DM Zyren's Heart of Journeys (Inactive)

Game Master Zyrenity

I say we tie him up and rest, then we will find the Jarl and get the price for the key.

A day or two ago Ragnvald asked everyone to post their current hp.

36/59.

"We need to move?"

The big lug starts wondering and grumbling about lunch.

Kosti --> CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Ragnvald --> CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Ragnvald --> CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

That is my last 3 CLW. Make sure you add them. It is a start. Perhaps the Red Raven has some CLW if he is a bard. Not sure whether he is a bard or rogue.

OKay so a brief lsitings of damage:

Kosti: 15/38
Ragnvald: 17/49
Attalas: 36/59
Jezbaxeel: 31/42
Mobo: ??? though he may not have taken any damage at all.

Ragnvald will channel the healing bloodlust fury of Gorum until he's run out. Bear in mind my channels are already compromised by my bardiness and than halved cause my alternative lifestyles.

So everyone is healed 5d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 4, 2, 1) = 18 points of damage and the whole time have a +2 bonus on all Strength-based attacks, combat maneuver checks that rely on Strength, Strength-based skills, and Strength checks until the end of your next turn. Feel free to arm wrestle.

This makes our totals.

Kosti: 33/38
Ragnvald: 35/49
Attalas: 54/59
Jezbazeel: 42/42

So ragnvald will throw his cure moderate on himself 2d8 + 5 ⇒ (8, 7) + 5 = 20.

Alrighty, and so if we rest everyone will be healed to full and I won't waste any spells at the start of the day.

Looks good, should get us going. I don't have much magic, but I can cast CLW 5/day. Lets rest for the night - at least I will not be cold (gotta love Resistance 5). Then in the morning we can get going.

Kosti - make sure you update your spell and prepare fire/attack spells as they seem to be the most useful in this campaign.

Done

Doing 1d10 ⇒ 8 :p

Sorry everybody, haven't had internet. I cannot recall if Mobo was injured.

I don't think that Mobo got hit much. The channel energy should have healed him. I think that I was the one getting hit on that side.

The bit of the sky you see through the slit between the glacial walls above you turns dark when night falls. Yet, the moonlight that is reflected by the ice dyes everything in a strange faint blue light and casts a ghostly shade on your faces.

The tenperature in the icy maze drops even further now and you have a hard time trying to find some pleasant rest.

At about midnight, the Red Raven suddenly rises and puts a finger on his lips

Shhh...he is coming...can you hear the bells?

and indeed, you can hear the low pinging of bells in the distance.

Mobo draws Boomstick and ducks into the shadows, or possibly behind Attalas.

Stealth 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

Jez rises and looks out to see whether she can identify the Jarl's approach.

I have Darkvision of 90' because of the Orc bloodline.

As soon as she thinks that the Jarl is getting close, Jez will cast Shield on herself.

Spell Failure: 1d100 ⇒ 92 vs 15% failure chance **success**

AC22 for next 3 minutes - I really need better armor.

I really need a chance to memorize spells...

Kosti rises. His elven visison should let him see almost as if it were bright day in the glittering moonlight. He grasps his dagger and waits for the things to come, soundlessly praying to Desna.

Ragnvald raises his hand for everyone to to stay calm. "Do not draw his attention. We are not prepared for this fight."

Attalas smiles and grips his sword, in case Ragnvalds desire to avoid a fight is forced upon them.

lol wut?

Ogre and sword wants bloodybath!

Party time.

yeah but it will be a bloodbath if he jumps us. and not the good kind where the blood's not ours. Ragnvald's crazy, not stupid.

The Red Raven scurries over to you and whispers

This place here does not lie on the way to his throne room...we just have to keep quiet and he won't notice us.

"What I care if he sees? Make him dead. We won yet? I wanna go home or kill whoever is stoppin us!" Attalas spits, surly demeanour coming forth.

Ragnvald hisses growing impatient. "Quiet down you fool. We will kill him on our terms, rob his larder, and do whatever you like. I'll even buy you the entire pig next time we're at a festival. But just. Be. Silent."

Satisfied that his friend appears to have been thinking things through, Attalas goes quiet. Ready for combat just in case, but quiet.

In the distance, you hear heavy footsteps and deep breathing echo over to you...

