Nov 9, 2019 11:28 pm
Somebody make a Perception check.
Chapter Seven: The Stalemate At Loton's Cove
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Nov 11, 2019 4:56 pm
Felor quickly surveys the surroundings and glances up the cliff-face to check for any more "doormen".
Rolls
Perception - (1d20+3)
(5) + 3 = 8
Nov 11, 2019 6:27 pm
Mordred gasps for breath, thankful for Fjorgyn's healing touch - he had never been beaten that badly before in his life. He watches the body of the Doorman closely.
Down to 5 HP after that brutal attack. Thanks for the heals!
Down to 5 HP after that brutal attack. Thanks for the heals!
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Rolls
Still need that CON check, Octo? - (1d20)
(15) = 15
Perception - (1d20)
(2) = 2
Nov 12, 2019 3:28 am
Leth staggers a bit as he regains the use of his legs, and drops down to one knee for a moment, breathing heavily.
He pushes himself up once the numbness begins to wear off. "And that... is why I try to stay at the back." He mumbles wryly before looking at Felor. ""I owe you my thanks."28/57 HP
He pushes himself up once the numbness begins to wear off. "And that... is why I try to stay at the back." He mumbles wryly before looking at Felor. ""I owe you my thanks."
OOC:
If we have a minute or two, I've got three poultices I can apply for 4d6 healing each. I'll probably use one on myself; idk if anyone else would like one.Last edited November 12, 2019 3:29 am
Nov 12, 2019 6:55 pm
Something catches Zangua's eye.
About thirty feet up the mountainside and to the right, stone masonry frames a doorway. There's no footpath up to the doorway, and Zangua is certain it wasn't there before. He would have easily seen it as he was watching the doorman descend from higher up the slope.
About thirty feet up the mountainside and to the right, stone masonry frames a doorway. There's no footpath up to the doorway, and Zangua is certain it wasn't there before. He would have easily seen it as he was watching the doorman descend from higher up the slope.
Nov 12, 2019 7:03 pm
Zangua points out the odd discrepancy. "Maybe we try that door? Assuming we can make it up there. I got some rope, and this potion that's supposed to make someone lighter than air."
Nov 12, 2019 7:06 pm
The doorway is in a climbable, if inconvenient spot.
The doorman's body sinks further into its defeated crouch as black ichor continues to ooze from the stump of its neck.
The doorman's body sinks further into its defeated crouch as black ichor continues to ooze from the stump of its neck.
Nov 12, 2019 8:20 pm
Felor pokes at the body with his spear, interested to see if he can discern the nature of the creature.
Nature? Investigation? Is it from this plane or undead or what?
Nature? Investigation? Is it from this plane or undead or what?
Rolls
Nature - (1d20+4)
(8) + 4 = 12
Investigation - (1d20+1)
(11) + 1 = 12
Nov 12, 2019 11:13 pm
As a student of the numinous, Felor recognizes the extraplanar origins of the doorman. Its body does not react to the poke.
Nov 13, 2019 5:06 pm
"Wonderful to hear," says Zangua. "Think there are any more inside?"
He starts to climb up to the doorway to check it out.
He starts to climb up to the doorway to check it out.
Nov 13, 2019 6:32 pm
"Save this for later. I suspect we will need it." Mordred declines the poultice on offer.
Mordred nods ruefully. "Indeed, it is some kind of kin to me, or so it said in my thoughts. I tried to convince it that we would soon be freeing it by killing its master, but it noted that, in that case, its bond would belong to "the Six Who Rule Under Caltlikrath," which it seemed to consider a worse bargain."
Mordred follows closely behind Zangua up the ridge.
notinventedhere says:
"Hrm. This creature is not of our realm. Some manner of devil, perhaps?"Mordred follows closely behind Zangua up the ridge.
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Nov 13, 2019 8:15 pm
"Ah, most curious. I did wonder if it might be kin to those devils we heard about, the ones on the glacier. I suppose we should find out who its more recent master is. Or was." With that, Felor shoulders his shield and spear and follows the others up the cliff.
Nov 14, 2019 4:50 am
"Suit yourself." Leth says with a shrug and begins poulticing his wounds before following the rest of the party upward.
43/57 HP
43/57 HP
Last edited November 14, 2019 4:51 am
Rolls
Poultice - (4d6)
(4236) = 15
Nov 14, 2019 3:26 pm
"I have no sympathy for it," Domarc says, looking at the strange corpse, and following.
Nov 14, 2019 6:08 pm
With a little effort, Zangua ascends to the doorway. Peering inside, he sees a dark, rough-hewn corridor that widens about seven feet in.
Nov 14, 2019 8:55 pm
Mordred grins ruefully. "Just ask poor Vehzyen."
Rolls
Perception - (1d20)
(13) = 13
Nov 14, 2019 10:01 pm
Mordred climbs up alongside Zangua to take a look inside. The corridor extends about 50', then turns sharply to the left.
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