That seems to do the most so far, the swarm staggering as if it had actually taken a hit for the first time, though it still isnt as much as it couldve been...
Again, surrender or die. *The automatons are standing inside the field, btw, dealing damage outside of it, but Caelum's still outside.*
It seems to sigh "Ill deal with you in a moment"
The automaton gestures again. *Same effect, same save.*
9
73 *That's the last time the spellslinger can actually use that safely...*
"Cowards."
The first one steps forward out of the field, still holding its sword. "You are the coward for not facing us face to face. Come out from where you hide and see how well you fare against the Silver Guard. I have been its captain for centuries. You will not defeat us."
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That seems to do the most so far, the swarm staggering as if it had actually taken a hit for the first time, though it still isnt as much as it couldve been...
Again, surrender or die. *The automatons are standing inside the field, btw, dealing damage outside of it, but Caelum's still outside.*
It seems to sigh "Ill deal with you in a moment"
The automaton gestures again. *Same effect, same save.*
9
73 *That's the last time the spellslinger can actually use that safely...*
"Cowards."
The first one steps forward out of the field, still holding its sword. "You are the coward for not facing us face to face. Come out from where you hide and see how well you fare against the Silver Guard. I have been its captain for centuries. You will not defeat us."
"Nor could you defeat me. And Im a bit busy currently, thanks. I have an open appointment next Saturday? Perhaps you could meet me in the end of the world?"
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I know multiple people who have been trapped inside swords before. They've always had no problem. First, you find some out of the way world where you can terrify people into giving you tribute without fear of retribution; then, after you build up your riches, you hire an unscrupulous adventuring party to take the money and find the angel.
This is quicker and easier The blades are getting very close to engulfing her within the swarm
I wouldn't suggest that.
Her fingers begin to grow into claws, a scaly tail begins to appear, wings sprout from her back, and within moments she's in her full dragon shape, easily dwarfing the entire tavern compound.
Phantomizakell shakes himself out of the snow covering everything, and walks over, standing at over 70 ft. tall. How well do you think that a group of swords is going to do against two powerful dragons, one of whom is cleric with Anitmagic Field prepared? His thunderous and rolling voice asks the swarm.
Honestly? Fairly well. You dont have the Inkathar.
I doubt it.
Then Ill make sure to see those doubts removed *Initiative?*
*Phantom is in this, but only will be involved if things go south of Caelum asks for his help.*
Initiative: 15
11
13
Phantomizakell backs up a bit, and suddenly becomes as insubstantial as the mists that transform him by calling on one of his innate powers. He can't attack like this, but neither can he be attacked, although He can still use spells.
OK, my attacks don't seem to be doing much. I yield to your experience, Elder.
Very well. With that, Phantomizakell shakes himself again, returning to his physical form.
He walks over to the swarm, and does his own set of attacks.
20 to hit. 24 magical piercing and 14 force damage
17 to hit. 21 magical slashing and 10 poison damage
He then wings his tail about, stabbing the blade into the heart of the swarm.
Unable to parse dice roll. to hit. 21 magical piercing and 19 acid damage.
Back out of the swarm. I'm gonna use my breath if that doesn't get them to back off.
Most seems to do nothing, the force seeming heavily resisted, and the rest doing next to nothing on it. It begins attacking him
Attack: 19 Damage: 22
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 13 Damage: 18
Attack: 16 Damage: 17
As with when the swarm attacked Caelum, only one hit has enough force to slice through Phantomizakell's thick scales. Even then, it only really appears to have succeeded in angering him, as the wound barely seems to be more than a thin, faintly red, line across a portion of his shoulder.
A low growl comes from Phantom, as his usually dark green eyes start glowing and changing to a burning, lime green color. With a powerful inhale, Phantomizakell unleashes his own breath weapon.
*DC 25 Dex save, taking 88 acid damage on a fail, or half as much on a success.*
9 Either way, it again seems to not be very effective.
Attack: 22 Damage: 29
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 26 Damage: 19
Attack: 15 Damage: 24
Two of the attacks make it through his scales this time, but again, to little seeming effect.
Suddenly, he vanishes, only to reappear a moment later behind the swarm, making a single attack against it.
33 to hit. 21 magical piercing and 40 force damage.
As normal, only the force seems to do anything, and not really much at all
Attack: 17 Damage: 33
Attack: 10 Damage: 18
Attack: 25 Damage: 32
Attack: 13 Damage: 24
Another attack makes it through his scales, finally seeming to do some actual damage.
*Since I've been forgetting to roll recharges on his breath and incorporeal form, I'll start doing that, lol.*
*Incorporeal form 2. Breath Weapon: 2*
Again, Phantomizakell blinks out of existence and reappears behind the swarm, making a single attack.
Unable to parse dice roll. to hit. 29 magical piercing and 69 force damage.
It counter attacks
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 19 Damage: 29
Attack: 10 Damage: 24
Attack: 21 Damage: 22
All of the attacks bounce off of Phantomizakell's scales this time, and he actually laughs, blinking again.
22 to hit. 25 magical piercing and 51 force damage.
Attack: 14 Damage: 28
Attack: 24 Damage: 21
Attack: 27 Damage: 18
Attack: 16 Damage: 27
The swords seem tireless still. The laughing begins to echo louder
Two attacks slip through his scales. Phantomizakell is starting to bleed a decent bit now, but still seems ready to go. His eyes and claws start glowing, and he mutters a few short phrases under his breath. A rather large ghostly flail appears behind the swarm and attacks it.
