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    Ar-Raaqis (Dragon)
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    AC: 14 HP: 13/24 THP: 0/0
    PP: 10 PIv: 10 PIs: 10
    Spell Slots: 2nd - 1/2
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    The Dragon watched the event transpire with macabre intrigue. The dismantling of the mage confirmed her suspicions, though the sudden appearance of midget variants of the man surprised her. Then these detonated, washing over her ward. The shield deflected the worst of the blows, though the acid ate into her legs. She billowed her cloak over the wounds and mentally dragged Calen towards her. Grasping the man, she called to the others, "Leave before the structure compromises further!"

    Once off the damaged floor, Ar-Raaquis activated the crescent moon icon on her helm, stating, "Assess for stabilization."

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    Guided Medicine to Stabilize the lab rat. 11 on Discord, so Calen stabilizes.


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    Shalar Yotul Azari
    Beast Barbarian 3
    AC: 15 HP: 22/32
    PP: 13
    Rages: 3/3
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    Shalar had grinned back at the larger orc at his request.
    "<Sure. To be so queasy at a few skulls - didn't even see the meat fall off.>"

    She shook her head woefully, hooked an axe around the ankle of one of the bodies, and dragged it like a sack of potatoes into the hall outside.

    She returned in time to have a bunch of little green men detonate into acid and splatter the room. As their flesh swelled and began to rupture, she managed to spin in time, sheltered by the thick fur of the old Hill King. Even as acid slicked off the tough fur - the old beast was too tough for a little acid to phase it - more had still splashed onto her limbs.
    "Ay ah ah! That stings like bees! " the elf yelped, shaking her limbs to get the acid off. Thinking quick, she undid her water flask and began washing off the worst of it. "When I said I would fight whatever you summoned, I didn't mean something that exploded before I could-oh he's dead. "

    The floor beneath creaked ominously under her weight as acid chewed on the structure. She took a moment to thump a fist against her chest in salute to the fallen mage and leapt back through the door.
    "Rest in pieces," she said, realised she no longer remembered his name, decided it no longer mattered because he was exploded and unable to complain, and approximated. "Cowpen the wizard!"
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    After hauling the larger of the two corpses out, Greck reentered the room just in time to catch a wave of acid full in the face. As the corrisive liquid seeped into the gaps in his armor it prompted a serious of shouts from him in a harsh guttural language (which Shalar would recognize as a few particularly creative curses in orcish), spattered with a few flowing, almost musical words reminiscent of bells.

    He managed to blink the fluid out of his eyes to spot al-Raaqis crouched over the unconscious Calen and stumbled over. "Oi, git outta th' way!"

    Closing a hand around the wizard's throat, he hoisted the wizard into the air as if trying to choke the man. With a brief blink the half-orc's violet eyes changed to a blindingly bright glowing blue. A matching light appeared around his wrist and flowed towards his fingers, disappearing beneath Calen's skin.

    The wizard's eyes had barely fluttered uopen before Greck set him down on his feet and shoved him towards the staircase. "Awright, yeh all heard the dragon lady, everybody out before the building falls down!"

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    Yusha Darwish
    Warforged Knowledge Cleric 3
    AC: 15/17 HP: 19/24
    PP: 15 PIv: 12 PIs: 15
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    Concentration:

    As Yusha records the panel's layout, the controls begin to manipulate themselves. Nearly dropping his quill in surprise, Yusha nevertheless quickly redraws the layout with the controls in their new position, writing a few small notes in the margins as amber light glows over the page.

    When Calen steps forward to repeat the cycle for science, Yusha can barely contain his excitement. Though impulsive in nature, there were many instances in history proving trial and error to be an effective method of gathering knowledge. Thankfully they were able to strictly limit the bounds of the experiment by mimicking how the controls had shifted on their own and merely adding the wizard's body as a variable.

    Yusha stares wide-eyed at the results as three mini-Calen's stand before them, slowly swelling until it becomes obvious something is wrong. Even so, Yusha is frozen in fascination as they finally explode, washing him and his journal in acid.

    Momentarily stunned, Yusha snaps back into action as the Dragon orders their retreat from the unstable area. The warforged quickly grabs his lantern and darts after her, eyes widening at the acid burns melting Calen's flesh as ar-Raaqis stabilizes him.

    "Rest in pieces, Cowpen the wizard!"

    Yusha's neck snaps as he immediately turns to look at the saluting elf, her fist held-fast against her chest as she bellows the wrong name. Cautiously, Yusha produces an illusory response.

