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After a shattering swipe from her quarterstaff, the follow up punch from Kavasends a stomach-churning crack sound through the air and the cultist falls flat on the ground still.
The cultist (C7)takes a return swipe at Opheliawith their scimitar! Melee Weapon Attack: 10Damage: 5 (slashing) Blinded by the need for revenge, the cultist's swipe goes wide!
The hooded figure (A5) turns to Tohand, with a outstretched hand, hisses ill wishes in Draconic as a jagged coloumn of purple-red flame descends onto the dragonborn! Dex Save - Toh: 11 The flame strikes Toh as the pain radiates through his entire body! (4 radiant damage)
Toh growls at the pain but turns his attention to the spellcaster. "So you like to play with the divine do you? Taste Bahamut's wrath." He steps up and brings his sword across at waist level.
Attack: 11 Damage: 6
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Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisysin Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Toh'ssword swipe cuts deep, and the force behind sends the hooded figure to the floor in a desperate wail! The hood knocked back reveals dark hair slick with grime, and skin discoloured...
Jack'sbolt slides into the cultist back. With a horrific choke, they stumble forward and onto the floor before Ophelia...
{End of Combat}
With the tension easing as the immediate attacks are downed, giving you all enough space and time to advance to the temple that was said to be under attack...
Reminder of the Rules:
Traversing Greenest - A Skill Test-ish
Kobold and cultist send chaos through the streets of Greenest! You are to navigate through the town by using your Skills, Spells or Proficiencies to remain undetected, cause distraction or create other means of avoiding combat with the assailants of the town. You can move one square in any direction. The same skill or character cannot be used in sequence. Creative use of a spell or skill will allow in lower DC or advantage, a failure would activate a random encounter. Also, you can decide as a group to attack with a surprise round, if you wish!
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Ophelia awaits the second slash of the scimitar, but then her eyes widen in sync with the cultist's, as a bolt suddenly embeds itself in his back. She wipes her dagger on the dead man's robe, and lets out a ragged breath. "Thank you, but perhaps we don't just brazenly walk up to any more cultists we see?"
"I have an idea. When I say, start moving towards the temple." She holds out an arm for her familiar to hop down from her shoulder, before stroking its head with a finger and giving it a small kiss on its beak as she looks into its eyes. "...I wouldn't ask this of you if it wasn't important...", her lips whisper words involuntarily as she communicates with the hawk telepathically.
She fishes inside her pouch and brings out a clump of faintly phosphorescent moss. She allows the familiar to peck a bit of it off, and then touches her wand to its beak, causings its chest to glow brightly. Ophelia raises her arm, and the hawk takes flight, moving away from the group and the temple, circling and swooping freely.
"Oi! Look at that!" "A magic bird?! Gotta be worth summet!" "Ge 'im!"
The group of cultists drag their kobold minions give chase the flying spectacle, giving Opheliaand the group more than enough to time to close in on the temple.
As they see the walled decorative, building with hanging plants from the corner of its metal plated roof and mounted torches upon its walls. Ophelianotices a number of figures, humanoid and lizard-like, hanging around the near-destroyed gated entrance. The wall looks scalable but another group, albeit small, loiters around the walls.
Toh motions for the others to follow him and then walks up to the smaller group. On the way he runs his blade down one of his cuts so that it's covered in blood. "Hello boys. Now, nobody scream or do anything stupid. Now, let's just take things nice and slow. You let us pass without making a sound and we won't have to cut your guts out like we did your friends back there. Twenty dead cultists is quiet enough for one night, don't you think?"
Toh- a towering humanoid figure, and a frightening blade to match, approaches the group who quickly notice, and shrink, as the distance between them shortens. Both kobold and human don't even bother reaching for their weapons. As Toh stops, they take their opportunity and just flee into the night dropping whatever they had!
Glistening in the light, a silver necklace with an amulet. And a small coin pouch containing 28sp.
Each of you hoisting yourselves over the wall with each other's help, you find the noise oddly quieten; even in the midst of the chaos, there was a sense of near calm in this peaceful temple.
"Three! ...Two! ...One!"
A crash from the main entrance to the north of the building snaps any ease there was followed by a sickly mix of cheers and roars, "Don't open the doors on your silly little temple to Pelor, we'll smash 'em open! Do a lap, you lot - make sure none of the works are sneaking through the drains!"
