JBRam2002

D&D 5e - Titan Hunters

@rush99999 As you have left the Discord server, my impression is that you are no longer interested in the RP? I would prefer a notification to that extent rather than simply leaving. If you left by accident, please inform me (and preferably get a post in) within the next 48 hours, or I will assume Titan will not be joining us.

Modular Pathfinder

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Test 1: Breaking Competition

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As the Monks of the Enduring Spirit surrender, a cheer erupts throughout the crowd. The announcer monk from before stepped forward. "And your winner is... the uh... Something Something Badass Divas!" The cheering continued as the Emissary rose from his seat and beckoned the party to approach. As they reached the top of the stairs and stepped onto the raised Dais, they felt for an instant all of their magical and supernatural abilities fade, but return to them once they passed through an unseen barrier. The Emissary stepped forward, holding out his hand.

"To the victors, I present this small gift. May fortune find favor on you in your next bouts." In his hand was a small smooth stone, although it seemed completely mundane at a glance. To be fair, this was only the first level of the tournament.

"Well done," Marthysan congratulated the party, applauding along with the rest of the crowd. "You have exceeded all of my expectations. I look forward to seeing more from you." On the opposite side of the Emissary, Kiang Zhen stood with a small scowl on her face, applauding politely but not deigning to speak.

Once they received the Emissary's gift, the party was ushered off the platform. It seems like the Emissary’s monks need time to set up the elaborate fight stage between matches. He amuses the crowd during these intermissions by hosting tests of skill, strength, fortitude, and will. One such test was being set up as the party was led away, and the monk directing them offered to allow them to participate.

In this challenge, items of various hardnesses are placed on stone pedestals positioned about the arena. Competitors must race about the ring, and using their bare hands, feet, and heads, smash as many of the objects as possible. Objects must be broken with a single attack, and objects that are damaged but not broken are replaced with new materials after each attempt. If a contestant fails to break an object, he will take some damage depending on the item.

There are eight such items scattered around the arena. You may attempt to break any object any number of times, but will take damage upon each failure. You must use the body part indicated below to attack the items or it does not count. The party has five minutes to complete this test.

Items:

Coconut - Hands. 5 Hardness, 15 HP, Penalty: -1d6 HP. Broken by XLA.
Ice Block - Arms, 0 Hardness, 20 HP, Penalty: -1d8 HP. Broken by XLA.
Metal Bar - Head, 10 Hardness, 30 HP, Penalty: -2d8 HP. Broken by Maiko.
Quarterstaff - Feet, 5 Hardness, 10 HP, Penalty: -1d8 HP. Destroyed by Maiko.
River Stone - Fingers, 8 Hardness, 15 HP, Penalty: -1 Dex. Destroyed by Maiko.
Stacked Boards - Hands, 5 Hardness, 15 HP, Penalty: -1d4 HP. Destroyed by Maiko.
Stacked Bricks - Hands, 8 Hardness, 30 HP, Penalty: -1d6 HP. Broken by Maiko.
Stacked Clay Tiles - Hands, 8 Hardness, 15 HP, Break DC 18, Penalty: -1d4 HP. Broken by XLA.

Good luck.

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

The old man was taken aback by the Peony's words, and the only thing further heard from him was quiet wordless mutterings under his breath as the boat rocked slightly. The prisoners generally seemed respectful, if not grateful, for the prayer, some even taking the time to bow their heads in reverence. When it was completed, they piled into the boat which barely seemed to hold them all.

"Well, I'm going back," came the response from the dwarven cleric. "Tossed in a goldfish bowl to rot, then fights like that? I've had about enough of this sewer." Solglia stepped into the boat along with the other prisoners, then looked back to Eilina and Auro'pol. "You coming with me?"

Eilina shook her head. "Professional curiosity requires me to stay," she said with a smile. "At least for now. It's not every day you see fishmen, devils, and dragons all working together."

