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D&D 5e - High Seas and Tall Tales

The kraken thrashed wildly, decimating Cynthia's new allies. As the tentacles reached out for Adrevz, Cynthia gave a guttural shout and a protective spiritual barrier surrounded the druid for a brief instant as the kraken bit into her, blocking out some of the damage. Cynthia then flexed against the tentacles binding her, breaking the kraken's grasp on her. "It's not over! Keep fighting!" she shouted.

Mechanics

Cynthia uses her reaction when Adrevz gets hit to reduce the damage by 9 HP. She then rolls a 28 Athletics, breaking out of the grapple. Cynthia is no longer restrained.

The Templar steps forward into the midst of the grappled foes, and spun its glaive in a wide arc. In fact, it seemed the entire top half of his torso spun in a 360, a whirlwind of blade cutting through every foe. Noriam, Alexis, Adrevz, Cynthia, and the kraken must make a DC 16 DEX save or take 15 slashing damage (7 on a fail). Cynthia and the Kraken fail their saves.

Initiative

21 - Koan - @Gordian Nought
21 - Giant Octopus
21 - Kraken
15 - Jill - @JBRam2002
15 - Noriam - @The Grey Dust (Grappled)
14 - Cynthia - @JBRam2002
13 - Gearforged Templars
8 - Adrevz - @Zverda (Grappled)
6 - Dyn - @Hekazu
5 - Alexis - @Guardian Angel Haruki (Grappled)

Adrevz - @Zverda is up next!

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D&D 5e - High Seas and Tall Tales

As the crew approached the kraken to take it down, the mighty foe lashed out, attacking all within range. Its tentacles that clung to Cynthia squeezed tightly, dealing 33 bludgeoning damage (halved to 16), while a pair of tentacles each lashed out at Noriam, Adrevz, and Alexis, all hitting. All three are grappled, and Cynthia is now restrained. Noriam takes 22 necrotic damage, Adrevz takes 23 necrotic damage, and Alexis takes 18 necrotic damage. In addition, the kraken's beak reaches out to strike Adrevz, dealing 10 slashing damage.

This fight was going downhill fast. "Hang on, everyone!" Jill called out, and with a burst of radiant light, the water around them became infused with healing energy, easing the wounds of each ally nearby for 20 HP. She then looked towards Noriam, offering a smile. "I believe in you!" she called out. "I see the light is still inside you. Grasp it, and break free!"

Mechanics

Jill casts Mass Cure Wounds at lvl 5 on the party, healing everyone within 30 ft. She then bestows a d10 Bardic Inspiration to Noriam, which lasts 10 minutes to add to one ability check, attack roll, or saving throw.

Spell Slots remaining:
1 @ lvl 1
0 @ lvl 2
0 @ lvl 3
2 @ lvl 4
0 @ lvl 5

Initiative

21 - Koan - @Gordian Nought
21 - Kraken
15 - Jill - @JBRam2002
15 - Noriam - @The Grey Dust
14 - Cynthia - @JBRam2002
13 - Gearforged Templars
8 - Adrevz - @Zverda
6 - Dyn - @Hekazu
5 - Alexis - @Guardian Angel Haruki

Noriam - @The Grey Dust is up next!

Current Battle Map!

Modular Pathfinder

Marthysan | Maiko

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"I believe the information I have will be useful to all of you," Marthysan replied, "and so the invitation is extended to each of your company. And half-elf, actually. Iomedae gifted me with the best of two different cultures." It seemed almost curious how unfazed he was by the mutterings of the magus to his blade, at least until Marthysan continued. "Even your black blade friend may find this information useful," he added.

By now, Maiko and Elora had rejoined with the party from their conversation with the monks. "We were just talking to some friends of your, Marthysan," Maiko announced. "From what I've heard, they call him 'Marthysan the Righteous,' and if he's planning to elaborate on what we just found out, sounds pretty important. About the sisters, right Sir Paladin?"

Marthysan nodded and motioned for the party to follow him. "There should be plenty of beds for all of us, and then some. The champion's suite is far more extravagant than I am used to. I requested a smaller room, but the Emissary wouldn't have it. Plus, as I am required for the opening and closing ceremonies as the winner of the previous tournament, I cannot exactly leave." The paladin led those who chose to follow from the noodle house through the night air to a tall building that looked large enough to hold dozens of teams. They entered the building and Marthysan led the group to a dwarf standing on a metallic platform. Once everyone was standing on the platform, the dwarf began to turn a crank, which in turn lifted the party into the air through a pulley system.

