Insane Season 5-6 Run (Inactive)

Game Master ScorchedOne

The gillman reads Drea's missive, but does not appear necessarily open to a conversation.

Drea and Mivvy may coordinate a Diplomacy check between them.

Drea looks back at the Taldane swashbuckler, their quill poised over the sheet of journal paper, prepared to write down what Mivvy suggests so as to augment a communication with the deaf gillman.

Aid Another Diplomacy: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (20) + 0 = 20

Well, damn. A massive +2 to your Diplomacy check, Mivvy.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

[dice=diplomacy]1d20+3

+2 from Drea's Aid Another.

Mivvy gabbles out an attempt at friendliness, "So, it's nice to meet you. This is nice, isn't it."

hoping for a dc10 diplomacy target...

Yeaaah, that 20 might have been better than a 10.

The gillman doesn't seem perturbed by your attempts at engaging him in conversation, neither does he seem overly interested in what you have to say.

Drea stares impassively at Mivvy. "That wasn't as effective a charismatic opening as we could have hoped for, wasn't it?" They look at the others from the pool expectantly.

"Would another of our band like to attempt to engage this gentleman in conversation so that we might learn something of this chamber? I can translate." Drea motions with their inkpen.

Diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0
"At this point, I'd say our friend here is either very daft or just stubborn as amule. We'd have better luck getting blood out of a turnip than some info from this blockhead- Drea, you aren't writing this, are you?"

Virog crouches down in front of the gillman, waves and grins his yellow-toothed grin. "It fig'res that we come all this way and the one guy we find can't seem to talk. Right shame. I really wanted to know what was going on around here too. What with the Aroden stuff 'n all."

He'll pull out his own inkpen, scribble a few words about trying to figure out what's going on in the cave and maybe the gillman might know what was going on here during the last full moon, because one of our friends saw and was rather curious about it, but he'll get it wet trying to pass it over, smudging all of the ink to a point of near illegibility.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

This seems like a fruitless pursuit, your efforts would be better directed elsewhere. There are still two paths to consider.

The sylph slowly wades out of the pool, putting their ink, quill, and paper away.

"It would seem that his reverie can not be disturbed," Drea offers. "I have regrets, my friends."

They wordlessly shoulder their pack and head towards the paired exits to the chamber, briefly touching their fingers over the ancient walls (while avoiding any fragile carvings). Drea concentrates at the exit points, trying to determine which way to explore first.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

They have a hard time paying attention, turning back to the gillman a few times as if to try again.

"Oh, maybe he's like a sage, right?" Memory illuminates Mivvy's face, "I met this guy once, he was like a mystic or something and he never spoke because he was really spiritual and kind of beyond using language. I bet, if you waited here for days, just meditating and looking at the carvings, he'd eventually say one thing and it would be so totally profound."

As she babbles, Mivvy heads down the Eastern tunnel.
perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Oh, by Calistria's sting, what was wrong with that guy? Tallk about rude!

Virog shrugs and starts wading out of the pool. "'s a right shame to 'ave come all this way and find the one guy who can't say nothin' to us 'bout it. You'd have figgered that he'd have acknowledged us or something, at least. Ah, we can't very well make him tell us nuthin', that goes against the charter, now doesn't it?"

He pauses, dripping wet, at the water's edge, and furrows his brow. "It does, doesn't it?"

Mivvy calls back, "Explore, report, co-operate... after that I'm afraid it's all a bit of a blur. Who has time for all that reading?"

Drea does not reply to Virog's question, but moves forward to the eastern exit.

Virog chuckles softly to himself as he follows along down the eastern tunnel, water squelching out of his shoes. "Ig'nance of the contract don't excuse the contract. I'll not be breakin' my charter, no sir."

The cave’s damp air becomes increasingly stale as the you continue down through this tunnel, and as you approach this area, the stench of decay grows increasingly evident.

The passage turns to the east and opens into a small cavern littered with bits of broken glass, rotting pieces of paper, and other unusable detritus. The body of a male dhampir lies facedown toward the back of the cavern.

There are also some other denizens of these caverns, which will require... AN INITIATIVE CHECK!

initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Initiative: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (16) - 2 = 14

Saya takes one last look at the enigmatic gillman, before following the others down the passage.

Initiative: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Bad Guys
Drea
Virog
Mivvy
Shaya
Saya

A number of skeletons come lumbering out of the darkness at you, prepared to slice at you with old, broken weapons or their bony claws. One swings his sword at Virog, but the rest seem content to lumber about aimlessly.

Attack: 1d20 ⇒ 11
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

The sword cuts the unsuspecting Virog, though not with very much force.

All may now go. You see four skeletons.

