Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
he nods then somewhat understanding "i only kill those who attack me first. if that is wrong then you must kill me to stop me sir. i will continue to defend myself in every way possible"
He puts on a tiny pair of reading glasses, and looks through a book he’s carrying, titled Malleus.
”Two things. Self defense is not a justification for murder, and secondly, Lonely. I have the file for the charges right here. Attacked without Provocation, a 14 year old, defenseless human.”
he looks down "yes... i did that. i... i was afraid. he has powers too far beyond his control. to powerful to be left unchecked. i feel terrible but i am still afraid of him"
"Objection! Self defense is a justification for murder, I would know, I've done it before."
“IT IS NOT. You will make a wonderful attorney.” They say, pointing to their law book.
"I wish my wife would agree."
“I was being sarcastic, but thank you for doing it anyways.”
Rag is in the audience, cheering on his grandfather and talking to the members of the crowd “I really wish I didn’t get decapitated so early in the fight, I could have done so much more.”
“All’s “fair” in the Hellish Judiciary Sustem as they say. Popcorn?”
Rag turns "Definitely. I love me some popcorn. I wonder what the torture will end up like."
“For you or for the devils should your grandfather prove victorious?”
"My grandfather is strong but luck is more of a factor then you'd expect. I imagine I will be tortured."
“Hm….well so far they have done a deep bone massage in the hellfire pits. Oh, and it did wonders for these old bones of mine. They have never looked so polished and smooth. Then they dunked me into the freezing rivers near the Tomb of Leviticus. We had such a lovely chat, shared some juicy gossip why I enjoyed the soul chilling spa day. Own, then there was the dangling from the infinite pit of screams. Their melodic sounds were so moving and inspiring, I could listen to it for weeks….and I did, AHAHAHAHA!” Coronet cackles with glee.
“Oh I was dreading being stuck here, but it turns out this is the best vacation I have had in eons!”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
"Goku! Buddy! It's been a while!"
*The fact he casually knows Goku is so good, I'll go with it.* "Hey Zodiac! I didn't know you were here."
"Yeah, Im here, and in several other places, bickering with a child. (Lonely.) Attempting to be an attorney. (Jylek.) And watching an absent father come back. (Anarchy.)
"Ah, well I'm just here for a good fight." He does his stretch routine "Want to go a couple rounds Zodiac?"
"Sure." Vanishes
He hops a few times before getting into a fighting stance. Init:18
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
he nods then somewhat understanding "i only kill those who attack me first. if that is wrong then you must kill me to stop me sir. i will continue to defend myself in every way possible"
He puts on a tiny pair of reading glasses, and looks through a book he’s carrying, titled Malleus.
”Two things. Self defense is not a justification for murder, and secondly, Lonely. I have the file for the charges right here. Attacked without Provocation, a 14 year old, defenseless human.”
he looks down "yes... i did that. i... i was afraid. he has powers too far beyond his control. to powerful to be left unchecked. i feel terrible but i am still afraid of him"
“But you did it. You confess to that crime, do you plead guilty to the rest or do we need to prove them? We have several souls you killed to testify against you.”
"i do not deny anything i do. if you want to prove it to yourself i do not mind. but you shall not contain me..." he stances up ready to fight.
“try me, I am above such petty concepts such as an illegal street fight.”
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
he nods then somewhat understanding "i only kill those who attack me first. if that is wrong then you must kill me to stop me sir. i will continue to defend myself in every way possible"
He puts on a tiny pair of reading glasses, and looks through a book he’s carrying, titled Malleus.
”Two things. Self defense is not a justification for murder, and secondly, Lonely. I have the file for the charges right here. Attacked without Provocation, a 14 year old, defenseless human.”
he looks down "yes... i did that. i... i was afraid. he has powers too far beyond his control. to powerful to be left unchecked. i feel terrible but i am still afraid of him"
"Objection! Self defense is a justification for murder, I would know, I've done it before."
“IT IS NOT. You will make a wonderful attorney.” They say, pointing to their law book.
"I wish my wife would agree."
“I was being sarcastic, but thank you for doing it anyways.”
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
he nods then somewhat understanding "i only kill those who attack me first. if that is wrong then you must kill me to stop me sir. i will continue to defend myself in every way possible"
He puts on a tiny pair of reading glasses, and looks through a book he’s carrying, titled Malleus.
