Wolves (as a group) 3 hits on Wilson: 22 physical damage STR Save DC 11 (disadvantage) or be prone.
Round 1 (End)
Summary: The wolves seem to be built and form out of the dirt. Wilson, faster than anyone expected, quickly draws a blade and swings. Striking into the forming core of a wolf (#1 - +3 dmg) before taking another quick slash; only to have the steel bounce off of stone. Tarak notices the land shark beginning to charge and likely dig back into the ground in order to ambush it's prey. He steps forward, blade swinging down at the monster in mid charge. The steel of his sword striking straight down the dorsal line of the beast, cleaving it in two halfs.
Morgan cuts the strings of gravity around them, and begins to float into the air as the battle begins. Lafetha, originally going to vine whip the slightly injured wood and stone wolf - striking it and pulling it away from Wilson (#1 - +4 dmg)
The wolves lunge at Wilson in a coordinated attack. Each of them moving and leaping. Of the 7 that still surround him, only three manage to land a blow (22 dmg total), attempting to pin him to the ground with their bite. One of the still circling wolves vanishes into a puff of smoke. Abigail having come from behind and driving her blade through the creature; it turning back into dust, rocks, and wood.
Round 2 (Begin)
Situation: Wilson is surrounded by 6 wolves. Abigail is nearby, behind most of the wolves, but her presence is certainly known. Lafetha is about 20 feet away from them, a single wolf staring her down. Morgan is roughly 30 feet away from Wilson, floating in the air. Tarak is about 40 feet from Wilson, next to the corpse of the landshark.
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Str Save 7
Screeching as fangs bite into feathers and drag him down Wilson spreads his wings swiftly buying himself the space to stand before whirling out with his blade again.
Attack: 21 Damage: 9
Attack: 21 Damage: 3
Panting with blood streaming through his white feathers Wilson grits his teeth and shuts out the pain.
After his mighty blow cleaves the shark in half Tarak quickly wipes the blood off his sword and then turns to the mass of wolves. He moves forward 15 feet and draws out his pipes and begins to play a melody that seems to build and swirl moving out slipping past the party members and focusing on the wolves. Wis Save DC 15 or be frightened.
Summary: Wilson screeches, blades flashing through the air once more. The first slashing one of the wolves; it collapsing into dust and a simple pile. The second blade striking another, leaving it looking distraught. Two arcane beams streak through the air, blasting two wolves behind Wilson into dust from the floating Morgan.
Tarak takes a moment to pull out a very... interesting instrument. It's eerie chant blowing through the trees and air. The wolves glance over at him, each with a bit of a worried look in their unnatural face.
As Lafetha's vines spear the wolf before her back into dust, the remaining four wolves break out. Two moving to lunge at Abigail, but fail to land a direct blow. The two on Wilson seem to have a taste for bird... each managing to grab and tear at his feathers (16 dmg, 8 each).
The encircled Abigail makes a motion to bolt, causing a wolf to expose it's flank. She quickly impales the beast, it too returning to the earth and dust.
Round 3 (Begin)
Situation: Abigail is squaring off against a single lone wolf, while two still keep around Wilson. Morgan is in the air, blade at the ready and arcane energies still flickering from their eldritch blast.
Lafetha finds herself 20 feet to the nearest wolf, while Tarak is about 25ish feet away from the nearest wolf.
The remaining wolves dissolve. Blades flashing through their bodies as they return to the earth. Small piles of dust, bits of wood and rocks that made them seeming to get swept up in a breeze and leave little in their wake.
The land shark lays there cleaved in two; a pile of gore and guts spilled about. Other more distant sounds now echo through the grove; something large moving around.... but still seeming to be far away.
Once the last wolf crumbles Tarak looks to Wilson. “Are you ok? Once you get healed we should move on we may have drawn attention we don’t want. I think we should peak into the area (5) just to clear it and then move down deeper into the grove (2).”
Abigail agrees that they should not say where they are.
