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Name Aaliyah | Class Warlock/Sorc | Level: 1/5 | AC: 16| HP: 49/49 | Prof: +3 Stats: Str 8 / Dex 14 / Con 14 / Int 12 / Wis 10 / Cha 18
Special Abilities: Luck: [o][o] Attacks: EB | +7 | 1d10+4(x2)

Cantrips       Spells Known (6): 

Magic Items: Healing Potion [o][o][o]

Spell DC: 15 | Spell Attack +7 Sorc Points: 5/5

Spells (Sorc lvl1) [o][o][o][o] (lvl2) [o][o][x] (lvl3) [o][o]l (War lvl1) [x]  

 

 

Aaliyah sees the barbarian running and hesitates for only a moment. She looks down at the dragonborn, the one who spoke a name not many people knew. He had to work for Baba, or with Baba. But he was dead now and she wouldn't learn anything from his corpse, not with the staff reaping his soul as he fell.

 

She breaks into a sprint, inhaling as she does so and holding in her breath so long her skin starts to turn blue from the arctic air. As soon as she's in range, she exhales the same blast of freezing air.

 

OOC: She is going to full move after Indominus and use Rime's Binding Ice, my new favorite spell I think. He needs to make a DC 18 Constitution save. Also I think this is a wild surge?

Name
Frost Damage
6
2d6 3,3
Surge maybe?
9
1d100 9
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Name Nikoletta Vandal | Class BH/Pal | Level: 7 | AC: 15| HP: 63/84 | Prof: +3 Stats: Str 18 / Dex 12 / Con 14 / Int 08 / Wis 10 / Cha 14
Special Abilities: Luck: [o][x] Eyeless [o] Aroooo:[0] The Die: 1d6 Attacks: Greatsword | +7 | 1d12+4 slash - Bow | +4 | 1d8+3

Spells: Misty Step/Levitate/Dispel Magic/Bless [o][o][o][0]

Magic Items: Healing Potion [o][o]

 

 

 

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That Wis Save I have no bonus for so it's a 10% crap shoot
2
1d20 2
How many rounds until she makes it...
10; 8; 6; 17; 19; 18; 20; 16
1d20; 1d20; 1d20; 1d20; 1d20; 1d20; 1d20; 1d20 [10]; [10,8]; [10,8,6]; [10,8,6,17]; [10,8,6,17,19]; [10,8,6,17,19,18]; [10,8,6,17,19,18,20]; [10,8,6,17,19,18,20,16]
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Class: Wizard 6 | AC: 15 | HP: 42/42 | Prof: +3 | Init: +2 | PP: 11 | Speed: 30ft


Saves: Str: -1 / Dex: +2 / Con: +1 / Int: +9 / Wis: +4 / Cha: +0 | Luck: 2/2 | Death: 0/0


Spell DC: 16 | Spell Attack: +9 | Spells Prepared: 11 | Spell Slots -- Lvl 1: 3/4 Lvl 2: 0/3 Lvl 3: 0/3


Hjallmyr moves to the edge of the hill, takes aim, and fires off a fiery, 2nd level chromatic orb.

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Chromatic orb attack
16
1d20+8 8
Fire damage
23
4d8 7,7,2,7
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@WolfBirch @TheGospel @CrimsonKnight16 @Diofant @Alliebaby @Knave

 

The bolt of chaotic elemental energy passes through Indominus' wild magic aura and seems to be just broken down into it's component pieces. It cancels out the aura, the two forces of chaos unraveling each other and the backlash sends the barbarian stumbling as wild energy burns his body. The dragonborn seems fully dead and the rapidly ramping up inferno is consuming the two other wolves, who were unable to flee. Their screams are deafening.

 

"I long for the day I meet my mistress but I'd rather my last moments not be... this..." Tel says out of fear, pulling at the ropes binding him to the stake in the ground. The fire is just about to be upon him.

