Chronicles of the Silver Rose Company

Game Master Patrick Curtin

Karrin probably has a peek but seeing as Ekuur already got as good as Karrin could ever hope to role not much point in me rolling as well.

Per:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Feeling brave(r) from behind the armed and armored forms of his companions, Justin allows himself to not worry about insectoid ambush, and devotes a critical eye to the remains.

Justin and Ekuur note that the body has been outside for a while. Scavengers have picked a lot of it clean, but the mummified face of a Halfling male shows he died agonizingly.

Justin note a small belt pouch and several flasks secured to a leather belt hidden under the rags. A ring sparkles from on small bony finger

"What has he gots in his pouches my precious?" Justin mutters with a wry smirk. He bends over the body, and after sketching a quick gesture of diefic respect, removes the pouches, vials and ring from the unfortunate halfling.

"Whatever killed him looks like it either scared him or tortured him to death. But I don't think this is one of the vanished we're looking for." Justin says as he stands back up.

"Not unless he was a retired or wannabe troubleshooter who went looking for the missing folks on his own. Full pouches, potion vials, and a most likely magical ring. No Townie walks around like this. This is adventurer's gear." He adds sagely as he inspects the contents of the victims pouches.

Purely for identification, of course,...

The halfling corpse has a dagger, two scroll cases (wax sealed), 500 GP in coins and jewels, 3 potions, the aforesaid ring (a pink gem with golden flecks with a gold setting). His clothing is tattered, but there is a bed roll that looks as if it is still servicible

Assuming Det Magic is cast

The dagger, ring, one scroll case and the potions all glow

Karrin:

Karrin suddenly snaps to attention.

"Everyone at the ready," Karrin says, "I think something dangerous is nearby."

"Gee I would never have guessed." Merle she does get her lightning wand out however.

Ekuur will make an attempt to determine how the Halfling died, and how long it's been dead.

heal 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Ekuur guesses from the patterns of decay and the look of the remaining flesh that the corpse has likely sat here for a week or so.

"No, whatever killed the halfling could be long gone," Karrin says scanning the surrounding area, "This could be something else."

perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (13) - 1 = 12

Karrin:

Everyone else: Karrin's big axe begins to glow a soft white color

"Does your axe normally do that?" Merle pointing

Yes, Justin casting detect magic should have been in that post. Thanks. :)

"Does your axe normally do that?" Merle pointing

With a sigh, Justin tucks the items into his coat pockets for later examination. When they AREN'T under threat of imminent demise. He figures they should have a break in their schedule sometime in about 3 months. For 10 minutes or so.

"Only when the party's about to begin." The wizard answers Merle.

"What's up Karrin? Orcs? Ghosts? Dragon?" He continues cheerily as he also pulls out a wand and readies his spells.

"Something from below," Karrin says looking down, "Whatever they are Ferissirion doesn't like them."

There comes a sibilant hissing that seems to echo off the slanted borehole

::Ssss::

::you will die for what you have done::

::Tenebrous will feast on your soul::

Nothing can be seen yet, but everyone feels the dread

group init plz

Group Init

1d20 ⇒ 14 Add +7 for Merle

"Okay so uh what specific thing was it we did?"

Assailants: 25

Merle: 21
Karrin: 17
Justin: 17
Naridre: 17
Ekuur: 14
Rhiannon: 14

The bore hole ripples and fades, becoming a place of utter darkness. Swirling shapes dance in the party's peripheral vision. A cackling voice says

::We shall reclaim our sibling's face, and devour your souls!::

Ekuur feels a strange pressure against his thoughts, as if something was prying into his soul

Will save for Ekuur please. Also Will save for all to disbelieve the new terrain

"Ugh!"

Will save: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

"That is,.. not right?!?" Justin moans, turning his head sideways, as if hoping to see the new terrain better.

Will save

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Merle's Yggdrasil mark/gift able to help here at all?

Will save

1d20 + 6

Merle's Yggdrasil mark/gift able to help here at all?

I'll cut you a break for ingenuity:)

Merle

"Ah heck it's those floaty mask things from last time two of em." Merle yelling trying to get the others attention

"Ah heck it's those floaty mask things from last time two of em." Merle yelling trying to get the others attention

"Wait, What? Where?!?" Justin calls, waving his wand around and looking for a target.

Will save 1 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17
Will save 2 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

Ekuur feels himself surrounded by darkness. He cannot see anything, and the sounds of his friends seem far away. His head lances with pain as his mind fills with whispers

::submit:: ::resistance is futile:: ::don't make this worse than it has to be:: ::submit::

A hot flare of anger Sears through Ekuur's soul, as scalding as his native Athas' desert winds. The voices fade, and he hears Merle's warning of the mask-faces return. He is still blanketed in darkness though.

Merle launches a lightning bolt at the nearest mask getting both if she can.

9d6 ⇒ (1, 5, 1, 2, 3, 6, 5, 1, 6) = 30 Dc 18 for half

reflex: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 171d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

You can angle both

Merle's bolt ripples out in a sizzling blue arc, briefly outlining the two horrors in a nimbus of St. Elmo's fire. There is a horrendous screech in stereo as the two masked spectres howl in pain

Assailants: 25 Mind magik

Merle: 21 lightning bolt! (Unaffected)
Karrin: 17 pending (will save needed)
Justin: 17 pending (affected)
Naridre: 17 pending (will save needed)
Ekuur: 14 pending (affected)
Rhiannon: 14 pending (will save needed)

The party feels a thrum of power as it seems like Yggdrasil Herself is coming to their aid. Karrin's axe glows even brighter

. Ok. Everyone who failed their Will Save, take another one with a +5 circumstance bonus. This goes for those not yet rolled. Karrin, for undisclosed plot reasons will get a +10 circumstance bonus. The Big Bark is lending you all strength

new will save 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (12) + 19 = 31

Going to hold off on posting my actions until I see who is still affected and whether Ekuur is still in darkness or not.

