A Quick Bite to Eat [D4, MA] (Combat)

[Alynne Valaris]

As the red and newly appeared white frogs start to what appears to dance, following the performance of the other Aasimar flying and singing, Sir Albus took the oportunity to hit his oponent again, tring to finish it off with two swings of his greatsword

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[OOC - Rolls]

Sir Albus (Knight 1)

• Movement: None? i assume, unless the red slaad is dead?
• Action: Multiattack the red slaad, advantage, 1d20+5; 2d6+3 - 23|18
• Damage to red slaad 12, 6 total of 18 slashing
• Bonus Action: None
• Reaction: Parry if hit in melee (+2AC)

[Gabriel Morningstar]

Energies from heaven and hell coursed through Gabriel as he pumped them into his weapon. "You may call me Sir MORNINGSTAR!" he yelled, as he smashed the weapon into the blue monstrosity with gusto, crackling golden energy plowing through the slaad.He raised his weapon again, and managed to finish off the mangy, smelly beast. "Who's next? YOU'RE ALL LOITERING, YOU KNOW!"

After finishing it up, he moved backwards towards the flying, singing Aasimar. Who brings music to a frog fight?

OOC:
HP: 50+5 temp hp from Dark One's Blessing/82
Bonus action: Cast Branding Smite
#1 Attacc Blue Slaadi, Leadership bonus from Knight, Advantage from Fairy Fire: 2#1d20+7+1d4 25 10

[The Mighty Tarrasque]

The blue slaad is finally overwhelmed, collapsing to the ground in a heap of viscous fluid and crispy hide.

The newcomer red slaad advances towards Alynne, nudging aside the burning ruins of a stall and raging with teeth and claws. Teeth tears through skin, drawing blood, and does the slaad's right claw; the advance through the stall, though, has left wood clinging to the creature's left arm, throwing off its aim. It growls, tossing aside the remains of the stall.

While this is all happening, the original red slaad and the newcomer white slaad begin to move to a rhythm, almost as if to some unheard music, overtakes them. The dance moves are actually fairly good for the size and shape of the creatures, their timing and rhythm almost perfect as they begin to bark in their slaadi tongue.

In the heads of everyone nearby, though, two gravelley voices, in perfect unison and harmony, begin to sound:
"Take on me - TAKE ON ME
Take me oooooon - TAKE ON ME
I'll be gooooone in a day or... twooooooo!"

Strangely, the pitch they reach is almost perfect.

(Blue Slaad is defeated. Red Slaad #2 does 11 points of damage to Alynne; Alynne must roll a DC 14 CON save or be infected by a Slaad Egg. The original Red Slaad and the White Slaad join in the musical number, blocking the streets of Sigil.)

Red Slaad #2
Bite Attack: 2#1d20+6 14 13
Bite Attack Damage: 2d4+3 5
Claw Attack #1: 2#1d20+6 13 9
Claw Attack #2: 2#1d20+6 19 12
Claw Attack #2 Damage: 1d8+3 6

Red Slaad
Charisma (Performance) - Why am I rolling this for a slaad?: 1d20-2 14

White Slaad
Charisma (Performance) - No, seriously, why?: 1d20+4 16


(Thanks to the flying, the stack around Sings is a little confusing - Alynne is on the ground in the space where Sings is with Gabriel immediately north. Sings is 30 feet in the air with the Grey Slaad immediately above her. All three of those characters occupy the same space in our 2D map but at different heights.)

Round 3: Whisper's Turn

[Whisper]

With the blue one dead, the hunter turned his attention to the grey one flying above. He whispered a few words to it, hoping to bring it pain and drive it back.

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Bonus Action: Move Hunters Mark to Grey Slaad
Action Dissonant Whispers
A Quick Bite to Eat [D4, MA] (Combat), Round 3, Dissonant Whispers vs Grey Slaad, Psychic Damage, Wis DC 13 to take half damage and not run away | 3d6 ⇒ 7

[The Mighty Tarrasque]

The slaad is injured; the wave of psychic injury, though, causes the creature to loose its concentration. The grey slaad plummets from the sky; Alynne sidesteps, the slaad landing with a sickening smack where she had just stood.

(Grey Slaad loses Concentration; falls 35 ft and take 16 points of damage from the impact. Grey Slaad is prone.)

WIS Save: 1d20-1 17
Concentration 1: 1d20+3 4
Fall Damage: 3d6 16

[Alynne Valaris]

Alynne was hurt, some blood running from her wounds, but it didn't end her performance, not even the falling frog managed to stop her performance as she gracefully avoided it, in fact her singing grew louder, clearly beggining of the refrain of her performance...

''All my life, one page at a time
I'll show you my, my true colors!...''

Suddenly Alynne dissapeared in a puff of smoke and shiny mist, right as she finished the first part of the refrain. It was just a fraction of a moment, the frogs didn't hadn't time to react when suddenly an incredibly shiny light, started burning right behind the red frog.

''No-no, no-no, I won't apologize
For the fire in my eyes
Let me show you my, my true colors
It ain't your rainbow!!!!''

Alynne was on flames quite literaly, her purple shining eyes now becoming imposibly bright, almost if a star had just became alive, while her entire body was covered in a myriad of incredibly hot flames of all types of colors. Searing light was coming from her in every direction, scorching anything close to her, which for now was the red frog.

Her singing performance was at its first climax, and now she was dancing in all her divine glory, while Sephtir moved towards the space where its mistress was showing her radiant performance in order to support.

