GM Mezegis The Begger's Pearl (Inactive)

Game Master Mezegis

Brandon smiles as his bolt hits home and quickly loads another, sending it along the same path as the first.

Brandon vs. Woman (light crossbow): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Damage (light crossbow): 1d6 ⇒ 3

Don't forget the Bless buff Norine nearly died to cast. Even with that hit, it clangs off the DR.

Targost fires an acid dart at the floating priest.

Attack-Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Oh yeah!! The crappy rolls are back!

Correct me if I am wrong, but I believe Acid dart has only a 30' range, and you are a bit beyond that.

Yup...you are very much correct...not that I could have hit here with that roll anyway...I guess I will start coating arrows for others to shoot...and retain my magic missiles and such for later.

Targost joins the others coating the arrows.

I had moved him a full (X4) run around the corner. Then I posted his action of double moving up to Norine to help. You said I jumped the gun, and was a round ahead. forgot to move him back around the corner. He will double move back when its his turn again.

Torvic shot: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 71d8 ⇒ 2

Torvic fires at the distant woman, grumbling as the shot sails very wide, "Damn wind." He then reloads the weapon, determined to do better next time. Ebon dashes out of sight of the illuminated priestess and he finds his senses return to him.

She sees what Calanthe is organizing and hisses angrily, knowing full well the downward spiral that may happen if she is hit with silver. Loosing her arrow, it strikes the witch in the shoulder, spinning her slightly from the force of the blow.

Attack Calanthe: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 211d8 ⇒ 3

Calanthe takes 3. Ebon is no longer panicked, and PC's are up!

Calanthe lets out a squeaking cry of pain as the arrow strikes her in the shoulder, luckily not too deep that it can't be immediately pulled out and ignored (for now). Assuming someone passes her a flint and steel (maybe Targost grabbed it last turn), she'll begin lighting a fire using anything and everything potentially flammable within reach.

"Targost - pour the blanch over the arrows," she breathes, fumbling with the flint and steel.

The rules say starting a fire takes "at least" a full round action. I'll let you decide how long it takes for us to get a fire going.

Also Mez, note that Calanthe is likely to be effectively prone (she's on the ground trying to light a fire) so that's a +4 bonus to AC against ranged attacks.

Adrenaline fueling her, it takes Calanthe Time: 1d2 ⇒ 1 full rounds to get the fire lit.

Actually... for anyone using a crossbow, it's basically no penalty to be on the ground and get a bonus +4 AC against her attacks.

Calanthe looks at Brandon and Torvic, cogs ticking even while she desperately tried to get a few scraps of her journal to light. "Psst! You two! Get on the ground! Make yourself a smaller target!"

Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Norine draws her wand of curing again and reaches over and heals Calanthe. No time to be stingy...

Double move to stand between Calanthe and the BBEG
Sweat pouring off of his pale face, Ebon hustles back into the room, drawing his Earthbreaker as he does so. Seeing Calanthe working on blanching the arrows, he shuffles between his friends, and stands as a shield between her and the shadowy fiend.
"I will shield you. Finish your task."

Oh, it was your fathers sword you dropped... Interesting

Yeah...He'll be wanting that back...XD

Tod sends another arrow towards the enemy, hoping for a lucky shot.

1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 = 14

Not this time.

Brandon hits the ground prone and fires again.

Brandon vs. Woman (light crossbow): 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 5 + 1 = 25
Confirm Critical: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 1 = 8
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Targost will continue to blanch the arrows as fast as he can, and get them to Todric. He is also watching the flying priest for signs of damage, so he can use his last 2 magic missiles on her when the time is right.

Torvic: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 181d8 ⇒ 3

Torvic crouches low and lets fly with another bolt that clangs of the priests armor. "I grow bored with this." she says as she begins to descend from the ceiling, letting fly with another arrow at Todric, the shot striking his leg.

@Todric: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 201d8 ⇒ 5

Todric takes 5, PC's are up!

With a meagre flame having caught - thankfully! - Calanthe takes the arrows from Targost and then holds them over the fire. "Just a little while longer, Todric..."

Full round action to blanch the arrows.

