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Title: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 10:10:55 AM
--Session 1--

Levinath (GM): In the city of Neverwinter, five ADVENTURERS! approach the castle gates. The massive portcullis is raised half way, the thick iron is well worn, and oranged with age. Groups of Flaming Fist soldiers march in formation drilling while others fight in the courtyard. A Greycloak at the gate greets each of you and validates your identity before admitting you into the courtyard and directing you to a small commander's quarters across the yard. As everyone enters the room, you see a large table filling the majority of the room, there is a second door closed across the area. Eight chairs are set around the table, the wood is worn and chipped everywhere. Many battles and defenses planned and executed from here. A small plate of dried meats, cheeses, and some fruit (including apples) rests at the center along with a pitcher of both water and one of wine. You are free to act.

Hjalkohm: Munches meatCrumbs in beard

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arrives a few minutes earlier than summoned, and waits on her feet, near the middle of the room.
"Master Hjalkohm," she greets the dwarf. "Nice to see you again."

Hjalkohm: Aye and you Ms. Westra.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina skips into the room. "Hello fellow adventurers!" She exclaims as she grabs 4 apples and shoves them into her pack. She takes a bite out of a 5th and hands one to Rufus.

Wolfe: Wolfe had retrieved his gear by going home and also went about filling his flask at a bar before he continued in the most meandering way he could to reach Castle Never. While he'd been here before, it hadn't been during daylight and he lifts a thick, green hand to cover his eyes.
He arrives as late as he figures he could get away with. Walking into the room, he finds the closest chair to the door, loudly pulls it out by dragging the legs across the stone floor, sits down and starts digging into the food.

Rufus: "Ruff!" chomp

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe is used to the fuzz checking him for his papers, asking him if he's who he says he is. He waits for them to make themselves feel better with thoughts that they can actually contain him, then heads inside. He immediately helps himself to a bit of fruit and cheese, followed by some water.
He sees the Gnome once more. "Good evening, Miss Tealeaf."
"Or day. It's one of those, I suppose."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow at the very exuberantsmall person and her animal. "Greetings..." she said, uncertainly.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe finds a chair and sits down. No sense in being uncomfortable while eating.

Wolfe: Seeing that there's wine, Wolfe reaches over and grabs the whole bottle. He uncorks it with his pointed teeth, spitting the cork out towards the head of the table, and begins to drink from the bottle directly without looking at the others.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe is suddenly glad that he didn't want any wine.

Westra Goldbrook: As the others showed, Westra began to get the distinct impression that she was given the wrong meeting place.

Tealina Tealeaf: Grinning at Raithe, "See, who BUYS apples?" Tealina pulls up a chair next to the person closest to her size. "That's quite a beard you have there! I bet you keep all kinds of things in it!"

Hjalkohm: Approaches Rufus, "What a creature this is! I bet you can keep lots of this in his fur as well"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Most people buy apples, Lady Tealeaf. You, on the other hand, seem inordinately lucky." Raithe teased.
He saw the paladin and wondered if she was here to arrest someone.
Because paladins arrest people and preach to them while doing it.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra was, in fact, considering arresting someone. Just on principle.

Rufus: "Grrrrr..." He sniffs the strange fat gnome, deciding he is ok. "Ruff!"

Wolfe: Wolfe continues to wolf (haha) down a bunch of food, and has soon finished half the bottle of wine. Setting it down, he places one palm over his mouth and stifles a burb.
Taking a deep breath he exhales, nods to himself, and goes back to the wine. He figures, hey... free food and free booze until someone comes and ruins the party.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh," Westra sighs, and goes back to the door. She steps outside for a moment, looking about for Commander Rutherford. Surely this was all just a misunderstanding..

Tealina Tealeaf: Clapping her hands together "Oh boy can I! He's great for holding sticks, bugs, rocks, other small animals. All really useful things really." Tealina is tickled the Dwarf noticed how wondrous Rufus is.

Captain Rutherford: The door at the far end of the room opens and two Greycloaks enter, hands on the hilt of their longswords, stoic in their stature. Each turns and flanks the door, back to the wall. Captain Cullen Rutherford follows them, donned in a simple suit of chain mail, a thick grey cloak trailing behind him. A face, softer than the two guards that entered before him, forms into a smile as he sees the group beset about the room. He offers a soft bow and then takes a seat at the end of the table. "Ahh welcome, I am glad you were all able to come.

Wolfe: Wolfe just nods slightly toward Rutherford. "Mornin." He says as he lifts the bottle of wine in salute. "Good wine and good breakfast."

Captain Rutherford: "Lady Goldbrook……Wolfe." He paused, arching a brow at the half-orc drinking directly from a bottle, though he had a slight smirk on his face.

Westra Goldbrook: Hearing the entrance of the Grey Cloaks, Westra steps back inside. But much is said by the way Rutherford looked around the room and seemed pleased with those present.

Hjalkohm: Mouth full, and spitting crumbs, "Glad to be here!

Westra Goldbrook: "Commander," Westra said, returning his greeting and a nod of respect.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Good day, Cap'n." Raithe said, eating his cheese and fruit slowly. He watches the somewhat annoyed Paladin for a moment, then returns his attention to Rutherford.

Westra Goldbrook: The Paladin looked faintly pained at the reality setting in around her, that she was going to be traveling with this particular group.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina feels a bit out of place again. She starts cramming bread and cheese into her pack just in case there was a mistake and she was asked to leave. She slides over next to Raithe, at least he could vouch for her.

Hjalkohm: "Care for an apple captain?" Picks up an apple and shines it on his robe before holding it out for the captain to take

Captain Rutherford: "I don't believe I have had the pleasure of meeting the other three of you, though you all come with a very high recommendation." There was an inordinate amount of people speak with their mouth full. He coughed and tried to wait a moment for them to finish eating before charging ahead. "No thank you Sir Hjalkom, I presume? I had breakfast several hours ago"

Wolfe: Wolfe would have said something unpleasant, but he drank wine instead.

Hjalkohm: "Its just past second breakfast though...." Looks disheartened, shrugs his shoulders and bites into the apple.

Raithe Moonstrike: "That's really a thing? Second breakfast?" Raithe asked. He thought it was a myth.

Tealina Tealeaf: "I'll take the apple!" Tealina says grabbing it from Hjalkhom. "I'm Tealina Tealeaf! Nice to meet you Cap!" She says trying to fit in.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe chuckles at the Gnome and her collection of apples. At least she wouldn't go hungry.

Hjalkohm: "Wells theres breakfast, 2nd breakfast, elvensies, bruncg, lunch, linner, supper, dinner, then pre-bed snack...."

Tealina Tealeaf: With big eyes Tealina looks at the dwarf "Golly you eat more than Rufus."

Wolfe: "Hope there's a cook coming with us." Wolfe said with a grunt as he set the wine bottle down and exhaled. Leaning back in his seat, he brought the bottle into his lap and held it with both hands.

Hjalkohm: "How do you think I keep my figure?" Slaps his round rumbling belly. I ripples slightly.

Captain Rutherford: "A pleasure Ms. Tealeaf, I know your father well. Your family's trade is a great asset to many merchants within Neverwinter. Lord Neverember and Lady Tylmandra would like me to thank you all personally for your attendance."

Wolfe: Wolfe very visibly rolls his eyes at Rutherford passing on the 'thanks' of Neverember and Tylmandra.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina sulks back into her chair at the mention of her family.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at the Dwarf. "That much food sounds unhealthy, Master Dwarf."

Wolfe: "Can we get on with why we're here -- and how much we're going to get paid for doing your job?"

Hjalkohm: "Not to worry sir, it helps keep insulated in case of a long winter"

Captain Rutherford: "Never one for small talk are you, my friend." He sat up, pulling his chair close to the table and reach back to one of the guards, who handed him a map of the sword cost. He unrolled it.

Tealina Tealeaf: Reaching into her pack Tealina crams a handful of nuts into her mouth as she watches in awe at the way Wolfe speaks to the Captain. Chewing loudly with her mouth opened a piece of nut falls onto Raithe's cloak. "Sorry" She whispers up to him.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't audibly reply to Rutherford's rhetorical question, but he does lean forward to look at the map, taking a drink of the bottle as he does.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra could not believe this shit. The orc thug spoke to Captain Rutherford with unmitigated disrespect, and Rutherford responded by calling him friend? And what was with the food-obsessed small people? At this point a gods-be-damned thief was looking like the most promising member of this little party,and that was a sad thing indeed in Westra's mind.

Captain Rutherford: "Four days past, a shipment of weapons departed to an outpost on the High Road to the south. One of my Sergeants, Sildar Haliwinter, was accompanied by three men and friend of mine, a dwarf named Gundren Rockseeker. The shipment was to be delivered here." He pointed to the map about 75 miles south on the High Road.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe tenses at the messy Gnome. He resists the urge to sigh, then looks over the map of the Sword Coast, trying to determine if they're going in the direction that Eston was hoping for.

Captain Rutherford: "We received word the shipment never reached its destination. More troubling, one man of the caravan was found dead on the High Road half a day's ride from Neverwinter, two arrows in his back. The arrows looked to be goblin made."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina stands on her chair to try to get a better view.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Goblins, eh? Well, that sounds about right. What was in this shipment, if I may ask?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Just the caravan man? No sign of the carts or goods at all?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "What kind of weapons, more importantly."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Goblins?! Rufus hates goblins!" Tealina added to try and add something in.

Captain Rutherford: "It was a weapon shipment for our southern outposts, swords, pikes, shields. We have not sent men to locate the caravan as of yet, that is why I have asked for your aid."
"Westra, as I am sure you can attest, we are still dealing with pockets of spell plagued and rebuilding the scar. We could not afford the four men that we have already lost."

Wolfe: "And we're expendable."

Captain Rutherford: "You are capable." He looked pointedly at Wolfe. "And as I understand it, some of you have some experience dealing with this sort of crime."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc sighs slowly, it's a labored, annoyed sigh. He returns to his bottle and shakes his head.

Captain Rutherford: "You, of course, will be compensated well. Lord Neverember does have gold at his disposal."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh, I bet he does. I hope he's prepared to part with a lot of it, too." Raithe said.

Wolfe: "Well that makes it all worthwhile."
"I get richer and Neverember loses money. Win win."

Captain Rutherford: He ignored Wolfe. "Now as I was saying...Nearly 50 miles south of Neverwinter, a trail breaks to the east. The Triboar Trail leads to a small village called Phandalin, among other settlements, such as the ruins of Conyberry." He pointed to a small thread of a line on the map. "That trail is known to have goblins in its woods, among other threats. Even so, goblins alone should not have been able to take down five trained men. Something else is going on."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looked about to speak to Wolfe's comments about Neverember, but Rutherford continued and she held her tongue. There was some mean-mugging, though, before she turned her attention back to the Captain.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe pondered that for a moment. Goblins were the trash kobolds of the world. It was harder to say which was worse, truthfully. A lot of goblins could have done the job, but then...it was a bunch of career soldiers. One of them probably took an arrow to the knee and called the fight quits.

Westra Goldbrook: "The Bishou mentioned a wizard in the area using the undead for nefarious purposes. He may be uninvolved in this matter, but if he has found succor in that area, there's no telling what other foul creatures are lurking there."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc has continued to not look at anyone else in the group, just his bottle and Rutherford. The bottle's about done though. He looks into it and shakes it a bit and sighs as he finishes it off. Setting the empty bottle on the table, he looks to one of the guards behind Rutherford, points to the bottle and mouths 'More?' with an inquisitive look.

Captain Rutherford: Rutherford thought for a moment. "I had not heard of a wizard using black magic, though Phandalin does have some issues with a band of vagrants within the city."

Wolfe: "Evil Wizard means that we're worth more money if we take care of 'im."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I've heard that there are criminals in the area calling themselves the 'Redbrand Ruffians'. They could be after the weapons as well." Raithe said.

Captain Rutherford: The guard shot a quick look to Rutherford, who without even looking over his shoulder, shook his head in the negatory.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, the Redbrands," she confirmed. "The Bishou believes this wizard is leading them."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs as he is denied some of life's essentials and he pulls out his flask, uncorking it.
(Opening it, rather)

Captain Rutherford: "I hadn't considered they might be working with Goblins, though why bother with that insanity" He scratched his chin. "See! This investigation is well within your merits!"

Wolfe: Wolfe makes a muffled, unenthused 'Yay' and takes to his flask.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina looks over at Hjalkohm and hands him some cheese from her pack. "Sounds like an adventure to me!"

Wolfe: Wolfe scans around the room and for the first time seems to look over everyone.

Captain Rutherford: "So your task is to investigate what happened, and capture the guilty man or men, and bring them to face the Lord's justice." Almost as an afterthought, "Oh....and recover the weapons shipment of course, bring it to Phandalin. We have a merchant there, Elmar Barthen that will make sure they make it the rest of the way."

Hjalkohm: Takes Tealina's offering f cheese. "Well if innocents have been injured we must see the vagrants brought to justice before more harm can be done."

Wolfe: While he's not overly impressed or bothered by first impressions of the others, he does look to Rufus and allows a slow grin. He finds a piece of sausage and offers it toward the dog under the table, whispering quietly 'Come here'

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe raises his hand.
"Let's say, hypothetically, that they don't come along quietly. Would we still be rewarded if they aren't breathing? Asking for Lady Tealeaf over here."
"She's dangerous."

Rufus: Sniffs and approaches cautiously before taking it with just the tips of his teeth, very slowly.

Wolfe: Wolfe patiently feeds Rufus the sausage, grinning down at the large animal. "Good dog."
"Good doggie." He whispers, and goes and grabs another piece of meat to feed the animal.

Captain Rutherford: "We would prefer to dispense justice to them, if possible. Capture if you can, kill if you must. Lord Neverember wants examples to be made of those that would steal from the crown."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That's fair." Raithe said.

Tealina Tealeaf: Glaring at Wolfe, Tealina calls Rufus back. "You're right Raithe I am dangerous...VERY dangerous." She says not breaking her line of site on Wolfe. She can smell something isn't right and that guy stinks of distrust!

Wolfe: Wolfe grins slowly and eats the sausage he had extended toward Rufus. He returns his gaze toward Rutherford while he's chewin.

Captain Rutherford: He looked back to the guard on his right, who left the room for a matter of seconds before returning with a small crate nailed shut. "I would also ask that you deliver this package to Elmar as payment for the shipment of the weapons." He reached to a pouch on his waist. "As for your payment." He tossed a heavy purse in the middle of the table. "50 gold to each of you now, with another 350 upon completion."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is suuuuper unhappy about this setup, but Rutherford's already explained that proper soldiers can't be spared right now. So, as unpleasant as the air will smell between here and Phandalin, she figures the sooner they leave the sooner they'll get back and be done.
"Will Lord Neverember supply us with horses or ought we procure our own?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at Tealina, then looks at her mad-dogging (hehe) the Half-Orc...and feels like this would be a poor way for a Gnome to die.
"It's not a good idea to pick a fight with a Half-Orc."

Captain Rutherford: "We can spare two Lady Goldbrook."

Hjalkohm: "Depends what the other half is"

Wolfe: "It's Ogre. But that part's waist down."

Hjalkohm: "HA! Like a tripod!"

Wolfe: Wolfe reaches out and grabs the bag of gold. Getting to his feet he caps the flask and slides it back under his belt. He winks to the Dwarf with a smirk. "Sounds good, Rutherford. We'll clean up your mess."
"When I get back you can buy the first beer."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina rubs Rufus' head "I have my own trusty stead."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's jaw tightens as she's obviously working very hard to ignore the banter in the rest of the room while she sorts business with Rutherford. "If it's a hardship, I can arrange for horses for the group, I'm certain."

Tealina Tealeaf: Looking at Hjalkohm "We just can't go too fast though. He catches the asthma."

Captain Rutherford: "You four may want to uhh...get your lot out of that bag before you leave this room." He smiles before turning to Westra. "If you would like Miss Goldbrook, the Fist would be grateful to not part with any."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe studies the box, wondering what could be inside of it. Was it more or less valuable than their payment?
He looks next to Wolfe, who grabs the money.

Westra Goldbrook: "As you say," she tells Rutherford with a nod. "We'll leave at once." She nods and turns to leave. She pauses, turns back halfway, as though about to say something, but stifles it and leaves after all.
"If you'll wait here," she tells the group from the head of the room, near the exterior door, "I'll return shortly with mounts for us."

Wolfe: "Thanks Goldbrook." He says toward the Paladin as she goes to leave. "That's nice of ya."
"I'm going to refill my flask and grab a couple things. I'll meet you all back here." He nods to the others and goes to shop, himself.

Captain Rutherford: "Safe Journey, please feel free pack the rest of the refreshments Miss Tealeaf, I see you have most of them already." He bows to them again and the three leave the room.

Tealina Tealeaf: Glancing at the tables, Tealina begins to cram all the food that was left into her pack. She looks back at the dwarf and realizes she has greatly underestimated the amount of food they will need.

Hjalkohm: "Welllllllllll if we are waiting for Ms. Westra to return.." Stretches...."I feel a nap comin on..." Flips the tail end of his robes over his eyes.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hold on a sec, man. Let's get our share of the money out of that bag before we move on."

Wolfe: 120

Raithe Moonstrike: (4d4)*10
rolling (4d4)*10
((2+2+3+4))*10= 110
He follows Wolfe out of the building to catch up with him.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't really slow down but he's not walking super fast either. "What?" He says over his shoulder

Hjalkohm: rolling 4d4 *10
(2+1+4+3)*10= 100

Raithe Moonstrike: "Were you buying for all of us, or would you mind doling out my portion?" he asked.

Wolfe: "Oh, figured he did just the best of splitting up the money."
He digs into the bag, hands fifty gold to Raithe (counting it out slow for him, and maybe for Wolfe's own benefit)
"I'll give the rest to the others when I come back."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe makes sure the Half-Orc's math is good. After all...Half-Orc.
"Thank you." Raithe said.
Then he goes to buy a couple of healing potions because he might have to save one of these unfortunate souls during this trip. And there's nothing quite like having someone owe you a favor.

Captain Rutherford: The group departs Neverwinter.

Levinath (GM): You've spent the last six hours following the High Road south from Neverwinter. Large amounts of food (and liquor) are consumed, joking among some and conversation has taken place. Evening is approaching as you veer east along the Triboar Trail. Up to now the weather has been sunny and warm, but as you turn on the trail it begins to rain moderately. You've encountered no trouble so far, but this territory can be dangerous. Bandits and outlaws have been known to lurk along the trail. Thunder rumbles in the distance.

Wolfe: Water washes across Wolfe and he does not feel bothered by it. Not his first time in the rain. It doesn't stop his drinking, though.
Only through some years of practice has Wolfe expertly assured a deep-level buzz without getting piss drunk over a long period of time. He is in a merry mood, but doesn't talk much.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra has resigned herself to trying to make the best of a bad situation. She rides in the front of the party, a vanguard leading the way while the others talk amongst themselves. She listens, but doesn't engage overmuch, choosing instead to focus on watching their surroundings.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina is pleased by the rain. She puts her hood up as she realizes that the rain might wash off some of that Orcs stank. She's been avoiding riding down wind the whole trip.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe is not a stranger to the rain, but he does keep an eye out for anyone trying to follow them, or any highwayman trying to rob them. Raithe knows that highwaymen tend to appear from nowhere and strike quickly. He will not say how he knows this.

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm brings up the rear, struggling to remain seated, he has not been much exposed to rain, and would prefer to stay dry if possible.

Westra Goldbrook: "Looks to be a foul night," she observes, giving an eye to the horizon ."I think we should look for shelter for the night."

Wolfe: "S'a good idea." He assents from the back, taking up the rear so as not to bathe others in his wet stench.

Tealina Tealeaf: Pulling sticks from Rufus' fur, Tealina looks back at Hjalkohm, "I might have enough in here to build us a shelter!" She exclaims excitedly.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'll take first watch." Raithe said.

Westra Goldbrook: "I propose pairing up for rounds of watch," she suggested.

Wolfe: "We gotta find someplace to bed down first. Also - I call last watch."

Westra Goldbrook: "But if someone else wants to watch with Master Raithe, I'll assist Lady Tealina with the shelter."

Wolfe:

Hjalkohm: "I can take first watch also, can't much sleep in this racket anyway"

Wolfe: Wolfe kicks his horse away from the group, galloping away to scan through the forest as he stows away his flask. He does remember this place, doing some monster hunting in the area before. He returns after about ten minutes and thumbs back the way he came. "Found a spot. I remember it being comfy when I got drunk out here a few weeks back."
"Big cave, not much in it. I think last time I was here I killed the bear that lived in it -- but it's a bit hazy."
Leading the others toward it, Wolfe will dismount and lead his horse inside.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I like this guy. He's resourceful." Raithe said. He would turn his horse to head in the direction that Wolfe indicated. He'd never killed a bear, but it took a tough barve to do it.

Tealina Tealeaf: Wondering excitedly into the cave Tealina pulls out 3 sticks from Rufus' fur. She puts them together and wraps her cloak around them making a tee-pee just big enough for her and Rufus.While constructing her bed she turns to Westra and says, "I'll do watch with you. I can't do it with...that guy." Nodding over to Wolfe.

Wolfe: Wolfe will explore the rest of the cave to make sure it is, in fact, uninhabited. He may have mixed up his caves.

Levinath (GM): Wolf finds the cave unoccupied.

Wolfe: Once he returns to the group he starts unstrapping his armor and weapons. He settles into the back of the cave and unrolls his bedroll as well.

Westra Goldbrook: "As you wish," she obliges the halfing, assuming her aversion to wolfe has to do with his smell.
Or his drinking.
Or his belching.
Or...something

Wolfe: While Wolfe himself is very disheveled as a general rule, he treats his equipment with the upmost care and respect -- especially the two curved blades he carries. Once done, he pulls out his flask and shakes it some to check its contents. He nods to himself and begins to try to kill the flask before bed.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe finds an area near the wall where he sit and lean his back against it. He couldn't imagine this whole "sleep" thing that the others were slaves to. It sounded dreadful.

Wolfe: In short order he's finished off the flask and falls asleep, and into a set of loud snoring.

Hjalkohm: Sits down next to Raithe, "Uhhh we cant see much from here friend"

Westra Goldbrook: "That leaves you assisting Master Raithe with first watch?" she asks Hjal, just to confirm before she goes to find a spot near the mouth of the cave to bunk down.

Hjalkohm: "Aye, I'll be taking first watch with Raithe. It's much too noisy to get any shut-eye"

Levinath (GM): The mouth of the cave, while provide little visibility to the outside, is also hidden fairly well from that perspective.

Wolfe: ZZzzZZzZZZZ grhurglrghurgl zzzzzZZzzZzzz

Levinath (GM): (*providing)

Tealina Tealeaf: Rufus walks into the tee-pee and curls up. Tealina takes her spot curled up next to him and using him as a pillow. Rufus begins to snore. Tealina just buries her face into the fur, pulling a stick out and placing it on the other side of him.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm just setting down my gear, friend. Come, let's head up to the mouth of the cave." Raithe said, sitting his things down, minus his rapier, his daggers, and his bow and quiver.
"I'll climb one of the trees and keep a lookout from there." he said.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra spends a few moments in silent prayer before spreading out her bedroll and attempting to rest.

Hjalkohm: Follows Raithe along, not leaving anything behind. " Well, my people prefer to keep both feet on the ground, well under it more like it, I'll stay here at the mouth and make sure nothing gets close."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That works. I can't imagine living underground. You'll have to tell me about it sometime. Seems...dreary."

Levinath (GM): (You two can make perception checks)

Raithe Moonstrike:

Hjalkohm:

Levinath (GM): Looks like a rainy night to you both.

Hjalkohm: "Bah, rain...." Folds his arms.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe finds a nearby tree and climbs it, settling lightly on a branch and pulling up the hood of his cloak to watch out. It rains. Oh, does it rain.
"Like the tears of a goddess." he murmured.

Levinath (GM): The rain slows then ends sometime during the night and the party awakes undisturbed to a sunny morning. Birds chirp in the nearby trees, a light breeze blows in from the west.

Hjalkohm: Snoring at the mouth of the cave, seems the dwarf passed out and no one awoke him when his watch was over.

Wolfe: Wolfe is up only because someone woke him up to take the last watch. He has redonned his armor and weapons and is standing near the mouth of the cave, drinking his bourbon and letting the others wake up on their own, rather than being that asshole.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina wakes up and stretches. She does 42 jumping jacks, 13 push ups, and eats an apple. She passes an apple to Rufus and to the dwarf. "Anyone else?" She asks cheerfully.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is up with the dawn, and has her prayers done and her equipment in order before she begins packing up her bedroll and tending to the horses.

Hjalkohm: Crams the whole apple into his mouth, "I dffd get omm"

Westra Goldbrook: She won't wake everyone else quite at dawn, but if they sleep beyond her caring for the animals, they're liable to get roused.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe's trance was especially productive this night. He'd managed to finish an entire building in the city he was crafting inside his mind. His eyes went from half-lidded to fully open and he felt refreshed.
He stood and began to gather his things.

Rufus: Rufus seems disappointed by his breakfast, looking at the half-orc longingly for a moment before eating it.

Wolfe: Getting onto his horse, Wolfe lets out a loud yawn. "We ready to get this show on the road?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe heads to his horse once he's packed up and mounts it. "Ready when everyone else." he said, running a hand through his short hair.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina breaks down her tee-pee and places the sticks back into Rufus' fur. She puts her cloak back on mounts Rufus for the rest of the journey. She tosses Hjlkohm another apple.

Wolfe: "You know.." Wolfe says as he takes up the rear behind the party. "You shouldn't ride your dog."
"We could have got you a pony or something."

Hjalkohm: "I usually ride a burrow"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra mounts up and heads out with the others. She watches the conversation between Wolfe and Tealina, curious about how adamant the halfing had been about not needing a horse.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Rufus doesn't mind. We're best friends. He keeps me safe and looks after me. We are a bonded pair. He's my oldest and only friend." She pats Rufus. She is confused by the orcs interest in her friend.

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Levinath (GM): You easily finds your way back to the High Road and onto the Triboar Trail. It curves and meanders for about half an hour, then as you come around a bend, you spot one dead horse sprawled about fifty feet ahead of you. It has several black-feathered arrows sticking out of it. The broken wagon lays in the middle of the road, stripped of all its cargo, and many of its parts; little left other than the bed and driver's seat. The woods press close to the trail here, with a steep embankment and dense thickets on either side.

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns slowly at Tealina's words, but he doesn't press on the matter, he just lets out a grunt.

