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Monday, 18 January 2021

FA2 4-14/8/1359 DR - The Aberrant Acolyte; training to level (238 XP)

 SESSION THREE: THE ABERRANT ACOLYTE WITH TOO MANY TENTACLES

- by Kimberly Pauley.

Gorlock flew down the stars, an eldritch blast already leaving his hands. A half dozen bats fell to the ground. Mistle, not to be outdone, took aim and fired into the centre of the closest swarm. Wings pierced, more dropped and the swarm dispersed into confusion.

 

Greeba wasn’t far behind. Bat bones crunched under her heavy feet as she ran and then—jumped!—into the air, waving her Warhammer wildly around her head. Six more bats fell, some perhaps by surprise. The remaining bats swarmed towards Thibault, wanting to get away from the half-orc, but he was ready for them and killed two as soon as they came near.

 

The bats were angry now, making high-pitched noises that were enough to make someone’s hair stand on end. They re-doubled their efforts to attack Thibault, but his heavy armour held them back. Vrena took the opportunity to get close, using both of her short swords to good effect.

 

“Thank you for your assistance, Vrena!” said Thibault, ever polite. Then some sloshing sounds and a faint eldritch glow from the next cave drew his attention. It was mostly filled with water, with a crescent of sandy shore. A craggy rock was all that broke the water’s surface. It was carved with a number of strange glyphs and a rough depiction of a three-eyed, tentacled, fish-like creature. A pair of well-worn manacles dangled from the rock. Every bit of it gave Thibault the chills.

 

Xarius hadn’t noticed yet. He cast acid splash at the bats, but they dodged and the spell fell harmlessly to the cave’s floor. Bryn moved past him to get better aim and fired her short bow, taking out another half dozen bats as the arrow ripped through their wings.

 

Thibault said, “I can hold the bats, better check out what is coming towards us. These disgusting sounds do not bode well.”

 

At his words, slimy skeletal forms began to emerge from the water and, from the darkness beyond them, a low-throated woman’s chuckle came. It was pure malice.

 

“EEEeeeeek!” shrieked Xarius. “Stay away from me!”

 

“She’s here,” said Greeba, trying to keep the fear out of her voice.

 

“Not for long!” said Bryn.

 

The woman oozed forwards, almost gliding. A red eye glowed in the centre of her forehead. Slimy tentacles slithered beneath her diaphanous robes, remarkably dry even though she seemed to have come from the water. She followed close behind the skeletons who had already closed the gap between them, their blank-eyed stares not betraying their intentions. Xarius, suddenly finding himself right in the thick of things, shrank into his robes, trying to look small.

 

“Our holy devotion will guide us through,” said Eamon solemnly, shifting his feet into a fighting stance.

 

 For a moment, nothing happened. And then Thibault heard an inhuman psychic scream that seemed to come from within his own skull. He let out a strangled cry that made Greeba tear her eyes off of the Aberrant Acolyte in front of them to stare at the poor paladin.

 

“Ye gods, I have a headache the likes I’ve not had before!” he cried out after a moment. He shook his head to clear it.

Eamon took that opportunity to attack the skeleton nearest him. It exploded beneath his fury, bones shattering everywhere. Not done, he punched another one so hard that everyone heard the crack of bone, but the skeleton managed to stay on its feet. Gorlock blasted it, and it too went down, crumpling into itself.

 

Mistle, farther back, aimed for the last bat swarm, but her hands were shaking and the arrow flew wild. She wasn’t the only one distracted by the gruesome sight in front of them. Greeba, shaking with rage, swung her Warhammer so wildly that it whiffed through the air. She hit nothing, but the bats tried to swoop in for an attack. One got stuck in Thibault’s mane of hair, messing about his perfectly coiffed locks.

 

Vrena continued the attack on the bats, hoping to at least remove one enemy from the fray and even managed another attack on a skeleton. But the damage had been done to Thibault’s concentration and his next attack missed the mark. He pulled the remains of the bat out of his hair and tossed it to the floor.

 

Xarius took a deep breath and cast burning hands, and while his aim was true, the skeletons remained standing. They were scorched but stalwart.

 

Bryn moved closer and brought her bow to bear on a skeleton near the sorcerer. The arrow flew straight into the eye socket of the skeleton, making a noise as it hit the back of the skull, and the skeleton dropped where it stood. Bryn glared at the acolyte, wanting her to know that they were coming for her. They would not be put off with these rotten bags of bones!

 

The acolyte grinned and Bryn felt the same sharp pain that Thibault had felt as a psychic scream tore through her brain. She gritted her teeth and shook it off, giving a laugh. She stared right into the acolyte’s dark eyes and drew her finger slowly across her throat.

 

As if that was their cue, the skeletons attacked Thibault and Vrena, managing to do a small amount of damage. Gorlock tried to distract them with an eldritch blast, but it shot harmlessly between them. He cast some healing to Thibault, but the remains of the eldritch beam dazzled his eyes and only a small portion of it fell upon the paladin.

 

“Damn!” said Gorlock.

 

“That’s okay! Thanks, Gorlock, it still feels better than the skeletons!”

 

Eamon concentrates his attack on the skeleton near Greeba, cracking its bones and making it stagger back while Mistle fired an arrow at the one nearest Thibault, dropping it in one hit. It fell with a clatter of bones. The cave floor was beginning to resemble a charnel house.

 

Vrena stepped forward into the space, not caring that she stood in the middle of some long-dead remains. She continued her attack, destroying another skeleton.

 

Xarius panicked a bit, casting the first spell that came to him. Poisonous spray covered the skeleton in front of him, but had no effect. Bryn shot at it and took it down.

 

The remaining skeleton attacked Eamon viciously, cutting the monk.

 

“Don’t hurt me,” he cried out, “I am but a humble monk!”

 

Another low laugh drew their attention to the acolyte. Her robes fell away, revealing the horrific mass of writhing tentacles that made up her body. A wave of fear fell upon them. They had to withstand it! They could not run now! All stood strong, except for the half-orc, tortured by some long-forgotten memory from her childhood. She howled in agony, dropped her Warhammer, and ran.

 

“No wonder you hide down here,” said Bryn. “Just look at you. A body not even a mother could love.”

 

“We must close rank now,” cried Thibault. “She shall not pass!”

 

Gorlock cast Sacred Flame upon the unholy acolyte, but she writhed out of the way. Eamon punched the last skeleton right in the jaw and it exploded in another rain of bones. He strode forward towards the acolyte, but her tentacles knocked his weapon away before he could make contact.

