Old School Greyhawk - Saltmarsh Campaign PFRPG (570CY - Southern Keoland)

Game Master ALLENDM

Edan

Edan hears the arrow hit the spider and it almost sounds like it screams as it tries to move away from Rabalar and those arrows. Edan looks up and suddenly sees the large spider. "By the grace of Berna!" He then hears D'ogryn and turns to see what is going on. "Rabalar you and Thout tend to the spiders! I am going back down to help with our unwanted guests!"

He turns and moves down the stairs and towards D'ogryn and Naia. He gets downstairs and sees that D'ogryn is seriously wounded. Naia appears to be on the other side of the door trying to figure out who is where outside.

He looks at the bolt and at D'ogryn. "Hold on my young friend! I will tend your wounds as best I can. This is going to hurt... He puts one hand on the young cook's shoulder and one on the bolt...D'ogryn winces in pain and gives the Touv a look of fear as he knows what is about to happen. The Touv pulls the bolt out and D'ogryn screams. As soon as he does he begins to pray to his god...His pray is in Touv and D'ogryn doesn't understand it but as Edan's hands begin to light up in a bluish white light the young man can feel the warmth spring out and into his side. The pain begins to subside almost immediately and D'ogryn smiles at Edan. Edan looks at the wound and at D'ogryn..."Better?

Cure Light Wounds
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

D'ogryn

He nods his head..."A lot! He smiles at Naia and wipes away the blood on his chin. "See! Back in the fight! He pats Edan on the shoulder. "Two of them with crossbows on either side...but we need to worry about the two that disappeared!"

Thout needs to go as soon as I get back from a honey-do I will get him taken care of :)

Busy at work, so I won't be able to catch up or respond for some hours...

Thout

The young half dwarf hearing the commotion downstairs and seeing Edan turn around turn back around and head down the stairs turns to Rabalar. "I will head downstairs and help out! You find them and put some holes in them from hear!" He moves down the hall towards the stairs.

As he goes by Soros he shouts out. "Stay with Rabalar and cover his back while he finds our friends outside! He goes by Soros and over to the stairs.

Reflex Save - over rotted/weakened flooring - greyed area
Reflex Save - 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19 DC12
Run x3 to stair and stops at top - not able to run on gradual stairs

No problem at all OSW.

Soros

Soros nods as Thout goes by and looks to Rabalar as the olf tracks the spider.He sees the spider and calls on his magical ability and sends a ray of frost at the spider.

Naia is up and Thug 3 - whom Naia, D'ogryn, and Edan can't see.

Naia’s face drops as D’og is shot, and she barely has time to react or help before two more shots splinter door frames and powder walls. Wanting to press the advantage she rashly steps out and throws her harpoon at the enemy to her left.

Move Action: Step out. It’s party time.
Standard Action Throw harpoon. A whale of a time.

Whkirrr!!!!: 1d20 + 1 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 3 + 1 = 8 [+1 BAB, +3 Str +1 Weapon Training] Yay.
Shzwirrrttt!!!!: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9 [+4 THF Str, +1 Weapon Training]

The harpoon flies badly, the trailing cord in her off hand spilling out like a condemnation in her mind.

Oh. Damn

Naia is in the doorway, waiting to eat crossbow bolts. @DM, do these crossbows have a full round loading time?

Naia is in the doorway, waiting to eat crossbow bolts. @DM, do these crossbows have a full round loading time?

Light crossbow - to load is a move action. Heavy crossbow - to load is a full round action. Lt Xbow for medium is 1d8 damage and Hvy Xbow for medium is 1d10.

Naia’s face drops as D’og is shot, and she barely has time to react or help before two more shots splinter door frames and powder walls. Wanting to press the advantage she rashly steps out and throws her harpoon at the enemy to her left.

Move Action: Step out. It’s party time.
Standard Action Throw harpoon. A whale of a time.

[dice=Whkirrr!!!!]1d20 + 1 + 3 + 1 [+1 BAB, +3 Str +1 Weapon Training] Yay.
[dice=Shzwirrrttt!!!!]1d8 + 4 + 1 [+4 THF Str, +1 Weapon Training]

The harpoon flies badly, the trailing cord in her off hand spilling out like a condemnation in her mind.

Oh. Damn

In your attempt to throw the harpoon quickly your arm goes to far left across your body and the harpoon flies far left and just short of the man...you can see him and he looked shocked at the fact Naia threw that harpoon so far and doesn't look pleased that it might have hit him as he was in the process of grabbing another bolt and attempting to load his light crossbow.

