[Outpost III] GM Eclipse's The Overflow Archives (Inactive)

Game Master Agent Eclipse

When the grodair grabs Lady Naysha with the tentacles for a hug, Rudlo tenses, ready to come to her aid. He hesitates when it doesn't appear hostile, and waits... watching carefully.

He follows Lady Naysha down to see the others.

"Hey, Old Man? Look what I found." He gives Fuzzzy the two magic scrolls. "Any idea what they are?"

As Ruslo engages Fuzzzy in conversation concerning the scrolls, Eranahu contemplates everything that Lady Naysha just said to them. His head is also spinning with all of the shapes she just flitted through.

Shaking the cobwebs from his head, "Right, so we can assume that his fox would want to be as far away from Grodair as possible. So, down those stairs would be far away, but he would also eventually drown. Wouldn't he want to be up high, away from the water somewhere?" Eranahu looks for places the fox could have elevated to. "Oh, but he's a wily fox, right? So he might assume that we would think that, and so he would go down those stairs to throw us off!" He laughs at his own logic. "Any direction is as good as any other. Should we start from the bottom then?"

Kiyoko nods. "Any is as good as another. Let us go from bottom to top."

"Well, we're already at the top, Lady Naysha says, pointing at the mezzanine, which is as high as the library goes. "How about we go down one floor? If we go one floor at a time, to hide from us Tricky Fox will need to go lower. Then we'll corner him in the end."

”Hooo!” Bobby says, spreading some magic from his feathers into Fuzzzy once, and then again.

Guidance. And then guidance one he uses that up.

Fuzzzy examines the scrolls with a flourish!

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 10 + 1 = 28
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 1 = 22

”Ah! Yes, I see. Definitely looks like gibberish, eh?”

”Gibberish!”

”Hooo!”

”Yes, yes,” Fuzzzy nods. ”Quite right, Bobby!” He looks at Ruslo. ”My owl says this is a scroll of Comprehend Languages and a scroll of Bull's Strength." He nods, confident in the wisdom of his owl.

”Oh! And yes. One floor down at a time, please. We’ll start and the beginning. And when we get to the end… we’ll stop.” He nods, feeling rather wise.

Ruslo chuckles and makes sure Fuzzzy holds onto the scrolls. "Nice. Thanks, Old Man. you take care of those scrolls, now."

He looks at Bobby. "And you take care of Fuzzzy."

"So this fox... Can it become an object, or just a creature?"

"Yeah, let's go top to bottom, since we're already at the top."

Fuzzzy and his companions have no trouble identifying the scrolls as the group heads down to the lower level.

The Understacks: General Archive.

As the first person gets to the bottom of the steps they are unpleasantly surprised to be stuck in almost pitch black darkness and chest deep in water. Flooding from the library above has turned this storage chamber into a treacherous bog. Feeling around they are able to grasp the flat tops of shelves that create a makeshift maze of causeways. They can help others step onto them from the stairs.

Deep Bog: 4 feet deep. Each Square is equal to four regarding movement for medium characters or they can swim. Small characters must swim.

Shelf Walkways: Free movement at half-speed. Acrobatics 5 to move at full speed.

Placed you all on the map but if you want to work out your order and a way to deal with the darkness first just let me know in your posts.

"Oh, this is creepy! Dark and chest deep water. A murder log is about to snatch us up. 'And then Eranahu said, let there be light!' Um. I don't have any torches. They were ruined on my last outing and I haven't replaced them yet. A little help?"

Eranahu will begin feeling around for a place to climb up out of the deep bog. Preferably, he would wait until there is light.

The old dwarf has no issues with the dark, he says he can provide a light if needed for the less blessed folk.

Kiyoko fishes her wayfinder out of a belt pouch, then invokes the command word and holds it aloft to shine light all around.

"Light? I don't have one of those, do I? Hmm... Let's see.... LIGHT!"