"And of course, they put the room on the top floor," Marthysan continued. "If it were not for this fine gentleman, I would have to climb the stairs. An ingenious invention." The lift soon stopped and Marthysan produced a small key with which he unlocked the door to the suite. True to his word, this room was the lap of luxury, with breathtaking views of the lagoon on one side and the city of Goka across the water on the other side, barely visible on the horizon. There were four rooms attached to a common living room by wide sliding doors made from a thin material, almost like paper. Each side room contained a pair of beds and a privacy screen, as well as a small area for bathing. To say it was too much for one man would be an understatement.

"Right. Here we are," Marthysan said, almost sheepishly. "Please make yourselves comfortable. I am free to answer whatever questions you may have."

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

As the party scoured the area and healed up their companion elf, Eilina had noticed the spellbook among his belongings as she helped gather them together. "A wizard, hm?" she asked, holding out the book for him to accrpt. "Explains why you got cut down so fast. You did well to last as long as you did without your focus. We should swap spells later, if you feel up to it."

The discoveries soon drew her attention away, and Eilina joined Ulor by the altar. "Look... the altar itself is clean of blood, but at the edges, there's a few spatterings. That means either this altar was placed here on top of a pol of blood, or..." Before another word left her mouth, she had drawn her dagger, lightly slicing the palm of her hand and letting droplets of blood spill onto the altar. As they landed, the crimson immediately faded, absorbed into the altar. "Or this ritual drank the blood, giving the life energy to the other creature. If we were even a few days later, that wyrmling may have absorbed enough power to be as strong as a dragon youth... and that would have been bad for Bourgund."

The beckoning from Yvah drew the others' attention, and as she made herself visible to the apparent prisoners, they recoiled from the closed door for a moment. One elderly human pressed forward, staring at Yvah with distrust. "Protect us, hm? We heard you fighting out there. How did a mere kurjian girl take out a dragon and a devil? Or are you working with them?!"

"Hush, Gramps," came a feminine voice from a small halfling woman. "We've had just about enough of that ungrateful attitude." She pulled the older man aside and pressed her face against the barred door. "Thank you so much. One of the guards had the keys. They left just as the fighting started. I'm so relieved that someone came to find us. I thought we were all going to die."

"We were!" retorted the older man. "That was the plan, what with them altars and sacrifices and such. Now get us out of here! My old bones can't take the dampness much longer. What are ya waiting for?!"

D&D 5e - High Seas and Tall Tales

As Noriam swam closer, it seemed the Gearforged was ready, striking out at him as he approached. However, the glaive flew wide, missing its target before it took a fatal blow, as the last light of life flickered from its eyes.

Cynthia, a bit surprised at the fury of the kraken, still kept her attention on the weaker foe before her, but with the tentacly mass holding her down, couldn't maneuver her Levinsword well enough to land a blow. There was some other emotion in her eyes as she looked back to the others. A small amount of fear, but also determination.

The remaining Gearforged had no such issues with emotion, and it swung the glaive towards Cynthia three times, hitting with all three for 24 damage, reduced to 12 from her rage. The merfolk was starting to look rough.

Initiative

21 - Koan - @Gordian Nought
21 - Kraken
15 - Jill - @JBRam2002
15 - Noriam - @The Grey Dust
14 - Cynthia - @JBRam2002
13 - Gearforged Templars
8 - Adrevz - @Zverda
6 - Dyn - @Hekazu
5 - Alexis - @Guardian Angel Haruki

Adrevz - @Zverda is up next!

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Modular Pathfinder

Marthysan the Righteous

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The bar fell to silence as the song played. Marthysan had watched this group ever since they had entered, chuckling to himself as one of their members interviewed the oni, and watching as the rest of the party interviewed others in the noodle house. He had heard his own name mentioned once or twice in the archer's interview with the group of monks. That would make introductions easier.

The promised song was beautiful, almost as appreciated by the bar as the free meal. Chung Po approached Ming at the end of the song and bowed. "I was expecting a bawdy tavern tune. Your music is a greater gift than I could have imagined. I thank you," he said quietly over the silence that hung on the air like a blanket.

That is, at least, until a stack of pans clattered to the floor in the kitchen, followed by loud cursing from Yon-Loi. Soon the conversations resumed, the music apparently forgotten by some. Marthysan approached the now-gathered group as the attention was drawn away from them. "You fought valiantly, Ming Shufen of the dhampir. I applaud your efforts and perseverance, even when you realized that the challenge was little more than an unfair flexing of muscles. Your song, I hope, humbled him."

