Down the Verdant Path...new PbP GM (Inactive)

Game Master R. Sweet

"Hah!" Minna chortles as Quon's net catches the wily monkey. "You're going down now!" Now within reach, she tries to grapple the netted creature so he - or she - doesn't break free in the 11th hour.

Grapple: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 4 - 2 = 13

"Hey wait...did it just get colder or is it me?"
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Because trying to grapple someone while you're both up in a tree is clearly the most smartest thing to be doing ;)

Minna again tries to hug it out, but she gets swatted in the head. You're now the branch manager!

Waiting on Herbie the love bud, Ayla (dirt nap?) and Koani.

Koani asks her little combat monster to go attack the nearest porcupine.
handle animal: 1d20 + 4 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 8 = 16

Then Koani sends an arrow at the closer porcupine.
attack, into melee: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 7 - 4 = 6

The fierce little dino goes to chew on the bad thing that his Koani told him to get. When he gets closer, he decides to swipe at it with a talon instead.

attack, talon: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Blaarg, is that a natural weapon you're using to give the pincushion chin scritches?

Blaarg takes 1 point of damage as a quill finds its way into the space where your talon meets flesh.

The poor sweet little dinosaur makes sad faces at the halfling in the sky...

Don't make me come down there...and give Blaarg lotsa love!

Checked prior page...Ayla is down, sleeping on the job! Which just leaves us awaiting Herbie. Anyone want to sniff around? Maybe he smells of lavender? Roses? Lilies?

I think Herbie is most likely to smell of cilantro and oregano...

With a subtle Rosemary and Thyme aroma

Moving forward Herbie pulls a seed pod and sticks it at the porcupine with yellow quills. "Hey! Ever seen a shrub with an attitude?!"

RTA Seedpod+PBS-in to melee: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 14 
Bludgeoning Dmg+PBS: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 = 4 
Yellow to make DC14 Fort Save or suffers Limited Vision for 1 Minute

Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

What's the weather?: 1d4 ⇒ 3 Summer: Rampant undergrowth makes footwork difficult, imposing a –2 penalty on melee attack rolls.

The tiny porcupine with Blaarg hisses in Herbie's general direction. Next time try better aim.

acro to enter Narissiell's square-yellow: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
attack #1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
damage #1: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
crit confirm?: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
crit damage #1: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
They way I rule it: you'll survive until you go past negative Con.

acro to enter Quon's square-red: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28
attack #2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
damage #2: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Wow, that turn of weather turned my dice hot....maybe I'll put them on ice later.

Quon, you've been poked.

The Varana attempts to break free of the netting.

opposed strength check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

That would be a big fat NO.

Quon, you're up.

As the porcupine miraculously stabs her in a vital artery, Narissiel falls to the ground unconscious.

Ouch! Unconscious and dying at -9 hp. I've got 12 Con, so only a few rounds to go before death.

So sorry about that. I always feel bad about killing PCs, but you're not dead yet...you've got 3 rounds to stabilize.

Oh, no worries. It happens sometimes. It just goes to show I should never play elves... Haha.

has Quon croaked? Low, I know.

Quon lives across the pond so his waking hours are a bit different than ours :)

I wondered how many time zones we were crossing. It seems Quon is first to see the day, with Herbie being the last to see the day.

Quon

***Round 10***

Herbie
Ayla
Koani
Narisiel
Mina

Foes

Quon.

I am at CEST and did not have time yesterday evening to check ;-)

Quon moves away from the porcupine while holding onto the trailing rope. He draws his sword and slashes at the porcupine.

Flanking Wakizashi Attack: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 2 = 17
Damage: 1d4 - 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) - 1 + (3) = 4

And the porcupine deflates...Time for

***Round 10***

Herbie
Ayla
Koani
Narisiel
Mina

Foes

Quon.

Stabilizing?: 1d20 + 1 - 9 ⇒ (19) + 1 - 9 = 11

Ah! Succeeding! Well, colour me surprised! Haha. Stable at -9 hp.

Koani sends an arrow at the remaining porcupine.
attack, into melee: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 7 - 4 = 10

She also urges Blarg to keep attacking.
assuming this is needed since Blarg took damage
HA, DC 12: 1d20 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 4 = 9

Blarg just looks at his Koani and whines pitifully. Then he steps back slightly from the yucky spiky creature who hurt him.

Now actually a bit worried at seeing two of her companions sprawled out on the ground below, Minna calls down, "Um...are you guys okay or do I need to take my hammer to 'em?"

While she waits for an answer, she continues trying to grapple the flailing, netted vanara...

Grapple: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

...and continues to miss, somehow.

