Adventures in Mareth
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(So what does the poison do, what rolls do I have to make, all that information)
Gareth is pissed, lightning streaking from his eyes as he reaches out and grabs the leader by the throat "You won't live long enough to regret that" he says as lightning courses from his hand into the gobalin.
(Casting shocking grasp 1d20+5 => (15+5) 20)
( If hit 1d8 lightning damage(and he is going for lethal) => 6)
Gareth is pissed, lightning streaking from his eyes as he reaches out and grabs the leader by the throat "You won't live long enough to regret that" he says as lightning courses from his hand into the gobalin.
(Casting shocking grasp 1d20+5 => (15+5) 20)
( If hit 1d8 lightning damage(and he is going for lethal) => 6)
Solum glares at the guard as her attack misses, returning his bow to his back saying "Sorry that it must be this way" before unsheathing his shortsword and continuing with a scowl "but we each have our duties" before thrusting his blade at the guard.
(Saving roll: 19 [19+0] , Hit roll: 20 [16+4] , Damage: 7 [5+2])
(Saving roll: 19 [19+0] , Hit roll: 20 [16+4] , Damage: 7 [5+2])
It seemed to be working. Hidden behind the unmoving facade of the wall and watching the chaos sown by her savage yet harmless ice blades. Even then, the situation was intense. Iona's eyes flicker over to Gareth as he keels over to the ground. Curling her fingers, she rakes the air and in doing so, those spectral claws slice at the queen!
(Chill touch. 1d20+5 = 16. 7 damage if hit)
(Chill touch. 1d20+5 = 16. 7 damage if hit)
Solum watches in astonishment and amusement as the guard's blade shatters, a vicious chuckle escaping his lips at the poor guards misfortune. "Seems luck isn't on your side" he says before striking with his short-sword again.
(hit roll: 6 [2+4]) damage roll: 4 [2+2] ; If this hits I will be amazed)
(hit roll: 6 [2+4]) damage roll: 4 [2+2] ; If this hits I will be amazed)
Iona couldn't help but grin wickedly through the hazy window of her wall illusion. Despite the rough odds, the battle was turning in their favour. Her ice blade illusion had them reeling, while the lashing blades and crackling spells of her allies laid low the greenskins one by one. Her crimson eyes focused upon their queen. She curls her fingers and once again lashes the air to make that dread skeletal claw tear at their leader once more.
(rolling 1d20+5 = 14. 2 damage if hit!)
(rolling 1d20+5 = 14. 2 damage if hit!)
Seeing the last guard surrender, Iona steps forward through her illusion. A smug smirk of victory crests her plum lips as her ruby eyes show the havoc she and her allies have caused.
"Perhaps your kind are not so simple after all, greenskin." the necromantic lady intones. "You are now at the tender mercies of us all." She points a single finger to the goblin. "Now, tell us all that you know, lest my allies decide to punish you for such meager resistance."
"Perhaps your kind are not so simple after all, greenskin." the necromantic lady intones. "You are now at the tender mercies of us all." She points a single finger to the goblin. "Now, tell us all that you know, lest my allies decide to punish you for such meager resistance."
Iona sniffs, smug and happy as she paces around the room. Deft clicks and ticks echo off the walls as her high heels carry her around in a circle. "Surely it must be obvious, no?" she begins, bringing one delicate leg over an unconcious goblin, the long train of her silken dress dragging over the passed out thing. "Your kind have angered the locals, you have captured a dragon I believe?" She gestures to the fallen queen. "I shall voice that you should take us to where you keep this dragon and free it, lest you suffer as your allies have."
She touches a finger to her lips, musing. "Perhaps we should capture your Queen, take her and keep her hostage until the dragon is returned, an act of good faith, no?" the girl grins slyly as she folds her slender arms.
She touches a finger to her lips, musing. "Perhaps we should capture your Queen, take her and keep her hostage until the dragon is returned, an act of good faith, no?" the girl grins slyly as she folds her slender arms.
The wolf's eyes roll in annoyance as not only the leader don't wake up but apparently, she wasn't that great of a hostage either. He ties the goblin up anyway and put it over his shoulder before walking over to the conscious guard.
"I know you did surrender but this is just to be sure" He ties her up a well then picks the goblin up " Now, we are going to ask some questions and you better answer them "
He places on hand over the goblin's groin knowing that the only way to reason with a goblin if they get off in some way. He rubs the goblin's pussy
"Where is the dragon? tell me or I won't let you cum"
"I know you did surrender but this is just to be sure" He ties her up a well then picks the goblin up " Now, we are going to ask some questions and you better answer them "
He places on hand over the goblin's groin knowing that the only way to reason with a goblin if they get off in some way. He rubs the goblin's pussy
"Where is the dragon? tell me or I won't let you cum"
He smiles "Good girl " he rubs her harder but still not enough to make her cum as he still had more to ask of her "now tell me , do you know of any fruit that can double the size of one's endowments and where we may find one ? If you tell us I may use it on you~"