Round 3
AoO for everyone
vs. Davod
Round 4
Vs. Davod
Vs. Grim
AoO for everyone again!
Round 3 AoO
for a possible ()/2=8 bludgeoning damage.
Round 4
Grim swung wildly, using Shield of Swings to successfully fend off multiple attacks. Then he swung hard at the Hydra itself.
for a possible ()/2=7 bludgeoning damage.
Round 4 AoO
for a possible ()/2=8 bludgeoning damage.
"Dang," Tiesa curses as the hydra shrugs off her magic. Without any other useful spells left, the half-orc resorts to firing another shot from her crossbow.
Round 4
A massive reptile of somekind explodes from the sands charging forward... It snaps at Tiesa, this crocodile is nearly half again as large as a normal crocodile, and seems to smile with its long, toothed mouth as it lunges forward. It bites with a 20 foot reach!
plus grab
Round 4
Stymied by the hydra's thrashing in the water, Davod continues his attack on the monster.
Round 4
You summarily hack the hydra and it drops to the ground.
Round 5
The crocodile like creature missed Tiesa thankfully.
Round 5
With the fall of the hydra, Grim looked around and spotted the new threat. He started moving towards it, maintaining Shield of Swings.
Round 5
Tiesa gasps and notices the gigantic crocodile just in time, leaping out of the way of its toothy maw. For a moment she freezes—caught between a rock and a hard place, she is unsure what to do. Fortunately the hydra collapses and Grim rushes to her rescue, freeing her from her indecision.
“It’s a variant of a saltwater crocodile that swims through sand like a land shark!” she warns. “It can’t use its death roll on land, but we’ll need silver or acid to kill it.”
She draws her dagger from its sheath while backing up behind the protective dwarf. “Like this mithril dagger,” she makes eye contact with Davod while holding out the weapon for him to take and use.
Round 5
With the fall of the hydra, Grim looked around and spotted the new threat. He started moving towards it, maintaining Shield of Swings.
Likely 6 self damage
Seeing that Grimoin eviscerated the Hydra, Vivi changes tack, enlarging herself and getting ready to lay down a smackdown on the croc.
Turn 4: Cast enlarge person on herself.
Turn 5: Move 20 feet towards croc, cast devine favor on self.
Round 5
If Davod can disengage himself around the massive hydra, the thief will attempt to attack the landshark
Davod: 23
Tiesa: 19
Vivi; 15
Dyjn: 14
Hydra: 13
Grim: 4
Croc: 2
Davod dashes forward 30 feet still 20 feet from the croc. Tiesa withdraws but relays some interesting tid bits including a way and a tool to do it. Vivi casts Divine Favor upon herself before moving before the croc. Grim moves forward 20 feet standing beside where Tiesa started the round. The croc lunges forward once more but targets ViVi.
Round 6
“Here,” Tiesa gently tosses her mithril dagger over to Davod, freeing both her hands to reload her light crossbow. With a deep breath she takes a moment to steady the weapon, and herself, before firing a quarrel at the gigantic reptile. The bolt flies true and pierces the croc in the snout.
Round 6
Davod catches the well-thrown mithril dagger as he approached landshark. The suli thief took a second to positions his blades and drove them down in to the beast.
Vivi is hit by the second blow, (first misses) but narrowly not grabbed on account of her increased size, by the narrowest of margins.
Round 6
Davod charges the reptile and gets bit at. No one is within range to get an AoO. Both of his strikes get deflected by the tough scales. Tiesa strikes its sensitive nose with her bolt. Vivi... Dyjn... Grim charges forward to strike the crocodile too, smacking its snout with his gavel.
bludgeoning damage.
Round 7
The crocodile backs up 5 feet and aims its bite at Grim...
Round 7
Davod positions himself to flank the large creature.
Staying behind Grim for cover, Tiesa quickly reloads her crossbow and fires another shot at the beast.
Round 7
As Davod sludges through the sand the crocodile bites him as he tried to get into flanking position and holds him in its massive jaws. Tiesa shoots with her crossbow and the bolt deflects off its scales. Vivi... Dyjn... Grim charges forward to strike the crocodile too, smacking its throat with his gavel. The crocodile munches upon its lunch,
Turn 6
F#&@ Vivi snarls as she sees Davods problem, and starts smacking, because that how she solves most of her problems.
She likely misses
Round 7
Need to go all out, GORRUMM GUIDE MY BLADE! She shouts as she has visions of the croc disappearing with her new found party member.
Vivi unleashes a massive blow on the creature, and a surprisingly precise on as well, as Davoud likely appreciates.
Round 7
As Davod sludges through the sand the crocodile bites him as he tried to get into flanking position and holds him in its massive jaws. Tiesa shoots with her crossbow and the bolt deflects off its scales. Vivi... Dyjn... Grim charges forward to strike the crocodile too, smacking its throat with his gavel. The crocodile munches upon its lunch,
Round 8
Davod is stabilized. For now.
