GM Tarondor's Emerald Spire Campaign

Game Master Tarondor

Lilika wrote:

@ GM: Does Perfire know the what the rune on the Spire Transport Token says? Can only one person hold the token? Or can all of us touch it when activating it?

It's just a few rooms away. You can go look after this, but I'd say that Perfire knows how to pronounce the rune (and the one for the level above) just from having studied them previously.

Oh! I thought you meant that this token had a single rune on it, and would take us to a specific level tied to that rune. I didn't realize that by holding it you could travel to the runes on any level of the dungeon that you've identified. Awesome.

Yup. Instant dungeon elevator.

Is it our turn, or are we waiting on the monster first? I assumed we were just supposed to place ourselves from your post.

Giving Yirrik a chance to post.

As I said to GM, apologies for my absence, work and RL has been kicking my rear lately...

Yirik is impressed by the possibilities presented by the Spire token, "We'll have to be on the lookout for more of these..."

Yirrik , for now, takes up the Master's fine sword, and accompanies Wymond forward in investigating the closet...

Net Trap vs. Wymond: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

A heavy, weighted net releases from the ceiling (it was obscured by a thin layer of plaster) and falls on Wymond, trapping him and also knocking him about!

Yirrik or Wymond?: 1d2 ⇒ 1

Zombie slam v. Yirrik: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 131d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Zombie slam v. Yirrik: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 181d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

The corpse is lightning-fast, shuffling forward and smashing Yirrik with a powerful left that catches the ranger in the jaw.

STATUS
Perfire
Wymond (18/21 hp)(Grappled)
Yirrik (16/22 hp)
Lilika
Dead Guy

DC 20 Escape Artist or Combat Maneuver check to escape the net.

Everyone, go!

Did you miss my grease on the dead guy or is that happening now?

More undead?

Lilika reaches for three stones and chants over them in a strange language.

Casting magic stone.

"BLAST!" Wymond shouts as the net lands on him. He immediately starts struggling to get out of it.

Combat Maneuver: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

"BLAST IT!" he shouts again when he can't get free.

Did you miss my grease on the dead guy or is that happening now?

I did miss it. Possibly because no save DC was mentioned. What is it?

Sorry about that, DC 15 Reflex to remain standing.

Zombie Reflex save!: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 Waa-waa-waaaaaa!

The zombie moves forward to attack Yirrik, but slips on the ectoplasmic goo, stumbling to the ground.

No injury to Yirrik. Yirrik, Perfire, go!

STATUS
Perfire
Wymond (18/21 hp)(Grappled)
Yirrik
Lilika
Dead Guy

Perfire moves the assist Wymond in escaping the net.

CMB assist: 1d20 ⇒ 14

'I think if I hold the net steady, you can slip out!'

Yirrik heaves the bastard sword over head and brings it own upon the fallen undead...

attack: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Sadly, Perfire, as soon as you step up, another net breaks free from the plaster and drops on you!

Net Trap v. Perfire: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Careful of the grease, Yirrik fails to harm the zombie.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

The zombie tries to rise to its feet, but slips and falls again.

STATUS
Perfire (14/18 hp)(Grappled)
Wymond (18/21 hp)(Grappled)
Yirrik
Lilika
Dead Guy

Everyone, go!

"Aw Perry, not you too!" Wymond says sadly as he futilely struggles against the ferocious net!

Combat Maneuver: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Please note that being grappled does NOT prevent you from fighting. It just hampers you.

What's the net made of? Could I just cut my way out with my bardiche?

Well, that's what the Combat Maneuver check represents. It's a trap that requires either a Combat Maneuver check or an Escape Artist check. But on your NEXT turn, I'll let you start cutting out with a knife, if you choose. Not the bardiche.

Having spent a considerable amount of time in restraints of various kinds while a slave, Perfire takes a deep breath as the net drops on top of him. He falls to the floor with the net, allowing it to lay across his body. After the net has settled, he lets out a deep breath, slimming his already small frame, and begins to slide from beneath it.

Escape Artist: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

If it got me prone, I'll stand

Well, that's what the Combat Maneuver check represents. It's a trap that requires either a Combat Maneuver check or an Escape Artist check. But on your NEXT turn, I'll let you start cutting out with a knife, if you choose. Not the bardiche.

That makes sense.

Lilika raises an eyebrow at the bumbling fools around her. Half rolling around on the floor, and half tangled in nets....

She passes by the pig and walks along the wall towards the zombie.

Hopefully not getting tangled in a net of her own...

Then she throws one of her stones at it...

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 12 (Includes my +3 attack roll, +1 from magic stone, +1 point blank shot, -4 for firing into melee)
(Note: Prone attackers also get a +4 on their AC against ranged attacks, which is not included in my roll.)

Magical, Bludgeoning Damage: 2d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3, 2) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 9 (Includes damage as per the spell magic stone, my +1 strength modifier, +1 point blank shot.

As Perfire slips out of his bonds, Lilika's shot rings off the wall above the downed zombie.

