AC 31 T 17 FF 28 | CMD 36 (38 against bull rush/trip/sunder) | DR 3/adamantine | 30% fortification | F+17 R+13 W+12 (+4 vs mind-aff/death eff, imm to dis) | Init +3 | Perc +7
Living Monolith 14 |
Ka Stone 3/3:
HP 156/156 | AC 31 T 15 FF 29 | DR 3/adamantine, DR 5/evil | 30% fortification | stone blood
Atum is about to find and locate the source of the noise when he stops himself and announces, "We must ignore it. If we disable the alarms as we enter, it will only alert the Professor that we are here."
"We need to get this to stop. Reminds me of one of my earlier quests. Someone had discovered a massive book, the Infernal Incantation that when opened. . ." he stops, realizing no one can probably hear him even as he speaks louder.
Hey guys, back from OGC, but Gen Con is now 9 days out and crushing me. I'll be posting when I can, as I can. I realize I've been spotty a lot over the last month, which is out of character for me, but it's a perfect storm of stuff. I'll be back up to a normal rate after the Con though. Sorry about that.
With some disagreement on the alarms, the party works it through. Hugo is quite certain he can turn this one off, but he has no reason to think it'll work on anything other than this once particular alarm.
So what's a team of highly specialized agents to do?
Until the alarm is disabled Roos will keep his hands over his ears and to deafen the noise and while the others talk he will simply say to them "WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU CAUSE I HAVE MY HANDS COVERING MY EARS!"
AC 31 T 17 FF 28 | CMD 36 (38 against bull rush/trip/sunder) | DR 3/adamantine | 30% fortification | F+17 R+13 W+12 (+4 vs mind-aff/death eff, imm to dis) | Init +3 | Perc +7
Living Monolith 14 |
Ka Stone 3/3:
HP 156/156 | AC 31 T 15 FF 29 | DR 3/adamantine, DR 5/evil | 30% fortification | stone blood
Atum shakes his head at Hugo and moves closer. "This Professor lady will only know that someone has invaded her lab if we start disabling all of the alarms. Better to leave them in tact. If nothing else it will cover our own sounds as we approach. I am not the stealthiest or most subtle person."
Atum moves to the southern door and leads the way through.
"WHAT?! DID YOU SAY GO SEED WITH HATE? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? WHO HATES WHO? WE SHOULD LEAVE THIS AREA SOON BEFORE WE ALL GO DEAF." Roos says to the others and then follows them out of the area.
Roos ponders it for a second and then remembers he has another flask stashed away so he lets the cleric take his swig..."strong gnomish brandy" he tells Hugo...
You open the door to the south, but an extremely thick cloud of some kind of gas blocks your vision. It doesn't seem to hurt you in any way, but it prevents you from seeing anything except just beyond the door.
HP 159/159 (215/215); AC 22 (20), T 15, F 19, CMD 35(32); F +13(18), R +7, W +5(8) <+9 morale bonus vs. spells, SNA, SLA>; Init +3 Perc +18<Darkvision 60'>; Rage: 8/34; Boots of Speed 4/10;
Currently in holding pattern awaiting verification of the clearing of an odd weather pattern.
If Roakar can't see through the fog:
"Don't like the look of this fog." Roakar then shrugs and wades into the darkness.
If Roakar can see into the fog:
"Don't like the look of this fog." Roakar then shrugs and wades into the darkness.
AC 31 T 17 FF 28 | CMD 36 (38 against bull rush/trip/sunder) | DR 3/adamantine | 30% fortification | F+17 R+13 W+12 (+4 vs mind-aff/death eff, imm to dis) | Init +3 | Perc +7
Living Monolith 14 |
Ka Stone 3/3:
HP 156/156 | AC 31 T 15 FF 29 | DR 3/adamantine, DR 5/evil | 30% fortification | stone blood
"Mere fog or mist can not harm me." Atum says confidently as he strolls into the room. "If none of you can disperse it, I will investigate the room inch-by-inch if necessary."
I may be able to call a wind creature to disperse it if necessary. If it is but normal fog, that may be over expending resources for less than optimal gain.
HP 159/159 (215/215); AC 22 (20), T 15, F 19, CMD 35(32); F +13(18), R +7, W +5(8) <+9 morale bonus vs. spells, SNA, SLA>; Init +3 Perc +18<Darkvision 60'>; Rage: 8/34; Boots of Speed 4/10;
Going to move Roakar into fog no matter what. It's just a matter of whether or not I can see in it beyond 5 ft. At minimum, it's just fog, at worst its fog plus a rider that makes me roll a save...not too worried.
