Hekazu

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@Gordian Nought
Nothing in particular on the way there, once nearing the mill it can spot a few raiders throwing torches at the building.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@Gordian Nought@Lucius Cypher@Ryonara

Yes, it seems you are nearing the mill IC. Rolling for stealth would be reasonable. Given the fact you are having a discussion as you go, no advantage could be granted, but with the hushed voice I assume you use, no disadvantage either.

D&D 5e - The Lost Lands

Memo to self: Remember to mention people

@The Harbinger of Ferocity@Big Dread@Gordian Nought@Zverda@Cu Chulainn@JBRam2002

D&D 5e - The Lost Lands

Theodore was happy to see his allies moving to fulfil a similar plan, everyone seemingly wanting to strike at the behemoth at the top of the stairs as soon as possible. Before he could get a move on himself, he did notice that one of his companions was getting swarmed by the shadows, many of them failing to even scratch the abjurer through his magical protection, but nevertheless some of them seemed to manage said feat. Before the ranger got a move on, he yelled at Haemar: "Do you need any help with that?"

The reply came back negative, which in turn only had Theodore raise a thumbs up in response. It was both a sign of understanding and wishing of good luck, but he didn't keep it up for too long. He had an opponent to assault. The big thing had already tossed one of the balls it had been forming, so it was not quite as destructive as he had feared. He'd still rather avoid taking a direct hit from that if possible, but all he could currently wish for was for the giant shadow to not pay too much attention to him.

He climbed the stairs for about twenty feet, remaining slightly behind the front line his allies had formed, all the while cranking the reloading handle on his weapon. Had it not been crank operated, there was no way he could have shot it as often as he did, that much he had to admit. He raised his right hand before his face, pointing his forefinger and middle finger towards his eyes, then at what he could only assume were the leviathan's. "Marked for the kill", he declared mostly to himself as he placed another bolt onto his crossbow.

Trusting in the abilities and judgement of his allies, all he had to do was hit his shot. And that he seemingly did, with the bolt flying straight at his mark. By his own judgement, it did not seem that effective of a shot, but it was a definite hit nonetheless. At worst, this would turn into a death by thousand cuts... all that worried him about it was that they might not have the time to execute that tactic.

Effects&Rolls

Theodore climbs up the stairs for about 20 feet, staying behind the obvious and recently attacked front line.
Sticking to the plan, he casts Hunter's Mark on the Dark Leviathan, beginning concentration on the spell. He now deals an extra 1d6 damage on hit weapon attacks and has advantage on WIS(Perception) and WIS(Survival) checks to find it. The latter effect will likely be tremendously useful.
Having done that, he shoots his crossbow at the marked Leviathan, hitting the target on a roll of 24. The attack (with the additional Hunter's Mark damage included) deals 7 damage.

The escape from Wolfwing's lair

Kenza and Mistletoe took off, dispersing to get a better look at the immediate surroundings without risking getting too close to the spiders again. Mistletoe did not find much, the direction she had picked being mostly void of anything worth noting. Kenza, on the other hand, did find the origin of the freshly broken wood. One bookshelf that had once stood next to the wall had been close to obliterated by something, probably a fight taking place here if she was to judge by the general disorder of this general area. To her surprise, she could actually see the way beyond the web! Most of the intact webbing was now behind her so that would not be too much in the way, although many strands still crawled near the floor. And unfortunately the carcass of the big spider was still quite near the way out. But it was something.

Derrick who headed his own way quickly ran into the intact webbing still covering major areas in that part of the room. Knowing better than to tangle himself up in it, he slowed his step down well before touching the strands. This wouldn't be a way anywhere unless he was willing to do some cutting.

However, with all of the hunters eyes away from the door they had entered from, they noticed a newcomer to the room only once it sat on top of a bookshelf with a heavy thud, a sound that resembled a heavy statuette being placed onto a pedestal. And at the origin point of the sound sat a small gargoyle, the spots where eyes would exist on it's smooth face gleaming yellow. A pattern including an ornate circle began lighting up on its torso as it sat still in silence, looking down upon the hunters.

