The Flaxseed Lodge Core Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master Mike Tuholski

Do you wait the next morning or do you fight into darkness? :)

I had assumed morning. I uncrossed spells. If anyone wants to go tonight, I'll redo. Shouldn't be too difficult. I can see in the dark.

Syrak would vote for immediate action, but as a player I have no strong opinion either way.

Paeter will sigh and pull out his bedroll. "Let's leave early in the morning before she makes more turnip stew." Paeter tells his team.

Let's not wait too much and go for the morning.

The night is peaceful and in the morning you feel well rested and alert. The researchers have a hearty breakfast waiting, and are more than eager to help you into armor after the meal. Once you are ready and secure in your gear, Ignizi takes out a scrap of paper, "The clever folks in Tien mastered the creation of this paper. It is amazingly thin! You can make the best rubbings with it! Did you know it is made of rice? To make rice paper grind some dry rice into a fine powder and mix in water to form a paste. Thinly spread the paste over a damp cloth and place over a steaming pot. Cover the cloth to keep the steam in. After a few minutes remove the cover and carefully roll the paper onto a mat, being sure to keep it flat. Put the mat outside to let the paper air dry. After a day or two the paper will be completely dry and ready to use!"

One of the young pathfinder interrupts her master, "Ma'am, I believe you meant to impart something besides the fine art of paper making?"

Ignizi smiles at her companion, "Quite right. There are several landmarks we use around here, so I am going the draw them for you, and put as detailed instructions as possible in order to get you to Riddywhipple!" The gnome sets about sketching out various landmarks, and writing detailed explanations about each on, including the various data they were able to retrieve from each, the locations relative age where appropriate, and various details of random trivia including, but not limited to, the locations average daily sunlight, fauna and flora most likely to be seen, what animals and beasts thrive on that flora and fauna, how much dew can be found on any given morning, and so on. As Ignizi begins work on page seventeen, Marsia (one of the newbies) smiles and begins jotting down her own notes.

As Ignizi begins to work on page twenty three, Marisa hands you a single page with all the information you will need.

"Or, I suppose that will do as well. Nowhere near as interesting, but it will get you to your contact I suppose." Ignizi mutters as her apprentice hands you the needed information.

Genuinely interested, Dorvhan asks to take the "incomplete draft" written by Ignizi.

"Thank you. We'll be back soon if Desna smiles, not so soon if she laughs, and never if she weeps."

Dorvhan is ready to go!

Falco, always hungering for more information, is quite keen to read all of Ignizi's notes and pockets them with care. Along the way he routinely takes the pages out and tries to confirm her descriptions, particularly about the wildlife and amounts of sun and dew. He adds his own notes and corrections as he sees fit.

As the group departs in the early morning, armed with the researchers’ best wishes and instructions on how to find Riddywipple’s log, Paeter leads the way, helped by Dorvhan and Marsia's notes, thus you have no difficulty to find your way into the forest. The directions are fairly simple, leading them to clear landmarks throughout the forest. You manage to locate the log, which is distinguished by a series of distinctive carvings that adorn the trees for twenty yards in every direction.

Although you see no one, you do hear a squeaky voice coming from up ahead, "Riddywhipple is the one you seek then? Find him first you must! Cleverer have tried. Most succeeded! hihihihi!"

The map is up :) I placed your minis. What do you do?

Syrak instinctively draws his glaive and spreads out.

Dorvhan nods at Syrak, "Don't make it a game, we come with good hearts and ready steel. We just need your guidance!"

Placed.

Paeter has little patience for a game, but figures that it is in the best interest of the party to play along. "We merely need to find you? Surely, one smart as yourself can give us rocks-for-brains a few hints to give us a sporting chance." he says to the creature.

Look at these two, he says motioning to Syrak and Dorvhan. "Do they appear smart enough to find the great Riddywhipple?"

probably should have included a perception check.

Perception : 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

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Falco sighs and mumbles to himself in agitation. He calls out, "A game? We've no time for games, just show yourself."

Falco begins working magic that he hopes will reveal the troublesome creature.

see invisibility

If that doesn't work, he tries detecting magic in the area, walking about blindly. If that fails, he will draw out his scroll of unseen servant and command the invisible force to do the searching for him, being too proud to lift up logs and climb trees in search of Riddywhipple.

At the moment Falco casts his spell, he sees an invisible dragon that is trying his best not to burst out laughing.
As Syrak moves forward, readying himself to react to a potential threat, Peater's eyes, used to notice things out place in the wild, spot a patch of grass disposed in a strange pattern. He shouts a warning and Syrak just avoids to step on the trap.

"What in Desna's drawers is going on here?!"

Paeter waits patiently to see if Falco's spell paid off as the creature clearly doesn't have an ego, otherwise it would have decided to take Paeter's bait.

