[Story] The Monster Pit

[DrewW]

Kaine: Backflips and avoids the pit trap. Fires an arrow at Gorath that hits the minotaur right between the eyes.

Andromeda: Cannot react in time and falls into the pit. She is injured by the fall and by the spikes at the pit floor.

November: Cannot react in time and falls into the pit. He is injured by the fall and by the spikes at the pit floor.

Augus: Cannot react in time and falls into the pit. He is badly impaled by one of the spikes at the pit floor and dies from his wounds. Archimedes hovers in the air over Augus' body, not sure what to do.

The minotaur's enraged bellows echo through the arena as it lunges forward, its massive hooves pounding the blood-soaked sand. With fierce determination, Kaine draws his bow, the string creaking under the tension. He takes a deep breath, steadies his aim, and releases. The arrow whistles through the air, a deadly missile of precision and power. It strikes true, burying itself deep between Gorath's eyes. The minotaur's roar turns into a guttural choke, its red eyes rolling back as it staggers, finally collapsing with a thunderous crash that shakes the ground.

The crowd erupts in a deafening roar of astonishment and excitement, their cheers mingling with the echo of the fallen beast. The fire jets, which had been a deadly obstacle throughout the battle, suddenly sputter and die out, their fuel totally expended. The arena is now clear, the acrid smell of burnt fuel mixing with the scent of blood and sweat.

Up on his ledge, Barius Ironfist watches in horror as his undefeated champion lies dead. His carefully crafted plan to ensure that no one ever claims the prize money is crumbling before his eyes. Panic surges through him, his well-practiced composure slipping. His face twists in rage and desperation. He knows he can't let these upstarts leave the arena alive.

In a dramatic and impulsive act, Barius leaps from his vantage point, plummeting toward the arena floor. He lands with a superhero’s grace, one knee and a fist striking the ground as a cloud of dust billows around him. The crowd gasps in shock and anticipation, their eyes wide as the flamboyant arena master rises to his feet. His opulent clothes now bear the marks of his landing, yet his presence exudes raw power and menace.

"Ye fink ye've won?!" Barius bellows, his heavy accent dripping with fury. "I'll show ye how I got the name Ironfist!"

With a sudden, violent motion, Barius rips the upper half of his suit off, revealing muscle on muscle, a body forged by countless battles. The crowd gasps, then erupts into an even greater frenzy, their excitement reaching a fever pitch. They've never seen a gauntlet take a turn like this. No one has ever beaten Gorath, and now they're witnessing the ultimate twist. The anticipation is electric, the tension palpable.

Barius starts walking toward Kaine, the only combatant who didn't fall into the pit trap. His eyes lock onto the half-elf, his expression a mix of rage and relish. "I'll show ye," he snarls, flexing his enormous arms, "then I'll 'andle ye friends!"

The spectators are losing their minds with excitement, their cheers and screams echoing through the arena. This is a spectacle beyond their wildest dreams, a battle that will be talked about for generations. The final showdown is about to commence, and the stakes have never been higher.


New Round. Here is the MAP. Next GM post same time tomorrow.

[Xbow]

ooc is there a way up?

[BlackDragon0]

Kaine Strongblade Strongblade looked at the half orc. (OK 2 can play this). He slides his travel pack ( with quiver, and 50 ft silk rope on the sides.) off to one hand with his bow and drops them down by November. Then removes his black shirt with a vial of heal potion he had picked up, in its pocket. Revealing it to November before tossing it balled up around the vial so it would be cushioned, into the pit. To reveal the half elf in form fitting studded leather armor. His Arnold Schwarzenegger (Conan) like body. (18st) " My name is Kaine Strongblade!", he yells pulling his greatsword. "Now you are going to find out why!" yelled the enraged fighter as he charges and attacks. Every bit the imposing figure as the trickster. As he moved his cloak fluttered to the ground where he had been standing. Clasp undone when he removed his shirt. His physic revealed along with a belt full of weapons and pouches. Kaine Strongblade was no mere half elf fighter. He was a warrior! Two of his friends were hurt, one dead and a third runaway. A betrayal everybit as bad as having been exiled for being a halfblood. His swing had more than just strength behind it it had true rage. (Didn't Andromeda ask him not to do this...?)

Rolls Melee Attack 1. Dice Roll: 1d20+7 (20)+7 Total = 27 Damage if hit. Dice Roll: 2d6+5 (1, 4)+5 Total = 10 Crit: Dice Roll: 2d6 4, 5 Total = 9 1extra heal potions Hp 11/13. ( 33gp in pouches, boy will the gold fly if he goes splatt!)

[DrewW]

Barius staggers back from Kaine's powerful blow, blood streaming from a deep gash in his chest. The crowd gasps, their excitement palpable as they witness the fierce exchange.

With a growl, Barius shifts his weight, his muscles rippling as he prepares to

Dice Athletics:

1d20+6

(5)+6

Total = 11

shove Kaine into the spiked pit. The crowd's cheers and gasps mix into a cacophony as the tension heightens.

