The hallway bekons onwards, dark, air moving though it as if the House itself was breathing...
"I guess we continue on..." Izaak walks forward, his blade at the ready.
As they walk down the halls, they begin to hear an ethereal whisper... the shadows begin to move... and more specifically, 72 of them rise up from the floor.
"oh, (gp)"
initiative: 7
*I'm gonna treat all the shadow's as having the same initiative.*
7
*wait, we tied. what should we do?*
*Shadow's DEX mod is 2. What's his dex mod?*
*Oh, that was including his initiative modifier*
*?*
*I already added his dex to that roll*
*Nevermind. LEt's just say he goes first.*
*Ok*
Izaak rushes towards the shadows, sword at the ready. (Each one is against a different shadow)
To hit: 21 damage: 12 slashing plus 5 fire plus 9 necrotic damage
To hit: 11 damage: 11 slashing plus 6 fire plus 16 necrotic damage
To hit: 12 damage: 15 slashing plus 4 fire plus 9 necrotic damage
Each wight makes two sword attacks against a shadow
Wight 1
To hit: 19 damage: 3 slashing plus 2 necrotic damage
To hit: 11 damage: 8 slashing plus 6 necrotic damage
Wight 2
To hit: 21 damage: 4 slashing plus 4 necrotic damage
To hit: 13 damage: 6 slashing plus 5 necrotic damage
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I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
"Oh, thank you very much, friend, but I'm afraid I purchased this land, and am morally obligated to make use of it. I'm considering making a dungeon that doubles as a gene bank, so in the event of a magical or even mundane catastrophe, we could bring back important species." He chuckles. "I say that, but really I'm more worried about losing my favorite and potential favorite foods in the event of such a thing. I've seen what magic can do to ecosystems."
Bob successfully takes the knife back, and the second tiefling nods appreciatively.
"Oh, very interesting! Do tell more."
He flicks a finger, and the blade of the knife heats until the edge melts slightly, then cools rapidly, leaving it dull, warped, and cracked. "Oh, I'm still in the planning phase, really. Did you know that almost all organic material is edible? It just needs proper preparation. We may not have the methods to make these alternative food choices palatable now, but I'm certain that we will in the future if the ingredients exist by that point. I've already gathered genetic samples from all sorts of plants, animals, and monsters. You have to have quite a few for each one to avoid low genetic diversity, making them vulnerable to disease and genetic degradation, so I have them in a storage facility managed by my minions right now. It's a bit far, but I have some Yugoloths on standby to make sure they get here once the dungeon is built."
A Tiefling is walking through the jungle, muttering to their self.
A tiger is sitting on a rock next to the tiefling. He snarls. Where's that?
"Oh! Hello, there. Have you heard of our Lord and Savior, The Singularity?"
The tiger snarls. “You’re in the land of Aletto, my friend.”
"Oh, I am? Interesting! Very interesting."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"Oh, thank you very much, friend, but I'm afraid I purchased this land, and am morally obligated to make use of it. I'm considering making a dungeon that doubles as a gene bank, so in the event of a magical or even mundane catastrophe, we could bring back important species." He chuckles. "I say that, but really I'm more worried about losing my favorite and potential favorite foods in the event of such a thing. I've seen what magic can do to ecosystems."
Bob successfully takes the knife back, and the second tiefling nods appreciatively.
"Oh, very interesting! Do tell more."
He flicks a finger, and the blade of the knife heats until the edge melts slightly, then cools rapidly, leaving it dull, warped, and cracked. "Oh, I'm still in the planning phase, really. Did you know that almost all organic material is edible? It just needs proper preparation. We may not have the methods to make these alternative food choices palatable now, but I'm certain that we will in the future if the ingredients exist by that point. I've already gathered genetic samples from all sorts of plants, animals, and monsters. You have to have quite a few for each one to avoid low genetic diversity, making them vulnerable to disease and genetic degradation, so I have them in a storage facility managed by my minions right now. It's a bit far, but I have some Yugoloths on standby to make sure they get here once the dungeon is built."
"Ooohh! Quite nice... Quite nice indeed! Hey- BOB NO DO NOT SMITE THE STRANGER."
Magical energy flows over Bob, and he drops the knife and walks away, sadly.
"There."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A Tiefling is walking through the jungle, muttering to their self.
A tiger is sitting on a rock next to the tiefling. He snarls. Where's that?
"Oh! Hello, there. Have you heard of our Lord and Savior, The Singularity?"
The tiger snarls. “You’re in the land of Aletto, my friend.”
