Lord Cyril Lucan's page

Initiative: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

Str DC 21, with Inspiration: 1d20 + 5 + 1d6 ⇒ (12) + 5 + (3) = 20
Cyril just able to open the chest, until his strength failed and it closed again.

"Please stay still. I'll get you out." Cyril whispered.
The wizard then took out his thieve's tools and began to work on opening the chest.
Disable Device: 1d20 + 14 + 1d6 ⇒ (9) + 14 + (1) = 24

Cyril uncovers his light and stealths up to the large chest. The wizard puts his ear to the side of it to see if he can hear anything inside.
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17
Perception: 1d20 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (8) + 17 + (3) = 28

Cyril quickly covers his signet ring's light, waiting for the behemoth to return to slumber.
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22
Perception: 1d20 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (9) + 17 + (6) = 32

Stealth: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
Perception: 1d20 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 17 + (3) = 22
Cyril tries to see if anyone is in the cage.

Cyril cats his light down on the ground in hopes of not waking whatever was in the hammock. The wizard scans the room, looking for the prisoner.
Perception: 1d20 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (9) + 17 + (6) = 32

Cyril dismounts off of Ed, and casts light on his signet ring, then cautiously enters the maze.
Perception: 1d20 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (18) + 17 + (2) = 37
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16

"Thank you, fair lady", Cyril says as he quickly gets back on Ed's back. "Ed! North! To the cliffs!"

The nobleman bows.

"Do you see any signs of our quarry?", Cyril breathes as he massages his arms that were strained after holding on.
"In this arena, you are the expert at tracking, Ed."

Cyril blinks. "Are you sure?"
The Avalon noble carefully gets on the larger intelligent dog. "I am ready."

"The East you say", the human says as he looks in that direction. "Thank you, friends. Let's go, Ed."

"Ed. Hold off on ripping their heads off until we know anything", Cyril whispered to the much larger dog to these toy horses. "Greetings, mighty steeds. We are lost and looking to fond our friends. Can you help us find a way out?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 35 + 1d6 ⇒ (11) + 35 + (2) = 48

With his mind rearmed with spells, Cyril packs his belongings and gathers Ed to leave The Echoing Threshold.

Once back in the main hall, Cyril opens the bright, playfully-designed door and walks through The Whimsical Gate.

I would like ranks toward Craft (jewelry).

My birthday wish will be for Cyril to acquire the Empathy investigator talent.

And for the Christmas wish, Cyril gains 5 skills points toward Craft (jewelry) due of his intense study the night before.

Yawning, Cyril rises from the chair, rubbing his neck. The wizard begins some squats and stretches to more blood into his muscles.

Taking his belonging back to the library desk, Cyril commits his daily spells to memory for the day. As he studies, Cyril asks Ed, "So? Where should we go next?"

Happy Birthday, GM Wolf!!!

Cyril smiles with tired eyes, and pets the intelligent dog's head. "Okay. You win. I think I saw an overstuffed reading chair a few stack down.
The wizard gathered his notes and spellbook. Cyril figured the librarians would return the books to their proper place. The noble sat down in the chair, wrapping his arms around his bag of holding and let the quiet of the library carry him to Desna.

The wizard quietly sits back down at the desk, setting his books and tomes down. Cyril then takes out some parchment paper, an ink well, and some ink quills for note taking, along with a trail ration. The noble then begins to read the medicine textbooks, nibbling on his trail ration, taking notes as needed. If left uninterrupted, Cyril will do this for several hours, taking breaks to walk around the desk to stretch his legs.

As he studies, Cyril scrutinizes the information provided, looking for inconsistencies, aware this room, like the last, might be a trap.
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (13) + 19 + (4) = 36

Cyril scans the stacks for any tome on medicines and their uses.
Perception, Healing techniques: 1d20 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (10) + 17 + (2) = 29

The wizard also asks one of the spectral librarians about a book on crafting rings and jewelry.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 35 + 1d6 ⇒ (14) + 35 + (4) = 53

After studying his spellbook for a quarter hour, Cyril quietly leaves his chair; trying very hard not to disturb Ed's slumber.

The wizard then begins to walk the stacks, looking for interesting books and tomes to read.

Cyril sits at one of the tables and begins to read his spellbook. the wizard encourages the intelligent dog to rest under the table, out of the way of the spectral librarians.

"My dear, Ed. The problem isn't finding a room", Cyril explains. "It's finding a safe room among all these doors."

The wizard and intelligent animal leave the room and open the Echoing Threshold.

Acid Splash. And that's it," Cyril sighed. "And I can fly out of here. And I'm not leaving you. Let's stomp some bugs."

