Male human bard 3
CG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +2; Senses Perception +5
Defense
AC 17, touch 13, flat-footed 14 (+4 armor, +2 Dex, +1 dodge)
hp 13
Fort +1, Ref +5, Will +2; +4 vs. bardic performance, language dependent, and sonic
Judging from the shelves lining the walls, this darkened room might once have been a storeroom, though its contents have long since succumbed to the passage of time. A crack in the northern wall has apparently let in some rainwater, which has collected in a large puddle on the floor.
In the back corner of the room sits a dog-sized lizard with two horns, one on either side of its head, and green scales that crackle with sparks of lightning. The lizard looks towards the party but stands its ground, a small ball of electricity forming on its tail.
Terril moves in to strike the lizard and as soon as he's in range, it releases the ball of electricity at him, distracting him and causing him to miss wildly with his swing. Laureglyn manages to hit lizard and cuts deeply while Vulen's tiger also draws blood.
Shock @ Terril:1d8 ⇒ 8 Nonlethal electric damage, DC12 Ref for half
male Human Cleric 6, HP 50/52, AC 21, T 13, FF 18, F +7, R +6, W +9, Initiative +1, Perception +7
Goran moves up to support the 3 frontliners.
move in behind Terril...can't get into contact with critter after everyone else got in close...can I aid Terril's defense? will roll just in case i can
Terril is able to dodge the blast of electricity and his Suli heritage allows him to shake it off. Goran moves up to the group to help out and Torrel flings a bullet wildly. The lizard tries to zap Laureglyn in retaliation to the deep wound she caused.
Shock @ Laureglyn:1d8 ⇒ 1 Nonlethal electric damage, DC12 Ref for half
Just as the group has the lizard surrounded, the door to the south swings open and two humanoid lizards join the fray. As soon as the door opens, you can smell their fetid stench, they obviously don't believe in bathing. Their frames resemble that of a cave lizard, with long tails and crests on their heads and backs, with dull gray scales covering their body. One of them shouts in an odd tongue while both of them take aim and immediately throw javelins at Goran. One misses and bounces off the wall and the other hits, but the weak throw only dents his armor.
Draconic:
"What go on in here? You not posed to be here. Boss say nobody allowed. We make you hurt now!"
(If someone enters melee range with them, I'll try to instead target one that is not in melee. If no other option, I take a -4 to the above roll.)
And, never mind.
Torrel continues to struggle with his sling, while Laureglyn manages to put the lizard down, and Terril swings wildly. Goran tries to hit one of the lizardmen but it manages to dodge his blade.
Vulen and his tiger move into flanking position and while the tiger isn't able to get one of the lizardmen in its jaws, Vulen's sword strikes true. Both creatures pull out old worn clubs and swing at Vulen. One of them manages to land a blow but the hunter easily shrugs it off.
Vulen's tiger slashes at the lizard man with the red pants and mortally wounds it, at the same time Torrel connects with his scimitar on the one with the green bandana. The rest of the party struggles to land any blows as the young troglodyte is nimble on it's feet, deftly dodging them all. It tries to retaliate with its club against Vulen and almost loses its balance in the process.
With a blow from his nodachi, Terril puts the final beast down.
Out of Combat!
Racks for weapons line the walls of this chamber; above the racks hang various shields, pieces of armor, weapons, and standards on display. Most of the racks are empty, but a few weapons remain in place. A horrible stench fills the room as well, akin to the smell of rotten eggs mixed with the reek of an open sewer. After sorting through the various arms and armor, you find a masterwork silver dagger, a masterwork light steel shield emblazoned with a leaping dolphin, and a banner depicting a bird made of living flame.You find little on the bodies of the troglodytes, nothing more than a couple javelins and their homemade clubs.
Knowledge Local DC20:
You recognize the banner as belonging to the Band of the Phoenix, one of Absalom’s most famous hunting lodges during the Age of Blades.
The door in the eastern wall leads to the tower’s central staircase. Although the lower portion of the staircase has collapsed, cutting off access to the ground floor, the staircase is whole on this floor and above.
The room to the south is an octagonal shaped room and is covered in a fine layer of dust. It’s clearly been abandoned for a long time. Laureglyn's keen eye spots a trap. Had they entered the armory from the south, they would have been beset upon by a javelin trap at the door.
It's possible to climb to the next floor just as you did before, or you can take the stairs now.
male Human Cleric 6, HP 50/52, AC 21, T 13, FF 18, F +7, R +6, W +9, Initiative +1, Perception +7
Goran takes the dagger and shield. These are sn upgrade over what I have...I'll hang on to them for now...and the stairs might be a bit dangerous...we should be really careful.
You make your way up the spiral staircase to the next floor where you find a door on the west wall of the stairwell. When you try to open it, you find it is locked shut and will not budge.
Two stone altars, one black and one white, sit at either end of this large chamber, which takes up two wings of the tower on this level. The crumbling remains of wooden benches sag in front of each altar beneath rotting ceiling tapestries. Carved symbols and writings snake along the walls. The burnt corpses of two troglodytes lie on the floor in the center of the room.
Knowledge Religion DC10:
This room is a temple dedicated to Nethys, the god of magic, in both of his aspects: protection and destruction. The writings on the walls are quotes from Nethys’s holy book.
Two piles of bone suddenly stir, rising up to take on human shape and bursting into red-orange flame. Their jaws open in soundless screams, they draw scimitars and move towards the group. As they come close, you can feel the searing heat coming off of their bodies.
The blue flame skeleton is no match for Terril as he cuts through it like butter, only to have it explode in his face. Meanwhile, Vulen strikes the skeleton with the red flames but finds his strike ineffective. His tiger moves around, provoking a fiery strike from a scimitar that cuts deep. It repays the skeleton by crushing it in its jaws, before it erupts in flames.
Fiery Death, Blue:1d6 ⇒ 5@ Terril and Goran, DC11 Reflex for half Red AoO on tiger:1d20 ⇒ 181d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + (1) = 3 Fiery Aura, Red vs natural attack:1d6 ⇒ 1 Fiery Death, Red:1d6 ⇒ 3@ Vulen, Laureglyn and tiger, DC11 Reflex for half
Out of combat!
The altars still contain their silver altar services, as well as two silver holy symbols of Nethys. In addition, a divine scroll rests atop each altar: a scroll of Shatter on the black altar, and a scroll of Shield Other on the white altar.
male Human Cleric 6, HP 50/52, AC 21, T 13, FF 18, F +7, R +6, W +9, Initiative +1, Perception +7
ref:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Remind me to not get in your way when swinging that thing, Terril. I can heal our wounds to save your wand...my energy replenishes with the Dawnflower's tising in the morn. Gather round, friends.
Goran holds up his holy symbol and prays.
Blessed Lady of the Light, bless us with your soothing touch.
Despite the hidden door being locked, the group manages to muscle their way through it easily enough. A living, moving fabric seems to cover the ceiling of this half-collapsed chamber, which stretches northwest into darkness. The pungent smell of ammonia rises from the droppings that litter the floor. Suddenly, hundreds of high-pitched squeaks fill the air as a mass of small, carnivorous bats surges forth, all of them hungry for blood.