Brandon swears under his breath as he reloads. She's bored? He lets fly another bolt.

Brandon vs. Woman (light crossbow): 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 = 11
Damage (light crossbow): 1d6 ⇒ 6

As Todric sends one more ordinary another shaft on its way, he shouts:

"That's right, come and face us fiend! It's too bad you don't follow a worthwhile deity, or you might be a real pest!"

Intimidate: 1d20 ⇒ 6

Longbow: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 1 = 12

Gotta burn my low rolls, guys. XD

I want it noted now that Todric asked her to get closer...

He's feeling reckless and frustrated. I still think we'd be better off if she wasn't flying, but what do I know? I just like the crit range on my rapier better.

I'm just laughing that you asked the evil cleric with all her negative energy channels and two fear aura's to come over and play.

I forgot/didn't know about her being a cleric and thus having negative energy channels...
We need her on the ground for Ebon and such, but there is really no reason for her to land.

Yeah. As a large critter, my Greatsword or my Earthbreaker, does 3d6+4 damage. Just need to get close tho....
" Yes. Come closer. Stop hiding behind your nightmares and face Me!!!"
Intimidate: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

I am going to assume Targost and Norine continue to assist with the blanching of arrows.

Seeing everyone taunting the nightmare woman forward, Torvic delays his shot, planning to fire when everyone else does.

She laughs at the words shouted out by the party, completely unphased by their taunts. "Very well. If you want me to approach, so be it." She lands and walks forward, her dark aura pulsing as it connects with the entire party save Targost.

Brandon Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Calanthe Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Ebon Save: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 2 = 21
Norine Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Todric Save: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 2 = 10
Torvic Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Duration: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Fears manifesting, Calanthe, Norine, and Todric all turn to flee the woman. Ebon, Brandon, and Torvic manage to quell the fears a bit better, but it still leaves them shaken as they see their comrades scatter. With a laugh that brings further chills, she chides "Run my pretties, flee before the power of me and Lamashtu!"

With the failed save, Calanthe's and Norine's arrows did not get finished being blanched. # of silver arrows: 1 PC's are up. Ebon, this was your 6th round being enlarged, only 4 more before you shrink.

Todric's face grows ashen as the blood drains away. He immediately turns and hurries back to the corridor the team entered through.

Double move until well out of sight. Token moved on map.

Calanthe bolts, hiding her face in Todric's back until the panic passes. Double move

Feeling the icy grip of fear in his heart, Brandon rolls back away from the woman, reloads, and fires again.

Brandon vs. Woman (light crossbow): 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 5 + 1 = 22
Damage (light crossbow): 1d6 ⇒ 4

Targost will fire the arrow he blanched.

Attack-Ranged: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 3 + 1 = 21
Damage: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (4, 6) + 2 = 12

OMG A HIT WITH GOOD DAMAGE *dance cheer*

Hey! I've been hitting! Just can't seem to get past that annoying DR.

Norine drops the arrows in her hand and runs after her companions and around the corner, running smack into Todric.

Get her this round, if you can, as it would go past DR and regeneration.

Ebon sneers at the nightmare lady and casually turns his back and squats to retrieve the arrows. He holds them into the flame that Calanthe started, and attempts to finish the task.
Don't let her see your face. I can feel the blood drain out of it!
" I think you are the one who is afraid! You fear these arrows with metal blanching on them! Cowardly shade!"
Query? You said last time that the shaken was a one round thing. Is it still 1 round or continuous as long as you are in it? Never mind, just saw the duration=2! XD.

The cleric screams in agony as Targosts arrow finds her flesh, "You will dream of ME!" she screams as darkness billows forth from her, obscuring all sight. In a flash, the shadows fade, and with it, her.

Fight over... for now, Muahahahaha!!!!

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? WE DON'T GET THE SATISFACTION OF KILLING HER? *rage*

Calanthe continues to cling to Todric's back, possibly a little longer than she probably should have. It was nice and comforting...

Meanwhile, Morrigan flies around in an angry rage.

Brandon angrily finds is feet, his rage overcoming the effects of the fear. "Witch," he mutters.

Targost slumps back, leaning on his bow. He waits for the others to return before even attempting to explore.

