The insult completely ravages him. In in a combination of fear and self loathing, he stops in his tracks *paralyzed* and takes 63 psychic damage, ignoring immunity and resistance
75
*Sorry, am I taking 63 damage or 75 to be clear?*
Zeon stops, shaking like a leaf
*Didnt work for me the first time, but you can take the lesser*
It barks again, this time translation to actual words “What is wrong child? Are you scared?” It laughs a horrible laugh
*I forgot he is immune to the paralyzed condition, but you know what…he’s a kid so I’m going to say he will have to train is emotions before he can use that immunity against Ratatoskr’s emotional attack*
He is unable to speak, the fear gripping him too strong to shake.
*The funny thing is that it also ignores condition immunity. :)*
it climbs down closer “Tsk tsk tsk. Big mistake. You never enter this tree without permission. This isn’t a place for children!”
*Oh wow*
Zeon just shakes there, unable to do anything as he is paralyzed.
“Oh child, I could go on and on about how much love watching you squirm. But I’ll let you go now.” He barks again, allowing Zeon to move
“U-Uh….T-Thank you” He stutters a bit before sprinting back down the tree as fast as he can.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Once Zeon has sprinted off the tree, he takes a few moments to catch his breath and calm down, Dufort gently bopping him on the head as if says ‘there there’.
“I guess making friends with the big tree was a bad idea…?”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
a thundering sound echoes across the area of the dome.
thump.
it gets louder, closer. Anyone looking out of the dome can see an enormous Ash tree in the distance. Its roots dig deep into the earth and reach wide like hands. It’s branches touch the stars itself and its bark is pristine and without flaw.
THUMP.
The sound is like the crackling of branches in a gale force wind, snapping and whirring in the intense hurricane. The tree’s roots rip from the ground, and form two legs, almost goat like in appearance, as the tree rises higher into the sky, two of it’s largest branches on either side twist, bend, and contort into enormous limbs, with four digits, ending in sharp claws that could rend the sky itself. Hollows and holes in it’s trunk twist and expand and reshape, forming into four giant eyes, vaguely glowing with the green light of nature’s wrath, and a toothless mouth in the strange approximation of a smile. In its upper canopy, dominating the sky around it for hundreds of feet, live numerous small critters and a few… not so very small creatures only seen as shadows moving at its center. The creature, standing four hundred feet tall, lumbers its way, step by step, towards the dome, it’s wooden hooves causing earthquakes for miles around as flowers and fields and entire forests sprout at it’s feet. It moves a hundred feet with each stride, and it’s only getting closer.
Ragnaris, standing almost equal in height, growls as he sees it. He takes to the air, then flies outside the dome. He stops in front of it, flapping his wings to stay aloft.
It pauses, its four eyes focusing on Ragnaris.
”Great dragon… flee, or you will die.”
Ragnaris ignores the threat, flames now flickering in his maw. "Who are you, and what is your business at the dome?"
“Yggdrasil… the world treant… Nature is at an imbalance, and I will…” she draws in air through her mouth, almost extinguishing the flames.
”Correct it…”
Fumes of poisonous gas begins to leak from his mouth. "What is this imbalance, and what needs to be done to correct it?"
“Destruction… this entire place wreaks havoc on the surrounding world, with all of the violence and death and fire… I am here to destroy as well, then recycle your corpses into the dirt… and regrow,”
"I am not planning on dying any time soon. I still have 200 years until my grandson is released from a Devil's control, and I will NOT be dead when he is freed."
“then do not impede me, dragon. Actually, I may just have to come for you now, to save time.
"You have come for me? Why?"
”you are a destructive force, and the natural world would be better off if you were dead.”
"But by casting me down, you become a destructive force yourself. Would that not mean you would have to strike yourself down as well?"
”I am a destructive force of nature, and I regrow what I destroy, and only destroy out of necessity. We are not the same.”
"I will not go down without a fight. You know this, don't you?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
a thundering sound echoes across the area of the dome.
thump.
it gets louder, closer. Anyone looking out of the dome can see an enormous Ash tree in the distance. Its roots dig deep into the earth and reach wide like hands. It’s branches touch the stars itself and its bark is pristine and without flaw.
THUMP.
The sound is like the crackling of branches in a gale force wind, snapping and whirring in the intense hurricane. The tree’s roots rip from the ground, and form two legs, almost goat like in appearance, as the tree rises higher into the sky, two of it’s largest branches on either side twist, bend, and contort into enormous limbs, with four digits, ending in sharp claws that could rend the sky itself. Hollows and holes in it’s trunk twist and expand and reshape, forming into four giant eyes, vaguely glowing with the green light of nature’s wrath, and a toothless mouth in the strange approximation of a smile. In its upper canopy, dominating the sky around it for hundreds of feet, live numerous small critters and a few… not so very small creatures only seen as shadows moving at its center. The creature, standing four hundred feet tall, lumbers its way, step by step, towards the dome, it’s wooden hooves causing earthquakes for miles around as flowers and fields and entire forests sprout at it’s feet. It moves a hundred feet with each stride, and it’s only getting closer.
