Curse of the Crimson Throne (Inactive)

Game Master R0B0GEISHA

Garran doesn't need Danni's warning - he doesn't trust Lamm, and wouldn't go down to talk to him anyway. Instead he calls out, "Instead of us coming down there, why don't you come up here? We'll have some fun, Lamm."

"Let's if they have a surprise waiting for us," Nicoleta says with a wide grin. She darts off and returns just a moment later dragging the body of the guard dog.

She tips it over the edge. A heartbeat later she's clamoring down the ladder following it.

Well, can't help it now. You know that if we leave her down there...she will haunts us.
Alistair sighs and starts to climb down the ladder but drops down after about five feet of climbing.

Garran stows his weapons and follows down the ladder, skipping the last 5 feet of it like Alistair and drawing out his sword and shield as soon as he's down.

Bloo's body crashes to the floor, quickly followed by Nicoleta, Alistair, and the rest of the party.

The room below is cool and stinks of the river, thanks to a huge opening in the floor that away to the water three feet down. Several pilings emerge from the waters to support the roof eight feet above the floor, with mossy ropes slung between them. In two places, rusty manacles hang from the ropes over the water. Two five-foot-wide walkways cross the hole to the other side of the chamber, where a collection of old cabinets, lockboxes, and piles of clutter are strewn about. Chipped porcelain plates, a cracked goblet, badly rusted silverware, an old wooden shield with a crossbow bolt embedded in it, the odd dinged helm, and other “treasures” litter the floor of this side of the chamber. Three tables heaped with clutter stand amid this mess. In the southwest corner, a wooden door provides access to a walled-off section.

Against the northern wall stands Gaedren Lamm, a hand crossbow aimed towards the party. His skin speckled with age, Lamm is a bent and jaundiced corpse of a man, although his yellowed eyes are hard and alert. He wears a wide-brimmed hat, despite the shadow of his underground hideout, and a coat of grey padded armor.

To either side stands Giggles, the half-orc the party dispatched earlier, and Hookshanks, a wild-looking gnome wielding a kukri. A monstrously-large alligator, Lamm's pet Gobbleguts, floats placidly in the center of the pool.

Gaedren laughs mirthlessly, a bitter, dry sound. "Well ain't this f$!!in' perfect? A damned family reunion." Giggles titters nervously, a dark bruise from his earlier beating doing little to improve his complexion, his face scarred by a devilfish's tentacle.

Gaedren levels the crossbow on Nicoleta, the first through the trap door. "I don't know you, whelp. But you look like somebody I knew. What was her name, Hookshanks?"[b]

The gnome grins wickedly and shrugs. [b]"I don't remember," he mocks. "Some whore though. Died in an alley, like all whores."

Nicoleta smiles back just as wide, making sure that her long incisors are visible.

"I don't know," she says to the gnome. "Your mother seemed healthy while I was sitting on her face last night. Had so much fun she didn't even charge me."

Antagonize - Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

Alistair does not seem to be phased by the exchange of words.
wow...really? Right to the mother...I did not think you were into goblins.
Alistair prepares for the outcome of this little conversation.

cackle!

Nicoleta turns to Alistair and frowns.

"Now that's pretty racist," she says in disapproval. "Just because you don't like gremlins," she points at Hookshanks. "Doesn't mean you have to call him a goblin."

Garran ignores the banter between Alistair, Nicoleta, and Hookshanks. Finally, he'd found Lamm. The bastard was close. Soon, he'd have his revenge. Lamm wasn't alone, though - he'd have to watch Giggles and Hookshanks. That alligator didn't look pleasant either. He was going to have to be very careful in how he approached this.

"Enough talk. Hookshanks, Giggles, we'll give you one chance at getting out of this alive. You give us Lamm, we let you walk. Nice and easy."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Shacking his head at nicolette wirh his eyes closed as a sadness comes across his face.
even the children could have picked up on that one...

Alistair looks at the two side kicks...wondering if they will bite at the offer.
well it is your call. Give us Lamm and you live..do not and well...let us just say Lamm still dies.

need to keep that alligator occupied...the dog may keep it busy but how long.

Nicoleta's declarative statement about his mother whipes the smirk right off of Hookshanks' face. "What did you say about me mum, you f&%&ing c@#!, I'll f~*@ing cut you open for that."

"Hookshanks," Gaedran begins, trying to calm the him down, but the gnome is already moving towards Nicoleta, his kukri glinting in the weak light.

Combat begins! Nicoleta and Alistair may act!

Not wanting to block the rest of the group, Nicoleta takes the long way around the other side of the alligator pit towards Hookshanks.

"You're a lot of talk, little man. Is this what you're like in bed, all talk and just a limp performance? Maybe that's why your mum turned to the streets; you weren't doing it for her anymore?"

token moved

Alistair looks at his companions and then at those across from him.
That f~@$ing gator will be a problem. Let us see if I can keep him occupied.
Placing his foot under the body of the dog, he half kicks half pushes the dog towards the Alligator. After the task is done he draws his weapons out and prepares.
I am thinking that will be my full round action so not moving.
You really need to get a hold on your misandry or you will end of like Mr. Oedipus there. Just saying.

