Beldak shrugs, "What can I say? I read a lot."
He sifts through his pack for some rope.
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ACK just read this... I took languages based on the 5e rules... goblin was one of my languages. I can retcon that post though if you'd like...I probably read a book about the goblin language at some point though.
"STOP," Beldak shouts in a whisper. "Let us not be so hasty to silence informants much less defy our true nature!" "O duun dech rhaan akuugac. O druun khruur magaan a shuulaan ac daan ghakhaar kaan o kelaan daan daraan or malkaar." goblin speech:
"You two will be informants. You do not have a choice in the matter lest you like the taste of hammer."
Morgrym: In 5e a hit on an unconscious target is an automatic critical. Not sure how GDM will want to rule this as it is his game but double the damage or roll another 1d10+3... either way it's likely dead with an average of 7hp and your crit minimum is 8.
Beldak follows them into the room holding the torch high. Morgrym charges ahead and swats an armored goblin upon a stool. "SHHHH"
Straight down the hall past the doors is what I gathered from the prior posts.
I'll admit to trolling you for new rules with that torch comment
As they pass through the entrance into the now foggy hall Beldak casts light on his staff and tries to make heads from tails in this infernal mist. "Maybe we'd be better off with a little heat," he says rummaging through his pack for a torch.
Are monsters particularly adept at seeing in fog?
"A fair trade has been arranged. We're to run an errand for Lorelei at our convenience. There's a small chance we'll find anything we need beyond Cipenny. Tonight we'll rest and discuss strategy based on what we know." Beldak removes the map to the Black Village given to him by Right Reverend Drogglespok. He turns it over and begins drawing a map of the palace as he remembers it.
To be fair, it only takes 6 goblins each to level and we got surprised during one encounter. We don't need to go back to town and we're fortunate to be able to stay at Loamstone. If Lorelei wants to pay up front how about 2 potions and we'll get her supplies or refund her investment.
Is there a definitive list or is it of mild importance? Would we be likely to discover any of this in the palace or beyond?
Thanks dude! Can't tell you how much I appreciate this. Here's some coin for your trouble. Is Mortie working the door tonight? Come find me later and I'll recount our adventure as it's unfolded so far." Beldak greets Benny cheerfully for the hovel is a welcome sight. He turns to his fellow adventurers "Gentlemen, welcome to Loamstone."
"I know a place that's well fortified and friendly where we can stay. I'll say where once we get out of here safely." Beldak assures the weary party.
We could return there. It's just inside town and I know the password. They have excellent provisions. I'm going to take 100cp from the chest.
"Ah, there it is. These key holes are rigged as you suspected! Needle trap." Beldak walks over to the pile of arms and grabs a black oak shield. With confidence he holds an arm loop in each hand and shoves the shield into the locks hoping to set off the trap without harming anyone.
Beldak takes a few deep breaths as he relaxes. He calls upon all his prior learning to devise the best medical treatment he can provide without having proper implements about. He kneels down next to Morgrym who looks just awful at this point. After about 10 minutes of bandaging and wiping down wounds Beldak realizes he may not have enough of the already sparse supplies to tend to Myna.
"Locks be damned," Beldak says thinking of the chest. He sifts through Myna's pack but doesn't uncover the tools he was hoping to find. Beldak stands, pinching his chin in thought. "Let me see," he states as he examines the goop on top of the chest.
I'm ok with being disadvantaged to cast in melee. I'm going to do my best to not ever be in melee as well. 1d6 hp isn't much when you're getting attacked often.
A Caster has Disadvantage on an Attack Roll associated with a Spell when it is cast using the "Cast a Spell" action in any round where the Party does not have the initiative. This doesn't seem fair. I'm disadvantaged to my primary attack when I don't have initiative? That could be 100% of the time regardless of my proximity to any enemy.
Beldak slides a sword through the door handles to keep it from opening. "Maybe if we push the rack in front of the door Myna found we can get some peace." Beldak starts searching the goblin corpses for useful items.
Beldak's spirit has been renewed with the defense of standing behind a taller ally. He steps around Sir Tarathiel and yells, "Take no prisoners!! Dhaakaan!!
All I know is the little bugger has left 3 hp me to also take the brunt of his goblins attack. OMG I didn't realize you were dying! Beldak's decision to Disengage raises an important question. I'm not using tactical maps, and not using attacks of opportunity, I also forgot the rule on no AOO's... :( ... My reason for disengaging is mainly not create unrest but that I'm not a melee character. I also don't trust myself to roll high twice for a disadvantaged spell casting in melee combat. I never played 1e either... I would have at least attacked if I knew that I was just going to get stabbed in the back.
