The creatures takes a large chunk of Antons shoulder with it, blood gushing from his massive wound. His eyes roll into the back of his head before he drops to the ground, unconscious.
Tragershen is up in the surprise round.
Unable to tell where the odd noises are coming from, Anton automatically reaches for his trusty polearm. As two of the bizarre batbirds close, he tries to take advantage of his greater reach, though he only has time to strike at one before they're both upon him.
Sadly, he's too unprepared for the direction they came from, too startled by their strange appearance, and too unused to fighting flying creatures. His swing whooshes through empty air, and he doesn't get another chance before their swift, brutal attack sends him to the brink of death.
Tragershen, still recovering from his illness, is slow to react at the appearance of the creature. When he is finally able to register the threat, he lets his rapier fly at the creature.
To hit
Damage
Fortunately, the arcane trick he uses to sling his weapon at foes automatically brings it back to him; otherwise he'd be spending the rest of the night searching the jungle for it.
Although warned by the odd noises and holding his trusty polearm, Anton is still caught by surprise by the suddenness of the batbirds' attack. Spinning to face their swift movement, he is unable to bring his lucerne hammer to bear before one of them ravages his shoulder with its toothy jaws, sending him to the brink of death with a single strike.
Knowledge Nature
A... a dimorphodon! Be careful, it can weaken you with its poisonous bite!
Nim watches as the flying creatures swoop in upon the group with startling speed.
Dimorphodons! Beware their poisonous bite!
Seeing Anton fall to the beast's vicious attack, Nim commands Wicewakan to defend the fallen halfling with a gesture. Wicewakan immediately responds by moving to Anton and standing over him while growling menacingly.
Wicewakan defends Anton with his teeth...
...baring his teeth and growling loudly but snapping harmlessly at the Dimorphodon as it passes.
Gripping his spear tightly, Nim likewise moves alongside the stricken ranger and readies himself to strike when one of the creatures comes within range.
As the Dimorphodon streaks in, Nim crouches slightly before thrusting his spear upwards with tremendous force...
...skewering the creature upon his weapon!
Nim calls out to the others, Rally together! Get back to back and defend each other!
Wicewakan tries to bite the flying menace as it passes...
...by finds nothing but air.
Nim swings his spear in a wide arc, hoping to catch the beast as it flies by...
...and strikes it solidly!
Nora jerks her head this way and that as the creatures emerge and warnings are cast around the group. "Don't Panic!" she yells, more for the benefit of the others than the party members. She moves herself away from the creatures towards the centre of the group.
Order of Combat Round 2:
Dimorphodons 23
Anton 19
Tragershen 7
Corbrius 6
Nim 4a
Wik 4b
Nora 3
The Dimorphodons disappear into the jungle although you catch glimpses of them banking...possibly for another run against the group...
Nora draws out a dagger and says what might be obvious "Stay together, they are going to come around for another pass, don't separate..." she begins muttering an incantation to her God, a lingering pulse of divine blessing shimmering forth like a barely remembered autumn night.
Anton, need a stabilization check as you bleed out.
Tragershen and Corbrius are up to end the round.
Nora! See to Anton's wounds! We'll keep the beasts off of you as best we can!
Anton lies senseless, his life's blood soaking the jungle floor.
Anton noted that Gelik and Jask were the most distant of the castaways, and resolved to do his best to get them to open up. Wishing once again that he had Nora's skill with people, he went and tried anyway.
First, Anton approaches Jask, hoping that he still remembers who freed him... wow. Has it only been four days? Amazing. So, how's it going, freeman? He offers a halfling fist bump. We all appreciate the good work that you've been doing, keeping people healthy in such difficult circumstances. Sure, Aerys got sick anyway; but Nora wasn't able to keep Tragershen and me from getting sick, and she has every advantage.
