Its "A" Dungeon, Too: The Second Chance (Inactive)

Game Master Terquem

"Looking good there Beastie but I do think it's time to move on."

"Looking good there"?!?!?! Where the hades did that come from? I need a drink

"I'm not going anywhere Fuzzy just seeing where we can go next. the baconling shoots back to the newcomers question.

"Well I did ask if you could figure out anything about the Altar, or whatever turned a bunch of raging sports fans into hippies and or why our new companion looks like he just stepped out of a It'Dupree shampoo advertisement just now. I'm guess that whatever the pool does is good because none of this gaggle of scaleys have turned into chickens or spontaneously died from drinking it. I'm going to see what that does." With that tofutee walks over to the pool edging toward it like a cautious deer before taking out a flask and sipping the water from the container.

If that doesn't fly Tofutee will drink from the pool straight.
type: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Potency: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Well that felt strange. Any differences old guy?" The baconling asks as she refrains from huffing And here I'd been hoping for super awesome karate powers. doesn't even seem to have done anything.

And you thought Bacon couldn't be more enticing, didn't you, DIDN"T YOU!

It will drown you in its scent with or without your consent.

Feeling a little bit self conscious about the staring kobolds, and realizing that Tofotee isn't going anywhere except the pool, Beast heads over to the altar to take a look.
Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (14) - 1 = 13

Sighing, Bud casts detect magic and then enters the room and moves toward the pool. "It looks like we are not going anywhere until we fully explore this room. I'll start by examining the pool then the altar and anything else magical in here."

Will Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Kn: Arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Oh boy! Maybe I can multiclass to paladin now.

Day 7, approximate time of day 11:00 am (turn 68), (turn 1 of 6) Location - The fifth level of the Dungeon

Wondering what is taking so long to deal with the disturbed Kobolds, Bud shrugs his shoulders and heads into the grotto,
When his second foot touches the ground within the chamber, he feels suddenly relieved of many troubling thoughts, and a sense of compassion for the loss the Kobold’s team suffered almost overwhelms him. He feels his face twisting into a warm smile, and begins to think that these kobolds deserve their moment in the sun.

All seems right, well, and good, to Bud, which is a bit more troubling than he is able to realize.

Beast Examines the Altar, which has a strange series of pictographs carved into the base, which is slightly oval shaped and stands about four feet off the floor. Made of solid stone, or so it appears, beast is fairly sure that he will not be able to lift the Altar, but as he examines it, he discovers a recess, toward the wall, and the pictographs begin to make sense to him

There are pictures representing a stick figure like individual, wearing armor and carrying a sword, who looks like she is suffering various conditions, then the pictures seem to indicate that the altar will remove any bad thing affecting the stick figure hero, after an offering is placed in the recess at the back of the alter. On the side of the altar, just below the recess toward the back is the inscription

100 gp

When Bud sees Beast examining the Altar, he begins to remember something he once heard about Magic Altars in the “A” Dungeon

Shouting to kolbolds, Bud grins "You have my sympathy for your loss today but you can always try and get them next time. We do need to clear up this issue with the passes though. The boss made the rules and they have to be followed. I need to see your pass to be here or your employee documentation or we will have to escort you back to the surface. There is a group down here we are looking for, a group of heroes that came down here without the proper documentation and we need to escort them out as well. Have you happened to see them?" Did we get a description of the group that I can give to them?

Bud then turns to the Beast, "You found an altar. What a blessing from the gods. They can be used to remove various ills from one, diseases, curses, conditions, negative energy effects. This might be useful. How much does this one cost to use? It should be written on there."

Tofutee looks to the Un-drunk and back to the altar, to the beast and then over to the beast. " Huh so I guess the room gives off waves of Anti-grump. Hey while you go do that I'm gonna go look at this door over here."

Day 7, approximate time of day 11:00 am (turn 68), (turn 1 of 6) Location - The fifth level of the Dungeon

When Bud politely inquires about the Kobold’s current employment, they all point to a rather old looking Kobold, and they call this one Lenny
Lenny has our Dungeon Admittance Pass they all exclaim.

