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I say we dig him out. Then get the loot. All of it. Jamenas grins. Then we do it again, but with those fire bastards.

Jamenas laughs at the Air leaders missed attack. Was that supposed to scare me? He runs up to them, and attacks with his sword.
atk: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Sure, I'll retcon to move back 10 feet up, and 20 to the right.
As the windwall approaches Jamenas, he speaks a word of power, holding a holy symbol. An effect of fear begins to grips the mages mind. channel divinity: DC 13 Wis save, fail means frightened for 1 minute.

Have a safe trip!

Though Krogar's healing magic mended some of his wounds, as fate would have other, it was too little to compensate for the falling rocks. Jamenas remains, unconscious. would be at -1 HP right now, if it negative HP was tracked. So close!
death save: 1d20 ⇒ 16

Dex: 1d20 + 1d4 ⇒ (10) + (3) = 13
Jamenas struggles to get out of the way of the falling rocks as well.

Sorry I didn't post. I had lots of schoolwork to do.
Jamenas, distracted by the bucking of his steed, can't react when he gets hit. Then, a blast of wind knocks he hand his steed into the wall. His steed heavily wounded, he charges back into the fray
str: 1d20 + 3 + 1d4 ⇒ (2) + 3 + (2) = 7
dmg: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 4) = 13
A dark glow emanates from his fingers, and he points towards the air knight. A fear grips the knights mind. abjure enemy:dc 13 wis save. If they fail, they're frightened and their speed is 0 for 1 minute or until they take damage. If successful, half speed for one minute or until they take damage.

Jamenas grins as the power of his god overtakes him. With a shimmer, a celestial warhorse appears, glowing with a bright, yellow color. He hops on.

Done leveling

Almost done. Should I bring my spell slots and HP up to full? Also, I gained 2nd level spell slots. Should I assume that I already prepared some 2nd level spells?

Shame that this had to end. I understand though. I'll update Jamenas to level 5.

I'm voting for fleeing.

Jamenas shakes his head. Another one? We need to get out of this somehow...
Jamenas warily advances behind Darwin. He looks around nervously, ready to strike out at either one of the hostile groups if they try anything.

Jamenas grows more wary. Now, now. We don't need to get uppity. Like my friend here said, it would be much better to not fight. He turns to the party. And guys. Remember what she said a moment ago? Wealth as countless as a winter storm? Still not convinced that their diplomacy will not do any good, he gets ready to call on his god. Ready action. If she begins to cast an obviously hostile spell, smite her with my longsword.

I'm good for either, but would slightly prefer the latter. Whatever works for you is fine.

Don't get used to it, Darwin. Jamenas says with a chuckle. He takes up his sword and shield, stretches a bit, and walks out of the room. Hurry up. We got a castle to search!

Jamenas sits on the ground, exhausted from fighting with low oxygen. Thank you.
We would've been dead without you. Jamenas pauses. We should've listened to Darwin...

Jamenas grins as his sword is blessed with first the Feathergale magic, and then Krogar's. He strikes. atk: 1d20 + 4 + 1d4 ⇒ (19) + 4 + (2) = 25
dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

It shows up in the campaign section of your Krogar alias, but not your "main profile". Maybe there's a limit on how much campaigns can show up there?
I guess you should start a website feedback thread for now.

Jamenas abandons his lasso and attacks with his sword once more. atk: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Those rolls... That is so unlucky.
Jamenas takes a deep breath, whispers a little prayer, and throws the lasso, trying to restrain the creature. dex?(I guess): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Ack! The bad luck is spreading!

Jamenas talks quickly, trying to use the least amount of air possible. We can't keep on doing this. Hitting it doesn't do much but chip some stone away! We should try to immobilize it! Quick, get some rope! Jamenas gets out some rope as well and ties it into a lasso.

Jamenas grits his teeth and swings at the Rock figure in front of him. attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Jamenas turns away from the wall to see Darwin being grappled by the very Earth itself. He marches up to the woman,draws his longsword, and swings it at her.
attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
She's sitting. So would she count as prone, or is that only for lying down? If so, here's my second advantage roll
advantage: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
...

