[Game Thread] To the CallHill: Chapter 9b-The Blood War Book

[fuerdrake]

Hans Olo aka Welby Hin Hide and Seek, the game where the youngest (hin) child made up the rules as the game went along. Where clever rule changes were admired. Where toddlers were allowed a few "I win" style games and then learned that if the game wasn't fun for all, then no one would play. Hans had imagined, "Till I count to 1000" and then counting by thousands for a quick win. Of Hiding in an Empty field (the trick was to hide behind you human sized opponent, generally considered uncouth unless the human child had been truly awful). Of Hiding a Lie in the Truth (two truths and a lie, usually) popular when small children wanted to play with elders. "Very well! Hin Hide and Seek!" rang out the devil's enthusiastic voice. Damnation, that would teach Hans to make jokes out loud. He started to think quickly, as he saw a quick trip to an eternity in a worse afterlife rapidly approaching, just as he had predicted. There were oddly far too many decisions to be made in the afterlife. It wasn't all that different from life, Hans mused. He had always imagined that there would be nothing after death, or perhaps just watching the world pass from the realms of wherever hin souls went, or perhaps a giant library to read about all the occurrences and thoughts of all the lives, either in the past or for all of time. Some wizard had once talked about infinities, and how some infinities could be larger than other infinities and yet both were infinite. Or maybe there would be infinite days of feasting and playing Hin Hide and Seek, "As Mr. Olo spells out the rules, the rest of you think about the other challenges." Clearly this devil knew the rules and had offered Hans the slimmest of chance by acknowledging Hans as the youngest hin present. Or maybe not. There was a small possibility that the devil had never paid attention to hin or halflings, which truly was the goal of most of his kind. Hans contemplated how to cement this advantage. "Gardening?" came the tenuous voice of the elf druid. "Yes, gardening." "I used to play Dragonchess," came the nearby but oddly distant voice of their former master mind, Kaden. A small voice and then a woman starting talking enthusiastically about drinking games. Ugg, that would not end well for Hans. But in the end, it did. Drinking games commenced, and he was left with time to think of his rules. Rule 1: No one other than me can change the rules from this point on Rule 2: No magic, of any kind, no special senses or sight Rule Last: I will not change the rules unless I think someone is cheating The boat race began, a race of Han's mind vs. the drinking devils. How to get some help with Logic. "Ah, Kaden, have a moment?"

OOC Hin Hide and Seek: basically a kind of Calvin Ball Move: Action:   Hans Olo, NG Halfling Rogue 8 AC: 15/17/20 (? / +cover / +3/4 cover) HP:51/51 HD:8/8d8 STR:+0 CON:+1 DEX:+5 WIS:+1 INT:+1 CHR:+2 Saves: DEX +8, INT +4 Skills: Deception +8, Sleight of Hand +8, Stealth +11, Persaude +8, Athletics +6, Investigate +4, Thieves tools, Disguise Kit, Forgery Kit Abilities: Lucky(reroll 1s), Advantage Save for frightened, Move through space creature >= Med, Expert (stealth, deception), Hide behind creature >= Med, Sneak attack +3d6, Cunning Action (bonus Dash, Disengage, Hide), Fast Hands, Second-Story Work, Uncanny Dodge (Reaction to 1/2 damage attack), Evasion Special Equip: Weapon:

[Bluejack]

Maladomini Ingerou looked at the assembled teams. "The tiefling, imp, dwarf and human, and one more, against us..." Ingerou revealed a set of mortals off all different types, they slowly morphed and suddenly there were four devils instead of mortals. They all looked very buff and hale. "This is Laser, Taser, Blazer, and Michel." The devils each took a seat, and urged their counterparts to do the same. A team of waitresses with cute red horns came out then, large bosomed and carrying large glass mugs of beer. They place them on the table, one in front of each competitor. "The rules are simple. Drink one at time in a relay, the next starts as the one before finishes. Last team done loses the round. Two out of three rounds." Ingerou looked at the mortals. "Devils are quite hearty you know, but this brew will effect even us."

DM So! One con save and one dex save per round from each of you. DC 15. The ale takes one round to drink. If you fail a save, it takes one round longer. I'll post results as we go! We will play out the other competitions one at a time. If you win 2/3 expect the devils to bargain for more contests!

[Maladict]

Kaden Chelrid People talked while Kaden knelt, running his hands over the ground. A piece of his mind tracked everything that was being said for later analysis, but it wasn't his focus. Not until someone said his name, an event that had become rarer and rarer as the captivity wore on and the prisoners became less talkative. Kaden's wide-eyed gaze snapped up to focus intensely on the halfling in front of him. Name. Finnan? No, he died. Garret? No, blonde. Paela? No, female. His eyes narrowed just a bit from the effort of remembrance. Milo, no, Corrin, no, Jasper, Harol, Lidda, Alton, Nevil, Fildo, Milo, no again, Lazam, Welby, Errich, wait! Welby! It had taken perhaps a second for Kaden to arrive at Welby's name - just long enough for the pause to start becoming uncomfortable. "Welby," Kaden croaked. "A moment? Hard to say." With a trembling hand he gestured broadly at everything. He turned his attention to his trembling hand, eyes narrowed in annoyance. None of that! he told it fiercely, and flexed it a few times until the trembling stopped. Kaden stared vacantly for a moment, most of his thoughts occupied, before a part of him noticed the halfling standing in front of him and he remembered. "Oh, Welby! A moment, yes. Most likely. How can I help?"

[fuerdrake]

Hans Olo aka Welby "Oh, Welby! A moment, yes. Most likely. How can I help?" Hans looked at Kaden, concern and confusion etched on his face. As Kaden was nearly at eye level, Hans stares the human in the eyes, furrowing his brow as he nearly squints at the human before cocking his head to the side like a curious cat who is very, very suspicious. Kaden's flailing of hands was concerning enough. But the dead mage did not know Hans's name. That was borderline terrifying. So Many Thoughts bombarded the hin's mind at once. Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt in quick course assail him, impale him, with storm giant force. And in half a second, the quick fingered con man regains his composure, all evidence of unpleasant emotion evaporates. All that is left is a happy go lucky smiling halfling who confirms all your preconceived notions about the softness of his kind. "Kaden, do you not know my name?"

