Daemanis

D&D 5E - Forgotten Realms

@Gordian Nought and so begins the back and forth muwahahahahahaha

D&D 5E - Forgotten Realms

@JBRam2002 have sent @Gordian Nought a message about a possible character :P

Monster Musume: Everyday life with Monsters.

Yeah i was waiting for the others to finish their CS's then I'll start it up :D

D&D 5E - Forgotten Realms

@Gordian Nought Black? Black? Black is my fave color... it's the color of my soul!!! rofl

D&D 5E - Forgotten Realms

Color me interested :D

Ink On Your Soul - Reboot (Members Needed!)

“Got your answer there, I s’pose.”
“Ya, ah, do know that place ain’t the cheapest ‘round here, yeah?”
ya wanna pay for somethin’, don’t make it the fancy-ass joint. Wouldn’t mind eatin’ at McDonalds or some shit like that.”
Cienna would sit and listen as stride spoke thinking carefully over what she said before she would respond she would turn to face Stride so as to not be rude. Her eyes though sad had a small light in them. “Please Stride.” She would say “I go there because it’s a location I am familiar with and how to get home from there.” She would add the last part a little softer as if she were depressed by her dependency on familiarity. “And it’s really good, if you’re worried about the cost, please don’t.” she would sound adamant on this point. “I eat there every day that I work and the food is really good.” She would say with a small nod. “And you’re helping me out, so please let me at least do this much for you…” this part would almost sound pleading.
A small concession is all she wanted if she were within her familiar zone she wouldn’t have even had to call for help and this was the first time that she had, had to call on anyone else for help in a very long time. Occasionally the girls she worked with would want to take her out somewhere and they would guide her, but they always brought her back to the library even if it were after midnight, the wind today was bad though and her ability to use the wind to navigate was affected badly.
Days like this she wanted to curl up and lay in bed, but she wouldn’t not today. She would have breakfast, head to the library and then head back to the hospital. She would get there even if she had to get a taxi. She hated this being apart from Julie but what else could she do.
@EchoicChamber

Ink On Your Soul - Reboot (Members Needed!)

“Oh, hey, ah...Cienna, yeah?”
“I'll come get’cha in a sec- just gotta get ready first. Hang on ‘til then.”
Cienna would make a small accent after which she would hear the line going dead as presumably as Stride went to get ready, she informed the nurse that a friend was coming to collect her and she floated to a chair sitting down her head hanging. She sat there for a while listening to the breeze as it continued to stir around her and wondering what she should do, it was a day off today so she didn’t have to go to work though she thought it might be nice to find a book to read to Julie, even if she’s sleeping, she can still hear right.
It wasn’t that long when she heard that familiar gruff voice of Stride saying,
“Alright,”
“Where we headin’?”
She looked towards the voice and forced a smile “Do you want to get some food?” she asked her tone would still sound soft and sad but which put it at odds with the forced smile she was trying to put on. “I’m hungry, and know of a good place near where I work, my treat” she said as an after thought, it was a way to get to somewhere she knew along with a way to repay Stride for helping her.
The restaurant she was refering to wasn’t your average run of the mill deal, it would pass for a five star joint any day offering the best of choices, and best of all they catered to blind people as well which had always drawn her there. She absolutely adored to food that they sold there even if others might find it expensive she had always thought that the food was worth it.
“It’s called the Crescent Moon” she said softly, it was a popular restaurant and she hoped that Stride, if not having been there had at least heard of it.



The demon may live here but Zephyr had a job to do and would not be stopped, he moved towards the elevator trusting his instincts to guide him to the source. Pressing the button to call the elevator he thought of the possible reasons for an attack of this level and who the possible mage was that stopped it. He had known a few strong enough to cancel a spell of the level that made this situation in the first place but they were long dead and gone.
‘interesting’ he thought to himself as the elevator climbed the sense of magic getting stronger the higher he went, though the dark magic was already breaking up beyond his senses though the light magic seemed to still permeate everything. He reached the floor where it was strongest. He would take note of the door, before knocking. Unsurprising to him no one was home so he decided to return at a later date.
He would ride the elevator down the stairs walking out into the rain once more looking up into the sky with a sigh “why do you test me with these trivialities” he said his voice devoid of emotions though sounding slightly strained. He would begin the trek back to the temple of the cross and report his findings. The journey was uneventful, but that isn’t saying much considering most people would leave someone that looked like him alone normally.
After arriving he sought out his handler and reported his discoveries before turning in for the night. The morning came all too quickly for him, his dreams tormented by memories of the past and thoughts of the future he too would face alone. A sigh escapes his lips, “if not for that fucking bastard Lucifer!” his tone displeased, yet sounding as if he had said this tone a million and one times.

@EchoicChamber

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

Goblin D18
The goblin moves from d18 to d20
The goblin takes a steadying breath as he draws back on his short bow, taking careful aim at the half orc barbarian.