Yes I do, Lenny reaches into his shorts and takes out a thick card, with a ring clipped on one corner, and a small length of yellow rope dangling from the ring

He examines the card for a moment, and then scratches his neck, saying, Well I’ll be go to heck. It expired.

He shows the card to Bud, and bud can see a magical glowing red symbol on the corner opposite the ring and yellow rope. Below the symbol are red words that say in common

This pass has expired, please see an Its “A” Dungeon Kiosk to renew your pass and claim any rewards for your discoveries.

I suppose Lenny says with a smile, The proper thing to do is gather our belongings and head straight for the exit. I’ll be sure to mention to the kiosk attendant that the working monsters of Its “A” Dungeon are doing a bang up job of keeping the place in order, and doing it with such aplomb, I’m genuinely impressed. Albright boys and girls, get dressed, pick up the banners, we’re going topside to continue our celebration at Vaping’s Bar and Grill.

And with that the Kobolds gather their belongings and leave, not bothering to look back in your direction at all.

"They never answered my question about the heroes. Oh well. I'm sorry if I've been a bit of a grump lately, Tofutee. I haven't felt right in a long time." Bud then goes over to Tofutee as she examines the door and gives her a hug. "You're doing a bang up job, keeping us all safe from the traps. I really appreciate you."

I'm getting mental images of This when I imagine your character smiling and being generally nice Bud. It amuses me, I'm glad tofutee doesn't have fur. Though she will run for the hills if your break out the potato peeler.

tofuee concentrating on the door and absolutely not expecting her zombie grump of a teammate to do anything like hug her freezes like a startled goat when the beer pickled one does exactly that.
"Uh.. wha.. buh?..." The baconling responds completely caught off guard by a creature grabbing her that was obviously not interested in consuming her currently extra-delicious flesh. The scent of which was wafting through the air. It takes a moment for the small creature to find her voice but she does finally speak after an awkward pause and failing to hide a small blush. "It's great that your grump has been banished. But could you, just possibly, not do that? Possibly ever again? This is really weird, things don't touch me that don't want to eat me. Never mind that co-worker fraternization gets you, like, dipped in hornet honey and fed to the fractal bear feet first." The baconlings response being surprisingly calm and measured rather whirling around and eating most of buds face.

Being something like 30 pounds and the size of a small child Tofutee is just about the right size to be a startled goat to Buds human height. And Yes, the legendary fractal bear. The aBearration which has smaller bears in place of its limbs, which then themselves have repeating pattern of bear torsos with yet more bears for limbs.

Bud straightens up immediately when asked. "Of course, you are right. I should have asked permission before hugging you. I do apologize. I've suddenly got a craving for eggs and hash-browns though."

As beast examines the altar, things look different from the eyes of an animal, yet he does his best to explain it.

It is big round-but-flat stone, it has a farmer with tool on its side. beast then looks down at his own weapon, a piece of thick wood, with jagged pieces of stone and metal sticking out of it, and waves it in the air
Like dis thing. He seems sick, but then better?
Then Bud explains what an altar does.
Ahh. I knews that... It costs 1 stick and 2 eggs.
Yuuuummmm. Hashbrowns. Beast is a vegetarian, a grazer in fact. Not that there is much grass down here ^-^

Day 7, approximate time of day 11:00 am (turn 68), (turn 1 of 6) Location - The fifth level of the Dungeon

Tofutee gives the side eye to the Strong Wooden door, but doesn’t spot any sign of a trap or a lock. A little strength applied to the door should open it right up.

As soon as you can open the door, roll a d20, Table II. C. “Space beyond Door Is”

Bud 2.0 walks up to their furry new friend and slaps him on the back, "I know I'll never be open that door but I'll assist you in doing so, though you probably don't need my help."

