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.
*And I said HIS SPACE. As in the 5ft square he is in. And the artificial night has run out a long time ago.*
*ah*
*So, wanna reconsider that course of action?*
Yuri snarls and closes her eyes. She raises a hand and casts darkness around her (60 ft)
A small shadow dragon rushes up behind her from a hatch in the roof and breathes noxious gas all over her. Necklace of adaptation will apply.
The Baron waves his hands. A Huge gold dragon is summoned out of a portal that appears in the sky.
Wis, Int, and Con saves, please.
Failed int save: 24 fire damage, half on a success (but remember, vulnerable)
Failed Wis save: Frightened for one minute.
Failed Con save: 41 poison damage, half on a success.
DC for all is 23.
Yuri CON, INT, And WIS are all 25
*Roll where I can see, please.*
13
10
22
*Thank you very much.*
89 damage total, and an additional 30 from starting that first turn in sunlight (because even if she cast darkness, she started her turn without it).
"Now then, can we just talk about this? I don't think this can escalate much more!"
She snarls and raises a hand. She holds a ring on her finger with three small stone. "I wish he was at his last health" she snarls.
Counterspell: 16
You did not specify who.
The gold dragon shudders in agony.
Intelligence save x 2, please.
18
28
She takes 20 fire damage, and she is suddenly entombed by black flesh covered in gnashing teeth and staring eyes, taking 23 x 2 Psychic damage.
She chuckles (The flesh needs to make a CON save)
The flesh doesn't exist. Take 52 x 2 Psychic damage. Then, make an int and a str save.
STR automatically fails.
She laughs, her mind clearly broken. "I WISH 150 FEET AROUND WE WERE DEAD".
Granted. But the Baron is not alive. And neither is the shadow wyrmling, or anything in the tower. Lazarus, however...
She is now wrapped in inky black tentacles. She is restrained and takes 10 bludgeoning damage.
Unearthly hands grasp at her flesh.
Attack: 24 Damage: 18 necrotic
Attack: 32 Damage: 20 necrotic
She now has vulnerability to necrotic if either hit.
*Actually my plan was to kill her as well considering it was a spell with the boundaries being in 150 feet around her. *
*Well, go ahead, then.*
*-Clears throat-*
The middle of the tower is engulfed in white light dome that grows until it hits the 150ft mark. Everything inside is blow into a crater of nothingness. Yuri, Baron, the dragon's, all gone.
*Um, that s not what you wished. You wished, "I want everything within 150 feet of me to be dead." You did not wish "I wish for everything in 150ft of me to be destroyed." You have killed both yourself and Lazarus, but everything that was no technically alive is fine.*
*Um, that s not what you wished. You wished, "I want everything within 150 feet of me to be dead." You did not wish "I wish for everything in 150ft of me to be destroyed." You have killed both yourself and Lazarus, but everything that was no technically alive is fine.*
*Lazarus was undead so... the spell did nothing?*
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Lazarus walks into the tavern, looking for a hapless mortal young innocent person whom he might convice to allow him to feed
The Baron approaches him. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I truly did not intend for there to be any violence. How about I get you a nice meal, hm? I have plenty of blood and flesh at my tower."
Lazarus walks into the tavern, looking for a hapless mortal young innocent person whom he might convice to allow him to feed
The Baron approaches him. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I truly did not intend for there to be any violence. How about I get you a nice meal, hm? I have plenty of blood and flesh at my tower."
They debate this. "I need fresh and willing blood. Do you have some that grants both?"
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Lazarus walks into the tavern, looking for a hapless mortal young innocent person whom he might convice to allow him to feed
The Baron approaches him. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I truly did not intend for there to be any violence. How about I get you a nice meal, hm? I have plenty of blood and flesh at my tower."
They debate this. "I need fresh and willing blood. Do you have some that grants both?"
"Of course! Many peasants offer themselves up to my vampires as thanks for the protection they offer. The fact that they may gain extreme power from it may also be a factor. Have you tried shadar-kai before?"
*Im going to take this time to relax and bring in someone ive been wanting to enter*
A young woman walks past the trees towards the tavern. She has long red hair with tiny braids woven in it, soft grey eyes that shimmer as if they were a pieces of silver, and fair skin with a single tear-drop mole under her left eye. She wears a long crimson red shoulder-less dress, a black jacket with iron buttons, a thick leather belt with a dagger in its hilt, grey leggings, and heeled boots. She has runes tattooed over her palms, arms, and neck. She wears bracers made of iron with pictures of the planetary system etched on them, each planet has its own rune engraved on it. She has thick iron earrings and earring cuffs on her ears.
