*Timewarp to continue our interactions with Phantom/Caelum?*
*Sure, why not...*
*Cool. Timewarp time!*
Phantomizakell appears over the forest next to the tavern, flying slowly and seemingly just enjoying the day.
Caelum soars next to him, also seeming to bask in the sun, but kinda also just to be near Phantom.
"You seem to be much more laid back since we got back from killing that dracolich." Phantom says, glancing over at her.
It's... being near you. You helped me.
Of course. I'm glad to help you. I'm also glad to see that you've stopped addressing me as 'elder'. He says that last part with a playful grin.
What, do you want me to keep doing that? She says with an equally playful smile.
Please don't start it again. He says with a laugh. I do enjoy spending time with you, Caelum. It's not often I find someone who can understand everything like you do. Most do try and act like you did when we first met, and it drives me insane.
It was my culture. And I didn't know how to react when I met someone older than me; it's been so long since I met anyone as old as you or older. Well, besides gods and the GuildMaster, but they're not like you.
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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?
A [lets say human for simplicity] man is walking towards the tavern. He's about 300ft from the edge of the blessing, and 400-500 from the tavern itself. He carries a briefcase thats locked, a set of manacle attatching it to his wrist. His breath is heavy, visible in the air (Its cold for me here, so i'm going with cold in the universe), he seemed to have been running up until this point, his clothes scratched from the breaking of branches as they ran. He stops, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, when suddenly, a crossbow bolt strikes the ground beside him, having missed by only an inch. The man curses loudly as he resumes running, heading towards the tavern as another bolt is fired, striking true this time as it buries itself in his arm.
Yekel looks up from where he was keeping watch on the sword swarm.
"Over here."
If another bolt comes out, the attacker must make a DC 20 Dex save or have the attack miss, and the weapon take 18 magical piercing damage.
The man looks towards them, and starts running towards the tavern. However, something, or someone, appears next to him as he's running, delivering a punch to the side of his head
Yekel runs over to them (speed of 120 ft.) and slashes at the attacker.
11 Damage: 7 magic slashing.
17 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
29 Damage: 9 magic slashing.
(they're more than 120ft away, sorry D:)
Btw: The attacker is a humanoid, dressed in a mostly skin tight outfit, which covers their entire body, except for their head, feet, and hands, which are covered by boots, gloves and a blank white mask
Cunning Action to Dash, going 240 feet.
Then the attacks.
(If my math is correct they are a total of 335ft away from the tavern (you can recheck my og post for math, i'm guessing here), so still out of melee range)
In that case, Cunning action, then attacker must make Dex save.
Save:30
A tiny metal dart whistles through the air next to the attacker's head, but doesn't deal any damage.
The attacket looks over for a moment, before disregarding Yekel and going for the man, who was trying to stand. They knock them back onto the ground with a kick, a cracking noise resounding from the force delivered
*By the way, Yekel is a silver automaton with a silvery rapier.*
Yekel uses cunning action again, and gets up next to the attacker.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
11 Damage: 11 magic slashing.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
(All misses)
The attacker properly acknowlodges them, delivering a quick flurry of strikes at them:
Attack: 6 Damage: 8
Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 11
On the first of these that hit, the attacker delivers a deep wound into yekel, (take 1d4 necrotic at start of each turn until healed)
*Gonna do a timewarp, temporarily at least, to free up Phantom in that case.*
Suddenly, a massive shadow covers the trio of combatants. A now-familiar form to those in the tavern lands outside: Phantomizakell, the Phantom-Aura Greatwyrm, easily dwarfing the combatants, and even the tavern itself.
The attacker looks at the dragon then over to the man, attempting to grab them
*Timewarp to continue our interactions with Phantom/Caelum?*
*Sure, why not...*
*Cool. Timewarp time!*
Phantomizakell appears over the forest next to the tavern, flying slowly and seemingly just enjoying the day.
Caelum soars next to him, also seeming to bask in the sun, but kinda also just to be near Phantom.
"You seem to be much more laid back since we got back from killing that dracolich." Phantom says, glancing over at her.
It's... being near you. You helped me.
Of course. I'm glad to help you. I'm also glad to see that you've stopped addressing me as 'elder'. He says that last part with a playful grin.
What, do you want me to keep doing that? She says with an equally playful smile.
