DM Rah's Strange Aeons

Game Master Kobash

~Guide to Strange Aeons~
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Bottle Caps: Butterfly 3, Cats 2, Fearless 3, Mariner 2


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GM, Twin:
He had lost interest in the old hag, only giving her an unfocused look. Past her, he sees the other man that he threw York's keys to during the brawl. Coming up behind the doctor, he just stand there waiting for her to clear off. "Um, hey."

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Pinkie, Mariner, Twin:

Campre grips his club a little tighter as The Mariner approaches.

Doctor Losandro regards The Twin for a moment. She seems neither scared or impressed, but curious, like a person at an unfamiliar restaurant trying to decide between the steak or fish.

"Release him." She orders Campre, who turns from The Mariner and does and open-mouthed double-take.
"What??" He replies in near falsetto.
"He is well aware of the rules now. Remove the jacket and release him from the room. Now, there is a patient that was injured last night that I must see to, and I have an appointment with Zandalus pending, so I trust you can handle the Ward? Good."
Reluctantly, Campre obeys as Doctor Losandro strides away with the second orderly. Soon enough The Twin finds himself walking out into a hallway where The Mariner stands with Campre and other patients of the Ward. A few doors down Aggra watches with a thin smile.
"Behave." Campre warns both The Mariner and The Twin before he withdraws.


Male Halfling | HP 74 | AC 21; TCH 16; FF 17 | Perc +14

GM:
Seeing the nightmare that the man was becoming Fearless slams back against the counter, further away, as he tries to leave the counter between himself and Agrade.

"Wha..wha...what is wrong with you? You alright buddy?" His voice shakes as he now frantically looks for anything to defend himself with.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@Rah, Gellen:
Cats continues to stare at the ceiling, trying to fall back asleep.

One cat jumps over the fence...
One two cats jump over the fence...
One two three cats jump over the fence...
...


Fearless:

Trying to keep his distance from Argade, Fearless circles a table, staying out of reach for the moment. Looking around for something to defend himself he finds nothing suitable in the area. Apparently the chef and his assistant are vigilant about locking up sharp objects at night.

Argade gives a frustrated cry and looks about ready to leap over the table.

There are pots and pans, but they would all be considered improvised weapons.

ROLLS:

Orderly Perception vs DC 15: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Orderly Perception vs DC 15: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Brother Butterfly vs DC 15: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Brother Butterfly:

You hear another distant voice cry out. The orderlies glance up, but seem to dismiss it as just another patient outburst from the Ward of the Wicked, but you are certain it came from the direction of the kitchen!

Cats:

Gellan's snores continue, almost in time to the number of cats Cats counts. At 24 Gellan's snoring suddenly stops. After listening to the silence for the count of two more cats it seems like he's stopped breathing.


Rough Around the Edges 2 | HP: 17/17 | AC 17; Touch 13; FF 14 | Fort +2; Ref +3; Will +2 | CMD 15 | Initiative +3 | Perception +2 | Sense Motive -1 | Kn. Arc +8 | Spellcraft +5
Eidolon Stats:
HP: 11/11 | AC 21*; Touch 13; FF 18* | Fort +1; Ref +6; Will +3 | CMD 15 | Perception +5 | Sense Motive +5 | Kn. Religion +8 | Stealth +8
Resources:
Summon SLA: 5/5 | Spells: 1st: 3/3

GM/Mariner:
As Campre unbuckles him from the straightjacket, the Twin feels a bit of sadness.

I will miss that thing... he thinks as he grins wildly at the orderly.

"Why thank you, Whelpling." The Twin says to Campre once he shucks off the white coat. As Campre moves to leave, the Twin makes ushering motions with his hands. "Move along after Mother, Whelpling!" he says condescendingly.

"So, Marinara. Do we just wait here in the hallway?" he says as he is at a loss for where and what to do.

Scarab Sages

M
active spells:
Shield of Faith, Magic Circle against evil. Find the Path. Protection from Fire
Cleric of Desna Level 12 AC 23 w/shield. 21 W/O. +21 Perception

gm:
I am assuming that I can't get to a wall adjoining the kitchen without sneaking. If I can, I try to move into position and use doorsight

Brother Butterfly closes his eyes and says a soft prayer: Desna, I hope evil is not afoot, but these human eyes of mine can not tell for certain, grant me the gift of your wisdom and special sight. I cast Aura. Detect Evil.


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@GM Rah, Gellen:

Huh? That's weird. People usually breathe.
Twenty-five cats jump over the lazy cat.
Twenty-six cats jump over the lazy cat.
Uh...he's probably fine, right?

Cats slides out of bed to go check on Gellen, making no effort to be quiet (but he's not making too much noise unarmored and on padded feet).

Cats puts his hand in front of Gellen's mouth/nose to sense if the man is breathing.

He's fine. You're making things up. Nothing is wrong here. Go back to bed, Cats.


Male Halfling | HP 74 | AC 21; TCH 16; FF 17 | Perc +14

GM:
Seeing little other option and scared out his whits Fearless screams and runs from the room. Stumbling he slams out the door and runs right into the guards in the small dining hall. Grabbing ahold of their pantleg he stammers. "In...in...in the kitchen. Monster!"


