”Nirion” | Male NG Medium Human Cleric of Sarenrae 3 | HP 27/ 27| AC 14, T 10, FF 14 |CMB +4 CMD 14| F +4 R +2 W +6 | Init +2 | Perc +3 | Speed 30ft | Channel positive energy 5/5 (DC13), Rebuke death 6/6 | Active Conditions: None.
She could've grabbed some in the round and a half we had towards the end, before we advanced. :3
There don't appear to be any enemies around just yet.
Styrian:
You notice there appears to be some sort of slight difference between the height of the plates around the pool in the middle of the room and the plates immediately surrounding it. This looks like it could be a trap!
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
"I have always found the past fascinating. What might we find here that was thought lost to the ages, eh?"
HP 24/24 | Foc: Abj 3/3, Div 4/4, Collection: 3/3 | Spells: 1st 4/4| AC 17, T 11, F 16 | F+6 R+3 W+4 (+2 vs enchant) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | Half-Elf Occultist 3
"There appears to be some sort of slight difference between the height of the plates around the pool in the middle of the room and the plates immediately surrounding it. This looks like it could be a trap!"
If there is any disabling to be done, Styrian does his limited best to help.
Aid on Disable Device:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
"A trap you say? Interesting construction. I like their style!"
Arthur will Take 10 to disable the trap. With the aid from Styrian, that will give a 25.
Between the two, the trap is easily disabled! Assured of the relative safety of the area, the grou ppasses by and notices that the legs of the western statue are covered with an archaic form of Dwarven runes.
Dc 15 Knowledge (history), Linguistics, or relevant Craft or Profession check either to translate the runes or record them accurately. A character who can read Dwarven receives a +5 circumstance bonus on the check and can attempt such a check untrained.
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
"It's an older form of dwarven, no surprise, really."
Arthur also speaks dwarven. Knowledge (history)+Dwarven:1d20 + 7 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 5 = 21
With the future faded runes now recorded for posterity, the group moves onwards, heading back through the district.
This torch-lit chamber is decorated with extravagant carvings, canine statues and polished pillars. A grotesque statue on the western platform stares toward the eastern door with sparkling gems for eyes and a bronze axe planted firmly in its head.
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
"If I remember correctly, we'll want to avoid walking between those dog statues."
Valistar overlooks the translation, and gives a nod of approval. "It is my experience that the more extravagant the decor, the more impressive the find, be it weal or woe."
The elf then casts a cantrip of magical detection. He starts with the statue, then scans the rest.
There doesn't appear to be any magic here. Rather, between Arthur's brief examination and Valistar's magical scan, they're pleased to note that the trap from earlier is not armed.
Don't forget to check the slides for the tasks if you get stuck! c:
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
"Ah, as these are not trapped, it would be a shame if they fell into the wrong hands."
Arthur will remove the eye gems of the statue. (Let me know if you need a check. Disable Device +11)
It takes only a moment's work for Arthur to get the eyes from the statue, but as the group prepares to move on, members of the Jormurdun city guard arrive with their weapons drawn. One of the guard makes quite the statement, too!
Dwarven:
"What? Thieves as well? As if the hateful duergar invaders weren't insult enough! Drop your loot and we'll drag you gently to your cells where criminals belong!"
Please place your tokens appropriately within the room, just in case! c:
Kvina slowly raises her hands to show she's not carrying any weapons. She glances over at everyone else, whispering, "What'd they say? I really need to study Dwarven better. Something about our grandmothers?"
Diplomacy aid, if she can with the language barrier:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16
”Nirion” | Male NG Medium Human Cleric of Sarenrae 3 | HP 27/ 27| AC 14, T 10, FF 14 |CMB +4 CMD 14| F +4 R +2 W +6 | Init +2 | Perc +3 | Speed 30ft | Channel positive energy 5/5 (DC13), Rebuke death 6/6 | Active Conditions: None.
Nirion drops his scimitar.
