Oathbreakers Are Dying In Your Closet!

Game Master I'm Hiding In Your Closet

Cara wipes her mouth with her sleeve as she moves up to try to deal with the last foe. She brings her scimitar to bear with a flash.

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 111d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
AC is 21 due to cat's grace...

Cara's scimitar flashes flashily...way the hell over there somewhere.

From out of the cloud comes another incendiary...

Bomb, bomber's eye VS Cara: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
fire damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

...it hits Cara square in the breastplate, minimizing the burn.

Timinic's Reflex save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Cagey's Reflex save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Clumsy's stabilization roll: 1d20 - 9 ⇒ (12) - 9 = 3

Timinic gets a faceful, while the remaining goon is able to partway shield his.

ROUND 4:

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield), Cara (21/25, cat's grace), Walks with Giants (17/19, infernal healing, eatin' at Ralph's)
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Cladara (black)
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Rosla
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -20, dying)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, -2)
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Tempestas (huge, make a Reflex save)

ref: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

It looks like Tempestas is blocking this one with his chest. Mind you, if he had been normal sized, it would have been in the face.

Finally feeling the effects of the stink bomb subside, Rosla hustles to the front line again. She passes Tempestas and moves behind the remaining goon, relying on her speed and agility to not be hit by him.

move action to move 30 ft., this provokes, but Rosla counts on her Mobility feat (AC 24 vs. AoOs) to not be hit.

When she is in the right position to flank with Tempestas, she tries to stab the man in the back...

MW cold iron Elven Leafblade, flanking: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 2 = 21
Piercing: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 6

"Ha! Better surrender before she gets you killed!"

eminently-improbable AoO: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

The goon is utterly unprepared for Rosla's agility and bravado. He looks at her, then at Tempestas, then back at the cloudful-of-Boss, and with a pained expression, he takes another stab at the generously-sized target...

short sword: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

...but he's never fought a giant before.

"...If you're gonna eat me, be sure to use my cousin's signature barbecue-sauce!" He finally stammers up to Tempestas in an attempt at worthy last words, before attempting a backward-somersault into the smoke...

Acrobatics to avoid AoO: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

...but it turns out that may not be the best trick when your adversary has height-advantage.

ROUND 4:

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield), Cara (21/25, cat's grace, AoO!), Walks with Giants (17/19, infernal healing, eatin' at Ralph's)
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Cladara (black)
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Rosla (AoO!)
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -20, dying)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, -9)
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Tempestas (16/20, huge, AoO!)

Tempestas just smiles.

AOO: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 damage: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (4, 3) + 5 = 12

Tempestas is flanking with Rosla, so he gets +2 to his AoO for a total of 16.

AoO MW cold iron Elven Leafblade, flanking: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 2 = 15
Piercing: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 5

"Darn!"

For a human, this guy's actually pretty wiry, managing to dodge Rosla's blade...only for the same motion to deliver him into of Tempestas's welcoming edge, which slices him open lengthwise like a bratwurst on a grill. Cara, you make still take your AoO if you like.

ROUND 4:

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield), Cara (21/25, cat's grace, AoO!), Walks with Giants (17/19, infernal healing, eatin' at Ralph's)
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Cladara (black)
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Rosla
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -20, dying)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, -21, dying)
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Tempestas (16/20, huge)

missed i had an aoo

aoo: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 141d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Whoops! Maybe I'm going to have to get hold of his cousin's barbeque sauce

"Euuuwww!"

Tempestas moves into the room looking for another target.

I'm joking of course. But once we get back, maybe I'll fire up the grill for you all

As Tempestas finally barges into the room...

...he feels a nasty stab from within the cloud! Make a Fortitude save!

Timinic, unsure of what else to do, shifts to the form of a ratman and skitters in behind.

ROUND 5:

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield), Cara (21/25, cat's grace), Walks with Giants (18/19, infernal healing, he had The Special)
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Cladara (black)
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Rosla
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -20, dying)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, -21, dying)
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Tempestas (7/20, huge, make a Fortitude save)

Tempestas curses in Castrovalvian
fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

So, poor Walks is STILL blowing chunks? He will stay where he is then, and pull out a scroll of bless. Naturally he does not open it. Wouldn't want his lunch obscuring the writing.

