GM SpiderBeard's Carrion Crown (Inactive)

Game Master motteditor

Round 1, Init 27

Wren pauses in her dignified retreat to cast fireball on the 4 she can get near Bronin (avoiding good guys).

”Watch out! Watch out!”

10d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 6, 1, 2, 6, 2, 1, 4, 4) = 31 fireball & DC19 reflex for half

Wren flits back further on the map after unleashing her fireball. Can’t move on map now, but 20’ further back down the hall.

Round 1

Adder studies the 3 mi-go on him and swings!

Swift to Study, Full to Attack.

Attack: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (8) + 19 = 27
Damage: 2d4 + 20 ⇒ (3, 4) + 20 = 27

Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
Damage: 2d4 + 20 ⇒ (4, 1) + 20 = 25

Site seems working, but I'm a walking corpse. Post tomorrow.

Bumping. Anyone on?

Yup I am here. :)

AUGH! I posted in all my games I was going to wait until Monday to ensure site stability ... except this one. Sorry guys!

Wren Map got bumped a bit and I'm not sure where you want the fireball to land. There's a template on the map, just position it.

When Last we Left Our Heroes

You are in the Tern Rocks, an ancient rock pile in Lake Encarthan that had been inhabited by the fearsome skum, aquatic fish-men with a horrific means of perpetuating their kind. However, something has happened to the skum. Strange, interstellar creatures known as the mi-go have taken up residence here, and the skum you've encountered seem to have been the subject of gruesome experiments.

We last left you in the middle of a heated battle with the mi-go themselves!

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Round Two
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Whiskeyjack hammer the mi-go in front of him again, almost but not quite killing it. Jameson and Adder team up, slaughtering two of the three mi-go on them but more are still coming! Wren grabs some bat guano and gets ready to blow some s$%$ up.

Lena and Wren still have actions!

Moved the template. Nice work on the transparency on that template, btw. +1.

Round 2, Init 27

Wren shoots the most wounded Pokebird-Go with her wand of magic missile.

”cawCAW!”

5d4 + 5 ⇒ (3, 3, 3, 2, 3) + 5 = 19 force damage
40/50 charges left.

Lost track a bit

Lena looses of a magic missile at the nearest foe

magic missile: 5d4 + 5 ⇒ (3, 4, 4, 4, 3) + 5 = 23

The swarm of bats fills the corridor and the high pitched shrieking hurts Elena's ears. She covers them, cowering down as her nose begins to bleed from the amount of control and power going through her body. "So many of them." He hands reaches out to one of the Mi-go's. "Help them PotPie."

Bat Swarm is the red box.

Bat Swarm damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4 DC 11 Fort save vs Distraction

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

The cross-eyed chicken bobbles on over and pecks at the Mi-Go's strange flesh.

PotPie Bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

I'll consider Elena and Wren's actions front-loaded for the next round - miscommunicated to Wren since I was just looking to resolve the fireball.

Wren blasts three of the mi-go who are almost entirely unharmed by the fireball as they dodge most of it. Lena follows up with a magic missile.

The mi-go swarm in, buzzing as they surround the group. They seem more curious than enraged, but their claws nonetheless descend in. Poor Lena is surrounded and grabbed by one, which starts parting her hair as it tries to get at her brain. They're even more successfully with Bronin who is also grappled, and he feels a sharp, disturbing pain as something thin slides into his skull.

Wren kills one of the mi-go with her magic missile while the sound of bats fills the room and Elena's bats swarm a few of the mi-go, whoa re annoyed but not quite distracted.

Lena takes 27 damage and is grappled! Bronin takes 11 damage! Adder takes 21 damage, is grappled, and takes 2 int damage as the mi-go try to perform impromptu brain surgery.

OKAY. Everyone but Wren and Elena are up as they front-loaded their actions!

Hearing Lena cry out, Whiskeyjack turned his head slightly to see the young halfling nearly get her brains eaten by one of the bat-wasp things. He slammed his hammer into the creature he had been fighting, then whirled to hammer away at the one attaching itself to Lena.

