GM Kate's Extinction Curse [closed]

Game Master Kate Baker

"Ah, Abber is a good friend. I have a few heal spells remaining today. Please, let me thank you for your help."

How many are left, still? How many have you fought?" As you list off battles, he does some internal accounting. "That's all but Carlessa, I think. She's probably in the animal pens. I think she's the one responsible for corrupting the poor animals, like those lizards you saw here."

Harlock sighs wearily. “I suppose I should start at the beginning. The Hermitage of Blessed Lightning was established here to protect and learn from the Erran Tower, an ancient landmark a few miles inland. You might have spotted it on your journey here. We hermits know very little about it. It was created by Aroden thousands of years ago. At its summit is what we call the aeon orb, so named because it orbits the summit of the tower the way an aeon stone orbits the head of its owner.

“I’ve tried to the understand the aeon orb and perhaps restore its power, but its nature eludes me. While I’ve made a few trips into the Erran Tower over the years, nothing there provided any clues. On my most recent visit, just a few weeks ago, some foul-smelling creatures hurled spears at me before I could get close. They are xulgaths, I believe—reptilian humanoids you might have heard called troglodytes. I spied on them from a distance. There are at least a dozen, and they are accompanied by large lizards and several demons. It was an unpleasant surprise, but I soon had my hands full dealing with the newcomer Balenni and the resentment she stoked among the hermits and didn’t have a chance to investigate further. It seems obvious in hindsight, but the sudden rise of demon worship here must be connected to the demons accompanying the xulgaths in the Erran Tower. I overheard a few of the most debased priests say they’d planned to visit the Erran Tower and speak to someone named Cavnakash. I believe Cavnakash is the leader of the xulgaths, and he must have some power over demons."

Whoops, I got Nemmia and Balenni confused. Sorry!

Rova nods sagely as Harlock explains the fading of the orb's power and the other problems. It's just what she knew would always happen. Maybe the orb was forestalling it for a bit, though? If so, maybe they could keep forestalling it -- obviously not forever, because, duh, Groetus, obviously, but perhaps for a little while.

And demons were maybe part of The End, but not a specially nice part, especially if they're corrupting animals. She wasn't going to let that happen to Thkrull!

"Maybe we should go stop this Carlessa, but then we can check the tower. Maybe after we can rest a little? Do you have anything that might help us fight demons?" she asks. Would love some cold iron ammunition, or a filcher's fork.

"And do you know anything else about these xulgaths?"

"Maybe the demons are corrupting the orb." Prism tries to lay out the obvious as she skips forward to introduce herself with a small twirl. She offers a small wave at the end. "HiI'm.Corkas Thunder Warfiz..mostcall..me Prism." She flashes her hair very quickly in the most distracting rainbow or colors.

"HiI'm.Corkas Thunder Warfiz..mostcall..me Prism."

Mukluk glares at Prism.

"I can't understand a word she says. I think she wants to plunder your feet or sumthin'," Mukluk complains. "She's bright enough, but that's just how she is. I dunno." Mukluk flexes his newly healed limbs, checking for anything that was missed.

"You spin a fine tale about them orbs and towers and such. Maybe you'll be rallying your priests and holy warriors, callin' in reinforcements from Absalom and such to deal with the problem, will you?"

To Rova, "The tower is some distance from here, perhaps a few hours' journey, and it is late. If you are willing to investigate it, you can certainly rest here first. Please, use the nice bedrooms! I certainly can't imagine more important guests than you right now. As for items..." He picks up a staff that was leaning against the storm elemental statue. "This is an animal staff. Perhaps it would help? Also, this pin on top is a monkey pin. It comes off, see? Hmmmm. There's a vial of silversheen too, although I suppose that's devils, not demons? Well, take it anyway, it never hurts to be safe. If you found anything else here that might be of use, please, feel free to take it."

To Prism, "I am afraid you may be right. I don't know to what end, but it can't be good."

