round 1, init 11-
If the hard corner protects from the AoO, Araylnn will fire from where she is. Otherwise she will move 5' to M7--assuming I can shoot out of the edge of the cloud without penalty. Aralynn begins with Q and moves to T if Q is/goes down.
-4 cover
- blunt
- blunt
So crowded!
Round 1, Init o' Sadness: 5
Know (arcana) on the Krenshar
What an ugly dog! Must be a relative of Araly--, Mukluk's thought is cut short by the precision thrust from the balding man.
HP: -1/8
AC: 12 (13 with shield)
Status: unconscious
Effects:
Acids Used/Left: 0/6
1---
"Q" - stabs Mukluk
"T" - misses Mukluk
"K" - frightens Petrel
"D" - tosses a smokestick
Doruk 13 - slices "Q" for -7HP
Martigan 12 - channels +6HP to all (Muk to -1)
Petrel 11 - runs, tumbles past "Q"
Aralynn 11 - misses twice
Mukluk 5 - stable from healing
Doruk's retaliation is swift against the large man with the longsword, as his guisarme tears a wound from the man's shoulder down to his abdomen.
Martigan's healing washes over everyone, especially Mukluk, as his wounds mend and his bleeding stops. The dwarf appears to be alive but is unconscious.
Petrel, with a manly cry flees from the room, somersaulting past the rogue into the hallway beyond. The large rogue is too shocked to even swing at the fleeing knife-master.
Aralynn, using the doorway for cover, tries to fire two arrows but both miss as Petrel's acrobatics force her opponent to move deeper into the hallway for a moment while he runs away.
2---
"Q" - Misses Doruk
"T" - Threatens Martigan
"K" - Moves to Doruk, screeches
"D" - Moves to Aralynn, misses
Doruk 13 -
Martigan 12 -
Petrel 11 -
Aralynn 11 -
Mukluk 5 -
The large rogue steps into the room, his large boot crushing Mukluk's beard as he juggles his longsword back and forth between his hands before slashing at Doruk.
The attack is easily parried by the warrior.
Tyrol, attempting to peer through his swollen eyes, chortles at the defeat of the dwarf that rummaged through his chest. He points his knife at Martigan and says, "Back into the corner healer. Ye'll want no part of this fight."
The cat creature leaps into the room, growling at Doruk as once again it's skin peels back away from it's face and it screeches.
Daylin leaps into the smoke and stabs at Aralynn with his rapier but misses the elusive monk.
Latest Map - shows Round 2 prior to any PCs acting.
Round 2, AoO & Fear, Location O 6
Weapon Equipped = Guisarme
Conditions = none
Doruk takes his attack of opportunity on 'D'...
Guisarme attack doing damage.
Doruk takes his attack of opportunity on 'K' (combat reflexes?)...
Guisarme attack doing damage.
Doruk makes a save vs Fear with Charisma instead of Wisdom on the will...
Willpower vs DC12
EDIT: Confirm Crit: Guisarme crit confirm .
Round 2, Init 11-
hp 9 (1d8)
Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6
Immune sleep; Resist Elven Immunities
Squeezed in the small room, Araylnn resorts to rapier defense #1 and kicks Q in the groin, "Ooyah!"
Round 2, Initiative 13, Location O 6
Weapon Equipped = Flail
Conditions = none
Doruk drops his Guisarme, draws his Flail and swings on 'Q' again to try and take out the leader.
Flail should be better for close quarters combat. Should I trip to help Aalynn? Maybe next time...
Flail attack doing damage.
Round 2 Init 12
HP = 10
AC = 17
Weapon Equipped = Heavy Mace
Speed = 20'
Channels Left = 1
Cleric Spells Left (CL 1, +4 melee touch, +0 ranged touch):
0 Purify Food and Drink (DC 13), Create Water, Light
1 Sun Metal (DC 14)
Status Effects = None
Martigan turns to Q while replying to T.
"Be silent dog."
Round 2, init 11
HP = 12
AC = 16, CMD = 14
Fort = 2, Ref = 6, Will = -1
Condition: Frightened
@Petrel: Your fright lasts 4 rounds. 2 have passed at the conclusion of Round 2.
2----
Doruk AoO v D - misses
Doruk AoO v K - hits for -8HP
Doruk 13 - misses
Martigan 12 - misses Q
Petrel 11 - continues fleeing
Aralynn 11 - kicks Q for -4HP
Mukluk 5 - stable
Doruk slices at the cat as it leaps at him, his guisarme raking across it's chest as it lands - it's screech part terror-inspiring and part howl of pain. Doruk's swings at the large rogue are easily side-stepped but guide the man directly into a round house kick from Aralynn.
