Deadwood Deer
Ten Thousand Club
Between spellfire the goblin was laying out, carefully arced over the magic field to still hit, wasn't making it easy to prepare for the soul gem bomb attack. Even Emfa and Joanne had to weave around the tarrasque to avoid getting an eldritch blast to the face.
"It's a warlock!", Adran realized out loud, "Only warlocks can use eldritch- - oof!" Wood elf met wood as Adran took one to the chest and hit a tree. "Motherfu-" he charged a pair of blast arrows and fired back at the goblin, momentarily forgetting that, hey, this spell concentrates a lot of force in a tiny area until he heard rocks moving. "Ah, shit."
"Afksinena!"
"Never mind!"
"It's a warlock!", Adran realized out loud, "Only warlocks can use eldritch- - oof!" Wood elf met wood as Adran took one to the chest and hit a tree. "Motherfu-" he charged a pair of blast arrows and fired back at the goblin, momentarily forgetting that, hey, this spell concentrates a lot of force in a tiny area until he heard rocks moving. "Ah, shit."
"Afksinena!"
"Never mind!"