 

Mistle’s arrow went wide, as Greeba’s panicked flight by her jostled her elbow. The half-orc was trying to breathe, trying to catch her breath, but nothing but thoughts of terror filled her mind. She took the stairs up, wanting only to see daylight.

 

“Now you die, bitch!” shouted Vrena, slashing at the acolyte, but while she drew blood, the horror still stood. The thing’s tentacles reached for Vrena, grabbing at her.

 

Thibault threw a javelin at the acolyte, but missed, perhaps put off by the way she swished and swayed on her tentacles. Bryn tried an arrow as well, but missed. She crept closer, wanting to get a better shot next time.

 

The acolyte was not distracted from her purpose. Her tentacles wrapped around Vrena and drew the thief to her, piercing her flesh. Vrena screamed in pain and horror, while above, they heard the slam of a door as Greeba found sunlight.

 

“Hang on, Vrena!” cried Bryn, regretting the uncharitable things she had said to the girl earlier. But it was no use, Vrena’s body went limp. “No! Get her!”

 

“As my faith commands, I must remove evil,” said Eamon, but he slid on some bone shards and his attack went wide the same time as Gorlock’s eldritch blast flew off into the water. Mistle had more luck, as her next arrow took the creature in the flank, but the acolyte did not fall. With an inhuman roar, she raised Vrena’s body above her head like a bloody trophy.

 

Everyone redoubled their attacks, chipping away bit by bit. Bryn dropped her bow and drew her rapier, blocking the creature from Thibault, who was looking very harried. She hit, drawing a fountain of blood, but it only seemed to make the creature more mad. The acolyte dropped Vrena’s body unceremoniously behind her and reached for Bryn, but the thief managed to wriggle her way out of the creature’s tentacled grasp.

 

That seemed to give everyone some spirit – Xarius drew his crossbow and fired, hitting the creature in the stomach. Bryn went to attack again with her rapier, but had to fight back bile rising in her throat as the creature’s smell was like fish stew that had been left to rot for weeks on end.

 

As if maddened by their successful attacks, the aberrant acolyte reached a few tentacles behind her and snapped Vrena’s neck with a spiteful crack without even looking to see what she was doing. More tentacles reach again for Bryn, wrapping tight this time and burrowing in.

 

“Agh! It stings!” Bryn chokes out a scream and then falls limp.

 

“Dear acolyte, I don’t hit women normally, but let’s see if I can change that,” said Eamon, but missed as the creature swung Bryn’s body around as if to show them what she had done.

 

“I have no such qualms!” cried Mistle, letting an arrow fly from her longbow. It struck the hideous creature directly in the red eye on her forehead and the acolyte slowly collapsed into herself, until she fell into a puddle of tentacles and blood.

 

“Well, I am definitely not putting that thing in the stew pot!” chirped the halfling.

 

Thibault pulled Bryn from the congealing mass of tentacles and he and Gorlock administered what aid they could. She came to with a start, looking around frantically.

 

“It’s okay, we made it,” said Gorlock. Thibault nodded at the warlock and then took the stairs two at a time, bursting out the tower door above, sunlight making him blink. “Greeeeeebbbbbaaaaaa! Come back!!!!”

 

After a rest to collect themselves, they take the time to look around, finding a waterlogged chest in the water and a small amount of treasure. Was this what Vrena had come looking for and lost her life for? Had it been worth it? They had, at least, managed to set Brecos’ spirit free and killed an evil, but at what cost? Indeed, Vrena had more gold upon her person than was found in the chest.

 

“We must bring her back and honour her,” said Greeba, now calm but sweaty after her run. “I shall carry her back.”

 

“Perhaps we should use some of the gold to raise a glass in toast to her memory once we get back to the Inn,” said Bryn.

 

They make their way back to the Cumin Inn, but it is a sombre return journey. They are in no mood for the two dangerous looking fellows that they meet on the road.

 

“Hey there!” said one. He looked familiar from their last visit to the Inn.

 

“That’s Vrena dead, then?” said the other. He didn’t sound very upset.

 

“She died well, fighting evil,” said Bryn shortly.

 

"We're her friends. We thought you'd take good care of her,” said the first, eying them.

 

"The tower is free of evil now and Brecos' ghost is free." They moved to keep walking, but the two louts stubbornly resisted.

 

"You got the treasure, then?" said the first. Droog, was it? “She trusted you and you got her killed.”

 

Thibault was out of patience. He dropped his hand to the pommel of his sword. The two roughs looked at each other uncertainly.

 

“Tell ya what. Hand her over with all her money; we'll take care of the funeral,” said the shorter one after a moment.

 

“We've brought her back to lay to rest with honour,” said Greeba in a tone that brooked no argument.

 

Gorlock turned on the charm. “Good fellows,” he said, “How can we make good by her dear name? I propose we have a toast.”

 

“A toast? You mean, like drinks?” Droog scratched his head, threatening to dislodge some lice.

 

“And it's all in her honour! Let's raise a goblet to Vrena!” Thibault said loudly, his hand still on his sword.

 

“Hmmmmph,” said Mistle, clearly unimpressed with the local louts. They scowled at her. She scowled back.

 

“Eh, okay then. You guys are buying!” The two followed them into the Inn.

 

“Indeed,” said Gorlock.

 

Inside, they made good on their word, buying a round with Vrena’s money and arranging for her burial with the local priest. Xarius performed a graceful dance, some kind of funerary right he had once learned, and the inn was filled for a time with talk of Vrena and her deeds. The Seven, saving the monk, savoured their ale slowly, all wondering if there had been any way that things would have worked out differently. But, at least, they were alive and had gained much from the experience. Wisdom? Perhaps.

