Wait, who's project was the Bastard Hall mega scenario? I keep thinking its James.
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In almost a second's time. As Talo was sitting in the corner of the room. his presence vanished, faded if you would, from the dream realm. It wasn't like he had died, but rather he woke up, or something called his attention else where. Without even a word, it happens, as people are about shuffling cards.
Once again, you guys have to decide as a group where to go.
Anyway, there are two exits in this room alone (North and South)
And then there's the main dining area again. Final option is resting all at once.
the makeshift camp
perception dc 20:
Hidden inside the foliage is a small backpack containing a Silver statue of a dragon (worth 65 gp), and an alchemist fire.
the guy squirms, trying not to be a meal to two hungry predators. He struggles in the mouth of one, ready to be snatched away by another!
Inside Zem's belly, the two creatures want to both escape!
One of the creatures dies. The other attempts another escape!
The second escapes Zem's stomach and tries to come up to the Galka's mouth! He wants out! He is visible now for all to attack!
The two creatures inside Zemik protest about being used this way! Food? They are the predators, not the prey! They attack the Galka's stomach.
The last Biloko turns to Zemik and says: "You spit out my friends right now or suffer our wrath!"
The one standing next the Tengu to turns to him and says, "You promised your friend you would make a nice meal for Balbo, come, I will open my mouth, and you will hope in!"
The one next to Koko, looks and him and says, "please, I am very famished! Please enter my mouth and become my meal, its what a friend would do!"
The one next to Paragon attempts to attack the creature. He steps back towards the back of the theater and lobs a short spear at the turtle.
Inside the belly of Zemik, the creature dislikes being your meal and attacks the belly walls!
In a more common tongue, the one on the left side of the theater recognizes the changes in koko's stance. He calls out to the tauren in an alluring voice, "My friend, we are not your enemy... come to our side at once!"
I was thinking about the opposite: How about classes with archetypes that are often the least popular game mechanic wise. A group of PCs put together who had no idea about balance and just chose flavor, not realizing that they were making the bad party composition. However, some how they still pull through the situations!
In a more common tongue, the one on the far left recognizes the changes in your stance. He calls out to you in an alluring voice, "My friend, we are not your enemy... come to our side."
The one being attacked by Talo and Para steps back 5 feet, and starts saying something to his four friends in sylvan that they all follow suit. Targeting one of you each. Two of them await their turns. Juro only:
you hear the one say: "Looks like supper has come to us!"
Spellcraft DC 16 only:
There is noise coming from his campsite. He eagerly gathers his things.
Juro only: Peering into the room, you happen to notice that there seems to be a make-shift looking tent near a pile of seats. Its using a fallen curtain as a drape to cover where it is. Small hay-looking beds, but you don't see anything walking about at the moment from where you are. Its quiet here, actually.
Aside from every bit of this room caked with dirt and debris, from what you can see this place looked like it was once a setup for a play. A platform wooden stage painted black now chips away. Currently it looks like the stage was decorated to look like a jungle underworld, with fake plants, vines, and a backdrop of jungle scenery. However, the real plant life of the same variety now takes over. An orchestra pit separates the stage from the main opera house, over looking a theater of seats that have been shoved about and aside. A giant wall of rock from the shift of terrain pushes its way through the room, knocking seats side here and there, as nature takes this place back. Thick, shreded, red velvet curtains hang from the ceiling. They indicate where the main stage ends and the hall begins. Doors to the back stage area, both south and west. are cluttered full of rock as it fills in the gaps. A pair of doors can be seen in the far west wall, though they are off the hinge and appear to be blocked by the rock wall already (from the other side).
The stuck panel moves with ease for the Galka, but so does the pile of dirt behind that comes crashing out on a large flop.
[dice=damage from "trap"]1d4+1[/dice]
The western panel in the mold filled hallway seems to be stuck for the most party as Koko touches it. It remains in its spot, as something feels like its blocking it.
