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<blockquote data-quote="Binks" data-source="post: 6586062" data-attributes="member: 6775039">Perfect!&nbsp; I can work on my bond to redeem myself for letting you fall into the crevasse!As I'm sprinting toward Otthor I string an arrow.&nbsp; Rawr explodes with ferocity on the pack of aboleths attempting to pull Otthor apart, limb by limb.&nbsp; Before I can let fly, I see something coming at me at high speed out of my peripheral.&nbsp; I reflixively dive and roll.[sblock]Defy Danger (Dex)5, 3 + 2 = 10[/sblock]Narrowly avoiding the Aboleth Overseer's tentacles, I keep the momentum and roll to my feet.&nbsp; Arrow after arrow after arrow streams from my bow as Rawr tears into the three creatures and rips them off our friend.[sblock]Volley (Dex)3, 3 + 2 = 8Blot Out the Sun.&nbsp; Spending 2 Ammo to hit all three aboleths on Otthor.&nbsp; 1 Ammo left.d8 + 3 (Rawr) damage.&nbsp; 7.&nbsp; All three are dead.I'll take danger as my complication.[/sblock]I jump onto Otthor and cover him with my cloak to help protect him.&nbsp; I'll endure this suffering for him.I cringe when I hear the dog yelp and Rawr protest from the scalding steam...[sblock]Defend (Con) Otthor4, 2 + 1 = 7.Spending my 1 Hold to:* Redirect an attack from the thing you defend to yourself.[/sblock][sblock]6 damage to me.[/sblock]I pull Otthor to his feet and he sees my burned face.&nbsp; With bloody, blistered lips I say &quot;...we have to save the dragon!&quot; as I point at the two Aboleth Overseers entangling his wings with their tentacles and bringing him to his knees with their vile auras.&nbsp; &quot;Get their tentacles off his wings and pull them off of him so he can fly!&quot;[sblock]Defy Danger (Wis)4, 5 + 2 = 11[/sblock]I easily shake off the vision and see it for what it is; a phantasmal illusion from the twisted mind of the Aboleth Overseer.&nbsp; Hoping the sound of my voice and my logic helps clear my friend’s head, I beseech him to cast off the illusion in our hour of need.&nbsp; “Otthor, this is nothing more than the Far Realm’s twisted version of our Fey magic.”&nbsp; I then speak an elven mantra that our instructors provided us back home when we would be subjected to Fey enchantments so we might develop a resistance to their lure. [sblock]Decades of Experience so take + 1 and I mark 1 xp when you act on it.[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Binks, post: 6586062, member: 6775039"] Perfect! I can work on my bond to redeem myself for letting you fall into the crevasse! As I'm sprinting toward Otthor I string an arrow. Rawr explodes with ferocity on the pack of aboleths attempting to pull Otthor apart, limb by limb. Before I can let fly, I see something coming at me at high speed out of my peripheral. I reflixively dive and roll. [sblock]Defy Danger (Dex) 5, 3 + 2 = 10[/sblock] Narrowly avoiding the Aboleth Overseer's tentacles, I keep the momentum and roll to my feet. Arrow after arrow after arrow streams from my bow as Rawr tears into the three creatures and rips them off our friend. [sblock]Volley (Dex) 3, 3 + 2 = 8 Blot Out the Sun. Spending 2 Ammo to hit all three aboleths on Otthor. 1 Ammo left. d8 + 3 (Rawr) damage. 7. All three are dead. I'll take danger as my complication.[/sblock] I jump onto Otthor and cover him with my cloak to help protect him. I'll endure this suffering for him. I cringe when I hear the dog yelp and Rawr protest from the scalding steam... [sblock]Defend (Con) Otthor 4, 2 + 1 = 7. Spending my 1 Hold to: * Redirect an attack from the thing you defend to yourself.[/sblock] [sblock]6 damage to me.[/sblock] I pull Otthor to his feet and he sees my burned face. With bloody, blistered lips I say "...we have to save the dragon!" as I point at the two Aboleth Overseers entangling his wings with their tentacles and bringing him to his knees with their vile auras. "Get their tentacles off his wings and pull them off of him so he can fly!" [sblock]Defy Danger (Wis) 4, 5 + 2 = 11[/sblock] I easily shake off the vision and see it for what it is; a phantasmal illusion from the twisted mind of the Aboleth Overseer. Hoping the sound of my voice and my logic helps clear my friend’s head, I beseech him to cast off the illusion in our hour of need. “Otthor, this is nothing more than the Far Realm’s twisted version of our Fey magic.” I then speak an elven mantra that our instructors provided us back home when we would be subjected to Fey enchantments so we might develop a resistance to their lure. [sblock][B]Decades of Experience[/B] so take + 1 and I mark 1 xp when you act on it.[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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