Adventure Path Reign of Winter

Game Master Almonihah

Fin will try to give Quasit a hand in unlocking the chest...

Aid Another (Disable Device): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

When Ringeirr comes around, Quasit stands up and cradles the lockbox under her arm.

"How are you doing? Don't alarmed, we're friends of Nadya, we came to rescue you. Are you thirsty? Or hungry?" She offers the man her waterskin.

"Maybe I should invest a crowbar... we look quite suspicious as it is anyway." Bulvi muses double checks the down foes for keys while Fin has little luck and if necessary tries to force the lock.

Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

"No Maka, we might need to wear disguises. We just beat a bunch of people up while breaking and entering that might actively work with the guard." Hace says to Maka.

"Oh, sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Maka replied with an apologetic laugh. "Even if they were guards, they were jerks and got what they deserved. Besides, we tried it the nice way."

between the three, the lock does pop open, though it will not lock at all any more who is opening the chest?

I think it’s probably Quasit opening the chest. Hit me.

”Thank you Maka. Exactly the point I was trying to make.” says Quasit as she sits down on the bed and goes back trying jimmy open the chest.

1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

a small poison trap is triggered as the lid is open, and with no reaction time, Quasit is hit, [ooc]Fort Save for Quasit[/dice]

"OW! Mother..."

Fort Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Quasit sticks her poisoned finger into her mouth and sucks.

"That really burns! I think that needle was poisoned." she says between sucks.

"Just our luck... Have can you try and see if something happens with your powers?"

Fin rushes to Q’s side and tries to treat the poison...

Heal: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

”Sorry, Q, I should’ve checked it for traps before you opened it...”

"Well, can anyone tell if its infected or poisonous?" he says before he notices Fin already doing so, "Here, I'll give you a hand Fin."

heal aid: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (16) + 0 = 16

Maka gave one of the unconscious(dead?) ogres a swift kick. "You jerks, who poisons a box?"

"Oh, it's poison. Trust me, this isn't the first time this has happened. Ah man, and this one went deep too!" When Fin and Hace aren't checking her hand, she shaking it up and down vigorously. "It's not your fault Fin, I was careless, as usual. Too busy chatting and boasting when I should have had my mind on business. I mean, of COURSE that slime ball kept a trap on his loot."

Quasit smiles a little when Maka kicks the dead ogre."Kick him once for me." she jokes. "And don't sweat it too much. I'll feel like crap for a few days, but I'll get over it. I doubt these guys could afford the really lethal stuff. Whatever it is, it won't be as bad as a certain vitality-sucking witch curse, so this won't even be the worst thing I've had this week."

She peeks at the chest, and opens the lid to check inside even while the others tend her wound.

Sakitu yelps when the Quasit is hit. She is about to rush to her side when Fin steps in. "Quasit, you ok?" she asks but then notices that it looks like the feisty rogue seems to be doing ok.

"Well, what is in the chest?"

the skin on your finger and slowly across your hand turns bright blue

Dex Damage: 1d2 ⇒ 2

in the chest isn't too much:

a Wand
a small pouch holding 4 uncut gems, 50GP each
179GP in assorted coinage
and a Curious silver mirror engraved the the image of two lovers embracing worth 100GP

as well as Ringeirrs gear

Quasit give me 3 more fort saves

Fort Save #1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Fort Save #2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Fort Save #3: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

"Uh... Fin? Why is my hand turning blue?"

+4 circumstance bonus to your saves if the boys passed the DC of the poison with their heal check.

"Uh... Fin? Why is my hand turning blue?"

"WHY IS HER HAND TURNING BLUE!?" Maka repeated in a loud, panicked voice. "Hace, fix it!"

Hace tries various magical motions, but nothing interesting happens. "I've either hit my limit or don't have any relevant powers here. Might be worth trying again tomorrow though."

Fin frowns. ”Must be the poison spreading, Q...hopefully, it won’t go beyond your hand...”

Quasit watches her hand turning blue in strange fascination, holding it up before her face and turning it this way and that.

