GM Mason's Curse of the Crimson Throne (Inactive)

Game Master Eminem80

That's a Gnome!? (Perception): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Think it's time to have a little fun with this bastard...

"Hmm..." Manius starts to slowly draw a circle in the air with the tip of his blade, stroking his chin with his other hand. "Looks like someone hasn't been playing nice with the children." He leans in a little closer to Hookshanks, speaking softly while smirking. "I'm slow because I'm doing you a kindness, friend. You want to find out what I can do with the sharp end of this blade? Maybe we should give you some matching scars?"

He narrows his eyes as he leans back, now slowly drawing crosses in the air.

"Anything else you can tell us about 'down below'? How many of your friends are down there? Armaments? Likely traps? Location of any prominent members of a crocodilian species?"

Manius gives a sudden, quick flourish with his blade, before returning it to where it was pointed.

"Quickly, we really must be getting on."

Not sure if an intimidate check is necessary at this point, but I'll make one anyway.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

"Maretha?" Manius turns to Silvio, looking quizzical.

Haha. Won't your intimidate only reverse what ground we've made so far with Diplomacy, Orcsson? ;)

If Manius made good choices he probably wouldn't be where he is now, haha

Hookshanks winces at Orcsson's blade. He answers Em and Orcsson. "Don't none of us know. He don't let no one down there. Anyone we lower down never returns."

"Maretha's down there?!" Silvio looks shocked. "We have to go now!" He looks at the others. "Please! She's like my sister! If Lamm knows I've jumped ship, he might be hurting her...or worse." Silvio turns to heads through the building downstairs. Spots of acid are still burning his skin and clothes, but he seems to have forgotten all about it.

"Give me leave to heal injuries before you run off, Silvio!"

Swiftly, taking her silver and onyx holy symbol in hand, she sought the The Lady of Graves favour and a wave of healing flowed over those 30 ft from her place near the door.

Channel Positive Energy with Selective Channelling if necessary): 1d6 ⇒ 6

Em returns 6 HP to allies. 4 Channels remaining this day.

[Active Effects: Bless (+1 to attack rolls and vs fear for 1 min), Shield of Faith on herself: AC 15 (1 min).]

Silvio's shoulder heals instantly from Emilia's powers. It doesn't seems to slow the boy down as he heads to the back room.

Thanks, Em!

As Silvio runs toward the back room, Marial reaches out suddenly and grabs his shoulder. Cool it, kid! She sees the worried look on his face, and her tone softens.

I'm worried too, Sil. I heard the name same as you. But rushin' in too fast and all alone ain't gonna do nothin' but get you killed, and then what good'll you be doin' her?

We'll get her, I swear, and the Madame's kid too. She suddenly pulls Silvio into a backbreaking hug. But I ain't gonna let you get your head broke open doin' it.

And we got friends now. We ain't gotta do it alone. Marial releases her hold on Silvio and turns to the others. If everyone's ok, let's get goin'. The sooner we find 'em, the better.

Glad to have the kids back off instead of fighting was good. But the news of more hostages made Cal focus on the task at hand. He made sure he got everyone's attention and put his hand on the shorter Silvio.

"Let's go down there, but don't be in a rush. If you act the way he wants, you've already fallen into his trap. Let the ones who are best at close range go first, and you do your best to back them up. It will take all of our resources for this, otherwise we would not all have been called."

Keeping his sword out and gesturing with it toward Hookshanks, he spoke with a confident and assertive tone. "We should tie that one up first though. It would be better if we dealt with him more thoroughly later."

[ooc]I suppose we should get a marching order down. Cal is actually okay with being rear guard, although if one of the more effective fighters wants the position, that's okay with him. He'll also stick close to Em, knowing that if their main source of healing goes down, he can fix her up.[ooc]

Silvio turns as Marial grabs him. He relaxes a bit, letting her and Cal's words sink in. He sighs. "You're right. I just...After the bit with Teron, she's all the family I have left."

He nods to Cal. "Who knows what Lamm has down there with him. We should be prepared for some twisted underhandedness." He pulls out another flask of acid, holding it in his right while his left still wields the rapier. He waits while the others prepare themselves.

