Adventure Path Reign of Winter

Game Master Almonihah

Selena rolls her eyes, "Quasit, you don't bother reading the sign or listening to the crier, you just shoot first and ask questions later, if ever."

Turning to Fin "There is no way to control the exact form taken, though the form is usually similar to one's original, so a humanoid will usually reincarnate as a humanoid, and a quadruped will usually reincarnate as a quadruped, etc."

Selena rolls her eyes, "Quasit, you don't bother reading the sign or listening to the crier, you just shoot first and ask questions later, if ever."

"Ugggghhhh!" Maka groaned.

"He then turns to Maka. ”Mistress of Fire, if you’d be willing to provide air support once more, I’d be much obliged…”

"Sure thing Master of Arrows!" Maka gave Finn a toothy grin and a wink before blasting off.

Perception; LL Vision, Darkvision(60ft): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (12) + 17 = 29

To the exit!

From the air, Maka can see that there is a structure within the tangled jungle on the 'west' side of the area... though oddly enough it doesn't have a visible chimney. (She's probably figured out by now that the 'sky' is actually a dome, too, if I haven't mentioned that already). Fin creeps up to the entrance to one of the paths leading into the trees, seeing it wind away into the gloom. He sees no danger immediately, but given how thick the trees and undergrowth off the path are, there are plenty of places for things to hide here.

Fin continues up the path, using the foliage and shadows on its fringe for cover as he presses on, looking warily for any tracks, foes, or other signs of danger…

Stealth: 1d20 + 25 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 25 + 2 + 4 = 38
Survival (Tracking): 1d20 + 10 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 10 + 3 = 31
Perception: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 16 + 2 = 35

Selena rolls her eyes, "Quasit, you don't bother reading the sign or listening to the crier, you just shoot first and ask questions later, if ever."

Quasit takes an aggressive step forward, getting into Selena's personal space. Her eyes are blazing.

"Hoho, you have no idea how hard I'm trying not to shoot first here, Shortpants!" she sneers threateningly. "Here's a tip. We all know what you think at this point about how we assess threats, so just shut up about it, ok? Find something else to complain about. I don't care if you complain, I complain all the time. Complain about the weather. Complain about Tezuzu's cooking. Complain about how Bulvi smells. But if I hear this 'Don't assume a troll is evil just because it's a troll' garbage anymore, I'm gonna twist your nose upside down."

Tezuzu walks up behind Quasit and takes a viselike grip of her ear from behind and pulls her away from Selena.

"This is not a good use of your time." he says. "And threatening a halfling physically is beneath you."

"And there's no reason anyone would complain about my cooking. I'm an excellent cook."

He starts walking, dragging Quasit by the ear. "These handles you monkeys come with are exceedingly convenient." He glances back at Selena. "Keep up, or some Creeping Jenny might snatch you."

"Really? You think I'm getting strong?" Maka squeezes her in a side hug and forces a squeak and giggle out of Sakitu. She smiles shyly at Maka.

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Quasit's explosion with Selena happens so fast that Sakitu doesn't have time to respond until Tez is pulling her away. Sakitu runs up to Quasit and hooks her arm in Quasit's, helping Tez pull her away. "Come on. Let's go. Let's go sit over here." She, along with Tez, leads Quasit several steps away from Selena.

"OwowowowOWOW!OW!!" says Quasit as she gets yanked along by her ear. "Let me go! Tezzy, I swear I'm gonna start pulling feathers in a second!" She still seems ornery as Sakitu hooks onto her arm. At this point, Tezuzu releases her and musses her hair.

"It's no use." he says, glancing back at Selena. "You can't ask a duck not to quack."

Quasit is rubbing her ear. "Yeah, yeah. You know, you could have torn my ear off. That hurts a lot."

"Come on. Let's go. Let's go sit over here."

"I don't wanna sit down." answers Quasit peevishly. "I wasn't gonna actually hit her. Maybe poke her a few times and rip out a little of her hair. You know, no big deal."

