[D&D] IC: The Burning Plague One-Shot

[Foolster41]

[[OOC: http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=101954
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Characters:
Edwin as Nahel Half-elf Paladin [M]: 12/12 HP
Another_Poet as Ian the Dwarf Fighter [M]: 3/12 HP
shaddy_24 as Marril the Human Bard [M?]: 6/6 HP
Tichrondrius as Edda Half-Orc Bezerker [F]: 5/15 HP
Qualia as Eleor the Gnome Cleric [F]: 4/9 HP
Darktanaa as Cysan the Elvin Ranger [M]: 8/8 HP
]]

You have gathered at the city hall of the town called Duvik's pass. It is a fairly prosperous town located in the Serphentcoil mountains. You have a seat with the others who have apparently come for the same reason, a call for adventurers to solve a problem of some sort that the town was having. Unfortunitly the flier you saw didn't specify what it was.

The Mayor enters and sits behind his desk.

"Greetings" the man says. "I am the mayor-" the man is interrupted by a fit of coughing. He clears his throat and resumes. "Excuse me. I am mayor Christoff Sanders. As you well know, we are looking for adventurers to solve a problem here, though you probably don't know what it is. It started around four months ago with a strange sickness. We lost much livestock first and the elderly, the ill and our children were lost to it. We believe that the source is our well water, which source runs from the mines. Unfortunately this is not the only problem. The young workers of the mine who entered about a half-month ago haven't returned, and we fear the worst. We ask that you help us, and we will reward you. You should see Steffan Doverspeak, you can buy anything you need from him."

[[If you wish to move on, let me know, or you can further talk to Christoff]]

[Darkantra]

Cysan

Snorting, the elf wearing a set of leather studded striped with iron bands walks up to the mayor and gives him a hearty thump on the shoulder to embolden the man, not really realizing that Christoff is sick. Unlike most elves, this one is quite doughy with a stomach that has obviously seen more than three meals a day. Interestingly, his armor has stretched to accomodate his girth, with the bands of metal almost looking like a girdle around his ample carriage. His hair as well is unusually cropped short for an elf, and its dark brown hue lies in stark contrast to his pale skin.

"No problem, now that you've got experts here it'll get sorted in no time," he turns to the others and rubs his hands together, "Well, come on! Let's get going, we can all get introduced on the way! The sooner we get on our way the sooner we'll be done."

He pauses in the door-frame, making hurry-up motions with his hands to the rest of you.

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

The burly orc woman with several scars looks to be thinking for a long time, before saying anything. "Yeah, if something needs smashing in that cave, you can be sure i'll give it to them." She says in a thick orcish accent, and nods in satisfaction of her answer, then looks over at Cysan. "Don't you worry cute stuff, I'm coming." She continued with a wink at him, and walked over.

[Edwin]

The skinny, armor-clad elf looked at the muscaler orc woman and the other, larger-than average elf. He frowned his nose ever so slightly. Buffoons.
He turned his attention to the mayor, and greeted him with a friendly smile.
"We, or I, will take care of your problems, good sir. With or without a reward.", he said as he walked towards the door.

[Another_Poet]

Ian

"Not so quick," barks a dwarf in the back of the room. He strides over to the doorway on his short legs, as if to block it. He's as wide as a ponjy and covered neck-to-knee in glistening metal scales, each coloureda slightly different earth tone with occasional blue.

"I think we should hear the reward before we go. And if the elf doesn't want it, she can forego her share." His eyes glisten and a grin crosses his face as he glances at the thinner of the two elves.

((Edwin: Yep, I know your char is male. :P ))

[Edwin]

Sporting an angry glare at the greedy dwarf, Nahel barked back in a quick and decisive manner;"I though I made it clear that the reward was of no importance. Not to real heroes, anyway."

Ignoring the comment questioning his masculinity, Nahel continued:"But maybe you aren't one of such kind, eh?", his eyes glowing faintly blue as he uttered the last syllable.

[Another_Poet]

Ian

The dwarf tilts his head and his grin widens. He tries his best not to take the bait...

"Maybe I'm not. Only way to tell is to give me the reward and see if I spend it at the bar or at the temple. Could help a lot of orphans... or a lot of hired ladies. Of course, once you give up your share, you don't have a say in where it goes, do you? So are you sure you don't care about it?"

Glancing at the Mayor, he asks again: "So how much are we talking, your Excellency?"

[Edwin]

"I think I should hold on to my share. That way, I can direct it somewhere it'll actually do some good."

And not without a little flinch or two in his stern gaze, he looked around the room and added:"And no, consorts do not count."

He smiled and turned towards the other adventurers.

[Another_Poet]

Ian

The dwarf chuckles a deep, bellowing chuckle. "Well met, skinny." And he directs his gaze back at the mayor.

[Foolster41]

The mayor opens his mouth to answer Ian and is cut short with coughing. "We are prepared to give 100 gold coins from the profits of the mines to each of you for your help."

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"Consorts count." Edda replies, a little offended. "At least I'm making those boys work for their pay when they see me coming." She continued, proudly.

"100? What are we still doing here? Come on, y'all." The orc lady yelled, her orcish accent shining. She only paused to elbow the skinnier elf. "You don't need consorts, you got me." The half-orc laughed gruffly and winked at him. "I like elves." She clarified.

[shaddy_24]

Merril

The beardless blond man shook his head. He usually stayed out of these things, but this group could be interesting. It may make an interesting story in any case... and the mayor obviously needed the help.
"I'll come too." he moved away from the back wall he'd been leaning against. "However much I may regret it later." This is an interesting group.

[Another_Poet]

Ian

Ian raises his eyebrow. "Only a hundred?" he guffaws.

He shrugs and looks at the others in the group. "Ah well, could be fun. Oh, and tell your people not to worry. We'll get this sorted."

He heads out with the others.

[Foolster41]

[[I'm going to assume you're moving on. I assume you're going to want to go to the shop first, right?]]

The shop, located not far from the square is a fairly sized shop, filled with shelves of mostly mundane useful goods of warm clothing, food, pickaxes, torches and the like. On one shelf has a small selection of alchemical goods including healing potions, two each of tanglefoot bags, bottles of acid, antitoxins, and alchemic fires.

Behind the counter is a portly human in his mid thirties, with a fiery red hair and a full but groomed beard. "Welcome!" he booms out. "You must be The adven'urers hired to help us! Come in! I have a pre'y good selec'ion here, I'm sure you'll all find wha' you need."

[Another_Poet]

Ian

Ian strides up and gives the shopkeeper a mock punch, meant to be friendly but probably a little painful nonetheless. Given the dwarf's height, the punch lands in the human's big belly.

"We're not adventurers. We're danger negotiation specialists." The dwarf scans the wares, moving right past the shoddy human-made swords and spears and tools. His eyes light up when he sees strings of sausages hanging from the rafters. And salted pig... and lard... and "Mmmmm!" He shoves an uncooked, fatty rasher into his mouth and swallows it nearly without chewing. "Ep, e'll meed mations. Ish duff ish all *swallow* free, right? Provisions for the assignment?"



I'd like to take sausages and cured meat equivalent to "10 chunks of" (3 gp). Additionally, 4 trail rations worth of disgusting pickled objects (2 gp). I'm also going to go to the pub next door and get a two-firkin (10 gallon) cask of ale. It weighs 16 lbs and costs 2 gp. So that's a total of 7 gp - Foolster, would you mind updating my sheet for me?

[Qualia]

Eleor

A small gnome pushes her way past Ian and accosts the shopkeeper.

"Don't pay the dwarf no mind, he don't mean you no harm."

She turns and slaps his hand as he reaches for another sausage.

"There'll be time enough for eating once the task is done."

Turning back to the shopkeeper, she brushes the hair back from her face and smiles.

"Now, as you'll know, we'll be needing some supplies so's we can travel to the mine and ensure it's safe for the folk here in the village. I'm sure you have some provisions that you can spare us, and I'll be sure t' mention t' everyone that you helped us out."

She gives the man a knowing wink.

[Foolster41]

[[I would have started you all with a discount, but I thought that would be much considering you're starting with full gold. You're going to have to work for that discount. :smallsmile:]]

[[Edit: Crap. My compy ate my last post.]]

The shopkeeper scowls at the dwarf, "Well, I was told to give you the ras'ions you need, the res' you can buy here. Times have been pre'y hard on us la'ely."

