GM_Foxy's 2nd Carrion Crown

Game Master Foxy Quickpaw

Umm, Darius and I managed to kill them and then both of you came back. Spugnoir heals Vark with his wand.

CLW: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (7, 6, 2) + 3 = 18

I don't have a clue if the clothes are affected by this. But I'd say the bite works like the spell Flesh to Stone. Look there for details.

Oh... Very good then. gergof says as he puts away his scimitar.

He then proceeds to search the crates and heads for treasure.
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Nothing of worth is found here.

"On ward and upward? Well I guess just upward then?" Stam walks over to the trap door. "It is magically trapped, Darius you should try that ring, just blast the door open."

Stam will then step back giving Darius or Spugnoir room to work.

So, anyone want to use my infusions of shielding in case another nasty is up there?

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
Disable Device: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

Spugnoir takes a closer look at the trap door. And with the information that it is trapped he is able to see it. And he is quite skilful with his tools. But in the end, magical traps can't be disabled with these tools and the whole room fills with acid fog.

Acid fog creates a billowing mass of misty vapors like the solid fog spell. In addition to slowing down creatures and obscuring sight, this spell's vapors are highly acidic. Each round on your turn, starting when you cast the spell, the fog deals 2d6 points of acid damage to each creature and object within it.

"I suggest we move out of here very quickly," Stam heads out of the door they came in and into the fresh air.

Fuuuu! Out! Spugnoir heads back the way they came

damage: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5

Moving out quickly is no option as the thick fog hinders movement all who are standing at the base of the ladder make it out of the area but Spugnoir needs longer. Though he can let himself fall from the ladder and land as softly as if protected by featherfall, this means he takes additional damage before reaching the other room.

Everyone who was in the room takes the 5 point Spugnoir rolled.
Additional Spugnoir: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 5) = 11

My hump is melting!

"Cough cough cough. Move!" Darius tries to get as far away from the cloud ad he can. Pulling Spugnoir with if Spugs is struggling.

This guy really likes his traps. It's immoral, like leaving a loaded crossbow out for anyone to stumble into.

As everyone is in a safe distance from the acidic fog you ponder what to do next. After a while the fog dissipates and you can investigate the room above the trapdoor without immediate risk to your health.

But you find that it was in vain, as this high attic room is empty except for the trap.

"So on to that outer ledge? My prepared spells are running thin for the day, I will have to make use of my wants and scrolls."

Stam will follow who ever leads

Please don't forget to take care of your wounds.

Wand CLW: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (6, 2, 7) + 3 = 18

My healing is almost out for the day and we are in a secure place to rest, so maybe we rest here for a while?

It isn't a bad time to rest, as my guess is there will be more hereas we still have not found the beast we can here for.

As this house's owner has money for all kinds of monsters but not for guardrails and new bridges the group decides to stay for the night with the boxes. Eating trail rations they dream of the good food that is stored at the main house. And later of the cozy beds while sleeping in bedrolls. But besides that the night passes mostly uneventful.

Perception while sleeping?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Spugnoir sleeps in a comfy box.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

Spugnoir wakes up! I heard something clawing around downstairs.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Grergof wakes up grabs his Flail and begins scanning for evil as he moves to the stairs and looks down while waiting for his companions to be ready.

Yes he's still armored as he sleeps in his chain shirt. That's why he originally got it.

Got some light?
As you come down the stairs and into the room with the things from the sea it becomes obvious where the noise comes from. The mermaidlike creature with the upper body of a monkey and the tail of a fish in a large jar claws at the glass.

Spugnoir is ignorant of the trees and rocks

Spugnoir sees something thrashing around. Behind the glass! That monkey mermaid is trying to get out.

Stam will illuminate the top of his staff, "Guess I don't have time to prepare any spells."

Stam then pulls out his wand of grease.

Knowledge(Nature): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
You all stand around the large glass jar staring at the futile attempt of the ningyo to get out of it's prison.
Stam may now enlighten you what that is. See spoiler obove

So...let entrapped critters stay entrapped?

