Tabesha’l looks across to see Barric drawing his bow and loosing an arrow directly at her! Time slows down as the razor tipped projectile zooms towards her...mere milliseconds before impact, the last of the jelly extrudes through the cracks and snatches the arrow out of the air as it sloughs to the ground.
Somewhat shaken after having avoided being skewered by a very narrow margin, the moon elf puts up her staff in an attempt to protect herself, retreating carefully towards the dwarves.
** Disengage Action and moves 30 feet towards the entrance. She will keep a line of sight with the jelly and cast on her next turn. **
' Rogues Will Be Rogues ' (Circle of Fives Admission Rules, § 6 par. IV) " Put It Down. Now. Or Be Sorry. " (D. Khar-Errendis' Reported Tips For Curing Soul Ailments And Assorted Bad Behaviours, v. LIV p.XIII) " Tween thisThy and yonThou, shall I prove to Thee that these art what thou dost see ? " (Grimoire of The Great Pananthyr) " This One has said enough. Now, we fight. This way please ?" (8th Grade Bronze Disciple Raulnar Drohjo, Way of the Open Palm)
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With the fragile elf now out of its reach, massive ooze heaves itself rearward towards Vaxis as thick strands of sickly yellow slime lash out at the armor-clad dragonborn:
The ochre jelly makes a pseudopod attack against Vaxis (15 vs. AC 18)...dealing 14 bludgeoning and 5 acid damage on a hit.
(OOC: apparently, i still have something wrong with my dice mechanic, there should only be 4 acid damage here for a total of 14. I’ll keep working on it!)
Having no other option than to step into the ooze puddle on the floor, the squish is the gelatinous creature between his toes as he takes the flat side of his axe smacking it down and through to the floor.
Connak watches the ochre jelly slam Vaxis and retches a little bit at the stink of the acid eating away at the armor and and scales. He bonus action cunning action disengages and moves (1U, 2R, 1D) between the pillars behind Vaxis.
Barric gets ready to loose another arrow when Brutus runs directly into his line of fire. Hands shaking, he takes a deep breath, and aims in between his two allies, waiting for an opening. He takes his moment and shoots, holding his breath.
No movement. Attacking the jelly. Hoping I don't kill someone. Attack: 22 Damage: 10
The jellys emits a high-pitched squeal as it convulses violently and finally falls still as its think, mucous-like flesh pools on the floor spreading out towards the feet of everyone around.
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Tabesha'l struggles to steady her breathing and quieten down but as she gingerly approaches the pool of yellow slime, her frail shoulders are still shaking with the adrenaline rush from the fight.
Gathering her robes about her, she gazes intently upon the jellies' remains: how could an amoeba-like being grow to such monstrous size ? And what provoked their ability to duplicate ? Excitement and academic curiosity quickly supersede fear, as the elf crouches closer to the yellow substance, her aristocratic brows creased in concentration...
** tries Nature again to learn more about the beasts: 9 **
(( errata: her mod is +3, not +2, so she barely gets a 10.))
' Rogues Will Be Rogues ' (Circle of Fives Admission Rules, § 6 par. IV) " Put It Down. Now. Or Be Sorry. " (D. Khar-Errendis' Reported Tips For Curing Soul Ailments And Assorted Bad Behaviours, v. LIV p.XIII) " Tween thisThy and yonThou, shall I prove to Thee that these art what thou dost see ? " (Grimoire of The Great Pananthyr) " This One has said enough. Now, we fight. This way please ?" (8th Grade Bronze Disciple Raulnar Drohjo, Way of the Open Palm)
A few moments later, the dwarves stroll carefully into the temple room looking vigilantly back and forth. “Egads, looks like ye’v made quite a mess in ‘ere! It’ll take Norbus hours to mop up all this filth!” says Dazlyn.
”Ha! I’ll mop it up with that threadbare dishrag of a beard ye’v got hangin’ off yer face!” retorts Norbus.
“I dare ye t’ try it ye sorry whelp of a kobold!” comes back Dazlyn.
”I’d love to! And yer mother’s a goblin’s mistress!” exclaims Norbus.
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Connak will say to the group, "Look around in this room, I'll just double back and take a peek at those side hallways." Connak will go back and look at the upper hallway that leads to a room that looks like it has rubble in it? He'll investigate first and and slowly enter if he feels it's safe.
Investigation for traps or dangers in upper side hall (looks like there is rubble or a stack of balls inside?): 7
Tabesha'l nods wordlessly at Connak's suggestion and positions herself in the center of the ruined temple room, making sure to avoid the pools of slime. She sets her staff in front of her and seems to go into a trance of some sort, while she whispers unintelligible arcane words under her breath.