Cara moves up and lashes out with her scimitar.

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 121d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Tempestas feels a nasty fizzing sensation in his wound, which quickly turns into something much worse...

Strength damage: 1d2 ⇒ 2
Constitution damage: 1d2 ⇒ 1

...as his treasured warrior's bones and muscles begin to putrefy within him!

Cara impotently rattles her scimitar at a big grey cloud.

Walks with Giants...Copes with Gases.

Finally, the cloud dissipates, revealing Cladara and her purple-tainted rapier.

"You don't understand," She near-hisses at you angrily. "I am SO CLOSE, I WON'T let you ruin everything we've worked for! Ilchooook, if that's you, now's the tiiime...!" With that, she lunges at the one she's all too certain is who she seems - Cara!

rapier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
THREAT!: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Fury and grace delivers an outstandingly accurate thrust, though Cara's armor easily protects her vitals...but with the stab comes that icky fizzing sensation again, like when she was frondled by those fungi...make another Fortitude save!

Acrobatics to avoid AoOs: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Cladara retreats from the melee with an impressive cartwheel!

Clumsy stabilization: 1d20 - 9 ⇒ (2) - 9 = -7
Cagey stabilization: 1d20 - 10 ⇒ (1) - 10 = -9

ROUND 5:

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield), Cara (15/25, cat's grace, make a Fortitude save), Walks with Giants (18/19, infernal healing, he had The Special)
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Cladara (black)
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Rosla
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -21, dying)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, -22, dying)
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Tempestas (7/20, -2 STR, -1 CON, huge, poisoned, make a Fortitude save for next round)

DC 15 heal check: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Sensing the sickness is passing, Walks shambles forward, crouching over his belly.

fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

You're nothing but trash.... Cara says, fighting off the worst of whaever it is trying to invade her bloodstream.

fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

If I'm going to the Green Mother's embrace - you're coming WITH ME!

longsword: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 - 1 = 6 damage: 2d6 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (3, 5) + 5 - 1 = 12
shortsword: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 - 1 = 22 damage: 1d8 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 - 1 = 5

aoo: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 91d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
rolling in case i got an aoo...unsure but rollig in case to save time...

AoO MW cold iron Elven Leafblade: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18 Not sure if this hits...
Piercing: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 2 (if applicable)

"Not so fast!"

Rosla quickly follows the woman. She tries to deny her an attempt to stab by trying to cartwheel, too...

Acrobatics - ACP + MW tool (for tumbling only): 1d20 + 11 - 0 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 11 - 0 + 2 = 14 :-(
Well, at least Rosla's AC vs. AoO is 24.

...but her attempt is not very well executed. She then stops in front of the first door.

"You won't get away so easily!"

Since that was supposed to be a standard attack, Tempestas missed

I'm still up? I was sure I had gone

Tempestas goes after the lady and Rosla. He's a bit short but reaches out with the longsword in an attempt to tag her with it.
longsword: 1d20 + 8 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 8 - 1 = 23 damage: 2d6 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (4, 5) + 5 - 1 = 13

Sorry...

Rosla manages to get a nick in as Cladara tumbles away, and attempts to show her up - her bravado gets the better of her, though...

rapier: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

...nope, "made 'ya look!" seems to be the expression Rosla flashes as Cladara's merely competent lunge gets nowhere close to the speedy fullblood.

Tempestas attempts his own counterattack as the mastermind retreats, but is embarrassingly thrown as he feels an alarming chest-pain as the violet venom rampages through his veins...

Strength damage: 1d2 ⇒ 1
Constitution damage: 1d2 ⇒ 1

...nevertheless, he lumbers after her and manages to score an ugly gash in her side.

In the meantime, Walks with Giants's constitution finally rights itself!

If I'm going to the Green Mother's embrace - you're coming WITH ME!

She looks up at Tempestas with a smug expression. "Like that? Specialty of the house. I don't know about 'Green', Purple looks so good in you...!"

