Its all in the Cards.

Feb 7, 2024 1:04 am
[Day 1]

The night was calm and peaceful.

The morning caw of a raven wakes up the party. To the party's surprise, they wake up in the open air. The tent they fell asleep in is gone.
Sitting up and taking a look around, all of the traveler's tents, wagons, horses, crates, and supplies are gone. Even Madam Eva's tent is no longer there. The ground where the missing wagon and tent were is pristine, flat, and clean. There are no wheel tracks, foot prints, hoof prints, stake holes, or food scrapes. Nothing.

Sitting on top of each of your chests is one of the cards used in the fortune.

Briar you find: https://i.imgur.com/51Nq5h9.png
"The Nine of Stars—The Conjurer."

Ashtar you find:https://i.imgur.com/usIsmne.png
"The Beast."

Alyria you find: https://i.imgur.com/oXIHEw3.png
"The Four of Stars—Abjurer."

Couth you find: https://i.imgur.com/myIDLT6.png
"The Nine of Swords—Torturer."
Eye of the Storm you find:
https://i.imgur.com/rroX7yv.png
"The Darklord
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@GeneCortess,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
The day is yours. There is a muddy trail nearby that heads north-west and south-east. You know that the trail to the south-east leads to the nearby village. It will be about a 1.5-hour walk to the village.

The cards are magical! You each get 1. Once a long rest, you can give yourself Advantage on 1 roll.


Feb 7, 2024 4:55 am
After collecting the card left for her, Briar considers it carefully. What had the woman said about this card? Something about a sword covered in blood. The whole evening had a heavy ominous weight that still lingered on her shoulders. Tucking the card into a pouch on her belt, she considers her hand again, scowling at the unchanged status. She sits and pulls out her two trinkets from the vendor and places them before her and palms the ground between them with her small, itchy hand.
OOC:
I don’t even know what magic is lol
Last edited February 7, 2024 5:04 am

Rolls

Arcana - (1d20+2)

(1) + 2 = 3

Feb 7, 2024 2:35 pm
After just waking, it takes a moment to fully process the scene around her. As a previous soldier, light sleeping was something she had developed with the need to hear if an attack was imminent at times. To see the barren land around her, she's completely jarred by the fact that none of them packing or leaving awoke her, let alone left any signs of their existence. What were the gods playing at? Was this a trick? Illusions maybe?

Finally noticing the card she'd knocked off of herself when she sat up, she stares at it before pocketing it. She can't deny that the events of the previous day happened, especially with the card as proof; let alone deny the pull she feels to the card. She remembers it being related to a holy symbol and that there was a fallen house. Was the house where she'd find the order? Her mind was full of questions that she pushed aside for now. They'd need to get walking and she could contemplate them then.

"I think we should venture into the nearby village, it seems to be a good place to start this journey. Plus, I find myself quite famished." Looking at her companions, she notices Briar examining her hand and begins to wonder if she is able to help her at all.
OOC:
Can I please help our poor fairy? I feel such pitiful amusement every time she's examining her hand lol.
Feb 7, 2024 4:08 pm
Couth rises and notes the strange magics that has hit the place. They were gone just like they never existed. Only the party remains.

Couth pockets the card found. Nice gift for the time spent. He readies himself.

Couth agrees, "Village isn't far for getting breakfast."
Feb 8, 2024 12:19 am
OOC:
@Kilikina Yes you may roll Arcana or Medicine to look at Briar's hand. Anyone else may also if they notice Briar persistannt scratching



It is a cool gloomy misty morning. There is a slight breeze that ruffles the trees and sends chill in the air. The sun is absent in the sky, not even a foggy orange glowing orb. The group trudges along the muddy path their boot sometimes getting momentarily stuck.

An old wooden gallows creaks in a chill wind that blows down from the high ground to the west. A frayed length of rope dances from its beam. The well-worn road splits here, and a signpost opposite the gallows points off in three directions: Barovia Village to the east, Tser Pool to the northwest, and Ravenloft/Vallaki to the southwest.The northwest fork slants down and disappears into the trees, while the southwest fork clings to an upward slope. Across from the gallows, a low wall, crumbling in places, partially encloses a small plot of graves shrouded in fog.
OOC:
You are at the F Crossroads. https://i.imgur.com/THH0BGr.png
Feb 8, 2024 1:13 am
Weather here is just a shade away from horrible. He points the way to eastward, "That should take us to the village soon."
Feb 8, 2024 1:53 pm
Looking in the direction Couth pointed, she responded, "Then let us make haste, I don't particularly enjoy the idea of wandering through this mist. One can only imagine what lies inside it that we can't see."

Catching sight of the fairy's hand again, she gently took her palm in hand and began to examine the mess that was her skin.
OOC:
Apparently my medical skills equals, here have a big bandaid.
Last edited February 8, 2024 1:54 pm

Rolls

Medicine - (1d20)

(8) = 8

Feb 8, 2024 3:49 pm
Briar's hand appears to just have a nasty rash of some sort. It is localized only to the palm of her hand.
OOC:
@Redamancy The Rash on your hand will not change for a while. It will have no in game effect but try to roleplay it randomly or blame the itchy hand on missing an attack or failing a roll.
At the end of a Long Rest the group can try to roll again.
You hear a creaking noise behind you, coming from the gallows. Where there was nothing before now hangs...
OOC:
The following descriptions may be graphic. If anything is too much please let me know.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@GeneCortess,@Redamancy,@Kilikina I need everyone to make a Wisdom Save against Madness. If you roll less then 10 Roll a 1d20 to see what form of Madness takes hold..
Feb 8, 2024 4:17 pm
Fear was an emotion that never consumed Alyria. She'd faced fear on the battleground before, stared it in the face, and still charged ahead. Yet, this scene made her pause. It took a moment to process what she was seeing it was so shocking. Was this a premonition of what was to be her future? Was it an illusion meant to steer her away from the holy path she was walking? Her mind was consumed with inquiries with no answers and resulted in responding to the situation the only way she knew how: her horrid sense of humor. With a half-hearted chuckle, that had no humor in the sound, she murmured, "Well it appears I had a fantastic time dying judging by the bruises, cuts, and the bite on my neck. It seems my bed partner was quite enthusiastic."
OOC:
You won't hear a complaint from me. I read too much dark romance, suspense, murder mystery, mafia stuff for this to phase me. :)

Screw holy dice rolls... this is why I usually play Warlocks that serve demons and dark gods...
Last edited February 8, 2024 4:18 pm

Rolls

The Holiest of Wisdom Saves *fingers crossed* - (1d20+2)

(3) + 2 = 5

Guess I'm The Mad Hatter Now - (1d20)

(16) = 16

Feb 8, 2024 5:30 pm
Relieved that she was not the only one who couldn’t identify a solution to her irritated palm, Briar gives Alyria a grateful nod.

Upon hearing the stir of sound behind, the fairy glances over her shoulder to see the visage of a strange man in his warped and mangled presentation. The leaves across her shoulders still and crumble as she processes the sudden appearance. "Oh…" she squeaks out in surprise.
OOC:
Has it been another day? Can I try to recharge the Graecorn?

Also, I appreciate the warning but also want to reassure you that this is nothing for me. I’m a very fked up individual.

Rolls

Wisdom Save - (1d20+0)

(16) = 16

Feb 8, 2024 5:36 pm
Ashtar looked at the grim tableau in front of him with mild curiosity. Judging by Alyria’s statement, the others were likely seeing their own gruesome bodies being hanged. He chuckled at her wry reaction.
OOC:
I’m fine with gruesome content. It’s dark fantasy after all.
Last edited February 8, 2024 5:42 pm

Rolls

Ashtar: Wis - Save - (1d20+3)

(14) + 3 = 17

Feb 8, 2024 6:07 pm
OOC:
@Redamancy Yes you can roll for Graecorn.

@Kilikina You now have 1 Level of Madness. The effect is the next attack on you will be a CRIT. Blame it on being on edge or not being completely focus due to the image in planted in your brain.
Feb 8, 2024 9:54 pm
OOC:
WIS save DC(10) Ack. That a no go. Enjoy my level of madness. OOO. And a nice special "1"
Couth started to says something but he turned to see the horror. He turns and falls like a sack of potatoes with a look of horror on his face.
OOC:
Bring on the HORROR.
Last edited February 8, 2024 10:10 pm

Rolls

WIS save DC(10) - (1d20+2)

(5) + 2 = 7

Effect - (1d20)

(1) = 1

Feb 8, 2024 9:57 pm
OOC:
Fingers crossed!

Damnit.
Last edited February 8, 2024 9:57 pm

Rolls

Graecorn Regen - (1d20)

(8) = 8

Feb 8, 2024 10:07 pm
OOC:
@GeneCortess The creature drops to 0 hit points but is stable. You pass out due to the shock of what you see.
Feb 9, 2024 6:11 pm
OOC:
Rolling Eye of the Storm's Madness roll. @Khulod

Couth's body crumbles to the floor. He is in an unconscious state from the image he saw.

As the party goes assist Couth, the sound of a galloping horse approaching can be heard by everyone.
OOC:
You have 2 Rounds until the source of the sound is in sight. Once you see the source depending on actions we will roll initiative.
Trying to post an image but it is not working.

Rolls

Eye of the Storm: Wis - Save (For Madness) - (1d20+1)

(9) + 1 = 10

Feb 9, 2024 8:28 pm
Ashtar dashed to Couth's side. He'd fallen just like this the previous night, and he felt for his companion, although, the way he enjoyed women's company, perhaps he wouldn't feel so ashamed the way Ashtar did waking up on Alyria's lap, so he waited for her to tend to him.

Just then, the sound of a galloping horse could be heard. Ashtar looked in their direction, taking out his quarterstaff but holding it at his side for now.
Last edited February 10, 2024 7:51 pm
Feb 9, 2024 11:39 pm
Eyes darting from companion to companion as the confusion began to set in across the group, Briar finds herself in a panic. She notes that Couth is being tended to by those with far more skill in healing than herself, and finds her fight or flight response leaning heavily on the latter option. She searches the space around the group, keen on finding a location that might put her in an advantageous position to support her friends when whatever was racing toward them finally arrived.
OOC:
Is there somewhere she can hide? Fly up into a tree maybe? In a log? Someplace to try and disappear into?
Feb 10, 2024 12:26 am
OOC:
@Redamancy Roll stealth. There is somewhere to hide lets see how it goes. You could hide under the Gallows, Some trees on the edge of the road, The bush things in the middle. Let me know where you decide.

Found a map for this area.
Red Arrow is where you came from and direction you are heading. Green Arrow is where the sound of the galloping is coming from. The group is somewhere in the Blue area. https://i.imgur.com/9HYi3oF.jpg
Feb 10, 2024 12:32 am
Eye of the Storm had gone pale, as far as a furred man like him could. He was staring aghast at the image, and was only stirred from it as the others became alerted. Then he heard they saw different things. An illusion? A trap? And then the horse sounded in the distance. Immediately he sprung into action. If this rider was connected to the gallows, he might be powerful and dangerous.
"Get off the road!"

He grabbed one of Couths arms and began dragging him to the trees.
Last edited February 10, 2024 12:33 am
Feb 10, 2024 12:32 am
OOC:
Diving under the gallows!

Rolls

Stealth - (1d20+7)

(15) + 7 = 22

Feb 10, 2024 11:44 am
Seeing Couth fall, she blinked for a second. Not quite realizing everyone saw something different, she couldn't understand his reaction to seeing her dead on the gallows. They were friends thanks to being grouped together for a while, but she hadn't expected that. Moved by his reaction, she rubbed her hands together just as the sound of hoofbeats registered in her ears. Letting the holy power that filled her raise to her hands, she quickly knelt down and called out, "Clear!" as she smacked her hands against his cheeks, letting health and vitality flow back into his body. While that happened, she noticed Eye of the Storm moving in their direction and Briar ducking somewhere she couldn't see.

As soon as she removed her hands, she spun around and stepped ever so slightly ahead of Ashtar, determined to stand between the party and whatever danger may be approaching. She shifted her shield until it was held in her grasp, not quite fully in a defensive position, but resting where the shift into it would be easy and quick. With her other hand resting on the pommel of her sword, Alyria wanted to give the appearance of friendliness while being ready to defend her people at a moment's notice.
OOC:
I lay hands on Couth for 5 HP. If we're plotting both rounds now, I'd like to cast Divine Sense as well since I used round 1 to heal Couth.
Feb 10, 2024 2:18 pm
Round/s: / Ashtar: 1 / Couth: 1 / Briar:1 / Eye of the Storm:1 / Alyria: 2
OOC:
@GeneCortess Couth is alive with 5hp!

The number of rounds each player has taken. I will update once everyone has taken 2
Feb 10, 2024 3:17 pm
Couth comes back with hard jerking motion that doesn't know what direction to move. His face is so confused with his mouth still frozen open for a brief moment as he starts coming back. "It' so ..." is all that seem to stammer out before fuller relation sets in. Although his body has settled and face lost expression, his eyes look to be searching.

All that last but a moment as Couth regains control and now realizes he is laying on the ground and Alyria is above him. There is a lively rejoicing springtime feeling surging all through is body. His mind is flickering back with thoughts like horror nightmare. He can't help but shake his head trying to settle all his feelings and his body in line. He stammers out the last of the thought "real".

All the alertness of his training takes over as Alyria moves away, Couth is coming back. He immediately grasps and readies his shield as he is rising to his feet. The sounds of hoof coming for a moment made him tense up thinking combat had started, before he understood they were distant as he now fights to fully understand where he is and what is what.

Knowing this isn't the time to ask anything as he falls into a combative stance but hasn't drawn out a weapon in the first instance. He holds his shield up like was to block something throw at him and has hunched down a bit to give less of him showing before he moves. His head and eyes focus toward the incoming noise trying to grasp how long he has.

With now clearer thought, he rises to a less combative stance as he steps near to Alyria & Ashtar showing up for support. Under his breath saying, "I don't know what came over me." It is said as a statement but also an apology as he tries to look a bit less intimidating.
Feb 10, 2024 5:21 pm
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@GeneCortess,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
Can everyone clarify their actions.
Briar - R1- Flies under the gallows and hides, R2 - ???
Eye of the Storm - R1 - Helps Couth to the side of the woods. R2 - ???
Alyia - R1 - Heals Couth 5gp. R2 - Divine Sense. (Will describe what you see when I know what everyone is doing) (Do you move at all? If so Where to?
Ashtar - R1- ??? R1-???
Couth - R1- Get Healed and ??? R2- ???
Feb 10, 2024 7:55 pm
OOC:
Ashtar took out his quarterstaff and using his Hex Warrior ability on it (cha for attack and damage). He’s just waiting along with Altria and Couth.

EDIT: He's not looking to attack unless it looks like they're charging to attack. He's just waiting to see what's going on. Could just be passersby for all he knows.
Last edited February 11, 2024 12:11 am
Feb 10, 2024 10:56 pm
OOC:
We don’t see the source of the sounds yet right? Briar will just hunker down in hiding, pull out a crossbow, and hold a shot for the first enemy she sees.
Feb 11, 2024 12:34 am
OOC:
R2 - Eye of the storm hides himself and Couth by casting his cloak over them.

Rolls

Stealth - (1d20+5)

(17) + 5 = 22

Feb 11, 2024 1:04 am
OOC:
Hiding yourself is no problem. Hiding Couth is not possible. He would have to do that himself. You could use your action to Help Couth (Giving him advantage on his stealth Roll)
Feb 11, 2024 2:23 pm
Seems with clarification that Couth after being healed and next to the woods edge will also try to hide as Eye seem to have already done.

Rolls

Stealth Check - (1d20+1)

(13) + 1 = 14

Feb 11, 2024 3:44 pm
Briar dives under the gallows and hides herself behind the ancient, rotten wood.
Couth now alive and awake and Eye of the Storm but find cover to hide in the nearby woods.
Ashtar and Alyria Stand nearby waiting for what ever is coming...


Alyria divine senses make the hairs on her arm stand on the ends and tell her that two undead are coming this way.

As soon as her senses ping, an undead soldier clad in tattered armor sits atop a skeletal warhorse, its hollow sockets gleaming with malevolent light. The soldier's flesh hangs in decaying tatters, and its eyes burn with a hunger for the living. The warhorse moves with an unnatural grace, its bones creaking with each step as it leaves a trail of frost in its wake.
https://i.imgur.com/VFucDLy.png

The undead horse and its ride gallop down the southern path.
OOC:
What does everyone do? It is currently at the green arrow. https://i.imgur.com/uPS8x0u.jpg
Feb 11, 2024 4:19 pm
Alyria stands tall, yet still and silent. Patience she’s learned in battle helps her from jumping at the skitter the undead cause in her body. Every nerve wants to react, but she won’t risk her friends. Instead, she decides to wait and see if the skeletal abominations keep on the path they aren’t on. Not liking the gleam in their eyes, she knows it’s best to not draw attention and to let her prey make the first move.
Feb 11, 2024 5:51 pm
That’s not ideal, Ashtar thought to himself. He puts his weight on the balls of his feet to better move quickly should the need arise, but he stands his ground next to Alyria.
Feb 11, 2024 6:07 pm
If Couth was in his own homeland, he would be charging those undead without question but being here is causing him to think about it. He is posed to throw a handaxe that is now in his hands as he is hide away while charging them as well. He holds his action right now as he doesn't want to endanger Allyria and Ashtar if he doesn't have to.
Feb 11, 2024 8:09 pm
Eye of the Storm lay down low next to Couth, letting the shadows cover him as the dreadful riders approached with the thundering hoofbeat of doom. He was horrified to see not all his companions had heeded his words. What were they doing!? They had been warned great dark powers walked this land, and they thought they could just face it down as if they were invincible? The Tabaxi's teeth clamped together. He could not save them now...
Last edited February 11, 2024 8:10 pm
Feb 12, 2024 2:49 am
Following the cue of her compatriots, Briar continues to remain hunkered down beneath the gallows, crossbow at the ready. She hopes the creature will continue past and they will not be forced to engage. Holding her breath, the leaves on her shoulders go still as every single fiber of her being leans into being as unnoticeable as possible.
Feb 12, 2024 3:14 am
Continue past the undead rider, and the horse does. The party stays still, crouched, hidden, holding their breaths, as the horse and rider gallop past and out of sight.
OOC:
The undead horse and rider are riding away. I am going to assume you continue on your journey towards town. I will update tomorrow.
Feb 12, 2024 8:11 am
Ashtar looks at Alyria as the hoofbeats of the riders fade into the distance. He smiles slightly and offers a nod of respect.

While everyone else hid, she alone stood together with him—just like his Alina would have done. His heart ached at the thought of her, and he turned towards the bushes where some of the others hid. "Shall we carry on to town then?"
Feb 12, 2024 4:26 pm
With a snarl Eye of the Storm rose from his hiding place. The Tabaxi was clearly furious!
"You arrogant fools! Are you so eager to be the death of us all? We had a man down, and you confront the first dark foe you find as if you are immortal? If you are so eager to die, march yourselves to that lord's castle for all I care! But don't drag the rest of us into it!"
Feb 12, 2024 5:10 pm
With a silent sigh of relief, she returned Ashtar's nod with one of her own and a warm smile. Unknowingly like his own thoughts, having Ashtar stand in protection of their group and not balk at her beside him had her thinking back to days when her own lover had stood beside her as they stared down enemies on the battlefield. It made her heart ache even more than it did after the, she'd never admit fright as the emotion, nerves it had given her to see herself dead on the gallows. Fortunately, the question had brought her out of her own musings.

Nodding in answer, she stopped with Eye of the Storm's words snarled at them. This was another moment reminiscent of one with her lover. Words snarled in anger, protectiveness, and possibly a bit of fear. Yet, her pride was too strong still. Stiffening her spine, she glared at the feline as she spat, "Did we request you to also stand at our side? No, we did not! I cannot speak for Ashtar, and I refuse to attempt to, but I will speak for myself when I say that stealth and hiding," she gestured to the chainmail she donned for her own protection, "is not a choice I lean towards as my armor is not the quietest choice of gear. Besides, as you say, we had a man down. As I see you all as people dear to me, yes, I would confront the first dark foe we find if it means the rest of you get somewhere hidden because I could handle it! Do not assume my actions to be malicious when I want nothing more than to keep us all safe!"

Without waiting for the Tabaxi to respond, she turned in the direction they were originally headed and began to slowly walk away; wanting to signify she was done talking about this, but not wanting to venture too far from the group with danger not far in the distance.
Last edited February 12, 2024 5:12 pm
Feb 12, 2024 6:25 pm
Couth decides not to get himself involved in the spat. He is still hurting considerably and really like to get to the village for an inn. He does say something at least before he edges toward the way to the village, "Get to an inn."
Feb 12, 2024 6:43 pm
Quickly, the fairy stowed her weapon back in its holster and lifted herself from the ground. She emerged from beneath the gallows showing no sign of shame at having hid; she knew her strengths were in not being noticed and that she could be a most valuable ally when enemies didn’t know she was present.

The frustration from Eye of the Storm was understandable; he seemed an extremely rational and logical creature and Briar could empathize with how he would be angered by careless decisions. She flitted up to his shoulder height and hovered a moment with a quiet voice. "She was protecting us. She let the creature move away when it did not notice us. I think it’s important we see that for what it is." As she spoke, she tentatively placed a small hand upon the tabaxi’s shoulder with an affirming squeeze. "Thank you for caring for our safety."

Ever the peacekeeper, the fairy moved on to join Alyria as she strode further along the group’s designated path. Matching the paladin’s shoulder this time, Briar’s wings hummed a muted tune as she reached out for permission to perch again upon her friend’s shoulders. "You are very brave. We are lucky to have you. This place is awful. Don’t hold it against him."

Her sentences, when broken into small statements as they currently were, highlighted her young age. Her childlike spontaneity and flights of fancy were not her habit out of conscious efforts to embrace her spiritely nature; rather, they were pure and genuine outbursts from a creature set out on a trail of independence too early in her life and too unprepared for what reality could entail. Experiencing tensions among the more mature members of the group, Briar regressed to a child searching to form peace between frustrated parents and sought to charter peace talks between the involved parties.
Feb 13, 2024 12:04 am
With tensions a tad bit higher, the party marches on, leaving the gallows and the small gravesite behind them. The woods are eerily silent as the party strolls along the path.

https://i.imgur.com/zGJbxmM.png
The party crosses an arching stone bridge that spans a crystal-clear, fast-moving river. A large fish slashes as the group walks across.
OOC:
The river is roughly 50 feet wide, with a depth ranging from 5 to 10 feet
Walking on the party comes to the outskirts of the city proper. Tall shapes loom out of the dense fog that surrounds everything. The muddy ground underfoot gives way to slick, wet cobblestones. The tall shapes become recognizable as village dwellings. The windows of each house stare out from pools of blackness.

Just outside of the village, you hear a soft whimpering that draws the parties eye. Standing under a gnarly old tree just outside of a wrought iron fence is a pair of children.
https://i.imgur.com/P6n8HsG.png
Feb 13, 2024 12:28 am
Couth has been rather quiet while we walked. He says, "At last we are here. Perhaps those children can tells us were the inn is?" Couth really isn't feeling that great.

He steps forward of the party, "Would either of you two know where the inn is in town?"

Rose&Thorn

Smiley

Feb 13, 2024 12:43 am
Rose&Thorn

After shushing the young crying boy, the girl turns to you and she shakes her head no. She uses her sleeve too whip some tears from her own face. "Mommy and Daddy say the town's not safe." The little boy runs over to Alyria and wraps his arms around her leg in a hug. He starts Crying out for his Mommy...
Feb 13, 2024 12:48 am
Couth has no doubt that the kids are right. Still. Couth offers, "Yes. I believe you may be right. Still. We could protect you while you guide us to your parents." He smiles as Alyria has a 'clingon'.

Rose&Thorn

Smiley

Feb 13, 2024 1:06 am
Rose&Thorn

The little girl walks over to her brother and tries to pull him off of Alyria. "Mommy and Daddy went into the basement to deal with the monster." Still trying to pull the boy away. "He got scared and ran out here."
Feb 13, 2024 8:41 am
Ashtar smiled at the children. In truth, he hardly knew how to behave in front of them, but he was an actor, and he certainly understood the performances that entertained children. So he gave them a genuine smile. "Take us to your parents. We’ll see about fetching them for you."
Feb 13, 2024 5:54 pm
With a small sigh, Alyria looks at Briar. "I do not hold it against him. We were both just expressing our protectiveness loudly." Moving her hair, she happily lets her fairy friend ride upon her back, knowing the companionship and desire to see her friend unbothered by the conflict will help calm her.

The sight of the crying children kills any remaining frustration she has as her heart breaks at the tears. With an "oof" as the tiny boy collides with her, she encourages him to let go long enough to pick him up. Curling him against her chest so as to not displace Briar, she begins to softly bounce as she shushes the boy and holds him close to comfort him. Encouragingly, she smiles at the girl. "We shall do everything we can to see your parents returned to you. Lead the way, dear girl."
OOC:
You just had to hit me in the heart with a tiny, crying child, didn’t you lol
Last edited February 13, 2024 5:55 pm
Feb 13, 2024 7:36 pm
Settled happily upon her perch, Briar busies her fidgety fingers by weaving small braids into Alyria’s hair once again. Upon encountering the children, the fairy’s brows knit concernedly together. She can empathize with being young and afraid all too well. With the boy coddled in Alyria’s comforting embrace, Briar attempts to aid the soothing. She leans over the paladin’s shoulders and murmurs a small collection of musical words in Sylvan and dances her hands before the child, conjuring a localized shower of leaves to flutter delicately around him like little butterflies, the scent of an autumn rain trailing in the ethereal creatures’ wake.

"We can help," she tells him. Then, as much as a statement to help ease the children’s nerves as it is to bolster her own resolve, she adds, "We’re heroes in training."
OOC:
Druidcrafting some leaf-winged moths that smell like happiness (to me).
Feb 14, 2024 1:27 am
Rose&Thorn

The girl grabs Ashtar's hand and starts leading him into the house. "I am Rose, Thorn was scared, We left our baby bother Walter inside. He was asleep in the Crib."
The boy Thorn snuggles up in Alyria's arms and wipes his snotty nose and eyes on her clothes.


https://i.imgur.com/sRsiXke.png
Rose leads the party down a short path to a tall brick row house that has seen better days. Its windows are dark. It has a gated portico on the ground floor, and the rusty gate is slightly ajar.
Rose pushes open a gate, and its rusty hinges shriek. Unlit oil lamps hang from the portico ceiling by chains, flanking a set of oaken doors.
She pushes open one of the doors to a small Foyer. Hanging on the south wall is a shield emblazoned with a coat-of-arms, a stylized golden windmill on a red field, flanked by framed portraits of stony-faced aristocrats.
Mahogany-framed double doors leading from the foyer to the main hall are set with panes of stained glass.

Thorn starts freaking out as they enter the Foyer. Crying and screaming that he won't go inside. He flails trying to get out of Alyria's arms...
Feb 14, 2024 10:37 am
Ashtar smiled at Rose, though his insides were cold as the grave. The house had the feel of dread soaked into its walls, but he genuinely liked this girl for being brave. "Take us to the baby first. Best you get the baby out, and we can go look for your parents. How’s that sound?"
Feb 14, 2024 9:12 pm
"Wait..." Eye of the Storm said, looking over the house, then looking over the children. Their garb was rich. It matched the house, but something was wrong. Very wrong. His eyes went over the party and betrayed distrust. He addressed the children.
"How long ago did your parents enter the basement?"
Feb 14, 2024 9:12 pm
Couth says looking over the situation, "If we must go beyond just simple looking and such, I'm really not up to it." Speaking from the fact he has only 5 hp which a lot lower than his normal healed self.
Feb 14, 2024 11:17 pm
OOC:
Waiting for @Kilikina / Alyria to do something with the freaking out young boy before updating.
Feb 15, 2024 12:41 am
OOC:
Sorry!
Alyria freezes outside the doorway to the home. Holding the boy tighter, she shushes and coos soothing words like "it's okay" and "you're safe." The look Storm gave put her on alert, but she wasn't ready to assume the children had nafarious plans just yet. The boy in her arms made her remember times of taking care of her younger brother and comforting him after their loss. Once he stopped fighting her, she calmly said, "If you do not wish to go in, you may stay with my friend." She gestures to Couth before continuing, "I, however, need to go inside. If you wish to stay with me, I will protect you as fiercely as I protect everyone else. You will be alright with me."
Feb 15, 2024 1:47 pm
Rose&Thorn


Rose answer Eye of the Storm "They said they would be back shortly, but it feels like it was ages ago." She goes to open the door into the house, and her hand gets shaky. She also seems too frightened of going inside.

Thorn having calmed down a little, still shakes his head. "No Go In. Scared Monster."
Rose still shaky from fear, steps away from the door herself. "Umm.. I will..Yeah Stay and watch Thorn... We will stay here..."
She walks over to Alyria and tries to help Thorn down. "The Baby's room is on the 3rd floor."
Feb 15, 2024 4:59 pm
Ashtar looked at the boy gently. "What kinds of monster are in there?"
OOC:
I’m ready to enter whenever.
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Feb 15, 2024 5:27 pm
Couth put a comforting hand on the boy, "I will stay here make sure the two are alright." He doesn't care to hunt monsters being badly hurt.
Feb 15, 2024 8:09 pm
Utilizing her innate affinity for nature, Briar pulls a handful of flowers from the ether and passes them to the children, trying to hide the worry in her smile. She gives Couth a nod of understanding and steels herself to enter the building in the wake of her larger and stronger companions.
Feb 16, 2024 1:00 am
Eye of the Storm was as wary as ever, and he held up his companions for a moment more. He had a plan.
"Can you point to the window of the room the baby is at?"
Feb 16, 2024 1:56 am
Rose with a still trembling hand points up and to the right. "His room is there."

https://i.imgur.com/vpzyYbU.png
OOC:
As of right now, you are all in the Green Area. The doors going into the house are closed. The Doors leaving the house are also closed.
She points to the room in with the Red X but on the 3rd floor.
Feb 16, 2024 3:30 am
Eyeing the ceiling above with fear ringing her large emerald stare, Briar fights a shudder or a shiver or perhaps a convulsion as the gravity of their current situation settles upon her sense of reality.

"Wait!" She spurts out in a strangled sound as her initial impulse to yell is rapidly caught by the reminder of instinct to be quiet. "What did the lady say?"

She eyes her compatriots to discern who among them would remember best Madam Eva’s advice with that first card she flipped. "A sick town. A bad house. A tortured boy." The leaves on her skin freeze over as if an ice storm had just crashed down in a flash. It was an apt representation of the blood in her veins.
Feb 16, 2024 5:35 am
"If there’s a child being tortured in there, all the more reason we must make haste. Briar, would you be so kind as to fly and peek into the babe’s room to see if the child is in there?"

Ashtar tries the door handle and attempts to open the door.
Feb 16, 2024 7:35 pm
Eye of the Storm looks at Briar, things turning out like he planned.
"If you wish not, I will climb up there. But I believe things may not turn out as they were presented.."
Feb 16, 2024 10:48 pm
The fairy takes a moment after Ashtar's request to take a deep breath. The leaves on her shoulders bulge like her little lungs, then settle to a stillness they rarely embody. Then she flits off up the stairs, carefully keeping to the edges of the shadows as best she can, moving slowly and keeping a wary eye on the surroundings as she moves.
OOC:
I assume there's a stairway to the upper floors that would be open access as it's a standard house design? Going to creep closer, trying to be sneaky and also keep an eye out for danger. I presume it's either investigation or perception to look for danger. Let me know and I will roll accordingly.
Last edited February 16, 2024 10:48 pm

Rolls

Briar: Stealth - (1d20+7)

(19) + 7 = 26

Feb 16, 2024 11:35 pm
Ashtar opens the double doors to reveal A pitch black free of dust hall that runs the width of the house, with a brand new black marble fireplace at one end and a sweeping, well oiled red marble staircase at the other. Mounted on the wall above the fireplace is a shiny longsword.
The wood-paneled walls are ornately sculpted with images of vines, flowers, nymphs, and satyrs. The decorative paneling follows up the dark staircase as it circles upward to the second floor.
OOC:
There is a Staircase heading up and 5 doors (Not including the two the Ashtar just opened)
https://i.imgur.com/QpLxidU.png
OOC:
@Redamancy The house is dark, and you do not have dark vision. Do you proceed into the darkness?
Feb 16, 2024 11:43 pm
OOC:
Blegh. Briar has a hooded lantern she will pull out and shield so as to emit the minimum amount of light possible so she can continue ahead. Dim light in a five foot radius
Feb 17, 2024 12:05 am
Ashtar waits for Briar to scout and return before moving any further beyond what he's already done. The place dripped with dread, and he wanted to rescue any child that may be trapped within, but doing so waiting for Briar may reveal some helpful information.
Feb 17, 2024 1:15 am
OOC:
Never done private tags as of yet ... let me look it up real quick!
Feb 17, 2024 1:15 am
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Feb 17, 2024 1:20 am
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Feb 17, 2024 1:25 am

Rolls

Secret Roll

Feb 17, 2024 1:28 am

Rolls

Init - (1d20)

(4) = 4

Feb 17, 2024 1:31 am

Rolls

Att 1 - (1d20+4)

(16) + 4 = 20

Dmg 1 - (1d6+2)

(5) + 2 = 7

Att 2 - (1d20+4)

(19) + 4 = 23

Dmg - (1d6+2)

(3) + 2 = 5

Feb 17, 2024 1:45 am
After Briar ascends the stairwell, the minutes feel like hours as the fairy scouts ahead. For her, especially, the time feels infinite. Until it doesn't.

From the foyer below, the group can hear a small squeak of surprise, a second small hiccup of horror, then the rapid pattering of tiny feet and the hummingbird buzz of wings as Briar speeds rapidly back down her path in running leaps. Rounding the top of the stairs, she is disheveled and ragged, bloodied and wounded, gaze wild with fear.

She manages to travel halfway down the final set of stairs before collapsing to her knees, shaking her head and wordlessly whimpering.
Feb 17, 2024 1:48 am
OOC:
@Redamancy Perfect! I am going to remove private from your post.
Feb 17, 2024 1:58 am
Ashtar rushed to Briar and kneeled down next to her. "What attacked you--is there a child up there?" He looked ready to bolt upstairs on the first word from Briar that a child needs help.
Feb 17, 2024 2:10 am
"The suit of armor attacked me!" Briar cries. She holds her sides, tears streaking her cheeks from pain and surprise. "I didn't even find the baby!" She mewls, disappointed in her failure.
Feb 17, 2024 2:59 am
Couth leaning against a wall with the boy and was waiting. "I don't know how we search further like we are?
Feb 18, 2024 12:01 am
Having given the boy over to Couth to watch, Alyria bolts for Briar after Ashtar and kneels on her other side. Carefully, seeing her friend distraught, she gently wraps her arms around Briar while allowing health to flow back in and repair what damage it can. "It's alright, you did everything you could. Let's get you on your feet again, and then we'll see what we can do." Looking over at Ashtar, then at Storm, she says with conviction, "No more going solo for today. We need to investigate together."
OOC:
One cast of cure wounds, please!

Rolls

Cure Wounds - (1d8+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Feb 18, 2024 1:15 am
The look of stunned rides crosses his face a few moments. Alyria has knowing left him in a mess for hours when she could have healed him. She knew he was so hurt that he couldn't even help the poor kids. And still didn't offer to heal him. Couth didn't know she could heal.

Couth says flatly, "I will take the boy & the girl here to inn where they can be safe."

He says to them, "Come here and lead me to the inn."
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Feb 18, 2024 3:42 am
"The more of us there are, the better. Couth, here." Ashtar offered the man a vial. "Healing potion. Was saving it for emergency, and I believe this qualifies as one. Alyria, perhaps lead the way with your heavy armor? Whatever is here is likely already alerted of us anyway."
OOC:
@GeneCortess potion of healing for you.
Feb 18, 2024 10:57 am
"Happily so," she said, rising to her feet and leading the way up the staircase. With a singular focus on taking care of the object that hurt her friend and rescuing the youngest child, she didn’t let the way Couth’s face blanked over.

Was he agitated? Did he not want to go on this exploration? She didn’t begrudge him wanting to wait it out with the children and Briar. She preferred the idea as she’d be worried about both of them in combat; yet, she’d wouldn’t ask either of them to avoid it. She felt capable of protecting both of them despite how her mind kept drifting back to what had startled her earlier as she drew closer to fighting herself.
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Feb 18, 2024 8:42 pm
With Children in hand Couth, a bit frustrated, turns to leave the house. He turns the nob and finds out it is locked. The door will not budge...
Briar, Ashtar, Alyria, and Eye of the Storm all start heading up the stairs.