OOC We're gonna have some side conversation (I hope. Maladict, you up for it, if Mr. Jack allows?) Insight: DC 12 to notice In Character Hans's utter panic (if you think your character is even paying attention) Move: Action:     Originally Posted by fuerdrake Dice * My own RP purposes: Hans Olo, NG Halfling Rogue 8 AC: 15/17/20 (? / +cover / +3/4 cover) HP:51/51 HD:8/8d8 STR:+0 CON:+1 DEX:+5 WIS:+1 INT:+1 CHR:+2 Saves: DEX +8, INT +4 Skills: Deception +8, Sleight of Hand +8, Stealth +11, Persaude +8, Athletics +6, Investigate +4, Thieves tools, Disguise Kit, Forgery Kit Abilities: Lucky(reroll 1s), Advantage Save for frightened, Move through space creature >= Med, Expert (stealth, deception), Hide behind creature >= Med, Sneak attack +3d6, Cunning Action (bonus Dash, Disengage, Hide), Fast Hands, Second-Story Work, Uncanny Dodge (Reaction to 1/2 damage attack), Evasion Special Equip: Weapon:

[Unforgiven]

Yihk Yihk looked at her server with obvious suspicion, immediately assuming some kind of trick, or an incubus in disguise. Of course it is an incubus Yihk, these devils know only deceit and trickery. She then darted out her hand to grab the raw meat from him and cradled it as though it were a long lost child, one of her eyes trained warily on the false man, the other looking at her meal of undeterminable meat. She wasn't sure what they had been feeding her over the months, but hadn't the stomach to ask. She missed the hunt. With nimble and practiced agility, she begins to use her razor sharp claws to slice small pieces off of the raw flank roast she had taken from the false man. She tossed each piece into the air, and then her beak would dart out and snatch it from the air, an exercise in precision and reflexes, as well as mild entertainment for herself as others were going on about some boat race. She had hollow limbs, and was not interested in any kind of surface dwelling boat thing. Too risky, bones break too easily. She couldn't keep the doppelganger out of her mind however. He was always there behind her, always watching her... she hated it. She hated the demons and she craved a fresh kill. What was he doing? What was he thinking? He watched her, brought her a mystery meat. This one was a trap, a trap, a trap, a trap... As the talks and preparation for the boat trip event continued, she was almost obsessively preoccupied with the doppelganger behind her. The Incubus who was pretending to be of her kin. She hated it, and hated all devils. She knew, even if no one else did, that that "servant" was just waiting to slash her throat open. As soon as she lost her focus, he would strike. That was it then, she needed a kill, needed to be free, and needed to strike first. Without warning, Yihk burst into action against the Eagle man, dropping the partially consumed meat she leapt out of her seat with talons outstretched with a screech, sinking her talons deep into the chest of the bird, reaching to his heart. Then her claws and beak ripped into the man's neck as though she were a wild animal, slashing and tearing while her talons sunk deeper into his chest. Only when he stopped moving did she stop her assault. Satisfied with her kill, and ending the threat against her, she hissed possessively at anyone looking at her as she crouched over her kill, her talons still imbedded deep in the thing's chest as she cocked her head back and forth looking for the best spot to begin eating her fresh kill. She decided to begin to peck at his stomach to reach the juicy organs inside him, they had the most nutrients, they would help her to stay strong... It was not a clean kill, but her animal instincts were ruling her more often than not in this horrible, horrible place, and her need to kill was sated, as her hunger soon would be.   Yihk stands at an unimposing 4'9" tall and at a measly 55 Lbs, but with a 20' wingspan, she can look quite imposing to some. She can carry up to 80 Lbs while flying(though clumsily at that weight) but normally only carries up to 45 with her when she is moving from roost to roost. She has feathers that are hued from red at the top of the wing, to gold at the tips of the feathers. She has small, fine, and very soft grey feathers covering her humanoid torso and most of her legs. She has triple jointed legs, with the last joint reversed, and from her reversed lower knee her feet start and go to her talons. Her feet are a deep red ending in 6" black talons. Her arms have the same red to gold hued feathers as her wings and are between 1 and 3 inches long, allowing her to use her arms to increase maneuverability while in flight. Her beak is a yellow color to rival her bright yellow, predatory eyes. She also has a long, bright red plumage coming from the back of her head that hangs down to her shoulders. When she is flustered or afraid, her plume can splay out above her head in a crescent moon to make her look bigger. Yihk wears simple cloths made of leather, bone, and sinew primarily to hold her equipment while in combat or flight. She carries a shortbow and quiver with 20 arrows, 3 spears, a knife, and a small bag of her worldly belongings. She wears a necklace with a set of dire bear claws on it, and a small bandoleer of herb pouches. Her arrows have bone hafts and are normally tipped with either shark teeth or stone arrowheads. The fletchings of the arrows are commonly made with Roc feathers given to her by her friends of the high mountains. Her bow is a composite shortbow made with yew wood and amplified with animal bones and sinew. Her spears are made from the bones of large animals who died after getting stuck in tar in the marsh. She has filed the bones down to a manageable weight and added either a large stone spearhead or used a particularly large tooth/claw for the tip. One of her spears and a few of her arrows are of Elven make and quality, she received them from helping a druid grove in the Neverwinter woods, she reserves those for only the most important fights or hunts.   Yihk Battle Action Initiative Movement: none Free action: none Action: Bonus action: Reaction: none Applicable skills to your turn: Link to Dice Rolls: 1 HP: 64/64 Ki: 8/8   Yihk Arakocra Monk 8 Attribute Mod Str 0* Int 0 Dex 5* Wis 3 Con 0 Cha 0 Sheet Defenses HP 64/64 Prof 3 AC 18 Dex 8 Spell Atk +8 Str 3 Melee +8 Rang +8 Field Percep 16 Init +5 Speed 40/65(Fly) Senses Keen Eyes H. Pts N/A Key Skills Acrobatics 8 Medicine 3 Sleight of Hand 5 Insight 3 Perception 6 Stealth 8 Survival 6 Under Construction...etc Equipment Explorer's Pack   2 bone spears   elven steel spear   Travelling Clothes   Hunting Trap   Animal Trophy(bear claw)   Leather Wing Harness   -   -   Elemental Disciplines(DC 15)(8 points) - Elemental Attunement - Fists of Unbroken Air - Clutch of the North Wind - - Talon/Claws/Beak Attack Bonus: +8 Damage:1d6+5 x2 Spear(melee or thrown) Attack Bonus: +8 Damage: 1d8+5 Shortbow Attack Bonus: +8 Damage: 1d6+5 Additional Abilities/Notes   Class Abilities   Ki Pool(8)   Slow Fall   Stunning Strike   Ki Empowered Strikes   Evasion   Stillness of Mind     - -   Feats(Relevant)   -   -   -   -

