Dec 7, 2018 2:16 am
Following the blood trail of the wounded guard is easy. Poquelin and his two orc companions are heading back to the mayor's house.
Targos
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Dec 7, 2018 2:16 am
Standing a mid frozen corpses Ug let’s out a growl. The heavy pulsing inside him continues to grow and Cracks within his ice armor begin to reseal themselves. As the orc chief rushes forward on his mount Ug let’s out a war cry of his own. A war cry if loss and vengeance, one that carries more than chills across the battlefield, much more beastial then human. Ug bares jagged fangs and the beginning of curved horns grow out from his scalp. His howl pitches higher and reaches out to more than just the living. A crumpled lifeless direwolf rises at his feet, half it’s face smashed and broken it’s eyes holding the same eerie white as Ugs, glowing menacingly in the dark. Both beasts attack.
The dire wolf lunges fearlessly at the winter wolf and they become a mesh of claws and limbs sending both the winter wolf and orc chief tumbling. As the blood hunter inside Ug begs to become free, the barbarian inside him fights to maintain some semblance of control and for a moment it does. Ugs swings are calculated and less wild. He connects securely on each hit, but not as powerfully. As his enemy still stands, the beast inside Ug roars in defiance and the pounding becomes almost unbearable. Ug is not likely to hold back again.
Dire wolf deals 24 damage to the white wolf and knocks both wolf and rider prone. Ug attacks now with advantage and deals 61 damage to the orc chief.
Ug hp 51
The dire wolf lunges fearlessly at the winter wolf and they become a mesh of claws and limbs sending both the winter wolf and orc chief tumbling. As the blood hunter inside Ug begs to become free, the barbarian inside him fights to maintain some semblance of control and for a moment it does. Ugs swings are calculated and less wild. He connects securely on each hit, but not as powerfully. As his enemy still stands, the beast inside Ug roars in defiance and the pounding becomes almost unbearable. Ug is not likely to hold back again.
Dire wolf deals 24 damage to the white wolf and knocks both wolf and rider prone. Ug attacks now with advantage and deals 61 damage to the orc chief.
Ug hp 51
Last edited December 7, 2018 10:15 pm
Rolls
Wolf vs wolf - (1d20+5)
(20) + 5 = 25
Pack advantage - (1d20+5)
(3) + 5 = 8
Crit damage - (2d6+15)
(54) + 15 = 24
Attack 1 - (1d20+10)
(12) + 10 = 22
Attack 1 adv - (1d20+10)
(18) + 10 = 28
Attack 2 - (1d20+10)
(9) + 10 = 19
Attack 2 adv - (1d20+10)
(19) + 10 = 29
Damage 2x - (4d6+16)
(3624) + 16 = 31
Attack 3 - (1d20+10)
(18) + 10 = 28
Attack 3 adv - (1d20+10)
(2) + 10 = 12
Damage - (2d6+8)
(66) + 8 = 20
Cold 3x - (3d4)
(133) = 7
Reroll 1d6 - (1d6)
(4) = 4
Reroll 1d4 - (1d4)
(2) = 2
Stones endurance - (1d12+3)
(7) + 3 = 10
Dec 7, 2018 3:04 am
Ras charges toward the group of goblins, screaming wordlessly. He runs into the midst of the goblins and stops. Thrusting out one hand, he shoots a line of fire into the group.
"This is for Nessa!" he screams, eyes wild.
"This is for Nessa!" he screams, eyes wild.
Rolls
Fire damage - (4d8)
(5567) = 23
Dec 7, 2018 6:28 am
Vincent follows the trail through the frozen streets of Targos. Far off in the distance he can dimly hear the battle raging at the palisade.
After some time of skulking, he comes to the town hall. Pomab and the two guards are gathering the bodies of the orc assassins that they can find - or, at least, the guards are working and Pomab is sneering at everything.
The merchant seems to be muttering to himself. If Vince gets closer, he may be able to hear what is being said.
After some time of skulking, he comes to the town hall. Pomab and the two guards are gathering the bodies of the orc assassins that they can find - or, at least, the guards are working and Pomab is sneering at everything.
The merchant seems to be muttering to himself. If Vince gets closer, he may be able to hear what is being said.
