Ander observed the scene, still not entirely sure what was happening. As a rush of people rushed the beast, he considered joining in, but primal instinct took a back seat to fear and concern for the civilians.
"Get to cover!" He shouted to the civilians that fell from the train with him. He ran to the side toward a nearby building, ushering the people to cover. He lifted his hand to a strand of leather around his neck and grabbed a silver eagle's head, focusing his energy and casting Mage Armor. A shimmering field surrounded his body. It glowed for a moment before fading slightly.
The creature roars, and then slashes with both of its greatsword like blades, swings one each at Butorega and Thuggington. However, bright yellowish light flares up, shielding Butorega and Thuggington from the monster's onslaught.
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After delivering the creature a blow the beast moved to strike back with its own weapon. however the attack was foiled by the magic of the Cities Guardians. Butorega would never complain about his adventures taxes ever again. They were sure paying off. Still the beast was far from dead. As long as it was alive the creature would prove to be a continued threat to everyone around, including the bold half elf.
"Alright we can do this", spoke Butorega to himself as he squashed his growing fears. The creatures last would be attack seemed to have potential to be deadly. However fear was even more deadly. Placing both hands on his battle axe Butorega charged in again ready to deal damage with his trusty battle axe.
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Night jumps back as the beast begins swinging wildly. "Luckily I wasn't hit by that monstrosity." Night thinks to himself. He runs back to get some space between them. *Dren get close to the beast* The raven dives hard and flies next to the beast's head. Night throws his sword down and begins to cast a spell. His hand glow a bright white, but nothing come out him, instead a light bolt flies from the mouth of the raven.
Shocking Grasp: 21
Damge if it: 2 The target also can not make reactions until its next turn.
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With quick and calculated movements, the Sentinels begin to move around, two keeping Sanctuary while the other pulls out a crossbow and fires it, before mutter a word, and a faint shield-like symbol (Shield of Faith) hovers around Thuggington.
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Ander steps around the corner of the building he is using for cover. He touches the Eagle necklace with his left hand and reaches out with his right hand. He mutters under his breath and an arc of lightning shoot from his hand toward the creature as he casts Witch Bolt
The attack seems to miss the creature, unfazed, it makes an attack on Butorega, who manages to avoid the large blade, while Thuggington is hit for 4 piercing damage.
Butotrega charges forward with his axe at the ready. With both hands on his weapon he swings towards the beast. Unfortunately the flames from its weapon hazzes his view. The attack comes up short leaving the monster unfazed. In the moment of his attack the protective light that had shielded him before had vanished. The creature now seemed ready to lunch a assault on the fearsome fighter. However the sentry, ever vigilant, had recasted his spell. The flow of magic once again protected the half elf from the would be fearsome blow. However the magic was unable to shield the big fellow and he ended up taking a blow from the beast.
"Damn it", shouted Butorega as he grit his teeth. The creature was proving to be a fearsome fore. If he had nailed his blow then maybe, .., there was no point. No point in thinking on the past mistakes when there was still a battle before him. Butorega brandished his axe and prepared himself for a attack again.
The sentinels focus their efforts on now attacking the Formul, firing several crossbows they have. Attacking with 15, 12, 5, the sentinel's dealing 12, 8, 11 piercing damage; respectively.
Ander, you are up.
[Messed up heavy crossbow damage, fixed that now.]
The monster with a final heave, is swarmed by the energy of witch bolt, falls down to the ground, greatsword like blades clattering on the ground. As it grows quiet, the sentinels begin to create a perimeter and keep pedestrians back.
In what seemed like a frenzy of attacks and counter attacks the heroes began to truly wail on the beast. Butorega pushed himself to fight harder, the guards fired there bolts, and the mage shot his magic. The creature, which seemed invincible beforehand fell to its knees and crumbled from the assault.
"What that is it", shouted Butorega as he stared at the corpse of the beast. He expected more out of it, to be honest. Though he was glad that the beast was dead. Still, with it going down without laying a single finger on him. Well to be honest he was very lucky. The guards were the result of that. Still Butorega had to wonder where it came from? ?Why had it attacked them, and if any part of the beast was valuable?
"Hey sentinels thanks for the back up", shouted Butorega as he moved closer to the monster. The warrior had it in his mind to try and take one of the beast swords., however Butorega was forced to a stop when his mind thought back onto the battle. He owed thanks to another that he needed to give out first before he tried to slink away with spoils. Walking up to the Bugbear Butorega extended his hand. "
Hey good work back there man,. It seemed like me and you were the only ones who had a mind to get there hands dirty. Oh I almost forgot my name is Butorega."
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Night sighs as he was definitely ready for this battle to be over. *Dren return to me* A raven soars from above and lands on Nights's shoulder. "What a drag." Night walks towards the slain beast and over hears the conversation between the fighters. "Just them getting dirty? I guess that failed to see myself in the fray as well. Oh well, it matters not. I must find out what that monstrosity is." Night walks over to the beast and inspects it and it's belongings.
Perception: 3
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I move to a good vantage point, cast hunter's mark on the monster, and shoot it.
OOC: 25 to hit, 11 damage.
"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both" -- allegedly Benjamin Franklin
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The monster growls as the arrow hits and buries itself into its skin.
The sentinels each cast Sanctuary, two targeting Butorega and Thuggington, one targeting a civilian.
Ander observed the scene, still not entirely sure what was happening. As a rush of people rushed the beast, he considered joining in, but primal instinct took a back seat to fear and concern for the civilians.
