Black Dragon

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12 posts. Alias of Lessah.


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hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

"Screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

with a shrill shout, the small dragon fades into the gloom of the cavern before reappearing as a diffused shadow over the monster. Swift as a diving hawk, Fellian dives at it and swoops pasts its head. While he passes closes, his tail lashes out to touch the creature, delivering his mistress spell.

Melee Touch Attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18

Free Action to gain another Move Action (Speed Surge). Spend said Move Action activating Shadow Dodge (+9 Dodge AC). Move Action to swoop past monster, Flyby attack & Standard Action to touch monster

AC until next round: 28 & 20% concealment


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

The actions stated is probably round two actions but they may be round three too. Your call Remnant : )

I'll check by soon-ish and add round 3/4 actions if needed !


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

Like a small but vengeful shadow Fellian swoops down from the roof of the cavern, flying at an impressive pace towards the fight. The small drake easily darts around the protruding pieces of rock that hangs down from the roof, careful not to touch them and discharge the magic.

Double Move 180' (plus a bit extra if he needs to descend!)

Jhaelwyn has rolled initiative (12), but I add a roll for Fellian : )

Initiative, Fellian: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

"Hiss!"

*flapflapflap*

The tiny drake flies away into the darkness, melting away into the shadows.

Stealth: 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (7) + 27 = 34

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

I assume telepathy is two-way? Most seem to run it that way, but I've had a few whom made the one-way call...

Fellian looks back at the strange six-limbed creature and nods. Then, with a satisfied sigh he focuses on getting petted again.

Anaxian:
It is better now then before I met her. Food, affection, protection ... She isn't quite right up there, but she is mine.


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

The drake stretches his neck and hisses appreciatively at the petting. He stole a sideways glance at the other dragon, unsure of what the succubi was implying, but soon closed his eyes to wholeheartedly enjoy the sensation.

When she left, the drake let out a sad sigh and looked up at his mistress. As he was doing his best impression of the mystic 'puppy eyes' technique, she soon relented and picked him up continuing the petting. The drake resumed hissing contently.


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

The other dragon was unnerving. He as not sure why, but he knew that much. Fellian gave it a cautious glance from behind his mistress. It was the way it looked he decided. Completely unnatural. What manner of abomination has *six* limbs? Tiamat gave a proper drake four and that is well enough! But he had the lingering suspicion that complaining about the discrepancy the natural and actual number of limbs to his mistress might not be the best of moves, so he remained silent. Looking off into the distance he pondered - I wonder where the others went?


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

Upon hearing his name, the drake looks up and around. Seeing that no-one actually wanted anything, he goes back to what he had been doing for the last half minute or so - gnawing on the bloody bag.


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

"Hiss" *Nod*


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

The small drake hisses, tilts his head to the side and his outline turns blurred again. With no other visible threat present, it shuffled a bit to the side out of sight of the captured plant-thingy.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20

Know(Dungeoneering): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (17) + 15 = 32

Dark Folk :)?


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

The small creature sits up on the rock. It bobs its head up-and-down in response to Sanriel's answer. "Missstressss said to find you - for Lady. Missstressss see with my eyes - missstressss will come!"


hp 55/55 | AC 21/17/16 | Fort +4 Ref +8 Will +10 | Improved Evasion, Shadow Blend | CMD 19 | Initiative +5 | Per +15; Darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision | Status:

The lantern's light had caught the attention of other foul denizens of the underworld, not merely the petrified druid and his companions. Swooping trough the cavern came a small drake, his presence betrayed by a faint breeze in the still cavern air. It was rabbit sized, with coal black scales and tiny red eyes. But even those with perfect night-vision finds that its shape seems to melt out in the shadows cast by Jaduf's lantern (true-seeing does give a sharp image however!). It circles once at the very edge of the light, giving its bearer a curious long glance.

But when it settles down on a rocky outcrop it is the stony druid it focuses on. "Hisssssssssss" it greets him. It tilted its small horned head slightly to the side, clearly considering what to do. After a moment his outline grew sharp and it spoke. A creature of few words - it merely uttered a name it had been given, matching the description of what he saw! "Sssssanriel?"

Can't be too many of *those* running around... Fellian thought to himself. I wonder why he has a human. They are poor slaves ...

I guess both Illia- and Anaxian have been introduced to my familiar - even if the later not necessarily revealed that he is not merely an undead cat (if he has spoiled that he is what he is, Fellian will give him a wide berth)