"Sonuva-did one of you mages grease this guy up when I wasn't looking!?"

I'm in PDT time zone currently 7am with my post.

"It wasn't me Minna. Although skilled in the ways of alchemical reactions. greasing things is not in my repertoire." seeing Narisiel hit the ground rushes yo her side activating his spring loaded wrist sheath a wand appears in his hand he pokes Narisiel with it saying "Its not yet your time to make roots."

Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Well that's lovely.

1d4 ⇒ 2 Spring: Clouds of pollen clog noses and mouths, imposing a 20% spell failure chance on all spells with verbal components.

The remaining pincushion moves to Minna and....
attack #1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
damage #1: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Sneezes from the excess pollen in the air.

I have a net, wonder where Frankie is: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Good time to learn escape artist!

Quon

***Round 11*** wow, really? Can't remember the last time combat went on this long!
Herbie
Ayla
Koani
Narisiel
Mina

Foes

Quon

Well, if you count the first... 5? rounds as Ayla flailing around in an Overlong Surprise round, we are really only on round 6 ;D

Speaking of, this ground is super cozy for a Cat Nap. If anyone would mind reviving me later, I have a wand in a Spring-Loaded Wrist Sheath specifically for this inevitability!

Mayhap there was catnip?

In fact, that is the active ingredient in her Wand of Cure Light Wounds!

With the porcupine taken care of Quon focuses on the monkey.

Wakizashi Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

In a ribbitting turn of events, Quon manages to scratch the monkey man.

***Round 10***

Herbie
Ayla
Koani
Narisiel
Mina

Foes

Quon.

Narissiel continues to lay there like the lazy cat. Except, you know, with half of her blood on the outside of her body....

Still unconscious and stable.

Koani urges Blarg to keep attacking.
HA, DC 12: 1d20 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 4 = 27

Then she sends an arrow at the monkey person.
attack, into melee: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 7 - 4 = 23
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
confirm, into melee: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 7 - 4 = 11

The obedient little combat monster moves forward (5 ft step) and bites and swipes at the porcupine.

bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
talon 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
talon 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

talon 1 damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Koani manages to plunk an arrow into the kidney of the better monkey. With a final, defiant screech, the monkey collapses.

Now, who wants to heal lazy bones Narissiel and Ayla, the cat napping in the sun?

Does anyone care to look around?

Koani walks over to Ayla, and respectfully pokes around in her gear, looking for a healing wand. If she finds one, she uses it. If not, Koani uses her own healing wand.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

That should get Ayla up to full. Please let me know, Ayla, if you had a healing wand that Koani could have reasonably found.

Then Koani takes care of her little baby dinosaur.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

I'm waiting now to see if someone else has taken care of Narissiel. If not, I'll do it.

Minna shimmies back down the tree, now able to take her time what with the threat of being pincushioned extinguished. Though rather injured herself, she makes her way over to where the group has gathered and draws her hammer.

"'Fraid I can't help any with the patching but at least I can stand guard," she mutters as she looks around.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
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I can't believe I apparently forgot to purchase a healing wand for Minna! This is what happens when a character is almost solely made of GM credits. I deserve a wet-noodle beating >.<

sorry, I don't know how to turn my wand into a wet noodle, but you're welcome to a few charges.

oh lawd, GM credit! I've got 2 or 3 that are level 6 or 7 just from GM credit.

As winter turns to summer, with 90° heat at 97% humidity, heat index of 105°, a bowl of bowtie Alfredo lands on Minna's head. Upside down, of course. Some garlic bread lands nearby, along with a fork and spoon.

Blarg starts nosing around the pasta, searching for tasty meatballs.

perc: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Blarg happily munches on the goodies provided by the sky-halfling.

Minna blinks, now suddenly be-noodled. "Um...did that really just happen? Food fell out of the sky?" She looks up, shielding her eyes. "No one said it'd be cloudy with a chance of pasta! This is a crazy dang place..."

With a sigh, she scrapes the pasta off her head and shoulders as best as she can and drops it on the ground for Blarg and Blanca. "Um, Koani? Would you...?" she nods at the druid's healing wand.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

"Perfect, thanks. I owe you!"

When Minna looks up, she realizes the group interrupted someone's lunch.

Once you've healed up and with a crisp spring breeze in the air, you move out. You come to a grove that dances with multicolored sparks that orbit slowly around a massive mound of prickly vegetation and mulch. A cluster of gnarled, leafless trees rises from the heap. Instead of bearing fruit, the trees bear fat, round bindle bags, each tied with a silvery rope. Five extinguished campfires dot the grove, each positioned near the mouth of a seperate trail.