Medieval Europe PbP campaign (Inactive)

Game Master Michael Johnson 66

Initiative, please, if you haven't already rolled....

The bugbear watchmen are all surprised.... After the surprise Round, their initiative is 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Surprise Round:

The lamia dancer draws a wicked-looking dagger from a sheathe at her side and assumes a defensive stance, looking around for more intruders....

The goblin minstrels are all surprised, but after the surprise round, they go on Initiative 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17....

init: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22

Init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Initiative: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Just to make sure at this time, Paddy and Hisao has attacked and both Al and Tyr are coming down the stairs and were caught by this Lamia? Also to clarify, Nacht is not invisible but cloaked in a camouflage. See invisible won't work but true seeing would negate his mode of stealth this is for later stuff..early.

Just to make sure at this time, Paddy and Hisao has attacked and both Al and Tyr are coming down the stairs and were caught by this Lamia? Also to clarify, Nacht is not invisible but cloaked in a camouflage. See invisible won't work but true seeing would negate his mode of stealth this is for later stuff..early.

Right. Quite right! You're bloody well right....

ASSAULT ON THE TOWER OF BONES!!! Round Zero: surprise! Surprise! Surprise!

Hisao the Ninja of the Monkey King! (Stabbity doo dah!)
Tyr Son of Magnus! (These are not the droids you're looking for!)
Padraig the Irish Rake! (Haha! I made a wee hole in yer wolf skin cloak ye hairy bugger!)
Lamia dancer! (Dancing thing! Young and sweet, only seventeen!)
Goblin minstrels! (Let's play something metal for this fight, oy?)
Bugbear watchmen! (S#*~e! Somethin invisible is killing us!!)
Alphonse (I'm a-comin'!.....CLANKITY CLANK CLANK!!!)

TBD: Nacht!

How close are the enemies to each other?

Nacht takes the blade and slides it just under the sheep-beings mammeries, along the soft belly from behind.

Wounding Sawtooth Sabre: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 211d8 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20+1 Bleed

Appearing after the strike blades fanned out in each hand, wickedly displayed as a predator about to feast.

Initiative: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

How close are the enemies to each other?

There is about five feet between every enemy....

Nacht takes the blade and slides it just under the sheep-beings mammeries, along the soft belly from behind.

[dice=Wounding Sawtooth Sabre]1d20+13; 1d8+12+1 Bleed

Appearing after the strike blades fanned out in each hand, wickedly displayed as a predator about to feast.

[dice=Initiative]1d20+8

In shrill pidgin Italian:

Updated ASSAULT ON THE TOWER OF BONES!!! Round Zero: surprise! Surprise! Surprise!

Hisao the Ninja of the Monkey King! (Stabbity doo dah!)
Tyr Son of Magnus! (These are not the droids you're looking for!)
Padraig the Irish Rake! (Haha! I made a wee hole in yer wolf skin cloak ye hairy bugger!)
Lamia dancer! (Dancing thing! Young and sweet, only seventeen!)
Nacht the Beetle Man! (It puts the lotion on its skin, or else it gets the hose again!)
Goblin minstrels! (Let's play something metal for this fight, oy?)
Bugbear watchmen! (S#$*e! Somethin invisible is killing us!!)
Alphonse (I'm a-comin'!.....CLANKITY CLANK CLANK!!!)

The walls of this tower look something like this, mmmkay?

The three remaining bugbears are unable to act in the surprise round, being surprised and all....

*Blink*

*Blink*

Seemingly sensing the new development and yet unwilling to interrupt their raucous music, the three goblin minstrels continue to play with wild abandon, and the music increases in tempo and volume, swelling into a catchy cacophony set to murder and mayhem....

All of the unfolding tableau of violence is observed by Duke Amadeus from afar.... He sits atop his mountain-bred horse, watching the calamity unfold in the Bone Tower through the gaps and windows between mammoth ribs and mortared skulls....

Remarkable!.... What passion for their work.... What workmanlike cooperation in their deadly danse macabre.... How elegant their form as they butcher and hack through the enemy.... A well-oiled death machine.... What prince would not desire such an elite guard?

Surprise has already gone, so technically it is real initiative. With Hisao, Tyr and Paddy leading the scene

Seemingly sensing the new development and yet unwilling to interrupt their raucous music, the three goblin minstrels continue to play with wild abandon, and the music increases in tempo and volume, swelling into a catchy cacophony set to murder and mayhem....

*[Goblin version of Star Wars Catana Music intensifies]*

Exactly!

Iommi-Tyr Magnusson, sliding down and moving away from the gaggle of monsters, hurls a Bomb at the 'most dangerous foe.'

Once More Into the Breach Dear Friends, Once More!: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22 vs Touch AC
Damage: 5d6 + 9 ⇒ (2, 5, 5, 6, 4) + 9 = 31
.... and 14 HP Splash damage to adjacent monsters, Ref DC 22 for 7 instead.

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Iommi-Tyr Magnusson, sliding down and moving away from the gaggle of monsters, hurls a Bomb at the 'most dangerous foe.'

