|Neil Spicer RPG Superstar 2009, Contributor|
Name: Baron Alezandru Romoz
In an, unfortunately successful, attempt to protect the group's wizard. Baron Romoz rushed to engage the Owlbear. The wizard luckily managed to wriggle out of the owlbear's clutches, it then turned its attention towards the baron. It promptly grabbed him, and then tore him to ribbons.
An amusing quote from the situation.
"Well, that was my standard action. For my move action, I'm going to cry."
Our first PC death.
Name: Sylus Deckland, Spymaster of Calrissian
Life has been good to this point. Sylus was a hardcore alcoholic who continually managed to make friends with the neighboring creatures by getting drunk and partying with them (kobolds, boggards, lizard folk, multitudes of fey… all drinking buddies with Sylus and our kingdom).
In times of danger, Sylus would often sneak ahead with his ridonculous stealth skills to scout ahead and let any potential enemies pass him by, engage the rest of us, and take up perfect flanking position. After going through a thin passage into a tower, he heard trolls coming down from above. He hid under the stairs there. One troll passed him by and started to squeeze down the passage to the rest of us (the plan was to catch them in a crossfire within the thin passage). Unfortunately, while the party started to engage the first troll squeezing in the passageway, the Rock-Troll smelled something human hiding behind the stairs it just came down. Realizing he was caught, Sylus stabbed at it from the darkness. Roaring in pain, and the group a good 12 seconds away, it turned and nearly disemboweled him with a massive bite (critical hit = crushed intestines card - normal damage plus 1d4 con bleed (rolled 4 each time), save every round to negate the bleed).
Sylus started to vomit blood while trying to hold his guts inside himself (failed his save every round until he died). The rest of us made as quick work of the first troll as possible, then started to pile into the tower to try and distract the beast in order to give Sylus either a chance to escape and/or get the cleric in to reverse the hurt. Our cleric was fairly far off and had to double move to get close enough to do anything, but this troll was smart and decided to finish off the easy prey before dealing with the rest of us (full attack + rend vs an already hurt rogue with a current Constitution score of 6 and still bleeding away).
Plans for a monument and festivals in his honor are already in the making (even though no one knew of him save the ruling class).
Name: Dolok of Numeria
Details: This was a surprise to us all, as Dolok was literally a walking tank. He wore full plate, was at the time Enlarged and Stoneskinned, and had enough Cures and Channels to cover the entire party, let alone himself. This level of protection, coupled with Dolok's fearless and bloodthirsty nature, may have provided the key factors in his untimely demise. Well, those things and a suicidally stupid Troll Lord.
Upon mowing through the various Trolls in the caves and temporarily sealing the Rock Troll in its lair (through crafty use of a Feather Token to spawn a 600 HP tree), we charged the leader in his throne room. He tried to say something threatening, but the sight of a violent party of adventurers, spearheaded by a spiky armored savage who was bigger than the Troll Lord himself, pretty much nipped the witty repartee in the bud.
If only our Wizard had still had a Fireball left, we would have bombed the fool from a distance and avoided the calamity that happened next. Instead, we charged to melee while the Wizard tossed the Ball Lightning spell behind the Troll Lord and elementally shifted the spheres to fire. Dolok engaged the Troll Lord while the other front-liners punked his last minion. The Troll Lord proved himself no putz, and Dolok took some heavy damage from a full attack. No matter, he can heal next round, right?
That is, of course, when we learned what happens when a Necklace of Fireballs, which the Troll Lord was wearing, gets exposed to magical fire and fails its save. The cave suddenly became ground-zero for five Fireballs. Overall, we were incredibly lucky that the majority of us managed to pass the majority of our saves. Those of us with Evasion even came out of the cataclysm barely the worse for wear.
Except poor Dolok, who failed every save. While his awesome armor and greatsword survived, the man himself was reduced to ash.
Dolok was promptly avenged, and a statue will soon be erected in the capital in his honor. Life-sized, it will wear his actual armor and sword, and will be the centerpiece of the new shrine to Gorum.
Well, here are my 2 cents on the subject:
On the following massacre only the bard manage to escape. He fascinated the worg while popping a CLW potion on the ranger who pic up the remaining party menbers corpses, put them on the last remaining horse and run away. Quickly followed by the bard who back tracked to the limit of his spell range and and flat out run. The poor paladin was at the time under the worg been torn to pices, which prevented him from been rescued as well.
