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The Death Knight's Squire [A short D&D 5e RP]

13, 16, 12, 16, 13, 12

13, 15, 10, 12, 13, 11

Are my rolls, time to get crakin' on my CS

@rocketrobie2

I will need you to link the dice campaign where you rolled the stats please :)

The Death Knight's Squire [A short D&D 5e RP]

@rocketrobie2 You can certainly try

The Death Knight's Squire [A short D&D 5e RP]

@rocketrobie2 Should be mostly combaty. The place you're going to will probably not have a lot of creatures that would be too impressed by your charm ;)

The Death Knight's Squire [A short D&D 5e RP]

@rocketrobie2 Looks like some decent rolls! Looking forward to the character!

@ everyone: I would like to see characters by Friday, so we can get started with this little one-shot soon :)

The Death Knight's Squire [A short D&D 5e RP]

Seems the unisverse immedialy found a balance to the earlier unlucky stats by granting @Mistress Dizzy a very handsome set of rolls. Damn.

The Death Knight's Squire [A short D&D 5e RP]

This is abysmal. 😅

Before any additions:
Stat roll 1: 10(0), 12(+1), 10(0), 10(0), 8(-1), 6(-2)
Stat roll 2: 8(-1), 13(+1), 9(-1), 12(+1), 11(0), 7(-2)

@CollectorOfMyst

Dang, your character surely got born into this world with some crazy luck. Poor fella. Still, someone with those stats decided to be an adventurer and give it a shot. Sounds like someone truly capable of hard work, who is used to pulling themselves out of the mud and continuing anyway. Shows some real strength of character and determination for sure. I'm imagining this village kid who always ran around with a pitchfork trying to act out hero stories yet always coming home bruised, falling off fences, accidentally hurting themselves with their shenanigans.

"Tommy fell off a tree again!" "Why does he keep climbing up if he can't come down?" "Says he's practicing."

Someone who couldn't be knocked down spiritually cause they were too stubborn to give up. Or perhaps someone who was always weaker and less fortunate than others of their tribe but had a strong urge for adventure and exploration and went out to seek those things regardless of their bad track record with luck. I imagine someone like that would be somewhat resourceful. Would you like to give those stats a shot?

The Witches Of Shipden Peak

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The glaring white eyes, empty holes in its dark foggy form, stared into the nothingness before it until they fixated on its chosen prey. Through the barrier of shielding thrown up in a protective manner by Scott, the beast's eyes lay on Simon. The white hues glimmered for a moment as the dog bared its teeth which were just as white and shapeless as its eyes. The impact of unseen necrotic magic on the force field could be felt by Scott alone, to anyone else the attack occurred without their knowledge. The beast let out a low, deep growl followed by a very silent but menacing snarl. Its gaze hit Stormy. The necrotic energy pressing into the protective shield invisible to everyone's eyes. The dog-shaped creature began to pace, a few steps up and a few steps down, and then POUNCED straight at the magic shield. The physical impact on the shield sent shockwaves through it, the barrier visibly trying to restrain the impact and sustain its form. As the characters on the other side of the shield began to come to the realization that this creature might just break through, the beast made for another pounce that might just break the barrier protecting them. ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

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Location ⋗ The Forest Interactions ⋗ Simon @Prosaic, Manon @PatientBean, Phalko @CasLink, Stormy @Blizz School of Magic ⋗ Necromancy, Illusion & Divination Items ⋗ 1 Dagger, small component pouch	_

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OOC Note: Zhalia's post begins where I left off on her last post, this is before the creature pounces.

Everything turned into chaos. Zhalia was still staring at the beast, her heart pounding though she kept her body still and calm. The fog still danced around her fingertips as she froze in her kneeling position. She had been wrong. And she had been right. She had though she had recognized the fog, but it wasn't what she thought. And she had been right in thinking it was impossible. They had used fog in her coven at times, similar like this, as a foreboding sign, as a way to obscure themselves when on the hunt.

The creature that stood in front of them was none Zhalia had ever seen before and from the reaction, she could tell neither of her companions had met with such a beast either. Manon was the first to suggest they run and Zhalia felt like it was the best choice. But it was against her curious nature to just get up and bolt. Simon would be of no help, he insisted himself. He can't run on these crutches either.

Zhalia slowly lifted her body off the floor to stand, feeling relatively safe with the protective shield between them and the beast. Its eyes set on Simon right as Phalko mentioned swords. Zhalia's face turned to them sharply. Her fingers were clutching her own dagger. She hadn't even noticed how she had pulled it from her boot. It wasn't safe to ask for a sword right now. And where would Phalko have it? In their room? That wouldn't help them. Zhalia set her eyes onto the beast and looked past the obvious into the magical.

The moment this beast had stepped close enough, she had known its presence. Necromancy was her playing field and she could recognize a being of necrotic energy when she saw one. Scott, the one who set up the barrier, a smart witch it seemed, asked her what she knew about the beast. Whether she knew more than them. "This is not a demonic creature. It's necrotic but I haven't seen such a thing before." Her sense to determine any type of undead seemed to fail her. "It's not a mythic creature. This dog is undead. I can't tell what it is." Was it a ghost? Was it a reanimated corpse? What magic brought you forth?

In that moment the beast jumped at the barrier, Zhalia instantly lifted her dagger and pressed her feet into the ground. Her free hand ready to cast magic. "I suggest we leave. Right now." She turned on her heel. Everything in her screamed not the turn her back to the enemy but she pressed the feeling down. She could not win a fight with these people around, not without casualties. As she began to quicken her pace, she watched the others react. Should they attempt the same, she would run out of the woods with them. She knew the way. The day she got lost in the woods was yet to come. And once they made it out of the forest, she would have to deal with a more unpleasant thing than this monster... Lina Calvo.

The Death Knight's Squire [A short D&D 5e RP]

We have enough interest to get this going. We can start pretty quickly once we get some CS. I don't need to make an elaborate OOC for this, thankfully.

You can start working on your characters. For this, your characters would already know each other and have some experience as a group. So you're travelling together.

The Death Knight's Squire [A short D&D 5e RP]

@rocketrobie2 You'd roll two full sets and then pick one set.

@CollectorOfMyst Glad to have your interest. What stuff needs pinning down? :)

OBLIVION

Is this considered dead, @Salsa Verde?