industrygothica
Adventurer
Halo clutches her holy symbol of the forge tightly. "Just keep going, and perhaps it'll pass. We can little afford to waste our precious time."
D&D 5E EB's Curse of Strahd IC (Year One)
hero4hire
Explorer
As quiet as a tombstone, one might forget Digger was even there if not for his cold, looming presence. But in the presence of undead, did his inner fire show. He gripped his spade tight and blood again flowed freely from his hands, sending his weapon blazing with light.
"GaAHHH!!!!" Digger growled as he swang his Spade at the skeletal mount itself.
OOC:
Bonus action to Blood rite.
Move adjacent to skeletal rider and attack mount. Hit AC 22 for 10 silver slashing, 5 radiant.
attack warhorse: 1D20+6 = [16]+6 = 22
1D12+3 = [7]+3 = 10
1D4+2 = [1]+2 = 3
reroll radiant damage: 1D4+2 = [3]+2 = 5
"GaAHHH!!!!" Digger growled as he swang his Spade at the skeletal mount itself.
OOC:
Bonus action to Blood rite.
Move adjacent to skeletal rider and attack mount. Hit AC 22 for 10 silver slashing, 5 radiant.
attack warhorse: 1D20+6 = [16]+6 = 22
1D12+3 = [7]+3 = 10
1D4+2 = [1]+2 = 3
reroll radiant damage: 1D4+2 = [3]+2 = 5
industrygothica
Adventurer
"Or we can do that..."
The skeletal horse rears up as the gravedigger approaches full tilt. When the warrior seems to get the mount under control, Digger brings his silver spade around in a great arc.
It connects and as the gold light of its radiant energy touches the creature it starts top crack and flake. The lantern it was holding absorbs the radiant glow and is suddenly alight. As the mount and rider disintegrate the lantern floats above the carnage as if held by an invisible hand.
As the others reach the area Digger charged into they see the ghostly apparition of a mounted knight, his armor gleaming ghostly and everyone can see through the rider and mount, as it holds the lit lantern aloof.
"I thank thee, noble warrior." the knight says in a haunting voice. "For lighting my way out of this accursed place."
With those words he turns his mount into the trees and walks slowly into the woods. As you watch they both fade away and all you can see for several minutes is the light from the glowing lantern, until it to winks out of existence.
It connects and as the gold light of its radiant energy touches the creature it starts top crack and flake. The lantern it was holding absorbs the radiant glow and is suddenly alight. As the mount and rider disintegrate the lantern floats above the carnage as if held by an invisible hand.
As the others reach the area Digger charged into they see the ghostly apparition of a mounted knight, his armor gleaming ghostly and everyone can see through the rider and mount, as it holds the lit lantern aloof.
"I thank thee, noble warrior." the knight says in a haunting voice. "For lighting my way out of this accursed place."
With those words he turns his mount into the trees and walks slowly into the woods. As you watch they both fade away and all you can see for several minutes is the light from the glowing lantern, until it to winks out of existence.
Charwoman Gene
Adventurer
"Such is life in this land, such encounters are not unheard of. Let us continue."
hero4hire
Explorer
"This land!" Digger yelled uncharacteristically. "Is the way it is because Good people witness Evil and do nothing. Their apathy...YOUR apathy!" Digger levels his shovel at Josiah. "Makes you complicit. You call me crazy? But to sit...watch...and do nothing is truly insane." Digger than grunted to himself and began to walk again.
With that the group continues on in silence. The road winds through the mountains and after a few hours a cold wind picks up. With no sun every burning through the cloud cover the wind is cold and crisp, causing everyone to draw their cloaks close about them.
The wind also carries with it the smell of wood smoke and sizzling meat pies. The wonderful smell of spices and dough cause your steps to come a little easier and soon you come to the source of the smell...
*grrr..up*
Josiah looks down at Tilly who blushes and holds her stomach lightly.
The wind also carries with it the smell of wood smoke and sizzling meat pies. The wonderful smell of spices and dough cause your steps to come a little easier and soon you come to the source of the smell...
*grrr..up*
Josiah looks down at Tilly who blushes and holds her stomach lightly.
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hero4hire
Explorer
Digger's stomach growled with more bass than the man himself...which was impressive. He attempted to remain stoney-faced and pressed on towards the windmill. The hope of a hot meal did not override his natural distrust though and he looked about as he went for any signs of foul play.
Ooc: Perception (with advantage if it involves Undead) I'd prefer it to be a secret DM roll.
Ooc: Perception (with advantage if it involves Undead) I'd prefer it to be a secret DM roll.
