Keeping at range, Roy will drop his bow for a moment and cast Magic Missile. Description: Roy drops his bow and stretches forth his right hand while the left hand rests on the side of his head. His eyes flash black-purplish energy as 3 darts of black & purple fly from his outstretched hand and strike the orc troops that have closed with the party. 1 dart to 3 orcs.
The half orc troops stumble with the strike against them, but nevertheless charge with their commander towards the party. 2 raise their scimitars and ignite the plasma edges, each one charging at each of the two who are in the cloud, while the rest raise their carbines and fire a plasma shot directly at the other 4 party members.
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
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An-Ran lets out a muffled grunt as the plasma shot tears open the force projection and hits his shoulder, well-trained, his body quickly regains its balance, the invisible force armour ripples in the air, two glowing blades appear in his hands as he aims at the half-orc through the pain from the impact, two purple lightning strikes across.
Hondo is still behind cover when a plasma bolt whizzes above his head. He looks back up to the half orc CO getting worked on. “They are taking care of him. I’ll start taking out his troops.” Hondo presses a button located in his wrist and three small heat seeking missiles load into his gauntlet. He gets above his cover and aims at three separate half orc troops and fires. Missile 1:5
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
One of the missiles collided with a brute at full force, and pierced its heart nearly killing him. Ciphers shot barely hits another half orc, and slays it on the spot, with An-Rans blades tearing through their target and defeats it too. However, the half Orcs scream and return to battle, with a last shred of endurance. The Orcs on the other side of the field laugh however, firing their heavy blasters and shattering the shield at last. The defenders flee and dash to get to some safer terrain, but the Gunship will be ready to fly in 24 seconds.
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"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
Fallin nimbly avoids the half-orc's plasma blade. "You'll have to try better next time," he taunts at the orc, "that is... if there is a next time." He pulls out his shortsword and swings it toward the half-orc who attacked him, before unleashing a fist full of electric fury towards its face.
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(Should have mentioned this earlier, but recall that three of you are still blessed by Firenze, though having taken damage he would need to roll a con save: 9)
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(And that is a fail, so bless is gone anyway. This leaves Firenze free to do the following.)
Firenze strikes at the nearest enemy, be it the Half-Orc commander standing to fight with his last breath or one of his nearby compatriots (at advantage due to the blinded effect from the smokescreen, which had no concentration check): Attack: 18 Damage: 12
Having slain one of the bandits, Firenze will cast expeditious retreat on himself as a bonus action, his power armor activating with a gasp of charged coils and tensile plasteel. He moves a full 60ft, weaving around the orcs, to put himself as close as he can to the big orcs, who stand a chance to burst the downed survivor's defensive shield.
The half orc commander and the half orc fighting Fallin fall to the ground after taking so much damage, now unable to get up. Only one of the half Orcs has its ability left, with the rest severely injured. As Firenze rushes at the Orcs, he narrows his distance from the survivors from 240ft to 180ft.
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"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
The half Orcs that are left raised their carbines and focused fire on Roy. Even with the smoke, every shot connected and he fell to the ground, bleeding out before succumbing to death...
The half Orcs, in disarray with their commanders death, attempt to flee the scene towards the encroaching gunship. Everyone gets an opportunity attack.
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"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead" Game/Dungeon Mastering in: Star Wars Dawn of Defiance Playing in: Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA) "Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
Roy
Keeping at range, Roy will drop his bow for a moment and cast Magic Missile.
Description:
Roy drops his bow and stretches forth his right hand while the left hand rests on the side of his head. His eyes flash black-purplish energy as 3 darts of black & purple fly from his outstretched hand and strike the orc troops that have closed with the party. 1 dart to 3 orcs.
Missile 1: 3
Missile 2: 4
Missile 3: 3
Reposting for reference.
The half orc troops stumble with the strike against them, but nevertheless charge with their commander towards the party. 2 raise their scimitars and ignite the plasma edges, each one charging at each of the two who are in the cloud, while the rest raise their carbines and fire a plasma shot directly at the other 4 party members.
