Motteditor's Superstar 2012 Round 4 playtests (Inactive)

Game Master motteditor

Agreed. That's just like Kyson; generous to a T. And not even worried if the ladder should break beneath the weight of Marcelio or myself and leave him stranded above.

You're a हर कोई उसे माना जाता है. काउंटी के कायर.

With a nod, Kazmuk will ready to descend (using the ladder) if there is room to move down with Marcelio hanging on the rope.

Kyson smiles and responds in kind.

"अरे Kazmuk, आप के रूप में मेरे जांघिया में jello मैं सामान के रूप में गूंगा कर रहे हैं."

Marcelio shakes his head, yet another 'rescue' on the horizon, I can see Kyson now, mug hoisted, explaining how he was just unwrapping the maiden's linen when I pulled him away.

Marcelio is still determined to get a least one shot at the beast, heck he had visions of a perfect lob of alchemist fire to the things cranium, alas it was just that, a vision. Leaning through the opening he unleashes a single crossbow bolt.

shot: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 151d8 ⇒ 5

Then he starts climbing down the ladder with the rope hanging as an assist.

climb: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

As he climbs down he scans the ground below, taking particular interest in the mold thing and planning to use the rope to swing away from it once he gets within 10 feet of the bottom.

The arrow hits the mummy, but seems to have no effect -- other than waking it up.

It responds by pulling something from around its neck and lobbing it at you, at which point it explodes in a massive fireball.

I'm going to rule that everyone but Marcelio, who're still on top of the trapdoor, have improved cover: +4 Reflex saves, and treat as if you had Improved Initiative. Marcelio, however, doesn't get a Reflex save based on his perilious position on the chain but can choose to drop 40 feet to the floor instead. (Please decide before looking at the damage, Marcelio.)

Unwilling to drop 40 feet into the mold, Marcelio braces for the blast.

ouch, medic!

Marcelio scrabbles back up the chain/rope into the room above the trapdoor, his white eyes peering from a sooty face.

To hell with that, I'll be cinders before reaching the floor if that weepy thing can throw fireballs, whines Marcelio, what's plan B?

Reflex: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

Seiharu leaps back patting himself as flames lick at his clothes. Then gives out a small sigh.

"Well, since we have lost any chance of surprise... I say we rush in swinging. I only pray that mud is not very deep."

With that, Seiharu vanishes, and his companions notice the rattling of the chain ladder as he quickly descends. Once a little more than halfway down the ladder, Seiharu releases his grip, dropping down to the slime-covered landing below. (He very much hopes the mold isn't so slippery that he loses his footing and dirties his clothes or skin.)

1d20 + 5 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 4 = 14 Reflex Save

Kyson will chuckle as the flames wash over him. Motte, DC Save is 14 correct? And Kyson has 10 fire resist.

Heh. Looks like I picked the right goddess after all.

"Oh Marcelio, don't worry. Here, take this blessing from Sarenrae and go down there and go unwrap that thing."

Cast Resist Energy (Fire) on Marcelio.

Quick channel (spending two channels) to burst positive to heal as a move action:

3d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 6) = 15 Healing to all

"You fine now, Kazmuk? I'll meet you down there."

reflex save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

रॉबिन उड़ उड़ान.

Kazmuk follows the sound of the chains rattling, going next.

double move

climb 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
climb 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

पागल बनाता है दुनिया गोल है

Sorry, DC 14 is correct. Will post again in the a.m. as I'm a little too tired to be coherent.

And, Seiharu, don't worry: Dirtiness is the least of your trouble with the mold. : )

Feeling empowered from Kyson's blessings and shamed by his earlier retreat, Marcelio quaffs a potion of fly and prepares to swoop down on the mummy with net and trident in hand.

The oracle went ahead of me, what does that say of my courage? I must make amends!

Kyson watches Marcelio fly (again) and smiles again for his heroism and bravery.

I die without him. Truly, he is the best of us all.

Kyson watches Kazmuk transverse the metal as if it was born from him.

He is steel in mortal form. Thankfully, we have yet to fight rust monsters for those shall be his undoing...unless I can protect him. I *will* protect him...unless I'm back in the monastery. Which would be totally sweet.

Round 1
As Kyson heals his companions and Marcelio quaffs his potion of fly, Seiharu and Kazmuk land in the mold below. Suddenly acidic pseudopods lash out, with sickening effect. It doesn't seem to affect Seiharu, but Kazmuk suddenly smarts with pain and begins feeling ill to his stomach. 1 hp acid damage, sickened for 1 round

The mummy stands up, calling out "attack" in a strangely wet voice, then grabs another bead and throws it the two men, it again exploding into flame, though this time they're better able to avoid it. 5 hp damage to both

Kazmuk, as you land, you notice there appears to be some rubble buried in the mud to the south of you, which you suspect would be difficult -- and possible even painful -- to move through.