Please don't start it again. He says with a laugh. I do enjoy spending time with you, Caelum. It's not often I find someone who can understand everything like you do. Most do try and act like you did when we first met, and it drives me insane.
It was my culture. And I didn't know how to react when I met someone older than me; it's been so long since I met anyone as old as you or older. Well, besides gods and the GuildMaster, but they're not like you.
Not many beings my age are. Most are like you'd expect in your culture; demanding respect and honor. I'm unique. I enjoy the company of those younger, and want to be their friend, not their superior. I'm even more unique, in that I saw the birth of several of the most powerful deities in my world's pantheon after the Creation War, the very same war in which my father died.
A [lets say human for simplicity] man is walking towards the tavern. He's about 300ft from the edge of the blessing, and 400-500 from the tavern itself. He carries a briefcase thats locked, a set of manacle attatching it to his wrist. His breath is heavy, visible in the air (Its cold for me here, so i'm going with cold in the universe), he seemed to have been running up until this point, his clothes scratched from the breaking of branches as they ran. He stops, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, when suddenly, a crossbow bolt strikes the ground beside him, having missed by only an inch. The man curses loudly as he resumes running, heading towards the tavern as another bolt is fired, striking true this time as it buries itself in his arm.
Yekel looks up from where he was keeping watch on the sword swarm.
"Over here."
If another bolt comes out, the attacker must make a DC 20 Dex save or have the attack miss, and the weapon take 18 magical piercing damage.
The man looks towards them, and starts running towards the tavern. However, something, or someone, appears next to him as he's running, delivering a punch to the side of his head
Yekel runs over to them (speed of 120 ft.) and slashes at the attacker.
11 Damage: 7 magic slashing.
17 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
29 Damage: 9 magic slashing.
(they're more than 120ft away, sorry D:)
Btw: The attacker is a humanoid, dressed in a mostly skin tight outfit, which covers their entire body, except for their head, feet, and hands, which are covered by boots, gloves and a blank white mask
Cunning Action to Dash, going 240 feet.
Then the attacks.
(If my math is correct they are a total of 335ft away from the tavern (you can recheck my og post for math, i'm guessing here), so still out of melee range)
In that case, Cunning action, then attacker must make Dex save.
Save:30
A tiny metal dart whistles through the air next to the attacker's head, but doesn't deal any damage.
The attacket looks over for a moment, before disregarding Yekel and going for the man, who was trying to stand. They knock them back onto the ground with a kick, a cracking noise resounding from the force delivered
*By the way, Yekel is a silver automaton with a silvery rapier.*
Yekel uses cunning action again, and gets up next to the attacker.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
11 Damage: 11 magic slashing.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
(All misses)
The attacker properly acknowlodges them, delivering a quick flurry of strikes at them:
Attack: 6 Damage: 8
Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 11
On the first of these that hit, the attacker delivers a deep wound into yekel, (take 1d4 necrotic at start of each turn until healed)
*Actually, immune to necrotic, since he's actually just magic metal and gems.*
Only one hits, and he seems unfazed.
18 Damage: 13 magic slashing.
30 Damage: 13 magic slashing. Edit: plus 5 for the crit.
A [lets say human for simplicity] man is walking towards the tavern. He's about 300ft from the edge of the blessing, and 400-500 from the tavern itself. He carries a briefcase thats locked, a set of manacle attatching it to his wrist. His breath is heavy, visible in the air (Its cold for me here, so i'm going with cold in the universe), he seemed to have been running up until this point, his clothes scratched from the breaking of branches as they ran. He stops, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, when suddenly, a crossbow bolt strikes the ground beside him, having missed by only an inch. The man curses loudly as he resumes running, heading towards the tavern as another bolt is fired, striking true this time as it buries itself in his arm.
Yekel looks up from where he was keeping watch on the sword swarm.
"Over here."
If another bolt comes out, the attacker must make a DC 20 Dex save or have the attack miss, and the weapon take 18 magical piercing damage.
The man looks towards them, and starts running towards the tavern. However, something, or someone, appears next to him as he's running, delivering a punch to the side of his head
Yekel runs over to them (speed of 120 ft.) and slashes at the attacker.
11 Damage: 7 magic slashing.
17 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
29 Damage: 9 magic slashing.
(they're more than 120ft away, sorry D:)
Btw: The attacker is a humanoid, dressed in a mostly skin tight outfit, which covers their entire body, except for their head, feet, and hands, which are covered by boots, gloves and a blank white mask
Cunning Action to Dash, going 240 feet.
