Lac Dinneshere
The new chieftain dwarf makes eye contact with Erinyes. Gripping his axe, hoping he has not exhausted himself fully, he prepares for another battle. Pointing his axe at Erinyes, he turns to Chief Skaudmol.
"Chief Skaudmol, I believe there is already a fiend among us. We must not allow her to escape."
Reòthad converts 7 sorcery points into one 5th level spell slot as a bonus action.
HP: 216/216
AC: 18
"We do not bargain with fiends for that which is our own."
Launching a ribbon of light at Erinyes, the sorcerer runs toward the fiend and slashes with his axe.
Reòthadh casts booming blade, uses his reaction, and launches a star as a bonus action. Erinyes take 22 radiant damage.
Rolls
Crown of stars - (1d20+9)
(14) + 9 = 23
Frostbrand attack - (1d20+9)
(4) + 9 = 13
Booming Blade - (1d20+9)
(7) + 9 = 16
Crown of stars damage - (4d12)
(9139) = 22
Skaudmol echoes her cry and charges in with his greatsword. The nearest barbarians follow his lead.
Rolls
Skaudmol vs Erinyes (2 attacks) - (1d20+9, 1d20+9)
1d20+9 : (3) + 9 = 12
1d20+9 : (16) + 9 = 25
dmg to erinyes - (4d6+5)
(1566) + 5 = 23
Tansia vs Erinyes (2 attacks, bless) - (1d20+6, 1d4, 1d20+6, 1d4)
1d20+6 : (6) + 6 = 12
1d4 : (3) = 3
1d20+6 : (16) + 6 = 22
1d4 : (1) = 1
dmg to Erinyes - (1d6+3)
(4) + 3 = 7
berserkers vs Erinyes (5 attacks, adv) - (2d20+5, 2d20+5, 2d20+5, 2d20+5, 2d20+5)
2d20+5 : (34) + 5 = 12
2d20+5 : (1419) + 5 = 38
2d20+5 : (1018) + 5 = 33
2d20+5 : (135) + 5 = 23
2d20+5 : (518) + 5 = 28
dmg to Eryinyes - (3d12+9)
(11912) + 9 = 41
It sidesteps a humongous swing from Skaudmol’s sword, then bends backward at a ninety degree angle to avoid Reothadh’s humming weapon, even as its own sword simultaneously picks off an incoming axe with seemingly little effort. Of all the attacks against it so far, it is Reothadh’s flung star of light that burns the fiend the most (Parries one of the barbarians' attacks with its reaction).
With a cry of disdain, the eryinyes whips an enchanted rope from its belt and flings it at the dwarf, entangling him of its own accord (Reo is restrained, escape DC 15). Holding the other end of the rope in its hand, the devil grins and shrugs its shoulders. Crimson feathered wings immediately blossom outward from its back. The fiend pokes trapped Reothadh with its sword, though the sorcerer's tough body rejects the worst effects of its poisoned blade (Reo takes 10 slashing damage and after resistance 10 more poison damage).
"Let us leave this rabble behind. Should I kill you myself, or take you to Belhifet?" The wings beat, and the erinyes rises into the air, sword once more flashing to block one of Skaudmol’s mighty swings (Parries Skaudmol's opportunity attack).
A moment later, Reothadh also leaves the ground, pulled skyward by the enchanted rope (Reo is 40 ft off the ground, Erinyes is 20 feet above him).
HP: 155/216
AC: 18
Rolls
Reo dex save DC 15 - (1d20+1)
(13) + 1 = 14
Erinyes vs Reo (adv) - (1d20+8, 1d20+8)
1d20+8 : (4) + 8 = 12
1d20+8 : (11) + 8 = 19
dmg to Reo (slashing, poison) - (1d8+4, 3d8)
1d8+4 : (6) + 4 = 10
3d8 : (588) = 21
Skaudmol opp attack vs eryinyes - (1d20+9)
(10) + 9 = 19
berserker opp attacks vs erinyes (5) - (5d20+5)
(486515) + 5 = 43
dmg to erinyes - (1d12+5)
(11) + 5 = 16
oops roll - (1d12+3)
(7) + 3 = 10
Reòthadh quickens enlarge on himself, using his rage of fallen Ostoria. As an action he tries to grapple Erinyes.
HP: 153/167
AC: 18
Size: HUGE
Rolls
Grapple - (1d20+9)
(16) + 9 = 25
Advantage - (1d20+9)
(15) + 9 = 24
Both fall...
And then both slam into the ground. The fiend tries to right itself, but Reòthadh’s grip is absolute. It flails its sword against his mighty fist, but can do little to truly harm him (Reo takes 12 slashing damage, and after resistance another 10 poison damage).
And then the barbarians descend, weapons chopping at the trapped fiend. All it can do is cry out in rage as even mortal weapons leave their mark.
Rolls
Erinyes contested athletics - (1d20+4)
(12) + 4 = 16
Fall dmg to reo - (4d6)
(4423) = 13
Fall dmg to Erinyes - (6d6)
(312445) = 19
Reo concentration save DC 10 - (1d20+11)
(12) + 11 = 23
Erinyes vs Reo (3 attacks, disadv) - (2d20+8, 2d20+8, 2d20+8)
2d20+8 : (152) + 8 = 25
2d20+8 : (1915) + 8 = 42
2d20+8 : (161) + 8 = 25
Dmg to Reo (slashing, poison) - (1d10+4, 3d8)
1d10+4 : (8) + 4 = 12
3d8 : (776) = 20
As confusion and panic turn to anger, it sounds as though members of the different tribes may come to blows.
With the confusion among the tribes, the new chieftain of chiefs calls for his chiefs and all that can hear his voice to listen.
"Hear yer new chieftain o’ chiefs, steady yer hands. The false chieftain Jerrod has fallen, he seeking power would have used the great tribes to serve the fallen dragon Icasaracht’s spirit in returning. He would have sold ye to be slaves to devils. These fiends now seek to open a doorway into the Nine Hells and flood this world in their number. Swear ye now to serve yer chieftain o’ chiefs an spread word of his deeds ‘Reòthadh, champion o’ the North, giantborn, slayer o’ dragons, an chieftain o’ chiefs.’ Now is the time for the tribes to unite, to protect the beauty an ferocity o’ the North."
Size: still huge.
Rolls
Persuasion - (1d20+9)
(5) + 9 = 14
Inspiration - (1d20+9)
(1) + 9 = 10
Tansia, standing alongside Reòthadh’s kneecap, mutters a curse as she watches some of her people withdraw. "You cannot blame them. Not entirely. That awful tower has a way of scrambling minds. It’s a wonder that you’ve managed to change the minds of any of my people."
She looks up - far up - to meet Reòthadh’s eyes. "But I believe that you will find some way to save the rest of them. Though the blood that runs through your veins is not the same as ours, your connection to the North and its wilds is obvious."
The woman reaches for the shimmering sash around her waist and unties it. Its sparkle does not diminish. "This was my -" She swallows and tries again. "This is the Tribe of the Elk’s greatest possession. I entrust it to you, Chief of Chiefs, to use its power to free the rest of our people."
"The tower must be torn down, but how a dwerf does not know. What would this one’s chiefs counsel be to lay siege?"
Releasing his magic, Reòthadh once more returns to his natural size.
"Tis easier to listen when the ears are closer to the ground eh?"