[d&d] Masin Campaign [full]

Piplue flies straight into the green one his shock batons crackling with electrical energy as he pounds it into a pulp.

Main hand attack rolls
Attack 1:19 (THE PAIN)+7= hit
Attack 2:16+7= hit

Off hand attack rolls
Attack 3:5+7= miss



Main hand damage
Attack 1: 2(Mag blud)+3(Light)+4dex
Attack 2: 4(mag blud)+2(light)+4 dex


19 damage total
14 blud
5 lighting


An odd spider like gizmoe with 3 pronged legs and an odd skeletal like mechanical hand starts scurrying on piplue searching for something in one of his vest pockets it crawls out with an odd canister

Piplue:"Clear the stage quickly! I don't want anyone caught in the blast it can be disorienting"

 

I'll just go ahead and do my turn and wait for @Riven to confirm damage.

I run around in front of Hera and unleash two blasts of raw, humming energy from my right palm.

Blast 1 (targeting green): 7 + 10 = 17 to hit
Damage: 10 + 4 = 14 force damage, which should kill it regardless of exactly how much damage Thom's attack did. Just for dramatic effect, I use repelling blast to launch it back 10 feet.

Blast 2 (targeting blue): 5 + 10 = 15 to hit
Damage: 8 + 4 = 12 force damage. Again, this should kill it and send it flying back.

 

After all this the bodies are decimated, and they are completely still as blood finally creeps out from the masses of flesh and bone.
The giant shield and crooked wand float in the air after the wielders are vanquished before the shield splits in four and then eights, until it vanished completely. The wand sinks into the floor and becomes a puddle of mist, spreading through the air and out of reality. Voices of damnation curl around and into your ears.

Shield?: “Onc..e again.. b...ut strong..er..”
Staff?: “Send.. word.. it’..s true.. retur..n greater..”

Then, you hear a commotion outside. There’s people talking frantically.

 

I'll walk my way outside to see what's the commotion is about.

 

Sparks continue to dance around my right gauntlet as I examine the wreckage on stage.

"... this is perturbing. Those musicians, though it seems doubtful that that is what they actually were, seemed to be waiting for me."

Spoiler: DM Only

I try directing my attention outward towards my patrons, on the slim hope that they decide to provide some actual answers for once.

I begin heading outside.

 

Does there appear to be anything of value on the corpses?

 

Nothing but clothes. There is some money in an instrument case that has been flung across the stage by the battle.

 

I take the money
Could you describe the clothes?

 

As you open the door, a few (about 5) people with armor and weapons shove you aside. They appear to be guards. As they pour into the inn, they see the aftermath of the fight on the stage.
To them, three humans lie on a stage dead and destroyed with a group of people with weapons surrounding them.
One of the guards shouts towards you all: “What the hell?! Who are you people?!””

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56 gp
The clothes look like they were nice cloaks and dress pants/vests before, but are now burning and tattered.

 

I regard them coldly, not that there are many other ways I can regard people with my face concealed.

"Not to be rude, but I believe this is beyond the jurisdiction of a village guard."

 

Neat

I step forward
”My dear guards, you seem to have misunderstood the situation. These men were pretending to be ordinary musicians, but when everyone had left they geared up and attacked us! They were, however, no match for us, and we managed to hold our own against their strange weaponry. Sadly it disintegrated, so in case you want that for proof, too bad. I would advise you to look into the waiters who serve at this restaurant. One of them at least seemed to have some connection to the men who attacked us.”
Persuasion if required: 7+7=14

 

I try to act a bit drunk.
"To be honest *hic*, I didn't touch any of them."

 

At this, I saunter over and collect my arrow from the blue one

 

Well today was a big day.
...
Let me just confidently walk into the kitchen and hope no one questions me. Also, grab my items lel.

 

Piplue loads his batons away and the mechanical hand scuries into a pocket

 

I sling my bow over my back again and...

Slowly follow Tsu's character into the kicthen (while signaling to Aaron to just head back outside).

 

I stride over to where I was sitting, pick up Piplue’s drink, pour it out on the bar, and hold the glass at the ready.

 

Guard 1: “The owner and main waiter of this establishment says otherwise.”
From outside, the strange waiter walks in with a greater slump than before.

Waiter 3: “Yes.. this is them. They entered my restaurant and drove everyone out once they attacked the entertainment. I managed to escape and came to inform you all.”
“They killed those people, arrest them! Do you not see that one there taking their arrow out of their body? And the other stealing!”

 

"I dispute that claim. This man, if that is actually what he is, directed the musicians to attack me and then absconded."

"And you!" I address @Oskhol1 's character. "Leave the gold. You're not helping our case here."

 

I watch them to see if the put the gold back, readying to throw the glass if they don’t.