This side tunnel appears to have once been bricked over at the point where it diverges from the main tunnel. Loose bricks and mortar litter the inside of the new tunnel. The passageway appears to wind for 50
feet before turning north.
Before entering the side tunnel, Galstok looks for any sign of travel through it.
Perception:
There doesnt seem to have been any travel through this side tunnel in the last 24 hours at least.
"No tracks here" Not finding anything, Galstok continues on the path he was following before.
Further down the passage, it ends at a door that is hanging open. Beyond the door is a 30-foot-diameter cave on the side of the cliff overlooking the Varisian Bay. The cave mouth slopes down to a narrow
beach; you note the crude collection of goblin beds and remnants of their meals strewn about the cave.
I do a quick visual sweep of the room, looking to see if there are any goblins left or anything particular of note.
There is nothing of note within the cave. It appears that it is possible to get down to the beach via a steep shingle bank that slopes down to the beach about 50' below the cave mouth.
I will go to the cave mouth and look out to see if there are any boats on the beach to indicate a presence of more goblins anywhere.
Looking out of the cave mouth, you note that it now seems to have started raining quite heavily. On the beach you can see a couple of small boats that would seem to belong to local fishermen, judging by the nets they contain. You can also make out a steep pathway climbing up the side of the cliff which you would presume leads back up to Sandpoint.
Galstok searchs for where the tracks continued coming out of the tunnel.
Perception:
"Maybe we'd best check out the boats, make sure there's no goblins hiding or sleeping in them. Then take a look from the beach, to be sure there's no-one on the cliff path?"
"After that, we can check out that side tunnel."
Galstok searchs for where the tracks continued coming out of the tunnel.
Perception: 1d20 + 5
he tracks appear to be relatively easy to spot, having been made by someone running at a fair pace. They head down onto the beach towards the waters edge. There is evidence there of a boat being pushed out to sea as well. You can see no vessels out on the water though from your vantage point however.
They appear to have left, there is nothing more we can do here. We should return to town and alert the mayor about what has transpired. Perhaps make sure that the entire glass factory is empty of the little beasts.
"Aye, we missed 'em. Lets go check out the rest of the place." With that Galstok nods and returns to the tunnel. At the side tunnel, he stops and looks down it again. "Hmm, wonder whats that-a-way."
You move on down the passage, traveling gradualy downwards along a gentle but meandering slope. After a few minutes, the tunnel opens into what seems to be a natural cave. Water drips from the ceiling, and roots dangle down in numerous places. A side passage exits the cave on the right hand side and a passage continues on on the opposite wall. Suddenly, a horribly deformed humanoid, hairless and emaciated, lurches out of the shadows. Its unnaturally long arms end in three-fi ngered talons, and its legs bend like those of a dog. A writhing network of bulging veins form dark blue patterns across its pallid skin. But worst of all is its face—its nose is little more than a pair of slits, and its eyes are bulging and red. The lower jaw splits in half at the chin into two wretched arms that end in tiny three-
fingered hands to either side an open gullet with a lolling tongue.
Ensu will take his readied shot as he looks at the thing in front of him with disgust.
Initiative
I pull out my short sword and say to Galstok, "Come let us end this creatures misery, try and flank it with me."
Knowledge(local,Sandpoint) (to see if I know any local stories about lurking monsters below sandpoint)
Initiative:
With a yell, Galstok throws his torch at the creature, then runs up to meet it bearing his earthbreaker.
Attack(improvised wpn):
Damage(per SRD) + 1 fire
Crit Confirm:
Dmg(if confirmed): + 1 fire
Realizing he has the only light, Galstok tosses aside his earthbreaker witha snarl and draws his blade as he lunges at the creature.
Attack:
Damage:
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I think Ensu had light prepared, earlier.
Suddenly, a horribly deformed humanoid, hairless and emaciated, lurches out of the shadows. Its unnaturally long arms end in three-fingered talons, and its legs bend like those of a dog. A writhing network of bulging veins form dark blue patterns across its pallid skin. But worst of all is its face—its nose is little more than a pair of slits, and its eyes are bulging and red. The lower jaw splits in half at the chin into two wretched arms that end in tiny three-fingered hands to either side an open gullet with a lolling tongue.
Like THIS?
