Reign of Winter - DM Twilight (Inactive)

Game Master DM Twilight

"Once we get in there try not to bunch up so I can hit them with a spell or two and try to take a few out of the fight. I'd suggest we don't wait long though, they obviously know we're here."

Grimkell watches from the door step of the small stable as the horse triggers the trap. His focus is on the cabin though, no time for pity, he knows that he needs to force the bandits out.

Fools. They would let go of their horses so easily he thinks, still waiting for them to make a move.

Hearing the others whisper some kind of plan from behind the stable, the ulfen decides to take a few steps outside the stable, one last plan to smoke out the bandits is on his mind.

There, between the cabin and the stable, he stands up straight and speaks out in a loud and confident voice.

"You there. We, who have faced the draugr you left on the road, and the frozen monsters of the river, have your faith in our hands. Your horses are under our control. With ease we can slay them or take them away, leaving you stranded in this freezing place. Worst, we know some of you are sick, so said your comrades whom you left to guard the road to the cabin. Oh, and by the way, they won't be coming to your aid. Now, without your horses, you can say goodbye to any medications, any supplies you might hope to gather from the surrounding country side. So, please let your chief out so we may discuss an arrangement which does not leave you are dead."

What a lame roll, I guess we will only be left with the attack option...

diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Zisel cringes at Grimkell's proclamations intended to draw the ruffians out. She'll have to have a talk with him later about letting her do all the talking.

Zisel unsheathes her dagger, not that it has ever done much good, and readies herself on the off chance anything comes out that door.

"So, if they don't come out, we're actually going in there?" she asks, concerned about her own skin more than anything else at this exact moment. She takes a deep breath, now was no time for wimping out!

In the awkward silence that follows, Theora clears her throat.

"So, after you then?"

"Unless we smoke them out." Yeva readies to bust in a window.

There is no response to Grimkell from the house. It has grown quiet inside. Perception rolls, please.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Mirri noticed that the sounds had stopped and gestured with a finger to her lips as she tried to listen.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Perception: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (17) - 2 = 15

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 17

Yeva's Perception 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Pym's Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

As the group watches and listens, you hear the sounds of men creeping around both sides of the building.

R1
Pym, Theora, Grimkell, Raider B, Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

Pym flits around, reading a bow and arrow but otherwise waiting for the men to close in before attacking.
Readied attack 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Damage 1d2 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0
Plus numbing cold(DC11)

As Sootfeather makes a disgruntled noise and shifts on her shoulder, Theora takes a cautious step forward, arrow drawn, waiting for the unseen people to get closer.

Readying an action. Trigger: one of them comes within sight.

"Yeva, you look impressive, make sure you scare them so they don't come around from your side!" Grimkell calls out to her.

Walking out of the stable, the ulfen digs his feet int the snow, and lifts up his javelin wielding arm, readying himself for when the bandits show up.

One of the raiders moves into view and Theora lets loose her arrow. The arrow thunks into the wood and snow at the man's feet. The man looks up, following the direction the arrow came from and points. "There, over there! Get them!"

R1
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B, Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

Mirri knew she wasn't going to be getting a shot off this time, but she readied her crossbow nonetheless and prepared to step out in another moment to try and take a shot.

Draw light crossbow and arm it.

Crossing over the snow-cleared porch to save him trudging through the snow, one of the raiders moves into sight about 30 feet north of Yeva. He levels a shortbow at her and looses and arrow.
Shortbow 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Damage 1d6 ⇒ 5

R1
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B, Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

Zisel hurries forward, stopping beside Theora to assess the current situation.

Enemies from all sides... Never a good thing.

Rather than put her own feeble combat skills to work, Zisel casts bless upon her allies.

Everyone get's a +1 moral bonus to attacks and saves vs fear effects. Yay!

Yeva grunts in pain as the arrow embeds into her flesh. She rushes forward, leveling her club into a swing at her attacker's torso.

Greatclub: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

HP 8

Yeva's swing misses her target as another man rounds the corner into her sights. On the other side, a fourth man comes forward stepping up onto the porch.

R2
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B, Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

Pym remains standing guard over Mirri.