17 to hit. 21 force damage.
That misses "Wow... You both really are slow. Let me spell it out for you: You arent doing anything to me without the Inkathar. You wont be able to do much without the Inkathar."
Attack: 28 Damage: 50
Attack: 22 Damage: 30
Attack: 28 Damage: 43
Attack: 19 Damage: 23
Phantomizakell roars in pain as two more attacks slice through his scales. He backs up from the swarm, and casts a 7th-level Heal on himself. Then a bonus action follows, as the flail swings in again.
19 to hit. 20 force damage.
Miss again. It follows him to attack
Attack: 25 Damage: 20
Attack: 18 Damage: 23
Attack: 27 Damage: 24
Attack: 18 Damage: 19
Two more attacks slice through his scales, causing him to bleed once more.
I know multiple people who have been trapped inside swords before. They've always had no problem. First, you find some out of the way world where you can terrify people into giving you tribute without fear of retribution; then, after you build up your riches, you hire an unscrupulous adventuring party to take the money and find the angel.
This is quicker and easier The blades are getting very close to engulfing her within the swarm
I wouldn't suggest that.
Her fingers begin to grow into claws, a scaly tail begins to appear, wings sprout from her back, and within moments she's in her full dragon shape, easily dwarfing the entire tavern compound.
Phantomizakell shakes himself out of the snow covering everything, and walks over, standing at over 70 ft. tall. How well do you think that a group of swords is going to do against two powerful dragons, one of whom is cleric with Anitmagic Field prepared? His thunderous and rolling voice asks the swarm.
Honestly? Fairly well. You dont have the Inkathar.
I doubt it.
Then Ill make sure to see those doubts removed *Initiative?*
*Phantom is in this, but only will be involved if things go south of Caelum asks for his help.*
Initiative: 15
11
13
Phantomizakell backs up a bit, and suddenly becomes as insubstantial as the mists that transform him by calling on one of his innate powers. He can't attack like this, but neither can he be attacked, although He can still use spells.
OK, my attacks don't seem to be doing much. I yield to your experience, Elder.
Very well. With that, Phantomizakell shakes himself again, returning to his physical form.
He walks over to the swarm, and does his own set of attacks.
20 to hit. 24 magical piercing and 14 force damage
17 to hit. 21 magical slashing and 10 poison damage
He then wings his tail about, stabbing the blade into the heart of the swarm.
Unable to parse dice roll. to hit. 21 magical piercing and 19 acid damage.
Back out of the swarm. I'm gonna use my breath if that doesn't get them to back off.
Most seems to do nothing, the force seeming heavily resisted, and the rest doing next to nothing on it. It begins attacking him
Attack: 19 Damage: 22
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 13 Damage: 18
Attack: 16 Damage: 17
As with when the swarm attacked Caelum, only one hit has enough force to slice through Phantomizakell's thick scales. Even then, it only really appears to have succeeded in angering him, as the wound barely seems to be more than a thin, faintly red, line across a portion of his shoulder.
A low growl comes from Phantom, as his usually dark green eyes start glowing and changing to a burning, lime green color. With a powerful inhale, Phantomizakell unleashes his own breath weapon.
*DC 25 Dex save, taking 88 acid damage on a fail, or half as much on a success.*
9 Either way, it again seems to not be very effective.
Attack: 22 Damage: 29
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 26 Damage: 19
Attack: 15 Damage: 24
Two of the attacks make it through his scales this time, but again, to little seeming effect.
Suddenly, he vanishes, only to reappear a moment later behind the swarm, making a single attack against it.
33 to hit. 21 magical piercing and 40 force damage.
As normal, only the force seems to do anything, and not really much at all
Attack: 17 Damage: 33
Attack: 10 Damage: 18
Attack: 25 Damage: 32
Attack: 13 Damage: 24
Another attack makes it through his scales, finally seeming to do some actual damage.
*Since I've been forgetting to roll recharges on his breath and incorporeal form, I'll start doing that, lol.*
*Incorporeal form 2. Breath Weapon: 2*
Again, Phantomizakell blinks out of existence and reappears behind the swarm, making a single attack.
Unable to parse dice roll. to hit. 29 magical piercing and 69 force damage.
It counter attacks
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 19 Damage: 29
Attack: 10 Damage: 24
Attack: 21 Damage: 22
All of the attacks bounce off of Phantomizakell's scales this time, and he actually laughs, blinking again.
22 to hit. 25 magical piercing and 51 force damage.
Attack: 14 Damage: 28
Attack: 24 Damage: 21
Attack: 27 Damage: 18
Attack: 16 Damage: 27
The swords seem tireless still. The laughing begins to echo louder
Two attacks slip through his scales. Phantomizakell is starting to bleed a decent bit now, but still seems ready to go. His eyes and claws start glowing, and he mutters a few short phrases under his breath. A rather large ghostly flail appears behind the swarm and attacks it.
17 to hit. 21 force damage.
That misses "Wow... You both really are slow. Let me spell it out for you: You arent doing anything to me without the Inkathar. You wont be able to do much without the Inkathar."
Attack: 28 Damage: 50
Attack: 22 Damage: 30
Attack: 28 Damage: 43
Attack: 19 Damage: 23
Phantomizakell roars in pain as two more attacks slice through his scales. He backs up from the swarm, and casts a 7th-level Heal on himself. Then a bonus action follows, as the flail swings in again.
19 to hit. 20 force damage.
