He sighs. "Staying out of things never was my strong suit."
He swings in a wide, reaping movement. Attack: 17 Damage: 41 slashing, 15 poison from the glaze, and 12 force from the salt. CON save or Poisoned, CHA save or take 3d4 more force at the start of each of your turns, STR save or prone. All saves are DC 18, and the Poisoned and DOT last for up to one minute, ending on a failed save.
The swing of the blade chops through everything in a 10ft radius semicircle, rotting the corn and grass with some sort of defoliating property.
He ducks with a shriek of, "TOCHITOCHITOCHITOCHITOCHI!" His body barely seems corporeal. Not insubstantial, but rather a different sort of substantial. Suddenly, as if the crescent moon flew down from the sky and decided to take a bite out of reality, the Cheshire Coon begins snapping at you with his toothy grin. His face grows to an enormous size and he almost seems to chew through the air towards you. Attack: 1438 Piercing damage from his biting.
Something has flopped in the dirt where he once was. The Coon doesn't seem to have noticed, but it's striped and bushy and limp.
Felix blocks the Cheshire Coon by spinning the huge weapon with both paws, leaving both parties unharmed. "That was a pretty strong attack I showed you. Took a bit off you there. Feel free to run off when you find it necessary." He draws his blade back, then rapidly makes small slashes and cuts in the Coon's direction.
Attack: 22 Damage: 15 slashing, 18 poison, 18 force, same saves as before. In addition, on a hit, the Cheshire Raccoon takes 1d4 slashing damage for every hit die it has and half that much again at the end of its next turn. This damage cannot be reduced or prevented in any way, unless the Coon lacks blood or another life-force to bleed.
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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.
He sighs. "Staying out of things never was my strong suit."
He swings in a wide, reaping movement. Attack: 17 Damage: 41 slashing, 15 poison from the glaze, and 12 force from the salt. CON save or Poisoned, CHA save or take 3d4 more force at the start of each of your turns, STR save or prone. All saves are DC 18, and the Poisoned and DOT last for up to one minute, ending on a failed save.
The swing of the blade chops through everything in a 10ft radius semicircle, rotting the corn and grass with some sort of defoliating property.
He ducks with a shriek of, "TOCHITOCHITOCHITOCHITOCHI!" His body barely seems corporeal. Not insubstantial, but rather a different sort of substantial. Suddenly, as if the crescent moon flew down from the sky and decided to take a bite out of reality, the Cheshire Coon begins snapping at you with his toothy grin. His face grows to an enormous size and he almost seems to chew through the air towards you. Attack: 1438 Piercing damage from his biting.
Something has flopped in the dirt where he once was. The Coon doesn't seem to have noticed, but it's striped and bushy and limp.
Felix blocks the Cheshire Coon by spinning the huge weapon with both paws, leaving both parties unharmed. "That was a pretty strong attack I showed you. Took a bit off you there. Feel free to run off when you find it necessary." He draws his blade back, then rapidly makes small slashes and cuts in the Coon's direction.
Attack: 22 Damage: 21 slashing, 16 poison, 11 force, same saves as before. In addition, on a hit, the Cheshire Raccoon takes 1d4 slashing damage for every hit die it has and half that much again at the end of its next turn. This damage cannot be reduced or prevented in any way, unless the Coon lacks blood or another life-force to bleed.
"For a fragile little fur ball you sure got confidence." He snarls. Then the first bit registers in his brain and he turns to look behind him to see his tail lying severed in the dirt. Dark red blood seeping into the soil. He lets out a horrific scream and snatches the dismembered appendage up in a much too human looking paw. "DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU DONE DID?! YOU FOOL! YOU ROT-BRAINED FOOL! YOU GONNA REGRET THIS! YOU GONNA BE SORRY! YOU AIN'T GOT A CLUE!" In a fit of rage the Cheshire Coon leaps at you, directly into your blows.
Minced meat. Seams undone. Roadkill. Spoil and soil. Dirtied dirt. Think of a quilt with each patch unstitched. Think of a doll with each arm torn off. Think of a tree with each branch chopped to lumber. Fur mashed up in bloody clumps and bits of bone barely clinging to what was once skin. His tail is still gripped tightly in his hand. Somehow eyes roll in shattered sockets. Somehow shredded lungs force out air, "You ain't... you ain't... I weren't no one's friend... I weren't no one's enemy... I was whole... You done me a wrong... I don't forget... Don't you forget...."
*I really want to bring back Atticus, but I can't think of a reason why he would come back after his failed fight with Helianth. I mean, most of this is at least partially his fault.*
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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.