"Get to cover!" He shouted to the civilians that fell from the train with him. He ran to the side toward a nearby building, ushering the people to cover. He lifted his hand to a strand of leather around his neck and grabbed a silver eagle's head, focusing his energy and casting Mage Armor. A shimmering field surrounded his body. It glowed for a moment before fading slightly.
The creature roars, and then slashes with both of its greatsword like blades, swings one each at Butorega and Thuggington. However, bright yellowish light flares up, shielding Butorega and Thuggington from the monster's onslaught.
BUTOREGA is UP!
After delivering the creature a blow the beast moved to strike back with its own weapon. however the attack was foiled by the magic of the Cities Guardians. Butorega would never complain about his adventures taxes ever again. They were sure paying off. Still the beast was far from dead. As long as it was alive the creature would prove to be a continued threat to everyone around, including the bold half elf.
"Alright we can do this", spoke Butorega to himself as he squashed his growing fears. The creatures last would be attack seemed to have potential to be deadly. However fear was even more deadly. Placing both hands on his battle axe Butorega charged in again ready to deal damage with his trusty battle axe.
Attack Roll
9
Night jumps back as the beast begins swinging wildly. "Luckily I wasn't hit by that monstrosity." Night thinks to himself. He runs back to get some space between them. *Dren get close to the beast* The raven dives hard and flies next to the beast's head. Night throws his sword down and begins to cast a spell. His hand glow a bright white, but nothing come out him, instead a light bolt flies from the mouth of the raven.
Shocking Grasp: 21
Damge if it: 2 The target also can not make reactions until its next turn.
I try to shoot it again, but my arrow bounces off its hide.
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With quick and calculated movements, the Sentinels begin to move around, two keeping Sanctuary while the other pulls out a crossbow and fires it, before mutter a word, and a faint shield-like symbol (Shield of Faith) hovers around Thuggington.
Crossbow Attack: 15
Crossbow Damage: 11
Ander steps around the corner of the building he is using for cover. He touches the Eagle necklace with his left hand and reaches out with his right hand. He mutters under his breath and an arc of lightning shoot from his hand toward the creature as he casts Witch Bolt
Spell Attack: 9
Damage if hit: 2
The attack seems to miss the creature, unfazed, it makes an attack on Butorega, who manages to avoid the large blade, while Thuggington is hit for 4 piercing damage.
Butorega is up.
Butotrega charges forward with his axe at the ready. With both hands on his weapon he swings towards the beast. Unfortunately the flames from its weapon hazzes his view. The attack comes up short leaving the monster unfazed. In the moment of his attack the protective light that had shielded him before had vanished. The creature now seemed ready to lunch a assault on the fearsome fighter. However the sentry, ever vigilant, had recasted his spell. The flow of magic once again protected the half elf from the would be fearsome blow. However the magic was unable to shield the big fellow and he ended up taking a blow from the beast.
"Damn it", shouted Butorega as he grit his teeth. The creature was proving to be a fearsome fore. If he had nailed his blow then maybe, .., there was no point. No point in thinking on the past mistakes when there was still a battle before him. Butorega brandished his axe and prepared himself for a attack again.
6
"Damn it", shouted Butorega as he began to push himself. He needed to land a attack on this beast!
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100
Attack Roll
6
Damage Roll
10
"Curses, nothing is working!" Night pulls out his bow and lines up a shot. Here goes nothing!
Longbow Attack: 13
Damage:5
I shoot the creature, but my arrow bounces off its hide. Quite fed up with that, I shoot it again, dealing 13 damage.
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The sentinels focus their efforts on now attacking the Formul, firing several crossbows they have. Attacking with 15, 12, 5, the sentinel's dealing 12, 8, 11 piercing damage; respectively.
Ander, you are up.
[Messed up heavy crossbow damage, fixed that now.]
Ander ducks back behind the building, back to the wall as he catches his breath and tries to calm down.
"Come on, you can do this!"
He spins back around the corner and stretches his hand out again as electricity arcs from his hand toward the creature as he casts Witch Bolt.
25
Damage: 5
The monster with a final heave, is swarmed by the energy of witch bolt, falls down to the ground, greatsword like blades clattering on the ground. As it grows quiet, the sentinels begin to create a perimeter and keep pedestrians back.
In what seemed like a frenzy of attacks and counter attacks the heroes began to truly wail on the beast. Butorega pushed himself to fight harder, the guards fired there bolts, and the mage shot his magic. The creature, which seemed invincible beforehand fell to its knees and crumbled from the assault.
"What that is it", shouted Butorega as he stared at the corpse of the beast. He expected more out of it, to be honest. Though he was glad that the beast was dead. Still, with it going down without laying a single finger on him. Well to be honest he was very lucky. The guards were the result of that. Still Butorega had to wonder where it came from? ?Why had it attacked them, and if any part of the beast was valuable?
"Hey sentinels thanks for the back up", shouted Butorega as he moved closer to the monster. The warrior had it in his mind to try and take one of the beast swords., however Butorega was forced to a stop when his mind thought back onto the battle. He owed thanks to another that he needed to give out first before he tried to slink away with spoils. Walking up to the Bugbear Butorega extended his hand. "
Hey good work back there man,. It seemed like me and you were the only ones who had a mind to get there hands dirty. Oh I almost forgot my name is Butorega."
Night sighs as he was definitely ready for this battle to be over. *Dren return to me* A raven soars from above and lands on Nights's shoulder. "What a drag." Night walks towards the slain beast and over hears the conversation between the fighters. "Just them getting dirty? I guess that failed to see myself in the fray as well. Oh well, it matters not. I must find out what that monstrosity is." Night walks over to the beast and inspects it and it's belongings.
Perception: 3