Megan's Carrion Crown

Game Master Megan Robertson

Tre waits with Arturin as he completes his checks,following his advice on entering or not.

Barret shrugs and stays outside unless someone tells him otherwise.

Those entering the building (Merian & Dillan) please make a Reflex save.

Arturin is convinced it's on the point of falling down, so stays outside along with Tre'duinne and Barret.

Reflex 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Ouch!

Reflex save 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Ooops!

Merian ventures into the crumbling building, past the door she already dislodged. Inside, it is quite a mess. Papers strewn around, half a doll, a few smashed plates. As she moves further into the first room - probably a lounge - a large chunk of rotten plaster falls from the ceiling, hitting her on the shoulder. (Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6)

Poor Dillon also gets into difficulty, as he's startled by the falling plaster and steps back, dislodging some loose bricks which tumble around his ears. (Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2)

Dillan knocks the loose debris from his shoulder, "Best watch our step in here." Then begins the meticulous task of searching...

Perception 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21 +4=25 vs hearing conversations, finding traps, concealed or secret objects

Aid Another for Dillan's roll: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Tre shouts out as the sounds of falling masonry and other sounds come from within the ruin. "Dillan, Merian are you all right? What happened, sounds like the building is about to fall down."

Barret's face is covered in concern when he hears the crashing sounds."It sounds like they need help. Should I go in?"

"You could go in but I fear that each step in there is a delicate one with that structure ready to let go at the slightest disturbance. From what I have seen of you, a soft step is not in your repertoire."

"I see. I'll stay out here then." He says not quite comprehending everything Arturin said, but understanding enough to stay outside.

Hearing Artuin's words, Tre calls out once more, "Come back, Dillan, Merian, COME BACK!" his voice heavy with concern.

The rest of you hear some crashing and banging from within.

There's at least one yelp from within, and sounds of disgust as well.

Once outside Dillan looks at the others, "Nothing within the home, just dirty laundry." He looks at the main building, "Shall we?"

Barret just nods his head in agreement.

Tre steps daintily away from the buildings doorway, on tiptoe with the lightest of touches to the earth. As he walks he answers Dillan, "Are you sure you and Merian are alright? Where is she, have you left her in there? The prison buildings left to decay like this are surely death traps to any who enter. We must be very careful from now on, or we could end up with someone dying like the professor."

Are you waiting for Merian to emerge before moving off?

For that matter, Merian, are you coming out or do you want to poke around further?

Definitely waiting for Merian before moving on.

Dillan answers Tre',"The roof hurts thats for sure." He rubs his shoulder indicating the injury, "But i'll live, just not used to ceilings falling in on me."

Sorry, thought my intention was clear. ;)

Merian follows Dillan out, looking much the worse for wear, a limp and a bleeding scalp both visible. She seems more annoyed than anything, however, and she agrees readily that the group should move on.

Um, quick question. Is Cassandra here or not?

Was wondering that myself, haven't heard anything from her in ages.

Barret's concerned face is replaced by a look of relief as he sees Merian come out of the building of her own power. "Good to see that your alright. We should move on."

Yeah, and I'd either like to have her provide some of the healing Merian needs or not have wasted a protection from evil on her earlier, one or the other... :/

Bah, you're barely even limping. :)

You'd better have that CLW, Merian: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Don't know what has happened to Cassandra, either.

Thanks. Do we need to put out a call for a new healer?

You can never have too many healers... Go ahead, then :)

Megan, can you bot Cassandra whilst Merian recruits a new healer, so we don't stop the flow?

Of course.

In the meantime, ready to move on? Main building or something else?

Tre looks concerned as he glances over to the main prison building, wondering if it is really a sensible idea to enter such a ramshackle building. He is reticent about the group moving into it with out a full reccy. "Let's have a good look around before we enter, know the lie of the land. For this is not a friendly place and the buildings have a will of their own, which seems to be to fall and kill those who enter. Let us take a good look around the building before we enter, find a safe entry if we can."

+1 to move to the prison building....
Perception 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18 to look at the grounds for a safe way to the building, roll another if you need to find the safest way in.
Knowledge(engineering) 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 to aid another, discuss with Artrin the structure of the building to determine the best entrance (safest).