They hear Couth yelling by the door. "The door is locked or jammed. I can't get it open.!! Couth is slamming into the door, trying to force it open, but the door does not budge.
Feb 18, 2024 8:49 pm
Ashtar pockets his potion back. Couth was clearly angry about something, but there were more pressing matters at hand. He followed Alyria closely, each step like a pressure on his heart. "What do you see?" He whispered to Alyria.
Feb 19, 2024 2:04 am
Couth catches back up to the party. Frustrated, Shaken, and Out of Breath.
"The..kids...They vanished...I tried to open the door, and when I turned around, they were gone." He puts his hands on his knees and tries to catch his breath "The door is shut tight. It won't open. It felt barricaded some way. "
First Floor (So Far)
https://i.imgur.com/br2IvaI.png

With Alyria in the lead, the party begins their ascent of the spiral stairs. The house is pitch black, and Briar's lantern sheds very little light.
The group slowly makes it to the second floor. Looking around, Alyria can see 6 unlit oil lamps that are mounted on the walls of this elegant hall. Hanging above the mantelpiece is a wood-framed portrait. 4 standing suits of black armor flank wooden doors in the east and west walls, and 1 stands in front of the mantelpiece. Each suit of armor clutches a sword and shield and has a visored helm shaped like a wolf's head.

Second Floor (So Far)
https://i.imgur.com/OBnyWYF.png
OOC:
There are 3 sets of doors marked by colored arrows (green, red, and blue).
Feb 19, 2024 3:27 am
"You were attacked by something like one of these?" Ashtar asked Briar, his quarterstaff gripped tightly in one hand, his other taking out a torch to light it using her lantern.
OOC:
Which room would be the one that was pointed out as the one with a baby in it?

After Ashtar lights his torch, he’ll motion to Alyria towards the door with the alleged baby.
Feb 19, 2024 3:41 am
"I think so. I didn't really get a good look. It happened so fast. But I was on the third floor." Briar lifts her lantern as high as she can. "I can make it brighter, I just thought it was best to not draw too much attention to myself ... it didn't make much of a difference though.
OOC:
Pending party approval, she will open the hood on the lantern and give 30 ft of dim illumination instead of 5 ft.
Feb 19, 2024 3:55 am
"Brightening this house of dread would be kindly appreciated, if you please." Ashtar looked at the stairs. "Shall we proceed? I fear at the thought of what state we’d find this child in, if there is indeed a child."
Feb 19, 2024 8:48 am
Briar releases the hood on the lamp to allow as much of their surrounding be illuminated as possible. "Should be one more flight up. I think maybe we just try to get there and find another way out? I don’t want to be in here longer than I have to. This place is awful."
OOC:
Dim light for 30 ft around Briar. She will adjust positioning among the group as needed to accommodate anyone who wants to use it. She’s also keeping a massive lookout this time. Trying to, anyway.

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Feb 19, 2024 1:26 pm
Alyria nods in agreement before stopping and shaking her head. "I remember something the Madam said. Within the house of corruption was a boy corrupt with power. We should see first if there's something on this floor that will assist us. And considering the other two children vanished, who's to say their words rang with truth?"
Feb 19, 2024 2:14 pm
OOC:
Do you plan on checking each room? This is the 2nd floor. The babies room is on the 3rd.
Feb 19, 2024 5:49 pm
OOC:
Unless something gives me a reason not to, yes. Is that okay? I'd just planned to play it by ear, see if something in one of the rooms was a clue to what's going on before heading up.
Feb 19, 2024 6:04 pm
OOC:
Which door would you like to starts with?
Feb 19, 2024 7:18 pm
OOC:
Will follow where Alyria wants to explore, no problem.
Feb 19, 2024 8:12 pm
OOC:
Sure, taking a quick look around shouldn't hurt. Hopefully.
Feb 20, 2024 3:10 am
OOC:
The first door on the right then. The blue arrow.
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Feb 20, 2024 5:13 am
grifter730 says:
OOC:
Sure, taking a quick look around shouldn't hurt. Hopefully.
OOC:
And they were never heard from again. XD
Feb 20, 2024 7:25 am
Alyria opens the door to find an undecorated bedroom that contains a pair of beds with straw-stuffed mattresses. At the foot of each bed is a footlocker. Tidy servants' uniforms hang from hooks in the adjoining closet.
A dumbwaiter in the corner of the west wall has a button on the wall next to it.


https://i.imgur.com/JQl6bOd.png
Feb 20, 2024 8:32 am
OOC:
How can I not?
With eyes watching around her for something to happen, Alyria walks over and presses the button.
Feb 20, 2024 8:42 am
Despite the tension in the air, Ashtar smirked when Alyria pressed the button.
Feb 20, 2024 8:42 am
Soft ringing can be faintly heard from the floor below.
Feb 20, 2024 4:01 pm
With a blink, she gives a look to the party behind her as if she's amused with herself. "That must be a summoning bell for the staff who worked here." With a quiet chuckle at her own concern over the "dreaded button," she heads out and into the room next door.
Feb 20, 2024 4:07 pm
Ashtar followed behind.
Feb 20, 2024 4:28 pm
Red velvet drapes cover the windows of this room. An exquisite mahogany desk and a matching high-back chair face the entrance and the fireplace, above which hangs a framed picture of a windmill perched atop a rocky crag. Situated in corners of the room are two overstuffed chairs. Floor-to-ceiling bookshelves line the south wall. A rolling wooden ladder allows one to more easily reach the high shelves.
OOC:
Can't post an image at work for some reason. Will update with image when home.
Feb 20, 2024 6:16 pm
"Fancy place. Shame it is haunted. The fact that there is neither servant or owner to be found speaks volumes."
Eye of the Storm had his bow out and an arrow laid across it, ready to be fired. He prayed there would be no ghosts...
Feb 20, 2024 7:30 pm
With aim of staying near the center of the group as they traverse room to room, Briar holds her lantern aloft. "What happened to the kids?" she whispers fretfully.
Feb 20, 2024 10:10 pm
Couth answers again. [I went and tried to push open the door. I turned my back to them for a second. When I turned around, they were gone."
OOC:
@Khulod
Eye of the Storm looks around this fantasy library and notices something off about the book shelf on the east wall.
OOC:
In this library are a desk, 2 chairs, and floor-to bookcases full of books.
Red Arrow marks strange Bookcase.
https://i.imgur.com/7Ud7feS.png
Feb 20, 2024 11:58 pm
Ashtar heads in, checking the area. He shrugged. "It's a library."
Feb 21, 2024 12:10 am
Briar looks to Couth sadly. "Right. But what happened to them? Where are they? Were they even real?" She rubs her palm against her thigh, anxiously attempting to soothe the persistent itch that seems to increase in intensity as her nerves become further rattled in this place.
Feb 21, 2024 10:12 am
The Tabaxi sauntered over to the odd bookcase. He sniffed the air and looked it over, then looked at the ground around it and the ceiling. Then he pulled out a few books...
Feb 21, 2024 6:07 pm
With a comforting smile, Alyria gives Briar's shoulder a gentle squeeze. "We'll figure it out, don't worry just yet." She itches to hug her friend, but doesn't want to let her guard down while they're in this house turned prison. She has wondered the same things herself, but without answers, she knows it'll lead herself down a path she shouldn't take. She already has one thought on that path of obsessive anxiety that she keeps pushed down.

Seeing motion out of the corner of her eye, she turns to see Eye disrupting the beautiful image that is a full bookshelf of novels, facts, and adventures. "What is happening?"
Feb 21, 2024 10:13 pm
The eye of the storm pulls back a red covered book, and a book case swings open. It reveals a secret room that contains bookshelves packed with tomes.
A heavy wooden chest with clawed iron feet stands against the south wall, its lid half-closed. Sticking out of the chest is a skeleton in leather armor. Clutched in the skeleton's left hand is a letter.


https://i.imgur.com/XByNwOg.png
Feb 22, 2024 8:07 am
"A secret room… beware of traps around that chest—and that letter. And everything else." He shrugged. "Briar, I do believe your talents are needed here?"
Feb 22, 2024 12:53 pm
Eye of the Storm squinted at the skeletons, having an odd sense that he was looking at a previous victim of this particular scam.
"Next time I see those kids I'm going to skewer them."
Feb 22, 2024 8:39 pm
The fairy nods once with determination, pauses, then tilts her head to the side as she observes the area before she enters. She gives a little shimmy and steps forward. "Let me work my magic," she giggles and creeps closer to get a better view of the space, wary of dangers that might be ready to spring as they encroach on this secret place.
OOC:
If it seems clear, I’ll fly in to nab the letter without touching ground and back out with it.
Last edited February 22, 2024 9:00 pm

Rolls

Briar: Investigation - (1d20+4)

(14) + 4 = 18

Feb 22, 2024 9:15 pm
Alyria steps up to the room with everyone else to watch, shield poised and ready in case something jumped out and attacked. Watching Briar like a hawk, not wanting her to get more hurt than she is, she mutters, "You may not have the chance Eye of the Storm, I'm starting to doubt the children's existence myself."
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Feb 22, 2024 11:43 pm
It seems like whatever traps were in this room, the dead body has already triggered them.
OOC:
In the library there is a Desk covered with some papers and book shelves loaded with books.
Feb 23, 2024 12:23 am
Without touching down, Briar flutters in to quickly tug the letter from the boney grasp. She zips back out of the concealed space to check the contents of the parchment with the rest of the group.
Feb 23, 2024 12:42 am
Briar flies out with the note leaving the rest of the chest unexplored.
She breaks the seals of the Note and unrolls it.

https://i.imgur.com/9sJuUb3.png

My most pathetic servant,
I am not a messiah sent to you by the Dark Powers of this land. I have not come to lead you on a path to immortality. However many souls you have bled on your hidden altar, however many visitors you have tortured in your dungeon, know that you are not the ones who brought me to this beautiful land. You are but worms writhing in my earth.
You say that you are cursed, your fortunes spent. You abandoned love for madness, took solace in the bosom of another woman, and sired a bastard son. Cursed by darkness? Of that I have no doubt. Save you from your wretchedness? I think not. I much prefer you as you are.
Your dread lord and master,
Strahd von Zarovich
OOC:
Plain Text to make it easier to read.
[ +- ] Note
https://i.imgur.com/fo6bK1M.jpeg
Feb 23, 2024 1:37 am
Ashtar scrunched up his face and raised an eyebrow, but said nothing of the contents of the letter. He looked over the room, checking the papers on the desk to see if any of the contents caught his eyes, and looked over the books on the shelves to get a better sense of the room's inhabitant.
Feb 23, 2024 1:57 am
Having read the note with a nose wrinkled in disgust, Briar hands the parchment over to Alyria and shakes her head as if to try and loose the words from her mind. "Mm-mm, mm-mm" she murmurs a chain of negative grunts and looks back to the room from whence the letter was found. Cautiously, she creeps back in to look into the chest and about the skeletal figure in search of any remaining belongings or trinkets. As she begins to search, she also begins to rub her itching palm again against the roughness of her adventuring leathers.
OOC:
Not sure if this is investigation again or merely perception
Feb 23, 2024 2:43 am
Ashtar searches the desk and finds that it has several items resting atop it: an oil lamp, a jar of ink, a quill pen, a tinderbox, and a letter kit containing a red wax candle, four blank sheets of parchment, and a wooden seal bearing a windmill. The desk drawer is empty except for an iron key.
The bookshelves hold hundreds of tomes covering a range of topics, including history, warfare, and alchemy. There are also several shelves containing first-edition collected works of poetry and fiction.

Brair searches the skeletal remains, you find a black wooden pipe, and 3 darts stuck into his rib cage and tattered leather armor.
In the chest, she finds 3 blank books with black leather covers, 2 health potions, 3 spell scrolls, the deed to the house and a windmill, and a signed will.

https://i.imgur.com/51v2iH4.jpeg
https://i.imgur.com/BI11hfa.jpeg
OOC:
I did not make these. I just found them. The location on the Manor is not correct.
Feb 23, 2024 3:05 am
OOC:
How long ago is the date noted here, compared to the present date? Given that the children's names match the children we were dealing with, I'm curious to know what the timeline is like.
Ashtar felt guilty, but this was a haunted house, and they were clearly trapped here, so the guilt quickly disappeared as he bagged several things from the desk. He could always use more papers, and that quill looked exquisite. Plus that iron key could prove useful.
OOC:
He took the jar of ink, quill pen, tinderbox, letter kit containing a red wax candle, four blank sheets of parchment, and a wooden seal bearing a windmill. He also took the iron key.
Feb 23, 2024 3:12 am
OOC:
Roll me a History Check. @grifter730
Feb 23, 2024 5:13 am
Smiley says:

Brair searches the skeletal remains, you find a black wooden pipe, and 3 darts stuck into his rib cage and tattered leather armor.
In the chest, she finds 3 blank books with black leather covers, 2 health potions, 3 spell scrolls, the deed to the house and a windmill, and a signed will.

Mood changing like the sky during the summer rains, Briar’s second pass through the creepy room brings a glitter back to her recently sullen eyes. She gasps quietly in joy, as if seeing an adorable field mouse playing fiddle, and whispers an exclamation: "Whoa, so many more things!"

She quickly pockets the pipe and the darts from the skeletal body. Nimble fingers scoop the journals into the crook of one arm, while the other coddles a collection of scrolled parchments. Between both hands, she carried the potions out like maracas, elbows pinching in towards her waist to carry all the goods in one trip.

"Look at all this stuff!" She proudly declares as she stands central in the room for all to see.
Feb 23, 2024 5:25 am
OOC:
History roll. Is this a roll just to know today’s date…?

Rolls

Ashtar: History - (1d20+0)

(2) = 2

Feb 23, 2024 12:02 pm
"The library in the last room alone is worth a fortune. But it will do us no good if we cannot escape this place. Still, carry what you can. I am sure this place will spontaneously combust just to spite us out of a payday."
As the parchment is passed to him Eye of the Storm slowly read the letters, squinting. The Tabaxi came from the deep forests where there was little need for written words among his people. But he managed to struggle through the words.
"I am confused who this Strahd is exactly. The people of the caravan said their lord was changed. But this man is claims to be from the outside, like us. Kind of him to state plainly he's an evil bastard though."

He did note it was not that expensive to own land here, at least not for a retiring adventurer. But then again, who would want to live in this accursed land?

"Well, let's save the basement for last. I hope none of you had a heavy lunch.."
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Feb 23, 2024 1:10 pm
Ashtar takes a look at the papers and realizes a few things, he has no idea what any of the dates or times means on it. The months and years on the deed and will are nothing he has ever heard of. Maybe these lands have a different calendar system all together.
He also realizes he truly does not know what day it is. How long did he sleep while the caravan traveled through the mist? Was it mere hours or days or weeks? How long were they in Madam Eva's Tent? It was morning when they entered and was night time when they left, but it only felt like they were in there for an hour. Maybe time works differently here...
Feb 23, 2024 5:52 pm
"Next room?" Ashtar looked at Alyria.
Feb 24, 2024 12:57 am
With a shake of her head, she passes the letter on. "It does sound like he is from afar. I wish we'd gotten the name of their Prince so we could be sure." Before nodding to Ashtar's question of passing on, she takes one more look around the room to make sure they didn't miss anything (and maybe swipes a fictional romance novel or two on her way).
OOC:
May my eyes see with eagle preciseness because I have been blessed with the clearest of vision this holy of rolls!
Last edited February 24, 2024 12:58 am

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

Feb 24, 2024 2:11 am
OOC:
Can I see what the spell scrolls are?
Feb 24, 2024 2:53 pm
Looking at the scrolls Briar learns they are: Invisibility, Magic Weapon, Enlarge/Reduce.
OOC:
Spell scroll rules with a slight modifier (Which is bolded). The modification allows everyone to use a spell scroll.
[ +- ] Spell Scroll

Alyria taking another thumb through the tomes in the hidden room. Find that they are filled with titles that have something to do with fiend-summoning and necromantic rituals.
OOC:
If anyone wants to take a closer look at the Tomes role arcana.
Titles include:
Infernal Incantations
Demonic Conjurings
The Dark Grimoire
Fiendish Summonings
Grimoire Mortis
Cursed Codex
Sepulchral Summonings
Netherworld Necromancy
Macabre Manuscripts

In the main library, she finds a roll of romantic (some erotic) books.
Titles include:
Swordplay of the Heart
Enchanted Embrace
Spellbound Serenade
Dragon's Desire
Mystical Masquerade
Fey Fate
Warlock's Wishes
Elf Enchantment
Mermaid's Melody
Wizard's Whimsy
OOC:
There is nothing else in this room.
Do we want to start a loot log somewhere?
Feb 25, 2024 2:08 am
OOC:
I’m ready to move on. Ashtar certainly won’t start trying to read books while there’s possible danger about.

A loot thread would be great!
Feb 25, 2024 3:08 am
OOC:
Love a loot thread idea. Briar is ready to move on, not interested in books.
Feb 25, 2024 11:39 am
Uninterested in the magical tomes, she moved back towards the door. Seeing all the different titles, she shamelessly plucks five of the romance rolls. She can get bored sometimes while traveling or when hunkered down and unable to sleep. As a firm believer in love, she isn't afraid to hide the rolls of adult stories as she slides them into her backpack. With that done, she leads the group to the last room on the floor.
OOC:
I too am ready to move on. Do you need to know what fiction books I snatched up?
Feb 25, 2024 3:47 pm
OOC:
Nah just make up some names.

As you cautiously push open the door across the hall, the air thickens with a haunting melody, echoing through the ethereal ballroom. A ghostly figure, its form translucent and haunting, delicately taps on a harpsichord in the dimly lit corner, while another spectral presence plucks at a large, standing harp near the fireplace.

Gossamer drapes shroud the windows, casting eerie shadows across the elegantly appointed hall, adorned with a brass-plated chandelier that emits a faint, flickering light. Ghostly couples, their faded forms swaying in an otherworldly dance, glide across the ballroom floor, their movements echoing in the stillness.

Among the faded guests, two simply dressed maids move silently, their ghostly hands passing out drinks to the spectral figures seated along the walls. In one corner, a pregnant maid, her belly swollen with an unborn ghostly child, stands with an unsettling aimlessness, rubbing her phantom form as if lost in a trance.

Amidst the spectral waltz, a male and female ghost, their forms more solid yet still ethereal, engage in a dance fraught with tension. The man's lustful glances towards the pregnant maid stir a palpable anger in the woman, her spectral visage contorted with fury.

As the music abruptly halts, the faded figures vanish one by one, leaving only the pregnant maid and the final couple. Their heated argument fills the room with spectral echoes, culminating in a chilling slap across the man's face before the woman dissolves into nothingness.

Alone with the pregnant maid, the man approaches, his spectral embrace a paradox of love and longing, before he too fades into the ghostly ether, leaving behind only a lingering sense of unease in the haunted ballroom.


https://i.imgur.com/kxfn25C.png


Feb 25, 2024 4:33 pm
"I hate this place." The Tabaxi stated plainly.
Feb 25, 2024 8:10 pm
Ashtar slapped Eye of the Storm's back as he walked past to examine the room. "What's not to like? Ghostly hauntings, love, lust, passion, betrayal, and a hint of murder or ten." He mindlessly pressed a few keys on the piano, and lifted the lid to see what's inside.
Feb 25, 2024 9:01 pm
A slight rattle of chains can be heard in the silence as Alyria's hand presses just over her heart. Her sad gaze looks at where the spectral embrace had just been. Love and longing were emotions her heart knew all too well having experienced it for far longer than she wishes to admit. "What a horrible situation to be in, loving someone you can't be with."

She ignored the longing in her own voice before looking around the room to see if anything else other than the show was amiss. "I feel we should head down to the first floor before we go up. If the ghosts of this home are showing us what led to the situation, we may have missed information in one of the rooms we walked right passed." She wouldn't dominate the group to make the decision for them, so she cut an eye at them to see their reactions to the idea.
OOC:
I will forever roll nothing but perception if this luck keeps up.
Last edited February 25, 2024 9:02 pm

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

Feb 25, 2024 10:04 pm
Ashtar bit his cheek, uncomfortable at the display of affection. After a few moments, he finally spoke. "Whatever's upstairs, I can't imagine it's a living child. I'm fine with heading back down first."
Feb 25, 2024 11:42 pm
With the ghostly dances gone, the library is quiet.
Searching around Alyria, does not find anything of note besides the Harpsichord and harp.
OOC:
Map So Far. Left is 1st Floor. Right is 2nd Floor.
Arrows point to doors not visited yet.
You also have the spiral stars heading to the 3rd floor.
https://i.imgur.com/9clKHd8.jpeg
Feb 26, 2024 12:07 pm
OOC:
I vote we go down and start with the pink door.
Feb 26, 2024 6:42 pm
OOC:
Lead on, paladin.
Feb 27, 2024 12:30 am
OOC:
Following nervously behind. Absolutely agree with peeking at bottom rooms before going up to the top floor.
Feb 27, 2024 8:13 pm
The group walks down the spiral stairs, wanting to check out the 1st floor.
Alyria walks to the door on the left and opens it to reveal the snarling jaws of a wolf!


https://i.imgur.com/riwMJBT.png
Feb 27, 2024 9:21 pm
Raising her shield without unsheathing her sword, Alyria takes a careful step into the doorway, blocking the others from entering and trying to keep the focus of the beautiful creature in front of her. "Easy little wolf," she cooed, her voice soft and attempting to be comforting, "we mean you no harm. If you give me a moment, and let us be, I'll throw you a ration."
Feb 27, 2024 9:44 pm
The wolf does not move, nor does it flitch, blink, or breathe. It appears to be stuffed..


In the dim light of the oak-paneled room, shadows dance across the walls like specters in the night. Dominating the space, the imposing stag's head mounted above the fireplace casts an eerie gaze, while the lifeless forms of three stuffed wolves lurk in the corners like silent sentinels.

Two padded chairs, their animal fur draped with an unsettling air of morbidity, face the crackling hearth, their presence inviting but foreboding. Between them, an oak table groans under the weight of its burdens - a cask of wine, two carved wooden goblets, a pipe rack, and a candelabrum, their shapes distorted in the shifting darkness.

Above, an antler chandelier hangs like twisted branches from a gnarled tree, casting eerie shadows across a cloth-covered table, flanked by four chairs that seem to beckon unwary souls to their doom. Against the walls, two cabinets stand sentinel, their contents shrouded in mystery.

https://i.imgur.com/EejjhqN.png
Feb 27, 2024 10:06 pm
Ashtar was taken aback at seeing a wolf in the room. Surely this was some sort of illusion, but he wasn't taking any chances. "Hello..."

Realizing it was a stuffed wolf, Ashtar dropped his shoulders. "That was rather embarrassing." He goes and inspects the room, checking out the cabinet by opening its doors.
OOC:
Oops, should've refreshed before submitting a post on a page I loaded hours earlier.
Last edited February 27, 2024 10:15 pm
Feb 27, 2024 11:17 pm
"Wait!" Briar dives for Ashtar’s hand, aiming to stop him from opening the cabinet door until after they were able to do a thorough search of the space. "Remember the skeleton? Not everything here is what it seems…"
OOC:
Would like to investigate for traps if I can … hopefully save Ashtar from losing some fingers.
Feb 27, 2024 11:35 pm
Ashtar yanks his hand back at Briar's warning. "Quite right. Thank you." He takes a few paces back and nods respectfully at her, motioning for the expert to inspect it.
Feb 27, 2024 11:36 pm
OOC:
Perception is used to check for traps. Investigation is used to figure out how the trap works.
Feb 27, 2024 11:53 pm
OOC:
Trying to find a trap…

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(11) + 2 = 13

Feb 28, 2024 12:04 am
The cabinet is not trapped at all but it is locked.
Feb 28, 2024 1:20 am
OOC:
If I recall correctly, unlocking with tools is sleight of hand plus proficiency?

Rolls

Briar: Sleight Of Hand - (1d20+7+2)

(17) + 9 = 26

Feb 28, 2024 1:51 am
The cabinet opens and is holding a half a dozen bottles of wine...
OOC:
I need to check rules for picking locks. Don't worry about your roll you were good no matter what.
I thought it was dex+proficiency in tool.
Think of Thieves tools as another skill.
For you it would be 1d20+3(dex)+2(proficiency)


Feb 28, 2024 1:57 am
OOC:
Ah yeah, you are right. First time playing a rogue. On to the other cabinet! For traps, first.

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(10) + 2 = 12

Feb 28, 2024 2:00 am
It is not trapped but it is once again locked.
Feb 28, 2024 2:24 am
OOC:
Let me in!

Edit:

Oh nooo
Last edited February 28, 2024 2:25 am

Rolls

Lockpick - (1d20+3+2)

(3) + 5 = 8

Feb 28, 2024 9:27 am
Realizing the state of the wolf, Alyria suppressed the blush that wanted to stain her cheeks with embarrassment. Happily letting the others pass, she goes to inspect the items on the table while hoping that Briar and Ashtar snatch up a bottle or three of wine.
OOC:
Not sure if I need a perception or investigation roll since the items are on the table?
Feb 28, 2024 7:26 pm
Ashtar peeks into the cabinet filled with wine. "If we survive this, we know which room to go to to celebrate."
Feb 28, 2024 10:47 pm
Briar fidgets with her tools and just can't seem to get the cabinet unlocked.

On the table, Alyria finds an almost empty cask of wine, two carved wooden goblets, a pipe rack, and a candelabrum.
Goblets
https://i.imgur.com/S7kAlsi.png
Pipe Rack: Hold 4 simple pipes.
https://i.imgur.com/gn88mXO.jpeg
Candelabrum
https://i.imgur.com/KW7TNVF.png
OOC:
Are you looking for anything in particular on the table? Please mark any loot on the thread please.
Feb 28, 2024 11:09 pm
With a whispered curse under her breath, Briar slumps her shoulders and lets her forehead fall against the cabinet. "Someone want to come break something?"
Feb 28, 2024 11:57 pm
"Did I hear my Lady Briar require assistance with breaking something?" Ashtar smiled at her. "That is a task I do believe I am well acquainted with."
OOC:
Ashtar will try to blast the door handle with eldritch blast, and/or his quarterstaff should the blast fail.
Feb 29, 2024 12:37 am
OOC:
You would not be able to target the door with an eldritch blast, as it can only be used to target a creature. You could try to use your staff. Roll Athletics check.

[ +- ] Eldritch Blast
Feb 29, 2024 2:25 am
OOC:
Why Athletics? I can’t just do an attack roll?

Rolls

Ashtar: Athletics - (1d20+0)

(8) = 8

Feb 29, 2024 2:35 am
OOC:
I was not awake. You can do an attack roll. Sorry.
Feb 29, 2024 2:50 am
OOC:
Smashing cabinet open like a common ruffian.

Rolls

Ashtar: Quarterstaff - Attack - (1d20+5)

(19) + 5 = 24

Ashtar: Quarterstaff - Damage - (1d8+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Feb 29, 2024 4:48 am
Ashtar lines his staff up to the lock and gives it a quick smack. The locks shatters from the blow. Opening it up the ground finds a heavy crossbow, a light crossbow, a hand crossbow, and 20 bolts for each weapon...
Feb 29, 2024 6:07 am
Seeing no use for crossbows for himself, Ashtar moved to cover the door while his companions finished up in the room.
OOC:
Ready to go when you all are.
Last edited February 29, 2024 6:08 am
Feb 29, 2024 7:06 am
The fairy gasps with joy and scoops up the hand crossbow eagerly. She pulls the already holstered crossbow from her thigh and holds them up proudly framing each side of her face, wearing a wicked grin. "I feel way more confident now," she snickers.
OOC:
Totes doing a Charlie’s Angel’s dual wielding pistol pose.
She adds the stowed bolts to her quiver and lashes the second crossbow to her other thigh. "Ready to go!"
Feb 29, 2024 2:22 pm
https://i.imgur.com/rVChtvL.png
OOC:
Dealing with the stomach flu. Let me know where you want to go next.
Feb 29, 2024 4:18 pm
Swiping the goblets and pipes, I look at the party and says with a raise of her shield, "Point the way and I'll lead."
OOC:
Someone else pick a door, I feel like I'm making too many choices. And feel better, Smiley! I'm sorry you're sick!
Last edited February 29, 2024 4:19 pm
Feb 29, 2024 5:01 pm
Ashtar nodded at Alyria and moved across the hall. Standing in a ready position in front of it, he beckoned Alyria.
OOC:
Let’s go yellow door I guess.
Mar 1, 2024 11:51 pm
Beyond this door lies a kitchen, but there's an unsettling air about it. The dishware and utensils gleam with an almost sinister sheen as they perch on their shelves, arranged with eerie precision. A worktable stands ominously, its cutting board and rolling pin waiting patiently, as if anticipating a macabre culinary ritual.

In the corner, a stone oven looms like a silent sentinel, its bent iron stovepipe snaking ominously towards a hole in the ceiling, as though beckoning spirits to ascend. And behind it, concealed in shadow, a thin door stands, its secrets hidden in the darkness, whispering of unknown horrors that lurk just beyond.

https://i.imgur.com/XwV4cSX.png
Mar 2, 2024 3:41 am
Ashtar heads straight for the door at the back, and waits till everyone's in the room. "Best we clear this area out first, in case something's here." Ashtar whispers to Alyria.

"Briar." Ashtar nods at the fairy to check the door for traps on the door.
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Mar 2, 2024 5:25 am
Alyria nods silently as moves behind Briar, at the ready for anything.
Mar 2, 2024 12:43 pm
"You think someone would trap a pantry?" Eye of the Storm remarked skeptically. Then he looked around, and decided that one might as well expect anything in this cursed abode.

His feline instincts got the better of him, and he gave the rolling pin a little slap, having it clatter to the ground, just to mock the precision of the place..
Last edited March 2, 2024 12:44 pm
Mar 3, 2024 2:29 am
Briar moves in to do her thaaang.
OOC:
Sorry sorry everyone waiting on me. Recovering from being sick; this week has kicked my ass

Rolls

Briar: Investigation - (1d20+4)

(17) + 4 = 21

Mar 3, 2024 5:02 pm
Briar checks the door and decovers it is not locked nor trapped.
Opening it she finds a awell-stocked pantry, with a plethora of preserved fruits, vegetables, and cured meats that line the shelves alongside sacks of flour, aromatic herbs, and spices. Jars of honey, bottles of olive oil, and wheels of aged cheese.
Mar 3, 2024 7:11 pm
Having discerned that the room was empty of threats, Ashtar moved on.
OOC:
Feel free to do whatever you need to. Ashtar’s just moving on to ensure all the rooms are clear as quickly as possible.
Mar 3, 2024 8:19 pm
OOC:
pick a door from above. Red yellow or pink
Mar 3, 2024 8:36 pm
Smiley says:
OOC:
pick a door from above. Red yellow or pink
OOC:
Let's go Red
Mar 3, 2024 10:59 pm
Ashtar opens the door and the enticing aroma of food wafts out. All of your belly grumbles with hunger induced by the smell.

In the wood-paneled dining room, a majestic carved mahogany table takes center stage, encircled by eight opulent high-backed chairs with sculpted armrests. Overflowing with an extravagant feast, the table boasts succulent roasted meats, platters of seared vegetables, and bowls of steaming, fragrant soups. Delicate pastries and decadent desserts adorn silver trays, enticing the senses with their sweet aromas. Above, a sparkling crystal chandelier illuminates the scene, casting a warm glow upon resplendent silverware and crystalware. Mounted majestically above the marble fireplace, a mahogany-framed painting depicts an idyllic alpine vale, adding an air of serene beauty to the lavish dining ambiance.


https://i.imgur.com/F6V58PP.png
Mar 4, 2024 11:32 am
"Right... this entire place is dead and filled with ghosts, parents have gone missing moons-know how long, and here is a freshly spread table with no cook in sight. How stupid do they think we are?"
The Tabaxi looks at Briar.
"That means don't eat that..."
Mar 4, 2024 6:53 pm
"Kitchen and dining room, standard fare. No creatures here. One last door to go."

Ashtar makes for the last door.
Mar 5, 2024 12:35 am
The last door on the first floor opens to reveal a cloakroom that holds several black cloaks hanging from hooks on the walls. A top hat sits on a high shelf.

https://i.imgur.com/wBdF4fs.jpeg
OOC:
That is the last door on the first floor. You have also explored all of the 2nd floor.
Mar 5, 2024 12:51 am
Khulod says:

The Tabaxi looks at Briar.
"That means don't eat that..."
The brief spark of light in the fairy’s eyes kindles and is quelled almost as rapidly. "Yeah, good point. But it looks so goooood."

With a sigh, she shuffles onward to peer into the coat room, sniffing around for any traps, hoping to find some trinkets, wondering how she would look in that hat …

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

Mar 5, 2024 12:56 am
Besides the cloak and hat there is nothing else in the closet.
Mar 5, 2024 1:04 am
Briar snags the hat. "Let’s keep going then, before I eat everything here."
OOC:
To the third floor?
Mar 5, 2024 1:26 am
OOC:
You got to the top hat before me lol
Alyria hears Eye's command to Briar and sighs quietly, having had the impulse to eat it too. After a look in the closet, a look of determination fills her eyes as she nods and leads the way to the third floor.
Mar 5, 2024 2:08 am
Ashtar followed the others onto the third floor, ready for the truth of this mansion to be revealed. Hopefully.
Mar 5, 2024 5:18 pm
Kilikina says:
OOC:
You got to the top hat before me lol
OOC:
Briar will share. I’m glad my character isn’t the only one who instinctively wants to take and sample everything she finds. Poor Eye of the Storm; tabaxi herding metaphorical cats.
Mar 5, 2024 5:26 pm
OOC:
The hat would be very large on Brair. It is sized for a grown man.
Mar 5, 2024 11:22 pm
The party climbs up the spiral stairs to the second floor. The light from Briar's lantern glows in the 2nd floor hallway, revealing that the five set of armor that were once standing in the hall have vanished.

The red spiral staircase ends on the dust covered 3rd floor. The 3rd floor is musty, dusty, and dank. The faint smell of death lingers in the air.
There are 3 doors and a larger double door.

https://i.imgur.com/hY0g0eV.png
OOC:
The 1st and 2nd floor were immaculate.. Dust free, polished, and clean. The 3rd floor is completely opposite. Dusty, ruined walls and floors, tarnished art.
Mar 6, 2024 1:15 am
Ascending the stairwell, Briar plops the hat upon her head only to find it sinking down to completely obscure her vision; her tiny head disappears entirely within the accessory and she lets out a disgruntled sigh. "Damnit," she mutters. Somewhere around the middle of the first flight of stairs, she flutters up to place the hat proudly on her paladin friend’s crown. She giggles and resumes the trek up the stairs.

Rounding the second floor and glancing back at the places they previously had searched, her expression drops towards despair when she notices the absent armor. She pushes on with the group nevertheless.

As the group comes close to reaching the top of the stairs, Briar stops dead in her tracks with four steps left remaining before the landing. "The armor," she breathes out with a tremor. Upon her shoulders, the leaves cease breathing and crystallize with ice as fear grips the fairy. "That’s what came after me last time." She hugs the railing banister like a child clings to a parents’ leg in search of safety. "What if they’re all up here now?"
Mar 6, 2024 2:29 am
OOC:
The armor in the image is not at the top of the stairs. Sorry forgot to edit it out
Mar 6, 2024 2:39 am
Ashtar smiled at Alyria's new look with the hat. "If one must go out, it is best to go out in style."

At the top of the stairs, Ashtar stopped. "I picked doors the last few times. Someone else choose."
Mar 7, 2024 12:10 pm
Alyria silently giggles at the little fairy's antics, making her smile wider than she probably should be in such an intense situation. At Ashtar's comment, she huffs. "I'm always looking my best, this is just the icing on the cake," she comments with a tip of the hat now on her head.

Seeing the distress of her friend, she gently coaxes her from the banister and encourages her to hide behind her. "It will be alright Bri, I won't let anything happen to you. You know that." Once her friend is calm and safe, she assesses the rest of the team before leading the way into the door with a metaphorical orange arrow painted on it.
OOC:
Sorry I've been absent a few days. Life has had me by the throat, but I'm still here.
Mar 8, 2024 1:03 am
Draped in dust and cobwebs, the elegantly appointed bedroom exudes a chilling aura. Double doors creak open, revealing a balcony shrouded in darkness, overlooking the desolate front of the house. Inside, the room holds only a large bed, two end tables, and an empty wardrobe, while a cracked mirror on the wall reflects distorted images of twisted ivy and decaying berries.

A ghostly specter, clad in a tattered gown that once spoke of elegance, sways facing away from the door. Her spectral arms cradle something unknown, and a haunting lullaby escapes her ethereal lips, sending shivers down the spine of any who dare to listen.
"In the dead of night when shadows creep,
Beneath the moon where nightmares seep,
Hush now, my child, don't make a peep,
For in the darkness, the spirits creep.

Close your eyes, my darling dear,
And don't you fret, don't show your fear,
For though the darkness may draw near,
Mother's love will always be here.

