Jun 17, 2020 4:18 am
Chapter 1 - A Tale of Two Cities
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Jun 18, 2020 7:27 am
Welcome to Baldur’s Gate, a veritable nest of rats and vipers clinging to the rocky slopes overlooking the Chionthar River. From their high perches in the Upper City, the local nobles — known as patriars — gaze down with veiled contempt upon the common rabble in the grimy Lower City, which hugs the foggy harbor. The whole of Baldur’s Gate reeks of blood, crime, and opportunity. One can easily fathom why pirates and traders are drawn to this place like flies to a carcass.
Following the river farther east would eventually lead you to Elturel, capital of the holy land of Elturgard — or at least that was the case until a few days ago. The flood of refugees from Elturel has gotten worse since news first arrived that the city has fallen. Everyone is saying Baldur’s Gate is next, but no one truly knows who or what has claimed Elturel.
The patriars pay a mercenary army called the Flaming Fist to protect their interests in Baldur’s Gate, and by extension, the city itself. The Flaming Fist has gained even more power since their charismatic leader, Ulder Ravengard, claimed the title of Grand Duke a few years ago. Apparently, Ravengard is missing. In his absence, the Flaming Fist has sealed the city’s gates to staunch the flow of refugees. No one is allowed in or out.
All of this was brought to your attention shortly after you were drafted by the Flaming Fist to help defend the city. Your orders are to speak to Captain Zodge at the Basilisk Gate, which pierces the city’s eastern wall and takes its name from the various statues that rest in its niches and perch atop its battlements. Unseen beyond the sealed Basilisk Gate, a dirt road stretches through the Outer City slums to the bridge known as Wyrm’s Crossing, then to distant realms beyond.
Dozens of Flaming Fist soldiers are trying to control an angry mob of commoners eager to leave the city. Armed with only a vague description of Captain Zodge — a tall man with long black hair and a leather eye patch — it takes you awhile to find him. He’s shouting out orders to a group of soldiers who are trying to hold back a small mob of commoners.
"Oh good, you’re here, and just in time too." He looks each of you up and down, then back at the mob. "Listen, I know this is unorthodox, but I’m going to pull rank on you and officially commission you to assist my men in holding back this mob. The city has been shut down. Nobody in or out."
Suddenly, a man breaks through the line of soldiers and makes a run for the gate. "YOU MOTHERFUCKER! HEY!" He dives at the man, tackling him to the ground. This sparks further anger in the mob, and a fight breaks out between soldiers and commoners. The one-eyed captain binds the man on the ground, stands up, and dives into the fray, throwing punches.
Just another day in the City of Blood.
A little background music to set the stage.
OOC:
You've been tasked to back up the Captain and his men. Introduce your character, including appearance and how they respond in this situation.
Jun 18, 2020 8:18 am
Shargon has been a happy camper being basically forced to join, but it has suited her. She is incredibly tall and stands well over 6' tall. She has broad should showing off her strength. She is always looking down at people without much choice in the matter.
She wears no armor and generally like to use her greataxe, but right now would only further the problems with crowd. Still she can use the flat side of it like a club. Her silver/white hair is pulled back into a tight pony tail right now.
With quick strides she joyfully joins in the fray swinging her greataxe like a might club. She has tossed her quarterstaff that was in her hands to the ground as she approaches. Her eyes light up as she goes into full rage. She can't resist but to put people down. She is a wild animal now.
She wears no armor and generally like to use her greataxe, but right now would only further the problems with crowd. Still she can use the flat side of it like a club. Her silver/white hair is pulled back into a tight pony tail right now.
With quick strides she joyfully joins in the fray swinging her greataxe like a might club. She has tossed her quarterstaff that was in her hands to the ground as she approaches. Her eyes light up as she goes into full rage. She can't resist but to put people down. She is a wild animal now.
Jun 18, 2020 12:02 pm
Amnon is a tiefling with blueish skin. Dark, messy hair and a scar over his left eye. His size is on the smaller size and his build is slight. He looks hesitant at the mob of people, both because he's not exactly physically adept at hand-to-hand combat, but also because he's not exactly sure that these people are in the wrong. "Captain, why can't we let these people through? If they want to leave, why the hell do we need to keep them here!?".
As the commoners start to break through, he freezes, and tries to stand his ground. "Why did I get roped into this..."
As the commoners start to break through, he freezes, and tries to stand his ground. "Why did I get roped into this..."
Jun 18, 2020 4:13 pm
Sam just closed a case of a corrupt guardsman. To solve it she had joined the flaming fist, and was planning to leave it again, but then they sealed the city, and she was kind of stuck. And then the riots...
Since forever she knew how to manipulate light, and this time she would use it to her advantage. She had the Flaming Fist tunic on over her blue shift and scale mail. She picked up a club and enveloped it in a clear blue light, making it very visible, that she was armed, and capable of using at least some magic. With her white air blowing in the wind, her shield up, and a raised "magic" club, she was hoping for an intimidating sight.
Since forever she knew how to manipulate light, and this time she would use it to her advantage. She had the Flaming Fist tunic on over her blue shift and scale mail. She picked up a club and enveloped it in a clear blue light, making it very visible, that she was armed, and capable of using at least some magic. With her white air blowing in the wind, her shield up, and a raised "magic" club, she was hoping for an intimidating sight.
Rolls
intimidation - (1d20+1)
(3) + 1 = 4
Jun 18, 2020 5:10 pm
Another tiefling, tall for one of her race, with reddish-brown skin scans the scene with a look of bitter sadness. Her eyes, orbs of yellow, molten fire, look upon those she had been so graciously assigned to by her church, so that she could keep her vigilant watch over her brother, Amnon, as she shakes her head. She walks forward, her body clad in heavy chainmail with matching gauntlets and greaves. Her kite shield bore the mark of Ilmater, two white hands, bound by red cord, which matched the symbol hanging from her neck, swinging from side to side as she marches onward. She would look the pinnacle of divine wrath were it not for the two sharp, black horns that emerged from her head and curled behind her ears like a ram, or the barbed tail that twitched with irritation as she reached the captain.
She looks at him briefly, and then to her other companion, who appears to be of the same mind as she. This violence solved nothing, and the only way to ease these peoples' plight was to get their attention.
She takes a deep breath, drawing upon the magic she knew she had been born with. "That. Is. ENOUGH!" she shouts, her voice booming thanks to her devil's blood.
She looks at him briefly, and then to her other companion, who appears to be of the same mind as she. This violence solved nothing, and the only way to ease these peoples' plight was to get their attention.
She takes a deep breath, drawing upon the magic she knew she had been born with. "That. Is. ENOUGH!" she shouts, her voice booming thanks to her devil's blood.
OOC:
Gonna try to stop the fight once more, thanks to ThaumaturgyLast edited June 18, 2020 5:11 pm
Rolls
Intimidation - (1d20+2)
(16) + 2 = 18
Jun 18, 2020 7:59 pm
Capt. Zodge is up to his neck in commoner's. As one makes a swing at him, he dodges, grabs the man by the wrist, and snaps it backwards. A spray of blood spurts across the crowd as bone protrudes from the man's skin.
He looks up at Amnon, who seems to be hesitating. He shouts loudly, pointing at the crowd. "We'll have time for chitchat later! The Council has given me authority to draft those I deem a potential help to the cause." He turns just as a man with a dagger charges him. He grabs him by the forearm, then headbutts the man straight in the nose. The man falls backwards to the ground, blood pouring from his nose. Zodge then kicked forwards, directly into the man's face, knocking him unconscious. He turns back to Amnon. "Either help us, or we'll consider you a traitor and you'll end up with the rest of these rabble."
Meanwhile, Sam approaches one man (a dwarf with short scraggly black hair) with a glowing club, hoping to intimidate him. The man looks like he's either desperate or crazy, and charges at Sam, swinging at her and missing. Alongside her, Shargon uses the broadside of her greataxe like an enormous cricket bat, knocking people onto the ground with ease.
Finally, Harmony grows tired of this. She raises her shield high into the air, imbuing it with divine magic. "That. Is. ENOUGH!" Her voice booms, and a small concussive sound wave emanates from her.
A small hush falls in the area, and both sides of the conflict take stock of the situation. Zodge looks to Harmony, a mix of approval and disappointment on his face. He turns to his own men, the shouts again to the crowd. "I say again, the Council has decreed nobody in or out of Baldur's Gate until it is safe to do so." He motions his men, then to the dozen or so people who had been taken down in the scuffle. "Bind the traitors and lock them up." The Flaming Fists nod, and begin to shackle the commoners.
Zodge takes a rag from his pocket and wipes the blood from his brow. He adjusts his eye patch, then places the rag back in his pocket. He waves the four of you over to the side of the street, out of earshot of the crowd. "Thanks for that. Shit has gotten crazy around here lately. The Council of Four...well, Three of the Four, have been worried sick ever since word has come up of the fall of Elturel. Word is all that's left is a hole in the ground."
He looks up at Amnon, who seems to be hesitating. He shouts loudly, pointing at the crowd. "We'll have time for chitchat later! The Council has given me authority to draft those I deem a potential help to the cause." He turns just as a man with a dagger charges him. He grabs him by the forearm, then headbutts the man straight in the nose. The man falls backwards to the ground, blood pouring from his nose. Zodge then kicked forwards, directly into the man's face, knocking him unconscious. He turns back to Amnon. "Either help us, or we'll consider you a traitor and you'll end up with the rest of these rabble."
Meanwhile, Sam approaches one man (a dwarf with short scraggly black hair) with a glowing club, hoping to intimidate him. The man looks like he's either desperate or crazy, and charges at Sam, swinging at her and missing. Alongside her, Shargon uses the broadside of her greataxe like an enormous cricket bat, knocking people onto the ground with ease.
Finally, Harmony grows tired of this. She raises her shield high into the air, imbuing it with divine magic. "That. Is. ENOUGH!" Her voice booms, and a small concussive sound wave emanates from her.
