XP award
200+300+1571+200=2271 each
XP
Hakeem, Barbarian LEVEL 10>11 XP 2271+84504=86775/85000>100,000
Thuruar, Cleric LEVEL 9 XP 2271+53310=55581/64000
Rey, Rogue LEVEL 9 XP 2271+61488=63759/64000
Smon: Smon: The King waves Daximus over, the elf princess close by. Kjato Ragfoot: I assume they do not know the new slave is the princess. Smon: Frandal: "Daximus! Our friends here are heading north, to the realm of the Black Sun. I'm sure you have much to tell them..." Smon: Daximus eyes you all, gaze settling on the elf scout. "Feani. Long time no see." Smon: Feani regards him icily. "Daximus."
chris107: We need to find out what the princess was doing with Morthor
Smon: At Frandal's urging the dwarf scout sits at your table, the elf slave-princess kneeling behind.
Smon: Hakeem whispers to his companions.
Amalric: (haven't read Sunday's game report, what happened?)
chris107: We got to the dwarf hold
chris107: and the scout
chris107: the cigar smoking one
chris107: turned up with the kidnapped princess
chris107: Turns out he 'found' her at Gate Castle
chris107: Morthor's place where we are heading to finish the black sun!
Amalric: and you havent killed him....why?
chris107: We are in the dwarf kings hall.
chris107: But if you want?....
Amalric: excuses!
Kjato Ragfoot: Somehow, Hakeem showed signs of pacifism.
Kjato Ragfoot: Must be after effects of staying with Lady Meda in Thusa.
Smon: Daximus lights up a cigar. "Aye, I am but lately returned from exploring the lightless tunnels beneath the Gate Castle, where I found this prize wandering... She had escaped the slave pens, where she was due to be sacrificed to power their cursed Portal."
Amalric: need to cure him of that!
chris107: "You know who this is?"
Kjato Ragfoot: Her escape right into your arms might not be as random as you believe.
Smon: (Bill says to kidnap the dwarf, ask him for directions, and keep him til you get to the castle)
chris107: (He is wise beyond his years! )
Kjato Ragfoot: We have reasons to believe she was shoved into your arms by the Black Sun to endanger this very realm.
Kjato Ragfoot: (I am opposed to kidnapped any dwarves. To grumpy. Better kidnap some hot chicks)
Smon: Daximus looks puzzled: "Shoved into my arms? Nay, I found her by my own skill..." Thuruar make Cha check.
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 1d20+2 and gets: 13, (+2) = 15
Smon: Daximus looks a bit uncertain.
Smon: He looks to Hakeem. "Valadai of Anatal is her name; a princess until captured by slavers in service to the Black Sun."
chris107: H nods. At least he knows
Amalric: "And a princess she should be again."
chris107: It will be the clever ones who sort this out.
Smon: Daximus shrugs: "Aye, perhaps I'll sell her back to the elves again, once I tire of her... but she has her attractions." Feani glares daggers at him.
Kjato Ragfoot: You should know she is missed by your neighbour, queen Cildarith of the elves.
Smon: King Frandal: "Methinks, Daximus, 'tis time to open negotiations with Anatal for the sale of your prize."
Smon: Daximus shrugs, then bows. "As your Majesty says. Of course, negotiations can be lengthy."
Smon: Frandal turns to Thuruar. "Tell me what you know of the Black Sun's plans, wise one."
chris107: "Or very short." Rumbles Hakeem
Amalric: settle in for a long night
Kjato Ragfoot: The Black Sun's goal is mainly to rule the world and form it in the likeness of Nerath.
Kjato Ragfoot: On the long run, everything not Nerath will have to go.
Kjato Ragfoot: Just two days ago, an agent of the Black Sun assassinated an archmage in the Conclave of Laer.
Kjato Ragfoot: Them letting one of your best scouts "finding" the princess of a neighbouring realm is probably not a coincident - they have been testing the strength of your border for a long time,
Kjato Ragfoot: Your land is richt, they want it.
chris107: "Aye and a good friend."
Kjato Ragfoot: And a war against the elves would not only distract you, but also make it difficult for you to gain supplies.
Smon: Frandal strokes his long beard. "I had not considered this possibility... "
Smon: "...And that they strike against our allies, the Halls of the Laer, shows that they have grown bold."
Amalric: Rey nudges Hakeem. "Thuruar is a clever chap, isn't he?"
chris107: Hakeem grins back at Rey. "Indeed he is."
Smon: Feani the elf scout nods. "Your majesty, if you would allow us to return the princess to Anatal, war could be averted."
Smon: Frandal nods. "Hmm... Perhaps an exchange of gifts, Daximus?"
Smon: The dwarf scout looks sour.
Smon: Daximus looks at Thuruar. "I doubt you have any jewels with you to match this prize!"
Smon: ooc Would help if you guys tracked your treasure.
chris107: Hakeem has never held any treasure.
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar turns to Daximus. "I already see it before me, Daximus, hero of Anatal, rescuer of Princess Valadai."
Smon: I think all your magic gear is on your PC sheets, except the elven cloaks.