I think Ensu had light prepared, earlier.
Suddenly, a horribly deformed humanoid, hairless and emaciated, lurches out of the shadows. Its unnaturally long arms end in three-fingered talons, and its legs bend like those of a dog. A writhing network of bulging veins form dark blue patterns across its pallid skin. But worst of all is its face—its nose is little more than a pair of slits, and its eyes are bulging and red. The lower jaw splits in half at the chin into two wretched arms that end in tiny three-fingered hands to either side an open gullet with a lolling tongue.Like THIS?
Initiative 1d20+3
I pull out my short sword and say to Galstok, "Come let us end this creatures misery, try and flank it with me."
Knowledge(local,Sandpoint) 1d20+6 (to see if I know any local stories about lurking monsters below sandpoint)
Drexel, Ensu & Tregar
I move forward around the creature and Galstok flanking it with Galstok if able. Unless that would provoke an attack of opportunity then I will just attack the creature and then take 5ft steps each round until in a flanking position
Attack +2 if flanking
Damage, short sword
crit confirm
crit damage
Galstok rushes forward, flinging his buring torch at the creature. The firey brand smashes into the creatures chest, sparks and embers flying.
Standing to one side, Ensu releases his missile and the arrow flies straight at the creatures head, hitting an eye. The creature roars its anger and pain.
Moving to the side of the creature as it bellows in agony, Drexel slashed with his sword, cleanly decapitating the horror.
Blood fountains from its neck as its body drops to the floor. Its decapitad head rolls across the ground, ending its journey at Tregars feet.
Belatedly Galstok realizes the creature is no longer in one piece. Stopping midswing he looks up at Drexel with an almost feral grin, "Too quick! Let's find some more!"
With that Galstok turns back away looking for signs of any other creatures.
Perception:
"Well, that was amusing. Good to know it goes down quick. I just hope there isn't anything else about to hear the roar." Ensu looks around as he reloads his crossbow.
I glance at Galstock warily, "Glad you are on my side."
I will search the cavern quickly, with sword still drawn, for anything to give an idea of where the creature came from and to see if there is any more unpleasantness lurking about.
perception
There is an exit passage at the far side of the cave and a smaller side passage is over on the right hand side of the chamber.
I point to the smaller side passage, "It is probably more likely that the smaller passage leads to a home or nest for that creature, perhaps we should make sure that there are not anymore to surprise us?"
Galstok moves hurriedly to the small passage. "Come on! Lets check it out."
The rough hewn passage opens after 30 feet into a stone lined chamber. The original purpose of this chamber is unclear, but large mounds of rubble lie strewn on its floor. The wall to the North (your left)has a white stone door in its centre. There is no sign of any more of the creature from the previous chamber.
"How odd." I state, I approach the door and examine it and the room as I approach.
Perception
Looking a little disappointed at not finding any more Galstok searches the room while Drexel is investigating the door. "Can you get that one open too?"
Perception:
The door appears to be made of white marble. Upon closer examination you can see that tiny red veins run through the marble. Also, an inscription of some sort is etched into the door, but age has made it all but illegible. What can be dicerned though is that it must have been written in some foreign tongue. A golden ring handle give the impression that the door opens inward into the room.
"There doesn't appear to be a lock."
check for traps, perception
If I do not think there are any traps I will pull open the door if I think there are traps I will attempt to disarm them and then open the door.
Disable device
There appear to be no traps or devices on the door. Grasping the handle, Drexel pulls the door, which swings stiffly open to reveal a dark corridor of worked stone beyond, quite unlike any other passage that you have seen down here. A thin layer of dust is disturbed as a soft breeze wafts past you into the tunnel. The smell of agees past assaults your nostrils.
"Well it is obvious that nothing has been down here in ages, do you want to bother exploring it or head back to Sandpoint and warn them about the goblins?"
Looking a little disappointed, "I'd want to, but the goblins be more important, I think. Maybe later?"
Galstok heads back towards the previous room. Checking to see if his torch is still servicable he will pick it up and relight if need be.
While waiting for rest of party, Galstok will take a glance down the passage at the far side of cavern.
The passage on the far side of the chamber that contained the creature seems to head off into darkness. No other features can be diserned without venturing down it.
Perception: