Trans-Atlantic Carrion Crown (IC)

[JWallyR]

Round 2



Will save: [roll0]

If Will Save is made, or failed but does not hinder actions, Gundwolf will take a swing at a nearby enemy (preferring stirges to Undead) and then assist in any allowed fashion with getting people back out the door, squishies first.

Attack rolls, if needed:
Rolls include Power Attack, but no other penalties or bonuses, such as +1 vs Undead.
Attack: [roll1]
Crit: [roll2]
Damage: [roll3]

An Attack of Opportunity, if necessary, also with no penalties or bonuses
Attack: [roll4]
Crit: [roll5]
Damage: [roll6]

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 12/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +3, Ref -1, Will -1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Shaken (–2 attack, saving throws, skill and ability checks)

[Untarr]

[roll0] vs 14
[roll1] vs 14
[roll2] Bleed

This is not a combat post. Needed a place to roll some dice. Trey, go ahead and do your thing.

[Albinobrow]

[roll0] Will save vs. DC 14

Come on! Retreat!

Withdraw action as far as possible.

Fruril (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=855696)
M CG Half-Orc Ranger (Inflitrator), Level 1, Init +2, HP 12/13, Speed 30w/a or 20w/oa
AC 17, Touch 12, Flat-footed 15, CMD 16, Fort +4, Ref +4, Will +2, CMB +4, Base Attack Bonus 01
Falchion +4 (2d4+4, 18-20/x2)
Longbow (arrows) +3 (1d8, x3)
Dagger +4 (1d4+3, 19-20/x2)
Scale mail (+5 Armor, +2 Dex)
Abilities Str 17, Dex 15, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 7
Condition None

[Untarr]

Round 2


SK1 vs Gundwolfe
[roll0] vs 15
[roll1] vs 15
[roll2] DMG

[roll3] vs 15
[roll4] vs 15
[roll5] DMG

Sk3 vs Gundwolfe
[roll6] vs 15
[roll7] vs 15
[roll8] DMG

[roll9] vs 15
[roll10] vs 15
[roll11] DMG


Sk4 vs Fruril
[roll12] vs 17
[roll13] vs 17
[roll14] DMG

[roll15] vs 17
[roll16] vs 17
[roll17] DMG

S1 vs Kristoph
[roll18]

S2 vs Kristoph
[roll19]

S3 vs Kristoph
[roll20]

Players go

[roll21] For Hold Person


The skeletons grin and lash out with both of their claws at Fruril and Gundwolfe. Though most of the attacks miss, two skeletal hands pull back with fresh blood dripping off them. Kristoph stands still as the stirges attach themselves to him and begin to drink his blood. Aurora, seeing this horror, attempts to wake him up with a spell, but it is of no use. Seeing his chance, Fruril escapes with the unconscious Elian. Leaving enough room for Gundwolfe to move in and smashes a stirge off of Kristoph.

As Aurora stands in the doorway, she feels the melody start to surround her, but with a shake of her head she shakes it off. Suddenly, she tilts her head as if she is listening to something.

You hear what you recognize as the Professor's Voice

Silly girl! Did you really think one would be enough for the likes of the Piper of Illmarsh? Use another.

Gundwolfe takes 4 dmg from skeleton
Fruril takes 6 dmg from skeleton
Kristoph takes 3 CON dmg from Stirges
Gundwolfe kills a skeleton
Fruril carries elian out
Aurora saves vs Haunt Hold Person

[Untarr]

(1d20+3)[14] vs DC 14 Will Pass

Go Round 3

[Farmerbink]

[roll0] vs DC 14
[roll1] vs DC 14 if need be- vs damage.

[MuffinMan]

Round 3

"right... of course..." Aurora murmurs, as if to herself. "OK!" she cries more loudly. Fumbling around in her pack, she retrieves a second haunt siphon and brandishes it at the darkness before twisting the top to activate it. "Take this!"

Grab another siphon from pack and activate for [roll0] damage?
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 0/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1
I must have misread the haunt rules - I thought we could only damage it during the surprise round, and if we failed, we had to "deal with it". Nice to be wrong!

[DarkOne-Rob]

All are DC 14
1. Against Shaken
2. To get out of Hold Person
3. If you get out of Hold Person, to avoid taking DMG
Round 3

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 10/13 (4/13 post-bleed damage), Speed 20 ft. (30 ft. Base)
AC 18 (20 vs. Evil), Touch 11 (13 vs. Evil), Flat-footed 17 (19 vs. Evil), CMD 14 (16 vs. Evil), Fort +2 (+2 vs. Evil), Ref +1 (+2 vs. Evil), Will +2 (+2 vs. Evil), CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus 1
+1 Damage vs. Undead Longsword (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 19-20/x2)
Scale Mail, Heavy Steel Shield (+5 Armor, +2 Shield, +1 Dex, +2 Deflection vs. Evil)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 11, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever, Protection from Evil
Kristoph focuses his will, finally breaking free of the enchantment, taking significant bleed damage in the process. "Flee! Get out of here, already!" he yells as he mentally prepares himself against the next wave of attacks...

Will Saves: 1. vs. Shaken (Failed prior), 2. vs. Hold Person (Failed prior, rolling to break free), 3. vs. damage from breaking free of hold person
(Full Round Action) Kristoph saves [roll0] Will vs. DC 14 to break free from Hold Person effect
(Part of the above action?) Kristoph saves [roll1] Will vs. DC 14 to avoid bleed damage - upon failure take [roll2] bleed damage (?)

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph saves [roll0] Will vs. DC 14 or remain shaken.

I will update Kristoph's character status to include the consequences of this roll.

[JWallyR]

Round 3

Will Save: [roll0]

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 8/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +3, Ref -1, Will -1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Shaken: –2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks

[Albinobrow]

Round 3

Fruril sets Elian down just inside the door into the hallway and rushes ack to help the others with falchion in hand!


Move back and cut things in two! (Hopefully)
Firstly Will save (if needed still) [roll0]
Move back into the room drawing my falchion.
Secondly Attack! [roll1] CC [roll2] Damage [roll3]
AoO (if given) [roll4] CC [roll5] Damage [roll6]

Fruril (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=855696)
M CG Half-Orc Ranger (Inflitrator), Level 1, Init +2, HP 6/13, Speed 30w/a or 20w/oa
AC 17, Touch 12, Flat-footed 15, CMD 16, Fort +4, Ref +4, Will +2, CMB +4, Base Attack Bonus 01
Falchion +4 (2d4+4, 18-20/x2)
Longbow (arrows) +3 (1d8, x3)
Dagger +4 (1d4+3, 19-20/x2)
Scale mail (+5 Armor, +2 Dex)
Abilities Str 17, Dex 15, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 7
Condition None

[JWallyR]

Round 3, cont.

Gundwolf suddenly slumps, as though the misery of the surroundings finally became apparent. Grimacing in frustration, he swats at the nearest foe and makes to throw Kristoph over his shoulder...

Normal attack, preferring a stirge. If possible, begin to pick up Kristoph and make for the exit.

Attack (not power attacking!): [roll0]
CC: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Strength check to pick up Kristoph: [roll3]

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 8/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +3, Ref -1, Will -1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Shaken: –2 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks

[Untarr]

Round 3


Sk1 5ft step
Sk1 atks Gundwolfe
[roll0] vs 15
[roll1] vs 15
[roll2] DMG

[roll3] vs 15
[roll4] vs 15
[roll5] DMG

Sk3 atks Gundwolfe
[roll6] vs 15
[roll7] vs 15
[roll8] DMG

[roll9] vs 15
[roll10] vs 15
[roll11] DMG

Sk4 atks Kristoph
[roll12] vs 18
[roll13] vs 18
[roll14] DMG

[roll15] vs 15
[roll16] vs 15
[roll17] DMG

Stirges
Drain 2 more constitution

Kristoph Breaks out

Aurora Kills Haunt

Gundwolfe attacks a stirge and grabs Kristoph?

Elian does nothing

Fruril Runs in and attacks or something



Skeletal claws reach out once again and this time strike true. Multiple hands rip into Gundwolfe, and his snarls turn silent as he collapses to the floor. The final skeleton's attack only bounce off Kristoph's armor. The stirges continue to gorge themselves on Kristoph's blood until with a ROAR he breaks free of the enchantment. Aurora opens another Haunt Siphon, its machinations crescendo until there is a flash of light!

...the music stops...

Elian wakes up from his slumber and rushes back in to find Gundwolfe on the ground. Grabbing him by the arm he begins to drag him out while Fruril covers his retreat with an attack that downs another skeleton.

Gundwolfe takes 12 damage from the skeleton attacks and falls unconcious.

Kristoph takes 2 constitution damage.

Aurora Kills the haunt.

Elian drags Gundwolfe partially out of the building, while Fruril downs another skeleton.

Begin Round 4

[Untarr]

[roll0]vs DC 10 to Stabilize

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round 4

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 3/13, Speed 20 ft. (30 ft. Base)
AC 18 (20 vs. Evil), Touch 11 (13 vs. Evil), Flat-footed 17 (19 vs. Evil), CMD 14 (16 vs. Evil), Fort +1 (+3 vs. Evil), Ref +1 (+3 vs. Evil), Will +2 (+4 vs. Evil), CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus 1
Morningstar (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 20/x2)
Scale Mail, Heavy Steel Shield (+5 Armor, +2 Shield, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever, Protection from Evil
Seeing Gundwolf drop, Aurora back inside, and Fruril now harried by skeletons Kristoph yells, "Aurora, get out now! Fruril, help me guard the rear! Elian, find a potion and make Gundwolf drink it!"

With that the half-elf draws his morningstar, raises his shield to defend himself and Aurora, and attacks the nearest skeleton!

Move Action to draw morningstar
Standard Action to attack a skeleton, fighting defensively
Morningstar [roll0] attack, [roll1] (critical threat 20/x2), [roll2] damage (includes +1 damage due to them being undead)
AC after his initiative is 22 vs. Evil (I assume the undead skeletons are Evil)

[Farmerbink]

Round 4

Find a potion!? What do you think I am, a walking apothecary?!? Elian continues to grumble under his breath as he drags Gundwolf out of the doorway, and then attempts to pressure his wounds as best he is able.

untrained heal check to assist in stabilizing. [roll0] vs dc10 to provide +2 to subsequent stabilization rolls.

[MuffinMan]

Round 4

"Right! Leaving !" she agrees. She heads back to the entrance, and on her way out reaches down to touch Gundwolf with a healing spell.

Move as far back as possible and then convert Enlarge Person to CLW to heal Gundwolf for [roll0]. Or if I can heal first, and then move back farther, do that.
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 0/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1

[Albinobrow]

Round 4

There really are quite a lot of them, aren't there? Fruril swings again trying to stay vigilant with Kristoph.


Swing sharp side of my falchion again at nearest skeleton
Attack! (includes +2 for favored enemy) [roll0] CC [roll1] on 18-20/x2 Damage [roll2]
AoO if any (does not include +2 for favored enemy, just in case it's not on a skelly)
[roll3] CC [roll4] damage [roll5]

Fruril (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=855696)
M CG Half-Orc Ranger (Inflitrator), Level 1, Init +2, HP 6/13, Speed 30w/a or 20w/oa
AC 17, Touch 12, Flat-footed 15, CMD 16, Fort +4, Ref +4, Will +2, CMB +4, Base Attack Bonus 01
Falchion +4 (2d4+4, 18-20/x2)
Longbow (arrows) +3 (1d8, x3)
Dagger +4 (1d4+3, 19-20/x2)
Scale mail (+5 Armor, +2 Dex)
Abilities Str 17, Dex 15, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 7
Condition None

[Untarr]

Round 4




Sk3 attacks Fruril
[roll0] vs 17
[roll1] vs 17
[roll2] DMG

[roll3] vs 17
[roll4] vs 17
[roll5] DMG

Sk4 attacks Fruril
[roll6] vs 17
[roll7] vs 17
[roll8] DMG

[roll9] vs 17
[roll10] vs 17
[roll11] DMG

Fruril Falls Unconcious at -2

Stirges Free Action Drop Grapple
Stirges Withdraw
Kristoph AoO? Unarmed, no AoO

Kristoph attacks SK4 (Hits for 5 dmg, Dead)

Aurora Heals Fruril/Gundwolfe for 2
Gundwolfe stabilizes??

Elian assists Gundwolfe Stabilize
[roll12] to stabilize

Fruril Misses the last skeleton
Fruril stablizes and takes a 5ft step back, followed by a move action out the door.



Fruril's arrival is heralded by a glee in the eyes of the skeletons as they lash out with their claws, still dripping with Gundwolfe's blood. Tearing into the ranger, a particularly nasty hit catches him on the neck and he is sent sprawling to the ground. The stirges, uninterested in moving prey, break off their meal and fly back down the hall. Aurora moves quickly to Gundwolfe's side, not noticing Fruril's fall, but instead a white glow surrounds her hand as she heals the half-orc barbarian.

Kristoph, seeing his companion fall, steps over his companions body and smashes the head off of one of the skeletons. Holding his shield up, it is clear that the paladin means to protect his companions to his last breath.

Elian runs back in to assist with the retreat, and find Fruril, begins to move him towards the exit. As he does, Fruril stirs, picks himself up, and together they make it outside.

Being Round 5

[Untarr]

[roll0] **Success.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round 5

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 3/13, Speed 20 ft. (30 ft. Base)
AC 22, Touch 15, Flat-footed 19, CMD 18, Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +4, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus 1
Morningstar (N/A) -1 (1d8+3, 20/x2)
Scale Mail, Heavy Steel Shield (+5 Armor, +2 Shield, +1 Dex, +2 Deflection)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever, Protection from Evil, Fighting Defensively
(All defensive statistics assume an evil attacker/spell-caster, attack bonus includes fighting defensively, damage assumes an undead target)
Kristoph calls out to the others, "Is everyone out safe? There is one more skeleton left - can anyone help me destroy it?" He continues to fight defensively, first swinging at the skeleton with the morningstar and then retreating carefully out of the room.

Fighting defensively from the previous turn (-4 to attack, +2 dodge to AC) - Kristoph continues to do so this round
Morningstar [roll0] attack, [roll1] (critical threat 20/x2), [roll2] damage
If the skeleton remains mobile, he then takes a 5-ft. step to K9. If the skeleton is down, he reaches over to take his longsword up off the floor (I assume a move action) and then takes the 5-ft. step.

[MuffinMan]

Round 5

"Mister Fruril! Here!" Dashing to the half-orc, Aurora holds up a glowing hand to his wounds. "Can you still fight? Kristoph needs help!"

Move to Fruril and Healing Hex for [roll0] HP.
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 1/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1

[Albinobrow]

Round 5

Ugh.. What?! He's still in there!? Damnitt paladin!! And as Fruril rushes back in to help him, he grabs his heavy flail ready to drag the paladin back outside if he has to!


Run in, hit things, and get Kristiph OUT!
Attack (includes favored enemy) [roll0] CC [roll1] on 19-20/x2 damage [roll2]

Fruril (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=855696)
M CG Half-Orc Ranger (Inflitrator), Level 1, Init +2, HP 1/13, Speed 30w/a or 20w/oa
AC 17, Touch 12, Flat-footed 15, CMD 16, Fort +4, Ref +4, Will +2, CMB +4, Base Attack Bonus 01
Falchion +4 (2d4+4, 18-20/x2)
Longbow (arrows) +3 (1d8, x3)
Dagger +4 (1d4+3, 19-20/x2)
Scale mail (+5 Armor, +2 Dex)
Abilities Str 17, Dex 15, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 7
Condition None

[Untarr]

[roll0] vs 22
[roll1] vs 22
[roll2]

[roll3] vs 22
[roll4] vs 22
[roll5]



With a heavy swing, Kristoph dispatches the last free skeleton. The ones in the cages are still reaching out towards him, but seem to be securely locked in their cells. The stirges are nowhere to be seen.

Just after the last skeleton falls, you both hear a woman's voice exclaim. What?!...Got you!

End of Combat

[DarkOne-Rob]

As Kristoph leans down to pick up his longsword from where it fell from his hands during the haunt's attack he looks quizzically at Fruril and says, "Did you hear that?" At the other's confirmation, the half-elf calls back to the party, "We are coming out, relatively safely. But there was the sound of a woman's voice, coming from further inside. We are not well enough to continue, are we?"

With that he takes only a moment to listen for more sounds of the mysterious voice before turning and exiting from the site of the haunt.

Trying to determine from which direction the voice came and listening for anything more from the voice. [roll0]

[Farmerbink]

Elian calls in to the paladin. I am just a bit shaken, but it appears that perhaps the limited therapy I posed was the best defense. I think, as a whole, we would be best served coming back after we have a chance to rest. Gundwolf is no longer bleeding actively, but that is about the best I can say for him... I am unsure that he is yet able to depart of his own power. Are the two of you both safe?

[MuffinMan]

"If that was the P-Piper..." Aurora says slowly, "then the rumors are true, and the souls of the other prisoners may still be inside, too! I need to do more research in the Professor's library..."

[Untarr]

Kristoph lingers for a while, but cannot hear any more voices, nor discern the direction of the original voice.

The party returns to Kendra's house without incident or interruption. They walk in to find Kendra reading a book in the common room, as she looks up, she is only stunned for a moment before tossing aside her book and moving to help.

Gods! What happened to you all?!

[Farmerbink]

Elian smiles wanly at the now bustling woman. Unless I miss my guess, the "Piper of Illmarsh" happened to us. He surveys the group's poor condition before continuing. I suppose, depending on your perspective, we have all had very rough mornings, though clearly Gundwolf, Kristoph, and Fruril have gotten the worst of it. Is there anything I can do to help you tend to them?

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph nods silently as he begins to remove his armor and clean it and his weapons. He does not let Kendra help him until she first looks to the two half-orcs, explaining, "Though I am injured, both of them took a much harder fall. See to them first, please."

After everyone is comfortable at least, he suggests, "Perhaps Father Grimburrow could assist us with some form of divine healing. Is anyone willing to go with me to see if he is able to help us today?"

[MuffinMan]

Aurora's eyes widen at the mention of the priest. "I- I think I should stay here and help Miss Kendra with the bandages. Maybe I can find another clue in the Professor's library afterwards..."

Heal check for 'long-term care', if we stay put long enough to qualify: [roll0] vs DC 15

Researching the library will probably happen at some point today, so making the Knowledge checks now:
History [roll1]
Arcana [roll2]
Looking for any more about the Whispering Way, the five specific prisoners, or Harrowstone generally.