Raithe Moonstrike: As they come round the bend, Raithe sees the dead horse and the wagon and brings his horse to a stop.
"Well, this is bad." he said.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts as he sees the sight of the massacred horse and the destroyed wagon. Wordlessly he slides off of his horse and slowly draws the katana from his back. The soft sound of metal sliding free of its sheath is the only sound that accompanies the slow and smooth gesture.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe is quite happy to let Wolfe move forward. He doesn't move any closer just yet.

Westra Goldbrook: Westa moves cautiously towards the downed wagon, eyes alert for any traps or signs of trouble.

Wolfe:

Hjalkohm:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Levinath (GM): The majority of the party sees goblins waiting for an ambush. As they are discovered, they charge.

Westra Goldbrook: "Goblins!" she warns the others

Wolfe:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Hjalkohm:

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Hjalkohm:

Levinath (GM): One goblin cries out "Yeee Yee Yeeeeee!!" Their blades and bows drawn.

Westra Goldbrook: "Come forth, vermin, and feel the wrath of Helm!" Westra cries, as she swings her halberd free of her back.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh look. Trash orcs." Raithe said, pulling his bow free of his back.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs and pulls out his flask, uncorking it to take a drink.

Levinath (GM):

Hjalkohm: Unsheathing his Warhammer and shield, Hjalkohm moves out in front of the group, ready to lead the assault

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: Westra staggers back one step as a goblin arrow grazes her. She growls in response. "Fiends!"

Hjalkohm: "Your puny arrows cannot pierce the defender of the just! Come out and fight cowards!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sees the Trash Orcs letting arrows fly and decides to join in. "Oh no. No, you don't."
Raithe nocks and fires with lightning precision and puts the arrow in the Goblin's throat.
"URK!" is his final words.

Raithe Moonstrike: Trashlation (from Trash Orc): "Damn!"

Levinath (GM): "YEEE YEE YEE YEEEE!!!" The goblin swings at the dwarf.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ah HA!" Westra shouts, as she no sooner turns her sights to the goblin who'd wounded her than she sees it expire in a strangled cry. "Excellent shot!"

Wolfe: Wolfe keeps drinking, seeming oblivious to the danger around them. Everyone seems to be fine.

Westra Goldbrook: One of the little vermin ventures too near, and Westra makes good use of the chance to cut it in bloody halves with a satisfied grunt.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina stares at Wolfe slack jawed wondering how it's possible to consume that much alcohol.

Westra Goldbrook: Unfazed (for the moment) by the arrow sticking out of her shoulder, she swings again at the nearest goblin, shouting angrily as she does so.
It too, goes down in a spray of blood and gore. Westra turns, and races towards the remaining beast.

Hjalkohm:
"Goblins and foul creatures do not prey on the innocent or this shall be the fate of you all, we are here to protect the fallen and you shall not survive to hide in the shadows!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at the Dwarf. "What the actual...?"
Goblin: "Poodoo! Yaaaaaaaa!" The last goblin rushes off to the northwest as he sees his three friends fall so easily and an angry Dwarf is bellowing at him.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina shakes her head and emerges from the trance of confusion. "What the heck was that?!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Gaaahhh!" Westa yells, frustrated as the little beast scurries away at top speed.

Wolfe: Finishing his drink, Wolfe exhales and caps his flask, putting it away. Seeing the field clear, he sheaths his katana and loosens a hand-axe from his side. "Nothing worth worrying about, Tealina."
"Definitely wasn't these guys that killed Rutherford's boys; not unless they were greener than me."

Rufus: He looks to Wolfe. "Ruff!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe watches the Goblin run away and then heads for the body of the dead archer. He takes a single black arrow from the goblin's quiver and looks at it. He shrugs, mumbles something about "substandard equipment" and slides it into his quiver.

Wolfe: He pats Rufuf's head gently, scritching behind his ears and walks slowly toward the horse.

Rufus: Wags his tail happily, much to Tealina's dismay.

Tealina Tealeaf: Rufus helps Tealina reach some apples on a near by tree. She stuffs them in her pack before heading towards Westra.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Too bad there's no bounty on goblin ears this year. Would have made a fortune." Raithe said, rejoining the group.

Wolfe: "You two alright?" He asks Hjalkohm and Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra winces shakes the blood off of her blade before turning to look back at the others, who seem altogether unbothered. She looks annoyed.

Wolfe: Wolfe will kneel down next to the horse and sniff at it, checking the corpse to see if part of its death was poison or simply wounds.

Levinath (GM): As you approach the wagon, you see the second horse pulled up on a hill to the northwest, it has been hastily butchered, parts are missing, such as the hind quarters, among other pieces. The saddlebags have been looted, and nearby lies an empty leather map case.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes. Thanks to Master Raithe's keen aim," she says, wiping a smear of blood from her cheek with the back of her hand. Seeing as how there's an arrow sticking out of her shoulder, she leaves the inspection of the cart to the others, and retreats a few steps to work the foreign weapon out of her flesh.

Wolfe:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Levinath (GM): The horses appear to have just been killed by messy, careless goblins. Most of the party is able to discern, even through the rain yesterday, the drag marks of two bodies headed off in the same direction the goblin ran.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks to the Paladin.
"I can help with that, Lady Paladin, if you want." he said, motioning to the arrow in her shoulder.

Wolfe: "Their camp's nearby by the looks of things." He begins using the handaxe to butcher the fallen horse before him.

Hjalkohm: "Just a flesh wound! Not to worry!" Hjalkohm pulls some strips of meat out of his healing potion and munches on them.

Wolfe: "They dragged a pair of bodies off." He says while paying attention primarily to the task of carving up some meat.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shoots Hjalkohm a confused look. She then glanced to Wolfe, who was butchering a day-old dead horse. She shook her head slowly,and turned to reply to Raithe, frowning. "I would appreciate that, if you would be so kind,"she said, quiet and slow as though mystified over her situation.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe shoulders his bow and went to the Paladin to check her wound. He wanted to see if the arrow had at least gone through.

Wolfe: Taking some choice strips of meat, Wolfe awaits the others to take their breathers and ready up while he will focus on preparing the meat to eat later, rubbing some salt into the flesh and wrapping it up to stow it away into his pack.

Raithe Moonstrike: Or, the arrowhead, rather.

Tealina Tealeaf: Looking over at Westra, "Wow! What happened to you?" she inquires while taking a bite of apple and hoping into the caravan next to Hjalkohm.

Westra Goldbrook: She arches a brow at the Halfing, while holding still to let the elf inspect her shoulder. "Goblins."

Levinath (GM): The wagon is missing the two left wheels and leans at an odd angle.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Take a deep breath and count to three." Raithe said.
He waited counted to 1.5 and then helped Westra remove the arrow.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grunted, but did not object otherwise.
"Thank you."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You're welcome, Lady Paladin. Looks like the goblins took prisoners. Or dead bodies, from what Mr. Wolfe said."

Wolfe: Standing up from his deed, he finds the closest goblin's corpse, using its clothes to wipe his hands free of horse blood. He then turns to the others and looks between the Paladin and the Dwarf. "We should get going. We'll have to approach quiet; that goblin's gone back and told his friends about us, I'm sure."

Hjalkohm: "I'm sure they are thinking better on their actions and will vacate the area shortly, we need not worry"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I don't think we're that lucky, Master Dwarf." he said.
Raithe hands Westra a healing potion. "Drink this."

Wolfe: Wolfe shrugged at Raithe's gesture.

Westra Goldbrook: "That's... very generous of you," she tells the elf, as though uncertain of his sincerity.
"I will see that you are reimbursed, of course."

Wolfe: While Westra and the Dwarf talk, he takes out a flask again.
Untapping it, he begins to drink again.

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 2d4+2
(2+2)+2= 6

Hjalkohm: rolling 2d4 +2
(4+3)+2= 9

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hey, we need you in fighting form. We shouldn't stay here." he said.

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. The fellows have the right of it. Let's be off."

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm quaffs his potion spilling some down the front of his robes

Westra Goldbrook: Westra heads out at a determined pace, taking point

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will form up in the center of the group, behind the Paladin and the Dwarf, ahead Wolfe."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina and Rufus join Raithe.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes up the rear, drinking from his flask as he goes at the slowest pace he has to go to keep up.

Levinath (GM): Westra leads the group over the increasingly well worn goblin trail. After about 10 minutes, she comes up a crude snare set up along the path. Easily discernible with her slow pace.
The trail continues further into the woods, and while it is still easy to follow, the underbrush becomes increasingly thick.

Raithe Moonstrike: (Is there any way to hide and scout ahead?)

Wolfe: Wolfe will take out his hand axe and start cutting his way through behind them.

Raithe Moonstrike:
"Wait here. I'm going to scout ahead." Raithe said, sliding off his horse.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is visibly unhappy with the idea of waiting behind, but given that Raithe has already proven he's fairly capable, she does as he asks.
While waiting, she looks back to see how the others are faring in the brush.

Levinath (GM): 37

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will follow the trail for about half a mile, keeping an eye out for any hidden watchers.

Wolfe: Wolfe has hacked away some of the trail with an axe in one hand and a flask in the other.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM): As Raithe follows the trail, he seems more focused on the path forward than his current surroundings. He suddenly finds himself falling as a section of ground collapses below him, dealing 4 damage.
The walls of this pit are not steep and he can easily find his way back up to the trail.

Raithe Moonstrike: He curses at the rough landing, hitting the floor in an undignified heap. He rises, dusts himself off, and climbs out of the pit.
These goblins would pay for their insolence.

Levinath (GM): Though the crash of the trap was loud, there are seemingly no beings coming to investigate.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will hide again and head back to the group.
When he arrives back to the group, he looks to all of them.
"I went about a half-mile out. They had a trap up that way, but no one came to check it. We'd better tread carefully. Probably more traps up that way and they've got places to hide.

Wolfe: "No loud noises or oaths to gods for retribution, then."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Probably a good start, yes."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra started to speak, then seemed to realize something and shot Wolfe a displeased look.
"Forward, then," she grumbled, as she gestured forwards.

Levinath (GM): Following the goblins' trail, you finally come across a large cave in a hillside several miles from the scene of the ambush. A shallow stream flows out of the cave mouth, which is screened on the opposing side by dense briar thickets. A narrow dry path leads into the cave on the right-hand side of the stream.

--End Session 1--
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 10:17:25 AM
--Session 2--

Levinath (GM):
Our band of ADVENTURERS! followed the goblin's trail deep into the woods. You have come across a large cave in
a hillside five miles from the scene of the ambush. A shallow stream flows out of the cave mouth, which is screened by
dense brier thickets to the east. A narrow dry path leads into the cave on the right-hand side of the stream.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina looks down the narrow path. "Where is that scary drunk guy. He seems to have good luck with caves." She whispers to Hjalkohm.

Westra Goldbrook: Not seeing Wolf immediately behind them, Westra makes a displeased face. "Passed out behind a bush somewhere, like as not. We should press on, regardless."

Raithe Moonstrike: "We should be on guard. Those goblins are likely nearby." he said, still smarting from his fall into the hole.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra approaches the cave mouth, eyes open for traps and sentinels.
Feeling naught but a draft behind her, Westra looks back to the others. She gives them a look, as though asking if they're coming.

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly meanders after the others, readjusting his armor as he approaches. Drawing his daijo katana in one hand, he holds up his flask in salute to Westra from the rear.

Levinath (GM): As Westra approaches the mouth of the cave, she notices nothing out of the ordinary. It just appears to be a cave with a stream flowing out of it. The only indication of anything is the rutting in the mud and stone of a frequently used path.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will move forward to the mouth of the cave and take a look about to make sure that they aren't walking into a trap.

Tealina Tealeaf: Holding onto Rufus' fur Tealina follows Raithe to the mouth of the cave. "Looks kinda dark." she says cramming some nuts from her pack into her mouth.

Levinath (GM): Raithe too can find no signs of traps around the entrance.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Mr. Wolfe, have you been through here? Do you know if anything lived in this cave?" he asked.

Wolfe: Wolfe squints at the cave.

Levinath (GM): rolling 1d20
(13)= 13

Wolfe: "Meh. Don't remember it."
"That water looks fresh though."
He walks over to it, sets his katana down, kneels by the stream and starts cupping some water into his mouth.

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm moves up next to Westra.

Goblin: "HEY DUMMY! FATHEADS ARE OUT HERE! GET THEM!" The voice comes from the east.

Wolfe: "...Hey I'm not fucking finished yet!"

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Hjalkohm:

Goblin:

Hjalkohm: Seeing arrows flying from across the water Hjalkohm charges into battle.

Goblin: "Ahhh! THE FAT ONE IS HERE!"

Hjalkohm: "I'm HUSKY" Melee attack.

Goblin: Hjalkohm finds two goblins in a makeshift hideout with boards laying across the bramdles allowing them to remain hidden.

Hjalkohm:

Goblin: "Ahhhh! YOU KILL Goulash! I STAB YOU!"

Hjalkohm: A sweeping blow from the war hammer mushes the goblins skull, splattering his compatriot.

Westra Goldbrook: A pair of arrows goes whizzing by, and Westra draws her halberd. "Enemies!" she calls out, and charges across the stream to engage them.

Goblin: "Ahhhh!"

Westra Goldbrook:

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina eats another hand full of nuts watching the dwarf and Paladin fight. "This is great! What adventure!" She offers Wolfe some nuts.

Wolfe: While arrows fly and Goblins get murdered, Wolfe is noticeably calm -- almost lethargic and apathetic, and he goes back to cupping water into his mouth. He ignores Tealina's nut offer.

Goblin: "Ow! This Fathead girl is no fun!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra swings her halberd at the remaining goblin, slashing it soundly across the middle.

Wolfe: "Better hurry up kid, they ain't gonna leave anything for you."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe runs across the water and to the other side, drawing his bow as he does.
Raithe takes one of the black arrows from his quiver and fires it, deciding to use the substandard ammo now.
"Good riddance to bad rubbish."

Wolfe: Wolfe continues to drink water, then dunks his head into the stream.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra huffs and shakes the blood off of her weapon. "Well done, Master Fireforge, Master Moonstrike."
She glances to those still across the stream, but offers no comment at the moment.
"Onward to the cave, then," she suggests, turning back to Raithe and Hjalkohm.

Wolfe: Shaking his wet and taking a deep breath he sits up on his knees and takes out two flasks he's gone through, trying to lick whatever alcohol is still in it.
Once he's certain there isn't any, he fills them both with water from the stream.

Hjalkohm: "Aye, these creatures are cowardly villains, let us rout them."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina hops on Rufus and rides over to her fellow adventures, "Wow! That was TOTALLY WICKED!" She exclaims reaching out and furious shaking Hjalkohms hand with both of hers!

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh," Westra groans, and heads up towards the cave. She moves carefully, and tries to be aware of traps and ambushes.

Wolfe: "Best to let the Dwarf lead. Someone may want to hold Westra's hand so she doesn't trip."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: Once Wolfe's resupplied, he gets up to his feet slowly mosies over to the back of the line.

Goblin: Westra can not see very far into the cave, the light does not make it very far into the opening. Just inside the cave mouth, a few uneven stone steps lead up to a small, dank chamber on the east side of the passage.

Levinath (GM): The cave narrows to a steep fissure at the far end, and is filled with the stench of animals. Savage snarls and the sounds of rattling chains greet your ears where two wolves are chained up just inside the opening. Each wolf's chain leads to an iron rod driven into the base of a stalagmite.

Raithe Moonstrike: "That doesn't sound encouraging at all." Raithe said, noting the snarls.

Westra Goldbrook: "What manner of foul diversion is this?" Westra murmurs, as she investigates

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina gasps! "OHHHH! Hello friends! You guys look so handsome! Who's a good boy?!" She says tossing in some cheese.

Wolfe: "Eh?"
"What're you feeding up there?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Don't feed the wolves!" Raithe said to Tealina.

Levinath (GM): The wolf happily eats the cheese and snarls a bit less at the group.

Wolfe: "Oh. Hey."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina glares at Raithe, "They are hungry. Look at them." She says as she tosses in another bite of cheese.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over and grabs a goblin's body.
He then hauls it back over to join the others with the wolves.

Raithe Moonstrike: "You realize that they would eat YOU if they could, do you not?" he asked Tealina.

Wolfe: "Pardon me your holyness."

Levinath (GM): 16

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's realization of what's happening is very obvious, as an utterly disgusted look takes over her expression

Wolfe: He looks over to the wolves. "Hey there boys. You hungry?" he wags around the dead goblin's body like a ragdoll.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Wolfe:
Wolfe holds the goblin's body out for the wolves to eat.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wait a minute. You don't mean to...:
But yes. Yes he does.

Westra Goldbrook: "Why are you feeding these beasts? They are obviously vicious and ill-tempered. We should do them a kindness and put them down."

Levinath (GM): Bacon sniffs at the body of the dead goblin and seems uninterested in such a foul meal, though he does seem pleased with Wolfe overall. Perhaps same names? Doug however is so excited at the sight of meat he breaks his chain and hungrily begins eating the goblin.

Wolfe: "Good boy." He nods to Doug.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina's eyes get huge as she looks at Wolfe with disgust, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU'RE A SAVAGE! " Tealina steps back realizing she is about the same size as those goblins and moves back closer to Hjalkohm.

Wolfe: "Got the taste of goblin meat in ya now, don't ya boy?"
"You want some more?"
"Eh?"

Levinath (GM): Doug continues to eat, his tail wagging. Bacon just rolls around happily.

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh, for the love of all that's holy..." she mutters, moving back out of the room.

Wolfe:
Wolfe tugs on the goblin and points toward the darker cave.
"Go get yourself some food Doug."
"Go get yourself some food!"

Levinath (GM): Doug growls and barks into the darkness, then runs off at full speed.

Wolfe: "Alright then."
He looks over to Bacon and frowns.
Walking over slowly, he sheaths his sword and puts his hand out gently to stroke the top of its head, if it allows.
Kneeling down beside it, he looks into the creature's eyes and speaks in a low, soft voice. "I won't let them keep you any longer, boy."

Levinath (GM): His tail wags at the master animal handler.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra jerks out of the way as rabid wolf #1 speeds by and disappears into the darkness.She then watches carefully as Wolfe interacts with the other.

Wolfe: He will slowly unhook it from its chain leash, petting it's head and then nodding out of the cave. "Go on boy. Get out of here."

Hjalkohm:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Wolfe: "You deserve better than to be some foul little midget's mount and kickdoll."

Goblin: "Hey, why Doug loose?"

Levinath (GM): Bacon runs off the freedom, much to Rufus's dismay.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh, great. We have company."
Raithe attempts to find cover and hide.

Westra Goldbrook: Hearing Raithe's comment, Westra steps out of the room and looks for the source of his concern.

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly stands up and draws his katana from it's sheath. The sound of metal sliding from metal coincides with a deep breath. He closes his eyes and centers himself.

Westra Goldbrook: "Does anyone have a manner of making light? I can't see anything in this twice-damned cave."

Wolfe: Opening his eyes, he exhales, withdraws a flask, opens it with his thumb and takes a drink.

Raithe Moonstrike: "It came from inside the cave. They're aware that their dog has been let loose." Raithe said.

Goblin: "Ahhhhh! WHY WOLF EAT ME?! HEEEEEELLLPPP!!!"

Wolfe: "It's a wolf. Not a dog." He corrects.

Hjalkohm: "You could use that flask as a lantern, im sure it would light... if not explode...."

Wolfe: "And right now it's getting some justice."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Apologies. Their wolf has been let loose."

Wolfe: "Alright. Let's not leave Doug by himself."
"If you can't see, just talk real loud Westra, I'm sure they'll come to you." He says as he stows his flask and moves to take point.

Levinath (GM): The main passage from the cave mouth climbs steeply upward, the stream plunging and splashing down its west side. In the shadows, a side passage leads west across the other side of the stream.

Westra Goldbrook: Just because Westra can't see Wolfe doesn't mean she can't glare at him.
She carefully feels her way along the stream.

Wolfe:

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina stuffs some cheese in her mouth. Clearly eating her feelings as to what just passed. She hands some to the dwarf as she stays close by him. She can't see a thing!

Levinath (GM): In the shadows of the ceiling to the north, you can just make out the dim shape of a rickety bridge of wood and rope
crossing over the passage ahead of you. Another passage intersects this one, twenty feet above the floor.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will follow the others down the stream.

Hjalkohm: "Hang on to me cloak little one"

Raithe Moonstrike: He checks behind the group to make sure that they aren't being followed.

Wolfe: "Raithe keep a hand on Westra, make sure she doesn't fall into the water."

Goblin: "Shooot! SHOOOOT ITTTT IDIOT!!!" The voice is substantially louder.

Wolfe: "I'd let her hug me, but she smells." He smirks.
"We've got friends ahead."
"Get ready."

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh? Does proof of a little hard work offend your delicate sensibilities?"

Goblin: "What going on here?" A different voice calls. "WHAT?!"

Levinath (GM): The stream passage continues up beyond another set of I uneven steps ahead, bending eastward as it goes. A waterfall
sounds out from a larger cavern somewhere ahead of you. The walls appear wetter here, water seeps through the slate walls, making them very slick.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will help guide the Paladin so that she doesn't get separated from the group.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't respond to Westra's comment, he notices the conditions of the passage and grunts. "Footing might be tricky here. Just watch your step."

Levinath (GM):

Goblin: "YOU IDIOT! FATHEADS LET DOG OUT AND YOU DIDNT SEE THEM COMING! OPEN THE GATE!"

Wolfe: The arrow lands solidly in his chest, causing Wolfe to grunt in annoyance.
"Shouldn't have done that."
"Now I'm mad."

Goblin: This cavern is half filled with two large pools of water. A narrow waterfall high in the eastern wall feeds the pool, which
drains out the western end of the chamber to form the stream that flows out of the cave mouth below. Low fieldstone walls serve as dams holding the water in. A wide exit stands to the south, while two smaller passages lead west. The sound of the waterfall echoes through the cavern, making it difficult to hear.

Wolfe: Wolfe quickly moves into the room and with a swift slash of steel, he cuts one of the goblins in two.
"Better hope you have more friends, midget."

Goblin: "DUMMY! WHY YOU DIE?!"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina crams some more cheese into her mouth listening to the sounds of swords. "Wonder if he's winning!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Do you do anything besides eat?"

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra growls. "Does no one have any means to make light?" she huffs, clearly frustrated at her inability to see the fight that she can clearly hear.

Goblin:

Wolfe: "Didn't come prepared, Princess!?" Wolfe calls out over his shoulder.

Goblin: "IDIOT! WHY YOU FALL IN THE WATER?!" The goblin from the stairway yells.

Wolfe: "Don't worry, we'll take care of this for ya."

Hjalkohm: "No more takin shots at me friends scum"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Just a moment, Lady Paladin." Raithe said, shouldering his bow.

Tealina Tealeaf: Whispering to Westra, "Guess that means he's still alive."

Westra Goldbrook: "For the moment," Westra responds, feeling her way further along the path.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will draw out a torch and light it so that Tealina and Westra can both see.
"Let's hope that they don't have any archers ready to take us out."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ahh! Much better! Much obliged, Master Moonstrike!"

Goblin: "Uggghhh..what happening?" The goblin laying next to Doug's corpse moans, looking around.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rushes the room and spares but a moment to take stock before bringing her weapon to bear on the first goblin she encounters.

Goblin: "GET UP! KILL FATHEA......." The goblin is struck down mid command.
The goblin in the water swims over to a makeshift dam and pushes it opened.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narow as Westra kills the goblin who shot him.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is happily ignorant of the vengeance she just stole, and looks for the next target without hesitation.

Levinath (GM): As the goblin pushed opened the dam, water rushes down the cave mouth nearly sweeping Tealina away with it. The goblin's batter body follows the water to the cave mouth.

Goblin:

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra feels a whiff of a passing blade, and turns to draw payment from its owner.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts as he reaches up and harshly rips out the arrow out of his chest.
He then drops it, stomps on it with a twist of his heel. Reaching down he cleans his blade off of Doug's fur, then kneels down and whispers a prayer over the dead wolfe.
He then sheaths his sword, pulls out his flask and after pouring some of the booze onto his wound with a hiss he takes a swig.
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Wolfe will then inspect the bodies of the goblins for anything useful, as well as see what they were trying to mess with.

Goblin: 13

Hjalkohm: Hjalkkohm makes a complex series of hand signals while looking toward the group.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Which way do we want to go?" Raithe asked.

Westra Goldbrook: "Let's see what's down those steps," Westra suggests, nodding to the southern pass.

Wolfe: "Better stand behind Westra so she can see, Raithe."
He yells that plenty loud.

Hjalkohm: At least Westra speaks Dwarven Hand Signal.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws a deep breath and exhales slowly.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina grabs hold of her trusty pal Hjalkohms cape again following closely behind.

Westra Goldbrook: And then, when the light is near, she proceeds south.

Levinath (GM): Sacks and crates of looted provisions are piled up in the south end of this large cave_ To the west, the floor slopes
toward a narrow opening that descends into darkness. In the middle of the cavern, the coals of large fire smolder.

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: Properly lit now by a sudden spell out of nowhere, Westra is suddenly aware of a number of foes throughout the room. "Enemies!" she calls, readying her halberd again

Levinath (GM):
Westra notices a small goblin female in a cage in the north west corner of the room.

Klarg: "KLARG WILL MURDER YOU ALL!"

Westra Goldbrook:

Klarg:
Klarg runs from the corner of the room and cracks Westra against her chest as he parries her strike. She falls into a heap on the floor.
"RAWWWRRRRR!!!! KLARG IS THE BEST!"

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow as he sees Westra get crunched.

Klarg:

Wolfe: Wolfe punches the wolf on the snout. "No."

Daciramas Maass: "Watch out for that bugbear! He is a nasty one!" She shouts from the corner, watching the battle commence.

Klarg: "KLARG SAYS SHUT YOU MOUTH GOBLIN!"

Hjalkohm:

Klarg:

Goblin: "I'M ON FIRE I'M ON FIRE!"

Daciramas Maass: "Good form!"

Klarg: "TINY MAN DARES THROW FIRE AT KLARG?"

Westra Goldbrook: "ZzzzzZZzzzzz..."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nocks an arrow and fires at the Goblin Weaponsmith.

Goblin: "You look like a tasty little morsel..." The goblin weaponmaster says to Tealina.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Klarg: "Offf!" Klarg huffs at the vicious strike. "KLARG WILL KILL YOU TOO GREEN MAN!"

