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/r d20

@Rusp: d20 = (3) = 3

amazing

And you too

we’re most likely not winning this

The mage is now panicking as his clothes are set on fire.

unless these other guys are extremely powerful

One of the monkeys gets enraged.

/r d20+5

@Gent: d20+5 = (18)+5 = 23

He absorbs the souls of his two fallen monkeys, and grows larger in size.

You know rusp

You should be taking more special items with you

So it's not just a numbers game all the time

And you know, pick spells

Even if I had them

well like

I thought this guy would have them

Also

That’s what my dragon was for

he had fire

but uh

he’s not here

Well, something to remember about your guy

What's his thing?

he’s an angel

No he's not

He's an aasimar

he’s a pseudo angel

What's he like?

an angel

So boring and fake?

uh

sure

Fantastic

Anyway, we've got ourselves a gorilla here

He's gonna lunge out at the muscular guy.

/r d20+7

@Gent: d20+7 = (19)+7 = 26

oh baby

The other monkey is gonna breathe out a smog.

/r d20

@Gent: d20 = (20) = 20

uh

So the entire battlefield is covered in smog.

everyone feels sick

The fey start barfing

it’s uh

nvm

So...everyone would be nauseated now

That means you can't take any actions, other than moving

Wow

thrilling

The monkeys are immune to this, of course

So we're gonna need fortitude checks every round

No, he moved back to cast his spell

All right

Okay, give me a fort save

/r d20

@Rusp: d20 = (8) = 8

man

You keel over clutching your head.

/r d20+4

@Gent: d20+4 = (8)+4 = 12

The big guy can't do much either.

/r d20+1

@Gent: d20+1 = (8)+1 = 9

The thin guy is screaming at the top of his lungs.

But the fey....

/r d20-2

@Gent: d20-2 = (20)-2 = 18

/r d20-2

@Gent: d20-2 = (6)-2 = 4

/r d20-2

@Gent: d20-2 = (10)-2 = 8

/r d20-2

@Gent: d20-2 = (15)-2 = 13

So, one of them is perfectly fine...the one currently grappling your friend.

Wew

Two of them cover their faces utterly disgusted. They actually retreat.