    "Ms. Azari, his name is Calen Damora and he lives." Yusha blinks a few times in barely contained confusion before searching for acknowledgement from the others that this is obviously so. He pauses to nod at al-Raaqis in appreciation since she'd sought to keep Calen from spiraling further out of balance.

    Suddenly, the dragon is dwarfed by Greck's presence as the half-orc barrels forward, lifting the young scholar clear off the ground by his throat and infusing him with Tyr's light. Yusha watches, awed, as Calen blinks back to life in Greck's outstretched arm.

    "Awright, yeh all heard the dragon lady, everybody out before the building falls down!"

    In other circumstances Yusha might've gone so far as to call his methods improper, but given the context that the building might no longer be stable, Abadar would certainly know that Greck had behaved properly in spirit. Yusha quickly follows him and the others out of the building, calling Kalib back to perch on his shoulder as they find a place to rest a moment outside.

    Yusha gestures with one hand, creating an image. This time he shows a projection of everyone gathered nearby while a sunbeam of light envelopes each of them individually from the heavens. A small hourglass rounds out the image, a significant fraction of sand in the bottom glass. Looking around briefly to see if this is acceptable, Yusha annotates, "Abadar can heal us all if you will give me a few minutes to call for aid."

    Yusha kneels on both knees and adds, "do not be alarmed. Abadar's boon may appear strange, but accept it and you will feel better." With that done, Yusha begins emitting a strange series of beeps, clicks, and tones before falling silent for an extended period. Eventually two beeps escape him followed by a longer tone, then a beam materializes from the sky above. It's there and gone in a flash, burning a small hole in the back of Yusha's neck and leaving it smoking.

    Yusha rocks back and forth on his knees, eyes closed, before rocking forward and vomiting a stream of iron-grey onto the ground in front of him. The nanites wriggling mass of creatures split off in multiple directions, the ones closest to Yusha climbing up his arm and molding themselves into the voids left by acid. Where the golden warforged had been tarnished and burned, the grey coalesces. Any who remain nearby to accept Abadar's boon feel the minuscule creatures crawling up their flesh to replicate healthy tissue.

    With this done, Yusha wipes a smudge of grey from his lips, before projecting a small image of a balanced scale.

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    Calen Damora
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    AC: 10 HP: 17/17


    There's a split second, as Calen stands on the pad and sees the light building around him, and feels the prickling running over his skin, where he suddenly has the feeling that something is very, very wrong.

    Then his every nerve is on fire, and his jaw is locked around a guttural cry of pain as his body seizes up uncontrollably, but he doesn't notice, because he's gone, his senses overwhelmed by the visions, things that would boggle his mind had he the faculties to analyze them--the hills outside of town, that shimmering orb, the towers, creatures like something out of a nightmare....

    "HHHHHHHNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG!"

    He blacks out.

    He hasn't even properly come to when he's unceremoniously dumped back onto his feet and shoved toward the door. Half-conscious, his body responding on its own, he somehow manages to stumble along after the others. As soon as the fresh evening air hits him, his legs give out, and he tumbles to the ground, curling up in a ball and clutching at his head. "Oooooooowwwwwwww..."

    He doesn't appear to notice Yusha calling on Abadar's strange "blessing," remaining motionless as part of the grey mass flows over him. A deep part of his mind is aware of some of the pain receding, the burning of his skin soothed by what feels like a cool bath. It's enough to bring him back to himself as the last of the fluid evaporates.

    Slowly, gingerly, Calen sits up, gritting his teeth. His head still pounds. "Ow, ow, ow..." He hunches with it between his knees, kneading his temples. "What...what happened?"

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    Ar-Raaqis (Dragon)
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    AC: 14 HP: 24/24 THP: 0/0
    PP: 10 PIv: 10 PIs: 10
    Spell Slots: 2nd - 1/2
    Bottled Respite: 4/4 Hours
    Healer's Kit: 10/10
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    Dragon Concentrating: ---

    The Dragon would have greatly enjoyed focusing on the communications by the iron flesh. However, she stood and enacted a series of gestures and incantations. Her visor glimmered inside, but failed to illuminate outside. She moved various arcane conduits to connect to sigil frames. These frames she decoded and encoded. Finally, she tested the ward with a step, activating a mental ping.

    Satisfied, she turned and said to Calen, "The relic duplicated your person into arcane, acidic bombs. This ritual appears to have spent your psyche. The bombs damaged the relic and collapsed the floor."

    Ar-Raaquis said to the others, “We should ensure Umeli left no other secrets.”

