I have a question, and this is something I always ask gor small characters.
If I am in threatening range of an enemy, and an allyunit is nearby. If I move i to the allys area and out of it, Do I get 3/4s or full cover from the attack of opportunity.
Due to bardic inspiration, Angus' stealth roll is now 15. Also when deciding if Angus succeeded or failed his stealth check, please note that Angus is going to wait until everyone has hidden themselves as per his suggestion before moving and Angus himself will keep out of the cyclopes' line of sight as much as possible.
Is it bad that I am hoping for a failure? So Kobold can just use suggestion, and say "Dearest Cyclopse, my boy! I know we've angered you! But if you'd spare a moment of your time to do as I ask? Just take a walk down that way, if you'd kindly. And just keep on walking!"
Of course... that'd be hoping for it not being undead, being able to understand common, rolls low. Cuz my DC is shiiiit.
"If you lack the courage to cast your magic on the beast..."
Well, talk about doubt. Those words probably wouldn't hurt so much if it hadn't come from another kin of dragons! Especially one she had willingly placed significantly more trust in than the others. Lilt released an irritated hiss to the dragonborn. Her tail rose up to thump on the ground in distaste, but the kobold caught herself by sliding a foot back and preventing the appendage from slapping onto the ground.
"Lack courage?! Kobold already ssaid, kobold's not wizard! Ssshe can't poof magic from finger tips from complete safety! Ssshe's subtle, yesss! More than wizard! But only as sssubtle as kobold ssspeaksss to dragonborn! As subtle as kobold nicely asking giant-ape to leave! And it may very well. By that point, we might be ssticking pointy thingss in eye if fail! Lasst ressort only!"
She certainly is doing her best to relay the idea that if she cast anything on the beast now, they'd be fighting it if it failed. Of course, she might have some trouble with that as she's growing increasingly irate by the perceived doubt she was facing.
She took a deep breath, and took a glance to Angus, "Kobold already did what ssshe can now. Koboldss other functions would be detrimental to her health, and other's safety if used -now-."
I miss the old inspiration mechanics. Knowing I only got 1 more inspiration to give just feels depressing :/
EDIT: Also, I don't mind taking risks. If you want the Kobold to use suggestion, you'll need to convince her to do it. Which would mean, if it works, we can just tell the cyclops to kindly walk in a general direction for about 8hrs.
The Kobold's eyes soon fell on the Cyclops. A massive beast of a giant... though it did not provoke the same dreaded fear that was welling up in her heart, than the distant sound of Troglodytes. The very damnedable creatures that she witness rip apart in comrades in a platitude of unfathomable ways.
Still... the cyclops's presence demanded it's fair share of terror. Enough so to force even the rest of her party to dare no further. Well... except for one. Her gaze snapped to the barbarian as he spoke. She had little qualms for someone she had little trust or faith in, making an action of sheer stupidity that would cost him his life if things did not go well. So she remained silent as she slowly slinked out of her hiding place, which was a corner with rubble.
Then... one of the humans put her on the spot. She visibly flinched, and turned her head towards Roy. There was some silence when she turned her head back to the Cyclops and studied him carefully. She mulled over her options carefully, thinking of each spell in her catalogue. And little by little, one could practically watch her pitiful self confidence make a harrowing treck across a metaphorical tight rope.
"...Kobold issss... not wizard," she noted. "Her ssspellsss make not... easier.... obviously. One spell... best used in battle. One spell... makes sound at point... the last spell." There was a pause. She contemplated that last spell. Suggestion. When used right, it was an absurdly powerful weapon in one's arsenal. And definitely not a spell she wants to expose to the humans. But... it certainly was tempting to use to prove her usefulness. The problem is that'd mean speaking to the creature somehow. If it failed... well the image of herself being a bloody mess flashed in her head.
She managed to keep herself from letting out a terrified bawlk as she quickly retreated from the edge, and shook her head vigorously. "No! Kobold not using that spell..." she hissed hurriedly.
She now sulked for a moment while her own thoughts began to slowly linger over stories of heros from the past. Kobold heroes, whom ventured alone and against the odds. From the journey of a dying 'bold and the rabble he lead to find a new home for the egg they protected. To even the legend of a green scaled hunter. They were inspiring... but not for her. Not right now. Well, she could at least channel that into something.
She mumbled softly to herself as she pulled a bag of caltrops and a flask of oil from her belt and offered them over to the Barbarian. "... You are fool... but the foolsss bravado oft leads them to greatnessss..." There was a light, barely perceivable magical echo to her voice. Such simple words did wonders in inspiring a growing well of valor into the barbarian.
Gave Angus a bag of Caltrops. Gave Angus a 1d6 Inspiration die.
Youd probably have a better time pulling an Odysseus. Blind him and sneak by on the belly of sheep. But we can shoot him in the eye and lead him off the cliff... Or just piss off the trogdolytes... Or lure him away and sneak past.
