D&D 5E (2014) A New Frontier [IC]


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"Mr. Creed. No need for violence. If it was really too late, you wouldn't need to finish us. You could be free. And your daughter too. Think of Alice, Mr. Creed. She still loves you and misses you. You can be together again. Just let us interupt this, this...whatever it is. Your wife awaits you. Help us. And I will pray for your soul to High Captain. Regardless if you help us or not."

Your response garners no reaction for the soulless creature.
 

"Ah, well, wraith, as you wish!" Tarukka starts his, by now familiar, song that is as much felt as heard and his sword vibrates in harmony. His hooves play staccato rhythm on the ground as he dances toward the undead creature. He keeps close to the party, not rushing to meet it too far away until everyone recovers.

But in the strange surroundings and with the recent explosion, his enhanced speed betrays him and the sword swishes harmlessly too early, passing in front of the wraith.

OOC: Are we in combat? If not (i.e. if the wraith doesn't seem like it is attacking) I will wait with the song. It doesn't respond and it keeps moving toward us, I'm cutting it.

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Bonus: blade song; AC 19; +10' move
Move: only so that he can attack first whoever wraith chooses as a target
Action: ready booming blade if the wraith comes within reach
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Thren moved quickly with the sinuous grace of a feline hunter, his paws a blur of motion as he attacked the undead creature.

"Does...th-that node...m-make the undead?"

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Attack wraith
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