There's a sheepish grin that tugs at the corner of Hawke's lip when he sees Ebele unfortunately get all tangled up within the vines. "Shieeet. I'll warn you sooner next time, promise! Just, uh, put your back into it, or uh... coax them a little?" He never had complete control of those vines and weeds whenever he used that spell, though realistically it didn't matter to him as he normally was alone. He would have to be more conscious next time with using a spell like that next time, especially with the others around the area.
When he sees her manage her way out, he gives a little fist bump. "Nice one!"
"Rogue recruits!?"
At those words, the druids face sours and scrunches up. "Rogue recruits? You guys attacked us first! We're on self defense right now!"
Assuming B7 is still up, Hawke tosses another stone his way! If not, he goes for R1!
Attack: 19 Damage: 6 Adv on R1 if B7 is down; 23
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Ebele indeed put her back into it, freeing herself from Hawke's entanglement. "You boys are going to have to start using safe words!"
Initiative R4 T | K | R1(s) | E | B11 | B10 | H | X | B7(c) | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Hawke picks a hearty pebble from his boulder stack within his sturdy sack, rearing back and tossing it to give a good smack. The Reaver's stoned! Staggering from the hit, he coughs hard. Although a bit confused, he still stands.
Xalkas quickly hurls an accurate flame towards the bandit ready to topple over at Kerric's feet. The fire started to fizzle out along it's trajectory, turning into more of a warm kiss against his lower jaw. To the wizards surprise, it'd catch the cultist's mustachio aflame. The smoke wafted up his nostrils and was enough to choke out his last breath. Eyes wide, the cultist falls at Kerric's feet.
Initiative R4 T | K | R1(c) | E | B11 | B10 | H | X | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
The bugbear was growling with rage from the Reaver's verbal assault but it was promptly interrupted for the briefest moment when it'd witness the cultist get socked with a rock. "I laugh at you, clown." He'd draw back his morning star with a wicked grin before giving a wide swing at the cultist, this time hoping to make it passed his shield.
On Reaver Attack: 13 Damage: 9
Initiative R4 T | K | R1(c) | E | B11 | B10 | H | X | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Meanwhile outside the chapel...
From the east those could hear grumbling and snarling from a pair of bugbears fussing with Hawke's vines. Their frustrations could only build the longer they're stuck. Maybe they'll take it out on each other too?
B2 Strength ST (DC14): 10
B3 Strength ST (DC14): 13
From the west, the march of more bandit guards could be heard. They come bumbling into the doorway at the same time, unable to get through.
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Initiative R5 T | K | R1(c) | E | B11 | B10 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Initiative R5 T | K | R1(c) | E | B11 | B10 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
T'chal'fronack'zcinicker's bolt whizzes over Ebele's head, piercing the Reaver in the temple just as he finishes blocking a deadly attack from the bugbear. The body falls with a thud amongst the weeds.
Initiative R5 T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Is that a little déjàvus? Like a synchronized pair reproducing a rehearsed routine, Kerric's curved elven blade cuts cleanly through the throat of the bandit guard, dropping him to the ground at the same time as T'chal'fronack'zcinicker's target.
Initiative R5 T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Ebele pauses. Her head tilts Hawke's way. She was trying to register the options before her. The blonde would purse her lips for a moment. "I'm about to pick a fight with a big angry bear..." Trusting Hawke had her back, she'd drum her fingers along her staff and regrip it. "Too bad we didn't pack that fruit picnic..." The monk would open with a hard jab straight for the belly before swinging her body around to try for a hard kick to the back of the knee.
Attack: 22 Damage: 12 Unarmed Attack: 9 Damage: 5
Initiative R5 T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Mouth agape, the bandit with the crossbow reloads with a fumble. He'd widen his stance to try to steady his footing to take his shot. He didn't know who to make priority, so would keep his original target.
On T'chal'fronack'zcinicker Attack: 23 Damage: 6
"Me first you fool!" One of the bandits in the doorway finally bursts through. With both blades in hand, he rushes to the elf standing amongst the pile of bodies.
On Kerric Attack: 21 Damage: 6 BA: 15 Damage: 7
Initiative R5 T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
"I'm about to pick a fight with a big angry bear..."
