Zverda

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

I just now noticed the concern for a short rest for Torus... he has at least 1 wildshape left after the tiger at least... so Giant Hyena of Doom can still be a thing

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

There was a rather low growl in response to the appearance of the axe wielding man, they had not had the time needed to rest and gather themselves before a potential challenge reared its ugly head once more. While he himself was not too far gone outside of this form, he was not entirely sure about his other comrades. Despite his weakened state, healed a bit by Kyra, he stood up tall and planted his feet as golden eyes focused on the man before them, ready to leap forward should anyone with him deem it fit to fight rather than agree and follow deeper within the den of those whom they deemed an enemy. Sure this form would probably not be able to properly survive a hit before being forced to melt away, but it was better than having to deal with this man in his normal form, or wasting the ability to turn into another for the time being. No, he would use this tiger for the time being until it could no longer fight or until they were safe, chances were it would be forced from him though.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

Torus let out a huff and shook his large head before sitting down and beginning to lick at his wounds, he was lucky to still be in the form he was in now he was sure, but he'd keep it for now. He had no words to share with anyone at the moment, especially after his particularly embarrassing miss only seconds ago. The idea that a Kobold would have jumped on him in an attempt to avoid his strike was irritating at best, embarrassing at worse, and he did not want to talk about that at all. As he went to work cleaning blood out of his fur his eyes tracked Orchid's movements, a near bored look on his face now that the fighting was over. The moments of excitement were always so brief and once the adrenaline of a fight left it was always so tiring. For now though, they needed to make their way out of the cavern to somewhere safe. As weak as the enemy was, too many battles would prove to be far deadlier no matter how weak the opponent was.

Worlds of Disney

Upon entry of the Tavern, and completely ignoring the fact that the Captain was in fact engaged, yet being suggestively lewd, Mulan was not at all amused by the fact that there seemed to be a musical number going on in the building. In fact, the musical number itself was rather harsh on her ears and the voice of most of those singing made her wish she could smack a few with the flat of her blade. Instead, she opted to bring the one whom was clearly so full of himself down a peg or five. Spotting a tankard with only a bit of liquid left, the chinese woman lifted it up and hurled it as hard as she could at the guy wearing a red tunic.

”Stop that horrible racket,” the guardian snapped, clearly irate by the singing going on, ”I thought we were going to an inn, not a Karaoke hall.”

There was the resounding chirp from Cri-Kee as if in agreement while Mulan tried her best not to snicker and hide the fact that she was the one who had sent ale flying at the one who was clearly far too full of himself. Of course, this wouldn’t be the first time she had started an all out brawl, but it was certainly the first time she would have done so on purpose. Last time it was just Mushu mouthing off, this time it was her annoyance that someone would be so full of themselves that they would have someone sing on their behalf about how ‘wonderful’ and ‘handsome’ they were. In her opinion, the man was probably about as handsome as a rock.

”I’d like a room please,” she said calmly, as if she had no idea who had flung the tankard, or that it had happened at all.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@Norschtalen Feel free to use half your speed to climb on my back, I'll sprint the 80ft.

@Hekazu

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

Ok, figured I'd offer it up just in case, but if he's better off not I'd like to have Torus at least follow him in the even something not so good happens. Don't want him to be alone.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

... So, since I can Dash up to 80ft and am technically a large boi, depending on how much Brannor currently weighs can I just... you know... act as a mount so he can catch up easier?

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

Torus went in for a bite attack with his neck victim, however it seemed that he had underestimated the creatures will to survive. While the bite itself made some form of connection, it was not the type of connection the near crazed being wished it to be. No, his teeth met something, but it was not flesh and blood that graced his tongue, but a surprisingly well timed block with a dagger. Teeth met metal and while it did no damage, it bought the creature the time it needed to take flight, if only temporary. No, it seemed this creature wanted to add insult to injury with the beast it now faced. Be in a brief stint of bravery, or simply a foolhardy attempt to gain an advantage over the creature it deemed fit to simply perch itself upon the head of the Large beast. This alone was enough to send Torus into a rage deeper than he had been in for the bloody injuries he now sported. Not only had this lizard opted to actually block instead of accepting its fate, now it was making fun of him? Making a mockery of the majestic beast he had become? If no one else killed it, Torus vowed to rend its flesh from bone with the teeth it had attempted to use only moments before.

My Hider

HP: 4/37
atk: 6
dmg: None, he missed

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

If no one is able to kill the last Kobold... I'll probably have Torus Dash ahead of it to hopefully block his escape, even if it costs him his Wild Form

Worlds of Disney

Mulan’s eyes narrowed at the last thing Phobeus had said to the group, clearly no nearly as amused as he probably hoped she would be. If anything, she was tempted to do the very thing to him that Merida had threatened at one point or another to someone else. Of course, she wasn’t nearly as impulsive as she used to be but -

“Are you really going to let him get away with that?” demanded Mushu, who had found his way back onto Mulan’s shoulder just before the new arrival had appeared and was now whispering in her ear, “You know Shang wouldn’t have let him say such a thing.”

That name shot a twinge of pain through the young woman’s chest, she had yet to see her Husband since the shadows began to engulf her home. While she held onto hope that he had made it out of there alive and well, there was still that sense of foreboding dread that clung to the depths of her heart. Of course, her mind was quickly distracted by the arrival of someone new, a strangely dressed man by the name of Phillip. His lingering gaze of Mushu did not go amiss, but since he had not said anything about the small guardian, she felt no need to do it either.

“It looks like our band grows larger still,” she said, turning her head away from Phillip for a moment to look back at Phobeus, “By the sounds of this Inn, it isn’t very reputable is it? Do I need to worry about people attempting to steal my things? Because if that is the case I rather sleep in the stables with Khan. I may be a light sleeper, but I doubt anyone here would be welcoming of a sword at their neck should they make the mistake of wandering into my room.”

As she waited for that response, she turned her attention back to the newcomer, ”Well met stranger, I am Fa Mulan and these are Mushu, Cri-Kee and Khan,” she said, gesturing to each of her road companions in turn, feeling it best that the others introduce themselves.