PFS Scenario 06 - Black Waters (Inactive)

Game Master Tarondor

Wilhelm will take a 5' step to the south. He shouts, "Bram, come flank this thing with me!"

He stabs with his rapier. Two-Handed Stab!: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Bram moves into a flanking position with Wilhelm and brings his axe down at the beetle.

Waraxe: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Not wishing to waste any of her magical energies on such a pitiful creature, Malena unleashes an acid splash at the water beetle. She finds the effects her minor spell within the murky water to be just as pitiful.

Attack: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0

, but delaying until after Wilhelm for the shot - if you allow that

I definitely allow that.

Malena, don't forget the penalty for firing into melee.

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Wilhelm circles to his right, stabbing the bug between its grasping mandibles and causing it to wail in a high, piping scream. Gritta's arrow pierces its heavy carapace a moment later, badly injuring it. Bram stumbles in the neck-high water, his attack ineffective. Similarly, Malena's discomfort in the dark waters causes her acid to splash only into the drink.

Beetle v. Wilhelm: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

The angry beetle again slashes at Wilhelm with its razor-sharp mandibles, but the agile rogue slips out of the way.

MAP OF THE WATER FIGHT

Anyone, go!

Bram grits his teeth, and feeling anger start to well up inside him, swings his waraxe again.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11

"Ha ha!" Wilhelm laughs as he dodges the beetle's attack. He takes his rapier in both hands and stabs again at the giant insect, trying to find a particularly tender spot with the beetle flanked.

Stab!: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 7 + 2 = 19

Damage + Sneak Attack: 1d6 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + (5) = 9

And that's all she wrote. Wilhelm's rapier pierces one of the beetle's eyes and the creature thrashes until dead, floating on the water for awhile before dropping into the murk.

[COMBAT OVER]

Now what?

Wilhelm stirs his blade around in the water to wash off the beetle gunk.

"Well, I must say that was a good show! Thank you Bram for helping me out with that flanking - I'm at my best when exploiting the weaknesses of my opponent...though, I suppose that's true for anyone. Oh well!" He smiles.

The rogue then turns back to the door in the muck. "So, let's try this again," he says to nobody in particular as he opens the door and peers down.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

It's very heavy. Give me a STR check.

Strength: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

"Whoah, this thing is heavy. I may require some assistance!"

Stepping a wide berth around where the beetle's corpse sunk into the murky water, Malena rolls up her sleeves and bends down to help Wilhelm with the handle.

"Just like being on farm again," she says, gritting her teeth as she strains. "Pump was always rusty."

Strength (Assist): 1d20 ⇒ 13

I incorporated the firing into melee into my roll, hence the -2 modifier to the acid dart.

"A pleasure to help you, Wilhelm. I'm a wee bit sad I couldnta' sank me axe in 'im meself though. Let me help ye wi' tha' handle."

Str check, aid: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Between the three, you yank the heavy plug up out of the mud... and release several thousand tons of water into the space below, and you along with it. As water roars into the now-open void, you are swept off your feet and plunged down the cascade into the space below.

From the corner of your eyes you notice Devis Marlinchen hurl himself into the waters, permitting himself to be sucked into the necropolis with you.

Falling Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Everyone takes 3 damage unless you succeed on a DC 10 Acrobatics check

acrobatics: 3 + 1d20 ⇒ 3 + (5) = 8

As Gritta is sucked into the hole, she thinks "drownyard for sure, and where will it lead us. And what of this Marlinchen? Why does he follow us?"

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Malena barely has time for second thoughts as she twists her body around in an attempt to avoid injury.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

As he is sucked down into the void, Wilhelm manages to land safely on his feet.

"Now that was fun!"

Acrobatics: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (19) - 2 = 17

Bram is stunned by the force of the water, but is able to regain his footing quickly. He stands, sopping wet and muttering:

"Blistering barnacles!* I never thought I be sucked down a drain!"

*With all respect to Herge and Captain Haddock.

Gritta, please reflect the 3 damage you took on your Class/Level line.

Only Gritta is injured by being unceremoniously dumped on her rear in thee now-soggy corridors the inundated structure into which you've all fallen. Once you have picked yourself up, you find yourself in a narrow corridor stretching east. The only light is the wan sunlight filtering in from above. You are in water up to your knees, but it is rapidly draining away to the east.

You'll need sources of light.

MAP OF THE NECROPOLIS

Malena draws a sunrod from her pouch, cracks it, and uses it to assess the extent to which her clothes and gear have been sullied by the murky water. With her free hand, she uses prestidigitation to dry and clean herself.

"Anyone else need quick cleanse?" she asks of her comrades.

Not sure if prestidigitation can dry clothing, though I know it can be used to clean it. Also, does anyone else think of a sunrod as a giant glow stick?

"Oh dear, it seems that I have neglected to procure a source of light. Huh, who would've thought a place called the necropolis would be dark and scary - am I right?"

Wilhelm stands up, "Does anyone have a torch or sunrod?"

I know I should've bought a wayfinder.

A cleanse wouldn't hurt" Gritta answers. "not as much as tumbling down that well. Grace has never been my style"

In the light of the sunrod, Gritta has a look to see what she can discern.

I can't seem to load the map, or change the hp in my header...

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"Of course," Malena says to Gritta.

After she finishes magically cleaning her own clothes and hair, she quickly gets to work doing the same for her fellow Chelaxian.

"Wilhelm? Bram?" the sorcerer inquires, "You want next?"

