DM Bigrin's Shattered Star (Group B) (Inactive)

Game Master bigrin42

The hobgoblin rubbed the back of his head. While the arcane powers that took a hold on him might have left the itch remains. "Do we want to drag her all across town to the Pathfinders lodge? In a way we'd be better off interrogating her here. Obviously she found something," and he points at the copper object,"special and it might be people be coming after us if they know it is us who took it from her. On the other hand, the lodge might take care of her while we investigate further. If we can get her there without anyong finding out.."

Krass eyes Shabbez when the others start talking as well and nods at her, letting her know she did well.

Indeed, I took the grappling hook+rope from Harbug. It is his. A question: full hp, half hp or roll for hp?

My math must be off, I only have 1229 XP. What am I missing?

Probably several things. I have all the Xp on a spreadsheet. That's why I posted the totals. Likely I forgot to give you XP for the downstairs goblins and stirges before you went upstairs.

half hp (+1 as usual), or roll. You make the choice, but you have to stick with it. Please post your level up crunch in the OOC thread (which skills you gained, feats, etc).

I'll do that when I get home then. Thanks

Angelica tucks the copper shard under her belt. If it once had a jewel set in it, it may be part of a much more valuable piece. "I think we're done asking questions. She is our target, we don't need to ask her anything, good ol Sheila does. We were just tasked with returning her, and alive if we could for the extra coin." She gets a big smile at the thought of the reward. "Thanks Buggy, feels a lot better, though I'm still a little light-headed."

She looks around the room, and gets an idea. "What about any of these tunnels here? I'd rather not drag her through the streets either, and it's not like it will make us smell any worse than we do now. They just may get us out of Underbridge, and at least a little closer to the lodge."

Looking over all their gains, she pointedly remarks "Until we know what Sheila has planned for her, I say we disarm her, but leave her with most of her stuff. She just may be forgiven by the Lady, and it may be a little awkward to have her come looking for her things. All the rest, though, look like spoils to me. I say we haul it all off, spend a little time removing the filth, and seeing what we can get for it."

Looking up from the wand she is examining, Shabbezz nods back at Krass with as much poise as she can muster. She realizes that enchantment magic can be invasive at the best of times and appreciates that he realizes that the wizardess had no other choice.

"Agreed," she replies to Angelica, once she finishes filling her pack. "I for one have spent all the time that I care to give in this ghastly dwelling. The tunnels will be fine, and we'll worry about our gains after the we reach the lodge and a much-needed bath. Let's be off."

Krass' chin dips down at Angelica's suggestion. His eyes peer up from under his eyebrows and he audibly swallows, licking his lips in what must be a moment of consideration - whether to think this suggestion to be genius or suicidal. He makes up his mind and says,"Sure, that might be a good idea. I got no problems with sight and I could always take off some of my armor for better footing if needed."

Krass eyes the woman and his eyes turn into cold iron. "I got half a mind to break her fingers just so she can't do that again, but .. I suppose that is a bit harsh if we already got all her gear and have tied her up."

"Let us be off then," Tialara said with weariness in her voice. I can't wait to get cleaned of this muck. Turning to Harbug, with a little more cheer in her voice, she said, "Would you be a dear and hand me my pack?"

The tunnels are a tight squeeze for a medium creature. You have no idea where the tunnels lead, if they are even connected to any that go near the Heidmarch Manor, and it is over a mile back to the manor. Are you really sure you want to go exploring with a prisoner in tow?

Harbug hands Tialara her pack and (once he's reached the ground safely) stows his rope and grappling hook. "It's not like we haven't walked through the streets with a prisoner before. We should simply take the short route back to the manor. Also, anyone else want some of the Blood God's blessings while I'm channeling it?"

Shabbezz leans against her staff as the move onwards. While not debilitating, her leg still aches from where that goblin's crossbow bolt struck her.

"That's equivalent to a healing spell, correct?" she inquires of Harbug. "If so, please proceed. I suppose it would only be practical to make use of it while we can."