Round 7
Before the beast can crush Davod more Vivi and Grim finish it off. Though you might need to help Davod get free.
By Gorrums massive brass balls, I still got it! Vivi exclaims as she seeks to get Davod out of croc.
The messed up suli grunts through the pain, and tries to free himself from the monster's deathgrip.
There doesn't seem to be other creatures around but that is how it started in the first place.
Attempt 1
Attempt 2
Welcome back! Ok, a bunch of us are hurt, lets review our options.
We are up in some weird ass plane, get attacked by monsters, have a conch as one possible hook and a weird talking dagger as another one?
First thing is proper shelter, second thing is figuring out what is going on, third thing is loot.
The Oracle offers.
The thief winces as he's helped out of the landshark's jaws. Davod's clothes are stained with mostly his blood with many teeth holes.
"The closest shelter..", the suli breathed, ..is the stone hut. From there..we can possible climb it to get more of a vantage point, and of course, rest and tend to my wounds. Let's go."
Right lets move She says as uses her wand of cure lights
And then on herself
Empty night is something wrong with my healing?
She repeats the process
Tiesa exhales a sigh of relief as the crocodile finally falls and Davod is freed from its jaws. “The welcomin’ committee here ain’t as friendly as I’d hoped. Might need ta register a complaint,” she jests as a way to conceal her concern.
“Can ya spare any more healin’ for Davod?” the half-orc asks Vivi and Grim, while pointing at the rogue’s remaining bloody wounds. “He still looks like a crocodile ate him.”
She nods at the suggestion of shelter. “Stone hut it is. That’ll at least give us some protection from the beasties ‘round here. Maybe provide some clues ‘bout this place too.” With a word and a gesture the wizard casts a spell to help her travel over the sand more easily … and to protect her in case of further attack. Stepping onto an invisible force field, she skims over the ground towards the stone hut. Her eyes glow with arcane insight as she examines the shelter for any further signs of magic.
Sure will
“Can ya spare any more healin’ for Davod?” the half-orc asks Vivi and Grim, while pointing at the rogue’s remaining bloody wounds. “He still looks like a crocodile ate him.”
Davod began to laugh, but then started to cough due to the pain his body still felt. "Goodness, Lady Tiesa. Was that an actual joke? First we get sent into a genie trap, then the sour half-orc maiden shows her funny side. What wondrous days ahead!" The suli chuckled.
"Thank you for your healing everyone", Davod smiles at Varvana and her various personalities.
“Lady, huh?” Tiesa flashes a toothy grin at the rogue. “I knew there was a reason I liked ya.” She beckons to her cat, who leaps up onto her invisible floating disk. “And I’ve got jokes of all kinds—sour, bitter, salty … some of ‘em are even funny. Let’s jus’ be careful—wit’ our luck that hut’ll turn out ta be a giant mimic.”
Tiesa you see a bunch of magical plants, also a black obsidian shard bigger than your hand. Then a magical whistle. Finally a magical bronze coin.
The whistle has 3 charges per day. 1 charge and summon monster I, 2 charges uses summon monster II, and all three charges you can use summon monster IV. It is keyed to birds, so that is one limiter.
The Bronze coin appears to be a coin of unluck, a curse upon anyone that picks it up.
The obsidian shard is a figurine of wondrous power! It has three uses. First you summon a dire boar as a mount, second you can summon the minotaur to fight for you, the third is it can cast bull strength 1/hour. It is in its large form with a simple cantrip cast upon it, it will revert to its tiny figurine form.
A lot of the magical plants are the same:
Liferoot, 6 doses, can work as metamagic feats for creation of potions of cure.
Purple haze Lillies, 7 doses, ground up into a powder and acts like charm person or an essential ingredient to an elixir of love.
HashWeed, 13 doses, it extends a natural high, so used with pesh means it lasts twice as long!
Cyan Berries, 5 doses, they feel frozen to the touch but can be eaten easily. It adds damage per die of cold spells.
Now for the stone hut!
The hydra’s nest is, in fact, in a small cave under the nearby pier at the Waypoint. An investigation of this cave reveals a low mound of sand, vegetation, and partially eaten meals (including a pair of half-eaten
gnolls). Between them, the gnolls possess 10 pieces of coral worth 10 gp each—their armor and weapons are ruined or missing.
As you march through the sand to the stone hut you see a turtle flop up upon the shore and apparently trying to reach you. If you stop near it stops.
The stone hut and stone pier are called a Waypoint, which enters you mind as you enter the hut. The end of the pier is crumbling, blackened, and ruined. As if the last few feet was burnt away with a massive fire.
In the hut you see good quality furnishings including posh pillows, carpets, blankets, and bronze basins. In two of the basins are fruit and fish as the other two are filled with liquid; clear fresh water and rum.
There is a magical bedroll tucked away though and Tiesa can easily identify it as a restful bedroll.