She trudges along in silence for a few steps, then exhales heavily and sags a little.

"Normally I can just ignore her, but sometimes --boy howdy, she just gets my goat. And one of these days Maka's gonna fry her like an egg."

Please place yourselves on the map where you are right now

"You've just gotten strong Saki!"

"Really? You think I'm getting strong?" Maka squeezes her in a side hug and forces a squeak and giggle out of Sakitu. She smiles shyly at Maka.

"I don't think it, I know it! With how strong you've been getting, I'll bet you'll be having Baba Yaga go on quests to help you before long."

"Normally I can just ignore her, but sometimes --boy howdy, she just gets my goat. And one of these days Maka's gonna fry her like an egg."

"Oh. I know. She gets to me too sometimes. But for some reason not this time. That's good, right? When you can't handle it I can help you. When I can't handle it you can help me. Like sisters, right?" Sakitu squeezes Quasit's arm a little more.

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"I don't think it, I know it! With how strong you've been getting, I'll bet you'll be having Baba Yaga go on quests to help you before long."

Sakitu gulps. "Really? I don't think I want to talk to Baba Yaga."

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"So we're going to that building that the dead cat talked about. Fin's checking it out, right? I hope it's not a trap."

If we're still all on the trail, then I'm where I want to be. Right in the middle.

"Oh. I know. She gets to me too sometimes. But for some reason not this time. That's good, right? When you can't handle it I can help you. When I can't handle it you can help me. Like sisters, right?"

Quasit blows roughly out her mouth, like a horse, making her lips brap.

"Next time she annoys you, you have my permission to summon your monkeys onto her." she says, half-seriously.

I guess I'm where I want to be for now. Happy to let Croc Boy and Lava Girl scout ahead.

?: 1d20 ⇒ 3
??: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Maka and Fin hear a faint rustling, and turn just in time to see a plant with a giant, gaping maw poke out from between two tree trunks.

Bulvi Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Findurel Init: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Maka Init: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Quasit Init: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Sakitu Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Selena Init: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Tezuzu Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Plant Init: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

This is a surprise round. Fin and Maka can do a standard action before the plant acts. The rest of you didn't spot the plant so you're surprised.

"Plant!" Maka shouted before launching a blast of fire at the incoming threat.

Fire blast vs Touch AC; EO: 1d20 + 14 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 14 + 3 = 22
Fire; EO: 5d6 + 2 + 9 ⇒ (4, 5, 5, 4, 3) + 2 + 9 = 32

”Izzy flee!”

Seeing the size and likely reach of this thing, Fin judges he is too close for comfort and retreats a healthy distance, about 15’ or so SW, and prepares to launch a volley of cold iron next round…

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (7) + 22 = 29 (Assuming it doesn’t have Combat Reflexes, but just in case I’m wrong)

Looking to his friends, he says, ”Be wary, this looks like another Elf-swallowing plant!”

Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Maka, how high up are you flying?

GM, any movement penalties in this area?

Anywhere off the path is difficult terrain, due to thick undergrowth.

Maka's fire blast scorches the hostile plant (and some other unoffending foliage). As if in response, the plant flashes a blindingly bright light.

Fin, Quasit, Maka, and Bulvi need to make a DC 20 fortitude save or be blinded for 1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds.

Another similar plant creature crawls out of the undergrowth farther to the north.

Normal round now--everyone but Tezuzu and Selena beat the plant creatures in initiative, so they can all post actions.

Fort Save: 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

In a meeting, posting by phone; will post action when I get out...

Fort Save: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34

Maka's draconic eyes held true as she kept track of her target despite the blinding barrage. With two forward flips to gain momentum, Maka kicked a blast of fire at the plant creature.