[Maladict]

Kaden Chelrid "Kaden, do you not know my name?" Kaden froze, even his trembling hand falling into immobility, and panic shot through his consciousness. Name? I got it wrong?! No, no, no, no, no- For the first time in a long time all his disparate thought processes converged and his full attention came to bare on the situation. Internally Kaden was freaking out. His mind was his most powerful and prized asset, more so even than his magic - magic, must cast, no, bad, pain, mustn't - and if he couldn't rely on his vorpal-sharp intellect and encyclopedic knowledge...what was the point of him? If it even is me any more. No mind no me, broken mind broken me, no, no, no- Kaden wrenched his train of thought back onto track, bearing down on the problem at hand. Focus! The name. Hin, male, Corkscrew-Volos, portal, undead dragons - zombies? dracoliches? irrelevant! - argument, Book, mushrooms, river, dragon turtle, walking, snow, hills, freezing, temple, fire, FIRE, Outland, demon, capture, prison, torture, pain, pain, pain, outside, sky, ground, here, halfling, hin, WELBY! Still the wizard didn't move. Welby, no, not Welby, but I was so sure but no no no no- The entire process had taken perhaps six or seven seconds - an eternity for someone who thought as quickly as Kaden did. He looked helplessly back at the smiling halfling, who clearly was as cheerful as the hin always were. What play? Admit? No, can't show weakness, not here. Also embarassing. Cover? How? Impossible. No, honesty. Trust. Need to rely on each other. Especially if I'm... Kaden opened his mouth to admit the depth of his problems, but at the last instant his pride took over. "Sorry, slip of the tongue, a lot on my mind at the moment, you know." He smiled weakly at the halfling. "Umm...embarrassing, but it's quite escaped me. Umm...remind me?"

OOC This probably the first time anyone present has actually heard Kaden say "Umm"!

[Begon Ugo]

“Tezzra" Seeing that she was the lightweight in the contest, not counting Xoz's bird bones, Tezzra sat herself at the front of the boat and stared across at the devil bro's on the other side. She rolled her eyes at the wanna be drinking gladiators and she wanted nothing more than to smash the smug look from their faces. "Get ready boys... or should I say... bitch, bitchy bitch, bitcherstein, and bitchy Ms. Bitcherson?" Tezzra waved her middle fingers at the devils until the competition started. In a flash, the demon girl grabbed her ale and began to down it, even as she started to gag. "Piss ale?" she screamed, flames erupting all around her and just as quickly disappearing. "You couldn't even splurge for the good **** you cheap ass bastards!" Tezzra continued to yell as she forced the horrible pale ale down her throat. Finishing her cup, even as she almost upchucked, Tezzra tossed her cup in the air, the vessel spinning in the air to land perfectly between her two orange glowing horns. "Get some boys!" she said as she still fought to keep from throwing up.

Ooc Fail con, pass Dex

Actions & Rolls   Movement: Action: Bonus Action: Reaction: Current effects: Applicable Skills

Stat Block   Stat Block Tezzra | Demonic | Level 8| Fury 4 HP: 51/51 | AC: 20 | PP: 13 | Speed: 40ft Stats: Str 17(+3), Dex 10 (+0), Con 13 (+1), Int 10 (+0), Wis 16 (+3), Cha 14 (+2) Languages: Common, Abyssal Currently wielding: +4, 1d8+2Flail Abilities: You have resistance to psychic damage and advantage on saving throws to resist madness.Chaos Resistance,You know the thaumaturgy cantrip. Once you reach 5th level, you may use an action to cause one creature who can see you to go briefly mad. The creature must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be afflicted with short-term madness for 1d6 rounds. The DC of this saving throw is equal to 8 + your Wisdom modifier + your proficiency bonus. You may only use this feature again after completing a long rest.Corrupting Gaze, The demonic fire running through your veins lets you use anger like a weapon. Whenever you hit a creature with a melee weapon attack, you generate 1 point of Fury. If you critically hit on a melee weapon attack, you generate an additional point of Fury. After you finish combat, your Fury is returned to 0.You have a maximum of 2 Fury that increases as you advance in this class; increasing to 3 at 3rd level, 4 at 7th level, 5 at 12th level, and 6 at 17th level. You may expend 1 point of Fury to reroll a damage die. This may only be done once per attack made.Fueled by Anger, You can channel the rage into your movements and use it to carry you further. As a Bonus action on your turn, you can spend 1 point of Fury to Dash. While you are under this effect, all attacks of opportunity against you are done with disadvantage.Fel Rush, When you engage in two-weapon fighting, you can add your ability modifier to the damage of the second attack.Two Weapon Fighting, The demonic energy that runs through you keeps the task at hand in the front of your mind, whether you want it to or not. Starting at 7th level, if you have disadvantage on an attack roll, ability check, or saving throw, you can spend 1 point of Fury before you make the roll to cancel the disadvantage.Focused Anger, Though fiendish means, you can call upon your anger to transform your physical body into one from the Abyss. Using this new body, you can cause even more havoc than normal, just so long as you can remain focused on the task at hand. Transformation When you take this Pathway, you can call upon the demonic blood and Fury to transform you into a fiendish version of yourself. As a bonus action, you can spend 1 point of Fury to transform. While you are in this form, you grow wings with a fly speed equal to half of your walking speed and your melee attacks deal an additional 1d6 Fire damage. At the end of each one of your turns, you must spend 1 point of Fury or revert back to your normal form. This feature lasts until you don’t use a point of Fury to maintain it, choose to end it as a free action, are knocked unconscious, or 1 minute passes. You regain use of this feature after you finish a short or long rest.Emergent Form, You master fighting with two weapons, gaining the following benefits: You gain a +1 bonus to AC while you are wielding a separate melee weapon in each hand. You can use two-weapon fighting even when the one-handed melee weapons you are wielding aren't light. You can draw or stow two one-handed weapons when you would normally be able to draw or stow only one.Dual Wielder

