Naroth grins as it seems all his companions are damaging the creature and he will continue to strike at the creature, he will also move his echo so that is is floating right above the creature.
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Toc reflexively casts a shield spell to protect himself from the Wyvern's blow, then goes on the offensive, swinging both of his swords at the creature.
Attack: 11 Damage: 10
Attack: 23 Damage: 5
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What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer? Class.
Slashes into the wyvern, after deflecting its attack. the first hit strikes true, while the second glances off the wyvern's scales.
germain
Continues to circle the dragon-like enemy, sending another blast at it. The wyvern nearly evades the blast this time, but Germain manages to land the strike. (AC is 13...)
Taviel
Breathes fire onto the wyvern again, angling so not to hit her allies. The wyvern creams in rage, but then falls to the ground, smoking and very dead.
(You can indeed cast a quickened spell while still using the dragon breath spell, you are not casting dragons breath after all, just using the ongoing spell.. Not needed this time, as the battle was over prior to the choas bolt being needed.)
Germain will wait for a moment to make sure its dead, then move forward to attempt to examine the corpse and attempt to harvest any useful alchemical ingredients.
Toc looks at the creature, standing of it the smoke issuing from the corpse. "Not a particularly bright creature. I wonder how it was driven to hunt us down. Whoever is doing this is...persistent and resourceful. Well, maybe not hunt us. Maybe just hunting Taviel." He smiles a nice smile at her.
"Hard to say," Taviel's smile was as sweet, "untamed wyverns know only hunger and would prefer some bigger prey than little old me". "If it is tamed, though... Hunt without a master? Would be strange."
She walked around the dead body accessing the specimen. "Amazing, is not it? So much meat, hide - everything! and yet so incredibly useless! They make good mounts and you would want one at hands for protection your town from other wyverns, but dead - even maggots would prefer something else".
Any signs that the wyvern is tamed? (A tag with master's address would be nice)
Germain moves in to look for good items to harvest, as Naroth starts hacking into it for meat. Taviel frowns at both, clearly thinking them foolish for thinking anything on it would be useful, but not stopping them.
The wyvern seems likely to have been hungry, and wild. There are no signs of it having been used as a mount.
Germain is able to get some wyvern scales, claws, and bones. If you want to try for Wyvern venom, please give me a poisoner's kit check, or a dex check if not prof in poisoner's kits.
Naroth is able to carve out large pieces of meat, though it has a strange acrid odor to it.
Once done (we can work through anything further you want to do with the corpse in the OOC PM,) you start back down the road. Stopping around noon you have a short break for a meal, knowing if you press on you will reach the city by nightfall.
As you start up on the road once more, Germain's Pseudodragon comes zipping up to him, looking quite excited about something. 'Friends!' it calls into Germain's mind. A moment later several small shapes come zipping out of the grass and flutter around the horses for a moment, making several shy a bit, but firm hands keep them under control.
3 pseudodragons have come out of the grass to investigate the pseudodragon that befriended Germain. The four flutter around together, zipping around the horses and clearly playing with each other.
Germain would try for the poison: 9 + guidance: 3.
Watching the pseudodragons play brings the first genuinely happy smile to his face that you’ve yet seen as he thinks back to Vilrana, “Enjoy yourself!”
After carving the wyvern up Naroth raises his head, "Wait what did you say Taviel? Dang it." As he drops the meat and then goes about cleaning himself up using grass and dirt to get the stench off of him.
Seeing the little dragons appear, Naroth will reach into his pack and grab a little piece of meat and then stick out his arm. Hoping one will land so he an pet it. He will try and make a friend out of it.
"I have Nissa," Taviel stroked her snake. "Would not trade her even for a little dragon as incredibly cute as they are. (Don't be jealous, Nissa!) Ever thought about a companion yourself?" She was actually serious. "Seems like on the road one can be useful too. Naroth might be on something here. Be sure you want to befriend one, by the way, Naroth - they bond for life (your life)."
"I have seen the benefits of your connection with Nissa, it would only benefit us in the long run." Naroth says continuing to try and coerce one to land.
"Then try to be ... a bit playful? Joyful? They like it. Unless you came across a very serious one. Think of them as happy children with a lot of self-respect." She did not plan to befriend one of the little dragon herself but was watching them (and Naroth's attempts to bond with one) with a professional interest.