"You n' me both, sweetheart," Hawke grins, adjusting his positioning to get a clear shot at the enemy Ebele had been referring to. "Ay, boo boo!"He calls out to grab the bugbears attention. "Here's your picnic basket!"
Movement - Not entirely sure where Ebele would be, but Hawke would go up a smidgen from where he currently is now to get a better shot off (if possible!) Action - Tossing a stone at Booboo the Bugbear - Attack: 11 Damage: 6 BA - Casting Magic Stone on another 3 stones
Hawke frowns at the miss. "This is what I get for making Igoy Bear references."
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Trusting that the banter between Ebele and Hawke meant they were doing okay. Xalkas hurls another fire bolt toward the nearest bandit. (If there’s not one in sight he’ll hold for the next bandit to burst through the door. Because I assume he would be able to hear them.)
Initiative R5 T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
On T'chal'fronack'zcinicker Attack: 23 Damage: 6 DA(Rolled in Discord):16
On Kerric Attack: 21 Damage: 6 BA: 15 Damage: 7
(Yes, Kerric may use his reaction to Parry)
Initiative R5 T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
It was as if the whole room went silent for a moment, hanging on to see if the druid's effort lands. Gawk. What a shock! Hawke's rock hit a block. It'd tumble harmlessly into the weeds.
"Silly Tree Man, rocks are for cubs." The bugbear chuckles.
Ebele could be heard stifling more snorts.
Meanwhile Xalkas heaves another firebolt towards the bandit straight ahead, it too hits a wall. It left a good scorch mark though.
Initiative R5 T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
The last emerging bandit finally falls into the room from the standoff in the doorway with his mate. With the door closing behind him, he loads his crossbow and takes aim for the little gnome who just peppered the wall. He shoots...
On Xalkas Attack: 20 Damage: 3
Meanwhile the Bugbear stared at Hawke expectantly for a second, and when nothing else was offered, his brows would knit. "You offered picnic!" The furman lifts his morning star over his head and comes to bring it down on the Kalashtar.
On Hawke Attack: 18 Damage: 17
Meanwhile...
Initiative R5 T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Two growling bugbears outside start snarling. Neither of them were able to break free right away! They were stuck here while B1 was laughing and having all the fun. Each of them started blaming the other for getting in the way. Next, one of them swats. Then the other. It becomes a quick handslap fest before it'd escalate into a full on dual. Weapons are eventually drawn. And with a growl, they were off!
On B3 Attack: 11 Damage: 8
On B2 Attack: 13 Damage: 13
Initiative R5 T| K| E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1| B2(R) | B3(R)
Roll call: T'chal'fronack'zcinicker, Kerric then Ebele!
Parrying a viscous strike from one of the bandits, Kerric prepares to return the favor with an arcing sweep of his gleaming silver Elven Curved Blade, its bloodied length whistling through the air at the next opponent (B12)
Reaction to Parry: 8
Attack: Attack: 11 Damage: 10
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Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
Initiative R6 T| K| E | B11(c) | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1(s) | B2(R) | B3(R)
T'chal'fronack'zcinicker exchanges shots with his bandit 'buddy'. The growler slams into the bandits shoulder, critically injuring him.
Kerric's swift defensive actions save him from another wound, but sends him just enough off balance for his blade to only catch whistling air.
A sickening smack pierces the ears of those near, followed by a grating of bone. Ebele gasps in shock and concern for Hawke on the receiving end of that blow. The sheer force of it would have been enough to knock her out cold if she would have been the target. At that moment, the monk would show no mercy and shift her stance. She'd swiftly launch into a full on offensive strike against the beast in their defense.
The 'belly boop' appeared to be super effective so the blonde would open up with it once again. Both hands gripped tight on her staff, she'd lunge low to jab the bugbear in the gut then move into a pair of flurried blows. With a twist of her body she'd lift to throw one elbow before spinning to throw the other, hoping to knock the grumpkin down a peg.
