Helianth's fire blasts leave charred scorch marks that drip bubbling, amber ooze. As it shrieks in pain, it is hit by the spirit's second attack which brands it with another burn wound.
The aberration takes a few steps back. Then its flesh ripples and contorts strangely. Its two heads, which were originally the size of massive warts protruding from between its shoulders begin to stretch toward you carried by two elongating necks. As it does this, the muscle and rolls of fat shrink and shift until the giant body crumples to the ground, a weak husk. Some heart-like organ beats visibly between its ribs. The two heads sway wildly like massive serpents joined at the tail by the shriveled body. Then they lunge forward, one at Helianth, one at Felix. It spits yellow slobber as it snaps its crooked teeth.
Attack: 18 Damage: 9 piercing plus 1 poison
Attack: 23 Damage: 8 piercing plus 2 poison
Felix is hit by the second attack and blocks the first one from hitting Helianth using his hidden armor plates.
I believe it's Helianth's turn.
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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.
Helianth's fire blasts leave charred scorch marks that drip bubbling, amber ooze. As it shrieks in pain, it is hit by the spirit's second attack which brands it with another burn wound.
The aberration takes a few steps back. Then its flesh ripples and contorts strangely. Its two heads, which were originally the size of massive warts protruding from between its shoulders begin to stretch toward you carried by two elongating necks. As it does this, the muscle and rolls of fat shrink and shift until the giant body crumples to the ground, a weak husk. Some heart-like organ beats visibly between its ribs. The two heads sway wildly like massive serpents joined at the tail by the shriveled body. Then they lunge forward, one at Helianth, one at Felix. It spits yellow slobber as it snaps its crooked teeth.
Attack: 18 Damage: 9 piercing plus 1 poison
Attack: 23 Damage: 8 piercing plus 2 poison
Felix is hit by the second attack and blocks the first one from hitting Helianth using his hidden armor plates.
I believe it's Helianth's turn.
Helianth, seeing as the monster attacked Felix, reacts with its Readied action by swinging at the beast's neck with its roots. 11 to hit, 13 bludgeoning damage.
Afterwards, the sunflower lurches forward, the inner discs of its flower heads shifting to as dark as a midnight sky- each one a small window into the ravenous abyss at its core. It attempts to siphon the aberration's very life force into its being, casting blight with one of its few 4th level slots.
The monster needs to make a Constitution save (DC 17), taking 43 necrotic damage (or half on a successful save).
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Helianth's fire blasts leave charred scorch marks that drip bubbling, amber ooze. As it shrieks in pain, it is hit by the spirit's second attack which brands it with another burn wound.
The aberration takes a few steps back. Then its flesh ripples and contorts strangely. Its two heads, which were originally the size of massive warts protruding from between its shoulders begin to stretch toward you carried by two elongating necks. As it does this, the muscle and rolls of fat shrink and shift until the giant body crumples to the ground, a weak husk. Some heart-like organ beats visibly between its ribs. The two heads sway wildly like massive serpents joined at the tail by the shriveled body. Then they lunge forward, one at Helianth, one at Felix. It spits yellow slobber as it snaps its crooked teeth.
Attack: 18 Damage: 9 piercing plus 1 poison
Attack: 23 Damage: 8 piercing plus 2 poison
Felix is hit by the second attack and blocks the first one from hitting Helianth using his hidden armor plates.
I believe it's Helianth's turn.
Helianth, seeing as the monster attacked Felix, reacts with its Readied action by swinging at the beast's neck with its roots. 24 to hit, 11 bludgeoning damage.
Afterwards, the sunflower lurches forward, the inner discs of its flower heads shifting to as dark as a midnight sky- each one a small window into the ravenous abyss at its core. It attempts to siphon the aberration's very life force into its being, casting blight with one of its few 4th level slots.
The monster needs to make a Constitution save (DC 17), taking 30 necrotic damage (or half on a successful save).
A figure is seen approaching the Keep with eerie grace and silence. A woman standing 10 feet tall with a thin and lanky physique with ashen gray-white flash, six long and spindly arms each tipped with long and multi-jointed fingers. Her legs are insectile with two chitinous front claws and a rear claw on each foot. She has 8 black spider-like eyes and both a human mouth and spider mandibles, long black thin hair drapes down to her lower back. She is wearing a simple white dress with little red autumn leaves stiches in a few places to give a pop of color. She is holding a large wrapped parcel in two of her arms as she reaches the front of the Keep's entrance.
A figure is seen approaching the Keep with eerie grace and silence. A woman standing 10 feet tall with a thin and lanky physique with ashen gray-white flash, six long and spindly arms each tipped with long and multi-jointed fingers. Her legs are insectile with two chitinous front claws and a rear claw on each foot. She has 8 black spider-like eyes and both a human mouth and spider mandibles, long black thin hair drapes down to her lower back. She is wearing a simple white dress with little red autumn leaves stiches in a few places to give a pop of color. She is holding a large wrapped parcel in two of her arms as she reaches the front of the Keep's entrance.
Standing in the Keep's doorway is the Autumn King. His busy leafed head is tosses back and his eyes are closed. His pumpkin helmet is held under his bare, strong arms. He lowers his head and looks at you, "Forgive me, I was just tasting the last bits of September's strength. It is almost gone you know." He then smiles, "Where are my manners. I am Augustus, King of the Autumn Country."
A figure is seen approaching the Keep with eerie grace and silence. A woman standing 10 feet tall with a thin and lanky physique with ashen gray-white flash, six long and spindly arms each tipped with long and multi-jointed fingers. Her legs are insectile with two chitinous front claws and a rear claw on each foot. She has 8 black spider-like eyes and both a human mouth and spider mandibles, long black thin hair drapes down to her lower back. She is wearing a simple white dress with little red autumn leaves stiches in a few places to give a pop of color. She is holding a large wrapped parcel in two of her arms as she reaches the front of the Keep's entrance.
Standing in the Keep's doorway is the Autumn King. His busy leafed head is tosses back and his eyes are closed. His pumpkin helmet is held under his bare, strong arms. He lowers his head and looks at you, "Forgive me, I was just tasting the last bits of September's strength. It is almost gone you know." He then smiles, "Where are my manners. I am Augustus, King of the Autumn Country."
"Greeting my King, you humble me with your presence." The woman says as she bows gracefully.
Helianth's fire blasts leave charred scorch marks that drip bubbling, amber ooze. As it shrieks in pain, it is hit by the spirit's second attack which brands it with another burn wound.
The aberration takes a few steps back. Then its flesh ripples and contorts strangely. Its two heads, which were originally the size of massive warts protruding from between its shoulders begin to stretch toward you carried by two elongating necks. As it does this, the muscle and rolls of fat shrink and shift until the giant body crumples to the ground, a weak husk. Some heart-like organ beats visibly between its ribs. The two heads sway wildly like massive serpents joined at the tail by the shriveled body. Then they lunge forward, one at Helianth, one at Felix. It spits yellow slobber as it snaps its crooked teeth.
Attack: 18 Damage: 9 piercing plus 1 poison
Attack: 23 Damage: 8 piercing plus 2 poison
Felix is hit by the second attack and blocks the first one from hitting Helianth using his hidden armor plates.
I believe it's Helianth's turn.
Helianth, seeing as the monster attacked Felix, reacts with its Readied action by swinging at the beast's neck with its roots. 24 to hit, 11 bludgeoning damage.
Afterwards, the sunflower lurches forward, the inner discs of its flower heads shifting to as dark as a midnight sky- each one a small window into the ravenous abyss at its core. It attempts to siphon the aberration's very life force into its being, casting blight with one of its few 4th level slots.
The monster needs to make a Constitution save (DC 17), taking 30 necrotic damage (or half on a successful save).
22
*Sorry, it's my turn isn't it.*
The monster seems to be unaffected by the blight. Perhaps you can't poison a poison. It begins to draw its long necks back into its body. The burn marks seem to be getting in the way, slowing it down as it attempts to spread its flesh across its frame.
A figure is seen approaching the Keep with eerie grace and silence. A woman standing 10 feet tall with a thin and lanky physique with ashen gray-white flash, six long and spindly arms each tipped with long and multi-jointed fingers. Her legs are insectile with two chitinous front claws and a rear claw on each foot. She has 8 black spider-like eyes and both a human mouth and spider mandibles, long black thin hair drapes down to her lower back. She is wearing a simple white dress with little red autumn leaves stiches in a few places to give a pop of color. She is holding a large wrapped parcel in two of her arms as she reaches the front of the Keep's entrance.
Standing in the Keep's doorway is the Autumn King. His busy leafed head is tosses back and his eyes are closed. His pumpkin helmet is held under his bare, strong arms. He lowers his head and looks at you, "Forgive me, I was just tasting the last bits of September's strength. It is almost gone you know." He then smiles, "Where are my manners. I am Augustus, King of the Autumn Country."