"It's starting to feel stiff too." she says. The continues to watch it for a while then adds, apparently to herself: "My right hand..."

Sakitu gasps at Quasit's hand. She starts to reach for it then jerks her hand back, afraid to touch Quasit. "Does it hurt?" She turns to Hace. "You can't fix it? What are we going to do?" Her eyes alight on the wand in the box. Just maybe the wand can cure her.

Quickly, Sakitu grabs the wand and applies her magical abilities to try to understand its function but the stress of the situation doesn't allow her to properly concentrate.

Spellcraft@wand: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Hace watches Sakitu attempt to use her wand, "I don't think I can do anything, at least not right now. What wand is that? I might be able to give it a go."

"I have no idea what it does. That's what I was trying to figure out. Maybe you can find out?" She hands the wand to Hace.

Sakitu gasps at Quasit's hand. She starts to reach for it then jerks her hand back, afraid to touch Quasit. "Does it hurt?"

Quasit raises her eyebrows and nods. "Oh yeah." she says stoically. "It feels sorta like a centipede or a wasp venom. Sharp, burning pain. I'm a connoisseur of poisons, after all the times I've been jabbed. My hand is probably gonna swell up nice for the rest of the day. But the blue thing I've never seen before. However they did it, that's pretty clever. Marks out whoever the thief is that stuck his hand in the cookie jar."

She holds out her hand to Sakitu to let her look it over, like it's an interesting thing she just found. "It's kind of a pretty color though, don't you think?"

"Umm, if you don't know what it does, why would you try it on Quasit without asking first, it could be a fireball or something." Hace says to Sakitu, "Quasit, would you like me to try this on you?"

use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
use magic device, DC 25: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

After 11 tries, Hace can manage to activate the wand, whether that is good or not, remains to be seen.

"Umm, if you don't know what it does, why would you try it on Quasit without asking first, it could be a fireball or something." Hace says to Sakitu, "Quasit, would you like me to try this on you?"

"Um, no, that seems like a terrible idea. It might turn me into a newt. With a blue hand."

Hace instead aims the wand at himself then, "Well, I really want to find out, it could be extremely useful."

Using the wand 11 times on myself for 1 success.

Quasit settles back on the bed and gets comfortable, waiting to see the fireworks.

Dex Damage: 1d2 ⇒ 1

Quasit made the requirement on her third total roll for a total of 3 Dex Damage

Sakitu roll a percentage for a misfire on the wand with a 1

[Dice=Dex Damage]1d2

Quasit made the requirement on her third total roll for a total of 3 Dex Damage

Sakitu roll a percentage for a misfire on the wand with a 1

A misfire? Wands just break for the person using them for 24 hours when the user rolls a 1 and fails to activate the wand (normally). As the GM, you're of course welcome to change that as you see fit, just stating the standard rule there.

I wasn't clear in my prose, I was trying to spellcraft it to figure out what it was, I wasn't actually using it. Sorry for the confusion.

"No! I would never use the wand without knowing what it did. That would be crazy." Sakitu looks puzzled at Hace. Why would he suggest such a thing.

Quasit holds her hand out and Sakitu flinches back. Then tentatively reaches forward to touch her. "I'm so sorry. I wish I could help. Maybe it will get better by itself."

I understand that Hace, there is a reason for it don't worry

Hace instead aims the wand at himself then, "Well, I really want to find out, it could be extremely useful."

Using the wand 11 times on myself for 1 success.

"But what if it turns you in to a newt!?" Maka said, still in a panic.

[ooc]

Quasit holds her hand out and Sakitu flinches back. Then tentatively reaches forward to touch her. "I'm so sorry. I wish I could help. Maybe it will get better by itself."

Quasit laughs. "Saki, you are just too sweet for words. Stop apologizing, it's my own damn fault for being careless. I'm sure it'll be better in a few days, it's just going to be an annoyance until then. My heart didn't stop and I'm not bleeding to death. I just have a fat blue hand."

She pats the bed next to her with her fat blue hand. "Have a seat. Hace is going to turn himself into a newt."

