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Alright, thanks all for playing. I’ll give 24 hrs for any more requests, then bump this game to inactive. Anything after that, PM me.
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Rysam smiles and welcomes the group in, "Tea is the least I can do for saving our bacon! Let's get you all out of the cold and settled, our chef will get some food going while the other men and I put up the dogs, clean up these bodies and check out the fire damage." The sun is starting to set, dinner and a sleep would probably be wise.
Alright, Bella's chronicle and reporting has had a faction change. Khellek's chronicle is now in there. Should be good. Any other update/change requests may take a little longer than those, I'm starting a two day work shift into a busy weekend with a wedding to go to and birthday party to host. Chronicle note: There is an amulet of health listed on the sheet, I believe it was a hangover from dnd 3.5. Several things in season 0 are that way. You can't buy it, fyi, so just ignore it.
Waiting to post Khellek's chronicle for him to reroll that dayjob. If others also have rerolls and get better results, I can quickly update them. Also, everyone check their sheets over. I have been known to make a mistake here or there when filling them out. Bella, just wanted to double check that your faction is Grand Lodge and not Liberty's Edge.
Anyone have rerolls and want to use them on their dayjob checks, get em done! Ezren, are you applying this pregen credit to a level 1 PC or holding it for a lvl 7?
The last beastman falls to the ground under the combined attacks of the pathfinders. A familiar face (your dog sled coach) pokes his head through a cracked open cabin door, then throws it open wide, "AHAH! Oh man, I thought we were goners. Ya got back just in time. And ya didn't even die on the way up or back!?! Pretty good training I'd say."
The holy man HITS! But doesn’t fell the final foe. Will the beast get another attack against the group? Will he be uttering his final words in mere moments? Will the cabin spontaneously explode, killing everyone?!?
Miriel attacks with a flurry of slashes, weaving together combat strategy with brute force. Her first two strikes finish off the purple scarfed foe, so she turns her third to the last enemy. But misses. However, the distraction opens up a shot for Khellek to land a bolt into its lower leg.
Fatigued or not, the pathfinders manage to dig deep and are carving and stabbing their way through this combat effectively. Red Reverend chops his target down with two swings. Bella drills a weakened foe, dropping it as well. Only two enemies remain, both focused on the hard to hit Miriel. for
Two solid hits, the tide is turning!
Bold are up. Don’t forget everyone is still fatigued.
Red becomes synonymous with his name after two swings leave him in a bloody pool on the snow. His counterpart cheers and steps over towards purple scarf.
Khellek’s bolt misfires, almost snapping the string. Fortunately he is able to clear the jam with no harm to the weapon. Miriel’s combat prowess against the remorhaz is seeming to maybe be a fluke, but she does get one decent slash against her target.
The wizard misses with his first shot, but switches targets and lands his second! It hits and burns and… keeps burning as his foe collapses to the ground, scorched to death!
The purple scarfed one howls with even more anger before stepping back into flanking and unleashing multiple attacks.
But her armor easily deflects such pathetic natural attacks. Beauty is definitely winning against the Beast.
Bold are up. Don’t forget everyone is still fatigued.
Bella attempts to put out the roof, the roof, the roof that’s on fire.
She does so! Red Reverend attempts to prove his god is better than Miriel’s. It isn’t, but so far it isn’t worse. The brutes move up to tactically take positions and attack!
for
RR takes a solid body shot but Miriel’s battle prowess and armor give her a strong advantage against the wild brutes.
Bold are up. Don’t forget everyone is still fatigued.
Khellek Hastes and Inspires and then hopes. Hopes that this is the last fight of the day! Miriel charges (flavor) and swings and hopes too. Hopes that her horrid tired swing hits! It doesn’t. Ezren calmly peppers his foe with magical force. Bones crack from the percussive energy. The leader looking one with a nice purple scarf rushes around the building roaring an angry challenge (rage) and swings an arm at the paladin.
But his heart isn’t really into it. Just didn’t really want to leave the cave this morning.
Bold are up. Don’t forget everyone is still fatigued.
No luck on any of that (these bones aren’t magical) and the society isn’t going to need your help with the ritual, which will be done later. Yeah, they are jerks like that sometimes.
Anyone have faction journal card questions as we near the end of this scenario?