"Just give me a minute head start, and I will scout out the area ahead. We do not want to go into the fire, just to get out of a pan... or however those domestic types turn the phrase."
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Spitting a glob of blood on the dirt Wilson growls "I'm Fine" He pulls a glass jar of slimy liquid from under his cloak swiftly drinking it before tucking the vial away again.
(Greater Healing potion) Heal 11
Shaking his head at the vile taste he points at area 2
"I want to go that way but whatever," He waves at C, "Didn't seem to be anything there."
He grabs so of the mud near the waters edge smearing it over his closing wounds as a makeshift poultice thinks for a moment and smears more across some of his brighter feathers before preparing to move to Area 5
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Morgan sighs, "We already paid the price of the room, we should see if there is a reward, I guess." investigation14 ((if it was supposed to be perception then it's dirty 20))
Wilson and Abigail move into and through the untrapped entryway to the plant nursery. The trees here are a mix of mid-aged, and trees that have reached the youngest phase of being able to be harvested. They look into a few bins and barrels, only finding some fertilizer and more urine soaked plants that could be burned to keep off the bugs. Overall, there is nothing of note except another passageway. Glancing down it, plants of wood and dirt seem to guide towards a few other exits of the grove; likely more spots to carry away wood or come into the grove itself.
Lafetha, Tarak, and Morgan - as you wait the five... ten minutes for the other to return you eventually hear a booming voice carried through the woods. Lafetha recognizes it as Druidic... some kind of spell...
In Druidic
I call upon you, oh fallen earth, to heed my call. Bring forth your power and defenders to I, a servant to your ways. Bind to me, a forgotten force, locked away to my will. So I may continue to serve.
There's a crack of thunder that rings out, Morgan, Tarak, and Lafetha suddenly finding themselves caught in a gale force wind. Dust. Water. Debris. All of it being flung at them in a fury. The wind howling as something is coming...
Abigail and Wilson hear the crack of thunder, looking back to ((area 8)).... and see the sudden barrage of a windstorm...
Morgan sighs, "We already paid the price of the room, we should see if there is a reward, I guess." investigation16 ((if it was supposed to be perception then it's dirty 20))
There is nothing of note in the area, outside tools for the mill and small scale supplies for the work they do here.
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When Morgan hears an unknown person start to cast a spell they say " this is either a Bad ambush or bad manners, either way!" Counterspell ((if spell over 3rd 5)) "Come on out, Rude! Whoever you are! Probably the The feudal lord of Rude Town!"
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Morgan quickly attempts to counter the magic in the air... but the winds only continue... the dirt, water and debris swirling around. Another what feels like minute goes by before the torrent of gale force winds slam into each other.
Floating in the air is a living tornado. Caught up debris making up a face of some kind; before letting out a howl of air that blows parts of the lumber mill away.
Situation: Wilson and Abigail are over in another section, only able to look back and see the wind form into a living tornado. Each of them roughly 70 feet away from it. Tarak, Lafetha, and Morgan are roughly 25 feet from the 15 foot tall column of air.
Wolves (as a group)
3 hits on Wilson: 22 physical damage
STR Save DC 11 (disadvantage) or be prone.
Round 1 (End)
Summary: The wolves seem to be built and form out of the dirt. Wilson, faster than anyone expected, quickly draws a blade and swings. Striking into the forming core of a wolf (#1 - +3 dmg) before taking another quick slash; only to have the steel bounce off of stone. Tarak notices the land shark beginning to charge and likely dig back into the ground in order to ambush it's prey. He steps forward, blade swinging down at the monster in mid charge. The steel of his sword striking straight down the dorsal line of the beast, cleaving it in two halfs.
Morgan cuts the strings of gravity around them, and begins to float into the air as the battle begins. Lafetha, originally going to vine whip the slightly injured wood and stone wolf - striking it and pulling it away from Wilson (#1 - +4 dmg)
The wolves lunge at Wilson in a coordinated attack. Each of them moving and leaping. Of the 7 that still surround him, only three manage to land a blow (22 dmg total), attempting to pin him to the ground with their bite. One of the still circling wolves vanishes into a puff of smoke. Abigail having come from behind and driving her blade through the creature; it turning back into dust, rocks, and wood.
