You six climb up the mountain, exhausted. Alimer Everkin payed you to find three magical weapons hidden in the mountain. He failed to tell you how to get in though. You’ve been climbing on this mountain in full armor for about half an hour. Than you see a spiral staircase sticking out the top of a rock formation. Then you see two pale figures guarding it. They’re in full armor with small red eyes. They’re wights. They haven’t seen you yet but it will be almost impossible to get to the stairs without seeing you.
Leaning on a large rock as the party stops to observe the stairs, the cold White-scaled Dragonborn catches his breath. "This is not a good sign..." he breathes heavily "...that already I seem out of breath!" he chuckles slightly to himself. Shifting his immaculate plate armor for comfort, and rolling his broad thick shoulders to loosen the weariness his greatsword strapped to his back applies, Caalduunshtunur ("Caal" to those he meets) turns to the party as they catch their collective breath.
"So... does anyone care to formulate some kind of plan...?"
Borus, a Minitaur standing at 7 feet tall with red fur, now matted from the sweat of climbing the mountain, said with a deep voice, "I would rather talk with them before we fight, if anyone is with me; however if a fight is unavoidable, you can count on me."
Borus looked to the two creatures. "It may be simple, but I suggest we just... walk up to them," he gives a shrug. "Any other proposals? I am all ears."
Kraven cocks his head to the side looking between his companions as they discuss a plan. He lets out a quiet chirp to gain their attention and points to the two guardians, drawing a line across his neck, "Undead, kill. I sneak behind, they react, you charge."
Qatya has lost focus on the conversation after "Undead, kill" and will rush forward into the middle of the wights, when she gets there she will rage, but first.
Stretching as he regains his breath after the climb, Maelgwyn looks at the two undead. "I don't think they'll have many words for you, Borus. They only seek to snuff out the living, so let's repay their kindness and rid this world of that abomination."
Khalani curses as the half-elf barbarian does...well, barbaric things. "Damn it! A plan would have been nice," Khalani fumes at his companion. Drawing his mace and shield, he moves up to support the man.
Rolling his eyes at his companion's eagerness to fight, but smiling nonetheless, Caal's arm flows with a frost that ripples down his arm. Upon reaching his hand the cold bursts into the shape of a sword, and just as suddenly thaws to reveal a normal-looking longsword.
Giving a shrug, the barbarian marches forward to join in the fight, placing the two beings in directly in front of him. He looks to his companions and lets a small smile creep on his bull-headed face, he could get used to this. He lifts his sword, and points it to the sky, "For Tempus!"
Giving a shrug, the barbarian marches forward to join in the fight, placing the two beings in directly in front of him. He looks to his companions and lets a small smile creep on his bull-headed face, he could get used to this. He lifts his sword, and points it to the sky, "For Tempus!"
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Moving toward the wights, Khalani stops about 15 feet away. Physical battle was not his specialty and others in the group were better suited to it. On the other hand...
"Grizhliatius!" A bright light spears outward from the amulet on his chest, rushing at the wights, as Khalani casts Word of Radiance.
Each needs CON save or takes damage
Wight 1: 15 Wight 2: 12
(my first post I accidentally did 2D4 and not 2D6.)
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Qatya will get right between the whites and as a bonus action enter rage, activating Wild Surge 4
Wild Surge ability:
Shadows weave around a weapon of your choice you are holding. Until your rage ends, your weapon deals psychic damage instead of its bludgeoning, slashing, or piercing damage, and it gains the light and thrown properties with a normal range of 20 feet and a long range of 60 feet. If you drop the weapon or throw it, the weapon dissipates and reappears in your hand at the end of your turn.
Then she will make two reckless attacks, against the wight on her right.
You six climb up the mountain, exhausted. Alimer Everkin payed you to find three magical weapons hidden in the mountain. He failed to tell you how to get in though. You’ve been climbing on this mountain in full armor for about half an hour. Than you see a spiral staircase sticking out the top of a rock formation. Then you see two pale figures guarding it. They’re in full armor with small red eyes. They’re wights. They haven’t seen you yet but it will be almost impossible to get to the stairs without seeing you.
Leaning on a large rock as the party stops to observe the stairs, the cold White-scaled Dragonborn catches his breath. "This is not a good sign..." he breathes heavily "...that already I seem out of breath!" he chuckles slightly to himself. Shifting his immaculate plate armor for comfort, and rolling his broad thick shoulders to loosen the weariness his greatsword strapped to his back applies, Caalduunshtunur ("Caal" to those he meets) turns to the party as they catch their collective breath.
