Thirst - A Ravenloft PbP

Game Master Celestial Healer

Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Know (religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Wights, they are stronger in their own chapel. Watch for their touch, it is able to drain your life force if my memory serves."

K(r): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Init: 1d20 ⇒ 3
Meets, so that's a negative level

Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Know (Religion): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

"Well I suppose it is a necropolis...." Tybalt sighs softly. "I'm not sure how many undying taunts I've left in me - make no bones about it."

knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Res swings away from the wight's blow before it can connect. "Andrezj is right. Those wights are stronger in here, let's try to draw them out into the hallway."

initative: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Eliva init: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Angalia init: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
should I roll for Anqua?

Anuqa initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Wights initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Acorn - I will check with taig to see if he is still around to run Anuqa. For now, hold off and I can run him until I know for sure. Thank you again for your help!

MAP

The dotted line marks a raised dais upon which the altar stands.

Moving into the room, you can see that there are two doors - one in each of the far corners. There are no other doors apart from the one through which you entered.

Tybalt
Angalia
Anuqa
Andrzej
Wights
Res
Eliva
Leandro
(End of round 1)

Round 1

Andrzej nods to the idea of retreat and casts a spell upon himself to protect his body from the creature's touch much more. Then he steps up to join the fight next to Res.

casts shield, AC23 now.

"Res, it will struggle to hit me now, withdraw and I shall keep you from harm for now."

Round 1

Andrzej nods to the idea of retreat and casts a spell upon himself to protect his body from the creature's touch much more. Then he steps up to join the fight next to Res.

casts shield, AC23/fft19/tch18 (if shield works as a magical force (not sure)) now.

"Res, it will struggle to hit me now, withdraw and I shall keep you from harm for now."

In accordance with the plan Angalia and Eliva fall back into the hallway.

Three icy missiles leave Anuqa's hands to strike one of the the foul creatures (wight #1).

magic missile: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 3, 2) + 3 = 12

Whispering sotto voce, Tybalt hisses; "Surely luring them to a narrow frontage means we cannot use our numbers, whilst they can use their area spells." He frets slightly thinking of a lightning bolt in the confines of the corridor.

However he's used to the uncertainty and he doesn't let it affect his spirit too severely as he jibes at the creatures. "You'd best leave us alone, or else you won't be all wight."

Std: Inspire Courage +1 to hit & damage
Move: Draw shield

Anuqa's magic missile sears one of the wights, while Angalia pulls back into the corridor.

The first wight flails its putrid fist at Andrzej.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

The second lunges again at Leandro.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

MAP

Res
Eliva
Leandro
(End of round 1)
Tybalt
Angalia
Anuqa
Andrzej
Wights

"Let's see they follow us out of this temple to negate this profane disadvantage, calls out Res. He moves away from the white to the doorway. There he stops and shows Gorum's holy symbol. Positive energy bursts forth and hits each white.

move to j4, provokes an attack of opportunity

channel positive energy against whites DC18: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 2) = 7

"Yes, I shall cover the way. Step back into the tunnel."

Andrzej will fight defensively and move back into the tunnel entrance last of all. AC goes up by two to 25. Provokes an AoO.

fighting defensively: 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 8 - 4 = 23, damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9, Possible crit: 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 8 - 4 = 11, damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

The blade slashes back and forth across the wight's face.

Will save 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Will save 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Attack of Opportunity: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

The wights cry out at Res's holy invocation. One swings at him as he retreats but fails to strike him.

Andrzej's blade slashes one solidly in the face, the vistani's blade drips with rotting ichor.

Eliva
Leandro
(End of round 1)
Tybalt
Angalia
Anuqa
Andrzej (posted)
Wights
Res

The magus takes a moment to flick the gore from his blade and into the stone floor then he continues his fighting retreat.

Elvia will retreat and ready an attack for if she sees a Wight

"We're giving up our advantage in numbers and archery. But it might be that these are the guys that're boned, certainly they're looking a bit rusty." Tybalts a bit apprehensive about the plan, but used to taking orders. Thus he backs up towards the narrow passage and readies himself for any reinforcements.

Move: to F2
Free: Continue with Inspire Courage (Round 2): +1 to hit & damage.

"This accursed place bolsters their unholy spirits," Leandro agrees, moving towards the door, "Let us move to friendlier terrain in hopes they follow."

Withdraw action to K4, glaive has reach to threaten J4-L5 rectangle with AoO if any wights move this way or try to attack him.

Angalia retreats up the corridor, as does Anuqa, but not without unleashing magic missiles at the wights.

1: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (1, 3) + 2 = 6
2: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

The first wight crumples to the ground when struck, but the second launches another attack at Leandro.

Leandro can make an AoO. Assuming it does not fell the wight, it attacks:

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 plus energy drain

MAP

Res
Eliva
Leandro (make AoO and also take actions)
(End of round 2)
Tybalt
Angalia
Anuqa
Andrzej
Wight

Leandro AoO first.
Glaive, normal, neg lvl: 1d20 + 9 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 9 - 1 = 26
Glaive dmg if hits: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Waiting to see if that drops the wight before turn action.

The attack savagely wounds the remaining wight, but does not fell it. The dark creature does seem to be barely standing.

Cestus, PA/FF, smite, 2 neg lvl: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 8 - 2 + 4 = 19
Cestus dmg if hits, with PA & 3 pally levels: 1d4 + 2 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 + 3 = 11

Feeling his very life drain away as the vile undead steps inside his weapon's reach, Leandro lashes out desperately with his armed and armored fist, calling upon his goddess for aid.