You're nothing but trash.... Cara says, fighting off the worst of whaever it is trying to invade her bloodstream.

"...Trash!?" Cladara echoes with a crazed, desperation-tinged giggle. "No no, a GENIUS is what I am! This whole town could've been OURS! Don'tcha get it?! The Guild rules everything, but it won't touch the military - everyone who enlists around here is just trying to avoid the Guild, but those cowards won't touch the Guild either! All we'd need to do is replace those cowards brick by brick, with soldiers who owed fear and loyalty to ONLY the Ghostknives, oh-ho-ho-ha-ha-ha, and THEN...!" She lets the implications hang in the air as she starts to pant like a dog with pain and intensity.

Clumsy stabilization: 1d20 - 10 ⇒ (12) - 10 = 2
Cagey stabilization: 1d20 - 11 ⇒ (6) - 11 = -5

There is an awkward moment as one of her goons on the floor suddenly thrashes as if stirring...but no, it's only his death-throes as he warps down the drainpipe and joins the Guild Invisible. Hopefully his cousin's barbecue-sauce is strong enough to cover the smell.

Possibly stunned by the revelations, Timinic hesitates, fussing with his new whiskers as he waits to see what Cara and Walks with Giants will do....

ROUND 6 - GO GET 'EM!:

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield), Cara (15/25, cat's grace), Walks with Giants (infernal healing)
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Cladara (black, -16)
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Rosla
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -22, dying)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, -23, DEAD)
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Tempestas (5/18, -3 STR, -2 CON, poisoned, make a Fortitude save for next round)

Walks slowly makes his encumbered way into the room only to come up short behind the behemoth Tempestas.

Cara flings a small ball of fire at Cladara as she moves forward.

touch: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 111d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

And then...then you realize it's all a dream...can someone move me forward 4 swuares...on my tablet...ty!

After a moment's waffling, Timinic tries pelting Cladara with a glimmering green glob...

acid splash, cover: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

...but to no avail.

Cladara gives Cara an incredulous look as she dodges the latter's firedart.

"'All just a dream'?! What a terrible way to end a story!"

Sensing weakness, she tries lunging at Tempestas!

rapier VS Tempestas: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

"Whoops, who left that banana-peel there? ILCHOOOOOKK....!"

ROUND 6:

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield), Cara (15/25, cat's grace), Walks with Giants (infernal healing)
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Cladara (black, -16)
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Rosla
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -22, dying)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, DEAD)
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Tempestas (5/18, -3 STR, -2 CON, huge, poisoned, make a Fortitude save for the next round)

fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

((T-shirt re-roll 4 glyphs))

fort: 1d20 + 5 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 4 = 11

You poor bastard; anyway, I just realized there's nothing stopping you from going again too....

ROUND 6:

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield), Cara (15/25, cat's grace), Walks with Giants (infernal healing)
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Cladara (black, -16)
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Rosla
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -22, dying)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, DEAD)
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Tempestas (5/18, -3 STR, -2 CON, huge, poisoned...)

When the woman attacks Tempestas, Rosla's face turns into an evil grin.

"That was your last mistake!"

She moves behind the woman to flank with Tempestas and stabs her!

MW cold iron Elven Leafblade, flanking: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 2 = 27
Piercing: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 1 *sigh* :-/

Only two more XP until Rosla gets DEX to damage... *waits impatiently*

"Tag, you're it!"

@Tempestas: The flank should help with the STR penalty - at least for hitting...

Tempestas has another go with the flank

longsword: 1d20 + 8 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 8 - 1 + 2 = 27 damage: 2d6 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (5, 5) + 5 - 1 = 14

Does Clumsy stabilize???: 1d20 - 11 ⇒ (14) - 11 = 3

Somewhere in the background, a barely-perceptible gurgle marks the passing of the other catspaw...

...as for Cladara, Rosla was not kidding; a painful (if shallow) goad to the backside positions her right beneath Tempestas's pendulum-like sword, which falls on her neck, neatly decapitating her. A tear or two escapes her crazed, darting eyes in her final seconds of consciousness.