(I forget if the circumstance bonus from the library is +2 or +4, so I've left it off the rolls themselves.)

[Albinobrow]

Yeah.. That was rough.. I would appreciate any help available. I'll go with you Kristoph. Thank you.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Leaving behind Gundwolf, Aurora, and Elian, Kristoph goes with Fruril to the temple of Pharasma and healing. When they arrive, he makes it a point to ask if the priest or an acolyte can come with him to the Lorrimor residence to provide some healing for Gundwolf after helping the paladin and ranger.

[Untarr]

Kendra with the help of of Aurora and Elian gets Gundwolfe out of his armor and into a bed. Turning him on his stomach, Kendra cuts open his shirt and reveals a grisly scene. The cuts are jagged and long, with bits of bone showing at their deepest points. Thunder crashes from the south, causing Kendra to jump from fright.

I know very little about healing, perhaps you could bandage him up while I assist you? she says to Aurora and Elian. Nodding at Aurora's agreement, she leaves the room and comes back with long wide bandages and a bottle of what looks like water.

I've seen farmers do this to their cuts, its a bottle of spirits that disinfects the wounds. Pouring the liquid onto a rag, the three work together to clean up the wounds before wrapping him up. His weight proves to be an issue, but eventually everything is covered.

[roll0]

I will get to making some food, he will need it after the priest heals him. she says before disappearing into the kitchen. Soon the sounds of chopping and the smell of onions and garlic fill the house.

Your research only reveals more of the same.

As you shamble through town, a storm begins to roll in from the south. The crack of lightning is accompanied by almost immediate thunder. It has not yet begun to rain when you get to the temple.

As you move inside there seems to be a hustle and bustle of activity. Acolytes and priests are moving about, covering windows and bringing in items that are outside. You see Chad's shining bald forehead in the crowd and approach him. His deep voice bellows as he sees you.

My friends! You look a little worse for the wear, what happened?! Chad listens intently as Kristoph explains what happened. Hah, you are crazier, or braver, than I thought. I can help you, but first I must inform Father Grimburrow where I will be going. waving his hand behind him as you can see, things are quite busy right now. A storm is coming in, and it looks like it will be most unpleasant. Meet me at the entrance in five minutes.

Chad disappears into the crowd. You don't have to wait long before the large black cleric appears again. He's changed into travel clothes and has a hood up. I will probably end up walking back in the rain, I thought it best to be prepared. Lets go.

Walking quickly back to the southern end of town, you reach the Professor's House just as the first drops begin to fall.

A trio of hooded figures come into the house just in front of the rain. After lifting their hoods off, it is revealed that they are Fruril, Kristoph, and Chad, returned from the Temple.

Gather everyone around me. he says standing over Gundwolfe. Bending a knee beside the bed, he begins to pray. Lady of the Graves, heed my plea. These brave souls have stood up against the abominations and now require your aid to recover. Oh great Lady, grant them respite from their wounds.

Chad channel's energy twice healing everyone in the room for:
[roll0] HP
[roll1] HP

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph bows his head in reverence as the priest channels the divine and heals the gathered companions. "May I someday be blessed to be such a channel for our goddess's will," he says quietly at the end of Chad's prayer. Speaking louder, he asks the priest, "If I may ask a bit more, we were exposed to several large swarms of rats while exploring the grounds of Harrowstone. They frequently carry disease - is there something you can do to help any who may have become infected recover quickly? I also have been attacked by numerous blood sucking stirge today and would be grateful for help recovering from their wounds..."

Kristoph is infected with Filth Fever (http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/glossary.html#_filth-fever) still and has taken 5 Constitution damage.
Regardless of Chad's ability to help with other forms of healing, Kristoph then thanks the priest for his assistance and offers to walk to the temple with him to provide company during the rainstorm.

[JWallyR]

Gundwolf stirs fitfully as consciousness returns to him. With a sudden start, his eyes flicker open and he looks rapidly between the faces of the figures gathered above him, seeming not to recognize anybody. He growls and reaches for his weapon (removed with the rest of his armor and harness) but freezes with a sharp intake of breath. The pain seems to jar him into cognizance of his surroundings, and after gingerly laying back down he growls out, How many did I take?

[Farmerbink]

Elian conspicuously slips away after helping bring Gundwolf to the priest. At the conclusion of the channeling, he steps back into the room just in time to hear Gundwolf's question. How many did you take down with you, or how many hits did you take before you went down yourself? Oddly, I think it was three, in either case. Certainly more than I would dare face at once, friend. Rest with ease, you have more than earned it. He smiles slightly, with his mouth close, at the half-orc before looking back up the the rest of the group.

Noting Kristoph's offer, he adds, I too would be happy to provide company back to the cathedral. I find the rain oddly soothing, and have no better task to attend to, thanks to your aide. My paltry knowledge of bandages and herbalism have little use beside the powers of the divine. And besides, it may be best if none of us walk about alone in the dark. I fear we may have already made a few enemies along with our friends.

[Untarr]

I'm afraid not, mighty Kristoph. Curing such things are well beyond my abilities. Come, we shall request aid of Father Grimburrow. He heads down out of the room as a bright flash and heavy thunderclap occur almost in the same instant. The sound is deafening. Though I am not afraid of rain, I wonder if might not be wise to remain indoors during such a storm. his eyes flick up as you reach the front room, noticing that the storm shutters on the house are currently being closed by Kendra.

Lady Lorrimor, is it so bad outside?

Turning around, she holds wipes her hands on her apron.

You can't hear? The wind is howling and the rain is coming down in sheets! You can barely see fifteen feat for all the water. You are as likely to get lost and fall than make it back to the temple. Please, all of you, remain here.

As you wish Lady Morrimor.

Dinner will be ready soon, please, all of you, make yourselves comfortable. I have a feeling that we will be here for a while. she says as she returns to the kitchen.

Chad makes his way to the table, pulls out a chair, and sits.

Sir Kristoph, please sit. I must admit that I am a bit fascinated by you. A Paladin of Pharasma, in the flesh. I've only heard rumors and stories. Tell me more about it.

I have not created any sort of background for how/why you are a paladin of a deity that normally does not have one. It is a somewhat rare, if not singular, thing. Feel free to be creative.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Sir Kristoph, please sit. I must admit that I am a bit fascinated by you. A Paladin of Pharasma, in the flesh. I've only heard rumors and stories. Tell me more about it.
Kristoph looks uncomfortable for a moment, as if he had just eaten something that had already gone off. Looking at Chad he says, "I assume you ask out of genuine curiosity and not to critique, so I will answer. This subject is one that always worries me, however, as many of your brothers and sisters of the clergy do not approve of me or my calling."

He sighs, frustration plain in his face. "When the farmers who raised me gave me to the church, I was eventually brought to Caliphas in the south. There, I was trained and educated at the Maiden's Choir cathedral to become a priest. Unfortunately, I lacked the patience and mindset of a priest. I was unable to master even the most basic of clerical prayers and tasks, though my faith was unwavering. The clergy was preparing to transfer me to a secular school to train me to become a warrior for the faith when something happened. It was late one night when I was studying the patterns of the stars from the observatory at the church - using the night sky to divine the will of the goddess was one of the few areas of the faith for which I felt any affinity." Taking a moment to sip some ale, the paladin continues. "I was gazing upwards, feeling the stars pull upon my spirit when something happened inside me. It was quiet, no flashing lights or sacred visions, but I felt a new calling. The church had always taught that the vilest of abominations were those unliving, undead creatures who profaned reality itself with their unholy existence. I knew that other faiths had great champions, called paladins, who were the destroyers of such monsters. And I thought to myself, "Perhaps, if Pharasma wills it, I could be such a champion." The next morning I approached the priests with the idea.

Well, they laughed at me. They said that there were no such things within the church, and it was madness to even consider. I left the cathedral that night, prepared to find some other path for my life, serving Pharasma in some other way. For the next several years I attended services faithfully while training to become a knight of some kind. The order of knights had several other squires at the time, and we would train with weapons and armor most of the day. At night I would look up at the stars, continuing to feel their pull and the draw of my calling. I was fifteen at the time."

Kristoph continues to tell his story to Chad as they eat, the difficulty of the telling still showing plainly. "About three years later the knight I served as squire was traveling between Caliphas and Vigil, there to meet with some members of one of the paladin orders. As we passed the haunted lands south of the Hungry Mountains we were beset by several undead. I recognized them later as ghouls, their stenches were overwhelming. My master defeated them easily, all save one, whom I fought. During the battle I prayed for strength from Pharasma, regardless of how I had been abandoned by the church. I swore a silent oath, saying that if she would only provide me the strength to defeat this vile creature in her name, I would serve her forever.

At the end of my prayer I smote the ghoul. I do not say that in the sense of simply defeating it - rather, I felt the power of Pharasma strike through my arm and sword and her holy power flow through me. Apparently my master saw it also, for he made it a point to introduce me to several of the mighty paladins in Lastwall while we were there. They confirmed what had happened, declaring me to be a true paladin in spite of my faith. We returned to Caliphas where I was ushered into the august presence of Mother Verith Thestia, the high priestess herself. I did not know what to expect, though I was sure she would ridicule me or in some other manner send me forth from her presence in disgrace. So, I bowed low and waited for her to speak and explain what would be done with me. She called in the inquisitor, Zetiah Mardhalas, who inspected me closely. The two used powerful magic, invoking the name of Pharasma to guide them and reveal the truth of what I was to be in the church. I was not able to see or hear what they discovered, but in the end they declared me a faithful paladin of our lady Pharasma." Kristoph took a deep breath and a long pull of ale.

"I was given terms of my service, a series of oaths by which I was to live and serve and sent out to find my own way. The cathedral lacked the tools or teachers to effectively guide me, so they felt the best way for me to serve was to travel Ustalav and serve wherever I found the need. That was some four years ago. I think you are the first priest to whom I have explained myself in that time, and all of you," gesturing to those gathered around the dinner table, "are the only others who have heard the story."

[Farmerbink]

Elian sits quietly at the table, sipping wine from a tall glass as he listens to the half-elf's tale. Nodding quietly in recognition, he makes no comments throughout. As Kristoph falls silent, he speaks quietly. "Odd thing, that a half-elf would find his way to a community, only to find that it was a lonely existence therein. I am sorry to hear of your troubles, though gladdened by the company they have brought about." With a small nod to Kristoph, he raises his glass and falls back into silence.

[MuffinMan]

Aurora comes out of the professor's library with a disappointed look on her face just as Kristoph begins speaking. She stands silently in the doorway until he finishes, then crosses over to join the others at the table. "A brave story indeed, Master Kristoph." She frowns as she relates her lack of progress in the study. "The professor knew more - I'm sure of it! - but I haven't been able to find anything yet..." As she finishes speaking, a sudden BOOM of thunder causes her to jump and the owl Socrates to hoot reproachfully from atop a nearby bookcase.

[Untarr]

A brave story indeed. I for one, think that the path you have taken is a needed one. In these days, Pharasma needs champions to fight the abominations and protect the sanctity of life, in whatever form they come. Paladins have always been known for their ability to fight the undead, it is only right that Pharasma also uses such a tool. May the Lady of the Grave judge you fairly. he says the last part with a bowed head, using his fist to trace a spiral on his chest.

He is tracing the Symbol of Pharasma on his chest, a customary gesture when giving praise to Pharasma.

The storm rages on as Kendra serves dinner. It is a thick soup, with pieces of carrots, fish, potatoes, and onions. Fresh bread rolls are also served.

Eat well, you have had a long day. Hopefully this storm breaks before tomorrow morning so that you can continue your investigation.

I'm not going to push this into the next day yet. I want to give you time to let your characters talk and flesh out personalities, interactions, and what not.

[DarkOne-Rob]

...May the Lady of the Grave judge you fairly. he says the last part with a bowed head, using his fist to trace a spiral on his chest.
Kristoph also makes the symbol against his chest bowing his head in response to the priest's words. "I have found those few in the clergy to accept my place in the church are often like you - living on the outskirts of civilization and willing to do what it takes to serve her in whatever way becomes necessary. It is nice to have an ally who trusts you. Thank you." he says, before turning to the rest of the assembled. "Gundwolf and I have spoken at length, and for my efforts I earned a sound beating at his hand with the sparring weapons," the paladin says, a smirk on his face as he looks at the usually surly half-orc. "I do not intend to press anyone to speak on their past who finds it uncomfortable, but I am curious about the rest of you as well. I have noticed the ever-present owl and how it is clearly Aurora's companion - is it a familiar? What little I have learned about the magical arts suggests it might be..."

[MuffinMan]

"Hmm, oh, Socrates?" Aurora glances up at the large mottled owl cleaning its feathers on the bookshelf. "Um, yes- you could call him a familiar, though I think of him as more of a friend most times." The owl gives a low hoot as it continues its grooming. "He- he just showed up one day at Garrenhold, right around the time my powers started manifesting. The professor told me there was a special connection between him and my magic, and that I ought to keep him close. N-not any kind of bad connection - lots of powerful wizards have animal familiars!" She looks around nervously for a moment, her memories going back to those accusations of Witchcraft!!! that appeared along with the magic and the owl. Seeing noone at the table immediately yelling at or threatening her, she takes a breath and continues. "Anyway, we're a team. He can't speak, exactly, but I can usually get a- a sense, or an idea, of what he's feeling. Right now, for example, he's amused that we're talking about him - he doesn't often get to be the center of attention!" Socrates' head swivels almost upside-down as he gazes down at the party with piercing gold-black eyes. "It's hard to explain, like having someone else living in your head sometimes. N-not really, of course! Just their emotions..." She takes another sip of soup to calm herself. "Anyway, that was all a long time ago. Now I'm just Miss Edmunson, apprentice midwife and herbalist of Korren. Or, at least I was..." She frowns sadly at the table in front of her, lost in her own thoughts.

[Farmerbink]

Elian smirks over the girl's obvious discomfort from his position at the table. I think, Miss Edmunson, it is fair to say that none of us is "just" any one thing anymore... if we ever were. He nods at her, rises slow, and raises his glass. A few of us at this table, possibly all of us by extension, owe our very lives to you and your talents. Looking to the gathered company, he continues. Had Aurora not been present to bolster our strength when beset by those fiends in the dark, methinks not a one of us would be here to enjoy this meal and company. A toast! To Aurora! He looks about the table expectantly.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph raises his glass, smiling broadly at the woman. "Socrates is quick a distinguished sounding name for an owl. Did you name him or did he name himself?" he asks. "Many of the mightiest of paladins are known for their mighty steeds, with whom they also develop close friendships. Many times the bond between mount and rider is blessed with great power as well."

The half-elf drinks his ale in toast to Aurora before continuing. "Among other things Pharasma is the goddess of midwives - particularly in rural towns such as Ravengro it is one of her primary areas of influence. Do you worship the Lady of Graves also or do you find the power to heal from some other source? I am not aware of many wizards with such power..."

(From his demeanor it is plain that Kristoph is genuinely curious and not pressing to try and entrap her with his questions.)

[Untarr]

If this child is truly responsible for your lives, I am humbled. Little one, you have my respect. he says as he raises his glass.

Yes, indeed. Though honestly, you should just be more careful! Kendra says as she comes back into the room.

The dishes are done, I can now join you. Please, do not start over on my account, continue! she looks at Aurora expectantly.

[MuffinMan]

"Socrates is quick a distinguished sounding name for an owl. Did you name him or did he name himself?"

"Oh, no - I just named him after one of my favorite ancient scholars!" she admits. "But I think he likes it well enough!" The owl hoots contentedly and goes back to grooming its feathers.


"Do you worship the Lady of Graves also or do you find the power to heal from some other source? I am not aware of many wizards with such power..."

"Oh, yes, I say my prayers to the Mother of Souls every day!" Aurora nods earnestly. "But, um, I'm not any kind of priestess, if that's what you mean!" she laughs nervously. "I just... I've always known how to cast those spells, ever since I could manage any cantrips at all!" She shrugs a bit and a concerned look comes over her face. "It's not - ...you don't think it's anything bad, do you? I mean, how could it be bad if it helps me to heal people?" A note of pleading enters her voice at the end as she looks around the table, obviously seeking reassurance of her claim.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph laughs warmly and replies "Of course the power to heal is not bad! What an amazing blessing to have and to come into it at such a young age! Have you been so scrutinized that such a thing would scare you? I think it is a wonderful thing..."

[JWallyR]

How many did you take down with you, or how many hits did you take before you went down yourself? Oddly, I think it was three, in either case. Certainly more than I would dare face at once, friend. Rest with ease, you have more than earned it.

Gundwolf nods in modest satisfaction, the motion seeming to induce another jolt of pain. Grimacing Gundwolf lays back and stretches in an attempt to calm his muscles, clenched in remembered pain.


"Gundwolf and I have spoken at length, and for my efforts I earned a sound beating at his hand with the sparring weapons," the paladin says, a smirk on his face as he looks at the usually surly half-orc.
Gundwolf's face darkens momentarily, but as Kristoph finishes his thought Gund seems surprised (and confused by his tone, looking at Kristoph in silence with furrowed brows.


I do not intend to press anyone to speak on their past who finds it uncomfortable, but I am curious about the rest of you as well. I have noticed the ever-present owl and how it is clearly Aurora's companion - is it a familiar? What little I have learned about the magical arts suggests it might be..."
Gundwolf's eyes narrow sharply before flitting momentarily back to Kristoph. With apparent effort, Gundwolf closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before regarding Aurora in what might best be described as studied disinterest as she describes her story.


A few of us at this table, possibly all of us by extension, owe our very lives to you and your talents. Looking to the gathered company, he continues. Had Aurora not been present to bolster our strength when beset by those fiends in the dark, methinks not a one of us would be here to enjoy this meal and company. A toast! To Aurora! He looks about the table expectantly.

His eyes having slowly worked back toward their narrowed suspicion, Gundwolf nonetheless raises his glass in grudging admission of her assistance.


"It's not - ...you don't think it's anything bad, do you? I mean, how could it be bad if it helps me to heal people?"


"Of course the power to heal is not bad! What an amazing blessing to have and to come into it at such a young age! Have you been so scrutinized that such a thing would scare you? I think it is a wonderful thing..."

Finally breaking his silence, Gundwolf grumbles, If one has power to give life, could not such power be turned to take it away, or infuse it into the bodies of the dead? Best to let nature take its proper course. His eyes stay fixed on the center of the table.