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    Shalar Yotul Azari
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    AC: 15 HP: 32/32
    PP: 13
    Rages: 3/3
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    Shalar, having leapt out the room, failed to see Yusha's message. When they rallied outside, she watched with curiousity, and, having at first stepped back from the robo-vomit, cautiously allowed it to flow up her legs when she saw it mending the ravages of acid on the machine-man's body. It tingled.

    When Calen asked what happened, the canny elf was ready to give an explanation when the bucket just said a bunch of nonsense that made no sense to anyone.

    "As the bucket said, you were duplicated in three, exploded, and died until my fellow orc strangled the life back into you. Then the metal one vomited on us."
    the orcish elf said. Her arms were crossed, and she nodded sagely, the picture of the wise instructor. "It is not the first time Shalar Yotul Azari has been vomited on! It is, however, the first time it was been grey and healed wounds! Previous times, it was just too much booze by my fellow warriors and just smelt bad."
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    Outside Umeli's Home

    Not long after all of you have escaped onto the roughsod lawn in front of the ruined house, there is a massive crash from inside as the upper floor supports give way and the top floor of the building comes crashing down into the bottom. There is a loud sound of metal crunching, and a shower of sparks illuminates the building from within. Thankfully, however, there are no fires, but it is assured that whatever that machine was it did not survive a twelve foot fall in one piece.

    In the rush to get out of the house, all of you were distracted. But now that the night is silent, you notice the distant sounds of fun and merriment have changed to screams of fear and aggression, as fires burn in the populated part of the town where the fair is taking place. Some distance away, Iban gives a shout of pain, just audible before a firework launches into the air, drowning the sounds of violence with a thunderous BOOM.
    The Bear is Back.

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    Ar-Raaqis (Dragon)
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    AC: 14 HP: 13/24 THP: 0/0
    PP: 10 PIv: 10 PIs: 10
    Spell Slots: 2nd - 1/2
    Bottled Respite: 4/4 Hours
    Healer's Kit: 10/10
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    The Dragon spun around, her kimono whipping in the air. She called to the others, "The fox yields to the cockatrice! To arms!"

    Ar-Raaquis activated the agility augmentations within her helm. She then stowed her bo and drew her batons, activating the same eldritch sequence on one that had limned her staff. Then the helmed mystic raced toward the violence that erupted in the fair grounds. The nest of the songbird is always in view of the predator.

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    Draw batons and cast shillelagh (BA) on one.
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    Yusha Darwish
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    AC: 15/17 HP: 19/24
    PP: 15 PIv: 12 PIs: 15
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    Concentration: Guidance (Kalib)

    Kalib
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    AC: 13 HP: 1/1
    PP: 14, adv. on Perception (Sight), but no darkvison

    Yusha is about to condemn Shalar's description comparing Abadar's gift to the expelled contents of a being's stomach when a BOOM sounds towards the fairground. Following ar-Raaqis' gaze, Yusha quickly channels a glimpse from Abadar into Kalib before placing him up in the air.

    Don't stray too far and be wary of fireworks. Kalib screeches from above, though whether it's from acknowledgement or annoyance is unclear. Left unsaid is the obvious. They're ignorant of what's happening in the fairground and that cannot remain true. Yusha hastily grabs his things, shoving the metal arm him into his pack and holding his lantern high as he takes off running after the Dragon.

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    Cast Guidance on Kalib, stow metal arm, and run after the dragon.

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    Greck marshals the others down the stairs, ensuring the he is the last to leave. Thundering down after them, he scans the ceiling quicky, making sure it wasn't about to fall on his head, then followed everyone out the door. Calen immediately collapses into the grass and after scanning the area for any potential ambushes, Greck kneelt down to check on him. Finding the young man still conscious, the half-orc just gave an exasperated grimace before standing back up to more thoroughly search the area.

    He stood close as Yusha began his ritual, somewhat familiar with the spell being cast. A few minutes later, his attention was caught by a strange out-of-place glow down the hill.

    Fires.

    Something was wrong. He took a hasty step towards the fairgrounds, but stopped as once of the acid burns sent a tendril of pain runing up his spine. He grit his teeth, and glanced at Yusha, then back towards the fair, then back at the warforged again.

    Patience. Not a virtue that came easily to him, but in this case, one he desperately needed to exercise.

    Once the spell was complete, he checked himself over. Ignoring Calen's questions, he determined that his injuries, while not completely mended, were at least no longer severe, and took off alongside the Dragon.
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    Shalar Yotul Azari
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    AC: 15 HP: 32/32
    PP: 13
    Rages: 3/3
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    Shalar watched the distant fires. Slowly, her aspect changed, until the joviality had been replaced with something far more savage.

