Fodd, summoning protective energies around "Ms Mika" you charge toward what you firmly believe to be the biggest threat in the room: a largely inanimate and rapidly deteriorating painting of an arcane golem. Calling upon your conviction in the power of righteousness and your father's crusade against it, you put all your considerable might into a blow of your shortsword directly at the painting's heart, where Ragnor's enchanted stones are rapidly disintegrating as their energies are absorbed into the golem. Your sword falls near the spot where Horrence's experimental hammer strokes first chipped the paint and everything goes momentarily white.
You find yourself hurled backward, arms and legs trailing as the painting and the wall behind it detonate, no longer able to contain the arcane power flowing through them.
Ella and Corryn, please make dexterity saving throws to avoid getting hit by about 140 kilograms of flying paladin.
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Horrence, who was just beginning to take out his tools to further check the statue when the Corryn spoke, will back away from the wall shouting “I don’t think it’s quite that easily fooled I’m afraid.
He will then take from within his bag a triangle shaped hunk of metal. He uses his screwdriver to twist a screw on one of the sides and drops it onto the ground, whereupon the tip of the triangle opens and a catapult-like arm will emerge, the end cracking with arcane energy. (Action: Arcane Turret (Force Ballista)).
The turret will then launch a ball of energy directly towards the central core of the golem statue - 19 attack for 9 Force damage.
Horrence will then back up his full movement towards the nearest wall, away from the energy creatures. The turret will retreat with him.
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Unsure what to do, acting on defensive impulse, Ella rushes between two of the spheres, throwing out her hands and calling on her goddess’ protection, casting Word of Radiance for 5 radiant damage on each of them, should they be vulnerable to such magics.
Reacting swiftly with his immense knowledge of elemental arts, Ragnor casts Absorb elements providing some level of resistance against the incoming lightning damage
Ragnor, as the orb closes in and flickers with lightning you summon your powers and roar defiance. As the lightning flickers over your skin, searing the flesh, much of it is absorbed into your form instead. The electric energy courses through you, tiny sparks of lightning dancing between your finger tips like electric webbing. ((You have resistance to lightning until your next turn, so reduce that damage you took in half.))
The armored form of Fodd hurtles backward like a gigantic armored missile, directly toward where Corryn and Ella stand in shock. Corryn attempts to neatly sidestep but misjudges just how large Fodd actually is, catching an arm to the stomach as the young Paladin hurtles past ((Corryn you take 5 bludgeoning damage and are knocked prone)). Ella moves to step out of the way and also looks like she's about to be caught by a flailing limb when a slight stumble makes her duck her head at just the right moment, Fodd's armored knee passing within a hair of her face without impacting it.
Fodd, you finally run out of momentum when your back crashes into the wall on the opposite side of the entry passage way from where Mika stands, looking at you horrified. The jarring impact against the wall rattles your bone and threatens to knock you out, but you grimly cling onto consciousness despite the damage (You take 7 bludgeoning damage and are knocked prone.))
Ella, having narrowly avoided being knocked out cold by the flying Paladin you dart forward, positioning yourself directly between the two orbs you can still see. You speak a secret word of power in an obscure Elven dialect, the literal translation of which into Common would be "solitary moonbeam passing through storm clouds to illuminate a placid lake" and radiance bursts forth from your body in a searing sphere of holy light. When touched by it, both visible orbs shimmer, as if attempting to retain their structural integrity in the face of your divine assault, but ultimately buckle and begin to smoke, visibly hurt ((1 and 9 on their constitution saves)). You fight back a scream as just for a moment, your light also outlines the third invisible sphere mere inches from your face, but it seems to throw off the assault and a heartbeat later is undetectable once more.
Horrence, you deploy your trusty catapult target and direct it to fire upon the wall from which the wisps emerged. The catapult arm cranks back and releases, sending a blunt projectile of pure force directly at the core of the golem painted upon the wall, or rather what remains of it after Fodd's strike and resulting explosion. The projectile flies true and smashes into the brick with numbing force, crushing it entirely and knocking it out of the wall. The entire room begins to shake as purple light floods out of the gaps in the blockading wall, sickly and flickering.
The spheres you can see appear to pay no mind to the destruction of the wall from which they came. The smaller of the three, singed from Ella's Word of Radiance doesn't to attack. Rather it sinks lower and begins a point just above the floor in a rapid, almost blurring, horizontal circle. The sphere is moving so fast it appears to your eyes that a circle has formed, lying flat just above the floor and purple light pours from the sphere to fill it. ((Those with proficiency in arcana can make arcana checks to determine what's happening)).
Corryn, slightly dazed, finds himself briefly contemplating an old story about turtles as he rocks around until he can get his feet and arms properly situated to get off the ground, the heavy shield he has strapped to his back impeding any movement significantly. He then takes a few step towards the edge of the room closest to him and the entry through which the party originally entered it, keeping his back to the wall and calling his familiar to him. He readies his hand crossbow and dagger and checks whether he can safely take a shot or swipe at one of the spheres, though he isn't even sure they would be harmed by this. ((If none of the others are in the way, Corryn will take a shot on one of the spheres (the closest one, if both are unobstructed).
Corryn, climbing to your feet unsteadily you move backward until the shield on your back thumps into one of the walls. Shuffling to your right slightly, you find an angle on the rapidly moving sphere engaged with Ragnor. Your bolt streaks through the air and almost connects but at the last moment, an unexpected jink of the orb sends the bolt shooting harmlessly past to ricochet harmlessly off a nearby wall.
Horrence, just a casual glance at the wildly spinning orb is enough to give your experienced eye several insights into how it operates. Though you have never even attempted to personally build something of such complexity and magical potency, you nevertheless have a grasp for the basic building block spells that went into its construction, albeit in significantly altered and enhanced form.
You detect altered elements of the following spells: alarm, sending, [Tooltip Not Found].
(sorry totally didn't realise we were waiting on me)
Ragnor casts Moonbeam on the closest orb thingy trying to position it in a way that makes it as hard as possible for other spinny one to charge at my allies (hard to know where everyone is right now so use your judgment for what that looks like)
Ragnor, you call upon your magic even as youreel back from the electrical attack of the orb pressing in on you. Nature, always seeking the most efficient path, pulls tendrils of moonlight directly from Fodd's glowing sword and at your direction drops a floor to ceiling pillar of searing light on the orb before you. The orb twitches and smokes in the light, entire sections of its outer-carapace melting away until it hovers, severely burned and lilting badly, still in the fight though perhaps only barely ((Constitution saving throw failed on a mighty 4, 15 points of radiant damage)).
Somehow able to sense the Moonbeam's danger, the orb attempts to float out of the searing light. Every inch it travels however sees more of its carapace burned away until, barely half a foot from escaping the beam, it collapses into a melted puddle of metal and broken arcs, the electricity around it sparking away to nothing ((Start of its turn, fails its constitution saving throw, 10 radiant damage which is enough to kill it)).
Mika, still in her armor of ice, looks wildly around the room hunting for the invisible orb. "I think I can find it!" she shouts, raising her hands and beginning to chant in an otherworldly tongue none of you speak ((I checked)). From beneath the sleeves of her robes, a swarm of tiny parasitic insects pour forth in a green shimmering cloud and spread out, dissipating throughout the room in a thin grid pattern, mere inches separating one buzzing bug from the next.
A heartbeat later, a group of them inches from Mika suddenly fall, electrocuted and she screams in shock as the previously invisible orb materializes in front of her, lightning flaring. The bolt strikes out at her, attempting to bore its way through her ice-armor which flows of its own volition from other parts of the body to harden in protective layers where the scourging bolt strikes. There's a dull eruption and Mika is pushed backward, her armor gone but her attacker momentarily repulsed by jagged shards of ice which largely fail to penetrate its armored exterior.
