*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
A child walks over, swings the sword of quote chain cutting, and then walks away
A majority of those hit, except for the nine, the creature is looking more ragged as it roars at her, attacking with its claws likely one last time:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
Rusty looks up and widely smiles. "Well it is good that I prepared some staff to help you in searching." He spreads his arms open, and all manner of different toys spill into the room from the door Rusty entered from, covering half the floor. Some of them are the size of miniatures, others are the size of medium-sized dogs, and there were two or three that were the size of Rusty himself. They all took a deep bow (those that could) as Rusty put his hat back on. "I have given them orders to follow your words as if they were mine, you may ask of them anything you like.... including inviting guests to a banquet." Rusty pulls out a wad of letters from his coat. "These are little invitations I figured could be useful for you. You may send them out as soon as you get the dining hall in there prepared." He gestured to the doorway that leads to his carriage-mansion.
"An entire dining hall?" The few lights in the mansion flicker. E is gone. Rusty immediately hears singing from the kitchen.
Rusty chuckles, turning to his small army of toys. "Places, everyone!" He threw the letters into the air, letting them fall onto the toys. "Everybody take a letter and be prepared for a time about town!" All of the toys pick up a letter, then pile back into the mansion, scattering throughout it. Rusty himself steps back in, closing the door behind him and heading down to the dining hall. He hums a 'Come, Little Children' as he walks through the dark halls.
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A majority of those hit, except for the nine, the creature is looking more ragged as it roars at her, attacking with its claws likely one last time:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
Mirinn stands over it, breathing heavily. After she's calmed down and caught her breath, she walks around it and chops it's tail off for proof of elimination.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A majority of those hit, except for the nine, the creature is looking more ragged as it roars at her, attacking with its claws likely one last time:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
Mirinn stands over it, breathing heavily. After she's calmed down and caught her breath, she walks around it and chops it's tail off for proof of elimination.
It twitches as she walks, but it definatly seems almost completely dead. As she removes it's tail, she gets the sense that she should keep her guard up still.
"The magic, the guests... I need them in order to feed. Their paranoia, their fear, their hunger, their dark thoughts. And I hunger so deeply..."
"Mhm, and does this hurt the victim? Because if it hurts the victim there'll be a problem."
"Hurt my valued guests? How could they, in good conscience, bring their friends and family to the Attic?"
"My guy, everything you're saying confuses me." Kinsley shrugs and stands, "Where does that door go?" points to the shadow illusion covering the other door
A majority of those hit, except for the nine, the creature is looking more ragged as it roars at her, attacking with its claws likely one last time:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
Mirinn stands over it, breathing heavily. After she's calmed down and caught her breath, she walks around it and chops it's tail off for proof of elimination.
It twitches as she walks, but it definatly seems almost completely dead. As she removes it's tail, she gets the sense that she should keep her guard up still.
She freezes, holding the tail in her hand, and looking up and down at the length of the creature, trying to discern if it is still alive or not.
Perception: 8
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"The magic, the guests... I need them in order to feed. Their paranoia, their fear, their hunger, their dark thoughts. And I hunger so deeply..."
"Mhm, and does this hurt the victim? Because if it hurts the victim there'll be a problem."
"Hurt my valued guests? How could they, in good conscience, bring their friends and family to the Attic?"
"My guy, everything you're saying confuses me." Kinsley shrugs and stands, "Where does that door go?" points to the shadow illusion covering the other door
"My new master's home. You may enter, but only if you desire to join the Meal."
A majority of those hit, except for the nine, the creature is looking more ragged as it roars at her, attacking with its claws likely one last time:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
Mirinn stands over it, breathing heavily. After she's calmed down and caught her breath, she walks around it and chops it's tail off for proof of elimination.
It twitches as she walks, but it definatly seems almost completely dead. As she removes it's tail, she gets the sense that she should keep her guard up still.
She freezes, holding the tail in her hand, and looking up and down at the length of the creature, trying to discern if it is still alive or not.
Perception: 19
This creature is dead, yes. She does still feel like she's being watched however
A majority of those hit, except for the nine, the creature is looking more ragged as it roars at her, attacking with its claws likely one last time:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
Mirinn stands over it, breathing heavily. After she's calmed down and caught her breath, she walks around it and chops it's tail off for proof of elimination.
It twitches as she walks, but it definatly seems almost completely dead. As she removes it's tail, she gets the sense that she should keep her guard up still.
She freezes, holding the tail in her hand, and looking up and down at the length of the creature, trying to discern if it is still alive or not.
Perception: 19
This creature is dead, yes. She does still feel like she's being watched however
She carefully stands up, tucking the tail into her coat, then turns to start heading back to the tavern.
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"The magic, the guests... I need them in order to feed. Their paranoia, their fear, their hunger, their dark thoughts. And I hunger so deeply..."
"Mhm, and does this hurt the victim? Because if it hurts the victim there'll be a problem."
"Hurt my valued guests? How could they, in good conscience, bring their friends and family to the Attic?"
"My guy, everything you're saying confuses me." Kinsley shrugs and stands, "Where does that door go?" points to the shadow illusion covering the other door
"My new master's home. You may enter, but only if you desire to join the Meal."
"The magic, the guests... I need them in order to feed. Their paranoia, their fear, their hunger, their dark thoughts. And I hunger so deeply..."
