DM Zyren's Heart of Journeys (Inactive)

Game Master Zyrenity

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Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

Sucks to be her, but after the stunt she pulled with the good ogre getting him to kill a paladin, she deserved whatever she got.

Looking at Nymeria, Killian and Hagrak.

So, who is the next one who will be so stupid as to go wandering off by him or herself? So far Mord is 3 for 3 on departure deaths.


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

Attalas still looks a little sad, but also fairly bitter.

You can hear the cogs turning in his head, and it is pretty clear he has come back to his original line of thought that she was trying to play him, but is still stuck on why he changed his mind and believed her...


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

Seeing Attalas' look of confusion.

What is wrong my friend? You look confused, and ticked off all at the same time.

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Male Goblin Gunslinger/6

"You tough, Attalas. Mobo is glad you're here to look after him. These Big Folk don't understand, but you Bigger Folk so that makes you better. So the elf-kin killed Patrissa?"


Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 4 Bard 0

No, Mobo...she...she did that herself...


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Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4
Jezbazeel Ruckskal wrote:

Seeing Attalas' look of confusion.

What is wrong my friend? You look confused, and ticked off all at the same time.

"I thought it was all wrong from the start. Humans and Ogres not supposed to be mates, Pa always said was bad idea and not to do and I always listened to smart man. He was Paladin, not like Rekkart fake Paladin."

"Thought Patrissa was strange and odd, but pretty human and maybe Pa was wrong and Patrissa was right, she seemed so telling the truth and make me think maybe I was wrong and Pa was wrong and she be right, but always Rekkart making the problem. Monsters don't get to be happy, only humans and nice people. Ogres not allowed to be happy and have nice things, human man take them away."

"Then Patrissa come along and make all that wrong. Rekkart man wanted her for his ownsies and even though Attalas thought it was all bad idea with Patrissa, Rekkart was not going to let it go. Don't know why, but Attalas go against knowing better and think Patrissa now a good idea, but Rekkart going to make sure he gets killed... either by Rekkart blade 'Grab your torch and pitchfork, it's an OGRE!' or lead Attalas into a trap and have him killed... like leaving Attalas to the Ghoulybones. Rekkart did that before to Mordy, and Mordy isn't even an Ogre, so Rekkart do that to Attalas and not lose a wink of sleep"

"Dunno why, normally would have let it all go and just stayed carefull, but got all caught up in Patrissa for no reason can work out and decided to kill Rekkart first instead of avoiding. So sad. Rekkart was pretty crummy man though, so Attalas not lose wink of sleep instead"

"Patrissa came and declared her love
screamed it to the stars above
Rekkart wasn't very happy
will kill Attalas, make it snappy
Rekkart he had killed off Mord
By a trial was quite flawed
Patrissa she was guilty as sin
A great big frame-up she was in
These jurors fixed up one another
Patrissa was probably banging her brother
A nasty man they had as judge
Despite the truth he wouldn't budge
Now Mordy hacked them all to bits
And they all deserved it the little sh1ts"


HP: 142/165 AC:32 FF:29 T:17 F:16 R:18 W:20 Init:+4 Percep:+28

"Uh huh." Ragnvald says adjusting his grip on his blade he simply steps over the woman's corpse another body on the path and stalks down the hall. There is a look of thoughtful suspicion etched on his face but not directed at anyone in particular.


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

My friend. Although much of it is like a memory for me, I to was raised by monsters and paladins. I did not grow up with ogres, but recall ogres, giants, and lots of demons during my youth, if you could even call it a youth. I was rescued when I was young and brought here where I was raised in an orphanage under the watchful eye of Iomedae paladins. But, as with you, I never really fit in.

I put my hand behind my neck an move the hair to the side to show Attalas the golden scales running from the back of my head down my back and under my armor.

Attalas, I do not think you were confused by Patrissa, I think she was a witch and cast a spell on you. You are not to blame for what you did, she used your good emotions and used them to coerce you to do hurt people you would not have in your right mind.

From now on, the three of us, the outcasts, shall stick together - Mobo BoomBoom, Attalas Bigstick, and Jez Blue Death.

With this, I reach out cross handed to shake hands with Mobo and Attalas. Three fighting as one.


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

"Bad witch. Bad"

He nods in deep appreciation.

"Nice scales! Ragnvald he ok too... Nymeria I think means well, but not used to nastiness. Problem is that Mordy is keen on stretchy stretchy and waiting for people to do right thing willingly take too long."

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Male Goblin Gunslinger/6

Mobo will shake Jezbazeel's hand, and then hugs Attalas' leg.

"If Mord gonna make us all dead, maybe Zarongel let us play together afterwards. Until then, maybe we can end this. Keep eyes on remaining old jurors. Let's move as tribe and chase this ghost together. No more time for squabbles or hair pulling. Need to be pack of worgs, not pups arguing over milk."


While everyone is happy downstairs, Ragnvald makes it up the stairs to the place where Patrissa died.

Surprised he has to realize that her body is gone, only the large puddle of blood is left in front of the double doors that stood open when Nymeria was upstairs. Someone must have taken her body and closed the doors.

