DM Devon's RotRL aka "The Heroes of Sandpoint"
Game Master
PirateDevon
Something sinister is happening in Sandpoint and only our heroes can stop it. See what happens when a group loses DM after DM and yet the heroes forge on!
Kerrec, thankful his watch went by without incident, settles down into a restless sleep. The sounds of the outdoors are not as comforting as the sounds of the bustling night in a city.
Waking up, he prays to Abadar to help him guide him in being the best help he can to his comrades. Seeing the others getting ready for the day and getting much needed healing, he straps on his armor, checks and loads his crossbow and partakes in whatever food is left. "Let us finish this business. I must admit, I find myself anxious to find out what has been lying below Thistletop for these millenia."
Male Human Samurai2 AC 18/11/16, HP 19/19Conditions: Nil, F5/R2/W1+2vs Mind Effecting
Toshio finishes his meditations and rises. Thank-you Rullis. My strength has returned.
He looks to Vidar, I cannot disagree with you, Master Wizard.Without testing and pushing ourselves there can be no progress. My morning routine is more to prevent deterioration of skill whilst adventuring. A warrior, or even a mage knows, reaching new heights can only be done by having a solid grasp of the basics as a platform for learning. Forgetting such can kill a swordsman.
As the morning light brightens you rise to a day less sunny than the last. It would seem another storm intends to form off the coast though the lightness of the sky and the stillness of the wind suggests that may still be a day or two off.
"If we are to live here, it looks like we will have to do it below, at least until we've constructed some permanent houses on the surface.
Stone, timber will not suffer the seawinds wel in the long run."
Just the one?
And let's not forget a chatedral to Abbadar, a grove type thing suitable for Gozreh, a warrior shrine to Gorum...a bardic collage, and a dojo.
Male Half Orc Barbarian 2 / Oracle 1, Perception +5, Darkvision, Fort +5/ Ref +1/ Will +2, Init +4, AC 18, HP 35/35
Kithian sheathes his falchion and looks towards Sandpoint. Yeah, three days of being sober is beging to take it's toll on my nerves. I actuaLly have started to understand what Vidar is talking about."
Vidar grins at that, the first full toothy smile that has flashed across his face in months.
"Oh, you WISH you could follow my reasoning, don't flatter yourself master Darlok."
Male Human Samurai2 AC 18/11/16, HP 19/19Conditions: Nil, F5/R2/W1+2vs Mind Effecting
Toshio breaks his position and Stands, he puts away his favored blade and bow and draws the viscious Longsword.
Do you wish to carry this Kithian? An effective blade but it's use carries a cost.
"Once we are at the door, should we spend a few moments to employ any magic effects we wish to use first?
There MIGHT be a passage further along, so any magic we use will be wasted.
What say you?"
"On second thought..." Rullis grabs his wooden leaf, closes his eyes, and begins chanting just before Camillo tries the door. He ends with a soft muttering of May the winds and waves bless us.
Cast Bless. Everyone gains +1 Morale Bonus to Attack Rolls and Saves vs Fear. Lasts 3 minutes.
Camillo is easily able to place the key on the door and with a slight twist the doors offer a soft click and are easily pulled outward.
The room is lit by a ten foot pit that flickers and dances with fire. There is a strange humidity and smell to the air. In the corners of the room are wooden risers stacked with flickering gold candles that do not seem to melt.
The southern wall directly in front of you features a large seven pointed start motif centered on the wall while to either side, smooth doors that might normally be impossible to detect lazily lie open.
As the door opens, the cleric's eyes silently dance around through the doorway in wonder at at the sights he can see through the open doorway, but he waits as he lets the bigger guys go first.
"This...this is it? Forgive me if I am somewhat underwhelmed.
Now what can this have been used for..."
Vidar pauses just outside the door and begins to cast detect magic.
Hnnh, they already entered, ah well, I'll just disregard any auras they carry...
Bard (Arcane Duelist) 2/Rogue 1 AC 20/14/16, hp 17/17
Camillo remains tense, looking around. "I heard a voice whispering something I did not catch. Remain on your guard - could something have survived all this time down here?"
He remains in the doorway, sword and shield ready, a spellsong on his lips.
As the lot of you shuffle warily into the room Vidar mumbles to himself and begins to cast a spell while Camillo stops in the doorway and offers a warning, I heard a voice whispering something I did not catch. Remain on your guard - could something have survived all this time down here?
As Vidar focuses his attention to capture the auras of the space and see what magic might be at play, Kerrec is attacked in utter surprise as he inspects on of the many candles. A large creature, covered in fur from head to toe and seemingly wolf like erupts from nothingness and grasps the paladin in firm jaws as it growls in fury. The creature is a quadraped but half favors its hind legs as though it might walk around. The wound is vicious as the creature tears at Kerrec. Kerrec take 16
Kno: Planes DC 15:
Barghest. Said to be fiendish relations of all goblinoid races, the hateful barghests come to the Material Plane to feed. As they consume the bodies of innocents, they grow increasingly powerful. A barghest eventually sheds its skin to transform into a greater barghest, at which point it often seeks out a tribe of goblins or other creatures to rule. This creature may in fact be a "greater" version if so it takes magic weapons to combat its natural resistance to damage.
Wis check DC 10:
The mural on the floor above featured a creature that goblin;s seemed to worship that looked just like this.
Kithian closes with the beast taking on his god's rage but his blows fall short and the creature is truly protected by powers beyond mortal means. Toshio's arrow likewise flies wide as Camillo takes the opportunity to offer a song of inspiring courage.
The demonic creature accepts Kithian's invitation to fight and turns away from Kerrec to attack the half-orc. With it front claws the creature rakes Kithian's chest and then dives forward with its slathering jaw to bite deep into the barbarian's flesh. The assault is merciless and powered by a psychopathic fury as the creature tears into its prey with no hesitation. Kithian take 12+9+8. Adjust with DR accordingly
Can't remember if Barghests have spell resistance or not, so I'll roll just in case...
Caster level check:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Vidar, shocked at the violence happening before him, nearly stumbles on the words to his spell, but in the last moment he manages to focus and barks out the command that forms a pair of missiles of magical energy.
"Not again!" Seeing Kithian taking a beating yet again, Rullis quickly moves up behind him, chanting as he does, channeling the divine energy of Gorzeh into his touch. He carefully reaches out and transfers the healing energy into Kithian trying to do so without hindering the raging barbarian.