Miss again. It follows him to attack
Attack: 25 Damage: 20
Attack: 18 Damage: 23
Attack: 27 Damage: 24
Attack: 18 Damage: 19
Two more attacks slice through his scales, causing him to bleed once more.
"You know what, I've had enough of you."
Phantom's eyes and claws begin glowing again.
*Charisma Save!*
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I know multiple people who have been trapped inside swords before. They've always had no problem. First, you find some out of the way world where you can terrify people into giving you tribute without fear of retribution; then, after you build up your riches, you hire an unscrupulous adventuring party to take the money and find the angel.
This is quicker and easier The blades are getting very close to engulfing her within the swarm
I wouldn't suggest that.
Her fingers begin to grow into claws, a scaly tail begins to appear, wings sprout from her back, and within moments she's in her full dragon shape, easily dwarfing the entire tavern compound.
Phantomizakell shakes himself out of the snow covering everything, and walks over, standing at over 70 ft. tall. How well do you think that a group of swords is going to do against two powerful dragons, one of whom is cleric with Anitmagic Field prepared? His thunderous and rolling voice asks the swarm.
Honestly? Fairly well. You dont have the Inkathar.
I doubt it.
Then Ill make sure to see those doubts removed *Initiative?*
*Phantom is in this, but only will be involved if things go south of Caelum asks for his help.*
Initiative: 15
11
13
Phantomizakell backs up a bit, and suddenly becomes as insubstantial as the mists that transform him by calling on one of his innate powers. He can't attack like this, but neither can he be attacked, although He can still use spells.
OK, my attacks don't seem to be doing much. I yield to your experience, Elder.
Very well. With that, Phantomizakell shakes himself again, returning to his physical form.
He walks over to the swarm, and does his own set of attacks.
20 to hit. 24 magical piercing and 14 force damage
17 to hit. 21 magical slashing and 10 poison damage
He then wings his tail about, stabbing the blade into the heart of the swarm.
Unable to parse dice roll. to hit. 21 magical piercing and 19 acid damage.
Back out of the swarm. I'm gonna use my breath if that doesn't get them to back off.
Most seems to do nothing, the force seeming heavily resisted, and the rest doing next to nothing on it. It begins attacking him
Attack: 19 Damage: 22
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 13 Damage: 18
Attack: 16 Damage: 17
As with when the swarm attacked Caelum, only one hit has enough force to slice through Phantomizakell's thick scales. Even then, it only really appears to have succeeded in angering him, as the wound barely seems to be more than a thin, faintly red, line across a portion of his shoulder.
A low growl comes from Phantom, as his usually dark green eyes start glowing and changing to a burning, lime green color. With a powerful inhale, Phantomizakell unleashes his own breath weapon.
*DC 25 Dex save, taking 88 acid damage on a fail, or half as much on a success.*
9 Either way, it again seems to not be very effective.
Attack: 22 Damage: 29
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 26 Damage: 19
Attack: 15 Damage: 24
Two of the attacks make it through his scales this time, but again, to little seeming effect.
Suddenly, he vanishes, only to reappear a moment later behind the swarm, making a single attack against it.
33 to hit. 21 magical piercing and 40 force damage.
As normal, only the force seems to do anything, and not really much at all
Attack: 17 Damage: 33
Attack: 10 Damage: 18
Attack: 25 Damage: 32
Attack: 13 Damage: 24
Another attack makes it through his scales, finally seeming to do some actual damage.
*Since I've been forgetting to roll recharges on his breath and incorporeal form, I'll start doing that, lol.*
*Incorporeal form 2. Breath Weapon: 2*
Again, Phantomizakell blinks out of existence and reappears behind the swarm, making a single attack.
Unable to parse dice roll. to hit. 29 magical piercing and 69 force damage.
It counter attacks
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 19 Damage: 29
Attack: 10 Damage: 24
Attack: 21 Damage: 22
All of the attacks bounce off of Phantomizakell's scales this time, and he actually laughs, blinking again.
22 to hit. 25 magical piercing and 51 force damage.
Attack: 14 Damage: 28
Attack: 24 Damage: 21
Attack: 27 Damage: 18
Attack: 16 Damage: 27
The swords seem tireless still. The laughing begins to echo louder
Two attacks slip through his scales. Phantomizakell is starting to bleed a decent bit now, but still seems ready to go. His eyes and claws start glowing, and he mutters a few short phrases under his breath. A rather large ghostly flail appears behind the swarm and attacks it.
17 to hit. 21 force damage.
That misses "Wow... You both really are slow. Let me spell it out for you: You arent doing anything to me without the Inkathar. You wont be able to do much without the Inkathar."
Attack: 28 Damage: 50
Attack: 22 Damage: 30
Attack: 28 Damage: 43
Attack: 19 Damage: 23
Phantomizakell roars in pain as two more attacks slice through his scales. He backs up from the swarm, and casts a 7th-level Heal on himself. Then a bonus action follows, as the flail swings in again.
19 to hit. 20 force damage.
Miss again. It follows him to attack
Attack: 25 Damage: 20
Attack: 18 Damage: 23
Attack: 27 Damage: 24
Attack: 18 Damage: 19
Two more attacks slice through his scales, causing him to bleed once more.
"You know what, I've had enough of you."
Phantom's eyes and claws begin glowing again.
*Charisma Save!*
16
*Fail!* The swarm suddenly disappears, being banished to a demiplane.