The man smiles at the gnome's wink. "Well, let me think a moment about tha'."

[[Qualia: Roll a diplomacy check..]]

[Darkantra]

Cysan

The portly elf gins at Edda and gives his stomach a slap.

"What's not to like about us pointy ears? I'm just as fast as any one of my race but there's more to love as well."

In the store he grabs multiple armfuls of goods, completely disregarding the negotiations taking place.

"Aha! I love these... that's a good one... should have one of these... can't get enough of that..."

Once his waddling around is done he jams the coin down onto the counter and starts strapping on his new supplies.

Alright, I'm picking up the following: tanglefoot bag x1, alchemist's fire x1, a buckler, 1 more quiver of arrows, a morningstar, 2 sunrods and 1 more torches. That should bring my total to 98 gp and 1 cp.

[Foolster41]

[[Darktana: Heh. That last post made me laugh especially, the guy grabbing up stuff, slaming down the coins and playing with the stuff is great.
You've all been having a lot of fun with the traits it seems and doing a really good job of it. Love it. :smallsmile:

Edit: Darn, didn't see the spoiler was the stuff, thought it was part of your sig. Doh.]]

[Qualia]

Eleor


unskilled diplomacy check [roll]1d20+1

[Qualia]

Eleor

Let's try that again :smallredface:


unskilled diplomacy check [roll0]

[Another_Poet]

Ian

The dwarf scowls at the bossy gnome, but then takes one sausage-greased hand and tussles the little thing's hair (alternately, ruffles her cap, if she's wearing one). "Aww, you can't reach can you? No need to be jealous... Here!"

He practically has to jump to get a hold of another sausage, but the irony is lost on him. An entire string of the things falls down on him and he tears one off for the gnome.

Seeing Cysan's behaviour, he grins with glee. "Now that's an elf I can share a hole with! What do you call yourself, tall one?"

[Edwin]

Staring angrily at both the dwarf and the portly elf, Nahel almost silently mumbled;"Ragtag outlaws.."

He walked over to the counter, put down five silver pieces, and apologized to the shopkeeper on the party's behalf for eating without paying.

"I am sure you'll forgive us, we meant no harm. Now, would it be possible for me to buy a thunderstone or two?"

[Another_Poet]

Ian

After wiping his hand on his pants Ian produces coins of his own and pays for his vittles. "Relax," he breathes. "I wouldn't steal."

Carrying his sack of meat to the door, he announces, "I'm goin' to the pub. Give a shout when you're ready."

((Ian leaves to buy his 10 gallon cask of porter. I don't need to roleplay that, I can do it off-stage to make it quicker.))

[Edwin]

Nahel raises an eyebrow as the stubby little man hands the money over the counter. Not entirely ragtag after all, he thought to himself.

"Keep the money anyway." he said to the shopkeeper, turned on his heels and walked in the same direction as the dwarf.

Before he stepped over the threshold, he pitched a glance at the others, and with a small smile, he proclaimed:" Wanna get started?".

[Foolster41]

The shopkeeper winks a few times and rubs at his eye with his finger. "Sorry, I had something in my eye."

[[Attitude doesn't change.]]

"I'm afraid I don' have any thunders'ones, sir. We import all our alchemical stuff from the next town, so we don' really impor' much. These tangglefoo' bags are very handy however." he says, picking up one of the bags. The shopkeeper looks at the money accumulated on the counter. "Like I said, the food is free, I jus' didn' like all the grabbing withou' doin' i' all nea' like. I don' take money unearned, but if you insis' I'll take i' from the total of the other gear bought. I'll return the difference if any later."

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"Hey there, handsome." Edda says, winking at the shop keep and pulling out a bag of money. "Surely you'd give a discount to a delicate flower like me?" She continues, leaning on the counter attempting to show off her half-orc cleavage.

"Now, darlin', i'll take some of those Tanglefoo' bags you was so proud of, and give meh a new waterskin, and i'd like a few rations for the road, like dim pickle thingy, but for some fun i'll get some of those chunks of meat, cause I need to keep me girlish figur'." The orcish girl belts out, and then proceeds to slowly count out her money.

Bought a Tanglefoot Bag, 10 chunks of meat, 4 rations, and a water skin totaling to too... 56 gold. Leaving me with 45.

[Foolster41]

[[Edda: Roll a diplomacy check]]

[Darkantra]

Cysan

Seeing Edda and the others grab food and waterskins Cysan slaps his forehead.

"There I go again, they don't call me "Get the hell away from our rations!" Cysan for nothing. I always keep forgetting to buy food," to the shopkeeper he snorts, "Nonsense! I think we're all old enough to shop as we like, piles or no piles!"

He haphhazardly grabs one jar of pickled onions, one jar of pickled pig ears, a roll of dried sausages, an armful of whatever fruit looks the best 2 rations and a waterskin, again piling everything on the table and practically ricocheting his coin off the counter towards the shopkeeper. He doesn't do this with any ill intent, it just seems as if that's his way of shopping by the wide smile on his face. His purchasing done he follows the dwarf out the door.

"I'll hit the pub too, see if they have a nice skin of ale I can grab," he slaps the burly dwarf on the back, "And Cysan's my name! After this is done let's toast a drink together," he makes a not so subtle pointing gesture towards the paladin, "Some of my kind are too uptight for their own good but I'm as loose as a goose running away from moose in some spruce."

[Tichrondrius]

Whoops.
[roll0]

[shaddy_24]

Marril

The blond man sighs and steps forwards. "Please forgive my companions actions. I assure you, we will be doing all we can to help you and yours. A little extra help might not go unappreciated though..." The last bit is more of an off hand comment as he looks over the weapons available. Selecting a regular crossbow and a few bolts, he carefully places them on the counter. "If you don't mind, I would like these."

First [roll0]

Next, taking a light crossbow and 20 bolts. Costs 37 gold, minus any if I get a discount. Otherwise, grabbing some free trail rations. A few days worth, nothing more.

[Edwin]

"I do insist that you keep the money, good sir. However, if it'll make you feel better, I'd like a few days worth of rations, plus one of those.. tanglefoot bags, was it? I'll pay whatever it'll cost in addition, of course."

The paladin smiles friendly while speaking to the shopkeeper, ignoring the dwarf and elf's ever so subtle comments and gestures.

[Foolster41]

The shopkeeper smiles at Edda. "Well, I guess I can give you all a li'le discount, say Ten percen'? You are helping us ou' and all."

[[I'm going to figure out the totals all at the end when everyone's done shopping.]]

[Another_Poet]

So does anyione need anything else or can we assume we leave with our supplies and get to the fighting?

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"Well, thankye, sir." Edda says with a wink, and pokes him with her elbow. "And with that, I'm spending the rest of this free floating cash on booze." She announces loudly, moving to join the other at the bar.

[Foolster41]

[[Last call. I'm going to assume moving on in 24 hours.]]

[Qualia]

Eleor

The gnome makes her way around the store, picking various items up, evaluating them and keeping some whilst putting others back. Once she has finished, she brings her pile of goods to the counter.


Eleor grabs 3 days worth of rations, a healers kit (50gp), a bag of caltrops (1gp), 2 flasks of oil (2sp), a signal whistle (8sp) and 2 Tindertwigs (2gp)

Total cost = 54gp

[Foolster41]

[[Figuring out costs (with the discounts and free supplies) and updating the character sheets. Moving on to the actual quest soon. (DONE)

Oops. Everyone should have a waterskin already (You'd be pretty crazy to be traveling without one.). Assume you have one, though I haven't added it in to all the sheets yet. I've noticed that only 5/7 have shopped, so I'm going to do some prodding to make sure. If you don't want to buy anything please post to that effect.

Let me know if I missed something someone wanted to buy or some other mistake.

Another Poet:

TOTAL: 4g 5s (He doesn't count the cost of the rations.)

Darktana: I don't know how that other stuff works out since it's not listed, I'll just count it as part of the rations.
TOTAL: 88g 2s, 1c (Rounding up from .9c)

Shaddy:
TOTAL: 33g, 3s

Quala:
TOTAL: 48g, 6s

Tich:
TOTAL: 2g 7s

Edwin:
TOTAL: 45g
]]

[Another_Poet]

((I was using the cost and weight of ten "one gallons of ale". Sorry, I thought I explained it but I guess not. Anyway I assume I can get a 10 gallon cask, i.e. a two firkin cask, by buying 10 gallons at the PHB price.))

