[ first of all, gross! gross, gross, gross!!!! he is going to become a vegetarian after this, swear to god.
but the light's a good sign, and he's grateful for the way the fire and the holy light banish the creature for a few moments and the holy light burns its flesh. the pick drives into the arm to stall and he takes out an eye. granted, he immediately yells out in surprise when it's replaced by a whole face.
bad. badbadbad.
the tentacles lash out and with his nat 20 and also advantage i guess, jesus, he's able to dodge them. the immediate response is to shoot it again, aiming directly for the meat of the arm itself to try and render that useless. and he's darting ahead to grab a shovel to attempt cleaving down on another tentacle that's going for whoever's about to get their shit wrecked. he's fine? adrenaline's helping. this is the best he can do, and he's 100% not paying attention to the fact he only has one shot left of his plasma gun. but i am. ]
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but the light's a good sign, and he's grateful for the way the fire and the holy light banish the creature for a few moments and the holy light burns its flesh. the pick drives into the arm to stall and he takes out an eye. granted, he immediately yells out in surprise when it's replaced by a whole face.
bad. badbadbad.
the tentacles lash out and with his nat 20 and also advantage i guess, jesus, he's able to dodge them. the immediate response is to shoot it again, aiming directly for the meat of the arm itself to try and render that useless. and he's darting ahead to grab a shovel to attempt cleaving down on another tentacle that's going for whoever's about to get their shit wrecked. he's fine? adrenaline's helping. this is the best he can do, and he's 100% not paying attention to the fact he only has one shot left of his plasma gun. but i am. ]