Grünerraver the Green Wyrm's page

Sir Alphonse brings Foereaper's gleaming, buzzing blade down in a radiant arc, plunging it into the dragon's head as it tries to leap through Lord Perpireen's magic portal! A geyser of dragon blood showers the Mighty Ones as Grünerraver collapses with a dying roar!

RRROOOAAAAARRR!!!

The Mighty Ones are once more victorious! Well done!

[dice=Claw Attack 1 & damage]d20+21; 2d6+9+2d6

Johann strikes with his AoO and finally pierces the dragon's skin. But can he grab a hold of the dragon and prevent his escape?

[dice= Free Grab attempt]d20+26

Johann tears the fleeing green worm's hide, but fails to arrest its retreat...

Can Alphonse stop him from jumping through the hoop?

Lord P flies above the Dragon, then moving his hands in an intricate pattern opens a doorway to the lands of the dreaming behind the Dragon. It grows to fit the dragon's size. As he does he says.

"Wenn Sie es in die Reiche des Träumens schaffen, bevor sie Sie töten, dann werden Sie dort einen Platz finden Grünerraver das Grüne. Dieses biete ich als Bezahlung für mein Leben an"

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To the others he says.

"Did not the little Ribbie say, mercy to even thine enemies"

Desperate now to escape death, Grünerraver replies eagerly to Lord Perpireen's offer:

[dice=AoO]d20+20+2

This is my 2nd hit on the dragon this round, so I add 2d6 damage from Jabbing Style/Master...
[dice=Damage]d10+9+2d6

Fox jabs the green wyrm's yellow eye as it oggles its escape route! The dragon grunts in pain, UGHHH!!, as it limps away...

ROUND 2:

Hearing Johann's determination to slay it, and seeing similar conviction in the stern countenance of Sir Alphonse, the green wyrm makes a desperate attempt to retreat, but it is surrounded by the Mighty Ones, and has no clear route to escape their wrath. Nonetheless, it turns to flee...

Provokes AoOs from Alphonse, Johann, Ogon Fox, and Ihrin as it tries to retreat back down the tunnel...

Oh, es scheint, als hätte ich deine Freunde unterschätzt, McGibel. Lass uns verhandeln! rumbles the green wyrm, attempting something like a toothy, apologetic smile that just looks like gaping in mortal terror to the Mighty Ones...

"Do you believe yourself in such little danger that you can afford to take your attention off of us?" Alphonse asks as he charges forward to disabuse the dragon of that notion.

Add an extra +2 to this if Ihrin is in a position to flank the beast.

If the attack connects, Alphonse exerts himself, causing a burst of light to flash from the contact.

I cast Litany of Righteousness as a Swift if the attack succeeds; he needs to make a Will save or suffer double the damage above.

Shifting under the haughty dragon, into its shadow, places its head and serpentine neck between the paladin and the ronin Ihrin above on her flying carpet, a perfect flank...

Foereaper carves a bloody ravine in the yellow underbelly of the green dragon! It roars in agony!

GGGRRRAAAAAAARRRGGHHHH!!!! Its agonized roar shakes the stalactites of the cavern!

Will save 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (8) + 20 = 28 to avoid double damage...

Lord P a little upset he got the dragon linage wrong, now knows just how this green worm feels about keeping its race alive.

" ar fáil chun cabhrú, cuimhnigh go, thairg mé ar bhealach amach chun do chraiceann a shábháil. Ach beidh Bród deireadh leat. Rinne mé mo dhícheall. Tá tú saill bloated thug Iskalddød, tú cúram ach amháin do do saint féin agus ba mhaith leis. An bonn is mó de thiomáineann, do aon créatúr de miotas. Rinne tú lotnaidí duit féin a mharaíonn coillte agus crainn iontacha d'aois le haghaidh spraoi. .. Bhí Iskalddød ceart nach bhfuil aon leigheas le haghaidh arrogance ach a cnag sé síos ar a asal. Tógfaidh mé an ubh seo go Grossevapour le súil go mbeidh a fhios aici i bhfad níos fearr conas gníomhú. Na cinn anseo, guí ar an déithe amháin spártha siad do shaol.."

