Treasurefox's Rise of the Runelords (Inactive)

Game Master TreasureFox

I really am starting to hate this place.

Furnok discovers a 20ft. deep hole under the planks. Inside is a single zombie, with one normal head, and a tiny head-like thing protruding from its shoulder.

Vandra casts Read Magic, which reveals the scroll to be Bull's Strength with a caster level of 5.

Got ourselves some deformed zombies down here. Twenty feet down so they aren't getting out.

Maria looks down. Fire? She asks.

Get some oil and set them alight. Saves on arrows.

Cleo looks at Maria and then Furnok for several seconds, face torn between something sacred and something horrified, but then weariness takes over and she looks away, saying a quick prayer over the pit before someone sets them alight.

I would allow a reach weapon to work in this scenario. No need to roll attacks, just let me know.

Furnok starts bashing zombie heads with his polearm.

"Interesting, I wonder how long this has been down here," Vandra said to himself before registering the commotion with the others. Rushing over, he found Furnok poking his polearm down into a pit. "Uh, did I miss something?" he asked nervously.

Undead in the pits. Best put them down in case anyone else comes down here.

Acid Splash Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

"Hopefully this will help," Vandra said, sending an orb of greenish acid down to the zombies milling around.

Helgarr is not particularly happy with this kind of work, but it needs to be done, so she proceeds in slaughtering any zombies she can reach with her guisarme - "Grim business, this of ours..." - she grumbles.

Yeah. On the plus side we could do some amazing things with this place after we get it cleared out.

The misshapen zombie are successfully dispatched. Once killed, each one crumbles into dust, signifying just how long the zombies have been kept.

To your right is a hallway with an iron door, and a set of stairs leading downwards.

Furnok leads the others south.

Cleo as a member of the others follows

Maria lets the meat shield lead the way.

"Furnok, we really should let Maria scout the area ahead" - Helgarr comments as they move forward - "No point in walking forward blindly"

Be my guest

Maria smiles ruthfully. Yeah let the little kid take all the risks. Her sorrowful look changes as she smirks. Maria moves forward carefully watching for signs of traps.

Maria finds no traps along the way. Does she want to open the door, or check down the stairs?

My suggestion was only for Maria to scout, and check for traps - nothing else. Door opening is for the meat shields, so you can just come and get us ;)

Furnok will open the door

This strange room is a fifteen-foot-diameter sphere. Several objects float in the room, spinning lazily in space - a ragged book, a scroll, a bottle of wine, a dead raven surrounded by a halo of floating and writhing maggots, and a twisted iron wand with a forked tip. Yet perhaps the most unnerving aspect of the room is the walls, for they are plated in sheets of strange red metal that ripple every once in a while with silent black electricity that seems to coalesce into strange runes or even words far too often for the effect to be chance.

This is way of of my league.

Mine too Cleo looks on in awe.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28

Vandra walked into the room, his jaw dragging against the floor in sheer amazement and wonder. "Wow...just...wow," he managed to get out, his eyes roaming over everything, trying to determine the various magicks keeping this place active.

Maria pokes her head in the door. Nope. I'm done. I am not going in there.

"What do you make of this Vandra?" - Helgarr stares in disbelief.

As Vandra enters the room, his body is picked up by the magic, making him completely weightless. He assumes that the entire room is enchanted with a permanent levitation spell. The scroll, he identifies as a scroll of burning hands (CL3). The wand is a wand of shocking grasp (28 charges). He has no idea what the book says, as it's written in a strange archaic language.

Furnok ropes Vandra back in. We're going to need lead weights on our boots if we want to go in.

Just to confirm - this is room B11, correct?

Maybe we can ask someone in town about that weird book?

That's right, Helgarr

Well let us not mess around the room if we don't know what is up. We can take the book back with us. Now, let us go kill that flying head Maria talked about.

Time for killing the severed head

You take us to the best places Furnok Cleo teased, following along dutifully.

Maria heads back towards the entrance. Well that would be this way.

As Furnok ropes Vandra like a cattle hand, he was quick to start grabbing the things around him. The wand and scroll would be useful, and the book could contain untold treasures of knolwedge! Just the thought was enough to make him giddy. That and the fact the room was just so much fun!

As he finally landed back into the other room, Vandra couldn't help the grin on his face. "I say we leave the room like it is," he said as he stood up. "In other news, I got some neat stuff floating around in there. Looking forward to seeing this wand in action. So, floating skull, right? That's new."

Flying Head actially.

Just as long as it doesn't talk.

Don't forget the stairs?

The group gathers within the hallway, awaiting Furnok to open the door to the flying head.

Water ripples quietly in this circular stone pool, the rim of which is lined with skulls.

Quiet no longer, as Furnok opens the door, the flying head shakes away with a powerful shriek. The sound pierces through everyone's ears, driving them near insanity. By the time the shriek ends, several members are completely paralyzed in shock! Ali, Furnok, Helgarr, and Maria are completely incapacitated!

Shalelu springs into action and fires an arrow which grazes the creature's face. It yells out and dashes towards Furnok.
Even through Furnok is paralyzed, he can still see the flying head approach him with it's lips pursed. Though he can do nothing about it, the creature lands a forceful smooch upon his lips, and he immediately feels sick to his stomach.

Cleo, Azeri, Vandra, and Jeaux, you're up

Pfff.Well nice to have known ya.

Bah!

Cleo casts remove fear on helgarr, get up!! Save him she pulls on the big ladies arm.

Normally this would require a spell such as Remove Paralysis, since this is not a fear effect, but I find that unfair. So at least for this situation, Remove Fear should be fine.

As Cleo casts her spell, Helgarr feels her muscles relax. She has been freed!

thank you!!!!!!!!

Me and Jeaux will delay for now, can't get close enough for anything effective.

Furnok dribbles

Azeri charges forward with a bellow, looking to push himself between Furnok and the head thingy.

Bull Rush on the Head with a charge if I can manage it.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Well, Furnok is in the way for a charge, but I think Azeri could weave around and then make a bullrush. Maybe something like a good ol' smack with his paw. Wouldn't be able to charge though."

Azeri squeezes past Furnok and smacks the flying head with his paw. The head gets thrown back a good 10 feet, while Azeri steps forward to guard Furnok. Unfortunately, the head gets a nip in just before getting smacked, and Azeri feels the wound burn. Azeri takes 1 damage, and a strange effect occurs!

Shalelu fires another arrow at the flying head, but this time it misses the creature completely.

The flying head charges forwards to Azeri, and gets another bite in. This time, Azeri doesn't feel the burning sensation, and the damage is still negligible. Azeri takes 1 damage!

Helgarr, Cleo, Azeri, Vandra, and Jeaux, you're up.