Risen from the Sands PbP (Inactive)

Game Master lucklesshero

Craggark, did you include the +1 damage from Blessed Fist?

Craggark strikes the remaining statue and a small crack appears near the spot his blow landed. The Statue, attacks

R 3

Myth (-12hp)
Jamir
Craggark (-8hp)
Statue 2(blue) (-7hp)
Analia
Torvald (-5hp)
Jawhar

bold may act

As Lia finishes the incantation for her spell, the magic envelops Craggark which causes him to rapidly grow to twice his normal height!

+2 size bonus to Strength, a –2 size penalty to Dexterity, and a –1 penalty on attack rolls and AC due to its increased size. That said, your reach increases to 10', and your base weapon damage increases too(see This Chart)

With steely eyed conviction, Jawhar lashes out with his scimitar.

Scimitar,Flank: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 = 14
Damage?: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Torvald skirts around the melee around the remaining statue, maneuvering for a better shot before hurling another bomb.

Point Blank Shot + Precise Bombs, once Jamir joins the melee I won't be able to avoid everyone!
Attack vs Blue: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 6 + 1 = 24 Blast: 2d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4, 4) + 4 + 1 = 13

6/8 bombs used so far today.

I did not, Jawhar! GM, an extra +1 to the damage Craggark just did, please. Thanks!

”Whoa!” Craggark exclaims as his height swells. ”Lia! I’m huge! This is amazing!” Though they had talked about it previously, the reality of becoming larger hadn’t struck Craggark until now.

Jawhar tries to chip away at the statue but, finds the stone only dents his blade. Torvald's bomb has more success as the concussion knocks off a sizable chip of the animated thing.

R 4

Myth (-12hp)
Jamir
Craggark (-8hp)
Statue 2(blue) (-12hp)
Analia
Torvald (-5hp)
Jawhar

bold may act

Myth, shaking his head at the oddity of fighting this creature with a dagger, will strike at the stone once again....

Dagger: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 = 18

Damage+Sneak: 1d4 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 1 + (5, 1) = 10

Jamir tumbles past the statue's reach, hoping to break through its hard exterior to reach the equally hard interior!

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

I'll take the attack of opportunity without spending panache to do anything fancy to avoid it. I need it all for the extra precision damage.

He then stabs at it with all of the finesse he can muster (spending panache to double precision damage).

Mwk Rapier, incl. 2x precision damage: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 201d4 + 3 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 6 = 10

Both Jamir and Myth manage to make minor cracks along the surface of the animated statue, despite their light weapons.

R 4

Myth (-12hp)
Jamir
Craggark (-8hp)
Statue 2(blue) (-16hp)
Analia
Torvald (-5hp)
Jawhar

Craggark's up

The newly-embeggened Craggark weighs up his options and decides to continue to be a physical barrier between the statue and his beloved Lia.

”I prefer my statues to stand STILL!” he bellows in what he thinks is witty banter a la Jamir.

Power Attack, Flank, Dedicated Adversary, Sacred Fist one time to ensure a hit.

Melee Attack as per above: 1d20 + 5 - 1 - 1 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 5 - 1 - 1 + 2 + 2 = 231d8 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 13

The statue cracks a bit more under the pressure of the Giant 1/2 Orc's thunderous blow. However, it remains standing. The Anibus statue attack's Craggark in turn blue statute: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 Even though he's large the 1/2 Orc is able to easily and nimbly dodge the blow of the animated Anibus.

R 4 & 5

Myth (-12hp)
Jamir
Craggark (-8hp)
Statue 2(blue) (-21hp)
Analia
Torvald (-5hp)
Jawhar

bold may go

Expression grim, Torvald hurls his his penultimate bomb, all too aware that his effectiveness would be minimal once he was out.

I'm afraid I can't avoid everyone with this blast...Sorry Myth! You have Evasion and good Reflex saves, I believe in you! DC14!
Throw: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26 Blast: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (3, 2) + 5 = 10 Splash Damage 5

Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Myth thinks unkind thoughts of Torvald as he's unable to avoid the splash damage from the dwarf's bomb...he presses on and strikes again at the Anubis statue...

Dagger: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 2 = 17

Damage+Sneak: 1d4 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (4, 2) = 9

Jawhar sees no other option but to keep attacking.
Scimitar,Flank: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 5 + 2 = 23
Damage?: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Craggark continues to take advantage of his freakish size.

”My fist is the size of my head!” he gleefully mentions, bring it down heavily on the statue. ”Well, the size my head normally is, that is.” He brings down his fist a second time for good measure.

Attempting Flurry of Fists, Power Attack, Dedicated Adversary, Sacred Fist. Wish me luck!