The large man staggers, bleeding and bruised and coughs up blood.
Round 3
The large man scowls at Aralynn and wheezes, "Ye'll pay for that ye ugly goat."
Aralynn blocks his swing by knocking aside his wrist - the large man is obviously winded at this point.
Tyrol, unable to come up with anything wittier retorts at Martigan, "Err... no... you're the... dog!"
Once again, his dagger thrust completely misses it's mark.
The cat creature, in a furious rage, bites and rakes at Doruk.
Daylin steps to the side and teams up with the large rogue against Aralynn.
His thrust narrowly misses the half-elf as she completes her attack on the large rogue.
3---
"Q" (-11) : misses Aralynn
"T" : misses Martigan
"K" (-8) : attacks Doruk, 1 claw hits for -2HP
"D" : 5ft step to (M,7), misses Aralynn
Round 3, Initiative 13, Location O 6
Weapon Equipped = Flail
Conditions = none
Doruk presses his attack against the leader (Q). Sweat beads on his brow and blood oozes from his wound.
Flail attack doing damage.
A few more hits like that and I'll be in a bad way!
Doruk then moves 5' to P 6 to get out of the flank.
Round 3 Initiative 12
HP = 10
AC = 17
Weapon Equipped = Heavy Mace
Speed = 20'
Channels Left = 1
Cleric Spells Left (CL 1, +4 melee touch, +0 ranged touch):
0 Purify Food and Drink (DC 13), Create Water, Light
1 Sun Metal (DC 14)
Status Effects = None
"We need to finish that dog after the big man."
Round 3, Init 11-
"I'll have to take your word Master Goatherder." Aralynn tries for an uppercut, but only finds air.
Less talk. More hitting, woman.
Round 3, init 11
Petrel screams as he runs away.
"aaaaaaaa"
3---
Doruk 13 : hits Q for-10HP
Martigan 12 - misses
Petrel 11 - continues fleeing
Aralynn 11 - misses
Mukluk 5 - stable
4---
"Q" (-21) : bleeds
"T" : misses Martigan
"K" (-8) : bite claw hits for -3HP
"D" : misses Aralynn
Doruk 13 :
Martigan 12 :
Petrel 11 : flees for his last round
Aralynn 11 :
Mukluk 5 :
With his friends missing, running or bleeding on the ground, Doruk strikes a telling blow to the large rogue. The man tries to stop the blood from spilling from his gut, but slumps to his knees before falling face first on top of Mukluk.
Tyrol continues in his repeated attempts to stab someone, but Martigan knocks away the feeble man's blade with ease.
-3HP to Doruk
The cat creature continues to assault Doruk, this time biting his calf viciously while he was distracted by the larger rogue.
Daylin stabs at Aralynn with his rapier. "You'll pay for 'urtin Quentin!" Once again the monk easily avoids his thrust.
Updated Map - shows Round 4 after the bad guys.
Round 4 Initiative 12
HP = 10
AC = 17
Weapon Equipped = Heavy Mace
Speed = 20'
Channels Left = 1
Cleric Spells Left (CL 1, +4 melee touch, +0 ranged touch):
0 Purify Food and Drink (DC 13), Create Water, Light
1 Sun Metal (DC 14)
Status Effects = None
Martigan, being low on healing spells and not wishing to lose one to Tyrol's swings if he does connect, turns to bash the sick man's brains out so he can heal Mukluk.
Round 4, Initiative 13, Location P 6
Weapon Equipped = Flail
Conditions = none
Doruk turns on the Krenshar.
Flail attack doing damage.
Damn cat get off me!
4---
Doruk 13 : kills the krenshar
Martigan 12 : kills Tyrol
Petrel 11 : flees for his last round
Aralynn 11 : TBD
Mukluk 5 : hugs the dirt
Doruk connects once again, his heavy flail sinking into the cat's skull. With a soft whimper, it collapses to the floor.
Simultaneously, Martigan's mace meets Tyrol's jaw, and with a spray of blood, the sickened thief flies back onto his bunk where he can do no more harm.
Several of the other sick thieves gasp in surprise, but take no aggressive actions.
Daylin eyes you all warily and realizing he cannot defeat the three of you by himself, holds up his free hand. "Quarter!"
Aralynn looks over her shoulder at Mukluk in a heap on the floor."Martigan, would you please see to our employer's representative? It would not due to have him die on us. Especially when the other one ran off to who knows where."
She then turns to Daylin, "We will give you quarter, but you will give us information more than equal to your pitiful life. Start talking and don't finish until we say so. Topics likely to ensure your continued safety include a special key, the library, your employer, and what is going on here in this filth hole."
