((Woooooooooooork))
Aims is incredibly ecstatic. More so than usual when blood is about to be spilled as he's riding a mother fucking owlbear! Like what is going on! It's amazing! Everything worked out like a charm! See owlbear, get to owlbear, mount owlbear. Who knew it was that easy! He grabs the rope around the owlbears neck with a firm grip, knees locked to its side, and raises his fist in the air, soaking in all the glory!
Hahahahaa! Now THIS is what im talking about! A great beast with equal bloodthirst as mine and in unison we can brutalize all these who dared to act cowardly! Hahahaa!
Sadly some of the excitement wavers as the kobolts manage to swipe at the owlbear and even manage to fling rocks at Aims himself. That wont do. They'll all pay the price for attempting to mess with the two of them!
Hey halfling! Do me a favor and tell good ol' OB here to leave his right flank to me! I'll be sure to swing at everything there! Hahaha!
His excitement then completely vanishes as he sees Zesty aiming towards them, thinking it is at the kobolts. Then the bolt swooshes by just barely missing the owlbear. Okay... Bad aim. But then the newly recruited metallic puppy runs towards Aims and the owlbear and takes a chunk out of his new steed. What the fuck man?! This doesn't compute.
Whoa whoa, what in the hells tiefling?! Get your mutt off my mount! Murder those blue things will ya!
This is all going to shits and Aims is having none of it. Determined to control the situation, he gets serious and lets his old soldiers instincts take over.
He tugs on the makeshift reigns enough to turn the owlbear slightly to reorientate so that he gets in reach of kobolt4. He leans forward and tugs the reigns a bit to get the owlbears attention and then points at kobolt4. He lets his murderous instincts loose and aimed at the kobolt before grabbing his hand ax and taking a swing at the neck of the kobolt.
Now, you magnificent bastard of a beast. Let us destroy these vermin who decided to disturb you, rrraaaaahhhhh!
((Lemme know if I need to roll animal handling or something to try to work with the owlbear to some capacity.))
| You haul on the rope to try to turn the beast, so that you can attack it's attacker. Fortuitously it starts to turn, though of it's own volition and wanting to smash the metal dog, but your strength proves just enough anyway to snap the rope and you pull free from it's neck the wooden whistle ((that all you mother fuckers have ignored up until now)).
It's ornately carved and seems well used.
The owlbear has turned to the North to face the Kobold and Boltzmann.
You take your opportunity and slash down at the kobold as you're swung into range. Your handaxe glides through the air and clean through the neck of Kobold 4. It's brief yelp is shortened as blood sprays upward and the reptilian head topples to the ground, mouth agape.
You deal 9 points of slashing damage to Kobold 4.
Kobold 4 is defeated.
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| The owlbear is furious, unphased by the sheer number of creatures around it and hungering for the kill. It lowers it's head, opens it's huge beak wide and screeches directly at Boltzmann.
"HOOOOOOAAR"
Owlbear regains 2 HP from Heroism.
The owlbear snaps forward, returning the favor and clamping it's huge powerful beak down on the metal wolf's left shoulder. It's jaws put immense force even on the metal body of Boltzmann, and a large piece of armor plating falls off.
Owlbear deals 14 points of piercing damage to Boltzman.
With it's right arm, it steps forward and rakes the 5-inch long claws towards the Kobold next to the Steel Defender.
The giant paw connects with the Kobold's head and the owlbear crushes it's small body into the ground. A splatter of red paints the side of Boltzmann, as sparks continue to issue forth from its shoulder.
The owlbear deals 13 points of slashing damage to Kobold 1.
Kobold 1 is defeatead.
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| Moonsprout reaches out and grabs the whistle from Aims hand. He hurriedly shoves it into his mouth and blows as hard as he can.
There's no note, but a thrum in the air.
((Would have asked for this roll but just did it 'cause.))
The whistle thrills at a pitch you cannot hear, and the owlbear immediately stops still. Its head turns 180° until it's looking straight back at you, on it's back, and it issues forth a curious
"Hoo?.
The owlbear is now friendly towards you. It seems indifferent towards Aims.
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