Beldak sees the paladin pulp a goblin beyond his own assailant. He fakes right and spins left and takes off at a flat run. Disengaging from his attacker he leaps over the freshly minced goblin and skitters through Sir Tarathiel's legs taking cover behind him.
"HELP" Beldak's feet begin to shuffle along the ground. Back and forth they scuff as if he were almost dancing in place. His head pump faking right then left. His whole body a blur of spastic motion. Where will he be next?!
The sheen of his shield dissipates as Beldak turns to face the goblins. He's enraged at the assault but maybe more so at himself for not expecting it. He raises his staff high spreading light across the room drawing their attention upward. Eyes gleaming bright blue with fury his other hand is already outstretched. It motions as if snatching something out of the air. "Alkorthaac tec tan! O'kaan khruur daan okec okaan der togeraan!" A translucent gleaming hand as big as the halfling shoots forth and wraps around one of the goblins in the doorway.
Beldak shifts to the side attempting to take cover behind the weapon rack. goblin speakers: "Impudent skin sacks! You're not the only one with surprises!"
Nothing too special. It's a strong wood though and more recently has gained praise for adding interesting flavor to wines that are barreled using it. This wood would fetch a fair price anywhere but more so in the right Alodoan markets.
MY bad! I got lazy at work and threw up a post. I'm reading the discussion part first before I check out the new gameplay posts. I'm inclined to be interested in the Black Oak craftmanship. Is there anything particularly special about black oak? Commonality? Hardness? Value? et cetera I'll shape up I promise. EDIT: and now having read the gameplay posts, 5 minutes on the construction of the weapon rack, 5 more minutes on the north wall from the floor to halfling height.
You've been continuing with the map!!! Here I was beaming with pride at my sketch interpretations...
"These are interesting, eh boys? Nice make for goblinworks. Too good even." Beldak says as he walks around the room inspecting everything.
He takes one of the daggers as he passes by the weapon rack. It'll certainly offer better protection than his penknife.
Beldak quickly moves away from the opening door so as not to be crushed. He fans out from the doorway reciting the spell he's so familiar with. "Cool off stinky!"
Beldak touches Myna's arm softly as he examines the door. He points down at the gap beneath as the shadows shift and steps to the side. He looks back at the collected warriors. A rag tag group had he ever seen one before. He pulls the hilt of his small knife and gestures unsheathing it several times while making eye contact with each of the others.
Beldak continues to light the way while taking note of the way itself.
Unless anything changes there's a right turn heading east. Beyond that was beyond our previous viewable distance. I would anticipate slow updates through tomorrow due to the holiday.
Awesome! Everything is fitting just right... Anders and I need the light so I'll march next to him. I would suggest the order be: Myna
"Further up to the right might take us back to the main hall or beyond but if we turn here [indicating western passage] we might delve deeper into the mountain. Hard to say where we'll end up for sure! Can't say as I've noticed any more signs of our littler friends either."
Terq: I've been drawing a map IRL, I didn't think that would be unreasonable for an INT17 character to do or at least actually remember. Could I get distances for the door left and door right from the corner we are starting from?
"Everyone except maybe Anders has better eyes than I for this sort of thing. Mine are better suited for books than dark passages." Beldak explains as they start off.
"Enough heraldry! Let's press on lest the princess perish at the hand of boredom first!" Beldak holds his staff high as he heads off towards the passage heading north along the west wall.
ears... Nice ears for certain. And no more just a duty than speaking fine Sylvan tongues. Our bloody maiden has more titles and signifiers than a newborn gnome but he's no less a proud knight because of it!" Beldak quickly tries to smooth over the promising storm. He quickly steps up next to Myna and Aetherduil and whispers, "To be honest we've all just become acquainted all the same. Haarold Anders and I have lost several companions along the way and we found Morgrym wedged into a secret pass." He pauses and looks over his shoulder preparing to cast shield if need be, "We're a bit on edge I mean to say. A few less surprises would be welcome."
Of course I would forget to introduce Beldak in his introductory post.... SIGH {hate posting from my phone}
Beldak quickly rushes to the forefront of this most unusual encounter. There are tenuous relationships between dwarves and elves across the land and the last he wants is brash response from any of his companions. "Elin sila lumenn omentilmo Tarathiel"
"Elves in the employ of a Dwarven King? That's almost as surprising as your appearance! We're here on a mission of rescue and vanquishing evil. Maybe our paths are better off aligned?! No?" A smile splits the halfling's face as he rises to face them, well, waist on at least. elven speakers: "A star shall shine on the hour of our meeting Tarathiel"
"Yes, noted. Let's assume our primary assailants lived here and will not be returning and if in future need we may find reprieve in this area. Yes, Let's move on!" Beldak marches off behind Haarold.
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