A small hush falls in the area, and both sides of the conflict take stock of the situation. Zodge looks to Harmony, a mix of approval and disappointment on his face. He turns to his own men, the shouts again to the crowd. "I say again, the Council has decreed nobody in or out of Baldur's Gate until it is safe to do so." He motions his men, then to the dozen or so people who had been taken down in the scuffle. "Bind the traitors and lock them up." The Flaming Fists nod, and begin to shackle the commoners.
Zodge takes a rag from his pocket and wipes the blood from his brow. He adjusts his eye patch, then places the rag back in his pocket. He waves the four of you over to the side of the street, out of earshot of the crowd. "Thanks for that. Shit has gotten crazy around here lately. The Council of Four...well, Three of the Four, have been worried sick ever since word has come up of the fall of Elturel. Word is all that's left is a hole in the ground."
Jun 18, 2020 8:41 pm
Amnon shakily catches his breath, his sister had saved him again. Looking at the poor commoners getting arrested for doing nothing more than trying to save their lives, he turns his head away in disgust. "Three of the four? What about the last one?...and how does a whole city disappear!?"
Jun 18, 2020 10:31 pm
OOC:
Depending on how long you've been in Baldur's Gate, you would know that Baldur's Gate is ultimately ruled by the Council of Four: Grand Duke Ulder Ravengard, Duke Belynne Stelmane, Duke Dillard Portyr, and Duke Thalamra Vanthampur. Grand Duke Ulder Ravengard served like a rudder to the entire Council as a stabilizing force."The knights of Elturgard call themselves Hellriders. A few of them escaped the destruction and think we’re somehow to blame for Elturel’s downfall. What a bunch of self-righteous rabble-rousers! We’re arresting them on sight, but that’s left us shorthanded to deal with another problem. For that, I need your help."
Jun 19, 2020 12:10 am
Harmony tries to avoid looking at the poor souls being arrested by the Fist mercs. On any normal day, she would be exercising every right to help these struggling people. But that was not her duty today. Her brothers and sisters of the church knew of the troubles brewing. They would seek to provide.
Her head turns to the captain as he speaks. "What is the problem?" she asks, not liking the fact that he might be dancing around it. She preferred people to just speak their mind. It saved everyone a lot of trouble down the road.
Her head turns to the captain as he speaks. "What is the problem?" she asks, not liking the fact that he might be dancing around it. She preferred people to just speak their mind. It saved everyone a lot of trouble down the road.
Jun 19, 2020 3:27 am
Zodge smirks at Harmony. "I like this one." He lowers his voice a bit so only the four of you can hear.
"Baldur’s Gate has long been plagued by followers of the Dead Three — the gods Bane, Bhaal, and Myrkul. I thought we had wiped them out, but apparently not. These purveyors of fear and death are taking advantage of the current crisis to commit murder sprees throughout the city. As my appointed deputies in this matter, you’ll have license to kill these wretches on sight. Find their lair, and wipe it out. Eliminate anyone who gets in your way, and don’t worry about collateral damage. We have ways of dealing with messy situations." He nods at the crowd being "dealt with" and gives you a wink.
"If you do what I say, I’ll see that you each receive two hundred gold pieces in addition to my gratitude, which is worth considerably more.
"A few blocks from the Basilisk Gate is Elfsong Tavern. A spy named Tarina hangs out there, gathering rumors for the Guild. She owes me a favor, so tell her you work for me. Ask her what she knows about the Dead Three. And, for the love of Balduran, be nice. Tarina has dangerous friends." He stands back, arms folded. "Any questions?"
"Baldur’s Gate has long been plagued by followers of the Dead Three — the gods Bane, Bhaal, and Myrkul. I thought we had wiped them out, but apparently not. These purveyors of fear and death are taking advantage of the current crisis to commit murder sprees throughout the city. As my appointed deputies in this matter, you’ll have license to kill these wretches on sight. Find their lair, and wipe it out. Eliminate anyone who gets in your way, and don’t worry about collateral damage. We have ways of dealing with messy situations." He nods at the crowd being "dealt with" and gives you a wink.
"If you do what I say, I’ll see that you each receive two hundred gold pieces in addition to my gratitude, which is worth considerably more.
"A few blocks from the Basilisk Gate is Elfsong Tavern. A spy named Tarina hangs out there, gathering rumors for the Guild. She owes me a favor, so tell her you work for me. Ask her what she knows about the Dead Three. And, for the love of Balduran, be nice. Tarina has dangerous friends." He stands back, arms folded. "Any questions?"
Jun 19, 2020 4:36 am
Shargon is trying hard to control her breathing as she wipes the spittle from her lips as she was already becoming a slobbering mess as she had into full rage. The redness of has vanished from her face as well. She works hard to shake the animal impulses from her arms and the want to strike at something. She has already cause several to probably see doctors from her slamming attacks.
Shargon stood there listening as she cooled off. She is short in words, Tarina it is. She retrieves her quarterstaff as she has put away her greataxe.
Shargon stood there listening as she cooled off. She is short in words, Tarina it is. She retrieves her quarterstaff as she has put away her greataxe.
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Jun 19, 2020 7:59 am
Amnon cheers up a little bit at the sound of a covert meeting in a tavern, this is much more his speed. It's almost enough to make him not think about the disturbing reference to collateral damage and the arrest of commoners.
OOC:
Would I know Tarina with my Criminal Contact/Criminal Connections feats?Jun 19, 2020 8:33 am
So we are going to the Elfsong Tavern. There we will find Tarina... as a waitress or just part of the crowd?
Tarina can point us in direction of followers of the Dead Three, followers that should be dead as well.
She shutters, blind fanatics are the worst. Being Tyr or Ball those who can't think for themself just ask to be manipulated.
That sounds pretty simple. Even simpler without Flaming Fist garb. Sam removes the Flaming Fist tabard she was wearing doing the scuffle.
Tarina can point us in direction of followers of the Dead Three, followers that should be dead as well.
She shutters, blind fanatics are the worst. Being Tyr or Ball those who can't think for themself just ask to be manipulated.
That sounds pretty simple. Even simpler without Flaming Fist garb. Sam removes the Flaming Fist tabard she was wearing doing the scuffle.
Jun 19, 2020 1:51 pm
Harmony looks around at hose gathered with her. The instructions were clear, but, while she had no love for the cult-like churches of the dead three, it would be difficult for her to slaughter them in cold blood. Thankfully, she realizes, they will likely give her every opportunity to justify putting an end to them.
She looks at the others, and, if they seem ready and able, leads them to the Elfsong Tavern.
She looks at the others, and, if they seem ready and able, leads them to the Elfsong Tavern.
Jun 19, 2020 5:37 pm
You make your way to the Elfsong Tavern, which most of you are aware of. Anyone who has spent any time in Baldur's Gate knows that even though taverns seem safe at first glance, they are actually one of the most dangerous places in the city, full of alcohol, tempting coin, and unscrupulous people. Customers are expected to look after themselves when fights break out, and one shouldn’t expect any help or sympathy from the Flaming Fist. Tavern murders are common, and usually end with the poor victim being dragged away and either left in an alley (to be picked clean by urchins, then eaten by rats) or tossed in the harbor.
You enter the Elfsong Tavern as the sun sits high in the mid-afternoon sky. Immediately as you enter, you notice two bouncers near the door: one is a female half-ogre, and the other appears to be a magically animated suit of armor. They eye you up and down as you enter, but don't stop you. Inside, an elderly half-elf man sits behind the bar while two younger men run food and drink to dozen or so patrons inside. Along the right side of the bar is a sofa, with a large chest containing some games for patrons to use.
The elderly half-elf sees you enter, nods at you, and says "Good afternoon! In for a little shelter from the storm?" The weather today is fairly sunny, so you figure he must be referring to the chaos that seems to be filling the streets.
You enter the Elfsong Tavern as the sun sits high in the mid-afternoon sky. Immediately as you enter, you notice two bouncers near the door: one is a female half-ogre, and the other appears to be a magically animated suit of armor. They eye you up and down as you enter, but don't stop you. Inside, an elderly half-elf man sits behind the bar while two younger men run food and drink to dozen or so patrons inside. Along the right side of the bar is a sofa, with a large chest containing some games for patrons to use.
The elderly half-elf sees you enter, nods at you, and says "Good afternoon! In for a little shelter from the storm?" The weather today is fairly sunny, so you figure he must be referring to the chaos that seems to be filling the streets.
Jun 19, 2020 5:39 pm
Sassafras says:
Amnon cheers up a little bit at the sound of a covert meeting in a tavern, this is much more his speed. It's almost enough to make him not think about the disturbing reference to collateral damage and the arrest of commoners. OOC:
Would I know Tarina with my Criminal Contact/Criminal Connections feats?OOC:
You've probably heard of her, but haven't had any direct dealings with her. She's known to be morally grey at best.Jun 19, 2020 5:43 pm
Harmony looks to her companions to speak. She could be coy and shifty when the need arose, but she wondered if the others were better served for this interaction.
Especially her brother, who seemed at ease with such folk.
Especially her brother, who seemed at ease with such folk.
Jun 19, 2020 5:57 pm
Sam walks up to the innkeeper, this is not the first time she has spoken with men like him.
Goodevening good innkeeper. Can I ask you some questions? I am looking for a woman with the name of Tarina
Goodevening good innkeeper. Can I ask you some questions? I am looking for a woman with the name of Tarina
[ +- ] Feature: Can I ask you some questions?
You’re a detective, investigation is what you do. Innocent people are typically more willing to talk to you when it pertains to the administration of justice, and high ranking servants of the law may come to you for help more often.
Jun 19, 2020 6:49 pm
"The name's Alan Alyth, and I'm the owner and proprietor of this here Elfsong Tavern."
He looks at Sam, and sighs at your question. "Tarina. She's around here somewhere." He looks at the rest of the group, raises his eyebrow a bit, and his face gets a little sour as he waves a bony finger at you. "You're not here to cause any trouble are you? I just finished repairing replacing the front windows."
