[AP] Iron Gods by GM Rutseg

Game Master Balacertar

Nice diplomacy!

Rūha sighs in relief that Yambul intervened with enough eloquence to halt the mad mission of these androids. Ethically, she wants to leave them with some questions to mull on to hopefully pull them away from their self-destructive path. But at the same time, she senses how close these pilgrims came to violence, and doesn't want to give them another reason to return to their earlier agenda. She simply says "I hope you find peace with yourselves as your continue your journey" as she steps out of the cave.

Once a little distance has been built, she murmurs to the others "Omed seems a cruel sort to set this lot on the path of hating themselves. I should like to speak with him if we ever come across him..."

The elfdroid nods as the kasatha speaks on Omed. "The self-destructive element is concerning."

Chaance turns to Zzvkgrogk. "Fortunately, mindless constructs aren't they only thing capable of reprogramming." Chaance nods to Yambul, glad to see the cook season his dish with words this time.

Yambul, sensing the peace is a tenuous one, backs out of the chamber with Rüha. Once they're well away though, he chastises Chaance a bit as he pats him on the shoulder in a friendly manner and with a grin on his face.

"Look, I'm fine not killing everyone we meet, but I am not giving them my gear when this is over. Stop promising more than your own you know?"

He's not that bothered by it, especially as tough as they looked. A little lie was better than death and destruction - and he's not above a little bluffing of his own from time to time.

He continues to head west with the group.

"I'll let you know when I start promising, Yambul. My question was posed as a hypothetical."

Chaance enjoys distancing herself from the android cave, prepared to take another section of the Scar in hand, and reveal its mysteries.

The cool morning air gradually gives way to the warmth of the midday sun as you leave the cave behind and continue your exploration of the valley. The rugged terrain becomes a forest as you press on to the west, but the landscape remains quiet and uneventful.

You move through two more areas without encountering any notable sites or dangers. The valley is filled with a serene stillness, the only sounds being the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant call of birds.

By midday, you arrive at the familiar river fork where you previously met Hyrsek. The gentle sound of flowing water provides a soothing backdrop as you pause to rest and reassess your plans.

The tiefling, leaning against a tree with a mischievous glint in his eyes, looks at you all and smirks "Well, well, well. Seems we are back where we met. We've survived quite a few adventures, but no Therace yet."

"How about we make this pit stop a bit more enjoyable? What do you say we have a proper lunch? I’ve got some supplies stashed nearby that would make for quite the feast. And who knows, maybe a full stomach will bring us some good fortune for whatever direction we take next" he winks, clearly relishing the idea of a leisurely meal in the midst of your journey.

"Well, well, well. Seems we are back where we met. We've survived quite a few adventures, but no Therace yet. What do you say we have a proper lunch? "

Rhoreen huffs in return.

"I've suggested going north then east repeatedly, as I'm sure that's probably where our quarry lies, to the north, then either the east or west," she smugs back. "If you had just listened to me to begin with, we'd be having a celebratory feast. However, if you have enjoyable provisions, I see no need not to enjoy them. We accomplished some things in going the wrong way again and again, so it's not like we've wasted all our time."

Rūha crosses one set of arms "I suppose it can't hurt. Though we've wandered enough already that maybe we'd be better served picking up your supplies and continuing. Maybe we can make some more ground today."

She nods to Rhor "Thanks to the Grove, we have at least a landmark to the west. Maybe we should scout out and evaluate what lies that way first, then decide whether to head north afterward?"

"Thanks to the Grove, we have at least a landmark to the west. Maybe we should scout out and evaluate what lies that way first, then decide whether to head north afterward?"

"Sure," Rhoreen says as her very wise counsel is ignored again. She only has a hunch, and it could be wrong, but that happens so infrequently, they might as well do the right thing first.

As you all settle down for lunch, the tension eases, and the atmosphere becomes more relaxed. The food is surprisingly good, and the break provides an opportunity to share stories, discuss strategies, and plan your next move. The tiefling's provisions are a welcome treat, and even Rhoreen's mood might lighten a bit as you all enjoy the moment of respite.

Hyrsek gave Rhoreen a mischievous grin while slicing a piece of cured meat "If we'd listened to you from the start, we might already be done with our quest. But think of all the lovely detours and fascinating missteps we've had! Well, that, and all the lovely loot we have gathered so far. Most places have brought us some new treasure. I'd say our collection of spoils makes all those 'wrong turns' quite worth it, don’t you think?"