[Foolster41]

[[Ah. I see now.

Edit: I think you're counting weight wrong. It'd be 8 lb. * 10 or 80 lbs! I think you might want some thing less heavy. :smallsmile:. With it you're at a medium load.

I just realized Taco hasn't posted at all here, I'm going to prod him and move on and let him retroactively buy stuff real quick.]]

[Another_Poet]

((Hmm, good point. Okay, just 1 firkin.... 5 gallons x 8 lbs = 40 lbs barrel. I'll carry it on my back and drop it, if need be, the first round of any fight.))

[Foolster41]

[[So you know, you're still at medium load at 101 lbs., though you're a dwarf so I'm not sure it matters much.]]

The six of you (No one knows where the half ling has gotten to) approach the entrance to the mine. A cool breeze drifts down from the towering peaks of the Serpentcoil Mountains as you behold the entrance to the caverns. The frost-rimed ground is littered with tools, picks and shovels, some of which protrude from soft banks of snow. A single darkened shaft leads into the depths of the mine ahead. The dirt path beneath its wooden support structure is covered with stone debris, a few pieces of which occasionally glint with the slightest hint of ore. No light issues forth from the tunnel. Burnt-out torches are strewn across the floor, their brackets torn from the shaft walls. Behind you, the worn road leads back through the crags to the valley below. Aside from the quiet whistling of the wind, complete silence fills the small clearing within the mountains.

[Darkantra]

Cysan

Slapping his hands together and readying his longsword the portly elf strides to the front of the group.

"All right, I look to be the quietest out of the lot of us. The rest of you make enough noise to wake a drunk dwarf," he bows to Ian in respect for slumbering dwarves, "Just follow behind me oh, about 60 to 80 feet and I'll be able to see from the edges of your torchlight. With luck I'll see something before it hears you. All right, we got a plan!"

Without waiting for the others to agree to his plan Cysan begins tip-toeing quickly along the wall, strangely light on his feet for a man of his size.

Sneaking up just enough ahead of the party to get the benefit from low-light vision while sneaking ahead.

[roll0]
[roll1]

and in case something is close by...

[roll2]
[roll3]

Curse you Giant!

[Edwin]

Slowly moving to the entrance of the mine, Nahel drew his sword and readied his shield, lighting up the divine mojo, his eyes shining pale blue.

I cast Detect Evil on the darkness. (Yes, haha, funny indeed :smallamused:), to see if there is anything evil inside. Basically, that means if there is anything of evil alignment within 60 ft. of the mine entrance, I know it.

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"Okay then, you're the elf." Edda belts out, then shuts her trap and readies her fist, staying back a goody ways from the sneaking Cysan.

I cast... ready my dukes.

[Qualia]

Eleor

The small gnome produces a small torch and lights it as Cysan enters the mine. After giving the elf a minute or so to sneak ahead, she enters the mine entrance, holding the torch aloft to get a good view.

[Foolster41]

[[I forgot you each gain two role play tokens. These can be redeemed at any time for a +1 bonus to any roll. (May not be used when taking 10 or taking 20.).

Edwin: At least it's not magic missle. :smallsmile:]]

The tunnel is about 15 ft. wide and 10 ft. tall. After moving along at this pace after about 120 ft. or so the tunnel opens into a small, roughly rectangular chamber. Scattered chunks of silver ore surround an overturned pair of wooden carts. The lower half of what appears to be a human body juts out from beneath one of the cart’s edges. It shows no signs of movement. Dried blood is smeared across the northern wall in several places. Exits lead to the west and the east.

[Qualia]

Eleor

The gnome moves over towards the body trapped under the cart.

"We need to move this cart."

Once the cart has been moved, she checks on the body, just in case there are any signs of life.

"We should pile any bodies we find into a cart, so they can be brought out for burial."

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"I don't know, we're not really getting paid for that." Edda responds, watching him, and walks beyond the car. "Should we spilt up or what? I'll go with the elves, keep little old me company." She continued with a wink.

[Edwin]

Nahel continued through past the cart, while keeping his sword ready to strike.

Before getting too far into the mine, he stopped at yelled back towards the others;" Yeah, get any wounded or dead on that cart, and we'll escort them back to town. The least they deserve is to be put properly to rest."

He started walking though the mine tunnels, his eyes glowing still.

I'm glad you caught my very suble joke, Foolster. :smallsmile:

Also, I'll be casting Detect Evil once for every 30 ft. I walk.
Better safe than sorry, ya'know.

[Another_Poet]

Ian

Ian sets down his keg at the entrance of the large room, slightly to the side. He draws his axe and follows the wall of the room toward the western entrance, keeping silent and looking around as he goes. He is especially concerned about the stability (or instability) of the human-made tunnels.

[roll0]

[Foolster41]

[[Wait. Who's pushing the cart, and who is helping? Do others leave the room while this is happening, or wait until after?
Ian notices that it's a stone wall. :smallsmile:]]

[Darkantra]

Cysan

The portly half-elf slaps himself in the forhead and groans as everyone around him starts to yell across the room to each other.

"No, no no! People," he hisses so the sound travels to anyone, "You don't shout in an underground environment, everything just echoes," he rubs his temples in exasperation and glares at Nahel, "Lower your voice man, just because you want to go headlong into everything like a typical paladin doesn't give you the right to get the rest of us killed!"

"Now," he starts inspecting the dust on the ground, "give me a moment here and I might be able to work out if anyone's been by..."

Survival to find some tracks, specifically to determine who was here besides the human miners. If he finds some, he'll start tracking.

[roll0]

Oh, and Cysan is nowhere near the cart, as he's starting from the entrance and going outwards to detect tracks.

[shaddy_24]

Marril

Marril draws his new crossbow carefully. "I'll watch for any intruders. Can you all handle the cart?" Nice setting to start a story... "Dried blood streaked the walls of the room. The adventurers, along with I, entered fearlessly..."

Unless someone mentions otherwise, the bard loads his crossbow and keeps an eye on the tunnels as he continues to fantasize about his story.

All right then, spot checks in case anything tries to enter the room.
[roll0]
[roll1]

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

Edda followed along with the main group, not really helping and staying quiet, ready to tear the first thing that jumped out to shreds.

[Foolster41]

[[I'm going to wing it from what I gathered. People who mentioned the tunnels didn't mention either which ones they used or how far they go, so I'm going to assume everyone's pretty much together in the main room, (within the first square of one of the halls) And since Eleora is the only who seemed interested in pushing the cart, she pushed the cart.]]

Eleor pushes the cart aside, and she does, a stone falls from the body a deafening roar emanates from it.
[[Everyone: roll a fortitude check (The radius is 10' by the way, so the whole room is covered anyway).]]

Cysan: [[since this won't be effected by the trap]] There are a lot of foot prints here. Many adult sized and some quite a bit smaller. They scuffle all around, and there are larger marks on the ground, like someone laid there. The larger tracks come from the tunnel to the right and head to the room and stop. The smaller tracks go all over to and from all three directions. The tracks all seem pretty fresh, the smaller ones being fresher.

[Another_Poet]

Ian's fort save: [roll0]

The dwarf jumps at the noise and grips his axe tighter, looking around for enemies. He backs up against the wall to make sure he is safe.

[Edwin]

[roll0]
Also, writing this because the message was to short. Meh.

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"Ah what?" Edda yells, punching around in the air a few times without knowing whats going before noticing there aren't really any enemies.

[roll0]

[Darkantra]

Cysan

"All right," Cysan starts to rub his hands together and looks up at the others, "I think that I..."

[roll0]

[Qualia]

Eleor

The gnome mutters under her breath as she is forced to move the cart by herself, but her complaints are quickly drowned out by the sudden explosion of noise.


Fortitude [roll0]

[Foolster41]

Cysan realizes that he can't hear what he just said! Edwin looks to his companions, seeing Cysan and Edda moving their mouths, but no sound coming from it. Cysan and Edwin are both deaf!

[[Edwin and Cysan are deafened. Edda and Elenor are not.]]

[Another_Poet]

Ian

Ian looks around, seeing that nothing else seems to be happening after the short explosion. Noticing his companions are upright and not bleeding, he never stops to think they might have been deafened.