Through the veil where spirits roam,
We'll wander far from this haunted home,
But until then, my sweet, just know,
In Mother's arms, you're safe and whole."



https://i.imgur.com/1W5VTse.png
OOC:
Ignore the white above her head. The image generated a crown and idk why...
https://i.imgur.com/sXeaeU2.png
Mar 8, 2024 2:41 am
A wave of melancholy washed over Ashtar as he watched the ghostly mother singing a lullaby to her babe. He walked cautiously into the room, keeping his eyes on her, and the cracked mirror in his peripheral, heading towards the doorway leading to the balcony.
Mar 8, 2024 3:13 am
Following tentatively and fearfully behind, Briar peeks from behind Alyria at the spectral scene playing out before them. She furrows her brow sadly, with a sense of longing, and watches the mother carefully. In an effort to find a potential familial link to the children that had drawn them into this awful home, she examines the woman’s face as she listens to the melancholy lullaby.
OOC:
I want to see if this mama looks at all like she might be related the kids we followed in to the house. Not sure if that’s considered perceiving or investigating.
Mar 8, 2024 11:10 am
Without realizing she's doing the same thing as Briar, the Paladin closely looks at the woman's face, wondering if she matches the face of the woman from below.
OOC:
I'm wondering if she's the same person as the maid from the second floor scene as I'm suspecting. I'm not sure of the same as Briar so I'll roll if needed once you let us know.
Mar 8, 2024 3:36 pm
OOC:
No Roll needed. The Ghostly lady does look like the formally pregnant maid you saw in the ballroom.
OOC:
@grifter730 Roll a stealth check to walk to the balcony without the ghost seeing you.
Mar 8, 2024 6:08 pm
Ashtar startled at the visages in the mirror. He had a love/hate relationship with mirrors, and couldn't help himself to peek at it as he walked by.

Rolls

Ashtar: Stealth - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Mar 9, 2024 3:50 pm
Ashtar carefully walks across to check out the balcony. On the way, he accidentally steps on a loose board.
The ghostly lady's eyes flash red, and she quickly turns and faces Ashtar. She glares at him as she continues her lullaby, rocking the bundle in her arms.
Mar 9, 2024 7:36 pm
Ashtar stops rooted in place but looks away, in case her glare could affect him somehow.
Mar 9, 2024 8:01 pm
Not quite sure of where the courage comes from, Briar steps out from behind her paladin friend and flutters up to be eye level with the spirit. Clasping her hands before her chest in a nervous fidget, her feet likewise cross at the ankles and she pulls her knees up ever so slightly. In this baby-like curl, she hovers like a swaddled infant sans blanket and speaks softly to the mother.

"We want to help," she says. "I am sorry you were hidden away, mama. I hope we can bring you peace." Rocking in time with the lullaby, Briar’s body lilts gently from side to side as she hovers on quietly humming wings.
Mar 9, 2024 11:22 pm
Eye of the Storm did not want to find out what would happen if the specter got infuriated..
"Well.... I guess we found the baby. Seems it's in good care. Let's be off, shall we?"
Mar 10, 2024 12:33 am
OOC:
@Redamancy Roll Persuasion.
Mar 10, 2024 12:53 am
OOC:
OH BOY

Rolls

Briar: Persuasion - (1d20+4)

(17) + 4 = 21

Mar 10, 2024 1:54 am
The specter drops her bundle and begins to sob. The spectral blanket dissolves into nothing before it hits the floor. She turns to Briar "There is peace for me. My precious baby is gone. The corrupted mistress murdered me and took my Walter." She continues to cry
Mar 10, 2024 2:58 am
All at once, Briar’s submissive and cowering shape is snapped into rigid surprise. She certainly hadn’t expected that response. With equal swiftness, she found release in an empathetically hunched over position as she flitted down beside the weeping woman. "I am so sorry!" The fairy cries in return. "Where did she go? You can still protect him if you help us! With a mama’s guidance, we can save him."
Mar 10, 2024 7:59 am
Alyria stays alert, ready to respond if things go south, but lets Briar keep managing the situation.
Mar 10, 2024 2:36 pm
Ectotears fall from her face fading into nothing before even touching the floor. "She took him to the basement. To that, a cursed alter. Said she needed something pure and innocent for a ritual."
Mar 10, 2024 8:13 pm
Ashtar's face curdled in disgust. How could anyone be so cruel? Seems the basement was in their near future.
Mar 10, 2024 11:19 pm
Briar sighs in order to stifle the tears that want to overtake her. "I am so sorry, mama…" Trailing off, she looks up to the group briefly before returning attention to the weeping specter. "We’ll do everything we can. Just wait here." The fairy stands and takes a step towards the door. She stares into the hallway and mutters a flat and deadpan, "I think we have our next clue. Let’s go."
Mar 10, 2024 11:26 pm
Ashtar nods, and follows Briar out.
OOC:
Finish searching up here first? Maybe pick one of the arrows? I'm also good with looking for a way to the basement as well. Either is fine, but someone else other than me choose the next move please.
Mar 10, 2024 11:44 pm
The specter waves her hand and wall containing the mirror swings open revealing a set of stairs heading upwards to the next floor.
"The way to the basement is hidden in the storeroom up there. Bring my Baby back..."

https://i.imgur.com/mdIjoVU.png
Mar 11, 2024 2:57 am
OOC:
Either way. Briar is just cranky now. She doesn’t like seeing a mama distressed over losing her baby.
Mar 11, 2024 9:51 am
"So after being suckered in by evil children we're now trusting crazed specters?" The Tabaxi grouched as the others seemed to go along with all this..
Mar 11, 2024 10:03 am
Ashtar looked at their feline companion with amusement. "Please, by all means, show us how to get out of this place through your sheer cunning. Grace us with the magnitude of your intelligence."
Mar 11, 2024 3:11 pm
Briar stares into the revealed stairwell with a numbed expression. "Sometimes you just need to have a heart," she mutters. She looks back to the spirit and quietly assures, "We will find him." With a sigh, she looks to her friends. "Shall we?"
OOC:
If someone suggests gathering more information by searching the rest floor, she can be redirected. Otherwise she’s moving on.
Mar 11, 2024 6:41 pm
OOC:
I’m good whichever way you all wanna go, just lead on.
Mar 11, 2024 10:49 pm
OOC:
While I would love to search the floor remains, that’s not my PC :(
"Let us see what we can do," the Paladin says in a determined voice as she leads the way down the now opened corridor, silently praying it doesn’t lead to whatever caused the horrific scene at the gallows.
Mar 11, 2024 11:15 pm
OOC:
Going up to the fourth floor, then? I will move us forward tomorrow. Just want to double check.
Mar 11, 2024 11:18 pm
Smiley says:
OOC:
Going up to the fourth floor, then? I will move us forward tomorrow. Just want to double check.
OOC:
Good with me!
Mar 11, 2024 11:46 pm
Climbing up the stairs the smell of death gets stronger and more pungent. Dust and cobweb coat everything.
There are four doors. Waiting to be opened.
OOC:
Map So far.
https://i.imgur.com/CEoLgRO.png
Mar 12, 2024 2:46 am
OOC:
Let's go in the red room first.
Mar 12, 2024 3:20 am
When Brair goes to open the first door she finds that it is locked.
Mar 12, 2024 3:31 am
Ashtar looked at Alyria sheepishly. "Use the ‘big boots key’? Oooor…" He slipped out a key from his coat. "Let me try this."

He walked over to try the key.
Last edited March 12, 2024 3:58 am
Mar 12, 2024 3:40 am
OOC:
Ashtar did find a key earlier
Mar 12, 2024 3:56 am
OOC:
Oof, this is one downside of pbp. Seems so long ago, I’ve completely forgotten! I’ll edit my post really quick.
Mar 12, 2024 1:11 pm
This room contains a bricked-up window flanked by two dusty, wood-framed beds sized for children. Closer to the door is a toy chest with windmills painted on its sides and a dollhouse that's a perfect replica of the dreary edifice in which you stand. These furnishings are draped in cobwebs. Lying in the middle of the floor are two small skeletons wearing tattered but familiar clothing. The smaller of the two cradles a stuffed doll that you also recognize.

https://i.imgur.com/cSsByHh.png
Mar 12, 2024 4:13 pm
Ashtar took in the tableau with obvious distaste. "When we’re finished with this place, we must return and bury those bones properly. Let those poor children rest."

He shook his head and moved on to the next room.
OOC:
Green arrow next, once everyone is finished with this room.
Mar 12, 2024 4:30 pm
"Guess I don't get to stab the little bastards." Eye of the Storm said half-heartedly. The Tabaxi wasn't that cold.
Mar 12, 2024 7:36 pm
Frowning, Briar steps in slowly. She rolls her wrists halfheartedly and brings to life two white orchid blooms, each wrapped with a sprinkling of baby’s breath. Laying a mini-bouquet on what would be the chest of each child, she sighs. With no words, she heads back out of the room, moving onward to the next door.
OOC:
Druidcrafting some flowers.

I love Eye of the Storm.
Mar 12, 2024 7:49 pm
After laying down the flower and as Briar starts to walks out of the room the transparent ghostly image of the boy and girl materialize.
Their ghostly forms are boney and thin.
Rose calls out "Don't leave us here..."
Mar 12, 2024 8:00 pm
Eyes suddenly wide, Briar looks back to the children. "Who did this to you?" She has a feeling she knows the answer but hopes to get a confirmation.
Mar 12, 2024 8:12 pm
She holds her ghostly tummy. "Mommy and Daddy locked us in here. They had to go into the basement to deal with the monster. We got soo hungry. "
Mar 12, 2024 9:21 pm
Ashtar turned in shock as the children called out to them, and Briar responded. The melancholy hit him again, but there was naught he could do for these ghosts now other than dealing with whatever creature they spoke of. The sooner that was done, the better they'd all be.
Mar 13, 2024 2:19 am
The fairy struggles to keep a composed expression as she speaks to the children; the disgust she feels is nearly overwhelming her tiny frame. "I am so sorry," she repeats, for lack of any other idea of what to say. "We are going to fix this. Just a little longer, okay? We’ll be back. We’re heroes in training, remember?" She tries to brighten the children’s spirits with a smile she hopes does not seem forced.
OOC:
Pun not intended.
Mar 13, 2024 12:39 pm
Ghostly Rose calls out "Wait! Don't go." She floats over to the doll house that is an exact replica of the house. "The stairs to the basement are located behind this wall." Her finger phases through the doll house and points at wall in a nearby storeroom. "Daddy show me the family crypts in the basement. Can you take our bodies there. Lay us to rest."
OOC:
Full Map of the House.
https://preview.redd.it/tdz32bblyd171.jpg?width=2730&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8c262b65efc2cb115ed15c2badecb3586dbb0fdc
Mar 13, 2024 5:16 pm
OOC:
Dear god, what happened in the master suite?
In shock of the scene inside the room, Alyria turns immediately before giving Eye of the Storm a half hearted glare for his comment. Unable to handle the situation, she faces away until the voice called out behind her. Spinning to see the ghostly forms of the children, her heart shattered. "I vow to you Rose," she said vehemently, "we will not abandon you here! Let us take care of the monster and we shall put you to rest when it is safe. You have my word." With a burning determination, she made her way to the staircase and proceeded to make her way downstairs so she could channel the rage and despair that was growing inside her productively.
Mar 13, 2024 7:47 pm
OOC:
@Khulod,@Kilikina Cha saves from both of you please
Mar 13, 2024 11:55 pm
OOC:
I'm in danger!

Rolls

Cha save - (1d20-1)

(18) - 1 = 17

Mar 14, 2024 9:27 pm
OOC:
Oh no lol may the luck of the dice be with me.

NOOOOOO!
Last edited March 14, 2024 9:27 pm

Rolls

Charisma Save - (1d20+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Mar 14, 2024 10:29 pm
OOC:
Please Hold.
OOC:

Mar 15, 2024 2:04 am
Hoping that they learned everything from the children, the party heads out to explore the last of the fourth floor.

As they exit, they hear Thorn's ghostly voice call out "Please Don't Leave Me!"
Followed by Rose yelling "I am coming too"

The party watches as the ethereal form of Rose flies into Eye of the Storm and the ghostly form of Thorn flies into Alyria. Both of their mortal bodies begin to quiver and contort at strange angles. Their eyes begin to cast a hollow, veiled gaze over their once-innocent eyes. In an instant, the victims became ridged vessels for the childish spirits' desires. Eye of the Storm and Alyria mortal shells begin glowing with strange spectral luminance.

The other's watch as Eye of the Storm skips over to the bed and pulls off the moth-eaten blanket. Taking the blanket he bundles up the children's bones and shoves them into his pack.

OOC:
Eye of the Storm and Alyria are currently possessed by ghosts. Please let me know what you wish to do!
OOC:
The hidden door to the basement is circled.
https://i.imgur.com/N1EhyJa.png
Mar 15, 2024 5:10 am
OOC:
wow, a 17 Cha save didn’t beat the DC??? Omg we’re dealing with some powerful children ghosts lol

Umm… what can we do to expel the ghosts? Or even, what to roll to see if we even know what to do?
Mar 15, 2024 5:20 am
All of the determination that was once in her gaze suddenly transforms to fear as she stands rigid staring at the door she needs to enter to get to the staircase. "I-I don't know if I can do this..." Spinning around, she announces with a scared voice as she fidgets with her hands, We should all hide under the blanket! But it's dark under there so we need to leave a sliver of the blanket open so light can come in! And when it gets dark, we need to light a fire, but carefully because the fire might burn us. Or maybe this isn't a good idea, there must be a brightly lit hiding spot somewhere that isn't scary... I know!"

Rushing over to the foot of the red blanketed bed, she drops to her knees and curls up against the footboard as she whips her shield out and hides her face behind it, very obviously leaving the rest of her visible. "C'mon everyone, we can hide here!"
Mar 15, 2024 5:39 am
Barely out of her own childlike state of mind, Briar understands the instincts of these two departed children all too well. She flits to the air in a quick motion, flapping her hands as if trying to cool them after touching an open flame."Oh! No no no nonono," she squeaks and murmurs as she watches her friends run about the room with motions far below their current years. "Rose! Thorn! I know this is scary, I’m scared too! But that’s what makes a hero, right? Doing the scary things!"

Briar lowers herself to Alyria’s face and places a gentle hand on the paladin’s shoulder. "I know you are very scared, but I really need my friends in order for us to help you." She looks over to Eye of the Storm with his freshly packaged remains stowed in his pack. "I promise we won’t leave you here, please though, let my friends be themselves. They are both very strong but they can’t help you like this." The fairy hesitates a moment with eyes closed in thought before steeling her decision. "If you have to come with us this way, come with me then. You can take turns."
Mar 15, 2024 11:46 am
OOC:
He made his save but I gave him the options to "choose to fail" for roleplay reasons.

To see how to fix you can roll Religion or Arcana
Mar 15, 2024 7:07 pm
Ashtar took a step back, unsure what to do.
OOC:
Guess he’ll just see how they react to Briar first.
Last edited March 15, 2024 7:08 pm

Rolls

Ashtar: Arcana - (1d20+0)

(1) = 1

Mar 16, 2024 6:33 pm
"Don't tell me what to do!" Eye of the Storm yelled with a slightly childish shriek, as he swatted at Briar to make her go away.
"And that game's stupid! You always have stupid ideas!" he pointed out to Alyria.
He stomped off to go to the basement.
Mar 16, 2024 9:10 pm
"Hold on there--er, son!" Ashtar blocked Eye of the Storm's path, and cast a furtive glance at Briar. "Please, go back to your room, we're trying to keep you safe, and my friend can't help us kill the monster if you're inside him."
OOC:
Gonna try persuasion.

EDIT: Urrgghghhhhghghghghghggggg
Last edited March 16, 2024 9:10 pm

Rolls

Ashtar: Persuasion - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Mar 16, 2024 9:19 pm
"You can't make me! You're not my mother! You're just another boy with make-up on that wishes he was a girl!" Eye of the Storm shrieked, apparently dredging up some well-burried opinions on Ashtar's appearance whilst under the influence of the spirit.
Mar 16, 2024 11:11 pm
Returning an expression of total disbelief to Ashtar, Briar waves her hands, palm to the ceiling, in what might be considered a comical gesture of "What do we do?!" Mouth agape, she fails to conceal her completely bewildered state. She takes a beat, pressing her palms to her face as she centers her thoughts on anything she may have learned in her past regarding the best way to handle spirits who refuse to let a living soul pilot its own body.
OOC:
Doubt I’ll be able to come up with anything but worth a shot?

Rolls

Briar: Religion - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Mar 17, 2024 2:31 am
Ashtar raised an eyebrow, unperturbed. "Suit yourself, young master. How about you then, young miss?" He turned to Alyria to address the sister. "Are you more reasonable? The lady you’re possessing would be quite the boon in helping us face the monster below that may have your parents. It’d be helpful if you let her go."
OOC:
Edit: looool. Well, I’m good with moving on regardless. What would Briar like to do?
Last edited March 17, 2024 2:32 am

Rolls

Ashtar: Persuasion - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Mar 17, 2024 3:20 am
OOC:
If GM allows, I had one last persuasion to make with Alyria’s inhabitant. I know it’s annoying when people keep trying the same tactic over and over so, if it’s allowed …
Briar watches Eye of the Storm dash off with an inappropriately bemused expression. Then she sighs and returns her attention to Alyria; if anyone could help with this situation, it would be her. Briar knows that Alyria is far more likely to help put these spirits to restand is willing to try anything to give her friend her own presence in this trying moment.

Switching gears with her fey finesse, Briar zips over to Alyria and gives the spirit piloting the paladin a wide, childlike grin. "Hey! You know what’s better than being tall?" The fairy makes a mischievous shimmy with her shoulders as she turns profile to her friend, then twists her torso a little more to show off her shoulder blades. As she does so, she flutters her wings like a hummingbird to create an enticing purr sound. "If you let my friend help us, you can take these for a spin!"

Still smiling warmly, she lifts off the ground and hovers a moment, twirls gracefully midair, then settles down again to kneel before the child. "What do you say? How about you let me take you to your resting place instead, and you can go down the stairs without touching a single one! Isn’t that neat?"
OOC:
Persuasion attempt approved? If not, then I guess we just try to get her to go downstairs and hope that we don’t all die.


Edit: We’re all going to die.
Last edited March 17, 2024 3:20 am

Rolls

Briar: Persuasion - (1d20+4)

(1) + 4 = 5

Mar 17, 2024 3:44 am
OOC:
I'm just gonna go ahead and say sorry to poor Ashtar...
Alyria sniffles and then starts to wail tears at Eye of the Storm's words. "Why are you always so mean to me? I just try my bestest and it's never good enough," she cries at his lashing at her, letting her own inner thoughts come out for a moment. At Briar's words, she shakes her head emphatically, being afraid to try flying. Finally noticing people are trying to leave, she squeals, "Don't leave me here alone!" before launching herself up and running to Ashtar. The second she reaches the taller adventurer, she plasters herself to his back, wrapping her arms around him, inadventently shielding his whole midsection as she clings onto him in an effort to not be left behind. "I'll go, I'll go, but don't leave me by myself, please!"
OOC:
I am dying of laughter, so I guess I'm not terribly sorry actually lol
Last edited March 17, 2024 3:44 am
Mar 17, 2024 3:58 am
Briar gives Ashtar an apologetic grimace and shrugs her shoulders. "I guess let’s go downstairs…?" She launches herself over to Eye of the Storm and reaches out a hand to the tabaxi encouragingly. "Come on, now. Let’s go down together, okay?"
OOC:
Buddy system, let’s go!

This is such a cluster and I AM HERE FOR IT hahahaha
Mar 17, 2024 8:29 am
OOC:
Lol, who wants to do things the normal way anyway? This’ll be a blast!
"Oof—just—okay, stop squirming, just—hey—no touchi—hey, oh ok there, that’s perfect. Easy. Towards the bottom you have to walk though, okay? I’ll protect you. Now, let’s go."
Mar 17, 2024 1:43 pm
"No!" Eye of the Storm snapped back at Briar. He wasn't going to hold some tiny girl's hands. That was stupid.
Last edited March 17, 2024 1:43 pm
Mar 17, 2024 2:01 pm
OOC:
I have been chuckling myself. I believe everyone is now heading to the basement.
This dusty chamber is packed with old furniture. Chairs, coat racks, standing mirrors, dress mannequins, and the like. They all draped in dusty white sheets. Near an iron stove, is an unlocked wooden trunk you see a hand sticking out of a tattered bedsheet stained with dry blood.
OOC:
Medicine Check from anyone who wishes to check out hand/blood.
OOC:
Red Circle is Crate with Body.
Green Circle is Hidden Door.
https://i.imgur.com/l9emMdT.png
Mar 17, 2024 3:27 pm
Completely grossed and terrified by the hand seen, Alyria feels tears well in her eyes as part of her actual self pushes through enough to try to look closer.
OOC:
My curiosity is too strong.

Rolls

Medicine Check - (1d20)

(9) = 9

Mar 17, 2024 3:40 pm
Alyrthorn moves the hand to get a better look. The whole crate the body was being stored in collapses. A bloody rolled up bundle of bedsheets flops out and begins to unravel itself. A dead female body flops out. Its head flops and stares at Alyrthorn with voidless eyes.

Alyrthorn can see many bloody marks on the ladies chest. Thorn and Rose both recognize the body as their maid and caretaker.
(The same Maid that you spoke to as a specter before)
Mar 17, 2024 6:58 pm
Aly-Thorn screams at the sight of the brutal scene in front of her/him/them. In an utter fright, they run for the door and barrel down the stairs to get away from the horrible view.
Mar 17, 2024 7:33 pm
Ashtar dashed after the possessed paladin.
Mar 17, 2024 8:50 pm
Noting that Ashtar was keeping tabs on their paladin friend, Briar looks to their tabaxi teammate to make sure everyone was accounted for. With that aim in mind, she calls to Ashtar over shoulder, "Any ideas?!"
Mar 17, 2024 9:53 pm
"There's no way out of the house, and no way to get them out that I know of. We just have to play the cards we're dealt." Ashtar continues running after Alyria.
Mar 17, 2024 11:11 pm
The narrow spiral staircase is made of creaky wood that is contained within a 5-foot-wide shaft of mortared stone that starts in the attic and descends lower and lower. Thick cobwebs fill the staircase getting thicker and thicker as the party walk/runs in terror.

Hitting the bottom the party comes to tunnels carved out of earth, clay, and rock. Thick rotten timber braces support these pitch black tunnels. There are 3 possible paths forward...

https://i.imgur.com/Xgmyniv.png
OOC:
Who is taking the lead? Marching Order?(This can change)
Mar 18, 2024 12:19 am
Tempted as he was to allow the ghost children to take the lead and destroy themselves, Ashtar stepped ahead and took the lead. Gripping his quarterstaff by his side, he moved forward and left.
OOC:
Goes towards the red arrow.
Mar 18, 2024 12:23 am
OOC:
The tunnels are pitch black. Those without Darkvision (Ashtar & Briar) can't see their nose in front of their face.
Mar 18, 2024 12:53 am
OOC:
He has a dungeoneer's pack, so he can take out a torch and light it up. So he'll hold the torch in one hand, and keep his other hand free (no holding quarterstaff there).
Mar 18, 2024 1:56 am
With a torch now lit the party moves a bit easier in these muddy tunnels.
A muffled mumbled sound of indistinguishable indescribable ritualistic chanting starts up and echoes throughout the tunnels.

The torch light shows the tunnel to the right has two large stone slabs imbedded in the wall. One of them has something etched into it but you need to get a bit closer to make it out.

The tunnel continues to the left and goes down a slap stone set of stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs you see a table with a few chairs around it.
OOC:
OK! Using a map with a gird and added character tokens for each of you.
Ashtar you are the Hat!
Eye of the Storm you are the Bow
Alyria you are the Shield
Briar is the Leaf
Couth is the Double Swords
Darkcloud is the Wolf Creature.

We will use these tokens for each of you during combat. There is no combat yet I am just getting stuff set up for it!
I still need Marching Order.
Let me know where you plan to go!
https://i.imgur.com/azCJgmd.png
Mar 18, 2024 8:22 pm
Ashtar descends down the stairs slowly, eyes darting about to take in his surroundings.
Mar 18, 2024 8:42 pm
"Oh this is wonderful," whispers the fairy. "Great, just great." Nervously licking her lips, she unfastens the clips holding her hand crossbows in place, making them easier to draw if the need arises. She catches glimpse of the mysterious slabs to the right and a hint of a workspace to the left. She nudges Ashtar with an elbow and speaks low, "Think the desk first? Maybe find some clues?"
OOC:
Briar is somewhere near the front of the group since she is looking for traps as they creep forward.
Mar 18, 2024 10:46 pm
Down the damp mud and stone stairs the party finds, a weathered wooden table and four chairs huddle together. A leather bound book sits on top of the table.
Across the chilling expanse, four alcoves loom menacingly, their depths shrouded in darkness and harboring nothing but moldy straw pallets that emit a faint, musty scent reminiscent of forgotten souls and lost dreams.

A tunnel leads on to the left...
OOC:
You have Red Path, Green Path, leather book, and a the stone slap with an engraving.
https://i.imgur.com/G6Y3OgN.png

Mar 18, 2024 11:39 pm
Ashtar heads past the table, and pauses to give everyone time and space to gather. He checks the table to see if anything about it is amiss, and inspects each alcove, before heading back and checking to see if everyone was ready to move forward.
OOC:
He'll check the table and each of those rooms, and then once everyone is ready, keep going to the red arrow direction.
Mar 18, 2024 11:59 pm
Alyria, who followed behind Briar, wanders over to read the writings on the wall. A part of her mind that remains her is wondering how well she'll process words since she's seeing through the eyes of a six-year-old, but decides that it should all be fine in the end. At least as long as she never has to feel this constantly afraid again.
OOC:
I guess since Briar wants to be close to the front and I'm scared as heck, I'll be third in line.
Mar 19, 2024 1:05 am
On the table is a leather Log Book. The book's pages are filled with entries of what appears to be unwilling sacrifices of some sort. The book has over a dozen pages and each page has about 20 entries.
The last page is as follows.
[ +- ] Log Book
OOC:
@Khulod Give me a history check.

I will move us forward tomorrow.
Mar 19, 2024 2:00 pm
OOC:
History check.

Rolls

History - (1d20+0)

(20) = 20

Mar 19, 2024 6:53 pm
While her companions look for details among the items in the space, Briar remains on alert. She pulls her hooded lantern out again and keeps her eyes roaming about their surroundings in hopes of catching any unexpected movement during the pause in their progress.
OOC:
Just watching the shadows at the edges of the room while everyone does their thinking things.

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(4) + 2 = 6

Mar 19, 2024 8:49 pm
Ashtar shuddered at the entries in the log book. Whoever was doing this really ought to be put down.
OOC:
Ready to move on whenever.
Mar 19, 2024 9:52 pm
"It's this way!" Eye of the Storm said with pride as he pointed southwards. He knew stuff!
Mar 19, 2024 10:33 pm
OOC:
Rose of the Storm is heading to the Green arrow instead of the Red.
I am going to assume that everyone follows.
https://i.imgur.com/G6Y3OgN.png
Mar 19, 2024 10:33 pm
"Oh!" Briar yelps as Eye of the Storm indicates the next path. She looks to Ashtar. "Onward then?" She creeps forward in the direction indicated, scanning around as they move into the newer area.
OOC:
Perception or investigation if I'm trying to look for anything dangerous? I don't know if I expect traps per se, but anything similar.
Mar 19, 2024 11:09 pm
The party does an about face as Rose of the Storm squeezes pass and changes direction.
Leading everyone back to where they started the party passes once again two stone slaps that stuck into the wall.
One Slap has a plaque with writing etched into it. (White Dot)
Following the tunnel down to a tunnel that splits to the Left and Right then continues straight forward.
To the left you see two more heavy Stone Slaps (Red and Green Dots) with plaques. Each plaque has something etched into it but it has to make out in this light.
To the right are two more heavy Stone Slaps (Yellow & Pink Dots) with plaque with words etched into it. It is once again hard to make out what it says.
The torch's light reveals the tunnel forward has a table of some sort.
OOC:
6 Dots are each large slabs. Black, White, Red, Green, Yellow, and Pink.
Each Slap as a Plaque with something written on it. Tell me which one you approach if you choose to do so.
The slaps can be open but require a DC 15 Strength (Athletics) check to do so. If you wish to try roll with adv as Couth is helping.
https://i.imgur.com/cSUxQUC.png
OOC:
Do not worry about rolling Perception or Investigation checks all the time. I will tell you guys when to roll one.
If your roll less then your Passive I will use your Passive.
Mar 20, 2024 12:26 am
Ashtar caught Briar’s eyes, but kept a straight face. If the kid wanted to take the lead, it’s just swell with him. One place was as good as another.
OOC:
For now, Ashtar is not approaching anything unless he sees some creature, no matter how interesting it looks.
Mar 20, 2024 4:09 am
Smiley says:
OOC:
Do not worry about rolling Perception or Investigation checks all the time. I will tell you guys when to roll one.
If your roll less then your Passive I will use your Passive.
OOC:
Sounds good!
The fairy looks to the tabaxi and tentatively inquires, "Rose, do you know what those big stones are all about? Or what that room ahead is?" If the children want to come along, they may as well share any knowledge they have, she figures.
Mar 20, 2024 9:16 pm
Eye of the Storm looks at Briar with confusion after he realizes she's addressing him.
"Wha? Rose? Did you take a knock to the head? Beats if I know, This is something city-people do."
Mar 20, 2024 10:53 pm
OOC:
Going to help a bit. I think Khulod missed a message earlier.
After making that comment, a memory flies into Rose of the Storm. They explain that they kind of remember that each of the stone slaps is sort of like the doors to each of their families crypts. They can't remember which crypt belongs to whom...
Mar 21, 2024 9:51 am
OOC:
Sorry I’ve been absent for two days, got a sickness passed to me *huffs annoyed*. Let’s see if I can bring the strength to my favorite color, the green dot.
Having followed being her/his sister-companion, AlyThorn is eager to help as they realize this is nearing peace. "I can help here! This body feels really strong, I think I could even do three pushups!". With that, they walk up to the panel and press it.

Rolls

Strength Check w/ Couth Advantage - (2d20H1+3)

(1010) + 3 = 13

Mar 21, 2024 11:29 am
OOC:
@Kilikina Which doorway are you trying to open? I am going to assume the black one.
https://i.imgur.com/EbSF8cR.jpeg
OOC:
The slab is not this thick. I couldn't find/generate a better image.
Try as they might the two of them can get the stone slab blocking the doorway to move...
Mar 21, 2024 7:47 pm
OOC:
Are all the doors blocked by stone slabs?
Mar 21, 2024 7:53 pm
OOC:
I was trying for the green one, but I’ll take black too. Can I try a different spot with a new roll?
Mar 21, 2024 8:12 pm
OOC:
Each doorway that has a dot has a slab in front of it.
The black one is the only stone slab that does not have a plaque.

Yes you can roll for another slab. Let me know which color.
Mar 21, 2024 8:56 pm
OOC:
Go for it Alyria, Ashtar will back you up.
Mar 22, 2024 1:07 pm
Realizing she went to the wrong door, AlyThorn goes over to the green door and tries to open it.

Rolls

Alyria Reyra: Strength check - (1d20+3)

(12) + 3 = 15

Mar 22, 2024 4:58 pm
With the three of them working together they manage to pivot the slap and open the door way.
The stone slab is etched with the name Thornboldt Durst. The chamber beyond contains an empty coffin on a stone slab...
Mar 22, 2024 6:39 pm
"That’s ominous." The room
Seemingly empty, Ashtar didn’t waste time, and moved on to the next doorway.
OOC:
Try to open the red door
Mar 22, 2024 10:04 pm
OOC:
Empty coffin … was this one of the doors that had a plaque or writing outside? Briar can’t help with moving stuff so she is trying to gather intel on which room is designated for which family member.
Mar 23, 2024 12:04 am
Working together, the trio slid the next slab open.
The stone slab is etched with the name Rosavalda Durst.
The chamber beyond contains an empty coffin on a stone slab.
OOC:
Yellow, Pink, Black, and White slabs not moved. No one has moved close enough to read the etched names on them.
Red (T) door has Thorn's name on it and an empty coffin.
Green (R) door has Rose's name on it and an empty coffin.
https://i.imgur.com/mFh3yDH.png
Mar 23, 2024 8:53 pm
"This is... unsettling." They'd found both the children's coffins. "Rose, Thorn. These coffins look like they'd make good resting spots for you. Put your bones here, you can rest, and never be bothered with any of this ever again."
Mar 25, 2024 4:43 am
The fairy nods sadly and waves over the tabaxi. "Come, let's put you to rest. While waiting for Eye of the Storm to come over, Briar starts to craft two more mini-bouquets of white flowers, full of roses and tulips, lilies and orchids, accented with lavender and baby's breath.
OOC:
Druidcrafting little floral arrangements for their long overdue funeral
Mar 25, 2024 4:19 pm
OOC:
If I do not get a response from the other 2 by the end of the day I will move us forward and assume they place the bones in the coffins.
Mar 26, 2024 12:57 am
Eye of the Storm and Alyria both remove the small wrapped up bundle of remains from their packs. Going to the correct coffins the each carefully slide the lid open and lay the bones within.

Both of their bodies go briefly limp and their mouths open into a silent scream. You see a spectral mist pour out of their mouths. The mist forms into the ghostly shape of the young boy and girl. The ghosts both smile, wave, and then evaporate into nothing...
OOC:
@Khulod,@Kilikina You are both free from being possessed, and you lose the flaws you were given.
OOC:
Map So Far.
There are 4 Crypts you can still open. They require a DC 15 Athletics Check. Marked with Black, White, Pink and Yellow Dots.
The two paths you have uncovered so far are the Blue and Red Arrows.
https://i.imgur.com/07uGkKe.png
Mar 26, 2024 3:16 am
Ashtar watched the scene with a melancholic gratitude. He smiled sadly and waved at the ghost children, then waited for his companions to return to normal.

"That must have been pleasant. Unless any of you wish to inspect the crypts, we should move on ahead."
OOC:
If no one wants to check out the crypts, Ashtar will go down the red arrow path.
Mar 26, 2024 11:12 am
OOC:
Sorry, life happened the past week.
Eye of the Storm shuddered as the ghost left him, restoring his mind to its proper state.
"GAH! That was. THAT WAS AWFUL!"
He stepped back from the crypt, brushing his clothes as if he was still covered in something before taking a few deep breaths.
"Gods, I need to get out of this hellhole!"
Mar 27, 2024 3:22 pm
With the group back to their normal senses the head down towards the next room.

There, they find a muddy dining room. This room is nothing like the lavish room filled with delectable goodies.
This table is laden with a grotesque feast of cannibalistic delights. Scattered across the old wooden table, you see a plate with a half-eaten human-sized brain; a larger bowl has a ladle and is half filled with floating eyeballs in a thick crimson liquid; on a wooden slab, there are a handful of human hearts, one of which has a carving knife stabbed in it; and a myriad of other bits of long pig.
All of the food is festering with decay and infested with legions of insects. The putrid aroma of rotting flesh hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the sickly sweet scent of decay. Gnawed bones and scraps of human remains litter the floor, a macabre scene of carnage and depravity that sends shivers down the spine.

When the party approaches the table the swarm of insects become agitated and attack...
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Please Roll Initiative!

Will Post images and a new map when home.
Mar 27, 2024 3:47 pm
OOC:
Ohhh boyyyy
Briar catches sight of the macabre tableau and blanches momentarily, before realizing that things are about to get messy in a whole different manner. She cringes and begins to reach for her crossbow.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(15) + 3 = 18

Mar 27, 2024 7:09 pm
Ashtar covered his mouth and nose in the crook of his elbow, disgusted by the scene in front of them.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

Mar 27, 2024 7:51 pm
Eye of the Storm was used to a carnivorous diet and butchering his own prey, as well as watching Darkcloud eat. The smell was bad, but it wasn't his primary concern. The carpet of bugs heading their way for a fresh meal was! How was he supposed to fight hundreds of bugs!?
"Back! BACK!"

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Mar 27, 2024 11:30 pm
Creepy Table of Food
https://i.imgur.com/RhxYMYU.png
The Swarm!!
https://i.imgur.com/Mtnn5kG.png
OOC:
Recap on Tokens!
Briar = Leaf
Couth = X Swords
Darkcloud = Wolf
Eye of Storm = Bow
Ashtar = Hat
Alyria = Shield

Swarm of insects = Eyeball thing.
Each Square is 5ft.
You can not end in another players Square but you can move through theirs with no extra movement.
https://i.imgur.com/maY7DP7.png


PC Save DC AC HP/Mx
Ashtar 13DC 13 20 / 20
Couth NA 16 5 / 20
Briar 12DC 14 11 / 15
Alyria Reyra13DC 18 20 / 20
Eye of the Storm 11DC 16 22 / 22
DarkcloudNA 15 22 / 22
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina

With the Current Initiatives The party goes first.
You may take your turns!

Please post your Ending Coordinates if you move..
Mar 28, 2024 12:49 am
Ashtar remained calm as the others reacted to the swarm in their own way. He'd had enough of this place, and if facing a swarm would lead him out, it was best to get it over with. The quarterstaff in his hand would be near useless, so he stretched out his other hand, aiming as if to grasp the swarm ahead. His eyes furrowed, strands of the weave swirled in him as he pulled eldritch energy from the beyond, and blasted it out of his hands.

Rolls

Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Mar 28, 2024 2:22 am
With her hand crossbow at the ready, Briar looks to her companions, nods once, then aims.
OOC:
I’d like to hold my shot until one of my buddies is in melee with the swarm. Get that sneak attack damage.

If you’ll allow, I’d move up and take the shot before ducking into the B5 alcove

Rolls

Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(10) + 5 = 15

Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Mar 28, 2024 5:57 pm
OOC:
I'm assuming I'm actually the shield?
After dealing with her own shudders of having a ghost vacate her body and the horror scene that was the dining area of the basement, Alyria stares down the disgusting bugs, ready to face a situation that she can handle without feeling the fear the poor, diseased boy had flooded her body with before. Unsheathing her sword, she takes a swing at the critters.

