Wrath of the Righteous- Beer and Pretzels (Inactive)

Game Master drbuzzard

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Tanrov moves into the room as well..

"Dammit I don't have a cool name to call what I do... Splatsville maybe?"

Tanrov delivers a short chop with the Earthbreaker at mongrel 2

Earthbreaker attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Earthbreaker Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 6) + 6 = 13

"It doesn't really deserve a cool name, now does it...."

"Oh crap!" exclaims the cleric, as the party walks into a trap.
Initative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
sigh.. Whatever's left Xandarian advances and attacks with his rapier.
Rapier: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Dmg.: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Init: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

Archer shoots at Kevin again

to hit: 1d20 ⇒ 7 damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3 miss

2 others attack their respective dance partners.

Moli
to hit: 1d20 ⇒ 2 damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 miss

Tani
to hit: 1d20 ⇒ 14 damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 hit

PCs are up.
Xan moves in and pokes 2

Then Marcus, Uelarik, and Kevin are all up to end round 1.

Then Moli, and Tani go to start round 2.

Kevin moves forward and says [b]"Guess you guys like being the center of attention and attacks the mongrel man attacking Tanrov.

Scimitar: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

hit, doesn't drop

trogolodyte claws & bite +8 (1d4+7) (alter self,mutagen)

Molitor swings at #3, if he drops he takes a 5' step to engage #1 mid attack.

bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

claw1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

claw2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

bite damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

claw1 damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

claw2 damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

confirm bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

crit damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Uelarik steps past Xan into the room and fires on #3.

Attack: 1d20 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 1 - 4 = 17
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

Crit: 1d20 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 1 - 4 = 17
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

Tanrov uses studied target on 2 and then attacks, using his new insight into his opponent he attempts to time the strike just right ... this still looks like he just raises the Earthbreaker and bashes him with it, but it's all in the timing.

Earthbreaker attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Earthbreaker Damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 5) + 7 = 13

Evidently timing to carefully miss the target. Heck even the wizard nailed his target.

2&3 are both down.

Guardington the Punchinator moves past his allies until he can get close and personal with #1.

Witha huge ass grin,the guard says "Let me be the fist to laugh at you, evilknave" as he attacks.

Right Hook: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

The guard learns that you gotta keep the jokes until after you success. And that makes him angry.

Current Modifiers:

Alter Self (Troglodyte): bite/claw/claw attacks, darkvision, +2 strength

Mutagen (Stength): +2 Natural Armor, +4 strength, -2 intelligence

The bowlady mongrelwoman drops her bow, and swings at Marcus with a club.

to hit: 1d20 ⇒ 14 damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 hit

PCs are up.

"How dare you?"

Right hook: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Left Jab: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

And two swings for two misses.

Molitor full attacks the mongrelwoman

"This is not my preferred method of munching on women...."

bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

claw1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

claw2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

bite damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

claw1 damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

claw2 damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

confirm bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

crit damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

And she goes down (not like that, get your mind out of the gutter). Combat over.

Molitor spits out bits of mongrelwoman onto the floor and takes a drink from his canteen to wash the taste out.

Then he looks over her gear to see if the demon-loving mutant has anything worth dieing over.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Tanrov moving with lightning speed tries to dispatch Marcus opponent

Earthbreaker: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

But he also misses

Tanrov rushes forward to miss the already dispatched target.

"Now she's really dead...." Molitor says as Tanrov smacks the corpse.

No, actually he missed (well technically with prone and unconscious he might hit, but nah, he missed).

Just trying to build up his self esteem, gotta stay on the right side of the inquisitors or they could end up burning you at the stake someday.