”Two things. Self defense is not a justification for murder, and secondly, Lonely. I have the file for the charges right here. Attacked without Provocation, a 14 year old, defenseless human.”
he looks down "yes... i did that. i... i was afraid. he has powers too far beyond his control. to powerful to be left unchecked. i feel terrible but i am still afraid of him"
“But you did it. You confess to that crime, do you plead guilty to the rest or do we need to prove them? We have several souls you killed to testify against you.”
"i do not deny anything i do. if you want to prove it to yourself i do not mind. but you shall not contain me..." he stances up ready to fight.
“try me, I am above such petty concepts such as an illegal street fight.”
the boy just stands there, his violet eyes glowing brighter. then he suddenly gasps, and burts off in a sprint toward the center of the dome.
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
"Goku! Buddy! It's been a while!"
*The fact he casually knows Goku is so good, I'll go with it.* "Hey Zodiac! I didn't know you were here."
"Yeah, Im here, and in several other places, bickering with a child. (Lonely.) Attempting to be an attorney. (Jylek.) And watching an absent father come back. (Anarchy.)
"Ah, well I'm just here for a good fight." He does his stretch routine "Want to go a couple rounds Zodiac?"
"Sure." Vanishes
He hops a few times before getting into a fighting stance. Init:22
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(Cut for Arch.)
Ragnaris watches in horror as Rag's head is sliced cleanly off his body. He roars loud enough to deafen everyone in the arena, then sprints towards Astaroth with blinding speed. He lashes out with a flurry of attacks.
Attack #1: 26
Damage: 34 magical piercing
27 fire (ignores immunity and resistance)
Attack #2: 21
Damage: 32 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #3: 20
Damage: 32 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #4: 21
Damage: 29 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #5: 36
Damage: 34 magical bludgeoning, and Astaroth needs to make a DC 26 Strength save or be knocked prone
After this, the heat coming off of Ragnaris increases tenfold, scorching everything around him. Astaroth takes 18 fire damage (ignores immunity and resistance).
Astaroth is heavily injured, but keeps swinging anyways, unrelenting.
17 to hit, damage: 36
29 to hit, damage: 35
lair action! Make a DC 28 wisdom save or take 77 psychic damage, half on a success. Now onto Abaddon.
rolling his final verdict recharge (what lets him instantly make people guilty) 4 on a roll of 5 or six, he uses that and he becomes guilty, unable to move away from Abaddon and having vulnerability to all damage.
if it doesn’t recharge, he casts Hideous Mandate (homebrew spell!) make a DC 28 charisma save. On a failure, Ragnaris must spend its next turn attacking itself in the most damaging way possible.
Both attacks miss Ragnaris, who very deftly dodges out of the way.
Wis save: 25
Cha save: 34
Ragnaris quickly uses a legendary action to use Arcane Spear. Astaroth takes 12 multiplied by 10 force damage.
The psychic damage seems to deal a considerable blow to Ragnaris, but suddenly he seems fine. Suddenly, four bolts a crackling energy shoot from him, two heading for Astaroth, the other two heading for Abaddon.
Bolt #1: 40
Damage: 18
Bolt #2: 34
Damage: 12
Bolt #3: 39
Damage: 18
Bolt #4: 41
Damage: 18
He then lashes out with bite.
Attack: 27
Damage: 56 magical piercing
31 fire (ignores immunity and resistance)
All of the bolts hit both Abaddon and Astaroth, and Astaroth falls dead…
”NO! my lov-… My loyal servant!” He screams, reaching out for Astaroth as he falls.
lair action! Astaroth’s lifeless husk, as Abaddon screams in anguish, starts shaking. Violently. Then, it bursts up onto its feet as its wound magically mend, completely rejuvenating it. Abaddon chuckles.
Astaroth, as part of the lair action, immediately takes a turn.
21 to hit, damage: 33
20 to hit, damage: 36
then, it’s Abaddon’s legendary action, which they use to try casting Hideous mandate again. Same spell, same effect.
then Abaddon’s turn. Recharge on Final Verdict: 4
If it recharges, they use it. If not, they cast Feeblemind. DC 28 save, you can look up the spell for its effects.
(The bolt that crit deals an extra 6 damage.)
Both attacks miss completely, and Ragnaris uses a legendary action to again use Arcane Spear. Astaroth takes 14 multiplied by 5 damage, and Abaddon takes the same amount. (He split the spears into two groups of five.)
Int save: 8
If he fails, he will use a Legendary Resistance.
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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.
