Eku yells out to Funderburk, "Up high!" as the man swings over the wizard's ducking head. Quick as a flash, Eku draws her bow back and lets an arrow fly planting it deep in the man's thigh.
Sthara's turn is still pending here as she was supposed to go before Eku, but if Vargach keeps his turn isolated to what is happening up top, it shouldn't affect things too much and he can go.
Taking little notice of the destruction the group below him is wreaking, Vargach does notice some particularly powerful spells going off. He has more than two hands full himself though and cannot spare a glance. He overextends himself fighting three opponents at once and almost immediately gets hit twice. The blows more or less glance off of his scales though and he shrugs them off.
Shifting to the offense, the razor sharp blade of the ranger's saber slices his first opponent's belly open like it was butter. A twisted mess of organs begins spilling all over the planks of the platform, making them treacherously slippery. The man drops his weapon and goes down, hands reaching for intestines, terror on his face. The lizardfolk barely gives acknowledgement to the mess he just caused, though it smells delicious. He turns to the next foe, not wanting to waste its momentary advantage. The first blow cuts the pirate's hand clean off and for the finisher he pulls out a special sacrificial dagger he carries on his belt and rams it through the man's eye, straight into the brain.
With a snarl he turns to face his next attacker, wearily watching the hand as it fights the terrified marine.
Upon reaching the door and seeing the glass panels Allister abandons his plan to wedge the handle of his axe under the door. A reptiluan creature inside would probably shatter the door with one kick off its clawed feet. So he decides to wait for any pirate to leave the makeshift tavern. Turning to his friends he yells „More inside.“
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Sthara hustles past Funderbunk (to W11) and as she does, she hisses at the man who still stands in front of her compatriot. The hiss is accompanied with a misty spray that comes from under her tongue (poison spray, DC15 for 10 poison damage).
She sees Allister near the door and the two men behind him. Making a swinging motion with her arms, a giant hammer with a tyrannosaurus skull appears over the man closest to him, and comes crashing down (15 for 9 damage).
Boosey waves a hand in the air to Sthara, having taken the crossbow bolt to the back and he grimaces in pain as he raises his arm. "Look what they've done to my cape!" he shouts, as he holds it up, a finger through the hole where the bolt passed through. "That's going to take an age to sort out." He looks a moment at the red stain on the cloth and shouts, "Looks like they got me too!"
The man bent on Funderburk's destruction quickly changes his tune as Sthara's poison goes to work. He drops his scimitar, clutching at his face as the burning sensation fills his nose and reddens his eyes. Coughing and sputtering, he falls to the ground hacking out rivulets of blood. With blood running out of his nose and eyes he gives the sorceress one last look of disbelief before he dies.
The hammer comes down on the kneeling man as Allister side steps around him. With a crunch, the man's head lulls to the side and he falls to the ground unmoving.
From around the boat two more men come running. One keeps his distance, leveling a crossbow at Eku. She dodges the bolt only barely, but the movement set her leg hard into the busted gate that is sure to bruise. The second man of obvious Calishite origin rushes Funderburk with his heavy crossbow already loaded. He fires the bolt at the wizard and throws the weapon to the side. The projectile tears a deep gash in Funderburk's side before popping through his cloak. (9 damage) As the man approaches closer, he pulls out a mace and yells out, "You're mine now!"
As the man nearest the tavern watches his companion's head crack open, his fight mechanism kicks in and he charges the sorceress with a wild swing that misses badly.
Up top on the walkway, the man known as Hunny lashes out scoring a poke with his scimitar against the ranger (6 damage). He laughs and calls for his companion to, "Strike now!"
Gripping his side, Funderburk grimaces in pain. As the only way he can stop the wound from breaking out even further, he tears off some off his cloak to wrap around the wound. Now, feeling more emotionally saddened than the actual pain coming from his side, Funderburk raises his hands towards the man who wounded him, and speaks once more an incantation.
With his staff, Funderburk produces four sharp missiles, each going at the same target. He glares at the man, now hoping that he would die.
Magic Missile at the bastard who shot me: 12 damage
Guided by the will of Kelemvor, the spectral red hand slams down toward the pirate directly in front of it. Attack: 11 Damage: 7
Seeing the Calishite man out for more of the wizard's blood, Nenne's battle instincts jolt her body into motion. She tears across the field to her comrade's side without thinking. Mace leveled at the approaching foe, she snarls, "Only cowards engage an unarmed foe!" and casts a level 2 Guiding Bolt at him. Attack: 12 Damage: 18
ooc: Next attack roll against Calishite man has advantage due to sparkly red shimmer on him.
