GM Red's Down the Blighted Path (Inactive)

Game Master GM Red

Dawn pulls out her pokedex Dawn is awestruck by the bats, unable to recall anything important about them.
Knowledge(Nature): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

She gives up, happily hops on and flies off towards the necromancer's base. "I'm not much of a rider. Um, animal rider." She blushes a bit. "Long story!"

The raven pet laid back and kept quiet, as Lilly approached the giant bat.

Poe climbs on and tries his best not to make an ass out of himself.

Yizzik didn't seem too concerned about an oversized bat, being the oversized lizard he was. He'd approach the creature with interest, pleased that the gong had given the result he was hoping to see. This wouldn't have likely happened on the surface. He let his claws scratch gently at the sides of the bat, looking to mimic what humans did with canines, though he was extra careful since he knew his claws were sharper. After a bit though, he'd hop on as well, ready for where this flying creature might take them.

I think most or all of you have either darkvision or low-light vision. This becomes important here.

Lilly's bat lets out something of a purr as she speaks to him in a language he seems to understand. Yizzik's is also pleased at its hide being tenderly massaged.

Once you're all mounted, the bats suddenly take off into the chasm some eighty feet vertically from the landing. The ledge soon becomes a tiny line as your steeds carry you far across the chasm. The first quarter of the trip is relaxing and provides the unique feeling of flying across the sky with the wind in your hair all while underground.

The hedonistic value of the flight is shattered as three fey creatures mounted atop what look like giant mosquitos flitter into the air in front of you. Your mobats come to a screeching halt and begin angrily chirping at the trio.

"How cute to think you could simply mount those things and fly across our chasm," one balks. "And without payment!" Another adds. Their voices are as tiny as their bodies, yet the razor sharp proboscises hanging from each of their mount's faces makes up for their benign appearance. "You do have payment, right?"

Knowledge(Nature): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Oh boy, not THESE things. What are they, again? Dawn leans back as the bat screeches and stalls for time as she tries to recall what they are and what they could want.

"Parsnips? Parsley?... Parley!" Dawn pretends to be an idiot while she finds the right word.

Perform(Comedy): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Lilly's hair waves in flight.

"Woohoo!! This is awesome!"
Her excitement is halted, though, when the blockade shows up.

As Dawn tries to speak with them first, she remains quiet.

"Tha' depends!" Poe shouts back, "Wha's tha payment agin?"

These fey are no strangers to Dawn, and she recalls seeing similar creatures back on the surface - sprites. They're mounted atop stirges, insect-like magical beasts with bat wings and needle-like proboscises. The mounts are known to drink blood.

Dawn's comedy routine falls flat as the third rider circles behind her, mocking Poe. "Tha payment? What language is that?" The apparent leader laughs and responds. "Getting past this point will require a one-time donation of one thousand gold pieces, and simply enough blood to fill one of our stirges. They are hungry, and it would just be cruel to leave them carrying us without being fed, hmm? A fair price to pay given what we're allowing you to do, I think."

As a bat makes more motion keeping in one place, Lilly's hair somewhat slipped over one of her eyes.

<No, no no no....bad bad bad>, the ghostly voice haunting her was unsettled.
<Keep it together blondie, this is not the time to suffer a schyzo episode into that lunatic.>

Her head hung forward, and then she started to chuckle softly..
"Heh...ehehe......hehehe!", then it turned to regular volume.

Her visible eye held the gaze of a maniac, staring at the sprites.
"Amusing....fantastic...currency, they desire currency?
This place is insignificant, these flappies-on-buzzflappers think themselves lords of this place? The void is far greater....."

Intimidate, schyzophrenic episode: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
"I....am liberated, the weakling is dormant, i am awake."

This other one activates cloak of darkness as she's laughing in the face of danger. Dark shadows, distorted in otherworldly shapes, encircle her.

"Begone! Lest i unseal the thread to the void that is absolute!"
Her eyes turn inky black, as she keeps chuckling.