Rag is in the audience, cheering on his grandfather and talking to the members of the crowd “I really wish I didn’t get decapitated so early in the fight, I could have done so much more.”
“All’s “fair” in the Hellish Judiciary Sustem as they say. Popcorn?”
Rag turns "Definitely. I love me some popcorn. I wonder what the torture will end up like."
“For you or for the devils should your grandfather prove victorious?”
"My grandfather is strong but luck is more of a factor then you'd expect. I imagine I will be tortured."
“Hm….well so far they have done a deep bone massage in the hellfire pits. Oh, and it did wonders for these old bones of mine. They have never looked so polished and smooth. Then they dunked me into the freezing rivers near the Tomb of Leviticus. We had such a lovely chat, shared some juicy gossip why I enjoyed the soul chilling spa day. Own, then there was the dangling from the infinite pit of screams. Their melodic sounds were so moving and inspiring, I could listen to it for weeks….and I did, AHAHAHAHA!” Coronet cackles with glee.
“Oh I was dreading being stuck here, but it turns out this is the best vacation I have had in eons!”
“I was asking around about the best spots for a vacation after I escape. It sounds like a good time, though we will have to get back to the dome eventually. At least I’ve got good company while I’m here.”
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
"Goku! Buddy! It's been a while!"
*The fact he casually knows Goku is so good, I'll go with it.* "Hey Zodiac! I didn't know you were here."
"Yeah, Im here, and in several other places, bickering with a child. (Lonely.) Attempting to be an attorney. (Jylek.) And watching an absent father come back. (Anarchy.)
"Ah, well I'm just here for a good fight." He does his stretch routine "Want to go a couple rounds Zodiac?"
"Sure." Vanishes
He hops a few times before getting into a fighting stance. Init:22
*How to roll on phone?*
(Put in the command [roll] 1d20 + init modifier [//roll], with only one slash.)
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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.
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
he nods then somewhat understanding "i only kill those who attack me first. if that is wrong then you must kill me to stop me sir. i will continue to defend myself in every way possible"
He puts on a tiny pair of reading glasses, and looks through a book he’s carrying, titled Malleus.
”Two things. Self defense is not a justification for murder, and secondly, Lonely. I have the file for the charges right here. Attacked without Provocation, a 14 year old, defenseless human.”
he looks down "yes... i did that. i... i was afraid. he has powers too far beyond his control. to powerful to be left unchecked. i feel terrible but i am still afraid of him"
“But you did it. You confess to that crime, do you plead guilty to the rest or do we need to prove them? We have several souls you killed to testify against you.”
"i do not deny anything i do. if you want to prove it to yourself i do not mind. but you shall not contain me..." he stances up ready to fight.
“try me, I am above such petty concepts such as an illegal street fight.”
the boy just stands there, his violet eyes glowing brighter. then he suddenly gasps, and burts off in a sprint toward the center of the dome.
Astaroth follows him, while Abaddon waits there. If they ever stop, they find Abaddon 30 feet away from them.
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
"Goku! Buddy! It's been a while!"
*The fact he casually knows Goku is so good, I'll go with it.* "Hey Zodiac! I didn't know you were here."
"Yeah, Im here, and in several other places, bickering with a child. (Lonely.) Attempting to be an attorney. (Jylek.) And watching an absent father come back. (Anarchy.)
"Ah, well I'm just here for a good fight." He does his stretch routine "Want to go a couple rounds Zodiac?"
"Sure." Vanishes
He hops a few times before getting into a fighting stance. Init:22
*How to roll on phone?*
*Unable to parse dice roll., without the spaces and stuff.*
*I just want to say that Rag could have done it himself it Abaddon’s boyfriend didn’t get a lucky headshot on him.*
*yeah probably, Abaddon isn’t much of a melee fighter and isn’t as strong without Astaroth*
*It is what it is though, I lost mostly fair and square.*
(Now it's time for Ragnaris to go absolute god mode on Astaroth and Abaddon to avenge Rag's death!)
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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.
Rag is in the audience, cheering on his grandfather and talking to the members of the crowd “I really wish I didn’t get decapitated so early in the fight, I could have done so much more.”
“All’s “fair” in the Hellish Judiciary Sustem as they say. Popcorn?”
Rag turns "Definitely. I love me some popcorn. I wonder what the torture will end up like."
“For you or for the devils should your grandfather prove victorious?”