To Mukluk, "I lost all of my priests to demon worship here. Those who resisted were killed by those who gave in. I can try, but I do not know for certain if the priests in Absalom will listen, or how long it will take them to act. But of course, that is my concern, not yours. I am grateful for the rescue, and I am already in your debt."

Niksi offers her hand to Harlock. "Thank you so much for all your help. Thank you for resisting the evil that took hold here. You doing so has made it possible for us meet you and use the valuable information you have to try to help more people than we could have otherwise. You may not have saved your priests, but you will help save untold others."

"Until The End, at least," Rova chirps in, happily, seeing if Niksi or anyone wants the staff.

"I guess we could sleep here, once we deal with Carlessa, and help the animals," she agrees.

Prism yawns. "I could use a rest." He smiles at Mukluk. "You don't understand what most people say Muk Muk." She scampers off to look for a bed while the others gather the equipment.

"See you all in the morning."

Wait, let's deal with Carlessa first!

Mukluk grunts noncommittally.

”What kind of more trouble are you getting us into?” he asks gruffly. ”Demons? Orbs? Why not let the Gozrens handle this? Or the, uh, Sheriff?” Mukluk rubs his bald head as he remembers that the Sheriff was dead.

”Maybe we should talk about this in the morning. I’m tired and broken. And this ain’t right. Nothing of it is right. I want to go see Moose, my mule, that’s what I want to do.”

[b]"If it is only Carlessa left, I believe I can handle her myself. Please, get some sleep."[/ooc]

The nice bedrooms are intended for special guests, and they have very comfortable beds and private bathtubs. The accommodations are probably the nicest that you've had in a while.

When you wake up, you feel good. You feel powerful. You feel like you've hit fourth level.

The next morning, Harlock makes breakfast. It's a porridge that looks very plain, but is surprisingly tasty, with a delicate blend of spices.

"Well, Circus of Wayward Wonders, have you decided what you will do? Will you investigate the tower with the xulgaths?"

How far away is the circus? Mukluk might have headed ‘home’ to see how Moose was and the rest of the injured folk and to report in. Not that he doesn’t appreciate the offer of sleep and breakfast, but someone has to take care of Moose, and make sure the BOOMBOOM is okay.

"We probably should," Rova says. "We talked about that as a possibility growing up, and everyone agreed it would be one of the worst Ends. Demons are bad. Way worse than Rovagug, who would just End everything really quickly. Demons want to hurt people!"

That said, I'm also curious how far town is. I wouldn't mind seeing if we can get some cold iron, depending on how our loot is looking. Or maybe a striking rune...

Niksi slept remarkably well, though more out of exhaustion than any feeling of ease. She does not partake of the meal yet, preferring to keep up her "living mannequin" performance and eat later, privately.

"Up until now, we have been mainly continuing out of a personal drive to resolve this whole mess that ended with the death of Thunder, our ringmaster. We are not fighters by trade or inclination, but we have yet proceeded as such in the pursuit of justice and closure. I do think it a fair question for us to ask ourselves: 'How far shall we take this? When have we done all that could be expected of us?'"

"Speaking for myself, I have come to the following conclusions:

As all of those add up to a resounding 'yes,' you know my stance."

"With all of that said, I know that our dear Mukluk has reservations about any path that will involve more fighting, and I have promised to do my best to respect his position, particularly since his skills place him in the most direct danger. In fact, of anyone in our little band, I am the least like to be in physical danger during any conflict. Thus, as much as I wish to give an emphatic 'yes' to this charge, I think it only fair for me to weigh the opinions of my comrades more highly than mine."

Nothing is more than a few miles from anything else, so you can totally go back to the circus first before you go to the tower.

You can even give the priest of Abadar back his books, which I know you're all anxious to do. :P

"Maybe we should go back to town and make sure everyone knows what's going on," Rova says, "and get supplies. And bring Father Nellyn his books back."

She tries to think if she knows anything about xulgaths like that they smell and we might want to see if there's any way we can counteract that. Then, with a start, she searches the bodies of the two demonologist; maybe they'd have something useful? Plus we forgot to loot them yet, I think.