Hookshanks steps toward Nicoleta, slashing with his kukri, but the monk dodges the swing easily. "I dunno who Edipuss is," he snarls.

Map updated! Garran and Danni can now act.

Hoping the dog is enough to distract the large reptile, Danni scoots past the others to cast color spray.
DC15 will save for Lamm and his lackey (is that Giggles next to him?)

Garran waits for Danni to cast her spell, then moves forward past her and Alistair to strike past Giggles at Lamm.

Attack vs Lamm, Power Attack: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 - 1 = 24
Confirm?: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 - 1 = 14
Damage: 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 2 = 14
Extra Crit Damage: 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 = 7

The colors wash over Giggles and Lamm, only leaving the elderly crime boss momentarily dazed. Before he can recover though, Garran delivers a brutal two-handed slash to Lamm's chest, opening a bloody gash.

Giggles gawks as Garran lays into his leader, swinging his flail too late to prevent serious damage. The blow bounces harmlessly from Garran's armored shoulder.

Lamm stumbles around, wounded by Garran and stunned by Danni.

The alligator paddles towards the floating dog corpse, nudging it with the tip of its snout.

Alika, Alistair, and Nicoleta can now act!

Alistair is happy, unhappy and happy again all within the seconds it took for s&## to go sideways. Seeing that the enemy decided to stay in the corner made things worse but not impossible. Seeing Lamm effected by the Danni's spell made him smile. He had to act soon and there was no other choice he had to move around to the other side.
F&!!ers did not come out to play and now I have to move to a better advantage. hmm There...s%+! that damn reptile...
Double move to the other side
Good gator...stay where you are. Enjoy the dog treat...yes it is good. You really will enjoy it.

Nicoleta grins at the diminutive rogue. Her grin continues even as she snaps out a sandaled foot followed by a punch.

flurry of blows

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Yeah, that went well. *rolls eyes*

Alika moves carefully along the northern planks, and calls down Sarenrae's blessing to help her team to triumph over these evildoers.

Casting bless for the usual +1 to attack rolls and saves vs. fear.

Feeling the magic roll over him, Alistair nods towards Alika.
Not sure what that was but thanks non the less.

As he walks along the side of the room, Alistair takes in the situation.
So far so good

Hookshanks ducks under Nicoleta's kick and slashes at her leg, but the attack comes to slow. The gnome eyes the approaching Alistair and shifts into the part of the room filled with junk.

Garran and Danni may act!

Sorry about the delay, guys. I do most of my posting while at work, and I've had a busy week ahead of taking time off for Thanksgiving.

With her comrade between her and Lamm, Danni can't unleash the fire she wants to. She tries to daze Garran's opponent instead.
casting daze on Giggles, DC14 will save or loses his turn

Lamm was clearly wounded, but he wasn't down yet. Not overly concerned with Giggles, he pressed the attack on Lamm, trying to finish the man off.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 - 1 = 17
Damage: 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 = 12

Garran's second blow nearly kills Lamm, but the crime lord stumbles away bleeding, the effects of Danni's spell now worn off. He pulls a potion from his belt and downs it, some of the wounds healing.

Giggles steps forward to block Garran from following his boss, but a series of crackling lights launched from Danni's hands dazes him, the head of his flail tapping against the wooden floor.

The alligator floating in the middle of the room begins to eat the dead dog, wolfing down the animals carcass with giant bites.

Lamm heals for 3 hp and Giggles is dazed. Alika, Alistair, and Nicoleta may act!

Knowing that this course would be dangerous, Alistair still moves past Nicoleta to get at lamm.
He is right there. Careful...that gator could still be hungry.
Hello, my name is Alistair Wellington, you killed my sister, prepare to die!
Lamm I really would like to say something witty but I just do not care to be civil right now...I would rather see you die like the evil grumpy old f&!$ you are!
Rapier Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Rapier Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

"Don't ... "

Nicoleta snaps at Alistair as she aims a kick at the nimble gnome.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"... kill him yet. I've got ... "

Her annoyance grows as she swings a fist towards the short figure.

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Unarmed Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

"... questions to ask the s&%+bag!"

The woman's ire increases as both her blows fail to land.

Wow. If she gets more angry each time she misses then she's gonna be a unmanageable ball of fury by the time we're done. :)

Alika races over to help while the crocodile is distracted.

Who is the token to the left of Alistair? What I do will depend on whether that's a party member.

That is hookshanks. a member of Lamms crew.

She lashes out with her scimitar at Hookshanks, hoping to clear up some space for her allies.

Scimitar attack, bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 1 = 14

I'll presume that's a miss.

