[PFC, GDV] GM Granta's Voice in the Void (#35) (Inactive)

Game Master Granta

Culbknavel deftly fires his crosbow at the yellow musk creeper.

[dice=Crossbow w/Point-Blank Shot, Precise Shot, inspire courage, & cover]1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4[/dice]
[dice=Cold iron bolt w/Point-Blank Shot & inspire courage]1d6 + 1 + 1[/dice]

Xavier continues to lob Magic Missiles at the creeper!

Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

(can't believe I almost missed my turn sorry!)

Rayna fires again!

Bow: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Poke.

You continue to attack the plant creature in the room and with several hits you finally defeat it before it can transform somebody into a zombie.

"Well, I say...that was a thing."

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

"Where to next, lads and ladies?"

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

"Oohhh!!" Wulbknavel rushes over to the stack of crates against the far wall and points excitedly.

"There's a secret door!"

"Not Any More!" smiles Prisim. Her mind somewhat distracted by thoughts of the tall elf she had been drinking with just before heading into the dusty cellars.

"Wait... do the tracks lead there?"

Wulbknavel clambers up on the crates and levers himself down behind one as he tries to push it aside with his legs and feet.

Strength check: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (10) - 3 = 7

He pauses in his exertions as Prism mentions tracks.

"I don't know, but its a secret door!"

He resumes pushing.

Strength check: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (20) - 3 = 17

Rayna keeps silent as the smaller folk discuss doors, keeping an arrow nocked with bow held low, elven eyes scanning for further threats.

Wulbknavel pushes and pulls at the door handle, but the door does not move. Something seems to be blocking it from the other side.

Str. 20 to open it.

I was just moving crates away from the door, I didn't try to open it. Once the crates are clear I'll make a Perception check to check for traps.

Perception for traps: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

"Maybe if we all pull together? Does anyone have a crowbar?"

Prisim, however has incredibly thin weedy looking arms. "I'm not sure I will be much help.."

But will use mage hand if that can aid!

aid: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (8) - 2 = 6

Provided that Wulbknavel declares the door free of traps, Kambraxes will put his back into it.

Open Door Strength check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Little help, please!

Rayna looks around, also to confirm that there are no traps, putting her shoulder on the wall next to Kambraxes, and with a smile to him will use one hand to help try and (Aid Another) wrench the door open while keeping the other on her bow.

Strength: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Afllier puts away few crates to have space to help fellow companions with the door. Once it opens he put on his shield, draws sword and looks about the room from the doorstep.
Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 16

After moving crates, Wulbknavel scans the door for traps. He does not find any.

The rest of the group tries to open the door. It's blocked from the other side, but together you finally kick in the door.

The chamber on the other side contains several tall wooden bookshelves reaching to the ceiling, almost bursting with the weight of books and scrolls filling the shelves. The shelves and their contents are encrusted with thick growths of brightly colored fungus and glistening mold. Many tomes have fallen from the shelves, their open pages forming a base for more fungi and large mushrooms which carpet the floor. The air here is damp and close, and several of the fungal growths pulse with an eerie purple light that dimly lights the room.

The 20-foot-by-20-foot eastern portion of the room is covered in a particularly thick and slimy mat of mold. slippery, difficult terrain

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Wulbknavel scans the room with detect magic.

"Wow! What a mushROOM!"

"That was terrible Wulbknavel!" giggles Prisim.
perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

"Oh.. look over there, hidden under that mold... a trapdoor. I wonder what is below that?"

She looks around for signs of tracks or missing guards.

"The operative word there was 'mold'." says Kambraxes. "If the guards had gone that way, wouldn't we see signs of their passage?"

"I can't help but think this mold is new. It is all over the books. Surely the staff at the museum would not normally let their collection fall into ruin like this."

"I'm becomming paranoid..so suspicious everything is here.."

Perceprion: 1d20 ⇒ 12

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Xavier renews his wand of Shield on himself as he moves into the room, eyes scanning this way and that...trying hard not to groan at the puns, his heavily-relied-upon wand of Magic Missile in his other hand.

Rayna puts a hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle of her own as she brings up the rear of the party eyes also darting about looking for possible threats.

Perc: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

She then mutters to herself after also seeing the trapdoor "Γαμώτο ότι gnome έχει καλή μάτια!"

Wulbknavel gives a sly smile as he eases into the room, crossbow in hand and scanning for danger.

The guards did not come or go through the trap door.

While you discuss about the guards, the ruined collection and the trap door suddenly a strange monster approaches you from behind the shelves.

Round 1
Afflier
Xavier
Wulbknavel
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Fungus
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Rayna
Prisim
Kambraxes

Afllier moves forward rising up his shield

"Does anyone of you little scholars know what it is? Is it dangerous?"

He's ready to protect his friends. ready action to attack fungus if it behaces hostilely

"Eww.. it's like someone left the yoghurt out in the sun too long..." squeals Prisim.

Xavier moves into the room and backs up a bit along the wall, keeping his wands ready.

"No idea, chap...just glad that fungus is not humongous!"

Xavier Readies an action to fire a Magic Missile at it, but only if the creature does something aggressive.

Forgive me for the Munchkin reference ;)

Knowledge (nature): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Wulbknavel laughs at Xavier's joke.

"No idea, Afllier!"

Wulbknavel readies his crossbow should the strange creature attack.

Afflier moves forward and prepares to attack the fungus while Xavier and Wulbknavel do the same but stay back.

The fungus steps up to Afflier and bites.
it moves around the shelf on the other side
Fungus vs. Afflier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

readied actions please :)

Round 1
Afflier (ready action)
Xavier (ready action)
Wulbknavel (ready action)
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Fungus
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Rayna
Prisim
Kambraxes

Afllier smashes it with hammer!

Warhammer; PA: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 141d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

"Well... that is not something you see everyday.." notes Prisim.

Then, as everyone else slips into action she adds
"Oh... Holy Light of Fungal Eradication!"
ranged touch into melee: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
acid damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Kambraxes stumbles getting past Prisim and his swing goes wild.

Longsword: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 51d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Ready Action Wand of Magic Missile:
Force Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Please see my original post for my readied action result.

Rayna moves into the room behind Xavier and fires at the enemy!

Bow: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

When the fungus moves closer you release a series of attacks at the moving plant, cutting it, melting it with acid or damaging it with force.

Round 2
Afflier
Xavier
Wulbknavel
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Fungus -27HP
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Rayna
Prisim
Kambraxes

Xavier can't really go anywhere, so he just keeps firing with his wand, muttering, "Dash it all...!"

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Afllier contunies bashing the strange plant

Warhammer; PA: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 151d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Will hopefully have my first post within the next 12 hours.

The cerebric fungus is for subtier 3-4, so we're going to say you've successfully dispatched it at this point, and move on.

I will brush up on the scenario tomorrow, but for now you can explore this room, then decide whether to finish clearing this floor or brave Prisim's trapdoor?

Are there signs of tracks heading towards the trap door?

Perception or Survival

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Prisim peers at the ground, trying to identify what may have been there before the yoghurt exploded.

Afllier helps Prisim

Aid, Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 6

Xavier looks around as well.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

You don't find any tracks, even though the mold and fungus covering everything seem to make a good surface for preserving footprints.

Nothing else to see/do in this room. Secret door or Scriptorium?

Rayna keeps an arrow nocked, but the bow is at half-rest as she looks around as well, eyeing the trap door carefully.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

"Do we venture down and see what the root of the problem may be, or ensure that we leave no potential threats behind us here?"

Rayna is good either way