One of the small dragons flies close to Naroth, sniffing the offered meat daintily. It pauses a moment, then alights on Naroth's wrist to take the offered tidbit. Others of the pseudodragons flutter by and the little red that took the offered food flies off to join them again. After a bit though it zips back to Naroth. Realizing it wants another piece of food, Naroth offers it a second,w hich the small dragon accepts and lands on his offered wrist again to eat. This happens several times. After a while though the little dragon cocks its head at naroth. 'I am called Thezzela...' Naroth hears in his head. 'How are you named?'
'Desire?' The little red dragon says with a tilting of its head. 'Desire to travel with new friends for now.' It says with a nod, curling its tail around the back of Naroth's neck in a friendly manner. 'Will see after that...' After a few more minutes the other two pseudodragons zip off, leaving Germain's pseudodragon to frollic with the one around Naroth as the group prepares to head onward. (OOC: Naroth, go ahead and add a pseudodragon to the Extras section of your character sheet.)
As the group continues onward, the light ahead grows more intense as the daylight behind them darkens into dusk. Elturel, a large, orderly city overlooking the River Chionthar, is filled with merchants, river traders, and farmers’ markets. Its most distinguishing feature is a brilliant magical light that hovers above it, illuminating it day and night. This light is painful to undead and is visible from almost every corner of Elturgard (of which Elturel is the capital), appearing from afar as a star or distant sun. Where are you guys headed as you enter the city?
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Germain will continue to circle the creature, glad that Taviel doesn’t seem interested in sparing this one, and release another blast into it. (V14)
Attack: 13 Damage: 18
Naroth grins as it seems all his companions are damaging the creature and he will continue to strike at the creature, he will also move his echo so that is is floating right above the creature.
Greatsword: Attack: 12 Damage: 11
Toc reflexively casts a shield spell to protect himself from the Wyvern's blow, then goes on the offensive, swinging both of his swords at the creature.
Attack: 11 Damage: 10
Attack: 23 Damage: 5
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
Wyverns were no more dragons, than monkeys are human, except very dangerous. She was not the least concerned about selfdefense against the monster.
Grey area combination:
Action: Dragon breath for 10 (Dex 14 save for half damage) (and doing her best not to get anyone from the group caught in fire)
Bonus action: Quickened Chaos Bolt Attack: 14 Damage: 9 + 1 (Psychic damage)
(Technically, should be allowed, since Dragon Breath is not a spell anymore)
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Toc
Slashes into the wyvern, after deflecting its attack. the first hit strikes true, while the second glances off the wyvern's scales.
germain
Continues to circle the dragon-like enemy, sending another blast at it. The wyvern nearly evades the blast this time, but Germain manages to land the strike. (AC is 13...)
Taviel
Breathes fire onto the wyvern again, angling so not to hit her allies. The wyvern creams in rage, but then falls to the ground, smoking and very dead.
(You can indeed cast a quickened spell while still using the dragon breath spell, you are not casting dragons breath after all, just using the ongoing spell.. Not needed this time, as the battle was over prior to the choas bolt being needed.)
We are out of combat.
Germain will wait for a moment to make sure its dead, then move forward to attempt to examine the corpse and attempt to harvest any useful alchemical ingredients.
Intelligence with proficiency(?): 12
Toc looks at the creature, standing of it the smoke issuing from the corpse. "Not a particularly bright creature. I wonder how it was driven to hunt us down. Whoever is doing this is...persistent and resourceful. Well, maybe not hunt us. Maybe just hunting Taviel." He smiles a nice smile at her.
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
Naroth will smile down onto the dead thing, hungrily and then start to carve it up for food to be cooked.
Survival: 10
"Hard to say," Taviel's smile was as sweet, "untamed wyverns know only hunger and would prefer some bigger prey than little old me". "If it is tamed, though... Hunt without a master? Would be strange."
She walked around the dead body accessing the specimen. "Amazing, is not it? So much meat, hide - everything! and yet so incredibly useless! They make good mounts and you would want one at hands for protection your town from other wyverns, but dead - even maggots would prefer something else".