With a crunch of bone and sinew, what remains of the wight collapses on the floor.

Out of combat.

Tybalt pokes his head back into the room, "Are you alright? Leandro, Eliva, Andrzej?" His voice is filled with concern as he looks around the room, with a degree of trepidation. "Maybe we should rest up for a minute, before we move further on. For certainly this is a necropolis of some danger, if such powerful beings could be summoned from the grave."

He then moves a bit forwards to examine both the right & left passages to see which has been more recently used.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
Survival (Tracking): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

"I'm fine."

Andrzej begins to move off then decides to keep nearby in case another wight turns up while anyone is healed.

"I'm... well enough," Leandro responds, "Don't get too far ahead, Sir Tybalt. This accursed place is obviously dangerous." With a withering look at the putrid corpses of the wights, he moves to accompany Tybalt forward, unwilling to allow anyone to wander off alone.

Concerned about the unnatural effects that wight's attack may have had on Leandro, Res asks, "Sir Leandro, are you sure you can continue. While I cannot remove the full effects the wight may have had on you, I do have a scroll that may help your vigor"

After Leandro answers, Res examines the chapel. perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Andrzej foes with Res, making sure he is not alone in the unholy place. He pays particular attention to the altar, trying to understand more of the necromancer's home and its occupants.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 15

Know(religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Discerning footprints in this chamber is difficult, as the wandering of the wights (not to mention your own recent scuffle) have left little dust on the worn stone floor, apart from the corners and under some of the ruined pews. Tybalt, however, has particularly keen eyes and detects that the eastern door is used far more frequently than the western one, but both are used occasionally. Both doors appear to be locked.

"I do not recognise one god or any of their symbols. More than that I surmise it is likely to be made by the Land to attract those steeped in death and undeath. Looks like the necromancer was born to live in this forsaken place." Andrzej rubs down the toecaps of his black boots with his fingers, removing some of the chapel dirt and dust.

"Mayhap we should save your healing magic against worse harm in the future, Sir Res," Leandro replies uneasily, "And what is it you mean by 'made by the Land', good swordsman?"

"The Vistani have a saying from years of travelling the Land of Mists. "The Land is dark and filled with Power, it watches and it waits for evil to come forth.""

Tybalt shivers at Andrezj's proclamation, for the Vistani had always been a strange and superstitious folk - more in touch with the land and yet disparate seers. "Now then, that sounds ominous.... much like these foot prints to the eastern door."

He moves over and gets his lock picks out to try and open it.

Disable Device: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30

There is a swish of the scimitar back and forth as the magus limbers up a bit.

Tybalt fiddles with the lock until the tumblers click open. The ancient door pulls open to reveal a short corridor that turns sharply to the left. Flickering light, as of a hearth or torch, casts long shadows beyond the bend.

Andrzej waits for someone to lead the way in this godforsaken place. "I do not think many have traveled this way but there ahead is a light to lead us on."

Then he starts down the corridor placing a magical torchlight on his scimitar and then walks on anxious to leave the chapel and its dark air.

To be clear - Tybalt said he was opening he Eastern door, which is the more heavily trafficked one.

Oops.

After retrieving his lock-picks Tybalt gladly leads the way, whilst checking to see if there are any specific traps or signs of occupations as he moves down the corridor. Though he walks on the balls of his feet getting ready to flatten himself against the walls.

Standard 5' corridors so we're single file?

Andrzej regroups to middle so that the longspear can point over Tybalt's shoulder again.

Res brings up the rear and glances over his shoulder occasionally to be sure that nothing comes up from behind. perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Yes single file. So: Tybalt, Leandro, Andrzej, Angalia, Eliva, Anuqa, Res?

That sounds about right, although Tybalt may try an slip back in the order if combat commences.

Walking down the corridor softly, he pauses to complete a small litany calling upon the spirits of his far away forest home to protect him against the evil denizens of the crypt.

Cast: Fey Haunted Aspect

Sorry for the delay. It always takes more time than I think it will to be ready for a new combat.

You make your way around the bend in the corridor and see before you a well-lit chamber. It seems to function as both a living chamber and a study for its occupant. An old, rumpled bed sits in the corner. Strangely, an old coffin lies beside it. On another wall, an ancient stone desk is littered with yellowed bits of parchment and a number of crumbling old scrolls. A brazier illuminates the room warmly, but several small candles also occupy the desk to facilitate reading.

Clad in old robes the color of charcoal, a balding, middle-aged man busies himself frantically, apparently finishing the casting of a spell. He glares at you all with fiery, almost neurotic intensity. "I knew you would come," he rasps, "but you are all too late. And never have I been better prepared to dispatch of such easy prey."

Beside him, two rotting corpses stand awkwardly and gaze mindlessly in your general direction.

Roll initiative, please.

MAP

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Initiative: 1d20 ⇒ 2

"I would stop to talk, but anyone who feels the need to guard from the powers of good is already an enemy."

Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

As usual, the magus is busy thinking hard - well hard about something totally unconnected to the dangers ahead. he can recite the Four Axioms of Tourmana but can he concentrate on would be killers. No.

- preparation is the key to the Fourth - what was that? Why are they readying for battle?

spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
initiative: 1d20 ⇒ 11

"Sorry to keep you waiting," replies Res sarcastically. He tightens his grip on his great sword preparing for the fight.