GM Michael's Reign of Winter

Game Master Dread

After 2 hours if nothing has eaten the party, I will pack up the tent, and we can make our way into the hut.

Rorgar is sitting in the tent with Reknar who is dozing wrapped in his cloak. He sees the doll standing at the entrance closest to Reknar looking in.

at the hut, Barnaby hears Viktors warning, and turns to ask the doll...and see's nothing standing outside watching them.

Well, let's see how this goes..
The jadwiga male takes off and puts down his gear near a corner, sitting down and stretching out his legs. Viktor open his blood-red cold weather jacket open to Tegan.
"Ćómę. Şîţ ńęxţ țó mę, płęâşę? Wę ćăń ćóńşęrvę óur bódy hęâţ. Kęęp țhę ćhîłł óff bóţh óur bóńęş." The magus said in his heavily-accented Taldane.
Diplomacy (for no reason): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

Reknar slowly stops shivering, some of the feeling returning to his limbs.

I am assuming not even close to two hours have passed Rorgar. Perhaps 30mins? :/

not even. maybe 1 minute

Barnaby--and Ant--watch Victor acting weirdly, as the gnome and ant turn to see that the doll has ventured off.
That can't be good.

They then walk over to the hut doorway to look out at the tent.

"Łęț uș lęâvę țhę chęșț bę. Wę ąrę hęrę fór śhęłţęr. Ńóţhîńg mórę." The magus turns to speak to the wooden doll mostly.

"You're right. We're here for shelter. Best to put everything back like how we found it."

"Ćómę. Şîţ ńęxţ țó mę, płęâşę? Wę ćăń ćóńşęrvę óur bódy hęâţ. Kęęp țhę ćhîłł óff bóţh óur bóńęş." The magus said in his heavily-accented Taldane.

Diplomacy (for no reason): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

The wizard stares at the new addition to their party.

Tegan sets down the birdcage on the opposite side of the hut, throwing a cover over it. She turns to the gnome. "Barnaby, you're staying here in this hut too, right?" As long as the gnome and AOUS seem content, the wizard sits next to Viktor, her shoulder touching his arm. She adjusts her hood, crosses her arms over her middle, and tucks her chin into her chest to rest her eyes.

Good riddance. It's so creepy. "Hopefully what you both said will keep it away."

The wizard stares at the new addition to their party.

Tegan sets down the birdcage on the opposite side of the hut, throwing a cover over it. She turns to the gnome. "Barnaby, you're staying here in this hut too, right?" As long as the gnome and AOUS seem content, the wizard sits next to Viktor, her shoulder touching his arm. She adjusts her hood, crosses her arms over her middle, and tucks her chin into her chest to rest her eyes.

Good riddance. It's so creepy. "Hopefully what you both said will keep it away."

Viktor looked pleasantly surprised when the dark-haired wizard took the magus's offer. As Tegan sat down, the jadwiga did his best to enfold the wizard with his warm winter coat. Viktor also leaned his head forward and closed his eyes. "Şłęęp węłł, âłł."

As Viktor began to feel the heat from the dark-haired wizard beside him, he gave himself a private smile.

Small victories, Viktor, the jadwiga thought to himself as he slowly drifted off to sleep. Small victories add up.

Barnaby and Ant are still staring out at the tent, waiting for the doll to do something else.
We will stay here with you. Although, I am not certain that doll will.

WHAT THE!! WHERE DID THIS THING COME FROM!!

Rorgar moves out of the tent and yells to the hut.

Anyone loose this creepy doll??

Rorgar jumps out of the tent and screams
WHAT THE!! WHERE DID THIS THING COME FROM!! Anyone lose this creepy doll

Its then he notices the glowing dagger in the dolls hand.....

Vrixx began to laugh.

Queue creepy music

Initiative Tracker Bold may go
22-Barnaby
20-Reknar
20-Tegan
18-Thora
17-Viktor
4-Rorgar

Of course, the D20's are always going to try and kill me. :b Just a reminder, I cannot be caught flatfooted.

Dotting

Apologies! Somehow, I missed we went into Initiative!

Barnaby watches the creepy little doll pull a sharp creepy knife out of its pockets.
Tricksy dolles!

The gnome calls Ant and they both climb back down the creepy chicken legged hut and back toward the tent.

Da doll! Da doll! Da doll is on....err...danger! Danger!

Double move

Round 1

Tegan flinches, opening her eyes and looking around. She hadn't fallen asleep yet. She stands up (move) and scowls at the birdcage on the opposite side of the hut. She didn't find the situation amusing like the fey did.

The wizard climbs out of the window closest to her. (standard)

Beregdur was riding Bianca moving with difficulty through the heavy snow, following obvious tracks through the snow...recent tracks. a Gnome or a halfling, a giant ant? 3 humans and a dwarf by the look of it. Behind him leading her Pack animal was Opal. They had met a short time ago, both investigating this unusual cold weather that had hit semi tropical Taldor. They had heard scrams suddenly from ahead.