After enjoying your lunch, the group presses on, following the river upstream towards the west. The terrain is rugged, and the path meandered through thick underbrush and rocky outcrops. As you venture further, the sound of the river grows louder, guiding you like a faithful companion.

By mid-afternoon, you reach a clearing where the river widens into a small, stagnant lake. The air is thick with a vile stench that makes your eyes water and your stomachs churn. Before you lays the decomposing remains of an immense alien structure, a grotesque organic hulk that sprawls across the landscape.

L1. Dropship Exterior
What great beast this enormous hulk once was is hard to say. Now it rots in the sun, the vile odor aggressively assaulting the air around it. The thing is over four hundred feet long, its bulbous body rising half that height into the sky. Vast folds of rugose fat, coils of thick mottled tentacles, greasy bulbs and slippery knobs, spiny ridges, and stranger organs lie sprawled in every direction. Patches of red fungus grow in the shady nooks on the thing, but in most places its hide is reminiscent of an elephant’s coarse skin, with patches of shiny octagonal scales and tufts of wiry hair-like growths. Pustules are scattered on its leathery surface, some of which have burst, oozing a viscous yellow-green liquid. The water around it is stained and foul, and no plant life grows within a few hundred feet of the remains.

The stench is overpowering, and everyone within 100 yards of the suppurating mass risks becoming sickened Fort DC 20 to avoid.

New Decomposing Dropship map is available!

"If we'd listened to you from the start, we might already be done with our quest … Most places have brought us some new treasure. I'd say our collection of spoils makes all those 'wrong turns' quite worth it, don’t you think?"