Another roar stirs into ominous chanting from a number of creature and humanoids from the north and towards you all...
Ophelia looks around with a panicked expression on her face at the approaching horde. "Well I don't think running straight round the corner is the best course of action, what if we hid in these bushes and laid something of an ambush?"
You all watch a raving band of several kobolds with a few cultists and a couple of drakes march on by shouting, roaring and chanting in basic Draconic to 'submit' and 'will breaking power'. It takes them a while to pass before they turn the corner and their noise raises in volume once more...
As these quieten as you hear a few more remaining voices, to the south of the temple...
Luckily for the armour-clad dragonborn, the rowdy crowd starting their march on the other side of the temple are causing enough noise that masks any signs people are incoming.
From where you are, you can make out torch light. Toh, heading the advancement, makes out lazy chatter of humanoid and the quieter squawks of kobold dialect of Draconic...
Ophelia's blade catches flesh, the cultist (C7) curses loudly.
(1sq. = 5ft.)
Initiative Order:
Ophelia
Kava
Bad Guys
Toh
Jack
Kava, you're up!
Kava continues her assult of the cultist in front of her, going to smack him with her quarterstaff before punching him in the face.
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Mindartis Liadon - Eladrin Barbarian | Naivara Siannodel - Half Elf Ranger
Arrila Evenwood - Half Elf Paladin | Callaphe of Setessa - Human Rogue
Katernin Nemetsk - Aasimar Cleric | Melody - Tiefling Bard
After a shattering swipe from her quarterstaff, the follow up punch from Kava sends a stomach-churning crack sound through the air and the cultist falls flat on the ground still.
The cultist (C7) takes a return swipe at Ophelia with their scimitar!
Melee Weapon Attack: 10 Damage: 5 (slashing)
Blinded by the need for revenge, the cultist's swipe goes wide!
The hooded figure (A5) turns to Toh and, with a outstretched hand, hisses ill wishes in Draconic as a jagged coloumn of purple-red flame descends onto the dragonborn!
Dex Save - Toh: 11
The flame strikes Toh as the pain radiates through his entire body! (4 radiant damage)
(1sq. = 5ft.)
Initiative Order:
Ophelia
Kava
Bad Guys
Toh
Jack
Toh, you're up!
Toh growls at the pain but turns his attention to the spellcaster. "So you like to play with the divine do you? Taste Bahamut's wrath." He steps up and brings his sword across at waist level.
Attack: 11 Damage: 6
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Toh's sword swipe cuts deep, and the force behind sends the hooded figure to the floor in a desperate wail! The hood knocked back reveals dark hair slick with grime, and skin discoloured...
Jack, you're up!
Jack fires at Ophelia’s attacker with the crossbow
Attack: 18 Damage: 7
Paladin - warforged - orange
Jack's bolt slides into the cultist back. With a horrific choke, they stumble forward and onto the floor before Ophelia...
{End of Combat}
With the tension easing as the immediate attacks are downed, giving you all enough space and time to advance to the temple that was said to be under attack...
Reminder of the Rules:
Traversing Greenest - A Skill Test-ish
Kobold and cultist send chaos through the streets of Greenest! You are to navigate through the town by using your Skills, Spells or Proficiencies to remain undetected, cause distraction or create other means of avoiding combat with the assailants of the town. You can move one square in any direction. The same skill or character cannot be used in sequence. Creative use of a spell or skill will allow in lower DC or advantage, a failure would activate a random encounter. Also, you can decide as a group to attack with a surprise round, if you wish!
Good luck!
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Ophelia awaits the second slash of the scimitar, but then her eyes widen in sync with the cultist's, as a bolt suddenly embeds itself in his back. She wipes her dagger on the dead man's robe, and lets out a ragged breath. "Thank you, but perhaps we don't just brazenly walk up to any more cultists we see?"
"I have an idea. When I say, start moving towards the temple." She holds out an arm for her familiar to hop down from her shoulder, before stroking its head with a finger and giving it a small kiss on its beak as she looks into its eyes. "...I wouldn't ask this of you if it wasn't important...", her lips whisper words involuntarily as she communicates with the hawk telepathically.