Round 2 (Begin)
Situation: Wilson is surrounded by 6 wolves. Abigail is nearby, behind most of the wolves, but her presence is certainly known. Lafetha is about 20 feet away from them, a single wolf staring her down. Morgan is roughly 30 feet away from Wilson, floating in the air. Tarak is about 40 feet from Wilson, next to the corpse of the landshark.
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Str Save 7
Screeching as fangs bite into feathers and drag him down Wilson spreads his wings swiftly buying himself the space to stand before whirling out with his blade again.
Attack: 21 Damage: 9
Attack: 21 Damage: 3
Panting with blood streaming through his white feathers Wilson grits his teeth and shuts out the pain.
Bonus action Second wind 15
If Abigail takes 20+ damage:
Abigail, feeling overwhelmed, raises her shield and breaths - trying to get back into the fight (Dodge Action, Second Wind: 8)
Otherwise:
Abigail weaves and lunges in an attempt to keep the wolves off guard, finally going in for a strike.
Tabaxi Long Sword with Feinting Attack: Attack: 25 Damage: 13
Morgan shouts "Wilson! get out of there! WILSON!" eldritch blast Attack: 18 Damage: 12 Attack: 9 Damage: 6 ((on a wolf, not Wilson)).
After his mighty blow cleaves the shark in half Tarak quickly wipes the blood off his sword and then turns to the mass of wolves. He moves forward 15 feet and draws out his pipes and begins to play a melody that seems to build and swirl moving out slipping past the party members and focusing on the wolves. Wis Save DC 15 or be frightened.
Lafetha uses thorn whip on the wolf that is staring her down
attack 13
damage 5
Wolves save v Fear on Tarak (15)
8
6
3
15
Wolves fighting Abigail:
Attack: 19 Damage: 6
Attack: 18 Damage: 4
Wolves fighting Wilson:
Attack: 22 Damage: 9
Attack: 20 Damage: 6
Round 2 (End)
Summary: Wilson screeches, blades flashing through the air once more. The first slashing one of the wolves; it collapsing into dust and a simple pile. The second blade striking another, leaving it looking distraught. Two arcane beams streak through the air, blasting two wolves behind Wilson into dust from the floating Morgan.
Tarak takes a moment to pull out a very... interesting instrument. It's eerie chant blowing through the trees and air. The wolves glance over at him, each with a bit of a worried look in their unnatural face.
As Lafetha's vines spear the wolf before her back into dust, the remaining four wolves break out. Two moving to lunge at Abigail, but fail to land a direct blow. The two on Wilson seem to have a taste for bird... each managing to grab and tear at his feathers (16 dmg, 8 each).
The encircled Abigail makes a motion to bolt, causing a wolf to expose it's flank. She quickly impales the beast, it too returning to the earth and dust.
Round 3 (Begin)
Situation: Abigail is squaring off against a single lone wolf, while two still keep around Wilson. Morgan is in the air, blade at the ready and arcane energies still flickering from their eldritch blast.
Lafetha finds herself 20 feet to the nearest wolf, while Tarak is about 25ish feet away from the nearest wolf.
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Tarak moves to the wolves attacking Wilson and attacks.
Attack 14 Damage 8
Extra Attack 11 Damage 10
Wrathful Smite if 1st hits 2
Wrathful smite if 2nd hits 1
if the creature attacks anyone but Tarak attack of opportunity 7 damage 6 Wrathful Smite if hits 5
Abigail, seeing Wilson stab the one in front of him, loosens up a bit, whirling around to stab at the wolf in front of her.
Tabaxi Long Sword: Attack: 23 Damage: 13
Attack: 9 Damage: 9
Attack: 22 Damage: 1
Wilson attempts to finisb off the wolves.
