The ring of fire encircles the golden creature. Justin notices something strange. The haze of golden motes surrounding the creature melt away where the fire touches them! It seems the flames are hot enough to melt the aerosol gold flakes into golden droplets. Cruikshanks decides to take a stab at ranged attack. He produces a short bow and begins to let fly
Atk 1 shortbow (with Vital Strike): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (12) + 17 = 292d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 3) + 2 = 7
Atk 2 shortbow: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 201d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Atk 3 shortbow: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 231d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Haste atk shortbow: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (16) + 17 = 331d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
The arrows ricochet off the melting golden creature harmlessly. He unsheathes his great sword
“Next up I’m going straight in!”