Ilona Ebonblade |
Ilona gazes at the gate trying to puzzle out possible approaches as Chops charges in, she can't help but smile.
Knowledge Arcana1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Knowledge shadow1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
As the bald Dorn speaks her eyes seem to flash as she turns her gaze to him, the intensity of it washing over him like a flashfire.
Intimidate1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
"You. Stop it. Now"
nightflier |
Chops slams into iron slab and falls on the hard stone without even denting the metal.
Sorok Hamfael |
Anvinder laughs "Yes, lets ask the black blood. He is bound to know several prayers, probably really good at them too."
Turning to Anvinder. I do know prayers to Izrador, but I am not one of his faithful Dorn!! Moving to the door once chops has finished his attempt to break it. Chops stop, it'll take too long to break it open that way. Using our strength at once we'll have a better chance. Finding an edge he pulls out his shortsword and sticks it in then begins to pull the door open.Sorok begins to rage while using the shortsword as an improvised crow bar.
Stength Check:1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 2 = 21
Solvistania Elghreah |
Solvistania turns a red rimmed glare on both the Black Blood Dwarf and the bald Dorn, which if it had been a magical spell, would have incinerated both of them, and left them both a pile of ash. "ENOUGH"
She then lays a hand on Chops shoulder, murmering, "There is a better way, Chops. She continues to exanine the markings. Knowledge, untrained, 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
nightflier |
Anvinder wrote:Anvinder laughs "Yes, lets ask the black blood. He is bound to know several prayers, probably really good at them too."Turning to Anvinder. I do know prayers to Izrador, but I am not one of his faithful Dorn!! Moving to the door once chops has finished his attempt to break it. Chops stop, it'll take too long to break it open that way. Using our strength at once we'll have a better chance. Finding an edge he pulls out his shortsword and sticks it in then begins to pull the door open.Sorok begins to rage while using the shortsword as an improvised crow bar.
Stength Check: 1d20+5+2
Sword bends, but it does not break... yet.
nightflier |
Solvistania turns a red rimmed glare on both the Black Blood Dwarf and the bald Dorn, which if it had been a magical spell, would have incinerated both of them, and left them both a pile of ash. "ENOUGH"
She then lays a hand on Chops shoulder, murmering, "There is a better way, Chops. She continues to exanine the markings. Knowledge, untrained, 1d20+5
Chops the Defender Dworg |
Anvinder wrote:Anvinder laughs "Yes, lets ask the black blood. He is bound to know several prayers, probably really good at them too."Turning to Anvinder. I do know prayers to Izrador, but I am not one of his faithful Dorn!! Moving to the door once chops has finished his attempt to break it. Chops stop, it'll take too long to break it open that way. Using our strength at once we'll have a better chance. Finding an edge he pulls out his shortsword and sticks it in then begins to pull the door open.Sorok begins to rage while using the shortsword as an improvised crow bar.
Stength Check: 1d20+5+2
Assist Strength check 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
OMFG Really!?!
Chops the Defender Dworg |
I feel like I should explain myself before you get frustrated - the easier way to the forge was that corridor with the trap that Sorok activated. This task with the slab can be solved in more than one way. Whoever solves the problem gets 1 fp.
I thought we were in that corridor.
Smacks forehead.
nightflier |
Sorok Hamfael wrote:Anvinder wrote:Anvinder laughs "Yes, lets ask the black blood. He is bound to know several prayers, probably really good at them too."Turning to Anvinder. I do know prayers to Izrador, but I am not one of his faithful Dorn!! Moving to the door once chops has finished his attempt to break it. Chops stop, it'll take too long to break it open that way. Using our strength at once we'll have a better chance. Finding an edge he pulls out his shortsword and sticks it in then begins to pull the door open.Sorok begins to rage while using the shortsword as an improvised crow bar.
Stength Check: 1d20+5+2
Assist Strength check 1d20+3
OMFG Really!?!