Stupid creature. Doesn't it understand that I was trying to be cordial. I'm gonna stab it when it appears. he thinks to himself as he stews.

"oooooh maybe they're smart enough to find ME! But are they smart enough to find IT?"

Falco notices that the sound doesn't come out the dragon's mouth.

"Riddywipple? We have not the time for games. We're hear to rescue Ignizi's missing associate. Time matters man!"

[dice=Perception, looking for whatever could constitute "it"]d20+11[/dice]

Falco ignores his companions for a moment and tries to ignore the flying dragon that he can see. He quietly takes out a scroll and pretends to be more interested in its contents than the silly game going on around him. He then finishes the spell in a flash and throws forward a glob of golden dust that showers down to cover the dragon, rendering the golden glittery outline of the dragon visible to all. "Enough games, Riddywhipple! We need your help finding someone! Bah! Look at me, begging a faerie dragon!"

scroll of glitterdust

Once the glittery creature is visible, Paeter leaps on him. "Come here, you insane dragon. " he yells in midair.

CMB-Grapple: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

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Sorry, folks, I forgot to update this thread.

"What? Oooooooooh! You're a friend of Ignizi? I'm too How is she? Did she sent you?" Says the dragon, turning himself visible again. Save your scroll, Falco.
Once visible, he sees a ranger flying towards him, tackling the tiny dragon like the best defensive football player there is.

The small dragon is confused but suddenly laughs and begins to pat Paeter's head with the end of its tail. "Oooooh! Cute! You wanted hugs, after all? She sent you for hugs?"

"HUGS!? Desna's busoms! No..." Dorvhan calms a bit before continuing, remembering that sometimes Desna laughs, "No. We need to you guide us to someone taken from her. And by the goddess if you ask for a hug in payment... then I guess I'll pay."

Dorvhan turns to his party, "And if even one of you reports that I said that, I'll piss in your beer."

Falco's eyes go wide at Dorvhan's threat and he promptly removes his quill from the piece of parchment he was furiously scribbling on. "Very well," he says as he places both back in his pack.

As he straightens back up he says, "Good. Now what do you know about Dijjit and where she went?"

"YISSSSSS! Hugs! Hugs for all!" If Paeter releases him, he will hug you with great pleasure.

After this pleasant moment in the company of the faerie dragon, he eventually opens up and thinks back. "Well, now that you mention it, in the night last night, I flew over to my friendly pixie friend Pollinia, a trixie youngster who lit out with me for a bit of a fly-around, where we chatted about all the happy happenings in the forest as well as some untidy tidings. As it turns out, the carved cave near my pegasi friendlies has a new body that everybody agrees is disagreeable. The old cold cavern used to be used by humans long before long ago, but it’s been empty as a log since then.

“Now it seems an unseemly creature has wandered in from the bit of bog near Wartle and taken to torturing and terrifying the forest. The monster’s name is Marigana, and trappers chased her from her Wartle morass after she kidnapped some napping kids from the town and turned them into deadly undead. Now she’s taken up taking over Sanos, and wants to spread her terrible territory. We can make a joint journey to see the poisonous new occupant, but it will be doubtlessly undeadly. Do you have any questions?”

I assume that was spoken quickly. Dorvhan blinks exaggeratedly at the explanation. He looks around at each companion, hoping they caught most of it. "Undead right? Do you know what this Marigana is? Can your friends help?"

The small dragon speaking indeed very fast Steve Buscemi-like thinks about the creature and shakes his head.

"I don't know anything more about Marigana."

He cheers up, grinning, answering Dorvhan's second question.
"Oh, yes, I have many friends and I can show you the way and I come so I can help you be helpful! We need to head North, into the old forest for friends. All their life, I have known the most pleasant and pleasing pegasi. Most fey don't know what to do. Help or not help. We are old, and it takes centuries to make up the minds of the many. Varied vigorous vague vexatious arguing about nothing at all."

"Well my alliterative friend, vamonos!"

Paeter releases the fey with disdain, not entirely trusting the creature.

He listens to the story and decides to kill Marigna well before the dragon finishes its tale.

"Let's leave, fey. We cannot let this creature defile the ground of man any longer. "

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Syrak will take a hug from the faerie.

Good thing I put my quill away. I wouldn't be able to write as fast as this one talks anyways and I would just make a fool of myself trying to keep up. "So Marigana and some undead are plaguing you fortress and probably have our missing person, right? Fine, we will do what needs to be done to accomplish our mission. No hugs though."

"No hugs, mister halfling?" says Riddywhipple with a sad face. "Follow me! We'll find first Pegasi! He's a very close friend of mine!"

