"Bring what you need. We'll bring you there." Arkus repeats after Zolarus.
After that mighty ballad you sang last night telling of "the horrors of the blackest coal that could scare the stars out of the night sky", I think I will pass. Do not get me wrong I appreciate everything you all are doing but I cannot join you. And it is not all cowardice, I am staying a visual sign around here to help keep moral up. I do pray for you at all times and will continue to do so as you venture forth again into your "vile chamber of aeon old eldritch horrors infested with insane demon militaristic warlords".
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"What?" Arkus exclaims having heard of this ballad only now.....
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After the ballad Utnapishtim goes to his room and writes about his "big day" in his "hero journal". Then he goes to sleep with his set of Ezren, Kyra, Merisiel, and Valeros action figures. (They're not dolls!)
The next day, he will be ready to continue adventuring. Does anyone have any special requests for spells?
Shrugging, Arkus follows. THe prospect of more violence appealing to his jaded soul.
Jerrick leaves the church and finds the party, ready to head into the Glassworks.
Tik has met with you and decided that she may be of more use helping father Zantus above ground if the town needs defenses.
Gathering all of your gear and supplies you walk up to the Glassworks refreshed from a night of sleep, a good meal, and charity healing from father Zantus.
The Glassworks is silent, walking through to the stairway to the basement level and dungeon beyond you are greeted by a scene of gore. The guards that were left to defend the top of the stairs are not there; and there is a decorated splatter that covers the walls. The guard's weapons have been haphazardly been tossed around the floor and saturated red smears of blood easily show the men have been dragged to the floor below, there is renegade blood smearing every few steps and with careful examination shows a human fingernail embedded in one of the topside stairs. It may be a sign that the guard was still alive when brought into the abysmal basement and was trying to break free.
Arkus being more practical starts testing the weight of the fallen weapons.....
"Free weapons.."
Jerrick leads Radgit into the room. “Thought you said there were guards...” he says, almost teasingly, as he draws an alchemist's fire from his bandolier and begins tossing it from hand to hand.
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Zol sheds a few tears for the fallen and his anger grows seeing the carnage decorate the room.
"Poor souls. If I had any clue this might happen to them...I feel somewhat responsible for their deaths. Dammit. What is this place exactly? Only the most evil and vile creatures would celebrate suffering and torture. Something very sinister is lurking in this dungeon and we must put an end to it!"
If nothing else is found of significance in the room, then he heads back to the unexplored chamber to the north. He listens for threats nearby.
DC 15 Perception, Listen
Weapons are.
Short sword
Mace
Short spear
Warhammer
2 daggers
2 small shields
This is the common type militia outfitting for 2 men. They must still be wearing their armor.
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Utnapishtim presents his holy symbol of Desna and offers a brief prayer for the fallen town guards. He bends down to gather the two daggers, and says "I'm not strong enough to carry most of this equipment. But, I would be honored to wield these guard's weapons into battle against evil."
Then he looks to see what kind of wounds the dead men died from.
The men are not present. It looks as if they were dragged alive into the dungeon below. You assume this by the fingernail in the wooden stair, the man must of been struggling to get free. Also you could easily assume that the amount of blood present would mean the men may not have too much longer to live if they do not get prompt medical attention (healing of some sort), TIME MAY BE OF THE UP MOST URGENCY.
Arkus gathers all the weapons, tucking them onto his belt, slinging them over his shoulder or over his back.
His movement suddenly swift and sure. Short sword to the left side of his belt, mace to the right, spear over his back, warhammer as well crisscrossing the spear while his flail is shifted to join the shortsword. Daggers are kept in his boots, ignoring the shields.
"Weapons feel good." with one of the most sadistic grins the orc could ever have.
Unless Ark elaborates about the weapons you have no reason to use Spellcraft on them.
So everyone is at the top of the stairs at the Glassworks that lead to the Glassworks basement. I stopped you there. This is the last call for purchased items, and preparations. Please let me know how you wish to proceed.
If anyone has tracking (survival) as a trained skill please roll.
Jerrick grumbles. “Radgit won't like the stairs. Guess he better stay up here.” He whispers a bit in the pony's ear.
“Come on then, let's get to the part where we burn some goblins.” he says with a hint of enthusiasm, and prepares to follow someone down the stairs.
Everyone cautiously descends the stairs being careful to avoid the stepping in the blood trail and questionable pieces of what appear to be scalp and clear jelly - like spots. The creaking stairs below your feet make the depths below seem evermore foreboding.
The cellar smells like fish left out in the sun too long mixed with a twangy coppery bloody smell. Taking your first steps into the basement you are appalled by the thin sheen of clear jelly ichor that invisibility coats the floor. While it does stick to the soles of your shoes and is slippery it is not causing any other issues with walking around. The basement continues with this motif of foreign fluids and stink with and occasional membranous masses about the size of Ark's fist polka dotting your journey. The masses are inspected by Prof and he can assume that what ever creature made them has begun to claim this as a lair. The masses are otherwise insubstantial and are ruled out to have any ill effect.