Losing patience at the bandits who are moving to slow for his own taste, Grimkell takes a steps toward the closest one to gain momentum. With a loud warcry, the ulfen throws his javelin toward his foe.

attack: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9 dg: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
or should I use the rolls from the readied action that was never used?

move action to advance, standard action to attack

Nope, the parameters set for your readied action didn't occur in the last round, so new round, new actions.

Grimkell's javelin soars through the air and embeds itself in the snow a couple of feet away from his intended target.

Mirri heard the beginnings of the fight and was ready to get involved. So in saying she moved up to get a shot at one of the bandits and let fly an a bolt from her crossbow.

light crossbow @ green bandit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 221d8 ⇒ 1
light crossbow crit confirm: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 131d8 ⇒ 4

;_;
Dice roller hates me.

"Well, I tried," Theora sighs, shaking her head. Taking a few steps forward, she focuses fire on the same bandit Grimkell and Mirri are attacking, putting the new longbow to the test. When the arrow buries itself in the bandit's chest, she decides it was a good idea to take it.

Composite longbow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Crit?: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 7) + 4 = 13
Pretty sure Green is within 30 feet; if I've counted wrong, subtract 1 from each attack roll and 2 from damage.

Zisel watches Mirri and Theora shoot, being rather impressed by their aim at the bandits. She moved forward, positioning herself beside Grimkell. Combat was not her expertise... What to do...

Without too much though, Zisel conjured two gallons of water above the Blue Bandit, dumping it on top of him.

"I think everyone needs to just... cool off," she added with a snicker at her own wit. It wasn't a very damaging tactic, but maybe he'd get cold enough to retreat back inside.

Both crits confirmed, nice!

Theora's arrow hits the man hard, he is dead before he hits the ground.

The man that was behind him steps over his fallen companion and moves across the porch to swing at Grimkell.
Shortsword 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Damage 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Mirri had been taking aim at the now dead man, but as soon as he fell she adjusted and let her arrow hit the man who was now attacking Grimkell. The arrow sinks into his shoulder.

The man Yeva is fighting drops his bow to the snow and draws a sword.
Shortsword 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Damage 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Blue Bandit's Fortitude 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Nonlethal Damage 1d6 ⇒ 4
Hypothermia
The soaked bandit begins to shiver uncontrollably.

R2
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B, Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

With a bellow, Yeva focuses on the pain, letting it overwhelm her as she enters a state of fury. She swings the heavy club again at her assailant.

Rage!

Greatclub: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Yeva's swing crushes every rib in the man's body, driving the broken and splintered bits back into his lungs and heart. Blood burbles out of his mouth as his eyes glass over, he falls face first into the snow.

Another of his companions rounds the corner and sees his friend lying dead in the snow, he swiftly aims his bow and lets an arrow fly at Yeva.
Shortbow 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Damage 1d6 ⇒ 3

Pym flies after Mirri and takes a shot at the man surrounded by the others blue.
Shortbow 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Shortbow confirm 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Damage 1d2 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0
Pluse numbing cold

Fortitude 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
The man stumbles; he is stunned for one round.

R3
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B, Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

Mirri took a moment and reloaded her bow then fired a bolt at the remaining thug she could see. The bolt flew at her target and hit him solidly.

light crossbow: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 221d8 ⇒ 5
light crossbow confirm: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 211d8 ⇒ 5

A wise man would have looked around to make sure the group was still complete, and within sight, but not Grimkell. Focused on the fight, the ulfen starts humming to himself as he draws his sword, and swings it a few times toward the drenched bandit now literally blue.

attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16 dg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Grimkell hits the stunned man, who staggers back a step, swaying.

Theora lets an arrow fly at the same target.
Composite Longbow 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Damage 1d8 ⇒ 3

The man falls to the ground unconscious as his injuries and the cold catch up to him.

Mirri, he's technically unconscious due to the nonlethal damage, he's got like 1 hp left. Your choice as to whether you finish him off or change your actions.

R3
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B, Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

:_:
Such a waste of superb rolls. Can't shoot the other one due to line of sight and needing to reload the crossbow, one of the many reasons I dislike the darn things. Oh well, guess I need to make a usable longbow a priority.

