Motteditor's Savage Tide (Inactive)

Game Master motteditor

'Allo?

Zstelian can't do much here so he'll delay.

Round 4, Init 8

"I'm not sure the cutting is working so well." Khazmia directs a couple more scorching rays at the gloppy things.

scorching ray 1, range touch -4 for firing into combat?: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 4 = 134d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 3, 5) = 13

scorching ray 2, range touch -4 for firing into combat?: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 6 - 4 = 224d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 2, 5) = 16

scorching ray 2, range touch -4 for firing into combat? possible crit confirm: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 4 = 164d6 ⇒ (4, 6, 1, 2) = 13

"but fire seems to work ok."

Zstelian, realizing he can't help without making the problem worse, stays his weapons.

"Seka, don't use your sword. Your blade will split it!"

Round 3, init 8

"Yeah, so I've seen. For ****'s sake! ****ing snot-glob!!

Sekathral considers bashing the thing with the pommel of his rapier but desists, attempting instead to try to wrench it away from his rapidly dissolving carcase.

Escape Artist?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Round 4, initiative 17
ac 26, touch 19, fleet-footed 17
fort +7, ref +5, will +1
cmd 22, (26 vs disarm)
hp 60/60
effects: full defense

”You should get out of there and stand behind Silvio”, Silvio instructs and continues his wall and shield of Silvio approach. "Silvio shall defend while you work magic on these foul smelling beings"

Full defense as a standard action

Round 3, Init 16

Kyson moves up a bit, trying to stay airwalking above the creatures.

"I got this! Don't worry Sekathral!"

When he gets to a good spot about 15' away and can get two of the monsters, Kyson will cast Burning Hands on two of them.

5d4 ⇒ (4, 3, 1, 2, 2) = 12 fire damage vs. DC16 Reflex

Kyson, I'm using this more recent post instead of your originally posted action at the end of the previous page.

Sekathral manages to pull himself out of the blob's grasp as Kyson airwalks up over his and Silvio's heads and blasts the creatures with fire.

Seconds later, Khazmia's fiery rays hit and like the first blobs, they end up as nothing more than smears on the floor.

That was fun. Considering how long I've been playing, it amazes me sometimes how few monsters I've actually used in a game. And look at all these wonderful resources you're using up! : )

That was fun. Considering how long I've been playing, it amazes me sometimes how few monsters I've actually used in a game. And look at all these wonderful resources you're using up! : )

Silvio is a renewable resource!

"Ah, Silvio's plan worked perfectly", Silvio proclaims as the blob is blasted into pieces. "You catch your breath and we keep on, yes?" he asks and moves towards the door, waiting by the opening and surveying the area beyond.

Sekathral, his clothes in rags and ugly, raw lesions further disfiguring his scarred and crudely tattooed torso, heaps maledictions on the ooze.

"****ing typical. We're probably the only living things to come down here since ****ing fire was invented and this is the welcome we get. B****cks. I'm going to have a look in that bastard's pond and then I'm going to p*ss in it. Anyone who wants to join me's welcome. And which of you clever clogs has a hold of that wand?" , he demands, before stalking off on
his chosen mission

perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21

Totally agree, Motteditor. I haven't faced a black ooze or the like in a long time. Next up, Medusa!! :)

I, too, am pleased that Silvio and Seka are expendable resources. We'll be sure to use them up before getting to the good stuff (Kyson).

Kyson pumps his fist up until the stench of burnt ooze hits his nostrils.

"Ooh! That smells bad! What did it eat to make it smell like that?" Kyson covers his nose. "I mean, outside of Seka, of course."

"B$@~%~@s...bad words...invectives...good point...swear words, etc."

Kyson nods along with Sekathral, wincing much less than he used to at the colorful language.

"I'll go with you to look at the water," Kyson airwalks over the water as he looks in (casting Detect Magic).

"Hey Seka. Remember that time you saved me from drowning? And then remember that time I saved you from the blob thing? Remember that? Sarenrae probably wants us to keep working together, huh? I mean, if we want to live, huh? I want to live. And go back to the monastery, too."