You know, you are such a persistently bad roller, that I feel like I should reward you for that... :)
Chops the Defender Dworg |
You know, you are such a persistently bad roller, that I feel like I should reward you for that... :)
When I was a cub scout, I won a prize for worst score at bowling once. I actually roll pretty good in person though. Weird. I think Paizo's roller hates dworgs. Maybe I should pull some luck feats out of the Complete Scoundrels and change my heroic path to Chanceborn.
Ragnar Death-Speaker |
Ragnar watches the struggle against the door and each other contemplating adding his strength to the effort, but seeing the metal door and the runes, he pauses. The spectral lights move to the four corners of the door, fully illuminating it. His eyes narrow and wash over with a faint white glow.
cast Detect Magic
Knowledge: History 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Knowledge: Arcana 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Linguistics 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Muni, Keeper of Memories |
Muni looks at the door from Ilona's shoulder.
"Damnit. Where in th' pits is Hugi when you need 'er."
Perception 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26
Eidetic Memory allows Muni to recall anything he's seen before, even if he doesn't understand it. Do the marks on the door look like anything he's ever seen? If so, where?
nightflier |
Ragnar watches the struggle against the door and each other contemplating adding his strength to the effort, but seeing the metal door and the runes, he pauses.
cast Detect Magic
Knowledge: History 1d20+4
Knowledge: Arcana 1d20+6
Linguistics 1d20+3
nightflier |
Muni looks at the door from Ilona's shoulder.
"Damnit. Where in th' pits is Hugi when you need 'er."
Perception 1d20+13
Eidetic Memory allows Muni to recall anything he's seen before, even if he doesn't understand it. Do the marks on the door look like anything he's ever seen? If so, where?
It's just a prayer to Izrador and Black Dwarf version of modern art.
Solvistania Elghreah |
Ragnar looks at the air, replying to no one. "I believe the common name for the incantation you speak of is 'Knock'. It is not one that I have learned. Solvistania? Know you the spell?"
Solvistania murmers in reply, "Aye, I am familiar with the spell, but currently lies beyond my ken." 2nd level spell, she can only cast 1st level spells, until 3rd level. "Perhaps after more studying and meditation, I will gain the necessary insight to learn it."
Chops the Defender Dworg |
Ragnar nods. "Short of battering down the walls that frame the slab, we have no way through under our own power. Sorok, I know little of earth spirits. What might asking the guardian above to help cost us?"
"He should do it so he can end his vigil. If he lets us through and we die, nothing changes for him but if we succeed he can go home."
Gilian |
"Indeed, Sorok, we can ask the elemental for help. Let me try."
Gilian steps to the iron door and takes out a little knife out of her bag. With a deft move, she pricks on of her palms, then the other. Small pearls of blood appear and she put both of her hands on the natural granit stone by the door.
The words are hesitant at first, as if she was making them. Then, she remembers her mothers summons and the rhythm that she used.
"By the blood I have now shed,
By the words we have shared
By the Pact we have made
Hear my plea, my call for aid.
Through the rock that you call home,
By my blood and by your name,
Heed my words flow to your bones,
Wake and come Grand-Father Stone"
On and on, Gilian repeats the words, each time a tone down until they turn into a low rumble where only the rhythm can be heard.
nightflier |
"Indeed, Sorok, we can ask the elemental for help. Let me try."
Gilian steps to the iron door and takes out a little knife out of her bag. With a deft move, she pricks on of her palms, then the other. Small pearls of blood appear and she put both of her hands on the natural granit stone by the door.
The words are hesitant at first, as if she was making them. Then, she remembers her mothers summons and the rhythm that she used.
"By the blood I have now shed,
By the words we have shared
By the Pact we have made
Hear my plea, my call for aid.Through the rock that you call home,
By my blood and by your name,
Heed my words flow to your bones,
Wake and come Grand-Father Stone"On and on, Gilian repeats the words, each time a tone down until they turn into a low rumble where only the rhythm can be heard.
The stone around reverberate with... snoring. "Akhmh! Er... What? Who? Akhem... Hasty, indeed. I have just gone to sleep, Granddaughter! Why do you wake me?" - snoring becomes words. It is like the stone walls are speaking.
