Well, that's a ranger, sorceror & barbarian. If you DMPC Losk for healing purposes, we ought to get along all right. Still want to do it, Nevynxxx?
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Well, that's a ranger, sorceror & barbarian. If you DMPC Losk for healing purposes, we ought to get along all right. Still want to do it, Nevynxxx?
Absolutely!
If anyone fancies running two characters though, so I don't have to confuse myself with the difference between what I know, and what Losk knows, I'll be happy enough.
I'll catch everything up tonight and we can go from there.
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A quick Recap....
The group is investigating the decrepit monastery, in most of the rooms the roof has collapsed, and the dirty little Pugwampis were everywhere, although none are in sight now.
The fighting is coming to an end, only two baboons remain (ignore the one in the little room to the left of the map, I forgot to delete it!).
Thanks heaps for stepping in, Nevyn. I'm glad to know the time spent so far on characters and so forth won't be wasted.
Cheers
Nano
Parvenah
Baboons
Jaken
Nuveril
Losk
With a confident smirk on her face, Nuveril swings twice at the remaining baboon; her self-satisfied expression turns to outrage as the nimble creature easily evades her weapons.
Losk takes a step forward, and brings his axe down on the final baboon. It cuts into the beast's back, causing it to screech in pain, and turn and flee.
"No, you don't, craven beast," Nuveril snarls, as she quickly steps forward and slashes its flesh with her scimitar.
Attack of Opportunity(1d20+3=20) Damage (1d4+1=4)
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Losk takes a step forward, and brings his axe down on the final baboon. It cuts into the beast's back, causing it to screech in pain, and turn and flee.[b]"No, you don't, craven beast," Nuveril snarls, as she quickly steps forward and slashes its flesh with her scimitar.
Attack of Opportunity(1d20+3=20) Damage (1d4+1=4)
As Nuveril takes the beast down, Losk lowers his axe gently to the floor. "By Saranrae, that took some time. Did everyone else notice the air seemed clearer once that little dog beast went down?" Looking at Nuveril, and hoping she will calm sometime soon, he says "Ya certainly fight well little one, but the beast was runnin' did it need a sword in it's back?"
As Nuveril takes the beast down, Losk lowers his axe gently to the floor. "By Saranrae, that took some time. Did everyone else notice the air seemed clearer once that little dog beast went down?" Looking at Nuveril, and hoping she will calm sometime soon, he says "Ya certainly fight well little one, but the beast was runnin' did it need a sword in it's back?"
The halfling lowers her weapons and tosses her head. "If it didn't want to die, it should not have engaged us," she responds. "And if it didn't want to die like a coward with a wound in its back, it should not have attempted to flee and rob us of a battle fairly entered."
Parvenah looks down toward the barbaric halfling, "I think you attribute too much will in the creatures, Nuveril. They fight only to protect their lair and when the threat shows too much, they flee. It is the way of these beasts. Still better to finish it off than leave a wounded animal stalking the halls. The pain and infection to a wounded animal can drive it insane with fevers and that is harder to interpret than a healthy one."
She wipes her blade off and sheaths it to look at the bite wound she received. "You are right, Losk. There was a pall that was lifted when those deviant little beasts were killed. If we see any more, we should continue to make the world a better place and dispatch them rapidly."
She picks her bow up and inspects it for damage.
"Ack, thas right there. If you'll exchuse me, I'll thank ma lady over there" He nods at the statue, "If ya need any healing, we have plenty of potions now, and I have my own skill. Check ye'selves out."
Nuveril shakes her head as she watches the dwarf approach the statue. "Well, that was simple enough," she proclaims cavalierly. "Do we send for Lady Almah now that we've killed the 'scary monkeys?'"
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ooc]Do I hear any more baboons from the southeast room? Perception (sound) (1d20+7=8) Probably not. :P[/ooc]
No, you just hear the breeze from outside through the long shattered window at the end of the room you are in.
Parvenah considers the layout of the building "Let us continue to investigate this southern corridor. As it was from here the baboons charged, and probably the dominant ones at that, if there are others we might be able to route them from this temple."
Parvenah considers the layout of the building "Let us continue to investigate this southern corridor. As it was from here the baboons charged, and probably the dominant ones at that, if there are others we might be able to route them from this temple."
Nuveril shrugs in acquiescence. "If you think there's anything in here worth soiling my blade, I'll be happy to find it." She hefts her weapons and looks expectantly at the others.
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Along the Southern corridor, there are two doors to the East that you have not investigated, and a door to the west (this is ignoring the room one of the baboons ran into.....
At it's furthest southern extent, the corridor also extends to the east...
Pick a door, any door, Losk will be with you by the time you move off....
"When you sell your blade, you lose some of the ability to decide what has the worth to soil it," Parvenah tosses toward the halfling, "Your employer dictates what is worthy. For now, the baboons and these wreched rat-dogmen are worthy enough... And based on how the pugwampis gall the flow of the natural, their extermination is worthy indeed."
Well, first, let's drag the baboon bodies into the room with the Pugwampi corpses and give the room a brief search. If there is any foodstuffs available, it might help with a wild empathy check to win over an animal later.
After that, head down the hall with Parvenah on the west side on point, arrow nocked and in half draw. We will deal with each room in order as we get to it. Start on the west if they are directly across from each other. (Do the rooms have doors and are they closed?)