Ragnaris, standing almost equal in height, growls as he sees it. He takes to the air, then flies outside the dome. He stops in front of it, flapping his wings to stay aloft.
It pauses, its four eyes focusing on Ragnaris.
”Great dragon… flee, or you will die.”
Ragnaris ignores the threat, flames now flickering in his maw. "Who are you, and what is your business at the dome?"
“Yggdrasil… the world treant… Nature is at an imbalance, and I will…” she draws in air through her mouth, almost extinguishing the flames.
”Correct it…”
Fumes of poisonous gas begins to leak from his mouth. "What is this imbalance, and what needs to be done to correct it?"
“Destruction… this entire place wreaks havoc on the surrounding world, with all of the violence and death and fire… I am here to destroy as well, then recycle your corpses into the dirt… and regrow,”
"I am not planning on dying any time soon. I still have 200 years until my grandson is released from a Devil's control, and I will NOT be dead when he is freed."
“then do not impede me, dragon. Actually, I may just have to come for you now, to save time.
"You have come for me? Why?"
”you are a destructive force, and the natural world would be better off if you were dead.”
"But by casting me down, you become a destructive force yourself. Would that not mean you would have to strike yourself down as well?"
”I am a destructive force of nature, and I regrow what I destroy, and only destroy out of necessity. We are not the same.”
"I will not go down without a fight. You know this, don't you?"
”I know, but this is a fight you cannot win. Understand that.”
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
They do not respond, instead taking in a deep breath. It turns slightly, and it’s left arm scoops up a giant boulder.
Ragnaris flares his wings, then dives and starts swooping around them.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
They do not respond, instead taking in a deep breath. It turns slightly, and it’s left arm scoops up a giant boulder.
Ragnaris flares his wings, then dives and starts swooping around them.
*guess this would be a good time for initiative. Each of Yggdrasil’s parts, her head, legs, both her arms, and her core, each have their own statblocks and a set initiative.*
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
They do not respond, instead taking in a deep breath. It turns slightly, and it’s left arm scoops up a giant boulder.
Ragnaris flares his wings, then dives and starts swooping around them.
*guess this would be a good time for initiative. Each of Yggdrasil’s parts, her head, legs, both her arms, and her core, each have their own statblocks and a set initiative.*
Ragnaris's initiative: 10
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
They do not respond, instead taking in a deep breath. It turns slightly, and it’s left arm scoops up a giant boulder.
Ragnaris flares his wings, then dives and starts swooping around them.
*guess this would be a good time for initiative. Each of Yggdrasil’s parts, her head, legs, both her arms, and her core, each have their own statblocks and a set initiative.*
Ragnaris's initiative: 10
Yggdrasil smashes into Ragnaris with the boulder in her claw.
to hit: 40 damage: 115 bludgeoning, magical of course. Then her head exhales a tsunami of pollen, moss and plant stuff, make a DC 32 con save.
then her core casts antimagic field, centered on Ragnaris.
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
They do not respond, instead taking in a deep breath. It turns slightly, and it’s left arm scoops up a giant boulder.
Ragnaris flares his wings, then dives and starts swooping around them.
*guess this would be a good time for initiative. Each of Yggdrasil’s parts, her head, legs, both her arms, and her core, each have their own statblocks and a set initiative.*
Ragnaris's initiative: 10
Yggdrasil smashes into Ragnaris with the boulder in her claw.
to hit: 42 damage: 165 bludgeoning, magical of course. Then her head exhales a tsunami of pollen, moss and plant stuff, make a DC 32 con save.
then her core casts antimagic field, centered on Ragnaris.
Ragnaris grunts, the boulder smacking directly into his chest. He drops a few feet, but otherwise seems fine. He counterspells the antimagic field.
Con save: 29
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
They do not respond, instead taking in a deep breath. It turns slightly, and it’s left arm scoops up a giant boulder.
Ragnaris flares his wings, then dives and starts swooping around them.
*guess this would be a good time for initiative. Each of Yggdrasil’s parts, her head, legs, both her arms, and her core, each have their own statblocks and a set initiative.*
Ragnaris's initiative: 10
Yggdrasil smashes into Ragnaris with the boulder in her claw.
to hit: 42 damage: 165 bludgeoning, magical of course. Then her head exhales a tsunami of pollen, moss and plant stuff, make a DC 32 con save.
then her core casts antimagic field, centered on Ragnaris.