Hopefully kill the migo to his SE, then 5' up to hit the one on Lena

Saving Shield +2 is up!

attack1,pa,df: 1d20 + 12 - 2 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 12 - 2 + 3 = 30
damage,pa,df: 1d10 + 5 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 4 + 3 = 14
intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

attack2,pa,df: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 7 - 2 + 3 = 28
damage,pa,df: 1d10 + 5 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 4 + 3 = 20
intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

confirm,pa,df: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 7 - 2 + 3 = 14
damage,pa,df: 2d10 + 10 + 8 ⇒ (7, 9) + 10 + 8 = 34

Adder studies his foes and works to deflank himself.

Study the 3 around me starting from the Northeast, then attack that one first.

Falchion: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (5) + 19 = 24
Damage: 2d4 + 20 ⇒ (4, 2) + 20 = 26

Falchion: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Damage: 2d4 + 20 ⇒ (2, 4) + 20 = 26

Lena gasps in pain as the migo grapples her, claws rending and piecing her skin. In desperation she stabs with her dagger

dagger: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

missing badly

So, I realize that discussing a Team Name in the middle of combat might not make the most sense, but hear me out, as I have a great name for our party......

Bronin really should wait, but seeing that Adder just lost some intelligence, this might actually be his best opportunity to get the Party to sign onto the moniker he has been thinking about for a long time (like 2 weeks when the servers had been down).

While his lips are moving, so are his sword arms. Swinging and slashing.

attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (14) + 15 = 29 Long Sword
damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (3, 5) + 7 = 15

attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15 Short Sword
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24 Long Sword
damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 4) + 7 = 12

attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11 Short Sword
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Attacking #4. Due south of Bronin. If killed, he will switch to #3. Which is next to PotPie.

Wren finally realizes what Bronin had been talking about for a while.

”I kind of like the waif’s contribution to the team name: ’Help them, PotPie.’,” Wren offers. ”That’s a good name. And we all love PotPie.”

yes. slow roasted with lemon and garlic! Can we focus here? Lena gasps

Elena wipes away some of the tears. Lemon and Garlic!?" She frowns, jutting out her lower lip.

And appropriate seasoning! ulp!

Can we focus here?

I AM focused. Not only am I killing these creatures at an epic pace, I am working toward the future good of this troop.

Great isn't it?! I first thought of "Five and Wren", but when I tried smashing that together and working off of Wren's name....
Lord Bronin smiles in satisfaction. He has crushed a couple Mi-Gos and also helped better define this motley team of adventurers.
Please agree with me Wren, you have to like a team name that HAS YOUR OWN NAME IN IT. And Adder seems especially amiable since those strange things have started sawing into his brain.
Those same Mi-go's that Bronin is trying to kill.

ADDER you are grappled and can't use the falchion. Feel free to re-do your round. I won't resolve what happens to you until I get that info and you can plan your next action.

Whiskeyjack crushes one of the mi-go into a weird greenish jelly. Bronin gets a few good slashes on one, but they're pretty tough while Lena has bad luck with her dagger.

Lena lets out a blood-curdling scream as the -thing- on her continues to dig at her head, slashing her up repeatedly. Her cries are cut short as she goes limp and is dropped to the ground, a piece of her skull missing. She is, however, still breathing.

Bronin is also slashed up repeatedly by the mi-go as one manages to grab him, although he avoids the invasive surgery of the alien monsters.

Lena takes 26 damage and is now at 53 damage, unconscious, and dying! She also takes 1 wis damage.

Bronin takes 19 damage and is grappled by the mi-go to his southwest!

Adder needs to re-do last round's action. His status will depend on what happens there.

Everyone is up.

Bronin does not want one of these things attached to him. He wriggles and tries to dislodge the Mi-go.
Break Grapple: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (15) + 15 = 30

He uses the blade of his sword to clip off the finger/toes that were attached to him and his armor. Forcing the thing to tumble down to the ground. Bronin then tries to kick at it and fend it off. He wants to move but he needs to protect VestalLena and keep in a better fighting position to help Adder.