Barius' roll has set the DC. Kaine must now resist with either Athletics or Acrobatics. If Kaine succeeds, he resists the shove and maintains his ground. If he fails, he's shoved into the spiked pit. He'll take 2d6 bludgeoning damage from the fall plus 1d10 piercing damage from the spikes.

The rest of you find yourselves staggering around at the bottom of the pit, injured from the fall. Kaine's bundle of items, which included his travel pack, his bow, his quiver, 50ft of silk rope, his black shirt, and one Potion of Healing, landed in space F1 on the mini-grid.


New Round. Here is the MAP. Next GM post around this time tomorrow.

[BlackDragon0]

Rolls Kaine's athletic check. Dice Roll: 1d20+6 (14)+6 Total = 20 Hp 11/13. ( 33gp in pouches, boy will the gold fly if he goes splatt!)

[BlackDragon0]

Kaine Strongblade Strongblade's rage was such that he didn't even feel the attempt to shove him. His strength, leverage , and forward momentum was unaffected. It was as if Barius were nothing more than a knat. His movement for a second swing alone brushed the half orc's hands away. Although this swing didn't have the power the first one had. It had the rage hate and death behind it the first one did. At this time his only focus is killing this one enemy. Nothing else exists but killing.

Rolls Melee Attack 1. Dice Roll: 1d20+7 (7)+7 Total = 14 Damage if hit. Dice Roll: 2d6+5 (1, 2)+5 Total = 8 1extra heal potions(in the pit.) Hp 11/13. ( 33gp in pouches, boy will the gold fly if he goes splatt!)

[Red Leper]

Warrior of Fiat: Andromeda takes a deep inhale of air as she rises from the hard-packed earth of the pit floor and takes a moment, feeling her rage begin to subside, her wounds bleeding profusely from the spikes, maybe a cracked rib from the fall. She could feel the weight of her cloak doubled as it was soaked with her own blood. She takes a moment to recover her sword and Dice Perception: 1d20+3 (11)+3 Total = 14 looks around for her companions and a way to get out of the pit as she downs the last remaining Dice Healing potion: 2d4+4 (3, 2)+4 Total = 9 healing potion, fortunate that it didn't break on the fall.

OOC/Actions: -2nd Rage subsides -Drinks a healing potion   14/15 HP Sheet

[Xbow]

November November couldn't help himself but let loose a chuckle. "The damn floor, the man's a goddamn genius, a damn genius". He pulled out his last vial, giving it a kiss. "Here's to you!" he thought, prior to Dice Healing Potion: 2d4+4 (1, 2)+4 Total = 7 drinking it, the liquid burning its way down his throat. He quickly picked up his weapons and sheathed them, taking a deep breath to steady himself. Coming to his senses, he A1moved quickly, knowing that time was limited for Kaine. He braced himself in a launch position with his hands interlocked, muscles coiled and ready. "ANDROMEDA, LET'S GO!" he roared, his voice cutting through the chaos of the arena. He motioned to her, signaling that he was ready to Back against the wall, hands interlocked, he wants to time a jump with a lift Dice athletics I presume: 1d20+3 (5)+3 Total = 8 boost her up, every fiber of his being focused on the task at hand. The crowd's roar faded into the background, the only thing that mattered now was the next move in this deadly dance.

[DrewW]

Barius grunts in pain as Kaine's greatsword bites into his flesh yet again, opening another deep gash. Blood flows freely from the wound, but the half-orc's eyes burn with determination. Ignoring the pain, he prepares to retaliate, his muscles tensing in preparation to Barius has Multiattack.
He makes two unarmed attacks: either two Iron Fist attacks or one Iron Fist attack and one Brutal Uppercut attack.
Brutal Uppercut recharges on a 6.deliver some

Dice Iron Fist Attack:

1d20+5

(3)+5

Total = 8

Dice Bludgeoning Damage:

1d6+3

(1)+3

Total = 4

Dice Brutal Uppercut Attack:

1d20+5

(18)+5

Total = 23

Dice Bludgeoning Damage:

2d6+3

(6, 4)+3

Total = 13

(DC 13 CON Save or the target becomes Stunned until the end of its next turn.)

Dice Brutal Uppercut Recharge:

1d6

5

unarmed attacks.

 

Andromeda looks around for her companions. She sees November making his way toward A1, and she sees Augus, his poor body impaled on one of the spikes. She looks for a way to get out of the pit. There is no obvious way out of the pit that immediately stands out. It was definitely built to keep such a thing from happening. But she sees a bundle of items dropped into the pit by Kaine at F1. Maybe there's something useful in there. Then she sees November calling to her from A1, positioned and ready to launch her upward.

New Round. Here is the MAP. No GM post tomorrow. It's the 4th of July holiday. Next GM post will be on Friday around noon, Texas time.

[BlackDragon0]

Strongblade fell to the floor dead. No need to worry about stunn or anything he's just dead.

