GM Tyranius Tyrant's Grasp (Inactive)

Game Master Tyranius

Well there goes Inthras of the list. Kwenlyn is still *possibly* out there. Yowzers. This group got mauled quickly. On the bright side, there was only 4 of them and there's 6 of us.

I'm looking to hide in a spot to get close to the creature as it obviously will see and focus on my shieldmate there. I'll smash it's legs when I can.

Atium looks to find a place to hide and down a potion.

"Take what we can and let's move! Remember our objective!"

Though he already wears two rings, Aishe eyes the ring of evasion when it's identified, though in the end he lets it go.

When he hears the noise, he quickly takes to the air (fly activated) and climbs to about 10’ up to see what he can, though he expects the canopy is largely in the way.
Perception: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (9) + 23 = 32 (+8 if scent applies)

He readies his crossbow imagining the horn is a cry for help. ”Might be someone is running from some creature. We should help - they may be able to tell us what's going on.”

He remains watchful.

Tessenarin takes the maps and writing implements as well as any scrolls Vanyan doesn't take.
"These may prove to be useful. Let us see what they have already discovered."

Vanyan pauses for a moment.

"Was this one of our allies. We may be able to restore them to life," Vanyan considers. "Is there a way to store them for a bit? Anyone? We can't afford to leave capable agents, let alone their bodies for the Tyrant."

"It's a good thought Vanyan, but I can't preserve a body the way I think you're thinking."

At the thought that there might be people to help.... but also thinking about the strategic goal, Vinas pauses. Will abstain, but okay with either course.

As no one seems to be speaking up with any good ideas, Vanyan will at least ask if the party can bury or burn the body as to not allow it to be taken for ill intent.

"Allies deserve better."

If not, Vanyan look explain the loot on them and be ready to move on. Vanyan will hold the scroll of heal for the party.

The crashing gets closer and closer as suddenly a gargantuan horned creature plows through the jungle,easily tramping trees in its path as it stampedes past.

Looking back you spot a pair of humanoid fey in quick pursuit. They quickly stop as the pair notice you, landing atop branches above with bows in hand. "Well, this is far more interesting Fwingolas."

"I agree Bhaihanial, but it seems they have robbed us of our hunt.."

"But, look at them, they are so young. Just born to this world."

1d20 + 19 ⇒ (6) + 19 = 25 Know (Nature)

”Oh hai,” Vanyan opens up to the fey, while flying a bit higher (out of reach of any beasts) and takes a gander at the fey.

What kind of fey are they? Are they known to be evilly mischievous?

Atium sneaks closer to the fey. Using his boots to help him fly and move as carefully through the foilage. Using the base of the tree to hide from the anticipated enemy.
sneak: 1d20 + 12 + 20 ⇒ (18) + 12 + 20 = 50 Sorry I didn't declare it in prior post. I downed an invisibility potion. I also have a ring of mind shielding in case they use detect thoughts or other detection magics.

These lithe, androgynous humanoids have pointed ears, glowing green eyes, and six fingers on each slender hand. They are what is known as the Wild Hunt Fey.

"Ah. Oh." Aishe mutters, uneasy around the chaotic and capricious fey. He keeps his crossbow handy, but doesn't aim it at anyone. At least not yet.

He lets the social folk do the speaking and watches in relative silence.

Knowing better than to let Vanyan do the talking, Tessenarin steps up.

"Greetings, hunters. We did not actually kill these people, as we just arrived here. Who are you hunting? "

"We were hunting a great beast called a Barometz." They quickly introduce themselves as they sit down on the branch.

"Before Keirodera This new jungle., existence was darkness. Reality formed in a flash of light The Radiant Blast as the sun gave its life to create the world, sinking to the horizon. From these rays formed all of the beasts and fey, and plants emerged to reach toward the sun. But the sun was nearly dead, leaving the plants bitter and hungry, and from this hatred arose the monstrous blight. We fey banded together to hunt the realm’s beasts, from their prey’s bodies making arrows to reignite the sun and begin a new age. Fired into the air, these arrows would rekindle the sun to rise and live for another age. The plants fed on the rising sun, draining its power yet sustaining the beasts so that the cycle could continue anew. The world is in its 23rd age." (that is, in its 23rd day).

"The world beyond Keirodera is cursed and sustains little, and Death and its entourage (that is, the Whispering Tyrant) strode through Keirodera during the Third Age 3rd day. to reign from the Dead Throne (that is Hammer Rock) at the center of Keirodera. So long as the cycle continues unbroken, though, Death shall never emerge again, and all life shall flourish. In this way, the hunt is sacred and needs to continue, though you scared the beast away."

Vinas is WAY over his head here. "They talk like Vanyan at the end of the day."

”Wow, that’s quite a story,” Vanyan rubs the back of his neck, not sure how to respond to the fey nor Vinas. ”How…how….can we help you with your hunt? We’re sort of on our own hunt, you know, to kill Death. We’re going to the Dead Throne and yeah, hunting there a bit.”

