D&D 5E (IC) Scourge of Daggerford
- Thread starter FitzTheRuke
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Fradak
Explorer
Enseth re-evaluates the threats and let the wizard run, for now.
Rushing to the creature, he draws a javelin and throws it with a mechanical precision.
[sblock=Statblock]HP: 20/22 HD:0/1d8 - 0/2d6
AC: 20 (22 Shield of Faith, 25 Shield, 27 both)
PP: 14
Arcane Ward: 6/6 HP
Speed. 40 ft.
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Spell slots:
1st: 0/4
2nd: 0/2
Concentration:
Active Spell:
War Priest: 2/2
Arcane Recovery: 0/1
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Setup
Darts: 20/20
Javelins: 4/5
Caltrops: 100/100
Health Potions: 0
Coins: 272 gp, 9 sp.
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Rushing to the creature, he draws a javelin and throws it with a mechanical precision.
[sblock=Statblock]HP: 20/22 HD:0/1d8 - 0/2d6
AC: 20 (22 Shield of Faith, 25 Shield, 27 both)
PP: 14
Arcane Ward: 6/6 HP
Speed. 40 ft.
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Spell slots:
1st: 0/4
2nd: 0/2
Concentration:
Active Spell:
War Priest: 2/2
Arcane Recovery: 0/1
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Setup
Darts: 20/20
Javelins: 4/5
Caltrops: 100/100
Health Potions: 0
Coins: 272 gp, 9 sp.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Morwin & the Red Wizard
Morwin the Tressym familiar folded his wings and crept like a cat up the last few stairs that led from the cellars into the Jester's Pride Tavern. He could smell the burnt, crushed metal that had been his familiar counterpart known as ORB3 and he did not want to meet the same fate, even if he could be summoned again after the fact. He stopped at the highest stair and peered across the room that had once been the happy Common Room of a bustling tavern.
The front door of the Jester’s Pride stood slightly ajar, and was cracked and dented. Stained-glass windows to the east of the door had many broken panes between strips of lead. The common room was in total disarray - the tiled floor was covered in a layer of splinters, shards, and bloody grime. Two corners of the room contained fireplaces, and the rough stone walls and pillars showed signs of recent violence and vandalism. Across the ceiling was a network of copper pipes. Most of the furniture was overturned and broken. On the eastern side of the room was a bar with a large set of shelves, all of which had been hacked and smashed.
From a door to the east came the Red Wizard. He had gathered travelling gear, and he crossed the room heading for the tavern's front door. Morwin watched from a safe distance, and when the wizard pushed the front door aside and began to climb the stairs that led to the street level (the tavern was quite underground), the familiar crossed the common room under tables and peered at the wizard from behind the door as the man ascended.
Morwin the Tressym familiar folded his wings and crept like a cat up the last few stairs that led from the cellars into the Jester's Pride Tavern. He could smell the burnt, crushed metal that had been his familiar counterpart known as ORB3 and he did not want to meet the same fate, even if he could be summoned again after the fact. He stopped at the highest stair and peered across the room that had once been the happy Common Room of a bustling tavern.
The front door of the Jester’s Pride stood slightly ajar, and was cracked and dented. Stained-glass windows to the east of the door had many broken panes between strips of lead. The common room was in total disarray - the tiled floor was covered in a layer of splinters, shards, and bloody grime. Two corners of the room contained fireplaces, and the rough stone walls and pillars showed signs of recent violence and vandalism. Across the ceiling was a network of copper pipes. Most of the furniture was overturned and broken. On the eastern side of the room was a bar with a large set of shelves, all of which had been hacked and smashed.
From a door to the east came the Red Wizard. He had gathered travelling gear, and he crossed the room heading for the tavern's front door. Morwin watched from a safe distance, and when the wizard pushed the front door aside and began to climb the stairs that led to the street level (the tavern was quite underground), the familiar crossed the common room under tables and peered at the wizard from behind the door as the man ascended.
KahlessNestor
Adventurer
Angis Honack
Julkoun/Goblin barracks
3:14 PM
Round 2
Angis hissed right back at the creature as its claws raked across his face. “Die, beastie!” he cried. He knew he wasn’t going to survive. But he needed to defend these youngsters from this creature. He chanted his prayers to Moradin to accept his spirit, thinking of Vesia and Baern.
But none of his axes made contact with the beast.
[sblock=Angis’ Actions]
Save:
Move:
Free Object Interaction:
Action:
Handaxe: 1d20+4 7
Bonus Action:
Handaxe: 1d20+4 5
Horde Breaker:
Reaction: Absorb Elements or Opportunity Attack
Handaxe: 1d20+4 19
Damage: 1d6+2 7
Conditions:
Concentration:
Inspiration:
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[sblock=Mini Stats]
Initiative: +1
Perception: +4
Speed: 25
AC: 14
HP: 3/31 HD: 2/3d10+2
Bolts: 15
Bolts used:
Spells
1) 0/3 Absorb Elements, Cure Wounds, Hunter’s Mark
4/4 Boon of the Elk. Can cast Knock four times (without the loud sound) as an Action. Until he uses the last one, non-good aligned Fey count among his Favoured Enemies.
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[sblock=Party Loot]
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[sblock=Goals]
Stop at Julkoun and ask about Estor the priest for Hadesha, the priestess of Chauntea in Daggerford. DEAD
Find out the fate of the storyteller Findledan (Jester’s Pride tavern) for the dryad Oyfanen outside Julkoun.
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[sblock=Party]
Tommi - human rogue urban bounty hunter
Dandin - halfling bard guild merchant
Enseth - warforged war cleric shield guardian
Angis Honack - dwarven ranger outlander merchant
Drui Holderhock - dwarven cleric of Tempus soldier
Titus - human Waterdhavian noble fighter
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Julkoun/Goblin barracks
3:14 PM
Round 2
Angis hissed right back at the creature as its claws raked across his face. “Die, beastie!” he cried. He knew he wasn’t going to survive. But he needed to defend these youngsters from this creature. He chanted his prayers to Moradin to accept his spirit, thinking of Vesia and Baern.
But none of his axes made contact with the beast.
[sblock=Angis’ Actions]
Save:
Move:
Free Object Interaction:
Action:
Handaxe: 1d20+4 7
Bonus Action:
Handaxe: 1d20+4 5
Horde Breaker:
Reaction: Absorb Elements or Opportunity Attack
Handaxe: 1d20+4 19
Damage: 1d6+2 7
Conditions:
Concentration:
Inspiration:
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[sblock=Mini Stats]
Initiative: +1
Perception: +4
Speed: 25
AC: 14
HP: 3/31 HD: 2/3d10+2
Bolts: 15
Bolts used:
Spells
1) 0/3 Absorb Elements, Cure Wounds, Hunter’s Mark
4/4 Boon of the Elk. Can cast Knock four times (without the loud sound) as an Action. Until he uses the last one, non-good aligned Fey count among his Favoured Enemies.
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[sblock=Party Loot]
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[sblock=Goals]
Stop at Julkoun and ask about Estor the priest for Hadesha, the priestess of Chauntea in Daggerford. DEAD
Find out the fate of the storyteller Findledan (Jester’s Pride tavern) for the dryad Oyfanen outside Julkoun.
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[sblock=Party]
Tommi - human rogue urban bounty hunter
Dandin - halfling bard guild merchant
Enseth - warforged war cleric shield guardian
Angis Honack - dwarven ranger outlander merchant
Drui Holderhock - dwarven cleric of Tempus soldier
Titus - human Waterdhavian noble fighter
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Angis, Titus, and Enseth vs Darkenbeast
Though only mid-afternoon, it had already been a long day. Angis was tired, injured, and his thoughts drifted to his family. These distractions proved his downfall as the beast dove on him - he managed to avoid its gnarled teeth by getting an axe in its mouth, but that prevented him from hitting with it. But then it clawed at his chest and he felt his armour tear. He meant to hit it with his other axe, but his fingers were numb and the axe fell to the ground. He found himself on his back, and from above the snarling beast that was on him, he thought he saw a friendly face smiling down at him.
Titus growled and pounced on the beast, trying to knock it off of the falling dwarf, but it kicked back at him with a clawed foot, scratching his new wolf-skin across his shoulder. Titus had seen a creature like this in an old ritual book. The details were fuzzy, but he remembered that the beast was made by a twisted ritual that transformed a natural animal into this unnatural beast of shadows. It was almost certainly the work of the Red Wizard.
