Jan 24, 2019 11:03 am
[/ooc]I was attacking the human in the theater of the mind I assumed we were working on the humans and the other two were on elves I will specify next time my apology.[/ooc]
Chapter 1: Slavery
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Jan 24, 2019 11:52 am
OOC:
Yep, no worries! Probably too much retcon to go back and change it now, unless Blacknight was taking that into account and the guy was supposed to still be going strong after taking 13 damage?
Jan 24, 2019 1:02 pm
Conwan, having been heavily wounded, strikes out with another desperate set of blows at the elf.
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Rolls
Unarmed strike ×2 - (1d20+6, 1d4+4, 1d20+6, 1d4+4)
1d20+6 : (12) + 6 = 18
1d4+4 : (2) + 4 = 6
1d20+6 : (17) + 6 = 23
1d4+4 : (1) + 4 = 5
Jan 24, 2019 2:42 pm
Conwan's strikes knock the elf to the ground.
Conwan - 8 damage
Elf 2 - down
Elf 1 - down
Alyndin - uninjured
Tyrion - uninjured
Human 1 - down
Eiravel - 8 damage
Human 2 (monk) - 6 damage
It is currently Alyndin's turn.
OOC:
We'll just continue as normal, it won't affect things long term. Here is where we stand:Conwan - 8 damage
Elf 2 - down
Elf 1 - down
Alyndin - uninjured
Tyrion - uninjured
Human 1 - down
Eiravel - 8 damage
Human 2 (monk) - 6 damage
It is currently Alyndin's turn.
Jan 24, 2019 3:01 pm
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Conwan coming in with the "Good shot, my turn" one-two knockout, nice work. Gotta build drama for the crowd, they love a good turnaround. :)
Jan 24, 2019 3:35 pm
Seeing one of his group take some serious hits from the last remaining opponent Alyndin chants a single word Heilen, then bounds over to them and stabs with the spear.
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Healing Eiravel since he is still in combat with the monk.[ +- ] Healing Word
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: 60 feet
Components: V
Duration: Instantaneous
A creature of your choice that you can see within range regains hit points equal to 1d4 + your spellcasting ability modifier. This spell has no effect on undead or constructs.
Range: 60 feet
Components: V
Duration: Instantaneous
A creature of your choice that you can see within range regains hit points equal to 1d4 + your spellcasting ability modifier. This spell has no effect on undead or constructs.
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Rolls
Healing - (1d4+8)
(2) + 8 = 10
Spear attack - (1d20, 1d6)
1d20 : (4) = 4
1d6 : (3) = 3
Jan 24, 2019 5:04 pm
I have no mercy left we have offered you peace and you refused. I am Tyrion and the crowds will chant my name as I end your life.
Does a double attack using pole arm master
Does a double attack using pole arm master
Rolls
Attacks 1st point 2nd blunt end - (1d20+3, 1d6+3, 1d20+3, 1d4+3)
1d20+3 : (2) + 3 = 5
1d6+3 : (2) + 3 = 5
1d20+3 : (12) + 3 = 15
1d4+3 : (2) + 3 = 5
Jan 24, 2019 5:08 pm
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If he dies I wanted to do some kind of bluff or intimidate or something using my charism to get the crowd pumped up. Jan 24, 2019 9:54 pm
Tyrion stabs forward but human dodges quickly. Still in motion, Tyrion brings the spears blunt end and it collides with the humans head as he falls over.As the last of the opponents fall, the half orc presses a button on the cube and picks it up. You immediately feel a slight shock in your neck bands.
Your form is terrible, all of you, the half-orc looks at the singular dead elf. Somebody get this meat sack off of my arena!
A few young humans come and grab the body, dragging it away.
Petrare looks at the four of you. Potential, limited, but potential. Well Dominus, they are all yours. And he walks away.
After Petrare exits, the Dominus pulls out an electric whip. Gladiators, in line!
Everyone begins to bustle to their spots.
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End combatYour form is terrible, all of you, the half-orc looks at the singular dead elf. Somebody get this meat sack off of my arena!
A few young humans come and grab the body, dragging it away.
Petrare looks at the four of you. Potential, limited, but potential. Well Dominus, they are all yours. And he walks away.
After Petrare exits, the Dominus pulls out an electric whip. Gladiators, in line!
Everyone begins to bustle to their spots.
Jan 25, 2019 4:11 am
Not seeing any avenue for escape Alyndin falls in line with everyone else, being sure to avoid the whip. Now that the festivities are concluded, how about that drink? He says with a smile at the man called Dominus.
Jan 25, 2019 4:14 am
As they are moving into line, the firbolg turns to Alyndin with a nod of respect. "Thank you, human. Your magic is strange, but soothing. I did not expect that fighting would hurt so much."
Then he turns to Conwan with a bit of a smile. "Little one, you are like the badger, fighting with tenacious ferocity. May I ease your pain?"
Then he turns to Conwan with a bit of a smile. "Little one, you are like the badger, fighting with tenacious ferocity. May I ease your pain?"
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Unless Conwan objects, I'll cast Cure Wounds on him.Rolls
Cure Wounds - (1d8+4)
(3) + 4 = 7
Jan 25, 2019 11:59 am
As Alyndin addresses the Dominus, you suddenly feel a sharp pain shoot across your chest as his whip tears and not your flesh. Do not address me as if you just killed a beholder! You managed to defeat four slightly less trained individuals than yourselves. None of you would survive the Arena if you entered today. Now, it’s time to for the gladiators to eat! The gladiators make their way to a room in the back.
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