' Rogues Will Be Rogues ' (Circle of Fives Admission Rules, § 6 par. IV) " Put It Down. Now. Or Be Sorry. " (D. Khar-Errendis' Reported Tips For Curing Soul Ailments And Assorted Bad Behaviours, v. LIV p.XIII) " Tween thisThy and yonThou, shall I prove to Thee that these art what thou dost see ? " (Grimoire of The Great Pananthyr) " This One has said enough. Now, we fight. This way please ?" (8th Grade Bronze Disciple Raulnar Drohjo, Way of the Open Palm)
Brutus speaks loudly “Did you guys see that? That like that all the time in places like this?”
Patting Vaxis on the shoulder. “Take a break and rest a bit, that was quite the blow. Or if you want to back me up, I’ll take the next hit” He says with a smile and handing over a javelin if he decides to take it.
Whether or not anyone comes with, Seeing the group split up he will take the pathway that leads “south” on the map.
Tabesha’l’s ritual yields no immediate responses from the room in which they are standing. The magic of her light spell pulses with a soft blue hue from the tip of her staff as the Weave layers the spells one on top of the other which will persist for several more minutes.
Connak peeks into the rubble filled room and notes no immediate dangers, hidden boobytraps nor the acrid scent of ochre jellies. As he enters the room, he finds that the hallway that used to lead elsewhere in the temple has since collapsed and is filled with enormous blocks of stone and masonry debris.
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Seeing the group begin to search around the ruin, Barric looks back down at the skulls. The sight still fills him with dread, and against his better judgement he begins to search into the pillar, wincing every time a skull gets jostled.
"Vaxis! What do you make of this?" Is it some sort of religious ritual?"
(Posting for a friend)
Vaxis attack’s the ochre jelly with guiding bolt, (24 vs. AC ??) dealing 36 radiant damage on a hit.
Barric steps around the pillar, the skulls forgotten for the moment. The radiant light of the spell provides an easy target, and he looses an arrow.
Move 1U. Attacking the jelly, advantage from guiding bolt. Attack: 20 Damage: 11
Tabesha’l looks across to see Barric drawing his bow and loosing an arrow directly at her! Time slows down as the razor tipped projectile zooms towards her...mere milliseconds before impact, the last of the jelly extrudes through the cracks and snatches the arrow out of the air as it sloughs to the ground.
(ochre jelly takes 11 piercing damage)
Somewhat shaken after having avoided being skewered by a very narrow margin, the moon elf puts up her staff in an attempt to protect herself, retreating carefully towards the dwarves.
** Disengage Action and moves 30 feet towards the entrance. She will keep a line of sight with the jelly and cast on her next turn. **
' Rogues Will Be Rogues ' (Circle of Fives Admission Rules, § 6 par. IV)
" Put It Down. Now. Or Be Sorry. " (D. Khar-Errendis' Reported Tips For Curing Soul Ailments And Assorted Bad Behaviours, v. LIV p.XIII)
" Tween thisThy and yonThou, shall I prove to Thee that these art what thou dost see ? " (Grimoire of The Great Pananthyr)
" This One has said enough. Now, we fight. This way please ?" (8th Grade Bronze Disciple Raulnar Drohjo, Way of the Open Palm)
With the fragile elf now out of its reach, massive ooze heaves itself rearward towards Vaxis as thick strands of sickly yellow slime lash out at the armor-clad dragonborn:
The ochre jelly makes a pseudopod attack against Vaxis (15 vs. AC 18)...dealing 14 bludgeoning and 5 acid damage on a hit.
(OOC: apparently, i still have something wrong with my dice mechanic, there should only be 4 acid damage here for a total of 14. I’ll keep working on it!)
Having no other option than to step into the ooze puddle on the floor, the squish is the gelatinous creature between his toes as he takes the flat side of his axe smacking it down and through to the floor.
Reckless Attack: 11 Damage: 7
”Ragrh!” He screams as he strikes.
Connak watches the ochre jelly slam Vaxis and retches a little bit at the stink of the acid eating away at the armor and and scales. He bonus action cunning action disengages and moves (1U, 2R, 1D) between the pillars behind Vaxis.
"Ughh Vaxis, don't let it HIT you!"
Connak draws another arrow and shoots...
Attack: 22 Damage: 9
"I will be fine, thurirl. Just put this thing down, or I shall be the one spread on toast!"
He looks determined, and says "Bahamut, may you grant me your mercy so I may protect my allies!"
(Casting Cure Wounds on self, to hopefully withstand at least one more attack. Heals for 3 damage)
DM - Saturday and Tuesday: Eberron
Player - PBP: (Vaxis, Dragonborn Cleric of Bahamut, DoIP), Discord: Byron Bojengles III (Dragonmarked Half-Elf Rogue/Warlock Hexblade)
Other games: (Aardwolf MUD, Diablo 3, Starcraft 2, Pokemon, Borderlands {all})
Barric gets ready to loose another arrow when Brutus runs directly into his line of fire. Hands shaking, he takes a deep breath, and aims in between his two allies, waiting for an opening. He takes his moment and shoots, holding his breath.
No movement. Attacking the jelly. Hoping I don't kill someone. Attack: 22 Damage: 10
The jellys emits a high-pitched squeal as it convulses violently and finally falls still as its think, mucous-like flesh pools on the floor spreading out towards the feet of everyone around.
(OOC: END OF COMBAT)
Connak hops back, keeping his feet out of the gunk. Once his feet are clear, he scans the ceiling...
Perception for more dangers: 21
... but can't help continuously looking down to make sure he's not stepping in acid.
Connak sees nothing of concern on the ceiling of the ruined temple
Tabesha'l struggles to steady her breathing and quieten down but as she gingerly approaches the pool of yellow slime, her frail shoulders are still shaking with the adrenaline rush from the fight.
Gathering her robes about her, she gazes intently upon the jellies' remains: how could an amoeba-like being grow to such monstrous size ? And what provoked their ability to duplicate ? Excitement and academic curiosity quickly supersede fear, as the elf crouches closer to the yellow substance, her aristocratic brows creased in concentration...
** tries Nature again to learn more about the beasts: 9 **
(( errata: her mod is +3, not +2, so she barely gets a 10.))
' Rogues Will Be Rogues ' (Circle of Fives Admission Rules, § 6 par. IV)
" Put It Down. Now. Or Be Sorry. " (D. Khar-Errendis' Reported Tips For Curing Soul Ailments And Assorted Bad Behaviours, v. LIV p.XIII)
" Tween thisThy and yonThou, shall I prove to Thee that these art what thou dost see ? " (Grimoire of The Great Pananthyr)
" This One has said enough. Now, we fight. This way please ?" (8th Grade Bronze Disciple Raulnar Drohjo, Way of the Open Palm)
A few moments later, the dwarves stroll carefully into the temple room looking vigilantly back and forth. “Egads, looks like ye’v made quite a mess in ‘ere! It’ll take Norbus hours to mop up all this filth!” says Dazlyn.
”Ha! I’ll mop it up with that threadbare dishrag of a beard ye’v got hangin’ off yer face!” retorts Norbus.
“I dare ye t’ try it ye sorry whelp of a kobold!” comes back Dazlyn.
”I’d love to! And yer mother’s a goblin’s mistress!” exclaims Norbus.
A heated argument in dwarvish ensues.
Connak will say to the group, "Look around in this room, I'll just double back and take a peek at those side hallways." Connak will go back and look at the upper hallway that leads to a room that looks like it has rubble in it? He'll investigate first and and slowly enter if he feels it's safe.
Investigation for traps or dangers in upper side hall (looks like there is rubble or a stack of balls inside?): 7
Tabesha'l nods wordlessly at Connak's suggestion and positions herself in the center of the ruined temple room, making sure to avoid the pools of slime. She sets her staff in front of her and seems to go into a trance of some sort, while she whispers unintelligible arcane words under her breath.
** casting Detect Magic as a Ritual. **
' Rogues Will Be Rogues ' (Circle of Fives Admission Rules, § 6 par. IV)
" Put It Down. Now. Or Be Sorry. " (D. Khar-Errendis' Reported Tips For Curing Soul Ailments And Assorted Bad Behaviours, v. LIV p.XIII)
" Tween thisThy and yonThou, shall I prove to Thee that these art what thou dost see ? " (Grimoire of The Great Pananthyr)
" This One has said enough. Now, we fight. This way please ?" (8th Grade Bronze Disciple Raulnar Drohjo, Way of the Open Palm)
Brutus speaks loudly “Did you guys see that? That like that all the time in places like this?”
Patting Vaxis on the shoulder. “Take a break and rest a bit, that was quite the blow. Or if you want to back me up, I’ll take the next hit” He says with a smile and handing over a javelin if he decides to take it.
Whether or not anyone comes with, Seeing the group split up he will take the pathway that leads “south” on the map.
perception: 10
Tabesha’l’s ritual yields no immediate responses from the room in which they are standing. The magic of her light spell pulses with a soft blue hue from the tip of her staff as the Weave layers the spells one on top of the other which will persist for several more minutes.
Connak peeks into the rubble filled room and notes no immediate dangers, hidden boobytraps nor the acrid scent of ochre jellies. As he enters the room, he finds that the hallway that used to lead elsewhere in the temple has since collapsed and is filled with enormous blocks of stone and masonry debris.
Seeing the group begin to search around the ruin, Barric looks back down at the skulls. The sight still fills him with dread, and against his better judgement he begins to search into the pillar, wincing every time a skull gets jostled.
"Vaxis! What do you make of this?" Is it some sort of religious ritual?"
Investigation: 3
Connak will move across to the other hallway to peek around the corner. Once again, he proceeds carefully looking for traps or enemies.
Investigation: 9