Gorlock (Tony):
16
120
Eldritch Blast (+5)
6force
Simon N. (GM):Hi Jelly! Hi Jelena!
Greeba (Jelena):Hi all!
Gorlock (Tony):woohoot finally
Bryn (Kimberly):Hi Jelly, Hi Jelena!
Jelly:Hi Simon and everyone!
Simon N. (GM):Gorlock's Eldritch Blast drops a half-dozen bats.
Bryn (Kimberly):yay!
Gorlock (Tony):yay!
Simon N. (GM):#12 Mistle your turn :)
Bryn (Kimberly):(Gorlock stares in wonder at his fingertips, which finally worked...)
Jelly:OOC just getting the screen centred!
I'll use my longbow on the nearest bats
rolling 1d20 +5
(
15
)
+5
=
20
Hit?
Simon N. (GM):Mistle's arrow drops a couple bats, one swarm is dispersed.
Bryn (Kimberly):That better be a hit or those are some honking massive bats
Jelly:Great!
@Bryn lol
Simon N. (GM):#9 Greeba
Greeba (Jelena):I forgot about the ceiling height, can I reach the bats by waving the warhammer in the air?
Otherwise I'll throw a handaxe
Simon N. (GM):No but you could try to jump up & hit them - Athletics DC 12
Greeba (Jelena):
12
ATHLETICS (5)
Just bout!
Simon N. (GM):ok - roll to hit
Greeba (Jelena):
20
Warhammer (Two-Handed) (+5)
13Bludgeoning
Simon N. (GM):Greeba sweeps away 6 bats.
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Wow! Impressive, Lady Greeba!
Greeba (Jelena):Thanks, that's me
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d2
(
2
)
=
2
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Bring it on. I was waiting for this!
Simon N. (GM):The bats swarm around Thibault, who gets his Readied attack
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Swipe with my longsword!
12
Thibault of Brandiar
Simon N. (GM):hit just
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
5