Rolls

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(13) + 5 = 18

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(7) + 3 = 10

Mar 29, 2024 12:49 pm
OOC:
Yeah IDK how I messed that one up.
@Khulod I am going to give you until Noon CST Today to take your turn. About 4 Hours from now.
After that, I will move forward.
Mar 29, 2024 8:05 pm
!
Ashtar's powerful blast rips through the swarm, causing a disgusting shower of bug splatter to spray in all directions. Alyria's deft sword strikes cut down a dozen of the flying pests into twisted bits, while Briar's bolt, flying with lethal precision, impales several more as it pierces the air. With a resounding thud, Couth slams his hammer into the ground, turning the remaining bugs into a grotesque, oozing mess of jelly.

Now, only a handful of the creepy crawlers remain, scurrying desperately toward Couth. They crawl up his legs, their tiny jaws gnashing as they attempt, but fail to bite through his clothing.
OOC:
The swarm is almost dead. @grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
You may take your turns!!
[ +- ] Round 2.

Rolls

Couth Attack - (1d20+5)

(10) + 5 = 15

Couth Dmg - (1d8+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Couth Second Wind - (1d10+2)

(7) + 2 = 9

Swarm Attack (Couth) - (1d20+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Mar 29, 2024 8:58 pm
The Tabaxi was shuffling back, pulling out his bow. He wasn't sure what he could do with it, but he also ordered Darkcloud back. The great bat bristled, but it was also unsure what it could do. The Tabaxi however saw the swarm enter the hallway, including crawling over the ceiling.
"Look out, above you!"

With a sharp and practiced move he drew back his longbow and fired a shot into the crawling mass overhead, hoping to disrupt it.

Rolls

Attack - (1d20+7)

(6) + 7 = 13

Damage (Piercing) - (1d8+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Mar 29, 2024 10:19 pm
The attacks seemed to be working, emboldening Ashtar and giving him hope. He shot out blasts of eldritch energy once more.
OOC:
Am I supposed to be rolling a save...?
Last edited March 29, 2024 10:20 pm

Rolls

Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(3) + 5 = 8

Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Mar 29, 2024 10:38 pm
OOC:
@grifter730 No Save needed. The Swarm is on Couth not you.

Ashtar's attack missed. Swarm is almost dead.
Mar 29, 2024 11:07 pm
Seeing the swarm venture towards someone other than herself leaves her incensed. Swinging her sword again, she took aim to slash the remaining insect hellions into bits.

Rolls

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Mar 30, 2024 1:06 am
Tracking the mess of disgusting insects, Briar cries out a small "YAH" as if it increases her fierceness as she reloads her hand crossbow and fires again.

Rolls

Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(4) = 4

Mar 30, 2024 1:22 am
OOC:
Did we literally all just miss? I guess it's so close to dispersing that they're harder to hit lol
Mar 30, 2024 1:27 am
Eye of the Storm deftly adjusts his position, taking careful aim at the insects swarming over Couth's legs. With precise timing, his shot streaks past, hitting a few critters as it goes. Meanwhile, Briar's bolt veers slightly off target, Alyria's sword narrowly avoids slicing Couth's thigh, and Ashtar's magic falters, fizzling out before making an impact.

As Couth attempts to crush the bugs underfoot, he inadvertently smashes his own big toe instead. The persistent pests, undeterred by the chaos, manage to crawl into his pants leg, their sharp fangs sinking into his calf. Couth winces in agony as the pain shoots through his body.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
The swarm has 1hp left. AC 12. First one to hit it kills what is left! Everyone's attacks missed...
Round 3!!! The party is up!
[ +- ] Round 3.
Mar 30, 2024 1:31 am
Chiding himself for the shot going errant, Ashtar took aim to blast it again. Satisfying squelches and sizzles filled the air as the last of the swarm were obliterated.

"How's everyone holding up?" He asked everyone once it was apparent they were safe.
Last edited March 30, 2024 1:46 am

Rolls

Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(19) + 5 = 24

Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Mar 30, 2024 1:34 am
OOC:
@grifter730 You want to describe how you kill the last few bugs?
Mar 30, 2024 1:34 am
OOC:
Yayyyyyy Ashtar!
Mar 30, 2024 1:47 am
Smiley says:
OOC:
@grifter730 You want to describe how you kill the last few bugs?
OOC:
Edited my last post!
Mar 30, 2024 2:04 am
The swarm of hungry for human flesh insects is dead; Couth is soiled with big bits, but everyone still lives.
Couth mumbles a few swears and rubs his leg where the insect bites are.
There are 3 paths for the party to choose. The path by the sleeping area, the path to the left of the lovely dining room, and the path to the south of the dining room.
https://i.imgur.com/w66FJ0o.png
Mar 30, 2024 8:10 am
After holstering her crossbow and surveying the situation, Briar produces a potion from one of her many belt pouches. She floats over to Couth with an outstretched palm. "I think you need this."
OOC:
One of the two potions collected in the hidden chest.
Mar 30, 2024 9:04 pm
Once everyone got their bearing, Ashtar moved forward.
OOC:
I waited for a while, but since no one wants to choose, I'll go to the pink arrow. Feel free to go elsewhere though, if someone wants to move forward. I'm just trying to move the game along.
Mar 30, 2024 10:14 pm
https://i.imgur.com/7Mc5QDS.png

Alyria follows Ashtar suggestion forward. She reaches a 4 way intersection in the tunnel.
As she is looking around from the murky depths of the dungeon floor, three undead ghouls slither forth with unnerving speed, their decayed forms clad in tattered and muddy cultist robes. Their pallid, decaying flesh clings tightly to their skeletal frames, as if reluctant to leave the earth that birthed them. Jagged nails extend from their gnarled fingers, carving through the wet soil as they claw their way to the surface. Their sunken eyes gleam with hunger, fixating on any signs of life with a chilling intensity.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
Roll INITIATIVE!!!
In this combat, please let me know which creature you are attacking. They are numbered.
If you would like to be in a different position at the start like me know the Coordinates.
https://i.imgur.com/XcM2iKY.png
Mar 30, 2024 10:43 pm
OOC:
Aieeeeeee

Just to clarify the pathway, the hall goes E6-E5-D5-D4 yes? So I’m around a corner a bit and probably haven’t seen them yet.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(19) + 3 = 22

Mar 30, 2024 10:53 pm
OOC:
Good Point. Here is the Map without any tokens to clean up the play area.
https://i.imgur.com/9Aoesw5.png
Mar 31, 2024 4:15 am
Ashtar jerked as Alyria calls out spotted danger, rushing to move forward and protect the others.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+2)

(2) + 2 = 4

Mar 31, 2024 5:59 am
Seeing danger in every direction, Alyria bangs here shielded fist against her chainmail, eager to make sure she has their attention. With determination in her eyes, she withdraws her sword again. "Let us dance once again."

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+0)

(18) = 18

Mar 31, 2024 10:04 pm
Eye of the Storm brought up his bow and arrow once more. It seemed they had found the parents and guests, or what was left of them after they enacted whatever unholy ritual they had attempted. By the moons, what had they hoped to achieve to have cursed their entire family so?
OOC:
Eye of the Storm would be in the back, being an archer, and so would Darkcloud (who I can't have attack until level 3 so she's just along for the ride).

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(13) + 3 = 16

Mar 31, 2024 11:49 pm
OOC:
Ghoul has Goup init of 10
Party Group Init of 13.
Party Goes First.

Rolls

Couth Init - (1d20+2)

(5) + 2 = 7

Ghoul Init - (4d20+8)

(111220) + 8 = 42

Mar 31, 2024 11:54 pm
OOC:
@Kilikina What coordinates do you wish to be at?
Darkcould can attack. Takes your Bonus Action. (Same as when you turn level 3)
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Party Goes First!!

You Currently see 3 ghouls.

Remember path is strange. Use image above for reference.
https://i.imgur.com/nEMZLh1.png
Apr 1, 2024 7:54 am
OOC:
Can we shoot through squares with allies?
Apr 1, 2024 11:20 am
OOC:
Yes you can. These is suppose to be a penalty when doing so but do not worry about it. I do not use all of the Cover mechanics. They can just bog down a pbp campaign.
Apr 2, 2024 1:21 am
Ashtar wades through his companions to stand behind Alyria, and shoots at the creature straight ahead.
OOC:
Shooting at #1 I guess.

Rolls

Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(12) + 5 = 17

Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Apr 2, 2024 2:56 am
OOC:
Again, waiting to get sneak attack bonus. Will target whichever one Alyria runs up in to melee.
Briar quickly pulls her hand crossbow from its holster again, absentmindedly blurting out "Well putting this away was pointless!" and produces a bolt from her boot-lashed-quiver. She watches for her paladin friend's next move, ready to add to the assault once Alyria engages the attentions of one of the hideous creatures now coming from the shadows.

Rolls

Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(11) + 5 = 16

Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(4) = 4

Apr 2, 2024 8:36 am
OOC:
With Alyria being the super protective type, does she have the option to stay on the crossroad tile she’s on already and let them come to her with a move prepared?
Apr 2, 2024 11:18 am
OOC:
Yes. You can eaither Dodge now or hold your action to attack when they get closer.
Roll your attack still if you wish to hold. That way if/when it triggers Ihave it already
Apr 2, 2024 5:56 pm
Pulling the arrow to his eye, the Tabaxi sighted down the hallway, his largest challenge not hitting one of his companions. But the arrow whistled sharply past them all to embed itself in his foe.
Last edited April 2, 2024 5:57 pm

Rolls

Longbw attack - (1d20+7)

(13) + 7 = 20

Damage - (1d8+3)

(7) + 3 = 10

Apr 3, 2024 12:17 pm
OOC:
@Kilikina Please try and take your turn in the next 8hr. I will move us forward when home.
Apr 3, 2024 12:39 pm
OOC:
Not a problem, I had a student no-show so I can take my turn now. Gonna let my bonus action go before my attack so that I can add the extra damage.
Her gaze sharpened as she looked between the three undead beings in each direction, waiting to see which one would reach her first. Sliding her body into a fighting stance, she remained loose and ready to slash her sword at whichever corpse would become the unlucky one. Watching them as they crept closer, she invoked, "May the gods shine down upon us this day. May Helm grant his protection, Ilmater his endurance, Tyr his justice, and most importantly, may Myrkul grant me his ability to slay those in my path."
[ +- ] *Prepped* Divine Favor (1st Level) (Cha)

Rolls

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Radiant Damage - (1d4)

(2) = 2

Apr 3, 2024 3:55 pm
OOC:
Rolling Stuff!

Will update Map and post when home.

@Kilikina Can I get a Con Save please. You also take 8dmg

Rolls

Couth Attack (Longbow - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Couth Dmg (Longbow - (1d8+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Undead 2 Att Alyra - (1d20+4)

(12) + 4 = 16

Undead 2 Dmg Alyra - (2d4+2)

(31) + 2 = 6

Undead 3 Att Alyra - (1d20+4)

(18) + 4 = 22

Undead 3 Dmg Alyra - (2d4+2)

(42) + 2 = 8

Undead 4 Att Couth - (1d20+4)

(3) + 4 = 7

Undead 4 Dmg Couth - (2d4+2)

(22) + 2 = 6

Apr 3, 2024 8:07 pm
OOC:
Our turn? Or wait for save roll first?
Apr 3, 2024 9:49 pm
Ashtar, Briar, and Eye of the Storm's coordinated attacks swiftly eliminate one of the undead horrors. However, the remaining two assail Alyria with vicious intent. As she swings her glowing sword, her footing falters in the muddy terrain. Couth's arrow narrowly misses its mark, bouncing off the dungeon walls. With relentless aggression, the undead foes double-team Alyria, one managing to land a deep clawing strike despite her attempts to block with her shield. Meanwhile, a new threat emerges from a nearby tunnel, targeting Couth with slashing claws that he narrowly avoids.


https://i.imgur.com/lcOSJyr.png

PC Save DC AC HP/Mx
Ashtar 13DC 13 20 / 20
Couth NA 16 5 / 20
Briar 12DC 14 11 / 15
Alyria Reyra13DC 18 12 / 20
Eye of the Storm 11DC 16 22 / 22
DarkcloudNA 15 22 / 22
OOC:
@Kilikina I need a DC 10 Con Save
[ +- ] DC 10 Con Save

Round 2!
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
1 Undead is Dead. 3 more Remain.
Please tell be which Number you attack!
You may take your turn!
Apr 3, 2024 10:32 pm
"Alyria!" Ashtar called out to the brave knight, not that there was anything he could do other than fight these things. He just hoped she had enough to survive. He aimed at the one to her right, and blasted it.
OOC:
Attack #3

Rolls

Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(17) + 5 = 22

Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Apr 3, 2024 11:26 pm
Reloading quickly, Briar leaps to the air and flits through the hallway in an erratic zig-zag. She dodges above and around the bodies within the confined space and takes aim as she travels down the hall. Releasing the crossbow at the intended target, the small rogue gives a smaller "Yah!" and skids to a halt as the furtherest stretch possible.
OOC:
Bonus action: disengage to run through without opportunity attacks.
Action: crossbow bolt at 2.
Movement: zipping through the hall and should be able to get to D2 or so with 30 ft movement.

Rolls

Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(7) + 5 = 12

Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(4) = 4

Apr 4, 2024 7:57 pm
Suddenly surrounded, Eye of the Storm switches from his bow to his blades in a flurry. He hisses at the nearest foe as he swings.
OOC:
Attack #2.
Last edited April 4, 2024 7:57 pm

Rolls

Main hand attack - (1d20+5)

(8) + 5 = 13

Off hand attack - (1d20+5)

(5) + 5 = 10

Main hand damage - (1d6+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Off hand damage - (1d6)

(6) = 6

Apr 5, 2024 2:06 am
OOC:
I’ll write a fancy post later when I’m not dominating my mom for once in Mariokart! Here’s my rolls for save and attack though for hitting #2.

Sorry for not fixing the wording on the damage roll. It did roll the correct one at least.
Last edited April 5, 2024 2:10 am

Rolls

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(16) + 2 = 18

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3slashing(1d10+3versatile))

(8) + (7) + 6 = 21

Apr 5, 2024 2:50 am
OOC:
Rolls!
#3 12
#2 Dead.
Alyria passed Con Save!

Wow Both attacks miss...

Rolls

Undead Attack Alyria - (1d20+4)

(3) + 4 = 7

Undead Dmg Alyria - (2d4+2)

(21) + 2 = 5

Undead Attack Couth - (1d20+4)

(2) + 4 = 6

Undead Dmg Couth - (2d4+2)

(12) + 2 = 5

Couth Attack 3 - (1d20+5)

(12) + 5 = 17

Couth dmg 3 - (1d8+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Apr 5, 2024 3:06 am
The undead cultist lunges at Couth once more, its claws poised to strike, but Ashtar's powerful magic blast interrupts its attack, sending it staggering backward. Seizing the opportunity, Couth brings down his warhammer with force, crushing the cultist's skull.
Meanwhile, Eye of the Storm pulls out swords and swings at the cultist, the first slashes through the robes and its chest but the cultist ducks away from the other attack. Briar, displaying remarkable agility, evades an erratic swing and delivers a precise bolt that pierces another cultist's chest. Alyria's sword, still aglow with holy light, swings with deadly accuracy, decapitating the cultist with a single strike.


https://i.imgur.com/5StVhV3.png

PC Save DC AC HP/Mx
Ashtar 13DC 13 20 / 20
Couth NA 16 5 / 20
Briar 12DC 14 11 / 15
Alyria Reyra13DC 18 12 / 20
Eye of the Storm 11DC 16 22 / 22
DarkcloudNA 15 22 / 22

ROUND 3!
OOC:

Undead 3 and Undead 4 Still stand!
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
You may take your turn!
Apr 5, 2024 9:39 am
OOC:
I did not fire a bolt. I don't even have a crossbow.
As one cultist fell under the flurry of blows, Eye of the Storm switched the last one next to him. He howled a feline growl as he attacked with great fury.

Rolls

Main hand attack - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Off hand attack - (1d20+5)

(14) + 5 = 19

Main hand damage - (1d6+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Off hand damage - (1d6)

(6) = 6

Apr 5, 2024 12:32 pm
OOC:
Shit sorry @Khulod. Half asleep last night working on the post. I will edit the above.

Just an FYI RAW in one turn you would not be able to draw both Shortswords.
I didn't care last night because the off hand missed.
If you you would need to have the Dual Wielder Feat to do so.
[ +- ] Dual Wielder
Apr 5, 2024 7:34 pm
The abominations were falling, Ashtar just hoped these two fell before Alyria did. He blsted at the same creature again.
OOC:
Attack #3 again.
Edit: Sigh.
Last edited April 5, 2024 7:35 pm

Rolls

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(1) + 5 = 6

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Apr 5, 2024 10:01 pm
Never stopping for more than a breath, the fairy pings around the hallway again, launching herself through the space in a similar but still erratic path. She aims for the creature nearest her paladin friend as she zips by, putting distance once again between herself and the rest of the fray by ducking into the hallway beyond.
OOC:
Bonus action: disengage to avoid opportunity attacks
Action: shoot at 3
Movement: zing around behind Alyria, to get to F4

Rolls

Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(14) + 5 = 19

Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(6) = 6

Apr 7, 2024 1:50 pm
OOC:
Alyria takes the Dodge Action.

Rolls

Couth Attack 4 - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Undead Attack Couth - (1d20+4)

(15) + 4 = 19

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Udead Dmg Couth - (2d4+2)

(41) + 2 = 7

Couth Con Save - (1d20+4)

(1) + 4 = 5

Apr 7, 2024 2:19 pm
Brair's bolt finds its mark once more, sinking into the undead's shoulder. Eye of the Storm's first sword strike narrowly misses, but the second connects, severing the undead's head. Ashtar unleashes a blast of magic, but the agile cultist dodges, evading the attack just as Couth swings his warhammer. Unfortunately, the undead's claws tear into Couth's chest, causing him to collapse, blood spilling from the grievous wound.

https://i.imgur.com/BKe3zk8.png

PC Save DC AC HP/Mx
Ashtar 13DC 13 20 / 20
Couth NA 16 0 / 20
Briar 12DC 14 11 / 15
Alyria Reyra13DC 18 12 / 20
Eye of the Storm 11DC 16 22 / 22
DarkcloudNA 15 22 / 22

Round 4
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina You are up!
Couth is Down. 1 Undead Left
Apr 7, 2024 9:45 pm
With a single undead monstrosity left, Ashtar rushed out to get some space, hoping to give himself better aim.
OOC:
Row 7, a couple spots away from the creature.

I should just quit combat altogether, good gods.
Last edited April 7, 2024 9:46 pm

Rolls

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(7) + 5 = 12

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Apr 7, 2024 11:31 pm
Not seeing any creatures but still hearing a clatter from the previous chamber, Briar takes a deep breath and launches herself off again, backtracking to the room of rotten food. She races through the hallway, reloading to assist with whatever creature may be left.
OOC:
30 ft movement should get me to F7 if I move diagonal at the very end of my run.
Shooting the last one left. Will hold the shot to try and get sneak attack if I can.



OOOOOR NOT
Last edited April 7, 2024 11:32 pm

Rolls

Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(1) = 1

Apr 8, 2024 3:54 pm
With a grunt of pain from the hit she’d already taken, Alyria pushed through to the last undead creature standing. "May you fall and never return again," she said as she swung her longsword at him.
OOC:
I apologize for my unannounced weekend away. I want to move to E7 please.

Rolls

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(12) + 5 = 17

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(7) + 3 = 10

Divine Favor - (1d4)

(4) = 4

Apr 8, 2024 9:28 pm
OOC:
Oh thank goodness, hopefully that kills it.
Apr 8, 2024 10:29 pm
OOC:
The last undead Cultist is dead. Couth is at 0HP. @Khulod Let me know if you do anything to heal or stabilize him.
Apr 9, 2024 6:39 am
OOC:
If someone can heal, maybe heal Couth? Otherwise Ashtar can use his potion, but I’d rather not spend a consummable unless it’s an emergency.
Apr 9, 2024 1:06 pm
OOC:
Couth Death Save

Rolls

Death Save couth - (1d20)

Apr 9, 2024 1:12 pm
Couth throat gurgles. He starts unconsciously coughing up blood..
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Out of Combat but Couth is still unconscious
Apr 9, 2024 5:30 pm
Panting after bringing down the final foe, a gurgle catches her attention. Spinning to see Couth on the ground, Alyria mutters a curse in a foreign language. She drops to her knees beside him as she rests her hands against his chest as she feels her palms grow warm as what life force she can give begins to flood into him. "He needs a healer, soon" she says to the group.
OOC:
My last five points of Lay of Hands to our poor, fallen man.
Apr 9, 2024 7:01 pm
Couth's wounds pulsate briefly, then swiftly knit themselves back together. He coughs up a mixture of blood and spittle, visibly shaken. Slowly rising to his feet, he mutters, "Is it dead? Those claws were... Something else." Struggling to maintain his balance, he gathers his fallen weapons and nods at Alyria, saying, "Thank you."
OOC:
Couth is alive! 5hp but he doesn't fully look like himself. I will update map when home.
Apr 9, 2024 8:08 pm
"This cursed place will be the end of us all if we don't figure out a way to leave soon." Eye of the Storm grouched. That had been a close call with Couth.
Apr 9, 2024 9:27 pm
Couth is alive. 4 undead cultists are now dead.
The party stands in the tunnel, deciding where to go next.
OOC:
You have 5+ different options for where to go.
The nearest choices are the Red, Green, Pink, Blue, and Yellow arrows.
Let me know what you wish to do, where you wish to go, or if you have any questions!
https://i.imgur.com/TiL7kfV.png
Apr 10, 2024 12:22 am
"If everyone's ready, let's keep moving. Sooner we clear this place, the sooner we can leave... hopefully." Ashtar heads to the west.
OOC:
Let's go red arrow. If someone wants to choose a different route, feel free, I just chose it at random to move things along.
Apr 10, 2024 2:07 am
OOC:
Red arrow sounds good. Also, I handed one of the health potions I found in the hidden chest to Couth so he can drink that now that he’s back up.
Apr 11, 2024 12:41 am
This tunnel heads down a few flights of stairs. You can see what looks like a larger room at the end of the stairs.
The tunnel splits and heads to another flight of stairs that connects with a path you saw earlier.
OOC:
Perception Checks please!
OOC:
Red Arrow heads to a room. Blue Arrow down some stairs. Green and Yellow Arrows to the unknown!
https://i.imgur.com/DXUWIvz.png
Apr 11, 2024 2:03 am
Keeping her crossbow at the ready, Briar scans the surroundings as the group progresses through the hallways. "This place is a maze," she comments lamely, as if it weren't obvious. Trying to keep grip of some silver lining, she adds, "At least we put the kids to rest."

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Apr 11, 2024 4:53 am
"A crypt maze." Ashtar added to Briar’s thoughts. "Bad as it is, it reminds me of places I’ve ventured into in the past. I find it… disturbing how familiar it all feels."

Ashtar continues downward.
OOC:
Red arrow again I guess.

Rolls

Ashtar: Perception - (1d20+1)

(16) + 1 = 17

Apr 11, 2024 12:49 pm
Ashtar walks down the tunnel to the next room. In the lower tunnel he notices that the one sections of the dungeon looks stange.
OOC:
We can come back to this.
https://i.imgur.com/YOIwDu7.png

As you step into the room, the air turns stale and heavy. A 4-foot-wide well shaft dominates the center, its dark depths seemingly bottomless. The stone lip, standing at a mere 3 feet high, exudes an eerie aura. Above, a wooden bucket hangs ominously from a creaking rope-and-pulley mechanism, almost as if it moves of its own accord.

Adjacent to the well, five side rooms whisper tales of long-forgotten horrors. These were once quarters for senior cultists, now shrouded in darkness and decay. Inside each room, a wood-framed bed with a moldy straw mattress stands as a testament to the desolation that lingers. Beside each bed, a wooden chest.

https://i.imgur.com/Rcf2UzK.png
Apr 11, 2024 5:03 pm
"This place just gets stranger and stranger the longer we stay here." Alyria looks at the well, inspecting it to see if the bucket is at the top or what could be at the bottom of the well.

"Briar," she adds as she looks, "let me know if any loot you find in the chests are noteworthy for me. And yes, I know you’ll go looking," she chuckles with her last statement.

Rolls

Perception if it’s needed? - (1d20+2)

(9) + 2 = 11

Apr 11, 2024 5:03 pm
Eye of the Storm looks down the well. The sound the pulley makes suggests an air current to the Tabaxi..
Apr 12, 2024 3:55 pm
OOC:
@Redamancy Assuming you wish to open the chest I will need 5 Thieves Tools Checks. (Dex + Proficiency Bonus)
@Khulod Can I get a perception check from you please for the well...
Apr 12, 2024 8:28 pm
OOC:
Perception (Eye of the Storm has darkvision)

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+3)

(10) + 3 = 13

Apr 12, 2024 10:12 pm
As the party gets close to the well, the pully unleashes the bucket, sending it into the well with an echoing splash, causing a few to jump.
Eye of the Storm doesn't feel any wind or air current. Maybe everything was moving on its own.

Looking down the well into the bucket, you see something shiny sitting in the bucket. You can't make out what it is though...
OOC:
The bucket is about 40ft down. There is a rope by the well to pull up the bucket.
Apr 12, 2024 11:20 pm
OOC:
How does the water smell?
The Tabaxi man stared down the well intently, waiting for movement. With his luck so far this well, too, was cursed. But nothing happened for a few moments. He then turned his attention around the room. In this moment of peace, he wondered about their next step. What would they face next? Eye of the Storm did not know. What had these fools tried to do that had them end up like this? Dabbling with foul magic, that much was plain, but what specifically? Perhaps it was best not to know, but his survival and that of the others might depend on it. Couth had just come close. What if the next time didn't turn out as well? They needed every edge they could get. Perhaps there was something down that well that could help make sense of this. With a sign he turned to the pully and began cranking up the bucket.
Apr 13, 2024 3:26 am
"That wall is strange," Ashtar noted to the others, keeping in mind to check it on the way back. He scours the bedrooms with Briar, keeping a blast at the ready as she goes about her business.
Apr 13, 2024 7:30 pm
As the bucket ascends, a grotesque severed hand emerges, its broken nails slicing across Eye of the Storm's face in a ghastly attack. Reacting swiftly, Ashtar unleashes a powerful blast of magic, causing the undead hand to crumble and fall lifeless.

Within the bucket lies a simple bracelet adorned with a mysterious charm, its significance shrouded in eerie secrecy.

https://i.imgur.com/CyqUSXn.png
OOC:
@Khulod 3 dmg from being clawed in the face.

Rolls

Attack Eye of The Storm - (1d20+3)

(19) + 3 = 22

DmG Eye of the Storm - (1d4+1)

(2) + 1 = 3

Apr 13, 2024 8:34 pm
"GAHH! CURSES! IS THERE NO END TO THE MISERY OF THIS PLACE!?" Eye of the Storm bellowed in rage, gingerly touching his face where blood matted his fur. He snatched up the bracelet, ready to toss it down into the well, but collected himself with a snarl.
Apr 14, 2024 2:08 am
OOC:
Sorry y’all. Been reduced to the emotional equivalent of a toddler. Crying over spilt milk and the like. Hoping I’ll be able to catch up with my games tomorrow after riding out a few more panic attacks.

Rolls

Thieves’ Tools - (1d20+3+2)

(14) + 5 = 19

1d20+3+2

(5) + 5 = 10

1d20+3+2

(3) + 5 = 8

1d20+3+2

(14) + 5 = 19

1d20+3+2

(15) + 5 = 20

Apr 14, 2024 2:38 am
Ashtar walked up to Eye of the Storm, completely in agreement with his curses. They really needed to hurry out of this place. "What'd you get from the handsy hand?"
Apr 14, 2024 1:41 pm
Briar flitters from chest to chest, picking the padlocks on each. She manages to unlock 3 of them. Inside, she finds a pouch made of human flesh inside is 11 gp and 60 sp, three moss agates (worth 10 gp each) in a folded piece of black cloth, and an ivory hairbrush with silver bristles (worth 25 gp).
OOC:
Updated Map. Green area looks off. Three paths to choose. Red, Pink, or Green
https://i.imgur.com/htCSj7F.png
Apr 14, 2024 4:57 pm
Alyria borrows the black cloth from Briar's finds and hands it to Eye of the Storm. "I recommend covering the finding in this, you know not if it has negative enchantments on it. Better safe than sorry." With that, she turns and decides to follow the path that is mysteriously marked with a red arrow.
Apr 14, 2024 7:05 pm
grifter730 says:
Ashtar walked up to Eye of the Storm, completely in agreement with his curses. They really needed to hurry out of this place. "What'd you get from the handsy hand?"
"What? How about 'Are you OK Eye of the Storm? Did it hit your eye?' " The Tabaxi scolded Ashtar whose first concern after seeing his companion get scratched bloody was to see what trinket it had gotten him..
OOC:
You loot goblin you. Shame. SHAME!
Apr 14, 2024 11:25 pm
The party winds their way through the dark dungeon until they reach an uncharted tunnel. Inside, they discover a room adorned with moldy skeletons dangling from rusty shackles along the walls. Dominating the space is a wide alcove in the south wall, housing a painted wooden statue depicting a gaunt, pale-faced man draped in a voluminous black cloak. His left hand rests on the head of a wolf standing by his side, while his right hand clutches a smoky-gray crystal orb.
OOC:
Orb
https://i.imgur.com/uHrDz18.png
OOC:
Can I get a Perception check from everyone.
OOC:
Close up of room
https://i.imgur.com/mZ0LASQ.png
OOC:
Map so Far.https://i.imgur.com/lZoggKk.png
Apr 15, 2024 12:51 am
"It just never ends..." Eye of the Storm muttered, seeing the skeletons...

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+3)

(19) + 3 = 22

Apr 15, 2024 1:46 am
Ashtar arched an eyebrow at the feline's outburst. "If you needed comfort from a scratch, perhaps you should've asked your mother to come along." He went back to accompany Briar again, before Alyria led them all away.

Rolls

Ashtar: Perception - (1d20+1)

(10) + 1 = 11

Apr 15, 2024 2:44 pm
Alyria's eyebrows shoot straight up as she hears Ashtar's comeback. Suppressing the giggle, she focuses on the room they've entered as she says, "Those are bold words Ashtar. Not words I expected from you, but find myself rather amused by."
OOC:
I am blind af! Obviously, I poked my eye out on the statue lol
Last edited April 15, 2024 2:44 pm

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(1) + 2 = 3

Apr 15, 2024 9:34 pm
Eye of the Storm notices that the wall to the north looks off. It is large enough for a possible door. Getting a better look, he finds a hidden door caked in mud. It takes a few minutes to scrape off all of the mud to find a simple door with a hook handle.

Opening the door, the group finds a very steep, rickety wooden staircase heading up towards a ladder.
https://i.imgur.com/oR0HmQ6.png

https://i.imgur.com/kOAu9Rg.png
Apr 16, 2024 3:08 am
Kilikina says:
"Briar," she adds as she looks, "let me know if any loot you find in the chests are noteworthy for me. And yes, I know you’ll go looking," she chuckles with her last statement.
Smiley says:
Briar flitters from chest to chest, picking the padlocks on each. She manages to unlock 3 of them.
Nodding primly as if this were all highly normal, Briar heads to see what treasures lay locked away. Finding two of the three quarries too difficult, she calls for Alyria to maybe try a different method to opening the difficult containers.
OOC:
I’d ask her to smash it open before we left the dorm. Briar is also a loot goblin.
Smiley says:
Inside, she finds a pouch made of human flesh inside is 11 gp and 60 sp, three moss agates (worth 10 gp each) in a folded piece of black cloth, and an ivory hairbrush with silver bristles (worth 25 gp).
OOC:
EXCUSE YOU I FOUND WHAT
Briar drops into an oddly silent revere for a time as the group continues. Even with the nature of this place what it was, she had not been prepared for the dorm storage findings. A bag made of flesh?! The hairbrush was pretty, though. She was excited to try and clean it up a bit later. later. Regaining the reigns on her wandering mind, Briar tunes in just in time to see the cliff-like ascension into an even steeper climb.

"Uhhh, does anyone have any idea where we are anymore? I mean, like, with regards to the ground. I’ve lost count of our elevation changes…"
OOC:
Thank you for your patience as I navigated some new emotions regarding a totally foreign life experience this weekend. I greatly appreciate it.
Apr 16, 2024 9:15 am
Eye of the Storm looked down the ladder carefully, the encounter at the well fresh in his mind.
"Is it too much to hope for an escape tunnel? Because I don't want to know what a secret hiding hole under this mansion of horrors might hold.."
Apr 16, 2024 1:25 pm
Ashtar had had enough of this place. If he was going to die, so be it. It was pointless shivering at the back.

He climbed the ladder.
Apr 16, 2024 11:05 pm
Proffering a quick shrug to Eye of the Storm, Briar darts after Ashtar. She definitely doesn't want to be left behind here. She ascends the ladder with nervous anticipation, peering beyond Ashtar to try and locate dangers ahead.
OOC:
I believe you ruled Perception for locating dangers/traps, Investigate for figuring out how to disarm.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(15) + 2 = 17

Apr 16, 2024 11:10 pm
Ashtar climbs up the ladder; it takes a few minutes before he comes to a trapped door above him.
Pushing open the trapdoor Ashtar discovers the hunting room the party explored before on the first floor.
OOC:
Green Square is where the trap door is.
Red Door is the door you entered into the house
https://i.imgur.com/CjTgnDT.png
Apr 17, 2024 1:56 pm
"This is rather vexing." Ashtar climbs back down the ladder. "Where to next?"
Apr 17, 2024 11:37 pm
OOC:
If someone wants to make 2 altheltics checks to break the locks from the other room's chest. Go ahead!
OOC:
Last 2 paths to choose from.
Red ones (Go to same location)
Green one goes Down Stairs.
https://i.imgur.com/cdvr1dJ.png
Apr 18, 2024 4:17 am
"I guess we go back and figure out where we haven’t been." Briar shrugs and beings back down the ladder, backtracking through the maze of hallways in order to venture onward somewhere new.
OOC:
Let’s go red arrows since that seems like the last option on this level before we have to descend further.
Apr 18, 2024 11:55 am
OOC:
Sorry for not being active the past few days. Getting my mom’s birthday prepared for, cake made, and everything except decorating done was a headache and a half of chaos.
Alyria stood at the bottom. Her desire to make sure that nothing in this hell hole existed still to ever haunt, curse, or torment another living creature too strong to see her ready to leave just yet. Not immune to the pain her fellow companion might be feeling, she looks to Eye of the Storm. "I do hope your face isn’t in too much pain. We shall see about all of us getting a healer or some form of treatment when we leave."

As soon as her companions returned down the ladder, she lead the way to one of the few areas they hadn’t seen yet.
OOC:
I’m down for the red zone.
Apr 18, 2024 1:25 pm
OOC:
Red arrow sounds good!
Apr 18, 2024 9:39 pm
OOC:
I am doing rthe next 2 rooms at the same time for this one. The 1st room (One with Table) doesn't have much going on. The 2nd room as quiet a bit more...
In the center of the room, a dimly lit chandelier hangs over a weathered table. Flanking the table are two weathered high-backed chairs, and atop it rests an empty clay jug and two dusty clay flagons. Unlit iron candlesticks stand sentinel in the corners, their wicks long gone.

Further down a narrow tunnel, a somber bedroom emerges. The chamber houses a large wood-framed bed, its feather mattress now decayed. A wardrobe stands beside it, holding old, tattered robes. Unlit iron candlesticks cast eerie shadows, while a crate nearby holds ancient torches and a leather sack with a handful of black candles. At the foot of the bed sits a wooden footlocker, and hanging nearby, suspended by a rope tied to a support beam, is a ghastly sight—a corpse with a noose tightly cinched around its neck.
OOC:
Green Circle is Footlocker. Red Dot is the hanging body.
https://i.imgur.com/5fQXniz.png
Apr 18, 2024 9:55 pm
OOC:
Does the corpse hanging look familiar or is it just a skeleton?
Apr 18, 2024 10:34 pm
OOC:
It bears a resemblance to the portraits you have seen of the father.
Apr 19, 2024 12:38 pm
Ashtar eyed the foot locker, then questioningly at Briar, then the foot locker again.
Apr 19, 2024 6:03 pm
Without a word, but with a wary glance at the dangling body, Briar nods and moves towards the locker.
OOC:
Traps? If no traps, unlocking.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

Thieves' Tools - (1d20+3+2)

(12) + 5 = 17

Apr 19, 2024 10:36 pm
As Briar approaches the unlocked and untrapped footlocker, the rope tethering the corpse suddenly snaps. With a disturbing thud, the lifeless body crashes to the floor. However, to everyone's horror, the cadaver begins to twitch and convulse. Its lifeless limbs jerk into motion, struggling to stand upright, while the rope around its neck thrashes about in a frenzied dance of its own.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Roll Initiative!!
Please let me know your character's Starting Coordinates (Besides Briar)
https://i.imgur.com/Vn2YmzU.png
Apr 19, 2024 11:34 pm
In both horror and frustration, Alyria moves to C3 to be directly in front of the reanimating corpse. "I think I am quite ready for this family to stay dead."

