GM R0B0GEISHA Presents: The Dragon's Demand

Game Master R0B0GEISHA

"Lets be sure to grab it after we deal with the big bad boss."

"I'd rather grab it now b'fore a bunch o' kobolds come by an' snatch it up," Grargath, short of breath, flicks the blood off of his axe. "Nighttail, did yah 'ear wha' she said before she died in th' tunnel?" he asks, trying to mask his shared frustration at her lack of help in the fight.

Marcus nods to the dwarf, "Good call, forgot we left some behind us."

He quickly starts stripping the kobold cleric of useful gear.

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Nighttail shrugs. "No offense, big man, but me helpin' in this conquest was not part of the deal. If I help, there's a decent chance I get stabbed, and if I get stabbed, there's a decent chance I float up to see the big kobold in the sky. Or whatever."

She glances towards the dead cleric. "She was prayin' to Vapula when she died, but I'll pass on Hell, thanks."

The ranger looks back to Marcus. "Anyways, if I die, nobody will lead this tribe to its new, enlightened era of peace with Belhaim. And all your hard work will be wasted."

She offers the party a toothy grin.

"The 'future cave' is where the tribe keeps its eggs. You can think of it like a nursery. Best we skip it. Any fightin' in there is liable to break one."

"Not helping is liable to get you stabbed" Marcus mutters as he gathers up his dropped shortbow, but he lets the matter drop. Looking over the map he says, "Skipping the nursery leaves one fire trap, whatever the heck that is, then your former soon to be late boss.", thinking for a minute.

"What can you tell is avout him? Is he a fighter? Sorcerer? Does he typically keep warriors in his lair, how many?"

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"Roaghaz is a sorcerer," Nighttail explains. "The most powerful in the tribe. Claims he has dragon blood flowin' through his veins." She rolls her eyes. "All kobolds claim that though."

"He'll likely have his cronies in his cave, 'servin' court.' They ain't nothin' more than a few bodyguards though. Don't worry about tryin' to convince them to leave him though. They're deep into that Aeteperax cult of his."

"A sorcerer, hm?" Cira thinks for a moment as she peers into the corridor. "Any spells he's particularly fond of using? Any magicky tricks we should be on the lookout for?"

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Grargath shakes his head. "I'm fine with skippin' the future cave." He had no interest in harming babies, especially when walking with proof that they had the potential to turn out... Well, not necessarily good. But not monsters, at the very least.

"Dragon's blood, eh?" Grargath chuckles. "Likely t' make mistakes with an ego tha' big."

"Wha' about this fire trap we're headin' for? Easy way around it?"

Awwww crap another trap. Come on Francis, keep the streak of saving our bacon going!

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Marcus groans at the thought of some diabolical kobold fire trap, but looking at the map, says.

"OK, skip the future cave, past the fire trap and straight to the Kobold sorcerer and his bullyboys." turning to Cira, he ponders.

"I'm wondering if a sleep spell might take out his minions if they are grouped up. I hate thinking fighting a sorcerer chucking spells at us when we are stuck behind a meat shield. I have 2 spells left in me for the day."

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"I've got a couple left in me," Cira agrees. "I can certainly try to put as many of them to sleep as I can. I'm just not sure I'll be particularly helpful once all of my energy is spent." She grins apologetically as she pats her crossbow.

Nighttail shakes her head. "No easy way 'round it. Got the whole tunnel soaked in oil. Tripwires throughout, each one connected to a mess of liquid fire bottles. I'd show you where, but Roaghaz, the paranoid dullscale that he is, changes 'em weekly. Ya'll just need to keep your eyes on the ground."

She turns to Cira. "I don't know any specifics, but he can do all manner of things. Shoot bolts, protect himself, makes copies of himself, shrink people. Oh, and his cloak is real nasty. It bites you if you get too close."

"Ah good, tripwires," Cira mutters sarcastically, mostly to herself. "Those should be easy enough to get by." She looks at Francis and Marcus and smiles. "Not to put any undue pressure on either of you, but... you're our best hope for not getting set aflame."

She wanders, lost in thought, half listening to Nighttail speak, but slows and turns to the kobold when she hears something that piques her interest, brow furrowed in confusion. "His cloak... bites?"

"We could always just light the whole tunnel on fire and let all the oil burn off. Francis says with a grin.

Cira stares at the cleric for a moment before returning the grin. "Francis, that's a brilliant idea."

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Nighttail gives Cira a toothy grin. "Like I said, I'm not too keen on the specifics."

Grargath begins grumbling to himself. "Oil soaked tunnels, bitin' cloaks... I can't wait t' be far from this pit." He perks up at Francis' suggestion. "Great idea, lad! We'll need t' rush in after, though. They'll know we're comin'."

Marcus adds, "we don't know how long it will burn for could be waiting around for a while. Then again, I can start singing as we charge in, could be beneficial as the battle starts."