He looks at Sam, and sighs at your question. "Tarina. She's around here somewhere." He looks at the rest of the group, raises his eyebrow a bit, and his face gets a little sour as he waves a bony finger at you. "You're not here to cause any trouble are you? I just finished repairing replacing the front windows."
Jun 19, 2020 7:01 pm
The closer to the inn that Amnon gets, the more his mood improves and when he enters the inn he's downright cheery. Before he gets a chance to speak to the innkeeper, Samantha introduces herself and start to question him. Instead he takes a look around the inn to get a better read of the clientele
Rolls
Perception check - (1d20+2)
(12) + 2 = 14
Jun 19, 2020 7:16 pm
Shargon feels no guilt. She knows the place. She only responds with Others started it. This doesn't at all slow or stop her from coming in. She looks over a table to commandeer. And will promptly take a chair there with her quarter staff leaning on the table next to her. She is taking an isolated moment.
It is no trouble spotting Shargon as she stands so tall over everyone except perhaps the half ogre. She is a mountain of a person. Have others stare at her doesn't bother her too much. She is well used to it tends to promptly ignore them except on her bad days. She well known to be rather violent.
It is no trouble spotting Shargon as she stands so tall over everyone except perhaps the half ogre. She is a mountain of a person. Have others stare at her doesn't bother her too much. She is well used to it tends to promptly ignore them except on her bad days. She well known to be rather violent.
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Jun 19, 2020 9:36 pm
Amnon - Most of the people around here seem like common folk from the city. It's common knowledge that you never enter a tavern without a weapon, so everyone has some sort of sword or dagger at the very least. One smelly looking dwarf is passed out in the corner. This all seems like pretty standard tavern faire.
Jun 20, 2020 7:01 am
Thank you master Alyth, and no trouble intended. She looks at the crowd and starts her search for Tarina
Jun 20, 2020 6:28 pm
Amnon sidles up to the bar and smiles at the barkeep, "Hello my friend, Alan was it? What exactly does Tarina look like? We were told she'd be looking for us, but the fella that told us that didn't bother describing her to us...rude, I know..."
Rolls
Persuasion Check - (1d20+3)
(18) + 3 = 21
Jun 21, 2020 3:29 am
"Sound about right. Good for nothing, if you ask me." He looks around the room for a moment, then says, "Likely upstairs in the dining room, actually. She's got dark curly hair, usually done up the top. Black cloak like you bandit-types like to wear."
He turns around and places a glass he's been cleaning back on the shelf, then turns around again and faces you. "Can I get you anything while you're here?"
He turns around and places a glass he's been cleaning back on the shelf, then turns around again and faces you. "Can I get you anything while you're here?"
Jun 21, 2020 4:53 am
Shargon was already getting up from a moment to hear the last of the conversation as she was going get something to dine on. She asks Alan, Do you order what to eat here or upstairs? Either way I like a mug of ale.
Jun 21, 2020 9:49 am
Amnon grins, "Thank you my man! What do you recommend? Food and drink would be lovely". Amnon is dying to get a drink and wash the horror from earlier in the evening away.
Jun 21, 2020 5:42 pm
Harmony stands silently with her brother as he speaks, but once he finds the likely location for their quarry, decides to go and find her. She would abstain from any food or drink from this place. She didn't really care much for alcohol anyway, and she didn't trust the safety of anything that wasn't alcohol unless she procured it herself.
She keeps her eyes peeled for anyone that might fit the description they had gotten, even before she makes it to the upstairs dining room.
She keeps her eyes peeled for anyone that might fit the description they had gotten, even before she makes it to the upstairs dining room.
Rolls
Perception - (1d20+6)
(17) + 6 = 23
Jun 22, 2020 5:04 pm
Alan smiles and jots down your orders, then motions you to the stairs. "I'll have one of the boys bring it up to you in a few minutes. Feel free to head upstairs. I only ask you stick to the main area unless you're looking for a room. We have a couple beds open still."
As Harmony begins to make her way towards the stairwell, a soft, disembodied Elven voice begins to sing throughout Elfsong Tavern. As you make your way upstairs, the stairwell opens up into a large windowless room. Lit lanterns hang from the rafters, and rugs cover the wooden floor and help dampen the noise from drunken patrons gathered around two large tables, eating and playing games of Baldur’s Bones. At the end of one of the tables, sitting by herself, is a woman who fits the description given earlier.
As Harmony begins to make her way towards the stairwell, a soft, disembodied Elven voice begins to sing throughout Elfsong Tavern. As you make your way upstairs, the stairwell opens up into a large windowless room. Lit lanterns hang from the rafters, and rugs cover the wooden floor and help dampen the noise from drunken patrons gathered around two large tables, eating and playing games of Baldur’s Bones. At the end of one of the tables, sitting by herself, is a woman who fits the description given earlier.
Jun 22, 2020 7:50 pm
Amnon, drink in hand pushes his way past his sister, "Sorry sis, allow me...". He strides up confidently to the woman, pulls up a chair and sits down. "Good evening, or at least it is now, name’s Amnon. You wouldn’t have to be Tarina would you? The captain sent us", he winks at her.
Rolls
Persuasion check - (1d20+3)
(12) + 3 = 15
Jun 23, 2020 4:43 am
Shargon is a large shadow behind Amnon with a drink in her hands. She appears rather attentive to what is going on.
Jun 23, 2020 11:31 am
Harmony shakes her head as her brother barrels past her. Anything for a chance to speak with the opposite sex, she guesses. She walks over as casually as her bulky armor allows and takes a seat as well.
Jun 23, 2020 1:06 pm
Seeing that Amnon might have made contact with their contact, Sam checks the crowd. Is there anyone who reacts to their interaction, some who would cause problems.
Rolls
Perception - (1d20+3)
(17) + 3 = 20
Jun 23, 2020 3:32 pm
Tarina looks up at Amnon. "The Captain doesn't even do his own rendevous with his recon anymore eh? Figures. With the Grand Duke gone, that asshat is all over the place." She doesn't seem particularly impressed or unimpressed with Amnon, and she reclines in her seat.
She looks to Shargon, Harmony, and Sam, then smiles. "Let me guess. Zodge is drafting adventurers to do his dirtywork?"
Sam - there is a group of ruffians playing Baldur's Bones at the other table, who all seem fairly invested. One of them, a particularly greasy looking halfling, sees you looking over the group and winks at you, licking his lips.
She looks to Shargon, Harmony, and Sam, then smiles. "Let me guess. Zodge is drafting adventurers to do his dirtywork?"
Sam - there is a group of ruffians playing Baldur's Bones at the other table, who all seem fairly invested. One of them, a particularly greasy looking halfling, sees you looking over the group and winks at you, licking his lips.
Jun 23, 2020 7:31 pm
Sam smiles at the halfling, takes a deep breath raising... "the girls", but then her eyes glows for a second. Her interest in the halfling is gone and he knows that she is not some mear girl. Sam has a way with light, she can do more with the light than the other assimar she meet, could do. 
[ +- ] eyes
OOC:
She has the Magic Initiate (Warlock) feat, and the cantrips she as acces to, is light related. [ +- ] At higher levels she will get into captain marvel glow
Jun 23, 2020 11:20 pm
OOC:
Sam, do you want to make either a Persuasion/Flirt or an Intimidation check? Just want to clarify what you're going for here. :)Jun 25, 2020 12:53 am
The halfling raises his eyebrows, momentarily surprised by your display. He's not scared, but he gets the basic message, and looks away.
Tarina laughs out loud. "Hey Pudge, I think this girl is out of your league." She looks at you, Sam. "Don't mind him. He's a piece of shit." She leans forward. "So, what did Zodge send you lot to ask me about?"
Tarina laughs out loud. "Hey Pudge, I think this girl is out of your league." She looks at you, Sam. "Don't mind him. He's a piece of shit." She leans forward. "So, what did Zodge send you lot to ask me about?"
Jun 25, 2020 6:54 am
Amnon leans in, "He wanted to know what YOU know about someone called ‘The Dead Three’ and those that might follow them?"
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Jun 25, 2020 7:29 pm
Tarina smirks, and motions to the rest of you to sit. "He's got you on the Dead Three? Wow, lucky you.
"The Dead Three are a trio of demigods who combined forces to create their own cult. If something crazy and demonic goes down in the city, you can bet your ass the Dead Three is either directly or indirectly involved. You've got Bane, god of tyranny who wants to rule the world, Bhaal, god of murder who loves killing and generally causing fear, and finally Myrkul, who calls himself the Lord of Bones. He likes undead and zombies and shit."
As she is talking, you can hear some shouting coming from downstairs. Tarina stops talking for a moment, looks over at the stairwell nervously, then smiles and continues.
"Anyways, Zodge had me looking into where the cult had set up shop, and I think I found it."
A deep bass voice can be heard at the bottom of the stairs, followed by several others, and the clashing of dishware.
Tarina looks at you nervously. "Here's the deal...some old shipmates of mine didn't exactly leave on great terms, and I think they tracked me down here. If you get me out of here and I'll tell you everything I know."
"The Dead Three are a trio of demigods who combined forces to create their own cult. If something crazy and demonic goes down in the city, you can bet your ass the Dead Three is either directly or indirectly involved. You've got Bane, god of tyranny who wants to rule the world, Bhaal, god of murder who loves killing and generally causing fear, and finally Myrkul, who calls himself the Lord of Bones. He likes undead and zombies and shit."
As she is talking, you can hear some shouting coming from downstairs. Tarina stops talking for a moment, looks over at the stairwell nervously, then smiles and continues.
"Anyways, Zodge had me looking into where the cult had set up shop, and I think I found it."
A deep bass voice can be heard at the bottom of the stairs, followed by several others, and the clashing of dishware.
Tarina looks at you nervously. "Here's the deal...some old shipmates of mine didn't exactly leave on great terms, and I think they tracked me down here. If you get me out of here and I'll tell you everything I know."
Jun 25, 2020 7:47 pm
Shargon who really didn't sit down. Sets her quarterstaff aside and takes out her greataxe. She strides over to the top of the staircase to see what is happening. She says as she moves, Find out what is happening.