Then the attacks.
(If my math is correct they are a total of 335ft away from the tavern (you can recheck my og post for math, i'm guessing here), so still out of melee range)
In that case, Cunning action, then attacker must make Dex save.
Save:30
A tiny metal dart whistles through the air next to the attacker's head, but doesn't deal any damage.
The attacket looks over for a moment, before disregarding Yekel and going for the man, who was trying to stand. They knock them back onto the ground with a kick, a cracking noise resounding from the force delivered
*By the way, Yekel is a silver automaton with a silvery rapier.*
Yekel uses cunning action again, and gets up next to the attacker.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
11 Damage: 11 magic slashing.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
(All misses)
The attacker properly acknowlodges them, delivering a quick flurry of strikes at them:
Attack: 6 Damage: 8
Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 11
On the first of these that hit, the attacker delivers a deep wound into yekel, (take 1d4 necrotic at start of each turn until healed)
*Gonna do a timewarp, temporarily at least, to free up Phantom in that case.*
Suddenly, a massive shadow covers the trio of combatants. A now-familiar form to those in the tavern lands outside: Phantomizakell, the Phantom-Aura Greatwyrm, easily dwarfing the combatants, and even the tavern itself.
The attacker looks at the dragon then over to the man, attempting to grab them
A single jab of the dragon's tail will change his mind
*Timewarp to continue our interactions with Phantom/Caelum?*
*Sure, why not...*
*Cool. Timewarp time!*
Phantomizakell appears over the forest next to the tavern, flying slowly and seemingly just enjoying the day.
Caelum soars next to him, also seeming to bask in the sun, but kinda also just to be near Phantom.
"You seem to be much more laid back since we got back from killing that dracolich." Phantom says, glancing over at her.
It's... being near you. You helped me.
Of course. I'm glad to help you. I'm also glad to see that you've stopped addressing me as 'elder'. He says that last part with a playful grin.
What, do you want me to keep doing that? She says with an equally playful smile.
Please don't start it again. He says with a laugh. I do enjoy spending time with you, Caelum. It's not often I find someone who can understand everything like you do. Most do try and act like you did when we first met, and it drives me insane.
It was my culture. And I didn't know how to react when I met someone older than me; it's been so long since I met anyone as old as you or older. Well, besides gods and the GuildMaster, but they're not like you.
Not many beings my age are. Most are like you'd expect in your culture; demanding respect and honor. I'm unique. I enjoy the company of those younger, and want to be their friend, not their superior. I'm even more unique, in that I saw the birth of several of the most powerful deities in my world's pantheon after the Creation War, the very same war in which my father died.
I see the world in much the same way. Those our age are still learning, still growing, adapting. If we cannot bend, we break. The only difference between us and the younger races is our years in which we have seen so much more.
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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?
A [lets say human for simplicity] man is walking towards the tavern. He's about 300ft from the edge of the blessing, and 400-500 from the tavern itself. He carries a briefcase thats locked, a set of manacle attatching it to his wrist. His breath is heavy, visible in the air (Its cold for me here, so i'm going with cold in the universe), he seemed to have been running up until this point, his clothes scratched from the breaking of branches as they ran. He stops, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, when suddenly, a crossbow bolt strikes the ground beside him, having missed by only an inch. The man curses loudly as he resumes running, heading towards the tavern as another bolt is fired, striking true this time as it buries itself in his arm.
Yekel looks up from where he was keeping watch on the sword swarm.
"Over here."
If another bolt comes out, the attacker must make a DC 20 Dex save or have the attack miss, and the weapon take 18 magical piercing damage.
The man looks towards them, and starts running towards the tavern. However, something, or someone, appears next to him as he's running, delivering a punch to the side of his head
Yekel runs over to them (speed of 120 ft.) and slashes at the attacker.
11 Damage: 7 magic slashing.
17 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
29 Damage: 9 magic slashing.
(they're more than 120ft away, sorry D:)
Btw: The attacker is a humanoid, dressed in a mostly skin tight outfit, which covers their entire body, except for their head, feet, and hands, which are covered by boots, gloves and a blank white mask
Cunning Action to Dash, going 240 feet.
