GMF's Savage Tide

Game Master Fanguar

Ukufa watches the rust clad dwur leap into the well. With a shake of her head she strides over;

"Rash. Best however he does not die alone."

She too leaps in, after Bhru.

Kellan raises an eyebrow and waits for the sounds of screams of pain or sacks of meat bursting... "The kid went down here? Well damn... Gotta get my coin back somehow and neither of you look any softer to land on." Kellan gingerly climbs over the side and dangles a moment before dropping.

Phineas appears indecisive about the whole thing, glancing back and forth between Jon and the well.
“It would seem we are at a crossroads of glory. I suppose there is no wrong choice then.”
Phineas follows the others into the well.

Jon's eyes popped as Bhru dove into the well.
"What are you...?" he said.
Then Ukufa jumped in.
"Hey! Stop!" Jon shouted, reaching his hand out as if to stop her.
Then Kellan dropped.
"We need a plan!" He called out.
Then Phineas jumped and he was alone.
"Grraaaah!" Jon wordlessly shouted to the sky.
Then he hung his head in defeat. "Pack 'o ratzen fratzen..." He mumbled to himself through gritted teeth as he pulled a grappling hook out of his pack, threaded a rope through it, hooked it to the well lip and lowered himself down into the well...

sry just realizing that the guys may have not seen them drop into the well given they were a bit behind / fog etc.. my fault can backtrack if they wouldnt have seen them go in.

Well I did mention the guy jumped into the well...

TPK in a well... Paizo boards first lol

perfect! In we go!

Hard mode activated!

Map updated, just using a place holder token for Phineas at the moment. Jon assume you're still topside affixing your rope when this kicks off.

Leaping into the unknown you fall a short distance before plunging into deep cold water. Dim light filtered down from the well above illuminates the chamber. Most of this circular cavern consists of the large pool of brackish water, its surface greasy with filth and rotting seaweed, which now clings to you. The cavern is mostly natural, but you notice a couple of arrow slits that have been carved into its walls. Dripping lead pipes protrude from the walls of the twenty-foot-high cavern, including one that's nearly two feet in diameter to the east. As you get your bearings there is rumble and rush of water starts to spill out of the larger pipe. To the west and south is a five-foot wide beach of grit and gravel. A narrow tunnel leads up at a shallow angle to the west and out of sight. From that direction comes a snarl as a large crocodile trundles into view.

Everyone by Kellan is up. Please note that you are all swimming and will need to make DC10 Swim checks to be able to move or stay afloat.

sink or swim?: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 - 4 = 17

As the stubborn dwarf breaks the surface panic strikes. He begins to flail and kick as much as possible before breaking the surface, managing to stay afloat despite the armor, the strength of his limbs carrying the burden for now.

Without much other choice he heads straight for the maw of the beast, hoping to find some footing.

Swim 10ft toward shore, and the baddie.

Swim DC10: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Ukufa hits the water moments after Bhru. Mirthlessly she too kicks for shore and the grubby gravel...

Swim 15ft toward shore and Croczilla

I have a feeling Phineas isn’t the strongest swimmer, but here goes: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Phineas plunks into the water. He tries to get his bearings swiftly, but it’s been so damn long since he’s had to move with any degree of aquatic urgency. No glory just yet.

Phineas staying in place, trying to keep his head above water. He would like to swim towards the crocodile (and the shore, but more importantly the crocodile) if he can.
@Fang—I’m assuming because I only failed the check by 4, I’m sufficiently afloat but kinda stuck in place until I can make another swim check?

@Phineas: You are correct. You can't move, but you are keeping your head above water.

Skipping Jon for the moment, can retcon an action if needed.

@Bhru and Ukufa: That's enough movement to get solid footing beneath your feet.

The croc ignores Bhru and splashes into the water, aiming for a more bite sized meal.

Bite vs Phineas: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Grapple: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22 You are grappled. Also I noticed you need to add your 2nd level HP (I think I said it's average +1 per level)

From out of the darkness an arrow flies at Ukufa,
Twang: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20 damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

The party is up. For the sake of convenience anyone touching the bottom at the edge of the pool can strike at the croc.

I was previously attaching a rope to the side of the well and dropping the bitter end down where I hear the splashing about. Sounds like they found water at the bottom of the well. Go figure;)

Jon took hold of the rope at the well, then slowly slid down with an abundance of caution. Can I (human) see anything?