1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30 Perception as he pads over the water.

I'm totally walking on water...like that guy from the story.

Zstelian pokes around the burnt bits of ooze to fish out his chakram.

”Let’s hope there aren’t more of those things down here”, the old ranger grumbles.

As Seka heads for the water, Zstelian is quickly on his feet and moves to join him.

”What makes you think there’s anything in there?”

Kyson's spell reveals a single magical aura, which turns out to be a slightly mold-covered greenish brass shield, the front worked to look like an open dragon's mouth.

Zstelian pokes around the burnt bits of ooze to fish out his chakram.

”Let’s hope there aren’t more of those things down here”, the old ranger grumbles.

As Seka heads for the water, Zstelian is quickly on his feet and moves to join him.

”What makes you think there’s anything in there?”

"Because, mate, it eats things, right? But sometimes there are things on the things it eats which it can't eat. Shot in the dark, but there's no harm in having a squint, eh?"

He pauses a moment to watch Kyson descend from the ceiling in a graceful arc

"Too right, laddie. You stick with me and you'll be right. Born to be hanged, we were, ha ha."

Then bends down to the floor to pick up something that fell out of the cleric's pocket as he swooped down

"Here, you dropped this."

He unfolds it, raises one eyebrow, then hands it back, smirking.

"Well, you've got an eye for detail, I must say, and that particular Princess does seem very grateful to her rescuer..."

Whooo has the wand, please?

Kyson reaches for what Seka offers him, trusting the Elf.

* * *

Kyson will cast Detect Magic and excitedly examine the shield, hoping it's as sweet as his dreams.

I hope it summons maidens.
And food.

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24 Spellcraft

"WOW! WOW!! CHECK THIS OUT!!!" Kyson yells as he figures out what the shield is and does, hurriedly explaining things to everyone.

"It drinks in acid then you can belch it out! And it's magic! WOW!" Kyson looks around at all his shieldless companions. "Can I keep it?! I'll be like a hero, fighting off acid monsters!"

Kyson excitedly equips the shield (if no one else wants it).

* * *

Kyson looks around the rooms again.

"Did we miss something? Isn't there supposed to be a way through this place? What does the map say, Seka?"

The map indicates that you should continues through what you assume would be the locked doors in the previous room (5).

Zstelian pokes around the burnt bits of ooze to fish out his chakram.

”Let’s hope there aren’t more of those things down here”, the old ranger grumbles.

"Agreed."Khazmia sniffs and straightens her poor bedraggled hat. "Not to sound like the equine in the back, but I really can't wait to get out of here."

Zstelian fishes his wand from his pack and mends the elf’s wounds.

CLW: 5d8 + 5 ⇒ (3, 5, 4, 8, 8) + 5 = 33

9/50 charges

”Let’s head back. We need to be going the other direction.”

"It is a fine trinket indeed", Silvio says as Kyson shows off his shield. "It will serve you well should you join Silvio in the front ranks! So, are we ready to go?" Without waiting for an answer Silvio turns and checks the door out of the room. The east most door on the map

Silvio's still got a light on his sword, right?

Kyson will re-cast (and keep casting) light on Silvio's sword.

Kyson will follow (still air walking) Silvio on his mad quest for whatever Silvio seeks (adventure? death? damsels?).

"Yeah, I like my mighty shield. I can't wait to use it...but I'll do that from back here," Kyson agrees. "And I have this nice magical sword too! Soon I'll be a powerful warrior, just like uh..uhm..." Kyson's eyes go to Silvio, and then to Sekathral, and then to Zstelian, unable to find suitable purchase. "Just like that dwarf we used to know. You remember, the grumpy drunk one? Yeah, him."

Not sure where Silvio thinks we're going, but we'll follow. I think we need to try Seka on the locked door and/or Khaz's rod on the altars to see if we can get them open.

The door seems to be locked, and Sekathral's best effort to dislodge it don't seem to have any effect.

Khazmia's rod does fit into one of the altars, and you hear what sounds like clicking noises when you try to turn it, but you don't think it'll work without finding some rod to put in the other altar.