”Wow, that’s quite a story,” Vanyan rubs the back of his neck, not sure how to respond to the fey nor Vinas. ”How…how….can we help you with your hunt? We’re sort of on our own hunt, you know, to kill Death. You’re going to the Dead Throne and yeah, hunting there a bit.”

"See what I mean?"

Aishe is confused, "So you're keeping the Whispering Tyrant contained? Or are you his servants?"

"ah, I see. I find that I also am unsure of what my associate here asks." He indicates Aishe. "Do you look to assist or harm Death?"

Atium maintains his silence. Working his way carefully towards the creatures before his invisibility potion runs out. He'll take another soon if the conversation persists.

The fey give it quite a bit of thought and without any maliciousness in their voice they come to a reasonable conclusion. "Well, I suppose since you ruined our last hunt then you can help us with a new hunt." Bhaihanial states. "Perhaps we may negotiate some terms for the new hunt Fwingolas."

"Indeed, How about this. They receive a fair head start, measured by the time it takes us to sing a lovely song. We will allow you a rough sense of the course that leads into the center of Keirodera." Bhaihanial interrupts. "Breaking from the course shall be considered bad form."

"Of course, flying and teleportation of any kind is prohibited. Everyone must burrow, climb, swim, or run.Participants may use deadly force to fend off the other. At the inside edge stands three stones. If all of you touch these stones then the hunt will be over!"

Bhaihanial looks on eagerly. "Do these rules suffice?"

Aishe, currently flying, slowly drops down to the ground. "Ayep." he shrugs figuring this is the best they could really hope for.

After all, he can ensure they leave no trace as they move - and he can do it at speed. Still, the fey are quick, and once they catch the group, we'll be swarmed no doubt.

He checks his quivers to ensure a good supply. It might be a long battle...

He's ready.

"What? No, I don't agree to this. I'm not walking using my legs. Not a chance. I've done that for long enough. And why don't you answer the question...are you working with the Tyrant?" Vanyan seems to be getting agitated, and closer to burning some fey using Fire Seeds. "If they think we ruined their hunt, then maybe you aren't very good hunters, and are looking to blame others. Sheesh."

Vanyan casts Fire Seeds in preparation for the hunt, where lethal force is encouraged.

Atium was going to sneak back down and then become visible, but upon hearing Vanyan he stays where he's at. Seems like the the battle is happening now and not with them being the hunted.

"How about if we stay below the tree line?" suggests Aishe looking for a way to fly as well, but caring less if he has to walk.

"What would happen if we did not agree to help you with a new hunt? We are, unfortunately, pressed for time, and a delay could be a problem. I realize to you, we are short lived and the concept of 'pressed for time' may be somewhat alien to you. Suffice to say that we need to take care of a matter urgently."

You can certainly negotiate the terms with a Diplomacy, Perform
(oratory), or Perform (comedy) check or a Bluff check.

The fey seem momentarily confused. “If necessary, we will call in those who can enforce the terms.” They nod out into the forest to which you are unsure of the extent of their forces between you and your goal.

"We don't even know if they are working for 'Death' or not. That sort of seems like an important part of things, you know?" Vanyan crosses his arms, not yet willing to run like a chump on his own two legs.

"It seems as if we have little choice. Stop acting like a petulant child." He says to Vanyan before turning back to the Fey.

"Fine, we will participate in your hunt, but the terms are not acceptable. Our.... Associate here, " He indicates Vanyan. "Is weak and cannot walk. We will require the use of flight for the hunt? Agreed?"

diplomacy: 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (16) + 31 = 47

As soon as the Fey appear to agree, Atium sneaks back down to the ground area in order to "pop" into view/vision and lighten his load to allow for greater land speed. He also offers to hold stuff for others to be lighter/quicker too.

The fey seem to shiver as you keep mentioning Death. "He arrived shortly after the world began, and the forest’s creatures all quieted and fled at his approach. Following him were fleshless soldiers, rotting people, and myriad other walking dead. We were afraid and did not hunt them."

They converse quietly at at the negotiation of flight. "That should be fine, though no higher than the treetops. Anything else before we begin?"

"Surely that lead you gave them was far too easy for such great hunters as yourself. I think you should sing your song TWICE before you depart and hunt us down."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (7) + 31 = 38

”I wasn’t being petulant. This is ridiculous,” Vanyan snuffles non-petulantly as he petulantly crosses his arms over the other way in a totally non-petulant manner. ”At least we know that they are not working for team undeath. That’s helpful, and makes this only mildly less silly.”

When the fey leave, or after the party gets moving a bit so the fey can’t overhear, Aishe speaks.

”I can’t hide our tracks here in the thick of things, but if we can make it to a more urban setting, or underground, I can hide our passage completely. So I’ll do what I can to hide our passage normally, though it’s not as good. So get going, and I’ll see what I can do in your wake to confuse our pursuers.”