    "Oh-ho! The smell of battle, yes!" Blood and smoke, pain and fury! She beared her teeth with excitement. They looked sharper than a few moments before, and she cast a glance at those still remaining. "Come then! Bloodshed awaits for Shalar Yotul Azari - and for you as well!"

    She let out a fell laugh, loud and terrible, and began loping towards the signs of combat.
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    Calen Damora
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    Calen spends a long moment staring at Ar-Raaqis, then at Shalar, then at Ar-Raaqis again. After a moment, he slowly sinks back down to regard the ground between his feet. "My head hurts...."

    Suddenly, Ar-Raaqis cries out something about a cockatrice, and then she and Yusha are rushing off while that enormous bird takes to the air. Wait...was that an explosion?

    Calen scrambles to his feet, then nearly collapses again, the sudden motion bringing a fresh wave of pain. He fights not to throw up...Greck and Shalar are taking off, back toward the fairgrounds. Toward the sounds of destruction and the screams. What the hells is happening?

    Gritting his teeth against the pain, Calen stumbles after them, a shaking hand closing on the hilt of his dagger.
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    Returning to the Fair

    The party dashes forward towards the populated areas of town as yet another firework screeches into the heavens and lights up the night. Reaching the Pavilion of Prizes, the group finds Iban standing in a pile of goblinoid bodies, covered in nicks and cuts. The man may be overweight, foppish, and smell of honey wine, but he has wracked up a respectable six goblin kills with his spear. Breathing hard, Iban turns to you and speaks in pleading tones. "They rushed for the cyphers like their very lives depended on it! We have to make sure our winners are safe! Will you all go into the fair and defend our people? I would, but someone has to guard all these doodads!" He turns to address Greck directly. "I know you're off duty, but we've never needed security more than we need them now!" Oddly enough, each and every goblin that Iban has killed has a strange metallic protrusion coming from their heads that looks like a horn or a fungal growth, with a varying number of bronze looking balls speared by a silvery white tendril. Despite their deaths, they all also seem to be in the middle of a peaceful sleep, eyes closed and bodies relaxed, almost as though they were napping.

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    Moving forward into the fair, you find that goblins have infiltrated everywhere. Some of them are working in teams of two or three and hauling off people. One fairgoer kicks and struggles, resulting in their skirt coming off. While they scramble away, the goblins who were trying to abduct them reach into the skirt's pocket and remove a strange looking cypher before running off into the night. In the immediate area there are ten of these goblins, and just like the ones that Iban killed they all have their eyes closed and appear to be sleepwalking, and all of them have the same strange metallic horns coming out of their skulls. When armed and aggressive adventurers appear, the ten local goblins stop harassing people and draw their weapons, ready for combat.

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    Initiative is as follows-
    17 Yusha
    14 Greck
    10 Qadira
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    8 Goblins
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    7 Shalar
    2 Calen

    In my games, unless I decide to split up enemies for an increase in difficulty (which will be VERY rare) initiatives are split up with it going "players who rolled higher than the enemies", followed by "enemies", then "all players, prioritizing those who have not yet gone". So Yusha, Greck, and Qadira are up, followed by the goblins, then it becomes an "us vs. them" initiative. IT'S TIME FOR A DEATH BATTLE!
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    AC: 14 HP: 13/24 THP: 0/0
    PP: 10 PIv: 10 PIs: 10
    Spell Slots: 2nd - 0/2
    Bottled Respite: 4/4 Hours
    Healer's Kit: 10/10
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    Ar-Raaquis surged beyond the cypher guardian and into the chaos. She saw the goblins acknowledge her presence by drawing weapons. She stowed her offhand baton to connect her glove to the hovering lantern. She intoned and raised the lantern, which fired off minute strands of moonlight that rapidly rotated around, stitching spectral razor-edged grass upon the ground around the goblins. The light faded, rendering the danger difficult to notice for anyone who stumbled into the area afterward.

    She assumed the tiger stance, raised her augmented baton, and gestured with her now free hand for the goblins to advance.

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    Stow offhand baton.
    Cast Spike Growth (40' diameter circle across the ground) under the goblins and before them. The ground becomes difficult terrain.
    (2d4)[3] piercing damage for every 5ft a creature maneuvers 5ft through the area. This hazard is difficult to see for anyone not witnessing the spell's appearance.

    Stand just outside the near edge and awaits their onrushing self-inflicted wounds.

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    Shalar Yotul Azari
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    PP: 13
    Rages: 3/3
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    As they entered the fair, Shalar had come to a halt. Some of the feral aspect bled away as she surveyed the scene.

    "Just gubbaz?" Shalar said with disappointment. "Pah, unworthy of the green of their skin! Even if they have weird things growing from their heads."

