FIND A KEY...TEMPT FATE ITSELF (Inactive)

Game Master Gilthanis

Eb's face breaks into a broad grin as Triba produces the stone as proof of her claim. Ha! Well done young lady! Well done and welcome aboard. That was quit a theatrical entrance you made there. You haven't seen any oozes around here have you? He peers over her head and down the corridor that the quasit and duergar can from. You don't happen to know what's down that way I suppose?

"Afraid I just got into the area, and most of what-" She pauses as a tree falls from the fire. "-I've seen is forest. Although they're be little left of that in a few more minutes."

Triba, you know that this current corridor, goes down at a gentle decline for about 90 feet then takes a sharp right turn into a pair of 30 foot by 15 foot room, separated by a "Y" in the corridor. In the eastern room a large battle between Duergar and quasit was commencing. You set the fire to cover your escape as the battle slowly progressed backwards towards current position. There are dead bodies in the rooms and corridor that is approximately 70 feet south of you.

I think there has been a bit of misperception. Although it seems we went outside on the map, we were actually going down to the next dungeon lvl. So no trees, unless of the very strange and elusive underground variant ;)
"Welcome aboard then I guess. The name's Dolgrin Jorthvall." Dolgrin said looking at the current situation and noticing the corridor they had not checked yet.
"Unless there is more imminent danger at present, I would like to check out this floor before we move to the next." he said pointing to the still unexplored corridor on this floor.

Agreed, but we need to be wary of this intersection as well, lest more combatants from below cut us off.

I'm of the 'clear a floor at a time mindset' myself. I'll keep an eye out behind us as usual. "

Excellent! Onwards and upwards, er sideways rather... westwards? Onwards and westwards! He shuffles off happily down the unexplored passage.

In that case change any instance of trees to boxes or something else likely to fall if it's being burned.

"So, does this group trounce through dungeons with metal boots singing songs or do they pad their feet and stay silent?"

Binx laughs. "Well, considering we're walking around with a flaming skeleton and an armored Dwarf.... "

My computer isn't letting me access maptool program...trying to get it to work. I may have to wing it for ahile til i get something to work lol...BUT YES we are still underground lol

"Yeah, a lot of these people are about as subtle as a bull in a glassblower's shop. I can be pretty sneaky if I try, but it is just me. "

Let's get this thing moving again :)
"We may not be the subtlest bunch, but we get the job done", Dolgrin said smiling a bit. He then continued while pointing at the westward corridor, "Let's first look what's down this corridor as it seems there isn't coming anything more from below."

If no-one stops him, he'll move there and starts looking around for traps/pitfalls/monsters/valuables/...
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Dolgrin, travels down the corridor heading west, and notices that the cirridor goes beyond the sight of his darkvision. With the help of the light spell generated by Binx, he can see the length is around 60 feet long before turning north.

Triba bounces along silently, then pokes Marvin. "Why don't you and me go scout ahead?"

"I don't know if that's such a great idea. I prefer to keep to support. We could get into serious trouble by ourselves. "

"Probably. So we're gonna do it, right?"

Eb shakes his head in barely contained mirth at the exchange going on behind him between Marvin and Triba as the group pushes forward to where the corridor turns north.

"Umm, no we are not. I don't like the risks, and even if you do have a gem I have no reason to know or trust you and your capabilities. "

Triba gives a smile. "Smart boy. Still, scouting has its perks."

Binx resummons his familiar and opens his mouth to offer a suggestion, then (realizing that listening to the banter was more fun) quickly reverts it back to tattoo form.

Triba looks at the sourpuss ranger a moment longer, then takes off in front of the group. "Probably more likely to get into trouble with no scouting partner!"

When Triba passed Dolgrin he stated, "Only was in front because the other guy who took point had been taking one to many hits, so be my guest. Maybe these might help when you get into trouble and I'm not fast enough to get there." Dolgrin held out the 3 pebbles he had previously enchanted with Magic Stone. "They hit harder than regular sling bullets, especially against the undead, but will only do so for the next 20 minutes. You can also just throw them if you have no sling."

"Well that is very kind of you." Triba tucks the stones into her headband, then continues forward on soft feet.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Stealth: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32

The group moves through the corridor. Nothing out of the ordinary, just plain natural stone. The group comes to a ten foot wide corner which leads to another area with smoke coming from around the corner to the north.

Onwards!

Indeed, onwards.

I'm good to keep moving on but am also wondering when we're planning to rest and recharge. I'm almost out of spells, and I'm pretty sure Eb/Dolgrim are in a similar boat.

My idea was to finish this floor and then camp for the day? Maybe in that room with the table and chairs?

Agreed. On last room on this level then we can find a secure place to camp.

Works for me

A few things before I get to the major post. (1) After the completion of this level Thor will get a note, and will leave (2) When you all sleep, you will gain a level, so you can start adjusting your peeps as you need be and just use "level 2" stats should or when a combat arises before then ;) and (3) Any changes I need to make? Now onto the post at hand
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The group continues on. They peer around the corner and they see smoke coming from the room beyond. The smoke is constant but not overbearing or choking. Faint sounds of glass breaking can be heard in random intervals, with a mad cackle and random intervals. (glass breaking and cackles don't happen together).

Binx send his minion closer to allow the other members to be able to move forward, but as is expected, all that can be seen is black plume of smoke, billowing from the room. Again, the occasional cackle and glass breaking can be hear at random intervals.

