1d100
*since the demons away Morgra pours a potion of cure light down Roderick's throat*
*since the demons away Morgra pours a potion of cure light down Roderick's throat*
1d8 + 1
I think hes actually at 1 since he is 1 point from dying which was -7
I think hes actually at 1 since he is 1 point from dying which was -7
*drinks a potion of cure light wounds while cussing the beast*
potion of cure light wounds
Abruptly, the darkness fades into nonexistence and the lantern light bathes the hallway in yellow light.
The demon has vanished! Escaped by means of some sorcerous trick no doubt.
By the light, you do a quick head count. Roderick looks haggard, but alive. Simon is stable but still out. Victor is wounded but the injuries are mostly cosmetic. If anyone missed the appearance of Izyk's unique companions, they would notice them now.
The demon left behind a mess of blood. The demonic blood is easily discerned from the human blood, as it sizzles and smokes on the stone floor.
Faint illumination is available within 30 feet of the windows. All other unlit areas are considered dark. Damion's lantern sheds normal illumination with a 30 foot cone, and dim illumination 30 feet beyond that.
The Central Floor Room is over 200 feet ahead of you. Morpheo and his tour group will be somewhere North of the Central Floor Room, and the other party of 8 adventurers was stationed in the West wing. If you decide to continue, remember that Simon is still unconscious and is dexterity drained. Leaving him behind might not be safe.
We're going to switch to grouped initiative. The players (you guys) will choose one character to roll initiative. Obviously you'll be picking the character with the highest initiative. I'll pick the creature with the highest initiative and roll for my group. Once initiative order is determined, all characters or creatures will act within their grouped initiative. This will make it easier to post combat actions, and you guys can still use tactics and strategize by using ooc discussion or whatever to flank, use heals, ready actions, set up combos, etc.
We're going to try to schedule each combat round in a maximum window of 12 real-life hours. If someone can't post by deadline, then a substitute player will take that person's turn for them. Everyone should pick somebody to roll for them, and it should be a mutual agreement. If this doesn't work or it feels to restrictive we'll try something else.
Spellcraft = To identify the spell
Intimidate Damion =
"Look out Damion, he's behind you! Just kidding don't tarnish your armor. Well it looks like he teleported away. Better watch ourselves, and Simon needs to be watch in case that thing shows back up."
"WATCH OUT HE REALLY IS BEHIND YOU DAMION!!!!"
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"Look out Damion, he's behind you! Just kidding don't tarnish your armor. Well it looks like he teleported away. Better watch ourselves, and Simon needs to be watch in case that thing shows back up."
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"WATCH OUT HE REALLY IS BEHIND YOU DAMION!!!!"
Victor end his rage and chugs 2 potions of Cure Light Wounds
First
Second
After recuperating for a few seconds Victor slams his sword into a nearby pillar or wall and screams "F$!!ING DEMON GOT AWAY FROM US! SON OF A B~!%~ CURSED WRETCH!!"
Boy Gui you ran da ting off.
After retrieving my lantern, I lean over Simon gently hoisting him over my right shoulder. I wait a few moments to let everyone catch their bearings.
"Let us try to find Morpheo and tell him something evil is awry."
I'll pick my self up, still nursing my bite wound. "This'll be sore in tha mornin. Can one of you fellers help me out here?"
*The demon has vanished, but it is sure to still be nearby. Snarl and Sludge nudge at me once Damion hefts Simon onto his shoulder. I smirk and move closer to the others. No point in being a sitting duck...*
Perception checks from the eidolons to spot the demon lurking in the shadows.
After searching, you are all fairly confident the demon is nowhere in the immediate vicinity. With it teleporting away, there's no real way to tell where it is right now.
The presence of a demon, while unsettling, is not nearly as unsettling as the thought of more than one demon being nearby. If one blood demon managed to infiltrate Morpheo's palatial estate unnoticed, there could very well be more lurking the hallways and exhibits.
And where is Morpheo's spellguard? Whatever magic is used to notify them of intruders must have been dispelled or subverted somehow.
The shadows dance by the light of Damion's lantern.
I am content with this marching order.
To the west lies the oppose museum wing, the hallway leading there appears darkened.
To the south lies the exit.
To the north lies the new exhibit. The twin oak doors are currently closed.
I'll pick my self up, still nursing my bite wound. "This'll be sore in tha mornin. Can one of you fellers help me out here?"
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I will set the lantern down on the floor before laying simon out on the floor. I will go up and inspect the door, seeing if it can be opened.
Perception.
* Morgra pulls 3 healing potions out of his bag and hands them to Roderick*
Here I be sharing. Just try an not be gettin eaten again.
* Morgra pulls 3 healing potions out of his bag and hands them to Roderick*
Here I be sharing. Just try an not be gettin eaten again.
"I got potions friend, I was just hoping for some healing prayers o sorts, less costly and all that."
while everyone is regrouping, you perform a routine inventory of your backpack contents. in the bottom of your bedroll, you find a bundle of rags wrapped around a paper ammo box. looks like your luck has changed, you had all but forgotten about this stash of extra ammunition.