Longsword: damage
Thibault of Brandiar
Simon N. (GM):2 bats slain
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):One handed (with my shield)
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Those pesky things!
Simon N. (GM):Bats try to land on Thibault & bite
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):I'm tempted to make some soup with them once we're finished here.......
Simon N. (GM):
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):AC18
Simon N. (GM):They can't get through your armour.
R2
Vrena Kell drops hand xbow, runs up drawing shortswords.
bonus action dash so 1 attack
rolling d20+4
(
18
)
+4
=
22
hit
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Nice!
Simon N. (GM):
rolling 2d6+2
(
1
+
3
)
+2
=
6
3 killed
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Thank you for your assistance, Vrena!
Simon N. (GM):#19 Thibault - you notice a faint eldritch glow from the next cave, and sloshing sounds.
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
6
Thibault of Brandiar
Nooo!
Simon N. (GM):#7 This wide cave has a low ceiling and is mostly filled
with water. A crescent of sandy shore surrounds the
lapping water. The top of a rock breaks the water’s
surface. It is carved with a number of strange glyphs
and a rough depiction of a three-eyed, tentacled,
fish‑like creature. A pair of manacles dangles from
Simon N. (GM):the rock.
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):That doesn't sound good.........
Greeba (Jelena):Sloshing sounds...?
Simon N. (GM):#17 Xarius
Greeba (Jelena):Eels or...?
Max:
DC13
Dexterity Save
3Acid
60 feet
Acid Splash
Bryn (Kimberly):Shrieking Eels from Guilder?
Simon N. (GM):I take it Xarius splashes acid at bats
Max:ci
Simon N. (GM):
Dexterity
Swarm of Bats
Ability: 16
They dodge
Max:welp
Simon N. (GM):#16 Bryn
Bryn (Kimberly):I move forwards. Are there any bats I can aim at in the air or are they all on Thibault?
Max:_ _
\('-')/
(shrug)
Simon N. (GM):They flutter around him looking for purchase. You can shoot (AC 14)
Bryn (Kimberly):
23
80/320
Shortbow (+5)
7Piercing
Simon N. (GM):+sneak die?
Bryn (Kimberly):
rolling 1d6
(
5
)
=
5
Simon N. (GM):6 bats killed :D only a few left
Bryn (Kimberly):Bryn shuffles her feet in a tiny jig
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I tell everyone: "I can hold the bats, better check out what is coming towards us. These disgusting sounds do not bode well."
Simon N. (GM):Slimy skeletal forms are emerging from the water...
Max:AH
NAH
Bryn (Kimberly):Where's a cleric when you need one...
Max:STEP AWAY FROM MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Simon N. (GM):A woman's voice chuckles in the darkness
Greeba (Jelena):"She's here!"
Bryn (Kimberly):"Not for long!"
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):We have a good front to protect the range attackers. That's a good position.
Simon N. (GM):A red eye glows in the centre of the woman's forehead. Slimy tentacles slither beneath her diaphonous robes.
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC those minis do not look fun!
OOC I haven't heard the word diaphonous in ages!
Bryn (Kimberly):Goodness, how much movement do they have??
They were able to get all the way out and over there??
Simon N. (GM):yeah, but that was a dash, no attacks
Bryn (Kimberly):Creepy dudes!
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):OK, fellow fighters! We let NOBODY pass this line!
Simon N. (GM):1 Thibault 2 Xarius
Dragonking1million :"our holy devotion will guide us threw"
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d2
(
1
)
=
1
Gorlock (Tony):
16
INITIATIVE (2)
Bryn (Kimberly):Am a bit worries about our squishy Wild Magic fellow in there. I imagine his turquoise hair is standing on end.
Simon N. (GM):Thibault hears an inhuman psychic scream threating to explode his brain
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):EEEK!
Simon N. (GM):DC13 INT save Thibault
Greeba (Jelena):I tear my eyes of the monstrous figure in front of me and stare at the poor paladin
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
10
Intelligence Save(-1)
Thibault of Brandiar
Max:this is uh
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):OUCH
Max:looking grim
Simon N. (GM):
rolling 2d10
(
1
+
1
)
=
2
2 psychic dmg
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):OH Your Gods! I have a headache.
Bryn (Kimberly):OOC you got lucky there
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Very much! I think somebody is looking upon me...
Bryn (Kimberly):
DC0
Constitution Save
4Poison
10 feet
Poison Spray
ack sorry
mis-click
Simon N. (GM):#13 Eamon
Dragonking1million :"dont falter my sorcerer fellow"
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
20
)
+5
=
25
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Yes!!
Dragonking1million :
rolling 2d8 + 3
(
1
+
8
)
+3
=
12
its bludgeoning so obliteration
Max:they are uh slimy so... Do i do any fire damage to them if i burn theme
Simon N. (GM):24 dmg explodes the skelly
Greeba (Jelena):Nice!
Dragonking1million :i punch the scond one
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
11
)
+5
=
16
rolling 1d4 + 3
(
2
)
+3
=
5
Simon N. (GM):Bones crack but still up
10 dmg
#16 Gorlock
Gorlock (Tony):after the same one
15
120
Eldritch Blast (+5)
3force
Simon N. (GM):AC 15 (cover) from 50'
hit for 3, it drops
#12 Mistle
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):I'll aim for the last bat swarm
rolling 1d20 +5
(
4
)
+5
=
9
Drat!
Simon N. (GM):miss
#9 Greeba
Greeba (Jelena):"I'm angry now!
6
Warhammer (Two-Handed) (+5)
2Rage
7Bludgeoning
Simon N. (GM):miss
Greeba (Jelena):Too angry to aim!
Simon N. (GM):Bats vs Thibault
rolling d20+4
(
16
)
+4
=
20
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Hit :-)
Simon N. (GM):a bat gets in his hair & messes it!
Bryn (Kimberly):lol
Simon N. (GM):
rolling 1d4
(
3
)
=
3
3 dmg
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I am at 1/2 HP
half
6/12
Simon N. (GM):Yes 6/12. Vrena attacks remaining bats
rolling d20+4
(
14
)
+4
=
18
rolling 2d6+2
(
5
+
5
)
+2
=
12
2nd on skel
rolling d20+4
(
15
)
+4
=
19
rolling d6
(
6
)
=
6
Simon N. (GM):to the one east of Xarius
Gorlock (Tony):Thibault, I'll do Healing light as a bonus action
Simon N. (GM):#19 Thibault
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I move forard and take a swipe at the monster in front of me.
7
Thibault of Brandiar
Bad day... today
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC what's going on with our rolls atm!?
Simon N. (GM):#17 Xarius
Greeba (Jelena):OOC I know! Terrible!
Bryn (Kimberly):The rat messed up his hair and he's got a headache
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil)::-D
Max:I am using burning hands
right where i put a line
8Fire
Self (15-foot cone)
Burning Hands
Simon N. (GM):ok
you getting the top 3?
Max:yes
I have ti roll
Simon N. (GM):DC 13 DEX?
Max:its a spell
It doesnt seem to have a save
rolling d20
(
15
)
=
15
whew
Simon N. (GM):
Dexterity
Skeleton
Ability: 4 | 22
Dexterity
Skeleton
Ability: 15 | 6
Dexterity
Skeleton
Ability: 16 | 17
Dexterity
Skeleton
Ability: 6 | 7
Gorlock (Tony):dex save throw
Simon N. (GM):1 takes 8, 2 take 4
Max:ok its a dex save
yet
Simon N. (GM):Scorched but still up
Max:it doesnt say what the sae was
Simon N. (GM):#Bryn
Bryn (Kimberly):Do I have line of sight on the creepy woman?
Simon N. (GM):yup
she has cover
Bryn (Kimberly):If I move down one more space?
Simon N. (GM):still has cover, 45' range
Bryn (Kimberly):Hm, okay, then I'll shoot at whichever skeleton looks the most ragged
23
80/320
Shortbow (+5)
7Piercing
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC must be quite difficult to tell lol
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d3
(
2
)
=
2
Bryn (Kimberly):I know it's piercing and not bludgeoning, but every little counts, i guess!
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):(makes an admirative whistling sound)
Simon N. (GM):middle one
sneak die pls
Bryn (Kimberly):
rolling 1d6
(
6
)
=
6
Simon N. (GM):It drops!
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Nice!
Bryn (Kimberly):Woot!
Greeba (Jelena):Wow!
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):POW!
Bryn (Kimberly):I give a steely stare at the creepy acoloyte to let her know we are coming for her
Simon N. (GM):Brynn feels a psychic scream in her BRAIN
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly)::-(
Simon N. (GM):INT save DC 13
Bryn (Kimberly):
22
INTELLIGENCE SAVE (4)
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Brainy Bryn!
Simon N. (GM):She resists!
Max:well ok
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):At least somebody has great dice rolls! Excellent!
Bryn (Kimberly):I laugh it off and give the universal sign for "your days are numbered, yo" with a finger across the throat
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):For a second I thought you meant a different finger lol
Bryn (Kimberly):haha
Simon N. (GM):The skels attack
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Me too!
Simon N. (GM):On Thibault
Shortsword
Skeleton
Attack:17 | 5
Damage: 5 piercing
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Miss
Simon N. (GM):
Shortsword
Skeleton
Attack:6 | 11
Damage: 5 piercing
Shortsword
Skeleton
Attack:22 | 22
Damage: 3 piercing
1 stabs him w rusty blade for 3
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I'm at 3/12
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d2
(
1
)
=
1
Last one on Vrena
Shortsword
Skeleton
Attack:17 | 20
Damage: 5 piercing
Vrena Kell:"Ow!"
#Gorlock
Bryn (Kimberly):hang on, his screen just went nuts
Gorlock (Tony):attacking most damaged one
12
120
Eldritch Blast (+5)
2force
Simon N. (GM):miss
Gorlock (Tony):bonus action to heal
Phil
rolling 1d6
(
1
)
=
1
sorry...
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly)::-(
Gorlock (Tony):damn
Bryn (Kimberly):OH no, can I give him inspiration to re-roll?
Simon N. (GM):no
Bryn (Kimberly):Or would that not work for that?
Simon N. (GM):only d20s
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):That's ok. Thanks Gorlock! It still feels better than the skeletons! :-)
Simon N. (GM):#13 Eamon
Dragonking1million :can i move vrena out the way
Simon N. (GM):no
Dragonking1million :i attack the one up top then
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
18
)
+5
=
23
rolling 1d8 + 3
(
3
)
+3
=
6
Bryn (Kimberly):The monk has been praying
Simon N. (GM):Bones crack & it staggers
Dragonking1million :i punch
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
7
)
+5
=
12
Bryn (Kimberly):OOC wait, I know, he's One Punch Monk!
Simon N. (GM):#Mistle
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):I'll go for the one in front of Thibault.
rolling 1d20 +5
(
19
)
+5
=
24
Simon N. (GM):AC 15, hit
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):
rolling 1d8+3
(
2
)
+3
=
5
Simon N. (GM):Drops!
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Yes!
Bryn (Kimberly):...with a clatter of bones
Greeba (Jelena):Yay1
Simon N. (GM):#9 Greeba
Greeba (Jelena):
8
Warhammer (Two-Handed) (+5)
2Rage
7Bludgeoning
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Thank you!
Simon N. (GM):miss
Greeba (Jelena)::-(
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC it's annoying we can't choose different dice from the digital roller!
Simon N. (GM):Vrena slashes & stabs.
rolling d20+4
(
13
)
+4
=
17
rolling 2d6+2
(
5
+
3
)
+2
=
10
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC why is Vrena crossed out in red?
Bryn (Kimberly):I think she's on top of something dead
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Oh i see!
Greeba (Jelena):OOC She's on top of a broken skelly
Simon N. (GM):she's standing on skelly bones
rolling d20+4
(
7
)
+4
=
11
miss
She destroyed one
Greeba (Jelena):Only 2 left... of those
Simon N. (GM):#19 Thibault
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):The one in front of Lady G.
Greeba (Jelena):That's no lady, that's a Half-Orc!
Simon N. (GM):LOL
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I also would like to lay hands on me. It;'s an action but will I get opp att
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC brb
Simon N. (GM):one action or the other
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Fair enough. Opp Att if I do it?
Simon N. (GM):no
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Cool. 2 points for me then. I'm out of lay on hands.
Simon N. (GM):#Xarius
Max:
DC13
Constitution Save
4Poison
10 feet
Poison Spray
on the one next to me
rolling d20
(
16
)
=
16
Bryn (Kimberly):Hey, did you do your wild magic roll from the last spell?
Max:i dont get the bad thing
i did the last wild magic roll corrct
Simon N. (GM):No effect - it doesn't breathe!
yup
Max:so it does no damage?
Simon N. (GM):(skels immune to poison)
Max:WELP
Simon N. (GM):#Bryn
Bryn (Kimberly):I will shoot at the skeleton in front of Xarius
15
80/320
Shortbow (+5)
5Piercing
rolling 1d6
(
3
)
=
3
Simon N. (GM):Hit, w the sneak die it spins & falls.
Skel attacks Eamon
Shortsword
Skeleton
Attack:19 | 12
Damage: 4 piercing
he's cut
better get a tetanus shot
Dragonking1million :"please don't hurt me i am but a humble monk"
Simon N. (GM):The woman's robes fall away, revealing a horrific mass of writhing tentacles - Fear attack on all PCs
Greeba (Jelena):"I don't think these creatures listen to reason, brother monk
Simon N. (GM):WIS save DC 13 everyone
Bryn (Kimberly):
13
WISDOM SAVE (1)
Greeba (Jelena):
8
WISDOM SAVE (0)
Dragonking1million :
rolling 1d20 + 2
(
11
)
+2
=
13
Gorlock (Tony):
20
WISDOM SAVE (3)
yay!
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
20
Wisdom Save(+2)
Thibault of Brandiar
My luck is back!
Max:
17
WISDOM SAVE (0)
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):
rolling 1d20 +2
(
19
)
+2
=
21
Greeba (Jelena):I'm the only one shaking... and raging
Gorlock (Tony):our luck is turning
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):
rolling 1d20 +2
(
10
)
+2
=
12
Mistle has advantage against being frightened
Simon N. (GM):Only Greeba
Bryn (Kimberly):"No wonder you hide down here. Just look at you."
"A body not even a mother could love."
Simon N. (GM):You project a phantasmal image of a creature’s worst fears. Each creature in a 30-foot cone must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or drop whatever it is holding and become frightened for the duration.
While frightened by this spell, a creature must take the Dash action and move away from you by the safest available route on each of its turns, unless there is nowhere to move. If the creature ends its turn in a location where it doesn’t have line of sight to you, the creature can make a Wisdom saving throw. On a successful save, the spell ends for that creature.
Greeba drops her hammer & is Frightened
Greeba (Jelena):"I don't like sea monsters!
Simon N. (GM):#16 Gorlock
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):We need to close the rank now!
Gorlock (Tony):
Sacred Flame
Evocation Cantrip
Casting Time: 1 Action
Range: 60ft
Components: V, S, M
Flame-like radiance descends on a creature that you can see within range. The target must succeed on a Dexterity saving throw or take 1d8 radiant damage. The target gains no benefit from cover for this saving throw.