Marthysan turned to the rest of the group and introduced himself. "I am Marthysan, a paladin of Iomedae, victor in the previous Ruby Phoenix Tournament. I have heard rumors of items that I would wish to discuss with you in private. Would this be acceptable? The suite they have offered me is far too large for just one man, and I would be willing to share my lodgings with you as well, in exchange for a promise: that you perform at your highest level and win this tournament. I believe you have the best shot of any in this house, and I aim to provide you with the advice you may need to do so."

D&D 5e - High Seas and Tall Tales

The Kraken, seeing its prey in sight, swam forward towards Cynthia. With a flurry of tentacles, blows lashed out on all sides, hitting Cynthia for a total of 56 necrotic damage. The kraken then opened its maw, biting down on its prey for 14 slashing damage, reduced to 7 from Cynthia's rage. Two of the tentacles wrap around Cynthia, grappling her and keeping her from moving.

Seeing that the Kraken was not something to be trifled with, Jill darted forward, not fearing for her own safety. Calling on the power of the heavens, she slammed her foot into the ground as a wave of energy blasted forth, slamming into all three foes for 19 thunder damage and 16 radiant damage. "Shrug it off!" she calls out to Cynthia, which unsurprisingly was not as effective a healing word as she might have been able to use.

Mechanics

Jill moves south and casts Destructive Wave, and all three foes fail their Con save. She then casts Healing Word at level 2 on Cynthia, healing her for 8 HP.

Spell Slots remaining:
2 @ lvl 1
0 @ lvl 2
0 @ lvl 3
2 @ lvl 4
1 @ lvl 5

Initiative

21 - Koan - @Gordian Nought
21 - Kraken
15 - Jill - @JBRam2002
15 - Noriam - @The Grey Dust
14 - Cynthia - @JBRam2002
13 - Gearforged Templars
8 - Adrevz - @Zverda
6 - Dyn - @Hekazu
5 - Alexis - @Guardian Angel Haruki

Noriam - @The Grey Dust is up next!

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D&D 5e - The Lost Lands

Katia Lei

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Let the dead bury the dead... a phrase echoed in Katia's mind, although she knew not from whence it came. All she knew was that the maintenance of the crypt was not her duty, nor did she feel any need to stay below ground any more than necessary. The light had been restored, but who knows what may have happened topside in the city while the Green Man toyed with them. They should finish their business here and move on.

Wick's "sermon" made little sense to the tabaxi, but much of the woman's words werebeyond her. And yet, something about the quoting of this holy text made Katia feel safe, as if the worst that could happen had already passed. Perhaps death and decay simply held no sway in this land, and if so, Katia wondered at the ceaseless conflict here. Just because one couldn't die should not mean conflict is their only purpose: to throw themselves at destruction to test the limits of this plane's benevolence. Foolishness paved the road to zealous wars, and the reward of revenge was always more sorrow. Perhaps this was the darkness they were meant to balance. Or perhaps there was no point in conversation, as the paladin warned.

That wouldn't stop the Light-bearer from trying.

The revelation from Haemar and Thea gave Katia slight pause, but nowhere near as much as Theodore. The moment of doubt and insecurity lasted what seemed like ages, and even culminated in the removal of his mask. Katia knew that signified something special for the Ranger. Some sort of internal conflict, if she recalled? The two must have gotten closer than Katia had known. She approached him again, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder. "And persevere, we must. The road before us will be long and our tribulations great. We should face them head-on before dusk draws near."

Katia turned to the Green Man and Wick. She knew they must be leaving soon, but she had no idea of their destination. "Where to next, Milya? If we are the pivot upon which Light and Darkness are balanced, it is not our lot to sit in safety for long while the world perishes around us."

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Bobbin Wiev

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As the bandits ran off, tail between their legs, the bear stood on its hind legs and snarled a warning. He had no need to run in after the captain; if his allies wanted the bandits dead, they could lead the charge. For his part, Bobbin was content to let them move on. They had slaughtered enough for now.

The Drunken Owlbear staggered forward, his pattern unpredictable as he bobbed and weaved towards the enemies. Instead of running full speed into danger, Bobbin was content to keep the enemies on their toes. Let them waste their bolts as they ran. He had yet to release his full fury on the foes.

Mechanics

Bobbin takes the Dodge Action, imposing Disadvantage on all incoming attacks and granting advantage on Dex saves. He then moves his full movement (40 ft) towards the nearest foe.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Pennydumb123 Thanks, was confirming stuff with the DM before I jumped in with a post.