Its "A" Dungeon, Too: The Second Chance (Inactive)

Game Master Terquem

Day 6, turn 122, approximate time of day 8:10 pm (turn 3 of 6) The Dungeon is in Darkness

Once again Tofutee’s quick mind comes up with a cunning plan to open the portcullis with ease, only she once again overlooks one tiny flaw.
The tool, (now a pulley) and Larg, holding the rope, are going to be on the wrong side of the Portcullis if it is allowed to close after the party is through, so.

Holding the rope with everything he’s got, Larg waits while someone hammers a few spikes into the raised Portcullis where it slides down the sections of the wall it is attached to. Once the Portcullis is secured in the open position*, Larg removes the pulley and joins the others in the narrow passageway.

Just after the first thirty feet of Passageway, a pair of slender columns, on the right side wall, indicate the presence of yet another chamber ahead. The passageway continues past these columns into the darkness.

Misty coninues to watch, wondering what will become of the extra-sticky rope. "I guess we can take it as a sign, if we find another, that we should leave. My inner goddess is informing me something amazing will happen if we leave and rest, but I'm in no hurry to do so."

Tofutee eyes her trusty rope soiled so efficiently, looking to it and back to the bubble lady. "Right, you don't get to handle important documents, fancy art crap or the group snack." the bacon scented one says sadly as she slices the soiled chunk of rope away from the rest coiling the clean rope back into a spool and tying the syrup soaked portion into a knot leaving the impromptu flail on her belt mostly out of the way. "Not really sure what I'm gonna do with that but lets see what happens. So, same pattern as last time? I go see what lies beyond the gate, tell you whats up and we go custard it from there?" The pale rogue asks as she tightens her various tools and straps ensuring everything is quiet as it can be.

Assuming this is desired.
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (5) + 14 = 19 +2 if Noise is what would give me away.
Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10+4 for traps.

EDIT: Well.. I'm betting something is about to find me.

"I like custard." Misty acknowledges, watching as Tofutee marches off, seemingly lost in thought regarding how long her sugar-glazed plant-matter will last her.

"Custard, huh. Just something else to get things sticky I think." Bud then watches Tofutee as she explores not wanting to miss the entertainment when she gets attacked.

Day 6, turn 122, approximate time of day 8:10 pm (turn 3 of 6)The Dungeon is in Darkness

Tofutee sneaks forward to peek around the columns of the next chamber

Stealthy Vermin and their Stealthy Vermin friends: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

She looks into the chamber and sees...

"Hopefully whatever in here isn't made of bones or is a hag. I'd bet the custard making fingers are getting itchy, right Horns?" The now Glazed bacon scented female replies as she starts heading down the tunnel, catching her foot on what was clearly an imp sized push broom and not a rock. She teeters on one foot for two steps before settling back.
"Definitely meant to do that. Old acquisitions luck dance." She states with only a small strain to her voice
"Yep.. a dance. For luck. Oftogoscoutnowby."
And the pale trapspringer moves with the speed of the socially embarrassed leaving a bacon scented outline behind.

Huh, thats what I get for making half a post and going to make something to eat before coming back to finish. The second half

Tofutee comes back a moment later with a incautious air to her motions. "Kay, nothing's in there but a statue of a fat guy chef. It might be cursed or haunted or something but nothing else there."

Misty tilts her head, as the trapspringer sprints off. "I don't think she's going to be very well hidden." Misty acknowledges. But shrugs. "She knows her job better than I do."

After being assured that there is nothing dangerous in the room, Bud walks in and starts to examine the statue. "Hmm. Not sure I recognize him. Does anyone?" While waiting for an answer he casts detect magic and looks around the room, studying anything that is magical.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

My custard making fingers are always itchy.

Larg follows in after Bud

Is there anything on said platter?

Day 6, turn 122, approximate time of day 8:10 pm (turn 3 of 6)The Dungeon is in Darkness

When Bud, and Larg enter the chamber they take a quick look around

Then suddenly huge centipedes begin to drop from the ceiling all over Bud and Larg

Surprise round! Bud and Larg are each attacked once, by a Centipede, though eight of them fall from the ceiling

Bite Versus Bud: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Bite versus Larg: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

The two shake and shudder as they feel giant insects fall on them from the ceiling and this helps them avoid being bitten as the bugs roll off of them onto the floor around them

Roll Initiative!

Initiative Centipede Style: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

initiative Tofutee style!: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Tofutee seems to stop for a moment before swooning "Awww would ya look at that, centipedes. That one trying to mate with Old guy's face looks just like Grilfen back home. And that one over there has such nice coloration. Too bad they are already grown, its a pain to train them not to bite furniture or guests unless you start young." Unfortunately the fervor of her 'Squee' makes it take a moment before she can control herself.
"When the heck did those get there?" The baconling asks as her urges to pet the centipedes die down.