Ok, well, this was fun. Meet Naia the pre-pincushion. Thanks for the memories.... ;P

Antas, Ferona, and Peran

As the three of you discuss Ferona's admirer you can see the man that smiled at Ferona talking to the barkeep. The barkeep nods as he wipes off the counter. A moment later he walks away and as he hands off a platter of drinks he talks to a younger serving girl. A moment later your serving lady walks up to the bar and talks to the barkeep. He hands her a bottle and three mugs. A moment later she walks to your table and smiles.

The middle aged server comes up to you and waits for you to see her and stop speaking: Gentleman, mistress, a bottle of fine spring pear wine is on the house. May I open it and serve you? She smiles as she puts the three small mugs down and wipes the bottle off.

"What a nice gesture. Thank the barman for such a generous gift, but I must ask, is this normal? Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but we are new here and know very few people, so you can understand our slight confusion."

He reaches out for the unopened bottle and takes it from the server.

Ferona reaches for the bottle of wine, but withdraws her hand as Peran beats her to the punch. As she awaits the server to finish serving the gifted wine she shakes her head at Peran. "I do believe the man who is showing his generosity is doing so out of the kindness of his heart. such acts of altruism are, admittedly, rarer in these dark times." As the words trail from her lips her gaze travels over towards the table where the man was no doubt observing her and her companions. For a brief instance her eyes meet his own and a brief moment of clarity washes over her...

What is his true motives...Wooing me...or is it something more...

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

Thug 3

Naia stands at the front of the house...amazed at the poor throw and notices movement to our right. A man is sneaking along the outside edge of the front yard heading to the eastern edge of the house. He looks to your direction and can see that you are staring at him.

Your 13 beat his 10.

Ned Shankshaft

Spider

The spider wounded and broken wants nothing to do with Thout, Edan, or the other creature poking holes in it. It quickly moves back to the center of the room hoping to get lost in the shadows and darkness.

Inside the House
Combat Conditions

Round (4)
Dread Wood Spiders
Spiders are upside down on the ceiling over the entry room.
Dim Light - Spiders are in the shadows of the ceiling. You can hear them but it is hard to see them.
Spiders have concealment - 20% miss chance as long as they are on the ceiling and 15 feet away or more while in the dim light.

Round 4
Happier that the remaining spider seems intent on not bothering his companions, Rabalar still feels obligated to destroy the threat to other travelers, though he's having a hard time ignoring the obvious issues below him. "One more. Need to take it out so I can see what help you need . . .."

Yield move for Bullseye Shot, loose an arrow.

Longbow w/ Precise & Bullseye: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + 4 = 17
Piercing w/ Precise: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Partially concealed at 15' means partially concealed at 30' with low-light, right? In case you want the miss chance, anyway . . ..

Concealment: Bottom 20% misses: 1d100 ⇒ 66

Rabalar

The arrow skips off the ceiling just to the right of the spider. Just missing the creature as it attempts to skitter off.

Thug 1.1 and Thug 1.2

The thugs keep shooting their crossbows but don't seem interested in pressing their attack. Seeing Naia in the open the both engage the open target. The first bolt from the left slams into the wall behind but the second one hits the young fighter in the thigh sinking deeply. Both men look surprised that the young women survived the volley.

Naia has taken 4 hp of damage - -1 ATK/AC/Sav/Skill/Abil/Caster Level

Looking out towards Naia as the bolt connects with her thigh, The young cook reacts quickly.
Naia.

He reaches out and pulls the whaler back inside the house, letting his eyes roam around very quickly to make sure no one else is targeting them. Stepping back away from the door to cut off any chance of those bolts hitting them. He looks to Edan as he lets go of Naia.
Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

D'ogryn gives Naia a quick look over and determines that she is hurt but still able to fight.

Dalt what trap am I in now....Where are the tumblers and how can I disable them...

His eyes widen slightly and he turns his head up towards where he thinks Rabalar is located. He keeps his voice loud enough that he can here him but not too loud that his plan is heard by those outside. He starts directing things as if he was cooking in the middle of a busy dinner rush.

Rabalar...We have two hiding in the bushes outside the door. One to each side of us. Light Crossbows judging by the reload times. I do not have a location on the one to the east Or insert location here but the one to west is near the dead tree with all the brush trees growing around it. He may not have the bushes to give him cover from your position. Two others have gone missing. I suspect they will try and get inside soon...watch your backside. We have to expect them to know this house and that means the back stairs. It is dark in here so I suspect they will have to get close to see you.

Soros can you lend some range help to Rabalar and take out those archers?

He turns quickly to Edan.
Close the door if you can. Then get back here.

He lets his eyes fall on Naia.
We hold this position from that corner. It gives us a good look at all points of entry and does not leave us in direct line of sight.
D'gryn points to the southeast corner of the room.

Those archers seem to not want to press their advantage and are keeping us here...for what reason. Two others are missing including the one without shoes.

