Combat Simulator

Gharn, getting scorched by the flame sphere, howled in pain as he instinctively slashed his sword bellowing "Booming blade!" and took a few quick steps back as he reached for his inner stamina deposits invoking the Second wind technique.

Gharn Greycastle
HP 19/28
AC 20
Action surge 0/1
Second wind 0/1
Spell slots 1/2
Bullets (6)/36
Zone x-1

The magically coated blade collided with the armor like white light, once again pushing through and slashing the man across the chest. Blood begins to soak into the bandages wrapped about his torso. For a moment exertion crosses his features.
It quickly fades into his usual blank stare.
The Bandaged man clenches his fist, and the flaming white sphere begins its pursuit. Once again intending to slam into its prey.
Make another Dex save.
Bandaged Man
HP (???-23)
AC:14
DC:15
HL(6/6)
PM(1/2)
Zone:X

Gharn tries to dodge the speeding sphere,but it appears to curve at the last moment and strike him at the back.
His eyes burn with anger, as he charges towards the bandaged man once again but he misses him.

Gharn Greycastle
HP 14/28
AC 20
Action surge 0/1
Second wind 0/1
Spell slots 1/2
Bullets (6)/36

As the fight wears on, the emotions once again return to the Bandaged Man’s features. The maliciousness once again flashes in his eyes and the evil smile spreads across his features.
He bats the sword aside with the back of his hand, fires off yet another blast from his other hand.
Bandaged Man
HP (???-23)
AC: 14
DC: 15
HL (6/6)
PM (1/2)

The whip quickly binds his arms to his sides.
He tries to wriggle free but is caught by the tight bind of the leather whip.
The Bandaged Man cocks his head as he ponders the question.

" I aM a MoNsTeR...
ThIs Is WhAt MoNsTeRs Do.
His voice sounds off, like he’s struggling to against something to speak them.

The Bandaged Man seems to regain more of his mental faculties.
"Monsters... are what people don’t want to see, or deal with, or understand.
I’ve been a monster since the beginning, Allaya is their protector, your protector, wether they know it or want it."

"The shackles are for your protection, they limit what i can do, and for my sake to make it easier to hurt you. Puts me back in a certain state of mind from my past.
As for help, no. I made a deal with Allaya a long time ago. This is just one of the conditions.

He paused for a moment to ponder.
"As for Allaya, it’s the collective concept of all mortals will to survive. Humans just happen to be the majority."

The Bandaged Man sags his shoulders.
" I don’t like to hurt good people, but I wasn’t always like that, the shackles limit my abilities, and access that hatred. Makes me a good training dummy."
He looks you in the eyes, a look of remorse and pity deep within them.
"As for the point, apparently you have some kind of destiny. A destiny that’s gonna put you on a path of suffering and hardship, one where things aren’t what they seem, and your foes will be far stronger than you.
So this is to prepare you for those hard fights, and to teach you a certain lesson.
Ask your questions, I owe you that much, but the only way this ends is if you kill me."

The Bandaged Man chuckled.
"You sure have a lot of questions, but I did say I’d answer em.
My name is Phoenix Vey, and I went through exactly what you’re going through now.
Allaya has taken a liking to you, and wants to recruit you. Like it did with me so very long ago."

"I did die a very long time ago, or at least a long time ago for me. Time is tricky, I might not have even died yet in your timeline, but eventually I will, and so my soul ends up here, at the Throne of Heroes. A place outside of time and space, that collects records of mortal kinds greatest heroes.
As for what Allaya wants, it wants you to join the Counter Force."

Phoenix just shrugs.
"Trust me I get it, it’s a lot to try to grasp all at once. But you’re a mage right? All this stuff can’t be all that unfeasible.
Let’s not dive into unnecessary details, we can save it for another dream.
As for the Counter Force, there’s only two things you need to know.
One: It’s the thing that keeps what goes bump in the night from dragging mortal kind into oblivion. The World’s collection of nameless heroes who commit heroics and atrocities in equal measure just to make sure that things stay the same.
Two: No matter how desperate the situation, no matter how tempting the deal. Never agree to join the Counter Force."
A deadly seriousness flash in his eyes with the last statement.

"The keyword there is yet, you haven’t done anything yet. Allaya simple knows things, where disaster strikes, a person’s capacity for greatness, but it has limitations. It can’t directly do anything to change the atrocities and catastrophes it knows about. So it makes deals, calls upon heroes to preserve the innocent, or so it says. It can’t force you to do anything, so it waits, preys upon your desire to help and protect those around you, waits until you’re in a situation where you’re desperate enough to sacrifice anything to change what’s happening. Then it whispers in your ear, offers the power necessary to win the day, all for the simple price of protecting mortal kind after you’ve lived your life to its end.
Don’t make my mistake, sometimes you have to lose things, never join the Counter Force."