GM, Twin, Pinkie:
After watching Campre move off, the Mariner joins the Twin and Pinkie in the shuffle back towards the main ward. Once he joins the familiar faces that were seen when he came to, he grabs whatever food was being served and sits down with the others "Why are we in this place? I can't remember much but rememberin' that not rememberin' wasn't a crime…",

This post might be one step ahead and need a proper insert into the flow.


ROLLS:

INITIATIVE
Brother Butterfly: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5
Orderly: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Orderly: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Brother Butterfly - Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Fearless:

A moment later Argade bursts through the door behind Fearless. His skin is pale and tight, blue veins bulge on his neck and face, dark blood drops from his mouth. He glares at those in the dining hall, the pupils of his eyes so dilated that you can no longer see the color of the iris.

"AAAARHRGH!" He screams and grabs at his stomach.

The orderlies stand from the table, one of them taking a step toward Argade. "Hey, what's going on here?"

Give Brother Butterfly time to post before we move on.

Brother Butterfly:

Getting to the wall would require sneaking.

Your spell activates, but does not reveal any auras.

The door to the kitchen slams open and Fearless comes running out. Dropping a trail of bread and cheese, the small halfling scrambles over to the guards in the small dining hall and grabs ahold of their pantlegs. "In...in...in the kitchen. Monster!"

A moment later Argade bursts through the door in pursuit. His skin is pale and tight, blue veins bulge on his neck and face, dark blood drops from his mouth. He glares at those in the dining hall, the pupils of his eyes so dilated that the color is nearly gone.

"AAAARHRGH!" He screams and grabs at his stomach.

With his entrance your magic flares to life, sensing the presence of evil. Somewhere in the back of your mind you think he looks like a ghoul!

Ghouls are undead that eat corpses. They often bury their victims for a while to improve their taste, but they eat fresh kills if they are hungry enough.

The orderlies stand from the table, one of them taking a step toward Argade. "Hey, what's going on here?"

INITIATIVE
Fearless - acted
Argade/Ghoul - acted
Orderlies - acted
Brother Butterfly - you are Up!

NOTE: Don't forget to include Fearless in your next spoiler.

Cats:

Gellan sits in his chair, head tilted back, mouth open. Cats holds his hand over his mouth, but senses no air passing his lips.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling scream comes from somewhere outside the room. Gellan's eyes open wide and gasps in a huge breath.


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@Gellan:
"Hey, oh good, you're awake. Did you hear that? Sounds like...uh...a bone-catting scream," Cats says, hastily removing his hand from Gellan's face. "That half-cat and the hungry guy went to the kitchens, I think."

Cats looks to the sound of the scream and then at Gellen.

"You want me to wait here?" Cats waits for a reply, happy to g back to bed.


Cats:

Gellan lets out a high pitched shriek at the shaggy man standing over him and nearly falls out of his chair as he scrambles to his feet. Other patients in the ward sit up, having been woken by one or both screams.

"Pharasma's teets!" Gellan exclaims, trying to catch his breath. "Damned near scared me right out of my boots..."

His head turns sharply at the sounds of a scuffle coming from somewhere outside the Communal Ward.

"What? Er, yes... Wait here." He grabs his club and runs out the door.

Most of the patients stay in their beds, but the storyteller Loic gets up. "I don't know. Let me ask this new fellow." Approaching Cats, he asks, "Hey, what's the story here? Was that a scream I heard?"


m human AC 18 Perception +17 , stealth +19, acrobatics 15 ,disable device +21,escapeartist +17, sleight of hand +17, sence motive +17

GM,The mariner,Twin:
Pinkie looks around shyly and whispers "As long as we don't have to go back to the Ward of the Wicked i'm ok for now. That one woman gives me the creeps.and over his shoulder he says "what did i tell you...


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@Loic, Gellan:
Loic wrote:
"What's the story here?"

Cats looks at Loic and shrugs.

"I don't know what the cat is going on. You're the storyteller, you tell me. I heard the scream same as you, then Gellan went tearing off that way," Cats replies, unsure if this is usual fare for a night in this asylum or not. "Is this typical? Or unusual? Maybe we should go check it out."

Cats starts down the corridor that Gellan fled, immediately looking for a weapon as he goes. Or something to throw...anything.

Scarab Sages

M
active spells:
Shield of Faith, Magic Circle against evil. Find the Path. Protection from Fire
Cleric of Desna Level 12 AC 23 w/shield. 21 W/O. +21 Perception

gm fearless:
Sweat immediately bubbles onto the forehead of Brother Butterfly. Fear makes his heart jump right into his throat.
It takes incredible will for him to swallow his heart back down to clear his throat and command,"Fearless, go warn the orderlies like Captain York or Gellan that there's a GHOUL here and to bring their weapons!

He then moves to a spot that places him on the opposite side of the orderlies and the Ghoul. (so the ghoul would have to engage the orderlies if it wanted to charge him).
He lifts his fore-arm in a perpendicular position (presenting it like a holy symbol) - rubbing the butterfly birthmark with his off hand, he boldly states,How in Lamashtu's Madness has an abomination like YOU make your way here. By the power of Desna and her quest to rid the world of Lamashtu's influence of madness and nightmares you shall feel the HOLY BURN of her vengence!
He then has a little bit of pee start to run down his leg just as the words leave his mouth

I try to channel positive energy to affect the undead - 1d6 ⇒ 4.
Please tell me if it works.