Jun 25, 2020 7:47 pm
Sam moves to sit next to Tarina. We are going to change your look, now sit still. Shargon I am going to need your cloak.
Sam makes quick work, adding a scar, placing some bread inside Tarinas cheeks, adding makeup to alter her facial structure. Mixing available clothing and ordering Tarina to tie in her breasts, the person in front of them no longer looks like Tarina, but someone else.
Time to leave
Sam makes quick work, adding a scar, placing some bread inside Tarinas cheeks, adding makeup to alter her facial structure. Mixing available clothing and ordering Tarina to tie in her breasts, the person in front of them no longer looks like Tarina, but someone else.
Time to leave
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Rolls
Disguise kit - (1d20+3)
(19) + 3 = 22
Jun 25, 2020 7:50 pm
Shargon turns and tosses her cloak to Sam before completing her task of checking out the stair case.
Jun 25, 2020 9:01 pm
Amnon marvels at the work that Sam is doing, in no time he makes Tarina into a completely unrecognisable person. "Wow, that's almost magic, beautiful and skilled...", he chuckles to himself and then follows Shargon, but at a distance so as to not indicate that he might be with her. All the better for a sneak attack if need be.
Jun 25, 2020 9:17 pm
Harmony sticks close to the newly disguised Tarina. She wasn't much for stealth of disguises, but she new how to keep people safe. She does try to seem inconspicuous, though. No sense in making her a bigger target, just a safer one.
Jun 25, 2020 9:34 pm
OOC:
Xanathar's Guide states it takes 10 minutes to use the kit. You can either take the full 10 minutes, or you can take a -5 penalty to the Disguise Kit check to the rush job, bringing it to a 17. If one of them is suspicious, they may make an Investigation check to see if something is amiss.Jun 25, 2020 10:15 pm
Shargon wonders who among those downstairs are going to dear come up as she looms there. Probably be some newcomers to the place. She is almost sobering for combat being the violent type of person she is.
Jun 25, 2020 10:57 pm
Here's a look at the room, btw. The room is surrounded with doors, all of which are currently closed. There are also some other people at the other table although they aren't pictured. If combat breaks out up here I'll put them in.
Jun 26, 2020 7:50 am
Mr.Armitage says:
OOC:
Xanathar's Guide states it takes 10 minutes to use the kit. You can either take the full 10 minutes, or you can take a -5 penalty to the Disguise Kit check to the rush job, bringing it to a 17. If one of them is suspicious, they may make an Investigation check to see if something is amiss.OOC:
I described it as a rushjob, and I stand by it :)Jun 26, 2020 6:07 pm
Shargon - You look down the stairs and can see several men dressed in what you can only assume is pirate garb. They're tattooed and dirty. You can't tell how many of them there are, but there are at least 4 in your vision, and you can hear more. The noise from the commotion they seem to be making leads you to believe they're all here looking for someone.
Tarina adjusts the cloak, looking around the room. "Fuck, any ideas? I'm kind of freaking out right now."
Tarina adjusts the cloak, looking around the room. "Fuck, any ideas? I'm kind of freaking out right now."
Rolls
Perception Check for Shargon - (1d20+3)
(8) + 3 = 11
Jun 26, 2020 6:28 pm
Shargon says back to the party, I see 4 or more coming our way. We may need another way out. Window?
Jun 26, 2020 7:02 pm
Harmony looks around for viable escape routes... including windows.
Rolls
Perception - (1d20+6)
(8) + 6 = 14
Jun 26, 2020 7:48 pm
Amnon looks around, "Let's just be cool, Sam did a pretty good job with the disguise...at least with the time taken into consideration...let's just see if they buy it.", Amnon sits at a table a short distance away. Looking at the rest of the party's faces he apologetically waves his hands in front of him, "Oh...I'm better when I can go for the sneak attack, don't worry I'm with you if shit goes down"
Jun 26, 2020 9:31 pm
Harmony - the room has three doors to the north, one to the west, two to the south, and one next to the stairwell near where Shargon is standing. No windows. (see the map posted above)
Jun 29, 2020 8:06 pm
Shargon - The angry voices begin approaching the stairwell, and several of them begin marching up the stairs loudly. One man with a cataract-clouded right eye, seemingly in charge, leads the pack and reaches the top of the stairs, looks at you, then to the rest of the room. "Hey there, any of you lot seen a girl 'round here goes by Tarina?" Behind him, you can now see a total of 4 others following him, although it sounds like there may be more remaining downstairs.
Jun 30, 2020 3:47 am
Shargon feeling slightly annoyed, Aint no girl I know of called Tarina here. What is it to you? Worth a drink or two? She takes a step or two down the steps toward the man with her great axe handy. She isn't about to let any pass her with her bidding it.
Jun 30, 2020 12:33 pm
Sam says with a teasing tone to Shargon Hey, how about that fishmonger you fancy, isn't she called Tarina? Sam laughs at her own joke, mostly to disarm the situation and change the focus to her and Shargon instead of the disguised girl at the table.
Jul 1, 2020 8:59 pm
The leader of the thugs looks Shargon up and down, then takes another step closer (another couple steps and he'll be able to look out into the room upstairs). "If a drink'll get you all warmed up, that sounds lovely." He turns his head back and yells to the barkeep. "A couple ale up here for the lady with the axe!" He grins and smiles. "Now, your friend there says you know somebody we're looking for. We're just looking to chat."
Jul 1, 2020 9:25 pm
Shargon gives an off chuckle, I know a fishmonger called Tarina, but she is no where near here unless you fancy traveling long ways for a chat.
See this man might be a good one for drinking, Feeling friendly she takes a step or three to meet up with him. She shoves her axe into his hands and chest to hold forcively, I drink at the bar. She doesn't care what the other do as she is attempting to lead/pull him down to the bar for Ale. This is no deception. She really does want to take to the bar for drinks. She just has a rather forceful nature about her.
See this man might be a good one for drinking, Feeling friendly she takes a step or three to meet up with him. She shoves her axe into his hands and chest to hold forcively, I drink at the bar. She doesn't care what the other do as she is attempting to lead/pull him down to the bar for Ale. This is no deception. She really does want to take to the bar for drinks. She just has a rather forceful nature about her.
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Rolls
Intimidation - (1d20+3)
(14) + 3 = 17
Jul 1, 2020 9:32 pm
The man grins widely, intimidated for sure, but you get the sense that he may be into that kind of thing. He motions his men to go back down the stairs. "You know...sure. You and I, eh? Let's have ourselves a drink." He turns to his men and you reach the bottom of the stairs. "Head up there and take a look around."
Jul 1, 2020 9:38 pm
Ever so tall Shargon may be busy for a while or more. She likes a man she can bully a bit and takes it well. She will chat about times and find out more about him as he appears to be a leader among men. And she does like Ale too. And if they are lucky there will not be a bar fight. She likes to close up an evening well. Hopefully someone will get her quarterstaff she left upstairs.
And if someone has a lute, well she can play and lowers the chances of a bar fight.
And if someone has a lute, well she can play and lowers the chances of a bar fight.
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Jul 1, 2020 10:29 pm
Shargon - He sits down with you, sliding you an ale. "So, you from round here?" He slurps his ale loudly, keeping an eye on his men who are now heading up the stairs.
Upstairs, three men move upstairs, entering the room and begin look around. They scan the room, then begin walking toward the rest of you, along with Tarina in disguise. "You lot seen a dame named Tarina?"
Upstairs, three men move upstairs, entering the room and begin look around. They scan the room, then begin walking toward the rest of you, along with Tarina in disguise. "You lot seen a dame named Tarina?"
Rolls
Perception
Jul 1, 2020 11:19 pm
Shargon downs her first ale fast. Always good to get the edge off before a good fight. Been around. Seems a relative place. How is it that you get to be in charge? She is curious about him. She semi forcefully put her hand on his shoulder. Nice and strong. Can you handle axe like mine?
Jul 2, 2020 12:11 am
Harmony purses her lips with mild disappointment when Shargon heads downstairs. The plan was a good one, and, in the least, got the leader out of their hair, but there was still the problem of the lackeys. She shakes her head as they approach their group.
"We have not." she tells them impatiently. "And if you don't mind, my friends and I were just getting ready to leave."
She attempts to lead the lot of them past the group and down the stairs.
"We have not." she tells them impatiently. "And if you don't mind, my friends and I were just getting ready to leave."
She attempts to lead the lot of them past the group and down the stairs.
Rolls
Persuasion (Or if Intimifate, change to +2) - (1d20+4)
(16) + 4 = 20
Jul 2, 2020 5:44 pm
The man looks at you, scans over the rest of you, including Tarina, and then nods. "Sorry Sister, just looking to settle a score, y’know?" He smiles, nods, and walks over to the rooms to search them.
He knocks on one of the doors that is locked, it opens slightly, and he stumbles back as a beastial screech emanates the room. "Good Gods! Sorry ma’am just looking for someone. Must be mistaken." The door slams shut.
You realize if you’re going to leave, now is the perfect time.
He knocks on one of the doors that is locked, it opens slightly, and he stumbles back as a beastial screech emanates the room. "Good Gods! Sorry ma’am just looking for someone. Must be mistaken." The door slams shut.
You realize if you’re going to leave, now is the perfect time.
Rolls
Secret Roll
Jul 2, 2020 7:20 pm
Without looking at the others, Amnon gets up and walks downstairs. He hopes the rest will get the hint that they ought to leave
Jul 2, 2020 8:24 pm
Sam leads Tarina out, so Amnon is in front, and Sam in the end of their little group. They are leaving, but still hiding her as best as they can.
Jul 2, 2020 9:54 pm
Shargon - He smiles at you, wafting his breath in your direction. "You wanna know why they call me Dead Eye?" He stares at you while grinning, a clouded cataract in his right eye. He looks down at the axe. "I could definitely swing something like this. You'd definitely be impressed."The four of you make it downstairs, passing Shargon and Dead Eye at the bar. You continue pressing towards the door, when Dead Eye shouts out. "Hey hang on, where you goin'? You said you'd tell us where Tarina is." He looks back and forth to the group, waiting for an answer.