"Hopefully it's a lot less child-stabbers. More secret gnomes I can handle. Guess we should tie her up too?" Manius motions to the girl Garvid knocked unconscious. He waves his rapier at Hookshanks to indicate he should turn around.

"Hands behind your back! No funny business or I shall use the pointed bit."

When both Hookshanks and the unconscious girl are bound up, he moves to the northern door of the room.

"Shall we?" he asks, having a quick listen at the door.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Healing myself to full, thanks Em!

Hookshanks turns around and allows Orsson the tie him up. It is easy to tie the older female up since she is unconscious. Em's healing saves the boy that the older girl stabbed.

Orcsson listens at the door, but doesn't hear anything.

Need marching order and where the group wants to go. Do you want to clean out the top floor or head straight into the next area?

Em will be second last in the order, with Cal behind her, if he is amiable Unless you want to ensconce the healer in the middle of the group -- let me know, guys.

My usual habit's to keep the healer in the middle. I know I'm a meatshield, so I'll probably be in front right now since I'm more familiar with the place. For longer-term habit I'm fine with taking up either the front or the rear, depending on where we think is best.

Okay, Em will be in the middle of the group.

Let's put Orcsson and Mouse in the front, Then Silvio, Em and Cal, and followed by Garvid for the rear guard. If there's any problem with this, we can go with someone else's idea, but that should do the trick, especially since Garvid has been a little absent lately.

Works for me.

Works for me too. I imagine we want to make sure we clear the top floor? Wouldn't want to get flanked.

I'm good with that order.

Garvid grunts approvingly at the way the situation is handled. Maybe kick the gnome once for good measure? Nothing permanent, more educational than anything...

Hearing Marial's words he nods. "Well said. We move quick and careful. I'd leave the... unpacking of found goods until after we're done."

He looks at the dirty bunch of kids in the room, leaning on his halberd. "What are you kids going to do now? Sticking around to see how we end up? I'd be making myself scarce from this place, regardless of what happens around here today. Though, if you want to do us a favour, keep an eye on those two. If they start moving too much,", he gestures towards the older girl and Hookshanks, "You ask them to stop. If they don't listen, give them a light kick in the kneecap. Ain't gonna break a thing, but hurts like hell.", he winks at the most helpful and outspoken of children.

Cracking his neck once again, he gives the inside of the house a brief glance, wincing as he sniffs the air. Kids, fish guts and lack of hygiene. Lovely. He takes a brief step, then grins. "Well, so far, we're doing more than fine. Keep it up this way, next month we're fixing the Worldwound's problems.", a dry grin on his face.

The group chooses their order and then proceeds to the door. Mouse slowly opens it. As it creaks loudly, she finds a slippery staircase descending into another room.

The floor here is slick with seawater, bits of seaweed, and fish blood—the air is thick with the accompanying scent. Wooden catwalks to the north and south allow access to the western part of the fishery, while the floor here is only five feet above the river below. An open bay to the south allows direct access to the sloppy, muddy water, while to the northwest stands an immense ten-foot-tall wooden vat, its sides caked and waterproofed with tar. Inside is a foul-looking mixture of chum, seawater, and who knows what else. To the east are stacked many barrels and crates, each marked in paint with a fish. Nearly two dozen small hammocks hang from under the catwalks, each with its own ratty blanket and pillow.

Mouse starts descending the stairs when out of nowhere four lambs pop up with crossbows and fire at her.

Attack Xbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Attack Xbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Attack Xbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Attack Xbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

DC 12 dex/acrobatics check to descend the stairs at full speed.

Perception Mouse: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Calcedon Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Em Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Garvid Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
Mouse Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Orcsson Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Silvio Initiative: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Giggles Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Archers Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

INITIATIVE:
Silvio
Giggles
Em
Garvid
Mouse
Archers
Cal
Orcsson

Silvio is up. He mentioned being gone. I'll give him a few hours to post and then DMPC him.

INITIATIVE:
Silvio
Garvid
Em
Mouse
Archers
Orcsson
Giggles
Cal

I messed up the initiative. Silvio, Garvid, Em, and Mouse are up. Mouse will you run Silvio's turn? Don't forget your acrobatics checks on the way down the stairs.