Once actions have been taken.
"Its a shame to have to kill them but they look pretty juicy and I was hoping for a midnight snack. The bacon scented female states as she moves into the room to set herself up in a good position to attack. Lunging forward with a maw of razor sharp teeth.
acrobatics: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27 to get into flanking if possible
Chomp: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 151d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 If flanking Attack roll =20 damage =8

Initiative Dew Style?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Misty takes her time making her way down the corridor, before looking to Tofutee. "Centipedes? Like, one-hundred pedes? That's crazy!" Misty remains reactionary!

Initiative Brew Style: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

"You SAID it was safe in here! Disgusting! And you want to eat them?!?!? Here I'll prepare one for you."

He then unleashes a bolt of acid at the one that attacked him, burning it in acid and making it's legs curl up in under it.

"Bon Appetit!"

Acid Jet: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1) + 4 = 8

Tofutee blinks at the others reactions "They're just centipedes..." Though she in turn gives the mage a look of disgust as his spell damages the insect "Jeeze Geezer, all your tastebuds must have fallen off along with the brain cells relating to stuff like common sense or hygiene. Don't ya know Acid just melts things into a disgusting soup? They taste terrible like that plus I didn't bring my acid proof straw with me anyway."

Init: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Larg with imeadiately launch into a flurry of steel at the centipedes around him

Longsword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 211d8 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Shield: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 111d6 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Gore: 1d20 ⇒ 161d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Initiative, Buu Style: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Praink pulls a bone out of his belt pouch and starts muttering. The bone begins orbiting his head.

casting defending bone.

Holding action til the opportunity to heal something's face occurs!

Day 6, turn 122, approximate time of day 8:10 pm (turn 3 of 6)[/ooc]The Dungeon is in Darkness[/ooc]

Round 1…

Larg strikes out with sword, shield, and horn and pulverizes one of the centipedes.

Bud launches a magical attack and a stream of acid flies through the air and strikes another centipede turning it into goo.

Centipede Attack (Yel) vs Larg 1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Centipede Attack (Blu) vs Larg 2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Centipede Attack (Red) vs Larg 3: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Centipede Attack (Pur) vs Bud 1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Centipede Attack (Pnk) vs Bud 2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Possible Crit on Larg: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

A centipede latches its mandibles onto Larg’s leg and bites hard
Damage from Bite: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

While another gets hold of Bud
Damage from Bite: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Larg must make a Fortitude Save, DC 13 each round starting in round 1, for six rounds. Each failure will cause him to suffer d3 dexterity damage. But Bud seems to not take notice of the poison

Prank enchants a defense magical bone, while Misty keeps an eye on Larg.

Finally Tofutee comes tumbling into the chamber and when she comes to a stop, she is right on a centipede and bites it in half.

Round 2 starts now

Misty watches the fight with rapt interest, waiting for them to crush the bugs so she could head in and heal. There were far too many rainbow-based critters to try to not heal them. "Kill em, and I'll do the healy thing!"

Tofutee takes the time to give her victim chew before locking onto the next one. "Huh, tastes like that one got into a drum of sour cream and raw ginger gummy bears. Spicy."
tofutee would 5 foot step into flank with any of the remaining centipedes after Bud/Larg bash on them.
Chomp: 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (11) + 8 - 1 = 181d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Flanking = 23/7 hit/damage
Slam: 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 8 - 1 = 161d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 flanking = 21/7 hit/damage
Slam: 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 8 - 1 = 91d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 [/ooc] flanking = 14/7 hit/damage[/ooc]
As I will be acting later in the round I'm unsure how many Cenitpedes I can reach flanking with in 5ft of me. So I'm just rolling the attacks without and adding the numbers up in case there is a chance of it. VO rogue also gets sneak attack on any negative effect so Sickened/blinded/intmidated or whatever also triggers those numbers.

"Hey bubbly one a little help smashing these would be good! OW! That hurt vermin! Take this!" Bud steps back from the two on him and unleashes another jet of acid. He then readies his longspear.

"Darn it! You moved! Hey! Suddenly I have a craving for a hamburger with two patties, three pieces of bread, and an orange dressing on it. No offense Larg. Oh and don't for get the cheese."

Acid Jet: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 6) + 4 = 16

Larg let's out a yell of fury at the centipedes CUSSTTAAAAARD

Longsword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 201d8 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11]
Shield: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 211d6 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10]
Gore: 1d20 ⇒ 111d6 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Fort: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Misty acknowledges Bud's request by moving up to provide flanking, brandishing, but continuing to not use the morningstar she carries. Or Javelins. "If I hit them, I lose points for my card! I didn't even notice the fine print until after!"