Dec 7, 2018 4:07 pm
Wishing he could grab a quick rest before committing himself, Vincent backs up to the edge of his darkvision at about 120 ft. He places his barrel down, crouches behind it and gives his Spector instructions. The Spector is to go around to the other side of the town hall, avoid everyone, then, walking through walls, he should attack the same guard as before.
Then Vincent pulls the magic stored inside the dagger on his belt into himself. Then he converts his sword to a bow, and waits, arrow drawn for the Spector to attack.
Then Vincent pulls the magic stored inside the dagger on his belt into himself. Then he converts his sword to a bow, and waits, arrow drawn for the Spector to attack.
Last edited December 7, 2018 7:03 pm
Dec 8, 2018 1:31 am
The battle at the palisade burns hotter - literally. As a living, wrathful flame, Ras takes the lives of ten goblins all at once with a sweep of his arms. Other enemies rush in to confront him, but the fires wreathing him lash out at any who come too close (Ras takes 17 damage this round).
Shining arrows sweep through the ranks, perfectly picking out orc targets. Every arrow that strikes slays an orc, and some even punch entirely through to hit yet another orc behind the first (Zen takes 36 damage).
Vghotan charges forward upon his monstrous steed, lance aimed for Ug's heart. Foes and allies alike stare as one of the slain wolves animates and tackles the winter wolf, throwing its rider to the ground. Ug is immediately there, slamming away with his enchanted maul. A lesser opponent might have been killed, but Vghotan rises with a roar. Lance dropped in the fall, the orc pulls an axe from a strap on his back and lays into Ug with a heavy swing - and stares in shock as his weapon shatters upon Ug's frosty armor.
The winter wolf rips savagely at its undead foe, only to find that the magic animating it has already expired. With a growl it turns upon Ug and opens its jaws to unleash icy breath upon him. Ug barely feels it (After resistance, Ug takes 6 cold damage).
Inspired by the heroes fighting alongside them, the militia dog in their heels and strike hard at their attackers. Still, several more fall as the enemy shows no sign of retreating.
More crashes sound as boulders continue thunder against the gate. Savage battlecries echo over the walls, far too close for comfort.
Lord Ulbrec and Commander Crale work tirelessly to organize relief for the wounded, and ten fresh militia soldiers join the fray. Lady Elytharra rests upon a mat nearby, but she watches the battle with a dirty hand over her ash-streaked face.
Militia took some damage, but is "healed" 180.
Shining arrows sweep through the ranks, perfectly picking out orc targets. Every arrow that strikes slays an orc, and some even punch entirely through to hit yet another orc behind the first (Zen takes 36 damage).
Vghotan charges forward upon his monstrous steed, lance aimed for Ug's heart. Foes and allies alike stare as one of the slain wolves animates and tackles the winter wolf, throwing its rider to the ground. Ug is immediately there, slamming away with his enchanted maul. A lesser opponent might have been killed, but Vghotan rises with a roar. Lance dropped in the fall, the orc pulls an axe from a strap on his back and lays into Ug with a heavy swing - and stares in shock as his weapon shatters upon Ug's frosty armor.
The winter wolf rips savagely at its undead foe, only to find that the magic animating it has already expired. With a growl it turns upon Ug and opens its jaws to unleash icy breath upon him. Ug barely feels it (After resistance, Ug takes 6 cold damage).
Inspired by the heroes fighting alongside them, the militia dog in their heels and strike hard at their attackers. Still, several more fall as the enemy shows no sign of retreating.
More crashes sound as boulders continue thunder against the gate. Savage battlecries echo over the walls, far too close for comfort.
Lord Ulbrec and Commander Crale work tirelessly to organize relief for the wounded, and ten fresh militia soldiers join the fray. Lady Elytharra rests upon a mat nearby, but she watches the battle with a dirty hand over her ash-streaked face.
Militia took some damage, but is "healed" 180.