"My grandfather is strong but luck is more of a factor then you'd expect. I imagine I will be tortured."
“Hm….well so far they have done a deep bone massage in the hellfire pits. Oh, and it did wonders for these old bones of mine. They have never looked so polished and smooth. Then they dunked me into the freezing rivers near the Tomb of Leviticus. We had such a lovely chat, shared some juicy gossip why I enjoyed the soul chilling spa day. Own, then there was the dangling from the infinite pit of screams. Their melodic sounds were so moving and inspiring, I could listen to it for weeks….and I did, AHAHAHAHA!” Coronet cackles with glee.
“Oh I was dreading being stuck here, but it turns out this is the best vacation I have had in eons!”
“I was asking around about the best spots for a vacation after I escape. It sounds like a good time, though we will have to get back to the dome eventually. At least I’ve got good company while I’m here.”
“That is true. Can’t be on vacation forever, and we have to show those other cretins the terror of the Dragon Cult after all”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
(Cut for Arch.)
Ragnaris watches in horror as Rag's head is sliced cleanly off his body. He roars loud enough to deafen everyone in the arena, then sprints towards Astaroth with blinding speed. He lashes out with a flurry of attacks.
Attack #1: 26
Damage: 34 magical piercing
27 fire (ignores immunity and resistance)
Attack #2: 21
Damage: 32 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #3: 20
Damage: 32 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #4: 21
Damage: 29 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #5: 36
Damage: 34 magical bludgeoning, and Astaroth needs to make a DC 26 Strength save or be knocked prone
After this, the heat coming off of Ragnaris increases tenfold, scorching everything around him. Astaroth takes 18 fire damage (ignores immunity and resistance).
Astaroth is heavily injured, but keeps swinging anyways, unrelenting.
17 to hit, damage: 36
29 to hit, damage: 35
lair action! Make a DC 28 wisdom save or take 77 psychic damage, half on a success. Now onto Abaddon.
rolling his final verdict recharge (what lets him instantly make people guilty) 4 on a roll of 5 or six, he uses that and he becomes guilty, unable to move away from Abaddon and having vulnerability to all damage.
if it doesn’t recharge, he casts Hideous Mandate (homebrew spell!) make a DC 28 charisma save. On a failure, Ragnaris must spend its next turn attacking itself in the most damaging way possible.
Both attacks miss Ragnaris, who very deftly dodges out of the way.
Wis save: 25
Cha save: 34
Ragnaris quickly uses a legendary action to use Arcane Spear. Astaroth takes 12 multiplied by 10 force damage.
The psychic damage seems to deal a considerable blow to Ragnaris, but suddenly he seems fine. Suddenly, four bolts a crackling energy shoot from him, two heading for Astaroth, the other two heading for Abaddon.
Bolt #1: 40
Damage: 18
Bolt #2: 34
Damage: 12
Bolt #3: 39
Damage: 18
Bolt #4: 41
Damage: 18
He then lashes out with bite.
Attack: 27
Damage: 56 magical piercing
31 fire (ignores immunity and resistance)
All of the bolts hit both Abaddon and Astaroth, and Astaroth falls dead…
”NO! my lov-… My loyal servant!” He screams, reaching out for Astaroth as he falls.
lair action! Astaroth’s lifeless husk, as Abaddon screams in anguish, starts shaking. Violently. Then, it bursts up onto its feet as its wound magically mend, completely rejuvenating it. Abaddon chuckles.
Astaroth, as part of the lair action, immediately takes a turn.
21 to hit, damage: 33
20 to hit, damage: 36
then, it’s Abaddon’s legendary action, which they use to try casting Hideous mandate again. Same spell, same effect.
then Abaddon’s turn. Recharge on Final Verdict: 4
If it recharges, they use it. If not, they cast Feeblemind. DC 28 save, you can look up the spell for its effects.
(The bolt that crit deals an extra 6 damage.)
Both attacks miss completely, and Ragnaris uses a legendary action to again use Arcane Spear. Astaroth takes 14 multiplied by 5 damage, and Abaddon takes the same amount. (He split the spears into two groups of five.)
Int save: 8
If he fails, he will use a Legendary Resistance.
Alright so 40 halved damage I think.
Abaddon shrieks and is knocked a few feet back, grabbing onto his desk to keep himself from flying. Astaroth is much more heavily injured.
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
"Goku! Buddy! It's been a while!"
*The fact he casually knows Goku is so good, I'll go with it.* "Hey Zodiac! I didn't know you were here."