They decide that the dwarven warrior is going to charge the gate using full defense to attract the fire while the alchemist will sneak behind him and toss his improved alchemist fire at the gate to start it on fire. All very well except the stag lord was reading his action to wait for the first human (his favored enemy) to enter in his sneak atq range. And there it comes the human Alchemist, Stag lord rolls a critical on his sneak ataq, confirms his critical and the Alchemist turn into pink mist. Instant death one-shotted.
Ahhh...those wore the days...(i was the GM on that one).
Name General Vladimir Ustinov Jaroslav
This time he decided to take on the Lonely Warrior by himself, while the rest of the party was tied up with the skeletons. When the summoners eidolon joined the fight with the cairn wight Vlad also made the unfortunate decision to move into flanking position, which made it impossible for him to withdraw without provoking a AoO from the wight. After incurring three negative levels he still tried to make a run for it, but the wight managed to hit him one last time.
After rising to unlife under his new master he was promptly killed again by his former companions.
'Fitz' to his friends, human lvl 2 fighter aldori weapon master, Stolen Lands.
Only two hexes away from a safe return to Oleg's after a month in the wild exploring around the borders of their charter, rolled a 4 troll random encounter.
I did it as a distant sighting the party could safely ignore, but instead they decided to set up a defensive position mined with Breegs beartraps and their lamp oil supplies, and have the cavalier lure them in. Everybody else climbed and hid out of the way to harass with ranged weapons, leaving only Fitz to hold the line.
It worked amazingly well, unlucky troll rolls keeping them alive as the cavalier worked to separate and stagger their approach, except that the party forgot to cauterize the trolls that were temporarily dropped with weapon damage. As the last troll before him dropped to a precise bomb, the one behind him popped up and tore poor Fitz asunder with two crit claws plus rend plus bite.
Name: Magnus the Red, Marshall of Wulfenstein,
The Gory Details
Magnus tried to get in front of the column to try and support General Torkemada who was fighting one dread zombie with two other party members, including the Duchess Sendara. Before Duke Yuri could intervene, the second dread cyclops charged the dwarf, then the next round got full attack actions, by the time the bite came up, poor Magnus was already dying and helpless. His brain was subsequently eaten after a low Fort save. He (well his positive channels) will be missed.
Sindri, the Grand Diplomat was also almost killed by the soul eater who decided to attack at this time, and later Arnor the Counselor was nearly carried off and eaten by a wyvern near Vordakai's Tomb. The GM had a lot of fun today!
Jagyr Ebonwood wrote:
I had a group of 6 players in my game. All level one at the time. Had a fighter, barbarian, paladin, monk, wizard, and bard.
I rolled an owlbear. Now. They could of taken it, but when it charged.
The fighter, the barbarian, and even the stupid paladin ran away. Owlbear reached the squishies. Almost murdered them completely, when the -tanks- of the party finally returned.
The bard threatened them with a story of how the brave and strong fighters of the party turned tail and ran upon first sight of the dreaded monster.
Needless to say. They players have put up bounties for owlbears killed in part two..
Name: Caesar, animal companion of Waren Menolly of Wolfenstein (Beast Master 6)
The Gory Details
After an unsuccessful attempt to smoke the owlbear out of his cave (the smoke killed the spiders and drove away the ettercaps), the party entered the lair.
Name: Alfred Medved
Halfway up the hill the zombies struck. Under a rain of laughter from the fort, Alfred and Lupan endeavored to hold their positions (I'm not entirely sure why) while the others raced up to meet them. However, given that everyone was operating on a steep, rocky slope under conditions of near-total darkness, I imposed a DEX roll for each character on each turn to see if they could move at full or half speed for the turn (the zombies suffered the same) but, given the easy DC I set and the fact that the party generally has stellar Dexterity, I figured it wouldn't be a big deal. Boy was I wrong. The players commenced a long series of tragically subpar rolls (something like a dozen failures in a row, IIRC) and I commenced a long series of critical hits threats.
Before anyone could get to their aid, Lupan was in trouble. Alfred dropped his bow (the reward from Vekkel Benzen for killing Tuskgutter) and tried to fend the undead off with his shortsword, but discovered that the Piercing damage done by the shortsword was no better than the Piercing damage done by his arrows, and indeed worse since there was a lot less of it. A couple of confirmed critical hits later (we're using the Critical Hit deck, so one of them knocked his teeth down his throat) and he was in deep trouble. By then everyone had managed to join the fray, but two more waves of zombies had joined the jamboree and a general retreat was called. The party was being steadily attritted and was out of healing (they rely on a druid and a bard for their healing, which is a poor substitute for channels at a time like this).