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+0)

(14) = 14

Apr 20, 2024 1:06 pm
Ashtar jerked involuntarily. Cursed family in this cursed house!

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+2)

(3) + 2 = 5

Apr 20, 2024 5:43 pm
"At this point, we should just assume they all refuse to stay dead."
OOC:
Starting at G-3.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Apr 21, 2024 4:37 am
"Not again!"

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(7) + 3 = 10

Apr 21, 2024 11:56 am
OOC:
Monster go first...
The undead's claws find a gap in Alyria's defense, ripping through her armor and gouging deep into her chest. Meanwhile, the noose from which the creature hung starts to animate, snaking towards Briar with an otherworldly intent. Wrapping around her throat, the noose constricts with an unnaturally tight grip, choking the life out of her as it tightens further with each passing second.
OOC:
@Kilikina 14 damage on you. I need a DC 10 Con Save or you are paralyzed.
@Redamancy I need a DC 13 Cha save or you take 7 damage or you are grappled by the rope.
[ +- ] Gallows' Grip
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina You may each take your turn!
PC Save DC AC _HP/Mx_
Ashtar 13DC 13 20 / 20
Couth NA 16 5 / 20
Briar 12DC 14 3 / 15
Alyria Reyra13DC 18 6 / 20
Eye of the Storm 13DC 16 19 / 22
DarkcloudNA 15 22 / 22

Rolls

Couth Init - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Monster Init - (1d20+2)

(16) + 2 = 18

Undead Att on Alyria - (1d20+5)

(14) + 5 = 19

Undead Dmg on Alyria - (2d6+3)

(65) + 3 = 14

Noose Wrap damage on Briar - (3d6)

(151) = 7

Apr 21, 2024 1:58 pm
OOC:
I’m waiting to see what happens to Alyria and Briar, since it looks like they might both go down this round, and I have a healing potion still.
Apr 21, 2024 2:33 pm
OOC:
Alyria;s heath on the chart is after taking the 14 dmg.
Briar's HP I think needs to be updated. I don't think it is 3hp. Everyone else's HP should be Correct.
Apr 21, 2024 4:59 pm
OOC:
She should have had 11 hp going into this encounter. If rope does 7 damage, she’d be at four now.

Rolls

Briar: Cha - Save - (1d20+2)

(15) + 2 = 17

Apr 21, 2024 5:07 pm
OOC:
Brair takes no damage. You can take your turn
Apr 21, 2024 6:15 pm
OOC:
Luck be with me… I’m gonna use my tarot card’s roll with advantage ability for this.
Alyria growls as she feels the pain of the deep slash. For a second, she feels her body lock up, but she pushes through it to slash her sword at the corpse.
Last edited April 21, 2024 6:18 pm

Rolls

Constitution Save w/ Advantage - (2d20H1+2)

(1917) + 2 = 21

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(3) + 5 = 8

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Apr 21, 2024 10:18 pm
It was all going to the nine hells again! Eye of the Storm pulled back his bow and fired at the dead man, hoping it would get it to release its prey..
Last edited April 21, 2024 10:20 pm

Rolls

Attack - (1d20+7)

(15) + 7 = 22

Damage - (1d8+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Favored Foe damage - (1d4)

(3) = 3

Apr 22, 2024 12:30 am
"How does this even happen?" the fairy cries as she takes her aim and adds to the assault.

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(14) + 5 = 19

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Briar: Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Apr 23, 2024 10:49 pm
Briar manages to evade the noose's grasp, struggling to break free from its entanglement. Alyria, weakened by the poison coursing through her veins, swings at the undead but misses her mark. Eye of the Storm, Briar, and Couth launch ranged attacks at the undead, their projectiles embedding into its decaying flesh.

As the undead claws at Alyria, she fortifies herself and raises her shield just in time to deflect the blow. Meanwhile, the sinister noose now targets Ashtar, snaking towards him with menacing intent, aiming to ensnare his neck in its deadly grip.
OOC:
Undead has taken 22dmg so far.

@grifter730 I need a DC 13 Cha Save or you take 17 Damage!
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Please take your turn!!

Sorry about the delay!

Rolls

Couth Attack - (1d20+5)

(17) + 5 = 22

Couth Dmg - (1d8+2)

(2) + 2 = 4

Undead Attack Alyria - (1d20+5)

(3) + 5 = 8

Undead dmg Alyria - (2d6+3)

(44) + 3 = 11

undead Attack Ashtar - (3d6)

(566) = 17

Apr 24, 2024 2:39 am
Ashtar was nearly blindsided, too shocked by the rapid escalation of events, but he shook out of it in time to evade the noose’s grasp. He let loose an eldritch blast at it for good measure.
OOC:
Should I get another action here since it seems like we’re in another round now?
Last edited April 24, 2024 2:42 am

Rolls

Ashtar: Cha - Save - (1d20+5)

(15) + 5 = 20

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack Noose - (1d20+5)

(5) + 5 = 10

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage Noose - (1d10+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Apr 24, 2024 2:53 am
"Stop it, stop it, stop it!" the young rogue yells at the undead. "Just stay dead already!"

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(11) + 5 = 16

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Briar: Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(2) = 2

Apr 24, 2024 9:22 pm
"Gnnnh!" Eye of the Storm clamped his maw shut as he kept firing his bow whenever he had a clear shot..

Rolls

Attack - (1d20+7)

(16) + 7 = 23

Damage - (1d8+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Favored Foe Damage - (1d4)

(2) = 2

Apr 25, 2024 3:20 am
Taking a long blink, Alyria slowly shakes her head trying to clear her mind of the substance that was slowing her down. With effort, she swings her sword again, hoping to decapitate the zombified corpse.

Rolls

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(3) + 5 = 8

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Apr 25, 2024 1:41 pm
Ashtar manages to break free from the sentient noose's grasp, attempting to destroy it with a blast of magic, but the agile rope evades his attack. The noose then targets Couth, swiftly coiling around him, but Couth reacts quickly, struggling to tie it into a knot and restrain its movements.

Distracted by the entangled rope, Couth's arrow misses its mark, echoing against the dungeon walls. Meanwhile, Alyria and the undead continue their fierce combat, with Alyria using her sword skillfully to block the undead's claws and thwart its attack.

Eye of the Storm and Briar seize the opportunity, unleashing a volley of shots that pierce the undead creature, turning it into a makeshift pincushion as their projectiles embed deeply into its decaying form.
OOC:
40 dmg so far.
Undead attacked Couth and Alyria. Both attacks missed
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Undead is still up but it is hurt!
You may all take your turns.

Rolls

Couth Attack (Longbow - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Couth Dmg (Longbow - (1d8+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Undead ATt Alyria - (2d20+5)

(65) + 5 = 16

Undead dmg Alyria - (2d6+3)

(64) + 3 = 13

Couth Rope Dmg - (3d6)

(451) = 10

Couth Rope Save - (1d20-1)

(15) - 1 = 14

Apr 25, 2024 11:08 pm
As the rope lashed out at a new target, Ashtar squared up properly, took aim, and blasted it.
Last edited April 25, 2024 11:09 pm

Rolls

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack Rope - (1d20+5)

(17) + 5 = 22

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage Rope - (1d10+3)

(7) + 3 = 10

Apr 26, 2024 5:52 am
Wrinkling her nose in frustration, Briar continues to fire upon the undead. She looks over at Eye of the Storm and calls out, "Okay, you were right. I hate this place."

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(14) + 5 = 19

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Briar: Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(4) = 4

Apr 26, 2024 11:24 am
OOC:
You kill the undead. Out of combat!
Apr 26, 2024 11:55 am
Ashtar sniffed as if something unpleasant was in the air, keeping a cool demeanor as if his heart wasn’t thundering a storm inside. "What a ghastly business. How’s everyone doing?"
Apr 26, 2024 12:42 pm
The undead body loses its form and falls to the ground.

My Beloved Children
I wish I could do what all fathers do and tell you that
monsters aren't real. But it wouldn't be true
Life can create things of exquisite beauty. But it can
also twist them into hideous beings. Selfish. Violent.
Grotesque. Monstrous. It hurts me to say that your
mother has turned into one such monster, inside and
out. And I'm afraid the disease that afflicted her mind
has taken hold of me as well.
It sickens me to think what we've put you through
There is no excuse. I only ask of you, though I know I
do not have the right to do so, to try and forgive us. I
despise what your mother has become, but I love and
pity her all the same.
Rose, I wish I could see you blossom into a strong
beautiful woman. Thorne, Walter, I wish I could be there
for you. But I can't. This is the only way.
Goodbye.


The footlocker is opened up and inside you find a simple black leather cloak, a small wooden box containing four potions of healing, a chain shirt, a mess kit, a flask of alchemist's fire, a bullseye lantern, a set of thieves' tools, 2 simple stone wedding rings, and a cloudy glass orb.
OOC:
Full Map of this Dungeon Level. Red Area is the way down to the next floor. Let me know if you want to do anything before heading down.
https://i.imgur.com/AqNG8tO.png
Apr 27, 2024 2:55 am
After putting away her gear, Alyria wanders over to the locker. With a hand holding her wound, she passes a healing potion to Couth and Briar before taking one for herself and downing the contents. Once she does, she grabs the chain shirt and the ring set, placing them in her bag. "Are we ready to head down?"
Apr 27, 2024 4:28 am
Briar pockets the potion and her eyes light up as she lifts the alchemist’s fire. "Any objections?" She holds it up with a delicate wiggle and makes a glance at her belt, waiting for permission to add the throwable to her arsenal. After receiving a response, she lifts the curious orb and rotates it in her hands. "What do we think this is?"
Apr 27, 2024 5:18 am
Ashtar examines the black leather cloak, but didn't dare try it on. It was likely cursed and would attempt to constrict him.

"I'm none the worse for the wear, but are you sure you don't need a breather? You've taken quite a few hits."
OOC:
No objections to Briar from Ashtar. Ashtar is ready.
Apr 27, 2024 12:54 pm
OOC:
@Kilikina Roll 2d4 + 2 for the potion and let me know what your current HP is at.
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Can I get an update on HP from everyone.
Apr 27, 2024 2:42 pm
The party heads to the last set of stairs. As they descend the chanting becomes louder more clear.
The prashe "He is the Ancient. He is the Land." Reverberates thoughout the stairs.



At the base of the stairs the party finds a dungeon reliquary, thirteen eerie relics are stored in niches along the walls:
A mummified yellow hand with sharp claws, once belonging to a goblin, hangs from a loop of rope.
A knife crafted from human bone, stained with dark history.
A dagger featuring a rat's skull set into its pommel, exuding an unsettling aura.
An 8-inch varnished orb crafted from the eye of a nothic, radiating ancient power.
An aspergillum made entirely from bone, used in twisted rites of blessing.
A folded cloak stitched from ghoul skin, its texture disturbingly leathery.
A desiccated frog affixed to a stick, possibly used in rituals involving amphibian symbolism.
A bag filled with bat guano, hinting at arcane spellcasting components.
A hag's severed finger, preserved and potent with dark magic.
A small wooden figurine of a mummy, arms crossed over its chest, emanating an aura of ancient curses.
An iron pendant bearing the visage of a devil, symbolizing infernal pacts.
The shrunken, shriveled head of a halfling, a morbid token of past sacrifices.
A small glass coffer containing a dire wolf's withered tongue, possibly used in macabre divinations.

There are 2 paths. One is blocked by a rusty iron portcullis the other turns a corner.
OOC:
Items are in clockwise order starting with the Hand being the first one you see as you enter the room.
https://i.imgur.com/Zlum5rk.png
Apr 27, 2024 9:04 pm
OOC:
Hp: 19 / 22.
Redamancy says:
Wrinkling her nose in frustration, Briar continues to fire upon the undead. She looks over at Eye of the Storm and calls out, "Okay, you were right. I hate this place."
"I am in a mood to burn it all down. Preferably after we leave."

Eye of the Storm takes the remaining items, with a special interest in the lantern's oil for... reasons.
[ +- ] Items taken.
As the group descended what Eye of the Storm hoped was the final stairs down the chanting began and his fur rose up. He hissed "More cultists?" to the group, wondering what was down there. Then they emerged in the reliquary he tore his eyes away from the grim items on display and aimed his bow down the hallway to the south..
"Touch nothing. It is likely all cursed. Or trapped."
Last edited April 27, 2024 9:17 pm
Apr 28, 2024 2:42 am
OOC:
Yeah, Ashtar took the black cloak.
Ashtar is at full HP, I don't think he's taken a hit yet.
Ashtar nodded at the feline's words, a rare moment of agreement. "Best we take care of all these chanting cultists," he said with disgust.
OOC:
Any of the mentioned items have anything to do with the prophecies/card readings we all got?
Apr 28, 2024 2:13 pm
OOC:
No items you have found so far have anything to do with the cards. You will know when they do.

@grifter730 Do you put the cloak on or just grab it?
Apr 28, 2024 4:57 pm
OOC:
Yes Ashtar, put the cloak on. We know you want to. It's not as if other clothing of its previous owner was animated to murder us...
Apr 28, 2024 5:20 pm
OOC:
I will move us forward tomorrow.

Apr 29, 2024 2:18 am
OOC:
I mentioned earlier that he wouldn't dare try to put it on, at least not without a short rest to determine if it's cursed. Now that I know the abilities, I'll put it on if we survive the house. Can't let metagaming determine my actions lol
Apr 29, 2024 5:40 pm
OOC:
11/15 HP
Stepping into the new space, Briar stifles a squeak of disgust and fear. Instinctively, the fairy lifts off the ground to hover near the shoulders of her taller friends, taking Eye of the Storm’s directions quite literally. Looking around the displays, she whispers "What does it all mean?"

Cautiously, she drifts closer to the blocked passage and, with her hands cupping her own elbows in a tight hug, examines the portcullis for any indication of how the barricade might be moved.
OOC:
Investigation or perception? Trying to glean information but definitely not touching, purely a visual examination. Does the portcullis have any latches or locks? Is the rust indicating it hasn’t been moved in a looong time?
Apr 30, 2024 2:17 am
OOC:
I have 11HP. Let’s see if my character can do the impossible…
Seeing the dark items and hearing the chants make her lip curl slightly. Feeling the smaller wounds heal has allowed her to push through easier and keep on. "I don’t know what it means", she answers her flying friend, "but, I’m sure it’s nothing positive."

Doing her best to see around the corner, she tries to sneak a peek.
Last edited April 30, 2024 2:26 am

Rolls

Health Potion - (2d4+2)

(21) + 2 = 5

Perception - (1d20+2)

(13) + 2 = 15

Stealth with Disadvantage - (2d20L1+0)

(1119) = 11

Apr 30, 2024 3:05 pm
OOC:
Sorry I have been dealing with a sick wife and kid.
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
I need everyone to roll initiative.
Apr 30, 2024 6:01 pm
OOC:
Initiative

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Apr 30, 2024 7:38 pm
OOC:
oof

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Apr 30, 2024 8:51 pm
OOC:
Init

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+2)

(16) + 2 = 18

May 1, 2024 1:57 am
OOC:
Oops?

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+0)

(8) = 8

May 1, 2024 1:16 pm
OOC:
Not a single person's fault. Just a collective entering.

Undead goes 1st. Will post stuff when home.

Rolls

Couth Init - (1d20+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Undead init - (1d20+2)

(17) + 2 = 19

May 2, 2024 12:14 am
As the group ventures into the reliquary, a ghastly undead figure emerges, clad in tattered yet ornate black robes. With a voice like clattering bones, she rasps, "You shall be sustenance for Lorghoth the Decayer."
OOC:
The lady reminds you of the Mother you have seen in images.
https://i.imgur.com/YNhR5I3.png



Spectral skeletal arms materialize from the muddy ground, reaching out to ensnare the party's feet and legs, their bony fingers grasping hungrily.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina I need a DC13 Con save or you take 10 Necro damage. No damage if you save.
https://i.imgur.com/Un80t6x.png
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Please tell me what coordinates you are at.
Please take your turn.



PC Save DC AC _HP/Mx_
Ashtar 13DC 13 20 / 20
Couth NA 16 10 / 20
Briar 12DC 14 11 / 15
Alyria Reyra13DC 18 11 / 20
Eye of the Storm 13DC 16 19 / 22
DarkcloudNA 15 22 / 22

Rolls

Wither - (2d6)

(55) = 10

Couth Healing Pot - (2d4+2)

(21) + 2 = 5

Couth Save - (1d20+4)

(11) + 4 = 15

May 2, 2024 1:08 am
Ashtar sidesteps through the skeletal reaching hands, nearly cursing as he did so. All these foul mischief were setting its claws in his soul, if not his body. The undead woman in front was the latest cause for distress, and Ashtar channeled as much anger as he could as the eldritch energy shot out of his hand and onto the creature.
OOC:
Ashtar goes to C3 and shoots it with Eldritch Blast.
Last edited May 2, 2024 1:18 am

Rolls

Ashtar: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(11) + 2 = 13

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(11) + 5 = 16

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(7) + 3 = 10

May 2, 2024 2:14 am
OOC:
Rolling save, then updating post once I know how that goes …
With a signature squeak yelp, Briar launches herself away from the grasping hands from the floor while reaching for another bolt. "When will this nightmare end?!" She zigs her away across the space, aiming to find cover in an alcove between the shots she unleashes at the newest undead.
OOC:
Is it possible to get to D1 and just sort of use that alcove to pop out, fire, pop back in for partial cover?
Last edited May 2, 2024 2:18 am

Rolls

Briar: Con - Save - (1d20+1)

(18) + 1 = 19

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Briar: Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(6) = 6

May 2, 2024 3:55 am
OOC:
I’m gonna cry if I die in this house, I’m so scared to roll lol

Oh thank god! I’ll stay where I am in front of the spectral mother.
Easily avoiding the unwanted touching of the suddenly appearing hand, she pulls out her sword and swings her might into the being in front of her in one move. "Stay strong, my friends! We can defeat this foe like the rest."
Last edited May 2, 2024 4:05 am

Rolls

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(15) + 2 = 17

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

May 2, 2024 10:38 pm
Eye of the Storm had been waiting for all sorts of foul trickery, and it showed. With a very feline leap he jumped out of the reach of the grasping limbs emerging from the ground, and with a swift motion he fired an arrow straight into the undead woman's skull!
OOC:
Those two nat 1's on my crit make kitty sad. :'(
Last edited May 2, 2024 10:41 pm

Rolls

Con Save - (1d20+3)

(12) + 3 = 15

Attack (longbow) - (1d20+7)

(20) + 7 = 27

Damage - (1d8+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Critical damage - (1d8)

(1) = 1

May 3, 2024 1:01 pm
The party swiftly leaps and sidesteps, deftly evading the spectral hands that emerge from the murky depths of the floor. Briar and Eye of the Storm unleash their ranged attacks with deadly accuracy, striking the undead creature true. Meanwhile, Alyria and Couth charge forward, their blades flashing as they slash at the monstrous being. Ashtar's potent magic surges forth, crashing into the undead horror.

In response, the undead creature lets out a blood-curdling scream, its mouth agape in a grotesque display. A noxious cloud of decay billows forth, enveloping Ashtar, Eye of the Storm, Couth, and Alyria in its foul embrace.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Kilikina I need a DC 13 Con Save or take 13 Necro damage. 6 Damage on a Save.
OOC:
43dmg so far.
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina You may take your turn.

(I am catching a cold or something.Give me a bit.)
https://i.imgur.com/0IgEm8T.png

Rolls

Couth Attack - (1d20+5)

(20) + 5 = 25

Couth dmg - (1d8+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Crit - (1d8)

(8) = 8

Necro Breath - (3D6)

(544) = 13

Couth Con Save - (1d20+4)

(15) + 4 = 19

May 3, 2024 7:32 pm
Ashtar reflexively covered his mouth as the noxious breath spewed his way, swerving his blast by a wide margin, and he could feel the effects of the poison. He repositioned himself and aimed.
Last edited May 3, 2024 7:35 pm

Rolls

Ashtar: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(16) + 2 = 18

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(10) + 3 = 13

May 3, 2024 8:10 pm
Eye of the Storm leaped back from the breath, but too late. He felt the vile miasma poison him. Weakened and between coughs, he raised his bow and fired another arrow into the undead woman.
OOC:
6/22 HP.
Move to A-4
Last edited May 3, 2024 8:13 pm

Rolls

Con Save - (1d20+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Attack - (1d20+7)

(17) + 7 = 24

Damage - (1d8+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

May 4, 2024 1:24 am
In solidarity with the rest of her friends, Briar holds her breath as she presses up against the wall in the alcove. She pops her head out long enough to fire again against the undead, and calls to the group, "Hang in there!" as she looses another bolt from her hand crossbow, then returns to her cubby space to reload.

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(12) + 5 = 17

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Briar: Sneak Attack - Damage - (1d6)

(6) = 6

May 4, 2024 1:27 am
With an inhale that set her coughing, she held what of her breath she could to keep from sustaining any more pain than it had already caused her. With the waning strength she still possesses, she swings her sword the best she can.
OOC:
Down to 5hp
Last edited May 4, 2024 1:30 am

Rolls

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(15) + 2 = 17

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(5) + 5 = 10

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

May 4, 2024 8:13 pm
OOC:
Per GM, my first post killed the beezy.
Shortly after grabbing her next bolt, Briar keys in to the sudden undead silence. She peeks around the edge of the frame and finds her target missing, now a crumpled heap on the floor with a collection of bolts and arrows rising like tiny fence posts. Without hesitation, the fairy races to Alyria, pulling the health potion from her waist as she zips over, and proffers the tonic while keeping a wary eye on the other alcove space. "Drink!" She urges the paladin.
May 4, 2024 8:39 pm
The half-elf blinked, clearing her vision and finally seeing her friend in front of her. Giving in to the request, she accepted the tonic and gulped it down, feeling the poison start to fade from her body. With a warm smile and the mental note to hug her later, she said, "Thank you." Realizing the spectral was gone, she resumed her original plan and attempted to see what was in the other alcove space.
OOC:
Yes! 13HP now!
Last edited May 4, 2024 8:39 pm

Rolls

Health Potion - (2d4+2)

(42) + 2 = 8

May 4, 2024 10:49 pm
With the undead down, Ashtar finally stops to catch his breath. Everyone else had taken a hit, it was about time he suffered along with them. He followed Alyria's action, taking out his own draught of healing, and downing it, feeling like a fresh man afterwards.

It was near now, the end. It had to be, or they'd all be done for. He clapped Alyria's shoulder and looked at the others.

Time to move on.

Rolls

Potion of healing - (2d4+2)

(24) + 2 = 8

May 4, 2024 11:04 pm
Elisabeth Durst lies lifeless on the ground, her ancient body unmoving and still.

The party stands at a crossroads, faced with two paths. To the left, a narrow tunnel veers off into darkness, its secrets hidden from view. To the right, a rusty iron portcullis bars the way, revealing a large room beyond. Within this room, murky water dominates the floor, concealing its depths and casting an eerie aura. Stone stairs ascend along the walls, leading to dry ledges above the water's surface. At the heart of the chamber, another set of stairs forms an octagonal dais, rising above the water like a forgotten shrine.
OOC:
DC 20 Athletics to raise the Portcullis (Roll with adv Couth will help).
Otherwise you can explore the Red Path.
https://i.imgur.com/2T4hW4o.png
May 5, 2024 3:10 am
"May as well try out the path that's not blocked first."
OOC:
Ashtar suggests the red path, but he's good either way.
May 6, 2024 5:27 am
Altria looks at the bars contemplatively. After a moment to decide that she’d rather not waste energy she may need later, she turns to clasp a hand on Ashtar’s shoulder. "Thank you, my friend," she murmurs lowly for him to hear, a small smile of gratitude for his kind support, before turning and leading the way into the darkened, red corridor.
OOC:
I’m good with red, don’t want to miss out on any fun/potential death moments!
May 6, 2024 1:30 pm
"I do not trust that water." Eye of the Storm stated with grave concern, and it was not just about the feline's distaste for water in general.
"The dead woman, she said something about us being food for some creature..."
May 6, 2024 9:25 pm
She looks back at the Taxabi as she says, "I have no plans to become dinner nor allow any of you to be either."
May 6, 2024 11:39 pm
The grim remnants of the cult's brutality are starkly evident in this chamber. Along the back walls of the alcoves, where once innocent lives were bound, now only skeletal remains and rusty shackles remain as haunting reminders of the horrors endured by a dozen prisoners.
OOC:
This area we will do quick. Just a large prison full of dead bodies.
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Can I get perception checks from everyone please.
https://i.imgur.com/VQ9u4gw.png
May 7, 2024 12:10 am
OOC:
Perception

Rolls

Ashtar: Perception - (1d20+1)

(11) + 1 = 12

May 7, 2024 1:09 am
The fairy creeps onward on the chosen path, checking the surrounding area with a horrified and sad expression.
Last edited May 7, 2024 1:10 am

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(15) + 2 = 17

May 8, 2024 7:30 pm
OOC:
Perception

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+3)

(13) + 3 = 16

May 10, 2024 1:18 am
Walking among the dead prisoners Briar spies something shiny hidden in the tattered robes of skeletons.

Eye of the Storm notices that the one wall section seems off. Like it could be pushed open.

https://i.imgur.com/5gwjTg3.png
May 10, 2024 3:53 am
Moving carefully, Briar flutters towards the curious shiny that caught her eye. She is wary as she approaches to investigate further and see what it is she may have noticed.
OOC:
Gonna check it out. Not touching down on the ground, hovering above the body to try and get the shiny.
May 10, 2024 9:41 am
Alyria slowly approaches Briar as she looks around the room. She tries to see if there’s anything of interest outside of what’s been discovered while being close enough to her friend to step in if something else decides to try living again.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(13) + 2 = 15

May 10, 2024 3:17 pm
Looking over the skeletal remains Alyria and Ashter don't notice anything else. The bodies have been literally picked clean.
You do notice that each of appeared to be killed and tortured in different ways.

The item Briar finds is a clutched in the skeletons hand. It appears to be a pocket watch of some sort.
May 10, 2024 10:08 pm
"There's a hidden door here. I guess it goes to the flooded room..." Eye of the Storm noted. Since it was there, it might be safer? He did not open it yet. He wanted to have his bow drawn when it was opened...
May 11, 2024 7:21 am
"Give us one moment Eye of the Storm, we’ll be right there." Looking down at the jewel holding corpse, she unsheathes her sword and slices it through the wrists of the skeleton, separating the pocket watch from the body. "You should be able to take it now, lovely."
OOC:
Hang on, let me roll for this to see if this actually happens just in case of shenanigans.

*cries why can’t my rolls be this good during combat?!*
Last edited May 11, 2024 7:24 am

Rolls

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(20) + 5 = 25

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

May 11, 2024 9:28 pm
The boney hand clatters to the ground and the pocket watch lands at Alyria's feet.

There are too ways into the watery area.
Hidden Door (Circled in Red)
Or
Portcullis DC 20 Athletics to raise (Roll with adv Couth will help). (Circled in green)

https://i.imgur.com/vy0Wfhs.png
May 13, 2024 6:45 pm
OOC:
I vote using the hidden door. The portcullis door is too obvious a route in for the final boss.
May 13, 2024 8:13 pm
OOC:
Yep Ashtar is ready to go through the hidden door
May 13, 2024 11:04 pm
OOC:
Secret door! Secret door!
May 14, 2024 12:01 am
OOC:
I will move us forward tomorrow. Dealing with a migraine tonight
May 14, 2024 4:23 am
OOC:
Feel better Smiley! <3

Red, don’t forget to have Briar pick up the pocket watch on the floor. Must never leave loot behind! Lol
May 14, 2024 5:00 am
OOC:
Oh yes, never leave loot behind!

Oof, I empathize with the migraine life. Get one about once a month. I bought an ice pack beanie and gotta say: I don’t regret it at all.
May 14, 2024 2:41 pm
As Couth pushes open the hidden door, the party steps into a chilling scene. The haunting echoes of the halted chanting linger in the air as they enter the forty-foot-square chamber. The walls, made of smooth masonry, amplify every sound, creating an eerie ambiance. Stout stone pillars rise to support the ceiling, casting long shadows that dance in the dim light. A breach in the west wall reveals a cavernous darkness piled with decay—rotten flesh, human bones, and a noxious amalgamation of garbage and putrid debris. The stench of death and decay permeates the air, adding to the palpable sense of dread that hangs over this sinister chamber.

Murky water stagnates across most of the chamber's floor, its surface reflecting the faint glimmer of torchlight. Ascending stairs lead to dry stone ledges that line the perimeter of the room, serving as silent witnesses to the grim spectacle below. At the room's center, a set of stairs rises to an octagonal dais, its elevation above the water lending it an imposing presence. Rusty chains hang from the ceiling, their shackles swaying ominously over a stone altar positioned atop the dais.

The altar itself is a macabre sight, adorned with grotesque carvings of grasping ghouls that seem to writhe in the flickering light. Its surface is marred by dried blood, a grim testament to the dark rituals that have transpired here.

https://i.imgur.com/5Ll5Kdg.jpeg
May 14, 2024 6:34 pm
Still holding the watch from the recently amputated skeleton, Briar creeps into the next space with trepidation. At the smell of the now unsealed horror, she covers her mouth and nose with her free hand and lets forth a gurgle of nausea. She looks nervously across to the central stage, half expecting to see remains of the smallest victim of this place’s corruption.
OOC:
Please … don’t tell me there’s an infant skeleton up there…

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

May 14, 2024 9:55 pm
Ashtar entered the chamber, whatever misgiving he'd had for entering this cursed house now gone. This looked to be it, whatever source of evil ran this house afoul, it came from here. Eerie as it was, he wasn't certain what they needed to do here.

"Now what? We destroy the altar?"
May 15, 2024 10:16 pm
"Where are the cultists?" Eye of the Storm asked, worried. Had they missed a chamber?
May 16, 2024 12:24 am
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
Where is everyone standing?
The Red Cricle is the altar. If you wish to look at it more give me a perception check.
The Green Circle is the closed Portcullis a crank is next to it.
The Pink Circle is the mound of garbage and stuff.
The Yellow Circle is the hidden door where you entered from.

Let me know if you want to get a better look at something or move somewhere to do something.
https://i.imgur.com/eke5Xer.png
May 16, 2024 12:35 am
Unsure of what to do, Ashtar walked up to the portcullis, and cranked it open from this side. Just in case they needed a quick getaway.

"I can't think of anything else. I shall go examine the altar."
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May 16, 2024 1:47 am
Taking a hint from Ashtar, Briar lifts a hand to stop him from stepping down. "Maybe we don’t disturb the water?" she suggests. "Not just yet…" Absinthe wings carry her in an arc around the alter space, drifting over the chamber at a tentative angle.
OOC:
[ +- ] Map
Going around along the blue line, getting close to the alter without actually crossing directly over it. Going to try and look closer at the space in the center as well as what the ceiling situation is in this space.

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

May 16, 2024 3:28 am
Ashtar paused in his tracks, eyeing the fairy with concern. She was so tiny, and he'd rather take any hit that came instead of having them land on her, but he trusted her and nodded.
May 16, 2024 9:58 am
Eye of the Storm heads to the corner, looking all around to see where the voices might come from, including the ceiling..
OOC:
Move to A-10, perception

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+3)

(18) + 3 = 21

May 16, 2024 2:22 pm
OOC:
Just to clarify Ashter is not opening the portcullis?
The water, standing at a depth of 2 feet, reflects the unsettling scene above its surface. Rising above the water are the ledges and central dais, each elevated 5 feet from the chamber floor, creating an ominous hierarchy within the room. The vaulted ceiling looms at an impressive height of 16 feet, emphasizing the grandeur of the space while casting deep shadows across the stone pillars and walls.

The chains, each measuring 8 feet in length, hang menacingly from the ceiling, their rusted links a stark contrast against the dimly lit surroundings. These chains, once used to shackle prisoners, now sway silently, bearing the weight of the chamber's grim history. The cruel practices of the cultists are evident in the purpose of these chains—to suspend victims above the altar, where they met their gruesome fate.

The stone altar itself stands as a focal point of the room's malevolence, adorned with ghastly carvings and stained with the dried remnants of blood spilled in sacrificial rituals. Atop the altar rests an ancient ritual knife, its blade imbued with the echoes of past horrors.

The room is otherwise still and dead quiet. The air is full of energy and anticipation. It is as if the room is waiting for something to happen. Waiting for the Ritual to begin...
May 16, 2024 9:40 pm
OOC:
Ashtar did go to open it. I assumed he didn’t have to get in the water to open it. Also assumed the crank to open it was next to it on the wall.

Ashtar did not go to the altar because Briar stopped him.
May 17, 2024 2:09 am
Eyeing the alter dubiously, Alyria slowly makes her way around the room and to the place of remains and carnage to see if anything stands out before she contemplates what that dagger could mean.
OOC:
Sorry, I’ve been away sleeping off a stomach flu. I’m gonna examine the remains to see if there’s any clues about what’s about to happen or objects that might be useful.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(11) + 2 = 13

May 17, 2024 3:33 am
Survey complete, the little fairy lands on the elevated platform on the far side of the room. She stoops for a piece of rubble, aiming to find a pebble-sized piece of anything she can use to test the water. She eyes the group with the debris lifted and poised to overhand toss it forward. Only after making eye contact and getting an affirming nod from everyone will she give the stone a toss into the water below to break the surface and see what might wake from the disturbance.
OOC:
She’s afraid of the water. Didn’t want something to suck Ashtar down before they got a chance to fully check out the room and get bearings.
May 17, 2024 10:10 pm
Alyria glances over the gruesome pile of gore, her face twisting in revulsion. The heap is a grotesque amalgamation of gnawed humanoid bones, torn clothing, rotten meat, and possible fecal matter, with a stench that assaults the senses. It seems to be just a large, rotten refuse pile, devoid of anything important.

A stone plunks into the water, the sound echoing eerily around the chamber. Ripples spread out across the murky surface, then slowly fade away. The party waits in tense silence, breaths held, but nothing stirs. The chamber remains oppressively quiet, the foreboding atmosphere unchanged.
May 17, 2024 11:46 pm
The fairy shrugs and lets out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. "Okay, based on how every corridor we’ve come through lately has gone, no one can say they didn’t expect something to happen when the water got broken." She waves an indifferent hand to Ashtar, indicating he move as he sees fit. "So now what do we do?"
May 18, 2024 4:39 am
With nothing else coming to mind, Ashtar jumped over to the altar to inspect it.
May 18, 2024 5:54 am
With a chuckle, the paladin crosses over as well. "I expected it too, my friend." Seeing the blade already there, she takes the same caution as Briar by acting like a house cat. With careful nudges from her shield, she pushes it off the alter.
May 18, 2024 12:46 pm
As Ashtar and Alyria step onto the dais by the altar, the hidden door you entered through slams shut with a resounding bang, trapping the party inside. The air grows thick with a sudden, oppressive energy.

The eerie silence is shattered as the chanting rises once more, echoing off the stone walls. Twelve dark apparitions materialize on the ledges overlooking the room. Each spectral figure is cloaked in black robes, holding torches that burn with an unsettling, inky fire that seems to consume the surrounding light. Where their faces should be, there are only voids—dark, empty spaces that seem to stare into your very soul.

"One must die!" they chant in unison, their voices a haunting, rhythmic chorus. "One must die! One must die!" The dreadful repetition fills the chamber, pressing down on your minds with a sinister insistence.




https://i.imgur.com/5Utorv3.png
May 18, 2024 1:04 pm
OOC:
Okay, pretend I didn’t swat at that dagger after all.
Picking up the sacrificial dagger from the alter, she strides purposefully towards the apparition standing at the portcullis. "None of them will die today," she decreed vehemently as she swung the weapon at the spectral.
OOC:
If she can reach it,
Alyria grabs at the lever to open the gate and attempts to force the door to retract.

Rolls

Strength check if needed - (1d20+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

May 18, 2024 1:30 pm
OOC:
You can reach the apparition. You can either attack or Raise the gate not both. You don't need a Strength Check to raise it (Briar will)
May 18, 2024 8:31 pm
OOC:
Eye of the Storm had moved to A-10 in my previous post.
The Tabaxi aimed his bow at the void of the cultist's head.
"How about YOU die!? Let us out!"
May 18, 2024 10:50 pm
Back to the alter, facing as many of the cultists as she can, Briar defiantly yells out, "I KNEW IT" to the sudden apparitions. "Get a new gig, already!" She finishes with the hint of accusing boredom in her tone, implying that the sudden arrival tactic has become so predictable as to not even be startling anymore. Pulling her crossbow to the ready, she waits for the first sign of movement to release a bolt.
May 19, 2024 1:48 am
The ghostly cultists do not move or flinch at the possible attacks. They continue their endless chanting. "One must die!" they chant in unison, "One must die! One must die!"
OOC:
@Khulod,@Redamancy If you two would like to roll attacks go for it. We are not in initiative (yet).
May 19, 2024 2:37 am
Not at all surprised by the appearance of the apparition, yet no less appalled at it, Ashtar noticed that it did not seem threatening despite the chant calling for murder.