"Suit yourself. I'll send the boat back with the current so you won't have to swim in... that." Solglia waited for the moon elf bladesinger to make his choice, then shoved off with the prisoners, paddling against the flow with the aid of one pf the stronger among them. They soon rounded the corner out of sight.

"All right. Let's go chevk out this other path, then!" Eilina suggested, almost giddy with excitement. Either she was feeling like stretching her legs after being cramped so long, or that "professional curiosity" she mentioned had her nearly hyper, but the gnome rushed towards the side passage as fast as her short legs would carry her.

As everyone eventually moved together, following the path behind the devil's throne, they came to a dead end with a lit brazier still smoking in the enclosed space. Other than the fire, possibly magical in nature, there was little else of interest asides from the scattered gems and coins on the floor. Another 20 gold pieces, about a hundred silver, and four bright blue sapphires greeted them. A king's reward this was not. After about twenty minutes had passed, the sound of the folding boat thudding against the bridge could be heard.

Behind the Devil's Throne

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Also, a DM's job is to make sure the challenge is fair, which might involve increasing base hit points. I suggest simply not looking at the Monster Manual. Saves a lot of issues for the DM.

D&D 5e - Titan Hunters

Ada Mavros

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The former duchess had a difficult time not only walking, but forming any coherent thought. This wood elf lady that helped her along certainly was a boon, but Ada was a duchess! She could stand in her own two... nope. Maybe she had just a little too much to drink after all.

Even in her inebriated state, she could see the fumes coming off her brother. He probably was pretty angry that Ada would go get herself into such a state, but the Seeker seemed trustworthy from her research. Mostly. At least nothing bad had happened. That duke needed to learn to let go once in a while and relax. Of course, Ada had been just as uptight as him for several years now.

Oh great, the duke was speaking now. Something about "blah blah, she's not normally like this, blah blah." She didn't need Vicente to apologize for her. She was finally free: a normal citizen of Mavros. To think that a mere decade earlier, she would have killed to be the ruler of the city, but now she was almost relieved to be rid of the responsibility. Almost.

After the duke was finished talking, Ada pulled herself to her feet, steadying the swaying room with a hand on the magical table before her. "Thanks, Vinnie," she began, definitely not slurring in the least. "We prolly oughta get some sleep 'fore the giants come. Or whaddever." Another scoff from her brother. What did she ever do to him? Oh... right.

"The staff'll get yer rooms set and stuff," Ada continued, waving in the general direction of one of the maids who seemed to have a concerned and bewildered look on her face. "We can talk about more stuff later... and stuff. Tomorrow." With an unnecessary flourish, Ada pushed away from the table, nearly collapsing before a half-elf girl caught her, helping her down the hall. Ada could be heard lauding the maid for always being a good friend as she was led away, to the disapproving sighs of the Duke of Mavros.

"Well, that certainly wasn't an embarrassment," Vicente muttered. "As Ada mentioned, rooms have been set aside for each of you. I suggest retiring sooner rather than later, as it is already quite late. If you need anything, someone will be posted outside your door to answer your beck and call." As Vicente stood, the table before the party began to shrink, finally condensing into a dull grey sphere, as if it were a burnt-out gemstone, which the Duke collected. "Please have a pleasant evening."

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All who was present for the entire duration of the feast and consumed food from it are under the effect of the Heroes' Feast spell: "A creature that partakes of the feast gains several benefits. The creature is cured of all Diseases and poison, becomes immune to poison and being Frightened, and makes all Wisdom saving throws with advantage. Its hit point maximum also increases by 2d10, and it gains the same number of hit points. These benefits last for 24 hours." The HP increase is 6 for everyone.

I will allow a week for people to post their nighttime activities / conversations or to pass on a post. Once everyone has posted or passed (or a week has gone by), we will move on. If you do not post, I will assume you went straight to bed.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@ihinka - Safira is up!