I would also like to to move to the prison building.

"Sounds fine." Barret takes a look around.

Perception to see if I notice anything unusual.
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Dillan nods and moves with the others being ever alert for anything strange/odd/unusual/suspicious...

Perception 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31 +4=35 vs hearing conversations, finding traps, concealed or secret objects

Knowledge(Engineering)+Aided: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 2 = 10
Looking at the main building while talking with Tre': "That main door looks like the best entrance, it appears to be rather sturdy, at least a lot more than the last building."

Knowledge(Engineering)+Aided: 1d20+5+2

Looking at the main building while talking with Tre': "That main door looks like the best entrance, it appears to be rather sturdy, at least a lot more than the last building."

We're rolling great on this knowledge...

Looking at the front of the building, it once was quite an imposing entrance with a wide hallway flanked by waiting or reception rooms. The ravages of time have taken their toll however, but you all think that it's safe to go in that way.

The sun goes behind a cloud and all of a sudden it feels rather chilly.

Barret walks back to the party with a grim look on his face. "There is evidence of jadwiga magic surrounding this place."

At the mention of magic, Tre looks across at Barret, "What do you mean? That's not a magic I am familiar with, can you explain some more?" Tre stops as he waits Barret to answer. As Barret answers, Tre waves his hands in intricate patterns speaking few words in elven.

Tre casts detect magic in an effort to clarify what Barret just said, in the area Barret either just came from, or where he points to.

Barret will show the wizard the blood smeared runes he saw.

Tre goes over to the runes, rubbing the end of his elven chin as he studies them and thinks as he tries to understand their meaning and what they are doing here. "Strange, why have runes round this prison building and smeared with blood, why are they here, what are they used for, what power is left in them?" Tre asks out loud, not expecting anyone to answer, as he contemplates the tricky meaning of all this.

Knowledge(arcana) 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
Can Tre determine if the runes are recent or old? Is the blood relatively new, as it smears the runes?

As you all examine the runes and bring your expertise to bear upon them, you realise that they appear to be part of a large ritual that involved both abjuration and necromantic magic. The runes themselves are written in Varisian, and among numerous magical incantations, repeat the name Lyvar Hawkran dozens of times.

They appear to have been inscribed quite recently, no more than a couple of months ago.

Tre talks audibly to himself, but knowing the others will overhear."Strange, why would these runes be mentioning the nale of the last keeper of this prison, he was incarcerated with the rest, gave the ultimate sacrifice. So why use magics to seek his soul and to make protections? What could it have been for? " He stares looking for several minutes, though no new words escape his lips.

If no one makes comments, he will suggest they continue.

Merisn shakes her head, equally at a loss.

Onward it is...

Dillan stands there nervously as Tre' comments on the markings, shifting from foot to foot unconsciously, "Shall we press on then?" The rogue looks about, "I fear the longer we stay in one place the more chances for evils of this place to become aware of our presence."

"Yes. We should move on."Barret replies.

You go in the front entrance of the main building, treading cautiously and keeping your eyes open for anything untoward. This was once a wide hall flanked by a pair of waiting rooms, but the foyer to Harrowstone now lies in ruins. With little left to hold up the ceiling, the wooden beams above sag dramatically. The wall to the north contains a large pair of oaken doors. Even a casual observation of the roof here is enough to reveal that the balcony above is unstable.

Tre mentions to his friends, "Best hurry in I think, let's not stay under this unsteady balcony."

A voice with a thick Kellid accent calls out from behind you, "Hey, hello! Tre? Dillan? Barrett? Merian? Arturin? This is Sorin. Is that you? Kendra has sent me on to join you."

Hearing a voice behind, Tre turns quickly, suspecting some evil in this place is working against them. Turning to Merian and Barrett he says in a voice full of concern. "Do you know who just said that?" He moves from under the dangerous balcony, not wanting to be caught in any falling debris. Pointing to the person or creature, he says "Stop! Hold! Do not come any closer. Who are are you? What is your business here? And what's this about Kendra?" He takes his bow and readies it in his hand.