OOC:
Perception Check rolled for the head pirate, at disadvantage bc Shargon was distracting him.Rolls
Perception Check @ DISADV - (1d20, 1d20)
1d20 : (16) = 16
1d20 : (17) = 17
Insight
Jul 2, 2020 10:34 pm
Shargon smiles and takes her hand and forcible moves his head to face her eyes to his eyes. I can tell you about that fishmonger later. Seems Shargon cares to capture all his attention. And we can see how well you handle ... the axe.
Jul 3, 2020 1:08 am
Persausion for sure. And it appears she is rather persuasive... (In her own way). She is getting good at this.. :)
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Rolls
Persausion - (1d20+1)
(16) + 1 = 17
Jul 3, 2020 1:37 am
Dead Eye looks at you, Shargon, then grins widely, having seemingly been completely distracted by your feminine wiles. He moves back to the bar, leaving the rest of you open to leave.
Rolls
Secret Roll
Secret Roll
Secret Roll
Jul 3, 2020 1:44 am
Harmony makes sure the opportunity is not wasted, and hastens the others out of the door.
Jul 3, 2020 6:45 am
Amnon chuckles as they leave the tavern before addressing Tarina, "Easy peasy! Any idea where to go and continue this conversation?"
Jul 3, 2020 7:12 am
There is a bakery, with a small corner stall, not that fare from here. They have lovely buns. Of if it is privacy we want, then the graveyard is mostly unpopulated by living beings.
She looks at Tarina. Do you have any suggestions?
She looks at Tarina. Do you have any suggestions?
Jul 3, 2020 7:16 am
Shargon - You watch your new friends leave the bar, and you are watching as Dead Eye polishes off his drink.
Everyone Else - Tarina laughs to herself as you round the corner out of sight. "Holy shit, I can't believe that worked." She seems relieved to be out of there. "I...uh...buns sound good. I mean, wait...sure graveyard. But, what about your friend?"
Everyone Else - Tarina laughs to herself as you round the corner out of sight. "Holy shit, I can't believe that worked." She seems relieved to be out of there. "I...uh...buns sound good. I mean, wait...sure graveyard. But, what about your friend?"
Jul 3, 2020 10:32 am
Amnon stops, "You're probably right...I mean unless she was being serious about bedding that dude...maybe we should stay back out of sight for a minute and see if she comes...no pun intended"
Jul 6, 2020 3:37 pm
Shargon - Dead Eye sits back down with you at the bar. "Two more for me and my new friend here."
Soon, a couple of the men from upstairs come back down, looking a bit nervous. "No sign of her boss."
Dead Eye glowers. "She's gotta be around this neighborhood somewhere. She always hangs out in this ridiculous place." He takes his drink, quickly chugs half of it, and wipes his mouth sloppily with his sleeve. "Back to searching, boys, I've got a friend here who says she might know where she is."
One of them pipes up. "There was one of them fishfolk, what'dya call em? Sahuagin? In one of the rooms. Nearly caused poor Aiken to piss 'im self."
Dead Eye laughs loud enough for half the tavern to hear him. "Of course there is! What a ridiculous shit town this is." He turns back to you, Shargon. "Listen, milady, if we can cut to the part of this where I take you upstairs, we show each other a good time, and then you explain where Tarina is while we hold each other in the beautiful afterglow, I'd be appreciative. As you can see, I've got important business to attend to."
Soon, a couple of the men from upstairs come back down, looking a bit nervous. "No sign of her boss."
Dead Eye glowers. "She's gotta be around this neighborhood somewhere. She always hangs out in this ridiculous place." He takes his drink, quickly chugs half of it, and wipes his mouth sloppily with his sleeve. "Back to searching, boys, I've got a friend here who says she might know where she is."
One of them pipes up. "There was one of them fishfolk, what'dya call em? Sahuagin? In one of the rooms. Nearly caused poor Aiken to piss 'im self."
Dead Eye laughs loud enough for half the tavern to hear him. "Of course there is! What a ridiculous shit town this is." He turns back to you, Shargon. "Listen, milady, if we can cut to the part of this where I take you upstairs, we show each other a good time, and then you explain where Tarina is while we hold each other in the beautiful afterglow, I'd be appreciative. As you can see, I've got important business to attend to."
Jul 6, 2020 6:34 pm
Obviously Shargon does take loosing control well. Well perhaps we should start this again another time. You are so busy. I see. My tale of a fishmonger surely isn't of major interest. She eyes the others. I'm always around and not to hard to find. She takes her leave to catch up with the party.
Jul 6, 2020 8:39 pm
The look on his face changes into one of confusion. "No no no. I mean, I'm totally into you. I'm just saying I'm excited to get to know you." Your nostrils are filled with the scent of his halitosis right as he places his hand on your knee. You get the sense he's definitely looking to "seal the deal" with you.
Jul 6, 2020 9:47 pm
Sassafras says:
Amnon stops, "You're probably right...I mean unless she was being serious about bedding that dude...maybe we should stay back out of sight for a minute and see if she comes...no pun intended"Jul 7, 2020 2:58 am
Shargon pauses as she breaks away showing how much she didn't like the situation, but still interested in him. We WILL finish this thought another time. She makes sure she secures a spot in his mind before she takes off.
Jul 7, 2020 3:23 am
Persuasion check. The dice lord favors me.
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Rolls
Persuasion check - (1d20+1)
(20) + 1 = 21
Jul 7, 2020 4:31 am
OOC:
When the barbarian dodges combat by seducing the boss. Hahaha. So good. Without a word, you leave the tavern, and briefly see your friends a ways off waiting for you to emerge.
Jul 7, 2020 5:58 am
She rushes off to the party, but there is twang of loss...She doesn't tend to match up with very many people.
She waves as she catches up as she knows they have lost pursuit. We should be clear now. she says as she comes to them.
She hopes someone is carrying her quarterstaff so she doesn't have to go back to get it or make a new one. She has put away her axe already on the way out of the building.
She waves as she catches up as she knows they have lost pursuit. We should be clear now. she says as she comes to them.
She hopes someone is carrying her quarterstaff so she doesn't have to go back to get it or make a new one. She has put away her axe already on the way out of the building.
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Jul 7, 2020 12:26 pm
OOC:
Haha, pure magic. Did we remember to take her quartestaff? Or do we just assume that we did?Jul 7, 2020 2:03 pm
They are all waiting for Shargon some way away. Tarina is faking a limp and walking with the help of Shargon quarterstaff.
Jul 7, 2020 3:05 pm
She smiles Just a matter I will attend to later. She regains her quarterstaff. Happy not to have to replace it. Seems favors it for some odd reason. Best we get a move on. She appears eager to extend her legs.
Jul 7, 2020 5:02 pm
OOC:
So...you dodged the only level 1 combat encounter in the module. Haha. Welcome to Level 2? :)"Okay, so the Dead Three...I've been doing alot of work to figure out what the hell they're up to. I've tracked their activities down to a bathhouse several blocks northwest of here." She looks at each of you. "You've got to understand. I'm not exactly an altar boy myself, but these people are literal devil worshippers. They don't fuck around."
Jul 7, 2020 6:17 pm
I'm not a poster boy for Tyr, my self, but devil worshippers have no home in my city. How do we get rid of them?
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done leveling upJul 7, 2020 7:49 pm
"If I'm not mistaken, the bathhouse may be the entrance to their headquarters. I'm not entirely sure. I can take you there."
OOC:
Anything you want to do before going there?Jul 8, 2020 3:28 pm
Mr.Armitage says:
OOC:
Anything you want to do before going there?OOC:
I'm ready to goJul 8, 2020 10:24 pm
By this point, the sun has started to set on Baldur's Gate, and as you make your way through the streets, you notice lamplighters emerging. Tarina leads you through the streets, and eventually she stops.
"That's it right there."
The bathhouse is a one-story stuccoed building with stained-glass windows and clay roof tiles. Ten-foot-tall walls enclose a large courtyard outside the southeast corner of the building. The closed wooden doors to the courtyard are engraved with images of smiling nymphs dancing and frolicking in water.
"That's it right there."
The bathhouse is a one-story stuccoed building with stained-glass windows and clay roof tiles. Ten-foot-tall walls enclose a large courtyard outside the southeast corner of the building. The closed wooden doors to the courtyard are engraved with images of smiling nymphs dancing and frolicking in water.
Jul 10, 2020 12:04 am
Tarina looks at the four of you, then at the bathhouse. "So...listen...I don't really do fights well. You don't need me here, do you?"
Jul 10, 2020 12:07 am
Shargon says to her realizing she is probably be more of a hindrance, How about we meet back up at the inn? That work for you?
Shargon is already getting keyed up for the fight. She is more then ready for combat. And no doubt wanting it.
Shargon is already getting keyed up for the fight. She is more then ready for combat. And no doubt wanting it.
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Jul 10, 2020 12:31 am
She looks at you for a moment. "Umm...how about I'll let Zodge know how to get a hold of me if you need me. No way I'm heading back to that inn until Dead Eye is out of town."
She turns down the street, then looks back at you. "Thanks again...good luck."
She turns down the street, then looks back at you. "Thanks again...good luck."
Jul 10, 2020 3:25 am
That works. Keep safe. Shargon turns back to doing what they are planning to do.
Jul 10, 2020 6:42 am
OOC:
You stand approximately 60’ to the east of the wall of the bathhouse. There is a double doorway in the wall on the south end. What would you like to do?Jul 10, 2020 8:39 am
Sam gives the situation a quick analysis.
What do you say? Go in to take a bath, see where it heads? Have one cover the back, and join us when or if the rumble starts?
What do you say? Go in to take a bath, see where it heads? Have one cover the back, and join us when or if the rumble starts?
Jul 10, 2020 11:46 am
Shargon just says Front Door works fine. as she is holding her quarterstaff handy.