Day 6, turn 122, approximate time of day 8:10 pm (turn 3 of 6)The Dungeon is in Darkness

Round 2…

Larg whips out an apron and chef’s hat, from where no one knows, and slaps them in place faster than the eye can see, his arms a blur, first they are holding weapons, then he is putting on the garb and then the weapons are there again

How does he do that…

He is a machine of destruction, like a professional food processor of some kind. With a swipe of his sword he cleaves a centipede in two, then with a slam from his shield he squashes another.

Bud aims another jet stream of sizzling acid, but this time he aims too high.

Centipede attacks

Centipede Attack (Org) vs Tofutee: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Centipede Attack (Pur) vs Bud: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Centipede Attack (Pnk) vs Bud: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Tofutee is bitten, and so is Bud

Damage to Tofutee: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3
Damage to Bud: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

After the bug bites Tofutee bites the bug, and another centipede dies

Healing: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3

Misty will wait until either the centerpieces are about to attack or are already squashed before healing.

Misty begins flailing around a little, before a pulse of... What can only be a sugar high... surges through her allies. Significantly less effective than any Real Healing would be... but it heals, all the same. "The power of Caffeine compels you! All allies heal 3 and are cured of the fatigued condition... If they have it.

Bud steps back again, removes his hand from the longspear and throws and icy ball at Centipede (Pnk) and then grabs the longspear again.

Ray of Frost: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13 Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

"Take that! I'll put you on ice for Tofutee here!"

After last rounds step and this rounds I should be in the square SE of Tofutee.

Tofutee swears as the Centipede rips a chunk out of her before making a meal of the creature herself. Its chitin crunching as the plant woman looks at the wound on her arm. "Ow! stupid ferals don't even know how to play right, serves 'em that they get to be dinner.
Then the water lady summons her power and Tofutee vibrates slightly and her flesh knits in a strangely sped up dance of fibers knitting. The scent of bacon obvious in the air. Tofutee looks at the newly repaired flesh and nods to the liquid one.
WowIfeellikeIjustlostaweekofmylifetimesoooweird." The plant woman chatters in a nearly echoing speech pattern as the words catch up to the recipients brain. She cocks her head to one side and chews thoughtfully on a chunk of centipede before seeming to lose interest and focus on a the chef statue's nose. With a jerking motion she focuses back on the centipedes realizing she still has things to do.
"Isthiswhatgnomesfeellikeallthetime?Eh,whateverFROMHELLSHEARTISTABATTHEE!"
With that Tofutee advances on the remaining centipedes with a ravenous look in her eyes
CRUNCH!: 1d20 + 8 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 8 - 1 + 2 = 111d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Alive or dead Tofutee's action to attack the centipedes remain the same. I'm thinking caffeine makes Tofutee hungry. With Larg before me I put even odds on them all being dead before my turn rolls around. Praink could easily kill the one Bud just weakened as well.

EDIT: Hrmm, well at least it wasn't a nat1. Also tofutee charged assuming something like a centipede wouldn't be able to get out of the way so her AC is 18 until the end of the round.

Rinse and Repeat.

Longsword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 231d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Shield: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 201d6 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Gore: 1d20 ⇒ 11d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Praink stretches out his finger, and a glob of acid shoots out towards the centipede in front of him.

ranged touch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22 acid damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3

casting acid splash

Day 6, turn 122, approximate time of day 8:10 pm (turn 3 of 6)The Dungeon is in Darkness

Round 2, wrap up

Praink lets fly a missile of acid, and another Centipede sizzles, but does not die immediately.

Misty Channels a burst of energy

Does Bud Take damage? Or is he selectively left out of the healing?

Bud feels a wave of fatigue sweep over him as if he is assaulted by too much of a sugary drink

And Tofutee tears into another one of the bugs, but finds her teeth biting into a hard shell instead of the soft underbelly of one of the bugs.

Round 3…

Larg swings his sword in a wide arc and splits another bug in half, and then smashes the sizzling bug attacked by Praink with his shield and the battle is over.

Bud steps a bit to the side and aims a bolt of acid at one of the bugs that is still quivering, and freezes it in place with an icy magical attack, for good measure.

Battle is over

Now that Praink has advanced a bit into the room, he sees the statue toward the west wall

"It would be advisable for everyone to maintain their current spatial coordinates momentarily while I attempt to discern exactly the function of this statue. It is immensely powerful, and immensely dangerous. I definitely don't need any distractions, and--if only because the continuation of your biological functions increases the probability of the same result in my own case--I would hate for any harm to come to any of you as a result of your demonstrable ignorance."

