GM Losonti's Wrath of the Righteous (Inactive)

Game Master Losonti

"Amelia, do you know what S.V. stands for?" Benedic asks their captive lightly. "Someone from whom Hosilla was taking orders, it seemed?"

I suggest we pull up the rope; and leave it for exploration after we clear out the rest of the stronghold.

Tristan will prepare to continue with other door.

Massielo continues with Tristan, ready to enter the next room.

Greta's smile falters briefly as the others continue to seem to favor exploration over getting to the surface as quickly as possible. She follows Tristan towards the final door, but as she goes she calls out to Amelia, "how do we get back to the surface as quickly as possible?"

Tristan, this isn't related to anything going on right now, but I forgot to have you do this earlier. Please make a Fortitude save.

Amelia shakes her head in response to Benedic. "She wasn't the sharing type. 'Go here, do that, or I'll kill you!' was more her style."

At Greta's question, she points to the ladder leading up and out of the trophy hall. "Right up that way."

Tristan opens the remaining door, which leads to what appears to be a crude pantry. A rack of hooks hangs from the ceiling, cured slabs of meat dangling from them and filling the room with a smoky aroma. A group of barrels appears to hold other preserved foodstuffs.

Thinking back to the kitchen, you remember the butchered direrats on the tables, along with what you suspect may have been the remains of humanoids.

"Thanks," Greta says to the prisoner with a smile, "does this bring us right into the city or are there more tunnels to go through still?" I apologize if we went over this already- I'm on medication right now and my brain ain't workin' too good.

Once Tristan has established that the final door is merely a pantry, she announces, "Alright, so, unless anyone has a really strong desire to go swimming, it's time to head up and see how bad things really are in the city..." Then she leads the way to the ladder and up it.

"Thanks," Greta says to the prisoner with a smile, "does this bring us right into the city or are there more tunnels to go through still?" I apologize if we went over this already- I'm on medication right now and my brain ain't workin' too good.

It doesn't help that we ooc talked about something a month ago. No worries, we'll all make that mistake a time or two.

Junior checks his notes, I think that is the way to the surface. Don’t worry I just recently installed a hair drying feature." He climbs down after stripping down to his undergarments.

Climb? 10 plus Alter self: 10 + 3 + 1 = 14
Swim? 10 plus Alter self: 10 + 3 + 1 = 14

Junior- if you're in the form of something with a swim speed you might not have to roll a swim check (although if the current is as strong as it sounds you will), and I think you'll get a +8 racial bonus if you do. That said, maybe look at how strong the current is before you try anything because if its strong enough to make a roaring sound then there's a reasonably good chance that jumping in may be suicide.

I am currently an android. And well Junior is a fool so my action stands. If for some reason I see a way forward without swimming, I'll take it and report back. Totally blanked that I could get a swim speed.

Massielo is anxious to go to the surface, but he understands Junior's desire to check the water. He touches him on the shoulder, letting out the golden glow, linking their life force.

Trading Greta's link to Junior.

Alter Self

The spell can give you a swim speed, but not water breathing. Personally, I like the Darkvision (since I don't have it) and Scent....

I don't want to derail the thread but, if you read the polymorph rules, there's a (pretty strong IMO) case to be made that gaining a swim speed via alter self also grants you water breathing. We can discuss in the discussion thread if you want.

The Inquisitor takes out his dragon scale, activating it Heightened Awareness 190 minutes. Tristan will check out both ladder and door for traps and such.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

Fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Tristan coughs and sniffles....

While the rope is quite old, Junior has no trouble descending into the lower cavern. Down here, the current is slowed somewhat by the wider, but it still flows at a decent pace from south to north. The ceiling dips below the water level in both directions, and it is impossible to tell where the river goes from there. Looking down into the clear water, Junior can see pale fish darting to and fro, looking for food.

"Its rather nice down here! Tempted to wash the last couple of days off." Junior scans the area for magic before heading back up.

Detect Magic
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Nothing in the cavern detects as magical, but something in the water bumps against Junior's leg. When he looks down, though, there's nothing there.

Tristan stands over the pit. Not being able to see in the darkness; the Inquisitor alternates between casting Light on a rock, dropping in down there, and casting Create Water; aiming for Junior.
Find anything yet?

something in the water bumps against Junior's leg. When he looks down, though, there's nothing there.

I think this is the cue to leave

Climb: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 = 8

Junior goes to climb back up but then gets a face full if water. "Aaahh! I'm under attack!" That should still let me climb a knotted rope. Junior thinks about chiding Tristan but then realizes that the water clinging to his clothes shows off just enough of his well toned musculature to make a monk blush. He smiles and poses for his fans.

i don't know what i expected on the other side of that link, but that wasn't it

Though he has little trouble ascending the ladder, in his haste Junior churns the water, obscuring the depths somewhat.. He's barely more than a few feet above the waterline when an enormous fish, white as a bone and easily the length of a human, lunges for him with its freakishly long mouth full of jagged teeth. Fortunately for him, it falls short and crashes back into the water, allowing him to escape unharmed.

Gonna need a bigger boat?

Massielo helps Junior up and comments "I'm glad that fish goes hungry today."

Greta rolls her eyes and asks, ”so are we ready to go up now boys?”

Junior gives Greta a thumbs up as he pulls his armor back on.

Hopefully the treasure down there wasn't too important.