With a little chuckle Alistair responds.
You are having a hard enough time with the little guy...you think you are going to do better against an injured old man. I mean come on you can see his ribs from that last hit. My pointy end is just doing him a favor.

Check this morning, no posts. Check this evening, six posts. XD

Lamm turns to Alistair, his face a pained sneer, but before he can reply, the swashbuckler's blade slides between his limbs. The elderly crime lord grunts, staggers, and collapses into the pool in the middle of the room, bloody clouding the water around him.

Hookshanks casts a panicked glance to the spot where his leader fell while dodging blows from Nicoleta and Alika. "Giggles," the gnome shouts over the din of combat. "They got boss!"

He shifts to where Lamm stood moments ago and slashes at Alistair, leaving a shallow cut.

Lamm is out of the combat! Alistair takes 3 damage. Garran and Danni may now act.

Alistair looks back at hookshanks as the gnome talks.
You were given a chance to flee...
The gnome slashes at Alistair who blocks the attack.
Opportune Parry: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
and you chose to say.
He pushes the weapon away form his body and returns the attack with one of his own.
and Riposte: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
With a slight smile...
you chose poorly
Rapier Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Spent one panache point on Opportunity Parry and Riposte: 3/4 Panache Points remaining

Garran grinned in triumph as Lamm fell, turning his attention to the thus far less threatening Giggles.

Attack, Bless, PA: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 6 + 1 - 1 = 21
Damage, PA: 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 = 7

hmm, not sure there will be any opponents left for Danni
Seeing that her companions seem to have the fight in hand, Danni looks around for something to use to fish Lamm out of the water. She's not worried about him drowning, but he might have something interesting gear on him that she doesn't want to end up in the belly of that croc.

Getting in my action now for when my turn comes up later, in case I am not able to update immediately when my turn comes up!

Scimitar attack, bless: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Scimitar confirm crit, bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 1 = 16

Alika draws back her scimitar again and makes a spinning cut that sees her turn on her toes. She catches Hookshanks with a nasty cut!

Scimitar damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Scimitar crit damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Gentlemen...you are cornered and out numbered. You can see how f$#~ed you are? The gator is almost done with the dog...You can not escape that way and you would be hard pressed to get past all of us. Drop your weapons and you can live...continue and we will put you down.

Alistair knocks Hookshanks' knife away with a deft parry and delivers a riposte strike, slicing through the gnome's studded leather armor and leaving a bloody wound. Hookshanks grunts and spits, throwing his kukri to the ground. "You're right, pretty boy. I give up."

Giggles keeps fighting, his desperate need to avenge his fallen boss overcoming any pain from Garran's blows. The half-orc swings his flail above his head, but the spiked ball at the end of the chain connects with a support beam, ending the attack with a dull thud.

The alligator, having finished eating the dog, turns towards the fallen Lamm.

Hookshanks surrenders! Alistair and Nicoleta may act.

When Lamm falls to the water to become alligator bait her breath catches.

"No, NO, NO!" she shouts before jumping down after him. She grabs the limp body by the front of his clothing and attempts to heave him back up on to the wooden decking.

"I need him alive!"

Looking down at Nicoleta as she jumps down into the hole with an alligator, leaving the rest of us in dangerous situation.

I need him alive!

I do not...

He turned towards the gnome and kicks the weapon away from him.
Assist her or I will gut you right now and toss you over to the gator myself.

Looking over and past the gnome for a moment.
Would someone please put a gag in Mr. Laughs over there.
His attention comes back to the current threat.

Looking at the gnome...poi 5ing at the dead body being tossed up.
go on...you are more than welcome to try some funny business if you wish.

Hookshanks flinches at Alistair's demand. "Are you kiddin' me, man? I'd rather you stab me than wind up gator food."

Roll Intimidate if you want to influence Hookshanks into helping.

Cold, muddy river water soaks Nicoleta as she leaps after Lamm. The crime lord's body is limp in her hands, but as she pulls his unconscious form back towards the edge, she feels resistance tug against her progress: the alligator has grabbed hold.

To those watching from above, the alligator isn't eating Lamm, but has delicately grabbed hold of his his loose cotton shirt.

Contested Strength test vs. the alligator to free Lamm. Others may assist.

Alika, Garran, and Danni can act!

Garran, focused on finishing off Giggles, pay no attention to the splashing in the water, focused solely on finishing off the half-orc.

Attack, Bless, PA: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 - 1 = 25
Confirm?: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 1 - 1 = 18
Damage: 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13
Critical Damage: 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 = 11

Wave buh-bye, Giggles. :)

Can I just say that Garran has been crushing his attack rolls so far?

Uh. Yeah. *looks at Garran jealously*

Makes up for my front-line bloodrager who can't hit crap.

Alika steps up behind Nicoleta and with her free hand reaches out to grab the monk and help her with pulling the body out of the pool.

Aid Strength check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

So that's +2 for Nicoleta.