Society (untrained): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Rova said exactly what Prism was thinking. "buysell..returnbooks..thenthe tower." Prism helps to gather up all of the equipment to drag it back to town.

Agreed, lets return the books and sell what we can to make some purchases.

Mukluk reluctantly agrees to stay the night, but is up early and ready to get going, blowing on Rova's oatmeal to cool it so that they might hit the road quicker.

"Ain't telling if anyone fed Moose last night. And no telling if he's missing me too. That ain't right to leave for the night and not tell your mule about where you're off to and when you'll be back. It ain't right."

"C'mon, let's get going. We need to sell some gear if that's what we're going to do. And we'll need some food for the road. And you know, the rest of my equipment. For camping. No telling how long we'll be gone."

Back into town, return stuff, buy stuff, check in to circus.

Rova collects Thkrull, getting a boost to his back for the trip to town and circus.

Rova doesn't know much about xulgaths offhand, mostly that they smell bad.

Society to ID Xulgaths: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

"Some logistical errands do sound like a good idea before we continue."

Niksi knows a bit more about xulgaths.

Reptilian humanoids who live in the uppermost reaches of the Darklands, xulgaths (known as troglodytes to many surface-dwelling folk) often attack intruders in their territory on sight. They live in simple familial communities, battling rival groups and other aggressive Darklands inhabitants in order to survive. They occasionally raid surface settlements, usually at the behest of cruel, bloodthirsty leaders who are often themselves in the thrall of more powerful creatures like nagas or demons. A typical xulgath has dull gray, dark gray, or ashen scales, with a long tail and bony protrusions that run the length of its spine.

Although today the xulgaths are brutal and scattered, they were one of the first intelligent humanoids to rise in the primeval world, once ruling over a mighty empire that stretched throughout the Darklands. Today, all that remains of this era are ruins of massive stone ziggurats and crumbling cities found within some of the larger caverns. Some groups of xulgaths continue to live among these ruins, venerating their ancestors’ accomplishments, while others consider these areas taboo and leave them to become infested with Darklands vermin. Sages don’t agree on why the ancient xulgath civilization fell. Some suspect it was the result of a loss of several wars waged against serpentfolk, while others suggest that the corruptive influence of demon worship rotted their culture from within.

Certainly, many xulgath settlements continue to worship demons to this day, paying homage and offering live sacrifices to terrible creatures from the Abyss. Occasionally, a xulgath shaman can call forth and bind a lesser demon to help serve the group, but a shaman who delves too deep into occultism might summon a more powerful fiend that either tears the xulgaths to pieces or enslaves them.

They also smell very bad.

"They smell bad?" Mukluk sniffs the air, checking to see what it smells like now, as if he could catch whiff of the xulgaths on the wind. "Can't be worse than what I smell coming out of Thkrull after he got into the asparagus roots. Or Moose. He can get pretty rank too. But he also likes baths. Haw haw!" Mukluk doesn't like to take baths and can't remember the last time he did.

After visiting Moose, his mule, and checking in with the circus to report on things, Mukluk will shop for gear. He is happy to lend gold to Niski and accept Rova's old med kit.

His newly magic'd pick hangs at his belt. He has most of his camping/outdoor supplies in his pack. He wishes he could have brought Moose, but really, he's better off with the circus. No telling what trouble the party will be getting into.

It's little surprise that Niksi of all people would know something of xulgaths, considering the many years she had spend living in the upper reaches of the Darklands. In fact, most of what she has heard about them she learned from a xulgath member of her former circus, a quiet woman who did feats of strength and dexterity with her four arms, the result of mutation. She went by "Quattro," but it was not her name. It took years for Niksi just to get as much as she did out of her, and even then, she left out the details of her personal life. Whatever drove her away from her home was probably not that different from why anyone else ran off to join the circus, so Niksi never pressed. Quattro herself never smelled. People were always surprised when she didn't.

