D&D 5E Storm King's Thunder

[Kobold Stew]

Tranio sees his companions depart, and trails after them. Death will find them all soon enough, he thinks. Chasing after it benefits no one.

 

[industrygothica]

"Hopefully that will finally do it. Let's go!"

OOC: Hopefully! I can only blame bad rolls on the crossbow for so long before it becomes evident that I'm just a bad shot!

 

[seriousmoonlight]

You are all (maybe not the dwarfs) pleased to see that your mounts are still there. The animals let you back on and they take off for the other giant building.`

From closer range, it is clear that the two "islands" are connected by a walkway. The bird follow this path until it leads to a more chapel like structure. The mounts land on the staircase that leads up to an open tower.

Even from a distance, it is clear this space is intended as a place to greet visitors and envoys, decorated with a finely woven rug, a painting of a stern-faced cloud giant, a suit of human-sized armor, and a finely carved table and two chairs.

 

[KahlessNestor]

Goldenfields/Cloud temple
Afternoon
Round 0

Dren clutched onto the feathers of his mount with a death grip until they got back onto solid(?) cloudstuff. Moradin forbid if they had to fight on the things!

The dwarven monk looked up at the open tower. Some kind of reception hall, it seemed. “Let’s find these cultists,” he said, drawing his axe.

[sblock=Actions]
Action:
Bonus Action:
Move:
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Conditions:
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[sblock=Stats]
AC: 16
HP: 34/41+8 thp HD: 5//5d8+2
Ki: 5/5/R
Darts 10
Arrows: 20
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[sblock=Party Treasure]
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[sblock=Party]
Tranio - half-elf death cleric
Fistan - human wizard
Carolina - halfling rogue
Dren - dwarf monk
Bethany - human fighter
Aremus - half-elf paladin
Ordrar - dwarf eldritch knight
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[Kobold Stew]

Tranio hops on the back of his mount, its tawny feathers freckled with black and grey, and launches into the air, following Dren. He looks down, and feels the dire sensation of vertigo. "Woo-hoo" he shouts in delight.

 

[industrygothica]

Crossbow readied (hopefully), Carolina takes lead and scouts ahead a bit to see what's what.

OOC: [MENTION=6873732]seriousmoonlight[/MENTION], please make the skill checks for Carolina as necessary. That may save a little time.

 

[TallIan]

Fistan Wizard 5

Fistan frowns at his own bad suggestion, of course chasing down the living made more sense. follows the others to the mounts.

OOC: Oops, got mixed up with Voice of the Chain Master. Fistan and Rillix can only communicate telepathically if they are withing 100ft of each other. I'll have to remember that.

[SBLOCK=Mini Stats]
AC: 12 (15 with mage armour, 17/20 with shield)
Initiative: +2
HP: 30+7/30 (HD: 5/5d6)
Arcane Ward: 14/14 THP

Offense
Spell attack: +7 to hit Spell DC: 16
Quarterstaff: +2 1d6-1B

Luck: 3/3
Healing Potion

Spells
CANTRIPS (3): FireBolt, Light, Minor Illusion, Mage Hand
LEVEL 1: (3/4): *Mage Armour, *Shield, *Fog Cloud (C), *Thunderwave, Sleep, Unseen Servant (R), Alarm (R), Find Familiar (R), Comprehend Languages (R)
LEVEL 2: (3/3) Flaming Sphere (C), *Misty Step, *Levitate (C), *Web(C)
LEVEL 3: (2/2) *Counterspell, *Fireball
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[seriousmoonlight]

The halfling skillfully navigates across the cloud without making any sounds.

_: 1D20+9 = [18]+9 = 27


However, the moment she enters the tower something unseen is triggered, the fancy red carpet leaps into the air and attemps to smother her. The halfling is too quick for this awkward attack though.

_: 1D20+5 = [2]+5 = 7


The two suits of armors begin to move towards Carolina.

Initiative:
Aremus
Tranio
Bethany
Dren
Fistan
Carolina
Ordrar
Rug
Helmed Horror 1
Helmed Horror 2

OOC: The tower is 40 feet by 40 feet. The rug is at the entrance and the two suits of armor are in the center.

 

[Charwoman Gene]

Bethany shouts, "To arms, my friends! while dismounting. She rushes forward to the rug and attempts to cut it to ribbons.

OOC: Attacks on Rug: 1D20+7 = [15]+7 = 22 1D8+6 = [2]+6 = 8 1D20+7 = [7]+7 = 14 1D8+6 = [4]+6 = 10 [sblock=Mini Stats]AC: 18 Init: +0 HP: 48 / 48 Hit Dice: 5 / 5 [1d10+2] Second Wind: 1d10+5 1/1 SR Action Surge: 1/1 SR Superiority Dice: 4/4d8 SR Money: 9 gp, 4 sp, 4 cp, 1 bright gemstone (50 gp) [/sblock]

 

[Kobold Stew]

Seated on his mount as it settle its claws back onto the cloudstuff, Tranio raises his hands, still holding the reins, and points two fingers at the approaching armoured forms.

OOC: HP: 33 AC 17. Spellslots: 4/3/2 Chill touch vs HH1:[roll0], if a hit damage = [roll1]. If HH2 is within 5', [roll2], if a hit damage = [roll3].