Jul 10, 2020 1:31 pm
"A forward approach might be best, but we should keep in mind that the true evils may be hiding from us, should we enter so brazenly." Harmony tells them, ready to take point and lead them into the belly of the beast. She looks to her brother briefly, "I expect you will keep your eyes peeled."
Jul 10, 2020 3:48 pm
Should they be hiding, I could reveal my heritage while bathing. It tends to draw them out. Its sounds like Sam is speaking from past experience.
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Jul 10, 2020 4:49 pm
OOC:
Rolling some things for you ;)Rolls
Secret Roll
Secret Roll
Secret Roll
Secret Roll
Jul 10, 2020 4:54 pm
As you deliberate, a man opens the gate, looks both ways, and then closes them. You hear a jingling of keys as he locks them from the inside.
Jul 10, 2020 5:05 pm
Shargon says as she observes, Now is a good time. She leads off to the door with full intentions on pounding on it. Calling, I want a bath! in her barbarianish way.
Jul 10, 2020 6:03 pm
The gravelly voice of a thug comes from the other side. "Sorry lady, we're closed. Come back tomorrow morning."
Jul 10, 2020 6:13 pm
Shargon pounds hard and even strikes it with her quarterstaff, NOW. Not morning. When I get hold of you. You will understand NOW.
Rolls
Intimidation - (1d20+3)
(17) + 3 = 20
Jul 10, 2020 6:27 pm
Harmony tries to suppress a smirk. "You really do know how to get right to the point," she mutters to Shargon. "A true skill."
Jul 10, 2020 6:38 pm
"Sorry lady, the boss says close up, I close up." As you continue banging on the door, a second voice comes from the other side, you hear whispering and footfalls.
A second voice, female this time, says "That door is a work of art, y'know. If you damage it, the boss'll have your head on a platter."
A second voice, female this time, says "That door is a work of art, y'know. If you damage it, the boss'll have your head on a platter."
Jul 11, 2020 11:32 am
Amnon shrugs to the rest, "What if we were to say that we’ve been sent on business for the dead three?"
Rolls
Deception check - (1d20+5)
(4) + 5 = 9
Jul 11, 2020 8:11 pm
A moment passes before the sound of jingling keys is heard again. "Are you a fuckin’ idiot?" the male voice says as the door is swung open. The gate is now open, and two humans, one male and one female, are standing between you and the courtyard of the bathhouse. They are both wearing dark crimson kimonos, with a long dagger drawn each.
"Going around throwing that name in the middle of the streets. Seriously. What business are you on about?"
"Going around throwing that name in the middle of the streets. Seriously. What business are you on about?"
Rolls
Secret Roll
Jul 11, 2020 8:33 pm
oh shut, if I'm connected with that idiot, then I'm loosing several avenues of investigation
Sam steps out of sight. If it comes to violence, she is ready, but if not, she might be able to follow the cult members or something similar.
Sam steps out of sight. If it comes to violence, she is ready, but if not, she might be able to follow the cult members or something similar.
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Rolls
Stealth - (1d20+1)
(16) + 1 = 17
Jul 11, 2020 8:47 pm
Shargon bullies herself forward. Watching but trying to ignore their draw weapons, About time you opened up! She is pushing her way into the place. If it comes to combat she will respond fast with the quarter staff in her hands. Otherwise she is getting off the street and into the building. She uses her larger bulk to help her bully her way in. Words currently would not stop her. And combat she is more than willing to do.
Jul 11, 2020 8:48 pm
Amnon follows after Shargon, looking incredulously at the two as he passes. "Hey, we tried to be subtle about it but you didn’t open, so what else was we supposed to do, huh?"
Jul 12, 2020 10:38 am
That is actually not a bad play, with that kind of bravado, it just might work. I better back them up
Sam emerges from the shadow and try to position her self so it would seem that she was there all along, but not visible from the doorway.
Sam emerges from the shadow and try to position her self so it would seem that she was there all along, but not visible from the doorway.
Jul 13, 2020 12:10 am
Harmony stood to the side while the others spoke, painfully aware of the symbols painting her as the faithful of Ilmater. She tried not to worry though. Devil worshipers like these probably had many spies, especially among those with devilish blood in their veins.
Jul 13, 2020 7:53 am
They rush the four of you in, looking you over, and closing the gate behind you.
The four of you now stand together in the courtyard as a third guard in a kimono enters view. He looks at everyone and says "Everything alright out here?"
The four of you now stand together in the courtyard as a third guard in a kimono enters view. He looks at everyone and says "Everything alright out here?"
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oops missed hiding a roll hahaRolls
Insight - (1d20)
(6) = 6
Secret Roll
Secret Roll
Jul 14, 2020 3:41 pm
The main guard puts his hand up, signalling to his comrade to wait. "So...tell us again...why are you here?"
Rolls
Secret Roll
Jul 14, 2020 6:55 pm
Sam is waiting for Harmony to take the lead but is preparing her self for this to become bloody.
Jul 14, 2020 8:01 pm
Amnon throws his arms out to the side, "Seriously!? What kind of operation do you people run? We were told to go here, a job of a certain...sensitive nature that needed doing? How else would we know about where you are?"
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...fucking dice rollerLast edited July 14, 2020 8:01 pm
Rolls
Deception check - (1d20+5)
(5) + 5 = 10
Jul 14, 2020 11:15 pm
OOC:
These guys are rolling the WORST insight. Haha.Rolls
Secret Roll
Amnon's Insight - (1d20+2)
(3) + 2 = 5
Jul 14, 2020 11:17 pm
Shargon adds in with a snear and almost a growel, Does one have to take your gate down to get your attention. Were HERE NOW. I want a BATH too.
OOC:
Trying to aid Amnon in her own way.Jul 14, 2020 11:19 pm
OOC:
Rolling. Don't post. :) Suddenly he looks at this group, and immediately his face turns sour. Although he's almost 20 feet away, he raises a hand at Amnon and then brings it down. Amnon notices too late, and a spectral claw appears in front of him swiping at him.
COMBAT ORDER:
PCs - you're up!
Bad Guys
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Rolls
Shargon Initiative - (1d20+2)
(20) + 2 = 22
Samantha Initiative - (1d20+1)
(8) + 1 = 9
Harmony Initiative - (1d20+2)
(13) + 2 = 15
Amnon Initiative - (1d20+3)
(15) + 3 = 18
Guards - (1d20+2)
(6) + 2 = 8
Old Man - (1d20+1)
(2) + 1 = 3
Claws of the Grave - (1d20+5, 2d4+3)
1d20+5 : (6) + 5 = 11
2d4+3 : (32) + 3 = 8
Jul 14, 2020 11:23 pm
Shargon spins around while throwing down her quarterstaff and has her great axe in her hands. Her eyes are glaring at the man in the doorway. She begins to stride toward him as she is holding her axe in a very combative way. I will show you 'Fuckbrains'.
Jul 15, 2020 1:43 am
Sharagon will bash away at him as she begins to foam at the mouth. Luck for him in her rage she stubbles.
OOC:
Sharagon is now in rage. Violence is always the answer.OOC:
Did look up non-leathal damage.. just says when I hit something to 0 that I can call it non-leathal and they live instead of dying. She wants answers.Last edited July 15, 2020 1:57 am
Rolls
great axe, damage - (1d20+5, 1d12+5)
1d20+5 : (2) + 5 = 7
1d12+5 : (5) + 5 = 10
Jul 15, 2020 3:09 am
OOC:
For clarity, who are you attacking? There’s a male and female near you, so I’m guessing the blonde male?Jul 15, 2020 4:02 am
Shargon was trying to hit the guy that just came in the doorway and insulted her. (Side note.. others may have accidents too.)
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Jul 15, 2020 5:12 am
GeneCortess says:
Shargon was trying to hit the guy that just came in the doorway and insulted her. (Side note.. others may have accidents too.)OOC:
Make sure to take a look at the map. You'll take 3 opportunity attacks if you do this. It's the guy with the white hair. You can still do that if you want, but I want to make sure you're intending on doing that. :)Jul 15, 2020 8:52 am
Amnon narrowly dodges the spectral hand, "Wow! Okay!". He draws his rapier and stabs at the guard close to Shargon.
OOC:
Do I know the older man? Or can I roll insight into why he attacked instantly? Gave you one just in caseLast edited July 15, 2020 8:55 am
Rolls
Attack Vs guard - (1d20+5)
(2) + 5 = 7
Insight check - (1d20+2)
(7) + 2 = 9
Jul 15, 2020 12:03 pm
Okay, we're doing this. Harmony thinks as she backhands the guard in front of her with her mace, and ensures that she is close enough to her companions to provide the aid of her shield should they need it.
First person to be attacked within 5 feet of me: Your attacker gets disadvantage on their attack.
OOC:
Throwing this out there so you guys don't need to wait for me. I'll be at work most of the day.First person to be attacked within 5 feet of me: Your attacker gets disadvantage on their attack.
Rolls
Mace Attack - (1d20+4, 1d6+2)
1d20+4 : (9) + 4 = 13
1d6+2 : (1) + 2 = 3
Jul 15, 2020 2:09 pm
Sorry the map didn't show when I did the post. Strange. She attacked the guy on the NE of her.
Jul 15, 2020 6:22 pm
With a flick of her wrist, Sam sends some moats of light towards the man with the golden beard. The light Hex attaches themself to his mussels, making it just a bit harder to move freely. From the same hand, she then sends a beam sunset golden light at him. In a fluid motion, she is in front of him with her longsword drawn.
OOC:
"The target has disadvantage on ability checks made with the chosen ability." The ability is DexRolls
Eldrich Blast - (1d20+3, 1d10)
1d20+3 : (11) + 3 = 14
1d10 : (2) = 2
Hex - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Jul 15, 2020 8:07 pm
Shargon and Amnon both swing at the blonde guard, but he quickly dodges both attacks. Meanwhile, Harmony makes a glancing blow on the female guard's shoulder, who attacks back with her dagger, which seems to shimmer in the moonlight. The two male guards both make attacks at Amnon with their daggers.