Riddywhipple answers any questions you may have as you venture north and describes how he heard Marigana looks like, so long as he has a modicum of knowledge on the topic. As your party is approaching the home of his longtime friends, pegasi who might be able to offer assistance in defeating the undead, the faerie dragon guides you over and around several dangerous areas, pointing out traps and pitfalls along the way in case you have to find your way back alone. An overgrown road appears for you to follow until, at last, you reach a muddy, reedy lake surrounded by underbrush and large stones. As the party journey's north, Riddywhipple flits back and forth between party members, eventually settling on Dorvhan's shoulder for the majority of the journey.

As the you approach, you see the silhouette of a statuesque pegasus grazing in the glade. However, as the you grow closer, you notice that the pegasus is covered in deep wounds and dried blood, and that he grazes not upon grass, but upon the carcass of a fallen creature.

"... and that's when I met Pegasi and we decided to become besties. He's a very kind pegasus, you know and.... Oh noooooooooo! Not Pegasiiiiiiiiii! My bestiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!" Riddywhipple looks shocked and falls on the ground rolling, weeping loudly and profusely on the floor from his little dragon fairy's eyes.

Old friends - Round 1 - Mostly everyone's up! - Map is updated!
Paeter, Dorvhan, Syrak
Pegasiiiiii!
Falco

Dorvhan looks on with true sadness as Riddywhipple crumbles. He turns to the erstwhile pegasus and prays softly, and sadly to Desna, bringing forth a starknife of force: Spiritual Weapon: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19 for DMG if hit: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

The dwarf steps in front of the mourning dragon.

Syrak begins casting enlarge person on himself

"Abomination!"

The spiritual weapon hits squarely slicing through the undead flesh of Pegasi the pegasus!

P [8]

Paeter steps forward 15' to be the prime target of the undead horse. "More defiled ground! Come get some, evil beast! " he yells as he draws his trident and shield, setting up a defensive stance.

Total Defense

Can someone move me?

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moved you.

Syrak begins to enlarge to abnormal proportions while Paeter takes a defensive posture in front of the party.
The undeadish pegasi moves in front of the fearless ranger but... does nothing else.

1d20 ⇒ 13

Old friends - Round 2 - Everyone's up!
Falco, Paeter, Dorvhan, Syrak
Pegasiiiiii! [8]

Syrak enlarges and takes a powerful swipe at the undead monstrosity.

Power Glaive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (6, 7) + 9 = 22

Paeter sees the undead creature and questions why it did not attack, but knows that creatures like this are rarely kind to the living. "If you are sentient, then I apologize for this!" he yells as he stabs his trident for the horse-creature's neck.

Knowledge Religion against Pegasiiiii!: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 Any DR? Not with that roll...

Trident @ Pegasiiiii!: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

As Paeter fumbles with his trident, he ducks under the wings and tries to swing his spiked shield at the creature, but he seemingly has terrible luck today.

Shield @ Pegasiiiii!: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Both Paeter and Syrak, now enlarged, miss their blow against the staggered pegasus.

Falco and Dorvhan

panicking students. Will post properly in a few hours. Until then...

The Starknife continues to dance around the once beautiful creature spiritual Weapon : 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 for DMG if hit: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

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can't move map

Dorvhan steps 5' SW. "give it a merciful death Paeter " using bit of luck.

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Moved you.

Dorvhan inspires Paeter with Desna's luck while his spiritual starknife doesn't hit the pegasus.
Falco draws his faithful wand of magic missile and shots once at the pegasus' face.
The pegasus bites direly in Paeter's flesh while a beautiful woman comes out of the water, silently and wordlessly.

Old friends - Round 3 - Everyone's up!
Falco, Paeter [18/31], Dorvhan, Syrak
Pegasiiiiii! [13]

"PAETER!" Dorvhan drops a spell of True Strike to cure his friend, CLW: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14 "Look over there lads, we've got company! Oi, you in the water, friend or foe?!"

Syrak strikes the pegasus again, waiting to see Riddywipple's respose to the aquatic creature.

Power Glaive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (4, 4) + 9 = 17

The woman in the water doesn't answer back. Syrak's glaive cuts nicely through the hard skin of the zombie pegasus but it still stands.

Paeter and Falco

P [30]

Falco is pretty much offline this week. Might I suggest he be botted with a charge of Magic Missile from his wand for DMG: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Indeed, I was just waiting for Paeter before boting Falco :)

Paeter lunges for the undead pegasus with a bit more fury in his eyes. "I was going easy on you, horse! Taste pain now!" he snarls.

Trident @ Pegasus: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 - 2 = 7
Trident @ Pegasus: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 2 = 24
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Shield @ Pegasus: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 - 2 = 23
Shield @ Pegasus: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 - 2 = 12
Damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

As Dorvhan heals him, Paeter nods back. "Thanks for the support. May the Midnight Lord praise you in the Boneyard."

Glad I used it!