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wlake.gmtn GM, 17 posts Tue 15 Feb 2022 at 01:01 |
How the river shifted course and the orcs filed off in a huff and puff without letting the rustle of the trees hit them in the ass on the way through the wood. The boundaries delimiting the Aruun Forest leaves a scent in the air that could be anything from humus to peat and there is a savannah-like climate surrounding the forest where sits some of the villages of the Earth Mother, frosty grasses cracking with steps, each accompanying a beautiful view of the Sea that sits like the Aegean upon a crux of national interests. The sword grass scattered throughout the plains was sown by some of the ancienty drow when orc experiments with greek fire forced a diaspora upon the exiled and tear0driven trailblazers. Your reasons for being in Baden's Bluff are your own, but you heard that there was a demon who destroyed a lakeside city which the gnomes were so busy barging to, but getting so big, the demon set a pack of blink dogs to hunt down those who had bottled the essence of the power nexuses. The city's magical defenses crumbled, and soon after, the buildings themselves. | |||||
Lady Maevre player, 23 posts Tue 15 Feb 2022 at 12:56 |
"So much for 'come for a dance at our ball'." they'd been invited to see Lord and Lady Hassingtail who had a nice lakeside mansion... now burning and smoking "What do you think? Should we 'get the hell out of here', or go investigate? Maybe get to the Hassingtails and see if they need help: they were pleasant enough company when we met them at the last town..." OOC Spot 22 Just a totally invented reason: we meet the Hassingtails at the previous town, they invited us, and here we are! | |||||
Lady Chessintra player, 30 posts Tue 15 Feb 2022 at 20:39 |
"So what should we do now. she said as a loud thought. "We should investigate and see what is going on or why this happened. she replied to her companion. "I'm not able to fly like some people but I can try to move silently through the woods and use them to help camouflage myself. | |||||
Lady Maevre player, 24 posts Tue 15 Feb 2022 at 20:49 |
"I'm strong enough to fly with you in an emergency" Maevre said "Not for long distances obviously! But if we are ambushed and feel we need to flee that is an option. Thinking on what you are saying: the advantage of the woods is that we are less likely to be seen. The advantage of flying is that we are more likely to see things. Given the rumours I've been hearing, I do like your plan" Mavre picked up the back pack she'd left behind while flying and folded away her wings. "Shall we go dear?" While Maevre wasn't using any magics to help her be concealed, she did seem reasonably familiar with the arts of moving unseen as she headed in the direction Lady Chessintra had suggested Spot 22 Hide 24 Move silently 19 | |||||
wlake.gmtn GM, 19 posts Wed 16 Feb 2022 at 00:04 |
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Lady Maevre player, 34 posts Sun 20 Feb 2022 at 16:16 |
It didn't really matter though. One moment they had been casually exploring and now they were fighting for their lives, perhaps even the lives of the people with them. Spending time trying to understand anything wasn't going to help "You get the blink dog" she had no idea why the blink dog was attacking them, or why it mattered, or where it had come from... then again being blink dog that was kind of the point "I'll go for the demon" There was a flickering blur, a shadow closed, a shadow open and the daughter of the Queen and Air and Darkness used the powers granted her by her heritage to appear in the air just above and behind the demon Drawing her two handing weapon of doomy death she set about about unleashing some of that death upon the mysterious demon. Knowing they were hard to hit she looked for the essence of it, a way to strike the being of the demon itself, Actions
Summary: If AC is >20 no damage If AC is 17+ 9 damage If AC is 16 21 damage If AC is 15 33 damage This message was last edited by the player at 17:59, Sun 20 Feb. | |||||
Lady Chessintra player, 35 posts Mon 21 Feb 2022 at 02:06 |
Focusing herself as she lets out a beautiful silver-white blast of flame. As it moved toward the creature it there was nothing to stop it from hitting it. Actions:
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wlake.gmtn GM, 25 posts Mon 21 Feb 2022 at 05:10 |
"Water of the divine, there will be no ewer fine." This voice appears in your mind and you're not sure if there was God translating it, Zeus translating it, just a straight up aspect of demonhood, or some kind of jarring cosmic coincidence, but it's there. The first thing you notice is that the skin appears to slough off white but matte-looking bubbles, almost like a sheep being sheared. You are able to then use Emerald Razor to re-situate the beings volnearable spots, pushing them downward like a furrowed brow into the demon's shoulder region. Where pevisouly blood-like and yet sinewey or staticky hairs constantly made the demon shake as though constantly endorphins, the sound ripples through its body making a certain number of attacks miss based on your Reflex saves. Reflex for Lady Maevre: critical failure.