"You seek a sacrifice?" Ashtar asked it. "How disappointingly predictable. Why are there no apparitions that seek pastries. Are pastries not far more delectable?" He sighed, not optimistic about the answer forthcoming.
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May 19, 2024 4:56 am
The childlike fairy’s attention wavers for a moment as she hears Ashtar’s question and she lolls her head back to express overwhelming enjoyment in the sentiment. "Ohhh, I loooove pastries. We should totally seek pastries after this."

Coming back to the reality of her moment, she stares daggers to the blank vacant space where a face should be. "I’m pretty sure we’ve killed enough today. But I can do a few more if that’s the only way out of here. How about … you?" She scans the creatures across from her and releases her bolt.
OOC:
Shooting creepy cultist at H5


Edit: lolnope
Last edited May 19, 2024 4:57 am

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

May 20, 2024 4:25 am
OOC:
Oh, I assumed they were ghostly spectrals, which is why I swung at them. I didn’t think it’d do anything. In that case, my action choice is to use the lever and raise the portcullis. Having an exit is more important.
May 20, 2024 3:40 pm
The chant of "One must die! One must die! One must die!" echoes through the chamber, each repetition growing louder and more insistent. The torches held by the ghostly cultists pulse in time with the beat, casting eerie shadows that dance across the walls.

Alyria rushes to the portcullis and begins cranking it open to let everyone in. Her muscles strain as she works the old mechanism, but she quickly realizes with mounting dread that the wrench is broken. It no longer stays open on its own. If she lets go of the crank, the portcullis will slam back down with a thunderous crash, trapping anyone who hasn't yet made it through.

Briar nocks an arrow and aims at one of the ghostly cultists, her hands steady despite the unnerving atmosphere. She releases, but the arrow flies right past the apparition's head, ricocheting off the stone wall and clattering uselessly to the floor. The cultists' chant continues.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina Can I get everyone to roll initiative.
Is the plan to flee or fight?
I will post a map when home depending on the answer.
May 20, 2024 6:02 pm
With growing concern Eye of the Storm watched the torches pulse with the voices of the specters while his companions made light of the situation.
"Something is happening. Let's get out of here!"

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

May 20, 2024 8:18 pm
Staring at her shot gone wide, Briar nods at Eye of the Storm’s directive. "To pastries!"
OOC:
Ready to flee

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

May 20, 2024 11:25 pm
They were all there in the final room, but the others made haste to flee. Ashtar couldn't do this on his own, and with a grunt, he moved to follow the others.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

May 21, 2024 3:02 am
Alyria maintains her hold on the crank to make sure everyone has a chance to leave, eager to have no more death staining this room.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20)

(14) = 14

May 21, 2024 12:03 pm
The whole party sprints to the open gate, hearts pounding as they race to escape. Just as the last person steps off the altar platform, the room descends into chaos.

The dozen ghostly cultists break formation, their spectral forms whipping around the room in a frenzy. Their chants morph into shrill, discordant wails that pierce the air.

From the mound of human flesh and bones, long, fleshy tentacles lash out with sickening speed. A monstrous maw forms, jagged with broken bones, snapping hungrily. The grotesque creature heaves itself across the ground, its mass sliding with a horrific squelching sound, and begins chasing after the party with terrifying speed. The stench of decay fills the air as the monstrous abomination closes in.

https://i.imgur.com/6yjmEvy.jpeg
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
The Ooze thing is the undead mound monster. Please post your turn and the Coordinates where you move to.
You may all take your turn!
https://i.imgur.com/JUDGWAR.jpeg

Rolls

Couth Init - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Cultist - (12d20+24)

(9161204537131820) + 24 = 131

Mound - (1d20-1)

(8) - 1 = 7

May 21, 2024 11:04 pm
"Run!" Eye of the Storm shouted, and to his feline companion he yelled at her to heel in the Tabaxi tongue. He led the way, rushing out of the room and up the stairs, only pausing to make sure the others were following.
OOC:
Double move, I think I can reach G-14?
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May 21, 2024 11:12 pm
OOC:
I assume L10 is the portcullis exit, right?
Nothing about this cursed mansion shocked Ashtar any more. As the cultists and the ooze appeared, he only had his mind on making it out of this room alive. There were far too many of them to handle, especially on their home territory. He aimed and blasted at the skeleton blocking the portcullis.
OOC:
Hex on the skeleton blocking the way, and then blasting it with Eldritch Blast. If it goes down, he'll go to 2 squares behind the skeleton (L12). If it's still standing, he'll move to 2 squares in front of it (L8).

Rolls

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(7) + 5 = 12

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+1d6+3)

(10) + (1) + 3 = 14

May 22, 2024 12:33 am
OOC:
Yep Gate is L-10
Ashter's attack misses

@Khulod if you move to G-14 you will take 3 attacks of opportunity. If you still wish to run, I will need 3 con saves.
May 22, 2024 7:19 pm
OOC:
Attacks from who? The cultists are flying around now?
May 22, 2024 7:57 pm
OOC:
@Khulod
They are not flying around yet. Will be on their turn. They are still in the same positions on the map.
May 23, 2024 3:30 am
Briar wastes no time in following the lead of her taller companions. She sprints for the door, carefully weaving through the legs of the figure at the gate.
OOC:
Bonus action disengage, running for the other side of the gate with full 30ft movement.
May 23, 2024 10:29 am
OOC:
I guess that means I’m at M10 holding the lever. Is there anything I’m able to do other than that?
May 23, 2024 2:50 pm
OOC:
@Kilikina I am going to say you can keep the gate open with your Bonus Action unless you figure out a way to jam it open. Otherwise you still have your action. You can either have your shield or weapon due to your hand keeping it open.

@Khulod Please let me know what your plan is.
I will move us forward when home tonight.
May 23, 2024 10:35 pm
OOC:
Eye of the Storm will dodge this round instead.
May 24, 2024 11:05 am
With one hand on the lever, she pulls her sword out, swinging at the spectral being beside her. With any luck, she thinks, she’ll hold its attention while her friends dash by.
OOC:
Attack on the ghostly dude at L10 I think it is.

Rolls

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(18) + 5 = 23

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(7) + 3 = 10

May 24, 2024 2:49 pm
Ashtar's blast flies over the flying cultist's head, missing its target. Briar darts and dodges between the undead, slipping through the gate with agile precision. Eye of the Storm and his feline companion, Darkcloud, brace themselves for the impending attacks.

Alyria locks her arm in place to keep the gate open, swinging her sword with the other. The blade slices through a cultist, but it remains standing, its void-like face unflinching. Couth tries to slam his hammer into the fray but is caught off guard.

Suddenly, two slimy tentacles shoot out from the mound of undead flesh. They wrap around Couth, squeezing him tightly. You watch in horror as Couth loses consciousness and is dragged into the monstrous maw, disappearing into the gruesome mass.

The undead cultists fly around the room erratically, surrounding the party. The floor, walls, and ceiling of the basement dungeon begin to shake and crumble. It seems like the entire dungeon—and possibly the house above—is starting to collapse on top of them. The air is thick with dust and the sound of falling debris as the party faces imminent peril.
OOC:
Updated Map.
https://i.imgur.com/qZOgF3Q.jpeg
OOC:
@Khulod I need 2 Con Saves from Darkcloud, 3 Con Saves from Eye of the Storm.
@grifter730 I need 3 Con Saves from Ashter.
@Kilikina I need 4 Con Saves from Alyria.

Couth is currently Engulfed and Uncounsious

Rolls

Couth Attack - (1d20+5)

(5) + 5 = 10

Mound Attack Couth 1st - (1d20+7)

(10) + 7 = 17

Mound Attack Couth 2nd - (1d20+7)

(9) + 7 = 16

Mound Dmg Couth 1ts - (2d8+4)

(45) + 4 = 13

Mound Dmg Couth 2nd - (2d8+4)

(24) + 4 = 10

May 24, 2024 7:40 pm
OOC:
Oh goodie….

Rolls

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(12) + 2 = 14

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(3) + 2 = 5

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(10) + 2 = 12

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(9) + 2 = 11

May 24, 2024 9:14 pm
OOC:
@Kilikina That is 2 fails. You take a whopping 2 points of damage, and your movement speed is reduced by 10ft.
(1 Fail is 1 dmg and -5ft of movement.)
May 24, 2024 9:36 pm
OOC:
holy hell...

Rolls

Ashtar: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(9) + 2 = 11

Ashtar: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

Ashtar: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(4) + 2 = 6

May 24, 2024 11:24 pm
OOC:
@grifter730 That is 2 fails. You take a whopping 2 points of damage, and your movement speed is reduced by 10ft.
May 25, 2024 2:10 am
OOC:
@Smiley is it our turn?
May 25, 2024 3:20 am
OOC:
Yes, you can take your turn.

May 25, 2024 3:24 am
Completely surrounded by skeletons, and the way out blocked, Ashtar had no choice but to try and blast his way out.
OOC:
Shooting skeleton #4 right in front of Ashtar.
EDIT: I don't know why I bother with combat.
Last edited May 25, 2024 3:24 am

Rolls

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(3) + 5 = 8

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

May 25, 2024 4:55 am
Turning and realizing no one else made it through the gate, Briar shrieks at her companions "I thought we were going!" Her tone is not accusatory or frustrated with them, but is indicative of feeling like a useless coward having made an escape while the others remained behind. She pulls her crossbow and fires at the creature blocking the gate in hopes of being able to support the clearing of a pathway for her friends.
OOC:
Shooting at Skull Head 1

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(13) + 5 = 18

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

May 25, 2024 1:27 pm
OOC:
@grifter730 This is just an FYI. You are currently in melee with emenies. Your ranged attacks would be at disadvantage.
@Redamancy add Sneak attack please!



May 25, 2024 8:39 pm
OOC:
Oops! Thanks for reminder!

Rolls

Briar: Sneak Attack - (1d6)

(1) = 1

May 26, 2024 12:28 pm
OOC:
Quick question: can I use a bonus action to shove a dagger in the lever somehow to keep the portcullis open? I’m trying to figure out how to keep from shutting Briar out while fully engaging in battle too.
May 26, 2024 2:11 pm
OOC:
@Kilikina Yes you can!
May 27, 2024 1:09 am
Quickly, the soldier slammed one of her daggers into the mechanism she’d been holding. While she wanted to keep Briar safely away from the danger, she didn’t want to close the only exit they were attempting to get through. Swiftly, she turned and swung her sword at the first enemy she came across, trying to shove her way closer to her companions.
OOC:
I’d like to attack #1 and if possible move to that open spot at I think it’s L9. Once I do, I’d like to set my reaction for their counterattack into play.
[ +- ] Protection (Reaction)
May 27, 2024 1:34 pm
OOC:
@Kilikina You can attack. If you move you would get at least 2 attacks of Oppertunity.

@Khulod Please try and do your saves and take your turn by the end of the day so we can move forward. If you don't I will make the saves and take your turn for you.


@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
If everyone wishes to run, please say so! On your next turn If all of you take the Disengage action/bonus Action and use your movement to run away I will give you some breathing room.

May 27, 2024 9:24 pm
OOC:
Ashtar would certainly not mind running lol. This is a LOT of enemies.
May 27, 2024 9:40 pm
OOC:
I need 2 Con Saves from Darkcloud, 3 Con Saves from Eye of the Storm. Rolling the saves.


@Khulod Eye of the storm passes all three saves. Darkcloud takes 1 damage and speed is reduced by 5ft

Rolls

Eye of the Storm: Con - Save - (1d20+3)

(12) + 3 = 15

Eye of the Storm: Con - Save - (1d20+3)

(17) + 3 = 20

Eye of the Storm: Con - Save - (1d20+3)

(12) + 3 = 15

Darkcloud: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(17) + 2 = 19

Darkcloud: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(1) + 2 = 3

May 27, 2024 9:45 pm
OOC:
My character isn’t the type to run, so I don’t mind staying, but I myself fear our possible deaths lol. I don’t like leaving areas undone, I’m one of those 100% complete the game kind of people…
Seeing two openings on her way by, she swings her sword again and again.
Last edited May 27, 2024 9:47 pm

Rolls

Longsword Opportunity Attack #1 - (1d20+5)

(5) + 5 = 10

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Longsword #2 - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

May 27, 2024 10:31 pm
The group quickly becomes surrounded by the undead cultists, each one trying to drain the life from them. Some manage to resist the cultists' malevolent gaze, but others feel their bones and muscles ache, their bodies growing sluggish.

Alyria shoves her dagger into the gears, stopping the gate from slamming shut. She slashes her sword at the cultist blocking the way, and it dissipates into nothing, its evil green torch clattering to the ground. Briar looses an arrow, which flies through a cultist, leaving a small hole in its head, but it remains standing. Ashtar unleashes a bolt of magic, but it misses and hits the ground instead.

Eye of the Storm and Darkcloud rush out of the room. The undead mound of gore flings its tentacles at Darkcloud. The first wraps around its hind legs, beginning to pull it back into the room, while the second strike misses, narrowly avoiding Ashtar.

Couth's lifeless form remains in the gullet of the undead, slimy monster, slowly dissolving into nothingness. The floor trembles as the dungeon continues to collapse, the chaos intensifying with every passing second. The party fights desperately to survive as the dark forces close in around them.
OOC:
@grifter730 Can I get 4 Con saves, @Kilikina can I get 5 Con Saves
https://i.imgur.com/VGRp3zU.jpeg
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina You may all take your turn! (If you all say to RUN I will make it so.)

Rolls

Slam att 1 on Darkcloud - (1d20+7)

(14) + 7 = 21

Slam dmg 1 on Darkcloud - (2d8+4)

(21) + 4 = 7

Slam att 2 on Darkcloud - (1d20+7)

(6) + 7 = 13

Slam dmg 1 on Darkcloud - (2d8+4)

(68) + 4 = 18

Couth DeathSave. 2 Fails - (1d20+2)

(16) + 2 = 18

May 28, 2024 1:52 am
Ashtar struggled for air as panic clutched him, surrounded by the undead cultists. He took out his quarterstaff, for all the good it'd do, trying to clear a path for himself towards the exit.
OOC:
We need some sort of AoE or we might be toast if we try to fight this through melee.

Ashtar's making a run for it to join the others. If nothing else, we can attack it by blocking it at the chokepoint so that they can only attack one at a time, whereas we can surround them.
May 28, 2024 2:32 am
"Come on, come on!" the little fairy yells to her friends as she looses another bolt, trying to make some dent in the blocked pathway.
OOC:
Shooting at 7 and then backing up three squares to get against the back wall of the room, making space for Ashtar and Alyria to get out of that room

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(15) + 5 = 20

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Briar: Sneak Attack - (1d6)

(6) = 6

May 29, 2024 2:15 pm
OOC:
I’m just gonna sit here and keep going for now. If our lovely Eye of the Storm decides he wants to run, then abandon my attack. I’m just waiting to be the last one out since that matches my character’s personality and it makes sense to attack while I wait. I’ll still run if everyone else does.
Seeing her companion trying to make a break for the doorway, Alyria slashes out at the spectral in front of the door, hoping to cut it down and free up the area to get through.

Rolls

Con Saves - (1d20+2, 1d20+2, 1d20+2, 1d20+2, 1d20+2)

1d20+2 : (9) + 2 = 11

1d20+2 : (15) + 2 = 17

1d20+2 : (2) + 2 = 4

1d20+2 : (12) + 2 = 14

1d20+2 : (5) + 2 = 7

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(5) + 5 = 10

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

May 29, 2024 4:06 pm
Ashtar and Alyria both push their way through the undead cultists and slip through the portcullis. Briar and Eye of the Storm are ready to flee with them, but the scene behind them is dire.

Couth is engulfed in the gullet of the undead mound, his form slowly being consumed by the grotesque mass. Darkcloud is currently entangled by the beast's slimy tentacles, struggling desperately against their constricting hold. The room shakes violently, the walls and ceiling crumbling as the entire dungeon threatens to collapse upon them. The party is on the brink of escape, but the fate of their comrades hangs in a precarious balance.
OOC:
I have everyone on the otherside of the Portcullis besides Darkcloud and Couth.
https://i.imgur.com/QZZyzfX.jpeg
OOC:
@Khulod Let me know if you are up to taking your turn.
I have Briar, Ashtar, And Alyria running. You are in the room with them.
May 30, 2024 5:35 pm
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
Couth is Dead Dead.
Darkcloud is grappled and unconscious by the undead Mound of death!

You may all take your turns!!



https://i.imgur.com/SdTNzGh.jpeg



Rolls

Darkcloud grapple escape - (1d20+2)

(18) + 2 = 20

Attack Darkcloud 1 - (1d20+7)

(8) + 7 = 15

Attack Darkcloud 2 - (1d20+7)

(6) + 7 = 13

Dmg Darkcloud 1 - (2d8+4)

(67) + 4 = 17

dmg Darkcloud 2 - (2d8+4)

(77) + 4 = 18

Couth Deathsave 4fail 1 Pass - (1d20)

(2) = 2

May 31, 2024 2:11 am
Everyone but poor Couth seemed to be making it out. Ashtar felt awful about it, but all their lives were at stake now, this wasn't the time for despair. "Make a choke point! Alyria!"
OOC:
I don't know what else we can do. With no way to escape, Ashtar goes to K-13 and blasts the creature at the end of the corridor, then takes out his quarterstaff.

@Kilikina can Alyria take L-13? Could use someone else at M-13 too. That way it's 4 of us (the fairy probably from the back) attacking one skeleton at a time. That should be doable (I hope).

EDIT: Added attack.

EDIT 2: Good f’n lord……… Ashtar needs to stick to being an actor instead.
Last edited June 1, 2024 9:55 am

Rolls

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Attack - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Ashtar: Eldritch Blast - Damage - (1d10+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Jun 1, 2024 4:18 am
OOC:
I’m with it, let’s do this! I’ll take L13, don’t forget to attack.
With a determined nod, Alyria responds, "My shield is yours, I’ll make it happen!" After approaching the spectral, she makes a valiant swing of her sword.

Rolls

Longsword Attack - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Longsword Damage - (1d8+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Jun 1, 2024 6:49 am
OOC:
Fairy to M15
Up against the wall, Briar continues long-ranged support with her crossbow, fluttering her way to the ceiling to aim beyond her friends’ shoulders, then landing to reload and reassess the creatures beyond.

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(12) + 5 = 17

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Briar: Sneak Attack - (1d6)

(3) = 3

Jun 3, 2024 3:36 pm
The party hurriedly sets up a choke point to block the spectral cultists and the slimy monster. Briar fires another bolt, striking one of the cultists, which vanishes with a ghostly wail. Ashtar unleashes another blast of eldritch magic, but it disappears into the chaos as the ritual room collapses. Tons of dirt and stone crash down, burying Darkcloud, the slimy monster, and the spectral cultists in a deadly avalanche. As the dust settles, the group's urgency spikes as they see the grotesque ooze of the monster reforming on their side of the portcullis. Time is running out.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina The party has 4 rounds until the Dungeon fully collapses on top of them.
(Will update map when home.)
Jun 3, 2024 9:05 pm
OOC:
Oof, no way we can kill all these in 4 rounds. Thoughts? Should we just bail? We can't get out of the house though, so not sure what we can do.
Jun 3, 2024 9:23 pm
OOC:
Dungeon as in bottom floor. Top floor / the house you do not know yet.
Jun 3, 2024 9:52 pm
Eye of the Storm looked back as the others fled, but his heart sank as he saw the absolute terrifying fate of Couth and his feline companion.
"Nooo!" The Tabaxi wailed. He desperately wanted to retrieve Darkcloud's body, knowing he could revive her at least, but he saw that it was suicide to do so. Instead he squeezed away his tears and turned away from the horrid sight.
"Come!" He croaked. "We must flee!"
OOC:
Double move up the stairs.
Jun 4, 2024 7:00 am
Small tears spring up in the fairy’s eyes at not only seeing the loss, but hearing the breaking heart of their tabaxi friend vocalized so ardently. With the sob choking her throat, she holsters her crossbow and turns to race away with the party.
OOC:
Double movement, bonus action movement if needed. Will race just enough ahead to determine the next pathway and lead the group out as quickly as possible, but not so far that the rest of the group falls behind.
Jun 4, 2024 12:44 pm
OOC:
@Redamancy Since you are leading the party What path are you taking?
The two exits are marked.

Jun 4, 2024 3:33 pm
OOC:
Gosh, me and my potentially dumb choices… how likely is it I could save his feline’s corpse? Like what would need to happen to attempt it?
Jun 4, 2024 3:46 pm
OOC:
You have 4 rounds to get out of the dungeon.
Darkcloud is covered in tons of rubble. It would take at least 2 rounds to uncover.
It takes at least 3 rounds to make for the nearest exit.
The slimy mound creature is still alive and making its way out of the rubble.
Jun 4, 2024 5:16 pm
OOC:
Since we accidentally found our way back up to the first floor, I was going to aim for that path? Let me look for the old map because I just can’t remember myself at the moment
Jun 5, 2024 1:58 am
Smiley says:
OOC:
You have 4 rounds to get out of the dungeon.
Darkcloud is covered in tons of rubble. It would take at least 2 rounds to uncover.
It takes at least 3 rounds to make for the nearest exit.
The slimy mound creature is still alive and making its way out of the rubble.
OOC:
Okay, could I hit a certain DC strength check in order to dig Kitty out in one turn instead? Last question, I promise.
Jun 5, 2024 3:02 pm
OOC:
@Kilikina I am not trying to convince you not to do this. I am giving you Facts.
If you roll a DC 20+ Strength Check you can unbury the Kitty.
Doing so will take your action.
The Kitty is currently Knocked Out with Multiple Levels of Exhaustion.
If you pass the DC 20+ check you will not have an action to Heal or Pick Up the Kitty. You will have Bonus Still.
The Undead Mound will be able to attack you 2x and has the ability to grapple.
The rest of the party is already fleeing down the stairs and would have no clue what you are doing or what happens to you.

Eye of the Storm will also gain the ability to respawn Kitty during a Long Rest.

Let me know what you wish to do.
Jun 5, 2024 10:53 pm
OOC:

The fastest way out of the dungeon.
https://i.imgur.com/sYmdCUC.png
Jun 5, 2024 10:59 pm
OOC:
Follow the red line!
Jun 5, 2024 11:09 pm
Seeing the others make for the exit, Ashtar followed them, pulling on Alyria to urge her on too. "They're done for, don't let it be for nothing, let's go!"

He had no idea how they'd get out of this house that refused to let them leave, but that was a problem for later.
OOC:
Making for the shortest route to the exit.
Jun 6, 2024 11:26 am
Almost hesitantly, Alyria follows Ashtar, filled with regret doing so. She knew the pain of losing a loved one; it hurt her down to her soul to know not only had she failed Couth, but now Eye of the Storm was suffering the loss of his companion. Swallowing the emotions for now, she remembered the rest of them needed to still get out. Making her way to stand as close to them as possible, she raises her shield as they make their way out.
OOC:
Agreed, go for the quickest route out.
Jun 6, 2024 11:54 pm
The four survivors sprint through the forsaken dungeon, leaving their fallen friend behind, buried under the rubble. The tunnels collapse around them—walls crumbling, ceilings caving in, dirt and stone raining down in a relentless cascade. Their breath is ragged, hearts pounding as they race toward the once-hidden stairs that lead to freedom. By some miracle, the room and stairs remain intact, and they rush upwards, desperate to escape the chaos below.
Bursting through the trap door, they enter the room with the dead stuffed wolves, only to be greeted by a nightmarish sight. The room is filled with pitch-black, fiery smoke pouring from the inferno engulfing the fireplace. The air is thick with the acrid scent of burning, and visibility is almost zero. Where once a sturdy door promised an escape from this hellish house, now a set of sharp, spinning scythe-like blades blocks their way, turning their path to freedom into a deadly gauntlet. The survivors are trapped, the house itself seeming to conspire against their every move, urging them to succumb to the darkness and despair.
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina I need a Con Save from everyone!!
The fireplace is raging, causing smoke to fill the air, making it hard to see and breathe.
The door to leave has sharp, spinning blades. Dexterity (Acrobatics) check to get past the blades.
If you wish to think of another way out, please let me know.

https://i.imgur.com/pB0iGnU.png
Jun 7, 2024 12:46 am
Ashtar coughed, his eyes watering from the heat and smoke. He dashed for the bladed door, relying on the acrobatics he learned in theatre, but theatre was never this deadly, and he coughed as he jumped.
Last edited June 7, 2024 12:47 am

Rolls

Ashtar: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Ashtar: Acrobatics - (1d20+4)

(6) + 4 = 10

Jun 7, 2024 2:43 am
Tears rolling down her face from the smoke, Alyria coughs up a storm as she tries to find a window to break and possibly leap out of the house. "Stay close to each other," she calls out.
OOC:
I’m assuming with the low visibility that she can’t see Ashtar leaving if she’s on the other side of the room searching.

Rolls

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(10) + 2 = 12

Perception for windows/alternate exit - (1d20+2)

(14) + 2 = 16

Jun 7, 2024 7:05 am
With a still red and itchy hand pressed firmly over her own nose and mouth, the fairy charges onward towards the exit. She pauses to let Ashtar pass through the lethal threshold. Poised to dash after sensing another body attempt the maw, Briar false-starts upon hearing Alyria’s voice pause in the space as the paladin searches for an alternative route. "Hurry!" she cries to her friend.
OOC:
Holding acrobatics to see if Ashtar makes it/Alyria sees anything. I would have been letting both of them get out first this time. Briar is not being the first out of the danger room again. That was embarrassing.

Rolls

Briar: Con - Save - (1d20+1)

(5) + 1 = 6

Jun 7, 2024 7:06 am
Redamancy says:
With a still red and itchy hand pressed firmly over her own nose and mouth, the fairy charges onward towards the exit. She pauses to let Ashtar pass through the lethal threshold. Poised to dash after sensing another body attempt the maw, Briar false-starts upon hearing Alyria’s voice pause in the space as the paladin searches for an alternative route. "Hurry!" she cries to her friend.
OOC:
Holding acrobatics to see if Ashtar makes it/Alyria sees anything. I would have been letting both of them get out first this time. Briar is not being the first out of the danger room again. That was embarrassing.
EDIT:

And immediately chokes on the air.
Last edited June 7, 2024 7:06 am
Jun 8, 2024 2:03 pm
OOC:
@grifter730 You fail the Dex save to get through and take 17 damage from the blades.
@Khulod,@Redamancy You both take 9 Damage from the smoking pouring out of the fireplaces.
Alyria looks around the smoke filled room, trying to figure out the fastest and safest way out of the room god forsaken house.
She thinks the outer walls are too thick to bust through but the inner walls are a possiblity.
As she learns this she see Ashtar's form try to jump though the door of spinning blades.
Everyone hears the slicing of flesh. Ashtar scream in pain, something thud to the ground, and then silence...
OOC:
I will need another Con Save from @@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
@grifter730 I need a death-saving throw. (If someone heals you. You can take your turn still.So let me know what you want to do.)
Ashtar is at 0hp on the otherside of the blades.
I will need an acrobatic's Check to get through the door.
https://i.imgur.com/DvqIXA0.png

Rolls

Con Save Damage - (1d10)

(9) = 9

Blade Door Trap Damage - (2d10)

(98) = 17

Eye of the Storm: Con - Save - (1d20+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Jun 8, 2024 6:44 pm
"We have to go!" Briar shouts, feeling the edges of her vision darken. She dives for the opening Ashtar took, hoping her small form and quick movements can get her through with some amount of safety.
OOC:
Going through the blades with 2 hp. There’s no way this is a bad idea.

Rolls

Briar: Con - Save - (1d20+1)

(1) + 1 = 2

Briar: Acrobatics - (1d20+3)

(12) + 3 = 15

Jun 8, 2024 8:49 pm
Ashtar thought of his beloved, of joy and laughter and days in the sun and in dark quiet moments. And then the blades caught him, and he crumpled onto the floor.
OOC:
He has a potion of healing on him, should someone want to force it into him.
Jun 8, 2024 10:06 pm
"No!" she screamed at the sound of her friend hitting the ground. Rushing in the direction of the doorway, she begins to pound the wall with her shield right beside the swinging blades, hoping she can break through and slide past or under the stairs to get to him.
OOC:
Not sure if I need a strength check, but here ya go. If it’s something else needed, just roll for me so nothing gets held up.

Hot damn! Imma blast through that wall like the kool-aid man!
Last edited June 8, 2024 10:07 pm

Rolls

Strength Check - (1d20+3)

(20) + 3 = 23

Jun 8, 2024 10:42 pm
Coughing from the Firey Smoke Briar manages to make herself even smaller and dart though the spinning blades.
Taking a more direct route Alyria shoulders her sheild and charges though the wall to get to Ashtar.
She breaks through the wall, along with a swarm of rats that were living in it. She manages to squish most of the rats and stomp on the few that remain. Leaving her shield coated with Rat guts.
Eye of the Storm follows behind Alyria through the newly made door. He uncaps a potions and shoves it down Ashter's throat.
OOC:
@Kilikina Need a Con Save Still. It was your action to get through the wall.
@Redamancy You take 1 Damage from the Smoke. You still have an action & Bonus action you can take as well.
@grifter730 You heal for 10HP but I need a Consave from you for the smoke still. You can still take your Movement Action & Bonus Action.
https://i.imgur.com/5DmakA8.png

Rolls

Dmg from Smoke - (1d10)

(1) = 1

Eye of the Storm: Con - Save - (1d20+3)

(15) + 3 = 18

Healing Potion - (2d4+2)

(44) + 2 = 10

Jun 9, 2024 12:12 am
Ashtar coughed himself awake. He wasn't sure how he was on the floor, but the situation hadn't changed, they needed to get out, and fast. He thanked the feline man, and moved towards the door.
OOC:
My rolls in this game...........
Last edited June 9, 2024 12:12 am

Rolls

Ashtar: Con - Save - (1d20+2)

(1) + 2 = 3

Jun 9, 2024 12:35 am
OOC:
@grifter730 Just 1 Damage like above. Dex Save to get through the door if you wish to do so.
Jun 9, 2024 12:44 am
OOC:
Did Alyria not break the blade thing with her shield?
Jun 9, 2024 12:56 am
OOC:
@grifter730 She did not.
She broke a whole through the wall. Green Lines
There are still more blades.
1st that goes back into the room you were just in (Red Circle).
2nd that goes to the main Entrance/Exit to the house.(Yellow Circle)
https://i.imgur.com/ztRRZCZ.png
Jun 9, 2024 3:50 am
OOC:
I think I’m out of potions at this point, so Briar will just keep looking for a way out .. with her 1 remaining HP.
Jun 9, 2024 4:33 am
OOC:
Oops, sorry!
Breathing a sigh of relief at Ashtar being alert again, she refocuses on her task of getting them out. Marching back through the hole she made, she walks to the corner of the room by the front door, wanting to make the quickest getaway possible, and shoves at the wall between her and the front door.
OOC:
Gonna add a second con save for this round too. I’m aiming for the spot at C/D 2.

Rolls

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(10) + 2 = 12

Constitution Save - (1d20+2)

(18) + 2 = 20

Strength Check - (1d20+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Jun 9, 2024 5:10 am
OOC:
So do we need to go through another doorway of blades to reach the next place to get to the exit? Go up the stairs some more? I’m a bit lost oh what floor we’re on and where we need to go to head for the exit.
Jun 9, 2024 9:41 am
grifter730 says:
OOC:
So do we need to go through another doorway of blades to reach the next place to get to the exit? Go up the stairs some more? I’m a bit lost oh what floor we’re on and where we need to go to head for the exit.
OOC:
We’re on the main floor where the front door is.
Jun 9, 2024 10:49 am
Seeing Alyria heading in the direction of the front door, Ashtar followed her.
Jun 9, 2024 3:06 pm
Brandishing her shield Alyria tries to once again slam through the wall. This time she doesn't get enough muster behind it and bonces off with a thud.
Eye of the Storm pulls out his sword and cuts path a through the wall close to where Alyria tired to push through...
The rest of the party quickly rushes into the house's entrance.

A single doorway blocked with spinning blades blocks your way to freedom.

OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
You are all in the entrance hall wall. No More Con Saves.
Dex Check to make it through the door.
No matter if you pass or fail, you make it through the door.
Party will just need to deal with the repercussions afterwards.
https://i.imgur.com/Gyqyy96.png

Rolls

Eye of the Storm: shortswords - Attack - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Jun 9, 2024 7:32 pm
OOC:
Ruuuuuuun

Rolls

Briar: Dex - Check - (1d20+3)

(9) + 3 = 12

Jun 9, 2024 8:06 pm
OOC:
Ffs please make one successful roll

Rolls

Ashtar: Acrobatics - (1d20+4)

(7) + 4 = 11

Jun 9, 2024 10:41 pm
OOC:
Freeedoooooooom!!!!

Rolls

Dexterity save - (1d20+5)

(3) + 5 = 8

Jun 10, 2024 1:54 am
OOC:
I wear too much armor for a dex save...

Rolls

Dexterity Save - (1d20+0)

(12) = 12

Jun 10, 2024 1:58 am
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina
Everyone failed the save and takes 14 damage.
Briar and Ashtar drop to 0HP.
What is Alyria and Eye of the Storm at?

Rolls

Blades are spinning! - (2d10)

(104) = 14

Jun 10, 2024 5:17 am
OOC:
Ashtar the Wimp is down to 0 again.
Jun 10, 2024 6:42 am
OOC:
I’m at 0 as well lol
Jun 10, 2024 7:57 am
OOC:
Oh dip
Jun 10, 2024 4:00 pm
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina

Everyone is at 0HP. I am not going to TPK you all. That would be terribly mean and I don't want to deal with all that extra work.
I need everyone to roll 6 Death Saving throws.
I need to see if anyone rolls a Nat 20. I am going to take the total amount of FAILED Saved and do some math.
Everyone will end up with at least +1 level of Madness and maybe a few levels of exhaustions.

The other group of 3 will come in and save you from Death Death.

Any questions problems or concerns?
Jun 10, 2024 7:07 pm
OOC:
You’ll hear none from me since that means no making a new character… yet lol

Welp… I’m no help
Last edited June 10, 2024 7:08 pm

Rolls

Death Saves - (D20, d20, d20, d20, d20, d20)

D20 : (11) = 11

d20 : (3) = 3

d20 : (1) = 1

d20 : (1) = 1

d20 : (19) = 19

d20 : (12) = 12

Jun 10, 2024 7:42 pm
OOC:
I’ve never experienced a (pseudo) TPK before. I’m honored to have done so with you all fine fellows.

Rolls

Death Saves - (D20, D20, D20, D20, D20, D20)

D20 : (9) = 9

D20 : (17) = 17

D20 : (9) = 9

D20 : (20) = 20

D20 : (15) = 15

D20 : (18) = 18

Jun 10, 2024 9:08 pm
OOC:
No concerns here.

EDIT: Oh, NOW the double-digit rolls come...
Last edited June 10, 2024 9:09 pm

Rolls

Death save 1 - (1d20)

(13) = 13

Death save 2 - (1d20)

(17) = 17

Death save 3 - (1d20)

(17) = 17

Death save 4 - (1d20)

(11) = 11

Death save 5 - (1d20)

(19) = 19

Death save 6 - (1d20)

(20) = 20

Jun 10, 2024 9:49 pm
OOC:
We should all die with honor, the samurai way!

For kitty.

Rolls

D20, D20, D20, D20, D20, D20

D20 : (16) = 16

D20 : (13) = 13

D20 : (11) = 11

D20 : (13) = 13

D20 : (11) = 11

D20 : (13) = 13

Jun 10, 2024 10:41 pm
As Bella frantically searches for a safe place to hide for the night, a chilling sound pierces the air—the sickening noise of flesh being sliced and chopped. Her heart races as she turns toward the source of the noise. Suddenly, out of thin air, four people appear, crashing into the ground in a bloody, tangled heap. They lay unmoving, unconscious, and bleeding profusely from deep, gruesome lacerations.
OOC:
@MaJunior,@Basil,@Sardis A few dashes away from where you currently hide are the bodies. You can easily see them now. By the time you run to them (If you do so, choose Briar below, she will be waking up)

Briar awakes suddenly, her body cut off, and her wing tip sliced off completely. Eye of the Starm, Ashter, and Alyria are all under you. They are looking worse then you are. Their bodies are sliced, Diced, Minced, and bleeding—just real aweful.
OOC:
@Redamancy You are currently alive and awake with 1HP. You have 1 level of Exhaustion causing dis-ability checks. Your madness level increases by 1 but its effect is not important. The rest of the party is still unconscious.

@grifter730 Your Madness level increases to 2. You are still unconscious.
When you awake, you will be paralyzed with fright for minutes or until I say otherwise.
(Let Briar and the other party above take their actions, and then you will awaken.
The character retreats into his or her mind and becomes paralyzed. The effect ends if the character takes any damage.

@Khulod You are still unconscious. Your madness level increases to 1.
When you wake up, you will not be able to do anything for 1 turn due to being "stunned" by what happened.

@Kilikina You are still unconscious. Your madness level increases to 1. You have 2 levels of exhaustion, causing you to have half-speed and dis-ability checks.
When you wake up, you will be frightened for a bit.
[ +- ] Short-Term Madness
[ +- ] Medium-Term Madness
[ +- ] Exhaustion
.
OOC:
Everyone will be together in the party now. Please play nice! If you have any questions or concerns please ask away!