*I really want to bring back Atticus, but I can't think of a reason why he would come back after his failed fight with Helianth. I mean, most of this is at least partially his fault.*
*If it’s his fault maybe he wants to set things right?* *If that doesn’t work, I’m sure we could come up with a debt, connection, or favor that he needs to pay or call upon bringing back to the Autumn Country.*
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I really want to bring back Atticus, but I can't think of a reason why he would come back after his failed fight with Helianth. I mean, most of this is at least partially his fault.*
*If it’s his fault maybe he wants to set things right?* *If that doesn’t work, I’m sure we could come up with a debt, connection, or favor that he needs to pay or call upon bringing back to the Autumn Country.*
*the rotman is associated with death and decay, they could bring them back*
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I really want to bring back Atticus, but I can't think of a reason why he would come back after his failed fight with Helianth. I mean, most of this is at least partially his fault.*
*If it’s his fault maybe he wants to set things right?* *If that doesn’t work, I’m sure we could come up with a debt, connection, or favor that he needs to pay or call upon bringing back to the Autumn Country.*
*the rotman is associated with death and decay, they could bring them back*
*Atticus is alive, unfortunately, he just left the plane to escape Helianth and the Ghoul Queen's wrath.*
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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.
*I really want to bring back Atticus, but I can't think of a reason why he would come back after his failed fight with Helianth. I mean, most of this is at least partially his fault.*
*If it’s his fault maybe he wants to set things right?* *If that doesn’t work, I’m sure we could come up with a debt, connection, or favor that he needs to pay or call upon bringing back to the Autumn Country.*
*Hmmm... I think he's too egotistical and lazy for most of that.*
*I think maybe I'll re-incarnate Douxgras and CRAVEBOIL*
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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.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
Felix blocks the Cheshire Coon by spinning the huge weapon with both paws, leaving both parties unharmed. "That was a pretty strong attack I showed you. Took a bit off you there. Feel free to run off when you find it necessary." He draws his blade back, then rapidly makes small slashes and cuts in the Coon's direction.
Attack: 22 Damage: 15 slashing, 18 poison, 18 force, same saves as before. In addition, on a hit, the Cheshire Raccoon takes 1d4 slashing damage for every hit die it has and half that much again at the end of its next turn. This damage cannot be reduced or prevented in any way, unless the Coon lacks blood or another life-force to bleed.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"For a fragile little fur ball you sure got confidence." He snarls. Then the first bit registers in his brain and he turns to look behind him to see his tail lying severed in the dirt. Dark red blood seeping into the soil. He lets out a horrific scream and snatches the dismembered appendage up in a much too human looking paw. "DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU DONE DID?! YOU FOOL! YOU ROT-BRAINED FOOL! YOU GONNA REGRET THIS! YOU GONNA BE SORRY! YOU AIN'T GOT A CLUE!" In a fit of rage the Cheshire Coon leaps at you, directly into your blows.
Minced meat. Seams undone. Roadkill. Spoil and soil. Dirtied dirt. Think of a quilt with each patch unstitched. Think of a doll with each arm torn off. Think of a tree with each branch chopped to lumber. Fur mashed up in bloody clumps and bits of bone barely clinging to what was once skin. His tail is still gripped tightly in his hand. Somehow eyes roll in shattered sockets. Somehow shredded lungs force out air, "You ain't... you ain't... I weren't no one's friend... I weren't no one's enemy... I was whole... You done me a wrong... I don't forget... Don't you forget...."
*That was... horrifying. I guess that's what happens when you do the martial equivalent of using your highest-level spell slots...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I don’t usually make high level monsters. This feller wasn’t going to survive a hit like that. But rest assured, he ain’t easy to kill.*
*I sense immense regret in my future...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I really want to bring back Atticus, but I can't think of a reason why he would come back after his failed fight with Helianth. I mean, most of this is at least partially his fault.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*If it’s his fault maybe he wants to set things right?*
*If that doesn’t work, I’m sure we could come up with a debt, connection, or favor that he needs to pay or call upon bringing back to the Autumn Country.*
*heyo!*
*I'm here too!*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*the rotman is associated with death and decay, they could bring them back*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*Atticus is alive, unfortunately, he just left the plane to escape Helianth and the Ghoul Queen's wrath.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hmmm... I think he's too egotistical and lazy for most of that.*
*I think maybe I'll re-incarnate Douxgras and CRAVEBOIL*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Anyone wanna play?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*hello!*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*Hi!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*How art thou?*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*I'm doing good. Trying to brainstorm for my campaign.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hi baalze*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*Hey there! How you doin'?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Good, I got back today*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*I was kind of wondering where you were!*
*I haven't been on much myself, but I'm going to try and RP more.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.