"Thank you, friend," she says as Harbug hands her the backpack. "So..... are we heading out or just going stand around in the muck?"

"Let's just head back to the lodge. Fix her hair so it covers her face a little more, change her clothes in case they might be recognised and let us be done with this already. I want to know what that copper object is about .."

Harbug pats the grippli once while muttering a few words in Orcish. 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10.
He then reaches over to Angelica and does the same. 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9.
Cure light on each of you.

She is only down 2 out of 14, save the heals.

As she sees Harbug heal Shabbezz, she waves him away "No need, I feel a different kind of bad, that isn't exactly pain. I don't think none of your healing will help me much."

She takes a closer look at the tunnels, then agrees that it might be a squeeze. "Okay, here's what we'll do. Harbug, you haul Angelica. Krass, you can manage a good chunk of the spoils. Tia and I will carry some of the straggler gear between us. I don't want for us to suffer being bogged down just for a few golds worth of smelly goblin leathers. We are in the Shadow, so the neighborhood is rough, and we could be a target carrying all this stuff. I say we stay as mobile as possible. If we come across any opportunity thugs, let me see if I can talk them away from us, so we can avoid any fights with all this crap... and Natalya of course, the biggest reward we carry."

Having laid down things as she sees them, she moves out toward the exit, before heading to Heidmarch Manor.

Krass wouldn't mind a good fight right now to set things straight in his head. That spell that washed over him made him look forward to the next time he can plant his fist in the face of a spellcaster.

Regardless, he nods at Angelica. "Fine, let's do that. Getting ahead with the mission is more important than a few coins for worn leathers."

I'm done at this place, lets go!

The air outside the house is refreshing after the stench of the open sewage pools inside, though most of you have enough on you to still reek. The sun is bright, dazzling the eyes, which is why none of you noticed the woman step out from behind a neighboring building, pull a small hand crossbow, and fire it into Natalya's stomach. The unconscious woman made an involuntary sound, and blood ran thick from the new wound. There was a bruiser with her, more meat than brains, and from around the corner, two more stepped in. They menaced Krass with their weapons, but held their blows...for now.

"Natalya, sweetheart," purred the woman. She was dressed in leathers and her long strawberry blonde hair blew in the slight breeze. "I think it's time you came back to your sisters. We want to have a long discussion with you. As for you, thank you for finding my sister. It would be best if you disappeared now. I don't think you really want to be around for what happens next. Oh, and leave her things...all of them."

Here is the updated map

Seeing the bolt shot into Natalya's gut, caused Tialara to think, you have got to be kidding? Can't we ever catch a break? Immidiatley, she dropped her pack off of her shoulder and examined the prisoner.

Heal to determine the extent of the injury: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

She got shot in the stomach...you think

Lol. I know, it's amazing I was able to find to wound with that roll.

Krass eyes the condition of his companions. Four against five with the dumb ones right infront of me..

He waits a split second to see if Angelica is going to put her diplomatic skills to use before stabbing the bastard infront of him in the gut with his short sword.

Angelica waves her arms as best she can, hollering in agitation, "WHOA! What the hell do you think you're doing shooting a dead woman? We came to capture her, dead or alive, and she didn't agree. Now we're taking our prize home with us. If you wanted revenge, you should have acted sooner, now you missed your chance to talk to her." She indicates the nasty stuff they carry, "At this point, is it even worth a fight and possible loss of life just for the old goblin leathers we managed to collect?"

Bluff to convince her she's already dead and they only have junk 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25, +2 if she might be attracted to me (don't know how those Tower Girls roll)

On a side note, Natalya is knocked out and being carried by Harbug (I would imagine fireman's carry or over the shoulder sack o' potato style), I'm imagining a butt cheek would be easier to hit than her stomach.

^^^Well there's an image for you. Can you die in this game from a wound there? What if it had crit? :D

Ooh, *croak*, this did not look good. Best case scenario, they got out of there alive, with Natalya stabilized and in tow. Worst case, it would be days before anyone found their bodies.

