Amnur notices the preparations to leave and excitedly prepares Ursa, and mounts his steed. Then he remembers something he forgot and goes back to his untidy bedroll, grabbing up his falchion and sliding it home across his back. Hopping onto Ursa in a single vaulting leap he turns to the others, "Where shall we go?" he asks with open curiosity.
Before the party leaves the slain creatures, Osmillar stops to study the two specimens, curious to find out more about their biology. He collects a small sample of venom, hoping that it will eventually be useful to develop an antidote if needed.
The night, after Osmillar's guard turn, again finds him burning the midnight oil and working on his formulas. He can feel he's just on the edge of a discovery; one that may just help them all.
"Perhaps we should try following the coast. We would be most likely to find other wrecked ships there, as well as other survivors or even the lighthouse, should we be fortunate enough."
Shorga, stable at 7 but not cured.
Travis I still need a DC 12 FORT.
Ready when you all are ;)
[dice=fort]1d20+3
Travis drops his kama, whips out his sling and fires off a bullet at the retreating dino-bird.
[dice=to hit]1d20+2
[dice=dmg if hits]1d4+3The sling bullet misses by a long shot and flies out over jungle, disappearing into the foliage.
Shorga nods and nudges Ursa, "Yesh, the coasht ish lovely." and they start following the coastline.
Travis waits for the leaders - the trackers and those with some nature lore, and maybe those with weapons appropriate to clearing brush - to move out first, then follows right behind them, wary of local threats, flora or fauna.
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Having woken earlier than most Shilyn wandered a bit away from camp to take care of business and do her morning limber up routine. Hearing the others stiring, she returns to the camp, pushing damp hair from her face.
"It's about time you all stirred," she says with a laugh. "I was beginning to think everyone was going to sleep through the day. Speaking of which.. what's that I smell? Food?"
With a quick thank you to Travis, she grabs her share and proceeds to wolf it down.
"What were those flying thingies?," she asks between mouthfuls.. which is saying something considering the speed in which she's devouring her fare..
"Dimorphodons." Alphonse replies.
"They don't usually attack people, preferring to feed on fish and lizards, stuff like that. But if they get hungry enough...well you saw what happens."
"I hear they make decent pets and trained animals if you train them properly, but I've never seen one used in such a way, and I'm not inclined to try it myself."
"They're not a huge threat but we should be careful traveling around in case there are more. They're mildly poisonous and we can't afford to have too many of us laid up sick."
"They'd certainly make useful pets if we had time and skill to train them properly. Perhaps, Wren, you might have some insight into them with your affinity for feathers and birds. Could be interesting to try if we could get some eggs or younglings to work with."
"Let's get a move on... we're burning daylight."
Wren gives Shilyn a good long stare.
"You'd want that scaly thing on your shoulder? You'd want that cold reptile for company? Hmpf! They are nothing like my good natured Plumie here, I'll tell you that!" Wren's hands reflexively go to make sure Plume is safe and sound on her shoulder. "Oh, that won't be a good idea at all."
Wren shakes her head.
"Maybe we could find you a nice man to cuddle with up. Did you see one that you like around here, do you?" Wren leans in close to Shilyn to gossip.
Shorga lets Ursa pick her path as they follow the beach westward, his face happy despite the blood-shot eyes and constant sweating from his pronounced forehead. The salty breeze from the ocean keeps him slightly cool, and just being out of his bed seems to have brightened his spirits immensely. He looks down at the others, walking along on their own two feet and pats Ursa is a gesture of friendship and gratitude, "You're the besht horshe on thish island Ursha. I meant it." He tries to keep his eyes peeled for anything shiny or interesting or dangerous, the strange birds from yesterday still remembered.
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At one point he find himself near Wren, and he gives her a look, never having said much to the flighty woman. He decides to speak, "What'sh the feathersh for?" he asks blandly, words coming out a little slow.
You make camp for the night after a day of exploring the northwestern coast, and as you do an interesting thing happens...
As Alphonse puts another log in the fire, this one a little heavier... The fire falls into the ground. The rest of the ground begins to slide toward the hole.
