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Some of the team troops back out without searching any further into the trashed house. Copper pot returns to the temple to grab the bow. As he does so, there is a slight clamor and some shifting of items but currently no reprisal of the anger from before. He examines the bow, which glows softly under his magical eyesight.
That is entirely up to you.. but OOC, you have put together the clues correctly Clues: The key on the ghoul came from the Foxglove manner, and you ascertained that the deaths in Sandpoint were perpetuated by a smelly, juicy undead. In addition, something has been actively turning people into more undead. For example, you have not only Grayst at the sanitorium but also the collection of ghouls in waiting back in the cornfields.. I am sure at this point that your characters can put 2+2 together when they get a moment of down time. You can take as long as you wish, but at what cost?
Volkar: I thought yall have been doing 1/2+1 for Hp at level??
Although the home has been ransacked, there is no evidence of foul play or personal violence. A casual search reveals any number of common domestic items, such as boots, spare cloaks hung on pegs, cookware, and plates and mugs—sundries that one might find in any dwelling. As Anastasia tosses some trash around, nothing stirs within the room.
Rita lights up her sword and swings it again, but still can't seem to land a blow against pig flesh!!
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I am looking over and discussing Oenemaus' profile with Upaynao, but in the mean time, what do the rest of you think about the character? Kiera! Welcome back! I was getting worried! The board outages also took out the new messages notification, just FYI. Volkar, yes, you leveled up, and will receive 3000 gp if that sounds fair to everyone?
Galonor has a zen moment, focusing solely upon his foe and saving his friend and companion. His first swing as the creature darts past him results in a bright spray of sparks as steel meets stone.. but the second sinks deep into the amorphous blob of mouths and eyes. The creature screams, and begins to fall.. as Gadrielle wipes goo from her eyes and with the last of her strength swings her hammer down. Despite her weakened state, she is on target and the hammer splashes into the remains of the creature, ensuring it cannot rise again. The last of her strength gone, she falls unconscious. Zifan grabs her eyes and wipes the acidic spit from her face, and after a few moments her vision clears.
Chuffy stays behind to guard Poog while the rest move forward. As Mogmurch pulls his bomb out and Rita gets ready to stick, Poog casts a spell, calling on Zarongel to hold the piggy still! Frozen in fear and captive to the spell, Mog tosses in his bomb which explodes directly on top of piggy's head, then Rita jumps the pig and stabs it with her knife! Unfortunately, her knife bounces off of thick hide and protective armor barding! Initiative:
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Father Zantus pauses in ushering you out and considers Volkar with a questioning look. After being prompted by Kiera, the whole story falls out of the dwarf. As he tells the tale, Father Zantus slumps into his chair.
Andrezi, thank you for fielding that!! Dear god, has it really been nearly three years since this journey started?!?! That just seems insane to me?! Upaynao: HERe is also a clarification discussion from when we moved over here from the last GM. Also, standard gold for level here to get started. The rest of you: How about 3000gp? Does that seem fair to you? I think that is about what we have been getting every level, and should allow yall to do some crafting/shopping?
Uhvat calls for a line change, holding his strike until the path clears.
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The team files out of the chapel and moves next door to a large house. Simple wooden furniture is in disarray throughout this residence. Tables and chairs are knocked over and pushed aside, though none appear willfully broken. Articles of clothing and household items are scattered across the floor as if they were examined briefly and discarded. A large pallet bed is visible in a separate room through an open interior door. A third room with no windows is next to the bedroom
Black Sun slides up into the room, popping out from the shadows and releases a blast at the creature eating Gadrielle. The blast strikes hard, and the many mouths cry out in cacophonous rage! The second blast winds up and smacks the creature once more, blowing off a few more of the reaching mouths! Gadrielle suddenly finds herself expelled from the creature at the many eyes and mouths turn towards Black Sun! Another hideous scream bellows from the creature, washing over the team. Will Save:
This time, both Gadrielle and Black Sun succumb to the gibbering madness! Following up on the scream, the creature rushes forward towards the only creature to harm it so far!
As the various mouths strike out, three of them manage to hit the little wayang, latching on and tearing out great chunks of flesh. One of the mouths turn towards Zifan and spits out a stream of acid once more. Unluckily for her, this time it actually hits!
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The goblins are sneaky quiet as they stalk in on the lonesome and oblivious piggy! He peers through the bushes, but sees not a single leaf out of place...
Volkar, I believe I got it and messaged you in return.. Glad to see that yall are taking to the idea! I will get another post up tomorrow or Wed morning.. This weekend has been a long one trying to get settled in the new place!
While Noiraigue moves to the next building, Glickly moves up to the altar. Something protrudes from beneath the altar cloth.. lifting the cloth reveals a small cubby.. and an overwhelmingly wretched smell!
Noiraigue and anyone who accompanies him:
Gadrielle hhanngs in there, hoping her friends have something in mind for her, while Chinchi does her best to put aside his worry and distress over his friend and strike up a tune to liven up the fight!