Male Halfling | HP 74 | AC 21; TCH 16; FF 17 | Perc +14

Brother Butterfly and GM:

BB wrote:
"Fearless, go warn the orderlies like Captain York or Gellan that there's a GHOUL here and to bring their weapons!

Fearless takes of in as fast of a run as his small legs will carry him. He bolts from the door and slams into the wall. WHAM!!

Grabbing his arm he takes off down hallway screaming. the whole way.

"YORK! GELLAN! YORK! GELLAN! GHOUL IN THE KITCHEN! GHOUL IN THE KITCHEN!"


Fearless, Brother Butterfly:

Brother Butterfly emerges from his spot near the door and raises his holy arm high. The butterfly mark upon it flashes with light and Argade shields his eyes in pain. The orderlies look back and forth at the cleric and the creature in confusion.

Will save vs Channel: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Fearless takes off, his yells echoing in the distance. A moment later Gellan comes running. "What's going on in here?"
"They've all gone mad!" One replies.

Bite on Orderly: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Argade lunges for one of the orderlies, struggling to get teeth into him.

Padded club: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Padded club: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

The orderlies defend themselves with padded clubs, smacking Argade in the arm and head, but their blows are completely ineffective.

INITIATIVE
Brother Butterfly
Cats
Fearless

Loic
Argade (-2)
Orderlies

Cats:

Following Gellan and the sounds of trouble, Cats comes to the door to the dining hall just as Fearless comes bursting through it, a wedge of cheese held forgotten in one hand, the round end of a loaf of baked bread poking out from under his shirt.

"YORK! GELLAN! YORK! GELLAN! GHOUL IN THE KITCHEN! GHOUL IN THE KITCHEN!"

Inside the dining hall a disturbing scene is playing out.

Two other orderlies wrestle with a pale gaunt man that vaguely resembles Argade. His mouth gapes open, revealing jagged teeth dripping with blood. His eyes are so dilated that the color can no longer be seen.

"What's going on in here?" Gellan calls.
"They've all gone mad!" One of the orderlies replies.

Brother Butterfly is here as well, standing with his arm held high, the butterfly mark on it glowing.

Cats Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Loic Initiative: 1d20 ⇒ 15

INITIATIVE
Brother Butterfly
Cats
Fearless

Loic
Argade (-2)
Orderlies


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@GM Rah, Fearless, Brother Butterfly:
Cats takes in the scene with surprising calm. It even surprises himself how calm he is about all this. Mostly, it seems like the orderlies have the 'ghoul' under control and while whatever Butterfly Brother doesn't seem so bad...maybe even familiar?

GM Rah, are we aware of what ghouls are? Do they fall under the general knowledge?

Why am I calm?
I dunno.
What the cat is Brother doing?
I dunno either.

Round 1, Init 22

Cats looks around for a weapon: a broom, a makeshift club, a knife, something to throw, a holy avenger...something.

If he sees one, he will move to pick it up. In general, he wants to stay out of melee.


Fearless, Brother Butterfly, Cats:

Regarding this ghoul: I suppose ghouls would fall under the DC 10 limit for common knowledge skill checks. This ghoul is a little unusual, so a DC 8 knowledge religion check would identify it as an undead creature that resembles a ghoul, but without a rank in knowledge religion you would be unable to determine abilities since those would push the DC up to 13. Brother Butterfly just barely made the basic check.


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@GM Rah:
1d20 - 1 ⇒ (10) - 1 = 9 Know (religion)

Ghoul, huh? Must be some sort of cat. Probably.

Scarab Sages

M
active spells:
Shield of Faith, Magic Circle against evil. Find the Path. Protection from Fire
Cleric of Desna Level 12 AC 23 w/shield. 21 W/O. +21 Perception

GM ,Fearless, Cats:

Brother Butterly gives a small leg spasm/kick that shakes loose the yellow droplets of pee that clung to his leg.
In a bold and (hopefully convincing voice)Orderlies , your saps and bludgeons are ineffective against this Ghoul!
Work with me on a fighting retreat,watch yourselves as this evil creature loves the flesh of the living and must be driven back to the well of madness that spawned it!

diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Looking at the ghoul, Eaters of the Living, must be driven back! You have invaded, but have found one of Desna's own protecting this sanctuary. While I am on watch, none shall be harmed in this place of refuge! Let the sparkle of Desna's wings blind you and turn you away. GHOUL I SAY, BEGONE!!!
Channel positive Energy1d6 ⇒ 1

GM, if I did too many actions, tell me


Fearless, Brother Butterfly:

Brother Butterfly's holy mark flashes again, but the light flickers weakly and Argade seems almost completely unaffected by it.

Will save can't reduce damage below 1.

Cats looks around for a weapon. He spots a few options, plus the night nurse from the Day Room standing in the doorway, looking very concerned.

Improvised only here (-4 to hit). Options: chair (2 handed - 1d4 damage), wooden bowl (1d3), ceramic pitcher (1d3), candlestick (1d3)

Loic stares in disbelief. "I don't know Lucy. I don't know..."

Outside, Fearless has caught the attention of another orderly, who seems torn between going for help and detaining the errant halfling. Diplomacy or Bluff please.

Claw on Orderly: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Claw on Orderly: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Bite on Orderly: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Argade throws himself desperately at an orderly, digging into his flesh with his fingernails and biting his arm. The orderly's scream is cut off as he goes stiff and falls over.

Orderly Grapple: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Gellan: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

The other orderly grabs Argade and pulls him off his partner. Gellan jumps in and holds his arms.