In spite of the fact that he was down to low single digits of HP, Alfred was unwilling to abandon his prized bow, and while he was circling around to pick it up, he was criticaled yet again by a zombie and killed outright. In all, I critical hit five times with the zombies against zero fumbles; the PCs critical hit and fumbled once as a group.
In a running battle, the rest of the party managed to gain the safety of the ground and left the zombies behind. They're mauled and out of spells. That's where the session ended.
I'm debating whether to have the bandits sally immediately at the beginning of the next session in an effort to finish them off. Logically it's what they would do, but it seems a bit...harsh.
Finally an entry in this! My group is two thirds of the way through Rivers Run Red and suffered their first casualty. They actually nearly had multiple casualties last night due to a wyvern random encounter at night that had half the party down, but narrowly avoided any fatalities. The actual fatality occurred at the hands of the hodag.
Name: General Samir Duran
Name: Nicholai Volkoff
As per the rules, the sound of a body hitting the floor of that watchtower is enough to rouse a fully sober (not only stole his booze, but they've been leaving an upturned empties at the site of any bandits they take out) Stag Lord, who sees Telomb on the walkway, smiles, and disappears into the under part of the keep. While he's hidden, the party follows Telomb over the railing of the walkway, to chase after The Stag Lord, who slips past them in the shadows, and comes up around from the back of the group. Sadly, that is where Nicholai was, having fallen behind due to his Full plate armor (light fortification).
The Stag Lord, hating humans, picks Nicholai as his first target, a fairly natural option, and fires his first sneak attack into his back. A nat 20 and a nat 19 later, the paladin goes from full to teens in one shot. For the second shot, the Stag Lord fires off the helm's ability, shooting a second Sneak Attack into him to put him in the negs. The next round, he fires a single shot into to finish, then disappears off into the shadows once more. Gnome Summoner nearly buys it, being knocked out twice, the second being put to -15 (Con 16), but made his stabilization roll on a nat 20 on open table.
More to follow.
Name: Molly Missy
Pressing on, the poor cohort was ensnared by the lady's dance (along with the cavalier[tiefling general] and inquisitor [elven marshal]). 3 rounds later the wizard is sitting at 3 Con and surrounded by a web spell thanks to the oracle [elven spymaster]. Hoping to damage his tiefling allies back into consciousness the sorcerer [asamar baron] launches a fireball at the lady. The fireball takes the wizard to exactly 0 hp but an amazing roll for damage on the burning webs deals the 3 damage necessary to end his life.
Proving his darker tendencies, the oracle proceeded to animate the lost companion as a zombie, allowing him to aid in the Lady's eventual death.
First death of the campaign on what was easily the hardest fight so far. Thank you Paizo for a wonderful and challenging AP.
With me, it's always the same player who bites the dust. He has been a very good sport about it, and it's always a "good death", but it's becoming freakishly hilarious to see him always getting the crits (I roll open).
Paladin lvl 2 @ Stag Lord's Fort
Summoner level 4 @ the grove.
Cleric level 5 @ troll lair.
Cavalier level 6 @ Owlbear lair.
After nearly three APs I've finally had two PC's die on me! I was way happier about this that I have any right to be, but sometimes killing a PC is fun. It's also a nice way to teach complacent players a lesson.
Name: Cathran Drakethistle
Name: Domson Heidnot
Adventure: The Varnhold Vanishing
Name: Gabriel Idaeus
After being manhandled and sucked dry by a skinny elven dancing women Gabriels corpse was dragged off by his faithful horse Cryxus, unfortunatly Clovis was torn apart covering his druid masters escape. The party was last seen heading to Restov looking to purchase a raise dead spell.
Name: Spymaster Barek
Name: Warden Vasili
Name: Thumbrag Goldhand (LN male dwarf fighter 5)
The Gory Details: The party had no trouble fighting it's way through the troll lair. But they hesitated too long entering the throne room engaging Hargulka in melee. The boss softened them up with three good placed fireballs and clubbed them man by man to bloody meat for Kargadd's pantry.
The two spellcasting ladies fled the scene leaving their unconscious companions behind.
Name: General Drakos
Details: The two-handed sword wielding tank had several close calls over the campaign but after recently cake-walking the Barrow and Howl of the North Wind, the General of the Realm took a first round critical from the (Advanced Crackjaw - 6 player mod) for 70 damage.
The party are now trying to raise the funds to get their General back on his feet. The populace are being told it was a dragon, not an angry turtle.