"I'm done with you." Phantomizakell growls, before walking back into the protection field, where he promptly transforms back into his Moon Elf form, definitely battered, but still very much so alive.
I know multiple people who have been trapped inside swords before. They've always had no problem. First, you find some out of the way world where you can terrify people into giving you tribute without fear of retribution; then, after you build up your riches, you hire an unscrupulous adventuring party to take the money and find the angel.
This is quicker and easier The blades are getting very close to engulfing her within the swarm
I wouldn't suggest that.
Her fingers begin to grow into claws, a scaly tail begins to appear, wings sprout from her back, and within moments she's in her full dragon shape, easily dwarfing the entire tavern compound.
Phantomizakell shakes himself out of the snow covering everything, and walks over, standing at over 70 ft. tall. How well do you think that a group of swords is going to do against two powerful dragons, one of whom is cleric with Anitmagic Field prepared? His thunderous and rolling voice asks the swarm.
Honestly? Fairly well. You dont have the Inkathar.
I doubt it.
Then Ill make sure to see those doubts removed *Initiative?*
*Phantom is in this, but only will be involved if things go south of Caelum asks for his help.*
Initiative: 15
11
13
Phantomizakell backs up a bit, and suddenly becomes as insubstantial as the mists that transform him by calling on one of his innate powers. He can't attack like this, but neither can he be attacked, although He can still use spells.
OK, my attacks don't seem to be doing much. I yield to your experience, Elder.
Very well. With that, Phantomizakell shakes himself again, returning to his physical form.
He walks over to the swarm, and does his own set of attacks.
20 to hit. 24 magical piercing and 14 force damage
17 to hit. 21 magical slashing and 10 poison damage
He then wings his tail about, stabbing the blade into the heart of the swarm.
Unable to parse dice roll. to hit. 21 magical piercing and 19 acid damage.
Back out of the swarm. I'm gonna use my breath if that doesn't get them to back off.
Most seems to do nothing, the force seeming heavily resisted, and the rest doing next to nothing on it. It begins attacking him
Attack: 19 Damage: 22
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 13 Damage: 18
Attack: 16 Damage: 17
As with when the swarm attacked Caelum, only one hit has enough force to slice through Phantomizakell's thick scales. Even then, it only really appears to have succeeded in angering him, as the wound barely seems to be more than a thin, faintly red, line across a portion of his shoulder.
A low growl comes from Phantom, as his usually dark green eyes start glowing and changing to a burning, lime green color. With a powerful inhale, Phantomizakell unleashes his own breath weapon.
*DC 25 Dex save, taking 88 acid damage on a fail, or half as much on a success.*
9 Either way, it again seems to not be very effective.
Attack: 22 Damage: 29
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 26 Damage: 19
Attack: 15 Damage: 24
Two of the attacks make it through his scales this time, but again, to little seeming effect.
Suddenly, he vanishes, only to reappear a moment later behind the swarm, making a single attack against it.
33 to hit. 21 magical piercing and 40 force damage.
As normal, only the force seems to do anything, and not really much at all
Attack: 17 Damage: 33
Attack: 10 Damage: 18
Attack: 25 Damage: 32
Attack: 13 Damage: 24
Another attack makes it through his scales, finally seeming to do some actual damage.
*Since I've been forgetting to roll recharges on his breath and incorporeal form, I'll start doing that, lol.*
*Incorporeal form 2. Breath Weapon: 2*
Again, Phantomizakell blinks out of existence and reappears behind the swarm, making a single attack.
Unable to parse dice roll. to hit. 29 magical piercing and 69 force damage.
It counter attacks
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 19 Damage: 29
Attack: 10 Damage: 24
Attack: 21 Damage: 22
All of the attacks bounce off of Phantomizakell's scales this time, and he actually laughs, blinking again.
22 to hit. 25 magical piercing and 51 force damage.
Attack: 14 Damage: 28
Attack: 24 Damage: 21
Attack: 27 Damage: 18
Attack: 16 Damage: 27
The swords seem tireless still. The laughing begins to echo louder
Two attacks slip through his scales. Phantomizakell is starting to bleed a decent bit now, but still seems ready to go. His eyes and claws start glowing, and he mutters a few short phrases under his breath. A rather large ghostly flail appears behind the swarm and attacks it.
17 to hit. 21 force damage.
That misses "Wow... You both really are slow. Let me spell it out for you: You arent doing anything to me without the Inkathar. You wont be able to do much without the Inkathar."
Attack: 28 Damage: 50
Attack: 22 Damage: 30
Attack: 28 Damage: 43
Attack: 19 Damage: 23
Phantomizakell roars in pain as two more attacks slice through his scales. He backs up from the swarm, and casts a 7th-level Heal on himself. Then a bonus action follows, as the flail swings in again.
19 to hit. 20 force damage.
Miss again. It follows him to attack
Attack: 25 Damage: 20
Attack: 18 Damage: 23
Attack: 27 Damage: 24
Attack: 18 Damage: 19
Two more attacks slice through his scales, causing him to bleed once more.
"You know what, I've had enough of you."
Phantom's eyes and claws begin glowing again.
*Charisma Save!*
16
*Fail!* The swarm suddenly disappears, being banished to Avernus.
"Let the devils deal with you now." Phantomizakell growls, before walking back into the protection field, where he promptly transforms back into his Moon Elf form, definitely battered, but still very much so alive.
After a minute, they appear outside again "Aww, how rude. Dont you know that these swords all belong to people here?" He hears some sarcasm
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That seems to do the most so far, the swarm staggering as if it had actually taken a hit for the first time, though it still isnt as much as it couldve been...