    It was a little hard to truly call the beast inside with such underwhelming prey, so the orc-elf wasn't the first to spring into the fray. Instead, she sheathed and unsheathed her claws, hoping to get her excitement going again.
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    Oath of Vengeance Paladin 3
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    Arriving at the fair just behind the Dragon, Greck completely ignored Iban as he ran past the proprietor towards the fray. He paused momentarily to shout orders to any members of T.N.E. that might be listening. Receiving no responses he rushed towards the nearest group of goblins, but stopped fast as the light of al-Raaqis' spell shines on the ground in front of him.

    He took a single step back and scanned the area fast, satisfied to see that the little bastards were all focusing on him and the masked woman. Taking a few quick strides towards the nearest one he planted his feet and, using his shield as a counterbalance, swung hard with his hammer.

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    Yusha Darwish
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    AC: 15/17 HP: 19/24
    PP: 15 PIv: 12 PIs: 15
    Conditions:
    Concentration: Bless, 2nd level (al-Raaqis, Greck, Calen, Shalar)

    Kalib
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    PP: 14, adv. on Perception (Sight), but no darkvison

    The boom of a firework sounds above, punctuating a few screams as Yusha dashes after Greck and al-Raaqis. Iban was doing an admirable job of restoring balance in the Pavillion, but destruction and disorder seems to reign everywhere else as the Carnival collapses into chaos.

    Three goblins up ahead accost a law-abiding fairgoer, ripping their skirt and fleeing with a cypher as Yusha can only watch. Do you see them? With so many different things begging for attention amidst the chaos it would be easy to get distracted, but balance could only be restored one act at a time. Trail them for one mile and mark their path, then return. A screech rises and falls away sharply as Kalib dives after his quarry.

    "Just gubbaz?"

    The audible disappointment is not lost on Yusha as he realizes Shalar had actually hoped for a bigger calamity. It would normally be enough to give him pause, but a pack of goblins quickly draws away Yusha's attention. Their eyes are closed, but they're clearly aggressive all the same.

    As the Dragon surges forward Yusha watches her deal out moonlight, trapping four such goblins in a precarious position surrounded by razor sharp moon-grass. Greck dashes towards the other main group, the half-orc's heavy hammer falling mercilessly to deal out justice. These two, at least, understood the value of putting an end to the chaos. They even split into a matched pair, balancing attack and defense with the goblins mis-matched formation. Looking back at Shalar and Calen, Yusha takes the first step towards unity, hoping he can count on them to do their part as well. Cooperation is the soul of progress.

    He raises two fingers to the key-ring on his forehead, closing his eyes and letting lose a stream of clicks and beeps. It was far more difficult to share a glimpse across open space, particularly when his allies couldn't be counted on to stand still. Regardless, Yusha had long ago learned to act as an intermediary for Abadar's sight. It was difficult to maintain so many divine channels at once, particularly among those who were less receptive, but Yusha juggled each connection independently until he could feel them center on him.

    Balance, finally. Yusha's eyes fly back open as he balances his focus between four souls, giving each a glimpse and a nudge as necessary.

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    The Dragon's razor sharp moon grass rips into the feet of four of the sleepwalker goblins, but these creatures are neither stupid nor immune to pain. All four stop moving, drop their makeshift blades, and draw scrappy short bows from their backs. Two of them fire at Ar-Raaqis, but both shots go wide. A stray goblin not caught up in the hazard rushes forward, somehow keeping his feet as he runs with his eyes closed, and manages a slash across Qadira's arm. One of the goblins mired in razor grass manages to graze Yusha with a bowshot, while another leaves a long scratch along Shalar's arm with a haphazard arrow.

    On the other side of the battlefield, unimpeded by magical traps, the four remaining goblins bound into combat against Greck as his hammer blow smites one of their number to a pile of inanimate broken bones. However, try as they might, their scavenged blades only scrape against his armor and bounce off his shield. He stands like a monument of endurance among the ankle biters, unaffected by their meager attempts to harm him, though given time their numbers may drag him down.

    From behind a stall sixty feet away, a threat that may be more appealing to Shalar makes itself known. Standing head and shoulders above his smaller kin a bugbear appears, and it also has a metallic fungal sprout coming from the crown of it's head. Though it also appears to be sleeping, it has a wicked grin across it's features, and under one arm it holds a collection of bamboo tubes strapped together with long wicks winding out the back to a single fuse. It flicks a tindertwig to light on it's thumb, lights the fuse, and brandishes the fireworks platform like a haphazard siege weapon. The results are immediate and explosive.

