Sonliin's body crumpled with a thud as the blackened and torn armor hit the floor of the cave, a smoking corpse that was once the servant of Ioun, slain by the foul hydra's onslaught. Slowly, the tendrils of smoke faded away as a hush covered the battlefield, broken in places from the roar by Morgol, gloating in his slaughter.
As the cries of anguish erupted from his companions lips, a faint wisp of bronze colored smoke started from the slain paladin's chest. At first small and faint, then growing in size to fill the cave as crackles of lightning formed in the center of what appeared to be a large dust devil. As the tempo of the mist rapidly accelerated, it started to compact itself into the form of a large bronze colored egg along its axis, with electricity pulsing like a heartbeat in its center, a heavy scent of ozone filling the cave.
Once in the form of a transparent egg, it stopped spinning but then begin to expand and contract, the electricity began to create thunder as the pulse started taking on a physical manifestation, transforming the center into an embryo. At first, it had little form but here and there, small details could be picked out. First the appendages, claws on its arms and legs. Then slowly a pair of wings protruded from its back along with a tail, paper thin scales covering the body. The arms and legs tucked in as the wings and tail wrapped itself to provide protection.
As the egg grew in size, the wings parted to reveal a baby bronze dragon. It started to chip at the inside of its shell, wanting out. A few moments later, it was free, poking its head out, the cries of birth and life echoing through the cavern. Once free. it rapidly grew to become a large bronze dragon. It did not appear to a normal dragon as its form was both mist and not on this plane.
"
Mother, where are you? Father where are you? Tagamut is back. Oh, now I remember, you were slain. The Dragon Queen slew the two of you as you tried to protect us. Grandfather was able to hide us but not you." The bronze dragon said. Sniffing the air, it turned his full fury towards Morgol, "
You, you had a part to play in my Grandfather's disappearance! Feel the wraith of a true dragon, perverted spawn of Tiamat!" The spirit of Tagamat bellowed as it assaulted the hydra a blast of thunder shattering the stillness.
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OOC:Phasing (ignore difficult terrain, pass through creatures) and incorporeal (half damage from attacks) until the end of the encounter.
Standard: Roaring Thunder. Hit Fort 41 for 39 thunder (way too many 1's)
01:54, Today: Sonliin rolled 29,10 using 4d10+17,3d8 with rolls of 1,1,1,9,1,6,3. Roaring Thunder damage.
01:52, Today: Sonliin rolled 41 using 1d20+30 with rolls of 11. Roaring Thunder.
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