With everyone (finally) ready to leave, Greta leads the way up the ladder.

Caliban laughs at the interplay between his comrades, This is a good thing, we can find joy even while trapped beneath the surface and a demon army ransacking the last city we were in. They cannot defeat our spirits if we keep laughing! He offers to assist Junior in armoring so the process doesn't take as long and they can follow Greta up the ladder to face whatever challenge is next.

As they move Junior begins chanting while pointing at each of his friends in turn, "Scourgify!" With each spell completion his companions feel cleansed as if they took a hot bath complete with lavender laced soap.

Prestidigitations all around.

y'all i am so tired

At the top of the ladder, Greta finds herself standing in a foul smelling room. In the corner lies a pile of shredded cloth. You can just make out the eyeshine of a small creature watching you from inside the pile, but it makes no aggressive moves.

Continuing east is another room. A rusted iron door sits in the center of the eastern wall of this small chamber. A copper brazier hangs from the ceiling above a flimsy wooden table.

Survival: 1d20 ⇒ 14

Greta smiles appreciatively and almost says thank you to Junior as his magic cleans away the grime that had coated her. Sadly, the welcome feeling of cleanliness is not long lived before a new stink appears. Confronted by the strange door, she turns for one brief moment to look around before her growing impatience to reach the surface and see what state the city is in gets the better of her.

Turning forward again, she grabs the door handle and tries to swing it open.

Tristan nods appreciatively at Junior. The Inquisitor waits patiently at the ladder for his turn up.

Survival (Wis): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Peeking his head over the hole on the ladder, Tristan relays his findings.
I see dead people.
That means look at spoiler.

Caliban heads up the ladder, Wonderful Tristan, that is just what we needed to hear. Caliban places himself between the eye shine and the party as a protective measure.
I will cover this corner while we move forward. Cannot be too careful.

Getting in color spray range, in case things erupt from the rags.

Massielo smells himself after the artificial bath and thanks Junior "I think this is the first time I've been this clean. Thank you." He follows the others up the stairs.

Assuming I notice the pair of eyes in the cloth too.

Massielo looks at the apparently small creature and attempts to gain its friendship. "Here, kitty", he says in a friendly tone.

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

Benedic sighs with relief as his body and armor are made clean, and he nods his thanks to Junior. As they continue forward, he keeps Radiance aloft to light their way, and also to act as a symbol of hope for the ragged band of survivors.

Selann chuckles and thanks Junior for the cleansing. Once he reaches the room and spots the eyes he moves to the side and readies his crossbow, hoping to not have to use it on whatever is hiding....

Appreciate everyone's patience. Still have a sleep debt but I'm paying it off now.

What pokes its head out of the nest is no cat, but an enormous rat the size of a small dog. Cautious, it creeps forward and sniffs at Massielo's hand. He seems to have won it over for now, but two more sets of eyes become visible in the nest.

Greta opens the door with no difficulty, and it opens into a room that, unlike many of the others, is mostly worked stone. This large chamber must have once been a cistern for the sewer system. Walls made of identical stone blocks hold up a lofty ceiling reinforced with elegant stone arches, while the center of the room contains a more recent-looking structure made of brick walls that reach from floor to ceiling.

Massielo looks at the rat and friends, grabs some food from his backpack and offers it. He says "Are you guys hungry? Poor creatures."

After, he follows Greta into the new room and clutches his small shield and draws his magical morningstar. He says "Careful, there may be trouble."

Keeping her hammer at the ready, Greta carefully moves to the brick structure and walks around it looking for an entrance. ”Maybe this is some kind of staircase?”

Selann holds his position watching the rats, crossbow ready. "Can anybody detect evil, or demons? Can't little demons sometimes shape change to pretend to be rats?"

Tristan nods an affirmative to Selsnn.
Detect Evil, Law, Chaos, Good

"Imps can turn into rats," Greta volunteers from the next room, "but they're devils... quasits can change shape too but I'm not sure if they can do rats..."

My last post probably should have had a perception check, I suppose.
perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

knowledge:planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

"Oh, right. Quasits."

These appear to just be regular (as much as that term can apply) dire rats. The closest one stands on its hind legs, sniffs at the food offered by Massielo, and grabs it with its claws before it begins to nibble.

The entrance to the brick structure is easy enough to find, though the pathway inside turns to the left and out of sight after only a few feet.

Tristan grins.
Rats!

The Inquisitor then takes his rearguard position.

Junior's heart squee's a little when Massielo shares a tender moment and a meal with a dire rat. But they had an important mission, "Well time's wasting." He explores the maze by holding his right hand to the wall.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Junior briefly looses track of his companions that are farther than 20ft away.

For no particular reason, please put yourselves in a marching order inside the maze. And make some Perception checks. ;)

According to the (tentative?) order in discussion...

Greta allows Benedic and his magic sword to lead the way into the maze. With her hammer at the ready, she follows close behind him while the others fall into formation. "Remember, she whispers to the priest, "several of our number are slower than you. Try not to let them fall behind just in case something comes up behind us."

perception (darkvision): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Junior draws his bow in anticipation.

Benedic nods diplomatically, holding the blazing sword aloft.

Benedic is wearing heavy armor, so his move is also only 20'. :) Poor Greta is going to be clipping his heels.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 5

Massielo walks carefully, looking up and to the sides, as if something is about to jump them from the maze.

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