When You're a Mystery Kid

Critical Roll

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Coralynn peered up from behind the rock that she's currently using for cover, looking at the massive, ancient red dragon that her party had been battling. It is currently hovering above the pool of lava that it emerged from, roaring furiously. They've been battling for quite some time, and it shows; the fearsome dragon looks badly beaten, but she couldn't tell just how close the dragon is to being dead.

Coralynn turned to her companion, Raziel, who is taking cover beside her. "We're getting close. What're our options?" she asked.

"To be perfectly frank, not much." Raziel replied, his gaze anxiously fixed on the dragon. "Our druid and gunsmith are unconscious, our warlock and sorcerer are out of spells, our cleric has been literally paralyzed in fear all this time, and I'm pretty sure we're out of potions."

Coralynn frowned. "I asked for options, not bad news."

"Well, if you want options, why don't you think one up?! I'm a bit busy right now!" Raziel barked back. At that moment, the dragon let loose a fire breath directed at the pair, only for the jet of fire to be blocked by a barrier. However, Raziel looks visibly strained, and the barrier seems to be weakening.

Coralynn looked around, the situation being exactly as Raziel described it. Lilian and Nephros, the party's sorcerer and warlock respectively, are ducking behind the cover of a boulder halfway across the battlefield. With them are the unconscious forms of Maybell and Wranbek, the party's druid and gunsmith. Lastly, Niall, the party's cleric, is cowering behind a rock all the way back across the battlefield.

Like Raziel said, not a lot of options.

Coralynn growled. "Ah, screw it!"

Without warning, she bolted out from her cover and charged straight at the red dragon. Her companions could only watch, speechless, as the barbarian sprinted at full speed with both swords drawn. With a fearsome battle cry, she leapt at the dragon and-

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"Wait, you're trying to do what?!" Dipper asked, surprised.

"I jump from the cliff at the dragon and try to attack it with both of my swords." Coraline repeated. "The cliff's edge is within my movement speed. I can do it, right?"

The others gathered around the table simply watched wide-eyed as Coraline's insane plan unfolds in front of them.

Dipper is still slightly taken aback. "Well, I mean, you can certainly try."

"Then I try it."

"In that case, roll an athletics check to see if you succeed the jump." Dipper said, regaining his composure.

"Coraline, what the hell are you doing?!" Lili exclaimed, her fingers pulling at her hair.

"Killing this thing!" Coraline shot back, rolling the 20-sided die.

"Oh god, can I just... can I cast Featherfall on her?" Lili asked desperately.

"Coralynn is just outside of the spell's range, unfortunately." Dipper replied with a somewhat sympathetic smile. Lili leaned back with a look of frustration.

"DM, I got a twenty six on that athletics check." Coraline said after a quick check on her character sheet.

"Twenty six?!" Wybie parroted in disbelief.

"Yeah, I rolled a nineteen and I have a plus seven on athletics." Coraline explained.

Dipper simply nodded. "Alright, so... 'With a fearsome battle cry, Coralynn leapt from the cliff, over the lava pool not even a hundred feet below, at the red dragon. The dragon roared, seemingly in response to Coralynn's battle cry. The swords Coralynn wields in both hands almost glows from the light and heat emanating from the lava below as she swings them downward.' Go ahead and make an attack roll."