GM Zinou's Blood under Absalom, PBP multi-table special (Inactive)

Game Master Zinou

You have to scroll to Slide 3.

I did it was allk

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Red burns to ashes while Nemis' projectile hits barely blue.

Van Helsing, what is the problem? You can't access the map via phone? I put it on slide 1.

[Red, AC@Ashes ; Green, AS@12 ; Blue, AR@4 ; Yellow, AF@]

ya I was on phone and wasn't loading right.

Van will shoot blue and yellow if blue goes down.

atk blue: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

dmg: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

atk blue/ yellow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

dmg: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

With the rush of the shot Van misses the first one but takes his time on the second and manages to stick a dart right in his shoulder

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I finally managed to get wifi!

Both bolts hit the target but he still stands!

The blue lad throws an axe at Van Helsing and unsheathes a greataxe! The green-clad dude throws a ray of fire at Nemis while the yellow one drops his short sword and draws a shortbow to attack Van Helsing. However, they all fail and stay on their pipe!

ROUND TWO - The Troughs - Fight! - Everyone's up!
Archon [31/31]: ?
Aiden [22/22, 2 constitution damage]: ?
Varuna [25/33]: ?
Van Helsing [40/40]: ?
Nemis [20/23]: ?
Fimbir [43/43]: ?
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WHO IS THIS ? [Green, AS@12 ; Blue, AR@13 ; Yellow, AF@]
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Van will continue to shoot blue

atk blue: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

dmg: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

atk blue/yellow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

dmg: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

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Blue falls on the floor, bleeding.

Seeing the others dispatch two with ease and the mage reeling from Nemis' assault, Aiden decides to focus on the archer. He drops one of his knives and grabs his net. The Chelaxian hurls it at the archer, hoping to tangle him up and cause the man to fall to the floor.

Ranged Touch vs Yellow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Nice! He's entangled. -2 to attacks, -4 to Dex, move at half speed.

Seeing that the others seem to have the Trogs dealt with, Archon will run and attempt to leap onto the large hanging cage.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

Hmmph, call that fire? Fimbir says as he launches his own flaming ray towards the far Green attacker.

Ranged touch: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16 for fire damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 1) + 7 = 13

Unable to reach their attackers with his time you blade, the small wayang pulls out a flask full of a redish liquid and tosses it at one.

Alchemists flask vs yellow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

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Nemis steps back and returns to the wand, pointing it at green, but keeping an eye on the cage.
MM: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

***OVERSEER ANNOUCEMENT***

Overseer thread

Small groups of challengers slowly begin emerging from the tunnels, some elated at having a vase, some looking crushed with defeat as they stare at their empty hands. Victorious or vanquished, they drift off into the night to get clean and well rested after a crawl through a sewer.

We where totally victorious. We just,. . . um, smashed all the extra's, just so no more evil ooie-gooie's would make it in the tournament.

Right. . .

You got the vase. It's only my fault if we couldn't end the encounter earlier, my apologies.

The assailants fall to your deadly attacks and, out of idea, you just cut the cage's chain and bring the vase back to the surface.

You go in the last corridor and open a trapdoor, revealing the sub-basement of the warehouse arena, where a number of tengu monks appear to be sweeping and tidying things up. The tengu monks pause in their sweeping and tidying to bow to you as you climb up with the cage and vase. "Congratulations, honorable ones, on finding a vase. We shall contact you tomorrow!"

They return to their sweeping and tidying. After all, it is bad form to leave a dojo in a state of disarray.

You return to your inn to rest from the day. The fire is roaring, and the dark wooden furniture is filled with a genial crowd of people drinking beers and wines or eating onion and cheese soup with thick slices of whole wheat bread. After a few moments, you each find your own rooms to go to sleep.

I assume that you'll heal fully before going to the hotel.

However, as you get into your rooms, you have a strange surprise! Some of you are welcomed with a dart as a ninja stands in the corner of your room, ready to attack you. Only Fimbir is able to react before the assault!

SUPRISE ROUND - Murderous Intentions - only Fimbir is up!
Fimbir [43/43]: ?
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NINJAS ? [Green@ ; Blue@ ; Red@ ]
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Fimbir walks into his room, only to see a stranger clad in black standing and glaring at him.

Wrong room. The gnome turns imeadiately back around and moves towards the front desk, calling out Hey guys? I think this may have been less secret of an inn than we thought!

Move action away

Please move your mini next time, Fimbir. I moved you towards the front desk.