Fallin Orc:Attack: 7 Damage: 4
Firenze Orc:Attack: [roll]1d20da[/roll] Damage: 3
Roy Orc:Attack: 1 Damage: 1
An-Ran Orc:Attack: 20 Damage: 13
Hondo Orc:Attack: 2 Damage: 3
Cypher Orc:Attack: 8 Damage: 1
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
(Reroll for the screwed up attack)
16
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
An-Ran lets out a muffled grunt as the plasma shot tears open the force projection and hits his shoulder, well-trained, his body quickly regains its balance, the invisible force armour ripples in the air, two glowing blades appear in his hands as he aims at the half-orc through the pain from the impact, two purple lightning strikes across.
Attack: 20 Damage: 10
Attack: 24 Damage: 6
Sneak attack: 7
Hondo is still behind cover when a plasma bolt whizzes above his head. He looks back up to the half orc CO getting worked on. “They are taking care of him. I’ll start taking out his troops.” Hondo presses a button located in his wrist and three small heat seeking missiles load into his gauntlet. He gets above his cover and aims at three separate half orc troops and fires.
Missile 1:5
Missile 2:3
Missile 3:2
//You need to roll to hit
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
//Magic missile hits automatically.
Cipher ducks as a plasma bolt whizzed over her head and she advances 30ft and takes aim at one of the orc soldiers with her gauntlet.
Attack: 15
Damage: 12
*For Magic Missile you do not. I should have clarified that is what I was using.*
//Oh sorry
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
One of the missiles collided with a brute at full force, and pierced its heart nearly killing him. Ciphers shot barely hits another half orc, and slays it on the spot, with An-Rans blades tearing through their target and defeats it too. However, the half Orcs scream and return to battle, with a last shred of endurance. The Orcs on the other side of the field laugh however, firing their heavy blasters and shattering the shield at last. The defenders flee and dash to get to some safer terrain, but the Gunship will be ready to fly in 24 seconds.
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
*Is the Half Orc CO dead at this point?*
4
Fallin nimbly avoids the half-orc's plasma blade. "You'll have to try better next time," he taunts at the orc, "that is... if there is a next time." He pulls out his shortsword and swings it toward the half-orc who attacked him, before unleashing a fist full of electric fury towards its face.
(Action: Shortsword attack. Attack: 12 Damage: 5)
(Bonus Action: Unarmed strike [Draconic Disciple]. Attack: 18 Damage: 7 lightning damage.)
(Should have mentioned this earlier, but recall that three of you are still blessed by Firenze, though having taken damage he would need to roll a con save: 9)
(And that is a fail, so bless is gone anyway. This leaves Firenze free to do the following.)
Firenze strikes at the nearest enemy, be it the Half-Orc commander standing to fight with his last breath or one of his nearby compatriots (at advantage due to the blinded effect from the smokescreen, which had no concentration check): Attack: 18 Damage: 12
Having slain one of the bandits, Firenze will cast expeditious retreat on himself as a bonus action, his power armor activating with a gasp of charged coils and tensile plasteel. He moves a full 60ft, weaving around the orcs, to put himself as close as he can to the big orcs, who stand a chance to burst the downed survivor's defensive shield.
The half orc commander and the half orc fighting Fallin fall to the ground after taking so much damage, now unable to get up. Only one of the half Orcs has its ability left, with the rest severely injured. As Firenze rushes at the Orcs, he narrows his distance from the survivors from 240ft to 180ft.
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
(As he left)
The half Orcs that are left raised their carbines and focused fire on Roy. Even with the smoke, every shot connected and he fell to the ground, bleeding out before succumbing to death...
The half Orcs, in disarray with their commanders death, attempt to flee the scene towards the encroaching gunship. Everyone gets an opportunity attack.
"Honor is a fools prize. Glory is of no use to the dead"
Game/Dungeon Mastering in:
Star Wars Dawn of Defiance
Playing in:
Three Sisters (The DM is currently MIA)
"Everybody gets a nasty surprise one day. I'd rather take it standing up than when I'm laying down"
Op Attack: Attack: 24 Damage: 9
“ROY!! NOO!” Hondo screams as he slashes one of the half orcs with his laser rapier in the throat as he tries to run away.
To hit: 18
Damage: 10