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"Kirthfinder" Aviona PBP

Game Master Kirth Gersen

Playtest for the "Kirthfinder" rules.


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Male Halfling Bard 4 (Minstrel)

Honestly not sure we need another spell yet...


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Caspian bides his time, continuing to inspire his allies. If it looks like the dwarves have another trick up their sleeves, he can always intervene.

... And it looks like they might. The four bandits capable of acting look at each other and drop their crossbows. Three of them pull out picks; the fourth breaks off towards the tavern at a lumbering pace that only a dwarf could call "running." Two of the guys with picks start hammering at the edge of the manhole opening, trying to cave in the roof, while the third stands guard.

The bandit that Wyvurn is choking feebly scrabbles for purchase, trying to escape: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 - 1 = 4


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

You're pretty sure it will take the would-be sappers more than one round to accomplish anything that way. Then again, you're not sure how long your hypnotism spell will last. Meanwhile, the guy on guard duty kicks his companion that Miralda had put to sleep, waking him up. The abashed slumberer wipses his eyes, pulls out a pick of his own, and stands with his buddy.

Assuming Caspian sees no pressing need to intervene, Cricket's up, then Jaegr can climb up again.


Male Goblin Druid 4

Cricket lets loose a Tuelvi battle cry. Wolvie howls along. They both attack the nearest bandit.

Cricket: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Wolvie: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5, plus trip.


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Whooping frightfully, the goblin attacks! Normally, a Tuelvi brave issuing a proper war-whoop can paralyze an opponent with fear. In this case, unfotunately, it's ignored, as the bandit spends his efforts fending off Wolvie's teeth. He is successful, but his inattention allows cricket to lat his staff alongside the bandit's shoulder. Again, to your annoyance, he seems hardly to notice (2 points damage -1 DR = 1 point).


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Jaegr, undaunted, climbs back up the rungs. The two bandits on guard duty, frustrated at him immediately returning, foolishly make attacks of opportunity against him as he reaches the top, instead of simply pushing him back down: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 51d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 71d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 211d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

One misses entirely; the other strikes a powerful blow, only to have it stopped cold by Jaegr's ceramic armor.


Male Goblin Druid 4

Cricket curses in Tuelvi.


Male Hill Dwarf Fighter 4

"Die, bastards."

Kelgan waits while Jaegr climbes, determined not to spoil his shot again. He lines up on the one recoiling from Jaegr's armor and lets fly.

Crossbow (FS, DA, Insp): 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 2 + 2 = 261d8 + 7 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 6 + 2 = 22
Crit: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 7 - 2 + 2 = 201d8 + 7 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 6 + 2 = 22


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

At first, Kelgan thinks he missed, and prepares to curse and hurl his steelbow to the floor in disgust. Then you realize the bolt, continuing past its intented target, falls to the ground only a few paces further along. As if in slow motion, the bandit falls to his knees, one empty eyesocket staring blindly at you... then pitches face-forward to the ground. The back of his head appears to be missing.


F High Elf Ranger 1/Wizard 4

Miralda, realizing her sleep spell was mostly useless, angrily points her wand at the other guard.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 72d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10

Her precise shot feat enables her to avoid striking Jaegr by mistake, and the bolt of force from her wand disppears into the sky. She curses the brightness of the sun and sulks.


Male Halfling Bard 4 (Minstrel)

Caspian sees the tide turning and wisely conserves spells and magic for later on....

Though he does try and change the tempo of the battle by switching songs....

"Moves like Jaegr......."

Wolvie seems to like this one, he howls along at the parts about Mooooves, Moooves like Jaegr....


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 101d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Wyvurn's victim struggles feebly in his grasp; he barely has the strength to breathe. It's amazing to you that he is still conscious; maybe hill dwarves are tougher than you gave them credit for.


Male Goblin Druid 4

Things look to be proceeding quickly. If I'm not here when it's next Cricket's turn, he moves to flank and him and Wolvie tag team one of these hill dwarf scum.


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

The miners continue work with their picks; a few cobbles fall into the water below, forcing Miralda to duck aside; Kelgan trusts his helm and hard head to protect him, for now.

The remaining guard swipes at Wolvie with his pick:
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 181d8 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

The "running" bandit scurries around the corner of the nearest building.

The four hypnotize dbandits begin blinking, and might be able to act next round.


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Cricket: 5-ft. step; immediate action Aid Another to Wolvie; one quarterstaff attack: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 2 + 2 = 241d8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 2 = 8

Wolvie: 5-ft. step the other way; immediate action Aid Another to Cricket; one bite attack: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 + 2 = 221d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 2 = 10

Cricket clocks the bandit with his quarterstaff, provoking a grunt of pain. At the same moment, Wolvie lunges at him, gettting a big mouthful. Wasting no time, Wolvie savages the hill dwarf to the ground, shaking him like a rag, and then he pauses for air it looks like the bandit is unconscious and bleeding.