@Dusksong@Lord of Evil

Mahz's Dev Journal

Also, if someone is banned many times enough from different rps, after a number is reached you could red flag that person by giving his name a red flag badge so other people know who they're dealing with when said person shows interest.

@Bishop

I don't think this is a solution... well, to something it is, but it creates a whole another problem. Who would take anyone with a red flag to their RP? It might just as well be a sitewide ban at that point.

The escape from Wolfwing's lair

@Dusksong
Sure, I'll get to it soon. Right now I'm trying to wrap my head around the syntax of LaTeX for my math exercises, so I might have more time tomorrow.

D&D 5e - High Seas and Tall Tales

I think I got the Character Sheet done:
myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1204858

D&D 5e - High Seas and Tall Tales

If you wish to play something completely ridiculous like an eyepatch-wearing beholder pirate, let me know and I will find a suitable substitute. The sky is the limit! Almost.

@JBRam2002

GIMME!

D&D 5e - The Lost Lands

The end times were here. That much Theodore could tell, although he had never imagined for it all to happen quite this fast. Had the people only listened to the word of the faithful, perhaps this could have been averted. But now the only option they had was to push towards the root of this problem, to the sphere that hung in the sky, devouring all creation into itself. The presence of the Darkness caused the Aasimar to recoil in disgust. And that feeling did not get any better once he saw the big creature.

It stood upon the stairs to the keep, a keep which would yield to the Darkness as well as the rest of the world. The group was already running out of space with the plane they stood on being devoured one second after another... the only way forward was to fight. Theodore smirked under his mask as he brought his right hand onto it. No matter how imposing the foe was, it was a creature of darkness. And those had no place existing where a templar stood.

Theodore removed his mask from his face and attached it to the side of his bolt case, a small mechanism within clicked as it unlocked the latch that kept the bolts inside and took hold of the mask. As he pulled his crossbow onto his arms, more threats appeared before their very eyes. The massive behemoth of an adversary has spawned in more shadows. Had it not been simultaneously casting something massive, Theodore might have taken it for a weakling. As things were, he quickly formed his own strategy within his head: That creature had to be their priority in this combat.

The first thing to do was to clear a path to it and that was what Theodore set his mind to. He knew that with this shadow at his feet, he would not get to move freely, but it was a risk he would have to take. Otherwise it would throw off his aim, and that he just couldn't work with. The ranger broke into a short sprint, making distance between himself and all the nearby shadows, but soon he could feel spectral claws digging into his heel. It stung, but he could be glad to know there would be no wounds to slow him down later. "Clear the path, we need to stop whatever that big thing is planning to do!" he shouted over the sounds of cracking stone and booming... laughter?

A bolt found its way onto the prepared crossbow with the aid of Theodore's fingers. It was prepared to do what any bolt within the case was built for: To strike down the enemies of the Kingdom of Light. Before sending the piece of ammunition on its way, Theodore carefully pronounced a few magical words, infusing the bolt with energy not every bolt had the privilege of carrying. Then it was time to get on with his own plan.

The bolt was let loose, and before Theodore himself could even register his aim had been true, a Hail of Thorns erupted from the projectile, raining punishment upon the two other shadows that close by as well. The main target of his evaporated pretty much as soon as the bolt struck it, the thorns headed its way struck the stone where it had once stood. However, the ranger smiled as he saw another shadow being obliterated from this realm, freeing the path for his allies. The final one yet remained standing... but right now, there were bigger problems than that. The path towards the giant, as well as the doorway this "Shujaat" had been after, was now clearer.

Effects&Rolls

Theodore took an Opportunity attack from the Shadow that had spawned next to him, taking 1 damage. He is thus left with 19/20 HP.
This allowed him to sidestep from the group of shadows to a place where he had a clear line of fire towards the five that had appeared about ten feet before their group.
From this vantage point, Theodore fired his crossbow at the middle shadow on the right (19). This attack dealt 12 damage.
Having cast the Hail of Thorns spell before firing (but after receiving the attack so no concentration checks here), the attack that struck true unleashed the spell, dealing 5 damage to all enemies in a five (5) foot radius of the target, halved on a successful DEX save.

The main target of the attack and one other shadow perished as a result.
Theodore ends his turn.