Shadowwalker's Eberron 3.5 Shackled City AP
Game Master Abel JUan Guzman

Assuming they fall down

"Well done Daxur. Immediate results without lethal force necessary. Nearly silent."

Engineer continues his slow pace, covering the thugs with his crossbow.

"You are quite the formidable ally, Daxur the Scholar-Wizard."

Move 20' in, readying to fire if any thugs get up/stay up/become hostile.

1d20+2 attack, if needed. 1d8 damage.

you notice that the three thugs lay still and steady breathing

Engineer will approach cautiously with his weapon leveled.

"Injured Citizen. Can you walk on your own?"

Keeping the slow and steady pace, Engineer will progress to where the melee was occurring.

I know others should be going before him, but just picture the T-800 walking deliberately with his lever action shotgun leveled.

aaawwww I think soooo he tries to get to fall in agonizing pain

Daxur's chest swells in obvious pride at #3's praise. "Thank you Engineer!" he says , beaming up at the metal man. To the others "Quick, the spell may wear off, let us bind these brigands and present them to the guard... Hopefully, one of you has some rope ?"

Of course, I roll god-initiative & then my day explodes on me. sigh...

"Goodman! For your own well-being, please do not attempt to move until we have assessed your condition."

untrained Heal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22, to diagnose the victim.

Of course, I roll god-initiative & then my day explodes on me. sigh...

"Goodman! For your own well-being, please do not attempt to move until we have assessed your condition."

[dice=untrained Heal]1d20 + 3, to diagnose the victim.

as you begin to examine the victim, you notice knife slashes on his chest and a few bruises a couple wounds that bleed stopped after applying some light presssure

everyone spot checks

Agh! You've found Beauregard's weakness! Disregarding the whole small-sized weapons & movement bit...
untrained Spot: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

Spot 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Lumen smiles as the men fall to the ground giving Daxur a nod of respect. As Beauregard inspects the victim's condition, she keeps herself alert for any hidden attackers.

spot 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

"well done, Daxur". Zevon continues towards the victim and looks around to see if other thugs are hidden.

(my first nat 20 in this game!)

Still beaming from the encouraging words of his companions, Daxur also approaches the "crime" scene , keeping lookout for any other thugs to the fore and behind

spot 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

DM remember Daxur has darkvision (60ft)

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 Spot

"You guys, should we really be getting involved?" Korihor watches from the mouth of the alley nervously.

[B]"An eminently successful ambush, with no witnesses or bo dies, leaves us in the clear. I believe these thugs and their victim may provide some valuable insight into the criminal society in Cauldron."[b]

Daxur stands over one of the unconsious thugs, nudging him with his boot
"We really should tie up these chaps... does anyone have some rope? Engineer ?"

Pulling out several hundred feet of rope, "Yes, I believe this should suffice. I confess, I am not extraordinarily skilled with such materials."

Don't worry, Engineer, I'll take care of it. If you wouldn't mind, sit them up and I'll truss them up together. As Engineer hold the thugs upright, Daxur will bind their hands individually, but with the same length of rope they will be attached.

Everyone except #3, notices a figure hunched down on a warehouse roof across Magma ave. watching the events in the alley your in

Don't worry, Engineer, I'll take care of it. If you wouldn't mind, sit them up and I'll truss them up together. As Engineer hold the thugs upright, Daxur will bind their hands individually, but with the same length of rope they will be attached.

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"No witnesses?" Korihor points at the figure on the roof.

a woman's voice calls to all of youYou cant send a message to the Temple of the host if you stop it! So keep out of the Last Laughs way and tell the clerics of the Host the orphanage is off limits! And if you are smart keep to your affairs!

Don't worry, Engineer, I'll take care of it. If you wouldn't mind, sit them up and I'll truss them up together. As Engineer hold the thugs upright, Daxur will bind their hands individually, but with the same length of rope they will be attached.

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I'm assuming that the woman leaves after her speech?

I'm assuming that the woman leaves after her speech?