Attack #1: 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 2 - 1 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 3 + 2 + 2 - 1 - 1 = 221d8 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 9
Attack #2: 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 2 - 1 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 + 2 - 1 - 1 = 181d8 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 15

Torvald’s bomb does more damage to Myth to the creature. Myth only takes a small chip from the statue. Jawhar’s attacks are once again in-effective. That’s when the enlarged Craggark takes over and uses his giant mits to pummel the thing in to ruble! Combat Over!

Though if they wish to keep their buffs up, the team needs to move quickly, Jawhar recognizes that the team also needs healing.

Saying a prayer to Sarenrae, he channels healing warmth into his friends.

Channel: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Are we going to try to go through the door right away, or should I keep channeling?

I'm up to 7 hp now...if we happen to be facing the big baddie next, don't think I'll last...you can pop me with my wand though if that's easier...

Myth shakes his head, muttering, [b]"This place is a death trap...the only redeeming element of this tomb is no mummies, thus far..."but, then again, not much loot, either..."/b]

Myth takes a quick look around ...

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

I think I'll have time for at least one more while people are looking around the room, and multiple people need healing
Channel: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Torvald should be full now. One more channel should heal Craggark, but I'll wait for consensus on our plan first

Myth does a thorough search of the room (assume u 'take 20') and again finds no loot. However, he does discover the Stone doors are very sturdy and locked.

I still have almost all of my mutagen time left, but I'm down to my last bomb for today. I think resting and going back in fresh is the reasonable thing.

"Myth! I am so, so sorry! I can shape the blast of the bomb, but only so far and there were a lot of you surrounding the thing...let me get you fixed up..."

I believe Lia's wand is used up, so I'll boot you with Craggark's
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Jamir looks at the casters with a critical eye. "Lia, Jawhar, do you want to go on? Or should we rest for the night?" He kicks at the rubble of the finally unmoving statues. "Ordinarily, I would be more uncomfortable about not knowing what waits behind these doors, but they are so heavy we should have plenty of warning if anything attempts to open them while we sleep. There are not so many rooms here that are small enough for one person on watch to guard all the entrances and exits at once, but large enough for us all to rest comfortably."

Jawhar eyes the doors critically.

"The room where we encountered the big cat thing seemed more defensible. Perhaps if we clear out the remains, the smell will improve.

We have my campfire bead, so at least we won't need to worry about heat or light."

"We should check on the boys watching our camels, at least, to let them know we're alive and that they shouldn't depart without us."

Myth smiles at Torvald. "No worries, my friend...as for resting or moving on, I'm good with either..."

”I’ll follow Lia and Torvald’s lead,” the half-orc grunts, still rubbing his bloodied fists after the combat.

”Much obliged, Jawhar,” Craggark nods to the cleric.

Jawhar eyes the doors critically.

"The room where we encountered the big cat thing seemed more defensible. Perhaps if we clear out the remains, the smell will improve. We have my campfire bead, so at least we won't need to worry about heat or light."

Jamir readily agrees with the cleric's more sensible suggestion. "Ah, that's right, my friend. If you mean the room with the empty sarcophagus, Myth confirmed there were no hidden doors. We could secure that room."

"We should check on the boys watching our camels, at least, to let them know we're alive and that they shouldn't depart without us."

Jamir turns to Torvald in surprise and some embarrassment.

"Of course, my friend! I had forgotten your instruction to them, that they should return home with the camels if we do not return within a day and a night! That would have been awkward, to emerge triumphant from this oversized grave, covered in the glory of exploration and laden with the riches of the ages, only to have to walk back to town through the desert!"

"Well I am glad that is over and everyone is still in one piece." Lia says with relief.

She nods along with Torvald's suggestion to rest, "I agree with Torvald! We really should rest and recover our resources. I know there are more trials ahead and I have nearly exhausted my spells, and if we continued now I would need to rely on only my simple cantrips. In fact, I think with a rest I could prepare a slightly different spell assortment that might be more useful based on what we have encountered so far."

Lia nods in emphatic agreement with the suggestions to move rooms and to check the boys watching the camels.

"You are all such clever men. I am really very lucky to have found you all."

Once the group finally comes to a safe place to rest and they finish setting up their precautions, Lia takes out her spellbook and looks for the spells she plans to prepare after her rest. She places a few thin strips of cloth on the selected pages so she can quickly prepare her spells upon waking.

Then, with very little prompting, the littlest Snowcaster closes her eyes, leans back into Craggark's waiting embrace and quickly falls asleep.

Replacing Color Spray for a second Recharge Innate Magic which she can use to get another Produce Flame. If anyone has a request, feel free to look at her spell list at the bottom of her character page and I can do that. She can also always use her amulet to cast a spell from her book that isn't prepared(1x/day) for some flexibility.

