>Mixed Nuts
To some, its a delightful role-playing venture based (loosely) on 3.5e D&D rules. To others its the worst thing to happen to Mlpol
>What it do
On weekends we engage a dynamic storyline based largely on the GM's capacity to create and illustrate the ongoing storyline.
>What about me?
New players and shitposters are always welcome. We have prohibited excessive >lewd, but non-players can assume casual roles as available (at the moment the world is a desolate wasteland tho so not for a bit) or work with existing players and GM to create a new character. Ordinarily we have several side-characters with their own existing backstories, as well as a few player contributions including a very sad Alex Jones or Yak Lee, a literal MLP yak trained as a monk, Taylor Swift,... there's others. If wanting to play, make a post about it in thread and there's plenty of anons who can steer anon in the right direction.
Currently the party is facing almost certain death. Thez squares off against Igritchkora of Bog, while the party - and Torcuil in particular - have managed to piss off an entire royal court of devils and demons. They're in hell though, so at least their opponents will politely wait their turn.
Previous initiative tally >>65413 → +Tracy (27)
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>>65424
Trunpaladin attempts to tweet out
"Bogandoff's claim to hell is as fake as his science papers. Let's see that birth certificate! #MakeHellGreatAgain"
Trunpaladin attempts to tweet out
"Bogandoff's claim to hell is as fake as his science papers. Let's see that birth certificate! #MakeHellGreatAgain"
General layout. Red is the party's formation, Thez and Bog are above, the ziggurat is beyond, and the curvy orange line is the court. Don't let that its a line suggest there's not lots of them. There's hundreds. And emerging from near-abouts where Torcuil sent the chain-lightning emerges from the crowd a very tall and slender fiend, his features more yellowish than the conventional red. His wings flutter about him like a cloak, and he moves gracefully. "And here I wasn't even going to involve myself in this little skirmish, but now you've gone and violated my NAP," he says drawing out a sinister and twisted (literally) looking rapier made out of what appears to be molded and beaten obsidian. "Now you must answer to Dru'tZil of House Kyrshar."
"But I'll be a sport about it! I'll give you to the count of three," he says with supreme confidents, as a handful of other devils fill in around him, evidently of the same house by their coloration. "One."
Record-scratching sound
>>65434
If you want, I can write you in right now,... but you're not going to like it if I do
>>65434
If you want, I can write you in right now,... but you're not going to like it if I do
>>65437
Elaborate. Sympathy is a specific type of spell.
>>65436
If you're not opposed, start by rolling a d20
Elaborate. Sympathy is a specific type of spell.
>>65436
If you're not opposed, start by rolling a d20
>>65439
Nice roll Mr. Laughter. You'll be early in the order.
>>65440
K, so intending to effect the devils present. In what capacity is it being cast? To draw them away from the party, to keep them in position?
Nice roll Mr. Laughter. You'll be early in the order.
>>65440
K, so intending to effect the devils present. In what capacity is it being cast? To draw them away from the party, to keep them in position?
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>>65437
And with that, Tracy whips an object out from beneath her cloak and shows it to the crowd.
>pic rel
With all her might, she draws back and kicks the flashing white-and-black sphere to the edge of the crowd before the devils.
>>65441
Both, tbh.
I meant it like a banana-kick, but the purpose is to distract any demons not buff enough to resist the save, and cause chaos among the otherwise carefully-planned devils.
And with that, Tracy whips an object out from beneath her cloak and shows it to the crowd.
>pic rel
With all her might, she draws back and kicks the flashing white-and-black sphere to the edge of the crowd before the devils.
>>65441
Both, tbh.
I meant it like a banana-kick, but the purpose is to distract any demons not buff enough to resist the save, and cause chaos among the otherwise carefully-planned devils.
>>65455
Yeah, arching like a curve-ball, with intention to fly over the heads of as many devils as possible spinning tantalizingly before planting itself somewhere within the ranks.
Yeah, arching like a curve-ball, with intention to fly over the heads of as many devils as possible spinning tantalizingly before planting itself somewhere within the ranks.
>>65460
>>65459
I hope
>>65459
I hope
>>65456
Much better. ^_^
>>65460
Nice try, but no.
Alright. Torcuil and Infernius spit epithets at Dru'tZil, the latter after doing his thing to the ball. Lenos and Kiynen flap their wings, poised in a defensive fighting position, their tails lashing menacingly.
