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It appears your prey had complete trust in the lock and secret. Between the main treasury and the secret treasury, you find a literal trove:

Magic greatsword

Magic composite longbow

Magic shield

a standard grade adamantine greatsword

The four chests are organized into two chests full of coins—spread across them all are

26,000 cp

3,900 sp

1,000 gp

120 pp

Each chest in the secret room contains several hundred unsorted coins and pouches of gemstones. Altogether, the contents of the chests are worth 6,448 gp.

Also among the treasure is a small, bloodstained prayerbook

Graloch's face shows some surprise at the amount of copper. Ive heard that in other worlds that copper is worth quite a bit more than here...

Graloch takes a look at the mural and sword art onwall.

Warfare Lore 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

Perception 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (12) + 21 = 33

The monk concentrates on bringing down blue, then shifting to purple. He lays into blue with a stiff thrust knee to create distance and follows up with a right kick. He then drops into a lower wolf stance to change it up for his last opponent.

Flurry of Kicks
Stance
Attack

Flurry 1 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (6) + 27 = 33
dragon knee 3d10 + 8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (3, 10, 2) + 8 + 3 + 1 = 27

Flurry 2 1d20 + 27 - 5 ⇒ (12) + 27 - 5 = 34
dragon kick 3d10 + 8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8, 3, 6) + 8 + 3 + 1 = 29 Stunning Fist, if either strike lands, DC 33 Fort or be Stun1, Stun3 on crit fail

Attack 3 1d20 + 27 - 8 ⇒ (16) + 27 - 8 = 35
wolf strike 3d8 + 8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4, 3, 7) + 8 + 3 + 1 = 26

Round 4

Though appearing calm outwardly, the monk smiles on the inside as he faces three opponents at once. He crouches low and lunges at blue then black, using a fierce tripping manuever on each, he follows up with a more desperate trip on the third one.

** Mixed Manuever trip/trip
* regular trip

Trip 1 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (14) + 27 = 41

Trip 2 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (8) + 27 = 35

Trip 3 1d20 + 27 - 10 ⇒ (13) + 27 - 10 = 30

Round 3

The monk trusts the others to finish off Red. He ducks, bobs, and then rolls through the enemy line. Now flanking with Vorcan, he lays into his new Green opponent.

* Acrobatics/Tumble Through
* Flurry of Blows
* Trip

Acrobatics 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (11) + 26 = 37

Flurry 1 1d20 + 27 ⇒ (14) + 27 = 41
dragon knee 3d10 + 8 + 1d6 ⇒ (1, 8, 9) + 8 + (3) = 29 last d6 is shock damage

Flurry 2 1d20 + 27 - 5 ⇒ (18) + 27 - 5 = 40
dragon kick 3d10 + 8 + 1d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 3) + 8 + (6) = 28

if either strike hits, DC33 fort save or Stun 1, Stun3 on crit fail

Graloch also has the Bloody Blows orc feat if any unarmed attack crits, deals 1d4 persistant bleed damage

Trip/Athletics 1d20 + 27 - 10 ⇒ (9) + 27 - 10 = 26

Round 2

The monk is perked up by the strange potion plucked from the mouth of his equally strange comrade. Not that he is judging, help is help. Even when it comes from an unorthodox storage container.
Graloch moves out to the front of the group and hopefully will take the brunt of the attacks. He steps in close to the Red baddie and tries to pick the ankle for a takedown. He follows up with a pair of brutal kicks that will work effectively on a standing or downed opponent.

Stride
Trip
Flurry

Trip/Athletics 1d20 + 27 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 27 + 1 = 42

Flurry attack 1 1d20 + 27 - 5 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 27 - 5 + 1 = 28
dragon kick 3d10 + 8 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 5) + 8 + 1 + (5) = 24

Flurry attack 2 1d20 + 27 - 10 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 27 - 10 + 1 = 24
dragon kick 3d10 + 8 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (8, 5, 1) + 8 + 1 + (6) = 29

Stunning Fist, DC33 fort save or be stunned 1, crit fail stun3

are we still under a -1 effect for all of our rolls?

Round 1

With just the tiniest bit of a grin the monk enters into combat. He slips into Dragon stance and faces off against his first (but hopefully not last) opponent. He leads with a hard footjab into a devastating punch combo.

Dragon Stance
Move
Flurry of Blows to orange

Melee attack 1d20 + 27 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 27 - 1 = 44
dragon 3d10 + 8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 3) + 8 + 3 + (2) = 21 bludgeoning damage, last d6 shock

Melee attack 1d20 + 22 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 22 - 1 = 34
dragon 3d10 + 8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 6) + 8 + 3 + (2) = 29 B damage, last d6 shock

stunning fist: if either attack hits, then opponent must fort save vs DC33 or be stunned 1 action (3 on crit)

Stealth 1d20 + 25 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 25 - 1 = 40

The monk quickly dissapears among the storage containers or tries to

Graloch looks around

perception 1d20 + 21 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 21 - 1 = 27

"There's an alcove here before another set of doors," she says, pulling the door open. "Shall we continue?"

The monk moves up with her and gives an affirmative nod.

