'Pyro, now kneeling in the tower doorway amidst the portal's shattered remains, unleashes an arrow that takes the already wounded orc in the throat. The creature drops its weapon and shield, clutching futilely at the arrow as it sinks into oblivion.'
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'The remaining orc, slightly larger than the rest, with a belt of lizard and humanoid skulls (all cut nearly in half, from crown to jaw) about its waist, roars out something in its guttural language (Del understands, so may look in the spoiler), then brings his cleaver down at the back of the guard sergeant who is busy pulling his blade from the back of the orc he slew. Attack: 7 Damage: 6
A moment later, 2 more orcs, 1 with a crossbow bolt embedded in its shoulder, round the corner of the tower nearest him, now standing either side of their apparent leader. Both pull throw nasty bone darts, 1 at the guard sergeant and 1 at the nearby barbarian.
Orc 1 dart thrower Attack: 14 Damage: 3
Orc 2 dart thrower Attack: 14 Damage: 2
"To me, you fools. More slaves for the masters cages!"
'The sergeant spins out of the way of the cleaver strike, but with his attention on the larger orc, is taken by surprise and is struck in the arm by the dart. Likewise, the 2nd thrower's dart catches Del in the abdomen. The barbarian feels a burning numbness spread quickly from the wound through his body, as out of the corner of his eye, he sees the suddenly unsteady sergeant wipe at his now sweat drenched forehead and repeatedly blink his unfocused eyes. The half-orc roars in fury that something would dare to try to weaken him, to lessen his ability to bring death to his foes, and in the blink of an eye his fury burns the pitiful vestiges of the poison from his veins.'
Sergeant's Con save 4
Del takes 2 damage and must make a Constitution save
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'Skerckrit pops his head up at the window and uses his strange staff/sling to fling a marble sized stone at the face of the large orc facing the sergeant.' Attack: 11 Damage: 7
"Take THAT you ugly crotch-faced brute... AHAA!"
'As the stone deflects harmlessley off the orcs hardened leather armour and the brute turns to glare at the halfling, Skerckrit's eyes go wide and his head dissapears commically below the window's edge.'
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
'Del's fierce gaze narrows, regarding this puny creature who would think that the half-orcs rage could ever be tamed and enslaved. The great axe's blade is barely percetable as it arcs up high and comes down cleaving the orc in half, the weapon's deadly path barely slowed by the resistance of bone, flesh and leather. As the creatures halves fall away from each other, the other orcs regard the barbarian with barely disguised dread and turn to run. The guardwoman rushes forward with a blow at one retreating orc while the sergeant lashes out at the back of the other, muttering to himself...'
"Well **** me... that must of hurt."
Sergeants Attack: 6 Damage: 9
Guardwoman's Attack: 12 Damage: 5
'Both orcs stagger from the guards' blows, but neither falls. However, suddenly 2 crossbow bolts come flying down, 1 aimed at each orc's back. One bolt strikes home, while the other misses. Both orcs are still alive and very much intent on fleeing!
Crossbow guard 1 Attack: 20 Damage: 9
Crossbow guard 2 Attack: 16 Damage: 5
'Anyone who glances up towards the top of the tower spots 2 guardsman leaning upon the crenalations, busily working to reload the heavy crossbows in their grasps.'
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
[OOC] Xavier - make a strength [athletics] check. Orc strength [athletics] check 20
'Everyone present see's Xavier attempt to crash tackle one of the fleeing orcs, but unfortunately he stumbles on the bloody remains of the orc leader and is easily fended off by a back-handed swing of his target.'
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I shoot with my bow at the Orc Xavier attempted to tackle.
Attack: 18 Damage: 6
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I roll to seduce the Half-Orc.
Detective Pyro FlabberGhast the Air Genasi Rogue - Echoes of a Burning Crown (PBP) Praiya Everin the Half-Elf Dragon Born Sorcerer - The Shadows of Eternal Night Larkin Treespeaker the Wood elf Druid- The Champians of the Free North
'Once again firing with lethal precision, the blue skinned woman sticks an arrow deep into the armpit of the orc as it reached out to fend off Xavier. Without a sound, the creature topples motionless to the ground. The remaining orc uses the fall of his companion to flee into some nearby brush, vanishing from view.
A moment later you hear the twang of two heavy crossbows firing above you... and you hear an angry cry of pain some distance off. Skerckrit, turning away from you all back towards the tower, mutters.'
"I'm going to check on our other two friends and make sure there are no more of those creatures on the second floor."