Swim: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

Kellan struggles ashore and draws his crossbow. I'll move north of Bhru I suppose. Doesnt look like anyone else took one but if I get an action I'll take a shot with the crossbow.

The soggy dwarf unleashes the weight of his warhammer,

Slappa' da' croc': 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
dmg?: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

With a wet shaft Bhru's grip slides a bit when striking,

'Blah! ya scaly, glorified newt!'

Ukufa draws her blade and engages the mighty croc;

(Should be a flank w/Bhru)

Flanking Melee: MW Dagger: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 2 = 18
Damage (P&S): 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Phineas continues to flap his arms in the water:
Swim, damnit!: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

“You think me an easy target then, you foul beastie!? Well given the circumstances, I suppose there’s some truth to it.”

Phineas takes a swing with the longsword:
take that!: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 6 - 2 = 22

damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

@Fang—sorry it’s been awhile since I’ve been grappled (also still getting the hang of pbp combat). Let me know if I’ve fudged anything up here and I’m happy to adjust as needed! Many thanks!

@Phin: Yup, you can attack with a 1-handed weapon with a -2 to hit.

@Jon: Enough light is coming down the well for you to see what is happening, but there is no illumination in the area itself.

Flailing around with it's prey leaves the crocodile open to attack and Bhru gives it a whack, followed a deft slice from Ukufa. In the grip of the croc's mighty jaws and trying to keep his head above water, Phineas takes a desperate swing. His blade finds purchase, striking some vital repitilian organ and the beast thrashes out in its death throes before its bite losens in death.

Another arrow comes flying out of the darkness,

Attack vs Bhru: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20 Damage: 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + (6) = 7 striking Bhru from behind. The source of the arrows still remains illusive.

Croc it is down. Party is up.

Spinnaker Jon mumbled the words for a spell, and Dancing Lights sprang into being; four light sources thirty feet away from each other, trying to illuminate the shadowy corners of the well room.

Kellan puts his back to the wall and readies his bow to return fire if he can discern where the bolts are coming from.

Perception?: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19

Call out direction if he knows and can

-7 hp noted

Bhru winces, his shoulder blades instinctively scrunching together as the arrow finds purchase. Looking for some respite from the hidden barrage Bhru makes his way forward through the only passage is his vision.

'Cmon then lads, forward. Unless yer more interested in bein' a pin cushion.'

Not sure what the lighting is in here, but Bhru will try to figure out which direction the arrows were coming from as he makes his 20ft move forward into the passage

Eye Spy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14

Ukufa croaches behind the corpse of the croc, as Bhru takes an arrow.

"Where firing from? Direction?"

She too peers through the gloom attempting to discern rough location of their sniping foe(s);

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22 Further +2 if enemy is Human

Phineas can’t really believe the swing of his sword had any sort of significant impact:

“I’ve known you all to be great and truthful comrades in our short time together, and in light of this, I have no doubt you can all agree that kill was mine...”
Phineas slaps the fallen croc on the belly:
“...and so too the lion’s share—errr, croc’s share—of the glory! I ask that you please attest to the validity of any future accounts of this poor beast’s death, however hyperbolic they may be.”

Phineas heads for the passage as well, keeping an eye out for the direction of the arrows.
Arrows?: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Jon's spell illuminates the cavern, dispelling all but the deepest of shadows, but still you fail to see anyone else in the room. The water continues to pour out of the metal pipe and your footing become more precarious as the water level rises.

While your increased scrutiny does not reveal your assailant, it does lead to a pause in the arrow fire.

Bhru moving down the passage way comes upon a wooden door set in a stone arch worked into the natural stone of the cavern. It is locked.

Jon allows himself to drop into the water. He quickly swam to the shore and followed Bhru down the passageway.
Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Do we have anyone that has lockpicking? If we don't i can start bashing this thing open, or someone who is sneakier can go look for an alternate route?

'Is this the only way t' go? Anyone able to git the lock open'

If no one can open it, will take a full round action to line up a charge and try to batter my way through, if unsuccessful will use Bhru's warhammer to bash away at it.

Bullrush: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Damage = 4

Spikes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Spike dmg?: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

"I haven't any lock picking talent Bhru... Smash it!"

Kellan splashes into the water to get a peek down the other direction they haven't explored. He too will make an attempt to stay out of sight if he can.

Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

"Easy lad, let me take a crack at it." Said Spinnaker Jon.
Taking his small pouch of fine tools, he un rolls them and starts probing for the internal workings of the lock.
Disable Device: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Ukufa maintains her overwatch as her companions approach opening the door with a combination of guile and brawn;

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 +2 if foes are human

Bhru slams into the door. It splinters and creaks in the frame, but doesn't quite give way. Stepping forward, Jon takes a subtler approach and quickly picks the lock.

The door opens with a creak and hangs askew on bent hinges. Beyond it in a long unlit coridoor. At its far end stands another door.

Phineas steps into the unlit corridor with caution, sword at the ready:
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Looking back over his shoulder Kellan sees the door is open, "Nice work lads we pressing on?"

Can't even Crack that perception, so no roll here...

'No goin back then lads. This is what we came fer Master Flaunce. Glory. Guessing from those arrows they know we're here. Onwards then.'

Bhru starts off down the hallway. Trying to keep notice of anything out of place as he goes.

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

Summoning his Dancing Lights over his head, Jon peered down the hallway.
Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (12) + 0 = 12
Seeing everything is all clear, he followed his companions down the corridor.

Kellan follows allowing Ukufa rear guard. He strains to notice anything out of the ordinary.

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

As far as dank subterranean tunnels go, this one seems alright. The door at the end of the hallways appears to be in slightly better condition that the last one. It too, is locked, though with the same style of lock that Jon had little difficulty with.

Perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (4) + 0 = 4
Peering at the lock, Jon took his small pouch of fine tools, and started probing for the internal workings of the lock.
Disable Device: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Kellan places his hands on Jon's shoulder giving him Guidance should he need it...

From her rearguard position, Ukufa tilts her head curiously;

DC15 Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Her face hardens, and she hisses a warning;

"Hurry. The hornet's nest is stirred. They prepare."

Jon fumbles with with lock, and can't quite get it to let go at first pass, Jon DD: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27, but manages to get it on the second try.

The room beyond is also unlit and a closed door stands to the east. The room is circular with a domed ceiling rising high above you. In the center of the room hangs a wooden ladder that runs up all the way to a wooden trap door in the center of the ceiling above.

Also, it's kind of tight quarters in here, so a rough marching order would be useful. I figure Bhru is first through the door, and Kellan is in the rear, but let me know if there is any preference for the middle 3.

Kellans cool with rear suddenly...

Once again Kellan strains to notice anything unusual about the room he can barely yet see from his position at the rear of the group.

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

So it appears to be a room eh...

I can be number 2.

Ukufa will go No 3 in the middling group. Close enough to keep Kellen safe :)

happy holidays folks!

Bhru nods to his companions and heads over the threshold.

'On we go lads, only one door ahead o' us.'

Heading into the room, Bhru will try to open the door on the east wall.

K that works. Most of the time it's not going to be an issue, but this area has tight quarters by design.

Also, happy new year's all. Going to make an effort to up the pace a bit. This AP is a corker, if we can get it rolling.

Bhru opens the door revealing a long hallway, with a door at the far end. Another door stands ajar on the south side. All of this is less interesting than the pair of grim men in leathers that stand in the all, one of which letting loose a bolt at the door's opening.

Twang vs Bhru: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 Fortunuately for the surprised dwarf, the bolt ricochets of his armour. Bhru, your FF AC is 16, not 10

Combat

17 Rogues
14 Jon
7 Kellan
4 Ukufa
4 Phineas
4 Bhru

The first rogue falls back through the door at the end of the hall, while the one in the rear looses a bolt of his own:

Twang vs Bhru: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5, which flies wide, before also falling back through the same door.

Party is up. Map is updated. Space is at a premium and the rogue will use the cramped quarters to their advantage.

Bhru flinches as the bolt strikes before steeling himself for a charge,

Double move down the hallway 40ft

'For Angraaaad!'

Kellan keeps pace with his party, allowing the martial members to maintain their marching order in the cramped hall.

Double move to wherever that lands him as above.

Phineas follows his comrades:
“Your deaths shall be our prestige, you roguish charlatans!”

Also going to double move down the hallway. Only 30ft for me though. Hope that doesn't mess up the marching order too much?

Jon moved 30 ft down the hall behind Bhru, looked for a shot and cursed like a sailor.
"I don't have a shot!"