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Palace of the Vampire Queen

Game Master Terquem

On the Dwarven Island of Karrita Morianna the daughter of the King has been taken by an undead horde, and her whereabouts are unknown. | Level 1 | Level 2 | Level 3 | Current Map


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HP 37/37, AC 18/21, CMD 13, Fort +5, Ref +10, Will +6, Init +5, Per +8, Charmed Life 3/3, Panache 2/2

Hal's eyes narrow. He was too cynical to even be surprised at what he saw. "Gotta be some kinda trap."


M Dwarf Rogue 5, Init 5(7), P10(12traps), HP 35/35, AC 15(16), 13 T, 10 FF, Save F: 3(5 pos/sp), R: 7, W: 3

Rownig frowns at Miagnik and Hal for pushing on by, "Go ahead touch it...see if there's a boom." He grumbles, "If ya'll slow down a bit, I'll take a look otherwise, let me clear the room 'fore ya go settin' off traps."

traps: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

Disable device if necessary: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

He is obviously disturbed by those rushing forward.


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male

Day 8, turn 125, approximate time of day 8:40 pm

He stares down at the flagstones of the floor, moving one foot carefully to the next stone, testing its resistance, and then the other foot, all the while his eyes move from the floor to the ceiling, to the walls, and back to the floor. Rownig moves with caution, and a keen eye toward the chest. The sight of all the money takes his breath away, and for a moment he forgets about what he is being careful about and almost reaches forward.

But, not Rownig. It’s happened too many times, not just to him, but to others he’s known. Slow and steady wins the race, that’s a rule he will never overlook.

Leaning close, but not to close, he examines the chest, and the platform it rests upon. There are no scuffs, no scratches, no gouges to indicate anything here moves unexpectedly. There are no traces of blood, no smears of dried poison or dust from explosive gases. Moments pass by in the quiet, and finally Rownig is convinced there are no traps, the chest is real.

The money is real.

Damage Tracker:

Hallister – has 7 damage
Maelodakh – has 6 damage
Moralane – has 3 damage
Stephanie – has -2 dex penalty

Poison countdown clock:

Atharessa and Stephanie need to make Fortitude Saves, DC 12, or suffer paralysis for 1 hour, and d2 Dex loss: Day 8, turn 116, and then again DC 10, Day 9 turn 117 for the same effect.


M Dwarf Rogue 5, Init 5(7), P10(12traps), HP 35/35, AC 15(16), 13 T, 10 FF, Save F: 3(5 pos/sp), R: 7, W: 3

"Lotsa good th's can do..." His voice trails off.


HP 37/37, AC 18/21, CMD 13, Fort +5, Ref +10, Will +6, Init +5, Per +8, Charmed Life 3/3, Panache 2/2

"No magic? Curses? How old are th' coins?" Hal wasn't buying this as good fortune just yet.


male

If Hall examines a few coins, he will see that most of them have been minted in the past ten years, and only a very, very few are found to be older than that, and even then by only a few years


M Dwarf Rogue 5, Init 5(7), P10(12traps), HP 35/35, AC 15(16), 13 T, 10 FF, Save F: 3(5 pos/sp), R: 7, W: 3

"Seems a shame t'just leave it." Normally the rogue has been quite nonchalant with treasure, not really interested and certainly not tempted by the allure, but this is a bit different - a chest of coins. [b}'some one wanna do some magic on it,"[/b] pointing tot he chest, "see if there's magic involved here?"


M Dwarf Cleric 5, AC 18, T 10, FF 18, HP 41/41, I 0, P 4, F 5, R 2, W 8; +2 vs. fear, +2 vs. poison, spells, and SLA

With Rownig's suggestion Windel will step forth and cast detect magic and concentrate on the chest and loot inside it.


male

There are no magic auras on the chest or its contents


HP 37/37, AC 18/21, CMD 13, Fort +5, Ref +10, Will +6, Init +5, Per +8, Charmed Life 3/3, Panache 2/2

"An' nothin's gonna happen if we pick it up and move it back to the Ghost King's chamber?"


