Shalm's Reign of Winter (Inactive)

Game Master JankInTheTank

Watching cautiously as Linge approache the rodent of unusual size, Hal prepped an arrow and furrowed his brow. Hal remained skeptical that an injured rodent like this could be dealt with; had it been up to him, he'd have ended its life swiftly.

Suddenly as the rodent lashed out at Linge, Hal swore under his breath and let loose two arrows. "Damnit all, that went about as well as expected."

Rapid Fire Point-blank, Composite Longbow: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 6 + 1 - 2 = 20
Arrow Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 = 8

Rapid Point-blank, Fire, Composite Longbow: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 1 - 2 = 21
Arrow Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 = 7

Pin cushion that rodent, yehaw!

Garran moves in, drawing his sword as he goes. He gives the beast a vertical slash.

Longsword: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23 Critical confirmation: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9; critical: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Is it still alive after that barrage?

If it is, I almost pity the poor thing

the party reacts quickly to the weasel, all of them rushing to Linge's aid. apparently Hal wasn't the only one skeptical of the plan to offer the wounded beasts a bit of food and everyone was ready for trouble. Sigrun bashes it with her shield, Hall places twoo accurate arrows into the critter's side and Garran comes in with the killing blow, stabbing the weasel right between two ribs and felling it.

end of combat, what do you do now?

As soon as the weasel drops dead, Linge quickly casts a healing spell on herself to stop the bleeding.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Not her day!

It heals some tissue back, but it seems like she has almost no magic herself to properly close her wound.

"You were right Hal," she groans, her legs still shaking. "We should have gone with your plan."

Paldo looks concerned at the wound Linge suffered, but is relived to see her heal herself. "Well now we don't have to worry about that thing sneaking up on us when we least expect it. Maybe Linge just try gently tossing food at something you are trying to befriend instead of throwing it right in it's face." Paldo added with a sly grin. [b]"Well let's have a quick look around and then get going back to the

Paldo's perception isn't great so instead he will cast guidance on whoever has the best perception and aid them as well.

Aid Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (6) + 0 = 6

Aid failed but they still get +1 from Guidance.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

Once Linge has a little recovered, she takes a look around in case there's anything of interest.

there is nothing of interest here. it doesn't look like this was a long-term lair of the beast, rather just somewhere to hole up while injured. at least you know now it won't be trying to track you as you move forward.

night will soon be falling. based on the map you have you are likely only a couple hours from the portal you have been working your way towards. if you push on tonight you would get there as the sun starts to set. or you can camp for the night and try again in the morning.

Linge still feels weak.

"This area seems safe enough. Maybe we can rest here for the night."

"Agreed. I think this looks like an ideal place that will be safe for us. At least we don't have to worry that the owner of this lair returning in the night."

The group settles in for the night, taking advantage of the shelter that the weasel had found.

descripe any preparations you make for the night. do you make a fire? what healing needs to be done? who's taking watches?

Since they are about to stop for the night, Linge uses the rest of her magic to heal herself.

"I can take the first watch with Horn," she suggests. "Do you think making a fire would be safe enough? We're still in the open..."

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Looking over at Linge, Hal manages to crack something of a smile "I didn't want to be right, but don't beat yourself up about it."

Glancing about the area, Hal murmurs "I guess that depends... is there something intelligent after us? If so, a fire be a bad idea. If not, the warmth would be welcome."

"I'll light one, then. If you can help me find some dry wood..."

As the evening falls, Linge takes her place near the fire with Horn, ready to take her first watch.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 10 - 4 = 11
Perception (Horn): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Garran calls on Iomedae’s power to heal some of Linge’s injuries.

1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 Converts magic stone to clw.
channel: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Does anyone else need more healing?

Don't need any heals.

Paldo nestles close to the fire resting his eyes and drifting to sleep.

He also hopes that no one notices he doesn't volunteer for watch duty...

Alarmed, Linge shakes everyone in the cave awake.

"Get up," she whispers. "Something landed in front of the entrance."

Garran awakes from troubled dreams of winged, faceless, dancing demons. Groggily he peers around the cave. The embers of the fire do little to illuminate the area.
As Linge’s words sink in, Garran lays his sword close, as he begins to get into his armor.

Paldo held his feet close to the warm fire. He was bundled in a warm blanket sitting in his favourite chair drinking some tea made from an ancient elven recipe. Everything was nice and peaceful... when suddenly he heard "Get up..." 'That silly brother of mine he thought... I am up!

