Reload and ready my guns.
"Things are gettin a might nasty, demons and whatnots floatin about makes a man nervous."
Are you waiting for that decision to resolve the three actions that just took place?
Are you waiting for that decision to resolve the three actions that just took place?
yes. I'd like to know who is going where.
I'll follow majority, but my perception is for anymore lil devils in the immediate vicinity.
*Whips out his Everburning torch and holds a pistol ready*
"Go on Big guy, I'm right behind ya."
Bolstered by Roderick's non burning flame and the presence of his hand cannon Victor enters the room boldly looking around to see what sort of deep sea menace has been dredged to the surface for the amusement of nobles....
"Damion, stay here and guard the initiates."
I will follow behind the young lad, bullseye lantern leading the way.
"Can't let you wander off alone there friend. Seems no one wants to see the Aviary, though I would rather see the deep seas exhibit."
"You know that something had to have let this bird out of its exhibit right?"
"Yes, it would appear that way, Elessar. We're only at the entrance, however, so if the rest are more interested in the new exhibit, we should keep our strength in numbers."
*Before going to join Roderick and Victor, I will shut the doors leading to the aviary, lest some other freed creatures fly through to pester Damion.*
Bolstered by Roderick's non burning flame and the presence of his hand cannon Victor enters the room boldly looking around to see what sort of deep sea menace has been dredged to the surface for the amusement of nobles....
The inky blackness is illuminated somewhat by Roderick's torch. Approaching the nearest wall, you find that it is constructed of some kind of transparent material, possibly enchanted glass. The walls here are open windows into the deep sea habitat, and as you observe the wonders within, you can't help but feel somewhat detached from the surface world. The first wall to your left displays a squirming mass of writhing tentacle-like objects clustered around a slimy petrous rock. The tentacles writhe and twist, reaching towards the glow of the torch. A cloud of tiny glowing creatures briefly hovers around the tentacles before darting into the darkness again.
"Damion, stay here and guard the initiates."
I will follow behind the young lad, bullseye lantern leading the way.
"Can't let you wander off alone there friend. Seems no one wants to see the Aviary, though I would rather see the deep seas exhibit."
perception:
Keeping a look out for more demons during the trek to the Aviary exhibit. 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
"You know that something had to have let this bird out of its exhibit right?"
Before Izyk closes the door, I will stop him.
"Theres someone in the floor near the end of this hallway. Izyk, get the others quickly."
I'll begin walking down the hallway cautiously preparing to help the thought injured individual, while giving the others time to catch up.
*With urgency in my voice*
"Roderick, Victor...Elessar has found another victim...they're in the hall leading to the aviary. We should make haste, lest the demon springs on him while he is alone!"
*I will not wait for the others to join me, my eidolons and I will return to Elessar.*
Snarl:
Sludge:
It's a minor detail, but both my eidolons have darkvision, Dave. Why didn't they notice the prone form earlier? They rolled better than Elessar's subsequent roll...
"Come on big guy sounds like someone's needin some help."
I'll head that way with my everburning torch and gun ready.
With the light fading away Victor follows quickly and unsteaths his pocked and scarred blade from its scabbard.
It's a minor detail, but both my eidolons have darkvision, Dave. Why didn't they notice the prone form earlier? They rolled better than Elessar's subsequent roll...
The silence here is almost oppressive. Continuing down the corridor, you keep your senses focused on the possibility of lurking demons or other hazards. Following the elven physician, you are led to a prone humanoid form. A small pool of blood spreads from the collapsed man, who is lying face-down with arms outstretched on the ground. The form is motionless, and is clothed in studded leather armor.
I will retrieve equipment from my healer's kit and begin performing a quick autopsy on the corpse.
"Let us see what ended the poor man's life shall we?"
Victor stands over Elessar as he performs his doctorial duties and keeps and eye out for any approaching threats.
Perception
I will retrieve equipment from my healer's kit and begin performing a quick autopsy on the corpse.
"Let us see what ended the poor man's life shall we?"
** spoiler omitted **
After finding the feathers I will inspect them to try and come up with what type of creature left them behind. Handing the other to Izyk.
"Any ideas on what left these behind Izyk?"
Perception To survey the surroundings for any other clues left by the feathered creature.
Knowledge To identify it as a typical feathered creature.
Knowledge Incase the creature is magical or something more exotic.
perception
"Dis not be good. I be guessing dere be others 'round too if we be looking"
*I take the feather gingerly between thumb and forefinger, turning it over to see it better in the torch light*
"Hmmm..."
Arcana:
Dungeoneering:
Planes:
Whoops forgot to say which knowledge was used.
Knowledge 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26 To identify it as a typical feathered creature. Was Knowledge Nature
Knowledge 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 Incase the creature is magical or something more exotic. Was Knowledge Arcana.
I break my daydream after the discovery of the body and make my way over, lantern in hand.
You are all able to identify the feathers as belonging to a common songbird. With this information, it stands to reason that this man was somehow overtaken by birds.
Shifting your focus to the end of the hallway, you are welcomed once again by a cacophony of warbling squawks and troubled screeches, echoing from the aviary's vaulted enclosure.
You wonder if the other seven adventurers stationed in the west wing have fared as poorly as their fallen comrade...
I will move to the end of the hallway and peak into the room ahead.
