The Good Doc |
Well. seems everyone has the light aspect taken care of. Good to know for future reference. It does not appear that their is much of anything inside the bulk of the watchtower. Rather, if we are to find anything of value, it should be at the top.
But be warned. inside the stairs would most likely be the best place of ambush, and, as this IS a WATCHtower, I imagine we have been observed approaching.
So feel free to lead the way Sarcon, but, do be alert.
note to self. Light emitting inventions are a waste of money... And apparently this is a tower. My good eyes tell me so...
Crystal Shalhoume |
Crystal sneers at the Doc, turning back to look at him. "We know our quarry likely lies at the top, we are not fools! We need to determine if the staircase can even support our weight, first. Or if this whole damnable structure will fall on our heads!"
Sarcon the Enduring |
Sarcon stops at the bottom of the stairs, then turns to crystal.
"See anything?."
Sarcon looks up the stairs as he waits to find out if there is more worth investigating down here.
perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Victor Ravenport |
“I wonder if we could lure the sentinel down here? Doing so would allow us to deal with it on our basic instead of heading straight into what could very well be the lair of some magical abomination. Now, if we kept a man at the door and another at the stairs, we could just wait for whatever that is up there to come down and then we abolish it.” Victor Von Ravenport rests alongside the wall; those with a keen eye might notice a minute scorpion running over the back of his hand. Victor runs a affectionate and oddly compassionate over the diminutive creature,
DM-Kal |
Sarcon plants his feet firmly on the iron step, then turns to smile at those behind him as the step detaches and he free-falls the entire 40 feet.
Fall Damage: 4d6 ⇒ (5, 6, 3, 5) = 19
DC 15 Acro check to avoid 1st d6 and make 2nd d6 non-lethal.
On the plus side, DR 1/-
The next few steps also fall away, scattering harmlessly on the tower floor. The resulting gap is 5 feet wide and 3 feet high, a space not easily crossed.
DC 17 Acrobatics to jump it, or DC 20 Climb to climb around it.
Crystal Shalhoume |
Crystal yelps in surprise as the steps fall away in front of her, sending the hulking half-orc hurtling to the ground floor. Her brow furrows in consternation. She sighs in disgust at her own ineptitude, unwilling to take a chance jumping.
"Let's go get some logs from the surrounding woods, if no one has a better suggestion."
Crystal Shalhoume |
Crystal looks at the heavy bruising on Sarcon, an eyebrow arching at the sight of him. "Perhaps our good doctor could patch you up first, hmmm? Another fall like that might do you in."
Although, then we could take your stuff...
Victor Ravenport |
Victor sighs and gets off his peaceful rest against the wall, he leans down mumbling about his poor back but he does manage to get a hold of the broken stair pieces. With a bit of fumbling on his place he gathers the pieces, broken and destroyed as they might be and mutters and arcane incantation. He goes back and forth between all available pieces, using 10 on each with the same spell. Casting it over... and over... and over.
Mending
Crystal Shalhoume |
Crystal puts up with this situation with impatience, tapping her foot with her arms crossed. After about twenty minutes, she says in exasperation, "Sarcon, do you think you could leap that crevice, now that you know it's there? Then possibly help the rest of us over? I have a horse, if I need to ride back to town, but I'd prefer to carry on." She kicks at a broken piece of stairway, muttering in frustration.
Victor Ravenport |
"Patience, dearie. Weaving arcane threads and altering reality isn't done on a whim." He remains crept over a broken stair piece. Fine lines of pulsating blue light shifts back and forth between his right hand and the object. They seem as if they are participating in some manner of unknowable dance, always shifting and changing. Always appearing out of the blue and phrasing out of existence as if it was done on their own whim. Victor's eyes seems strangely illuminated by the figures and his concentration is total.
"Now, if you want to avoid Sarcon from bleeding to death then I suppose you find one of my scrolls. Check the satchel." He inclines his head slightly towards the brown leather satchel hanging by his shoulder, not removing his eyes for a moment from the stair piece.
The Good Doc |
Doc is caught somewhere between smiling and groaning when he hears a crash and a thud up ahead of him. Settling on groaning he talks out loud
Well. Better go see who has need of my skills first on this expidition.
Then heading down he finds Sarcon at the bottom of the stairs and looking up, he sees the cause.
Well Sarcon. That looks like quite the nasty fall. Here, you better have me take a look.
Doc then starts taking supplies out. Talking to himself as he goes.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
The doc keeps his hands busy , wraping up an arm, stitching back a nasty gash, giving Saron a tonic to drink and poping a biof chew in his mouth.
Sarcon, you heal 11hps and your next rage lasts for 1 round longer for free.
Supplies used, potion of CLW, 2 uses of healers kit, sergeons tools and 1 barbarians chew.
Doc will also unravel 10ft of chain and hand it to Victor
Here. If you can attach them somehow, we can use it to cross. If you have no means of doing so, i have some very strong glue as well. If that fails, i have one more trick that would prove useful.
Edit. You heal 9hps. 6 for potion, 2 for heal skill, 1 for wis.
Crystal Shalhoume |
"Not all of us are gifted with your physical might, good sir. Perhaps you could climb up, then assist the rest of us? Or maybe the Doc will figure it out?" The minutes tick by inexorably for her. She paces back and forth, looking up to check on progress before scowling and resuming her pacing.