Then, out of nowhere, a glass bottle, comes flying out of the room in your general direction, and shatters against the wall above Dolgrin's head, but luckily rock wall takes the brunt of the punishment and you all smell acrid fumes in the air near where the bottle broke. It is hard to tell if the attack was on purpose or was random, because the trajectory and aim was so horrible. low bad: 1d100 ⇒ 58

actions? the gray circle is smoke, consider it equivalent to a fog cloud spell so right now nothing is visible through the cloud

I assume you mean 3rd level since we started at 2nd

There's no room for Marvin to get a view into the room, so he moved back a bit and covers the corridor to the west to make sure nothing attacks the rear.

Yes, you can begin to level to 3rd since I know that it can me a time sink at times to level peeps :)

Keeping low, Triba scouts where the bottle came from.

moved you to the outskirts of the smoke...please correct if wrong

Triba, moves forward, to see if she can get any idea of who or what is causing such havoc in the room beyond. She can't see anything, other than the smoke. As she is peering into the smoke, another bottle comes flying from the smoke infested area. The bottle, goes flying by her head and shatters against the wall. Splashing her in acid (1 point damage). This time, she is certain that it was an intentional throw, but very poorly done so.

random low: 1d100 ⇒ 88

Unsure of how to deal with the thick cloud of smoke, Eb inches forward and whispers to the others. Another mephit? More demonic imps? Maybe we can speak to what ever is in there?

Since I forgot to select languages on character creation, I'll let someone else who did try to call out to whatever is in there if they want. I'll select when I level up.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Dolgrin tries to locate whatever is cackling in the smoke by listening where the voice is coming from.

don't look at me, don't have enough int for skillpoints in linguistics/extra languages except for racial

Triba bites her tongue at the acid, then moves back behind the wall. She watches carefully, waiting for the next bottle to be thrown. "I got the bottles, move in and take him down."

Holding an action. If I see another bottle come out I'll case mage hand to keep it from hitting us. If that's allowed, by logic it would work but I don't know by RAW.

RAW, not sure but I like the idea on the "outward box" thinking so I will allow it :)

Dolgrin tries to pinpoint the location of whatever is in the smoke but the cavern walks just echo the sounds of the cackling, not giving any indication of the exact location.

Binx hollers in the general direction of the cloud. "Come out or get burned!" He'll repeat this in Undercommon/Abyssal/Infernal/Draconic and then send in the skeleton.

Will its flame aura do anything to affect the cloud?

flame aura will have no effect. I am viewing the smoke cloud as more a vision obscuring effect like a giant smoke stick effect, not an obscuring mist type effect if that makes sense

Binx will call out in multiple languages, and after he speaks abyssal, you hear a voice. Binx can hear whatever the creature is start swearing and cursing.

Dolgrin: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Ebenezer: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Marvin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Thackery: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Thorakiz: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Triba: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Q: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Init tracker: party -> Q

Dolgrin moved forward slowly into the smoke, readying himself to strike at the creature when possible.

Moving into the smoke, readied action to strike back if the creature attacks him. So only get an attack if the creature attacks me first.

Abyssal: "The last one of you things that attached us was brutally slaughtered by my companions. It's in your best interests to leave us alone. "

Hoping to either scare him into stopping or drive him into a blind rage so he comes out of the smoke. Mister Bones is still searching through the smoke and will attack if it sees a monster.

Sorry all, just realized my post from several days ago seems to have been eaten. Didn't notice things were waiting on me.

Eb listens to the unintelligible but clearly angry ranting of the creature in the smoke, and gasps melodramatically. Thorakiz! Did you hear that? I think he just called your mother a toothless pixie! Go get him big guy! ...and I do mean big...

Eb begins casting enlarge person on Thorakiz.

what is the response from the fog?

Binx commands Mr. Bones to enter the smoke filled room and attack what is in there. He gets a few feet into the room, spots a tiny enemy and takes a might swing at it.

skelly: 1d20 ⇒ 191d6 ⇒ 3

The broken scimitar easily connects with the tiny annoying creature. Upon closer inspection, Dolgrin, can see that the quasit has someone busted open a tangelfoot bag, and get itself stuck to the floor unable to move.

Init Tracker round 1:
Dolgrin: readied action
Ebenezer: casting enlarge person on thor
Marvin: go
Thackery: go?
Thorakiz: waiting
Triba: go

Quasit:

Marvin will hold his position guarding the rear. Can't really shoot into the smoke anyway.

I'm holding action for now. Doesn't seem to be much for me to do. The skeleton will continue to attack, of course.

Triba silently slips in around the corner, hugging the wall and running on padded feet.

Stealth: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32

The rest of the entourage hold their position, waiting for the all clear of more hell to break loose. The skeleton's claws, rip into the quasit, but are clearly ineffective do to the otherworldly creatures tough skin.

The quasit, retaliates against the boney creature, connecting with both its claws, but the quasits claws scrape bone, but not really connecting well with the skeletons anatomy.

3d20 + 7 ⇒ (11, 17, 4) + 7 = 39

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Eb finalizes his casting, and the green orc, doubles in size...giving everyone pause for concern. Happy knowing that orc is on their side, and not an enemy.

Init Tracker round 2:

Dolgrin: go
Ebenezer: go
Marvin: go
Thackery: go
Thorakiz: go
Triba: go

Quasit: