D&D 5E CB's Stonefast IC -- COMPLETE

[CanadienneBacon]

OOC: Oh, my. Grappling a sewer rat by the tail. Now there's a mental image that harkens back to mardi gras parades in New Orleans. Sure, advantage will apply to a grapple. Whoever cares to make the attempt, keep in mind the size differential between yourself and the rat (if applicable). And let the hilarity ensue...

 

[tuxgeo]

Guran completely disregards the cleric's instruction and attacks the rat at range by throwing his light hammer at it.
(Non-lethal damage only.)
[roll0]
[roll1]

 

[Forged Fury]

OOC: Raw, you can't do non-lethal at range, which I guess makes a bit of sense.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Wait, maybe he is trying to lead us somewhere ?
I met a ranger forest Gnome not far from the forest that surround my village that spoke to little animals. I never believed him until I saw him having a conversation with a squirrel.
Roscoe says as he eyes the Rat and the others.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

OOC: Make an Insight DC 10 roll. Anyone.

 

[Kobold Stew]

OOC: Spec Insight [roll0]

 

[CanadienneBacon]

OOC: Spec is confident the rat is just being a rat, and is not attempting to lead you anywhere.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Insight: 1d20-1 14
Or not ... catch him!
Roscoe attack recklessly the rat, trying to rid the world from this disease infested creature

1d20+4, 1d20+4, 1d6+3=[15, 4], [6, 4], [5, 3] - Attack 19 Damage 8

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Guran's light hammer plinked harmlessly off the stone floor three or four feet away from the rat, which hastened onward to the ossuary doorway. Roscoe was more accurate; he didn't grab the rat by its tail, but his short sword made efficient work of the tiny beast. Two frenzied strikes later, and the rat lay in a mangled mess of gore, split in twain. The gold ring--covered in blood--was firmly encased in the dead rat's maw, its incisors having closed on the prize whilst squeaking its death.

Scuttling within the wall with the crevice announced someone else's decision to forgo an appearance in the room.

 

[Forged Fury]

"You really put an end to that terror," Fulgrim said, with more than a little sarcasm and derision. While the rest of the party was whacking at rats, the mage moved closer to the walls, looking for any runes or identification to the skulls in the room. He kept his trusty warhammer ready, in case there was danger.