On B1 Ki: 1 pt - Flurry of Blows
Attack: 10 Damage: 10 BA UA1: 21 Damage: 6 BA UA2: 16 Damage: 6
Regardless of whether she landed any of those, Ebele would hold her breath to listen. She'd pause to hear Hawke's breathing and his movements. When she was assured he was okay, she'd quietly add. "Well I guess we know not to insult a bear by taunting him without a basket..." Trying to provide comic relief.
The bugbear had anticipated Ebele's poke, but he was not prepared for the pair of elbows, taking both of them to the jaw. Although knocked around, he was not knocked out!
Initiative R6 T | K | E | B11(c) | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1(c) | B2(R) | B3(R)
The bandit in critical condition groans. Pushing through the pain, he would be able to load his crossbow once more, but this time he'd take aim for the gnome. It was a lazy shot, but he still tried.
On Xalkas Attack: 19 Damage: 5
With both blades still in hand, B12 continues to hand Kerric his special vitamins!
On Kerric Attack: 15 Damage: 5 BA: 19 Damage: 4
Initiative R6 T | K | E | B11(c) | B12 | H | X| B9 | B1(c) | B2(R) | B3(R)
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Xalkas watches as the wounded bandit loads his crossbow. He’s to hurt to be able to hit anything he thinks so himself as he watches the bandit take aim at him. Just in case Xalkas tries to duck behind the pew for a modicum of cover. Weather the bandit was anticipating this move or just got lucky. Xalkas feels the sting of an arrow graze his arm and twang into the pew behind him.
Moving closer to the foolishly clustered bandits. Xalkas puts his hands together and mutters arcane words of power as fire shoots out in the shape of a really fiery ice cream cone. Scorching all of the bandits attacking Kerric. burning hands
15 fire damage/ dex save dc 13 for half
Xalkas then uses any remaining movement to hide behind the closest pew. (Xalkas is at half health just so everyone is aware)
The bandits accuracy even surprised himself! He'd let out a shocked sound of glee, only to be further surprised when his target would stride forward. His eyes would grow wide when the wizard would bring his hands together. "Eep!" The cultist would squeak and try to take a step back. There was no where to go but squish closer to his fellow bandits.
Xalkas strategically unleashes a deadly cone of fire, lighting up the corner of the church with an array of warm hues. Casted shadows 'danced' against the walls as the subjects writhe in panic and pain. And although Kerric could feel the heat, Xalkas expertly blanketed only the cultists. Flames licked their exposed flesh, singing hair and scorching their gear. They'd have to act fast if they didn't want to burn in place.
Burn Bandits Burn! Dex DC 13 for half 13 fire damage
(B11) Stop: 10 (B12) Drop: 10 (B9) Roll: 8
Without even needing to asses the results, Xalkas retreats back to his pew. There was no threat of his attacker striking back out at him because the moment he released his fire, he saw the sheer terror reflected in the bandits eyes. He clutched his chest and the moment the flames kissed him, he was toast.
The other two howled in pain as they danced in place. In the chaos and mixed denial of the moment, one of the bandits would desperately try to put out their already dead comrade. Their attempt would only cause the fire to rage against them. Yammering between their screams, they prayed, begged and pleaded for water to save them.
Salvation never came.
Initiative R6 T | K | E | H | X | B1(c) | B2(R) | B3(R)
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Okay, maybe Hawke was hoping the bugbear wouldn't get upset at the lack of a picnic basket, or understand the reference enough to not absolutely destroy his left shoulder and simply laugh at the joke (wasn't Igoy Bear something ALL bugbears knew about!?), but things didn't pan out that way at all. The bugbear was pissed. Really pissed. It showed in his hit, Hawke crying out in pain as a result of it, too slow to dodge out of the way of the attack. He wasn't out of the game just yet thankfully, though his vision did waver and blur momentarily, so much so that when Ebele attacked him, she was just a flash of white, gray, and black.
Concentration for Entangle: 7
It was miracle he was able to keep his concentration up on his spell as his primary focus had been getting the world to stop spinning.
"Well I guess we know not to insult a bear by taunting him without a basket..."
"I guess,"Hawke huffed in irritation. "I would've gone to get one and bring it to him if he were nice and laughed at my joke, but now he ain't gonna get no ****in' picnic basket for what he did to my shoulder."He glares at the bugbear. "If thats how you wanna ****in' play, man, then let's play."