Speaking of which, I've been meaning to find some good wood for someone to make a holy symbol of Nethys, but I've been swamped just keeping everyone fed. First chance I get, I'll take it, I promise. Anton smiles, leans forward, and gives a conspiratorial wink. And then maybe you can tell us more about why you were in chains in the first place.
Feeling optimistic about the exchange he just had with Jask, Anton visits with Gelik next. It's always a nice change to not have to look up when he talks to the gnome, though Gelik's uncharacteristic shabbiness is a sharp reminder of all that the castaways lost. Gnomes love novelty. Maybe I can use that to make him see what he still has to give?
Say, friend. On the ship, you were really good with the jokes and the storytelling. Foul as it was, I don't think I ever laughed so hard in my life as when you told that one about the baroness, the man-at-arms and the three-legged dog. I really miss my tomtoms, but I'm not a real musician, and you're so creative. Do you think that you could help me improvise something? Find random objects that will make fun sounds when I hit them?
Corbius shakes away his sudden surprise as the Dimorphodons disappear and steps closer to Gelik his rapier (Asilande) sparkling momentarily as he does. Gelik stay behind me in case they come round again for another attack.
Corbius prepares to strike at any Dimorphodon that comes within reach.
As the Dimorphodon flys by Corbius whips Asilande across it's body..
..leaving behind a large ragged gash.
Corbius strikes at the creature as it passes by..
..only to flail Asilande harmlessly in the air.
I'm going to take a chance and start casting Sleep, hoping to have a grouping to target it on when it is ready to go, and hoping not to be taken down in the process...
Anton lies on the ground looking remarkably similar to how he looked a few seconds ago, which is to say dying. You can tell by the blood gushing from the horrible wound where the once-agile halfling used to have a shoulder.
Order of Combat Round 3:
Nim 23a
Wik 23b
Corbrius 23c
Dimorphodons 23d,e
Anton 19
Tragershen 7
Nora 3
The Dimorphodons indeed return, driven into a frenzy by the smell of the bloodied halfling, two trying to get to him coming in from the West while the last one comes in from the Northeast banking west continues to attack Gelik....
The two from the West land next to the halfling, the only thing saving his life from being finished is the attack on the Dimorphodon in I10 from Nim that gets their attention.
Attack on Nim:
Attack on Gelik:
The attack is too much for Gelik and he runs and lays on the ground next to Ishirou behind Tragershen babling in fear...Nim takes a moderate wound for his efforts while te lucky Gnome is missed again.
Anton bleeds out some more...Tragershen releases a sleep on to one of the creatures
and he puts the creature to sleep
Nora is up after Tragershen states his action.
"I'm on it!" Nora yells, dancing to get closer to Anton and lay her hand on the fallen halfling, channeling divine energy into her fallen comrade.
Wicewakan straddles the still prone, and heavily wounded ranger protectively while snapping at the Dimorphodon with its teeth... ...but once again finds his prey elusive.
Nim doesn't seem to notice his own wound as he thrusts his spear at the Dimorphodon, while bellowing, You will find no easy meal here today! ...stabbing it in the neck and spraying more blood upon the sand.
BTW I will be on vacation this week. I will have internet access but will be in Disney with the family so posting will probably be only 1-2 times per day at best.
Don't forget to post any other RP you have for your day back at the camp.
Targeting the one in F10 with the Sleep spell. DC 15.
Anton's eyes try to focus. He doesn't remember his berth ceiling looking so furry... it's a body. He isn't on a ship, he's... where? He looks to the side, seeing roots and trees and leaves. A jungle. An island, he remembers. He tries to shake off the confusion, and then it hits. Hrngg... From long experience as a scout in Molthune's army, he automatically suppresses what would otherwise be a scream of pain.
Corbius watches as the Dimorphodon flaps away only to hear Tragershan mutter some words of power and see it plummet to the earth. With a quick glance towards Nim to see that he is got things in hand he races towards where the one fell out of the sky before it awakens.
Corbius approaches the sleeping creature and thrusts his rapier through it's throat..