Wolfe: Wolfe moves past the dog and slashes Klarg heavily across the chest. "Hey shit for brains." A snarl comes across from the Half-Orc. "I'm the best."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Who you calling little?" She glares at the Goblin and takes out both daggers diving towards the jerk!
Screaming "Dodge, dip dive, and dick!" Tealina uppercuts his gnards.

Daciramas Maass: "You show him Girlie! That ugry brute kept grabbin' my butt!"

Goblin:
"YOU NO KILL JERRY!"
"NO KLARG IS THE BEST! I SHOW YOU!"

Klarg:
"Uh oh..."

Wolfe:

Klarg: "HA HA! RIPPER BITE YOU IN THE BUTT!"
"HAHAHAHA!"

Wolfe: Wolfe parries the blow with his katana, his eyes narrowed at Klarg. The non-capital letter W wolf bites at his backside, but doesn't knock him down.

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm kneels down and grabs a potion from Westra's belt. "Here miss, I'e a feeling we need your strength here."

Klarg: 10
"HEY? WHY YOU NOT DEAD?!" His eyes get big as Westra stands up.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra coughs awake, near-choking on a healing potion. "Ugh.. what..." she mutters, trying to get her bearings. But the flurry of movement from nearby combat grabs her attention, and she forces herself to her feet. She snarls at the creature speaking to her, and takes a swing at him without answering.

Klarg: "NOW KLARG REALLY MAD!"

Westra Goldbrook: Though she's not yet quite coordinated enough to land the first, reversing the strike to drive the butt of her weapon into the beasts face is satisfying.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fires at the Goblin Fighter facing Tealina.

Wolfe:

Raithe Moonstrike: "Put down your--"
Raithe fires the arrow into the Goblin's eye.
"weapons." he smirks.

Klarg: "HA HA! YOU COULDN'T HIT TREE GREEN MAN!"

Wolfe: Wolfe, thrown somewhat umbalanced by the wolf biting at his leg causes him to miss his slash at Klarg.
"Someone shut this idiot up."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina draws her bow and shoots towards Klarg. Even though she'd like to see him murder Wolfe she is concerned for Westra.

Daciramas Maass: "Right between the eyes Missy!"

Tealina Tealeaf:

Klarg: "IM GONNA SMASH YOUR....."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina pulls back her bow and fires an arrow directly into the heart of Klarg.
"ADVENTURE!" she shouts!

Raithe Moonstrike: "Good shot, Tealina!" Raithe said.

Levinath (GM): The giant beast clutches at his chest, falling to his knees, and then flat on his face.

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm easily deflects a blow with his shield

Daciramas Maass: "Nice shootin' short pants!"

Hjalkohm:
"Well hes not on fire anymore"

Westra Goldbrook: "Well done!" Westra shouts jubilantly as Klang and the goblin archer each fall in turn. She was beginning to think she had really underestimated her party members! Seeing only the rabid wolf left, she lunches to strike it with her halberd.

Daciramas Maass: "Good Form!"

Westra Goldbrook: As the beast falls, Westra stands to her full height once more and sighs, bloodied and panting.
"Is everyone alright?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina searches the barrels for food.

Daciramas Maass: "Uhhh....do you guys think...uhhh...you could toss the keys over from that big guy there?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe turns his attention to the person cheering for them that isn't part of their group.
"I'm good. How are you, Lady Paladin? And who is our sudden friend?"

Tealina Tealeaf: "Ohhh piece of candy!" She says waving her fingers in the air cramming the candy in her pack.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts, slightly annoyed that he didn't kill anything this bout. He cleans his sword off of a goblin's body and then sheaths his weapon. He kneels next to the dead wolf and says a prayer over its corpse, laying a flat hand on its brow, and then he stands and grabs a flask from his waist.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods at Raithe's inquiry, then moves to lift the keys from Klang's belt. She walks them over to the cage containing the goblin.

Levinath (GM): Tealina finds various dried and salted meats and some rotten fruit. Most of the supplies are marked with the image of a blue lion. The party also finds nearly 25 weapons from the Neverwinter shipment, which Westra would know was about a quarter of the total armaments in the shipment.

Westra Goldbrook: "Who are you? And how came you to be here,?"

Daciramas Maass: "Hi! I am Daciramas, but you can call me Daci sexy lady!" She winks at her. "These idiots locked me up because I don't want to help them rob stupid caravans and kidnap people."

Levinath (GM): Tealina also finds a small chest filled with copper and silver coins, and a small jade frog figurine with golden orbs for eyes.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes, as though doubtful. "And why wouldn't you want to help them? Are you not one of theirs?"

Wolfe: "Not everything with green skin is a psychopath, Westra."
He mutters something unkind and then tries to see if the goblins had any grog to steal.

Daciramas Maass: "So since you are a human, shall I assume you have the same ideals and beliefs as a wizard of Thay? Hmmm?" Westra's stereotyping of her seemed to upset her greatly.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe does not get involved in the discussion about stereotypes. It never leads anywhere good.

Daciramas Maass: "I am not some idiot running the countryside looking for scraps. I want to learn about magic, and history, and geography!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Did you see where they took the rest of the goods?" Raithe asked.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe manages to find something that might pass as ale in the cheapest bar in neverwinter.

Wolfe: "Maybe you should let her out of the cage to talk to her like a person, instead of a prisoner." He says while tries to fill up as many containers he can carry with the awful booze.

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm only suggesting that we use caution," she says, turning to look at the others. "These goblins tried to kill us on sight, yet she is here, unharmed. They heard us coming. It's possible this is some kind of ruse, that's all."

Daciramas Maass: She put her finger to his mouth. "Hmmm maybe....and I can tell you some other stuff too! I know where they have the human guy. Shridhar or something like that."
"Will you let me out first?!"

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm takes a seat by the campfire and sets about drying his boots by the embers.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches the others, trying to determine if anyone besides Wolfe has opinions about what to do with Daci

Daciramas Maass: "They were going to send me to Cragmaw Castle like they did the dwarf, because the Black Spider wants to force me to work for him."

Westra Goldbrook: "The who?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Lady Westra, let's let her out." Raithe said.

Tealina Tealeaf: Cramming the candy in her mouth Tealina walks over and opens the cage.

Daciramas Maass: She shrugged. "Some big evil mage guy that King Grol is working for."
"Thanks short stuff!" She pats Tealina on the butt and gives her another wink. "I knew I liked you!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Who is King Grol? Is he here?"

Daciramas Maass: "Oh no, he is at Cragmaw Castle. It has waaaaaay more goblins...and some other nasty stuff there."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Tealina Tealeaf! Nice to meet ya!" She says mouth full of candy offering a hand full to her new friend.

Daciramas Maass: "There are just some dummies here at raid the road, and Yeemik, the second in command, and stupid head, over there." She points at the dead bugbear.
"Thanks!" She stuffs the candy in here mouth and eats it just like Tealina.

Westra Goldbrook: "This Cragmaw Castle, is that where they took the captured human?"

Daciramas Maass: (at = that)

Tealina Tealeaf: Nudging Raithe, "I like her!"

Daciramas Maass: "The human is still here as far as I know, King Grol only wanted the Dwarf. Something about a secret map to an Echo Cavern. Sounded like pretty neat magical stuff, boy I wish I could go there!"

Westra Goldbrook: "We should finish routing the goblins from these caves, then," Westra says, looking back to the others.

Daciramas Maass: Daci walks over to a pile of belongings next to her cage and picks up several items, putting a robe, and belt back on, and some form of walking stick.

Westra Goldbrook: "There is another prisoner here, somewhere."

Daciramas Maass: "WOOOOWWW! Are you guys like HEROS? Like the Regulators?!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe just shakes his head at Tealina. "Yes, I thought you might." he grins.
"I agree with Westra. No caravan will be safe until the goblins are driven out." he said.

Wolfe: Wolfe spits. "No."

Daciramas Maass: "Oh...."

Raithe Moonstrike: "No. Unlike the Regulators, we answer for actions."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc rolls his eyes at Raithe's comment.

Daciramas Maass: "I just thought...." She looks completely confused, though it is apparent the Regulators are not a popular bunch with this crowd. "Anyways.....That human guy should be across the bridge back in the adjacent room."

Wolfe: "We going now, then?"

Daciramas Maass: She eyes Tealina. "What sort of 'Wolf' is that? Fascinating."
"I would like to study him..." She lifts up one of Rufus's floppy ears.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm ready to move."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. We should press on."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc grunts again, setting down his flask and pulling out one of his healing potions. He uncorks it and downs it.
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Tossing the empty container over his shoulder he exhales and gets to his feet.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina smacks her hand "No touchy! He's not a wolf! He's my best friend!"

Wolfe: "Alright then. Let's go." He once more pulls free his sword, though he keeps a flask in the other hand.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina mounts Rufus and follows Westra.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Careful. She' touchy about Rufus." Raithe said.

Daciramas Maass: "Oh! What is he?!" She rubs her hand.

Tealina Tealeaf: "He's a Bernie dog. Some call them Saints. That's how special they are." She replies as she rubs Rufus' ears.

Daciramas Maass: "Golly gee! He is neato!"

Wolfe: "Short-stuff, you alright?" He nods towards Tealina as he takes up the rear.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina pulls a health potion form her pack and takes it. "I'm fine, Meanie." She glares back at Wolfe

Wolfe: Wolfe looks visibly confused.

Tealina Tealeaf: rolling 2d4+2
(3+4)+2= 9

Westra Goldbrook: At the sight of light ahead, Westra slows and proceeds carefully

Daciramas Maass: This large cave is divided in half by a ten-foot-high escarpment. A steep natural staircase leads from the lower portion to the upper ledge. The air is hazy with the smoke of a cooking fire, and pungent from the smell of poorly cured hides and unwashed goblins.

Yeemik: "We are under assault you idiots! Kill them!"

Goblin: "What what what?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Back up, use the tunnel to corral them!"

Goblin:

Hjalkohm: "Aye let us corral them! Hold stong and fire over us"

Westra Goldbrook:

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina looks over where Westra use to be and utters "Uh oh..."

Levinath (GM): 6

Wolfe: "What a surprise."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That escalated quickly."

Wolfe: "Our Princess is, as ever, graceful."

Levinath (GM): Westra steps precariously and falls down a small ravine into the water.

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed! Hold stroooOOOHH!"
Westra tumbles down the embankment and lands roughly in the stream below. She shakes it off and heads back up to where her comrades are fighting, albeit slowly.

Yeemik: "Ehhheeehehehe! You see that dumb one fall down the poop shoot?"

Wolfe: Wolfe quickdraws a hand-axe and hurls it through the air at Yeemik

Yeemik: The goblin boss sneers. "Who did you throw that at Orc?"

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: Wolfe with his now free hand grabs his flask and drinks with his remaining movement and bonus action.

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe sees the Goblin that Wolf was aiming at, then nocks an arrow and fires.

Yeemik: He takes and arrow and falls backwards.

Raithe Moonstrike: He's rewarded with the sound of his arrow hitting flesh and smiles.

Yeemik: "Kill that stupid one witht he bow you ingrates!" His voice is now heard over the ledge.

Tealina Tealeaf: "For ADVENTURE!" Tealina yells as she draws her bow shooting towards the Goblin fighter!

Yeemik:
Yeemik appears again holding Sildhar in front of him, over the cliff face. "You kill me, he dies too!"
"Get them you idiots!"

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls herself back up onto the original path in time to see Hjalkohm surrounded by goblins. "Watch your head, Hjal!"

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs and drops his flask, then he runs full speed and tries to leap up

Goblin: You all hear a "HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" crackle come from around the corner.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses, thinking for a minute that the nearby breeze smelled strongly of cheap ale.

Goblin:

Wolfe: He leaps up, takes a crit, comes down on both feet with a grunt and coughs blood as he lands next to Yeemik.
"Fuck off. Runt."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe shoots at the Goblin Fighter.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina dips through Westra's legs and draws her bow at the Goblin Wizard, "Hey Harry!" She yells as she fires.
"Who's the wizard now?!" She yells jumping up in the air with excitement!

Yeemik:
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Westra Goldbrook:

Yeemik: Yeemik looks around at the slaughter. "PArley! I will Parley for this human's life!"

Wolfe: "Okay."

Yeemik: "Stand down, boys..."

Hjalkohm: "First we require this fizzing goblin to take a trip down this cliff."

Goblin: "EHEHEHEHEHE!"

Yeemik: "I SAID SHUT UP AND STOP FIGHTING! Put that out Jimbo."

Goblin: "ok boss man!" The goblin puts out the dynamite he was carrying.

Yeemik: Yeemik, looks back and forth to Wolfe and the others seemingly no trusting they will not continue fighting. "You come for this one? He must be very important."

Wolfe: "Just more important than you."
"We killed your Bugbear buddy."
"You can be next if you don't let him go."

Yeemik: He blinks..."Klarg is dead?"

Wolfe: "As dead as your wiggly fingers." He nods towards Harry's corpse.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina giggles at the wiggley fingers comment and then remembers she's still angry at Wolfe.

Yeemik: This seems to improve his mood, though he tries to hide the smile that formed on his lips for a moment.
"I will release him....."
"...for 50 gold."

Wolfe: "I'll make you a counter offer."
"You release him, and we let you go and I don't take the next day and a half peeling your skin off like an orange."

Westra Goldbrook: "Consider carefully, vermin," Westra warns.

Yeemik: "It's true, you can kill me, but you kill me, he dies with me." He holds the dagger to the mans neck.
The voice of Lady Westra seems to stir him a bit more. He looks, worriedly at the group. "10 gold...."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra growls.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts, annoyed. He goes to sheath his sword slowly. "Fine."
He pulls out ten gold pieces and offers them, palm up to Yeemik.
"Want me to count them out?"

Yeemik: He doesn't move. "I can count." He growls. "Just show them to me."

Wolfe: Wolfe does so.

Yeemik: It does seem to take him a couple seconds to count 10 coins in Wolfe's hand.
He grabs them. "If you would let just get to the door....."

Wolfe: Wolfe nods and makes no move to bar his way.

Yeemik: He sits the soldier at the top of the stairs. and waits to see if the group lets his two allies pass.

Hjalkohm: Moves toward the fire, glad to be clear of the sapper

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is clearly unhappy with this arrangement. "If we let them leave, they will remain here to harry innocent travelers on the nearby road."

Yeemik: "I will not, I lead this clan now. I will not answer to King Grol."

Wolfe: "You don't like it Princess, feel free to change the terms of the arrangement and live with the consequences."

Yeemik: "That idiot Klarg made us puppets to Grol's will."

Sildar Hallwinter: "urrrgggghhhhhhh.."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes, and though she pauses, she doesn't yet move from the path. "Who is this King Grol? What does he want with the prisoners he takes?"

Yeemik: "He only wanted the Dwarf. Klarg just used this one as a punching bag. Some nonsense about a map and secret cave. Blah blah blah."
"Grol only does what the Black Spider tells him to do now."

Westra Goldbrook: "And the Black Spider? Who or what is it?"

Yeemik: "No idea, Klarg was the only one that spoke to Grol, did he seem like the type of creature to carry on intelligent conversation?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is still clearly unhappy about this arrangement. But at least the goblin woman's story was confirmed, and the soldier prisoner was now secured. Reluctantly, she steps out of the way of the path. "Do not return here, vermin, else we will not enjoy such cordial terms."

Wolfe: Wolfe picks up the hand axe he threw at Yeemik and stows it at his belt.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina barks at them as they walk by her.

Yeemik: "Lets go boys!" He walks out of the cave with the other two, leaving Sildar at the top of the stairs.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts as he sits down, clearly unhappy with his lot in life.
"Remind me not to have you negotiate hostage situations." He says towards Westra.
"Gonna quibble over ten fucking gold."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra inspects the soldier to ensure he is in no immediate danger of perishing, and then looks for any indication of whom he serves.
"It wasn't the gold, it was the potential trouble they'll cause future travelers," she murmurs, as she works.

Sildar Hallwinter: "Thank...thank you...whoever you are." The old man, which grey hair in his early fifties, manages to get out. He just appears bruised and weak.

Wolfe: "Well feel free to hunt them down and murder them, then."
Wolfe spits blood, then makes his way up the stairs to retrieve his flask.

Sildar Hallwinter: 1

Wolfe: Wolfe growls as he sees that his flask is gone. "Son of a bitch."
He pulls out one of his other flasks
Uncorks it, and drinks the goblin grog.
"Gah. That's awful."
He drinks some more.
"Blech. Truly bad."

Wolfe: Glub glub.
--End Session 2--
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 10:23:26 AM
--Session 3--

Levinath (GM):
The group finds themselves still in the goblin cave speaking with the old man, Sildhar they resuced from the goblins.
“I must have taken a club, or rock, to the head during the scuffle because I awoke here to that beast of a bugbear, Klarg, beating me and laughing the entire time. I saw no one other than him or the goblins, but as I waned in and out of consciousness, it became apparent the weapons, and us humans were not the reason for the attack. This Black Spider wanted Gundren and his map to Wave Echo Cavern. The Dwarf and his Brothers, Tharden and Nundro, discovered the entrance recently. They intend to open the mines again. The story goes, there is some kind of spell forge within the halls of the cave that can imbue weapons with powerful magic.” He groaned and tried to pull himself more upright.
“Gundren must have been taken to Cragmaw Castle, Klarg had mentioned they would take him there, but I must admit I have lost track of time. The Dwarf’s brothers, Tharden and Nundro should already be in Phandalin, though I only know Gundren.” He closed his eyes, even talking was exhausting the old man.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra listened to the old soldier's explanation, and nodded as she followed along. She clapped a hand lightly on his shoulder. "You have done well, friend, to keep your wits about you and survive such abuse." She looked to the others in her party, then. "We should head to Phandolin. If we find the brothers of the missing dwarf, they should be able to tell us how to find this Echo Cavern. I'd wager we'll find the rest of the missing weapons from the shipment - and the evildoers who've stolen them - there."
"What say you?"

Sildar Hallwinter: He began to work to his feet, his body bruised nearly all over. "Bruises heal, I have had my share over the years." He paused a moment to lean against the wall. "I do not imagine the weapons would be at this cavern, legend says no one has set foot in it in over 500 years before these dwarves discovered it. The weapons are likely at Cragmaw Castle....or in burrows such as these."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina felt sorry for the poor soul and want to give him something to eat. She placed her pack on the ground and dove in head first with only her feet sticking out the top while she searched it for cheese. She pulled out the cheese and offered it to the old man. "What will we do with him?" Looking to Westra for wisdom.

Sildar Hallwinter: He gave her a soft smile. "Thank you, Child." He chewed it slowly, grimacing as his muscles moved on his bruised face. "Where you able to find anything in here?"

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM): Westra knows Cragmaw Castle is a Golbin and Hobgoblin stronghold somewhere in this area of the Neverwinter Woods.

Westra Goldbrook: "I'd thought they might mean to try to enchant the weapons at this mystic cavern. But you are right; they have just as likely stored them at this castle you've mentioned, or elsewhere. Though I've heard of Cragmaw Castle and its hobgoblin and goblin hordes, I'm not familiar with the exact location. Do you know it, Sir Hallwinter?"

Levinath (GM): "Alas, I do not, typically goblins are an easy phone to send running, not worth the effort of trying to route all of them." He thought for a moment. "Though I am sure we can find more information in Phandalin. I have a couple friends there that may be able to point us in the right direction. I would be happy to help you, and pay you some for your services if you would escort me to the Stonehill Inn."

Westra Goldbrook: "We will escort you to safety, good sir, without a fee. It is the least we could do for the information and help you've already offered." She looked to the others. "We should do a quick inventory of what's here, take hold of anything of use, and be off to Phandolin. What say you?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe listened to the information in full, knowing that there was more traveling and adventure to bed had.
"I agree. Let's take what we can and go."

Hjalkohm: 'Aye, I be the right height to help Sir Hallwinter along"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina pulls out her frog and rubs his head. "I'll get us some extra food!" She exclaims. Of course, concerned about the lack of tasty treats around.

Westra Goldbrook: "Excellent." Seeing that Hjalkohm is helping Sildhar along, Westra sets about scouring the room (and the last room as well) for items of use or interest.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe would look for more arrows to replenish what he'd lost thus far.

Levinath (GM): The group finds the missing pieces to the wagon that was half disassembled, a portion of the missing weapons, what looks to be nearly an entire wagon of crates with various supplies in them. All the crates bear a blue crested shield with a lion on it.
There is also an abundance of goblin related items, arrows, rotten food, trash, and filth.
As the party is taking stock Tealina's frog returns and barfs up 10 goodberries.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Ohhh!" Tealina's fingers wiggle in excitement. She grabs the Goodberries and puts them in her pack as well as her frog.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra helps load the weapons and supplies onto the horses, and ensures Sildhar has a place to ride as well. If the horses are over-encumbered, she'll allow the injured man to ride her horse while she walks alongside.
But barring any objections from the group, she'll herd them all towards Phandolin.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina mounts up on Rufus and exclaims "Onward to ADVENTURE!"

Levinath (GM): As party arrives at the outskirts of the village without issue. The rutted track emerges from a wooded hillside, and you catch your first glimpse of Phandalin. The town consists of forty or fifty simple log buildings, some built on old fieldstone foundations. More old ruins-crumbling stone walls covered in ivy and briars-surround the newer houses and shops, showing how this must have been a much larger town in centuries past. Most of the newer buildings are set on the sides of the cart track, which widens into a muddy main
street of sorts as it climbs toward a ruined manor house on a hillside at the east side of town. As you approach, you see children playing on the town green and townsfolk tending to chores or running errands at shops. Many people look up as you approach, but all return to their business as you go by.
Sildar seems much more at ease. "My friends," he says, "let us secure lodgings. The local inn is very quaint."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. A good meal and some rest would not be out of turn. Sir Hallwinter, where might we find these friends you mentioned? Are they the brothers of the missing dwarf? I believe you said you were acquainted with them, no?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe remembers that this is where Eston said the investigation would lead. Now to figure out what was going on here with the Redbrand Ruffians.

Levinath (GM): "I only know Gundren, not his brothers, though they are supposed to be here somewhere. Elmar Barthen at the trading post is likely the best person to ask about them, everyone buys their provisions there."

Sildar Hallwinter: He points to a large red roofed building to the east side of the road.

Levinath (GM): A small boy and girl run up to Rufus, their eyes as big as saucers. "Whoa! That is a neat dog!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Careful, he eats little kids." Raithe said.
"But only on Thursdays."

Tealina Tealeaf: Proud Tealina says "Thanks! his name is Rufus! He likes apples!" She pulls one from her pack and hands it to the children.

Levinath (GM): Their mouths fall open, as the boy takes the apple from Tealina, the girl asks. "Does he really eat kids?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina smiles back at Raithe, "Only on Thursdays."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs and shakes her head at Raithe's teasing the children. "I'm going to step into Barthen's. Do the rest of you want to come with, or continue on to acquire lodging?"

Levinath (GM): "Ahhhhh!!! They both run away.

Hjalkohm: "I'll join ya, need ya think like a Dwarf ta find a Dwarf I say"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'll handle the lodging." Raithe said.
"Meet you at the inn once you're done?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods to both Hjal and Raithe. "Indeed."
...and then heads to the shop.

Levinath (GM): Barthen's Provisions is the largest trading post in the small village. It is opened from sun up to sun down and stocks all manner of goods, except weapons and armor. The proprietor is Elmar Barthen, a lean and balding human male shopkeeper of fifty years who smiles warming as the group enters. A couple of younger boys stock shelves and look at the group with interest,

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe heads for the Stonehill Inn, while taking some time to get familiar with a few of the locations in that area of town.

Tealina Tealeaf: Curious as to where her friend is going, Tealina follows Raithe, "Hey! Wait for me!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes note of whether the place seems to sell healing potions, as she has recently come to appreciate the usefulness of them. When she reaches the counter, she looks to the shopkeep with a polite but professional air. "Good afternoon," she greets him, pausing to see if Sir Hallwinter is a friend of the man or merely acquainted with him.

Levinath (GM): "Welcome Travelers. Whatever you are lookin for, we have it here! Oh Sildhar, been a while since I have seen you in these parts." He offered the man a firm handshake.
Westra can see no healing potions laying around, though they are not normally something in high supply.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe waits for Tealina, then continues on toward the Stonehill Inn. "I'm just going to make sure that we have a place to sleep when all of the excitement for the day is over." Raithe said.

Sildar Hallwinter: "Elmar, you old goat!" He returns a smile and a shake. We ran into some trouble with the goblins on the trail. "Has been three or four days since I had a proper meal."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Good plan! We should stick together though! That Westra is kind of a stiff." Tealina shrugs as she follows Raithe

Levinath (GM): Elmar frowned. "Them damn goblins have been hittin about every shipment that heads down the trail. It's a shame, makes my life and everyone's much more difficult here."
"And too boot we have thugs takin over the town, dark days, my friend."

Westra Goldbrook: "Thugs you say?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "She's a Paladin, Tealina. Paladins have a code to follow and they do. No matter where it leads." Raithe said.

Westra Goldbrook: "Apologies," she says, realizing she's butted in. "Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter. What's this about thugs taking over?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina rolls her eyes "Boorrrinnnggg."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Her presence has been a positive, though. Never thought I'd say that about a Paladin."

Levinath (GM): "Aye, they like to be called Redbrands, someone came up with the name Redbrand Ruffians after that." He chuckled. "They shake down people, steal, drink and fight. All sorts of trouble."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, I've heard mention of these ruffians. Their leader is actually a person of interest to me. Do you know where they can typically be found?"

Levinath (GM): "All over town, any of the idiots with a red bandana wrapped somewhere on their body. They took over the old manor on the east side of town, I am sure you saw it on the hill when you came in."
"Though I have never seen a leader, just hooligans all the time. Though I am sure someone is keeping them from killin us all, the lot of idiots."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded. "Indeed we did. We're also looking for two dwarf brothers, Tharden and Nundro. Have you heard of them?"

Levinath (GM): He looked to Sildhar, considering something.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe notes the Shrine of Luck, not far from the Inn and goes to inspect it.
He's not seen anything like it a long, long time. "A Shrine of Luck. Hm. Wonder who put this here."

Levinath (GM): "Aye, I have seen a pair of dwarves. Nundro and....I can't recall the other's name, he seemed kind of squirrely, if you get my drift Miss. They bought provisions about a fort night ago, as I consider their purchase, they should be back for more any day now."
Phandalin's only temple is a small shrine made of stones taken from the nearby ruins. It is dedicated to Tymora,goddess of luck and good fortune. A tall and gentle eleven acolyte tends to the garden.

