Tales from the Rusty Dragon - Rise of the Runelords (Inactive)

Game Master Tierce

A campaign reboot of a previous rise of the runelords


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Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

Gilly grins, "Lunch, as promised. Noro's just a bonus."


Lucanus bends down and takes the plate of food, he waves away the mead "I appreciate the food, but I'm afraid I don't drink alcohol." Lucanus picks begins to eat from the plate, resting himself upon the steps of the Cathedral


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

"More for me!" Gilly sits with him and eats her salmon more politely than she ate that pie.


Male Azlanti Thassilonian Transmuter 1

Zoruk nods at Tierce.

"I am Zoruk Magnu. I would ask that when you are less occupied that you seek me out. I am sure we both have questions for the other. Until then I bid you a good day and fine festival."

He glances again at his escorts.

"I bid you the same as well."

With that he leaves to other parts of the festival.


Female Human Barbarian 5
Spoiler:
AC 15 (11); FF 13 (9); T 10 (6) | HP 13 / 55 (24/70) | For +6; Wil +1; Ref +3 | Perc +8; Init +2
Gilly wrote:
"More for me!" Gilly sits with him and eats her salmon more politely than she ate that pie.

Noro grabs the extra mead from Gilly after lasht night, one ish enough for you.

Noro takes a seat and picks at her meal, why did I pick the fish, I hate fish


Female Human (Varisian) Harrow Sorceress / 1

Trying to stifle a giggle at the sound of Shalluk's stomach rumbling, Zella replies: "Finding some food sounds like good idea to me. I woke up a bit late this morning and didn't have time to eat much and after all that dancing just now I feel rather famished. Let's go and check out what is being offered"

Zella will wander along with Shalluk towards the food stalls to sample a bit from them all.


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

Gilly pouts at Noro, "But this stuff is special!" She doesn't protest too much, instead reaching over to steal some of Noro's fish with her fingers.

Okay, so not so polite after all.


Female Human Barbarian 5
Spoiler:
AC 15 (11); FF 13 (9); T 10 (6) | HP 13 / 55 (24/70) | For +6; Wil +1; Ref +3 | Perc +8; Init +2
Gilly wrote:

Gilly pouts at Noro, "But this stuff is special!" She doesn't protest too much, instead reaching over to steal some of Noro's fish with her fingers.

Okay, so not so polite after all.

Noro just slides her plate over to Gilly. go ahead take it

She the chugs her first mead then takes her time with the second.

Like I shais before Thanksh for the help, But, letsh jusht keep it between ush, ok?


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

Gilly laughs up at Noro, "It ain't exactly a secret, No-no. But he's a nice guy ... nothin' wrong with that." She shrugs.


Female Human Barbarian 5
Spoiler:
AC 15 (11); FF 13 (9); T 10 (6) | HP 13 / 55 (24/70) | For +6; Wil +1; Ref +3 | Perc +8; Init +2
Gilly wrote:
Gilly laughs up at Noro, "It ain't exactly a secret, No-no. But he's a nice guy ... nothin' wrong with that." She shrugs.

Ohh great, all thoshe years of being the Bad Arshe ruined in one weak moment. Noro plops down in her seat. and tries to hide her head in her arms on the table.

Noro apparently thinks only you and Tierce were the only ones there.


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

"That's easily solved. You just punch anybody who gives you s#&% - except me, don't punch me. Besides its not weakness to dance a l'il. Fact it'd be weird if you didn't."


Female Human Barbarian 5
Spoiler:
AC 15 (11); FF 13 (9); T 10 (6) | HP 13 / 55 (24/70) | For +6; Wil +1; Ref +3 | Perc +8; Init +2
Gilly wrote:
"That's easily solved. You just punch anybody who gives you s+&! - except me, don't punch me. Besides its not weakness to dance a l'il. Fact it'd be weird if you didn't."

you know Gilly, I'm glad to know you, thatsh exactly what i'm gonna do

Noro puts on her new fighting gloves ready to smack some heads.

She chugs the second mead.


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

Gilly laughs, "You'll be fine. I'm sure nobody's stupid enough to hassle you anyway."


Male Tiefling Brawler 1 | HP 12/12 | AC: 18, T: 13, FF: 15 | Fort: +4, Ref: +5, Will: +2 | BAB: +1, CMB: +6, CMD: 19, | Init: +2 | Perception: +6 |

Shalluk followed Zelladania quite merrily, the idea of food definitively a good one. He was never sure why the Oni-Born were called Hungerseed. He simply didn't dare ask, worried that the answer would only give him another reason to feel bad about his heritage, not to mention what it might mean for him, but it was one of the reasons for his appetite. Well, that and his size, but again that was part of his heritage.