SA= Break Grapple.

Sorry, missed that. I will draw and stab once with my dagger instead.

Attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28
Damage: 1d4 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

Seeing Lena fall, Whiskeyjack roared in fury. A glow suffused his hands as he began moving faster and faster, slamming blow after blow into the creature that might have just killed one of his only friends in the world. Spittle flew from his lips as he chanted "Dinnae be touchin' 'er ye foul beast. Dinnae touch 'er agin!" over and over as he pounded the thing with his hammer.

burning a fervor to Channel Vigor for haste on myself. Full attack on mi-go. SS+2 is up for what good that'll do.

haste attack,pa,df,haste: 1d20 + 12 - 2 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 12 - 2 + 3 + 1 = 26
damage,pa,df: 1d10 + 5 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 4 + 3 = 19
intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

attack1,pa,df,haste: 1d20 + 12 - 2 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 12 - 2 + 3 + 1 = 33
damage,pa,df: 1d10 + 5 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 4 + 3 = 22
intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

attack2,pa,df,haste: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 7 - 2 + 3 + 1 = 24
damage,pa,df: 1d10 + 5 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 4 + 3 = 19
intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

The swarm of bats continues to bite at the Mi-go's as they flap and slap every known and some unknown crevices.

Bat Swarm damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5 DC 11 Fort save vs Distraction

Elena scoots backwards as a single Mi-go rounds the corner. She kicks her feet up defensively. "Sta...stay away from me!" She screams.

Misfortune DC 20 on Mi-Go just east of Elena.

PotPie continues to eat anything within range.

PotPie Bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Round 3, Init 27

So, we need a cool group name..... and it should be... THE BRETHWREN .

”The Breath Hen?” Wren looks confused, looking at PotPie and wondering what Bronin could be saying about dear PotPie. ”Are you saying PotPie is a hen? I thought she was a rooster!” Wren looks at Elena for explanation.

”Lena! Look out! I warned you!” Wren shoots the mi-go that is killing dear Lena.

”cawCAW!”

5d4 + 5 ⇒ (1, 3, 2, 2, 1) + 5 = 14 force damage
39/50 charges left.

Resolving Adder's last round.

Adder stabs the mi-go fighting him but has a bad time of it as the mi-go, and two others continue to try and slice him up for their experiments!

Adder takes 49 damage, but no stat damage. You can now take your next round action. Lena is at -1 and needs a stabilization check.

Before fading Lena says
Worst name ever!

Are you saying PotPie is a hen? I thought she was a rooster!” Wren looks at Elena for explanation.

Lena is down! She needs help. But help should also be shown to the fact that Wren has gender identification issues along with brutally mishearing my team name suggestion. First, Roosters CAN'T be a she. Second, the team name is Brethren. A word you use instead of saying, "brothers in arms".

Escaping the grapple, he swings at the Mi-Gos once more- putting extra power into it! He attacks the Mi-Go directly in front of him (due south).

Power attack: 1d20 + 15 - 3 ⇒ (15) + 15 - 3 = 27 Long Sword
damage: 2d6 + 13 ⇒ (4, 5) + 13 = 22 Slashing

Power attack: 1d20 + 14 - 3 ⇒ (13) + 14 - 3 = 24 Short Sword
damage: 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17 Piercing

Power attack: 1d20 + 10 - 3 ⇒ (4) + 10 - 3 = 11 Long Sword
damage: 2d6 + 13 ⇒ (5, 6) + 13 = 24 Slashing

Power attack: 1d20 + 9 - 3 ⇒ (16) + 9 - 3 = 22 Short Sword
damage: 1d8 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13 Piercing

Connecting with both Long sword and short sword, he rends the plant-being.
more damage rend: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

Adder attempts to stab the mi-go grappling him again, buying his friends time with his death.

Attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (5) + 14 = 19
Damage: 1d4 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
Damage: 1d4 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

Round 4, Init 27

”Brothers in arms.”

”’Brothers in arms? What if we are women? Or identify as aviano-non-binary-winged-polypansexual?” Wren holds up a wing. Sure, it’s more of a feather clad arm, but to Wren it’s a wing.

Wren fires her wand at the mi-go on Lena, hoping W’Jack can save the lass.

”cawCAW!”

5d4 + 5 ⇒ (4, 2, 2, 1, 4) + 5 = 18 force damage
38/50 charges left.

While unconscious, Lena has a strange dream of a giant chicken, slowly roasting itself on a fire, while pecking her head, proclaiming it was a polysexual avian who wanted to be called brethren. And it would not shut up. And why did it have pointy ears?
I need a better class of dream

Not sure if Elena is up.

So, it's a bit quiet

Notifications have been problematic, I thought I was waiting on you guys. Am here!

Bats continue toe at the mi-go who are none too pleased about it while Elena gets all witchy on the mi-go busy trying to extract Adder's brain. She is successful as it starts tripping over itself. Adder tries to stab it himself, getting a shot in.

Wren blasts the mi-go that has since dropped Lena and Whiskeyjack pummels it into a goopy pulp. Bronin dispatches another mi-go as the numbers finally start to turn, with the group rallying behind Lena's botched brain surgery.

With their numbers badly depleted, the mi-go turn to each other, buzzing weirdly. They then turn fungsy weird extension-thing and start trying to head east to escape!

The mi-go are fleeing and all take full withdraw actions. You're free to just hold back and end combat or pursue!

Elena sighs as they flee. Seeing Lena lying on the ground, hurt and injured she rushes over. Her gray serving gown fluttering behind her. She gently and gracefully lowers herself next to the wounded woman as a wand appears in her hand from within her sleeve.

Move and draw wand of CLW from spring loaded wrist sheath.

Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Wren lets the plant-birds go, grateful for having survived the fight at all. Worried about a beloved and important party member, Wren flutters over to be sure Lena PotPie isn't hurt.

Yes, that is the quality of fighting I have come to expect from this group. Tenacity, and ferocity that drives the enemy away.

Let me help you - and redeem your valiant fighting Adder.
He approaches and hands him a Cure Moderate potion.
Lord Bronin moves eastward to protect the rest of the group. If given an extra round, he takes a CMW potion too.
CMW: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (8, 1, 2) + 3 = 14

Some of Adder's wounds close with the magical healing, and he wipes his dagger clean before sheathing it.

"Thank you friend Bron. I think we almost died there."

26/94

Seeing that PotPie is mostly okay, Wren will flutter about and keep watch while the others heal. She doesn’t have much ability to heal others herself, but can stand guard while others do it.

”Well, *Help them, PotPie*, that was a good team effort! A good effort indeed!” Wren tries to cheer up the wounded and dying and complaining.

”That reminds me of the time...blabblahblah...just needed a good hard..blabblahblah...sometimes you just want someone to...blabblahblah...and reach under to get...blabblahblah...itches almost on the inside, you know? And so the elf maiden...blabblahblah...needed two helpings of halfling...blabblahblah...and the gnome couldn’t find her fist...blabblahblah...ful of cheese! It was hilarious. Anyhoot...what were we talking about?”

Hearing Wren go through her story and even before that STILL be confused over the best group name in the Northern Countries.
Bronin is a naming Savant.
They just don't understand, they weren't with him when he brainstorm named the towns and Inns and Taverns in his former Fiefdom. Ah, those companions that were with him - the backstabbing bastards were still sitting in fine chairs that HE helped put their fat asses into!

.... What were we talking about?

Hearing this, Bronin snaps back to today and now.

”’Brothers in arms? What if we are women? Or identify as aviano-non-binary-winged-polypansexual?”

Seriously?! I thought it's common to nearly all languages and cultures? Whenever there's a man in a group, The male (word-tense) is dominant. I mean, women shouldn't normally "Be at Arms", but when they are- it's always said in a male tense.

