The Night Blade (4th level)
"Well now where've they gone?" One man stops close to Celia's hiding place. She can smell the stink of urine wafting from his boots. "Maybe Strangleberries scared them off. I hope the poor blights took to the weeds!" Malicious chuckles follow from the rest of the group. "Since they hacked their way through this far, I doubt they know our tricks for getting through this poisonous crap."
Rolls
Constitution Check V Poison - (1D20+3)
(4) + 3 = 7
Rolls
Con save - (1d20+4)
(18) + 4 = 22
Rolls
poison dmg - (2d6)
(25) = 7
A hard, almost painful sounding, swallow and then Tok'ra opened their mouth and splayed out their hands as if displaying playing cards
while whispering,
"m̩̻͉̣͔͙̣̋̽͌́̊̌̚i̝̫̤͌ͨͫͬ̄́s̳̩̮͎̝͉̟̬ͨ͛i̜̰̩̖̻̗͒ͪ͐ͨ̆ͣ͂ͅl̜̩̻̱̼̮͓͋̅ ̞̝̣̐̃͊̔̏ͧ̈́͛ͅm̻̮͙͇̭̄ͫͅa̗̲̞̲͎͕̗̞̽̀̾͑j̬̦͇̬̲͎͙̠̣̅ͩ̆i̝̟̫̣̻̝̤ͤͨ̈k̮͎̫̲̽̊͊͐̽̐ "
Three points of teal light hover above the splayed fingers before elongating into dart shapes and flying off behind the dwarf in a blink.
Streaking across the quite night into the bandit that just spoke...
Rolls
Magic missile 1 - (1D4+1)
(1) + 1 = 2
Magic missile 2 - (1D4+1)
(4) + 1 = 5
Magic missile 3 - (1D4+1)
(4) + 1 = 5
The other three bandits curse and wave their weapons into the night air.
"They killed Corban!"
"Do you see them?"
"The lights came from over there!"
AC 12
HP 11
Bandit 3
AC 12
HP 11
Bandit 4
AC 12
HP 11
Attack again from the same position and hope their friends hold off any more attacks.
Again the half-elven Tok'ra opens their mouth and splays out their hands as if displaying playing cards
while whispering,
"m̩̻͉̣͔͙̣̋̽͌́̊̌̚i̝̫̤͌ͨͫͬ̄́s̳̩̮͎̝͉̟̬ͨ͛i̜̰̩̖̻̗͒ͪ͐ͨ̆ͣ͂ͅl̜̩̻̱̼̮͓͋̅ ̞̝̣̐̃͊̔̏ͧ̈́͛ͅm̻̮͙͇̭̄ͫͅa̗̲̞̲͎͕̗̞̽̀̾͑j̬̦͇̬̲͎͙̠̣̅ͩ̆i̝̟̫̣̻̝̤ͤͨ̈k̮͎̫̲̽̊͊͐̽̐ "
Three points of teal light hover above the splayed fingers before elongating into dart shapes and flying off into Bandit 2...
Perfectly skewing Bandit 2 with teal force bolts.
The body drops into the grass.
Rolls
Magic Missile 3 - (1D4+1)
(1) + 1 = 2
Magic Missile 2 - (1D4+1)
(4) + 1 = 5
Magic Missile 1 - (1D4+1)
(3) + 1 = 4
The sword tears into his neck with a cracking sound as it fractures his collarbone. She pulls the sword back and stabs it through his neck, in the hopes of quieting any screams.
Rolls
Attack (Advantage) - (1d20+5, 1d20+5)
1d20+5 : (15) + 5 = 20
1d20+5 : (11) + 5 = 16
Damage - (2d6+3)
(45) + 3 = 12
The last bandit shakily levels a crossbow at Tok'ra and looses a bolt, but it goes wide and whistles off into the darkness. The bandit stares with wide as he realizes he is the only one left. He drops his crossbow and runs into the weeds towards the watchtower. He doesn't seem to be bothered by the poisonous plants.
Rolls
bandit 2 vs Celia - (1d20+3)
(14) + 3 = 17
bandit 3 vs Celia - (1d20+3)
(15) + 3 = 18
dmg to Celia - (1d6+1)
(6) + 1 = 7
bandit 4 vs Tok'ra - (1d20+3)
(7) + 3 = 10
Rolls
Nature/Perception - (1D20)
(10) = 10