Whether he notices the mischief in Hyrsek’s voice or not, Zzvkgrogk heartily agrees. ”Yes! Whenever possible, save the best for last.”

~~~~

The stench is overpowering, and everyone within 100 yards of the suppurating mass risks becoming sickened

FortDC20: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 Zzvkgrock gags a bit.

Percept: 1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 17 + 2 = 37 +2 more if the Vegetable is still in effect
”Yow! See what I mean?! Careful! There’s something under the muck! ”

If given a five foot step away from the muck, Zzvkgrogk would take it.

Yambul quickly takes out his chainsaw and fires it up when Zzvkgrogk calls out the warning.

Fort: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30 vs DC 20

He gaggeth not, though he doesn't enjoy it much either as he steps (5' step) closer to the water's edge.

Fortitude Save v DC 20: 1d20 + 12 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 12 + 4 = 17

Chaance immediately grows unwell in proximity to the dropship. "Agreed. There is something here which has not been discouraged by the stench."

Chaance retreats from the water's edge, expecting something to emerge at any second.

At the ship, Rhoreen magics up. As always, take them if you want them.

1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 2 = 25 Fort

And, surprisingly, is immune from the stench. She has no explanation for it, but she avoids heaving hunks down from the heavens from where she flies, 30' up.

1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 17 + 2 = 23 Perception

"We're definitely staying out of the water. Whatever that was, it seemed big," she agrees with Zzvkgrogk.

As it's the same day I took a heroism for the androids, I think no heroism for me for this bit.

At least I think it's the same day...

Fort vs. sickened: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16 Doesn't make a difference for Ruha, but I'm assuming no heroism since its the same day.

"Revolting." Ruha watches the decomposing hulk with one hand over her forehead. "I can't imagine what monstrosity is willing to swim in the same water as that... mass. What do you all think? Anyone particularly inclined to look closer at whatever this is? I feel I could pass."

Zzvkgrogk steps back just in time as an oversized giant fish jumps out of the water and tries to snap in the air.

The creature quickly retreats to the depths of the lake until it is no more than a shadow in the murky water.

It is clear you cannot reach the entrance to this structure swimming without meeting closely with the big fish.

Indeed, same day as androids visit but afternoon.

Know Arcana(DC21): 1d20 + 18 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 18 + 2 = 25

"Aaahaa!" Zzvkgrogk cries, nearly losing his balance as he hastily steps away. "It is a Lukwata! They like to swallow magical items, but fortunately -- you can hit it with non-magical weapons if you want to get around their supernatural toughness. Also, they like to grapple and dispel your buffs with a bite! A dispel magic on it might delay that effect, though."

He gazes into the depths after the overgrown shadowy fish. "We will need to get past this to get where we need to be." He pulls out a few grenades. "I wonder if it would like to swallow these... Well, shall we press on, or take some time to prepare?"

”No magic huh?” Yambul deactivates and puts away his chainsaw… after first changing out the now empty battery.

He draws his nonmagical falchion. ”Hope I don’t get swallowed!” he chuckles, though he does have a nonmagical dagger as well as his magical one.

He’ll then, when everyone is ready, walk to the waterline, wade in a little, and slap the water with his blade. ”C’mon fishy, fishy! Let’s play!”

Rhoreen does pack a second Heroism.

1d20 + 20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 20 + 2 = 32 Know (Arcana)

Rhoreen moves up to 60' up in the air, not wanting to get close to grappling with that thing.

"We can probably avoid it, but it might be best to get rid of it while we can," Rhoreen suggests, ready to bring her magics to bear.

Looking at the tiefling, she wonders if he has non-magical solutions to help against the creature.

"Get rid of the fish? Or that decomposing colossus...?" Ruha is far from sure she wants to get close to that stench, and she's secretly hoping that the team will decide to leave the lake and everything in it alone for now and possibly the forseeable future. When Yambul doesn't hesitate to start wading in she takes out a rope and ties it between Yambul and herself, hoping that if he gets grabbed she'll serve as enough of an anchor to keep the lukwata from dragging him into the depths of the lake. "Careful now."

She readies her autograpnel for some potential "spearfishing".

As soon as Yambul splashes the water, the Lukwata starts quickly swimming towards the surface!

Zzvkgrogk and Rūha are ready to react when the fish reaches the surface, but before it engages Yambul!

Round 1: Zzvkgrogk, Rūha, Lukwata, Hyrsek, Yambul, Chaance, Rhoreen

Zzvkgrogk casts Fly. He moves up 20' out of reach of the fish, and flies to hover just in front of and over Yambul.

20' up if that suffices in keeping him out of fish reach.

"Here, fishy fishy fishy!"

Rūha readies to fire her autograpnel at the fish the moment it reaches the surface to bite at the "lure" currently dangling his feet in the shallows.

+1 Autograpnel: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21 Damage (P): 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Zzvkgrogk quickly takes flight while Rūha sees her autograpnel just splashing on the water as the fish jumps out and reaches for Yambul at the shore.
Bite-PA: 1d20 + 24 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 24 - 4 = 27
S/P/B damage+PA: 4d10 + 18 + 12 ⇒ (6, 6, 10, 6) + 18 + 12 = 58
Grab: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (9) + 32 = 41
The Lukwata snaps at the Kellid and holds it tight grasped by the arm while its teeth tears him down, bringing him onto the water, and shaking him in the air to right and left.

Round 1: Hyrsek, Yambul, Chaance, Rhoreen Round 2: Zzvkgrogk, Rūha, Lukwata

Prior to being swallowed whole (if he lives that long - 4d10! Plus a ton!) Yambul grabs his dagger, studies his opponent, and stabs!

Dagger: 1d20 + 13 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 13 + 3 = 28 (study)
damage S/P: 1d4 + 12 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 12 + 3 = 18 (study)

Zzvkgrogk descends 5 feet and levels his dragon pistol on the nasty large mouth eel.

”Take this, overgrown ganglion!”

KA-POW
DragonPistol+: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29 -Deadly Aim
For Fire, NonMagical: 1d4 + 5d6 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + (1, 1, 3, 1, 3) + 4 + 4 = 20 Zzvkgrogk Special, +Deadly Aim

That's some ridiculous damage and a big fish! Ruha tied a rope between herself and Yambul earlier, so maybe she'll be going for a ride as well if he gets swallowed...

Ruha drops her useless autograpnel and begins offering a quick spot of advice on the best points to target (Advice for +2/+2) as she moves in to support Yambul. Concerned that Yambul won't be able to sustain another similar bite, she gives quick advice on wriggling while restrained by a creature's jaws (+4 dodge to AC for 1 rd for Yambul, which should also apply to CMD) while moving into melee.

Round 1

Rhoreen moves down to save Yambul’s literal hide, and skin, and bones, and everything else. She cast DDoor and move to touch Yambul, teleporting herself and the human fish bait away and onto dry land.

Ruha saves me. I save the cook. The cook saves a bigger portion of dessert for Ruha. The circle will be complete.