Oh yeah, it’s been more than three hours. Good question.
The pathfinders rush down the mountain. Maybe the dogs that survived will break free and wander home. Maybe not. But those drums are constantly getting louder. It seems like even while booking it, they can’t outpace the sounds. Drums echo around and in front and behind. It feels like every turn could be an ambush. Stress, anxiety, fatigue, everything is going against the group right now. But somehow, you all finally see the smoke from the waystation up ahead. But… that’s a little too MUCH smoke! Bursting over a small rise, the mentally and physically exhausted society members see half the roof of the cabin engulfed in flames! Beastmen/yeti are dancing around cackling with glee.
The cabin burns a bit Water or cold spells may help put it out.
Bold are up. Don’t forget everyone is still fatigued.
The Red Reverend fires a bolt into a snow bank. Belladonna starts freaking out and forgets how to control her dogs. The dogs just keep running. The closest sled curls off, with the rider directing the musher to ‘get the heck out of here!’ The final sled rider thinks about it for a second, then glances back at the wreckage and realizes they are the only ones left before ordering the same course of action.
A tiny speck of flame shoots out from the finger of the wizard, heading towards the north group of sledders. It seems like such an insignificant thing until... it isn't. A massive fireball washes over the two sleds, almost reaching the southern group. Snow is instantly melted, scorched away revealing rocky ground below. But what happens to the people and dogs is much much worse.
The only positive out of that is the lack of smell. Not because there isn't any burning flesh, hair, fur or other things. But because the group is quickly outpacing the wreckage of two sleds as they keep bolting down the mountain. But in their rearview mirrors they see the full cataclism caused. Riders and mushers blasted to oblivion and tumbling to the ground as the sleds flip and explode (why did they explode?!?). The dogs, scorched and knocked down, pile up into an agonizing mess of burned harnesses. Painful howls of pain remind everyone that a few of them survived, but are quickly left behind.
Bold May Go!
The group is blessed with Haste and Khellek’s dogs speed up a little bit. Ezren is up!
Miriel skips her earlier plan of jumping off and challenging any enemies, instead hoping to outrun the Aspis. Her dogs respond to the urgency in her voice and speed up.
The two lead Aspis enemies move up and the riders ready bolas. An Aspis in a red cloak readies to cast.
Bold May Go!
A majority of the pathfinders very easily recognize that the drums and yells are NOT that of friendship, but of war. The group moves quickly to the sleds and the last bit of thought of friendship vanishes as a volley of spears flies through the air out of the fog, landing just where the pathfinders had walked. Quickly hopping onto their sleds and turning them around, the group starts moving as another volley of spears flies out of the fog. This time a little closer to being accurate. Finally, as they get up to a slow speed, four abominable humanoids burst from the fog and hurl another flurry of spears. Due to the speed and range, the spears fall short and the humanoids fall out of sight from the speeding dogsleds. The drums do not lessen though, actually increasing and spreading. Now it sounds like they are all around and even in front of the group as they speed down the mountain. They remain distant, but it's obviously a concern. _____________________ The group passes through the eye and heads down into the wings. A chorus of yowling dogs echoes from atop the surrounding hills. Suddenly, from out of the snow-covered brush shoot four teams of dogsleds. They barrel down the hills at breakneck speed. The four dogsleds pull in behind the pathfinders and a man on the third sled laughs, "I told you they would get it for us! And probably all out of spells after fighting to it. Easy pickings, get em!"
Bold May Go!
Miriel doesn’t feel cursed, so that’s good. Red Reverend doesn’t know what the shiny magical pebble is, though Khellek suggests it is a ion stone of some sort. Those are neeeever cursed. Certainly not one that ended with its owner dissolved inside the gullet of a remorhaz. The group gets to the slick slope. The drums sound closer. How do they proceed down it?
Remorhaz are well known for ingesting shiny objects and any adventurer that kills one is recommended to check its stomach. Assuming someone does so (RR probably) in the time it takes to collect the bones, you find a glowing magical stone.
As the group starts heading back to the sleds, they hear noises from the mountain all around them. Dozens of shaggy beastmen (were) howl(ing) from the fog-enshrouded precipices, their chants (earlier) seemingly silenced by the death of monstrous worm-creature. Then slowly, the drums start beating. The tempo rises furiously, followed by an enraged chorus of violent, howling screams.