"Cheers, Zstelian - you're a gent"

Sekathral claps the old ranger on the shoulder, then goes to work on the door.

After a few minutes of frustrating work, he gives up, clicking his tongue when he notices the effect Khaz's rod has.

"Yeah. Let's head north, mates"

Sekathral will stay slightly ahead of the party when they move off, attempting to do some scouting.

Stealth: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20

Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15

Not with those rolls...

"Seka's right. Keep an eye out for a blue rod, though, and maybe we can double back to check these out." What am I saying? Let's just get out of here!

Kyson, after current efforts fail, will try to get the team to join him in doing a thorough search of the catacomb area.

"The other rod has to be around here somewhere," Kyson states. "Help me look."

Take 20s on catcomby areas=31s, starting with higher areas while he has AirWalk going.

The catacombs are only 10 feet high, leaving Kyson's feet dangling among the rest of you as you stretch out through the area, avoiding the body-filled niches.

His diligence pays off, though, as he finds a hidden doorway in one of the walls!

It's the top most passageway to the right on the map.

How far up is the hidden doorway? EDIT: above ground level

It's not -- it's at door level.

Silvio ceases his casual tapping on the wall, the chelaxian doesn't seem that proficient in finding secret doors, and immedietly strides up to Kyson. "Excellent! If you just step aside then Silvio shall investigate further"

Kyson makes way for Silvio to investigate, failing to hide his pride at finding the secret door.

I found it! I knew it!

Kyson nods proudly to Khaz.

Khaz smiles broadly, her earlier pique forgotten in the light of the priest's obvious pride at his accomplishment.

"Good job, Kyson! I'm so stone tired that I didn't even look for hidden doors."

”Let’s head back. We need to be going the other direction.”

"Wait. Kyson found another door." she nudges Zstelian with a grin, whispering the rest, "Look how proud he is. You should say something."

"Nice. Very nice!"

Sekathral gives Kyson an approving nod, then inspects the door for nasties Taking 10 for 24 or 20 for 34? , after which he draws his pistol and nudges the portal open with his foot, peering into the space beyond

The door creaks open, revealing a small crypt dominated by a large stone sarcophagus. Both the walls of the room and the sarcophagus itself are covered in decorative patterns and carvings of animals. The top of the sarcophagus depicts a man dressed in robes, wearing a feathered headdress and clutching a blue rod in one hand and a ceremonial dagger in the other.

Before you can do anything else, though, you hear a woman's scream, "They're alive!" which is suddenly cut off. Skald's voice echoes through the halls: "Lirith!"

The noise prompts more screams from the rest of the colonists, who turn to rush out of the hallway!

Sorry, I've got no map for you at the moment, which I know is going to be tough. I'll have to do it when I get home.

I'm kind of confused as to what's going on. Are we in initiative? Are the colonists fleeing forward or backward?

Sorry, this is a bit confusing without being able to do a map. The colonists are fleeing from the catacombs toward Room 5 (except for Lirith and Skald, who were helping search, and you're not sure exactly where they are). We're in round 1 of initiative.

Kyson looks around for the danger, air padding around.

1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14 Perception

OK, map is updated. Sorry about the delay. Remember the squares are 10 feet each. Colonists are rushing down toward room 5.

Zstelian advances further into the room looking for a sign of what spooked the colonists.

Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22

You believe what spooked them came from behind you -- in the catacombs.

Round 1, Init X

Kyson pads to D5 (lower half, 10' up if possible) and looks at the things.

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31 Know (Religion)

"What are you guys doing!? Come this way!"

Silvio's ears peek at the sound of trouble. Somewhere he was needed to preform heroic stunts. "Gather behind Silvio!", he orders and rushes down the hall.

Full move as far south as I can go, to the women settlers.

Sekathral moves round To A4, pistol at the ready.

"What the bloody hell are you going on about?!"

Khaz follows Seka to A4(ish), her wand of shocking grasp in hand.

Oy. Don't know why I didn't roll initiatives for everyone. Sorry.