"I say we chuck Roos into the room with a rope attached to his foot and see what bites." Roakar says with a grin.
HP: 14/138 , Init +3, AC: 23, T: 12, FF: 21, CMD: 29, F: +18, R: +12, W: +18 <+2 vs Evil, Evasion, no Food/ Water, Native Outsider, Imune to Fog/Mist/Smoke and Evil Possesion or Mind-Control>Fly 30', Swim 30", Move 30', Perception +10 <Darkvision 60ft>, <Read/Understand all Languages, Ant Haul, Trail of Roses, Ride the Waves>, NG Male Aasimar Cleric 15, Sunflare: +15/+10/+5, 1d6+18+1d6 Acid (15/x2) S, 5,274-18, Roakar
"Oh, do you think he would throw Roos?", almost excited at the idea, but stops short, "That . . . may be a liitle too much, and I'm certain Roakar can handle it. Maybe he could just watch this time?"
Hey everyone, I'm sincerely sorry I've been MIA. My flight home was affected by the Delta outage, and I'm really far behind on real life responsibilities. I'm back now, and will be back to posting. It'll be slowly at first, but by next week, it'll be normal, and the week after it'll be my abnormally fast self. Please bear with me, I promise to be back.
HP 159/159 (215/215); AC 22 (20), T 15, F 19, CMD 35(32); F +13(18), R +7, W +5(8) <+9 morale bonus vs. spells, SNA, SLA>; Init +3 Perc +18<Darkvision 60'>; Rage: 8/34; Boots of Speed 4/10;
No problem at all. Had other friends caught up in that mess, even a few GenCanters.
Roakar stretches out his arms, intertwines his fingers, and stretches his arms and hands. The loud pop of finger joints can be heard. "Roos, it is time. Think bait fish."
HP: 14/138 , Init +3, AC: 23, T: 12, FF: 21, CMD: 29, F: +18, R: +12, W: +18 <+2 vs Evil, Evasion, no Food/ Water, Native Outsider, Imune to Fog/Mist/Smoke and Evil Possesion or Mind-Control>Fly 30', Swim 30", Move 30', Perception +10 <Darkvision 60ft>, <Read/Understand all Languages, Ant Haul, Trail of Roses, Ride the Waves>, NG Male Aasimar Cleric 15, Sunflare: +15/+10/+5, 1d6+18+1d6 Acid (15/x2) S, 5,274-18, Roakar
Looks at Roos confused, and even a little hurt, "I promised you I would hold those for you for safe keeping. Do you not trust me? after all we have been through. . ."
"Are you daft Hugo...? Seriously...? Do dwarves make friendly banter? They are dour and rough and unfriendly and scary like our good friend Roak here. He may by the beardless dwarf giant of which you speak."
In the room are a trio of interesting/deadly things. To the south is some kind of machine arcing electricity and spewing forth gas (Engineering or Arcana DC 30 to identify). Immediately to your left, in the NE corner is a shackled roper, who seems pitiful and weary. To the south is also a horrid creature ripped straight from your nightmares. This enormous, spider-like creature has three clawed tails and eight legs connected by leathery webs of flesh. Planes DC 29 to identify.
HP 159/159 (215/215); AC 22 (20), T 15, F 19, CMD 35(32); F +13(18), R +7, W +5(8) <+9 morale bonus vs. spells, SNA, SLA>; Init +3 Perc +18<Darkvision 60'>; Rage: 8/34; Boots of Speed 4/10;
"Oh my....I have no idea what all that is, but it looks like my kinda fun. Some kinda machine spewin fog, a chained up conical thing with long tentacles, and a big spider thing. Glad I didn't go fishing with Roos. I don't think hes big enough bate for the job."
HP: 14/138 , Init +3, AC: 23, T: 12, FF: 21, CMD: 29, F: +18, R: +12, W: +18 <+2 vs Evil, Evasion, no Food/ Water, Native Outsider, Imune to Fog/Mist/Smoke and Evil Possesion or Mind-Control>Fly 30', Swim 30", Move 30', Perception +10 <Darkvision 60ft>, <Read/Understand all Languages, Ant Haul, Trail of Roses, Ride the Waves>, NG Male Aasimar Cleric 15, Sunflare: +15/+10/+5, 1d6+18+1d6 Acid (15/x2) S, 5,274-18, Roakar
After seeing what lies within, Ignatius begins to chant a short prayer, before laying a hand on the remainder of the party, blessing them with resistance towards electrical discharges.
