Hello, and welcome to the Kaverns & Kobolds Klub!
In this thread, I, the dungeon master, will be honing my skills in hosting a third edition dungeons and dragons adventure over an online medium, with a team of four promising adventurers who embark on a a treacherous quest. On their adventure, our heroes will encounter magic, monsters, tragedy, treasure, traps, and much much more. Will they survive the ordeals I've prepare for them? The dice shall decide their fates.
Our story takes place around a small mining village known as Duvik's pass:
Duvik’s Pass is a small town nestled within one of the few valleys that cross through the Serpentcoil Mountains. It has long been a waystop for travelers and adventurers seeking to rest aching limbs and drown painful memories within her gates. Moreover, it has also gained attention recently as a potential power in the area’s commerce, due to a discovery of substantial silver deposits buried in the mountains nearby. Over the past three years, the men of Duvik’s Pass have burrowed into the ground seeking the wealth therein. Able-bodied folk from neighboring villages flocked to the town, hoping to lend their strength within the mines and garner some share of the prize. A wide variety of creatures may have had their own reasons to cross these mountains, but it was the smell of silver that drew the nose of a certain merchant-wannabe some time before our story takes place.
Schlomo Goldsteinbergwitz Jr. was a young goblin who travelled across this region some six months ago. The goblinoid came from a rather prestigious family of (((merchant))) Archivists in a far away region, and like all in his family, he had a nose for silver, the silver of Duvik's pass. Schlomo Jr. had only just finished his bar mitzvah and unpacked his presents when he got wind of a the prospects that'd been dug up in the promising town, and so he made off towards those very mountains, taking a dozen of his uncle's irreplacible bank notes with him. Infuriated, his uncle, Harold Goldsteinbergwitz, placed a heavy bounty on the theif's nose, prosising a reward of 4,000 gold pieces to whoever could bring back the young prospector, alive.
It's for this reason that our heroes, to be described, have gathered in Duvik's pass. Each of these young lads happened to pick up wind of the bounty as they were crossing the mountains. They've traveled far for the chance at fortune, perhaps even bumping into eachother once or twice along the way. The four cloaked figures enter the town at different entry points, stopping and asking less-than-friendly commoners for directions that may lead them to their fortune. To call the townsfolk unfriendly would be an understatement, as each of our four cloaked heroes would find brutally clear as they make frustrated ill attempts to communicate with the locals. The entire town seems to be on-edge, paranoid, and almost hollow in some ways. Our four unnamed heroes would find that the promising village of Duvik's Pass isn't all it was cracked up to be, at least not since a grim misfortune that had befouled the town long before their arrival.
Hope and industry of Duvik's Pass turned to despair and potential ruin with the advent of the Burning Plague four months ago. It began quietly enough, with the miners returning home from their work at nightfall complaining of blistering sores and an unbearable thirst. Shortly thereafter, the town’s livestock was decimated by an unknown illness and her crops began to wither. The elders of Duvik’s Pass declared that the well water had been soured by an unknown disease, but by then the Burning Plague had already begun claiming the young and the sickly. To make matters worse, the last few men still strong enough to plumb the wealth of the mine have yet to return from their last endeavor. The townsfolk know not what happened to their loved ones; they continue to await the return of their missing sons and husbands, while praying for an end to the sickness that continues to spread within their home.
Needless to say, few of the despairing commoners have anything nice to say to the cloaked strangers traveling about the town looking for clues to the whereabouts of the goblin merchant; some turn away in disgust, others point in various directions, some even throw rocks, but most of them just shrug in ignorance. Frustrated and annoyed, the four cloaked figures eventually find themselves marching across the town in the same general direction; they shuffle awkwardly alongside one another, trying and failing to avoid eye contact, perhaps vaguely aware of their common prospects. Together, willingly or not, the haphazard squad make their way to the town's largest pub and community center: The Old Plot Hole Inn. One by one, they squeeze past each-other through the doors of the tavern.
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>>120949
Nice check.
Time to make up some orcish history.
The paintings around the caverns describe many centuries of orcish history. The orcs of the surrounding mountains revere caverns such as this one to have been created by Gruumsh, so that his people would always have a place of refuge after battle. One such painting describes their lord poking holes into the mountains with his mighty spear. The paintings suggest that several such sacred kaverns exist in this region.. but none of them are really precise in location. The Tornclaw were a clan of adepts who practiced in and guarded these kaverns, until their fall 10 years ago.
The Tornclaw were allegedly descendants of the first humanoids to have inhabited this region. The glyphs and paintings describe their god shepherding the Ice Orcs from the mystical "white lands". They were herders, raiders, and nomads, and they both hunted and venerated the white dragons who followed them from their old homeland. Their violent but intimate connection to the dragons was so deep that over the eons they became more dragonlike themselves, turning frosted white with silver hair and icy blue eyes. The Tornclaw themselves were only one tribe of many, but perhaps the furthest south-dwelling of all of the Ice Orcs who made the pilgrimage. They had good relations with most of the surrounding Orc clans of the mountains, trading, hunting, and even fighting alongside each other at times. They too shared an eternal jihad against the elves of the forests beyond the valleys, and the far side of the cave is dominated by a battle scene that depicts orcs, elves, humans, goblins, dwarves and dragons of various color in an all-out brawl.
Nice check.
Time to make up some orcish history.
The paintings around the caverns describe many centuries of orcish history. The orcs of the surrounding mountains revere caverns such as this one to have been created by Gruumsh, so that his people would always have a place of refuge after battle. One such painting describes their lord poking holes into the mountains with his mighty spear. The paintings suggest that several such sacred kaverns exist in this region.. but none of them are really precise in location. The Tornclaw were a clan of adepts who practiced in and guarded these kaverns, until their fall 10 years ago.
The Tornclaw were allegedly descendants of the first humanoids to have inhabited this region. The glyphs and paintings describe their god shepherding the Ice Orcs from the mystical "white lands". They were herders, raiders, and nomads, and they both hunted and venerated the white dragons who followed them from their old homeland. Their violent but intimate connection to the dragons was so deep that over the eons they became more dragonlike themselves, turning frosted white with silver hair and icy blue eyes. The Tornclaw themselves were only one tribe of many, but perhaps the furthest south-dwelling of all of the Ice Orcs who made the pilgrimage. They had good relations with most of the surrounding Orc clans of the mountains, trading, hunting, and even fighting alongside each other at times. They too shared an eternal jihad against the elves of the forests beyond the valleys, and the far side of the cave is dominated by a battle scene that depicts orcs, elves, humans, goblins, dwarves and dragons of various color in an all-out brawl.
A diminutive, one-eyed fish nibbles one of isla's fingers (dealing no damage), the peculiar creature seemingly having suffered no ill effects from the waters that just moments ago seem foul enough to force saving throws.
>>120952
Lucy takes a moment to appreciate their history.
Is the spring that was poisoned near the kavern?
Lucy takes a moment to appreciate their history.
Is the spring that was poisoned near the kavern?
>>120954
The waters in the pool surrounding the statue run off in various connections, trickling away into cracks to small to squeeze through.
Another part I forgot to mention was that the Tornclaw revered elemental water. They considered these springs in particular to be sacred, because they were connected to the groundwater across the mountains.
The water was visibly contaminated just moments ago, but cleared as Jakk drew his last breaths.
The waters in the pool surrounding the statue run off in various connections, trickling away into cracks to small to squeeze through.
Another part I forgot to mention was that the Tornclaw revered elemental water. They considered these springs in particular to be sacred, because they were connected to the groundwater across the mountains.
The water was visibly contaminated just moments ago, but cleared as Jakk drew his last breaths.
>>120957
Isla is conscious and can move on her own freely.
Yeeck, i'm going to decide is barely conscious too, because reasons.
