DM Bigrin's Second Darkness (Inactive)

Game Master bigrin42

Bruendor rushes towards the drow, blade gleaming in the Echo's remembrance of the sun, and slashes the blade at his quarry. Rather than strike to kill, he tries to bind the indie's blade, attempting to wrench it from his foe's grasp.

Move to H23 and attempt a disarm.

CMB: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

Anklebiter dove forward, wincing at the pain in his back as he desperately tried to get away from the attacker. Calla moved forward to get a better shot as Lefrik tossed his javelin. The drow dodged the arrows, but took the javelin in his sword arm. The pain loosened his grip on the rapier, and Bruendor drove forward, slapping the blade to the ground. The drow backed away from the dwarf and with a grin that was surprisingly bright from beneath the cowled hood, he disappeared from sight.

Hang on, I already took AoO damage, didn't I? And what happened to my Ear-piercing scream?

DM Bigrin reveals the fix is in for AB!!! ;-)

That was the round recap, you took the damage in that round, not any additional damage. And I forgot the spell, my bad

fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 = SUCCESS!

Perception to hear this creep's footfalls and pinpoint his location: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 *facepalm*

Unable to pinpoint the enemy, Anklebiter moves a few steps to the left and releases a pulse of protective energy.

Anklebiter moves to K 23. Everyone but Calla take +2 deflection bonus to AC, courtesy of Protective Ward.

Likewise.

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

BOOM.

BOOM, baby! :D

Bruendor spots the faintest of depressions in the grass just a few feet away. Thinking that it was a dead giveaway, he called out the location to the others.

G22

Calla prepares herself, casting a spell the moment she sees the drow.

Ready action; cast true strike if the drow appears.

Lefrik charges forward at Brue's gesturing.
Charge G22
To hit:1d20 + 14 ⇒ (19) + 14 = 33
Dmg: 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Blindfighting to hit concealment. Best of two to hit
1d100 ⇒ 50
1d100 ⇒ 85

Bruendor snarls and rushes forward, blindly grabbing at where he believes the drow to be with his free hand. "Come on, stand still, you indy bastard!", he muttered, trying to grab the dark elf and hold him fast.

Move to H23 and attempt to grapple. The drow can make an AoO on me if he chooses, but I'm pretty sure that breaks his invisibility, so I'm not sure how interested he'll be in that. >:)

CMD: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
Miss Chance, High is Good: 1d100 ⇒ 95

Kel moves to the fallen blade and picks it up before the enemy can recover it.

As Bruendor spotlighted the assailant's location, he charged forward. His grasping hands were batted aside, but he must have distracted the attacker, because Lefrik charged in with axe held low. The sharp blade swept upwards through the area where the invisible attacker stood, and the sound of pain and splatter of blood showed everyone how effective Lefrik's blow had been. As the sound of running footsteps echoed faintly in the entryway, Kelendra strolled over to pick up the fallen blade, a finely crafted rapier.

Combat over, for now. You can, of course, try and track him down and finish the job

"Try to follow and risk further encounters on the way, or let the foe flee and warn fellows?" Lefrik looks to the others..

"He can cast fireballs and turn invisible. That and he has a mean stab. I say pursue before he heals up and brings back friends."

"I agree with the goblin. With the blood he's dripping, it should be easy enough to follow him."

Survival (+3 to track): 1d20 + 13 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 13 + 3 = 28

Lefrik nods, and begins to help Calla track their foe
Survival (to aid Calla): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

Bruendor nods in agreement, and assists Calla in tracking the drow.

Survival, Assist Calla: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

The trail leads quickly away from the observatory to a small cluster of buildings. There, the trail disappeared, leaving behind a smear of blood on a wall, and a small pouch. Inside the pouch is a half-dozen small gems, a signet ring, and a silver chain with a red sphere attached with a twist of silver wire. Other bits of wire depend from the chain, their stones having long since been removed.

"Is he trying to buy us off from tracking him down and killing him by leaving these gewgaws behind?" Anklebiter wonders. "Or... Wait. This might be a necklace of fireballs. What's left of one."

"It does seem strange that it would drop the pouch, I fear a trap lies ahead." Kel shifts slightly to keep Lefrik's large frame between her and the trail of blood.

or the trap is right in our hands, if he hits up with fire damage right now that bead might go off in AB's palm

"I used to think I was a half decent tracker," The barbarian scowls as their prey has gotten away.

"So we search the buildings..." Calla growls.

"That would explain how the bastard was able to blow us up and shiv AB all at the same time," Bruendor replies. "Kel, heal us up, and we'll poke around for him. If we don't find him, we resume our original plan. Keep the necklace someplace safe - Kel's right, one serious dousing of flame could set that thing off."

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

Despite casting around for more signs, Bruendor is unable to see anywhere that the drow assassin might have gotten to.