..pinning it to the ground with his rapier.
Just die you stupid little beast! as he thrusts at the Dimorphodon..
..striking it through the torso with another thrust.
Nim finishes the beast next to him...Tragershen sleeps the one flying away...unfortunately the fall
is enough to wake the beast....but it is enough time for Corbrius to make his way over to attack the creature laying on the ground...it is injured but still alive.
It flops up striking back at Corbrius...
Order of Combat Round 4:
Nim 23a gone
Wik 23b gone
Corbrius 23c gone
Dimorphodons 23e gone
Anton 19
Tragershen 7
Nora 3
Anton is up and then the rest...
Still woozy, Anton notices a batbird lying dead next to him -- no, a dimorphodon they called it -- Nim's spear dripping its blood on the ground. There was yelling; that was probably what woke him up. He hears Corbius's distinctive tread followed by a hiss and a snap of toothy jaws, but no sound of an impact or cry of pain.
Owww. I need to get up! No wait, that would just make me an easy target. I need to stay down! I think I'll just lie here for a moment. Shout if you need me.
Double move to H12 and ready his rapier along the way.
BTW I will be on vacation this week. I will have internet access but will be in Disney with the family so posting will probably be only 1-2 times per day at best.
Don't forget to post any other RP you have for your day back at the camp.
So don't wait long for prompting, and don't hesitate to roleplay.
Nora follows her own advice and stays close to the others, looking at the remain two(?) flying creatures as they move in their respective paths. She quickly shifts her position just enough to hack at the one in from of Nim with her Dagger.
Her long swings don't appear to be that effective however.
Double move to H12 and ready his rapier along the way.
Nora follows her own advice and stays close to the others, looking at the remain two(?) flying creatures as they move in their respective paths. She quickly shifts her position just enough to hack at the one in from of Nim with her Dagger.
Her long swings don't appear to be that effective however.
Top of round 5 people are up....assume Nora moves to the other Dimorphodon in F10 and attacks it...and misses.
Corbius avoids the snapping jaws and thrusts his rapier.. ..through the throat of the beast in a spray of blood.
Ripping his sword free Corbius turns to see the other beasts already taken care of. Asilande you did well today. Corbius whispers to his sword cleaning the blood from it's surface.
Nim raises a single eyebrow at Corbius conversing with his rapier. He looks at his own spear but says nothing to it while shrugging his shoulders.
Nim draws his dagger before methodically removing the heads from the two downed dino birds near him, ensuring they are dead before gesturing for Corbius to do the same. He then calls out to the others, Nora can you tend to Anton? Anyone else injured? We should regroup in case there are any more about... Nim's eyes scan the treeline looking for any other threats.
Well, that sounded final. Anton scoots out from beneath Wicewakan and retrieves his polearm from the island floor, leaning on it some.
Looking at the dead dimorphodons, he gives a big grin. Huh. I hope they're edible. With every bite, I'll be giving thanks to not be the one getting eaten. It'll be one of the most satisfying meals I ever had.
Corbius acknowledges Nim and quickly sheathes Asilande and draws out his dagger and proceeds to remove the head of the Dimorphodon at his feat if somewhat less skillfully then Nim.
Carrying the corpse over to Nim and drops it next to the others. Looks like flying lizard stew for dinner to me. He says with a smirk.
Corbius then walks over to where Gelik is cowering. It is all over Gelik they are dead and you are not in danger anymore. Are you hurt at all? Tragershen says they are poisonous so if you are bitten you need to let Nora take a look at you. Corbius places his hand on his shoulder in a comforting manner.
Need two Fort saves for STR poison
All remains quiet as you skin and gut the beasts. You likely have enough to feed the group for two days although Nim has heard that these beast are not good eating.
Gelik's lip trembles with fear...This jungle is going to kill all of us...how are we going to survive this!
The rest of the castways except for Jask and Sasha also seem to be looking around, fear easily read in their eyes.