The Good Doc |
Alright . How big are those muscles there Sarcon? Why don't you use that grappling hook of yours and try and throw it across, if it hooks and works, then cross over, then pull up any of us that are unable to cross on our own. If it fails to hook, then try the rope to your waist and the rest of us will be your anchor in case you fall while trying to climb across.
Does this plan sound good?
why were you looking for wood when you had a grappling hook?
Remember, we will need a way down afterwards, so maybe best to leave it there once its hooked.
Crystal Shalhoume |
And become a pile of twisted meat at the bottom of the tower? Not likely! Crystal shows her response to the human anchor option with an amused half-smile. The half-orc likely weighed as much as two of the rest of them, and while all but Victor looked physically fit, the tug of a 250 pound half-orc with another 50 pounds of gear at the end of a rope seemed unappealing at best.
Crystal Shalhoume |
Crystal chuckles to herself at this setback. She was pretty sure when she commissioned the glorious writing of her assumption of rulership, she would leave out the part where her entire party was stumped by three feet of missing stairway.
Her eyes follow the grappling hook, wincing at the poor aim. Maybe Sarcon should have given it a few twists to get warmed up. Still, she probably couldn't even get it that high, so best to be quiet.
The Good Doc |
Stumped? I got three differenet sollutions to it, I'm just waiting for the party to pick one XD
4 if you include the grappling hook :)
Crystal Shalhoume |
Hooked.
"Doc, what do you have in mind? Your mind seems to always churn...and no options for us. What is your opinion?" That amused smile remains on her full lips, the situation reaching that calm before the storm phase of her temperament.
Victoria Fate |
Fate holds up her fist with the Light spell on it and cranes her neck up. "Ugh. Climbing is such peasant vork." She folds her arms and glares at Sarcon from behind her mask. "Use those muscles, you brute! Make sure that the rope is stable. Otherwise, a rather disagreeable Fate awaits you." She casts Guidance on Sarcon, slapping him on the back like a mule.
Sorry if Fate's being a jerk. Gotta be suitably imperious. >_<
Victor Ravenport |
I strongly regret not having picked Spider Climb as one of my spells. I sure can grease the ground but that -2 to climbing is going to be my doom.
Victor Von Ravenport dusts off his trousers, a fine glimmer of grime flaking off as he returns to his feet. He stretches out for a moment, the distinct sound of bones cracking echoing in the chamber. He raises an arm and extends one of his skeletal fingers towards the stair piece on the ground; “There, younglings. You should be able to repair it with some youthful shrewdness.”
Victor’s jaw seems to clench together, a long blue vein appearing dashing forth in the left half of his face as his eyes rests upon Sarcon and his damned rope; his eyes grows visibly weary and he right eyes gets a rather clear tick “Please, tell me that we’re not climbing. Have I not endured enough for this?”
Victoria Fate |
Knotted rope without a wall is DC 5 I think, so I think you might be right. Regardless, Fate gets a 5 on taking ten, so she's fine.
Victor Ravenport |
Victor begins the abysmal trek towards the wall and attempts to attach his fingernails into the wall, he struggles for a moment to achieve a proper foothold before continuing upwards.
Climbing: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (7) - 2 = 5
This wall is going to be my end.
Sarcon the Enduring |
Sarcon snickers as he climbs the opening.
"Disagrable Fate, you would have to be agreeable for that to be a noteworthy change."
Having made his way across, Sarcon ties the rope around himself and throws the end of it back across. Before taking a seat a few steps from the edge.
so at this point you can climb the rope or tie your self up in it and I can haul you up. Unless something else happens.
Crystal Shalhoume |
Taking 10 nets me a 7, so up I go.
Once at the top, Crystal retrieves her bow in her left hand, excitement once again starting to course through her. She reviewed the spells the Prince of Darkness had granted her today, making a loose plan of action for the possible fight.
She will regain her position right behind Sarcon, unless anyone objects?
Victor Ravenport |
Suddenly it doesn't sound too humiliating to be tied up and lifted to the next floor. I fear that I am not too fond of self-machocism.
After having removed the last piece of rope from his person, Victor returns to his feet and once more grumbles as he runs a small brush over his trouser and gray robe. He seems nervous, as if this new location made him miserable. He holds a sensible distance from the hole to the main floor. "Would someone kindly check the area for other dangerous objects? I would prefer not losing a limp to a misplaced bear trap or loose tile."
Victor Ravenport |
"Either we have something blocking it or it has been magically reinforced." Victor, if let by Sarcon, would crawl up the same flight of stairs and place his hand against the hatch. A moment afterwards, the same arcane threads would spring from his palm again.
Detect Magic.
DM-Kal |
Victor detects an aura of moderate illusion.
Crystal receives a response--the roar of a mighty dragon!
F: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (18) + 0 = 18
V: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
C: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
S: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10
Victor Ravenport |
Victor pulls back his hand from the hatch and lets out the positive action all day, he breaks into a nearly manic laughter. His yellowing teeth being barred to those watching him as his head rolls back. He springs from the ladder and unto the floor, landing soundly on his feet. "Ha! Illusions! We're dealing with an illusionist of some kind. I am willing to bet 10 golden coins that the dragon is nothing more than a Ghost Sound spell."