Darius comes up behind everyone. "I concur. Lets finish our rest, we'll need it and I'll need Iomedae's blessings before we get out of here. I sense the worst is yet to come." Darius says grimly.

"We could just burn it, that way it doesn't come to attack us later."

Stam will leave that up to Spugnoir and the rest, he will grab his spell book and sit to study.

Leave it trapped. It can be studied in the future as will harm nobody.

Grergof turns and goes back to rest.

Spugnoir goes back to his box.

Once completed checking his spells, Stam stands up, pulling the staff out of his pack.

"Today is the day."

Allowing his magic to infuse his body, Stam will look upon the staff with his arcane sight, making more notes about this staff.

Spell Craft: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

"Interesting, a staff of swarming insects,it may come in handy. So where to now?"

Stam takes a bite of his trail ration.

Spugnoir slurps his mutagen. Up I believe, but there is still that trap.

As everyone is in a safe distance from the acidic fog you ponder what to do next. After a while the fog dissipates and you can investigate the room above the trapdoor without immediate risk to your health.

But you find that it was in vain, as this high attic room is empty except for the trap.

Spugnoir is still drowsy.

Spugnoir tries to get his...well not exactly beauty sleep. but something that makes him less grumpy[/b]

Darius I assume you used your last few channel energies to heal everyone before we all reset in the morning. Hint ,hint...

Grergof wakes up before the dawn and moves over to an east facing window praying as the sun rises.

Then he rests in quiet prayer as he waits for the others to be ready to move out. As soon as people seemgenerally ready he says:
A blessed Morning to us all, is there anything else you wanted to do here or should we move down the twisting path?

Then he gets ready to head down the path.

Stam will pull out his miniature suit of plate armor, invoking it and his innate powers to armor himself.

"I am ready to press forward. Should be an interesting day to say the least, we need to find the Count."

Spugnoir wonders. Hmmm..I wonder what else there is to explore? Perhaps we should check the various cubbyholes and drawers closer. Oh, destroy the monkey mermaid while it can't move.

Again I ask, why destroy it. Think about the teaching tool it could be for students! An undead you can safely place in any sort of experiment or demonstration you want? I would have given up a weeks meals for that kind of demonstration for the Dervishes back at the Monistary.

As he saiy this hergets the rope of climbing out and commands it to tie itself around his waist.

"I guess I agree, just a bit creepy of a thing. So Lets move along? I can make a few of us Light as feathers as I did to you the other day Grergof, it will make climbing and such easier but it is taxing upon me."

I don't have any climbing potions unfortunately.

Darius heals everyone back up to fighting form before he eventually rests for the night.

In the morning he asks Iomedae for her blessings to fight the oncoming horrors that plague this place. Then after the appropriate rites are done he gathers hit arms and armour and joins the others.

"Let us finish with this place today."

Then drops his head with a sigh. "Not MORE climbing." he groans.

With all tied together you slowly and carefully tread on this dangerous path. And after only a time that seemed like eternity over the roaring waterfall and river 200 feet below you reach the building made up of four interconnected towers. A small stairway that descends 10 feet to a recessed iron door. The door is rusted shut.

Rusted sut, I guess we'll have to bash it down since my lockpicks won't be of any use. Spugnoir examines the door

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

It is strange that the door is rusted.

"Those beasts you think? Or something an Alchemist cooked up?" Stam smirks at Spugnoir.

Stam will step back to let Spugnoir try to open the door. "I still say we try that ring and bash it in."

I hear the noise of rippling water behind the door. Hmm.. I suspect that there might be another trap like the acid cloud at work here. If we try bashing this, we would no doubt get pushed off the ledge by water. Let us back up and use the ring.

Back up enough so we can use the Ram Ring and avoid any tidal wave.

Gm Foxy, is there any way we can get above the door so we would be out of the path of the water but still use the ring?

I agree, let's use the ring and be as far out of the path of any water as possible.