"We should choose one of these passages and move quickly. That was probably rigged as an alarum."

[Darkantra]

Cysan

Confused that the words coming out of his mouth aren't being heard by his own ears, Cysan tries again, and much louder.

"THERE ARE LOTS OF SMALL TRACKS ALL OVER THE PLACE, BUT THE LARGE HUMAN ONES GO TO THE RIGHT, WE SHOULD GO THERE FIRST!"

Then he frowns and smacks the side of his head as if trying to dislodge water.

"I SAID, WE SHOULD GO..." a sudden though strikes him and he snaps his fingers, "dammit there must a spell of silence here! Can any of you lip-read? No? Damn! Alright, I'll try to spell it out with my hands then. Pay attention," he waves to get everyone's attention in the silenced room, "Here! Here! Watch me!"

Cysan begins a little pantomime with his hands of big feet moving off tto the right and little feet moving in every direction. He then points to each of the party member and then to the right passage. Pleased that he properly displayed what he had learned he starts moving down the hallway not bothering to be stealthy, since there's a silence spell up and all.

[Another_Poet]

Ian nearly wets himself laughing at the confused elf. He walks up, holds up three fingers, and then begins a pantomime of his own.

He points at Cysan.

He points at his ears.

He covers them, and shakes his head, "no."

Then, still laughing, he walks off to gather his barrel of ale. He hoists it up on his left shoulder, arm wrapped around it, and struggles to draw his axe with his left right hand. Then he sets out down the right-hand passage that Cysan indicated, using his darkvision to scout ahead for the others.

(Ian will move at half-speed down the passage, taking a spot check ever turn. So 10', spot, 10', spot, etc.)

[roll0]

[roll1]

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"I think you're deaf!" Edda yells back at the elf, unaware of her own moronic statement. Noticing he didn't react, she tries again, "I said, I think-" She pauses, getting it, then just starts to follow Cysan down the passageway, before thinking better of it and tapping on the shoulder, then making the 'me get in front of you' motion.

Edited to change moving past Cysan. Also, I think i'll be in front once I move past him.

[Foolster41]

The tunnel is only 5 feet wide, so everyone has to walk in single file. The ground begins to slope downward, and gets drastically steeper after about 40 feet. The hall is 60 feet long [[Ian: If you want to check every other tile (10', 15' and 20', Make 2 more spot/stone checks. That will bring you up to the end of the tunnel.]]

[[Edda will find trying to squeeze past Cysan tricky, and may simply have to get his attention to stop him (A tap on the shoulder).

I'd be helpful to know the order everyone is in. ]]

[Another_Poet]

((I called dibs on being in front before Edda did!))

[roll0]
[roll1]

[roll2]
[roll3]

[Foolster41]

[[Another Poet probability didn't notice the editing on Tichrondrius's post.

Ian: Edda taps you on the shoulder, and motions to get in front. what do you do? I want to make sure this action gets resolved. I'm going to prod anyone who hasn't been posting lately. It's only been a few days, I'll give them a couple days and then prod.]]

[shaddy_24]

Marril

Marril grunts as the blast of sound fills the room. He shakes his head as it clears and watches what the others do.

[roll0]

[Another_Poet]

Ian

"Augh, let a dwarf handle it," grunts Ian defensively. Aside from feeling good about his competence as the point man, Ian's not about to try to turns sideways with his great cask of beer just to let an elf rub past his butt.

((In other words, he'll attempt to stay in front and bodily block anyone from passing him. If looking over my shoulder for this little exchange negates on of my spot/stonecunning checks that's fine... he's a very proud dwarf.))

[Edwin]

Slowly walking along the tunnel, Nahel grinned at the others.

They can't even walk through a tunnel without turning to in-fighting and bickering, what will happen should they encounter foes, he thought to himself.

Taking the most backward position, Nahel redrew his sword and kept and eye out for trouble. Might aswell watch their back while I'm back here..

Oh, and F.Y.I; Another Poet, I read through your blog, the one about Roger, and that is awesome writing.

Edit: I just remembered, I am temporarily deaf at the moment. Disregard the above.

[Another_Poet]

Thanks!

Dunno if I'll be going back to it but if you liked it you might check out my Iron Kingdoms campaign journal at:

http://www.privateerpressforums.com/index.php?showtopic=169021

[Edwin]

Well, I certainly hope you'll get back to writing it, as it is indeed formidable reading. It even made me consider getting back to writing myself (Although I am no where near you skill :smallredface:).

I'll check out your link. Heck, I'll probaly end up reading through the whole damn thing.

[Foolster41]

[[Marril: You are not affected by the trap.]]

Ian pushes on ahead, blocking the cavern. He can see ahead the tunnel widens in to a large cavern, but when he sets his foot down five feet from the end of the tunnel he hears a sharp mechanical click.

[[Edda: Roll a reflex save]]

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"This place is filled with more traps then a kobold's chain purse!" Edda complains.

[roll0]

[Foolster41]

Shoom! With a scream, Edda dispears in the ground.

[Foolster41]

[[Oops. Let's try that again. Damage: [roll0]

[Another_Poet]

Ian

Cringing, Ian freezes for a second as if waiting for the trap to claim him as well

As soon as he realises he's still alive, he spins about in a fit of cursing. "Hold! Bloody hold!" he hisses back at the others,

Setting his barrel on the ground (not on the switch) he looks down the hole (if there is one). If there's no obvious hole in the floor he'll shoo the others back and then carefully step on the trigger again to open the top.

Can he see Edda?

[Foolster41]

The pit stands open, and stays open even when Ian steps off the pressure plate. [[Assuming there's enough light, Ian and the others on the other side can see it.]] The pit is about 20' deep.

[Another_Poet]

"Edda! Durn it, I told you to back off! Are you okay?"

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

"Oh... ooh, that's a dirty trick..." The Barbarian girl moaned from the bottom of the pit, and looked up at the top. "That took a lot out of me... I hope one of you boys can help a lil' delicate flower out of a hole." She yelled back.

[Edwin]

OOC: I am assuming that the deafness has worn off, no?

Rushing to the hole in the ground, Nahel pulled his rope out of his backpack.

Shouting to the others, and more to the point, to Edda; "I've got a rope, hold on down there!".

Turning his head back towards the dwarf, Nahel sharply commanded Ian to give him a hand.

I would like to slowly descend my rope into the pit trap, and if Edda take a hold of it, I would like to pull her up. In case someone wants to give me a hand, theres 15 ft. of free rope behind, thus enabling three people to help me.

[Qualia]

Eleor

From her position at the back of the party, the small gnome struggles to see what is happening at the front.

"What's happening up there? Have we found something?"

[Another_Poet]

Ian

Hearing Edda's voice, a relieved expression crosses the dwarf's face that belies a sense of guilt on his part for her injury. Nonetheless, he is on the opposite side of the pit from Nahel and there isn't much he can do to help with the rope. He kneels down and peers into the pit, calling to Edda:

"Hang on, we're getting you out!"

Then thinking the better of it, he stands up and faces the direction they were traveling, his back to the pit, in case anything should try to sneak up on them as they ply the rope. His axe is still at the ready, and his barrel is on the ground.

[Foolster41]

[[Nope. All characters who were announced deafened before are still deaf. (That is Cysan and Nahal)

I think it's a use rope check by Edda with a +2 aid bonus for each person helping.

Edda: Roll a use rope check. (I'll add the aid person bonuses later when people chime in whether their helping or not. You're probably going to get a +6 though.) You move at 1/4 your speed, so you're going to have to make at least 2 checks assuming neither fails. I just realized the DC is 5, so with the bonus you don't even need to roll. :P ]]

[Another_Poet]

Foolster:

It would actually be a Climb check, not Use Rope, from Edda (if you're going by RAW). Also, It's your call whether the people at the top make a User Rope or Str check to hold the rope (personally I would go with Str if they're holding it, or Use Rope if they're trying to tie it to something), but in either case the Aid Another rolls from the people at the top don't give a bonus to Edda at the bottom. They can't help with the climbing, only with the Str/use Rope check to secure the rope before/while Edda climbs it.

Again, that's just RAW. If you want to make it easier for Edda, I won't complain, and I hope Tichondrius won't be upset that I piped up here...

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

Edda grabs ahold of the rope and starts to try and climb it. "Don't worry, y'all, I think I can do it..."

No prob. XD I'll do both, just in case.

