"So do we fortify the top ruins as a fallback point or do we just go down now?"
"So do we fortify the top ruins as a fallback point or do we just go down now?"
"Yessir. R'member kids, out here, there's all kinds-like o' trouble, see? But everything down there in the dark has t' fit throughways the door."
"Yessir. R'member kids, out here, there's all kinds-like o' trouble, see? But everything down there in the dark has t' fit throughways the door."
"So do we fortify the top ruins as a fallback point or do we just go down now?"
"So do we fortify the top ruins as a fallback point or do we just go down now?"
"I don't trust the main part of the monastery. Remember how easily the kobald slipped from room to room. If we're going to set up camp there, maybe the tower would be the best bet, but I think I'd prefer a base out here. A base in the ruins would be too close for comfort."
This is a correct assertion, Wolf-room collapsed stairs going down, Armory had a secret door, and the unexplored tower.
Hozs heads over to the tower once the scalefolk tell us the way is clear and the rest of the party is ready. He picks a piece of grass and sticks it in his teeth to chew as he goes. "...dum be de dum..."
Faldor follows Hoz with his crossbow at the ready for any surprises the scalefolk have set up for them.
Abe rides Leo alongside Horz.
As the others begin their march toward the monastery Effan looks at the lizardmen appologetically. "I guess we'll just improvise." He makes sure his battle wand and ropes are handy, then trails off in the wake of the others.
Map of site.
Walking up the ruins the group comes across a fresh bloodstain in the doorway that was hastily covered over with some dirt with drag marks leading to one of the fallen front doors. A quick look under reveals the body of a kobold, presumably taken out and stashed by the other group of Lizardfolk before they headed out hunting.
The courtyard is deserted and no sounds can be heard besides the occasional squawking of one of the many Razorcrows that sit perched upon the ruined crenelations of the monastery. There appears to be no sign of an alarm being raised...
The door to the tower seems to be intact and locked with the door being a huge slab of Darkwood and the locking mechanism seems to be of sturdy dwarven make, possibly mithral, as are the hinges.
Faldor puts his ear to the door and listens for any signs of danger on the other side.
Effan looks intently at the foreboding tower. He whispers a few words and waves slightly.
Morganst stands behind Effan as he does whatever he does to the door. He is nearly drooling over the lock.
Cracking his knuckles, he grins madly. "That looks like one tough lock. Is that dwarven?"
"Everything here is Dwarven" says Abe, looking around with great interest. "Let's get that door open."
Nothing can be heard through the door and no magic is detected upon the door or in the general vicinity. The lock is built into the door very well.....
It doesn't appear to be trapped....
Effan steps back from the door. "Anyone of you big people want to have a go at this door? There's nothing I can do with it."
He pulls out his battlewand and readies a rope for throwing.
Faldor getting slightly nervouse as he waits for someone to open the door, "Stay away from the any pots, or dolls."
Morganst steps forward and cracks his knuckles. "Well, I can see what I can do."
With a flick of his wrist he pulls out several small tools.
"Yessir. R'member kids, out here, there's all kinds-like o' trouble, see? But everything down there in the dark has t' fit throughways the door."
Morganst steps forward and cracks his knuckles. "Well, I can see what I can do."
With a flick of his wrist he pulls out several small tools.
Keegan takes several steps away from both Morganst and the door.
"Have I ever mentioned how reassuring your confidence in me is?"
"You can do it Morg." says Abe, on Leo several feet back from the door.
"Have I ever mentioned how reassuring your confidence in me is?"
"Ye has now."
Morganst seems to have some difficulty with the lock, despite his initial confidence, but after spending a couple moments at it the well-crafted lock finally gives way....(I took the liberty of a take 20).
The door now appears unlocked and ready for someone to open....
*Does the old pointing from his eyes to EMS's eyes and back again.....*
Jaden watches Morganist fiddle with the door and open the lock. Jaden shoulders his shield, swaping out his crossbow for his new axe on his belt. He moves up to the door waiting for everyone to readdy them selfs.
"So, now that is taken care of, lets see what is waiting for us. Are we all ready"?
"Hells yeah. I'll go first." Abe draws his warhammer and trots up to the door and steps inside (still mounted).
Somehow Abe manages to open the door while holding reins and a warhammer and blunders into the dark room beyond the door. The 15'X15' room is dusty and dry, barrels and crates dominate most of the interior except for the area that Abe and his mount move into and the western wall, which has a stone railing and stairs leading up.
Everything is covered in a thick layer of cobwebs and dust, which is now stirring up to make details in the room difficult to pick up.
A fat spider, damn near the size of Abe's dog, drops onto him from above and delivers a vicious bite to the holy warrior-
1d20+4=20 to hit Abe's FF AC, 1d6=5 damage. DC 12 fortitude save or take 2 strength damage.
Roll initiative!
Spider goes on 13.
Initiative: 1d20+2=8
Fort save: 1d20+10=30
"Big spider!" Abe yells and swings with his warhammer:
Leo tries to bite the spider (if he can reach it):
Keegan spits something dark and slimy into the dirt at his feet.
"Damn."
He crosses the threshhold into the room, drawing his mace, looking to see if Jaden has the situation under control.
Keegan spits something dark and slimy into the dirt at his feet.
"Damn."
He crosses the threshhold into the room, drawing his mace, looking to see if Jaden has the situation under control.
initiative please?
1d20=5+6 = 11
Effan cranes his neck trying to get a view inside the door.
With a battle hymn Faldor pulls the firing mechanism before thinking sending a bolt flying towards the spider.
Morganst had drawn his bow when the door was pulled open. Unlocked of course with his usual panache, if not quickness. Before he could congratulate himself (nobody else seemed to want to) the spider dropped down on Abe.
Taking quick aim, he fires an arrow at the spider.
"Rawr."
Jaden- 25
Faldor- 23
Morganst- 19
Spider- 13+
Keegan- 13-
Effan- 11
Abe and mount- 8
Jaden and Faldor leap to the attack and manage to fell the 8-legged monstrousity as 2 more of the creature drop down from the ceiling looking for blood. Morganst manages to hit one with an attack as it drops to attack Jaden but doesn't stop it from trying to hit as the other spider lands before Abe and attacks. Both of the creatures miss, but all of the party members in the tower see another threat.....out of the stairwell a writhing mass of hundreds of tiny spiders begins to spill down the stairs....a spider swarm!
Abe drops the spider that Morganst hit with his attack.
Still standing outside, Effan waits for a shot with his wand.
Keegan up!
Keegan up!
Somebody wanna NPC Keegan?
Effan watches as Keegan swings into action.
"Spideylegs r good eatin', but the claws and fangs are sharpish." Keegan charges through the door and tries to flatten one of the new arachnids with his mace, but it scuttles wide of the blow.
Attack, damage, skirmish damage bonus (1d20, 1d8+2, 1d6=[3], [6, 2], [2])
Effan watches as Keegan swings into action.
"Spideylegs r good eatin', but the claws and fangs are sharpish." Keegan charges through the door and tries to flatten one of the new arachnids with his mace, but it scuttles wide of the blow.
Attack, damage, skirmish damage bonus (1d20, 1d8+2, 1d6=[3], [6, 2], [2])