Also, if it's ok with the group I think I have found a replacement player. I have played with and for him at multiple tables over the years and know him as a player consistent in both quality and quantity of posts. He is going to look over both Koghrym and Daelric and see if he wants to reflavor either of them or build a new character completely. I will leave it up to yall how the dynamics go and if you want a new face on the old stats or not. Talk it out and let me know what you think.
Hey yall! Its that time again!! Before we get started on this next part, lets go ahead and level up as we RP the return and figure out where we are going next. I will get back to you about the money part, since you gave away the only cash you found during this section. (which means I am most certainly not going to penalize you for doing the right thing!!)
The goblins load up their toys and head out into the wilderness. As the birds fly, it is only about 2/3rds of a mile, but in the trackless woods and dense underbrush it takes what seems like forever to follow the map. After about 45 minutes, you come upon a wide valley with thinning underbrush. The map says you are close.. and the little goblins stay close and quiet as they approach. GM:
The team sneaks up to the valley and starts in.. but you notice something large hidden in the brush up ahead! Its a very large pig covered in leather barding!
After the team fills him in, Father Zantus looks on in worry. "I will fill in the Sheriff. You head back to the Rusty Dragon and get some sleep. He will most likely wish to speak to you in the morning, and I will be able to give you an update on the two survivors."
"I have no idea what came over my fellow colonists.." the specter says. "But many individuals were acting funny long before I confronted Rayland and he attacked me. If you find the reasons behind this, I may finally be able to rest.. you may do as you please with my body.. until my answers are found, I am beholden to this place..." The specter fades from sight, and the furniture stops rattling and shaking. Suddenly, a loud click like a latch being thrown is heard from the altar.
Galonor rushes into the battle, distraught over his teammates disappearance. He swings his sword as hard as he can, but it clangs off of the cobblestone floor. Uhvat succumbs to his confusion and bops himself on the head! Bold May Post
Black Sun: I do understand your point here. If you would like to shoot me an email at dragonthoughts83@gmail.com, I will include you that way. For those of you that have responded, I just figured out that I was not receiving notifications from the app for some reason and was a tad behind on getting ppl added. If you have not done so yet, it would be awesome if you could, but certainly not necessary.
Wise Mummy nods in satisfaction as the goblins get up and pay attention. "Good! If you survive, yous make good Chiefs! Now.. Before you go some things we know about Pa Munchmeat. Fire breathing pigs breath fire. Remember that. From both ends, depending on what they eat. Pa Munchmeat hits hard.. real hard. He splody one goblin just with a smack!! But that not worst.. He also casts spooky plant spells and has mean daughter. Mean daughter has pet weasel bigger than a horse! And that not only ugly monster out there, either!" She shivers, then gives the new Chieftains a hard look. "You go make it safe for BirdCrunchers, or you not bother coming back!! But I help.. I make map." With a charcoal stick, the weird and scary woman draws a bunch of lines onto a piece of soft leather. After turning it upside down and to either side, she nods in satisfaction and hands it over, shooing you away!
Thats fine.. anyone want to move the conversation along with Zantus? Or what do you want to do from here?
The specter turns its dead and hollow eyes towards the quivering Mr. Copperpot. "I thought they were my friends too..." it says mournfully. "Until they started acting funny.. and then my friend.. my leader..attacked me.. tried to kill me.. he didn't know he succeeded. I ran and hid, dying alone and wondering what had come over my friends and townsmen."
Zifan steps into the doorway, stabbing her spear at the gods awful creature! It connects, but the sharp blade bounces off of the rubbery hide without a scratch.
Black Sun, in her confusion, slaps herself upside the head.. Meanwhile, the creature flows out of the bath room, engulfing the trapped Gadrielle! The amorphous creature flows around the brave fighter, mouths still tearing and pulling.
As Gadrielle disappears into the creatures blob, it turns one of its many mouths towards Zifan and spits another stream of acid at her!
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The team works hard to get the dead into the ground before the long day is over, and you wipe the sweat from your brow after throwing the last clods of dirt on the grave just as the sun is bending to touch the far horizon. This done, you turn tail and move as quickly as the darkening night will allow back to Sandpoint. The gates loom through the darkness ahead of you, casting a darker blackness against the sky as you finally arrive home. You call out to a wandering torch on the top of the wall, knowing the guard holding it will open the gates for you. As the challenge and answer ring out, the guard hurries from the wall to open the gate and pass you through. With all haste, you make it through to the temple, where Father Zantus meets you in his office. The man looks weary.. and wary.. sitting at his desk, fingers steepled before him. "Come in, my children.." he greets you grimly. "Rest for a moment, and we will call for refreshments. Your guardsmen came scurrying home with their charges, and I have seen to them for now. We will see what the light of tomorrow holds for them. I pray they can make it through the night. What else did you find on that accused farm??"
The team celebrates through the night, but the next morning dawns early. Through the haze of the after effects of their drunken revelries, Wise Mummy Sprattleharsh pokes you awake with her stick. "Now youse Birdcruncher Chiefs, so you go fix Birdcruncherr problems! You go challenge Pa Munchmeat. He mean old ogre that kill lots of goblins. In fact.. last 6 chiefs be eaten by him.. now your turn to go end him!"
