Anafrey, take a DM inspiration for making me laugh. First of all, "Once next ti the orc she would punch Thrakk in the face before removing his bits and tossing then to the ferro". Those are some pretty hilarious typos. "Bits"?! Is she castrating him?! Then, "(OOC: SCREW IT! TAKE ALL THE BOOTS! LEAVE ONLY THRAKKS STINKY BOOTS BEHIND)". LOL. Not that the rest of you aren't funny, but these two in succession seem inspired to me, even if the first is by mistake.
Diinit blanches at Jambiya's sudden and unexpected fury. (WIS save 5) But then his surprise turns to anger. He begins barking orders at his derro followers, many of which retrieve their hooked weapons and begin ushering the group out. Nothing is said about Jambiya taking one too many boots, but a quick glance back catches Diinit examining Thrakk's boots, which were tossed unceremoniously by Anafrey after she knocked him back out. (He woke up with 1 hp. DM rollz: 471 Oh no.)
Now, what is the confusion with what Maldorn wrote as the seven boots, Erric? Did he not identify correctly the one you have in your possession already?
Oh, so Erric took this one: "Another rattles a metallic rattle, but a little heavier than the ones you're pretty sure contain coin."
That's the one he'd held onto, and I'm assuming the one with the metal balls?
He'd examined, initially, this one as well: "One boot rattles, and you can see some dark-colored rocks inside."
It was one he'd suggest grabbing in case we needed another. The confusion I think was Maldorn's assuming that the metallic rattle boot was the rock rattle boot.
But if we're taking the boots and running, then he'll grab both with zero regret!
(OOC: lol thanks! I blame the fact I was posting from my phone on the typos. I didn't know I made them so I just went back and read it and it is pretty funny :D)
So, you all leave with your eight boots and the newly knocked out orc still wrapped in a bedroll. The first room is the one with the hollowed-out giant mushrooms and then the myconid chamber. Where are you going, and what are you doing?
Erric nods, looks all around, and looks at the things in the rock-boot and the ball-boot.
If Thrakk's still knocked out, he won't be watching him so much.
"That was odd. What was the yelling all about, Jambiya?" Erric says, assuming there's been no translation about Jambiya's grumpy pops. "Also, what are we going to do about Thrakk?"
The moment they are out of the sight of Derro, Anafrey would drop Thrakk on to the ground hard before pulling out a dagger and slitting his throat. if any of the her friends look to her with confusion or disgust she would quickly reply. "we couldn't take hin to the mushroom people.. they hate violence and there arnt any guards to turn him into for miles. He would have killed us if he got the chance. My head still hurts from where he tried to cave in my skull!" She would reply as she unconsciously places her hand on the hilt of her flail. "So now we dont have to worry about what to do with Thrakk" She would say as she wipes her forehead. accidently smearing a bit of blood across her face in the process.
Jambiya is shocked, yes, but she stays calm, noting the hand on the flail. She will take a deep breath, and then come over to Anafrey. Wetting a bit of her cloak with a waterskin, she’ll say, “Here, lean down, Anafrey, you got a little on you,” and wipe it off gently. The she offers her the waterskin for her hands. “Let’s clean that off before we go back to the mushroom people.”
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"Oh, Thanks Jambiya" Anafrey would reply with a smile as a single tear streams down her face. "So, what did we get in those boots?" She would say as she wipes her eye on her upper arm and smiles. "The flail.. really doesnt want me to see what is in that boot.. it says it will kill me..."
"The flail says the object in the boot will kill me" Amafrey would reply "But... The damn dwarf could be lying. It could be the item we are looking for.. and he just doesnt want me to realize it. Or ot could actually be telling the truth. If I die.. he doesnt have anyone to control anymore. He goes back to being trapped in this damn weapon." The white haired woman would add as she glares towards the weapon on her hip. "I guess the worst that happens is that I end up like Thrakk." She says with a forced laugh as she holds her head in her hands
Erric backs up quickly, like a crab, from Anafrey's swift violent action, pulling his boots close to himself. "I... that's one way to do it. Okay then."He starts pulling Jambiya and Anafrey and Maldorn and Ebokk away from Thrakk's body as they're talking, looking back at the derro's tunnel. "We should get out of here, back to the surface. Don't know how mind flayers work but maybe they'll know he's gone. And come find us. Let's g-g-go."
The party exits the derro's sleeping cave and travels the fairly short distance to the small space with the giant hollowed-out mushrooms. Jambiya has conjured her light globes so that Maldorn and Anafrey can see. As soon as Thrakk, who is being carried by Anafrey and Ebokk, is around the corner, Anafrey drops her end, kneels down, and slices the orc's neck as Ebokk watches, his end still in the air. The dwarf just gapes. As the white-haired woman stands back up, there's a soft popping sound. Appearing right beside Thrakk's head is a wrinkled mass of pink meat with four clawed appendages. (Not that your characters would know what a brain looks like, but it looks like a brain with four legs.) "What is that?!" Ebokk exclaims, dropping his end of Thrakk's corpse.
