GM.Kashka's Master of the Fallen Fortress [core] (Inactive)

Game Master Andrew Torgerud

Watched as his friend fell into a slump, a wild squeal then nothing.

His eyes widened as the boar fell. He saw a light come from Fat Penguin, but by then the orcs mind had already formed a plan of revenge.

In a gibbering language, he took a small step back and began his chanting...

5 foot step, and casting Summon Natures Ally 1, swapping out Shillelagh

Urk felt the teeth, the tail, it hurt.

A lot.

Then he was prancing in wildflowers, chasing butterflies, happily snorting along the way.

Back in the real world, however, his body twitched slightly.

Gronak squints his eyes as he spits spiders out of his mouth, trying to ignore swarm as best he can.

Fortitude vs Distraction: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

He heaves his sword, which suddenly seems a bit heavier than it was a few moments ago.

Greatsword: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 1 + 1 = 9
Damage: 2d6 + 6 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (1, 3) + 6 - 2 + 1 = 9

Not wanting to stick around in the swarm of spiders, the Kellid steps past the croc, hoping he is suitably distracted by his new meal.

Provoking if the animal can take an AOO while currently grappling the pig.

Fortitude vs Poison: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Wrofyx does his best to save the pig's life while Gronak finds himself weak and weary in his feeble attempts to swing his sword.

Balenar casts a spell on the crocodile, while maintaining his inspirational story.

will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Meanwhile, the Troglodyte grins at Gronk, and reaches out to touch him with fire.

touch atk: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
fire damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Gronak is burned by the flame... As the spiders crawl all over Wrofyx and the crocodile.

damage Wrofyx: 1d6 ⇒ 5
damage croc: 1d6 ⇒ 6
damage Urk: 1d6 ⇒ 3

fort save Wrofyx: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
fort save Urk: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 - 2 = 3
str damage: 1d2 ⇒ 2

As Urk is slowly devoured but continues to breathe... The Crocodile falls unconcious as well.

Party Conditions
Inspire Courage +1

Party Initiative Round 3 - Bold may Act!
Troglodyte produce flame in hand
Spider Swarm
Ringo -8hp, sickened
Wrofyx -5 hp fort save at start of turn vs distraction, fort save at end of turn for poison
Urk -25 hp, -3 str, prone, poisoned, sickened, dying
Dragos -5hp
Lugrok
Gronak -8hp, -2 str
Balenar Inspiring

”Our Lors in Iron, guid my blow!” cries out Dragos, as he once more channels the destructive energy of the god of war.
Destructive smite, flank: 1d20 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 + 1 = 7
Destructive smite, flank, reroll, damnit. : 1d20 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 2 + 1 + 5 = 22

Destructive smite: 2d6 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1, 1) + 3 + 1 + 2 = 8

Ringo advances towards the flame wielding troglodyte. Hack, cough..."You killed Urk, you bastard!"

PA: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 2 - 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 - 2 - 1 = 102d4 + 4 + 1 - 2 + 3 ⇒ (4, 2) + 4 + 1 - 2 + 3 = 12
reroll: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 2 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 1 - 2 - 1 + 2 = 16

Fort vs Distraction: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Wrofyx draws a flask of acid and slams it into the swarm at his feet

Fort vs poison: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

so Retcon - Dragos dropped the very dead crocodile and Balenar cast his spell unsuccessfully on the Trog.

Wrofyx throws her vial...

touch: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
miss square, 1 is south: 1d8 ⇒ 3
but misses, hitting the railing to his left.. splashing only himself and Urk.

Ringo swings on the trog but unfortunately misses.

Party Conditions
Inspire Courage +1

Party Initiative Round 3 - Bold may Act!
Troglodyte produce flame in hand
Spider Swarm -1 hp
Ringo -8hp, sickened
Wrofyx -6 hp
Urk -25 hp, -3 str, prone, poisoned, sickened, dying (stabalize check)
Dragos -5hp
Lugrok
Gronak -8hp, -2 str
Balenar Inspiring

Lugrok finishes his casting, a small blue-skinned, large eyed creature appearing in front of him. He points to the mite then to the swarm, and nods.

