DM Rambler |
Durandel has negated the spider's surprise, and readies as an action in his own surprise round (including a 5' step as needed).
Note that the spider is above the arch between the collapsed tower and the stairway. Marked as 5' up.
Map is CreepyCrawly.
Durandel Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Lyriah Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Reza Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Tariq Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Tydus Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Novid Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Spider Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Reza ibn Tarsa al-Faris |
Reza's sword and shield are an iron wall against any attack. When Durandel points towards the spider, he swings the blade and shield into a ready stance to deal with it.
OOC: Not that this affects anything until my turn. Flavor text only for the moment.
Durandel V'goridar |
Ready action for the attack of the spider is:
5 foot step and attack with rapier.
Rapier: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Confirm: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
So do I surprise the spider. If so then
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 3
for critical hits
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 5
It's been so long.
Lyriah Tyrraheal |
Lyriah will attempt to take a five foot step back, so she doesn’t get attacked, then let loose an arrow at the foul creature.
Twang: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2
Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
3 rolls and not one was above 6 lol
DM Rambler |
Lyriah correctly identifies the creature as a spider, then stumbles into the bunk behind her and shoots wide.
Durandel steps in and pokes the spider, and the creature oozes ichor.
The spider springs to the wall over Reza, and its mandibles click together rapidly as it lunges!
clikclikclikclik!: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 61d6 ⇒ 3
In its weakened state, however, it is unable to press its advantage.
Novid
Tariq
Reza
Tydus
Lyriah Tyrraheal |
Novid shrieks, "Ahhh!!! A spider!!!", then hides under one of the bunks.
Tariq
Reza
Tydus
Lyriah rolls her eyes. “Stop, you’re frightening the women.” She says, her voice dripping with sarcasm and condescension.
Lyriah Tyrraheal |
“Not afraid of a little bug, are you?” Lyriah intoned the words while she worked the mandibles of the dead spider, using its corpse as a puppet, until she realized that she got some of its blood and ichor on her hands, then she quickly dropped the creature as a shutter of repulsion worked it’s way through her body. Dead things had never bothered her, it couldn’t if she wanted to be a mage, but bodily fluids always gave her the heebiejeebies. Her face reddened from the embarrassment of her joke backfiring, but she still gave a weak smile to her brother.
Search:Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Reza ibn Tarsa al-Faris |
"Little?" Reza asks, glancing at Lyriah out of the corner of his eye. "That was not..." he sees the mandibles, and shudders. "Not. Little." He begins looking around for anything else useful in the room, before preparing to head down the stairs.