Reflex saves:
Wren
Shorga
Travis
Os
Alphonse
Shi
Shorga, Travis and Shi fall in. The rest of you make it back to "safety". You land softly on something moist, which is mold, if your nose doesn't deceive you.
Those of you on the top, you can see that the fall is only maybe 15-20 feet down, nothing lethal.
With a take 10 perception, you can hear cluttering around in the darkness around you. The fire is extinguished from the fall, so those of you without dark or low light vision can't see anything. Those of you who can see, don't like what you see. Skeletal creatures have noticed you...
At one point he find himself near Wren, and he gives her a look, never having said much to the flighty woman. He decides to speak, "What'sh the feathersh for?" he asks blandly, words coming out a little slow.
Wren spins as Shorga speaks to her, her head snapping up to look at the mounted half-orc.
"You mean these ol' things?" Wren says, preening. "These feathers are my way of unlocking the magic of the natural world. They have so much hidden power...not that you'd understand, you see. Some birds are eagles, meant to soar...and others are...uhm...others peck the ground," Wren explains gently.
Wren smiles at Shorga, and then to Ursa.
She leans into Ursa, whispering. "If you ever need any help, Ursa, you let me know. I am a friend to those friends of the birds. You might be one...others," Wren's eyes dart up to Shorga, "...others may or may not be friends to the animals."
Wren smiles at Shorga again, giving Ursa a furtive wink
Map uploaded in link.
Everyone is prone for the "surprise round".
Round 1 INIT:
Skeleton 1
Skeleton 2
Travis
Zombie 1
Wren
Skeleton 6
Os
Zombie 2
Skeleton 4
Skeleton 3
Shilyn
Skeleton 5
Zombie 4
Alphonse
Zombie 3
Shorga
Round of Surprise
Wren stands in the surprise round, taking a looksee at the horrors (the undead, not just the PCs) in the hole.
Know (religion)
Wren will babble what she knows of skellies and zombers.
Travis looks around with his darkvision, spotting the moving undead...His eyes narrow and he readies to take action when he can - most likely getting to his feet as his first action...
Alphonse gets up and takes out his rope, ready to drop it down to his buddies.
Yes, and yes Alphonse. I think that it is common knowledge that you wouldn't try to pierce a skeleton with a rapier, when a sledge hammer is nearby. If you want to waste a round RPing, I don't mind you doing that, and you *might* get rewarded for good RP, but I think that there is enough working knowledge with skeletons to figure that out on the fly, without needing someone else to tell you. It is always a good idea to shout it out, though. In case a player doesn't know, or just forgets.
That is right Wren. I will forget 10 more times, so keep reminding me! :) Wren is not considered prone for round 1. Wren, per your knowledge these are regular old skeletons and zombies. Nothing too difficult for the group.
As wren looks further she notices that there is a treasure chest on the north end with some gold spilling out.
Fixed the map Trav. Sorry, messing around with some light and fog of war settings. Still don't have it 100% because of time constraints.
Also, the first 2 step up and take their turns.
Shilyn takes damage.
Round 1, Init 3rd from Top
Wren looks at the oncoming undeadery and begins to wring her hands.
"Oh dearie, there sure are a lot of them...say...is that a ship you're in? I was on a ship once...blahblah...sailing someplace...blahblah...having dinner with the captain...blahblah...and you know what happened?! We sank! I woke up...blahblah...beach with a bunch of strangers! True story...now, where was I? Oh yeah, undead!"
Wren defends herself with a ostrich-like spit of acid, aiming at the closest skeleton.
touch to hit;
damage.
Shorga coughs to clear some dust from his throat and then notices the creatures all around them, "Lookout! It's the undead!" he shouts in a dazzling display of intellect. He draws his weapon and touches a hand to his horse, standing nearby, murmuring something in orcish. Ursa responds by tensing her body, and lashing out with her strong jaws to try and bite the nearest foe.
Travis takes a step forward to the skeleton near him and flurry attacks it.
Osmillar carefully approaches the edge of the pit, hearing the sounds of battle below.
"Everyone okay down there?" He asks.
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Shilyn mutters several choice phrases in Elvish as she picks herself up out of the dirt. "You know, days like this make me really.. and I mean really want to hurt something," she mutters as she pulls her rapier from its sheath before attempting to skewer her opponent.