Round 1

"Well, I'm at a loss. Both Einior and Tuilindo are ineffective weapons here..." Chaance turns to the others. "Anyone have something I can throw at it? I failed to consider this scenario."

The elfdroid delays, and retreats from the water's edge for now.

"So you do a little less damage - you can at least shoot!"

Yambul is upset at being so far from the action, but perhaps he and Zzvkgrogk are the only ones who can effect it. Maybe they can't fight it...

Resolved to die hurting, Yambul punches with the tip of his dagger, and opens a good wound on the fish, but this one keeps tight hold of him.

The group then comes ensemble to help Yambul, including a fast flight from Rhoreen to take the Kellid. Unable to attack opportunistically while grappling the cook, the half-elf quickly teleports him back to safety!

While that happens, Zzvkgrogk blasts the fish taking a good chunk of the fishy meat while Rūha advises making the attacks even more effective.

"Well, making it into the water is perhaps too much to ask, but this might do the work" Hyrsek drops his rapier and takes his bow, quickly studying the creature and shooting a single arrow.
mwk composite bow: 1d20 + 18 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 18 + 3 + 2 = 40
P damage+vital strike: 2d8 + 3 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5, 3) + 3 + 3 + 2 = 16
The arrow sinks deep, causing considerable damage.

The Lukwata angrily resorts to attack the closest one at fin, Rūha.
Bite-PA: 1d20 + 24 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 24 - 4 = 31
Bite-PA: 1d20 + 19 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 19 - 4 = 21
Bite-PA: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 14 - 4 = 28
The Kasatha's training extraordinary makes it seem easy as she blocks and avoids every single of the furious bites that follow!

Lukwata: 54 damage, slightly wounded
Party buffs: advise (+2)
Round 2: Hyrsek, Yambul, Chaance, Rhoreen Round 3: Zzvkgrogk, Rūha, Lukwata

Yambul steps up (5’ step) and throws his dagger, while drawing a potion of healing.

Dagger: 1d20 + 9 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 9 + 5 = 16 (study, advice)
damage S/P: 1d4 + 6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 5 = 15 (study, advice)

Well, if there's a good time for a feeble roll, it's now.

Iterative bite attacks!!! Scary. Glad Yambul wasn't in that blender.

Rūha focuses her connection to the future to yield some momentary insight into the lukwata's next moves as she continues her advice. (Spending 1 ki for +4 AC, bringing her total AC to 37 for the next round.) She follows by making a single careful strike, hoping to hit upon a pressure point and render the oversized fish senseless for a moment. (Stunning fist. DC23 Fort if this hits or stunned 1 rd)

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25 Damage (B): 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Round 1

"Magical weapon or no, it can still be damaged if it can be pierced singularly, correct?" Chaance does her best to comply, firing several arrows at the gills.

Einior...: 1d20 + 17 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 17 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 23 for 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 = 17 piercing, magical damage, including Cluster and Roo

Einior...: 1d20 + 12 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 12 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 16 for 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 = 16 piercing, magical damage, including Cluster and Roo

Einior...: 1d20 + 17 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 17 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 26 for 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 = 17 piercing, magical damage, including Cluster and Roo

Round 2

Einior...: 1d20 + 17 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 17 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 17 for 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 = 18 piercing, magical damage, including Cluster and Roo

Einior...: 1d20 + 12 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 12 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 27 for 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 = 17 piercing, magical damage, including Cluster and Roo

Einior...: 1d20 + 17 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 17 + 1 + 2 - 3 - 2 = 19 for 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 + 2 + 6 = 19 piercing, magical damage, including Cluster and Roo

Round 2

”Yeah, any kind of shot could work, but the more mundane, the better.”

Rhoreen flies back 20’ up while moving closer. She targets the creature with the mercurial effects of her skymetal rod.

Skymetal Omen: The subject of this omen is jinxed with the unquantifiable nature of skymetal. When the target makes an attack or saving throw during the next 2 rounds, it must roll twice and take the worse result. A DC 22 Will save negates this effect. 13/50.

Yambul's dagger flies far away from the Lukwata, and Rūha finds this creature is a bit more tough than the average exemplar as her punch goes wide by a couple of inches.

One of Chaance's arrows find target though, but the natural resistance to the magic attack causes the arrow to just scratch its gills.

Will DC 22: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
Rhoreen teaches it the power of the skymetal, stopping it on place with her curse.

Hyrsek keeps the arrows flying.
mwk composite bow: 1d20 + 18 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 18 + 3 + 2 = 24
P damage: 1d8 + 3 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 3 + 2 = 11

mwk composite bow: 1d20 + 13 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 13 + 3 + 2 = 26
P damage: 1d8 + 3 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 3 + 2 = 15

mwk composite bow: 1d20 + 8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 8 + 3 + 2 = 31
P damage: 1d8 + 3 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 3 + 2 = 12
And the last one impacts strong enough to pierce the tough skin.

Zzvkgrogk does something heroic!

The big fish tries to catch Rūha this time for good.
Bite: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (16) + 24 = 40
Bite: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (7) + 24 = 31
Damage: 4d10 + 18 ⇒ (5, 3, 10, 8) + 18 = 44
The Lukwata smacks her aggressively, clasping its jaws around the Kasatha's chest, but on a jinx of good luck, she goes unscathed!

Lukwata: 73 damage, slightly wounded, jinxed
Party buffs: advise (+2)
Yambul: 58 damage
Round 3: Hyrsek, Yambul, Chaance, Rhoreen Round 4: Zzvkgrogk, Rūha, Lukwata

Ruha focuses herself for a second jab right after she evades the jinxed fish's jaws. (Lets go for another stunning fist. DC23 Fort vs. 1 rd of stunned if this connects)

Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34 Damage (B): 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

"Feels like those scales are made of steel! I'll keep it distracted if you can keep up the attacks." (Advice continues)

Zzvkgrogk ascends 5 feet and re-levels his dragon pistol on the nasty large mouth eel.

”Yes, Rūha! It’s still only a fish! Brilliant! Skee-haw it!!” He shoots to blind only the fish and following Rūha’s andvice aims for the air bladder in the hopes the fish will just go belly up.

KA-POW!
DragonPistol+: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 10 + 2 = 28 -Deadly Aim, Precise Bomb, Touch
For Fire, NonMagical: 1d4 + 5d6 + 4 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + (4, 6, 1, 6, 2) + 4 + 4 + 2 = 31 Zzvkgrogk Special, +Deadly Aim

Fort save DC 21 (Cartridge Savant?) or be blinded for 1 minute