    These do not appear to be the same caliber fireworks that are resounding with thunder high above you, but each rocketing little fireball does come with a loud BANG and a belch of flame and smoke. There is little aiming on the part of the bugbear and more waving the platform back and forth wildly. Thankfully the civilians have already cleared out of the area, or doubtlessly many would have died, but it proves to be an effective weapon against our heroes, due to random chance more than malicious skill. One ball of fire hits Qadira squarely in the stomach, burning her clothing and singing her flesh. Another grazes Shalar, and where the hoard of goblins failed the bugbear succeeds by hitting Greck in the neck with a fiery blast. Fate is not wholly against you all, however. Sensing that the Dragon is wounded, the bugbear brings the bamboo contraption back towards her, but entropy sends the fireball directly into the back of the skull of the goblin who cut Qadira seconds before, slaying it immediately as it's brains sizzle like eggs in a pan. With the weapon exhausted, the bugbear throws the platform aside and draws a morning star from it's back, moving thirty feet closer and bringing it within range of a charge.

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    SURPRISE! Roman candles for everyone!

    2 Goblins miss Q with bow attacks. 1 Gob deals 3 to Q with a scimitar. 1 Gob deals 4 to Yusha with an arrow. 1 Gobbo hits Shalar for 3 (and she DESERVES it ). 4 Gobbos surround Greck and all miss with their pitiful attacks. The Bugbear fires randomly, managing 5 attacks against you all (1 each) and one against an ally. It got improbably lucky, critting Qadira for 8 fire damage, hitting Shalar for 3, and hitting Greck for 6. It also crit it's ally gobbo, slaying it with a mini fireball to the head.

    Now it is everyone's turn.
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    Ar-Raaquis' spell dissolves as the cut severs her connection to the application. She curses as the fireball catches her in the chest. The anger of the dragon stokes, she mentally grasps the canister on her belt and sends it toward the nest of goblin's she had pinned with her grass. The pin dropped from it, erupting moments later in a flash.

    She moved toward the bugbear, weaving toward stalls to keep from becoming an easy target of its explosive darts.

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    Greck's hammer connected with the goblin's chin with a satisfying crack, and the mutated wretch toppled over, just as a small fireball makes contact.

    Gritting his teeth, he looks over the area then calls over his shoulder, again in orcish: "<Hey elf! You want the big one or this lot?>"

    Not wanting to wait long for an answer, he swung his weapon around to bring it down on the nearest goblin.

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    Concentration: Bless, 2nd level (al-Raaqis, Greck, Calen, Shalar)

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    Yusha warbles as an arrow finds his shoulder, unable to stop himself from giving vent to the pain. Thankfully he maintains focus, holding his connection to Abadar intact as he broadcasts opportunities and warnings to the others wherever the Wealthy Father above finds them.

    As the Dragon dives for cover while closing in towards the larger goblinoid, Yusha quickly sizes up the combatants on the field and moves to tip the scales. He lashes together a signal to disrupt any who might attack al-Raaqis, trying to give her an opening before goblins of every size strike. A moment later, Yusha's eyes raise to the heavens as he beseeches Abadar for a more direct response. His faith is rewarded as a thin beam of energy flashes in the night sky, targeting one of the goblins threatening Greck.

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    Bless is still active and Kalib's off hunting gobbos, trying to follow them for a bit.

    Bonus Action: Cast Sanctuary on al-Raaqis.
    Action: Cast Sacred Flame on one of the goblins in melee with Greck (Dex save DC 13 or (1d8)[4] radiant damage.

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    Conditions: Berserk! Resistance to conventional weapons, Adv. on strength checks and saving throws +2 damage

    As if by the will of some spiteful god, Shalar was assailed for her words by arrows and explosives. Her blood dripped.

    "Geh heh heh...." Shalar chuckled lowly, lowering her arms where she'd shielded her face. "<More like it! Yes!>"

    She shuddered and then howled, loud and long, a cacophonous roar that was the dread for all who would trepass in the Valley of Beasts. Twisted antlers, uneven and jagged, burst from her head in a horrible tearing sound as her claws grew and forearms bristled with wire-like hair. She opened her mouth in a grin, and it yawed far more than should be possible to reveal great fangs.

    "Yezz... I fight largezzt!" she exclaimed, her words underlaid with a bone-deep growl.

    She bounded forward recklessly, using her hands as well to propell herself forward to leap onto the bugbear. Those terrible great claws slashed, sending up arcs of red as she heedlessly clawed into the bugbear's flesh. It struggled, of course, shoving at her, but she was too close to bring its heavy mace to bear. In a surge of frantic motion, the bugbear pushed her off and turned to run.