Then the attacks.
(If my math is correct they are a total of 335ft away from the tavern (you can recheck my og post for math, i'm guessing here), so still out of melee range)
In that case, Cunning action, then attacker must make Dex save.
Save:30
A tiny metal dart whistles through the air next to the attacker's head, but doesn't deal any damage.
The attacket looks over for a moment, before disregarding Yekel and going for the man, who was trying to stand. They knock them back onto the ground with a kick, a cracking noise resounding from the force delivered
*By the way, Yekel is a silver automaton with a silvery rapier.*
Yekel uses cunning action again, and gets up next to the attacker.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
11 Damage: 11 magic slashing.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
(All misses)
The attacker properly acknowlodges them, delivering a quick flurry of strikes at them:
Attack: 6 Damage: 8
Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 11
On the first of these that hit, the attacker delivers a deep wound into yekel, (take 1d4 necrotic at start of each turn until healed)
*Gonna do a timewarp, temporarily at least, to free up Phantom in that case.*
Suddenly, a massive shadow covers the trio of combatants. A now-familiar form to those in the tavern lands outside: Phantomizakell, the Phantom-Aura Greatwyrm, easily dwarfing the combatants, and even the tavern itself.
The attacker looks at the dragon then over to the man, attempting to grab them
A single jab of the dragon's tail will change his mind
30 to hit. 29 piercing and 24 acid damage.
That hits
The attacket is stabbed easily, being knocked down from the force of the attack, and you doing more damage than they have health
A [lets say human for simplicity] man is walking towards the tavern. He's about 300ft from the edge of the blessing, and 400-500 from the tavern itself. He carries a briefcase thats locked, a set of manacle attatching it to his wrist. His breath is heavy, visible in the air (Its cold for me here, so i'm going with cold in the universe), he seemed to have been running up until this point, his clothes scratched from the breaking of branches as they ran. He stops, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, when suddenly, a crossbow bolt strikes the ground beside him, having missed by only an inch. The man curses loudly as he resumes running, heading towards the tavern as another bolt is fired, striking true this time as it buries itself in his arm.
Yekel looks up from where he was keeping watch on the sword swarm.
"Over here."
If another bolt comes out, the attacker must make a DC 20 Dex save or have the attack miss, and the weapon take 18 magical piercing damage.
The man looks towards them, and starts running towards the tavern. However, something, or someone, appears next to him as he's running, delivering a punch to the side of his head
Yekel runs over to them (speed of 120 ft.) and slashes at the attacker.
11 Damage: 7 magic slashing.
17 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
29 Damage: 9 magic slashing.
(they're more than 120ft away, sorry D:)
Btw: The attacker is a humanoid, dressed in a mostly skin tight outfit, which covers their entire body, except for their head, feet, and hands, which are covered by boots, gloves and a blank white mask
Cunning Action to Dash, going 240 feet.
Then the attacks.
(If my math is correct they are a total of 335ft away from the tavern (you can recheck my og post for math, i'm guessing here), so still out of melee range)
In that case, Cunning action, then attacker must make Dex save.
Save:30
A tiny metal dart whistles through the air next to the attacker's head, but doesn't deal any damage.
The attacket looks over for a moment, before disregarding Yekel and going for the man, who was trying to stand. They knock them back onto the ground with a kick, a cracking noise resounding from the force delivered
*By the way, Yekel is a silver automaton with a silvery rapier.*
Yekel uses cunning action again, and gets up next to the attacker.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
11 Damage: 11 magic slashing.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
(All misses)
The attacker properly acknowlodges them, delivering a quick flurry of strikes at them:
Attack: 6 Damage: 8
Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 11
On the first of these that hit, the attacker delivers a deep wound into yekel, (take 1d4 necrotic at start of each turn until healed)
*Actually, immune to necrotic, since he's actually just magic metal and gems.*
Only one hits, and he seems unfazed.
18 Damage: 13 magic slashing.
30 Damage: 13 magic slashing. Edit: plus 5 for the crit.
11 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
Make a Con save.
con save, the middle hits:10
He takes 21 psychic damage, and is unable to move or take reactions for one round.
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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?
*Timewarp to continue our interactions with Phantom/Caelum?*
*Sure, why not...*
*Cool. Timewarp time!*
Phantomizakell appears over the forest next to the tavern, flying slowly and seemingly just enjoying the day.