Standard Action Fire Blast first plant monster, Empower metakineses +1 burn, move action gather power -1 burn

Fire Blast vs Touch AC; EO: 1d20 + 14 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 14 + 3 = 21
Fire; EO: 5d6 + 2 + 9 ⇒ (3, 2, 1, 4, 6) + 2 + 9 = 27
Empower Dmg: 13 = 13

Fin will fire at the same plant creature that Maka lit up, providing it's still standing...if it's down, he'll fire at the one further away...

To Hit Mods: BAB+Dex, Magic, Weapon Focus, PBS, Deadly Aim, Precise Shot, Improved Precise Shot, Point Blank Shot, Clustered Shots, Manyshot, Rapid Shot
Damage Mods: Magic, Strength, PBS, Deadly Aim, Clustered Shot

Magic Longbow (Manyshot): 1d20 + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 ⇒ (7) + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 = 22
Magic/Cold Iron Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 = 12
Magic/Cold Iron Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 = 11

Magic Longbow (Rapid Shot): 1d20 + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 ⇒ (7) + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 = 22
Magic/Cold Iron Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 = 12

Magic Longbow (Iterative): 1d20 + 11 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 ⇒ (6) + 11 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 = 16
Magic/Cold Iron Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 = 15

Clustered Shot Damage before any potential DR (if my first two attacks hit): 35

Fort Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Fortunately for her, Quasit had been looking up at Maka when the blinding flash went off, not to mention being partially shielded by Bulvi.

"More crummy plants!" she hollers. "Selena would like a word to determine whether this is just your way of signaling 'Hello!'"

And without further ado she runs up the path, pulls her short sword and stabs at the stem.

Melee Attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28
Damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Can I tell if the plants larger than 10x10?

The plants are huge

"More killer plants! What's wrong with this world?" Sakitu glares. She makes a gesture in the air and several magic missiles fly towards the closest plant.

dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"Not again!" Bulvi howls in rage as he's just a moment too late shielding his eyes with his shield. He blinks a few times as the after image begins to slowly disappear he slowly edges towards the creatures, focusing his mind the sword begins to glimmer a vaguely orange light as he prepared to do some rather aggressive gardening.

Fort Save Vs Being Blinded...: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19
Typical... Warrior Spirit for Bane Plant on the sword for a minute. Rounds 1/10

Maka's fire blast annihilates the closer of the two plants, leaving Sakitu and Fin to fire on the farther one as Quasit charges and Bulvi stumbles toward the remaining one. Said remaining plant-thing reaches out to Quasit with its woody maw.

Bite: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25
Damage: 2d6 + 9 ⇒ (6, 1) + 9 = 16
Grapple: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

It just catches her, clamping down and lifting her into the air.

Quasit is grappled, and it is the party's turn. Maka continues to be the best weedkiller.

"Let. Her. GO!" Maka roared as a gout of blue flames erupted from her mouth and slammed into the tree.

Standard Action Blue Flame blast the tree +2 burn, move action gather power -1 burn, take 1 burn from internal buffer

Blue Flame Blast vs Touch AC; EO, Melee: 1d20 + 14 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 14 + 3 - 4 = 30
Fire; EO: 10d6 + 2 + 9 ⇒ (5, 1, 2, 4, 2, 6, 2, 4, 3, 3) + 2 + 9 = 43

Seeing Quasit get snatched by the huge plant, Fin gets a sense of déjà vu, bringing back memories when he was nearly swallowed by one in Artrosa. ”Q!!! NOOOO!!!”

He takes careful aim and lets loose a barrage of arrows at the huge plant…

Burning a use of Perfect Strike here…

To Hit Mods: BAB+Dex, Magic, Weapon Focus, PBS, Deadly Aim, Precise Shot, Improved Precise Shot, Point Blank Shot, Clustered Shots, Manyshot, Rapid Shot, Elven Ranger Racial Confirmation Bonus
Damage Mods: Magic, Strength, PBS, Deadly Aim, Clustered Shot

