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Mar 6, 2025 7:50 am
Merkari nods to Wemut. "Aye, let's go."

She heads into the kitchen and breathes in deeply, seemingly unfazed by the horrid stench. "Ah. Smells like my parents' home cooking!" she giggles.
Last edited March 6, 2025 7:51 am

Rolls

Presence - (1d20+2)

(17) + 2 = 19

Mar 6, 2025 8:32 am
OOC:
Don't forget to mark off used omens and lost HP on your character sheet if you haven't done so yet.
Wemut

You have no issue getting to the kitchen since the gang is now preoccupied with other things. Please also give me a presence test like the others.
Everyone

The sound of vomit splatter doesn't make the situation much better for most of you. As some of it is sprayed down into the 'shit hole', those with keen hearing notice that the pit appears to be quite deep and has water, or at least liquid, at the bottom of it. This is unusual since only the big cities have a sewer system.

CRUNCH
Behind you in the other room, one of the cannoneer's arms comes down on the middle of the tavern like a ton of bricks. Screams of surprise and pain hit your ears as some of Karg's crew are crushed under the weight of the tavern and the golem. Wemut catches just a glimpse of this destruction on her way to the kitchen. About a third of the tavern's interior is destroyed, separating you 5 from Karg's crew and the door.

More crunching and creaking sounds are heard as the golem raises its arm again. On the other side of the debris that used to be a part of the tavern you can hear Karg and his crew panicking. It seems you're locked up in this kitchen and probably about to get crushed.

What do you do?
Mar 6, 2025 11:23 am
Presence roll

Rolls

Presence - (1d20+1)

(11) + 1 = 12

Mar 6, 2025 1:44 pm
"The Tavern keep wouldn't have gone down the shitter unless it's a way out." Wiping his mouth on his sleeve, he spits and starts climbing down the hole.
Mar 6, 2025 2:30 pm
OOC:
For climbing down the hole, give me a DR 6 roll with whatever stat you find applies to your approach.
[ +- ] DR according to the book
Mar 6, 2025 4:30 pm
Well, this wasn't the worst thing he experienced today, but coming pretty close. Keftar steps away from the curtain as Wemut and Merkari make their way through. The loud cracking and cries makes it very clear that running away is the better choice. He tries to keep his recent meal down as he holds his nose and wiggles down the hole, holding onto the burning log all the while. That's sure to make this whole mess smell better...
OOC:
Aw man, can I use an omen to reduce DR by 4 then?
Last edited March 6, 2025 5:03 pm

Rolls

Presence - (1d20+0)

(5) = 5

Mar 6, 2025 6:11 pm
OOC:
Agility is my main stat. Seems relevant.
OOC:
Barely.
Last edited March 6, 2025 6:11 pm

Rolls

Agility - Down the hole. - (d20+1)

(5) + 1 = 6

Mar 6, 2025 6:20 pm
OOC:
quilltid says:

Aw man, can I use an omen to reduce DR by 4 then?
If you still have omens left, yes you can! Or people will laugh at you according to the rules 😂
Mar 6, 2025 8:41 pm
Jotna wipes her chin as the building starts to come apart around her. She decides to brute force it, simply throwing herself down the hole as hard as she can!

Rolls

Strength DC 6 - (1d20+2)

(18) + 2 = 20

Mar 7, 2025 1:17 am
Wemut releases a high-pitched shriek as she darts toward the kitchen, her elegant composure temporarily abandoned. She clutches the prince's skull protectively against her chest as the sound of destruction erupts behind her.

"Not the hair! Not the hair!" she cries.

As she reaches the other side, a wave of putrid stench assaults her nostrils. Her body convulses in a violent retch, but she manages to swallow back the rising bile, pressing one delicate hand against her mouth.

"By the sacred mushrooms..." She composes herself with remarkable speed, straightening her posture, as she looks at her companions. "You're lucky I spend my days inhaling the vapors of rotting nightshade and fermented toad secretions, or I'd be adding to this... magnificent bouquet."
OOC:
Something tells me the owner didn’t escape through the latrine. Is it possible to look for a secret exit?
Last edited March 7, 2025 1:18 am
Mar 7, 2025 7:49 am
OOC:
@ogion Yes, you can definitely look for one. However, with the impending demolition of the tavern it will be a difficult roll since you're strapped for time. Pressence DR 14
Mar 7, 2025 10:48 am
OOC:
ogion, if you succeed on the roll, please also roll 2D6.
Mar 7, 2025 11:24 am
Presence Roll
OOC:
Okay, let's go through the crap hole, then XD
Last edited March 7, 2025 11:31 am

Rolls

Presence - (1d20+1)

(5) + 1 = 6

Mar 7, 2025 11:36 am
"Well, this is a shitty plan," Merkari remarks. She shrugs, giggles, and then does her best to clamber down the latrine after the others.

Rolls

Strength - (1d20-1)

(18) - 1 = 17

Mar 7, 2025 1:41 pm
Going last, Keftar really should have just left the unwieldy burning log at the inn. Won't it go out with all that water down there after all?
OOC:
Will go ahead and use the omen to push down DR so he doesn't get squished. Down to 2.
Mar 7, 2025 2:29 pm
OOC:
@quilltid I'll say it's 50/50 for the log to keep burning. Go ahead and roll a d100. On a 51 or more it's still burning. Either way, you can describe what happens to it.

ogion, I think you still need to roll for the descent into the hole.
Mar 8, 2025 12:44 am
Agility Check
OOC:
At last! One decent roll XD
Last edited March 8, 2025 12:45 am

Rolls

Agility - (1d20+0)

(17) = 17

Mar 8, 2025 3:29 am
As Keftar splashes in the liquid below, hoping this is really just water, he swings around his log to check on it.

Sadly, the activity and the descent and the liquid combined end up putting out the smoldering embers of the log. He frowns and spurts a few curses at the loss of his fiery friend and lack of light, but he will keep the log regardless. At least the smoky smell gives him some sort of comfort.
Last edited March 8, 2025 3:31 am

Rolls

What happened to the fiery log? - (1d100)

(15) = 15

Mar 8, 2025 6:01 am
One by one you make your way through the crapper. It appears to be quite a deep hole that requires some wiggling and climbing to get all the way through. After a minute or two your feet are no longer supported and you fall the rest of the way down into a ankle-deep puddle of stinking water. The muddy wet ground, the other party members or other squishy material you're better off not thinking about, cushion your fall.
OOC:
The better your role was for the climb down, the cleaner you have managed to keep yourself.
It's dark down here, only a sliver of light falls down through the hole you came from. As your eyes adjust you can see that you're in a dead end of an underground cavern just about high enough to stand upright. There seems to be only one way to go. Seconds after, the light is extinguished when with a loud bang as the rest of the tavern is demolished above you. You are plunged into complete darkness.

Did something just move against your foot in the water?

What do you do?
Mar 8, 2025 2:11 pm
"Alive in a hole, seems to by my lot." Turning his head around from side to side, as if he can see anything. "Anyone pack for a cave, even a candle maybe?"
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