Wellards rescue attempt on RotRL

Game Master Wellard

Romon quickly stoops and draws his knife across the bugbear's throat to make sure of him.

I don't know how negative he is, but I'll coup de grace to make sure he's dead and ain't coming back. He was brutal.

Marak activates his wand again, drawing upon it's power to heal his lupine companion. As he draws his hand back from her blood-slicked fur, his fingers are stained bright red, which he wipes absently on his pants leg.

healing Ali 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Barring any new pressing matter, he continues, turning to Inikai, "Would you be so kind as to keep an eye on our 'friend' there?" pointing at the prisoner. "We wouldn't want her to wander off and get hurt." he adds, dryly.

and again 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
one more shot for Ali 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Do you require another, little one?" he asks, turning with a look of chagrin as he remembers Roman's injuries as well. "Or you, perhaps? You still appear a bit worn around the edges..."

At Marak's query, Romon looks up from sawing on the bugbear's neck. "In a second, OK?" After finishing the bugbear's neck, he begins searching the body.

Probably the chief's personal muscle. He'll have some decent loot.

perception : 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Aliwolf staggers to her feet and licks the blood off of Marack's hand as her way of thanks. At the healer's question, she growls and her eyes look savage and ready to fight, but it is obvious from her stance that she is not yet fully back on her feet. Ali's at 13 out of 26hp

Ali's at 13 out of 26hp

Marak gave her 16 hp total with the first three taps, so she should be higher than that.

Marak invokes the power of the wand again, noting that it is smelling like fresh-cut ash again, as if the constant channeling of positive energy through the wood is revivifying it somewhat.

1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Nathaniel approaches dead brute and spits on him. "Stupid monster! I've wasted a spell on you!" Then he looks at the room behind the bugbear. "What do we have here..."

Perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Ah yes, missed the three for some reason. She's now at 22 then and is a happy puppy ^^

Nudging Marak with her snout this time in thanks, Aliwolf pads closer to the goblin females. Although she is growling slightly, it does not seem to be a particularly viscous sound. The small wolf also scents the air and looks around.
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17(+2 smell & touch)

what exits are there Wellard?

Aliwolfs nose wrinkles as the smell off vinegar and rotting flowers assails her nostrils..the Goblin women are going frantic(Remember Goblins really fear canines)

The small wolf largely ignores the frantic females, yet she uses their fear of her to keep them at bay. As the sharp scent assails her nostrils, she tries to identify what it is. Knowledge (nature):1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Muchorak looks to the harem, "And what shall we do with them?"

"I really don't want to kill defenseless foes. Is there a way to trap them in here? If not, then we have to silence them permanently."

have to thank andrea for the guest appearance whish wasn't planned

Ali the smell is exactly what I described it as..maybe some goblin attempt at perfume

Wellard, anything on the bugbear's corpse?

At Marak's query, Romon looks up from sawing on the bugbear's neck. "In a second, OK?" After finishing the bugbear's neck, he begins searching the body.

Probably the chief's personal muscle. He'll have some decent loot.

perception : 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Muchorak nods at Inikai, "I agree, we can leave them free to roam or inform others of our presence."

Romon suspects he knows what's coming and looks harder through the bugbear's personal effects.

Actually the Bugbear wasnt carrying anything apart from the greatflail.

The goblin women for the most part continue to cower in the corner...one slightly braver calls out "Please you not kill kill us..we go..we go far far away..this place bad luck for goblins"

At she overhears Big Bear's and Icky's conversation, the little wolf cocks her head in attention. As the big barbarian makes his final grim proclamation and the goblin woman pleads for their lives, the furry druidess seems to come so a decision.

Turning around so that she faces her companions with the huddled goblin women crowded behind her the grey wolf plants her paws and bares her teeth slightly as a low warning growl issues from her throat as her head sways slightly from side to side.

Sense Motive/Knowledge(nature) DC 10

Muchorak sheaths his weapons at Wolfspirits growl and approaches, rustling the fur on her head, "There is no honor in defeat of the weak." Squating down so as to be closer to the Harem leaders height, "Why is this place bad luck for Goblins?"

"Because of me", answers Chelaxian. "Now, better tell me is there any more of you here!" Intimidate 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Romon..

A quick check of the pile of the Bugbears gear reveals the following..

A well made Composite Longbow(MW) along with a quiver of 24 arrows 4 off which are highly crafted and fletched with a different colour of feather, a potion vial and and 4 Platinum Coins bearing the stamp of Magnimar

The goblin pulls her skimpy clothing around her in a parody of modesty and looks at Muchorak as if he was an idiot.."How many of tribes men you leave alive..how many gone gone now to dust..hmm..Witch woman bad news..bad luck since she came.."

"Yes, Yes," cry the others "witch woman bad...she bring bad luck..you go kill kill her now"

"How interesting" a voice says from behind you out in the antechamber "Kill me?..I think not"

Marak turns to see who has spoken, readying his morningstar for 'throwing.'

Paydirt! the rogue thinks. And these remind me of home. He takes advantage of the others' focus on the goblin women to pilfer one of the platinum pieces.