"What shall we do now?" says Nirion to the party.
"Sorry this is not what it looks like. We do not steal. Our intentions are honorable."
HP 24/24 | Foc: Abj 3/3, Div 4/4, Collection: 3/3 | Spells: 1st 4/4| AC 17, T 11, F 16 | F+6 R+3 W+4 (+2 vs enchant) | Init +1 | Perc +6 | Half-Elf Occultist 3
"It's difficult to explain, but we need to protect these from the duergar. We travel with King Gutheran’s blessing, perhaps we can all discuss this more on our way to someplace safer?"
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
With some trepidation, Arthur adds, in Dwarven, "We are on a mission from your king. Please stand aside so we can go confront our mutual enemies."
"Oh!" there's a minute shift in their demeanor which indicates that they're not, at least, going to attack you right this second.
"That's all well and good then, but..." the speaker glances at the group a bit suspiciously. "Ah, well, it doesn't matter now." Turning to the others, he barks out a few orders and the group resumes its march past you.
The trip to the Seer's District is more or less as the group recalls, only in reverse... With a good deal fewer broken objects. Before long, you arrive at a familiar stone altar.
A large two-tier platform with a rectangular stone altar and four braziers filled with burning coals dominates this chamber. A narrow channel runs red with oily liquid, twisting in strange patterns. The platform is flanked by six statues of demonic mien that reach out with wicked claws.
Four hooded dwarves in dingy brown robes linger near the altar, and one acknowledges the group when you come close. She lowers her hood, revealing a very old female dwarf. She extends one hand in welcome and speaks.
"Strange travelers visit our shrine, perhaps seeking the wisdom of the Vision Unveiled in these troubled times? I am the chief augur of its mysteries. What draws you here?"
Please place your tokens appropriately within the room, just in case! c:
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
"We hope to gain some of your wisdom, grandmother. What do you forseer?"
Arthur looks around for any written material that might be lying around, and peers up at the altar to compare it to his sketch from the first time they passed through the room.
Crane his neck though he might, Arthur is unable to see what lies atop the altar because it's... higher up than him! Darn the laws of physics!
"We do not share our prophecies without knowing with whom we share them," the dwarven woman says smoothly. She smiles gently, before beckoning. "Come, step forward and let me gather your measure. Should I like what I see, I shall allow one of you to piece together a puzzle which will determine what I tell you."
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
Drat my short stature!
Arthur will gladly approach the altar.
Assuming it is covered in tiles, he puts them together like this.
At his approach, she begins to chant and finally gestures towards him. Her magic settles over him with a comfortable kind of warmth and she chuckles. "A wild one, I see. But do not forsake discipline and place too much value on freedom... And it's not bad to put others' needs ahead of you now and again."
Arthur:
As she leads Arthur up the altar, she explains that the way one arrays the tiles speaks volumes about his character and motivations. "Before we leave this place forever, we will place them in such a way that will honor Torag and his family." At the top, she flips a small hourglass over and gives him leave to place the tiles as he chooses.
She is visibly shocked when he finishes. Stepping forward to examine the tiles, a broad smile appears on her face. "Very good! Perhaps there is more to you than magic or the gods can tell me." Her wrinkled face gentles some before she leans in. "Listen carefully, while I tell you about..." She tells Arthur several secrets about her cult before leading him back down.
The wizened woman leads Arthur up to the top of the altar for a few minutes. They appear to converse for a brief period before returning to the rest of the group, whereupon she smilingly announces, "If anyone needs healing, restoration, or protection from healing, now is the time to speak!"
Once all of the spells are cast and the farewells are spoken, the dwarven woman and her fellows see the group off before returning to their own rituals.
Soon enough, the party finds itself in the large cave they'd visited before - or is it after now?
This large cave’s condition is strangely similar to that witnessed three millennia later: dirt and stony debris lie scattered across the floor along with discarded scrolls, bits of bone, and several jawless skulls. Crouched over the seven natural pools on all fours are seven humanoid figures clad in dusty, rust-colored robes. The seven sway back and forth in unison muttering an inaudible mantra.
