Where It All Began: Dragoncat's Rise of the Runelords (Inactive)

Game Master Dragoncat

Current Date: Starday, 4th of Neth, 4710 AR

Current Chapter: The Skinsaw Murders

Current Map

Foxglove Manor


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M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Nicat sighs in frustration and says, "Well I'm not undecided. Unless Conner climbs down in that hole, he's not going to be able to reach the zombies. So let's go get Father Zantus to zap 'em!"

He heads back the way they've come, looking over his shoulder to see if anyone is joining him.

Hoping we can just quickly resolve the zombie/pit dilemma and move on. Sound good?


Sounds good to me.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre roughly grabs her glaive back from Evelyn and follows after Nicat, grumbling to herself.


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

"Ohhh... Yeah, the pits are a bit too deep, aren't they?"

Evelyn quietly follows after Nicat and Eostre.

Dumb! Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, DUMB!


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

"Lantern oil, just saying." Conner carefully puts each lid firmly over the holes, just in case.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"Irreparable smoke damage to irreplaceable ancient artwork and architecture, just saying," Eostre snaps without even bothering to look behind her.


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Over to you for quick resolution, Runecat!


Leaving the zombie pits behind, the party walks back through the prison and the rest of the catacombs to find Father Zantus and Brodert Quink huddled around the dormant runewell.

"...oh, come on now, Zantus--I'm almost finished here! I just need to get the rubbings just right--"

"--and that's well and good, but don't you think you should take a break? I mean, you've been at those engravings for what feels like hours."

"Nonsense! I doubt we've been down here for that long. I'll take a break when I'm good and ready."

"Well, for Desna's sake, Brodert, at least eat something! Your hands are shaking!"


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"That sounds like a good idea as a matter of fact. Father Zantus, we've encountered something we may need your assistance with. Specifically a gaggle of trapped zombies. They're relatively harmless as they're in deep pits and are too literally braindead to try climbing, but we figured we should put the poor sods out of their misery. Evelyn's spent her holy wrath of Desna, so we were wondering if you might have a little extra to help finish the job..." Eostre begins rummaging around in her pack for her provisions.


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

Nicat watches the exchange between the scholar and the priest for a moment, then steps forward, "Eostre's right, Brodert, as weird as that sounds. You should take a break, and we need Father Zantus' help to take care of a bunch of zombies - not something you want to leave lying around, you know?'

He turns to Evelyn and says, "Quink doesn't look too good to me, but I don't know much about this stuff. Could you maybe take a look at him, see if he's okay? I know my uncle used to get shaky when he was off the drop too long, but I don't think that's what's got Brodert."


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

Zombies travel in gaggles? Ekan muses over the wording.


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

"If you could use a couple of channels to set them free, Father, that'd be much appreciated. I'm positive Desna wants us to set their souls free."

Evelyn moves over to Brodert and places a hand on his forehead. "You feel a bit warm. Let me inspect you, you may be ill."

Heal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17


Evelyn's Heal Roll:
From the looks of things, Brodert's doing fine. He's just hungry.

Father Zantus stands as the party offers Brodert some food. After taking a nibble, the old sage suddenly realizes just how famished he is and starts greedily chowing down on the offered provisions.

"Zombies, then? Very well--lead the way." The priest fingers his holy symbol of Desna.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre begins chowing down with Brodert when she sees the group leaving with Father Zantus and rushes after them, hurriedly munching the last of it.


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

"Here they are, Father," Evelyn says as they enter the room with the zombies again.

"I didn't have enough energy to set them free, but I'm positive you'll be able to properly do what I'd intended to do."


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

Ekan stays near the good father ready to leap into the way should somehow a zombie develop the power of flight. Frankly, having seen so much strangeness, it wouldn't be as surprising as it should be.


Father Zantus looks into the pits, noting the deplorable state of the undead within. "I believe I can... you've done a great deal for them already."

He steps into the centre of the pits and bows his head, holding his holy symbol of Desna. "Sacred Desna, Song of the Spheres, let your light carry these poor souls to their final rest."

A bright glow of moonlight erupts from his holy symbol...

Channel Energy: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 1) = 5
Will Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

The moonlight reaches into the zombie pits and scours them of negative energy. The weight of ages presses down on the undead beings before their bodies crumble into dust.

"It is done."


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

”Good work, everyone! Thanks, Father!” Nicat exclaims. ”We took care of the zombies without having to climb down into the pit with them, or lower Conner on a rope so he could swing Eostre’s knave at them.” Looking to the hallway leading south, he says, ”Let’s see what’s down there, finish checking this place out, eh?”