Silvio
As the crossbow quarrels thrum toward Mouse, Silvio's blood begins to boil. He lets out an angry shout and shoulders his way past Manius and Mouse, hurling the flask of acid in his hand at the child he sees at the base of the stairs.

Move action, move 20 feet ahead to E9 and make appropriate Acrobatics checks. I'm assuming it's one per square of movement? Standard action, throw acid flask at the Lamb at E7.

How does moving down the stairs go?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
How does moving down the stairs go?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
How does moving down the stairs go?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
How does moving down the stairs go?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Acid flask attack against touch AC, damage to E7: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 101d6 ⇒ 3

1 point of damage to the Lamb at F7 from the splash.

Do I need Acrobatics checks to move only half speed? If I fail a check, do I fall or just get slowed up? The answers could change my post, so I wanted to check before I posted.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

"Get down!", shouts Garvid as he sees the kids ducking out with crossbows, and he leans on the wall for cover. "Sons of mothers...", he sighs as the bolts thud in the walls.

He pokes his head from around the corner, boots heavily stomping on the creaking stairs, taking a brief look at Mouse's wound as he passes by her. Doesn't look to be too vital... Stepping on the top floor, he rushes past the kids, now wielding nothing more than sticks, and he stands in the middle of the room, halberd swinging around him to create space. Double-move to I8

As he swings by the vat of foul substance, he locks eyes with a figure standing next to it. "Drop the crossbows and get on the ground. NOW!", he shouts at the kids behind him. Turning towards the enemies, he grins. "You're outnumbered. I suggest you don't do anything retarded, and we'll let you go. Otherwise,", he gestures to the row of tiny windows, "we'll have to break the law against defenestration with you."
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Emilia ducked when the bolts came flying toward their frontline. She was not one familiar with defensive positions or quickness of foot, so she hoped the Lambs' weapons would not find mark on her person. When her companions pressed forward, she got caught up in the momentum and did all she could to move, using an impromptu roll to dodge any crossbow bolts.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19

The priestess attempted to back up Garvid's plea for the Lambs to put their weapons down,

"We are not here for you. Please do not shoot at us, and, you may leave."

Aid to Diplomacy to Influence the Lambs: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Since we're single file and it looks like there isn't much space (narrow corridor and staircase)... please put Emilia on the map accordingly (half speed-15ft forward - to E:11?) as I'm not sure where all the others before her in line are moving to. Thanks.

Do I make it?: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

Grimacing at the crossbow quarrel in her shield arm, Mouse groans as Silvio shoulders past her, inadvertently bumping the injured limb. Hold up, Silvio! Slipping and sliding attempting to keep up with her friend, she checks his motion at the bottom of the stairs and steps in front of him, raising her klar with a wince. The splashed acid on the floor starts eating away at the bottom of her shoe slightly. They're right. We ain't got nothin' against ya, just your boss. Let us be.

Aid to Garvid's Diplomacy to influence the Lambs: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Or, you know, not.

Move action, move fifteen feet forward to E8. If my Diplomacy check didn't consume it, I'll ready a standard action to attack the Lamb at E7 if they continue hostilities, nonlethal damage. Roll is below if you need it.

Readied action hit, nonlethal damage: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 171d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Silvio moves down the stairs and throws a flask at one of the archers. The vial of acid misses left and hits the door. A little bit of the acid hits one of the boys E7-1 point of damage. "Ow man...that hurts!"

Garvid moves into the room. The lambs' eyes widen at the large man.

"...we'll have to break the law against defenestration with you."

The lamb next to Garvid asks, "What is defensistratation mean?" His failure to attack causes them to relax a bit.

Em moves forward.

""We are not here for you. Please do not shoot at us, and, you may leave."

Em's soft tone and easily understood language causes the lambs, who are used to harsh and angry language, to calm even more.

The one stinging from the acid responds, "You promise lady?"

Mouse moves down infront of the boy who has become the spokesman for the lambs.

"They're right. We ain't got nothin' against ya, just your boss. Let us be."

He notices Mouse. "You know what Lamm'll do if'n we don't attack. You better kill'em."

The boy talking to Mouse drops his crossbow. "Forget you Giggles! I hope you git wut ya deserve!" The other boys drop their crossbows as well.