"So... does anyone care to formulate some kind of plan...?"
Borus, a Minitaur standing at 7 feet tall with red fur, now matted from the sweat of climbing the mountain, said with a deep voice, "I would rather talk with them before we fight, if anyone is with me; however if a fight is unavoidable, you can count on me."
Borus looked to the two creatures. "It may be simple, but I suggest we just... walk up to them," he gives a shrug. "Any other proposals? I am all ears."
Made you look.
Kraven cocks his head to the side looking between his companions as they discuss a plan. He lets out a quiet chirp to gain their attention and points to the two guardians, drawing a line across his neck, "Undead, kill. I sneak behind, they react, you charge."
Qatya has lost focus on the conversation after "Undead, kill" and will rush forward into the middle of the wights, when she gets there she will rage, but first.
Initiative: 20
Rylentlar
The wights look at you in an eerily synchronized fashion. They draw their blades. “Intruder.” They say at the same time in a gravely voice.
Wight 1 Initiative: 11
Wight 2 Initiative: 18
The wights haven’t seen anyone else so it’s your choice if you want to fight or stay out of it.
Stretching as he regains his breath after the climb, Maelgwyn looks at the two undead. "I don't think they'll have many words for you, Borus. They only seek to snuff out the living, so let's repay their kindness and rid this world of that abomination."
Initiative: 13
Khalani curses as the half-elf barbarian does...well, barbaric things. "Damn it! A plan would have been nice," Khalani fumes at his companion. Drawing his mace and shield, he moves up to support the man.
Initiate: 22
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
Rolling his eyes at his companion's eagerness to fight, but smiling nonetheless, Caal's arm flows with a frost that ripples down his arm. Upon reaching his hand the cold bursts into the shape of a sword, and just as suddenly thaws to reveal a normal-looking longsword.
Initiative: 6
Giving a shrug, the barbarian marches forward to join in the fight, placing the two beings in directly in front of him. He looks to his companions and lets a small smile creep on his bull-headed face, he could get used to this. He lifts his sword, and points it to the sky, "For Tempus!"
Initiative 14
Made you look.
(Hi. What is the name of this character?)
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
LorrodWolf
That would be Borus Tax.
Moving toward the wights, Khalani stops about 15 feet away. Physical battle was not his specialty and others in the group were better suited to it. On the other hand...
"Grizhliatius!" A bright light spears outward from the amulet on his chest, rushing at the wights, as Khalani casts Word of Radiance.
Each needs CON save or takes damage
Wight 1: 15
Wight 2: 12
(my first post I accidentally did 2D4 and not 2D6.)
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
Qatya will get right between the whites and as a bonus action enter rage, activating Wild Surge 4
Wild Surge ability:
Shadows weave around a weapon of your choice you are holding. Until your rage ends, your weapon deals psychic damage instead of its bludgeoning, slashing, or piercing damage, and it gains the light and thrown properties with a normal range of 20 feet and a long range of 60 feet. If you drop the weapon or throw it, the weapon dissipates and reappears in your hand at the end of your turn.
Then she will make two reckless attacks, against the wight on her right.
Attack: 23 Psychic Damage: 11
Attack: 17 Psychic Damage: 8
Guys chill, JohnPaul hasn’t rolled yet.
(my bad, I thought I counted right)
Apologies.
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
Kraven Initiative: 18
Kraven seeing his companions run into battle with sigh and then attempt to blend into the shadows (ba) and move closer to the creatures.
Then will toss two dark purple daggers at the wights.
Stealth: 29
Psychic Dagger #1: Attack: 23 Damage: 11 Sneak Attack: 5
Psychic Dagger #2: Attack: 23 Damage: 10
[OOC: Advantage and Sneak Attack if the Stealth works.]
[OOC: Seriously dice gods this is how you want to start out with me, I swear to @#(&@(#&%(%@( ]
(ooc: is that everyone? So we have Kraven (25) -> Khalani (22) -> Qatya (20) -> Wight2 (18) -> Borus (14) -> Maelgwyn (13) -> Wight1 (11) -> Caal (6) ???)
Yes, I believe that is everyone.
Made you look.