    That was a mistake.

    Shalar leapt onto its back from behind. She swung her head, and razor-sharp fangs clamped onto the sleepwalker's neck, chewed, and tore back to spit gore onto the floor. The bugbear crumpled, arteries opened, and Shalar was left perched on top of its corpse, blood streaked down her front. She laughed, teeth flashing, long tongue lolling.

    "Gyahahahahaha! Yezzz! See the mightt ov Shalar Yotul Azzzari!"




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    Thought the first few steps make his head pound, the running does manage to clear Calen's mind somewhat. As the prize tent comes into view again, the scene resolving into the hetman surrounded by dead goblins, the wizard visibly blanches. An attack? But why now? Who are these goblins?

    An image flashes through his mind. Chamber full of lights, goblins with silver growths sprouting from their heads, an orb of mirrors....

    A fresh wave of pain nearly makes him retch; he just manages not to collapse again. When he comes to, the others are already dashing off further into the fairgrounds. For a moment, Calen almost turns and runs the other way. A wizard he might be, but he's no battlemage; how is he supposed to help if the town is under attack?

    From ahead, screams reach him. People in danger. The sound steels his resolve.

    He catches up just in time to see Greck and Ar-Raaqis engaging a goblin warband, the Dragon unleashing some sort of ray from that lantern artifact. Skidding to a halt beside Yusha, he curses his luck; why didn't he prepare any offensive spells today? Well, how were you supposed to know? Cold sweat slicks the grip of his dagger...this is insane, what in the world was he thinking, he shouldn't be here....

    Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Yusha bowing his head, touching the symbol of Abadar there. Calen almost doesn't notice...then, all of a sudden, the feeling of someone reading over his shoulder. Data streaming into his mind, bringing not pain like the other visions, but clarity; he sees his enemies' positions, feels the distance to his allies. He glances at Yusha, who's focused on more pressing things. Questions...not now.

    The presence, whatever it is, cuts through the panic. Come on, Calen. Think. What can you do? He runs through the spells he has prepared. Maybe nothing directly offensive, but...he always keeps a sleeping enchantment ready, just in case. But will it even work on these goblins? Whatever condition they're suffering from, they already seem only partly conscious.... It's worth a try.

    The mirror is in his hand. "Kip, you there?"

    "Oh, do mine microphones deceive me?" The cool voice drips with sarcasm like Calen's never heard from it. "Am I finally being given permission to speak once more, oh gracious master?"

    "What..." Oh, right. "You're not still--look, forget about that! We need to deal with this!"

    There's no answer, but in his hand, the black glass suddenly lights up, characters flashing across its surface. Calen's other hand becomes a blur, fingertips grabbing runes from the flow, compiling a complex sequence. He extends his hand toward the goblin archers, and the letters form in the air, written in lines of light, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up with an electric charge. "ID-4816-descent-reptile-south, access local network, execute command input!" The runes flash and vanish, the charge released. Calen holds his breath....

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    The Dragon's invisible force carries the detonation across the ground, not throwing it so much as ferrying it, and removes the pin, pops the lever, and drops the weapon at the goblin's feet. Both of them tip their closed eyes down at it, and one attempts to leap out of the way, but both are wrapped in a mustard yellow gas that floods from the detonation. As soon as the gas touches flesh, the goblins begin to scream, but this does not last long. Almost immediately their flesh metamorphoses into liquid quicksilver, and two white skeletons fall to the ground, seemingly at eerie peace.

    On the other side of the battlefield, Greck's hammer smashes another goblin into the dirt, broken and dead. A beam of light from the heavens, directed by Yusha's signal, strikes another just as it is about to attack his rear, causing it to fall backwards, howling in pain.

    The savage assault of Shalar on the bugbear is best left to the imagination, grisly and disturbing as it is. The corpse of the once mighty goblinoid settles into a rapidly expanding pool of it's own blood.

    Finally, Calen's spell flows out of his tablet into the area, and unceremoniously all the remaining goblins slump down to the ground, truly asleep and no longer walking, or more importantly, fighting. It would be a simple task to either tie them up or execute them for their crimes.

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    Each of you gets 240 xp for the brief fight. Laughable that the standard encounter building rules consider this a "deadly" fight, isn't it? Also, if anyone bothers to search to goblins, you also find a dangerous looking sphere . This is definitely a cypher of some sort that the goblins stole from someone.