M Dwarf Rogue 5, Init 5(7), P10(12traps), HP 35/35, AC 15(16), 13 T, 10 FF, Save F: 3(5 pos/sp), R: 7, W: 3

"Seems safe 'nough to pick up but I don't think the Ghost King will 'prreciate us tomb robbin'"


Female Goblin Barbarian 5; HP 58/58/ 68/68; AC 19 T 15 FF 15; Fort +6; Ref +5; Will +1/+3; Init +6; Per +10; CMB +6; CMD 20; Spd 40 ft.

"B-but what is in the purple sack?" the goblin princess blurts out, obviously attracted to anything bearing such a royal hue… She peers at the lumpy form, attempting to see if a snake or pendant, charm or trap lies within...

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13


Female Gnome (Dwarf/goblin half blood) Wizard/5, HP 26/26 (2 NL), AC 12 (T-12, FF-11), Fort +0 Ref +4 Will +4 ---- Init. +6, Perc. +2

Stephanie stands on tip toes to see past the various allies blocking her way to the new attraction. She such in a shocked breath and sets her heels back down wanting to avoid the urge to shove.
"That is quite a lot of gold to just be left lying around. The question I have would be why is it here? Its much newer than most of the things in the tomb, all of the coins were minted in the last few decades. Additionally much of that coinage appears to be of dwarven mint. I think this might be a cache of coins brought here by Omara to serve as payment for any of her living allies. Perhaps it would be better purposed in our hands?"
The gnome asks with a small inflection of pleading, doing her best to silence all the tiny nagging doubts about her assumption. It's so much money after all. We could use that to buy enough help to get this done once and for all. And for some, other things The gnome glances back to Moralane and considers what she might be able to do with a share of such bounty.

With so little attention being paid to him Whiskey barrel gives the owls equivalent of a shrug and flies up the the edge of the chest.
Landing on the edge, whisky inspects the strange coins.
"This is a great deal of value for you non-winged creatures yes? Why can't it be something useful like mice."
perception: 1d20 - 1 + 1 + 3 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) - 1 + 1 + 3 + 4 + 2 = 10 HA! well never mind then.
Whiskey in his owls 'wisdom' finds nothing concerning
Inspecting the box and hooting in satisfaction whiskey settles on the purple pouch.
"That looks like it might have a mouse in it."
With a short hop from the edge of the box the owl seizes the bag in its talons and flaps to gain some lift so he might take it to an out of the way corner and eat any of the mouse flavored pieces bits.
"This is mine now"
Stephanie, gobsmacked, stands and watches as her familiar attempts to fly off with a portion of the loot.
"No whisky that doesn't have a mouse in it." Stephanie says looking to the bird still in the midst of flying off. That might have been said too late
"Why is it my constant companion suddenly becomes so willful? he didn't try to run away with unidentified purple pouches before this." Stephaine murmurs to the air, exasperated at her birds antics.
"Should have gotten the Fox.."


M Dwarf Rogue 5, Init 5(7), P10(12traps), HP 35/35, AC 15(16), 13 T, 10 FF, Save F: 3(5 pos/sp), R: 7, W: 3

Rownig tries to appraise the value of the coins or discern anything additional information. He has not touched the purple sack yet when suddenly Wiskey Barrel lands on the chest hooting and then snatches up the purple bag.

appraise: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27


HP 37/37, AC 18/21, CMD 13, Fort +5, Ref +10, Will +6, Init +5, Per +8, Charmed Life 3/3, Panache 2/2

Hal waited to see if the bird turned inside out or started speaking in tongues.


Female Gnome (Dwarf/goblin half blood) Wizard/5, HP 26/26 (2 NL), AC 12 (T-12, FF-11), Fort +0 Ref +4 Will +4 ---- Init. +6, Perc. +2

If none prevent the bird from doing so Whiskey barrel flies to an available alcove near the ceiling and uses his surprisingly dexterous talons to open the bag removing anything food like. Anything else he tosses like the refuse he considers it to be.


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Male Goblin Sorcerer (Draconic) lvl.5, (Hp. 27/27, Ac.20, Touch. Ac. 15, Flat Footed Ac. 17, Fort. +1, Refl. +4, Will. +5, Perception +7)
Active Spells:
Mage Armor 4 hours,

When Miagnik's eyes fell onto the chest's contents, his jaw dropped while his heart stopped.

G... Gold!

While the others questioned about whether it was right, wrong, or even safe to take the treasure, Miagnik was too busy imagining how wonderful life would be like with it.