On the mongrelady you find:

potions of cure light wounds (2), wand of
longstrider (10 charges); Other Gear mwk chain shirt, club, mwk longbow with 20 arrows, obsidian unholy symbol of Baphomet worth 20 gp, 34 gp

In the room there is a table with a gridded map on it. There's tiny little statues on the table, as well as more of the curious little bone carvings of the fiver perfect solids (on which are inscribed numbers). Also on the table are bowls of strange orange bumpy sticks (a very bright orange). There's also odd little metal cylinders with small holes in the top. There's some strange inscription on the side in undercommon.

"Drink this Mongreljuice...." Molitor says as he hands the two potions of cure light wounds to Marcus Mcgriddlecakes.

"Try some target practice smashing this." he says to Tanrov as he places the osidian holy symbol on the floor in front of the inquisitor.

Putting the mwk longbow, mwk chain shirt, and longstrider wand on the loot list. Claim them if you want them.

Kevin sees the gear and picks up the unholy symbol and places it on the ground, "Tanrov, you wanna use that big hammer on that?" he says pointing to the holy symbol. "Can anyone read those inscriptions"

"Ma said to always trust the doctor, and you are the closest to abe doctor I have Mol" says Marcus as he downs the potion.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

"By Grub, that felt groovy. I willkeep the other just in case. Now finish trying to read those blasphemy things before we advance nd find more mongrelbaddies to smack."

Is that a door in the northeast corner of the map, and a pooper in the the southeast corner?

There is a door to the NE (and it stinks). There's a hatch going down to the SE.

Does the map on the table look like anything we should recognize?

knowledge(local): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Nope.

"Ma always said 'follow yer nose', so I say we see what's behind that smelly door."

"Ma always said 'follow yer nose', so I say we see what's behind that smelly door."

Is that really what your mother said", questions Xandarian. "Go forth, my dear boy, and find all the smells? Your mother was a strange person."

Tanrov smacks the evvviiilll symbol.. only just saw Molitors post, it wasn't there before.. Marcuses missing attacks where but that's it.. weird

"To the door then."

Uelarik takes the wand and then studies the map for a moment. He will also search the room.

Knowledge, Geography: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

He peers down into the hatch and listens for any signs of life.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

You firmly believe it is a map of Barsoom. (well actually just a series of tunnels, but surely there).

You open the hatch?

"Wait, Ueladabadidabadarik, before we check the hatch we should inspect the smelly room. I wouldn't want some troglodytes or worse trapping us down there."

Molitor opens the smelly door and looks inside.

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 (+1 for traps)

Tanrov will follow Molitor

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

"Gah.. that smells bad..

This narrow hallway slopes downward steeply. The walls are stained with foul-smelling streaks of refuse. A mound of rotting garbage lies heaped at the far end of the hallway.

"Anybody want to poke around in there?" Mol asks the crowd.

Uelarik holds his nose as he watches from a far. "I think Marcus volunteered."

He will wait for the all-clear before he opens the hatch.

"Don't look at me. That's far too dirty to go poking around in." Kevin says in a muffled tone as he tries not to breath through his nose.

"Uhh, I think it would be alright if we felt that pile be. No mongrelfolk would live in that", reasoned the cleric.

"Ya fancypants fear some garbage?" scoffs Marcus as he makes his way towards the pile "At least be ready in case there are more bugs in here..."

The guard makes his last steps with his right arm thrown back, prepared to punch at the first sight of anything hostile.

Readying an action to punch if at all possible.

Power Fisting: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage: 1d4 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Tanrov watches as Marcus goes forth.. he at least readies his earthbreaker if it is needed

"Anyone got prestidigitation to clean him with after?"

Our intrepid lawman, not willing to leave any stone (or garbage heap) unturned, carefully climbs down the slope into the pile of refuse.

As he gets to the pile, a pseudopod lashes out at him.

to hit: 1d20 ⇒ 5 damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3 acid: 1d3 ⇒ 3 miss

Init time 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (3) - 5 = -2

Did the readied punch, well, punch?

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

"Hell no, you ugly sonuva!" yells the manly man as he dodges the dumbopod attack and retaliates with two quick jabs.

Right Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Power Damage: 1d4 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Left Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Power Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21