Hell's Rebels Adventure Path (Inactive)

Game Master TreasureFox

Phillip gets ready to throw his dagger

So are they on the first or second level? And what do I need to roll if I want to jump on the Strix's back?

You are on the 2nd floor. The Strix is in melee with Tarnagius and Pylos on the ground, a ways off. I allowed Tarnagius to make a running leap off the roof. It would be a DC 15 Acrobatics check to ignore some of the falling damage. A successful check results in 1d6 non lethal damage, while a failed check results in 1d6 lethal and 1d6 non lethal damage.

Oh, see, I thought we were all on the 2nd floor. I wouldn't have done that if I'd known that.

Tarnagius clambers to his feet, cursing. He then lunges out at the strix with his newly-drawn knife.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Crit Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Acrobatics (keeping fingers crossed!): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

"The things I do for my friends," Kethaera muttered under her breath as she did a swan dive off the side of the building, doing a somersault in midair so she could land on the ground, right behind the Strix, swinging her sword as she came down!

She gritted her teeth as she felt the shock of hitting the ground so hard (despite landing on her feet).

Nonlethal damage from landing on feet...hard: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Falling Longsword attack: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 9

Falling Longsword damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

As Jules clambers up the ladder, Kethaera leaps off the roof gracefully and uses her momentum to make a devastating attack... at the ground.

Now that Jules is up the ladder, the Giant Raven comes in to peck him to death. It's beak comes down on his head like that of a morningstar. Jules takes 8 damage Good news though! Through utter determination, Vendalfek seizes his opportunity and successfully frees himself!

On the other side, the Strix side steps the others to finish off Pylos. She grabs him by the shoulder and runs her blade right through his stomach. Pylos instantly feels colder as his life blood starts gushing out of him. Pylos takes 3 damage and has fallen unconscious

In pure anger, Tarnagius draws his dagger and runs it right through the Strix's back in a similar manner. She screams in terror, but still does stop. "I will kill ALL OF YOU!!"

Everyone's turn, except Tarnagius who already went.

Phillip throws his dagger at the crow.
Dagger: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 191d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Jules fell unconcious from the unexpected pack.

...do I fall off the rafter?

Err yes, you do.
dmg: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7

Phillip can attempt to catch Jules with a Strength check if he wants.(1d20+Str mod). DC 10. Failure results in falling prone from being hit in the face with a halfling.

Catch halfling: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

Phillip catches him with one hand and keeps him tucked under his arm.

yay only at -3 then lol

Coughing up blood as the blade pierced his flesh, Pylos had enough time to mutter, "Got you now, crow f***er," before collapsing next to his tiefling friend. The last sight he saw before it all went dark was Tarnagius' rage-driven blade digging into the strix.

Forgot to update my HP, I'm at -1?

Stabilize me!: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14

Longsword attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Longsword damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Longsword critical confirm: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Longsword critical damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Kethaera swings her longsword, cursing under her breath that she had missed an opportunity to strike down the Strix when he had jumped off the roof.

"You know I've always admired the Strix: their wings give them a beautiful, yet fierce appearance. But you, you give them a bad name! Not to mention you just made me even madder as you kidnapped my friends, and injured them too! You got a lot to answer for!"

Cut off those wings and make a cloak of em!

Kethaera follows up with a devastating strike of her own to the Strix's wing. In a last ditch effort, the Strix points her sword at the fallen Pylos, then aims for his throat.

Tarnagius and Kethaera, you can each make an attack of opportunity as the Strix goes to make a coup-de-grace to kill Pylos.

Now that Vendalfek is free, he glides down to Phillip and Jules. "Quick! We gotta stabilize him before he bleeds out!" He dodges Phillip's dagger which lands right in the belly of the raven. It screeches and flies off.

Attacks of Opportunities first, then Strix's turn (if alive), then end of combat

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Critical Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Uh.. lesse, I think I stick my finger here.

Heal,Stabilize: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Too bad I can't cast a healing spell. :(

Longsword attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Longsword damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Kethaera swings her sword once more trying to bring the Strix down.

Although Tarnagius made a quick swipe, Kethaera fumbled. The Strix was still alive, barely, and moved to slice Pylos' throat. Just as she went in for the strike, Nisha awoke. With just a split second of time, she rolled right overtop of Pylos and took the slice to her back for him. She screamed in pain, before noticing that the Strix was also screaming. From the Strix's chest sprouted a small dagger blade, belonging to Blosodriette. The Strix collapsed onto the ground, completely lifeless.

"Don't say I never do anything for you mortals." The imp snarks.

While Phillip doesn't help stop the bleeding, Jules' fortitude naturally takes over and tricks Phillip into thinking he did the right thing.

