Chapter Eight: The Virid Coronation

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Apr 15, 2021 5:52 am
Leth recoils at the impact of the magic projectiles, but recovers quickly.

"Alright then. Try this on." He mutters as he loads two of his six remaining fire arrows onto the string at once.

Rolls

Fire Arrow - (1d20+11, 1d8+8, 1d6)

1d20+11 : (8) + 11 = 19

1d8+8 : (7) + 8 = 15

1d6 : (4) = 4

Fire Arrow 2 - (1d20+11, 1d8+8, 1d6)

1d20+11 : (11) + 11 = 22

1d8+8 : (5) + 8 = 13

1d6 : (1) = 1

Colossus Slayer - (1d8)

(6) = 6

Apr 19, 2021 9:33 pm
Felor points his spear tip at the flying wizard and fires a golden bolt of light towards him.

Cast Guiding Bolt (on a hit the next attack roll made against this target before the end of your next turn has advantage)

Rolls

Guiding Bolt - (1d20+7)

(6) + 7 = 13

Radiant damage - (4d6)

(2131) = 7

Apr 22, 2021 5:12 pm
Zangua rockets up to Gorham and cuts at him with a relentless series of blows, missing only with the blunt end of his glaive. Gorham tumbles backwards and for a fleeting second presents a perfect target for Leth, who puts one flaming arrow into the wizard's leg and another into his shoulder. With a cry, Gorham spirals downward to a rough landing on the roof of the Mastaba as Felor's golden bolt sails past him.

Meanwhile, the Hierophant continues to stand his ground as green sparks crackle and flare at his brow and around his hands and wrists. With a thunderous howl he bashes his staff into the ground again, and for a moment his entire body is wreathed in emerald flames. The devil before him suddenly drops to its knees as if a giant invisible hand placed itself on its neck and shoved it downward. The devil's colors shift strangely, it becomes translucent, and then it is gone. Reeling, the Hierophant staggers backwards, bracing himself against the ground with his staff. Sparks dance around his head.

The banishment of the first devil momentarily turns the tide in the melee between the Six-Pronged Crown and the Hierophant's warriors, who chase the cultists back behind the shelter of the ice walls. Lendras is presumably somewhere behind the walls and cannot be seen.

Atop the Mastaba, Gorham lurches to his feet, shouts a strange word, and flings his hands up into the air. The party is blinded by a brilliant flash of blue light.

Everybody make a Dexterity saving throw.
Apr 22, 2021 5:20 pm
Zangua reels back instinctively and attempts to shield his eyes.

Rolls

Dexterity Save + Ring of Protection - (1d20+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Apr 22, 2021 8:57 pm
Felor quickly turns his head away from the flash.

Rolls

DEX - (1d20+1)

(7) + 1 = 8

Apr 24, 2021 3:40 am
Leth attempts to raise his arm in front of his face in time to block the blinding light.

Rolls

dex save - (1d20+7)

(5) + 7 = 12

Apr 24, 2021 7:35 pm
Sorry Zangua, my mistake -- you weren't in the line of fire.

Zangua watches as a brilliant blue bolt of lightning arcs from Gorham's outstretched arm to the patch of ground where Leth and Felor stand. Dirt and stones explode into the air with a thunderous crack, and Zangua's two companions are tossed like ragdolls.

Edit: After the flash, Leth and Felor find themselves lying prone, staring up at the night sky with sharp waves of pain coursing through their bodies. Felor rolls to his side and sees the Hierophant, his head aflame like an oil-soaked torch, beating the butt of his staff on the ground with a foreboding rhythm. Leth lurches to his knees and orients himself toward the source of the attack. He sees a devil fade from view before the overlapping ice walls, Gorham rising into the sky above. One of the walls cracks; sheets of ice begin to slough off. Leth and Felor stagger to their feet as somebody -- a cultist or ally, who can say -- lets out a dying wail.

Party members, it is your turn again.

Rolls

Lightning Bolt damage to Leth - (8d6)

(34666656) = 42

Lightning Bolt damage to Felor - (8d6)

(51164222) = 23

Apr 25, 2021 9:47 pm
As Felor's blinded by the flash he instinctively reaches out a hand towards Leth, channelling divine energy from the almighty Fjorgyn to shield his companion from some of the damage.

Use my Reaction to use Dampen Elements to grant Leth resistance to Lightning damage.

How far away is Gorham? Specifically in terms of a 20/60 range thrown weapon.
Last edited April 25, 2021 9:49 pm
Apr 27, 2021 3:47 pm
He's about 80' away when on top of the Mastaba and of course flying adds some vertical distance. Should have caught that with the Hold Person spell, oops.

Leth, you take half damage from the Lightning Bolt. You and Zangua can take your turns.
Apr 27, 2021 4:29 pm
Zangua chases after Gorham after mentally recovering from the unexpected blast of lightning. Not wanting to risk another bolt affecting him or his companions, Zangua tries to bring Gorham down from the sky with a few well-placed blows from his glaive.

