It whips around in a frenzy, charging towards her and slashing everyone in the way.
*Soldaer: Attack: 20 Damage: 10 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Shade: Attack: 21 Damage: 13. Atemos: Attack: 27 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Enethia: Attack: Nat 1 Damage: Doesn't matter.*
Atemos LAs after Enethia and one more time after the creature.
Attack: 22 Damage: 42 Have it make a STR save and a DEX save or take 25 damage and be restrained.
*The creature didn't take a turn, just an LA, so he only gets one. It's Soldaer's turn after that, though.*
Soldaer climbs to his feet and pulls out his swords, tapping Nightbane on the blade and muttering a few words. A beam of light flashes from Nightbane towards the first Loup Garau.
*DEX Save, taking 22 radiant on a fail, or half on a success. Any creatures behind in in a 5 x 60 foot line also take the same damage and save.*
She lets out a small giggle, "Is the wine getting to you already?"
Soldaer shakes his head. "You caught me off guard there, Nia, that's all." He takes a sip from his glass and tries again. "What you don't know about me, Nia, is that I'm actually the crown prince. That's why I was always so secretive." Well, at least part of it. He thinks to himself. "I hated how people always treated me like I was their better when they found out who I was."
"Oh. Well, makes sense i guess. Though i should have guessed given the chosen one stuff."
Soldaer chuckles, a little relieved, and oddly a little nervous still. He takes another sip from his glass, seeming completely unfazed by the potent liquor.
Nia smiles warmly, very fazed by the strong liquor
Soldaer chuckles, and walks over to her, casting protection from poison on her. "There you go, Nia, now you won't be getting drunk on me." he says with a laugh.
It whips around in a frenzy, charging towards her and slashing everyone in the way.
*Soldaer: Attack: 20 Damage: 10 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Shade: Attack: 21 Damage: 13. Atemos: Attack: 27 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Enethia: Attack: Nat 1 Damage: Doesn't matter.*
Atemos LAs after Enethia and one more time after the creature.
Attack: 22 Damage: 42 Have it make a STR save and a DEX save or take 25 damage and be restrained.
*The creature didn't take a turn, just an LA, so he only gets one. It's Soldaer's turn after that, though.*
Soldaer climbs to his feet and pulls out his swords, tapping Nightbane on the blade and muttering a few words. A beam of light flashes from Nightbane towards the first Loup Garau.
*DEX Save, taking 22 radiant on a fail, or half on a success. Any creatures behind in in a 5 x 60 foot line also take the same damage and save.*
*Nothing is behind it, unless he wants to hit Atemos, Shade, and Enethia as well.*
*DEX: 20.*
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It whips around in a frenzy, charging towards her and slashing everyone in the way.
*Soldaer: Attack: 20 Damage: 10 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Shade: Attack: 21 Damage: 13. Atemos: Attack: 27 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Enethia: Attack: Nat 1 Damage: Doesn't matter.*
Atemos LAs after Enethia and one more time after the creature.
Attack: 22 Damage: 42 Have it make a STR save and a DEX save or take 25 damage and be restrained.
*The creature didn't take a turn, just an LA, so he only gets one. It's Soldaer's turn after that, though.*
*Ignore the DEX save then. Just the attack and STR save.*
*The attack hits. 16 on the save.*
*Fail. It’s knocked prone.*
*I feel like everyone's just being knocked prone at this point.*
*This is a very goofy looking battlefield.*
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She lets out a small giggle, "Is the wine getting to you already?"
Soldaer shakes his head. "You caught me off guard there, Nia, that's all." He takes a sip from his glass and tries again. "What you don't know about me, Nia, is that I'm actually the crown prince. That's why I was always so secretive." Well, at least part of it. He thinks to himself. "I hated how people always treated me like I was their better when they found out who I was."
"Oh. Well, makes sense i guess. Though i should have guessed given the chosen one stuff."
Soldaer chuckles, a little relieved, and oddly a little nervous still. He takes another sip from his glass, seeming completely unfazed by the potent liquor.
Nia smiles warmly, very fazed by the strong liquor
Soldaer chuckles, and walks over to her, casting protection from poison on her. "There you go, Nia, now you won't be getting drunk on me." he says with a laugh.
"Thats jhalf the fun though," She smiles, "But thanks."
*A male angel wearing a dirty breastplate, his white wings are blood red along the top edge, and he seems to fit the new crater outside perfectly. What a coincidence.*
He looks down at the kitten.
It rubs up against his leg, purring. It tries to paw at his wings.
