Dorn's Deep

HP: 58/156
THP: 20
AC: 16
Size: Huge

Things are not as they seem with the dwarven sorcerer, as the lightning surges through him, he channels the energy into his axe shrugging off most of the lightning.

Reo casts absorb elements vs lightning breath.

"Yer rebuke refreshes me, friend. I wouldn't fight ye if ye permitted, but this dwerf too has fangs."

Reòthadh readies his action to grapple the Behir should it continue attacking.

Breathing heavily the dwarf chuckles to himself, he hasn't had this much fun in years. Once more a sheen of ice coats the sorcerer, preparing himself for resistance.

Reòthadh casts Armor of Agathys at 3rd level using quicken spell.

"Jus fer safe measure...."

Last edited February 10, 2019 6:51 pm

Rolls

Concentration Save 1 DC 15 - (1d20+9)

(16) + 9 = 25

Concentration Save 2 DC 19 - (1d20+9)

(18) + 9 = 27

Feb 10, 2019 8:07 pm

Jabbbahut Inactive forever!

Alalla is unsurprised by Nym's departure, but curses all the same. She quickly unslings her bow- a hand-me-down from a Zenithral- and returns it to him. She then lays into the behir.

behir takes 26 damage

HP: 83/144
AC: 22

Last edited February 11, 2019 5:36 pm

Rolls

Attack 1 - (1d20+10)

(4) + 10 = 14

Attack 2 - (1d20+10)

(7) + 10 = 17

Damage - (2d10+5, 2d6)

2d10+5 : (410) + 5 = 19

2d6 : (43) = 7

Attack 3 - (1d20+10)

(4) + 10 = 14

Ug

Feb 10, 2019 9:05 pm

yaroto98 Inactive forever!

aa the poison seeps through Ugs veins, the barbarian fights on. Similar to the hairy beasts at the entrance, Ug feels this creature has no intention of playing nice. Remembering his studying as a chef, he knows that even a moments hesitation can turn magnificent meal into goblin dung. Ug continues his barrage, cracking the bones in the creatures tail to throw it off balance.

ug deals 79 damage and 7 cold damage. Big has lost some of its motion control and is "prone". Twice. [color]

[color="red"]Ug hp: 4

Last edited February 11, 2019 12:53 am

Rolls

Attack 1 - (1d20+6)

(16) + 6 = 22

Attack 1 adv - (1d20+6)

(10) + 6 = 16

Attack 2 - (1d20+6)

(12) + 6 = 18

Attack 2 adv - (1d20+6)

(14) + 6 = 20

Damage 2x - (2d12+38)

(116) + 38 = 55

Cold damage 2x - (2d4)

(13) = 4

Attack 3 - (1d20+6)

(18) + 6 = 24

Attack 3 adv - (1d20+6)

(14) + 6 = 20

Attack 3 damage - (1d12+19)

(5) + 19 = 24

Cold - (1d4)

(3) = 3

Vincent

Feb 10, 2019 9:25 pm

Africhik Inactive forever!

Knowing the language of the mind isn't limited like normal languages. "Hello, we don't want to hurt you. If you stop attacking so will we. Would you like a sandwich?"

Vincent's arrow shimmers.

Vincent casts True Strike, takes the dodge action 1ki. Behir takes 10 necro damage.

HP:17/87 (+18 Ras HP)
AC:18
Ki:4/7
SS:3/3
SpecterHP:3/22

Last edited February 11, 2019 2:16 am

Rolls

Specter attack - (1d20+4)

(16) + 4 = 20

Specter damage - (3d6)

(226) = 10

Persuasion - (1d20+2)

(16) + 2 = 18

Rastix Bafflestone

Feb 10, 2019 11:38 pm

Ras reels as he's hit by a fireball and then almost frozen. His little body shivers, but he grits his teeth and thinks only of his friends. With a shaking hand, he reaches out to touch Vincent's hand to heal him. (Vincent gets 18 HP)

Then, moving carefully, he makes his way to Ug and touches Ug's leg for more healing. (Ug gets 24HP)

Ras steps back, staggering slightly, but watching his friends closely.

HP 16/101
AC 19

Last edited February 10, 2019 11:40 pm

Rolls

Cure Wounds Vincent - (3d8+5)

(634) + 5 = 18

Cure Wounds Ug - (4d8+5)

(8812) + 5 = 24

Araklusta

Feb 11, 2019 2:45 am

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Rolls

Lightning breath recharge - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Feb 11, 2019 4:00 pm

Zenithral spins his bow with golden light, deflecting the blast of frigid wind and shards of ice. (Uses Indomitable to reroll the CON save, passes, and casts Absorb Elements to only take 9 damage instead)

He doesn't respond to Alalla's remark but snatches up his old bow when she tosses it to him. Had he been in a better mood, he would have made a quip about regifting wedding presents.