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[OOC - Rolls]

Alynne

• Constitution Save vs Red Slaad Eggs - 12|Fail. Alynne has been implanted with slaad eggs

HP: 51/83

in order of movement and activation

• Bonus Action: Cast Misty Step to move without causing attacks of opportunity, to the square right behind the red slaad, 5' of separation between her and him. (Not engaged)
  Action: Activate Radiant Consumption. For 1 Minute Alynne is bright as bright light, causes 5 radiant damage to her and anyone in a 10' radius from her each turn.
  Alynne takes 2 (Radiant resistance), Red Slaad takes 5
• Reaction: Cast Counterspell if Hostile Area spell is cast or if Alynne is directly targeted.

Sephtir

• Move Right Above where Alynne is 30' separation so as to not burn, Fly still

[The Mighty Tarrasque]

The grey slaad clambers to its feet, shaking off the impact. Assessing the situation, it sidesteps around Gabriel, lashing out with tooth and claw as it does so. One of its claws missed, but the bite and the other land home, tearing into the tiefling.

(Grey Slaad stands from prone; moves 5ft; does 9 damage to Gabriel.)

Bite Attack: 2#1d20+7 22 14
Bite Damage: 1d6+3 4
Claw Attack #1: 2#1d20+7 17 15
Claw Attack #2: 2#1d20+7 22 24
Claw Attack #2 Damage: 1d10+3 5



Round 3: Knight 4's Turn

[Alynne Valaris]

Seeing their Lady invigorated the knights ''Onward! To Victory'' They all yelled at unison while cutting their way with their greatswords.

Firstly, Sir Brian moved forward and then to the side in order to support both his Lady and their comrades in arms, as well to give support to Lord Morningstar, attacking the grey frog, posibly failing once, but hitting it with his second swing.

Sir Wulfric, who was quite wounded, now felt a second rush, and cut the performing frog in front of him with two vicious swings which allowed for Sir Percival to turn around and engaged with the other red frog, pining it on place and vicously hitting it twice.

Sir Wulfric now quite hurt moved a bit to his right near the flying aasimar, trying to assess the situation while thinking about how to engage with his current wounds...

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[OOC - Rolls]

Knight 3 (Sir Wulfric)

• Action: Multiattack Red Slaad two attacks - 14|15
• Damage done to red slaad 11, 12 for total of 23 slashing
• Movement: 10' to his right, right next to the square of Sings-with-purpose
• Bonus Action: None
• Reaction: Parry

Knight 4 (Sir Brian)

• Move: Two downward (direction of red slaad) 10', 5' to his right to engage diagonally the grey slaad, while also engaged with the red slaad
• Action: Multiattack Greyslad, advantage - 9|20
• Damage to Greyslaad 10 slashing
• Bonus Action: None
• Reaction: Parry if hit in melee

Knight 2 (Sir Percival)

• Move: 10' to his left to engage Red Slaad °2
• Action: Multiattack on red slaad, advantage - 19|20
• Damage to red slaad 10, 15 for total of 25 slashing
• Bonus Action: None
• Reaction: Parry if hit in melee

[The Mighty Tarrasque]

The original red slaad finally, after repeated pounding from the three knights, falls, its dance finally ended. One of the voices in the telepathic harmony disappears. The other red slaad is injured, thick blood dripping from its wounds.

Enraged at having been trapped in this alley for so long, the green slaad flails, smashing into the damaged cart, tearing further chunks off of it. By the time the beast finishes, there is little left - but it is clear the bits hanging together are still animated, still controllable, still in the fight.

(Red Slaad #1 slain; Animated Cart takes 35 damage.)

Bite Attack: 2#1d20+7 27 16
Bite Attack (Critical): 4d6+4 22
Claw Attack #1: 2#1d20+7 26 26
Claw Attack #1: 1d6+4 7
Claw Attack #2: 2#1d20+7 12 17
Claw Attack #2: 1d6+4 6



Round 4: ... Interlude?

[The Mighty Tarrasque]

Round 4: The Finale
The market is in complete disarray. Carts and stalls lay scattered, broken into numerous pieces and scorched into ash; the front facade of buildings burn and, in some few, the flames grow, threatning to burn further into the city. Bodies of citizens - injured by the slaad or the panic and further hurt by the fireball - lay around the once bustling market. Amidst this chaos, two slaadi lay dead and one stands locked in a single battle by a flying planar. An enraged green slaad tears an animated cart to pieces and the other two remaining slaadi find themselves surrounded by enemies.

The grey slaad barks in its tongue, an impossible to mistake command to fight on - and then the front of one of the buildings collapse, the fire surging up around the entrance. From within the flames emerges a tall, impossibly thin form, silhouetted by the flames within. A crown of thorns circles an otherwise bald head. The eyes of every being still in the marketplace are drawn to the unmistakable form of the dabu emerging from the destroyed building.

The grey barks again, this time its sound less sure, carried with a psychic communication to all within range, "It's one of the Her dogs!" The remaining slaadi glance around at the devastation, suddenly realizing what has been happening. The green, in particular, roars, it's voice psychically pushed, "We'll be mazed for this! Flee!"

Suddenly, there is panic - the slaadi, those capable of it, anyways, flee every which way, no longer concerned with the fight. The green shrinks smashes a nearby window, shrinking down suddenly and jumping into the building and out of sight. The others - sans the white who continues to dance and sing - make a break for it. Within moments, the slaadi are gone and the market is quiet aside from the crackling of fire and the barking of the white slaad's song.

The dabu continues to emerge from the fire, the sound of its feet rustling through debris joining the few other sounds and followed - a moment later - by a long slurping sound. The tall creature sips from a clear container filled with a brownish liquid with small black balls suspended in it. It glances around, eyes hidden behind darkened glasses. On its feet, a pair of now-burned crocs. All in all, it simply looks... annoyed at being disturbed. Behind it, a sign crashes down from the building it left:

Fell's Tattoo Parlour

It turns around to the ruins of the building as the rest of it collapses, its shoulders slumping as it seems to sigh.