Sleight of Hand 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

But the interruption by the witch-woman distracts him and he drops it. His hand goes to the magic dagger at his belt as he looks up to see who spoke.

The woman standing behind you is tall, her hair falling in silver waves around a face that could be called angelic if it were not for her look off scorn and the touch of madness in those startling violet eyes.

Her left arm is red and angry the flesh swollen and ending in a massive claw. In her right hand a wickedly jagged blade gleams..she wears armour which enhances her voluptuous figure and leaves her belly exposed..to reveal a mass of scars crisscrossing her flesh.

At her side a heavily built, massively jawed dog seems to suck the light out of the room into it's hide and to her other side an armoured man hefts shield and longsword defensively

"You fools" the woman spits " do you seriously think you can stop me..I have the blessing of my goddess and you are as dust before me"

She looks over at the Prisoner

"I see you have my pet mage..tsk tsk Lyrie..you have failed me. Did Lyrie tell you about her crimes in Magnimar..was it two or three you murdered in their sleep dear. You see 'good people' Lyrie isn't a very nice person..no not very nice at all"

I'll need perception checks from all off you...the good news is you can advance your characters to 4th level

Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Perception1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

How far away are they from us?

wish I had taken that healing right away.

Perception 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

I'm taking a day off from posting today ..going to our local comics cin which this year has a gaming room..will post on sunday with a combat map

Have a good time.

Nice Wellard. And do enjoy the cin. Question, does new level include spells and renewed hp by any chance? = D

The growl from the small wolf's throat is deadly and vicious now and her yellow eyes lock on her foe, ignoring everything else around her.
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7(+2 smell and touch)

Someone please roll a good Perception! -_-

the con isnt big..but it will grow I think...next year I'll be making sure our club is in charge of the gaming side off things..a bit off Pathfinder won't go wrong

Inakai

"That man's will might not be his own!"

Nualia's voice maintains it's unconcerned tone...

"You think Oerik here is under some sort off charm..are you under a charm Oerik."

"The only thing Oerik is charmed by is golden and clinks so I make sure he has plenty of that and Lyrie there makes sure he has plenty of...the other"

The prisoner grunts in protest and Oerik scowls...Nualia ignores them. The dog makes no sound merely stares impassively at the wolf with eyes as big as saucers

Romon flashes a quick look at Lyrie and back at Oerik and Nualia.

"Oerik, I can fix you up with better than her."

Wellard, what's your general policy regarding time and spell durations and such? For example, as we have no real way of knowing how much time has passed, do you let us know when spells have expired? Or do we have to ask, or how does it work? Also still waiting to hear if HP & spells are renewed with the new level?

Same as always..you get your new HP, BaB and any special powers associated with the level..you retain any outstanding wounds and dont get prepared spells until you have had at least 8 hours rest. For the purposes of spell duration count each of Nualia's statements as taking a round. The fight with the bugbear ended..maybe two minutes ago if that helps

Ok, that's all cool, thanks, I had just forgotten. About the spell, mainly had been wondering if Ali's Barkskin was still active, would have been 30min. And if a spell has expired, do you let us know? Or we have to ask or...?

Perception D20 12+8= 20, also Muchorak is fully leveled to 4 now

Muchorak turns to regard the newcomers his blades still in hand...

I will let you know when spells expire..when did you cast the barkskin again..you'll always have an idea of how long it has to run..part of the magic

Ok did some checking, looks like Ali AND Muchorak had Barkskin cast on them by her just before we surprised 8 goblins, HERE
Ali's all leveled up now too. PS just to be clear, when I posted Aliwolf was glaring at her foe, I meant the Woman, not the dog ;-)

As the others have been talking, the small grey wolf uses her ability to scent the level of evil emanating from those arrayed before her. She also glances at the canine, attempting to determine if it is a natural beast.
Knowledge(nature):1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

your Barkskin expired just after you got hit by the Bugbear

Ali scents no Evil from Oerik, aslight evil from Lyrie and from Nualia the stench of Lamashtu arises to bring tears to the little wolf's eyes.

All she can tell off the Dog is that it no natural creature.

The small grey wolf shifts it's stance to focus on both the woman and the big dog and her growl intensifies as her hackles raise, the armored man she seems to ignore.

Sense Motive DC12

1d8 ⇒ 7

Marak is up to date, I think.

Inikai is updated. I looked through the posts since starting Thistletop and I only saw him take damage from the druid's thorn spell. Did I miss other times?

Inikai keeps his left hand tightly gripped on his morning star while his left feels over the potion vials in his belt to make sure they are still there.

Bill, don't forget -- Inikai was the last stuckee with Lyrie the pet mage.

Mage, bruiser, son of a b&&%%, and a tiefling freak shall lead them. Great. His jibe at Oerik and Lyrie ignored, Romon plays for time while he assesses the situation. "Look, why can't we all just talk about this? We might be able to work something out."

diplomacy 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Wellard, what are the rough odds of getting past Oerik/Nualia/dog and into a flanking position?

Map coming tomorrow hopefully.

Here is the map with current placings as far as I can work it out

I've got no issues with it

Ali?