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
Arthur will quietly approach one of the figures, attempting not to disturb its chanting.
Stealth:1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21
As long as the chanting continues, ARthur will attempt to listen in.
Arthur is able to get quite close and realizes that they are speaking in Dwarven, repeating "Through my blindness let me see, let the future peer through me," over and over again.
Styrian:
Alas, the bits of scroll you pick up are old and stale. You pick them up with a crinkle and then begin to disintegrate in your hands. The documents themselves seem to be too faded and old to be legible.
As the group observes the chanters, they suddenly turn towards the group, ceasing their chanting and getting to their feet. The hoods of their robes fall back as they move and the group can see that each sage has gouged-out eyes partially filled with scar tissue from years of natural healing. Two also draw out jawless skulls with tightly rolled scrolls stuffed into the eye sockets and begin passing them back and forth... Almost as though they were using them as the focus for some supernatural sense.
One of the seers speaks, intoning almost lyrically, "Some say the future is unwritten. I say it is written right here. Should others be enlightened?"
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
Those skulls look interesting!
Arthur will attempt to remove a scroll from the skull as they are passing it.
Arthur manages to snag a scroll without attracting any attention! Rather, the sages carefully continue to pass the now empty skull back and forth among themselves along with the other...
There's still one more skull and scroll if you'd like to try for that one, too!
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
Arthur carefully snags the second scroll! The sages continue to pass the skulls back and forth, but the sage that had first spoken to the group seems to falter, unsure.
"Here, I thought I heard a foot, but perhaps I was mistaken..." Obviously discomfited, he steps into the circle and joins his brothers in passing the now scroll-less skulls back and forth.
Carefully, the group moves through the cavern, going towards the Temple District.
No worries! I'll be the first to admit I know life can get super chaotic, sometimes more than we'd like! :)
As the party passes through the Temple District, they catch the sounds of violence. Near one of the shrines, three terrified dwarves in soot-stained robes are being threatened by demonic figures. One of the fiends screeches its approval as a tiefling jeers at them.
“I defecate on your Torag, little priest! I spit in his eye, I call him a smoky, coal-sucking godling of sweaty tinkerers! Take your holy things, little quaking cleric. Throw this toy in the flames of your sacred forge, break the others on your anvil, and maybe then we shall wait to eat your entrails until after you’re dead!”
They don't appear to have noticed you yet.
Knowledge Planes 13+:
The small hideous creature is a dretch demon. Cold iron or good weapons will overcome its damage reduction.
Knowledge Planes 18+:
Dretch demons are immune to electricity and poison.
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
Knowledge (planes):1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Arthur whispers to his mates,
"It is a dretch demon. Cold iron or good weapons will overcome its damage reduction. It is immune to electricity and poison."
”Nirion” | Male NG Medium Human Cleric of Sarenrae 3 | HP 27/ 27| AC 14, T 10, FF 14 |CMB +4 CMD 14| F +4 R +2 W +6 | Init +2 | Perc +3 | Speed 30ft | Channel positive energy 5/5 (DC13), Rebuke death 6/6 | Active Conditions: None.
"I have cold iron for them!" Nirion takes his cold iron scimitar out.
HP: 45/45 l AC: 18, T 13, FF 16 l CMD 15 l F +8, R +8, W +7 l Seedpods (6/12), Wings (10 min/day), L1: 5/5, L2: 4/4 l Init +6 l Senses: Perception +12, Darkvision 60 ft., Low-Light Vision I Female NG Vine Leshy Alchemist (Herbalist) 6 l Active Conditions:
"Ooh yes, we need to save them," Soddy agrees with a whisper. As she hefts her longspear she then calls out, "Hello! It's not nice to pick on things that are weaker than yourself! I think me and my friends are a better match for you!"