Yeah, shadow walk seems an impervious method of escape. I don't really know what the limits are. Can it go through solid objects?

"Let's finish blanching the arrows: she could be back at any moment, especially if she has any healing," Norine says matter-of-factly, trying to steady her breath.

With a start, Norine thinks about the places that the evil witch may be going: "We may need to find somewhere safer - less known - for her rescued victims. Perhaps the temple to Torag?"

The witch-queen's last words echo in Norine's head and she wonders, She may be able to escape at will, but will there be any escape for us who dream?

Another, even grimmer thought comes to mind and finds voice as Norine looks around at the drunk or drunk mite and derro revelers, "Should we ... deny the queen her servants?'

Tod notices Calanthe behind him. Still feeling the effects of the fear, he turns around, and gently wraps his arms her and holds her close for a moment. It felt so much better, having someone to hold.

After a moment, Tod blinks, and realizes what he's doing. He quickly and awkwardly straightens up and half mumbles, half stutters apologetically:

"Sorry...got carried away...please..."

His eyes are wide and pleading, his expression clearly shaken by what he's seen in these caves.

Ebon finishes the blanching, rises with the newly blanched arrows in one hand and his Earthbreaker in the other. With a sigh he releases the enlarge spell and shrinks back to human size.
" Here are the arrows. They have the metal on them now..."
Shuffling dejectedly he walks back toward the front of the room to retrieve his fathers sword, his head hung low.
If its still there...

Tod composes himself, relieved that his actions didn't get him slapped or worse... He meets up with Ebon.

"Ebon, would you give me a few of those arrows? That fiendish elf may merely be hiding from us for now."

"Norine, I'm not sure what to do with our foe's henchmen. Let's see what's going on."

Todric will take four or five of the arrows, leaving the rest for Targost. He then moves back into the main chamber, eyes keenly searching for any sign of enemies.

Calanthe freezes a moment as Todric wraps his arms around her, but she relaxes into the embrace. At least until she simultaneously realises the embarrassing situation and hurriedly backs away, flushing bright red and mumbling apologies as she goes.

"W... W... We should... keep on... exploring this place..." she manages to stutter out. "What's... what's in the room up there?" She points up at the door near the 'throne'.

Where have we not been, Mez? #10, 2, 13 I think?

10 is the second half of the dumbwaiter system from the forge room. 2 is just where the workings of the trap Brandon disabled sits. #13 is the only place to go. Is the group ready to go?

Ready when everyone else is. Torvic can keep my crossbow for now in case we run into that elf again.

The group gathers together and begins heading toward the far door. Ascending the rise, they realize what they thought was just a carving on the elaborate chair the vile woman had been sitting on is actually the yellowed bones of a dwarf draped across it. After a bit of examination, they notice a iron signet ring bearing the mark of Barek Triogger on one boney finger, and a bracelet with two more luminous pearls embedded upon it.

Roll DC 28: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27DOH!

Brandon checks the door for anything unusual and determines everything to be safe, with the door unlocked. As he pushes the door open, the door and the surrounding are erupts in an explosion of sound from carefully hidden runes, rupturing eardrums and turning brains to jelly.

Brandon Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Ebon Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Todric Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 6) = 16

Brandon and Ebon take 16. Todric takes 8. This puts Brandon at -6 and dying.

DC... 28... Trap... at Tier 1-2... Wha... *mind boggles*

Through sheer luck, Calanthe manages to be just far back enough to only have to cover her ears from the horrible screeching sound-trap... but when she can finally manage to open her eyes again and remove her hands from her head, her heart falls upon seeing Brandon unconscious on the floor.

"Please let this be the last horrible thing that happens here..." she mumbles, crouching down beside the halfling and stabilising his injury.

Healing Hex: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

If there's nothing stopping me, I'll pull out my CLW wand and start healing everyone up...

Brandon: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Brandon: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Todric: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Ebon: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Ebon: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Ebon: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Stunned by the explosion, Targost moves forward to help Calanthe with the wounded.
BTW how many silvered arrows did I receive..I cannot remember the total we started with

We silvered 10 arrows in total, you shot one.. So let's say you got 4 and Tod got 5.