Zesty draws his crossbow and takes aim at the Dargon's eye. He takes a breath to line up the shot in earnest and looses.
Zesty tries to shoot the dragon in the eye.
Boltzmann attempts to Repair himself for the second time per today.
((This was exceptionally hard to wire after being giving some nice drugs in the ER all day. Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeee. No whammies!))
| As Sparkrender inhales, gathering electric energy that crackles ominously within its maw, you calculate the trajectory of your next attack. The dragon's scales shimmer with a deadly luminescence, hinting at the onslaught of power it is about to unleash. Not a moment too soon, you notch a bolt into your crossbow, the string taut with tension. With a calculated breath, you release the bolt, and it whistles through the stale air of the tower, striking Sparkrender squarely in the face. The impact sends a shockwave of pain through the dragon, manifesting in a furious roar as it takes damage. The wyrmling recoils, scales clattering in disarray, its eyes blazing with renewed fury.
You deal 7 points of piercing damage to Sparkrender.
In the aftermath of your successful strike, Boltzmann moves with a mechanical precision. Its steel body, marred by the recent assault of Sparkrender's electrical breath, whirrs and clicks as internal mechanisms engage the repair protocol. You watch, a mix of concern and admiration in your gaze, as plates realign and damaged circuits fuse anew under the tender ministrations of its self-repair capabilities. Boltzmann's glowing eyes flicker out briefly, then stabilize, signaling that it is once again ready to stand by your side in this perilous fight.
Boltzmann heals 9 points of damage.
Sparkrender, now nursing a seething rage from the wounds inflicted, shakes its mighty head and prepares to retaliate, the air tingling with the imminent threat of lightning.
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| With a primal roar echoing off the ancient stonework and a powerful beat of its wings, the young dragon lifts off from the ground, ascending rapidly towards the vaulted ceiling of the observatory. Dust and debris swirl in the turbulent air left in its wake.
Gliding aloft, Sparkrender maneuvers with aerial grace, positioning itself strategically above the fray. Its chest heaves like gathering storm clouds, the buildup of electrical energy palpable in the charged atmosphere. With a snarl, the dragon tilts its head downward, focusing on Aims'orreh and Nac, who brace themselves for the impending onslaught.
The dragon's jaws part, and from the depths of its throat, it releases a torrent of brilliant lightning. The bolt arcs through the air, a blinding streak of pure energy that sizzles as it races across the tower's floor.
Aims'orreh, caught off-guard and still reeling from the previous attack, attempts to leap aside but is too slow. The electrical energy envelops him, coursing through his body with merciless fury. His muscles seize under the assault, and he is thrown backwards into the wall behind, his body smoking and scorched.
Aims'orreh, ready and alert, reacts just in time. He throws himself to the side, his reflexes honed from countless battles, allowing him to avoid the full brunt of the attack. The lightning grazes him, causing a jolt of pain that courses through his body, but it's less devastating than a direct hit would have been. A painful but bearable outcome given his robust constitution.
((You get what you get image-wise, I'm past fucking with it more to get something super accurate.
I rolled the saving throws for you, for sake of time... Aaaaaaaaand rolled a crit-1 for Aims. Doesn't necessarily mean any more than him taking the full brunt of the attack though.
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Aims takes 9 points of lightning damage.
Aims would be bleeding out at -3 HP, but...
Miraculously, his half-orc resilience manifests at the brink of consciousness; where death would claim another, Aims'orreh clings to life, gasping for breath, his eyes burning with stubborn defiance.
Nac also reacts with the honed reflexes of his monastic training. The dwarf rolls to the side, the lightning grazing him but not catching him fully in its devastating path.
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Nac takes 9 points of lightning damage.
He grunts as the energy singes his side, causing him pain but leaving him decidedly more intact than his barbarian companion. The wound sustained seems manageable for the rugged monk.
As the echo of the crackling blast fades, Sparkrender circles above, its breath weapon recharging, watching with cold intelligence as the effects of its attack become clear. The observatory, filled with the tang of ozone and the sharp scent of charred flesh, grows ominously quiet, save for the heavy breathing of the wounded and the low, menacing growl from Boltzmann. Aims'orreh struggles to his feet, his every movement a testament to his indomitable will, while Nac assesses their dire situation, his mind racing for a tactical advantage with the enemy now out of melee range.
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((Aww shucks, Boltzmann's Deflect Attack reaction doesn't work when the enemy is flying more than 5ft above it. Although honestly I rolled it all as if it did anyway and it wouldn't have changed anything, as rolls against Aims would have advantage from him using Reckless Attack and cancel out. Nac succeeded in both rolls.
Sparkrender is still flying 20ft up.
@Nae'blis you're up))
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