Of Kings and Commoners - Kingmaker AP

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"I suppose I could use a top up there. If wee need to save charges though I can wait."

Looks like I hadn't updated my HP but I should currently be at 10 out of 18 points.

"Thankyou... ahhh feels good" Zokon looks visibly relieved

Celyne nods to Numalar... "No worries, Nummy... Here you go."

clw on Numalar: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

I'm at 26/31 HP. I'm not sure if that's worth using a wand charge yet.

You guys...when I'm unconscious and in negative HP, while there's still Mites bombarding from above, you leave me and Celyne alone and press on in a different direction rather than letting them come to us - and now you're relaxing and casually healing up minor boo-boos?...

With the frantic battle over, Alia meant to press their advantage, not intending to let the Mites regroup...realizing some of her comrades are heavily wounded as well, though, she takes a moment to catch her breath. Watching the exit of the room with her weapon ready, her adrenaline level drops and she becomes aware of the pain in her limbs caused by the fall.
But that's only pain. Could have ended worse.
MUCH worse-

"Lets get going

Zokon leads the way out of this maze thingie

The cave beyond is damp and haphazardly cluttered with broken beds, chairs, wagon wheels, and an assortment of worn, tattered, dingy, and broken objects pilfered or salvaged from big folk. A row of bookcases stands crookedly propped against the near wall, the shelves filled with bits of bone, feathers, and dried centipede legs. Old window frames, cracked and splintered, hang upon the wall like works of fine art.

One mite, overburdened by his sofa-sized backpack stuffed full of pole-arms struggles uselessly, like an overturned turtle, to flip back up to its feet.

Round 1
The Bold May Act!
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__ The Party
__ The prone, overburdened mite

Map updated.

"I'm not too much inclined to like or feel sorry for these mites, but the poor thing looks so pathetic."

Scarlet draws her swords, then takes a look around the room.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

"Feels like an ambush. They are the type to sacrifice the weak to lower our guard. Anyone see anything suspicious?"

Zokon is cautious to not look around

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

"Maybe he makes for a good captive?

"Feels like an ambush. They are the type to sacrifice the weak to lower our guard. Anyone see anything suspicious?"

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

With these rolls I think we are all looking at the same thing! :)

"If it will stay out of our way then I'd rather just leave it here."

Are the polearms small, i.e. sized for mites?

"Maybe they loaded the guy up with blackpowder and polearms? It could be a trap, be careful!" Alia comments, staying near the back in case the remaining mites circled around.

"Banana?"

It seems to be what it looks like.

And sorry for the further delay. Apparently my posting window has shutters.

"If it's not gonna move... let it be. We got what we came here for."

Scarlet keeps her weapons drawn and carefully walks up to the mite provoking an AoO.

If it swipes at her she will try to kill it.

"Banana?"

"Grrr."

...And Mikmek kicks the mite.

Seemingly made of rubber and uncaring of the smack the mite continues to to try to right itself to no effect.

"YAP wa', vaj wIja''a'."

"Lets go then.. "

Zokon continues out of the lair

The path ahead a steep cork-screw tunnel that leads upwards about 20 feet. It opens on the wet floor of a large low cavern crisscrossed by several shallow trenches, each containing trickles of putrid-looking fluid. Six foul mounds of compost and dung lie heaped about the room, each studded with small spherical eggs.

A chipped crockery bowl filled with blood and squashed field-mice lies upturned on the ground near the center of the chamber.

Dozens of little centipedes scuttle about the chamber.

The western end of the cave cinches down to a narrow opening on the wall abutting the low-ceiling. It seems to lead upwards. There's even a slight breeze.

Map updated.

"Oh look! Eggs! They must breed their young here... but what IS that awful smell... oh... offal! how ... disgusting."

Kn Nature unskilled.. : 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2 Can someone aiding you take you over 10 for unskilled knowledge skills?