[Farmerbink]

Elian glances at Gundwolf, barely masking his irritation. He then returns his gaze to Aurora, gesturing to Kristoph. Indeed, the ability to give life is the greatest of blessings bestowed upon mortals. His face shifts to a blank mask. The fates are fickle, indeed, to give talents so widely and with so little consistency. To one, the ability to protect life. To another, the ability to deny it. To one skill with shaping the very fabric of creation, to the other faith to support the I'll-at-heart.

Yes, we all have talents. Yours, Aurora, are to be cherished. He smiles courteously before taking a long sip of wine.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Finally breaking his silence, Gundwolf grumbles, If one has power to give life, could not such power be turned to take it away, or infuse it into the bodies of the dead? Best to let nature take its proper course. His eyes stay fixed on the center of the table.
Oblivious to Gundwolf's earlier discomfort, Kristoph responds, "What is most excellent about the power to give life is that it is the antithesis to undead! Power like that channeled by Aurora or Chad will heal the living and cut off the undead from their unholy animating magic. Infusing such holy energy into the bodies of the dead can even raise them back to true life in some miraculous cases! It may not be natural in the common sense of the word, but even devout worshipers of nature use life-giving energy in their work."

Kristoph is clearly excited as he continues to speak. "To give life to others is such an incredible gift - I admire any capable of being such a blessing to others. Perhaps, with Pharasma's blessings, I will live to earn such ability. In the meanwhile, some of us must be content to bash in the skulls of skeletons, purging the taint of undeath from our world one abomination at a time. For such work, I think there are few I have seen so capable as Fruril or Gundwolf. I think it is quite the fortuitous circumstances that have brought such a diverse company together. It furthers my opinion of the late Professor, may Pharasma judge him kindly. With strong arms on the front lines with healing power to support them we may yet be able to advance his just cause in this place and protect this town from the vile undead within Harrowstone."

He raises his glass, indicating another toast as he says, "To Professor Lorrimor, his lovely daughter Kendra, Brother Chad, and all those assembled. May our efforts bear good fruit and lead to the destruction of many, many undead and the spread of life throughout the area!"

[JWallyR]

"What is most excellent about the power to give life is that it is the antithesis to undead! Power like that channeled by Aurora or Chad will heal the living and cut off the undead from their unholy animating magic."

Gundwolf frowns in thought for a moment, before giving a grudging (and almost imperceptible) nod of acknowledgement.


He raises his glass, indicating another toast as he says, "To Professor Lorrimor, his lovely daughter Kendra, Brother Chad, and all those assembled. May our efforts bear good fruit and lead to the destruction of many, many undead and the spread of life throughout the area!"

Gundwolf raises his glass, neither quickly nor with obvious hesitance.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Several minutes later Kristoph excuses himself from the table, first to help with any remaining dishes and to help Kendra put away the leftovers from their meal, and then to step out onto the porch to watch the storm blow. He gives a melancholy sigh, looking longingly upwards before heading inside and making ready for bed.

[Untarr]

The party retires for the night as the storm rages on. Chad elects to stay down stairs and sleeps on a pallet of blankets provided by Kendra.


[roll0] Kristoph
[roll1] Gundwolfe
[roll2] Elian
[roll3] Aurora
[roll4] Fruril


Soon your mind begins to drown out the sounds of the storm and your eyes fall heavy. You fall asleep, though both of you are soon woken by an unusual sound. It sounds like someone is banging on the door. Upon exiting your rooms, you find Kendra in the hall, her eyes heavy with sleep.

What is that? she says as you hear the banging again, clearer now that it is not thunder.


Zzzzzzz....

[Farmerbink]

Elian looks around for the source of the sound. Kendra, stay close. Too many strange things have happened to assume this is nothing. Aurora, go wake Kristoph. I would prefer to have his presence if this is something troublesome. Hopefully we can all go back to sleep shortly. He returns to his room just long enough to grab his mace loop and crossbow. Loading the crossbow, he steps back into the hallway. Now, let us see what is causing that racket? Keeping Kendra close, he heads towards the front door, crossbow trained at the portal. if there is a window on that side of the house, I would like to look out it first. If not, we wait until Aurora returns, preferably with Kristoph.

[Albinobrow]

Meant to be said before bed. Sorry it took so long to respond. :)

Here, here. Is Fruril's quiet response, as he raises his glass to drink as well. The Professor has certainly chosen his companions well. He smiles to everyone at the table before taking another deep drink. He then eats quietly, thinking back on the events of today's encounters.

[MuffinMan]

Kendra, stay close. Too many strange things have happened to assume this is nothing. Aurora, go wake Kristoph. I would prefer to have his presence if this is something troublesome. Hopefully we can all go back to sleep shortly.

Aurora nods while rubbing sleep from her eyes, and hurries down the hall to Kristoph's room, casting a Light cantrip as she goes. "Kristoph! Master Kristoph!" She shakes his shoulder until he wakes up, then holds a finger to her lips. "Can you hear that?" she whispers. "Who'd be knocking on the door at this hour, in this storm? Master Elian has just gone downstairs with Miss Kendra - we should join them!"

[Untarr]

Here is a Map (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0AlQGw8atRk3_dDVyVUVMbWZkckd6aUNHWnRTZ1dxV VE&usp=drive_web#gid=9).

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph opens his eyes, coming alert quickly. "Wake Fruril and tell him to be ready for trouble. There is little reason to be out in a storm like this, and it cannot be good..." he says to Aurora as he moves over and wakes Gundwolf by shaking the big half-orc's bed. Once awake he only says, "There's trouble. Come downstairs armed."

The paladin then picks up his scabbard, morningstar, and shield (but leaving his armor) and then heads downstairs, calling loudly, "What is happening? Who is there? Kendra, Elian, Chad, is everyone alright?!"

[MuffinMan]

Aurora nods breathlessly and runs into the other room to wake Fruril. A good deal more carefully than with Kristoph, she shakes his shoulder while whispering his name to awaken him. "Master Fruril! Come quickly - there may be trouble downstairs!"

[Farmerbink]

"What is happening? Who is there? Kendra, Elian, Chad, is everyone alright?!"

As Kristoph rounds the corner upstairs, Elian sees him. Chad is, to the best of my knowledge still downstairs. Where did Aurora go? I do not want to leave her behind up here! I know not what is making that racket, but u thought it would be wise for more than she and I to inspect it on our own. Too many... odd things have been going on.

[DarkOne-Rob]

"Aurora is waking Fruril. With this storm raging, whoever is at the door either needs help or is up to no good themselves - you were wise to wake us. Let's wake Chad and see who it is..." Kristoph says as he moves purposefully past Elian to the ground floor, listening for anything over the noise of the storm. Once on the ground floor, he moves quietly to wake Chad, before approaching the source of the banging.

Perception [roll0]
Stealth [roll1]

[Farmerbink]

Elian nods and quietly follows Kristoph down the stairs, staying just far enough back to have clearance with his crossbow.

[roll0] stealth
[roll1] perception

[JWallyR]

Gundwolf growls at Kristoph as the paladin shakes him awake, but seems to gather his bearings. Looking even more surly than usual, Gundwolf hastily straps on his armor and harness and follows Kristoph down the stairs, flail in hand.

Stealth: [roll0]
Perception: [roll]1d20+5

[JWallyR]

Once more with feeling... Perception: [roll0]

[Albinobrow]

Trouble!? Is there enough time for me to get into my armor?

[Untarr]

The rain continues to pound away outside as you all make your way downstairs. You find Chad also awake, he is standing and has lit a single lamp that casts long shadows around the front area. Lightning flashes pierce the gaps between the shutters periodically. The rain continues to fall in torrents against the sides of the house.

*THUMP*.....*THUMP*.....*THUMP* almost rhythmically comes from the door.

I am glad you are awake. I do not like this... his voice trails off as he looks towards the door.

With his voice, the noise from the door stops. You hear the slow methodical clunk of something moving across the front porch. The footsteps are joined by others, though you cannot tell how many.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph puts a finger to his lips, signaling for quiet from those in sight. Moving as quietly as he is able, he moves towards the door, and then shakes his head and moves towards the window nearest the door. Peeking through, he looks at the source of the sounds, doing his best to pierce the darkness.

Stealth [roll0] to move quietly to the best vantage point from which to look at the front porch without opening any doors or windows. If the shutters are too close and there is no way to look outside through them, he will try to gently (stealthily) move the shutters back just enough to see outside.
Perception [roll1] - note that Kristoph has low-light vision and if there is any reason to be concerned about undead will use Detect Undead (http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/spells/detectUndead.html#detect-undead) without hesitation. If this allows him to detect undead through the door or windows (due to them being thin enough that they don't block the ability's effect) he will use that if there is no other way to determine who is outside without being seen himself.

[Farmerbink]

As Kristoph investigates from the window, Elian trains the crossbow on the door and focuses intently, muttering under his breath.

detect magic on the door

[MuffinMan]

Aurora shrinks back agains the wall as the thumping stops. Heart pounding, she casts a spell while listening intently to the sounds from the front porch...

Cast Detect Magic at the door, and also Perception to tell anything more about the noises: [roll0]

[Untarr]

You detect numerous undead on the other side of the door. There is no way to look outside the shutters without opening them.
You do not detect any magic coming from the door.

As a drip of sweat drops down his dark skin, Chad moves towards the window.

Can you detect anything, Paladin?

More steps shuffle on the porch outside as another thunder clap rolls through the house.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph's eyes go flat as he says, just loudly enough to be heard by all in the room over the omnipresent storm, "They are undead. Get everyone armed and ready to fight. If we have time, help everyone put on armor that knows how to wear it, too. My armor is upstairs in my room. Hurry!" With nothing more said, he takes a position near the door, his shield in place and his longsword drawn.

Kristoph has prepared an action to attack the first undead that enters the door forcibly. He will be the last to don armor, as his will likely take the longest. See this (http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/equipment.html#getting-into-and-out-of-armor) link for details on time needed for each type of armor.

If the undead continue to mill about long enough for everyone to get armed and armored, the Kristoph will move to begin combat by throwing open the door and attacking, hopefully surprising the undead.

[Farmerbink]

Elian bursts into motion. Aurora! Kendra! We have no armor, so we need to buy the rest of them time! Help me barricade the door! Without waiting to verify their aid, he runs behind the nearest piece of furniture and begins dragging it in front of the door (or windows on that side).

if possible, put table(s) on their side so that the top is flush with the door/window(s), and shove other furniture in between the legs to add weight.

[JWallyR]

Tightening his fingers about the grip of his flail, Gundwolf quietly takes a position near the door, flail at the ready, and listens for sounds of action.


Perception: [roll0]
Stealth: [roll1]

Readied action to smash the first thing that comes through the door?

Attack: [roll2] (power attack)
CC: [roll3]
Damage: [roll4]

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 5/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Unconscious, Dying

[Albinobrow]

Fruril finishes putting on his armor and grabs his weapons and heads downstairs to meet the others. He makes it just in time to hear Kristoph mention undead and readies his longbow for the creatures behind the door.

Ready an action to fire at the first undead seen once door is open
Attack! [roll0] CC [roll1] (x3) damage [roll2]

[DarkOne-Rob]

Aurora! Kendra! We have no armor, so we need to buy the rest of them time! Help me barricade the door!
Kristoph watches the door, neither encouraging nor discouraging the efforts to barricade the entry to the house. "When everyone is ready, be prepared to move those back out of the way - I will not suffer the undead to walk the streets unchecked, and after handling these here we must be sure other homes aren't under attack as well..."

[Farmerbink]

When everyone is ready, be prepared to move those back out of the way - I will not suffer the undead to walk the streets unchecked, and after handling these here we must be sure other homes aren't under attack as well..."

Elian looks up from where he's sliding a table across the floor. Slack-jawed, his mouth works for a few moments before words seem to come to him. You want to fight those things? You want to leave what little safety we have, to risk life and limb for villagers who tried to kill us?!? Do you have any idea exactly how dangerous these "things" that go bump in the night can be? You might as well catch the rain or hold back the tide for all the good you can do!

He looks around the room, frantically searching the faces of those gathered before him for something- and seems to not find it. You people are all insane! Completely maniacal! Fine! We will play the heroes, and saaaave the village! Truth be told, heroes die trying, more often than not!

He seems lost for a moment, flitting his gaze back and forth between his mace and crossbow. Oh, blast it all! What I would not give for a shield right now! Muttering to himself, he gently loosens the crossbow and places it in its loop over his shoulder. Drawing the mace, he looks back to Kristoph. Hear me well, paladin. If the gods deem that we should live through this night, we will have things to discuss on the morrow. I will guard your back and flank as best I can.

He assumes a combative position, behind and to the left of Kristoph, mace at the ready. He continues to grumble and mutter under his breath. Occasionally you hear snatches that sound like "insanity...," and "nonsensical tomfoolery!"

[Untarr]

The sounds on the front porch slowly diminish. You can hear the pounding and scraping of heavy feet as they lumber down the steps.

Your Detect Undead detects a shifting number of undead auras coming in and out of range (it seems as if they are milling around the house). The most you detect at any one time is fourteen. They are all faint. As Gundwolfe gets his armor on, the number you can detect begins to drop rapidly.

[DarkOne-Rob]

As Gundwolf finishes his preparations Kristoph says, grimly, "There are over a dozen weak undead out there. If we do not confront them shortly, others, likely less prepared, will." Looking to Elian he says, "Sometimes fate chooses for us the proper path. If you wish to remain behind, I will think no less of you. Miss Kendra needs protection, but so do the innocent townsfolk of Ravengro. I will be attacking the undead when you open the door. Please do so."

Not waiting to don his armor, Kristoph prepares himself to charge out the door, nodding for Elian to open the door.

[Farmerbink]

Continuing to grumble and scoff about "innocent" townspeople- with pitchforks, torches, and knives- Elian steps forward to grip the door handle. He looks back to the motley companions assembled in the room. Kendra. When we leave, methinks you would be well advised to put a table and or heavier furniture behind this door. When we return, unless one of us says "the tomb is empty, the day is drear," do NOT let us in. His head turns to the door at a slightly louder scuffling, and quickly looks back. Where there is weak undead, there is strong somewhere behind it. Remember, Kendra. Gods willing, we will return shortly. Sparing just one last glance to the crew behind him, Elian throws open the door, jumping back to behind Kristoph and Gundwolf in one smooth motion.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round ?

AC 13, Touch 11, Flat-footed 12, CMD 14, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus 1
Longsword (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 19-20/x2) (+1 Damage vs. Undead)
Heavy Steel Shield (+2 Shield, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9 (14), Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever
As Elian moves into position and opens the door, Kristoph says quietly, "Have some faith - they are not all fools, and the innocent among them may yet redeem their neighbors' sinful actions..."
Kristoph moves with deliberate force, bursting through the now open doorway into the throng of undead, crying, "Pharasma, guide my blade in your name!" loudly.

If able I would like Kristoph to be first out the door. He will be making the effort to force enough space there to allow at least Gundwolf to join him on the porch (if Fruril were to join in melee too, that would be preferred). If that means it is a Bull Rush he will make such a combat maneuver.

Initiative [roll0]
Longsword [roll1] attack, [roll2] (Natural 19-20/x2), [roll3] damage
Bull Rush (if that is necessary) [roll4] (incurs attacks of opportunity from unsurprised opponents)

[MuffinMan]

Round ?

[roll0] if it's that time!

"Don't worry, Miss Kendra. These are brave warriors - they will keep us safe!" Aurora pats Kendra on the arm and offers what she hopes is a comforting smile before following Kristoph and the half-orcs out the door. A white glow springs up above her upturned palm, and she casts around for friend or foe to unleash it on.

Delay action until Kristoph and Gundwolf have moved, then follow them out. Ready an action to use Healing Hex for [roll1] if an ally within reach gets injured OR an undead closes to melee range with her.
Touch attack roll, if necessary: [roll2]
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 1/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1

[Untarr]

[roll0]

Throwing open the door proves easier than he anticipated, as a wind buffet swings it hard into the house, nearly ripping the door out of Elian's hand. The gust blows into the house and extinguishes the flame lantern in Chad's hand, plunging the area into complete darkness. The driving rain stings on your faces as nature's fury comes through the door like water through a broken dam.

Kristoph and Gundwolfe push forward onto the porch, with the rest of the party right behind.

You see the vague shapes of humanoids lumbering away to the South (would be about 2:00 o'clock relative to you). Do not impose any penalties into this check, they have been included in the DC.

Map Updated. (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0AlQGw8atRk3_dDVyVUVMbWZkckd6aUNHWnRTZ1dxV VE&usp=drive_web#gid=9)

[Farmerbink]

[roll0] initiative?
[roll1] perception
And filler stuff

[MuffinMan]

Aurora shivers and wraps her cloak tightly around her against the downpour. She casts a spell to illuminate the area as she peers into the darkness...
Cast Light on Kristoph's shield. Perception [roll0]
"I can't see anything!" she cries over the storm.

[DarkOne-Rob]

As Aurora's spell takes hold Kristoph raises his shield high, peering out into the darkness.

Perception [roll0]

You see the vague shapes of humanoids lumbering away to the South (would be about 2:00 o'clock relative to you). Do not impose any penalties into this check, they have been included in the DC.
Kristoph gestures with his sword in the direction of the retreating undead, speaking loud enough to be heard over the storm, "There they go! Take care with your footing!" He then moves with deadly purpose towards the figures.

[Albinobrow]

[roll0] rollin mah dice!

[Albinobrow]

Fruril doesn't see where they went through the storm, but follows Kristoph out the door ready to let loose an arrow in the first undead he sees!

Follow Kristoph out the door, continue looking for undead, fire arrow at first I find.
Perception [roll0]
If that's good enough to find them:
Attack [roll1] CC (x3) [roll2] Damage [roll3]

Fruril (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=855696)
M CG Half-Orc Ranger (Inflitrator), Level 1, Init +2, HP 13/13, Speed 30w/a or 20w/oa
AC 17, Touch 12, Flat-footed 15, CMD 16, Fort +4, Ref +4, Will +2, CMB +4, Base Attack Bonus 01
Falchion +4 (2d4+4, 18-20/x2)
Longbow (arrows) +3 (1d8, x3)
Dagger +4 (1d4+3, 19-20/x2)
Scale mail (+5 Armor, +2 Dex)
Abilities Str 17, Dex 15, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 7
Condition None

[JWallyR]

Round 1

Gundwolf rushes out through the doorway, looking for undead to pulverize...

Initiative: [roll0]

Perception with Darkvision vs. DC 14: [roll1]
Since I have terrible Initiative, delay action until someone points a direction or Gundwolf is otherwise given an idea of where to head?