Westra Goldbrook: "Fortunate. If they happen back through, will you kindly let them know that they may find us at the inn? We may have news about their brother's fate, and would like to speak with them."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina reaches out to touch it, "Probably someone lucky."

Levinath (GM): "I would be much obliged to. Look here, these Ruffians are causing all sorts of trouble for everyone in Phandalin. I have been trying to organize some kind of defense, but many do not wish to get involved or make their lives worse than they currently are. We are miners and farmers, not warriors." He paused and anger crossed his face. "And Harbin is a good for nothing town master, and needs to be replaced." He looked at the group of adventurers and scratched his chin. "If you could eliminate them and assist me in my bid for town master. We could work out a very lucrative business deal for the both of us."
"Greetings travelers." A music voice greets Tealina and Raithe. "May Tymore guide you." She offers them a soft bow.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hello." the Elf said. "Thank you for your welcome."

Westra Goldbrook: "I would like very much to help you, sir, but my party has already been hired to track down some missing weapons that we believe have been stolen by the creatures at Cragmaw Castle. We must honor our existing commitments. Do you know where Cragmaw Castle is, by chance? We could perhaps assist you after we've settled our current affairs."

Levinath (GM): "I have not heard of such a place. You would think if he had a castle nearby, we might have something other than outlaws, goblins, and orcs coming into our town."

Hjalkohm: "Or Kings"

Westra Goldbrook: "Hm. Indeed. I will bring your offer to the rest of the party, in any case. What sort of arrangement are you envisioning, good sir?"

Levinath (GM): "What brings you to our small village." She asks, a soft smile on her face, she seems excited as she looks at Raithe. "I have not seen one of our kind in many years."
He scratched his chin. "Well, we could work out a number of things, depending on what you are looking for. I have done will this trading, post, even com across some enchanted items through the years, of course these is always money, or perhaps one of the pieces of land around the town. If we could rid the town of these hooligans, I would make certain something such as this would never befall our town again."

Westra Goldbrook: "You mean to set yourself up as a Lord?" she asked, a brow arching.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh, we're just sight-seeing." Raithe said. "Just looking for a place to rest after a long day of traveling."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina looks over excitedly, "We're going on an adventure! And now we're looking for some luck!"

Levinath (GM): She ran a hand across Rufus's head, smiling at the beast before turn back to Raithe. "You have come to the right place for both. The Stonehill Inn will be the most comfortable place you will find in our tiny village." She frowned, seemingly trouble. "Though always remain vigilant, for there are some unscrupulous people about in Phandalin."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Are you referring to the Redbrand Ruffians?" Raithe asked, keeping his voice low.

Levinath (GM): "Well, not Lord....." He seemed to dislike the accusation. "We just have a leader of the town, and our current one is a good for nothing wimp that refuses to stand up to the ruffians." He lowered his voice. "I wouldn't be surprised, if he was receiving some kind of 'compensation' for looking the other way."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looked concerned, though less at the prospect of the shopkeep becoming a lord and more at the notion of a leading shirking his duties. "That is unfortunate."

Levinath (GM): She nodded. "They are a blight on our once peaceful town."

Sildar Hallwinter: "We can go see this Harbin tomorrow, either way Elmar and see if we can talk some sense into him."

Westra Goldbrook: "Well, we are here for the night, it seems, until we can speak to the dwarves. I will take your offer to the rest of the party and perhaps we can work something out while we wait. Thank you for your help, sir." She started to turn to go, but remembered something. "Oh! I'd like to buy a torch, if you have one. And do you know where I might buy some healing potions?"

Levinath (GM): He nodded. "Yeah, perhaps you can talk some sense into the old fool!"
"Lad, get this lady a torch. On the house" He shouted back to one of the boys gawking in the back. "I am fresh out of healing potions, though I believe your Captain was supposed to be sending me another shipment, Sildhar. Probably ransacked by those damned goblins."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nodded, figuring that's who she was speaking of. He wondered what kind of business Eston had with them that lead him to worry about his involvement being known.
"Do you know who leads these men?" Raithe asked.

Levinath (GM): "I am sorry, I do not. I try to avoid them at all costs." He looked towards the manor to the east. "Whoever it is, they are likely in there."

Westra Goldbrook: "Much obliged, good sir," she thanked him. She turned to Hallwinter in preparation of leaving. "I'd like to go with you, when you speak to this town leader, Sir Hallwinter," she said, as shemoved towards the door. "I'd like to ask him myself about these accusations of taking money from brigands in exchange for inaction."

Sildar Hallwinter: "As you wish, Miss Westra."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looked toward the manor to the east. "Thank you very much for your time, good lady. We appreciate it."

Levinath (GM): "Please come back and see me again, good Sir." She gave him a curtsy and a wave to Tealina.

Westra Goldbrook: "I take it he has a home here somewhere?" she asked, as she moved with Hallwinter out into the street. "Do you know where we will find him?" She casts an eye about, keeping watch for the others as she moves.

Levinath (GM): "The townmaster's hall is right in the center of town." He paused and smiled. "Of course. Right next to the Stonehill Inn." He pointed down the road.

Westra Goldbrook: "Excellent," she said, heading in that direction. "Let's see how the others have fared in acquiring lodging, and then perhaps we can go see this fellow tonight."

Tealina Tealeaf: Side tracked from what Raithe was talking about Tealina sees a sign that says "Edermath Orchard" and starts heading that way. "Oh boy!" She thought, rubbing Rufus' head, "We can get so many different apples!"

Levinath (GM): "Good day to ya Miss, and Sirs. We need to start closing up." The sun is moving quickly onto the horizon, it looks like most of the town is heading in.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nods and watches her go. He turns and finds that the Gnome has vanished. "This should concern me deeply." he said aloud.
"I'll take care of lodgings, then find the Gnome." Raithe said, going to the inn.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina wonders into the Orchard and looks around with big bright eyes. "Can you believe this Rufus?!"

Levinath (GM): Tealina comes up a tidy little cottage beside an apple orchard. The orchard is dark in the twilight, a light glowns inside the small hut.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra reaches the inn just behind Raithe, and follows him inside. "Were you able to find any information?" she asked, assuming he'd gotten sidetracked talking to someone or exploring some piece of the town.

Levinath (GM): In the center of town stands a large, newly built roadhouse of fieldstone and rough-hewn timbers. The common room is filled with locals nursing mugs of ale or cider, all of them eyeing you with curiosity.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina dismounts Rufus and walks up to the cottage door and knocks.

Trilena: The lady behind the bar is a short young woman with sandy blond hair and a pleasant face. She offers the group a smile as they enter. "Good Day to ye fine folk! Can I help ye?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I learned a little something, but ended up speaking to a local about some of the stuff going on around here. Let's get lodgings handled and I'll tell what I learned." he said.
"Also, the Gnome disappeared."

Levinath (GM): Tealina finds that no one answers.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina peaks through a window.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looked behind, towards the door, as she realized that, yes, they were short one gnome. "Disappeared?" she asked, but she wouldn't press. She moved with the group towards the bar, and signals for the attention of whoever seems in charge. "We're interested in lodging for the night, please."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina stands on Rufus and peaks in the window.

Levinath (GM): Tealina does not see anyone in the simple one room cottage. A candle burns on a small writing desk, the bed is nearly made.
"Aye, we got rooms. The best rooms in 50 miles!" She smiled. "Four of ye? That will be 40 silver for the night. Includes Dinner and Breakfast!"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina sits down on the porch with and pets Rufus, "Well, I guess we'll wait."

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will pay the 40 silver for the two rooms and then look to Westra.
"Yeah, she was there one moment and gone the next. I didn't see where she went."

Levinath (GM): "Thank ye!" He pockets the coin and immediately shouts, seemingly directly in Raithe's ear. "PPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPP! FOUR PLATES OUT HERE NOWWW!"

Wolfe: Wolfe had departed from the group once they got to town to head to the Coster to get some fresh fruit and then to the inn to the closest liquor supplier to recharge his needed stores. He walks up after the others negotiating their room and takes a slow pull from his flask. "We beddin down for the night or gonna take care of those red scarf punks?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Well, she knew we were coming here. Hopefully she'll turn up." She looks to the barkeep and gestures to a table. "I'll take a meal if there's service," she said, then gestured for Raith (and others) to sit with her. "I've a little news as well, but please. You first," she offers, to the elf.
"It's a possibility we'll see to the latter, depending," she answered Wolfe, though said nothing further until Raithe had a chance to explain what he'd learned.

Trilena: A small boy runs out to the table with four plates of potatoes, lentils, and a piece of chicken on eat. "Here you are Sir, Sir, Sir, Miss. Thank ye!" The woman comes out to the table. "What can I get ye to drink, loves?"

Wolfe: "Blegh, fine."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe also asked for a meal and sat down for at the table. "We were looking around and I got to speak to another elf. Told her we were just passing through." Raithe said, holding off on the story to order an ale.

Wolfe: He sits down at the table and slides his sword off his back, resting it against it as he starts digging into the food with his bare hands, hungrily chomping on his dinner faire.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra asks for a water when the server comes around.
"Oh, so no new information?" she clarified, a touch disappointed.

Raithe Moonstrike: Once she was gone, he continued.
"She talked about the Redbrands and said they've been harming the town for some time. I asked if she knew who leads the group and she said she didn't know, but said that someone in the manor to the east probably does."

Trilena: She wanders off.

Raithe Moonstrike: "She looked uncomfortable talking about it, though, and I couldn't pin her down to get more info."

Sildar Hallwinter: "My friends, I am going to retire and rest my old bones. Many thanks to you all, I will see you on the morrow." He pays for his own room and takes a plate up the stairs with him.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina is getting a bit sleepy.She and Rufus go to the corner of the porch and curl up. But not before reaching into her pack and having a few Goodberries.

Levinath (GM): Tealina heals 1 hp for each goodberry she eats.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded. "That confirms what I discovered, as well. Though There is hearsay that the leader of the town - the Harbin to which we're meant to deliver Rutherford's crate - may be either complicit with or under the thumb of these ruffians," she explains, in a lowered voice. She pauses to wish Hallwinter a good night, then continues.

Trilena: (The crate goes the elmar, the guy at the trading post)

Wolfe: (My character is drunk)

Westra Goldbrook: "The shopkeep we spoke to feels that the townmaster - Harbin - hasn't been doing anything for the town, and seeks to displace him. He's offered us payment if we assist him in dealing with the ruffians and then supporting his bid to step up."

Levinath (GM): "What have we here?" A fit, silver haired half-elf, stands before Tealina and Rufus. He looks aged, but still has the stature and body of a fighter. "You don't look like the normal thieves and vagabonds I see in these parts."

Westra Goldbrook: "I propose we go to speak with this Harbin, see if we can get any more information out of him, and then if we're all ready and able, we head to the manor in the east and confront these ruffians."
"But it's possible he may know more about how they operate, or what to expect."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, I agree. If nothing else, we'll might find out who's really working with these guys so that they can be dealt with." Raithe said.

Wolfe: Wolfe chews his food and grumbles. "Why do we care about the fuckin politics of the area?"
"We don't live here, let these people sort it out."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina stands up excitedly, "Hello! I am an adventurer! And I looovveee apples! So does my friend Rufus here! We were wondering about your apple picking contest! You see, no picks apples faster than us! We are too quick!" She hope she got everything she wanted to say out. \

Wolfe: "Kick the shit out of the scarf bandits or whatever they're called."

Trilena: She loudly slaps the drinks down on the table. "Did ye say Harbin? That Lout is a good fer nuthin." She scowled. "Thel Dendrar, our local woodcarver, tried to get him to help, but when he refused Thel tried to steal with their thievin asses himself. They came by his shop a couple days later, and killed him! A whole group of em' and what did Harbin do? Nuthin! Now Thel's whole family has gone missin! I'll tell you its only gonna get worse!"

Westra Goldbrook: "These people have been through a rough time," Westra pointed out. "You heard Raithe. They can't even speak freely in their own streets."

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles. "Can't even speak freely at a table without someone putting their coppers into the food."

Levinath (GM): He looked at the odd Gnome. "Apple picking contest? I wasn't aware I was having one." He sat the bundle of wood he was carrying down next to the door.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina pulled out a flyer she found on the ground next to the luck statue and hands it to him.

Raithe Moonstrike: "It's not the politics I'm worried about. So long as the bandits aren't holding the town hostage, they can pick anyone they want to lead them. That's up to them."

Levinath (GM): He looked at the flyer, and then looks at her. "I think you wrote this...."

Wolfe: "Fine. We all get a night's rest and first thing in the.. uh... afternoon we'll go take care of it."

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Very well. But the bandits should be dealt with. Though I've not had anyone here confirm it yet, I have been led to believe that it is in fact a wizard at the head of these ruffians."

Tealina Tealeaf: Insulted, Tealina looks at the Elf with silver hair, "No sir. I did not. I found it. It was next to the Luck statue in town. What luck huh?"

Wolfe: "'Wizard' is just squishier dead."

Levinath (GM): He smiled back to her. "Well, it is a bit late for picking apples, and a bit dark. Perhaps I can give you a few and we call it all the same lassie?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe grumbled. Fucking wizards. Nothing good comes of magic.
"If that's true, then we'll deal with it."

Westra Goldbrook: "Nothing to face while half-weary, even so. I agree that getting some rest suits us before heading for the manor. As for Harbin... We could likely converse with him tonight."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Can I pick them?!" Tealina asked excitedly

Trilena: "Ye folk look like you can handle yerselves, but goin out after sundown is just askin for trouble."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Picking them is the best part! Well, the best part after eating them anyway." Tealina smiled up at the old Elf

Westra Goldbrook: "Because the bandits are more active after dark?" she asks, leaning back while she looks to the server.

Levinath (GM): He sighed. "Most of them aren't ripe yet, but I guess if you want to pick apples in the dark, go ahead. "How many are you planning to pick?"

Wolfe: "I'm probably not the best person to talk to anyone for answers - I get answers by asking questions and if I don't like the answers I punch someone until they say something I like."

Trilena: "More active?" He let out a snort. "That's a word for it."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina smirks and shuffles her feet, "How many can I have? As many as I can fit in my pack?" She holds up her seemingly small satchel.

Trilena: He eyed it, "You can fill er up for 2 silver.."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina gasps at the old man, "You don't BUY apples. Apples are free! The trees give you apples! And you give the trees things!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "How do you want to handle it, Westra? I'll go with you if you want to ask around. Otherwise, getting some rest is a good idea and starting fresh in the morning."

Levinath (GM): He smiled at her admonishment. "But I take care of the trees, and they in turn take care of me by giving me apples, that I use to make money to buy the things I need. Surly I don't need to provide you with a lesson in monetary systems. That is quite the fancy bow you have there."

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm snorts himself awake at the table, " I dont know about you guys but i think we should rest up"

Westra Goldbrook: "You know, I've just remembered we had a crate to deliver to Barthen from Rutherford. Once I'm done eating I will take it up to his shop. Then it sounds like the majority want to rest and start out in the morning. Hopefully by then the gnome will have caught up with us."

Trilena: She shakes her head and clears the empty plates.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina glares at the old man, "Money is nothing. Apples are free. For everyone to enjoy. The trees GIVE them to you. Surely I don't need to provide you with a lesson on BASIC HALFLING RIGHTS!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'll join you. Especially if these bandits like to start trouble after dark."

Wolfe: "Ugh."
"Fine."
"I'll go with you."

Levinath (GM): He frowned as she shouted at him. "In my orchard, halflings have no rights unless I provide them with such."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow at Wolfe. "I assure you, Master Moonstrike and myself are quite capable of it, if the errand will cut into you debauchery, Master Wolfe."

Wolfe: He finishes his food and licks his fingers. Then he pulls out his flask, uncaps it, and takes a hearty drink.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe cannot understand how a man can drink that much booze and live. It's supernatural!

Wolfe: "If the bandits are gonna try to mug you for your shit, I better come along. You handle your halberd good, Princess, but you got a glass jaw."
"Someone gets close to Raithe maybe he shows some knifework, but up close and personal ain't his style by the looks."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe eats and drinks his ale. He really hopes Tealina is all right and not out doing something foolish. Like stealing apples.

Wolfe: "Cept maybe on whores." He smirks over at Rithe.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrowed her eyes. "We'll be fine," she insisted, coolly. She finished her meal, and rose to set about the errand.

Wolfe: Lifting his hands up to surrender, he shrugs. "Fine, fine. You two go have your date night."

Levinath (GM): A cute girl of no more than 16 dropped off drinks at the table next to them, she turned and smiled at Raithe. "Ya'll be careful there, it isn't safe."

Wolfe: "I get it, you want some time alone."
Slowly, he smirks up at Westra.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe starts to speak...then stops as the girl smiles at him. He smiles, in a non-threatening way, and then...just stops talking. Talking makes it worse.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina looks insulted and takes 2 steps back, "That's it! We're leaving! This is an abomination! Apples ARE FREE! The nerve of some people! I can't believe this guy! Who does he think he is?! Trying to SELL apples. What an old fool. These tress will show him one day. NO RESPECT!" Tealina marches off the porch.

Levinath (GM): "Can I get you another ale, Sir?" She asks Wolfe, seeing an opportunity to make some coin by the clearly inebriated orc.

Wolfe: "Yup."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes. Because devolving to juvenile taunts was so unexpected. Good job keeping things fresh." She looked to Raithe. "Are you coming or staying here?"

Wolfe: "Keep 'em coming, pretty."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm ready to go when you are."

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm ready now." Without further obstruction, she'll head out.

Wolfe: "You two have fun." He waves and happily finds a new friend in the ale that's delivered to him.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina mounts Rufus to start heading back to the end but before she does, she pulls 2 apple cores from her pack and throws them at the old man, "SELL THIS!" She screams before her and Rufus take off running.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will join Westra to deliver this package to Harbin.

Westra Goldbrook: *to Elmar Barthen

Levinath (GM): "What an odd evening." the half elf says to himself, before he had to dodge an apple onslaught. "Crazy little woman!"

Raithe Moonstrike: *to Elmar Barthen

Levinath (GM): 5
The group finds the trading post is closed.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighed. "Naturally." She turns to Raithe. "We'll have to stop here in the morning, I suppose, before heading out."
She heads back to the inn to rest for the night.

Tealina Tealeaf: Walking into the Inn. Tealina is still obviously upset at the lack of respect shown for trees and apples by the old elf. She is mumbling to Rufus as she walks into the Inn and sits down next to Hjalkojm. "Stupid Elf......charging for apples....one day..."

Hjalkohm: "zzZZZZzzzzzZZZzz"

Trilena: "Welcome Ye little gal! Lookin for a room for the night? Seems to be a busy day, we only have one room left!"

Tealina Tealeaf: "I'm staying with an elf. We'll sleep on the floor."

Raithe Moonstrike: "No problem. It shouldn't take long." Raithe said, looking around to make sure they aren't being followed or watched too intently.

Levinath (GM): Luckily, the streets seem deserted at the present.

Tealina Tealeaf: Looking at Rufus, "Raithe won't mind, he's our only friend Rufus."

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I hope these people are ready to take care of themselves if we deal with the Redbrands." Raithe said.

Wolfe: Wolfe will try to carouse a random female into joining him for the night after a few drinks.
Nope
He gets slapped across the face for his troubles.
Undeterred, he will nonetheless find his bed after several more drinks and pass out for the night.
Day 2 - 48 hours Remain

Levinath (GM): The group is provided a hearty breakfast of eggs and bacon by the inn and are free to go about whatever business they like. The sun is low in the sky with only a few clouds and light breeze. The town seems to have come alive again with the rising sun.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is up with the sun. She washes, dresses, spends a few minutes on her devotions, and then heads down to eat breakfast.

Wolfe: Wolfe is not awake with the rise of the accursed dawnstar

Westra Goldbrook: If Wolfe is not present by the time Westa's done eating, she'll pay the barkeep a silver to send someone capable to rouse the brute.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe returns form his trance and washes, dresses, counts his arrows, then heads down for breakfast.

Tealina Tealeaf: At the table Tealina sits next to Raithe and asks the waitress for any fruit, nuts, or cheese instead of the eggs and bacon provided.

Levinath (GM): Wolf finds himself showered in a bucket of ice cold water, courtesy of the lovely barmaid he insulted the previously evening. She promptly huffs and stomps out of his room.

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm adds Tealina's portion to his plate.

Wolfe: "GAHHA GHHRAHGHNRHUK!!" Wolfe roars out as he tumbles out of bed covered in shivering ice.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at Tealina. "Hey, where did you go yesterday?"

Wolfe: "...Wha?"

Trilena: "Where are you fine folk off to? Here you are love." She gives Tealina the vegetarian option plate.

Westra Goldbrook: "The manor," Westra informs Trilena. "To see if something can't be done about your ruffian problem."

Wolfe: He shakes it off as he gets to his feet, pulling his shirt up off the floor. He sniffs it, blanches, shrugs, then slides it over his head. He dons his armor and grabs his sword, sliding it over his shoulder and arranges both hand axes and the wakazashi at his hip. Heading down he yawns loudly and scratches at the back of his head as he comes to a halt at the table with the others. Sitting down heavily with a thump he starts digging into breakfast with his fingers scooping the eggs and bacon right into his mouth.

Tealina Tealeaf: Pulling from her pocket the apple picking flyer Tealina slams it on the table in front of Raithe, "I went to go WIN this apple picking contest. But when I got there some old ELF tried to CHARGE ME for APPLES! Can you believe it?! You can't charge for apples! That's an abomination!" Tealina sits back down with her arms crossed in a huff.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at the flyer.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes a plainly disgusted face as Eau de Wolfe wafts over the table, but she tries to focus on Tealina's story

Trilena: "I am told your friend received his wake up, should be down shortly." She frowns. "Oh do be careful, they are a nasty lot, but you all look like you know how to handle yourselves. You may want to visit Daran Edermath, before you go about the manor, the old half-elf is the closet thing we have to a fighter here and he has run up against the ruffians a few times."
"He is the orchard keeper."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighed, looking from Trilena to Tealina. "Of course he is."

Raithe Moonstrike: "....did you make this, Tealina? I didn't see this flyer there."
"Well, in any case, here's the problem: you can't just take apples in lands of the tall people."
"You have to pay for them."

Wolfe: "Naw, you don't."
"Do what you want."
"Hey, where's Rufus?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, you could steal them, but it's just going to cause trouble."

Rufus: "Ruff Ruff!"

Tealina Tealeaf: "You didn't see it because you were busy making googley eyes at that lady." her attention turned Wolfe. Finally the foul orc said something that made sense to her, "EXACTLY!" She exclaims.

Wolfe: "Hey boy." Wolfe grins widely, grabbing his bacon off his plate and offering it to the dog.
"Come get some breakfast."

Westra Goldbrook: "Tealina, if we go and speak to this Daran Edermath, is he going to be displeases to see us?"

Rufus: He eats it quickly.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina slaps Wolfe's hands. "Stop that!"

Westra Goldbrook: displeased

Wolfe: Wolfe barely notices the patter of child-like halfling hands.
"See? He likes it."

Rufus: "Ruff!" Tail wag.

Wolfe: "Good boy." Wolfe grins and moves to pet the dog's head, and if able, will scratch behind his ears.

Westra Goldbrook: "Why should he?" she asked the halfing with a shrug. "He's doing as he likes, just as you seem wont to do where apples are concerned."

Rufus: Butt Shake.

Wolfe: "Goooood boyyyyy."
Scritch Scritch

Tealina Tealeaf: "This old fart doesn't understand basic Halfling rights! He got what's coming to him. He also will get what's coming to him!"
Tealina takes out her pocket knife and stabs Wolfe. "I SAID STOP IT!"

Wolfe: "OW!"
Wolfe takes his hand back and looks at Tealina with narrowed eyes.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh. Impossible." She stands up, having finished her meal. "I'm going to go and see if this fellow can give us any useful information. If the two of you will kindly not kill one another in the meantime, that would be best."

Tealina Tealeaf:

Raithe Moonstrike: "I seem to remember feeding the dog-like creatures led to ruin." Raithe said.

Westra Goldbrook: Barring obstruction, Westra leaves to do as she said.

Wolfe: "I'mma feed her to him."
"If she goes at me with a knife again."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina takes the veggie tray and dumps the whole thing in her pack, walks to the door and shouts, "I'M LEAVING!" And slams the door behind her.

Wolfe: "Bitch." He huffs and grabs whatever food is left, wolfs it down, then he gets up and starts after the group.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at the matter before him. Two--no, three--party members have gotten up and left in succession.
He decides to eat his breakfast. "Madness."

Levinath (GM): Westra comes up the tidy little cottage beside an apple orchard. A fit, silverhaired half-elf, Daran is chopping wood next to the building, the wood splits easily under the axe. Rows of wood line the side of the house, clearly show this chore is done more to pass the time than out of necessity.

Westra Goldbrook: "Pardon, sir. Are you Daran Edermath?"

Hjalkohm: "Mrffnss" Spitting food. Nods.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina sits outside the Inn next to Rufus and eats breakfast. "What jerks." She says handing Rufus some pear.

Levinath (GM): He turned and smiled, no sweat was on the man's features. "Such a lovely sight I have not seen in many years. You wear the armor of Neverwinter so well. Yes I am, Miss?"
The small boy that served their food wanders up behind the dwarf and begins poking him in the back.

Hjalkohm: "Yes lad! I'll have the second course now!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe watches the kid poke the dwarf in the back.
"I don't think there's a second course."

Westra Goldbrook: Given pause by what seemed like random compliments, Westra hesitates only a moment before responding. "Westra Goldbrook. Good to meet you, sir. I wonder if I might have a moment of your time. You see, my comrades and I are headed to the manor, to attempt to see to the problems caused by the so-called Ruffians. Someone at the inn suggested you'd dealt with them before, and I was hoping you would share what you know of them. What manner of creatures are they, and perhaps anything about their leader."

Levinath (GM): He carried a small toy mace in one of his hands, he was somewhere around eight years old Hjalkohm gauged based on what he knew of human aging. "Wow Mister! Are you a real dwarf? I didn't know they could eat so much!"

Hjalkohm: "Thats right son! A proper breakfast has at least 7 courses"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe blinks. "Seven courses? How do you stand after all of that?"

Levinath (GM): "Miss Goldbrook, my pleasure." He bowed, though his eyes never left hers. "For such a beautiful warrior, I have naught but time." He easily lifted two large pieces of trunk and set them next to one another. "Can I offer you some wine or other refreshment?"