God's damn you! Jamenas looks for a way to get out. He inspects the blocking stone, then the walls.
How "irregular" are the walls. Are they piled up with no gaps between them, like this or are they more messy, with different shapes and sizable gaps, like this?

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Jamenas notices something. Earth cultists, Darwin says these people are? He approaches the door they entered through, throws it open, and backs away quickly.

Jamenas comes in and sits down as well. Hmmmm... She mentioned rank. Is this a military operation, or indeed a cult, as Darwin supposed? If it's a cult, why would they invite us in?

Jamenas rolls his eyes in disbelief. You'd think someone trying to bash in the door would make them get away from it.

Jamenas stays on his guard. He thinks about pursuing the knight, by remembers how hard it was to hurt. To krogar, he says, I'm not so sure about that. You don't just test someone and do nothing with the results. He'll be back sometime. We need to be ready for him.

Jamenas strikes again.
attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Bolstered by the success of his efforts, Jamenas presses his attack.
attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Jamenas cries out in pain and suprise. He cries a vow of vengeance (Vow Of Emnity), and his longsword glows for a brief moment before he stabs it into the knight.(Also sacrifice spell slot for Divine Smite)
attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
advantage: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
extra radiant damage: 2d8 ⇒ (5, 6) = 11

Well, it appears to be evil, so I guess I'll deal with it.
I hope that this doesn't end in something that gets us killed.
Jamenas gulps, steadies, and plunges his sword into the knights stomach. attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

We don't know that, so we'll do what all good adventurers do. KILL IT WITH FIRE Investigate!
Jamenas staggers back, his face white. He draws his longsword and buckles his shield on. A noble knight, gone evil. Why is it staring here? Is this supposed to be me? Did I fall somewhere in my quest? My god still gives me power... why is it here? He approaches the knight and tried to see if it reacts the same to him as everybody else.

I guess I'll use divine sense.
Jamenas closes his eyes and mentally focuses in on the knight, all the while praying to his god, asking him if this knight before him is evil.

Jamenas is in the middle of praying when he hears the sound of clanking footsteps. He turns around. A knight?! Why would he be here and not setting up camp? Jamenas calls out. Hello there...er... fellow traveler! What brings you to our camp? He tries to act friendly, but edges his way to his companions, who he shakes awake. We got an... um... guest.

3rd watch for me ,then
perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
I don't know if that philosophy is selfish or wise. Probably both. he says to Darwin.

Jamenas thanks the man for a good bed, and moves on with krogar

Jamenas thanks Krogar and wishes the guards a good night. He also enjoys a bath and heads to the beds.

It's a bit of a cliche,actually. Like in the storybooks. We met in a tavern. We were all paid to hunt for a missing delegation. It's a long story of how we got here. Jamenas grins. Want to hear it?

Yes, I'm staying with the guards
Jamenas looks around. So, um... How are you?

Jamenas sighs. Oh well then. Makes sense.He looks at the guard. I'll help you guys guard the cart.[/b]

on the way there
Jamenas tells a legend that was passed down through the elders in his tribe. About the elves that went on a dangerous journey to find the spot that would eventually become his tribes home.
Now.
Hello there. We're just looking for a place to sell our wares.

Jamenas waits at the boat for the others to return with news.

Good luck at the competition.

Darwin has the right idea. Jamenas stretches. I'll keep watch on the boat. Make sure no one wants to steal our loot.

Here, Here. Jamenas raises his bowl in toast and settles down to sleep.

Upon learning about the non magical properties of the shield, Jamenas nods.
Well that's good. Don't want it to be cursed or something. Speaking of assistance... Do you know of a cult of fire? I've been after them for a long time now... Anything could he useful.

Jamenas drags the shield out from the loot pile. This, I guess?

Jamenas chuckles. The fort is cleared, like my good friend here said. He scratches his chin. Sacred stone monastery..... never heard of it.