I really liked my rolls back from when I was waiting for undead to come in, so here they are (for reference):

Attack: (1d20+4)[24] (power attack)
CC: (1d20+4)[15]
Damage: (1d10+9)[19]

New rolls for fairness (pssh):
Attack: [roll2] (power attack)
CC: [roll3]
Damage: [roll4]

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 5/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition None

[Untarr]

Surprise Round

Aurora concentrates briefly and Kristoph's shield lights up showing the lumbering shapes of zombies moving away from the house.

Kristoph, Elian, Gundowlfe and Fruril all jump off the porch and into the storm! Catching the fleeing undead by surprise, they kill the two stragglers with a series of blows, but in turn draw the attention of the rest of the pack.

Begin Round 1

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round 1

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 10/13, Speed 20 ft. (30 ft. Base)
AC 13, Touch 11, Flat-footed 12, CMD 14, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus 1
Longsword (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 19-20/x2) (+1 Damage vs. Undead)
Heavy Steel Shield (+2 Shield, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever
Kristoph grimly continues to move towards the zombies, striking at them determinedly.

Move action as needed to reach melee with a zombie, standard action to attack.
Longsword [roll0] attack, [roll1] (Critical Threat 19-20/x2), [roll2] damage

[JWallyR]

Round 1

Gundwolf seeks out another abomination to crush!

Move action to nearest undead, leave 1 square between Kristoph and myself but otherwise block undead from moving to attack non-melee if possible (while still being in range to attack).

POWER attack: [roll0]
CC: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 5/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Unconscious, Dying

[MuffinMan]

Round 1

Aurora does her best to stay close to the warriors while keeping an eye out for more undead. A white glow springs up from her palm.
Fight defensively for +2 AC (to 14), and move to stay ~15ft behind the melee folks. Ready an action to touch attack an undead with Healing Hex if one comes into melee range of her:
Attack [roll0] (-4 fighting defensively :smallsigh:)
Damage [roll1]
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 1/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1

[Farmerbink]

Round 1

I have darkvision/low light vision of 60 ft. I don't know how you want to go about adjudicating that, but if I would be able to see anything that is a greater threat than my declared target, feel free to adjust my targeting accordingly.

Elian's hands and lips move in a blur, and he moves purposefully to stay behind Kristoph.

cast Daze on the zombie at P8- DC 15 negates, move action to stay behind Kristoph, but close.

[Untarr]

Everyone's vision ranges are reduced by 75% due to the rain and wind.


Zombie Initiative [roll0]

[Untarr]

Round 1



Aurora, doesn't move readies attack.

Elian Dazes Zombie
[roll0] vs DC15

Fruril fires arrow
[roll1] vs AC 12
[roll2]
[roll3]

Zombies move

Gundwolfe hits one (not dead, at 2)

Kristoph Misses



Chad and Aurora stand fast on the porch of the house as the grim reality of a small zombie horde reveals itself in the rainy, storm-filled, night.

Elian's spell is not effective, the zombie continues to move. In response, Fruril fires an arrow at the same zombie and strikes it true. As the zombies move in closer, Gundwolfe and Kristoph both lash out with their weapons, though only Gundwolfe hits. His target does not fall, however.


Elian's Daze was saved against/
Fruril hits with Arrow
Gundwolfe Hits
Kristoph Misses
Injured Zombies denoted by a (*).
Map (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0AlQGw8atRk3_dDVyVUVMbWZkckd6aUNHWnRTZ1dxV VE&usp=drive_web#gid=9)

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round 2

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 10/13, Speed 20 ft. (30 ft. Base)
AC 15, Touch 13, Flat-footed 12, CMD 14, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus +1
Longsword (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 19-20/x2) (+1 Damage vs. Undead)
Heavy Steel Shield (+2 Shield, +1 Dex, +2 Dodge)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever
Seeing the threat of so many zombies materialize, Kristoph cries out, "Take care they don't surround us!" and swings his sword again, backing up in short steps to stay clear of the zombies' grasping hands. "Dispatch them from range if you can - zombies are slow enough!"

Standard action to attack with longsword, fighting defensively, move action to 5-ft. step back to M9.
Longsword [roll0] attack, [roll1] (critical threat 19-20/x2), [roll2]

[MuffinMan]

Round 2

From her position on the porch, Aurora can barely make out the humanoid shapes of the zombies through the dark and the rain, but Kristoph's shining shield and Gundwolf's flashing blade give enough of a beacon to orient her. "Look out!" she cries as the zombies turn to engage her friends. Drawing her own belt knife, she remains on the porch, torn between the urge to help and to run, and feeling quite useless.

Draw dagger, fight defensively for +2 AC, stay put.

If a zombie wanders into melee range, ready action to touch attack with Healing Hex:
Attack [roll0]
Damage [roll1]
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 1/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1

[JWallyR]

Round 2

Gundwolf bares his teeth and begins to snarl, but suddenly winces instead. Eyes narrowing, he deliberately swings his flail at the nearest zombie...

Assuming that the damaged zombie is still alive, he is my primary target:

NON-Power attack: [roll0]
CC: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

If the damaged zombie is *not* still alive, subtract 1 from the attack and CC rolls above (i.e. reduce the bonus by 1) and increase damage by 3 on the nearest zombie for a Power Attack!

If the target of Gundwolf's attack has dealt him damage, add 1 to any damage done by Gundwolf's attack to it. Gundwolf preferentially attacks the damaged zombie, any other zombie that has damaged him, or (if none have damaged him) the nearest threatening zombie.

Followed by a 5 foot step back (keeping pace with Kristoph), trying to block non-AoO-granting movement to squishies.


Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 5/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Unconscious, Dying

[Farmerbink]

Round 2

Elian grumbles, and sharply intakes his breath at the emerging sight of the zombies. By the gods! I told you we should stay inside!

Daze at 7N, 5-foot step back to L9.

[Albinobrow]

Round 2

Fruril draws his falchion after seeing the futility in firing his arrows into these undead creatures, and swings!

Drop bow, draw falchion and POWER ATTACK the closest zombie!
POWER ATTACK! [roll0] (includes favored enemy)
CC [roll1]
POWER DAMAGE! [roll2] (also includes favored enemy)

Fruril (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=855696)
M CG Half-Orc Ranger (Inflitrator), Level 1, Init +2, HP 13/13, Speed 30w/a or 20w/oa
AC 17, Touch 12, Flat-footed 15, CMD 16, Fort +4, Ref +4, Will +2, CMB +4, Base Attack Bonus 01
Falchion +4 (2d4+4, 18-20/x2)
Longbow (arrows) +3 (1d8, x3)
Dagger +4 (1d4+3, 19-20/x2)
Scale mail (+5 Armor, +2 Dex)
Abilities Str 17, Dex 15, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 7
Condition None

[Untarr]

Round 2



Aurora does nothing

Elian
Daze vs 7N Zombie
[roll0] vs DC 15

Fruril Kills a Zombie

[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]
vs Gundwolfe (AC 15)

[roll4]
[roll5]
[roll6]
vs Gundwolfe (AC 15)

[roll7]
[roll8]
[roll9]
vs Kristoph (AC 15)

[roll10]
[roll11]
[roll12]
vs Kristoph (AC 15)

[roll13]
[roll14]
[roll15]
vs Kristoph (AC 15)

Gundwolfe kills damaged zombie

Kristoph misses

Chad moves forward and channels either for dmg or for healing (healing if someone gets hit)

[roll16]



The rain slicked ground squishes under foot as you feel the cold water splash on your face. Your sight is severely hampered by the rain, a handicap you would wish upon your foes. Though, their lifeless eyes show no reaction to the storm. Only the cold look of death seems to radiate from them in the flashes of lightning that rock the party.

Aurora ducks down into a defensive stance, a pale white light appearing in her hand. Fruril, drops his bow, and in a smooth upward motion, cleaves the nearest walking corpse in two. Elian, seeing his chance, backs up and lets loose with another spell, this time the undead seems to pause. But the rest of the undead horde seems relentless as more appear from the storm, two land solid hits on Gundwolfe and Kristophe as they valiantly stand in the open field.

Gundwolfe's injuries prove too much, and he falls to the ground, his bandages bloody. Kristoph reels from the hit and is unable to respond in kind.

Suddenly, the party feels a warm light from behind them. Chad stands still, holding his hands in prayer and chants loudly to himself.

Lady of Justice, Lady of the Judged, grant me your strength so that we may push back this abominable horde!

The light encompasses the party and your feel rejuvenated by it.

Gundwolfe's eyes open.


Elian dazes a zombie.
Fruril Kills a zombie
Gundwolfe gets hit for 10, falls to -5 hp
Kristoph gets hit for 9, falls to 1 hp
Chad heals everyone for 6
Gundwolfe wakes up at 1 hp

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round 3

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 9/13, Speed 20 ft. (30 ft. Base)
AC 17, Touch 15, Flat-footed 12, CMD 14, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus +1
Longsword (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 19-20/x2) (+1 Damage vs. Undead)
Heavy Steel Shield (+2 Shield, +1 Dex, +4 Dodge)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever

Get back to the doorway! Help me get Gundwolf there, Fruril! cries the paladin. "There are too many to fight in the open like this!" He retreats carefully, taking full defense now as he tries to retreat carefully towards the doorway and relative safety.

Total Defense Action for +4 Dodge bonus to AC for a total AC of 17. If Kristoph can spare any sort of action (such as a move action) to help Gundwolf get up and moving to the doorway, he will.
5-ft. step to M9 (assuming Elian has vacated that spot).

[Farmerbink]

Elian attempts to corral the people behind him back through the doors. Get back! Everyone, back inside the house! Kendra!! Bar and reinforce the windows on this floor!

Daze on the nearest zombie (who isn't immune to it for the next minute) and then move action back inside the house, maintaining LoS to the door.

[MuffinMan]

Round 3


Get back to the doorway! Help me get Gundwolf there, Fruril! cries the paladin.

Aurora gasps as Gundwolf falls before the undead horde and starts forward, only to be halted by Chad's healing spell. Her own spells depleted, she swallows deeply as she wipes the rain from her eyes and readies herself to go assist Kristoph and Gundwolf, should he fall again.

Ready an action to run to Gundwolf (move action) and assist in dragging him back to the house (move action) as best as possible, if he should be hit and KO'd again this round.
Strength check [roll0] or Aid Another [roll1], whichever is applicable.
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 1/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1

[JWallyR]

Round 3

The light of consciousness reenters Gundwolf's eyes, and is replaced by cold fear. Grasping for his heavy flail, he rolls away from the zombies and toward the safety of the house...

As discussed in the Facebook thread:
1) Move action to grab flail and stand from prone (since Kristoph is above, aiming to end up in a square NOT bordered by zombies)
2) If Kristoph is conscious, delay until Kristoph's turn; otherwise grab Kristoph and make for safety. Strength check in dragging his sorry ass: [roll0]
3) If Kristoph was conscious in step 2, but falls unconscious, drag his sorry ass to safety. Otherwise both of us GTFO.

If "fighting defensively" is an option during any part of this process, I'll take whatever AC bonus I can.

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 1/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Unconscious, Dying

[Albinobrow]

Round 3

Fruril does his best to help Gundwolfe back up on his feet and back inside the house.

I want to either pick Gundwolfe up or help him to his feet and start moving back inside. Preferably defensively, preferably without also dropping my falchion.

[Untarr]

Round 3


Aurora delays action and helps move any fallen party member.

Elian Retreats into the house and Dazes another Zombie
[roll0] vs DC 15 Will

Fruril grabs Gundwolfe and drags him out of danger

CMB Check vs Zombies CMD
[roll1] vs 14

[Untarr]

Round 3

Aurora delays action and helps move any fallen party member.

Elian Retreats into the house and Dazes another Zombie
(1d20+3)[17] vs DC 15 Will

Fruril grabs Gundwolfe and drags him out of danger

CMB Check vs Zombies CMD
(1d20+6)[23] vs 14

Success, No AOOs

Zombies
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]
vs Chad (AC 12)

[roll3]
[roll4]
[roll5]
vs Kristoph (AC 15)

[roll6]
[roll7]
[roll8]
vs Kristoph (AC 15)

[Untarr]

(1d8+1)[9]

[Untarr]

Round 3


Kristoph Withdraws

[roll0] vs 15
[roll1]
[roll2]

[roll3] vs 15
[roll4]
[roll5]

[roll6] vs 15
[roll7]
[roll8]

Kendra moves forward and casts mage armor on Kristoph or Gundwolfe


The rain has begun to soak through your clothes, though its chill is nothing compared to the one down your spine as the undead relentlessly march forward. The warmth from Chad's light fades suddenly, and your body begins to ache.

Fruril and Aurora work together and manage to pull the fallen Gundwolfe from the grasping hands of the zombies. His wits come back to him in time for him to grab his weapon quickly before they pull him out of range. Elian screams out for a retreat while entering the house himself. Before he does though, he attempts another spell against the undead, though they are unaffected.

Chad and Kristoph seem like a lighthouse during a hurricane. Surrounded on all sides, the undead seem to swell about them like the angry crash of waves on a shoreline. Taking solid hits, both men falter, but Chad holds his hand out as a beacon and touches Kristoph, who feels rejuvenated at its warmth.

Chad closes his eyes for a moment, a calm seems to come over him as he grabs Kristoph and pulls himself in front of him, placing Kristoph out of reach of most of the horde. Turning his head around, he looks Kristoph in the eye and says only "Live." before running into the middle of the attacking abominations.

Kristoph uses the distraction to retreat back to the house where he is met by Kendra casts a spell on him. A translucent barrier appears around Kristoph as Kendra tells him This should be protect you.


Kristoph gets hit for 9, healed for 11, and then hit again for 6 as he retreats.

No one else except chad gets hit.

Kristoph now has Mage Armor.

Go Round 4

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round 4

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 5/13, Speed 30 ft.
AC 17, Touch 11, Flat-footed 16, CMD 14, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus +1
Longsword (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 19-20/x2) (+1 Damage vs. Undead)
Mage Armor, Heavy Steel Shield (+4 Armor, +2 Shield, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever
Still reeling from the blows of the zombies, shock crosses Kristoph's face as he sees the priest head back into the pack of undead. "Chad! What are you doing?!?" he cries, before seeing the wounds on his other companions. Turning to them he barks in a commanding voice, "Don't waste his sacrifice! Get inside and close the door! NOW!" He then turns and covers the retreat of the others before being the last through the door, his eyes never straying far from Chad's figure.

If I understand initiative, Fruril and Aurora will move before the zombies, safely retreating inside - should they choose to withdraw. If they do not withdraw, Kristoph will attack a zombie following them. Otherwise he will attack the zombie in M9 before taking a 5-ft. step inside the building. He will delay his movement till all others are inside, hoping against hope that Chad is able to retreat into the building as well...

Longsword [roll0] attack (add +2 if Chad moves in such a manner that this attack would flank a zombie), [roll1] (critical threat 19-20/x2), [roll2] damage

[JWallyR]

Round 4

Gundwolf stumbles dully in the direction of the house, breathing heavily.

Withdraw action to GTFO into the house, at least 1 square away from the front door.

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 1/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Unconscious, Dying

[MuffinMan]

Round 4

With one arm around the much larger Gundwolf, Aurora stumbles up the steps to front porch and into the Professor's house. On hearing Kristoph's cry she turns around with a gasp, hand to her mouth, as Chad disappears into the darkness and the undead horde.

Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 1/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1
Continue moving inside and assisting Gundwolf to do so. She's out of heals for Kristoph, Gundwold, and Fruril today, but if any undead come in range she will attempt a melee touch Cure Light Wounds hex:
Attack [Roll]1d20-2[Roll]
Damagep[roll0]

[Albinobrow]

Round 4

Without looking back, Fruril does what he can to get both Gundwolfe and Aurora into the house.

Move back in with them! If we get inside with actions to spare I will turn around to guard the door as Kristoph enters (assuming he's not in already.

[Farmerbink]

Round 4

Elian peeks through the doorway to cast daze at a zombie.

cast daze at nearest non-immune zombie. DC 16

[Untarr]

Round 4



Aurora readies attack action
[roll0]

Elian Daze
[roll1] vs 16 will

Fruril Get Gundwolfe inside

Zombies
1
[roll2]
[roll3]
[roll4]
vs Chad AC 12
2
[roll5]
[roll6]
[roll7]
vs Chad AC 12
3
[roll8]
[roll9]
[roll10]
vs Chad AC 12
4
[roll11]
[roll12]
[roll13]
vs Chad AC 12
5
[roll14]
[roll15]
[roll16]
vs Chad AC 12

Gundwolfe Runs indie

Kristoph attacks and misses and runs inside, closes door.


The smell of fresh blood hangs in the air, for some reason not washed out by the driving rain. Thunder crackles briefly before unleashing itself into a roar in your ears.

The party makes its way inside, with Kristoph being the last one before the door shuts. Before he shuts the door, you all see Chad collapse in the middle of the pile of zombies.

Seconds later, you hear a scream of pain and agony accompanying the sounds of flesh being ripped apart.

Elian's Daze was saved against
Kristoph's attack missed.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round 5

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 5/13, Speed 20 ft. (30 ft. Base)
AC 17, Touch 11, Flat-footed 16, CMD 14, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus 1
Longsword (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 19-20/x2) (+1 Damage vs. Undead)
Mage Armor + Heavy Steel Shield (+4 Armor, +2 Shield, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever
Looking briefly at Elian, Kristoph mutters, "It looks like you were right...Damn these accursed undead!" Turning to the rest of the party he continues, "Anyone still able to fight, ready yourselves. As for the rest, barricade the door, again...We cannot let Chad's sacrifice be in vain..." Looking somewhat defeated, the paladin grips his sword and shield and readies himself to attack any zombies that make it inside.

Move into position to flank any zombies entering through the doorway and ready an action to attack.
Longsword [roll0] attack (includes flanking bonus), [roll1] (critical threat 19-20/x2), [roll2] damage

[JWallyR]

Round 5

Growling in frustration, Gundwolf grips the handle of his flail, looking around for ways to block the door.

If Gundwolf moves before any zombies make it into the house, if possible, he wants to help barricade the door with some kind of heavy furniture. Strength check: [roll0]
If moving furniture isn't possible, move to opposing side of door from Kristoph to flank and ready action to attack, using rolls below.