[creed]

Orin Ironfist - Is this hell? The imp kept harping on about how he'd be on the losing team, how it'd be so great, and on and on about things that he promptly tuned out. He saw the table with a pack of demons on the other head, looking pleased as punch to be there. On the table were five mugs filled with something that he hadn't had in over five years. Ale. Sweet, cold ale. The imp kept buzzing around like an annoying bug. He looked at it as it kept moving around grinning like a jester, and he had a thought. If he was quick enough, he could crush it with his fist, it's size being small enough to do it with ease. How lovely that would be, to silence this little pest. He looked at his hands, and realized that the strength that he once had was far in the past, the strength in his hands and arms noticeably wasted from him form these long years in capacity. No, he knew there was no choice, but at least he could have a drink before the end. Assuming it wasn't a trick. "Do you see this fair, demonic maiden behind and above me, human? This is Tezzra. Tezzra. With her on your team we are unstoppable. Yes! Unstoppable! Hahaha! Let's do this! Me loves this! Hahaha!", the imp cackled, buzzing away before his thin strands of common sense and sanity tried to crush it like a bug. "That'll make one of us...", he replied in annoyance and resignation, sitting at the table flanked by the dwarf. He grabbed the mug, sniffing it slightly. He could feel the coolness of the mug, the hint of alcohol telling him it was a strong ale. With a practiced motion honed by decades of near daily practice, he slammed it back in one gulp. The effect was immediate, as if a Lesser Restoration had been cast on him. HIs senses perked up as the cool liquid flowed down his throat, relieving the parchness that he had been suffering from for what had felt like forever. 'Bit spicer then I expected', he thought to himself as he put the mug on the table a bit more forcefully then he expected. He belched loudly, a slight burning sensation following briefly as he said only one word. "More." OOC You invited a drunk to a drinking contest.   Quick Stats Orin Ironfist, Level 7, Human Paladin HP:61/61, AC 17 (Chain Mail Armor) Proficiency +3, Hit Dice 1d10 Speed 30ft., Senses Passive Insight 12, Passive Investigation 8, Passive Perception 13; Divine Sense (4/day - 1 + CHA mod) Abilities Str +3, Dex +1, Con +3, Int -2, Wis 0, Cha +4 Saving Throws Str +3, Dex +1, Con +6, Int -2, Wis +2, Cha +7 Skills Acrobatics +1, Arcana -2, Athletics +6, Deception +4, History -2, Insight +3, Intimidation +7, Investigation -2, Nature -2, Perception +3, Performance +4, Persuasion +7, Religion -2, Slight of hand +1, Stealth +1; All non listed skills at 0 Tool Proficiencies None Languages Common Special Abilities Lay on Hands(35 HP) - Touching yourself or another creature up to a maximum of hit points equal to level x 5. Also cure one disease or neutralise one poison for five HP. Divine Sense(4) - Can sense good or evil within 60ft, knowing their location and type, but not identity. Max usages equal 1 + CHA mod. Inebriated Strike(3) - Once per long rest, if you are under the influence of alcohol or other mind altering drug, you can add 1d6 damage to a successful attack. This is in addition to other bonuses. Max usage is equal to level. AC is -1 while inebriated. Fighting Style: Dueling Style - Gain +2 to damage. Only applies with one handed weapons and if only one weapon is used. Divine Smite - Upon a successful attack, you can expand one spell slot ot deal radiant damage plus weapon damage. 2d8 for 1st level, 1d8 for each additional slot up to 5d8 max. Extra 1d8 if target is undead/fiend. Divine Health - Immune to disease. Sacred Oath - Devotion to Life. Gives Sacred Weapon (adds +CHA mod to attack roll, becomes magical and 20 ft dim light radiating), Turn the faithless (each fey or fiend within 30ft makes WIS saving throw. Failure causes target to run out of 30ft range or take damage. Extra Attack - Can attack twice instead of once during attack part of turn Longsword +6 to hit, 1d8+3 slashing damage Slightly warped dagger +4 to hit, 1d4+3 piercing damage, thrown 10 Save DC 15, Spell Attack +7 Spells Known 1st (4/4) : Cure Wounds, Divine Favour, Heroism, Shield of Faith, Cure Wounds 1st (Oath) : Protection from Good or Evil, Sanctuary 2nd(1/2):Aid, Branding Strike 2nd(Oath): Moonbeam, Misty Step Background Commoner (Farmer, Soldier), Feature Former member of the Knights of the Merciful Sword Appearance A massive young lad, well built both in stature and muscular mass. Confused among the unknowing for a small Giant, his red locks and deep blue eyes are framed against a very pale complexion for one who was brought up on farmwork.

[Jon]

Ulgrum Thrulgar – That’s one ”Hey, pass me that pack please” Ulgrum called to one of the flunky demons – the stool was set so low, only his nose reached the table. ”Thank you, thank you” he said climbing on top of the cushion and propping his elbow on the tabletop. ”Oo hello again!” he said to Orin as the man sat besides him ”You up for this bit of fun too!” the jeweller smiled at the grumpy man. But the man simply grabbed the ale and threw it down his neck with a burp and a More. “oh dear, we’re off are we … hang on, here I come” mumbled Ulgrum. He held the mug cupped in two hands, lifting it to his lips … GULP … GULP …GULP it went down GULP … GULP … GULP some more GULP … GULP … GULP And finally it was down. ”Ahhhh” said Ulgrum, wiping the froth from his bear ”May I have another one please.” He smiled and gave Orin a salute.

