Orders: Attack whatever we're attacking
Alright little buddy, just attack whatever I do. Got it?
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Taking the construct's silence as affirmation, you begin to narrate your actions as you prepare to launch an epic strike!
Steeling his resolve, the Son of James swore to free and strike down the foul demon with the funny name! He gave the button that would free the fiend a good, long, look, before pressing it with authority. With a dramatic hiss, the stasis cage faded from this world, and the horrible Incubus was loose! Ready to strike, the Son of James dashes forward to meet his foe!
"Uggghhh... Where the earth am I? Why do I feel like I was up till 3am drinking with Moloch? Oh... Gross. Human child running. Should probably kill that before it kills me."Pinkubus charges foward to intercept you, as you lack the movement speed to cover the distance between it and the button in a single round. Once it reaches your position, it lays into you with sharp teeth and even sharper tail.
Bite to Hit: 3 + 4 = 7
Tail Slap to Hit: 14 + 4 = 17
Tail Slap Damage: 1+2 = 3
You manage to dodge the Incubus' fangs, but doing so moves your head right into the fiend's fast moving bladed tail! You are struck in the cheek and blood is drawn. You are grateful that the attack missed the major artery in your neck by a few inches.
"Damn. Why you kids always make me kill you? I don't even get all that much out of doing you in when you are this young."You choose to ignore your enemies' banter, and continue narrating and delivering your attack.
Fueled by righteous indignation, the Son of James endured the foul demon's strike! In lashing out with its tail, the fiend had put itself right where the human wanted it. Without so much as a moment of hesitation, the Son of James brought down his mighty machete upon his foe with all his might!
To Hit: 2 + 2 + 10 = 14
Damage: 6 + 10 = 16
Your swing isn't very accurate. By all accounts it should have been wide by a significant margin, but as fate would have it the weakened incubus picked the exact wrong moment to lose his footing and stumble in the worst possible way. Pinkubus' neck manages to find itself directly in the path of your machete. Your swing isn't very accurate, but it doesn't lack power. With a soft *thwip* you take your foe's head clean off!
+1 Triumphant MemoryThe Incubus' remains begin to disintegrate into the same fine yellow powder that the Imphants in the last room did. Unlike the Impfants however, you note several large lumps, indicating that there might be some items buried within this pile of Hecksulphur.
Just as you are about to start digging, you feel hot breath on your shoulder. You turn to see High Corporal Dresh Skinflayer looking over your shoulder. He doesn't seem aggressive, but you make a note that bugbears can be sneaky.
"Well, none o' that stuff smells cursed, lad, so I think our business has fokking concluded here. It was nice meeting and not having to torture ya. I'll be on me way. If ya ever find more cursed stuff ya need to get rid of, look me up. I usually can be found in Da Grease Hole, a dungeon ya can access through the bottom o' the ball pit at any Ralph-E-Rat Pizza. Me wife Tiffany runs security for the goblin merchant there, so my ilk is not hard ta find. Thanks again fer not killing me!"With that the bugbear returns to his corner, and resumes suckling the oil lamp.
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