GM Tyranius Giantslayer (Inactive)

Game Master Tyranius

"Gather yer men. We could 'ave a whats'it. A stowaway. As the' misfortune seems t' be aimed at us, we shall gather th' crew on th' deck while Kraygan an' Van watch over em. Then, my brother, Wren an' I shall search th' ship." Torgan reasons.

The dwarf looks at the captain expectantly.

Once the girallon is secured, Kraygan thumps the cage and gives a satisfied grunt. But when he hears the fate of the beast, his beard bristles and he looks Wren's way. "Hmmph. An arrow to the eye prob'ly woulda been a better way to die then in the gladiatorial pits."

The Captain's suspicions about a saboteur do little to improve his mood.

"I still think it's a ghost or somethin.."

Though he grumbles about it, he makes no real argument for his beliefs, deciding instead to support his cousin's plan. "Ok. Hoff, guess it's you and me." He nods to the priest.

Keeping his weapon in hand, he waits for the Captain to arrange things.

Gather my crew while you watch over them like hostages!? Meanwhile while the rest of you go kicking in every door on the rest of me ship?

The Captain looks on incredulously. That isn't going to happen. You are free to look about at what you will but my crew has a job to do as do you. Setting them up on the deck like that will not only put us behind a few days but will cause a damned mutiny if they sense I have no control of the situation.

The Captain looks out the window. Damnit all to the hells now we are behind getting the Knights their equipment. The Captain says as he storms out of the room.

but will cause a damned mutiny if they sense I have no control of the situation.

Jorgan quietly nods as he munches on another piece of jerky. "He's got a point there. We gotta do this quiet-like and not be too-" Thud! Jorgan passes out again, not having learned his lesson yet about the drugged meat.

Coxswain stares at Jorgan He alright.... The orc says point at his head ...up here? Or is he one of those narcoleptic dwarven folk?

Wren elven *facepalms* as Jorgan falls again.

"He's like those fainting goats the wee folk used to bring to carnival," Wren growls, finally certain he is surrounded by idiots.

Wren's sneer does not easily fade.

"Is there a below deck here? A bilge? Where is the way down? I would inspect this boat from top to bottom as I want no more piddlespotting surprises, Capt'n. Is there anything you're forgetting to tell me? Because if I find another secret you've kept from me, I'll..." Wren lets his voice trail off, not sure what he's actually going to do or what he would do.

If someone points the way to the bilge, Wren will grab his bow and go for a look. He will cast light as needed.

"You coming, dwarves? They say that some river fey turn bilgewater into ale-ambrosia, and when you suckle upon it, your beard grows three inches and other races find your company tolerable."

1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19 Bluff

Sense BS: 1d20 ⇒ 2

"I'm with ye!"

SM: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Vanderhoff raises his bushy eyebrows at Wren's comment, shoulders his hammer, and follows toward the bilge. "I'll come take a look," hesitating, he glances over his shoulder, "I think Jorgan will be fine....."

The Captain spins around. I have kept no secrets from you. Pointing a very large meaty hand at Wren.

Taking a breath he calms down. I have merely told you what you needed to know as I do not need to report every one of my transactions with my passengers.

Pointing at the discolored floorboards the captain taps his foot on the floor.

There is a bilge area below. The only way is through the boards here. It is a secret compartment mind you.

Marked it green on the ship map

The map makes it appear as if there are multiple entrances to the bilges. If there are I say we split up and come in from all directions at once to prevent a stowaway from escaping.

"Let's get this over with." Kraygan says, then pulls up the hatch and drops in, ready to kick butt.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

"Good idea, Kraygan," Wren agrees readily. "We should go quickly, but we should also go to different entrances, if there are any, Captain."

Wren follows Kragan affter making sure the other dwarves make it to other holds.

Instead of casting Light, Wren will cast Darkvision. Light is for chumps.

The map makes it appear as if there are multiple entrances to the bilges. If there are I say we split up and come in from all directions at once to prevent a stowaway from escaping.

Nope there is only the one entrance. Those are just different levels within the rooms themselves.

Who all is going down below?

have a look around. That is the only way down though. I think one of the crew would have noticed if someone had gone down there.

The Captain heads out of the room. Looking to Coxswain he says. Get the crew back to work we have to make it to the Knights before nightfall.

Coxswain rushes out of the room to get the crew back to rowing.