The Ghostknife Coup is over...though one lingering legacy does remain:

Strength damage: 1d2 ⇒ 1
Constitution damage: 1d2 ⇒ 1

ROUND 7: A Daggermark Afterglow

Timinic (20/28, alter self, shield, will go after the rest of you), Cara (15/25, cat's grace), Walks with Giants (infernal healing)
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Cladara (black, -34, DEAD)
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Rosla
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Clumsy Catspaw (orange, -23, DEAD)
Cagey Catspaw (grey, DEAD)
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Tempestas (5/18, -4 STR, -3 CON, huge, poisoned, try another Fortitude save)

fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

Tempestas pulls out a Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds and an Antitoxin

"Told you so, idiot..."

Rosla shrugs and pulls out her wand of Infernal Healing.

"Tempestas, wait. We shouldn't use expensive cure potions when we have time to use much cheaper wands for the same or even better effect."

She 5-foot-steps towards Tempestas, drops her weapon and checks the corpse of Cladara for an antidote.

As Infernal Healing has a casting time of one round, Rosla can only attempt to use the wand next turn.
To save us some time, here's an UMD check for ROUND 8:
UMD: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 :-D

Good riddance... Cara says as she starts casting a spell to deal with Tempestas' ailments

i have a lesser restoration i'l start casting on Tempestas..give me three rounds...

Tempestas finally feels the agony within him begin to plateau despite his Fortitude bonus being lower. You may save your potions and wands (but no harm in rolling your spell, Cara!).

lr: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Well, I got these to use m'lady but, if you say so, I will obey

"Well, that's a relief. I must say, using poison feels like cheating."

"Well, that's a relief. I must say, using poison feels like cheating."

Timinic rounds on Walks with an expression of intense incredulity and amusement, that somehow remains constant even as he shifts back to his Gnomish form. "Welcome to Daggermark, adventurer; you're really not from around here, are you?

You collect Cladara's head and make your way back to Pemak to present it to her; as promised, she introduces you to Some Other People Who Know Other People, and share a round of 250-year-old brandy.

You receive reports over the next few days that the remaining Ghostknives have all either turned themselves in or quickly been disposed of by the Guild. It turns out that Cladara was not wrong about Ghostknife sympathizers and beneficiaries within the military, as several officers of a wide variety of ranks abruptly abandon their posts and flee the city before Jallor Clovesh can hand them over to the Assassin’s Guild. The flurry of desertions and accompanying scandal roils the military for a few days, but before long Daggermark returns to its anarchic equilibrium.

The Dripping Wall Distillery is bequeathed by default to Ramyla's closest surviving relatives; not knowing what else to do with it, however, they sell it to an itinerant necromancer who hopes he will be able to "salvage" the secrets of her unique mixology....

Timinic sticks to you like glue during this time, spending as much of his time shapeshifted as he can, until some other agents arrive from Grand Lodge to escort him home. "If I spend much more time in Daggermark, the Bleaching will likely take me before an assassin will!" He explains as he polishes his Wayfinder. "I'm hoping for an assignment in Minata, or maybe the Mwangi - I hear they've both got all kinds of amazing dolls! I'm not cut out for leadership; there's no replacing Captain Bosk, and I have no idea who will or who could fill his boots...but, that's all part of the adventuring life, isn't it? I've got lots to say about what the Society can do in Daggermark going forward, and Dryblade House WILL remain in operation so long as I have anything to say about it - upon my OATH!"

It took us just under a year, but CONGRATULATIONS:
GAME OVER - YOU WIN!

I'm just glad we got to avenge Bosk... Cara says solemnly as she sips her drink. She holds up her cup in salute to the others.

To a job well done...

"To a job well done!"

"Indeed, well done, everyone!"

Something about this brandy...EVERYONE, ROLL FORTITUDE!

fort save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Cannot hold his liquor!

Fortitude: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

*burp* "Another!"

Tempestas provides the barbeque food to go with the drink.

fortitude: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

I'm not drinking that again

fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13