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
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Oops. Ebele tightened her lips shut when Hawke huffed. She had laughed at his joke, but the bugbear didn't. Hawke really did take quite the hit to the shoulder. And he went from playful to protectively pissed. With a loud roar that rumbled you to the core, there were now two angry bears in the church.
The druid snaps at the bugbear in warning before raking him down with his claws. Booboo's been cancelled.
Meanwhile...
Initiative R6 T | K | E | H | X |B2(R) | B3(R)
'Yogi'(B2) and 'Cindy'(B3) are scrapping outside. 'Cindy'(B3) just gave 'Yogi'(B2) a good wallop with his 'purse'. So then 'Yogi'(B2)' makes the decision to try to get the hell out of there.
B2 (Wants to break free!) Strength ST (DC14): 6
"Run away little cub. Run away." 'Cindy'(B3) taunts. He'd keep swinging at 'Yogi'(B2) with his 'purse', but if 'Yogi'(B2) breaks away, 'Cindy'(B3) takes one of his 'heel's and hucks it.
If B2 makes the save: 'Heel Huck' (Javelin throw) Attack: 20 Damage: 8
'Yogi'(B2)'s trapped! He can't break free but he effectively bats away 'Cindy'(B3)'s 'purse' beating!
Initiative R6 T | K | E | H | X | B2(R) | B3(R)
Ebele would, admittedly a bit timidly, reach a hand out to find Hawke in his shifted form. She'd feel gently, following blood soaked fur to his wound. Taking a slow step forward, she'd asses it with a tender touch before pulling out her healing kit. "Sorry..."
On Hawke Action - Healing Kit: 1 Use 9/10 remaining Healing: 10 + additional HP equal to Hawke's max number of Hit Dice.
Besides any rumbling coming from their druid and the sound of bickering bugbears outside, inside the church falls still. Hawke's ability to hold on to his concentration appears to have bought the team a moment to regroup themselves and decide what they'd like to do from here.
T'chal'fronack'zcinicker takes a deep breath as he stands up from his crouch...wincing from the wounds he has, but trying to regroup a bit. (second wind: 7)
Then he begins walking around the room. He pulls crossbow bolts out of bodies, his magic mending any damage to them as he quickly wipes them off with a rag and tucks them back into his quiver. Some blood runs down his forearm and drips from his pinky finger as he works, but he doesn't seem to notice.
In a whisper he says, "Do you think we can get the heck out of here now? This plan did not go well!"
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What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer? Class.
With the bandits falling scorched at his feet, Kerric quickly steps over them and closes the door, shoving their bodies up against it as a makeshift barricade and stepping back with the others towards the growling shrubbery. His gleaming but bloodied blade held firmly in hand, he asks, "What enemies remain? Do we have time to regroup here before others arrive?"
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Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
“We did all that preparation and went through all that effort to get here… Now that we’re in the middle of it, you wanna flee?” Ebele would knit her brows to T’s whisper as she does her best to patch a bear blindfolded.
Hawke would be able to confirm that there are only the two bugbears left out there right now. The group dispatched all the guards he counted on their way in. Any one else might be patrolling the grounds on their rounds, but most of the evidence of things being awry are all within the church, besides two bugbears and some weeds. Considering everything that happened, its possible your cover outside of this space hasn’t been blown, yet. Those bugbears could be a variable.
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Xalkas throws a fire bolt towards B7 he then tries to maintain equal distance between both entrances.
Attack: 23 Damage: 1
There's a sheepish grin that tugs at the corner of Hawke's lip when he sees Ebele unfortunately get all tangled up within the vines. "Shieeet. I'll warn you sooner next time, promise! Just, uh, put your back into it, or uh... coax them a little?" He never had complete control of those vines and weeds whenever he used that spell, though realistically it didn't matter to him as he normally was alone. He would have to be more conscious next time with using a spell like that next time, especially with the others around the area.
When he sees her manage her way out, he gives a little fist bump. "Nice one!"
"Rogue recruits!?"
At those words, the druids face sours and scrunches up. "Rogue recruits? You guys attacked us first! We're on self defense right now!"