"Riiight...Honestly, I don't even think we have the money. And we need all the blood we can get, it's pretty important. How's about this: we get to our destination, save the world and such from the scary necromancer, and then we pay your... tribute with the money we get there?"

Bluff: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12 Dicebot, PLEASE

No way is Dawn going to pay this outrageous toll.

And now, for some 3D combat.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
One of the sprites is terrified by Lilly's outburst. So terrified, in fact, that in between his screaming, he loses his grip on his stirge and topples off, plunging deep into the chasm as the other two look on. The remaining sprites don't seem to buy Dawn's bluff. "Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, eh? Alright, we'll do this the hard way!"

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The mountless stirge zooms ahead and attempts to attach itself to Dawn.
Attach vs touch: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
The sharp proboscis slides into Dawn's flesh, draining blood from the elf. 1 Con damage, and you gain the grappled status

"Hey Marty, you ever dine on barbecued lizard?" The sprite jokes as he loads a flaming arrow and fires it at Yizzik.
Shortbow, PBS: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 13 + 1 = 301d2 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 + 1 = 11d6 ⇒ 3

If you have taken damage, you need a DC 5 Ride check to stay on your mount. Although the map shows land, you are all in flight roughly 1200 feet from the bottom of the chasm. Don't fall :)

Stirge Hounds (bold is up): Dawn (1 con dmg, grappled), Poe, Red, Yizzik (-4), Lilly

"Oh! That's not how I wanted this to go- yeeee!" The stirge sticks itself right into Dawn's side.

With +4 Strength, I can't fail the Ride check. Phew!

"Bad bug! You go squish now!" Dawn's warhammer bursts into flames as she draws and swings it at the grappled creature.

Swift Action to make my Cold Iron Warhammer a +1 Flaming weapon.

Cold Iron Warhammer+1, Grappled: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 9 + 1 - 2 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 1

"I DID mention we didn't need this kind of distraction, right?"

Edit: Adding a Ride check to remain stable.
Ride: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Phew, i'm lucky i auto-pass that check. There is a plus to not wear armor, here.

Yizzik would only hiss at these new, rude creatures. They dare threaten him but worst of all, dare suggest that he give up himself or a companion to die. Even as the flaming bolt struck him, he'd glare with a mighty fury and these creatures would would soon smite, attempting to fly over and bring his axe upon the insect mount currently attacking his new friend, Dawn.

Ride to not fall: 1d20 ⇒ 10
Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 241d8 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

I noticed Poe is wearing 2 kinds of armor, while checking for his modifiers on ride. Chain shirt and dark leaf leather.

"'s nae polite to demand one o' our lives.
Sorry to say, you need to be put down."

"Alright me beloved darling, let's put down that annoying bug."

If Red allows called shots...

Poe aims his crossbow at the stirge the red sprite rides upon.
"Steady, and aim fer its wings."

Called shot vs arm/wing: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 10 - 2 = 18, for 1d4 ⇒ 4 rounds.

He aims for the other wing as well, for 1d4 ⇒ 3 rounds if it hits.
Called shot vs arm/wing: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 5 - 2 = 13

If not allowed, maybe the shots can be done for dmg shots, without the -2 called shots penalty.
Shot 1: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12
Shot 2: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

Wait, what? Two types? *checks character file* No, I have the +1 chain shirt equipped, but I had the armor in my inventory. :) Thanks for botting me, been in the doctors a lot lately. I nearly died.

Ok, whoops. ^^.I do hope that is exaggerated, on the died part.

Nope! Apparently turned diabetic this last week, and I found out by my blood sugar shooting up to about 600 and I nearly died. We're taking care of it now, but I'm still not out of the woods yet.

Dawn shakes off the stirge attached to her, and then clobbers it from the dark sky with a whack from her warhammer. Poe puts a huge hole in the red stirge's wing, but the sprite merely laughs. "Did you not think we could fly too? Moron!"