Isla is conscious and can move on her own freely.
Yeeck, i'm going to decide is barely conscious too, because reasons.
>>120958
Ah i didnt realize she was awake.
Lucy Takes the Shrunken heads off the ork's corpse and then looks around for anything that was hidden in the kavern by the ork
Ah i didnt realize she was awake.
Lucy Takes the Shrunken heads off the ork's corpse and then looks around for anything that was hidden in the kavern by the ork
A few weird mushrooms, those weird eyeless fish, cracks and chasms too narrow to squeeze through, lots of silver leaf on the cave paintings (don't bother scraping, it's thin as heck), more paintings, unintelligible runes... not much else here.
Evidently, Jakk hasn't hidden anything in this particular kavern, aside from his immediate equipment.
Not even any rations on him: he guy was wasting away, spending his every waking moment hexing the waters.
Not even any rations on him: he guy was wasting away, spending his every waking moment hexing the waters.
Oh yeah, and the blue barrier-thing vanished in a few minutes.
The zombies haven't responded though.
The zombies haven't responded though.
>>120960
Isla stretches while still floating on the lake as she opens her eyes.
"That felt horrible," she comments as she glances around the area.
Isla stretches while still floating on the lake as she opens her eyes.
"That felt horrible," she comments as she glances around the area.
>>120963
The "demon" is laying on its back across the kavern, with its head cut off and its scaly armor slowly disintegrating.
Lucy is currently reading the pillar, her eyes glowing and muttering strange tongues as the prophetic glyphs feed her information.
Yeeck is visibly wounded, but twitches somewhat. He raises a thumbs up to signify that he's okay.
The water seems a lot cleaner than when she stepped in it, it's gone from murky red to crystal clear. The temperature is pleasant.
A diminutive, one-eyed fish nibbles at one of her legs, apparently having suffered no ill effects from the recently corrupted waters. A few others swim about the pool, their singular eyes breaching the surface of the pool, seeing clearly in the dim blue light from the luminous moss in the kavern.
The "demon" is laying on its back across the kavern, with its head cut off and its scaly armor slowly disintegrating.
Lucy is currently reading the pillar, her eyes glowing and muttering strange tongues as the prophetic glyphs feed her information.
Yeeck is visibly wounded, but twitches somewhat. He raises a thumbs up to signify that he's okay.
The water seems a lot cleaner than when she stepped in it, it's gone from murky red to crystal clear. The temperature is pleasant.
A diminutive, one-eyed fish nibbles at one of her legs, apparently having suffered no ill effects from the recently corrupted waters. A few others swim about the pool, their singular eyes breaching the surface of the pool, seeing clearly in the dim blue light from the luminous moss in the kavern.
>>120964
She breathes a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness. Maybe that'll stop this plague thing."
Isla glances at herself, knowing she's floating on the water with her clothes on.
"Ah, bugger."
She looks to the edges of the lake for a place to leave the clothes to dry for a bit.
She breathes a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness. Maybe that'll stop this plague thing."
Isla glances at herself, knowing she's floating on the water with her clothes on.
"Ah, bugger."
She looks to the edges of the lake for a place to leave the clothes to dry for a bit.
>>120965
There are a few stalagmites near the walls of the kavern that might work for that, maybe 15-20 feet away.
The kavern's floor is otherwise sculpted bare, with no obstacles or interposing structures, other than the statue on the pillar.
There are a few stalagmites near the walls of the kavern that might work for that, maybe 15-20 feet away.
The kavern's floor is otherwise sculpted bare, with no obstacles or interposing structures, other than the statue on the pillar.
>>120966
Lazily swimming over to the stalagmites, she proceeds to drop her goods in a small pile as she starts to take off her clothes slowly, starting from her boots to her chest, sneaking a wary glance to try and hide her privates with a spare arm if she can manage.
After that, she finds a comfortable spot at the edge of the lake neck-level deep as she gives a small sigh.
Lazily swimming over to the stalagmites, she proceeds to drop her goods in a small pile as she starts to take off her clothes slowly, starting from her boots to her chest, sneaking a wary glance to try and hide her privates with a spare arm if she can manage.
After that, she finds a comfortable spot at the edge of the lake neck-level deep as she gives a small sigh.
>>120967
The stalagmites were near the walls outside the pool, but I'm going to just put a couple sticking out of the hot-springs. There's a few smooth rocks in the pools too.
Yeeck is all but KO. Lucy is the only immediate humanoid that might see her, and shes barely dressed herself. The pillar is big enough to provide total cover, even if the angry one-eyed god statue looks a bit unnerving, staring down judgmentally at the mortals who killed his ordained priest.
It's really not a lake, persay but a subterranean spring, the pool being 30-35 feet across, it's deep enough to submerge completely in at its deepest point. It runs off in a small creak across the kavern and branches off into a small hole.
The water is is pleasantly warm, getting hotter at its deepest point. She feels almost refreshed by the purified springwaters.
A few more one-eyed fish swim about lazily, their pale pink bodies gliding through the clear waters, their enlarged pectoral fins almost making them look like diminutive angels.. or demons. They recoil slightly as she lights her torch, their singular eyes dilating in the increased light, but they go back to swimming peacefully in a few moments unaccustomed to visitors in their little sanctuary.
The stalagmites were near the walls outside the pool, but I'm going to just put a couple sticking out of the hot-springs. There's a few smooth rocks in the pools too.
Yeeck is all but KO. Lucy is the only immediate humanoid that might see her, and shes barely dressed herself. The pillar is big enough to provide total cover, even if the angry one-eyed god statue looks a bit unnerving, staring down judgmentally at the mortals who killed his ordained priest.
It's really not a lake, persay but a subterranean spring, the pool being 30-35 feet across, it's deep enough to submerge completely in at its deepest point. It runs off in a small creak across the kavern and branches off into a small hole.
The water is is pleasantly warm, getting hotter at its deepest point. She feels almost refreshed by the purified springwaters.
A few more one-eyed fish swim about lazily, their pale pink bodies gliding through the clear waters, their enlarged pectoral fins almost making them look like diminutive angels.. or demons. They recoil slightly as she lights her torch, their singular eyes dilating in the increased light, but they go back to swimming peacefully in a few moments unaccustomed to visitors in their little sanctuary.
>>120968
While the statue itself is kind of unnerving for her from how there could be a second demon lurking in the statue, waiting to jump out, she figures they would have jumped both at once instead of trying to get the jump on them after one of his buddies died.
She looks in the water, a bit curious of what's in it aside from fish, as the pleasant heat coats her body, an arm trying to poke one of the fish out of curiosity.
(This is way better than a lake or pond.)
While the statue itself is kind of unnerving for her from how there could be a second demon lurking in the statue, waiting to jump out, she figures they would have jumped both at once instead of trying to get the jump on them after one of his buddies died.
She looks in the water, a bit curious of what's in it aside from fish, as the pleasant heat coats her body, an arm trying to poke one of the fish out of curiosity.
(This is way better than a lake or pond.)
>>120969
There doesn't seem to be much visible to her in the dim torchlight but rock and a bit silt, the fishes only visible near the surface of the pool.
They circle the statue, seemingly roused from hibernation now that the waters have cleared.
Poking a fish is going to require a touch attack, lol.
There doesn't seem to be much visible to her in the dim torchlight but rock and a bit silt, the fishes only visible near the surface of the pool.
They circle the statue, seemingly roused from hibernation now that the waters have cleared.
Poking a fish is going to require a touch attack, lol.
>>120972
She frowns, seeing the fish as a little time sink as she relaxes and waits for her clothes to dry.
Her finger tries to touch another fish.
[1d20+4 = 17]
<Touch attack
She frowns, seeing the fish as a little time sink as she relaxes and waits for her clothes to dry.
