Chestman leads the group to the lair.
Again, you see two Troglodytes guarding the lair. They also seem to be ready for you.
Vesica launches into an exaggerated telling of how badly she and her crew whooped the trogs last time they visited the lair, boosting her friends' courage and confidence. Drawing her magical sap, the plucky bard then strides forward to help her friends battle the guards.
Sea Ranger listens to Vesica's harrowing story, shaking his head in admiration of her resiliency. He shares his own background as well and smiles ruefully. Honestly, I'd tell you my own name if I knew it. But my father loved that nickname and never used another. I suspect... it might have reminded him of my mother, and it hurt too much to speak it. At least, that's what I told myself as I got older. I suppose I'll never know, now. So. TT for you, and Sea Ranger for me. That works just fine, I think." He grins.
On the following day, when the reach the lair, Sea Ranger uses his bow from a distance to try and bring one of them down before closing in.
Gothia once again moves directly towards the foe, her faith in her god rounding her like another layer of armour.
"Flee back into the swamp or meet your death, it matters not to me...it is your "queen" who I have business with this day!"
Chestman charges! Club in one hand and beer in the other.
The elf knocks an arrow.
"Yes the queen. Where is she?!?"
Chestman charges! Club in one hand and beer in the other.
They were ready for you, so no surprise round, Chestman. Are you making a bull rush attack?
The elf knocks an arrow.
"Yes the queen. Where is she?!?"
The guards try to block Chestman's charge attack!
Just a smashy smash attack
Just a smashy smash attack
Apply the power attack feat, then.
Gothia swings at the creature with her sword.
Attack:
Damage:
Gothia swings at the creature with her sword.
Attack: 1d20+9
Damage: 1d10+12
He blocks it!
Sea Ranger charges into the fray, swinging his scimitar and smashing his shield into the nearest trog.
= Miss!
= Hit?
Sea Ranger charges into the fray, swinging his scimitar and smashing his shield into the nearest trog.
Scimitar Attack: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 2 = 8 = Miss!
Shield Bash Attack: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 2 = 20 = Hit?
Damage: 1d4 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9
It's a hit, your target is dazed.
Sorry, it's an entrance to a temple built of hewn stone and mortar. It's a forgotten temple of Wastri. It's rectangular in aspect, the two trogs guarding it's entrance are reptile (so your favored enemy bonus applies). The temple had an entrance that leads into the rotunda and basic worship area, but that has been repurposed as a jail. It was holding the citizens -- and others -- for being charmed by the queen. There is a vestibule and other aspects.
Chestman will attack again?
Chestman will attack again?
[dice=Club,PA]1d20+5;1d10+7
Eager you are, but I still need to do my turn. Alanthiel needs to post.
Chestman belches
Maybe we can skip him, its been a long time.
MY TURN!
The guards block Gothia's attack, and one was dazed by Sea Ranger's shield bash. One of them attacks Chestman!
,
ROUND 2!
Now Chestman, we can resolve your attack!
Vesica ceases her bardic performance (though its effects linger for 2 more rounds). She slides into flanking position behind Sea Ranger's foe and attempts to whack it upside the scaly head with her magical sap.
for
Vesica ceases her bardic performance (though its effects linger for 2 more rounds). She slides into flanking position behind Sea Ranger's foe and attempts to whack it upside the scaly head with her magical sap.
Chestman whiffs his attack
"Should we take them captive?"
"Might not be a bad idea to interrogate a prisoner before walking blindly into the belly of this beast," Vesica chimes in.
Best get them before I bash em with my club.
Vesica did knock out one. He's unconscious. The other is also down.
Sea Ranger uses rope to bind the unconscious one, but he shakes his head as he does so. "It's not likely this creature will tell us anything, unless we have magic or something to force it." Then he looks to the others. "We cannot leave it alive behind us, in any case." The half-elf warns grimly.
Gothia looks at their new prisioner and frowns.
"Does anyone speak the language of this creature? Otherwise let us move on and confront this menace!"
I know some lizard person.
Vesica looks down upon the crumpled troglodyte. "If they don't speak the Common tongue, I assume they won't understand Elven or Dwarven if I speak to this creep in one of those languages."
Looking around to the others, she asks, "Do we wait for it to come around on its own? I'd hate to waste a cure spell on the thing."
The trogs do understand common.
"What should we do with them? If we can't talk to them. Anyone have any magic?"
Well let's see if they understand common
"Not me," Vesica tells Alenthieal. After thinking on the matter some more, the bard adds, "Maybe we should risk exploring this place rather than wait for this thing to wake up; no telling what might find us if we just stay here for gods know how long."
Vesica, Chestman, Alenthieal, and Sea Ranger all hear stirges coming your way.
Vesica warns Gothia and then stands defensively over the unconscious trog, just in case the others still want to keep it alive.
Gothia, still feeling the blood pumping from the last, brief encounter, lets out a quiet growl.
"Let them come.."
Chestman hefts his club.
You all see three stirges coming towards you. They look like giant mosquitoes. With razor sharp beaks and four wings. They are coming to suck your blood!
Vesica opts to withhold her bardic performance inspiration power for greater foes likely ahead. Instead. she waits until one of the stirges draws nearer and then steps up and takes a swing at it with her magical sap.
for
for
Vesica opts to withhold her bardic performance inspiration power for greater foes likely ahead. Instead. she waits until one of the stirges draws nearer and then steps up and takes a swing at it with her magical sap.
[dice=Vesica +2 sap]1d20+4 for [dice=bludgeoning, magic, nonlethal damage]1d6+3
[dice=Vesica +2 sap (Confirm?)]1d20+4 for [dice=bludgeoning, magic, nonlethal damage]1d6+3
[dice=Vesica sneak attack precision damage]1d6
It's not a sneak attack. Although you managed to knock one of them unconscious!
Chestman swings his club
Chestman swings his club
[dice=Greatclub,PA]1d20+5;1d10+7
Giant mosquito goes splat!
Taking careful aim, Gothia attempts to swat one of the flying beasts from the air with her sword.
Attack:
Confirm crit:
Damage:
crit:
Taking careful aim, Gothia attempts to swat one of the flying beasts from the air with her sword.
Attack: 1d20 + 9
Confirm crit: 1d20+9Damage: 1d10 + 12
crit: 1d10+12
I don't know, I just wanted to try and keep things moving. Awesome critical strike there, Gothia. You cut a giant mosquito in half, essentially killing it.
Vesica had been feeling pretty good about herself and how she'd handled an incoming stirge all by herself...until she witnessed Chestman and Gothia absolutely obliterate the other two flying monsters.
"Uh...someone might want to finish off the one I downed--it's only been knocked senseless," she tells the others quietly. "Then we can see what else this lair has to throw at us before we reach the naga."
Sea Ranger takes his sword and cleaves the senseless stirge in two.