If Gundwolf goes after a zombie enters the room, Move to opposite side from Kristoph (5 foot step if possible and necessary to avoid AoOs) and attack:

Attack:[roll1] (does NOT include flank bonus, not using power attack)
CC:[roll2]
Damage:[roll3] Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 1/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition Unconscious, Dying

[MuffinMan]

Round 5

"M-maybe if you fought them one at a time...?" Aurora suggests, shivering from fright and the damp. She moves to the doorway, ready to fling it open and hide behind it on the other's signal.

Move to door and ready action to open it (ideally funneling 1 zombie at a time through the kill zone) on the others' signal. After, she will stay behind the door and use Fight Defensively or Total Defense, depending on how many actions she has left.
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 1/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1

[Farmerbink]

Round 5

Elian backs into a corner further away from the door, and draws his loaded crossbow.


It looks like you were right...Damn these accursed undead!

Not trusting himself to speak, Elian simply nods.

[Untarr]

Round 5



Aurora moves next to door

Elian retreats back

Fruril/Gundwolfe moves table in front of door

Zombies move to door (staggered)

Kristoph readies attack

Kendra casts Diviner's Fortune on Gundwolfe

The light from Kristoph's shield and the lamp in Kendra's hands cast flickering shadows across the dining room. Though the rain is cold, the screams seem be colder than the water. Their sudden stop leaves the night eerily silent for a moment until thunder crashes once again.

Working together, Gundwolfe and Fruril move the heavy dining room table in front of the door. Everyone else prepares for any zombies that come through the door. Though you can hear their foots steps on the porch, no attack has been made on the door.

Kendra moves over to Gundwolfe, touches his back, and intones something while her hand glows. We'll need all the luck we can get tonight, I think.


Between Fruril and Gundwolfe there are enough actions to move the dining room table in front of the door.

The Zombies make it to the door, but due to being Staggered, cannot attempt to break it down this round.

Kendra casts Diviner's Fortune on Gundwolfe. He gains +1 insight bonus on all of his attack rolls, skill checks, ability checks, and saving throws for one full round. (All of Round 6)

Begin Round 6

[Farmerbink]

Elian speaks up from his position at the back of the room. Kristoph, you can hold your own against one at a time, yes?

Unbar the door, let them come. If we know where they will come from, we will be better equipped to deal with them than if they start breaking windows. Chad's death will not be in vain.

He stays back, but trains his crossbow on the door as soon as his companions clear it.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Round 6

Kristoph Harrisson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=853258)
Male Lawful Good Half-Elf Paladin, Level 1, Init +3, HP 5/13, Speed 20 ft. (30 ft. Base)
AC 17, Touch 11, Flat-footed 16, CMD 14, Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +2, CMB +3, Base Attack Bonus 1
Longsword (N/A) +3 (1d8+2, 19-20/x2) (+1 Damage vs. Undead)
Mage Armor + Heavy Steel Shield (+4 Armor, +2 Shield, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 14, Dex 12, Con 9, Int 12, Wis 7, Cha 18
Condition Infected with Filth Fever
"Pride comes before the fall..." mutters Kristoph as he shakes his head. "Fruril should help me stop them as they enter, with Gundwolf behind him, just to be safe. My failure to connect with these zombies is much to blame for Chad's sacrifice." That said, he does not move away from the door, his longsword raised in preparation to strike any zombies that come through.

Readied action to attack the first zombie to enter with his longsword, preferably flanking with Fruril.
Longsword [roll0] attack (includes +2 from flanking), [roll1] (critical threat 19-20/x2), [roll2] damage

[MuffinMan]

Round 6

"they won't stop..." Aurora whispers fearfully. Swallowing hard, she calms herself, squares her shoulders, and readies herself to fling the door open.

Same as last round - open the door once the others are prepared and give the signal, then hide behind it using Total Defense. :smallsigh:
Aurora Edmundson (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=854451)
F NG Human Witch, Level 1, Init +8, HP 7/9, Speed 30
AC 12, Touch 12, Flat-footed 10, CMD 10, Fort +2, Ref +2, Will +3, CMB -2, Base Attack Bonus 0
Dagger -2 (1d4 - 2, 19-20/x2)
(+2 Dex)
Abilities Str 7, Dex 14, Con 14, Int 19, Wis 12, Cha 9
Condition None
Healing Hex: (per day)
Kristoph 1/1 Elian 0/1 Fruril 1/1 Gundwolf 1/1 Aurora 0/1

[JWallyR]

Round 6

Gundwolf snarls, If you fools wish to die, then open the door. Grant me the kindness of first allowing me to retreat with Kendra to my room, so that she and I don't share your fate. His anger seems to fade into a deep exhaustion. I have very little strength left in me to fight, and I won't dishonor the Professor's wishes by allowing Kendra to come to harm, nor Chad's sacrifice by throwing my own life away.

If Gundwolf doesn't receive some pretty significant healing or other major defensive buff, his actions are as follows:
1) If the party moves to open the door before his turn, he moves to throw Kendra over his shoulder and head up the stairs.
Strength check: [roll0]
2) If the party does not move to open the door before his turn, he continues to brace the table that's blocking the door with his body. Use Strength check above to oppose zombies trying to get in.

If for some reason Gundwolf gets healed, or gets some defensive buff, move to be ready to attack zombies as they enter with flail.
Attack:[roll1]
CC: [roll2]
Damage: [roll3] (includes +1 dmg for Subject of Study, does NOT include +1 for vengeful if the target is the most recent zombie to have damaged Gundwolf.

Gundwolf (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=860459)
M Chaotic Neutral Half-Orc Barbarian, Level 1, Init +1, HP 1/15, DR 0, Speed 40
AC 15, Touch 11, Flat-footed 14, CMD 16, Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +1, CMB +5, Base Attack Bonus 1
Trip, Disarm Heavy Flail Melee (1d10+Str *1.5, 19-20, x2)
Dagger Melee (1d4+Str, 19-20, x2)
Sling (Bullets x 50) Ranged (1d4+Str, x2)
Hide Armor (+4 Armor, +1 Dex)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 16, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 7
Condition None

[Farmerbink]

Elian appears shocked by Gundwolf's outburst. If you truly expect to be safe in your room, you understand the undead worse than most. They have seen you- indeed they have tasted your blood. You will not escape this horde without putting them down, I can assure you. Further, we will all fare better for your aid.

[Albinobrow]

Fruril looks around at his new companions, and seeing the all but beaten down physically and spiritually he tightens his grip on his weapon steeling himself for the task of protecting everyone as best he can.

Stand at the ready to strike for when the door opens up again.
Power favored enemy attack! [roll0] Crit on 18-20
CC [roll1]
Damage [roll]2d4+9[roll]

[Albinobrow]

Damage take 2 [roll0]

[Untarr]

Exhaustion ripples through your body. The events of the past 24 hours seem to hit you all at once. Grimly determined to keep going, you find a second wind within you.

At Elian ' s direction Aurora opens the door, the light from Kristoph ' s shield reveals....nothing. The zombies are gone, their appetite seemingly satiated by the blood of the priest.

Combat Over

Congratulations! You have reached Level 2. Please update your sheets. You may continue to role play the rest of the evening until you sleep, but no further enemies will appear.

Come morning all characters will be Level 2.

[JWallyR]

As Aurora moves to the door, Gundwolf growls and moves to Kendra, but as the door swings open and no undead surge into the room, his shoulders slump and he releases a sigh of bone-deep exhaustion.

Grimly, he says We should rebar the door and fortify the windows before we rest. There will be much to do in the day's light.

[MuffinMan]

"They- they're gone!" Aurora slumps to her knees beside the door as a wave of relief and exhaustion hits her all at once. "Oh, Chad...!" She starts to cry, softly.

-------

Later that night, in her room, Aurora finds sleep elusive, even after all the events of the day. After tossing and turning for what feels like hours, she finally sits up, finds Socrates, and sits cross-legged on the floor in front of him. I have to be stronger. The unspoken words echo in her mind as the golden, unblinking eyes of the owl bore into her. The memory of the Piper's attack at the prison floats unbidden into her mind, and her failure to stop it with the haunt siphon. Everyone was counting on me, and I let them down... The owl's head swivels 90 degrees, but his stare never wavers or breaks. Her mind starts to replay every horrible blow taken by Gundwolf, Kristoph, and Fruril throughout the day - from the skeletons, from the floating axe, from the Piper, from the zombies - and her own inability to help. Her hands curl into fists. I couldn't stop the Piper, I couldn't help the others, I couldn't save Chad! Her breathing comes faster and faster as she watches the acolyte disappear again and again under a crowd of zombies and hears his cries echoing in the darkness. I have to be stronger!!! Socrates finally blinks.

"You know something, don't you?" she whispers, stroking his feathers. He stares solemnly at her, but remains silent. "Something about... whatever this is that's been happening to me. Whatever the Professor knew, you know." The owl hoots softly in the darkness. "I have to know!" she cries in a louder voice, though still softer than normal. "I thought I could run from it, hide, maybe... but whatever it is, it's got power and I need it!" The edge in her own voice startles her, and looks around in surprise to discover that she's risen to her feet and was nearly yelling. Going to the door, she listens for a long moment before deciding that nobody heard her. Crossing back to Socrates, she kneels down, sits, and puts her hands on her knees. "I need to be stronger," she says firmly, her green eyes staring just as intensely as the owl's. "Teach me."

Will update sheet later today. I'll take this opportunity to exchange the Evil Eye (http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/advanced/baseClasses/witch.html#evil-eye) hex for the Misfortune (http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/advanced/baseClasses/witch.html#evil-eye) hex, too, since that one can affect undead!

[Farmerbink]

Elian's shock emanates broadly in his features. He cautiously half-walks/half-stumbles to the door, like a cat ready to spring backwards. He looks into the yard from the now-open doorway for a few long seconds before stepping back inside and closing the door gently. I... I do not understand. He stammers briefly to himself before turning back to the party. I apologize for... overly worrying you all. It appears that I was... mistaken... as to the zombies resolve. He spends the next half hour assisting in fortifying the windows and doors on the first floor before retiring back to his room.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Fortitude Save [roll0] vs. DC 12 (Passed)
If failed, Kristoph takes [roll1] Dexterity damage and [roll2] Constitution damage
Kristoph looks out the doorway for several moments before backing out of the way for it to be closed and barred. "All who live must face her judgement," he says quietly, bowing his head in reverence at the cleric's sacrifice. "May she judge you kindly."

Turning to the task at hand of barring doors and windows, the paladin works silently, his face troubled.
----------------

Waking early after a restless hour or two Kristoph feels a bit better, though the wounds from the stirges the previous day still ache and his sheets are damp with sweat. Thinking to the rat swarms, he wonders if he should be concerned about fever, but shrugs and moves downstairs. Finding no sign of zombies at the door he practices his morning drills in the open room, waiting for the rain to clear so that he may look for any remains of the fallen priest.

[Albinobrow]

Fruril wakes surprised at how well he slept. The past couple days have worn down heavily on him and after the tryst with the zombies he collapsed on the bed not waking till mid-morning. He dresses and goes down to the kitchen nodding to those he passes but remaining silent.

Done! Rapid shot! here's hoping it will help..

[Untarr]

The morning brings a break in the weather. It is still cloudy, and there is a noticeable chill in the air that was absent yesterday. You are in the middle of breaking your fast with hard biscuits and grits when a knock comes at the door.

Hello! Miss Kendra, are you in there? Its Sheriff Benjen. Are you ok? There is an awful lot of blood out here...

[JWallyR]

Gundwolf scowls at the sound of the Sheriff's voice, one lip curling to reveal a toothy canine. He gives a long look to Kristoph before going back to his breakfast.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph moves to take Kendra's arm and walk out to meet the sheriff. Stepping out into the light he sees a stomach-turning sight - the remains of Chad and pieces of undead all around are impossible to miss. Looking at the sheriff directly the paladin bows his head before speaking. "Last night during the storm the Lorrimor residence was attacked by over a dozen zombies. If not for Chad, the Pharasmin cleric, we would have all fallen. As it was, his life was the cost for ours. Were there any other homes attacked last night, or was it just Miss Kendra's?" he asks, doing his best to be proper and respectful but not backing down from the lawman's presence. "If you will allow it, I was planning to collect his remains and properly bury them this morning with the assistance of the other clergy at the temple. Father Grimburrow will likely be upset, but Chad fought bravely and demonstrated the very best of our faith. We have not begun that work this morn due to the trials of last night's attack."

Diplomacy (if needed) [roll0] to improve his attitude towards the party and encourage him to open up to us about the events of last night
Sense Motive [roll1] (preemptively directed at his response)

[Untarr]

The sheriff takes a step back for a moment at the sight of Kirstoph with Kendra. His expression changes from surprise, to irritation, and finally to sadness at the mention of Chad.

Kendra stands silently next to Kristoph and nods her head at every word, seemingly assuring the Sheriff of the validity of what Kristoph was saying.

Damn...

Holding up two fingers into his mouth, he whistles, and one of the deputies that followed you yesterday walks up from the road. Walking around the field of body parts and blood, she gingerly steps onto the porch.

We need to take their statement of what happened here. Send Riff to the Temple and tell them to hurry up, its one of their own.

The deputy walks back around to the road and speaks with the other two people standing there. A hush falls over them as they all take another look at the gore in the front lawn. One turns to leave towards the temple, as the other reaches into his pack and pulls out a quill and several pieces of parchment. Walking around to the door, the deputy hands the paper and pen to the sheriff.

Do you mind if we come in to do this...it would be easier.

Kendra nods and steps out of the way.

She is obviously letting them in, but it is up to you whether you do so as well.

[DarkOne-Rob]

"Let me get the door for you, Sheriff," Kristoph says loudly enough to be heard inside (but not rudely) as he holds open the door. "Was Miss Kendra's home the only one attacked this past night?" he asks again, as the Sheriff enters the Lorrimor residence.

[MuffinMan]

Aurora looks up from the breakfast table where she's been pouring over a tome from the Professor's library as the sheriff enters. Her eyes betray her tiredness, but her expression is firm and determined as she rises to greet the newcomers. "Sheriff Benjen, thank you for coming. What can we do to assist your investigation?"

[Untarr]

The sheriff walks into the house, eyes seemingly darting everywhere. After a few moments he lets out with a slow drawl..

I need each of ya to, without sayin' anythin' to each other, write down an account of what happened here last night. Deputy Trestleblade here has quills and paper.

He turns back to Kristoph.

I appreciate your cooperation with this. Several other places in town were attacked, fer sure. Lots of reports of noises from those that wern't attacked. Not surprisingly I think, the temple of Pharasma was unaffected. They knew better than to mess with that lot.

Looking back outside

Though y'all have the worst that I've seen. Most other places were attacked by one or two. We're getting reports from everyone so that we can find a pattern.

[DarkOne-Rob]

"Of course, Sheriff. You need 'who, what, where, and when,' correct? Give me a moment," Kristoph says, taking a piece of parchment and quill with ink from the deputy. "If you don't mind, I will be going by the cathedral after giving you this statement - I feel confident they could use an extra pair of hands today, and I wish to report the events of last night to Father Grimburrow as well."

Kristoph writes for several minutes in silence before giving the parchment back to the man. After strapping on his armor and gathering up his things he says, "If anyone else wants to join me, we can walk to the cathedral together. I plan to be there most of the morning." Turning to the sheriff again, he asks, "Are there any other graveyards in the area besides the one at the church? Perhaps we should ask Father Grimburrow to check the grounds and be sure they are securely consecrated still and haven't been defiled by whatever raised these undead..."

During the storm last night several members of the household were woken by a loud banging on the front door. After everyone was up we checked the door, finding over a dozen zombies outside. At my urging (which I sorely regret now) we went out to engage the undead, hoping to prevent them from attacking any homes less prepared than ours or anyone out on the road in the storm. The abominations overwhelmed us, forcing us back into the house. Brother Chad, the young cleric from the Cathedral who had spent the evening with us, valiantly sacrificed himself to enable our safe retreat and fell to the zombie horde. We were unable to save him, and several of us barely escaped with our lives. After taking several moments inside to regroup, we prepared to go out and attempt to rescue Chad, but by the time we opened the door again he had died and the undead departed. Seeing nothing to be gained from charging blindly into the night we secured the door again and did our best to wait out the rest of the night, taking turns watching the door while others slept. Given the violence of the night before, we waited to exit the house till the Sheriff's arrival this morning.

[Farmerbink]

Elian frowns slightly, but accepts the quill and parchment without comment.

Early in the evening, the Lorrimor homestead was attacked by a small horde of zombies. By my count, at least 10 were on the grounds at one point. Possibly a handful more. The scene was hectic and, as you can see, bloody. A few of the zombies were felled. Over the course of the encounter, several of the defenders took gruesome blows, and Chad, after healing the defenders as best he could, sacrificed himself so that we could retreat back inside the home. The windows and doors were fortified and held without further bloodshed.

[MuffinMan]

"I will go with you to the cathedral, Kristoph." Aurora announces as she waits her turn for the pen and ink to make her statement. "We should be the ones to break the awful news about... about Chad, and perhaps the Father will be able to help us put these things back to rest for good..."

In the middle of the night, our company awoke to slow, rhythmic knocking on the front door. It was a pouring storm outside, and the knocker didn't respond to our hails, so we didn't open the door immediately. When we did, we saw a small horde of walking corpses, at least 8 or more, making their way away from the Professor's residence and towards the rest of the town. Filled with righteous zeal, Master Kristoph instructed us to attack them in order to protect the townsfolk, and so we pursued them and gave battle out in the yard. Our company fought bravely, but we were beset on all sides and in danger of being overcome. That's when Chad's brave sacrifice bought us time to retreat back into the house, and the next thing we knew, the enemy had vanished into the storm.

[JWallyR]

Gundwolf scowls at the mention of quill and paper, but looks up with concerned interest at the reports of zombie attacks elsewhere in the town.

With obvious difficulty, Gundwolf slowly scratches letters onto his bit of parchment...

Woke up by Kristoph. Dead making noise. Went out to fight but too many. Chad healed us and drew them off. Blocked off door.

[Albinobrow]

I too will join you. He died protecting us, it is the least we can do.

I was woken up by Aurora who told me of some noise downstairs. I donned my armor and grabbed my weapons to see what it was. When we opened the door there was horde of zombies outside waiting for us. We fought them as best we could. But there were to many and we were already weary. We had to retreat back into the house. Chad stayed behind allowing us to do so. We prepared to go out and help once we regrouped, but they were gone.

[Untarr]

As the last of the party finishes their statement, there is a minor commotion outside. Someone, it would seem, is very upset.

