THE HEROES OF DYVERS CHAPTER 7: CLARE'S ERRAND

[Waynan]

Tam brings his bow to bear on the hydra's heads. Attacking from the doorway so he can make a quick escape if its breath weapon comes into play


How many attacks does he get? 2 or 4?

 

[Tellerian Hawke]

GM: As per your intention via Discord Chat to draw your bow.

Spoiler: What Tam is told by Darkfang. TAM'S EYES ONLY.

Tam feels Darkfang's anger and frustration when he reaches for the bow. He feels as if the dagger wants him to unsheathe it, and point its tip toward the hydra.

Spoiler: Tam's Combat Stats

TAM'S STATS:
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BASE MELEE: +12 / BASE RANGED: +16 / BASE DAMAGE BONUS: (MELEE): +1

Melee w/ Darkfang: +18 Total To Hit (+18 /+13 /+18) / Damage:1d8+7 Before Sneak Attack.

Ranged w/ Darkfang: +22 Total To Hit (+22 /+17 /+22) / Damage: 1d8+13 Before Sneak Attack.

 

[Waynan]

Tam-Tam can't recall the Dagger speaking to him, or seeming to speak to him, so directly before. He stops reaching for the bow (and stops before stepping out from behind the wall into the open) and pulls Darkfang from its scabbard.

"And what think you can do by my just pointing you at it?"

 

[Tellerian Hawke]

A surge of sparkles runs from the hilt of the dagger, up Tam's arm, and swirls around his head, causing his eyes to briefly glow a brilliant blue! Tam doesn't seem quite like himself; he smiles, a grim smile of satisfaction, and laughs incessantly as he steps around the corner, and points the blade at the hydra. He knows exactly where to aim; the beast's heart is just above the left-side bruise where Kamen hit the thing. With deadly accuracy, Tam instinctively, goaded by the dagger, causes it to release three, glowing metal shards, all of which strike the exact same spot!

Spoiler: Combat Metadata

GM: Flat-footed AC: 23. Tam's attacks: 38, 33, 34 (All hit. Flat-footed = Add 4d6 Sneak Attack.) Damage: 32, 26, 31 Total Damage: 89 pts. Hydra's total hp: 180. Damage taken up til now: 119. 119 + 89 = 208. [-28] Because the hydra has fast healing of 21, he is: Staggered at 0 hp (as normal) Unconcious at half of fast healing rate (round down, 10) Dead at negative amount of fast healing [-21] Tam's damage is 7 pts. past that. The hydra is DEAD!!

The hydra roars in pain, as the thee metal shards rip through its ribcage, piercing its heart! The hydra's chest wound EXPLODES, covering both Kamen and Lathir in foul-smelling gore and blood! The heads writhe in panic as the light of life fades from their eyes, and the big beast slumps to the ground in a dead heap!

Tam can feel the dagger's pleasure at the creature's death, although, unlike the annoying axe, the dagger never utters a sound. Tam looks down at the blade in wonder, as he ponders its intentions.

COMBAT HAS NOW ENDED.

OOC: Wow, I forgot how tough you guys were!

 

[Waynan]

Tam looks at Darkfang with a wide, cheek splitting smile on his face:
"Ok... that."

He places Darkfang respectfully back in his boot scabbard, pats the hilt and blade, promising never to forget about Darkfang again.

 

[Waynan]

Tam looks to Kamen and Lathir, nods to each, and approaches the dais spying for treasure, traps, secret doors in the floor, etc.

 

[Tellerian Hawke]

RE-PRINTED HERE FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE:

GM: ROOM DESCRIPTION: When you finally penetrate the center of the maze, you enter a circular chamber 60 feet in diameter. The ceiling is at least 60 feet overhead. In the center of the room is a two-step dais with a massive chain sunk into an iron ring at its center. Attached to the chain is a massive draconic beast with eleven writhing heads. The wingless creature has steelgray scales and a powerful forked tail. Positioned above the dais is a vertical 10-foot-diameter metal tube extending to the ceiling.

 

[Neurotic]

Obsidian Stalker steps away from the spray of blood without haste. Being xocered in gore is not unfamiliar to him. Black gore runs from the angles of his dark stone skin and drips from his forearms onto the floor. He studies the dead hydra first, not Tam.

Then his turns, glittering eyes settle on the dagger. Then back again.

He crouches beside the corpse and presses thick fingers into the ruptured wound, feeling the shattered ribs and burst heart.

"Did you know where to strike or it did?"

A long silence.

The stonechild wipes the blood across a nearby rock in a slow ritual motion, as if cleansing contamination from a blade edge.

"Weapons should obey the hand. Spirits should obey their nature. When either begins to smile at death, wise folk start digging graves."

His gaze shifts to Tam.

"I have seen men in the deeps let power guide their hands. At first it only whispers certainty. Then instinct. Then righteousness. Be wary."

He stands.

"The beast needed killing. That does not mean the thing in your hand deserved feeding."

Kamen nods toward the boot.
"Keep it sheathed unless the need is real. If it speaks again… I suggest you tell us exactly what it says. Especially if it tells you not to.

OOC: We're in the range of 'roll fort save not to die from massive damage'.

OOC: NOTE: Kamen has Scent, in case it is relevant at some point, and blind fight if someone with Darkstalker comes within 5'

--- after response ---
He looks toward the big pipe and climbs the steps to peer into it.

 

[Tellerian Hawke]

GM: Tam, do you actually examine the inside of the tube? If so, how far up into the tube do you go?

 

[Waynan]

Tam looks at Kamen and says to him as he then looks up the pipe:
"My good Kamen, give me a lift. Will you?"