09-14-2020, 02:57 PM
[[Not sure if I've changed anything for you guys, but I edited the roll20 map to reveal what Vidar sees. Hopefully it worked. The polygon is...well, I'll try to describe it properly.]]
As Vidar slips into a room cramped with all sorts of oddities and paraphernalia, he sees a pair of mites flanking an...odd contraption that looks like a little like a cross between a miniature catapult and a dutch oven. It is cobbled together out of hardened sycamore twigs and various bric-a-brac and the creatures have been taking turns pointing it at each other, loading it with a small caltrop, and attempting to launch said caltrop into their mouths. When it actually does succeed, the struck mite swallows the caltrop, laughs inanely, and the two yell exultantly. It's a rather odd display. As Vidar enters, though, they turn the odd contraption directly towards him and release a caltrop...which misses him entirely and embeds in the wall behind him.
[[Initiatives, please. And remember that all attack rolls are made at -2 in the Sycamore.]]
As Vidar slips into a room cramped with all sorts of oddities and paraphernalia, he sees a pair of mites flanking an...odd contraption that looks like a little like a cross between a miniature catapult and a dutch oven. It is cobbled together out of hardened sycamore twigs and various bric-a-brac and the creatures have been taking turns pointing it at each other, loading it with a small caltrop, and attempting to launch said caltrop into their mouths. When it actually does succeed, the struck mite swallows the caltrop, laughs inanely, and the two yell exultantly. It's a rather odd display. As Vidar enters, though, they turn the odd contraption directly towards him and release a caltrop...which misses him entirely and embeds in the wall behind him.
[[Initiatives, please. And remember that all attack rolls are made at -2 in the Sycamore.]]