Climb: [roll0]

Use Rope: [roll1]

[Foolster41]

[[Doh. You're right. I saw the synergies table and thought I was looking at a table about aiding. :P. Climb check it is. I'm not sure how to do a sgtrength check to make sure you don't pull them all in, but I'm not sure it's a big deal, considering you have 3 people.]]

Edda Climbs to the top of the pit, on the side with everyone except Ian.

[[Anyone here?]]

[Qualia]

Eleor

The gnome is clearly annoyed at being unable to see what is going on, and starts to prod people to get a response to her questions.

"What's going on? Why have we stopped?"

[Another_Poet]

"There's a pit!" Ian barks back at the gnome, as quietly as a dwarf can bark. Looking Edda up and down, he takes the elf's silence as a sign of blaming the dwarf, but better than outright anger. "I bet you long-legs can hop over," Ian says, then turns to the front and begins an even slower, more careful advance than before. He takes his barrel with him, of course.

((Moving at half-speed. after every 10' of movement I will take as long as needed to take 20 on scanning the ground ahead.

Spot: 19
Stonecunning: 24))

[Darkantra]

Cysan

"Alright!" the ranger shouts in an effort to break the magical silence after limbering up his legs by doing some jogging in place, "If there's a pit let's do this! No need for a running jump!"

Cysan flexes his chubby legs and launches himself into the air, intent on reaching the other side...

[roll0]

[Foolster41]

Cysan just makes it over the pit.

Ian reaches the end of the tunnel into a cavern. This enormous cavern extends upward for at least 100 feet, climbing high into the bowels of the
mountain. Glowing blue-green lichens creep across the rough walls and man-sized stalagmites protruding from the ground in this area, their
faint light growing and then diminishing again every few seconds. The illumination occasionally highlights small flecks of silver, which glitter in
the face of the great western wall of the cave. Several cables hang down from the edge of a wide hollow within that wall. The hollow penetrates deep into the west face of the cavern and begins about 20 feet above where you stand. The air here feels cool and damp.

[Another_Poet]

Ian holds up a hand to motion the others behind him to stop. After glancing about the room, he retreats into the narrow tunnel they came from.

Whispering, he informs the others of the cables going up to the opening. "It could just be from the miners," he whispers, "But it could be that we're coming up on our enemies."

He flinches. "I hate climbing."

[Foolster41]

Here is a map:

http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5.jpg

[Another_Poet]

So the ledge with ropes is the area in the top right?

And the bottom right is another tunnel?

[Tichrondrius]

Edda

Edda manages to make it out of the pit, a little shaken, but otherwise okay. She dusts herself off and thanks whoever for the rope. "Thanks." She spoke, before walking forward with Ian and the group.

[Foolster41]

[[Poet: correct.

Edda, and everyone besides Cysan and Ian need to jump over the pit still.]]

[Qualia]

Eleor

The gnome looks at the large pit and scratches her head thoughtfully. She peers at the far edge then down at her tiny legs.

"I think we should climb down, then climb up the other side."

[Foolster41]

[[I think I didn't mention, the pit is 10'x10'x20' (deep).

Eleor would I think need to make 8 climb checks(!!), 4 down and 4 up since you wouold be moving at only 5 ft/check.

Also, I don't see anything about smaller than medium creatures taking a penalty in jump. You'd think there would be.

Also a correction, Cysan made it still, but it was quite a bit closer to the edge than I had thought before (post edited to reflect this). ]]

[shaddy_24]

Marril

The man sighs. This hardly makes for a great obstacle. How would I make this more... adventurous? Exiting? Maybe... The great pit blocked our path, but we forged on, past- no, no, that doesn't work!

"If we are approaching an enemy, it would be better for us to stay together. We should gather on the other side of the pit." he sighs deeply again. "Well, wish me best of luck. I'll head over first..." Unless anyone objects, the bard steps back and makes a running start.

[roll0]

[Foolster41]

The bard makes it easily across.

[Darkantra]

Cysan

Having finally mastered his indoor voice, but still thinking that the area was under a silence spell, Cysan points to himself and mimes walking to one of the stalagmites and hiding.

He then acts this out, shuffling along the wall in an attempt not to be seen by anything, and then sliding behind one of the spears of stone. While he does this he keeps looking intently towards the shadows, hoping that he can spy out anything ammiss.

Sneaking up to one of the stalagmites and taking a quick look around while I do so.

[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]

[Qualia]

Eleor

Eleor looks down into the path, and notices just how deep it looks. She sighs, takes off her backpack, and throws it across the pit to Marril. She takes one last look into the pit then takes a couple of steps back to give her the maximum run up. She closes her eyes and offers up a silent prayer before racing towards the edge of the abyss and taking a flying leap of faith ...


Jump check [roll0]

[Another_Poet]

Qualia:



According to the Jump entry in the SRD, your check fails but you can make a DC 15 ref save to catch the edge of the pit so you don't fall in. Foolster, hope it's okay for me to mention this - not trying to usurp the Gm reins, just keeping things moving.

[Foolster41]

[[Poet: no problem, though you need to fail by less than 5 to do that.]]

Eleor falls in the pit.
[[damage: 2d6 ]]

[Another_Poet]

Wait, the pit is more than 5' wide? WHOA. Okay, sorry for my mistaken info then.

[Foolster41]

[[Again, no problem. I'm pretty sure this isn't going to work:

Can't remember what the tag is.

damage: 2d6 2d6
Edit: oops. Didn't mean to edit out that first bit. I feel like an idiot that it took so long to notice. Sorry. :smallfrown:]]

[Foolster41]

[[one more try

Damage for Eleor: [roll0] ]]

[Qualia]

Eleor

Thud

"Ow!"

the sound of cursing rises from the pit

"Can anyone lend me a hand?"

[Another_Poet]

Ian

Ian sighs and shakes his head.

Never send a top-sider to do a dwarf's job.

But, since he's not the one with the rope he waits for someone else to handle it.

(If the others are deafened he will at least gesture for them to go take a look in the hole).

[Foolster41]

As Cysan ducks behind one of the man-sized stalagtites *CHUNK* a crossbow bolt flies out and hits the other end of it. It came up from the top of the cliff, where about 9 angry looking small reptilian creatures stand. Ne of them who is slightly larger than the other is barking orders and encouragement, waving a half-spear.

[[Roll Inititive everyone.]]

[Another_Poet]

Ian's initiative: [roll0]

((If you put up a new battle mat please note that Ian moved back to the edgeof the pit, so 2 (3?) squares north of where you have him on the last one. Thanks))

[Foolster41]

New Map:

http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5-1.jpg

[[I'm assuming Nahel let the two get by to jump. Let me know if I'm wrong in this assumption.]]

[shaddy_24]

Marril

The bard winces as Eleor fell into the pit. "Um... Does any one have any rope? I don't have any on me." He crouches down at the edge. "Are you all right? How badly are you hurt?" As more noises start echoing around the room behind him, the bard looks at the others accross the pit. "We need to get everyone over here. Fast."

[roll0]

[Foolster41]

[[The character sheet says you do have rope, just letting you know, if you're being absent minded then carry on. :smallsmile:]]

[Darkantra]

Cysan

"Egads! How did they see me?" the portly elf exchanges his longsword for his bow and waves at the others, "I think that I found whoever... blast! Gods damn whatever laid this veil of silence down upon us, if only my allies could hear that... wait!"

Once again Cysan begins miming towards his comrades, but this time he also says words slowly and deliberately in the vain hope that one of them may be able to lip-read.

"Smaaaall, reptiiiile, peooople, uuuup, oooon leeeedge, shoooting, aaaat, meeeeeee!"

[roll0]

Just switching out Cysan's sword for his bow on this round, and staying behind cover of course.

[shaddy_24]

[[The character sheet says you do have rope, just letting you know, if you're being absent minded then carry on. :smallsmile:]]

[[I actually missed that on my first look through. I guess that really was me being absent minded, so I'll stick with that.]]

[Qualia]

Eleor

The small gnome pulls out her healing kit, and starts to wrap some bandages around her knee to give it some support after the fall.