Her finger tries to touch another fish.
[1d20+4 = 17]
<Touch attack
>>120973
The fish is poked.
It blinks and wriggles in distress and tries to swim away, darting off into a deeper zone where the torchlight does not reach, albeit rather slowly.
The fish is poked.
It blinks and wriggles in distress and tries to swim away, darting off into a deeper zone where the torchlight does not reach, albeit rather slowly.
>>120974
She giggles.
"Nice."
Putting her head in the water, she seeks for something of note under the water.
She giggles.
"Nice."
Putting her head in the water, she seeks for something of note under the water.
>>120976
Isla, being the adventurous, reckless human that she is, disregards the lack of visibility as she attempts to swim to the bottom, exploring her surroundings with her touch.
Isla, being the adventurous, reckless human that she is, disregards the lack of visibility as she attempts to swim to the bottom, exploring her surroundings with her touch.
>>120977
The pool's deepest point is near the base of the statue, isla can feel the force of hot water gushing from a hole, fish swimming around it, seemingly picking at detritus.
She cannot swim to the bottom and hold the torch at the same time.
There's two rocks that look like they might hold a torch if she wanted to set it down though.
Meanwhile, I'm going to have Chef leave the room with the rats and explore the next tunnel, since that's what he wanted to do. He notices the springed pitfall trap, and carefully balances around the side of the hole. He comes up to a vast cavern, dimly illuminated by glowing fungus.
The pool's deepest point is near the base of the statue, isla can feel the force of hot water gushing from a hole, fish swimming around it, seemingly picking at detritus.
She cannot swim to the bottom and hold the torch at the same time.
There's two rocks that look like they might hold a torch if she wanted to set it down though.
Meanwhile, I'm going to have Chef leave the room with the rats and explore the next tunnel, since that's what he wanted to do. He notices the springed pitfall trap, and carefully balances around the side of the hole. He comes up to a vast cavern, dimly illuminated by glowing fungus.
[1d20+1 = 21]
Chef goes the opposite way that he went the first time. Heading into the main room of the mine, and then going right instead of left.
Chef goes the opposite way that he went the first time. Heading into the main room of the mine, and then going right instead of left.
[1d20+1 = 8]
>>120980
Chef is attempting to find the guy he came here for. Where is Chef currently located?
>>120980
Chef is attempting to find the guy he came here for. Where is Chef currently located?
>>120983
The tunnel is dark, long and runs downward, a sickening stench hangs in the air as he marches downwards.
At what appears to be the halfway point, he finds a dead, mutilated kobold, and an empty sack.
The tunnel ahead appears to lead into a larger cavern at the edge of his darkvision. The air is hot and humid, and the smell is atrocious.
The tunnel is dark, long and runs downward, a sickening stench hangs in the air as he marches downwards.
At what appears to be the halfway point, he finds a dead, mutilated kobold, and an empty sack.
The tunnel ahead appears to lead into a larger cavern at the edge of his darkvision. The air is hot and humid, and the smell is atrocious.
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>>120987
The kobold has already been looted, it seems. It's bag has been slashed open. All that's left on it is a dirty set of leather armor.
The kobold has already been looted, it seems. It's bag has been slashed open. All that's left on it is a dirty set of leather armor.
>>120990
The tunnel is littered with corpses and shambling rats. The air is thick, the stench of decay is unbearable, and he finds it hard to breath.
If there were any creatures in this room, they haven't responded to him.
There's another tunnel ahead. A faint blue light glows at the end of it.
The tunnel is littered with corpses and shambling rats. The air is thick, the stench of decay is unbearable, and he finds it hard to breath.
If there were any creatures in this room, they haven't responded to him.
There's another tunnel ahead. A faint blue light glows at the end of it.
[1d20+1 = 3]
Rolling a will save to see if he has the balls to press forward.
Rolling a will save to see if he has the balls to press forward.
>>120995
I mean, he's not subject to a fear effect, but he might not want to stay in this room for too long...
Roll Fortitude
I mean, he's not subject to a fear effect, but he might not want to stay in this room for too long...
Roll Fortitude
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I'm probably going to stop doing these on-board announcement things. I'm preoccupied with exams, and I can reach you all on discord much more easily.
As for the adventure, there's really not left of this saga other than getting back to town to get your rewards and level up, and maybe introduce a couple plot devices. spoiler. It's kind of a shame this thing dragged out over the coarse of a month, but I guess it just couldn't be helped; life happens.
As for the KKK... idk what to make of it. I did learn quite a bit from this """""""""""""one-shot""""""""""""", but it really depends what the group thought. After the party wraps up, I'd gladly explore any ideas for games you would like in the respective channel. I've kept content preparation on the backburner, but I really would rather wait until Rhyd's player is finally free again so we could all play together. I feel kind of bad for leaving him out, since i picked this module with him in mind.
I was aiming to keep the entirety of this adventure on the board for archiving purposes and my own personal taste, but I could go ahead and move it to discord now if you would prefer it. A couple players expressed discomfort in playing on the site, and I'm suspecting that perhaps this might not be the best medium for a high-speed game... Still, I find it comfy.
As for the adventure, there's really not left of this saga other than getting back to town to get your rewards and level up, and maybe introduce a couple plot devices. spoiler. It's kind of a shame this thing dragged out over the coarse of a month, but I guess it just couldn't be helped; life happens.
As for the KKK... idk what to make of it. I did learn quite a bit from this """""""""""""one-shot""""""""""""", but it really depends what the group thought. After the party wraps up, I'd gladly explore any ideas for games you would like in the respective channel. I've kept content preparation on the backburner, but I really would rather wait until Rhyd's player is finally free again so we could all play together. I feel kind of bad for leaving him out, since i picked this module with him in mind.
I was aiming to keep the entirety of this adventure on the board for archiving purposes and my own personal taste, but I could go ahead and move it to discord now if you would prefer it. A couple players expressed discomfort in playing on the site, and I'm suspecting that perhaps this might not be the best medium for a high-speed game... Still, I find it comfy.
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It looks like it may be quite a while until we have every player present. Exam seasons are a bitch. Because of that I think I'm not going to DM anymore plot-based modules for a while, since I'd rather have the whole group together when we finally have the time; I've got plenty of site-based content prepped if players would like to explore the region in the next month or so though. It depends what the rest of you would like to do; I'm pretty burnt out from college though.
Chef is free to continue through the tunnels until he bumps into the party. Lucy has read everything I'm willing to let her decipher without being able to speak Orcish. Yeeck can walk, and will probably continue to be alive in the time being, in case his player gets his life back together (good luck, m8). He'll follow the party out of the kavern when they decide to leave.
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Chef is free to continue through the tunnels until he bumps into the party. Lucy has read everything I'm willing to let her decipher without being able to speak Orcish. Yeeck can walk, and will probably continue to be alive in the time being, in case his player gets his life back together (good luck, m8). He'll follow the party out of the kavern when they decide to leave.
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Alright, I'm off of work. Hopefully I can DM Rhyd's arch later, if his player finds the time.
I know I already made the RP arch on the server, and this medium has been agonizingly slow, but could we just get to the outside of the cavern before switching? I wanted to keep this adventure on one thread.
I'll note that Chef's psicrystal, since i rolled its perception, would alert him of the presence of passive creatures in the charnel pit (it's the zombies). I'm going to just shove him into the next tunnel sneaking, because I don't feel like running the encounter for the second time, and also because they'd tear him to pieces without a chance.
The first thing he sees before him is a monolithic statue of a fearsome one-eyed god in the center of a pool of running water. Blue moss illuminates the room so that he can see the entire kavern with his low-light vision.
Two bare humanoid legs seem to be sticking up out of the pool.
Also, Chef has not designated his psicrystal's personality type. He'll have to decide sooner or later.