Well, she wasn't attempting to use it apparently, but just in case I need roll a percentile as well, I'll go ahead and roll it now.

percentile: 1d100 ⇒ 80

"I understand the risk Maka, but the information we have, the better prepared we can be. This wand could be an amazing option for us, or it could totally kill me instantly. I've weighed the risks though and its very unlikely that anything significantly bad will happen." Hace replies to Maka.

Fin shrugs as he deadpans. ”On the bright side, newt can be quite tasty if prepared well...”

Sakitu its partially my fault, I was tired and reading it on my phone on break at work, hace you don't need the Percentage since you didn't roll a 1 before using it

Sakitu hops onto the bed next to Quasit. "Hace, be careful. Are you sure this is the best way." She gasps at Fin's comment. "Fin! We aren't going to eat Hace! No way. You can't mean that." She looks shocked and scandalized. Looking intently at the others. "Did you hear what he said? He would eat Hace."

Quasit pats Sakitu comfortingly on the knee.

"Don't worry." she says tenderly. "It won't come to that."

Then she goes back to watching Hace, pauses, and adds:

"The crocodile would most likely get him first. Now that's irony for you."

Bulvi watched in confusion as his friends argued about who would risk being turned into a newt. "Maybe we could find a rat or something to experiment on... a rat being changed into a newt isn't as drastic of a change right?"

Quasit shrugs. "Tell him."

Maka looked back and forth from Fin and Issy. "No one is eating anyone!" She said with a fierce huff of smoke. "You should act more like Bulvi and come up with helpful ideas."

Looking to Sakitu and then Maka, Fin shakes his head, thinking, Elven humor appears not to be in vogue here...

"Why don't we just wait till we get to the city so we can find out what the wand does there? That way the newt doesn't get eaten by the evil Elf or the croc..."

So how disfigured am I?

Sakitu seems put as ease as Quasit and Maka seem to make it clear that Fin won't be eating anyone. Yet she looks askance at the elf. "Just when you thought you knew someone..." she mutters under her breath.

"Oh. Alright. Let's just keep going on into the city then." She frowns a bit as she looks around. "What about Ringeirr and Nadya?"

I'm also interested to see what the wand did to Hace.

"Would you like a piggy back ride since you're feeling poorly?" Bulvi winked at Quasit. "Or perhaps some mead?"

Quasit grins. "Well, you know I'm never one to turn down a piggy back ride, but my legs are ok for the moment. And mead sounds splendid. Honestly, getting out of this wretched hut and back to Uncle Ringeirr's place sounds even better. I was sort of looking forward to taking the rest of the day off to have a warm meal and a warm fire to lay next to. This last, what, 10 days of walking through the snowy wilds of Irrissen has been pretty draining. We can worry about getting into the city tomorrow."

"And Nadya will be leaving us. It's going to be strange not having her talking all the time, am I right? Such a vivid personality. I'm gonna miss her."

well since you didn't roll a 1 you are fine

the wand lets off a glow, and as its pointed at hace, his feet and hands feel a bit stickier, like how a spider holds on to the side of a wall with nothing but its legs, you feel like you could do the same

Wand of Spider Climb I'll save the effect of a 1 activation for later

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After his rescue, Ringeirr invites the group to his modest hut, where they have the opportunity to eat hot food and rest without having to fight the elements. He asks for their story.

Fin observes with interest the test results from the wand...he considers mentioning that spiders can be tasty too but, considering his last joke didn't go over well, he keeps his mouth shut...

Between bites, he tries to answer Ringeirr's question. "Long story, so I'll sum up. There was death...undead...fey...more death...friends leaving...friends coming...lots of near death...more leaving...witches...curses...more undead...more fey...a tower...new friends and a croc...baths...bad guards...rescue...a good meal...and here we are..."

He takes a hit on his ale and nods to Quasit. "Q here can probably tell our story best though..."

Maka digs in to the food with her usual fervor, occasionally stopping to nod in response to Fin. "That sounds about right. Nadya said you could sneak us in to the city so we can teach those witches a lesson."