{spoiler]
Initiative [roll0]

Healing [roll1]
[/spoiler]

[shaddy_24]

Marril

"Whatever's there is firing at Cylan! Come on, we need to get moving!" The bard insists, digging into his pack. "Oh..." Blushing furiously, he pull out the rope he had in there. "Here, grab this." He drops one end into the pit, holding onto the other tightly. That cannot go into the story. How do you make that sound good? Then I valiently forgot about the rope I carried. Blah. No. The creatures advanced on the scout as the rest of us sought to recover our fallen companion. Yes, there we go...

[Another_Poet]

Ian moves along the north side of the cavern, trying to reach the wall below the snipers' opening so he can climb it - but trying not to be seen as he goes.

[roll0]
[roll1]

((edit: I should've stated this but Ian would obviously leave behind the barrel.))

[Foolster41]

[[Prodding Edda and Nahal

Eleor: Just so you know, healing doesn't do anything really at this point, though I'm assuming you're just doing it as role-playing the character. ]]

The larger creature continues giving encouragement in his dog-like barking voice.

Ian moves along the wall about half way between the cavern you came in and the ledge with the creatures. Some of the creatures seem to be looking right at you.
[[The Current map: http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5-2.jpg ]]

[Edwin]

[roll0]

Also, I am sorry about the delay, but I've been busy. With skiing and stuff - :smallannoyed:

[Another_Poet]

Ian will continue his appraoch and try to hide at the base of the cliff below the ledge, so that he can't be targeted until he starts climbing.

[roll0]

[Foolster41]

[[Edwin: No problem, Life happens. Let me know what Nahal's doing. You retroactively go before the leader creature

The Current order is: (Sorry I should have posted this before)

Creatures
Cysan
Eleor
Nahal
Creature Leader
Edda
Ian
Marril

[Edwin]

[Edwin]

[Darkantra]

Cysan Fallowfeather

"Ahaha! Have at thee! Wait... why am I even talking out loud, it's not as if they can hear me... aha! But that's the point! I can talk with impunity!"

Cysan praces out from behind his rocky cover and takes aim at the largest figure on the ledge with his bow. After a moment of aiming with his tongue hanging out and squinting he looses the bolt.

Hmm, moving to the east through the stalagmites until I can get a clear shot at the big'un

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Another_Poet]

((I am niot clear on whether I moved to the base of the wall below the ledge this round, or if that was LAST round.... so here is my action if I haven't gone yet this round.))

Ian clamps the haft of his spear between his teeth, up near the blade. He bites down with all his might, knowing it will be uncomfortable. But it frees his hands and he starts to climb.

(How hard does the climb look? If easy, I'll try accelerated climbing, which raises the DC by 5 (on a success I move 10' up). If hard, I'll do normal climbing (on a success I move 5' up).

[roll0]

[Foolster41]

[[Sorry everyone, I was hoping to get more in from the other people who haven't gone this round (Edwin & Tich) I'm sending out a request for a replacement for Tich. Please hang in there, I want to see this to the end.

Edwin: Please resubmit what you want to do, as the last two posts got messed up.

I think Ricky S is taking over as Edda.]]

[Ricky S]

((where can I find the equipment and stats of Edda?))

Edda

Looks like thee could use my girlish figure! Edda looks out at the cliff and sees Ian begin his ascent. Edda runs over with the grace only a half orc woman could have to begin the ascent as well

[Another_Poet]

Ian watches in amazement as Edda moves past him up the wall.

((I'm guessing my 10 doesn't make the climb check, and even if it does I only climb at 5' a round whereas Edda climbs at 10'.))

[Foolster41]

[[Oops. Forgot to put the link on this thread. It's at www.d20toolbox.pbwiki.com I put the link on the first page of this thread as well.

Ricky S: Please roll initiative. Also, Edda is still all the way on the other side of the pit trap, so you need to jump it first. Here is the current map:
http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5-2.jpg
I doubt you made it past Ian. ]]

[Ricky S]

((Sorry I was typing something till I got the stats so you know I am playing.))

Roll Initiative [roll0] +2

Roll Jump Check [roll1] +4 (?)

[Foolster41]

Edda makes it over the pit easily.

[[I'm Assuming Nahal lets you past, or is otherwise out of the way. I forgot he was in front of Edda.

Unless my numbers are wrong, you do have +4 in jump]]

[[Ian: You're by the cliff at the end of this round. I'll assume you start climbing next round until you say otherwise (Only your first movement has happened yet). Right now it's Marril's turn, and Nahal hasn't gone this round as well.

Current Map: http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5-3.jpg

[shaddy_24]

Marril

The bard's voice cracks for a second from the stress of the situation. "Are you coming up now? Or should I just move on?" What now? "Then we bravely fumbled about like a pack of buffoons? Is this how all heroic stories go, or am I just choosing the wrong group?

For this turn he's pulling out his rope and dangling it down to pull Elior out. She'll get out on her next turn, I assume.

[Edwin]

I'll try, for the third time, to get my actions posted.. meh.

First, I use a move action to move four squares straight ahead. Scaling the pit can be done as part as movement, so here is my climb roll:

[roll0]

That should put my one square ahead of M.
From here, I use my standard action to ready a partial charge against the cV creature, the one two squares away from my new position. End turn.

[Foolster41]

Nahal jumps in the pit blindly, not even bothering to jump it, nearly missing crushing poor Eleor below. He swiftly climbs back up the other side.

[[By the way, the C on the map is your friend Cysan. The upside down Vs are stalagmites. The baddies are all "B" and "b"]]

It is now the creatures turns. Half of them fire at Ian, who is their only target. The others are given a command from their leader and is sent to attempt to cut the ropes. They switch to daggers and start cutting.

[[It looks like there are 6 ropes on the map, and the module doesn't say specifically how many, so I'll take the unspecific "several" to mean 6.]]

Crossbow barrage!

#1: Attack [roll0] Damage: [roll1]
#2: Attack [roll2] Damage: [roll3]
#3: Attack [roll4] Damage: [roll5]
#4: Attack [roll6] Damage: [roll7]
Attacking the ropes: (Auto hit, I believe since they can just reach over and grab it. 2 damage needed to break a rope.)
#5: Damage: [roll8]
#6: Damage: [roll9]
#7: Damage: [roll10]
#8: Damage: [roll11]
]]

[Foolster41]

Ian takes 9 damage from the crossbow bolts.

Meanwhile, two of the creatures manage to break their ropes [[(I'll update this on the map, maybe tomorrow.]] the other two clumsily miss.

Cysan's bow attack [[Last round, I missed it, sorry.]] flies by the big creature and hits the wall behind him.

[[Cysan's up again. Everyone else can also submit their moves, but keep in mind that people may go ahead of you, so hold back if you think it's very likely your actions will change based on what others might do (including the big baddie)]]

[Edwin]

Nahal jumps in the pit blindly, not even bothering to jump it, nearly missing crushing poor Eleor below. He swiftly climbs back up the other side.

[[By the way, the C on the map is your friend Cysan. The upside down Vs are stalagmites. The baddies are all "B" and "b"]]

Well, the idea was not to jump down the pit and climb up the other side, but I guess it works.

Also, I totally misunderstood the map then. :smallsmile:

[Ricky S]

Oh No! Ian! Edda makes her way as fast as possible towards the bad guys.

Climb check [roll0] +2 (for this round or next, whenever edda starts climbing

((Take this turn as soon as the prescribed turns of others have been taken)

[Darkantra]

Cysan

"Haha! Foolish fools, cutting those ropes destroys their one means of exit!"

Whether or not there's another exit for the creatures never crosses his mind though, and Cysan aims yet again at the big one and fires off another arrow, hopefully to hit this time.

As soon as the arrow leaves his bow he moves back behind the closest rocky cover.

[roll0]
[roll1]

and his move action will put him behind cover again. Hooray! 1 point of damage.

[Foolster41]

Cysan hits the creature who cries out in pain!

[[I'm pretty sure you can't move and then fire and then move again, so you're standing out of cover. Unless you can show me some rule that says otherwise, but I can't find it.

Backups interrupted my post last night, but I noticed that Nahal needs 1 more climb check to get to the top, since the pit is 20' deep. Also I accidentally teleported Edda to the other side of the pit, but it seems Ricky knew where Edda was already. :smalltongue: Updating map now.

Edwin: You never said jump the pit. It looks like Edda did the exact same thing too. :smallsmile: ]]

I guess I should have been more clear about the map. :smalltongue: It's Eleor's Turn. I have Edda's turn saved for this round.