I know I already made the RP arch on the server, and this medium has been agonizingly slow, but could we just get to the outside of the cavern before switching? I wanted to keep this adventure on one thread.
I'll note that Chef's psicrystal, since i rolled its perception, would alert him of the presence of passive creatures in the charnel pit (it's the zombies). I'm going to just shove him into the next tunnel sneaking, because I don't feel like running the encounter for the second time, and also because they'd tear him to pieces without a chance.
The first thing he sees before him is a monolithic statue of a fearsome one-eyed god in the center of a pool of running water. Blue moss illuminates the room so that he can see the entire kavern with his low-light vision.
Two bare humanoid legs seem to be sticking up out of the pool.
Also, Chef has not designated his psicrystal's personality type. He'll have to decide sooner or later.
>>121347
Chef attempts to identify whether the legs are masculine or feminine while hiding in the shadows. I will roll the hide check shortly.
Chef attempts to identify whether the legs are masculine or feminine while hiding in the shadows. I will roll the hide check shortly.
>>121349
>identify a creature
Roll knowledge (local).
This is common knowledge, so you can make an intelligence check.
..... And I have to step out for 20 mins..
>identify a creature
Roll knowledge (local).
This is common knowledge, so you can make an intelligence check.
..... And I have to step out for 20 mins..
Isla is simply exploring the small lake for any noteworthy nooks and crannies at the deepest the pond will go.
>>121365
You notice some fatass goblin trying to check out Isla's feet by the poolside.
The pulling would require a grapple check. She could just tap her.
Yeeck snores in the corner.
>>121366
The hot water flows from a small, narrow hole. She can't see anything, but she thinks she can feel some movement deep down.
You notice some fatass goblin trying to check out Isla's feet by the poolside.
The pulling would require a grapple check. She could just tap her.
Yeeck snores in the corner.
>>121366
The hot water flows from a small, narrow hole. She can't see anything, but she thinks she can feel some movement deep down.
>>121368
Chef continues hiding. He clutches his psi crystal while continuing to attempt to identify if the feet belong to a male or a female.
Chef continues hiding. He clutches his psi crystal while continuing to attempt to identify if the feet belong to a male or a female.
>>121368
Not her feet!
Isla, curious, starts to tap the rockbed at random, trying to feel the movements a bit better.
Not her feet!
Isla, curious, starts to tap the rockbed at random, trying to feel the movements a bit better.
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>>121375
With a blubbed woe, she decides that's enough deepdiving for now, opting to pull her head out of the surface.
With a blubbed woe, she decides that's enough deepdiving for now, opting to pull her head out of the surface.
Oh wait, Isla doesn't need to roll. Lucy alerted her of the goblin behind her.
>>121379
Chef runs back into the room while screaming in horror. He cowers in the far side of the room while crying.
Chef runs back into the room while screaming in horror. He cowers in the far side of the room while crying.
Isla can she a fat, blue goblin, at the edge of the pool, right behind her.
Yeeck's snoring shakes the kavern.
Yeeck's snoring shakes the kavern.
>>121382
Startled by both Lucy screaming about green skinned people and the blue goblin in front of her, she jumps slightly, briefly exposing her chest before sinking back to head level.
"Oi! What are ye doin' 'ere, lad?!"
Startled by both Lucy screaming about green skinned people and the blue goblin in front of her, she jumps slightly, briefly exposing her chest before sinking back to head level.
"Oi! What are ye doin' 'ere, lad?!"
>>121381
Alright, pretty much everyone in the room is completely aware of the screaming blue goblin.
Yeeck, however, is too tired to give a shit, racial jihad be damned.
Alright, pretty much everyone in the room is completely aware of the screaming blue goblin.
Yeeck, however, is too tired to give a shit, racial jihad be damned.
>>121383
The goblin continues to scream and cry. Snot bubbles out of his nose as he sinks to his knees and bows to the party, "Please don't k-kill me! I d-d-don't w-wanna d-die! I d-d-don't w-w-wanna d-dieee!"
The goblin continues to scream and cry. Snot bubbles out of his nose as he sinks to his knees and bows to the party, "Please don't k-kill me! I d-d-don't w-wanna d-die! I d-d-don't w-w-wanna d-dieee!"
>>121383
Isla can feel a slight tingling in her legs, although she can't really tell if its from the water or from shock at this point.
Isla can feel a slight tingling in her legs, although she can't really tell if its from the water or from shock at this point.
Okay, Discord is being shitty today, so I'd prefer if you asked all these meta questions on the thread.
>>121387
There's the statue. It's big enough for an ogre to hide behind.
>>121387
There's the statue. It's big enough for an ogre to hide behind.
>>121388
Grabbing her hopefully clean parts, she takes them and hides behind the statue, trying to dry herself up and get dressed.
Grabbing her hopefully clean parts, she takes them and hides behind the statue, trying to dry herself up and get dressed.
>>121390
I meant her clothes, but that's good, too.
Not to mention I screwed up the wording.
Hopefully dry enough to wear clothes comfortably, she dresses herself with her equipment.
I meant her clothes, but that's good, too.
Not to mention I screwed up the wording.
Hopefully dry enough to wear clothes comfortably, she dresses herself with her equipment.
>>121391
Do it in-character.
A big scary witch looms over him, her torn, dirty rags covered in blood.
The naked ninja darts behind the statue, seeming to disappear into shadows momentarily due her peculiar stance.
Her clothes are still damp but she can wring them out enough to be wearable down the mountain.
Do it in-character.
A big scary witch looms over him, her torn, dirty rags covered in blood.
The naked ninja darts behind the statue, seeming to disappear into shadows momentarily due her peculiar stance.
Her clothes are still damp but she can wring them out enough to be wearable down the mountain.
Lucy, if you have stuff to say, say it on the board, because Discord isn't working for me. It's been on-and-off all day.
>>121393
The fat goblin sweats a little as his crying and snotting continues. "P-please d-d-don't kill me, s-scary p-pretty witch lady!" He screams while grovelling.
The fat goblin sweats a little as his crying and snotting continues. "P-please d-d-don't kill me, s-scary p-pretty witch lady!" He screams while grovelling.
It would be a shame if somebody spammed intimidate on him...
The zombies continue to linger at the tunnel entrance, but they do not advance through. Their tortured moans echo in the hallway.
The zombies continue to linger at the tunnel entrance, but they do not advance through. Their tortured moans echo in the hallway.
But they don't match the cacophony of Yeeck's absurdly load snoring Xp
Lucy or Isla can make relevant checks to see why the zombies haven't stormed in yet, but they'd have to get closer to do so.
>>121399
Chef automatically fails his opposed check and is now Frightened, his debuff increasing with the river of gooy green snot pouring down his chubby cheeks.
>>121399
Chef automatically fails his opposed check and is now Frightened, his debuff increasing with the river of gooy green snot pouring down his chubby cheeks.
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>>121402
The goblin looks at her with wide eyes. Excitement and terror dance across his eyes before he curls up into the fetal position and begins to quietly sob while physically shaking.
The goblin looks at her with wide eyes. Excitement and terror dance across his eyes before he curls up into the fetal position and begins to quietly sob while physically shaking.
>>121402
chef becomes Panicked, and is compelled to flee back towards the tunnel.
... Only to run back, in fear of the zombies that greet him.
[snot intensifies]
>>121403
I warned you the danger of stacking fear effects.. Better to experience it for the first time now, and not when an orc or hobgoblin NPC is doing it.
chef becomes Panicked, and is compelled to flee back towards the tunnel.
... Only to run back, in fear of the zombies that greet him.
[snot intensifies]
>>121403
I warned you the danger of stacking fear effects.. Better to experience it for the first time now, and not when an orc or hobgoblin NPC is doing it.