Magic Longbow (Manyshot/Confirmation): 1d20 + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 + 3 = 35
Perfect Strike (Critical Threat): 1d20 + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 ⇒ (20) + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 = 35 (By rule, this becomes the critical threat and the first attack roll becomes the confirmation)
Magic/Cold Iron/Critical Damage: 3d8 + 6 + 3 + 3 + 18 ⇒ (4, 1, 2) + 6 + 3 + 3 + 18 = 37
Magic/Cold Iron Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 = 12

Magic Longbow (Rapid Shot): 1d20 + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 ⇒ (14) + 16 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 = 29
Magic/Cold Iron Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 = 15

Magic Longbow (Iterative): 1d20 + 11 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 ⇒ (4) + 11 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 2 - 3 = 14
Magic/Cold Iron Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 + 1 + 6 = 16

Clustered Shot Damage before any potential DR (assuming third shot misses): 64
Perfect Strike Uses: 3/5

Wincing with pain, Quasit tries to wriggle out of the deadly jaws of Audrey.

Escape Artist: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15

As Bulvi's eyesight cleared he saw Quasit perched precariously in it's maw, he barreled forward and drove his blade into it's green hide.

Power Attack +1 Holy Plant Bane* Longsword: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 14 + 2 = 29
Damage: 1d8 + 14 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 14 + 2 + (2, 6) = 30
Bonus Damage if Evil: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 5) = 6

Plant Bane 2/10

When Quasit got chomped, Selena cast a spell and with glowing blue hands she rushed forward and punched the creature to distract it and make it drop Quasit.

Chill Touch Dmg: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Punch: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Punch dmg: 1d2 ⇒ 1

Haven't met a gm yet that wouldn't let a punch count as a touch for touch spells, there has been some variance in handling misses however, Some have decided that a miss against normal ac always means there was no touch to discharge the spell effect, though most go with the idea that if the attack beat touch ac but not normal ac then the touch spell goes off but the hit wasn't enough to deal physical dmg from the punch itself. So, however you want to go with it. Edit: or it might not matter today.

I've got improved unarmed strike so no aoo for it. Chill touch deals 1 str dmg fort save dc 13 to negate str dmg, but no save against the 1d6 neg dmg.

Yes, delivering touch spells with a punch is fine. But in this case, with that roll... not exactly a question what happens this time. :D

The flurry of attacks (but mostly Maka's fire blast) destroy the remaining plant monster.

As the plant monster collapses and drops her roughly to the ground in a puddle of ichor, blood and chlorophyll, Quasit --breathing heavily as she recovers her breath-- begins to laugh from the sheer rush of excitement and the delivery from danger.

"Hooo! I think that oversized asparagus was gonna eat me!" she chortles from flat on her back. For some reason this strikes her as even more funny, and she begins laughing harder and finds herself holding her ever-more-aching ribs as a result. "Hahaha! Owww! Haheehee! Man, I am such an idiot. What was I thinking, charging at that thing? Hehehee!" Eventually the energy subsides a little, leaving her wincing and giggling and attempting to get back to her feet.

"Hey, I think this fella had something metal in his gullet. I heard something kinda clank when it dropped over." she says, pointing weakly at the plant corpse.

As the plant monster collapses and drops her roughly to the ground in a puddle of ichor, blood and chlorophyll, Quasit --breathing heavily as she recovers her breath-- begins to laugh from the sheer rush of excitement and the delivery from danger.

A worried Fin rushes to Quasit’s side as she’s unceremoniously tossed to the ground. He checks her out quickly…

Heal: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

…but she seems none the worse for wear…

"Hooo! I think that oversized asparagus was gonna eat me!" she chortles from flat on her back. For some reason this strikes her as even more funny, and she begins laughing harder and finds herself holding her ever-more-aching ribs as a result. "Hahaha! Owww! Haheehee! Man, I am such an idiot. What was I thinking, charging at that thing? Hehehee!" Eventually the energy subsides a little, leaving her wincing and giggling and attempting to get back to her feet.