Hearing a clack instead of a more familiar dull sounding strike, she reaches up with her off hand to push the hair out of her eyes, eliciting another sting of not-so-polite Elvish. "That ain't gonna work so well.."
HP: 4 / 9
Shilyn, you are at 9/9. I made a mistake and had a skeleton stand up, move and attack in one turn, which was too much.
One skeleton downed in round 1 from the combined effort of Wren and Shilyn "acid poking."
The monsters started to surround the group.
Round 2 begins.
Alphonse drops his rope on the ground at the edge of the hole when he sees the undead moving in on his companions.
Well, this is a spectacularly dumb idea. he thinks to himself, and drops in.
Whipping out his sword and shield, he looks around for a target.
Spotting a zombie right next to him, he swings his Falcata at the creature, two handed.
Travis attacks the skeleton again (the one directly under Oz).
Almost panicked as he's about to be surrounded, he takes a step.
Round 2, Init 3rd from Top
Wren moves up to look down the hole (though probably did this last round), still a bit worried for her flock.
Wren shoots another ostrich-like spit of acid, aiming at the closest skeleton (up one, left one on the map).
Attack within' 30', Acid Splash
touch to hit; (combat)
acid damage.
Shorga swings powerfully at the skeleton south of him (or sw if needed) trying to slice bones apart with his heavy falchion. He looks to move a few feet south to take the position of either skeleon if one falls.
Giving Os and Shorga time. I'll probably bot Shilyn (because of her dummy work putting the crackdown) unless she can slide in under the timeline.
Shorga just ninja'd me.
K, we'll get going.
Round 2 summary:
Skeleton attacks Travis.
Travis demolishes a skeleton next to him.
Wren shoots a skeleton with acid.
Os aims a bomb at the square of the zombie and the 2 skeletons next to him. ;
Alphonse scores a big hit on a zombie.
Shorga demolishes a skeleton next to him.
Shilyn double teams the zombie that Alphonse sliced up, opting to poke something a little more fleshy.
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EDIT: Crit confirm and possible crit damage. ; ;
Weak crit, but that still amounts to one (almost) dead undead. The zombie falls unconscious.
Monster attacks:
Zombies move in but miss.
Round 3.
2 skellies and 3 zombies alive.
Travis takes a 5' step to flank a zombie with Shorga and attacks it.
"Heads up, down there!" Osmillar warns, as he aims for one of the zombies and throws a glowing flask, making sure to aim wide so the splash doesn't hit his allies.
It's okay, we're on Rd 3 now. :)
Shorga smiles at the cascading sound of bones tumbling over his blade as the skeleton is destroyed. He turns his attention to the remaining foes, calling out to the others, "Undead are dying!" he says with obvious positivity and excellent powers of observation. Noticing the cunning Travis moving into a flanking position, Shorga takes advantage of it, bringing the falchion up, down, and the back up towards the zombie in a great sweeping motion, trying to cut the zombie in two from the bottom up.
Alphonse whips around and slashes two-handed at the other zombie.
Round 3, Init 3rd from Top
Wren walks too and fro atop the hole, worrying for her flock in the hole. Finally, she finds another good place to shoot more acid.
Wren shoots another ostrich-like spit of acid, aiming mostly re-dead zombie (or whatever target works).
touch to hit; (combat)
acid damage.
Round 3 results:
Travis drops a zombie.
Os lights a zombie on fire and Shilyn proceeds to shishkabob it. Another zombie down.
Alphonse, takes another zombie very closely down to nothing, and Wren paces about waiting for the precise moment and then misses, as does Shorga.
We have a zombie left with a couple hit points and 2 skellies, which I am going to say that you proceed to dismantle in another round.
Looking in the chest and around the ship you find in usable condition.
415 gold pieces, some silverware and plates (eating utensils, pots, pans etc), 15 arrows, 11 bolts, 5 broken scimitars, and one torch that seems to have magical properties. You also find a book that seems to explain how one that had the proper knowledge could create food and knowledge. The text seems to be religious in nature.
Painlord
