Demonmoose's Iron Gods AP Blue (Inactive)

Game Master GM Demonmoose

As soon as Syvlara, Elizabeth and Astra cross the portcullis gate on their horses, one of the guards pulls the lever and the gate begins to lower at a significantly quick speed.

Anyone who wishes to cross the gateway can make a Handle Animal DC 10 to spur their horse through before it closes. Failure means the gate closes on you and you take damage, as well as are pinned to the ground. Currently, Will, Sneek and Chakos are outside while the womenfolk are on the courtyard side. If Sneek happens to be on foot, he can make a Reflex DC 12 to move to the other side instead.

Also, as soon as Syvlara, Elizabeth and Astra cross, they see four leather wearing people, though they do not wear helmets over their heads. They look like this. Their lips have been cut off along with portions of their cheeks revealing permanent smiles. Their leader is missing one of his hands-it is replaced with a handaxe.

"Hatchet-Hand, it looks like we got us some dessert," says one of the Smilers. They all laugh.

"Well ****. Fine, I'll make quick work of you worms."

Chakos will indeed attempt to kick his mount into high gear to get inside.

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Ride: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

This might hurt

Handle Animal to spur horse through gate: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Knowledge (local) on the enemies: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

"Oh, fascinating!" Astra says as she easily controls her mount to clip-clop through the gate with seconds to spare, into the courtyard and makes a neat, perfect circle with the horse as she comes to a stop. "They seem to think of us as dessert, and look at those lips", she points a finger in the direction of the Smilers, trying to call Elizabeth and Syvlara's attention to what no doubt is a pretty attention-grabbing body modification in itself. "A ritualistic mutilation of the mouth often coincides with a racially deviant diet. But what I'm most curious about is --" and she turns her attention from talking to her companions, to calling out towards the leader of the Smilers, "I say! Greetings! I was wondering if you might tell me more about what I assume is a proclivity for cannibalism? Is it more of a secular tradition for your tribe, or is it spurred by some sort of religious belief? Or has there been some sort of catastrophe that befell your previous food chain, thus necessitating a drastic change?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Astra, please do not try to debate with the cannibals.

Liz gets ready to blast.

"Do either of you have a close quarters weapon to spare? I fear my bow won't do much with our backs to the wall."

I have a club

He grimaced as he realized how out of place these guardsmen looked. But he was too late to tell the rest of the group his thoughts, watching as the portcullis slammed down, cutting off half of their party and catching Chakos. Jumping off his horse, he scours the area around the fort for a large rock, big enough that he could use as a fulcrum. Spotting a large chunk of the wall, he drags over to the portcullis, pulls a crowbar out of his bag and shoves it place, grunting mightily as he tries to force the heavy gate open enough for Chakos to slip free.

Perception to find stone chunk (just in case): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
Strength check: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Astra pulls out a beautiful masterwork longsword made out of adamantine, with an otter symbol on it, and flips it in an arc through the air at Syvlara. "Take good care of it. It's important to me", she says, while her hand goes to the hilt of a stick hanging from her hip. "Oh, and if at all possible, please leave one of them alive. I would love to have an opportunity to interview one of these degenerates -- the psychological issues alone would be utterly compelling, not to mention the broader-reaching sociological ramifications --"

in a flurry of vim and spittle, Chakos yells...

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Syvlara catches the sword, and examines it in awe.

"Incredible, what craftsmanship." Syvlara exclaimed. She then looks back to Astra and replies "No promises, but I'll do what I can."

Chakos charges towards the closing gate and gets pinned to the ground. The metal fangs pierce through Chakos and his horse. The animal screeches in pain.
Animal cruelty.
Portcullis: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 4) = 9 damage to Chakos and his horse.

"Because human meat is tasty?" One of the smilers shouts at her to answer her question. "Haven't tried elf meat though. Probably soft and juicy. White meat. The rat meat we can throw to the dogs."

Will Gestros finds a large stone, and tries to use it lift the portcullis. He only manages to raise it three inches, not enough to get through and props the stone underneath.

Liz, Syvlara and Chakos' turn. Two Smilers are on the walls. You can see stairs that lead down. They are about 30 feet away, walking around the stairs. There are three Smilers and Hatchet-Hand 20 feet away from Liz, Syvlara and Astra. Lucky for you my initiative rolls aren't great.

"See, that is one of the reasons why I would love to talk to these people --" Astra comments to Liz. "Normal people would have no idea how different human and elf meat might taste, but imagine the amount of data we could glean from people who have breached the boundaries of normality and done unimaginable things. I mean, now that they brought it up, I find myself incredibly curious if elf meat is indeed soft and juicy, but I'm not exactly going to give it a try, so my only recourse is an interview with these fascinating individuals --"

"Astra, now is not the time for talking. Dismount your horse and prepare for battle.

Syvlara dismounts her steed and stands firmly in the center. She brandishes the adamantine longsword intimidatingly at her opponents.

"Come to me you filthy wretches. You shall each taste this blade as it slices your necks."