ooc That’s 21 CON and 7 DEX

Action Block and Stats   Reading an Ulgrum post Ulgrum mutters to himself .. a lot. This stream of consciousness is captured in the post. If you stand near him and listen carefully, you can make it out … however if you are not paying attention or there is a lot of background noise you’ll just catch the odd word. So in the text: “Plain text in quotes …” is Ulgrum muttering to himself ”bold text in quotes …” is Ulgrum speaking out loud or quoting another character talking italics are thoughts in the normal way.   Action Block Movement: Action:. Bonus Action: Reaction: Active Skills/Spells: Mage armour Spell Level Total Slots Used Slots Cantrips 4 n/a Level 1 4 0 Level 2 2 0     Sorcery point 0/3 Inspiration 1   Sorcerer (wild magic) (3) AC: 9 (no armour) NOW 12 with Mage Armour (no Shield: 9) HP: 23/23 (3d6) Temp HP: 0 Speed: 25ft. Prof Bonus: +2 Initiative: -1 STR DEX CON INT* WIS* CHA 10 (+0) 8 (-1) 15 (+2) 14 (+2) 17 (+3) 18 (+4) Skills: Arcana (+4), Deception (+6), Insight (+5), Perception (+6), Mecahnics (+4) Senses: Darkvision 60ft., Passive Perception 13 Languages: Common, Elvish, Dwarvish Weapons: Axe, battle & hand; Hammer, light & war; dagger; dart; sling; quarter staff; light crossbow Armor: None Tools: Jeweller’s tools Dark vision Dark like dim, dim like light Dwarvish resilience Advantage on poison saving, resistance to poison damage Stone cunningDouble history bonus for stones Wild magic surge Roll D20 after spell. 1= roll Tide of chaos advantage on various rolls … once between long rest Quickened spell 2 sorcery points to cast spell as bonus action Heightened spell 3 sorcery points to give disadvantage on save Spellcasting. 1st level spellcaster. CHA based. Save DC: 14. To Hit: +8. Cantrips: 1 Action, Range: 120 ft, Duration: Instantaneous. Hurls a mote of fire 1D10 damage. Ignites if not worn or carriedFirebolt ; 1 Action, Range: 30 ft, Duration: 1 minute. Hand operates at distance Mage Hand; 1 Action, Range: touch, Duration: Instantaneous. Melee spell attack to cause 1D8.Shocking grasp ; 1 Action, Range: touch, Duration: 1 hour. On object. It sheds light for 20 ft and dim for another 20ft Light ; Spells known (4) Level 1: 1 Action, Range: self, touch, Duration: 8 hours. AC 13 + dex Mage Armour ; 1 Action, Range: self 120 ft, Duration: Instantaneous. Chaos Bolt ; Level 2: 1 Action, Range: 120 ft, Duration: Instantaneous. 3 rays each of which does 2d6 damage Scorching ray; 1 Action, Range: 120 ft, Duration: up to 1 minute. Wis save or attack others I choseCrown of madness ; Old spells (not currently known) 1 Action, Range: 90 ft, Duration: 1 minute. Dex saving throw or 3D6 damage. If save, then half damage Sleep ; Hand axe Melee. To Hit: +2 melee +1 ranged, reach 20/60ft. Damage: 1d6 slashing. Dagger. Ranged. To Hit: +2 melee / +1 ranged, range 20/60ft. Damage: 1d4 piercing.

[Warson]

Boat Race: Round 1 Xoz "Hahaha! Heh!" came from the excited red imp and he clapped his hands as Tezzra mocked their devilish opponents and began the game. "Go, Tezz! Go! Hehe!" "Piss ale!" the demon touched girl screamed. More laughter from Xoz then. "Hahaha!" Clap, clap, clap... "Hehehe!" The tall human, the one called Orin, was next up and he simply destroyed the mug of nasty ale. Simply destroyed it. "Yes, we will win! We will win! Hehe!" As the dwarf grabbed his own mug of grog, Xoz looked about at the kneeling human, the winged one called Yihk who was enjoying eating a recent kill, the one-eyed man, and the halfling who was most likely preparing for his game of Hide and Seek. "Come on, now," Xoz called out to each of them. "We need another for the game! Hurry, now! Sit by me here on the end! Hurry!!!" The imp then looked back to the dwarf named Ulgrum who was almost finished with his mug. As he finished, Xoz the Imp picked up his own mug of 'good stuff' with his two small hands and started chugging the dark amber liquid as fast as he could. When the mug was about half way empty (or was it half way full?), Xoz began to feel a little funny. In fact, he started to feel a lot funny. As he finished the mug that was bigger than his head, he slammed down the thick glass container and watched the space around him start to spin around and around. "Heh," he said as he watched the devils on the other side of the table waver from side to side. One of them started to look like two of them. "Heh." It seemed that Xoz' enthusiastic energy had somehow been zapped out of him. "Uh, Tezz," he called out to his friend at the other end of the table. "Me think this won't be so easy after all. No. Me think this won't...be...burp!...so...easy...burp!...after...all."

 

Actions & OOC Position: With the group. Free Action: Move Action: Standard Action: Bonus Action: Reaction: Rolls: CON save (7) & DEX save (10...should have been +6, but it still would have failed) here. OOC:

 

Stats Xoz Imp Rogue (Arcane Trickster) Level 8 (Stat Rolls) (Background) (Sheet - WIP) HP: 67/67 | AC: TBD | Speed: 25' Walking/40' Flying | Hit Dice: 8d8 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 11 Ability Scores: STR: 13 (+1), DEX: 17 (+3), CON: 16 (+3), INT: 16 (+3), WIS: 13 (+1), CHA: 14 (+2) Background: TBD Skill Proficiencies: Acrobatics, Deception, Performance, Persuasion, Survival Armor Proficiencies: Light Armor Weapon Proficiencies: Simple weapons, hand crossbows, longswords, rapiers, shortswords Tool Proficiencies: Drum, Horn, Lute, Lyre (Advantage on Performance checks), Pan Flute, Disguise Kit Features & Special Abilities: You have advantage on saving throws against being charmed or frightened, and spells can't put you to sleep.Fey Heritage, You have proficiency with one instrument of your choice (Lyre). You have advantage on Performance checks made with the selected instrument. You can also memorize and perform any song after hearing it only once.Memory for Music, You can cast the Minor Illusion cantrip. Bonuses at Level 3 & 5. Requires access to an instrument that you are proficient with.Enchanting Music, Free food & lodging with nightly performances. Strangers in town take a liking to you if you've been performing.By Popular Demand, Slots: 2/2 Cantrips, 2/2 Spells of Level 1Spellcasting, (Uses: 3; 1d6; Bonus Action)Bardic Inspiration: 2/3 Feats: None Weapons: Rapier (+5 AB, 1d8+3 Damage, Pierce, Finesse), Dagger (+5 AB, 1d4+3 Damage, Pierce, Finesse, Light, Thrown (20/60)) Languages: Common, Sylvan Effects: None[/SIZE]

[fuerdrake]

Hans Olo Kaden's distress was palpable. Cheers and groans showered the pair as the contest proceeded. Hans gave it no mind. "Umm...embarrassing, but it's quite escaped me. Umm...remind me?" Hans pondered how to sooth this savaged soul. Yet the hin had his own fear: the mage did not know. What did that mean? "It was Welby." Hans paused "For a while. Pleasure to meet you a second time. My name is Hans." Hans waited a beat for the information to sink in. "The problem is that Hide and Seek among the hin is a game that changes the rules as the game is played. So, I need some help setting some rules where the devils can't cheat."