Fimbir moves away and dodges unwillingly a dart that sticks itself in the door. However, Aiden and Nemis are not as much fortunate and each get a dart stuck in their skin! Fimbir, Van Helsing, Archon and Varuna distinctly hear strange sounds coming from Nemis and Aiden's chambers.

ROUND ONE - Murderous Intentions - Fight! - Everyone's up!
Archon [31/31]: ?
Aiden [21/25]: ?
Varuna [33/33]: ?
Van Helsing [40/40]: ?
Fimbir [43/43]: ?
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NINJAS ? [Green@ ; Blue@ ; Red@ ]
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Nemis [18/23]: ?

FORT: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Aiden fights off the effects of the dart and he draws his curved knives. He calls out to the others. "In here! An ambush!" He flourishes his knives, just grinning at the man who he's preparing to carve up.

Demoralize: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Frightening will add 1 round to the demoralize duration.

No, out here. Away from tight rooms! Fimbir replies, as he readies to blast any stupid ninja who follows.

Readying an action to fire at the first ninja who emerges into the hall.

Van will 5ft into hallway and ready action to shoot first thing he see

readied atk: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

readied dmg: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

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Having turned in a bit early, the priest was only beginning to doze off for a nap while reading when the strange sounds occur. Hearing something strange coming from the rooms just down the hall, oh jeez, what now. Grabbing his Handy Haversack and just a light mace, just in case, the still groggy priest moves out. "Hey, everyone ok?" he calls, (prior to the shout of ambush!), while gently knocking on the first door. Probably just a nightmare from that stench, but still, it would be best to be well rested for the trials to come. "I can make you some tea that might help."

Varuna Varghese

Hearing the noise as well, the wee fey begins to rise with a typical grumble. Just as one does not toss a dwarf, one does not disturb a Wayang, especially an already grumpy one.

Tossing his buckler at the wall as if to say "Shut up. Trying to snooze", the call of "AMBUSH" alerts him to actual danger, though doesn't seem to improve his mood. Grabbing for his rapier, the Swashtigator makes for the door as well.

I'm auto-facepalming for forgetting sneak attack on their previous attack. -_-'

Aiden grins and demoralizes successfully his opponent while the others get in the corridor to see what to come, getting ready to face whatever opposition they may encounter.
The assassins draw a short sword and try to attack your group!
The red-clad comes out of the room but meets fire and bolt and dies immediately.

ROUND TWO - Murderous Intentions - Fight! - Everyone's up!
Nemis [18/23]: ?
Archon [31/31]: ?
Aiden [14/25 and a fort save]: ?
Varuna [33/33]: ?
Van Helsing [40/40]: ?
Fimbir [43/43]: ?
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NINJAS ? [Green@ ; Blue@ /shaken 3 rnds]
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Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Aiden feels the bite of the man's sword and the burn of some poison. He growls, lashing out with one of his knives and then dives out of the room.

Attack (TWF): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Bleh. I suppose he take an AOO.

Seeing a bleeding and staggering Aiden rushes out of his room, Fimbir quickly shuffles down the hall and aims another gout of flame past Varuna and at the ninja left behind.

You know, this whole attack seems rather unsportsmanlike!

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12 for fire: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 1) + 7 = 9
He'll definitely have cover from this

Nemis takes a breath to calm himself and focuses on extending his mind into the assassin's. He psychically thrusts his mind into the man with as much force as he can muster:

Move action to center himself and keep the DC normal:
Concentration: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Mind Thrust: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 6, 5) = 16 DC 17 for half (targeting green)

Seeing both Aiden and Nemis missing in the hall, Archon tries to open the door to see that his ally is still ok, moving into Nemis's room. Seeing that assassin, he will attack with the only weapon he happened to bring. "Bloody cowards, striking from the shadows!"

Light Mace vs Green: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Varuna Varghese

Still aggravated at loosing his beauty sleep, Varuna goes after the other "ninja", thrusting with his rapier as he enters the other room.

Rapier vs Blue: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20
Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Van will move up and try and help his friends.

atk: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

dmg: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

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Aiden feels the bite of the poison but manages to land a blow on his assailant. He tries to tumble away but fails and takes a critical slash in his back, almost falling on the ground.
Fimbir burns a patch of the wall and you all hear a tavern's patron shouting in distress "THEY'RE BURNING MY FAV' INN!" in the background.
Nemis thrusts the assassin's mind while Archon comes to help and lands a blow with his light mace, blocking any retreat the assassin might have. Van Helsing, despite the cover, manages to catch the man with a bolt and he falls to the ground, bleeding.

The remaining man makes an attempt to evade Varuna but takes a slash in the back as well and falls on the ground.