Again, surrender or die. *The automatons are standing inside the field, btw, dealing damage outside of it, but Caelum's still outside.*
It seems to sigh "Ill deal with you in a moment"
The automaton gestures again. *Same effect, same save.*
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73 *That's the last time the spellslinger can actually use that safely...*
"Cowards."
The first one steps forward out of the field, still holding its sword. "You are the coward for not facing us face to face. Come out from where you hide and see how well you fare against the Silver Guard. I have been its captain for centuries. You will not defeat us."
"Nor could you defeat me. And Im a bit busy currently, thanks. I have an open appointment next Saturday? Perhaps you could meet me in the end of the world?"
"We are at the End of the World. And we can easily defeat you; this is but a fraction of the Silver Guards' strength." Charisma Save.
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That seems to do the most so far, the swarm staggering as if it had actually taken a hit for the first time, though it still isnt as much as it couldve been...
Again, surrender or die. *The automatons are standing inside the field, btw, dealing damage outside of it, but Caelum's still outside.*
It seems to sigh "Ill deal with you in a moment"
The automaton gestures again. *Same effect, same save.*
9
73 *That's the last time the spellslinger can actually use that safely...*
"Cowards."
The first one steps forward out of the field, still holding its sword. "You are the coward for not facing us face to face. Come out from where you hide and see how well you fare against the Silver Guard. I have been its captain for centuries. You will not defeat us."
"Nor could you defeat me. And Im a bit busy currently, thanks. I have an open appointment next Saturday? Perhaps you could meet me in the end of the world?"
"We are at the End of the World. And we can easily defeat you; this is but a fraction of the Silver Guards' strength." Charisma Save.
"I meant inside the End. The void itself." 7
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*Since Soldaer is occupied in Sigil, And Phantom is in two separate encounters currently, time to intro another character.*
A dark purplish portal appears behind the sword swarm. Out of it steps a rather imposing figure, standing at about 6'9" and clearly weighing near to 300 lbs. The figure has a single rough staff in his right hand, the top of which is adorned with some sort of humanoid skull. Glowing coldly within the eye sockets of the skull are two corundum.
Draped across his shoulders is the pelt of a mighty winter wolf, the head of which rests on his right shoulder. He has several handaxes and knives strapped on his belt and in special sheathes and holders on his upper legs and forearms. Battle-scarred leather armor bound in strips of some metal covers his chest, and pieces in similar condition protect his legs and arms. Covering the upper two thirds of his face is a rough-hewn wooden mask covered in woad and etched with arcane runes. His thick hair is black, and a little bit greasy, and hangs down to his shoulders in back. A pair of javelins stick out over his shoulders as well.
That seems to do the most so far, the swarm staggering as if it had actually taken a hit for the first time, though it still isnt as much as it couldve been...
Again, surrender or die. *The automatons are standing inside the field, btw, dealing damage outside of it, but Caelum's still outside.*
It seems to sigh "Ill deal with you in a moment"
The automaton gestures again. *Same effect, same save.*
9
73 *That's the last time the spellslinger can actually use that safely...*
"Cowards."
The first one steps forward out of the field, still holding its sword. "You are the coward for not facing us face to face. Come out from where you hide and see how well you fare against the Silver Guard. I have been its captain for centuries. You will not defeat us."
"Nor could you defeat me. And Im a bit busy currently, thanks. I have an open appointment next Saturday? Perhaps you could meet me in the end of the world?"
"We are at the End of the World. And we can easily defeat you; this is but a fraction of the Silver Guards' strength." Charisma Save.
"I meant inside the End. The void itself." 12
The entity begins to feel something on the edge of its consciousness. *Not entirely sure if it can be charmed, but Yekel (the automaton) is trying to charm it.*
"It is from the End that my soul came, to inhabit this undying body. You cannot win, so why don't you join with us, become our allies. Or, better yet, BECOME US."
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*Since Soldaer is occupied in Sigil, And Phantom is in two separate encounters currently, time to intro another character.*
A dark purplish portal appears behind the sword swarm. Out of it steps a rather imposing figure, standing at about 6'9" and clearly weighing near to 300 lbs. The figure has a single rough staff in his right hand, the top of which is adorned with some sort of humanoid skull. Glowing coldly within the eye sockets of the skull are two corundum.
Draped across his shoulders is the pelt of a mighty winter wolf, the head of which rests on his right shoulder. He has several handaxes and knives strapped on his belt and in special sheathes and holders on his upper legs and forearms. Battle-scarred leather armor bound in strips of some metal covers his chest, and pieces in similar condition protect his legs and arms. Covering the upper two thirds of his face is a rough-hewn wooden mask covered in woad and etched with arcane runes. His thick hair is black, and a little bit greasy, and hangs down to his shoulders in back. A pair of javelins stick out over his shoulders as well.
*Caelum will split her consciousness once more... :)*
Caelum walks up to him.
"New here? What's your name? I'm Caelum."
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That seems to do the most so far, the swarm staggering as if it had actually taken a hit for the first time, though it still isnt as much as it couldve been...
Again, surrender or die. *The automatons are standing inside the field, btw, dealing damage outside of it, but Caelum's still outside.*
It seems to sigh "Ill deal with you in a moment"
The automaton gestures again. *Same effect, same save.*
9
73 *That's the last time the spellslinger can actually use that safely...*
"Cowards."