Assuming B7 is still up, Hawke tosses another stone his way! If not, he goes for R1!
Attack: 19 Damage: 6
Adv on R1 if B7 is down; 23
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Ebele indeed put her back into it, freeing herself from Hawke's entanglement. "You boys are going to have to start using safe words!"
Initiative R4
T | K | R1(s) | E | B11 | B10 | H | X | B7(c) | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Hawke picks a hearty pebble from his boulder stack within his sturdy sack, rearing back and tossing it to give a good smack. The Reaver's stoned! Staggering from the hit, he coughs hard. Although a bit confused, he still stands.
Xalkas quickly hurls an accurate flame towards the bandit ready to topple over at Kerric's feet. The fire started to fizzle out along it's trajectory, turning into more of a warm kiss against his lower jaw. To the wizards surprise, it'd catch the cultist's mustachio aflame. The smoke wafted up his nostrils and was enough to choke out his last breath. Eyes wide, the cultist falls at Kerric's feet.
Initiative R4
T | K | R1(c) | E | B11 | B10 | H | X | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
The bugbear was growling with rage from the Reaver's verbal assault but it was promptly interrupted for the briefest moment when it'd witness the cultist get socked with a rock. "I laugh at you, clown." He'd draw back his morning star with a wicked grin before giving a wide swing at the cultist, this time hoping to make it passed his shield.
On Reaver
Attack: 13 Damage: 9
Initiative R4
T | K | R1(c) | E | B11 | B10 | H | X | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Meanwhile outside the chapel...
From the east those could hear grumbling and snarling from a pair of bugbears fussing with Hawke's vines. Their frustrations could only build the longer they're stuck. Maybe they'll take it out on each other too?
B2
Strength ST (DC14): 10
B3
Strength ST (DC14): 13
From the west, the march of more bandit guards could be heard. They come bumbling into the doorway at the same time, unable to get through.
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Initiative R5
T | K | R1(c) | E | B11 | B10 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Roll call: T'chal'fronack'zcinicker and Kerric!
just an unstable unicorn.
T'chal'fronack'zcinicker turns, whipping another bolt out of his quiver and slamming it onto the crossbow. He fires at the Reaver who is left.....
Attack: 21 Damage: 15
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
Kerric:
As more guards spill into the room, Kerric slashes at the closest one, moving to engage the next if the first one falls.
Elven Curved Blade: Attack: 26 Damage: 13
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
Initiative R5
T | K | R1(c) | E | B11 | B10 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
T'chal'fronack'zcinicker's bolt whizzes over Ebele's head, piercing the Reaver in the temple just as he finishes blocking a deadly attack from the bugbear. The body falls with a thud amongst the weeds.
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Is that a little déjàvus? Like a synchronized pair reproducing a rehearsed routine, Kerric's curved elven blade cuts cleanly through the throat of the bandit guard, dropping him to the ground at the same time as T'chal'fronack'zcinicker's target.
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Ebele pauses. Her head tilts Hawke's way. She was trying to register the options before her. The blonde would purse her lips for a moment. "I'm about to pick a fight with a big angry bear..." Trusting Hawke had her back, she'd drum her fingers along her staff and regrip it. "Too bad we didn't pack that fruit picnic..." The monk would open with a hard jab straight for the belly before swinging her body around to try for a hard kick to the back of the knee.
Attack: 22 Damage: 12
Unarmed Attack: 9 Damage: 5
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Mouth agape, the bandit with the crossbow reloads with a fumble. He'd widen his stance to try to steady his footing to take his shot. He didn't know who to make priority, so would keep his original target.
On T'chal'fronack'zcinicker
Attack: 23 Damage: 6
"Me first you fool!" One of the bandits in the doorway finally bursts through. With both blades in hand, he rushes to the elf standing amongst the pile of bodies.
On Kerric
Attack: 21 Damage: 6
BA: 15 Damage: 7
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Roll Call: Hawke and Xalkas!
just an unstable unicorn.
"I'm about to pick a fight with a big angry bear..."
"You n' me both, sweetheart," Hawke grins, adjusting his positioning to get a clear shot at the enemy Ebele had been referring to. "Ay, boo boo!" He calls out to grab the bugbears attention. "Here's your picnic basket!"
