An Act of Revenge

Game Master Sylirinight

rofl.. You go last in the round, so that would have happened before i moved.. Instead i will attack any remaining guard.. If there is none ill enter the temple..

Attack Guard if there is one: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (8) + 16 = 24
Attack Guard if there is one: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21

Dam: 2d6 + 20 ⇒ (4, 4) + 20 = 28
Dam: 2d6 + 20 ⇒ (4, 3) + 20 = 27

Temple, or do you mean Town Hall? :p

Yea whatever the main building is lol..

Barackus decimates that last guard as Derras plows into the knight doing massive damage to the poor fellow.

Unless the other DM has something else to throw at you, feel free to pillage, pound and plunder!

The elf will join in the fray since he wants his pickings of the females, guiding the dire bat to land, on a building likely.

He takes his time watching for any other threats and then follows his brute squad. Smiling and whistling.

The knight hopes for mercy just holding his weapon up to hold a full defense and Derras... what do you do?

Barackus strolls into the Town Hall and surveys..
perc.: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

Nelo wades in with Barackus, standing by his side with a smirk on his face.

There are a few clerks, they are all hiding behind their counters or desks. A noble man or council man of some sort walks up with head held high. "You have dispatched our guards and likely our protector, we are helpless to you, what can we give so that our village will not be burned to the ground and that we may live?"

Barackus speaks up.. "I assume since your are speaking that you are in charge here.. First I want everyone to bring there valuables with them and come to the center of town.. Second I want your females to be presented for selection.. Do these things and some of you shall live.. Do it not and all will die today.. Anyone caught fleeing will be skinned alive.. And you will be caught.. Now go.. Before i become impatient!" At the last statement he will unfurl his wings and glare at the man intimidate: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33

He will also communicate to Terror, his bat, to circle the town making sure noone escapes..

Derrus walks inside with his sword drawn, he looks quite menacing towering over even the enlarged Barackus and Nelo.

Derrus, I don't think your mass would even fit through the hall doorway. The doorway creaks and groans as you attempt to push in.

"I am Chandras your humble servant..." The council man/leader says. He quickly ushers his clerks to action. They are all cowed even the leader, but they all work quickly, some to exit when there is space as others run to the back bringing out bags of coins.

"Servant indeed! Bring everything to the base of the town hall and then i want everyone gathered for inspection!"

As the man talks to Barackus, Nelo walks over and lifts the overconfident man 4ft from the ground with one hand, glaring at him briefly before throwing him back to the ground.

Grapple: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28

Strength Check: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (7) + 16 = 23 To break through the door

Derrus fails to break through the door, though you are now stuck in the door frame. Need a DC 30. I am sure that it will come sooner or later.

Chandras hurries his minions up, kicking a few in the process, trying to forget being manhandled.

"Master it would be quicker if we could go out the front doors..." Chandras forgets about finishing that line and quickly flees with his clerks into the back leaving several bags of coins. The structure of the building is buckling under the door frame being shifted.

Keston continues to whistle but backs away from the great hall. "Derrus, back out of there before you get stuck, well... oh well. No, Derrus the two beams holding up the door frame are load bearing beams, don't break them!"

Derrus did you do anything special with the knight? Take a trophy?

Ah yes Derrus rips off the mans hands and adds them to his "collection" (a necklace of old rotting hands)

hearing kestons warning derrus backs attempts to back out
strength to get out: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (8) + 16 = 24

I might be of some assistance.

Drolmnaite raises one hand and a swirl of magic energy radiates from his hand. The walls of the hall start to move. A hole starts to form; the hole is 10ft tall and 3ft wide.

Well? Go and do as he said!

EDIT:I was ninja'd

After the townsfolk are gathered and there valuables are taken.. "Keston, come and pick your female spoils.. Boys, what shall we do with the rest of these weaklings.. Oh and Derrus the knights head is mine.."

He'll cast detect magic an scan around, including the knight..

As Derrus remains stuck in the doorway, Nelo Angelo violently turns his head to the man, pointing at him before releasing his Demonic laugh.

