Lost Lands Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master brvheart

Tolbold and Hagrym finish off the last of them. XP=600 each.

The derro were around a harp with no strings attempting to remove it from place.

A semicircle of white quartz pillars stands behind a golden harp sitting on a small plinth. The instrument’s strings are missing.

"Hah! Thought so!" Tolbold says as the last one falls.

"Let's search them and see if they have the strings."

One derro carries a quiver of 24 cold iron forged arrows. The arrows
and quiver are of drow origin, but no strings.

One derro carries a quiver of 24 cold iron forged arrows. The arrows

and quiver are of drow origin, but no strings.

Are those medium size or small?

"My that harp looks really interesting" Naomi approaches the Harp casting detect magic on it.

Cyric takes a look at it also.

Appraise: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

The harp is magical and the arrows are arrows. They do not have a size.

Naomi attempts to tell the nature of the magical items.
spell craft: harp: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
spell craft: arrows/quiver: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Better check to see there's no surprises."

Turvijagal will check the place for traps (something I should do more often, I know)

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

The arrow are not magical and the DC is higher.

"If its magic, just toss it in a bag and we will identify it later. Unless one of you think you can play a pretty song on it."

Tolbold walks around the harp and then says a few words and examines it.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

It is a harp of charming, but will not work without its magical strings.

"Nifty harp. It will charm people but it needs its strings. If none of them have them they must be elsewhere. Where to no guys." Tolbold says as he fidgets nervously.

f it was taking 6 derro to steal, is the harp small enough to "fit in a bag"? Also we thoroughly searched all the Derro correct?

'Good question.' Naomi nods to the sorcerer, "That is a good question Tolbold." Pointing to the fork in the path and beyond. R "Shall we head that direction?" Nodding at the rest of the boys she asks "Ulfgard, would you be so good as to lead the way?"

A 40-foot-diameter platform of flint blocks rises more than four feet high. Three sets of stairs ascend the stage. An intricate tile design of a rose is inlayed upon the stage.
The skinned carcass of a unicorn lies on the platform. Dried blood surrounds the stallion’s body, and two heavy chains bind the animal. The animal’s horn is severed and missing.

Spitting out Ulfgard almost cries."Basterds, monsters, defilers. Why on Dwerfeaters name would anyone do so. I will gut him and give Naomi his gut for garters, whoever did so."

Ulfgard is right this is terrible.' Not normally the silent type, seeing the carnage, Naomi can only nod in agreement with Ulfgard. As she walks up the steps, keeping a keen eye out.

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
brv do the chains look like they are built here as part of the stage? Also what kind of knowledge role for the rose? I assume it's religion and that's the one Naomi doesn't have, well that and architecture, the two that would help most here ;)

It is just a rose, I don't know what kind. Red? The chains were to hold down the unicorn. There is nothing else here.

'how awful.' Naomi turns as she feels bile rising, "Could we leave please, this is making me sick." Walking of the podium she observes that both paths wind to the north, under the long bridge they crossed. She points toward the next objective on the inner path t "Shall we put this place behind us and head that way under the bridge?"

As they go she keeps a keen eye out for anything interesting or that brv wants her to see ;)

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

"Who would be evil enough to kill a unicorn? If someone in this place admits to that, I won't rest until we send them to meet their gods in person."

She points toward the next objective on the inner path t "Shall we put this place behind us and head that way under the bridge?"

Is there any information that you want to share about t?

"We may as well carry on"
Turvijagal will try to stay alert along the path.
perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

A 20-foot-diameter pool of water parts the foliage. Although the earth is still, the water shivers as the ground vibrates with tremors.

A 20-foot-diameter pool of water parts the foliage. Although the earth is still, the water shivers as the ground vibrates with tremors.

Hey brv, is this a description of "S" or "T"?

T7

Can we get a sense of what direction the tremors are coming from?

The signs seem fresher this direction.

