[ A completely unarmored wizard doesn't stand a chance against that claw swipe. Neither do Caleb's pajamas, for that matter. He stumbles back, clutching the shredded front of his shirt and the bleeding scratches beneath, getting closer to Fjord in the relative safety of Marine Layer.
He hears Jester's shout, connects it to the bag laying open on the floor (general intelligence check, natural 20!!), and curses again. ]
Grab the Bag of Holding, it's going to escape!
[ That someone should probably not be him, or he's going to be shredded. In an effort to help, however, he drags a sticky drop of molasses across his palm and casts Slow (wisdom save, Bagman fails with an 8) to reduce the creature's speed and keep it from completely carving up whoever intercepts it.
But the room isn't large, and even at half speed it makes it close to the bag, its long, spindly arms reaching out toward it. ]
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He hears Jester's shout, connects it to the bag laying open on the floor (general intelligence check, natural 20!!), and curses again. ]
Grab the Bag of Holding, it's going to escape!
[ That someone should probably not be him, or he's going to be shredded. In an effort to help, however, he drags a sticky drop of molasses across his palm and casts Slow (wisdom save, Bagman fails with an 8) to reduce the creature's speed and keep it from completely carving up whoever intercepts it.
But the room isn't large, and even at half speed it makes it close to the bag, its long, spindly arms reaching out toward it. ]
[ Bagman 415 (no HP regain), now Slowed. ]