The Dark Knight then lowers his stance towards the ground and charges the Warrior.

Bull Rush to dislodge the man and escape the unstable building: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

This'll be interesting. Hopefully all will be free'd after this!

Derrus begins to push himself out of the portal, a chunk of the wall dissappears and Nelo charges into Derrus, assuming Derrus just goes with it you both move back 20 feet... RP with it boys.

Yea, regardless of the harmless intention in your last campaign, that guy couldn't, but like then, there are no bad intentions here. We're a bunch of evil dudes, so we're gonna have disagreements, but that doesn't have to result in actual conflict/trying to murder one another. :p

Besides, this is a help. :p

Why thank you friendDerrus chuckles in an ominously deep voice before punching Nelo in what he would consider a playful manner.
Awesome blow: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (15) + 23 = 38nonlethal damage: 2d6 + 16 ⇒ (2, 3) + 16 = 21
Sending Nelo flying backward.

LOL!

As Nelo flies backwards halfway through the Town Hall wall, the wall crumbles leaving a 5ft hole, as he clambers to his feet, shoving the rubble aside as if it were mere pebbles.

As he looks towards Derrus, a sinister smirk appears on his face, before the Dark Knight turns away and inspects the state of the building as he once again enters the Town Hall.

"When you guys are done swapping licks would you mind helping me decide what to do with the villagers? I say we slay them all after Keston has his pick of the females.. Thoughts?"

Upon re-entering the building, Nelo looks to Barackus, grimaces and shakes his head.

He then points to the women, smirks and holds out his left arm, pointing back at both Keston and Barackus, shaking his hand and finger side to side, before sliding his hand across his blade, seemingly setting it alight with a blue flame, as he guards the women.

Flaming Blast Cantrip. Same as Ray of Frost, but with Fire.

"What our silent one does not want us to keep the women, but to leave them here?" The elf snickers at his comment but is asking to understand the silent one's actions/pantomiming. "Perhaps he has another need for them, now Nelo I take very well care of my slaves. They should not have the want for need. Though I will have to find shelter and the necessities. Do you have a purpose, or are you just guarding them?" I am sure Nelo nods to each of my statements, So just ooc it and we will understand the nods in game.

Nelo meant to say 'head and finger side to side?'

Nah, he's shaking his finger at you, basically saying no, but that involves shaking the hand side to side as well.

Nelo glares at you all and pointing with his sword, he holds it out towards the Clerk who seemed so eager to put the lives of others at risk in favour of his own, and then smiles, miming the actions of slitting a throat with his own blade.

You get the idea that he's saying if anyone should be killed, it's the Clerk.

He then carves his sword across the ground, literally drawing a line between himself (and the team) and the women.

Honourable to a degree, like I said. He won't allow women to be harmed, taken advantage of against their will, or anything like that. He's also not bothered about killing the people within the building as in his mind, it serves little purpose and they aren't at all a challenge. He's saving his strength for an enemy worthy of fighting.

"Well it seems our friend here isn't to keen about you having women toys ahhahaa.. Perhaps one of us here has a concious.. That will get you killed in our line of work there Nelo.. I care not for the weaklings, do what yall wish.. Chandras was it? Are the people gathered and prepared to pay tribute?" As he asks he swips his scythe up its end and stares at the manling..

Nelo just laughs at Barackus' remark of a conscience meaning death. He doesn't really have much of one, or a consciousness. He just has a small degree of honour from when he was once human. It seems his personality was strong enough to even leave a mark on his corrupt and hellish form.

"Yes master most have gathered, there are a few that are too scared to come into your unholy prescence, I can guide one of your fellows to deal with them." Chandras is tumbling over his own words to get them out quickly, though it is understandable.

"Derrus, you mind dealing with the non-conformist? Come let us see if there tribute is worth us not destroying them all.."

My pleasure Barackus, bring me to them little man

Chandras leads Derrus off to one building points at the door then backs up.

