SHATTERED STAR CAMPAIGN - GAMEPLAY (Inactive)

Game Master Daniel Penfold 351

Aye, I forgot rapier's crit range

Critical?: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 2 = 28

Actual damage: 12 + 1d6 + 4 ⇒ 12 + (6) + 4 = 22

Oster, your rapier pierces the creature through its soft underbelly, killing it instantly.

Lying on top of the shrine is another shard like object made of a strange metal

"Whew! That thing took a beating! What's this then?"

Oster examines the shard.

Memnosyne slaps Oster's hand as it reaches for the shard. "Wait a second, please. We need to "diffuse" it first."
which one of us has the doodad that makes it so we can touch this thing without being corrupted?
also, don't forget to check those bodies for loot.
lastly, anyone need healing?

The shrieyx have no loot

What do you want to do?

Memnosyne takes out the ioun stone Sheila had given them for the shard of greed and sees if she can fit it into the shard.

Devlin digs through his stuff looking for the ioun stone. "Not me, at least I don't see it in here." Devlin says just before glancing up and seeing Memnosyne with it in hand. "Oh..."

Devlin takes a quick moment to check the area for magic before Mem tries interacting the shard.

Memnosyne as you put the ioun stone in the shard you get a flash...

You see a towering statue of a beautiful woman holding aloft a stone sceptre, standing atop a bluff surrounded by a tangled seaside swampland....And then the vision fades

You can have a knowledge geography check here if you wish

Memnosyne seems to stare out into empty space for a moment before her vision clears. "Whoa. I saw a towering statue of a woman with a stone sceptre, next to a seaside swamp. Sound familiar to anyone?"

she doesn't have geography, but that sounds like the other side of the bridge they saw on the murals down below. She might remember that

I'm afraid its not the other side of the bridge

"Oh yeah, go ahead Mem."

Oster tries to rack his brain for a location.

Knowledge Geography: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

"Perhaps there might be some maps back at the manor that we could check for markers as to what you describe." Devlin jots down a few notes, including the exact description of Mem's vision, so that they can do exactly that when they go back.

"Good idea, Dev. Maybe Heidmarch knows where it is."

Unfortunately Oster is unable to recognise the area....

She also tells you that the Princess of the Market, Sabriyya Kalmeralm is interested if anyone can make a trade agreement with the two tribes for people to pick valuable herbs which she can then sell.

"We can surely sweet talk them into playing nice!"

How do you want to travel to the Lady's Light?

"How about land? More chance of spotting boggards or gobbos early."

Memnosyne nods. "Fair enough. I prefer horses to boats anyway."
we should run go sell all of our extra gear before we head out. I think we should keep all the smokesticks and tanglefoot bags
She asks Lady Heidmarch, "What about the ioun for the shard of lust? Do we have any idea what we might need for that one?"

First Xango will offer his notes to Lady Heilmarch.
Then he would advice to go shopping and selling`!

I'm happy for you to go shopping.

Ok, so it seems we have 2 votes for land and 2 for by boat.

"Lady Heidmarch, do you per chance know of or perhaps even happen to have a cartographer on staff? I ask so that we might get a map of the over land route to Lady's Light. I, for one, don't wish to get lost in the Varisian wilds."

Sheila is able to provide a basic map that will show you the way through the Mushfens. She advises that the mahority of the path is a rough trail although there are parts where you will need to wade through the swamp.

Area H: Lady's Light statue. There is no obvious way in to the statur in this area.

Do you want to do anything else other than shopping?

Oster will swing by shops

Are we happy to move things along?

One vote for yes

yep

After about 6 hours of trudging along on a series of poor roads and through swampland you eventually reach a trail leading towards the coast (see map- you are coming in at area A).

Cooking smells pervade the area although the odour is not altogether pleasant.

What do you want to do?

"Not the most welcoming sight, is it?" Mem asks rhetorically. "I assume this to be the hermit. Perhaps he has useful information."
She calls out across the bridge, "Hello-oo-oo."

if he comes out she'll see if she can find out any information from him about the local inhabitants, particularly the boggards and goblins. If no one comes out, she'll ask Oster to make sure the bridge is safe before heading over to knock on the door. I'll go ahead and throw a diplomacy roll out to see what we can start with
diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

After a few moments a foul tempered and nearsighted female half-orc appears with a raven familiar on her shoulder.

Who be you fools. I've always room in my stew pot for more meat you know. Unless you want to join the turnips in my soup, get off my island!

"Our apologies for interrupting your supper. We are new to the area and are just trying to get the lay of the land. We were hoping a local might be able to give us some information. We can pay you for your time, of course," she offers.
if anyone wants to throw any aid diplomacys, go right ahead :)

I tell you what I'll tell you what I know if you do something for me first.

There's an old shipwreck off the north coast of the larger isle to the west. Several patches of delicious and relatively rare seaweed known as kelpie's hair grows there. If you bring me a few clumps of it then I'll help you...Oh by the way I think the shipwreck might be haunted.

Mem shrugs. "Fair enough. Haunted ship, rare seaweed... got it," she nods. "What does it look like?"
hopefully she can describe it so we don't get the wrong stuff

"Well that sounds a bit onesided. I think you should sweeten the deal a bit!"

ooo, it occurred to me we should see if she's actually above board on this... we tend to attack people that don't follow through, so this is really for her safety :)
sense motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Memno. the kelpie's hair is a white seaweed with thin ribbon like strands (a bit like the hairs on a spring onion).

She turns to Xango and says

Listen, boyo, I don't have to tell you squat. You want my help you get me the seaweed, if not then I'd ask you to be on your way

"Xango, there is no need to haggle here! We'll go, get the seaweed and come back. Easy!"

Devlin sighs a bit at having to go fetch for the half-orc. "If this where going to be easy I believe she would have just gone and done it herself. Alas I believe we may be getting ourselves into a bit of trouble with this trip. Keep your guard up."

"Oh sure, but nothing we can't handle!"

"While I admire your optimism, I myself am not so sure it will be as easy or simple as we wish."

A ring of jagged coral surrounds the hull of this sunken ship. Its decks are thick with blooms of seaweed, particularly near the wreck's bow.

Map 2 on the map file

GM: How many days passed between our visit to the former home of the tower girls and reaching the hut with the bridge?

Following the others to the site of the shipwreck he keeps glancing worriedly about as if expecting danger to come charging out of the muck.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

"Well now what? I swim about as well as a rock and I don't like the thought of impaling myself on the rocks just below the waters surface."

We'll say 2 weeks to allow for research time and shopping and also travelling.

"Any way over with magic?", Oster asks hopefully.

"Otherwise, grapple and rope to some high point."

Xango will enchant his weapon to a +1 Earthbreaker.

Memnosyne groans. She's not much of a swimmer either. "At least it isn't sewage this time." She looks around for any boats or rafts or anything like that that might be laying about.
we're not in combat, so can she just take 10 for 20?

Looking around Xango sighs.
"I hate swimming, too. I really hampers me!"

"I don't have anything for that type of travel at this point but it is something to keep in mind for later."