Barachiel jerks his wings back and looks at the cat with truesight.
It’s a massive black panther dragon looking creature with a long snout and razor sharp teeth, plating running along its back, and a long tail with a scythe on the end. There’s a large cresent moon shape on its forehead, and its ryes glow a bright white color. The kitten continues to mew and playfully bat at his wings.
Barachiel chokes on his bread. He tentatively reaches down a hand to the cat.
It tries to climb on. The kitten itself is about half a foot long, and the panther is about the size of a large horse
Barachiel holds the kitten up to eye level and tries not to look at the panther.
It reaches a paw out and boops his nose. Make a CHA save.
26 Barachiel tries not to recoil.
He feels the brief presence of the kitten trying to see into his soul. It makes a confused mewing sound.
Barachiel scratches the kitten's chin and sets it down.
It clings on, trying to climb on his head.
Barachiel sighs and continues looking at his wings.
It pokes at his wings, trying to lick off the blood.
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It whips around in a frenzy, charging towards her and slashing everyone in the way.
*Soldaer: Attack: 20 Damage: 10 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Shade: Attack: 21 Damage: 13. Atemos: Attack: 27 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Enethia: Attack: Nat 1 Damage: Doesn't matter.*
Atemos LAs after Enethia and one more time after the creature.
Attack: 22 Damage: 42 Have it make a STR save and a DEX save or take 25 damage and be restrained.
*The creature didn't take a turn, just an LA, so he only gets one. It's Soldaer's turn after that, though.*
Soldaer climbs to his feet and pulls out his swords, tapping Nightbane on the blade and muttering a few words. A beam of light flashes from Nightbane towards the first Loup Garau.
*DEX Save, taking 22 radiant on a fail, or half on a success. Any creatures behind in in a 5 x 60 foot line also take the same damage and save.*
*Nothing is behind it, unless he wants to hit Atemos, Shade, and Enethia as well.*
*DEX: 20.*
*No, he was aiming out towards where the loup garaus came from, targeting the first.*
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She lets out a small giggle, "Is the wine getting to you already?"
Soldaer shakes his head. "You caught me off guard there, Nia, that's all." He takes a sip from his glass and tries again. "What you don't know about me, Nia, is that I'm actually the crown prince. That's why I was always so secretive." Well, at least part of it. He thinks to himself. "I hated how people always treated me like I was their better when they found out who I was."
"Oh. Well, makes sense i guess. Though i should have guessed given the chosen one stuff."
Soldaer chuckles, a little relieved, and oddly a little nervous still. He takes another sip from his glass, seeming completely unfazed by the potent liquor.
Nia smiles warmly, very fazed by the strong liquor
Soldaer chuckles, and walks over to her, casting protection from poison on her. "There you go, Nia, now you won't be getting drunk on me." he says with a laugh.
"Thats jhalf the fun though," She smiles, "But thanks."
"Another time maybe." He says with a grin. "although, I may have a bottle or two of something that will circumvent my spell if you really do want to get drunk this time."
*A male angel wearing a dirty breastplate, his white wings are blood red along the top edge, and he seems to fit the new crater outside perfectly. What a coincidence.*
He looks down at the kitten.
It rubs up against his leg, purring. It tries to paw at his wings.
Barachiel jerks his wings back and looks at the cat with truesight.
It’s a massive black panther dragon looking creature with a long snout and razor sharp teeth, plating running along its back, and a long tail with a scythe on the end. There’s a large cresent moon shape on its forehead, and its ryes glow a bright white color. The kitten continues to mew and playfully bat at his wings.
Barachiel chokes on his bread. He tentatively reaches down a hand to the cat.
It tries to climb on. The kitten itself is about half a foot long, and the panther is about the size of a large horse
Barachiel holds the kitten up to eye level and tries not to look at the panther.
It reaches a paw out and boops his nose. Make a CHA save.
26 Barachiel tries not to recoil.
He feels the brief presence of the kitten trying to see into his soul. It makes a confused mewing sound.
Barachiel scratches the kitten's chin and sets it down.
It clings on, trying to climb on his head.
Barachiel sighs and continues looking at his wings.
It pokes at his wings, trying to lick off the blood.
Barachiel shivers and pushes the kitten back on top of his head. The stains don't come off.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
She lets out a small giggle, "Is the wine getting to you already?"