[dice=Once More Into the Breach Dear Friends, Once More!]1d20 +12 vs Touch AC
[dice=Damage]5d6 +9
.... and 14 HP Splash damage to adjacent monsters, Ref DC 22 for 7 instead.

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Tyr's bomb ignites the already wounded lamia, and she shrieks in fear and pain!

In Italian: GAAAAAHHH!!! I burn!!! Extinguish me!!!

The Duke of Savoy grins wryly as a flickering glow brightens the inside of the upper chamber of the Tower of Bones--the burning lamia....

Hmmm.... Then again, these Lusty Fools would likely burn my palace to the ground apprehending the first assassin that came along....

The Norseman seems to have a fascination with fire and cumbustion that can come to no good.... And what's the mystery behind this Beetle Man of Paris? Why does he travel with them? He and the Asian man seem to appear and disappear as they please.... And the Irishman as well.... Is it magic or skill? Or some combination of both? There is something I like about the Englishman with the silvery scythe.... Something pure, angelic.... Like he is above the squalor and ugliness of this world.... He would make a great ruler, but he would never seek power for himself....

EEEEEK!!! EEEEEEK!!

Go Hisao, go!! For the Monkey King!! Planet of the Apes! Death to all humanoids--er, kick its bugbear ass!

Then Tyr Magnusson, burn some more s@&#! Burn, baby, burn!

Then Paddy the Loon! Shankin some goon!

Glares at Initiative Monkey and points at Tomb of Horrors devil face....

**Round 1**
Hiso five foot steps to an unattended bugbear and stabs.

Invisible stab on Flatfooted: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 2 = 241d6 + 2 + 1d6 + 4d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 2 + (3) + (3, 6, 1, 3) + (5, 6) = 32

We await Paddy, Technically Tyr went on his init. Nice stabbing Hisao

Paddy slices at the bugbearcagain, frustrated he missed his previous opportunity.

Bloody beast....b&#&#+%s! Paddy then starts cursing in Infernal abiut the bugbear's ancestry and conception.

shanks a lot: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 271d6 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 161d6 ⇒ 43d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 3, 5) + 1 = 11

crit: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 171d6 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19

**Round 1**

Hiso five foot steps to an unattended bugbear and stabs.

[dice=Invisible stab on Flatfooted]1d20+13+2;1d6+2+1d6+4d6+2d6

A second bugbear seems to spontaneously spring a bloody leak from the back of its furry neck and drops with a strangled cry!

ARRRRGGGHHH!!!

Paddy slices at the bugbearcagain, frustrated he missed his previous opportunity.

Bloody beast....b#&**&+s! Paddy then starts cursing in Infernal abiut the bugbear's ancestry and conception.

[dice=shanks a lot]1d20+9; 1d6+12; 1d6; 3d6+1

[dice=crit]1d20+9; 1d6+13

Paddy drops a third bugbear with a well-aimed stab!

UURRRRK!!

One bugbear, the lamia dancer, and three still-jamming-out goblin minstrels remain....

(Isn't it their turn?.... then Sir Alphonse and the beginning of Rd 2)

I think you're up Tyr

Rd 1:

Iommi-Tyr Magnusson, sliding down and moving away from the gaggle of monsters, hurls a Bomb at the 'most dangerous foe.'

[dice=Once More Into the Breach Dear Friends, Once More!]1d20 +12 vs Touch AC
[dice=Damage]5d6 +9
.... and 14 HP Splash damage to adjacent monsters, Ref DC 22 for 7 instead.

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Tyr's bomb ignites the already wounded lamia, and she shrieks in fear and pain!

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The Norseman seems to have a fascination with fire and cumbustion that can come to no good....

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Oh really, Beeeotch -- You must've failed your Perception to notice ALL THOSE Squares that I made sure DIDN'T catch on fire!

Ah, got it

Che diavolo sta succedendo ?

One of the two remaining bugbears seems to have imagined the worst....as if demons were among them, slaughtering them as punishment for forsaking them for worship of the Christian Devil....

YYYYEEEEIIIIIIPES! he shrieks, wild-eyed, and throws down his Morningstar to grovel in abject terror before the uncanny Lusty Fools!

The other makes a run for the ladder, provoking attacks of opportunity from....um....everyone....

The lamia dancer attempts a Concentration check 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19 to cast deep slumber defensively on Nacht.... DC 14 Will and succeeds....

Please no kill! We just musicians! We not minions, just visit!

Ya! You no kill, we make bestest ballad ever 'bout Lusty Killers!

They Lusty Fools, idiot! Not Lusty Killers! Now they kill for sure!

You call them Fools, fool! Me not gonna call big bruisers with shiny pokers fools!

Alphonse, trusting soul he, is swayed by their words.

"Leave the little musicians, friends. They seem unlike to try and kill us."

Alphonse, trusting soul he, is swayed by their words.

"Leave the little musicians, friends. They seem unlike to try and kill us."

Oh, perish thought, Your Big Shinyness! We humble players never try such folly!