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Bobbin Wiev

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Bears are not a fan of slippery surfaces, a fact that Bobbin was beginning to learn as the oily substance coated the ground beneath him. Fortunately for the kenku, neither were bandits. The slipping and sliding would be comic if not for the threats against the young girl... or the stench. The bear roared in pain as the two bandits slashed at him, but what hurt more was that disgusting smell permeating his nose. Also, he had specifically chosen to be a brown bear, not a black bear, so the fact that this greasy substance was the color of coffee did help alleviate his annoyances. Somewhat.

The bear found purchase under his feet long enough to stand and swipe at the two bandits nearby. He bit at the one called Barney, and the taste of this oily substance was certainly no better than its smell. His claws crashed down on the one called Brett who had been stupid enough to run into the mess and attack him. It might very well be the final mistake that bandit ever made, as his full weight crashed down on the bandit. Unfortunately, his attacks also threw Bobbin off balance, and the druid lost his footing once again, crashing down in the middle of the puddle of grease with another painful yelp as a stray stick found purchase where it never should have.

It was not funny. Stop laughing.

Mechanics

Movement: Spend half of 40 ft to stand from prone. He will not move further, which means he ends his turn in the Grease and will have to roll Dex again.
Attack 1 with Advantage against Prone Barney: 18 plus a 1d4 bonus from Bless that I forgot to roll. Should still hit for 7 piercing damage.
Attack 2 with Advantage against Prone Brett: 24 to hit for 15 slashing damage.
Dex Save: 2. Pretty sure that fails, sending Bobbin prone again.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki 11. Bears don't have great dex.

Modular Pathfinder

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Match 1: Monks of the Enduring Spirit

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Initiative!

25 - Sword Monk A - 63 damage
25 - Sword Monk B - 68 damage
24 - @Zverda - Hanani
23 - @Ermine - Kyoumi
21 - Chung Po - KO'd
21 - @JBRam2002 - Maiko
21 - @Big Dread - Haksir & XLA-001
19 - Spade Monk A - KO'd
18 - @Muttonhawk - Ming
15 - @16 bit - Elora
12 - Spade Monk B - KO'd
12 - Meteor Monk - 59 damage

Current Combat Map!

Map of the Grand Pavilion

Previous Rounds

Round 1

The two sword-wielding monks dart out into the arena, both taking up positions on high ground and awaiting the other party to come to them.

@Zverda - Hanani double moves into the arena, intentionally stepping into as close to the center of the area as he can.

@Ermine - Kyoumi cautiously walks north 30', her blade held in one hand and the other behind her back, making no attempt to move further.

Chung Po darts forward, seeing Hanani open, and grapples him, easily succeeding with a CMB of 31 (+1 from crowd). As a bonus action, he raises his first in the air and waves to the crowd, but they don't seem to approve.

@JBRam2002 - Maiko runs in as well and attacks Chung Po, but misses with a roll of 17.

@Big Dread - Seeing the team leader of their enemy had elected to reach his bloody end as quickly as possible, Haksir decided to assist him in that effort. He pushed his golem forward, clattering all the way up just South of Maiko and drew forth his extract of haste. "Obllige young Chung's suicide, eh?" he snickered before injecting the potent magical brew into the now giant feline girl.

One of the monks wielding a monk's spade rushed in and swung at the largest target, hitting with a natural 20... however, he could not confirm the critical, dealing only 7 damage to Maiko.

@Muttonhawk - Stigmata deals 1 bleed damage. 9 bless rounds remaining.

Ming springs out slower than her companions, weighed down by her armour and shield, but she is no less enthusiastic. With a grin, she enacts odd, hypnotic gestures towards spade monk A. Too late does anyone realise the invisible telekinetic appendage that yanks sharply on his weapon...

>Standard action: Ming casts Pilfering Hand on Spade Monk A's weapon to perform an abrupt disarm manoeuvre. Result: 32 vs. CMD.