Amalric: we never seem to have that much
Amalric: too busy rescuing damsels
Kjato Ragfoot: (As a matter of fact, we do not have any jewels, as we did hardly take any treasure from the dragon turtle for ourselves)
Kjato Ragfoot: (Just a couple coins as pocket money for the journey)
Amalric: Rey gave what he had to the stone giantesses
Smon: Alicia: "I have some spell scrolls from the Hall of the Laer?"
chris107: H has never had more than 10GP
Kjato Ragfoot: The only treasure we have are the potions from the Dragon Turtle and the Bronze Breastplate.
chris107: The breastplate would suite him well
Smon: Daximus: "Dwarves are not wizards! I tell ye what - return to Anatal, tell them they may have their princess for ten thousand gold... And no need to hurry." He grins wickedly.
chris107: "Be carful of avarice Daximus."
chris107: "This is not a matter for jest."
Smon: "I ain't kidding."
Kjato Ragfoot: Daximus, we are just diplomats. We had a hard time to prevent the elves declaring war on the dwarves right there and then, giving you a chance to return the princess peacefully.
chris107: "And make not an enemy of Altania. Or the Slayer."
Kjato Ragfoot: If you truly want that money, bring the princess back herself and present yourself as her rescuer.
Amalric: "By all means war against the elves, knock lumps out of each other, great swathes of blood and death...over which Nerath will march and conquer you all, and you will spend the rest of your lives as slaves or sacrifices. Great choice."
chris107: H nods at Reys (unexpecatadly) wise words
Kjato Ragfoot: Be called the black dwarf, who brought down the demise of Elves and Dwarfs alike. Whose name is only whispered as a cruse.
Smon: A richly-garbed dwarf to the king's left speaks up: "We do not fear the Elves of Anatal! They are far away, and weak. Your Majesty, if we had fear war with anyone, 'tis Nerath. They control our export routes..."
chris107: "FOOLISH WORDS!"
Smon: Hakeem make Intimidate roll.
chris107: what do I add?
chris107: 4+1 Cha?
Smon: yes
chris107 rolls 1d20+5 and gets: 6, (+5) = 11
Amalric: ugh
chris107: pfffff
Kjato Ragfoot: And Nerath for some reason let a slave stumble into the arms of your mast famous scout, and a scout that would surely ensure your distraction and isolation in any conflict with Nerath. If you war with the elves, you are completely at the mercy of the Nerathi, nothing more than a puppet. They could strangle you with just a tax on dwarven imports.
chris107: Out with the sword then I guess.
chris107: H lets Thur try again. If it fails he will kill the loud mouth and the slave taker
chris107: He doesn't need to roll to intimidate
Smon: The dwarves look angry. The new speaker retorts to Hakeem: "Have a care, human! I am Rimlin Asthur, Grand Maestre of the Ironmasters, and will not be addressed so!"
Kjato Ragfoot: If you have peace with the elves, there is still a route into the east open, toward the City State and the sea.
chris107: H grins bloodthirstily
Smon: Frandal: "The safe river-route east is also controlled by Nerath. The highland road via the Laer Hall is too dangerous for any but swift scouts..."
Smon: The dwarven high priestess Hanil leans over and whispers in the king's ear. He nods.
Amalric: "We seek to strike a blow against Nerath, else all these lands are doomed. You seem more eager to war with a traditional enemy, feed your prejudices, and miss what is staring you in the face. You need to break free of Nerath, work with the Elves, not against them."
Smon: Frandal: "This is my decision. Tomorrow you will return to Anatal and tell them we will trade their princess for ten thousand gold. Anatal can well afford that."
chris107: "Bah, they have no balls to face the necromancers of Nerath."
chris107: "Let them walk as zombies."
Smon: Frandal turns to Hakeem: "You, however, had best spend the night outside our gates."
Amalric: "Tomorrow? Is it on our way back? Because I'm not trekking out of my way on a lost cause."
chris107: H makes to leave
Smon: Two of the dwarven Clan Guard move to escort Hakeem from the Hall.
Smon: Feani: "I will go with him. I have no desire to remain here."
Amalric: "Me too. Thuruar?"
Smon: She stands. Laara: "Me too." She joins Feani & Rey.
chris107: "They will speak loud of the dwarves and their courage in the war against the Nerathi."
Smon: Alicia sighs: "I hate camping..." she stands.
Kjato Ragfoot: Yes. We should leave and bring the message to the elves quickly.
chris107: "Release the priincess Daximus. Or face the blade of th slayer."
Amalric: how secure are these halls?
Smon: It's a large dwarf fortress, you passed through several tunnels & halls to get here.
chris107: H stalks out
Smon: They seem to have lots of plate-armoured halberd-wielding elite guards.
Amalric: guess a rescue is out of the question
Kjato Ragfoot: We won't attack the dwarfs.
Kjato Ragfoot: But we will take over Nerath and tax them out of existence.
Smon:
Amalric: LOL nice idea!
chris107:
chris107: H has taken agin the Dwarves.
chris107: "Thur , Rey you have a way with words. Get that little shit bDaximus to grow a pair and come out of his rat hole to face me."
Smon: Six Dwarf Clanguard escort the six of you out of the feast hall, down steps to a long hallway, up more steps, through double doors, out into a courtyard...