Entire party -> 30 mins of Electricity Resistance 30.
Seeing the same, I'll offer a little more of a description, (feel free to read the above), then cast Comprehend Languages on myself, step inside, and simply say "Hello?" <in common>. "We are here to help. . ."
HP 159/159 (215/215); AC 22 (20), T 15, F 19, CMD 35(32); F +13(18), R +7, W +5(8) <+9 morale bonus vs. spells, SNA, SLA>; Init +3 Perc +18<Darkvision 60'>; Rage: 8/34; Boots of Speed 4/10;
Roakar looks to Roos while shaking his head "No respect for the rules. This is the kinda thing that has me goin' back to missions gone wrong and scooping tidbits of members into bags for raisin' later."
Roakar then takes a step into the room to stand near Igi.
HP 159/159 (215/215); AC 22 (20), T 15, F 19, CMD 35(32); F +13(18), R +7, W +5(8) <+9 morale bonus vs. spells, SNA, SLA>; Init +3 Perc +18<Darkvision 60'>; Rage: 8/34; Boots of Speed 4/10;
"Alright Igi...you want to do this the non-Roakar way. Let's give it a shot."
"One of these may get us a reaction as well." Roakar then starts saying something over and over again. When he gets to common you hear him say "Can you hear me now?" before moving on to additional languages.
Languages:
Aklo, Ancient Osiriani, Celestial, Common, Daemonic, Draconic, Giant, Hallit, Infernal, Kelish, Osiriani, Polyglot, Shadowtongue, Shoanti, Skald, Thassilonian, and Varisian.
AC 31 T 17 FF 28 | CMD 36 (38 against bull rush/trip/sunder) | DR 3/adamantine | 30% fortification | F+17 R+13 W+12 (+4 vs mind-aff/death eff, imm to dis) | Init +3 | Perc +7
Living Monolith 14 |
Ka Stone 3/3:
HP 156/156 | AC 31 T 15 FF 29 | DR 3/adamantine, DR 5/evil | 30% fortification | stone blood
Atum goes along the room in the opposite direction to Roakar but comes over to investigate when the creatures are found. "What are they?" he asks. "And are they secure?"
HP: 14/138 , Init +3, AC: 23, T: 12, FF: 21, CMD: 29, F: +18, R: +12, W: +18 <+2 vs Evil, Evasion, no Food/ Water, Native Outsider, Imune to Fog/Mist/Smoke and Evil Possesion or Mind-Control>Fly 30', Swim 30", Move 30', Perception +10 <Darkvision 60ft>, <Read/Understand all Languages, Ant Haul, Trail of Roses, Ride the Waves>, NG Male Aasimar Cleric 15, Sunflare: +15/+10/+5, 1d6+18+1d6 Acid (15/x2) S, 5,274-18, Roakar
I just wanted to say that between all of us, we have a pretty large array of Languages.
Abyssal, Aklo, Ancient Osiriani, Auran, Azlanti, Celestial, Common,Draconing, Daemonic, Elven, Giant, Goblin, Hallit, Infernal, Kelish, Orc, Modern Osiriani, Polyglot, Shadowtongue, Shoanti, Skald, Sphynx, Sylvan, Thassilonian, Tien, & Varisian.
We need to teach Roos Ancient Osirioni and then just go around speaking that from now on.
Before conversation can ensure, the creature in the south roars in defiance and tears away at his bonds! The horror of the beast is something from your worst nightmares. The enormous, spider-like creature has three clawed tails and eight legs connected by leathery webs of flesh.
Fog is in place and is opaque for those who can't see through it.
AC 31 T 17 FF 28 | CMD 36 (38 against bull rush/trip/sunder) | DR 3/adamantine | 30% fortification | F+17 R+13 W+12 (+4 vs mind-aff/death eff, imm to dis) | Init +3 | Perc +7
Living Monolith 14 |
Ka Stone 3/3:
HP 156/156 | AC 31 T 15 FF 29 | DR 3/adamantine, DR 5/evil | 30% fortification | stone blood
"Something's back there. And it sounds like it needs to be smashed. Probably some horrible lab experiment." Atum wades fearlessly into the fog until he can see the outline of the spider creature. He swings his polearm with all his might.
