(You're welcome for not posting a picture of a real swarm of rats.)
Draymun's desperate gambit is successful and a large part of the swarm is engulfed in the thick saw grass that springs up at the druid's chant.
But some of the rats still dodge through the thickening growth and fall upon Tom and Draymun. It is a decidedly uncomfortable feeling to be standing amidst a sea of rats as they pass over your feet, scurry up your clothing and bump into you.
Then they begin to bite with their rotted teeth and the pain starts. Dozens of pricks like the tip of a dagger piercing your skin.
Tom takes 6 damage, Draymun takes 2 and you both must make a Constitution save. You each can make an opportunity attack as well.
You hear the rest of the rats coming toward you and some are veering off toward the tents.
It's the party's turn.
(Draymun's Entangle goes off and the swarm must make an immediate save. In reality you are facing 3 swarms so there are three saves. One makes it and moves toward the camp, the other two fail and are immediately stopped.
The swarms win initiative.
The swarm that saved initially must make another save and it fails and thus moves half, but still makes it to the front line of Tom and Draymun.
The two swarms that didn't save at first must also make additional saves. This time they both succeed and can move normally, ending their turn just short of camp.)
Draymun swings at the onrushing rats but his blows are ineffective.
ReplyDeleteAs the rats rush toward him, Tom swings his longsword.
ReplyDelete((AoO, 16+5=21, Damage: 8+2=10))
You catch several rats with your swing and they fly off into the darkness.
DeleteFort save, sorry
Delete17+6=23
Thorvald lowered his head until he was staring at the ground before him. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing, visualizing each and every enemy before him and breathing in the rage of each and every one. Opening his eyes, Thor was possessed as if a crazy man. "Raaaaaaaaaaaaght," Thor bellowed as he brought his sword in a powerful sweeping arc low in front of him.
ReplyDelete((Power Attack: -1 attack, +2 damage
((Reckless Abandon: -1 AC, +1 attack
((Attack: 1d20 + 7(hit) + 1(mgc wep) = 7 + 7 + 1 = 15
((Dmg: 2d6 + [4*1.5](STR) + 1(mgc wep) + 2(Reck Abnd) = 6 + 4 + 6 + 1 + 2 = 19
((Penalty: -1 AC for 1 round due to reckless abandon
((Daily Rage Usage: 1/16
Rat parts fly.
DeleteCatching up her pack, Rayla runs to her mule, grabs the bridle, jumps on his back and digs in her heels.
Delete(I want to run away and at an angle across the path of the rats.)
That is a good move and that's how Inspire Courage works. You'll begin singing on your next turn though.
Delete(Tom and Draymun both make their Fort save.)
ReplyDeleteDraymun flails with his shield and hammer as he tries desperately to remove the rats from his body. He swings a powerful blow attempting to clear the way to Kumo, before climbing up the grizzled fur of his companion.
ReplyDelete"Kumo, to Tom's side!"
With that, the bear is off and running, moving back into the camp in an attempt to cut an arc around the mischief before approaching Tom from the rear flank. (( away from the rats, I believe? )) Draymun extends his hammer toward his compatriot.
"Tom, climb on quickly!"
(( That last part is just RP, nothing mechanical, but it does provide him a chance to mount Kumo with me next turn. ))
(( Attack Roll (Warhammer) 1d20+4: 18 + 4 + 1 (Twiggy) = 23 ))
(( Damage Roll (Warhammer) 1d8+3: 6 + 3 + 1 (Twiggy) = 10 ))
(( Booya. ))
Your hammer cuts a devastating swath across the rats and the swarm seems to diminish.
DeleteTom steps forward and screams, "Rats, I am tired of rats!" Grabbing his sword with both hands, he swings the sword into the mass of rats held in the entangle spell.
ReplyDelete(Attack 12+5=17. Damage 7+3=10)
Shade rides forth and calls upon his reserves of power, speaking the words with an almost demonic inflection and careful manipulating his hands through the ritual gestures while steering his mount with his knees and feet. At the close of his words of power he pulls forth strips of brightly colored cloth from his sleeves and they begin to extend and transform, becoming the bright colors and taking on an immaterial form before stretching forth before him at the clumps of rats swarming and writhing below. Finishing his casting, before he is even sure it has taken effect and not lost its efficacy due to the jolting of his mount, the shadowy Mage leads his mount back to where he started, hoping to place distance between him and the filthy vermin.
ReplyDeleteDraymun watches as Tom continues the assault on the rats no longer swarming their position.
ReplyDelete"Tom, call if you need a pickup, I'm going to flank these buggers!"
With that, he bounds off on Kumo swinging around the left side of the recently attacked rat mischief before swinging his hammer furiously, attempting to scatter as many as possible.
(( Movement: moving to flanking position while riding Kumo (40 ft speed) ))
(( Attack Role (Warhammer) 1d20+4: 16 + 4 + 1 (Twiggy) + 1 (Height) + 1 (Flanking) = 23 ))
(( Damage Role (Warhammer) 1d8+3: 4 + 3 + 1 (Twiggy) = 8 ))