Set on causing a decidedly terrible amount of pain on the wizard, the man sees Nenne's blast of radiant energy too late. It connects with his left shoulder setting him back just before he could swing on the blue man. He yells out in pain, pointing to Nenne, "Ah, you *****! You die next!"
Boosey watches the Calishite running towards himself and Funderburk in amazement as he somehow takes the damage from the Wizards attack, then appears through the blast of energy from Nenne. Muttering a quick spell he casts healing word on Funderburk for 4 healing (bonus action). Taking a deep breath and steadying himself, he lowers the sight on the crossbow "Bloody useless thing anyway", and takes aim carefully without it. Sensing the bow falling on his target he looses the bolt at the Calishite. "Attack the Wizard would you, take some of this" Attack: 18 Damage: 3
Boosey sees the man take the grazing bolt but he makes no notice of it, so caught up in his own shoulder pain. The man up top joins his comrade in attack, but fails to make a mark as the ranger slaps his clumsy strike to the side.
Sthara glares at the man who tried to attack and sprays a mist of her saliva over him (DC15 save or 18 poison damage).
Remembering Boosey's request behind her, she spins around and call out to Boosey and to Funderbunk: "Endure! The both of you!" (Healing Word with 5 for Boosey and 5 for Funderbunk).
"I feel as though we've slain a fleet. How many could be left"
We're back at the top of the round with Vargach now.
The man next to Sthara never stood a chance. He was too close to move and the sorceress too ready to be done with him. Gasping his last painful breaths, he falls to the ground crawling away from the terror that is Sthara. Eku lets an arrow fly at the big man, but it whizzes past, thunking into the side of the ship wall.
Looking at the carnage surrounding him, pirates dissolving in acid, Allister thinks his friends have the situation under control. Eager to meet his old partner Hunny again he dashes into the tavern towards the stairs.
As Allister runs through the tavern, a man yells, "Knuckles, ready! I want no trouble. Stay back and you'll have none from me!" His loaded crossbow follows Allister through the room.
The man nearest the water throws down his crossbow and backs away from it towards a low dock. He yells out, "Don't kill me! I want no more of this!"
The Calishite man bears down on Nenne, slapping her shield arm out of the way with his mace. The blow didn't directly connect, but it was hard and jarring, which will hurt more later after the intensity of battle wears off. (3 damage) His second blow comes in too fast for the cleric to counter as he whips his mace back at the open shield arm. The crushing blow is intense, sending an explosion of pain through the eladrin. (11 damage). He gives a wild look around yelling promises of death unless everyone lays down their arms.
There is a guy up top that is pending, pending Vargach's turn.
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"Nenne!" Funderburk yells. With that, he reaches out with his hand and casts Ray of Frost (Attack: 27 Damage: 12)(If it hits, he speed is reduced by 10ft). Hoping to slow the man down and put him down. With that, Funderburk looks to where Allister was last seen, figuring he might have to help him; but knowing his place was here for this battle. With that, Funderburk moved ahead of Sthara, only five feet from her.
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Nenne looks down at the Calishite man's frozen corpse, partially restrained anger making her posture tense. "Death comes when Kelemvor wills it, you irrelevantstripling," she growls as more gold floods into her ivory locks. "Beg pardon now for your insolence as you lay your deeds upon his scale." In the distance, as if in confirmation of her theology, the holy avatar of the god of the damned moves of its own accord. (If there are enemies remaining, the spiritual weapon will strike down at whichever is nearest. Attack: 19 Damage: 8)
Turning to the wizard, she offers him a slight bow. "Well cast, sir wizard. I thank you." As she straightens, the pirate at the far end of the beach catches her eye. Her expression softens somewhat and she begins walking toward him, stepping over the corpses surrounding her insouciantly. "You there, wise child!" she calls to him. "My name is Nenne Amharat. I have no wish to harm those who will turn from their ways and seek peace. Kneel slowly, answer us truthfully, and make no effort to unsheathe your weapon and this day may end fairer for you than for your compatriots. What are you called?"
She moves past the bow of the ship and readies herself for any aggressive action she might see from him or others nearby.
@DM
I'm using my action to Ready a Sacred Flame in case the surrendering pirate gets jumpy or any other enemies pop up from that side of the battle map.
Vargach feels another hit pierce his shoulder. This one might slow him down a bit, he thinks, as the cold blooded reptile turns to face his assailant.
He marks him with a snarling noise, declaring him his prey. Magically enhanced slices from his rapiers lash out against the man, with the lizardfolk hopeful to score his next kill. (18 to hit 6 damage, 16 to hit 8 damage)
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Eku yells out to Funderburk, "Up high!" as the man swings over the wizard's ducking head. Quick as a flash, Eku draws her bow back and lets an arrow fly planting it deep in the man's thigh.