"Mhm, and does this hurt the victim? Because if it hurts the victim there'll be a problem."
"Hurt my valued guests? How could they, in good conscience, bring their friends and family to the Attic?"
"My guy, everything you're saying confuses me." Kinsley shrugs and stands, "Where does that door go?" points to the shadow illusion covering the other door
"My new master's home. You may enter, but only if you desire to join the Meal."
*HEAHAHSASHAHE, 'The Meal' is an AMAZING name.*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A majority of those hit, except for the nine, the creature is looking more ragged as it roars at her, attacking with its claws likely one last time:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
Mirinn stands over it, breathing heavily. After she's calmed down and caught her breath, she walks around it and chops it's tail off for proof of elimination.
It twitches as she walks, but it definatly seems almost completely dead. As she removes it's tail, she gets the sense that she should keep her guard up still.
She freezes, holding the tail in her hand, and looking up and down at the length of the creature, trying to discern if it is still alive or not.
Perception: 19
This creature is dead, yes. She does still feel like she's being watched however
She carefully stands up, tucking the tail into her coat, then turns to start heading back to the tavern.
A couple of steps foward, she hears something thump into the ground, followed by the sound of bones snapping
"The magic, the guests... I need them in order to feed. Their paranoia, their fear, their hunger, their dark thoughts. And I hunger so deeply..."
"Mhm, and does this hurt the victim? Because if it hurts the victim there'll be a problem."
"Hurt my valued guests? How could they, in good conscience, bring their friends and family to the Attic?"
"My guy, everything you're saying confuses me." Kinsley shrugs and stands, "Where does that door go?" points to the shadow illusion covering the other door
"My new master's home. You may enter, but only if you desire to join the Meal."
*HEAHAHSASHAHE, 'The Meal' is an AMAZING name.*
"Wait, it's not like, a food meal? Huh?" Kinsley's ears flatten
A majority of those hit, except for the nine, the creature is looking more ragged as it roars at her, attacking with its claws likely one last time:
Attack: 11 Damage: 5
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
*Dang I'm stupid, I gotta reroll the damage of her last attack real quick, because I made it a d20 by accident* 4
Only the second one manages to hit her, scratching along her arm. She swings her axes on their chains, spinning like a tornado into three attacks. *The two-weapon thing again, to explain the third attack.*
18 to hit, 6 damage
26 to hit, 6 damage *+7 damage on a crit*
20 to hit, 7 damage
The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
Mirinn stands over it, breathing heavily. After she's calmed down and caught her breath, she walks around it and chops it's tail off for proof of elimination.
It twitches as she walks, but it definatly seems almost completely dead. As she removes it's tail, she gets the sense that she should keep her guard up still.
She freezes, holding the tail in her hand, and looking up and down at the length of the creature, trying to discern if it is still alive or not.
Perception: 19
This creature is dead, yes. She does still feel like she's being watched however
She carefully stands up, tucking the tail into her coat, then turns to start heading back to the tavern.
A couple of steps foward, she hears something thump into the ground, followed by the sound of bones snapping
She stops and slowly turns to the direction it comes from.
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A child walks over, swings the sword of quote chain cutting, and then walks away
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The last attack smashes the beasts head, knocking it to the ground as blood drips into the grass
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
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Rusty chuckles, turning to his small army of toys. "Places, everyone!" He threw the letters into the air, letting them fall onto the toys. "Everybody take a letter and be prepared for a time about town!" All of the toys pick up a letter, then pile back into the mansion, scattering throughout it. Rusty himself steps back in, closing the door behind him and heading down to the dining hall. He hums a 'Come, Little Children' as he walks through the dark halls.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"The magic, the guests... I need them in order to feed. Their paranoia, their fear, their hunger, their dark thoughts. And I hunger so deeply..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Mhm, and does this hurt the victim? Because if it hurts the victim there'll be a problem."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Mirinn stands over it, breathing heavily. After she's calmed down and caught her breath, she walks around it and chops it's tail off for proof of elimination.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
It twitches as she walks, but it definatly seems almost completely dead. As she removes it's tail, she gets the sense that she should keep her guard up still.
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
"Hurt my valued guests? How could they, in good conscience, bring their friends and family to the Attic?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"My guy, everything you're saying confuses me." Kinsley shrugs and stands, "Where does that door go?" points to the shadow illusion covering the other door
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
She freezes, holding the tail in her hand, and looking up and down at the length of the creature, trying to discern if it is still alive or not.
Perception: 8
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"My new master's home. You may enter, but only if you desire to join the Meal."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
This creature is dead, yes. She does still feel like she's being watched however
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
She carefully stands up, tucking the tail into her coat, then turns to start heading back to the tavern.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Perhaps a small taste."
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( u u)
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*HEAHAHSASHAHE, 'The Meal' is an AMAZING name.*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
A couple of steps foward, she hears something thump into the ground, followed by the sound of bones snapping
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
"Wait, it's not like, a food meal? Huh?" Kinsley's ears flatten
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
She stops and slowly turns to the direction it comes from.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
The guy in the doorway is just raising his eyebrows and shaking his head. But he's keeping a watchful eye around the room and the corridor as well.
Chilling kinda vibe.
"I have one legendary resistance." They flex
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