The Reclamation of Zahvroma (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Chapter 7: To Forge The Future Combat Map


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"It wasn't a difficult decision," Michael says without looking up at the dhampir. "I saw in her a loneliness I saw in myself. She's intelligent, funny and refreshing."


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"She's also a woman."


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Michael blushes. "Well..."


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"Well, what? Oh....ohhhhh..." the dhampir shakes her head. The thought was a bit revolting to her, but that was wrong of her. She was different too and had no right to judge. She saw the happiness in Michael's eyes, Jelks was here for a reason.

"When did you have time to...find out? Did you leave me with those children to have a...dalliance?"


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"I'm sorry, Divitia. Things just...progressed."


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Divitia laughs. "Ah, Michael...I'm happy for you. And for Jelks. But I'm concerned about Alisbeth."


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"The girl found in Icathia who knows about Malfeliax," Michael says, his tone serious once more. "It doesn't bode well, but she doesn't seem like a threat. Ah...before I forget, here."

He hands Divitia a dusty tome. "That should help your brother. So, will you consider becoming an instructor?"


Divitia:
"I just might," Divitia says, a smile creeping on her face as she thinks of the young students. "They are good kids."

She turns and heads back to the Common House. "Good night, Michael."


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Jelks smiles inwardly. The happiness she felt...it was a new sensation. It came through in her music tonight and the tips reflected it. People liked happy songs and, now, so did she.

A new job! A new love! No, it was more than that. Desna gave her someone who finally accepted her for who she really was. That was more than she hoped for. She sits at the bar and tries to stop the tears from coming. But, damn it, Jelks was too happy for words.


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Life kept moving in Valwick, in a quiet, mundane way. Esmerelda sighs as she walks along the beach. Life was more interesting with Arista around. The aasimar became a fundamental part of her routine in such a short amount of time. Esmerelda's blades had not been drawn since she left, the dhampir feeling out of sorts.
She cried at Hadrinn's for the first couple of nights. She loved Arista as a sister, that was all there was to it. During the day, she would snap out of a dream, thinking she heard the familiar rap rap rap at her door.
It's not even been a week, you softie! The dhampir glances down the shoreline to see a young elf with shockingly bright red hair standing over another figure and a wild cat. She races down the beach, but the girl runs off. She looks down at the figure and the cat. A fetchling...

She kneels in front of Rajni. "Wake up, stranger."


Harakhty levels his crossbow and fires at the cultist.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 6 - 4 = 18; Damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna fires another barrage of Magic Missiles at the cultist.

Damage: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (4, 2, 4) + 3 = 13


GM Notes:

C4 hp: 1

The remaining cultist is barely able to stand but he swings and bites at Sādhanā once more.

Punch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22; Damage: 1d3 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Bite: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

He manages to connect with his fist.

Round 2: Harakhty, Sienna, Cultists, Drago, Ylrhea, Sādhanā, Arista, Cyna


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea fires her crossbow at the last cultist.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 6 - 4 = 3

Woo...


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Pew: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 9 - 4 = 13
Pew: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 9 - 4 = 17
Bang: 1d8 + 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (8) + (2) + 3 = 13
Bang: 1d8 + 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + (6) + 3 = 14

Cyna fires her bow twice more at the remaining cultist.


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

Might save you some arrows
Cursing from the vicious bite, the magus plunges her blades into the raving maniac.

1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10


The cultist falls dead at Sādhanā's feet, but the end of the battle brings no comfort. The floor seems to tremble beneath the party's feet.


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

As the earth beneath them begins to shake, Sādhanā quickly chants a spell a shimmering shield of force appearing orbiting her.

"Here we go, Spread out!"

Cast Shield. Boosts AC to 24 for next 5 mins


The shaking stops for a moment, the sound of collapsing rubble can be heard from the floor below.


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

"Down some more?" Sienna says, picking herself up off the floor.


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

The gnome nods. "From the sounds of it, we should hurry."


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

Realizing that they were probably headed into an extremely violent battle,Sādhanā consumes the potion she carries, allowing those who could heal to save their power for offense.

CMW2d8 + 4 ⇒ (7, 4) + 4 = 15

"C'mon let's go!" she exclaims dashing further into the subterranean complex, the worst of her wounds healing as she runs.


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Tally ho!

The group heads down the next set of stairs, descending about seventy feet. You pass by incomplete shafts shrouded in darkness until you come to the bottom of the stairway. The smell of freshly disturbed dust and soil fills your noses as you move forward. Light is sparse down here, though you believe you see flames up ahead. Walking forward fifty feet, you come to the edge of a freshly made sinkhole. The scattering of rocks and dirt lead you to believe this is fairly recent. The light you saw seems to emanate from below. You hear heavy stomping coming from the sinkhole.


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

"Can anyone with better vision than mine tell what's going on down there?"


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Cyna carefully maneuvers around the sinkhole trying get find a decent view of below.


Cyna catches a glimpse of another subterranean city, but the buildings look more religious in nature. Walking through the city, Cyna catches the glimpse of a man wearing a Necromancer's mask, trailed by four huge elementals that destroy the buildings as they pass. They seem to be headed for a large temple.


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

"Found him and he's on the move we better prepare quick I don't think we have much time." Cyna whispers.


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea tugs at a lantern hook on the wall. "These are pretty sturdy. Anybody have a rope?"


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

"If you have any protective spells that last a while, cast them now."

