JBRam2002

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@ihinka There is a feat (I believe Crossbow Mastery) that allows you to make a hand crossbow attack as a bonus action. However, if you do that, you are no longer wielding a single weapon, and your dueling +2 bonus would not apply to either your first or second rolls.

D&D 5e - Titan Hunters

@rush99999 In the future, please notify your DM when you leave a game. It's the very basest of polite things to do. As is, I'm not exactly enthused about the ghosting.

We'll assume Titan left the town then.

D&D 5e - Titan Hunters

@rush99999 As you have left the Discord server, my impression is that you are no longer interested in the RP? I would prefer a notification to that extent rather than simply leaving. If you left by accident, please inform me (and preferably get a post in) within the next 48 hours, or I will assume Titan will not be joining us.

Modular Pathfinder

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Test 1: Breaking Competition

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As the Monks of the Enduring Spirit surrender, a cheer erupts throughout the crowd. The announcer monk from before stepped forward. "And your winner is... the uh... Something Something Badass Divas!" The cheering continued as the Emissary rose from his seat and beckoned the party to approach. As they reached the top of the stairs and stepped onto the raised Dais, they felt for an instant all of their magical and supernatural abilities fade, but return to them once they passed through an unseen barrier. The Emissary stepped forward, holding out his hand.

"To the victors, I present this small gift. May fortune find favor on you in your next bouts." In his hand was a small smooth stone, although it seemed completely mundane at a glance. To be fair, this was only the first level of the tournament.

"Well done," Marthysan congratulated the party, applauding along with the rest of the crowd. "You have exceeded all of my expectations. I look forward to seeing more from you." On the opposite side of the Emissary, Kiang Zhen stood with a small scowl on her face, applauding politely but not deigning to speak.

Once they received the Emissary's gift, the party was ushered off the platform. It seems like the Emissary’s monks need time to set up the elaborate fight stage between matches. He amuses the crowd during these intermissions by hosting tests of skill, strength, fortitude, and will. One such test was being set up as the party was led away, and the monk directing them offered to allow them to participate.

In this challenge, items of various hardnesses are placed on stone pedestals positioned about the arena. Competitors must race about the ring, and using their bare hands, feet, and heads, smash as many of the objects as possible. Objects must be broken with a single attack, and objects that are damaged but not broken are replaced with new materials after each attempt. If a contestant fails to break an object, he will take some damage depending on the item.

There are eight such items scattered around the arena. You may attempt to break any object any number of times, but will take damage upon each failure. You must use the body part indicated below to attack the items or it does not count. The party has five minutes to complete this test.

Items:

Coconut - Hands. 5 Hardness, 15 HP, Penalty: -1d6 HP. Broken by XLA.
Ice Block - Arms, 0 Hardness, 20 HP, Penalty: -1d8 HP. Broken by XLA.
Metal Bar - Head, 10 Hardness, 30 HP, Penalty: -2d8 HP. Broken by Maiko.
Quarterstaff - Feet, 5 Hardness, 10 HP, Penalty: -1d8 HP. Destroyed by Maiko.
River Stone - Fingers, 8 Hardness, 15 HP, Penalty: -1 Dex. Destroyed by Maiko.
Stacked Boards - Hands, 5 Hardness, 15 HP, Penalty: -1d4 HP. Destroyed by Maiko.
Stacked Bricks - Hands, 8 Hardness, 30 HP, Penalty: -1d6 HP. Broken by Maiko.
Stacked Clay Tiles - Hands, 8 Hardness, 15 HP, Break DC 18, Penalty: -1d4 HP. Broken by XLA.

Good luck.

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

The old man was taken aback by the Peony's words, and the only thing further heard from him was quiet wordless mutterings under his breath as the boat rocked slightly. The prisoners generally seemed respectful, if not grateful, for the prayer, some even taking the time to bow their heads in reverence. When it was completed, they piled into the boat which barely seemed to hold them all.

"Well, I'm going back," came the response from the dwarven cleric. "Tossed in a goldfish bowl to rot, then fights like that? I've had about enough of this sewer." Solglia stepped into the boat along with the other prisoners, then looked back to Eilina and Auro'pol. "You coming with me?"

Eilina shook her head. "Professional curiosity requires me to stay," she said with a smile. "At least for now. It's not every day you see fishmen, devils, and dragons all working together."

"Suit yourself. I'll send the boat back with the current so you won't have to swim in... that." Solglia waited for the moon elf bladesinger to make his choice, then shoved off with the prisoners, paddling against the flow with the aid of one pf the stronger among them. They soon rounded the corner out of sight.

"All right. Let's go chevk out this other path, then!" Eilina suggested, almost giddy with excitement. Either she was feeling like stretching her legs after being cramped so long, or that "professional curiosity" she mentioned had her nearly hyper, but the gnome rushed towards the side passage as fast as her short legs would carry her.

