[Homebrew] Ashtun Slumbers [Closed]

Game Master Shadowsaint

"Well, no time like the present I suppose. I needed to get a move on anyway," said Caliban, hefting his crowbar onto his shoulder and striding forward to pry up the loose boards again.

Perception into the hole:

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

It looks just like you left it, sandy, with red brick walls. It is about six feet tall and four feet wide. Some chillweed grows from the cracks in the brick. It is a couple hundred feet long

Yogort also looks down the hole to see whats there and if its the same thing that her new friend sees then see is going to start going down the hole. Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19 Climb: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Kyle, trusting of his new friends, but wary of potential guards/conflict, decides to stealth once past the tunnel known to Caliban. Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

Save vs Hot AF:

Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Caliban draws his Morningstar and pressed his ear to the door, to see if he can hear anything behind it that might give them a clue as to what to expect:

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

As the party approaches the end of the hallway they get to a wooden door. The sound of mooing grows louder and seems to be coming from nearby, but not right outside the door. No light creeps around the doorframe except dim light from chillweed.

I think there might be cows up ahead!

"Very astute observation, orc I may or may not be attracted to (tbd)!

Anyone else need to prep before we get down and dirty with whatever is behind this door?"

I just need god to tell me if its ok to use the weapon I have selected and then I will be all good.

"Oh great, another zealot..."

Well, well sit here until you feel like you 'god' has answered you, then we'll get on our way..." [cough cough max]

Caliban opens the door

Yogort looks in her book to see what the best course of action would be so they don't get sued.

Caliban pushes the door open lightly. Looking back the way you came the door is well hidden in the back corner of the room, and painted over to resemble the sandstone walls. Inside it is still quite dark, but the room appears lined with wooden shelving. Bags of fertilizer, feed, trowels and other tools sit on the shelves.

Another door can be made out in the darkness across the way, and an unlit torch sits in a sconce beside it.

Yogort's law book talks about breaking and entering being illegal.

S!%! I knew it! well nothing we find in here can be used in a court of law. but I will do a perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 to see if there is anything in here that can lead us to Kyle's quest.

Kyle with his rapier ready follows behind the group, stepping quietly. Kyle investigates the room for any clues perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27. If none he continues to the next door and listens.

Caliban puts a trowel in one of his many pockets, puts the shovel into his pack, and snaps the head off of a rake to make a makeshift walking stick.

He waits for the one who sang to him to give them the all clear.

"So, are there names I should call you two by?"

"Yeah, sorry things were a little heated back there for formalities. You can call me Kyle. How about yourself, champ?"

My name is Yogort Chomp! Nice to meet you very tall person.

"Caliban. Nice to meet you, Kyle and...... Yogurt?"

Caliban begins searching the rest of the room for anything else of value.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

And puts some fertilizer into his alchemists kit to restock on bomb making materiel.

Nothing of real value stored here other than to those working the land (cave?). Behind the door the moos sound louder, but still slightly muffled. There is a draft coming through up and out the door you came in through.

Ok then yogort is going to walk towards the draft.

CAliban is going to follow Yogort towards adventure, and watch dat sweet booty, and question his sexuality some more.

Curious as to the mooing, Kyle will slowly open the door and stealth out, after signaling to Caliban and Yogort.
stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

You enter into another dimly lit hallway. The mooing is very loud coming from a door on your left. That is the only door in this area. Down the hallway to the right You can see there is a slight crack in the wall just tight enough for each of you to fit single file.

Yogort thinks that she should go first followed by Kyle then Caliban ready to throw a bomb or two over us if we get into a jam.

"I think I can manage that. Which way are we heading, Yogort?"

Through the crack my good friend!

"Hmmm well if the crack is the only way out of here, shouldn't we check the mooing before we leave?"

Kyle, a little curious, is going to sneak a peak into the door on the left where the moos are coming from Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

On the other side of the door, through some slats in the patchwork wooden door, Kyle can see a couple dozen bovines roaming and munching at chillweed hanging from the low lying ceiling. A couple yards away stand two figures, one wearing a pair of overalls with a shovel slung over his shoulders, and a second one in nicer work clothes. They are both short, small creatures.

They are speaking

Shovel Guy "A shame it got Bessie, whatever did it. She was a good milking cow. Never put up a fuss."

Nicer Guy "'Tis. I have a poster up outside but ain't no one seemed interested yet besides Nilee. She's rearin' to go check it out, might just send her in on her own if no one else takes an interest, if'n she'll go."

Shovel Guy"Huh. Any idea whats in there?"

Nicer Guy"No clue, somethin' big that's for sure if'n it got teeth that big. An somethin' wasn't right 'bout the body. I'd stay back towards the front working till this is sorted out."

Shovel Guy"Right, thanks boss."

With that the two separate and head away from the door.

"Did either of you see a sign anywhere talking about this? I've kind of been dodging about for a while, I might have missed it.

We'd probably get a decent reward taking on something that dangerous for these guys, if they're willing to put up signs for it."

Kyle did in fact hear tell of the local farmers looking for adventurers for some reason. However there no other specifics.

well if people and animals are in danger We should help Yogorts all for helping the people she has to do on pro-bono case a year anyway.