Seeing her laugh and go on, Fin breathes a sigh of relief. ”I’m glad to see you’re OK…but dammit, Q, don’t do that to me again! Didn’t you see me almost get swallowed by a plant in Artrosa? Keep your distance from these things in the future, please…we cannot afford to lose you…”

"Hey, I think this fella had something metal in his gullet. I heard something kinda clank when it dropped over." she says, pointing weakly at the plant corpse.

”Metal, huh? I’ll check it out…”

Fin will draw his dagger and cut open the plant corpse and see what Quasit heard…and then he’ll check out the other plant as well. While doing so, he’ll gather his spent arrows…

Tezuzu comes forward to heal Quasit.

"That was very brave of you, distracting that huge plant with your weak tiny body so that the others could kill it. We used to kill bears much that way back home--we'd get an old skinny grouse, pluck out a few of its wing feathers so it couldn't fly, then throw it in the bear's cave with all our might. The little thing would run out as fast as her scrawny legs could carry her, squawking for all she was worth, and the bear would come lumbering out after her and chase her about. And once he pounced, we'd all throw our various spears and what have you. Then we'd have a feast named in the honor of the brave little squab who led the attack."

Cure Moderate Wounds: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (2, 7) + 10 = 19

"Of course, the truth of it was that none of us was stupid enough to run into a bear's cave. A smart leader knows when to lead a charge and when to throw a grouse."

Bulvi shakes his head at Quasit "Don't have so much fun, you'll upset Selena." He set about carving through the remains of the creature with Fin.

"Oh, ha ha." says Quasit to Tezuzu and Bulvi. "I'm so flattered having all you boys worried about lil' ol' me." Her tone is light and teasing.

"I wonder if this was the danger Puss 'n Boots was warning us about?" she muses, looking up the trail toward the little hut. "I'm guessing probably not."

Maka unleashed another gout of fire from her mouth as she roared with victory. "And if anyone else attacks my friends I'll burn them up to!" She yelled for all of Baba Yaga's minions to here.

"Oh, ha ha." says Quasit to Tezuzu and Bulvi. "I'm so flattered having all you boys worried about lil' ol' me." Her tone is light and teasing.

There words had barely escaped Quasist's lips before the rogue was swept up in Maka's back breaking brace. "Quasit are you alright!? You're always getting hurt, it makes me so worried." Maka said with no hint of irony about her own frequent injuries.

The suddenness of the battle didn't give Sakitu enough time to even worry about Quasit. It seemed to be just a matter of seconds from when the thing grabbed her till when it crumpled in a dead mess. But even so, it puzzled her when Quasit started laughing.

"Quasit are you alright!? You're always getting hurt, it makes me so worried."

Sakitu nodded. "Yeah. You are always getting hurt. And it seems that most of the time you could have avoided it by not being silly and running straight into the creature. That's supposed to be Bulvi's job. Oh. And speaking of Bulvi. Did you get blinded again?" She turns to look at him. He seems to have clear vision but something during the fight made her worried.

There words had barely escaped Quasist's lips before the rogue was swept up in Maka's back breaking brace.

"Hrrrp!" barks Quasit as the air is forcefully expelled from her lungs. "More healing please Tezzy..."

"Quasit are you alright!? You're always getting hurt, it makes me so worried."

"Yeah, you and me both. I sure wish those monsters would stop fighting back." quips Quasit with all the bravado she can muster.

"Yeah. You are always getting hurt. And it seems that most of the time you could have avoided it by not being silly and running straight into the creature. That's supposed to be Bulvi's job..."

"I never claimed to be good at this fighting business. It's not like I'm a trained Eagle Knight or something." answers Quasit with a flippant wave of the hand. "The only weapon I know how to use is a sword. If you know of a way to use it without getting close to the monsters, I'd like to hear it. I just have to learn to dodge better I guess."

She stops herself, realizing how her soft-hearted friend is liable to take all this. She turns and looks Sakitu in the eyes, smiles charmingly, and throws an arm around her neck.