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Class: Psion 7 | AC: 14 | HP: 70/70 | Prof: +3 | Init: +3 | PP: 16 | Speed: 30ft


Conditions |0/3 0/37/7d8 HD| image.png.a82f23fe2d47028594124051b651afdc.png 0/2 LR| image.png.708944f243459fdd52c280f6b499426c.png 4/4 SR|image.png.c62acd6d65df4d9d52e101b519ead606.png 1/1 LR| potion.png.8ceade609fcabc6cc6ab30895b9a0a52.png 10/10 |💼 Inventory


The ape howls, beating at its chest, and leaps towards the tent, turning back into Murdain as it lands. "Ved, help me out here - if the tent burns we get nothing!" That would likely motivate the mercenary - he hoped. He turned on the spot and raised his left fist, pointing it at the screaming werewolves and the wildfire. There was no putting that out, and even if teleported them... Doubtful they could be saved. At least he could give them a swift death, and slow the fire. The wolfskull on his wrist turned ice-cold to the point of pain, as its eyes lit blue and a wave of ice erupted from the dwarf's hand, engulfing the flames and werewolves, both. Lowering his hand, he pulled out his wolf-knife and began cutting at the priest's ropes. "Thank the Shadow later, Tel, you arent dying here. Have you got your focus still, or did they take it?"

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Action: Cone of Cold the wildfire and the last 2 werewolves.
Bonus Action:
Free Action: 
Move: Jump down near Tel while still ape, stop concentrating.
Reaction:
Object Interaction: Cut at Tel's ropes.
OOC: 

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Cone of Cold
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8d8 5,3,5,6,8,4,1,6
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Name Nikoletta Vandal | Class BH/Pal | Level: 7 | AC: 15| HP: 63/84 | Prof: +3 Stats: Str 18 / Dex 12 / Con 14 / Int 08 / Wis 10 / Cha 14
Special Abilities: Luck: [o][x] Eyeless [o] Aroooo:[0] The Die: 1d6 Attacks: Greatsword | +7 | 1d12+4 slash - Bow | +4 | 1d8+3

Spells: Misty Step/Levitate/Dispel Magic/Bless [o][o][o][0]

Magic Items: Healing Potion [o][o]

 

 

 

Niko was gone. In that moment she may as well even be dead. Indominus fell and she wasn't far behind him, descending on his body like an enraged beast. Her claws ripped and they tore. Her sword had been discarded during her rush. His throat was torn out, her wolf electing to use its teeth for the task.

 

She will continue her rage until nothing about his body is recognizable as once humanoid or she exhausts herself. At which time she just starts howling.

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Class: Wizard 6 | AC: 15 | HP: 42/42 | Prof: +3 | Init: +2 | PP: 11 | Speed: 30ft


Saves: Str: -1 / Dex: +2 / Con: +1 / Int: +9 / Wis: +4 / Cha: +0 | Luck: 2/2 | Death: 0/0


Spell DC: 16 | Spell Attack: +9 | Spells Prepared: 11 | Spell Slots -- Lvl 1: 3/4 Lvl 2: 0/3 Lvl 3: 0/3


With the battle over, Hjallmyr hurries to get the fire under control. He rushes over to the nearest flames and starts neutralizing them little by little with prestidigitation. “Water is not my specialty, but I can still snuff the flames out. Start at the outer edges of the blaze down wind to keep it from spreading, and work your way inward if you’re going to help. We need to contain it before the wind takes it too much.”

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Name Aaliyah | Class Warlock/Sorc | Level: 1/6 | AC: 16| HP: 58/58 | Prof: +3 Stats: Str 8 / Dex 14 / Con 14 / Int 12 / Wis 10 / Cha 18
Special Abilities: Luck: [o][o] Attacks: EB | +7 | 1d10+4(x2)

Cantrips       Spells Known (6): 

Magic Items: Healing Potion [o][o][o]

Spell DC: 15 | Spell Attack +7 Sorc Points: 5/6

Spells (Sorc lvl1) [o][o][o][o] (lvl2) [o][o][x] (lvl3) [o][o][o]l (War lvl1) [x]  

 

 

"um..." Aaliyah watches Niko lose her humanity and descend into violent madness and sinks to the grass to watch in horror. "Momma?"

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"Excelsior, I believe, was his name. He kept my other holy symbol in his pouch, away from me," Tel responds, gratefully backing away from the fire even once it begins to come under control. "It would seem the cycle has plans for me yet still. As harrowing as this has been, I'm afraid there are graves to be prepared now." The old man looks exhausted but also resigned to the reality he was going to be digging a grave for the dead werewolves.

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Screenshot-20221031-063129.png.e20281c2da35b0e6c02db914a986139f.pngName: Kirit  |  Class: Fighter 6 

AC: 16+0HP: 67/72 | Hit dice: 4/4d10 

SR Abilities: SDice: 0/4d8  0/1d6 | Action surge 0/1 | 2nd Wind 0/1

LR Abilities: Luck 0/2 | Adamant 0/1  Attacks  | Saves  | Maneuvers


Kirit runs to obey Murdain, knocking down the tent, rolling up the canvas as much as possible and generally stamping on the flames. He grasps Praetorian's handle and points the blade at the surrounding earth. Moving it like a rake over and over he covers the smoldering pile in wet earth, rock and soil.

