The Last Breaths of Ashenport

Game Master FabesMinis

"Aye my friends are very graceful and I honor their words. I suggest you do as well." Grafire shouts down to the woman below. Grafire suggest using silverware if any is availble to secure to table to the floor.
"Let us leave them to their own prison." grafire turns his attention to the rest of the house. "We must search this house there maybe clues to defeating the beasty. Maybe books or symbols..."

Perception check: 1d20+4=24

Grafire finds nothing untoward in the house.

"We should return to the inn. We promised the merchants that we would protect them and I am uneasy. It does not seem that the removal of their leaders has caused any change of heart in the natives of this doomed town."

"It is wondering where the remaining cult leaders are."

Manny looks up at the sound of IT's voice.

"Oh, IT speaks!" He says snidely, then blinks, and mutters,

"Um,... IT's got a point you know. SOMEone sicced those nutcases on us, and it wasn;t anyone in this house. So who IS still running the show?"

HE looks over at It's implacable features. "Um, good job!" He offers, and gives IT a friendly whack on the back. He then begins moaning and cursing, holding his bruised hand,...

So, back to the Smooth Sailing?

Yes.

Clutching his notebook and jotting the results of their explorations of the Alderman's house down as he goes, Akahale heads purposefully towards the Smooth Sailing.

OK. I will update with that later.

"Off we go, let us try and fill our belly's before tonight."

As the group head back to the Smooth Sailing to check on the merchants and their guards, you hear once more the eerie cry of the sea, a sound of longing that calls for you to come to the depths.

Manny, Akahale and Seram Zal must now move directly to the sea by the easiest and quickest route possible. Map to follow. Please all roll initiative, but don't state your actions yet.

Init (1d20+8=28)

Gah. Oddly enough, I feel no joy at this particular crit roll.

If this is the 6th encounter then Rowan's initative is 17 however if tis the 7th then its 11

"Oh wonderful here we go AGAIN!" Rowan shakes his head in disbelief.

DM:

Init (1d20+8=12)

IC still down! doing this the old fashioned way.

10+6=16 Initiative

MAnny holds out his arms in front of him, and begins walking towards the sea in a stiff-legged but deceptively fast pace.

I forgot I'd asked for init rolls previously in the profiles. Doh. I think I prefer rolling. I'll use your 7th init roll, Rowan. I've lost track myself!

Please could one of you nominate 1 of the 3 entrances to the map that I have marked with red crosses to be where you start. (Going 1,2,3 left to right).

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Akahale feels the lure of shrimp calling him and does not resist their siren call.

Very well. I shall plonk you all there.

Here is the init order:

Akahale 28
Grafire 26
Manny 16
Seram Zal 13
IT 12
Rowan 11

All the roads are difficult terrain, but the grassy areas are not. Everyone is at -2 to Perception, due to the continued heavy rain. Any unprotected flames are automatically extinguished. Creatures more than 1 square distant have concealment (-2 to attack them). The buildings can be climbed: the walls are a DC20 Athletics check. Grabbing your friends is a Str vs Fort check.

Akahale's eyes become glassy, and he looks adoringly at the direction of the ocean. He plods off away from the group in a daze.

Akahale moves to AA6. Grafire's turn.

"Good god man where do you think you are going?" Grafire belows as he watches Akahale go into the trance and make a move towards the sea. He then attempts to restrain his clan brother.

Str vs. frt - 1d20+9=18

You'll need to get to him first! He's moved about 11 squares away from you. The roads are difficult terrain. You'll probably still end up about 6 squares away from him. See the above map for a clearer picture.

Minor point but wouldn't Akahale and the others be impeded by the difficult terrain as the rest of us? Technically he shouldn't be that far ahead since we should be together when that singing started and none of us especially the mesmerised ones should be able to get that far ahead of the others

Akahale double moved, mostly across grass (counts as normal terrain). I spaced you out as I assume that the group don't travel in a military bunch but slighty spread out to avoid area attacks. I promise I'm not trying to 'gimp' you, as they say!

Akahale double moved, mostly across grass (counts as normal terrain). I spaced you out as I assume that the group don't travel in a military bunch but slighty spread out to avoid area attacks. I promise I'm not trying to 'gimp' you, as they say!

