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Flower raises an eyebrow. "That sort of tickled." he stabs at the boy with his wicked spear twice. then attacks with his other spear twice, all while the flying swords attack twice. To hit: 36. Damage: 14+14 piercing magical + 5necrotic + 51 force (STR save or be knocked prone). To hit: 36. Damage: 9+9 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 30. Damage: 9+16 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 23. Damage: 11+12 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 24. Damage: 9 piercing + 5 necrotic. To hit: 23. Damage: 12 piercing + 5 necrotic. To hit: 19. Damage: 7 piercing + 5 necrotic. To hit: 22. Damage: 7 piercing + 5 necrotic
(Everything is magical)
and the first attack I will use,
Specter of Finality.
Beginning at 14th level, when you hit a creature with an attack, you can use this feature to force the target to confront its own inevitable death. The target creature hears a bell tolling in the distance and a specter of death begins to haunt their vision. The target must immediately roll 3d20 as if rolling three consecutive death saving throws. A roll of 1 counts as two failures as normal, while a roll of 20 counts as two successes instead. Note the number of failures and consult the table below. Effects of failure are cumulative, so a target with 2 failures is stunned as well as suffering disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws. You must finish a long rest before you can use this ability again. Failures Effect 1: The target is stunned for one round 2: The target has disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws for one hour 3 – 5: The target’s hit point maximum is halved until remove curse or similar magic is performed 6: The target instantly dies
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic, autism, ADHD, anger issues
Imperfect, untouchable, reach into the void. Darkness all around. Spinning endlessly, perfection is asked, yet never achieved. Come close, and you will be hurt, backstabbed, broken and bloody. Retreat back into the safety of the void. Unstable for all, yet safe for the time. One day it will shatter into nothingness. Then the world will burn.
Ragneriuos takes a seat at one of the walls of the arena, his body heavy sending dust in every direction. He radiates both primal and draconic power, his muscles denser than the walls around them and he practically has zero fat on him. He closes his eyes and begin to sleep, snoring thunderously, dragonflame licking at his blood covered teeth. His gaint great sword and shield resting beside him.
*If anyone wants to RP.*
(ill go, we can time cut)
the boy watches the half-drake sit, he teleports to his side in a flash of shadow. "having a nice nap?"
He opens one eye and smiles "A fabulous nap, thank you for asking." up close Rag seems nearly colossal.
the boy does not shrink away, instead he pokes the colossal in the ribs with his sword "then nap someplace else half-drake. this is not a place of rest for your kind"
He raises a brow "My kind? An interesting thing to say. I admire your confidence, I wonder if it is founded in strength?" He stands up, grabbing his things "Do you have a tavern or something of the like nearby?"
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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.
Flower raises an eyebrow. "That sort of tickled." he stabs at the boy with his wicked spear twice. then attacks with his other spear twice, all while the flying swords attack twice. To hit: 29. Damage: 9+10 piercing magical + 5necrotic + 51 force (STR save or be knocked prone). To hit: 35. Damage: 11+14 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 29. Damage: 10+15 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 38. Damage: 14+12 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 30. Damage: 12 piercing. To hit: 26. Damage: 13 piercing. To hit: 33. Damage: 9 piercing. To hit: 23. Damage: 8 piercing
(Everything is magical)
and the first attack I will use,
Specter of Finality.
Beginning at 14th level, when you hit a creature with an attack, you can use this feature to force the target to confront its own inevitable death. The target creature hears a bell tolling in the distance and a specter of death begins to haunt their vision. The target must immediately roll 3d20 as if rolling three consecutive death saving throws. A roll of 1 counts as two failures as normal, while a roll of 20 counts as two successes instead. Note the number of failures and consult the table below. Effects of failure are cumulative, so a target with 2 failures is stunned as well as suffering disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws. You must finish a long rest before you can use this ability again. Failures Effect 1: The target is stunned for one round 2: The target has disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws for one hour 3 – 5: The target’s hit point maximum is halved until remove curse or similar magic is performed 6: The target instantly dies
(oof)
dodging the first attack just barely the second third and fourth seem about to hit, then a magical force feild surrounds the boy and the attacks bounce off it, the boy notices the specter. "my death was always final..."
70
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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......