Rolls
Wolves vs militia (3 attacks) - (3d20+5)
(1559) + 5 = 34
Goblins vs militia (6 attacks) - (6d20+4)
(2051141316) + 4 = 73
Orcs vs militia (5 attacks) - (5d20+5)
(117816) + 5 = 38
Dmg to militia - (7d6+18)
(2163431) + 18 = 38
Wolves vs Zen (3 attacks) - (3d20+5)
(14125) + 5 = 36
Goblins vs Zen (4 attacks) - (4d20+4)
(91986) + 4 = 46
Orcs vs Zen (3 attacks) - (3d20+5)
(1087) + 5 = 30
Dmg to Zen - (7d6+11)
(6542431) + 11 = 36
Wolves vs Ras (3 attacks) - (3d20+5)
(9197) + 5 = 40
Goblins vs (4 attacks) - (4d20+4)
(73207) + 4 = 41
Orcs vs Ras (3 attacks) - (3d20+5)
(525) + 5 = 17
Dmg to Ras - (3d6+11)
(132) + 11 = 17
Militia damage - (10d6+6)
(2351253536) + 6 = 41
Ug Con save DC 16 - (1d20+8)
(9) + 8 = 17
Cold damage - (6d8)
(832534) = 25
Vghotan vs Ug (2 attacks) - (1d20+8, 1d20+8)
1d20+8 : (1) + 8 = 9
1d20+8 : (3) + 8 = 11
Ras fire aura damage - (6d10)
(1012899) = 39
Mystery roll - (1d30)
(18) = 18
Dec 8, 2018 3:09 pm
The two remaining guards go about their business silently, though glares at Pomab are common when the merchant is not looking.
Nobody notices Vincent's specter emerge from the wall of the charred town house until it has finished strangling the life out of the wounded guard with ghostly fingers.
Vince is up!
Nobody notices Vincent's specter emerge from the wall of the charred town house until it has finished strangling the life out of the wounded guard with ghostly fingers.
Vince is up!
Rolls
Specter stealth (adv) - (1d20+2, 1d20+2)
1d20+2 : (13) + 2 = 15
1d20+2 : (16) + 2 = 18
Specter vs guard 2 (adv) - (1d20+4, 1d20+4)
1d20+4 : (8) + 4 = 12
1d20+4 : (20) + 4 = 24
Dmg to guard 2 - (3d6+18)
(156) + 18 = 30
Dec 8, 2018 3:25 pm
Vincent let's two arrows loose and ducks back behind the barrel.
Vincent does 55 damage to Pomfab, and he is knocked prone. And Vincent is out of Ki points...
HP:27/81
AC:18
Vincent does 55 damage to Pomfab, and he is knocked prone. And Vincent is out of Ki points...
HP:27/81
AC:18
Last edited December 8, 2018 4:23 pm
Rolls
Stealth DC 13 - (1d20+5)
(8) + 5 = 13
Bow1 vs Ponab with advantage - (1d20+10, 1d20+10)
1d20+10 : (13) + 10 = 23
1d20+10 : (9) + 10 = 19
Bow2 vs Ponab with advantage - (1d20+10, 1d20+10)
1d20+10 : (4) + 10 = 14
1d20+10 : (10) + 10 = 20
Bow, Kenesai shot, deft strike, Eldritch smite - (1d10+5, 1d4, 1d6, 4d8)
1d10+5 : (9) + 5 = 14
1d4 : (4) = 4
1d6 : (3) = 3
4d8 : (7362) = 18
Bow, Kenesai shot - (1d10+5, 1d4)
1d10+5 : (8) + 5 = 13
1d4 : (3) = 3
Dec 8, 2018 5:21 pm
The smoldering wreckage of the town hall shifts, and then a wall explodes outwards as a form bursts through it.
Exhausted, confused, and maddened, Alalla stumbles into the fight.
Exhausted, confused, and maddened, Alalla stumbles into the fight.
OOC:
Al needs to roll a d100 to determine the madness she receives, and also a strength save to see how much fire/bludgeoning damage she takes as she exits the rubble.
Dec 8, 2018 5:24 pm
"Pomab!" Alalla staggers from the rubble, staring at the slimy shopkeeper. She has dealt with him long enough. "If you're not in on this garbage then I'm an elf." She pulls a handaxe from her belt and hurls it at his head. It buries itself in his shoulder, and in a moment, Alalla follows up with her sword. It's flames reflect wickedly in her eyes as she stares Pomab down.