OOC Move: Action:     Originally Posted by fuerdrake Dice * My own RP purposes: Hans Olo, NG Halfling Rogue 8 AC: 15/17/20 (? / +cover / +3/4 cover) HP:51/51 HD:8/8d8 STR:+0 CON:+1 DEX:+5 WIS:+1 INT:+1 CHR:+2 Saves: DEX +8, INT +4 Skills: Deception +8, Sleight of Hand +8, Stealth +11, Persaude +8, Athletics +6, Investigate +4, Thieves tools, Disguise Kit, Forgery Kit Abilities: Lucky(reroll 1s), Advantage Save for frightened, Move through space creature >= Med, Expert (stealth, deception), Hide behind creature >= Med, Sneak attack +3d6, Cunning Action (bonus Dash, Disengage, Hide), Fast Hands, Second-Story Work, Uncanny Dodge (Reaction to 1/2 damage attack), Evasion Special Equip: Weapon:

[Bluejack]

Maladomini Yihk Yihk could not get the aaracockra copy out of her mind. Her avian brain felt the worm of it's existence burrow into her mind, and she had to make it stop. The sudden surge caught the devil by surprise, and the illusion of the bird-man was gone. Yihk tore into the revealed devil, a strange looking male covered with a sharp cutting beard and holding a dull grey glaive. Her skills were deadly, even in the weakened state. She rent the chest of the Barbazu, and black ichor flew in spatters on the grounds in front of Azalea. Other devil's passed by and ignored the combatants, but the bearded devil cried out for help. "My soul, my soul!" he yelled to Yihk, using the only language he thought she might know. The soul substance of the devil flew apart with the flesh. In a few moments, the devil was torn to bits. Blach gunk covered Yihk, and the monk began to feel quite ill. She tried to eat more, but realized the devil would make her even more ill. She regurgitated quickly to save herself. As she fought the flesh of the destroyed devil, a loud tone rang overhead. They could here Ingerou as he used his magic. Yihk fell to the ground, and began to writhe on the dark maroon grass of the courtyard."The mortals win hunting."Ingerou sighed. Mortals 1, Azalea Employees 0. The Rules of Halfling Hide & Seek Kaden and Hans discussed his true name in Maladomini, and it dawned on Hans that maybe Welby might have been better instead of his true name. That aside, The clever halfling and the third smartest man in Abeir-Toril had to develop rules to a game that they could win. The Boat Race A whistle blows and the first round starts. Soon the table is surrounded by the devils and petitioners. Everyone is laughing and cheering for the two teams, oblivious to the shenanigans going on with Yihk and the doppleganger. As each drinker picks up a beer the devils chant the name of the opponent, while the two hags chant the names of the C-Vs and UMEUs. The race is neck and neck, with the devils pulling slowly ahead until the stout Ulgrum seizes on his dwarven heritage and chugs the ale in mere moments. The anchors, Orin and Ingerou, struggle surprisingly. But Ulgrum's quick drinking allows the mortals to pull out the first round with moments to spare. Ingerou let's out a massive belch, then looks a bit sheepish. The surrounding devils razz Ingerou and the team, while others pat the mortals on the back. A few moments later, the second round comes. Ingerou smiles. "And now the boilermaker!" The servers put down another ale, then a small shot of some pungent whiskey next to the beer. "Enjoy!" Character Dex(Rounds) Con(Rounds) PC Rounds Team Rounds Xoz 7 for 2 Rounds 7 for 2 Rounds 4 4 Tezzra 19 for 1 round 9 for 2 rounds 3 7 Ulgrum 7 for 2 rounds 21 for 0 rounds 2 9 Rain 18 for 1 round 12 for 2 rounds 3 12 Orin 14 for 2 rounds 13 for 2 rounds 4 16 Character Dex(Rounds) Con(Rounds) PC Rounds Team Rounds Laser 7 for 2 Rounds 20 for 0 Rounds 2 2 Blazer 14 for 2 rounds 7 for 2 rounds 4 7 Taser 10 for 2 rounds 21 for 0 rounds 2 9 Michel 4 for 2 rounds 10 for 2 rounds 4 13 Ingerou 7 for 2 rounds 5 for 2 rounds 4 17 DM Contests; Mortals 1, Devils 0. But at what cost to Yihk? Boat Race Round 2: Mortals 1, Devils 2. This time DC 15 Dex DC 17 Con!   Torpor (Ingested): A creature subjected to this poison must succeed on a DC 15 Constitution saving throw or become Poisoned for 4d6 hours. The Poisoned creature is Incapacitated.   COMBAT Initiative - -- - -- - -- - -- - -- - -- - -- - -- - -- - -- Enemies Notes # Name Weapon(s) AC HP PP Actions/Notes The UMEUs Notes Player Character Location AC HP PP Actions/Notes Avner Rain Azalea 12 16/16 16 ?? BegonUgo Darmu Maladomini Maze of the Ninth Hell 17 0/20 14 Ki 0/2 jon Ulgrum Azalea Dungeon 12 16/16 16 ?? The Others Notes Player Character Location AC HP PP Actions/Notes Avner Tavis Elemental Plane of Fire ?? ??/?? ?? ?? BegonUgo Tezzra Azalea Dungeons ?? ??/?? 14 ?? Warson Xoz Azalea Dungeons ?? ??/?? ?? ?? The Corkscrew-Volos Notes Player Character Location AC HP PP Actions/Notes Fuerdrake Hans Olo Azalea Dungeon ?? ??/?? ?? Exhausted creed Orin Ironfist Azalea Dungeon ?? ??/?? ?? Exhausted Maladict Kaden Azalea Dungeon ?? ??/?? ?? Exhausted Halcyon Slade Azalea Dungeon ?? ??/?? ?? Exhausted Unforgiven Yihk Azalea Dungeon ?? ??/?? ?? Exhausted Tomplum Filverel Azalea Dungeon ?? ??