From her position near the doorway, the grippli waits and watches how this scene is going to play out.

I'd imagine it went in from the side there, maybe tearing into a kidney? nasty nasty.

The woman in dark leathers hung the hand crossbow on her belt and drew a shorsword. He other hand, which had been cocked on a hip a moment before, held a long braided whip of dark brown leather. "Silence, girl! I came for her, and here she is. Now drop her on the ground and all of her things and walk away. Are those old goblin leathers worth your life?"

Oh this isn't going to end well. The Druid thought to herself while debating whether or not use her last spell to call the eagle again or to hold it for later.

Krass couldn't stand it no longer and lashed out with his mailed fist at the goon infront of him. He attempts to graze his eyebrows and rend his skin, causing his own blood to blind him.

I assume this will trigger a surprise round or initiative? Std action to dirty trick the goon in N-4.
Dirty Trick to blind:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20. If his CMD is 20 or lower he's blinded for 1 round. For every 5 that I go over his CMD, the penalty increases by 1 round. Rules for it copy-pasta'd into the spoiler down below.

Leave it to the Hobgoblin to start the fight. Lol

Triggers initiative. I don't think violence would be a surprise to anyone at this point

Krass lashed out and his mailed fist split the scalp of the thug beside him. Blood flowed thickly into the man's eyes, and he stepped back and wiped furiously at his eyes, clawing to clear his vision. The other two moved in, lashing at Krass and Harbug with their morningstars. Harbug took a heavy blow rocking him backward and causing him to drop Natalya. Krass's opponent hit him in the temple, rocking the hobgoblin's head to the side and causing him to see stars. The woman's whip lashed out at Harbug's leg, but the staggering orc managed to avoid being tripped.

Krass draws his sword and tries to gut the bastard that hit him. A quick feint up followed by a stab and Krass feels that over so sweet feeling of metal sinking into soft flesh. Blood spills out over his sword. The desire to lick the blade clean grows as the blow to his head still leaves his ears ringing.

Move action: draw weapon. Std action: attack. 5f to O-5.
Attack:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24. Confirmation:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23.
Damage:1d6 + 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + (1) + 6 = 9

Tia pointed her finger at the woman with the whip. Once more ice crystals quickly formed into an icicle the length of a short sword and flew towards its target.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

I doubt that's a hit, but just incase: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Harbug howls with pain and continues to stagger backward. He looks toward the leader of the thugs who swiped at him with her whip. His eyes narrowing, he chants in Orcish "Aderlass beginnt, wird Blut fließen, weiterhin Ihre jeden Schlag verpassen!"

"Godsdammit, they couldn't wait until I had time to prepare new spells to do this, now could they!" Shabbezz groans in anguish as the fight breaks out.

She draws her crossbow and loads a bolt into position, then steps back from the fray in order to gain a clear shot at the blonde woman.

Move action to draw the weapon, and another move action to get from the doorway to Q9.

Angelica smirks at Krass' reading of the environment, glad that he's willing to do more here when there are more enemies, than he was up in the rafters. "Girl? Listen up, you hag of a vulture. We're keeping our spoils, and killing you will be a treat, the goblin leathers is just the icing." She moves wide around Harbug, staying out of the reach of the thug nearest him, drawing her thin blade as she moves. Taking advantage of Krass' positioning, she flanks the brute, before striking from her position of advantage. She spent too much of her focus on talking trash to the woman, that her full attention wasn't on her swing.

Move, Q6-R5-Q4
Free, drawing during movement
Standard, Attack thug in P4 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 = 10

The group worked together to flank and isolate foes, but their enemies knew all the tricks too, and the attacks were less than a total success. Krass did manage to land a solid blow on one of the thugs, though he took a brutal blow on his shield in return. Angelica's foe slipped her attack and slammed her with his own morningstar, causing the woman to call out in pain.

Harbug's hex caused the woman's whip to slip in her hand as she lashed out at Angelica's leg. The whip fell to the ground and the woman ignored it as she gripped her sword tightly. She made no more conversation. Apparently now she was truly committed.