>>121404
Chef is now cowering. He loses his dex bonus to AC in addition to taking a -2 penalty to AC, and he can take no actions other than to beg for his life.
He can still communicate though, because I feel like it.
Chef is now cowering. He loses his dex bonus to AC in addition to taking a -2 penalty to AC, and he can take no actions other than to beg for his life.
He can still communicate though, because I feel like it.
>>121408
He's right in front of her.
The goblin is all but helpless, although not enough to coup-de-grace. He has blue skin, and is dressed in dirty rags. A large sack and a backpack are strapped to his sides.
He's right in front of her.
The goblin is all but helpless, although not enough to coup-de-grace. He has blue skin, and is dressed in dirty rags. A large sack and a backpack are strapped to his sides.
>>121409
Isla glances up to see the zombies who don't seem to be interested in them.
She waves her hand to them.
"Hello, rotters. Mind givin' this lil' lad sum space?"
Isla glances up to see the zombies who don't seem to be interested in them.
She waves her hand to them.
"Hello, rotters. Mind givin' this lil' lad sum space?"
Lucy player is having sort of a rough time, so I'm going to move her along while Chef attempts to introduce himself.
The spooky witch looms over the goblin for a few minutes, before she gets bored and turns to see if she can salvage some less-dirty rags from the dead orc in the corner.
>>121411
The goblin, compelled by his debuff, crawls away slowly, leaving a slug-like trail of slime in his wake.
The spooky witch looms over the goblin for a few minutes, before she gets bored and turns to see if she can salvage some less-dirty rags from the dead orc in the corner.
>>121411
The goblin, compelled by his debuff, crawls away slowly, leaving a slug-like trail of slime in his wake.
>>121412
With a sigh, she simply walks around the goblin, standing on the other end, impeding his crawly escape towards the zombies.
"Ooh," she says with a deadpan expression. "I'm spooky human. I'll eat ye so ye better crawl to the lake."
With a sigh, she simply walks around the goblin, standing on the other end, impeding his crawly escape towards the zombies.
"Ooh," she says with a deadpan expression. "I'm spooky human. I'll eat ye so ye better crawl to the lake."
The Wrags that the Orc was wearing are the remains of Ceremonial Clerical robes; maybe they were masterwork at some point, but they've clearly not been well taken care of over the past 10 years... They are red, as is traditional for champions of Gruumsh. The symbols are blotched out enough so Lucy could wear them without standing out.
Thy're certainly better than the 1 cp peasant's outfit she's currently wearing. They even come with sandals.
>>121413
I'm going to let the gobbo's player respond
Thy're certainly better than the 1 cp peasant's outfit she's currently wearing. They even come with sandals.
>>121413
I'm going to let the gobbo's player respond
>>121410
The goblin rolls onto his back and lifts his shirt- presenting his soft tender belly to the tall scary woman as a wolf would do with another when submitting to it. "P-please don't k-kill me! I c-c-can be useful! W-would mistress like to s-spit on me, b-beat me up, o-o-or st-step on me!? I'm j-j-just a little worm not e-even w-worth the effort of k-k-killing!" He shouts while breathing heavily.
The goblin rolls onto his back and lifts his shirt- presenting his soft tender belly to the tall scary woman as a wolf would do with another when submitting to it. "P-please don't k-kill me! I c-c-can be useful! W-would mistress like to s-spit on me, b-beat me up, o-o-or st-step on me!? I'm j-j-just a little worm not e-even w-worth the effort of k-k-killing!" He shouts while breathing heavily.
Fucking discord.
What i meant to post in the #graveyard is that y'all still haven't properly looted the orc.
What i meant to post in the #graveyard is that y'all still haven't properly looted the orc.
>>121415
Scruching her face in disgust, she takes a step back.
"Crawl to the lake, would you? Yer makin' me uncomfortable."
Scruching her face in disgust, she takes a step back.
"Crawl to the lake, would you? Yer makin' me uncomfortable."
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>>121418
With a shiver of second-hand embarrasment, she looks at him go before turning to the zombies.
With a shiver of second-hand embarrasment, she looks at him go before turning to the zombies.
This is the part where you introduce yourselves.
Lucy's player has been prevented from doing so because reasons, so pretend she's in the conversation. Her player is still lurking.
Lucy's player has been prevented from doing so because reasons, so pretend she's in the conversation. Her player is still lurking.
>>121426
I got the message.
Isla, seeing the zomboes aren't reacting much, turns to walk back to the lake area, glancing at the goblin creature.
I got the message.
Isla, seeing the zomboes aren't reacting much, turns to walk back to the lake area, glancing at the goblin creature.
>>121427
You can roll a sense motive check, if you want.
You'd need a high DC though, since they're mindless creatures.
You can roll a sense motive check, if you want.
You'd need a high DC though, since they're mindless creatures.
The zombies are well aware of her presence, swiveling their heads towards her with sickening [cracks], but do not make motions to attack.
The gruesome automatons fixate their heads towards the previous tunnel once more, ready to attack anything that enters the cavern.
Lucy can infer that the mindless zombies, capable of processing only the most basic commands, were programmed to attack whatever entered the cavern, but perhaps not what was leaving it...
The gruesome automatons fixate their heads towards the previous tunnel once more, ready to attack anything that enters the cavern.
Lucy can infer that the mindless zombies, capable of processing only the most basic commands, were programmed to attack whatever entered the cavern, but perhaps not what was leaving it...
*Isla can infer
Or Lucy, this is her area of expertise
Or Lucy, this is her area of expertise
With a curious rise of one of her eyebrows, Isla pokes one of the zombies.
>>121432
Yeah, that's a step to far.
The zombie, one of the miners, lacking sophisticated object permanence, mistakes her for an intruder and swings at her with its pickaxe.
...And misses.
Then Lucy steps into the room and rebukes them all for as long as it takes for the plot to advance, while Yeeck gathers the rest of the shaman's loot in his bag for the party to kill each-other over later.
Yeah, that's a step to far.
The zombie, one of the miners, lacking sophisticated object permanence, mistakes her for an intruder and swings at her with its pickaxe.
...And misses.
Then Lucy steps into the room and rebukes them all for as long as it takes for the plot to advance, while Yeeck gathers the rest of the shaman's loot in his bag for the party to kill each-other over later.
>>121434
Lucy looks like she about to respond before a cave frog hops into her mouth, distracting her.
Lucy looks like she about to respond before a cave frog hops into her mouth, distracting her.
>>121435
Straining to hold a giggle, she walks back to the lake, beckoning Lucy to follow.
She looks at the goblin thing, wondering what sort of being is he.
Straining to hold a giggle, she walks back to the lake, beckoning Lucy to follow.
She looks at the goblin thing, wondering what sort of being is he.
The goblin seems to have calmed down a bit. He's still hyperventilating, but has composed himself more. "Wh-who are y-you?" He asks to the party.
If y'all don't mind, I'm going to advance things a little bit with some meta knowledge. There's nothing else in this room of interest except for whatever was making that buzzing sound earlier, so if you'd like to leave and introduce yourselves later, you're free to go.
>>121436
Lucy runs around randomly trying to dislodge the frog from her tongue, managing to stumble in the general direction Isla was pointing her too.
Local knowledge is a class skill for you, so i'm going to let you roll it untrained to identify this humanoid.
>>121437
The Witch is distracted by a frog in her throat. Ask again some other time.
>>121436
Lucy runs around randomly trying to dislodge the frog from her tongue, managing to stumble in the general direction Isla was pointing her too.
Local knowledge is a class skill for you, so i'm going to let you roll it untrained to identify this humanoid.
>>121437
The Witch is distracted by a frog in her throat. Ask again some other time.
>>121440
"You too?" Isla asks. "I haven't seen a sliver of it either, but there were sum fancy rocks."