Round 2
Cyril aids Ed with The Mistress Blade.
The Mistress Blade: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21
Dmg.: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Round 3
The Mistress Blade: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 18
Dmg.: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Round 4
The Mistress Blade: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (8) + 17 = 25
Dmg.: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Round 5
"I still have several scorching rays memorized", the wizard explained as he cast one at the spider-thing.

scorching ray: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18
Dmg.: 4d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 6, 1) = 12

Perception: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (2) + 17 = 19
Will DC 13: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
Shaken, Lord Cyril curses himself. Dammit all! I only have one fireball left! I must make it count!
The wizard casts his fireball spell as much in the center of his enemies as possible without hitting Ed.
Fireball: 5d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 3, 2, 5) = 17

Making sure he had one hand free for casting spells, Cyril twirled The Mistress Blade several times with his wrist, ready to fight if need be.

"Well..", Cyril sighs aloud, as he flicks his wrist to call forth The Mistress Blade. The wizard begins to cut ropy strands of web with the magical weapon.

Cyril killed one of those floating skulls before he left. Will that get him closer to a wish?

Cyril casts scorching ray on the obstructing web.
SR, Ray One: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25
Dmg.: 4d6 ⇒ (5, 2, 6, 3) = 16

SR, Ray Two: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24
Dmg.: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 4, 5, 2) = 12

"Well..damn." Cyril laments, pressing against the door. "I can imagine all the 'portals' are some kind of trap. Maybe we shall find our next clue in The Echoing Threshold." Cyril walks up to the runed door. "Be on your guard, Ed." The wizard then opens the door.

"Through the door!" Cyril pants, recovering from all the shocks.

Round 4
With the fear gone, Cyril flicks his wrist and brings out The Mistress Blade, and attack one of the skulls.

The Mistress Blade: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (20) + 17 = 37
Dmg.: 1d6 + 9 + 2d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (1) + 9 + (5, 3) + (5, 1) = 24

Will DC 14: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17
Will DC 14: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21
Will DC 14: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
Will DC 14: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31
Will DC 14: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

Panicked, and slightly singed, Cyril makes a mad dash for the door.

"ED! RUN FOR THE DOOR!" The nobleman bellows as he slashes at the remaining row of mushrooms on the right, hoping to slice all three in one stroke.
The Mistress Blade: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (3) + 17 = 20

Cyril walks to the squared mushrooms. With a flick of his wrist, the wizard produces The Mistress Blade. The noble slashes at the upper left corner mushroom.
The Mistress Blade: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (13) + 17 = 30
Dmg.: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

"Hmm. Tic Tak Toe, Two Lies and a Truth, and Never Have I sound fine."

"Sounds intriguing", Cyril smiled.
Not sure what to recommend for games. I'm sure you'll think of something fun.

Sense Motive + Inspiration: 1d20 + 23 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 23 + (4) = 31
"Since you have been helpful, I shall play a game with you as a gift, but we will not be staying."

Will DC 30: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

Looking deep into the intelligent dog's eyes, Cyril makes a decision.
"Ed, let's go through The Verdant Gate. It is my hope that your canine perception might help find us a way back to the others."

The wizard wishes Ed luck as they both walk through the green blooming doorway.

The noble wizard explored the doorways with wonder and bewilderment.
"Ed. We are hopelessly lost", Cyril exclaimed.
Knowledge (planes) + Inspiration, because: 1d20 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 19 + (5) = 31
Cautiously, the wizard opened all the portal and looks inside, then shut them.
"I could easily spend another 100 years exploring all these portals", the investigator wizard explained. "I think having you along if we were to take The Verdant Gate would be a great advantage. But my mind yearns to explore The Echoing Threshold. The Celestial Portal seems like the safest option, but still no indication any of these portals will take us back to the others, or Arcanium."
Cyril sits down next to Ed, giving him pets as he thinks about what to do next.

The wizard was slightly disheartened when Ed bit the incubus, wanting to get more information out of the outsider; possibly leading to the identity of The Master.

Cyril, without seeing any other choice, considers walking through the dark portal. The nobleman pets Ed several times to give himself some courage.

"Come on, Ed. Nothing else for us here." The Mistressian walks through the dark portal.

"And your 'sister' is on the other side of that portal?" Cyril continues.

Cyril looks around his new surroundings, after giving the incubus his price.
Perception + Inspiration: 1d20 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 17 + (5) = 28
Knowledge (arcana) + Inspiration: 1d20 + 21 + 1d6 ⇒ (8) + 21 + (5) = 34
knowledge (dungeoneering) + Inspiration: 1d20 + 17 + 1d6 ⇒ (13) + 17 + (5) = 35
knowledge (planes) + Inspiration: 1d20 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (18) + 19 + (6) = 43

"So? Is this your place?" The human asked the outsider.
Sense Motive + Inspiration: 1d20 + 23 + 1d6 ⇒ (12) + 23 + (1) = 36

"Will 5,000gp worth in gems suffice?" Cyril bargains.

"Ah! Yes! Can we please be set safely out of the cage onto non-hazzardous ground?"

"Do you speak the Common tongue?" The nobleman blurts out as a last ditch effort to forge a report.
Diplomacy + Inspiration: 1d20 + 35 + 1d6 ⇒ (18) + 35 + (5) = 58