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"I wonder if we could set a trap of our own? Start hollering down the tunnels and when the Kobolds come to investigate light them on fire? Nightail, wpuld they be able to hear us from the edge of the tunnels were it is safe before the traps would start?"

Marcus nods at Francis. "Lets see what the hall looks like, if we can see the tripwires maybe we can just avoid it and attack by surprise."

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If you're going to scout out the tunnel, I'll need a Stealth and Perception check without a visible source of light.

Sorry I would have posted earlier, but I couldnt type while laughing so hard at the thought of this group passing a stealth roll! That'd be like a dwarven fighter crushing a diplomacy roll.

I say we tromp to thr hall and hopefully see/disarm/avoid the trap and just rush.thr sorcerer.

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Clarification: I meant that only the person scouting ahead need to attempt a Stealth roll.

wayfinder apparently keeps forgetting which character is supposed to post on this game... dramatic sigh. And yeah, do we even HAVE stealth? I think Cira is our only hope

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Stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Cira starts nervously down the hall, taking small, timid steps as her eyes scan the floors, walls, ceiling, anywhere a kobold may have hidden a trap or trigger.

After a few moments she hurries back to the group. "I don't think I saw anything, I'm sorry. I couldn't focus. I kept worrying I'd set something off."

Well that was a waste of a good stealth roll.

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maybe knowing the trap is there got you a kindly GM bonus?

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pretty please?

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Your kindly GM reduces the DC accordingly, worry not. An 11 still won't make it.

curses!

Marcus nods, "so, stealth is out. Lets just head to the hallway. If we can't see the trap, we'll light it up and see what happens." looking to his companions, "agreed?"

inevitably failed perception checkPerception : 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

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Every time Marcus is pessimistic about his roll, it's a good one.

Marcus, always be pessimistic about your roll.

Grargath shrugs, frowning. "Looks like it's th' only way." He follows the others down the hall, watching for any traps.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Here's hopin' someone sees somethin'. I might as well be blind as a human in th' dark.

Francis quickly prays for guidance, and looks around the hallway after Marcus and Grargath.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 1 = 14

Following Marcus, the party picks its way through the trapped tunnel. The light from Cira's spell reflects against the walls of the passage, the oil-soaked stone rippling with bands of color. When the path turns west, the surprisingly keen-eyed bard finds each tripwire in turn, finally exiting into in a large cave.

Fresh straw covers the cave floor. The bones of many different creatures, humans and animals both, hang on the walls. Two boulders bisect the cave, obscuring what the other half holds. Four kobolds, armed with shields and spears, stand at semi-attention along the walls. On seeing the approaching light, one of the kobolds shrieks a warning.

A fifth kobold with emerald scales steps out from behind the boulders, draped in a voluminous purple cloak, held to the diminutive humanoid by a series of leather belts. Silver bangles clink around his wrists and in one hand, he clutches a long, thin bone, stained with old blood.

"Such impunity!" he snarls. "Who dares trespass in the lair-den of the Blood Vow?"

"Who dares?" Marcus responds, putting venom in his voice. "We dare. We who have cut our way through your whole tribe without breaking a sweat. Our task is to evict the Blood Vow from this hole. And, since I'm feeling generous, we'll even give you a chance to lay down arms and surrender, before we cut you down!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

While speaking, Marcus moves into the room and mentally starts preparing gis combat magic for the inevitible throw down.

I just flashed to that scene in Braveheart... "where you going? To pick a fight. We'll, guess we didn't get all dressed up for nothing.

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Grargath draws his axe and stares menacingly at Roaghaz. "Yer time is up, lizard. Best do as 'e says."

Intimidate Aid Another: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

But his voice comes out raspy, still catching his breath from the difficulty of maneuvering around trip wires in his weighty armor.

Don't forget you get a +4 size bonus on intimidate since kobolds are small and we are medium sized.

Francis scowls at the little kobold, lifting himself up to his full height he barks out "Watch your tone, yappy lizard dog! You are speaking to your doom!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 1 + 4 = 14

Oooh, didn't know that. 16 then. More respectable I guess

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Cira watches as her companions fail to sway the kobold leader, growing more and more nervous with each failed attempt. Based on what Nighttail had told them about Roaghaz and what she was witnessing now, she wasn't sure there was anything they could do to cause him to leave.

Oh gods, what now? Her eyes dart around the room and back to Roaghaz, anxiously assessing the situation and fumbling with ideas of what to do next.

Then she locks eyes with one of the guards.

A broad, almost feral grin spreads across her face as she takes a few slow, deliberate steps towards them, glaring at each of the creatures in turn with eyes that burn with red hot fire.

"You won't want to be here when we deal with your leader," she says plainly, her voice low and dangerous.

Intimidation: 1d20 + 8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 4 = 20

This campaign is the first time in my history of playing D&D that I've taken Prestidigitation and it's actually come in handy.