After a careful search of the Glassworks basement you decide that the area is safe for the most part and the guards and whatever creatures that took them have ventured ever deeper into the dungeon.
Sent you a PM.
Any other questions?
Please describe your actions to continue.
Jerrick is following along, absentmindedly juggling his alchemist's fire.
Arkus leads the way with the shortspear in hand. Looking around with disinterest as he realises none of them are springing out to attack him and his comrades, he steps using the spear to test the more questionable substances......
The floor is less sticky down here. The odd growths or masses have become more frequent and bigger. They have hardened and have made the floor uneven in parts. Looking down the hallway looks as if you were looking down the long ribcage of a snake from the inside. The masses become more frequent only a few inches apart at times that connect floor to ceiling. They are an opaque almost beige white that cast their own darker brown shadows in the ribbing. The odor has magnified intensely in the lower levels and many of you chew back whatever sick your stomachs would conjure.
Ark careful taps along the growths as everyone continues.
Please continue to move your characters.
Jerrick tucks the alchemist's fire back into the bandolier, slips a hand into his pocket and pulls out a smokestick, which he proceeds to fiddle with as the party moves along. He scans continuously to see if there's anything to burn.
A red marble statue of a strikingly beautiful but, at the same time, monstrously enraged human woman stands in the middle of this room, her stony expression twisted in fury. The woman wears flowing robes, and her long hair is held back from her face by an intricate headdress of hooks and blades. In her left hand she carries a large book, the face of which is inscribed with a seven-pointed star. Her right hand holds a glittering metal-and-ivory ranseur.
This is a strange shaped room. There is a door to the North and a hallway that continues East out of sight.
Everyone please describe your actions.
Arkus without wasting time heads for the statue and grips the ranseur, pulling it away and exerting strength if needed.
He cares not for the other possible items on the statue, seeing only a beautiful weapon that could be used.
Ark this is a fine weapon made by a master craftsman. It slides out of the statue's hand without any resistance. It is well balanced and has been kept oiled and polished. The edge is razor sharp and fine steel. This is not only a beautiful piece but a deadly one.
Prof you will be receiving a PM.
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Prof you will be receiving a PM.
- Free Action: "Um. Friends. Heroes. I can hears something approach from the southern entrance to this new eastern hallway." Utnapishtim starts nervously.
- Move Action: Nothing.
- Standard Action: Ready an action to shoot a Magic Missile at the first visible enemy (from my wand).
Arkus admires his new weapon.
"An impressive weapon indeed. I have not encountered one such as this beauty in my hands..."
On hearing Prof.
"It's a good time to test this then." bring the point to bear, Arkus readies for combat.
Ready an action to throw a bomb at hostiles.
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"What are you all aiming at? Prof, your good ear hear someone coming? You must have a bit of elven blood in your veins. Well, I better get ready".
Zolarus begins his barroom song of old heroes victories and draws his rapier while moving closer to Arkus.
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Ongoing effects: Inspire Courage, Fortified Drinker (1 hr)
Sinspawn indeed! Two of them rush up the hallway springing the trap they set.
They charge forward and one attacks Ark the other attacks Zol. From the earthen hallway to the North comes the flapping of two disembodied heads. They have bat-like wings that sprout from the sides of their heads. One of the sinspawns bites Zol and a flying head bites Jer.
On Ark flatfooted (vs AC 17)
On Zol flatfooted (vs AC 15)
Flying heads
Two on Jer Flatfooted (vs AC 15)
One on Ark flatfooted and flanked (vs AC 17)
Damage to Jer
Prof you get 1 AOO on the flying head that is now flanking Ark.
Profs knowledge check
Prof has no clue what these are.
Init
Init
Prof
Jer
Ark
Sinspawn
Zol
Flying Heads
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AoO (Readied Action?) - If I can do this, since I readied, I will fire a magic missile
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Since I'm also at the top of initiative:
- Standard Action: "Freeze Dirtbag!"
- Move Action: Move 1 square south.
- Free Action: "Flying heads?!?"
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I have outlined the target of my magic missiles in red.
Seeing his newest weapon useless in these close quarters fighting, Arkus drops it and whips out the shortspear in a deadly thrust.
His target? the spawn just next to him and next to a flying head too...
Your muscles twinge and feel good using the mystery spear.
Jer you are up.
Jerrick steps back and fiddles with some things for a moment, then tosses a bomb at one of the flying bobbers, making sure Ark does not suffer any splash damage.
splash of 6, DC 15 to save for half
Assuming that means it falls in orange marked square.
so 3 dmg to Jerrick
that will miss.
The bad guys attack!
Ark
Zol
Damage to Ark
Init
Prof
Jer
Ark
Sinspawn
Zol
Flying Heads
Zol you are up