Hedgeknight's Godsmouth Heresy (Inactive)

Game Master hedgeknight

Of course. Anything for you, sir. I've seen you looking at her.

Lets all line ourselves up on the ledge as Alanthian moves the statue.
Wall........................Busty Babe.............
Ledge ..Thorin...Catila....Alanthian....Cole ...Saoirse...
1st Step....... ..... Brankh ( at the edge or on the step)

does that make sense?

Since Alanthian disabled the trap, the statue does not shock him when he pushes on it...and easily slides it to the side. When he touches it, a door-sized section of the wall behind him briefly lights up, revealing the outline of the door.

Actions?

We all know the drill guys let's go right in. But first let us make a prayer to our gods and the Light of Life which suffuses the Universe.

Brankh utters a soft call to his goddess and touches each of his friends on the shoulder. Link to: Resistance

Its' Easter weekend and I am leaving until Sunday. I may not have the opportunity to get on line. HK, please feel free to bot Brankh if you need to keep things moving. Thanks.

Alanthian puts away his sketches and reshoulders his backpack. "Right then, I guess I will scout out ahead of us abit."

Group Post 13: The Beautiful Ones

Alanthian does his "job" and finds the opening for the secret door, which opens inward to reveal the following scene:

While this crypt has the dusty, disused air of the ossuary's other catacombs, the bodies interred within it are remarkably free from the ravages of old age and decay. Their burial garments have long since rotted away, but the cadavers look as if they could have been placed in their niches only yesterday. Unfortunately, this amazing effect is somewhat overshadowed by the lewd and graphic positions the bodies have been placed in.

Crypt of Lust

Please feel free to use your imaginations on how the bodies are...arranged. :D

Actions?

Current Stats:
Alanthian Darlok – HP 10/7; AC 16; Init +6
Brankh – HP 9; AC 15; Init +1
Dr. Catila Eyesquint: HP – 8; AC 18; Init: +3
Cole Keegan - HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Saoirse Palelight – HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Thorin – HP 11/11; AC 12; Init +0

Cole cannot help but glance at both Lady Saorise, and Catila, as the blush has returned full force to his face. Trying to distract himself from certain...thoughts...that keep intruding in his head, he glances up at the ceiling while muttering, I wonder if there is anything else in this...place."

Perception 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Some of the bodies are adorned with attractive jewelry...

Cole stands at the entrance of the crypt, and resolutely focuses his mind on the bodies and the potential dangers they represent.

Knowledge Religion check, to determine if these bodies are undead, 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Assuming the chamber is clear, then he asks "Alanthain, could you see if this area has any traps?"

" Sure thing." Alanthian begins checking the room for any traps.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

These are actual bodies, perfectly preserved as if they had just been entombed. And no traps at all.

Good thinking fellers!

Thorin scans the room, taking in the lewd picture. I'd take care not to touch those bodies. Wouldn't want anything springing to life,' He glances down at one particularly attractive female and continues "well, maybe just this one we can touch."

Thorin then waits for his companions to finish their cursory investigation of the room, his sword in hand, ready to spring on anything that moves without permission.

Ha, looks like Branh should be the detective! ; ) Great job guys. DM, with Catila's last roll of 18 plus her +3 Mod for history, that would give her 21 in total. So what's her prize?

Earlier
More and more impressed with the wisdom of Brankh Catila nods her head and then her face lights up as something clicks and she suddenly realizes who all the statues are. In a singsong voice she proceeds to share all her realizations with her companions.