As she finishes her statement she begins a warding chant, power building until she reaches out and touches Arista's shoulder. Apulse of invisible energy emanates from the Aasimar, a mild shockwave like soundless thunder.

"Argue with me later." the Anizari says with a grin to her friend.

Cast Ablative Barrier on Arista. Active for 5 hours or until expended.


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna brings up her shimmering armor of force.

Cast Mage Armor.

"You know what would have been nice for these trips? Rings of Feather Fall..." the sorceress says, her tail swishing nervously as she looks into the sinkhole.


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

"All I have is this." Cyna replies casting Aspect of the Falcon on herself.

About how far up and away are we?

"I'd take a scroll at this point. I can glide down there but I don't think I can take anyone with me. Maybe Ylrhea..."


You're about 50' up and 300' away from Jahlrem and company.


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna slaps her hand to her forehead and laughs. "I can't believe I forgot all about these little suckers..."

She flaps her stunted wings. "Here goes nothing!"

She jumps into the sinkhole using her leathery wings to keep her from hitting the ground.

Fly(DC10): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

"Phew..." Sienna sighs. Never used 'em before...Glad they work.


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Cyna's heart practically leaps from her chest as Sienna descends somewhat clumsily to the ground. "You... crazy... " Cyna sighs and shakes her head.

She quickly grabs a rope and follows her other half into the city.


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

"But you love me," Sienna says, following the trail of devastation.


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

"For Desna's sake," Ylrhea mutters grabbing the rope and descending.


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

"More that anything, but than doesn't mean you aren't crazy." Cyna replies.


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

"Crazy is good sometimes," the sorceress says. "You'll never be bored."


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

"Never. Now how about we direct some of that crazy at that asshat up there?" Cyna suggests.


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

"Fine by me," Sienna says, looking to see if the others are coming.


The earth shakes again as the elementals and Jahlrem enter the temple. A column from the front falls and smashes into pieces. Elsewhere, a building sinks into the ground after toppling over.


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

Working to descend as quickly as she can, Sādhanā makes her way down the rope, waiting for the others to make their way down before joining the first ones down.


Harakhty climbs down and joins the group, wary of the new development. Arista and Drago soon follow.


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

"Ok let's go!" Sādhanā says breaking into a loping run, her long legs navigating the battered terrain.


You arrive at the doorway of the temple, a grandiose marvel of construction. You hear the sounds of crushing and grinding as you enter. In the main chamber, four large earth elementals pound at the ground, but Jahlrem is nowhere to be seen.

I'll pick this up later. Good night, all.


Male Dhampir Stormborn Sorcerer 5/Summoner 1/Archmage 1
Status:
Init: +2 | HP: 35/35 | AC: 17 | FF: 15 | Tch: 13 | Fort: +2 | Ref: +4 | Will: +7 | Percep: +8

Drago kept quiet while everyone readied for battle. With the now known whispers in his mind, the Sorcerer embraced whole-heartedly. Descending down the rope, he began to focus his anger. You will not leave here alive Jahlrem, I'll see to that.


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Before they decend

At the sight of the desecration of the religious city, an almost feral growl sounds in the back of Arista's throat. "That evil bastard will pay for everything he has ever done...I can't wait to tear him apart."

As Sadhana bolsters her with a spell Arista blushes and smiles at her, "It's okay...I understand. Now...let's go tear his s@#% up."

Back to the present moment
Arista stands back and waits to see how everyone wants to proceed before moving forward. They are quite large aren't they? Sarenrae, guide us and protect your faithful followers as we strive to end this madness. Saying the quiet prayer to herself, she prepares for what looks to be a rough battle.


So much for sleep...

GM Roll:
Stealth: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (13) + 17 = 30

A voice echoes through the building as well as the thump of a pegleg. "So you survived after all? What's this? Hmm, pity...just three of you I recall. However, let's not bother with catching up. Rovagug yearns to be free and I'll not have him wait."

The elementals turn to face the group. "Crush them, slaves! Then batter the earth with their bones!"

Initiative:
Sādhanā: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Drago: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Arista: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
Cyna: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Harakhty: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
Ylrhea: 1d1 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Sienna: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Elementals: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11
Jahlrem: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Round 1: Harakhty, Jahlrem, Sienna, Arista, Sādhanā, Elementals, Cyna, Ylrhea, Drago


Female Fetchling Ranger 6 HP: 51/51; AC: 20, T: 16, FF: 15; Init: +7; Fort: +7, Ref: +10, Will: +1
Esmerelda Usari wrote:
** spoiler omitted **

Coughing up the water from her lungs, Rajni tries to overcome the confusion and panic she feels. Her wet clothes clinging to her she reaches out for her companion. Seeing Shamara lying on the sand she crawls over to her and strokes her fur, "Shamara! Shamara....please be okay."

As she strokes the cat, Shamara awakens and jumps up. Shaking herself off, she goes and nuzzles against Rajni's cheek. "I'm fine Shamara, I'm fine...." Holding Shamara to her she looks up at the strange woman in front of her, "Who...who are you? Where am I?" Father is not going to be pleased....not at all.... She starts to shake as thoughts of her father's displeasure fill her mind.


Meanwhile:
"My name is Esmerelda and this is Valwick. It is a safe place, if you mean us no harm," the dhampir says, gauging the young fetchling. "Come, I will get you and your friend some food. Perhaps you can tell me your story."

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