As Kyson moves into the hallway, he catches sight of one of the wrapped figures -- a mummy! -- fighting with Lirith and Skald at the far end of the catacombs. And can give me a DC 16 Will save or be paralyzed by fear for 1d4 rounds

Silvio rushes toward the colonists, only to see them freeze in fear as one of the crypt things moves out of its niche and slams its fist into the first of the women, who lets out a cry of pain and falls to the ground! The cocky Chelaxian feels a spike of fear travel up his spine.
And can give me a DC 16 Will save or be paralyzed by fear for 1d4 rounds; if he succeeds, he'll be able to move 30 feet closer still this this round.

Khaz and Seka race the other way, where they can see a second mummy fighting Skald and Lirith, who now lies unmoving on the ground. And they can save too...

Zstelian, realizing the threat isn't in the room at all, rushes to join Silvio and protect the fleeing colonists -- several of whom are looking for safe harbor after hearing the screams from ahead -- pulling a chakram as he goes. And guess what he can do now...

Party is up.

Round 2, Init 27

"What...MUMMIES!" Kyson screeches as the horror greets him.

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12 Will vs. DC 16

1d4 ⇒ 4 Paralyzation

Kyson stands frozen in fear 10' off the ground, (if there is room).

Round 1/4.

It appears I forgot to heal myself...

CLW: 5d8 + 5 ⇒ (5, 3, 5, 5, 7) + 5 = 30

Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Zstelian's eyes go wide in horror at the sight of the walking dead.

He draws his knives and says a prayer asking for Desna's aid.

Divine Favor.

Round 1, init ?

Will save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Sneering cynically at the sight in front of him, Dried up old sods. Let's see how you like this! Sekathral snaps off a shot at the nearest mummy.

Attk: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

Dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Round 1, Init 19

Will vs DC 16(Fear): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

"Ugh! They look like giant trail rations! What do we know about giant trail rations?"

Khamia uses her slips to climb closer(B3?), 10 ft up, if possible,

acidic ray: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 231d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Will save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 => fail => paralyzed for 1d4 ⇒ 3 rounds
Hmm, there is something wrong with the dice roller. Everybody knows that Silvio knows no fear.

Round 1, initiative 7
ac 22, touch 15, fleet-footed 17
fort +7, ref +5, will +1
cmd 22, (26 vs disarm)
hp 60/60
effects:paralyzed (1/3)

Silvio’s whole body goes rigid and freezes as the chelaxian comes face to face with the undead abomination. For the first time in his life chilling fear creeps up his spine and he freezes in place.

Kyson, still five feet up Ceiling's only 10 feet tall here, suddenly freezes, droplets of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Khazmia, able to conquer the own fear crawling up her spine, moves closer, her ray of acid hitting the nearest walking dead, sending up a puff of dust from its dessicated form. Seconds later, Sekathral's bullet hits the same creature, but it doesn't even seem to notice the small ball. It has DR

Ignoring the two new arrivals, they continue their assault on the two closest figures, laying into Skald, who grunts in pain as he slashes helplessly in his efforts to keep them away from Lirith's crumpled form.

As Silvio freezes, Zstelian moves into action, calling on Desna's favor. As fast as he can move, though, it's not fast enough to save all the colonists. The nearest mummy rips into one of the already injured, terrified women, and she collapses in a heap.

Round 3, Init 27

Kyson prays softly, glad that his bowels cannot unclench even though the fear wants them too.

Round 2/4.

Round 2, Init 19

"Seka, did you see that? That little ball just rattled around inside him and dropped back out again!"crapcrapcrapcrap!

Khazmia reaches again for The Lady's ideal, summoning up twin rays of her flaming redemption for these abominations. moves 5 feet back to B-4 if necessary, aims both rays on the closest dried husk.

scorching ray #1: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 6 - 4 = 224d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 5, 1) = 10
scorching ray #2: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 6 - 4 = 104d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 4, 4) = 12

edit: possible crit
scorching ray #1: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 6 - 4 = 104d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 3, 2) = 9