Ragneriuos takes a seat at one of the walls of the arena, his body heavy sending dust in every direction. He radiates both primal and draconic power, his muscles denser than the walls around them and he practically has zero fat on him. He closes his eyes and begin to sleep, snoring thunderously, dragonflame licking at his blood covered teeth. His gaint great sword and shield resting beside him.
*If anyone wants to RP.*
(ill go, we can time cut)
the boy watches the half-drake sit, he teleports to his side in a flash of shadow. "having a nice nap?"
He opens one eye and smiles "A fabulous nap, thank you for asking." up close Rag seems nearly colossal.
the boy does not shrink away, instead he pokes the colossal in the ribs with his sword "then nap someplace else half-drake. this is not a place of rest for your kind"
He raises a brow "My kind? An interesting thing to say. I admire your confidence, I wonder if it is founded in strength?" He stands up, grabbing his things "Do you have a tavern or something of the like nearby?"
the boy nods and points outside the dome "you may leave and go find one yourself half-drake"
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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......
Ragneriuos takes a seat at one of the walls of the arena, his body heavy sending dust in every direction. He radiates both primal and draconic power, his muscles denser than the walls around them and he practically has zero fat on him. He closes his eyes and begin to sleep, snoring thunderously, dragonflame licking at his blood covered teeth. His gaint great sword and shield resting beside him.
*If anyone wants to RP.*
(ill go, we can time cut)
the boy watches the half-drake sit, he teleports to his side in a flash of shadow. "having a nice nap?"
He opens one eye and smiles "A fabulous nap, thank you for asking." up close Rag seems nearly colossal.
the boy does not shrink away, instead he pokes the colossal in the ribs with his sword "then nap someplace else half-drake. this is not a place of rest for your kind"
He raises a brow "My kind? An interesting thing to say. I admire your confidence, I wonder if it is founded in strength?" He stands up, grabbing his things "Do you have a tavern or something of the like nearby?"
the boy nods and points outside the dome "you may leave and go find one yourself half-drake"
"I assumed as much. Then I shall fight and earn my place here." He begins to look around for worthy opponents.
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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.
Flower raises an eyebrow. "That sort of tickled." he stabs at the boy with his wicked spear twice. then attacks with his other spear twice, all while the flying swords attack twice. To hit: 29. Damage: 9+10 piercing magical + 5necrotic + 51 force (STR save or be knocked prone). To hit: 35. Damage: 11+14 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 29. Damage: 10+15 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 38. Damage: 14+12 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 30. Damage: 12 piercing. To hit: 26. Damage: 13 piercing. To hit: 33. Damage: 9 piercing. To hit: 23. Damage: 8 piercing
(Everything is magical)
and the first attack I will use,
Specter of Finality.
Beginning at 14th level, when you hit a creature with an attack, you can use this feature to force the target to confront its own inevitable death. The target creature hears a bell tolling in the distance and a specter of death begins to haunt their vision. The target must immediately roll 3d20 as if rolling three consecutive death saving throws. A roll of 1 counts as two failures as normal, while a roll of 20 counts as two successes instead. Note the number of failures and consult the table below. Effects of failure are cumulative, so a target with 2 failures is stunned as well as suffering disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws. You must finish a long rest before you can use this ability again. Failures Effect 1: The target is stunned for one round 2: The target has disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws for one hour 3 – 5: The target’s hit point maximum is halved until remove curse or similar magic is performed 6: The target instantly dies
(oof)
dodging the first attack just barely the second third and fourth seem about to hit, then a magical force feild surrounds the boy and the attacks bounce off it, the boy notices the specter. "my death was always final..."
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic, autism, ADHD, anger issues
Imperfect, untouchable, reach into the void. Darkness all around. Spinning endlessly, perfection is asked, yet never achieved. Come close, and you will be hurt, backstabbed, broken and bloody. Retreat back into the safety of the void. Unstable for all, yet safe for the time. One day it will shatter into nothingness. Then the world will burn.
Flower raises an eyebrow. "That sort of tickled." he stabs at the boy with his wicked spear twice. then attacks with his other spear twice, all while the flying swords attack twice. To hit: 29. Damage: 9+10 piercing magical + 5necrotic + 51 force (STR save or be knocked prone). To hit: 35. Damage: 11+14 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 29. Damage: 10+15 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 38. Damage: 14+12 piercing magical + 5necrotic. To hit: 30. Damage: 12 piercing. To hit: 26. Damage: 13 piercing. To hit: 33. Damage: 9 piercing. To hit: 23. Damage: 8 piercing
(Everything is magical)
and the first attack I will use,
Specter of Finality.