Kraygan pulls open the hatch and drops down into the room with Wren. Shelves along the walls of the compartment are set up to keep cargo above water as this chamber tends to fill with bilge water. Right now the compartment seems to be empty. A short set of stairs descends to a closed door.

Vanderhoff drops down through the hatch, landing with a splash and a grunt. Peering through the shadows left by Wren's light, he silently wishes the elderly elf could see in the dark like himself and his kin.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

"Blasted shadows. I can't see more a dozen paces." He murmurs quietly.

Wren is using Darkvision.

Wren waits to let the dwarvesscrum go ahead while he examines the stuff in the bilge.

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11 Perception

Did you edit your post? I thought I saw you cast Light. Perhaps it's reading comprehension....

Vanderhoff shakes his head as if clearing it. "Must be seeing things. Be wary, I thought I saw shadows." The dwarf whispers, concerned he is guilty of jumping at shadows.

Quickly looking about the Hold Wren and Vanderhoff don't see much as the room looks quite empty save for the shadows from the large shelving.

Sloshing water can be heard from the rocking of the boat on the opposite side of the closed door.

The Hold seems like a nice quiet place to rest as all you can hear are the muffled sounds of footsteps above and the light snoring of a sleeping dwarf.

Van nods to Wren, then the door. "Do your eyes notice anything, elf?" He says as he steps toward the door. "I'll open when your all ready." He whispers. Holding his breath he kneels near the door examining it and listens for any unusual noises.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Kraygan is just about to nod to Vanderhoff when he hears something above. With a grunt of exasperation, he gestures with his waraxe. "Someone wake up Jorgan."

Once that's done (or not), Kraygan sets himself and nods his readiness.

Reveling in his magical vision, Wren casts Detect Magic and looks around the items hidden down below, trusting the dwarves to keep him safe while he scans.

Looking over the door Vanderhoff notices that there is a small outline in the jam of the door that may indicate it being trapped. it looks as if the door is opened that an audible alarm will sound and a small snare will quickly will constrict around an individuals leg if the door is opened.

Wren doesn't note anything in particular about the room as the room is empty save for shelving above water level. The only magic radiated is what equipment Wren and the dwarves are carrying.

Vanderhoff's widen as he rocks back onto the balls of feet and crawls backward with exaggerated care. Once a few feet away, he points to the door and holds a finger to his lips. Once Wren and Kraygan notice his gesture he tries to silently mouth the word "TRAP!".

Wren nods to Vanderhoff as he looks at the trap. He shrugs, pulling out the thieves tools that he picked up in the battle of Trunau. He curses himself for not having enough time to practice with the tools since they left...as he had intended.

They are tools, just figure it out, Wren. If you fail, it's just noise, right?

Moving quietly forward, he takes his time to address the trap.

Wren will take 20 if he can for a 25. If not, here is the roll:

1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 = 18 Disable Device

Note: Wren is NOT trained in Disable Device which might mean that his max roll is 10, but can't remember or find the rule for that. Maybe one of you knows?

Wren is going to try it regardless, but one way will have an alerted stowaway/ghost.

You guys were on top of this, huh?

Torgan props up his brother at the entrance to the bilge and waits, keeping watch with his snoring brother.

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"Someone wake up Jorgan."

"Roger that." he yells down into the bilge. He smacks his brother in the face with a bath of Snakebite #3 from his aleskin and hops down into the bilge himself before drawing his hammer and dagger.

He creeps up to his kinsman and the elf and whispers "What's going on?"

@Wren: "Untrained: This entry indicates what a character without at least 1 rank in the skill can do with it. If this entry doesn't appear, it means that the skill functions normally for untrained characters (if it can be used untrained) or that an untrained character can't attempt checks with this skill (for skills that are designated “Trained Only”)" Disable Device is Trained Only, thus cannot be performed by people without ranks.

You guys were on top of this, huh?

Wren didn't mention the not so subtle threats I received when we had lunch together......

Torgan wrote:

You guys were on top of this, huh?

Wren didn't mention the no so subtle threats I received when we had lunch together......

Just remember, you made the first mistake: you trusted me.

You both (Torgs and Jorgs) should come on down, this game is better when we all ass it up together...remember, the bilge water is fey-majicked.

Torgan: thanks. That's pretty much what I was misremembering badly.

Heedless of his inability to really use his tools well, Wren tries them out, trying to be careful to keep his delicate elven feet out of the way.

When Wren nearly drops the straight-edged piece of metal, Torgan takes a few steps backwards after being told about an imminent trap awaiting them.