"You too?" Isla asks. "I haven't seen a sliver of it either, but there were sum fancy rocks."
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>>121447
The little shit is lying. He's a lying liar lying out of his lying hole.
He totally found something.
The little shit is lying. He's a lying liar lying out of his lying hole.
He totally found something.
[1d20+2 = 12]
>>121449
I m-may have found some st-stuff. A-all I have is this half-eaten cheesewheel." He says while producing a half-eaten cheesewheel from his backpack.
Rolling bluff.
>>121449
I m-may have found some st-stuff. A-all I have is this half-eaten cheesewheel." He says while producing a half-eaten cheesewheel from his backpack.
Rolling bluff.
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>>121454
I could have sworn he had a few etra weapons.
The dead kobold had a crossbow and a shortspear, btw.
I could have sworn he had a few etra weapons.
The dead kobold had a crossbow and a shortspear, btw.
Alright. The party leaves. Lucy rebukes the zombies at bay for Yeeck to smash and/or push past.
The only unexplored area s the kobold camp, which Isla, upon climping there out of curiosity, find a trap door leading to a room filled with absolutely nothing, since the kobolds ransacked the place on their way out.
Nothing kills them as they make their way out of the mines, and they're free to go home down the mountain. They should be in town before sunset.
Whoever's leading, roll survival
The only unexplored area s the kobold camp, which Isla, upon climping there out of curiosity, find a trap door leading to a room filled with absolutely nothing, since the kobolds ransacked the place on their way out.
Nothing kills them as they make their way out of the mines, and they're free to go home down the mountain. They should be in town before sunset.
Whoever's leading, roll survival
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>>121470
rolls dice
Chef is attacked by a fucking eagle, bigger than he is.
Roll an opposed grapple check.
rolls dice
Chef is attacked by a fucking eagle, bigger than he is.
Roll an opposed grapple check.
Also, everyone roll initiative, since this thing actually has a chance to carry him off.
>>121475
Fail, the eagle manages to lift his fat ass off the ground and begins to carry him off, at reduced speed albeit.
It lifts him about ~30 feet in the air, carrying him away from the trail, towards the cliff.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Another eagle responds, swooping in
>>121476
Tat's alright. We can get back to this later. Take your time to eat.
Fail, the eagle manages to lift his fat ass off the ground and begins to carry him off, at reduced speed albeit.
It lifts him about ~30 feet in the air, carrying him away from the trail, towards the cliff.
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Another eagle responds, swooping in
>>121476
Tat's alright. We can get back to this later. Take your time to eat.
[1d20-4 = -1]
>>121477
Chef attempts to hold onto the bird for dear life while screaming and pissing his pants.
Rolling grapple.
>>121477
Chef attempts to hold onto the bird for dear life while screaming and pissing his pants.
Rolling grapple.
>>121480
Alright, but he just made his check trying to escape the grapple.
The other eagle just circles overhead, cawing to its mate.
Lucy's turn.
Alright, but he just made his check trying to escape the grapple.
The other eagle just circles overhead, cawing to its mate.
Lucy's turn.
Okay, Lucy's player is still feeling intimidated, so I'm going to have her load her sling.
Yeeck tries to shoot it.
And fails, because he doesn't have precise shot..
Isla's turn.
Yeeck tries to shoot it.
And fails, because he doesn't have precise shot..
Isla's turn.
>>121484
Isla fires at the eagle flying away with the fat goblin with her newly acquired crossbow.
[1d20+4 = 15]
<Ranged Attack Throw
Isla fires at the eagle flying away with the fat goblin with her newly acquired crossbow.
[1d20+4 = 15]
<Ranged Attack Throw
>>121485
Due to the fact that she's shooting into the melee, that fails to hit.
The eagle struggles to carry Chef's fat ass further away from the trail.
He can roll an opposed grapple. to slow it down.
Due to the fact that she's shooting into the melee, that fails to hit.
The eagle struggles to carry Chef's fat ass further away from the trail.
He can roll an opposed grapple. to slow it down.
>>121487
Chef manages to escape the raptors grasp before its able to carry him to the cliff.
Now roll tumble, to see how hard he falls.
Chef manages to escape the raptors grasp before its able to carry him to the cliff.
Now roll tumble, to see how hard he falls.
>>121491
I'm going to treat this as a deliberate jump
He takes 5 nonlethal damage, and 4 lethal damage from the fall. He is now staggered.
He is at 1 HP.
The other eagle swoops at him, but seems to be unwilling to take on the group.
The two eagles fly off, in search of some less heavy prey.
I'm going to treat this as a deliberate jump
He takes 5 nonlethal damage, and 4 lethal damage from the fall. He is now staggered.
He is at 1 HP.
The other eagle swoops at him, but seems to be unwilling to take on the group.
The two eagles fly off, in search of some less heavy prey.
The PCs managed to make it halfway down the mountain before the bird attack.
I'm going to be nice and not make them roll again to survive the rest of the trip.
>>121493
He's just staggered. He'll survive, so long as he doesn't malign any cats that might scratch him.
I'm going to be nice and not make them roll again to survive the rest of the trip.
>>121493
He's just staggered. He'll survive, so long as he doesn't malign any cats that might scratch him.
I'm gonna give Chef 75 XP for the escape.
The PCs make it to the town.
What's the first thing they do?
What's the first thing they do?
>>121496
Isla decides to ask the locals about the plague, particularly who were the first ones that got infected.
Isla decides to ask the locals about the plague, particularly who were the first ones that got infected.
>>121497
Well, if you want to look for information, the best place to go would be the Plot Hole Inn.
*Enter party, arriving through the gates*
The one-eyed bartender looks up.
"Oi, would'ya lookit dat. The rascals made it down from the mines." he says, putting down the dirty glass he was polishing
Then his expression turns morbid.
"So.. what became o' our boys?" The old man says
>>121498
I'm assuming that was a diplomacy roll?
Well, if you want to look for information, the best place to go would be the Plot Hole Inn.
*Enter party, arriving through the gates*
The one-eyed bartender looks up.
"Oi, would'ya lookit dat. The rascals made it down from the mines." he says, putting down the dirty glass he was polishing
Then his expression turns morbid.
"So.. what became o' our boys?" The old man says
>>121498
I'm assuming that was a diplomacy roll?
>>121499
It wasn't, but I am assuming you would have me make a bluff check to get the likely human hookers to fuck him.
It wasn't, but I am assuming you would have me make a bluff check to get the likely human hookers to fuck him.
>>121500
A peasant barmaid slaps him, knocking him out nonlethally.. (sorry, it was a crit before i even read that message)
A peasant barmaid slaps him, knocking him out nonlethally.. (sorry, it was a crit before i even read that message)
>>121499
"Dead," Isla utters. "There was some strange stuff happening in there, with little dragons and a big, blue muscular thing."
She turns around to see Chef, pointing at him.
"Like that, but double my size."
"Dead," Isla utters. "There was some strange stuff happening in there, with little dragons and a big, blue muscular thing."
She turns around to see Chef, pointing at him.
"Like that, but double my size."
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This is Chef getting yeeted by the barmaid. I'll just wait for him to wake up from the KO lol.
This is Chef getting yeeted by the barmaid. I'll just wait for him to wake up from the KO lol.
>>121503
The old man looks deeply sad, but the way he shakes his head makes it obvious that he expected so much.
".. damn savages..!" He growls
".. Anyway, 'tanks fer givin' it a look.. I woulda' been up there meself, if it weren't for these old knees of mine.." The
Orcs don't actually look like Goblins.
And Jakk was white, not blue.
>>121504
lmao
The old man looks deeply sad, but the way he shakes his head makes it obvious that he expected so much.