/?? ?? Exhausted Conditions/Effects     Darmu Lost in the Maze of Maladomini Rain Well Ulgrum Well Xoz Well Tezz Exhaustion 1 Orin Exhaustion 1 Filverel Exhaustion 1 Kaden Exhaustion 1 Slade Exhaustion 1 Yihk Exhaustion 1 Hans Exhaustion 1 Other None ENVIRONMENT Progress Time of the Day Mid-Afternoon Current Day Azmoday Current Date ?? Conditions Weather Inside Light well lit, reddish Winds None Precipitation Indoors Dungeon Features Standard - Detections - Noted Hazards None   The Book of Orcus Campaign   NPC Race Location Notes Beauviliers, LadyHuman North Ward Noble   Beaviliers, Lord Human North Ward Noble Beaviliers, Maxine, "Max" Human North Ward Wizard, Noble Blastwind, Barnabus Human Dock Ward Investigator, Guild of Magistrates and Protectors Bonnie Human Yawning Portal, Castle Ward Barmaid at the Yawning Portal Brother Constus Human The House of Helm Head Steward and Knight of Waterdeep Cassalanter, Amalia Human Sea Ward Major Noble Cassalanter, Victoro Human Sea Ward Major Noble Chlora Human Skewered Dragon, Dock Ward Owner, Ex-Pirate Daemanther, Barnaby Human The Dark Citadel Menagerie, Daemanther Scion Daemanther, Grumveldt "Grum" Human Leilon Second-in-Command, Irregulars Dane, Coin Human Leilon Spymaster, Irregulars Dane, Olma Human Ranger, Irregulars   Dane, Raackma, "The Weak", "The Terrible" Human Leilon Commander, Irregulars Durnan Human Yawning Portal, Castle Ward Owner of the Yawning Portal Floon Human ?? Fop Fizbane Human Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors Simulacrum, Destroyed Fozbane the Diviner Human Watchful Order of Magists and Protectors Vice Guildmaster (Divination) Ghostbeard, Adrik (Former Adrik Axenbeard) Dwarf The CallHill Castellan of the CallHill Graybrow, Nanny Hag Maladomini Yugoloth of the Grey Wastes. Ingerou Bone Devil Azalea, Maladomini Administrator fo Azalea, Home for Aged Devils. Kadaran, Quillart, "Quill" Human Phandalin Lords Alliance, Lord of Phandalin Kettlebreaker, Bluejack Half-orc Outland, Waterdeep Oracle of Lady of Pain Hawley, Seamus Human Dock Ward Investigator. City Watch Jenks Human Trollskull Alley Steward (Ulgrum) Lif Poltergeist, Petitioner Trollskull Manor Bartender Melannor Halfling Emerald Enclave Contact Mirt Human Merchant ?? Nat Human Trollskull Alley Stewardess (Urser), Ward, Urchin Neverember, Dagault Human Neverwinter Lord Protector of Neverwinter Neverember, Renaer Human ?? Minor Noble Palebrow, Headmistress Hag/Yugoloth Maladomini Sisters of Doom Pee-pop Pseudodragon (plaid) The Book Wyrm Familiar to Rishal Phaulkon, Jeryth Avatar Emerald Enclave Faction Leader Rishal the Page Turner Dragonborn Trollskull Alley, The Book Wyrm Vendor, Sage Sal, Nella Kobolds Skewered Dragon, Dock Ward Chefs Seqana, The Baleful Claw Blue Dragon ?? Former Shadow Dragon Squiddly Tiefling Trollskull Alley Steward(Ella, Darmu) Stonefist, Yagra Half-Orc ?? Zentarim, Fighter Three Strings Halfling Yawning Portal, Castle Ward Bard, Harper Trench, Vincent Human Trollskull Alley, North Ward Investigator Thundaga Human Sten CallHill Thane of the CallHill Ubaya Uday Human, Chult North Ward Priestess of Waukeen, Magic Item Merchant Vane Mungo Ogre Skewered Dragon, Dock Ward Bouncer Volothamp Geddarm Human ?? Writer, Traveler Xanathar Beholder ?? Leader of Xanathar's Guild Xoblob Deep Gnome Ye Olde Xoblob Shop, Dock Ward Store Owner Zlog Half-orc North Ward Chef     - Nanny Graybrow and Headmistress Palebrow are Yugoloths from the Gray Wastes. - Elturel has been sucked into Avernus, the first layer of the Nine Hells - Halaster was known as the Mad Mage of the Undermountain - Trollskull Manor was owned by Mordenkeinen, a contemporary of Halaster of Undermountain - The Cauldron of Nanny Graybrow kept the Manor of Mordenkeinen tethered to the Prime Material Plane - Hags are normally servants of Devils, the Sisters of Doom are actually Yugoloths. - The Graybrow was a servant of Asmodeus, a former Archdevil and now ruler of Hell and a greater god - The Book of Orcus is a powerful artifact thought to be the first effort to animate dead: zombies, ghasts, ghouls, and wights. - The Book was last in the possession of the C-Vs, transported to the Outlands by Bluejack Kettlebreaker in the temple of Kossuth. - Nanny Graybrow and Headmistress Palebrow have cast a powerful geas on the party to retrieve the Book in exchange for your freedom from Maladomini. - Fozbane the Mystic is the Head of the Guild of Magists and Protectors of Waterdeep. - The Blackstaff of Waterdeep is Vajra, an ally of Fozbane and now the UMEU's

[Halcyon]

Slade Sutherlind Slade's head perked up the moment that Yihk attacked her duplicate. His back straightened and shoulders squared, the man seemed to be standing at attention. A strange light glowed from his empty eye socket when unbeknownst to anyone else a wispy, familiar voice in his head whispered with surprising conviction, "Go... Go now." His actions now beyond his control, Slade felt himself propelled forward woodenly, toward the horrific scene of the aarakocra claiming her kill. Forced by whatever was controlling him to watch the carnage unfold, Slade began to scream... at least in his mind. His lips were frozen together and only a weak mewing sound escaped for anyone close enough to hear. "My soul, my soul!" cried the devil, and the voice in his head answered, "Yesss.... faster..." Slade stumbled up to the corpse as Yihk began her feeding. He had come recklessly close to the huntress who suddenly looked up at him, ichor dripping from her beak, ready to tear his heart out as well. He was in fact going to steal her kill, though it was not him that was controlling his actions. Out of the corner of his eye he watched the bird's feathers puff up and her body tense for a lethal strike. Slade's mewing got louder but his puppet master whispered, "The last breath escapes... come to me..." Slade's hand clamps down on the Barbazu's forehead. Yihk's inevitable retaliation does not come, her body beginning the violent process of rejecting her infernal meal. The light emanating from Slade's eye socket flashes brightly, then Slade collapses next to the corpse. The forehead of the Barbazu smokes where his hand had been. It has been charred into a fine grey ash by some strange magic which continues to consume the rest of the head as Slade's prostrate, unconscious form does not stir.