The first one steps forward out of the field, still holding its sword. "You are the coward for not facing us face to face. Come out from where you hide and see how well you fare against the Silver Guard. I have been its captain for centuries. You will not defeat us."
"Nor could you defeat me. And Im a bit busy currently, thanks. I have an open appointment next Saturday? Perhaps you could meet me in the end of the world?"
"We are at the End of the World. And we can easily defeat you; this is but a fraction of the Silver Guards' strength." Charisma Save.
"I meant inside the End. The void itself." 12
The entity begins to feel something on the edge of its consciousness. *Not entirely sure if it can be charmed, but Yekel (the automaton) is trying to charm it.*
"It is from the End that my soul came, to inhabit this undying body. You cannot win, so why don't you join with us, become our allies. Or, better yet, BECOME US."
*Immune to charmed*
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That seems to do the most so far, the swarm staggering as if it had actually taken a hit for the first time, though it still isnt as much as it couldve been...
Again, surrender or die. *The automatons are standing inside the field, btw, dealing damage outside of it, but Caelum's still outside.*
It seems to sigh "Ill deal with you in a moment"
The automaton gestures again. *Same effect, same save.*
9
73 *That's the last time the spellslinger can actually use that safely...*
"Cowards."
The first one steps forward out of the field, still holding its sword. "You are the coward for not facing us face to face. Come out from where you hide and see how well you fare against the Silver Guard. I have been its captain for centuries. You will not defeat us."
"Nor could you defeat me. And Im a bit busy currently, thanks. I have an open appointment next Saturday? Perhaps you could meet me in the end of the world?"
"We are at the End of the World. And we can easily defeat you; this is but a fraction of the Silver Guards' strength." Charisma Save.
"I meant inside the End. The void itself." 12
The entity begins to feel something on the edge of its consciousness. *Not entirely sure if it can be charmed, but Yekel (the automaton) is trying to charm it.*
"It is from the End that my soul came, to inhabit this undying body. You cannot win, so why don't you join with us, become our allies. Or, better yet, BECOME US."
*Immune to charmed*
*Very well. Maybe not persuasion, though?*
"We gave you a chance to become our ally, to let us help you, but you shun our alternatives. Prepare to die."
To hit: 32 Damage: 19 slashing, 23 force. All magical.
To hit: 17 Damage: 21 slashing, 26 force. All magical.
To hit: 20 Damage: 18 slashing, 23 force. All magical.
To hit: 21 Damage: 24 slashing, 27 force. All magical.
To hit: 32 Damage: 19 slashing, 32 force. All magical.
To hit: 33 Damage: 16 slashing, 21 force. All magical.
He seems tired by the end of this, but he Disengages and backs into the safe field.
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*Since Soldaer is occupied in Sigil, And Phantom is in two separate encounters currently, time to intro another character.*
A dark purplish portal appears behind the sword swarm. Out of it steps a rather imposing figure, standing at about 6'9" and clearly weighing near to 300 lbs. The figure has a single rough staff in his right hand, the top of which is adorned with some sort of humanoid skull. Glowing coldly within the eye sockets of the skull are two corundum.
Draped across his shoulders is the pelt of a mighty winter wolf, the head of which rests on his right shoulder. He has several handaxes and knives strapped on his belt and in special sheathes and holders on his upper legs and forearms. Battle-scarred leather armor bound in strips of some metal covers his chest, and pieces in similar condition protect his legs and arms. Covering the upper two thirds of his face is a rough-hewn wooden mask covered in woad and etched with arcane runes. His thick hair is black, and a little bit greasy, and hangs down to his shoulders in back. A pair of javelins stick out over his shoulders as well.
*Caelum will split her consciousness once more... :)*
Caelum walks up to him.
"New here? What's your name? I'm Caelum."
*I'm guessing she's still in dragon form*
The figure turns to Caelum, seeming surprisingly unphased by the sight of a Silver Greatwyrm. "I'm Lhurr Skullwielder, Shaman of the Black Spear tribe." He turns back to the swarm of swords. "What's up with the swarm?"
*Since Soldaer is occupied in Sigil, And Phantom is in two separate encounters currently, time to intro another character.*
A dark purplish portal appears behind the sword swarm. Out of it steps a rather imposing figure, standing at about 6'9" and clearly weighing near to 300 lbs. The figure has a single rough staff in his right hand, the top of which is adorned with some sort of humanoid skull. Glowing coldly within the eye sockets of the skull are two corundum.
Draped across his shoulders is the pelt of a mighty winter wolf, the head of which rests on his right shoulder. He has several handaxes and knives strapped on his belt and in special sheathes and holders on his upper legs and forearms. Battle-scarred leather armor bound in strips of some metal covers his chest, and pieces in similar condition protect his legs and arms. Covering the upper two thirds of his face is a rough-hewn wooden mask covered in woad and etched with arcane runes. His thick hair is black, and a little bit greasy, and hangs down to his shoulders in back. A pair of javelins stick out over his shoulders as well.
*Caelum will split her consciousness once more... :)*
Caelum walks up to him.
"New here? What's your name? I'm Caelum."
*I'm guessing she's still in dragon form*
The figure turns to Caelum, seeming surprisingly unphased by the sight of a Silver Greatwyrm. "I'm Lhurr Skullwielder, Shaman of the Black Spear tribe." He turns back to the swarm of swords. "What's up with the swarm?"
"They've been causing trouble. We're dealing with them. What brings you here, Lhurr Skullwielder, and where do you get that interesting name?"
