Foxy Quickpaw's - Shattered Star AP

Game Master Foxy Quickpaw

Initiative: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Hector follows Tauriell's example and attacks the porcupine.
Attack: 1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 17 + 2 = 39
Confirm: 1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 17 + 2 = 34
Damage: 3d8 + 33 + 27 ⇒ (6, 6, 5) + 33 + 27 = 77

It is not clear what exactly Hector did with that attack, but obviously it is possible to splatter someone with a spear over the whole wall.

The other two wraiths attack Hector.
Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Con Drain: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Con Drain: 1d6 ⇒ 6

"Get away from there I can't fireball them if you're around!" Abomentolor demands

Gwenhwyfar positions herself to get at least two of these wraiths in a line and sends a line of lightning through them.
Lightning DC17: 10d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 3, 2, 1, 5, 2, 4, 1, 3) = 27

Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Tauriells wraiths continue to attack her.
Touch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Con Drain: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Touch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

"Just place it clever. Get over here Hector." Tauriell replies taking another step back.
Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18
Damage: 2d8 + 6 ⇒ (1, 3) + 6 = 10
Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16
Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Fort Save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

Hector does as told.
Withdraw

Abomentolor looks where to place best his fireball with squinted eyes.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Fireball DC20: 15d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 3, 2, 3, 1, 5, 6, 4, 2) = 45

Reflex Wraith: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Reflex Wraith: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Reflex Wraith: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Reflex Wraith: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

One wraith is dissolved. The others are seriously hurt
The remaining one of Hector's wraiths comes after him.
Touch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Con Drain: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

And with a few steps Gwenhwyfar aligns with the row of wraiths.
Lightning DC 17: 10d6 ⇒ (1, 5, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 5, 2, 3) = 26

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Reflex Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Reflex Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

And with that all wraith are destroyed.

"Wow Gwen..." Jimmy says just standing jaw agape

"Electrifying, isn't it?" Gwenhwyfar replies holding her index finger at Jimmy's arm causing a electrostatic discharge.

"OUCH!" Jimmy says jumping, Rubbing his arm, "Quite." with a smile

"I don't like this house. Can we search for the shard elsewhere?" Tauriell states.

"Yes please. Best would be in the in Mary Poppin's Inn." Gwenhwyfar replies. "Who is hurt and needs to be taken care of?"

"I suggest we leave now and make plans later. I guess Hector and I need some of your attention later." Tauriell tells and leads the way out of the house and into the woods.

As she finds a clearing that is a bit elevated, dry and the ground not too bad to sleep on she drops her backpack and pulls out a scroll.
Caster Level Check DC6: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

And suddenly the temperature changes to a comfortable 21°C and a light appears in the air above Tauriell illuminating an area with a 20 foot radius.
"Welcome to my temporary home." she says with an inviting gesture. Then she starts to make herself comfortable with her bedroll and blanket and trail ration.

Gwenhwyfar checks on Hector and Tauriell.
Heal: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28

"It looks like these creatures drained your constitution. But I only have one bag of diamond dust left. I can't cast it on both of you." Gwenhwyfar tells.

"So what now? Rock-Paper-Scissors?" Tauriell asks.

Hector forgot to make his fort save
Fort: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16
Fort: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18
So 1 con drain

"I'm fine. You take it." Hector replies.

"Ok." Gwenhwyfar replies and casts the spell on Tauriell. "You're better now?"

"Yes, thank you." Tauriell replies. "By the way, I can't leave this nice home, for it ends immediately if I do. So if something is missing inside, you have to get it."

"I'm fine here." Abomentolor replies. "But this is pretty low level. No beds, no food, no servants."

"Yeah, I know. Next time YOU bring something better." Tauriell replies while lying comfortable on her bed roll in a smug tone.

"I suggest you make a challenge of that. No matter who of you two wins - we win anyway." Gwenhwyfar comments.

"I'm going to take a dump." Hector says and is on his way.

"Oh, great. Should have thought about that before casting the spell." Tauriell comments. "Make sure to remember where you walked. Because you can't see us from outside."

Hector turns around. He hears the voice but he doesn't see Tauriell anymore. Going a few steps back and all reappear. "Cool!"

Stepping back he takes a closer look. It's a sphere that takes on the colours of the surrounding. Which is really good camouflage in such a dark environment. He quickly moves to do his business and comes back.

The night is eerily silent. Where you have leaves rustling in the wind, twigs snapping under the feet of some night active animal, insects chirping or owls "cooing" in the normal world - here you have nothing.

The night passes uneventful as all is well hidden and no one is stumbling over it. But 'night passes' doesn't describe it. The lighting doesn't change at all. It's like endless dusk shortly before it would get completely dark. Which feels strange and somehow wrong as you wake up after the mandatory eight hours of sleep.

"This is wrong. How shall I have my prayer time without the sun?" Gwenhwyfar asks.

Destinée answers that by sitting down in front of Gwenhwyfar. "I don't care much about the sun." she replies between licking her fur on her leg.

"We will just have to make do unfortunately."

"I want out of this dark hole as fast as possible." Gwenhwyfar sighs before concentrating on Destinée.

"Me too. I'm missing the good meals from the hotel already." Tauriell replies. And tell me when you're done with your morning routine. In an hour latest this place will become my privy. I suggest you're all out until then."[/b]

Hector eats a trail ration and moves outside waiting for the others to come.

As soon as Gwenhwyfar is done she packs up and moves out of the sphere. "How do we approach now? The same way as yesterday, or are we trying something different?"

Abomentolor packs up too, but stays.

"Get out you pervert!" Tauriell commands and gives the gnome the boot.

"Hehe. Ouch." Abomentolor rubs his behind as he appears outside the sphere.

"What do you have in mind? Burn down the building and ten search the remains for magic items?"

"So far we found only evil and undead. Could you actually do that?" Gwenhwyfar asks.

"You doubt me?" Abomentolor inquires offended.
Bluff: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

"I'm short a few gallons of oil to do that with style. And I'm not sure this hut burns well without it." he admits.

"Maybe we could enter somewhere else. Like through the walls. Or if we find some windows I could take a look in first." Gwenhwyfar suggests.

Tauriell comes out and the sphere disappears. "It might help avoid some of these nasties."

"Maybe we could start with that room where the light shines out of the window. Gwenhwyfar suggests.

"You mean the last room we would reach if we went in through the door?" Tauriell asks. "I'll bet you a thousand gold that is where the shard is."

"I'm sorry, but I don't have a thousand gold to hold that bet." Gwenhwyfar replies. "But I wouldn't bet against that anyway. But let's take a look."

She sends an observing eye in the direction of the Black Keep to take a look into the window of the illuminated room.