gargoyleking
Adventurer
Harb returned to the others with his report. He didn't want anyone to alert the creature(s), at least until he could decide if it was a threat worth avoiding or not.
D&D 5E (IC) Fitz's Folly
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Miss Imogen stops, puts down her pack, and knocks an arrow. She knows the approximate direction of the threat (this one at least) and is ready to address it. She steps forward, about ten paces to where the ground is a bit more level and her view is slightly less obscured. As if that might help.
She remembers a game she had played as a girl, standing in the forest with the other girls all around her hiding. The rules had been simple: you had to keep your eye on the person who was "it" -- physically see them - while hiding. When the person counting opened her eyes, she had to seek them out. It sounds simple, but the reality was completely different. She opened her eyes, and could at first see none of her classmates: the eleven other girls were completely invisible to her, even as they were in at least some form of plain sight. Finally, a hint of orange behind a fern...
"Aloisa!" Imogen had said, relieved to have seen someone after staring for so long. But it wasn't Aloisa at all, but a large marigold. She did find them all, eventually, but she was under no illusions about the ease at peering through thick foliage and isolating a threat, or a classmate.
If anyone advances, she will follow (helping with perception).
She remembers a game she had played as a girl, standing in the forest with the other girls all around her hiding. The rules had been simple: you had to keep your eye on the person who was "it" -- physically see them - while hiding. When the person counting opened her eyes, she had to seek them out. It sounds simple, but the reality was completely different. She opened her eyes, and could at first see none of her classmates: the eleven other girls were completely invisible to her, even as they were in at least some form of plain sight. Finally, a hint of orange behind a fern...
"Aloisa!" Imogen had said, relieved to have seen someone after staring for so long. But it wasn't Aloisa at all, but a large marigold. She did find them all, eventually, but she was under no illusions about the ease at peering through thick foliage and isolating a threat, or a classmate.
If anyone advances, she will follow (helping with perception).
gargoyleking
Adventurer
As the others prepared for a fight, Harb slipped off to find a better vantage point while still staying hidden.
gargoyleking
Adventurer
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Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
OOC: I should roll this too I guess:
Perception - portaging interupted by large creature: 1D20+4 = [16]+4 = 20
Perception - portaging interupted by large creature: 1D20+4 = [16]+4 = 20
FitzTheRuke
Legend
Location: The Chultan Jungle Encounter: Zombie Dinosaur
Harb warned the party and then moved back, finding cover under some large fronds. Rodrigo worked his way up the other side of the trail, looking at the spot where the underbrush swayed as something moved through. Miss Imogen followed while the others stashed the canoe to the side of the trail.
Suddenly a large creature burst into view. It was an enormous, squat, armoured beast, but what made it worse was that one of its eyes dangled freely at the side and its colour was all wrong. A bone protruded from one of its front knees and most of its other front foot had no skin at all. It should have been dead, but here it was lumbering toward them.
Begin Round One
Harb warned the party and then moved back, finding cover under some large fronds. Rodrigo worked his way up the other side of the trail, looking at the spot where the underbrush swayed as something moved through. Miss Imogen followed while the others stashed the canoe to the side of the trail.
Suddenly a large creature burst into view. It was an enormous, squat, armoured beast, but what made it worse was that one of its eyes dangled freely at the side and its colour was all wrong. A bone protruded from one of its front knees and most of its other front foot had no skin at all. It should have been dead, but here it was lumbering toward them.
Begin Round One
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Dellrak draws an arrow and starts to move. "Poor ting needs ta be put out o' its misery." He says putting the arrow to his cheek before firing.
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[sblock=Combat]
AC: 15 (scale, dex)
HP: 28/28 HD: 3/3 (1d10+2)
Speed: 25'
Saves: STR +5, DEX +3, CON +2, INT +0, WIS +2, CHA -1
Features: spellcasting
Special Defenses: advantage save vs poison, resistance to poison damage
Combat:
battleaxe +5, 1d8+3, versitle (1d10)
(2)handaxe(melee) +5, 1d6+3, light
(2)handaxe(thrown) +5, 1d6+3, light, thrown, (range 20/60)
longbow +5, 1d8+1, ammunition (range 150/600), heavy, two-handed
Spell Slots: 1st: 3/3
Spells known: jump, goodberry, protection from evil and good, longstrider
Consumables:
goodberry 10/10
---arrows 18/20
---pitons 08/10
--torches 10/10
--rations 09/10[/sblock]
Ancalagon
Dusty Dragon
OOC: I didn't want to be that far ahead, I just wanted to form a front line with Chrysagon. I'm over extended, I would be about "14" up... ah well, such is life. I do hope [MENTION=6805410]Fradak[/MENTION] is around! :O
Rodrigo's eyes widened at the sight - and even more when he realized Chrysagon was struggling with a meddlesome strap. He started backpedalling
"Brother Chrysagon, I may have need of your flail"
He stopped when he heard the twang of Dellrack's bow - he didn't want to leave the dwarf exposed. It was time to stall.
move to I15
Action: Dodge
[sblock=minisheet]Rodrigo Di Castalone, Human Fighter (battlemaster, criminal(spy)), level 3
HP: 28/28, Hit dice: 3/3
AC: 17 (studded leather, dex, main gauche (pseudo shield))
Passive Perception 14
Rapier: +5 to hit, 1d8+5 dmg
Main Gauche (if used main-handed and not to parry) +5 to hit, 1d4+3 or +5 dmg
Crossbow: +5 to hit, 1d8+3 dmg, range 80/320
Darts: +5 to hit, 1d4+3 dmg, range 20/60
Saves: Str: +3, Dex: +3, Con: +4, Int: +1, Wis: +2, Cha: 0
Superiority dice: 4/4
Maneuvres: Riposte, Parry, Trip (DC 13)
Potions of healing remaining: 1[/sblock]
Rodrigo's eyes widened at the sight - and even more when he realized Chrysagon was struggling with a meddlesome strap. He started backpedalling
"Brother Chrysagon, I may have need of your flail"
He stopped when he heard the twang of Dellrack's bow - he didn't want to leave the dwarf exposed. It was time to stall.
move to I15
Action: Dodge
[sblock=minisheet]Rodrigo Di Castalone, Human Fighter (battlemaster, criminal(spy)), level 3
HP: 28/28, Hit dice: 3/3
AC: 17 (studded leather, dex, main gauche (pseudo shield))
Passive Perception 14
Rapier: +5 to hit, 1d8+5 dmg
Main Gauche (if used main-handed and not to parry) +5 to hit, 1d4+3 or +5 dmg
Crossbow: +5 to hit, 1d8+3 dmg, range 80/320
Darts: +5 to hit, 1d4+3 dmg, range 20/60
Saves: Str: +3, Dex: +3, Con: +4, Int: +1, Wis: +2, Cha: 0
Superiority dice: 4/4
Maneuvres: Riposte, Parry, Trip (DC 13)
Potions of healing remaining: 1[/sblock]
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