GM SpiderBeard's Carrion Crown (Inactive)

Game Master motteditor

@Gm - Bronin has FoM (freedom of movement ) as a 4th level V,S,M spell. there's a few ifs. "If" I can cast it while being buried, and IF it works to get me free - we still have Adder. But, of course with FoM, I probably have pinpointed or can pinpoint where Adder is for efforts to rescue him.... again, IF I'm not equally pinned right now and can't cast.

Lena flies over the wreckage.

Whiskerjack, what can I do? I could disintegrate some of the large rocks?

"Like as no' ye'd disintegrate part of 'em as well. An' i's no' likely ye'd be gettin' t' choose t' take Bronin's tongue, neither. Jest keep yer broom away from th' rocks I be flingin' and we be havin' them ou' in a jiff!"

Wren waits from afar (or high up, wherever the air doesn’t suck) to see where she might help best. Without line of sight, or functioning muscles, Wren is pretty useless here.

It's not clear how tightly you're pinned. You must have some leverage if you can free yourself with a Strength check, so I'm going to say it's a DC 25 Reflex save to be able to move enough to cast the spell.

If you make it, we'll say Whiskey can unbury Adder in 1 minute, so there'll be no further damage (and presumably everyone can hold their breath that long) so you'll be free to move away from the sinkhole and fumes.

Bronin shakes and wiggles to try and gain leverage and a small amount of space to cast an important spell. He reaches for his belt pouch that has his components..........

reflex save: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (17) + 16 = 33 DC 25

... and grabs it. It seems to have survived the destruction. using his water bag to clean off the item, he wiggles his fingers to get the magic into his component.

With the magic taking effect, he finds it much easier to move and get to his feet. The rocks and building rubble just seem to fall off his body.

he gets to the surface.
Is Vestallena safe? who is still buried?

Wren waits to see if W’Jack can unbury Adder, keeping an eye from afar (or high up), where the air isn’t awful.

* * *

When others are saved and healed and ready to move on…

If and when others are safe, Wren will cast Mass Fly on the group in the hopes of avoiding other, similar miss-flying adventures.

150 minutes of flying, peeps.

Elena has her wand ready as Whiskeyjack begins to quickly unbury the others. "Hit them hard with the wands as they come up."

Rarely (if ever) has Lord Bronin been greeted so warmly by this party. It's as if they were concerned about his health and vitality. Even Wren has concern over her chickadees.
Thank you. Thank you. I appreciate that you have a wand at the ready to help. I'll take a jolt from that item, but we'd better check that Adder is healthy and whole.

As you again begin making your way toward the tower at the center of the ruined city, Adder, Bronin and Vladlena notice something concerning -- the shape of a dragon perched on it side. A moment later, it leaps off the building, winging it way into the city.

Wren, after others point out the dragon, takes a keen looksee for herself, as she might know things about the dragon that her fellow dullards mallards chickadees might want to know.

1d20 + 24 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 24 + 2 = 45 Know (Arcana)

DRs? Special attacks? Age? Breath type?

a dragon?! Here? In this acid rain and desolation?

inside, he's hoping this thing in undead, as he knows the weaknesses of undead. a dragon is ultra powerful, he hopes he has at least a slight advantage. He thinks to himself.
Let it be undead. Let it be undead. Come on crazy looney bird Wren - tell me it's undead!

From this distance, and lack of actually seeing it herself, Wren has no idea what sort of dragon it is.

You'll be able to check again later on.

"What do you mean you didn't see what color it was?" Wren looks very confused Adder, Bronin, and Vladlena. "All of you saw the thing and not one of you can remember the color? It seems like that would be very easy to remember!" Wren gnashes her yellow crooked old elf teeth in frustration. It was going to be hard to keep her little chickadees alive if they were trying to make thing difficult, and frustrating their ability to prepare for threats.

1d4 + 15 ⇒ (2) + 15 = 17 # Eyes

She casts Prying Eyes and sends 4 pairs (keeping 7 for later use) to follow the dragon and get the details of where it is going (or to find it) and return so she might see what is what.