"Yeah, Im here, and in several other places, bickering with a child. (Lonely.) Attempting to be an attorney. (Jylek.) And watching an absent father come back. (Anarchy.)
"Ah, well I'm just here for a good fight." He does his stretch routine "Want to go a couple rounds Zodiac?"
"Sure." Vanishes
He hops a few times before getting into a fighting stance. Init:22
*How to roll on phone?*
(Put in the command [roll] 1d20 + init modifier [//roll], with only one slash.)
Rag is in the audience, cheering on his grandfather and talking to the members of the crowd “I really wish I didn’t get decapitated so early in the fight, I could have done so much more.”
“All’s “fair” in the Hellish Judiciary Sustem as they say. Popcorn?”
Rag turns "Definitely. I love me some popcorn. I wonder what the torture will end up like."
“For you or for the devils should your grandfather prove victorious?”
"My grandfather is strong but luck is more of a factor then you'd expect. I imagine I will be tortured."
“Hm….well so far they have done a deep bone massage in the hellfire pits. Oh, and it did wonders for these old bones of mine. They have never looked so polished and smooth. Then they dunked me into the freezing rivers near the Tomb of Leviticus. We had such a lovely chat, shared some juicy gossip why I enjoyed the soul chilling spa day. Own, then there was the dangling from the infinite pit of screams. Their melodic sounds were so moving and inspiring, I could listen to it for weeks….and I did, AHAHAHAHA!” Coronet cackles with glee.
“Oh I was dreading being stuck here, but it turns out this is the best vacation I have had in eons!”
“I was asking around about the best spots for a vacation after I escape. It sounds like a good time, though we will have to get back to the dome eventually. At least I’ve got good company while I’m here.”
“That is true. Can’t be on vacation forever, and we have to show those other cretins the terror of the Dragon Cult after all”
“But while we are here we should enjoy it after all!” He laughs “Oh look Abaddon’s boyfriend is dead.”
*yeah probably, Abaddon isn’t much of a melee fighter and isn’t as strong without Astaroth*
“I was being sarcastic, but thank you for doing it anyways.”
“Hm….well so far they have done a deep bone massage in the hellfire pits. Oh, and it did wonders for these old bones of mine. They have never looked so polished and smooth. Then they dunked me into the freezing rivers near the Tomb of Leviticus. We had such a lovely chat, shared some juicy gossip why I enjoyed the soul chilling spa day. Own, then there was the dangling from the infinite pit of screams. Their melodic sounds were so moving and inspiring, I could listen to it for weeks….and I did, AHAHAHAHA!” Coronet cackles with glee.
“Oh I was dreading being stuck here, but it turns out this is the best vacation I have had in eons!”
"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 hops a few times before getting into a fighting stance. Init:18
“try me, I am above such petty concepts such as an illegal street fight.”
"Welcome."
*It is what it is though, I lost mostly fair and square.*
the boy just stands there, his violet eyes glowing brighter. then he suddenly gasps, and burts off in a sprint toward the center of the dome.
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
*How to roll on phone?*
(The bolt that crit deals an extra 6 damage.)
Both attacks miss completely, and Ragnaris uses a legendary action to again use Arcane Spear. Astaroth takes 14 multiplied by 5 damage, and Abaddon takes the same amount. (He split the spears into two groups of five.)
Int save: 8
If he fails, he will use a Legendary Resistance.
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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“I was asking around about the best spots for a vacation after I escape. It sounds like a good time, though we will have to get back to the dome eventually. At least I’ve got good company while I’m here.”
(Put in the command [roll] 1d20 + init modifier [//roll], with only one slash.)
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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Astaroth follows him, while Abaddon waits there. If they ever stop, they find Abaddon 30 feet away from them.
”how rude,”
*Unable to parse dice roll., without the spaces and stuff.*
(Now it's time for Ragnaris to go absolute god mode on Astaroth and Abaddon to avenge Rag's death!)
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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“That is true. Can’t be on vacation forever, and we have to show those other cretins the terror of the Dragon Cult after all”
"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
Alright so 40 halved damage I think.
Abaddon shrieks and is knocked a few feet back, grabbing onto his desk to keep himself from flying. Astaroth is much more heavily injured.
28
“But while we are here we should enjoy it after all!” He laughs “Oh look Abaddon’s boyfriend is dead.”
*random question, I know Rag has regen, but how much total health does he have?*