The mite looks at Lugrok then at the swarm, and starts staring at it.

Lugrok then moves just outside the swarm, pulling Urk from within it to try and save his friend.

Lugrok move action, then simply pulls Urk from the swarm. Mite uses Wild Empathy to control the Swarm. If successful, he will have it move and stay with the trog.

Mite Wild Empathy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Stabilize check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

"I don't know what you are saying, but I don't like it!"

Gronak screams out as he launches a relentless assault against the large trog.

Greatsword: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 1 + 1 = 9
Damage: 2d6 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (2, 2) - 2 + 1 = 3

He then steps to the side of the "throne", giving Ringo the opportunity to attack from behind.

Knowing that his compatriots are falling, at least the boar, Dragos opts for a strong offense over defense. He is concerned about healing the swarm, but he also realizes that the swarm will go away if the summoner dies.

"I have acid in my belt pouch. Use it if you want!"

He channels energy to heal.

Channel to heal: 1d6 ⇒ 1 I am sick of this RNG...

The party struggles to save Urk while fighting hard... Balenar sees only one way to for sure save Urk... He casts a spell then he runs forward, past Wrofyx right into the swarm.

will save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20 no effect

The Troglodyte continues to fight, and uses the fire again on Gronak

melee touch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
but misses and 5 foot steps near Ringo.

The swarm overtakes the crocodile body and Wrofyx while biting at Balenar.

damage Wrofyx: 1d6 ⇒ 5
damage Balenar: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Wrofyx Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Balenar fort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Party Conditions
Inspire Courage +1

Party Initiative Round 3 - Bold may Act!
Troglodyte produce flame in hand
Spider Swarm
Ringo -7hp, sickened
Wrofyx -10 hp, dc 11 fort save vs distraction at start of turn
Urk -25 hp, -3 str, prone, poisoned, stable
Dragos -4hp
Lugrok
Mite
Gronak -7hp, -2 str
Balenar -5hp, Inspiring

Lugrok snarls loudly, his tusks bared as he roars and rushes at the trog with his greataxe in hand.

The mite tries once more to control the swarm.

Urk breathes shallowly, but is alive!

Great axe attack: 1d20 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 - 2 + 1 = 51d12 + 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 3 - 2 + 1 = 14
REROLL Great axe attack: 1d20 + 2 + 2 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 2 + 2 - 2 + 1 = 171d12 + 3 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 2 + 1 = 5

Mite vermin: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

The mite then disappears after it directs the swarm at the trog, if successful.

Once more, Dragos calls upon the blessings of Gorum.
Casts bless

He then moves up next to the enemy.

If the trog has either a drawn weapon, or still active fire in hand
Ringo drops his guisarme and quick draws his greatsword in its place, while stepping over to setup a flank. He readies his attack for when he has a flank partner vs the trog.
readied power attack w flank: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 + 2 - 2 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 1 + 1 + 2 - 2 - 1 = 192d6 + 4 + 1 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (5, 6) + 4 + 1 + 3 - 2 = 17

As his allies close in on the large trog, Gronak presses his attack.

”Your fire cannot hurt me!”

He taunts as he moves to flank with Ringo.

Greatsword: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 6 - 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 18
Damage: 2d6 + 6 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (1, 4) + 6 - 2 + 1 = 10

Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Wrofyx casts a spell which produces the sound of a snarling wolf behind the troglodyte.

Casting ghost sound hoping to possibly give the troglodyte something else to think about. DC11 will save

Lugrok steps up and delivers a small hit on the Trog... as he faces the latest threat... both Ringo and Gronak use the distraction to slice open the Troglodyte's guts.

Wrofyx and Balenar dive out of the swarm puking before the swarm disappears.

combat over

"That, [cough], was a better test...as well as an indicator of needing nose plugs? Ringo comments wryly as he moves to collect his discarded equipment.
"Now lets see what it was hiding up here and tend to our injuries."

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Breathing heavy over the downed foe, the ork grips his axe tightly. After a moment of silence, he turns and moves to his friend, lying on the ground.

He places a hand on the board stomach, then lowers his head.

"He still lives, thank Nature, but will be some time before he will walk again."

He looks up at the others all around the area.

"Is everyone else alright?"