Exiting out the front door, the sheriff close behind you, you see a group of boys being corralled by Riff, the deputy.

Sorry sherrif, I didn't make it to the temple. I saw these boys up to no good comin' from the memorial. When I went to check it out, I's find another letter painted in blood on it. So I turned back, found them skipping rocks into the river, and thought I'd aughta bring them to you. Seems like we caught the ones who did it.

One of the boys, eyes straight down, growls defensively.

We ain't done nothing wrong...

[JWallyR]

After a sidelong glance out the door, Gundwolf drains his bowl of grits and wipes his mouth with his arm. He matter-of-factly walks out the door to lean against the frame and watches the discussion without emotion.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Sorry sherrif, I didn't make it to the temple. I saw these boys up to no good comin' from the memorial. When I went to check it out, I's find another letter painted in blood on it. So I turned back, found them skipping rocks into the river, and thought I'd aughta bring them to you. Seems like we caught the ones who did it.

"Sheriff, not to be rude, but surely more thorough detective work should be done before accusing several children of such a deed. Do you mind if we take a walk there before we go to the cathedral? Fruril here is an experienced tracker - perhaps he can piece together something from the tracks in the mud around the statue..." Kristoph says, gesturing to Fruril. Turning to the deputies, "If I may ask, what letter did you find on the statue?"

If allowed to attempt a roll (due to the short time between this point and my recent skill check), Kristoph would try to say and ask what he did without upsetting the lawmen any more than they likely already are...
Diplomacy [roll0]

[MuffinMan]

Aurora frowns down at the youths and crosses her arms. Putting on her best stern midwife impression, she asks them directly, "Well, did you or didn't you paint on the statue? If you didn't you have nothing to fear, but we'll find out the truth soon enough..."
[roll0] for the boys' response (untrained)

[Farmerbink]

Elian follows Kristoph through the door before stepping to the side; he leans back against the house to silently watch the scene unfold before him.

[roll0]

[Albinobrow]

After hearing his name, Fruril steps up from the table and heads to the front door to see what all the commotion is for. When he sees the sheriff and the two kids, a gets a puzzled look on his face. For what purpose is my tracking needed?

[JWallyR]

Obviously watching the kids to see what's up.

Sense Motive: [roll0]

[Untarr]

The sheriff's eyes seem to go flat. He looks at his deputy, the boys, and the party members while the lead boy sniffles his nose.

Slowly, he looks at Kristoph.

Kristoph is it? Lets take a walk.

The sheriff motions Kristoph to the edge of the house.

You boys just hold tight, nobody do nuthin'.



Alright. I think you and I got off on the wrong foot. You seem to have a genuine care for other people, and I'm gonna bank on that. I know that these boys ain't been playin' with blood. Hell, the smallest one is an acolyte at the temple...

This town needs me and my boys elsewhere to clean up from the storm and investigate the attacks. We just dont have the men to do all of this.

If you are willin' to deputize yourselves, I will let you take over this case. You report everythin' you find, and you don't try to make any arrests without me knowin' first. Deal? he says with a spit on the ground.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Alright. I think you and I got off on the wrong foot. You seem to have a genuine care for other people, and I'm gonna bank on that. I know that these boys ain't been playin' with blood. Hell, the smallest one is an acolyte at the temple...

This town needs me and my boys elsewhere to clean up from the storm and investigate the attacks. We just dont have the men to do all of this.

If you are willin' to deputize yourselves, I will let you take over this case. You report everythin' you find, and you don't try to make any arrests without me knowin' first. Deal? he says with a spit on the ground.
Kristoph audibly lets out his breath in relief at the sheriff's words. "Sir, I am very glad to hear you say that. Our arrival in town did not go as peacefully as we wanted, and our meeting with you yesterday also went poorly. I take the blame for that, and apologize.

As far as becoming deputies, I will be the first to say that nothing would please me more than to help you and your people, but I do not think that we as a group are well prepared to be official deputies." Kristoph says before looking back at the party gathered outside the house. "With your permission, we will certainly look into things and will report to you anything we discover, but I think we would work better as 'consultants' than deputies. Will that be alright?"

Diplomacy [roll0] to be respectful and convincing
Sense Motive [roll1] to "read" the sheriff's reaction

[Untarr]

Kristoph audibly lets out his breath in relief at the sheriff's words. "Sir, I am very glad to hear you say that. Our arrival in town did not go as peacefully as we wanted, and our meeting with you yesterday also went poorly. I take the blame for that, and apologize.

As far as becoming deputies, I will be the first to say that nothing would please me more than to help you and your people, but I do not think that we as a group are well prepared to be official deputies." Kristoph says before looking back at the party gathered outside the house. "With your permission, we will certainly look into things and will report to you anything we discover, but I think we would work better as 'consultants' than deputies. Will that be alright?"

Diplomacy [roll0] to be respectful and convincing
Sense Motive [roll1] to "read" the sheriff's reaction

The sheriff's gaze follows Kristoph's back to the house. It settles on Gundwolfe brooding at the door. The sheriff's eyes squint as his head tilts and he scratches his chin. I suppose you are right about that. Maybe not them then, just you. You'd be free to use them in your investigation, if you wanted.

He reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a dented tin badge. There seems to be some rust around the edges. He holds it out for Kristoph to have.

Figure out what's goin' on. Come find me when you do... glancing back on the glaring form of Gundwolfe and don't let that one out of your sights.



I forgot this earlier.

While you are sure that this boy has crossed a few lines, painting letters in blood is beyond what he is capable of.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph stands tall and makes the spiral salute of his faith on his chest to the sheriff. "Yes sir. May I ask two more quick questions before you go? Do the rest of your men know about my appointment, and how publicly do you want my appointment known? I can wear the badge visibly or not, but I would not want to upset anyone in town if you don't intend for it to be public knowledge that I am a temporary deputy..." he says, trailing off as he takes the star gingerly in hand.

[JWallyR]

Gundwolf notices the Sheriff's looks his way and flatly returns his gaze.

[Untarr]

Kristoph stands tall and makes the spiral salute of his faith on his chest to the sheriff. "Yes sir. May I ask two more quick questions before you go? Do the rest of your men know about my appointment, and how publicly do you want my appointment known? I can wear the badge visibly or not, but I would not want to upset anyone in town if you don't intend for it to be public knowledge that I am a temporary deputy..." he says, trailing off as he takes the star gingerly in hand.

I'll let the boys know. And the town knows I don't just hand those out. Feel free to use it. But know this, I keep an eye on my deputies.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph nods and replies, "Understood, sir. I will do my best," before turning back to the house and the new challenges awaiting there.
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The paladin and sheriff walk back to the house, and while the other deputies are informed of Kristoph's appointment the half-elf speaks to the other friends of the late professor. "I am not really sure what to make of things, but the sheriff needs our help and has seen fit to make me a temporary deputy of the town watch. I think that will help us get to the root of this problem and figure out what is wrong with this town, but I will need all of your help. We haven't made the best impression, and though no one is going to be forced to to anything," he glances at Gundwolf and Elian, "I would really appreciate your cooperation. Pharasma has blessed me with many powers, but I am not the best at reading people or books, and we need to learn some things. Will a couple of you help me talk to these children and then come with me to the statue? We need to check out the area before any sign of vandals disappears. Then I want to head to the cathedral and speak to Father Grimburrow." Kristoph takes a deep breath. "Chad's sacrifice needs to be hailed for the heroic act it was, but I am concerned. Part of the church's duties is to protect the bodies of the deceased from being animated into unlife. For some reason that has failed here, and we need to discover what went wrong so that it can be prevented in the future. Then there is the issue of whatever necromancer did this - there is vengeance that must be meted out, and I know just the people to do it..." he finishes, smiling at the assembled group. "Will you all help me, please?"

I will not roll a diplomacy check to convince the PCs to help, but hope I have given good reasons for everyone to cooperate in-character. Please present any counter ideas or issues your PC would have with this plan of action in this thread to Kristoph. We need to have this discussion IC, IMO. Once we are all on the same page, we should move forward with the multi-pronged investigation.
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As the deputies and sheriff leave to handle business elsewhere Kristoph stops the boys from running off and sits down with them on the porch. Directing his questions primarily to the young acolyte, but not ignoring the others, he asks, "Do you all know who I am and what it means to be a paladin or a deputy?" Not waiting for verbal responses he continues, "It means trying to take care of people and protecting them from danger and evil. Something is happening around here, and the vandalism at the statue is related. I need you all to be honest with me and tell me why you were over there this morning, what and who you saw there, and anything else unusual that you noticed. It will help me to know that you aren't part of the problem, and may help us catch the bad guys!" Kristoph smiles as he finishes, doing his best to be encouraging to the young ones.

Diplomacy [roll0] to improve their attitude towards me and any party members helping and to encourage them to speak freely
Sense Motive [roll1] to read the boys' responses
Once the boys have told their side of things, Kristoph ask Kendra to get them something to eat and sends them off, saying, "Be careful and watchful - we may need your eyes and ears again!"
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After talking to the boys, Kristoph looks first to Fruril and then the rest of the company and says, "Well, shall we go to the statue and see what more has been done? Maybe we can find something meaningful in the tracks or a clue in the vandalism. Bring your armor, weapons, and other tools. If anyone is still sore from yesterday, I can help heal you as well. Shall we go?" He then turns and leads the way, his stride purposeful and confident.

Kristoph has 5 uses of Lay on Hands available now. Each will heal for 1d6 HPs to party members, but will heal him for 1d6+2. As such, if there are other options for healing that we should use, let's use them first and use up the remaining healing to top everyone off tonight. If anyone is concerned about entering combat with their current HP total, however, he will gladly help heal them now.

(Currently Kristoph is at 16 HPs. He could have as many as 18 until the Constitution damage (4) dealt by the stirges is healed. When we get to the cathedral he will ask regarding that sort of healing.)

[Farmerbink]

"Will a couple of you help me talk to these children and then come with me to the statue? We need to check out the area before any sign of vandals disappears. Then I want to head to the cathedral and speak to Father Grimburrow."

Elian raises a pointed eyebrow at the star on Kristoph's vest. I have said I would aid, and I intend to. I cannot help but be... doubtful, as to the value of your new adornment. We shall see if the sheriff proves to be more useful than his initial impression suggested.



As the deputies and sheriff leave to handle business elsewhere Kristoph stops the boys from running off and sits down with them on the porch. Directing his questions primarily to the young acolyte, but not ignoring the others, he asks, "Do you all know who I am and what it means to be a paladin or a deputy?" Not waiting for verbal responses he continues, "It means trying to take care of people and protecting them from danger and evil. Something is happening around here, and the vandalism at the statue is related. I need you all to be honest with me and tell me why you were over there this morning, what and who you saw there, and anything else unusual that you noticed. It will help me to know that you aren't part of the problem, and may help us catch the bad guys!" Kristoph smiles as he finishes, doing his best to be encouraging to the young ones.

Elian stands over Kristoph's shoulder as he speaks to the seated lads. He nods as punctuation to Kristoph's statements, but otherwise holds his peace.

[roll0]

[MuffinMan]

Aurora nods quickly as Kristoph asks for their assistance, a determined look on her face. "Of course I'll help! Whatever is going wrong, the Professor would want us to put it right! Just a moment while I fetch my things!" As the others are interrogating the boys, she goes back upstairs to gather her equipment.

[JWallyR]

"I am not really sure what to make of things, but the sheriff needs our help and has seen fit to make me a temporary deputy of the town watch. I think that will help us get to the root of this problem and figure out what is wrong with this town, but I will need all of your help. We haven't made the best impression, and though no one is going to be forced to to anything," he glances at Gundwolf and Elian, "I would really appreciate your cooperation. Pharasma has blessed me with many powers, but I am not the best at reading people or books, and we need to learn some things. Will a couple of you help me talk to these children and then come with me to the statue? We need to check out the area before any sign of vandals disappears. Then I want to head to the cathedral and speak to Father Grimburrow." Kristoph takes a deep breath. "Chad's sacrifice needs to be hailed for the heroic act it was, but I am concerned. Part of the church's duties is to protect the bodies of the deceased from being animated into unlife. For some reason that has failed here, and we need to discover what went wrong so that it can be prevented in the future. Then there is the issue of whatever necromancer did this - there is vengeance that must be meted out, and I know just the people to do it..." he finishes, smiling at the assembled group. "Will you all help me, please?"

Gundwolf frowns as Kristoph talks. If we hadn't been fools enough to charge into a dark night crawling with the undead, Chad would have had no need to die for our safety. My honor binds me to protect Kendra, but not the whole town. As his face shifts from his habitual scowl into something more haunted, he continues... I've been at death's door twice in the last few days, and I'm not so bored with life as to look for more chances to have it taken from me.



As the deputies and sheriff leave to handle business elsewhere Kristoph stops the boys from running off and sits down with them on the porch.

Gundwolf stands behind Kristoph, idly twirling his flail with a flat stare at the boys.

Untrained... [roll0]<-- srsly?

[Untarr]

The boys obediently sit down on the porch and allow themselves to be questioned. They seem scared, but honest.

We were over there to stay out of the way of the clean up. We didn't want no one to find us to make us clear debris. We figured it would be as isolated as anywhere to be at the memorial, but once we saw the blood, we left to hide underneath the bridge. That's when the deputy found us. Please sir, just let us go. We'll go back and help!

(Assuming no more questions are asked)

Kendra provides you with a basic meal of hard biscuits and warm gravy. Once you've had your fill, you begin to head out. As you are leaving, you see Father Grimburrow and a few acolytes from the temple coming down the road.

Brother Kristoph, I have heard the news about Chad and we have come to collect his remains. he pauses as he surveys the bloody scene on the front lawn Oh dear...do you have his body inside? he says hopefully...

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph smiles and nods as the boys leave. Taking the breakfast offered by Kendra he then steps outside as Father Grimburrow and his entourage approach.

Seeing the priest, the paladin kneels and makes the spiral of Pharasma against his chest, with his head down as the man walks up. "Father Grimburrow, I regret to report that Brother Chad fell in battle and was torn apart by the marauding undead. We all live only due to his heroic sacrifice, but were unable to save him in return," he says with his head down remaining on one knee. "We had intended to meet you at the cathedral, but Sheriff Caeller came by before we could leave and had questions and then requests for help. Please accept my apology on behalf of everyone staying at the Lorrimor residence and our sincere regret that we were unable to do more for this great man..."

Diplomacy [roll0] - hoping for some kind of circumstantial bonus for Kristoph's deference to the priest...
Sense Motive [roll1]

[Untarr]

I see. Rise, Sir Kristoph.

Father Grimburrow turns around to the acolytes. Run back and fetch a cart and supplies. We must collect the bodies and rebury them. I will need some blessed water as well so that we can begin the process of consecrating this ground.

I have already talked with the Sheriff this morning. I am assuming he has already agreed to help you. Him and I had words this morning after the attack about how to proceed. the father's eyebrows furl deeper The sheriff can be a stubborn man, but he is not entirely unreasonable.

Looking up at the party

While I understand that this town is not the best Ustalav has, its people should not be terrorized because of it. As their spiritual leader, I ask that you do what you can to save them, even though they are not the friendliest of folk. Turning his gaze towards Kristoph

There will be a vigil tonight to honor Brother Chad's sacrifice if you wish to attend.

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The party heads back to the memorial to find a scene similar to the last time. There is copious amounts of blood spilled around the statue and a new letter has appeared.

The letters now read "Ve".

I advise more tracking and spot checks.
'

[JWallyR]

Once the party has returned to the memorial, Gundwolf wordlessly begins to look for evidence.

Perception: [roll0]
Survival (to find tracks): [roll1]

[MuffinMan]

"A new letter... what could it mean?" Aurora wonders quietly as she inspects the grisly scene at the monument.

[roll0]

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph slowly rises, keeping his gaze respectfully lowered. "I am sure we will all be in attendance, Father. Everyone from the Lorrimor residence owes their life to him, and expect they will want to show their respects," he says. "The sheriff has specifically requested we investigate the vandalism at the memorial statue. After we have been there I will return and do what I can to help at the church. Is there any chance these bodies came from the Boneyard there? If someone sabotaged the sacred protections that consecrate those grounds it would explain the source of all these abominable undead...Such corruption of the deceased of this town must not be allowed to go unpunished!"
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The paladin stands back from the muddy ground around the statue, doing his best to stay out of the way of the more capable trackers. At Aurora's question he says, "I do not know, but I think we must discover the answer to that riddle before whoever is doing this finishes writing the word... Can anyone tell what kind of blood this is? If it were human surely we would have heard of missing people, so it is more likely livestock of some kind. If someone is missing animals it might give us a clue as to who is to blame for this."

[Farmerbink]

If someone is missing animals it might give us a clue as to who is to blame for this."

Elian, standing near Kristoph, nods in agreement with his companion's words. Perhaps the most noteworthy clue would be the victim's enemies. It is unlikely that our culprit is foolish, or wealthy, enough to butcher his own beasts for such a statement.

[Albinobrow]

Fruril also scans the area for clues.


I'm not 100% sure what checks I need to be rolling.. So here is a handlefull that I think apply:
Perception [roll0]
Survival [roll1]
Knowledge Nature?? [roll2]

[MuffinMan]

"Can anyone tell what kind of blood this is? If it were human surely we would have heard of missing people, so it is more likely livestock of some kind. If someone is missing animals it might give us a clue as to who is to blame for this."

Aurora nods, pulling her skirts out of the way to kneel before the blood, trying to ascertain anything about its origin.

Knowledge: Nature [roll0]
or maybe Heal [roll1] is more relevant?

[Untarr]

As you survey the grisly scene, nothing stands out. Though Gundwolfe tries desperately to find any clues, he is unable to do so. Though Aurora is unable to tell what type of blood it is, she does know that there certainly isn't enough blood being used at the site for anything larger than a rat or maybe a dog.

Asking around town for missing animals may prove fruitful. More knowledge checks about the prisoners and their history could provide some clues as well.

[JWallyR]

After several minutes of meticulous searching, Gundwolf suddenly whips out his flail, spins it twice, and slams the ball into a soft spot of turf. After sitting a moment with his eyes closed, he stands and turns to the group. Nothing. No tracks, nothing left behind.

He pulls the flail from the sod, kicking the larger clumps of soil off of its spikes, and returns it to its strap on his harness. Looking at the new letter, he scratches his jaw for a moment.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Watching Gundwolf lash out in furstration Kristoph sees several of the half-orc's wounds more clearly. Walking over he silently prays and places his hands on the other's shoulders in comfort.