"Someone bring a jacket!" Gellen shouts, and the nurse jumps and vanishes back into the observation room.

INITIATIVE
Brother Butterfly
Cats
Fearless
Loic

Argade (-3)
Orderly (-11)
Orderly
Brother Butterfly


Pinkie, Mariner, Twin:

Though you may be leaving the Ward of the Wicked, the wicked still surround you. Aggra watches from a distance, like a wolf hounding prey. She also seems to have gathered a few other patients to her side - a big man missing an eye and part of one ear and a thin woman scratching at scabs and scars on her face.

Ushered through the asylum with the other patients you are lead down some stairs and into soon a large dining hall. A long table runs the length, set with wooden plates and spoons. Bowls of food await - boiled oats, pears, berries, and some small sausages.

During breakfast you catch bits of conversation among the staff and patients:

"Hey, I heard some of the Lower Ward patients tried to break into the kitchen last night and steal food." Says a younger woman as she brings in some bread.
"That's right." Replies a rose cheeked older woman. "Gellan told me one of them attacked the orderlies on duty. Hurt one real bad."
"Really? Was it one of the new patients?"
"No, it was Argade."
"What? But he's harmless... Can't leave a room without crossing back and forth over the threshold a dozen times."
"Well that's what I heard."
"Why wasn't he moved to the Ward of the Wicked?"
"Heard he was sick. Might have..." The woman hesitates, then lowers her voice to a whisper.

Perception DC 17 - Read "GM spoiler 1 "below.

Two orderlies with crossbows watch from the stairs.
"I heard one of the patients summoned another monster.[b]" One says, earning a raised eyebrow and a whistle from the other. [b]"They had to get Doctor Losandro up in the middle of the night to banish it."

A nurse talks with an orderly.
"I had the worst nightmare." The nurse sighs. "Was one of those where something you can't see is chasing you."
"Argh.. I hate those kinds of dreams." The orderly replies.
"This one was bad. Couldn't get back to sleep after."

The scarred woman with Aggra harasses the orderlies multiple times.
"What do you mean no one gets to paint today? The doctor said I could paint. I want to paint. Go ask her, she said I could paint. Bloody idiot, she said I could paint today!"

Perception DC 15 - Read "GM spoiler 2 "below.

GM spoiler 1:

The nurse whispers, "They said he had signs of disease and so they sent him to Doctor Chawaar."

GM spoiler 1:

The orderlies are heard talking in a low voice discussing the painting issue.
"Losandro said the paint room is off limits today."
"Zandalus won't like that. He pretty much lives there."
"He's the exception. Since he started talking she wants to keep him away from the other patients."


Male Halfling | HP 74 | AC 21; TCH 16; FF 17 | Perc +14

GM, Brother Butterfly and Cats:
"Don't worry 'bout me. Get in there. They need help!" Fearless screeches to the Orderly as he furiously points towards the kitchen.

Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 3

Seeing the Orderly more interested in detaining him Fearless backs himself into a corner, holding his hands up and palms out.


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Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@Rah,Fearless,ButterBrother:

Round 2, Init 22

In the previous round, Cats spied the chair and ran to grab it in two hands.

Cats holds the chair in front of him as if getting used to the weight as he spins to keep an eye on the ugly, hairless monstrosity...but then realizes that Brother is doing something familiar and not scary and turns to focus on the ghoul.

Cats, with his 'weapon' in hand, circles around the orderlies and combatants, preparing to smash the chair over the creature's head if they need help.

He stops 5' away and readies to strike if the creature comes close, but otherwise will give the orderlies a bit more time to get things under control. He notes that he's not as afraid of this as he probably should be...he's reacting as if used to reacting to situations like this, letting his muscle memory guide him where is mental memory has deserted him.

Readied Action:
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 to hit;
1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 chair damage.

Scarab Sages

M
active spells:
Shield of Faith, Magic Circle against evil. Find the Path. Protection from Fire
Cleric of Desna Level 12 AC 23 w/shield. 21 W/O. +21 Perception

gm cats Fearless :
Brother Butterfly thinks to himself,"This is not good, this is REALLY not good. I may be the only person that can affect this monstrous beast." With his mind racing for solutions, he sees Loic.
Loic! Do something to help this fight. At the very least, make certain that the orderly doesn't bleed to death. Help in any way that you can. Desna will heal him once the danger has been turned to dust.

Desna-- hear my plea. Let not this monster harm another.
Brother Butterfly rubs the tattoo on his arm.
Channel energy: 1d6 ⇒ 3


Rough Around the Edges 2 | HP: 17/17 | AC 17; Touch 13; FF 14 | Fort +2; Ref +3; Will +2 | CMD 15 | Initiative +3 | Perception +2 | Sense Motive -1 | Kn. Arc +8 | Spellcraft +5
Eidolon Stats:
HP: 11/11 | AC 21*; Touch 13; FF 18* | Fort +1; Ref +6; Will +3 | CMD 15 | Perception +5 | Sense Motive +5 | Kn. Religion +8 | Stealth +8
Resources:
Summon SLA: 5/5 | Spells: 1st: 3/3

GM/Pinkie/Mariner:
Perception-DC 17: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Perception-DC 15: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

As the Twin reenters the main ward, he ignores the pair of whingers next to him.

He hears the story about the Mother of Whelps banishing his new friend and his face dours. Hmm... so she is responsible for him leaving me. he thinks, learning to keep his mouth quiet and his brain working.

Looking over the fare, the Twin piles his bowl high with oats and berries, leaving the meat. "Ugh... how gross." he thinks aloud impulsively.

Turning to Pinkie and the Mariner after ten minutes of ignoring them, he talks, but keeps his eyes on the deformed woman, Aggra. "So." he says before shoving a mouthful of oatmeal into his gullet. "Either of you have stories to pass the time?"


Fearless, Brother Butterfly:

Will save vs Channel: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

The mark on Brother Butterfly's arm flashes to life again, and though Argade cries out in pain he does not yet succumb to the divine energy of Desna.

Loic snaps out of his shock. Taking off his shirt he runs over to the injured orderly.

"His eyes are open, but he isn't moving... I... I think he's dead!"

Cats approaches, armed with his ghoul-bane chair. He takes a hesitant swing, but all the bodies wrestling on the floor cause him to miss completely.

Claw on Orderly - Grapple: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Claw on Orderly - Grapple: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Bite on Orderly - Grapple: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Argade thrashes in the grip of the orderlies like a desperate animal but is unable to get his nails or teeth into them.

Orderly Grapple to pin: 1d20 + 5 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 + 5 = 30
Gellan: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Gellan and the other orderly turn him face down and pin his arms as the nurse comes running back with a buckled restraining jacket.

Meanwhile, out in the hall...

Fearless' pleas fall on deaf ears as the orderly reaches out to grab his arm.

"I don't know what all this is about, but you need to get back to your room while we sort it out."

Grapple vs Fearless: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

INITIATIVE
Brother Butterfly
Loic
Cats
Fearless

Argade (-4)
Orderlies


Male Halfling | HP 74 | AC 21; TCH 16; FF 17 | Perc +14

GM, Brother Butterfly and Cats:

The Orderly slams Fearless into the wall and pins him against it.

"HELP, THERE's ANOTHER ONE OUT HERE! IT'S GOT ME! IT's GOT ME!" Fearless struggles as he tries to break free.

Break Grapple: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1


m human AC 18 Perception +17 , stealth +19, acrobatics 15 ,disable device +21,escapeartist +17, sleight of hand +17, sence motive +17

GM,Twin,Mariner:

perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Pinkie heads straight for the food once in the dining area and piles his plate high like hes never seen food before.

Once he is satisfied with his plate he sits and devours as much as he can while surveying the room and its inhabitants.

Talking between mouth fulls and never quite directing anything to anyone in particular he whispers "Yea i heard them talking about disease.....Yea I think we should watch for a while and see who we think we can trust or at least get along with.......Oh you tell him a story i cant seem to remember any good ones at the moment."


GM,Twin,Pinkie:
Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (9) - 1 = 8
Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5

Things were still cloudy, slowly returning back not soon enough. What wasn't coming back were the keen senses that weren't there in the first place. The Mariner piles his bowl high with meat, leaving the oats and berries. Biting into the sausage casing, it snaps with salty staleness but he barely tastes it. "They had these very good cookies", and that was solidly the extent of his story telling to answer the Twin. "Hey -any of you know a codger name Klyn?", the Mariner rolls up his sleeve to reveal muddled patches of heavy scars running the forearms, the last one, like wide cuts clearly forming the word KLYN.

Scarab Sages

M
active spells:
Shield of Faith, Magic Circle against evil. Find the Path. Protection from Fire
Cleric of Desna Level 12 AC 23 w/shield. 21 W/O. +21 Perception

gm fearless cats:
He's not dead Loic. The orderly is not dead, BUT he WILL BE if you don't bind his wounds and stop any bleeding.
Quickly, take care of him, and then get over here and help me or the orderlies wrestling this thing with any special skills you may have.

taking a bit of credit for the ghoul getting pinned and looking weakened

You are weakening vile creature . Desna is wrapping you up in the spiritual caccon.

channel energy: 1d6 ⇒ 5


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@Rah,Fearless,ButterBrother:

Round 3, Init 22

With the ghoul held down, that's when Cats decides to strike, breaking the chair over the ghoul's head, but hoping he doesn't kill the man.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15 to hit;
1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 chair damage.

He steps back after striking, hoping that set the man back into his right mind.

If the thing is done:

Cats puts down the chair, sits, and begins to rock. He's somewhat traumatized by what happened, but happy to rock and watch and rock some more. He's mostly placid, if agitated, as he absorbs what happened here and what it means about him.


Fearless, Brother Butterfly, Cats:

Will save vs Channel: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

The mark on Brother Butterfly's arm flashes to life again, more brilliant then before! Argade howls in agony, blood starting to drip from his eyes.

"I'll kill you! I'll devour you all...!"

*CRUNNNCH!*

Cats' chair comes down on Argade's head, caving in his skull and ending his tirade. The orderlies hold on for a few more moments, afraid to let go until they notice that he isn't moving. Or breathing.

"I don't know Lucy." Loic shakes his head. "That doesn't look like Argade anymore."

Another orderly arrives at the door with Fearless in tow and gapes at the scene.

A few seconds later the injured orderly groans and sits up, his sudden movement scaring Loic half to death. His injuries, while serious, were apparently not life-threatening. "Did he have some kind of drug on his hands? When he scratched me I suddenly couldn't move. Damned crazy bastard gave me a nasty bite."