Combat is over.

"Oh Shelyn, don't let me be too late."

Kethaera quickly used her wand to heal both Nisha and Pylos.

Wand of Cure Serious wounds: 3d8 + 2 ⇒ (2, 1, 8) + 2 = 13Pylos

Wand of Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 Pylos

Wand of Cure Serious wounds: 3d8 + 2 ⇒ (7, 8, 6) + 2 = 23 Nisha

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 checking to see if the Strix has anything else on her

Groaning quietly as the healing magic washed over him, he groggily opened his eyes to see the lovely tiefling woman on top of him. "Is this my reward in the afterlife for my good deeds, O' Cayden?" he said mostly to himself before looking around. Seeing his other companions and the ruins of the old house of worship, he added, "Guess not, though it's much appreciated none-the-less. Well, hello there, Kethaera, are you here to join us?"

Phullip hauls out Jules. We got a passed out Halfling here. Our dragon buddy is free as well.

Lea- gah! Let's get out of here. Any sign of that bird?

Stabbed the bird and it took off.

Healing: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Nisha snatches the potion and administers it to Jules. She seems to ignore Pylos, and frantically goes about making sure everyone is healed up, fussing over what need not be fussed over.

As Kethaera searches the Strix, she comes across a tiny journal. It is written in Strix.

"Heya everyone! Guess what? I'm free!!" Shouts Vendalfek as he flutters with happiness.

Yep. Almost became crow chow but your free to fly. Speaken of which, we better beat feet since we've made a whole bunch of noise.

Tarnagius removes the amulet and grabs the longbow.

Agreed. We also probably shouldn't all go in the same direction. I'll carry the runt, Phil, grab my bow, it's upstairs. Diva, you and Pylos and the witch all go to that temple you keep rambling about. We'll meet at the Nest in four hours. Stay scarce.

Phillip does so and vanishes like the wind.

Jules coughs and looks up at Nisha as she forces the golden elixir down his throat.

"Uhg, Thank you Miss. I will forever hate birds."

When Tarnagius picks him up he indignantly looks at the noble, "Mr.Vashnarstill, I am fully capable of walking on my own and arousing less suspicion."

Kethaera nodded in agreement but Suggested to the others that they quickly search the Strix's hideout for any more items that could be useful.

A bit disappointed at the lack of reaction from Nisha, the adorable woman, Pylos resolved to properly thank her for saving his life almost as the cost of his own.

Which is really what he was doing for her, now that he thought about it. Maybe the Drunken God would find that amusing...

As he turned his attention to the others, he shook his head at Kethaera's suggestion. "The sooner we get out of here, the sooner we're not caught by the authorities," he told the diva. "Come on, let's get to Songbird Hall before heading back to base.

Tarnagius, upon seeing that the halfling is capable of walking on his own, puts him back down and subconsciously wipes his hands on his legs.

Everyone off, then.

Tarnagius hoofs it in the general direction of his home, but will stop about halfway there at the nearest available archive or library he can get into and kill time reading about Kintargo's history until he goes to The Nest again.

Kethaera was a bit surprised by the others' lack of interest of checking the nest of the Strix for more items but decided that they could come back and check the place again later.

"Alright, but after things calm down I suggest we come back and check to see if there is anything important or valuable in her nest if you will. Agreed?"

Sure.

Just so you don't waste any time, I'm just going to tell you that there's nothing left in the lair that is of value or interest. ALSO, don't forget to claim the loot. All left over loot shall be claimed by the loot goblins, and they never give it back.

Blosodriette and Vendalfek follow after Pylos, Kethaera, and Nisha to the Songbird hall. They enter through the back entrance to avoid suspicion.

Most of what Tarnagius finds turns out to be blatant propaganda for Cheliax, but he does find one interesting note. The city's origins. Apparently, before the city was first created sat a Hobgoblin encampment called Yolubilis (the name of the river that runs straight through Kintargo). It was wiped out by raiders from the Land of the Linnorm Kings to the north in -260AR. Although there is no date as to when Kintargo was first settled, it is recorded that Kintargo was first recognized as a true city in 3213AR. The current year is 4715.

Where do Phillip and Jules want to go?

Still slightly indignant, Jules brushed himself off and checked over the strix's body. He removed anything left that was not medium sized gear. If left Jules will take the amulet, sails, and note if kethaera didnt take it

Then he started back towards the coffee shop disappearing into the alleys and using multiple backtracks and false trails.

Stealth: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (5) + 17 = 22

Phillip goes with Jules
Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

CRASH WHAM THUD %#&^#%^#&!

Sense Motive, My only Social Skill!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

I grabbed the Amulet and the Bow.