Hjalkohm: "On me feet."

Levinath (GM): "Oh Wow! I better tell MaMa to get cookin! Is that a real beard? It is soooooooo long!"

Hjalkohm: Whispers, "Good to hide leftovers in"

Wolfe: Wolfe grunted and spat to the side as he hovered in the background of Westra's questioning, annoyed by the man's flirting while he was still nursing ice-bath hangover.

Levinath (GM): "My friend and I saw another guy with a beard, but its not nearly as long as yours! We were in the woods by the manor and there was some guy with a stick that looked like it was made out of ice! But it was shiny at the top! And he had the longest beard we had ever seen! But now yours is even better! Golly gee I can't wait until I tell Carp!" He said everything at about 100 mph, then ran off to get the dwarf another plate of food.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe just hakes his head. This is madness.

Hjalkohm: "Sounds to me like we confirmed our wizard"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's bearing shifted, indicating she was not oblivious to the man's charm, but neither was she entirely interested in responding to it just now. She smiled politely, gave a nod of counter-respect, and thanked him. "That's very kind of you, sir, but I'm afraid I'm--" Wolfe spat in the background, and Westra stiffened. The little smile she'd been wearing vanished, and she drew a calming breath. "That is, we're on a bit of a timetable."

Levinath (GM): "We're? So that isn't some random orc from the country side? That is good to know, Unfortunately, we are not immune for such beasts here, either." He sat continuing to stare into her eyes with a soft smile. "How may I help you with the ruffians? They are not real foes, more of gangsters. I have handled many, but they are too numerous for one man to battle alone."
Pip returned with two plates of food. "Mama said you ain't gettin no mo." He frowned.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunted and grumbled something to himself about 'maybe a weak man' while he retrieved his flask.

Levinath (GM): The man's eyes flashed to the Orc for a moment after the comment.

Westra Goldbrook: "So they're primarily average thugs, then? We've heard tell of a wizard at their head. Do you know anything of a man named Glassstaff?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Huh. The wizard was spotted near the manor. Good to know. Did you see anything else kid?" Raithe asked.

Hjalkohm: "Thats okay son" Takes both plates and sets them in front of him. "Tell us about this man with the loooooong beard."

Levinath (GM): "I have heard the name from a number of them though I have not seen him myself. If there is a wizard in the manor he never seems to leave, or at least, not by the doors." He looked to Wolfe again. "How many are your number? I would put them around twenty or so, though it can be hard to gauge as the manor is rather large."

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't respond because he figures the guy is asking his new girlfriend.

Westra Goldbrook: "Five," she answered. She paused, tilted her head. "Four and a half. We're capable, but if you've a taste for putting them to rights, you're welcome to join us," she said.

Levinath (GM): The boy's eyes got big. "Carp and I play in the woods next to the manor! And one day we were playing orcs and paladins and we heard a bunch of arguing, and the man with the beard was yelling at some of those red bandana guys. He was saying they were dummies or something, and using a bunch of grown up words. Then we hid the bushes and they were carrying big crates and casks into a hole on the side of the house! Then carp slipped and they heard us, so we had to run really far away, but then we got lost in the woods for like, ever! But we finally made it home just before dark!"

Wolfe: "Westra might let you take her out to dinner if you show her you're brave." He called out toward the man.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighed deeply. "Please, don't mind him. He's been dropped on his head a few times too many to be blamed for his foulness."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe filed away the bit about the crates in the hole on the side of the house.
"Sounds like that's the rest of what we came here for."

Levinath (GM): His smile widened. ".....four and a half....ling?" He consider Wolfe's statement. "I served as a marshal and herald in the lands of the Dragon Coast, far to the southeast for many years. While I admit I relish the idea of raising my sword again in a real battle, these old bones, can't take too much more than my daily tasks. I would gladly treat you to dinner if you would be so inclined, however."

Wolfe: "Like I said." Wolfe grunted.

Levinath (GM): "In my scouting, I have also found what seems to be a necromancer and some undead in the surrounding area, we would be most appreciative for your further assistance."

Westra Goldbrook: "That is a very kind offer, but I'm afraid at the moment my time is committed to solving this issue. Perhaps once it's settled, we can speak again." Pause. "About the necromancers," she added, a little too hurriedly.

Levinath (GM): He stood, offering her a hand up. "After you have finished with this rabble, that is. Please feel free to come back and see me. Anytime."

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank you for your time," she said, with another nod of her head. She then left the orchard, ignoring Wolfe entirely in favor of picking up the reins of the packhorse once more and leading it up towards Barthen's to drop off the crate.

Levinath (GM): "Oh, Miss Westra." He leaned down and grabbed a satchel. "Please pass this along, to your....less diplomatic....counterpart. for future services rendered."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra took the bag, seeming confused at first, but when she realized the contents, understanding dawned. She shook her head with a smirk. "Indeed. My thanks."

Levinath (GM): 20
--End Session 3--
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 10:26:15 AM
--Session 4--

Levinath (GM): Our merry band of apple thieves find themselves refreshed after a good night's rest ouside of the Stonehill Inn. Westra visited a half-elf named Daran who provided her some useful information on the Red Brand Ruffians that seem to have taken up residence in the Manor on the East side of town.

Hjalkohm:

Raithe Moonstrike: Unable to watch the Dwarf eat any further, Raithe reads himself to visit the manor on the east side of town, knowing that they will find their target in that general area.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra left the helpful half-elf with some thanks and went on to Barthen's to deliver the package the party had forgotten to deliver the day prior (oops). While there, she purchased a few healing potions, and then returned to the Stonehill Inn to regroup with the others. She makes sure to pass on to the Halfling the bag of apples sent by Daran. "It seems you've made an impression," she said, though her tone was a touch doubtful.

Raithe Moonstrike: He visits the Shrine of Luck once more to ask the favor of the gods in this endeavor.

Wolfe: Wolfe, as normal, follows Westra while drinking from his flask.

Westra Goldbrook: "Are we set to embark, then? I've a feeling we'll regret any time wasted."

Tealina Tealeaf: Looking at the bag of apples, Tealina feels doubtful that these were in fact free apples. She tucks them in a separate compartment in her pack. She will not be eating these apples.

Redbrand Ruffian: When Raithe approached the shrine he finds it empty of the priestess they saw a day earlier. He sees several men in red cloaks at the house to the north of the shrine. They are shouting at someone behind the cracked door and attempting to push it open.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow as the halfing stows the apples without a word. "I'll be sure and pass on your thanks," she says, with maybe just a toooouuuch of sarcasm.

Wolfe: "Looks like our friends." Wolfe grunted as he gestured toward the red cloaks with his flask.

Westra Goldbrook: Wolfe's comment takes Westra's attention from the halfling and aims it across the street, where red-clad ruffians were trying to force their way past a door. Westra heads in that direction.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc sighs as he is not nearly drunk enough for this, yet.

Westra Goldbrook: "Hail!" she calls, as she approaches, frowning. "What's going on, here?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe notes the men in the red cloaks. He turns to look at the group and finds the Paladin headed in that direction. He will fall in a few steps behind her, watching the thugs.

Redbrand Ruffian: As they get closer they can overhear. "Priestess? I don't care if you are an arch bishop. In our town you pay our taxes or we will find other ways for you to make payment." A large man shouted at the door.

Hjalkohm: Hears some raised voices outside, sighs heavily, brushes the crumbs from his beard and robe and heads outside to join the group.

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike: "What other ways does someone make a payment, if they're a Priestess?" Raithe asked.

Redbrand Ruffian: The man shouting at the door looks to them with a sneer. "We'll be back Elfie." He strides over towards the group, a large hammer slung over his shoulder. "Ahhh..visitors. Welcome to our town. We you can go ahead and leave your gear, and get out."

Westra Goldbrook: "I think not. We seek parley with your leader. That is, if you are the red brand ruffians of whom we've heard tell."

Redbrand Ruffian: "Listen here Lassy. The only parley you are gonna get is leaving here alive, if you take off your gear, and leave here in a nice pile for us." He rolled his shoulders eyeing the group. "Or you can come back to my quarters in chains."

Wolfe: "You're looking to get a sword stuffed up your ass, kid."

Hjalkohm: "Listen here James, the lady will not be removing her coverings for you."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Now he's gone and done it."

Westra Goldbrook: "It's not often that I find myself agreeing with the half-orc, but I have to admit, this time he's quite correct," she said, a brow arching as she stares down Big Jimmy.

Redbrand Ruffian:

Wolfe: "Say one more fuckin thing." Wolfe says toward Jimmy as he slowly stows his flask after capping it, walking toward 'Big Jimmy', his features turning mean. "And I'll beat you to death with your own arm."

Redbrand Ruffian:

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Hjalkohm:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian: He pulls the mace from his shoulder. "Teach this filth who runs this town boys."

Hjalkohm:

Redbrand Ruffian:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian:
A man shorter and more squirrely runs up quick as lightning from the back and slices into Tealina.

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian: Joe brings his shield up to block Tealina's first attack and he watcher her nearly drop her other dagger.

Wolfe: "Shouldn't have done what ya did." Wolfe spits as he draws his katana in one fluid motion before he goes to cut off Jimmy's arm.

Raithe Moonstrike: "And so goes...whatever his name was. We barely knew him."

Wolfe: Wolfe cuts off Jimmy's arm in a single fluid motion, then he drives the tip of his blade through Jimmy's gaping mouth and shoves it straight out the back of his head.
He then moves the fifteen feet he has left to impose his bloody blade in front of Jerry. "You want to join him, punk?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws her halberd with a snarl and prepares to meet the loudmouthed ruffian in battle. And then Wolfe appears out of nowhere and lays the man down. Westra's jaw drops, and she looks to Wolfe with... almost... annoyance.

Hjalkohm: "Now little Joeseph, it seems James was not a good example for your bunch. Perhaps you wish to talk this out...."

Redbrand Ruffian: Jerry looks to Wolfe and then to his dead friend, seemingly unsure due to the martial prowess he just saw.
"Oooof." Is all Joe can muster at the moment.

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm pulls back the hammer and drives it in on the kneecap of Joe. Hopefully this gets his mouth moving.

Westra Goldbrook: Annoyed now, Westra shoves her halberd to her side at the ruffian who drew blood on Tealina
The cretin falls, and then Westra moves towards the lone ruffian not currently assailed.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe draws his bow and quickly takes aim at the man in the far back, who might call reinforcements!
Or he could die. Raithe is not particular.
Fortunately for him, Jack is watched by the gods. The arrow does not hit him.

Raithe Moonstrike: This time.

Redbrand Ruffian: 9
Jerry is seemingly undeterred by the murder of his two friends and attacks the orc.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks down at the nick this little fuck just put in his armor.

Redbrand Ruffian: Jack does the same.

Wolfe: He then looks at Jerry and shakes his head with an angry Obama face

Redbrand Ruffian: "You killed my BROTHER!"
10

Westra Goldbrook: Westra staggers back a half-step, surprised by the sudden ferocity of the thug.

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian:

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a slow, deep breath to center himself (Second Wind!) and then delivers a two-handed slash down at Jerry's middle.
10

Hjalkohm:

Redbrand Ruffian: Though Jerry is struck along the chest by Wolfe, he still manages to drop his shield to block the knee attack that followed.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra surges forward again, slashing at the ruffian with her halberd!

Redbrand Ruffian: 11

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe aims at Jerry.

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian:

Westra Goldbrook: "Is everyone alright?" she asks, regrouping with the party.

Wolfe: Wolfe exhales and cleans up his sword off of Jimmy's clothes, then he sheathes his weapon and withdraws his flask. "Yup."
Uncapping it, he takes a swig. "Just fine."

Sister Garaele: The priestess from the day prior emerges from the building. "Oh mercy me. Are you all ok?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes to collect the arrows that didn't kill anyone. "Yeah, I'm good.'

Wolfe: Wolfe gives Sister Garaele a long glance, a broad smile playing on his face. "Yup." But the way he says it is more leery than friendly.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."
"We're fine, thank you," she said, once she'd turned to face Garaele. "Those ruffians were trying to compel you to pay a tax, I take it?"

Sister Garaele: "Oh you are injured. Let me help you." He places a hand on Westra healing 7. Many thanks to you all for helping me, though I fear it will only mean more trouble." He looks around nervously between the bodies and to the East."

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank you for the kindness," Westra says, with a nod of respect. She then touches a hand to the sister's arm. "Fear not. We intend to cut this snake off at the head."

Sister Garaele: "Oh yes, every few days they come around and 'tax' everyone, or you get hauled into the manor and who knows what happens to you."

Westra Goldbrook: "They're taking prisoners?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina reaches in her bag and grabs a free apple to share with Rufus. "Apples are free," She mutters.

Sister Garaele: "Please be careful, they are a dangerous lot. I am not sure what they do with them, but they have hauled off entire families, even children."

Rufus: "Ruff" Chomp.

Wolfe: Wolfe's playful, apathetic mien fades at Garaele's description. His eyes darken immediately. "You should run along to somewhere safe."

Sister Garaele: She looks again to the bodies and the orc. "Please be careful friends, and come see me again once you succeed. Blessings upon you." She hurries back inside.

Wolfe: Wolfe watches the Sister leave and then turns to the others. He caps his liquor and puts it away. "We should get going."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods a farewell to the Sister, and then turns to the others. "I believe it's high time we make our way to this manor."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks around at the dead bodies and wonders how many more of these fools they'll encounter before this is over. Likely several. He'll need to be on top of his game.
"Agreed."

Wolfe: "Yeah. Fuck these guys."
He then goes and loot their corpses.

Raithe Moonstrike: "One thing you should know. A couple of the kids who played in the area noted a side entrance to the house. Might help us get in quietly. And they saw the wizard."

Sister Garaele: Wolfe finds a small amount of coin, totaling 5g 75s. Two apples and and 4 beaver pelts.

Westra Goldbrook: "Sounds like a smarter option than a frontal assault. We've no idea how many of them will be inside."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Once we're closer, I can take a look around before we head in."

Wolfe: He takes all that shit and keeps the apples for himself.

Westra Goldbrook: "Let's head out, then."
And then she starts towards the manor

Wolfe: "Yeah, do the sneaky shit, Raithe. Then we'll find this wizard and stick a boulder up his ass."

Levinath (GM): The group encounters no more Ruffians on the street and is able to locate a small entrance on the side of the manor loosely covered with foliage.
There appears to be no patrols or guards at the manor. If they didn't know better, one would discern it was just an old building in a major state is disrepair.

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe sees the tracks and where they lead toward the opposite side of the manor from where the boys said the cellar was.
He goes to investigate where the tracks lead.

Levinath (GM): Raithe finds a wooden cellar door, that is unlocked.

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe returns to the party after a few minutes of looking around.
"So, I found some tracks that lead another cellar door on the other side of the house. They might be down below, or they might have run off. No way to tell without checking it out ourselves." Raithe said.

Westra Goldbrook: "To the cellar door then, I think," Westra suggests. Unless anyone has objections, she'll gesture for Raithe to lead the way to where he found the cellar.

Wolfe: Wolfe will take up the rear

Westra Goldbrook: Westra says a silent prayer of thanks that Wolfe seems to prefer following from downwind.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina mounts up and follows Raithe closely.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will lead the way to the cellar door and open it, as he did not find it trapped on his previous inspection.
"Who among us cannot see in the dark?"
"Just an informal check."

Westra Goldbrook: "I cannot."

Wolfe: "I can see just fine"

Hjalkohm: "Aye, samesies"

Levinath (GM): The door opens onto a five-foot-wide landing fifteen feet above a large cellar, with stone steps descending to the floor in two short flights. Another door stands beneath the stairs to the north. A large stone cistern occupies the western part of the room, whose walls are lined with kegs and barrels.
You see a single door to the northwest.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will head to the door in the northwest area and make sure that it is not locked or trapped.
"All right. Let's stay alert. Who knows what these thugs have up their sleeves." Raithe said.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra focuses on Raithe, clearly waiting for his indication in regards to the door. When he seems satisfied that there are no hidden traps, she advances.

Raithe Moonstrike: "The door is unlocked. Looks good to enter." Raithe said, letting her pass and then moving behind her.

Levinath (GM): This appears to be a storeroom pressed into service as living quarters. Two double bunks stand against the wall near the door, while barrels and crates fill the southern half of the chamber. Three Redbrands are sitting around talking as the door opens and they all look at Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws her halberd. "Stay where you are, ruffians! We seek to speak with your leader."

Redbrand Ruffian: "Oy! What are you doing down here?!"

Wolfe:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Redbrand Ruffian: This rectangular reservoir is clean and filled with cold, fresh water. It is 10 feet deep with a rim 2 feet higher than the surrounding floor (so that the bottom of the cistern is 8 feet below the floor). Drain pipes from the roof of the old manor above fill the cistern with water.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Westra Goldbrook: Seeing the ruffians preparing to tussle, Westra pulls back a little. "Back up," she says lowly, "Allow them to pull into this room."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, now they have motivation."

Westra Goldbrook:

Redbrand Ruffian: Fuzzy Tim sees his buddy get cut down. "Shoot her!"

Westra Goldbrook: One of the ruffians takes and arrow from Raithe and then lunges forward for retaliation. "Not today!" Westra shouts, as she cuts him down clean.

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows Wolfe into the room and slashes at FUZZY TIM.
rolling 1d10
(4)= 4

Redbrand Ruffian:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra slashed again at the nearest ruffian, releasing him from the mortal coil.

Wolfe: Wolfe cuts Leeroy in half. "Fucks."
He then loots their bodies.

Westra Goldbrook: "Alright, then. Back to the other entrance, I suppose. Perhaps there was another entrance hidden in the rubble."

Wolfe:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook:
"There are doors, do you see?" she points out, gesturing first to the northern one, then the one leading west.

Redbrand Ruffian: Westra is able to identify two well hidden doors within the entrance way.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes to look at these Hidden Doors.

Wolfe: "I don't see shit."

Levinath (GM): The doors appear just as the rest of the stone wall.

Westra Goldbrook: "Any indication of magic or traps, Raithe?" she asks.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will look for the doors and try to see if they have magic or traps.
"Hold on...still looking..."
"No traps that I can see. Let's open the north one."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does as Raithe suggests.

Levinath (GM): Westra sees the beginning of a wider hallway.

Westra Goldbrook: Westa CAUTIOUSLY moves further in

Raithe Moonstrike: "What do you see?" Raithe asks.

Levinath (GM): Thick dust covers the flagstones of this somber hallway. The walls are decorated with faux columns every ten feet, and the double doors at the west end of the hall are sheathed in copper plate, now green with age. A relief carving of a mournful angel graces the doors.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra relays the description of the hallway ahead to those behind her, albeit in a low voice.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes out his flask, and does what Wolf does best.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra advances and checks out the door.
Westra senses the floor about to give out beneath her, and hops forward to solid ground. "Careful!" she warns the others.

Levinath (GM): The floor collapses under Westra's weight but her senses give her time to avoid it. A 10 foot deep pit opens across most of the hallway.
The rest of the group can carefully move along the sides of the hall to avoid falling in the pit.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will move along the sides of the hall carefully.

Wolfe: "You should probably lay off the sweet rolls, toots." He calls out toward Westra after seeing that.
He chuckles to himself and caps his flask, stowing it away.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra says nothing at the moment, but lances Wolfe with a glare while Raithe checks the door.

Levinath (GM): Three large stone sarcophagi stand within this dusty crypt, and propped up against each sarcophagus is a human skeleton clad in bits of rusty mail. False columns along the walls are carved in the image of spreading oak trees.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Remind me not to hire the person who decorated this place."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: Hopping over the side, Wolfe follows after the others.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will explore the room.

Levinath (GM):

Hjalkohm:

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

Tealina Tealeaf:

Hjalkohm:

Levinath (GM): The three skeletons stir to life and rise as Raithe approaches the door.

Hjalkohm: "Easier to break the kneecaps when they're on the outside!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra startles as a creature emerges from a nearby tomb, and slashes at it reflexively.
rolling 1d4
(2)= 2

Wolfe:
Wolfe was a little too busy drinking to come in right. He one-hand slashes, misses, then sighs and puts his flask away. "What are these fuckers?"
"They look like they're already dead."

Tealina Tealeaf:

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM): Cassandra departs this world yet again.

Westra Goldbrook: "Well done, master Moonstrike!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Go back to the shadow, fiend." Raithe said, as he stabs her.

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: "You never want it well done, kid!"
"Medium or go home!"

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lashes out with the fullness of her weapon towards the nearest undead.

Wolfe:
Wolfe punches the skeleton in the head, then walks over to the other as it crumbles to dust beneath his footsteps.

Tealina Tealeaf:

Wolfe: "Hey. Fuck face. Over here."

Tealina Tealeaf:

Levinath (GM): Tealina blows off a group of rib bones, but the undead is still aiming at the elf.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Hjalkohm:

Raithe Moonstrike: "Ouch! Bastards! I do the shooting, not the getting-shot!" Raithe grumbles in annoyance.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina goes and barfs into the pit trap and passes out.

Westra Goldbrook: "I believe I owe you one of these anyway," Westra says, handing Raithe one of the healing potions she purchased.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Thank you kindly, Westra. It's appreciated."
--End Session 4--
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 10:32:58 AM
--Session 5--

Levinath (GM): Our rowdy band has just defeated three skeletons that seemingly rose from the grave just for their visit. With their foe dispatched, they find themselves in the now still room. Three large stone sarcophagi stand opened within this dusty crypt, the remains of the three skeletons lay in heaps of bones and bits of rusty mail. False columns along the walls are carved in the image of spreading oak trees. Two doors are closed, both to the north. One is to the North East, and the other is at the top of the west wall.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts over the bones of the re-deceased. Feeling pretty good about himself and his masculinity, he withdraws his flask once more from his side to take a drink.

Rufus: "Ruff!" Rufus grabs a femur and starts gnawing on it.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina sits down next to Rufus and eats one of the free apples from her pack. "Well, that was strange." She nudges Hjalkohm

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolls her neck to pop it, and looks around at the freshly-dispatched corpses. "Necromancy has to be one of the foulest arts," she harrumphed, before looking about the room. "Onward, then," she says, maybe more to herself than to the others, and she heads for the northern door. She inspects it for locks and potential traps.

Levinath (GM): Westra perceives no traps and the door does not appear to be locked.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is a strong, independent Paladin and attempts to open the door without asking anyone's opinion.

Levinath (GM): Westra finds a short corridor with another door at the north most point of the west wall.

Westra Goldbrook: "This place is nothing but doors, it feels."
She proceeds forward at a slowed pace, looking for any indication that the floor may give out over another trap.

Tealina Tealeaf: Looking at Westra, "Does anyone else feel a little claustrophobic in here?"

Levinath (GM): Westra sees no traps in this hallway.

Wolfe: "Better than sleeping in a coffin." Wolfe grunts.
"Speaking from actual experience."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra inspects the northern door, once again trying to judge if it was locked or trapped.

Levinath (GM): Westra again finds no traps, but she does find that the door is locked.

Westra Goldbrook: "Is anyone capable of picking a lock?" she says, after retracing her steps to speak to those still in the last room.

Levinath (GM):
Raithe easily opens the old lock. Inside the room, racks of weapons line the walls, including spears, swords, crossbows, and bolts. A dozen dirty red cloaks hang from hooks by the door.

Hjalkohm: "I've been meaning to pick up a new cloak!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes a face, but does not comment on how filthy these cloaks are.
Yet.

Hjalkohm: "Its soft too! what is this ferret?

Wolfe: Wolfe follows along but doesn't seem interested in acquiring new clothing.

Westra Goldbrook: While Hjal plunders, Westra takes a look at the rest of the room, looking for any weapons of particular note.
Or anything of note, really

Levinath (GM): The weapon racks hold twelve spears, six shortswords, four longswords, six light crossbows, and eight quivers holding twenty crossbow bolts each. All of normal quality.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at the cloaks in question. "These look roughly used. I think I'll hold off for now."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra leaves the mundane weapons and the cloaks to the others,and returns to the room with the sarcophagi. She eyes the oak trees on the columns and tries to remember if she's seen that symbol before.

Hjalkohm: Clasps his new cloak, wiggles fingers, "OOO ill be aquiring one of these crossbows as well, ive always wanted to tr my hand at these"

Westra Goldbrook: Back in the grave room, Westra notices a second door. She approaches it with the same scrutiny she's given the others.

Levinath (GM): Westra sees what she thinks, is a door.

Wolfe: Wolfe will look around the cloak room for anything of note.
Maybe... a secret door(1?)
He drinks more, however

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks around the area, making sure that they aren't about to be attacked by something else.

Westra Goldbrook: Meanwhile, Westra tries to open the door in front of her. (That is a door, right?)

Hjalkohm:

Levinath (GM): From the door, Westra sees a lit torch on the far wall, and a room that expands past her sight in both directions.

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns back and finds only Raithe following. "Are we not moving forward?" she calls, to those still in the cloak room.

Levinath (GM): Hjalkohm can tell this box of stone was carved by humans over 124 years ago.

Wolfe: "Drinking. Go ahead, Princess, I'll catch up."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Oh sorry!" Tealina says to Westra cramming nuts in her mouth form her pack, "Didn't realize we were moving."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolls her eyes with a soft "Ugh" at Wolfe's answer, then proceeds cautiously into the new room.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will use the Healing Potion.

Levinath (GM): This long room is partitioned into three areas, with iron bars walling off the north and south. Filthy straw lines the floors of those cells, the hinged doors of which are secured by chains and padlocks. A pair of disheveled human women and a boy are held in the cell to the south, while a body appears confined to the north. All are dressed in plain gray tunics and have iron collars fitted around their necks. A heap of discarded clothing is piled carelessly against the far wall. There are also two Ruffians hiding behind the door that attack Westra as she enters.

Westra Goldbrook:
"Ruffians!"

Wolfe:

Raithe Moonstrike:
[2d4]

Tealina Tealeaf:

Raithe Moonstrike: rolling 2d4+2
(1+4)+2= 7

Hjalkohm:

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina waves at Westra.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Westra, what's going on?!"

Redbrand Ruffian:

Westra Goldbrook:

Redbrand Ruffian: "Treacherous Bitch! You dare enter our hideout?!" The one to the north growls as he attacks her.

Westra Goldbrook: One of the ruffians jumps at Westra, attempting to hold her while the other attacks. The Paladin, enraged by such cowardly tactics, roars as she shoves the one off and ducks under the swing of the other.
"I dare!!" she replies, hefting her halberd to return their strikes.
Westra then moves further into the room to allow some space.

