Spice is eating spicy kimchi and udon noodles at the tavern bar, sipping on a pint of spiced apple rum. She grumbles to herself about the stuff being made here isn't nearly as spicy as back home.
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Donn has somehow made about thirty sweaters and is handing them out to anyone who would like one. His children already have some but these are just a byproduct of him getting way to focused.
Traitor notices him and approaches, only her luminous eyes being visible as she near-silently strides over. "Oh, hello!"
Donn looks up and smiles 'Hello there, how are you?"
"I'm doing rather well today. You?" She becomes fully visible again.
"I am well, thank you very much for asking!" He chirps and hands her a sweater with a cat paw print design in the front "Would you like one dear?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Spice is eating spicy kimchi and udon noodles at the tavern bar, sipping on a pint of spiced apple rum. She grumbles to herself about the stuff being made here isn't nearly as spicy as back home.
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Donn has somehow made about thirty sweaters and is handing them out to anyone who would like one. His children already have some but these are just a byproduct of him getting way to focused.
Traitor notices him and approaches, only her luminous eyes being visible as she near-silently strides over. "Oh, hello!"
Donn looks up and smiles 'Hello there, how are you?"
"I'm doing rather well today. You?" She becomes fully visible again.
"I am well, thank you very much for asking!" He chirps and hands her a sweater with a cat paw print design in the front "Would you like one dear?"
"I would! Thank you very much." She takes the offered sweater as carefully as her vicious clawed hands can muster, but still accidentally snags it slightly against her talons.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Shen watches with a soft, bemused grin on his face and his arms behind his back. He's wearing a new gi, though styled the same as the others, the colors red and black mixing together wonderfully, his soft blue eyes tracking every motion.
Samaritan pins William down, snapping another bone. William winces, but doesn't scream in pain. "You have to remember not to leave yourself open. You may have your formal abilities but not your full strength yet.'
He chuckles softly, his eyes half open as he witnesses this brutal training "Rookie moves. At least he's learning." He leans against his staff, leaning forward "He's most likely pretty strong already, but he's relying on that."
"That's the issue. He is relying on only his strength." Samaritan huffs. William grumbles and sits up, wiping blood from his nose.
He chuckles, shaking his head "How about you let him rest, watch and learn from someone who knows a few techniques himself. If you don't mind." He says, getting off the staff.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Spice is eating spicy kimchi and udon noodles at the tavern bar, sipping on a pint of spiced apple rum. She grumbles to herself about the stuff being made here isn't nearly as spicy as back home.
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Donn has somehow made about thirty sweaters and is handing them out to anyone who would like one. His children already have some but these are just a byproduct of him getting way to focused.
Traitor notices him and approaches, only her luminous eyes being visible as she near-silently strides over. "Oh, hello!"
Donn looks up and smiles 'Hello there, how are you?"
"I'm doing rather well today. You?" She becomes fully visible again.
"I am well, thank you very much for asking!" He chirps and hands her a sweater with a cat paw print design in the front "Would you like one dear?"
"I would! Thank you very much." She takes the offered sweater as carefully as her vicious clawed hands can muster, but still accidentally snags it slightly against her talons.
Donn chuckles "You remind me of one of my daughter, all spikes!" He helps her put it on, seeming to have done this multiple times.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Shen watches with a soft, bemused grin on his face and his arms behind his back. He's wearing a new gi, though styled the same as the others, the colors red and black mixing together wonderfully, his soft blue eyes tracking every motion.
Samaritan pins William down, snapping another bone. William winces, but doesn't scream in pain. "You have to remember not to leave yourself open. You may have your formal abilities but not your full strength yet.'
He chuckles softly, his eyes half open as he witnesses this brutal training "Rookie moves. At least he's learning." He leans against his staff, leaning forward "He's most likely pretty strong already, but he's relying on that."
"That's the issue. He is relying on only his strength." Samaritan huffs. William grumbles and sits up, wiping blood from his nose.
He chuckles, shaking his head "How about you let him rest, watch and learn from someone who knows a few techniques himself. If you don't mind." He says, getting off the staff.
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Shen watches with a soft, bemused grin on his face and his arms behind his back. He's wearing a new gi, though styled the same as the others, the colors red and black mixing together wonderfully, his soft blue eyes tracking every motion.
Samaritan pins William down, snapping another bone. William winces, but doesn't scream in pain. "You have to remember not to leave yourself open. You may have your formal abilities but not your full strength yet.'