As the efforts of the Tauren push through the passage way, eventually the passage way breaks off to a larger one, where the walls have been replaced by stone. The thick leaves are mowed down, and soon its no longer just a hallway in a house, but an entrance of a cave over grown with leaves. Tunneling more and more, Koko would soon see the breaking of light in the passage, or what could be assumed to be some. Rocks, boulders, and the cave walls take over, widening out the passage to a larger area, and eventually you find its no longer straight but winding upward and zigzagging naturally outward. Its getting warmer out here. Hot even, as the temperature rises from the cooler hallway. Its midday out, and the mouth of the cave opens to a vast area, where a sunken roof pours in light from the jungle. Stalagmites have chipped and broke off, littering the room with a hard to walk path with all the rubble. Emergent trees grow towards a thick canopy over head that covers the whole area about beyond. Roots pick away and cover most of the walls of the cave.
My fault, I thought I wrote that there was a door between the two sconces on the wall of the library. It was meant to be there as an exit of this room. You guys can decide where you want to go now: 1. Back the way you came! To the party room 2. Though the door in the Library 3. Cut though the Shrubbery in the moldy hall 4. The other panel (west) in the moldy hall Please decide as a group! Here, In character, or in chat
Most of the open books you see around the room, are blank from cover to cover, but all have different spines and leather bindings. Flipping through most, its easy to see that not many have a lot of writing. Some of them have faint words that don't come off in English and sound more like gibberish anyway.
The book on the table:
It's open to the middle of the book, but on the top of the page it reads:
wrote this on back of cover, today I slept in a warm bed on top of a mountain, but woke up to the sound of the ocean's waves splashing through the windows. This place is already disappearing again, and I have yet to find my friends still. -Gald
DC 10:
You happen to notice that several of the books have different markings indicating what section of the book they were previously written on. Some say:
X - Written on page 5 - Galdrin but if you count the pages its clearly not on the described page. DC 15:
Some of the passages describe a day in question, noting things like:
I know I am not the only one here, at least not born from dreams - G, or even Almost caught today. They don't seem to care much about this place or maybe they have other plans? - G. Poking around some, he notes that there are other forces here other than those that are conquered from the dream, but in fact travelers to the realm of dreams. DC 20:
This passage in the middle of another red book on the floor says:
Today we lost Mycheal, he was a good man, but I think we were jumped while on guard and he disappeared watching over us while we slept in the dungeon. Later, maybe what felt like the whole day, we were attacked by witch-like creatures. They rode up on us on horse back that looked to be abalazed but I am not certain it was the same group I saw earlier. -Galdrin M. DC 25: A book buried in the dirt draws your attention. With a bookmark to the right page, it reads:
I saw myself die today, but yet I still walk these halls... maybe it was a dream in itself or a premonition? I am going to die? I woke up alone though, and I still remember that house on the beach, every time. White house, five stories wall, with the ever still ocean. The dock that appeared out-front every time I passed it and the cauldron always after I walked though that hallway... I swear its children, every time. EVERY TIME... Still looking for the party. I noticed now every time I find this room, its always a bit different. The books they've altered, but not what I write. The room changes smells, changes appearances, but my writing it not altered. My presence in this realm doesn't respond to the chaos. The one time I found the cauldron again, I can never find that door back to the island or that whispering hallway... I've seen so much. Been keeping this book in my possessions since. Dare something happen to me, or someone read this, please know that I can't wake my body any more. My name is Galdrin Millar, I live in Korvosa, or at least still believe I am there, trapped between worlds.
Clumps of dirt scatter as the eastern panel is open, revealing a medium hole where dirt has not yet filled in completely. Beyond, in the darkness, Koko, you peer a room lined with books though its hard to tell exactly what colors they are, as its all black and white to you.
This room looks like it was once a Library, or maybe still is. Dirt and fauna grow in all sorts of arrangements. The room is lined with books, as shelves stand from ceiling to floor in this room. Piles of books are toppled with dirt, and have looked like they never seen sunlight. They, like the plant life outside, bleach like a unpleasant white-green mold. Theres no light in here, but two sconces sit on the east wall. Before the panel, you can kind of see the edges of a book shelf that has been knocked over, two chairs, buried up to the seat cushion, and a table that has an open book sitting on it and a bowl. All of which is also caked with dirt as well. The smell in this room smells faintly like old, rotting fruit.
Koko only: By the last trim column, you notice a few overgrowing plants hanging down from the ceiling are swaying a bit in the breeze. The outline of two panel doors can be seen on either side of this hallway. One going West, the other East. They are parallel across this hall.