Seeing Kraygan resplendent in his new armor, he deftly steps behind him. "Go make sure he's doing it correctly..." he whispers in Kraygan's ear.

I'm coming! We're just in the middle of pollination season for our lab so I haven't had time to post since you all went down. Besides, no one had woken up Jorgan yet!

Jorgan shakes the sleep from his head, drops of Snakebite flying in every direction. "Mmmff. Where'd they go? Thought we were looking for a stowaway or something." After he's been caught up on the events, Jorgan follows his brother down into the bilge. He fingers the potion of remove sickness on his belt as he watches the others examine the door.

"A trap?" Kraygan retorts. "Really? What's it do? Poison dart? magic explosion?"

Once it is explained, he rolls his eyes and nudges Wren away. "Only one way out o' there. And seems the trap might only trip up one o' us. Jorgan, you up from yer nap? C'mere and open this door."

"Mmff?" Jorgan snaps out of his trance and moves his hand from the potion to his axe. He pulls it free and nods, "Alright. All of you afraid of a door?" Jorgan pushes his way to the front and leads the way in.

Not letting a door hold him back Jorgan rips open the door. As he does the sound of a handbell rings throughout the hold

Need a DC 13 Reflex from Jorgan or you are stuck in place by the snare. If you fail it takes a DC 13 Escape Artist or a DC 25 Strength check to escape the snare.

A snare rips around Jorgan's leg as soon as the bell sounds.

A 5 foot wide corridor stretches for 80 feet between the two doors. The corridor is filled with sludge and muck.Difficult Terrain if you do happen to fall into it

The door on the opposite end is hanging wide open.

"Heh heh." Kraygan chuckles at Jorgan when he trips the trap.

Stepping past him, he takes in a deep breath and puffs up his chest - a trick he learned from an orc one night in the Ramblehouse - and calls out into the space beyond. "We know yer down here. Come out or we'll cut ye out!"

Using Martial Flexibility (3/4 left) to pick up Intimidating Prowess Feat for a minute.
Intimidate: 1d20 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (19) - 3 + 4 = 20

The sound of sloshing muck and sludge kindly reply to Kraygan's taunt.

Vanderhoff curses as the bell rings, drawing his hammer. "Torgan, help Jorgan cut that infernal string, then I think you two should head to the cargo hold in the stern. Could be there is more ways in and out of here then the captain knows or admits....." He says, trailing off, not waiting for an answer, as he moves into the bilge and along the walkway, searching for more traps. Calling over his shoulder, he says. "Maybe you should go too, elf, your faster than us."

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Can't edit map atm. Moving down the walkway.

Kraygan follows closely on Vanderhoff's heels.

Vanderhoff moves into the walkway looking about. Stopping just in time as he notices there are similar traps all about the walkway!

Traps marked with blue squares.

LongBow arrow 1 vs Vanderhoff AC 16: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 2 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 13 + 1 - 2 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 34
Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 2 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 1 - 2 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 = 15

LongBow arrow 2 vs Vanderhoff AC 16: 1d20 + 8 + 1 - 2 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 8 + 1 - 2 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 13
Damage: 1d8 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 = 9

Rapid Shot vs Vanderhoff AC 16: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 2 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 13 + 1 - 2 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 29
Damage: 1d8 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 = 11

Point Blank Shot; Rapid Shot; Deadly Aim; Favored Enemy: Dwarf; Final +2 modifier is for invisible bonus

A pair of arrows slam into Vanderhoff's chest as a woman appears as if out of thin air in the opposite doorway. YOU KILLED SKREED! NOW I WILL TAKE YOUR LIVES!

Round 1

Wren
Torgan (21/40)
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Melira
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Round 1
Vanderhoff (5/31)
Kraygan (30/38)
Jorgan

Wren is going to move up when he acts, but 2 questions: what kind of light sources are there in the bilge? (As far as I know, we all have darkvision.) And is Melira human? And also, lol@fav enemy dwarf...freakin' McCreary knew what peoples would do.

Wren grumbles as Jorgan sets off the trap before he can use his handy new tools.

Good question about light sources. From the picture it appears Melira is human. Could have a darkvision spell though...

Also, it appears we neglected to heal ourselves after the girallon fight. Silly us.

AND also, were those arrows all shot in a surprise round? Cause, I think she would only be able to fire one, which would be a lot less damage to Vanderhoff.