Beginning at 14th level, when you hit a creature with an attack, you can use this feature to force the target to confront its own inevitable death. The target creature hears a bell tolling in the distance and a specter of death begins to haunt their vision. The target must immediately roll 3d20 as if rolling three consecutive death saving throws. A roll of 1 counts as two failures as normal, while a roll of 20 counts as two successes instead. Note the number of failures and consult the table below. Effects of failure are cumulative, so a target with 2 failures is stunned as well as suffering disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws. You must finish a long rest before you can use this ability again. Failures Effect 1: The target is stunned for one round 2: The target has disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws for one hour 3 – 5: The target’s hit point maximum is halved until remove curse or similar magic is performed 6: The target instantly dies
(oof)
dodging the first attack just barely the second third and fourth seem about to hit, then a magical force feild surrounds the boy and the attacks bounce off it, the boy notices the specter. "my death was always final..."
70
(stunned, dis on saves and checks, half health)
the boy seems taken aback, he growls and raises his sword for more swings, then decides something else. his body shimmers with a magical shield, then he claps his hands and sends a massive boom at you
Ragneriuos takes a seat at one of the walls of the arena, his body heavy sending dust in every direction. He radiates both primal and draconic power, his muscles denser than the walls around them and he practically has zero fat on him. He closes his eyes and begin to sleep, snoring thunderously, dragonflame licking at his blood covered teeth. His gaint great sword and shield resting beside him.
*If anyone wants to RP.*
(ill go, we can time cut)
the boy watches the half-drake sit, he teleports to his side in a flash of shadow. "having a nice nap?"
He opens one eye and smiles "A fabulous nap, thank you for asking." up close Rag seems nearly colossal.
the boy does not shrink away, instead he pokes the colossal in the ribs with his sword "then nap someplace else half-drake. this is not a place of rest for your kind"
He raises a brow "My kind? An interesting thing to say. I admire your confidence, I wonder if it is founded in strength?" He stands up, grabbing his things "Do you have a tavern or something of the like nearby?"
the boy nods and points outside the dome "you may leave and go find one yourself half-drake"
"I assumed as much. Then I shall fight and earn my place here." He begins to look around for worthy opponents.
"you may fight me half-drake" the boy grins and looks up at him "or are you terrified of a child?"
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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......
Ragneriuos takes a seat at one of the walls of the arena, his body heavy sending dust in every direction. He radiates both primal and draconic power, his muscles denser than the walls around them and he practically has zero fat on him. He closes his eyes and begin to sleep, snoring thunderously, dragonflame licking at his blood covered teeth. His gaint great sword and shield resting beside him.
*If anyone wants to RP.*
(ill go, we can time cut)
the boy watches the half-drake sit, he teleports to his side in a flash of shadow. "having a nice nap?"
He opens one eye and smiles "A fabulous nap, thank you for asking." up close Rag seems nearly colossal.
the boy does not shrink away, instead he pokes the colossal in the ribs with his sword "then nap someplace else half-drake. this is not a place of rest for your kind"
He raises a brow "My kind? An interesting thing to say. I admire your confidence, I wonder if it is founded in strength?" He stands up, grabbing his things "Do you have a tavern or something of the like nearby?"
the boy nods and points outside the dome "you may leave and go find one yourself half-drake"
"I assumed as much. Then I shall fight and earn my place here." He begins to look around for worthy opponents.
"you may fight me half-drake" the boy grins and looks up at him "or are you terrified of a child?"
He looks down at the kid, a genuine smile on his face "Strong claim, lets see if the strength of will matches." He steps back 20ft and prepares himself. Init:23
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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.
A menacing chant sounds throughout the dome, echoing throughout the expanse.
"Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Jeff!"
A hooded figure ominously marches in. He holds a bit of clay up to the sky, and it vanishes-- a sacrifice to the almighty Jeff, which fills him with power. "I have arrived."
The Arch Cultist of the Jeff the Evil Roomba is here.