Sthara's turn is still pending here as she was supposed to go before Eku, but if Vargach keeps his turn isolated to what is happening up top, it shouldn't affect things too much and he can go.
Taking little notice of the destruction the group below him is wreaking, Vargach does notice some particularly powerful spells going off. He has more than two hands full himself though and cannot spare a glance. He overextends himself fighting three opponents at once and almost immediately gets hit twice. The blows more or less glance off of his scales though and he shrugs them off.
Shifting to the offense, the razor sharp blade of the ranger's saber slices his first opponent's belly open like it was butter. A twisted mess of organs begins spilling all over the planks of the platform, making them treacherously slippery. The man drops his weapon and goes down, hands reaching for intestines, terror on his face. The lizardfolk barely gives acknowledgement to the mess he just caused, though it smells delicious. He turns to the next foe, not wanting to waste its momentary advantage. The first blow cuts the pirate's hand clean off and for the finisher he pulls out a special sacrificial dagger he carries on his belt and rams it through the man's eye, straight into the brain.
With a snarl he turns to face his next attacker, wearily watching the hand as it fights the terrified marine.
Upon reaching the door and seeing the glass panels Allister abandons his plan to wedge the handle of his axe under the door. A reptiluan creature inside would probably shatter the door with one kick off its clawed feet. So he decides to wait for any pirate to leave the makeshift tavern. Turning to his friends he yells „More inside.“
Sthara hustles past Funderbunk (to W11) and as she does, she hisses at the man who still stands in front of her compatriot. The hiss is accompanied with a misty spray that comes from under her tongue (poison spray, DC15 for 10 poison damage).
She sees Allister near the door and the two men behind him. Making a swinging motion with her arms, a giant hammer with a tyrannosaurus skull appears over the man closest to him, and comes crashing down (15 for 9 damage).
“Shout if you’re wounded, I am here!”
Boosey waves a hand in the air to Sthara, having taken the crossbow bolt to the back and he grimaces in pain as he raises his arm. "Look what they've done to my cape!" he shouts, as he holds it up, a finger through the hole where the bolt passed through. "That's going to take an age to sort out." He looks a moment at the red stain on the cloth and shouts, "Looks like they got me too!"
The man bent on Funderburk's destruction quickly changes his tune as Sthara's poison goes to work. He drops his scimitar, clutching at his face as the burning sensation fills his nose and reddens his eyes. Coughing and sputtering, he falls to the ground hacking out rivulets of blood. With blood running out of his nose and eyes he gives the sorceress one last look of disbelief before he dies.
The hammer comes down on the kneeling man as Allister side steps around him. With a crunch, the man's head lulls to the side and he falls to the ground unmoving.
From around the boat two more men come running. One keeps his distance, leveling a crossbow at Eku. She dodges the bolt only barely, but the movement set her leg hard into the busted gate that is sure to bruise. The second man of obvious Calishite origin rushes Funderburk with his heavy crossbow already loaded. He fires the bolt at the wizard and throws the weapon to the side. The projectile tears a deep gash in Funderburk's side before popping through his cloak. (9 damage) As the man approaches closer, he pulls out a mace and yells out, "You're mine now!"
As the man nearest the tavern watches his companion's head crack open, his fight mechanism kicks in and he charges the sorceress with a wild swing that misses badly.
Up top on the walkway, the man known as Hunny lashes out scoring a poke with his scimitar against the ranger (6 damage). He laughs and calls for his companion to, "Strike now!"
Gripping his side, Funderburk grimaces in pain. As the only way he can stop the wound from breaking out even further, he tears off some off his cloak to wrap around the wound. Now, feeling more emotionally saddened than the actual pain coming from his side, Funderburk raises his hands towards the man who wounded him, and speaks once more an incantation.
With his staff, Funderburk produces four sharp missiles, each going at the same target. He glares at the man, now hoping that he would die.
Magic Missile at the bastard who shot me: 12 damage
Made you look.
Grimacing at the sting of the missiles, the man comes on bearing down hard towards the wizard. His look promises revenge.
Guided by the will of Kelemvor, the spectral red hand slams down toward the pirate directly in front of it. Attack: 11 Damage: 7
Seeing the Calishite man out for more of the wizard's blood, Nenne's battle instincts jolt her body into motion. She tears across the field to her comrade's side without thinking. Mace leveled at the approaching foe, she snarls, "Only cowards engage an unarmed foe!" and casts a level 2 Guiding Bolt at him. Attack: 12 Damage: 18
ooc: Next attack roll against Calishite man has advantage due to sparkly red shimmer on him.