Okay well I posted Rowan's action in the previous message so he'll use Sacred Flame to grant the nearest mesmerised ally a new save and in subsequent rounds will do the same to any of the others he can catch up with: first attack roll is 1d20+9: 17+9 for a total of 26 and thats after he moves 3 squares forward and is aiming ahead of the furthest ally he can see: Perception check: 1d20+11: 13+11 for a total of 24 not including any penalties. he is not aiming to hurt them just close enough to merit their save

Grafire I double-ran you to AA10. Seemed the most in keeping with what you want to do.

perfect yes if hes was on the move then I certainly would attempt to aprehend the flee suspect...:D

He's just following ethereal shrimp. What's suspect about that?

Did I say suspect...?? Oh why yes I did. Suspected of have the mind infiltrated by the song of a deadly siren call. :D Grafire will not allow his buddies to be infiltrated. :}

This would be hysterical, yah know, if I weren't about to become squid-food,... ;P

Akahale's got the best will defense of anyone in this party and yet here he is, wandering happily towards crustacean infested doom.

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Manny and Seram follow Akahale towards the sea...

IT's turn

IT hustles and clanks to get in front of Mandrake, addressing the wizard. "Wizard Mandrake must stop."

Double-run to Z11, I think it is -- immediately W of Mandrake.

IT stations itself in front of Mandrake, in an attempt to stop the old coot becoming fish-food.

Rowan fires a bolt of holy fire at an innocent barrel in an attempt to stun his friends into wakefulness.

Akahale, please make a saving throw.

Save v becoming fish food (1d20=20)

"Their pincers are mighty and their cunning is great," intones Akahale. Abruptly, he comes to a halt as some remnant of sense kicks in.

"Aha! Once again we are subject to abominable attack. Allow me to assist, Father."

Akahale's eyes start to whirl at the prospect of saving his comrades.

"I will happily blast Mr Zal into sensibility. If that is possible."

It is now your turn, Akahale.

It is now your turn, Akahale.

PHEW! Was expecting to find out Rowan has just created a new job for clerics' with Sacred Flame namely "Flare Pistol"!

Akahale points his rod at Mr Zal's feet and attempts to blow a hole in the ground in front of the barbarian. He looks a little bashfully at Father Rowan, embarrassed by his own petty attitude.

"I shall aim at the inanimate in future."

Or quite likely does. IC is down. Home rolled 1d20+11=21. That should just miss Mr Zal, but after the last time, Akahale isn't that fussed if he accidentally takes a chunk out of him. His snout still hurts.

Don't do yourself down, Akahale. That hits Seram Zal's Reflex. Damage roll please.

Akahale points his rod at Mr Zal's feet and attempts to blow a hole in the ground in front of the barbarian. He looks a little bashfully at Father Rowan, embarrassed by his own petty attitude.

"I shall aim at the inanimate in future."

"I'd blame Dagon after all that is quite the racket out here!" Rowan notes wrily.

Don't do yourself down, Akahale. That hits Seram Zal's Reflex. Damage roll please.

Home rolled. 1d10+7 = 13 damage.

Akahale moves prudently aside as his attack zaps Mr Zal firmly in the calf.

Seram Zal, please make a saving throw.

IC's not working 1d20=8

Seram Zal remains resolutely under the influence of Dagon's Call and ignores Akahale's blast.

Grafire's turn.

Seram Zal remains resolutely under the influence of Dagon's Call and ignores Akahale's blast.

Grafire's turn.

Rowan turns to look at Akahale.

Akahale smiles shyly. "Your turn, Father."

He looks around and sees Grafire about to spring into action and adds, "Unless my egg-brother can restore our comrade."

Grafire hits Seram Zal with an unarmed attack for 3 damage. Seram Zal saves against the Call and is no longer affected.

Grafire takes a swing and punches Seram Zal in the face.

"That felt kinda good," the dragonborn admits ruefully.

Grafire hits Seram Zal with an unarmed attack for 3 damage. Seram Zal saves against the Call and is no longer affected.

Grafire takes a swing and punches Seram Zal in the face.
"That felt kinda good," the dragonborn admits ruefully.

"No offence but there's no way we're letting either It or Seram punch Manny, I don't think there's enough open ground to prevent Manny hitting any of the houses nearby!" Rowan notes.

Anyone getting flashbacks from the Gamers?

Rowan continues unleashing his sacred flame to free those entranced by the Dagon's song.

"Ey awake now are ya?" Grafire smirks unabashadly.

Heheh,...

"Mmmm,... Shrimp kabob, shrimp gumbo, Shrimp cocktail,..."

MAnny mutters as he tried to walk over or through IT, happily drooling over his imagined buffet,...

"I shall endeavour to terrify him into - " Akahale pauses, aware that using the word 'sanity' in connection with Manny is always problematic - "into his normal state."