Str Aid: 1d20 ⇒ 16

Beast looks at the door, then a small smile shows on his face
I get to be useful!
So beast goes over and looks at the door a bit, then slips his fingers through the crack between the door and the floor, very strong and dextrious fingers finding purchase. Then he yanks. Hard.
Str Check: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 2 = 19
But the door doesnt move...
Beast gets a little touchy that the door seemingly didnt want to budge so he yanks again.
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 = 12
Only to have a piece of wood come flying off of the bottom of the door and beast sent flying onto his backside! Now hes visibly mad, and he grabs the door with both hands, giving a mighty heave.
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 2 = 21
Still nothing! then Beast decides to try and push...
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 2 = 25
Door slides open gracefully... Beast is fuming...
If that is all ok, I spent a good minute wrestling with the door. I dont know if Buds Aid another roll works for all of them, but if not then the final roll is still a 23 :)

"Yeah big guy over here looks like he could rip the door off no sweat. but I suppose I-" tofutee says looking to bud and back to the beast as they begin to pull. A crowbar in her hand
*CREAK*
" Perhaps we coul-"
*groan*
"Hey you could this handy dand-"
*POP* *snap*
"Ok. I'll just wait till your-"
The baconling then taps her foot as she waits.

Tofutee looks from the beast and Bud over to the crowbar and rope she had pulled out then back to them.
"Alright Fuzzy you get a pass but old guy has this not become a thing yet? We've got a pulley and crowbar, putting that much work into opening a door is silly.Anyway lemme go hammer a spike into that so it doesn't close on us." The baconling informs as she violently presses a button on the oddly lumpy pull which immediately springs into the form of a hammer. She then pulls one of the iron spikes out of her pack and does precisely as she said.

"I know, I'm sorry Tofutee, but the Beast here was enjoying himself so much I didn't want to stop him. Next time though we can use your gear. I promise." Bud then smiles at Tofutee with a please forgive me look on what's left of his face.

Tofutee looks confused for a moment tiny wheels and overworked middle aged hamsters working in her mind. She gives the human-ish? a second look before shrug.
"Yeah.. fine whatever. Just lets get out of this room. Oh and before you leave you might want to try the water over there. Apparently it makes you more appealing or something like that."

Tofutee is enraged. Bud used Nice. Tofutee flinched. Tofutee is confused. Tofutee's anger fizzled. Tofutee flees the conversation

Smoke still faintly wisping out of Beasts ears, he turns to Tofutee and asks What dat? pointing to the tool in her hands, then becomes amazed as it changes shape into that of a hammer Woa! Cool. I try dat next time? Beast asks as he walks into the next room, and as he passes the door, he gives it a hearty puch, just for good measure.
BANG!!

That just made me wish I could pound in nails with my bare fists ^-^
That would be cool. Might have to get myself a Forge Fist sometime ^-^

"Thank you very much Tofutee. I'll make sure and get a drink and then join you in the next room."

Bud then waves to Tofutee and walks over to the pool and takes a drink.

Ability: 1d6 ⇒ 2
How much: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Bud strolls into the next room and trips over a few pieces of the door and tumbles and comes up on his feet.

"I don't know if I'm move appealing now, but I do seem to be a bit looser sorta like someone oiled my old joints."

Beast looks at Bud for a moment
A-peeling? like apples? I dunno, you look da same to me...

I find it great that the pool just gave us all bonuses that we are not very likely to use. Well bud will likely enjoy the bonus to hit on ranged attacks. so it isn't all bad.

Tofutee glances to the pool somewhat confused "Alright. Well this room is weird. We should go through this door." The baconling suggests as she turns to head that way, quite happy to escape the strange room.
"Oh right, so fuzzy you ought to stay back from me a bit so I can do my work. Sneaking and detecting traps are jobs both made harder by other folks tromping around close to me."

Beast looks slightly confused for a moment, furrrowing his brow. But I is quiet? (the door he pounded a moment back still swinging on its hinges)
Ok. I stay with dis guy here. Beast looks over at Bud and gives him a heartwarming Smile and sits down next to him (or follows him at his side, if you are moving somewhere), then starts humming a bit.
Hes not very quiet...