He peers down the hallway for any surprises, then waves grandly for Conner to lead the way.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

"What a relief. Yes, thank you, Father Zantus," Ekan says gratefully.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"Godsdammit Nicat, glaive! GLAIVE! *gulp* It's NOT that hard a word! ONE SODDING SYLLABLE! *burp* Seriously, it might have been charming once but now I swear you're just doing this on purpose to annoy me!" Eostre says in between bites of waybread.


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

”Now why would I do that, Eostre?” Nicat asks, all innocence. ”You said it yourself just now, I’m charming! That’s a much better way to be with folks than annoying them! I would never annoy anyone, you all know that.” With a shrug he adds, ”Anyway, I can’t help it if you carry around a weapon with a funny name. Though it could be worse. At least it’s not a falchiard or a ranguisarmeur, right?”


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"GAH!" Eostre replies with a facepalm.


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

Evelyn smiles brightly when Father Zantus mentions she already did a great deal to relinquish the zombies. "Thank you, Father!"

She seems hesitant to follow the others. "Father, will you stay with us or do you wish for us to escort you back to the room with the well?"


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2
Eostre Roldheim wrote:
"GAH!" Eostre replies with a facepalm.

"You know, I'm starting to think he does it on purpose... So, shall we continue and finish this place off?"


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9
Conner of Cambent wrote:
Eostre Roldheim wrote:
"GAH!" Eostre replies with a facepalm.
"You know, I'm starting to think he does it on purpose... So, shall we continue and finish this place off?"

"THAT'S WHAT I JUST SAID!!!" Eostre replies.


Evelyn wrote:
"Father, will you stay with us or do you wish for us to escort you back to the room with the well?"

Father Zantus raises a hand. "That will not be necessary, Evelyn--nothing attacked Brodert and I while you were off clearing the rest of this complex. I'm fairly certain I can make it back to Brodert without getting mauled."

He's about to continue when Nicat's chattering causes Eostre to have a conniption.

Nicat wrote:
”You said it yourself just now, I’m charming! That’s a much better way to be with folks than annoying them! I would never annoy anyone, you all know that.”

"I think you mean you would never intentionally annoy anyone." He pinches the bridge of his nose--it appears even he's approaching the limits of his patience.

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Nicat's Perception Roll:
You don't see anything out of the ordinary down the hallway.

With Conner leading the way, the party discovers two things down the hallway--the first of which is a side passage leading to stairs that descend further into the earth. The stairs are choked with massive chunks of rubble, precluding further exploration down that path.

The second discovery is a new room...

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 floatingand 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.


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

"Yeah, I don't do the weird rooms, someone else can go first."


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre scoffs.

"Then get outta my way, ya shivering junkyard."

She barges past Conner and approaches the entrance, focusing her arcane senses on the sphere.

Eostre casts detect magic and makes a Spellcraft check.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

"I shouldn't let you go in alone," Ekan says and joins Eostre looking about as he does so.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22


Eostre's Spellcraft Roll:
The room appears to be under a permanent levitate spell. You're very certain that whoever steps into the room will be subject to it as long as they stay in it.

Ekan's Perception Roll:
Aside from the odd metal covering the walls and the runes that occasionally reveal themselves, the room seems more or less safe to enter.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"Nothing to be afraid of. Looks like the room has a levitation enchantment. Won't hurt if you walk in the room. You'll just float. Watch."

Eostre demonstrates by stepping into the room and bounding into the air, making a swimming motion as she makes her way towards the forked wand to identify it.

Casting detect magic and using Spellcraft again.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

Ekan joins her, "mmm, how very interesting. I wonder..." He assumes a lotus position and hovers there.
"This could greatly aid in meditation."


Eostre's Spellcraft Roll:
The wand is a wand of shocking grasp. You estimate there's about 28 charges left in it.

Scroll (Read Magic):
Burning Hands as a 3rd-level caster.

The Book?:
The cover of this leather-bound prayer book is covered in scrawls, the largest of which appears to be the book's title. The book appears to be magically preserved--it must be ancient.

I don't suppose you speak Abyssal?

The Bottle of Wine?:
Just a bottle of wine. Nothing to see here. Move along.


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

Evelyn stays just outside the room and looks at the levitating Eostre and Ekan. "So what's the black electricity stuff? It does look dangerous... Is it just for show, or part of the spell?"

I'd rather not touch it... I hope they won't either.


