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Hmm

The slime is acting right after this, you and your buddy are still fairly near to the slime

Well uh

Can I have my skellington get in between me and the slime

Since you moved up between the tortoise

and than

If you want

Hold its action?

Well sure

so it's the slime's turn

/r d20

@Gent: d20 = (4) = 4

well played slime

He seeps into the ground.

Well played

oh

well geez

You see heat emanating off the floor.

oh boy!

He casts the spell firestorm

Let's see some reflex saves

good thing he got a 4

Can’t hurt that bad

hahahah

I shouldn't even be rolling for spells to hit, but I think it's more fun this way

/r d20

@Rusp: d20 = (14) = 14

It's in the urealms spirit

Mmm

skelington need one

/r d20

@Rusp: d20 = (19) = 19

this fucking skelington

Holy shit

he is

a god

So the reflex save was to jump out of the way...

Hold on

/r d20

@Gent: d20 = (18) = 18

So, due to your fever you failed the save

yeah

I imagined

But since this is a matter of reacting....

The skeleton can use his successful save to sacrifice himself for you

I imagine you'll take it

wah

my.. my god skelly

He's your summon anyway, not like it's a loss

He can pull a mr. piccolo

Well if he dies

If he dies who cares

Neither of us two can deal damage

so we’d be fucked

If you think you can't outrun a slime

You're closer to the stairwell than it

I mean

Fine

So not-bopen is taking a firestorm, right?

Im not happy about it

but fine

I’m going to salute him

On his way out

/r 4d6

@Gent: 4d6 = (6+4+2+5) = 17

Poor guy

he didn’t deserve this

Fire spirals out from the ground, in seemingly random locations. Seeing the ground beneath his feet glow red from heat, the psychic jumps out of the way. Unfortunately, you noticed it to late. Just as you feel your demise coming, your bloody skeleton rams into you shoulder first. A geyser of swirling flame engulfs it, causing the bones to crack apart.

Your turn

gods speed my friend

gods speed

let’s fucking run

Alright, you and your bff hobble out of the room, keeping each other supported. Even in your beaten state, a slime shouldn't be much of a contender. Following down the path the tortoise revenant went, you can see the sides of the walls were widen out by the might of his body. You pass by the bloody trampled body of an imp, the tortoise's first victim, seeming to have sent a warning to the rest of the stampeding demons.

wow

we would’ve died if we had to fight him, huh?

Psychic: gasping "So, where to?"

Proooooobably?

/r d20

@Gent: d20 = (8) = 8

“Good question..”