"Nope I got nothing... wow! it does stink in here... ."

"Hey! Dung!" Scarlet doesn't seem to be offended by the terrible smell.

Knowledge(Nature): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

"And eggs, I guess. Unless we see a trap in here, let's get out of here. Feel that breeze? We must be close to the surface."

Scarlet keeps her swords drawn and eyes peeled as she heads toward the upward-sloping opening.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

know nature dc 12: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

"Oh no... these aren't mite eggs, they're giant centipede eggs... still stinks though."

Numalar looks around to see if the party missed anything.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

"Yes, that looks like it might be the exit. Let's get out of this stinking hole."

Taking the tunnel up t party eventually returns to the cramped tunnel with the perpendicular shaft they originally descended down. Climbing upward they emerge amid the gnarled roots of the tree, and into fresh air. The morning mist has burned off and day looks to be a nice one. The sun has not yet reached the midday mark.

What would you like to do?

"Alright, we're out of there. Ask the kobold what he plans to do now, and if he'll trade the moon radishes for the statue."

Scarlet looks at Celyne. "Let's find Luna. She must be bored, eh?"

Yes Luna then the kobolds to return their statue..."

As he stretches out with Glee

Celyne looks for Luna, calls for her softly, hoping she's not off hunting. "Trade the statue for the radishes? Why not deliver the statue ourselves, and try to make friends with the whole tribe? They could turn out to be good allies if we befriend them."

Luna! Where are you, baby?" she calls out softly, not raising her voice too much... then she makes kissy noises and calls for Luna again.

"Well from my readings I seem to remember if you can somehow win the friendship of a kobold tribe they actually make decent allies, it's just making friends part that's difficult."

Zokon shrugs

"Well then, Numalar you want to say hello, then?"

"Well then, Numalar you want to say hello, then?"

"Hmm."

Numalar turns to Mikmek.

"wIghomDI' nuvpu' wa'DIch ghom jISaHchugh naDev neH chaH."

Numalar indicates the spot on the map where the silver mine is located.

"'ach DaH 'e' vItIv maH, vaj Ho'Du' jej neH tIHmey maH Hoch wo' tuq?"

Mikmek looks suspiciously at Numalar and his map and then listens to his bastardized Draconic.

After a moment Mikmek barks, and wags his tail happily in agreement. He points to the mine marked on the map.

The party meets up with Naleksa, Luna, Didymus and their mounts.

How did you want to proceed: head straight to the mine (3 hexes away), explore the hex you are in, rest? Map Updated.

"So, that's cleared up, then? Let's get away from this tree. What's in the mine, anyway? Let's find Luna and then explore here for a bit longer."

Celyne's meeting with Luna is joyful, and the two roll about on the ground hugging and playing with each other for several minutes before Celyne stands and brushes herself off, trying to get the grass stains off her clothes, blushing and looking embarrassed... "Well, that was fun... i mean.. it's good to be reunited... I felt so alone without Luna at my side."

"Why don't we explore this area a little on our way so we don't have to return here quite so soon again. If we never see this area again, it will be too soon for me."

Numalar gives Sir Didymus a good scratch before saddling up.

"Why don't we explore this area a little on our way so we don't have to return here quite so soon again."

"Indeed. No sense passing through here without mapping the area."

I believe we are following the Purple path. We have already visited Nettle's Crossing I believe, and I think those two half-hexes we have been through should be mapped by now.

"Agreed, i'll keep my bow ready in case of mitey visitors."
Zokon mounts up and takes out his bow

I believe we are following the Purple path. We have already visited Nettle's Crossing I believe, and I think those two half-hexes we have been through should be mapped by now.

The halves you have been to are mapped, the other sides have not been visited yet (the unquiet specter of Davik Nettles having barred the path).

The party moves through the hills and vales around the enormous sycamore. At one point they come to a briar-filled vale and are forced to leave their pack animals behind to survey on foot.

