PFS: Emerald Spire: Level 2--The Cellars (CORE) (Inactive)

Game Master R D

Garrett remains behind while Gesh checks the area for traps... and fails. "Oh my! That looked like it rather hurt, my tusked friend! Perhaps looking up occasionally would help." He says with a nod, looking completely earnest in his statement.

Kohi, you'd only be taking 3.5 pounds of stuff with Garrett's backpack. It's not much to you big folks, but when you're a little guy with a low strength... ugh... I cannot wait until I can afford a mithral shirt... 5 pounds for armor, yay!

No problem on making rolls for me ... it's impossible for me to know how many are appropriate, so you should feel free to roll those types in order to keep the scouting moving forward.

Desh drags himself out from under the debris. ”Ooooow.”

Wand of CLW, x2 charges: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (6, 5) + 2 = 13

After the healing, Desh works his still-sore shoulder as he puts away the wand. "Flyn, remind me to put Addington on our list."

Are you saying that Desh found ANOTHER trap on the chest itself? Or that Desh totally found the trap by way of setting it off?

If you had the opportunity, you would have discovered that the chest was trapped. The chest and the handle BOTH connect to the ceiling's release mechanism. Either one can trigger the collapse. But, the chest was crushed by the falling ceiling, so...

Stubbornly refusing to believe that this secret room held a trap and nothing else, Desh digs through the rubble looking for whatever might have been inside the chest.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Desh takes 20. The whole party takes 20. Alas, it was just an elaborate trap...

"Dumb," Desh mutters as he kicks a largish piece of rubble. Then, putting it out-of-mind (a simple task for a simple mind), he hikes his longspear and heads for the throne room's only remaining door ... checking it for traps before taking a peek through.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16; +1 vs traps
Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

I moved everyone on the map. If you want to shuffle your spot, feel free.

Whoops! I also forgot a secret door. More of the map has been revealed.

You also find yet another trapdoor in the floor.

Ah. Well, maybe this will go somewhere useful. I say we take the newly revealed secret door. I've moved everyone over there... feel free to use Desh's last rolls to deal with the new secret passage.

"Someone had too much time on their hands," growls the half-orc as they find yet another pair of hidden traps/doors.

Garrett grins as they find yet another trapdoor and secret door. "The fellow who built this place really enjoyed his trapdoors! I wonder if he ever forgot about them and fell through his own floor...? OH!" His eyes widen suddenly. "Now that would make for an excellent story!"

"I just wonder what the next level may hide. The first was so dark we could barely see. This is much better; at least you can see what's trying to kill you."

Wisps of decayed and sagging spider webs droop from the walls of this room, which appears to be empty except for the long-dead, dismembered corpse of a giant spider and a stout, freestanding wooden closet in the southwestern corner. The ceiling is covered with dusty spider webs bulging down from a grid of wooden beams and plaster fifteen feet above the floor. Faint moans and plaintive sobbing come from the closet.

(Using those rolls, you didn't actually see the trap in the middle of the floor. :-( But, I need to show you the room anyway!)

"Well, that's bound to be some hideous monster or undead thing imitating a sobbing child," says Cëanel. "Weapons out and all that."

"Yes, I agree. We should be wary, but we should also be merciful. If whatever is making those sounds is truly in need of help, let's not rush in and behead it."

Garrett unfurls his whip, ready to trip whatever is in the closet should it prove to be an enemy, still feeling rather weak from the spider poison. "What a horrible place... I love it! The stories that I will pen from these encounters..." He appears absolutely giddy! "Flyn, my good brother, would you do the honors?"

The moment the closet is touched, the voice ceases and the closet collapses, the heavy panels falling outward (the closet is held together only by loose wooden pegs). Then out rushes a fast zombie.

Who? 1d3 ⇒ 2

Slam at Kohi: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18, Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Fast Zombie: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (18) + 0 = 18
Cëanel: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Desh: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Flyndal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Garrett: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Kohinoor: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Kay, Desh, and Flyn are up!

Desh doesn't waste time on words, instead drawing his morningstar and letting it do the talking.

cold iron morningstar: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 - 1 = 15
damage: 1d8 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 3 = 8

Desh strikes true, the zombie is damaged.

Kay and Flyn are up!

Garrett jumps at the sudden appearance of the zombie, not quiet as prepared as he had thought! "Whoa!"

After the combat is over, Kay will recognize that the closet had magic mouth cast on it, obscuring/hiding the presence of the zombie.

Mwk Silver Morningstar, Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Damage 2h: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Flyn swings wildly at the animated corpse, cursing the thing's quick movements.

Kay is up!

Shortbow: 1d20 ⇒ 6
for: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Kay pulls out his bow, but is too worried about hitting Flynn to strike true.

The zombie continues to swing at the cleric: Slam: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6, Miss; Slam: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12, Miss

Garrett and Kohinoor are up!

From behind Desh, Garrett lashes out with his whip to try and trip up the zombie that seems to be suffering from an existential crisis. "You silly, fool! Don't you know zombies are supposed to be slow?"

Trip!: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Unfortunately, Garrett fails to trip the zombie.

Just for fun: The zombie looks at Garrett and says: "That's racist! Just because I'm a zombie doesn't mean I'm stupid! Wait. Did you mean slow as in mentally challenged or slow as in physically slow?"

Kohinoor is up!

Kohinoor holds her position, drawing her scimitar and whipping it across the creature.