The envious stares he would receive from those who doubted him and shunned him out of his district. The wondrous clothes and other things he could have. Servants at his beck and call. A house of his own, filled with finery and decadent foods he had seen but never been able to afford. Maybe even a throne, with a gold crown on his head... laughing all the while.
In his mind he was doing back flips, while at the same time he was actually looking very dazed and laughing very lightly.

"Heh. Heh heh ha.

He watched as Whiskey Barrel came up to the chest and tried to leave with the purple bag. In his mind; An enormous owl suddenly burst through the shuttered window up above, screeching as it did. It flew down at Miagnik and managed to snatch his crown off his head and knock him and his throne to the ground as his servants panicked and scattered in all directions.

"No, that's mine!

Snapping back to reality, Miagnik rushed forward and jumped at the owl attempting to wrench the bag from its claws, before opening the bag to see what was in it.

Steal: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19


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Female Gnome (Dwarf/goblin half blood) Wizard/5, HP 26/26 (2 NL), AC 12 (T-12, FF-11), Fort +0 Ref +4 Will +4 ---- Init. +6, Perc. +2

Oh that made me laugh quite a bit. and so our goblin sorcerer has gained a nemesis. A vindictive owl.

in the real world everyone is treated to the sight of an owl and a goblin fighting over a fancy bag.
"No the mouse is mine!
As whiskeys CMB is 10(boosted by the normal owls 9 due to gaining Stephanie's BAB that is a definite success. And now Whiskey is going to return fire.
Bird style Steal!: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
It is unfortunately a failure of bird kind as the clever goblin uses his cursed dexterous thumbs to cheat in this contest and move quicker than he of avian ability can.
"When you are asleep I am going to poop in your nostrils.
The owl states in irritation already sizing up said orifices for future use.
Stephaine on the other hand blushes before glaring at her long time animal friend.
" Whiskey! leave Miagnik alone and come over here right now!" the faux-princess snaps as she glares daggers at the over eager bird. "There isn't even a mouse in there and I'm sure that if there was Miagnik would share!" the gnome stops short as she realizes what her words implied, blushing she looks at the goblin. "Not that I think you'd eat questionable mice from a bag. Any mouse for that matter."

With a final glare of irritation Whiskey flies over to his mistresses side. "Just you wait grounder. You and your darn Thumbs."


male

I'm working on a bigger post, but for now, Miagnik can delight in the fact that when he opens the bag he snatched from the owl, he will find three diamonds, each worth 1,000 gold pieces


Male Goblin Sorcerer (Draconic) lvl.5, (Hp. 27/27, Ac.20, Touch. Ac. 15, Flat Footed Ac. 17, Fort. +1, Refl. +4, Will. +5, Perception +7)
Active Spells:
Mage Armor 4 hours,

Miagnik had never seen diamonds up close before. He thought he may have seen them once on a necklace of one of the most well to do Dwarven merchant wives in town. The multifaceted gems caught his reflection and shined wonderfully. Speaking to him of wonders not yet realized.

"Diamonds. Gold and diamonds. Could this get any better?"

His grin was from ear to ear when he looked at Stephanie.

"Me, eat mice from a bag? Ha. Not again, I tried it once. Even cooked it was a bad idea." He blanched just a little at the memory. Then, when he saw Stephanie's, look he continued.
"I mean, it's not like it was my idea or anything. It was all I had at the time. The baker had the rats and asked me to get rid of them, so I did. It wasn't my fault he let the rats get into his flours and spices. At the time; I didn't know they would explode!" He stopped and looked at his reflection again in the diamonds. His expression had darkened somewhat and his tone became indignant. Without seeming to realize it, he slipped back into his native tongue.

Goblin:
"But then what happens? I bring all the charred rats out to him, and instead of being thanked, he yells and attacks me with a rolling pin! It's not like I burned down his shop. He must've had friends because before I knew it, I was being chased by over a dozen Dwarves... I remember throwing most of the rats at them. It was funny cause every time I hit one of them, they yelled like it was a dagger hitting them. Eventually they all managed to chas me out of town, threatening beatings if I returned. That night I had no coin, or actual food so I tried rat for the first time."

He shook his head and obviously came back to the present. His grin returning.
"Anyway, that was the third time I had to leave a town. But it doesn't matter now. I won't be eating like that ever again."