He chuckles softly, his eyes half open as he witnesses this brutal training "Rookie moves. At least he's learning." He leans against his staff, leaning forward "He's most likely pretty strong already, but he's relying on that."
"That's the issue. He is relying on only his strength." Samaritan huffs. William grumbles and sits up, wiping blood from his nose.
He chuckles, shaking his head "How about you let him rest, watch and learn from someone who knows a few techniques himself. If you don't mind." He says, getting off the staff.
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
He chuckles once more "Seems like someone doesn't want to lose anymore. I will face you then, oh, and the name's Shen by the way." He takes a fighting stance, his staff behind his back. Init:18
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
He chuckles once more "Seems like someone doesn't want to lose anymore. I will face you then, oh, and the name's Shen by the way." He takes a fighting stance, his staff behind his back. Init:25
*Okay, nat20*
He seems to move faster, muttering some magical swords, moving with unrivaled speed, making a single strike for their chest, a one inch punch. (Haste and Bladesong, AC now 26) To hit:28 Damage:13
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Shen watches with a soft, bemused grin on his face and his arms behind his back. He's wearing a new gi, though styled the same as the others, the colors red and black mixing together wonderfully, his soft blue eyes tracking every motion.
Samaritan pins William down, snapping another bone. William winces, but doesn't scream in pain. "You have to remember not to leave yourself open. You may have your formal abilities but not your full strength yet.'
He chuckles softly, his eyes half open as he witnesses this brutal training "Rookie moves. At least he's learning." He leans against his staff, leaning forward "He's most likely pretty strong already, but he's relying on that."
"That's the issue. He is relying on only his strength." Samaritan huffs. William grumbles and sits up, wiping blood from his nose.
He chuckles, shaking his head "How about you let him rest, watch and learn from someone who knows a few techniques himself. If you don't mind." He says, getting off the staff.
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
He chuckles once more "Seems like someone doesn't want to lose anymore. I will face you then, oh, and the name's Shen by the way." He takes a fighting stance, his staff behind his back. Init:25
Init: 18
*Samaritan, in the beginning of battles, automatically casts Shield [which gives him a +5 to his armor which is already 23]. His chef's outfit also works as a Archmagi's Robes.*
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
He chuckles once more "Seems like someone doesn't want to lose anymore. I will face you then, oh, and the name's Shen by the way." He takes a fighting stance, his staff behind his back. Init:25
*Okay, nat20, oh forgot to mention, all attacks have -3 to hit him added to the to hit.*
He seems to move faster, muttering some magical swords, moving with unrivaled speed, making a single strike for their chest, a one inch punch. (Haste and Bladesong, AC now 26) To hit:28 Damage:13
Spice is eating spicy kimchi and udon noodles at the tavern bar, sipping on a pint of spiced apple rum. She grumbles to herself about the stuff being made here isn't nearly as spicy as back home.
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Donn has somehow made about thirty sweaters and is handing them out to anyone who would like one. His children already have some but these are just a byproduct of him getting way to focused.
Traitor notices him and approaches, only her luminous eyes being visible as she near-silently strides over. "Oh, hello!"
Donn looks up and smiles 'Hello there, how are you?"
"I'm doing rather well today. You?" She becomes fully visible again.
"I am well, thank you very much for asking!" He chirps and hands her a sweater with a cat paw print design in the front "Would you like one dear?"
"I would! Thank you very much." She takes the offered sweater as carefully as her vicious clawed hands can muster, but still accidentally snags it slightly against her talons.
Donn chuckles "You remind me of one of my daughter, all spikes!" He helps her put it on, seeming to have done this multiple times.
With his help, Traitor successfully dons the sweater over her armor without tearing it to pieces. "Thank you. Oh dear, I've forgotten to introduce myself. I am Traitor. May I ask your name?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
He chuckles once more "Seems like someone doesn't want to lose anymore. I will face you then, oh, and the name's Shen by the way." He takes a fighting stance, his staff behind his back. Init:25
*Okay, nat20*
He seems to move faster, muttering some magical swords, moving with unrivaled speed, making a single strike for their chest, a one inch punch. (Haste and Bladesong, AC now 26) To hit:28 Damage:13
*Samaritan, in the beginning of battles, automatically casts Shield [which gives him a +5 to his armor which is already 23]. His chef's outfit also works as a Archmagi's Robes.*
*This still hits though.*
He tries to dodge it but is unsuccessful as he ends up stumbling back a few feet. He grumbles, clapping his hands twice. He summons two Bone Devils appear on either side of him, their wings buzzing in rage [They take their turns right after him] and then summons his knives, the golden blade suddenly turning super heated as he rushes forward [Make a STR save to avoid being pushed back]
Hit: 33 Damage: 21 slashing damage [magical damage] and 12 fire damage.
