GM_MG's Hell's Rebels

Game Master GM_MG

"Maybe there's a key or something in this room?" as he points to wards H30 to the east. "Perhaps I should wait to pop this lock until we check that room out" he thinks to himself

The door appears to be locked, but a grimy glass window set in the door clearly has a view outside, looking out on the back of the fair fortune livery.

move to F22, looking around the room

[Dice=perception 60'DV]1d20+5

This old stable has suffered pretty bad water damage.

Let me check around over here for some keys

Lily move to O25 to take a look in the door and around the room
[dice=Perception]1d20+2

Hey someone checkout this other room over here

You find nothing here. A desk, some empty cupboards, and cobwebs.

Landing, a bit unsteadily, Leila starts looking about the place, moving the Dancing Lights further into the room as she goes.

”So, Rexus said this is some sort of secret base or whatever? Honestly, looks a bit shabby. And no ghost lovers popped out, only puppers. But hey, maybe we can tell people it’s massively haunted and they’ll be too scared to come here. Ya know?”

[dice=Perception to search the room]1d20+8

Moving to to L18 and landing
Free action to move Dancing Lights to 24/25 block

Up in the rafters you spot a glimpse of metal. Flying up, you retrieve what seems to be a signet ring, nailed to a strut.

The ring is gold and is worth perhaps 150 gold.

[b]"Of course, my dear," Declan replied to Lily, careful to sound brave, as he timidly moves to peek in the room to the Northeast.

moved to M27

[dice=perception (60ft DV)]1d20+1
[dice=stealth]1d20+2

Much like the other room, it contains a desk, a chair, and some old cupboards. The room is grimy, and tufts of grey-white fur indicate the dogs you fought may have slept here.

Can one of you guys take care of this lock? Or do I need to smash it?

knowledge local: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

"My, my, what have you got there? That appears to be the coat of arms for house Juliac. I seem to recall they owned this property. What was that doing hidden up in the rafters?"

Do I know if the Juliac family still around in Kintargo?

Thete are no living Juliacs to the best of your knowledge.

Is anyone else thinking it could be fun to start tormenting Barzilai with letters seemingly written from the grave from long dead noble houses using all of these signet rings?

"If we're not in a huge rush, I'll take some extra care in trying to open this. Could someone check the lock for magic first? I'm not that great at it myself."

Dyst does not have trapfinding with this archetype, so he doesn't detect magic traps at this time.

Disable Device: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Is anyone else thinking it could be fun to start tormenting Barzilai with letters seemingly written from the grave from long dead noble houses using all of these signet rings?

that's an awesome idea!

"Of course."

Declan, made a quick arcane gesture and spoke an arcane word causing his eyes to glow a faint blue, as the world came alive in his vision with faint swirls of magical energy coming into focus around him.

Declan casts Detect Magic and slowly pans around the stable, starting with the area to the south around the gate. Spending three rounds concentrating if any auras are detected.

knowledge arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

"Of course."

Declan, made a quick arcane gesture and spoke an arcane word causing his eyes to glow a faint blue, as the world came alive in his vision with faint swirls of magical energy coming into focus around him.

Declan casts Detect Magic and slowly pans around the stable, starting with the area to the south around the gate. Spending three rounds concentrating if any auras are detected.

[dice=knowledge arcana]1d20+6
[dice=spellcraft]1d20+6

You detect no magic auras in the area.

"If we're not in a huge rush, I'll take some extra care in trying to open this. Could someone check the lock for magic first? I'm not that great at it myself."

Dyst does not have trapfinding with this archetype, so he doesn't detect magic traps at this time.

[dice=Disable Device]1d20+8

With a click, you spring the lock, and the iron gate swings outward with a slight, rusty squeal.

move to F22, cautiously

perception DV 60': 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
acrobatics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

move to F22, cautiously

[Dice=perception DV 60']1d20+5
[Dice=acrobatics] 1d20+3

Besides the scuff of your feet on the dirty, mud streaked floor, you hear nothing.

move 10 more feet forward

Peering through the door, you see an old workroom that houses numerous old slaughterhouse tools, veterinary equipment, and woodworking tools, all of which are covered with a thick layer of dust through which strange tracks and patterns have been traced. Heavy mallets, crumbling ropes, and tools for restraining animals hang from pegs in the walls or rest atop leaning tables. To the southwest, a trap door sits ajar, propped open by a block of wood.

Declan follows behind, continuing to concentrate on Detect Magic and making sure to examine the patterns closely, and looking for tracks in the dust

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

nature: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

not much here....

Kicking his way through the debris he moved up towards the trap door

Under the trapdoor, a ladder leads down below. You're assaulted by a powerful reek of urine and feces. You can see what looks like some sort of nest made out of chewed wood and strips of cloth.

Declan you're up! ragthur laughs.....

nope, nope, nope!

"Now now, I don't think that's entirely necessary." Leila smiles and shoos Rathgur away from Declan."Don't you have some sort of pet you can send, eh? I guess I could send Mr. Flap Flap, but he's not exactly combat trained."

I can summon a bird to take a look but might need some help with light if its dark, Leila you can help me with that right?

Lily summon a spirit pidgeon and sends it down, moving 10ft a round for a minute, with me watching the whole time

"Well why didn't you say you wanted a minion. A minion I can do."