And then Tracy does her thing.
The entire collection, and I mean virtually the *entire* collection of devils look up at the ball as it sails magestically overhead. Almost like those green guys from Toy Story, an echoing "Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhh," reverberates from the whole crowd.
Much better. ^_^
>>65460
Nice try, but no.
Alright. Torcuil and Infernius spit epithets at Dru'tZil, the latter after doing his thing to the ball. Lenos and Kiynen flap their wings, poised in a defensive fighting position, their tails lashing menacingly.
And then Tracy does her thing.
The entire collection, and I mean virtually the *entire* collection of devils look up at the ball as it sails magestically overhead. Almost like those green guys from Toy Story, an echoing "Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhh," reverberates from the whole crowd.
"Two," Dru'tZil says, his eyes darting to the ball for a moment, not realizing that the entirety of the mob, including the several devils that were moving to his side, are now lumbering away toward the ball.
As the mob centers around the ball and away from their previous position, a number of well suited and distinctive fiends stand there in a variety of dramatic poses. One wonders how long they have been standing there waiting for the opportunity, given that none of them shifted position for effect.
Moves?
Moves?
[1d20 = 8]
Addy taps Thez' staff 3x against the ground, causing shadows to stretch, loom, and linger over the area. Its not sufficient to grant concealment, but it does,... wait, where did she go?
Addy taps Thez' staff 3x against the ground, causing shadows to stretch, loom, and linger over the area. Its not sufficient to grant concealment, but it does,... wait, where did she go?
>>65464
I'd assume that mostly consumed Tracy's action.
She steps back towards Torc and Infernius, preparing to guard them in the upcoming melee.
I'd assume that mostly consumed Tracy's action.
She steps back towards Torc and Infernius, preparing to guard them in the upcoming melee.
As this is going on, Bog raises his Unholy Aura, his massive form seeming to waft black-ish flames, darkening in a sinister manner.
Thez however casts Shield on herself.
Thez however casts Shield on herself.
>>65469
Tracy begins fighting defensively, preparing to guard Torc and Infernius as a readied action, and using her cloak to conceal herself until her next action, with her invisible sword poking out somewhere along the side.
She sizes up the oncoming bad boiz up ahead, and prepares to leap into a flanking position if any of them come towards the casters.
Tracy begins fighting defensively, preparing to guard Torc and Infernius as a readied action, and using her cloak to conceal herself until her next action, with her invisible sword poking out somewhere along the side.
She sizes up the oncoming bad boiz up ahead, and prepares to leap into a flanking position if any of them come towards the casters.
>>65472
That spell is gonna' last 34 hours.
Go play the 4cc anthem to them as they wrestle for the ball.
That spell is gonna' last 34 hours.
Go play the 4cc anthem to them as they wrestle for the ball.
>>65472
Strumming intensely, as he has no idea what is going on, Rethgual stares at the strange and darkly robed form in front of him. He has no idea what is going on, so he continues to strum, as he is good at it, and it always seems to calm him. As he looks at the robed figure, a beeping sound occurs. The figure sighs, and reaches out a skeletal hand with a device strapped to the bony wrist. "Oh what is it now?" says an irritated woman's voice.
Strumming intensely, as he has no idea what is going on, Rethgual stares at the strange and darkly robed form in front of him. He has no idea what is going on, so he continues to strum, as he is good at it, and it always seems to calm him. As he looks at the robed figure, a beeping sound occurs. The figure sighs, and reaches out a skeletal hand with a device strapped to the bony wrist. "Oh what is it now?" says an irritated woman's voice.
>>65473
Yeah, I know. It was a brilliant move, and with that caster-level check, everyone short of pit fiends are now starting to fight over the ball.
Yeah, I know. It was a brilliant move, and with that caster-level check, everyone short of pit fiends are now starting to fight over the ball.
>>65476
Welcome to hell
Welcome to hell
>>65480
I meant I hope Death's employer has been treating her fairly for putting in all these overtime hours over the past 15 years.
I meant I hope Death's employer has been treating her fairly for putting in all these overtime hours over the past 15 years.
[1d20+30 = 48]
A <klack> sound resounds from Addy's former position.
"Three," says DZ.
And with a wink, he is acrobatically vaulting over the party, and engaging a precise strike on Torcuil.
A <klack> sound resounds from Addy's former position.