The spell's damage increases by 1d8 when you reach 5th level (2d8), 11th level (3d8), and 17th level (4d8)
SPELL SAVE DC: 13
Simon N. (GM):on who?
Gorlock (Tony):acolyte
rolling 1d8
(
4
)
=
4
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d20+2
(
13
)
+2
=
15
ducks
#Eamon
Gorlock (Tony):ugh
Dragonking1million :i use bonus action to punch skelly
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
14
)
+5
=
19
rolling 1d4 + 3
(
1
)
+3
=
4
Simon N. (GM):splodes
Dragonking1million :i move up to acolyte
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
8
)
+5
=
13
Simon N. (GM):AC 14, tentacles knock the scabbarded blade away
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Arrgh, so close!
Simon N. (GM):#12 Mistle
AC 16
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):I'll aim my longbow at the writhing horror!
rolling 1d20 +5
(
7
)
+5
=
12
Simon N. (GM):miss
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Too difficult a shot........
Greeba (Jelena):I run and hide
roll WIS again?
Simon N. (GM):yup
Greeba (Jelena):shaking dice!
11
WISDOM SAVE (0)
Simon N. (GM)::(
Greeba (Jelena):no good
Simon N. (GM):Greeba flees in terror
Vrena: "Now you die, bitch!"
rolling 2d20
(
6
+
15
)
=
21
1 hit
rolling 2d6
(
6
+
5
)
=
11
slashes a bloody cut
Simon N. (GM):#Thibault
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):As I can't reach with my sword, I drop it and grab a javelin. Can I shoot it or it took too long to reach for it?
Simon N. (GM):you can throw javelin
AC 14 if you move right behind Eamon
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
10
Thibault of Brandiar
Pathetic.
Simon N. (GM):#Xarius
Max:
DC13
Constitution Save
11Poison
10 feet
Poison Spray
at the acolyte
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d20+3
(
15
)
+3
=
18
resists
Max:'if saved half damage'
Simon N. (GM):eh?
Max:doesnt matter
#Bryn
Gorlock (Tony):wishful thinking
Bryn (Kimberly):Alrighty, I take aim at the Acolyte
8
80/320
Shortbow (+5)
4Piercing
And miss
Simon N. (GM):if you move closer it'd be AC 14 instead of 16
The creature's tentacles reach for Vrena
Bryn (Kimberly):Ok, I moved closer for next time
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d20+4
(
20
)
+4
=
24
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Oh dear.........
Simon N. (GM):crit, grabbed and restrained. Tentacles pierce her flesh
rolling 4d6+2
(
6
+
1
+
2
+
2
)
+2
=
13
Bryn (Kimberly):Oh dear
Simon N. (GM):The tentacles retrain Vrena as she screams and crush & pierce her...
rolling 2d20
(
17
+
7
)
=
24
rolling 2d6+2
(
1
+
2
)
+2
=
5
Bryn (Kimberly):"Hang on, Vrena!"
Simon N. (GM):Vrena goes limp.
Greeba (Jelena):*hears terrible sounds making her shake even more violently
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC that's kind of what NPCs are for though......
Simon N. (GM):#Gorlock
Gorlock (Tony):
13
120
Eldritch Blast (+5)
4force
Simon N. (GM):miss
#Eamon
Gorlock (Tony):whats her ac ? 14?
Simon N. (GM):yup
Bryn (Kimberly):"Punch her lights out!"
Dragonking1million :"as my faith commands i must remove evil"
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
1
)
+5
=
6
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
7
)
+5
=
12
Simon N. (GM):miss/parried
Dragonking1million :hmmmm interesting
Simon N. (GM):#Mistle
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Longbow again
rolling 1d20 +5
(
12
)
+5
=
17
Phew
Simon N. (GM):hit
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):
rolling 1d8+3
(
7
)
+3
=
10
Yes!!
Simon N. (GM):right in the flank
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Disgusting creature!
Simon N. (GM):The creature holds Vrena above her head in a mass of tentacles. Very Japanese
#Greeba flees
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC it's my fault for listening to Babymetal atm........
Simon N. (GM):Greeba Fear save
Greeba (Jelena):*Deep breaths "She's just messing with me head! Inner peace, inner peace, argh, noooo
12
WISDOM SAVE (0)
Simon N. (GM)::(
Greeba (Jelena):Nooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Simon N. (GM):Greeba sees the door & daylight ahead!
Vrena death save
rolling d20
(
14
)
=
14
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC hoping to ressurect Japaense campaign during summer break
Simon N. (GM):pass
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Maybe the fresh air will do you good Greeba. :-(
Greeba (Jelena):OOC I'll be back at the Inn at this rate!
Simon N. (GM):#Thibault
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Dearie me!
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Another Javelin
15
Thibault of Brandiar
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Yes!
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
5