With a small wave, the mite disappears in a puff of blue smoke.

Balenar stands up from his hunched over vomitting position.. wipes his mouth and casts Cure Light wounds on the Boar twice.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"That is the extent of my magic this day..."

Ringo finds a key, masterwork scimitar, and a cloak of resistance +1 on Tassakar's body.

The large wooden chest holds Tasskar’s treasure, some of it gathered from within the Fallen Fortress: a masterwork short sword, 15 cold iron shurikens, two flasks of acid, a potion of cat’s grace, a potion of lesser restoration, a wand of summon monster I (CL 3rd, 9 charges), an amethyst worth 100 gp, and 247 gp in assorted coins.

Wrofyx walks over to Lugrok "I am barely on my feet." Then sits and pets the boar's side. "Well fought my friend, hang in there we will get you all healed up soon."

He looks up at the rest of the party "Technically I supposed that could have gone worse, as we are all still alive. Dragos how are you for healing spells, I'm out. Balenar, I noticed a scroll of moderate healing in your gear when we found it, if needed would you be willing to use that on Urk as carrying him out of here could prove difficult?"

Gronak wipes some of the trog’s blood from his face, cleans the viscera from his blade and sheaths the weapon. He turns back to the party, grinning broadly.

”That was the sort of fight I was looking for, too bad we did not climb here first. Now that the beasts have all been slain, do we claim this tower for the Pathfinder’s Society?”

The big ork looks at Balenar, nodding.

"I will be sure he knows of your kindness today."

Looking over at Wrofyx, he shook his head.

"I can carry him back to the city from here. He is breathing more easily now and we can wait until we arrive back before using anything more. Tend to the others with any magic we have left."

He set the axe across his back, then hefted the boar across his shoulders evenly. Settling in his stance, he waits for the group to move on.

Ringo winces some as he secures his equipment, "Ow, that's a sore spot...and that's quite painful too..." His voice trailing off some.

Well, we survived this trial. Hopefully our return trip will be uneventful.

Looking over the battered crew in the room, "Perhaps it'd be worthwhile to spend the night and rest here, as we seem to have secured it. We can then heal up and return more easily?" He inquires of everyone.

Wrofyx looks up from his position still sitting on the floor. "I think Ringo has the right of it. Not sure about the rest of you but if we run into anything stronger than a good wind on the way back I'll probably need carrying too.'

Dragos, seeing his team mates victorios, once again channels the power of his Lord in Iron.
channel three times: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 4) = 8

Is there anything else?"

"Your god blesses us well, Dragos," Wrofyx hops to his feet, "Shall we away from this place then?"

"Gorum is the greatest!" Exclaims Ringo. "I suppose we should be fine returning today, now that our injuries have been attended to."

Another key...

"Didn't we have another door that wouldn't open a couple levels back?"

"Yeah, I think so. Let's make sure that we've checked everything."

"Okay, I believe it was the level with the two altars?"

"We can double check everything on the way down. Make sure that we haven't missed anything."

”We broke through one door that only had a broken ledge and many bats. We could go back and see what else was there.”

“Anyone need these?” Gronak gestures at the acid flasks, wand, and other items from the chest.

"I'll take one of the flasks, in case we have to deal with another swarm of things."

The glowing light washes over both Lugrok and Urk, sewing together the wounds either of them suffered. It was still, quiet. That is, until Urk opened his eyes and realized he was no longer on the ground, but over someones shoulders.

I CAN FLY!

Urk started running, thinking he had to move his legs in order to fly from where he was. Excited, he squealed more, his jubilation could be told by his movements and sounds.

FASTER! FARTHER! WHEEE!

Lugrok was taken by surprise has his little friend suddenly started moving. Not simply twitching or slight movements, but complete and utter range of motion like Urk was trying to get away. The multitude of minor kicks to Lugroks head made him realize lifting the boar may have been a mistake of pig like proportions.

The ork quickly dropped to a knee in order to let them boar to the ground, his head aching slightly from the myriad blows received.

"Urk, friend! You are well!

Lugrok hugged Urk tight, a broad smile crossing the orks face.