"Find mlayer?!?" Erric says, making a high-pitched noise. His hand crossbow, still held almost forgotten in one hand, darts up in panic and fires at whatever that is.
Attack: 13 Damage: 7
He prepares to cast a spell next.
(Assume we'll need initiative roll either now or later: 17)
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(OOC: Our characters wouldn't know what a brain looks like? Even if that is the case, I think that at least Maldorn and Anafrey would know, being hunters and all...)
Holding three (?) boots Maldorn follows the others out of the derro cave. He is about to thank Jambiya for turning on the lights again when Anafrey deals with the orc. Like the others, he is a bit surprised. The huntress had mentioned she'd do it, but he was not expecting it to happen so suddenly. Either way, the old ranger rationalizes the actions as he can. He has put suffering beasts out of their misery in the past while hunting, and even killed a rabid dog or two. This... this is perhaps not so different.
He then sees the fleshy mound on the ground and says: "His brain has legs? That's just not right." Hearing and seeing Erric's reaction and assuming he is right, Maldorn softly whistles and Sagitta lunges:
-> Sagitta's Flyby Bite vs Legged Brain: Attack: 23 Damage: 12 (of which 3 piercing and 9 poison.)
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Anafrey would take a step backwards as the strange brain creature climbs out of the corpse. She would then quickly step forward and bring her boot down hard towards the creature, trying to stomp to small soft looking creature.
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Jambiya just takes it in stride, her eyes flashing in anger. "No! I've had enough!" She backs away from it, raises her hands, and an arc of lightning leaps from her fingers to strike at the creature!
Move: away from the creature, she's learned she shouldn't stay close to the enemy (if she needs to, she'll use a Bonus Action Nimble Escape to disengage) Action: cast Witch Bolt at the brain cat! 18 to hit, for 20 lightning damage.
Note: Witch Bolt lasts for this round and 9 more, or concentration
(OOC I know, I just thought it was a funny image.)
Anafrey, take a DM inspiration for making me laugh. First of all, "Once next ti the orc she would punch Thrakk in the face before removing his bits and tossing then to the ferro". Those are some pretty hilarious typos. "Bits"?! Is she castrating him?! Then, "(OOC: SCREW IT! TAKE ALL THE BOOTS! LEAVE ONLY THRAKKS STINKY BOOTS BEHIND)". LOL. Not that the rest of you aren't funny, but these two in succession seem inspired to me, even if the first is by mistake.
Diinit blanches at Jambiya's sudden and unexpected fury. (WIS save 5) But then his surprise turns to anger. He begins barking orders at his derro followers, many of which retrieve their hooked weapons and begin ushering the group out. Nothing is said about Jambiya taking one too many boots, but a quick glance back catches Diinit examining Thrakk's boots, which were tossed unceremoniously by Anafrey after she knocked him back out. (He woke up with 1 hp. DM rollz: 47 1 Oh no.)
Now, what is the confusion with what Maldorn wrote as the seven boots, Erric? Did he not identify correctly the one you have in your possession already?
Oh, so Erric took this one: "Another rattles a metallic rattle, but a little heavier than the ones you're pretty sure contain coin."
That's the one he'd held onto, and I'm assuming the one with the metal balls?
He'd examined, initially, this one as well: "One boot rattles, and you can see some dark-colored rocks inside."
It was one he'd suggest grabbing in case we needed another. The confusion I think was Maldorn's assuming that the metallic rattle boot was the rock rattle boot.
But if we're taking the boots and running, then he'll grab both with zero regret!
OOC: Both of those boots @rkmobius mentioned above are in the pile Maldorn collected/selected as part of the 7, so we should be good to go.
"Let's just get out of here! Let's go!" Maldorn says holding on to many boots and follows the others out.
(OOC: lol thanks! I blame the fact I was posting from my phone on the typos. I didn't know I made them so I just went back and read it and it is pretty funny :D)
So, you all leave with your eight boots and the newly knocked out orc still wrapped in a bedroll. The first room is the one with the hollowed-out giant mushrooms and then the myconid chamber. Where are you going, and what are you doing?
Jambiya is making for the myconid chamber, because it seems the safest. She thinks they could stop there for a moment, and examine their treasures.
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Erric nods, looks all around, and looks at the things in the rock-boot and the ball-boot.
If Thrakk's still knocked out, he won't be watching him so much.
"That was odd. What was the yelling all about, Jambiya?" Erric says, assuming there's been no translation about Jambiya's grumpy pops. "Also, what are we going to do about Thrakk?"