I'll concentrate on it for the full three rounds, per detect magic, and the following are my Knowledge (arcana) check for the school(s) of the aura and the artifact's properties, should those be required.

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25 Spellcraft: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

When you channel to heal, you don't harm undead. I find this really, really stupid, but it's still a thing! Also, Misty's archetype makes it so that she actually -can't- channel to harm! So he's safe, either way. He may still feel snubbed though. She would selectively leave out the larva!

"Wooh! That was awesome! Anyone else feel like doing jumping jacks now!?"

How much did I heal each of you guys for, I gots-ta-keep it in my tally!

"Do you like your bugs on ice Tofutee? Will that save it for later maybe?, Bud says slightly sarcastically.

He then casts detect magic and says "I'll stay here and see what I can see."

Especially if he sets it off.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
Kn: Arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

"Thanks but I just had two of em' I'm fine Plus the rest are likely claimed by Horn's for his ancient custard rituals. Though perhaps later i'll be hungry for some pickled sourpuss. Still don't get why you don't like Centipedes though, great pets and food sources." The Plant replies with a small amount of humor.
"So has your magic Hoodoo told you anything about this statue? If not I'll get the straws ready so we can pick who gets to touch it." Tofutee asks with an eye to the item in question.

Day 6, turn 122, approximate time of day 8:10 pm (turn 3 of 6)The Dungeon is in Darkness

Praink is immediately suspicious of the peculiar statue, and as he examines it he learns a little about its nature

Seeing Praink eyeballing the statue from a safe distance, Bud decides it is safe to at least look at it, but he does not touch it either

Misty begins humming the Jeopardy theme as she waits for the arcane folks to do their thing.

After a bit, she tilts her head. "You guys need help?"

Bud looks back at Misty and stage whispers, "I'm waiting to see if the fool, I mean, our genius wizard touches the statue. Shh!" He then gives her a big grin, missing a few teeth.

"Oh, I won't be assisting my own discorpreation in that manner. However, I suggest you touch it, since it's clear you're already dead. What could it do to you?"

"But he -isn't dead-. If he touches that and gets drained more and becomes a Wight or vampire or something, that's on -your- head."

"Now you're speaking nonsensically. You're clearly not Wight on the head.

"So's your face." she snaps back immediately.

"If any of them are still alive we could huck a centipede at it and sees what it does. They count as alive right?" the plant woman suggests blandly " Lich way we choose to to spring what is of corpse a trap we should act soon. It would be dangerous to Dargur our feet here."
I figure one of them might not have hit -10 yet.

"And now she wants to make vampiric centipedes." Misty sighs.

"I believe the colloquial maxim for this occasion is, 'that would suck.'"

Misty immediately goes through a bout of paranoia, looking all around herself, and below herself, above herself, and then finally casting light on a javelin and throwing it back down the hall they'd come up, so she could see further. Aside from the glub that summons the javelin's light, she seems to be muttering something.

" I'd say that with the custarding Horns already gave them that see him looming over them would 'rekill any risen squishy things. It would also only need a very small stake to kill."
Tofutee responds as she glances to the bleeding centipedes in question
" Also not like a pint sized vampiric wizard or a vampire Goo.. cleric would be any better. Vampire centipede sounds easier to kill."

"I can't be raised as undead." she responds, quickly. "I'm extraplanar... or something. Or at least I was at one time. I'm not really sure. But have you ever heard of an undead cleric of pharasma? No. And you've also never heard of an undead dew elemental either. I'm not about to be the first undead dew elemental cleric of pharasma. That's too many firsts for one lifetime."

Tofutee gives a sidelong glance to the Dew elemental and looking at the ceiling. "You're aware where we are right? Because for the ones around here with the big hats take words like 'can't possibly' and 'abomination of nature' as a challenge rather than a warning. Animate food stuff, clown infused chaos beasts and creatures require for or more words to describe their genetic situation are small potatoes." the plant woman explains before gesturing to herself
" Gotta say I had thought you were some sort of ooze person its a little weird to know you are a walking softdrink. Can't really judge though Gran gran took over her lab and devoured all the scientists, apparently she was more trouble to kill than it was worth."

"I AM NOT DEAD!", Bud yells at the small brain.

"I thought we cleared this up already. I am not now, nor have I ever been dead. I was just sleeping off the ale for three days! Undead give me the willies! We've been down this route. If we have to test this out, let's get one of the do gooders and put him on the platter."

With that Bud's shoulders slump and he walks away muttering, "I'm not undead. I'm not undead. Why do they think I'm undead? Gods do I need some ale."