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The Storm continues to roar with thunder, and slight discharges of lightening can occasionally be seen, The man selling sun and Rain tags is still near by
 
They ain't magic savy, they have no clue if this is natural or not
Being a sailor, Toryk would have seen his fair share of storms. Would he know if it seems natural or not? Though with the context if the situation, he'd definitely lean to it not.

If the guards have nothing to say in telling him if they know where the saurian is that they are looking for, he would wave one of those tag salesman over.
 
Being a sailor, Toryk would have seen his fair share of storms. Would he know if it seems natural or not? Though with the context if the situation, he'd definitely lean to it not.

If the guards have nothing to say in telling him if they know where the saurian is that they are looking for, he would wave one of those tag salesman over.

The guards , have no clue what you are talking about

as for the salesman, he asks which tag would you like to purchase?
 
The guards , have no clue what you are talking about

as for the salesman, he asks which tag would you like to purchase?
The sun tag. Though Toryk isn't about to just buy something if he doesn't know if it works. The guy could be street hawker. So would make a simple offer. It gets rid of the storm, he will pay. If not, then he wont.
 
The sun tag. Though Toryk isn't about to just buy something if he doesn't know if it works. The guy could be street hawker. So would make a simple offer. It gets rid of the storm, he will pay. If not, then he wont.

The man agrees

Roll for potency [1d100]
 
Evora looks physically bombarded with the information staring doe-eyed at Shalia and looking as each new thought is literally bouncing off her.
"Unnatural hail nights? Storm? Did we find somewhere safe for the horses? Is it noon?" Evora questioned trying to think at million miles a minute like Shalia.
She looked over to where Shalia had said Toryk was, hoping to get some direction in this chaos.

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Potency 99

That'd be some STRONG potency, as sunlight begins to cut through the storm and help it die down... but something is wrong... the clouds are weakening, but at a very slow rate... and the thunder stops for a moment...

A voice echo's out over the whole town...

"Sunlight? ... SUNlight? SUNLIGHT!!!!" It roars, as cluds begin to take back the sky from the sun and flare up thrice as vicious as before. light conditions fade from bright to dim, as the voice booms out in a rage once more "Who DARES bring back the sun to MY DOMAIN!!!" it thunders, as a massive bolt of lightening crashes down into the street. Where the bolt strikes, the following appear. A young boy who looks to be the age of 10, A deranged and frenzied lizard person, A very angry woman, A Humanoid Rat Thing, and a few soldiers wearing back and red armor.

The whole town the erupts into a panic, "It's the Hell Knights! RUN! IT'S A HELL RAID!" said the merchant who was selling Talismans, as he runs off with terror in his eyes
 
Athaclenna jumps in surprise as the voice booms down, then turns her attention to the Hell Knights. She says, "Oh, dear. We are sure to be in a fight now. Holy Saiama! Be with your humble servant, and guide the hands of her allies! Bless!"
I wish to cast Bless on Beorin, Vrail and Toryk. For the next minute, you guys get to add an extra 1d4 to all of your attack and saving throws.

Hit Points: 30
Armor Class: 15
First Level Spells: 5 / 4
Second Level Spells: 3
 
Hearing the scary voices instantly casts mage armor on herself. "Oh no the hell knights are here" she says to Evora in a worried tone.

Spell slots remaining: 1st 3/4 2nd 2/2 Sorcery Points: 3/3

Shalia's AC is now 15 instead of 12.
 
Beorin grabs his warhammer and raises it up, and as he does so, he feels the blessing from Athaclenna wash over him. "You have my thanks, M'lady, for the prayer. I do believe that we've kicked the anthill, and now the fight begins! Now let me show these fools the strength of the righteous! Shield of Faith!"
Under the effects of Bless for 1 minute: adds 1d4 to all attack and saving throws, and Shield of Faith increases my AC by 2 for 10 minutes

Hit Points: 31
Armor Class: 22
Warhammer - Main Hand: +7, 1d8+5 Bludgeoning
Spells: 4 / 3
 
Now that was pretty awesome! Toryk never cast magic before. And he was pretty impressed with himself. He was about to hand over the coin when disaster struck.

Yes. This was indeed about as worse as it could be.

"Flee Vrail!" He said to the Saurian in front of himself. That artifact. They had to get it out of here, couldn't let it fall into the hell knight hands. But was there any chance at this point? Maybe the Saurian could hide it. Or get it to the person in time. But if what was said was true, letting it fall into the knight hands was disaster.

As Toryk drew his gun, for what it was worth, he quickly looked back into the wagon. "EVORA! Run! Now! Take the wagon and go!" He shouted at her. ( Pumpkin Spice Cyanide Pumpkin Spice Cyanide )

Jumping down from it, he had no idea what could be done at this point. It was almost certain death. Hopefully everybody had the good sense to scatter!

But with Beorin beside him... and the cleric. Then maybe they could get their attention for a few seconds to give Vrail time to get away. "The Saurian needs to get away by all means," he told them.
 
Athaclenna feels genuine fear in her heart, but keeps her chin up and her voice strong. "We will stand together, and I will do what I can to keep us all alive."
Hit Points: 30
Armor Class: 15
First Level Spells: 5 / 4
Second Level Spells: 3
Channel Divinity: 15
 
Beorin grins. This is the kind of thing he lived for. "We shall all stand together. The power of the righteous will guide our hands."
Under the effects of Bless for 1 minute: adds 1d4 to all attack and saving throws, and Shield of Faith increases my AC by 2 for 10 minutes

Hit Points: 31
Armor Class: 22
Warhammer - Main Hand: +7, 1d8+5 Bludgeoning
Spells: 4 / 3
Lay on Hands: 15
 
Beorin grins. This is the kind of thing he lived for. "We shall all stand together. The power of the righteous will guide our hands."
Under the effects of Bless for 1 minute: adds 1d4 to all attack and saving throws, and Shield of Faith increases my AC by 2 for 10 minutes

Hit Points: 31
Armor Class: 22
Warhammer - Main Hand: +7, 1d8+5 Bludgeoning
Spells: 4 / 3
Lay on Hands: 15

Make a Sanity Save
 
Hit points: 32/32
AC: 20


With an anxious but enthusiastic laugh bubbling in his throat, he could not contain it. There was a grave threat ahead of them. But Toryk was no yellow bellied rat to scurry from what needed done. And apparently the world hung on the fate of the artifact. Well shit. He knew five hundred gold was not enough for this...

"Then may we spit in their eye as they tear us limb from limb, and laugh in their face as they desecrate our souls!" He laughed manically.


"It be me! (Dio) I be the the one fucking with ye clouds. Ye and your limp dicked magic getting messed with by a street peddlers charm."

With a gleam in his eye. Toryk raised his flintlock, took aim at the young boys head... and fired. Sure. He might not scratch the boy... but he'll be dammed if he was going to be killed without making an Impression.



I would like to make an attack roll...
Nat 1


Then use action surge to do it again!
18


Flintlock - +12hit, 1d10+6 piercing, 400ft
 
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