Smon: Daximus doesn't seem inclined to fight Hakeem.
chris107: Like I said. Little shit
Kjato Ragfoot: Well, Daximus is just a spoiled child. He will have to leave the dwarven halls at some time and we will be there waiting for him.
Smon: A chill mountain wind is blowing as the dwarves have your horses summoned, then you are escorted out a postern gate.
Amalric: Rey could have freed the princess and smuggled her out, with or without killing Daximus
Smon: A narrow mountain trail winds down the hillside towards the distant forest.
Amalric: although Thief rolls tend not to go so well
Kjato Ragfoot: Yes. He could have. That was my plan.
chris107: Still?
Amalric: I tried some stuff like that on the docks in Ahyf, didnt get very far
Smon: Feani sighs. "I can take word back to Anatal, if you want to continue north and try to close the Gate?"
chris107: H thinks that wise
Amalric: "Shall we do that? We can deal with these buggers on the way back."
chris107: "Will you pass these lands safely Feani? You have proved a true friend."
Smon: Feani smiles: "Thanks, Hakeem. I wish I could help more... "
Amalric: is Amdor still with us? what happened to his big gob this time?
Smon:
Smon: *sigh*
chris107: "If the princess is not released we will bring the very mountains down on the heads of these dwarves."
Smon: (Amdor had his throat slit by an assassin, possibly Nerathi)
chris107: "Amdor was murdered Rey"
Kjato Ragfoot: I can send the Elven High Priestess a message tomorrow morning.
Kjato Ragfoot: Do you know your way through Chanochdan? We could use a scout.
Amalric: (good!)
Amalric: (might have been Rey *cackles*)
chris107: "I and use those magical stones to tell Altania of the cowerdice of the dwarves"
Amalric: (I did wonder about the slain archmage mentioned earlier)
Kjato Ragfoot: You can only use those stones to speak with Sarene.
Kjato Ragfoot: (Yep. That was Amdor the Great)
Kjato Ragfoot: (He died a great Archwizard)
Smon: Feani: "I know the way north from here as far as Kukul, a goblin fortress on the south frontier of Morthor Coff's domain."
chris107: Sarene will spread word. Tell all that Daximus will not come from his rat hole."
Amalric: wait a second
Amalric: Rey and a couple of Elven Cloaks... could have gotten the princess out
Amalric: drat
chris107: (we'll fettle the little beast's reputation )
chris107: Yeah sorry guys. Should have stuck with Kjato's plan. My fault
Smon: Feani braces her shoulders. "I've come to see, we have to defeat Nerath. If you can send word to Queen Cildarith fr. Thuruar, I'll come with you to the Gate Castle. I'll pay them back for Rythalin..." (ooc her mentor, killed by Nerathi)
Kjato Ragfoot: (Don't be sorry. Yours was a good plan, just the execution was poorly)
Smon: (Yeah Hakeem did screw it up - maybe should have left him outside).
Smon: (Bill says sneak in, take back princess, sneak out - if you get caught kill them or pay them to keep mouth shut)
Amalric: just what I was thinking!
chris107: (KILL THEM!)
Kjato Ragfoot: I know a spell that let's me communicate with the Queen in Anatal for a short time.
Amalric: you guys create a diversion, Rey sneaks in does the job, sneaks back out with princess - simples!
chris107: go for it guys. H is ready to storm the dwarf fortress if not
chris107: H could start shouting out challanges?
Smon: Feani leads you downslope to a secluded dell where you can camp (if desired).
chris107: King, Rimlin, Daximus, their champion?
chris107: All of 'em!
Smon: Getting Bill to bed now - hopefully restart in 30 minutes.
Kjato Ragfoot: Feani knows the dwarven city, would there be a way for Rey to sneak in?
Smon: She's only been in under escort, like you.
Amalric: 30 mins is fine, get my young un to bed too
Amalric: is there a time limit on Invis with Elven Cloaks in 5E?
Kjato Ragfoot: I believe they do not truly turn your invisible, just give you advantage on stealth checks.,
chris107: You can do it Rey!
Amalric: yes, figured it would be something useless like that
chris107: If you get captured Rey. Hakeem will storm the fortress.
Kjato Ragfoot: Why? We simply let the elves pay and go on our merry way.
Amalric: lets leave them to sort it out among them, say I. just dont tell Feani
chris107: H wants blood
chris107: He wants the dwarven halls running with rivers of blood
Kjato Ragfoot: Secretly, you pray to Khorne instead of Bondarr?
chris107: hehe
Kjato Ragfoot: Once we took the Black Sun out,. we will convince the free Nerathi that a high luxury tax on dwarven goods is necessary to restore their realms greatness.
Kjato Ragfoot: You can then cause a bloodbath among desperate dwarves trying to fight their routes free.
chris107: I like that idea. Hakeem would not
chris107: The former
chris107: Are we still live?
Kjato Ragfoot: Basically, we need to stop the Nerathi Imperial ambitions so that our characters can conquer their own little fiefdom.
Kjato Ragfoot: Hmm. Unsure. When did Smon leave?
chris107: Just wanted to make sure connection hadn't dropped again
chris107: Hakeem really wants to crush the neo-Nerathi, the Dwarves, the Red Reavers and then The CSIO.