Angelica slides to her right, despite putting herself into more danger, so that she can set herself up for sneaking in a precision stab to a vital area. She jabs at the one harried by both her and Krass, all the while swinging wildly at the other beside him. She hopes to at least poke the one in the eye that Krass had got his first strike on. She didn't realize, until she started to swing her off-hand about, just how hard he had hit her arm. The numbing pain made it hard to get her hand to react how she wanted.

5' step to Q3
Full attack, Rapier on P4 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 2 = 17, if it hits 1d6 + 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + (4) + 1 = 8
Claw, on P3 (is he the blinded one?), 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Krass isn't done with the thug he just stabbed. He catches the blow of the thug with his shield and slipped his sword underneath, hoping to catch one of the thugs in the belly with the pointy end.

I want(ed) to attack the same one, but if Angelica hits and finishes him, I'll simply attack one of the other thugs in range.
Standard action: attack. If I kill him, 5f into his square.
Attack:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Damage:1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Hoping not to regret her decision, the Druid channeled the last of magical energy into bringing forth an ally. She then felt a sensation she hadn't before, as if a Ley Line of aligned with elemental water was near. On instinct, Tialara tapped into it felt her mystical strength grow.

Mist swirled up next to her, thickening into a glob of water, then took the shape of a centipede the size of man. The summoned creature then proceeded to attack the nearest thug.

Converted Cure Light Wounds to Summon Nature's Ally at P5. Duration is three rounds (2 caster level, +1 from Place magic boost to caster level)

Giant Centipede

"Blut Gott, erfülle mich mit deiner Kraft, um ihr Blut gefrieren und kühlen ihre Kraft!" Harbug growls as he waves his hands in front of him. He draws his falchion as he steps forward to the thugs and reaches to touch one of them.

Move action: Draw falchion, standard action: cast Chill Touch. 5-foot step to: Q5 if the thug in P4 is still alive; P5 if the thug in P4 is down. Free touch attack to deliver a touch spell cast this turn on: thug in P4 if he's still up, or on the thug in O4 if P4 is down.
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22 Touch attack on thug as appropriate. 1d6 ⇒ 4 Negative energy damage if it hits; also the touched thug must make a DC 13 Fort save or take 1 STR damage.

If there are no thugs within a 5-foot step of Harbug he will not draw his falchion; instead he will move to the nearest thug and touch him.

With her line of sight to the blonde woman blocked by both Angelica and Harbug, and her other path blocked by Tialra's summoned centipede, Shabbezz decides to go a different route. She plucks a bolt from her quarrel as she does so and carefully draws back the bowstring.

Move action to load a bolt into the crossbow.
[b]Move action to R6[/ooc]

The one Krass blinded took a standard action on the first round to clear his eyes. He is no longer blinded

Tialara - Unless there is something I am missing, summoning a creature is a full ound action. Your centipede won't appear until the beginning of your next round. I will apply all the attacks then. If I am missing something, let me know

Angelica lashed out at the thug between her and Krass, catching him a strong blow and sending him reeling, but still upright. Krass, meanwhile, slams his sword into his original opponent's chest, killing the man, before turning to help Angelica. Harbug did his part, chilling the man between them and robbing his sword arm of strength.

The man turned on Harbug, his weakened arm failing to find a good blow on the cleric. But the other thug was not affected in the least. He slammed out his morningstar against Angelica's poorly readied defenses and the crushing blow sent the thief spinning to the ground.

No, you didn't miss anything. I guess it's a good thing I didn't roll attack. Just regard that last sentence as the round three action.

Terrific. I knew I should have saved that spell.

Seeing Angelica go down caused Tia to regret her decision. Unfortunately, the mild exhaustion from the summoning put her mind in a position to not do anything.