Paldo pulls his blanket closer and continues to sleep.

Sigrun snaps awake, not that she'd been sleeping particularly deeply. "Did you see what it is? Maybe it's just a big bird..." She doesn't move to put on her armor like Garran but does make sure her shield and weapons are close at hand.

"I haven't, but it looks unnaturally large."

Linge shakes Paldo a little more vigorously.

"Paldo! We're under attack!"

She throws some more wood into the fire to have some light and grabs her sling, thinking that it might be better to try to shoot the bird before it has the upper hand.

"There you are!" a raspy voice yells out in common. We've been looking all over for you! now surrender quickly or we will be forced to kill you all

looking out into the dim light you can see the same ice memphit you fought at the bridge, along with a swirling mass of an air elemental outside of your cave

round 1 Linge, Sigrun, Paldo, Garran, NPCs, Hal

Stat Tracker

Global Condition: None |

Global Condition:
Garran HP: 17/17 - AC: 16/11/15 Status:
Hal HP: 20/20 - AC 17/13/14 Status:
Linge: HP: 15/15- AC: 15/13/12 Status:
Horn: HP: 17/17 - AC: 17/15/13 Status:
Paldo HP: 12/12 - AC: 14/14/11 Status:
Sigrun HP: 17/17 - AC: 17/11/16 Status:

NPCS:
Mephit HP ??? | AC: ??? |
Air elemental HP ??? | AC: ??? |

Hal quickly pops out of sleep and hops to his feet, ready and alert. Years of living in the wilderness had trained Hal to rest lightly and be ready for anything.

Grabbing his bow, he moves quickly beside Linge and whispers "Where did you see it Linge?" Preparing for a possible conflict, Hal notches a bow.

Going to ready an action if possible.

Linge bites down on her lower lip when she spots the two enemies outside. There is very little chance that they're going to win this fight, and no way they'll be able to escape quietly. She tries to remember what she knows about air elementals and their weaknesses.

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

The image of Paldo's nice warm hearth finally fades away as he realizes Linge is rousing him from his sleep. "Attack?! What? Who?" He whispered, just as he heard the raspy voice.

A shiver ran down his spine. Startled, Paldo cast a spell on himself disappearing from sight.

Casts Vanish - Duration 2 rounds.

Paldo moved outside the cave taking a second to study the enemies.
Knowledge(?): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Was going to ask what knowledge skill it would be, but with a 1 I can't even see them let alone study them. :)

Since they're magical creatures, I would guess it's Knowledge (arcana), but I can roll a Knowledge (nature) as well...

outsider, actually (think plane of air) - knowledge (planes). same with the mephit I think.

"Well, I guess that's not a bird." Sigrun groans as she peers out of the cave. "Do we fight?"

I'm assuming we didn't rest long enough to refill abilities and spells?

Good point! Too bad I don't have that one :(

"We might get quickly overpowered," Linge hurriedly whispers back.

Garran gives up on donning his armor. There is no time. ”Surrender yourself!” Garran shouts back. He seizes the symbol of Iomedae on it’s neck cord, and prays for support from his goddess. casts bless.+1 to hit.

Can Linge aid Garran to put on his armor before the fight?

no, not really enough time ot don armor. part of the danger of an encounter at night!

Paldo vanishes from view and Garran calls upon the blessing of his deity to aid his allies.

Linge and Sigrun spend a moment trying to decide how to proceed.

Linge and Sigrun, do you want to do anything with your round 1 initiative, or are you delaying until the creatures out there do something first?

delay is fine by me, nothing I can do at this stage

Linge transfers some of the magic she has left to Garran, and orders Horn to protect himself.

Casting Guidance on Garran. Since Linge and Horn won't be able to do much, they'll adopt a Total Defense posture (AC +4)

the ice Mephit sees that the group is not going to surrended quietly, and moves in to attack. it breathes ice cold air over most of the group, hitting Hal, Sigrun, Linge and Garran.