The half orc standing next to the vat yells at the lambs, "Pick up them crossbows and fight. Hehehe...hahaha..." The man snickers uncomfortably as he speaks.

INITIATIVE:
Silvio<
Garvid<
Em<
Mouse<
Archers<
Orcsson
Giggles
Cal

Orcsson is up and then Giggles.

Acrobatics Check: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Manius darts down the stairs, moving past the orphans. He raises his rapier, point towards the other half orc in the room.

Moving to H9

"You should just give it up, friend. We got you outnumbered! Surrender and I won't have to gut you like a... well, you know." He waves at the fishery around them. The giggling half-orc was a little unsettling. The crazy ones were often the most dangerous fighters in the underground rings.

Intimdate check to demoralise: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Giggles attempts to force the Lamb's to attack, "Kill them or else I'll send ya down to Gobblegut!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

The lambs ignore him.

Orcsson moves into the room and calls out to the Half Orc named Giggles.

"You should just give it up, friend. We got you outnumbered! Surrender and I won't have to gut you like a... well, you know."

Giggles cowers for a minute, but continues his snickering. "Hehe Haha...I'm gonna knock your ugly..hehe...head off!" He steps up and swings his flail at Orcsson.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 5 - 2 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

The spiked ball of his flail hits Orcsson solidly in the head. "Haha...I told ya...hehe...soft Half Orc skull!"

Giggles is shaken for 3 rounds. He is -2 on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks.

INITIATIVE:
Silvio<
Garvid<
Em<
Mouse<
Archers<
Orcsson<
Giggles<
Cal

Cal is up!

Cal starts another performance, hoping to encourage his friends.

"Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:"

Move next to Em. Inspire courage. +1 Competence to Attack, Damage

INITIATIVE:
Silvio<
Garvid<
Em<
Mouse<
Archers<
Orcsson<
Giggles<
Cal<

Everyone except Cal is up...poor Giggles. :(

I'm back.

"Don't listen to Giggles! You can be free of all this. We'll take care of the stupid half-orc!" Silvio makes a dash across the room, going all the way by Garvid and around the table at the far end.

Double move to end up at J-11. If the Lambs don't threaten, anymore, then it should be a clean move. Acrobatics just in case: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

"Ow, did your mother never tell you not to harm you fellow orc?" Manius quips as he jabs his blade at Giggles.

Attack with Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 161d6 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

I'm not sure if I'm still getting buffed by bless so I haven't included that bonus.

Manius then raises his rapier, ready to parry any incoming blows.

Satisfied that the children are giving up the fight, Marial gives a brief smile. Thanks, kiddos. We'll get the bastard; stake my life on it. Then she dashes past Manius, Garvid, and the child next to Manius, taking a swing at the giggling orc. She remembered his gleeful cruelty, and after seeing his harsh attempts to force the Lambs into submission and the swing he took at Manius, her patience has run out.

Unarmed attack: hit, lethal damage: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 191d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Garvid swings the shaft of his halberd for Giggles' legs, trying to knock him on the ground. Let's try and break it.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Unfortunately for him, the swing goes wild in the dark room, and the guard frowns. Grasping the halberd once more, he readies himself to strike the half-orc if he attempts to escape. "You're surrounded, buddy, so drop it.", his voice more tired than anything.

Forgot to mention that if Silvio gets to J-11, he'll be flanking with Orcsson.

Em is up.

The one stinging from the acid responds, "You promise lady?"

"I promise."

Bless has a duration of 1 minute, and I'm not sure if the time has expired. Maybe GM Mason can adjudicate on that.

Emilia , from her current position at the top of the stairs, loaded a bullet into her sling and swinging it, aimed and fired at the enemy (at I:10) who had attacked Orcsson.

Ranged Attack with Sling, 50ft range: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Alas, the bullet went askew and fell short of her target, much to her chagrin.

Move action: Load bullet in sling.
Standard action: Attack with sling.

Bless is still active.

"Don't listen to Giggles! You can be free of all this. We'll take care of the stupid half-orc!"

Silvio moves up offering Orcsson a flanking opportunity. The Half Orc continues to laugh like a hyena, "You jus' give it a try!"

"Ow, did your mother never tell you not to harm you fellow orc?"