Fodd, hearing Mika scream, shakes his dazed and tries to surge to his knees heroically. Instead he clumsily, and with great effort, rights himself like an old tree magically brought to life and (if he has enough movement left) runs to place himself between Mika and the orb. Raising his shield protectively in one hand he hurls a javelin at the orb with the other. (10 to hit for 7 piercing)
Fodd, clanking like a smithy in an earthquake you lumber over to Mika and attempt to interpose yourself between her and the orb menacing her. Unfortunately, even repulsed by her armor the orb remains too close to truly shepherd it out of her immediate range and so you're forced to settle for a flanking assault on its rapidly bobbing form. From near point blank range you cast your arm back and launch the javelin at it, but the orb easily evades the projectile which sails clear past it to clatter against the stone wall beyond.
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Blinking twice to shake herself from where she'd been staring at Ragnor's manipulation of her moonlight, Ella continues muttering her same prayer, aiming for the smallest orb (Con Save 13 or 6 radiant damage).
Ella, as your vision clears you step slightly to the left to get a clear line of sight on the rapidly spinning orblette, the blue light within which is growing steadier. You mouth words again in that largely forgotten Elvish tongue, a variation this time, geared to the searing beam of moonlight already in the room. "Moon's glow on cloudless night, illuminating every corner and silhouetting the wolf as it stalks," you evoke, while making a slicing motion with two fingers from Ragnor's column of moonlight and toward the smaller orb.
The sphere is moving almost too fast to see, but you do not allow that to deter you, shaping the burst of searing light into a cone large enough to be inescapable at any part of its orbit ((constitution save of 6, fail)). Smoke begins to rise from the orb as its outside shell is seared, lightning flickering spasmodically but the blue light within its orbit remaining undiminished.
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Horrence, momentarily slowed by his wonder at the intricacies of the magic in the orb [Sorry for being slow guys- been busy!!], comes to his senses and splutters "Umm... I have a rather funny feeling these things may be transmitting our location to someone. If we could be so good as to get a move on..."
With that he takes out his crossbow and fires off a shot at the smaller (still floating) orb. 24 to hit for 9 piercing damaged, followed immediately by a volley from the force ballista turret alongside him 10 to hit, 7 for bludgeoning damage.
With the attacks launched, Horrence will move, hugging the wall, towards the mural on the wall (as far as he can with movement), while his slips the other way and moves the opposite direction towards the entrance from which they original entered the chamber.
Horrence, you and your turret attempt an enfilade at the rapidly spinning orb but despite launching projectiles at it from both sides you are frustrated by its rapid movement and small size. Your bolt and the ballista's projectile come close to colliding in the air as both whistle past the orb and clang harmlessly off the stone floor.
Sidestepping as you reload, you move along the wall until you reach the collapsed mural, noting with relief no new surprises appear to await you behind it where only a descending and unlit corridor plunges into the darkness.
Having evaded your missiles, the little orb picks up in speed and the flickering blue light within it gradually settles into a steady glow. From within that circle of light, unfolding upward like a pop-up book arises the foot-high visage of a helmeted figure's head and shoulders. The image is unsteady, flickering in and out of focus and seeming to melt apart every third heartbeat or so. It wears the distinct black uniform of the Siege Ministry, but trimmed in gold instead of silver. Two large, red rubies glitter in the eyesockets of its helm, obscuring the eyes within and giving the helmet a daemonic, intimidating visage.
A voice emanated from the projection, surprisingly clear given its clearly only partially connected state. Gender is impossible to determine, the voice high and androgynous even as it speaks in a lazy, bored cadence but with the perfect diction and rolling vowels Ella, you recognize as the hallmark of the upper classes.
Greetings my little illegally delving traitors, your position has been noted. Your features, marked. If you scamper into the tunnels we will find you. If you hide in your community we will burn you out. I almost do not know which would be more entertaining so do surprise me.