100 Xp and 1 fp. Awesome roleplaying, Gil.
Gilian |
The stone around reverberate with... snoring. "Akhmh! Er... What? Who? Akhem... Hasty, indeed. I have just gone to sleep, Granddaughter! Why do you wake me?" - snoring becomes words. It is like the stone walls are speaking.
"It is hasty, but our lives are much shorter than that of your smallest descendent, Grandfather. Can you fill the metal blocking this tunnel. It is lock by the dark-one magic and we cannot open it. However, it is set in stone devoid of his influence. Can you loosen the stone enough for us to push this door open?"
Gilian |
"I did not doubt you could, Grandfather. We are looking to prevent the rebirth of the Progenitor that a cleric of the Dark one want to call back. They only aim for destruction and want to control all life on Aryth to better extinguish it. Our actions may only seem a pebble on a cliff but even a pebble can trigger a rock slide. And if none of us act, then the future is set. Nevertheless, whatever your reason, there is a price for everything. I know some of your children can be as restless as us humans and as curious as well. If one of them has the will, I will protect him and teach him our ways and will learn more of your ways so that we get closer together. If this price is right tell me. Otherwise, name your price."
If you agree, in game terms, this tiny earth elemental would be Gilian familiar as she can summon one at second level. The rules would exactly be the same as with other familiars. I was just envisaging to have a +3 in knowledge spirits to deal with earth spirits as the skill bonus
nightflier |
"I did not doubt you could, Grandfather. We are looking to prevent the rebirth of the Progenitor that a cleric of the Dark one want to call back. They only aim for destruction and want to control all life on Aryth to better extinguish it. Our actions may only seem a pebble on a cliff but even a pebble can trigger a rock slide. And if none of us act, then the future is set. Nevertheless, whatever your reason, there is a price for everything. I know some of your children can be as restless as us humans and as curious as well. If one of them has the will, I will protect him and teach him our ways and will learn more of your ways so that we get closer together. If this price is right tell me. Otherwise, name your price."
If you agree, in game terms, this tiny earth elemental would be Gilian familiar as she can summon one at second level. The rules would exactly be the same as with other familiars. I was just envisaging to have a +3 in knowledge spirits to deal with earth spirits as the skill bonus
"Hmmm... that is surprising, I must say... Yes, there is one of my great-grandchildren that is hasty... He is still a pebble, but he thinks himself a rolling stone..." For several long moments only silence can be heard - and then the ugly iron slab slides out of stone and crashes to the floor. "You are perhaps hasty enough for my great-grandchild, little one. I will send him to you when you calm your mind enough to feel the soul of the stone and hear the whispers of the rock. And you will owe me another favor to be named at some later moment in time, when I get some sleep!"
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Gilian |
"Hmmm... that is surprising, I must say... Yes, there is one of my great-grandchildren that is hasty... He is still a pebble, but he thinks himself a rolling stone..." For several long moments only silence can be heard - and then the ugly iron slab slides out of stone and crashes to the floor. "You are perhaps hasty enough for my great-grandchild, little one. I will send him to you when you calm your mind enough to feel the soul of the stone and hear the whispers of the rock. And you will owe me another favor to be named at some later moment in time, when I get some sleep!"
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"The deal is done, Grandfather. With the same restrictions as the last one. May your sleep be sound and deep."
Sorok Hamfael |
"The deal is done, Grandfather. With the same restrictions as the last one. May your sleep be sound and deep."
"That's quite a trick you've got there. Might have to learn something from that old stone. Pete and I will take the lead." He nods to the Halfling. "Let's go." Sorok moves to the front once more, not with haste but with determination.
nightflier |
Pete growls in frustration. "Bastards try to kill us with sneaky traps. You want to kill us, fight!"
He tries to disarm this trap as well.
1d20+9
As Pete tries to disarm the trap, silent rankling is heard from somewhere in the floor. Suddenly the whole section of the floor beneath Pete falls down and halfling madly scrambles for the safe ground. Reflex, please