|
Klothar's page
 474 posts. Alias of bsongy.
|
The first chocker recoils from the Storm Burts, trying to fend off the effects with its tentacles, but receives the full effect never less.
Recovering the spell effects the First Choker releases Septa and attacks the Second Choker while the Second choker continues it's attacks upon the first:
First Choker Attack, left tentacle: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (15) - 2 = 13
First Choker Attack, right tentacle: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (19) - 2 = 17
Second Choker Attack, left tentacle: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4
Second Choker Attack, right tentacle: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (14) - 2 = 12
First Choker damage, right tentacle: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
While the first choker has minor wounds from the Storm Burst spell, the Second Choker is grievously injured by both the Storm Burst cast upon it as well as the strike from the other choker.
Septa, with a choker to either side of him, a bubbling spring to the left, open terrain to the right (with a stockade surrounding a cabin 25 feet away) and the tentacles of the two chokers whipping overhead as they attack each other, wonders what action to take.
Seeing the goblins have been felled, Balik moves next to the injured man and heals him.
Both attacks of the second choker lash about inneffectually.
Septa, what is your action?
second choker attack, right tentacle: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11
second choker attack, left tentacle: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4
The first choker continues to tighten it's grip, squeezing Septa's kneck, preventing even the smallest air into his lungs.
first choker attack: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Straining for life giving air, clawing at the tentacle around his throat, Septa still manages to be surprised, when the second choker attacks the first, evidently looking to fight for the opportunity to have Septa as a meal.
The first choker continues to tighten it's grip, squeezing Septa's kneck, preventing even the smallest air into his lungs.
first choker attack: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Balik turns and attacks the short sword wielding goblin with his long spear, making sure to stand just withing range of his long spear.
Balik fires his crossbow at the halberd wielding goblin, drops his crossbow and advances towards the same goblin, threatening it with his spear
Batik fires his crossbow at the Halberd wielding goblin, drops his crossbow and advances towards the same goblin, drawing his blade.
Septa's storm burst strikes the choker rattling it's nerves.
The non-grappling choker moves five feet to one side, moving towards the side of his companion but is unable to clear enough distance to avoid reaching over his companion. The second choker, still realing from the storm burts, attacks...
right tentacle: 1d20 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 - 2 = -2
left tentacle: 1d20 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (7) - 2 - 2 = 3
...but misses badly with both tentacles.
round 2
The first choker chooses to tighten it's grip on Septa's neck, trying to break the very bones in his neck...
first choker's damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
the snaping sensation serving as a painful warning to Septa that he needs to act quickly.
Re 7 sept 05:53 message concerning Septa entering compound.
Inside, after climbing the walls.
Yes. Supernatural abilities do not require verbal component.
You are standing next to the East side of a spring box; a 5' by 5' box of flagstones, 5' deep, filled with watet, the water entering from a fissure at the bottom, exiting by overflowing one rim, flowing downhill, under the stockade.
The checkers are adjacent to Septa. One to the north and one to the south. As I mentioned.
A huge tree, a banyan, grows 30' to the north of the springbox. It's trunk, a cluster of smaller stems, is 15' in diameter. The vine chokers were in overhanging branches before they dropped down. Amounts the vines, they had effective invisibility as long as they didn't move.
The stockade is about 80' by 120'. A log and stone cabin lies at the west of the stockade compound. The spring box lies in the east side of the compound. The entire area inside is overgrown by vines. A closed and barred gate lies to the south.
The vine choker that dropped behind Septa tswings an "arm" made of twisted vines towards Septa 's head, followed by a swing with the other arm.
left tentacle: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 6 + 2 = 24
right tentacle: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 2 = 28
left damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
right damage with critical: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (1, 2) + 6 = 9
left grab: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
right grab: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Two gashes are opened oo Septa ' s cheek and forehead, but he is more concerned about the left "arm" of the creature wrap around his neck. Septa is unable to speak. He knows that he can hold his breath for a while but he is unable to speak, unable to form even the simplest magical syllable.
Septa can see however. It is apparent to him that the creatures, with their ten foot long "arma", intend for both to gain a strangling hold, then back up so that Septa is held between them,unable to reach the main body of either creature, and hold him there until he dies from damage or aphicsiation. The fact that there are two of them, each of them a tracking with two limbs, limbs with a 10 foot reach and they have an incredible natural skill with grappling, far better than Septa, he realizes that he is in dire danger!
The other creature looks ready to attack.
The water is fresh and cold. As Septa rises to stand, he places his hand upon a vine on the tree. The vine suddenly transforms into a humanoid shape as it falls A second humanoid shape forms from Vines in the tree and jumps down to flank Septa.
no attacks in the surprise round
round. Roll initiative
initiative
vine choker 1 initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
vine choker 2 initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Septa sees no activity hole watching.