As everyone eventually moved together, following the path behind the devil's throne, they came to a dead end with a lit brazier still smoking in the enclosed space. Other than the fire, possibly magical in nature, there was little else of interest asides from the scattered gems and coins on the floor. Another 20 gold pieces, about a hundred silver, and four bright blue sapphires greeted them. A king's reward this was not. After about twenty minutes had passed, the sound of the folding boat thudding against the bridge could be heard.

Behind the Devil's Throne

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Also, a DM's job is to make sure the challenge is fair, which might involve increasing base hit points. I suggest simply not looking at the Monster Manual. Saves a lot of issues for the DM.

D&D 5e - Titan Hunters

Ada Mavros

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The former duchess had a difficult time not only walking, but forming any coherent thought. This wood elf lady that helped her along certainly was a boon, but Ada was a duchess! She could stand in her own two... nope. Maybe she had just a little too much to drink after all.

Even in her inebriated state, she could see the fumes coming off her brother. He probably was pretty angry that Ada would go get herself into such a state, but the Seeker seemed trustworthy from her research. Mostly. At least nothing bad had happened. That duke needed to learn to let go once in a while and relax. Of course, Ada had been just as uptight as him for several years now.

Oh great, the duke was speaking now. Something about "blah blah, she's not normally like this, blah blah." She didn't need Vicente to apologize for her. She was finally free: a normal citizen of Mavros. To think that a mere decade earlier, she would have killed to be the ruler of the city, but now she was almost relieved to be rid of the responsibility. Almost.

After the duke was finished talking, Ada pulled herself to her feet, steadying the swaying room with a hand on the magical table before her. "Thanks, Vinnie," she began, definitely not slurring in the least. "We prolly oughta get some sleep 'fore the giants come. Or whaddever." Another scoff from her brother. What did she ever do to him? Oh... right.

"The staff'll get yer rooms set and stuff," Ada continued, waving in the general direction of one of the maids who seemed to have a concerned and bewildered look on her face. "We can talk about more stuff later... and stuff. Tomorrow." With an unnecessary flourish, Ada pushed away from the table, nearly collapsing before a half-elf girl caught her, helping her down the hall. Ada could be heard lauding the maid for always being a good friend as she was led away, to the disapproving sighs of the Duke of Mavros.

"Well, that certainly wasn't an embarrassment," Vicente muttered. "As Ada mentioned, rooms have been set aside for each of you. I suggest retiring sooner rather than later, as it is already quite late. If you need anything, someone will be posted outside your door to answer your beck and call." As Vicente stood, the table before the party began to shrink, finally condensing into a dull grey sphere, as if it were a burnt-out gemstone, which the Duke collected. "Please have a pleasant evening."

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All who was present for the entire duration of the feast and consumed food from it are under the effect of the Heroes' Feast spell: "A creature that partakes of the feast gains several benefits. The creature is cured of all Diseases and poison, becomes immune to poison and being Frightened, and makes all Wisdom saving throws with advantage. Its hit point maximum also increases by 2d10, and it gains the same number of hit points. These benefits last for 24 hours." The HP increase is 6 for everyone.

I will allow a week for people to post their nighttime activities / conversations or to pass on a post. Once everyone has posted or passed (or a week has gone by), we will move on. If you do not post, I will assume you went straight to bed.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@ihinka - Safira is up!

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Bobbin Wiev

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Bears are not a fan of slippery surfaces, a fact that Bobbin was beginning to learn as the oily substance coated the ground beneath him. Fortunately for the kenku, neither were bandits. The slipping and sliding would be comic if not for the threats against the young girl... or the stench. The bear roared in pain as the two bandits slashed at him, but what hurt more was that disgusting smell permeating his nose. Also, he had specifically chosen to be a brown bear, not a black bear, so the fact that this greasy substance was the color of coffee did help alleviate his annoyances. Somewhat.

The bear found purchase under his feet long enough to stand and swipe at the two bandits nearby. He bit at the one called Barney, and the taste of this oily substance was certainly no better than its smell. His claws crashed down on the one called Brett who had been stupid enough to run into the mess and attack him. It might very well be the final mistake that bandit ever made, as his full weight crashed down on the bandit. Unfortunately, his attacks also threw Bobbin off balance, and the druid lost his footing once again, crashing down in the middle of the puddle of grease with another painful yelp as a stray stick found purchase where it never should have.

It was not funny. Stop laughing.

Mechanics

Movement: Spend half of 40 ft to stand from prone. He will not move further, which means he ends his turn in the Grease and will have to roll Dex again.
Attack 1 with Advantage against Prone Barney: 18 plus a 1d4 bonus from Bless that I forgot to roll. Should still hit for 7 piercing damage.
Attack 2 with Advantage against Prone Brett: 24 to hit for 15 slashing damage.
Dex Save: 2. Pretty sure that fails, sending Bobbin prone again.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki 11. Bears don't have great dex.