(These are for a second group running through Kingmaker, not my usual crew.)
Name: Rothyn Shar
The Gory Details:
The Player Characters have just finished dealing with the Sootscale problem, having handed the statue to Chief Sootscale, and left the Sootscales to deal with their own internal politics. (Their suggestion when the kobold chief asked them to join in battle against the usurper Tartuk: "Uh, that sounds like internal kobold politics to me. I'm out.")
After a night's rest, they find that they've gained enough experience points to level. So they're now walking around the Kamelands, surveying and exploring, when a couple of days later, they crest a hill and notice a pair of trolls. Their sorceress (a GMPC) warns them it's a bad idea to attack - I believe I used the phrase "suicidal" - but the other two were eager to test out their 2nd level might. So they decide to charge.
The druids cougar animal companion wins initiative, and covers most of the distance to the trolls. Then the two trolls' turn arrives, and one charges the cougar, bringing it down in a single hit to a couple of hit points. The other troll runs over open terrain, covering most of the distance to the party.
At this point, the party decides it might not be the best idea to go forward, but they're already invested (and they have to get the damn cat out), so they charge the nearby troll, hoping to beat him to death. The druid starts tossing produce flame blasts at it, while the paladin Smites Evil on the troll and the sorceress steps in and starts burning hands.
They have a couple of decent rounds against the trolls (the cat animal companion runs back behind the party on its second turn - it had just got Mobility) but then the second troll finally catches up to the party, the cougar and paladin are knocked out just after they manage to beat the first troll unconscious (though not dead). Rothyn decides to attempt to distract the second troll - who is fully hale and whole - with another burning hands while the druid heals up the paladin and the two pick up the cougar and start running.
The troll of course shrugs off the burning hands, and full attacks Rothyn. Bite/Claw/Claw/Rake = from 14 or so hit points to -20s. I believe I described it as "She disappears into a fine, bloody mist as the troll rends her body limb from limb."
First time either of them had ever had a party member die.
Heh... Epic xD. That x3 crit on +18 is some nasty, nasty spike damage...
Name: King Alexander von Richthoven
Details: The sorcerer won intiative, moving forward and critting with a scorching ray. The angry owlbear was next, charging the young king. He critted, leaving the sorcerer at 1 hp. The healing he received before he could get away was not enough to save him in the end. He was later reincarnated as a half-elf.
Details: I have a six person party, so I had made some advancements to some of the creatures. When the party threw a light source into the cave, it landed near the entrance and disturbed a shrieker. The party moved forward and dispatched the violet fungi and the shriekers, but unbeknownst to them, they had alerted both the shambling mound and owlbear to their presence. The shambling mound got there first and grabbed Kazmuk. The rest of the party, scared of the owlbear focused their attacks on it. Kazmuk lasted two rounds before being constricted to death by the shambling mound.
So far, my two deaths have been to an assassin vine and a shambling mound. My bet is on the venus fly trap in Varnhold Vanishing.
Name: Naadhira (+1 unnamed)
Details: The party was out exploring the remaining hexes of the Blood for Blood map, and had an encounter. Rolling a 99, I looked up the table and smiled devilishly. 1d4 Adult Black Dragons.
They come across a farm, where the black dragons in question is having a jolly old time feasting on the bubbling remains of acid-bathed commoners and making the remaining farm hand and animals cower in terror. They spot the wind-walking party and cloaks themselves in darkness, recognizing them as powerful adventurers (Spellcraft to identify a lv6 spell, and Wis17 to process this information).
The party comes down to save the day, but manages to get caught in acid crossfire. The fighter shrieks in terror as he rolls a 1 on his will save vs Frightful Presence, and the cleric and wizard has to double-team to keep him around and restore his senses. Ensue some hand to hand, where one of the dragons go for a golden chance to deliver an Improved Vital Strike to the cleric for over 40 damage. Instead of healing herself, she opts to use her Nimbus of Light to dispel the darkness on the dragons, making them easier to see for the combatants. She has over 30 hp, and nothing can get to her easily.
The fighter, paladin and cavalier gets their mojo on, and hurts one severely. Things are looking better. The other dragon sees that there is a whole lot of flanking going on, and breathes through the cleric, the other dragon, who is immune to acid, and the paladin, and I manage to roll SIXTY on 12d6. Cleric fails the reflex save and is reduced to a puddle of acidic goop.