".. damn savages..!" He growls
".. Anyway, 'tanks fer givin' it a look.. I woulda' been up there meself, if it weren't for these old knees of mine.." The
Orcs don't actually look like Goblins.
And Jakk was white, not blue.
>>121504
lmao
Yeeck walks in behind Isla, with his bag full of junk.
As he moves forward, something seems to catch the old man's eye.
"No.. It can't be..!" he gasps, reaching a shaky arm out across the table pointing straight at Yeeck's bag.
"I'd know dat pike anywhere. That'd be da rod of the Tornclaw!"
The other peasants loitering in the inn seem to be perturbed by the old man's outcry, giving him confused looks.
The bartender turns to Isla.
"Say, young lassie, what in blue blazes did you see up there?"
As he moves forward, something seems to catch the old man's eye.
"No.. It can't be..!" he gasps, reaching a shaky arm out across the table pointing straight at Yeeck's bag.
"I'd know dat pike anywhere. That'd be da rod of the Tornclaw!"
The other peasants loitering in the inn seem to be perturbed by the old man's outcry, giving him confused looks.
The bartender turns to Isla.
"Say, young lassie, what in blue blazes did you see up there?"
>>121506
"There was a big statue of... sumthing," Isla mutters. "I think it was tae same thing that attacked us, tae white orc. It chanted pretty dicey stuff."
"There was a big statue of... sumthing," Isla mutters. "I think it was tae same thing that attacked us, tae white orc. It chanted pretty dicey stuff."
Chef snores loudly.
>>121507
The old man seems shocked, then confused, then exasperated. Isla doesn't need a check to sense a flurry of emotions washing across the old man's face: Disbelief, horror, anger, guilt, fear, confusion.. it's all there.
He lifts a shaky finger
"Ten years ago.. That very spear took my eye.." he mutters
"I never would'a thought the last of 'em would'a still been crawling around these mountains after all these years." He says, lowering his head
The old man seems shocked, then confused, then exasperated. Isla doesn't need a check to sense a flurry of emotions washing across the old man's face: Disbelief, horror, anger, guilt, fear, confusion.. it's all there.
He lifts a shaky finger
"Ten years ago.. That very spear took my eye.." he mutters
"I never would'a thought the last of 'em would'a still been crawling around these mountains after all these years." He says, lowering his head
I'm going to take this chance to point out that the spear that nobody bothered to loot is very ornate, with a silver haft and ivory carvings, and is definitely worth keeping.
>>121510
The old man seems visbly uncomfortable, glancing at the spear every now and then, as if he can't really believe it's there.
"The orcs.. The Tornclaw. Dey were once the top dogs in this region, before the Zarians decided to push 'em out. Long family of mages; dey were the baddest brutes in the mountains.
"Ten years ago, was the end to a long war my brothers and I fought under the flag of Zaria against the orcs un dese mountains.. They were tough, savage, and strong, but not too many of 'em. There were hardly any left by the time we'd won. Just a few running off into the mountains, and one more who fought till he was near dead before escaping; he took my eye with him.."
>>121510
The old man seems visbly uncomfortable, glancing at the spear every now and then, as if he can't really believe it's there.
"The orcs.. The Tornclaw. Dey were once the top dogs in this region, before the Zarians decided to push 'em out. Long family of mages; dey were the baddest brutes in the mountains.
"Ten years ago, was the end to a long war my brothers and I fought under the flag of Zaria against the orcs un dese mountains.. They were tough, savage, and strong, but not too many of 'em. There were hardly any left by the time we'd won. Just a few running off into the mountains, and one more who fought till he was near dead before escaping; he took my eye with him.."
>>121511
lol
Isla nods in interest.
"I see."
A pause
"Did they use some sort of dark magic stuff, maybe? Something related to zombies?"
lol
Isla nods in interest.
"I see."
A pause
"Did they use some sort of dark magic stuff, maybe? Something related to zombies?"
>>121512
"Am not so sure. Am no expert on dat orc juju. Dey sure as heck had some powerful hexers among 'em though. Der even had a pair o' dragons on their side. The Zarians won in the end, but they took out more than half of militia army. My comrades.. we're told to take out da shaman first.. it was easier said than done, cuzip those juggernauts could take a dozen bolts to the chest and still keep going. I thought we'd had em by the time it was over. The blasted savage was already being eaten by rats by the time I turned around, but then the bastard sprang at me and jabbed mr eye out, muttering his dark mumbo jumbo before skatin for the hills with a whole sled's worth of treasure on his back.. and none of us ever heard from him again...
.... until today..."
"Am not so sure. Am no expert on dat orc juju. Dey sure as heck had some powerful hexers among 'em though. Der even had a pair o' dragons on their side. The Zarians won in the end, but they took out more than half of militia army. My comrades.. we're told to take out da shaman first.. it was easier said than done, cuzip those juggernauts could take a dozen bolts to the chest and still keep going. I thought we'd had em by the time it was over. The blasted savage was already being eaten by rats by the time I turned around, but then the bastard sprang at me and jabbed mr eye out, muttering his dark mumbo jumbo before skatin for the hills with a whole sled's worth of treasure on his back.. and none of us ever heard from him again...
.... until today..."
Seeing as how Lucy's player isn't feeling well, and I still haven't had the chance to reintroduce Rhyd, I think we outtalked cut it for the night.
I did a random ecounter, but i'll probably do them on discord from this point on. I just wanted to get the party back together before the adventure ended. There isn't much left here.
Goodnight.
I did a random ecounter, but i'll probably do them on discord from this point on. I just wanted to get the party back together before the adventure ended. There isn't much left here.
Goodnight.
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Since it looks like some of the players would not like to play on the board for the remainder of this adventure, I thik I'll just cu the dialogue and narrate the closing of te story as follows:
The commners are at first skeptical of Lucy's "quick rundown", but are hushed by forceful words of the one-eyed elder. Word travels quickly of the supposed curse that the curse that ravaged the land had supposedly been lifted.
Defeating Jakk had an almost immediate visible effect upon the waters of the wellspring, which began to clear themselves of the muck of the Plague shortly after his death. The mine itself remains in need of purification and most of the contagious elements therein will have to be burned before it is safe to wander through the mountain’s interior once more. Even so, most of the able bodied young men left in Duvik's pass died at the hands of M'dok's Warband, and it could be quite sometime until the mines of Duvik are productive once more.
The Plague symptoms affecting the town of Duvik’s Pass begin to subside with the cleansing of its water supply. The townsfolk are most greatful, and are told that whenever they come back to Duvik, they will never need to pay for lodging or any supplies within reason during their returns to that place. The party find themselves cashing in immediatey though, for not a day after their descent frm the mountain, they all find that the themselves have all contrated a particularly horrid case of the burning plague, in addition to the filth fever that had been spread to them by the rats. They find themselves bedridden by ability damage, gracious for the free hospitality of of he Plot Hole Inn. The effects of direct exposure are so severe that they spend weeks tossing and turning in their beds in hot spread tormented by mad fits and nightmares, just barely managing to avoid permanent ability drain (Isla came pretty close though). Upon the fifteenth day, they find that they've all recovered, having been treated by Sister Morgan, the town's only Adept, finally free from her room in the Mayor's palace.
The next day, the party are all given the chance to meet the Mayor, a silver-haired human aristocrat named Cristofar Sendars, who is eventually convinced to leave the safety of his mansion after a heated dispute with and some name-calling from Scout Tungstan, the old barkeeper himself, who threatened to break down the door with his pickaxe if he didn't "get his sorry ass out of there". The Mayor obliges, but never takes off his plague mask for the duration of the meeting.
Mayor Sendars offers a reward of 100 gp taken from the mine’s anticipated profits to each adventurer who helped reclaim the mines (including the freaking goblin who didn't do anything but help himself to th last of the treasure). He also treats them and the town to a feast meal (cooked from the stocks he'd hoarded in preparation to wait out the plague).