Bud you get +1 deflection bonus to your AC and +1 resistance bonus to your saves, and half of any damage you take gets sent to me, for 4 hours or 35 feet away :)
Also, I dont know. I am sure the extra Cha would do wonders for Beast. I mean, just look at how handsome he is!

Bud nods to Tofutee and turns his head towards the Beast, "She is right you know, it can be dangerous when she's looking for traps. Sometimes they go off. I'm not familiar with that tune. You'll need to teach it to me sometime."

Day 7, approximate time of day 11:10 am (turn 69), (turn 2 of 6) Location - The fifth level of the Dungeon

When the Kobolds have all cleared out, and Beast has opened the one door in this grotto, Bud decides it is time to taste the waters of the pool, and then strangely, he feels a bit lighter in his steps.

Beast, Tofutee and Bud look around the grotto, admiring the serene setting, and notice that Praink is no where to be seen, then they all remember the door that was opened, and as a group they all poke their heads around the frame to see what lies beyond

It is a small room, and in the center of the ten foot by ten foot space there are nine small sacks pilled neatly on the floor, and sitting on the top of the sacks is…

A Medium Wondrous item: 1d100 ⇒ 56

A Beautiful leather headband, with the image of rolling waves pressed into the leather, and dyed with blue colors of many shades.

tofutee frowns as she looks at the pile of loot. She then rapidly pulls out her crossbow and shoots one of the bags.
Thock: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
" Alright so I'm going to go poke that with my stick for a bit just to make sure it isn't trapped. But this looks promising, kinda like that room way back when we went down here first."

Tofutee then walks over to and examines the bags, the surfaces of the room and any exits for dangerous traps.
Looky!: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28

Just thought of a conundrum. If Beast goes with you, he is not very quiet, or careful. but If Beast stays behind, he cant protect you...
Not that either of you know about his protective abilities yet :)
Beast watches as Tofutee shoots one of the bags, again he is confused. However he is starting to accept that Tofutee just does things that make no sense to him and just watches as she pokes around. Beast then goes into the room (about 5 feet into it) and sits down, and continues to watch Tofutee.

Which room is this on the map? The top left one? And am I that lizard looking icon?

time to roll some dice.

which first 1= magic: 1d2 ⇒ 1

Percep door1: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21
Well that is a failure there. Looks like the magic trap is going to hit Tofutee in the face.

When Tofutee begins to examine the door, careful, at first, for fear of triggering a trap, she keeps her hands a good safe distance away. When she has studied it long enough, she decides it's time to try and find the opening mechanism, but when she touches the door, a magic spell is triggered...

Tofutee must make a Will, the DC is 17

Tofutee walks up the first stone door. frowns for a moment and seems to nod. " Well, this one definitely looks safe."
Will?: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

Beast continues to sit on the floor, humming to himself, just inside the room and watch Tofutee as she continues to do those things that make no sense. Its a door. Dont you walk through doors?
As such he gets a front row seat for when Tofutee touches the door and...

Also, mind moving me to G15 on the map when you can? thats about where I would be sitting :) Thanks.

Beast also responds to Bud at some point, Is called Ol' Mcdonald had a farm. Is kinda difficult but I is sure I can teach He says, continuing to smile at beast and its an especially charismatic smile this time!

"I see. What did Mr. McDonald grow? Did he have animals? Do you know the kind of buildings he had? I know a great use for barley and hops."

That doesn't look right. Maybe I should have cast detect magic first to protect my friend. Need to remember that next time.

Not much. but he had a cow. and a pig. and a duck, and other animals. what do you use barley and bunnies for?
Good thing I got Bud, who is in the back protected, and not Tofutee, who is up front with all the "dangerous" things covered. Wait, I should probably change that...