Soldaer shakes his head. "You caught me off guard there, Nia, that's all." He takes a sip from his glass and tries again. "What you don't know about me, Nia, is that I'm actually the crown prince. That's why I was always so secretive." Well, at least part of it. He thinks to himself. "I hated how people always treated me like I was their better when they found out who I was."
"Oh. Well, makes sense i guess. Though i should have guessed given the chosen one stuff."
Soldaer chuckles, a little relieved, and oddly a little nervous still. He takes another sip from his glass, seeming completely unfazed by the potent liquor.
Nia smiles warmly, very fazed by the strong liquor
Soldaer chuckles, and walks over to her, casting protection from poison on her. "There you go, Nia, now you won't be getting drunk on me." he says with a laugh.
"Thats jhalf the fun though," She smiles, "But thanks."
"Another time maybe." He says with a grin. "although, I may have a bottle or two of something that will circumvent my spell if you really do want to get drunk this time."
"Naaah, might as well stay sober so we can catch up."
Barachiel shivers and pushes the kitten back on top of his head. The stains don't come off.
The kitten puts a paw on his ear. He can feel it trying to reach out to him. Make a CHA save again or fail voluntarily.
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It whips around in a frenzy, charging towards her and slashing everyone in the way.
*Soldaer: Attack: 20 Damage: 10 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Shade: Attack: 21 Damage: 13. Atemos: Attack: 27 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Enethia: Attack: Nat 1 Damage: Doesn't matter.*
Atemos LAs after Enethia and one more time after the creature.
Attack: 22 Damage: 42 Have it make a STR save and a DEX save or take 25 damage and be restrained.
*The creature didn't take a turn, just an LA, so he only gets one. It's Soldaer's turn after that, though.*
Soldaer climbs to his feet and pulls out his swords, tapping Nightbane on the blade and muttering a few words. A beam of light flashes from Nightbane towards the first Loup Garau.
*DEX Save, taking 22 radiant on a fail, or half on a success. Any creatures behind in in a 5 x 60 foot line also take the same damage and save.*
*Nothing is behind it, unless he wants to hit Atemos, Shade, and Enethia as well.*
*DEX: 20.*
*No, he was aiming out towards where the loup garaus came from, targeting the first.*
*Also, the makes it.*
*Alright.*
The nearest creature slashes at him in rage, a sticky substance that could be blood or saliva flying from its maw.
*Attack: 16 Damage: 11 and make a STR save or be knocked prone.*
The other one flexes its claws, striking out at Enethia in some sort of drunken anger.
*Attack: 26 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone.*
*I'll wait for responses and any other LAs before moving on.*
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
She lets out a small giggle, "Is the wine getting to you already?"
Soldaer shakes his head. "You caught me off guard there, Nia, that's all." He takes a sip from his glass and tries again. "What you don't know about me, Nia, is that I'm actually the crown prince. That's why I was always so secretive." Well, at least part of it. He thinks to himself. "I hated how people always treated me like I was their better when they found out who I was."
"Oh. Well, makes sense i guess. Though i should have guessed given the chosen one stuff."
Soldaer chuckles, a little relieved, and oddly a little nervous still. He takes another sip from his glass, seeming completely unfazed by the potent liquor.
Nia smiles warmly, very fazed by the strong liquor
Soldaer chuckles, and walks over to her, casting protection from poison on her. "There you go, Nia, now you won't be getting drunk on me." he says with a laugh.
"Thats jhalf the fun though," She smiles, "But thanks."
"Another time maybe." He says with a grin. "although, I may have a bottle or two of something that will circumvent my spell if you really do want to get drunk this time."
"Naaah, might as well stay sober so we can catch up."
"Exactly. Fun can come another time." He says with a laugh, moving back to his seat, as Shade moves to close the door.
*Nothing is behind it, unless he wants to hit Atemos, Shade, and Enethia as well.*
*DEX: 20.*
*Yea! Hit Atemos!*
Make another DEX save. 22 Damage
*DEX: 21.*
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It whips around in a frenzy, charging towards her and slashing everyone in the way.
*Soldaer: Attack: 20 Damage: 10 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Shade: Attack: 21 Damage: 13. Atemos: Attack: 27 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Enethia: Attack: Nat 1 Damage: Doesn't matter.*
Atemos LAs after Enethia and one more time after the creature.
Attack: 22 Damage: 42 Have it make a STR save and a DEX save or take 25 damage and be restrained.
*The creature didn't take a turn, just an LA, so he only gets one. It's Soldaer's turn after that, though.*
Soldaer climbs to his feet and pulls out his swords, tapping Nightbane on the blade and muttering a few words. A beam of light flashes from Nightbane towards the first Loup Garau.