Kjato Ragfoot: That probably will change once he meets the World Emperor, because then he will want to crush him too.
chris107: Oh yes. Good idea
Kjato Ragfoot: I still thank Hakeem would make a good god of battle lust.
chris107: Thanks
chris107: at 20th level he may try.
Amalric: heh, worth a shot!
chris107: Yeah. Go for it Rey. Rescue the princess. She will be VERY grateful
Kjato Ragfoot: WEll, but according to custom who saves the princess gets half a kingdom. What is Rey going to do with that?
chris107: Sell it for more slaves?
Kjato Ragfoot: That would be boring.
Smon: back
chris107: excellent
Smon: Bill still awake, mind you
Smon: We have the sleepy music on.
chris107: Gin?
Kjato Ragfoot: Morphium.
Amalric: then Dad falls asleep while the kid is still awake!
Smon: Bill says No Way to drugs & whisky!
Smon: I fancy a whisky - brb...
Amalric: remind him of that when he's 16
chris107: It's better than the big hammer.
Smon: bill says i have a long way to go befor i am 16
chris107: haha
Kjato Ragfoot: We do not know how old Bill is.
Smon: (Bill got hold of computer)
Amalric: 17
Smon: (he's
Smon: 8
Kjato Ragfoot: That is already half way to 16.
chris107: Yup. Almost there.
Smon: (Bill says to go along with Hakeem's plan - kill everything)
chris107: (Sensible man)
Smon: GM: Are you camping outside overnight?
Smon: (Bill says Thuruar should go along with Hakeem's plan, he's the best)
chris107: Unless Rey is going in to rescue the princess
Amalric: I think its too risky
chris107: Not for Rey the heroic rescuer of princesses in peril!
Amalric: 1E elven cloaks gave up to 95% invisibility, 5e won't be the same
chris107: She's very purty Rey...
Kjato Ragfoot: The princess is not that important.
Amalric: hold on Thuruar, Hakeem made a good point
Kjato Ragfoot: We can always return to her later, once we got turned into undead after failing greatly in our attempt against the Nerathi.
chris107: Okay. Lets crack on and sort out the Dark Sun.
chris107: "Let's go kill us some Nerathi!"
Smon: GM: OK, you rest overnight in the mountain dell.
9:51pm 2015-12-16 Eliana Has entered the room
chris107: Hi Eli
Eliana:
Eliana: Hi!
Amalric:
chris107: H is half expecting Daximus to make a sneak night attack.
Smon: Bill says - Plan: (& I am not forwarding any more Bill plans!)
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 2,
Smon: For once you don't get attacked...
chris107: Yay
Smon: Next morning the day dawns grey and overcast.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 1,
Smon: And raining.
chris107: H hands his wolf cloak to Laara
Smon: "Thanks Hakeem." Is Thuruar Sending to Queen Cildarith?
chris107: H thinks he should
Smon: (Hi Eli)
Kjato Ragfoot: Yes. Thuruar is Sending to Queen Cildarith. "The dwarves demand 10.000 gold ransom. They are afraid of the Nerathi isolating them. Nerath controls all usable routes to dwarf kingdom."
chris107: "Let's make haste to Gate Castle!"
Smon: Thuruar gets a response. "Thank you."
Smon: GM: You pack up, ready your horses, and ride north along the eastern slopes of Mt Chacban.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 5,
Kjato Ragfoot: Remember, only one communication spell per day. I can only speak with the dead tomorrow again.
Amalric: lucky you
Smon: The winding trail runs north twenty miles or so. You see a few signs of dwarven habitation, mine workings and farms, mostly sheep ranches.
Smon: That afternoon you leave the mountain behind, your route bending north-west and down into the broad green expanses of the northern Lagoldurma Jungle.
Smon: The air here is warm and humid; iridescent parakeets flit from bough to bough.
chris107: Hakeem likes the pretty birds.
chris107: Maybe he should kill one and take it back as a present for Malenn?
Kjato Ragfoot: I am sure Malenn would prepare it alive.
chris107: mmmmm
chris107: "Onwards then."
chris107: H soon forgets the pretty birds
Smon: Feani stops to take her bearings: "We should hit the Strantath road north of Kukul... this is as far north as I've come. I know the river Greyrush runs through Morthor Coff's domain; crossing it won't be easy."
Amalric: "Fast flowing, is it?"
Kjato Ragfoot: We can always conquer a bridge, Hakeem would like to do that.
Smon: Ahead through the trees you see a tumbledown, long-abandoned hovel beneath a hilly overhang.
Smon: Feani nods, eyeing the ruin ahead.
chris107: H brightens
Kjato Ragfoot: Is there anything wrong with the hovel?
Smon: You have a sense as if something is watching you from the ruin.
chris107: (OOC didn't the last daft barbarian in your game die on a bridge?)
Smon: The stones are heavily overgrown with vegetation, but the slate roof seems largely intact.
Smon: (yes)
chris107: ( )
Smon: /roll d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 11,
chris107: "Who watches drom within?!"
Smon: You spot a very large feather on the ground outside the hovel, and debris scattered around - lots of bones, of cabybara and other animals, and some small humanoid bones - goblins?
Smon: "WH-OOOOO?" comes from within.
chris107: from
chris107: There must be treasure coming up
Smon: "T-WIT-WH-OOOO?" comes the ghostly sound again.