Niksi shares the information she knows as best she can. It certainly brings a sad pall to her to think of having to fight xulgath with the memory of her friend still in her mind, but that is what it is. She takes the offered loan from Mukluk graciously. "Thank you for the gold, Mukluk. Your investment shall bear fruit at the soonest opportunity."

Harlock gave you directions to the Tower. It’s about 15 miles to the southwest of the Hermitage of Blessed Lightning, on a route through rolling grassland. The 200-foot-tall tower is visible during most of the trip, making it nearly impossible to get lost while headed there. He told you the tower’s entrance 40 feet up on its western side. When he was last there, the rooms all seemed empty and abandoned. He knows of a secret door to a vault opposite the staircase on the ground floor.

He also told you that the floors were suspiciously clean and that an ooze might be present.

The journey takes about half a day from Abberton. Is anyone going to try to Track as their exploration mode activity?

Fearless sits on a small crate as she happily tosses Rova a bag of coins to help out. She whistles a small tune, kicking her feet in the air as sparks of colors leap from her fingertips into the air while she waits for the others to return from the market.

Mukluk isn't really a great tracker, but he did make it from the gladiator pits to the Inner Sea with Moose, his mule, all by himself and has picked up enough to track a bit. He'll gladly allow someone else more qualified to do the tracking, but otherwise he's happy to do so if others are more alert for overt dangers while he's looking for danger signs or sniffing poop for freshness (nothing to do with tracking).

Do you want rolls? Or do you roll? Survival mod is +8.

"So I says to Moose, I says, 'If we can't make it in the circus, then we're not going to make it anywhere,' I said to him. I tol' him that and he agreeed, he did. That's on our way down here to this Isle. And then we found the circus..."

That's better than Rova's modifier, so I'll let Mukluk handle it.

Rova rides Thkrull, following along with the group, her mind off on the end of the world. She does try to keep an eye out for any more demons -- or xulgaths, even -- as they get close to the tower.

Mukluk watches the ground carefully as you go, and suddenly, he spots tracks! Xulgaths, five of them. And it looks like they were dragging something big. It looks like they mostly stick to scrub and sneaking behind brush to avoid leaving tracks, but whatever they're dragging made that harder.

I'll pause for a moment in case this affects how you approach, and then move you along.

Edited to correct number of xulgaths.

Niksi listens to Mukluk's story with earnest interest. "We are quite fortunate that your travels took you towards us, Mukluk. Whereabouts did they start, if I may ask?"

Ever the multitasker, Niksi tests her new cantrip--summon instrument--to experiment with various instruments. She summons everything from a recorder to a strange Numerian instrument called a "theremin" she saw in a book once.

EDIT:Ninja'd!

Niksi pauses her aesthetic explorations--currently on a violin--as Mukluk appears to spy something.

Prism continues to scout ahead as she hears a call from Mukluk. "Whatdoyou..thinkthey..aredragging?" She looks down at the ground before keeping an eye out for trouble.

Scouting

"What do you say to a dragon?"

Mukluk looks up at Prism with a scowl, confused on how he might be interpreted.

”No, not a dragon, you walking rainbow...xulgaths!” Mukluk corrects the gnome. ”At least four maybe five, hard to say. And I think they were dragging something, but I don’t know what.”

Mukluk will prepare his weapons and move forward. He’ll be using scout unless tracking is still needed.

The group continues along until the xulgaths are in sight! There are five of them, four of which are dragging the body of an ox. One xulgath seems to be giving orders (Yellow).

Initiative
Rova
Prism
Yellow
Blue
Green
Mukluk
Niksi
Red
Purple

They did not notice your approach, and Rova and Prism can act first!

Seeing the Xulgaths Prism begins to tip toe and sneak around the trees as she hides behind one, quietly observing them.