The first room in the order mentioned is the North-West, which the baboon wandered into. This appears to have been a mess hall, long ago. Three long wooden tables and the dozens of chairs that once lined the walls are in shambles; mostly rotted away with the passage of years. Light shines through several large holes in the roof, illuminating a closed door to the south.
The dead baboon's body is lying in front of this door.
The first room in the order mentioned is the North-West, which the baboon wandered into. This appears to have been a mess hall, long ago. Three long wooden tables and the dozens of chairs that once lined the walls are in shambles; mostly rotted away with the passage of years. Light shines through several large holes in the roof, illuminating a closed door to the south.
The dead baboon's body is lying in front of this door.
"Ugh," Nuveril grunts, as she rolls the body out of the way like a hairy, lumpy sack with heavy, flopping appendages. "We're going to have to get this carrion out of here before nightfall, or it will attract scavengers. Not that it wouldn't be fun to hide one in Lady Almah's bedroll."
"Ugh," Nuveril grunts, as she rolls the body out of the way like a hairy, lumpy sack with heavy, flopping appendages. "We're going to have to get this carrion out of here before nightfall, or it will attract scavengers. Not that it wouldn't be fun to hide one in Lady Almah's bedroll."
"Ach, there' donne seem to be much in here? Shall we try though 't door?"
Losk says as he hefts his axe, waiting for one of the others to open the door.
If Nano is unavailable Parvenah will open the door. (She's just a bit reluctant since she is using a 2 handed weapon.)
Nano looks at the others obviously hanging back, and shrugs. She charges small shoulder first at the door, and crashes through in a cloud of dust. Hitting the floor, she bounces back up, a wide grin on her face.
The room Nano stands in is apparently an old dormitory, ten bunk beds in various stages of disrepair fill the chamber. The roof is mostly intact, and an open arch in the eastern wall leads back into the corridor you left a few minutes ago. To the south, another open arch leads to what is apparently a closet.sturdy wooden door leads to another room
The dust cloud that nano kicked off slowly clears, and has apparently come from some form of mould that was covering the door...
Nano looks at the others obviously hanging back, and shrugs. She charges small shoulder first at the door, and crashes through in a cloud of dust. Hitting the floor, she bounces back up, a wide grin on her face.
The room Nano stands in is apparently an old dormitory, ten bunk beds in various stages of disrepair fill the chamber. The roof is mostly intact, and an open arch in the eastern wall leads back into the corridor you left a few minutes ago. To the south, another open arch leads to what is apparently a closet.sturdy wooden door leads to another room
The dust cloud that nano kicked off slowly clears, and has apparently come from some form of mould that was covering the door...
Losk watches on with a wry grin, "Well, ya have style, I'll give'ee that" he says, and then has a coughing fit from the mold...
As he walks into the room Losk glances at the mold remaining on the door, and then takes to sifting through the bunks...
Parvenah wrinkles her nose as she steps into the room as well. She glances over the mouldering bedding with distain.
Nuveril sighs deeply. "Not even monkeys," she grumbles. "Come on, maybe there's something to fight behind the next door." She strides between the beds to the southern wall and flings open the door.
Parvenah wrinkles her nose as she steps into the room as well. She glances over the mouldering bedding with distain.
Looking at the mold, Paravenah notoices that it doesn't appear naturel, it certainly looks like normal mould, but the patterns it's making seem a little less than random...
On her way toward the door in the southern wall, Nuveril suddenly notices something ....
Parvenah is too wrapped up in the peculiar mold to notice much else. She reaches out and scratches a patch of it.
As he walks into the room, Losk looks up, "Well, tha's one big spi..." Losk goes quiet as the monster skitters accross the ceiling.
Could someone roll Perception and init for Nano please.
Nuveril's eyes light up as she spies the monstrous creature on the ceiling. "Come down here and fight fair," she invites the spider, reaching for a javelin.
Losk, Nuveril and Spider act in the suprise round....
The halfling draws a javelin and hefts it in her hand, seeking the correct balance before she flings it.
As Nuveril readies her javlin, the spider drops from the cieling to land right in front of her, it's mandibles snapping away, but failing to quite snap her small frame.
Seeing the spider drop, Losk charges through the room towards it, a screem of rage leaving his lips.
With a sound somewhere between a defiant snarl and a jubilant laugh, Nuveril lets the javelin fall from her fingers and draws her scimitar. The curved blade flashes, as she simultanously jabs forward with the spike of her madu.
Scimitar and madu (1d20+1=18, 1d20+1=13) Damage for scimitar and madu (1d4+1=2, 1d3=1)
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Scimitar and madu (1d20+1=18, 1d20+1=13) Damage for scimitar and madu (1d4+1=2, 1d3=1)
Losk steps the final 5ft to the spider, and brings his axe down, but misses a spider leg, and just makes a tremendous clang on the stone floor.
Quickly backpedalling toward the door, Nano releases an acidic gout from his arcane fingers, aimed squarely at the monstrous spider. Sadly, just as he releases his magical attack, he steps on a rock which rolls under his feet, and his acid shoots wildly off toward the ceiling.
"Ack, is there another of them damn miniature dog deamon things abou?" Shouts Losk as he sees Nano's magic go wide.
Parvenah truns as Losk storms past, and pulling her bow quickly draws and fires at the huge spider. Her aim is less than true though and the arrow goes wide.
The spider meanwhile snaps again at Nuveril, this time it's bite taking effect .