Fodd, summoning protective energies around "Ms Mika" you charge toward what you firmly believe to be the biggest threat in the room: a largely inanimate and rapidly deteriorating painting of an arcane golem. Calling upon your conviction in the power of righteousness and your father's crusade against it, you put all your considerable might into a blow of your shortsword directly at the painting's heart, where Ragnor's enchanted stones are rapidly disintegrating as their energies are absorbed into the golem. Your sword falls near the spot where Horrence's experimental hammer strokes first chipped the paint and everything goes momentarily white.
You find yourself hurled backward, arms and legs trailing as the painting and the wall behind it detonate, no longer able to contain the arcane power flowing through them.
Ella and Corryn, please make dexterity saving throws to avoid getting hit by about 140 kilograms of flying paladin.
Horrence, who was just beginning to take out his tools to further check the statue when the Corryn spoke, will back away from the wall shouting “I don’t think it’s quite that easily fooled I’m afraid.
He will then take from within his bag a triangle shaped hunk of metal. He uses his screwdriver to twist a screw on one of the sides and drops it onto the ground, whereupon the tip of the triangle opens and a catapult-like arm will emerge, the end cracking with arcane energy. (Action: Arcane Turret (Force Ballista)).
The turret will then launch a ball of energy directly towards the central core of the golem statue - 19 attack for 9 Force damage.
Horrence will then back up his full movement towards the nearest wall, away from the energy creatures. The turret will retreat with him.
Unsure what to do, acting on defensive impulse, Ella rushes between two of the spheres, throwing out her hands and calling on her goddess’ protection, casting Word of Radiance for 5 radiant damage on each of them, should they be vulnerable to such magics.
Reacting swiftly with his immense knowledge of elemental arts, Ragnor casts Absorb elements providing some level of resistance against the incoming lightning damage
Corryn tries to leap to the side to evade the ballistic Paladin: 6
Oh no.
Ragnor, as the orb closes in and flickers with lightning you summon your powers and roar defiance. As the lightning flickers over your skin, searing the flesh, much of it is absorbed into your form instead. The electric energy courses through you, tiny sparks of lightning dancing between your finger tips like electric webbing. ((You have resistance to lightning until your next turn, so reduce that damage you took in half.))
The armored form of Fodd hurtles backward like a gigantic armored missile, directly toward where Corryn and Ella stand in shock. Corryn attempts to neatly sidestep but misjudges just how large Fodd actually is, catching an arm to the stomach as the young Paladin hurtles past ((Corryn you take 5 bludgeoning damage and are knocked prone)). Ella moves to step out of the way and also looks like she's about to be caught by a flailing limb when a slight stumble makes her duck her head at just the right moment, Fodd's armored knee passing within a hair of her face without impacting it.
Fodd, you finally run out of momentum when your back crashes into the wall on the opposite side of the entry passage way from where Mika stands, looking at you horrified. The jarring impact against the wall rattles your bone and threatens to knock you out, but you grimly cling onto consciousness despite the damage (You take 7 bludgeoning damage and are knocked prone.))
Ella, having narrowly avoided being knocked out cold by the flying Paladin you dart forward, positioning yourself directly between the two orbs you can still see. You speak a secret word of power in an obscure Elven dialect, the literal translation of which into Common would be "solitary moonbeam passing through storm clouds to illuminate a placid lake" and radiance bursts forth from your body in a searing sphere of holy light. When touched by it, both visible orbs shimmer, as if attempting to retain their structural integrity in the face of your divine assault, but ultimately buckle and begin to smoke, visibly hurt ((1 and 9 on their constitution saves)). You fight back a scream as just for a moment, your light also outlines the third invisible sphere mere inches from your face, but it seems to throw off the assault and a heartbeat later is undetectable once more.
Horrence, you deploy your trusty catapult target and direct it to fire upon the wall from which the wisps emerged. The catapult arm cranks back and releases, sending a blunt projectile of pure force directly at the core of the golem painted upon the wall, or rather what remains of it after Fodd's strike and resulting explosion. The projectile flies true and smashes into the brick with numbing force, crushing it entirely and knocking it out of the wall. The entire room begins to shake as purple light floods out of the gaps in the blockading wall, sickly and flickering.