If blue is still alive I'll target him instead, otherwise see the following.

With her target down for the count Mirri moved to help support Yeva as she dealt with her attackers. Crossbow in hand she reloaded it and prepared to fire if she needed to at the next opportunity.

I got myself moved to my knew location and will load my crossbow so I can shoot next round.

Seeing that the threat from this side of the building has been neutralized, Zisel moved swiftly towards Yeva. The rather strong woman seemed to be contending with a few more bandits on the other side of the lodge.

"Are you hurt?" she called to Yeva as she approached jogged down the path of packed snow.

Double move action

Blue is still just barely alive, but unconscious. But since you moved already, we'll go with that :)

R3
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B (unconscious), Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

That's fine, she won't kill him if he's out of the fight.

Yeva takes a moment to dislodge her club from the crumpled foe. She steps to the side, breathing raggedly.

"Yes. I am." She says between breaths.

The man aims his bow at Yeva once more before letting an arrow go.
Shortbow 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Damage 1d6 ⇒ 6

Pym moves to keep up with Mirri, pleased that she and Zisel are so near to each other now. She spots the enemy shooting at Yeva and returns fire but misses.

Shortbow 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Damage 1d2 - 2 ⇒ (1) - 2 = -1
Numbing cold

R3
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B (unconscious), Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

Didn't Mirri take Theora's old longbow when we found the composite one? If not, I'll suggest the swap in-character once this combat's over.

Seeing the standing bandit succumb to the cold, Theora grips her bow and hurries back around the side of the building.

Double-move.

I can't recall whether I did or not. Not sure I realized you had one to begin with.

Seeing the bandit in front of him fall to the ground, Grimkell snaps out of his battle stance, and runs toward the others, coming up to Yeva's side.

Full round action to run (move x 4)

Mirri, I do recall Theora talking about a swap when that occurred, I assumed you took the bow.

Grimkell, you can't run on difficult terrain. The snow is considered difficult terrain. Even if you could, I think you forgot that each square cost 2 to move, 3 if diagonal.

K, guess I just forgot about recording it then. Wouldn't surprise me any. I'll get it added after this fight. Gonna let a couple of others post actions before I do in case they kill it too quickly, that, and it's late and I'm tired.

Corrected!.. and at this pace, Grimkell won't ever get anywhere

Happy about her previous strategy from before, Zisel conjures another 2 gallons of cold water above the Yellow Bandit and drops it over his head, hoping to give him a bad case of the chills.

Create water over the Yellow guy.

Lining up a shot on the remaining raider Mirri fired her crossbow once again. Sadly the fact that her allies were in the way, and the distance caused her bolt to fly far wide of the target.

light crossbow: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 111d8 ⇒ 1

And that's why I hate to have to roll dice...

Zisel's water forms in the air and drops down over the man, soaking him. The man begins shivering uncontrollably
Fort 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Nonlethal 1d6 ⇒ 4
Hypothermia

R3
Pym, Grimkell, Theora, Raider B (unconscious), Mirri, Raider R, Zisel, Yeva, Raider Y, Raider G

Sent Yeva a message, otherwise I'll post for Yeva tonight.

Yeva was supposed to have posted Sunday night. Guess he wasn't able too. Sorry for being a slacker, guys.

Yeva moves in to confront the half frozen man with her greatclub.
Greatclub 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Damage 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

The man is knocked unconscious by the woman's swing, as the combination of damage and cold catch up to him.

OK, so we have two unconscious raiders and two dead ones. Movement can still be heard in the house, but no one else comes out to fight.

Are the windows reachable? Could we easily break one and enter?

Grimkell catches up with the others, his expression stern, and not likely to be broken by a smile anytime soon.

"Good, Pym, could you scout around, look through the windows and tell us who is where?" he asks, stopping and looking around.

Mirri nodded in Grimkell's direction and said, "That's a good idea, would you please do so Sister?"

Theora retrieves the arrow she fired into the snow, brushing it off on her cloak and tucking it back in her quiver. "Good idea. Would someone like to help me with these two?" she asks, indicating the unconscious men and drawing her rope from her pack.

Arrow recovery, low is good: 1d100 ⇒ 6