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Sorry for the silence; I've had some issues (which GM Hiyami has been aware of) but I think I should be able to be a little more present now for the remainder of the special!
Sorry about the delay! Ended up having to cover an extra table at our local game store after I was supposed to be done, so I basically passed out as soon as I got home.
With the honorable announcement of their presence and their willingness to fight, the dwarves and their enemies startle, obviously surprised by the sudden appearance of the party.
Sorry for not posting much recently! I have been out of it for a few days. Possibly having most of the games I was in end and then relaxing on posting too much!
Kvina perks up as she hears the word demon. "A demon? Well we can't let him stay here! I can readily handle him." She strides forward pulling out her strung bow and an arrow. As she notches the arrow to her bow she calls out at the demon, "Demon, you are not welcome here! Surrender and leave this place or I will smite you where you stand!" She then pulls back on the bow and waits to see what the demon might do.
If he does anything but surrender:
Kvina shoots at the demon, the fury of her divine might channeling into th arrow.
HP: 45/45 l AC: 18, T 13, FF 16 l CMD 15 l F +8, R +8, W +7 l Seedpods (6/12), Wings (10 min/day), L1: 5/5, L2: 4/4 l Init +6 l Senses: Perception +12, Darkvision 60 ft., Low-Light Vision I Female NG Vine Leshy Alchemist (Herbalist) 6 l Active Conditions:
Though she can, on some level, appreciate Kvina's willingness to offer surrender to the demon - and his lackeys - Soddy isn't quite as inclined to mercy.
"This isn't your home! Go back to your own home," she cries as she slips past Styrian and lobs a seedpod at the demon!
Seedpod vs. Red (Ranged Touch):1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 Damage (Bludgeoning):1d6 ⇒ 2
Arthur Worthington | Male CN Small Kobold Rogue (snare setter) 2 | HP 15/15 | AC 20, T 15, FF 16 | CMD 10 | F +1 R +7 W +1 | Init +4 | Perc +8 (+9 vs. traps) | Speed 30ft | Traps: Fire 4/5, Fireworks 5/5, Tripwire 5/5 | Active Conditions: None
Arthur will step out of the way and delay. Not much he can do about this foe.
The demon before you only snarls in response, howling in pain at Kvina's attack. Bloodied, it tries to get up to some mischief of its own but fails! Frustrated, it smashes its claws into the wall beside it before turning its heaving, drooling attention to the group.
”Nirion” | Male NG Medium Human Cleric of Sarenrae 3 | HP 27/ 27| AC 14, T 10, FF 14 |CMB +4 CMD 14| F +4 R +2 W +6 | Init +2 | Perc +3 | Speed 30ft | Channel positive energy 5/5 (DC13), Rebuke death 6/6 | Active Conditions: None.
"May the my God Sarenrae be with us!"
Nirion casts Bless.
Bless fills your allies with courage. Each ally gains a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects.
The walls, floor, and ceiling begin to tear apart, revealing
countless miniature scenes from past ages. The entire sky
citadel groans as though Jormurdun were slowly dying,
and more visible ripples—now seeming to pulse with an
impossibly slow heartbeat—wash through the halls.
The rogue keeps his footing, though one of the dwarves goes down! His fellows swifly try to take advantage of the rogue's focus on his balance to help their friend up before retreating from immediate harm. All of the enemies seem to be perturbed by the tears in their surroundings.
Whoops, I just realized I dun derped super hard and swapped two initiatives in the last round. I will correct that by moving the Blue Rogue to the end of the next round.
The dretch howls again, twisting its lumbering body as it falls, clawing at the walls even as it fails to stay upright. Its claws happen to intersect with one of the time rifts as it closes and the dretch crumbles to dust before your eyes!
"Do you think you can stop us, interlopers?" the rogue with the orange tunic jeers. "Try stopping me now!" Mocking the group, he advances on the terrified priests, feet somehow finding purchase in the muck of the grease.