Gadrielle opens the door.. and stares in horror at the nightmare that occupies what must be the barracks loo. This horrid mass of eyes, mouths, and formless flesh stares in all directions, its countless maws yammering ceaselessly! The maddening gibbering washes over the group, seeping into your brains and threatening madness! Will Saves:
Black Sun and Uhvat are momentarily overcome by the madness, confusion clouding their actions! As the sound washes over the party, the creature lunges out of the door at Gadrielle!
Before she can dodge out of the way, several of the toothy maws attach themselves to Gadrielle, tearing away chunks of flesh and latching on tight! To add insult to injury, the creature spits a stream of acid from one of the unoccupied mouths.. but it misses Gadrielles face!
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Never did see a PM from you Volkar, but Google Hangouts is a chat software for mobile devices. It may be accessible from a computer, but I honestly don't know about that. If you have a Google account, just download the app and then you can send me a message using my email above. Luckily, the site seems to have been stable since last night.. lets hope it is all fixed now!!
With all of the board outages, this is the first chance I've had to post. Please send me a message on google hangouts at dragonhoughts83@gmail.com so that we can set up a communication method to get us through this! I will be posting in the AM after work (provided the boards are still up) to hopefully move us forward.
With the site outages, I am asking all my players to please pm me on Googlehangouts at dragonthoughts83@gmail.com.
At least here, the boards have been off and on.. Its up when I check from my phone, then down again when I go to post. As such, I would ask each of you to please send me a PM on Google Hangouts at dragonthoughts83@gmail.com so we can communicate a bit better. The site has been stable for about an hour now, but I don't know how long this will last. Off to work for now, but I will update in the am
Gadrielle moves into the bunkroom and peers around, not seeing anything out of the ordinary while cautioning slow and steady progress to the group. There remains a door to the north, an the rest of the hallway.
I am still waiting to hear back from Chuffy. It looks like its been a couple days since they have posted anywhere, and he may not have gotten my message yet. I really don't want to start the next section without them.. so I will give it another day or two. That said, I am moving this weekend.. and may not get a post up every day with all the turmoil. I have really been trying hard these last two weeks to get back into a good habit, and I hope that you have taken notice!
The team packs up the chest of silver before heading outside to once again breath clean air unsoiled by death and decay. After a few shaky breaths, everyone steels themselves to head over to the barn. The barn is the larger of the two structures, an L-shaped building constructed around a unique feature— a twelvefoot high stone head, canted slightly to the left, depicting a helmed warrior, his face a stern model of placid determination. Moss has grown over much of the weathered figure, making his features hard to discern. This head, known locally as the “Stone Warrior,” is a remnant of an ancient Thassilonian statue that once stood in the area. Too large to move and too unique to destroy, Hambley decided to use it as a support for his barn and incorporated it into the building’s structure. Within the barn, the smell of soiled rottenness nearly overwhelms you as you move past the doors and into the warm, dimly lit interior. Not far in, you spy what appears to be a nest.. possibly the place the ghouls were using to rest. Piles of bones are strewn through the nest, some still showing stringy bits of raw meat dangling between the marks of gnashing teeth. Looking closer at the bones, they are of all different sizes and makes. Some look like cow.. others look like pig.. but still others look a little too familiar to be of any comfort at all. Despite this, you find nothing else of interest in your quick inspection.
As the team moves into the temple, the building itself seems to shake and rattle for a brief couple of seconds. As you stare about you, a ghostly figure of a man rises up from the altar and floats in midair, blazing eyes staring down at you. The ghostly form appears to be wearing clothing you would have expected all the colonists to be wearing.. simple homespun tunic and trousers. However, his clothing still bears the rends and bloody rips of a violent attack. You can feel an otherworldly anger flood over you as you stand agape! Suddenly, a howling voice whirls through the room fluttering pages of the texts lying scattered about and knocking over a chair here and there.
The room shakes again with uncontrolled anger and objects start rattling and shaking where they sit! DC 12 K. Religion: You are facing a very VERY upset Poltergeist. More based on roll!
Galonor pushes open the nearest door on the right, and the team troops in. This chamber is a small barracks with a pair of double bunks and a door in the north wall. The eastern portion of the room is partitioned into a pair of cells with doors made from iron bars. Inside each is a shoddy bunk and a rusty bucket.
Noiraigue correctly identifies the bow and the wooden sculpture, and moves into the little temple. Katria identifies the second statue, marking this as a duel use space of sorts, and Glickly spots the blood leading from the door into the temple and towards the altar. As Noiraigue examines the bow, he can see that it is most likely a very well made and functional tool.
Kiera and Volkar both notice a squeaky floorboard in the master bedroom.. and a little work uncovers a loose floorboard under which Crade Hambley hid a stout wooden coffer. Inside, meticulously organized into leather pouches containing 100 sp each, is Hambley’s life’s savings—a total of 3,400 sp.
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