Ice Titan wrote:
Poor cleric. :(
Nah, she is OK again, cudos to the local magistrate/councilor who is able to cast resurrection (long story of why there is a more powerful NPC than the highest level PC working with them, is all build-up to post-kingmaker and stuff).
People don't all seem to believe her though.
Name: Amonon, blessed of Sarenrae
Details: I am running a Rise of the Runelords/Kingmaker fusion campaign. The PCs are in a Kingmaker-heavy portion where they are mapping and exploring the lands south of the Yondabakari River and ended up going almost straight to where I had placed the Lonely Barrow. The group (7PCs) blew through the skeletons and other traps and were cocky when the Lonely Warrior lurched forward, wading in without any real plan or cogent tactics.
Jal ran in (like he always did, low AC be damned) and got quickly spanked. He was drained, knocked out, drained, healed up, drained and eventually killed and respawned as a mini-me cairn wight. The Lonely Warrior wasn't so lonely any more and the two of them swarmed Amonon before the Lonely warrior finally fell to magic missiles and arrows. Wight-Jal drain-killed Amonon and then died and Wight-Amonon went down the easiest because he was the weakest warrior before adding the spawn-version of the cairn wight template.
It was a fight characterized by bad tactics and bad PC-dice to start and claimed a couple of relatively weak characters. The rest of the team buried their dead and split the loot in the old-school style and are returning to town to rearm and reinforce their numbers.
Session 28, and first PC death!
one witchfire hits him for 8d6 fire damage and makes him fire vulnerable.
In his good hope/rapid shot/many shot/haste frenzy he did do about 150hp damage back, so he dies in glory
raise dead /restored at great expense
One more for the obits
The party attacked Hargulka's Lair with energy and effectiveness, if little finesse, using brute force and fire spells to great effect in blasting their way into the lair and through the first few rooms, but taking a lot of damage in return. Low on HPs, healing and fire magic, they decided to rest. They thought they had cleared the bulk of the troll forces, and decided to just make camp in the entry way. About halfway through the night, Hargulka started wandering, discovered lots of burned troll and troll hound carcasses and called up the rock troll and the two headed troll (the only other survivors) and assaulted their camp. The party was able to keep the battle in a hallway, so only one of the trolls could come at them at a time, but took heavy damage from Hargulka's "grenades", and the front line fighters were slowly whittled down. With the rock troll and 2-headed troll down, and the entire party low on hit points and spellpower, Lenard bravely charged Hargulka, hoping to smite him into oblivion, or at least buy some time for his party to regroup. Unfortunately, Lenard did not put the troll leader down, and the next round ate a full attack, sending him into the great beyond. His sacrifice, however, enabled the rest of the party to down some healing potions, and they polished off Hargulka with a vengeful storm of arrows, magic missiles, a flaming sphere, dwarven axe strikes and wolf bites. Lenard was then put under a gentle repose spell and rushed to Restov to be raised in the Temple of Erastil there (although not without a bit of grumbling about the expense from the fiscally conservative Baroness).
Name: Harnok Lighthook
The party was fleeing the Tomb after being ravaged with negative levels by a specter and with lots of ability damage from soul eaters.
We had managed to bluff our way past the Piscodaemon previously by claiming to be servants of Vordakai (don't ask me how we managed to bluff past him, the DM allowed it and I wasn't asking questions).
We wanted to rescue the centaur prisoner on our way out, and had just hit 8th level and gained access to dimension door. So, we bluffed our way past him again, and the witch took the centaur out with her.
Then came the, "Where is the other who was with you?" question, to which we responded, "Still with the prisoner." Completely true, for the record. =)
So, claws and tentacles went to check this claim while we calmly filed down the stairs to try and make our way through the now flooded and double-portcullis sealed trap room downstairs.
When we heard him coming back, we were down to three party members, had already used a bunch of our spells for the day, had negative levels and ability damage, and just wanted to get out alive. Getting out alive was not looking like an option (we rocked our knowledge check on the daemon).
Harnok planted his tower shield on the stairs, cast protection from evil, and told the rest of the party to run as fast as they could.
With judicious use of protection from evil (Piscodaemon is all natural attacks, he couldn't touch me with that active), five foot steps, and liberal use of "You shall not pass!", I managed to hold him for about fifteen rounds while the rest of the party knocked down some portcullises and ran/swam for it.
