The Exploits of Misfit Company

Bixby steps out of his crib still looking winded and a little wild-eyed, but functional enough to gauge the situations. Which may be why rather than attempting to blast the creature to kingdom come, he took out what appeared to be a yarn ball made of iron bands and yeeted it at the Dragon. "There will be no second." He said after, if it hits, and watches as it expands upon contact into a intricate web of iron restraints.

Though he's momentarily surprised seeing Stella a second after, Bixby quickly recovered and shout out a, "Finish him, Yvan! You have this!"

Action: Go Master Ball!
Attack: 25 Damage: 0. Target is Restrained. It or another creature as an Action can attempt to break free using Strength Check(DC 20).

Bonus Action: Bardic Inspiration(d6) to Yvan.

Kasha popped out of Jurassic form and frolicked over to Stella, then startled visibly upon seeing her. Obsidian sat down next to them, giving the squirrel an obtuse look.

"Oh my." she said, looking her Stella. "You don't look so smart anymore. Here. Maybe this'll help. Doctor?"

Doctor Nutsacks scuttled over. "Good heavens, it looks like she was a victim of some sort of cerebral assault."

He looked at Sassy for a brief moment.

"I'm ready! Lets try and fix her" he declared, and Kasha grabbed him, holding him like some sort of tool. "Not so HARD." he said, gasping for breath. "Sorry!" Kasha said. Dr. Nutsacks opened his mouth wide, and Kasha thrusted him into Stella's rear end, the doctor biting her hard. The sound effect of a duck quacking could be heard as he chomped.

Greater Restoration on Stella, if it'll fix her Intelligence drop. If not, it'll just be a silly cutscene and a huge waste of time.

Stella gets her intelligence back. And an interesting scar that she can explain whenever she goes on a date.

Yvan(21),Garathyr(20)(106),Obsidian(19),Bixby(17),Alys(15),Kasha(14),Hoodini(14),Stella(12),Vastra(7)

Vastra tosses a 5th level Fireball at Garathyr!

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Dex:12

Yvan(21),Garathyr(20)(65),Obsidian(19),Bixby(17),Alys(15),Kasha(14),Hoodini(14),Stella(12),Vastra(7)

Unsurprisingly, Alys stood there wide-eyed and stunned, for a few reasons. Heat would rise to her face making her pink in the cheeks.

Eventually refocusing, Alys would pull her eyes away to follow Vastra's lead and drop a 6th level Fireball on Garathyr.

Dex DC 16 for half: 37

Dex:17

Yvan(21),Garathyr(20)(47),Obsidian(19),Bixby(17),Alys(15),Kasha(14),Hoodini(14),Stella(12),Vastra(7)

Seeing Garathyr weakened the way he was, Yvan wastes no time in trying to end the fight once and for all!

Action 1 - Attack: 12 Damage: 27 +  5 Power 
Action 2 - Attack: 12 Damage: 30 + 1 of
Haste - Attack: 14 Damage: 22 + 6 Friendship! Part 2

Ugh please make bardic hit at least the Haste attack 3

Yvan(21),Garathyr(20)(47),Obsidian(19),Bixby(17),Alys(15),Kasha(14),Hoodini(14),Stella(12),Vastra(7)

Recharge:2

Garathyr will bite Yvan

Attack: 28 Damage: 11

And tail whip Stella

Attack: 25 Damage: 16

And claw Alys

Attack: 24 Damage: 22

Yvan(21),Garathyr(20)(47),Obsidian(19),Bixby(17),Alys(15),Kasha(14),Hoodini(14),Stella(12),Vastra(7)

Please for the love of God let this Sentinel hit: Attack: 15 Damage: 17 + 3

Bixby held his head for a moment, as much out of frustration over dragon as it was the increasing pain threatening to split his skull. "Enough." He stammered, as he stepped further out in the open, having gathered another warbling mass of distorted space and energy above the hand, and flung it just so.

Action: Cast (5th level)Chaos Bolt at dragon. Augmenting with Empowered Metamagic(1sp) to re-roll 2 1s and the 6 of the 1st segment.
Attack: 4+12 Damage: 14 of Thunder damage.
New rolls: 6.
Total Damage: 51.