Redbrand Ruffian: Dan Yolo dodges Westra's attack but Tim takes a the butt to the face.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks by, stepping over Tealina. "S'cuse me short stuff."
As he goes he draws his Katana and goes to deliver a single slash across Yolo-boy's face.

Redbrand Ruffian: Dan Yolo puffs smoke in Wolf'e face causing him to miss.

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a snort.

Hjalkohm: Pulls his new cloak in front of his mouth. "Stupid non-crank bow....."

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian: "Not the wiener!" Dan Yolo shouts....and dies.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina takes her shortbow and aims it at the cloud factory, "Clean air is the only air!"

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a deep chuckle at Tealina's comment... and the fact that she shot Yolo in the dick.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Redbrand Ruffian: Tim attacks Wolfe!

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lunges forward and takes out her fury on the lone remaining ruffian.

Wolfe: "Kay. Glad we got that handled."
He brushes his shoulder off and sheaths his sword.
He looks to the three people who are bound. "Any of you have a smoke?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pants, then slings her halberd blade down and to the side to throw the excess blood from it. "Hail, prisoners. Who are you? How came you to be here?" she asks, eyeing them.
"Master Raithe, the locks if you please."

Mina Dendrar: The woman the two children look at the newcomers with fear in her eyes. They all visibly shake. "Please don't hurt us!"

Wolfe: The Half-Orc grunts in annoyance, then leaves the room.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Sorry, no smokes here." he said to Wolfe.
He moved forward to unlock the cells.

Westra Goldbrook: "Peace. No one's going to harm you. How did you come to be here?"

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe will use his Thieves tools to unlock the cell.
The locks open with ease and Raithe puts the tools way.
He turns and goes to check the body at the other end of the room.

Mina Dendrar: The woman, stopped whimpering but still looked at Westra with a face of distrust. "I am Mina Dendrar and these are my two children. Nilsa and Nars. We are residents of the town." She looked to her children. "Stay here." She moved out to speak to Westra in more quiet tone, tears in her eyes.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra put her halberd back across her back, and moved towards the woman with empty hands to listen.

Levinath (GM): Raithe finds the body of a badly beaten goblin, it's clear he died from the abuse.

Mina Dendrar: "My husband....." She starts sobbing quietly. "Tried to protect us, and stand up for us. Oh Thel...." She gasps. "They killed him and were going to sell us into slavery. Please PLEASE! Help us!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will check to make sure that the goblin didn't have anything of use on his person, like keys, a map, or money.
Once that's done, he'll return to the group.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina follows Raithe. "Poor old chap." Tealina says while rubbing the head of her golden frog.

Levinath (GM): Raithe only finds a small trinket of a crudely carved worg in the goblin's hand.

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course," Westra assures the woman, nodding sincerely. "You're safe now. We'll walk you back to the surface; you can walk, yes? We're not very far from the town."
She looks over the three of them, trying to gauge whether they're injured.

Mina Dendrar: "Yes..thank you! Come on kids...." He moves to get the other two up, they don't appear to be injured, only dirty.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes it. Because fuck goblins.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra walks the family back up towards the stairs, and as she does so, she speaks gently to the mother. "Did you see anything that might be helpful for us to know while he confront the fiends who have done this? Was it the wizard who killed your husband?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe pockets the little worg statue and then moves to check the bodies of the rest of the dead before heading outside the room once more.

Mina Dendrar: "No, it was these beasts of men. They come and demand food, money weapons, anything of you. We had so little left, my husband refused them. And they murdered him." She thought for a moment. "We did not get to see much when we were brought down here, but we have seen some large furry beasts with big ears working with these men."

Wolfe: Wolfe will follow after the others but keep in the back. Something about Mina's reaction was not overly welcome from the Green Skinned warrior.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow, and wonders if Wolfe would have been able to charm the beasts if they'd brought along the dead goblin for worg-chow.
"Rest assured, these ruffians will see justice this day," Westra told the woman.

Mina Dendrar:

Levinath (GM): As you guys approach the main room you hear a female voice shouting.

Westra Goldbrook:

Daciramas Maass: "Where is my brother?! I know you took him here! The goblins told me he was here!" Before she gives them time to answer she fires a blast of energy at Chip.
She blasts him in the chest.

Redbrand Ruffian: "More of them!" Harold sees Westra and fires a spell at her.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is caught off guard by a sudden blast of frost. "Rrraah! What treachery is this?!"
She draws her halberd

Daciramas Maass: Daci looks over and sees Westra get shot. "Oh hi there....friends!"

Raithe Moonstrike:

Hjalkohm: "Raithe you should tell her about the thing....in the room....with the puddle....."

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM): Harold takes one to the chest.

Tealina Tealeaf:

Raithe Moonstrike: "We'll tell her later! We need her to run interference right now!" Raithe said, sliding past Tealina and Westra so that he can fire an arrow at Harold!

Daciramas Maass: "Hey there Sexy Pants!" She smiles at Tealina as she enters the room, before turning back to the two men and growling.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina draws her bow and the arrow falls short into the bath. "Well, umm...You'll be going to get that later you...you...you not nice person!" She yells in Harold's direction.

Redbrand Ruffian: "How many of them are there?!" He says in alarm.

Westra Goldbrook: "I see you have found some friends, Daci," Westra calls, eyeing her targets. "Allow us to help dispatch them!"

Redbrand Ruffian:
Chip points a finger at Raithe and three missiles shoot out and strike the archer.

Raithe Moonstrike: "ACK!" the Rogue yells.

Westra Goldbrook: One of the redcloaks unleashes a severe blast of magic into Raithe, and Westra all but snarls in response.
And runs towards them.

Wolfe: Wolfe draws a handaxe as he comes out of the room and throws it at Chip as he walks down the stairs.

Daciramas Maass: "Miss Spear Lady....uh you missed him."

Wolfe: The axe goes through Chip's skull and plants him into the wall.

Daciramas Maass: "Ya! Green is the best!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra just... blinks.

Wolfe: "You know it, short stuff."

Westra Goldbrook: "That was.. impressive," she admits, casting a doubtful glance towards Wolfe.

Daciramas Maass: "Hey, that's my line!"

Westra Goldbrook: (And then looks back towards the stairs, as though unsure that it was actually Wolfe that'd thrown it.)

Wolfe: Wolfe flashes a wink toward Westra. "Gotta keep some in the tank for when you really need it."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sees the Half-Orc utterly dispatch his attack and just blinks. "Well, shit."
"Good shot, Wolfe!"

Hjalkohm:

Daciramas Maass: The arrow bounces off a magical shield.

Redbrand Ruffian: "You dare enter our home and accost us?!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Your home in which you keep abducted prisoners? By Helm, we DO dare!"

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: Wolfe jumps against the wall, avoiding the worst of the fire. "Not the first time someone's tried to Barbeque me!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe shoots at Harold with another arrow!

Redbrand Ruffian: Harold appears to be the master of arrow blocking.

Wolfe: "Fuck this little prick." Wolfe snarls in annoyance at his arrow deflecting and magic throwing.

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian: Tealina's arrow bounces off his shield as well.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves forward once more and slashes out at the mage.

Wolfe: Seeing Harold bleed gets Wolfe's blood up. "Nice job, Princess. Let me show you how to take care of these little skirt wearing bitches."
Wolfe shoves past Westra and grabs at Harold's robes.(Grapple)

Redbrand Ruffian:
"Ooofff!"

Wolfe: Grabbing onto Harold, Wolfe drags him to the pool and shoves the upper half of his body into the water.
He will then hold him there until he starts to drown.
Wolfe drags Harold into the pool and shoves him face first into the water.
"How's your baptism going, you little shit?" He snarls down at the wizard.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes to check Chip's body. He notes the handaxe trapped in the man's skull, then goes through his pockets.

Daciramas Maass: "Whoa! Green is loco!"

Hjalkohm: Grabbing a large crate from behind him, Hjalkohm hefts it at Harold.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina waves at Harold. "Ha ha!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Do you think it's worth asking him for intelligence about the wizard we must face?" Westra called to Wolfe, looking unhappy at the situation

Hjalkohm:

Wolfe: "Do you think this is the wizard?" He asks as he holds the thrashing man under water.

Westra Goldbrook: "No, but he likely knows him, if this is his hideout," Westra objects

Daciramas Maass: "Yeah Yeah! Get him Green!"

Wolfe: "Mm."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra serves Daci some sideye.

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls Harold up for some air.

Daciramas Maass:

Wolfe:

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina opens all the crates after seeing the fish fly out of the one.

Daciramas Maass:

Wolfe: "Listen you little shit."
"The only way you get out of this with your head still on is you tell us what you know."

Redbrand Ruffian: "Mggggrgrggghhghgggg..."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes all of the money that Chip has, and the handaxe. Death says you can't take it with you.

Wolfe: "Sorry, not the answer I'm looking for."
And down he goes

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina opens all the crate after seeing the fish fly out of the the one.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe, allow him to speak!" Westra calls.

Wolfe: "You don't really understand how this works, Princess."
"Take his fucking sword out of his hand."

Redbrand Ruffian: Tealina finds a crate of apples.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina crams every single apple into her pack. She smiles real big and turns around.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra reaches down and attempts to wrest the sword free of the mage's hand.

Redbrand Ruffian:

Westra Goldbrook: ...and fails to do so.
"I cannot reach him properly while he's in the pool."

Wolfe: Wolfe will hold him down until he stops moving.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe!"

Wolfe: "You can question him after he passes out."

Redbrand Ruffian: "MRRRGRGRHHGH FUCKING MRGGGRGGGLLL ORC!"

Wolfe: "Yeah yeah yeah, nothing I haven't heard before." He punches the guy in the chest.

Redbrand Ruffian:
Harold goes limp.

Wolfe: Once he's sure Harold is knocked out he pulls him out of the pool and throws him to the ground.

Daciramas Maass: "Dang Green, you are hardcore!" She sits next to Tealina and munches an apple. "I love free apples!"

Wolfe: "There, question him when he wakes the fuck up." He kneels down over Harold's form and takes whatever weapons or valuables he can from him.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Daciramas Maass: As Wolfe moves Harold's body from the cistern. He notices a waterproof satchel hanging from a submerged rope attached along the south wall of the cistern, about 2 feet below the surface of the water.

Wolfe: "Hey, look at that."
He jumps back into the water to retrieve it.

Westra Goldbrook: She shakes the blood off of her halberd - what little there is this time :( - and turns to face Daci.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe finds that the pack contains potion of healing, a potion of invisibility, 50 gp, and a clean set of ordinary travel clothing.

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm afraid I have dour news, my friend."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina curls up next to Rufus and smiles at Daci, "Free apples are the only kind of apples their are. Basic Halfling rights you know. I've fought most of my life trying to ensure that everyone has access to basic rights like apples, clean air, affordable dental plans."

Wolfe: "Heyyyy, nice!"

Daciramas Maass: "We won! That isn't dour! Now we just need to find the rest of them and kick their butts, and find my brother!"

Wolfe: "Hey Raithe!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yes?"

Wolfe: He tosses the Elf the potion of invisibility.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, about that..."

Wolfe: "Don't waste that."
He pockets the rest to split later.

Daciramas Maass: "Drentral Prans?" She slowly mouths with a full mouth of apple.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe catches the potion and stows it in his pack. "Thank you! I have your axe when you're done. Cleaned it up for you!"

Westra Goldbrook: "There is a prisoner in one of the cells that bears a resemblance. But I'm afraid he didn't survive his treatment here."

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over to Raithe to retrieve his handaxe.

Daciramas Maass: The happy goblin drops the apple she is munching next to Tealina and her face grows dim. "Where?"

Mina Dendrar: "Um? Is it safe?" A quiet voice from the doorway says.

Westra Goldbrook: "I will show you," she tells Daci. "Tealina, Hjal, will you please help Nilsa and her children to the ground level?"
And if all agree, she'll lead Daci to the room with the dead goblin.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina stands up and follows Hjalkhom.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe hands over the cleaned axe and then looks at Harold laying on the floor.
"I'm surprised you didn't drown him. He deserved it a few times over."

Wolfe: Wolfe will sit next to Harold and watch him, waiting to make sure he doesn't go anywhere if he wakes up any time soon.

Hjalkohm: "Aye this way chaps"

Wolfe: "Eh."
"Princess wanted to ask him some questions."

Daciramas Maass: She approaches the cell slowly, the lifeless form in the corner concealed in shadow. Westra can see tears welled up in Daci's eyes before they even approach. She kneels slowly and turns him over before burying her head in the worn grey robe on her brother.

Wolfe: "Doesn't matter to me much one way or the other." He shrugs. "He'll be dead soon enough."

Mina Dendrar: The woman and children follow the two to the surface. As they reach it she pauses to the two.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is obviously uncomfrortable, but to her credit attempts to be sympathetic. "You have my condolences."

Mina Dendrar: "Gods praise you, Master Dwarf and Mistress Gnome. We don't have any money to repay you, but..." She seems to be looking for a method of gratitude. "When I was a young girl, my parents were wealthy and we fled from Thunderstree when it was overrun by undead. My mother left behind jewelry box and a locket of great value in our alchemy shop. Perhaps it is still there." She paused for a beat and added. "And please, if you need a place to stay, our home is always open to you." She grabs her two children and runs off towards their home.

Daciramas Maass: She leans back up and closes his eyes before searching his pockets. She growls and mutters. "I will kill them all...." Before standing and walking back towards the main room, completely ignoring Westra.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Bye!" Tealina waves happily. "They were nice, don't you think?" She looks at Hjalkohm while eating another apple.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows behind Daci. "Stopping them is why we are here," she points out. "We can work together to end this."

Wolfe:

Daciramas Maass: The formerly jubilant goblin has only a single emotion in her eyes. Murder.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets up slowly from his seat with a grunt, and he moves to interpose himself between her and Harold's body. He crosses his arms over his chest and bars her way. "You can have him after we get some answers."

Daciramas Maass: She looks nearly straight up at the Orc. "You better get them fast, I am going to melt his insides while he is still alive."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe can't help but note that Daci is mad. She real mad.

Wolfe: "After we're done."

Redbrand Ruffian: As if on queue, Harold coughs up a bucket of water.

Wolfe: "Princess, get yer answers."
"Daci deserves some justice for what this fucker's done."

Redbrand Ruffian: "Urrggggg....what..where..?"
A second bout of coughing sends more liquid over the floor.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs, not for a moment thinking 'justice' equates to unleashing an enraged woman on a man incapable of defending himself. But that could wait. "Tell us about the people in this place," she advises the mage. "Who is in charge and why have you been abducting villagers?"

Redbrand Ruffian: Cough. "Fuck." Cough "You."

Wolfe: Wolfe draws a hand-axe from his side.

Westra Goldbrook: "You'd like to go back into the pool?"

Wolfe: "Naw. We'll skip that. We'll go right to taking off fingers."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You'd think a near-death experience would soften him. Perhaps it wasn't near enough."

Redbrand Ruffian: "Only because." cough. "It will hasten your own death."

Wolfe: "Let's see you cast spells with no hands."

Westra Goldbrook: "Killing you will hasten our deaths? It seems unlikely. Why are you abducting villagers?"

Daciramas Maass: "Tell them what they want to know or I am going to make your insides, your outsides." He hands glowed a dark purple.

Redbrand Ruffian: "A weak little goblin, just like the last one we killed." He lets out a pained laugh. "You all are jokes."

Westra Goldbrook: "Answer my questions, and you will merely be imprisoned here until the village law comes to see you answer for your crimes."

Raithe Moonstrike: "If we're all jokes...and we beat you...what does that make you?" Raithe asked.

Wolfe: Wolfe won't step all over Westra's parade yet but...

Redbrand Ruffian: Westra is a bit more menacing. "I....." He looks to Westra's halberd decidedly not wanted to get sliced in two.. "We kidnap villagers to sell to slavers."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's hands curl into fists. "Under whose orders?"

Redbrand Ruffian: "Glassstaff. Our leader."

Westra Goldbrook: "Is he here, in this place?"

Redbrand Ruffian: "Ha ha ha ha, yes. and you weak fools are no match for him."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You should count yourself lucky. If this upstanding woman wasn't here..." Raithe said, gesturing to Westra, "...you might be the next person to get sold for a few coppers.
You've got a pretty enough mouth. I'm sure there's a Bugbear or two who wouldn't mind a new pal."

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts and looks at Raithe, rolling his eyes and then back to Westra.

Redbrand Ruffian: He only sneers at wraith before a smile appears on his face as the elf finishes his statement.

Westra Goldbrook: "Why would a wizard such as Glassstaff concern himself with slaving?"

Redbrand Ruffian: "It's good money, but I don't know if that is why Glassstaff does it."
"I heard some guy that calls himself the Black Spider hired Glassstaff to frighten off adventurers and keep the locals in their place."

Daciramas Maass: "Hurry. Up."

Westra Goldbrook: "Well, if no one has more questions for him, I suggest we put him into one of the cells."

Wolfe: "Oh?"

Westra Goldbrook: She looked at Daci. "You'll not be murdering this man in cold blood, Daci. There will be plenty of blood for your blade if you help us stop the rest of them."

Wolfe: Wolfe drives his axe down into Harold's skull.

Westra Goldbrook: "This one will be brought to trial for his crimes, as is--WOLFE!"

Daciramas Maass: "I have a cell for him." He hands begin to glow again before Westra calls her out. "You are not one to tell me...."

Westra Goldbrook: "MERCILESS HEATHEN!"

Wolfe: "You're not the fucking boss of me." He says with a grunt after he executes the wizard.
"And I'm not leaving this asshole behind us."
"You got your answers." He looks to Daci. "And you got your justice."

Daciramas Maass: Her jaw drops opened. "You big stupid green dummy!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe watches as Harold sneers...and then dies from a forced insertion of axe into his skull. The violence is sudden and swift.
Yet...Raithe cannot find an issue with it.

Westra Goldbrook: "There are such things as restraints!" she growls, angrily. "There was no need to kill him!"

Daciramas Maass: She cracks him in the shin with her staff.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts at Daci's attack. "You get one."
"Do it again, and you'll join him."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra paused, confused by Daci attacking Wolfe. "What are you angry about?Isn't that what you wanted?"

Daciramas Maass: "I'll fucking give you another." #EvilEye

Wolfe: "Have you noticed a trend, Daci, about what happens to people who fucking get in our way?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe. Contain yourself."

Daciramas Maass: Humph. "I'll go my own way then...." She marches through the secret door.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina walks back into the cave after seeing Hjalkohm napping under a tree. "Hey guys, I think Hjalkhom is sle....Oh....Umm.."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes to lean against a wall and relax for a moment.

Wolfe: "Shut the fuck up." he snarls at Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: "You will not speak to me with such disrespect."

Wolfe: He waves it off and goes for the stairs. "I'm gonna take a breather and a drink before we go kill asshole's boss."
He moves to leave.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra blocks his path and glares.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks at Westra for a moment, and there's this tense part where it's clear there is a bit of a staredown.
He does, however, walk around her and head for the stairs.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina sits next to Rathe and offers him some nuts, mouth open, eyes huge.

Westra Goldbrook: Westa grinds her jaw, but ultimately manages to restrain herself well enough to not assault her party member.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe declines the nuts, but winks at Tealina.
"You did well, Teal. Excellent work."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Thanks!" She smiles up at Rathe, "Did you see that?! I bet she punches him one of these days. I can't wait!"

Wolfe:

Daciramas Maass:

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: Wolfe will take a drink and relax a little during that hour of downtime, notably not going after other people for conversation and keeping his space from the Helmites

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe checks his weapons, sings a bawdy song about Harold the Very Dead, and generally relaxes for a bit.

Levinath (GM): Everyone recovers, rests, and calms the fuck down on their short rest. The groups is undisturbed as they do.

Wolfe: "Alright." He stands up after feeling suitably refreshed and buzzed and draws his katana. He walks over toward Westra. "Let's go do this."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra spends the hour in prayer and reflection, and manages to dispel her wrath and reset her calm.
She is still noticeably cool towards Wolfe, but nods anyway and heads for the door.

Hjalkohm:

Levinath (GM): 57

Westra Goldbrook:

Hjalkohm:

Wolfe:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM): A cold breeze fills this large natural cavern, carrying with it the faint scent of decaying flesh. A crevasse divides the cavern and is flanked by two rough stone columns that support the twenty-foot-high ceiling. Two arched wooden bridges span the chasm. Various doorways and halls can be seen reaching out in each direction.
The dwarf walks onto the rope bridge and it collapses sending him down into the chasm. He takes 11 falling damage.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina looks down the big hole, "HEY! Are you okay down there?"

Hjalkohm: "I see treasures!"

Levinath (GM): The chasm is extremely cold, unnaturally cold, as you explore the chasm you find a half-eaten body. The ground glows faintly on the south end of the chasm and you see a large chest in a nook at the bottom of the north end.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Is there food?"

Hjalkohm: "Not for humans, or halflings"
"Maybe for Orcs"

Tealina Tealeaf: "Would you like an apple?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows into the cavern, and though she is alarmed at first at seeing Hjal fall, she is relieved to hear the dwarf speaking from its depths, as though mostly unharmed. "Can you see a way back up?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina tosses an apple down to the dwarf, "Incase you get hungry down there."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe look around. "Did you all hear that?"

Hjalkohm: "Nay, mayhaps i can use the broken bridge like a ladder"

Westra Goldbrook: "Hear what?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "There's someone here."

Westra Goldbrook: "They spoke to you?"
Westra looks about for the source of Raithe's concern

Tealina Tealeaf: "Rufus just farted." Tealina laughs at Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe look around for the source of the voice.
"Yes. I...I heard it." Raithe said, visibly unnerved.

Ehaoklu: The chasm is easily climbed into and out.

Westra Goldbrook: "What did they say?"

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts his head a bit, looking around.
"...What...the...fuck?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Reaching into her pack, Tealina tosses down 3 Goodberries to Hjalkohm.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Just....something about my sister." he said.
"We need to move on, if we can."

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm scarfs down the goodberries, smearing purple juice all over his face

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes a deep breath. He refuses to listen. This is a trick. Some kind of magic.
No one can bring her back.
No one.

Tealina Tealeaf: Looking at Raithe, "You have a sister? I was once a sister! What's she like? Is she tall like you? I bet she's beautiful."

Raithe Moonstrike: "She's dead."

Wolfe: Wolfe considers the voice... then he looks over at the others.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eyes Raithe, uncertain about him not saying more about this voice he's heard. The revelation that she's dead makes her brows lift in surprise.

Wolfe: "...Eh... sounds like a... desire demon or something."
"Best to ignore it and move on. Something fucking with our heads."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, we need to move on. Now." Raithe suggested, looking for a way to cross this bridge and move on.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Oh, that's sad." She turns away from Raithe and walks back over to the hole, "Are you coming back up here?" She screams down at her dwarf friend.

Hjalkohm: "I have to looks for treasures first, theres gotta be somethin down here, wyrm scales, gold, a diamond necklace, maybe an old boot
or some good denim pants"

Wolfe: "Fuck off." Wolfe snarls to thin air and looks over to Raithe who is still in front of him. "Get a move on."

Tealina Tealeaf: Continuing to yell, "Everyone says we should leave now. Something about voices in their heads. It's getting weird."

Westra Goldbrook: "We can come back at a later time, Hjalkohm. We must be on our way."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Hey! Where you goin?"

Wolfe: "Where's the Dwarf?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Hjalkohm, will you kindly get back up here?"

Tealina Tealeaf: "Everyone is weird up here! I'm thinking maybe this stuff isn't free, Hjalkohm."

Hjalkohm: "But theres a chest"
"and its HUGE"

Ehaoklu: Hjalkohm finds a chest with a sword and various other pieces of treasure including two healing potions.

Westra Goldbrook: "It will be there when we're done!"

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs.

Hjalkohm:

Tealina Tealeaf: "Okay, let's go now. Raithe has a weird look in his eye." Peering back over her shoulder.

Ehaoklu: Hjalkohm sees a pale blue light pulsing at the south end of the chasm.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns back to look at Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks angry now.

Westra Goldbrook: "Raithe? Is all well?"

Hjalkohm: "I can see a faint glow at the south, i think it may be best if we move" Hjalkohm loots the chest and climbs out.

Westra Goldbrook: "Finally.:

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'll live. We just need to find Glassstaff and deal with him." he said.
"This is probably some trick of his."

Tealina Tealeaf: "I liked the outside best. Let's go there." Tealina says, a little scared of Raithe.
Tealina starts to walk back towards the door, "You guys comin'? There is plenty of fresh air out there."

Westra Goldbrook: "Tealina, this way," Westra says, gesturing to the opening to the north

Ehaoklu: As Hjalkohm climbs out of the chasm. A screech fills all your heads, leaving your brain muddled for a moment. "MY PRECIOUS!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe clutches his skull!

Westra Goldbrook: "Gaahh!" Westra groans, clasping her head.

Raithe Moonstrike: "URGHH!"

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook:

Tealina Tealeaf: "I told you the outside was the best." Tealina says as she looks back at the others.

Wolfe: "What the fuck is going on?" Wolf grunts, as alcohol deadens pain to the brain pretty well.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Ehaoklu:
"YOU NO TAKE MY PRECIOUS!" Fills the dwarf's head.

Hjalkohm:

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a step back, takes a deep breath, and runs for a leap.
Wolfe lands on the edge, then balances himself to not fall down the chasm. Once he rights himself he moves up to slash at the weird thing.

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Tealina Tealeaf: "See Hjalkohm! That stuff wasn't free!" Tealina yells drawing her bow.

Wolfe: Wolfe delivers a powerful slash across the creature's midsection.
"You alright, Jalk!?"
"FUCK OFF, RUNT." Wolfe snarls in building orcish anger at Ehaoklu

Westra Goldbrook: Westra attempts to follow Wolfe across the chasm towards the beast.

Ehaoklu: 5

Westra Goldbrook: ...and fails, disappearing down into the dark with a yelp.

Wolfe: "Maybe you should stop trying to jump around, Princess!"

Hjalkohm:

Wolfe: "Lay off all that fancy food!"

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Ehaoklu: The beast looks to Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Ehaoklu: And he dies.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina yells over "Jeepers mister!" to Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook: Westra indignantly climbs out of the chasm.

Wolfe: Wolfe brings the sword down in a single, brutal slash at Ehaoklu's neck. The creature's last words in his mind cause him to narrow his eyes at the corpse of the creature.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe watches the creature die and feels a surge of vindication. Bastard.