I have hope that two weeks is it, but this group/game goes slow periodically.
Fyi, we will definitely not finish before the start of game day on September 4th.
And as quickly as the angry ‘kill the grave robbers’ curse washes over the Paladin, it fades away. Shelyn seems to still be on Miriel’s side, this time. The stone seals a small chamber filled with a bed of charcoal. Atop the charcoal sits a rolled up leather blanket tied closed with knotted silk rope. The leather blanket is lined with red and orange silks that bind together a collection of bones, intricately scrimshawed with fine calligraphy and rubbed with gold leaf, to make the runes stand out.
Miriel leans down into the ice pit and prepares herself to remove the lid. She grasps the edges and then thinks, was the trap trigger removing the lid or just touching it? She quickly finds her answer as the curse discharges and floods through her system.
Bella quickly recognizes that the bone container is (magically) trapped! Now, where is that pesky rogue the group brought along, this thing needs disabled.
That soon? Eesh. Hadn’t paid attention. A week is unlikely.
Khellek notices the red amulet the group saw earlier on one of the beastmen is magical.
The Paladin manages to wedge out a couple of ice chunks and then the rest are easy to grab. In the excavated hole is a large flat stone engraved with a spiraling ring of primal looking
About a little over halfway. But you have also cranked through the first two combats very efficiently. So we might get there?
And falls to the ground, twitching! Miriel is able to extricate herself from the body after a few moments and all seems well again.
Even with all the spells and all the help, Miriel can’t squirm free from the tight sharp grip of her many footed foe. She prepares a dagger for her trip down its burning gullet! Red Reverend’s weapon slashes, Belladonna’s star knife stabs, lite brite blasts away, but the beast does not yet fall!
The missiles slam into the burning hot centipede monstah, peppering it's plates with small cracks . Red Reverend's nasty big weapon slices a leg off the creature, which falls to the ground wriggling for a second . But the beast isn't done yet, even though the pathfinders hit it with everything they had! It tries to chomp down on the biggest closest threat. for and...
And the big hitter is held tight!!!
Bold May Act!
A very bubbly Archon pops into existence and suddenly the Remorhaz starts thinking about whether it is in the wrong maybe.
Then it realizes it is just protecting its eggs, like anyone would. But still, that stupid flying light is annoying. The Belladonna smites it with holy power!!!
It isn’t as effective as Bella hopes, but at least a little pain was caused. Khellek tells a very well thought out joke.
Which does not land on his target audience. But what does land is Miriel’s blade. Hard. It slashes through a joint in the creature’s carapace and bloody ichor sprays out into the ground.
Bold May Act!
Ezren zips up to a somewhat safer height. Khellek begins inspiring his class to do well on their standardized tests. Korf means ball, he reminds them. He also helps their writing speed up for a few rounds. Red Reverend prepares himself for a good bloodletting! Belladonna starts summoning a friend and Miriel’s elvish weapon seems to get even sharper. Then, an immense centipede-like beast erupts from the snow, rows of chitinous plates on its back glowing red-hot. It seems way past the point of defending its eggs, instead looking more ready to gulp down every one of you.
Bold May Act!
I am in the middle of a four day stretch of 12 hr shifts, so I am not sure when I will post. Just giving a heads up.
Miriel starts chopping away. Her big muscles and powerful strikes make pretty quick work of the ice. As she is about to start pulling out chunks, Belladonna recognizes danger is approaching as the ground is giving off a light rumbling. Putting two and two together, you can guess it is probably the remorhaz eggs parent. But who knows!
It appears there is something buried about three feet down into the clearish blue ice.
The final foe falls. Quiet descends upon the plateau. Only light gurgling as the beast men bleed out.
The snow creature with a red pendant becomes simply a pile of red meat after Bella and Miriel finish with them.
Ezren peppers a yeti with magical force bolts and RR slashes its chest. It roars, steps up and attacks all out. Arms flailing and teeth gnashing at the cleric. for
The priest of murder takes two body shots. The yeti’s buddy moves into flanking and bites at him!
But misses. Whether they would have run away or not is a moot point now, the fight is on!
Bold May Act!
Busy weekend here, I’ll try to post later today. |