Dare you to listen to the whole video... I got through about a minute and a half :p

Day 7, approximate time of day 11:10 am (turn 69), (turn 2 of 6) Location - The fifth level of the Dungeon

A wave of shimmering and cascading colors washes over Tofutee, and right before Bud’s and beast’s eyes she is transformed into something else.

Where Tofutee once stood, now stands a creature, about the size of a dog, well, maybe an overweight dog. It is furry, with a wide broad head, whiskers, and soulful eyes.

Tofutte is now a…

For the sake of this campaign setting, this spell (and I am doing more homework on it now, but, *sheesh* it’s complicated) does not alter the mind of the individual – Tofutee is aware of her transformation, and can speak normally in this form. She cannot walk upright, but she gains the “improved Overrun,” “Surprising Charge,” and “Charge Through” special abilities

Tofutee the wombat sighs as she feels the effect take hold. She turns to her allies and wrinkles her nose in annoyance. The soulful eyes looking up to her now much taller allies.
"Well. I'm shorter now, also feel like eating large amounts of grass. Which is weird as previously the only things I craved was the flesh of formerly living creatures... and perhaps a pickle on the side. I have very cute paws right now. Seriously though do either of you have a mirror I want to see what I just sprung on myself, as I'm obviously not dead this is likely one of those "Wish you were dead" traps some of my sisters would talk about."

Beast watches Tofutee change right in front of his eyes, and he is shocked at first which quickly gives way to a gruff Haw haw haw! You looks funny! Dere is a pool out dere that you can use. An aint grass good?
Beast looks around, as if looking for something. He has a disappointed look on his (still) ruggedly handsome face.

"Oh no! That's unexpected. Hmmmmm. I'm sorry this happened to you Tofutee. Can I give you a hug?" After receiving an answer and either hugging her or not, Bud starts thinking. "Let me examine you please with my arcane senses and see if I can figure out what happened to you......Oh wait! Maybe the altar can fix you! I'll need to go back and see." Bud casts his detect magic and studies Tofutee 2.0 and then runs back to the altar to see if it will cure this condition.

Kn: Arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Tofutee, who had nosed opened her fallen pack and extracted a steel mirror snuffs sadly at her state. "... You know what, sure. I could use a hug being a furry.. pig-dog thing with semi-opposable thumbs. I'm somewhat confused as to what I should do with my life now." The former baconling snorts once and nods to the looming beast and the drunk pickle.
" It'd be nice if I could go beat something up. Also I'm going to need one of you two to hold my stuff until I have proper grabbing mitts again. Hrmm... got any magic that can resize things? Or I dunno perhaps help me tie my armor off to this body like some kind of leather cape? I'd feel better that way. Beast why don't you hold onto the Anytool for now. and possibly everything else I have. Also those bags of loot."

Beast can carry a metric ton of stuff ^-^ his light carrying capacity could probably hold you both (346lbs)
Sure small one, can do.
Beast agrees, happy to be told what to do. First he picks up your pack and the anytool and slings them over his shoulders, maybe stuffing anything that doesnt fit into either his own backpack or bandolier. Next he takes hold of your chainshirt and his strong but a little rough hands resize it and drape it over your body, fastening it on the bottom.
Dere. Comfy?

After fiddling around with getting Tofutee ready until she is comfortable he then uses his club and starts poking the bags of loot, imitating what tofutee did, not that he understands why you do it, he just figures thats what you are supposed to do. Assuming nothing weird happens he then picks up the sacs and looks inside.

Lets see. 1: does anything happen when I pick up/handle the loot? 2: what is in the bags? 3: I figure that tofutee can wear the armor kind of like a doggie shirt, that good? 4: Tofutee, is there anything specific you want to keep on you? 5: what additional stuff am I carrying?

Bud examines Tofutees current condition, his knowledge of the craft of spells doesn’t give him any clues to the nature of the affliction, but his understanding of arcane effects hints to him that the effect is most likely permanent. He looks back over his shoulder at the Altar once again.