"Im not sure a out 'Pro Bono,' but I'll be more than willing to take your share of the pay. So... you know... you can write it off.

"So do we just come out of the door and say were here for the adventure request? We're probably in some poor farmers house right now. Probably not a good impression to just appear out of nowhere like this..."

"Well, we could just say we found a flier and some cow-folk sent us this way? A 'moo'ving experience, wouldn't you say?"

"Also, I'm not much for 'pro-bono' work, I'm more of a... freelance worker myself"

"Some cow folk sent us through a secret passage into their house? That's not suspicious at all..."

We should walk out and tell the truth, people respond well to the truth. we came in through a secret path we found looking for a holy thing for Kyle and we happened to over hear your conversation and wanted to help.

Presuming you back track and head to the front door of the cave, you find that it is locked. The rattling announces your presence and a small slit opens up halfway down the door, and a pair of halflings eyes look up at you.

Next to the door is a large sign with the text reading 'Adventurers wanted, 50 gold reward for killing monster harrasing farm' in sloppy white paint. It has a stick figure of a soldier fighting a large amorphous monster of unknown make (due to poor artistic ability) in the center.

Howdy, what can we we be doing ya for?

Caliban whispers into Kyle's ear; "You should probably do the talking here. You strike me as excessively charming, maybe we can wring more than 50 measly gold out of them. Surely they value the lives of their fellow farmers more than just a couple months salary."

"Hello there, we have come to accept the lead written request on the wall there. All we really need to know is where this monster is. We've heard the stories of this monster, but you see, we happen to be a little over qualified for job so we are going to need at least 210 gold if you want this done right. I'm positive that in the long run the investment of our aid will save you gold, because we will save you ducats of destruction in the future." Diplomacy: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (18) + 18 = 36

Oi, good thing too, we were getting restless in here I'll tell ya what. Rightie, I'll take you down to the boss. Not much'n I can do 'bout the price, I ain't got the gold meself. You'll have to talk to Carv' boutique that's. If'n ya don't mind ill take ya to him.

He opens up the rest of the door and you fit inside alright. This part of the cavern has been dug for taller folks, but the main cow area you saw earlier looked like a bit of a squeeze for medium sized creatures.

"Perfect, we will gladly go see Carv' boutique. I shall follow your lead."

Assuming you follow him you, you wind through a short stint of cave with all manner of halflings going about their day. You see some carrying wheelbarrows of chillweed, others full of mushroom. You pass a couple rooms that look like a distillery, another a small workshop. The farm seems to be its own little underground ecosystem.

You get to an Era that appears more residential, you see children running about, mostly halflings but some humans and half elves, and you take the first door there into an office. At a desk sits a half elf, muttering to himself scribbling down on paper.

Boss these here folks are lookin' to get inta the cave out back and take care of o' our monster problem. They seem real confident, and I think they deserve more'n just the 50, what with three o' em and all.

*Kyle defers to let the half elf speak to the fair Halfling before speaking. Kyle never speaks out of turn*

The half elf looks up and nods to the halflings. Thank you Billy, that will be all. Billy waddles off and the half elf looks up and studies you through a pair of glasses.

And thank you fellows for volunteering to take care of our problem. My name is Dengal Carver, my family has run this farm for as many generations back as the Scribes can remember, and that is saying something. I presume you have heard about the monster. Recently a sandspout to the south shook the area and opened a crack in the wall out behind the pen. Something came out and killed one of our cows. Big fangs, and some kind of green poison. That's all we know.

If you are willing to take on whatever is in that cave, I can offer you 50 gold each, sadly that's about all we can afford. There is a local woman who would like to come along as well, Nilee. You seem better fit to take on the danger than her by herself, so it is up to you if you take her along, though she won't like being left out.

"Well we graciously accept the generous offer, Dengal. And Unless my comrades have reason otherwise, we will gladly work with Nilee, for the extra person should only expedite the process. We hope to keep your farm running for as long as the scribes will remember."

Dengal slowly rises, he looks to be adult half elf but the strain of work has drained him a bit. He grabs a cane from the shelves behind him and walks you to the door. The cow pen is nearby, and you have to chrouch a bit in the low ceiling of that part of the cave, but it opens back up in the hallway where you were previously. The crack in the wall sits in the back of the cave, a slight whistle eminating from it as a draft spills out.

A human woman is sitting on the ground strumming a small string instrument. She is wearing a cowhide leather outfit, and has short brown hair. She stands quickly as you approach.

By Kotu's song you sure take you're time don'tcha? Alright names Nilee Nubelle, daughter of Noelle Nubelle, Head SongSpirit of Jubill, fifth cousin of prince Juball Jubelle of Jubill.

She seems to run out of air she recited this from memory, and one of the other farm hands seem to mock her and talk along, implying they have all heard this many times before.

Oh quit it Chandran. We off into the cave or what?

One last note Dengal says The body of the cow we found was acting strange. It didn't seem cast a shadow, and when we brought it out the barn, the sun seemed to boil it. That's about all we know.