I think I have Noravia saying 'let's go back' while Jillian is saying' let's pick a door'.
The other three have not pronounced themselves yet...
This is 'kind of important' so I'm going to wait for at least three people that say 'the same thing' rather than me just rolling some dice in order to get a decision.
Questions?
Game on!
Tillia considered their options. Noravia wanted to run back to the others to make sure they were alright while Jillia wanted to see if they could find Hetamon quickly. She decided that it would be worth taking a look at each door through more mystical senses. Speaking up Tillia said, "Let me check each door for magic, just in case."
"Bah! I c'n get usss back there in a jiff. Sssspeed. Ssstand back."
While Tillia listens at her door, Hob launches himself at the other door, his enormous mass and speed hitting it like a runaway wagon.
I think Hob forcibly broke any semblance of parity. We're investigating the doors.
I intend to recap later today.
Game on!
Well, it's his main that's at risk so I don't mind he gets to make the call :-)
Jillian barely jumped out of the way in time, as Hob crashed through the door. Collecting herself, the girl made herself ready to peek inside, and fight or rescue as necessary.
Hob closed his eyes, concentrating on his newly honed hearing. A moment later, confident there was no-one in the room, he charged at the other door. he shouted at the woman still crouched by the door.
Hob slammed through the door, then careened through the room, gaining speed with every step and slamming into the door at the other end hammer first. Helplessness rose in him, and Hob fought it as he had fought everything. Head on.
"NO!" Jillian ran to Hetamon's side, checking for signs of life, knowing there would be none. Deep down, she had known this was a possibility. though she'd been hoping that the devil was being metaphorical when she'd referred to him as heartless. Unseen tears tracking down her unseen cheeks, she tenderly stroked his cheek. "I'm so sorry, my friend. We will avenge you, or die trying."
Wiping her tears, Jillian stood, and followed the rampaging elephant that was Hob. Now was not the time to grieve; it was the time to fight. Assuming, of course, the devil would make herself known so they could fight her.
She took a quick look around the book binding room; seeing nothing of interest, the continued to follow Hob to the second door. It would be good to fight.
Startled by Hob's rampant destruction of the doors Tillia found herself stepping out of the way quickly. When he took out the second door and she saw what was inside Tillia gave a low cry of despair. It was Hetamon and it looked like the demoness really had cut out his heart. "No," she said quietly. She may not have pursued Hetamon like she intended at first but this still came as a blow to her. She knelt by his body and took his hand gently as she said, "We will destroy that monster that killed you, and I swear I will find a way to bring you back."
Tillia stayed with Hetamon's body while the others checked the second room and when they were done said, "We need to take him with us, we can't leave him here like this." There were signs of tears on her face as she looked up and continued, "I'll find a way to have him brought back, I won't leave him like this and I won't leave him here."
"And so we shall," Eirik murmured, soothingly, not voicing the concern that healing jobs were piling up... the Major-turned-vampire, their two addled friends and now this... the monk didn't know if removing the poor man's heart would make such efforts harder or not, though.
Good stuff here but we need to make a choice.
a) continuing to explore one of the doors, which one (see map); or
b) go above to check on 'the fools'.
Forvian can take on the demoness, right? :)
Noravia was filled with guilt at the sight of Hetamon's body. If we had only pushed on a little harder, if only we hadn't stayed so long away! Could we have saved him? Her mind ran through a thousand possibilities, each of them ending with Hetamon still alive.
As Hob bashed his way through the rooms, it took all of Noravia's will power to stay with the group, and not to run back to Caleb. She was painfully aware of how vulnerable they were, just waiting at the end of the tunnels. It had been risky to send them through the city, but now it seemed a lower risk than staying put. One more door, she promised herself, if we don't find her, then we go back.
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Noravia, racked with guilt and worry, needed to find something to focus her attention on to keep her mind busy. Even though she was fairly sure about the answer, she inspected Hetamon's body to see what she could discern. A few times her vision blurred as tears threatened to spill over but she was determined to help the Rose of Kintargo in any way she could.
Glad to have you back! :)
It looks like he was recently killed (within a couple of hours). :(
Eirik had to blink his eyes to convince him he wasn't seeing things as this giantic lizard-creature raised its head and prepared to surge at them. 'What on Golarion is that thing and how did it end up here?' the monk thought, but at least the creature's intentions were clear enough - it prepared to attack them on sight. Thus, no hard feelings when he struck back. As he dodged past Hob's bulk he noted the remains of a greenish-hued arm the creature had apparently been gnawing on, but such details would have to wait until the immediate problem had been put to rest.
