As always, Mr Paranoid has sustained no damage and used no surges, but how is everyone else fixed. Grafire got lumped with a crit that would have been better used against a fishbod ...

I took a surge and am now back to full health. Although I am down to 6 surges left for tonight. I suppose that'll be enough hopefully... :D

Only used encounter powers, good to go!

Terza recovers and groggily says, "This has to end. Please."

"That is our intention."

Akahale bows politely to the half-elf.

"If I may make a request of you? I should be grateful if you would deliver this notebook to Elder Hammerwing of Drachenholme in the event of my demise. It contains much that will interest him."

If Terza agrees, he hands over the precious notebook filled with information in his distinctive shorthand. Unfortunately, it would be unintelligible to anyone other than a dragonborn.

He's got another notebook, but that one isn't finished yet.

Terza nods grimly.

So, onward to the caves?

Yes

Onwards and downwards to the caves.

"Hi ho, Hi Ho,
To fillet fish-men we go!,..."

Manny humms a spritely tune as they head out,...

Seram follows, only if to find a decent fight. He uncontrollably begins whistling to Manny's song.

"Ah, Manny. You bring back hatchling memories of my rockpooling days."

"Ah lease we sucumb to the glee of battle. Stay alert and on gaurd, the deamon must release its grip on this village tonight. We will make sure of that."

The heroes make their way to the cliffs...

Some 25 feet below, the wrathful sea pounds against unyielding stone. Between the two, the territory over which they battle, is a tiny stretch of rocky beach. Every few moments, it vanishes briefly beneath the
waves, only to reappear.

DC 20 Athletics check to climb down the cliffs.

Athletics 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31

Can we use ropes?

yes please! Acrobatics and Manny don't go very well together! ;)

Akahale isn't a whole lot better and my pcs have a poor record with natural hazards in Fabes's games.

"IT has rope. And pitons."

Seram makes his way down the cliffs like a very butch, angry monkey.

DC 15 if you use ropes. You only fall if you fail by 5 or more.

Even with the help of IT's pitons, Akahale makes a hash of clambering down the cliff.

1d20+6=12 - Athletics to get down the cliff. Or not.

You stay where you are. Roll again. Still need Athletics from Grafire, IT, and Manny as well.

Athletics with climbing kit: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 11 + 2 = 17

Grafire aproaches learily to the ropes. "This Dragonborn aint to fond of climbing. He huffs and puffs But here we go."

1d20+8=15

IT and Grafire make it.

Huffing and puffing, Grafire joins his burly comrade on the small beach. IT joins them shortly after.

"Happy Thoughts, happy thoughts, just think them, and they'll lift you into the air,..." Manny mutters in an odd mantra as he attempts to make the climb,...

Does Athletics use Str or Dex? I don't have the skill, but at least I have a little Dex bonus

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

"Oh,... SNAP!" The Wizard shrieks in his best girly-voice,...

It uses Strength + 1/2 your level.

So, you're at +4. You stay where you are. Roll again.

Manny and Akahale are struggling with the descent...

Akahale gets his legs tangled in the ropes ...

1d20+6=11

"Mage Mandrake, I do not feel we are aiding our enterprise."

Akahale gets his legs tangled in the ropes ...

1d20+6=11

"Mage Mandrake, I do not feel we are aiding our enterprise."

Next attempt

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

"Ahem. Could somebody assist me?"

The tone is quite plaintive.

Manny makes it.

Akahale is stranded on the cliff in a tangle.

Try again! :D

1d20+6=14 - jeepers. What is it about my pcs and natural hazards?

"I feel matters are improving somewhat," Akahale scrabbles hopefully for a toehold.

HA!

"You've almost got it! Put your left foot down a bit,... No, your other left!,..." Manny tries to aid by helpfully directing Akahale.
(Since he made it, he is of course suddenly an expert!) ;P

"Mage Mandrake, it is my other left that is causing me problems."

Akahale looks slightly panicked. He fears no shrimp, but the cliff is suddenly seeming like a much greater foe.

"Ah yes my fellow dragonborn, we are not built to be climbing things. Much like a shrimp out of water. But you'll get it."

Care for one more try?

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 - Athletics.

"Ah. That left."

You all make it down the cliff.

An abomination explodes from the surf. Clacking claws,
writhing legs, wriggling antennae—it surges to attack!

Come on, you didn't think it would be easy, did you? :D

"I do not think this is any type of shrimp."

"JUMBO shrimp. An oxymoron. Like 'Military Intelligence'." Manny says sagely, cowering behind the broad back of Grafire.

"It is a nightmare from my hatchling days. An abomination."

"Lightly roasted with some tartar sauce, and I'm sure it'll taste fine!"

HERE IS WHAT YOU SEE!

It is indeed Akahale's greatest nightmare, a monstrous mix of humanoid, crustacean, fish and insect, wading forth to destroy you.

"I'm starting to like this place. The sea food delivers itself!"

>>>>MAP<<<<

Please place yourselves on the beach area, near the cliffs. The area on the right is a tunnel, so you can't place yourselves there. Please assume that a row of letters runs up the vertical and a row of numbers along the horizontal. Thus the bottom left corner is 'A1.

F5

G7 if possible

"I told you shrimp were cunning adversaries."

Even confronted with a childhood nightmare, Akahale contrives to sound smug.

E4 for grafire
"Muhaha at last the deamon shows its self. Remember to flank, and may Bahamut bless us this hour." Grafire shouts to his companions.