The Company of the Shocking Lizard (Inactive)

Game Master Junelee

"Do you mind if we search the rooms later? It doesn't seem like they'll be anything that will be going anywhere if, there is anything at all, and my rune only last an hour so I'd rather get rid of any dangers before poking in nooks and crannies."

If nobody object I vote for taking 20 to search the entire place once we have dealt with any immediate threats. I'd rather face any baddies with a +1 to hit, though its not a big deal if anybody feel strongly :).

As they are standing around pondering what to do, Variel looks over the rocks. His mind turning over many things.

Maybe dungeoneering for the rocks?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

"I have grapple and rope." Variel puts the mirror away in his belt pouch and sets his bow down. Slipping off his backpack he rummages to retrieve the rope and grapple from the bottom of his pack.

We should keep moving, we can check the rooms further after everything that could be dangerous is cleared out

quick perception check just in case: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

climb check for later: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Dresden, still staring at the spot where the rope is now tied, says "Well that was nifty"

He turns to find Variel rummaging through his back pack "No need Variel. It seems ropes can tie themselves to rocks these days..."

Turning back to Tella "I don't mean to be personal Tella, but just how heavy are you? Will Brenna need to work herself into a rage to pull you up?"

I'm fine with moving on

"Pish, Torag's tender topiary, I'm a dwarf in stone armour of course I'm heavy I'll not take offence at sense. I might be able to make it on my own if I can use a wall to brace myself... Tella replies, examining the climb. "Should probably leave this though..."

Unstrapping her backpacks large bottom section she removes a hundred pound anvil.

With a knotted rope and a wall its DC 0, and Tella can make it taking 10, but the module might have other modifiers. You can lift, but not over you head, twice your max load so Brenna could probably haul Tella up alone, but hopefully others would help.

Dresden just stands there, mouth agape, looking back and forth between the anvil and Tella in disbelief.

Hehe, how does she even move.

I'm not surprised personally, Dwarves aren't as effect by armor and weight. They're built sturdier, than either of us. Garidan comments waiting to follow along.

A Dwarfs speed is never modified by armor or encumbrance, thanks to slow and steady, and the penalties for armor and load do not stack you use the worst which is armor. She doesn't really need to put it down, it just makes her lighter if she is getting assistance. Plus I think its funny, and a farrier's anvil at 50lbs just wouldn't be up to her quality standards :)

At Brenna's strength, she can climb up the rope on her own with a take 10. Hauling Tella up... Brenna can lift off the ground 600 lbs. and stagger around. I dunno if you know your full weight Tella, but it shouldn't be a problem, and if it is, Brenna can rage for a round and raise her heavy load to 520 lbs which allows her to haul up 1040 lbs.

While the rest discuss, Brenna grabs hold of the rope and quickly hauls herself up to the second floor and then takes a quick look around.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Assuming nothing wrong jumps out, Brenna turns back to look down, "Cmon everyone, we don't want to be exploring this place after dark."

Unslinging her shield Tella attempts the rope, carefully making use of the wall and clearly not enthused with the process, "Torag's teeth, I'm a Dwarf not a blasted wind chandelier, not meant to be dangling from a thrice cursed rope!"

She is taking 10 for a 6, which should be sufficient without the wall with a knotted rope, though of course it could easily be harder than standard.

i guess i'll join the taking ten party to get 14, unless my 7 before suffices

I always hated rope climbing, unfortunately it was a requirement at the academy

"Not to worry, Brenna, I have packed torches if we need to use those."

Takes the 10 to climb with -1 to the check. Hope that's good if the dc is 0 with the knotted rope and wall.

"Wait! they required you to climb rope? That sounds intolerably cruel. If it were me, I'd just set fire to the rope and blame it Goblins."

Dresden grabs the rope and tries his best to look calm as he swings ungainly from side to side in his attempt to climb.

Taking ten like everybody else gives an 11 for the climb check.

You climb up to the second floor from the outside and end up in the crumbling remains of a room that now serves as an open landing for doors in the northwest and southwest walls. There is nothing else of interest in this broken room.

Brenna shakes her head as they group heads up the tower, "Climbing up a rope is cruel? My village considered it a sport."

Giving a short chuckle, she looks around for a moment and not finding anything interesting, she shrugs her head towards the southwest door, "One's as good as another, might as well start here eh?"