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

BTW, I forgot Caspian's inspiration for Wyvurn and Miralda. Bad, DM, bad! Sadly, adding it in post facto doesn't change the outcome in either case.

Jaegr, you're at the top of the ladder, with your feet on solid ground. The two would-be sappers stop their activities and brace themselves to meet your attack.


Male Hill Dwarf Fighter 4

Kelgan waits for Jaegr to attack one of the dwarves, then shoots the other one.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 191d8 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23 (Fell Shot, Deadly Aim, and Inspiration, as before)


male Hobgoblin (Elven lineage) 4th (2nd level monk, 1st level goblin paragon, 1st level worghest)

Wyvurn keeps up the pressure.

Nobody escapes the sleeper hold: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 291d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10


Male Goblin Druid 4

Huzzah! Good dog!


Male Mountain Dwarf Fighter/4 HP 52/42 (10 Temp) AC 26 FF 22 T 14 Fort +8 Ref +7 Will +4 Intuit +3 CMD 22 Init +3 (+5 Underground)

Jaegr slams The Finisher down upon one of the miner's head. "Stop digging into the ground now before you end up like him!"

Power Attack with Crushing Blow in Stone Stance: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 10 - 2 = 26 Ignore 2 Points of opponent's Armor Bonus
Damage: 1d8 + 16 ⇒ (7) + 16 = 23
Temporary Hit Points: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 6) = 8


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Jaegr slays one of the bandits, just before Kelgan's bolt unerringly takes down another.
Wyvurn finally opens his arms, allowing an unconscious dwarf to slump to the ground.
The four caught by Caspian's spell stop staring at him long enough to see the carnage; they break and run, although Caspian can act before they do.


Male Halfling Bard 4 (Minstrel)

Caspian continues to insire his friends...

"If ya'll want to get em thas fine, we can finish up here."

"Cricket can tie them up when they get to the fields."


Male Hill Dwarf Fighter 4

"Feck. Catch them, my fine goblin friends, and see who they're working for."

With the bandits fleeing, Kelgan approaches the diminutive elf's corpse. Giving a sympathetic glance to Miralda, he gently lifts the corpse and whispers into it.

Whisper:
[b]"Lissa, your daddy's been missing you awfully. He sent me out to find you and bring you home safe. I need you to give me that egg you ate, or let me get it out of you. It was a bad egg. I think you know what it did to you. I'll get it out and bring you back to mommy. Daddy can fix you, I just know it. And I'll stop the bad man, the skinny bad man, too."[/I]


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Lissa's ghost hugs Kelgan -- or tries to; her arms pass right through him. It's clear she meant no harm, but a chill wave of entropy passes through you, and you feel your hair turning white.

2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10 negative energy damage (DC 13 Will half)

It's suddenly clear why her corpse is so well-preserved, and why it's surrounded by dead rats and dead flies.

She whispers in Kelgan's ear,

Spoiler:
"I want you to have the egg. And bring me back to Mummy and Daddy. And stop the bad man. But I think it's time for my nap, so I'll do that while you do all that other stuff, okay? Thank you!"


Male Hill Dwarf Fighter 4

Hurk! Just like her dad.

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

The corners of Kelgan's mouth twitch at the embrace, but he is otherwise able to keep signs of his discomfort to a minimum.

"Miralda, we need to bring Lissa back to the Duke. Why don't you go up and get some sun, and I'll prepare her for travel. Caspian, please go with and play something for her - keep her mind off these dark matters."

Lifting the girl, he slides his shield under her and props her head with a bundle of boiled linens. Taking out his healer's kit, he wraps her in gauze, cutting away her clothes and cleaning the body as he goes.

DM:

While cutting away her clothes, he makes a small incision in her side, then gingerly reaches inside.

Heal: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20 (to extract egg from her stomach)

"Jaegr, be ready to pull her up."

He cuts his rope in half and tosses the ends out of the hole, then carries the shield to the entrance and sets it on the loops of rope, balancing it on them and steadying it from below as it rises.


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Kelgan has no real skill at sleight of hand, but in this instance he outdoes himself.

Spoiler:
You are holding what looks like a large opal, oblong in shape. It has been decorated with bands of gold, tiny gems (emeralds, rubies, and sapphires), and ribbon, like one of the decorative eggs commissioned by the nobility for the spring rebirth and fertility festivals.


male Hobgoblin (Elven lineage) 4th (2nd level monk, 1st level goblin paragon, 1st level worghest)

"We've got one here to question when he wakes up. It's up to you, Cricket, if you wan to try and snare them as Caspian suggests. I don't think we'll be seeing them again, regardless. Whoever they work for, won't be pleased with failure."

Wyvurn will search and bind the unconscious dwarf.