[Red Leper]

Warrior of Fiat: Andromeda sees Strongblade's bag but it will take far too long to get it and get out of this pit and her half-elf companion might not have that long. She made the call and started running toward November, She sheaths her sword as she runs and holds her shield in close as she uses November to boost her Dice Athletics: 2d20+5kh1 (1, 1 (keeping 1) )+5 Total = 6 jump straight up and out of the pit. She can't let Kaine down if he is alone in the arena with some horrible new monster that vile half-orc promoter has unleashed on them.

OOC/Actions: -Use November to jump out of the pit.   14/15 HP Sheet

[Xbow]

November After November boosts Andromeda, he would immediately attempt to Dice Athletics for a jump to help reduce movement: 1d20+3 (15)+3 Total = 18 climb as high as he could to Flanking. If she went North, he would go West. Obviously he has no idea where Barius is, though it makes no sense for him to also go North.support her.

 

Once he is out of the pit, he would ready an

Dice swing if allowed:

1d20+7

(20)+7

Total = 27

Dice possible damage:

1d6+5

(2)+5

Total = 7

Dice possible crit damage:

1d6

6

action to draw and swing on any would be assailant.

[DrewW]

Andromeda, with a fierce determination burning in her eyes, takes a step back and then sprints towards November. The ranger interlocks his fingers, providing a makeshift boost. With a mighty leap, Andromeda uses November's strength to propel herself upward. She reaches halfway up the pit wall and thrusts her weapon into the stone, holding herself steady and preventing a fall.

November, drawing on his remaining strength, scales the wall behind her. He maneuvers into a position to give Andromeda the final push she needs. With a grunt of effort, he boosts her up, and she climbs the rest of the way, reaching the arena floor at the top of the pit.

Barius, with a roar of fury, delivers a powerful uppercut to Kaine, sending the half-moon-elf fighter soaring through the air. The crowd gasps in shock and awe as Kaine's body arcs above the arena, before plummeting into the spiked pit below. Miraculously, he avoids being impaled on the deadly spikes, but the fall still proves fatal.

Barius staggers backward and collapses to his knees, bleeding and exhausted. His breaths come in ragged gasps, and his once mighty form now seems diminished. Still, he seems happy that he got the last fighter knocked into the pit. The crowd's roar dims to a low murmur as they watch the spectacle unfold.

As Andromeda pulls herself out of the pit, her muscles straining with the effort, November begins to slide back down to the ground, his hands searching for purchase on the slick stone but finding none. Suddenly, a heavy thump reverberates through the pit. Kaine's lifeless body lands nearby, his once-vibrant form now motionless, his body broken by the combined force of his injuries and the fall.

The sight of their fallen comrade ignites a fresh wave of determination in both Andromeda and November. Andromeda, fueled by a surge of adrenaline, pulls herself over the edge of the pit and stands tall on the arena floor. Her eyes, burning with a mixture of grief and fury, lock onto Barius. The crowd, witnessing the incredible display of teamwork and resilience, erupts into cheers. Barius, on his knees, looks up with a mixture of disbelief and defiance as he summons all of his strength to get back up on his feet and put his dukes up. Andromeda prepares for the final showdown.

The crowd's reaction is a cacophony of emotions — shock at Kaine's tragic fall, excitement at Andromeda's resilience, and anticipation for the imminent clash. This battle, etched forever into the memories of all who have witnessed it, continues to unfold with relentless intensity. The crowd's anticipation is at its peak.


New Round. Here is the MAP. Next GM post will be around this time tomorrow.

[Xbow]

November "It is only by the grace of some god that I am still standing," he thinks briefly before he manages to climb out the rest of the way. "Andromeda, lets move in unison and end this. For Kaine, and Augus!

 

If I am able to swing on Barius I will do so, let me know. Otherwise I will use my Dash action to assist Andromeda in flanking. The goal is for us to get as much advantage and try to end this.

 

Dice Primary Attack Roll - Assumed with Flanking:

1d20+7	(9)+7			Total = 16
1d20+7	(20)+7			Total = 27

Dice Possible Damage:

1d6+5

(6)+5

Total = 11

Dice Possible Crit Damage:

1d6

1

Dice Secondary Attack Roll - Assumed with Flanking:

1d20+6	(4)+6			Total = 10
1d20+6	(16)+6			Total = 22

Dice Possible Damage:

1d6+4

(1)+4

Total = 5

[DrewW]

Andromeda holds her stance, remaining motionless and waiting. Likewise, Barius stays ready as well, making sure not to make the first move. It's a tactical choice. He wants to draw this moment out for as long as possible so that he can recover some stamina. That's when November also makes his way out of the pit. The half-orc is crestfallen. Barius was ready to try his luck against one additional warrior, sure, but two? He knows he doesn't stand a chance, not in his current condition.

He drops to his knees again.
"Awright. ... Awright," he gasps. "Ye've beaten ... me unbeatable challenge. ... Ye've killed my ... beloved champion. ... I give up. ... Spare me life ... and I'll make sure yer paid."