'shimmering water, how odd.' Looking from Trvijagal to Hagrym, "Do you boys feel that? How odd, I wonder if it is magical." Nearing the pool slightly, Naomi casts detect magic on the water.

spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Tolbold stands back from the pool and says to Naomi, "Be careful. That might be a woman eating pool or something in it might be. Nothing around here seems to be what it appears to be."

"I suggest we avoid getting in the pool right now. Don't want to rust my Armor. I say we save that for last."

"I agree; not a good time for a swim!"

"Naomi can only nod in agreement with Ulfgard" just a word of note: when girls see good precious animals, quiet is not how I would describe my reaction, shock is how i would describe it along with a short period of hysteria followed by rage and possibly vomiting from the intense smell of the gutting of such a creature. Women dont sensibly nod at such things.It not like its a bag of blood or chopped steak. its a intelligence being that has been senslessly killed for sport, its insanity and a abortion of all that it stands for.

casting detect magic on the pool and rolling a spellcraft or knowledge to determine the pool

Spellcraft; Knowledge Arcana (+14) or Nature (+11) to determine if the pool is sinister in some way: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (10) + 16 = 261d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28

Noted! She also added:

'how awful.' Naomi turns as she feels bile rising, "Could we leave please, this is making me sick."

Naomi watches carefully as Autumn attempts to discern the nature of the pool, helping where she can. "So what do you think is causing the shaking?"

can you aid another on knowledge?
aid another: Spell craft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
knowledge Noture: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
brvheart, where did we detect magic emanating from?

The basin is under a hallow spell with the water acting as a bless spell. Drinking or bathing in the water blesses a PC for 24 hours. Furthermore, any weapon immersed in the pool becomes good aligned as align weapon for 24 hours.

'a hallow spell?' Hearing that the basin was under a hallow spell, Naomi walks over to the basin kneeling down, she cups her hand and drinks a small amount, she then dips her rapier in the water.

Naomi is under a bless spell for 24 hrs and her weapon is good aligned.

Hagrym follows in line. "Might as well receive a heavenly blessing before finding more of those derro."

Ulfgard shrugs and gives a quick prayer to Dwerfeter before he drinks a mouthful and puts his axe in the basin, but first cleaning it.

"Might as well take advantage."
Turvijagal likewise takes drink of the water and dips his scimitar into the water as well.

Naomi nods in agreement, "May as well, anyone that doesn't is,...well, nevermind about that, everyone drink up and lets go!

Tobold walks up to the fountain and takes a drink and dips his sling into it. "I wonder what would happen if I took a bath in it?" He wonders out loud.

It would have the same affect as drinking it, but you would be clean. Don't tell the dwarves!

Naomi rolls her eyes at Tolbold's question, "You would guarantee no one would ever drink it again you." She turns to Uthala, "Ignore the cheeky Halfling Uthala, go ahead and drink some no reason not to get the benefit it offers!"

Cyric looks skeptical, shaking his head. "Ahh... No thanks..."

He does dip his spear into the pool, even though he seems disgusted at the thought of drinking the water.

Well I have no shame, besides, it reaks with power, I am sure my Lord and my God would both appreciate my participation, I will take a drink too, saying a prayer to Nethys (God of Magic, All Seeing Eye). Power and Knowledge are all he and I are concerned with, though both are the same, right?

"Yeah... Well you ain't no chiurgeon, either... and it probably does reek.." Cyric mumbles, thinking of all the septic wounds from contaminated water. "Or that time the entire army got the runs..." He mutters under his breath.

With my luck I'd need three more pairs of breeches just to get out of here...

"Me no drink bad water. I will stick weapon in only."says Uthala after Cyric makes her nervous about it.

Well, where to now?

after everyone had taken advantage of the water, Noami nods her head toward the south east. "I know it's backtracking a little but I hate leaving anything behind us. Lets head back that direction and check out the other path before we go north." Keeping a keen eye out, She follows as the boys lead back to check out the other path.

so back to S and P

Sounds good

Thick rose bushes line the paths.