WHAT THE!! WHERE DID THIS THING COME FROM!! in a deep baritone voice then Anyone loose this creepy doll??

Da doll! Da doll! Da doll is on....err...danger! Danger! in a higher tenor voice.

strange screams to be sure.

As Barnaby and Ant crawled back out the hut and down the tree size chicken legs and heads toward the tent where the doll stood holding a knife menacingly ...strangely. in her hand which was straight by her side. Not like a fighter brandishing a blade. It was creepy for certain.

Reknar heard both Rorgar and Barnaby and awoke from his doze to see the doll just a few inches from him, looking at him strangeley through the gemstone eye and mirror eye. The dolls head was cocked to one side. no features changed on the face. what drove him to action was the 8 inch needle like blade it held in its hand straight tout from where the hands hung at its side. He sat up scrambling backward until he could get out the tent. He was still staggered from the numbing cold and found his limbs not moving as fast as he would want and couldnt stand up yet. So he sat with his butt in the snow.

Tegan heard the screams as well heard Barnaby saying the doll was doing something it shouldnt be, saw Vrixx begin to laugh uncontrollably in its fey laugh.

she stood opened a window and crawled out dropping the 15 feet to the snow. She fell funny and had a slight twist to her angle as she hit the snow., and felt a little harder ground from a rocky higher part.

dex check dc12: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

damage from fall: 1d6 ⇒ 1

The Doll quickly stalked forward in the snow throught he tent to climb up on Reknars legs stabbing forward with the dagger it held emotionless. mechanically. The blade stabbed into his chest and Reknar felt the cold spreading even further in his body before he collapsed in the snow....bleeding out.

attack vs AC18 save vs paraysis DC12 length of paralysis: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 311d2 - 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) - 1 + (2) = 21d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 61d4 ⇒ 2

Initiative Tracker Bold may go
22-Barnaby
20-Reknar Needs Save DC11 to stabilize and paralyzed for 2 Rounds
20-Tegan
18-Thora
17-Viktor
15-Beregdur
7-Opal
6-Vrixx
4-Rorgar

init Opal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
init Beregdur: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Vrixx: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Am I on init 18 or 15 GMMichael?

Beregdur looks at the mad scene in front of him, looking at the man with his life's blood spurting in the snow, the doll standing on his legs. He could feel Bianca tensing underneath him, the unnatural killer doll unnerving her...

He shouts "Ho the camp! Killer Doll!", as he heels Bianca forward at a walk (to get within casting range, 30 ft, and no further), and mutters a spell to save the poor man being stabbed to death... He also unslings his shield.

Walk Bianca forward, guide with knees (free action)
cast Stabilize cantrip on Reknar (standard action)
ready shield (move action)

Ride: 1d20 + 1 + 3 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (15) + 1 + 3 + 2 + (1) = 22 vs dc 5 guide with knees
1 rank+3 trained +2 dex +1d6 free inspiration

Concentration: 1d20 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 4 = 25 vs DC 10+0 (riding on a mount)
2 levels +4 wis

15 Beregdur. oops for my typo

Upon visibly seeing the tracks ahead in the snow, and hearing the shouting in the distance, she begins to tie up her pack animal. Just the previous night, the ranger-esque companion of hers had given the stinky, lumbering beast a name and breathed face to face in its nostrils. The act had made her gag, but then he had revealed its name. Clannoch.

"Okay, Clannoch?...or whatever. Stay here."

Her tie-down is loose and she trusts more in her command given to the beast. The tie-down is mostly just a throw of her harness lead over a branch (Free Action) as she rushes forward. In the short distance, she can see very little. Ahead are many trees blocking her line of sight, but she thinks she can see...a hut with chicken legs?

"Hello! We are here to help!" she cries out to them. Whether she can get to them before they have perished is another matter. Her snow shoes, however, most certainly help in the difficult, snowy terrain (Double Move).

Now that I have the map, I must revise the above; I have moved a double with Bianca, and I am not even sure I can see Reknar, and I am definitely out of range for a stabilize cantrip...

Carefully guiding Bianca, Beregdur picked a path through the ice humps, closing in on the mayhem ahead...

Double move guiding Bianca with knees... While doing so, ready shield.

Will get something up later today.

Quickly grabbing his axe(AOO offered), Rorgar will try to knock the doll out of the tent.

This creepy arsed doll just stabbed Reknar

Will make the rolls as soon as I see the results of the AOO

The doll is tiny. it cannot attack anyone unless its in their space.

Barnaby--and Ant--slug through the snowy foliage with grime determination (for small folk).

This creepy arsed doll just stabbed Reknar

"Whâţ!" The magus grabs his gear and attempts to drop down to help the others against the doll.

attack: 1d20 + 1 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 2 - 4 = 6 Power Attack
BAB, STR, sitting (AKA Prone)
damage: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 S

Only to misjudge the height of the doll and has his axe cross over the head of the doll.