Panting, Gellan calls to the nurse returning with the now-useless restraining jacket. "Clara, you'd better go wake up Doctor Losandro." He glances at the strange corpse of Argade and then at Brother Butterfly. "Tell her we need Doctor Chawaar too."


Male Halfling | HP 74 | AC 21; TCH 16; FF 17 | Perc +14

Brother Butterfly, Cats, GM:
Fearless continues to struggle until he grows limp from exhaustion and just hangs in the Orderlies grasp like a damned doll. "Can I just go back to bed now?"

Scarab Sages

M
active spells:
Shield of Faith, Magic Circle against evil. Find the Path. Protection from Fire
Cleric of Desna Level 12 AC 23 w/shield. 21 W/O. +21 Perception

gm fearless cats:

Glory be to Desna for this victory now let her undo the damage this creature has wrought.
Channel energy: 1d6 ⇒ 1 to heal the orderlies.
With his legs feeling heavy from the exhaustion of channeling all of that spiritual energy , Brother Butterfly grabs the remaining chair near the table that the orderlies were originally sitting in.
While seated, he points to the ghoul and continues talking:

That ghoul had razor sharp, pointed teeth with blood dripping from them even before biting our friend here. Argade was obviously dead before exiting the kitchen and attacking everyone in this room. There lies the body of a ghoul - a flesh-eating abomination of the undead.
Does anyone else know anything about Ghouls? Loic- do you have anything else that you can add?

The next round, it's my intention to use my luck ability on myself and then the diplomacy skill.

Amazing work rushing into danger! You truly are fast responders. Wrestling the ghoul and protecting us all. You really are the best and we are safe because of you. Slight pause for effect.
For the small part Fearless, Cats and I played in protecting Briarstone, might we be able to get a razor and have a good vigorous shave before bed?

diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@Rah,BButterfly,Fearless:
Cats continues to rock on his chair, wondering how much trouble he was going to be in. After all, it's possible that they had the situation in hand, on the other cat, it's also possible the thing would have broken free and kept attacking...it seemed hungry.

Cats rocks in his chair, trying to calm down.

Butter Brotherfly wrote:
"Does anyone else know anything about ghouls?"

Cats shakes his head. He doesn't know a thing. He never has.

Cats stares off, still thinking, remembering, understanding, rocking. He looks again at Brother, and shakes his head in appreciation.

He has the divine spark...and he's in here too. Weird. He's proving the Gods Might Be Crazy.

Cats looks over at the crazy, fearful halfling and shakes his head. He wonders how Loic will be storying this encounter.

"Can I cat back to bed now?" Cats asks aloud.


Brother Butterly, Fearless, Cats:

Brother Butterfly seems to be the only person interested in conversation, but he is unable to gather any further insight from Loic, who mutely shakes his head. In response to his request for shaving tools, Gellan waves him off with promises of supplying some later.

A few minutes later Doctor Losandro arrives with a York and a dark skinned Vudrani man who can only be Doctor Chawaar. Losandro is dressed, groomed and clear eyed, but York and the Chawaar both appear freshly dragged from bed. Sparing brief glances at you, they move to confer quietly over Argade's ghoulish corpse.

Pulling on some supple leather gloves Chawaar carefully examines the corpse.
"This does indeed seem to be a ghoul." He says. "But how is this thing possible? Such creatures do not simply appear among the healthy. Normally, one must be infected by the bite of another ghoul."
"Sweet holy Shelyn." York mutters."Are you saying we might have a plague in Briarstone?"
Doctor Losandro interjects. "Perhaps not. I have heard that the condition might occur when someone consumes the flesh of the dead."
Chawaar looks dubious of the theory. "I believe that is more legend then fact. It would also require another corpse to feed upon, and unless I am mistaken no patients have died recently, so where would he get one?" To Gellan, he says, "I need to examine all who came into contact with him."

Removing his gloves and putting them into a small sack, Chawaar proceeds to examine the living. One by one he looks over the orderlies and patients in the dining hall. He looks for wounds, stares into eyes, checks teeth and fingernails. He takes special interest in Brother Butterfly's holy mark, and with another, previously unnoticed mark upon Fearless' back - a strange symbol branded into the skin between his spine and left shoulder.

"Curious symbol here." Chawaar remarks, turning Fearless so the light catches it better.
Doctor Losandro moves to look, and a frown crosses her face. "Indeed... I think I have seen such a mark upon slaves. Or criminals." She says dismissively. "What do you suggest we do with them, Doctor?"

Sense Motive DC 16 - see spoiler "GM 1" below.

Chawaar announces. "I detect no signs of contagion, but I think it would be best to put them in quarantine for a night or two. And I would like to spend more time examining the body."

Losandro nods curtly. "As you wish. York, see to it."

GM 1:

You think Doctor Losandro recognizes the symbol and knows more then she is telling.


Rough Around the Edges 2 | HP: 17/17 | AC 17; Touch 13; FF 14 | Fort +2; Ref +3; Will +2 | CMD 15 | Initiative +3 | Perception +2 | Sense Motive -1 | Kn. Arc +8 | Spellcraft +5
Eidolon Stats:
HP: 11/11 | AC 21*; Touch 13; FF 18* | Fort +1; Ref +6; Will +3 | CMD 15 | Perception +5 | Sense Motive +5 | Kn. Religion +8 | Stealth +8
Resources:
Summon SLA: 5/5 | Spells: 1st: 3/3

Mariner/Pinkie/GM:
"Never heard of the word and that's not a story." he says with a scowl, further accentuated by his innate hatred of the blubbery, little sausages that the Mariner keeps shoving into his mouth.