Yes well we i'm not exactly the most athletic person in the world, i'm more of the student type, i was also the only human in the village but i got over that part. I say we just pick a door and go Garidan follows along

"Well sport and cruel aren't necessarily mutually exclusive. That door seems as good as any other to me Brenna," Tella says shakily, still looking rather ruffled after having to be dragged up by the others. After reslinging her shield she moves over and after a careful listen, if she hears nothing of concern, she opens the door.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

"Exactly! I once read that some people even consider it sport to throw balls at each other until someone is struck. It's barbari... agh, I mean yes that door is a great idea." Dresden draws his bow whilst trying to avoid eye contact with Brenna.

"Try being a dwarf, we use axes, its all fun and games until someone loses a leg," Tella says, shaking her head disapprovingly.

"Please allow me to check the door. They are ... um ... something of specialty for me." As he moves and settles before the door, he reaches into his belt pouch for some tools

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 And if their are traps, my disable device is +6 with my tools

Variel finds nothing suspisius at the southwest door. It opens up into an octagonal room that is covered in a fine layer of dust. It’s clearly been abandoned for a long time.

Moving cautiously forward into the dusty room Tella makes for the adjacent door, listens for a moment, making room for anyone else who wishes to, and then opens the door - assuming nobody hears anything of note.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Variel scans the room and seeing the layers of dust figures nothing of note is stored here. He move over to the door to check it also. Looking over for any sense of perhaps being trapped. Before cautiously putting an ear to the door.

Perception:: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Dresden enters the room following closely behind Tella and Variel "What's with all this blasted dust?" he says quietly, stifling a sneeze "Still it's nice to enter a room without something trying to eat us."

There are faint reptilian tracks in the dust in front of the door. Before the door is opened, Variel notices that it's trapped. A Javelin Trap.

Disable Device--DC 20

Just now saw the typo i made in my last post. Sorry bout that. *suspicious*

it's an ancient fortress, you expect it to be dusted and polished?Garidan follows commenting

"Spider had eight legs, it could have dusted, slovenly I call it," Tella replies, smiling, which twists her homely face oddly as the massive upturned hammer birthmark on her left cheek remains stiff twisting against her cheek.

"Hold up," Variel spots the trap and gets his special kit of tools from his belt pouch. [b]"There may not be any thing here to visibly eat us, but there may be other things to hinder our progress."[/b}

He works at keeping the trap from springing so it's safe for him and his fellow adventurers.

Brenna waits a safe distance from Variel while he does his work, keeping an eye out for other dangers that might sneak up on us, "Perhaps you should try to convince the next spider to be your bondsman and have it clean up the dungeon."

Tella gives Brenna a worried look, biting her lip, "Ummm, I'm not sure I would be comfortable with bondage... I've never really been out of the smithy much before this. Though, um, do humans like spiders that way? Uncle Badric was telling me something about dogs that I didn't really understand? Dwarves just tend to like dwarves..."

Variel stops what he's doing a moment and rolls his eyes up at the turn the conversation went. Then continues working on disabling the spear trap.

Dresden takes a couple of steps back, looking very uncomfortable "I, umm, I'm not entirely sure that's what Brenna meant..." face turning red, he looks down and starts scratching the ground with the end of his longbow "Perhaps we should change the subject? I heard that the weather in Taldor is nice this time of year."

Tells scowls, "Why does everyone always say that? How is a girl supposed to learn anything if people start talking about the bloomin' weather. I mean me mum's dead, and the only things you hear in a smithy are jokes... Ughhh, nevermind, shut up Tella."

Trying to play Charisma 5 as more than just a scar, so basically going for uncomfortably inquisitive and sheltered.

Dresden jumps out of his skin, dropping his bow, at the unexpected outburst.

"S.. Sorry. I just umm, I mean I..." trailing off he stares longingly at the door, wishing it would just open.

And I'm lovin' it. Those posts were out of the blue awesomeness :) I'm aiming for a nervous/insecure Charisma 8 myself.

"You know where you are with an anvil... You just hit hot metal until its proper shape. But why would a High Priest and a Showgirl even be in a bar together, even if he were in a bar he wouldn't have taken his staff... And he can't be an high Priest of Torag because then he'd have a hammer, or Cayden Cailean because his followers have, um, tankards and rapiers," Tella complains, with the air of someone probing at a sore tooth.

Ah good playing in another game with two, female, followers of Calistria, who are great fun, and was worried they might have rubbed off a little too much :)

can't remember why i have his charisma at a 10 but it was supposed to be lower cause Garidan's an snarky know it all ass

We all have our problems, something that made us choose his line of work in the first place. Someone dying will do that. How did she die?Garidan bluntly asks, he flips open his locket smiling briefly.