The old man in the back, who you now all see is brandishing a skull as an arcane focus, is struck by Samantha's light-based attack, and becomes furious. "Angelic scum! Feel the wrath of the Dead Three!!!" He lashes out with a spectral claw at Sam.
COMBAT ORDER:
- PCs up next
The old man in the back, who you now all see is brandishing a skull as an arcane focus, is struck by Samantha's light-based attack, and becomes furious. "Angelic scum! Feel the wrath of the Dead Three!!!" He lashes out with a spectral claw at Sam.
COMBAT ORDER:
- PCs up next
Rolls
Old Man - (1d20+5, 2d4+3)
1d20+5 : (9) + 5 = 14
2d4+3 : (12) + 3 = 6
Female Guard to Harmony - (1d20+4, 2d4+2)
1d20+4 : (2) + 4 = 6
2d4+2 : (32) + 2 = 7
Blonde Male to Amnon - (1d20+4, 2d4+2)
1d20+4 : (14) + 4 = 18
2d4+2 : (43) + 2 = 9
Brown Male to Amnon - (1d20+4, 2d4+2)
1d20+4 : (7) + 4 = 11
2d4+2 : (24) + 2 = 8
Jul 15, 2020 8:14 pm
Shargon has gone into full fury attacks NE guy viciously, but can't seem to get her Barings right.
OOC:
Dice are being rather hateful today.Last edited July 15, 2020 8:14 pm
Rolls
Greataxe, Damage - (1d20+5, 1d12+5)
1d20+5 : (1) + 5 = 6
1d12+5 : (3) + 5 = 8
Jul 15, 2020 8:41 pm
Amnon, grimacing in pain at his wound, starts to realise the trouble he might be in. He thrusts his rapier forward at the blonde man.
Rolls
Attack Vs blond dude - (1d20+5)
(11) + 5 = 16
Damage to blond dude (if it hits. Sneak attack thanks to his proximity to my comrades) - (1d8+3, 1d6)
1d8+3 : (7) + 3 = 10
1d6 : (1) = 1
Jul 15, 2020 9:56 pm
Since they aren't going for the stealthy approach at this point, Harmony grimaces, and thrusts her shield between herself and the attacking cultist. She smacks the shield with her mace like a gong, producing a sound entirely unlike what the sound should be. A dolorous bell sounds from the impact, and the magic from Harmony's spell attacks the cultist with necrotic energy.
[ +- ] Toll The Dead
Necromancy cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 feet
Components: V, S
Duration: Instantaneous
You point at one creature you can see within range, and the sound of a dolorous bell fills the air around it for a moment. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or take 1d8 necrotic damage. If the target is missing any of its hit points, it instead takes 1d12 necrotic damage.
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 feet
Components: V, S
Duration: Instantaneous
You point at one creature you can see within range, and the sound of a dolorous bell fills the air around it for a moment. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or take 1d8 necrotic damage. If the target is missing any of its hit points, it instead takes 1d12 necrotic damage.
Rolls
Toll the Dead (Wis Save: 14) - (1d12)
(9) = 9
Jul 15, 2020 10:26 pm
Shargon swings at the blonde male guard, who dodges again, which leaves him open to Amnon's rapier attack. The rapier pierces straight into the man's heart, and he doubles over silently, dead.
Meanwhile, Harmony lets out a Toll the Dead spell, but the female guard appears unaffected.
NEXT UP:
- Samantha
- Bad Guys
- PCs
Meanwhile, Harmony lets out a Toll the Dead spell, but the female guard appears unaffected.
NEXT UP:
- Samantha
- Bad Guys
- PCs
Rolls
Wisdom Save vs. Harmony's Toll the Dead - (1d20)
(17) = 17
Jul 16, 2020 10:15 am
Sam sees the white-haired man as a spellcaster and an even bigger threat than the thugs. Her Hex is on the blond man, be he have to wait. She sends a beam of light towards the whitehaired man. With her long sword in her hand, she moves to the eastern wall and takes a fighting pose.
OOC:
sacasme: wow, 1 damage, that is sure to break his concentration.Last edited July 16, 2020 10:56 am
Rolls
eldrich blast - (1d20+3, 1d10)
1d20+3 : (16) + 3 = 19
1d10 : (1) = 1
Jul 16, 2020 7:34 pm
runekyndig says:
Sam sees the white-haired man as a spellcaster and an even bigger threat than the thugs. Her Hex is on the blond man, be he have to wait. She sends a beam of light towards the whitehaired man. With her long sword in her hand, she moves to the eastern wall and takes a fighting pose.OOC:
sacasme: wow, 1 damage, that is sure to break his concentration.OOC:
Amnon finished off the blonde guy. Did you want to move your Hex?Jul 16, 2020 9:14 pm
Mr.Armitage says:
OOC:
Amnon finished off the blonde guy. Did you want to move your Hex?OOC:
Yes, to white-haired guyRolls
Hex dammage - (1d6)
(1) = 1
Jul 17, 2020 2:45 am
Samantha moves her hex to the old man, firing another Eldritch Blast, making a glancing blow against his shoulder. He scowls, sending another spectral claw at her.
Meanwhile, the female guard lashes out at Harmony. The remaining male guard, having seen his comrade killed by the tiefling in the leather armor, lashes out at Amnon.
Next up: PCs
Meanwhile, the female guard lashes out at Harmony. The remaining male guard, having seen his comrade killed by the tiefling in the leather armor, lashes out at Amnon.
Next up: PCs
Rolls
Old Man vs Samantha - (1d20+5, 2d4+3)
1d20+5 : (14) + 5 = 19
2d4+3 : (41) + 3 = 8
Female Guard vs Harmony - (1d20+4, 2d4+2)
1d20+4 : (1) + 4 = 5
2d4+2 : (43) + 2 = 9
Male Guard vs Amnon - (1d20+4, 2d4+2)
1d20+4 : (10) + 4 = 14
2d4+2 : (43) + 2 = 9
Male Guard vs. Amnon (ADV due to flanking) - (1d20+4)
(17) + 4 = 21
Jul 17, 2020 2:59 am
Shargon strikes at the replacement guy with hopes to push open a hole to the insulting one.
OOC:
She has no luck at all.. LOLLast edited July 17, 2020 2:59 am
Rolls
great axe, damage - (1d20+5, 1d12+5)
1d20+5 : (6) + 5 = 11
1d12+5 : (5) + 5 = 10
Jul 17, 2020 4:33 am
GeneCortess says:
Shargon strikes at the replacement guy with hopes to push open a hole to the insulting one.OOC:
She has no luck at all.. LOLOOC:
What level do you get reckless attacks? I’m a barbarian in my IRL game. :) Jul 17, 2020 6:54 am
OOC:
Fuck me, Amnon is down.Death saving throws: Positive - 0, negative - 1
Last edited July 17, 2020 6:56 am
Rolls
Death saving throw - (1d20)
(7) = 7
Jul 17, 2020 10:08 am
Standing in the thick of it, it is hard to reach the old man. But the beams of light can
HP 12/20
OOC:
statusHP 12/20
Rolls
eldrich blast - (1d20+3, 1d10)
1d20+3 : (19) + 3 = 22
1d10 : (1) = 1
hex damage - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Jul 17, 2020 6:00 pm
OOC:
You said nonlethal, right Shargon?Meanwhile, Samantha strikes the old man again with another Eldritch Blast, but its another glancing blow.
Amnon lies on the ground, unconscious and beginning to bleed out.
Next up: Harmony
Jul 17, 2020 8:35 pm
Harmony grits her teeth as her brother begins to fall, and reaches out her hand to catch his arm before he can fully crumble to the earth. With an internal prayer to Ilmater, her gauntlet takes on an ethereal red hue and holy energy flows from her to him, beginning to seal his wounds.
OOC:
Casting Cure Wounds since he's technically within touch range, I think.Rolls
Cure Wounds - (1d8+4)
(4) + 4 = 8
Jul 18, 2020 2:32 am
Yes Shargon was going for non-leathal so she could get some answers.. she doesnt' care if it is from a lesser or the leader.. so she doesn't go for leathal right now.
Jul 19, 2020 5:19 am
Amnon gasps for breath as he lands on the ground and opens his eyes. His first thought revolves around the pain from his wounds, but almost as soon as the thought enters his head, the pain subsides as his sister’s magic closes them up. With very little pause, he draws his crossbow and fires off a bolt towards the spellcaster. But his lack of aim makes the bolt harmlessly wide.
OOC:
Gonna go for my sharpshooter feat and give myself -5 on the attack roll for a +10 damageLast edited July 19, 2020 5:20 am
Rolls
Attack Vs spellcaster - (1d20)
(4) = 4
Jul 20, 2020 4:41 pm
Harmony grabs her brother's arm and revives him. Amnon attempts to take a shot at the old man, but misses.
Meanwhile, the remaining guard strikes out at Harmony again.
Those looking at the old man begin to notice that the old man's eyes are leaking blood and he growls, sending out another spectral claw at Samantha again.
Meanwhile, the remaining guard strikes out at Harmony again.
Those looking at the old man begin to notice that the old man's eyes are leaking blood and he growls, sending out another spectral claw at Samantha again.
Rolls
Guard @ Harmony - (1d20+4, 2d4+2)
1d20+4 : (9) + 4 = 13
2d4+2 : (14) + 2 = 7
Old Man @ Samantha - (1d20+5, 2d4+3)
1d20+5 : (10) + 5 = 15
2d4+3 : (23) + 3 = 8
Jul 20, 2020 6:41 pm
Seeing an opening, Sam, jumps on the bench, around the fountain, and straight at the old man. Her sword is trailing cold mist as she brings it down on the spell slinger. As the sword connects an vibrational energy settles around the old man.