Map: http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5-1.jpg

]]

[Qualia]

Eleor

Brushing herself down, the gnome spits into her hands then grabs the rope to attempt her climb out of the pit, whilst silently praying that her reputation as an adventurer can survive this inauspicious start.


Climb [roll0]

[Another_Poet]

((Given all that damage and the cutting of the ropes. Ian will not attemot to climb as previously stated.))

Ian

The dwarf shakes off the attacks and looks up at his assailants, numerous bolts sticking out of his shield, armour and beard. He lets out a roar of a laugh and gives them his middle finger.

He steps back a few feet until he is beside a stalagmite (partial cover +4 AC) and then readies his shield (going on total defence this round, +4 dodge bonus to AC) and he shouts up at the archers, "Ha! It stung a little but I'm still here! You'll have to do better than thant!"

Hopefully he can draw all their fire to himself.

((AC until my next turn is now 24.))

[Foolster41]

Eleor advances 5 ft. up the wall.

[shaddy_24]

Marril

The bard pulls on the rope, hoping to help Eleor up the wall faster.

Strength check to aid Eleor. I don't know what the DC is, but here goes. [roll0]

[Foolster41]

Where is everyone?

[Another_Poet]

Dunno, I made my move. If I were you I'd pull the DM card and just move the combat along. Those who didn't post can go on full defence or something.

This kind of ruthless task-mastering is pretty much the only way to keep a PbP game running.

[Ricky S]

(out of in game character)
I think we were all waiting for someone else to go. I am not sure who's turn it is anyway. Maybe if you just wrote up a quick turns table at the beginning of each combat.

[Another_Poet]

((Guys, it's a PbP. You don't wait to go in initiative order. Doing that takes two weeks per combat round and there's a 50% chance that someone permanently disappears every week just because they have a final or the weather made them sad or something.

Whenever the DM posts the enemies' actions, post a new action of your own. The DM will sort out what happens in what order.

Since the last DM post we've had actions from myself, Qualia, and Shaddy. If your name isn't on that list then take your turn ASAP.))

[Ricky S]

Edda

Edda makes her way as fast as possible towards the enemies whether this means running, climbing, or jumping.

[Another_Poet]

Bump-a-bump-bumping this game...

[Darkantra]

[I thought that my turn had gone at the beginning but I could be wrong..]

[Another_Poet]

((Yeah, I think we're just waiting for Foolster's next update at this point.))

[Foolster41]

Oops. My stupid "watch topic" thing isn't working it looks like It's currently Nahal's turn I believe. Please don't wait for your turn to post your move.

I'm going to do some prodding.

Turn order:
Creatures
Cysan
Eleor
Nahal <TURN
Creature Leader
Edda
Ian
Marril

[Ricky S]

Edda

Edda screams out a war cry and runs towards the enemy.

[Foolster41]

So I really don't want this game to be abandoned.
I may need to replace Nahal.

People should be aware that my connection times will be likely reduced to 1 update a week since I'm losing my home internet, possibly as soon as Wednesday, though I expect it to be a few days later at least. I hope you will bear with me.

[Qualia]

Still here and willing to play at a reduced rate.

[shaddy_24]

I'm still here if you're up for continuing.

[Another_Poet]

thirded

If Nahal is gone we still have 4, probably don't need to replace him/her

[Foolster41]

Ok, I'll just skip Nahal's turn for now, and he can jump in if he gets replaced. Some of the creatures will "phase out" too to match the difficulty.

The leader creature begins to chant and point at Ian. [[Ian: Roll a will save.]]

[[I have no idea why I put Edda in the pit. It looks I already said she made it across.]]

Edda moves to two squares away from Ian (moving 30 ft.)

[[ I'm having trouble keeping track of which moves are the newest moves. Maybe we need some system here. I hereby declare this round round N1 (New 1 since I wasn't tracking the round number like I should have. :P ). I'll announce the next cycle each time. please indicate the round number.

Ian: Did you go full defense last turn, or this turn? If it was last turn, do you want to remain in full DF? I'll upload the new map tomorrow sometime.

Edit: Oh yeah, and don't forget you all have RP tokens you can redeem for a +1 bonus to rolls of any kind, and more are available to earn.]]

[Another_Poet]

Ian

[roll0]

If still in his proper mind, Ian does indeed remain on full defence and continues to taunt the enemies and attract their fire while his ally scales the wall.

[Foolster41]

[[You'd dazed. I'm not sure if you stay the way you are (Full DF) or not.

Current Map: http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5a.jpg

I believe it's Cyson's turn.]]

[Another_Poet]

((Total defence is a standard action, and the Dazed conditions prevents me from taking actions. So, until the creature leader's next turn I lose that +4 to AC and return to my normal AC.))

[Darkantra]

Cysan

Stepping out from behind the jutting rock Cysan lets fly at the big creature again.

Same thing, move from cover and attack the big guy.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Qualia]

Eleor

The cleric continues to climb up the rope as she attempts to finally escape the pit.


[roll0]

[Qualia]

Eleor

The cleric continues to climb up the rope as she attempts to finally escape the pit.


[roll0]

[Foolster41]

I'm still getting confused by these turn commands. I'm not sure if Edda already went or not. PLEASE indicate the round number when you submit commands. THis is currently still round N1 so if you are submitting for this round, (See the turn order below) say "N1" in your post, if for the next round N2, etc.) This will help me keep track of who's submitted commands for this round.

Edda: If you didn't go this round, let me know and I'll move you closer. Right now you're where you appear on the current map.

I still need Marril's move this round. Prods may be in order. (Apologies if I just missed it)

ROUND - N1

Turn order:
(Baddies), Cysan, Eleor, Nahal, (Bad Leader), Edda,Ian,Marril<TURN

[Another_Poet]

In round N1 Ian fails his save and stands dazed, at his normal AC (no +4 bonus).

I'll wait to see the rest of N1 before posting N2.

[shaddy_24]

Marril, round N1

The bard readies to pull his crossbow as soon as the cleric gets out of the pit.

If Elior gets out this round, drawing crossbow and moving out next to Cysan. If not, then [roll0] to hold onto the rope and/or continue to pull Elior out.

[Foolster41]

Eleor: You're currently at 10 ft. up half way there. (Climbing at 1/4 your speed. I assume the extra roll with be used next round.

Four of the creatures attempt to cut the ropes. The remaining four attack with crossbows at the stunned Ian.


Rope Cutters
#1: [roll0]
#2: [roll1]
#3: [roll2]
#4: [roll3]
Crossbows
#1: [roll4] [roll5]
#2: [roll6] [roll7]
#3: [roll8] [roll9]
#4: [roll10] [roll11]

[Foolster41]

((This was a mistake. Ignore.))

[Another_Poet]

Round N2

You duplicate posted, so I'm going to use the numbers from the first post and assume the second was an accident. One of the four bolts hits, dropping Ian to zero hp - still conscious, but "disabled" meaning he can only take one action (move or standard) per round and any "strenuous" action will inflict a single hp of damage to him.

Since I suspect he does not have long to live, I shall now attempt to play both his "passionate" and "uncivilised" traits to the hilt, in a final stand of glory...

Ian is peppered with bolts, at least one going through his armour and padding to breach his flesh. He grits his teeth and laughs, then hurls his axe at the leader of the creatures on the ledge.

[roll0] (includes -4 range penalty)
[roll1]

"Taste steel you &8~#ing %^*&-lipped $%& *@#$ers! YOU CAN'T KILL A DWARF WHO'S ALREADY DEAD!"

Drops of blood shoot out of his mouth as he hollers.

((Free action to speak, intimidate check [roll2] ))

Ian remains standing where he is, drawing all fire and hoping his companions use the chance to attack the creatures. (Wasn't someone climbing the rope to the ledge? Shouldn't they be up by now?)

edit: okay so his axe bounces off the cliff and no one really believes he is undead. But I still think he looks cool :)

[Foolster41]

((Sorry about the double post. Yes, only the first counts.
Edda has been running and is the closest besides you, and I'm pretty sure she hasn't it made it there yet.))

[Another_Poet]

((I just looked back and on the previous page, page 5 Edda was climbing the ropes up toward the ledge. Apparently not anymore? I must have missed that.))

[Darkantra]

[[N2 I suppose? I'm completely lost as to which turn it is at the moment, so I'll have Cysan's next round done up now.]]