Declan concentrated for a moment, and then said, "Oh my, I am so desperate. Why I could sell my soul..." a second later a small tear opened up in the earth at his feet, the crevasse looked like molten rock on each side, and the distinct odor of sulfur and brimstone was present. Sccreeching out of the hole came a large bird. This was no bird found in nature, with burning red eyes, wicked barbed talons, and feathers that looked blackened and singed.

Declan uses summon monster spell like ability (6/7 uses remain) to summon a fiendish eagle at the top of the ladder.

The eagle peers into the darkness below.

perception 60'DV: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

"Oh, well... that is, uh... different there Declan. Do you only know how to summon up extra crispy birds?"

With Leila ready with Light and Declan's Eagle, she sends her spirit pidgeon forward.

Here we go

This takes place upon opening the trapdoor

"Remember how I said I thougth thtat was the worst smell I've had the displeasure of smelling... well I was wrong."

Peering into this putrid and rancid smelling hole then up at Declan. "Hey Dec ol' boy, you know there are better ways to go "slumming" with us common folk. After this, I don't think any amount of bathing will fix this stench." Letting out a hearty laugh, and giving Declan a friendly pat on the shoulder.

I would assume that Declan and I can tell we are both Aasimar, but I don't know how that would play out. If it's decided we would not know, then skip the following.

This takes place after witnessing Declan summon his Eagle

The birds descend into the basement. Nests made of chewed crates and barrels line the walls, while rusty knives and hooks cover the tabletops.

You see several corpses of rats the size of dogs here. They've been eaten, and only bones and scraps remain.

There is a doorway leading west here, wide open.

sounds like this place needs a cleansing fire...

anyone have any ideas that isn't going to kill is all?

Fair Fortune Livery Basement

Assuming you are sending your animals through the door.

Dirty salt and sawdust coat the floor of this gloomy hall. Bits of the wall masonry have been chewed or clawed away, revealing narrow, winding animal tunnels beyond. Steel rails are mounted in the ceiling, with a few lonely iron hooks dangling from them. A pile of stained pillows and motheaten blankets lies in a ten-foot-square depression in the floor to the northwest.

Perception checks for the scouts, if you please.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

Your scouts detect nothing unusual in this chamber. Moving on?

Lily is going to keep going with her spirit pidgeon as long as she can (1min).

Passing through the bars of the wrought-iron gates in this chamber is easy enough. However, down the short flight of stairs and length of hallway is a closed pair of double doors.

Everything seems clear, who wants to go first?
I assume about now is when my pidgeon would disappear.

I say our esteemed fancy boy should lead us... Hehe I chuckle.

After getting the all clear, Rathgur moves still cautiously down the steps. Pulling his cloak up to try and protect from the stretch, he wishes there was some cleansing fire he could use on this place.

move down the stairs to between the 2nd and 3rd column on the bottom

acrobatics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

"You humans and your delicate noses. You should try working with plants some time. You think manure smells all that great? Sheesh. So... do the birdies come back to report or do you get to project your sight through theirs? Mr. Flap Flap doesn't quite work like that, but he can give me a... feeling I guess. Is that what you do too?" Leila looks back and forth between Declan and Lily.

I would be trying to stay near to the trap door to re-position/recast Dancing Lights as needed.

Watching Rathgur descend the trapdoor into the basement.

"Rath, be careful down there. Let me know if you find any of those thingys. The fake ghost goblins whatever they were called."

I see through their eyes, I can see everything they are seeing. I can summon a bird or a mouse. Its very nice looking around places and not have to worry about being seen. Mr. Flap Flap seems pretty cool, you don't see a bat as pet very often its neat.

"Oh yes, Mr. Flap Flap was one of the first creatures I met when I arrived here. He was flitting about here and there. Likely looking for a meal the poor dear. Well, I happened to have some fruits with me from the great tree, so I shared. As a result, we sort of bonded. Now, he's my tiny minion, and a link to the Spirit of this city. Like it or not, he's stuck with me."Leila giggles softly. "Seriously though, I can probably get some of that fruit if you want one."

yes, Leila would absolutely stop investigating just to have a long winded conversation in the middle of this place :P

That sounds good, after we leave this place maybe I could try one of those fruits if you still have some.

Rathgur, you step down into the chamber below. It is quiet, and smelly, and it occurs to you that maybe Rexus should have came down to the pee-and-dead-rat place himself if he wanted whatever might be down here so bad.

From the room ahead, you hear a mournful cry, and a great cacophonous roar of objects bouncing off the walls, although you can't see anything from your current vantage point.

nature: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Thinking about the noises he hears from the next room, Rathgur tries to remember if he's heard them before

You step forward, into the room. Although you don't see anything that could be causing the noise, but it sounds like someone is throwing dozens of pans, rocks, chains, and other objects around.

The walls of this room are riddled with holes, each perhaps 8 inches in diameter. The section of wall you're interested has crumbled, partially revealing the limestone slabs acting as the buildings foundation.

Can I get a Reflex save from Rathgur, and Initiatives from everyone else.

init: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
reflex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

oh shit

Lily woukd have been following everyone else down.
Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
I also would have been stealthing and getting my crossbow out if we heard the noise.
Stealth: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 30

Keeping his roughly 20' pace behind the lead, Bessy in hand ready for whatever may rear its not so friendly head.

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10