~~~
He shoots more.

KA-POW! - KA-POW!
DragonPistol+: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 2 = 23 -Deadly Aim , Touch
For Fire, NonMagical: 1d4 + 5d6 + 4 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + (4, 2, 3, 1, 1) + 4 + 4 + 2 = 22 Zzvkgrogk Special, +Deadly Aim

DragonPistol: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 5 + 2 = 27 -Deadly Aim, Touch
For Fire, NonMagical: 1d4 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 = 10 +Deadly Aim

AirBladderCrit?: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 5 + 2 = 16 -Deadly Aim, Touch
For Fire, NonMagical: 1d4 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9 +Deadly Aim

Rapid reload

Yambul quaffs the potion of healing to get what he can.
CSW: 3d8 + 5 ⇒ (3, 2, 3) + 5 = 13

He then draws his dagger and 5’ steps closer.

Ah yeah, saved a bit of Ruha too. You're gunna need to start calling me 'rainbow pack' because I'm a brand of Lifesaver. /smugs in character

Round 3

Now that she has the monster under the ill omen of her skymetal rod, she takes a moment (move action) to ensure the power for another round.

And then she casts maximized scorching ray on the creature.

1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 2 = 15 ranged touch to hit;
Max Damage: 24 = 24 fire

1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 = 11 ranged touch to hit;
Max Damage: 24 = 24 fire

1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 2 = 13 ranged touch to hit;
Max Damage: 24 = 24 fire

1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 10 + 2 = 28 SR

Skymetal Omen: The subject of this omen is jinxed with the unquantifiable nature of skymetal. When the target makes an attack or saving throw during the next 2 rounds, it must roll twice and take the worse result. A DC 22 Will save negates this effect. 13/50.

Fort DC 23: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21
Jinxed Fort DC 23: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32
Rūha connects leaving the big fish pretty badly stunned!

Zzvkgrogk shots hell with his pistol, each shot more mortal than the other, leaving the Lukwata in a terrible state.