Amalric: "The ghost of an owl!"
chris107: H looks confused.
Smon: (Bill finally asleep!)
chris107: He loosens Bloodletter just in case and gets his shield onto his arm.
chris107: (Yay)
Smon: /roll d20
chris107: H nudges his horse forward
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 3,
Amalric: Rey investigates
chris107: "Hello!"
Amalric: he approaches the house slowly, unarmed
Smon: Feani frowns, readying her bow.
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar will follow Rey and Hakeem.
Amalric: "Greetings, stranger! We would like to borrow a cup of sugar!"
chris107: hahahahah
chris107: that made my laugh outloud Graham!
Amalric:
Smon: Rey creeps closer. Through the dark entranceway he makes out what looks like a very large nest, on which sit two enormous owls, larger than men.
Smon: They regard Rey sceptically. "WH-OOO?"
Amalric: "It is a pair of owls, best tread carefully."
chris107: Ah, mighty and noble creatures
Amalric: Rey backs away, smiling, slowly
Smon: The owls swivel their heads at Rey.
chris107: H relaxes.
Smon: Feani relaxes slightly. "The giant owls are friends of the Elves, but best not approach too close..."
Smon: She calls out to the Owls in Elvish. They wh-oo back at her.
Amalric: "Just what I was thinking. They're smarter than me...but then again, so are the rocks."
chris107: hehe
Smon: Feani: "I asked them if Goblins are nearby... I think they said yes."
chris107: "Let us leave these wonderful creatures in peace. Unless they need our help?"
Amalric: "Tell them we will hunt down any goblins we find."
Smon: Feani calls out to them again, then shakes her head. "I think they're fine, but are nesting - they have an egg."
Kjato Ragfoot: Well, then wish them good luck with their children.
chris107: "Maybe we could kill all the Goblins?" asks H hopefully
Amalric: "Of course," replies Rey cheerily
Kjato Ragfoot: Then the poor owl babies would starve?
chris107: "Ah "
Kjato Ragfoot: We could kill some goblins and leave them for the owls?
Smon: Feani: "Maybe... Last I heard, Morthor Coff had overthrown the old goblin chief and put one of his wizards in charge... Come."
Smon: She turns away.
Amalric: Rey follows along
chris107: Lets kill the wizard then!
Smon: /roll d6
Kjato Ragfoot: Oh. We could kill the wizard.
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 1,
Smon: /roll d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 11,
Smon: You press on through the forest, which thins slightly.
Smon: Dusk gathers, a steady rain still falling.
Smon: Then, cresting a rise, you see many lights in the distance ahead, some miles off - a small town, perhaps.
Smon: Feani points: "Kukul - city of the Goblins."
chris107: Grrrrrrrrrrr.......
Amalric: "Field day for owls."
chris107: As much as it hurts..
Smon: Feani: "Goblin patrols will be roaming abroad... We had best not camp until we've cleared the area."
chris107: "Any way we can pass?"
Kjato Ragfoot: Perhaps there is a Goblin resistance we can join to kill that wizard and reinstate the old chief?
10:25pm 2015-12-16 Eliana Has exited the room
Amalric: Goblin underworld?
chris107: "Yes! Kill the wizard!"
Smon: She points to her right. "That way, north-west. When we reach the road we can follow it..." She nods to Thuruar. "Aye. Norsho the Old Chief still lives, they say."
Smon: "But he's still a Goblin."
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 4,
Kjato Ragfoot: And he could trouble the Nerathi, forcing them to withdraw troops from the Ghinarian Hills, giving the Altanians a fighting chance.
chris107: "Goblins are scum. But they are clean scum."
Smon: Alicia wraps her cloak about her miserably. "I like it better when we were staying in Elf palaces..."
chris107: "Unlike the filthy Nerathi necromancers and the cowardly dwarves."
Amalric: "Fair point, my dear. Let us move on quickly."
Smon: A little uncertain now, Feani leads you downslope and into the gloomy forest.
chris107: H makes sure Bloodletter is to hand and his shield handy
Smon: Many of the trees here seem twisted and half-rotten, as if corrupted by the Goblin presence - or by the Black Sun?
Smon: /roll d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 15,
Kjato Ragfoot: Let's pile all guilt on the Black Sun.
Kjato Ragfoot: It is useful.
chris107:
Amalric: heh, indeed
Smon: Feani leads you true, and after an hour or so you come out onto the side of an ancient raised roadway that cuts through the dense jungle.
Smon: You've travelled around 45 miles today through rough terrain; you and your horses are getting pretty fatigued.
Smon: Feani points right. "This way."
chris107: Aye. That's a long way in foul weather.
Smon: She leads her horse up onto the road.
Kjato Ragfoot: We should rest soon.
Smon: Feani: "They say the Kelnorans first built these roads, four thousand years ago..."
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 3,
chris107: that's a big number for H to grasp
Kjato Ragfoot: That was a long time ago. They must have been excellent engineers.
chris107: (Simon! What's happened to your 6's? It must be Christmas )
Amalric: or great magicians
Amalric: LOL Chris
Smon: There's a slight acrid tang in the air. Feani's nose wrinkles. To Hakeem & Thuruar it smells a little like that red dragon they battled...
chris107: "Dragon?!"
chris107: "Excellent!"