Ekuur feels a new strength well up in him. His vision clears and he is back in the bore hole. One of the hideous masked spectres floats above him, porcelain face set in an angry grimace

Ack! I snooze I lose! ;P Presuming Justin can only see blackness? Second will save?

Will save 2: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11 Or NOT! ;P

"Where?! Where are they? Merle? Tell me where to aim!" Justin cries, Waving his own lightning bolt wand around, unsure of where to fire without hitting his companions.

Ekuur looks at the figure, rage in his face. He lashes out with his trikal, flames already licking across the three blades. "I burn you with the flames of the Great Fire!"

full attack 1 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27
damage 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13 plus 1d6 ⇒ 2

full attack 2 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
damage 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16 plus 1d6 ⇒ 3

"Left....no your other left." Merle to Justin giving directions very badly

Sorry we were snowed in up in my part of the world.

#1 Will Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
#2 Will Save: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33

Karrin uses swift expeditious retreat to close the distance and lunges in with her axe:

Power Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32

Edit: Possible critical

crit conformation: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

damage: 1d12 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (11) + 17 + (6) = 34

Edit: possible Crit damage:
damage: 1d12 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (10) + 17 + (2) = 29
damage: 1d12 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 17 + (5) = 25

Possible 98 damage (13 of it cold)

Understood. My family has been sending some crazy pictures from Cape Breton

Ekuur's trikal lashes out and strikes the spectre above his head. The foul creature screeches as it hits its insubstantial form

Karrin swings Ferissirion in a murderous arc. The axe glows blindingly white and cleaves straight through the other spectre, causing it to freeze instantly then explode into shards of frozen ectoplasm.

Justin's head clears and he can see again. As can all the others

The dead one was managing the hallucination so no more will saves needed

The second spectre hisses as the stink of ectoplasmic goo fills the bore hole

Will save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Will save: 1d20 + 3 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 5 = 19

Assailants: 25 Mind magik

Merle: 21 lightning bolt!
Karrin: 17 (ATK-hit-kill)
Justin: 17 pending
Naridre: 17 pending
Ekuur: 14 (ATK-hit)
Rhiannon: 14 pending

The party's vision clear. Merle's green tree fur markings seem to writhe on their own. The foul porcelain-faced spectre roils above them, screeching

"Oh,.... EW!" Justin says as his vision clears, and he gets a good at the floaty-mask-things. WAY too close for comfort.

"I thought we were DONE with you guys! Why do they keep coming back for more whoop-a$$? Oh well, glad to oblige! Ragadolf's Resilient Sphere!" Justin cries as he tosses a small object, a shining crystal sphere, at the nearest spook.

Been wanting to try this! Cast Resilient sphere, (DC:20 (Ref) to negate, SR yes-do I need to roll?) Acts as a Wall of Force that can be dispelled by Dispel Magic, otherwise 9 minutes duration, 9' diameter sphere. Cannot be moved by either outside or inside forces. (Updated from 3.x)

"Suck Force Sphere Spook!" Justin crows in triumph.

IF it gets trapped, we can't hurt it from outside, BUT it can't get away either. AND I can still conjure stuff into the sphere WITH it. I've been wanting to try this since I got this spell! :D

Yessir mr force sphere roll that SR. dice!

Yessir! One SR Check coming right up! :)

Caster Level Check:
9th lvl Wiz, +1 for Evocation, +5 for Int (w/ headband)= +15

1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

"And STAY there!"

BAM!!

A crackling sphere of energy envelops the masked spectre, ripples of St Elmo's fire dancing around the translucent shell of force.

The creature shrieks and attempts to escape to no avail

forgot the reflex check

1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

OK. Nothing else to add

The spectre rapidly flickers to and fro but there is no way out

Justin raises a fist skyward, and pumps it down until his elbow hits his side. He wears a look of immense self-satisfaction.

"And for my NEXT trick!,..." :)

I think someone missed the chance at making a ghostbuster's reference

LOL! I actually WAS going to make one, back when I was going to use my wand of lightning like Merle. Would have worked here too. :)

So now what?

Do we wait for everyone to post their actions or move onto the next round?

Combat is over, so we can just go with what you want to do. I am assuming the trapped monster can't do anything while in the force bubble Justin?

Sorry, RL killing me. And I haven't even STARTED doing taxes yet! ;P Yeah my mistake, I thought there were 3, was waiting for next combat round. :) It should be trapped for 9 minutes, unless it can teleport I think. It is basically a Force Wall/bubble

"Yeh, yeh, not so tough NOW are ya?!?" Justin tells the creature in a nasally voice, blue rings of energy rippling from where his finger touches the bubble.

"Heh. they HATE it when you do this." Justin smirks, tapping the force bubble again.

"Alright folks, how does everyone like their Demon-Ghost? Medium? Well done?"

Unless anyone has any moral quandries about killing an undead creature, I'm conjuring a Flame Sphere inside to keep it company. :)

The spectre hisses

::FOOLS!:: ::Tenebrous will devour your soul:: ::there is no escape for you:: Death will be a pleasure you will beg for::