Shadowborn's Wounded Earth (Red Group) (Inactive)

Game Master Jeff Lee


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Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

Stilgar frowns, having forgotten that he was the only one who could see in the dark naturally. "My apologies, I overlook these things sometimes. I do not have my light spell prepared," he admits. Not wanting to spend the 10 minutes needed to prepare it, he turns to Gendo, "Would you mind lending me a torch?"


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Gendo turns to a large burly figure. He stands nearly six and a half feet tall, with blond hair so pale as to be nearly white, an ivory complexion, and eyes of an odd ice blue.

"Accompany them, Brother Glacier." The big man nods, grabbing up a lit lantern from the floor and silently falling in behind Magnus and Stilgar.

As Magnus hurries for the stairs with Stilgar close behind, Glacier takes the time to open the two side doors in the hall as he passes them, peering inside each in turn, and then continues to follow.

You descend the stairs--28 steps down--and find a hallway stretching to your right and left. Each extends about 20 feet before turning a corner, the left passage turning right, and the right passage turning left.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

"There is no telling where they might lead. Let's go left here - even if it does not join the other path up ahead, we can check it later."


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

"Agreed. Here, Brother Glacier. I suspect you could make better use of these than me for the moment."
Magnus hands the monk his staff and everburning torch from his pack before leading the group down the left hall.
"Save the expandable torches for when you need them"


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

The big man takes the torch and staff in one large hand, looking a bit puzzled as he holds the lantern in the other, but makes no comment.

Heading around the left passage, you find it goes a mere twenty feet before ending. There are three doors; one at the very end of the hall, with the others to its left and right.


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

"Shall we continue the left-ward tendency?" Magnus says, scanning each door. He sighs at the man carrying the dual light sources, and then approaches and blows out the lantern, letting the everburning torch continue its work. "I mean to conserve your supplies here, as they are quite limited. Understand?"


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

If Magnus does not sense anything, Stilgar will open the left door.


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Glacier shrugs, nods, and sets the now-extinguished lantern on the floor. As you approach the doors you note that the ones to either side are crafted of stone, with short bars that secure them from this side and simple pull rings to open them. The center door at the end of the hall is likewise stone, but banded with iron.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

Stilgar tilts his head slightly, intrigued by the craftsmanship of the doors. Gripping the ring of the left door tightly, he goes on and tries to give it a good pull.


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Stilgar realizes that the bar will have to be drawn back first, otherwise the door won't open. It sticks a bit, but after a good tug he slides it back from the holding. He gives a good pull and nearly loses his balance, as the door easily swings open. He realizes the door is likely dwarven crafted--like the ones in dwarven fortresses--and fitted on iron pegs at the top and bottom on one side, balanced to move easily, but significantly stronger than a door of wood. The door opens onto a long, narrow room that runs parallel with the hall, back the way you came. Inside are several rusted iron cells, four in all, empty but for a few tin plates and ceramic chamberpots.


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

"Curious. Do you think this cell would have belonged to the Monks in the past?" Magnus looks to Glacier, but doesn't expect much for an answer. He then moves to the next door and goes through the process of opening it.


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Glacier simply frowns and shakes his head, pointing to locks on the cell doors.

Unbarring the door to the right and opening it reveals a line of cells mirroring the ones on the left.


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

"And door number three?" Magnus says half to himself moving to the last door and working the mechanisms.


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

The iron-bound door opens onto a set of shallow steps that lead down into a perfectly spherical room, about twenty feet in diameter. Around the equator of the room, carved columns in the shape of staff-wielding women support the arches of the ceiling, which terminate at the apex in a sphere of stone that gives off a soft white light, illuminating the room. At the bottom of the curved floor sits an odd statue. It appears to be a nude man, his body old and grizzled, seated upon a stone. The detail is exquisite except for his feet, as it appears the statue was carved from the very rock of this room, but left unfinished, as the legs end in rough chunks of stone risen from the smooth curve of the floor. The statue sits hunched with its elbows on its knees, head cupped in its hands, possibly in an air of despondence, or simply lost in thought.


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

"Well you don't have to cast a spell to tell me that's a light spell in the ceiling. Anything else registering on the magic-meter Stilgar?" Magnus says cautiously approaching the statue in the centre of the room for a closer look. perception1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

Intrigued by the stonework in the room, Stilgar assesses the features in the room, making sure to use detect magic.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Stilgar:
There is a subtle, yet powerful aura of magic intertwined about the room and the statue at its center, but you're uncertain as to its type and its reason for being here.

Magnus, as you get close and peer at the statue, you marvel at its craftsmanship...right up until the eyelids flutter open, sending a drizzle of dirt and dust from their lashes to rain upon the floor. The two hard, glittering, agate like eyes gaze glassily for a long moment before coming into focus upon you.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

"There is powerful magic here at work here..." the cleric says in amazement, reminded of their first visit to the Grand Archive. "But I have no idea what it entails."


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

Magnus stands back startled by the statue's animation. He stands upright and backs up toward the exit without taking his eyes off of the statue. "Speak, statue, tell us what your purpose is here."