"Can we sneak past it?" Elena draws her kitchen knife and holds it in shaking hands.

Yes, I can probably do some sneaking. Especially with our ability to fly. I can help make you disappear too.
He hands Elena a potion of invisibility.

"Just wait a moment, and we'll see what my little eye-birdies come back with. We just might gain some knowledge of this place, and be able to make a good decision about where to go next," Wren coos, hoping her eyes will return quickly.

Sneak past a dragon? That's a bit wishful, isn't it?

She moves closer to the ground.

Wren, get your bony elven backside closer to the ground. If you skylark like that, it can see you. Lena says absently. She was worried. Some dragons were fireproof, so she had been told. The last one she fought hadn't been, but it also couldn't fly.

Wren sends some eyes out, but they return distressingly quickly -- it appears the dragon is coming toward you! Worse, Wren quickly realizes that the creature is far too skeletal to still be alive -- it's an undead dragon! She does spot some red scales, which gives a hint to its origin, however.

If it's what she suspects, it's likely going to be protected against any but good-aligned weapons, along with other undead immunities, will breath fire laced with necromantic energy inflicting negative levels. It can land on people to crush them. Oh, and it can consume the souls of those it kills, empowering its magic. It's very scary -- its mere presence inspires fear, even in those who are lucky enough to not know what it can do.

You have two rounds to prepare as it's on its way, but you don't have line of sight.

Don't forget that Wren has given you all the gift of flight, and I trust you all to look up and use the rules for flying if you do that sort of thing.

Wren will quickly explain about the oncoming dragon even as she speeds back and looks for a safe spot out of center of combat, casting Vanish...but not before she casts Haste.

Speak, Haste, Vanish, Run Away, that sounds about right. Moving back about 120' from the main section of the goon squad.

Lena casts shield with a rod of extend, Protection from fire on whiskeyjack.

This might be useful

120 points of fire protection

Scatter, take cover. Fighting dragons is very exciting. It is likely fireproof. And likely can see through invisibility. Wren, keep close. It may like picking off isolated targets. Remember they are fast, big and smart.

Elena grabs ahold of Potpe and drags the chicken into a corner of a burned down building. "You may have your chance yet." Elena draws the staff from her back and readies it for when the dragon comes within range.

Use Staff of Cackling Wrath to use 2 charges to cast Baleful Polymorph DC 21 to turn the dragon into a chicken

Before everyone could scatter Whiskeyjack cast a Protection from Evil spell on the group, followed by fire resistance on Bronin. "Good luck. Keep movin' bu' dinnae be spreadin' ou' so far tha' I cannae be gettin' t' ye t' heal ye if'n ye be needin' i'."

Then Whiskeyjack raised his hammer and shield and shouted, "I be Whiskeyjack Dunaldthal, warpriest o' Angradd an' slayer o' nasty things! In me life I be bein' th' end o' all manner o' gribblies, an' I ain't gonna stop a' some dragon tha's too stupid t' know 'e should be worm food. Ye cannae be keepin' us from this place, and if'n ye be tryin', then be ye readyin' yerself t' be dead again!"

Adder receives the magical blessings of his compatriots then moves to the side. ”Friends, has been honor.”

Waiting on Bronin, it looks like, and then we'll have a dragon fight. Unless it's smart enough to make you use up all your resources and then let them run out. :D

I had better make my weapons heavier, so they can slice through that tough skin of the undead dragon easier. I don't think it'll go major damage, but maybe it'll be redeath by a thousand cuts.

He casts Leadblades, and uses his scabbard to bump up the Short sword to +3 for a short time.
He first scrambles to the shelter of a roof (flyering), but prepares to fly at the creature when it's in range to get close enough to attack it with his long sword and short sword.

If you have a bow, get it ready. It may decide to strafe us a while

Godd challenge, Whiskeyjack she adds

Trying to stay reasonably silent, Bronin thinks the same thing that FieryLena says. Whiskeyjack is doing a good job of attracting it's attention and ire.

stealth: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23

Round 3
You finish making your preparations with Wren-inspired haste as the dragon draws inexorably closer. As it comes close, Elena's the first to react -- but her spell has no effect on the undead horror! As it gets to 45 feet from Whiskeyjack -- still up in the air -- it breathes a gout of black tinged flame that washes over the dwarf 59 fire damage, plus 2 negative levels; Reflex DC 24 for half.