A grey tabby cat with fluffy wings sits on her shoulder as she speaks to it in uncommon.
Lazarus walks into the tavern, looking for a hapless mortal young innocent person whom he might convice to allow him to feed
The Baron approaches him. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I truly did not intend for there to be any violence. How about I get you a nice meal, hm? I have plenty of blood and flesh at my tower."
They debate this. "I need fresh and willing blood. Do you have some that grants both?"
"Of course! Many peasants offer themselves up to my vampires as thanks for the protection they offer. The fact that they may gain extreme power from it may also be a factor. Have you tried shadar-kai before?"
Lazarus nods. "Not in a while, I will go then." He says, slightly mistrustful of the Baron
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*Im going to take this time to relax and bring in someone ive been wanting to enter*
A young woman walks past the trees towards the tavern. She has long red hair with tiny braids woven in it, soft grey eyes that shimmer as if they were a pieces of silver, and fair skin with a single tear-drop mole under her left eye. She wears a long crimson red shoulder-less dress, a black jacket with iron buttons, a thick leather belt with a dagger in its hilt, grey leggings, and heeled boots. She has runes tattooed over her palms, arms, and neck. She wears bracers made of iron with pictures of the planetary system etched on them, each planet has its own rune engraved on it. She has thick iron earrings and earring cuffs on her ears.
A grey tabby cat with fluffy wings sits on her shoulder as she speaks to it in uncommon.
Percival, one of Raphael's cats, looks up in distain.
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Extended Sig (Now updated!)
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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.
*Nice*
"You seem agrivated. What happened?"
*Perception or medicine*
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*-Clears throat-*
The middle of the tower is engulfed in white light dome that grows until it hits the 150ft mark. Everything inside is blow into a crater of nothingness. Yuri, Baron, the dragon's, all gone.
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
*Hello everyone. Recap?*
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*Ghost, you might want to look what happened with me and baalzeboop*
*Yuri kinda wished for herself, baron, and the dragons to be obliterated in a 150 radius*
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
*Oh... Got it. Welp, that invalidates this convo*
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*Um, that s not what you wished. You wished, "I want everything within 150 feet of me to be dead." You did not wish "I wish for everything in 150ft of me to be destroyed." You have killed both yourself and Lazarus, but everything that was no technically alive is fine.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Lazarus was undead so... the spell did nothing?*
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Lazarus hears a voice in his mind "Don't believe everything you see"
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
The Baron is cleaning up the dead plants around the tower, and several ghouls are bringing Lazarus to a place that offers resurrection services.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
I won't...Would you actually give me a second. I can feel starvation creep ever closer
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*Oh, sorry, I thought Lazarus was alive.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Lazarus walks into the tavern, looking for a
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The Baron approaches him. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I truly did not intend for there to be any violence. How about I get you a nice meal, hm? I have plenty of blood and flesh at my tower."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*It is fine*
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They debate this. "I need fresh and willing blood. Do you have some that grants both?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Of course! Many peasants offer themselves up to my vampires as thanks for the protection they offer. The fact that they may gain extreme power from it may also be a factor. Have you tried shadar-kai before?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Im going to take this time to relax and bring in someone ive been wanting to enter*
A young woman walks past the trees towards the tavern. She has long red hair with tiny braids woven in it, soft grey eyes that shimmer as if they were a pieces of silver, and fair skin with a single tear-drop mole under her left eye. She wears a long crimson red shoulder-less dress, a black jacket with iron buttons, a thick leather belt with a dagger in its hilt, grey leggings, and heeled boots. She has runes tattooed over her palms, arms, and neck. She wears bracers made of iron with pictures of the planetary system etched on them, each planet has its own rune engraved on it. She has thick iron earrings and earring cuffs on her ears.
A grey tabby cat with fluffy wings sits on her shoulder as she speaks to it in uncommon.
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
Lazarus nods. "Not in a while, I will go then." He says, slightly mistrustful of the Baron
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Percival, one of Raphael's cats, looks up in distain.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now