Krass shifts into a defensive stance. With one companion down it is imperative that he stays up at all costs. He presses one shoulder against his shield. The nose-guard of his helmet rests against it with his head slightly tilted forward as to not catch the full brunt of an impact with his nose. Eyes peer over the rim of his shield, trying to play mind-games with the enemy. The moment the enemy moves, his sword lashes out. When he feels the thrust connects he flashes a wicked grin and shouts out,"I'm coming for YOU, woman."

Std action: attack goon in P-4. 5f step to O-4. IF the goon from P-4 moves away, I follow him (while avoiding ending up in a flanked position). I need to remain next to him when I use Step-Up.
Combat Expertise on. -1 att, +1 AC = AC22 and +4 attack
Attack:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Damage:1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
It seems the dice gods love me!
Note: dirty trick only requires a move action to be removed until I get Greater Dirty Trick. That doesn't come until BAB 6. Sorry for the wall of text ^_^

Harbug sees Angelica drop, but knows that the negative energy in his hand won't help her any. He decides it will do more to help the thug in front of him, and so he reaches to touch the man, hoping Krass has him distracted.
2nd charge of Chill Touch in hand, touch attack on thug in P4: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 negative energy damage if it hits: 1d6 ⇒ 2 And fort save DC 13 if it hits, or take 1 (more?) STR damage. That chill touch will be out of charges if it hits.

Stabilize check 1d20 - 8 ⇒ (6) - 8 = -2, wow, that's not pretty.

Out of the corner of one bulbous red eye Shabbezz sees Angelica fall, but the wizardess is unable to maneuver past the thugs in order to aid her.

Instead she takes aim at the blonde woman in her crossbow sights, holds her breath, and fires.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 Natural 19-20 threatens a crit of x2 if it hits.

Damage if it hits 1d6 ⇒ 2.

Once the shot is fired, the grippli takes evasive action and immediately leaps back to her party-mates.

Move to P5.

If your roll is in the crit range, please go ahead and roll the crit confirm and extra damage. I will do it for you this time, but it speeds things up if you just preview/edit your post.

As Angelica bled out on the ground, Shabezz gave a warbling croak and fired at her attacker. The crossbow bolt struck the woman high on the collarbone, almost at the base of her neck, sending a spray of blood into the air and causing the woman to snarl in pain. Tialara's spell went off then, and a giant centipede appeared between Shabbezz and her opponent. The centipede reared and struck at the woman, mandibles raking across leather and chain mail, but was not able to connect. The dark clad woman thrust her sword into the belly of the giant centipede and scored a minor hit on it.

Meanwhile, Krass and Harbug dropped one of the remaining thugs, leaving only a single man to stand with his leader. The thug managed a good hit on Harbug, splitting open the orc's already wounded side width a short jabbing blow.

^^^I did initially put the critical's attack and damage rolls in the post, but I took them out once I realized that the result I rolled wasn't a natural 19 (it was a natural 15 with +4 ranged attack bonus, so I figured that it hadn't crit this time). Next time I will just leave them in regardless.

A direct hit! Now that Tialara's summons had engaged the woman so that she couldn't move to counterattack against Shabbezz, the grippli decided that it was best to see to Angelica.

Moving around out of the remaining thug's reach, she she couched next to the fallen changeling and attempted to offer whatever aid she could.

Moving to R4, and taking the long way around to avoid stepping into Q4 and a possible attack of opportunity from the thug.

Heal check for first aid to attempt to stabilize Angelica: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3 Oof, not good.

My bad, I completely misunderstood what you wrote. you are right. Please only put the crit confirm if you "naturally" roll in your crit range. (what was I smoking?)

I don't know, but can I get some?

The hobgoblin smells blood and drops his defensive stance. Aggressively he hammers away at the thug with his shield, trying to find an opening for his sword. That opening comes and the blood-soaked metal tip drinks one more. He screams out,"You're mine, woman!" in goblin.

Std action: attack. IF the thug goes down, move to Q-1 by diagonally stepping to P-3, P-2, P-1 and then Q1. That should be 20f. Otherwise 5f to O-3.
Attack:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Reroll:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Damage:1d6 + 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + (6) + 6 = 13