...With such force that it spins and slips free from his grip, twirling in the air over to Ming, who grasps it firmly in her cestus-clad right hand.

>Swift action: That was a combat manoeuvre! Time to do a performance check: 21

Disarming a monk is not a clever move. Ming is not a clever woman. But sometimes things work themselves out as the crowd agree with a small cheer that it was awesome.

Finally seeing the hubbub behind the enlarged Maiko, Ming laughs. "Hanani!" she shouts with some odd thrum behind her voice, "It's just Chung Po! Stop cuddling!"

>After ending her turn, immediate action: Ming casts Liberating Command on Hanani. Hanani takes an immediate action to roll escape artist to escape Chung Po's grapple with an extra +20 competence bonus from the spell, but Hanani still barely manages to fail the check.

@16 bit - Elora ran. The fight had begun and she wasn't going to be left behind. But first, she had to get in position. The elven girl ran 65 feet past Ming and Kyoumi; climbing the ladder and taking a perch on top of the middle platform.

The second Spade Monk rushes forward, darting around to barely avoid Maiko's waiting grasp and approaches Haksir. The spade darts out... and strikes against the golem's armor uselessly. The Meteor Monk avoids most of the fighting until he is sure he can skirt around Maiko's and Hanani's reach, then darts in to strike at Hanani, but again is unable to find purchase.

Round 2

The two blade-wielding monks coordinate their efforts, trying to pick off the targets that were away from their allies. Kyoumi in particular drew their attention, and the first monk double moved to get behind her without provoking. Thanks to the flanking from his ally, the second monk was able to dart in and get a strike on Kyoumi, dealing 8 slashing damage.

@Zverda - Hanani stares blankly at the Monk before him, Chang was it? Didn't really matter, he didn't care to remember the Monk's name at the moment. "If you wanted to cuddle, all you had to do was ask," he said with a deadpan expression before a slow smile creep onto his face, "Have you seen my Mercy by any chance? It's a wonderful thing." With that said, somehow, maybe it was by the grace of the Gods, who knew, Hanani was able to successfully attack the Monk 3 times, Mercy's black blade slick with some of his blood as she bit into the tan skin held so close to her master. With each bite, the wound got worse, dealing a total of 31 normal damage and 35 non-lethal damage with the added benefit some Fatigue thrown in there. "There, you've been introduced." With that said, he leaned in and kissed Chung on the cheek before winking at the man.

@Ermine - Meanwhile, off on her own, in a combat-oriented threesome with monks, Kyoumi could only smile as the monk who managed to hit her was covered in acid momentarily, taking 17 acid damage. She took a dancing 5-foot-step North to see both monks, thrust her sword into the ground dramatically, and unleashed a flurry those monks would be jealous of (since they don't have claws or a dragon's maw like she suddenly did) on the monk who hit her, dealing a combined total of 22 damage. "Has anyone told you how tasty you are? Because you're pretty tasty."

"Suicide is not my intention," Chung Po announced, but his momentary distraction somehow allowed Hanani to slip free from his grasp [Natural 1 to maintain grapple]. Deciding that holding onto Hanani was not a worthy challenge, the monk turned his attention to the much larger catfolk next to him and attempted his haste-enhanced attacks against her. However, Maiko nimbly dodged out of the way of each strike as they failed to land.

