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Serit's Group
Unless Rohdin rolls a nat1 for stealth, Serit, Moxo and Rohdin get a short rest without incident.
Nasaar, Gara, Jardor
Seeing the dodging heavily armored tortle engulfed with magic, the guards hold back and keep in cover, waiting. The beasts aren't so smart. The giant rat tries to attack Gara
Attack: 5 Damage: 4
Nasaar's turn, do you want to go shoot the rat, or ignore it and move further out and try find a guard you can shoot at?
Rohdin excuses herself from the group as she meditates for a moment. At the same time recollecting herself and preparing for the combat that likely lay ahead.
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Once it seems that the group had rested enough, or at least Serit had, he stands and recasts False Life (5) on himself. That done he turns to his two new companions, "I don't know either of you, you don't know me. We face a number of problems outside this room. I am Serit, I am a warrior with...magical talents. My strongest arm is injured but I could make do using the spear unless either of you would make a better choice. Speak up and tell your capabilities."
"Moxo!" Moxo shouted out, shocked. "Me.Moxo.That'sMyNameIMean.IAmMoxo.Sure,Sure,TakeTheSpear!IPreferChuckingThingsAtThings.FromADistance!" Moxo backs up as if to demonstrate the whole concept of distance as he loads a stone into his sling. (Just in case.)
"Rohdin. Cleric of protection for my clan. I prefer heavier weapons of a hammer or the like, so please take the spear." Rohdin spoke as she stood up, finished with the short meditation session. Where she then watched them both closely. This would be an uphill battle she figured. "Well I am glad we will put aside our differences as we can only escape together. Agreed?"
I tell Nasar and Jardor to take cover and i shout out Serits name. Once they behind cover, i start to get close to a door and open it to look for Serit. Keeping dodgeing.
Seeing Rohdin eye the the room Serit assumes the woman is looking for a weapon. "If you want, I can try and rip off one of those bars. Maybe you can help brace the cage so we can get it done easier." He walks over to his original cage, knowing that he may have been weakening it earlier.
"Yes, I would see the usefulness of that. Please do so." Rohdin follows him to the cage, attempting to provide assistance to Serit. Using the leverage on the other side to help make it easier for Serit to pull it free. "On the count of three go. One. Two. Three." (I will be providing the help action to provide advantage by leverage on the bar.)
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Serit growls in defeat as the bars do not seem to budge a little let alone enough to wiggle one free. He turns to his jail mates, "It appears this will not be happening. Sorry friends, however seeing as I look more physically advanced then eithe rof you, Rohdin, do take the spear. My paws will serve me just as well in the upcoming battle. Now, let us see about breaking out of this horrid place." He hands out the spear and then slowly moves to the door, listening to for anything on the other side.
Serit's Group
Unless Rohdin rolls a nat1 for stealth, Serit, Moxo and Rohdin get a short rest without incident.
Nasaar, Gara, Jardor
Seeing the dodging heavily armored tortle engulfed with magic, the guards hold back and keep in cover, waiting. The beasts aren't so smart. The giant rat tries to attack Gara
Nasaar's turn, do you want to go shoot the rat, or ignore it and move further out and try find a guard you can shoot at?
guess the rat then.
Giant rat's dead. Jardor holds too. Next round.
Edit. Forgot small rat swarm. It in vanishes into smaller fissures in the wall and is out of sight.
"If you are so afrait of one small reptile, you should better drip your weapons and give up. We are only here to collect our friend."
Dodge action and if all rats are dead i take one step further into the room, to allow Nassar and Jador easier acces.
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]The guards do not respond and still do not engage the dodging magically enhanced armored Tortle.
Stealth: 16
Heals: 3
Rohdin excuses herself from the group as she meditates for a moment. At the same time recollecting herself and preparing for the combat that likely lay ahead.
Once it seems that the group had rested enough, or at least Serit had, he stands and recasts False Life (5) on himself. That done he turns to his two new companions, "I don't know either of you, you don't know me. We face a number of problems outside this room. I am Serit, I am a warrior with...magical talents. My strongest arm is injured but I could make do using the spear unless either of you would make a better choice. Speak up and tell your capabilities."
"Moxo!" Moxo shouted out, shocked. "Me.Moxo.That'sMyNameIMean.IAmMoxo.Sure,Sure,TakeTheSpear!IPreferChuckingThingsAtThings.FromADistance!" Moxo backs up as if to demonstrate the whole concept of distance as he loads a stone into his sling. (Just in case.)
"Rohdin. Cleric of protection for my clan. I prefer heavier weapons of a hammer or the like, so please take the spear." Rohdin spoke as she stood up, finished with the short meditation session. Where she then watched them both closely. This would be an uphill battle she figured. "Well I am glad we will put aside our differences as we can only escape together. Agreed?"
Nasaar Readies an action to fire on any that come into view from his position behind the tortle.
The standoff continues. Enemies wait, Jardor also holds. A few more small rats more run into small paasages in the walls.
I tell Nasar and Jardor to take cover and i shout out Serits name. Once they behind cover, i start to get close to a door and open it to look for Serit. Keeping dodgeing.
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]Seeing Rohdin eye the the room Serit assumes the woman is looking for a weapon. "If you want, I can try and rip off one of those bars. Maybe you can help brace the cage so we can get it done easier." He walks over to his original cage, knowing that he may have been weakening it earlier.
"Yes, I would see the usefulness of that. Please do so." Rohdin follows him to the cage, attempting to provide assistance to Serit. Using the leverage on the other side to help make it easier for Serit to pull it free. "On the count of three go. One. Two. Three." (I will be providing the help action to provide advantage by leverage on the bar.)
Serit rips at the bars to break one free.
Strength with advantage: 15
"RipOffItsLegsAndKickThemWithHisFeet," Moxo suggests, pointing at their former captor. "NobodyWantsAFriendsToeInTheirEye,SpeciallyIfTheFriendDead!"
The cage does not bulge an inch. You are almost sure you hear a barely audible faint laugh.
Serit growls in defeat as the bars do not seem to budge a little let alone enough to wiggle one free. He turns to his jail mates, "It appears this will not be happening. Sorry friends, however seeing as I look more physically advanced then eithe rof you, Rohdin, do take the spear. My paws will serve me just as well in the upcoming battle. Now, let us see about breaking out of this horrid place." He hands out the spear and then slowly moves to the door, listening to for anything on the other side.
Stealth: 22
Perception: 10
Serit and friends:
Nothing new has happened. The creatures continue sorting through scrap, and they are unaware of your presence.
Gara, Nasaar
It's your turn. So far the enemies have ignored Gara, and Nasaar is out of their line of fire.
Like i wrote earlier, i shout Serits name and look if there is a door that i can open easily while keep dodging.
Attack: [roll]3d20dl2+6[/roll] Damage: [roll](if([roll:-1:critical], =0, 1d8, 2{1d8}.expand()))+4[/roll] Sneakattack: [roll](if([roll:-2:critical], =0, 2d6, 2{2d6}.expand()))[/roll]