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In between bouts of intestinal warping, Kazmuk blurts out a few notes. मोल्ड!यह मोल्ड हो क्यों किया?

Ugh! it's the potion or the rubble...trust the gnome's gift or take my chances with what's beneath the muck...choices, choices...

Kazmuk draws the potion, the odd little bottle gleaming slightly in the gloom. Something not unlike feathers tickles at his throat as he drinks it down and he can't help wondering if he's made the right choice.

• free action: speak
  
• move action: draw the potion of fly.
  
• drink said potion of fly and hope for the best.
  

Marcelio flies into the chamber and heads straight for the mummy closing with it in a single move. He casts his net on the foul creature, then jabs it with his trident.

Net: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Trident: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 121d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Kyson will begin to descend the chain now that he's the only one on it.

1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5 Climb (move #1)
1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14 Climb (move #2)

Seiharu skids to the side as a grimy pseudopod lashes out at him. He suspected there might be more to this stuff than met the eye. Wanting to avoid the mud below entirely, he makes a great leap across the room to the stairs on the northern end of the eastern landing. He then moves, still invisible, to a position behind the mummy.

The mummy throws another fireball, though this time both Seiharu and Kazmuk are able to mostly avoid it 6 hp fire damage, as six skeletons crawl from from the muck in the western end of the room, rushing to surround Kazmuk.

As the oracle drinks his potion, a pair of the undead swipe at her, though neither are able to get through his armor. I added in a five-foot step for you to avoid more AoOs

Kyson almost falls as he starts down, but is able to make his way down afterward. If you want to retcon and not go all the way down considering the skeletons, that's fine. Let me know.

Seiharu leaps across the floor as Marcelio swoops in, throwing the net over the mummy, which lets out a gargling cry of protest: "Flee now or you shall all suffer for all eternity!"

Whoops, screwed up slightly; the tentacle mold wasn't supposed to affect you until the start of this round. Not that it really affected anything.

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Kyson stops short of the skeletons on the ladder.

Ick...reminds me of when the wax melted in the Hive after the fireball. It seemed like a good idea at the time...I thought the wax would make it difficult for the Hive warriors to hold onto their weapons. Yeah...fumblebees.

At 10' off the ground on the chain, Kyson will pray to Sarenrae for her divine spark yet again, this one aimed at the enemies surrounding Kazmuk.

Sarenrae, it's me, Kyson. I need you.

Channel Positive to harm undead (DC 17 Will for half):

3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 5) = 12 Positive Energy

"Kasmuk, I'll get these skeletons, you get the mummy!"

As long as they can't climb chains, I'm fine.

तो! वह समुद्र तट से समुद्र के गोले बेचता है!

Kazmuk takes a 5t move back and upwards into the air (using the potion of fly) and uses his iron weapon revelation once again (for 2 for the day) to call forth a cold-iron lucerne hammer.

यहाँ सूर्य (डू डू डू डू) आता है
यहाँ सूरज आता है, और मैं कहता हूँ
यह सब ठीक है

Marcelio again throws his net at the mummy and attempts two more jabs with the trident, at the same time shifting to provide flanking position for his companions (if needed).

Net: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22
Trident 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 101d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Trident 2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 161d8 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

I'm confused, Marcelio. The mummy's already in the net. You can try to control it, or do you have a second one you're planning to pull out?

oops, sorry, work posting and didn't realize the net had been successful

Marcelio will attempt to control the mummy's movement with the net while continuing to jab with the trident.

Now's my chance!

Seiharu appears with a puff, slashing at the mummy's back. Summoning up all the speed he can muster, he makes a second slash quicker than the eye can see.

the dice bot is the most fearsome creature yet!

Seiharu is gripped by a chilling fear that he somehow hadn't noticed before and misses with both swings. Skeletons swarm the room as the camera pans out. Will our heroes survive!?

Tune in next time!

Kyson channels again to ensure that the skeletons are down and clings to the chain while the others mop up the bog mummy.

"Yeah, you get 'em Kuri!"
"Nice smash, Kazmuk!"
"Fly on, Marcelio!"

Kyson's hands pump and weave as he fights with the party from a distance.

Stupid mummy! How dare you not render up your treasures to Sarenrae!

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With the battle over, Kyson walks slowly and carefully over to his victorious companions, checking each for wound or injury or curse in need of tending.

Kyson smiles as the looks at the three.

"We are blessed again to be victorious...this time without fiasco or incident," Kyson says with a gentle hand slap to Kazmuk's back.

"Let us get this treasure back to the DNB and tender a course to our next adventure...wherever that might bee."