"What can I say? I'm a knucklehead. I'll try and be more careful. I'm sorry."

"When we were crossing the Crown of the World, we'd tie the youngsters to our belts so they wouldn't run off too far. To keep them from falling into crevasses or falling into the jaws of Polar Worms. Gave 'em about 15 feet to work with. We could try something like that with you, Monkey. I'm sure I've still got my red silk rope about somewhere." says Tezuzu helpfully.

"What can I say? I'm a knucklehead. I'll try and be more careful. I'm sorry."

"Yeah. I guess. I know that you just want to help in the fight. I mean, if you didn't then I'd think that was strange. You know, at home, we always heard of these fighters who you would never see coming. Some people even said that they were invisible! Can you believe it? But maybe you could do that. Maybe I can learn a spell to do that. Yeah! I need to do that. Then when there's a fight I can make it so that no one can see you and you can run into battle all you want."

We could try something like that with you, Monkey. I'm sure I've still got my red silk rope about somewhere.

Sakitu scoffs. "Tez. That would never work. You know that the first thing she would do it slice the rope with her sword. Oh, and you know, I don't know why you keep calling her a monkey. I mean, you're a bird thing and I'm a fox thing but she's not a monkey thing. Unless there's some trick that she knows that I haven't seen."

"Tez. That would never work. You know that the first thing she would do it slice the rope with her sword.

"Cut my red silk rope? She wouldn't dare. It's a family heirloom. She couldn't be so heartless."

"Oh, and you know, I don't know why you keep calling her a monkey. I mean, you're a bird thing and I'm a fox thing but she's not a monkey thing. Unless there's some trick that she knows that I haven't seen."

Tezuzu cocks his head and looks sideways at Sakitu. "I don't see your point. She looks as much like a monkey as I do a bird--well except for the tail. In any case, it is a term of endearment--I have no bad feelings about monkeys. Now foxes... I was always told as a youngster never to trust a fox. It was said that their smiles conceal hunger and their laughter conceals cunning. I like you immensely fox-girl, but I shall never entirely trust you."

He wags his finger dramatically at Sakitu, clearly teasing.

Enjoying the banter between Tez and Sakitu, Fin looks up momentarily from his ‘autopsy’ of the huge plant.

”Ah my feathered friend, you could trust Saki most amongst all of us, methinks; she hasn’t a devious bone in her body. And you forgot one other attribute of a fox as well, they’re as graceful as a sunrise. Saki here is very light on her feet; she glides across the dance floor as a swan swims across a lake…”

Turning back to rummaging through the plant’s gullet, Fin shouts out, ”Q, you sure you heard something in this bloody thing?”

”Q, you sure you heard something in this bloody thing?”

"Yeah, pretty sure." says Quasit, who comes over to help look. "It was a definite metal *clank* sound."

After some poking around to figure out where this plant-thing's "stomach" was, Fin is able to cut open some sort of cavity in it and finds a few items--a +1 breastplate, a +1 heavy flail, and a handy haversack with 235 gold pieces in it.

Fin reaches deeper in the creature’s carcass and his eyes go wide. ”My apologies, Q, metal indeed…and lots of it,” he says as he pulls out a breastplate and then a flail. ”Ah, and what have we here? This may be more to your style, Q…it’s a bag with gold in it…”

Fin reaches deeper in the creature’s carcass and his eyes go wide. ”My apologies, Q, metal indeed…and lots of it,” he says as he pulls out a breastplate and then a flail. ”Ah, and what have we here? This may be more to your style, Q…it’s a bag with gold in it…

“I guess the last person to be grabbed by this thing wasn’t as lucky as you…”

After the casters have looked over the goods and everyone is ready to move on, Fin will warily approach the building and check out the door…

Perception: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 16 + 2 = 30

…if he finds nothing hinky, he’ll quietly open the door…

Stealth: 1d20 + 25 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 25 + 2 + 4 = 42

The door opens onto a rather boring hallway, with a door on either side.