Dodging under the jaws that tried to take a bite out of him, the monk skidded to a stop on the wet stones, eliminating the last of his momentum by jumping on the partially collapsed wall and springing back to launch a roundhouse kick on the creature's head, then ducked low to slam a combination of heavy palm strikes at the beast's left leg, seeking to cripple the creature.
So I'm a little confused, are we all with Hob just now or still with Hetamon's body? It isn't very clear.
So I'm a little confused, are we all with Hob just now or still with Hetamon's body? It isn't very clear.
I had you all you all being with Hob as he finishes exploring this underground area but feel to have remained behind with Hetamon's body if that's your choice.
Just post according to your location.
Questions?
Game on!
Action 1
Nothing further.
Action 2
Tillia looked at the room with the second font in interest but the speed with which Hob was rampaging left her too little time to consider it to realize it's significance. Instead she made to hurry after him resolved to mention this to someone who might know more about what it was since religion wasn't really her thing as it were.
Action 3
Hearing the incredible roar and not seeing it's source well because of hob she called out, "What's that?! I can't see it." She knew that Hob would charge whatever it was and she didn't want to risk losing another so soon so she said, "Hob, let's just go back, I don't want anyone else to die right now, not with what just happened. We have a demoness to catch and vulnerable friends we left behind along with the tiefling woman who was under the monster's control." She tugged at the wizard's tail, "Please, can we just leave this creature alone?"
Jillian barely had time to take in the chewed arm before the roaring of the creature distracted her. What the...?
As she peeked around Hob, she saw something that clearly needed destroying. Squeezing past the hulk blocking the way, she faced the creature and swung her sword in a mighty overhand chop.
[dice=Diplomacy]1d20+23
Who is this meant for? Hob?
There's no social rolls on PCs; we roleplay it out.
As a general note, I know some of you have played this AP and/or have access to the books but please do your best to remain 'in character'.
I know it's hard sometimes; it happens to me as well but just ask yourself, "What does my PC know? What information can he/she count on when making this decision?"
Questions?
Game on!
It's meant for who/whatever it might apply to. She mostly means Hob but she has p clue what they stumbled on so she hopes it might back down as well.
Action 1:
"I chose poorly," Noravia choked out with a bitter edge to her voice. "I was so certain that Milani would protect her servant from such an end as this. If I had pushed on, Hetamon would still be alive." I may not have survived but he would have.
Action 3:
"Hob, let's just go back, I don't want anyone else to die right now, not with what just happened. We have a demoness to catch and vulnerable friends we left behind along with the tiefling woman who was under the monster's control." She tugged at the wizard's tail, "Please, can we just leave this creature alone?"
Noravia's heart agreed with Tillia one-hundred percent but Hob had smashed all the doors and there was no longer any way to contain the creature. "We can't let that thing out onto the streets of Kintargo. As much as I would love to return to the others sooner than later, this must be dealt with."
Noravia ducked around Hob and tried to take out some of her frustration on the creature.
Obviously Noravia's heart and mind were elsewhere and her swing went wide.
Action 2:
Noravia felt a glimmer of hope as she saw the basin. She recognized it as the Dawnflower Font and Sarenrae had close ties with healing. Not surprising, the waters had been fouled and no longer held healing properties. The inquisitor stared at the font and a small spark of an idea stoked her waning hope. "I can work with Elsbeth to consecrate this once again. If we can do that then maybe its previously potent healing magic can be restored. Milani knows that we could use all the healing that we can." Images of everyone in queue that needed healing or restoration on some level paraded through Noravia's mind starting with Caleb and finishing with Hetamon. Could it be potent enough to raise the dead?
Read the OOC.
Questions, comments, and/or suggestions?
Game on!
, Noravia
Wiping sweat from his brow, Eirik glanced from the beast to the narrow crawl way leading further in past the collapsed tunnel. So much for the beast having wandered in – the hags or the devil had to have brought it in for some purpose. ”Dead end, at least to you, my large friend,” Eirik said, glancing at the massively augmented smith. ”You want to get through, you’ll have to wait for your spells to fade or do some shovel work. So. Either some of the smaller and nimbler of us take a look, we all go back to see if the devil’s threat was serious or just a final stab to make us worry, or split up and do both. Since we already found poor Hetamon, I think whatever remains here will keep for a few moments.”
With a furious cry Hob struck out with his Hammer, the massive Adamantine head swinging past the dinosaur and embedding inches deep in the nearby rock.
Hob grunted in irritation, but a single look at the sharp-edged, rough-hewn passage showed the Officer was right. "Ssssplit." he spat, and forced his way down the left fork.
Action 1:
Jarring pain forced Noravia back into the moment, reminding her that if she didn't focus then even worse things could happen. She brought her morningstar down on the creature, this time with full intent.
So I'm unclear, did the dino die, pass out, or is the fight still happening? The recap implied it dropped but it doesn't seem to be the case from the section at the bottom with our statuses.