Movement - Not entirely sure where Ebele would be, but Hawke would go up a smidgen from where he currently is now to get a better shot off (if possible!)
Action - Tossing a stone at Booboo the Bugbear - Attack: 11 Damage: 6
BA - Casting Magic Stone on another 3 stones
Hawke frowns at the miss. "This is what I get for making Igoy Bear references."
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Trusting that the banter between Ebele and Hawke meant they were doing okay. Xalkas hurls another fire bolt toward the nearest bandit. (If there’s not one in sight he’ll hold for the next bandit to burst through the door. Because I assume he would be able to hear them.)
Attack: 12 Damage: 9
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
On T'chal'fronack'zcinicker
Attack: 23 Damage: 6
DA(Rolled in Discord):16
On Kerric
Attack: 21 Damage: 6
BA: 15 Damage: 7
(Yes, Kerric may use his reaction to Parry)
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
It was as if the whole room went silent for a moment, hanging on to see if the druid's effort lands. Gawk. What a shock! Hawke's rock hit a block. It'd tumble harmlessly into the weeds.
"Silly Tree Man, rocks are for cubs." The bugbear chuckles.
Ebele could be heard stifling more snorts.
Meanwhile Xalkas heaves another firebolt towards the bandit straight ahead, it too hits a wall. It left a good scorch mark though.
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
The last emerging bandit finally falls into the room from the standoff in the doorway with his mate. With the door closing behind him, he loads his crossbow and takes aim for the little gnome who just peppered the wall. He shoots...
On Xalkas
Attack: 20 Damage: 3
Meanwhile the Bugbear stared at Hawke expectantly for a second, and when nothing else was offered, his brows would knit. "You offered picnic!" The furman lifts his morning star over his head and comes to bring it down on the Kalashtar.
On Hawke
Attack: 18 Damage: 17
Meanwhile...
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1 | B2(R) | B3(R)
Two growling bugbears outside start snarling. Neither of them were able to break free right away! They were stuck here while B1 was laughing and having all the fun. Each of them started blaming the other for getting in the way. Next, one of them swats. Then the other. It becomes a quick handslap fest before it'd escalate into a full on dual. Weapons are eventually drawn. And with a growl, they were off!
On B3
Attack: 11 Damage: 8
On B2
Attack: 13 Damage: 13
Initiative R5
T | K | E | B11 | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1| B2(R) | B3(R)
Roll call: T'chal'fronack'zcinicker, Kerric then Ebele!
Map Update
just an unstable unicorn.
Kerric:
Parrying a viscous strike from one of the bandits, Kerric prepares to return the favor with an arcing sweep of his gleaming silver Elven Curved Blade, its bloodied length whistling through the air at the next opponent (B12)
Reaction to Parry: 8
Attack: Attack: 11 Damage: 10
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
T'chal'fronack'zcinicker grunts as he takes another crossbow bolt. He growls, shooting back at the bandit with the crossbow.
Attack: 20 Damage: 11
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
Initiative R6
T | K | E | B11(c) | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1(s) | B2(R) | B3(R)
T'chal'fronack'zcinicker exchanges shots with his bandit 'buddy'. The growler slams into the bandits shoulder, critically injuring him.
Kerric's swift defensive actions save him from another wound, but sends him just enough off balance for his blade to only catch whistling air.
A sickening smack pierces the ears of those near, followed by a grating of bone. Ebele gasps in shock and concern for Hawke on the receiving end of that blow. The sheer force of it would have been enough to knock her out cold if she would have been the target. At that moment, the monk would show no mercy and shift her stance. She'd swiftly launch into a full on offensive strike against the beast in their defense.
The 'belly boop' appeared to be super effective so the blonde would open up with it once again. Both hands gripped tight on her staff, she'd lunge low to jab the bugbear in the gut then move into a pair of flurried blows. With a twist of her body she'd lift to throw one elbow before spinning to throw the other, hoping to knock the grumpkin down a peg.