"Well I'll be..."
I will set the lantern down on the floor before laying simon out on the floor. I will go up and inspect the door, seeing if it can be opened.
Perception. 1d20 + 1
Perception = 5: You are startled by a screech from the bird as it launches itself into the air and wings towards the domed ceiling. The bird circles the dome, testing the windows before landing on the narrow ledge of a windowsill.
Upon inspecting the door, it appears to be unlocked and unbarred.The bird continues to watch the party, preening its feathers nervously.
*The bird in the central room is odd, and I try to recall my travels through the varied wildernesses, thinking perhaps I've seen it or it's kind before...Snarl and Sludge remain ever-vigilant, and I can sense their unease at the situation facing us.*
Eidolons' Perception checks:
Still bristling at the loss of the demon Victor looks around the room quickly and spies the bird and fixes his gaze on it for a few moments.
"This reminds me of something...."
*The bird in the central room is odd, and I try to recall my travels through the varied wildernesses, thinking perhaps I've seen it or it's kind before...Snarl and Sludge remain ever-vigilant, and I can sense their unease at the situation facing us.*
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A single emerald feather drifts slowly to the floor.
*I stare with narrowed eyes as I remember where I've seen a bird like this before. It's barely settled into my mind when Sludge gives me warning. I stoop to retrieve the feather while speaking in a hushed tone.*
"Gentlemen, Sludge has alerted me to the presence of someone not ourselves amidst the shadows of the ceiling's dome. Best keep your eyes peeled..."
Victor scans the shadows looking for any movement near the bird.
Perception
"Hmmm"
I will unsheathe my sword and gaze at the ceiling.
Perception.
Gui do ya see anyting?
I'll inspect the exotic bird wondering if I have ever encountered one before on my travels, then take a look up after Izyk's warning.
Perception
Framed by the moonlight, your gaze detects a tiny winged humanoid figure creeping along the ledge of the narrow windowsill.
I'll inspect the exotic bird wondering if I have ever encountered one before on my travels, then take a look up after Izyk's warning.
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Knowledge Arcana to try and identify the creature.
Knowledge Arcana 1d20+8 to try and identify the creature.
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On my turn I'll ready to shoot the thing if it comes with in 20' with one of my guns prefferably before it engages in melee.
Victor pulls out his blade and readies an action to charge and attack anything that comes near a party member.
Attack Roll if necessary
Damage Roll if it hits
Fires a crossbow bolt at the Quasit.
Damage
Fires a crossbow bolt at the Quasit.
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Damage
Damage
*Morgra pulls the spear off his back and readies an action to strike any enemy within range*
Dere be many foul creatures in here Gui. I not be tinking dis such easy money now.
On my turn I'll ready to shoot the thing if it comes with in 20' with one of my guns prefferably before it engages in melee.
Roderick loads his ladies, licks the sight, and takes aim...
Victor pulls out his blade and readies an action to charge and attack anything that comes near a party member.
Gripping your fire-and-acid-pitted blade, you gnash your teeth in eager anticipation of rending demonflesh and sundering demonbone.
Fires a crossbow bolt at the Quasit.
Rolling to Confirm Double Crit
Loosing your bolt during a prescient moment of oneness with the universe, you penetrate the demon's eye. The tiny fiend shrieks, hurling itself from the ledge as the emerald jungle bird wheels screaming among the party members. In a frantic blur of motion, the impaired quasit feverishly beats its wings, trying to escape but instead careening headfirst into Victor's waiting blade stroke. After being nearly bisected under the ribcage, the demons form is hurled into Roderick's waiting sights, where the poor beast is blasted to hell and back. The smoking, blind, and near lifeless quasit collapses to the floor, with one wing twitching. It screeches feebly.
"Gui, I taught you be eatin everyting that flies. I be tinking that thing might have put up a fight wit ya but looks like we have more den enough muscle to take care of da small ones."
*Morgra jabs at the qausit making sure its dead*
if it hits
*Morgra pats victor on the back*
Good job Victa dat be one less demon you be fightin when ya get ya brudda back.
"Gui, I taught you be eatin everyting that flies. I be tinking that thing might have put up a fight wit ya but looks like we have more den enough muscle to take care of da small ones."
*Morgra jabs at the qausit making sure its dead*
1d20 +3
if it hits 1d8 +3*Morgra pats victor on the back*
Good job Victa dat be one less demon you be fightin when ya get ya brudda back.
You put the creature out of its agony, and the demon gurgles as it expires. Before you are able to withdraw your spear from the prone form, the green bird swoops past your head, flying into the western wing of Morpheo's museum.
*No sooner than the demon is spotted, it is destroyed utterly. As the tickwing flies off into the western hall, I follow at a leisurely pace, Snarl and Sludge flanking me.*
"That bird is just as out of place as the demons...we should follow it and see where it goes..."
Perception checks:
Snarl:
Sludge:
Victor bends down over the dead demon and looks it over finally taking a finger for a grizly trophy and then heads toward the door to the new exhibit and tests the knob.
"The bird wash pershed just above here and I intend to shee what is behind thish door."