@JBRam2002 - "Nuh-uh. Not today!" Maiko replied, unleashing her ki-infused hasted flurry of blows on the foes. The first two hits were leveled at Chung Po, sending him to the ground with a total of 48 nonlethal damage. The next three hits were enough to take out the unarmed spade monk with a total of 71 nonlethal damage, and the final ki-infused strike hit the final spade monk for 26 nonlethal damage. "Who's next?!" she cried to the roars of the crowd. (-1 Ki for Ki Flurry)

@Big Dread - Watching the monk get beaten down like a freshman debating Arcane Theory with a twenty year Master made Haksir snort and giggle with delight, "Then you should have considered your descision more carefully." he called out to the now unconscious man. Suddenly though, he realized one of the monastic mooks was just to his left. "Ah!" the good Doctor said turning quickly to face the man and raise his hands in a pugilist's stance, golem belching smoke and dripping acid, "Fancy a round of fisticuffs, eh?" he engaged the golem and off he went! Sending what he thought was a marvelous jab and cross aimed at the poor man's fleshy head. Apparently he had been right. The strikes connected solidly, though, to his credit he still stood, the second punch slashing acid on the poor fellow. (two slams, 30 Bludge damage, alchemy, 3 acid damage and sickenened condition, monk resists)

Haksir quickly whistled for Hanani's attention, "Catch and drink for best results!" he took a quick step back from the monk and lobbed the extract of True Strike up and over the massive feline monk to his right and down hopefully to the waiting hands of Hanani. When he did so he was pretty sure the monk had tried to poke him with his sharp shovel, but, the golem didn't seem to have suffered anything but some minor scraping. He would have to buff that out later. (AoO does not beat golem's hardness)

@Muttonhawk - A tittering Ming practically skipped her way forward before pirouetting and tossing aside the heavy monk's spade in her hand. "So much fun!" She grinned and lifted her nine-tailed symbol to the sky. "These stuffy monks should remember the rules don't stop me this time!"

A shockwave of dark power leapt from Daikitsu's symbol and into the chests of each enemy combatant.

>Move action: hopscotch two squares North
>Standard Action: Channel Negative Energy to harm, excluding all friends in the area with selective channel. 5d6, Will DC 23 halves: 21 negative energy damage. The remaining Spade Monk is KO'd! Sword Monk A is the only who passes the save.

@16 bit - The monks didn't seem to last long. Elora had just gotten up to her podium and turned around when she noticed that half the opposing team had already fallen. Though, she wasn't one to be out done; drawing back on her bow and letting out a slew of arrows at various targets. [Hit on Sword Monk A for 42 damage, two hits on Meteor Monk for 38 damage, and hit on Sword Monk B for 19 damage.

Seeing that half of them had been knocked out and all of the rest of the monks were on the edge of consciousness themselves, the remaining combatants dropped their weapons and raised their hands in defeat.

Combat Complete!

The party receives 36,800 XP each. Hanani receives 1 Hero Point for snogging Chung Po. Ming receives 1 Hero Point for fixing the DM's stupidity. The party will start the next tournament encounter with a slightly improved crowd score.

Modular Pathfinder

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Grand Pavilion

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Ming gasped once the source of the heavy, clanking footsteps came into view. The voice was strange but the mannerisms and tone gave away the towering creature's nature. "Doctor Haksir!" Ming beamed and hugged the golem from the other side to Maiko. Ritually enduced blood placed a bright red handprint on the golem's front and back without the exctied Ming realising it.

Ming pulled away. "I knew you'd make the next boat! You always sleep in when we have a deadline..."

She subtly avoided the potion. The good doctor had been told a few times by now that Ming was 'allergic' to traditional magical healing. She did not begrudge him for it.

"Glad to see you young lady," Haksir frowned imperceptably behind his face plate, "Oh yes, yes, no potions for you. We don't want you getting sick. I'll figure out something special for you." he brought his hand to his metallic chin, "Or maybe I could turn you into a human... or half-rabbit..." he pondered the possibilities. He wondered if she would take some time to come back with him to Salhadrik once this tournament was over so he could more closely study her 'condition'. There had to be a way to alter the chemestry of her body and allow her to partake in normal methods of healing while still keeping her other abilities. He'd managed to make his own aging process slow dramatically and even envigorate himself more than a younger man might be with a simple regiment of drinking asp venom, mercury, and dilluted alchemist's fire.