Part through the thorny path with Zokon leading the way a pair of huge whiptail centipedes because that span of numbers on the random encounter chart really, really likes the group rise out of the foliage like giant cobras and attack the party. Fortunately some of the party members notice the noise of their advance.

Note this is still the same day as the raid on the Mite lair.

Round 1
The Bold May Act!
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__ Poshment surprise round
__ Numalar surprise round
__ Alia surprise round
__ Scarlet surprise round
__ Whiptails surprise round
__ Celyne surprise round

__ (Luna)
__ Poshment
__ Numalar
__ Zokon
__ Mikmek
__ Alia
__ Scarlet
__ Whiptails
__ (Sir Didymus)
__ Celyne

Map Updated.

"Wonderful. No wonder those mites like this area so much!"

Numalar spits a fizzling glob of green liquid at the nearest centipede.

acid splash with acid flask focus, vs touch AC & flat-footed: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 221d3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"More Centipedes?" Scarlet draws her swords and steps forward a bit.

Aliabot does that thing that makes her sword all magical.

Seeing the centipede Poshbot jumps for joy (assuming his encumbrance is under control). These two seem the perfect targets for his 10 pounds of caltrops. He draws on his supply.

The whiptails attack. Their snake-like bodies having no trouble with the tight path through the thorns. *SNAP!! SNAP!!*

red 20% miss chance through soft cover: 1d100 ⇒ 98

bite v Scarlet: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (4, 3) + 7 = 14 Hit! Fort Save vs Poison DC 17.

orange 20% miss chance through soft cover: 1d100 ⇒ 12

bite v Zokon: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 damage: 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (8, 7) + 7 = 22 Miss due to cover!

Note this is still the same day as the raid on the Mite lair.

Round 1
The Bold May Act!
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__ Celyne surprise round

__ (Luna)
__ Poshment
__ Numalar
__ Zokon
__ Mikmek
__ Alia
__ Scarlet -17 hp
__ Whiptails
__ (Sir Didymus)
__ Celyne

Map Updated.

Numalar opens his scroll case and pulls out a scroll. He reads from it.

"Ayray Orchingscray!" he shouts, and he points at the centipede he already hit once.

scorching ray vs. touch AC -4 cover?: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 - 4 = 174d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 5, 1) = 11

Probably a hit.

A bolt of heat flies out and strikes the scorpion.

"I'm gettin' really tired of centipedes! Scarlet yells as the insect bites her."

Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Scarlet grits her teeth and pushes through. He blades erupt into flame as she enters a bloodrage.

Cold Iron Masterwork Longsword, Bloodrage,TWF: 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 2 - 2 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9
Fire Strike: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Masterwork Shortsword, Bloodrage, TWF: 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 2 - 2 = 8
Damage: 1d6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 = 11
Fire Strike: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Sigh

surprise round:

Celyne aims a beam of light at the closest creature.

to hit, ranged touch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
dmg if hits: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

if hits, it needs to make a fort save dc 16 or be blinded for 1 round

Luna charges the nearest centipede...

to hit, bite: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 2 = 10
dmg if hits: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Alia finishes her incantation, then moves up next to Scarlet:"What IS it with these freaks...we gotta ask the next bandits we capture how they avoid getting eaten by these things left and right..."
That said, she stabs straight at the creatures eye, only barely missing her mark.
Acrobatics to avoid AoO: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Stab!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 Damage: 2d4 + 5 ⇒ (4, 4) + 5 = 13 + nonlethal cold: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8 + Fatigue!
Pierce!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 Damage: 2d4 + 5 ⇒ (2, 4) + 5 = 11 + nonlethal cold: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Standard to cast Frostbite, move to close in, spellstriking the whiptail. At least we are not squeezed any more. Even if we are in Centipede Land.

Zokon uses studied target on the one that attacked him then punches it

attack spiked gauntlet: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

spiked gauntlet damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6