The moment they are out of the sight of Derro, Anafrey would drop Thrakk on to the ground hard before pulling out a dagger and slitting his throat. if any of the her friends look to her with confusion or disgust she would quickly reply. "we couldn't take hin to the mushroom people.. they hate violence and there arnt any guards to turn him into for miles. He would have killed us if he got the chance. My head still hurts from where he tried to cave in my skull!" She would reply as she unconsciously places her hand on the hilt of her flail. "So now we dont have to worry about what to do with Thrakk" She would say as she wipes her forehead. accidently smearing a bit of blood across her face in the process.
Jambiya is shocked, yes, but she stays calm, noting the hand on the flail. She will take a deep breath, and then come over to Anafrey. Wetting a bit of her cloak with a waterskin, she’ll say, “Here, lean down, Anafrey, you got a little on you,” and wipe it off gently. The she offers her the waterskin for her hands. “Let’s clean that off before we go back to the mushroom people.”
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As soon as seems appropriate after Thrakk’s murder, Jambiya will explain all that went on in the derro cavern so everybody can be up to date.
She will keep her boots unexamined until we are safe in the myconid cavern.
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"Oh, Thanks Jambiya" Anafrey would reply with a smile as a single tear streams down her face. "So, what did we get in those boots?" She would say as she wipes her eye on her upper arm and smiles. "The flail.. really doesnt want me to see what is in that boot.. it says it will kill me..."
“The flail will kill you? Or the boot will kill you? Or the boot will kill it?” Jambiya looks both hopeful and cautious at the same time.
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"The flail says the object in the boot will kill me" Amafrey would reply "But... The damn dwarf could be lying. It could be the item we are looking for.. and he just doesnt want me to realize it. Or ot could actually be telling the truth. If I die.. he doesnt have anyone to control anymore. He goes back to being trapped in this damn weapon." The white haired woman would add as she glares towards the weapon on her hip. "I guess the worst that happens is that I end up like Thrakk." She says with a forced laugh as she holds her head in her hands
Erric backs up quickly, like a crab, from Anafrey's swift violent action, pulling his boots close to himself. "I... that's one way to do it. Okay then." He starts pulling Jambiya and Anafrey and Maldorn and Ebokk away from Thrakk's body as they're talking, looking back at the derro's tunnel. "We should get out of here, back to the surface. Don't know how mind flayers work but maybe they'll know he's gone. And come find us. Let's g-g-go."
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The party exits the derro's sleeping cave and travels the fairly short distance to the small space with the giant hollowed-out mushrooms. Jambiya has conjured her light globes so that Maldorn and Anafrey can see. As soon as Thrakk, who is being carried by Anafrey and Ebokk, is around the corner, Anafrey drops her end, kneels down, and slices the orc's neck as Ebokk watches, his end still in the air. The dwarf just gapes. As the white-haired woman stands back up, there's a soft popping sound. Appearing right beside Thrakk's head is a wrinkled mass of pink meat with four clawed appendages. (Not that your characters would know what a brain looks like, but it looks like a brain with four legs.) "What is that?!" Ebokk exclaims, dropping his end of Thrakk's corpse.
"Find mlayer?!?" Erric says, making a high-pitched noise. His hand crossbow, still held almost forgotten in one hand, darts up in panic and fires at whatever that is.
Attack: 13 Damage: 7
He prepares to cast a spell next.
(Assume we'll need initiative roll either now or later: 17)
(OOC: Our characters wouldn't know what a brain looks like? Even if that is the case, I think that at least Maldorn and Anafrey would know, being hunters and all...)
Holding three (?) boots Maldorn follows the others out of the derro cave. He is about to thank Jambiya for turning on the lights again when Anafrey deals with the orc. Like the others, he is a bit surprised. The huntress had mentioned she'd do it, but he was not expecting it to happen so suddenly. Either way, the old ranger rationalizes the actions as he can. He has put suffering beasts out of their misery in the past while hunting, and even killed a rabid dog or two. This... this is perhaps not so different.
He then sees the fleshy mound on the ground and says: "His brain has legs? That's just not right." Hearing and seeing Erric's reaction and assuming he is right, Maldorn softly whistles and Sagitta lunges:
-> Sagitta's Flyby Bite vs Legged Brain: Attack: 23 Damage: 12 (of which 3 piercing and 9 poison.)
Anafrey would take a step backwards as the strange brain creature climbs out of the corpse. She would then quickly step forward and bring her boot down hard towards the creature, trying to stomp to small soft looking creature.
Attack: 8 Damage: 2
Jambiya just takes it in stride, her eyes flashing in anger. "No! I've had enough!" She backs away from it, raises her hands, and an arc of lightning leaps from her fingers to strike at the creature!
Move: away from the creature, she's learned she shouldn't stay close to the enemy (if she needs to, she'll use a Bonus Action Nimble Escape to disengage)
Action: cast Witch Bolt at the brain cat! 18 to hit, for 20 lightning damage.
Note: Witch Bolt lasts for this round and 9 more, or concentration
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