"Three," says DZ.
And with a wink, he is acrobatically vaulting over the party, and engaging a precise strike on Torcuil.
>>65476
"Hell? What the fuck for?" the robed figure says in front of Rethgual. "Oh well, you can come too then," she says, muttering something about sharing a taxi.
Grabbing him roughly by the shoulder, Rethgual is pulled through a singularity, which I'll leave it to the imagination as to what its like.
>>65485
Ouch. I don't even need to roll.
>>65487
Well, he's in the *middle* of a teleport-augmented acrobatic charge, so not so much.
As his wicked sword - which is barbed in both directions, so it shreds as it enters and exits - stabs a full 2/3rd the length (so, about 2'+) through Torcuil, DZ twirls over Kiynen, who opportunistically tail slaps.
"Hell? What the fuck for?" the robed figure says in front of Rethgual. "Oh well, you can come too then," she says, muttering something about sharing a taxi.
Grabbing him roughly by the shoulder, Rethgual is pulled through a singularity, which I'll leave it to the imagination as to what its like.
>>65485
Ouch. I don't even need to roll.
>>65487
Well, he's in the *middle* of a teleport-augmented acrobatic charge, so not so much.
As his wicked sword - which is barbed in both directions, so it shreds as it enters and exits - stabs a full 2/3rd the length (so, about 2'+) through Torcuil, DZ twirls over Kiynen, who opportunistically tail slaps.
[1d2 = 2]
With a slight force effect, her tail swishes just by the strange swashbuckling devil, as he twirls gracefully in the air, to land on the left side of the party.
Meanwhile Bog fires a pair of fireballs effortlessly at Thez. One speeds toward while the other lazily rounds at her. She tumbles gracefully away from the first, with the second veering in for a face-shot <whoof> which explodes ineffectively in the air, Thez appearing 30 yards to the perpendicular angle.
>>65493
Oh, right. I forgot about that.
With a slight force effect, her tail swishes just by the strange swashbuckling devil, as he twirls gracefully in the air, to land on the left side of the party.
Meanwhile Bog fires a pair of fireballs effortlessly at Thez. One speeds toward while the other lazily rounds at her. She tumbles gracefully away from the first, with the second veering in for a face-shot <whoof> which explodes ineffectively in the air, Thez appearing 30 yards to the perpendicular angle.
>>65493
Oh, right. I forgot about that.
Oh shit. The appearance of the blade passing through Torcuil, and his experience of ripped and torn flesh was in fact sympathy pain, as Torcuil witnessed a refractive image of himself getting impaled, while he was safely inches away
[1d20+11 = 12]
Gear-cuff to the rescue, Torcuil was just narrowly not-killed. Stix and Snek get AoO, as well as Tracy (ranged) and,... well,....
What appears to be a spinning golden disk darts out of the shadows where Addy was.
Gear-cuff to the rescue, Torcuil was just narrowly not-killed. Stix and Snek get AoO, as well as Tracy (ranged) and,... well,....
What appears to be a spinning golden disk darts out of the shadows where Addy was.
I don't even know how to interpret that. For one, its a pair of dubs. For two, its either 1 11 or its 111 or,...
[1d20+26 = 36]
>>65500
Tracy, lashes at his flank with her chain, intent on leaving him a nice litte cutie mark, if she doesn't disembowel him.
>>65500
Tracy, lashes at his flank with her chain, intent on leaving him a nice litte cutie mark, if she doesn't disembowel him.
>>65510
I love spaghetti
I love spaghetti
>>65508
>>65506
>>65507
Attacks dart out from arrow, bullet, and chain. The former two strike solidly, though the arrow falls to the ground, unable to pierce the fiend's hide. The chain makes contact, gashing as DZ finishes his acrobatic charge.
>>65510
You immediately materialize in a vastly wide and tall chamber. To your right is a skinny fellow in yellow. Heh, I didn't even plan that one. To your left is that darkly robed person you saw moments ago. What the fuck is going on?
>>65506
"YOU?"
To the party's surprise, Death has appeared, in this case touting a bard. A most insistent bard, I will say, who absolutely couldn't wait until we got back to nice-ville and wanted to spawn in literal hell. Beat's the heck out of a fire-trap entrance, I'll say that much
>>65506
>>65507
Attacks dart out from arrow, bullet, and chain. The former two strike solidly, though the arrow falls to the ground, unable to pierce the fiend's hide. The chain makes contact, gashing as DZ finishes his acrobatic charge.