Fly: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Ride: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20
Nonetheless, the stirge stays airborne, and the sprite unleashes a rainbow of colorful glitter from its palms at Poe, Yizzik, and Dawn. DC 10 Will Save vs color spray
Yizzik will save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Yizzik advances and opens up a gaping wound across the tiny sprite's body with his axe.

Stirge Hounds (bold is up): Green, Dawn (1 con dmg, DC10 will save), Poe, Red (-14, -2 mount fly checks 4 rds), Yizzik (-4), Lilly (DC10 will save)

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

"Heh...hahaha!"

"You think that works?"

Lilly steers the bat around to the south.
Auto pass on the check.

She takes out her whip, and cracks it at the sprite.
CMB to reposition, yank off saddle?: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

But her aim is way off, and it fails.

Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Dawn hasn't recovered fully from the poison she took yesterday, but the glitter still doesn't bother her. "The colors! You would be great as stagehands, if you weren't so pushy."

Lilly actually didn't need that Will save so I will use that roll for her attack

"Learn how to aim, lady --" the sprite mocks, yet Lilly manages to pull the creature off the stirge's back, yet it remains airborne.
Fly: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (17) + 22 = 39

I split the token into 2. Red is still the sprite, yellow is its mount.

The sprites will auto pass the ride checks to stay up as well
Shortbow, PBS, Melee: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 13 + 1 - 4 = 201d2 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 + 1 = 21d6 ⇒ 3
Green shoots another fiery arrow at Yizzik, but it plunges past him and into the abyss.

Stirge Hounds (bold is up): Green, Dawn (1 con dmg), Poe (DC 10 Will), Red Sprite (-14), Yellow Stirge (-2 fly checks 4 rds), Yizzik (-4), Lilly

Tired of the archer shenanigans, Dawn instructs the bat to fly away. Then, she snaps her fingers as a mist forms around her. "They have to come to us, now."

Casting Obscuring Mist. Great at stopping archers!

"Hmpf. I can't see a thing with this fog, lass!" Poe hovers the bat 5 feet to the edge of the mist and sees the green-clothed sprite.

"You call that a shot? Now THIS is a shot!" He fires two shots at point blank range.

Bolt 1: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d10 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 1 = 14

Bolt 2: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27
Damage: 1d10 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 1 = 14

Confirm?: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 = 14
Damage: 1d10 + 10 + 1d10 + 10 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 10 + (4) + 10 + 1 + 1 = 36

Poe Will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Poe steps out the mist and pierces the green-eyed sprite with a bolt. That crit dmg is nice, but it didn't confirm unfortunately.

Shortbow, PBS, melee: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 13 + 1 - 4 = 251d2 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 + 1 = 11d6 ⇒ 5
Red steps back and continues firing arrows at Yizzik, again peppering the chasm below. "Damn it, the mist is coming! Shoot while you can!"

Touch: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Fly: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 8 - 2 = 26
The yellow-eyed stirge steps into Yizzik's square this will provoke and tries to dig its proboscis into his neck. It instead slides along his scales.

Stirge Hounds (bold is up): Green (-12), Dawn (1 con dmg), Poe, Red Sprite (-14), Yellow Stirge (-2 fly checks 3 rds), Yizzik (-4), Lilly

To be honest, I wasn't all that familiar with flight rules, and just learned that a flying creature needs a check to hover unless they move > half their move speed.

Lilly steers the bat a bit north.

Petting the bat on the head, she chuckles with glee.
Whip vs Red, disarm: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32

"Gone is your weapon. You know, i wonder what sprites taste like.
I reckon my pet won't mind tasting either., hahaha!"

Knowing his bat might struggle to stay airborne, the lizardfolk would allow it to continue flying, but not until he got one final swing at his enemy with a vicious backhanded horizontal slash.

attack first then move lol
Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 291d8 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

I think Lilly needed a ride check to steer her bat north, and I forgot mobat will saves for my last color spray. I have not been so diligent with this encounter!

