Initiative:
initiative
The surprised Pugwampis each fire an arrow at Remos, missing, as they attmpt to hide in the cabinets.
Faysal scans the rest of the area, making sure no additional Pugs are sneaking up on the group, and readies his sling just in case.
Perception
'Broken glass be damned!'
Makin moves past Remos to attack Pug #8.
Remos moves to #7 and attacks.
Attack: ,
Damage:
Reflex: ,
Numair goes to the door of the room, and fires off a force missile at one of the pugs.
Auto hit; damage
Haldo hangs back, not wanting to fight in such close quarters.
Faysal scans the rest of the area, making sure no additional Pugs are sneaking up on the group, and readies his sling just in case.
Numair goes to the door of the room, and fires off a force missile at one of the pugs.
'Broken glass be damned!' Makin moves past Remos to attack the Pug that had a force missile just hit it, but misses.
Remos moves to the other pug and ends its life with little trouble..
Haldo hangs back, not wanting to fight in such close quarters.
Faysal continues his over watch.
Numair holds his action until after Makin and Remos attack; if they succeed in killing the second pugwampi, Numair will do nothing further, obviously. If they fail, he'll launch another force missile.
The Pug attempts to climb into a cabinet but cannot get purchase on the old shelves.
Faysal continues to watch for trouble.
Makin continues to balance on the broken glass but is cut by a shard of old metal while stabbing the remaining pug with his rapier killing him.
Remos stands watching his footing so as not to step on anything sharp.
Numair and Haldo watch while their mates finish the battle.
'Gah, glass!'
'Well that's the kitchen sorted out. Shall we explore further into the monasteries bowels?'
Makin begins to move down the hall, looking around for other signs of life.
Remos leaves the kitchen and walks east (going by the compass rose on the map), until he reaches the wall, then looks down the hall going north, listening carefully.
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"Good job," nods Haldo. He follows Makin into the hall.
'Gah, glass!'
'Well that's the kitchen sorted out. Shall we explore further into the monasteries bowels?'
Makin begins to move down the hall, looking around for other signs of life.
1d20+6
Faysal tucks himself in to the south side of the statue/table/circular thingy, keeping his sling ready for a strike.
Ten bunk beds in various stages of disrepair fill this chamber, which must once have been a dormitory for students. The roof is mostly intact, and an open arch in the north wall leads to a large hallway. The east and west walls both bear sturdy wooden doors leading to other rooms, and an open arch in the southeast corner of the room leads into a darkened antechamber, perhaps a large closet.
Makin ducks his head into the closet, and if he sees nothing, he returns to his companions, then follows after Remos.
Remos moves 15' west and opens the door into the unexplored room, forcing it open if necessary.
STR:
Haldo stays at the entrance of the closet, sword at the ready.
Numair stays behind Makin, preparing a force missile for any signs of trouble.
Makin leans into the shadowy closet. The closet is the lowest (and now only) chamber in what was once a 40-foot-tall tower. All of the wooden floors and the old ladder that used to comprise the tower jumble the floor here in a collapsed mess. The roof of the tower fell years ago, leaving it open to the sky.
Remos easily pushes open the door and sees, a sagging wooden balcony overlooks this large room, which must once have been the monastery’s library. An overpowering odor of musty, rotting paper and old leather fills the air here, and hundreds of books—most too damaged even to open without destroying them—litter the floors. Empty bookshelves line the walls of both levels.
"Books you say?"
Faysal pads over to where Remos is standing, and begins searching the tomes for anything that has withstood the ravages of time.
Perception
Makin ducks his head into the small room beside the closet, ready to trot over to Remos and Faysal if its empty.
"Books you say?"
Faysal pads over to where Remos is standing, and begins searching the tomes for anything that has withstood the ravages of time.
Perception
1d20+5
Although most of the books here crumble at a touch, one book is very well preserved. This unusual book is called Courts of Stone and Flame, and is a treatise on genies of the elemental planes.
for Faysal:
Makin ducks his head into the small room beside the closet, ready to trot over to Remos and Faysal if its empty.
The door is unlocked, but a profuse growth of fungus seems to have sealed the door shut.
Makin tries to break in the door.
"Books you say?"
Faysal pads over to where Remos is standing, and begins searching the tomes for anything that has withstood the ravages of time.
Perception
1d20+5Although most of the books here crumble at a touch, one book is very well preserved. This unusual book is called Courts of Stone and Flame, and is a treatise on genies of the elemental planes.
for Faysal: ** spoiler omitted **
Makin tries to break in the door.
1d20+2
Alas, it is more stuck than you are strong!
'I think this is safe at our backs, let's explore the rest of the monastery first and come back for this.'
At this Makin leaves, the room and begins to walk to the corridor on the far eastern side of the monastery.
"Little half-man read books. I find more gremlins." Remos says, walking back to and down the east corridor.
"Wait, let me have a go."
Haldo throws his shoulder into the door.
'No luck? Sounds like Remos, our new barbaric companion is stomping off to find voilence and adventure, perhaps he should follow after!'
Faysal moves to the near end of the hallway
"Remos!!! Wait!!! WE shouldn't get separated. There may be worse than Pugwampis about!!"
'No luck? Sounds like Remos, our new barbaric companion is stomping off to find voilence and adventure, perhaps he should follow after!'
"Aye, let's go see what the man is up to."
"Wait, let me have a go."
Haldo throws his shoulder into the door.
1d20+3
The door does not budge.
In front of Remos a long hallway extends north and another west. Both have large bas-relief sculptures all along the length of the outside walls. An arched opening leads into what seems to be an overgrown courtyard.
Makin jogs forward, 'Freind Remos, would you mind if I just had a quick look ahead of you, so that should any reprehensible, cowardly gnoll-folk try to ambush you, I can point them out, all the better for you to show them the sharp edge of your axe?'
Makin peers around Remos' broad frame as he speaks.
Faysal follows along at the rear of the party, keeping a sharp eye out for anything trying to sneak up from behind.