Seeing that the rope cutters were beginning to make progress Cysan switches targets.

"Maybe if I graze one of them they'll die! My aim is so bad today, it's a good thing that we're all silenced or else you'd all know! I have to say, this is extremely liberating, I can say anything, anything at all!"

Cysan draws another arrow and looses it at one of the rope cutters. He seems extremely glad that the magical silence is still enacted.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Foolster41]

((Darktana: This N2 now. Sorry, forgot to announce. Whenever the creatures go, it's the next round.

Turn Order:
Creatures
Cysan
Eleor
Nahal (Hasn't gone this or last round. Still looking for replacement.)
Creature Leader
Edda <Turn
Ian
Marril

I believe you're right. I think Edda may be next to the cliff and climbing. I need to double check this))

The arrow misses the creature.
The big creature mumbles an incantation and a small monstrous spider appears at the foot of the cliff.

[Another_Poet]

((If so then Edda has been climbing for 3 or 4 rounds and should probably be at the top.))

[Foolster41]

((I don't think she has, I think it's more 1-2 rounds. I'll check back and see.))

((EDIT: It looks like she was climbing out of the pit trap the first climb check, I think she just made it to where she's on the map on turn N1 (Last turn) and can now start climbing N2, which is the current turn.))

[wykydtron]

Nahal

[I'm replacing Nahal, as per Foolster's post. Nice to meet everybody. *tips imaginary hat. Also may I ask just where I am right now?

We will live together, fight together, and die in the name of valor!

Nahal charges, or does his darndest, to make it up to Ian. If there are any ropes left I'll take one of those. Also sorry if I'm throwing your combat system out of whack. :smallredface:

[To the dm; I meant to put this in a spoiler but don't know how. I would like to use any and all roleplaying tokens to increase my climb check to get up the cliff.]

Edit: I would also, now I look at my equipement, like to drop my backpack. Were the tanglefoot bags in there?

[Another_Poet]

Welcome aboard!

Just to clarify, Ian is at the bottom of the cliff, serving as a distraction. So I presume you actually want to run past Ian and climb the ropes up the cliff.

You can do an accelerated climb (1/2 speed per round instead of 1/4) but it will increast the climb DC. Of course, the climb DC of a rope is like 5 so you should be OK. At that rate you'd be up in 2 rounds maybe - if they don't cut through the ropes first.

[wykydtron]

Thanks for the welcome and for the rules advice., I feel like the paladin would be the one to try ropes to save his comradesand my main objective was to make sure the crazed, burly *ss dwarf doesn't die too soon. I respect his motives but I was growing fond (yes I read all 7 pages of dialogue :smallwink:) of the dwarf who sees it fit to tote 10 gallons of mead around into a mine. Also I feel like this would be so much harder with him.

[Qualia]

Hello wykydtron - welcome

[shaddy_24]

Marril

The bard grips the rope tightly, hoping the cleric could get up quickly. "Please hurry Elior, I don't know if the others need any help." This story took a wrong turn somewhere. I hope I'm not singing any funeral marches by the end... especially my own.

Thought this went through earlier. Oh well, for now just holding the rope and trying to pull it up. [roll0]

Welcome to the game wykydtron!

[wykydtron]

About spoilers, should I be reading them? Or should those be between the player and the dm? Such as dice rolls, etc. I have been reading the posts that are only spoiler though.

[Another_Poet]

((If someone wants a spoiler box to be DM-only, they should label it as such. If you see no label you're probably welcome to read it.))

[Foolster41]

((What another poet said. Though if it's DM only, a PM would be preferred.

wykydtron: I'm going to need two climb checks. I beleive you're still in the pit trap near the entrance of the room.

Map: http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5a.jpg

Turn Order:
Creatures
Cysan
Eleor
Nahal
Creature Leader
Edda <Turn
Ian
Marril

))

[wykydtron]

Nahal

How long is this silence going to last? I can't hear anything that's going on! Where is everyone running to?

Climb Check:
1d20+2 → [9,2] = (11)
1d20+2 → [6,2] = (8)

[Foolster41]

[[I believe that means you're half way up. I know the guys would shoot at your or attempt to cut the rope you're on, but that's too complicated for me (read: your GM is lazy) so I'll pretend Ian distracted them. They'll realize what's happening on their next turn. :smalltongue:

Edit: Prodding Edda]]

[wykydtron]

Who's turn is it?

As for when my turn comes around I would like to try to double my speed up the rope lest those little bastards cut me from the ledge. Also how far up am I at the moment?

[Another_Poet]

((Maybe we should jut skip Edda and finish the round?

Ian's already taken his turn this round, but anyone else who hasn't gone probably should.))

[Foolster41]

[[Marril's holding the rope still, so we return to the top with the creatures.
Edda's turn is in reserve. It's dinner, so I'll finish this post later, maybe tomarrow.]]

[Ricky S]

Edda

Edda continues to climb the rope hopefully reaching the top very soon.

((sorry for the late post, my net went down due to a fallen powerline nearby))

[Another_Poet]

((Ian already went for round N2, so it's up to Marril to finish out the round in style. Shaddy?))

[Foolster41]

((Ian: See above. He's holding the rope.
Edda: No problem, it happens. Roll please for climb check

The creatures don't apear too happy to have someone climbing. One attempts to cut the rope Edda is climbing. Four attempt to cut the ropes, two pepper her with crossbow bolts, and the other two against the stunned Dwarf.

Vs. Ropes: (Left to right)
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]

Vs. Edda:
[roll4] [roll5]
[roll6] [roll7]
Vs. Ian:
[roll8] [roll9]
[roll10] [roll11]

Would the giant spider the leader summoned have gone immediately, or would it have waited until the summoner's turn again, or does it roll its own initiative?))

[Foolster41]

((I believe Edda is hit for 1 damage.))

[Another_Poet]

((It appears and acts the next round. So if the monster started casting on round N2, the creature appears and can act on round N3. The caster takes no other action in N2 but can act normally on N3. The summoned creature acts on the caster's initiative.))

[Foolster41]

((Another_Poet: Thanks.

By the way, I forgot to mention it is round N3 and Cysan's Turn.))

[shaddy_24]

((Just logging in to say I'm still here. Who else is posting?))

Marril

The bard continues pulling the gnome up towards him. He starts a quiet song as he does, inspiring the others, even with the weakness in his voice.

Screw it. No more strength checks, instead bardsong.

[Darkantra]

Tongue out and hanging, Cysan tries yet again to peg the bigger creature. Hopefully the gods of archery and buffoonery would be on his side this time'

(Apologies, life has just been busy for me lately, but I'm still here)
Attacking!
[roll0]
[roll1]

[Another_Poet]

Ian - Round N3

Ian will grab a rock, if there is a loose one nearby, and hurl it at whichever of the creatures atop the ledge is cutting through the rope.

[roll0] (includes -4 penalty for fighting defensively)
[roll1]*
*Not sure what damage a rock does but it seems like a d4 would make sense.

AC is currently 18 for fighting defensively.

[Foolster41]

((Wow. Sorry it's been a while. I'm using someone else's computer, so I'll figure out results and stuff when I get back on my computer.

The arrow from Cysan missed it's mark.

(( I believe it's Nahal's turn again. Obviously let me know if someone already entered their actions and I just missed it. ))

[wykydtron]

I think I was still on the ropes so I'll continue climbing up them as fast as I can:

Climb Check:
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2079823/

OoC: Also I forgot I was Nahal and kept waiting for someone else to go. Is anyone left here?

[Foolster41]

Like I said, Nahal is climbing the pit trap and is now at the top. (Will get around to updating the map today/tomarrow/After I forget and remember again.)

Leader's turn. That Dwarf is annoying him. He fires his crossbow. (( Attack: [roll0] Damage: [roll1]

Spider's turn. It attacks the half-orc (Edda).
((Attack roll: [roll2] Damage: [roll3] plus poison (DC 10 or take [roll4] Str damage. Edda's turn again.)

[Foolster41]

So, where is everybody? :(
It's Edda's turn again.
It's late, so I'll try to update the map tomorrow. sorry.

[Another_Poet]

We're still on round N3, right? If so I'm waiting for the next round to post my action.

[Foolster41]

I'll send a prod to Edda.If there's no response tomorrow I'll just skip and let Edda take a retroactive turn.

http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Foolster41/BPlague5-1.jpg