She shrinks back into her normal form.
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*Since Soldaer is occupied in Sigil, And Phantom is in two separate encounters currently, time to intro another character.*
A dark purplish portal appears behind the sword swarm. Out of it steps a rather imposing figure, standing at about 6'9" and clearly weighing near to 300 lbs. The figure has a single rough staff in his right hand, the top of which is adorned with some sort of humanoid skull. Glowing coldly within the eye sockets of the skull are two corundum.
Draped across his shoulders is the pelt of a mighty winter wolf, the head of which rests on his right shoulder. He has several handaxes and knives strapped on his belt and in special sheathes and holders on his upper legs and forearms. Battle-scarred leather armor bound in strips of some metal covers his chest, and pieces in similar condition protect his legs and arms. Covering the upper two thirds of his face is a rough-hewn wooden mask covered in woad and etched with arcane runes. His thick hair is black, and a little bit greasy, and hangs down to his shoulders in back. A pair of javelins stick out over his shoulders as well.
*Caelum will split her consciousness once more... :)*
Caelum walks up to him.
"New here? What's your name? I'm Caelum."
*I'm guessing she's still in dragon form*
The figure turns to Caelum, seeming surprisingly unphased by the sight of a Silver Greatwyrm. "I'm Lhurr Skullwielder, Shaman of the Black Spear tribe." He turns back to the swarm of swords. "What's up with the swarm?"
"They've been causing trouble. We're dealing with them. What brings you here, Lhurr Skullwielder, and where do you get that interesting name?"
She shrinks back into her normal form.
He just nods, both at her explanation and at her transformation.
"I'm a bit of a traveler, and looking for a newer for my people. The land where my tribe comes from recently was overrun by cults determined to bring the Princes of Elemental Evil to my world. Me and a group of other adventurers managed to stop them, but there is still much damage that was wrought to the countryside. As for where I got my name..." His voice trails off as he looks pointedly at the skull on the top of his staff.
*Since Soldaer is occupied in Sigil, And Phantom is in two separate encounters currently, time to intro another character.*
A dark purplish portal appears behind the sword swarm. Out of it steps a rather imposing figure, standing at about 6'9" and clearly weighing near to 300 lbs. The figure has a single rough staff in his right hand, the top of which is adorned with some sort of humanoid skull. Glowing coldly within the eye sockets of the skull are two corundum.
Draped across his shoulders is the pelt of a mighty winter wolf, the head of which rests on his right shoulder. He has several handaxes and knives strapped on his belt and in special sheathes and holders on his upper legs and forearms. Battle-scarred leather armor bound in strips of some metal covers his chest, and pieces in similar condition protect his legs and arms. Covering the upper two thirds of his face is a rough-hewn wooden mask covered in woad and etched with arcane runes. His thick hair is black, and a little bit greasy, and hangs down to his shoulders in back. A pair of javelins stick out over his shoulders as well.
*Caelum will split her consciousness once more... :)*
Caelum walks up to him.
"New here? What's your name? I'm Caelum."
*I'm guessing she's still in dragon form*
The figure turns to Caelum, seeming surprisingly unphased by the sight of a Silver Greatwyrm. "I'm Lhurr Skullwielder, Shaman of the Black Spear tribe." He turns back to the swarm of swords. "What's up with the swarm?"
"They've been causing trouble. We're dealing with them. What brings you here, Lhurr Skullwielder, and where do you get that interesting name?"
She shrinks back into her normal form.
He just nods, both at her explanation and at her transformation.
"I'm a bit of a traveler, and looking for a newer for my people. The land where my tribe comes from recently was overrun by cults determined to bring the Princes of Elemental Evil to my world. Me and a group of other adventurers managed to stop them, but there is still much damage that was wrought to the countryside. As for where I got my name..." His voice trails off as he looks pointedly at the skull on the top of his staff.
*Newer world? Newer home?*
"Ah, that makes sense. I myself am here on a similar mission, although more in advance of such an occurrence. I seek powerful allies to help me in a war, and if that war should fail, a place to shelter my people from my world's ultimate destruction."
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*Since Soldaer is occupied in Sigil, And Phantom is in two separate encounters currently, time to intro another character.*
A dark purplish portal appears behind the sword swarm. Out of it steps a rather imposing figure, standing at about 6'9" and clearly weighing near to 300 lbs. The figure has a single rough staff in his right hand, the top of which is adorned with some sort of humanoid skull. Glowing coldly within the eye sockets of the skull are two corundum.
Draped across his shoulders is the pelt of a mighty winter wolf, the head of which rests on his right shoulder. He has several handaxes and knives strapped on his belt and in special sheathes and holders on his upper legs and forearms. Battle-scarred leather armor bound in strips of some metal covers his chest, and pieces in similar condition protect his legs and arms. Covering the upper two thirds of his face is a rough-hewn wooden mask covered in woad and etched with arcane runes. His thick hair is black, and a little bit greasy, and hangs down to his shoulders in back. A pair of javelins stick out over his shoulders as well.
*Caelum will split her consciousness once more... :)*
Caelum walks up to him.
"New here? What's your name? I'm Caelum."
*I'm guessing she's still in dragon form*
The figure turns to Caelum, seeming surprisingly unphased by the sight of a Silver Greatwyrm. "I'm Lhurr Skullwielder, Shaman of the Black Spear tribe." He turns back to the swarm of swords. "What's up with the swarm?"