Once Petrel calms down he will sneak back into the building and see which side was victorious.
Stealth
Hearing Aral making demands, he steps in behind everyone as if nothing went wrong.
Bluff
During the negotiation Petrel will position himself nonchalantly stand on the monster skull-cat's neck until it dies, or to verify it is truly dead.
Bluff (nonchalant thuggery)
"Doruk, help me roll this fat one over. No not the dwarf, the tall one."
After uncovering Mukluk Muletender and gently slapping him a few times to ascertain if he is still alive, he renders aid unto him.
"Wake up hairy one, your gods have asked Pelor to tell me to bring you back to the living."
Location P 8
Weapon Equipped = Guisarme
Conditions = none
Doruk picks up his guisarme I seem to be dropping this in every fight; I should be more careful and helps to uncover MM before seeing to the cat-guck on his weapons. He'll then stand guard as before watching over the proceedings from P 8.
That was a close one. I don't like it when things are that chancy. I'll have to do better.
He mulls the combat over in his mind looking for faults ...and solutions.
Mukluk picks himself off the ground slowly, grabbing his pick and looks around.
"My thanks, Martigan. That was a doozy whack on the head. Which one of them did that? I haven't been hit that hard since war training with the dwarves...and I didn't take it any better then as I do now."
Mukluk looks at all the fallen men.
"Say, you guys did good work. Good job, Petrel." Mukluk smiles at Petrel.
Rubbing his scalp, Mukluk awaits the remaining goon to spill his guts.
- Perception
- Sense motive
- Sense motive
So nice of the other one to return now that the fighting is over. Not sure if he's clueless or just confident in our abilities. At least he carries himself well--when he's here.
Araylnn addresses Petrel and Mukluk, "It's good to see both of you among the present and conscious again. This man was about to tell us everything and I would have hated to have to repeat it. I find it best to obtain information first hand."
The sick men sneak back out from under their covers. You can tell they are attempting to see what happened through their swollen eyes.
Daylin stows his rapier and tells you everything he knows.
"Look, I don't know what there is to tell that you don't already know."
He clears his throat.
"We're the Green Daggers, a guild o' rogues as I'm sure you have guessed. Lots of folk got sick about two weeks back, so Cyrathas was tryin' to work a deal to get us a cure. He brought back some sort of antidote, not sure where he got it from, he's real tight-lipped like that."
At the mention of other things like keys and libraries, he can only shake his head.
"I don't know much 'bout that, I've been here watching things as the sick has been slower comin' to me." He taps his eyes, which are swollen as well, just not as far along as the others in the bunks.
"Only that the boss was supposed to get some outside help since most of the guild is sick. Something 'bout a special job last night."
He frowns and holds out his empty hands.
"Look, the boss is likely to kill me for not trying to finish you all off. When I told Dalta I noticed ye all down here, she said ye were the ones that gave us the disease. The boss is upstairs waitin' for ya in case I failed."
The man looks dejected as he realizes he did fail.
Mukluk will search about the dead men for loot.
These ones do not deserve it.
Perception
While scrounging around, Mukluk will listen to the tale of the man.
Sense Motive
Mukluk feels as if Daylin is telling the truth and all he knows. He seems worried, likely more about Cyrathas retribution than anything from you all.
Searching Tyrol, Quentin and the krenshar, you find...
Dagger (Tyrol's)
Dagger, longsword, leather armor (Quentin's)
Leather collar (krenshar)
And a mere 15 silver nobles in loose change.
After stowing the loot, Mukluk takes a moment to strap on his buckler.
"How many are upstairs? Human or otherwise?"
Mukluk bangs his shield against the wall as if testing how well it is attached.
"I'll not be caught unawares again." Mukluk mumbles to no one in particular.
Martigan snorts at Mukluk's assessment of Petrel's handling of Tyrol Quentin and the krenshar, appraising the wounds on himself Aralynn and Doruk.
"I've only one use of healing left today, I should probably save it if we're to confront this leader. Let's use our words first if we can."
@Martigan's snorting: "You okay there? You didn't eat anything while I was out, did you?"
We tried using our words and it got me near dead.
Mukluk stows his pick and readies to move on, awaiting answer from Daylin about the folks upstairs.
Daylin's eyes glance upward as he attempts to count.
"Uh, Dalta, the boss and the twins. I think that's it. Them's the boss's guards. They all seemed to think if you all's was here, then it was you guys that poisoned the guild, so not sure they're gonna be up t'talking."
Mukluk nods at Aralynn.