Scimitar: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Damage?: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 (two-handing)

Kohinoor's attack misses. Just for fun: The zombie seems to take great offense at the attack as it interrupts his questions directed at Garrett: "Excuse me! I'm trying to have a conversation here!"

Cëanel, Desh, and Flyndal are up!

Desh is so thrown off his game that his attack is worthless.

morningstar: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 - 1 = 4
damage: 1d8 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 3 = 12

LOL! In response to the zombie. Garrett cracks his whip in response. "Physically slow! Though now you have me questioning whether I should mean both! HAH!"

A single tear runs down the zombie's cheek at Garrett's words. Flustered, he tries to come up with a pithy retort, but merely manages to blurt: "You're a mean, mean doo-doo head!"

Flyn is up!

Shortbow: 1d20 ⇒ 9
for: 1d6 ⇒ 3

"Are you all...are you all talking to the zombie?" Distracted, Kay misses again.

Garrett turns to look at Ceanel with a nonplussed expression. He then speaks slowly, as if he thought the elven wizard was daft. "Yes, we are." He then leans closer to Desh, covering one side of mouth as if trying to hide his lips from Ceanel and whispers rather loudly. "I thought elves were supposed to be intelligent!"

:D I love the light-heartedness of your games, Engleaktig!

Flyn swings: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Flyn hits: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Flyn says: "You talk too much!" as he knocks the zombie'sm jaw clean off!

The zombie looks at Flyn with surprise: "I thay, wath that completely nethethary?" and it attempts to slam Flyn:
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23, damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16m Miss!

The party is up, again!

Desh grimaces at the unlikely discussion as he continues to swing effectually at the wily opponent.

morningstar: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 - 1 = 12
damage: 1d8 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 3 = 7

Desh misses!

Flyndal, Garrett, Kay, and Kohinoor are up!

Kohinoor swings her scimitar up and into the zombie's chest, hoping to at least drive the wind from it and make it shut up. Her quick attack finished, she steps away from the abomination.

Scimitar: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Damage?: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Attack, 5-foot-step.

The zombie crumbles to the ground. Combat over.

Heal up if needed. Then we'll move on.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Kohinoor pulls out her wand, giving herself a quick tap where the zombie slammed into her. "Anyone else need some? If not, we should move on." She walks her way to the door to the west, stopping just before it. "Desh? Could you do your thing? Everything else in here seems trapped."

Desh nods, then continues his work. He gives the skeleton body, the broken closet it burst out of, and the room in general a sweep to find anything useful or valuable. Then he moves to the western door, going through his usual routine.

We didn't actually ID that floor trap, so unless Desh catches it in this sweep of the room (which I would have done regardless), it's likely he'd trigger it as he searches for items. :/

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13; +1 vs traps

If that turns up nothing, at the western door...
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23; +1 vs traps
Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Wand of CLW via Koh: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7    Perfect!

Flyndal kicks the corpse, looking over the fallen door. "Harumph. Someone’s got a sick sense of humor."

Since the party exercises extreme caution with regards to traps, I'll reveal the rest of the map. The only remaining areas are B3, B6, and B7.

Where to?

Let's do B3 into B6 first. What do you want me to roll? Desh will just be doing his usual scouting/trapfinding thing.

No rolls needed. You guys are being super cautious.

The walls and ceiling of this room are hidden behind a thick, gray-white forest of spider webs that blocks all vision beyond ten feet. Webs are everywhere, creating a maze of vertical sheets. Gray, furry dust clings to the sticky, white webs. The desiccated, shriveled corpse of a long-dead man hangs spread-eagle across one of these layers of webbing, and rusty swords, daggers, and axes hang securely from others.

Before you enter, you hear a faint, intermittent clinking sound, as if two small pieces of metal are striking each other softly.

Marching order into the room? Feel free to place yourselves.

Desh will open the door. I’d suggest we put Flyn up front followed by Garret/Kohi. I’ve moved everyone into that lineup, but feel free to move yourselves around as you’d prefer.

Desh makes sure the team knows about the sound. Then–when the group has signaled their readiness—he yanks the door open … fully expecting something horrible to hit him.

If nothing happens immediately, he'll lead the team quietly into the room ... eyes and ears on scanning for threats.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22; +1 vs traps
Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Kay casts Mount and hops up on his horse...quietly.

Garrett follows along, humming and planning on which adjectives to use for describing their adventures within the spider-haunted halls of the Emerald Spire! "...the priestess' furious fury... Furious fury? Ridiculous, no. Oh! Burning fury... No..." He sighs. "Oh! Righteous fury!"

The party enters the room to check it out. Turns out that the clinking noise is coming from coming from a web festooned with a scattering of copper coins. There is also a small pile of rubble on the floor.

Shaking his head, Desh steps further into the room, keepign his voice low. "Writing the next great Taldan novel, huh? Make sure to note Flyn's height ... he can be touchy about it."

Then he takes the time to give the room a closer inspection before leading the team to the northern room.

Perception (current room): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21; +1 vs traps

Perception (door to B7): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21; +1 vs traps
Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

O.o
What are the chances or rolling straight 21's on 2 different skills?

1 in 8000. :-)

Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

Desh notices a moon spider hiding in the webs. He's jingling the coins to get your attention, hoping to remain hidden while you investigate. You see him. He sees you seeing him. It's on!

Initiative order: Spider, party
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Tethered Web: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Who: 1d5 ⇒ 1

The spider entangles Kay with a web. Having fought these things before, you're all pretty sure that he intends to pull key up to the ceiling with him.
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The party is up!

Kay, the DC to burst from or escape out of the web is 19.