(IC) We be Jammin' (5e PBP)

[FitzTheRuke]

Phlox ran up to the arch and struck and kicked a crystal creature to death, rescuing a woman who was running downhill. He followed her back downhill, keeping her moving without stumbling.

Nic burned another creature, and Gunthar finished it off with a thrust from his gutting knife and a blow to the head from his fishknocker.

The immediate threat past, they were able to look uphill through the arch toward the area most threatened by the writhing, growing tentacle. A group of citizens ran under the arch, then there was a brief moment of quiet before a lone dog came running from behind a building, followed by a dozen of the crystal creatures.

"I don't think this is going to end!" assessed Captain Sartell. "Follow me if you want to live! I have a ship at pier four, and I plan to put to sea with whoever will fit aboard. Who's with me?"

 

[VLAD the Destroyer]

Charlie watches as others dispatch the last of the strange creatures. He scans up the hill through the arch towards the still writhing vine. He is about to move in that direction when he sees the large group of creatures heading towards them. He curses under his breath and prepares to fight when he hears the woman yell. He quickly assesses the situation and nods. He turns to several of the townsfolk near him.

"You heard the woman. Get moving towards the dock."

Charlie whistles loudly for Jak-Jak and begins to move towards the docks. If anyone begins to fall behind or looks to be having problems moving Charlie will help them. Once at the entrance to the harbor Charlie will stop and wait, directing anyone towards the ship mentioned by the captain.

 

[jmucchiello]

Delphne moves along with the crowd, looking for any surprise attacks from any of these critters.

 

[Steve Gorak]

Somewhat relieved that there is a path to safety, Nic shepherds the towns folk towards the dock as he swiftly moves there himself.

 

[Snarf Zagyg]

Phlox heard the cry of the Captain, as he assessed the situation at the arch. The disease has spread too rapidly; we must retreat and quarantine. Perhaps my brothers can be raised. Phlox began to move to the dock, taking up the rear guard and defending the remaining townspeople from the advance of corruption.

 

[Lidgar]

Seeing Nic and the masked one retreat and heeding the captain’s call, the salty dwarf turned and joined them in defending the rear flank as he made his way back to the docks.

 

[Kobold Stew]

Sanderson curses the problems that are always found when he is in cities, noting that they are "dangerous places" as he steps aside from the falling debris. He dodges the rock, and again urges the commoners to retreat south.

He makes his way to avoid the gnome that has moved up to attack, but finds the opponents he had been intending to target were already downed. He tosses the ball of flame in his hand at the lifeless corpse, but misses it in any case.

OOC: DC 12 dex save 1d20+2=19 pass. Move 15' to U8 (for a clear shot avoiding Nic) Action: Cast Produce flame vs #7: 1d20+7=9. Slots left: 4/2/2. Bonus: Telekenesis DC 15 Str check to pull whatever commoner is furthers from him south by 5'. Move 15' south to U11.

 

[Leatherhead]

"AyE, CaPItAiN!" Glau's voice burbled like boiling water. The plasmoid ran southward, picking up the Capitan as their spikes revert into a softer green gelatinous form, and then continued on at full speed toward the ship.

OOC: That will put as both at W-20, if I counted right. Also ending rage due to not attacking or damaging anything this turn.

 

[gnarlygninja]

Sweet William finished off the remaining blight then extended a hand to Devin. "Come on, you can go faster up here than on foot." Not really waiting for a response he hauled the old man up behind him and set off toward the docks.

OOC: I believe my minimum damage will kill it. The elk can move 100 feet if it dashes. _: 1D20+7 = [16]+7 = 23 1D20+7 = [10]+7 = 17

 

[FitzTheRuke]

The streets to the north were rapidly filling with more and more crystal blights - whose deadly tendrils turned those who fell into yet more of the creatures, who then turned to fell yet more citizens. There was no winning this battle. Those gathered in the market were forced to flee for the relative safety of the docks.

Sweet William led the way from atop a great elk. The rabbit-folk warrior could be seen above the crowd, waving them on. While his elk could run at high speed, it was not safe to do so. The route to the docks was steep, cobbled, and crowded with civilians, city guards, and debris that had rained down from the enormous tentacle-like vine that towered over the city, writhing about, and causing great devastation.

OOC: This will be a three-round challenge, similar to a chase scene. You can pick if you prefer to volunteer an ability check (something appropriate to go along with your description) or if you'd prefer for me to write a personal scene for you to react to. Either way, obstacles will present themselves. I will present more info in the OOC thread.