"You were right, Mae. Those skeletons really were guarding something valuable." He looked at the rest of the group. "So what should we do with all of this treasure?"


Female Goblin Barbarian 5; HP 58/58/ 68/68; AC 19 T 15 FF 15; Fort +6; Ref +5; Will +1/+3; Init +6; Per +10; CMB +6; CMD 20; Spd 40 ft.

Maee watches Miagnik and the bird with undisguised glee. Better than a circus troupe! Her joy turns to instantaneous boredom as the pouch's contents are revealed to be entirely mundane.

"Gold. Silver. Copper. Diamonds. Nothing at all of interest." Mae mutters. "Yess, Miagnik. Shiny!" she manages without much conviction.

The royal gobliness looks at her companions.

"I guess with this lode we could go back to the town after all and buy some decent stuff?"


male

Day 8, turn 125, approximate time of day 8:40 pm

My post got eaten over the weekend, I didn’t save it in word, doh!

Miagnik cannot believe his eyes. The small purple bag holds three small diamonds, two tear drop shaped, and one square cut, each is no bigger than a copper piece, but the color and cut are nearly flawless

Basic Intelligence Ability Check, DC 18:
these stones show the faintest of lines, traces of gold, that would tell a keen eye that they were at one time mounted in a piece of jewelry

The stones, rare on this island, would be worth a nobleman’s fortune

Hallister and Rownig should roll Perception Checks and add their Stone Cunning ability, if they decide to have a look around the room

Atharessa looks at the coins in the chest, and then gives a pleading look to Moralane

* NOTE: in this altered economy, these diamonds would qualify for the Raise Dead spell component requirement


HP 37/37, AC 18/21, CMD 13, Fort +5, Ref +10, Will +6, Init +5, Per +8, Charmed Life 3/3, Panache 2/2

Still not convinced this isn't a trap of some kind, Hal looks around the room.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 2 = 27


Male Goblin Sorcerer (Draconic) lvl.5, (Hp. 27/27, Ac.20, Touch. Ac. 15, Flat Footed Ac. 17, Fort. +1, Refl. +4, Will. +5, Perception +7)
Active Spells:
Mage Armor 4 hours,

He looked back at the diamonds in his hands.

Intelligence: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

"Diamonds... huh? It looks like there's some gold lines on them. Hmm. Regardless, we are so very rich now. Are we still going down?"


M Dwarf Rogue 5, Init 5(7), P10(12traps), HP 35/35, AC 15(16), 13 T, 10 FF, Save F: 3(5 pos/sp), R: 7, W: 3

intelligence check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Rownig looks a the stones but shakes his head, "purty and valuable is all I can say."

The rogue then begins to explore the room,

perception, sc: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 10 + 2 = 20


Female Gnome (Dwarf/goblin half blood) Wizard/5, HP 26/26 (2 NL), AC 12 (T-12, FF-11), Fort +0 Ref +4 Will +4 ---- Init. +6, Perc. +2

Stephanie quirks a brow at Miagnik's words. "That sounds like it could be important, though I can't for the life of me think why."
Int check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
But any greater implications pass over her head as she begins swiftly calculating the price such things could bring. Books, all the books in the entire kingdom. a kingdom MADE OF BOOKS!
"I can be the print block princess. Czar of scrolls. Queen of quills. So many books" the female states in a whisper to herself.
focusing back on the group Stephanie nos to her sister Well only half but.. its what I think that counts. I hope/
"Yes Mae, we could likely purchase some useful things with that much money. Well if we could find someone to barter such extravagant gems with that is. Finding a buyer would be a serious venture all in itself."

Whiskey barrel on the other hand stands on a convenient perch and glares at the green skinned mage in front of him.
"Darn grounder used his thumb magic to turn all my tasty meices into useless shiny rocks. Say all the lies you want grounder I know you can't resist the delectable taste of mouse flesh. Telling lies to throw the rest of the grounders off the trail of such treats...
Whiskey mutters to himself as he plots feathered vengeance.


male

Day 8, turn 125, approximate time of day 8:40 pm

Hallister walks clockwise around the chest, taking in the dimensions and stonework of the chamber, while Rownig walks counterclockwise.