◆ Sneak (Secret Stealth +10)
◆ Sneak (Secret Stealth +10)
◆ Hide (Secret Stealth +10)

I'm going to assume they're definitely attacking us, since you rolled initiative. Otherwise Rova would try to say hello, and make sure they know the End Times are coming. Also, sorry for my delay yesterday, but I probably would have had my shortbow out just in case.

Rova, ready, sizes up the leader, and snaps off an arrow as she calls for Thkrull to be ready to help.

Action 1: Hunt Prey
Action 2: Strike
Action 3: Command an Animal

Shortbow (deadly d10, 60 foot range, reload 0): 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 10 + 1 = 15
Hunter's edge (precision/piercing damage): 1d6 + 1d8 ⇒ (4) + (6) = 10

Thkrull trumpets and moves up beside the short, sharp-smelling friend of his halfling and gets ready to grab anything that gets too close.

Action 1: Stride
Action 2: Support

Support Benefit Your elephant uses its trunk to grab and hamper a foe. Until the start of your next turn, any creatures your elephant threatens is encumbered. (Note, this would make it Clumsy 1, so a -1 to Dex checks including AC, and a 10-ft. penalty to speed. That said, my reading of this would be that if it Stepped or Strided away from the elephant with its first action, it would lose that penalty.)

As an arrow soars over the leader's head, they turn to look at you, and the ox falls completely to the ground with a loud thump.

Niksi understands them as they speak to each other in Undercommon.

"Look at the size of that creature! An elephant?"

"It's so much meat! We'll eat like kings!"

The leader moves up on one side of Thkrull and tries to stick a dagger in his side.

attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
ouch!: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"Somebody get on the other side!"

Two more draw clubs and move up next to Thkrull.

Initiative
Rova (Thkrull at -4 hp)
Prism
Yellow
Blue
Green
Mukluk
Niksi
Red
Purple

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Oooh, does she get anything fancy on a crit success vs the stench aura?

At the moment that battle is joined, Niksi is wearing a drum slung over her shoulder, the latest of her summon instrument experiments. She is completely unbothered by the smell, instead focused on the excitement of playing a new piece.

She begins singing a feverish fae song she likes to sing to herself for the energizing effects, patting a beat on the drum.

Inspire Defense! Everyone gets a +1 status bonus to AC and Saving Throws, and you get resistance 2 to physical damage. No attack and damage buff, I'm afraid :(

While her hands and voice are busy, she decides to give the closest enemy in front of Mukluk a little kick in the head. Mentally, of course. Daze! Still 4 damage and a basic will save. Next level it'll have an extra d6 :o

Action Summary: Inspire Defense, two actions to daze

Round `

Action 1: Strike.
Action 2: Strike.
Action 3: Strike.

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21 Fort

"Hey! I'm standing here!" Mukluk though not really looking for a fight, is quite insulted the foe comes to stand next to him and ignores him. "And that's Moose's second best friend you're attacking!"

Melee@blue:
ColdyVonPierceFace: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 13 + 1 = 20 to hit;
P: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6 cold iron damage

Melee:
The Poker: 1d20 + 12 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 12 - 4 + 1 = 16 to hit;
P: 1d4 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6 cold iron damage

Melee:
The Poker: 1d20 + 12 - 8 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 12 - 8 + 1 = 15 to hit;
P: 1d4 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8 cold iron damage

Ninja'd again! Went with inspire defenese, not inspire courage, Mukluk, so no damage and attack bonus

Nothing fancy, sadly, but you are immune for a minute!

Mukluk strikes at the nearest xulgath, hitting once.

Niksi bolsters her allies' defenses, and dazes the xulgath near Mukluk!

oh no, Will saves, my biggest weakness: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Crit fail, I believe?

The remaining two draw their clubs and join the party.

Initiative
Rova (Thkrull at -4 hp)
Prism
Yellow
Blue, -14 hp, stunned
Green
Mukluk
Niksi
Red
Purple

Fort: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 1 = 14 Sure, it's only my best save. Thanks, dice bot

Rova gags as the stench hits her, overpowering Thkrull's own animal smell.

