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"Doessn't get a hint doess it?"
Zissaren smashes flail first into the nearest tentacle, following through on the attack and biting down hard on the slimy appendage.
Zissaren's voice is muffled by his full mouth but the disgust on his face makes it clear to anyone glancing in his direction that biting the tentacle was a decision he regretted quite a bit.
Full attack
Flail 1d20+9=24, 1d10+12=17
Bite 1d20+7=22, 1d6+4=5
After invoking her powers, Lureene points up to order the beetle to attack the center of the roiling mass of tentacles, and then retreats to the rear of the group. She turns to Meera saying "I hope you have an idea how to get -"
Not noticing the spores filling the air, she starts gagging on them uncontrollably.
Fort save:
Fort Save
After invoking her powers, Lureene points up to order the beetle to attack the center of the roiling mass of tentacles, and then retreats to the rear of the group. She turns to Meera saying
"I hope you have an idea how to get -"
Not noticing the spores filling the air, she starts gagging on them uncontrollably.
Meera frowns at the girls words,
"I was a victim, same as you, luv." She responds, still trying to keep the pair of them away from any tentacles. At the explosion of noxious looking dust Meera tries to get a deep breath before being covered in yet more monster cr@p.
And falls into paroxysms of coughing along with Lureene Ourson.
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Lureene and Meera suddenly fall in deep slumber, while Zissaren and Turik savagely attack the tendrils. But the two warriors notice that their attacks are less effective than usual. It seems that slimy coating of intestine-like tentacles is to slippery for the slashing weapons to do their full damage. But, first blood of the moldy monster is shed, and whole chamber shakes with it's rage.
Fort save
Arathalia's glowing aura seems to pulse as she unleashes another silvry bolt of eldritch energy.
Touch attack
Luff hovers in place and holds out his hands, sending out a pulsating flash of sickly green light towards the base of the intestines.
Al moves in a wide circle towards the moldy congregation of tendrils, while Rodrigo follows him closely, snapping at any tendrils that venture too closely.
Reaching his destination, the old man waves his arm in a smooth arc and a blast of fire emanates outward.
Zissaren spits out the vile tasting tentacle and pulls out one of his recently cleaned spears. With an angry hissing roar he lanches the spear at the now pulsing mass in the centre of the room.
"Damn, I wish I had brought something to throw at that monster...might as well wake the girls up."
Herc moves toward the sleeping women, swapping at tentacles as he goes.
Atk:
Dmg:
One of the flailing tentacles strikes the beetle squarely in its thorax, knocking it to the ground, where its body dissolves in a puff of acrid smoke.
One of the tentacles slams into Al's chest, causing him to cough violently while another comes down viciously against Rodrigo's head, rendering the small animal unconscious.
Zissaren sidesteps the flailing tentacles and grimaces as more of his allies are knocked down.
Taking the reaction to the first spear to mean the central lump is important he grabs another spear from his pack and launches it after the first.
Attack 1d20+4=24 Damage 1d6+8=12
Confirm critical 1d20+4=12 Damage 1d6+8=11
Arathalia extends a hand, a glow surrounting it as Rodrigo is moved back to a spot out of the tentacles' range.
Herc reaches down and shakes the unconscious form Lureene. "Wake up girl," He bellows, "we need your magic!"
Al nods to Arathalia gratefully as Rodrigo is pulled to safety, then frowns at Herc's failed attempt to rouse Lureene. Moving closer to the sleeping women he lets out a loud screech laced with magical energy.
Trutik sees the effectiveness of Zissaren's blow and draws his longbow letting an arrow fly toward the central lump.
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Al nods to Arathalia gratefully as Rodrigo is pulled to safety, then frowns at Herc's failed attempt to rouse Lureene. Moving closer to the sleeping women he lets out a loud screech laced with magical energy.
Ehh, you forgot me, he he.
Well, I can say we both have something in common, he he.
(drum roll please...)
Lousy Fort saves, he he.
"ZZZZzzzz, snnrrrrkkkk!!"
Zissaren pulls his last spear from his pack and sends it flying after the first two, hoping to end the fight before anyone else falls to the tentacled mass.
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The last spear, driven by powerful reptilian arm skewers the moldy growth. The whole cavern shudders and tentacles start to spasm. Remaining sacks burst and acidic slime floods the whole room. Fleshy walls start to split open and strange silvery mists can be seen swirling in the openings. On the edge of hearing a wailing scream rings in your ears...