The spheres you can see appear to pay no mind to the destruction of the wall from which they came. The smaller of the three, singed from Ella's Word of Radiance doesn't to attack. Rather it sinks lower and begins a point just above the floor in a rapid, almost blurring, horizontal circle. The sphere is moving so fast it appears to your eyes that a circle has formed, lying flat just above the floor and purple light pours from the sphere to fill it. ((Those with proficiency in arcana can make arcana checks to determine what's happening)).
Corryn, what do you and your owl do?
Ragnor, what do you do?
Corryn, slightly dazed, finds himself briefly contemplating an old story about turtles as he rocks around until he can get his feet and arms properly situated to get off the ground, the heavy shield he has strapped to his back impeding any movement significantly. He then takes a few step towards the edge of the room closest to him and the entry through which the party originally entered it, keeping his back to the wall and calling his familiar to him. He readies his hand crossbow and dagger and checks whether he can safely take a shot or swipe at one of the spheres, though he isn't even sure they would be harmed by this.
((If none of the others are in the way, Corryn will take a shot on one of the spheres (the closest one, if both are unobstructed).
Attack: 18 Damage: 4
Corryn, climbing to your feet unsteadily you move backward until the shield on your back thumps into one of the walls. Shuffling to your right slightly, you find an angle on the rapidly moving sphere engaged with Ragnor. Your bolt streaks through the air and almost connects but at the last moment, an unexpected jink of the orb sends the bolt shooting harmlessly past to ricochet harmlessly off a nearby wall.
Arcana check: 13
For Horrence:
Horrence, just a casual glance at the wildly spinning orb is enough to give your experienced eye several insights into how it operates. Though you have never even attempted to personally build something of such complexity and magical potency, you nevertheless have a grasp for the basic building block spells that went into its construction, albeit in significantly altered and enhanced form.
You detect altered elements of the following spells: alarm, sending, [Tooltip Not Found].
(sorry totally didn't realise we were waiting on me)
Ragnor casts Moonbeam on the closest orb thingy trying to position it in a way that makes it as hard as possible for other spinny one to charge at my allies (hard to know where everyone is right now so use your judgment for what that looks like)
Ragnor, you call upon your magic even as you reel back from the electrical attack of the orb pressing in on you. Nature, always seeking the most efficient path, pulls tendrils of moonlight directly from Fodd's glowing sword and at your direction drops a floor to ceiling pillar of searing light on the orb before you. The orb twitches and smokes in the light, entire sections of its outer-carapace melting away until it hovers, severely burned and lilting badly, still in the fight though perhaps only barely ((Constitution saving throw failed on a mighty 4, 15 points of radiant damage)).
Somehow able to sense the Moonbeam's danger, the orb attempts to float out of the searing light. Every inch it travels however sees more of its carapace burned away until, barely half a foot from escaping the beam, it collapses into a melted puddle of metal and broken arcs, the electricity around it sparking away to nothing ((Start of its turn, fails its constitution saving throw, 10 radiant damage which is enough to kill it)).
Mika, still in her armor of ice, looks wildly around the room hunting for the invisible orb. "I think I can find it!" she shouts, raising her hands and beginning to chant in an otherworldly tongue none of you speak ((I checked)). From beneath the sleeves of her robes, a swarm of tiny parasitic insects pour forth in a green shimmering cloud and spread out, dissipating throughout the room in a thin grid pattern, mere inches separating one buzzing bug from the next.
A heartbeat later, a group of them inches from Mika suddenly fall, electrocuted and she screams in shock as the previously invisible orb materializes in front of her, lightning flaring. The bolt strikes out at her, attempting to bore its way through her ice-armor which flows of its own volition from other parts of the body to harden in protective layers where the scourging bolt strikes. There's a dull eruption and Mika is pushed backward, her armor gone but her attacker momentarily repulsed by jagged shards of ice which largely fail to penetrate its armored exterior.