Aishe seems out of breath after so long a speech. Still flying, but staying below the tree line (move 70’) Aishe does what he can to hide the tracks of his companions. He’ll do so until his spell runs out (probably 4 or 5 minutes) moving at half speed (which is still 70’/round vs the 60’/round most everyone else is moving).

Survival: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (11) + 23 = 34 vs a possible DC of 19 (DC 15+4 additional people)

When the flight wears off, he’ll continue to hide the parties tracks, though now he’s moving at full speed so he suffers a 5 DC penalty.

Survival: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (17) + 23 = 40 vs a possible DC of 24 (DC 15+5 speed+4 additional people)

Happy to do opposed rolls if you prefer. Also, I get a +5 to my survival when tracking, but I assumed it did not apply here. If it does, please add.

The fey look you over. "Double the headstart seems fair enough." The fey begin to lay out the course for you. It seems to run for 7 miles, traversing several challenging areas.

This acts as sort of a chase. The map layout are in the slides. With your double extra lead time you begin with 6 Pursuit points. (If this ever reaches 0 then you are caught.)

Each challenge will have a Primary Check, Secondary check and possibly Bypass method. You lose two pursuit points if someone in the group fails or don't attempt primary checks. (5 points if fail both primary checks if there are 2 checks). You gain one pursuit points for passing secondary checks (2 if pass both secondary checks if there are multiple.)

"When you are ready!" The fey don't seem to wait and begin singing. Looking around you find yourselves surrounded by the forest. These trees form a trackless expanse with relatively few obstacles, allowing those with enough endurance to gain ground rapidly.

Primary Checks: (Perception and Survival)
Secondary Checks: (Fort Save)
Bypass: None

So we each have to roll all these checks? Sounds like we're going to get a lot of failures to me... but we'll see how it plays out. :)

Aishe sizes up the area and moves forward carefully.

Perception: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (17) + 23 = 40
Survival: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (5) + 23 = 28

Fort: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (4) + 20 = 24

Why do we all need to make perception and survival checks? Are we not together? Can we aid? Like Aishe, not sure about the rules.

1d20 + 28 ⇒ (8) + 28 = 36 Perception
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 Survival, if needed
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20 Fortitude

Vanyan flies along, easily pointing out the same path that Aishe clearly sees. "Yeah, we *should* go that way, Aishe." Vanyan stays flying, not even using his own legs like a chump to move.

Atium races off down the courseway. His Ulfen feet and heritage help him in this part of the obstacle course. Movement 40 feet/action = 80 feet

The others only notice a slight issue, Atium is squinting as he's trying to look at the surroundings, his nearsightedness becoming problematic.
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18 Near sighted.
Survival: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24
fort: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (11) + 16 = 27

Atium takes Vanyan's que to go in a specific direction, seeing some things, but assuming he's not seeing other important things.

"The world is ending and we're doing this." Still, an agreement is an agreement. Vinas immediately surveils the path forward with gimlet eyes:
Perception: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (3) + 24 = 27
Survival: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (11) + 14 = 25
FORT: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (14) + 21 = 35

Apologies, it is just one of the checks per person. As a group you will lose points if noone completes the primary check and you gain points for each PC that succeeds at Secondary checks. Just one check each, not all of them.

OK. How about Aishe's Perception (40), Vanyan's Survival (14), Atium's Fort (27), and Vinas' Fort (35)? Dunno if Tessenarin is going to make a Fort save or not.

That's each of us in order, more or less. Just trying to move us along... :) These kinds of mechanics are more easily done around a table. They can really kill a PbP as we all sort of feel our way confusedly.

Vanyan waits to see how things are going.

I agree with Aishe. Let's move along. Fine with failing a few checks as long as the story continues. Failures can bring about the best storylines! just ask a certain Barbarian and a demon that magic-jarred him.

Agreed with Aishe!

Yup, indeed.

Tessenarin Fort Save: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16

Aishe spots a decent trail and the group takes off at a run to try and get as much distance between you and the fey as possible as the group mostly fends off the thick swathes of mosquitoes in the air. Primary passed so no loss of points and +1 Pursuit point for at least one PC passing the Secondary check.

The forest’s meandering creeks empty into a broad, deep pond with murky water and steep, muddy banks.

Pursuit Points +7
Primary Checks: (Swim)
Secondary Checks: (Acrobatics, Perception)
Bypass: Spells and abilities that avoid water altogether

Also choose if you head to the Hills or Creek next.

Vanyan chooses not going into the water for the fun of it, but does try to keep an eye out for threats if Tess decides to go for a dip.

1d20 + 28 ⇒ (4) + 28 = 32 Perception (secondary)

Aishe shrugs, and tries to make the swim check for the party.

Swim: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Damn, sorry folks. Bad roll.

Atium flies above the water. His winged boots flap away.

Vinas follow suit via his shield. Let me know how long that takes