WR Mummy's Mask

Game Master wicked_raygun

Torin investigates the dried empty pool in the south-western corner and makes a discovery.

random weapon roll: 1d100 ⇒ 65
random potion roll 1: 1d100 ⇒ 72
random potion roll 2: 1d100 ⇒ 21

He finds what looks to be an old, but beautifully crafted rapier and a flask containing a potion, just under some surface dust. The inscription on the bottle is in elvish and tells you that it is a potion of enlarge person.

#Loot
- MW rapier
- Potion of Enlarge Person

"Human shield," Kwin pants as Torin walks away. "If I had the energy right now, I'd bite you."

Then he chuckles. "No, strike that. The mere thought of what you'd taste like is turning my stomach."

Djehuti looks over Torin's shoulder at his finds. "May I see that potion?" He shakes the vial, holds it up to the light, turning it back and forth, then gingerly uncorks it and sniffs at it before corking it again. "I think this would allow someone to grow to huge size." He looks over at Koshu and Kwin. "One of you would probably benefit most from this."

"My family has said that I am large enough, at least at mealtimes," Koshukhep chuckled. "But if you do not wish to grow to a proper size, friend Kwin, then I will take it." He flicked rot grub ichor off his paws, then reached down to help haul Kwin to his feet.

Looking around, he grunted. "Where shall we go next? The Hall of Spiders? The Hungry Sandworm Nest? Bah. There is no honor to be had in destroying vermin, only slime and itchy bites. Let us search for Ahmed's artifact and be done with it."

There is one more room to be discovered in the western courtyard you're currently in. And then of course, there's the second floor of the mansion. I believe the original plan was to finish the courtyard, leaving the second floor for last. So I'll be going with that.

Good, god - it's 95 degrees where I am right now. I'm typing with a sheen of sweat. This is nuts.

Ahmed has assured me that he'll be playing soon. He's just swamped at the moment. So I'll GMPC him for now.

New post with map coming soon.

A rectangular stone building sits in the northwest corner of the estate. At each corner stand columns carved to resemble men and women with their arms crossed over their chests. A set of stone doors stands in the southern face of the building, carved with bas-relief faces of two men. Hieroglyphs are carved into the doors just beneath the faces.

[b"]What are you talking about. I'm delicious. Full of sugar and spice and everything nice. You want this pig sticker? It's a little too fancy for me."[/b]

Koshu can have the potion. If Kwin doesn't want the sword, I'll put it on the loot list.

Looking at the door, "Anyone able to read this stuff?"

To clarify the Hieroglyphs are Ancient Osirion.

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"But if you do not wish to grow to a proper size, friend Kwin, then I will take it."

"That's mighty big of you Kosh, but size works against my fancy footwork. I think that potion will serve you better."

"What are you talking about. I'm delicious. Full of sugar and spice and everything nice. You want this pig sticker? It's a little too fancy for me."

"'That's what little girls are made of.' I always suspected as much," Kwin chuckles under his breath as he accepts the rapier, giving it few experimental sweeps and jabs. "Nice balance, good flex on the blade. It's worth keeping. Thanks."

As he stows it, the kitsune squints at the pictograms. "You're kidding, right?"

Just realized I didn't update Koshu's languages for that rank of Linguistics he took. Fixed!

"The old meanings come back to me, slowly," Koshu rumbled, squinting at the hieroglyphs as well. "This is the crypt. 'May defilers be cursed by the gods until their day of judgment.'"

He took a step back, his hand going to the charm that dangled from around his neck. "We aren't defilers, are we?" he asked, his eyes flicking about nervously. "We're... we're... er..." He trailed off, unable to put a pretty face on what they were doing. "The church sanctioned this," he finished lamely, obviously not even convincing himself.

"We are doing the Church's work, which happens to coincide with our own mission of freeing Ahmed, remember?" Izra patted Koshu on the shoulder. "While we will be intruding, as you saw in our last location, friend Koshu, we will not be defiling. If we left this place to others - like Falto and his friends - there is no telling what would happen here. 'Defilement' is likely to be an understatement. Though I doubt those who left these warnings will be as appreciative of the distinction."

"Ha! Wait till you meet my sister!"

Hearing that it was ok to at least poke inside the crypt, Torin pokes about the door for any signs of traps.

Perc: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

If it is locked, he waves over Kwin, otherwise he opens it up.

"I suppose it is not defiling, if we treat the dead with respect," Koshukhep said hesitantly. Just to be on the safe side, though, he gave the charm an extra rub.

Torin doesn't find any traps. In fact it looks like the stone doors are heavy but would open easily.

Skipping ahead. :-)

Inside, a wide stairway descends into the darkness.

New map upcoming.

Here is the new Crypt Map.