"Don't think too hard! You'll hurt yourself in the fight," Ming said. She clanged the back of her cestus against the golem's metal side encouragingly and leapt to the fore of the party, planting down her shield to provide cover against any immediate surprises the opposing team had in store.

"What's our team name again?" Ming asked in the second before the bout started.

"Nothing stupid I would hope," Hanani stated while glancing over at their resident Catfolk, he really hoped they hadn't agreed on what she had suggested earlier, or called them on the ship.

"I just put down Tail Chasers," Maiko replied, grinning brightly. "How's Mother doing, Doc?" she added as she took up position at Ming's side, the light from the electrical energy in her palms illuminating the team. It had been a while since they had a good old-fashioned spar, and without the possibility of everyone getting hurt too badly, she could really let loose.

Hanani made a face, that had been what he was afraid of, "I fear that the announcers are going to have a hard time figuring out who we are. We really should have sorted out a name before we came in here... or just made an acronym with our first initials... or something other than Tail Chasers. I don't chase Tails."

"I haven't chased my tails since I was a little girl." Kyoumi's tone was solemn, and she never left her position, or honestly her battle trance itself.(edited)

"Anatomical Rearrangement Specialists." Haksir said simply. "I think It rolls off the tongue and strikes fear into our foes, eh?" he looked over at the shimmering monk, "Well, she is unruly as usual. She has no care for practicality and insists on being over protective," he srugged, "Really nothing new. My attempts to make her a seperate body has yet to yield any publishable results."

"Good luck with that," Hanani muttered, "I just put BAMFs because I couldn't think of anything on the spot and I wasn't about to call us Mercy like she wanted. She can be so self centered sometimes, I swear. If she wasn't such a good sword I'd have to put her in time out."

"Haksir!" Ming complained. "I can hardly even pronounce that!" She pouted and lowered her voice. "I liked Daikitsu's Divas but we'll see what's picked later, I guess." Not that she would stop talking. "Hey Doctor Haksir? Do you think you could put Mercy in her own body?"

"An attractive one or she'll never shut up about how you ruined her," Kyoumi piped up.

"By the Gods no! She will never shut up if you do!" Hanani blanched.

Now THAT was an interesting experiment! The nature of the soul had always been a point of interest for Haksir grew in excitement as he considered the possibilities. He had long been theorizing that the disturbed mind was a symptom of an issue with the soul. Having a soul without a mortal body would be the perfect way to test that theory. "Hanani," Haksir began, "Do not be so quick to dismiss. If we had the time and resources we could perhaps give Mercy the ability to transfer between a form more humanoid in nature and that of her currently swordly one. Think of the possibilities! I might even be able to cure her of her of her troublesome quirks if I could isolate the very soul itself!" his voice rose to an excited trill of metallic vibrations echoing through the helmet.

Hanani made a face that closely resembled a pout, "I like her quirks, I don't come up with those aweful jokes myself you know," he muttered.

"Oh, don't sell yourself short good man. I am sure your personal jokes could be just as terrible," the doctor retorted, but was interrupted before he could continue by an announcement from one of the monks who had stepped forward on the Sifu's pavilion.

"From the Western Entrance, please direct your attention to the famed Monks of the Enduring Spirit, who along with Marthysan the Righteous, uncovered the treachery of the previous tournament, and saved the Ruby Phoenix's legacy from an unfortunate demise!" The crowd erupted into applause and cheering, but were soon hushed by the monk's continuing announcement. "And from the Eastern entrance, please welcome the newcomers, slayers of a dreaded oni, the uh..." Shuffling of papers could be heard as the monk turned around, asked Sifu Xho Nuo a question, then continued tenuously. "The um... Badass Motherfucking Tail Chasing Diva Grüp for Science?" A few scattered polite claps could be heard, but it was obvious that most had no idea who this group was.

"Uh, in any case... let the combat begin!" With that, the gates rose, and the fight could begin in earnest.