Kjato Ragfoot: Bah.
Smon: Reaching the top of the road, you see the far side. A line of enormous deep dragon-like footprints parrallel the road.
chris107: H is noticably more cheerful at the thought of Dragon slaying
Smon: Feani: "Some great beast was here, not long ago. Two-legged, I think..."
Smon: "Perhaps this explains the lack of goblins in the vicinity..."
Amalric: "Two-legged dragons? Interesting..."
Smon: GM: You can press on north through the night - you'll need to walk the horses - or follow the tracks?
Amalric: walk the horses
chris107: Tracks!
Kjato Ragfoot: Walk the horses.
Amalric: HORSES
chris107:
chris107: grumble-grumble
chris107: okay horses
Smon: Feani eyes the forest nervously: "We're in its territory - if it's hungry, our horses will likely draw it..."
Smon: You head north.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 5,
chris107: H remembers the glory days of Dragon Slaying with Thur..
Amalric: "Lets get outta here...."
Kjato Ragfoot: See Hakeem, we do not need to search the lizard. It will come to us.
Smon: Sure enough, you've only gone a mile or so, when...
chris107: "Ah you are indeed wise Thur!"
Smon: /roll d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 1,
Amalric: hopefully all of its attack rolls are like that
Smon: The sound of a rotten tree trunk cracking alerts you all, a moment before a great dark form, a good 15' high, emerges from the trees some 100' away.
Smon: The horses whinny in terror, starting.
chris107: Haha!
chris107:
chris107: H leaps from his horse and attacks
Amalric: Hakeem on stilts?
Smon: Some kind of great bipedal dragon, tiny forearms and huge slavery jaws...
chris107: rolling and dodging any troublsome fiery breath
chris107: (You're bad Graham )
Smon: GM: Is Hakeem running down off the raised roadway to attack it from the ground?
Kjato Ragfoot: Watch out, it is a horrible thunder lizard!
Smon:
chris107: Rage!
Amalric: is it a T-rex?
chris107: Yes
Smon: (yep)
Smon: round 1, 100' away, roll init
Smon: /roll d20
chris107: (Oh.....)
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets: 5,
chris107: (Gulp)
Smon: Feani:
Smon: /roll d20+3
chris107 Rolls 1d20+2x2 and gets:
9 (+2) = 11
17 (+2) = 19
Smon rolls 1d20+3 and gets: 12, (+3) = 15
Amalric rolls 1d20+5 and gets: 9, (+5) = 14
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 1d20+2 and gets: 11, (+2) = 13
Smon: Alicia:
Smon: /roll d20+1
Smon rolls 1d20+1 and gets: 9, (+1) = 10
Smon: ok you all win.
Smon: Hakeem it's too far away to reach & attack this round.
chris107: Rage then berserk
Amalric: "Spread out!"
chris107: aah okay. rage then berserk next round
Amalric: (in case it does breathe fire)
Smon: You can rage while running at it, but risk losing rage.
Smon: Hakeem leaps down from the road and runs at it.
Amalric: no point in throwing a dagger at this beast
chris107: No, I'll rage when within range
Amalric: Rey follows
Kjato Ragfoot: Let's simply wait here till it rushes as. Prepare for its onslaught and stash at it when it is running.
Smon: Alicia casts a second mage armour at Rey (she does one every morning)
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar will shake his head and follow as well.
Smon: Thuruar and Rey follow Hakeem down onto the spongy ground.
Smon: Laara keeps the horses under control, while Feani draws back her bow and looses two shots at it...
chris107: "Yeehaa!"
Smon: Short range for longbow, elf so no dim light penalty
Smon: /roll d20+5x2
Smon Rolls 1d20+5x2 and gets:
16 (+5) = 21
15 (+5) = 20
chris107: nice
Smon: Feani's shafts land square in its throat.
Smon: /roll 2d8+6
Smon rolls 2d8+6 and gets: 8, 3, (+6) = 17
Smon: It looks angry.
chris107: So does Hakeem
Smon: Hearing Hakeem's challenge, the monster bounds towards him, great jaws open wide...
Smon: /roll d20+10
Smon rolls 1d20+10 and gets: 2, (+10) = 12
Smon: He dodges it.
chris107: phew
Smon: It aims a brutal kick at him...
Smon: /roll d20+10
Smon rolls 1d20+10 and gets: 10, (+10) = 20
Smon: *kick* Hakeem goes flying...
Smon: /roll 3d8+7
Smon rolls 3d8+7 and gets: 4, 5, 4, (+7) = 20
chris107: Grrrrrrrr!
Smon: 20 dmg.
chris107: 105/125
chris107: That makes him very cross!
Smon: Next round, you can all attack.
chris107:
Kjato Ragfoot: HOLD PERSON!
chris107 Rolls 1d20+10x2 and gets:
2 (+10) = 12
13 (+10) = 23
Kjato Ragfoot: No. HOLD MONSTER
Smon: Hakeem 1 hit
chris107 rolls 1d8+9 and gets: 2, (+9) = 11
Smon: AC 17 vs Hakeem from the ground, 13 vs missile or polearm.
chris107: Berserk now
Amalric Rolls 1d20+10x2 and gets:
10 (+10) = 20
16 (+10) = 26
Smon: Tyrannsosaur rolls save vs Hold Monster:
chris107: Nice Graham!