>>65510
You immediately materialize in a vastly wide and tall chamber. To your right is a skinny fellow in yellow. Heh, I didn't even plan that one. To your left is that darkly robed person you saw moments ago. What the fuck is going on?
>>65506
"YOU?"
To the party's surprise, Death has appeared, in this case touting a bard. A most insistent bard, I will say, who absolutely couldn't wait until we got back to nice-ville and wanted to spawn in literal hell. Beat's the heck out of a fire-trap entrance, I'll say that much
>>65512
"DEATH?"
Torc just about dies from happiness
Then just about dies when he realizes she's fucking pissed.
"DEATH?"
Torc just about dies from happiness
Then just about dies when he realizes she's fucking pissed.
"These guys are gonna kick your ass, you know that right?" says an emo-looking she-devil. Another chad-looking devil nods silently. Addy's throw, which almost stabbed Infernius in the leg, clangs to the ground in the distance, and then through force effect, levitates off the ground and drifts toward a section of shadow where Addy was. An excited clapping sound resonates from the area.
>>65516
And like an unbidden mariachi, this bard fellow jumps into song. It may not be to the player's taste, but to the character, its catchy. Makes you feel like,... well,...
And like an unbidden mariachi, this bard fellow jumps into song. It may not be to the player's taste, but to the character, its catchy. Makes you feel like,... well,...
>>65518
That wasn't from death, that's from one of the remaining fiends. This one looks like a thickly spined emo-chick with way too much makeup.
That wasn't from death, that's from one of the remaining fiends. This one looks like a thickly spined emo-chick with way too much makeup.
And by spines, I mean her whole body. "Like, go ahead an TRY and touch me asshole,...."
>>65526
>You're being laughed at now
Not that I'm unfamiliar with the feeling, but that wasn't To-
Nevermind, wasting my breath.
Are the devils within 60ft?
>You're being laughed at now
Not that I'm unfamiliar with the feeling, but that wasn't To-
Nevermind, wasting my breath.
Are the devils within 60ft?
Thez casts Mage Armor on self. Bog stops and begins laughing.
"Do you really think to stop me with first level magic? This is beyond the most absurd thing that has ever been conceived."
"Shut up and fight."
Bog casts Dispel Magic on area. Thez' 2 simple spells wink out ineffectively.
>>65528
Not quite,
"Do you really think to stop me with first level magic? This is beyond the most absurd thing that has ever been conceived."
"Shut up and fight."
Bog casts Dispel Magic on area. Thez' 2 simple spells wink out ineffectively.
>>65528
Not quite,
Slows playing to a gentle harmonic
"Whats going on here who are you people whats with the giant banana why was my body one with the cosmos???"
[d20 = 6]
"Whats going on here who are you people whats with the giant banana why was my body one with the cosmos???"
[d20 = 6]
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Skidding to the ground in a dramatic skid comes DZ, the swashbuckling devil, swishing moaningly with his rapier (the moaning both an effect of the souls trapped within it, as well as the manner in which the barbs cut the air. For reference, think that urn of souls thing from Kung Fu Panda
>>65524
"I don't know what's going on, but I've got a contract to claim, here. When you're done implying Torcuil is dying maybe could I have a word?" Death whispers.
>>65524
"I don't know what's going on, but I've got a contract to claim, here. When you're done implying Torcuil is dying maybe could I have a word?" Death whispers.
>>65534
"Yeah no that's fine, it may be a little bit though. We gotta overthrow the kingdom of hell"
This isn't another mummy situation is it?
"Yeah no that's fine, it may be a little bit though. We gotta overthrow the kingdom of hell"
This isn't another mummy situation is it?
Thez casts True Strike on self. A flickering aura of tiny embers dances around her body. Bog laughs dismissively. "And what do you think will result of this action?"
Bog casts Invisibility, and vanishes.
"Do you think that you're going to just hit me, and then everything will be well. Look at those that your friends are engaging. Do you think this will go well for them? And what of your daughter? You have done well to hide this, but you must appreciate what is her overwhelmingly probable fate?"
>>65536
Worse, though not nearly as bad as it could have been. That Sanctuary truncated icosahedron did sway things significantly. By the way, there have been deaths from among the devils who are still fighting over that.