Barely waiting for the beast to fall (assuming it does) and forgetting about her silent ghost mom, Alys would begin checking on the Misfits.

Out of the corner of her eye she had watched B hold his head during the battle. “Are you ok?” Alys would gently place a hand on B’s arm to check on him.

Cure wounds: 14 

Hoodini would crash land into Yvan’s furs before nuzzling his way into the side of the Goliath’s neck. The owl would begin glowing with Alys’ magic.

Cure wounds: 28 

"Welp." Dr. Nutsacks said. "My job here is done." he half waved and half saluted to Kasha and everyone else. 

"Bye!" Kasha squeaked, waving.

With a loud comical wheezing "PHHHH" sound effect, Dr. Nutsacks poofed from existence in a soft explosion of leaves. Obsidian looked up and gave Kasha a strange look. She caught it.

"What." she said. "He's a good doctor."

Obsidian's face went deadpan, like the spongebob pajama wearing kid's face in that meme.

She blinked. "I know he's a squirrel." 

Bixby's Chaos Bolt slams into Garathyr with the force of an anti-tank munition and kills him. Mialee's ghost is now standing before you in silence.

You also all level up to 12.

Bixby flinched away reflexively away at the contact, having not expected it by all appearance. The question had somewhat fallen on deaf ears, as... whatever Bixby truly was, lost himself for a moment staring at the dragon. But after a long pause and a brief glance in the direction of the "PHHHH" sound, he closes his eyes in a steadying breath. Though after which, his hand still slightly shook at the side until its opposite moves to still it.

"... No... But I do not matter right now." Bixby says tiredly after a grimace, and after a quick look around, he gestures over to Alys Mother. "She does... go to her, for you may not have much time." He states, and would move on towards the dragon without waiting for another word. From there, unless imposed upon further, he tried to focus solely upon figuring out the best means of carving it up for future expenses.

Try and fail, but try in any case to bury the voices until in a more quiet place to focus. In the meantime, the fingers would keep twitching and neck would need rolling at the odd interval.

I'm not sure if this is appropriate at the moment, but if so, here is what Kasha would do cinematically:

Kasha, after saying goodbye to Dr. Nutsacks, slowly approached the main group with Obsidian. Was that...Alys's mom? She looked to see Aly's expression with a bit of curiosity and wonder, and if she still stood there, took Alys by the hand and gave it a squeeze. If she looked at Kasha, she would smile confidently and nod to her, as if to silently say, go on. Go ahead. We're right behind you. She would even, if allowed while still holding her hand, take the first step with her if she didn't move, urging Alys along.

She would walk Alys towards her mom until she let go, and if she did, would walk back and rejoin the others if they were close by. She would look down to Obsidian and give him a wink.

The goliath would stand there in silence as the dragon finally falls to Bixby's spell. He would let his rage wear down prior to moving again, and by that time Hoodini had flew into his furs and made himself comfortable. A low chuckle emits from the back of his throat as he gives the familiar a scritch on the cheek, thanking him for the healing. His gaze goes from the dragon to where Alys had stood, fixing up Bixby prior to Kasha needing to refocus her on her mothers spirit. A worry wort at heart she was, but this wasn't about them right now. This was about her. He mentally thanked Kasha for stepping forward to help her gather the courage to approach her mom because knowing Alys... She would most likely need it. He watches the two with a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips prior to turning back to the now dead Garathyr.

He knew that Bixby most likely wanted to harvest it for its scales or something else it had that would prove useful to the company, so the goliath would be nearby had the changeling found a proper way of dissecting the beast and needed his assistance. Although he does notice the twitching of the others fingers, and eventually the head rolling, nothing would be said. If anything, he would inquire later. He didn't want to have side conversation while Alys spoke to her mother.

Alys would shift a little uncomfortably to B’s words prior to him gesturing towards her mother. Her blue eyes would fall to her feet. She wanted to check on Stella, Vastra and Kasha too... Even though deep down she knew they were okay. Alys was delaying the inevitable. Though, she knew she had to face it some time.