Yirrik, go!

Used to fighting with two weapons, the big sword proves a bit awkward for Yirrik.

Using it's momentum, he allows it to travel back up into the air, then he levers it back down towards their adversary...

Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Yirrik slashes the bastard sword down on the prone body of the zombie, crushing bones and splitting flesh in a sickening thud. But still it wriggles on, leaping to its feet and slamming its fists down on Yirrik's chest!

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Yirrik AoO: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 4 + 1 = 151d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Zombie v. Yirrik: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 241d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

STATUS
Perfire (14/18 hp)
Wymond (18/21 hp)(Grappled)
Yirrik (17/22)
Lilika
Dead Guy (13 damage)

Everyone, go!

Lilika winds up and tosses her second stone at the zombie.

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 20 (Includes my +3 attack roll, +1 from magic stone, +1 point blank shot, -4 for firing into melee)

Magical, Bludgeoning Damage: 2d6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5, 1) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 10 (Includes damage as per the spell magic stone, my +1 strength modifier, +1 point blank shot.)

Once again, Lilika decisively ends a fight with the undead. Her magical stone shatters its skull like an overripe melon and the horrid thing drops to the flagstones, unmoving.

COMBAT OVER!

Perfire attempts to help free Wymond.

'Now try!' He encourages his friend.

Combat Manuever Assist: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Combat Maneuver: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

That doesn't get me out, does it?

You get out after another few seconds.

How now?

Lilika cautiously moves to examine the zombie, followed by the contents of the room.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

With Perfire's help, Wymond finally wriggles out of the net.

"Thank ye kindly, Perry."

He puffs his cheeks out and blows some air.

"Well, that was embarrassing."

Triath trots over and gives his charge a chiding grunt.

"Yeh, I know Ol' Deadeye'd want me te be humble, but I imagine he'd also want me to be somewhat useful."

Triath grunts some more, this time sounding more reassuring.

"Well, thank ye Triath."

He picks up his bardiche and takes a closer look at the closet the not-skeleton had popped out of.

I am SO disappointed with myself that I missed the chance to make a "AND THEN A SKELETON POPPED OUT!" joke.

Ya gotta imagine that opportunity will re-present itself at some point!

Lilika finds nothing of interest. It appears this room was just a set-up, like much of the rest of this level. What sort of person creates such a home? The undead creature...the Master... said it had been here for millennia. Is this what millennia alone does to you?

Finding nothing of interest, Lilika backtracks the way they had come, to check out the other door. She eyes it warily, alert for more traps...

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

The door creaks open.

The walls and ceiling of this room are hidden behind a thick, gray-white forest of spider webs that blocks all vision beyond ten feet. Webs are everywhere, creating a maze of vertical sheets. Gray, furry dust clings to the sticky, white webs. The desiccated, shriveled corpse of a long-dead man hangs spread-eagle across one of these layers of webbing, and rusty swords, daggers, and axes hang securely from others.

Lilika shuts the door and steps back. "Spider webs. Is everyone ready?"

She draws her short sword and places the last magic stone in her pocket.

"I say we just toss a torch in there and shut the damn door," Wymond comments.

'That should help. I wish we still had a few alchemist's fires, or the means to make some.' Perfire says wistfully.

So? Is that what you do?

Being a woman who didn't own a torch, Lilika waits with her shortsword in hand to see if Wymond's going to actually do so, or is just talking about it...

Eventually she asks, "Are you going to..? I have nothing flammable to offer but my clothes." She consider them for a moment. Despite being filthy from blood and spider webs, her clothes are very fine. Featuring long sleeves and a high neckline, they're made of black silk, patterned with silver threads that glimmer in the light.

"I would prefer to keep them." she admits.

Wymond gets a torch from his pack and passes it to Lilika.

"Hold this fer me, please."

Then he takes his flint-and-steel and strikes a spark to light the torch. Once it's lit, Wymond takes it back.

"Thank ye."

Then he goes over to the door and throws the torch into webbing.

Should I make a roll for this?

Lilika does as asked, holding the torch for Wymond as he lights it.

Webs will burn, but not like gasoline or anything. You can clear a 5' area each round. Where ya goin'?

Realizing the torch won't burn the whole room, Wymond grumbles as he goes into the room and picks up the torch again, drawing his sword so he's not unarmed while burning the webs.

He looks for where the webs are thickest and goes over to set it on fire.

Lilika follows Wymond into the room with her shortsword in hand, alert for spiders and other dangers.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

Wymond clears a path several feet wide as he moves into the room. The area to the west is obscured, but he thinks he can make out a door to the south. The corpse is a dried out husk before him.

Wymond walks further into the room, towards what appears to be the door, burning the webs as he goes.

Perfire follows Wymond in and stops at the desiccated corpse. He takes a few moments to search the body for anything useful.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Perfire doesn't find anything of use on the body, but can see some weapons hanging here and there in the webs.

Lilika follows the others, cautious and alert...