"They've been causing trouble. We're dealing with them. What brings you here, Lhurr Skullwielder, and where do you get that interesting name?"
She shrinks back into her normal form.
He just nods, both at her explanation and at her transformation.
"I'm a bit of a traveler, and looking for a newer for my people. The land where my tribe comes from recently was overrun by cults determined to bring the Princes of Elemental Evil to my world. Me and a group of other adventurers managed to stop them, but there is still much damage that was wrought to the countryside. As for where I got my name..." His voice trails off as he looks pointedly at the skull on the top of his staff.
*Newer world? Newer home?*
"Ah, that makes sense. I myself am here on a similar mission, although more in advance of such an occurrence. I seek powerful allies to help me in a war, and if that war should fail, a place to shelter my people from my world's ultimate destruction."
*New Home. Brain went too fast from my fingers, lol*
"A war? Against what?" As he asks this, he pulls his mask up, revealing himself as a 20-something orc.
She nods Definitely. Thanks for understanding.... *And thats what I meant when I said itd be interesting 'in multiple ways.' Interesting is NEVER ending well with a DM :). Maybe he'll meet Szaren sometime?*
*Definitely.*
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The first one steps forward out of the field, still holding its sword. "You are the coward for not facing us face to face. Come out from where you hide and see how well you fare against the Silver Guard. I have been its captain for centuries. You will not defeat us."
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Nor could you defeat me. And Im a bit busy currently, thanks. I have an open appointment next Saturday? Perhaps you could meet me in the end of the world?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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Two more attacks slice through his scales, causing him to bleed once more.
"You know what, I've had enough of you."
Phantom's eyes and claws begin glowing again.
*Charisma Save!*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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*Fail!* The swarm suddenly disappears, being banished to a demiplane.
"I'm done with you." Phantomizakell growls, before walking back into the protection field, where he promptly transforms back into his Moon Elf form, definitely battered, but still very much so alive.
After a minute, they appear outside again "Aww, how rude. Dont you know that these swords all belong to people here?" He hears some sarcasm
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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"We are at the End of the World. And we can easily defeat you; this is but a fraction of the Silver Guards' strength." Charisma Save.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I meant inside the End. The void itself." 7
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*Since Soldaer is occupied in Sigil, And Phantom is in two separate encounters currently, time to intro another character.*
A dark purplish portal appears behind the sword swarm. Out of it steps a rather imposing figure, standing at about 6'9" and clearly weighing near to 300 lbs. The figure has a single rough staff in his right hand, the top of which is adorned with some sort of humanoid skull. Glowing coldly within the eye sockets of the skull are two corundum.
Draped across his shoulders is the pelt of a mighty winter wolf, the head of which rests on his right shoulder. He has several handaxes and knives strapped on his belt and in special sheathes and holders on his upper legs and forearms. Battle-scarred leather armor bound in strips of some metal covers his chest, and pieces in similar condition protect his legs and arms. Covering the upper two thirds of his face is a rough-hewn wooden mask covered in woad and etched with arcane runes. His thick hair is black, and a little bit greasy, and hangs down to his shoulders in back. A pair of javelins stick out over his shoulders as well.
The entity begins to feel something on the edge of its consciousness. *Not entirely sure if it can be charmed, but Yekel (the automaton) is trying to charm it.*
"It is from the End that my soul came, to inhabit this undying body. You cannot win, so why don't you join with us, become our allies. Or, better yet, BECOME US."
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Caelum will split her consciousness once more... :)*
Caelum walks up to him.
"New here? What's your name? I'm Caelum."
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Immune to charmed*
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*Very well. Maybe not persuasion, though?*
"We gave you a chance to become our ally, to let us help you, but you shun our alternatives. Prepare to die."
To hit: 32 Damage: 19 slashing, 23 force. All magical.
To hit: 17 Damage: 21 slashing, 26 force. All magical.
To hit: 20 Damage: 18 slashing, 23 force. All magical.
To hit: 21 Damage: 24 slashing, 27 force. All magical.
To hit: 32 Damage: 19 slashing, 32 force. All magical.
To hit: 33 Damage: 16 slashing, 21 force. All magical.
He seems tired by the end of this, but he Disengages and backs into the safe field.
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Plus an additional 13 damage for the critical.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*I'm guessing she's still in dragon form*
The figure turns to Caelum, seeming surprisingly unphased by the sight of a Silver Greatwyrm. "I'm Lhurr Skullwielder, Shaman of the Black Spear tribe." He turns back to the swarm of swords. "What's up with the swarm?"
"They've been causing trouble. We're dealing with them. What brings you here, Lhurr Skullwielder, and where do you get that interesting name?"
She shrinks back into her normal form.
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Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
He just nods, both at her explanation and at her transformation.
"I'm a bit of a traveler, and looking for a newer for my people. The land where my tribe comes from recently was overrun by cults determined to bring the Princes of Elemental Evil to my world. Me and a group of other adventurers managed to stop them, but there is still much damage that was wrought to the countryside. As for where I got my name..." His voice trails off as he looks pointedly at the skull on the top of his staff.
*Newer world? Newer home?*
"Ah, that makes sense. I myself am here on a similar mission, although more in advance of such an occurrence. I seek powerful allies to help me in a war, and if that war should fail, a place to shelter my people from my world's ultimate destruction."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*New Home. Brain went too fast from my fingers, lol*
"A war? Against what?" As he asks this, he pulls his mask up, revealing himself as a 20-something orc.
*Definitely.*