Wolfe: "No." He says slowly with a barely restrained fury, flicking the blade free of the creature's fowl blood with a twist of his wrist. "I know better."
"I still believe." The Half-Orc says softly, then sheaths his blade.

Westra Goldbrook: "Believe what?" Westra grunts as she brushes herself off.

Wolfe: With an exhale and a struggle to return his fury into his flesh, he turns to Westra. "Just something the little fucker said in my head."
"You alright?"

Tealina Tealeaf: "What's everyone saying over there?!" Tealina yells across the hole, "Are we all ready to go to the outside now?!"
"Heeellllloooo?? Can anyone hear me?!"

Wolfe: "Unfortunately."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eyesWolfe for a beat, then nods once, assertively.

Raithe Moonstrike: "We're not leaving, Teal. We're seeing this through."

Wolfe: "We're not done yet, Tealina!"

Westra Goldbrook: "We are not going outside, Tealina," Westra says, looking across the chasm to her. "We are following this path towards the wizard we came here to confront."

Wolfe: He nods towards the north. "Let's keep going."

Westra Goldbrook: She moves north and attempts to cross carefully onto the bridge.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina picks up a rock and throws it across the hole. "You guys suck." Tealina sulks back up the Hjalkohm.
--End Session 5--
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 10:33:37 AM
--Session 6--

Levinath (GM): With the defeat of the strange telepathic monster, the group finds themselves once again in a silent cave. The cold seems to rise from the chasm in the middle of the room, providing it with an unnatural chill. The group is able to discern an opening to a room to the north, two hallways to the west and a hallway to the south.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe is still somewhat shaken from the encounter with the...creature. Now that it's dead, he's ready to move on.

Westra Goldbrook: "We should perhaps ensure these halls are clear, lest someone come behind us unexpectedly when we head north," Westra suggested.

Wolfe: Wolfe's bloodlust has abated, for the moment, after dispatching the piece of filth that had spoken in his mind. He takes a slow breath and exhales, noting the chill, and reaches for his flask.

Tealina Tealeaf: "I would still like it to be known that my vote is to go into the out." Tealina says while munching on some cheese.

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Wolfe: "You go ahead and lead the way, Princess." Wolfe says after taking a swig from his flask, capping it and stowing his best friend.
"You seem to be good at finding the holes"

Westra Goldbrook: For a moment, Westra considers brushing by Wolfe near enough that an elbow might accidentally introduce him to the hole in the middle of the cavern. She ultimately decides that sinking to his level of pettiness is beneath her, though, and simply heads for the southwestern hallway.
"A light would be useful if anyone has one to share."

Wolfe: "Jalk. Use your wiggle fingers to help the human."

Hjalkohm: "Eh?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra proceeds down the hall at a careful pace, wary of more traps.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina allows Westra and Raithe to go ahead of her. She still wishes she could be in the out.

Westra Goldbrook: Faced with two doors, Westra investigates the southernmost one, trying to see if it's locked or otherwise protected.

Levinath (GM): Westra finds the hall turns, a door can be seen from the North. As she passes the south door, she hears a strange language being shouted followed by bouts of laughter.

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM): Westra sees a wooden door with no apparent traps or locks.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra opens the door.

Levinath (GM): The laughter continues as Westra opens the door. This barracks contains four roughly built wooden bunks, with heaped-up blankets and dirty dishes scattered about. A strong smell of unwashed bodies and rotten meat fills the air. Three tall, furry humanoids are lounging among the mess, barking orders at a sad little goblin that demeans itself for their amusement. Your sudden appearance causes the goblin to faint in surprise and the furry beasts to look at you with their teeth bared.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Something tells me we should move back."

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Bugbear: "Out of the way idiot!" The second bugbear comes rushing up behind the first as he misses Westra.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: Wolfe pokes his head around the corner. "You guys need help?"
"Here, duck down stumpy."

Raithe Moonstrike: "We're under attack!"

Wolfe: He pushes Hjalkohm's head down
And then throws a handaxe at Tusk.

Hjalkohm: "Oui, what are ye doin?"

Wolfe: "Hey, Westra, skinny it up!"
"Suck in your gut or something!"

Westra Goldbrook: "HEY! Watch where you're throwing, you cretin!"

Wolfe: "I'm watching!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westa growls.

Wolfe: "I just wouldn't be upset if it hit you, is all!"

Westra Goldbrook: "One day soon, you and I will have words, orc."

Wolfe: "I mean, more than we have now? Cause we're having words now!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra seriously considers taking her eyes off of the bugbears for the sake of picking up Wolfe's ax to throw back at him. For the moment
she retains her cool.

Tealina Tealeaf: "I guess I have to do everything here." Tealina draws her bow.

Levinath (GM): Tusk growls as an arrow hits him.

Westra Goldbrook: One of the bugbears steps forward, and Westra takes the opportunity to swing at him.

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: She then steps forward into the room to allow herself more space, and swings again with intent.

Wolfe: "Thataway Princess! Show them who's got the bigger dick!"

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: Wolfe nods as Raithe moves back. "Don't worry kid." He pats him on the shoulder as he draws his katana. "I'll take care of that asshole."

Bugbear: "Ow! You hurted me!"

Wolfe:
"Yeah." He cuts off the Bugbear's head with the second swing. "I hurted you a lot."
"Come on you fucking ugly motherfuckers."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe blinks. Did he just call him kid?

Wolfe: "Show me what you got."

Tealina Tealeaf:
"Let the lil' one show you how to do it!" Tealina flips her hair at Wolfe.

Bugbear:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra ignores the bloodied bugbear beside her for a beat, and lunges her halberd at the one in the hallway.
And then brings the butt of the polearm back into Mosk.
rolling 1d4
(1)= 1

Bugbear:

Wolfe: "Maybe you should focus one at a time there, Princess."

Bugbear:

Wolfe: He grins over at her. "Don't start what you can't finish."

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gnashes her teeth. "I cannot help how distracting the odor you bring with you is."

Wolfe: Wolfe decapitates the one in front of Westra, covering her in bugbear goo.

Westra Goldbrook: As the last bugbear falls, she cuts her eyes at Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Just call me your knight in shining armor, Princess."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Wolfe: He winks at her then goes to clean off his blade.
And loot the bodies.

Westra Goldbrook: She turns to shake the unconscious goblin awake.

Droop: "Ahhhh! No hurt drooop!" The goblin wakes up to the corpses of the bugbears and scurries backwards against the wall.

Westra Goldbrook: "No one's here to hurt you. Droop, is it? We have defeated those who tormented you. You are free to leave."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sees that the Bugbears are dead and returns to his place in the hall, hoping to overhear something of note.

Droop: He looks to the bodies nervously, then Westra then towards the door behind her.

Westra Goldbrook: "Unless, of course, you can tell us anything useful about this place and the people who dwell here. Any information that could help us deal with the rest of these creatures would be welcome."

Wolfe: Wolfe dusts off his hands. "You know Daci, Droop?" He asks the Goblin before it departs.

Droop: "Ummm...lots of humans with red cloaks, they are bosses, but nicer to droop than bears." He pauses. "What is a Daci?" He asks confused.

Wolfe: "Nothin'."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina peaks into the room and with a wave says "Hello! Would you like an apple?" pulling one from her pack.

Westra Goldbrook: "Where are the humans, Droop? The hallway to the north?"

Droop: "Droop like apples." He gives Tealina a grin that reveals most of his sharp teeth missing.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealinas eyes get real big but she still tosses him an apple, "I like apples too." She smiles at him.

Droop: "Humans everywhere, they play with shiny coins that way." He indicates north up the hall. "Bigums bosser is up there too."
He ducks the apple, seemingly scared of her throwing it at him. It lands on the ground next to the goblin where he picks it up and quickly hides it in his pocket.

Westra Goldbrook: "Very well. You know the way out from here?"
Westra backs out of the doorway, allowing him plenty of space to move past.

Droop: He looks around. "Yes Droop knows the way." Then sticks his head out the doorway. "Scary monster down there....."

Westra Goldbrook: "Not anymore. We've taken care of him as well. You're free to go."

Droop: He looks to her unsure, and seems increasingly unnerved by the orc just outside the door.

Wolfe: Wolfe steps out of the way and juts his head toward the way out. "Go on. Get outta here."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns and inspects the remaining door for locks and traps.

Wolfe: Wolfe retrieves his hand axe.

Droop: Westra sees this door unlocked and she can hear music and laughter from the other side.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra opens the door.

Redbrand Ruffian: "Oui! Who ordered the piece of as? Get in here sweetie and get yer clothes off!"

Wolfe: "Well."
"That guy is gonna die."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh man. Yeah. I don't even feel bad about how bad it's going to go for him."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra drew a calming breath. "We have dispatched a number of your comrades. Your bugbears. Your monster from the little pit outside. We are unscathed. Do you really want to begin your discourse with us in such a manner? I can assure you it is not the wisest course."

Redbrand Ruffian: They all look up as Wolfe speaks from behind Westra.   She can see several worn tables and chairs are scattered around this large room. Wooden benches are drawn up against walls decorated with draperies of brown and red, and several ale kegs are propped up and tapped. Five tough-looking human warriors wearing scarlet cloaks are gathered around one of the tables. A stack of coins and trinkets is heaped upon the tabletop between them.

Wolfe: "...Why are you even bothering to talk to these fucks?"
Wolfe draws his katana.

Westra Goldbrook: "Because if they can be reasoned with, it's that much less bloodshed in a day already full of it."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina peers in and waves, "Hello, would anyone like an apple?"

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: Wolfe walks right past Westra to attack Steve.

Redbrand Ruffian: "Ye guys wanna die, fine with us."

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook:

Redbrand Ruffian:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian:

Redbrand Ruffian: Stevie flips their table up and ducks down behind it.

Wolfe:
Crossbow bolts go flying around Wolfe as she slashes Steve across the chest. "Here's my negotiation: Surrender or fucking die."

Redbrand Ruffian: Stevarino takes up the other side of the table and shoots at Wolfe again.

Wolfe: "Personally..." Wolfe shrugs, his katana dripping blood. "I don't really care what you pick."

Redbrand Ruffian:

Wolfe: He ducks the shot.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs and moves into the room, and sets about trying to subdue the nearest ruffian (stephen).

Tealina Tealeaf:

Wolfe: Wolfe looks as Westra knocks out Stephano, looking at Westra with an annoyed gaze as Tealina's arrow shoots past him to catch Steve in the throat. "Really?"
He doesn't even notice Steve gurgling and falling to the ground dead. "Really?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Raising her bow Tealina smiles as she shoots it. "I just wanted to share the apple love."

Redbrand Ruffian: "Really." Says Stephano before he raises his hands.
And hits Wolfe in the chest.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shoots Wolfe a blank look. "What?"

Wolfe: "Shit that guy can ca..." Wolfe grunts out in pain as magical energy slams into his chest.

Westra Goldbrook: And then watches him get blasted in the chest.

Wolfe: "Ooof..." Wolfe coughs out blood, his chest slightly caved in.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Redbrand Ruffian: The table catches fire, but the Ruffians seem undeterred, for now.

Hjalkohm: "What's appenin in there?"

Wolfe: Wolfe raises his eyes -- and if they're a little more red and a little more orc-like than normal, well...
He mad.
Wolfe stomps on Stephen's body and slashes at Stephano
But in his murderous rage he misses
He does, however, take a deep breath to get his Second Wind

Wolfe: 6

Hjalkohm:

Wolfe: The crossbow bolt hits Wolfe in the shoulder, going through one of the links. The Half-Orc snarls in anger as he's wounded.

Redbrand Ruffian: "Filthy orc scum!" He shouts as his bolt lands in Wolfe's arm.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra advances further into the room and moves around the smoldering table to get at those hiding behind it.

Redbrand Ruffian: Stevie is easily knocked unconscious by the paladin.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina sneaks past Raithe and moves into the room
Tealina sends Rufus behind the table to try to scare out the Ruffians!

Redbrand Ruffian: Rufus is not scary enough to frighten the hardened criminals.

Westra Goldbrook: "Get this animal out of here!"

Redbrand Ruffian:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Wolfe: The fire burns through Wolfe and his body, and while it might have killed a lesser man, Wolfe just doesn't even move. He stands there, his body lit on fire, his hair smoldering and covered in flame, and he stares down at Stephano and snarls at him.
"Shouldn't have done that."

Redbrand Ruffian: "Hmmm....that didn't go as expected." Stephano says as he stars down the angry orc.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fires at Stephano!

Hjalkohm: "Let me help ye Laddy."

Wolfe:
Swish

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra advances and swings at Stevarino.

Redbrand Ruffian: "I just wanted a dance!" He shouts as the halberd slashes his across the chest.

Westra Goldbrook: "Are we not dancing?"

Redbrand Ruffian: "Uhhh.....no!"

Tealina Tealeaf:

Redbrand Ruffian:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Redbrand Ruffian:

Wolfe:

Hjalkohm: "Do I gotta do all de work Laddy? Pick it up!"

Wolfe: "SHUT THE FUCK UP DWARF"

Hjalkohm:

Westra Goldbrook:

Hjalkohm: "That ain't no way to talk to your elder!"

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: "SHUT UP AND KILL THE FUCKING WIZARD"
Wolfe is madly slashing at Stephano, almost in a blind rage (emphasis on the blind because he still misses all the time)
As Stephano falls to the ground unconscious, Wolfe will bring his sword down to cut off his head.

Westra Goldbrook: "Enough," she says, to the beserking half-orc. "Calm youself."
*yourself
She sighs pointedly. "That was unnecessary."

Wolfe: Still on fire, Wolfe looks to Westra and snarls. "Fuck you."
"Kill the bugbears but talk to the humans issit?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Bestiality is a sin in most paradigms, I"m afraid."

Wolfe: "Kill the bugbears but knock out the humans?"
"You racist fucking bitch."

Westra Goldbrook: "Humans can be reasoned with."
"Careful with your tongue, ruffian."

Wolfe: Wolfe seethes. "Or what? Itching for a go, Princess?"

Hjalkohm: The dwarf grabs a half eaten piece of cheese from the floor and starts munching on it before plopping down on one of the couches.

Westra Goldbrook: "Consider the moment carefully, wolfe."
"We have many foes to face yet in this place, and you're looking rather... worn."

Wolfe: He sneers at her. "You're not worth the fucking effort."

Westra Goldbrook: "Not that that's a vast change from the normal look of you, admittedly."

Wolfe: He then steps away from her, taking his blade with him and kicks Stephano's head down the hall.
"I'm taking a break."

Hjalkohm: Hjalkohm finishes his cheese and eyes Steve's cloak, it looks quite a bit newer than his own. He quick performs a switcharoo.

Westra Goldbrook: "If we had persuaded these men to leave, perhaps you wouldn't need a break right now..." she called after him.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina sits down next to Hjalkohm "Well, this is interesting. He probably tried to feed her dog meat."

Hjalkohm: "Aye. Would you like this slightly used cloak?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe loots the unconscious men.

Wolfe: Wolfe will go scrounging through the room for some alcohol, and if he finds any, he will take it with him to the room where the bugbears died.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Sure!" Tealina says excitedly shoving nuts into her mouth.

Westra Goldbrook: "Help me bind these that lived, please," she says to whomever is left nearby.

Wolfe: And then sit down and drink.

Hjalkohm: Wolfe finds several casks of beer.

Raithe Moonstrike: He will rifle through their pockets, deduct any money, but leave the pocket lint.
He'll also take any jewelry that looks valuable or sentimental.

Hjalkohm: The dwarf helps Westra restrain the men.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks as though she means to object to Raithe's pilfering, but shakes her head and sighs instead. She works with Hjal to bind up the survivors, and then.... waits?
Once they're bound, Westra shakes Stevarino awake.

Levinath (GM): The three awaken after a short time, and growl at Westra and the others menacingly One of them spits a couple profanities towards her after seeing their two dead friends.
Stevarino grunts in pain before his eyes come into focus and a growl forms back on his face.

Westra Goldbrook: "Now, now. None of that. You were bested fair and square."
"If you tell us what you know about the ones in charge of this outfit and we find it helpful, I'll do what I can to keep my very angry associate from treating you as he treated the mage." She said, with a nod to the headless body nearby.

Levinath (GM): "You come charging into our card game and call that besting? Ha!"

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM): He looks unconvinced. His scowl does disappear as he notices the Orc is not around as he looks across the room. "I'll tell you about Glassstaff, if you let me go."

Westra Goldbrook: "Alright, provided you tell me something I haven't already learned from the beasts we've encountered so far."

Levinath (GM): "His study is up north through that door." He nods towards the north.
"None of us are allowed in there without his permission."

Westra Goldbrook: "Hm. I daresay we would have found that out on our own, after leaving this room. Have you nothing helpful to add?"

Levinath (GM): He thought for a few moments, it was apparent he was not the sharpest knife. "He has a meeting tonight with some Black Spider guy. He was all in a pissy mood earlier about us getting provisions ready."

Westra Goldbrook: "Provisions for what?"

Levinath (GM): "I don't know, it was weapons, food and water, mining supplies."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks to the others in the room, wordlessly inviting them to speak up if they had questions.

Hjalkohm: The dwarf is eating MORE cheese he found.

Wolfe: (Taking a rest and eating)

Raithe Moonstrike: "Who is the Black Spider? Have you met him or does Glasstaff only meet with him when you aren't around?"

Levinath (GM): "He goes somewhere and meets with him, we are not allowed to come or know where he goes."
"Top secret wizard shit, ye know?" He looks to Raithe cuz that dude would understand.

Westra Goldbrook: "Raithe, will you kindly check this door for us? A wizard's study is liable to be trapped." She looked back to the prisoner.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes to check the door.

Levinath (GM): "That isn't the door to his study, its across the hall outside." He scoffs.

Westra Goldbrook: "Across the hall? You mean across the ravine?"

Levinath (GM): "Open that door and there will be another door. That door is to his study."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. Let's have a look then. Raithe, as you please."

Levinath (GM): "You gonna let me go?"

Wolfe: 8
7

Westra Goldbrook: "If I was you, I'd sit here and look very dead, so that when my associate comes through he does not notice that you're not."

Wolfe: Wolfe walks back after taking a breather and a healing potion or two along with a great deal of beer.

Levinath (GM): "You said...."

Wolfe: "Oh they're awake, eh?"
"Decided that murdering, robbing scum get breathing rights still?"

Westra Goldbrook: "He has answered some questions for us."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Maybe we should take a moment and rest before we move on."

Wolfe: "Oh that makes it better, eh?"

Westra Goldbrook: "They can be taken back to the town for justice. Have you named yourself judge, jury, and executioner all at once?"

Wolfe: "Yup."
"Fuck your justice."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh. We don't have time for this bickering. Let's be on with this place."

Levinath (GM): "Hey! We had an agreement." Steverio seemed to be getting agitated with Wolfe around.

Wolfe: "I don't need some judge that's been paid off by Neverember or dickholes with money to let these guys go."

Westra Goldbrook: "If I were you, I'd keep quiet for the moment," she advised Steverino
"How dare you insinuate--Lord Neverember has saved Neverwinter."

Levinath (GM): HE glowers at her but realizes he can do little else.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks toward Steverio with narrowed eyes, still angry from being nearly murdered by his friend. "How many people you kill while wearing that stupid cloak?" He walks toward Steverio.

Levinath (GM): "Not nearly enough orcs." He spits back.

Westra Goldbrook: "Well that was just foolish."

Wolfe: "Yeah too bad about that." He pulls free his hand-axe.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe."

Wolfe: "How many?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Looks like the terms of the agreement have been altered."

Westra Goldbrook: "Leave him. We have things to attend to that cannot wait."

Wolfe: He brings the axe to Steverio's throat. as he kneels down over the man, putting a hand into his hair, grabbing it forcefully. "How many people?"

Levinath (GM): "How many humans you kill, your murderous blood thirsty monster!"

Wolfe: "You don't know what bloodthirsty is yet, buddy." Wolfe leans in close. "But you're gonna find out."

Westra Goldbrook: "Am I the only one here opposed to murdering someone outside of combat?" she asks the others, exasperated.
"Brother Hjalkohm?"

Levinath (GM): "Your kind murdered my entire family, so don't presume to tell me I don't know about your filthy kind."

Hjalkohm: "Aye."

Westra Goldbrook: "Aye?"

Hjalkohm: "Aye, I do not approve of murding people."
Where is all this cheese coming from?

Westra Goldbrook: "Well don't tell me, tell him!" she insists, gesturing at Wolfe

Wolfe: "Call me an Orc one more time."

Hjalkohm: "Aye! Don't kill people so sayeth the lord!" He says to Wolfe before taking a bite.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra facepalms.
"Wolfe."

Wolfe: Wolfe growls aloud, clearly exasperated. He lets up. "He doesn't leave."
"Not til we're done here."
He stows the handaxe

Westra Goldbrook: "Fine."

Wolfe: "Drink your fucking potions, pray to your fucking Gods for health, wrap your boo-boos up. We're gonna keep moving."

Levinath (GM): "You promised to free me for helping you, and this is how you honor our agreement?" He spits from the floor.

Westra Goldbrook: "You're not dead, are you? The day's young." She bonks him on the head to knock him back out for the time-being.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I don't recall her promising you anything. She said it was a possibility, if you gave us useful information. There's a difference."

Wolfe: Wolfe feels a little alleviated at Westra committing assault on a bound man. But he's still pretty pissed off.
"Let's go." He tosses a healing potion toward Tealina.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe opens the door and then moves across the hall to the other door to check it for traps.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves through the door into the hall, after Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra also inspects the door over Raithe's shoulder, curious.

Levinath (GM): Raithe finds no traps that he can detect, but the door is locked with a normal mechanism so far as he can tell.
Westra finds the same thing.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will quietly attempt to pick the lock.

Levinath (GM): The lock easily clicks opened with Raithe's deft finger work.

Westra Goldbrook: "Keep alert. There's no telling what sort of traps are set inside a wizard's room."
She then moves cautiously through the door.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will follow Westra through the door.

Levinath (GM): This room appears to be a wizard's workshop. A rat scurries across the floor and takes refuge under a large worktable set up with alembics, retorts, distillation coils, and other alchemical devices, all of it stewing and bubbling away. Bookshelves are crowded with sheaves of parchment and strange-looking tomes.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Fucking wizards..." Raithe grumbles in Infernal.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eyes Raithe as though disconcerted by his language of choice.
But then inspects the room for items of interest.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will inspect the opposite side of the room, making sure there are no traps further in.

Wolfe: Wolfe stays back to watch over the prisoners, as he heard no sounds of shouting or explosions or combat.

Levinath (GM): Westra finds notes and books covering the basics of alchemy, it appears whoever is using this area is no master of the arts, but does appear to be able to brew potions of invisibility. Among the books is a tome written in Dwarvish that Hjalkohm is able to explain describes the history of the Lost Mine of Phandelver and the Forge of Spells. In addition, it speaks of a magic hammer called Light bringer that was commisioned by the priests of Lathander.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina stands in the door. Watching while she munches an early lunch, humming to herself, "Hum dee dum dum duumm..."

Levinath (GM): It only states the hammer was lost when Wave Echo Cavern and it's mine was lost in history.
The rat timidly moves up to the dwarf and sniffs the air, before Hjalkohm drops a small piece of cheese for it.

Raithe Moonstrike: "There's a door here." Raithe said, moving to check it.

Levinath (GM): The door appears unlocked and untrapped.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra cared little for this Forge of Spells and the lost mines, though she does note that they keep coming up.

Raithe Moonstrike: "The door seems clear."

Westra Goldbrook: She follows Raithe through the door if he goes.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe opens the door.

Levinath (GM): The walls of this bedchamber are covered with drapes of scarlet cloth. The furnishings include a small writing deskwith matching chair, a comfortable-looking bed, and a wooden chest at the foot of the bed, the chest is slightly opened and a candle still burns on the desk as ink dies on a half written parchment.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes to examine the parchment, ignoring the rest of this...place.

Levinath (GM): Westra easily notices a wall very similar to the ones from the front room partially ajar along the east wall.
The parchment states: "Dear Black Spider. Things are going according to" And the letter cuts off. Raithe is able to find another, complete letter laying nearby.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra inspects the partially-opened chest.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes for the complete letter.
"There's a letter from the Black Spider here. Someone in Neverwinter told him we were coming."

Levinath (GM): Westra finds a fairly large amount of coin and gems in the chest. Likely the spoils of shaking down the the townspeople.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes the letter over to Westra and shows it to her.

Westra Goldbrook: "Hmm," she says, rising to inspect the letter after she opened the chest.

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: "Dwarven maps?" She looked to Raithe. "Didn't the kidnapped dwarf supposedly have a map with him? To a Wave Echo something?"

Wolfe:
"Yeah and we haven't found any Dwarves down here except for Jolkham."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I think he did."
"And I think we have a name for Glasstaff. Iarno Albrek."
"For all that's worth."

Hjalkohm: "They captured a dwarf on the trail and sent him to cragmaw castle, if I recall correctly."
"What that goblin in the cave told us."

Wolfe: "Oh, right. So Cragmaw has the Dwarf that the Black Spider and Glassstaff is looking for."

Westra Goldbrook: While the others ponder the matter of the missing dwarf and his map, and the loot in the chest, Westra gets a closer look at the eastern wall. She attempts to find a mechanism to release a hidden door."

Levinath (GM): It easily slides opened revealing a small stairway and another ajar door.
The stairs open to a small storeroom off the cavern you were in earlier.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks for goods in the storeroom

Levinath (GM): This area is the north end of a large natural cavern, but it has been finished with dressed stone block walls and a flagstone floor. Several barrels are stored against the walls here, along with a number of empty crates, straw for packing, hammers, pry bars, and nails.
The barrels contain basic provisions like dried meat, water, and vegetables.

Westra Goldbrook: "Why was this hidden, I wonder?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina follows the apple.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows the stairs back out into the cavern.

Levinath (GM): Rufus is such a beast
15 AC, 18 HP, prof on all saves

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):
phinn:

Levinath (GM):

Hjalkohm: t('.'t)

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina eats and apple
--End Session 6--
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 10:37:59 AM
--Session 7--

Levinath (GM):
The redbrand ruffians appear to be dispatched. The group finds no more people, equipment, or leads in the underground hideout, nor the mysterious Glassstaff. As such, they return to town and take the evening for a long rest. (Grats level 3)

Westra Goldbrook: The night's events had a profound impact on the Paladin, who spent much time in contemplation and prayer once returned to the inn. The following morning she rose early and went to the tavern to find breakfast while she waited for the others to show.