Two uses for [roll0] total healing

[DarkOne-Rob]

Furrowing his brow in frustration the half-elf channels more divine power into the barbarian.

[roll0] HPs healed...

[DarkOne-Rob]

And again...

[roll0] HPs healed...

[MuffinMan]

Seeing Kristoph's efforts, Aurora makes a round amongst her companions as well, ministering to their wounds.
Use Healing Hex for the day to cure anyone who still needs it:
Kristoph [roll0]
Gundwolf [roll1]
Elian [roll2]
Fruril [roll3]


"Look at us, we can barely stand!" she announces when she's through. "The prison will still be there tomorrow, but before we go back we need answers. The blood here couldn't have come from anything larger than a dog or a cat - maybe someone in town is missing a pet? While you ask around, I'm going back to the professor's library to do more research - I can't help feeling there's something I've missed... something important!"

Whenever she gets back to the house she'll go straight to the library.

Not counting the circumstance bonus from the library (+2 or +4? I forget...)
Knowledge: Arcana [roll4]
Knowledge: History [roll5]
Trying to learn more about Harrowstone, the specific prisoners, and what might be causing the undead to rise.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph decline's Aurora's ministrations for the moment, saying only, "Save such power for later in the day - we do not know what we might face today, even if we avoid the prison ruins..."

[Albinobrow]

I also can't find anything. What now Deputy?

[Farmerbink]

Elian continues to survey the scene. As Aurora approaches, he grimaces, and puts a hand out to stop her. I am quite well. Our companions have done well in protecting those of us less suited to violence.

[JWallyR]

As energy flows into Gundwolf's body, his silent snarl fades into defiant grimace. After nodding impassively at Kristoph, he turns to brood at the statue.

[Untarr]

After a while of staring at the statue, Gundwolfe notices something unusual about the area under the statue. A piece of grass turned just so, some mud pushed up slightly too far, and as he begins to follow the trail, it becomes more and more obvious that whomever left the tracks, was highly skilled at concealing them.

As you reach the edge of the clearing, your tracking instincts begin to take over.

It is a single DC 25 check to follow the tracks. Failure means you take 10 minutes to reacquire the tracks. If you take 20, it will take 3 hours 20 minutes to get to your destination.

[DarkOne-Rob]

As Gundwolf starts to stare and follow the tracks, Kristoph puts a finger to his lips and motions to the others to make room and quietly watch the half-orc and then does exactly that.

[Farmerbink]

Elian takes up a position near the rear and draws his crossbow.

Silently, he follows the half-orc.

[JWallyR]

To track: [roll0] And filler filler lulz

After following the trail for several yards, Gundwolf suddenly stops mid-step, and seems to hold his breath as his eyes scan the turf. Suddenly he spits out an epithet before stalking back several steps in the trail and beginning to look again...

[Untarr]

After several hours, and a somewhat round-about walk through the southern part of town, the party follows the tracks and comes upon a small farmstead. The prison of Harrowstone looms nearby, it seems like this farm is the closest to the prison.

The peaks from behind the clouds overhead as you reach the edge of the trees. There is a 150sq ft clearing that has two buildings. One looks like a rundown shack, while the other looks to be some sort of barn. Crops surround the place along the south and east sides, while trees circle the West and North. There is a small trail heading back to the river through the trees. You all have approached from the southern edge through the crops.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph looks at Gundwolf as he stops, takes a good look around the party, and says, "Excellent work, my friend. Now, let's get the sheriff here and see whose home this is..."

The paladin turns and begins heading back towards town, a little bit cheerier for the discovery. If none of the other PCs stop him, he will go into town and find Sheriff Caeller to bring him back to this farmhouse.

[MuffinMan]

Aurora searches her memory for anything about this farmstead or its inhabitants.
[roll0] to recall anything about the property or the owners. If she remembers something, she'll share with the group - otherwise will accompany Kristoph back to the sheriff.

[JWallyR]

Gundwolf looks at the farmstead, and then back to Kristoph before scowling and turning to follow him.

[Farmerbink]

Elian puts a hand on Kristoph's shoulder briefly, to get his attention. I think it might be worth leaving someone behind, just to be able to tell the sheriff if something unusual takes place in the meantime. Unless you object, I would volunteer to be that person.

[JWallyR]

At Elian's words, Gundwolf wordlessly eyes him with obvious skepticism before awaiting a response from Kristoph.

[Albinobrow]

If we are leaving someone behind, we should certainly not leave someone behind alone. I can stay and observe with you.

[Untarr]

Aurora does not recall anything specific about this shack.

Stealth Checks, do not factor in your armor penalty. You are not moving

Perception Check as well



You head east back to the same trail you used to access the prison. Heading north you pass by Kendra's house where you see multiple acolytes working in the front yard. Further into town, signs of the storm are everywhere. Trees are downed, windows have been busted, and there are a few bloodstains, apparently from the zombie attacks. You find the sheriff standing in the middle of the fair, apparently directing efforts to clean up the town.

[Farmerbink]

If we are leaving someone behind, we should certainly not leave someone behind alone. I can stay and observe with you.

Elian looks intently at Fruril for a moment, before nodding simply. If we are confronted, let me do the talking.

After a few seconds, he adds, Your offer is quite appreciated. I will feel safer with you here as well.


[roll0] stealth
[roll1] perception

[DarkOne-Rob]

Seeing the sheriff, Kristoph approaches directly and says, "Sheriff Caeller, we have found a set of tracks from the statue to the farmstead nearest the old prison ruins. Right now two of our company are staying behind to watch, but we would like your presence there as we confront the farmer there and ask our questions. Can you get free to join us?"

[Albinobrow]

Stealth -ACP [roll0]
Perception [roll1]

[MuffinMan]

Seeing the sheriff, Kristoph approaches directly and says, "Sheriff Caeller, we have found a set of tracks from the statue to the farmstead nearest the old prison ruins. Right now two of our company are staying behind to watch, but we would like your presence there as we confront the farmer there and ask our questions. Can you get free to join us?"

Aurora pipes up from behind Kristoph, "Yes! They were very well hidden, but we have some very capable trackers among us!" She quickly glances sideways at Gundwolf before continuing, "I'm sure this is whoever's been behind the defacement of the monastery! Please, come quickly!"

[Untarr]

Seeing the sheriff, Kristoph approaches directly and says, "Sheriff Caeller, we have found a set of tracks from the statue to the farmstead nearest the old prison ruins. Right now two of our company are staying behind to watch, but we would like your presence there as we confront the farmer there and ask our questions. Can you get free to join us?"

The sheriff looks up at you.

Really? Are you sure about that? (assuming Kristoph confirms)

That's Gibb's farm. He's crazy, but he ain't that crazy. he pauses, studying Kristoph for a moment

Alright let's go. We at least may be able to figure out why he's got tracks to his place, even if it ain't him doing it.


As you wait in the crops, you notice a figure moving around the inside of the house. You do not recognize him though.

After about an hour, the sheriff returns with the other party members and walks up to the door of the farm house. Banging on it loudly, the sheriff stands back waiting for it to open. After several moments, there is no answer and the sheriff knocks again.

[Farmerbink]

Elian makes sure to keep an eye on all of the exits, without losing the ability to see where Fruril either.

As the sheriff approaches, Elian steps forward to greet him. Since Kristoph left to find you, I have seen a figure movin about inside, and no one has come or left the premises. He then follows close behind the sheriff as the gruff man approaches and knocks on the door.

After the second knock, he adds, Whoever is inside appears to want to avoid you, sheriff... Or perhaps us.

[JWallyR]

Whoever is inside appears to want to avoid you, sheriff... Or perhaps us.

Gundwolf gives a toothy, malevolent grin.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph nods at the sheriff's question.


That's Gibb's farm. He's crazy, but he ain't that crazy. he pauses, studying Kristoph for a moment.
The paladin does his best to keep his face as neutral as he can when he hears about the farmer yet again. He then stoically follows Sheriff Caeller back to the others.
--------

As the sheriff bangs on the door Kristoph stays watchful but defers to the other man's authority, calmly waiting for something to happen.

"Sheriff, we can show you the tracks if you like. If Mr. Gibbs is still here and not answering the door, do we need a warrant of some kind, or is your authority enough to enter his home without his permission?" he asks.

[Untarr]

No need, Mr. Kristoph. Father Grimburrow told me enough about what you are that I get that you ain't in the business of falsehoods. He continues to bang his hand on the door.

Probable cause is enough, usually. But I have to live with him when this is all over, so searching his house based only on some tracks will make Gibbs even more intolerable if it turns out for some reason he's innocent. Before we get to bustin' down doors, see if you can't find... He stops suddenly as the door latch clicks and the door opens.

Gibbs stands in front of the door, bags under his half-open eyes.

Sheriff, what in the hell? Gibbs pauses as he notices the rest of the party

You! Sheriff, you told me we was done with dem. What in the hell are these outsiders doin' on my porch? Why'd you bring'em here?!

Shut-up Gibbs. They're here on my behalf. Where were you last night?

Whaddya mean? **** sheriff, where were you? With that ****in' storm blowin' in I took shelter same as evryone else.

Have you gone anywhere this morning?

Look. I ain't playin' no 20 questions with ya until I know what all these mongrels are doin' on my property.

This is your chance to intervene on the interview. Please include applicable social rolls and sense motives. Please also roll a perception check.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph watches the argument between Mr. Gibbs and Sheriff Caeller for several seconds before calmly saying, "Mr. Gibbs, we may not be locals and you may not like us, but your disrespect of the Sheriff and insults to us are inappropriate. Calm down and answer the question - we found tracks going from the vandalism at the memorial statue this morning leading to your home, and you need to explain yourself or risk becoming a subject in that crime." The paladin looks at Gundwolf before continuing. "We have offered you no threat or insult, though you have done both to us. Take a deep breath and think about your actions for a moment and realize that though we are not your friends we are also not your enemies. Do you really wish to make enemies of us?"

Perception [roll0]
Sense Motive [roll1]
Diplomacy [roll2]

Kristoph looked at Gundwolf to give an opening for the half-orc to be intimidating. My idea is to either have that repost in an "aid another" attempt for Kristoph's Diplomacy (bad-cop, good-cop style) or to set up up an intimidate check from Gundwolf with Kristoph providing a circumstantial bonus. If you wish an intimidate check by Kristoph, here is this roll [roll3], though I do not intend to be intimidating independent of a skill check from Gundwolf. If Kristoph can, he prefers to catch flies with honey, not vinegar - if you understand my meaning.

[MuffinMan]

Aurora stands silently on the porch with her arms crossed, listening carefully to Gibbs' words.
Perception [roll0]
Sense Motive [roll1]

[JWallyR]

You! Sheriff, you told me we was done with dem. What in the hell are these outsiders doin' on my porch? Why'd you bring'em here?!

Gundwolf's impassive face shifts into a scowl.


...all these mongrels...

The scowl turns into a silent snarl.


"...Do you really wish to make enemies of us?"

Gundwolf continues his silent snarl, looking at Gibbs with murder in his eyes. His fingers tap a staccato rhythm on the grip of his flail.

Perception: [roll0]
Sense Motive: [roll1]
Intimidate: [roll2]

[Farmerbink]

"...We found tracks going from the vandalism at the memorial statue this morning leading to your home, and you need to explain yourself or risk becoming a subject in that crime." The paladin looks at Gundwolf before continuing. "We have offered you no threat or insult, though you have done both to us. Take a deep breath and think about your actions for a moment and realize that though we are not your friends we are also not your enemies. Do you really wish to make enemies of us?"

Elian shifts his inspection from the home in general to Gibbs in particular. And besides, if you think we have not been watching you after your little stunt at the funeral, you are even more foolish than I expected. It will go much easier for everyone if you admit what has happened to the sheriff here and we start the process of cleaning things up on a better note.


[roll0] bluff vs DC 10?
[roll1] sense motive vs DC?
[roll2] perception vs DC?

[Untarr]

John, if you are reading this, know that Gibbs is a paladin archer. Just to piss you off. <3

Gibbs Social Rolls
[roll0] Sense Motive

As you stand there menacing, something catches your eye inside the firewood pile next to the shack. As you look closer and pull back one of the logs you find a bloody razor and waterskin cleverly hidden in the hollow of one of the logs.


Looking surprised


Tracks? What tracks? What in the hell are you talkin' bout? I ain't go nowhere last night. That's crazy. With that storm?! Sheriff, are you really listening to this nonsense?


Gibbs seems to be telling the truth.

[JWallyR]

Abruptly, Gundwolf's head turns, and he walks briskly to the side of the house, where firewood has been piled up against it. After pulling a log off of the top, he grabs another underneath and returns to the group at the door, grinning malevolently as he reveals a waterskin and a bloody razor in a hollow of the wood. Freshen your memory, "friend"? he rumbles to Gibbs.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph's brow furrows somewhat, and he directs both Gibbs and the sheriff to look at what Gundwolf has found in the pile of firewood. "Mr. Gibbs, have you been feeling well as of late? You look exhausted and are behaving somewhat erratically. Have you experienced any headaches or blackouts in the last several days?" Turning to Sheriff Caeller he beckons Aurora over and says, to them quietly, "I am untrained in interrogation or the finer points of magic, but I am familiar with a concept called 'possession' in which a living mortal can have their actions directed by an evil spirit. Is it possible that something of this nature is taking place with Mr. Gibbs? Could you detect the presence of magic on his person, Miss Aurora? And if such an aura is detected, what can we do for Mr. Gibbs, sheriff?"

[MuffinMan]

Aurora frowns at Kristoph's question. "Headaches and blackouts could just be cause by a fever... fates know it's been damp enough recently." Stepping closer, she addresses Gibbs, "Mr. Gibbs, may I examine you for any fever? I used to be a healer in my village and I'm quite skilled."

If Gibbs acquiesces, use Heal [roll0] to detect any physical symptoms.
Regardless, afterwards use Detect Magic on Gibbs and the farmhouse.
Finally, Knowledge: Arcana [roll1] to try and recall anything relevant about possession.

Witches don't get Detect Evil and Aurora doesn't yet have points in Knowledge: Religion, so that's about all she can do!

[Untarr]

Gibs face flashes with confusion. Wait..what? Where in the hell did you find... he pauses as he is interrupted by Kristoph's questions.

This appears to be a less powerful version of the Malevolence (http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/monsters/ghost.html) supernatural ability.

Blackouts? Is this some sort of weirdo drug? I ain't in that, you tell 'em sheriff...

Gibbs backs away at Aurora's outstretched hands You stay away from me!

Look Gibs, either they prove you were possessed, or I get to have a more...unpleasant conversation with you at the jail. he says pointing to the bloody razor and waterskin that Gundwolfe is holding.

Gibbs deflates at the sheriff's comments.

We'll do this outside. he says closing his door behind him and allowing himself to be examined by Aurora.

Besides some fatigue from not getting a full night's sleep, you do not notice anything else wrong with Gibbs.

[MuffinMan]

After examining Gibbs, Aurora withdraws her hands in frustration and adjusts her skirts. "There's nothing physically the matter with him except what would be caused by not sleeping enough." She sniffs, "And I don't detect any magical residues on Mr. Gibbs or his property..." Frowning, she turns to Kristoph, "If you think this really might be... possession... hadn't we better go see a priest? I'm out of my depth..." she admits, looking deflated.

[DarkOne-Rob]

To read the spoiler - [roll0]
"Well, I cannot tell if there is anything more wrong with Mr. Gibbs, but the concrete evidence doesn't look good. We need to keep an eye on him in either case..." Kristoph says quietly to his comrades. Turning towards the sheriff and Mr. Gibbs he says, loudly enough for all to hear, "Mr. Gibbs, would you be willing to come to the chapel and have Father Grimburrow look into this? Possession is a serious affliction and not to be taken lightly - if you are experiencing something like this it would be best for you to get help from someone capable of providing it."

He then leaves the sheriff to discuss Gundwolf's findings with Mr. Gibbs, stepping back and waiting for the interview to takes its course.

[Farmerbink]

Elian continues his observation of the scene unfolding before him. Stepping forward, he adds to Kristoph's plea. I agree. This is potentially a serious concern, not just for the well-being of the locals, but for your health as well, Gibbs. I would not take such issues lightly- particularly considering your home's proximity to the prison.


[roll0] knowledge religion

[Untarr]

After a long discussion, with the men going back and forth, Gibbs goes back into the house.

The sheriff waltzes over to the party...

Well, he ain't exactly happy with the situation. But, I don't think I'd be either. I'm going to hold him in the jail for a few days. Father Grimburrow can visit him there when he gets a chance. I ain't gonna let Gibbs get possessed again without someone being there. If, that is what is goin' on here.

Spitting on the ground behind him, he continues

I preciate you comin'gettin me. That could have turned out nasty, for both of ya's. Gibbs ain't no slouch in a fight, though I think y'all woulda done a number on him. Anyways, I'm gonna get 'em back to the jail as soon as he collects his things. Any other mysteries y'all'd like to shed some light on this afternoon?

Gibbs exits the house with a bag in hand.

Lets go sheriff, 'fore I change my mind 'bout this.

[JWallyR]

Looking a little disgusted, Gundwolf hands the evidence to the sheriff and moves to form a rearguard for the group, growling only slightly at Gibbs as he passes the man.

[Farmerbink]

As Gibbs falls in with the sheriff, Elian keeps his peace and follows near Gundwolf.

[MuffinMan]

"So," Aurora speaks up from the back of the group. "while the sheriff is seeing to Mr. Gibbs, hadn't we better continue on to see Father Grimburrow? We can let him know our suspicion about Gibbs, and he still needs to be told about... about Chad..." her voice trails off sadly at the unhappy thought, but then her face grows resolute. "And we'll take any assistance he give us with stopping these things for good!"

[DarkOne-Rob]

"So," Aurora speaks up from the back of the group. "while the sheriff is seeing to Mr. Gibbs, hadn't we better continue on to see Father Grimburrow? We can let him know our suspicion about Gibbs, and he still needs to be told about... about Chad..." her voice trails off sadly at the unhappy thought, but then her face grows resolute. "And we'll take any assistance he give us with stopping these things for good!"
Kristoph nods and says, "For now I think we have discovered as much as we can here. There is more to do at the Cathedral - those with skill in research should do what they can to learn more about our enemy while those with other skills, such as tracking, should help me inspect the graveyard. It is likely the largest collection of available bodies in the area but should be protected. If those wards have been damaged they need to be repaired before worse happens. Let's go."