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"watch it *******, just because i think with my head instead of my axe doesnt mean im any worse than you. sounds like stuff is still going on upstairs anyway"
Aramis holds his ground waiting to be let go so he can continue upstairs
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"they say its better to light a candle than curse the darkness. I say its better to light your enemies on fire and let them do the cursing."
Aramis (Half-Elf/Bard) - Echos of a Burning Crown Odasto (Changling/Rogue) - Hunt for the Crimson Lord Dimitri (Hill Dwarf/Druid) - Shadow of the Eternal Night DM - Whispers of Quagmire Bog
[OOC] Make a strength [athletics] check for Del and (assuming that Aramis resists being thrown down the stairwell) and a dexterity [acrobatics] check for Aramis to avoid.
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D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
"they say its better to light a candle than curse the darkness. I say its better to light your enemies on fire and let them do the cursing."
Aramis (Half-Elf/Bard) - Echos of a Burning Crown Odasto (Changling/Rogue) - Hunt for the Crimson Lord Dimitri (Hill Dwarf/Druid) - Shadow of the Eternal Night DM - Whispers of Quagmire Bog
[OOC] Aramis make a dex save and Del roll damage 2d6
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D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
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"they say its better to light a candle than curse the darkness. I say its better to light your enemies on fire and let them do the cursing."
Aramis (Half-Elf/Bard) - Echos of a Burning Crown Odasto (Changling/Rogue) - Hunt for the Crimson Lord Dimitri (Hill Dwarf/Druid) - Shadow of the Eternal Night DM - Whispers of Quagmire Bog
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'Pyro, now kneeling in the tower doorway amidst the portal's shattered remains, unleashes an arrow that takes the already wounded orc in the throat. The creature drops its weapon and shield, clutching futilely at the arrow as it sinks into oblivion.'
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
DM Trevails Upon the Trackless Sea
'The remaining orc, slightly larger than the rest, with a belt of lizard and humanoid skulls (all cut nearly in half, from crown to jaw) about its waist, roars out something in its guttural language (Del understands, so may look in the spoiler), then brings his cleaver down at the back of the guard sergeant who is busy pulling his blade from the back of the orc he slew. Attack: 7 Damage: 6
A moment later, 2 more orcs, 1 with a crossbow bolt embedded in its shoulder, round the corner of the tower nearest him, now standing either side of their apparent leader. Both pull throw nasty bone darts, 1 at the guard sergeant and 1 at the nearby barbarian.
Orc 1 dart thrower Attack: 14 Damage: 3
Orc 2 dart thrower Attack: 14 Damage: 2
"To me, you fools. More slaves for the masters cages!"
'The sergeant spins out of the way of the cleaver strike, but with his attention on the larger orc, is taken by surprise and is struck in the arm by the dart. Likewise, the 2nd thrower's dart catches Del in the abdomen. The barbarian feels a burning numbness spread quickly from the wound through his body, as out of the corner of his eye, he sees the suddenly unsteady sergeant wipe at his now sweat drenched forehead and repeatedly blink his unfocused eyes. The half-orc roars in fury that something would dare to try to weaken him, to lessen his ability to bring death to his foes, and in the blink of an eye his fury burns the pitiful vestiges of the poison from his veins.'
Sergeant's Con save 4
Del takes 2 damage and must make a Constitution save
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
DM Trevails Upon the Trackless Sea
19
'Skerckrit pops his head up at the window and uses his strange staff/sling to fling a marble sized stone at the face of the large orc facing the sergeant.' Attack: 11 Damage: 7
"Take THAT you ugly crotch-faced brute... AHAA!"
'As the stone deflects harmlessley off the orcs hardened leather armour and the brute turns to glare at the halfling, Skerckrit's eyes go wide and his head dissapears commically below the window's edge.'
Del is up
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DM Trevails Upon the Trackless Sea
WHERE ARE THOSE OTHER ******* WEAKLING THAT WERE WITH US
**** THEM MORE SKULLS FOR ME
Del charges the orc leader and leaps and raises his axe two handed above his head midair for a vertical cleave
27 to hit
12 or 14
(pick higher for dmg)
31
34
'Del's fierce gaze narrows, regarding this puny creature who would think that the half-orcs rage could ever be tamed and enslaved. The great axe's blade is barely percetable as it arcs up high and comes down cleaving the orc in half, the weapon's deadly path barely slowed by the resistance of bone, flesh and leather. As the creatures halves fall away from each other, the other orcs regard the barbarian with barely disguised dread and turn to run. The guardwoman rushes forward with a blow at one retreating orc while the sergeant lashes out at the back of the other, muttering to himself...'