Caelum soars next to him, also seeming to bask in the sun, but kinda also just to be near Phantom.
"You seem to be much more laid back since we got back from killing that dracolich." Phantom says, glancing over at her.
It's... being near you. You helped me.
Of course. I'm glad to help you. I'm also glad to see that you've stopped addressing me as 'elder'. He says that last part with a playful grin.
What, do you want me to keep doing that? She says with an equally playful smile.
Please don't start it again. He says with a laugh. I do enjoy spending time with you, Caelum. It's not often I find someone who can understand everything like you do. Most do try and act like you did when we first met, and it drives me insane.
It was my culture. And I didn't know how to react when I met someone older than me; it's been so long since I met anyone as old as you or older. Well, besides gods and the GuildMaster, but they're not like you.
Not many beings my age are. Most are like you'd expect in your culture; demanding respect and honor. I'm unique. I enjoy the company of those younger, and want to be their friend, not their superior. I'm even more unique, in that I saw the birth of several of the most powerful deities in my world's pantheon after the Creation War, the very same war in which my father died.
I see the world in much the same way. Those our age are still learning, still growing, adapting. If we cannot bend, we break. The only difference between us and the younger races is our years in which we have seen so much more.
Phantom nods. Indeed. So many of them need our help, and our protection. I help protect an entire region from the aggressive attacks of a rather powerful tribe of orcs the live in the mountains where I made my lair. Phantom spots the lake in the distance. But enough of such serious topics; the time has come for some fun! With that, he takes off towards the lake.
A [lets say human for simplicity] man is walking towards the tavern. He's about 300ft from the edge of the blessing, and 400-500 from the tavern itself. He carries a briefcase thats locked, a set of manacle attatching it to his wrist. His breath is heavy, visible in the air (Its cold for me here, so i'm going with cold in the universe), he seemed to have been running up until this point, his clothes scratched from the breaking of branches as they ran. He stops, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, when suddenly, a crossbow bolt strikes the ground beside him, having missed by only an inch. The man curses loudly as he resumes running, heading towards the tavern as another bolt is fired, striking true this time as it buries itself in his arm.
Yekel looks up from where he was keeping watch on the sword swarm.
"Over here."
If another bolt comes out, the attacker must make a DC 20 Dex save or have the attack miss, and the weapon take 18 magical piercing damage.
The man looks towards them, and starts running towards the tavern. However, something, or someone, appears next to him as he's running, delivering a punch to the side of his head
Yekel runs over to them (speed of 120 ft.) and slashes at the attacker.
11 Damage: 7 magic slashing.
17 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
29 Damage: 9 magic slashing.
(they're more than 120ft away, sorry D:)
Btw: The attacker is a humanoid, dressed in a mostly skin tight outfit, which covers their entire body, except for their head, feet, and hands, which are covered by boots, gloves and a blank white mask
Cunning Action to Dash, going 240 feet.
Then the attacks.
(If my math is correct they are a total of 335ft away from the tavern (you can recheck my og post for math, i'm guessing here), so still out of melee range)
In that case, Cunning action, then attacker must make Dex save.
Save:30
A tiny metal dart whistles through the air next to the attacker's head, but doesn't deal any damage.
The attacket looks over for a moment, before disregarding Yekel and going for the man, who was trying to stand. They knock them back onto the ground with a kick, a cracking noise resounding from the force delivered
*By the way, Yekel is a silver automaton with a silvery rapier.*
Yekel uses cunning action again, and gets up next to the attacker.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
11 Damage: 11 magic slashing.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
(All misses)
The attacker properly acknowlodges them, delivering a quick flurry of strikes at them:
Attack: 6 Damage: 8
Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 11
On the first of these that hit, the attacker delivers a deep wound into yekel, (take 1d4 necrotic at start of each turn until healed)
*Actually, immune to necrotic, since he's actually just magic metal and gems.*
Only one hits, and he seems unfazed.
18 Damage: 13 magic slashing.
30 Damage: 13 magic slashing. Edit: plus 5 for the crit.
11 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
Make a Con save.
con save, the middle hits:10
He takes 21 psychic damage, and is unable to move or take reactions for one round.
*Timewarp to continue our interactions with Phantom/Caelum?*
*Sure, why not...*
*Cool. Timewarp time!*
Phantomizakell appears over the forest next to the tavern, flying slowly and seemingly just enjoying the day.