Ragnaris grunts, the boulder smacking directly into his chest. He drops a few feet, but otherwise seems fine. He counterspells the antimagic field.
Con save: 29
As he fails, he can feel his life essence… being stolen from him. Any healing he gets, like from regeneration, now instead heals Yggdrasil. His turn.
*I'm... not fighting that thing. I think I would need Talbot if I wanted to even stand up to it, and he's a homebrew CR 34 monster with player levels.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
They do not respond, instead taking in a deep breath. It turns slightly, and it’s left arm scoops up a giant boulder.
Ragnaris flares his wings, then dives and starts swooping around them.
*guess this would be a good time for initiative. Each of Yggdrasil’s parts, her head, legs, both her arms, and her core, each have their own statblocks and a set initiative.*
Ragnaris's initiative: 10
Yggdrasil smashes into Ragnaris with the boulder in her claw.
to hit: 42 damage: 165 bludgeoning, magical of course. Then her head exhales a tsunami of pollen, moss and plant stuff, make a DC 32 con save.
then her core casts antimagic field, centered on Ragnaris.
Ragnaris grunts, the boulder smacking directly into his chest. He drops a few feet, but otherwise seems fine. He counterspells the antimagic field.
Con save: 29
As he fails, he can feel his life essence… being stolen from him. Any healing he gets, like from regeneration, now instead heals Yggdrasil. His turn.
(He has regeneration of 100 hit points per turn, but it can be temporarily stopped if he takes 50 or more points of cold damage before the start of his turn.)
Ragnaris roars, then flies circles around Yggdrasil. He casts life tether, meaning Yggdrasil now needs to make a DC 30 Wis save. He then bites them.
Attack: 38
Damage: 38 magical piercing
27 fire
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*I'm... not fighting that thing. I think I would need Talbot if I wanted to even stand up to it, and he's a homebrew CR 34 monster with player levels.*
*Ah Jason could beat it, but he would need time and help. He could stack a bunch of affections on in, upping the necrotic damage every turn.*
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“U-Uh….T-Thank you” He stutters a bit before sprinting back down the tree as fast as he can.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He uses his aura as an umbrella, keeping most of the rain off of him, keeping his cloak to keep the rest off.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Angered, Yggdrasil casts an antimagic field centered on Jason, continuing to stride towards the dome.
Jason lands on them and jumps off the creature, once they are out of the field flying once more "Well that was rude." He says with a stupid grin.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
”I do not care.”
Once Zeon has sprinted off the tree, he takes a few moments to catch his breath and calm down, Dufort gently bopping him on the head as if says ‘there there’.
“I guess making friends with the big tree was a bad idea…?”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"I will not go down without a fight. You know this, don't you?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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"At least you're honest. You should probably start caring before someone does kill you."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
”I know, but this is a fight you cannot win. Understand that.”
(Cut for Arch)
"Possibly, but I will not let you harm the ones inside the dome."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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They do not respond, instead taking in a deep breath. It turns slightly, and it’s left arm scoops up a giant boulder.
Ragnaris flares his wings, then dives and starts swooping around them.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*guess this would be a good time for initiative. Each of Yggdrasil’s parts, her head, legs, both her arms, and her core, each have their own statblocks and a set initiative.*
Ragnaris's initiative: 10
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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Yggdrasil smashes into Ragnaris with the boulder in her claw.
to hit: 40 damage: 115 bludgeoning, magical of course. Then her head exhales a tsunami of pollen, moss and plant stuff, make a DC 32 con save.
then her core casts antimagic field, centered on Ragnaris.
Ragnaris grunts, the boulder smacking directly into his chest. He drops a few feet, but otherwise seems fine. He counterspells the antimagic field.
Con save: 29
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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As he fails, he can feel his life essence… being stolen from him. Any healing he gets, like from regeneration, now instead heals Yggdrasil. His turn.
*I'm... not fighting that thing. I think I would need Talbot if I wanted to even stand up to it, and he's a homebrew CR 34 monster with player levels.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(He has regeneration of 100 hit points per turn, but it can be temporarily stopped if he takes 50 or more points of cold damage before the start of his turn.)
Ragnaris roars, then flies circles around Yggdrasil. He casts life tether, meaning Yggdrasil now needs to make a DC 30 Wis save. He then bites them.
Attack: 38
Damage: 38 magical piercing
27 fire
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*Ah Jason could beat it, but he would need time and help. He could stack a bunch of affections on in, upping the necrotic damage every turn.*