Bog casts Invisibility, and vanishes.
"Do you think that you're going to just hit me, and then everything will be well. Look at those that your friends are engaging. Do you think this will go well for them? And what of your daughter? You have done well to hide this, but you must appreciate what is her overwhelmingly probable fate?"
>>65536
Worse, though not nearly as bad as it could have been. That Sanctuary truncated icosahedron did sway things significantly. By the way, there have been deaths from among the devils who are still fighting over that.
>>65540
He means the ball idea was good thinking.
Now we only have to deal with the uber-bosses while everyone else in the fucking castle is held-up in a mortal combat clusterfuck over a single ball.
He means the ball idea was good thinking.
Now we only have to deal with the uber-bosses while everyone else in the fucking castle is held-up in a mortal combat clusterfuck over a single ball.
That erstwhile entirely-distracted mob of devils is now looking around, searching for something to distract themselves with, to lessen the pain of the pretty ball that once was and is no more.
[1d20+30 = 45]
>>65548
In a manner not dissimilar to the hoard of blacks some time ago, the devils begin to swarm and surge toward the party.
As they do so, DZ attempts another teleporting, acrobatic charge, attacks, this time spinning over Lenos in his departure.
>>65548
In a manner not dissimilar to the hoard of blacks some time ago, the devils begin to swarm and surge toward the party.
As they do so, DZ attempts another teleporting, acrobatic charge, attacks, this time spinning over Lenos in his departure.
As DZ appears behind Torcuil and thrusts his most wicked of rapiers through the other's chest from behind, pausing during the impalement to venture close and whisper, "No offense mate," he then draws the rapier from Torcuil in a dramatic stance, waiving any further motion. DZ now stands at the center of the party, Torcuil in dying at his feet. Stix and Snek get attacks of opportunity. I never filled in about Snek did I? Snek is peeking out of a ventilation shaft in the roof. From both ends, including pistol.
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RIP Torc
The shadows where Addy was take form for a moment, swinging Thez' quarterstaff at DZ's legs ineffectively. Snek fires, which is deflected by some shiny black metal things on DZ's shoulders. With his wings wide in a dominant gesture, DZ is a skinny fiend in a pompous gambeson embroidered and detailed in an intricately elaborate fashion. Its moderately disturbing in overall aesthetics, but it maintains a degree of regality.
Others immediately surrounding DZ's position can take attacks of opportunity, or adjust initiative.
>>65561
"... Nice blade.." Tracy says, the words falling out of her mouth involuntarily as she watches Torc's blood drip off of the rapier
"... Nice blade.." Tracy says, the words falling out of her mouth involuntarily as she watches Torc's blood drip off of the rapier
[2d20 = 32]
>>65563
After taking an atosecond to admire his equipment, Tracy makes two rapid thrusts at him, flanking him with her own rapier, both with a +26 modifier.
>>65563
After taking an atosecond to admire his equipment, Tracy makes two rapid thrusts at him, flanking him with her own rapier, both with a +26 modifier.
DZ wipes his blade on his wings. "I hope there won't be any retaliation. It was business, after all."
Torcuil meanwhile, collapses in a heap.
At this point, almost anyone can take action. I'm venturing away from a turn-based system, and more basing it off player input. If a character is attempting to do too many things at once, I'll say something.
Torcuil meanwhile, collapses in a heap.
At this point, almost anyone can take action. I'm venturing away from a turn-based system, and more basing it off player input. If a character is attempting to do too many things at once, I'll say something.
Thez meanwhile, is watching Torcuil die in a pool of his own blood, while Bog taunts her from an indiscernable location.
"You see? This was a fool's venture. Surely you must have known that this could never turn out for you? Except, no you couldn't have known that could you? You were not here. Well then. I'll let you in on a secret."
"This was our wish," Bog says, appearing next to Thez.
>>65565
In what world does attack=summon?
"You see? This was a fool's venture. Surely you must have known that this could never turn out for you? Except, no you couldn't have known that could you? You were not here. Well then. I'll let you in on a secret."
"This was our wish," Bog says, appearing next to Thez.
>>65565
In what world does attack=summon?
>>65567
Tracy just landed two Sneak attacks, and would continue to do as much damage as she can while she still can.
Tracy just landed two Sneak attacks, and would continue to do as much damage as she can while she still can.