Wiping blood from his mouth, the short man gives another quick scan of the room they are in. Open with little to no cover...Two enemies behind us and outside. Two missing and no way to find them right now.

Thout keep an eye on things up there but we will need you down here if things get hairy.

Antas sees the drink delivered and while his two companions consider it, Antas stands and walks over to the fellow and says I am Antas, thank ya for yer kindness, would ya care to join us?

Antas and the Stranger

The man looks a bit surprised as do all the guildsman around him as Antas walks up and introduces himself. The young man begins to stutter just a bit and then rights himself..."Al...Al...Aldon...Biltor." He looks around and then to the table that Antas came from. Another man chimes in quickly..a man that looks like an older version of the younger man. "I told you lad it was mistake to be sending drinks to a women seated with two mean...even if they are both religious men...[he gives a laugh]" The younger man gives him an incredulous look and then it seems to simmer to a frown. The other men by him give a chucke...but one quickly turns to Antas and puts his hand out. He is big strong young man...a farmer from the looks of him. "Ned...Ned Highshepard! The other man to the opposite side steps up and he puts his hand out to Antas.."Vince Yarunson." The man smells of coal and his hands are tough as is his forearms...probably a smith. The somewhat older man puts his hand out as well after the other two pull theirs back in. "Gabriel Biltor and brother to the love struck one over here!" He grabs his younger brother and wraps his arm around his shoulders and laughs. The young man Aldon quickly chimes in.."I just wanted to send her a good wine that I like...I ment to no offense to you and your friend or the lady...truly I didn't."

D'ogryn

D'ogryn begins shouting out instructions to everyone loudly so that they can hear him. As he does he realizes that he saw the man to the east skirting along the front yard on the outer edge of the house moving south towards the old house. The other man, the hooded man, is nowhere in sight.

Naia appears to be able to fight...grazed but not seriously wounded.

Thout

Thout grumbles a bit after D'ogryn barks out his orders. [b]"I think I would better serve downstairs but I will hold my position on the stairs if you like! We need to level the field and soon! Whoever this is they have the jump on us!

Holds the position at the stairs and scans the area around the front door and then to his left and right.

Hold the position and anyone attempts to move on the team below he will move down the stairs to support. Otherwise, he will support Soros and Rabalar's flanks.

Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

The half-dwarf doesn't see anything downstairs or upstairs that appear to be a threat.

Edan

Edan looks at D'ogryn. "You mean the door laying all over the floor? That door? Rabalar we need you take out the two men with the crossbows! One your right by the second dead bush...tree...whatever that is! The other one is to the left of the trail near the bush by the tree! Not exactly sure past that!"

He turns back to D'ogryn "We need to hold this position until Rabalar clears the outside. Naia and I can hold the door you need to locate that other man!"

The young war priest swings his short sword and puts his back to the west side wall by the door. he puts his eye on the outside east edge of the porch and yard.

Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Soros sees the bald man move up to the edge of his vision and then disappear.

Will post after Soros...

I will be busy for a few hours, but can post then. Seeing as Naia and Soros are in different areas I could conceivably post before him and not effect his actions...

Soros

Soros moves up to the window by Rabalar...He looks outside and tries to quickly discern where the two men with crossbows are... The only man he sees is the man to the west by the bush. He points him out to Rabalar. "My spells don't have the distance to be of any effect on the man!"

He readies himself if the man moves up so he can cast his spell!

Ready action - Ray of Frost - cast if the man to the west moves into better range or if he sees someone else in range.

Perception with elevation bonus and description synergy from D'ogryn and Soros. 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 2 + 2 = 10

Naia is up.

Hearing the grumblings of the half dwarf....
I would love for you to be down here with us but right now we have two of them out front and another one sneaking along the east towards the back of the house and another one missing. Sorros is not enough protection for Rabalar if they come up the back stairs.

D'ogryn looks to Sorros...
No offense meant.

Is the window broken out, or whole?

Naia peers out the doorway, grimacing in pain. Leaning against the wall she retrieves a javelin from her back and hurls it at the right-side thug.

”Mate with a hillock, grub!” she curses as she throws.

Hwirrr: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 + 1 - 1 = 8 [+1 BAB, +2 Dex, +1 Weapon Training, -1 grazed]
Thurnk!!!: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9 [+3 Str, +1 Weapon Training]

Naia’s heart sinks as she realises the throw is hard, but again, off target.

I’m thinking I have cover with regard to the thug I missed, but not to the one I...now missed...

Edan

Edan looks at D'ogryn. "You mean the door laying all over the floor? That door?

Yes Edan that door, unless you see another door around here?....you are saying that there is nothing salvageable to lean against the door frame to give us cover...Got it.