Alalla's madness roll- She gains this flaw until cured: "There is only one solution to my problems: kill them all!"
Pomab takes 19 slashing and 9 fire damage.
Alalla's madness roll- She gains this flaw until cured: "There is only one solution to my problems: kill them all!"
Pomab takes 19 slashing and 9 fire damage.
Last edited December 8, 2018 5:48 pm
Rolls
Madness - (1d100)
(39) = 39
Strength save - (1d20+11)
(11) + 11 = 22
Damage - (5d6)
(63226) = 19
Handaxe 1 - (1d20+11)
(13) + 11 = 24
Damage - (1d6+6)
(5) + 6 = 11
Sword x2 - (1d20+10, 1d20+10)
1d20+10 : (7) + 10 = 17
1d20+10 : (3) + 10 = 13
Damage - (1d10+5, 2d6)
1d10+5 : (3) + 5 = 8
2d6 : (54) = 9
Dec 8, 2018 6:15 pm
Pomab turns to see the wounded guard fall to the specter. He lets out a shriek. Then he gets hit by arrows and thrown onto his back, and he screams some more. And then Alalla appears like some infernal zombie out of the burning crater of a building, and he screams a heck of a lot more.
The merchant digs frantically into a pocket. "Alalla! I... You! You can't kill me! Th-that's beneath you!" The axe hits home, and he drops whatever he is fumbling for. He gasps in pain. "You're insane! You're absolutely crazy! The orc blood in you has finally made you like them!" Alalla's sword stabs home, and the sound of searing of flesh mixes with Pomab's screams.
The last orc guard, still wearing the magical disguise of a human soldier, drops to his knees at the sight of Alalla. Awe stains his every Orcish word. "I see you now... Daughter of Gruumsh!"
Pomab grabs the item he dropped - some small trinket - and gasps an arcane word. He vanishes.
Alalla, the last guard, and the specter remain in the flickering light of the town hall's flames. Vincent is still behind his barrel.
Players are up.
The merchant digs frantically into a pocket. "Alalla! I... You! You can't kill me! Th-that's beneath you!" The axe hits home, and he drops whatever he is fumbling for. He gasps in pain. "You're insane! You're absolutely crazy! The orc blood in you has finally made you like them!" Alalla's sword stabs home, and the sound of searing of flesh mixes with Pomab's screams.
The last orc guard, still wearing the magical disguise of a human soldier, drops to his knees at the sight of Alalla. Awe stains his every Orcish word. "I see you now... Daughter of Gruumsh!"
Pomab grabs the item he dropped - some small trinket - and gasps an arcane word. He vanishes.
Alalla, the last guard, and the specter remain in the flickering light of the town hall's flames. Vincent is still behind his barrel.
Players are up.
Dec 8, 2018 6:26 pm
Pomab's words would have pierced her heart, if Alalla's were still feeling.
You've let things slide by long enough, part of herself whispers. If you don't deal with things conclusively, they come back to bite you. A sliver of her convulses, crying for Erevain. She reacts with a sharp chastisement. You had it coming. You were a fool to accept the risk before. She steels herself once more.
Alalla turns to appraise the disguised orc. "Tell me everything you know," she demands in harsh Common. "Quickly." Her sword still burns at her side.
You've let things slide by long enough, part of herself whispers. If you don't deal with things conclusively, they come back to bite you. A sliver of her convulses, crying for Erevain. She reacts with a sharp chastisement. You had it coming. You were a fool to accept the risk before. She steels herself once more.
Alalla turns to appraise the disguised orc. "Tell me everything you know," she demands in harsh Common. "Quickly." Her sword still burns at her side.
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Dec 8, 2018 6:43 pm
The guard stands and salutes. "At your order." His voice is rough, but his Common is sound. "The Master commanded us to obey and protect the man known as Pomab. We were sent to discreetly collect your family and remove them from Targos, but your husband intervened. We left them at the house. Another group was tasked with killing the mayor." The orc listens for the sounds of battle coming from the palisade. "Soon the walls will be breached."