Javelin: damage
Thibault of Brandiar
Simon N. (GM):AC 16 w cover
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Darn
Simon N. (GM):I'll be kind & say you moved closer like I told you to
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC that's a first!!]
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Thanks Simon.
Simon N. (GM):#Xarius
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Good point!
Max:
DC13
Constitution Save
10Poison
10 feet
Poison Spray
PLEASE DONT SAVE
PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEA
Simon N. (GM):need to be 10' away
ok there?
Max:Yes
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d20+3
(
18
)
+3
=
21
no effect
Max:WHyyy
Simon N. (GM):#Bryn
Max:
rolling d20
(
7
)
=
7
Bryn (Kimberly):Am I close enough for the lower AC
Max:phew
Bryn (Kimberly):Or should I move closer?
Simon N. (GM):move right 1
Dragonking1million :pls help
Simon N. (GM):clear shot
Bryn (Kimberly):Actually, I'll move up and use rapier
Simon N. (GM):cool
v brave
Bryn (Kimberly):
24
Rapier (+5)
5Piercing
rolling 1d6
(
6
)
=
6
Simon N. (GM):& sneak
11 dmg!
Bryn (Kimberly):yay!
Gorlock (Tony):sweet
Bryn (Kimberly):That way I'm in front of the badly wounded knight
Simon N. (GM):The monster drops Vrena behind her
& reaches for Bryn
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Thank you Bryn!
Bryn (Kimberly):At least I'm healthier than Thibault!
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d20+4
(
6
)
+4
=
10
miss
Bryn (Kimberly):AC 14
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d20+4
(
8
)
+4
=
12
& miss!
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Yes!!
Bryn (Kimberly):I wriggle away from her grasp
Simon N. (GM):#Gorlock
Gorlock (Tony):
10
120
Eldritch Blast (+5)
6force
ack
Simon N. (GM):miss
#Eamon
Dragonking1million :"lets try that again"
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
1
)
+5
=
6
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
1
)
+5
=
6
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Yikes!
Simon N. (GM)::-O
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Dice wanna kill us tonight!
Simon N. (GM):#Mistle
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Shoot again:
rolling 1d20+5
(
19
)
+5
=
24
Gorlock (Tony):WE need to pray to the dice gods
Simon N. (GM):hit!
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):
rolling 1d8 +3
(
3
)
+3
=
6
Dragonking1million :"as you can see ms acolyte i am too weak for your attention"
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Are good dice rolls part of the Roll20 premium subscription now???
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC becuase I'm standing at the back Jelena ;-)
Simon N. (GM):Greeba is running off down the road... WIS save
Greeba (Jelena):Resigned to running away...
10
WISDOM SAVE (0)
Simon N. (GM):yup!
Max:pfffffffff
Greeba (Jelena):I'll never get more than12!!!!!
Simon N. (GM):Vrena death save
Max:whats a greeba?
Simon N. (GM):
rolling d20
(
5
)
=
5
Gorlock (Tony):anybody know how to find her when this is over...
Simon N. (GM):fail
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):We'll shout!
Simon N. (GM):#Thibault
Bryn (Kimberly):You SO know you're getting a nickname out of this, Greeba
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):My last javelin after that I take my heavy crossbow.
8