Orcsson slips as he attempts to stab Giggles. "Momma said never trust another stinkin' orc! Hehehehe hahaha!"

"Thanks, kiddos. We'll get the bastard; stake my life on it."

Several of the lambs nod and smile at Mouse. She moves up and punches giggles squarely in the gut. He gasps for air as a cracking sound from the blow reveals a set of broken ribs. "Owey you b$++&!" He stops laughing and grabs his side.

Garvid attempts to take Giggle's legs out from under him. Giggles hops over the blade still holding his side.

"You're surrounded, buddy, so drop it."

"I promise."

The boy gives Em a rotten toothed grin. Em misses with her sling bullet.

Giggles thinks about attacking Orcsson, but changes his target to Mouse due to her most recent damage. Mouse dodges his attack.

Attack/Still Demoralized: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 5 - 2 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

INITIATIVE:
Silvio<<
Garvid<<
Em<<
Mouse<<
Archers<<
Orcsson<<
Giggles<<
Cal<

Everyone is up.

From her current position/vantage on the top of the stairs, Emilia loads another bullet into her sling and swinging her arm, once again tries for the enemy at I:10 who is not covered by people on the side closest to/facing her.

Ranged Attack with Sling+Bless+Inspire Courage, 50 ft range: 1d20 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 16
Damage, if hits: 1d4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

Move action: Load bullet into sling
Standard Action: Shoot at Enemy/Giggles? at I:10

(Active Effects: Shield of Faith on Em (AC 15), Bless +1 hit & damage & all saving throws, Used 3 sling bullets.)

Emilia's shot misses wide. Due to the -4 for shooting into melee without precise shot.

Giggles points at the Priestess. "I'ma gonna save your for last! Heheheh Hahahaha!"

Mouse just gives a small smile of satisfaction at the crunch beneath her fist. She takes a step to the side to clear the way for Garvid's next swing and concentrates for a moment, then turns her next smile Garvid's way. Let me show ya how it's done. She sweeps her leg around behind Giggles' knee, trying to kick his leg out from under him.

Free action, five foot step to J10. Move action, martial flexibility to pick up Improved Trip. Standard action, trip attempt for kicks and Giggles. :)

Trip attempt: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

See, this ^ is what I get for being cocky. :) Also, is a halberd a reach weapon? I thought for some reason they weren't.

See, this ^ is what I get for being cocky. :) Also, is a halberd a reach weapon? I thought for some reason they weren't.

1) Haha! 2) No it is not. I need Garvid to give me coordinates.

Giggles lifts his knee just in time, avoiding the trip.

Giggles points at the Priestess. "I'ma gonna save your for last! Heheheh Hahahaha!"

Her dark eyes burned into the one poorly named Giggles. "You do not scare me, villain. The Lady of Graves will find a suitable place for your soul."

Free action.

Funnily enough, I thought they were reach as well. Still, they're cool, so I'll keep using it. I'd have been in I9, in such case

Oh, great. We all love a psychopath, don't we... Stepping forward, Garvid grips his halberd's shaft, his knuckles turning white, as he swings for the man, noticing how slippery he is. "Pal, I've seen shiver addicts act more reasonable than you...", before turning the halberd stock towards the man and doing an incredibly ungentlemanly swing towards the man's crotch.

Attack, Controlled Rage, Bless, Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 5 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 18
Damage, non-lethal, Blade of... Mercy?, Inspire Courage: 1d10 + 9 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 9 + 1 + 1 = 19

"Plus, our perfumed half-orc pal's the best smelling one in here, if I gotta be honest.", he says non-chalantly, grinning at Orcsson.

Silvio take advantage of Giggles' attention being on Orcsson for him to stab at him from behind. "Shut up with your laughing!"

Attack (flank, bless, IC): 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 15
Damage (SA, IC): 1d6 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 1 + (2) = 9

And I should hope so too! "Oh, stop Garvid. You'll make me blush!"

Manius takes another stab at the laughing orc. "Well, your mother certainly narrowed your perceptions, didn't she? Sounds like a wonderful woman." Manius's voice is thick with sarcasm.

Attack with Rapier, bless, inspire: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 271d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8
Critical Threat and Damage: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 172d6 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (4, 1) + 8 + 2 = 15

If he survives this round I'll be shocked...