"Oh, I am? Interesting! Very interesting."
He prowls closer. “When Aletto catches your scent, he will prepare a hunt. I suggest you leave.”
They laugh.
"Oh! I do hope for this Aletto you speak of to try! Now, what's your name?"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
A Tiefling is walking through the jungle, muttering to their self.
A tiger is sitting on a rock next to the tiefling. He snarls. Where's that?
"Oh! Hello, there. Have you heard of our Lord and Savior, The Singularity?"
The tiger snarls. “You’re in the land of Aletto, my friend.”
"Oh, I am? Interesting! Very interesting."
He prowls closer. “When Aletto catches your scent, he will prepare a hunt. I suggest you leave.”
They laugh.
"Oh! I do hope for this Aletto you speak of to try! Now, what's your name?"
“My name does not matter. But it is Blossom. Yes, I am male. DO NOT MOCK THE NAME.”
"Oh, no, I wouldn't think of a thing like that! And, could you give me more information on this Aletto of yours?"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
He flicks a finger, and the blade of the knife heats until the edge melts slightly, then cools rapidly, leaving it dull, warped, and cracked. "Oh, I'm still in the planning phase, really. Did you know that almost all organic material is edible? It just needs proper preparation. We may not have the methods to make these alternative food choices palatable now, but I'm certain that we will in the future if the ingredients exist by that point. I've already gathered genetic samples from all sorts of plants, animals, and monsters. You have to have quite a few for each one to avoid low genetic diversity, making them vulnerable to disease and genetic degradation, so I have them in a storage facility managed by my minions right now. It's a bit far, but I have some Yugoloths on standby to make sure they get here once the dungeon is built."
"Ooohh! Quite nice... Quite nice indeed! Hey- BOB NO DO NOT SMITE THE STRANGER."
Magical energy flows over Bob, and he drops the knife and walks away, sadly.
"There."
The stranger watches Bob leave. "My, he seems very devoted to his cause. I'm worried he might end up getting hurt if he continues on in this way. Open and immediate hostilities are no way to make allies, and many beings here are more fickle than I. Perhaps his education in the ways of this... Singularity must be furthered. After all, it does not seem that he has a full understanding of its will."
The hallway bekons onwards, dark, air moving though it as if the House itself was breathing...
"I guess we continue on..." Izaak walks forward, his blade at the ready.
As they walk down the halls, they begin to hear an ethereal whisper... the shadows begin to move... and more specifically, 72 of them rise up from the floor.
"oh, (gp)"
initiative: 7
*I'm gonna treat all the shadow's as having the same initiative.*
7
*wait, we tied. what should we do?*
*Shadow's DEX mod is 2. What's his dex mod?*
*Oh, that was including his initiative modifier*
*?*
*I already added his dex to that roll*
*Nevermind. LEt's just say he goes first.*
*Ok*
Izaak rushes towards the shadows, sword at the ready. (Each one is against a different shadow)
To hit: 11 damage: 9 slashing plus 12 fire plus 8 necrotic damage
To hit: 23 damage: 11 slashing plus 6 fire plus 12 necrotic damage
To hit: 20 damage: 9 slashing plus 7 fire plus 11 necrotic damage
Each wight makes two sword attacks against a shadow
Wight 1
To hit: 10 damage: 10 slashing plus 6 necrotic damage
To hit: 21 damage: 6 slashing plus 4 necrotic damage
Wight 2
To hit: 8 damage: 5 slashing plus 4 necrotic damage
To hit: 7 damage: 3 slashing plus 1 necrotic damage
Three shadows die. (I ain't gonna do the HP math, if it hits, they die for all I care.)
The 69 remaining shadows amass into one giant abomination, a dark mass of writhing arms and heads. (I don't wanna deal with all these numbers. They're all one creature.)
It will attack Izaack.
6 If it hits, it deals no damage as he is immune to necrotic damage, but h looses 181 str. If his str goes below 0, he dies.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The hallway bekons onwards, dark, air moving though it as if the House itself was breathing...
"I guess we continue on..." Izaak walks forward, his blade at the ready.
As they walk down the halls, they begin to hear an ethereal whisper... the shadows begin to move... and more specifically, 72 of them rise up from the floor.