Ringo laughs seeing Lugrok struggle with the wiggling piggy on his shoulders. "Now that's going to make our return trip easier! Quite the sight, I shall remember fondly for quite a while."

Wrofyx chuckles as he watches the escapades from Lugrok & Urk before turning to Dragos, "I am glad you are with us, and that your God chooses to bless us with healing. I feel much better & it is quite good to see Urk back on his feet."

"Aye. The beast fought well. Better than I did, if the truth be told."

The big ork looked over his newest companions. He stood, still brushing the ratty mane of hair on Urks head.

"Urk thanks you for the attentions your God gave. I thank you for keeping my friend alive."

He nodded, then looked about.

"Are we done here, or do we have anything else to discover in this broken tooth of a tower?"

The party makes short work of scouring the Tower on their way down, though they leave the swarms of bats alone.

The party's trip back to Absalom is uneventful. Balenar looks very pleased upon walking through the gates and takes a deep breath. "Thank you so much. I was losing hope that I would see these walls again."

He leads you to Xar'z Sapphire Emporium, where once again you find yourselves served food, and each chair has fresh paper and pens waiting for you. Balenar sits and eats a few bites before starting his report.

Ringo sits himself down in an adjacent chair, "It was an adventure for sure, and I'm glad we found you just in time!" he says to Balenar, as he selects a parchment and pen.

Ringo turns to face his companions, "It would be a pleasure to see you all again for another mission in the future." he says with excitement.

Lugrok stares at the pen and paper, then at the food. Deciding which was more important first, he grabbed some of the grub and chowed down. Tossing Urk a number of choice bits too, they both simply sit on the ground, grunting and chewing loudly.

After some time, and rather small amounts of mess, the ork finally takes a seat and starts scribbling down notes from what happened. It wasnt pretty. It was legible, words wise.

The pictures were rudimentary but effective at least.

"You may call on us at any time. We will be glad to continue to adventure with you all. I think Urk is very happy to have known you as well."

"I imagine that I should take the opportunity to fight again in the future, should it come up."

Gronak fills a plate of food and joins the rest in the circle of chairs.

"Well done friends! We faced no demons this day, but still faced some worthy challenges. I would stand with you again against more fearsome foes, perhaps after learning a few things from these wizardly allies of yours." He nods to Balenar and smiles broadly.

After scooping the last of the food into his mouth, he grabs the pen and paper, as well as pulling a spellbook from his pack. He seems prepared to do something, but seems uncertain as to what that may be.

Wrofyx helps himself to some food and then begins writing his report. After a few minutes of writing, he looks up at his companions.

"I also would be happy to embark on an adventure with you all again. Not only did we all come back alive, but you all have given me my 3rd name," he shrugs at the confused looks from his new friends, "It's a gnome thing. Henceforth I shall be known as Wrofyx Kesgalna Fat-Penguin Nackl"

He tosses a chunk of meat over to Urk, "Enjoy my brave & valiant friend."

"Fat Penguin. HAH. Your mother will be pleased after the belly laugh that gave her." says a voice before the laughing blue gnome appears at the head of the table. "I can't believe how many neighbors she told that story to before I even had time to escape!"

He looks over at the minstral. "Good to see you in one piece Balenar. I certainly hope this covers the favor I owed you."

He turns back to the group. "So what mischief did you get into on your journey? I see a number of you are writing out your reports - that is good to see. You may make fine Pathfinder agents yet."

"Reports? Yeah, we killed some bad guys. They tried to kill us. Many of them stunk. We killed them. I healed everyone, over and over and over. The pig did most of our fighting. I pronounce him to be WarPig Ulf, favored of Gorum."

"Warpig Urk. What do you think, my friend?"

He looked over at Urk, who wagged his tail both triumphantly and proudly. It almost looked like he was strutting slightly as he walked about.

"He likes it. Thank you, Priest Dragos."

Lugrok looked over at Xar'z, nodding.

"Stench filled enemies. A couple of undead. Spiders. Bats. All interesting folk. Thankfully we found your friend before they decided to make a meal of him. I believe the pot was just starting to boil when we found the room he was in."

He jotted down a couple more things on the paper, adding badly drawn but recognizable items. He then slid it over the table to Xar'z.