Smon: /roll d20+1
Smon rolls 1d20+1 and gets: 2, (+1) = 3
Smon:
Amalric: nice!
chris107: Yay!
chris107: Brilliant Kjato!
Smon: (Weird how Hold Monster is a 4th level domain spell but 5th level regular spell)
Smon: Rey stabs the beast twice as Thuruar paralyses it.
Smon: Rey can roll sneak dmg
Kjato Ragfoot: (Yeah. War priests get some spells one level early.)
Amalric rolls 1d8+5 and gets: 7, (+5) = 12
Amalric rolls 5d6 and gets: 1, 2, 5, 1, 2, = 11
Amalric rolls 1d4+1 and gets: 2, (+1) = 3
Smon: 24 dmg
Amalric: 26?
Smon: 26
Smon: Feani shoots at it again, now with advtg.
Smon: /roll d20+5x2
Smon Rolls 1d20+5x2 and gets:
5 (+5) = 10
14 (+5) = 19
Smon: /roll d20+5x2
Smon Rolls 1d20+5x2 and gets:
2 (+5) = 7
14 (+5) = 19
Smon: 2 hits
Smon: /roll 2d8+6
Smon rolls 2d8+6 and gets: 6, 7, (+6) = 19
Smon: Taken 73 dmg so far.
chris107: H goes berserk and attacks recklessly at the huge beast
Smon: Alicia waves a hand at it, four magic missies strike it.
Smon: /roll 4d4+4
Smon rolls 4d4+4 and gets: 2, 1, 4, 3, (+4) = 14
Smon: T-rex's turn, it tries to break free:
Smon: /roll d20+1
Smon rolls 1d20+1 and gets: 1, (+1) = 2
Smon: Heh
chris107: YAY!
Smon: Hakeem you can attack it, with advtg
chris107 Rolls 1d20+10x2 and gets:
17 (+10) = 27
3 (+10) = 13
chris107 Rolls 1d20x2 and gets:
8 = 8
6 = 6
chris107 Rolls 1d20+10x2 and gets:
9 (+10) = 19
12 (+10) = 22
chris107: 3 hits!
Smon: at +10 those all hit
chris107 rolls 3d8+27 and gets: 3, 3, 5, (+27) = 38
Smon: 125 dmg so far, its lower body is a bloody mess.
Smon: Rey can attack.
Smon: w advtg
Amalric Rolls 1d20+10x2 and gets:
2 (+10) = 12
18 (+10) = 28
Amalric Rolls 1d20+10x2 and gets:
17 (+10) = 27
4 (+10) = 14
Amalric: 2 hits?
Amalric rolls 1d8+5 and gets: 8, (+5) = 13
Smon: yes
Amalric: oops that's +6 not +5, so add 1 and 1 from last time = 15
Amalric rolls 5d6 and gets: 2, 1, 2, 6, 5, = 16
Amalric rolls 1d4+1 and gets: 2, (+1) = 3
Amalric: 34hp
Smon: The great beast's belly opens and its guts pour out onto the jungle floor. It gives a muffled groan and collapses... those of you in melee make DC 8 DEX saves or be crushed.
Amalric rolls 1d20+5 and gets: 15, (+5) = 20
chris107 rolls 1d20+6 and gets: 3, (+6) = 9
chris107: phew!
chris107: close
Kjato Ragfoot rolls 1d20+5 and gets: 11, (+5) = 16
Smon: Pass (also I think barbs get advtg vs visible DEX saves)
Smon: Thuruar was not in melee.
chris107: ah yes. Thanks
Amalric: shall we inspect its intestines for loot?
Smon: The monster crashes to the floor. You hear hooting noises from the forest, excited monkeys perhaps.
Kjato Ragfoot: Ah. True, I never got a chance to close in on it.
chris107: YES
Smon: 3 in 6 gullet has loot...
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 2,
Smon:
chris107: Maybe follow it's huge tracks back to it's lair?
Amalric: ooh, +6 rapier in its throat!
Smon: Cutting through the gullet you find some human(oid) remains...
Smon: Searching through the remains you find a couple semi-digested money pouches, with 90 Gold ,7 brown jasper worth 50 gp each, 6 azurite worth 10 gp each.
Smon: So 500gp of loot.
Amalric: not quite 10,000 gold, is it?
Smon: You might want to have someone take & record it for future bribery.
chris107: Just done it
Kjato Ragfoot: (Thuruar will keep notes)
Kjato Ragfoot: Double accounting usually does not hurt either.
Smon: Feani recovers her arrows from the monster. "We should get going."
chris107: true
Amalric: lets
chris107: Yes Morthor Coff is waiting
chris107: And we can make camp away from this huge draw to pesky predetors
Smon: GM: You return to the road and continue north at walking pace - at least the ancient surface is firm.
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 6,
Smon: heh
Amalric: quick walking pace
Amalric: not quick enough
chris107: now he gets the 6!
Smon: You've gone about ten miles north and Feani is casting around for a place to make camp off the road, when...
