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Tournament of Champions CR .5 to 5 (Archive)

the crowd starts yelling "Move Up! Move Up!", "Pick on someone your own size" at the snarling hyena thing. But aside from throwing power bars at him they leave in an orderly fashion.

Ferris gleefuly bites into one of the power bars and his teeth become stuck in the superdense and nearly inedible snack-like substance.
 

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The spokes nymph steps forward wearing her newly bought swan dress. It looks more like a entire swan draped around her neck rather than the more traditional swanmay fashion.

WE will fight first.
slackers sit, waiting, watching,
others outcomes.
 

“Ladies and gentle beasts! Welcome back to the CR 2 edition of the Tournament of Champions! Our first quarterfinal match features the best of the Chaotic Good forces against the best of the Lawful Evil forces.”

Making her way into the arena and starting at position 115N115E, this combatant measures 2 feet tall and weighs 20 pounds. She has a record of two wins, zero losses, and one draw in the main battle, fighting valiantly to a draw with Neutral’s formidable light warhorse (snicker). Representing the forces of Chaotic Good, please welcome the coure eladrin Kaaaaaaaaaaaaatie!”

Katie enters to the wild cheers of the Chaotic Good faction of the audience. She is a tiny, beautiful elf dressed in a flamboyant, almost neon green outfit and leafy green skirt. Her hair is unruly and her gossamer wings look almost fake in their cloak-like and multicolored appearance.

“Now making his way into the arena and starting at position 0N0E, this combatant measures 1 foot 6 inches tall and weighs 10 pounds. He is winless in the main battle, with a record of zero wins, one loss, and zero draws. In his loss, he was pounded by the much tougher heavy warhorse (snicker). He hails from the Nine Hells. Representing the forces of Lawful Evil, please welcome the filth imp Innnnnnnnnnnngggweeeeeee!”

The throngs pressing against the gallery railings first notice their eyes begin to water, then they begin to gag, as an unearthly stench proceeds the so-called "warrior" into the arena. With a seemingly impossible Size-to-Stench ratio, into the arena comes Ingwë the Filth Imp. A strapping 18" tall, his bat-wings unfurled, Ingwë's hair holds more oil than Richard Greico, has oily skin in a fetching collage of yellowish-brown, and glowing orange eyes beneath devilish little horns.

Psybo communicates telepathically to the two combatants. “Katie will have the initiative in the first round unless the Chaotic Good representative tells me otherwise.”
 



OOC: If I'm wrong on this move let me know - trying from memory, I'll double-check when I get to my books.

Ingwë, not liking the song, much less the singer, disappears from view.
[Invisibility - flap to 5n 40e 5z]
 

well if you cant stay and listen, then I won't bother finishing. Some people have no paticence.
completely ignoring the irony she abandons the song and turns herself into a ball of light.
 

Btw Katie knows that Ingwe has DR/silver and that he can polymorph into some wimpy animal or vermin.

Ingwe is up next in round 2.
 

Ingwë flaps to 25n 60e 15z, then appears as he hocks a loogie that gracefully hits the ground and turns into a stinking cloud (PHB 284, Fort DC 10) centered on 75n 75e.
 

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