The tunnel ahead leads out for thirty feet, as the light of the hall fades from oil lanterns to the pitch of darkness. Only the light of your torches illuminates a thin hall. Only Zemik feels himself having the crouch a bit as the hall way leads on bypassing the occasional trim on the ceiling. Wood panels, and wooden flooring stretch on in a seemingly noiseless room. The only real noise coming from the breathing of each other, and the occasional creaks of the boards beneath. For Zemik and Koko, they are able to see beyond the vial, notice that at some point mold starts to decorate the wall more and more as you travel, lining the walls of the white-painted boards as soon as you travel seemingly 90 feet in. Not a door nor window are seen in sight. Nor light at the end of this tunnel. As you continue to travel, this seemingly straight hallway, eventually its more and more apparent that mold is taking over. Plant life pushes up between the boards on the floor, and small ivy crawls down from the ceiling. You eventually notice that the hallway is blocked up ahead by thick shrubbery. Dirt starts to replace the floor completely as the grass has over taken the floor.
For the most part Paragon sticks to the two doors in front hall area in the corner of the room. He glances around the room, but there is that feeling he gives that he do not trust this group of people so. His reply is short at best, but came off detached: "Paragon, its all you need to know."
The stone cauldron in the room is of shabby work, unlike the interior of the rest of the room. Its been hand carved, possibly from an actual stone. It rests on a stone block that comes forms in one large piece, and stands at a tilt in the floor, as though it sank a bit into the floor. The floor boards conform and the wood lining seemingly match its face as though the room was built around it. A crude carving of a butterfly is etched on the base facing the North-East.
Examining over the remains, Talo finds three gold pieces in the pocket of the coat, and a short sword that once attached to her belt. The rest of her possessions are either too bloodied to really salvage or the fact that she wasn't carrying much of anything. The room itself is in shambles now. Blood scatters along the western wall and floor where the bloody remains of a Nightmare Denizen, the faceless patrons as they were thought of, had painted the walls. In all, there were 5 other corpses of them now about the room. In the scurry, the vast amounts of food were knocked over, chairs kicked to the side. All that remains is a piano, globs of uneaten but now soiled food, goblets. In the center of the room is a stone cauldron abruptly stuck on a tilt, still jutting out of the floor like someone had dropped it. There are also several doors in the room: Two main doors to the north where you had come from, there are two on the Balcony (one of which, the northern one, is where Juno came from), there is a door under the balcony, and there is two double doors leading to the south. To the west, leads a hallway but the light from the oil lanterns in the room do not extend down this hallway.
Having no other option and seeing that he is out numbered, the Piano man decides that the best option is to flee out of here. He runs out of the room, heading towards the double doors where everyone else was fleeing earlier. He knows he has had enough, his last parting words were "Kniw-a sa Doog si-don-a" before he reaches the doors and disappears. Meanwhile inside Koko, the last surviving member of the Nightmare Denizens in this room, attempts to get out, hearing the words of his friend.
Unfortunately he slips back down Koko's throat.
Unfortunately, his life functions cease to be.
gains when you awaken:
Paragon takes out his lance and attempts to defend himself against the creature biting at him! He thrusts it at him, hoping to keep his guard up!
He ends up carving a nice hole in the creature, wounding it. It falls to the ground, and the turtle smirks thinking, This is better than a dream!
The piano man scoffs a bit of a broken laugh that doesn't sound like a ha, or a heh but something that sounds more like growling that forges itself into a laugh. He opens his maw wide against the tengu.
Two more of the Patrons see what the piano man is doing and take interest. They come to attempt to peck at the the crow while in the mouth of the Faceless Patron. Talo only:
the other one bites at your feet.
Meanwhile, patrons gets interested and charges after Zemik and Paragon. The one that almost fell down the stairs decides to go for an easy target, biting at the turtle as well.
While the rest of the party continues to flee, and more file out the hall doors, two other Faceless Patrons look towards fending off the intruders. The piano man stops playing completely, and sees the mess in the hall that the gunslinger has made, he gets up and decides to deal with Talo himself. He walks over towards the bird, his tongue hangs out, and he attempts to make a snack of the little creature.