When trying to enter, hediscovers that the stockade gate is closed and barred. The only way in, apparently, is to climb over.
It is about two miles up the footpath, but it is a gain in altitude of about 800 ft. Septa reaches the top, out of breath and sweaty after a four hour hike, at one pm.
In the heat of the sun Septa sees a well built timber stockade surrounding ding a small Lodge in a clearing of the jungle growth on this mountain top. The stockade walls are made of sharpened wooden stakes 7 feet tall. Septa is able to see inside through gaps between the stakes. Vines wrap and strangle a great the that rises next to the lodge blocking light from above. Besides it is a bubbling spring.
Septa finds that the maize field is about 2000 feet east to west and, as he reaches the western edge he can see that the field extends about 3000 feet north to south. On the west edge there is a band of jungle at the base of the mountain, but a strip of knee high grass runs between the maize field and the jungle.
Septa can now see the bottom of the footpath leads to a fork, with one branch leading to the north end of the maize field and the other branch leading towards the North end of the island.
To the west north west, on top the mountain, at the high end of the footpath, nearly two miles away, Septa can see a building of some kind.
To the west, the Highlands rise steeply, so steeply that technical climbing would be required. Up high on the escarpment, Septa can see a footpath that meanders with switchbacks, reaching the jungle about 3000 feet to the North.
Septa stands on the south edge of an abandoned maize field, the plants reaching above his head and blocking vision both to the north and the immediate east and west.
To the south, East and North East the beach extends.
septa travels Northward, the spine of mountains Westward to his left, a broad beach stretching Eastward and Northeast ward to his right. After about 1000 feet, Septa approaches a grass area at the edge of the jungle.
Septa sees that what he mistook at first for tall elephant grass, he realizes it is actually an overgrown field of maize. The crops have gone wild, creating a high barrier wafting gently in the breeze.
Septa makes it to the beach a large flat expanse of sand with little or no cover. He drags it up above the high water line. It looks at the two barrels, in the 400 meter distance to the north where the nearest edge of the jungle is.w
Septa makes good time, as he passes under the cliffs of the promontory. Substances that wave action has carved overhangs and caves at the base of the promontory. Beyond the promontory the coast turns northeast and then late then curving to the east northeast. From the promontory the land quickly slopes down to the sea with the rocky portions becoming smaller and more gradual to eventually opening to a long broad sandy beach. Be on the beach septic and see that the north side of the island is covered by jungle.
Balik attempts to approach unheard and unseen and listen in on the conversation.
please feel free to make rolls for Balik. It is difficult for me to access character sheet from this phone.
As he rows Eastward, Septa sees the coast remains rocky and turns south eastward, towards a promontory to the southeast. Beyond that, the coast turns back northeast but sight of that portion of the coast is blocked by the promontory cliff.
To the south of South by South West, Septa sees the rotting hulk of a shipwreck leaning, stuck of the coral reef. Septa s path will take him between the shipwreck and the island.
The treacherous current continues. please make another profession sailor check at DC12 to retain control over the boat.
Septa immediately recognizes that strong current will be difficult to handle the craft, especially for a craft designed for a larger crew.
DC12 Profession(sailor) check to keep the boat from being pushed in the wrong direction, possible onto the reef or rocks
The island is sizable, longer in the east west direction than in the north south direction. The west end of the island is dominated by a solitary, rocky Mountain peak, which drops directly into the ocean. The entire western coast is a solid cliff face, the surf beating rocks at its base.
Septa has a choice. Attempt to brave the surf and scale the cliff. Follow the southern coast eastward. Or follow the northern coast eastward.
Action?
Acting like it's the most natural thing Balik dumps the remains of salt onto the counter top pushup it into a tidy pile. He then takes the empty salt dish and fills it from his mug. Finally he puts a bit of bread and the vegetable leaf nearby.
Trying to look as nonchalant as possible, Balik looks up at the bartender. "What?"
"Quit ya belly achkin! And get Goin or I will drop you right now" says Captain Plugged drawing a pistol, one of the pistols missing from the Wormwood, and leveling it at Septa.
"There are two boats. Go! And be back in time or we are stranding your cursed hide! Go! To hell or the island, GO!!!!"
Sorry that the critical is wasted.
Captain Plugged denies Septa s request to bring along more people, but Cog and Owlbear get the cutter loaded with two empty barrels and Septa footlocker.
The cutter is a large rowed vessel It can seat six people, including three rowers and a tills man. A mast and sail are folded and lashed in the bottom.
Septa remembers hearing about a Chelish scouting vessel, the Internus, which ran aground on Bone wrack Island when the Captains shock Marines, several ghouls, turned on the crew. A few of the crew escaped to tell the tale. That is all Septa knows.