 

Combat Actions Initiative: Free action: Movement: Action: Bonus action: Interact with object: none - Reaction: Applicable skills to your turn: Conditions: Link to Dice Rolls: [insert link here]

 

Statblock Coming soon AC: 17/ 19 with Arcane Deflection/ 22 with Shield spell Lvl 1 Spell Slots:3/4 Lvl 2 Spell Slots:2/3 Lvl 3 Spell Slots:2/3

[Begon Ugo]

“Tezzra" By the time the second round started, Tezzra was done with the boat race. The piss beer was impossible to drink but even more, she saw a bird man… When did this guy get here?... she saw the bird man absolutely rend and shred a devil to bloody pieces. Distracted as she was by the bird’s entertainment, Tezzra was a sloppy mess with her leg of the boat race. She spilt her cup of ale all over the table and needed to wait for a quick refill… which was not all that quick. Eventually she was able to choke down the beer and she threw her cup at the devil across from her, bouncing it off its prodigious forehead. “Suck it.” She said simply as she slammed the shot down and then turned to watch the bird writhe in pain on the floor. “You kill devil’s, you moron!” Tezzra called over as she shook her head. “You don’t eat them! I’d help you but I’m in the middle of something here. You’re gonna have to wait a bit." "Don’t die.”

Ooc Fail con, fail Dex

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Stat Block   Stat Block Tezzra | Demonic | Level 8| Fury 4 HP: 51/51 | AC: 20 | PP: 13 | Speed: 40ft Stats: Str 17(+3), Dex 10 (+0), Con 13 (+1), Int 10 (+0), Wis 16 (+3), Cha 14 (+2) Languages: Common, Abyssal Currently wielding: +4, 1d8+2Flail Abilities: You have resistance to psychic damage and advantage on saving throws to resist madness.Chaos Resistance,You know the thaumaturgy cantrip. Once you reach 5th level, you may use an action to cause one creature who can see you to go briefly mad. The creature must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be afflicted with short-term madness for 1d6 rounds. The DC of this saving throw is equal to 8 + your Wisdom modifier + your proficiency bonus. You may only use this feature again after completing a long rest.Corrupting Gaze, The demonic fire running through your veins lets you use anger like a weapon. Whenever you hit a creature with a melee weapon attack, you generate 1 point of Fury. If you critically hit on a melee weapon attack, you generate an additional point of Fury. After you finish combat, your Fury is returned to 0.You have a maximum of 2 Fury that increases as you advance in this class; increasing to 3 at 3rd level, 4 at 7th level, 5 at 12th level, and 6 at 17th level. You may expend 1 point of Fury to reroll a damage die. This may only be done once per attack made.Fueled by Anger, You can channel the rage into your movements and use it to carry you further. As a Bonus action on your turn, you can spend 1 point of Fury to Dash. While you are under this effect, all attacks of opportunity against you are done with disadvantage.Fel Rush, When you engage in two-weapon fighting, you can add your ability modifier to the damage of the second attack.Two Weapon Fighting, The demonic energy that runs through you keeps the task at hand in the front of your mind, whether you want it to or not. Starting at 7th level, if you have disadvantage on an attack roll, ability check, or saving throw, you can spend 1 point of Fury before you make the roll to cancel the disadvantage.Focused Anger, Though fiendish means, you can call upon your anger to transform your physical body into one from the Abyss. Using this new body, you can cause even more havoc than normal, just so long as you can remain focused on the task at hand. Transformation When you take this Pathway, you can call upon the demonic blood and Fury to transform you into a fiendish version of yourself. As a bonus action, you can spend 1 point of Fury to transform. While you are in this form, you grow wings with a fly speed equal to half of your walking speed and your melee attacks deal an additional 1d6 Fire damage. At the end of each one of your turns, you must spend 1 point of Fury or revert back to your normal form. This feature lasts until you don’t use a point of Fury to maintain it, choose to end it as a free action, are knocked unconscious, or 1 minute passes. You regain use of this feature after you finish a short or long rest.Emergent Form, You master fighting with two weapons, gaining the following benefits: You gain a +1 bonus to AC while you are wielding a separate melee weapon in each hand. You can use two-weapon fighting even when the one-handed melee weapons you are wielding aren't light. You can draw or stow two one-handed weapons when you would normally be able to draw or stow only one.Dual Wielder

[Jon]

Ulgrum Thrulgar – And two … Ulgrum was panting a little as the first beer settled in his stomach. Peering over his glass, he watched as the strange bird creature set upon the serving-demon. In a flurry of feathers the things lay dead as her feet, and she tore lumps from his with her beak … ”Hey!” called Ulgrum to her ”If you can save some of that ichor, I may have a use for it!” But just then, before he saw the ill-effects the poor thing was suffering, the next glass was banged down in front of him, accompanied by a small shot glass. ”And now the boilermaker!” Ingerou called. ”Oh dear …” he said, nudging Orin ”On to the serious stuff …” “slow and steady now, don’t spill it” he muttered to himself … GULP … GULP …GULP it went down GULP … GULP … GULP some more GULP … GULP … GULP And finally it was down. “n-now for you my beauty” Ulgrum muttered, picking up the shot glass. And he knocked it back in one, screwing up his face and coughing with the heat down his throat. ”Oooh – be careful with that one bud … its got a kick” he said patting Orin on his back.

ooc That’s 17 CON and 14 DEX