"Thkrull, don't let them hurt you!" she calls out, firing arrows at the xulgath Mukluk hit attacking blue, though the horrible smell and awkward angle from atop her elephant make it hard to hit.

Action 1: Command an Animal
Action 2: Strike
Action 3: Strike

+1 Shortbow (deadly d10, magical, 60 foot range, reload 0): 1d20 + 10 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 1 - 1 = 11
Piercing damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Shortbow (iterative: 1d20 + 10 - 5 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (11) + 10 - 5 + 1 - 1 = 16
Piercing damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Fort: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 1 = 20

Thkrull has smelled far worse than his current attacks with his mighty nose, and he lays about him, kicking and slashing with his tusks. How dare they cut him? They'll learn that he won't tolerate that ever!

Action 1: Strike vs. blue (or purple if blue is dead)
Action 2: Strike vs. blue (or purple if blue is dead)

Foot: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Bludgeoning damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Tusk (agile): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Piercing damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Fort Save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Prism comes up behind the Xulgaths as her hair flares and twirls with the brightest colors she has yet conjured. The rainbow waves swirl down to her fingertips and leap across the air to quickly blind the Xulgaths. Just then her stomach turns for the worst as the stench causes bile to rise in her throat.

Cast Color Spray on red, green and purple. Sickened DC is 18

Rova's first arrow goes wide out of her concern for Thkrull. Her second finds its mark, just barely.

Thkrull's powerful stomp takes down the blue one and does a sizable hit to the purple one.

Prism darts out from the tree with a dazzling display of colors.

red Will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
green Will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
purple Will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Welp.

All three claw at their eyes angrily!

The green one lashes out at Thkrull, despite not being able to see.

blinded, DC 11 flat check: 1d20 ⇒ 20
club: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
ouch!: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

blinded, DC 11 flat check: 1d20 ⇒ 6
club: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (16) + 9 - 5 = 20
ouch!: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Looks like one hit for 7 points

The yellow one, intent on taking home an elephant, moves around to get a flank.

dagger: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
ouch!: 1d4 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + (5) = 12

dagger: 1d20 + 10 - 4 ⇒ (1) + 10 - 4 = 7
ouch!: 1d4 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + (6) = 13

But he fails miserably.

Initiative
Rova (Thkrull at -11 hp)
Prism
Green, dazzled
Yellow
Mukluk
Niksi
Red, stunned 1, blinded 1 round, dazzled
Purple, -10 hp, stunned 1, blinded 1 round, dazzled

Round 2

Action 1: Strike.
Action 2: Strike.
Action 3: Strike.

Mukluk lunges out to strike at purple.

Melee@Purple:
ColdyVonPierceFace: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 13 + 1 = 31 to hit;
P: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8 cold iron damage
If crit: 2d10 + 8 + 2 + 1d10 ⇒ (1, 2) + 8 + 2 + (10) = 23 cold iron piercing damage.

Melee:
The Poker: 1d20 + 12 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 12 - 4 + 1 = 29 to hit;
P: 1d4 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6 cold iron damage
If crit: 2d10 + 8 + 2 + 1d10 ⇒ (6, 5) + 8 + 2 + (9) = 30 cold iron piercing damage.

Melee:
The Poker: 1d20 + 12 - 8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 12 - 8 + 1 = 11 to hit;
P: 1d4 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6 cold iron damage

@GM Kate Thkrull only took 5 because of inspire defense
@Mukluk Are those +1’s to attack and damage supposed to be from inspire courage? Niksi is doing inspire defense

Niksi continues empowering her allies’ defenses as she attacks another xulgath’s mind. Daze vs Purple again for 4 more damage. I think it’s will DC 20 for the basic will save

Action summary: Inspire Defense, two actions to daze

Poop. -1 from all the things. :(

Mukluk feels more defended and less inspired as he notes a different note in Niksi’s song.

It’s a +1 to AC and saves AND gives you physical resistance 2 (which will go up as we level) so hopefully people won’t drop as easily!