"Damn it," Calla curses. "Back to the observatory then. Let's get this damned dragon."

"I don't like it... but we can't waste any time. Let's go."

Kel follows the party and keeps her attention on the sky.

the classic 'I look up' to ward against dragon ambushes

"I almost wish it was a Linnorm we were facing. Gives you the right to claim a Kingship up in Ulfen lands you know. Even my brothers haven't done that, heh."

It was a quick jog back to the rooms of the Observatory, though Kelendra nearly tripped several times as she kept an eye on the sky, waiting for the next ambush. Inside, the building was quiet, much as it had been the moment before flames exploded around you.

"Let's tread carefully. The enemy knows we are here. There will be traps and guards."

Lefrik nods and looks to Bruendor at the word 'traps'.

Bruendor set to work immediately, as Lefrik finds when he nods towards him, searching for any signs of further tricks or ambushes by the dark elf defenders.

Take 10 on the doors and whatnot, getting a 23 to find any traps.

Calla keeps her eyes drawn for any sign of new threats.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34

So, apparently I have been away from the forums for 3 days. Ouch. All I can say is I'm sorry. I had a work trip that I knew about but didn't think I'd have problems posting. I was so, so wrong.

The observatory seemed deserted. The scribe room where you had fought the babaus was now deserted. The only door that you hadn't yet checked led southwards, and it was unlocked. Bruendor's check indicated that it was not trapped, and he nodded to Lefrik.

Much like before, Bruendor positions himself near the doorway, ready to fire his crossbow at any immediate threats he spies.

Kel assumes the same posture with crossbow at the ready.

Anklebiter stays in the middle of the group as it advances.

Lefrik opens the door as quietly as possible, ready to shield the others
Open door, try not to die...and maybe quietly? Stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

"This way lies dragons?" Calla wonders. "Only one way to find out. Let's go."

The door creaked open with only a minor amount of noise, revealing the large chamber beyond. Forty-foot-high ceilings arch over a large room suitable for a ballroom or perhaps am exhibit hall. At the far side of the room is a balcony, perhaps ten or fifteen feet above the floor. The balcony looks out onto the city beyond through enormous windows, the same windows that Duchess had flown through the previous day.

Roosting on top of the balcony is the obvious source of the homunculus' demise. Green scales cover its powerful limbs and wings, and an oversized horn sits at the end of its snout. The dragon peered over the railing at you, a sickly green vapor curling from its nostrils.

"Just a moment Lefrik." whispers Kel as she moves among her companions touching them lightly with a gift from Desna.

move to AB-18 and cast Resist Energy, Communal, everybody has resist Acid 20 for the next 10 minutes

Lefrik feels the spell dance over him and the others.

"Best we spread out after this..." Lefrik says and takes a break speed run across the room and towards the stairs...
Double move at 40 should get him to AN19

Can we retcon in that we healed? We apparently forgot, but considering we were dragon hunting...

Calla follows the big Ulfen into the room, calling on Calistria as she goes and launching an arrow toward the dragon.

Move action: Move to AD 19
Swift action: Activate justice judgment
Standard: Fire arrow, Deadly Aim

Mwk longbow: 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 9 - 2 + 2 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

TBH, I was proceeding as if you had healed.

Keledra tossed out some magical protection against the dragon's acid breath and Calla and Lefrik charged into the room. The barbarian took the stairs two and three at a time to get up on the balcony with the small dragon. Calla fired an arrow, but missed as the bulky form turned to face the barbarian.

The dragon sprang, the abnormally long horn on its snout goring into Lefrik's side. the barbarian was flung aside as the dragon whipped its head back around, preparing for the next assault.

Knowledge (arcana) to gauge this thing's age, defences and attacks: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15

Anklebiter hesitates for a moment, then decides that the best thing he can do is to distract the dragon from Lefrik and maybe soften it up a little. The Goblin somersaults forward, comes to a halt next to Calla and fires four darts of force at the dragon!

Acrobatics to move to AD 19: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12. Spell penetration if needed: 1d20 + 7 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 3 = 28. Casting magic missile for 4d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 4, 4, 4) + 4 = 19 force damage.

Lefrik takes the gash, and rage fills him, sinews tighten, muscles swell, and he brings his axe to work, twisting as he moves to allow anyone else joining him room up the stairs.

Rage! You know the drill. Five step to avoid AOO if needed

To hit: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31
Dmg: 1d12 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Don't you have multiple attacks, Lef?

Bruendor rushes into the room and begins heading around the other way to flank the dragon, tossing aside his crossbow as he goes. Honestly, why do I even bother with that thing?

Double move to AF21. I'm comin', Lef!!!

I don't get the multiple attacks if I have to move up I think. i could be wrong on that.