TAS's GD6 Wounded Wisp (Inactive)

Game Master Saving Cap'n Crunch

The old man looks up at Sirius, "Plenty of seats left at this table. I was just reading about some of the failed aspirants is all. I'm Yargos Gill."[b] he takes interruption as a chance to take a drink from his cup. [b]"So what brings you down here today?"

Kaleel looks taken aback by Londo's question, "Not at all. But you can't complete a mission if you're dead. We are pathfinders, discovering things new and old is our purpose, not holding back the tides of the abyss, though doing that is never a bad thing. My point is, if you die everything you found remains lost. Therefore surviving is part of achieving anything. Rare are the times where sacrificing yourself is required, and that is often from stupidity leading up to such an event. Do it right the first, learn how to handle dangers, cooperate and support each other, and you should never need to die for the greater good. Of course, taking risks is part and parcel, but surely you understand my meaning."

"I am here to pick up a package for my employer. Failed aspirants? What do you mean with that. Those that failed at starfall cathedral?" The half elf replies.

Londo closes his eyes and takes in the wisdom.

That makes sense. A large part of me is hesitant to give myself to another large organization but... you're right. Surviving is one thing I have done all my life. You're right though. Cooperation is key.

"Londo, I too do not like being tied down but our freedom remains even while assist the Society. Wherever the winds take me or your path guides you we can find members." Taizen says musing over the conversation.

With a slightly confused look, "Tying yourself down? What makes you think that is required for cooperation or good survival skills? It was not my point that one should tie oneself down. My point was that, generally speaking, surviving a mission is a major part of completeing a mission, and therefore it isn't really a choice between 'live another day' versus 'succeed at the mission.' If you're not military or in a devestating city-destroying calamity, they will most certainly be the same."

"Oh, sir. I was merely reassuring Londo that giving himself to the society would not be an issue. The winds carried some Pathfinders to me and the winds carried me on this mission, by choice. Staying alive is a fight we all deal with regardless of what journey we are on." Taizen says clarifying his point and stepping away from the table with a bow to Londo.

This place makes me long for the open road again. There must be a worldly traveler to hear their stories.

Are we able to move on?

Heryn comes over to Londo and Taizen, "Ready to pick up your package? Come on then."

As she heads on over to Sirius, the old man answers, "Yes, those who attempt the test. Some very interesting people have tried the test"Suddenly he notices Heryn as she stoos at your table, "Oh hey Heryn. I hear this lad is picking something up from you."

"Indeed, so if you don't mind, I'll take him away. Don't want your tongue to fall out from all it wagging." she says playfully. Turning to Sirious, "Come on. The package is in the cellar."

Assuming dveryone follows, she takes them all down a rickety set of stairs leading into a small tightly packed room. Opening a door in the back of the room, she leads the group into a larger room, though this one has a massive crack from one side to the other. The crack is only a few feet wide, but it is quite deep. There is a board across the crack, and Heryn points to it, "Careful. This is the best we could cook up till we get it fixed. Best go cross one at a time." she says as she crosses slowly and carefully, the board visibly bowing under her weight.

Sirius carefully moves across the board.
Acro if needed: 1d20 ⇒ 19

Taizen holds the board steady while others cross.

"Keep your balance, companions."

Londo gives the board a good stare and materializes the wailing and disfigured spectral form of a witch, one he calls "Hildy"

Carefully, he cross the board, slow and steady and in no particular hurry.

Waiting for his companions to cross then crossing himself. Taizen walks slowly with his wings spread for balance chirping during his concentration.

Seeing an opportunity, the little dinosaur jumps across the ravine after taking a starting jump
1d20 + 22 ⇒ (17) + 22 = 39

The druid follows him, but on the plank

Heryn continues on down a few steps into a lowered area. The lowered section has many racks of bottles of various drinks, all of old and special vintages.

As Londo crosses, the board groans loudly and bends ominously. Heryn looks back, "If you break it you buy it." Once Londo is across, Heryn starts searching the racks for a particular bottle, by the time she finds it, everyone has followed her down.

"Ah, here it..." as she grabs the bottle, a click is heard and the rack recedes in to the wall and slides open to reveal a hidden tunnel, a faint light glimmers deep in the darkness of the tunnel. In shock, Heryn drops the bottle, somehow surviving the fall, it rolls a short ways down the tunnel.

bottle result: 1d100 ⇒ 32

Sirius carefully moves after the bottle.

"Wait for us! Can't be wandering into the dark alone." Taizen says while pulling out his spear and waving his hand over it with a whistle. The tip of the spear emits a soft light. Normal light 20ft/increased light level for another 20 ft.