Halgrak: Hey, shouldn't we stay downstairs? I bet it's dangerous up there!

Courthouse


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

"We miss any areas down here?"


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

Well tribe, lets move up in the world. Our fearless, or insane, Ulfen has gone upstairs, lets stay together and see what he found.


Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 4 Bard 0

We never did go down those stairs in the prison cell...but I'm not complaining. Let's continue... Nymeria says, readying her bow and following after Ragnavald.


HP: 142/165 AC:32 FF:29 T:17 F:16 R:18 W:20 Init:+4 Percep:+28

"I'm begginning to think there's much less of the magical and undead here then I initially believed." Ragnvald says testing the door handle.


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

"Then up we go!"


Courthouse

For now we need only Ragnvald's token on the map

Fine leather couches and a mahagony table now coevered in a thick layer of dust stand undisturbed in this chamber. Portraits line the wall here with plaques bearing names below, both now obscured with thick cobwebs. A simple iron icebox sits in one corner of the room, a few empty bottles perched precariously atop it.

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Male Goblin Gunslinger/6

Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Once Mobo spots the bottles, "Ooo fire drinks!"

But he will wait until the group moves further in the room before investigating the spirits.


HP: 142/165 AC:32 FF:29 T:17 F:16 R:18 W:20 Init:+4 Percep:+28

Holding up his sword Ragnvald investigates the ice box.


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

Turning to Attalas:

Lets be prepared to grab the crazy Ulfen if Mord decides to make him do anything foolish - like cut his tongue or guts out.


Ragnvald furrows his brows as he opens the ice box...swimming in a glass with dirty water are several cut-off toes. They are heavily rotten but there still clings some greyish-green flesh to the bones. It smells disgusting...


HP: 142/165 AC:32 FF:29 T:17 F:16 R:18 W:20 Init:+4 Percep:+28

"Ah." Ragnvald says tipping the icebox over and moving to explore the rest of the room. "I found Halgrak's foot."


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

"Does he want it back?"


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

Mobo, we could add these to you jar of pickles. They look similar.


Halgrak slowly shuffles into the room and over to the ice box

Why are they here?...Mord knew it all the time, I will die....I will surely die, just like the others. But I had no choice, they said they would do this to my kids as well...

Extended Vision Jezbazeel:

Suddenly your vision blurrs and you are back at the courtroom...Jarbin Mord. For the brutal and savage slaying of your own wife and six-year-old boy, it is the verdict of this jury, with which I concur wholeheartedly, that you shall hang by your neck until dead. May the gods take mercy on your blackened soul. Silence falls over the courtroom in the wake of this pronouncement of doom. The faces of the assembled crowd gro solemn as everyone feels the finality of the sentence, with a few exceptions. Several members of the assembled jury are smirking at each other. The hobgoblin, halfling, and a very attarctive young lady all seem pleased and highly amused by this turn of events.


HP: 142/165 AC:32 FF:29 T:17 F:16 R:18 W:20 Init:+4 Percep:+28

Ignoring the half orc's despair Ragnvald searches the table.
Taking ten to get a 13

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Male Goblin Gunslinger/6

Mobo drools at the sight of the toes. "Brine the toes a tasty snack,
To fill the tummy like a sack,
Mobo chew and crunch and crack,
Unless Halgrak want them back."

"But Mobo agrees with hobbled Halgrak. Why they here? Why Mord not eat them then?"


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

You suddenly see Jez become unsteady on her feet for a minute or two, it is as if she is staring into space, but not seeing anything.

Then, just as suddenly she comes back to.

DMZZ:
Did you mean halfling or gnome in the vision?

Turning to Killian - Was there any beautiful women on the jury other than the witch? And were there any halflings? And answer quick, as I am getting impatient and want to play stretchy stretchy with Attalas again.


Jez:

Ah, didn't see that - the module also has a halfling as juror since it is normally written for only 4 players. So just assume I wrote gnome.

Yeah, there was a halfling...but his vote wasn't needed, he was just there to function as a replacemen. And no, Patrissa was the only beauty - and believe me, she WAS a real beauty back then, heh.

The table is empty and besides a thick layer of dust there is nothing to be found.


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

Attalas just looks confused, like there is something he can't quite get.

"I know why Mord is angry, I'd be angry too, but how we gonna make things right?"

Attalas wanders down the hall to check the next room.

"There's some guilty bastards not here, so maybe we do a deal with Mordy to go get 'em if he lets us out of here?"


HP: 142/165 AC:32 FF:29 T:17 F:16 R:18 W:20 Init:+4 Percep:+28
Attalas wrote:

Attalas just looks confused, like there is something he can't quite get.

"I know why Mord is angry, I'd be angry too, but how we gonna make things right?"

Attalas wanders down the hall to check the next room.

"There's some guilty bastards not here, so maybe we do a deal with Mordy to go get 'em if he lets us out of here?"

"I think that's the most sensible thing I've heard all day."