Name: Rav Starcrest / Jhod (NPC)
After great success, through tactics and planning, they came fully prepared to fight the Troll who had plagued the growing Kingdom for over a year. The Rouge and Rav rushed in (Rav under the effects of a shield other spell from Jhod). As they took position the Wizard unleashed a fireball (angled to not hit his fellow comrades). This ignited the full brunt of Hargulka's necklace of Fireball (which in turn ignited the Rangers necklace of Fireball). The resulting damage (with many 5s and 6s in the dice) not only killed the poor reflexs of the Ranger, but also the man who took half of his damage.
The players were able to get their leader reincarnated, though he hates his new life as a Lizardfolk. However, the resulting relations with their allies have increased greatly! Rav is no longer Duke due to this. Jhod was content to die in service to his god and country, feeling redeemed they through a festival and buried him in the recently renovated tomb where Rav found his sword.
A near-death, at least, we'll see how the campaign progresses >_>
Name: Gern Blacktusk
Our Witch 2/Human (Taldan) (Mother looking for a new home for herself and her two daughters, fleeing an abusive stalker), Cavalier 2/Human (Taldan) (Would-be King and I think he's also a bastard son of some noble) and Wizard2/Halfling (Hates slavery and is looking for locations where anti-slavers groups can stash their ex-slaves) are quite eager to go charging off, while the Cleric 2/Human (Garundi) and ironicly enough, our Bard 3/Kobold are the ones calling for calm and reasoned action. My Ranger is basically ignoring this and just handling ranged duties at this point in time, as well as ensuring the party doesn't wander off the beaten track or into bogs, which makes what happened next all the more humiliating.
Isolde Salven, our Witch, almost stumbled into the trap, and my Ranger spotted it at the very last moment, leaping forwards to push her out of the way ... and falling directly onto the trap. Two jaws swung up and snapped closed around his torso, and it took a lot of jostling from the party to get him loose, which nearly dropped him into negative hit-points before the party managed to smash the trap's spring and pull him out.
Breeg is now a dead man walking, soon to be just a dead man once Gern tracks him down.
Our first death in quite a while
We were immediately swarmed and the party's healer (witch), nuker and tank all had to make a sky high fort save and will save. The fighter made his fort save but was left confused while both the witch and evoker failed both saves (the witch even using a re-roll). The witch got lucky and managed to act normally while confused and flew out of the swarm but the evoker was not so lucky and babbled incoherently. Two failed poison saves later and she was unconscious. Too compound matters, the party's sorceror dropped a deeper darkness on the swarm only to realize that no one had a way of seeing inside the darkness spell. So our whole party was left flying around over the darkness cloud wondering what was happening to our Evoker trapped inside.
With the Evoker's condition/whereabouts unknown we just had to wait out the darkness spell rather then just area nuke everything which is what we should have done to start (and what our DM expected us to do).
The side twist is that the swarm was still doing damage to poor Shenis and set off her Contigency spell when she dropped below 20hp ,dimension Dooring her 900' or so to the north. We eventually found her body via Scrying but by the time we arrived the DM ruled that she had been killed.
In two 2 weeks (next session) we will return and nuke the whole thing from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
The party found the illusion-hidden door into the corridor and opened it, and of course creeping doom swarms rushed out and started chewing up the party. Another character got hit with fear and fled one way, followed by another character; the others went the other way. A remove fear scroll concentration check failed due to the swarm concentration DC. One cohort and animal companion were basically unable to damage the swarms, and a few people got distracted and messed up. A cloudkill down the corridor wiped out the immobile insect plague but didn't harm the daemon, which started cranking out bat swarms (that were surprisingly effective, including their bleed damage).
Some PCs ended up diving into the corridor to find the monster throwing out these spells and swarms (including burning out the G&W webs with a fire spell, slightly damaging the daemon) while the druid turned into an air elemental whirlwind to get rid of the bat swarms and obscuring mist. The daemon's melee attacks are quite savage (esp. rend and Con damage on two claw hits), however, and the PCs were having a heck of a time hacking through its DR/good. A successful glitterdust did temporarily blind the daemon, but lucky rolls on miss chances allowed it to gut the druid. Spending action points kept the druid on his feet temporarily, but even with a breath of life spell the druid still ended up too negative when his action points ran out.
After a well-timed crit with critical card (allowing an extra attack), the daemon was finally dropped and the party dim-doored/teleported the heck outta there to rest and recuperate.
Reincarnation brought Fijitor back, this time as an elf... :)
Jason Nelson wrote:
Heh. Excellent. :->
You know that derghodaemon was originally supposed to be a pair of Large fire elementals blocking off either end of the corridor, burning their way through the webs and mist filling the hall. But I like how the derghodaemon's swarms worked out just as well.