As they approached the food, "The curried fish last night was very good," he murmured, "If you didn't get a chance to try it last night I heartily recommend it." He scanned the table briefly, looking for both things to eat and the non-alcoholic drink option. He had enough problems without getting drunk.

In the end he took a plate of both the fish and a chunk of the peppercorn venison. The lobster chowder looked overly messy, and there was only so much sea food he could eat.


Male Half-Elf (Drow-Blooded) Fighter (Weapon Master) 1 /\/\ HP 12/12 | AC 16 | T 12 | FF 14 | F +4 | R +2 | W +1 (+2 vs Enchant) | Init +4 | Per +4 |

Finishing his meal, Darius got up from his seat and went in search of the dancer. After a few moments of searching he found her getting food with another individual that he didn't recognize. Walking up to her, the Half-Drow said, "Hello, Zelladania is it? How's your ankle? I hope it didn't interfere with your dance in the contest."


Noro and Gilly

Lucanus finishes his lunch and walks over a few feet to put the plate in a bin that will be picked up later and washed by all the local innkeepers. He stops for a second and looks around, almost panicked, before settling down. "I must remember to calm down, this isn't the worldwound, there isn't evil all around you" He mutters to himself.

All

The bell in the cathedral is rung, signifying the end of lunch and the beginning of the commencement ceremony of the new cathedral.

All of you can see that Father Zantus has taken the stage, a few people stop their conversations, but mostly everyone remains talking. A sharp retort, like the crack of distant thunder, slices through the excited crowd as the sun's setting rays paint the western sky. A stray dog that has crawled under a nearby wagon to sleep starts awake. and the buzz of two dozen conversations quickly hushes as all heads turn towards the central podium to the beaming smile of Father Zantus, a thunderstone still in his hands.

He clears his throat, takes a breath to speak, but suddenly a woman's scream slices through the air. A few moments later, another scream rises, then another. Beyond them, a sudden surge of strange new voices rises, high pitched, tittering shrieks that sound not quite human. The crowd parts and something low to the ground races by, giggling with disturbing glee as the stray dog gives a pained yelp and then collapses with a gurgle, its throat cut open from ear to ear. As blood pools around its head, the raucous sound of a strange song begins, chanted from shrill, scratchy voices.

Anyone trying to listen to the song:

You hear:
Goblins chew and goblins bite,
Goblins cut and goblins fight,
Stab the dog and cut the horse,
Goblins eat and take by force!
Goblins race and goblins jump,
Goblins slash and goblins bump,
Burn the skin and mash the head,
Goblins here and you be dead!

Chase the baby, catch the pup,
Bonk the head to shut it up!
Bones be cracked, flesh be stewed,
We the goblins—you the food!

Perception 12:

You can see that the creature that ran by after killing the dog is now hiding under a wagon. You see a single goblin and he is licking the blood from his dogslicer


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

Gilly licks off her fingers, finished with two servings of Salmon, two pies, and some mead when father Zantus gets up there on the platform. She stands up, thinking she'll ask the paladin if she can sit on his shoulders to see, but before she can ask, there's that loud crack and singing. She looks around quickly.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

She tugs on Noro's elbow to point her towards the dog if the Barbarian doesn't see it, and says something loudly in Celestial. "Noro, చూడండి! అక్కడ ఇది!" She doesn't seem to notice she's speaking oddly.

Init (For when we need it): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Gilly starts to cast, raising her hands like she did in the Rusty dragon and yelling the ornate phrases of Celestial at the sky. Always flashy, Gilly.

"నేను మీరు, ఆకాశం లో కాల్! ఈ మానవులు బ్లెస్, ఆలయ రక్షణ ఎవరు ఈ పిల్లలు మరియు మీరు మీద క్రిందికి చూడండి!"

She is casting Bless for Noro and Lucanus.

Just lemme know if anyone speaks Celestial and I'll start spoilering it.


Male Half-Elf (Drow-Blooded) Fighter (Weapon Master) 1 /\/\ HP 12/12 | AC 16 | T 12 | FF 14 | F +4 | R +2 | W +1 (+2 vs Enchant) | Init +4 | Per +4 |

Anyone interested of my view of the song:
Did anyone read it to the tune of the goblin song from the animated Hobbit?

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Hearing the song and seeing the vile little creature under the wagon, Darius moved into action. In a single movement that was almost a complete blur, the two swords he had sheathed were replaced by a two-bladed sword in his hands. He climbed up on one of the tables and looked around to see if there were anymore.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16


Lucanus speaks Celestial


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

Celestial:
Noro, look over there!

And the spell was:

I call on you, the heavens! Bless these mortals, these children who protect the temple and the people you look down upon!


Male Azlanti Thassilonian Transmuter 1

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Zoruk was eating a breadroll when the world turned sour. Taking another bite he prepares to cast a spell.

Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19


Male Tiefling Brawler 1 | HP 12/12 | AC: 18, T: 13, FF: 15 | Fort: +4, Ref: +5, Will: +2 | BAB: +1, CMB: +6, CMD: 19, | Init: +2 | Perception: +6 |

"What in the...?" Shalluk drops his food at the sound of the screaming. Once might be nothing. Not repeatedly, however. Repeatedly meant there was a problem. Is it my problem? He podered for a second before drawing the longsword from his back and getting a firm grip on the weapon. Maybe not, he thought to himself, But that doesn't mean I can't help. Shalluk tried to spot what was causing the problems.

Perception Check - 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Whatever the creature was it wasn't easy to spot from where he was. Instead Shalluk tossed his hood back and turned his gaze to the square, scanning for any more of the creatures. With a small thrill he realized he was preparing to fight, something he had not actively stood and done in some years unless forced to, and forced the Yla Spirits he could feel around him into some semblance of obedience.

"Stay clear of me if fighting breaks out," he said in a semi-loud tone, positioning himself away from the others. His Aura was a deadly weapon in it's own way, but it wasn't controllable - any near him would suffer.

Initiative - 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18


Female Human Barbarian 5
Spoiler:
AC 15 (11); FF 13 (9); T 10 (6) | HP 13 / 55 (24/70) | For +6; Wil +1; Ref +3 | Perc +8; Init +2

Noro perception check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Don't know what yer shayin, Gilly But I udershtand what yer pointin at.

Noro just gets up and moves as fast as she can to get to that goblin hiding under the wagon.

All right, I've been itchin for a fight all day, and you jusht gave me one

Noro takes he full move to get to the goblin.

If the goblin was within 30 feet then Noro just reaches to grab the little bugger and drag him out grapple check to grab the goblin: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

But apparently the goblin is a little to nimble, which will only get Noro even angerier

initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20


We will start combat once Zella posts. Combat will be done as either the enemies turn or the player's turn, so initiative will be averaged between all players. It makes it run more smoothly in a pbp environment


Female Human (Varisian) Harrow Sorceress / 1

Before strange song

Zella smile at Darius as he inquires about her ankle. Rather nice of him to be concerned about how I am.

"My ankle was fine this morning and didn't affect my dance at all. There were a few other people lined up after me, so I haven't heard who've they picked as winners yet. I must admit I was too hungry to wait around for all the performances to finish up. Did you participate in any of the competitions this morning?"

During the ceremony

Zella stands with Darius and Shalluk as they watch Father Zantus take the stage to begin the commencement ceremony.

perception 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Looking about in confusion at first as the odd singing and shrieking begins, Zella soon gives a little shriek of her own as she spies a little goblin darting under a nearby wagon.

Taking two dagger out from underneath her veils, Zella curses her costumes lack of armor.

She will cautiously move towards the wagon a bit.

intit 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11


The wagon that the goblin is under is slammed over on its side just as he skitters out from underneath. Three other goblins emerge from the other side of the wagon with smiles of murderous glee.

The entire crowd goes crazy and people begin running in different directions. The four goblins begin to chase after people causing even more of a panic.

Player Initiative 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Goblin Initiative 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Players Go First, Post in any order. Round 1

Once all players have posted, it will be the goblin's turn. No maps for combat, so AoO will be mentioned when they happen


You see Tierce yell out as more goblins appear on the other side of the square. He somersaults over a table while drawing his scimitar and dives in the middle of the group. Striking out at them as they skitter every direction.

Lucanas draws his longsword, but appears to be gathering people towards the cathedral while keeping Goblins away. He strikes at one that was trying to chase after a mother holding a small baby.

This is background combat and won't need to be interacted by the players


Male Half-Elf (Drow-Blooded) Fighter (Weapon Master) 1 /\/\ HP 12/12 | AC 16 | T 12 | FF 14 | F +4 | R +2 | W +1 (+2 vs Enchant) | Init +4 | Per +4 |

Just leave your armor in your room, nothing's going to happen. What was I thinking? Darius mentally beratted himself as jumped down from the table and headed to the nearest Goblin.