"Truly?" Helvetilia considers. "These may prove a useful distraction for the men and women training on the floor above. Let us pause on this and next see what is on the other side of this door."

Perception (M): +24-1

The monk looks at the gems with some interest. fascinating…

Helvetilia gestures to the others and points to the stairs past the two arctic beasts.

Stealth +25-1=24, Foil Senses, Swift Sneak

The monk acquiesces to Hel’s request to head for the stairs.

The 1/2orc moves with care and smooth balance.
stealth +25-1, foil senses

moved people on the map

Graloch doesnt overly think about it. But he is relatively sure their target isnt in the basement. He points to the smaller doors to the east. He motions to Hel to watch the western sleeping bear while he watches to the north.
He trusts the rogue to handle the door, and the other two to be useful where applicable.

Graloch hears nothing on the close double doors. They don't seem to be locked either.

The monk lets Vorcan check the doors first, but he opens and leads the group inside

Current Position: Slide 3. There are two other doors here, though they look official. You can also scale the wall to the second floor from the outside, though it's not going to be easy. (There's still an open skill check available.

The monk moves to the door, he inspects and listens.

Perception 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (14) + 21 = 35

Stealth 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (18) + 25 = 43 foil senses

The monk polites bows his head for Hel’s prayer. Graloch is always respectful of such things. Though for the most part he believes the Divines help those who help themselves. He generally tries hard NOT to need their help.

Graloch considers it. He prefers tonight and stealth.

Graloch does his best to cover during Helvetilia’s failed attempt. Luck holds and the monk didnt need to start stealthfully killing people.

Stealth +25

The monk will accompany Hel.

Stealth +25
Invisibility as needed via elven cloak

The monk is bluntly honest with the others. I dont think Ill be of much direct use with the rest of preparations. Is there a way I can assist the rest of you. I can pretend to be a servant or body guard for one of you?

The monk calms his mind and body for a long stay. He stays out twice as long to get a greater sense of what goes on in a typical day.

Observe

Stealth +25
Darkvision

After reporting in, the monk gets some food and rest. He knows he needs good rest to be in top condition.

Feeling refreshed he packs some extra food/water and heads back in for his approach.

Approach
Stealth +25
invisibility

The monk is patient. He waits. He watches. He is still.

Stealth +25

Graloch really only the skills for approaching/observing. If I'm understanding everything correctly

The monk will use his stealth and elven cloak to make another approach to Crownhold. He takes a different path and at a differing time.

Stealth +25
elven cloak w/ invisibility

The monk finds a different viewpoint from Hel. He settles in w/ an amazing amount of patience. He alternates between meditating to keep his mind sharp and doing micro muscle flexing to keep his body from getting too stiff.
Graloch stays out during the night to see what else can be observed after the sun goes down.

Observe Crownhold

Stealth +25, natural darkvision

In prep for this mission Graloch has his saw tooth saber wrapped up in blankets hiding it.

After a quick talk w/ Helvetilia, the half orc also heads out to approach and scout the fortress. He approaches from a different angle for a differing view.

Approach Crownhold

Stealth +25
Uses the invisibility from elven cloak as needed.

The halforc casually joins the group at the table when the courier arrives. He whispers aside to Coro I think the chances of finding a lady friend for the night are slim anyways...

Graloch listens and ponders anything else he might know about Gorum or this Ordulf

Lore Warefare 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (18) + 16 = 34

He has no problem in going without the red mantis mask or carrying his sawtooth saber. I dont need to use it in battle He gives the tiniest scowl at wearing heavy armor or carrying a greatsword. Heavy armor is something he cannot abide. Perhaps he would blend in better looking like a strong back servant for the party?

I'll be traveling with kids tomorrow.

I hope your kids are good travelers.

Helvetilia swirls a chair ostentatiously out from under the table near the bar and slides her rucksack onto the back. She brushes her dark hair over her left shoulder before sitting down with one leg crossed over the other knee. She taps the toe of her red, leather boot in the air to whatever tune the resident skald is playing. "It's fine Graloch," she says while waving to get a barmaid's attention. "You sit way over there. We won't take offense."

She fastidiously adjusts the belts, pouches, and charms wrapped around her waist. "Another dramatic tableau, touchingly appropriate as usual, Vorcan. But did you see his expression when the blades came out? That moment when they realize that they did not, in fact, get away with their crimes is priceless."

Once the waitress arrives at the table, she orders a quality red.

Graloch responds with the slightest of nods and lifts his glass a tiny bit.

The half orc sat at the bar. He wore dark, mostly black clothing w/ a few red highlights. He kept his hood up, but other than that didn't try to hide his orc heritage. Graloch had learned that he could not hide that part of himself. His skin's green/gray tinge and small tusks were a dead giveaway. But he had long grown used to it. He took comfort and solace in the strength and discipline of his mind and body. While some did find him frightening, he never tried to intimidate or threaten. He used his words or his fists as needed.
He sipped the glass of honey mead. He rarely took alcohol, but sometimes allowed himself one after a contract was fulfilled. Just as sometimes he would have a woman to reward himself. He usually took woman of orc or goblin blood, it caused less problems. But they were few and far between in this part of the world.
He scanned the crowd a little and simply enjoyed the mead which was quite good.

Here for the killing