The Gory Details: First off I should say that I made some adjustment's to the opening encounter at Oleg's. Long story short the bandits escaped with the PC's horses. As such the Thorn River camp was aware of the PC's arrival and had taken 0 casualties at this point.
The party was exploring the hex and came across 4 bandits waiting in ambush (1 of 2 patrols being sent out from the camp each day since they learned of the PC's arrival). They spotted the ambush so negated a surprise round and won the battle with minimum damage sustained. They hurried back to where their hirelings were camped to find them under attack by the other patrol. By the end of the battle 1 hireling was dead and the whole party was wounded and out of offensive magic. Instead of resting or falling back the party decided to make a move on the camp that night.
They approached from the North along the river and failed to notice the watchtower in the tree near the cart whilst making some terrible stealth rolls. The first thunderstone deafened half the party (including Mason who was on point) and most of the party took cover behind the fallen tree to return fire. Mason ran across the river to the base of the tree just in time to see Happs fall out of it full of arrows. luckily for the rest of the party the bandits they now all had their backs to proved to be lousy shots and all the arrows went wide. The thunderstone from the second tower left only the Wizard with his hearing though as they scrambled back over the fallen tree to take cover from this new point of attack. Mason turning around suddenly realised there was a fight going on over there and moved back across the river. At this point the party leader (Human, Fighter, Aldori archetype) spotted Kressle trying to sneak up on the flank and charged doing a bit of damage. He was then dropped below 0 HP by her full attack. Kressle is then hit by a crossbow bolt from the Wizard. At this point Mason moved over to cover his comrade and intimidated kressle, who became shaken. This would of been a sound plan if he'd remembered that the bonus to his AC from the previous round was from partial cover and not Shield (which he'd failed to cast due to the failure chance from being deafened). She hit him for max damage taking him to 1 HP shy of death. While all this was going on the bandits had been reduced to 2 so Kressle used her move action to retreat and the other 2 fell back as well. Unfortunately Mason had a better initiative than the Cleric and failed his stabilisation roll. The Cleric healed the party leader and they grabbed Mason and fell back as well.
Catalyst: failure to establish communication, over-interested players
The Gory Details: The group is on an all encompassing trip through the Stolen Lands, one hex away from the fangberry patch, which they intended to harvest and rush straight back to Bokken.
Name: Warden Grand Inquisitor Rhonin
The Gory Details:
After a long harrowing fight with Rigg Gargadilly, Rhonin was angry and out for evil fey blood, unfortunately a fey managed to get his blood first.
The party rogue Grand Diplomat Rosalina successfully disabled the Insanity Mist Gas trap and lead the way up the stairs. There the Dancing Lady spotted her and proceeded to dance. Rosalina succeeded, but Rhonin who was following close behind failed. The lady cast suggestion on Rosalina suggesting: "Why not explore the rest of my home, while I dance with your friend."
Rosalina goes downstairs explaining she has to explore. One character tries to hold her down while two others head upstairs. Rhonin is grappled and constantly taking CON and STR damage, with his badly injured hit points from hi previous fight against Rigg and his severely lowered CON Rhonin the Inquisitor died in three rounds.
He was avenged by the Baron Doc, and Councillor Zool. The party took their ally's corpse and some smaller trinkets and rode for their lives back to the city of Calvin's Rest. They discovered a "Do Not Resurrect" order in the Warden's Last Will and testament.
The Gory Details: Sometimes I don't entirely understand the published monster tactics. When I don't, I ignore them. So:
...when I'm told that, in a pitch black cave, Hargulka will wait to attack the PC's until they enter his chamber and presumably sit and watch the (brightly lit) party right outside the entrance fighting Kargadd...
...I ignore those instructions. The party reached the intersection, and both trolls attacked. The party rolled high in initiative, and moved to block both chambers. The party has 5 members, so I'm applying simple advanced to everything. Unfortunately, Avelli's player rolled really high in initiative, and charged Kargadd. She and her animal companion Nixie wounded Kargadd pretty severely, but she was taking some big damage herself (the fighters were engaging Hargulka). The party's witch had successfully Misfortuned Kargadd, but I was rolling well and he was still hitting. At round three, Kargadd hit with both claws and a bite, and Avelli was stone-cold dead even before the Rend. A tough end.
Ah, the Stripper from Hell, as my group promptly named her, claims another! They didn't lose anyone to her, but she messed with them pretty seriously, and they hated her something fierce. Fortunately the female ranger (Warden Noname) and female sorceress (Baroness Jaslene) kept her head and shot/flamed her down eventually.