[b] Does the little dino smell anything from the passage? [/ooc]

It doesn't seem to smell any enemies, but it doesn't smell all that good either, a mix of stale old dust and yet old sewage as well, both of which you, and everyone else, can smell just as easily.

The bottle only rolled a few feet into the tunnel before resting against a pebble.

The tunnel is only about 15 feet long before opening into a small room. There is a light in the room, but all that Sirius sees from here is half an old desk with a few papers on it.

Heryn wrinkles her nose a bit, but looking in, "Um, this is a surprise. I imagine you will want to look, that is what you folks do." though she seems quite curious herself.

Carefully moving in, Sirius checks the for any dangers.
Perc: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

Londo follows behind Sirius with his Phantom in tow. What have we here?

There are no discernable dangers. The room has large fissures that have opened up, probably at the same time as the fissure in the prior room.

There is a subtle drift of air into the fissures. The room has a desk and several papers, illuminated by a blue burning rock hung by a chain from the ceiling.

This does not seem natural/ he states.

Does the dino smell anything?

Londo makes his way to the desk then to investigate what might be here. What a strange hidden room.

Taizen moves up with Londo curiously looking over his shoulders at what lies on the desk.

"Do we see anything interesting? Stories, maps, or maybe a journal!?" he caws with anticipation.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

The papers seem like journels, investigatory notes, and reports. You don't find any names yet, but it hasn't been but a minute or so yet.

As the group spreads out through the room, little dino looks down one of the fissures catches a whiff of something more than just sewage.

Londo and his spirit turn and get ready for trouble.

Ready with an Axe.

Seeing Londo turn round Sirius readys his polearm.

All three fissures are in complete darkness, but of the one dino noticed, a small pebble is heard shifting.

"Companions, I feel an ill wind about this area. The dino is spooked. Be on your guard, please." Taizen says while readying his spear at one of the fissures.

The dino hisses at the darkness as it attempts to hide

1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25

He is a good hider

Heryn stays in the tunnel and peeks around the corner, watching.

Nothing yet happens, but you feel like you're being watched.

Sirius slowly moves forward glaive at the ready!

Londo tires of all this waiting and sends in his phantom to go spook whatever it is by going up the tunnel and wailing.

Your phantom needs a perception check please.

Percept: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Would dino scent help?

"Can someone make some light?"
AS nothing appears Sirius moves towards the notes and checks them.

The phantom finds nothing but the feeling of being watched. The fissure is dark, eating up the little light of the room. It smells gross, though thankfully, the flow of air seems to be stemming the bad smell.

As Sirius reaches to pick up a note from the desk, barely noticing the name Selmius Foster written atop the page before a shot of webbing lands over the desk, covering the notes. The webbing came from the other side of the room, as a giant spider moves up to peer out of one of the fissures, yet it seems to wait for a reaction.

To clarify, of three fissures, two are one side of the room, being investigated by dino and the phantom. The remaining fissure is the opposite side of the room and is where the webbing came from.

The dino would need to enter the fissure to get better fix on the creature's location. With the sutble flow of air into the fissures, dino is upwind, and is a few spaces away in any case. Not for long though.

Do you have a map?

"There is a spider over there. Beware!"
Sirius moves forward and stabs at it.
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Seeing the half-elf attacking a spider Taizen walks up behind him and guides his strikes. "You are brave, little one. Let us fight together! he whispers.

Guidance on Sirius. +1 to his next attack, save or skill check

Was iniative rolled?

With a small hiss and the tap of his two large foot claws the little dino leaps at the spider attempting to eviscerate it.

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

While the druid moves up to hit it with his scimitar
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
confirm 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

damage 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 3) + 3 = 7

Sirius immediately swings at the spider, but in his haste, and perhaps just a bit, the shortness of his reach, he misses, as the spider easily avoids the swing. The little dino jumps to slash at it but just doesn't get quite high enough, but avoiding three attackers at once was just too much, and Amaron manages to plung his sword deep into the creature.

The spider responds by throwing web at Amaron,
Web, ranged touch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
A hit entangles, DC 12 escape artist or strength to burst, the target takes -4 on checks to burst the web.

The spider was not alone however, and another spider, still hidden in the darkness of the first crevice that made dino uneasy, shoots web at dino.

web, rta: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Heryn flees to the other room, while Londo chases a third spider (you think anyway) down the last crdvice.

Who´s turn is it?

Back to the players. Sorry, I figured it was obvious, guess I was wrong.

Anzu, seeing that his friend is under wraps continues his attack on the spider, trying to bite and cut the spider open
bite 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
claws 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 damage
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

The druid attempts to break free
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Sirius tries his luck again.
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 121d10 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13