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

Looking at Killian and Halgrak:

You two do realize that the witch, the gnome and the hobgoblin were all smiling and highly amused when the death sentence was pronounced. Now, before Mordy decides to kill you using a technique you favor - probably an axe for you Halgrak, and probably being drowned in a barrel of bear for you Killian, is there anything else you want to tell me. It is clear that the whole trial was a setup, and while I am not supportive of seeing the two of you dead, I really would prefer if the six of us remained alive.

Now start talking or it is going to be stretchy stretchy time.


Killian just grins and replies Awww, stretching isn't a good thing for an old guy like me...neither would it be good for you... and his jovial voice sounds a bit threatening now...

Halgrak just looks at the ice box and shrugs

I owed him money...I mean Wade...I owed Wade money and then he came to my house and said that he must not lose this trial because of his reputation and so on...I said I wouldn't want to see Mord dead if he was innocent...a day later Malgrim came and took my toes...he said he would repeat that to everyone I love if I wouldn't do what Wade wanted...


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

Attalas calls down the hall...

"Sounds like you are the only one who reckons he didn't do nothing wrong Killian... if that be true, why you here?"

"Ok so we get outta here we go smash n bash Wade, and find the judge for smash n bash too. Maybe give em a stretch till they talk first"

"There was this old chap called Killian
And the chances were one in a million
that he'd done nothing rotten
or maybe forgotten
But Mordy'll spill his vermillion!"

"You are a dead man Killian, so may as well get yer evil off your chest eh?"

With that he checks the far door.


HP: 142/165 AC:32 FF:29 T:17 F:16 R:18 W:20 Init:+4 Percep:+28

Ragnvald rolls his eyes irritated that his companions don't see it yet but patient enough to let them figure it out themselves. He moves to the next door and kicks it open. Eager to find this wade and behead him. He knew it was him. It was only eye bleedingly obvious by now.

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Male Goblin Gunslinger/6

Unless Mobo was stopped, he takes the jar of toes,

Sleight of Hand 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

And then catches up to Attalas, following the ogre and listening to the rest of the party.


This large area is partitioned into smaller cubicles by thin wooden walls with cracked panes of frosted glass set in them. Old desks litter the area, some overturned and emptied of their contents, others still standing where barristers once toiled under mountains of papaerwrok. A large window set in the north wall is shattered. Beyond, the sprawling darkness greets the eye...

Courthouse


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

Well Attalas, lets keep moving forward. Mobo, keep your broomstick ready, I expect that someone - or something, is going to be found up here.

I follow Attalas into the room.

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Male Goblin Gunslinger/6

Mobo moves towards the North wall of the room. Tongue out, Mobo picks up a piece of debris and chucks it into the inky black scenery.


Without a sound the stone vanishes in the groaning darkness ...


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

Attalas wanders through, having a brief look at things.

If nothing is found he will wander back and check another door.

He is fairly certain theres no point killing piles of paper.


Can you specify how your search looks like?


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

I am not a big fan of paper, but perhaps there is some clue as to how to appease mad Mord.

I begin to search through the cubicles starting in the southern most.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14


Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 4 Bard 0

Nymeria goes to each desk and shuffles through the papers., then takes a peek at the shattered window and what lies beyond.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

She looks at the void and thinks for a moment before gesturing towards them, muttering something under her breath. Cast detect magic on the window/void/darkness.


The darkness does not radiate an aura of magic, but the absence of it does feel unfamiliar...something is surely wrong with "the world outside".

As Jez and Nymeria shuffle through the papers, they find some interesting documents:

1) Some certificates of debt signed by Halgrak in which he testifies to owe a handsome sum to Alastir Wade.

2) An order of a fire opal necklace signed by Alastir Wade.

3) Into the drawer of the same desk on which you found these papers several Varisian scarves are stuffed.


Male Ogre HP:72/72, - AC: 20/T:12/FF:17 - Perception: +2(Dark Vision) F: +12/R: +3/W: +0 - CMB: +13 - CMD: 27, Speed: 30ft, Init: +5 Warrior 1/Fighter 4

The big lug nods knowingly when the clues are found, but then starts wandering looking for something more...physical.

Was theer another door? or only the basement left?

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Male Goblin Gunslinger/6

"Bleh. Stupid words."

Mobo will start shredding and gnawing any papers the party discards in their search.


Female Tiefling - Demon Spawn Fighter(Lore Warden)/2 - Oracle(Lore)/1 - Sorcerer(Crossblooded-Draconic(gold)/Orc)/2 - Dragon Disciple/1 [HP 52/52; AC18,T13,FF15; F+5,R+6,W+5; Per+7; Init +2]

Hey Halgrak, besides owing part of your foot to Mord, how much did you owe to Wade? Seems you owed him a ton of money, enough to buy some jury votes.


Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 4 Bard 0

And this fire necklace could be the one Patrissa had...right? Nymeria says frowning.

Zyren: Is the Varisian wizard still with us? He's never posted...


It looks like we have lost Vidor...sadly

Halgrak does not respond, he stayed in the room with the ice box.

There was another door in the ice box room.

Courthouse

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