"Let 'em go. We'll find him if he's lying to us. I don't take kindly to liars."
"I'm really happy that all you saved my life. Now let's get moving, I hope I don't get a chance to return the favor, but will try my hardest to do so when it's needed."
Mukluk waves his shield at Doruk and points to the O8/9 door.
"After you, warrior."
With the secret sliding door open to the room beyond from where Daylin and the krenshar emerged, it's not difficult for a couple of you to wander into it and examine it.
The room beyond...
The heavy stench of wet fur hangs in the air of what must have once served as a lavish sitting room for visitors. Two alcoves featuring large stone statues of a portly merchant flank the main doorway into this room. The room is a complete disarray.
Once fine furniture is piled into a broken heap in the center of the room atop a soiled rug. Faint light filters through the boarded up windows.
The only thing of possible noteworthy value here is an old painting of Greyhawk on one wall, possibly as it existed a decade or two ago in a tarnished silver frame.
Updated Map - shows the "kennel".
Petrel will look behind the painting for hidden loot, and check the door for traps.
Perception
No secrets behind the painting.
No traps.
Martigan will cast the light of Pelor on Mukluk's bracer.
Mukluk casts Detect Magic, scans the room, statues.
Spell failure chance
Martigan will cast the light of Pelor on Mukluk's bracer.
Mukluk resists on instinct.
Will save vs. no save spell
Mukluk grunts at the light and hold up his buckler.
"With due respect to your god and your desire to bring light to world, Martigan, do you mind moving your spell someplace else? We dwarves can function just fine without the light."
"Of course Mukluk, no problem. I had thought to find you in the dark if you took another blow to the head, but I suppose lighting my own shield will serve just as well."
Curmudgeon, but he has a point.
Doruk, uneasy with his health but comforted by his allies, takes the lead and moves carefully into the next room.
"I agree that we should try to talk before hacking up more of these thieves if we can. We're not so well equipped to take on an entire thieves guild at one time."
Aralynn hangs in the back partly to get some distance to use her arrows and partly to trip Petrel if tries running off again. She'll also grab one of the daggers.
"Pssst. Doruk, no traps."
Petrel will then open the door for him, while also standing outside direct avenues of crossbow fire.
The door swings open, revealing the main entry hall beyond (G3).
Two sputtering torches in rusty brackets provide only dim light in what must have once been a grand entry hall. Even now, the fine wall frescos depicting the city of Greyhawk are still visible beneath a thick layer of grime and dust. Above the double doors you pass through is a crudely shaped dagger painted in bright green. A door leading to an unexplored hallway is hall open.
Peering into this hallway, you see it leads to at least four other rooms.
One of the doors is open to a small room beyond (G10). A small chair sits next to the far wall of this guardroom facing a small peephole int he wall.
Updated map shows the entry area, the guard room and the new hallway.
"Ah, the main entry...we actually came in the side door, not that it helped us." Mukluk muses as he rubs his head, picking at the wound.
Mukluk moves to look in G10.
Perception
Assuming nothing, he'll nod to Petrel/Doruk (whomever gets there first) to look at and open the H12/13 door.
Martigan grips his heavy mace tightly, ready for an ambush. He waves his shield around to light any areas his companions might want to see.
"Think he was telling the truth, there's only a few more?"
"Think he was telling the truth, there's only a few more?"
"I certainly hope so. Maybe they've all run off!" Don't hold your breath.
Doruk opens the door and steps through gripping his guisarme tightly.
Petrel will be right behind you.
As Doruk opens the next door, he prepares himself to do battle with more of the Green Dagger Gang.
Instead, he hears a click and the sound of metal rolling on wood. A large spiked metal sphere emerges from a chute hurtling directly at the Shieldlands warrior.
With a thud, it glances Doruk's chest, but miraculously the chain links of his armor prevented any injury.
Storeroom
This room (G11) contains a large table stacked with various objects. Numerous weapon racks dot the perimeter of the room and three suits of leather armor rest on combat dummies.
The weapon racks contain 4 rapiers, 8 daggers, 2 light crossbows, and 1 longsword.
Stacked on the table are 2 sets of thieves' tools, 5 vials, 2 smokesticks, 2 bags of caltrops, 50ft of silk rope and a grappling hook.
The small door to the east at the end of the hallway opens into a small privy. It apparently gets good use and smells fouler than Barge End.
Updated Map - shows the storeroom and privy.
Mukluk stores the gear from G11, carrying what he can, passing out some to others to carry (unless someone wants something).
Not many mages are dwarves and share my ability to carry things.
Mukluk seems sillily proud of something.
Mukluk will stand in H13, waiting for the double doors to open.