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

Initially confused by Magnus' words, Stilgar turns and rests his eyes on the statue. "Ah."


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Hmm. I posted last night, but it seems to have vanished. Ah well, let's try this again.

The figure turns in the direction of the gnome, dirt and dust lightly raining from its hair and beard with the movement. It's eyes are unfocused for a moment before fixing on Magnus. It opens its mouth to speak and as you watch it move you realize that this is not a statue, but a humanoid--though its skin does have a stony appearance--and its stillness gave the illusion of being a sculpture. When he speaks, his words are slow and careful, as of someone that has not used language in a long while.

"Statue...? No.... Purpose? I have no purpose here...I am a prisoner."

The prisoner.


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

Magnus turns to the monk. "Wait outside the door. Don't let anyone through. In or Out until I give the say so." Magnus speaks with an authority that he rarely uses. The tenor of his voice is crystal clear and less melodic than normal.

Magnus looks to Stilgar and then back to the prisoner. "For what crime were you imprisoned here? What are the terms of your sentence?"


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

"He was sent with us for a reason, Magnus. Gendo will want to hear about this," Stilgar chides sternly, shaking his head. Nodding to Brother Glacier, the cleric moves towards the door. "I will guard the door."


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

The figure reaches up to scratch at its weedy hair, sending more trickles of grit raining down. His eyes go unfocused again.

"Crime...? Crimes...against the Mother, yes. For this, the Mother imprisons me. She sustains me, but keeps me, yes."


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

Magnus mutters to himself "...not terribly specific, but I wouldn't be very coherent if I'd been here so long either." He regards the room for a moment, staring up at the light beam shining down on the man and on the surroundings. He looks outside to see that Glacier is gone to fetch the others. "Alright, we don't have long until he returns with more monks. I need you to answer me quickly and directly. What were your crimes, specifically, and what authority does the Mother have here? Is the Mother connected to Mimir? "


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

The strange man tilts his head and gives you a lopsided grin. "The Mother is one of the Eight. Her authority is over all children she holds to her bosom. Connected to Mimir? Not directly, no, but she is directly connected to me..." he says, his grin widening as he looks down at his encased feet.

At this point, Brother Glacier has gone nowhere. He is standing by listening to everything that is being said.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

"One of the Eight?" Stilgar murmurs to himself, thinking on whether the man might be talking about some kind of deity. Both intrigued about and wary of the prisoner, the cleric takes a single step toward him. "What is your name, prisoner? For how long have you been bound here?"

Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Stilgar:
What the man is speaking about is heresy according to the Church of Baal. A heretical belief claims that there are eight great deities, equal in power, of whom Baal is but one. The others are Mimir, Mitra (goddess of vengeance), Kurnan (the beast lord), Daena (goddess of the moon), Umbra (goddess of darkness), Ran (god of oceans), and Erda (the earth mother).

"My name...is..." he pauses, again seeming to look at nothing, or perhaps through you, "Terranus. Yes, my name is Terranus. I am a son of the Earth."


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

"You were imprisoned here for heresy?" Stilgar asks with a frown, looking the statuesque man up and down. Thinking on what he knew about the Eight, he draws his own conclusion. "For worshiping Erda, the Earth Mother?"


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

He shakes his head, another rain of dust set loose. "No...she is the Mother. This is not heresy, this is fact. I tried to help her...heal her, but...something went wrong. I made her angry... It's not so bad though, I am close to her...always."


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

"Another one like the Archive. Bound to an element, untouched by the passage of time, yet strangely content in their loneliness. " Magnus comments to no one in particular. He then sets down his bag, satisfied that Terranus is not a threat, and reaches into a side pouch and begins shuffling a deck of cards. "Would you like to play a game? We shall not be here long, but while we are, I would be happy to keep you company. Brother Glacier will go and gather the others to help protect you, if you like." As he says this, he gestures for Glacier to head out and get the others.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

"Be wary, Magnus. It is not him that might need protecting - he was sealed away here for a reason," Stilgar says with a frown, watching the prisoner with an intent gaze. "Terranus, what did you do to Erda? What made her angry?"


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

"I tried to help her...got it wrong somehow...she was angry..." He trails off, a look of confusion crossing his features. Then he seems to take note of Magnus' words and actions and smiles, showing wide teeth, bright like white onyx. He reaches out and pats Magnus's hand. "You are kind to..."

His voice cuts off as dangerous grinding noises grab your attention. The two statues flanking the door suddenly step out of the pillars they are carved from and move toward the three of you, brandishing their staves menacingly. The door suddenly swings shut with a loud boom, cutting you off from a surprised-looking Brother Glacier.

Initiative rolls and actions, please.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Stilgar whirls around, his eyes widening with surprise when he sees the perpetrators. As the door slams shut, the battle-ready cleric reaches for his belt, drawing his trusty warhammer. With his weapon in one hand, he then tries to use the other to perform the motions for a familiar spell.

Move: Draw mwk warhammer
Standard: Cast divine favor if it won't provoke. (+1 luck bonus to attack & damage rolls for 10 rounds.)