Hit: 30 Damage: 18 slashing damage [magical damage] and 16 fire damage.
Bone Devil 1:
Hit: 19 Damage: 11
Hit: 10 Damage: 11
Hit: 25 Damage: 10 and 15 poison damage.
Bone Devil 2:
Hit: 13 Damage: 11
Hit: 18 Damage: 6
Hit: 17 Damage: 17 and 15 poison damage.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Spice is eating spicy kimchi and udon noodles at the tavern bar, sipping on a pint of spiced apple rum. She grumbles to herself about the stuff being made here isn't nearly as spicy as back home.
William and Samaritan are outside, sparring. William has already suffered three broken bones and a broken nose but still continues to fight. Samaritan laughs as he dodges each attack, critiquing William's form.
Donn has somehow made about thirty sweaters and is handing them out to anyone who would like one. His children already have some but these are just a byproduct of him getting way to focused.
Traitor notices him and approaches, only her luminous eyes being visible as she near-silently strides over. "Oh, hello!"
Donn looks up and smiles 'Hello there, how are you?"
"I'm doing rather well today. You?" She becomes fully visible again.
"I am well, thank you very much for asking!" He chirps and hands her a sweater with a cat paw print design in the front "Would you like one dear?"
"I would! Thank you very much." She takes the offered sweater as carefully as her vicious clawed hands can muster, but still accidentally snags it slightly against her talons.
Donn chuckles "You remind me of one of my daughter, all spikes!" He helps her put it on, seeming to have done this multiple times.
With his help, Traitor successfully dons the sweater over her armor without tearing it to pieces. "Thank you. Oh dear, I've forgotten to introduce myself. I am Traitor. May I ask your name?"
"I am Donn Adhfhuafaireacht, but please call me Donn." He chuckles and bows "A pleasure to meet you Traitor, is that a title or name?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
He chuckles once more "Seems like someone doesn't want to lose anymore. I will face you then, oh, and the name's Shen by the way." He takes a fighting stance, his staff behind his back. Init:25
*Okay, nat20*
He seems to move faster, muttering some magical swords, moving with unrivaled speed, making a single strike for their chest, a one inch punch. (Haste and Bladesong, AC now 26) To hit:28 Damage:13
*Samaritan, in the beginning of battles, automatically casts Shield [which gives him a +5 to his armor which is already 23]. His chef's outfit also works as a Archmagi's Robes.*
*This still hits though.*
He tries to dodge it but is unsuccessful as he ends up stumbling back a few feet. He grumbles, clapping his hands twice. He summons two Bone Devils appear on either side of him, their wings buzzing in rage [They take their turns right after him] and then summons his knives, the golden blade suddenly turning super heated as he rushes forward [Make a STR save to avoid being pushed back]
Hit: 33 Damage: 21 slashing damage [magical damage] and 12 fire damage.
Hit: 30 Damage: 18 slashing damage [magical damage] and 16 fire damage.
Bone Devil 1:
Hit: 19 Damage: 11
Hit: 10 Damage: 11
Hit: 25 Damage: 10 and 15 poison damage.
Bone Devil 2:
Hit: 13 Damage: 11
Hit: 18 Damage: 6
Hit: 17 Damage: 17 and 15 poison damage.
