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Fell, they/she, English, currently obsessed with DnD and other ttrpgs. I do art sometimes. I GM the Epyllion campaign Beyond Moonlight's Reach and the Daggerheart campaign The Witherwild on this very site.

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@Guardian Angel Haruki

I love how Cascade says "Your lives are your own" and then immediately after just casually calls upon her god to end them. xP
Jørmund was trying to pull agro with his taunts.


Probably would have been more effective if he cast 'Light' and just... glowed.
One ranged attacker breaks cover and joins the ranged attacker already present on the battlefield. Both of them attack Flicker.


Ah yes. One of the joys of playing a fire genasi: your fiery glow is basically one big neon sign saying "Hit me!"
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You may indeed. However the archer is 40 feet away, so you'll be attacking with disadvantage unless you use your inspiration.


I will do that!

I got an 11 for attack and a 4 for damage.
Yes please.


That would be a 14.

May I catch the missile and spend 1 ki point to throw it back?
@XxFellsingxX

On this turn, Flicker will be hit by a ranged attack for 5 damage. Would you like to use Defect Missiles?


Yep! You want me to roll for that now?
Sorry to do this everyone, but I think I might have to back out. I’m gonna be much busier over the next month and I already have a good bit on my plate RP-wise. Again, really sorry, and I hope you all have a lovely RP going forward.
As the grey dragon continues to fuss over Skobeloff, the drake manages to catch of something shiny behind her: a large ring of keys is hooked onto her tail. There are many of them and aside they all seem to be in various stages of rust, aside from two or three that looked newer.

"A little risky to be using moon magic in such a shaded area," the grey dragon says, not seeming to notice Skobeloff's searching expression. In fact, despite the fact she was looking straight at him, Skobeloff got the distinct impression that she wasn't really looking at him, rather looking past him... or that she was looking at him but was seeing something else. "I know mine hasn't been working so well since we got here. Oh, where are my manners? I'm Fogdance. What's your name, sweetheart?"
As Skobeloff calls upon the Storm Moon, a tingly feeling begins to travel up through his tail and legs towards his wings tip and the top of his skull. His body feels lighter and he begins to lift off the ground as if taking flight, though his wings are still as his sides. In a single breath, he discards all sensation of solidity and becomes one with the air, trickling through the cracks in the stronghold's bark with ease...

And then, the moment he's inside the building, the magic suddenly fizzles out and he falls to the ground with a large thump, a flesh and blood drake once more.

"What in the Isles...?" He hears a slightly startled voice call out. It doesn't sound like Tamba, or the voice of any young drake for that matter. "Hello? Is someone there?" He hears footsteps come from above and raises his head to see a fully-grown pale grey dragon coming down the stairs. Given that she doesn't look familiar, Skobeloff can assume she's one of the Tessith dragons of the party, and seems to be a bearded dragon, though likely quite a bit younger than Garrock given the ease with which she makes her way down the stairs. Indeed, comparing those two dragons seems odd as, despite their similar ages and likely being from the same House, they couldn't be more different: this dragon is smaller, with much softer, rounder features. She'd probably appear quite gentle normally, if not for the fact her eyes are currently wide with concern, and Skobeloff notices a slightly tremble in her limbs as if there is a nervous energy trapped within her, desperate to get out. As she stands over Skobeloff, she keeps glancing between his fallen form and the front door, as if trying to figure out how in the world he was able to get in. "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear..." she mutters to herself before finally dressing the drake. "Are you alright, deary? Looks like you took quite a fall." She attempts to help Skobeloff to his feet with one claw, while using the other to brush at the drake's horns and scales as if trying to remove invisible cobwebs. "How'd you even get in? Did you climb through the window? Don't you know how dangerous that is, given that your wings are still developing? Oh dear, oh dear..."
Also, while House Myndoth arguably know the most about fairies, I'd like to think all Houses have a "What To Do If a Fairy Is Mad at You" class. Very important knowledge.
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