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The green old wyrm seems a little alarmed by the Sprite lord's apparent wrath.

[dice=Reflex save DC 28]d20+12+2

Full damage! Reducing my protection from acid from 120 to 34.

Round 2 Action
The Fox takes a flying kick at the dragon to ensure he is in a flanking position with Johann and follows it with three jabbing punches!

[dice=attack 1]d20+20+2=33
[dice=attack 2]d20+20+2=40
[dice=attack 3]d20+15+2=26
[dice=attack 4]d20+10+2=30

[dice=damage 2]d10+9 (magic, cold iron, silver, bludgeoning)

Shifting a little to the side to help create a flank with his friend the Bear, Ogon Fox rapidly unleashes a sequence known in Wing Chun kung fu as a chain punch, but only the second punch has enough force to hurt this mighty dragon. It grunts in pain. OOF!!... Ich verstehe, Ihr Fuchs hat das Fünf-Tiere-Boxen in China studiert. Beeindruckend.

" Er ist jenseits aller Vernunft, Lord P."

(He's beyond reason.)

Johann sidles to the side, in order to start maneuvering to a flanking position. whether that is enough, or I need to do it more, will be up to you MJ, so please add +2 to these if it is enough.

[dice=Claw Attack 1 & damage]d20+21; 2d6+9+2d6
[dice= Free Grab attempt]d20+26 4 damage Kraken style when grab is successful

[dice= Claw Attack 2 & damage]d20+21; 2d6+9+2d6
[dice= Free Grab attempt]d20+26 4 damage Kraken style when grab is successful

[dice=Bite Attack & damage]d20+21; 2d6+9+2d6

Those will all be misses, even if I am flanking. Anyone who can give some bonuses to-hit, it will be much appreciated.

Shuffling around toward flanking the great green dragon with Fox, Johann rakes and snaps at the beast, but its scaly hide is like the strongest chainmail!

"Ich DID NICHT CHEAT AT DICE! Ich versuchte, eine Wette zu gewinnen, damit Baba Yaga mit mir in die Traumländer kommen würde. Aber nein! genau wie Sie will sie hier bleiben und versuchen, die Flut zurückzudrängen. Ja, ich bin sehr voll davon, dass du mir geholfen hast, zu meiner wahren Form zurückzukehren. Aber ich führte sie nicht hierher, sie kamen, weil ihre Führer des Glaubens es ihnen auch sagten. Ich versuche Ihnen Grünerraver zu verzollen. Um Sie und Ihr ungeborenes Jungtier zu retten. Sie hatten das Ei, aber ich bat sie, es mir zu geben. Sie taten, also jetzt kann ich Sie zurückzahlen. Ich gebe es Ihnen, also hören Sie auf zu kämpfen."

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"Please can we all stop fighting"

Grünerraver seems puzzled momentarily by Lord Perpireen's mention of an egg related to the green dragon. (Lord P might be a bit confused; easy to happen, as it is quite convoluted, but Grünerraver is actually grandfather, not father, of the beryllium dragon egg. He mated with white dragon Iskalddød right before the Hundred Years War (about 100 years ago now), producing Grossevapour, the world's first and so far only turquoise dragon, who more recently mated with copper dragon Kupferflügel, conceiving a clutch of 3 beryllium dragon eggs, 1 of which is now in the possession of the party. Hope this clears things up a bit.)

Then he seems to figure out what the sprite lord is talking about, and haughtily replies:

Ei? Worüber plappern Sie, Sprite? Du meinst das Ei meiner Hure bringt Grossvapour hervor? Ich schäme mich, dass ich jemals auf die grellen Verführungen dieses Albino-Freaks hereingefallen bin, der meinen Samen gestohlen hat, um diesen türkisfarbenen Gräuel hervorzubringen. Jetzt ist sie gegangen und hat sich von diesem Idioten Kupferflügel imprägnieren lassen, und so habe ich Bastard-Enkelkinder. Erzählst du mir das? Tu der Welt einen Gefallen und mache ein Omelett, bevor es schlüpft, soweit es mich interessiert!