</b> Basically you freeze up for 2 of your rounds but one stray of your 15 and 10 rolls matches the DC of 25 and you are able to use Shadowblade to jam the sword down into his brain stem. So, if you would, select a number on the clock 1-12 and that will affect the demon's hitpoints, which are tied to the dog in a radial heart (this will affect which city the schemers will go after) and he will dissipate when the dog is killed. Kind of like Mind/Body in the Matrix. Your Masterwork studded leather creaks against the weight applied by the demon's ventilation system. The assumption is that your mirror images are above both the dog and the demon. I rolled a d6 to determine if Lady Chessintra solidified her role as the creator of light and blasted one of the eyes with one of the magic missles, causing the blink dog to become free-floating magic missles. Reflex for Lady Chessintra: 8. As you were saying, the enemy attacks first in this case, but I just didn't know how yo balance it since there are interruptions for the players to do badass shit merely because monsters in my game don't necessarily have a hard rules set-up but are more enigmatic and arcane (only in high priority fights though). The blink dog seems confused to engage your mirror images, and tries to bite one like a true dog. After the attacks: The eyes that see ready, by opening up, for a blast of the any future spells. The fours that you roll total explode and give a +10 bonus to called shots (in other words, the net gain is likely significant). So the blink dog is becoming the eye of the demon For Reflex Saves Lady Maevre: Critical Hit. Lady Chessintra: 7. Lady Maevre can either use her 10 assistance points to as she wanted between the party. So 15 is half evade and 25 is the DC. The monster takes its other three turns trying to move its slow mind into figuring out what's going on. One of the partygoers draws his sword, a golden one he thought was going to be justto demonstrate to his friends, and ends up running toward the demon like a mad man. You feel his chaotic aura. | |||||
Lady Chessintra player, 36 posts Mon 21 Feb 2022 at 15:08 |
Where did the Spell Fire blast go? Where did the mirror images come from?
What is all this about? | |||||
wlake.gmtn GM, 27 posts Wed 23 Feb 2022 at 09:48 |
The demon's anger gave way to a tranquility that led to him crashing upon the pillars of the pavilion like so much sea foam. All of the party-goers either fled or ended up getting consumed like a wave of magma from the construct. There remains a blight on the ground where it traveled. The following pic from Zelda is what the demon looked like, its tentacles and main body. https://nerdist.com/wp-content...Zelda-Wind-Waker.jpg. The elf running toward it was able to take it down. He then cast a powerful spell that allowed him to seemingly absorb the essence of the demon, whatever was left when the demon melted away. Maybe he thought that slaying the demon was something he could do on his own, and he did. He appears shrouded in white light, and the blink dog sees this, running away. It sits on the nearby mountains having decided to crouch upon the hill, fickle, perhaps, or ill. The elf pauses a moment before approaching you and he seems to be mumbling or mouthing to himself, in essence, a chant or even a requiem for the demon. The blink dog having retreated leaves only this man in its wake moving with a calm stride towards you. You hear the wind gaze into your heart and the pollen in the air might be the reason that the approaching elf was moving his mouth, something of a sneeze in excess. From this distance, 200 feet, you can make out that a blade and a hitched-up crossbow puts a hitch in his step He waves his arms wildly and says something in Elvish. Last you heard of the elves, it was the Cry of the Penne, a populare elvish paean. With a +4 to performance (lute), he sends magic over the earwaves to find that there are good harmonics washing over your ears like the demon had washed over the pavilion. You can see his outfit from here, all green, like Link. You're not sure what to make of him but the song is enjoyable. Zeus scries on the scene from Olympus, and you get a momentary flash of information suggesting that Zeus is using this elf as a puppet since you succeeded on your mental gather information checks. You have, like a memory that you once fought with Zeus on his side. The elves are cooking something up, you believe, because the images of Zeus seem angry. Initiative: Elf 21 Maevre 6 Chessintra 5 When he gets in ranged he is going to shoot at youz(1d8-2/19-20)-4 for range increments of 100(-2), 200 (-4), etc. He shoots an arrow screaming into the blue, a mark he made in suddden aggression. He has 19 hit points and is level 2. I don't usually calculate CRs. His crossbow bolt runs toward you like lightning. You can almost feel the rolling hills bend the bolt and even Cauldronsan got an extra note of fear out of you, given its notoriety. We can use the magic missles from last "combat" and have you take down the elf guy who summons 1 dweomer (shoulders sagging, back bending, dark and light grey in color, favors the pickaxe made of silver). Feel free to attack him any way you want. | |||||
Lady Maevre player, 39 posts Wed 23 Feb 2022 at 17:36 |
"Seems to be stabilizing" Maevre muttered to Lady C. "Was insane, now just a few mad people. "Look why don't we just leg it. Get somewhere we are in charge. Say the word and we'll fly over there" she gestured to a high roof top "Then we can try and make sense of the mess. I have no angst with that Elf and no wish to have to kill him" OOC Only round 1 because the actions I do will change depending on Lady C's response |
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