Dec 8, 2018 7:47 pm
No longer holding the beast back, Ug slams his maul into the startled orc chiefs chest cracking chest and plate. The corpse falls to the earth, veins of ice extending from the gaping whole in its chest. Ug screams in victory and turns his attention to the winter wolf. Proving more evasive, Ug is only able to manage one hit, but it connects solidly with the creatures face.
Orc chief takes 29 damage, wolf takes 23.
Orc chief takes 29 damage, wolf takes 23.
Last edited December 8, 2018 8:03 pm
Rolls
Attack V 1 - (1d20+5)
(17) + 5 = 22
Attack 1 adv - (1d20+5)
(17) + 5 = 22
Damage 1 - (2d6+18)
(16) + 18 = 25
Reroll 1 - (1d6)
(1) = 1
Cold - (1d4)
(4) = 4
Attack 2 v wolf - (1d20+5)
(5) + 5 = 10
Attack 2 adv - (1d20+5)
(8) + 5 = 13
Attack 3 - (1d20+5)
(2) + 5 = 7
Attack 3 adv - (1d20+5)
(18) + 5 = 23
Damage to wolf - (2d6+18)
(21) + 18 = 21
Reroll 2x - (2d6)
(23) = 5
Dec 8, 2018 7:54 pm
Jogging up to Al and seeing the crazed look in her eye, Vincent talks to her very carefully.
"Hey Al, we need to kill Pomab. He can't escape. We need to be quick, the wall needs us."
Running around Vincent engages his detect magic to help him track Pomab.
"Hey Al, we need to kill Pomab. He can't escape. We need to be quick, the wall needs us."
Running around Vincent engages his detect magic to help him track Pomab.
Rolls
Survival - (1d20+7)
(11) + 7 = 18
Dec 8, 2018 8:38 pm
"You don't need to tell me that," Al snaps. She thrusts her burning blade into the orc's gut. As he lurches forward she swings once more and removes his head. "Any sign of him?" she asks Vincent. She barely looks at the body collapsing to the ground. Erevain intervened, did he?
Last edited December 8, 2018 9:05 pm
Dec 8, 2018 8:53 pm
As projectiles fly in and wolves attack, Zenithral retreats to safer positions as the militia dispatches them with their spears, then he continues firing another volley to take down more of the wolves within the walls while the militia finishes off the goblins and orcs.
(43 damage to dire wolves.)
Zenithral wipes sweat from his brow and looks skyward with fear in his eyes. "This is the first attack...?"
39/92 HP
17 AC
(43 damage to dire wolves.)
Zenithral wipes sweat from his brow and looks skyward with fear in his eyes. "This is the first attack...?"
39/92 HP
17 AC
Last edited December 8, 2018 9:03 pm
Rolls
Longbows 1, 2, 3 (Sharp) - (1d20+7, 1d20+7, 1d20+7)
1d20+7 : (3) + 7 = 10
1d20+7 : (3) + 7 = 10
1d20+7 : (19) + 7 = 26
Curving Shot - (1d20+7)
(9) + 7 = 16
Damage - (2d8+30, 2d4)
2d8+30 : (26) + 30 = 38
2d4 : (41) = 5
Concentration - (1d20+6, 1d20+6, 1d20+6)
1d20+6 : (4) + 6 = 10
1d20+6 : (8) + 6 = 14
1d20+6 : (11) + 6 = 17
Dec 8, 2018 8:53 pm
The orc drops dead, body steaming from Alalla's weapon. She feels a dark thrill course through her blood - satisfaction at a problem solved (Al gains inspiration for following through on her Flaw).
To Vincent's eyes, the spot where Pomab disappeared appears as a faint verticle rectangle, as if from the dimension door spell. The weasely merchant can't be more than street or two over from the town hall. But to where would he be running?
To Vincent's eyes, the spot where Pomab disappeared appears as a faint verticle rectangle, as if from the dimension door spell. The weasely merchant can't be more than street or two over from the town hall. But to where would he be running?
Dec 8, 2018 9:07 pm
"He cast dimension door. I can't tell which way he went, but he can't be far."
Last edited December 8, 2018 9:08 pm
Rolls
Arcana check - (1d20+5)
(5) + 5 = 10
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