One tries to take a nasty bite into Zemik's side, hits, but his teeth can't get through the galka's armor. The Piano man however, couldn't seem to get a grasp on the Bird
These things are going down pretty easily. Hey can we eat people we've killed? I haven't decided. Its the same as the food you eat in game, no?
The shock of the gunshot, put a bit of fear in the room. Those close by decided to fight back the intruders, as a few shuffle out the doors into the void. A few stay behind and look eager to fight. The piano man slams his hands into the keys still as it gets worse.
A bite sinks into Juro's right arm, as the Faceless Patron decides to have a snack! EDIT:
The woman in the blue coat is gone. Her body splatters to the four winds, her organs decorate the 10 feet behind her. Her blood colors the walls. She is no more! On Paragon's Turn:
Paragon opens his mouth wide and attempts to eat the waiter before him, the creature wiggles in his mouth, and unfortunately does not go down. The tray is in the way, he thinks. He then manages to wiggle it out with his tongue, and the waiter disappears into his bulk. Koops feels heavier! He still takes a 5 foot step, but he's feeling slower. The creature lands inside him and splashes into a pool of acid.
I will be keeping your INIT rolls for every 3 combats. That way we don't have to always roll for that. that cool with people?
Juro Only:
Everyone:
The faceless people all start to contort and twitch, as a few plates are dropped and cups are spilled on the floor. The piano man has just started slamming his fists into the keys now, and no longer carries a tune to enjoy. His tongue rolls out his mouth like that of a snake, and as he stops he heads over towards Talo. The others near each player are all doing the same, and a few of them attempt to bite
Hello, Juro checking in!I'm a galka not an orc. This was the closest pic i could find. My fault. I described it was "Orc-looking". If you think people will forget, you can create a profile here on the forum that says your race is Gulka.
Juro:
The path does come to a door at the far end that remains ajar. As far as you can see, a party is underway as you near the end. People seem to be enjoying themselves. Among the sea of faceless beings, however there are others here. You stand at the top of a balcony overlooking a party. There is also a white furred, well-groomed humanoid bovine-like centaur eating away at several tables, seemingly enjoying a huge portion meal. The is a 14 foot green orc-like being also sampling the food. A tengu on the floor chats with several different beings in the room. At the door near the bottom of the stairs, there is a large turtle-kin who looks like he is guarding the door and being pestered by a waiter. Here everyone seems preoccupied and not aware at first of your entrance in the room. You are after all one of the best looking polar bears here, maybe the only one, but certainly the one who can carry a tune that is for sure. The door behind you closes shut. Talo:
Everyone: The piano playing in the corner of the room seems to be getting louder, harder, as though the player is slamming the keys. Notes start to sound a bit off here and there.
Who Talo happens to stop is a woman in a blue coat that stretches down to her knees. She wears a breast plate, so its hard to tell at first that she was indeed a woman. She holds a sword at her side, hidden under the coat all except for the handle that protrudes outward. She seems preoccupied talking to a man in full plate armor, their faces motionless. As you ask her a question, she and the man who were busy about gossiping, she turns to only stop, as though you said something serious. She motions her head to look back at her friend, as though she could see, which he shrugs, and she responds "Dres-naba Fro-noil?" It comes off almost as gibberish the way she says it. She repeats herself twice to you, as if she's expecting you to answer it.
Talo:
Koko:
Talo:
Zemik:
Everyone: The door to the darkened hallway closes behind as Zemik follow behind you to. As it shuts almost on its own, the door seemingly slams against the room. The party members don't seem to notice. Koko: The food on the table is loaded in large portions. Mashed potatoes with real potatoes, the husks of corn look to be a foot long, and the roast looks like it all easily takes up one table alone. Portions really are out of proportion. Standing at the first table, are two of these faceless creatures. They babble on in tongue as if they understand each other. The plates they care for in their right hand, have but a single chunk of food, no larger than a finger. A baby carrot in one, and a small wedge of cheese in another. Large plates to match the food on the table, but not what they have to hold. Their drinks are filled with a white looking wine. Para:
Sorry, Zem and para, the dc was 25. Talo just made it. Its hard to hear because of all the overlapping noises.
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