Hey, by the way, how are you going to defeat the Jarl? Magic swords, mighty wizards, what is it? Red Raven whispers, while he stares into the pale-blue darkness of the maze.

"I am a wizard of incredible might." RAgnvald whispers in a straight deadpan. "When elves don't shut up I make their heads magically disappear with a wave of my big. Sharp. Metal. Wand."

Point made RAgnvald tries to settle back into a restful position.

Kosti tries really hard, not to chuckle at Ragnvalds words...

Red Raven shakes his head and sighs, then crawls back to a position at the far side of the icy corridor.

the hours pass and as at last the sun's first rays kiss the glacial roof of the maze, King Yeti wakes everyone up.

Today is day where I become king.

he proclaims, weighing his spiked club in his hands.

Kosti starts immediatly to prepare his spells, delighted that he seems to have mastered a new step in the pursue of the arcane arts.

Mobo rolls out of his giant's sock, Boomstick in hand. He gives a passive check to see if Elf-wart is still alive before losing interest in the search of food.

Nymeria stretches and peels the tiny icicles off her eyelashes so she can open her eyes.

King Yeti looks at Elf-wart and nods

Good to have snack...today much work to do.

Red Raven has meanwhile crwaled to the other side of the icy corridor and beckons you over

We should go soon, the longer we wait, the more time the Jarl has to refresh.

"I got no refreshments, food here is terrible" the Ogre complains "We go when you ready, lead on"

The sooner we can get out of this freezing hole, the better.

Jez, having not even noticed the cold, gets up and stretches, the golden scales running down her neck and back readily apparent when her blue hair falls to the side.

I am ready to go. Lets find this Jarl's burg and turn him into cheese.

Red Raven shakes his head at Attalas complaint and hisses

Everyone ready? There won't be any breaks during the next hours...

Jez giggles in a rather insane girlish way at the Red Raven's comment:
Wadda ya mean "no breaks", there will be lots of breaks, legs, arms, necks, maybe even some skulls.

Uh, yeah...ok, let's move.

You have to give the Raven that he is extremely nimble-footed. He slides over the ice as if he was wearing skates and while you have a hard time keeping up, he doesn't even seem to exert himself.

Corridor after corridor you explore and more than once you come across scenes of your previous battles until you finally reach a tall portal, entirely made of ice.

Embossed on its wings are the depictions of a land of snow and long coast lines where dragon-like serpents crawl around and seem to threaten tiny human villages.

"Ah, home." Ragnvald says. "Those things there? With the sword like fangs and scythe like claws? Good eating on those."

Red Raven incredulously looks at Ragnvald

Eating? You must be joking?! These things look like they are as big as a cottage! At least...hey, do you speak any dialect or language that is typical for your homeland? That could impress and maybe even distract the Jarl.

mumbling He is a masterof the 'bloodthirsty Ulfen' dialect...

"I got six feet of distraction" Attalas makes chopping motions with his sword.

MOBO SPEAKING <-- just seems appropriate
Mobo looks to the Red Raven.
I could bite him and then shoot him under the chin with my boomstick, is that the distraction you are looking for?
.
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Mobo sings cheerfully.
Ogre strike high;
Goblin strike low;
Demon girl scare Jarl;
while Ulfen's strikes flow.

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JEZ

I could try to charm him with my personality. How many cute blue haired girls do you thing the Jarl meets here in this icy fortress. I could probably distract him for a while.

Red Raven igrones Attalas and looks at Red Raven.

Shameless narcissist ;-)

lol wow...meant Ragnvald...rofl

Ragnvald looks at Red Raven as if he wasborn yesterday. "I know my homeland's tongue if that's what you ask. Is there a point to this?"

Didn't you listen? Maybe you could distract the Jarl by telling him that you are an emisary or something - as far as I know, the Jarl was exiled by the giantkin of his homeland...at least that is what he told me - so maybe we could trick him by telling him he was allowed to return?

Red Raven doesn't seem very convinced of his idea, but still, a bad plan is better than no plan.

We have a plan. I use Butterfly Sting and then Attalas crits.

Ragnvald stares at him blankly and silently long enough for the sounds of the caves to filter through the room and chill the elf's spine then responds plainly. "No."