If able to attac after move:

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

If that's a hit: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4


Male Tiefling Brawler 1 | HP 12/12 | AC: 18, T: 13, FF: 15 | Fort: +4, Ref: +5, Will: +2 | BAB: +1, CMB: +6, CMD: 19, | Init: +2 | Perception: +6 |

Shalluk scanned around as more Goblins poured in. The screams of people fleeing was both appealing and horrifying to him, and he gritted his teeth for a moment. The icy anger of battle flowed into him, making everything seemed sharper, harder. He'd heard others describe rage as red hot and furious, but Shalluk always felt cold when angry.

One of the cackling creatures was close to a pair of young woman, cowering back from the nasty little brutes. Unwilling to let them become a Goblin snack Shalluk moved as fast as he could towards it, readying his sword for an overhead blow.

If one Goblin is in attack range...:
To hit - 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Damage - 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (6, 1) + 7 = 14
Not much chance of a hit...


Male Azlanti Thassilonian Transmuter 1

Knowledge (Local) vs Goblins: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Zoruk was no stranger to goblins, but it was strange for them to have gotten in the town. More so undetected and with such good timing. Recalling what he knew he cast a spell at the nearest goblin. A handful of acid that he tosses with his free hand.

Acid Splash vs Goblin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 91d3 ⇒ 2


Female Human Bard

attack 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Zella will attempt to move and take a swipe at the goblin that was underneath the wagon. However she is jostled by by people fleeing the area and misses her target.


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

Gilly finishes casting Bless, babbling away in Celestial, and then proceeds to follow Noro, keeping an eye out for anyone else injured.


Darius, just as your about to hit your goblin, he ducks and looks down at something on the ground. He picks up a gold coin and squeals in delight. He tries to run off to show his buddies the gold coin.

Attack of Opportunity for Darius

As Noro tries to grab one, he slips out of her grasp, turns around and licks out his tongue at her "Bad Longshanks! He says before slashing at you with his dogslicer.

Attack on Noro 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Damage 1d4 ⇒ 2

The dogslicer slices into Noro slightly

Shalluk, a goblin beside you is no where near as you try to hit it. He scampers away and tries to climb up on a table to eat the left overs from lunch.

Attack of Opportunity for Shalluk

And finally, as Zelladania tries to strike another goblin, he moves out of the way and giggles an insane laugh at her. "Ugly Longshanks! You smell like disgusting flowers!" He exclaims. He steps back and grabs a bag from his belt and attempts to toss it at Zelladania

Attack on Zelladania to touch AC 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

You are hit with a bag of what you can only assume is "waste". It smells so terrible that you think you may lose your lunch.

Fort Save on Zelladania - DC 14 - Failure means you are sickened

The Goblin squeals in delight, "Now you smell better!"

Goblin turn over, Player Turn, Round 2.


Female Halfling Oracle 2 (Heavens)

Gilly runs at Noro's goblin, yelling about something in Celestial. She swings with her Quarterstaff.

Quarterstaff to the face: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1


Male Azlanti Thassilonian Transmuter 1

Cursing his luck Zoruk tosses his bread away and takes out his crossbow casting a spell at the nearest goblin with a metal weapon.

Burning Disarm Ref DC 15


Male Half-Elf (Drow-Blooded) Fighter (Weapon Master) 1 /\/\ HP 12/12 | AC 16 | T 12 | FF 14 | F +4 | R +2 | W +1 (+2 vs Enchant) | Init +4 | Per +4 |

AoO: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

As the little beast tried to flee, Darius took another swing and missed. Nimble little bastard, he thought while in pursuit. Catching back up to it, the young warrior took another swing.

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

Being fairly certain that's a hit, Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6


Female Human (Varisian) Harrow Sorceress / 1

fort save 1d20 ⇒ 9
attack 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
damage 1d4 ⇒ 3

Zella throws one of her daggers at the goblin and then looses her lunch into the street as she is overcome by the foul odor of whatever the hell was in the bag.


Male Tiefling Brawler 1 | HP 12/12 | AC: 18, T: 13, FF: 15 | Fort: +4, Ref: +5, Will: +2 | BAB: +1, CMB: +6, CMD: 19, | Init: +2 | Perception: +6 |

Attack of Opportunity 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Damage on hit 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 1) + 7 = 13

Shalluk waited until the little beast stopped moving before swinging his sword again in a violent blur. Hopefully it would reduce the little beast into a stick paste, the sword being noticeable larger than the Goblin, but nothing was guaranteed with the vile little creatures. If nothing else they were survivors.

