D&D 5E (IC) Vault of the Dracolich (Dispensables)

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[td][sblock="Status Box"]Devan the Dawnbringer
NG (L) Human Sorcerer 1/Warlock 3

Size: M | Speed: 30 ft. | Senses: Passive Perception 13

Initiative: +2 | Armor Class: 19 | Hit Dice: 1d6+3d8+8+1 | Hit Points: 28/30

Spell Slots: 1st-lvl: 0/2, [W] 2nd-lvl: 2 | Concentration: None

Affected by: Comprehend Languages (1 hour) | Conditions: None[/sblock] Conscious of the fact that they were deep within enemy territory, Devan carefully considered the next few words he was about to say. Clearing his throat, he took a bold step forward and bowed. "Great chieftain, we seek safe passage through your tunnels. We wish to, uhh, pay our respects to the mighty dragon." He paused for a moment for dramatic effect. "And if you doubt our intentions at all, then let the dragon-god determine our sincerity with trial-by-combat!"

Pointing to Bobranthus, Devan revealed, "This is our champion! He will duel your champion to the death. If we are not of the faithful, then your champion will surely prevail. But if ours wins, you should accept that we are not your enemies, but your allies."[/td]
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As Devan motions to Bobranthus he catches on that he is being introduced as a powerful warrior. As such he stands all the taller and puffs his chest out a bit more to show his powerful frame.

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The Troglodyte Chieftain eyes the group before him, sizing them up. The wizened troglodyte whispering in his ear-hole. After a moment, he nods and stands,

Urbone declares! There will be fight-games tonight! Your champion will fight bug-beast! If champion wins, Urbone declares you mighty dragon-kin! You take tunnel to dragon and Urbone grant you treasure to take as offering!"

He gestures to the pile of treasure before his throne and continues, If bug-beast wins, you give Urbone your weapons and armour. Then Urbone grant you mercy in exile! Urbone declares!

Word travels fast, and the entire troglodyte village gathers at the fighting-pit. (Less a few guards watching the exit tunnels.)

Chief Urbone himself leads the way, and his honour guard instructs the Dispensables to follow...



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Bobranthus smiles broadly as he realizes that he is about to champion the party in a test of might. "This sounds like a worthy challenge. I will gladly accept."

Taking the lead among the group, Bob gladly joins the parade back to the fighting pit. And begins his preparations to battle their 'bug-beast'.

OOC: Hopefully they'll give us a chance to prepare somewhat. A healing spell, or at least let Bob chug one of his healing pots.


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OOC: Hopefully they'll give us a chance to prepare somewhat. A healing spell, or at least let Bob chug one of his healing pots.

OOC: It's maybe not too inappropriate to swig a drink as you put your gear down and prepare for battle. Casting a spell, on the other hand, might be seen as aggressive behaviour. Maybe Sesto can sprinkle a little holy water on you, pat you on your shoulders and say a few kind words (cast Bless). That might not be seen as casting a spell... [MENTION=59816]FitzTheRuke[/MENTION], what do you think?
 

OOC: It's hard to say. I would suggest you be very careful with how much "cheating" you do, but they are not very smart, so you might get away with some things.

Generally as a DM I don't tend to tell people the likelihood of success before they try something. (Generally because I am a 'yes' DM, in that, sure, you can try it, but there may be some checks involved, and they may be mathematically difficult, depending on what you want to do).

All that said, I doubt anyone would even notice Bob drink a potion.
 
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In preparation for his challenge Bobranthus stops to adjust his equipment and drops his unnecessary pack to lighten his load. As he does he fishes through it and removes a small vial of liquid which he uncorks and downs in one swift motion. Dropping the emptied container back into the pack he turns to Sesto, handing him the pack. "If I fail, do not mourn me. My people live for battle and to die in battle is the greatest honor. If you can, please seek out my tribe and tell them of my glorious fate."



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Sesto takes the pack and looks at Bobranthus with sympathy and admiration. Bobranthus seems to grow with pride as he stands there getting ready to fight for the group. It must mean a lot to him to fight in a duel against their champion.
Of course, I will, Sesto tells Bobranthus. However, today is not the day to die, today is the day to be victorious. We all have great faith in you.
As Bobranthus turns to step down into the fighting pit, Sesto thinks to himself: If I get a chance, I will ask for Lathander's blessing when the fights starts. A quick victory will suit our cause best. Let's see who this bug-beast champion is... or what it is!
 

With so many Troglodytes packed in to such a small space, the fighting pit and viewing mounds smell so terrible as to make in almost impossible to watch without retching. Bobranthus climbs down into the pit, and the trogs cheer, a hissing chorus.

"We begin! And may Dragon bless Troglodyte Champion, Bug-Beast!" announces Chief Urbone, to much hissing and stomping. He then eyes the group, as if he expects them to invoke the blessings of another lesser god, and would be outraged if they do.

Bob looks around for his opponent, and the Chief throws into the pit, a large hunk of rotting meat. The ground near the meat begins to shake and collapse in on itself.

GM: Bob, Roll both initiative, and perception.
 


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