"Well **** me... that must of hurt."
Sergeants Attack: 6 Damage: 9
Guardwoman's Attack: 12 Damage: 5
'Both orcs stagger from the guards' blows, but neither falls. However, suddenly 2 crossbow bolts come flying down, 1 aimed at each orc's back. One bolt strikes home, while the other misses. Both orcs are still alive and very much intent on fleeing!
Crossbow guard 1 Attack: 20 Damage: 9
Crossbow guard 2 Attack: 16 Damage: 5
'Anyone who glances up towards the top of the tower spots 2 guardsman leaning upon the crenalations, busily working to reload the heavy crossbows in their grasps.'
Xavier is up, then Pyro
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DM Trevails Upon the Trackless Sea
*xavier charges at the closest orc trying to tackle and restrain him
5
[OOC] Xavier - make a strength [athletics] check. Orc strength [athletics] check 20
'Everyone present see's Xavier attempt to crash tackle one of the fleeing orcs, but unfortunately he stumbles on the bloody remains of the orc leader and is easily fended off by a back-handed swing of his target.'
Pyro is up
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
DM Trevails Upon the Trackless Sea
I shoot with my bow at the Orc Xavier attempted to tackle.
Attack: 18 Damage: 6
I roll to seduce the Half-Orc.
Detective Pyro FlabberGhast the Air Genasi Rogue - Echoes of a Burning Crown (PBP)
Praiya Everin the Half-Elf Dragon Born Sorcerer - The Shadows of Eternal Night
Larkin Treespeaker the Wood elf Druid- The Champians of the Free North
'Once again firing with lethal precision, the blue skinned woman sticks an arrow deep into the armpit of the orc as it reached out to fend off Xavier. Without a sound, the creature topples motionless to the ground. The remaining orc uses the fall of his companion to flee into some nearby brush, vanishing from view.
A moment later you hear the twang of two heavy crossbows firing above you... and you hear an angry cry of pain some distance off. Skerckrit, turning away from you all back towards the tower, mutters.'
"I'm going to check on our other two friends and make sure there are no more of those creatures on the second floor."
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
DM Trevails Upon the Trackless Sea
Del storms past Skerckrit upstairs and goes straight for the half elf and grabbs him by the face, with his hand wrapped around mouth so he cant speak
******* COWARDLY ELF, XAVIER GOT YOU OUT OF THE CELL AND YOU DECIDE TO RUN AWAY WHEN YOU ARE NEEDED
"watch it *******, just because i think with my head instead of my axe doesnt mean im any worse than you. sounds like stuff is still going on upstairs anyway"
Aramis holds his ground waiting to be let go so he can continue upstairs
"they say its better to light a candle than curse the darkness. I say its better to light your enemies on fire and let them do the cursing."
Aramis (Half-Elf/Bard) - Echos of a Burning Crown
Odasto (Changling/Rogue) - Hunt for the Crimson Lord
Dimitri (Hill Dwarf/Druid) - Shadow of the Eternal Night
DM - Whispers of Quagmire Bog
******* useless elf, if i thought with my axe you would be in pieces and i would be happier
del throws the half elf down the stairs, then proceeds to walk past him and go back outside to where xavier is
[OOC] Make a strength [athletics] check for Del and (assuming that Aramis resists being thrown down the stairwell) and a dexterity [acrobatics] check for Aramis to avoid.
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
DM Trevails Upon the Trackless Sea
24
7
"they say its better to light a candle than curse the darkness. I say its better to light your enemies on fire and let them do the cursing."
Aramis (Half-Elf/Bard) - Echos of a Burning Crown
Odasto (Changling/Rogue) - Hunt for the Crimson Lord
Dimitri (Hill Dwarf/Druid) - Shadow of the Eternal Night
DM - Whispers of Quagmire Bog
[OOC] Aramis make a dex save and Del roll damage 2d6
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
DM Trevails Upon the Trackless Sea
10
13
"they say its better to light a candle than curse the darkness. I say its better to light your enemies on fire and let them do the cursing."
Aramis (Half-Elf/Bard) - Echos of a Burning Crown
Odasto (Changling/Rogue) - Hunt for the Crimson Lord
Dimitri (Hill Dwarf/Druid) - Shadow of the Eternal Night
DM - Whispers of Quagmire Bog