Second Darkness beer and pretzles (Inactive)

Game Master drbuzzard

You don't see anything suspicious on the chest.

He opens it.

Time to roll up a new healer?

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It is locked.

(while in theory I could have told you that before, if there was a trap, I don't particularly like to spring them on people until they explicitly say they open the thing in question)

He stands away.
"Anyone can open the lock?"
He will grant a +1 to the roll with Guidance.

crap, is anyone a rogue?

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Yeah, where the hell could this party find a rogue?

crap, is anyone a rogue?

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friendly neighborhood rogue reporting for duty...

Sileth beats the rush of rogues attempting to unlock the chest

DD: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Nope. You think this one is kinda tricky.

retrying DD hoping not to screw up

DD: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

"uggh...guys I think someone else better try this"

It is certainly something you are capable of, but not easily.

Furrowing his brow in concentration, Sileth tries again and again til either the damn lock blows up in his face or it opens

dd: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
dd: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

On his fourth attempt, he finally gets the tumblers aligned and opens it.

The platinum coffer is locked and is itself worth 1,200 gp. Within it are 20 pp, a black onyx worth 200 gp, a small bag of diamond dust worth 500 gp, a small bottle of mundane glue, and a brass perfume vial (worth 5 gp) that holds a strange-smelling, slightly unpleasant aroma. The boots are of fine quality drow manufacture, and while not magical, they provide a +2 circumstance bonus on Move Silently checks. The boots are worth 400 gp.

"What's a 'drow'? And what's a 'move silently check'? I think we should sell this stuff."

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Me and my lazy cut and paste.

"I CALL DIBS ON DEM BOOTS!" yells Kronug from behind. That said he waits for any formal complaints or counteroffers and meanwhile tries to check if he could carry the chest or it's too heavy.

The problem is, they appear to be women's boots. At best they might fit Sileth or if you can find a skilled cobbler have them modified to size.

"They're perfect for you, big guy. All yours."
Marckus notes the perfume. "Smells kinda... " he sniffs a bit, "Iffy." He looks over to Dwarfus. "You might could use it though."

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I love the idea of Kronug going sneaky sneaky SMASH in WOMENS boots!

Think of how tall he would be in high heels.

"Kellids make no distinction between women and men. All warriors and all kellids." says Kronug as he stuffs the boots in his pack. "But whatever a drow is, it has small feet. I will "convince" a cobbler to help me later."

"I think we can carry the coffer up later. Let's find the owner."
He moves to continue the exploring.

There is a passage leading south out of this chamber.

Jean follows it, quietly.
Stealth Check (+1 guidance): 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 1 = 15

As you attempt to sneak down the corridor towards the final encounter of the book, your feeble attempts at stealth are foiled by the loud dramatic music which starts playing.

This cavern appears to have been recently enlarged at the east end, where a massive, curving stone carving protrudes from the floor, wall, and ceiling. It is covered in runes that appear strangely familiar, and it appears that some of them have been chipped
away. A table nearby holds several stone working tools and a thin book.

Also standing in the room, tapping her feet as if waiting for someone is a female elf with elven woman with dark purple skin and silvery white hair. She wears a shiny shirt of fine chain links, and carriers a rapier in her hand.

"What took you fellows so long? I've been practicing my evil laugh for weeks now, and Trogs really don't appreciate the effort. Muahahahaha! See! A truly fine evil laugh!"

Jean draws his weapons, and smiles at the woman. Only one, right?
"Magnificent, if I can say it? I am Jean David Nau, one of the Besmara's Blessed. Might I ask your name, so I know who makes such an evil laugh?"
Diplomacy Check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26 (+1 if potentially attracted to him)

One opponent. Don't bother with diplomacy, this is going to be a fight.

Kronug cracks at the half-assed attempt at diplomacy, having been holding himself during the petty laugh. Drawing his sword, the kellid ask "We are new to this adventuring bussiness, we were thugs until recently. I have a question, will you speak of your nefarious -whatever that means- before or after we kill you? That's it, if Crom doesn't allow you to become a recurring villain."

Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

"I'm pretty sure I won't be speaking of my nefarious plans after you kill me. I do like the recurring idea personally. "

Not that I should have to say this, but you better pull out all the stops as this is the final fight, and she is no pushover.

I know this will be a fight, but why can't we be civil about it? I have always liked, in books and movies, how the enemies talk a while, and even share a cup of tea, before the face-off.
"So... your name? "Unknown" lacks gravitas in a tombstone."

"My name is Depora. We should probably get onto that fighting business before your pet barbarian gets bored and wonders off though. "

Thanks to the comment, Kronug flies into a rage and in an act of stupid courage, charges the skinny b+#*~.
"Kronug is no pet, dog!"

Raging, Reckless Power Attack
Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

I'll let the DM do his ages old one-liner, but I betcha it's time for Rollan to enter the scene.

Well that means we need initiative since I don't see this being a surprise to her.

init: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Initiative Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

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I don't see any of us beating her 26, but if anyone thinks can do it, feel free to reroll using Jean's "Seize the initiative" cleric domain power.

Init : 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

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Nobody can beat 26, so I'll just go.

She sees Kronug coming in and parries.

parry: 1d20 ⇒ 19
then ripostes to hit: 1d20 ⇒ 10 damage: 1d6 + 7 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 7 = 16 hit

then jabs again
to hit: 1d20 ⇒ 13 damage: 1d6 + 7 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 7 = 19 hit

PCs are up.

I think Kronug is down, right? O_o
What kind of action is "run for your lives?" ;)

I assume Kronug started at full. He should still be up while raging.

Sweet!
Let's try the holy mary...
Jean closes within 30' of the woman, and conjures the curses of the sea and the storm to paralyze her.
Casts Hold Person on her, Will DC 14 to negate.

Give me an SR check.

After being stabbed deeply, twice, with what Kronug assumes is a rapier... the less manly and/or kellid weapon who ever weaponed, Kronug can help but yell "DAMNED MUCKED SWASHBUCKLEEEERS!"

If kronug can get there in 30ft, I'm assuming I can as well.
Marckus moves up behind the woman and draws his longspear, keeping his distance. 10ft behind, flanking
longspear: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21, damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6, sneak: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8

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We will assume you folks came into the room during the brief discussion (but you were not flanking or anything over the top).

You miss

would I hit with the +2 for flanking?

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Spell Resistance Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

No for the hit, and no for the SR (both very close).

Dwarfus moves into a flank 30 feet gets me there with Kronug without provoking

Then he swings Delilah for the head

Stupid evil laughs that are over prepared make me angry

Dorn DergarRage/PA: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 1 - 1 + 2 = 24 for 1d10 + 6 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 + 1 + (3) = 18