When the two meet along the western wall, they both, at the same time, notice another peculiar abnormality in the wall, and at the same time they look at each other and say

Another secret door.

this door is located five feet from the north wall along the western wall, it is concealed to look like the wall, but by now both of the dwarves are getting accustomed to spotting the inconsistencies


M Dwarf Rogue 5, Init 5(7), P10(12traps), HP 35/35, AC 15(16), 13 T, 10 FF, Save F: 3(5 pos/sp), R: 7, W: 3

"Y'see it." A simple comment between dwarfs. He then starts to look for the traps, traps: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

DD if necessary: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14


Male Goblin Sorcerer (Draconic) lvl.5, (Hp. 27/27, Ac.20, Touch. Ac. 15, Flat Footed Ac. 17, Fort. +1, Refl. +4, Will. +5, Perception +7)
Active Spells:
Mage Armor 4 hours,

He stopped talking then, no one seemed to be paying overly much attention to him at the moment. But he didn't mind, he held up the diamond in his hand and peered at the group through its many facets. Multiple images of Stephanie and Maelodakh, Hallister, Windel, and then his gaze hit Atharessa and Moralane...

No one seems to be paying them too much mind...

He stopped and looked at both of them. His head tilted a little when it occurred to him that he hadn't actually bothered to learn much about those two. They had been there the entire time of course, fighting side by side with the rest of the group. One had formed quite an attachment to Stephanie, the other had stoically stood with them.

But what about their motivations?

He studied them through the gem in his hand. Spinning their images around in a kaleidoscopic fashion. He threw the diamond up into the air before catching it and making his way over to those two.

"You know, I've been fighting and exploring this tomb with you two for several days now. But I don't really know very much about either of you. Why are you here?"


HP 37/37, AC 18/21, CMD 13, Fort +5, Ref +10, Will +6, Init +5, Per +8, Charmed Life 3/3, Panache 2/2

Hal backs up to let Rowing work, his axe resting lightly in his hand.

"Stow the talk until we find out if this door is clear." Hal said a little roughly. "Ready up, just in case."


M Dwarf Cleric 5, AC 18, T 10, FF 18, HP 41/41, I 0, P 4, F 5, R 2, W 8; +2 vs. fear, +2 vs. poison, spells, and SLA

Windel widens his stance and is 15 feet from the doorway but off to one side in order to avoid being a direct target. His Axe in his hand. Sweet Kreescandiq do you sense any nasty spiders in there? Subconsciously his left hand caresses the haft of the weapon, "Ready!"


male

Day 8, approximate time of day 8:40 pm(turn 125)

Atharessa turns to Miagnik and smiles, and is about to open her mouth and answer his question when Hall barks out an order for everyone to be on their toes, she leans over to the Goblin sorcerer and whispers


Female Dwarf Bard / 4 | Init +0; P -1 | HP 29/29 | AC 14, T 10, FF 14 | F +2, R +4, W +3 | CMD 15

I’ll tell you all about it later, thanks for asking, but grumpy pants over there is always watching


Female Dwarf Ranger/4 | Init +2, P +0 | HP 25/36 | AC 19, T 13, FF 16 | F+5, R+7, W+1 | CMD 18

Moralane hears Atharessa’s comment and adds a whisper of her own
He is not grumpy, he is serious, and because he is serious all of us are still alive, I wouldn’t forget that if I were you.


male

Rownig thoroughly examines the secret door and cannot find any locks or signs of any traps. He only needs to push in and to the left to make the door open.

I’ve updated the map to show Rownig in front of the second secret door


M Dwarf Rogue 5, Init 5(7), P10(12traps), HP 35/35, AC 15(16), 13 T, 10 FF, Save F: 3(5 pos/sp), R: 7, W: 3

Rownig glances over his shoulder to Hal and gives a quick nod. He takes a deep steady breath then pushes the door open, with handaxes in hand.


Male Goblin Sorcerer (Draconic) lvl.5, (Hp. 27/27, Ac.20, Touch. Ac. 15, Flat Footed Ac. 17, Fort. +1, Refl. +4, Will. +5, Perception +7)
Active Spells:
Mage Armor 4 hours,

Miagnik just nodded at Hal's gruff interruption and the two's response.

"Later then." He said then turned to face the room beyond. It wasn't much but he had at least learned a little more about their personalities.

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