Strahd's "RttToEE" CLOSED

"This time ye be mine, worm," spits Korbryn, again striking at the dragon with his greatsword.



HP 25/42, AC 21
Attack +11, 2d6+10 (19-20) - includes bardic music
 
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Lenuran of Lortmills, Bard 4, Hp: 17/24

"Be brave my friends -- this wyrm will not prevail against us." Lenuran chants, the uplifting story of his continues to buoy the spirits of the others.


OOC: Continue Bardic Music
 

The Kid screams in pain as the teeth rip into his shoulder. Fuming, he nimbly tumbles around the the corner and behind the dwarf, launching a dagger he does so. "Get out of the way, elf! Don't get killed!"

OOC: Move to G11, AC 21 from Skirmish, dagger: AC 27, 15 dmg.
 


Round 3 – End of Combat

"This time ye be mine, worm," spits Korbryn, again striking at the dragon with his greatsword. The dragon shrieks in pain as the sword slice him across the torso.

Miltiades runs up and converts his bless spell to another cure light wounds spell for Korbryn.

The Kid screams in pain as the teeth rip into his shoulder. Fuming, he nimbly tumbles around the the corner and behind the dwarf, launching a dagger he does so. "Get out of the way, elf! Don't get killed!". The precise throw finds a weak spot between the dragon's neck scales.

Two magical missiles almost bring the blue wyrm to his feet, with his last breath, the wyrm decides to flee from where he came, but the sturdy dwarf plans are the opposite, with a fast pull and a quick strike, he plunges his greatsword deep into the beast chest, cracking scales like a paper and tearing flesh like a butter. The blue wyrm gasps for air and slides along the dwarf's sword, the dragon is Dead.

[sblock=Actions]
Korbryn – Attack Dragon 24, dmg 13, AoO 29/24 [Critical], dmg 42.
Miltiades – Clw on Korbryn, 13hp.
Thandis – Tumble to G11 [Success], Skirmish dragon 27, dmg 15.
Lenuran – Bardic Music.
Ithiken – 5ft. to F12, Magic Missiles, dmg 7.
Blue Dragon – Turn to Flee, Dead.

Active spells & Effects:
Ithiken – Shield – 5 minutes. +4 to AC
Thandis - Shield of faith – 2 minute. +2 to AC
Lenuran – Bardic music, +1 to attack/dmg, saves vs. fear/charm.
[/sblock]
 

Korbryn tears Anrak from the dragon's chest in a spray of wyrm ichor, and smiles grimly as the body of the beast crashes to the stone. "Looks like I'll be gettin' me new boots after all! And perhaps a cloak as well."
 

Taken aback by The Kid's rather unwelcoming demand, Ithiken goes a bit haughty and self-defensive. "Hrmph. Well fine. Pardon me for living."

As the dragon drops dead and the others begins breathing easily again, the sorcerer continues to smart from the scout's comment. He wanders around pouting and mumbling under his breath... for despite his age in actual years, the elf is still rather young and immature for an elf. But he doesn't retaliate in any way to the slight, nor try and make it so obvious that his pride and feelings were bruised a bit.
 

Despite the wishes of the group to proceed back to Hommlet right away, the dwarf sets to work on the dragon corpse. After cleaning and sheathing his sword, Korbryn draws his dagger and begins skinning the dragon. He was certain that there was a leatherworker or such in town that cure the hide and craft it for him.

Almost as an afterthought, he takes the dragon's teeth as well. A necklace of dragon teeth would make for an excellent story to tell in the dwarven halls, should he ever find his way home.
 



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