Crownsguard Save: 16+3

Crownsguard braces, magic flaring up along his armored body, deflecting most of the impact. As metal creaks back into place, he clenches his fists, cocking them like pistons, “Go to sleep.” He slams one fist into the furry menace’s face, 26 and SMITES AT SECOND LEVEL: 25 of nonlethal radiant damage. He then hits him again, “Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep,” 17, again smiting at second level: 12 nonlethal radiant damage.

12 strength save

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...as he breathes on and howls a deep and feral "Sonic BooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHM!!!!" and blasts all those around him with a 4th level thunderwave!

as the clap of thunder rolls out the beastly form of your diminutive friend looks up to the owl that spoiled his hunt and evaded his jaws... and casts spiritual weapon. a red haze in the shape of a wolf appears next to quill and attacks!

 // Ink CON Save (including CG's aura and Flint's bless) 17  //......

 Ink grunts against the sonic howl, but holds his ground. The screech of an owl in pain draws his attention up, just in time to see a translucent wolf bite and swallow Quill hole causing an eruption of ash and smoke... Nothing is left behind. 

 Ink, now BLOODIED, turns to face Rip, returning the feral wolf's gaze with lifeless, cold, dark eyes - as if the walking dead had replaced his Soul.

He states matter of factly, "I'm going to find out what makes you tick."

Harsnag CON Save: 25

Rip is still grappled and is now down on the ground, dogpiled by the brutes in the party. 

Crownsguard rolled 15 on Discord. Bird lives!

Hearing Ink’s vaguely ominous intent, Crownsguard will poke Rip’s nose, “Please do not harm him. We intend to subdue and cure him. We do not wish for him to sustain real injury, Ink.”

 Harshnag continues to maintain his hold on Rip, but takes no further action. “Let’s not lose our heads,” he says patiently. 

// don't know if flint was in that aoe, if so... //

Con save: 18

"That's an interesting turn of phrase, Harshnag..." Ink comments. He raises his hands in a series of arcane gestures, casting....  slow on only Rip-wolf.

// WIS save DC of 15 or be slowed //

If Ink notes that his spell took effect, he'll walk away.

11

WereRip seems to slow down, as if moving underwater. 

// Flint is up, and Quill is on deck! Let me know what you wanna do. // 

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WereRip seems to slow down, as if moving underwater. 

// Flint is up, and Quill is on deck! Let me know what you wanna do. // 

 Ink walks away from the scrum, a full thirty feet.

// was flint damaged in the thunderwave? //

If either immovable rod is visible, flint will try to take it and use it to pin Rip, planning to tuck it under the back of his shot and hoist him off the ground so he is hanging by his shirt with his feet dangling, then activate the rod.

If the rods are not visible, flint will cast silence centered on rip.

Quill flies through the twilight sky, hunting, in another plane of existence, wondering if her weird arcane friend will call her back.

// Flint started the fight about 25 feet away from the melee. If he didn’t move in any closer, then no he wouldn’t have been hit by the spell. Also, did Ink dismiss Quill? Because the spiritual weapon spell actually didn’t hit her thanks to Crownsguard’s Compelled Duel still being active before Marav’s last turn. //

// I don’t see the immovable rods on anyone’s character sheet. Did they go in the bag of holding? We’ll run with the Silence spell while we figure out what happened to them. //

The entire melee, with the scuffling, is suddenly completely silent. Harshnag looks up, momentarily confused, then realizes what happened when he sees Flint standing there having just completed the somatic components of the Silence spell.

// Rip is up! Marav is on deck. //

Were-rip struggles against the mass and bites at the nearest thing to it's mouth.... and the winner is Crownsguard! cause werewolfbot!

15 for 3 nom damage

wis save 12 for slow

Ink comments from a safe distance, "We could combine our ropes to tie him up - you can't hold him all night."

Crownsguard easily manages to keep his body away from the werewolf’s slow-moving teeth. 

// Marav is up! Crownsguard is next. //

Marav snarls lightly at Steele who takes the hint and backs away. Marav just continues to help Harshnag keep Rip grappled.

// At this point I think it’s a foregone conclusion, so let’s handle things narratively for now. 

 What would you all like to have happen here? How should we resolve the situation? //