Room B26

The Band descends the stairs and finds that a stone altar sits upon a raised stone platform in the center of this square room. Caryatid columns carved in the likenesses of male and female figures with their arms crossed over their chests and khopeshes or ankhs in their hands stand at each corner of the platform. Empty torch holders are built in all four of the room’s corners. Two stairways exit the room— one climbs to the south, while the other descends from this chamber to the north.

In the northern part of the room, you see what looks like a mummy. It raises its arm and moves to attack you.

Initiatives

Djehuti: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Suri: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Creature: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Ahmed: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Torin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Koshukhep: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Izra: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Kwin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Bold is up.

"An animated mummy; why am I not surprised?" Kwin asks no one in particular as the thing begins moving and the kitsune draws a weapon.

Knowledge (Local): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Then his eyes narrow. "Hey, wait a minute... if that's what I think it is... friends, keep your distance from that thing! Never fought one, but I've heard stories... it can take weapons out of commission... and people, too! Uses sticky stuff like a giant spider, only worse!"

"Pokey arrows or thumpy arrows, boy? Both? Neither? That's what inquiring minds want to know."

Know:Local: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

"They are said to be resistant to magical and physical damage. I wonder if it's adhesive is as susceptible to fire as a spider's?" Djehuti pulls a vial of something out of a pocket and throws it at the adherer.

Alchemist's fire throw: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Damage, if hits: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Know:Religion: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

"Whatever it is, it is most definitely not a mummy," Izra said, as she pulled her own flask of alchemical fire from a pocket.

Since she doesn't act until after the creature, this is just fluff and intent. It would be bad to throw fire if it gets into melee range, for example. :-)

The Adherer moans as Djehuti's bottle of Alchemist fire splashes against him. The fire seems to be quite effective.

Suri moves into position and defends herself. The adherer moves toward the eidolon and unleashes a vicious slam. Despite her preparations, the adherer's attack smashes past Suri's defenses. She screams as its sticky flesh adheres to her. Grappled.

slam vs. Suri: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

grab: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25

Round 1, cont.

Djehuti: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Suri: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Creature: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Ahmed: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Torin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Koshukhep: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Izra: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Kwin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Bold is up.

"Beloved!" Ahmed shrieks. He quickly moves in behind her and casts a spell to shield her.

Shield spell, +4 shield bonus to AC on Suri.

Kwin -- who had shucked his pack and started digging for a flask of his own at Djehuti's remark -- pauses, a vial of liquid fire in his hand. He looks at it, and then Suri, doubtfully.

"Fire... won't hurt her, right? Right?"

(You can take retrieving the Alchemist's Fire as Kwin's MA for this round. His SA will be lobbing it once he's assured she won't be harmed. Or something else.)

"Kill it with fire, you can't go wrong.

Torin fires a couple of arrows at the thing,

Flurry: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 1 = 14
Damage?: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9
Flurry: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 = 18
Damage?: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 = 7

Koshukhep hated to face an enemy he couldn't rend with his claws, but he saw the reason in using ranged attacks. Pulling his bow forth, he too shot an arrow at the undead thing, though with much less proficiency than Torin. "We will get you free, Suri!"

shortbow -4 into melee: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 5 - 4 = 17
dmg: 1d8 ⇒ 1

Kwin looks at Torin doubtfully, but prepares to lob the flask. Rats, I didn't realize Kwin was so far away, that'd be a -4 range penalty from where he is. Add firing into melee and it'd be hopeless.

Bobbing back and forth trying to get a clear shot between Torin and Koshukhep -- and past Ahmed and Suri -- he spits a Kitsune curse, grabs the straps of his pack with his free hand, and dashes off around the platform.

From the description it sounds like there's no way across the altar, so he's taking a 20' encumbered move counter-clockwise around the outside.

Izra held her flask of fire, but did not hurl it into the fray. Much as Kwin had discovered, Izra was sure that she wouldn't be able to actually hit the enemy from where she stood.

Instead, she made her way down the stairs, looking for an opening. While she looked, she placed a hand upon Torin's shoulder, blessing the dwarf with divine guidance.

Move down the stairs, cast Guidance on Torin.

Kn:Arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
Craft:Alchemy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

"Enough heat could break down the adherer's adhesive. Though applying that much heat while it is holding Suri is likely to harm her, as well."

One of Torin's arrows hits the Adherer, but doesn't penetrate deeply. The other seems to have gotten caught up in its sticky mass and hangs oddly. Koshukhep also manages to sink an arrow, but if the disgusting creature felt any pain, he didn't show it.

Round 2

Djehuti: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Suri: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Creature: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Ahmed: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Torin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Koshukhep: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Izra: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Kwin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Bold is up.

"That was all my alchemist's fire." He reaches back to pull out his bow and quickly fires an arrow at the creature.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

AC 21, HP 14

Claws: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Claws: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

With the mummified creature clinging to her, Suri has little option other than to try and destroy it. Feeling protected by Ahmed's magic, she takes the chance of raking her claws against the wrappings, but finds them to be ineffective.