Party is up. This will be a map-less combat; I assume everyone has spread out enough so only Whiskeyjack gets hit by the fire, but remember that means you're all be some distance from the dragon too. You do have haste, so you can move a lot, but it's up in the air about 45 feet.

Bronin flies in with his sword whirling. While he has both in hand, he only focuses on his most powerfully magicked blade.

will post attack tonight. Dragon gets AoO. AC should be 32.

Round 2

Wren, having given the party both haste and the ability to fly, hopes that is enough for the party to overcome the dragony dragon.

She stays back (at least 120’) and fires at the dragon with her intensified metamagic rod.

7d4 + 7 ⇒ (4, 4, 3, 4, 2, 2, 1) + 7 = 27 force damage (intense magic missile)
1d20 + 15 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 15 + 6 = 39 SR

Round 2/14: +1 to all the things, you know the deal.

Elena reaches out, offering a small bit of misfortune to the dragon as it passes by.

Misfortune- Will DC 25

Lena casts quickly, casting a lightning bolt followed by the green beam of a disintegrate.

quickened lightning bolt: 10d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 1, 4, 1, 5, 4, 4, 6, 6, 6) + 1 = 44 Reflex Save for half DC 21

SR: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (19) + 17 = 36

disintergrate: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30 touch attack, Fort save DC 24

SR: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (12) + 17 = 29

damage failed save: 30d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 1, 3, 6, 6, 5, 3, 4, 6, 6, 5, 3, 3, 1, 1, 3, 4, 1, 2, 6, 1, 4, 5, 1, 1, 4, 6, 2, 1, 1) + 2 = 99

damage made save: 5d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 4, 6, 1, 1) + 2 = 16

Bronin's attack against his favorite enemy!
Long Sword: 1d20 + 21 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 21 + 6 = 39 damage: 2d6 + 17 + 6 ⇒ (4, 5) + 17 + 6 = 32 then fire (if it affects). Plus Fire: 1d6 ⇒ 4

@ Gm, I forgot an extra +1 to hit on that attack due to Haste. I also have AC 33 due to Haste. My prior attack was AC 40.

reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Crap, now I have to remind myself how negative levels work again :{

Whiskeyjack roared as he felt his vitality sucked away. "Th' th' best ye be havin', ye mangy worm? I be takin' harder hits from me ol' granny when I were bu' a lad! Le' me be showin' ye th' true meanin' o' power! Angradd, come upon this dwarf an' be fillin' me wit' yer holy might!"

At Whiskeyjack's call, the dwarf expanded to three times his normal size and raised the warhammer and shield high as he flew straight towards the undead dragon. He glowed with a blue-white light and seemed to radiate dwarven holiness...which smelled a lot like whiskey. His hammer came down like a thunderbolt on teh dragon.

charge, -2 levels, pa, haste, might, bane: 1d20 + 19 + 2 - 2 - 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 19 + 2 - 2 - 3 + 1 + 2 + 3 = 31
B, good, pa, bane,-2 levels damage: 2d8 + 10 + 3 + 2d6 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (4, 6) + 10 + 3 + (2, 6) + 6 - 2 = 35

Burning a fervor to insta-cast Righteous Might and then charging the dragon.

Round 4
With the dragon creature having gotten close, the party explodes into action, Bronin flying in close, sacrificing himself to the dragon's jaws 32 hp to land a sword thrust. The blade seems to cut deep, though perhaps not quite as much as the noble might have expected, but the fire doesn't seem to bother the monstrosity at all. Whiskey flies in moments later, but his hammer bounces off a patch of scales, barely drawing a contemptuous glance from the dragon.