"Aye, lass. Me beard's quite a fright, if you wouldn't mind, please. I forgot a torch meself Wilhelm. Does one of ye lasses have a spell fer light too?"

Of course, you should be alright, Bram - don't dwarves have darkvision?

"Why yes, if you wouldn't mind... I'd hate to catch a cold."

"No spell," Malena says as she works out the last bit of muck from Bram's beard, "But I have another sunrod."

She hands the dwarf the sunrod she already cracked and draws her spare from her belt pouch. She cracks it unceremoniously before getting to work magically cleaning Wilhelm and his gear.

"There, she says. "Now we are spic-and-span for finding ring in dangerous ghost dungeon."

I love feeling useful. I also love how preposterous it is that four adventurers with magical powers took the time to clean up before exploring a haunted necropolis. Now we're all ready for the ghost prom.

Do'h! Yeah, this is my first dwarf character, and my first game w/ him! Darkvision!

"Thankee, miss. I feel much better wi' tha' muck out. But I can see in tha' dark if need be. Here Wilhelm, you want to carry this?"

Bram offers the glowstick sunrod to Wilhelm.

Somehow I missed that Malena had a sunrod already active.

"Oooh, shiny! Yes, this should make it quite a bit easier to navigate this necropolis." Whilhelm takes the sunrod and holds it in his off-hand.

"Very convenient" gritta says. After being made slightly drier and cleaner, she can now also see things. "I saw Marlinchen coming after us, have you seen where he went?"

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"I'm right here," he says.

He's on the map!

Wilhelm takes a look around. "Well, it looks like we've got a couple of choices. I say we take this first passage on the right."

still can't access the map from my phone. Could someone give me a description? Sorry about the mess...

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Narrow hallway. We are on the left-hand side of it - only room for single file. There is an opening on the right, and then past that, the hallway makes a right turn.

"You lead," Malena says to Wilhelm. "I will follow."

The sorcerer holds her sunrod in one hand, her other ready to conjure up another acid splash should they meet a threat in the dark hallway of the necropolis. She scans the walls, floor, and ceiling as she walks down the hallway, getting a feel for the drowned chamber.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 4

Wilhelm nods at Malena. "Yes...I'll lead." He tries to sound braver than he feels. He steps lightly down the hallway and peers into the first opening.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

"Not ta worry lad, I'll take the rear in case some great beastie tries sneakin' up on us!"

"I'm right behind you" Gritta says, bow still in hand.

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The Pathfinders examine both branches of the corridor, finding a door at the end of one and a collapsed dead-end stairway at the other. Returning to the door, they find it ajar. Peeking into the dark room beyond with the aid of their sunrod, they see that carved pillars in the corners of this chamber hold aloft a double-vaulted ceiling of cracked frescos. On either side of the chamber, a single step leads up into a deeply recessed area that forms an arched room of its own.

MAP OF THE NECROPOLIS

Bram moves into the room, trying to stay alert for danger.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Gritta keeps her place as the rear guard as she sees Bram inspect the room. She keeps her eye on the recessed area.

Can see the map now - back on home ground

Malena follows her companions. She casts detect magic once she has fully entered the chamber.

"Let us see if there are any surprises waiting for us here," she says, flexing her fingers in arcane gestures.

Unless attacked or otherwise threatened, Malena will give it the full three rounds of detection.

Wilhelm relents the lead to Bram. As he follows the dwarf into the chamber, he holds the sunrod high and steps off to the west (assuming up is north). He examines the walls.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

"Hey Marlinchen, is this the right way? We headed to the dead man's party? Gotta find that one ring..."

Devis seems annoyed by Wilhelm's carefree attitude. "Have some respect, sir. There are many dead here, mostly children!"

On the floor of the east recess, the perfectly preserved body of a young boy lies in a puddle and stares silently upward.

In the western recess, bumping against the back wall, is the moving, yet clearly deceased corpse of some large humanoid. It turns to face the sounds of the intruders and moves to the attack!

Initiative Order

Gritta
Wilhelm
Bugbear Zombie
Malena
Bram

MAP OF THE NECROPOLIS

Gritta, Wilhelm, go!

Wilhelm takes a 5-foot step to the south side of Bram and draws his composite longbow. He knocks a cold iron arrow and lets it fly at the creature in the corner.

Bow Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Also, he gets a better look at the thing.

Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Gritta takes a step to the side to get a clear view, then releases her arrow at the shambling monster, missing by a wide margin.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 81d8 ⇒ 5

Wilhelm realizes that it is a bugbear zombie, an undead creature resistant to piercing and slashing weapons.

The zombie shambles forward, reaching for Bram.

MAP OF THE NECROPOLIS

Anyone, go!

Planting her feet firmly on the ground, Malena draws her hand back and expels a magic missile at the undead bugbear.

She then draws a vial of holy water from her pouch.

I knew this would come in handy.

Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Bram takes a 5' step to end up north of the creature, drawing his axe as he does. His face begins to tiwtch and contort, and his eyes grow wide as he lets out a gutteral scream. He swings at the creature with his axe!

Raging Power Attack: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 - 1 = 14
Damage: 1d10 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 2 = 15

Wilhelm drops his bow and circles around into a flanking position with Bram, trying to avoid an AoO and drawing his rapier as he does so.

Acrobatics vs. CMD: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Once in position, he stabs at the zombie. "It's best if we had some sort of bludgeoning weapon, but this will have to do!"

Attack, Flank: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 = 26
Damage, Sneak Attack: 1d6 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 2 + (6) = 14

Hearing words of Wilhelm, Gritta switches her bow for the heavy mace she is carrying.