Any signs that the wyvern is tamed? (A tag with master's address would be nice)
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Germain moves in to look for good items to harvest, as Naroth starts hacking into it for meat. Taviel frowns at both, clearly thinking them foolish for thinking anything on it would be useful, but not stopping them.
The wyvern seems likely to have been hungry, and wild. There are no signs of it having been used as a mount.
Germain is able to get some wyvern scales, claws, and bones. If you want to try for Wyvern venom, please give me a poisoner's kit check, or a dex check if not prof in poisoner's kits.
Naroth is able to carve out large pieces of meat, though it has a strange acrid odor to it.
Once done (we can work through anything further you want to do with the corpse in the OOC PM,) you start back down the road. Stopping around noon you have a short break for a meal, knowing if you press on you will reach the city by nightfall.
As you start up on the road once more, Germain's Pseudodragon comes zipping up to him, looking quite excited about something. 'Friends!' it calls into Germain's mind. A moment later several small shapes come zipping out of the grass and flutter around the horses for a moment, making several shy a bit, but firm hands keep them under control.
3 pseudodragons have come out of the grass to investigate the pseudodragon that befriended Germain. The four flutter around together, zipping around the horses and clearly playing with each other.
Germain would try for the poison: 9 + guidance: 3.
Watching the pseudodragons play brings the first genuinely happy smile to his face that you’ve yet seen as he thinks back to Vilrana, “Enjoy yourself!”
Toc stops, and watches the pseudodragons play, smiling gently. "No Taviel, you can't keep them all." He smiles warmly at her, clearly joking.
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
After carving the wyvern up Naroth raises his head, "Wait what did you say Taviel? Dang it." As he drops the meat and then goes about cleaning himself up using grass and dirt to get the stench off of him.
Seeing the little dragons appear, Naroth will reach into his pack and grab a little piece of meat and then stick out his arm. Hoping one will land so he an pet it. He will try and make a friend out of it.
Animal Handling: 14
"I have Nissa," Taviel stroked her snake. "Would not trade her even for a little dragon as incredibly cute as they are. (Don't be jealous, Nissa!) Ever thought about a companion yourself?" She was actually serious. "Seems like on the road one can be useful too. Naroth might be on something here. Be sure you want to befriend one, by the way, Naroth - they bond for life (your life)."
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
"I have seen the benefits of your connection with Nissa, it would only benefit us in the long run." Naroth says continuing to try and coerce one to land.
"Then try to be ... a bit playful? Joyful? They like it. Unless you came across a very serious one. Think of them as happy children with a lot of self-respect." She did not plan to befriend one of the little dragon herself but was watching them (and Naroth's attempts to bond with one) with a professional interest.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
One of the small dragons flies close to Naroth, sniffing the offered meat daintily. It pauses a moment, then alights on Naroth's wrist to take the offered tidbit. Others of the pseudodragons flutter by and the little red that took the offered food flies off to join them again. After a bit though it zips back to Naroth. Realizing it wants another piece of food, Naroth offers it a second,w hich the small dragon accepts and lands on his offered wrist again to eat. This happens several times. After a while though the little dragon cocks its head at naroth. 'I am called Thezzela...' Naroth hears in his head. 'How are you named?'
Thinking, I am named Naroth, and I am honored to meet you. Is there anything special you desire? What brings you to this area?
Naroth will grab a bit more meat out of his pack and place it on his hand.
'Desire?' The little red dragon says with a tilting of its head. 'Desire to travel with new friends for now.' It says with a nod, curling its tail around the back of Naroth's neck in a friendly manner. 'Will see after that...' After a few more minutes the other two pseudodragons zip off, leaving Germain's pseudodragon to frollic with the one around Naroth as the group prepares to head onward. (OOC: Naroth, go ahead and add a pseudodragon to the Extras section of your character sheet.)
As the group continues onward, the light ahead grows more intense as the daylight behind them darkens into dusk. Elturel, a large, orderly city overlooking the River Chionthar, is filled with merchants, river traders, and farmers’ markets. Its most distinguishing feature is a brilliant magical light that hovers above it, illuminating it day and night. This light is painful to undead and is visible from almost every corner of Elturgard (of which Elturel is the capital), appearing from afar as a star or distant sun. Where are you guys headed as you enter the city?