I know that's a lot to say during combat, but as in comic books and anime, dialog during battle is half the fun, right?

Ihrin will declare the dragon her enemy, using her challenge.

everybody gets a +1 to hit

[dice=Tiger Claw]1d20+16
[dice=Damage]1d8+6
[dice=Fire]1d6
[dice=Holy]1d6
[dice=Sneak Attack]6d6

[dice=Tiger Claw]1d20+11
[dice=Damage]1d8+6
[dice=Fire]1d6
[dice=Holy]1d6
[dice=Sneak Attack]6d6

[dice=Ice Fang]1d20+16
[dice=Damage]1d6+3
[dice=cold]1d6
[dice=Holy]1d6
[dice=Sneak Attack]6d6

Sneak attack success will make it Bewildered to reduce the AC for me to hit reduced by -6, and everyone else is -2

Successful first hit gets an extra +2 to damage via Challenge

Like Johann's claws, Ihrin's blades are turned aside by the iron-hard emerald scales...

Johann swipes after it with an attack of opportunity but the dragon's scales are too thick.

[dice=Claw Attack 1 & damage]d20+18; 2d6+15+2d6
[dice= Free Grab attempt]d20+26 4 damage Kraken style when grab is successful

Belying its great size, the green wyrm deftly evades Johann's claw of opportunity...

Alphonse attempts to twirl his scythe around to catch the retreating beast.

"Your foul breath is nothing against the might of Heaven!"

[dice=Foereaper]1d20+23
[dice=Damage]2d4+21+13

As Grünerraver backs away, Sir Alphonse again drives the crackling, supernaturally swift crescent blade of Foereaper into the dragon's scaly hide, spilling more of its blood...

GGRRRAAAAHHH!!!

BATTLE MAP OF END OF ROUND 1 AFTER GRÜNERRAVER BREATHES ACID ON THE PARTY

Grünerraver has to back up 15 ft into this position, leaving squares threatened by Johann, Alphonse, and Ogon Fox (and probably Ihrin, too, if she moved up there to strike on her turn), so those PCs can attempt attacks of opportunity...

ROUND 1, after Lady Ihrin:

Roaring in fury, the ancient green wyrm rears its great head back, opens wide its toothy maw, inhales sharply with a sound like a tornado in a tunnel, and then exhales a deadly, greenish-yellow cone-shaped cloud of highly caustic chlorine gas--the very same gas that slew hundreds in the streets of Paris during the infamous Draconic Holocaust on the Feast of Saint Valentine several moons ago! The sixty-foot-long cone envelops all six of the Mighty Ones!

Breath weapon, 60-ft cone, dealing 20d6 ⇒ (5, 4, 5, 4, 3, 1, 5, 3, 6, 5, 6, 4, 3, 5, 5, 4, 5, 2, 5, 6) = 86 acid damage, Reflex save DC 28 for half damage... Don't forget to apply your protection from acid and resist acid: The CL 8th protection provides 96 points of protection, the CL 7th provides 84 points, the CL 6th provides 72 points, and the CL 5th potions provide 60 points; the CL 8th and CL 7th resist potions provide acid resistance 20, while those of 6th and lower CL provide resist acid 10. Potion effects should be applied after rolling saving throws, of course.

29 Diplomacy is pretty good, Lord P... But with your allies attacking, the dragon seems intent on mortal combat...

Snarling in reply to Lord Perpireen's impassioned entreaty:

Dankbares Sprite! Hast du schon vergessen, dass du mir dein wertloses Leben schuldest? Ist dein Gedächtnis so kurz? Als du das letzte Mal hier in meinem Versteck warst, hätte dich die Russische Hexe von Baba Yaga, die dich beim Würfeln erwischt hat, in einen Molch verwandelt, hätte ich es nicht verboten! Zahlen Sie mich so zurück? Bring diese Mörderischen Vagabunden in mein Versteck, um meinen Schatz auszurauben und mich zu töten, wenn ich mich weigere, durch deinen kleinen Feenreifen zu springen!?