Lilly's whip wraps around red's bow and pulls it from his hands and into the chasm. "Damn it, what did you do that for, lady?!"
Yizzik makes quick work of the yellow stirge with one quick slash of his axe.

"It's alright, who needs a bow! I still have THIS!" The green sprite sprays Poe and Yizzik with another cloud of colorful dust.
Yizzik's Mobat will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Stunned: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Poe's Mobat will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Fly to hover: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Yizzik's mobat screeches madly as dust invades its eyes. It needs a DC 15 Fly check (it has +8 Fly) or you need a DC 15 Ride check to keep it aloft.

Stirge Hounds (bold is up): Green (-12), Dawn (1 con dmg), Poe (DC 10 Will), Red Sprite (-14, disarmed), Yizzik (-4, DC 10 Will, DC 15 mount Fly or Ride check), Lilly

Dawn rides 30 feet out of the mist. "I'm a wrecking ball!" She swings at the Red Sprite.

Cold Iron Warhammer+1: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 9 + 1 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 = 12
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Sorry...

"Blast! My eyes!" Poe reels back as the powder blinds him. "I cannae see a thing!"

He tries to at least keep the bat afloat.

Fly: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Dawn finds that her wrecking ball hits nothing but air, while Poe is stunned by the burst of color.

Fly, Red sprite: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (17) + 22 = 39
Seeing few other options, the red sprite flies back and tries to stun Dawn with a weak spell. Daze. DC 9 Will save, hah!

Stirge Hounds (bold is up): Green (-12), Dawn (1 con dmg), Poe (stunned 1 rd), Red Sprite (-14, disarmed), Yizzik (-4, DC 10 Will, DC 15 mount Fly or Ride check), Lilly

Lilly steers her bat NE, slightly above red in altitude.

Ride: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Thankfully, natural 1 only is insta-fail on saves and attack rolls. :)

Whip, dirty trick to blind, higher ground: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 9 + 1 = 18

Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Dawn sticks her tongue out at the sprite. "You know, you could just run..."

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Fly: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Yizzik would struggle to keep the dust from his eyes and direct his poor blinded mount. He couldn't help but feel for the poor creature that already had poor eyesight to begin with, but turned it around to fly once more at its opponent, looking to bring down the sprite for good.

Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 161d8 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Lilly lashes her whip at the sprite's eyes, scratching her corneas. "AGH! I can't see!"

Ride, fast dismount: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
Green's bottom sticks to its mount, and she isn't able to dismount the stirge as quickly as she'd like. Regardless, she does, and then fires an arrow at Yizzik.
Shortbow, PBS, Melee: 1d20 + 13 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 13 + 1 - 4 = 26

The stirge zips foward towards Yizzik This provokes and descends on him with its needle nose out.
Attach vs touch: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
The proboscis digs into Yizzik's neck, and he is sapped of some of his life. Grappled & 1 Con damage, unless your AoO should kill it first...

Stirge Hounds (bold is up): Green (-12), Green Stirge (Grappling), Dawn (1 con dmg), Poe (stunned 1 rd), Red Sprite (-14, disarmed, blinded, thoroughly upset), Yizzik (-4, DC 15 mount Fly or Ride for 3 more rds), Lilly

"The problem with fey. We're idiots. Don't know when the jokes end and it gets serious." She flies ahead and swings at the green sprite.

Cold Iron Warhammer: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 1 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 1

AoO: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 211d8 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19

Poe shakes off the dust. "Ack! Mah beautiful beard! You'll pay for that!"

As the bat flies out of the mist, he fires one shot at the red sprite harassing Lilly.

Bolt, Point Blank Shot: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 11 + 1 = 16
Damage: 1d10 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 1 = 14

Man, what is with AC 16?

The bolt sails past into the wide blue yonder.

Before the stirge can reach Yizzik's neck, he clips both its wings with his axe, sending its body tumbling into the chasm below.

Dawn lands a solid hit on green, while Poe finds that his shot is off again.