Antas and the Stranger

The man looks a bit surprised as do all the guildsman around him as Antas walks up and introduces himself. The young man begins to stutter just a bit and then rights himself..."Al...Al...Aldon...Biltor." He looks around and then to the table that Antas came from. Another man chimes in quickly..a man that looks like an older version of the younger man. "I told you lad it was mistake to be sending drinks to a women seated with two mean...even if they are both religious men...[he gives a laugh]" The younger man gives him an incredulous look and then it seems to simmer to a frown. The other men by him give a chucke...but one quickly turns to Antas and puts his hand out. He is big strong young man...a farmer from the looks of him. "Ned...Ned Highshepard! The other man to the opposite side steps up and he puts his hand out to Antas.."Vince Yarunson." The man smells of coal and his hands are tough as is his forearms...probably a smith. The somewhat older man puts his hand out as well after the other two pull theirs back in. "Gabriel Biltor and brother to the love struck one over here!" He grabs his younger brother and wraps his arm around his shoulders and laughs. The young man Aldon quickly chimes in.."I just wanted to send her a good wine that I like...I ment to no offense to you and your friend or the lady...truly I didn't."

Just wanted to say that I am still around here. I am trying to determine how Ferona will react here as there are a couple of ways I can see this progressing. Stay tuned ;)

Antas looks back at his friends after shaking all their hands and says No harm done friend. Perhaps we might all join ya and yah might get to know the lady better or make an offer of such? . He smiles to the table in general and to the older man and says simply because I dedicate my life ta Heironious does not make me dead na immune ta a lady. Finally he looks to Vince and says ya have the arms and hands of a smithy. I've done a fair share of it myself. Ya smell of my home and bring back a smile of my family for sure Vince.

ALLENDM wrote:

Antas and the Stranger

The man looks a bit surprised as do all the guildsman around him as Antas walks up and introduces himself. The young man begins to stutter just a bit and then rights himself..."Al...Al...Aldon...Biltor." He looks around and then to the table that Antas came from. Another man chimes in quickly..a man that looks like an older version of the younger man. "I told you lad it was mistake to be sending drinks to a women seated with two mean...even if they are both religious men...[he gives a laugh]" The younger man gives him an incredulous look and then it seems to simmer to a frown. The other men by him give a chucke...but one quickly turns to Antas and puts his hand out. He is big strong young man...a farmer from the looks of him. "Ned...Ned Highshepard! The other man to the opposite side steps up and he puts his hand out to Antas.."Vince Yarunson." The man smells of coal and his hands are tough as is his forearms...probably a smith. The somewhat older man puts his hand out as well after the other two pull theirs back in. "Gabriel Biltor and brother to the love struck one over here!" He grabs his younger brother and wraps his arm around his shoulders and laughs. The young man Aldon quickly chimes in.."I just wanted to send her a good wine that I like...I ment to no offense to you and your friend or the lady...truly I didn't."

Just wanted to say that I am still around here. I am trying to determine how Ferona will react here as there are a couple of ways I can see this progressing. Stay tuned ;)

No problem.

Antas looks back at his friends after shaking all their hands and says No harm done friend. Perhaps we might all join ya and yah might get to know the lady better or make an offer of such? . He smiles to the table in general and to the older man and says simply because I dedicate my life ta Heironious does not make me dead na immune ta a lady. Finally he looks to Vince and says ya have the arms and hands of a smithy. I've done a fair share of it myself. Ya smell of my home and bring back a smile of my family for sure Vince.

Vince smiles...his grin is as big as his arms and shoulders. "The Yarunson's have been at the forge for six generations. My great grandfather was a weapon's master and well known in Keoland for his craftmanship!"...

Ned chimes in quickly..."Oh oh...here we go again with the tall tales!" He gives Antas a wink when he sees Vince give him a dirty look when everyone around them laughs.

Vince quickly replies..."It is truth. His forge mark brings a high price as many of his weapons are masterworks!"

Ned..."Yep...they sure are....I have a hoe in my barn that has his forge mark...one of the best hoes I have ever owned..."

Vince looks at him...then starts to laugh and takes a big drink of his mug finishing it off. "It will never bend or break! At that Ned lifts his mug and they tap them together and laugh.

Antas can tell that the four are good friends and those around them enjoy their company.

Is the window broken out, or whole?

the windows are all broken out but covered in old boards...nailed form the outside. There are 4 to 8 inch gaps between the boards. It would not be possible for Soros to use his sling with the tight quarters and the boards in the way...for you it is much easier. A move action by either of you to clear the boards would give you a completely open window (STR DC12) to knock them out. In that case Soros could use his sling with a -1 to hit due to the tight quarters with the sling. They do provide you partial cover (+2 to AC each). Cleared you get (+1 to your AC each). All windows are like this unless noted.