Now
Price! Nice : )

As they move into the new room even the scientificly minded Dr. is...impressed...by the imagination of those who made this room. Naturally scanning the room for magic, she also looks to the jewels, to see if any of them appear to be of significant value. She also consults with Alanthain his opinion, having the sense that the multi-talented young man would know about such things.
Appraise:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Earlier
Catila finally "sees the light" and begins ticking off names for the statues, starting with the one that shocked Cole:

- a beautiful woman with wild hair, holding a ranseur = Alaznist, Runelord of Wrath

- a voluptuous, nude woman wielding a two-headed guisarme = Sorshen, Runelord of Lust

- a short, smiling man holding a longspear = Krune, Runelord of Sloth

- an obese man with rotting flesh, wielding a scythe = Zutha, Runelord of Gluttony

- a handsome, bearded man in extravagant clothes, wielding a lucerne hammer = Xanderghul, Runelord of Pride

- an imperious, heavyset woman holding a mirror and a halberd = Belimarius, Runelord of Envy

- a tall woman with three faces looking in three different directions. One side has a kind face and cradles a baby in her arms, while a second side displays a more stern expression and holds an hourglass. The third face has a crazed look; its hands are empty, but thornless roses twine up both arms. Unlike the others, this statue is carved from dark diorite. This is an archaic representation of Pharasma in her three aspects: the midwife, the reaper, and the prophet.

- a tall man with gems set in his forehead, wielding a flaming glaive = Karzoug, Runelord of Greed

Now
Looking inside the crypt dedicated to Sorshen, Catila notes with interest that the jewelry bedecking the nude dead is quite fetching and appears to be worth several hundred gold pieces.

Cole shakes his head on hearing about the various Runelords recited by Catila, as the names meant nothing to him.

Once Catila ppoints out the value of the jewelry, he glances towards the bodies and nods slowly to her, "It should be all right, these bodies do not have any necromantic taint to them."

He glances towards the rear of the crypt, "There might be another hidden door back there as well."

So...anybody going in to check things out, or do you want to move on to another statue?

Brankh moves to the back of the crypt, prodding with his spear. Does he hear anything unusual? Can he find another back door like the one in the last crypt?

Brankh moves to the back of the crypt, prodding with his spear. Does he hear anything unusual? Can he find another back door like the one in the last crypt?

Brankh prods and looks and finds nothing. Nor does he hear anything but silence among the arranged and preserved bodies.

Thorin will chance it, and reach down and touch one of the bodies.

Thinking purely intellectually Catila says to all "If no one objects, I am quite sure that we would benefit much more from this jewelery than would the earthly remains of these beings here. It seems illogical to leave this wealth here for the dead when the living can put it to use, yes?"

Looking around to her companions, she will, if none object, take the jewelery, taking care not to molest the bodies in the process. She will note in her journal the perceived value of the items so as to be able to share fairly with the others later on.

Once done she says "So who next then? Wrath or Sloth?"

"Umm, actually Catila, we came from the statue you said was the Wrath Runelord." Cole eyes the statue of the Runelord Alaznist distrustfully. "Maybe we should check out the Sloth statue, how bad could it be?"

Thorin touches one of the bodies and is surprised to feel that the flesh is not icy cold, but rather lukewarm and supple. What exactly did you touch? :)

Catila gathers a lot of jewelry - about 400 gold worth - and then the group moves on to the next statue as suggested by Cole > the statue of Sloth. Assuming this is okay with the rest of the group...

Alanthian again disables the trap and slides the statue aside. The door briefly outlines and he is quickly able to find the opening mechanism. The door opens into the darkened crypt which has seven alcoves - in the alcoves are niches with entombed bodies. Your light source also reveals what appears to be three squat stalagmites in the middle of the tunnel. All is quiet...

Crypt of Sloth

Actions?

Current Stats:
Alanthian Darlok – HP 10/7; AC 16; Init +6
Brankh – HP 9; AC 15; Init +1
Dr. Catila Eyesquint: HP – 8; AC 18; Init: +3
Cole Keegan - HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Saoirse Palelight – HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Thorin – HP 11/11; AC 12; Init +0

Earlier, Brankh caught Catila as she sheepishly gathered jewelry from the corpses. He replied to her glances superciliously,

Were this a hallowed grave the theft would be an offense to my Goddess on High. But this is no hallowed grave to my eyes. It represents rather the fane of a degenerate and heretical sect. I take no offense in your pilfering. Nor do I share in the looting of these rude baubles. You may eventually feel the need however, to expiate your sinful feelings with a donation to the Church of the Dawnflower.

Brankh is not necessarily well versed in the finer points of Church dogma. lol

Cole peers into the crypt, and immediately his attention is drawn to the stalagmites inside.

He asks softly, "What do you make of those stalagmites?"

Brankh approaches the first stalactite to inspect it.

Cole peers into the crypt, and immediately his attention is drawn to the stalagmites inside.

He asks softly, "What do you make of those stalagmites?"

He gets his answer when Brankh steps inside the crypt and approaches the first one. The closer the priest gets, the more the "stalagmite" begins to change - going from looking like a piece of the underground environment to a congealed mass of liquid flesh!

Initiative rolls:
Alanthian 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Brankh 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Catila 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Cole 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Saoirse 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Thorin 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Lemures 1d20 ⇒ 19

Initiative Order:
Cole/Lemures
Catila/Thorin
Alanthian
Brankh
Saoirse

Actions!

Current Stats:
Alanthian Darlok – HP 10/7; AC 16; Init +6
Brankh – HP 9; AC 15; Init +1
Dr. Catila Eyesquint: HP – 8; AC 18; Init: +3
Cole Keegan - HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Saoirse Palelight – HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Thorin – HP 11/11; AC 20; Init +0

Thorin hears Brankh gasp at something in the chamber, and instinctively draws his longsword, while at the same time charging up behind him.

to hit:
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

damage:
1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

I know I probably wont get my action this round, but I'm rolling for whenever. don't want to be the one holding up the fight

Cole does not hesitate as he moves into the crypt, sword flashing as he strikes at the hearest fleshy form!

Move next to nearest flesh creature
Attack Longsword 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Damage 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"What are these things?"

Cole charges in to help his companion, slashing at the fleshy creatures in vain. "What are these things?" he cries as the massive blob forms hands and claws him across the neck and chest.
Claw attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
[ooc]Claw attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
[ooc]Claw damage 1d4 ⇒ 2

"I don't know--AGH!" Brankh yelps as another of the creatures moves in and rakes him across the belly.
[ooc]Claw attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
[ooc]Claw attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
[ooc]Claw damage 1d4 ⇒ 2

The third glob of flesh roils forward but can't get in an attack...and then Thorin is among his friends, wielding his new sword with some efficiency. He slices into the blob attacking Brankh, tearing loose a chunk of flesh...but it doesn't really slow the creature down.

Crypt of Sloth combat

[ooc]Everyone else is up!

Current Stats:
Alanthian Darlok – HP 10/7; AC 16; Init +6
Brankh – HP 9/7; AC 15; Init +1
Dr. Catila Eyesquint: HP – 8; AC 18; Init: +3
Cole Keegan - HP 11/9; AC 17; Init +2
Saoirse Palelight – HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Thorin – HP 11/11; AC 20; Init +0

Yelling a curse worthy of an orcish nursery school, Brankh spits and then throws down his spear. He reaches back and brandishes his mighty falchion! Grinning, he reaches out with his long arms and swings the broad blade in a sweeping arch against the nearest blob.

Falchion attack! 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Damage 2d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 1) + 3 = 6

Alanthian moves to flank with Cole or Brankh.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21+2 if flanking
Damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 4

While Catila and Saoirse stare dumbstruck at the masses of roiling flesh, Alanthian moves in to help his companions. He sidles up alongside of Brankh and attacks, driving his sword deep into the creatures gooey body. The beast groans in pain and turns toward him, but Brankh distracts it with a barrage of curses and a mighty swing of his falchion; he doesn't hit it, but he does distract it...for a bit.

The devilish creatures attack attempting to claw their way through the line of companions. One focuses on Thorin and claws the cavalier in the chest.
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
1d4 ⇒ 4

The other attacks the source of its pain, and Alanthian feels his shoulder burn from the creature's fleshy fingers.
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
1d4 ⇒ 2

ACTIONS!
Crypt of Sloth combat 2

Current Stats:
Alanthian Darlok – HP 10/5; AC 16; Init +6
Brankh – HP 9/7; AC 15; Init +1
Dr. Catila Eyesquint: HP – 8; AC 18; Init: +3
Cole Keegan - HP 11/9; AC 17; Init +2
Saoirse Palelight – HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Thorin – HP 11/7; AC 20; Init +0

"Little help here, ladies!"