[1d20+17 = 29]
>>65561
"You know what goes great with a second attempt to kill the mage? Football. That's right. America's favorite goddamn pastime besides racism, frivolous litigation, and gun violence. Whether it's your Monday night line up, your plans to impress that chick you wanted to bang in high school, the list of reasons your father is disappointed in you, or your favorite moments with Tommy Wisseu, Football goes great with everything"
Tosses a Football at the devil
>>65561
"You know what goes great with a second attempt to kill the mage? Football. That's right. America's favorite goddamn pastime besides racism, frivolous litigation, and gun violence. Whether it's your Monday night line up, your plans to impress that chick you wanted to bang in high school, the list of reasons your father is disappointed in you, or your favorite moments with Tommy Wisseu, Football goes great with everything"
Tosses a Football at the devil
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Okay *this* is a melee. D&D makes melee seem like an orderly sequence of events, but no. Its a whole shit-ton of things happening at almost the same time, but in quarter-second increments.
>>65573
Wow
>>65574
Whats his BAB + STR?
>>65578
A thundering sound echoes in the distance, through the walls and structures of the Bog balas. XDDDD
>>65573
Wow
>>65574
Whats his BAB + STR?
>>65578
A thundering sound echoes in the distance, through the walls and structures of the Bog balas. XDDDD
[1d20+38 = 40]
*seeing torc die lenos roars and slashes at dz with his claws*
*seeing torc die lenos roars and slashes at dz with his claws*
>>65580
Trumpaladin smiles at the noise
"Sounds like your daddy is coming back to give you all those lessons in catch you missed as children."
Trumpaladin smiles at the noise
"Sounds like your daddy is coming back to give you all those lessons in catch you missed as children."
>>65584
Hissing with rage, Tracy whirls her cloak to conceal herself, and makes another double-thrusting sneak attack with her invisible rapier.
[2d20 = 17]
Hissing with rage, Tracy whirls her cloak to conceal herself, and makes another double-thrusting sneak attack with her invisible rapier.
[2d20 = 17]
>>65592
Did he attempt to catch the ball or did he come from a broken home with no father figure to learn how to play catch from?
Did he attempt to catch the ball or did he come from a broken home with no father figure to learn how to play catch from?
[1d20 = 14]
DZ leaps dice feet in the air, and begins to gracefully fly/twirl using Technique; Device-enhanced Dramatic Acrobatic Parry.
DZ leaps dice feet in the air, and begins to gracefully fly/twirl using Technique; Device-enhanced Dramatic Acrobatic Parry.
[3d20+30 = 65]
>>65597
Had a +13 modifier on it, except I fugged the spacing. It was a 27' jump, spinning gracefully toward the ground and getting/causing attacks of opportunity.
Attacks are against Kiynen, Infernius, and Stix.
>>65597
Had a +13 modifier on it, except I fugged the spacing. It was a 27' jump, spinning gracefully toward the ground and getting/causing attacks of opportunity.
Attacks are against Kiynen, Infernius, and Stix.
>>65594
Actually, he sidesteps the football.
Those attacks don't have a 30 modifier actually, its +25, +20, +15, etc since they're successive attacks. So, 30, 36, 29 to K, I, and S
Actually, he sidesteps the football.
Those attacks don't have a 30 modifier actually, its +25, +20, +15, etc since they're successive attacks. So, 30, 36, 29 to K, I, and S
>>65601
"I see why you dance around up there like an underemployed ballerina. If you were down here, your ass would be beaten as quickly as Jeb!"
"I see why you dance around up there like an underemployed ballerina. If you were down here, your ass would be beaten as quickly as Jeb!"
>>65609
Tracy makes sure the neat is stabilized, using her cloak to conceal the two of them for a few seconds.
Tracy makes sure the neat is stabilized, using her cloak to conceal the two of them for a few seconds.
[3d8 = 19]
>>65608
K
"Okay, this is just getting pathetic." Goth devil says.
Casts Cone of Cold, Maximized.
Roll reflex (dice 1d20+dex) saving throws, everyone
>>65608
K
"Okay, this is just getting pathetic." Goth devil says.
Casts Cone of Cold, Maximized.