Red looks left and right, but her world has gone completely dark. She begins to plead with you. "Um, okay, okay, I get it! Please, go ahead, pass! Let us be! We don't need your blood or gold!"

She begins to withdraw from combat.

Accept their surrender?

Dawn sighs. "Yeah, that's fine...relax and take my hand before you fly into the ground." Dawn offers some help while the blindness wears off.

"Like I said, we gotta go. Next time, bite off less than you can chew, alright? It's gonna take a while to munch through those lizard scales!" Dawn cracks a joke at Yizzik's expense.

Perform(Comedy): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

"Is everyone okay? I'm a tad more pale than usual, but we don't have time to rest. Let's get to the spire so these bats can rest."

Well...
She's in my square, so she'd still provoke from exiting an adjacent square, right?
I'm going to try and grab her, since sprites have poor CMD.

"Hmm, grant me the opportune to ponder your inquired request..
You wanted our life, currency, bloodcells....errr....nope, you're mine!"

Maybe i should give the schizo side of her a name too.

With a sinister grin, Lilly stretches out for the sprite.
CMB to grab: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15, if she succeeds, she clutches the sprite tightly.

"You and i, we're going to play, and have s~~o much fun."

Aw, ninja'd by she-who preceeds the day.
I'll leave it up to Red, but in her current state, it's what (schizo)Lilly would do.

"Let.. me.. go! Ugh!" Lilly grabs the red sprite tightly as she reaches for Dawn's hand. "Come on! Your friend said we could leave, and the only blood really spilled was from our dead companion. We're willing to leave you be! It's not like we work for that necromancer woman or anything, we just try to earn our keep when anyone decides to fly across here." She struggles against Lilly's grasp.

"Lilly, we have bigger fish to fry." Dawn tries to frown but she can't help but chuckle at the Sprite's predicament. "Besides, you'll cramp her wing muscles like that."

"G~#%&~ sprinkle twits!" Poe exclaims colorfully. "Ah dun care wutcha do ta em, but ah want solid ground under mah feet!"

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"Huhuhu.....hush, little one. See, she's - not - me."
Intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Callum screams out with every fiber of his ghostly existence.
Haunting someone can be fun, but when that person turns into an unhinged danger with a link to the outer reaches of space, he'd really want her back.

<BlONDIEEE, WAKE UP ALREADY!!! PLEAASEEEEE!!>

Regain consciousness, vs insanity: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
A nerve twitches on her temple.

"Heck no! You stay down you weakling!
I'm not done...i'm no--"

Lilly's eyes regain their own color.
*Blink* *blink*

"Erm, for what cause am i holding one of these little ones?
Did she want to cuddle? I don't mind, she looks kind of cute like this."

She strokes the sprite's head with a finger as if petting a kitten.

Yizzik would only chuckle at his friends joke, coming in close to give the sprite a look and make a joke of his own at its expense. "My scales would break teeth, but the little thing would barely be a mouthful," he'd say a bit darkly, showing his rows of razor sharp teeth before moving away after causing the thing just a little fear for sport.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Anyway...they've should have learned their lesson. Let's make haste to continue on our way.."

"...huh. Lilly, you with us now? She surrendered. We should let her go." Whatever power Lilly had, it sometimes took control of her completely. The sprite was in way over her head.

<Blondie, you went psycho, and talking about having fun...the creepy sort you know?>

:( I don't want to hurt something this little.
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Lilly whispers something in aklo.
Enhanced diplomacy on self, guidance on self.

Trying her best, Lilly attempts to befriend the tiny fey, holding her like a pet, with big apologetic eyes.

"I'm sorry, little one. I have a problem since i was a tike, i sometimes black out, only to wake up later.
I didn't desire your demise. You look so adorable, perchance excuse me from saying.
Can...we be friends?"

Diplomacy, enhanced, guidance: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 27

<Wait, WHAT?! They wanted to kill you, you almost went my-little-pet-project on it, and now you want it to be all buddy with you?
I don't know what is more unpredictable, your other side coming out, or your impulsive acts.>