It's enough to distract the dragon, however, and Elena and Lena's magic hit it full force, drawing a scream of outrage and -- maybe? -- pain from the horror. Wren's bolts hit it as it begins turning away, racing away from Lena and the combat! It withdraws! flying 400 feet away.

Ouch. That Misfortune, disintegrate combo hurt. Adder still has a Round 4 action, which could potentially have changed what it did (but I think a pretty small chance of that). But if not, I'm assuming it's 400 feet from Bronin and Whiskey; 430 from Elena; and 500 from Lena and Wren, considering how you were spread out and where you would have needed to be for your attacks. Whiskey, I don't know if you would have closed with it and risked an AoO or attacked at your reach; if the latter, you wouldn't have gotten an AoO as it withdrew.

We have driven the vile thing off. Let's get to our goal!

He moves to an area to get some healing and continue the flight to the center area.
He's not interested in pursuing it/pressing a wounded cornered animal.

if time allows, taking 4 drags from the CLW wand.
CLW: 4d8 + 4 ⇒ (1, 8, 8, 5) + 4 = 26

Wren will send out 4 more eyes (2 pairs) to scout where the dragon goes so the party might find the dragon's lair.

Otherwise, Wren will wait for others to be healed so they might explore more.

Your not getting away that easily

Lena keeps casting, fire speech crackling as she looses the spells. One after another, two green arrows shot dripping acid across the distance retreating dragon.

quickened acid arrow: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (14) + 15 = 29 touch

damage: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (1, 4) + 1 = 6 acid damage

empowered acid arrow: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (15) + 15 = 30 touch

damage: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5 x1.5=8 acid damage

1000 foot range with acid arrow

Yes, not risking the AoO

Whiskeyjack will convert one of his prepared spells into a healing spell for himself, then another for Bronin if the man doesn't have time to use his wand before the dragon returns.

cure critical wounds: 4d8 + 12 ⇒ (5, 4, 7, 5) + 12 = 33

combat status:

HP 72/98. Current AC: 37/14/37
Active conditions: 2 negative levels
Active spell effects: righteous might, prot evil
Fervors used: (5d6) 1/12
Blessings used: 0/10
Spells used:
1 -
2 - comm prot evil, resist energy
3 -
4 - blessing of fervor
5 - righteous might
Channels used: (5d6) 0/6
Sacred armor+3 used: 0/14
Sacred weapon+3 used: 0/14
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Elena angs back letting the dragon flee. "Didn't know undead dragons could be scared off!"

Don't lose focus, Elana. It wasn't driven off, it decided to leave. These things are smart, and it will be back. Prideful things are dragons

Lena's acid arrows hit it as it continues to speed away, but aren't enough to bring it down, though she can see flecks of bone peel away from the caustic attack.

Unfortunately, Wren's eyes reveal that the sorceress may be right. The monster flies to a horrible sight -- cruel shafts of rusted iron protrude from the crumbling arches of old estate windows. The end of each hooked pole supports a huge, bladed cage full of what appears to be a dozen Varisians commoners. As they scream in horror, the dragon breaths, incinerating the poor souls ... and seeming to regain strength and power!

We're out of combat for now. A gray star on the map indicates where Wren saw the dragon kill the people.

Continuing damage from the spell

acid damage round 2: 4d4 ⇒ (1, 3, 2, 4) = 10

acid damage round 3: 4d4 ⇒ (3, 3, 1, 4) = 11

acid damage round 4: 4d4 ⇒ (4, 3, 2, 4) = 13

acid damage round 5: 4d4 ⇒ (4, 3, 2, 2) = 11

acid damage round 6: 4d4 ⇒ (1, 1, 1, 4) = 7

"Should we really chase the dragon so it doesn't hunt us down later?" Elena offers if the others are willing.

Wren agrees with Elena, thinking that hunting down the dragon might be best.

"It seems to be doing better now, but we should try to take it out," Wren agrees and starts shooing her little dearies toward the unbelievably dangerous dragon.

I have no objection to that, but it is a lot faster than we are. We will only catch it when it wants us to.

She thinks of something

Wren. do your spy eyes see it?

The eyes Wren sent after it returned, so she'd need to send more to find it.