She takes up a defensive stance and awaits their next move.

Perception for enemy weapons: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Syvlara dismounts her horse, and stands at the front in total defense. AC is now 22

Chakos lets loose a stream of snarling invective

I will switch Life Link to Syvlara, and do a Swift LOH on myself.

LOH: 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 2 = 6

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Ongoing Effects: Life Link (Syvlara)

Liz blasts the smilers and Hatchet-hand with Glitterdust (Will DC 16 or be blinded and outlined. May attempt new will save each round to end blindness.)

Don't let them surround us, ride around the courtyard!

Liz urges her horse to moves 50' away

Will Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Will Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
Will Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Hatchet-Hand's Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Hatchet-Hand and two of the ground Smilers get blinded by dust. They rub their eyes and try to focus their vision.

Enemy turn.

The two Smilers on the walls, take out their guns and fire at Astra. One of the bandits misses Astra and nearly hits the horses leg. The other gets in a lucky shout and catches Astra in the stomach.

Gunslinger’s Pistol vs Astra, with Sneak Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 71d8 + 1d6 ⇒ (8) + (3) = 11
Gunslinger’s Pistol vs Astra, with Sneak Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 251d8 + 1d6 ⇒ (8) + (6) = 14
Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 141d8 ⇒ 5
19 damage to Astra.

The other Smilers take out their guns. Hatchet Hand takes up a defensive stance.

"Stupid Elf thinks we're gonna rush her. Fill her up with bullets boys, but try not to hit her sweet liver."

"I said not the liver!"

Sorry for high rolls.

Astra, Will and Sneek's turn.

"Agh!" Astra cries out as one of the bullets blasts clear through her torso, jangles of chainmail shards blasting across the courtyard together with spatters of her blood and flesh. Wheezing for breath, she drops off her horse, falling to one knee as a dark stain drenches her chain shirt. She breathes heavily, then whispers words of arcane magic. Finally, healed a little bit, she stumbles a five foot step closer to the keep wall, trying to get out of the higher grounders' line of sight.

Cure Moderate Wounds: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (5, 6) + 4 = 15

Shoving the rock in place, Chakos is at least out of danger form being completely crushed. But Will didn't have the time to move the heavy iron barricade and let himself through. Reaching into his Haversack and producing a length of silvery-white rope, he hurls the grappling hook on the end upwards to latch onto the wall. Tugging on it to ensure he had purchase, he starts climbing up over the wall, trying to move as quickly as he could as gunshots rang out just inside the walls.

Climb: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Will climbs up the nearest wall and finds himself face to face with the two Smilers on the wall. They are surprised someone actually climbed it, but you can't see their expression with their helmets on. They would probably be smiling anyway.

Hauling himself onto the wall, Will stares down the men in armor, slamming his fists together and readying himself for combat. He seems to ready a punch at one of them, but instead brings the brunt of his huge hand down on the enemy's gun.

Brawler's Cunning to give myself Improved Sunder.
Sunder: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

His smoldering orange eyes will turn to the other man, snarling angrily at him like some wild beast, with bits of metal and wood falling out of his hand as he flexes it.

Demoralize as a swift action thanks to the Omen trait. DC to beat for me is 10 + target HD + Target Wis mod. Lasts for 1 extra round for every 5 I beat the DC.
Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Will does imperceptible damage to the Smiler's gun. It looks broken enough as it is. Will's fast movement causes the Smiler to look shocked.

Smiler A (0) is shaken. Smiler B(0), Smiler C(0) and Smiler E(0) and Hatchet-Hand (0) are blinded for a maximum of four rounds, Smiler D(0).

Sneek, Liz, Syvlara and Chakos' turn.

What do I need to do to free myself?

HP 27/27
AC 11/11/10
Effects:
Hand of Apprentice:7/7

Liz rides 30 feet from Hatchet Hand and casts Scorching Ray at him
Touch,PBS: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 134d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 2, 5) = 17

Hatchet-Hand gets blasted straight in the face with a scorching ray. His teeth blacken and black marks streak across his face. Despite the damage, he is still standing and looks quite healthy.

17 damage to Hatchet Hand. Chakos, Sneek, and Syvlara's turn.

"Astra, Chakos. Get ready, this won't be pleasant." Says Syvlara as she reaches into her backpack. She takes out a smokestick and lights it. A thick black smoke erupts and blocks all vision. Wheezing, Syvlara says

"Okay,*cough* Astra. Let's *cough* get Chakos out of here."

Syvlara lights a smokestick to block out the enemy's vision. She will aid Chakos in his strength check at her next possible moment.

Strength Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

I will pull out my Greataxe and ready to whack any bad guy that comes close.

Chakos is pinned. He cannot move his arms in any meaningful way. I suppose he can touch himself, use nonsomatic, non-component magic, speak, but he's stuck. Realizing this, he probably can't lift the portcullis himself.

With the aid of the stone, Syvlara manages to pull the portcullis enough for Chakos to roll through. The horse, unfortunately, writhes beneath the bars, unable to escape.