Cole grits his teeth and steps forward, striking at the blubbery mass Alanthain wounded earlier.

Attack Longsword 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Damage 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Catila was Not staring dubstruck, her storyteller was simply...otherwise engaged : P Will post two rounds of attacks, if that's ok DM?

Gasping in disgust at the horrid creatures, Catila whips out her sling-staff and lets fly at the furthest blob.
Round 1 Attack:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 131d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Round 2 Attack:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

She also quickly thinks if she has heard of anything of the like before and how best to deal with them if so.
Knowledge(arcana):1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Wow what crappy rolls!

Cole attacks and his blade bounces off the fleshy things and as he curses his luck another stone sizzles by his ear and shatters against the back wall of the crypt...a second missed attempt by Catila.

Catila:

Thorin engages once more, cursing the beasts in the crypt, and calling for Saoirse move up.

to hit:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
damage1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Round 2
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21 Flanking
Damage:1d10 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 + Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Another big swipe!
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
2d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 4) + 3 = 11

"These are devils we face!" shouts the halfling as she prepares another stone "The Lemures are the least of their kind but still our normal weapons will hardly effect them! And they are immune to fire! We must think of some other stratagy or they'll simply wear us down!"

Not knowing what else to do at the moment the detective whips another bullet at the farthest Lemure.

Round 3 Attack:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 141d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Cole starts at the news these were actually Hellspawned creatures. He glances behind him to see if Saorise is ready to join the fray, and decides to help Lord Thorin out. He steps behind the cavalier, and lays his hand on the pommel of the sword he is wielding.

"This should help you strike these foul spawn!"

Round 3:
Cast Magic Weapon on Lord Thorin's sword.
Weapon now has +1 enhancement bonus for 1 minute.

Calling for Saoirse to help, Thorin takes another swing at his foe, but misses. Beside him, Brankh fares no better with another swipe of his falchion. But Alanthian buries his sword in what looks like the creature's neck...and with a hellish wail, the mass of flesh begins to dissolve in a sulfuric smoke!

"These are devils we face!" Catila cries as she loads another bullet in her sling.
Startled by the news, Cole glances behind him...to see the paladin of Iomedae charging into the fray! She charges through the sulfuric smoke of one of the lemure's passing and meets the one in back head on.
"Back to the hells that spawned you!" Saoirse yells, smashing the devil first with her shield, and then slicing it clean in half with her bastard sword! As it too dissipates in a wail and cloud of foul yellowish smoke, Saoirse says, "I will not hesitate or fail you again, my friends!"
Bastard sword 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Shield attack 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Sword damage 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Shield damage 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Round 3

Encouraged by Saoirse's arrival, Cole steps behind the cavalier, and lays his hand on the pommel of the sword he is wielding, imbuing it with temporary magic.
But before Thorin can attack, the last lemure claws at the cavalier viciously, leaving bloody wounds on his neck and arms.
Claw attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Claw attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Claw damage 1d4 ⇒ 3

Catila fires a sling bullet at the lemure, but her companions moving in and out of the fray affects her aim, and the bullet sails high.

Actions!
Crypt of Sloth combat 3

Initiative Order:
Cole/Lemures
Catila/Thorin
Alanthian
Brankh
Saoirse

Current Stats:
Alanthian Darlok – HP 10/5; AC 16; Init +6
Brankh – HP 9/7; AC 15; Init +1
Dr. Catila Eyesquint: HP – 8; AC 18; Init: +3
Cole Keegan - HP 11/9; AC 17; Init +2
Saoirse Palelight – HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Thorin – HP 11/4; AC 20; Init +0

Thorin howls in pain, and falls back a few feet after the beast sinks it's foul claws into him. He tries to shake off the pain and regain his composure from the recent attack.