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    This looks similar to the exploding gas weapon The Dragon threw at the archer goblins, but it feels more menacing somehow.
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    There is a piece of strange, slippery paper stuck to the sphere. It removes easily enough if you wish, and has an image of a swirling vortex of some sort on it.
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    You may have heard legends of weapons like these. They use the force of gravity as a potent and deadly weapon. It has a larger radius of effect than the minor cypher Ar-Raaqis threw, and has the lethality to kill even someone as strong as Shalar in the following eruption of gravitic energy. This is the most dangerous and potent weapon any of you have ever held.
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    Calen almost doesn't believe his eyes when the goblins collapse unconscious. It...actually worked? "Yes!" He punches the air.

    The moment is rather broken, however, by an inhuman shriek coming from...somewhere next to him? Suddenly fearing an ambush, Calen whirls to see...Shalar. Or...is it? He catches a glimpse of antlers, claws, and too many teeth before the thing that's somehow still unmistakably her leaps what must be a dozen feet toward a hulking bugbear he hadn't spotted. There's blood....

    When he was a boy, his father used to make him come hunting. He always hated it, and the worst part was watching the hounds tear into the quarry. It made him sick, but for some reason, he could never seem to look away. Now, all of a sudden, Calen would swear he's twelve years old again.

    He stands there transfixed, hardly noticing that the battle is over.

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    Ar-Raaquis' crouches under the effects of Yusha's mystical ward. She pivots to witness Shalar the Devourer consume her foe. When the goblins fell, the mystic crossed the fair grounds and dispatched them each save one with a measured strike of her batons to their nose bone, sinking their skulls into true slumber.

    She retrieved a curious device from one of their pockets. The Dragon activated her helm with the now-penchant phrase. "Enhance."

    Awed by its potency, the mystic stowed it on her person with reverential care. "We should ensure no more of these foes lurk within the grounds! They come bearing dire tools of the Ravager."

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    Yusha watches as the battle is brought to an abrupt end with Calen's spell before the Dragon quietly dispenses justice, her baton delivering each goblin to their final rest with a sickening crunch. Her strikes, unfortunately, can't drown out the sounds of flesh tearing nearby. Distant screams barely register as a beast rips apart its prey.

    While hyper-aware of what's happening to his left, Yusha looks anywhere else, eager for a distraction. "That was expertly done, Master Damora," Yusha writes to the wizard standing beside him, illusory words hovering in the air between Calen and further bloodshed, for his eyes alone. "May I ask, if the situation ever called for it, can you put anyone to sleep?" An image forms of Shalar pouncing on Yusha with Calen nearby, casting something. "I do not mean to imply such a thing will ever be necessary, but preparedness is next to godliness." Yusha flinches at the sound of a bone cracking as Shalar finishes rending what's left of the bugbear.

    Nodding slowly to al-Raaqis after she speaks, Yusha projects an image of the Dragon's footsteps glowing, leaving a clear trail that the warforged follows. Yusha spares a quick glance to his left now that silence has fallen. His eyes snap forward in a heartbeat, but not before an image of blood-soaked Shalar and ravaged meat sears into his brain. As casually as he can manage, Yusha interposes Greck between himself and the beast. "Abadar smiles on you," he writes to the half-orc, projecting an image of Greck towering well above a pack of tiny goblins. "Did any of them land a meaningful blow?"

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    Greck blinked, unimpressed, as the goblins all fell over simultaneously. When al-Raaqis began to finish them off, Greck took the time to crush one of their skulls and extracted one of the metallic horns at the base, careful to only touch it with his armored glove, and held it at arms length to look over.

    He had seen some strange sights, but nothing like this. Might it be responsible for the goblins odd behavior? Maybe the mage would know.

    Just then, the metal man appeared, also acting oddly; standing pointedly between Greck and the elf.

    "Abadar smiles on you. Did any of them land a meaningful blow?"

    Greck glanced over Yusha's shoulder, then back at the warforged as he pieced it all together. The cleric is near as squeamish as the wizard.

    He fought the urge to roll his eyes, both at the elf and the warforged. "No."

    At that, he stomped over to the comatose Calen and dropped the metal tendril unnecessarily loudly at the young human's feet.
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    Shalar Yotul Azari
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    AC: 15 HP: 26/32
    PP: 13
    Rages: 2/3
    Conditions: Berserk! Resistance to conventional weapons, Adv. on strength checks and saving throws +2 damage

    As the others talked, Shalar loped over to the last remaining goblin. Unconcious, it slept unheeding at her feet.

    "Hhheeey, bukkket," Shalar rumbled."Mizzed one."

    She reached down and wrapped her claws around the goblin's head. One handed, she hauled it to its feet. Her maw gave a ghastly smile, red-tinged and gore-wet.

    "Don't worrry. I hhavee it," she grinned, and drew back a claw ready to gut the creature.


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