Passing Sneek. Enemy turn.

I suppose he can touch himself...

Oh dear

The two smilers on the roof turn their attention to Will on the wall. They reload their pistols and fire at the brawler.

The two blinded bandits and Hatchet Hand try to shake off the glitterdust's blindness. Hatchet Hand charges at Syvlara, swinging his hand-handaxe at her face. The not blind Smiler, seeing that Liz is too far away, fires at Astra through the smoke.

Will Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Will Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Hatchet Hand dashes into the smoke and loses sight of the elf-meat.

Gunslinger’s Pistol at Astra: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 91d8 ⇒ 6

Everyone's turn.

Will watches as the two gunmen on either side of him reloard and focus on him. At least they wouldn't be firing down into the courtyard any more. Sensing this though, he drops his more aggressive boxer-like stance and slips into something else. His body seems to sway and writhe to an unheard beat, his hands coming up in more like jabbing fingers than brunt fists. Even his eyes seem to change, gaining black slits instead of pupils, as he awaits their next move.

Martial Flexibility to gain Snake Style feat.

Liz pulls out her scroll of magic missile and blasts Hatchet Hand once again
MM: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (3, 1) + 2 = 6

Any bad guys near me now? I will stand and draw my axe!

Have to retype my long post...

Forgot the Smilers' attacks vs Will.

The bullets from the Smilers' pistols catch Will in the shoulders.

Gunslinger’s Pistol at Will, touch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 151d8 ⇒ 4
Gunslinger’s Pistol at Will, touch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 181d8 ⇒ 1

Liz casts magic missiles from the scroll and they strike at Hatchet Hand in the gut and face. Blood leaks from the leather armor and his mouth. He licks it up. You can't see this, of course, as he is in the smoke.

"Whoever did that, I'm gonna roast you over a spit!" Hatchet Hand shouts from the smoke.

Chakos stands up.

Astra, Sneek and Syvlara's turn.

Astra will try to find the switch for the portcullis so she can free the poor horse. :( :( :(

Perception to hear Hatchet: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Next to Hatchet Hand, Syvlara fades into his view, the adamantine sword gleaming in her hands.

"Now I've got you, you deformed maggot. Come meet your pathetic end."

Astra sees the lever for the portcullis at the top of the wall, beside the two Smilers wearing helmets.

Syvlara goes into the smoke and swings at the boss Smiler. The smoke makes strange illusions and the elf misses.

Actually, just lower than AC.

Passing Sneek, he can act whenever.

Hatchet Hand swings his weapon at Syvlara, slashing with his hand handaxe twice. The weapon cuts into Syvlara's upper left arm. The two blinded smilers try to shake off their condition, but are still unable to see properly. The free smiler reloads and fires at Astra, and shoots her in the foot. The bandits on the roof fire again at Will. One of the bandits' bullets lodges itself in his thigh.

Everyone's turn.

Do I see any stairs to get up onto the wall where Will and the two smilers are fighting and the lever is?

Yes, Astra sees stairs. It'll take her about 20 feet to climb up the stairs and get onto the wall.

Then Astra heads to the stairs, making her way up onto the wall to join Will against the two Smilers there. "Hang on, Syvlara!" she calls out as she abandons the elf against the larger amount of opponents. "I'll be right back!" If she can still make an attack against one of the Smilers once she's on top of the wall, she will do so; otherwise, just save this roll for the next round.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Bludgeoning: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Electricity: 1d8 ⇒ 1

Stun Baton charges remaining: 4/10

Liz casts Magic Missile at any Smiler that looks particulary wounded

MM: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (3, 1) + 2 = 6

Any bad guys near me?

Syvlara's scowl tightens as she gets hit. She takes a more defensive position, realizing that Hatchet Hand won't be going down easily.

Any bad guys near me?

"What are you waiting for Chakos? Get moving!"

To the newbies, I don't intend to adjust encounters. This is an encounter for four people, but I tend to roll high. Somehow it translates to computer rolls.

Astra's blade clangs off of the handaxe hand. Hatchet Hand licks his teeth as he stares at Syvlara.

"I got just the perfect recipe for you elf. I'll mix your liver with chopped ears and mix it with those herbs and berries your people love so much. Heheheh."

This dice roller has been sucking all over.

"The only things you'll taste are your own entrails as I shove them down your throat you worthless gluttonous sack of swamp ooze."

At the beginning of Chakos' turn, the Life Link will heal Syvlara for 5 HP and move the damage to himself.

Chakos will LOH himself.

LOH: 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 2 = 5

Chakos will charge one of the mooks in the courtyard, since he can't see Hatchet Hand. Preferably an injured one, or one who isn't blinded if I can tell the difference.

Charge and Power Attack

MW Greataxe: 1d20 + 6 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 2 - 1 = 21
MW Greataxe Damage: 1d12 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 3 = 10

Chakos will call out with a disgusting series of grunts and growls.

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Ongoing Effects: Life Link (Syvlara)

Syvlara is in a fight with that guy with axe hands!