The group retreats out of the Pyramid the way they came and briefly checks on the boys guarding the camels. Satisfied that they're in no danger from bandits or desert predators, the group returns to the Pyramid complex and spends the night in the trophy room, after having dragged out the ancient corpses of the large hunting cat and it's once human master. The night is eerie and a bit restless as several of you dream of the close calls, you had earlier. However, your group does managed to get sufficient enough rest to recover your spells and even let a few of your wounds scab over.

You may all rest one night and gain the benefits of a night's rest. Don't worry about rations or water...will assume you garbed some of both when you visited the boys tending the camels. Your turn guys where to next?

If anyone was still injured, I had several channels left, so that shouldn't be a problem

When they go back to the boys and the camels, Jamir grabs a couple of new sunrods and a bag of marbles, as well as replenishing his rations, etc. At Craggark's questioning look at the bag, he says, "Perhaps whoever we meet next will prefer to game instead of fight."

”Ha!” Craggark bursts out at Jamir’s comment. ”Bones! Because we might encounter more skeletons....and they have bones... he explains the joke lamely.

Myth shakes his head, smiling ruefully at Craggark's 'joke'.

"Shall we take up where we left off? Or take one of the paths not chosen?"

Jamir wakes up early and rushes through his regular calisthenics routine, eager to continue their investigation.

"We have come back all this way. Perhaps we should return to the chamber of the mimic (slide 6) to see what lies down the unexplored passage to the west, or the hidden doorway on the south wall."

"Yes, I think that is a goid idea, Jamir. Let's clear the rest of the unknown portions before exploring what appears to be the main chamber.

I'd prefer starting with the other hidden door. I don't think there will be anything but more traps past the mimic."

”A Gold idea?” Craggark says with a smirk. ”That’d be the only gold we’ve discovered so far in this death-trap.”

I realise that your auto-correct likely prevented you from typing the word ‘good’, Jawhar, but it was too gold to let go!

You make sure the boys are safe and spend an uneventful night under the Pyramid. In the morning you make your way back to the mimic chamber. Do you head west to the un-explored chamber? Or do you open the concealed door to the south and explore what's beyond that door?

Myth shrugs. "There have been traps everywhere we've turned, so it matters not which direction to me...if we're going to be thorough, we'll be exploring both remaining areas anyway, yes?"

Jamir pulls a copper piece out of his belt pouch. "Heads we begin with the hallway to the west, tails we find out what is behind the secret door on the south wall. Any objections?"

He flips the coin into the air, catches it in one hand and without looking at it slaps it onto the back of his other hand, and reveals the result.

Coin toss: 1d2 ⇒ 2

"Tails it is!" The little swashbuckler immediately heads towards the south door.

Myth nods at Jamir and checks the door to the south...

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

Disable Device: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26 (If needed...)

Jawhar deapans, "Amazing how often luck and wisdom go together."

Watching the entrances to the room, Jawhar waits for the door to open.

"Heads we do what I want, tails we do the opposite of what I don't want..." Torvald chuckles drily, moving to examine the secret door for traps.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10 "All clear!" he announces after a moment, dusting off his hands. haha, gulp

Hopefully Myth found anything that is there to be found...

After checking the southern door for traps you decide to open it. There's a 10' wide passage that continues south beyond the sight of darkvision. Myth with his low-light vision, determines the passage turns west about 70' down. Your group traverses the passage slowly checking for traps or hidden doors the whole way and finding nothing. You reach the western corner and your light illuminates a fascinating room.

Two woven reed boats sit end-to-end in this chamber, covered in a thick layer of dust. Carvings on the walls depict naval expeditions
and boats bearing tribute for the pharaoh.

See slide 10

"This is very strange indeed, my friends! Unless..." Jamir peers at the boats from the chambers entrance. "Could they be the stupidest mimics in Osirion?"

Jamir cautiously approaches the nearest boat, rapier drawn and ready, alert for traps and hazards.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Can he learn anything interesting from the boat or the murals using his vast knowledge of the sea?

Profession (sailor): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

"My friends, I am not certain, but I think this might be some kind of boat!"

"I'm convinced it's an illusion." Craggark quips. "Whoever heard of boats in a desert? This tomb makes no sense."

The half-orc draws his alchemist's fire, prepared to light up the obviously-flammable woven boats in a heartbeat if Jamir's crack about mimics is to be believed.

"I'd imagine the imagery is part of their religion's view of the afterlife.

Regardless, let's get moving. Mimics or not, standing here isn't going to tell us if there are any relics hidden in the boats."