(Combat ends)
The remaining wolves dissolve. Blades flashing through their bodies as they return to the earth. Small piles of dust, bits of wood and rocks that made them seeming to get swept up in a breeze and leave little in their wake.
The land shark lays there cleaved in two; a pile of gore and guts spilled about. Other more distant sounds now echo through the grove; something large moving around.... but still seeming to be far away.
What do you do?
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Once the last wolf crumbles Tarak looks to Wilson. “Are you ok? Once you get healed we should move on we may have drawn attention we don’t want. I think we should peak into the area (5) just to clear it and then move down deeper into the grove (2).”
Abigail agrees that they should not say where they are.
"Just give me a minute head start, and I will scout out the area ahead. We do not want to go into the fire, just to get out of a pan... or however those domestic types turn the phrase."
Abigail scouts out (Area 5)
Stealth: 14
Perception/Investigation: 3 +5/+7
Spitting a glob of blood on the dirt Wilson growls "I'm Fine" He pulls a glass jar of slimy liquid from under his cloak swiftly drinking it before tucking the vial away again.
(Greater Healing potion) Heal 11
Shaking his head at the vile taste he points at area 2
"I want to go that way but whatever," He waves at C, "Didn't seem to be anything there."
He grabs so of the mud near the waters edge smearing it over his closing wounds as a makeshift poultice thinks for a moment and smears more across some of his brighter feathers before preparing to move to Area 5
Stealth ((is possible)) 13
Perception ((on area 5)) 22
Morgan sighs, "We already paid the price of the room, we should see if there is a reward, I guess." investigation 14 ((if it was supposed to be perception then it's dirty 20))
((Area 5))
Wilson and Abigail move into and through the untrapped entryway to the plant nursery. The trees here are a mix of mid-aged, and trees that have reached the youngest phase of being able to be harvested. They look into a few bins and barrels, only finding some fertilizer and more urine soaked plants that could be burned to keep off the bugs. Overall, there is nothing of note except another passageway. Glancing down it, plants of wood and dirt seem to guide towards a few other exits of the grove; likely more spots to carry away wood or come into the grove itself.
Lafetha, Tarak, and Morgan - as you wait the five... ten minutes for the other to return you eventually hear a booming voice carried through the woods. Lafetha recognizes it as Druidic... some kind of spell...
In Druidic
I call upon you, oh fallen earth, to heed my call. Bring forth your power and defenders to I, a servant to your ways. Bind to me, a forgotten force, locked away to my will. So I may continue to serve.
There's a crack of thunder that rings out, Morgan, Tarak, and Lafetha suddenly finding themselves caught in a gale force wind. Dust. Water. Debris. All of it being flung at them in a fury. The wind howling as something is coming...
Abigail and Wilson hear the crack of thunder, looking back to ((area 8)).... and see the sudden barrage of a windstorm...
What do you do?
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There is nothing of note in the area, outside tools for the mill and small scale supplies for the work they do here.
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When Morgan hears an unknown person start to cast a spell they say " this is either a Bad ambush or bad manners, either way!" Counterspell ((if spell over 3rd 5)) "Come on out, Rude! Whoever you are! Probably the The feudal lord of Rude Town!"
Morgan quickly attempts to counter the magic in the air... but the winds only continue... the dirt, water and debris swirling around. Another what feels like minute goes by before the torrent of gale force winds slam into each other.
Floating in the air is a living tornado. Caught up debris making up a face of some kind; before letting out a howl of air that blows parts of the lumber mill away.
Again, you find yourselves in initiative...
Tornado: 19
Lafetha: 17
Abigail:
Wilson: 27
Morgan: 18
Tarak: 8
Round 1 (Begin)
Situation: Wilson and Abigail are over in another section, only able to look back and see the wind form into a living tornado. Each of them roughly 70 feet away from it.
Tarak, Lafetha, and Morgan are roughly 25 feet from the 15 foot tall column of air.
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initiative 15
Wilson backs up a step desperatly searching for the source of the voice or the wind.
Perception 12 ((if it was supposed to be investigation its -5))