Without skipping a beat, the gladiator strikes out with shield, spear, and spear again. With so precious little space to move, the constrictor snake takes all three hits (9, 11, 13 damage).
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Whither in pain but still alive, the snake dashes forward and begins to wrap itself around the body of the sentry (escape DC 16). Once around the snake brings him in for an attempt at crushing him Attack: 13 Damage: 11. The snake also flares his eyes, using magic from his dwarven form from the round before in another attempt to make the warrior drop his weapon 11.
The gladiator leaps straight up out of the attack before it can rope around it. As soon as it lands, it goes to work wickedly stabbing out with its spear three times, connecting with all three hits (29 damage).
Hissing in both pain, which is onvious that due to all the wounds it takes up most of the noise, and in anger. The snake, taking one last chance, charges at the warrior in an attempt to restrain it Attack: 10 Damage: 9. The snake flared its eyes once more, filled with more anger than before, throwing in one last attempt to have the warrior drop it 7
Allister sees that the dwarf gets mauled badly, his new shape bleeding like a dying beast. He steps into the pit, draws his blades and yells „We gotta hit it hard and fast, then get out. Everyone get ready.“
The gladiator swerves and dodges in place around the snake's attacks nimbly. It goes for a double stab sinking the spear deep with the first stab (11 damage), but the changing form causes the second strike to miss. Quickly correcting for size, the thing comes in to stab Lemon in the hip (9 damage).
Nenne hears the fighter's charge and grimaces, backing away from the edge of the pit. Gingerly clasping her holy symbol, she lifts her palm and holds it out to the pit below, waiting to release her magic for the precise moment her friends engage. (Ready action to cast Bless on Allister, Lemon, and herself whenever the next person in the party makes an attack.)
Allister steps into the pit and attacks viciously and concentrates more on dealing powerful stabs than accuracy. Maybe too vicious, as he can’t land all of his attacks.
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Lemon, his form broken- along with his pride and honor- stands in his dwarven form. Club, shield, and all. Watching as Allister rushed in to right, Lemon heals himself (Healing Word: 13)
As Allister rushed in, Lemon gave him a nod Lemon ducking and rolling away (disengage) from the warrior as Allister took his place, Lemon stopped where Allister once was and stayed there.
Sthara rushes to Nenne's side, looking down into the pit and raises her hands out in front of her, fingers arranged in a peculiar shape. Between a window created by her bent fingers, she takes aim at one of the immobile gladiators and waits for one to make an attack against someone other than Lemon (frontloading an action to cast banishment).
As the druid and fighter are switching places, the shield slam comes in wild at both targets. The noncommital hit causes it to miss both men. A spear strike sets Allister on his heels as he enters melee range, but this was more to set him off balance than an actual strike. With deft hands and incredible speed, the golem pulls the weapon back and stabs it down at Allister. The blade pops into a space in the fighter's armor and he feels the hot rush of blood along with some armor strap snapping. He'll have to fix it later, but it'll do for now (14 damage).
Nenne notes the gladiators' complete disinterest in anyone but the participants of the one-on-one combat and makes a fist to curb her anxiety. Fearing any magical intervention on her part might inspire the three other constructs to enter the fray, she sighs in frustration and says to Allister, "We have faith in you, warrior! Stay strong." (Mass Healing Word for 6 healing)
Allister tries to find an opening in the constructˋs defense, and although it tries to parry his attacks his attacks he scores a hit. His rapier becomes entangled between the sword and the spear, turning the second attack into a miss. He still manages to slice his cutlass over the golem´s shield, adding another wound to his foe.
Orvex seems caught in indecision, but when he sees an opening he can't miss, he winds up his sling and takes a shot. A loud crack fills the pit as a sling bullet pops a hole into the active gladiator (14 damage). He cheers excitedly playfully slapping Sthara, "Did you see that!? Hah! Got him good!."
"I did see! Great aim, Orvex. Now let me try." Sthara mutters some words and forms a fist, which begins to let off a faint mist. As bits of frost begin to flake off of her fingers, she flings the chromatic orb at the same gladiator that Allister has been engaging (3rd Level – 10 to hit for 27 cold damage). She feels her heart sink into her stomach as she waits to see if the others jump through the grate as they did the last time.
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Now finished from the mending of his wounds, Lemon watched as Allister took wounds and scars as well from the constructs. He cursed himself for now being strong enough, when he realized he could do.
Sticking out his hands once more, Lemon started making the spear glow once more in heat (Heat Metal). Now this time, he knew he could keep concentration on his magic 16.
The gladiator barely ducks out of the way of the chromatic orb. The attack was so close Allister could see part of the clay sizzle as it blew by. The weapon glows hot once more, causing the clay hands to stick as they move about. This stiff movement cost the gladiator any hits against the single pit combatant. The other three clay warriors remain motionless, their empty faces staring blankly forward.
Without skipping a beat, the gladiator strikes out with shield, spear, and spear again. With so precious little space to move, the constrictor snake takes all three hits (9, 11, 13 damage).