On B1
Ki: 1 pt - Flurry of Blows
Attack: 10 Damage: 10
BA UA1: 21 Damage: 6
BA UA2: 16 Damage: 6
Regardless of whether she landed any of those, Ebele would hold her breath to listen. She'd pause to hear Hawke's breathing and his movements. When she was assured he was okay, she'd quietly add. "Well I guess we know not to insult a bear by taunting him without a basket..." Trying to provide comic relief.
The bugbear had anticipated Ebele's poke, but he was not prepared for the pair of elbows, taking both of them to the jaw. Although knocked around, he was not knocked out!
Initiative R6
T | K | E | B11(c) | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1(c) | B2(R) | B3(R)
The bandit in critical condition groans. Pushing through the pain, he would be able to load his crossbow once more, but this time he'd take aim for the gnome. It was a lazy shot, but he still tried.
On Xalkas
Attack: 19 Damage: 5
With both blades still in hand, B12 continues to hand Kerric his special vitamins!
On Kerric
Attack: 15 Damage: 5
BA: 19 Damage: 4
Initiative R6
T | K | E | B11(c) | B12 | H | X | B9 | B1(c) | B2(R) | B3(R)
Roll Call: Hawke and Xalkas!
just an unstable unicorn.
Xalkas watches as the wounded bandit loads his crossbow. He’s to hurt to be able to hit anything he thinks so himself as he watches the bandit take aim at him. Just in case Xalkas tries to duck behind the pew for a modicum of cover. Weather the bandit was anticipating this move or just got lucky. Xalkas feels the sting of an arrow graze his arm and twang into the pew behind him.
Moving closer to the foolishly clustered bandits. Xalkas puts his hands together and mutters arcane words of power as fire shoots out in the shape of a really fiery ice cream cone. Scorching all of the bandits attacking Kerric. burning hands
15 fire damage/ dex save dc 13 for half
Xalkas then uses any remaining movement to hide behind the closest pew. (Xalkas is at half health just so everyone is aware)
The bandits accuracy even surprised himself! He'd let out a shocked sound of glee, only to be further surprised when his target would stride forward. His eyes would grow wide when the wizard would bring his hands together. "Eep!" The cultist would squeak and try to take a step back. There was no where to go but squish closer to his fellow bandits.
Xalkas strategically unleashes a deadly cone of fire, lighting up the corner of the church with an array of warm hues. Casted shadows 'danced' against the walls as the subjects writhe in panic and pain. And although Kerric could feel the heat, Xalkas expertly blanketed only the cultists. Flames licked their exposed flesh, singing hair and scorching their gear. They'd have to act fast if they didn't want to burn in place.
Burn Bandits Burn!
Dex DC 13 for half 13 fire damage
(B11) Stop: 10
(B12) Drop: 10
(B9) Roll: 8
Without even needing to asses the results, Xalkas retreats back to his pew. There was no threat of his attacker striking back out at him because the moment he released his fire, he saw the sheer terror reflected in the bandits eyes. He clutched his chest and the moment the flames kissed him, he was toast.
The other two howled in pain as they danced in place. In the chaos and mixed denial of the moment, one of the bandits would desperately try to put out their already dead comrade. Their attempt would only cause the fire to rage against them. Yammering between their screams, they prayed, begged and pleaded for water to save them.
Salvation never came.
Initiative R6
T | K | E | H | X | B1(c) | B2(R) | B3(R)
Roll Call: Hawke
just an unstable unicorn.
Okay, maybe Hawke was hoping the bugbear wouldn't get upset at the lack of a picnic basket, or understand the reference enough to not absolutely destroy his left shoulder and simply laugh at the joke (wasn't Igoy Bear something ALL bugbears knew about!?), but things didn't pan out that way at all. The bugbear was pissed. Really pissed. It showed in his hit, Hawke crying out in pain as a result of it, too slow to dodge out of the way of the attack. He wasn't out of the game just yet thankfully, though his vision did waver and blur momentarily, so much so that when Ebele attacked him, she was just a flash of white, gray, and black.
Concentration for Entangle: 7
It was miracle he was able to keep his concentration up on his spell as his primary focus had been getting the world to stop spinning.
"Well I guess we know not to insult a bear by taunting him without a basket..."
