Land of the Everboor

[lucky7]

None.

[Reformed Cultist]

*Head back inside, Look around*

Nothing besides stairway leading down?

[lucky7]

yes.

[Reformed Cultist]

*Heading down stairway and avoiding the pee trap at the bottom*

So this room had a door from which an elephant came from and inside was the vent and that's it?

[lucky7]

The elephant went into the illusory urine pit.

[Reformed Cultist]

I will search the area by the urine pit

Secret door check 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

[lucky7]

Pit's an illusion.

[Reformed Cultist]

Go through door that elephant came through

*This room had elephant treasure and the vent right?*

[lucky7]

Yes.

[Reformed Cultist]

Ok then back through the vent and head in avoiding the previously marked pressure plates

never let a brainwashed rogue lead a party, even a party of 1

[lucky7]

*cough cough* urine pit *cough cough*

[Reformed Cultist]

Reformed Cultist wrote:

I will search the area by the urine pit

Secret door check 1d20+7

* I did that already*

[SnowJade]

lucky7 wrote:

*cough cough* urine pit *cough cough*

Well, now that you mention it, it does smell nasty. [/fangy grin]

[lucky7]

The pit itself is an illusion, and you THINK you see a trapdoor underneath it.

[Reformed Cultist]

trapdoor under illusion, i'm using that one

look for secret doors in phony urine pit 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

[lucky7]

None, aside from what I already mentioned.

[Reformed Cultist]

*Check the trapdoor for traps*

Traps 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

[lucky7]

You don't see any traps.

[Reformed Cultist]

Attempt to open trapdoor

[lucky7]

It opens into a hallway.

[Reformed Cultist]

Scout 15 to 20' ahead of party looking for traps and secret doors

Looking for secret stuff 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

[lucky7]

Don't see any.

[Reformed Cultist]

I will keep going ahead until I have a choice to make i.e direction.

[lucky7]

You find another door,

[Reformed Cultist]

Check for traps on door

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

[lucky7]

No traps.

[Reformed Cultist]

Move to left side of door, kneel down attempt to open door...quietly and slowly.

*Is it locked?*

[SnowJade]

I go forward. I have to keep an eye on those ears. I do not trust those ears. "Come on, guys, he's gonna kill all our cultists!".

[Darling Prettymonk]

I hang on too.

[lucky7]

You guys see the locked door.

[Darling Prettymonk]

Stone, wood, metal door?

[Reformed Cultist]

@SJ & DP "Do you want me to attempt to pick the lock?"

[Darling Prettymonk]

"Mmmmmg."

As an afterthought, I nod at him.

[Reformed Cultist]

*Attempt to pick lock*

Lockpicking 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

[lucky7]

It's unlocked.

[Reformed Cultist]

*Move to the side so that party members that can hit and do damage can get through, open door slowly*

[Old Man Henderson]

Takin' aim.

[Reformed Cultist]

*Holds OMH's Beer with right ear*

[lucky7]

You see a cultist in power armor. Holding a giant sword. He looks at you, a grim smile on his face.

[Old Man Henderson]

Oh #&*(%@.

[Darling Prettymonk]

I'll wait for Henderson to give him two barrels of his mind, then the guy in the metal scrap is going down with a mighty leg sweep: tail of the raging half-fiend platypus!!!

"MMMMMMMG!"

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

[SnowJade]

Magic Missiles!

[Old Man Henderson]

Ayup.

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

1d10 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
1d10 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

[Reformed Cultist]

*I will attempt to be stealthy and get behind for sneak attack*

Stealth 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

[lucky7]

DP: Your leg dings on his.

SJ: Roll for damage.

OMH: Both miss.

RC: He doesn't notice you...yet...

[Old Man Henderson]

$#^*@ frell?? Reload.

[Reformed Cultist]

*Do I remember anything about power armored cultists in my former life as a cultist?*

[lucky7]

He laughs at you "Foolish mortals? You think you can stop me? I control reality ITSELF!" He then cackles.

[lucky7]

RC: He was the leader.

[Reformed Cultist]

*Driven by pure hatred due to the disfiguring of his once beautiful ears, I attempt to jump on his back(it's in my right ear) and pour OMH's beer over his head and on power armor hopefully shortcircuiting it*

screaming "IT"S HIM, THE LEADER"

Acrobatics? 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Pour Beer 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18