The rest of the evening goes quietly and no other incidents happen.
The night passes quietly and you have your second chance at a day to try and accomplish something other than maintenance of the camp or hunting. What are your plans for the day? There is the other wreck or exploration of the jungle?
Encounter Dawn
Encounter noon
Encounter Dusk
Encounter Midnight
As for my existing issue (pulsing puffs?), I went ahead and rolled the second Fort save earlier (counting from the first one, that I failed the morning of the 3rd of Lamashan). Just wanted to make sure it didn't get lost in the holiday shuffle, since it was so good. ;)
Anton gathers the other four adventurers away from the castaways. As much as I'm itching to explore that other shipwreck, the others fell apart in our absence. And we were only gone a day and a night. Without a holy symbol, Jask couldn't keep Ansha upright; most of them are unarmed and practically helpless; and Gelik can't use his storytelling skill to help keep up morale when he's the most frightened of all. It might feel to some of you like a waste of time, but with just a day of work, I think that we could leave this a much more safe and secure place to come back to when we need a rest from exploring.
Nim snaps at Gelik, The jungle is not going to kill us all! Cease all the sniveling and whining! Grow some backbone! It is that kind of behavior that is going to cause your fears to realize! If we work together, look out for one another, there is nothing on this island we cannot overcome! Nim meets the eyes of each of the other castaways as he speaks.
Returning his attention to Gelik, You fancy yourself a story teller... how about coming up with a story of the brave ship wrecked group that survives and thrives on the jungle island? I much prefer it to the alternative....
Nim waves his hand dismissively. Whatever you think will help alleviate their fears and raise morale... I grow tired of coddling them, but if you wish to spend another day around camp in the hopes that it will change their outlook, then so be it. I have no where better to be...
He then leaves Wicewakan at the edge of the camp watching the treeline for trouble before beginning to perform whatever tasks need doing or are asked of him. He works hard, in his customary efficiency, and in silence...
Tragershen nods at Anton's words. Very well. One day. I will see what I can do, but I'm hardly a scintillating diplomat myself.
When he finds a moment during that day to speak to Gelik alone he'll say You are a brave gnome to say the things you have. Most of us here just swallow our fear and let it grow and fester inside. If that is allowed to happen, then our fears may indeed come true. I don't think you realize it, but most here actually look to you to speak for them, and it is up to you whether you speak words of hope or despair. For the sake of all of us, please consider that.
Diplomacy
Nim snaps at Gelik, The jungle is not going to kill us all! Cease all the sniveling and whining! Grow some backbone! It is that kind of behavior that is going to cause your fears to realize! If we work together, look out for one another, there is nothing on this island we cannot overcome! Nim meets the eyes of each of the other castaways as he speaks.
Returning his attention to Gelik, You fancy yourself a story teller... how about coming up with a story of the brave ship wrecked group that survives and thrives on the jungle island? I much prefer it to the alternative....
That's easy for you to say, you have skills in the outdoors, mine are in a tavern. You also have weapons all over you, what I am supposed to do, tell the monsters in these woods they are bad and to go away!
I know your type, let the defenseless fall while the strong thrive...not all of us are slayers of beasts!He turns away from you an storms over to the other side of camp.
When he finds a moment during that day to speak to Gelik alone he'll say You are a brave gnome to say the things you have. Most of us here just swallow our fear and let it grow and fester inside. If that is allowed to happen, then our fears may indeed come true. I don't think you realize it, but most here actually look to you to speak for them, and it is up to you whether you speak words of hope or despair. For the sake of all of us, please consider that.Diplomacy 1d20+0
Bah, your friend is right, I am not a brave man. If I was in a city where I could use my skills I would not fear as much. If you leave on an exploration and never come back I will be the first person they get rid of. I can't hunt, or make things and they have no love for me.
Maybe you are right though...I will try to keep my doubts to myself.