Ugh. Well, I guess they're both part-fiend...

Batman Whirly effect

So originally a hobgoblin encampment. I Hobgoblins are orderly, militarized. Wonder if there's written records somewhere. A place with Kintargan secrets... I'll ask the Diva later. She knows things about stuff.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

'I should probably lay off of the flirting,' Pylos thought to himself as he watched Nisha. Phantom pains from his previous injuries left him stumbling as the three made their way to Songbird Hall, his eyes wary for any signs of pursuit.

Btw, Kethaera took anything that the others didn't take.

Kethaera was glad the battle was over, but still she had to be careful of pursuit just in case.

Stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

"Hopefully we will be able to check the Red Jills' hideout once things calm down some," she said.

As they headed towards Songbird Hall, the diva happened to look at her clothes some.

Sighing a bit, she muttered to herself, "I'm going to take a bath when we get back to the coffeehouse. Maybe I'll invite my Skritt lovers to join me. I do hope they're alright."

The half-elf also wondered if any of the tieflings had decided to repent and join the faith of Shelyn. She hoped that some of them did as she knew that not everyone was completely evil. She knew that Tarnagius didn't believe in that same ideal, but still, in these times one couldn't simply just abandon all of hope.

I wonder if I can pass off the tiefling scalps as dottari.

"I would be most delighted to help scrub your back, my dear diva," Pylos said with a crooked grin. "Perhaps all of us could just bathe together. To save on water, of course."

There's nothing left in the Red Jill's lair that is of value or interest. I figured I'd rather just save you the time.

"Uhm I'm fine... thanks" stammers Nisha with a nervous look. It doesn't appear that anyone has trailed the small group, though travelling with Vendalfek tends to draw attention. Within the temple, Kethaera notices two of the Tieflings they fought, speaking with a cleric of Shelyn.

Eventually everyone returns to the Wasp Nest (although each person has to cross the bridge, requiring 1cp (pinch). The Skritt are all present and accounted for, Rexus is still struggling with the translations (and there is a cup of cold coffee next to him). Laria has closed up shop, but saved some beef and barley stew and a collection of pastries for everyone.

Is there anything you would like to do or say before bed?

Tarnagius wanders in later than the rest. Says his hellos and drops at an unoccupied table. He immediately puts the amulet on the table and slides i toward the far end, laying the broken bow out in front of him.

I'll spend the next few days work on fixing up this bow. Anybody got a way to find out what's going on with this amulet? Laria, you don't happen to have any tools sitting about, do you?

Phillip comes in and settles at a table, getting a good bowl of stew for himself.

Kethaera smirked at Pylos's comment, replying, "I don't think Tarnagius would like that idea Pylos. At the moment, I think we should worry about helping others in the city."

At the sight of seeing two of the tieflings at the temple, the diva smiled.

"It's good to see at least two of them turning over a new leaf. I had hoped more would have but at least some of them did. It's good to give others a chance to see how beautiful being good is."

When they got back at the Wasp Nest, Kethaera was happy to see the Skritts. She kissed both of her ratfolk lovers, asking them to join her for a bath.

"Maybe later, we can do some...late night intimacy," the half-elf said with a wink at her two lovers.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 Amulet

Tarnagius snorts quietly at Kethaera's actions.

Must you?! Really, must you?! This is against everything decent.

Must get some cats for the place. Keep the rats out.

"Alas, that rugged man shall be death of me," Pylos told Kethaera upon her rejection.

When they got back to the base, however, Pylos was quick to head off to an empty room on his own. "What in the Hells is wrong with you, Thrune!" he harshly whispered to himself as he paced back and forth. "All those fancy tutors, your devotion to Cayden, everything you hold as decent in this world, and you need the one you just rescued to save your life?! Your mother would be laughing at you if she were to know! A rather pathetic showing, don't you think?" Shaking his head, he glanced up and looked around the empty room. "And when you regain consciousness, the first thing you do is give the poor woman a damn pick-up line?! What were you thinking? Gods above and below, you need someone to smack you back in line! Get out there and do things properly!"

Walking back out, with a strained smile on his face, he made his way straight to Nisha and sat down next to her. "Nisha, I would like to deeply apologize for putting you in harms way with that gang. I should have found a way to keep you away from there, and I definitely shouldn't have let you try to sacrifice yourself for me. If I had been better, you would have never been hurt. I promise, I will do better to keep you and the others safe."

Kethaera was beside herself.

She pulled Pylos aside away from Tarnagius and asked the former Thrune, "What is Tarnagius's problem? He's always acting well disgusted with our ratfolk friends. Is he a racist bigot? I mean I know that some people can't stand them but well his actions remind me too much of my mother. And I don't care for it one bit."