Ashardaldon Series - Unoptimized KK (Inactive)

Game Master Freddy Honeycutt

"Datin leads tah kissin am all kinds o other foolin round."

Xane

Xane shrugs, not quite getting what the Gnome is talking about. She glances at the metal things attached to the walls, but shrugs looking for things that are A) Pointy and B) Weapon shaped.

"Okay, we've got a new friend and some new Kobolds. Lets go get us a mad Druid." >:)

"Actually I am sendin these kobolds back tah their tribe. They need a bit more healin tha I got right now, an tha tribe needs tah know whats what round here."

Xane nods, absently patting any nearby Kobold on the head as they leave.

"So, you seen much of this place?' She asks Erky

Respen returns from the other room seemly chased a something shiney, that he thought was a gem but turned out to be a some creatures bones.

He moves at a fast pace to catch up to the group and sees them talking to a gnome and a few kobolds. Seeing no enemies are in the room he proceeds in.

"Aye yes, you all did good saving more of those unfortunate to be captured by these creatures. Good sir, my name is Sir Respen Bayleef, Bastion of Justice, may I ask you your names?"

He repeats all of that in goblin for the kobolds.

"I am Erky Timbers an these two are goin and home."

He ushers the kobolds out and sends them home.....

He extends a hand towards Respen.....

"Good to meet ya Mr. Timbers, do you wish to join us on our campaign to free the heroes and save a civilization of Kobolds! Well are ya?"

The bastion of justice is being a little over dramatic today, it just feels right hehe.

Leaving Respen to make his introductions, Thedrin remembers that he hasn't checked out the chest yet and has a look to see if anything is left inside it.

Thedrin finds what appears to be a small brown monks outfit, complete with sandals and a sash......

"Good to meet ya Mr. Timbers, do you wish to join us on our campaign to free the heroes and save a civilization of Kobolds! Well are ya?"

The bastion of justice is being a little over dramatic today, it just feels right hehe.

"I figure I have a score tah settle up with them goblins!"

Thedrin stuffs the outfit into his sack.

"Gurukk thinks it is time to find some of these pesky goblins and put them in their place. The Fire God is hungry for vengence"

To Erky, Gurukk offers, "Speaking of hunger, Gurukk have some cooked Rat left, very tasty. Gurukk put own spin on it."

"I have not been around these chamnbers they caught me upon tha road, an took everything but mah holy symbol, tha I hid from them. I have not been anywhere else, but I know tha room over thar is a practice range o somethin fer throwin weapons."

At the mention of 'weapons' Xane's eye light up. She stands and saunters over for a gander.

Perception:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Meh...(-_-)

Also I don't know why I keep clicking on the wrong Avatar. Will try not to do that too often...

Not a problem at all the two avatars are so similar it is almost a welcome change! ;)

Xane walks over to the indicated door hoping to find weapons within.....

Dozens of blunted and broken javelins lie on the cracked cobblestone floor, though a few actually protrude from three crudely sewn humanoid targets hung along the center of the south wall. The northern third of the room is seperated from the south by a crudely mortared and crenellated half-wall. A permanent camp of sorts lies north of the wall, complete with a fire ring and several small iron cooking pots.

Thedrin moves over to the 'camp' kicks through the contents for anything useable.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

Xane stands amongst the remains.

"So...this is where the Goblin's were living?" She pokes at things with her boot,

"Yecch!" She leaves the place, kicking absently through the piled stone wall (Assuming it's just stacked rocks etc and her Strength allows her too ) and waits in the 'main' room where they discovered Erky.

Thedrin the small iron pots are usable, though slightly unappatizing at the moment.....

Leaving the pots where they lay, Thedrin moves back to the others "Right, lets get moving again. Which way to more goblins?"

"I agree, Thedrin. Let us help this little cleric settle the score with our devious enemy."

Will move to the door we haven't used yet and check it for traps and then open it with gusto if I don't detect any traps.

Perception:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Xane felxes her shoulders in anticipation of any coming fight. This time she draws forth her sword.

Wait....who's 'Gusto'...?

It's a fallen paladin's aura booyah!

Xane stands amongst the remains.