HP 12/17
OOC:
statusHP 12/17
[ +- ] Booming blade
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 1d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 1d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
Last edited July 20, 2020 6:44 pm
Rolls
BA: Crimson rite, lose 1d4 from max hp - (1d4)
(3) = 3
A: Booming blade attack - (1d20+5)
(15) + 5 = 20
Sword damage - (1d8+5)
(4) + 5 = 9
Hex damage - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Crimson rite damage - (1d4)
(1) = 1
Jul 20, 2020 7:11 pm
As Samantha's icy blade penetrates the old man, he looks down, smiles a devious grin, and collapses on the ground, head.
Next up: Harmony, Amnon, and Shargon
Next up: Harmony, Amnon, and Shargon
Jul 20, 2020 7:30 pm
Seeing the devious grin as the old man collapses, she does the only thing she can do. Catches him and lowers him carefully to the ground, while starting the chant of Tyrs last rite. "Hear me, father Tyr, take this soul, let him bask in your holy light while the scales are balanced..." She too has a wicked smile.
Last edited July 20, 2020 7:30 pm
Jul 21, 2020 10:04 am
Amnon quickly unsheathes his rapier again and thrusts his rapier towards the last remaining guard. Desperation etched in his eyes
Last edited July 21, 2020 10:04 am
Rolls
Attack Vs Guard - (1d20+5)
(11) + 5 = 16
Damage (if it hits) - (1d8+3)
(3) + 3 = 6
Jul 21, 2020 4:55 pm
With her brother back up, Harmony tries to focus on the cultist in front of her as she grits her teeth, steels her will, and tolls away at her shield once more.
Rolls
Toll the Dead (WIS Save 14) - (1d12)
(8) = 8
Jul 21, 2020 5:23 pm
Shargon turns her fury on the last standing guard in a reckless attack to try to take the man down for questions.
Rolls
Attack, Advantage attack, fury attack damage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 1d12+5)
1d20+5 : (18) + 5 = 23
1d20+5 : (12) + 5 = 17
1d12+5 : (4) + 5 = 9
Jul 21, 2020 6:01 pm
Amnon strikes the remaining guard in the ribs, and she shrieks in pain. She shrugs off Harmony's spell, but turns just as Shargon uses the blunt end of her greataxe handle to strike her straight in the head, knocking her out.
End Combat
You stand in the courtyard for a moment, two of the guards unconcious but breathing heavily. The gate is closed, and the night air has gotten quite chilly.
End Combat
You stand in the courtyard for a moment, two of the guards unconcious but breathing heavily. The gate is closed, and the night air has gotten quite chilly.
Rolls
wisdom save - (1d20)
(18) = 18
Jul 21, 2020 6:15 pm
Amnon breathes heavily, his body aching like crazy despite of his sister’s healing magic. "Is that it you think?". He tries to listen for anyone else but everything seems muffled and distant. Instead he decides to search the bodies for anything interesting.
OOC:
Perception check to see if there are any more people that I can hear. Investigation for searching the bodies Last edited July 21, 2020 6:16 pm
Rolls
Perception check - (1d20+2)
(1) + 2 = 3
Investigation check - (1d20+2)
(17) + 2 = 19
Jul 21, 2020 7:36 pm
You can't hear anything. The guards have leather armor and daggers, and a total of 72 silver between the three of them.
The old man has a skull on a chain, and is wearing tattered robes. You find an amulet around his neck, bearing a skull held within a stone archway.
The old man has a skull on a chain, and is wearing tattered robes. You find an amulet around his neck, bearing a skull held within a stone archway.
Jul 21, 2020 8:09 pm
Seeing the last one drop Shargon throws herself into a wall shoulder first. She is trembling hard as she sinks down it trying to calm down while bring herself back. She doesn't say anything at the moment. Just breathing hard.
Jul 22, 2020 7:08 am
Sam places a glowing hand to her side, it eases her discomfort a bit. Still, with the cold sword in hand, she grabs the amulet and ties it to her belt.
Lets check out the rest of this place
HP 11/20
Healing Hands 1/LR - used
Lets check out the rest of this place
OOC:
statusHP 11/20
Healing Hands 1/LR - used
Jul 22, 2020 11:30 am
Amnon grabs the coin and the amulet and nods at Samantha. "They don't have much, but a little silver to share. Does this ring a bell with anyone of you?", he lifts the amulet up so everyone can see it.
Jul 22, 2020 11:41 am
Without being certain, this guy She points at the white-haired guy she killed. Did have the paraphernalia of a bone worshipper. She is reluctant to utter Myrkul's name in this place. It properly belongs to one the tree and most likely the bone god.
[ +- ] Hunter's Bane
Hunter's Bane
Beginning at 1st level, you have survived the Hunter’s Bane, a dangerous, long-guarded ritual that alters your life’s blood, forever binding you to the darkness and honing your senses against it. You have advantage on Wisdom (Survival) checks to track fey, fiends, or undead, as well as on Intelligence ability checks to recall information about them.
Beginning at 1st level, you have survived the Hunter’s Bane, a dangerous, long-guarded ritual that alters your life’s blood, forever binding you to the darkness and honing your senses against it. You have advantage on Wisdom (Survival) checks to track fey, fiends, or undead, as well as on Intelligence ability checks to recall information about them.
Last edited July 22, 2020 11:45 am
Rolls
religion - (1d20+1)
(14) + 1 = 15
religion if Hunter's Bane adv applies - (1d20+1)
(13) + 1 = 14
Jul 23, 2020 12:01 am
You recognize the amulet as the symbol of Myrkul, god of death and decay. You also remember Myrkul is one of the Dead Three, and this is a known base of the Cult of the Dead Three.
Jul 24, 2020 2:17 am
OOC:
Whats the plan with the bodies before you head in. You’ve got two who are unconscious and two dead. Jul 24, 2020 6:14 am
Mr.Armitage says:
OOC:
Whats the plan with the bodies before you head in. You’ve got two who are unconscious and two dead. OOC:
tie and gag the living ones. Leave them for later?Jul 24, 2020 6:36 am
Shargon rises after regaining her composure. Lets get on with it. We can question these if needed later. She puts her greataxe away and regains her quarterstaff. She assumes they are being bound.
Jul 24, 2020 6:57 am
The door into the bathhouse is hanging half open, as the old man exited out of there. Where are you leaving them?
Jul 24, 2020 7:29 am
Survival check. .sure..And she is amazingly good too! The female giant strikes again..
Last edited July 24, 2020 7:30 am
Rolls
Survival Check - (1d20+3)
(18) + 3 = 21
Jul 24, 2020 10:37 am
OOC:
Yup, bind the unconscious ones. Can we lock the front door? Just in case more cultists come back later. Last edited July 24, 2020 10:37 am
Jul 24, 2020 11:05 pm
Damn! Haha. Shargon ties some killer knots, and you're pretty confident neither of them are getting away. You then make your way inside, closing the door behind you. There is no deadbolt, but it does have a bar that can be placed across them to prevent it from being opened from the outside.
Inside, the walls of this twenty-foot-high pillared chamber are adorned with frescoes of bathing royalty. Moonlight streams through stained-glass windows, creating colorful patterns on the tiles of polished blue marble that cover the floor. Three shallow, sunken pools contain scintillating perfume-scented water. White marble benches bearing stacks of dry towels are situated near the pools, each of which comes equipped with a pair of brass faucets.
Inside, the walls of this twenty-foot-high pillared chamber are adorned with frescoes of bathing royalty. Moonlight streams through stained-glass windows, creating colorful patterns on the tiles of polished blue marble that cover the floor. Three shallow, sunken pools contain scintillating perfume-scented water. White marble benches bearing stacks of dry towels are situated near the pools, each of which comes equipped with a pair of brass faucets.
Jul 24, 2020 11:09 pm
OOC:
Nice. Like a modern cheap hotel. Shargon will pocket some scented soaps.OOC:
Is there any exit out of this room or any place where there might be stuff stored to plunder through?Jul 24, 2020 11:36 pm
There are two doors. One to the north and one to the south. Neither are locked, and they are private massage rooms.
Jul 24, 2020 11:40 pm
Shargon waste no time at all and will address both the doors to the private massage rooms to see if they are occupied. She doesn't knock will just open the doors wide open.
Jul 26, 2020 4:24 pm
There’s not much in here, but the north room has a cracked open secret door that was not properly closed.
Jul 26, 2020 7:44 pm
Amnon edges closer to the secret door and listens for any sign of movement or talking
Rolls
Perception check - (1d20+2)
(12) + 2 = 14
Jul 26, 2020 11:44 pm
Shargon not feeling like waiting really will push past Amnon and pass through the secret door looking ahead with her quarterstaff once again handy.
Jul 27, 2020 9:32 am
Amnon stares dumbfounded at his colleague and frowns, "I know I'm not the most subtle guy in the world, but this is like teaming up with a rampaging ox". Shrugging he starts to follow after Shargon
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Jul 27, 2020 11:39 am
Harmony shakes her head with a strange mixture of irritation and mirth at the antics of her colleague. She certainly kept things interesting, she thought as she followed into the secret passage.
Jul 28, 2020 6:19 am
Amnon, you stop for a brief moment, and smell something horrible coming from below. As Shargon pushes past you, it Hits you. Yup. Rotting flesh. Blood. There’s a distinct iron taste to it.
Jul 28, 2020 6:46 am
Man it is bad down here. She does her best to deaden the smell to her nose as she proceeds.
Jul 28, 2020 10:38 am
Amnon readies his crossbow as he follows Shargon. This feels like it could go bad extremely fast.
Jul 28, 2020 8:24 pm
Harmony, its to late for you to draw the suddle card. This is the path we chose, to late to change it. Sam is no stranger to blood, but not in these quantities.
Aug 1, 2020 3:56 pm
Harmony crinkles her nose. The iron scent of blood is one she has grown used to, both in the rites of her church and in their work as healers and warriors. The rot, however, is a far less familiar smell, and by far not a pleasant one.
She rolls her eyes at Sam's attempt at humor and lets out an unamused, "Hardy har. Let us proceed and be done with this place. I feel already that I will be needing to bathe after this."
She rolls her eyes at Sam's attempt at humor and lets out an unamused, "Hardy har. Let us proceed and be done with this place. I feel already that I will be needing to bathe after this."