Escape Artist to bind: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29


Male Mountain Dwarf Fighter/4 HP 52/42 (10 Temp) AC 26 FF 22 T 14 Fort +8 Ref +7 Will +4 Intuit +3 CMD 22 Init +3 (+5 Underground)

After the battle, Jaegr help Kelgan raise his corpse laden shield. Once it reaches the top he drags it over away from the entrance.

To Wyvurn, "It would be nice to see if he'll give us some information on who they work for. I'm not going to hold much hope for that though."


Male Halfling Bard 4 (Minstrel)

Caspian goes for a fine old relaxing spiritual....

"Swing lowww sweet chariot comin forth to carry me home...."

"You guys can help out on the low part!"


Male Goblin Druid 4

Cricket and Wolvie exult in their victory.


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Wyvurn's captive had brigandine armor, a quiver of bolts and cocking hook, a crossbow, a pick, a pair of daggers, a wineskin, and some loose change. Divested of these articles, he is soon trussed up better than a turkey; the rest of you wonder whether it will even be possible to untie him.

Eventually he comes to, groggily, and says, "Obmi will kill you for this."


Male Hill Dwarf Fighter 4

"As I thought."

Kelgan taps his lips with his forefinger, eyes furrowed in thought.

"Tell me more about Obmi, or other things I might want to know. Deny me, and I wont kill you. I'll cut off your stones and send you back to the hills a castrati."

He sits down next to the bandit and draws out his knife and whetstone, sharpening the blade slowly and purposefully.

"Start talking."


Male Halfling Bard 4 (Minstrel)

"What the f+$$ is an Obmi?"


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

"What is to tell? Just as he controls the highlands, now he controls this town. It will be only a few more moments before he comes here and throws his hammer, taking your heads. If you are unlucky, he will send Keak instead -- that one is not sane."


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Male Halfling Bard 4 (Minstrel)

"Oh no!" Exclaims Caspian in feigned horror.

Bluff 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

"If that's the case and this one has no more to say, let's just bleed him out, so I can mount his head above my own."...
Caspian ties his cloak around the top of his head and points at the blank space.

Caspain pulls out his short-sword....

"As the ancients say any head will do when head-hunters come to call."

"Any last words?"


Male Hill Dwarf Fighter 4

"Ha! As if his reach could stretch so far. Let him come, and meet his doom. I'm Kelgan Cragbelly, and my head is harder than his hammer. And what of this Keak? His name means nothing to me. Tell me the tales of his madness, that I might laugh and spit."


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

The sound of hoofbeats anticipates your words. A skinny high elf, mounted on a horse soon appears, along with five bandits on mules -- the ones who fled before. They stop about 30 feet from you and dismount; the elf, dressed in traveler's clothes and a cloak and holding a wand, titters before speaking.

"So, these are the so-called terrible warriors who routed you? More like a collection of nothings."

Seeing Miralda, he says, "You, b%$@%, you can dismiss your servants; we have business to discuss, as well as (giggle) pleasure. If you have the egg, give it to me and I won't rape you until after you're dead."

The five bandits stand in ragged line in front of him, ready to intercept any attacks on their leader.


Male Hill Dwarf Fighter 4

"You mistake yourself, stronzo. It is not the elf, but I who lead this band. A rapist, are you? Let us see how much you like being forcefully penetrated!"

Kelgan stands and loads his crossbow, aiming it at the elf.

Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

If none act faster:
Crossbow, FS, DA: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 2 = 241d8 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 6 = 15
Confirm: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 - 2 = 121d8 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 6 = 16

Using Grit to reroll confirm.
Reroll: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 2 = 24


Male Halfling Bard 4 (Minstrel)

"Wow! this guy is trying hard to convince us he's into females, but I'm not buying it."

Initiative 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

"How's that go I'd rather be dead than lie with a female, or I'd rather she be dead?...."


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Keak & co.: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Miralda: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15


Male Goblin Druid 4

Not Keak!!!!

Initiative 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

I see a lot of 15's in the Initiative count so far. I'll just go ahead and roll again in case we end up needing a tie-breaker.

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5


Male Mountain Dwarf Fighter/4 HP 52/42 (10 Temp) AC 26 FF 22 T 14 Fort +8 Ref +7 Will +4 Intuit +3 CMD 22 Init +3 (+5 Underground)

Jaegr sighs as more riders come. He wonders what is so important about this egg. He listens as Kelgan and the newcomers trade jabs but is tensed and ready for a fight.

Jaegr Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Jaegr moves up to fight as the mooks line up in front of their leader. He picks the middle one and makes an example out of him as he braces for the fight.

Power Attack with Crushing Blow in Stone Stance: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 10 - 2 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17
Temporary Hit Points: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 4) = 10


M Goblin Beer Snob 1/Freethinker 3

Jaegr's long fighting experience has taught him that standoffs like this one always end in only one way. Accordingly, he ignores the opening remarks and cuts directly to the chase, mowing down the lead bandit like chaff.

This sparks the general conflict; Kelgan fires his crossbow before the other guards can close ranks.

1d100 ⇒ 13

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