Whither in pain but still alive, the snake dashes forward and begins to wrap itself around the body of the sentry (escape DC 16). Once around the snake brings him in for an attempt at crushing him Attack: 13 Damage: 11. The snake also flares his eyes, using magic from his dwarven form from the round before in another attempt to make the warrior drop his weapon 11.
Made you look.
The gladiator leaps straight up out of the attack before it can rope around it. As soon as it lands, it goes to work wickedly stabbing out with its spear three times, connecting with all three hits (29 damage).
Hissing in both pain, which is onvious that due to all the wounds it takes up most of the noise, and in anger. The snake, taking one last chance, charges at the warrior in an attempt to restrain it Attack: 10 Damage: 9. The snake flared its eyes once more, filled with more anger than before, throwing in one last attempt to have the warrior drop it 7
Made you look.
Allister sees that the dwarf gets mauled badly, his new shape bleeding like a dying beast. He steps into the pit, draws his blades and yells „We gotta hit it hard and fast, then get out. Everyone get ready.“
The gladiator swerves and dodges in place around the snake's attacks nimbly. It goes for a double stab sinking the spear deep with the first stab (11 damage), but the changing form causes the second strike to miss. Quickly correcting for size, the thing comes in to stab Lemon in the hip (9 damage).
Nenne hears the fighter's charge and grimaces, backing away from the edge of the pit. Gingerly clasping her holy symbol, she lifts her palm and holds it out to the pit below, waiting to release her magic for the precise moment her friends engage. (Ready action to cast Bless on Allister, Lemon, and herself whenever the next person in the party makes an attack.)
Allister steps into the pit and attacks viciously and concentrates more on dealing powerful stabs than accuracy. Maybe too vicious, as he can’t land all of his attacks.
Lemon, his form broken- along with his pride and honor- stands in his dwarven form. Club, shield, and all. Watching as Allister rushed in to right, Lemon heals himself (Healing Word: 13)
As Allister rushed in, Lemon gave him a nod Lemon ducking and rolling away (disengage) from the warrior as Allister took his place, Lemon stopped where Allister once was and stayed there.
Made you look.
Sthara rushes to Nenne's side, looking down into the pit and raises her hands out in front of her, fingers arranged in a peculiar shape. Between a window created by her bent fingers, she takes aim at one of the immobile gladiators and waits for one to make an attack against someone other than Lemon (frontloading an action to cast banishment).
As the druid and fighter are switching places, the shield slam comes in wild at both targets. The noncommital hit causes it to miss both men. A spear strike sets Allister on his heels as he enters melee range, but this was more to set him off balance than an actual strike. With deft hands and incredible speed, the golem pulls the weapon back and stabs it down at Allister. The blade pops into a space in the fighter's armor and he feels the hot rush of blood along with some armor strap snapping. He'll have to fix it later, but it'll do for now (14 damage).
None of the other gladiators move an inch.
Boosey seeing that none of the other constructs have moved casts healing word at Allister for 10 and shouts encouragement to him. 1d8 BI
Nenne notes the gladiators' complete disinterest in anyone but the participants of the one-on-one combat and makes a fist to curb her anxiety. Fearing any magical intervention on her part might inspire the three other constructs to enter the fray, she sighs in frustration and says to Allister, "We have faith in you, warrior! Stay strong." (Mass Healing Word for 6 healing)
Allister tries to find an opening in the constructˋs defense, and although it tries to parry his attacks his attacks he scores a hit. His rapier becomes entangled between the sword and the spear, turning the second attack into a miss. He still manages to slice his cutlass over the golem´s shield, adding another wound to his foe.
Orvex seems caught in indecision, but when he sees an opening he can't miss, he winds up his sling and takes a shot. A loud crack fills the pit as a sling bullet pops a hole into the active gladiator (14 damage). He cheers excitedly playfully slapping Sthara, "Did you see that!? Hah! Got him good!."
"I did see! Great aim, Orvex. Now let me try." Sthara mutters some words and forms a fist, which begins to let off a faint mist. As bits of frost begin to flake off of her fingers, she flings the chromatic orb at the same gladiator that Allister has been engaging (3rd Level – 10 to hit for 27 cold damage). She feels her heart sink into her stomach as she waits to see if the others jump through the grate as they did the last time.
Now finished from the mending of his wounds, Lemon watched as Allister took wounds and scars as well from the constructs. He cursed himself for now being strong enough, when he realized he could do.
Sticking out his hands once more, Lemon started making the spear glow once more in heat (Heat Metal). Now this time, he knew he could keep concentration on his magic 16.
Constitution save, disadvantage on attacks.
Made you look.
The gladiator barely ducks out of the way of the chromatic orb. The attack was so close Allister could see part of the clay sizzle as it blew by. The weapon glows hot once more, causing the clay hands to stick as they move about. This stiff movement cost the gladiator any hits against the single pit combatant. The other three clay warriors remain motionless, their empty faces staring blankly forward.
Boosey lowers himself to the pit floor and scores a small wound on the active clay warrior.