Set on causing a decidedly terrible amount of pain on the wizard, the man sees Nenne's blast of radiant energy too late. It connects with his left shoulder setting him back just before he could swing on the blue man. He yells out in pain, pointing to Nenne, "Ah, you *****! You die next!"
Boosey watches the Calishite running towards himself and Funderburk in amazement as he somehow takes the damage from the Wizards attack, then appears through the blast of energy from Nenne. Muttering a quick spell he casts healing word on Funderburk for 4 healing (bonus action). Taking a deep breath and steadying himself, he lowers the sight on the crossbow "Bloody useless thing anyway", and takes aim carefully without it. Sensing the bow falling on his target he looses the bolt at the Calishite. "Attack the Wizard would you, take some of this" Attack: 18 Damage: 3
Boosey sees the man take the grazing bolt but he makes no notice of it, so caught up in his own shoulder pain. The man up top joins his comrade in attack, but fails to make a mark as the ranger slaps his clumsy strike to the side.
Sthara, you're up again.
Sthara glares at the man who tried to attack and sprays a mist of her saliva over him (DC15 save or 18 poison damage).
Remembering Boosey's request behind her, she spins around and call out to Boosey and to Funderbunk: "Endure! The both of you!" (Healing Word with 5 for Boosey and 5 for Funderbunk).
"I feel as though we've slain a fleet. How many could be left"
We're back at the top of the round with Vargach now.
The man next to Sthara never stood a chance. He was too close to move and the sorceress too ready to be done with him. Gasping his last painful breaths, he falls to the ground crawling away from the terror that is Sthara. Eku lets an arrow fly at the big man, but it whizzes past, thunking into the side of the ship wall.
Looking at the carnage surrounding him, pirates dissolving in acid, Allister thinks his friends have the situation under control. Eager to meet his old partner Hunny again he dashes into the tavern towards the stairs.
As Allister runs through the tavern, a man yells, "Knuckles, ready! I want no trouble. Stay back and you'll have none from me!" His loaded crossbow follows Allister through the room.
The man nearest the water throws down his crossbow and backs away from it towards a low dock. He yells out, "Don't kill me! I want no more of this!"
The Calishite man bears down on Nenne, slapping her shield arm out of the way with his mace. The blow didn't directly connect, but it was hard and jarring, which will hurt more later after the intensity of battle wears off. (3 damage) His second blow comes in too fast for the cleric to counter as he whips his mace back at the open shield arm. The crushing blow is intense, sending an explosion of pain through the eladrin. (11 damage). He gives a wild look around yelling promises of death unless everyone lays down their arms.
There is a guy up top that is pending, pending Vargach's turn.
"Nenne!" Funderburk yells. With that, he reaches out with his hand and casts Ray of Frost (Attack: 27 Damage: 12)(If it hits, he speed is reduced by 10ft). Hoping to slow the man down and put him down. With that, Funderburk looks to where Allister was last seen, figuring he might have to help him; but knowing his place was here for this battle. With that, Funderburk moved ahead of Sthara, only five feet from her.
Made you look.
Nenne looks down at the Calishite man's frozen corpse, partially restrained anger making her posture tense. "Death comes when Kelemvor wills it, you irrelevant stripling," she growls as more gold floods into her ivory locks. "Beg pardon now for your insolence as you lay your deeds upon his scale." In the distance, as if in confirmation of her theology, the holy avatar of the god of the damned moves of its own accord. (If there are enemies remaining, the spiritual weapon will strike down at whichever is nearest. Attack: 19 Damage: 8)
Turning to the wizard, she offers him a slight bow. "Well cast, sir wizard. I thank you." As she straightens, the pirate at the far end of the beach catches her eye. Her expression softens somewhat and she begins walking toward him, stepping over the corpses surrounding her insouciantly. "You there, wise child!" she calls to him. "My name is Nenne Amharat. I have no wish to harm those who will turn from their ways and seek peace. Kneel slowly, answer us truthfully, and make no effort to unsheathe your weapon and this day may end fairer for you than for your compatriots. What are you called?"
She moves past the bow of the ship and readies herself for any aggressive action she might see from him or others nearby.
@DM
I'm using my action to Ready a Sacred Flame in case the surrendering pirate gets jumpy or any other enemies pop up from that side of the battle map.
Vargach feels another hit pierce his shoulder. This one might slow him down a bit, he thinks, as the cold blooded reptile turns to face his assailant.
He marks him with a snarling noise, declaring him his prey. Magically enhanced slices from his rapiers lash out against the man, with the lizardfolk hopeful to score his next kill. (18 to hit 6 damage, 16 to hit 8 damage)