Goblin D18 Vs. Bar

Attack Roll:1D20 = (20) Crit
Damage Roll2D6 = (8) + 2 =10
Rage 10/2 = 5

The goblin would let a smile cross he green features watching the arrow find it’s mark square in the centre of the behemoths chest. The sound of squelching through flesh and the look of shock that crossed the Barbarians eyes as he realised what had happened. His tongue darted out licking his lips, a force of habit that he had developed with his many hunts. Yes, this was a good day and they would find many riches on these travellers surely. So focused was he on the Half-orc that he had not even noticed the rest of the battle taking place.
However what the Goblin had not expected was what Bar did next, with a surge of strength and prowess over battle the half orc stood back up nocking the arrow out with a swing of his giant hands. The goblin was suprised to see the half orc stand again after such a hit then he heard a bellow of rage escape from him as if he were unharmed at all by such a powerful attack.
He then hurries back to his last location.
Relocates D20 - D18

Cienna Rose
A Few Days Piror – Present time

Cienna was sitting on a table at the Harpers headquarters in Neverwinter having a chat with the other members who weren’t on active duty. She was wearing her normal non-battle attire of a skimpy black outfit with a black garter on her leg. Her eyes watching everyone that came and go, paying attention most to those that approached the message board. A habit she had picked up since joining the enclave some time ago. She found the work as rewarding as her time spent serving in the Fairy armies. The weather was nice and she was looking forward to a good nights’ rest.
It was during this moment that her riviere was shattered a man came running in reporting that a goblin horde was massing on the roads towards Phandalin and if something didn’t happen about them someone would get killed. Not normally the type of mission that Cienna would take for herself she relaxed back taking another drink from her small cup that she had beside her. That is when she heard that a caravan had set of the day prior heading in that exact same direction. Now she reacted flittering up into the air.
She quickly agreed to take the mission for a payment of 10g which would be provided by the local trading post in Phandalin. She made some quick arrangements with the Enclave and gathered her armour and equipment. And headed downstairs to the stables where her faithful mount and companion swift strider was resting. “Come boy!” she said walking over and grabbing her gear from the hanging rack that had been put in specially for her.
Swift strider stood and she placed his saddle on him and mounted up. “lets go boy, we got a rush to catch someone” she said spurring her faithful companion into action. He barked once before lurching forward on small legs racing faster than she could ever hope. “Double Pace” she would say the command word that she knew he was used to making him run at his full speed.
Having been both trained in the army they would run further and harder than any wagon could possibly hope to make in a single day, still they had a full day and a half head start on her, she raced towards the target at the top speed that Swift strider could run only stopping when rest was required to preserve Swift Strider or herself for any possible encounters. The trip was fast and uneventful as she raced towards the Triboar trail. She noted by the tracks that she was gaining on them, several times and after entering the Triboar trail she noted they were no more than a couple of hours in front. Spurring Swift Strider to further action she hoped she would make it in time.
As she rounded a bend she saw them, two wagons under heavy siege. “Come swift Strider they need our aid” she would say as they dashed towards the beleaguered party. Soon she beside the rearmost caravan and her faithful companion was panting heavily. “Rest buddy” she said dismounting and moving forward to standing beside a man who seemed to be incredibly hurt, with an arrow sticking out of his chest.
She would touch his leg looking up at him before speaking “Pull out the arrow now” her voice filled with authority, the likes that many would not be used to coming from a small thing like her.
The look of distrust that spread across the mans face told her more than words ever could. She would smile sweetly up at him before nodding and moving a piece of fabric from around her neck to reveal her Harpers sigil, a sign that she was one of them, and a good guy that can be trusted. If he knew it she did not know but instead he did as she had instructed. As he grabbed the shaft of the arrow she began to chant and the arcane energies around them began to constrict and twist into a healing flow. The wound would begin to nit itself back together sealing the recently opened wound.
“I’m Cienna, a Battle Medic” she would say as she surveyed the healed wound, “good as new” she would comment before turning to survey the battles that were unfolding before her.

Mechanics

Cure wounds Lvl. 1:1D8= (1)+2+2 = 5
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D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

I totally agree with @JBRam2002, this was never about comparing our writing styles, or lengths, it is about having fun.

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

Goblin J7
Repositions from J7 to J6
The Goblin drops from the tree “Dhaar daan Huukec Muugaan” he yells as he lunges at her with his stake in hand.

Goblin V. Kiki

Attack Roll: 1D20= 20 (Crit)
Damage Roll: 2d4 = (4)+2 = 6

Goblin D19
Repositions from D19 to H20 passing through D20 on his path.
The Goblin then takes a deep breath aiming his bow at the guy laying on the ground.

Goblin V. Seethe

Attack Roll:disadv: 2D20= (163) + 4=7
Result: Failure.

He then squats down behind the small tree and attempts to hide

Bonus Action

Stealth Roll:1D20= (9)+4 = 13

Anyone with a Passive above 13 can see him still

Goblin M10
Relocates from M10 to J11
Taking careful aim he lines up the half orc and looses an arrow

Goblin V. Bar

Attack Roll: 1D20 = (14)+4=18
Damage Roll: 1D6 = (3)+2 = 5

He will step into the shadows and attempt to hide
He then squats down behind the small tree and attempts to hide

Bonus Action

Stealth Roll: 1D20 = (20)+4 = 24

Anyone with a passive above 24 can see him

Goblin Sneak L19
Takes aim at Seethe and shoots his blow gun towards the man laying prone

Goblin Sneak V. Seethe

Attack Roll:Disadv: 2D20 = (2, 1) (Critical Fail)
Critical Fail Role 1D100 = 11
Result: Dex save or fall prone.
Dex Save: 1D20 = (5) + 2 = 6
Result: Failure

The goblin somehow managed to misfire his dart and thanks to the force of his exhale falls prone on the ground.