"oh, (gp)"
initiative: 7
*I'm gonna treat all the shadow's as having the same initiative.*
7
*wait, we tied. what should we do?*
*Shadow's DEX mod is 2. What's his dex mod?*
*Oh, that was including his initiative modifier*
*?*
*I already added his dex to that roll*
*Nevermind. LEt's just say he goes first.*
*Ok*
Izaak rushes towards the shadows, sword at the ready. (Each one is against a different shadow)
To hit: 11 damage: 9 slashing plus 12 fire plus 8 necrotic damage
To hit: 23 damage: 11 slashing plus 6 fire plus 12 necrotic damage
To hit: 20 damage: 9 slashing plus 7 fire plus 11 necrotic damage
Each wight makes two sword attacks against a shadow
Wight 1
To hit: 10 damage: 10 slashing plus 6 necrotic damage
To hit: 21 damage: 6 slashing plus 4 necrotic damage
Wight 2
To hit: 8 damage: 5 slashing plus 4 necrotic damage
To hit: 7 damage: 3 slashing plus 1 necrotic damage
Three shadows die. (I ain't gonna do the HP math, if it hits, they die for all I care.)
The 69 remaining shadows amass into one giant abomination, a dark mass of writhing arms and heads. (I don't wanna deal with all these numbers. They're all one creature.)
It will attack Izaack.
13 If it hits, it deals no damage as he is immune to necrotic damage, but h looses 176 str. If his str goes below 0, he dies.
*that’s… a little unfair, don’tcha think?*
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
He flicks a finger, and the blade of the knife heats until the edge melts slightly, then cools rapidly, leaving it dull, warped, and cracked. "Oh, I'm still in the planning phase, really. Did you know that almost all organic material is edible? It just needs proper preparation. We may not have the methods to make these alternative food choices palatable now, but I'm certain that we will in the future if the ingredients exist by that point. I've already gathered genetic samples from all sorts of plants, animals, and monsters. You have to have quite a few for each one to avoid low genetic diversity, making them vulnerable to disease and genetic degradation, so I have them in a storage facility managed by my minions right now. It's a bit far, but I have some Yugoloths on standby to make sure they get here once the dungeon is built."
"Ooohh! Quite nice... Quite nice indeed! Hey- BOB NO DO NOT SMITE THE STRANGER."
Magical energy flows over Bob, and he drops the knife and walks away, sadly.
"There."
The stranger watches Bob leave. "My, he seems very devoted to his cause. I'm worried he might end up getting hurt if he continues on in this way. Open and immediate hostilities are no way to make allies, and many beings here are more fickle than I. Perhaps his education in the ways of this... Singularity must be furthered. After all, it does not seem that he has a full understanding of its will."
"Yes... I am afraid Bob might've just joined The Singularity's cause just to be able to smite people... Oh well. My name is Evandra, random stranger."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The hallway bekons onwards, dark, air moving though it as if the House itself was breathing...
"I guess we continue on..." Izaak walks forward, his blade at the ready.
As they walk down the halls, they begin to hear an ethereal whisper... the shadows begin to move... and more specifically, 72 of them rise up from the floor.
"oh, (gp)"
initiative: 7
*I'm gonna treat all the shadow's as having the same initiative.*
7
*wait, we tied. what should we do?*
*Shadow's DEX mod is 2. What's his dex mod?*
*Oh, that was including his initiative modifier*
*?*
*I already added his dex to that roll*
*Nevermind. LEt's just say he goes first.*
*Ok*
Izaak rushes towards the shadows, sword at the ready. (Each one is against a different shadow)
To hit: 11 damage: 9 slashing plus 12 fire plus 8 necrotic damage
To hit: 23 damage: 11 slashing plus 6 fire plus 12 necrotic damage
To hit: 20 damage: 9 slashing plus 7 fire plus 11 necrotic damage
Each wight makes two sword attacks against a shadow
Wight 1
To hit: 10 damage: 10 slashing plus 6 necrotic damage
To hit: 21 damage: 6 slashing plus 4 necrotic damage
Wight 2
To hit: 8 damage: 5 slashing plus 4 necrotic damage
To hit: 7 damage: 3 slashing plus 1 necrotic damage
Three shadows die. (I ain't gonna do the HP math, if it hits, they die for all I care.)
The 69 remaining shadows amass into one giant abomination, a dark mass of writhing arms and heads. (I don't wanna deal with all these numbers. They're all one creature.)
It will attack Izaack.
13 If it hits, it deals no damage as he is immune to necrotic damage, but h looses 176 str. If his str goes below 0, he dies.