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15 initiative
Magnus looks to Terranus for an explanation. Is this a betrayal, or something else entirely? 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11sense motive In either case, Magnus will remain seated, grab his bag move action and cast levitate on himself. standard action
"I'm not much use against these, but I'll do what I can from out of reach" Magnus calls to Stilgar. "Tuboo will help too. We'll need all the help we can get. "


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Initiative order:

Stilgar 18
Magnus 15
Brother Glacier 14
Statues 12

Round 1:

Stilgar casts his spell to prepare for combat and grabs up his hammer. Meanwhile, Magnus grabs his bag and casts his spell, preparing to move out of combat range. You see no sign of Brother Glacier, though the solid stone and iron door would not buckle even if the large man hit it full force.

Terranus lets out a moan. "Mother's guardians! Oh, no...should not have touched...should not have touched." He ducks his head and covers it with his hands, cowering before the constructs.

The female statues move forward, brandishing their stone staves. Stilgar avoids the first's strike entirely, but the second moves in and clouts him solidly on the shoulder. 10 hp damage.


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

Magnus ascends straight up as far as he can, then launches the only offense spell he has prepared. He attempts to hurl a small bolt of electricity at the statues, praying to whatever gods that it will be effective. jolt touch attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19 "Terranus, call them off. Ask Erda for forgiveness. I'm sure you can do it."


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

hp 21/31

Grunting in pain, Stilgar attempts to return the favor with a heavy swing of his hammer.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 1 = 9


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Round 2

Stilgar swings his hammer at the the statue, connecting with its chest with a loud crash, feeling the shock of the impact through to his shoulder. Chips of stone fly and cracks appear across its surface, but the statue continues to attack.

Magnus rises up to the room's ceiling above, sending a blue spark of electricity down, which strikes a statue's stone surface with a loud snap but no apparent effect.

Terranus cowers, saying "I am sorry! Meant no harm! Not trying to escape! They were not trying to free me! Sorry!" However, if the statues take any notice, they ignore him.

With a groan and a brief shine of magic about its frame, the door swings open, giving a view of Brother Glacier straining mightily as he pries it back, yelling back up the hall for his brothers.

The statues continue their assault. As Stilgar brings up his shield and blocks a swing from one of them, the other swings low, bypassing the shield and bringing its staff down hard on his hip. 8 hp damage.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

hp 13

This time the cleric gasps out in pain, reeling from the solid blow to his side. Gritting his teeth, Stilgar changes to a more defensive stance, only idly swinging his hammer at the statue he attacked before.

Full-Round: Fight defensively (raises AC to 19)

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

"Terranus, It's alright. you didn't do anything wrong. Stilgar, these are too much for us, retreat out the door and I'll close it behind." Magnus reaches into his pack for a vial of acid to throw and waits for Stilgar to clear the area.


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Round 3

Stilgar is put on the defensive, his swing glancing off the damaged statue with no effect. Meanwhile Magnus rummages his pack and comes up with an acid flask.

Brother Glacier braces himself against the now open door.

"Hurry..." he grunts.

The stone staves of the guardians lash out, hammering down on Stilgar, but he manages to block each with his shield.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

Outmatched by the constructs, Stilgar follows Magnus' instruction and attempts to escape through the door.

Full Round: Withdraw from melee.


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

When Stilgar has fully withdrawn from the room, Magnus will shout out a quick instruction before casting a spell. "Go to the archive and find out how to release the curse. Hurry!" He will then cast close on the doorway, protecting his allies from any attempt by the statues to pursue.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

"Magnus, no!"


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

Magnus floats above the scene, waiting, planning.


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Magnus moves out the door, and as Brother Glacier loses his grip upon it, the door swings shut again, leaving Magnus within.

Magnus:
The statues remain below, flanking Terranus and staring up at you, out of reach.

Glacier looks at the door a moment, then back up the stairs. He makes a motion with his hand back whence you came and begins to move quickly, taking the stairs three at a time.


Male Dwarf Cleric of Baal 4

Recognizing the urgency of the situation, Stilgar pulls away from the door and hurries after Brother Glacier, moving as quickly as possible.

"His spell will not hold for long," he says unnecessarily, more to himself than to the monk.

The cleric does what he can to get to the Grand Archive posthaste.


Male Gnome
currently:
Hp 17/26 Send Sense 6/6 Eternal Hope 1/1 Mythic 5/5
Wizard (scryer) 4
stats:
AC 14/14/11 f/r/w 3/5/5
skills:
k(any)+7, Diplomacy, Linguistics, Perception, Stealth, Spellcraft +8

Shadowborn:
Magnus will call down to Terranus once the immediate threat ends. "I don't suppose you know how to get them to stop trying to kill us?"


Male Human(ish) Level 7 RPG Monkey

Stilgar:
You find yourself just reaching the entrance when you meet Glacier on his way back, with Gendo and two other monks in tow. You note that they have put braces of heavy wood in the doorway to keep the door from shutting, as you are the only one here at the moment with the power to open it again.

Magnus:
At your prompting, Terranus calms. His eyes close and for a moment he seems nothing more than a statue again. Then he opens his glittering eyes.

"'Erda bids you return to your posts,' is what the living guardians would say. Yes...that was it."

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