Knowledge Arcana: If any of the calls are from deadly magical beasts.
Perception: To look in the room.
"Better pray Morpheo doesn't have a Roc loose in here."
I will move to the end of the hallway and peak into the room ahead.
** spoiler omitted **
"Better pray Morpheo doesn't have a Roc loose in here."
Peaking into the aviary, you see a flurry of motion as birds rattle against their cages, beating wings and raising a hell of a noise. Many dead birds litter the bottom of the cages, covered in wounds or simply dead from over-exertion.
Cages of all shapes and sizes fill the aviary, and the entire aviary stretches upwards into 4 upper tiers, tied together by a gilded brass stairwell that spirals upwards elegantly. The cages have all been designed to accommodate a variety of species. The upper tiers will need to be explored firsthand before you can gather much information there, but the first floor looks like it is full of songbirds of various breeds.
You notice nothing supernatural about the birds or their calls.
Another form is squatting against the open doors, tears of blood dried on his face and empty eye sockets staring vacantly at you.
You can't immediately notice the other guardsmen, but you hold little hope that they have met an end any more favorable than their companions.
"Hey Doc, what you see in there?"
I move up towards the aviary where the doctor and young man is*
"Hmm dis isn't so good. Gui be afraid of birds."
*Morgra plucks Gui from his shoulder and puts him into a safe spot in his clothes, and then takes a peek into the room*
"So, who be da person going in first."
"Ill lead the way. Stand ready."
Ill lift my lantern high as I enter.
Victor follows closely behind the walking suit of armor.
From the hazy darkness, you hear a chorus of snorts and gurgles. The profane sounds instantly hushen the cries of every songbird on the first tier. All motion becomes still, and as feathers drift to the bottom of cages, two small, squat figures approach from the stairwell. They are dripping in gore, and their disfigured countenance, wattled skin, and aura of buzzing flies clearly identifies them as demons of some sort.
DC 20 reveals that they are immune to electricity and poison, and resist all energies but sonic. they are also vulnerable to cold iron or good weapons.
Additional spoilers if anyone rolls over 25...
The demons approach, gurgling and vomiting blood as they stagger forward. They wield crude cudgels and are unarmored. The demons begin their turn 25 feet from damion and victor. Other party members are at least 10 feet behind damion and victor, but no more than 100 feet behind them.
From the hazy darkness, you hear a chorus of snorts and gurgles. The profane sounds instantly hushen the cries of every songbird on the first tier. All motion becomes still, and as feathers drift to the bottom of cages, two small, squat figures approach from the stairwell. They are dripping in gore, and their disfigured countenance, wattled skin, and aura of buzzing flies clearly identifies them as demons of some sort.
** spoiler omitted **
The demons approach, gurgling and vomiting blood as they stagger forward. They wield crude cudgels and are unarmored. The demons begin their turn 25 feet from damion and victor. Other party members are at least 10 feet behind damion and victor, but no more than 100 feet behind them.
** spoiler omitted **
** spoiler omitted **
The squat demons raise their cudgels and charge headlong towards the front line of the party.
*It seems there are more demons afoot in this room, and the sight of them is even more sickening than the last. Once more, I try to dredge up any inkling into the type of monsters attacking. While they attempt to assault Victor and Damion, I feel the eagerness of Snarl and Sludge to get into the fray.*
If necessary, I will recast Magic Fang on Snarl. Following that, Snarl will charge and pounce the demon attacking Damion, while Sludge will move up to flank with Victor. Snarl has 10 ft. reach, so he will move around the demon without provoking an attack of opportunity. Sludge's attacks are considered magical.
Rolls:
Snarl:
Attacks (Bite and Gore):
Damage if successful:
Sludge:
Attack:
Damage if successful:
Rolling to confirm critical threat:
Additional critical damage if successful:
And again....
Victor deftly avoids the clumsy attack from the charging demon and then turns his own sword against the beast.
Attack Roll
Damage if successful
After Snarl, skewers the demon that charged Damion effectively ending it. I will turn my attention towards the slightly wounded one firing my crossbow.
Knowledge Arcana
Attack vs. 12 AC
If successful Damage
"What are these horrid things?!?"
Take a shot at the one still standing (and at 1+hp)
After deflecting the demon's attack with my shield I drop into a more defensive stance and attempt to finish the beast off.
After deflecting the demon's attack with my shield I drop into a more defensive stance and attempt to finish the beast off.
** spoiler omitted **
1d20 + 2
The example then does this:
Attack damage if it hits.
I plunge my longsword into the filthy demon's gut.
I don't know bout u guys but i be tinking that dere be someting more sinister about den just demons. I wonder how dey be gettin in here.
if it hits
*for the demon with the most life*
rolling to confirm critical hit: extra damage if successful.
After attacking, the demons fall to the ground, oozing blood from a brutal variety of wounds.
Ignoring the dying demons at his feet, Victor swigs the last of his healing draughts.
Healing
I also take out a healing draught and swig it down.
I look around seeing if I can spot anymore of the wretches.
Perception.
*Snarl and Sludge surprise even me by clamping their powerful jaws on the throats of the demons, ending them utterly. With my recollection of these beasts from lectures, I know there will have to be more*
"Gentlemen, well done. However, we will probably be facing more of these monstrosities. They like to travel in groups...."
Snarl:
Sludge: