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| DungeonMaster | Feb 29 2016, 02:32 PM Post #1 |
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The road to Greenest has been light, but scenic, as you slowly make your way through the countryside of the Kingdom of Valeria, formerly known as the Burning Coast. You have each taken different paths to get to this point, but each path was as uneventful as the other. The lush plains of the coast don't allow for many hiding places for bandits or ambushes, and even so, adventurers such as yourselves don't typically have much difficulty with the random brigands and thieves that find themselves lurking in the shadows, waiting for unsuspecting prey. Upon approaching the city, however, you immediately sense that something is wrong as the sun dips down towards the horizon. The normal sounds of summer suddenly draw quiet, instead replaced by screams and what sounds like the crackling of flames. You hear a cacophonous explosion, shaking the ground at your feet, even as far away from the town as you are, and your pace immediately quickens. As you crest the top of the hill that looks down into the valley where Greenest lies, you see a city in flames. From your distance, you can make out humanoid creatures frantically running around, causing chaos and attempting to strike down any villagers that come their way and, amongst all of the chaos down in the city streets, you hear an enormous "whoosh" as a blue dragon flaps its wings, soaring over your head and dipping down towards the town before letting off a blast of lightning that hits something, causing a massive explosion in the center of town. Your pace quickens and each of you passes through the gates into the town at different times, all ending up in the town square at roughly the same time, each on different sides of the square, looking and surveying the damage done to the city. Before you can react to anything, however, you notice three kobolds and what appears to be some sort of dragon-like creature anarchically destroying the town square. They are all too preoccupied with their current task to take notice of any of you. What would you like to do? As far as who is who, Jareth is the top left token, Soliel is the top right and Oakenheel is the bottom left. Also, click on the spoiler to see an explanation of the map. Spoiler: click to toggle ![]() Edited by DungeonMaster, Feb 29 2016, 02:36 PM.
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| DungeonMaster | Mar 3 2016, 11:09 AM Post #71 |
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Seeing the cultist, Castellan's eyes burn red with anger as the ginger dwarf charges past Ulric and Jareth towards his foe. He reaches the cultist and slashes out twice with his great axe. [result]15&15,1d20,0,15&1d20[/result] + 6 to hit [result]10&10,1d20,0,10&1d20[/result] to hit |
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| DungeonMaster | Mar 3 2016, 11:14 AM Post #72 |
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Castellan swings with his massive axe, cleaving into the cultist's shoulder as the blade digs into the flesh nearly a foot into his shoulder before he tears it from the wound. In his haste, he swings again at the cultist, but this time the masked man is ready for him, barely parrying away his blow at the last moment. Up Next: Jareth
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| Jareth | Mar 3 2016, 11:54 AM Post #73 |
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Jareth takes a half second to survey the battle then calls out to Ulric without looking at him. "Help her, I'll help the dwarf." Jareth then dashes toward the dwarf, who is surrounded, with his swords at the ready and a blood lust in his eyes. (Targeting the other Kobold if I kill the first) [result]20&20,1d20,0,20&1d20[/result] + 4 + 2 [result]6&6,1d20,0,6&1d20[/result] + 4 + 2 |
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| DungeonMaster | Mar 3 2016, 12:26 PM Post #74 |
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Jareth swings his sword at the kobold directly in front of him, quickly running it through the midsection. As it falls to the ground with a gurgle, he draws the sword from its body and swings its counterpart at the other kobold, slicing its throat with vicious precision. Blood spills out and the creature's head lolls backwards and drops to the street, blood pooling around it. Up Next:Soleil
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| Soleil Moonshadow | Mar 3 2016, 12:34 PM Post #75 |
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Soleil grimaces in pain from the wound in her shoulder as she draws an arrow from her quiver and loads her longbow. She glares at the cultist and angrily utters, "Lucky shot, asshole. Now it's my turn." She lets the arrow loose as her blood boils with the Crimson Rite. [result]18&18,1d20,0,18&1d20[/result] + 7 [result]7&7,1d20,0,7&1d20[/result] + 7 |
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| DungeonMaster | Mar 3 2016, 12:41 PM Post #76 |
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Soleil manages to push the cultist backwards, gaining enough space to loose an arrow. The flames lick around the wound, cauterizing it almost instantly as the arrow sinks into the cultist's forehead, piercing the mask as he falls backwards, blood pooling around his head. Up Next: Sir Ulric
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| Sir Ulric | Mar 3 2016, 01:44 PM Post #77 |
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"A simple 'thank you' would suffice, Jareth!" Ulric shouts after Jareth as the impetuous human dashes back into combat without so much as a glance in acknowledgement. From his position, he can see Jareth take down the two remaining kobolds and Soleil manage to shoot her way through the cultist with her bow. "Come on, Oakenheel... you can't get left behind again. Get in the fight!" He takes the battle axe off his back, muttering a prayer to Amonkira, and sprints toward the cultist in front of Castellan and Jareth. He swings his axe from the cultist's right shoulder in a diagonal fashion. Attack: [result]19&19,1d20,0,19&1d20[/result] + 3 +2 |
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| DungeonMaster | Mar 3 2016, 02:21 PM Post #78 |
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Ulric screams as he swings his axe down on the cultist's right shoulder, his eyes glowing with divine energy as the axe completely cleaves through the man, slicing his body in two in a diagonal manner and separating the two parts from one another with a gory spray. Up Next: Cultists
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| DungeonMaster | Mar 3 2016, 02:23 PM Post #79 |
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The remaining cultist, on seeing his compatriot get cleaved in two, charges towards the man that just sliced him in half, swinging his scimitar at Sir Ulric. [result]18&18,1d20,0,18&1d20[/result] + 3 to hit |
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| DungeonMaster | Mar 3 2016, 02:27 PM Post #80 |
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The cultist's sword swings at Ulric, slicing a couple inches into his trapezius, to which Ulric looks the cultist square in the eyes with a grin and flexes his lean muscles, popping the blade right back out of his flesh, leaving only a small gash where the sword entered. Spoiler: click to toggle Up Next: Castellan
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