 

OOC

Cast Mold Earth to bury the tent somewhat, using excavator effect on all the surrounding 5 foot cubes: If you target an area of loose earth, you can instantaneously excavate it, move it along the ground, and deposit it up to 5 feet away.

 

 

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With your combined efforts, you quickly put the fire out, leaving only smolders. It's been quite rainy the last two weeks so it's very unlikely things will spark back up without more magical carnage to fuel it. Eventually, Niko's wolf exhausts itself and she's left on the hill with the torn to pieces body of Indominus. The main who turned her husband, who ended her time as a loving wife and mother and set her upon this journey of vengeance.

 

The hills here are calm now, eerily quiet as the battle that had just raged had spooked the local wildlife into hiding. "That's a useful trick," Tel says to Kirit. "I don't suppose you can be assed to help an old man with some graves. One large communal one would suffice. Bad men, this lot, but all men deserve to be judged only by my Lady."

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Screenshot-20221031-063129.png.e20281c2da35b0e6c02db914a986139f.pngName: Kirit  |  Class: Fighter 6 

AC: 16+0HP: 67/72 | Hit dice: 4/4d10 

SR Abilities: SDice: 0/4d8  0/1d6 | Action surge 0/1 | 2nd Wind 0/1

LR Abilities: Luck 0/2 | Adamant 0/1  Attacks  | Saves  | Maneuvers


Kirit picks Aaliyah up and leads her away from Niko. "We don't need to see that. Animals eat other animals, that's all. We all do what we need to, to survive." But he doesn't sound very convinced

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Kirit nods at the suggestion. "Costs me nothing, that's the main thing."

He points with the sword, and excavates a narrow trench. After he checks the bodies for anything of interest, he drags each one in, and then swipes the air with Praetorian to cause the displaced earth to fall atop them.

 

OOC

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Hjallmyr takes a moment to catch his breath now that the fire was under control. All in all, that had gone much smoother than he expected. He tries to ignore the sounds of Niko devouring Indominus as best he can, and makes his way over to the loot pile. He quickly looks over the items for anything of historical significance, and scans for anything magical.
 

“Good job, everyone. It is always a pleasure to work with efficient allies. Should we rest here while I identify the magical items, or would you like to do that back in town?”

Name
History check on the loot
9
1d20+8 1
Lucky on the history check
19
1d20+8 11
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Class: Psion 7 | AC: 14 | HP: 70/70 | Prof: +3 | Init: +3 | PP: 16 | Speed: 30ft


Conditions |0/3 0/37/7d8 HD| image.png.a82f23fe2d47028594124051b651afdc.png 0/2 LR| image.png.708944f243459fdd52c280f6b499426c.png 4/4 SR|image.png.c62acd6d65df4d9d52e101b519ead606.png 0/1 LR| potion.png.8ceade609fcabc6cc6ab30895b9a0a52.png 10/10 |💼 Inventory


"Other? So you still have your other one?" Murdain finished with the ropes. "Listen, bad time, but I really need a favor after all this. There a girl who really needs the help of a cleric. Its not urgent, but..." He glanced away. "Good work, Kirit. Thanks, Hjalmyr. Now we j-" Its at this point he sees Nikoletta and what she's up to, and Aaliyah staring at her. "....Ah." Murdain breathed out, but Kirit was already ahead of him, pulling Aaliyah-Cliora away. As for the dwarf... He sheathed his knife and approached the howling wolf, slowly, so to not disturb her. Kneeling down before the corpse of Indomitus, he looked at the mangled carcass with mixed emotions. Anger, grief, hate... In the end, he never did learn anything. But this man, too, was behind his family's collapse - and another whose life he didnt take. Maybe that was a victory, as well, even if over himself. He had to search the carcass - if logic was anything to go by, there had to be another amulet here - Sylvania was like that, and he saw no reason for it to be wrong. A surge turned inward... But that could be later. For now, he turned his attention to the howling wolf with the bloodied muzzle, and shut his eyes for a moment, concentrating. No words should intrude on grief like this. No words, but... A revenge, completed, was poison to the one who'd finished it. He knew that well. So for now, all he could do...

~Warmth. Comfort. Very simple concepts. That was all he'd sent, all he'd shown. His dearest memory.~

He'd knelt in the cooling blood and mud, waiting and hoping for her to return.

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