Ian, we have already told Father Grimburrow about Brother Chad in the posts after this (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showsinglepost.php?p=18352357&postcount=666) one.

[MuffinMan]

Aurora nods. "I'll go on to the Cathedral and see what I can discover. I'll meet you back at the professor's house by sunset. Here, let Socrates follow you." The large owl hoots from a nearby branch. "He'll know how to find me if you need me."
History [roll0]
Arcana [roll1]
Trying to learn more about undead, Harrowstone, specific prisoners, etc. Not including any circumstance bonuses from the library.
D'oh. It's not clear to me whether Kristoph meant she should study at the Cathedral or at the Professor's house. I'm assuming the latter, since that's where the books and circumstance bonuses are. Cathedral it is!

[Untarr]

You can research the Whispering Way with Arcana and Religion. Doing so at the Temple of Pharasma adds a +4 circumstance bonus to the check. You only have one more DC to beat (25) to get the final information piece.

The prisoners can all be researched with Local and History. Doing so at the Temple of Pharasma adds a +4 circumstance bonus to the check. You have several more DC 25s to beat. Every time you beat a DC 25, more information will be revealed about the 5 high profile prisoners. You have already discovered one, the Piper of Illmarsh.

If you choose to use the temple library, please roll a d4 following the check. This is the number of hours it takes you to research the topic.

Ian, go ahead and reroll with the correct bonuses. Anyone else can aid him if they want, with a DC 10 aid another. Though that means your character must also spend time researching. (roll a d4 to determine how long)

[MuffinMan]

At the Temple of Pharasma library (edited my last post), for circumstance bonuses and such!

Researching the Whispering Way: (+4 circumstance bonus)
Knowledge: Arcana [roll0] vs DC 25
Time taken: [roll1] hours

If there is time, also research the prisoners: (+4 circumstance bonuses)
Knowledge: History [roll2] vs DC 25
If both knowledges can be used for the single topic, Knowledge: Local [roll3]
Time taken: [roll4] hours

[JWallyR]

"... while those with other skills, such as tracking, should help me inspect the graveyard. It is likely the largest collection of available bodies in the area but should be protected. If those wards have been damaged they need to be repaired before worse happens. Let's go."

Gundwolf nods grimly at Kristoph, shouldering his flail for the walk.

[Untarr]

With a few specific aid another check, Ian would pass the DCs to learn new information about what is going on.

You approach the same dreary gate where you started the professor's funeral walk. The mud here has numerous, obvious, footprints going in either direction. As you begin to walk through the restlands, an unmistakable chill begins to rest over your body. You can see several graves have been disturbed, and more than one mausoleum's door has been pried open.

[Farmerbink]

As the party walks back towards the chapel, Elian comments I will join you, Aurora. It might be a better use of my time than otherwise, though it is not my forte.



[roll0] arcana
[roll1] history

[Untarr]

As Aurora nearly collapses after several hours of research, Elian brings her a tome he found hiding behind a few others. It looked like it had been hidden there long ago.

In it, she learns the following:

Exact details on the society are difficult to discern, but chief among the Whispering Way’s goals are discovering formulae for creating liches and engineering the release of the Whispering Tyrant. Agents often travel to remote sites or areas plagued by notorious haunts or undead menaces to perform field research or even to capture unique monsters. Their symbol is a gagged skull, and those who learn too many of the Way’s secrets are often murdered, and their mouths mutilated to prevent their bodies from divulging secrets via speak with dead.

[Farmerbink]

Elian reads over Aurora's shoulder as they inspect the musty tome. Oh, my. That seems... unpleasant. I must say, I do wish the professor was here with us. I am certain he would be able to provide insight into this groups doings, and perhaps help us figure out what to do about them. As it is, I suspect we can safely assume who we are dealing with, though I cannot make good sense of what we should do about it. Let us share this information with Kristoph and the others.

[DarkOne-Rob]

In the Restlands...
You approach the same dreary gate where you started the professor's funeral walk. The mud here has numerous, obvious, footprints going in either direction. As you begin to walk through the restlands, an unmistakable chill begins to rest over your body. You can see several graves have been disturbed, and more than one mausoleum's door has been pried open.
Kristoph's face starts frowning at the first sign of a disturbed grave and gets to the point of barely controlled fury the longer he and the others explore the graveyard. He looks closely at several graves and sticks his head into a mausoleum to see if he can determine anything else before he walks slowly around the perimeter, closely inspecting the fence and looking for signs of anti-undead consecration that has been upset.

"I am not skilled in the area of tracking or searching for fine details. Please take your time and be thorough - we need to find what has caused this holy ground to be disturbed so it can be repaired and the dead can rest in peace," he says to his companions. Then with a voice shaking with passion and hatred he continues, "If you find signs of the necromancer who did this, inspect them closely so that we may find the fiend and bring vengeance upon the bastard!"

Perception [roll0]
Knowledge Religion [roll1]
Spellcraft [roll2]
Survival [roll3] (untrained)

If there is time, Kristoph would take 20 on all skills he is allowed.

[JWallyR]

Gundwolf notes Kristoph's escalating fury with some confusion, raising one eyebrow. Looking at the disturbed graves with some distaste, he turns his attention to the surrounding area, looking for clues.

Take 20 if possible on perception for a 26, otherwise [roll0]
Survival for tracking: [roll1]

[MuffinMan]

Aurora yawns and rubs tiredness from her eyes as Elian brings over the tomb, not sure she can stand to look at one more page. But, as she flips open the cover and starts leafing through the pages, her eyes widen, she sits up straight for the first time in hours, and eagerly scans page after page as fast as she can. "Yes, yes... this all fits! The Whispering Way-" her voice cuts off as she realizes the seriousness of what they've uncovered. "This fits, um... you-know-who's agenda perfectly. They're searching for the secrets to create greater undead, so they're ransacking tombs and raiding sites known to contain powerful, malevolent energy. Places like... like Harrowstone..." Aurora's hand flies to her mouth as she takes in the implications.


Elian reads over Aurora's shoulder as they inspect the musty tome. Let us share this information with Kristoph and the others.

Elian's words pierce her shock and, with alarm, she looks out to see the darkening sky after their extended marathon of research. "Kristoph... and the others, they must know this right away! Do you think we can still reach them at the graveyard??"

[Untarr]

At the point that Kristoph and Gundwolfe would be searching, Elian and Aurora are still doing research. The research will conclude at ~7:00PM (1900 for you Navy People :smallbiggrin:) based on dice rolls.

So, for Elian and Aurora to catch up with them at the graveyard, Kristoph and Gundwolfe would need to spend several hours doing something. Finding, searching, and following the the tracks takes ~30 minutes, leaving you about 1:30 (1330)


Gundwolfe and Kristoph find several obvious tracks (DC 12) exiting the restlands that lead back to various graves. However, they do not find any tracks leading into the Restlands, except for their own. Kristoph does not see any obvious signs of magical tampering.

[Farmerbink]

Elian's words pierce her shock and, with alarm, she looks out to see the darkening sky after their extended marathon of research. "Kristoph... and the others, they must know this right away! Do you think we can still reach them at the graveyard??"

Elian follows her gaze out the window. My goodness! I certainly hope not; we need to already be back with Kendra! Let us return to the house, quickly! I do not relish the idea of being out after dark. He quickly collects the tome and leads the way back to the house

[roll0] perception
making no attempt to be stealthy, walking quickly through the town towards Kendra's

[JWallyR]

Gundwolfe and Kristoph find several obvious tracks (DC 12) exiting the restlands that lead back to various graves. However, they do not find any tracks leading into the Restlands, except for their own. Kristoph does not see any obvious signs of magical tampering.

In obvious annoyance, Gundwolf spits noisily onto the ground. I see no tracks into the graveyard, only the outward trail of the undead. He idly scratches one stubbled cheek. The sheriff said there wasn't as big a group anywhere else in the village as at the house last night, but maybe there's something else we can find? He looks at Kristoph, somewhere between frustrated and bored.

[DarkOne-Rob]

"Father Grimburrow needs to see what we have found. He will also better know if the warding that consecrates this place has been damaged or undone. Let's go find him," the paladin says in frustration as he heads to the cathedral to find the priest.

Once there he explains they suspicions to the Pharasmin leader and requests his direct aid.

[Untarr]

You find the Father at the head of a long line of acolytes, each coming up to him with some problem or direction. He sees you, and waves you to the front.

Aurora and Elian are in the library still, if you wish to see them. he says as he greets you with a weary smile.

Listening intently to Kristoph, Father Grimburrow nods his head several times.

No mere necromancer could have broken the wards without us knowing. I fear there is a deeper power at work here. The Harrowstone Prison. I know the Professor was investigating it when he died, perhaps its dark influence is growing. Though I do not know why. It has been dormant for a century since the fire that ended its tenure.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph bows low to the priest before turning and retrieving Aurora and Elian.

Starnes has informed me that we can have everyone come back together at this point, so I am just writing it.)
"The service for Brother Chad will begin soon, but we have some bad news - it is clear that at least some of the bodies animated as zombies came from the cathedral graveyard. Father Grimburrow believes that malevolent forces at Harrowstone must be to blame. I think tomorrow we should return to the ruins, healed and prepared for the worst. Have you found anything that may aid us?" he says upon finding them in the library.

[MuffinMan]

"Have you found anything that may aid us?" he says upon finding them in the library.

"Yes, yes - I think so!" Aurora excitedly jumps up holding a tome half as large as she is and holds it in front of Kristoph while rapidly flipping through the pages. "It was just here somewhere... let me see... Ah! Look!" Pointing to a specific passage, she explains what she and Elain have learned about the Whispering Way. "Do you think it could be them?" she asks nervously as he finishes. "I mean, bodies going missing and others becoming undead... it fits their MO, right?"

[Untarr]

As you file into the back row of the main chamber, an acolyte awaits you and hands you a black robe and hood. As you look around, every other participant is garbed in black, though some have various ornaments attached to their outfits.

Father Grimburrow walks down the center aisle, flanked by two hooded acolytes. One carries an ornate vase, the other a gavel made from what looks like a high quality wood. Both are placed on an alter featuring the Spiral of Pharasma while Father Grimburrow takes his place at the pulpit. Throughout this, a low droning pitch from mourners humming echoes throughout.

Father Grimburrow raises his hand and the humming ceases. The congregation sits and bows as he begins his service.

Brothers and sisters, last night one of our own joined the line to be judged by Pharasma. Chad Osworth. Brother, acolyte, friend, and faithful. He was a beacon in the night, a rock in the storm, and a stalwart reminder of Pharasma's will. He will be remembered for his unflinching loyalty and commitment to the ideals of Pharasma. Always the first to help, he never shied away from his duty, and last night, he made the ultimate sacrifice in the battle against a horde of undead abominations. I can think of no ending more fitting for Chad than the one he faced last night. His sacrifice and his faith helped save the lives of those who would seek to help us in our darkest hour. Kristoph, Gundwolfe, Aurora, Elian, and Kendra; these people are alive today because of one man, Chad.

Let us bow our head and pray to the Lady to judge him fairly, and to pass him quickly unto his final resting place so that his soul may know peace for eternity.

He concludes this final sentence with a circular hand gesture, mimicking the one Chad gave you all last night before dinner.

I invite anyone with something to say about Chad Osworth, to please approach the pulpit, so that we may all share in his memory.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Kristoph remains in his matte-black armor, the holy symbol of Pharasma clearly visible in the flickering light. As the congregation hums he joins in, the tune familiar and comforting. His motions match those of the congregation easily, and other than his unique apparel he fits into the crowd well. He nods at the benediction and speaks the common prayers clearly from memory with the rest of the worshipers, his face unusually peaceful.

At the priest's request for speakers he takes a moment to look down, muttering a prayer under his breath before rising from his seat. He does not approach the altar, however, instead beginning a somber song from The Bones Land in a Spiral, a Pharasmin holy text, in a low, reedy voice.

"You shall cross the barren desert,
but you shall not die of thirst.
You shall wander far in safety,
though you do not know the way.

You shall speak your words in foreign lands,
and all will understand,
You shall see the face of gods and live.

Be not afraid,
I go before you always,
Come follow Me,
and together we will rest.

If you pass through raging waters
in the sea, you shall not drown.
If you walk amidst the burning flames,
you shall not be harmed.

If you stand before the power of hell
and death is at your side,
know that I am with you, through it all

Be not afraid,
I go before you always,
Come follow Me,
and together we will rest.

Blessed are your faithful,
for the spiral shall be theirs.
Blessed are you that weep and mourn,
for one day you shall laugh.

And if you lived well and died in faith,
blessed, blessed are you!

Be not afraid,
I go before you always,
Come follow Me,
and together we will rest."

My intent is for this song to be familiar to the congregation and that they might join in singing. It is based on a Christian hymn with several lines changed to fit the Pharasmin faith.

Regardless of the participation or not of the congregation, Kristoph will finish the song from his place in the pews.

Perform [roll0]
Diplomacy (to non-verbally encourage others to sing too) [roll1]

[Untarr]

At first, a few heads turn, and their eyes find Kristoph. For the first verse, he sings alone. By the time he's reached the second verse, several voices have joined his, including one you recognize as Leone's. By the time the congregation reaches the chorus, everyone has joined. The harmonies fill the air, echoing inside the hall. The chant gets louder, especially during the chorus. Several members of the congregation begin to split off into different voice parts, adding complex vocal harmonies to the already impressive ensemble.

Suddenly, it all stops, and Kristoph finishes the final chorus solo. His final note is held out while the congregation hums tonic underneath him.

There is no cheering, there is no applause, but you can see several nods of approval from around the hall. There is a light ruffle of feathers, as a pair of birds descends from the rafters to the alter.


They are whippoorwills, a sign of Pharasma's approval.

They are whippoorwills.

Several gasps escape the lips of the congregation. The whispers crescendo until Father Grimburrow raises his hands.

Thank you, Brother Kristoph, for that stirring song. And thus concludes the ceremonies.

The birds walk along the table for a bit before finally flying away. The congregation passes through the doors, several of which reach out to shake Kristoph's hand.

[Farmerbink]

Elian smiles to himself at the clearly well-received verse. He keeps his peace and follows in Kristoph's shadow as the assembly disperses.

[DarkOne-Rob]

There is a light ruffle of feathers, as a pair of birds descends from the rafters to the alter...

The birds walk along the table for a bit before finally flying away. The congregation passes through the doors, several of which reach out to shake Kristoph's hand.
As the song concludes and the whippoorwills descend from on high tears come to Kristoph's eyes. He silently accepts the outstretched hands of the congregation without trying to hide the emotion he feels. He takes a moment to lock eyes with Leone and embraces her solemnly as she exits.

He takes several moments to sit in silence before leaving, his head bowed and eyes low. When he rises he moves with purpose to the cathedral exit where he says to the rest of the party, "The whippoorwills that graced the service are a sign of Pharasma's approval. Given such a sign, she will surely accept Chad into her eternal service where he will help guide the souls of the deceased to their final rests. It is up to us to remember him with joy and avenge him with passion." As he finishes his face becomes focused and hard, a fearsome look in his eyes as he stares into the late afternoon sky. "I think we should return to the ruins tomorrow, after healing tonight. In the meanwhile, we should find Miss Kendra and get something to eat. Who else is interested in returning to the Laughing Demon for a bite and drink?"

[Farmerbink]

[roll0] knowledge: religion
[roll1] knowledge: nature



"Who else is interested in returning to the Laughing Demon for a bite and drink?"

Elian approaches Kristoph, and a scowl of consternation splits his features for a moment. He regains command of his demeanor, smiles half-heartedly and responds, I will be glad to join you... friend. Chad's selfless valor is most certainly worth of memorial; may Pharasma guide his soul to the eternal rest. He looks towards the altar, and makes an attempt to mimic the spiral hand motion Chad made in greeting, before turning to follow the paladin from the chapel.

[JWallyR]

Thank you, Brother Kristoph, for that stirring song. And thus concludes the ceremonies.

As soon as the high priest's dismissal leaves his lips, Gundwolf stands abruptly and makes for the door, awkwardly shucking off the ill-fitting robe and thrusting it into the waiting hands of an acolyte. Without a word, he marches urgently toward a break in the village lights.

[DarkOne-Rob]

Elian approaches Kristoph, and a scowl of consternation splits his features for a moment...He looks towards the altar, and makes an attempt to mimic the spiral hand motion Chad made in greeting, before turning to follow the paladin from the chapel.
Kristoph smiles at Elian. "The spiral represents the way souls of the dead from all over the planes move through the Astral to Pharasma's Bone Spire. The spire rises from the outer sphere of the planes impossibly high into the center. There Pharasma judges the souls of all, impassionately, and directs the souls of the good to peace and comfort and those of the damned to their just torments. Her faithful are often chosen to help serve her as aids. I suspect Chad could earn such an honor," he says, calmly. "When making the symbol of the spiral you start at the center of your torso and move your fist clockwise, like this," he demonstrates slowly with his hand in a fist, palm towards his breast. "Would you like to learn more about the faith? My duties usually involve defending it, not proselytizing, but I am would enjoy a change of pace..."


As soon as the high priest's dismissal leaves his lips, Gundwolf stands abruptly and makes for the door, awkwardly shucking off the ill-fitting robe and thrusting it into the waiting hands of an acolyte.
A look of confusion crosses the paladin's face as Gundwolf exits. When they exit the temple he looks for the half-orc diligently, intending to include him in the invitation to dinner...

[Farmerbink]

"Would you like to learn more about the faith? My duties usually involve defending it, not proselytizing, but I am would enjoy a change of pace..."

Elian responds cautiously, not knowing how to answer at first. I... would be happy for more information, certainly. I do not know what to make of it, however.
After a few moments, he adds, I suppose what I mean is to go easy on me. This is a... difficult subject. For now, let us celebrate Chad's life, and remember the sacrifice he made that we might have the chance to cleanse Harrowstone of whatever foul taint is causing these outbreaks.

[MuffinMan]

Aurora does her best to hum along to the hymn with the congregation, despite not knowing the words. When it finishes she feels more... peaceful than she has since arriving in Ravengro. "You sang beautifully, Mist-.. uh, Kristoph! I'm sure Chad's spirit is honored by your tribute."


"I think we should return to the ruins tomorrow, after healing tonight. In the meanwhile, we should find Miss Kendra and get something to eat. Who else is interested in returning to the Laughing Demon for a bite and drink?"

A frown crosses her face momentarily at the mention of the prison, but she squares her shoulders and forces it away. "Yes, that sounds good - Socrates and I will come with you!"