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

"What?!" Nicat exclaims at Eostre's description of the room. "No way!" He darts into the room, laughing giddily as he floats off the floor. He tucks himself into a ball, then suddenly uncoils, causing some unexpected rotation and a couple of minor collisions with floating items in the room. "Hey, I'm upside down! Or did the room spin around? This place is great!"

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

He manages to partially right himself, becoming distracted by Evelyn's question. "Yeah, what is that stuff, Eostre? And, also, what is this place? Why does a place dedicated to horrible suffering need a room where you don't have to worry about something breaking when you drop it?"

He reaches for the bottle of wine as it floats past and senses whether it is magical. On discovering it is merely mundane wine, he says, "Well, that's convenient, that that just floated by..." On opening it, he soon discovers that drinking wine that wants to float away is more of a challenge than he expected, but his natural dexterity aids him greatly. Holding the bottle below his hovering form, he tips it sideways, allowing the wine to pour up to him. It's a slightly messy operation, but no end of fun. "Conner, you've got to try this!" he cries out, as a dribble of wine runs out of the side of his mouth, slides up his cheek and disappears into his dark hair.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre grabs the various items apart from the dead raven and the wine Nicat's helped himself to. There'd be time to attempt translating the text later, since it seemed an incomprehensible mess at the moment. She turns her attention to the flickering runes and oily black lightning, trying to see if she can read them.

Eostre can't read Abyssal, but she can read Thassilonian.


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

"Yeah, no, that's not happening. I'm fine right here."


Father Zantus calls down the passageway: "Er--is everything alright down there?"


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"It's fine, Father! We found a magic levitation chamber. Nicat's having the time of his life!"


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

Evelyn sends a concerned look Father Zantus's way. "It's some kind of weird room with undecipherable runes and black electricity..."


Male Human Monk-6 (HP: 49/56; AC 19, 18t, 16ff; F+7,R+7,W+8)

Ekan extracts himself from the levitation, "I do wish we could translate them."


M Halfling Bard 6 | HP 50 | AC 22 | T 16 | FF 17 | CMD 19 | Fort +4 | Ref +11 | Will +6 (+2 vs fear) | Init +5 | Perc +12

As he floats about in his new favorite room, Nicat calls out, ”Maybe Quink or Zantus can read the writing, Eostre?”


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"Gimme a minute, dammit! I can read Thassilonian just fine!"

She turns her attention back to the flickering runes and lightning to see if they mean anything.

Are the runes IN Thassilonian, or Abyssal?


Eostre:
The runes are in Thassilonian.

The runes shift and writhe, forming many different shapes and snatches of words as you read them.

anger

hate

vengeance

A spear through a man's heart that morphs into a stream of blood.

And so on--the words appear to be almost entirely incoherent with each other, reflecting rage and a need for revenge, but little else.


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre sighs.

"More about wrath. It's random words like hate or vengeance and some disturbing images but that's it. Just more of the master of this place saying "MINE!" basically. Shall we press on? I think Nicat's aerial antics are spooking our combat specialist. And share some of that wine, would you?!"


F Human Oracle/6 (HP 63/63 | AC:20 [+2 Buckler] | T:14 | FF:16 [+2 Buckler] | CMB:3 | CMD:16 | Fort:+6 | Ref:+6 | Will:+8 | Init:+3 | Perc:+5 | Speed:20)
Spells/Abilities:
Channel: 5/5 | Lv1: 6/7 | Lv2: 6/6 | Lv3: 4/4

"Hmm, yeah... We've been stuck here for some time, let's move on."

Evelyn moves over to the staircase the party passed not too long ago. "I think we should go here, though maybe someone else should take the lead."


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

Eostre racks her brain trying to figure out what purpose a room with a permanent levitating spell like this could serve.

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Knowledge (engineering): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Knowledge (history): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24


Eostre:
Trying to puzzle out what purpose such a room could serve is an exercise in sheer speculation. The most plausible explanation you can come up with is that it could have served as an experimentation room of some sort, considering its proximity to the torture room and prison...


HP: 23/23 AC 17, Fort +5, Ref +0, Will +4; Init +3; Perception +7; CMD 14 Human Magus 2

"I'm not spooked, I'm uncomfortable..."


Female Dwarf Transmuter 5/Cyphermage 1 | HP 44/44 | Physical Enhancement +2 Str; Telekinetic Fist 7/7
Stats:
AC 12, T 12, FF 10; Fort +3, Ref +3, Will +6; Init +7; Perception +9

"Semantics."

Eostre floats down out of the room and follows after Evelyn.

"I suppose you could prove your bravery by taking point. Nethys knows squishy girls like us need SOMETHING between us and the scary monsters."

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