Also thanks for that info, Francis. I didn't realize that was a thing.

Yeah, I was mostly hoping we could get a couple of his bully boys to flee from our sheer awesomeness

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A couple of the bodyguards glance nervously at each other. The moment stretches and they throw their weapons to the ground and break for the tunnel.

Roaghaz's eyes widen with rage. "I am Roaghaz," he shrieks. "And I serve the dread Lord Aeteperax. He rewards his supplicants for ferocity and faithfulness and those who flee are nothing but carrion! We shall add your bones to those hanging on these walls, and our lord shall sup upon your flesh!"

He begins chanting to cast a spell and the remaining bodyguards move towards attacking

All of you may act before the enemies!

Seeing his ploy fail and not wanting the sorcerer to have a chance to finish... whatever he was casting, Marcus drops his bow and draws his longsword as he strides across the room to the sorcerer, charging his blade as he reaches Roaghaz, he lashes out with his blade, one handed.

drop free, arcane strike swift, draw and move, attack

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 = 12

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and in a rare moment of bardic failure... has nothing to say

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How large is the cavern? I'm going to cast a summon monster spell, and I want to know whether to summon an eagle or not.

Grargath rushes the guard to the clan leader's right, and swings his axe for the kobold's side...

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

And curses as his blade falls short of the reptilian bodyguard.

Move: 20 feet. Standard: Attack

Francis, the cave is large enough to summon an eagle.

If the sorceror kobold is still up, Francis will target him, if not he will target the kobold Grargath is fighting. Either way, he will cast summon monster 1 and open a portal behind the enemy and call a Celestial Eagle, whose stats can be found at http://www.d20pfsrd.com/bestiary/monster-listings/animals/birds/eagle/summo ned-creature-eagle/

Basic stats are 14ac, +3 1d4 for bite and two talons [+5 with flank] and smite evil, which it will use. Has 5 resist to acid, lightning, and cold.

Scowling at the kobold before him, Francis grips his holy symbol and begans to chant in Celestial. "Itinius Nirvana melatrothi avius!" As his hands pass through mystic circles, the fabric of reality behind the kobold warps and tears open. Bright light shines through for an instant as a great and glorious mountain peeks through the gap. With a burst of golden and silver feathers, a glowing eagle flies through the portal to attack the kobold before it! Beak and talons shine with holy light as it bites and slashes ferociously.

Celestial Eagle uses swift action to smite evil, and then uses full attack.

Attack Bite: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 2 = 25
Attack Talon 1: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 = 11
Attack Talon 2: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 2 = 16

Damage Bite: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Damage Talon 1: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Damage Talon 2: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

crit rolling
Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 = 12
Crit Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Without stopping to think, Cira throws her hand forward, sending a bolt on energy hurtling from her fingertips towards the opposing sorcerer.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

1st Level spells: 3/5

Rolling full damage would be a lot more exciting if it was more than 5, haha.

Marcus carves through Roaghaz's arcane protection, slicing the kobold across the chest. The summoned eagle joins the fray as well, scratching and clawing at the sorcerer. Finally, Cira's spell crashes into him, knocking Roaghaz backwards. Screeching in pain, the chieftain stumbles backwards, out of combat. Chanting in Draconic and waving his arms in complex motions, Roaghaz's form divides into three separate mirrored images of himself. These images shift and contort, making tracking the real sorcerer a difficult task.

The remaining bodyguards fight back viciously. Grargath blocks the jab of one with his shield. Marcus, facing Roaghaz, can do little to defend himself from the other, and is stabbed in the back of his previously wounded thigh.

Roaghaz cast mirror image. Marcus takes 4 damage. All of you can act again.

Roaring in inarticulate rage, Marcus wheels on the Kobold that stabbed his bad leg.

Again! Did I accidentally paint a bullseye on this thigh!? At least it isn't an arrow to the knee, I hear those can be career ending

Charging his longsword with magical energies, and hoping his companions will handle the sorcerer at his back, Marcus slashes at the kobold guard with a two handed slash.

arcane strike, attack, 2 hand, AC 16 this round

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13

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I'm groaning very loudly at that Skyrim reference, I just want you to know that. ;)

Cira grins dangerously as multiple images of the kobold sorcerer spring into existence, and she hurls another bolt of energy into the fray.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

1st level spells: 4/5

I just had to explain it to my wife the other day when I giggled uncontrollably while she was playing Skyrim and killed a bandit via arrow to knee.

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At least it isn't an arrow to the knee, I hear those can be career ending

Booooooooo

Grargath recoils back as the kobold strikes his shield, and pushes back when he regains his stance. Grargath looks back momentarily as copies of Roaghaz suddenly materialize, but regains his focus on the guard in front of him. One lizard at a time!

Heaving his axe, he swings across at the kobold once again even harder.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 5 - 1 = 20
-1 Power Attack feat

Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 2 = 10
+2 Power Attack feat