"Oh, I never really knew her, um, I think she ate something posinous when I was small my Da, doesn't like to talk about it. Maybe it was on purpose, takes a lot of poison to kill a dwarf..." Tella says, scuffing a stone clad boot across the floor, and studying the mark in the dust intently.

Never really knew my mom either, didn't know my dad for that matter. For what it's worth, apologies for asking, i know it's hard to loose someone. I lost someone important to me recently myself, i used poison on some bullies, the knight commander was the leads father, he sent me and my mentor on a mission that got her killed i left after that....um how's the trap coming Variel? He looks downward awkwardly explaining what happened, trying to sympathize.

"Sorry for your loss hun... Well I am sure neither of them would want us moping hey? If you foul a forging nothing to do, but start over, self pity and one silver piece will buy you a silvers worth of steel."

After Variel disabled the trap, Tella opens the door onto a room that was the Armory. Racks for weapons line the walls of this chamber; above the racks hang various shields, pieces of armor, weapons, and standards on display. Most of the racks are empty, but a few weapons remain in place. A horrible stench fills the room as well, akin to the smell of rotten eggs mixed with the reek of an open sewer.
Two humanoid's with a scaly hide that is dull gray occupy this room. Their frame resembles that of a cave lizard, with a long tail and crests on its head and back.

Initiative, post when you can, though.
Brenna
Blue
Variel
Dresden
Garidan
Tella(first in, last to act. sosad...)
Green

Knowledge check to find out what the lizard things are.

knowledge check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26 I have the same check for most if not all knowledge's, yay lore warden

Fortitude: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Troglodyte's, goody. There's probably more ahead. Garidan readies his Elven spear to attack/charge one of them the Blue one

attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Know:Dungeoneering: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Variel enters and about wretches from the stank smell. By the gods, what is that? And what are those?" He pulls his rapier and gags on the smell.

Fort. Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

If Breanna engages, then I'll want to get on flank with her

If Brenna engages ;)

Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Brenna grimaces for a moment at the solid stench that fills the room, her greataxe raising in a familiar stance as she charges through the door towards the nearest disgusting creature, her axe swinging forward with all the momentum of her charge.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Damage: 1d12 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 8 - 2 = 21Variel attempts to get around for that flank but didn't make it. -2 for the sickened

Variel hopes he can be of help to his fellow adventurers as he feels so under the weather. He tries to get into a better position.

Attack:: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 - 2 = 7[ooc]Sickened included in attack and damage rolls.
Damage:: 1d6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 - 2 = 1

Round 1, Init 12

Fort Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Used to foul aromas from his alchemical experiments Dresden seems unaffected by the Troglodyte's stench... "Hold on Variel, perhaps we can burn the smell away..." he reaches down to grab one of his glass vials, deftly adding ingredients from his belt pouch "Catch!" he yells as he throws the vial towards the farthest creature.

It explodes upon impact in a great ball of flame and smoke.

Bomb vs Touch AC: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Fire Damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Point-blank shot Bomb attack against green

Brenna attacks with relish and splits the poor troglodyte in half. Variel tries to attack, but the stench over comes him. the troglodyte actually goes to catch the vial that Dresden throws at him. It explodes on contact and fire erupts on the troglodyte. Garidan rushes over to attack before the fire dissipates and ends up killing the trog.

Two doors remain in this room, one to the northeast and one directly east.

Tella dry wretches, and bellows, "By Torag's unsightly toenails these things pong! Give a girl a moment..." Moving over to the wall she pulls up her tunic so it covers her mouth, eyes watering and takes a moment to recover from her sickness.

"Oh come on you two, the smell isn't that bad. Reminds me of the scrambled eggs my mother used to make..."

Dresden starts to inspect the weapons on display whilst Tella and Variel compose themselves.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

"Admittedly she is a terrible cook. But you know, the servants aren't always there when you need them."

"Good one Dresden" As Variel admires his throw.

Variel puts his rapier away and strolls over to the north-ish door. Pulling out his special package of tools to check the door for more traps.

Perception:: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

"You had a wife and servants?" Been watching to much Deadpool lately

Troglodytes, barbaric lizard creatures, i have an entry in my journal on them. There's bound to be more, the smell is normal for them...these two clearly bathed the smell wasn't nearly as bad. Garidan comments