I will give you one chance to Come outside and grovel with the rest. if you do not I will kill you and your children saving you for last so you can watch them each die an individually painful death.

With the members Nelo travels with focusing their attention on something else, the Dark Knight leads the women outside, points out to the horizon and grunts Hrghhh, watching as they escape.

Another of the clerks leads Barackus to the group of villagers that have gathered, "Be in line and quick about it lest you lose your head!"

With that the villagers each hold up something besides the piles of peasant treasure at their feet.

The first family has silk, and clothing lying on the ground. A bag of coins and a chest full of coins and jewelry.

The second family has gold. Idols, jewerly, a few ornamental weapons and a shield.

The third family has food. A large bottle of wine in the man's hands. With bread, roasted foul, vegtables, fruits and many other kinds of food.

The fourth family has weapons. A fine medium sized scythe in the matron's hands. About a dozen weapons are on a wolf pelt, on display for you.

The fifth family has armor. A pair of guantlets are in the dwarven male's hands. Seven suits of armor scalemail, halfplate, chainmail, chain shirt, and 3 breastplates.

"I will not grovel before men or demons like you, my life may end, but my curse will live on." She answers in her gravely voice at Derrus.

The woman thank their savior and begin to run. Then the screaming of the dire bat can be heard, and it dives down upon the women.

Derrus nonchalantly and systematically decapitates each of the children, before turning back to their mother. That did not need to happen
Derrus steps forward and (im assuming) easily slices the womans head off.
Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24damage: 4d6 + 25 ⇒ (6, 1, 6, 6) + 25 = 44
Derrus removes the hands of each child and the woman and adds them to his collection, He also takes the womans head to prove a point.

"Barackus inspects the lot put before him.. With a few gesture he casts Detect Magic and inspects the lot further.." To the family that brought just food he stops and turns.. "This is your tribute? Food and Drink?" With blinding speed he brings his scythe down in a sweeping arc, severing the mans head.. He catches the wine before it falls and stows it away and resumes the inspection..

Don't rush too far ahead if you can guys. I'm up to something and just trying to clear it with the GM. :)

This is his Dire Bat stats if you need em btw..

Bedtime for me btw.. I'll catch up tm.. Don't go getting yourself killed Nelo :)

Lol, you know what I'm up to...well part of it. Yea, he's got his honour to uphold. Still, he's fine with you guys killing innocents, just not women and children, so I guess it's a good thing he's not witnessing what you and Derrus are currently doing!

Once you strike down the hag, as simple as her children, you feel a strange sensation wash over you, Will Save.

Once done with the simple process of killing all within, Derrus you find one of the children hidden far back in the cooking pit. He is pitch black, his skin is that is, not from soot but actually the color of a drow. His eyes have a blue hue besides having the natural color of ice. What do you do with this one?

Chandras waits outside, then notices something, " Master Derrus, it looks like they are running for it!"

The elf nearby, not that he has much to do right now, waits a moment then shoots two arrows. Dispatching the male in lead the others fall prone and cry out.

The wine bottle is magical, the gauntlets are magical, one of the longswords are magical, and a small golden box is magical. The clothing group has a vest and a necklace that are magical.

The food family move back, cringe and cower. Speechless.

The other family' cringe back hoping not to be next.

Alright, well as things have moved on, I'll have this happen as I intended, during the beheading of the innocents.

Watching the Bat attack those he just attempted to save, three incorporeal swords appear above Nelo's head, darting fourth at the bat one by one.

Spelll Recall...now down to 4/6 Arcane Points - Magic Missile.

3d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 2, 2) + 3 = 11 damage from the blades.

Seeing a drow child, a creature which has the potential to be a powerful evil being Derrus offers the boy a hand. if he takes it derrus lifts him up onto his shoulder and brings him along, if not he kills him like the rest.
Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

The boy accepts your hand and climbs into it. Then secures himself on your shoulder.

Cursed!
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The bat begins to come down at you and your flock of women, and attacks you, 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 bite attack, 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13 bite damage. It will continue to fly off though provokes AoO.