Johann stays next to Alphonse! He pounces on the dragon!

[dice=Claw Attack 1 & damage]d20+21; 2d6+9+2d6
[dice= Free Grab attempt]d20+26 4 damage Kraken style when grab is successful

I am getting confused in my various game versions and can't remember if I even have a chance to grapple something this big.

AC 36... a miss...

Johann's claw rakes against the iron-hard emerald scales, failing to find purchase...

Alphonse snaps his new wings out, ascending slightly to meet Gruneraver.

"This is your end, dragon!" he shouts, and brings Foereaper down upon the great green menace.

Move: move up to 60 feet; Swift: Smite; Standard: attack.

[dice=Foereaper slash]1d20+23
[dice=Damage]2d4+21+26

The dragon roars in pain and rage as Sir Alphonse buries the crackling Bright blade of Foereaper between emerald scales of Grünerraver's great forelimb! GGRRAAAAAAAGGHH!!!

A huge dragon with emerald green scales, a single sharp horn jutting up from its toothy snout, arrives in the tunnel outside the cave with the now-blazing scarlet crystal, and sniffs at the Mighty Ones, its large yellow eyes glowing like lanterns in the darkness!

Was!? Es ist McGibel und einige Sterbliche? Dummes Sprite! Als Sie das letzte Mal hier waren, wurden Sie eingeladen. Dieses Mal betrittst du dich und ich werde alles von dir und deinen dummen Freunden essen!

Grünerraver stomps angrily up the tunnel toward the intruders in his lair...

Who would dare!? Perhaps Nero? Or that damned Rumplestiltskin? Anyone else will serve as my dinner this evening!

A heavy thudding and scraping echoes up from the depths, growing louder as if some great beast were drawing closer...

The party has 3 rounds to prepare before Grünerraver arrives...

From deep below, a rumbling, reptilian voice echoes:

GRRRRR... HMMMM... Jemand ist gut in Rätseln...

GRÜNERRAVER'S LAIR

The forested mountain peak at the northeast edge of the Black Forest is shaped, whether by nature or unnatural means, like a skull with jaws gaping in fear or rage. Down into the dark throat of the mountain skull lies the lair of Grünerraver. There, in the belly of the mountain skull lurks the Gasser of Paris, Scourge of The Black Forest, the ancient green dragon Grünerraver.

Phillip VI chose as the French champion the male green dragon Grünerraver. (Ironically, this same dragon would gas the city of Paris on behalf of Nero Antichrist during the infamous Dragon Holocausts of Saint Valentine's Day in 1437.) Grünerraver flew from his lair in the Black Forest to the field of contest in Normandy after being paid a lavish sum of gold and silver from the French coffers...

Flying out of his cavernous lair in the Black Forest in anger and outrage, the ancient green dragon Grünneraver serves to check the wanton and destructive rampage of Wormwood the ancient red dragon from Mercury, who has flown from his lair in Mount Vesuvius to wreak desolation upon the kingdoms of Europe in revenge for his ignominious defeat at the hands of the Mighty Ones and Bishop Vitelleschi of Renati!

Following the wildfires burning his Black Forest back to the savage red wyrm, he confronts Wormwood over the burning city of Freiburg...

Draconic: YOU ARROGANT, BLOATED WRETCH, WORMWOOD!! HOW DARE YOU BURN MY FOREST!? YOU'VE OVERFLOWN YOUR BOUNDS, YOU SMOKE-BELCHING, HERD-GOBBLING, HOARD-STEALING FAT-ASS!!!

The two ancient dragons lock in mortal combat, battling for several minutes before Grünerraver is forced to retreat, badly burnt and bleeding from bites and claw wounds!