Rolls

Madness Briar - (1d100)

(60) = 60

Madness Ashtar - (1d100)

(5) = 5

Madness Eye of the Storm - (1d100)

(35) = 35

Madness Alyria - (1d100)

(83) = 83

Time of Ashtar Mad - (1d10)

(3) = 3

Jun 11, 2024 1:35 am
Almost by reflex Dr. Crow reaches for his healing kit and runs towards the critically injured "townsfolk".

Laying the kit to the side he quickly and skillfully begins to staunch bleeding wounds his hands a blur and the bandages seemingly tying themselves Dr. Crow works feverishly to stabilize the dying.

Invisible Bella is helping
Jun 11, 2024 1:49 am
Having no skill in the medicinal arts, Jerinvar sticks to what he knows. He pulls his shortbow off of his shoulder and nocks an arrow to the bow string. He remains ever vigilant for any threat to the doctor while he works.
Last edited June 11, 2024 1:49 am
Jun 11, 2024 1:53 am
OOC:
@Basil Who are you using your healer's kit on first?
Jun 11, 2024 3:08 am
Darkness. Cold, quiet, painless darkness. It soothes and shushes like a midnight lullaby. It’s peaceful …

With a bolt to consciousness, the little fairy shrieks in a gasping breath before crying out in fear of the carnage surrounding her. She squints her eyes to think, remembers the door as tears stream her cheeks. Frantically rustling through the pockets of her companions, she searches for a potion with which to revive someone, anyone. "No, no, no nonono" she desperately babbles in her search.

Like the shadow of a savior, a stranger runs in from beyond and begins to patch and staunch the wounds of her friends. "Oh please," she says to Dr. Crow, "Please help them! Thank you, thank you, thank you…" her little voice trails off into the distance as the relieving reality of not being alone in this moment washes over her. She slumps backwards in a seated position, breathing hard and clutching both hands feverishly to her chest.
Jun 11, 2024 11:12 am
Dr. Crow using his medicine skill to triage. Start with the most gravely injured that isn’t a lost cause.
Jun 11, 2024 11:40 am
OOC:
@Basil roll medicine check
10+ and Alyria is the worst off.
Under 10 pick Ashtar or Eye of the Storm.
Jun 11, 2024 12:16 pm
Who looks bad? Advantage from Bella if applicable...

Crow glances sideways at an unseen distraction...a scowl on his face...

Bella:
"... Ooo I think her guts are coming out out! Coooool!"
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Rolls

Dr. Crow: Medicine (advantage) - (2d20H1+3)

(1812) + 3 = 21

Jun 11, 2024 1:11 pm
As Dr. Crow patches up Alyria stopping her from bleeding out any more Jorah places a hand on Eye of the Storm.
A quick glow of light stitches up some of Eye of the Storm wounds.

Once Dr. Crow is Finished he does the same to Alyria.
OOC:
@grifter730 Wakes up from being Knocked out.
@Khulod You are alive with 9HP (see the above post for more information.
@Kilikina You are alive with 5HP (see the above post for more information.

@Basil Bella is only able to give the help action on skill she is proficient in. Deception, Insight, Persuasion, & Stealth.

Rolls

Cure Wounds Alyria - (1d8+3)

(2) + 3 = 5

Cure Wounds Eye of The Storm - (1d8+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Jun 11, 2024 2:27 pm
Jerinvar continues to keep watch for any potential threats while his companions continue to assist those they'd encountered.
Jun 11, 2024 2:37 pm
Dr. Crow, hands bloody looks up at Jerinvar, "We need to get off of these streets, It wont be long before the wandering dead catch a scent"
Jun 11, 2024 2:43 pm
Jerinvar brings Fauntleroy back out and has him fly about to help him spot a location nearby that looks like it might provide them some safety.
OOC:
Perception check with advantage from Fauntleroy's help.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(17) + 4 = 21

Perception (advantage) - (1d20+4)

(6) + 4 = 10

Jun 11, 2024 5:46 pm
Looking around the village none of the houses really stick out. All of them are old, in ill repair, and boarded up. Your best bet is to pick a house and hope for the best.
OOC:
Pick a House. Roll 1d20 and I will tell you what you find.
Jun 11, 2024 5:52 pm
OOC:
Random House Selection

Rolls

Shelter - (1d20)

(4) = 4

Jun 11, 2024 7:15 pm
Hyper-focused and just now noticing the little faerie, Dr. Crow turns with a reassuring smile, "Its going to be okay. I’ve seen worse." Says Crow with Wink, "But we do need to get them out of the open and somewhere safe"
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Jun 11, 2024 7:39 pm
Still blubbering mostly incoherently, the weeping fairy hugs the stranger's calf with an exultation of thanks before zipping between each of her friends to be the familiar face their eyes fell on upon waking. "You're okay, you're okay, okay" she reassures each of them. Briar collapses onto Alyria's shoulder before the paladin can stand from the group and gives in to her own exhaustion as the relief of having skirted death is realized.
OOC:
Little fae is at 1 hp also. So she's climbing up on her friend like a bebe
Jun 11, 2024 9:26 pm
Ashtar slowly opened his eyes, and jerked at the sight of strangers, which rattled his head.

"What... hap..." He stopped himself. He'd taken a knock to the head, but not hard enough to turn him into an idiot. What happened was they'd escape that cursed mansion. Just barely, but they did it.

"Thank you." Ashtar slowly stood up. "Yes, somewhere safe would be good. Safe..."
Jun 11, 2024 9:41 pm
Jerinvar runs to a nearby house and pulls the half boarded door open with a heavy yank.
After a quick search, it appears clear and safe.
The inside of the old, dilapidated house is a haunting testament to time's relentless decay. Floorboards creak underfoot, and the air is thick with mildew and rot. Dust motes dance in the weak light filtering through cracked windows, while peeling wallpaper reveals crumbling plaster. Cobwebs hang in corners, and the ceiling shows ominous water damage. The living room's moth-eaten armchair sits by a cold fireplace with a forgotten faded portrait on the mantle. The kitchen is a chaotic jumble of rusted pots and broken cabinets, and upstairs, rickety beds and moldering clothes fill dim bedrooms.
OOC:
Red Circle is the house you are currently hiding in.
https://i.imgur.com/W16MHmZ.jpeg
Jun 11, 2024 11:08 pm
"Good job! I suspect daybreak will bring some calm"

Exhausted Crow sits…

"I am Dr. Crow. I’m sorry we didn’t have a chance to meet under better circumstances "
Jun 12, 2024 1:45 am
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina,@MaJunior,@Basil,@Sardis
Everyone is alive. I am going to give you all some time to roleplay. Chat with each other in game. Get to know each other.
You will all get a Long Rest. Everyone will be fully healed of any damages. Alyria you will have 1 level of exhastion everyone else will be at 0.
Orginal party please make yourselves level 3.


I will give you guys until the weekend then possibly move forword. (Unless everyone is actively roleplaying.)



Jun 12, 2024 9:42 am
Eye of the Storm hardly responded as he woke up. He wasn't in his own mind, really. The large cat-man stared ahead, far into the distance, not seeing anything. He heard no sounds, nor did he acknowledge anyone speaking to him. Meekly he let himself be led away from the mansion that had cost him companions and sanity, stumbling in a haze. It was not until they were safe and he was sat down in a corner that the horrors that held a vice on his mind receded and some semblance of life returned to his eyes.
"We have to get out..." He whimpered.
"We have to get out."
"We have to get out."
"We have to get out."
Jun 12, 2024 10:28 am
Blinking slowly, it takes the paladin some time to remember what happened. The second the memories hit, that foreign feeling slams into her body. Fear floods her as her eyes widen. Her best fairy friend collapsing on her shoulder brings a modicum of comfort and protective urges again, yet shoots back from the person who, after a moment realizes, is the one that healed her. "Th-thank you," she stutters before cringing at herself. This emotion isn't who she is!

After assessing that her group all made it out and giving them all a gentle squeeze on the shoulder in affection, she carries Briar and tries to wake her while standing awkwardly in the living room, afraid to sit on anything. "We met under the best circumstances possible, at least for us. I'm Alyria and this is Briar," she adds as she nudges the fairy again, muttering in her ear after about her needing to awaken as there may be loot in their rundown hideaway.

Looking back at the new adventurers, she asks cautiously, still a bit fearful, "What brought you all here?"
OOC:
I probably won't have a chance to level up until tomorrow afternoon unfortunately. Is that okay? Also, @Smiley question for you. After the long rest, will I still have the 1 level of madness as well as exhaustion?
Jun 12, 2024 9:10 pm
Between consciousness and oblivion, nestled with her face in the hair of her paladin friend, Briar mumbles some self-soothing statements reminiscent of things a child would hear from a mother. She perks when she is introduced to the newcomers and sheepishly wiggles her fingers in a meek salutation. "Thank you," she nods to Dr. Crow. "You saved us."

The fairy’s still-mangled wings twitch excitedly as Alyria points out a new space to explore for prizes. She whispers quietly, "You know just how to make the day better," and begins to scan the surroundings, listening to the conversation to unfold.
OOC:
Yayyyy 3. Gotta decide my path now. Been so undecided! I will make a decision soon.
Jun 15, 2024 2:42 pm
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina,@MaJunior,@Basil,@Sardis Anyone want to do or say anything during the Long Rest?
If not I will move us forward on Monday after work.
Jun 15, 2024 10:36 pm
Dr. Crow though tainted by dark bargains is pleased he was able to help. A rare opportunity given his patron.

"Glad I could help." A genuine smile and nod Crow finds a restful corner a closes his eyes.

Bella keeps watch over Crow, a tiny invisible spider in a dark corner.
Jun 16, 2024 4:36 am
Looking amongst her companions, she asks, "Should we go back and make sure that thing won't be an issue ever again?"
Jun 17, 2024 3:56 am
Fidgeting with her still rash-covered hand, Briar looks up to the paladin with sad eyes. "How do we do that?"
Jun 17, 2024 4:41 am
With a soft smile, she tells her, "In the morning, I’ll prepare a detect magic spell to make sure nothing there still contains any magical abilities close to the surface."
Jun 17, 2024 9:33 am
"We certainly must finish seal that thing forever. I’m inclined to burn that whole house and raze it the ground. I’ve no desire to set foot back in there, but we cannot in good conscience allow that house to stand with innocent folks nearby."
Jun 17, 2024 12:51 pm
Kilikina says:

Looking back at the new adventurers, she asks cautiously, still a bit fearful, "What brought you all here?"
Jerinvar looks to Alyria and bows his head as he responds, "As unbelievable as it may sound, we found ourselves in an unnatural mist that seemed to have the power to sap our energy. In that mist were wolves who, rather than attack us, herded us back, away from it. And in our efforts to escape that mists and the wolves within it, we wound up here."
Jun 18, 2024 11:37 pm
The party secures the house for the night, finding it a safe haven amidst the chaos. They hunker down for a meal, discussing their harrowing experiences in this foreign land. With watches decided, they relax as the eerie moans of undead shambling around town create an unsettling lullaby. A few hours before sunrise, the moaning ceases, leaving an eerie silence. As morning breaks, the party awakens, ready to face the challenges of the new day.
OOC:
OOC:
@grifter730,@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina,@MaJunior,@Basil,@Sardis

You are currently in the Red Circled House. E1 - E5 are important places.
What does the party do and where do they head first?
https://i.imgur.com/LPPTE40.jpeg
Jun 19, 2024 12:16 am
OOC:
Has the other party explored this tow or is it new to them as well
Jun 19, 2024 12:38 am
OOC:
It is new to them also. They drove pass it in a wagon but didn't learn anything about it.

Jun 19, 2024 1:44 am
OOC:
Where is the house we just escaped located relative to this map?
Jun 19, 2024 2:26 am
Redamancy says:
OOC:
Where is the house we just escaped located relative to this map?
OOC:
Down the road to the South West quite a bit. When you found the house it was another 10 minute walk into town.
Jun 19, 2024 9:52 am
"We picked up a job to go deal with a group of traveling merchants. They overstayed their welcome on the edge of town, people were cranky about their music and fights starting up in their camps. Oh, also the ladies." Briar's eyebrows wiggle suggestively as she mentions the women before her thoughts flit quickly to her spoils of the camp.

Excitedly, she pulls a strange hourglass from her bag which contains sand that drifts upwards from the bottom half to the top. "I got this really cool thing!" She reaches into a different pouch on her waist and produces a strange glass coin filled with quicksilver; it is covered with strange ritualistic imagery and appears to have been created without any seams. "Also this." She looks at it curiously, then recalls the story she had begun.

"They told us that they had to leave their homeland because their prince is cursed and he stopped being a good leader and became a jerk. They asked us to come see if we could help lift the curse, so we got in their wagon and the road was creepy and foggy and wolfy. We got some cards read to us and then we set out to try and figure out what is going on here."

"Then we ran into two really sad kids who had left their house because their parents went into the basement to deal with a monster. They asked for our help because their baby brother was still inside. Obviously, we had to help them! That turned out to be super scary and everyone was dead and then we all basically died getting out of there." She shivers, recalling the events of the mansion and the nonstop dark chaos. "Things went really bad and we ran away but it was a super close call. And then we met you and you saved us!"

The fairy sets her trinkets down beside her and folds her hands in her lap, looking to the newcomers like a child ready for storytime. "So how did you get here?"
Jun 20, 2024 5:31 pm
OOC:
Is E5, the big house where the zombies were congregating with the the floating gal?
Jun 20, 2024 5:47 pm
"Well, we were escorted by a pack of wolves through the fog and found ourselves here!" Says Crow with a smile.

"I am a traveling Physic…a healer of the Mundane, Jerinvar here was once a patient of mine, and now a good friend. Jorah is well travelled and is guided by the Divine. Although we met only by chance, traveling together has worked well for us so far."
Jun 20, 2024 6:12 pm
OOC:
That would be E4
Jun 20, 2024 6:49 pm
"As we are all new to the city, I think we should take the opportunity to look around and find a decent meal. After last night a hearty meal will do you good. I find the best place to start in a new town is its heart."

Pushing himself up, Dr Crow does a stretch and heads for the door.

Heads to what looks like the center of the map…checking out E2.

Invisible Bella, flitting about rooftops and keeping an eye out for anything interesting
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Jun 20, 2024 10:17 pm
Secured to the interior part of the main door to exit the house is a tarot card.
https://i.imgur.com/myIDLT6.png
"The Nine of Swords—Torturer."


The muddy ground underfoot gives way to slick, wet cobblestones. The windows of each house stare out from pools of blackness. The village is silent except for the mournful sobbing that echoes through the streets from a distance.
Walking across the uneven cobblestone you come to a building with a small amount of smoke coming from its chimney. Above a gaping doorway, a sign hangs precariously askew, proclaiming this to be the Blood of on the Vine tavern.
https://i.imgur.com/HlMhLHP.png
OOC:
Perception Check from anyone who wants to and Bella.
Jun 20, 2024 10:30 pm
OOC:
Perception check

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

Jun 20, 2024 10:39 pm
Bella

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+1)

(13) + 1 = 14

Jun 20, 2024 11:52 pm
Still feeling the worse for wear, Jorah looks around through bleary eyes as they approach the tavern.

Rolls

Perception (WIS) - (2d20L1+5)

(1115) + 5 = 16

Jun 21, 2024 1:51 am
"I sure am glad you found us when you did!" the fairy says warmly. "I'm Briar. That's Alyria," she points to the paladin woman. "And Ashtar and Eye of the Storm," indicating the brooding young man and tabaxi in respective order. "We've done some odd jobs together before and took this on as a new project. Never thought we'd end up ..." Unable to find the right words, the little rogue gestures around vaguely to the party's current location. As she waves her little hands around, she observes the path the group now traverses with wary eyes.

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(14) + 2 = 16

Jun 21, 2024 1:58 am
Dr. Crow enters and looks for the inkeeper
Jun 21, 2024 9:50 am
OOC:
I’ll do a proper post about greetings and grabbing that tarot card soon, but here’s my perception roll mainly.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+2)

(6) + 2 = 8

Jun 21, 2024 1:31 pm
Walking through the muddy streets of the forlorn town, the party hopes to find a decent breakfast and lodging. They spy several unsettling scenes. From the top floor of a nearby boarded-up house, mournful wailing pierces the damp air. Across the street from the tavern, a dilapidated shop creaks in the wind, a sign barely hanging on its hinges reads "Bildrath's Mercantile."

From her vantage point on the rooftops, Bella spots an older lady pushing a rickety cart, stopping at each door to sell her wares.

Inside, the once finely appointed tavern has fallen into disrepair. The blazing fire in the hearth provides scant warmth to the few huddled souls within. Behind the bar stands a pudgy man, mechanically cleaning glasses, one after another, with a vacant expression. He doesn’t react to the party’s entrance. Near the front door, a woman and two men sit at a table, eyeing the newcomers with silent suspicion before returning to their dismal drinks. In a dark corner, a young man sips his wine alone, his face a mask of quiet despair.
OOC:
The lady crying is coming from E3. The Shop is E1. The lady with the cart is around E7. (Can't update map at work. Will do so when home.)
Jun 21, 2024 3:29 pm
Dr. Crow recounts the events of last night and then looks at around. Not surprising. A city culled of so many living would quickly dim even a vibrant city.

Crow orders himself a simple meal, before striking up a conversations with the innkeeper.

Assuming the meal arrives:

Closing his eyes and taking in the aroma (good or bad!) Crow thanks the Innkeeper, "Arrived last night, that’s quite a welcoming committee you have here."

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Bella gently lands on the old womans cart, sticks out her tongue at her and looks to see what she has inside.
Jun 21, 2024 3:41 pm
The bartender doesn't look up from cleaning his already cleaned glasses. In a monotone voice he respawns. "No Meals, Only Wine." He continues to clean his glass...


Rolls

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Jun 21, 2024 4:13 pm
Crows eyes widen for just a second and a friendly smile returns, "Just wine? Anything stronger? Sometimes I need a bit more that I can use for medicinal purposes. How rude of me… Thaddeus Crow. Dr. Thaddeus Crow at your service."
OOC:
Thats a pretty viscious wack! Bella has resistance to bludgeoning attacks, assuming she still gets whacked shes got some explaining to do!
Jun 21, 2024 4:28 pm
"Only Wine." The bartender flips over a glass and pulls a bottle of Purple Grapemash No. 3 from beside him. He uncorks the bottle and pours a few fingers into the glass. "2 Coppers" He pushes the barely half full glass towards you. He doesn't respawn to your greeting then goes back to cleaning his already cleaned glasses.
OOC:
Not everyone is as they appear.
Jun 21, 2024 4:52 pm
To Crow, a boring non-responsive bartender is worth only 2 coppers...Crow puts down 2cp and sips his wine waiting to see what eveyone else does.

"Perhaps you know where I can obtain something stronger then? And a meal."
Jun 22, 2024 2:24 am
Looking at the strange interactions of everyone, she pockets the tarot card she pulled from the door before looking at her fairy friend. Her childlike nature ignites Alyria’s protective nature. "Be on guard," she whispers to her before going to the despairing man on his own.

Sitting at his table, she puts her hand out on the table in front of him, a silent gesture of wanting to comfort him, as she says, "Hello, handsome. You appear as though you need a shoulder to lean on. May I be of assistance?"
Jun 23, 2024 2:23 pm
The bartender shakes his head and continues cleaning his glasses.


Ismark
The man sighs a sad and exhastioned sigh and takes a drin"I hope you may. Come sit join me." He calls and waves to the bartender. "Arik! 2 Bottles and glasses for everyone"
The barkeep almost drone like grabs 2 bottles and a tray of glasses. He brings them over to the table, sets them down, and walks back to cleaning his glasses...
Jun 23, 2024 4:50 pm
Without hesitation, she moves seats to sit beside him, giving him a concerned look. "Please, share your woes and I’ll assist if I can."
Jun 24, 2024 1:27 am
"How about a room then," Asks Crow "Surely you have a room?"
Jun 24, 2024 10:41 am
At Alyria’s word, Briar nods and adjusts a few pouches around her legs to better keep tabs on her precious collections. Then the little rogue follows her friend to the mournful man and flits her way up to perch on the edge of the table so as not to be hidden beneath the table from a chair’s height.

"Very kind of you," she says to the stranger after he orders beverages for them all. She waves her hand in a dainty flourish and produces a pale blue rose. "How can we make your blues," she wiggles the flower gently and the petals shift to a light yellow "A little bit brighter?"
OOC:
Just a little druidcraft fairy magic
Jun 25, 2024 2:33 pm
The Bartender puts down a clean glass, grabs another and starts wiping it down. "No rooms. Only Wine." Arik says in his monotone voice.

Ismark

The lonely man uncorks a bottle of wine with a resigned sigh, filling several glasses. He downs one in a single gulp, then lets out a heavy breath.

"My father is dead," he begins, his voice laden with sorrow and frustration. "Father Donavich has barricaded himself in his church for months, leaving us unable to lay my father to rest. Every night, our home is besieged by the relentless dead, clawing and moaning at our doors. The Wretched Lord of this Land, Strahd, has developed an unsettling infatuation with my sister. And now, it seems, I am the new Burgomaster of this forsaken village of Barovia." He drops his head into his hands, squeezing his temples as if trying to stave off the despair threatening to consume him.
Jun 25, 2024 3:27 pm
At an impass with the bartender, Crow moves on...

"I couldn't help but overhear...I did not mean to eavesdrop. I see you have met Alyria"

Taking out a flask of "Medicinal" liquor Crow takes a swig and then passes it to Ismark. Not all wounds leave a mark thinks the Dr.

"Obviously I’m new here. But I am curious. Why would it be such a bad thing for this Lord to have an interest in your sister? It would seem to me holding favor with a man of wealth and power would be beneficial, no?"
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Jun 25, 2024 4:09 pm
Jorah waves off the wine and leans heavily on the table, doing his best to follow along with the conversation. "Many people of wealth and power are not... good people," he cautions. "At best, they are explotative. At worst..."

The young cleric lets the thought drift off, yawning and rolling his shoulder with the intent to pop it.
Jun 25, 2024 5:02 pm
Ismark

He turns and stares at Dr. Crow. His voice filled with anger not at Dr. Crow but at the subject matter. "Because this Lord is no man. He is a sadistic, Demonic Vampire Overlord. He is the one who sends one of his Concubines and her horde of undead to besiege my house every night only in hopes that my sister will change her mind and become his.."
He turning to the table he grabs the uncorked bottle of wine and takes a drink and slams it onto the table. Luckily the bottle does not shatter...
Jun 25, 2024 5:06 pm
Jorah shakes his head. "See? I was right."
Jun 25, 2024 5:59 pm
"It’s easy to see that you care deeply for your sister. Your love is obvious and natural. She is your sister. But why Lord Strahd? Why is he so infatuated? What makes her so special to him?"
Jun 25, 2024 10:00 pm
Ismark

"I do not know why, nor does my sister. I plan to take her to the town of Vallaki. I hope they can better protect her there." He sighs again.
"My sister does not want to leave until our father is buried, and we cannot bury him without Father Donavich's blessing."
Jun 25, 2024 11:04 pm
"I suspect there is more with Father Donavich. Why the delay?"
Jun 26, 2024 12:05 am
Hearing the situation of the strange man voiced, Briar's expression drops and the flower she held crumbles into dust. The leaves inked across her bare shoulders freeze and seem to wither in tint as the fairy feels his sadness. The particles of her previously conjured flower drift to reform a long slender reed which she flips into the glass she hugs in her seated position. "Oh," she murmurs quietly and brings the reed to her lips. Using it as a straw, she sips contemplatively at her wine.

Sheepishly, she leans in and lowers her voice, "What's a berg-oh-master?"
Jun 26, 2024 10:22 am
Seeing the anger on Ismark and sadness on Brair’s face, she places a hand on the fairy’s back and proceeds to gently rub a small circle while patting Ismark on the hand in a gesture of comfort. The emotions around the situation are palpable, but she wants to keep him calm and the situation hushed.

She has a strange feeling about the bartender. With a slightly concerned note to her voice, she whispers to the unfortunate man, "Take care how you share your plans, you never know who is listening and willing to share that information."

"I am curious to know the answer to Briar’s question, though," she adds, ready to figure out a way to help but needing all the information to do so.
Jun 26, 2024 2:55 pm
Ismark
"As Burgomaster I am charge of overseeing this village. I am responsible for it. I think the term Mayor is also used."
Jun 26, 2024 3:57 pm
"Well, I’m sorry to hear of your plight, but happy to have had a chance to meet you. I am a traveling Dr. and plan to stay for a time, assuming I can find a place. I did notice quite a few abandoned buildings and such here and there. Would it be permissible to settle into one of those for at time, or is there some other place that you could reccomend?"
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Jun 26, 2024 5:01 pm
Ismark

"If you need safe lodging for a few nights you are welcome to join us. Our Mansion is safer than any of the abandon houses around here even with the Undead trying to break in." He grabs both bottles of wine and stands up.
"Sorry. My manors are a little rough to day." Shoving a bottle between his arm pit he offers and hand for anyone who wishes to shake.
"Names Ismark Kolyanovich."
Jun 26, 2024 5:08 pm
Prior to entry into the tavern, Jerinvar had returned Fauntleroy to his dimensional pocket for safety. He'd followed the others in, but quickly slipped off into a corner where he could observe those within. How the acted towards his allies and one another, as well as how they responded. He watched and he listened. Their non-verbals were as important to him as their words...or, in the bartender's case, lack of words.

He found the conversation had between the Burgomaster and his allies quite interesting...he pondered upon that as well.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(3) + 4 = 7

Insight - (1d20+4)

(16) + 4 = 20

Jun 26, 2024 5:40 pm
Giving a respectable bow, Crow continues "I think I speak for us all when I say we would be honored." Standing Crow offers a handshake "I do have a few things errands to run first however. Is it safe to assume your home before sundown?"
Jun 26, 2024 6:02 pm
"Sundown is not a good measurement and I wouldn't travel far out of village. If you see any villagers closing their doors and shutters it is best you get inside soon. What sort of Errands do you need done?"
OOC:
@Sardis You question about the perception check before. It was only to spot some key points around town while walking. Nothing extreme.
Jun 26, 2024 6:22 pm
"I lost a few things on the road here…Just a few herbs and incense, a burner…simple things for healing teas and comforting scents that encourage speedy recoveries."

Ingredients for Find Familiar!
Jun 26, 2024 7:49 pm
Ismark
He thinks for a moment and shakes his head. "You won't find anything like that around here. Bildrath's Mercantile isn't able to get much goods or supplies in. Vallaki might have more what you are looking for. You could always try the woods for herbs but I wouldn't chance it they are not safe. Forget I mentioned it."
Jun 26, 2024 7:55 pm
"It is quite important to me. Thanks for the advice. Which way to Vallaki's?"
Jun 26, 2024 8:12 pm
Ismark

"Vallaki is a little less than a days walk from here. It is where I wish to take my sister for protection. I have a rough map of these lands at home but Once again you do not want to travel those roads alone day or Night. " He heads to the door to the Tavern ready to leave...
Jun 26, 2024 8:24 pm
Less than a days walk? Thinks Crow. That simply will not do.

Turning to the party, "You wouldn't have any incense on you by any chance would you?"
Jun 27, 2024 12:07 am
She shakes Ismark’s hand as well before shaking her head at Crow. "I have none, but I don’t see why we can’t escort the siblings to Vallaki so you can get the supplies you seek while they can get to safety."

Turning to Ismark, she asks the last question on her mind at the moment. "If you leave, who will lead the town?"
Jun 27, 2024 12:18 am
Jerinvar continues to watch from his table t the exchange between the doctor, Alyria, and Ismark.
Jun 27, 2024 8:45 am
The fairy leans into the soothing hand of her friend as the conversation unravels around the table, pondering the situation and its potential outcomes. "No incense, unfortunately. But I think Alyria’s idea is good. We can get them to safety and you can get your smelling sticks!" Then she turns back to Ismark. "If you are in charge, can’t you just tell the father you need to have the burial completed? Isn’t that his job? Doesn’t sound like he’s doing it very well."
Jun 27, 2024 1:26 pm
Ismark

He stop at the door and turns to Alyria shrugs. "I do not know who will run the town nor do I really care. The town is falling a part, last I counter there were only a few dozen villagers left, hordes of undead attacking every night, it might be better to burn the whole place down or let the mist take it over." Turning back to the door he walks outside a little and points up the road. "The church is up the road. Less than a year ago his son, some villagers and a few adventures, Much like all of you, decided to stormed Castle Ravenloft. His son never returned and he has not be right since."
Jun 27, 2024 6:11 pm
"My friend Jorah here is a cleric, perhaps he can perform the rites?"
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Jun 28, 2024 1:58 pm
At the mention of his name, Jorah -- who had been dozing off lightly in his seat -- snaps awake. "What now?" He looks around sheepishly, embarassed that he'd missed... well, whatever just happened. Or was said. He really wasn't sure. He coughs a bit and stands, one hand firmly on the table as a brace. He yawns, covering his mouth politely, and adds, "Very sorry. Those mists really took it out of me. Why did I hear my name?"
Jun 28, 2024 2:05 pm
"Ismark, Jorah...Jorah Ismark..."

"I was just telling Ismark that you are a Cleric and perhaps you could be of some service with performing some funeral rites."
Jun 28, 2024 2:11 pm
"Oh, yes of course. Most certainly," Jorah says, offering a weary smile.
Jun 28, 2024 3:56 pm
Ismark

"While I appreciate the gesture this land's customs are very strict due to the other beings that reside here." He starts walk down the path to the mansion at the end. "I need to prepare a few rooms for you. You are welcome to follow me if you wish."
Jun 28, 2024 4:43 pm
Dr. Crow thinks it would be a good idea to follow Ismark...At least this way he will know where the mansion is and if he has any questions along the way he can ask.
Jun 28, 2024 6:55 pm
Briar falls in line, following to the mansion with a little more zig-zag in her flight pattern than before; the effects of a standard glass of wine on such a small body taking effect. The leaves on her shoulders dance playfully as she sways around the path.
OOC:
Liiiightweeeight
Jun 28, 2024 7:45 pm
Jerinvar too follows, but maintains some distance. His eyes and ears alert to his surroundings. There is something about all this that has the hair standing on the back of his neck. He can't help but think that they were walking toward trouble.
Jun 29, 2024 12:42 am
Alyria trails behind Briar, watching for if or when she needs to carry the overly inebriated friend, as she says, "After you show us where your home is, I think I’d like to meet with Father Donavich and talk with him about performing the rites, see if we can assist with getting your affairs in order."
Jul 1, 2024 1:11 pm
Ismark leads the party down the main road, the weight of the town's despair palpable with each step. Sparse light from a nearby building spills out from behind heavy, drawn curtains. Above the door, a sign creaks on its rusty hinges, reading "Bildrath's Mercantile." The mournful crying that fills the city streets grows louder as you pass the shop, echoing a haunting symphony of sorrow.

Ahead, a weary-looking mansion squats behind a rusting iron fence, its once-grand presence now a shadow of decay. The iron gates are twisted and torn, with the right gate cast aside and the left swinging lazily in the wind, emitting a stuttering squeal and clang that repeats with mindless precision. Weeds choke the grounds, pressing with menace upon the house itself. Yet, against the walls, the growth has been trampled down, creating a narrow path that encircles the domain. Heavy claw markings have stripped the once-beautiful finish from the walls, and great black scorch marks tell tales of fires that have assailed the mansion. Not a single pane or shard of glass remains in any window, all of which are barred with planks marked with stains of evil omen, casting a foreboding atmosphere over the dilapidated structure.


Ismark strides up to the house and pounds five times on the scratched wooden door, calling out, "Ireena! It's Ismark. Open up!" From within, you hear the sounds of movement, heavy objects being dragged, followed by the clinking of latches and locks being undone. After a tense moment, the door creaks open, and Ismark gestures for everyone to enter.

Once inside, the door slams shut, and a young woman quickly begins relocking it and moving items back to barricade it. The mansion's interior, though well-furnished, shows signs of significant wear and tear. The windows are boarded up, and holy symbols are prominently displayed in every room. In a side drawing room, the burgomaster lies on the floor in a simple wooden coffin, surrounded by wilting flowers and a faint odor of decay.

Ireena is a striking young woman with auburn hair cascading in loose waves around her shoulders. Her eyes, a deep and vibrant shade of green, hold a mixture of determination and sadness. She wears practical, though somewhat worn, clothing—a sturdy leather tunic over a simple dress, both showing signs of frequent mending. A silver pendant shaped like a sunburst hangs around her neck, glinting faintly in the dim light. Despite the weariness in her eyes, there's an air of resilience and strength about her, emphasized by the way she carries herself with an almost regal bearing. Her face, though beautiful, is marked with faint lines of worry and exhaustion, telling a silent story of the burdens she has borne.

Ireena Kolyana

Once everything is closed Ireena gives the party a stern look as if searching for something. "Who are they?"
Ismark sitting down in one of the old chairs. "They are here to help. Hopefully they can put some sense into Father Donavich so we can get father Buried..."
Jul 1, 2024 2:09 pm
Dr Crow glances over at the corpse and tries to determine how long he’s been dead

Rolls

Dr. Crow: Medicine - (1d20+3)

(13) + 3 = 16

Jul 2, 2024 12:46 am
OOC:
@Basil The coffin is closed. Do you wish to open it?
Jul 2, 2024 1:27 am
Crow is morbidly curious but does refrain.
Jul 2, 2024 1:55 am
Upon entering the mansion, a hint of sobriety creeps into Briar’s mind. Trying to find politeness, she nods to the siblings and compliments the grounds as best she can without being untruthful. "You have a very … big home." Her smile is awkward but friendly. "We’re kind of heroes in training," she explains. "Your brother told us a bit about the situation here already. How long have you been trying to put your papa to rest?"
Jul 2, 2024 12:13 pm
Ireena Kolyana

Ireena awkwardly stares at Briar "You are a Fairy or a pixie? I have ready stories about your kind but have never seen one..." She stops staring "Sorry...My father passed 5 days ago. He just collapsed and never woke up. His body couldn't handle it anymore." She shakes her head
Jul 2, 2024 4:25 pm
"5 days?" Says Crow "That is far too long. Why has Father Donavich delayed the burial? That does not at all seem reasonable."
Jul 2, 2024 4:33 pm
"Perhaps we should go ask him," Jorah replies, stifling a yawn. "During the day, though. Night is too dangerous."
Jul 2, 2024 4:46 pm
"I certainly plan to, but I would like to hear more first." Turning to Ireena "Anything you can tell us about Father Donavich coul help"
Jul 2, 2024 5:21 pm
OOC:
It is still early morning. Only around 9AMish.
Ismark walks away to set up some rooms for the party.

Ireena plops down on the sofa.
"Father Donavich was a deeply devoted and wise old priest, a pillar of our village. He’s always been a source of comfort and guidance for the people of Barovia, steadfast in his faith despite the darkness that surrounds us. But he has borne heavy burdens, that is until his son, Doru, went missing. Father Donavich has become withdrawn, Locking himself in the church, praying fervently day and night. I do not know why..."
Jul 2, 2024 10:22 pm
"Fairy!" Briar clarifies brightly. "You can’t always trust a sprite. But you can’t always trust a fairy either… But you can trust me!" Her train of thought leads her into a moment of introspection as she ponders the nature of fey creatures and their wild whims.

Returning to the present, Briar follows the thread of piecing together a timeline and asks, "When did Doru disappear? Does anyone know where he might have gone?"
Jul 2, 2024 11:21 pm
Ireena Kolyana

"It has almost been a year since anyone has seen Duro and Father Donavich has been unnervingly silent with worry since then. He stays in the chapel, muttering prayers."
Jul 3, 2024 12:02 am
OOC:
9am is still night time enough to be worried about undead if the skies are overcast.
"We will talk to him in a while. Perhaps he himself has an idea where his son went," Jorah speculates. "Indeed... perhaps the problem is that he knows..."
Jul 3, 2024 12:53 am
Ireena Kolyana

The lady sits up on the sofa "I am sorry. In all of this I forgot my manors." She stands and offers a hand. "I am Ireena Kolyana and you have already met my Brother Ismark. Welcome to the Village of Barovia in the Lands of Barovia.
OOC:

From those who were in the first group You found a Letter that had Ireena Kolyana name in it. (Just a reminder)
[ +- ] Letter
OOC:
The sun never fully shines in these lands, Even during the day, the sky is dimmed by fog or storm clouds, or the light is strangely muted.

The plan currently is that the group can chat with these 2 and ask any questions. Afterwards you are free to explore the town a bit.
Let me know what other questions you might have or when you are ready to move forward.
Jul 3, 2024 4:49 pm
Jerinvar had followed in silence, not so much because he was a loner and didn't like the companionship of others, but rather because he was both quite introspective yet easily distracted. He would begin one thought and in short order find himself contemplating another. He'd paid attention enough to understand that the priest, father Donavich had been an active and productive member of the community prior to the disappearance of his son, Doru...after which he withdrew into the church and has obsessed over endless prayer, whether it be for finding his son or forgiveness for some, as of yet, unknown action of his own that contributed to, or resulted in, that disappearance.