The man pushes his bowl of half-eaten oats away from himself as the goop starts to congeal. "I need something to do..." he says, unsure of what he is allowed to do anymore.


Male Halfling | HP 74 | AC 21; TCH 16; FF 17 | Perc +14

GM, Brother Butterfly, Cats:

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

Fearless tries to turn around to see the mark for himself, though it is difficult as the Orderly has a good hold on the younger Halfling.

"What mark? The hells it look like? Who marked me? Did you mark me?" Fearless one by one begins accusing everyone in the room.


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@Rah, Brother, Fearless:
Cats rocks until his examination, putting the chair back where he found it. As he has no answers about anything for anyone, Cats returns to bed (or quarantine).

Did I do good? Did I cat wrong? I dunno.

Scarab Sages

M
active spells:
Shield of Faith, Magic Circle against evil. Find the Path. Protection from Fire
Cleric of Desna Level 12 AC 23 w/shield. 21 W/O. +21 Perception

gm fearless cats:
Brother Butterfly takes a nanosecond to mentally go through the events unfolding Quarantine? While that makes sense and I might --if the tables were turned-- I might suggest the same course of action. On the other side, that also means that they can forget about me for a couple of days and I won't get that razor they promised me.
How do I make myself useful in this situation AND get some Leverage?

Well at least they confirmed that this is a ghoul! This situation could be much worse had we actually harmed a living person. But, the doctors and Loic, seems a little bit confused about what a Ghoul actually does. Maybe I can make something up and continue to be a little valuable.
Speaking to the audience as a whole

Of course you'll need to quarantine those involved. But I think you will still need my help for your friend that was bitten and gouged by the Ghoul -- for those injuries means that his life is in GREAT PERIL. (LOOKING AT THE INJURED ORDERLY first, but meeting the others eyes as BB progresses through his spiel) He will surely die from the poison that creature leaks. First the injured area will fester and burn. Then he will break out in cold sweats, parts of his body will shake uncontrollably, or his heart might also race in fear at the slightest provocation. (emphasis)BUT should he become ravenously hungry..... then DOOM is on the doorstep. At that point, it is irreversible and I would never be able to help him.

Staring straight at the orderly who was attacked.

I sure hope you don't get any of these symptoms while I am in quarantine and unable to help.
Bluff: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15.
Knowledge religion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14 - this is on fearless's symbol
sense motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19


ROLLS:

Losandro: 1d20 + 10 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 10 + 5 = 30
Chawaar: 1d20 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 2 + 5 = 16

Fearless, Brother Butterfly, Cats:

Doctor Losandro is the only one to offer any insight into to Fearless' demands about his mysterious symbol.

"The mark appears to be a brand. It is fully healed, which would date its birth to well before your arrival at Briarstone."

@Brother Butterfly: the symbol on Fearless is not familiar.

Doctor Chawaar bristles in irritation at Brother Butterfly's claim.

"I am quite aware of the dangers a ghoul presents!" He retorts. "Though any injury, even a scratch, may paralyze its victims, only the ghoul's bite presents real danger, and that is a disease, not poison. Disease is my specialty, and I am fully capable of dealing with it without the help of a Pharasma be damned lunatic."

Doctor Losandro watches the scene with curious detachment, as if observing an experiment in process. When Chawaar is done, she ends further discussion by following his suggestion.

"York, clear out a room for Gellan and Lanard in the staff wing. Have Roote taken to Doctor Latchke to see about those wounds, then arrange a separate room for him near Doctor Chawaar's lab."

Gesturing to the patients. "There is a private room available in the south wing for them."

Fearless, Brother Butterfly, Cats, and Loic are escorted from the Dining Hall, through the Dayroom, past the Communal Ward, and through a set of sturdy doors to a wing of the asylum normally reserved for patients supported by wealthy family or sponsors. There, they are shown to one small room, provided with extra cots and bedding, then the door is closed and locked from the outside.

At the click of the lock Loic sighs. Dropping onto one of the cots he wraps himself in a blanket and rolls over. "Yes Lucy, at least they can't keep us apart."

Once again, the orderlies seem to have forgotten about the promised razor.

*****

The night passes.

@Cats, see your spoiler below.
@Brother Butterfly, see your spoiler below.

You are left to sleep in the next day, and Chawaar arrives around mid-morning with a nurse bearing plates of food. Though everything still seems normal after a detailed check-up he remains convinced that another 24 hours of quarantine are necessary.

Cats:

In your dreams you find yourself floating in water. Above you, distorted through ripples, a figure watches. Your lungs burn, but no matter how hard you swim the surface remains out of reach.

Brother Butterfly:

In your dreams you find yourself in a field. Before you sits a woman in robes, the symbol of Desna on an amulet hanging around her neck. No matter how loud you call, she seems unable to hear or see you. When you reach out to touch her the dream ends.