"So...this is where the Goblin's were living?" She pokes at things with her boot,

"Yecch!" She leaves the place, kicking absently through the piled stone wall

Gurukk is confused on what is so bad about the goblin's setup

Seeing Gurukks confused look when they talk ill of the goblin's camp, Respen nudges the orc with his elbow and says, "Fire pit not big enough to truly honor the fire god."

Seeing Gurukks confused look when they talk ill of the goblin's camp, Respen nudges the orc with his elbow and says, "Fire pit not big enough to truly honor the fire god."

"Of course not, what do goblins know of the Fire God? Only his wrath!"

I will update and open the new door later on...

I will be at a conference all day today ;(

Updated Map

As you can see above area 33 there are two doors to choose from......

Xane pulls the curtain/drape fully open and walks confidently into the northern part of the room. For just a second she simply raises a fist in preparation for punching/hammering her way through the 'Western' facing door to the north, then she glances at Sir Respen Bayleef and her other companions,

"Heh, sorry...old habits.." She grins and steps back, awaiting some one with better expertise to check the doors out.

"What are you waiting for?" said as Thedrin strides up to the door Xane was approaching and yanks it open.

The north and south walls of this chamber are stacked halfway to the ceiling with ill-made barrels, boxes and crates. A clear path allows easy access between the west and east doors.

"Thanks for your paitence my dear warrior women." He gives Xane a regal bow, and then puts his hand on the halflings shoulder, "Becareful youth, we are playing with goblins who like to use traps, if you get my drift. But lets see what you found lad."

Respen will move in quietly and exaime the barrels a little closer, and a little nervous a little sprite is going to pop out.

Stealth:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Perception:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Current Map

Respen moves through the storage area 38 and opens the door on the far side into a new chamber 39

Several torches mounted in crude wall sconces burn fitfully in this chamber, filling the air with a haze that blurs sight. A double row of marble columns carved with entwining dragons marches the length of the hall.

Xane walks cautiously along at the rear of the group, eyes and ears peeled for any signs of trouble.

Perception:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

"Stay Quiet, if you want to move in with me do it quietly." He whispers to the group.

Respen moves along the columns on the the north side, peering into the room and if he doesn't see anyone, he'll check that first door on the northside just in case.

Stealth:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Perception:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Xane tenses, flexing her sword...there were an awful lot of doors to the North...

Aye but theres only 1 first one on the northside!!

"Ya'll aren't jus opening random doors err yah?"

The long hallway just seems to be filled with smoke. The storage area seemed to have crates and barrels of common supplies such as nails.....

As the map indicates there are several doors.

DM note to self

Thedrin shrugs at Erky "Random is good, you have a better idea?"

Thedrin shrugs at Erky "Random is good, you have a better idea?"

"Like the flame that burns, random is fine"

Xane shrugs, "I can do random..." She looks about the room,

"Besides, the only way to not randomly open a door is to know here the door being opened leads too..." She adds quietly and philosophically.

(^_~)

"We do not choose random doors, we are guided by both Imoedae and the Fire God, it just appears to be random to the untrained eye. It's okay, we will not look down on your disadvantage only hope that some day you see why we choose what we choose."

And then I will procede to open that first door on the north.

Trophy Room

Mounted and stuffed animal heads adorn the walls. The mounting job is sloppy, and the assortment of heads includes cattle, rats, and other not particularly impressive specimens, however a few grisly trophies share the wall with the animals, including a couple of kobold visages. Smashed and broken cabinets and small tables litter the periphery of the room, mute victims of some sort of rampage. A rusted iron spike stands askew in the center of the room, trailing a broken chain. Thin patches of ice coat sections of the walls, floor, and debris.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Thedrin steps into the room, scanning the detritus for signs of life... or valuables.

Bringing up the rear, Xane's eyes take in the spike, the chain and the ice. She holds her sword tighter and waits....

Perception:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

"Tis a sure sign tha little dragon has been here an not long agone at tha. Look at tha ice."

You see no sign of the dragon anywhere in this room.

The next two doors on the North wall open into what can only be called a Common Hallway

Thedrin pads into the hall in order to peer round the corner.

Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Thedrin rounds a corner and then another taking a look-see he finds two more doors!

The big hall

Xane lumbers along bringing up the rear of the group looking around as she now thinks there is something else possibly behind them.

Perception:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Also, since we've lost Berry, should we perhaps ask about for another bod or two to pick up the slack? Just a thought...