He is hit by all the attacks of Sam himself though he easily avoids the attacks of the Bone Devils, only one of them getting close. CON Saves for Haste:1928 Str save:8 He ignores the Bone devils entirely, going for Sam directly with a smile on his face, making four strikes before making a BA dodge (Disadvantage on attacks against him). He also casts counterspell on the Shield. To hit:24252319 Damage:11998
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
He chuckles once more "Seems like someone doesn't want to lose anymore. I will face you then, oh, and the name's Shen by the way." He takes a fighting stance, his staff behind his back. Init:25
*Okay, nat20*
He seems to move faster, muttering some magical swords, moving with unrivaled speed, making a single strike for their chest, a one inch punch. (Haste and Bladesong, AC now 26) To hit:28 Damage:13
*Samaritan, in the beginning of battles, automatically casts Shield [which gives him a +5 to his armor which is already 23]. His chef's outfit also works as a Archmagi's Robes.*
*This still hits though.*
He tries to dodge it but is unsuccessful as he ends up stumbling back a few feet. He grumbles, clapping his hands twice. He summons two Bone Devils appear on either side of him, their wings buzzing in rage [They take their turns right after him] and then summons his knives, the golden blade suddenly turning super heated as he rushes forward [Make a STR save to avoid being pushed back]
Hit: 33 Damage: 21 slashing damage [magical damage] and 12 fire damage.
Hit: 30 Damage: 18 slashing damage [magical damage] and 16 fire damage.
Bone Devil 1:
Hit: 19 Damage: 11
Hit: 10 Damage: 11
Hit: 25 Damage: 10 and 15 poison damage.
Bone Devil 2:
Hit: 13 Damage: 11
Hit: 18 Damage: 6
Hit: 17 Damage: 17 and 15 poison damage.
He is hit by all the attacks of Sam himself though he easily avoids the attacks of the Bone Devils, only one of them getting close. CON Saves for Haste:1928 Str save:8 He ignores the Bone devils entirely, going for Sam directly with a smile on his face, making four strikes before making a BA dodge (Disadvantage on attacks against him). He also casts counterspell on the Shield. To hit:24252319 Damage:11998
He finds that Samaritan sends him flying backwards [Take 14 damage].
He finds that the shield, despite the spell, is still active. Each attack is able to be blocked by it, the shield's face becoming monstrous, no longer beautiful. Samaritan chuckles "Good try mate, but this [GP] is etched onto my skin by my loan shark so I don't die before I pay him."
He plants his feet, continuing to block attacks [Any strength-based attacks are now at a disadvantage.]
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He finds that Samaritan sends him flying backwards [Take 14 damage].
He finds that the shield, despite the spell, is still active. Each attack is able to be blocked by it, the shield's face becoming monstrous, no longer beautiful. Samaritan chuckles "Good try mate, but this [GP] is etched onto my skin by my loan shark so I don't die before I pay him."
He plants his feet, continuing to block attacks [Any strength-based attacks are now at a disadvantage.]
*Lucky his attacks are Dex based huh?*
He smiles "Oh well that's not fair is it?" The hits seem to have messed him up pretty hard, he takes a deep breath, the wounds seem to stop leaking blood as he continues his onslaught with another four hits, using both the staff and his hands, his eyes begin to glow (-3 to all attacks against him for the rest of the combat, adding to your to hit of course.) To hit:25163013 Damage:12131010
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He finds that Samaritan sends him flying backwards [Take 14 damage].
He finds that the shield, despite the spell, is still active. Each attack is able to be blocked by it, the shield's face becoming monstrous, no longer beautiful. Samaritan chuckles "Good try mate, but this [GP] is etched onto my skin by my loan shark so I don't die before I pay him."
He plants his feet, continuing to block attacks [Any strength-based attacks are now at a disadvantage.]
*Lucky his attacks are Dex based huh?*
He smiles "Oh well that's not fair is it?" The hits seem to have messed him up pretty hard, he takes a deep breath, the wounds seem to stop leaking blood as he continues his onslaught with another four hits, using both the staff and his hands, his eyes begin to glow (-3 to all attacks against him for the rest of the combat, adding to your to hit of course.) To hit:25163013 Damage:12131010
*Time to use the reactions.*
As he is about to hit, he finds that Samartian is suddenly gone. In his place is the Bone Devils, taking the full force of the attacks. They screech as they take the brunt of the blows, their bones cracking. Suddenly, around them, is hellish fire. The Bone Devils aren't harmed but rather healed by the flames. [Shen is going to take 52 fire damage which negates any fire resistance or fire immunity.]
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"In a sense, it's both. It's sort of an alias as well. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Donn." She gives a sort of half-bow half-curtsy back.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"In a sense, it's both. It's sort of an alias as well. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Donn." She gives a sort of half-bow half-curtsy back.