Javelin: to hit
Thibault of Brandiar
Simon N. (GM):you need to drop shield to use x-bow, will take an extra turn
miss
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Fair enough. Thanks for the info.
Simon N. (GM):#Xarius
Greeba (Jelena):It's not my fault I'm unwise, Bryn!
Max:
8
20/60
Dagger (+4)
WRONG ATTACK
WHOOPS
18
80/320
Simon N. (GM):hit!
Max:THERE WE GO
Bryn (Kimberly):yay!
Simon N. (GM):roll dmg d8+2
Max:
rolling 1d8
(
8
)
=
8
WHOO
Gorlock (Tony):plus 2
Simon N. (GM):10
Max:Yes
Simon N. (GM):The monster staggers
#Bryn
It's weakening...
Max:fiiiiiiiiinally
Bryn (Kimberly):Rapier again --
7
Rapier (+5)
10Piercing
ugh
Simon N. (GM):miss
Bryn (Kimberly):She smells horrible. It's put me off
Like rotten fish stew
Simon N. (GM):#16 The Aberrant Acolyte spitefully reaches for Vrena
rolling 2d20
(
2
+
16
)
=
18
and snaps her neck.
Dragonking1million :"i agree bryn ive been off this whole time"
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):OUCH!
Bryn (Kimberly):"It may be ages before I eat seafood after this."
Simon N. (GM):Then tentacles reach for Brunn
rolling d20+4
(
20
)
+4
=
24
Bryn (Kimberly):Ouch
Simon N. (GM):Tentacles wrap tight round Brynn & burrow in...
Gorlock (Tony):poor thing...
Simon N. (GM):
rolling 4d6+2
(
4
+
2
+
5
+
4
)
+2
=
17
Bryn (Kimberly):"Agh! It stings!"
Simon N. (GM):Bryn screams & goes limp (0 hp)
Bryn (Kimberly):oooh and I'm down then.
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Nooooooooooooo
Simon N. (GM):#Gorlock
Gorlock (Tony):
10
120
Eldritch Blast (+5)
9force
Simon N. (GM):miss
#Eamon
Gorlock (Tony):can't roll above a 5
Dragonking1million :"dear acolyte i dont hit woman lets see if i can change that"
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
1
)
+5
=
6
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):what????
Dragonking1million :
rolling 1d20 + 5
(
1
)
+5
=
6
Gorlock (Tony):again
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I want a recount!
Simon N. (GM):LOL
Bryn (Kimberly):hahaha omg
Gorlock (Tony):ffs
Dragonking1million :thats 5 1's in a row
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Longbow!
rolling 1d20 +5
(
16
)
+5
=
21
Simon N. (GM):hit
Bryn (Kimberly):yay!!
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):
rolling 1d8 +3
(
8
)
+3
=
11
Yay!!
Yup!
Simon N. (GM):The hideous thing collapses.
Gorlock (Tony):woohoot
Greeba (Jelena):Trust a halfling to do the job!
Simon N. (GM):Greeba WIS save?
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Well I am definitely not putting that in the stew pot!
Dragonking1million :"im such a good boy i dont hit woman"
Bryn (Kimberly):hahaha that was ridiculous. Roll20 needs new dice!
Simon N. (GM):#Thibault
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):YEEEPEEE! The hobbit gets takes the biscuit!
Greeba (Jelena):Is she dead? I'm still afraid?
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I jump towards Bryn and administer first aid
Simon N. (GM):yes to both Greeba, WIS save DC 13
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):It's alright Greeba, she can't hurt you now.
Dragonking1million :there was a 1/3.2 million chance of me rolling so poorly
Greeba (Jelena):
8
Wisdom Save (+0)
Greeba
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
9
Medicine(+2)
Thibault of Brandiar
Gorlock (Tony):
Cure Wounds
Evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Components: V, S
A creature you touch regains a number of hit points equal to 1d8 + your spellcasting ability modifier. This spell has no effect on undead or constructs.