ROUND THREE - Murderous Intentions - Save, Aiden, Save

Aiden [2/25, 1 con and 1 wis dmg and one fort save]: Has to make one successful fort save.

COMBAT OVER. We stay into initiative since Aiden has to make the saves. Roll three saves and the first successful will stop the poison.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Aiden grunts as he lands into the next room with a loud thud. "Well, that did not go as planned...."

"Not at all. Everyone okay? Quickly let us search them for anything useful."

Nemis begins searching as soon as he sees Aiden okay.

Nice roll! We're out of init :)

Returning to his room real fast, the priest grabs his small rod of healing and moves to restore his allies quickly as they search the fallen enemies for clues as to their assault.

Wand of CLW (Aiden): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Wand of CLW (Aiden): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Wand of CLW (Aiden): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
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Wand of CLW (Nemis): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Wand of CLW (Nemis): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"Thank you sir."

Anything on the assassins?

Are you okay? Fimbir asks Aiden.

The gnome marches toward the front desk, loudly calling to the innkeep Excuse me! I have some complaints about the service! And also the security.

On each assassin, you find 3 doses of bloodroot poison, a studded leather, darts, a masterwork short sword and gold.
By their garb, you identify them as qadirans, but they all have a bronze aspis badge inside their garb.

Fimbir is met by a half-drunken innkeep who raises an eyebrow.

"Security? Whatcha thinkin' lad. Dis is the Flying Dutchman, not the iron fortress. Did someone steal your sweetroll?" he says, laughing and not really grasping what happened as there's nearly no one left in the tavern, expect a few patrons asleep on their tables.

Varuna wipes the blood off his small blade and stows it in the scabbard. "Hmmph, set up guards maybe. Or alarms. Must keep aware. Unfriendly blades lurking in the shadows, hmmph."

Aiden sits up, looking over his wounds which have disappeared with the help of Archon's wand. "Yeah, I'm good. Damn assassin took me by surprise, and his blade was poisoned."

The Chelaxian stands, gingerly and nods at Archon. "You'd think I would know better. I've pulled a similar tack before."

He kneels down to inspect the bodies and pulls out the Aspis Badge. "Aspis. Shoulda known. I bet they've been trying to take our spots in the tournament."

"Security? Whatcha thinkin' lad. Dis is the Flying Dutchman, not the iron fortress. Did someone steal your sweetroll?" he says, laughing and not really grasping what happened as there's nearly no one left in the tavern, expect a few patrons asleep on their tables.

Sweetroll! the gnome blinks increduously. Well, it's good to know the Dutchman has such fine security. Do the doors at least have a lock?

"Assassin?! What's this blood all about?!" The walrus-looking proprietor's grin quickly fades in a horrified expression.
He then runs up the stairs, and then stops dead in his tracks. He pales as he looks at the three ninja bodies and hall covered in blood. Then he turns to Nemis and Archon, waving his arms as he encompasses the whole mess. "What did you do here?!"

"What did we do? Did you allow these people into our rooms?! That one there tried to knife me!" Aiden sounds incredulous. "If this inn is going to be known for thieves and thugs, I'm sure word will spread quickly. You may even lose a lot of your more profitable clients."

Nemis hangs back, letting Aiden guide the two-way interrogation.

"Given all of this, I think expecting a full continental breakfast in the morning is not out of bounds, no? Fimbir stares intensely at the large man.

"Did I wut? Of course not! Thieves and thugs? Nonononono!" shouts the innkeep, almost begging.

"Yes, yes, free rooms, free beers and continental breakfast! Sure sure!! But pleeeease don't ruin my inn's reputation, I'm just over with my loan!!"

"Really. Then you have everything to lose, don't you? I suggest you make good on your promises and make sure no one else disturbs us while we're here. If we're the least bit dissatisfied..." He just shakes his head at the innkeeper.

Do we have a place to go, or are we awaiting an Overseer post?

We totally are waiting for the overseer. He should come tomorrow morning. :)

The innkeeper has a tear of joy and shakes Aiden's hand. "Oh thank you, thank you, m'lord! ELDA! Come here, we have to clean up everything!"

A woman quickly comes upstairs with a brushes and brooms and buckets of water.

"Sleep tight!" says the innkeeper.

"Hold on a moment. You said over on your loan. Is this loan through the Aspis? I know how underhandedly they operate with honest busness folks. Whats going on?"

"Aspis? Who is Aspis? The Abadar temple lent me money to buy and restore this tavern! And they aren't sweet when you can't pay your debt! So I paid them as soon as I could and have almost nothing to spare."