Ragneriuos takes a seat at one of the walls of the arena, his body heavy sending dust in every direction. He radiates both primal and draconic power, his muscles denser than the walls around them and he practically has zero fat on him. He closes his eyes and begin to sleep, snoring thunderously, dragonflame licking at his blood covered teeth. His gaint great sword and shield resting beside him.
*If anyone wants to RP.*
(ill go, we can time cut)
the boy watches the half-drake sit, he teleports to his side in a flash of shadow. "having a nice nap?"
He opens one eye and smiles "A fabulous nap, thank you for asking." up close Rag seems nearly colossal.
the boy does not shrink away, instead he pokes the colossal in the ribs with his sword "then nap someplace else half-drake. this is not a place of rest for your kind"
He raises a brow "My kind? An interesting thing to say. I admire your confidence, I wonder if it is founded in strength?" He stands up, grabbing his things "Do you have a tavern or something of the like nearby?"
the boy nods and points outside the dome "you may leave and go find one yourself half-drake"
"I assumed as much. Then I shall fight and earn my place here." He begins to look around for worthy opponents.
"you may fight me half-drake" the boy grins and looks up at him "or are you terrified of a child?"
He looks down at the kid, a genuine smile on his face "Strong claim, lets see if the strength of will matches." He steps back 20ft and prepares himself. Init:17
the boy nods "luck to you half-drake" he steps back another 20ft (40ft between) and readies as well.
27
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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......
Ragneriuos takes a seat at one of the walls of the arena, his body heavy sending dust in every direction. He radiates both primal and draconic power, his muscles denser than the walls around them and he practically has zero fat on him. He closes his eyes and begin to sleep, snoring thunderously, dragonflame licking at his blood covered teeth. His gaint great sword and shield resting beside him.
*If anyone wants to RP.*
(ill go, we can time cut)
the boy watches the half-drake sit, he teleports to his side in a flash of shadow. "having a nice nap?"
He opens one eye and smiles "A fabulous nap, thank you for asking." up close Rag seems nearly colossal.
the boy does not shrink away, instead he pokes the colossal in the ribs with his sword "then nap someplace else half-drake. this is not a place of rest for your kind"
He raises a brow "My kind? An interesting thing to say. I admire your confidence, I wonder if it is founded in strength?" He stands up, grabbing his things "Do you have a tavern or something of the like nearby?"
the boy nods and points outside the dome "you may leave and go find one yourself half-drake"
"I assumed as much. Then I shall fight and earn my place here." He begins to look around for worthy opponents.
"you may fight me half-drake" the boy grins and looks up at him "or are you terrified of a child?"
He looks down at the kid, a genuine smile on his face "Strong claim, lets see if the strength of will matches." He steps back 20ft and prepares himself. Init:17
the boy nods "luck to you half-drake" he steps back another 20ft (40ft between) and readies as well.
27
he levels his sword, then swings it at him, a shield of force shimmers around him
atk: 38
dm: 17
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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......
A menacing chant sounds throughout the dome, echoing throughout the expanse.
"Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Jeff!"
A hooded figure ominously marches in. He holds a bit of clay up to the sky, and it vanishes-- a sacrifice to the almighty Jeff, which fills him with power. "I have arrived."
The Arch Cultist of the Jeff the Evil Roomba is here.
a boy looks over and scoffs "your god has no power here. your worship is meaningless cultist"
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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......
A menacing chant sounds throughout the dome, echoing throughout the expanse.
"Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Jeff!"
A hooded figure ominously marches in. He holds a bit of clay up to the sky, and it vanishes-- a sacrifice to the almighty Jeff, which fills him with power. "I have arrived."
The Arch Cultist of the Jeff the Evil Roomba is here.
a boy looks over and scoffs "your god has no power here. your worship is meaningless cultist"
"Jeff empowers me! I shall strike you down and claim this dome in his name! For Jefffffffffffffff!!!!!!!!"
A menacing chant sounds throughout the dome, echoing throughout the expanse.
"Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Jeff!"
A hooded figure ominously marches in. He holds a bit of clay up to the sky, and it vanishes-- a sacrifice to the almighty Jeff, which fills him with power. "I have arrived."