Roll reflex (dice 1d20+dex) saving throws, everyone
>>65609
"I'm guessing your dance moves aren't any more impressive to the men than they are to us, otherwise you'd be out in the clubs in the Castro right now"
"I'm guessing your dance moves aren't any more impressive to the men than they are to us, otherwise you'd be out in the clubs in the Castro right now"
[1d20+15 = 31]
>>65611
"Coming from the expert on Pathetic. I've seen better moves from feverish homeless people dodging traffic in Washington. Better clothing too. Sad!"
>>65611
"Coming from the expert on Pathetic. I've seen better moves from feverish homeless people dodging traffic in Washington. Better clothing too. Sad!"
[2d20 = 25]
>>65613
Easily and effortlessly avoids a chilling wave of frigid energy, alongside Tracy with equal ease.
Infernius manages to jump aside, leaving Kiynen, Torcuil, Snek, and Addy. Dice is K and A
>>65613
Easily and effortlessly avoids a chilling wave of frigid energy, alongside Tracy with equal ease.
Infernius manages to jump aside, leaving Kiynen, Torcuil, Snek, and Addy. Dice is K and A
Frost growing along her scales and wings, Kiynen shrugs off the effects of the spell. Not uninjured, but not too bothered.
Meanwhile, that bard fellow is still standing there, and Death is patiently waiting for Torcuil to decide if he's dead or alive, since he just got hit by another spell (reflex save)
Meanwhile, that bard fellow is still standing there, and Death is patiently waiting for Torcuil to decide if he's dead or alive, since he just got hit by another spell (reflex save)
>>65624
It's 2:30 where we are. He probably passed out after thinking he was dead.
it's getting late...
It's 2:30 where we are. He probably passed out after thinking he was dead.
it's getting late...
>>65624
"Oh please. I get a cooler blast of air from opening my freezer door. You couldn't keep ice cream from melting in the summertime."
"Oh please. I get a cooler blast of air from opening my freezer door. You couldn't keep ice cream from melting in the summertime."
[1d20+2 = 19]
>>65625
We can semi-retire for the night. Dice is Torcuil's save. Save or not, the party made it to the initial threshold I pre-rolled for and can engage the denouement scenario/fight. Kudos (read bonus XP) to Tracy/Infernius for thericegame-ball no jutsu, that was one of those role-playing moves I was talking about that can totally sway the result.
>>65625
We can semi-retire for the night. Dice is Torcuil's save. Save or not, the party made it to the initial threshold I pre-rolled for and can engage the denouement scenario/fight. Kudos (read bonus XP) to Tracy/Infernius for the
Even still bleeding, Torcuil has the presence of mind to escape the wave of cold. The perpetrator is one of three praying-mantis-lookin-motherfuckers, except they're blue and they're in midair and they're just kinda flying there. At the same time a handful of giant gargoyle-lookin' things flutter their wings angrily, the effects of the charm wearing off to their extreme dissatisfaction. A number of black shadows dart this way and that, as well as some whisps of steam. The party finds its self again surrounded on almost all sides, an open space between themselves and Thez, who still stands there listening to her surroundings, waiting for her opportunity.
[1d20+38 = 42]
*having dodged the cone of cold lenos leaps at dz to attack*
*having dodged the cone of cold lenos leaps at dz to attack*
>>65631
"That DZ fellow ran faster away from us than Bill Clinton at the sight of Chris Hansen. Who wants to get beat next?"
\r
"That DZ fellow ran faster away from us than Bill Clinton at the sight of Chris Hansen. Who wants to get beat next?"
\r
>>65633
Vaulting through the air to avoid the oncoming spell and unleashing his full draconic fury on DZ, Lenos performs a Death-From-Above maneuver.
DZ>Quickened Improved Teleport
Unfortunately, Lenos comes crashing to the ground, absent a target. From above and semi-flanking DZ appears with a swish sound.
"Hummmm. I guess there is Dragons," says the Chad devil.
"Oh yes, I had already decided to attack, I just hadn't said anything yet, for strategy," says a waif-ish devil.
Vaulting through the air to avoid the oncoming spell and unleashing his full draconic fury on DZ, Lenos performs a Death-From-Above maneuver.
DZ>Quickened Improved Teleport
Unfortunately, Lenos comes crashing to the ground, absent a target. From above and semi-flanking DZ appears with a swish sound.
"Hummmm. I guess there is Dragons," says the Chad devil.
"Oh yes, I had already decided to attack, I just hadn't said anything yet, for strategy," says a waif-ish devil.
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