Caelum soars next to him, also seeming to bask in the sun, but kinda also just to be near Phantom.
"You seem to be much more laid back since we got back from killing that dracolich." Phantom says, glancing over at her.
It's... being near you. You helped me.
Of course. I'm glad to help you. I'm also glad to see that you've stopped addressing me as 'elder'. He says that last part with a playful grin.
What, do you want me to keep doing that? She says with an equally playful smile.
Please don't start it again. He says with a laugh. I do enjoy spending time with you, Caelum. It's not often I find someone who can understand everything like you do. Most do try and act like you did when we first met, and it drives me insane.
It was my culture. And I didn't know how to react when I met someone older than me; it's been so long since I met anyone as old as you or older. Well, besides gods and the GuildMaster, but they're not like you.
Not many beings my age are. Most are like you'd expect in your culture; demanding respect and honor. I'm unique. I enjoy the company of those younger, and want to be their friend, not their superior. I'm even more unique, in that I saw the birth of several of the most powerful deities in my world's pantheon after the Creation War, the very same war in which my father died.
I see the world in much the same way. Those our age are still learning, still growing, adapting. If we cannot bend, we break. The only difference between us and the younger races is our years in which we have seen so much more.
Phantom nods. Indeed. So many of them need our help, and our protection. I help protect an entire region from the aggressive attacks of a rather powerful tribe of orcs the live in the mountains where I made my lair. Phantom spots the lake in the distance. But enough of such serious topics; the time has come for some fun! With that, he takes off towards the lake.
Caelum chases him.
*Gtg soon! I'll be back later, I hope. Although that'll probably be pretty late for all you easterners... ;)*
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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?
A [lets say human for simplicity] man is walking towards the tavern. He's about 300ft from the edge of the blessing, and 400-500 from the tavern itself. He carries a briefcase thats locked, a set of manacle attatching it to his wrist. His breath is heavy, visible in the air (Its cold for me here, so i'm going with cold in the universe), he seemed to have been running up until this point, his clothes scratched from the breaking of branches as they ran. He stops, pausing for a moment to catch his breath, when suddenly, a crossbow bolt strikes the ground beside him, having missed by only an inch. The man curses loudly as he resumes running, heading towards the tavern as another bolt is fired, striking true this time as it buries itself in his arm.
Yekel looks up from where he was keeping watch on the sword swarm.
"Over here."
If another bolt comes out, the attacker must make a DC 20 Dex save or have the attack miss, and the weapon take 18 magical piercing damage.
The man looks towards them, and starts running towards the tavern. However, something, or someone, appears next to him as he's running, delivering a punch to the side of his head
Yekel runs over to them (speed of 120 ft.) and slashes at the attacker.
11 Damage: 7 magic slashing.
17 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
29 Damage: 9 magic slashing.
(they're more than 120ft away, sorry D:)
Btw: The attacker is a humanoid, dressed in a mostly skin tight outfit, which covers their entire body, except for their head, feet, and hands, which are covered by boots, gloves and a blank white mask
Cunning Action to Dash, going 240 feet.
Then the attacks.
(If my math is correct they are a total of 335ft away from the tavern (you can recheck my og post for math, i'm guessing here), so still out of melee range)
In that case, Cunning action, then attacker must make Dex save.
Save:30
A tiny metal dart whistles through the air next to the attacker's head, but doesn't deal any damage.
The attacket looks over for a moment, before disregarding Yekel and going for the man, who was trying to stand. They knock them back onto the ground with a kick, a cracking noise resounding from the force delivered
*By the way, Yekel is a silver automaton with a silvery rapier.*
Yekel uses cunning action again, and gets up next to the attacker.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
11 Damage: 11 magic slashing.
12 Damage: 12 magic slashing.
(All misses)
The attacker properly acknowlodges them, delivering a quick flurry of strikes at them:
Attack: 6 Damage: 8
Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Attack: 23 Damage: 11
On the first of these that hit, the attacker delivers a deep wound into yekel, (take 1d4 necrotic at start of each turn until healed)
*Actually, immune to necrotic, since he's actually just magic metal and gems.*
Only one hits, and he seems unfazed.