Several bodies to add to the butcher's bill, and one of them even stayed dead.
Name: Mayor Brunner (technically died 3 times in this fight)
Name: Headsman Hestia
Adventure: Blood for Blood
The Gory Details: This group of 10th level characters has plowed through each and every encounter so far with ease and aplomb. With the exception of a few custom-designed Graul Clan Ogrekin encounters, nothing has really proved a challenge at all. Entering the "high level spectrum," it was time to ramp up the difficulty a bit.
After murdering their way through the Tiger Lord Barbarians outside and capturing/charming their planar-bound leadership (A bound Lilend and ally Rakshasa - courtesy of the black clad weirdo girls in the first room), the group moved into the dungeon proper.
In the very first room, Magister Enrol's new Tiger Lord Zombies led the way, before Mayor Brunner moved into the center of the room. Seeing an obvious adherent of Erastil and likely healer, the sisters sprung their trap.
A wall of iron sealed Brunner off from the rest of the party before Sister 2 laid down a blade barrier running the width of the room, directly behind the walled off entrance. They then moved to engage the sad oracle in melee, using Quickened Touch of Rest. One landed, leaving Brunner staggered.
The party moved into the room in short order, either through teleportation magic or sinking the 6" thick wall of iron in a new muddy pit courtesy of Artemis the druid. From there, things went from bad to worse in short order.
Another blader barrier effectively split the room into thirds, with the Cavalier, Druid, and Sorcerer outside the "box of doom" and Brunner, Hestia, and Enrol the Wizard inside. Bunches of spells sailed back and forth, from cloudkill to create pit spells. Towards the midpoint of this 14 round slugfest, the chamber looked more like a circuit board diagram than a battlemap room.
Brunner fell victim to a pair of Touch of Rest and a coup de grace from a heavy pick. He managed to stave off death with 2 of his action points, remaining at -1 hp and stable. Unable to neutralize the sisters, number 1 took a swing to finish him off, only to be rebuffed again with Brunner's last remaining hero points. Artemis, braving the blender wall, moved in and began healing everyone she could.
Hestia, meanwhile, had her hands full trading full attacks with Sister 1, dealing bunches of damage but receiving almost as much in return. About this point, I lost track of the exact route of the fight.
Brunner withdrew a bit, allowing for the Sisters to double team Hestia and tried to channel everyone up. Artemis kept flitting around as a little bat, throwing healing wherever she could. Hestia then dropped to the Sisters last quickened Touch of Rest (one had to use a standard action to set up the kill) and coup de grace. She managed to survive by dint of hero points.
Brunner, meanwhile, called for a tactical retreat, and tried to flee through the blender wall. Still carrying shield other, the damage Hestia had taken, plus the failed save against blade barrier proved enough to drop him unconscious. A failed save against channel energy from the Sisters finished off the Oracle, ironically dropping his corpse and carpet of flying down a 30' deep pit (courtesy of a create pit earlier.
Weakened and desperate, Enrol, along with Queen Rilani, gambled with their lives. The Magister dimension door'd his Cavalier monarch next to Sister 1, whereupon she unleashed a mighty full attack on the evil Cleric. Sister 1 fell under Rilani's blade, which more or less signaled the endgame.
Sister 2 fell shortly thereafter, from combined fire by the whole party, but fight remained in the fanatics, after all. Following death, their bodies began to reform in a swirl of dust and cloth. Not wanting to deal with undead clerics, Ganon the Sorcerer gust of wind'd their remains down their own pit spells. Enrol and Artemis used their remaining stone/creation spells to put thick lids across the top of the pits.
The resultant fight against Mummy Sisters went a LOT easier for the party. Lacking most of their defensive spells (most notably spell resistance, spell immunity, and the various stat-buff spells) and possessing a newfound vulnerability to fire, fireball, scorching ray and good old swords put paid to their evil ways.
Brunner's last will and testament included a clause advising against resurrection, so a new Mayor will come forth sooner or later.
much thanks to Turin for statblock & tactical help - this was the most difficult fight of the campaign so far!
Actually, all of the Black Sisters' buffs and defenses should have stayed up and running except for the blade barriers and any other spells with (D) appended to the duration.
Great read. So many messy deaths gladden my blackened, shriveled GM's heart so. O:)
P.S.: shouldn't the dim-door have removed all capability to take action for both the caster and the cavalier? Just sayin' :)