She fishes inside her pouch and brings out a clump of faintly phosphorescent moss. She allows the familiar to peck a bit of it off, and then touches her wand to its beak, causings its chest to glow brightly. Ophelia raises her arm, and the hawk takes flight, moving away from the group and the temple, circling and swooping freely.
"Come on, let's go."
Spell attack: 20
Toh raises an eye but follows along after Ophelia.
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
"Oi! Look at that!"
"A magic bird?! Gotta be worth summet!"
"Ge 'im!"
The group of cultists drag their kobold minions give chase the flying spectacle, giving Ophelia and the group more than enough to time to close in on the temple.
As they see the walled decorative, building with hanging plants from the corner of its metal plated roof and mounted torches upon its walls. Ophelia notices a number of figures, humanoid and lizard-like, hanging around the near-destroyed gated entrance. The wall looks scalable but another group, albeit small, loiters around the walls.
How are to advance?
Toh motions for the others to follow him and then walks up to the smaller group. On the way he runs his blade down one of his cuts so that it's covered in blood. "Hello boys. Now, nobody scream or do anything stupid. Now, let's just take things nice and slow. You let us pass without making a sound and we won't have to cut your guts out like we did your friends back there. Twenty dead cultists is quiet enough for one night, don't you think?"
Intimidation: 5
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Toh - a towering humanoid figure, and a frightening blade to match, approaches the group who quickly notice, and shrink, as the distance between them shortens. Both kobold and human don't even bother reaching for their weapons. As Toh stops, they take their opportunity and just flee into the night dropping whatever they had!
Glistening in the light, a silver necklace with an amulet. And a small coin pouch containing 28sp.
Each of you hoisting yourselves over the wall with each other's help, you find the noise oddly quieten; even in the midst of the chaos, there was a sense of near calm in this peaceful temple.
"Three! ...Two! ...One!"
A crash from the main entrance to the north of the building snaps any ease there was followed by a sickly mix of cheers and roars, "Don't open the doors on your silly little temple to Pelor, we'll smash 'em open! Do a lap, you lot - make sure none of the works are sneaking through the drains!"
Another roar stirs into ominous chanting from a number of creature and humanoids from the north and towards you all...
(1sq. = 5ft. )
Jack looks in the direction of the noise and jogs that direction, calling: “Burglars!” back to his friends. “We should help!”
Paladin - warforged - orange
Ophelia looks around with a panicked expression on her face at the approaching horde. "Well I don't think running straight round the corner is the best course of action, what if we hid in these bushes and laid something of an ambush?"
Just as Ophelia suggest this, a wave of chanting, cries and noise come from the patrolling mob and you all sink down instinctively...
Stealth checks:
21 - Jack
5 - Kava
23 - Ophelia
5 - Toh
You all watch a raving band of several kobolds with a few cultists and a couple of drakes march on by shouting, roaring and chanting in basic Draconic to 'submit' and 'will breaking power'. It takes them a while to pass before they turn the corner and their noise raises in volume once more...
As these quieten as you hear a few more remaining voices, to the south of the temple...
“Well, Ophelia. You’re the smart one. What now?”
Paladin - warforged - orange
Kava points to the noises at the south, miming walking that way.
Elra Skylash - Human Cleric | Vanzaren Tanidoni - Half Elf Wizard
Mindartis Liadon - Eladrin Barbarian | Naivara Siannodel - Half Elf Ranger
Arrila Evenwood - Half Elf Paladin | Callaphe of Setessa - Human Rogue
Katernin Nemetsk - Aasimar Cleric | Melody - Tiefling Bard
Toh nods and tries to strap his armor down a little tighter this time so it won't rattle so much.
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne
Luckily for the armour-clad dragonborn, the rowdy crowd starting their march on the other side of the temple are causing enough noise that masks any signs people are incoming.
From where you are, you can make out torch light. Toh, heading the advancement, makes out lazy chatter of humanoid and the quieter squawks of kobold dialect of Draconic...
(1sq.= 5ft.)
Toh leans around the corner a bit, trying to keep hidden but hoping to get a better listen and possibly a look at what the group will be facing.
Perception: 16
Gronk in Bastion, Kingdom of Medrin Elixisys in Talaveroth (Team 2) Uthal in Lost Continent of Theviranne