18 Damage: 13 magic slashing.
30 Damage: 13 magic slashing. Edit: plus 5 for the crit.
11 Damage: 8 magic slashing.
Make a Con save.
con save, the middle hits:10
He takes 21 psychic damage, and is unable to move or take reactions for one round.
*She's down*
Yekel carefully stabilizes her (medicine: 18) and brings both the man and the attacker into the safe zone.
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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?
*Timewarp to continue our interactions with Phantom/Caelum?*
*Sure, why not...*
*Cool. Timewarp time!*
Phantomizakell appears over the forest next to the tavern, flying slowly and seemingly just enjoying the day.
Caelum soars next to him, also seeming to bask in the sun, but kinda also just to be near Phantom.
"You seem to be much more laid back since we got back from killing that dracolich." Phantom says, glancing over at her.
It's... being near you. You helped me.
Of course. I'm glad to help you. I'm also glad to see that you've stopped addressing me as 'elder'. He says that last part with a playful grin.
What, do you want me to keep doing that? She says with an equally playful smile.
Please don't start it again. He says with a laugh. I do enjoy spending time with you, Caelum. It's not often I find someone who can understand everything like you do. Most do try and act like you did when we first met, and it drives me insane.
It was my culture. And I didn't know how to react when I met someone older than me; it's been so long since I met anyone as old as you or older. Well, besides gods and the GuildMaster, but they're not like you.
Not many beings my age are. Most are like you'd expect in your culture; demanding respect and honor. I'm unique. I enjoy the company of those younger, and want to be their friend, not their superior. I'm even more unique, in that I saw the birth of several of the most powerful deities in my world's pantheon after the Creation War, the very same war in which my father died.
I see the world in much the same way. Those our age are still learning, still growing, adapting. If we cannot bend, we break. The only difference between us and the younger races is our years in which we have seen so much more.
Phantom nods. Indeed. So many of them need our help, and our protection. I help protect an entire region from the aggressive attacks of a rather powerful tribe of orcs the live in the mountains where I made my lair. Phantom spots the lake in the distance. But enough of such serious topics; the time has come for some fun! With that, he takes off towards the lake.
Caelum chases him.
*Gtg soon! I'll be back later, I hope. Although that'll probably be pretty late for all you easterners... ;)*
When Phantom reaches the lake, he looks back to see if Caelum was following, and then dives under the surface, sending up a massive splash and wave.
It was my culture. And I didn't know how to react when I met someone older than me; it's been so long since I met anyone as old as you or older. Well, besides gods and the GuildMaster, but they're not like you.
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.
The attacker looks at the dragon then over to the man, attempting to grab them
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Not many beings my age are. Most are like you'd expect in your culture; demanding respect and honor. I'm unique. I enjoy the company of those younger, and want to be their friend, not their superior. I'm even more unique, in that I saw the birth of several of the most powerful deities in my world's pantheon after the Creation War, the very same war in which my father died.
con save, the middle hits:26
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
A single jab of the dragon's tail will change his mind
34 to hit. 35 piercing and 16 acid damage.
I see the world in much the same way. Those our age are still learning, still growing, adapting. If we cannot bend, we break. The only difference between us and the younger races is our years in which we have seen so much more.
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.
That hits
The attacket is stabbed easily, being knocked down from the force of the attack, and you doing more damage than they have health
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
He takes 21 psychic damage, and is unable to move or take reactions for one round.
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.
Phantom nods. Indeed. So many of them need our help, and our protection. I help protect an entire region from the aggressive attacks of a rather powerful tribe of orcs the live in the mountains where I made my lair. Phantom spots the lake in the distance. But enough of such serious topics; the time has come for some fun! With that, he takes off towards the lake.
*She's down*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Caelum chases him.
*Gtg soon! I'll be back later, I hope. Although that'll probably be pretty late for all you easterners... ;)*
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.
*I'm back everyone!*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Yekel carefully stabilizes her (medicine: 18) and brings both the man and the attacker into the safe zone.
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.
*Hello peoples :D*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
When Phantom reaches the lake, he looks back to see if Caelum was following, and then dives under the surface, sending up a massive splash and wave.
*Alright, Later!*
*Welcome back!! You gonna stop that snowstorm yet? lol*
Kinsley appears and bops your head.
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*Lawrence has been confused*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
* -Cracks knuckles- i can try*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Only Thirteen can, and he's still stabbing zombies*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.