Reflex Garran: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Reflex Hal: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Reflex Linge: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Reflex Sigrun: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
cold damage: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4 garran and sigrun take half. hal and linge become sickened for 3 rounds

the elemental turns into a small tornado and swirls into the cave. Hal feels himself being pulled towards the swirl of debris
Reflex Hal: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 but he is able to resist being sucked in

the party may act

Stat Tracker

Global Condition: None |

Global Condition:
Garran HP: 17/17 - AC: 16/11/15 Status:
Hal HP: 18/20 - AC 17/13/14 Status: sickened (3 rounds)
Linge: HP: 13/15- AC: 15/13/12 Status: sickened (3 rounds)
Horn: HP: 17/17 - AC: 17/15/13 Status:
Paldo HP: 12/12 - AC: 14/14/11 Status:
Sigrun HP: 15/17 - AC: 17/11/16 Status:

NPCS:
Mephit HP ??? | AC: ??? |
Air elemental HP ??? | AC: ??? |

Paldo manouvers himself beside the Ice Mephit and blasts it with a magnificent array of colours. Paldo doesn't bother trying to include the Air Elemental that doesn't even have eyes.

Colour spray WILL DC 15(Using Arcane Point to increase DC+1)

Sigrun barely flinches as the mephit's warm breath washes over her skin. "Well, I guess we fight." Channeling some of her magical power into her shield, she lashes out at the whirlwind surrounding Hal.

cold resist 2 - no damage :)

spend 1 arcane pool point to give shield bash a +1 enhancement...
attack (+1 hvy shield bash): 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 5 + 1 = 19
damage, if hit: 1d4 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 = 8

Hit by the mephit's ice cold breath, Linge feels frozen to the marrow of her bones in spite of her warm clothes. Shaking and with her teeth chattering, she touches Sigrun's shoulder to give her some strength for the fight.

Casting Guidance on Sigrun for a +1 Bonus on her attack roll

Garran grabs up his sword, then slashes at the whirling mass of air.

Sword: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Sigrun and Garran quickly adjust to having a whirling mass of air attacking them and hack at it with their weapons. surprisingly they are able to connect to the creature and feel it give way under their blows. the wind and debris disperses after a few seconds.

colors wash over the mephit, blinding and stunning it
will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
duration: 1d4 ⇒ 3

once it is stunned, Hal shoots the mephit as the whirlwind around him vanishes
longbow, PbS: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

he hits solidly, but the mephit's body seems to shrug off the worst of the impact

the whole party is up!

Stat Tracker

Global Condition: None |

Global Condition:
Garran HP: 17/17 - AC: 16/11/15 Status:
Hal HP: 18/20 - AC 17/13/14 Status: sickened (2 rounds)
Linge: HP: 13/15- AC: 15/13/12 Status: sickened (2 rounds)
Horn: HP: 17/17 - AC: 17/15/13 Status:
Paldo HP: 12/12 - AC: 14/14/11 Status:
Sigrun HP: 17/17 - AC: 17/11/16 Status:

NPCS:
Mephit HP -8? | AC: <20 | stunned, blind (3 rounds)
Air elemental HP -15 | AC: 19 | dead

Linge grants some of her remaining power to Hal.

Cast Guidance

whoa, wasn't expecting the elemental to go down that fast.

"Ha! Kill us all? Sure." Seeing the whirlwind dissipate, Sigrun rounds on the stunned mephit, taking the opposite side from Paldo and smashing its puny face with her shield.

arcane pool +1 still in effect, 9 more turns. not sure if Paldo is threatening, so I won't include a flanking bonus
attack (hvy shield bash): 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 5 + 1 = 26
damage: 1d4 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 = 11

crit confirm (hvy shield bash): 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 1 = 16
total damage if confirmed: 1d4 + 6 + 1 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 + 11 = 20

Maybe it was a baby one? Teeny tiny air elemental...

Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Seeing the Mephit stunned and knowing it can't attack, paldo moves back a few steps and fires a sling stone at it.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

Garran moves to catch the mephit in a pincer between himself and Sigrun. He grabs the sword hilt with both hands as he chops at the stunned mephit.

Sword: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 2 = 14 damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Hal steps tot he side slightly for a cleaner shot, then fires two arrows at the mephit
longbow: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 - 2 = 8
longbow: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 - 2 = 23
damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 = 11

his second arrow catches the creature directly in the chest and drops it. the air is once again quiet as combat fades, with just the sound of the small campfire in the air.

End of combat!

”I told him to surrender.” Garran grumbles. ”Maybe now we can get some shuteye.” Garran goes outside to check if there are any lurkers remaining.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 9 - 4 = 23

He casts light on a series of snowballs, throwing them out into the night in a arc around the cave mouth. The lights should illuminate anything near or between them and Garran.