The water here is crystal clear and Septa can see the ring of coral reef that surrounds the island, varying between five and twenty five feet below the surface. The reef cause the waves to break into a heavy surf; within the reef the island is surrounded by treacherous currents. The island lies about 400 yards to the East of the ship.
Cog and Owlbear load the shops boat with two empty thirty gallon barrels and lower the ships boat.
Septa has about ten minutes to make any preps for departure or take any action.
the ships suddenly jars as it runs up on a reef. After thirty minutes of activity Captain Plugged announces "All hands! Wr are stuck fast and hulled though the bilge pump is keeping ahead of the leak. Everyone over the side to rig a sail as a patch. You...YOU....Septa.. Take the ships boat and fetch water from that island eastward. Chart calls it Bone wrack Island and the chart shows it plenty big enough for fresh water. It will take a day and a half for repairs, and we will be leaving at the first high tide after to make for kara..I mean Port Peril. Port Peril, just like Captain Harrington ordered. In any case, be back in forty eight hours or you will be left, marooned here."
Cog replies "Aye. Grinds lows are a might hard to hit, but bein' wee lads it takes but a tap to do them in. It's thar tentacles they Ave step o feet though that I hate. Like willing eels they trip ya if they can."
Knowledge Dungeoneering roll please
While Septa thinking,the first bank has several crewmembers home barrels up from the hold onto deck. The first thing shows the captain that the barrels have been tampered with. The water barrels have been broken allowing almost all the water to leak out. The one barrel of hard tack when opened is found to contain thousands of small tentacled creature no bigger than thumbnail each; all of the food is contaminated.
the captain announces that's a terrible shame far and female roommates. But there's nothing to do about that. Wecwill be making for land to gather water in provisions carpenters get to working on these water barrels repairing them septa and cog dump this hardtack over the side.
as the crew gets to work the ship turns and headed north west. After about 15 minutes septa Spy something in the water. Snagging it with a book book he sees that at some point. Sandaras boot. She must have come this way.
The healing surge was sorely needed and does a lot more good than
Sawbone's bandages and poultices.
Septa meets up with Cog, as crew members discuss the battle. Its apparent from the quickly clearing skies that the storm was somehow summoned by those creatures.
Cog reports that they seemef quiye adapt at climbing to the masts and yardarms; their sucketed tentacles grabbing a strong hold even on wet wood.
Others report that oft tripped crewmembers with their tentacled causong some tofall to the deck.
After listening to the Captain question Cursewell it is quickly determine what they wete after. They seized all of the female crew, escaping with all but Cursewell.
Upon hearing this Septa looks about and confirms what he suspected. Sandara os not on board. She has been taken.
Septa's deeply wounds the humanoid previously injured by Kippers dagger and the humanoid collapses.
As Septa moves toward the bound Cook's Mate Rosie Cursewell, the other humanoid follows Septa and attacks from behind....
humanoid to hit with Trident: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
...but the trident passes over his shoulder.
Fipps and Kipper move up behind the humanoid and attack with cutlasses...
Fipps to hit: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 = 11
Kipper to hit: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 2 = 24
Kipper damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
...Kipper gains a flanking position and drives his cutlass through the creatures back.
Septa looks about and sees that the enemy has fled the ship back into the ocean. Above the gale which had raged for three days dissipates within minutes, suggesting that it was of magical origin.
The crew begin coming down from the rigging and the ships surgeon begins using his healing skill to bandage the wounds of the crew. Six of the goblin-octopus creatures plus two of the fish-like humanoids were killed, and while the majority of the crew are injured none of the crew were killed.
Questions? Actions?
The aquatic humanoids lunge at Septa as he comes up the stairs...
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
...but Septa dances between their thrusts.
Fipps Chumlet charges up after him, swinging a cutless.
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
...and misses with a wild swing.
Kipper, still on he staircase,throws a dagger...
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
...striking one of the trident wielders.
Now on the deck, Septa can see a fight raging on the aft deck as well as in the rigging. This round though, dozens of the humanoids begin retreatinh into the ocean.
The humanoid with the staff scuttles on his tentacles and jumps overboard.
All of the humanoids on the far side dive into the water with another crewmate, lwaving one crewmate tied up on the deck.
Septa turns to face the two trident wielders, who dont seem ready to flee.
The other two sailor ready their weapons on the gun deck, but do not look like they intend to push past Septa and storm the deck.
Balik destroys the dogs body using repetaed castings of Acid Splash, not wanting to leave an infected carcass on the road.
Making sure the dog collar and crossbow bolt are clean, he puts them away....
...looks upward to judge the time of day and the outlook for the weather, and checking that he is heading in teh right direction...