*DEX Save, taking 22 radiant on a fail, or half on a success. Any creatures behind in in a 5 x 60 foot line also take the same damage and save.*
*Nothing is behind it, unless he wants to hit Atemos, Shade, and Enethia as well.*
*DEX: 20.*
*No, he was aiming out towards where the loup garaus came from, targeting the first.*
*Also, the makes it.*
*Alright.*
The nearest creature slashes at him in rage, a sticky substance that could be blood or saliva flying from its maw.
*Attack: 16 Damage: 11 and make a STR save or be knocked prone.*
The other one flexes its claws, striking out at Enethia in some sort of drunken anger.
*Attack: 26 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone.*
*I'll wait for responses and any other LAs before moving on.*
15 likely a fail. Es great except str and dex stuff
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It whips around in a frenzy, charging towards her and slashing everyone in the way.
*Soldaer: Attack: 20 Damage: 10 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Shade: Attack: 21 Damage: 13. Atemos: Attack: 27 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone. Enethia: Attack: Nat 1 Damage: Doesn't matter.*
Atemos LAs after Enethia and one more time after the creature.
Attack: 22 Damage: 42 Have it make a STR save and a DEX save or take 25 damage and be restrained.
*The creature didn't take a turn, just an LA, so he only gets one. It's Soldaer's turn after that, though.*
Soldaer climbs to his feet and pulls out his swords, tapping Nightbane on the blade and muttering a few words. A beam of light flashes from Nightbane towards the first Loup Garau.
*DEX Save, taking 22 radiant on a fail, or half on a success. Any creatures behind in in a 5 x 60 foot line also take the same damage and save.*
*Nothing is behind it, unless he wants to hit Atemos, Shade, and Enethia as well.*
*DEX: 20.*
*No, he was aiming out towards where the loup garaus came from, targeting the first.*
*Also, the makes it.*
*Alright.*
The nearest creature slashes at him in rage, a sticky substance that could be blood or saliva flying from its maw.
*Attack: 16 Damage: 11 and make a STR save or be knocked prone.*
The other one flexes its claws, striking out at Enethia in some sort of drunken anger.
*Attack: 26 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone.*
*I'll wait for responses and any other LAs before moving on.*
*Misses Soldaer, bouncing off of one of the Mithral bands on his leather armor.*
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Soldaer climbs to his feet and pulls out his swords, tapping Nightbane on the blade and muttering a few words. A beam of light flashes from Nightbane towards the first Loup Garau.
*DEX Save, taking 22 radiant on a fail, or half on a success. Any creatures behind in in a 5 x 60 foot line also take the same damage and save.*
*No, seriously.*
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Soldaer chuckles, and walks over to her, casting protection from poison on her. "There you go, Nia, now you won't be getting drunk on me." he says with a laugh.
*It's all off-planet. Different world*
*Nothing is behind it, unless he wants to hit Atemos, Shade, and Enethia as well.*
*DEX: 20.*
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*This is a very goofy looking battlefield.*
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"Thats jhalf the fun though," She smiles, "But thanks."
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It pokes at his wings, trying to lick off the blood.
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*No, he was aiming out towards where the loup garaus came from, targeting the first.*
*Also, the makes it.*
*Yea! Hit Atemos!*
Make another DEX save. 22 Damage
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"Another time maybe." He says with a grin. "although, I may have a bottle or two of something that will circumvent my spell if you really do want to get drunk this time."
Barachiel shivers and pushes the kitten back on top of his head. The stains don't come off.
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Naaah, might as well stay sober so we can catch up."
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
The kitten puts a paw on his ear. He can feel it trying to reach out to him. Make a CHA save again or fail voluntarily.
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*Alright.*
The nearest creature slashes at him in rage, a sticky substance that could be blood or saliva flying from its maw.
*Attack: 16 Damage: 11 and make a STR save or be knocked prone.*
The other one flexes its claws, striking out at Enethia in some sort of drunken anger.
*Attack: 26 Damage: 9 and make a STR save or be knocked prone.*
*I'll wait for responses and any other LAs before moving on.*
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Barachiel fails voluntarily, expectant to see what will happen.
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Exactly. Fun can come another time." He says with a laugh, moving back to his seat, as Shade moves to close the door.
*DEX: 21.*
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15 likely a fail. Es great except str and dex stuff
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)
*Misses Soldaer, bouncing off of one of the Mithral bands on his leather armor.*