Zenithral hovers towards the right passage where the Spellsword stood and fires an arrow into Malavon just to be sure the mage is dead. Rippling often meant either illusion or transmutation magic, and he wouldn't have the scoundrel live another moment. (7 damage to Malavon)

He turns his attention to the massive blue creature and begins shooting, but he's been so used to the ease and power of Kaylessa's bow. One of the shots simply deflects off of its thick scales, so Zenithral redirects it to Malavon. (Another 25 damage to Malavon)

Out of 1st level spell slots
HP 68/98
AC 17
Near the right passage

Alalla still has +2 AC

Last edited February 11, 2019 4:13 pm

Rolls

Indomidable (DC 18 CON save) - (1d20+6)

(16) + 6 = 22

Longbow 1 vs Malavon - (1d20+10, 1d8+5)

1d20+10 : (5) + 10 = 15

1d8+5 : (4) + 5 = 9

Investigation (Is he REALLY dead?!) - (1d20+7)

(9) + 7 = 16

Longbow 2 vs Behir - (1d20+10)

(4) + 10 = 14

Longbow 3 vs Behir - (1d20+10)

(2) + 10 = 12

Curving Shot vs Malavon ('Cause why not?) - (1d20+10)

(8) + 10 = 18

Damage - (1d8+17)

(8) + 17 = 25

Concentration - (1d20+6)

(18) + 6 = 24

Araklusta

Feb 11, 2019 5:04 pm

The behir reels from the blows and pulls back. Moving incredibly fast for its bulk and oriented facing the wrong direction, it scuttles backwards down the corridor and turns a corner into the fungus-filled entry hall (Behir disengages and scampers away. It has a very high walking speed with those 12 legs! It only has 28 hp left, so you can follow or not).

Zenithral's arrows pound into Malavon's corpse, but with crunches as though they have hit gravel or packed sand instead. A pool of liquid forms around the body, but it is clear like water. Not blood.

Araklusta

Feb 11, 2019 5:28 pm

OOC:

Also, making a change in how we handle Inspiration. You can check it out here...

Feb 11, 2019 5:42 pm

yaroto98 Inactive forever!

"What?!" Zenithral grabs the Spellsword's sword from the ground and flies over to Malavon's corpse, inspecting it. What kind of magic could do this? Was he a clone? A decoy? Or was Malavon not entirely drow? He's inclined to believe the former...

He pokes it. The image ripple. Snow...? "A simulacrum...!" Zenithral announces with disgust. "A magical copy. It wasn't really Malavon."

Zenithral summons Fluphy. Can you sense the imp here? Try to speak to him. Ask him to converse with me.

Last edited February 11, 2019 5:52 pm

Rolls

Arcana - (1d20+7)

(14) + 7 = 21

Vincent

Feb 11, 2019 5:45 pm

Vincent raises his hand to hold back the party. "I promised the Behir he could live if he stopped fighting us. Though, I also promised him a sandwich, and he seems to have run off..."

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Feb 11, 2019 5:53 pm

Alalla nods and collects and sheaths her weapons. "A sandwich probably wouldn't go very far for a beast like that."

She approaches the balcony and looks up at Zenithral inspecting the wizards corpse. She can hardly believe he is here. But business first. "So the wizard could be anywhere?"

Feb 11, 2019 5:58 pm

Zenithral nods ruefully. "Just about anywhere, yes. He went against direct orders from his superior. We were supposed to be set free without harm. I suppose that does mean I don't need to hold up my end of the bargain..."

He investigates "Nancy"'s body. Vincent and Alalla seemed unphased by the gruesome death. Probably another illusion...but he should check anyway...

Last edited February 11, 2019 6:00 pm

Rolls

Investigation - (1d20+7)

(14) + 7 = 21

Feb 11, 2019 6:03 pm

Alalla mutters a curse under her breath. "Angry, loose wizards are my favourite." She watches Zen for a moment, brow creased. "What bargain was that?"

Feb 11, 2019 6:16 pm

Zenithral sighs as "Nancy" disappears, his radiant wings disintegrate, and he descends the stairs.

"Do you remember Presio's war journal? Ilmadia. She is the head of Dorn's Deep. And my mother. And the twins' mother. The demiplane was Malavon's. I was captured and wound up here. Ilmadia promised that I would be set free and all of us would be able to leave without harm if I promised to leave the north and tell her where the twins were." He grimaces. "I told her where the twins were, but I cannot be held accountable to a promise to leave the north when her promise was not fulfilled."

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Feb 11, 2019 6:25 pm

"Oh. Okay." Alalla closes her eyes and scratches an eyebrow as she tries to organize her reeling mind. "Your mother, head of this hell-hole. Alright." Al looks up. "Is your mother here?"

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Feb 11, 2019 6:31 pm

"Doubtful." he replies. "She went off in a rush when I told her they were in Kuldahar. She seemed very concerned. Have any of you heard anything about further attacks on Kuldahar, or something?"

Feb 11, 2019 6:52 pm

MrTiberius Inactive forever!

Alalla shakes her head. "No. We were just there, actually. I had to tell Halla and the twins that you were as good as dead. They had a little more faith in you, but..." she shrugs with a slight grimace, "hope is not one of my strengths. Zenithral, do you think your mother went to collect Harmony and Valiance?" Al grinds her glaive into the stone anxiously. "I'm worried that won't go over well with Halla."

Reòthadh

Feb 11, 2019 7:54 pm