The Arch Cultist of the Jeff the Evil Roomba is here.
a boy looks over and scoffs "your god has no power here. your worship is meaningless cultist"
"Jeff empowers me! I shall strike you down and claim this some in his name! For Jefffffffffffffff!!!!!!!!"
the boy laughs "hahahahahaha!!!!" then he stops suddenly and raises his sword "cmon then!! claim it!!' init: 34
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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......
he levels his sword, then swings it at him, a shield of force shimmers around him
atk: 38
dm: 17
The hit lands but it does nothing to the man. His muscles grow even denser as he charges, swinging once, the weapon glowing.
Attack:30 Damage:30
the boy ducks under the blade as it skims the feild, then he lunges foward, his sword becoming a blur as he swings.
Attack: 45 Damage: 18
Attack: 39 Damage: 16
Attack: 42 Damage: 16
Attack: 42 Damage: 20
Attack: 39 Damage: 18
Every hit lands but Rag seems to scoff at the wounds, appearing to be shallow cuts. He takes a deep breath and his chest begins to light with red flame. He breaths out pure dragon flame before running 20ft back and charging back into the fray, swinging his axe twice, the first swing a reckless attack.
Dragon Flame (DC 21 Dex) Damage:65
Attack:32 Damage:32
Attack:24 Damage:20
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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.
A menacing chant sounds throughout the dome, echoing throughout the expanse.
"Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Jeff!"
A hooded figure ominously marches in. He holds a bit of clay up to the sky, and it vanishes-- a sacrifice to the almighty Jeff, which fills him with power. "I have arrived."
The Arch Cultist of the Jeff the Evil Roomba is here.
a boy looks over and scoffs "your god has no power here. your worship is meaningless cultist"
"Jeff empowers me! I shall strike you down and claim this some in his name! For Jefffffffffffffff!!!!!!!!"
the boy laughs "hahahahahaha!!!!" then he stops suddenly and raises his sword "cmon then!! claim it!!' init: 26
he levels his sword, then swings it at him, a shield of force shimmers around him
atk: 38
dm: 17
The hit lands but it does nothing to the man. His muscles grow even denser as he charges, swinging once, the weapon glowing.
Attack:30 Damage:30
the boy ducks under the blade as it skims the feild, then he lunges foward, his sword becoming a blur as he swings.
Attack: 45 Damage: 18
Attack: 39 Damage: 16
Attack: 42 Damage: 16
Attack: 42 Damage: 20
Attack: 39 Damage: 18
Every hit lands but Rag seems to scoff at the wounds, appearing to be shallow cuts. He takes a deep breath and his chest begins to light with red flame. He breaths out pure dragon flame before running 20ft back and charging back into the fray, swinging his axe twice, the first swing a reckless attack.
Dragon Flame (DC 21 Dex) Damage:65
Attack:32 Damage:32
Attack:24 Damage:20
the boy laughs in the fire and dodges both swings, he then swings back staying right next to the half-drake.
Attack: 28 Damage: 19
Attack: 42 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
Attack: 33 Damage: 19
Attack: 41 Damage: 19
Attack: 38 Damage: 19
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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......
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Flower raises an eyebrow. "That sort of tickled." he stabs at the boy with his wicked spear twice. then attacks with his other spear twice, all while the flying swords attack twice. To hit: 36. Damage: 14+14 piercing magical + 5 necrotic + 51 force (STR save or be knocked prone). To hit: 36. Damage: 9+9 piercing magical + 5 necrotic. To hit: 30. Damage: 9+16 piercing magical + 5 necrotic. To hit: 23. Damage: 11+12 piercing magical + 5 necrotic. To hit: 24. Damage: 9 piercing + 5 necrotic. To hit: 23. Damage: 12 piercing + 5 necrotic. To hit: 19. Damage: 7 piercing + 5 necrotic. To hit: 22. Damage: 7 piercing + 5 necrotic
(Everything is magical)
and the first attack I will use,
Specter of Finality.
