[Characters] Practice Makes Perfect: Bartholomew Side-Quest 1

[Achylleus]

All out attack x3 to hit 16

Dice Roll:

d20

11

Dice Roll:

d20

6

Dice Roll:

d20

12

[Achylleus]

Damage

Dice Roll:

3d8

2, 5, 2

Total = 9

[LuEngel]

Unprepared for Bartholomew's rage, Haris takes a slash across his torso.

Face grim, he tighetns his grip and swings at Bartholomew.

Dice Roll:

d20

14

Dice Roll:

d20

13

[LuEngel]

Both swings make contact.

Damage Rolls

Dice Roll:

2d6

4, 6

Total = 10

[Achylleus]

Bartholomew takes the hits hard stumbling back, his rage burning even deeper because of them. Again he swings with a flurry of blows at Haris.

Dice Roll:

d20

2

Dice Roll:

d20

8

Dice Roll:

d20

8

[Achylleus]

All three hit, damage

Dice Roll:

3d8

3, 2, 4

Total = 9

[LuEngel]

Another few slashes and Haris is bleeding from several deep gashes across his torso and sword arm.

Despite Ina's calls to stop the fight, he continues.

To hit:

Dice Roll:

d20

4

Dice Roll:

d20

8

[LuEngel]

Both swings make contact.

Damage

Dice Roll:

2d6

1, 5

Total = 6

[Achylleus]

HT roll 12+4

Dice Roll:

1d20

20

[LuEngel]

And thus ends the Tale of Bartholomew.

Bartholomew gives one great heaving gasp, but cannot lift his sword. Feeling the thrum of its power coursing through his veins where little to no blood remains, he struggles to lift the blackness descending before his eyes. Alas, Haris' hits are strong and true: Bartholomew falls. In the last moments, when sight has faded and sound is the only barrier between life and the void of death, he can hear Ina calling for him and hands lifting him. For a moment it is as though he is a great hero on the shoulders of admirers. Still, his world falls dark and dim and silence engulfs his mind. The sword is silent beside him.

He wanders for a time, lost in the blackness but soon feels a tug in his chest and a voice begins to call out for him once more. He can hear Ina, begging him to hear her, to return.

Eventually he awakens in a room: Latya is on a bed beside his. She is pale and worn, but seems to be sleeping soundly. Ina is at his side, pressing at his shoulders to keep him still. "W-why would you d-do that?"

Her voice is shaky and her hair loose.

[Achylleus]

"Ina... What happen?"

[LuEngel]

"Y-y-you w-went into a r-r-rage! I-I was s-s-so scared!"

It's becoming readily apparent, even to Bartholomew, that Ina's stutter isn't completely because of the crying and there's also now a small note of a lisp to her voice. She continues to yell at him for a moment before breaking down crying.

"Y-Y-you c-c-c-can't c-c-carry the s-sword!"

[Achylleus]

Barry gets up, leaving the sword behind, and walks out

[LuEngel]

Ina chases after him, shouting that he's going to reopen his wounds and begging him to just wait a moment. She just needs a single moment to explain to him, to tell him the truth of the sword.

[Achylleus]

Roll persuasion for me DM! Maybe ill roll a will to resist her?

Dice Roll:

d20

16