You also find Bloodroot all over the hydra's lair. It has regenerative properties, many uses, 23 doses.
The whistle has 3 charges per day. 1 charge and summon monster I, 2 charges uses summon monster II, and all three charges you can use summon monster IV. It is keyed to birds, so that is one limiter.
The Bronze coin appears to be a coin of unluck, a curse upon anyone that picks it up.
The obsidian shard is a figurine of wondrous power! It has three uses. First you summon a dire boar as a mount, second you can summon the minotaur to fight for you, the third is it can cast bull strength 1/hour. It is in its large form with a simple cantrip cast upon it, it will revert to its tiny figurine form.
A lot of the magical plants are the same:
Liferoot, 6 doses, can work as metamagic feats for creation of potions of cure.
Purple haze Lillies, 7 doses, ground up into a powder and acts like charm person or an essential ingredient to an elixir of love.
HashWeed, 13 doses, it extends a natural high, so used with pesh means it lasts twice as long!
Cyan Berries, 5 doses, they feel frozen to the touch but can be eaten easily. It adds damage per die of cold spells.Now for the stone hut!
"A Coin of Unluck!"
"Given that I am the only one who can handle it, can someone open a container for it? This is like having an instant trap for thieves!!"Jyn grins at Davood, "I meant 'bad' thieves of course!"
The coin begins to float as it is wrapped in Jyn's telekinetic embrace
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"Unluck?!!" Davod exclaims, as the desnan pulled his shirt over his nose, like the coin had some infectious disease. The suli found a bronze jar and removed the cap, dumping whatever contents were within, so the half-janni could deposit the horrible coin.
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“Nice ta see ya ‘gain,” Tiesa greets the normally invisible flying Djyn. “Ya see anythin’ flyin’ ‘round while we were fightin’ the croc and the hydra?” She assumes the geniekin’s absence from the battle is due to some unannounced wayward scouting.
The wizard points out the other various magic items as she pockets them. “Summonin’ whistle, for the birds. Buncha magic plants.” She gathers all but the liferoot, with a greedy gaze upon the hashweed in particular. “And a fig’rine of wondrous power!” she exclaims as she digs out the shard. As she touches the horn, it shrinks to a miniature statue of a minotaur. “This’ll def’nitely come in handy.”
At the hydra’s nest she points out the valuable coral pieces and bloodroot scattered about the lair. “S’posedly the bloodroot has regenerative properties.”
Tiesa likely stops the movement of her disc to investigate the turtle. With that the turtle spits up a miniature green bottle that looks like it has paper inside.
"Unluck?!!" Davod exclaims, as the desnan pulled his shirt over his nose, like the coin had some infectious disease. The suli found a bronze jar and removed the cap, dumping whatever contents were within, so the half-janni could deposit the horrible coin.
Jyn deftly moves the coin into the bronze jar ...
“Nice ta see ya ‘gain,” Tiesa greets the normally invisible flying Djyn. “Ya see anythin’ flyin’ ‘round while we were fightin’ the croc and the hydra?” She assumes the geniekin’s absence from the battle is due to some unannounced wayward scouting.
To be completely friend Tiesa, I think I was more disoriented than the rest of you. I only made one visit to the plane of fire when I was much younger; we were visiting my mother's cousin, who was marrying an efreet and we weren't really sure why. We did become more sure, but my mother said never to speak of it ... in any case, fire realms are tough for me, bad memories AND bad magic. I am here now though, fully adjusted."
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“Glad to have ya here, and fully adjusted,” Tiesa flashes an easy, tusk-filled grin at Djyn. “I s’pose no ‘xperience wit’ planar travel’s better than a bad ‘xperience. Hope the efreet worked out for yer relative?”
The half-orc pauses as the turtle approaches, as if she’s getting some strange vibe from the reptile. Wrinkling her brow, she peers at it intently, and then even more intently at the just vomited bottle. She casts her arcane sight on both before cautiously picking up the bottle and extracting the paper inside.
“Can … can you understand me?” she hesitantly asks the turtle. “Nod if you can.” The wizard bobs her head up and down, mimicking the desired motion, then carefully unfurls the parchment to read whatever is written upon it.
Not been to the Abyss or Elysium yet, certainly not to Dis either. Would be a bad idea, the average denizen of A-town can kill me or enslave me, and its not good to be in a place where your strength is below average. Gorrums halls are funnier for sure, I dont plan on ever visiting hell.
She chuckles
Hmm, A-town, City of Brass, Dis, Axis. Funny how none of the 4 big trade metropoli of the multiverse are run by do-gooders
Once the evil coin is in the bronze jar, Davod walks the jar outside and leaves it half buried in the sand, like covering up your waste.
Dusting his hands off just to be safe, Davod reenters Waypoint, sits down and start peeling a big orange to eat.
The turtle and the bottle detect as magic.
The turtle nods it's head and lifts a fin to wave at you.
Once you pick up the bottle it grows in size so that you can easily get the paper out to read.