Survival roll, weather: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Survival roll, navigation: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
...and sets off back down the road, examining the collar...
Unskilled Appraise check: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10
..before putting it away and picking up his pace to a jog, still trying to put some distance between himself and the farm.
Damage from Ice Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Concentration Check for Staff Wielder: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Damage from Call Lightning: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 1) = 6
The ice dart leaps from Septa's hand, striking the humanoid with the coral staff. Instinctively flinching, the staff wielder loses control of the magical force being formed with his free hand; in response a lighting bolt, from the storm clouds, strikes the main mast charring it a bit but doing no serious damage, but missing the intended target on the Aft Deck completely.
In the flash of the lightning, for a brief instant, Septa can see that the humanoids are not like the scaly fish like humanoid he saw on the stairs below. The humanoids here are small, almost goblin-like, but lack any legs, instead walking upon a mass of tenticles.
Roll Knowledge Dungeoneering to identify these creatures
Septa can also see that the six figures at the far gunwall are similar, and the three large bundles they are carrying tied and unmoving crewmates!
The flash fades and the creatures on the far side fade into the blur of rain and darkness.
A shot rings out from the Aft Deck, dropping one of the creatures. Two of the creatures push the crew member over the side and jump in. The other three continue to struggle with their two crew members. There is a flurry of crossbow bolts fired at the three, but with the weather conditions none of the bolts hit.
The caster looks to be trying to regain control of his spell, while the two humanoids at the top of the stairs remain, waiting for you to step into range so they can stick you with their tridents.
Actions?
Peering topside, Septa sees two of the humanoids, armed with tridents, guarding the top of the hatch. Ten feet behind them another humanoid, armed with a staff of coral, is chanting in gesturing toward the aftdeck. On the far gun wall, six more humanoids, each carrying a large bundle over their shoulders, prepare to slip over the side. Without getting in range of the tridents, Septa can not see the rest of the deck, but he can hear the sounds of fighting, including a pistol shot.
The trident wielders see Septa but are not making any move down the stairs or to throw the tridents. Instead the stand there, ready to Repel any cjarge.
Actions?
The two other crewmembers are up and out of the bunk. Septa, peering around tje hatchway sees a strange humanoid with scaly skin, like a fish, lying dead on the gun deck landing. From topside comes the sounds of fighting, swords clashing, a pistol shot, and a loud electrical CRACK that shakes the whole ship.
Do you have Balik's spells known list?
The storm rages, only increasing as night falls. Septa, along with almost all of the crew, is sent aloft into the rigging, moving along wet spars, furling and unfurling sails,following the captains shouted orders as he desperately tries to drive the ship out of the storm.
After sixteen hours, the storm has increaded to a gail,the fight continues against the storm, but crew are sent below to grab a meal of hardtack and catch two hours sleep. Around 2am, Septa and three others sre sent below.
Septa sleeps fitfully but awakens with a start at the sound of the ships bell being rung. A muffled cry, damped by the storm and two decks, "Action! Repel boarders!"
Septa sees two of the crew in their hammocks,oblivious to the alarm in sleep. The third lies as the base of the stairs, cutlasd in hand, but glassy eyed, rigid in magical paralysis.
Actions?
Make a perception check for Septa.
With his wounds from the lash healed before goinung to bed, Septa manages a decent amount of rest and refreshed his prayer.
After the below deck conversation with his friends, Septa heads up to the dexck to great the third morning on Man's Promise.
Septa is assigned repairing knot work, splicing lines and cooling the lines after repair.
First Mate Scourge keeps a constant attentive eye on Septa.
For the first time since being Sganghaied, Septa finds himself working with Sandara and Cog.
Work diligantly, sneak of to another part of the boat or shirk your duties and get extra rest?
DC12 Profession(Sailor) or Strength to do job well; DC 12 CON to avoid exhaustion
Cog has profession(sailor) +4; strength +3; con +2
Sandara has profession(sailor) +8; strength +1; con +0
Sandara replies "Mag. They are storm terms. My sunrise said they Chase storms and eat the lightning."
Septa thinks back to his grandfather and remembers being told red skies in morning brings storms.
Upon hearing of the Easterly course, Fishgits Ambrose comments. That he knows the stormwracked islands. "I would think we are headed to Blood Cove,or nearbouts, a port on the Mwangi Expanse. I don't much to interest Plugg in Blood Cove, but on a island to west is Rickety Squibs, a secret dry dock that specializes in aSquibing, altering ships so they have a different appearance. Do you think he intends to squib Man's Promise? For what purpose?"
Later everyone gets to sleep early.
On waking Septa sees the sun rising in a blood red sky, and two Sea Terms nesting in the upper spar.
Survival DC 15
|