Amalric: late Xmas gift
Smon: /roll d9
Smon rolls 1d9 and gets: 6
Smon: A shining white horse emerges from the trees, whinnies! From its brow protrudes a straight horn - a unicorn!
Smon: (OOC I don't believe it!)
chris107: WOW!
Smon: (I think that was the only friendly critter on the chart!)
Kjato Ragfoot: Oh! Ah!
Smon: Feani: "Unicorn! Elf-friend! I am Feani!" she smiles broadly, raising a hand in greeting.
chris107: Any virgins around?
Smon: The unicorn whinnies, raising a hoof, then turns its head, indicating for you to follow.
Smon: Feani looks at Hakeem and blushes.
Kjato Ragfoot: (Only Thuruar)
chris107: Lets follow
Kjato Ragfoot: (Feani was de-virginized by Amdors powerful magic)
chris107: H likes spikey horses
Smon: /roll d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets: 6,
Smon: (Yep)
Smon: Laara: "Er..."
chris107: crips, should have kept my mouth shut about 6's
Smon: Those rumours about Laara and the boy from the next tent were apparently true.
chris107: oops
Amalric: she a tart too?
Smon: Anyway you don't need to ride the unicorn, you can follow it with your horses as it leads you down a hidden path, through a fern-shrouded cave entrance into a grotto.
Smon: Light glitters from the crystal cave. Squeaky high-pitched voices come from all around you: "Welcome big ones!" "Hi!" "Hello!"
Kjato Ragfoot: Hello!
chris107: Hello
Smon: Three little faeries suddenly appear, perched atop stalagmites or standing in the pool.
Smon: They wave cheerily.
Smon: "We're pixies! Hello!"
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar waves back.
Amalric: if there's a fat man with a white beard dressed in red I'm gonna punch him
Smon: /roll d6x3
Smon Rolls 1d6x3 and gets:
4 = 4
4 = 4
4 = 4
chris107: haha
Smon: They seem to be all girls.
Kjato Ragfoot: We are humans. Hallo!
Smon: Feani: "H-hello, little ones? May we rest in your cave?"
Smon: "Hello humans! Hello elf! Welcome to our cave!"
Smon: The unicorn looks to the pixies, nods.
Kjato Ragfoot: A nice cave you have.
Smon: "Greymane says you can stay here! Be welcome!"
chris107: Lovely
Smon: "Have a bath! Water's lovely! You're very muddy!"
Kjato Ragfoot: Oh. That is a welcome offer indeed.
Amalric: Rey needs no second invitation, strips off and eases himself in
Smon: Alicia dips a toe in the crystal grotto's pool. "Hmm... it's warm."
Amalric: to the pool
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar will also quickly go into the pool.
Smon: Alicia grins, turns away to undress & slips in beside Rey. "mmmm..."
chris107: Even H, covered in T-Rex gore. Decides a bath will be welcome
Smon: "That's the spirit! Get that gunk off you! You too elf!"
Smon: Feani looks at the chirpy pixies.
chris107: He keeps an eye on Bloodletter however
Smon: "You're quite smelly for an elf! Better get clean!"
Smon: Feani frowns, but undresses and gets in the pool, now quite crowded as Laara gets in too.
Smon: The mineral-rich waters feel amazing (get 10 hp & 1 healing die back)
Amalric: "Now this is what I call a party!"
Amalric: "All we need now is some wine!"
chris107: 115/125
Smon: The unicorn, Greymane, moves outside - he seems to be chatting with your horses.
Kjato Ragfoot: Hakeem, do you want to relay a message to Malenn? I can cast sending once more today and we probably do not need it any more tonight.
Smon: Alicia: "mmm... this is more like it."
Smon: Laara nods.
chris107: Thur. Yes please. Tell her I love her and hope her and child are doing well?
Smon: Feani: "Yes... I think this may be the last nice place we'll see, though..."
Kjato Ragfoot: Sending to Malenn "Greetings from Hakeem. He loves you and hopes you and the child are well."
chris107:
Amalric: I need to go
chris107: G'night Graham
Amalric: its late and work has been hell recently, likely no change tomorrow
chris107: Last game of the year?
chris107: IUf so. Have a great Christmas and New Year Graham
Smon: "Tell Hakeem I love him too - I think I felt the baby..."
Amalric: thanks all, always a pleasure! A merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all of you
chris107: H wipes away a tear
Kjato Ragfoot: Thuruar will relay that message to Hakeem.
Smon: Happy Xmas everyone - next game is last Thursday in December, ok?
Amalric: think I can make that
chris107: Let me check Simon
Smon: OOC I suspect things will soon get much tougher.
Amalric: night
Kjato Ragfoot: All right. Happy Christmas everyone! Good night!
chris107: New years eve?
11:31pm 2015-12-16 Amalric Has exited the room
chris107: That's me out I'm afraid
11:31pm 2015-12-16 Kjato Ragfoot Has exited the room
Smon: Sounds right.
chris107: Happy Christmas Kjato
Smon: ok, will post to thread.
chris107: Party planned for that night I'm afraid
Smon: Good night chris
Smon: Don't feel bad.
chris107: Cheers Simon. G'night
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