"Greeting my King, you humble me with your presence." The woman says as she bows gracefully.
"Who do I have the pleasure of meeting this blustery morning? A sister of Anansi? A daughter of Arachne perhaps?"
A figure is seen approaching the Keep with eerie grace and silence. A woman standing 10 feet tall with a thin and lanky physique with ashen gray-white flash, six long and spindly arms each tipped with long and multi-jointed fingers. Her legs are insectile with two chitinous front claws and a rear claw on each foot. She has 8 black spider-like eyes and both a human mouth and spider mandibles, long black thin hair drapes down to her lower back. She is wearing a simple white dress with little red autumn leaves stiches in a few places to give a pop of color. She is holding a large wrapped parcel in two of her arms as she reaches the front of the Keep's entrance.
Standing in the Keep's doorway is the Autumn King. His busy leafed head is tosses back and his eyes are closed. His pumpkin helmet is held under his bare, strong arms. He lowers his head and looks at you, "Forgive me, I was just tasting the last bits of September's strength. It is almost gone you know." He then smiles, "Where are my manners. I am Augustus, King of the Autumn Country."
"Greeting my King, you humble me with your presence." The woman says as she bows gracefully.
"Who do I have the pleasure of meeting this blustery morning? A sister of Anansi? A daughter of Arachne perhaps?"
"No, though I'm sure we share a common ancestry. I am Aerania Paon. I do not believe we have met, as my husband tends to be more involved with the courts and nobility in general. However, he is still away on travel so I decided to deliver his gift for you before October officially starts."The woman says as she hold up the wrapped parcel.
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*Fair enough, although I think the fey magic should effect him* Once he's finished he bows "I can tell you didn't like it that much, but thank you,"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"it was...nice..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I appreciate the praise."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Felix is hit by the second attack and blocks the first one from hitting Helianth using his hidden armor plates.
I believe it's Helianth's turn.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He nods, holding out his rabbit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He reaches up a hand and pets the rabbit gingerly.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*The fact the he's like 8' 9" and still taller than him sitting down is funny*
The rabbits nose twitches happily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*The Jester is not a tall boi indeed.*
His mask shifts to a smile as he flicks his wrist and a biscuit appears in his hands for the bunny.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The bunny nibbles on it slowly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The Jester bows once more and begins to walk off.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"bye bye funny man..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Bye bye big guy." He disappears.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Helianth, seeing as the monster attacked Felix, reacts with its Readied action by swinging at the beast's neck with its roots. 11 to hit, 13 bludgeoning damage.
Afterwards, the sunflower lurches forward, the inner discs of its flower heads shifting to as dark as a midnight sky- each one a small window into the ravenous abyss at its core. It attempts to siphon the aberration's very life force into its being, casting blight with one of its few 4th level slots.
The monster needs to make a Constitution save (DC 17), taking 43 necrotic damage (or half on a successful save).
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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A figure is seen approaching the Keep with eerie grace and silence. A woman standing 10 feet tall with a thin and lanky physique with ashen gray-white flash, six long and spindly arms each tipped with long and multi-jointed fingers. Her legs are insectile with two chitinous front claws and a rear claw on each foot. She has 8 black spider-like eyes and both a human mouth and spider mandibles, long black thin hair drapes down to her lower back. She is wearing a simple white dress with little red autumn leaves stiches in a few places to give a pop of color. She is holding a large wrapped parcel in two of her arms as she reaches the front of the Keep's entrance.
Standing in the Keep's doorway is the Autumn King. His busy leafed head is tosses back and his eyes are closed. His pumpkin helmet is held under his bare, strong arms. He lowers his head and looks at you, "Forgive me, I was just tasting the last bits of September's strength. It is almost gone you know." He then smiles, "Where are my manners. I am Augustus, King of the Autumn Country."
"Greeting my King, you humble me with your presence." The woman says as she bows gracefully.
*Sorry, it's my turn isn't it.*
The monster seems to be unaffected by the blight. Perhaps you can't poison a poison. It begins to draw its long necks back into its body. The burn marks seem to be getting in the way, slowing it down as it attempts to spread its flesh across its frame.
"Who do I have the pleasure of meeting this blustery morning? A sister of Anansi? A daughter of Arachne perhaps?"
"No, though I'm sure we share a common ancestry. I am Aerania Paon. I do not believe we have met, as my husband tends to be more involved with the courts and nobility in general. However, he is still away on travel so I decided to deliver his gift for you before October officially starts." The woman says as she hold up the wrapped parcel.