Beginning at 14th level, when you hit a creature with an attack, you can use this feature to force the target to confront its own inevitable death. The target creature hears a bell tolling in the distance and a specter of death begins to haunt their vision. The target must immediately roll 3d20 as if rolling three consecutive death saving throws. A roll of 1 counts as two failures as normal, while a roll of 20 counts as two successes instead. Note the number of failures and consult the table below. Effects of failure are cumulative, so a target with 2 failures is stunned as well as suffering disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws. You must finish a long rest before you can use this ability again. Failures Effect 1: The target is stunned for one round 2: The target has disadvantage on attack rolls and saving throws for one hour 3 – 5: The target’s hit point maximum is halved until remove curse or similar magic is performed 6: The target instantly dies
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic, autism, ADHD, anger issues
Imperfect, untouchable, reach into the void. Darkness all around. Spinning endlessly, perfection is asked, yet never achieved. Come close, and you will be hurt, backstabbed, broken and bloody. Retreat back into the safety of the void. Unstable for all, yet safe for the time. One day it will shatter into nothingness. Then the world will burn.
He raises a brow "My kind? An interesting thing to say. I admire your confidence, I wonder if it is founded in strength?" He stands up, grabbing his things "Do you have a tavern or something of the like nearby?"
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
(oof)
dodging the first attack just barely the second third and fourth seem about to hit, then a magical force feild surrounds the boy and the attacks bounce off it, the boy notices the specter. "my death was always final..."
70
"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 boy nods and points outside the dome "you may leave and go find one yourself half-drake"
"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......
"I assumed as much. Then I shall fight and earn my place here." He begins to look around for worthy opponents.
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
*the first is always the worst. gtg srry*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic, autism, ADHD, anger issues
Imperfect, untouchable, reach into the void. Darkness all around. Spinning endlessly, perfection is asked, yet never achieved. Come close, and you will be hurt, backstabbed, broken and bloody. Retreat back into the safety of the void. Unstable for all, yet safe for the time. One day it will shatter into nothingness. Then the world will burn.
(stunned, dis on saves and checks, half health)
the boy seems taken aback, he growls and raises his sword for more swings, then decides something else. his body shimmers with a magical shield, then he claps his hands and sends a massive boom at you
thunderwave
dc: 26
"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......
"you may fight me half-drake" the boy grins and looks up at him "or are you terrified of a child?"
"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......
He looks down at the kid, a genuine smile on his face "Strong claim, lets see if the strength of will matches." He steps back 20ft and prepares himself. Init:23
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
A menacing chant sounds throughout the dome, echoing throughout the expanse.
"Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Jeff!"
A hooded figure ominously marches in. He holds a bit of clay up to the sky, and it vanishes-- a sacrifice to the almighty Jeff, which fills him with power. "I have arrived."
The Arch Cultist of the Jeff the Evil Roomba is here.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
FACTION WARS IS HERE! Main Thread
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
the boy nods "luck to you half-drake" he steps back another 20ft (40ft between) and readies as well.
27
"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......
he levels his sword, then swings it at him, a shield of force shimmers around him
atk: 38
dm: 17
"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 hit lands but it does nothing to the man. His muscles grow even denser as he charges, swinging once, the weapon glowing.
Attack:30 Damage:30
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
a boy looks over and scoffs "your god has no power here. your worship is meaningless cultist"
"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......
"Jeff empowers me! I shall strike you down and claim this dome in his name! For Jefffffffffffffff!!!!!!!!"
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
FACTION WARS IS HERE! Main Thread
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
the boy ducks under the blade as it skims the feild, then he lunges foward, his sword becoming a blur as he swings.
Attack: 45 Damage: 18
Attack: 39 Damage: 16
Attack: 42 Damage: 16
Attack: 42 Damage: 20
Attack: 39 Damage: 18
"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 boy laughs "hahahahahaha!!!!" then he stops suddenly and raises his sword "cmon then!! claim it!!'
init: 34
"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......
Every hit lands but Rag seems to scoff at the wounds, appearing to be shallow cuts. He takes a deep breath and his chest begins to light with red flame. He breaths out pure dragon flame before running 20ft back and charging back into the fray, swinging his axe twice, the first swing a reckless attack.
Dragon Flame (DC 21 Dex) Damage:65
Attack:32 Damage:32
Attack:24 Damage:20
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
"For JEFF!!!!!!!" Initiative: 20
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
FACTION WARS IS HERE! Main Thread
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
the boy laughs in the fire and dodges both swings, he then swings back staying right next to the half-drake.
Attack: 28 Damage: 19
Attack: 42 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
Attack: 33 Damage: 19
Attack: 41 Damage: 19
Attack: 38 Damage: 19
"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......