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Rolls
Battle Ax Melee Attack - (1d20+5)
(15) + 5 = 20
Rolls
Damage - (1d8+5)
(1) + 5 = 6
Rolls
Attack on tentacle - (1d20+5)
(18) + 5 = 23
Damage on tentacle - (1d10+5)
(7) + 5 = 12
Bonus attack on tentacle - (1d20+5)
(16) + 5 = 21
Bonus attack damage - (1d4+5)
(3) + 5 = 8
In the meantime, the mass is changing. It cracks from within, and a slime-covered appendage emerges; a black, misshapen, three-fingered hand reaches out from the mass, tipped with razor-sharp, serrated claws. Either the mass extends deep into the rock, or it is as much a portal as it is an egg.
Rolls
Grub attacks Barendd - (1d20+1)
(11) + 1 = 12
INITIATIVE ORDER
1. Iman*, Kit*
2. 1 grub (at front rank, taken 5 damage)
3. Pageflap, Raishe, Barendd, Aegar
* already taken turns this round.
BATTLE FEATURES: Make use of these features narratively. If you do something cool with the features I might grant inspiration or a one-time effect. Monsters can also make use of these features.
1. Steamy fog
2. Brightly glowing cancerous mass with hand coming out of it (7 surges, almost destroyed)
FORMATION:
Front: Barendd, Aegar
Middle: Raishe, Iman
Back: Kit, Pageflap
Barendd uses his two handaxes to chop first at the eggsack portal second at the hand coming out of it.
Rolls
First attack - (1d20+5)
(16) + 5 = 21
Second attack - (1d20+5)
(16) + 5 = 21
First damage - (1d6+3)
(5) + 3 = 8
Second damage - (1d6)
(3) = 3
At once, the light stops and the mass sends out a shockwave in its death throes, threatening to knock Barendd backward. It then crumbles to ash.
Rolls
Constitution saving throw - (1d20+4)
(12) + 4 = 16
Rolls
Strength save - (1d20+5)
(15) + 5 = 20
Constitution save - (1d20+5)
(16) + 5 = 21
This might make some interesting tattoo ink.
Rolls
CON save - (1d20+2)
(14) + 2 = 16
As Barendd finishes collecting his supply he looks around the cave and grabs the claw that he had chopped off the hand coming out of the pulsing mass.
This looks interesting. I'll hold onto it, it could make a good trophy at the very least.
Barendd then wraps the claw in the emblem he had torn from the bandits early and puts it into his boot next to the bolt that had stuck him in the chest.
He sinks to the floor and holds his head in his hands. Slugs with acid for blood, he mutters. Throbbing egg sacs. Tentacles. So damn hot down here. He looks up with tears in his eyes. My magicks are meant to entertain. To illuminate the human condition. To speak truth to power. I fear I am ill-suited to this life of violence and death.
Rolls
Con save - (1d20+2)
(8) + 2 = 10