The wayfinder around Fuzzzy's neck starts to glow. He grins. "Oh! What a lovely necklace I have!"

Fuzzzy hops and bounces through the water, looking rather happy to be swimming in this strange bath house. He heads deeper in and around the corner to examine this strange little wing he found.

"Light.... Necklace.." the hat echoes.

Lady Naysha whispers something to Miss Whiskers. Soon, Miss Whiskers starts to glow.

Lady Naysha heads inside, being sure to hold Miss Whiskers high above the water. She doesn't want to get wet. Lady Naysha moves over to these books shelves and limbs up on top of them. From up top she looks around.

"Hey, Old Man! Wait up."

Ruslo follows Fuzzzy.

As the group looks around Lady Naysha is able to spot something further in. Four orbs of lights dance around in the murky water and it sounds as if singing is emanating from them.

Star on Map.

Ruslo sharp-eyed as ever spots another brass scroll case safely atop a higher shelf while following Fuzzzy down the side wing. It contains two more magical scrolls.

"Well, well. What do we have here?"

He picks up the scroll case and gives it to Fuzzzy. "Hey, Old Man. Check this out."

Lady Naysha points in the direction of the lights. "There's some twirling orbs of light over there. And singing, I think."

"Old? I'm not old! At least, I don't think I am." Fuzzzy strokes his white beard and looks thoughtful. "Hmmm... This beard does look like an old man's beard. Bobby? Am I old?"

"Old?"

"Hooo!"

Fuzzzy grins. "I'm 25." he says certainly.

He does not look 25.

He grabs the scrolls and reads them. "Ah! Gibberish!"

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

Fuzzzy almost deciphers the gibberish but it eludes him at the last moment.

The older dwarf casts Read Magic and easily deciphers the magical writing.

Old Wilmar helps out his allies revealing that they are a Scroll of Magic Circle Against Chaos and a Scroll of Slow.

Wading through the waters with her glowing wayfinder held high, Kiyoko looks in the direction Lady Naysha is pointing. "More fey?"

Eranahu blinks a couple of times, letting his eyes adjust to the multiple light sources. "That's better. And here I thought that the library would be boring!" Eranahu will have his bow out and ready.

Looking at the light sources not provided by his companions, "Lady Naysha, looks like your up again."

Looking to the rest of the group, "Did someone say that we found a scroll of 'comprehend languages?' How many people can use that? How long does it last? so much to learn"

Since everyone seems to want to go see the light, Bobby tugs on Fuzzzy's shoulder with his beak.

"Hooo!"

"Hmmm? That way? Alright."

Fuzzzy heads towards the lights with everyone else.

Lady Naysha climbs down into the water and then goes to check out the lights, being sure to keep Miss Whiskers high up in the air.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 20

Ruslo passes in front of Fuzzzy and leads the way, knowing how reckless the old man could be.

He looks at the light show...

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 (+1 higher vs. traps.

Bite: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Under the darkness of the library water Lady Naysha feels something slither between her legs. A moment later a tiny glowing worm appears from the water biting into her but the small fangs do not hurt badly.

"Tasty!"

Image in slides.

Combat Round 1: Bold may act.

Fuzzzy
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Enemy (Inside Lady Naysha's square)
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Ruslo
Kiyoko Tamahi
Lady Naysha (-1 HP)
Old Man Wilmar
Eranahu

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Active Conditions:
Water: Deep Bog: 1 square = 4 squares of movement OR swim.
Bookshelves: Half-speed or Acrobatics 5.
Knowledge (Planes): To Identify Creature.

Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

"Oh, dear! That's not very nice, little snake! I'm sure young girls aren't for eating. At least, I think I'm sure." Fuzzzy considers this then shrugs. "Yes."

He notices the longsword on his hip and smiles. "A-hah! I must be a fierce warrior! That's good."

He draws his sword as he walks through the water and drives it into the water at the snake.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

"Did you hear that!? A talking snake! And it ain't friendly!"