"I guess," Hawke huffed in irritation. "I would've gone to get one and bring it to him if he were nice and laughed at my joke, but now he ain't gonna get no ****in' picnic basket for what he did to my shoulder." He glares at the bugbear. "If thats how you wanna ****in' play, man, then let's play."
BA - Wildshape into Brown Bear
After a loud roar in the bugbears face, the druid attacks!
Attack 1 - Bite - Attack: 18 Damage: 7
Attack 2 (due to multiattack) - Claws - Attack: 8 Damage: 11
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Oops. Ebele tightened her lips shut when Hawke huffed. She had laughed at his joke, but the bugbear didn't. Hawke really did take quite the hit to the shoulder. And he went from playful to protectively pissed. With a loud roar that rumbled you to the core, there were now two angry bears in the church.
The druid snaps at the bugbear in warning before raking him down with his claws. Booboo's been cancelled.
Meanwhile...
Initiative R6
T | K | E | H | X | B2(R) | B3(R)
'Yogi'(B2) and 'Cindy'(B3) are scrapping outside. 'Cindy'(B3) just gave 'Yogi'(B2) a good wallop with his 'purse'. So then 'Yogi'(B2)' makes the decision to try to get the hell out of there.
B2
(Wants to break free!)
Strength ST (DC14): 6
"Run away little cub. Run away." 'Cindy'(B3) taunts. He'd keep swinging at 'Yogi'(B2) with his 'purse', but if 'Yogi'(B2) breaks away, 'Cindy'(B3) takes one of his 'heel's and hucks it.
On B2
If B2 fails save:
'Purse' (Morning Star) Attack: 11 Damage: 13
If B2 makes the save:
'Heel Huck' (Javelin throw) Attack: 20 Damage: 8
'Yogi'(B2)'s trapped! He can't break free but he effectively bats away 'Cindy'(B3)'s 'purse' beating!
Initiative R6
T | K | E | H | X | B2(R) | B3(R)
Ebele would, admittedly a bit timidly, reach a hand out to find Hawke in his shifted form. She'd feel gently, following blood soaked fur to his wound. Taking a slow step forward, she'd asses it with a tender touch before pulling out her healing kit. "Sorry..."
On Hawke
Action - Healing Kit: 1 Use 9/10 remaining
Healing: 10 + additional HP equal to Hawke's max number of Hit Dice.
Besides any rumbling coming from their druid and the sound of bickering bugbears outside, inside the church falls still. Hawke's ability to hold on to his concentration appears to have bought the team a moment to regroup themselves and decide what they'd like to do from here.
Initiative R6
T | K | E | H | X | B2(R) | B3(R)
Roll Call: All but Ebele
just an unstable unicorn.
T'chal'fronack'zcinicker takes a deep breath as he stands up from his crouch...wincing from the wounds he has, but trying to regroup a bit. (second wind: 7)
Then he begins walking around the room. He pulls crossbow bolts out of bodies, his magic mending any damage to them as he quickly wipes them off with a rag and tucks them back into his quiver. Some blood runs down his forearm and drips from his pinky finger as he works, but he doesn't seem to notice.
In a whisper he says, "Do you think we can get the heck out of here now? This plan did not go well!"
What's the difference between a Wizard and a Sorcerer?
Class.
Kerric:
With the bandits falling scorched at his feet, Kerric quickly steps over them and closes the door, shoving their bodies up against it as a makeshift barricade and stepping back with the others towards the growling shrubbery. His gleaming but bloodied blade held firmly in hand, he asks, "What enemies remain? Do we have time to regroup here before others arrive?"
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
Xalkas sits on the pew behind him and watches the bugbear fight.
“We did all that preparation and went through all that effort to get here… Now that we’re in the middle of it, you wanna flee?” Ebele would knit her brows to T’s whisper as she does her best to patch a bear blindfolded.
Hawke would be able to confirm that there are only the two bugbears left out there right now. The group dispatched all the guards he counted on their way in. Any one else might be patrolling the grounds on their rounds, but most of the evidence of things being awry are all within the church, besides two bugbears and some weeds. Considering everything that happened, its possible your cover outside of this space hasn’t been blown, yet. Those bugbears could be a variable.
just an unstable unicorn.