Mivvy moves to defend her ally will set up flanking of possible

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
piercing damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Virog will 5' step back, draw his crossbow, and load it. "I rilly should be keepin' this awful thing drawn in hostile areas, I think."

Knowledge(religion) to know things about skeletons: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

There's a map up, and Virog appears to have moved himself back. At least I hope it's Virog moving himself. Virog knows these are skeletons, they look mostly human, almost like your friend from outside. You may ask two additional questions.

Yeah, that was indeed me adjusting my location for my 5' step.

Do they have any special defenses? Or Special attacks?

DR 5/bludgeoning and no.

Drea draws their greatsword and concentrates, stirring the air around them. Additionally, the sylph places their hand on their suit of armor, causing faded runes in the breastplate to glow blue.

"The echoes of history reside here. Some were not meant to be," Drea intones.

PRD reference Standard action to use base focus power on weapon (+1 enhancement), granting resonant power to STR score (+2). Swift action to use base focus power on armor (+1 AC enchantment), granting resonant power through a further standard action to defences (-2hp damage). Duration x 1 minute. 2 mental focus points used.

Says surges forward, her bow left propped against the wall, a foot striking out at the nearest skeleton...

Unarmed Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Saya strikes a skeleton, which seems to take full damage from the strike, before lashing back out at her with sword and claw!

sword: 1d20 ⇒ 17
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3
claw: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (8) - 2 = 6

It scores a hit, some of its allies come up for assistance.

Heroes' turns.

Mivvy swings again for the closest foe.
attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
piercing damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Drea glides past Shaya and Virog to reach the lead undead monster.

3 squares of movement through friendly spaces - Shaya and Virog - to enter melee with lead skeleton. Attack.

"Back to the dust from whence you came," they intone.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Slashing damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (5, 3) + 5 = 13

1/10 rounds mental focus duration

1d20 - 10 ⇒ (12) - 10 = 2 accounting for cover and melee

Virog attempts to line up a shot against the skeleton in front, cringes as the shot goes incredibly wild, and reloads.

Nothing I can do, pass my turn.

Shaya tries to rise to her toes to see what the others are doing. "What are you fighting? Are those undead? Why should there be undead here?"

Waiting on a Saya.

Ooops , sorry :)

Saya jumps toward the nearest skeleton, her hand a knife edge cutting the air...

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Saya downs another skeleton, their numbers dwindling. So of course the remaining two swarm the poor monk! Except they can't, what with it being rather a bottleneck. So they advance on her, and the one in front tries desperately to hit her.

Sword: 1d20 ⇒ 5
Claw: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11

It tries, but it fails monumentally.

You're up, group!

Drea squeezes into the south end of the bottleneck, chopping downward at the lead skeleton with a savage blow.

5 foot step. Attack.

"Return to rest in time memorium," they grunt.

Slashing Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 142d6 + 5 ⇒ (5, 3) + 5 = 13

2/10 rounds mental focus duration

Says ducks under the skeletons clumsy strike, the heel of her right hand coming up to strike it's solar plexus...

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Virog takes another shot with his crossbow... and misses wildly.

1d20 - 10 ⇒ (13) - 10 = 3 accounting for melee and cover

Shaking the pain out of his fingers, he winds the crossbow again and reloads.

Increasingly frustrated, I lunge again for the nearest foe.

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
piercing damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Mivvy strikes a foe but finds her efforts entirely ineffectual. The monsters wait patiently for Shaya Memaru's actions, knowing that soon will be their time to strike at the party of vicious adventurers who have intruded upon their dwelling place.

"What is happening? I can't see anything!" Shaya jumps up and down, trying to see over her companions.
Again out of reach, again pass turn.

I wonder if anyone, like maybe Virog, could help Mivvy figure out how to fight these things.

The skeleton, having been brutally assaulted by Mivvy, strikes back at her, dropping its sword and opting simply to strike out with its claws.

Claw: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Claw: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

"Beat 'em wit summat blunt! Break their brittle bones!" Sorry, didn't realize that I didn't share

1d20 - 10 ⇒ (16) - 10 = 6

Virog will take another shot with his crossbow and reload after it seemingly inevitably goes wild.

Drea focuses on chopping downward with their greatsword again.

"Dull and heavy weigh the stones of time," the sylph utters monotonously.

Slashing Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 52d6 + 5 ⇒ (1, 1) + 5 = 7

Drea's blade catches the side of the cavern wall, deflecting completely wide of the skeleton and dangerously close to the monk.

"...where they fall, none may know," they continue with a hint of humour.

3/10 rounds mental focus duration

Saya briefly looks down at her hands, thinking Blunt enough I think...

She then strikes out at the skeleton...

attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Wounded, and wandering where she might find a club, Mivvy tries to create an opening for the monk's fists.
aid another, Saya's next attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17