Beast collects Tofutte’s discarded gear, and throws the pack over one shoulder, and then he moves back to the sacks on the floor in the small room. He prods at one of the sacks, notices that it behaves sort of like a sack should behave, if it were filled with coins. He looks in the sack and sees silver and gold coins. He begins counting the bags, starts over, and then starts over again, and then gives up, certain that there is a lot of money here, oh and a pretty leather head band.

Tofutee, will you use the Altar, or continue through one of the stone doors, assuming beast will open one of them?

one. Two. Three. Uhhh...
One. Two. Uhhh..
One... Lots.
Dere are Lots of shiny rocks here!
Beast then sticks the pound of coinage in the shared luggage on his back (unless one of you protest, and want to carry it yourselves) and takes the headband, offering it to Bud. Here. Keep da beer outa your eyes.
Next Bud will pull out Tofutee anytool and gleefully turn it into a polearm, then forcefully jab the cursed door.

Tofutee snuffs once as she adjusts the shirt slightly before making the wombat equivalent to a nod.
" Yeah, that works. Thanks fuzzy. And yeah, if you could carry that pile of stuff we found that would be great. I'm somewhat lacking in the hands department right now."

As said before I'm willing to give this whole 'character is a wombat' thing a roll. Tofutee as a character would likely be fine with paying for the removal of this curse. She likes her own body and all its stuff after all. I as a player though would like Tofutee to suffer the penalties involved for at least a little bit. Tofutee the Combat Wombat is simply too amusing to waste on something like being in an optimal body shape for actually fighting things.

Bud moves over to Beast as he is counting. "Here let me help with that." Bud then says a few arcane words and does a few gestures and the coins rattle around and are suddenly shiny. I always thought Prestidigitation would count coins for you, but that's not in the discription. "Thank you for the headband. Let me see if I can figure out what it does. This may take a few minutes."

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Day 7, approximate time of day 11:10 am (turn 69), (turn 2 of 6) Location - The fifth level of the Dungeon

Beast prods the Stone door on the right, as you enter this small room (so the door that is on the west wall) and seems satisfied that whatever it was that affected Tofutee has now been exhausted.

After fidgeting for a bit with the strange foldable tool, Beast finally manages to shape it into something he thinks will be useful, and putting his shoulder into the effort he pops open the door

Okay, first a Stone door is a lot harder to break, or force open, than a Wooden Door, but keep in mind that a Door that is trapped/Locked will open normally, it is only Doors that are not locked or trapped that are stuck in the shut position. Now we need someone to roll for what is on the other side of the door, “Space Beyond Door Is” Table II. C.

While beast forces the door open, Bud examines the leather headband.

tofutee snuffles once and turns around to see the furry one busting down the door.
"Hey-WAI.. Bah never mind. Anyway let me go in and see what there is to see. Might not hands right now but I can still be sneaky." The wombat brags as she assumes her native wombat sneaking stance and moves forward.
WITNESS MY LEGENDARY WOMBAT STEALTH!: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28

tofutee moves forward and scouts.
WOMBA-Vision!: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

"Hey Tof... oh never mind you are busy putting your life on the line for the rest of us. It can keep. Let me see if I can help." Bud then moves over to the door and puts a hand on the Beast ready to give him a push should Tofutee need rescuing.

Day 7, approximate time of day 11:10 am (turn 69), (turn 2 of 6) Location - The fifth level of the Dungeon

Tofutee rushes into the room, stealthily, as soon as the door is open, and is immediately confronted with her mortal enemy, bacon loving alligators.

Luckily, she isn’t spotted immediately, but the Alligators may notice her before she can attack

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

!?!

The combat Wombat has the drop on these Alligators!

Tofutee, Bud, and Beast can take a surprise round action

Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

"That's a lot of teeth be careful in there! Let me help you." He then makes a gesture and a ray of acid shoots out at the monster and hoses down it's side, burning it horribly. "There goes the boots."

Acid Jet: DC 15: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 Damage: 3d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 3, 5) + 3 = 13 Sickened Failed Fort: 1d4 ⇒ 1 Rounds