A javelin hurled by Enseth clattered off of the well's stone rim. The Shield Guardian recalculated future trajectory while searching his memory banks for the monster's weakness. The ritual that created it held a flaw: The beast could not abide daylight. In its quest for maximum power, the ritual's original designers had allowed the spell to be easily broken by exposure to light.
He looked up and saw that the well's lattice-work travelled upward to a wooden ceiling, where the well (which was accessible from the work-house above) was covered by two wooden doors. He calculated that the afternoon sun would be perfectly suited to illuminate the well-room, should those doors be opened. Three methods appeared before his mind's eye - 1: Someone could run upstairs to the workhouse and open them. 2: Someone (lighter than him) could climb the wooden lattice-work and open them from here. 3: They could be blasted open.
Though only mid-afternoon, it had already been a long day. Angis was tired, injured, and his thoughts drifted to his family. These distractions proved his downfall as the beast dove on him - he managed to avoid its gnarled teeth by getting an axe in its mouth, but that prevented him from hitting with it. But then it clawed at his chest and he felt his armour tear. He meant to hit it with his other axe, but his fingers were numb and the axe fell to the ground. He found himself on his back, and from above the snarling beast that was on him, he thought he saw a friendly face smiling down at him.
Titus growled and pounced on the beast, trying to knock it off of the falling dwarf, but it kicked back at him with a clawed foot, scratching his new wolf-skin across his shoulder. Titus had seen a creature like this in an old ritual book. The details were fuzzy, but he remembered that the beast was made by a twisted ritual that transformed a natural animal into this unnatural beast of shadows. It was almost certainly the work of the Red Wizard.
A javelin hurled by Enseth clattered off of the well's stone rim. The Shield Guardian recalculated future trajectory while searching his memory banks for the monster's weakness. The ritual that created it held a flaw: The beast could not abide daylight. In its quest for maximum power, the ritual's original designers had allowed the spell to be easily broken by exposure to light.
He looked up and saw that the well's lattice-work travelled upward to a wooden ceiling, where the well (which was accessible from the work-house above) was covered by two wooden doors. He calculated that the afternoon sun would be perfectly suited to illuminate the well-room, should those doors be opened. Three methods appeared before his mind's eye - 1: Someone could run upstairs to the workhouse and open them. 2: Someone (lighter than him) could climb the wooden lattice-work and open them from here. 3: They could be blasted open.
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Seeing Angus fall, Titus knew he could help him. He could feel it deep inside, the power to stop death. But he couldn't do it if this creature is still on him. And he couldn't do it if he was still a wolf.
Titus growled and lunged again.
Titus growled and lunged again.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
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Tommi hears Enseth's instructions, and sees the sepentine shape above the well in front of him. He has a clear shot with his sling, but....
But.
Tommi is wearing his new boots. There's a spring in his step.
"Fuggit," he says to himself, and steps forward, towards the enemy, towards the thin wooden latticework. He sees the doors in the ceiling, which can be opened from below to let out the smoke when there's a fire. But letting out smoke would also let in the light, or the rainwater, and so he steps forward and leaps.
But.
Tommi is wearing his new boots. There's a spring in his step.
"Fuggit," he says to himself, and steps forward, towards the enemy, towards the thin wooden latticework. He sees the doors in the ceiling, which can be opened from below to let out the smoke when there's a fire. But letting out smoke would also let in the light, or the rainwater, and so he steps forward and leaps.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Hearing Enseth's request, Tommi took a running leap. His magic boots propelled him up above Angis, Titus, and the beast, and he grabbed onto the lattice and swung himself around into the inside of the well's support structure. He bounced twice from one side to the other and reached the double doors at the top. The doors opened upward, so he pushed them open a crack with his back and slid through the gap. Now above them, he hauled them open and light poured into the well-room.
The creature tried to flee to the shadows as the light came, but Titus was there, snarling as a wolf. Suddenly, it was bathed in light and it shrieked, writhing about. A thick black smoke that smelled terribly rose from it in coils, and its flesh bubbled and shifted. Finally, an exhausted, frightened, and somewhat injured cow lay piled in a heap to the side of the well.
The creature tried to flee to the shadows as the light came, but Titus was there, snarling as a wolf. Suddenly, it was bathed in light and it shrieked, writhing about. A thick black smoke that smelled terribly rose from it in coils, and its flesh bubbled and shifted. Finally, an exhausted, frightened, and somewhat injured cow lay piled in a heap to the side of the well.
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