Yup My fault. Goofed that. It was a surprise round so I will just count the first attack. Jumped the gun as I got all excited about this fight :)

As for the lighting. It does not say exactly. Just that the rooms are unlit during the day and a single hung lantern at night. Considering this level of the ship is a hidden level I would have to assume that it is dark. That being said she does have the Light spell cast on her bow so has a 20 foot full light radius and a 20 foot dim light radius.

Ok so here is her Perception to pinpoint Van's location vs his stealth with Miss chance.

Perception to Pin point Vanderhoff: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
Vanderhoff Stealth: 1d20 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (10) + 1 - 5 = 6
Miss chance 50% low hits: 1d100 ⇒ 89

So it looks like her attacks missed so here is the corrected damage.

Round 1

Wren
Torgan (21/40)
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Melira
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Round 1
Vanderhoff
Kraygan (30/38)
Jorgan (Need Reflex save)

Round 1, Init 23

At the sound of arrows barely missing dwarves (something Wren knows well, he double moves up. He draws his bow as he moves, dropping the tools his starting square.

What did she say? Something about pee?

As he moves up and sees the situation, he speaks.

"If you give me a moment, I might be able to diminish her bow's aim."

Ref: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

"Argh!" Jorgan falls over with the tripping of the snare. "Whadya do that for? Not a nice joke, you know!" When he hears the bow fire in their direction, he realizes it's not just a joke and the stowaway they suspected must be down here.

Str: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Jorgan can't break out without aid.

your reflex save negates the snare.

Oh right! It was only DC 13. I read 17 for some reason. Too early I guess.

Jorgan keeps a tight hold on his axe and casts lead blades again to increase its heft and weight.

Jorgan leaps out of the snare's grip just in time as Wren moves in to assess the woman.

Round 1

Wren
Torgan (21/40)
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Melira
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Round 1
Vanderhoff
Kraygan (30/38)
Jorgan (Lead Blades- Action)

And we didn't heal!? Tyrannius is laughing his ass off right now, I just know it. No wondered he was so eager to crit Van...

I will probably change the set of actions above, if Van is still up.

"Oi! I was right." Torgan says as the dwarvesmoot files into the bilge area.

"It's like one o' you an' five o' us. Might as well put that bow down." Torgan reasons with the woman as he waits for his kin to push further down, not wanting to be on the receiving end of the arrow tips.

He nudges his brother who avoided the snare (Huzzah for Bold Striding!). "Who's Skreed? Did we kill 'im?"

Bold Striding always works. Although this wasn't as great as Atum's bold-striding rampage.

Bold Striding always works. Although this wasn't as great as Atum's bold-striding rampage.

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Bold Striding always works. Although this wasn't as great as Atum's bold-striding rampage.

That is awesome

The woman's face contorts in an expression of absolute rage as Torgan calls out Skreed's name and does not even seem to remember killing him.

YOU KNOW THAT YOU KILLED HIM! I HEARD YOUR NAMES REVERED AND CALLED ALL THROUGHOUT TRUNAU FOR IT!

Stepping her way forward she listens again for Vanderhoff and fires an arrow at him.

Perception to Pinpoint Van: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29
Van Stealth: 1d20 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (11) + 1 - 5 = 7

Longbow vs Vanderhoff AC 16: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 13 + 1 - 2 + 2 = 26
Damage: 1d8 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 + 4 + 2 = 9
Miss Chance Low Hits: 1d100 ⇒ 44

Point Blank Shot; Deadly Aim; Favored Enemy: Dwarf;

Hearing the dwarves heavy breathing Melira fires at the area. The longbow's string lets out a twang as an arrow thuds into Vanderhoff's chest!

Responding in desperation Vanderhoff releases a blinding light right in front of Melira's face.

Reflex: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

She screams in pain as the light burns her skin and causing her to see stars, blurring what little vision she has left.

Dazzled Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Seeing an opportunity Vanderhoff leaps just as the ship lurches in the river. The lurch was just in time and propelled Vanderhoff over the trap.

Jorgan blesses his blades to make them heavier and deadlier.

Round 2

Wren
Torgan (21/40)
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Melira (-10 hp; dazzled 1/1)
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Round 1
Vanderhoff (22/31)
Kraygan (30/38)
Jorgan

Van would also like to fall prone after the jump to make himself harder to hit.

As Vanderhoof clears the trapped portion of walkway, he throws himself to ground, ripping the arrow from his shoulder. Looking back at his companions, then back to the woman, he shouts. "Shoot her! Shoot her!"