Rolls

Glaive +2, Slashing Damage - (1d20+10, 1d10+7)

1d20+10 : (8) + 10 = 18

1d10+7 : (2) + 7 = 9

Extra Attack, Slashing Damage - (1d20+10, 1d10+7)

1d20+10 : (19) + 10 = 29

1d10+7 : (1) + 7 = 8

Bonus Action Attack, Bludgeoning Damage - (1d20+10, 1d4+7)

1d20+10 : (4) + 10 = 14

1d4+7 : (3) + 7 = 10

Critical Hit on natural 19 - (1d10)

(9) = 9

Apr 27, 2021 4:55 pm
In the final seconds as Zangua darts toward Gorham, the sorcerer looks up and a look of utter mad delight seizes his face. "He comes! He comes!" Gorham cries out to no-one in particular. "He comes, as prom--"

The words are never finished, and whatever deliverance comes from the skies, Gorham will not see it. The first flying sweep of Zangua's glaive takes Gorham's head from his shoulders, sending it tumbling down to the roof of the Mastaba below. A moment later, Gorham's body follows.

On the ground below, the rest of the devils are beginning to fade from existence, but the cultists are still fighting for their lives against what remains of the Hierophant's fighters, even as the ice walls crumble and collapse. Suddenly, Leth and Felor see a figure spring up on top of the Pharate: Lendras has finally reached her objective. She raises the vorpal sword up high, and falling to her knees plunges it into the chrysalis-like abomination below.

A thick rush of boiling black steam bursts from the wound with a roar. Lendras screams, sharply, for a brief moment, and then is silent.

Oblivious to the chaos unfolding below, Zangua looks up to see what had captured Gorham's attention in his last seconds. He sees a winged white shadow circling high up in the starry sky.

The party members are no longer engaged in combat for now. Anyone may take an action.
Apr 27, 2021 5:20 pm
"Well, dammit," mutters Zangua, his eyes watching the shadow above. He heads back down to rejoin his companions, and asks, "What's going on?"
Apr 28, 2021 8:08 pm
"By Fjorgyn's mighty fist! We have finally stopped that bast-" Felor trails off as he follows Zangua's gaze upwards and spots the winged shape in the sky.
Apr 29, 2021 2:09 am
The white shadow begins to descend in a long spiral over the northern half of the city, revealing a draconic shape.

Before you, ice and slush are all that remain of the ice walls. The devils are gone, cast back to Hell, and the cultists who remain alive -- outnumbering the Hierophant's remaining warriors by more than a few -- stand transfixed at the sight of the horror descending from above, or the remains of the Pharate expiring anticlimactically in front of them, a collapsing and venting shell belching out gray sludge and black steam.

Not far to your right, the skeletal form of the Hierophant smolders prostrate on the ground, still clutching his staff, green flames nibbling away at the flesh of his skull.

Any party member may take an action.
Apr 29, 2021 5:29 pm
"Anybody fought a dragon before?" Zangua asks with a smirk.
OOC:
No action yet, except to Ready a Dodge if the draconic shape attacks.
Apr 30, 2021 5:46 am
Leth shakes his head slowly.

"That's a new one for me." He glances at the headless corpse of Gorham, then at the Pharate, and finally back to the dragon, before downing a dose of healing potion.

"And here I thought we'd won...."

Rolls

Assuming a standard potion of healing from the gourd lendras gave me? - (2d4+2)

(34) + 2 = 9

Apr 30, 2021 3:46 pm
The dragon wheels around sharply to the right, descending fast toward the Isle of Ilhaz.

All of you -- the party, the cultists, and the guardsmen and cityfolk who remain to bear witness -- recoil or cry out as the dragon lands atop the Mastaba at frightening speed. Chunks of rock and masonry fly from where its claws take purchase. Easily forty feet long, the dragon is white with patches of mottle gray and pale blue. A long crest and horns extend back from its head, and along its body scars and missing scales evince past battles. The dragon flexes to steady itself, then looks down at the roof of the Mastaba. It snorts disdainfully, releasing a cloud of icy spray, and flicks its tail, swatting two objects off of the roof of the Mastaba: the head and body of Gavrel Gorham. The body lands near the remains of the Pharate while the head rolls away toward a cultist, who kneels over it but does not touch it.

The dragon raises its head and looks down at the people gathered before it. Its yellowy eyes seem to hold more reptilian cunning than intellect, but you can read confusion and vexation in the creature's visage.

"Gods, spare us!" a woman cries from somewhere behind you.
Apr 30, 2021 3:52 pm
"Well, I had never fought an ice demon before, either," Zangua says to the group with a chuckle. "Might as well drive off a dragon and call it a day?"

He advances towards the icy monster, his eyes grim with a solider's realization of the precarious edge he finds himself on, between life and death.
Apr 30, 2021 6:16 pm
"Dragons are smart, right? Maybe we can talk to it." Leth suggests. "Though I don't remember which ones are good and which ones are bad..." He says, furrowing his brow as he tries to remember.

Can I do a check to see what Leth knows of white dragons? Can it be reasoned with, also, what is it capable of and does it have any weaknesses lol
May 1, 2021 1:01 am
Sure, you can give me an Arcana check.
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