Sorry about the delay. Life has been getting hectic with confusion over COVID and whether we are going back to work or not.

Fuzzzy is able to identify the creature as not a snake but some type of voidworm! A creature from Limbo that is a favored familiar of wizards specializing in illusion. They dart around with wild curiosity borne of chaos. They are immune to acid and and can confuse foes with a slap of their tail.

Knowledge is power as he is able to pierce the skin of the creature as it cries out.

"Rude!"

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The worm retaliates by heading directly for Fuzzzy by slithering easily between the limbs of the group.

Tail Slap: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1 Fuzzzy: Will DC 14 save or be confused for 1 round.

Combat Round 1: Bold may act.

Fuzzzy (-3)
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Voidworm (-5)
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Ruslo
Kiyoko Tamahi
Lady Naysha (-1 HP)
Old Man Wilmar
Eranahu

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Active Conditions:
Water: Deep Bog: 1 square = 4 squares of movement OR swim.
Bookshelves: Half-speed or Acrobatics 5.

Given the order Old Horn splashes slowly through the water towards the creature.

I can't see a rhino using the bookshelves.

Leap: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (20) - 5 = 15

With a running start the old dwarf, surprisingly, manages to leap between the bookshelves. Once he makes it forward he ask Old Horn to attack.

Kiyoko hauls herself up onto a bookshelf, then dashes forward. Leaping between bookcases, she moves toward the worm. Nearing Fuzzzy, she unsheathes her katana Reitenseiya, and brings it down in an overhead slash on the worm-thing.

Can't fail an Acrobatics DC 5 at +12.

Reitenseiya, katana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Crit damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Guessing Eranahu doesn't have a clear shot with his bow from here on top of the bookcase.

Not seeing what the commotion is, Eranahu moves atop the bookcases, wobbling a bit as he goes.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (7) + 0 = 7
It still feels weird having an archer with a 0 dex bonus, lol.

"A mean talking snake?" Moving to a better vantage point. "Oh. The strangeness continues."

longbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 211d8 ⇒ 4
Deadeye Bowman trait: ignore soft cover from one character

How much damage did I take? It says 1, but you have me down for 3 wounds, but it see it has a critical threat and I don't see a confirming roll?

Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

If this is a mind-affecting affect, Fuzzzy uses his share will ability to re-roll. If he passes, he's not confused. If he fails, both he and Bobby are confused. Full details in Fuzzzy's profile.
Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

Lady Naysha chatters away in a foul sounding tongue at the snake-worm.

Sorry about that it looks like I saw different numbers when I was building the post. It is just 1 and it was mind affecting so you pass.

Critical Confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Critical Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2 That fixes the number it seems.

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Combat Round 1: Bold may act.

Fuzzzy (-3)
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Voidworm (-15)
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Ruslo
Kiyoko Tamahi
Lady Naysha (-1)
Old Man Wilmar
Eranahu

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Active Conditions:
Water: Deep Bog: 1 square = 4 squares of movement OR swim.
Bookshelves: Half-speed or Acrobatics 5.

"Hey! Get away from them! Biting people is also rude!" Ruslo grabs his grappling hook and drives it's hooks into the worm.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Piercing Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

"Are you a fox?!"

"Left meeee" the worm says with his last breath as the hooks peel the quickly dissipating creature apart.

Combat Over

As the worm fades back into the plane of Limbo the lights and sounds flicker out of existence as well. The water settles and the only noise remaining is the water dripping from the ceilings.

"What was that? Did it say, 'Left me?'"

Eranahu shakes his head and pats the rhino on the hind quarters, if it allows him.

"Everyone all right?"

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

He will attempt to retrieve his arrow and then wander around, checking things out.

"Yay, we won," Fuzzzy exclaims, sheathing his sword. A moment later he's forgotten it. "Who's we? What did we win?"

"Win!"