"Where did you come from hon? I, personally, was born in the Feywild to the Archfey of Darkness and I now hold his title."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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"I am well, thank you very much for asking!" He chirps and hands her a sweater with a cat paw print design in the front "Would you like one dear?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I would! Thank you very much." She takes the offered sweater as carefully as her vicious clawed hands can muster, but still accidentally snags it slightly against her talons.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He chuckles, shaking his head "How about you let him rest, watch and learn from someone who knows a few techniques himself. If you don't mind." He says, getting off the staff.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Donn chuckles "You remind me of one of my daughter, all spikes!" He helps her put it on, seeming to have done this multiple times.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Please!" William huffs and wanders to the grass, collapsing and begins to heal his wounds.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He chuckles once more "Seems like someone doesn't want to lose anymore. I will face you then, oh, and the name's Shen by the way." He takes a fighting stance, his staff behind his back. Init:18
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Okay, nat20*
He seems to move faster, muttering some magical swords, moving with unrivaled speed, making a single strike for their chest, a one inch punch. (Haste and Bladesong, AC now 26) To hit:28 Damage:13
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Oh guess I'm lucky today!*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Init: 18
*Samaritan, in the beginning of battles, automatically casts Shield [which gives him a +5 to his armor which is already 23]. His chef's outfit also works as a Archmagi's Robes.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
With his help, Traitor successfully dons the sweater over her armor without tearing it to pieces. "Thank you. Oh dear, I've forgotten to introduce myself. I am Traitor. May I ask your name?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Samaritan, in the beginning of battles, automatically casts Shield [which gives him a +5 to his armor which is already 23]. His chef's outfit also works as a Archmagi's Robes.*
*This still hits though.*
He tries to dodge it but is unsuccessful as he ends up stumbling back a few feet. He grumbles, clapping his hands twice. He summons two Bone Devils appear on either side of him, their wings buzzing in rage [They take their turns right after him] and then summons his knives, the golden blade suddenly turning super heated as he rushes forward [Make a STR save to avoid being pushed back]
Hit: 33 Damage: 21 slashing damage [magical damage] and 12 fire damage.
Hit: 30 Damage: 18 slashing damage [magical damage] and 16 fire damage.
Bone Devil 1:
Hit: 19 Damage: 11
Hit: 10 Damage: 11
Hit: 25 Damage: 10 and 15 poison damage.
Bone Devil 2:
Hit: 13 Damage: 11
Hit: 18 Damage: 6
Hit: 17 Damage: 17 and 15 poison damage.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I am Donn Adhfhuafaireacht, but please call me Donn." He chuckles and bows "A pleasure to meet you Traitor, is that a title or name?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He is hit by all the attacks of Sam himself though he easily avoids the attacks of the Bone Devils, only one of them getting close. CON Saves for Haste:19 28 Str save:8 He ignores the Bone devils entirely, going for Sam directly with a smile on his face, making four strikes before making a BA dodge (Disadvantage on attacks against him). He also casts counterspell on the Shield. To hit:24 25 23 19 Damage:11 9 9 8
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He finds that Samaritan sends him flying backwards [Take 14 damage].
He finds that the shield, despite the spell, is still active. Each attack is able to be blocked by it, the shield's face becoming monstrous, no longer beautiful. Samaritan chuckles "Good try mate, but this [GP] is etched onto my skin by my loan shark so I don't die before I pay him."
He plants his feet, continuing to block attacks [Any strength-based attacks are now at a disadvantage.]
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(hey wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Lucky his attacks are Dex based huh?*
He smiles "Oh well that's not fair is it?" The hits seem to have messed him up pretty hard, he takes a deep breath, the wounds seem to stop leaking blood as he continues his onslaught with another four hits, using both the staff and his hands, his eyes begin to glow (-3 to all attacks against him for the rest of the combat, adding to your to hit of course.) To hit:25 16 30 13 Damage:12 13 10 10
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Time to use the reactions.*
As he is about to hit, he finds that Samartian is suddenly gone. In his place is the Bone Devils, taking the full force of the attacks. They screech as they take the brunt of the blows, their bones cracking. Suddenly, around them, is hellish fire. The Bone Devils aren't harmed but rather healed by the flames. [Shen is going to take 52 fire damage which negates any fire resistance or fire immunity.]
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Snippet for Donn & Traitor*
"In a sense, it's both. It's sort of an alias as well. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Donn." She gives a sort of half-bow half-curtsy back.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Where did you come from hon? I, personally, was born in the Feywild to the Archfey of Darkness and I now hold his title."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]