Daxur, with your dark vision the woman pulls out a wand, and waves it.

everyone notices the figure on the roof being to move

Kn:l: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12, to recognize relevance of 'Last Laugh'. Is it a holy symbol for the Sovereign Host, such as a cleric or worshiper might carry? Do I recognize the writing? It just occurred to me I haven't picked languages known for Beauregard, he's got to have at least four more known...

At the woman's words Beauregard straightens & his gaze attempts to track their source. "Are street bravos claiming responsibility for the care, upbringing & shelter of children now? It seems to me not a terribly lucrative proposition."

"Daxur, can you see what she's doing?"

Funny but same with me

Frowning into the darkness, Daxur's eyes widen "Caution, friends. She has a wand in-hand!" Daxur says, pulling his crossbow up into a ready position.

Zevon was ready to help Daxur and Engineer in case the thugs would cause problems during the tieing-up, when he noticed the figure on the rooftop.
He quickly moves closer to the nearby wall, trying to find some small cover, while he changes his weapon for his bow.

is the figure moving towards us or away from us, or is it an aggressive gesture?

Listen = 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

what about the LAst Laugh reference: kn (local) = 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Listen = 1d20+1

How close is the roof she's on?

How close is the roof she's on?

its 30ft from the alley opening from magma ave.

As soon as the woman starts talking, Korihor whispers loud enough for her companions to hear, "Shall I blast her, then?"

As Korihor asks her question, Lumen is already in motion, her hand snapping up as she barks an arcane syllable, a burst of light erupting before the woman's face, illuminating the rooftop for a brief second.

Cast flare DC 14 or Dazzled for 1 minute

"She's all yours!"

1d20+4=(2)+4=6 fort. dazzled for 1 min. [ takes -1 on attack roll,spot ck,and searchjcks]

as a flash of light erupts in the face of the woman on the roof, my eyes damn you people, you will pay for this! you all notice her painted jester face like the three thugs you captured

what about the LAst Laugh reference: kn (local) = 1d20+5

** spoiler omitted **

Zevon was ready to help Daxur and Engineer in case the thugs would cause problems during the tieing-up, when he noticed the figure on the rooftop.

He quickly moves closer to the nearby wall, trying to find some small cover, while he changes his weapon for his bow.

is the figure moving towards us or away from us, or is it an aggressive gesture?

the woman is trying to leave the area

Korihor whispers, and squinting in pain, a bolt of light pulses down her arm, and flashes in her palm. The womans chest flashes on the same instant.

At the sight of the jester-face, Zevon softly curses and fires an arrow at the figure on the roof.

Zevon than hurries to Magma Av to see where the jester-figure runs to and if possible, to try to intercept her. He keeps his bow ready.

"Perhaps I spoke too hastily regarding witnesses. This should slow her down, at least."

Manifest Entangling Ectoplasm, DC 15 reflex or be entangled.

Seeing the other firing upon the shadowy figure, Daxur shrugs, spares a glance at the captives, then sights along his crossbow at the woman.

light Crossbow 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
damage 1d6 ⇒ 3

Drat! The rain got in my eyes

A blast of engery hits the woman dead in her chest, as an arrow burys it self in her gut causing her to misstep and fall ( 2d6 fall damage= 9 pts dam.) Upon hit barrels in the alley plasmic goo surronds her [ 1d20+6=(8)+6=14] preventing movment. and thung of a crossbow sounds ,its bolt impales the alley. damn you,you will pay for this!

"You're not in the best situation to be making threats, my dear" Daxur calls out the bound woman. Looking up at Engineer "Most impressive, Engineer " squinting at the wriggling woman " is that ectoplasm? facinating...most facinating.. but I digress. May I cut your rope, Engineer? So I can take a length and replace your psi-bonds with those with more material substance?"

"You're not in the best situation to be making threats, my dear" Daxur calls out the bound woman. Looking up at Engineer "Most impressive, Engineer " squinting at the wriggling woman " is that ectoplasm? facinating...most facinating.. but I digress. May I cut your rope, Engineer? So I can take a length and replace your psi-bonds with those with more material substance?"

once you tie up the woman what elseare you going to do? you also see the face paint of the jester begin to run,and she spits blood at you