Skulls and Shackles Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master Tyranius

Disrespute / Infamy = 18/18
Plunder = 15/15

Maps:
Isle of Empty Eyes | Tactical Map |
Man's Promise | Man's Promise (Key) |

Loot List: Plunder List


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Sarrien:

Giant Frog CR 1

N Medium animal
Init +1; Senses low-light vision, scent; Perception +3

OFFENSE

Speed 30 ft., swim 30 ft.
Melee bite or tongue +3
Space 5 ft.; Reach 5 ft. (15 ft. with tongue)
Special Attacks pull (tongue, 5 feet), swallow whole (1d4 bludgeoning damage, AC 10, 1 hp), tongue

SPECIAL ABILITIES

Tongue (Ex)

A giant frog's tongue is a primary attack with reach equal to three times the frog's normal reach (15 feet for a Medium giant frog). A giant frog's tongue deals no damage on a hit, but can be used to grab. A giant frog does not gain the grappled condition while using its tongue in this manner.

Sarrien knows that these creatures are giant frogs and he knows everything there is to know about them as he begins to conjure up an image to which the eastern-most frog is terrified of and swims back under the surface of the water.

will save Left Frog: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18
will save Right Frog: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

Viviana grasps the vine and swings over to the other side.

Need an acrobatics check to see if you make it safely or not

Jack attempts to slash at the giant frogs tongue but is too entangled in it's tongue to effectively reach it.

Aishe steps back to inspire everyone as she expands her boarding pike to it's full length.

The remaining frog seems a bit perturbed by the image but not enough to run away as it advances on Jack to bite at him, but misses him as it's focus is on the advancing crocodile. Provoking AoO from Aishe

bite vs Jack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Sarrien
Viviana
Jack
Aishe-
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Monster (left)
Monster (Right)
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Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Aishe stabs at the frog as it advances on Jack, causing it to impale itself on the weapon.

AoO (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 1 = 24
Damage (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7

Her pike springs back to its normal size as she steps forward and thrusts it at the frog once more.

Attack (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 1 = 19
Damage (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7


Male Tiefling Witch 2 |HP 8/16 | AC 13; T13; FF10 | CMB +1; CMD 14 | Saves Fort +2, Ref +3, Will +3 | Initiative +5, Perception +4, Sense motive +3

Seeing one frog flee and the other disbelieve his illusion he let's the spell go and instead tries to get over and join the others.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

Attacking the remaining frog Jack slashes again with his favorite dagger.
attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 131d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5


Female Human Brawler (Steel-Breaker) 7
Stats:
HP 60/60, AC 17, Fort +6, Ref +6, Will +4, Init +3 Perc +13, Sense Motive +12

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Assuming it makes it, I'll 5 foot in and flurry

Flurry: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 171d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
Flurry Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 81d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

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Sarrien swings across the quicksand as Viviana steps in and slams her foot into the frogs throat with an audible THUD!! dropping the beast to sink into the murky waters once again.

Combat over


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

Brushing the slime from his clothes Jack sighs. At least the other one ran away. "Let´s continue. I already do not like that island"


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Aishe nods. "I agree - best we finish here and get back to the ship, even with our new Captain..."

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The group continues on the path to the south as a large tree looms into the path. A terrible stench fills the swamp here, a fetid odor of cheap perfume and rotting flesh. A huge tree stands in the middle of the clearing in the swamp, draped with some sort of huge tent. Lurid, painted faces cover both the tree trunk and the tent, and both are decorated with rotted humanoid body parts and carpets of squirming insects.


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Aishe moves forward, but cautiously. "Let's be careful - who knows what might be lurking inside." She proceeds to extend her pike and search the debris in and around the tent.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

Jack casts detect magic and turns around to check for any auras.
If they are attacked his first action will be to cast Bless.


Male Tiefling Witch 2 |HP 8/16 | AC 13; T13; FF10 | CMB +1; CMD 14 | Saves Fort +2, Ref +3, Will +3 | Initiative +5, Perception +4, Sense motive +3

Soz guys site wasn't letting me in.

"That looks nasty. I don't reckon anyone could have lived here in a long time." Hoping the rotting remains aren't who they are looking for Sarrien takes a better look at the insects buzzing around.
Nature: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Hoping it's not a swarm lol. at least I have some Alchy fire


Female Human Brawler (Steel-Breaker) 7
Stats:
HP 60/60, AC 17, Fort +6, Ref +6, Will +4, Init +3 Perc +13, Sense Motive +12

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

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Sarrien inspects the insects as botflies but not enough to create a swarm from what he can tell as Jack searches the area from any magical effects, detecting an a hint of magic from within the tent.

Aishe and Viviana round the tent and see three rotting remains, that look like experienced harlots occupying the tent. The three rotting remains jerk unnaturally as they react to the groups intrusion with an audible raspy hiss.

Initiative Rolls:

Viviana: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Sarrien: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Jack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Aishe: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Rotting Whores: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Aishe
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Rotting Whore monster
Rotting Whore monster
Rotting Whore monster
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Jack
Sarrien
Viviana


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Aishe responds to the whores' appearance in the only way she can...in song.

Not an action: 5' step E
Standard action: Begin singing (inspire courage, +1 to hit/damage, +1 to save vs. fear)

She will ready her weapon against the creatures' advance.

AoO (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 1 = 23
Damage (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 = 12

AoO (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 = 18
Damage (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

AoO (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 = 13
Damage (Boarding Pike of Repelling, Inspire Courage): 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

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Aishe, quickly reacting to the undead monstrosities steps forward, beginning her song of inspiration,extends her boarding pike against the first creature to enter he vicinity.

Aishe jams her pike into the first creature to round the tent's corner, slamming it into the creatures chest as the 2nd rounds the corner she swings the weapon around ripping part of it's chest out to slash at the second creature, slicng a long line across it's abdomen before it reaches her as her arc misses the western creature entirely as the smell of rotting flesh soon reaches her nostrils.

2 of the attacks of opportunity struck

The undead creatures rush forward as two of them snap their jaws at Aishe in response to the boarding pike injuring them. Both of their jaws miss their target with a snap in the air of teeth clashing together.

middle rotting whore bite vs Aishe: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
right rotting whore bite vs Aishe: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Jack
Sarrien
Viviana
Aishe -
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Rotting Whore monster (left)
Rotting Whore monster (middle)(-12 HP)
Rotting Whore monster (right)(-10 HP)
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Male Tiefling Witch 2 |HP 8/16 | AC 13; T13; FF10 | CMB +1; CMD 14 | Saves Fort +2, Ref +3, Will +3 | Initiative +5, Perception +4, Sense motive +3

Sarrien hated undead. Not only were they immune to his magics but they also smelt terrible. No abomination like that should exist. He didn't like it but they were surrounded. He had to help. Walking around their reach he came in to strike the middle whore.
Flanking Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Not a huge deal, but I did have Aishe take a 5' step east toward Jack just so that they wouldn't gang up on her...:-P

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Yes I will move first thing in the morning.

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Aishe-moved :). missed it as I was typing a response while friends were over.


Female Human Brawler (Steel-Breaker) 7
Stats:
HP 60/60, AC 17, Fort +6, Ref +6, Will +4, Init +3 Perc +13, Sense Motive +12

Viviana flurries the creature directly above, or below depending on how you look at it, with her fists.

Flurry: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 81d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
Flurry Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Add +1 if Jack chooses to use Bless, I'm not sure when exactly he moves, or if he does cast that.


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

"Besmara, bless your faithful to fight those....Whores"
Bless.


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Aishe drives her boarding pike into one of the abominations threatening Viviana.

Free action: Maintain bard song (6/9 rounds remaining)
Standard action: Attack middle whore
Attack (Boarding Pike, Inspire Courage, Bless): 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 24
Damage (Boarding Pike, Inspire Courage): 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 = 12

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Jack blesses the group as the undead scourge scramble forth while Sarrien places himself in a more opportune location as his blade slides into the creature causing it's eyes to roll back as it slumps against his weapon before falling to the soft earth.

Viviana swings wildly at the monster as her second fist connects with the abomination smashing in it's chest with a sickening crunch. as Aishe drives her boarding pike into the remaining creature dropping it in one precise shot.

Combat over


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

"Woa, no chance for a one liner here. We should take care those... things never raise again. Has anyone an axe or a decent blade?"


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Aishe nods her head in Sarrien's direction. "I don't, but he does." Leaving the others to...do whatever it is they want to do to the corpses, she will continue searching the ground in and around the tent.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

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Peering deeper within the tent Aishe finds hidden among the piles of revealing clothing is a potion f some sort within a flask depicting a crocodile, 3 very sharp oft-used daggers, one of which looks to be of Masterwork quality.

A small chest lies in the corner under a heap of clothes, which contains six flasks of alchemical fire, 2 barrels of very cheap perfume (25 gp ea), a wedding dress inlaid with pearls and a set of three tiny rubies (400 gp), a whalebone corset set with mother of pearl inlays (20 gp), a dozen silver hatpins set with tiny obsidians (5 gp ea), and a scattering of gems and gold pieces (306 gp, 97 sp).


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

Jack would smile and ask if he can have the daggers.

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Everyone still with me?


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Yeah, sorry - busy weekend.

Aishe pulls all of the items found out of the detritus and briefly admires them. "Well, that's quite the haul, if you ask me." She nods in response to Jack's request, then casts a spell and attempts to discern the purpose of the potion.

Cast detect magic
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

I suggest we divide the vials of alchemist's fire more or less evenly, in case we have to deal with swarms. Perhaps two each for Sarrien and Viviana, and one each for Jack and Aishe?


Female Human Brawler (Steel-Breaker) 7
Stats:
HP 60/60, AC 17, Fort +6, Ref +6, Will +4, Init +3 Perc +13, Sense Motive +12

Still here don't worry

Worth noting I already have one flask of AF if it aids you into the "splitting things evenly" thing.

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Aishe is unable to tell what the potion consists of but it has a soft warm glow to it within the flask.


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

With a smile Jack stashes the daggers and nods to aishe. "No luck? Well let us continue. There is a hut somewhere. Hut means someone with a mind. Maybe we get answers there."


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Okay, dividing up the flasks thusly: 2 each for Jack and Sarrien, one each for Viviana and Aishe.

Aishe nods to Jack, gathers up their loot, and begins to make her way in the direction of the hut, boarding pike in hand.

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The party makes it's way along the trail that soon curves west up the cliff's face. After a couple of hours of uneventful walking the group soon spots what Xavier had mentioned. A well-built timber stockade surrounding a small lodge within the jungle's clearing. The stockades gate is ajar and the walls are made of sharpened wooden stakes 7 feet high. Vines wrap and strangle a great tree that rises next to the lodge, blocking light from above. Beside it is a bubbling spring!

So basically a large stockade built around a smaller lodge building

Perception DC 10:
You notice that there is a weathered spyglass fixed upon the stockades wall.

Perception DC 15:
You recognize that the spyglass has been deliberately fixed in the location pointing directly south of this stockade.


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

perc: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
"This is very intersiting. It seems to point at somewhere!"


Female Human Brawler (Steel-Breaker) 7
Stats:
HP 60/60, AC 17, Fort +6, Ref +6, Will +4, Init +3 Perc +13, Sense Motive +12

HI

o.k works, just couldn't post

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Aishe points to the spring. "Finally, we can do what we were intended to do in the first place. Let's fill them quickly and get out of here..." Her voice trails off as she notices the fixed spyglass, and she wanders over and looks through it.

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Looking through the spyglass Aishe is able to see the coast on the far western edge of the island where a pair of the same squid-like goblinoid creatures are swimming in the waters near a cave entrance. These look to be the same creatures that attacked the boat right before it wrecked into the island.

Perception DC 20:
You notice that one of the creatures is wearing Sandara Quinn's Tricorne hat!


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Aishe cries out in surprise, "Those...things...took Sandara, maybe Conchobar, too! We have to try to find them, get them back."


Female Human Brawler (Steel-Breaker) 7
Stats:
HP 60/60, AC 17, Fort +6, Ref +6, Will +4, Init +3 Perc +13, Sense Motive +12

"What...where are they!? Viviana asks urgently.

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Map is updated with your locationa nd location of cave now.


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

"Let us finish this real quick, I doubt we will return, and then check the cave.
Taking the spyglas carefully Jack looks around weaving a divination spell to be sure nothing of value is left behind.
Detect magic

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Jack does not detect any magic right next to the small lake but he does sense a small tingle of magic coming from the small cabin building built on the west side of the stockade. The buildings door is ajar, creaking as the wind blows it slightly.


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

"There is some magic coming from the hut.... shall we investigate? It might be useful!"


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Aishe nods and approaches the building, pike ready.

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The party enters the building to find that it is a single chamber, crowded with a large amount of furniture, including a comfortable looking bed, a small writing desk, cooking gear, and several barrels o rotting food. The stench of the room is overpowering as flies swarm within the room, particularly around the hooded corpse hanging from a chain off of a beam in the middle of the room. A stool lies on the floor nearby where it looks as if it were kicked.


Male Human Inquisitor 9
Spoiler:
HP66/66 Ini+8 Sp30" Ac 18 T13 FF15 F8 R6 W8 Per+14 SM+17, Prof Sailor

Looking around Jack tries to find the origin of the magic.
Keeping Detect Magic up. Seeing the corpse he does a quick prayer for the departed.


Female Human (Varisian) Bard (Sea Singer) 9 [ HP 66/66 | AC 19/FF17/T12 | Fort +6, Ref +10, Will +8 | Init +8 | Perception +13 (+15 w/ familiar) ]

Aishe uses the tip of her pike to lift the fabric of the hood, or, failing that, to cut through it.

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Standing there for a few seconds Jack begins to realize that the magic seems to be emanating from somewhere on the hung body. Before he can react Aishe slides the tip of her boarding pike into the hood. As she slowly slides the hood off it reveals the sunken face of a man that looks as if he has been dead for a while as bugs crawl all over him and maggots slid in and out of holes in his skin. Pulling the mask off causes the body to sway ever so slightly as the chain holding him creaks and moans against the wooden beam in the ceiling.

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