Thorin drops back, unable to stop the burning pain he is feeling. Allowing another from the party to move up, he grabs his wineskin and drinks deeply, then grasps his sword again, and moves to take his position in the front.

In the heat of battle Brankh sees the vile creature tearing at the stalwart warrior. He cries out in dismay,

"You're hurt, Thorin! Break off from the fight next time so I can tend to your wound!"

And then he winds up to take another swipe...

Blessed, Sarenrae. I know I'm a wretched sinner. Oh, but hear my plea and guide my blade this time!"

On Brankh's turn: he makes a vigourous slash with the Falchion 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16 Damage 2d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 3) + 3 = 8

Round 3
Alanthian will hold his attack if needed to move into flanking position then attack.

"Press the attack! We have the momentum!"

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 2 = 21
Damage:1d10 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Sneak Attack:1d6 ⇒ 6

Surprised and impressed once again at her teamates martial effeciency, especially with these Hellspawn, Catila steps back and stands with the wounded Throin, ready to try and aid him should he need it.

Brankh calls out to Sarenrae and the Dawnflower answers her loyal servant and his blade bites deep into the lemure's back! The devil howls and turns on the fiery priest...and then Alanthian is there, driving his sword completely through the blob of stinking flesh.
With a howl of anguish, knowing its torture in Hell is about to begin anew, the lemure melts into a greasy spot on the cavern floor with a plume of sulfuric smoke.

Once again, the crypts of the Godsmouth ossuary are silent save for the heavy breathing of the companions.

200 xp for each character!

Current Stats:
Alanthian Darlok – HP 10/5; AC 16; Init +6
Brankh – HP 9/7; AC 15; Init +1
Dr. Catila Eyesquint: HP – 8; AC 18; Init: +3
Cole Keegan - HP 11/9; AC 17; Init +2
Saoirse Palelight – HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Thorin – HP 11/4; AC 20; Init +0

With the death of the last hellspwan, Catila congradulates her comrades and begins to carefully investigate the chamber
Perception:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Cole glances back at him, making sure the area is chear of threats. He mutters a quiet prayer to Iomedae and touches Thorin's arm where a cool pale aura spreads to his wounds, knitting flesh and bone.

Convert Shield of Faith to a Cure Light Wounds spell.
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Nice work! Everyone gather round. That devil will burn in the blackening fires of hell,but we know another flame which is purity, light and passion for life. Feel it my friends as we gather in it's heat.

Quickly the room gets very hot. Blood and sweat seem to boil away. It hurts so good.

channel positive healing energy 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3. 2nd of 5 today.

Nice work! Everyone gather round. That devil will burn in the blackening fires of hell,but we know another flame which is purity, light and passion for life. Feel it my friends as we gather in it's heat.

Quickly the room gets very hot. Blood and sweat seem to boil away. It hurts so good.

Very well done!

The healing fire of Sarenrae washes over all of you and whether you are wounded in body or spirit, or not at all, the fire of the goddess is a blessing that takes your breath away if only for a moment.

Brankh's eyes only:

Catila examines the crypt thoroughly finding nothing but dust and bones and bits of burial cloths in the niches and along the walls. i.e. This house is clean...

Well done folks! On to the next crypt?

Current Stats:
Alanthian Darlok – HP 10/8; AC 16; Init +6
Brankh – HP 9/9; AC 15; Init +1
Dr. Catila Eyesquint: HP 8; AC 18; Init: +3
Cole Keegan - HP 11/11; AC 17; Init +2
Saoirse Palelight – HP 11; AC 17; Init +2
Thorin – HP 11/11; AC 20; Init +0

Cole gasps as he feels the fire of Saranae wash over him, soon followed by the cooling light of his own goddess. He feels a vague sense of satisfaction with him so far and silently resolves to help the group, especially Lady Saorise, in any way possible.

Cole shrugs as he turns his attention to the next statue, "Are you ready Alanthain?" he asks, readying his sword for whatever lays inside.