Fodd, Ella, Horrence, what do you do?
Fodd, hearing Mika scream, shakes his dazed and tries to surge to his knees heroically. Instead he clumsily, and with great effort, rights himself like an old tree magically brought to life and (if he has enough movement left) runs to place himself between Mika and the orb. Raising his shield protectively in one hand he hurls a javelin at the orb with the other. (10 to hit for 7 piercing)
Fodd, clanking like a smithy in an earthquake you lumber over to Mika and attempt to interpose yourself between her and the orb menacing her. Unfortunately, even repulsed by her armor the orb remains too close to truly shepherd it out of her immediate range and so you're forced to settle for a flanking assault on its rapidly bobbing form. From near point blank range you cast your arm back and launch the javelin at it, but the orb easily evades the projectile which sails clear past it to clatter against the stone wall beyond.
Blinking twice to shake herself from where she'd been staring at Ragnor's manipulation of her moonlight, Ella continues muttering her same prayer, aiming for the smallest orb (Con Save 13 or 6 radiant damage).
Ella, as your vision clears you step slightly to the left to get a clear line of sight on the rapidly spinning orblette, the blue light within which is growing steadier. You mouth words again in that largely forgotten Elvish tongue, a variation this time, geared to the searing beam of moonlight already in the room. "Moon's glow on cloudless night, illuminating every corner and silhouetting the wolf as it stalks," you evoke, while making a slicing motion with two fingers from Ragnor's column of moonlight and toward the smaller orb.
The sphere is moving almost too fast to see, but you do not allow that to deter you, shaping the burst of searing light into a cone large enough to be inescapable at any part of its orbit ((constitution save of 6, fail)). Smoke begins to rise from the orb as its outside shell is seared, lightning flickering spasmodically but the blue light within its orbit remaining undiminished.
Horrence, momentarily slowed by his wonder at the intricacies of the magic in the orb [Sorry for being slow guys- been busy!!], comes to his senses and splutters "Umm... I have a rather funny feeling these things may be transmitting our location to someone. If we could be so good as to get a move on..."
With that he takes out his crossbow and fires off a shot at the smaller (still floating) orb. 24 to hit for 9 piercing damaged, followed immediately by a volley from the force ballista turret alongside him 10 to hit, 7 for bludgeoning damage.
With the attacks launched, Horrence will move, hugging the wall, towards the mural on the wall (as far as he can with movement), while his slips the other way and moves the opposite direction towards the entrance from which they original entered the chamber.
Horrence, you and your turret attempt an enfilade at the rapidly spinning orb but despite launching projectiles at it from both sides you are frustrated by its rapid movement and small size. Your bolt and the ballista's projectile come close to colliding in the air as both whistle past the orb and clang harmlessly off the stone floor.
Sidestepping as you reload, you move along the wall until you reach the collapsed mural, noting with relief no new surprises appear to await you behind it where only a descending and unlit corridor plunges into the darkness.
Having evaded your missiles, the little orb picks up in speed and the flickering blue light within it gradually settles into a steady glow. From within that circle of light, unfolding upward like a pop-up book arises the foot-high visage of a helmeted figure's head and shoulders. The image is unsteady, flickering in and out of focus and seeming to melt apart every third heartbeat or so. It wears the distinct black uniform of the Siege Ministry, but trimmed in gold instead of silver. Two large, red rubies glitter in the eyesockets of its helm, obscuring the eyes within and giving the helmet a daemonic, intimidating visage.
A voice emanated from the projection, surprisingly clear given its clearly only partially connected state. Gender is impossible to determine, the voice high and androgynous even as it speaks in a lazy, bored cadence but with the perfect diction and rolling vowels Ella, you recognize as the hallmark of the upper classes.
Corryn (and familiar), Ragnor, what do you do?
Corryn kneels down in the corner and takes aim at the orb that is still attacking the party. His familiar remains with him.
Attack: 10 Damage: 9