Feeling most eyes on her, Alys felt lost at what to do. It was as if she forgot how she normally stood, or even where she’d put her hands. She felt her hands begin to tremble in the silence. The elf just wanted to burry her face and hide from her reality. 

Alys would feel Kasha gently take her hand and squeeze it, a small exhale would leave her lips. Her head would turn to look at Kasha, eyes filled with a mix of fear and sorrow, pleading for solace. With her feet firmly planted into the ground, Alys would return Kasha’s grip two fold.

Even with Kasha’s sweet encouragement and gentle coaxing, Alys hesitated. Kasha would indeed have to walk Alys towards her mom. Admittedly, Alys felt almost like a child who needed to be escorted to someone to apologize for doing something bad. She just felt so small and overwhelmed having to face something she thought was buried long ago. And when Kasha would bring them to a stop, before her mother’s ghostly feet, Alys still wouldn’t look up. She’d feel Kasha’s grip releasing to take her leave, but Alys would squeeze abruptly, firmly and selfishly hold Kasha there with her for a moment longer. She didn’t want to be without her support. Alys didn’t want to do this alone... but she wasn’t. We’re right behind you. Kasha’s words would echo in her mind. She’d let go.

Alys would finally look up to face her mother who stood before them so patiently. The moment Kasha’s touch slipped from her hand, it was as if the dam gave way. Tears began to drip down her cheeks, eventually turning into streams. Alys would try to keep a strong stance with her chin held high, but the longer she’d stare at her mothers ghost before her, the harder it was to even breathe.

”Mom?” She’d squeak the obvious, followed by a soft sniffle and a pause. “I-i ran...” Alys’ eyes would waver a second before looking back to the ghost of Mialee. “I studied... I searched... I dedicated the beginning of my career to finding you...” Her voice would catch in her throat. “We searched and searched...” She’d sniffle some more. Alys was blinking through the tears, her pupils flickering between her baby blues and her clouded white. The wizard was using her divination flashing back to every memory, reliving those slivers in time. Every hardship, every struggle and loss along the way. “Clue after clue... ruin after ruin... Almost a decade of dead ends...” Her breath was picking up. “And then...” She’d pause. “I found you.” Alys’ eyes were white at this point, though they stared over Mialee’s ghost before her. “You were dead.” Alys would lift her hands and look at them, turning them over a couple times before looking back. “You were dead.” Alys would repeat before swallowing. “I dug and carried your bloody corpse out myself!” She’d say louder than she expected. The words would hang in the air.

Finally, Alys’ eyes would reveal the true horror of her emotions she’s buried deep within since her mother came to her in her dream. “I abandoned your soul.” Guilt washed over her and consumed her, kicking her into hyperventilation. “I. Abandoned. You.” Sobs would begin. For decades her mom could have been trapped in this skull and Alys was not even looking for her. She hadn’t even considered the possibility. For decades her mom was suffering. For decades... all alone...

“I’m sorry... I’m so sorry...” Alys would buckle under the weight of her guilt.

The kink in his neck was nonexistent. The fingers were his and his alone. These things Bixby knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, and yet logic and reason couldn't rid the nerves of impulse or feelings of discomfort. That fact alone irritated him more than the voices, and to the point of not even bothering to hide a look of mild disgust. By the time he notices the goliath standing nearby, Alys is well and truly into the meat of her... conversation? Confession? Both?

Regardless, enough is overheard to even give him pause to think over the first words to come to mind as he looked between Yvan and Alys. But only for that one moment. '... This will take some time to study... Leave me to it... As the one closest to Alys, you should be closer there...' He said without looking away from the corpse, forming the mental link to the goliath for what he hoped needed only be that brief passing of words. 

Mialee's ghost pats the top of your head and brings you into a tight hug that's as warm as it can be from a ghost. "You have nothing to apologize for, Alys. You couldn't have known."

Alys continued to sniffle and sob as quietly as she could, her breathing was sharp and quick. She’d try to take comfort in what solace a ghost version of her mom could give. The elf would let out a heavy sigh, trying to calm her shaking. “How...?” She’d finally ask. How did it happen?