Action 1
Tillia was inclined to agree that the creature might be a threat, but she also knew she could do something about the problem without hurting it. When everyone leapt to the attack she was sure her chance was gone. "If you don't want the creature to be a threat why don't you let me try something before you start trying to kill it." She moved to where she could see and said, "So help me if this fails because of the need to kill something you all seem to have I'm not going to be pleased." Once she could see the creature she spoke rapidly and gestured ending with an extended hand as though offering friendship. The magic flowed out and into the creature's mind as she attempted to charm it, despite the fighting still going on.
Tillia felt the magic take hold and called out, "Stop! I have it, back away from the creature and don't attack it." She looked at the creature and said in a soft, soothing, voice, "Calm, let them back away and we won't fight you any longer." She tried to make gestures to get the creature to back away from the fight and hoped that she could get it to understand.
Tillia looked sadly at the creature and said, "I'm sorry, I could have done something to keep you down here and not on the streets, I guess there's no helping this now." There was a tear in her eye as she realized this poor beast was going to die for nothing but their own bumbling mistakes.
Action 2:
Noravia didn't like the idea of being split but she followed Hob. The initial threat seemed to be over and she wanted to return but figured it would be hard to stop the monstrous mage. Almost uselessly she asked, "How much more? The creature is dead and we should get back."
since Tillia goes with Hob (and Hob missed)...
, pass
With Noravia at her elbow, Jillian had to be careful how she moved. At least the creature was distracted by the monk attacking behind him. Jillian showed the creature no mercy - no wooing it with words, or hoping to knock it unconscious for the slayer. She needed to kill something, to release the rage over Hetamom's death, and this creature would do nicely.
Chopping hard with her sword, she followed up by crashing her heavy shield into the lizard's face. Both sword and shield skittered across its hard scales. Swearing, Jillian kept her momentum and sliced at its leg; again the tough scaled hide turned the blade away. Shouting in frustration, she threw her weight into her shield and viciously bashed into the lizard's nearest leg. Finally she connected, and the creature went down on one leg, hobbled by her attack.
Read the OOC.
Questions, comments, and/or suggestions?
Game on!
:)
Since Hob couldn't go any further, Noravia stopped following and returned to the dinosaur to look over the strange creature while Eirik scouted ahead. But she barely glanced at it, her mind constantly being drawn back to Caleb.
“We could get through there but I think it just leads to the ruins above. What are we doing now?”
Noravia was quite adamant at this point. "We go back and check on the others. Or at least, I'm going back. We've been gone far too long already."
As the others looked down the collapsed tunnels, Jillian examined the strange creature she had just helped bring down. "You were a real beauty," she murmured, admiring the long, sharp talons. "Wait, what's this?" One of the talons sported a ring - surely large reptiles rarely wore jewelry. Looking closer, she saw an amulet around its neck.
Taking them, she approached Tillia and asked, "Our friend there was wearing these. Surely not something it picked up on its own. What do you make of it?"
Noravia was quite adamant at this point. "We go back and check on the others. Or at least, I'm going back. We've been gone far too long already."
Jillian nodded. "It seems our quarry has fled. We should take Hetamon, and return to the others. Once they are in a safe place, we can return, should it be needed."
"Hold hands. I'll take you back now." Hob offered, an eerily low tone to his shifted voice. "Bring them back here."
Tillia turned from the carnage as her companions beat the creature to death. Their need to kill was understandable but that didn't mean that she agreed with it, especially given what they were fighting. She looked at the jewelry in curiosity and cast a spell as she studied each one to identify them as she said woodenly, "It tells me that the creature was important to someone and didn't deserve to be brutalized like that when we stormed into it's layer." With the fighting done he also saw the hag arm and continued, "And that tells me this might have been an ally instead of an enemy. It would take more than a beast to rip the arm from a hag like that and live."
Somewhat uncertain what Hob meant to do, Jillian sheathed her sword and hooked her shield onto her back. She then took Noravia's hand, and Hob's enormous paw.
"And that tells me this might have been an ally instead of an enemy. It would take more than a beast to rip the arm from a hag like that and live."
Noravia shook her head, "Believe what you want Tillia but both hags were dead when we left and their bodies were intact. That creature ripped the arm off a freshly dead body so it was probably hungry rather than acting like an ally. It's a shame it had to die but I highly doubt it could have been reasoned with and even then, where would it have lived?"
The inquisitor sighed in relief as Hob took hold of her and Jillian, "Let's go. No time to waste. Eirik and Tillia, if you don't want to stay here, make your way back to Hetamon. We'll need to take him with us when we go." Noravia's voice cracked when she mentioned Hetamon but then they were gone as Hob's magic took hold.