At this very moment in Paris, Grünerraver, Green Wyrm of the Black Forest, falls upon the unprepared city with its lethal gaseous breath, filling the streets and plazas of the City of Lights with a green fog of death!

Grünerraver the Green Wyrm wrote:

In Grünerraver's cavern lair in the Black Forest, that very moment:

The Antichrist's proposal is too diabolically tempting for the greedy and rapacious Grünerraver to pass up. The Green Wyrm of the Black Forest accepts Nero's offer.

Draconic: So, while Wormwood burns Rome, I am to gas the City of Lights... and I get to keep half of all the treasure plundered from the city by your minions? queries the wyrm as it licks the devil ichor from its fingers and tosses a barbazu skeleton aside...

Draconic: That is the deal, Meister Grünerraver... Do you accept?

Draconic: Ja, ja, whatever... But why not think even bigger with this Saint Valentine's Day Holocaust... Why not get the other ancient chromatic wyrms to attack other great cities of men?

In Grünerraver's cavern lair in the Black Forest, that very moment:

The Antichrist's proposal is too diabolically tempting for the greedy and rapacious Grünerraver to pass up. The Green Wyrm of the Black Forest accepts Nero's offer.

Draconic: So, while Wormwood burns Rome, I am to gas the City of Lights... and I get to keep half of all the treasure plundered from the city by your minions? queries the wyrm as it licks the devil ichor from its fingers and tosses a barbazu skeleton aside...

Antichrist Nero wrote:

Spellcaster check 1d20+17 vs bearded devils SR wins...

Nero utters an incantation and points at the other bearded devil...

Casts dimensional anchor to prevent the barbazu from teleporting away...

The doomed barbazu glowers murderously at Nero, and roaring in betrayed rage, charges toward him with wicked glaive outstretched!

Draconic: Hey, little bearded devil, where are you going!? I'm still hungry! Pouncing on the second barbazu, Grünerraver slaughters it before it gets a chance at revenge against its treacherous lord!

Grünerraver inhales deeply before exhaling a great cloud of corrosive gas at the two barbazus! *POOOOFFF!!!*

The green Wyrm then pounces upon its prey, savagely biting, rending, wing buffeting, and tail-slapping one of the devils to destruction!

Grünerraver the Green Wyrm wrote:

Antichrist Nero wrote:

Nero Antichrist has not lain idle while the Champions were rescuing the Ogon Fox in Kyoto...

He has ventured to the dark depths of the Black Forest, to the cavern in a forested hillside wherein lairs the ancient green dragon Grünerraver...

Bypassing the Green Wyrm's defenses with his own diabolical magic, the Antichrist awakens the slumbering dragon...

GRRARR DRRIRRIZZ SHIIZZSS KRAZZAXX!!

** spoiler omitted **

Awakening from over a decade of torpor, Grünerraver is angry and ravenous...

Draconic: Who has come to be Grünerraver's breakfast!?

Draconic: I bring thee not only breakfast, mighty Grünerraver, but also tribute! Turning to his two bearded devil minions, each bearing a treasure chest, he commands in Infernal: Present Grünerraver with the tribute, my bearded devils!

The two barbazus do as their Lord commands and set the treasure chests down before the ancient green Wyrm... Opening the chests, they reveal to the dragon's greedy eyes coins, gems, jewels, and jewelry...

Draconic: Very well, a fitting tribute... but where's my breakfast!?

Nero Antichrist has not lain idle while the Champions were rescuing the Ogon Fox in Kyoto...

He has ventured to the dark depths of the Black Forest, to the cavern in a forested hillside wherein lairs the ancient green dragon Grünerraver...

Bypassing the Green Wyrm's defenses with his own diabolical magic, the Antichrist awakens the slumbering dragon...

GRRARR DRRIRRIZZ SHIIZZSS KRAZZAXX!!

** spoiler omitted **

Awakening from over a decade of torpor, Grünerraver is angry and ravenous...

Draconic: Who has come to be Grünerraver's breakfast!?