Suri indeed is unable to accurately strike the twisting body of the Adherer. Instead the creature seems to hold onto the Eidolon and begins to slam its palms into Suri. But she manages to cleverly twist despite her awkward positioning and avoids any damage.

Grapple Check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

Slam vs. Suri: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Man, even with grappled penalties Suri is a badass.

Round 2, cont.

Djehuti: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Suri: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Creature: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Ahmed: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Torin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Koshukhep: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Izra: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Kwin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Bold is up.

Just a quick question: Did the Adherer take the second round of Alchemist's Fire damage?

Unable to get an unobstructed view from where she was, Izra circled around to her right, until she had a clear shot. As she moved, she tapped into her connection to the Lady of Fate, in the hopes that some glimpse of the future would help her in the fight.

Move 30' (Map updated), Cast Guidance on herself

Torin keeps firing arrows,

Pew: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7
Pew: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 1 = 24
Thunk!: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 = 6

Racial Energy Strikes ability get.

Even though Suri seems to be holding her own against the mummified creature, seeing it clinging to her and making attacks still fills him with rage. Glaring at the creature, he says to himself, "Djehuti may be out of fire, but I am not!" His arms around the shackles explode with flame, and he gathers in up in his hands and hurls a ball of it at the Adherer, the exhaustion in his eyes masked almost entirely by hatred.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Fire Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

I did in fact forget the second round of fire damage.

Fire Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Koshukhep and Kwin are up.

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Reassured by Ahmed's attack -- surely he wouldn't use fire if it would harm Suri -- Kwin wound up and threw.

Alchemist's Fire (RTA): 1d20 + 6 - 4 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 6 - 4 - 2 = 18 (+6 base, -4 into melee, -2 second range increment.)
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Kwin is just ahead of Izra (15' east of Mr. Sticky Pants). Can't move his icon from my phone; I'll adjust it this evening.

Kwin has been moved. (And now provides Mr. Sticky Pants with cover from any ranged attack Izra might've wanted to try next round. On the other hand, he also provides Izra with a buffer, in case MSP wants to get all "Grabby Hands" with her later. We'll call that a win.) :-)

shortbow into melee: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 5 - 4 = 3
dmg: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Koshukhep fired again, but his nervousness in encountering the dead after the warning on the front of the tomb was still plain to see as he hesitated too long with his shot.

While the arrows seem to either miss or land awkwardly in the adherer's sticky mass. The onslaught of fire has it howling in pain.

Extra fire damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

All of the fire seems to have temporarily dried up the monster's adhesive. Suri suddenly breaks free.

No more adhesive for 1d4 ⇒ 3 rounds.

Round 3

Djehuti: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Suri: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Creature: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Ahmed: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Torin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Koshukhep: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Izra: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Kwin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Bold is up.

Djehuti fires another arrow. "Fire seems to be having the most effect," he comments, completely unnecessarily for anyone who has been watching.

Bow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Arrow: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Claws: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Claws: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Though Ahmed succeeds in helping get the Mummified creature to lose its grasp on Suri, while it flails around in the flames, she has a hard time sinking her claws into its flesh.

The adherer strikes back at Suri's with its closed fists, but fails to land any of his blows.

Slam vs. Suri: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Slam vs. Suri: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

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Round 3, cont.

Djehuti: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Suri: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Creature: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Ahmed: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Torin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Koshukhep: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Izra: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Kwin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Bold is up and sorry for the delay. Back to back 12 hour days have left me a bit loopy.

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"The adhesive seems to have dried up in the fire," Izra noted to Kwin, "Perhaps you could go cut it to bits now?" She placed a hand on Kwin's back, infusing him with a flash of divine guidance, and gave him an encouraging nod. Her other hand still held the flask of alchemical fire.

Cast Guidance on Kwin (+1 competence bonus on a single attack roll, saving throw, or skill check, usable once in the next minute). If he were to grab her Alchemist's Fire, she'd give it to him, but it might be better to save it, if we can actually take the thing down by hand at this point...

shortbow into melee: 1d20 + 5 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 5 - 4 = 13
dmg: 1d6 ⇒ 5

"Maybe the gods are angered at our intrusion," Koshukhep mumbled to himself anxiously, but he still fired over Suri's shoulder - gods or no gods, he would not leave her to the undead.

Torin's rain of arrows knows no end,

Pew: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 4 + 1 = 15
Damage?: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4
Pew: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6

"Sounds like a killer idea," Kwin answers Izra as he draws one of his newly-acquired swords and rushes forward. At the last moment he leaps into the air, executing a spinning slash.

+1 Shortsword: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 7 + 1 - 1 = 25 (+1 Guidance, -1 Piranha Strike)
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 = 6 (+2 Piranha Strike)

So close to a critical threat!

Shortbow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Arrow: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Djehuti draws and fires another arrow at the unnatural creature.