Ya! Not unless you pass out really, really drunk, and no have shiny pokers nearby....

Shut up, stupid!! Now they REALLY kill us!

Uh.... ONE! MORE! TIME!!

Another round of dizzying goblin music....

Round One: Bonetrussle
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Nacht saw the smooth movements the sheep-being showed, hypnotic is some ways. It wet his appetite. Though suddenly a feeling poked at his mind, one to make him tired.

Will Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Shaking of the compulsion Nacht tilted his head and spoke, deep pits focusing on the terrified expression of the sheep-being. His voice like the grating of sandpaper on metal, " Yessss, evil sheep-being, taking pleasure in killing you will be rewarding. You will know the same fear you created for other beings. "

Blades stormed out slashing at her flesh with abandon.

Wounding Sabre: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 301d8 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19 +2 Bleed
Sharding Sabre: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 161d8 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
Heartseeking Limning Sabre: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 161d8 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16
Ghost Touch Undead Bane Sabre: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 181d8 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15

Round One: Bonetrussle

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Nacht saw the smooth movements the sheep-being showed, hypnotic is some ways. It wet his appetite. Though suddenly a feeling poked at his mind, one to make him tired.

[dice=Will Save]1d20+7

Shaking of the compulsion Nacht tilted his head and spoke, deep pits focusing on the terrified expression of the sheep-being. His voice like the grating of sandpaper on metal, " Yessss, evil sheep-being, taking pleasure in killing you will be rewarding. You will know the same fear you created for other beings. "

Blades stormed out slashing at her flesh with abandon.

[dice=Wounding Sabre]1d20+12; 1d8+12 +2 Bleed
[dice=Sharding Sabre]1d20+12; 1d8+12
[dice=Heartseeking Limning Sabre]1d20+12; 1d8+12
[dice=Ghost Touch Undead Bane Sabre]1d20+12; 1d8+12

The lamia weeps in terror, grief, and agony for a few seconds more, her eviscerated, dismembered body writhing slower and slower....

Hoenheim Dobberkau *Nacht* wrote:

Round One: Bonetrussle

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Nacht saw the smooth movements the sheep-being showed, hypnotic is some ways. It wet his appetite. Though suddenly a feeling poked at his mind, one to make him tired.

[dice=Will Save]1d20+7

Shaking of the compulsion Nacht tilted his head and spoke, deep pits focusing on the terrified expression of the sheep-being. His voice like the grating of sandpaper on metal, " Yessss, evil sheep-being, taking pleasure in killing you will be rewarding. You will know the same fear you created for other beings. "

Blades stormed out slashing at her flesh with abandon.

[dice=Wounding Sabre]1d20+12; 1d8+12 +2 Bleed
[dice=Sharding Sabre]1d20+12; 1d8+12
[dice=Heartseeking Limning Sabre]1d20+12; 1d8+12
[dice=Ghost Touch Undead Bane Sabre]1d20+12; 1d8+12

The lamia weeps in terror, grief, and agony for a few seconds more, her eviscerated, dismembered body writhing slower and slower....

Terrified by the barbarous atrocities inflicted by Nacht on the lamia dancer, the three goblin minions start to whimper and fix their fearful, beady little eyes on the Beetle Man!

Bug Man look hungry!! Hope him not like goblin!! HEEEHEEE!!

*GULP!!* Th-that look d-delicious!!

Bon appetite, Senior!

MMMMM.... What lamia chops taste like, Bug Guy?

AOO: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 13 + 2 = 341d6 + 2 + 1d6 + 4d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 2 + (2) + (2, 5, 6, 5) + (1, 1) = 25
LolCrit: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 13 + 2 = 301d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Hisao pops back into visibility and takes out some rope. Time to restrain and interrogate the rest perhaps. Find out about Oni Hisao shrugs Or just slit throats. Either way.

Nacht looks at his work, pleased. The noises the sheep-being made as she expired was quite adequate but nonetheless quick. The small green-beings spoke, he had almost forgot about them. the red stain of blood trickled down the serrated edge of his Wounding Sabre. All four blades and body turn towards the goblins as he stalked slowly towards them.

A blade angled forward and reached out dangling the blood above one of them as if giving a sample. " We not kill these ones Holy-being? "

I think we can spare the little blighters. But before sending them on their merry way, perhaps they can tell us a little more about their former employers. What do you say, me boy-os? Care to give us any interesting tidbits or should I send the bug-man after ye?

Paddy smiled as he nodded towards Nacht, clearly playing on the goblins' fear.

intimidate: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 29

The goblins unanimously fall over each other declining a visit with "Bug Man"....

Then one of them, the shortest and fattest, who plays the hide drum, starts shooshing and smacking the other two, calming them before speaking for the band....

Where to begin, right!? Haha.... First.... Me know why Dai Oni not here.... Me know where Dai Oni be.... Me know who Dai Oni having big pow-wow with.... Me even hear a little bit about what pow-wow for.... You no kill.... Let us follow you and eat your scraps and scavenge through your trash at respectful distance.... Me give you all the rap, senior!