Meanwhile, Yambul drinks a potion, and some of his wounds quickly disappear.

All of Rhoreen's rays make impact on the huge creature thanks to the stunning hit, her powerful magic penetrating the powerful antimagic stuff of the Lukwata, putting it into a fire.

The completely scorched fish sinks down to the bottom of the lake unable to hold itself alive anylonger.

Combat is over!

Lukwata: 200 damage, over-dead, jinxed, stunned r4
Party buffs: advise (+2)
Yambul: 45 damage
Round 3: Hyrsek, Yambul, Chaance, Rhoreen Round 4: Zzvkgrogk, Rūha, Lukwata

"Ey, boy, I guess we have a contender for our dinner cook" quips Hyrsek with a smile.

”Yes!” Zzvkgrogk agrees with Hyrsek, only some what seriously. ”Why don’t we use the auto grapnel to pull it up to somewhere where the air is fresher and have ourselves a nice ginger beer battered fish fry, or roast it with potatoes! Maybe we can make some smoked fish jerky while we are at it!”

He turns to Yambul.

”What say yooou….? Oh — I guess that you can’t cook with part of your skull bashed in. Come, let’s get you healed up, then we can move forward.”

"Ey, boy, I guess we have a contender for our dinner cook" quips Hyrsek with a smile.

Rhoreen bows in the air, smugging, having saved the party's bacon this time. She shoots a smug smile back to Hyrsek.

Not bad, Rhor. Not bad at all.

If the party wants to start a fishfry, she'll help with that, but thinks it more prudent to continue forward after Yambul has healed.

"Well, Yambul? You good to go?"

”Aww, geeze. You lot pasted it before I had a chance to get back in there!” Yambul quips, though as hard as the critter bit him, he’s not that sorry. He really needs to improve his gear.

He hits the wand for a few love taps.
CLW: 7d8 + 7 ⇒ (1, 7, 3, 8, 5, 5, 6) + 7 = 42

"I don't think I want to eat that particular fish. Not even sure how I'd cook something that large!" he chuckles.

When the coast is clear, he'll request his Barkskin (+4 AC, 90m) and swim over onto 'land'.

Yambul heals up and then tries to swim the lake to reach the small piece of land in the middle.

"So, this is where we get soaked and murky once again, isn't it?" Hyrsek looks at the water, then at his fashioned coat "Not sure that's how I want to spend the afternoon"

Assuming you are able to swim reasonably DC 10, or smugly fly, you discover the tendrils outside have flexible openings you can squeeze through to access the interior of the decomposing body.

Chaance: sickened
Rūha: sickened
Yambul: 3 damage

Rūha spears the fish and gets some help to haul it onto land. "With how hard it's scales were, I think you'd have your work cut out for you Yambul. Though we can leave it for later too." She looks out across the lake "Again, are you all SURE you want to head into this biohazard? I've seen and heard of some awful places, and this one really ranks up near the top."

With that taken care of, Rhoreen will fly a bit higher and over the wreck to locate an entrance for the party. She doesn’t want them wet for any longer than they half to be, and will carry over objects that they don’t want wet.

1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 17 + 2 = 32 Perception

She will keep watch while others come over and breach the wreck, then join as well inside.

Rhoreen flies over and finds out a few places where it might be possible to climb up the big body. She does not find out though any other obvious entrance aside of the tendril tunnels.

When the coast is clear, he'll request his Barkskin (+4 AC, 90m) and swim over onto 'land'.

Zzvkgrogk turns to Yambul. "Down the hatch!"

He casts Barkskin onto Yambul by cracking open his boro bead over the Cook’s wide open maw to let the extract drain out of it. Zzvkgrogk then flies out (doing his best to look smug) over the muck and looks for the nearest tendril portal. He searches for traps when he gets there.

Perception: 1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 17 + 2 = 28 Trapfinding

Currently affected by: Fly, Barkskin, Heightened Awareness and Investigative mind. Mutagen: (+4 Dex, 2 Wiz)

Yambul will help secure the fish for later flaying, but only briefly. There are spells going, so he only works at it for a few minutes. Tops.

Then he slurps up his extract, grinning as he gets thickerer.

Following Zzvkgrogk, though he's swimming in the water, he heads into the tendril. If the coast is clear. He'll then fire up his chainsaw, ‘cause he’s pretty sure he’s going to need it.

Moved on the map.