At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, the healing increases by 1d8 for each slot level above 1st.
SPELL SAVE DC: 13
Simon N. (GM):Greeba flees back to the Inn... Brynn is dying...
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC I think you should buy a lottery ticket Bill!
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
19
Medicine(+2)
Thibault of Brandiar
Gorlock (Tony):
rolling 1d8+5
(
4
)
+5
=
9
Simon N. (GM):Bryn death save
Gorlock (Tony):I cast cure wounds
Dragonking1million :yeah true i should i did once roll a 6 7 times in a row
Simon N. (GM):Bryn death save is first
Bryn (Kimberly):ok
16
DEATH SAVE (0)
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Woop!
Simon N. (GM):Where is Gorlock?
Bryn (Kimberly):Because Bryn is incandescently angry
Gorlock (Tony):right next to her
Simon N. (GM):OK, Gorlock brings her back
9 hp
Bryn (Kimberly):Passersby see a wild-eyed half-orc running and start running too -- anything that scared her, must be something you should run from...
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):LOL
Gorlock (Tony):shall we have a look around
Simon N. (GM):8/8 sorry :)
Bryn (Kimberly):oh yeah haha
Simon N. (GM):out of combat
Greeba (Jelena):Someone come and get me!
Bryn (Kimberly):I'm so puny!
Simon N. (GM):The water is murky
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I start running outside and shout "Grreeebbaaaaaa?"
Gorlock (Tony):can we short rest?
Simon N. (GM):yup
Bryn (Kimberly):I'd like to carefully examine the dead acolyte
Simon N. (GM):You can short rest, Greeba eventually comes back
Greeba (Jelena):Does the rest make me normal again?
Thanks
Simon N. (GM):There appears to be a chest in the slimy water.
Greeba (Jelena):I grab my faithful warhammer, so useless today, my cheeks burning deep red
Bryn (Kimberly):I would like to examine the water closely and the area before going for it...
Simon N. (GM):roll perception Bryn
Bryn (Kimberly):
7
PERCEPTION (5)
oh geez
Can I use my Inspiration?
Gorlock (Tony):Thibault, need curing?
Greeba (Jelena):I join Bryn after stepping on Acolyte's corpse (and searching her robe)
Simon N. (GM):ok Bryn
Bryn (Kimberly):Because I have a bad feeling after being slightly dead...
Simon N. (GM):crescent of sandy shore surrounds the
lapping water. The top of a rock breaks the water’s
surface. It is carved with a number of strange glyphs
and a rough depiction of a three-eyed, tentacled,
fish‑like creature. A pair of manacles dangles from
the rock.
Bryn (Kimberly):
20
PERCEPTION (5)
Simon N. (GM):Bryn sees no traps, the chest looks to have been submerged a good few years.
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Can I do a nature check on the drawing of the creature, and on the dead acolyte?
Bryn (Kimberly):Ok, Greeba, help me drag this on to shore, please.
Greeba (Jelena):Anything on the corpse?
Bryn (Kimberly):What about the acolyte's body too?
Simon N. (GM):Ok Mistle
Greeba (Jelena):"Of course. Bryn
Gorlock (Tony):I cast cure wounds on Thibault
Simon N. (GM):Not much left of the corpse
Gorlock (Tony):
rolling 1d8+5
(
1
)
+5
=
6
Simon N. (GM):Greeba waes into the water
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):
rolling 1d20 +2
(
1
)
+2
=
3
Simon N. (GM):Mistle has no idea
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):I have absolutely no idea!
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Perfect! Thanks Messire Grolock!
Simon N. (GM):Greeba picks up the chest?
Greeba (Jelena):yes
and take it out
Simon N. (GM):It's heavy, full of water and treasure. The lock is broken.
Bryn (Kimberly):Let's open it then...
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I pick up my javelins on the floor...
Simon N. (GM):As you set it down it ruptures and treasure spills out...
Greeba (Jelena):I tilt it to let the water out
OK
Gorlock (Tony):loot!
Simon N. (GM):1,109 sp, 2,713 cp, and a
sculpture of a serpent carved from ivory
worth 120 gp
Greeba (Jelena):I like the sculpture!
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Wow! (hopefully the sculpture isn't cursed!)
Simon N. (GM):BRB drinky
Dragonking1million :i check the bottom of the chest
these kinda things always have secret compartments
Bryn (Kimberly):Good idea, I can help you check if you like
Greeba (Jelena):It's broken apart
Bryn (Kimberly):with my thief-y skills
Dragonking1million :oh yeah it broke
still should check intact bits
never know what didnt break
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Can I do a religion check to see if that type of figure is known to be cursed?
Simon N. (GM):You don't find any secret compartments.
ok Thibault
Bryn (Kimberly):Simon, can I have a look see around the cave to see if I see any ingredients that would work for poison making?
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
11
Religion(+1)
Thibault of Brandiar
Simon N. (GM):statue should be fine
Gorlock (Tony):if we sell the sculpture, 36gp plus 86cp each
Simon N. (GM):The symbol on the rock is an Aboleth, an evil marine monster of the deep Underdark.
Bryn (Kimberly):Should we break the manacle off the stone? Or leave it?
Gorlock (Tony):do we see any passages?
Greeba (Jelena):"I don't like any monsters of the deep!" Shuddering
Bryn (Kimberly):Oh, and we need to give last rites to the ghost
Simon N. (GM):You search around but find no passages
Gorlock (Tony):long rest?
Bryn (Kimberly):Any ingredients?
You want to rest here or go back to town?
Simon N. (GM):Roll Nature DC 15 Bryn
Greeba (Jelena):let's go back and bury Vrena
Bryn (Kimberly):
19
NATURE (2)
Simon N. (GM):Nice
rolling 3d6
(
6
+
3
+
4
)
=
13
Bryn (Kimberly):Amazing, since I don't have that trained
Simon N. (GM):Bryn finds 13gp worth of poisonous weed in the pool.
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Can you use that on your weapons?
Bryn (Kimberly):I'm hoping to start making poisons, but I have to collect stuff first
Simon N. (GM):w poisoner's kit can make poison
Greeba (Jelena):Can you inject it into me the next time I try to run away?!
Bryn (Kimberly):then I could perhaps treat our arrows and blades
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I lay Vrena confortably on the ground (=her neck straight) and start praying for the rest of her soul and its journey to the next world...
Gorlock (Tony):how are we doing XP wise?
Bryn (Kimberly):We definitely need to take Vrena back and bury her. Does Mistle know if she has any family?
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Yes, I'll carry her.
Simon N. (GM):GM: Once Bryn goes upstairs & gives the ghost last rites - and hears a happy sigh on the breeze...
You get your XP
Gorlock (Tony):yay!
Simon N. (GM):Vrena ran away from Cumin years ago, she has family but she hated them
Greeba (Jelena):"Don't worry, noble Knight, I shall carry our fallen comrade
Bryn (Kimberly):Then we can find a nice spot for her and put a cairn on it
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):Yep.
Greeba (Jelena):(also check her purse... too soon?)
Bryn (Kimberly):On the way back to town, I want to keep an eye out for the horse that paniced
Simon N. (GM):128 combat + 50 find the treasure + 50 lay the ghost = 228 each
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Yes, perhaps somewhere in nature?
Gorlock (Tony):228 more or 228 total
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC nice thanks Simon
Simon N. (GM):Vrena had 125 gp on her
Bryn (Kimberly):Ah, well, she can't use it anymore...
We can always use a portion of it to raise a glass to her at the pub...
Gorlock (Tony):if we sell the poision then 56gp 57cp
Simon N. (GM):You head back to Cumin now?
Bryn (Kimberly):No, I'm not selling the poison
Keeping it to make stuff
Gorlock (Tony):if not 54, 71
Greeba (Jelena):Burial first, then the inn
Simon N. (GM):heading back w Vrena's body...
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):OOC loving the music!
Gorlock (Tony):396 XP
Simon N. (GM):Heading back to town, you see the two dangeous looking dudes from the Inn earlier
They see you and head towards you.
Bryn (Kimberly):(Do we spot the horse?)
Simon N. (GM):roll Animal Handling DC 15 for horse
Bryn (Kimberly):
4
ANIMAL HANDLING (1)
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):
rolling 1d20 +4
(
7
)
+4
=
11
Bryn (Kimberly):hahaha no
Simon N. (GM):nope
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):I tried as well Simon?
Simon N. (GM):Droog: "Hey there!"
Bryn (Kimberly):I tried, but I'm obviously not good with animals
Simon N. (GM):you also failed Mistle
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly)::-(
Simon N. (GM):horse has run off
Vek nudges Droog.
Greeba (Jelena):"Hello!
Simon N. (GM):Vek: "That's Vrena, dead then?"
Bryn (Kimberly):"She died well," says Bryn
Simon N. (GM):"We're her friends. We thought you'd take good care of her."
They glower.
Bryn (Kimberly):"The tower is free of evil now and Brecos' ghost is free."
Simon N. (GM):Droog: "You got the treasure, then?"
Bryn (Kimberly):"If you were her friends, why didn't you come help?"
Simon N. (GM):Vek: "Hey, none o that talk!"
Droog: "She trusted you and you got her killed..."
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):I put my hand on the pummel fo my sword...
Simon N. (GM):Thibault can roll Intimidate DC 15
Gorlock (Tony):Can I try persuasion
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):
20
Intimidation(+3)
Thibault of Brandiar
Simon N. (GM):They look uncertain.
Gorlock (Tony):never mind
Dragonking1million :"i apologise we were not nearly careful enough"
Simon N. (GM):Vek: "Tell ya what. Hand her over with all her money; we'll take care of the funeral."
Gorlock (Tony):
22 + 2
PERSUASION (5)
Good fellows
Bryn (Kimberly):"I myself fell as well. I was just lucky the foul beast did not snap my neck."
Greeba (Jelena):We've brought her back to lay to rest with honour
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):"it was a fierce fight and she died bravely. Don't stain her memeroy by dying in a brawl" I say to Vek
Simon N. (GM):They look at Gorlock. "Yeah?"
Gorlock (Tony):How can we make good by her dear name
let's have a toast
Simon N. (GM):Vek: "Who said anything about a brawl? We just want to take care of our good dear pal."
Dragonking1million :"thats not very devout of you thibault threatening the common folk grieving"
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Hmph. Where were you when she needed you most then?
Simon N. (GM):Droog: "A toast? Like, drinks?"
Bryn (Kimberly):Bryn whispers to Gorlock, "just tell 'em she only had enough on her for a round"
Thibault of Brandiar (Phil):"And it's all in your honour!" let's raise a gobelet to her !
Gorlock (Tony):Exactly
Simon N. (GM):They scowl at Mistle.
Mistle Thorngage (Jelly):Mistle scowls back.
Max:im going to roll performance to check if i can do ANYTHING without messing up(in a performance), (While standing out of the way)
Simon N. (GM):Vek shrugs: "Okay then. You guys are buying!"