GM Henry Fortuna |
Mortimus' ghoul servant approaches the nest and four tiny creatures emerge. The ghoul decides to express some reservations. "This would hardly make a meal for anyone."
Initiative:
Drago: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Ylrhea: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Mortimus & Friends: 1d20 ⇒ 17
Grawfir: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Stirges: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Ylrhea moves a little closer, but readies her dagger in case a stirge approaches her, which two of them do. The others attack the ghoul, probably starved enough to not care.
Ylrhea's readied attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21; Damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Her blade cuts into one of the stirges and she utters an arcane word, her dagger flashing green.
Con. Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1
One of the stirges fall and the others attack.
S1: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25; Attached; 1 CON damage
Disease <10%: 1d100 ⇒ 28; safe
S2: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9; miss
S3: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21; Attached
One of the stirges attaches to Ylrhea while another attaches to the ghoul.
Round 1: Ylrhea, Stirges, Mortimus, Grawfir, Drago
Mortimus of the Dark Prince |
Mortimus approaches on the rear of the forward ghoul while pulling the chain from around his waist.
He touches his undead minion with a simple spell before gesturing for the others to join him.
Guidance.
Zombie to A4. Ghoul 2 to D4. Mortimus to B5.
Ghoul 1 vs S1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Ghoul 1 vs S1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Ghoul 1 vs S1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Ghoul 2 vs S2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Drago Skorzeny |
Drago raised his hand, took aim and said, "Shochraos." With that he threw a handful of sparks at the remaining Stirge.
Range Touch Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
No way.
GM Henry Fortuna |
It is not your day, is it?
Ylrhea moves forward and slashes at the remaining stirge.
Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15; miss
The stirge decides to attack Grawfir as he looks a bit meatier than the gnome.
Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13; Attached, 1 con damage
Round 2: Ylrhea, Stirge, Mortimus, Grawfir, Drago
GM Henry Fortuna |
"Not up here, looks like," Ylrhea says. "I'll take a look down those stairs."
She departs and returns moments later with several planks of wood. "There were some barrels down there with food no less...but it's all spoiled. I wish we had some fresh water."
And I forgot...
10% disease chance for Grawfir: 1d100 ⇒ 20; safe
GM Henry Fortuna |
"What's with you and suffering?" Ylrhea groans. "You're not one of those Kuthites, are you?"
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GM Henry Fortuna |
This time, Ylrhea rolls her eyes. "I didn't think Zon Kuthon took in necromancers."
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GM Henry Fortuna |
"You seem more self-assured than other Kuthites I've met," the gnome clarifies. "I have yet to see any submissiveness in you or your actions."
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GM Henry Fortuna |
"One of the thirteen necromancers is a Kuthite. Vencious..." the gnome trails off. "My comrades were taken by him a couple of years ago for his 'experiments'. I was sold to Lady Skorzeny for some reason several months ago. Anyhow, Vencious was a typical Kuthite until he decided to pursue a different path."
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GM Henry Fortuna |
You might have heard of Vencious, but that's about it.
"He started dealing with devils. Perhaps Zon Kuthon couldn't fulfill his needs."
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GM Henry Fortuna |
The gnome shrugs. "Whatever his reasons, he speaks of kytons and their perfection now. Apparently his aim is to obtain one as a slave or another experiment."
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Drago Skorzeny |
The Sorcerer found something rough to strike the Tindertwig on and ignited the fire, all the while listening to the scarred man and the gnome. Perhaps I can get some more insight to one of the other Necromancers. He thought.
GM Henry Fortuna |
Ylrhea says nothing as Grawfir cooks up the stirges. The bugbear's skill is surprising as he passes out pieces of the cooked pests.
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GM Henry Fortuna |
Grawfir doesn't argue, but Ylrhea starts to say something. She suddenly changes her mind and keeps quiet, picking a corner for her sleeping spot.
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Drago Skorzeny |
Drago fell asleep close to the fire.
He awoke back in his cell, with Aliethia standing before him. "Did you honestly think you could escape that easily?" She rhetorically asked. Slowly she shook her head as she approached, "You are mine, now and always." The undead elf reached down and started gentley caressing him, about to start another one of her sessions.
The Damphir snapped awake back in the camp, but he wasn't sure if he was actually awake. What if I'm still chained?
GM Henry Fortuna |
Drago awakes to see Grawfir standing over the gnome, one hand over her mouth and one furiously trying to tear her clothing away. His pants hang below his knees, his manhood swollen and pulsing with desire. Ylrhea attempts to scream futilely.
"Shut yer hole," Grawfir whispers. "It'll be over in a moment. You look like you could use a good f!~& anyway. You might like it."