It would seem that finding the son would be the quickest path to returning father Donavich back to being useful in any meaningful way. He would voice those thoughts when the time seemed right...and this did not feel like the right time to him.
Jul 3, 2024 8:43 pm
"Thank you both for your hospitality. I promise we will do what can with Father Donavich" With that Dr. Crow heads out, "While there is still light" he says with a smile.
Jul 4, 2024 1:50 am
Not quite ready to leave, Alyria stays for a moment longer. Making a gesture over her chest, akin to a cross, she uses her divine senses. She remembers the letter they’d found and she’s surprised to see the girl standing here. With a theory about why the girl is suddenly desired, she decides to test it out while making pleasantries. "We appreciate your hospitality and are more than willing to assist you both escape the town once your affairs are in order."
OOC:
I think she’s turned into a vampyr already and he wants to collect her since she’s already "one of them".
[ +- ] Divine Sense (Paladin Specialty) (Cha)
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Jul 4, 2024 2:57 am
Alyria opens up to her divine instincts. She feels around for anything non human in the mansion. She feels.... senses nothing out of the ordinary.
Jul 4, 2024 1:41 pm
Jorah will yawn and stand up, following after Crow. "I was hoping for more light before we headed out, but it isn't safe to go alone."
Jul 4, 2024 3:39 pm
OOC:
Busy weekend.

(Mad Mary you have not explored yet but it is the crying sounds.)
https://i.imgur.com/0ATbjaC.jpeg

Where does everyone want to go?
Jul 4, 2024 6:06 pm
OOC:
Heading to the church to look into a proper burial would be Jorah's pick for first stop.
Jul 4, 2024 6:08 pm
To the church
Jul 5, 2024 12:25 am
OOC:
To the church first, we could hit up the crying shop on the way back. I guess I’ll question the sister about how she’s not a vampire despite being bitten and nearly dying when we get in for the night.
Jul 5, 2024 12:37 am
Before the party exits, the fairy presents one last question to the siblings. "So ... have there been no burials in a year now? That seems ... like a lot of Father Donavich not doing his job ... Wouldn't that make the undead problem like, way worse? Because he isn't doing the rites to put their spirits at rest?" After the experience in the mansion, the rogue has a new interest in the way spirits linger and the ways in which the undead are able to rise upon living lands.
OOC:
Churchward hooooo!
Jul 5, 2024 2:21 am
Atop a slight rise, against the roots of the pillar stone that supports a castle high above stands a gray, sagging edifice of stone and wood. This church has obviously weathered the assaults of evil for centuries on end and is worn and weary. A bell tower rises toward the back, and flickering light shines through holes in the shingled roof. The rafters strain feebly against their load.
The heavy wooden doors of the church are covered with claw marks and scarred by fire.

https://i.imgur.com/AgmghIm.jpeg`
Jul 5, 2024 3:16 pm
Somewhat reluctant to enter given his past and present relations with infernal powers Dr. Crow pauses for a moment at the threshold before trying to enter…

Assuming the doors are unlocked….but knocks loudly and calls out if not.
Jul 5, 2024 5:12 pm
The Door is not locked but something is blocking it from opening. (Althetics check to open.)
What do you call out?
Jul 5, 2024 5:35 pm
"Something heavy is blocking the door" says Dr. Crow… "Hello, My name is Dr. Crow and I am in need of your services! Is anyone there? Do you need help?"
Jul 5, 2024 6:05 pm
OOC:
Exhaustion means Jorah's Athletics (STR) check would be at disadvantage, but he can provide the Help Action to someone willing to try and force the door.
Jul 5, 2024 10:21 pm
Apparently having learned nothing from her previous experience doing a solo reconnaissance up the stairs of the accursed mansion, Briar curiously lifts up to gain a higher vantage point. With the aim of peering in an unblocked window and between some fallen-away shingles, the little rogue ascends towards the roof.
OOC:
Trying to look in any gap higher up to see what's going on inside. Between any missing shingles on the roof and any openings in the walls or windows higher off the ground level.

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(18) + 2 = 20

Jul 6, 2024 12:59 am
OOC:
Imma see what the perception check yields, then I’ll take that help action from Joran and make an athletics check.
Jul 6, 2024 4:48 pm
No sounds or answers come for the delapidated church.

Flying around the church Briar does find a few old stain glass windows that could be broken or a few boards that could be removed to get in easier. There is a bell tower you could try but it likewise sealed. The roof is still in good shape.
OOC:
Remember you need to be profient in a skill to give the help action in it.
Jul 6, 2024 11:05 pm
Smiley says:
OOC:
Remember you need to be profient in a skill to give the help action in it.
OOC:
Forgot about that house rule. Admittedly, Athletics is probably the one check it feels bad with. Lol
Jul 7, 2024 12:42 am
Coming back down to her companions, she looks to Dr. Crow for results of his attempt to call out. When nothing could be said of a response, she relays her findings from the higher vantage point.

"There’s some windows we could break, a few boards we could pull down … we could probably try the bell tower too but I would definitely need help getting some of the barrier planks out of the way." She glances up the side of the building then reaches into her bag and produces a piton and some rope. "Who’s up for a climb?!"
Jul 7, 2024 1:05 am
Dr Crow backs up and shakes his head " I think I’m going to pass on the climbing for now and see if there’s a back door"
Jul 7, 2024 1:23 am
Walking around the Church you do not find a backdoor, but you do find a vast cemetery.


The cemetery is a sprawling expanse surrounded by a wrought iron fence, now rusted and worn. Winding paths meander through various sections of gravestones and tombs, each marked by loose dirt or appearing empty.
Near the entrance, two prominent stone mausoleums suggest important or wealthy occupants, with smaller gravestones neatly arranged nearby. Towards the center, densely packed, older graves and significant tombs with large stone slabs indicate a more ancient section.

Dead trees provide sparse shade, casting eerie shadows on the paths. To the left, a cluster of gravestones near a large tree suggests a family plot. On the right, more graves and a few smaller mausoleums are overgrown with weeds and grass, showing signs of neglect.

Stone markers and small fences line the paths, guiding visitors through this maze of emptiness. The scene exudes solemn decay, with the constant reminder of death now eerily empty or disturbed.

https://i.imgur.com/VubrZAr.jpeg
Jul 7, 2024 3:22 am
Nodding along to the list of ideas, Alyria goes to make her way in through pulling down some planks to enter in, carefully done so she can preserve as many as possible to replace again.
Jul 7, 2024 3:28 am
OOC:
Athletics Check please.
Jul 7, 2024 10:33 am
OOC:
Just call me She-Hulk!
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Rolls

Athletics (disadvantage) - (2d20L1+5)

(2015) + 5 = 20

Jul 8, 2024 3:11 pm
Basil says:
Dr Crow backs up and shakes his head " I think I’m going to pass on the climbing for now and see if there’s a back door"
Jerinvar, having heard Briar's request for those to go with her, replies: "I'm not much of a climber, myself. I too will wait for another way to proceed. Not all of us can be born with a set of wings!" He says this last with a jovial smile and a friendly wink to Briar.
Jul 8, 2024 10:34 pm
Alyria makes her way to a nearby boarded up window and pulls the boards off. One by one the group squeezes into the main chapel of the church. The chapel is a shambles, with overturned and broken pews littering the dusty floor. Dozens of candles mounted in candlesticks and candelabras light every dusty corner in a fervent attempt to rid the chapel of shadows. At the far end of the church sits a claw-scarred altar, behind which kneels a priest in soiled vestments. Next to him hangs a long, thick rope that stretches up into the bell tower.

https://i.imgur.com/741kskH.jpeg
Jul 9, 2024 1:15 pm
As someone who is well acquainted with religion, is momentarily struck with a horrified awe at the state of the church. To let a holy place get to this state... it's indescribable to her. Eyes shifting to the reverend at the end of the room, taking in his soiled state, she decides to take this from a calm approach instead of scolding the man for letting the church and himself get to this state. Approaching the man behind the alter, she speaks out softly, "Excuse me, Father, what has happened here? Are you well?"
Jul 9, 2024 3:03 pm
Father Donavich does not flinch or move from his kneeling position. He seems lost in his own thoughts and prayers.
As you approuch you her his prayer that is a desperate and fervent murmur, a constant stream of words that barely pause for breath. His voice, hoarse and weak from endless repetition, wavers with a mix of hope and despair. The words spill out in a ragged whisper, barely above a breath, as if he fears the silence more than the sound of his own pleading.

"O merciful gods, hear my cry... Spare my son from this curse... Show me the way... Grant me the strength... Guide me to the light... Save Doru from this darkness... Deliver us from this torment... Let your grace shine upon us... Bring peace to his soul... Do not forsake us in our hour of need... O gods, I beg of you... Do not let him suffer... Show me the path to salvation... I will do anything... Just save my son..."

Each phrase is laced with a mix of desperation and determination, the words almost tripping over each other in their urgency. His hands, clasped tightly in front of him, shake with the intensity of his plea.
Jul 10, 2024 4:05 am
Placing her hand carefully and gently on his shoulder, Alyria gives a soft squeeze of comfort. "I will do what I can to help your son, but I need your help to do so. I need to know everything you can tell me about what happened to him and I need you to come away and get clean."
Jul 10, 2024 8:17 am
The fairy pockets her climbing gear with a nonplussed shrug, still not entirely sure why she continues to carry such equipment. "Suit yourselves!" she beams at Dr. Crow and Jerinvar. Glancing over her shoulder as Alyria creates an opening, the little rogue smiles and gestures to the bipedal men, "Behold! A path!"

Briar giggles and launches after her paladin friend, pace slowing as she crosses the threshold into a broken place that once held hope. "Oh," she meekly squeaks before falling silent.
OOC:
Whereabouts is the window we would be entering from?
Jul 10, 2024 1:37 pm
Jorah will clamber unceremoniously through the opening Alyria created, and immediately take in the scene before them as he moves into the church.

"Huh."

Jorah will attempt to find a pew that isn't broken and right it, providing somewhere to sit. Which he does.
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Jul 10, 2024 3:43 pm
Kneeling down next to holy man, Dr Crow, gently offers him some water. His movements are careful and deliberate, showing his deep compassion and understanding of the man’s suffering. Dr. Crow’s experience with the destitute shines through as he tends to the man’s needs with unwavering empathy.

"Perhaps we can help."
Jul 10, 2024 9:25 pm
Father Donavich's response is a mix of gratitude, desperation, and denial. His eyes, bloodshot and filled with tears, flicker with a glimmer of hope as he looks at Alyria and Dr. Crow. His voice, hoarse from countless hours of prayer, trembles as he speaks.
He looks at the offered water from Dr. Crow with a mixture of gratitude and desperation, taking it with trembling hands. He drinks deeply, his parched throat grateful for the relief.
"Thank you... thank you for your kindness," he begins, his voice cracking.

Jorah discovers, to his dismay, that all pews are fully ruined. They could be repaired but it would take some knowledge, time, and supplies.
OOC:
You came in from this window.https://i.imgur.com/j7DyViB.jpeg
OOC:
Can I get a persuasion check from anyone talking to Father Donavich and a Perception check from everyone else.
Jul 10, 2024 9:34 pm
Being Persuasive

Rolls

Dr. Crow: Persuasion - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Jul 10, 2024 11:40 pm
Unable to find a single pew that isn't ruined, Jorah looks around dismayed.

Rolls

Perception (WIS) - (2d20L1+5)

(192) + 5 = 7

Jul 11, 2024 2:07 am
OOC:
One check

Rolls

Persuasion - (1d20+5)

(17) + 5 = 22

Jul 11, 2024 2:26 am
Perception

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(15) + 4 = 19

Jul 11, 2024 5:46 am
As the group ventures towards the holy man, Briar cuts across the room in a straight line from where they had entered. She reaches the center of the space and turns to take in as much of the remaining room as possible. She notes where the room is enclosed in a hallway to the front door, but keeps her distance from that section for the moment as she assess the current information.
OOC:
She sneezes because DUST and can’t see shit
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Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(6) + 2 = 8

Jul 11, 2024 2:55 pm
Father Donavich takes a few sips of water, coughs and clears his throat.
"Perhaps the Morninglord sent you to assist I have prayed for his aid for months on inn." Still kneeling he sighs. "What do you wish to know?"
Hearing the sneeze from the fairy The looks around and notices the whole group that is in his chapel...


Jul 11, 2024 4:30 pm
"The Gods do work in mysterious ways." Says Dr. Crow "The circumstances behind our arrival in your town was very odd, almost fated. Now meeting you, I can’t help to think the Morninglord may have had a hand in it all."

"Father, the Kolyana family is seeking closure, and a blessing only you can give. I am sure the Morninglord would be happy to receive one more. Please if you can help with this, I am sure, Morninglord willing, we can find a way to repay you in kind"

Dr. Crow laying it on thick…
Jul 12, 2024 1:23 am
Upon realizing her sneeze had drawn attention, Briar issues a quick "Pardon me!" and flits towards the discussion at hand. "Who is the Morninglord?" She looks quizzically between the conversationalists and leans an aside to Alyria, "That wasn’t the guy at the merchant campfire, was it?"
OOC:
Briar knows next to nothing about deities and is unashamed about it. She’s also not great with names.
Jul 13, 2024 2:49 am
Barely suppressing a snort, she turns her face away so the Father can’t see the smile that she couldn’t hide at her friend’s question. While she’d never poke fun at her for it, Briar’s innocence amuses her greatly at times. Regaining her composure, she moves her hair out of the way to free a shoulder in case she wants to perch on it while they converse.
Jul 15, 2024 2:23 pm
Jerinvar, perhaps more bluntly than was necessary, postulates aloud to his allies:

"We came to see a Father who is also a father who is in search of his son and is distraught over his absence to the point of not leaving the church, so deeply in prayer has he been. While, at the same time, there is 'someone' or 'something' beneath the floor of this church, calling out to his 'Father'.

One might assume it is this holy man he refers to, or perhaps it is this man, but not the divine 'him', but rather the 'mortal', 'paternal' him.

I'm beginning to think he refuses to leave the church because it is his very son who is beneath us who has become something more than his son. Is it possible that what his son has become, he fears is beyond his god to fix, and thus laments from within the church, his hands tied and his heart shattered?"
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Jul 18, 2024 9:31 pm
Father Donavich's eyes widen in shock as Jerinvar's words cut through the air, blunt and direct. His face pales, and he visibly trembles, gripping the edge of the altar for support. Tears well up in his eyes as the painful truth he has been trying to avoid is laid bare before him.

"You... you speak the truth," he stammers, his voice breaking. "My son, Doru, is beneath us. He is... he was turned into a monster during the Castle raid. I trapped him in the undercroft to protect the village, to protect everyone. But he is still my son. My dear, sweet boy..."

His voice trails off as he chokes back a sob. "I have prayed day and night, hoping the gods would show me a way to save him. But they have been silent. And I... I am afraid. Afraid that there is no redemption for him. Afraid that my prayers have been in vain."

He collapses to his knees, tears streaming down his face. "I cannot bring myself to destroy him, but I cannot free him either. He calls out to me, begging for food but nothing I have tried as calmed his insatiable hunger. And I am torn between my duty to the village and my love for my son. Please, I beg you, if there is anything you can do to save him, help me. I am at my wits' end, and I fear I cannot hold on much longer."

Father Donavich's plea hangs in the air, filled with the weight of his despair and the faint glimmer of hope that perhaps, just perhaps, there is a way to save his son.
Jul 19, 2024 12:36 pm
Dr. Crow raises a surprised eyebrow, and places a hand Father Donaviches shoulder "Let me see your son. Before there can be any hope of a cure we must first understand his affliction"
Jul 22, 2024 1:48 pm
At the doctor's request to see the son, Jerinvar pulled his bow from his shoulder and nocked an arrow to the string. He does not think this a good idea, but also doesn't really know what would be a good idea given the circumstances of the situation.
Jul 22, 2024 2:52 pm
Father motions to a door down the hall in the church.
"The door is in there. Covered with boxes. I can not bear to see him."
Jul 22, 2024 3:05 pm
"...And he is restrained?" Asks Dr. Crow.
Jul 22, 2024 3:06 pm
With a yawn, Jorah will follow along.
Jul 22, 2024 3:54 pm
"He was... I don't know... I have not seen him in weeks..."
Jul 22, 2024 4:44 pm
Without further delay Dr Crow Procedes....
Jul 22, 2024 10:23 pm
Time and neglect have leaked water in of this moldy room, which contains a few gnawed on animal bones amid puddles of water. In one corner, set into the floor, is a stack of crates on top of a heavy wooden trapdoor held shut with a chain and a padlock.


https://i.imgur.com/E8Viu32.png
Jul 23, 2024 12:53 am
Dr. Crow look’s around for a key. If he doesn’t find one he inquires asks Father Donavich for it.
Jul 23, 2024 3:45 am
As Dr. Crow looks for a key, Briar investigates the egress for potential threats beyond the lock. If none are found, she will examine the lock itself to see if it is within her capabilities to unlock should no key be provided.
OOC:
Checking for traps, then I’ll try to pick it if the Father doesn’t have it anymore. Forgive me, I always forget. Investigation or perception for trap examination?
Jul 23, 2024 12:27 pm
As his companions search for a key, Jerinvar pulls out his trusty set of lock picks (from his set of thieves tools) and attempts to unlock the door.

Rolls

pick locks with thieves tools - (1d20+6)

(6) + 6 = 12

Jul 23, 2024 12:51 pm
Father Donavich explains that he threw away the key to resist the temptation of opening the door...

Trying to Pick the old iron padlock you can't seem to get the angle because there is a stack of crates on top...
OOC:
Perception to Look for Traps. Investigation to figure out how said traps work.
Jul 23, 2024 1:48 pm
"It is not unusual for transformational afflictions to lead to madness, or unnatural cravings. We need to cautious and have a plan to subdue Doru if he becomes uncontrollable. I know it sounds strange but would any of you by any chance have some manacles? If not rope will do. All this assuming of course we can hold him long enough to apply restraints."
Jul 23, 2024 1:51 pm
"We could try to knock him out, rather than kill him. He'd be a lot easier to restrain if he wasn't conscious?"
OOC:
Jerinvar is suggesting we attack him with nonlethal attacks.
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Jul 23, 2024 2:03 pm
Jorah will begin moving crates off the locked hatch.
Jul 23, 2024 2:53 pm
"I was thinking more like piling atop him (Grapple) until he can be properly subdued. That is how my assistants would handle aggressive patients."
Jul 23, 2024 3:07 pm
After a few moments Jonah has all the boxes moved off of the trap door.
Wrapped around the door is an old chain with a rusty old padlock on it.
Jul 23, 2024 4:26 pm
"I don't want to grab him if he's bite-y or heabutt-y," Jorah says with a shrug. "Does anyone know the sleep spell? That seems like a good option, but not in my repertoire."
Jul 23, 2024 4:55 pm
"I might be able to stop him" Says Dr. Crow hesitantly, "but even so it will be for but a moment. Maybe long enough if we are prepared."
Jul 24, 2024 4:04 am
As the taller party members discuss tactics and shift boxes, Briar examines the lock.

Rolls

Briar: Perception - (1d20+2)

(14) + 2 = 16

Briar: Investigation - (1d20+4)

(2) + 4 = 6

Briar: Dex - Check for Thieve’s Tools - (1d20+3+2)

(7) + 5 = 12

Jul 24, 2024 4:19 pm
Dr. Crow waits patiently but comments on on the searching "Pretty sure you will be okay, I dont think Father Danovich is the trap setting type."
Jul 24, 2024 5:11 pm
The padlock unlocks with a clack. The chain that is wrapped around the trapped door is able to be removed...
Jul 24, 2024 6:35 pm
OOC:
@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina,@MaJunior,@Basil,@Sardis
I am going to be leaving on a Vacation. I will be back on Monday.
I need everyone to Roll Initiative Please.
We will start the fight when I am back.
Jul 24, 2024 6:40 pm
Init to winit!

Rolls

Dr. Crow: Initiative - (1d20+2)

(18) + 2 = 20

Jul 24, 2024 9:53 pm
OOC:
Initiative!

EDIT: Forgot that Initiative is an ability check, and thus should be at disadvantage.
Last edited July 24, 2024 10:05 pm

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20)

(17) = 17

Initiative (Disadvantage) - (1d20)

(14) = 14

Jul 24, 2024 11:25 pm
In response to Dr. Crow, Briar continues her work and merely states, "You would be wary too if you’d been in that house…"

Rolls

Briar: Initiative - (1d20+3)

(15) + 3 = 18

Jul 29, 2024 1:32 pm
OOC:
Initiative
@Smiley Hope you had a great vacation!! (where did you go?)

Rolls

initiative check - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

Jul 29, 2024 2:44 pm
OOC:
Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18

@Sardis You are up first.
The trapdoor still has a heavy chain on it that needs to be removed to open it.
You currently do not see the Son. He is still below.

What would you like to do?
You are all in the circled red room.
https://i.imgur.com/MMpziar.jpeg

Rolls

Init - (1d20+3)

(17) + 3 = 20

Jul 29, 2024 3:27 pm
OOC:
Will opening the trapdoor affect the initiative? When/If we are required to act?
Jul 29, 2024 3:35 pm
OOC:
Is there a lock on the chain?
Jul 29, 2024 3:43 pm
Smiley says:
The padlock unlocks with a clack. The chain that is wrapped around the trapped door is able to be removed...
Jul 29, 2024 3:48 pm
Jerinvar removes the chain from the trap door.
Jul 29, 2024 3:58 pm
Basil says:
OOC:
Will opening the trapdoor affect the initiative? When/If we are required to act?
OOC:
You will have to wait to see.

@Sardis Do you want to do anything else? Removing the chain and (If you wish) opening the door is just an item action.
Jul 29, 2024 3:59 pm
Jerinvar removes the chain and opens the trapdoor, stepping back after it is open in case something 'unpleasant' is on the other side.
Jul 29, 2024 4:10 pm
"Keep that chain and lock nearby" adds Dr. Crow, "We may need it."
Jul 29, 2024 5:38 pm
https://i.imgur.com/Zjotfze.png
As soon as the trap door opens, a tragic figure springs out with terrifying strength and speed. Mid-leap, he flips and lands upside down on the ceiling, his dagger-like fingers digging into the wood as he snarls at the party. Crawling towards the storage room door, the group gets a good look at him: once a vibrant youth, now an emaciated form with ashen gray skin, hollow cheeks, and dull, predatory red eyes. His disheveled hair and tattered clothes reflect his fallen state.

The son scrambles across the walls of the old church. "Father!! I AM HUNGRY!!" he yells, launching himself off the wall and rushing his father. Grabbing the old man by the neck, he lifts him off the ground, desperation and rage twisting his face into a horrific mask.


https://i.imgur.com/8gncIGp.jpeg
OOC:
@Basil The son has left the room and is in the main church (Red Dot is Son Green Dot is Father)
Jul 29, 2024 6:19 pm
Dr. Crow follows, but not too closely stopping outside the door but leaving enough room for the others to pursue. his speed was surprising and his hopes of a quick subdual dashed. The Crow Dr. is left with a sinking feeling that there will not be enough time (in this round!) to both close the distance and restrain him.

Dr. Crow instead dons one of his many faces in hopes of confusing the son…and perhaps draw his attention elsewhere.

Dr. Crow takes the form of Father Danovich, covered in blood his hands outstretched and inviting….his voice pleading...

"Food!"
[ +- ] Mask of Many Faces
Last edited July 29, 2024 6:22 pm
Jul 30, 2024 4:44 pm
The Son ignore Dr. Crow since he knows he has the correct target already...
OOC:
@MaJunior You are up!!
OOC:
Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18
Jul 30, 2024 5:12 pm
Jorah shakes his head and hustles after the escaped son, coming up alongside him before trying to smack him away from the priest.
OOC:
Movement to a square one to the left of the son, attempting to use Booming Blade to hit him to the right.

Rolls

Attack - Booming Blade - (2d20L1+5)

(202) + 5 = 7

Damage (Bludgeoning) - (1d6+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

Booming Damage - (1d8)

(8) = 8

Jul 31, 2024 4:09 am
The son, in a blink of an eye, moves just a hair out of the way from Jorah's blow... He snarls and holds his father up "ARE THESE MY FOOD FATHER? HAVE YOU BROUGHT THEM TO ME?" He growls.
Father Danovich is speechless. Perhap from Fright, confusion, or something else...
OOC:
@Redamancy You are up!


Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18
Jul 31, 2024 5:14 am
The fairy gives a startled shout and unleashes a bolt at the ravaged man. "I’m sorry!" she yells to both the father and son
OOC:
Staying at the edge of my range

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Attack - (1d20+5)

(12) + 5 = 17

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) - Damage - (1d6+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Briar: Sneak Attack - (2d6)

(15) = 6

Jul 31, 2024 1:39 pm
The Bolt sticks deep into the sons back. He screams out in pain and starts shaking his father.
OOC:
@Sardis You are up!
Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18
Jul 31, 2024 3:56 pm
Seeing that Jorah had already engaged the son in melee combat and wasn't fairing well (likely due to the exhaustion the man had been experiencing since their encounter with the mist), Jerivar decided to provide the man some ranged support. The elf puts arrow to bow string, draws it back, takes aim, and then lets it fly. Before he'd let his shot lose, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Briar too was providing the man some much need assistance. He was relieved to see that his new allies had their wits about them and knew how to defend an ally.
OOC:
Hits AC 19 for 16 damage
Movement: any needed to come within 80' of the son.
Action: fire arrow at the son with advantage + elven accuracy (damage = 3d6+4 due to +2d6 sneak attack damage)
Last edited July 31, 2024 3:57 pm

Rolls

Ranged Attack Roll - (1d20+6)

(12) + 6 = 18

Ranged Attack (Advantage) - (1d20+6)

(1) + 6 = 7

Ranged Attack (Elven Accuracy) - (1d20+6)

(13) + 6 = 19

Arrow Damage if it hits. - (1d6+4)

(6) + 4 = 10

extra sneak attack damage if arrow hits. - (2d6)

(51) = 6

Jul 31, 2024 3:59 pm
OOC: just saw your chat post...no advantage...so hits AC 18 for 16 damage.
Aug 1, 2024 1:13 pm
The son screams in pain, his body shaking with anger. His mouth stretches wide, elongating as razor-sharp teeth protrude ominously. He moves to bite down into his father's neck, but just as the teeth puncture the skin, he halts. His ears twitch as if catching a distant sound.

With monstrous strength, he hurls his father aside, sending the old man crashing into the broken pews. The sickening crack of bones echoes through the church as the father goes still.

The son rips the bolt and arrow out of his back, and the group watches in horrified fascination as the wounds quickly stitch themselves back up, leaving no trace of injury. Dropping to all fours, he gallops down the hallway towards the church's exit, his movements a blur of predatory grace and raw power
OOC:
https://i.imgur.com/nho7rcq.jpeg

@MaJunior You would get an Attack of Opportunity.
@Basil I think you would get an Attack of Opportunity also.
@Redamancy,@Sardis I do not know where your characters would be in the church but you may take one also if you think you would be in the straight path to the exit.

Aug 1, 2024 1:25 pm
OOC:
Giving it a shot.

If I hit, I'll still knock him five feet to the side.
Last edited August 1, 2024 1:26 pm

Rolls

Attack (Mace) - (1d20+5)

(11) + 5 = 16

Damage (Bludgeoning) - (1d6+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Disadvantage - (1d20+5)

(13) + 5 = 18

Aug 1, 2024 2:46 pm
Dr. Crow forgoes his attack and instead Hexes the Son, giving him disadvantage on Con saves, and then attempt to blind him with a word...
[ +- ] Hex
[ +- ] Blindness/Deafness Con DC 13
Aug 1, 2024 3:00 pm
OOC:
@Basil Few things.
If you Cast a Bonus Action Spell you can only cast a Cantrip afterwards not a Leveled one like Blindness/Deafness.
It goes the opposite way also. You can't Cast an Level Spell and then a Bonus Action Spell Afterwards.
Hex only Effects Checks not Saves.
[ +- ] Spell Rule
[ +- ] Hex
Aug 1, 2024 3:04 pm
Smiley says:
OOC:
@Basil Few things.
If you Cast a Bonus Action Spell you can only cast a Cantrip afterwards not a Leveled one like Blindness/Deafness.
It goes the opposite way also. You can't Cast an Level Spell and then a Bonus Action Spell Afterwards.
Hex only Effects Checks not Saves.
[ +- ] Spell Rule
[ +- ] Hex
Ohhh Drat! Live and learn... ill change up then, No Hex, Just blindness :)
Aug 1, 2024 6:40 pm
A black thick goo covers the sons eyes... He panics and slams into the chuches door.
OOC:
@MaJunior You will be up. The son is blinded and trying to flee. Father Danovich was thrown to the and is currently unconscious and wounded.

I might have to rearrange attacks if Sardis or Briar Take the attack of Opportunity
Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18

Rolls

Con Save DC13 - (1d20+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Aug 2, 2024 12:26 am
OOC:
Briar would be near the front door since she barely left the room with the trap door as this encounter started.

Rolls

Briar: Rapier - Attack - (1d20+3)

(10) + 3 = 13

Briar: Rapier - Damage - (1d8+1)

(7) + 1 = 8

Aug 2, 2024 12:37 am
OOC:
Dont forget advantage, he’s blinded
Aug 2, 2024 1:17 am
OOC:
Your spell would happen after her Attack of Opportunity.
It would be a straight roll still

The timing of actions would be.
Son throws father.
Runs to door.
Jorah swings and hits him with Attack of Opportunity[
Briar swings and misses with attack of Opportunity
Jerinvar ???
Dr. Crow doesn't Attack as son runs by
Dr. Crow cast spell to blind son.
Jorah's turn.
Aug 2, 2024 3:39 am
Jorah will try to keep the boy from going anywhere.
OOC:
Disadvantage from Exhaustion, Advantage from the kid being blind -- straight roll for Booming Blade. If it hits, Crusher to move him 5 feet.

Edit: Nevermind.
Last edited August 2, 2024 3:39 am

Rolls

Attack (Booming Blade) - (1d20+5)

(3) + 5 = 8

Damage (Bludgeoning) - (1d6+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Booming Damage - (1d8)

(6) = 6

Aug 2, 2024 10:17 pm
Blinded by the spell The son is just able to duck away from Jorah's blow.
OOC:
@Redamancy You are up!


Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18
Aug 3, 2024 1:45 am
Backing away from the door where the son flails blindly, Briar unleashes another bolt as the space between her and the unfortunate creature widens.

Rolls

Briar: Crossbow (Hand) (advantage) - Attack - (2d20H1+5)

(134) + 5 = 18

Briar: Sneak Attack - (2d6)

(55) = 10

Aug 5, 2024 9:01 pm
The arrow sinks in the Son's Back... He flinches in pain.
OOC:
@Sardis You are up.

Sorry about the delay. It was a rough week last week.
Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18
Aug 5, 2024 11:27 pm
Jerinvar sent an arrow off at the feral man to accompany the crossbow bolt Briar had just landed.

He will follow the son while retaining a good 15-20' distance from him.
Last edited August 5, 2024 11:30 pm

Rolls

Shortbow attack - (3d20h1+6)

(16116) + 6 = 22

Arrow damage - (1d6+4)

(4) + 4 = 8

Aug 5, 2024 11:28 pm
OOC:
forgot to add sneak attack damage

Rolls

Sneak attack damage - (2d6)

(32) = 5

Aug 8, 2024 4:34 pm
The arrows and bolts pop out of the son's skin as his body quickly heals from the wounds.
The son charges into the Church's old double doors, slamming them open.
Flumbing blind outside he run straight into a large fearsome creature, a horse unlike any you've seen before. Its sleek, black coat seems to absorb the light, providing a stark contrast to the roaring flames that dance along its mane, tail, and hooves. As it rears up on its hind legs, the fire flares brighter, casting eerie shadows across the ground. The flames lick and flicker with a life of their own, as if the very essence of fire courses through this beast's veins. Its eyes burn with a fierce, fiery glow, an intense, almost sentient heat that radiates pure power and fury.
https://i.imgur.com/PjW9i8b.jpeg
OOC:
@MaJunior You can get an attack of opportunity on the Son if you wish.
@Basil You are up
Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20

Jorah 14
Briar 18

Rolls

Con Save for Blind DC13 - (1d20+3)

(10) + 3 = 13

Aug 8, 2024 6:36 pm
Frustrated that no one has tried to restrain the Son, Dr Crow finds little recourse and simply lets loose a blast of eldritch energy..
OOC:
Not sure why the to hit rolled twice... just take the first roll.
Last edited August 8, 2024 6:37 pm

Rolls

Dr. Crow: Eldritch Blast to hit - (1d20+5)

(17) + 5 = 22

Dr. Crow: Eldritch Blast to hit - (1d20+5)

(20) + 5 = 25

Dr. Crow: Eldritch Blast damage - (1d10)

(9) = 9

Aug 8, 2024 9:43 pm
OOC:
AoO

Rolls

Attack (Mace) - (1d20+5)

(7) + 5 = 12

Damage (Bludgeoning) - (1d6+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Aug 12, 2024 11:13 pm
Dr. Crow's magical blast smacks the son in the back shoulder. This attack apppears to have turn a lot more then the others so far.

Jorah's swings at the fleeing son but the blow goes wide.
OOC:
@Redamancy,@MaJunior,@Sardis You may each take your turns.
The son is right next to a flaming horse.

Sorry about the delay. Life has me distracted.


Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18
Aug 12, 2024 11:25 pm
Jorah drops his mace and pulls his sling, moving forward to close the gap.
OOC:
Readied Action: Attack with the sling.
Trigger: Once the boy mounts the horse and the horse begins to ride off.

If it hits, use the Crusher feat to move the boy 5 feet -- forcing him off the horse.

Rolls

Attack (Sling) - (2d20L1+2)

(516) + 2 = 7

Damage (Bludgeoning) - (1d4)

(1) = 1

Aug 13, 2024 1:34 am
In an effort to help her friends in putting this chase to an end, Briar reaches out towards the fleeing son and flaming horse and mutters some few words. A burst of absinthe green sparks erupts in the air above the pair, raining down in bioluminescent spores around the two targets. Spell released, she darts out of the building to keep eyes upon their quarry as best she can.
OOC:
Action: DC 12 Dex save from pony and pony boy to avoid Faerie Fire.
Bonus action: dash out and fly up a bit to keep eyes on the terrain and figure out which way they run if they don’t get stopped
[ +- ] Fairy Magic
Aug 13, 2024 2:12 pm
The horse and Son seem to repel the magical dust floating down on them...
OOC:
@Sardis You are up!


Init Order
Sardis 22
Son 20
Dr Crow 20
Jorah 14
Briar 18

Rolls

Son Dex SAve - (1d20+6)

(18) + 6 = 24

Horse Dex Save - (1d20+2)

(11) + 2 = 13

Aug 13, 2024 9:15 pm
Certain that he didn't stand a chance in combat with a "monster" that had so easily shrugged of the amount of damage he and his allies had already delivered, Jerinvar opted to take a more defensive position, designed to ensure his own safety over stopping the feral beast that was now before them.
Aug 14, 2024 9:57 pm
The son sprints towards the fiery horse, his hand outstretched. As his fingers graze the creature's scorching flank, Jorah releases a stone from his sling, but it whizzes harmlessly over their heads. In an instant, the horse erupts in a fiery blaze, enveloping the son in flames. With a thunderous crack, both vanish into thin air, leaving behind nothing but the acrid scent of sulfur and a small pile of smoldering ash. The air sizzles where they once stood, the remnants of their presence fading like a dying ember
OOC:
@Khulod,@Redamancy,@Kilikina,@MaJunior,@Basil,@Sardis You are out of combat.
Aug 14, 2024 11:40 pm
"That went well," Jorah quips, then rushes to the downed priest to see if he's alive.
OOC:
If he is still alive, Jorah will cast Cure Wounds.

Rolls

Cure Wounds - (1d8+3)

(7) + 3 = 10

Aug 14, 2024 11:53 pm
Dr Crow examines the dust….remains of the son?

Rolls

Dr. Crow: Medicine - (1d20+3)

(5) + 3 = 8

Aug 15, 2024 1:21 am
Utterly flabbergasted, Briar stands stunned in a silence most unlike her. Mouth agape, she watches as Dr. Crow examines the recently vacated space with wide unblinking eyes. Slowly, she turns her head to see Jorah tending to the older man. Gradually, her attention travels to the rest of her companions while her expression remains stoic.

Finally, she returns her attention in the direction of Dr. Crow and the pile of ash. "What is this place!?" She cries out in desperate fear, dropping to her knees in an exaggerated and dramatic swoon. "My poor little heart," she mumbles.
Aug 17, 2024 4:16 pm
The ashes could be human but it is really hard to tell given the circumstances...

Father Donavich wakes with a jump. He coughs up some blood and looks around. "What...What happened. Where is my BOY!!!" He sputters out.
Aug 18, 2024 5:09 am
Jorah just shakes his head and looks to the good Doctor.
Aug 27, 2024 5:05 pm
"I thought we lost you there for a second" Says Crow looking over the priest "Your son it seems is under the influence of a dark and corrupting compulsion. In his madness he was taken by a steed of fire and power. I know not where."

"There is still hope that the compulsion can be broken, his free will restored. I fear however without powerful magics or divine intervention his physical condition is permanent."

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