Shalluk wondered briefly how many of them there must be. This didn't see like nearly enough to attack a whole village. But Goblins were opportunistic creatures - maybe they thought they could get away with things while the festival was on. Or maybe there were more...

Instead of worrying too much, Shalluk moved towards the nearest Goblin, hoping to get within ten feet of the beast. He could Curse them at 20 feet, but ten would be better. Marshalling his own Will, he focused on one Goblin and sent the Yla to feast.

If I moved to within twenty feet of the Goblin it has to take a DC15 will save or only have a 50% chance of acting each round - if I'm within Ten feet it takes a -2 to that will save.


Female Human Barbarian 5
Spoiler:
AC 15 (11); FF 13 (9); T 10 (6) | HP 13 / 55 (24/70) | For +6; Wil +1; Ref +3 | Perc +8; Init +2

ok now noro is mad. she just yells at the goblin unleashing a string of Varisian curses at the bugger.

as she decides to pound his head into the dirt.

attack on the goblin (using new gloves): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
damage if a hit: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10


Goblin Turn, Round 2

The goblin rolls away from Noro, giggling in murderous glee as he does so. He gets bonked in the head by Gilly, and he snarls at her. Tiring of his large sparring partner, he instead tries to swipe at Gilly with his dogslicer.

Attack on Gilly 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Damage 1d4 ⇒ 2

He swipes it across her arm, drawing blood. He smiles and licks from his dogslicer.

As the goblin scrambles up the table to grab at a hunk of meat, Shalluk nearly cuts it in half. The goblin corpse thuds down to the ground.

The other goblin, running around with his gold coin is stabbed by Darius. The goblin turns around in horror and looks at the half elf. He tries to step away before falling to the ground unconscious.

The dagger thrown by Zelldania sticks into the side of the goblin, who grunts in frustration. He removes the dagger and tosses it aside. He raises his dogslicer to attack the sickened Zelladania.

Reflex Save 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

And drops his dogslicer as it becomes too hot to hold on too, he curses in goblin and looks around, looking for the cause of his discomfort.

End of Goblin Turn
Begin Player Turn, Round 3


Female Human (Varisian) Harrow Sorceress / 1

How long does the sickened last for?


It's -2 to attack, damage and saves for... 1d4 ⇒ 4 Rounds!


Male Azlanti Thassilonian Transmuter 1

Sorry I was posting from my phone at the time so I could not look up the spell, I don't normally use it. Sense the goblin failed its saving throw it takes damage.

Burning Disarm: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Oh now the dice are being nice >.>


Alright well then that Goblin has passed out due to the pain from his burn. So just one left attacking Noro and Gilly


Male Azlanti Thassilonian Transmuter 1

Seeing only a lone goblin left near by he raises his crossbow and takes aim, firing a bolt at the pest.

Light Crossbow vs Goblin: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 221d8 ⇒ 5
Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 111d8 ⇒ 4

I knew it wouldn't last. xP


Female Human Barbarian 5
Spoiler:
AC 15 (11); FF 13 (9); T 10 (6) | HP 13 / 55 (24/70) | For +6; Wil +1; Ref +3 | Perc +8; Init +2

Noro even angrier than before miss?, I never miss Noro comes down hard with both hands toward the goblin head.

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
damage: 1d4 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11


Male Tiefling Brawler 1 | HP 12/12 | AC: 18, T: 13, FF: 15 | Fort: +4, Ref: +5, Will: +2 | BAB: +1, CMB: +6, CMD: 19, | Init: +2 | Perception: +6 |

Moving up, Shalluk chose to hand back and curse the final Goblin rather than getting too close and affecting the others.

Another DC 15 Will save...assuming it looks like something other than pudding once this round is done.


Male Half-Elf (Drow-Blooded) Fighter (Weapon Master) 1 /\/\ HP 12/12 | AC 16 | T 12 | FF 14 | F +4 | R +2 | W +1 (+2 vs Enchant) | Init +4 | Per +4 |

Darius stepped on the things little neck and extracted his blade, "Teach you to run from me," he muttered under his breath. Looking around the now empty town square, the Half-Drow was on the lookout for more of the little grubbers.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22


Female Human (Varisian) Harrow Sorceress / 1

Despite how ill she is currently feeling, Zella looks around to see if there are any other goblins threatening people. She will move over to where Noro and Gilly are.


Just as the last goblin was about to strike Gilly again, a crossbow bolt pierces him from behind. The bolt only slightly phases him before Noro practically punches through his head.

Staying in initiative order, you now have one round to take a breather/heal/buff before the next wave hits

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