Bronin downs another potion. CLW This time.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

CSW: 3d8 + 5 ⇒ (8, 8, 1) + 5 = 22 for Bronin.

Bronin HP: 132/133 - Bears Endurance in effect Plus bull strength and leaded weapon.

Lena groans as she gets up.
that was really unpleasant. And painful. And...why do I suddenly want roast chicken?
She looks at potpie. And wren fussing over it.
Then since no one was healing her (on 5HP right now) she pulls out her wand of cure light wounds, and uses it

UMD: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (8) + 16 = 24
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Potpie circles the air, puffing his large chest and clucking as he eats a few more smaller rocks, The over-sized chicken jumps on top of the fallen Mi-Go as if it were a perch and nestles down to rest.

Elena puts her hands on her hips as she sees Lena breathing normally. "Hey! She needs help man at arms." She says rolling her eyes, though in her mind she knew he was right. She wasn't like the rest of them. She wasn't an adventurer or a hero. She was just running away from home to try and help the children. In fact she looked up to Bronin and the others.

Lena go ahead and roll what you need from my wand and I'll take the charges off.

OK, thanks
Lena then gets some help from Elana
Thanks, that seems better. I'll return the favor one day.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

8 charges

Lena stretches, and touches her head where the migo tried to depan her.

enough! let us find these fungus things and burn them out. And we are not the Potpie brethren. That is a stupid name. We are not named after a chicken. She turns to Elana Not that he isn't a nice chook, all things considered. Ahem.
She turns back to the others.
Forget about names, for now. Let's finish this. And then we can get back to our real job. Stopping the whispering way.

From here you can continue southwards, check out the passage to the northeast, or investigate the little sectioned-off areas the mi-go came from.

Adder, and Lena- are you both alright enough? If we need time or efforts to regain our health, let us spend that time.

Since Lena is spending 8 rounds with the healing wand, Bronin moves to check out the sectioned off areas that the Mi-go's were in.
Looking Carefully, he moves to the middle chamber. Chuckling a little, [b] Potpie Brethren.(laughs) That's not a terrible name like Lena says.

He pauses, Hey Adder, you've been rather quiet. Now that most of the blood in back inside your body instead of outside your body What do you think of our group name?

perception keen: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 14 + 2 = 29

Is WhiskeyJack a cleric? Does he heal? I was sort of assuming he'd help Lena and Maybe Adder with something, but I haven't seen him post in a week. Does the GM want to Bot him? Bronin plans on checking this out, and then heading southward, but I don't want to get too far ahead of WhiskeyJack. Leave the Mi-Go's to their retreat.

he is a warpriest

Sorry I've been quiet. I had an emergency work trip and this were a little chaotic here

Whiskeyjack helped Lena to her feet and pulled out a healing wand of his own to help heal Lena and the new guy before shouldering his warhammer and shield once more to follow Bronin.

Adder, heal yourself and tell me how many charges it took.

Adder gratefully accepts healing charges before they move on.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

7 charges, 60/94.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

10 charges, 72/94.

Most of his wounds closed the half-orc hefts his falchion and prepares to dodge more effectively next time.

"Let us hope they do not come back when we are weaker, yes?"

Wren settles down just a bit as others heal and PotPie seems to be in fighting shape.

”When you all are ready, let us move along? I think there was a big ugly foe in the room ahead...” Wren refers to area 4 on the map, already planning how to handle the creature once she sees it.

She will check the dead mi-gos for magic, but doubts that they would have anything.

Wand of CLW (PotPie): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Wand of CLW (Elena): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Elena stands and helps Lena to her feet. "That looks bad. And I have seen some nasty stuff happen in the inn." Seeing Potpie wander off she grabs the chicken by the neck and drags it back, bopping it on the head with her wand before stowing it back in her sleeve.

With Wren pushing further in she draws an old, rusty kitchen knife from her belt. "How..how big and ugly do you think it is?" She asks as her voice quivers.