She snarls, moving 15 feet, then assaults your mind with a terrible and powerful force.
DC 20 INT save, or take 71 damage, and cannot cast spells or take the magic acton. (Befuddlement)
(Roll to see if spell fails: 3 (1 is fail))
After that, she teleports another 30 feet, to travel outside the range of the spell.
*What was the 3+1?*
*Counterspell*
*The save for the spell.*
(What level was the counterspell? Befuddlement is an 8th level spell, so for it to ista work it would have to be a slot of 8 or higher.)
She growls, and six flaming orbs burst into existance, rushing towards you. (Scorching Ray, 5th level)
32 Damage: 6
14 Damage: 5
28 Damage: 5
17 Damage: 10
20 Damage: 11
29 Damage: 11
*9th level*
Three of the orbs strike him
Disengage, Dex save at disadvantage (Empowered spell) DC 22
*Dex save for what?*
Disintegrate, it autocorrected
7 plus 9
(How much damage?)
She growls, rage fuming in her eyes, pointing a finger at him, breathing heavily. A torrent of dark energy launches itself at him, tearing into the fabric of his being. DC 20 CON save or take 49 damage. (Finger of Death)
72 force damage
22 Con save
I cast disintegrate again, Dex save at disadv or 81 force damage
*Wait, why Disadvantage? She's outside the Slow spell*
10 + 5
She growls in pain, before shouting out a Word. And what a horrible Word it is. The very thought of the Word terrifies you, frightens you to your very core. The word slips inside your brain, past your mental defences. It flips the switch in your brain, shuts down the sense of self preservation. Shuts down the need to live. After all, why do you need to live? It's pointless. You're giving up. (Power Word Kill. If at less than 100 HP, die. Otherwise, take 89 psychic damage.)
The shifter-turned-scorpion screeches again. It lashes out with its dangerously venomous tail.
To hit: 15
Damage: 11 and a CON save against poison
She dodges it easily.
"Come on! I don't want to hurt you! Calm down!"
Magic is laced into her words. DC 20 WIS save, or be compelled to, to the best of i's ability, calm down. (Suggestion)
The monstrous scorpion screeches again as its tail lashes out, this time towards a wall. It slashes the words "kill it", before the scorpion shakes as if getting rid of an unpleasant sensation.
"No! I'm not going to kill you!"
The scorpion screeches again, its claws slamming against the ground. A shockwave of erupting earth flies up, hitting both the woman and the scorpion.
19 bludgeoning damage on a DC 16 dex save.
9 + 10
She dashes backwards, choking out a sob, before yelling out, "I'M SORRY!" as a mental assault attacks it's mind. DC 20 INT save of take 76 psychic damage, and no longer be able to take the magic action.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
Raski is watching Talon from the shadows.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am." His voice is covered in a thick accent, treating the words with much more grace and eloquence than necessary.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
"Oh, I can pay, sir. I can pay."
He hefts a coin pouch.
"This here is filled with the finest gold the Faeland has to offer!"
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
"Oh, I can pay, sir. I can pay."
He hefts a coin pouch.
"This here is filled with the finest gold the Faeland has to offer!"
"Right, then. Come inside."
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
"Oh, I can pay, sir. I can pay."
He hefts a coin pouch.
"This here is filled with the finest gold the Faeland has to offer!"
"Right, then. Come inside."
"Why thank you, kind sir!"
(Hey Nanner. Are you familiar with the concept of Fairy Gold?)
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
"Oh, I can pay, sir. I can pay."
He hefts a coin pouch.
"This here is filled with the finest gold the Faeland has to offer!"
"Right, then. Come inside."
"Why thank you, kind sir!"
(Hey Nanner. Are you familiar with the concept of Fairy Gold?)
*Nope... waugh.*
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
"Oh, I can pay, sir. I can pay."
He hefts a coin pouch.
"This here is filled with the finest gold the Faeland has to offer!"
"Right, then. Come inside."
"Why thank you, kind sir!"
(Hey Nanner. Are you familiar with the concept of Fairy Gold?)
*Nope... waugh.*
*Basically, it's treasure either given or taken from faires, that turns into leaves or flowers or other worthless items after being used to pay. Now, this guy is sort of a silly little goober, and I had the idea that he doesn't know that his pouch of gold will turn into leaves after he pays him.*
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
"Oh, I can pay, sir. I can pay."
He hefts a coin pouch.
"This here is filled with the finest gold the Faeland has to offer!"
"Right, then. Come inside."
"Why thank you, kind sir!"
(Hey Nanner. Are you familiar with the concept of Fairy Gold?)
*Nope... waugh.*
*Basically, it's treasure either given or taken from faires, that turns into leaves or flowers or other worthless items after being used to pay. Now, this guy is sort of a silly little goober, and I had the idea that he doesn't know that his pouch of gold will turn into leaves after he pays him.*
*oooooooh*
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
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!!!!!!
Talon is standing outside of the tavern giving someone the stink eye.
A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am."
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
"Oh, I can pay, sir. I can pay."
He hefts a coin pouch.
"This here is filled with the finest gold the Faeland has to offer!"
"Right, then. Come inside."
"Why thank you, kind sir!"
(Hey Nanner. Are you familiar with the concept of Fairy Gold?)
*Nope... waugh.*
*Basically, it's treasure either given or taken from faires, that turns into leaves or flowers or other worthless items after being used to pay. Now, this guy is sort of a silly little goober, and I had the idea that he doesn't know that his pouch of gold will turn into leaves after he pays him.*
*oooooooh*
*Ya!*
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*Wait, why Disadvantage? She's outside the Slow spell*
10 + 5
She growls in pain, before shouting out a Word. And what a horrible Word it is. The very thought of the Word terrifies you, frightens you to your very core. The word slips inside your brain, past your mental defences. It flips the switch in your brain, shuts down the sense of self preservation. Shuts down the need to live. After all, why do you need to live? It's pointless. You're giving up. (Power Word Kill. If at less than 100 HP, die. Otherwise, take 89 psychic damage.)
9 + 10
She dashes backwards, choking out a sob, before yelling out, "I'M SORRY!" as a mental assault attacks it's mind. DC 20 INT save of take 76 psychic damage, and no longer be able to take the magic action.
*dragons definitely*
*ooo, interesting*
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
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A tall, graceful, pale skinned man is walking down the street, examining him.
"Haven't seen you around. Who're you?"
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"That would be because I am new to this place... I heard there was to be festivities taking place here to commemorate the coming of Autumn. I wished to pay homage to the Seasons, so here I am." His voice is covered in a thick accent, treating the words with much more grace and eloquence than necessary.
"Ah, we get a lot of those. Just makin small talk. People tell me I need to do that more."
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"Hm. It is indeed good to partake in conversation. Otherwise, who are you? A nobody."
"Yes, yes." He grunts. "Would you like me to get you a drink?"
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"Why thank you, kind sir! I would love a drink."
"It's not free."
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"Oh, I can pay, sir. I can pay."
He hefts a coin pouch.
"This here is filled with the finest gold the Faeland has to offer!"
"Right, then. Come inside."
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"Why thank you, kind sir!"
(Hey Nanner. Are you familiar with the concept of Fairy Gold?)
*Nope... waugh.*
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*Basically, it's treasure either given or taken from faires, that turns into leaves or flowers or other worthless items after being used to pay. Now, this guy is sort of a silly little goober, and I had the idea that he doesn't know that his pouch of gold will turn into leaves after he pays him.*
*oooooooh*
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*looks neat. might join. bring back naima*
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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!!!!!!
*Ya!*