Yeeck is given a free pony, and rides off ito the sunset, to never to return until or unless his player is able to play once more in future games.
Kiara, who tragically took her own life in despair of being tortured by the kobolds, is dragged out of the mine and buried to avoid her turning into one of a list of a hundred different kinds of undead monsters that make up this word's insane foodchain.
The fate of Rhyd remains unknown, but nobody seems vey optimistic given how he was abruptly taken by that giant spider..
The Banknotes of the Goldstienbergwitz Clan are nowhere to be seen, perhaps traded of to the Hobgoblin parade that visited the town three months prior. Mayor Sendars seems unwilling to speak of his dealings with the infamous goblinoid, but makes a remark that "That thieving bastard nearly ruined this town with his worthless paper mony!". The ivory stamp in Chef's possession, however, is proof that the notes were there, although it's uestionable if it would really be worth the effort to travel to the clan's homeland with neither the notes nor the living goblin in hope to extract a reward from the infamous (((bankers)))...
It's unclear what the future will brng for ou little band of murder hobos.
As for further adventures, rumor has it that word has spread among neighboring orc clans that the PCs slew the last son of the Tornclaw Clan. The wrath Gruumsh One-Eye, The God Of Vengence, is an ever present omen in the background, as the fearsome lord whispers to his shamen sends word to his followers that warriors who bring him the heads of the meddlers who thwarted his Burning Plague will gain his favor.
M’dok remains alive, trekking back to his clan with his wounded warband. Perhaps the little red Sorcerer may return in the future as well, leading another army to reclaim the mine he still considers his, for his people believe here is no obstacle in the multiverse that cannot be overcome with sheer numbers.
For now, however, the day has been won and the dangers of the Plague averted. The PCs (and their players) should take some time to enjoy the satisfaction of a quest completed. Perhaps one day they'll seek to investigate who Schlomo was trading with months prior, or maybe they'll search the mountains in hopes to find where Jakk stashed away the last of his people's treasures, but for now, they rest. The PCs who finished the adventure taking all the time they need to level up.
The KKK is dismissed for now, or at least won't return to the board for more than a week or three.
Thank you all for playing; it was a lot of fun! :D
I'll see you all on discord, so you can make any retroactive changes to your characters, and maybe try some encounters of mine if you're interested.
The commners are at first skeptical of Lucy's "quick rundown", but are hushed by forceful words of the one-eyed elder. Word travels quickly of the supposed curse that the curse that ravaged the land had supposedly been lifted.
Defeating Jakk had an almost immediate visible effect upon the waters of the wellspring, which began to clear themselves of the muck of the Plague shortly after his death. The mine itself remains in need of purification and most of the contagious elements therein will have to be burned before it is safe to wander through the mountain’s interior once more. Even so, most of the able bodied young men left in Duvik's pass died at the hands of M'dok's Warband, and it could be quite sometime until the mines of Duvik are productive once more.
The Plague symptoms affecting the town of Duvik’s Pass begin to subside with the cleansing of its water supply. The townsfolk are most greatful, and are told that whenever they come back to Duvik, they will never need to pay for lodging or any supplies within reason during their returns to that place. The party find themselves cashing in immediatey though, for not a day after their descent frm the mountain, they all find that the themselves have all contrated a particularly horrid case of the burning plague, in addition to the filth fever that had been spread to them by the rats. They find themselves bedridden by ability damage, gracious for the free hospitality of of he Plot Hole Inn. The effects of direct exposure are so severe that they spend weeks tossing and turning in their beds in hot spread tormented by mad fits and nightmares, just barely managing to avoid permanent ability drain (Isla came pretty close though). Upon the fifteenth day, they find that they've all recovered, having been treated by Sister Morgan, the town's only Adept, finally free from her room in the Mayor's palace.
The next day, the party are all given the chance to meet the Mayor, a silver-haired human aristocrat named Cristofar Sendars, who is eventually convinced to leave the safety of his mansion after a heated dispute with and some name-calling from Scout Tungstan, the old barkeeper himself, who threatened to break down the door with his pickaxe if he didn't "get his sorry ass out of there". The Mayor obliges, but never takes off his plague mask for the duration of the meeting.
Mayor Sendars offers a reward of 100 gp taken from the mine’s anticipated profits to each adventurer who helped reclaim the mines (including the freaking goblin who didn't do anything but help himself to th last of the treasure). He also treats them and the town to a feast meal (cooked from the stocks he'd hoarded in preparation to wait out the plague).
Yeeck is given a free pony, and rides off ito the sunset, to never to return until or unless his player is able to play once more in future games.
Kiara, who tragically took her own life in despair of being tortured by the kobolds, is dragged out of the mine and buried to avoid her turning into one of a list of a hundred different kinds of undead monsters that make up this word's insane foodchain.
The fate of Rhyd remains unknown, but nobody seems vey optimistic given how he was abruptly taken by that giant spider..
The Banknotes of the Goldstienbergwitz Clan are nowhere to be seen, perhaps traded of to the Hobgoblin parade that visited the town three months prior. Mayor Sendars seems unwilling to speak of his dealings with the infamous goblinoid, but makes a remark that "That thieving bastard nearly ruined this town with his worthless paper mony!". The ivory stamp in Chef's possession, however, is proof that the notes were there, although it's uestionable if it would really be worth the effort to travel to the clan's homeland with neither the notes nor the living goblin in hope to extract a reward from the infamous (((bankers)))...
It's unclear what the future will brng for ou little band of murder hobos.
As for further adventures, rumor has it that word has spread among neighboring orc clans that the PCs slew the last son of the Tornclaw Clan. The wrath Gruumsh One-Eye, The God Of Vengence, is an ever present omen in the background, as the fearsome lord whispers to his shamen sends word to his followers that warriors who bring him the heads of the meddlers who thwarted his Burning Plague will gain his favor.
M’dok remains alive, trekking back to his clan with his wounded warband. Perhaps the little red Sorcerer may return in the future as well, leading another army to reclaim the mine he still considers his, for his people believe here is no obstacle in the multiverse that cannot be overcome with sheer numbers.
For now, however, the day has been won and the dangers of the Plague averted. The PCs (and their players) should take some time to enjoy the satisfaction of a quest completed. Perhaps one day they'll seek to investigate who Schlomo was trading with months prior, or maybe they'll search the mountains in hopes to find where Jakk stashed away the last of his people's treasures, but for now, they rest. The PCs who finished the adventure taking all the time they need to level up.
The KKK is dismissed for now, or at least won't return to the board for more than a week or three.
Thank you all for playing; it was a lot of fun! :D
I'll see you all on discord, so you can make any retroactive changes to your characters, and maybe try some encounters of mine if you're interested.
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I'll narrate whatever happened to Rhyd (spoiler alert: he hasn't been eaten by spiders yet) whenever his player has the time. Last thing his player knew, he was cocooned in the ethereal plane, praying for salvation from the 8-legged menace.
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The KKK will probably not formally meet again for a couple weeks, maybe even a month, since it looks like some of our players need some time to sort out their schedules.
In the meantime, I'll be reading up on some better and more original Content than The Burning Plague, and maybe trying out some crash course encounters while I contemplate mediums. I'm not entirely satisfied with how that adventure went (particularly how it lasted a month instead of just one day), so I'd prefer to be a bit more prepared if any future plot-based adventures are to occur.
In the meantime, I'll be reading up on some better and more original Content than The Burning Plague, and maybe trying out some crash course encounters while I contemplate mediums. I'm not entirely satisfied with how that adventure went (particularly how it lasted a month instead of just one day), so I'd prefer to be a bit more prepared if any future plot-based adventures are to occur.
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