ROLLS:

PERCEPTION
Pinkie: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
The Mariner: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3
The Twin: 1d20 ⇒ 17

INITIATIVE
Pinkie: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
The Mariner: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
The Twin: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Scarred Man: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Pinkie, Mariner, Twin:

As breakfast comes to an end, and the orderlies begin to herd patients back up the stairs toward the Ward of the Wicked, it becomes apparent that your time there is not yet up. Pinkie and The Twin both notice Aggra speak a few hushed words to a man with ritual scars on his face, and as the patients are crowded into the stairs that man begins to make his way toward The Twin.

INITIATIVE - Surprise Round
Note: The Mariner is surprised - no action this round.
The Twin
Pinkie

Scarred Man


Acrobatics: +11. Disable: +20. Perception: +14. Sleight+12/Stealth +16. F12/R17/W9. Seeker of Redemption 10

@Rah,Fearless,Butterfly:

Cats, having no worries about sleeping in a new room as he had built no particular attachment to the other room in the past day. He puts a cot against the far wall from the door and claims it as his own.

Out of some sort of habit, he does a quick recon of the room, windows, exits, doors, and whatnot...just to be sure about whatever...he doesn't even know what.

Take 20 Perception on the room: 26 - anything of interest that wasn't readily apparent?

When that is done, he lays down to sleep. As he drowses off, he says his goodnights to the group.

"Strange night, wasn't it? Loic, or is this typical? I dunno...*yawn*...good night you all. Don't let the bedcats bite."

@GM Rah:

Cats tosses and turns in his sleep, his arms flailing and flailing. He struggles and struggles more, trying to swim to the surface.

Cat! OH MY F##%ING CAT!!


Rough Around the Edges 2 | HP: 17/17 | AC 17; Touch 13; FF 14 | Fort +2; Ref +3; Will +2 | CMD 15 | Initiative +3 | Perception +2 | Sense Motive -1 | Kn. Arc +8 | Spellcraft +5
Eidolon Stats:
HP: 11/11 | AC 21*; Touch 13; FF 18* | Fort +1; Ref +6; Will +3 | CMD 15 | Perception +5 | Sense Motive +5 | Kn. Religion +8 | Stealth +8
Resources:
Summon SLA: 5/5 | Spells: 1st: 3/3

GM/Pinkie/Mariner:
The Twin turns to look at the scarred man before winking at Aggra. "Come on, comrade. No need to do this." he says, holding his hands up defensively.

Unwilling to strike first, The Twin decides to stay defensive as he snaps his fingers at the orderlies. "Whelps, I'm sure your Mother wants a lack of fighting in here and I'm not starting it, but I will end it." he advises to them, thinking that he is doing the right thing.

Total Defense. AC 17.


Male Halfling | HP 74 | AC 21; TCH 16; FF 17 | Perc +14

GM, Brother Butterfly, Cats:

Fearless is too panicked to look as thoroughly as he would like to. As Cats chooses his own corner Fearless chooses one in the opposite corner against the wall so as to keep an eye on everything and everyone.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"Strange night? STRANGE NIGHT? A damned ghoul was in here. It could have killed us all. Someone let something in here. I'll find out who did it. I swear I will." Fearless' voice becomes higher and shriller with each moment.


GM Twin Pinkie :
"What's this all about... ", the Mariner turns around to the Twin, shoves two last bits of stolen sausage in, "Made some enemies."

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Scarab Sages

M
active spells:
Shield of Faith, Magic Circle against evil. Find the Path. Protection from Fire
Cleric of Desna Level 12 AC 23 w/shield. 21 W/O. +21 Perception

gm fearless loic cats:
Brother Butterfly passes the time with some friendly chit-chat amongst his new roommates. Possibly commenting on some of the more opulent furniture that might be in this room. Taking into account artistic styles, and while his memory prevents him from pinpointing exact regions that something might be from based on it's artistic or cultural influence, the passion that Brother Butterfly has for art shows like a spot light shrouded by a hazy fog.
But, just as quickly, he lets that conversation sputter to a strange end and instead gets focused on how clean his surroundings are. He doesn't clean everything, but instead cleans where he is sitting and then comments on the need for things to be cleaned from his sitting vantage point. He will then comment on how the hair on his body is all over the place. He spends lots of time plucking hairs, and even looks for improvised tools to use as tweezers.

After the second exam by the doctor, Brother Butterfly sits cross legged on the floor right next to the locked entry-door. Hand outstretched. Palm on the thick wood, and muttering with eyes closed.
After ten minutes of his odd-meditation, He moves to the study table, uses the accompanying chair to climb on to of the stable top and stretches out his hands to the ceiling. With fingertips and part of his palm reaching the goal, he murmers,"Shaving cream, be nice and clean. Shave everyday and you'll always be keen."

When done, he gets down from the tabletop and asks to each of the occupants," has anyone found any paper or quill and inks? I feel like painting.

gm:
I would like to try doorsight on the front door and doorsight on the ceiling above us.
I'd also like to use detect poison on the food that is delivered and any medication that is being given to any of the patients.


Pinkie, Mariner, Twin:

Pinkie's having internet issues, but gave me some instructions.

The Twin goes on the defensive as the man closes in. Pinkie mutters something about hating this place and backs away as well.

The orderlies in the area take notice of The Twin's words, but the crowd of patients on the stairs makes it difficult for anyone to see what happens next. The Twin however, has a front row seat to the action as the scarred man lunges forward and tackles the Twin.

Grapple on Twin vs CMD 18: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

INITIATIVE - Round 1
The Twin (grappled)
The Mariner
Pinkie

Scarred Man (grappling)

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