*that’s… a little unfair, don’tcha think?*
*well, it's literally the Shadow statblock, but they're all one creature. It would've been a lot harder to understand, and a lot more dangerous if they all rolled individual attacks, as there would be a greater chance of dying. For example, it's just one if it hits he dies. But, if they all rolled individually, that would be 69 rolls. And, at least one of those would've hit, causing him to have a reduction in str. if 1/3 of those hit,as is likely, that would've been an average of 2 str decrease times 69/3, which is around 30 something, which would've been a 90 str decrease. He either would've died immediately, or survived for one turn and then have something save him, which is going to happen.*
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The tiger snarls. “You’re in the land of Aletto, my friend.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*Ok*
Izaak rushes towards the shadows, sword at the ready. (Each one is against a different shadow)
To hit: 21 damage: 12 slashing plus 5 fire plus 9 necrotic damage
To hit: 11 damage: 11 slashing plus 6 fire plus 16 necrotic damage
To hit: 12 damage: 15 slashing plus 4 fire plus 9 necrotic damage
Each wight makes two sword attacks against a shadow
Wight 1
To hit: 19 damage: 3 slashing plus 2 necrotic damage
To hit: 11 damage: 8 slashing plus 6 necrotic damage
Wight 2
To hit: 21 damage: 4 slashing plus 4 necrotic damage
To hit: 13 damage: 6 slashing plus 5 necrotic damage
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
.-. .- -. -.. --- -- / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. . .-.-.-
PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
He flicks a finger, and the blade of the knife heats until the edge melts slightly, then cools rapidly, leaving it dull, warped, and cracked. "Oh, I'm still in the planning phase, really. Did you know that almost all organic material is edible? It just needs proper preparation. We may not have the methods to make these alternative food choices palatable now, but I'm certain that we will in the future if the ingredients exist by that point. I've already gathered genetic samples from all sorts of plants, animals, and monsters. You have to have quite a few for each one to avoid low genetic diversity, making them vulnerable to disease and genetic degradation, so I have them in a storage facility managed by my minions right now. It's a bit far, but I have some Yugoloths on standby to make sure they get here once the dungeon is built."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Oh, I am? Interesting! Very interesting."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*sorry, I have to go. Family medical emergency.*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-If You Want Perfection, Take a Sip and Drink It In! Kill Your Old Complexion, Welcome to Your Brand New Skin!-_
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“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
He prowls closer. “When Aletto catches your scent, he will prepare a hunt. I suggest you leave.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
"Ooohh! Quite nice... Quite nice indeed! Hey- BOB NO DO NOT SMITE THE STRANGER."
Magical energy flows over Bob, and he drops the knife and walks away, sadly.
"There."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Oh no! I hope everything's okay...*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Oh no… I’m sorry…*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
They laugh.
"Oh! I do hope for this Aletto you speak of to try! Now, what's your name?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*Oh, dear*
*Take care of yourself, darling!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
“My name does not matter. But it is Blossom. Yes, I am male. DO NOT MOCK THE NAME.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*Hope everything turns out alright*
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
.-. .- -. -.. --- -- / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. . .-.-.-
PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
"Oh, no, I wouldn't think of a thing like that! And, could you give me more information on this Aletto of yours?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
“He is a massive tiger. With many minions. Many, many minions.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
The stranger watches Bob leave. "My, he seems very devoted to his cause. I'm worried he might end up getting hurt if he continues on in this way. Open and immediate hostilities are no way to make allies, and many beings here are more fickle than I. Perhaps his education in the ways of this... Singularity must be furthered. After all, it does not seem that he has a full understanding of its will."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Three shadows die. (I ain't gonna do the HP math, if it hits, they die for all I care.)
The 69 remaining shadows amass into one giant abomination, a dark mass of writhing arms and heads. (I don't wanna deal with all these numbers. They're all one creature.)
It will attack Izaack.
6 If it hits, it deals no damage as he is immune to necrotic damage, but h looses 181 str. If his str goes below 0, he dies.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*that’s… a little unfair, don’tcha think?*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
"Yes... I am afraid Bob might've just joined The Singularity's cause just to be able to smite people... Oh well. My name is Evandra, random stranger."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*well, it's literally the Shadow statblock, but they're all one creature. It would've been a lot harder to understand, and a lot more dangerous if they all rolled individual attacks, as there would be a greater chance of dying. For example, it's just one if it hits he dies. But, if they all rolled individually, that would be 69 rolls. And, at least one of those would've hit, causing him to have a reduction in str. if 1/3 of those hit,as is likely, that would've been an average of 2 str decrease times 69/3, which is around 30 something, which would've been a 90 str decrease. He either would've died immediately, or survived for one turn and then have something save him, which is going to happen.*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.