Trilena: "Hey der Miss Westra. Heard you gave them ruffians a good ol beat'n. Saw a lot of em scrambling out of town with everything they owned late yester even'n." He said as she sat a plate of bacon and eggs in from of Westra with a big smile. "What'll ya have to drink? Its on the house."

Westra Goldbrook: "As well they should," Westra says, with an approving nod at the news that the remaining ruffians had left town. "Phandalin will no long be subjected to the coarse whims of such deviants.That's very kind of you. I'll take a large glass of water and a small glass of milk, please. And tell me, have you seen any of the others of my party yet this morning?" she asked, looking back towards the stairs. She wondered if she was going to have to go and rouse them all herself.

Trilena: "OY TIMMY! BRING A BIG GLASS OF MILK AND A SMALL GLASS OF WATER FOR MISS WESTRA! MOVE IT!" She yells to the back of the inn gruffly. "Dat green one was up til I shooed him up to his room last night, I reckon bout 3, by the looks of what 'e drank, he won't be up before the sun sets. Haven't seen the others, yet."
The small boy of six or seven runs out and sets the two drinks on front of Westra before he runs off. "You'unt me to send Chelsea up to wake 'im again, like yesterday? I am sure she would be obliged."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, if you would. And please tell her to spare no kindness. He was fully aware we had work to tend to this morning," she says, restraining a sigh as her order was delivered backwards.
"And if you'd have her knock on the doors of the others as well, I'd appreciate it," she addeed.

Trilena: "Right away!" She leaves and shortly after Westra sees the same young girl from yesterday hauling a bucket of water up the stairway.

Levinath (GM): (Whar Miss Tealeaf?)

Tealina Tealeaf: (sleeping...she said she got up early)

Wolfe: Wolfe comes down from his rest, thoroughly hungover, but in decent spirits all things considered. He has the Longsword they acquired, Talon, strapped to his waist in its shiny new sheath.

Hjalkohm: YAWWWWWWWWWWWWWN stretching and scratching his belly from between his robe, Hjalkohm sits down at the table and waits for someone to offer breakfast.

Trilena: The inn keepers wife is quick to set down breakfast as the group comes downstairs, she appears genuinely thankful for their efforts thus far and her service is far more prompt than yesterday. She also brings Wolfe another ale, not even bothering to ask what he wants after the previous evening. "You boys let me know if you need anything else." She says before walking away.

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina skips down the hall and stops at the end of the table doing some jumping jacks. "Good morning friends!" she says as she crams some nuts into her mouth!

Trilena: "What can I get you little Lass?" Trilena says as she finishes greeting her friends. "It's on the house this morning!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Ah, there you are," Westra says as Wolfe and Hjalkohm arrive. "Good morning." Tealina shows up as well, and though Westra turns to greet her, she pauses and eyes the halfing doing jumping jacks. "Good... morning, Tealina."

Tealina Tealeaf: "I'll take the fruit party platter please!"

Westra Goldbrook: Once everyone had their breakfast coming, Westra spoke again. "I was thinking that after eating we should go and speak with Sister Garaele as she requested. By the time we're through speaking with her, the supply shop might be open. I think that would be a good place to inquire as to whether anyone's seen the missing dwarf brothers."

Trilena: She looks at the halfing oddly. "I'll see what we can do."

Wolfe: "It's morning. Good part ain't clear yet." The Half-Orc grumbles and settles down, ordering some beer and a hearty breakfast. "Sure, whatever you wanna do, Princess."

Trilena: She returns shortly with a tray of nearly 10 apples, a handful of raspberries, and about ten blueberries. "This is all we have Miss Tealina."

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Tealina Tealeaf: "Looks delicious! Mmm mm!" Tealina says cramming the blueberries in her mouth and tossing Rufus an apple.

Rufus: chomp Core and all.

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh, Miss," Westra says, catching Trilena before she moves away. "By chance, have you ever heard of Iarno Albrek?"

Trilena: She looked off to the sky. "Hrrmmmm...the name feels like I have...." A beat later she snaps her fingers. "There was an older gentleman in here a couple days ago, he said he was looking for him friend Iarno. Soldierly type like you, Sildhar was his name. I believe he is still staying over at the townmaster's house."

Westra Goldbrook: "I see. Thank you," she tells the woman, with a nod.
Once everyone has eaten, Westra would likely be the first to rise. She'd thank Trilena again for the breakfast, and would wait for the others to ready themselves. Once done, she'd head towards Sister Garaele's place, barring objections from the others.

Wolfe: Wolfe will follow along, but only after refilling some flasks of much needed booze for the days ahead

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina puts the rest of the nuts from the table into her pack along with the fruit. She pats Rufus on the head and follows Westra.

Sister Garaele: Phandalin's only temple is a small shrine made of stones taken from the nearby ruins. It is dedicated to Tymora, goddess of luck and good fortune. A tall and gentle eleven acolyte that the party recognizes tends to the garden. "Good Morning heroes! Goddess watch over you! I do believe I didn't get your name yesterday, M'Lady. My thanks again to you all for the help. We all appreciate your efforts."
(Tealina is gonna have to start making str checks to carry her apple bushel soon.)

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course. I am Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter," she said, with a polite bow of her head. "We rousted the ruffians from their base at the manor, and I hear you wished to see us afterwards."

Sister Garaele: She looked a bit torn for a moment. "I am sorry to trouble with such a task, but heroes such as yourself may be the only ones to be able to help me. Legend speaks of a Banshee near the ruins of Conyberry. She is said to posses knowledge of all. I have spent some time studying history in this region since I arrived here several years ago. A mage named Bowgentle lost a spellbook in this region years ago that would help me further my research for the Lady of Luck."
Distressed, she continues. "Only....I went there, but she did not appear to me, perhaps you all are worthy to meet with her. She was known to be vain in life, I have this silver comb I hoped to trade her for information." She sniffled a bit. "But she did not reveal herself to me."

Wolfe: "Maybe she's not into chicks." Wolfe says dryly from behind Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra closes her eyes and breathes, stifling a retort to Wolfe's crass observation. "We had another task at Old Owl Well, so it would be no large inconvenience to check on this place in Conyberry while there. Would you like us to attempt to trade the comb for you, if she appears?"

Sister Garaele: A beaming smile forms on her face. "Oh would you?!" She thrusts the comb towards Westra. "You truly are the goddess's servants! Bless you!"
She moves over to a small bag off to the side. "It isn't much, but I can offer you these as payment for your help." She holds four healing potions in her hands.

Westra Goldbrook: "That..." Westra says, intent on turning down the woman's offered reward - she's a holy woman, after all, and this was merely doing helpful work. Buuuuuuut healing potions are mad useful, though. "...is very kind of you," she says, accepting the offered potions. She passes them off to the others, and then nods to the Sister. "We'll be off then. Hopefully we'll be back soon with results."

Sister Garaele: "I cannot thank you enough she says beaming to them all."

Westra Goldbrook: Annnnd if no one objects, Westra will then head towards the supply shop to ask about the dwarves.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe joins the group as they leave, falling in alongside Tealina. He'd already reviewed the ledger for Eston and stowed it away in his pack.
"Morning all." he said, his tone chipper.

Wolfe: "Yup." Wolfe says toward Raithe, pocketing a healing potion and then withdrawing a flask. "It's morning."
"Westra's pickin up every chore there is between here and Neverwinter."

Westra Goldbrook: "As dependably as Wolfe is picking up every venereal disease in the same span. We all have our hobbies."

Wolfe: "Can't pick 'em up if you already got 'em."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Wolfe: "Though 'Stuck Up Bitch' is one I'm missing."

Westra Goldbrook: "Raithe," she greets him, before heading on

Wolfe: "So any time you wanna take off your pants, Westra, I'll add it to the list."

Westra Goldbrook: "Not in your wildest, most far-reaching dreams, you foul-smelling beast."

Wolfe: "Even the nightmares." He sighs wistfully and drinks.

Elmar Barthen: The group finds the shop opened for the day, as they enter they hear."Oy you lot!" A stern shout comes from the back of the store. The shopkeeper appears wiping his dirty hands on an even dirtier rag. "Nice job givin' them sons of bitches a good routing. Too bad I am a little old for fun such as that."

Westra Goldbrook: "Good morning, sir!" Westra calls in return. "Much obliged. I don't suppose you've seen any sign of the dwarven brothers we spoke of yesterday?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe gives a mock salute to shopkeeper, letting Westra handle the "cheerful" portion of this meeting.

Elmar Barthen: "Hmmm....no I haven't and they are most defiantly overdue." He rubbed his chin.

Westra Goldbrook: "Well that's troubling," she murmured.

Elmar Barthen: "They had provisions for about a week, no more than ten days for certain."

Westra Goldbrook: "And you don't know what area they were camping in? Just that they were near town?"

Elmar Barthen: "They left the town headed south, towards the Sword Mountains, but more than that I am uncertain."

Westra Goldbrook: "And you saw them last when? Eight days ago?"

Elmar Barthen: "A fortnight, today."

Westra Goldbrook: Westa glances to the others, looking concerned by the news.

Wolfe: "Maybe we should work on that before we go do extra shit for every person who asks us."

Westra Goldbrook: "Alright, well, that gives us some choices to make. But while we're here, you don't happen to know a man by the name of Iarno Albrek, do you?"

Wolfe: He lifts his flask toward Westra. "Just a suggestion, highness."

Westra Goldbrook: ...she asks the shopkeep, ignoring Wolfe.

Elmar Barthen: "Sildhar knows him, I believe they have done some work together in the past. More than that, I cannot say."

Westra Goldbrook: "Sildhar?"
"Right, then."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You think that guy is in any shape to talk?"

Westra Goldbrook: "So perhaps we head south to see if we can find any trace of the brothers. We'll go past the Townmaster's Hall on the way, and see if Sildhar can tell us anything more about this Aberik. Yes?" she asks, pausing to check the agreement of the others.
"It takes little enough effort to talk."

Elmar Barthen: "Master Orc, have you seen these wine belts?" He strays off towards Wolfe. "See here it is my own design, there are four wine pouches that attack this length of rope, so you never run dry. Only 50 silver pieces." He gives the Orc a fine price is right demonstration.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nods. "Alright, then. Let's see if he's up for a chat.

Wolfe: "Call me Master Orc again, buddy, and I'll beat you into next week."

Elmar Barthen: "Uhh...sorry, friend." He moves back a step.

Wolfe: "Maybe after I get some cash from all this hero work I'll be back to buy some of that."
"Sounds like a nice thing -- to never run dry." He smirks, almost dreamily, then turns to Westra. "We done here?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes. Let's be off."

Harbin Wester: The townmaster's hall has sturdy stone walls, a pitched wooden roof, and a bell tower at the back. Posted on a board next to the front door is a notice written in Common. It reads: "REWARD-Orcs near Wyvern Tor! Those of a mind to face the orc menace should inquire within." The notice bears the town's seal and an indecipherable signature.

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh," Westa says, as she notices the posted note. She then looks to Wolfe, but says nothing at the moment as she proceeds indoors.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at the poster and just shakes his head. "That's going to go well."

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't even seem to notice. Maybe he can't read.

Harbin Wester: As you enter the comfortable, yet small hall the smell of roast foul hits your noise. The lavishly decorated hall, bespeaks the purpose. Torches are flowing every few feet, a large sofa is at one corner with several fluffy chairs, Sildhar reads a book in one of them. The old man's body is still littered with bruises and cuts from several days past You see quite possibly the largest man you have ever seen sitting at the head of a large table, eating half a chicken. Grease runs down his face and his white matted hair falls down to his shoulders. He turns to the group, his eyes going big for a moment before speaking with a half full mouth. "And…who are you?" Chicken flies onto the floor as he speaks.

Sildar Hallwinter: The old man looks up and smiles.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe raises an eyebrow. This looks like a lot expensive stuff. Or valuable, at least. Raithe silently catalogues the value of everything he can see.
"We...are the people with Table Manners."

Westra Goldbrook: "We have been sent by Captain Rutherford of the Neverwinter guard to see to some of his interests in the area," she explains. "I am Westra Goldbrook." She pauses, and looks to the others to allow them to introduce themselves if they want.

Wolfe: "Wolfe."
Gulp

Raithe Moonstrike: "Call me Raithe. It's easier to say."

Hjalkohm: "You may call me Karl!" Holds out his hand to shake....

Westra Goldbrook: She purses her lips and eyes Raithe for a moment before continuing, after the other introductions. "While here, we have rid the city of the Ruffians that have been plaguing it."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina is looking around eating one nut at a time with her mouth open, "HiI'mTealinaTealeafNiceToMeetYou." She says super fast and walks past.

Harbin Wester: He continues to chew as introductions are made. "Oh yes, more of the Neverwinter Guard! You are always welcome here! Please come in!" He is stopped by Westra's revelation.

Westra Goldbrook: "Good morning, Sargent Hallwinter," she adds, as an aside.

Harbin Wester: He looks around nervously. "The Redbrands? Routed? They are just a mercenary guild, and not all that much trouble, really. They have helped protect the town at times."

Sildar Hallwinter: "Good Morning, my friends." He gives them a slight nod.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's eyes narrow thoughtfully as she watches the man speak.

Raithe Moonstrike: "You call shaking down people and attacking travelers protecting the town? How do you arrive at that conclusion?"

Wolfe: Wolfe stops drinking to look at Harbin as he says that.

Harbin Wester: "No no the more pressing matter is outside the town! Orcs have been sighted nearby in a ravine. At first we thought they might just be passing through, but they have been there for a fortnight now!" Panic was rising in his voice. "The redbrands were the only thing protecting us!"

Sildar Hallwinter: "Calm yourself before you have a heart attack Harbin."

Westra Goldbrook: "A ravine where?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "His diet looks like it'll take care of that for him..." Raithe mutters.

Harbin Wester: He breathes, calming himself a bit. "To the east, south of the ruins of Conyberry." He seemed to noticed the interest in Westra's question. "I..I mean if you could help us…we would gladly pay...100 gold for services rendered if you could take care of the problem." He paused before adding. "For the poor people of the town, of course."
"They are filthy monstrous creatures, that burn, pillage and...." He then noticed Wolfe for the first time and his voice trailed off as the man began to shake.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe started to say something else, but merely smiled as the man noticed Wolfe.

Westra Goldbrook: "Uh huh," Westra murmurs, seeming unconvinced. She advances a few feet towards the table in an unhurried gait and folds her arms across her chest. "Tell me, town master, how it is that you have come to sit here in the midst of relative luxury while the people of your town have been living in fear for their lives and virtue?"

Sildar Hallwinter: The soldier stood and walked over to Westra, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I need some air Harbin....I think I am going to take our friends outside for a bit." He looked at the hyperventilating fat man. "You...finish your breakfast."
"With your permission, Lady Westra." He motioned her to the door.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lingered long enough to eye Wester pointedly, but then nodded to Sildhar and turned to walk out with him.

Harbin Wester: He looked to Westra then Sildhar then to Wolfe, nothing came from his shivering jaw.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over to Harbin's table, looking down at him.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra paused and looked back, watching to see what Wolfe was up to

Wolfe: He reaches down toward the man's mug. "Do you mind? I'm mighty thirsty."

Westra Goldbrook: She rolled her eyes and sighed.

Harbin Wester: He nodded slowly and pushed his mug towards the table edge.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc, filthy, murderous creature that he was, smiles and lifts the cup up in salute to the town master. "Thanks." Without taking his eyes off Harbin he drinks slowly from the mug.
Once he's drained it, he lets out a loud, slow sigh of contentment. "Ah. That hits the spot."
Setting the mug down in front of Harbin. "I've had that before."
"Tastes damn good."
"Those Bandana-Wearing-Fucks sure knew how to drink."
The Half-Orc smiles, still, all teeth, and flashes a wink at Harbin. "Don't go nowhere."

Wolfe: He then pats the man's shoulder, and goes to follow after Westra outside.

Harbin Wester: "I.....you......there is more." He pointed towards the kitchen with a shaking finger.

Sildar Hallwinter: As they came outside into the morning sun, the old man let out a sigh. "Friends. Harbin......is misguided, but....." He paused. "I have seen worse townmasters." He looked pointedly to Westra, before looking to the others.

Westra Goldbrook: Once outside, Westra turns to Sildhar and re-crosses her arms across her chest.
"Your host seems very comfortable with the Ruffians you were here to deal with, Sargent."

Wolfe: "I'm about to misguide him out of town."

Sildar Hallwinter: "He is a fool, and I am an old beaten man, at least for the time being." He smiled to her. "The Captain sent you after my mission failed. I have been looking for another whom was supposed to aid me with these Ruffians. He was supposed to be here prior to my arrival but I haven't been able to locate him. Iarno, a mage of Neverwinter."
"No one seems to have heard of him, it makes me believe he never arrived."

Westra Goldbrook: "Is this Iarno one of Rutherford's as well?" she asked, sounding doubtful.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at Sildhar. "Oh, this'll be good."

Hjalkohm: Shrugs I havent heard of him

Sildar Hallwinter: "Yes he is a member of the flaming fists"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Your partner wasn't Iarno Albrek, was he?"

Sildar Hallwinter: "Indeed, that is him." He looks confused. "You know of his whereabouts?"
"He has been a dear friend for near twenty years."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That so? Because he seems to be one of the problems in this town."

Sildar Hallwinter: The older man is clearly confused. "No, we are to help these people. Is he here? I have spoke with near everyone these last two days."

Westra Goldbrook: "Is Aberik a mage, Sildhar?"

Sildar Hallwinter: "Yes."

Raithe Moonstrike: "He was working with the Redbrands and he's working for, or with, the Black Spider. He's been lying to you."

Westra Goldbrook: "I believe he is none other than Glassstaff."

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles something unkind about 'Neverember' and 'Helping' beneath his breath.

Sildar Hallwinter: "No, that can't be right, he is supposed to be here to help these people. He wouldn't do such a thing." He began shaking his head at Raithe.
"Where is he? Let me talk to him and we can get to the bottom of this."

Westra Goldbrook: "He fled from the ruffian manor just before we reached him. We don't know where he's gone."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You try to talk to him, he'll put a dagger in your chest. He's not your friend."

Westra Goldbrook: "We have other matters to tend to, Sildhar. It is imperative that if you see or hear from Aberik again before we get back, you exercise caution."

Wolfe: "Your Town Master's supposed to be here to help people; look how that turned out."
"So are you, but.." Wolfe shrugged slowly. "Guess doing your job's too hard now, eh?"

Sildar Hallwinter: His brow furrowed as he looked to the ground. "Something else must be going on." He nodded to Westra still. "I will be certain to take this information into account, My Lady."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowned at Wolfe.
"If what Sildhar says is true, it's possible this Aberik is being influenced somehow."
"It's best to not snap to judgments before we know more."

Sildar Hallwinter: He frowned to Wolfe. "My job was to wait on my friend as ordered by my Captain, Greenie."

Westra Goldbrook: "I propose we head east and then south. If the brothers ran into trouble with the orcs, maybe we'll recover them before it's too late."

Wolfe: "Your job is to protect these people." Wolfe snarls at Sildhar, ignoring Westra's opinion on the matter. "You turn a blind eye to their leader abusing them, getting fat off their misery or their deaths."
"You're an honorless coward. We should have left you in that cave."

Westra Goldbrook: "That's enough, Wolfe. We have work to do."

Sildar Hallwinter: "Preparing to lead another revolution, boy?" He chuckled at Wolfe. "Maybe you should have, but you didn't. And now you have defeated the Ruffians yourselves. I was wrong, Captain Rutherford was right to choose you lot."

Westra Goldbrook: "Sargent, take care, and please see that the town master doesn't stray too far. Misguided or no, he'll have some questions to answer once we're done."

Wolfe: Wolfe seems about a hair trigger away from decking Sildhar, but he just grunts at him and turns away, going back to his flask.

Sildar Hallwinter: "Will do, my Lady. Shall I inform Harbin you intend to dispatch the Orcs during your excursion?"
"It would really put the fool's mind at ease."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Let's ease off on making him feel good about his mistakes, savvy?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Might as well. If they're harrying the village, we'd best not leave them unbothered."

Sildar Hallwinter: "He is merely blinded to the fox in the hen house by the jackals circling the perimeter."

Westra Goldbrook: "Let's be off," Westra says with a sigh, heading for the horses.

Sildar Hallwinter: "Good luck on your mission." He nods to everyone, including Wolfe.

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles to himself, agitated, but he follows after Westra's lead toward the horses.

Levinath (GM): The group arrives in the reported vicinity of the orc camps in the late afternoon. The sun is setting on the horizon as Wolfe leads the group down a streambed. Orc tracks are fresh and the sounds and wolves can be heard in the distance.
A lone orc can be seen standing sentry further down the riverbed, though he half sleeps in the setting sun against a log.

Wolfe: "Raithe, you wanna take care of our sentry?" He whispers quietly toward the Elf.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yes, I'll do just that." Raithe said.

Levinath (GM): 6

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe quickly creeps down toward the Orc sentry in silence. He happens upon him, slicing his throat and making sure he died quietly.
Raithe will check for other sentries.

Rufus: Rufus sniffs the dead orc.
"Grrrrrr...."

Raithe Moonstrike: Seeing none, Raithe returns to the group.
"First sentry down. Their encampment is to the west, though."

Wolfe: "We got the element of surprise. We should hit them hard and fast."
"Just like Westra likes it." He winks at Raithe.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."
"So be it," she grumbles, before heading in.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe can't help a laugh.

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Hjalkohm:

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe creeps up the ridge quietly and sights another Orc who is Not On Top Of His Game. Raithe draws his rapier and stabs him in the back the moment he takes a sip of his beer. The Orc dies unaware of what just happened to him.
"A knife in the dark leads to a quick death, friend." Raithe whispers, before he moves to hide again.

Tealina Tealeaf:

Brughor Axe-Biter: "What the fuck?! Which one of you idiots shot me with a...."
"You filthy morons! Kill that...whatever...that is!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra skirts around the ridge (and the halfling) and lunges into the camp. She wordlessly begins her assault on the unsuspecting beasts .

Gog: "What dat is, Boss Man?"
"I coming..."

Wolfe: Wolfe draws his hand axe from his side and throws it right at the bottom Orc.

Hjalkohm:

Brughor Axe-Biter: "Get off yer asses!"

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe sheathes his sword and draws his bow, firing an arrow into the neck of another orc and felling it.

Wolfe: "Westra, you get the chief and I'll get the big one!"

Tealina Tealeaf:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra swings again at the orc in front of her, AS SHE WAS GOING TO DO ANYWAY, WOLFE.

Brughor Axe-Biter:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Brughor Axe-Biter:

Gog: "Who I hit boss man?"

Westra Goldbrook:

Gog: "Ow!"
"Why hit Gog?"

Westra Goldbrook: "I thought you were 'getting the big one', Wolfe?!"

Wolfe: Wolfe draws Talon from the silver-scabbard. Taking the weapon into both hands, he looks at the edge of the sword, taking a slow and deep breath. He ignores all distractions. Westra, the Orcs, the Ogre, nothing but the air -- the wind -- the water -- these are the things he focuses on.
Something from far away awakens in him, and he becomes one with the blade.
Wolfe then moves forward and slashes once at Gog.

Gog: "Stupid Orc, hit wrong team!"

Wolfe: Wolfe's blade draws blood. He doesn't even seem to notice Gog's words, his golden eyes burning with focus.

Gog: "Even Gog know who to hit!"

Hjalkohm:

Gog:
4

Raithe Moonstrike:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Westra Goldbrook: Undeterred, Westra hacks away at the ogre in front of her.

Gog: "You no nice!"

Westra Goldbrook:

Gog:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Gog:
"Gog smash you!"

Tealina Tealeaf: Rufus jumps on the orc and bites his face off.

Gog: "Tiny Lady!"

Tealina Tealeaf: He dies.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grunts but remains standing. "It's about time," she growls. "I thought you were already asleep!"

Wolfe: Wolfe slashes forward.
He cuts right through the Ogre's midsection, cutting him down like a lumberjack might a brittle tree. "Death is like the wind." He exhales. "Always by my side."
He then moves forward toward the other Orcs.

Hjalkohm:

Gog:
2

Westra Goldbrook:

Gog:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Tealina Tealeaf:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra goes after the chief.

Orc: "Why you run Sissy Elf?"

Westra Goldbrook:
rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

Raithe Moonstrike: "I heard your mother and your sister calling me."

Tealina Tealeaf:

Orc:

Wolfe: Wolfe once more takes a deep breath, refocusing his mind and instilling in himself a deadly connection to Talon.
He then slashes at the Orc in front of Raithe.

Hjalkohm:

Orc:

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe aims and fires, slaying the orc in front of Wolfe!

Wolfe: Wolfe makes a flick of his wrist, tossing the blood off of his blade, then sheaths his sword.
--End Session 7--
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 10:55:30 AM
--Session 8--

Levinath (GM): The group effortlessly dispatched the band of Orcs and after find no useful information from the chieftain, departed towards their next destination, Old Owl Well to the North to deal with reports of undead in the vicinity. Over the course of trip North, the group had a short rest before nearing the tower.

Wolfe: Wolfe is, in normal fashion, meandering at a relaxed pace with the others. One hand on the strap of his pack, the other firmly holding a flask that he is partaking from.

Levinath (GM): As each group crests a low ridge, they spy the crumbling ruins of an old watchtower standing amid the rugged hills. The place is so old that the walls are only mounds of rubble enclosing a courtyard of sorts, adjacent to the broken stump of an old tower. The remains of a recently used campsite sits in the middle of the courtyard, but no one is in sight. The ground nearing the tower looks dead and decayed, as if they very land itself is dying. The two parties, as if by magic, arrive within seconds of each other, although from different directions.

Westra Goldbrook: Having struck out at finding the dwarven brothers who might possess the needed map, Westra was frustrated. However, she wasn't one to waste time. She urged the party towards Old Owl Well, intending to deal with the undead that were rumored to be there.

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: Upon seeing other figures approach the same area, Westra slows and pulls her halberd from her back, though she keeps it only loosely at her side. Cautious, but not quite hostile.
"Hail, strangers."

Tealina Tealeaf: "And that is why apples are free. How many times do I have to tell you?" She says grumpily to Wolfe.

Dr. Catriona: "What if there is some irritating scalp itch? You just scratch it through the hood?" asks the half elf to Yvaine with a mild adjustment of her glasses.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Poisonous mushrooms indeed," the darkly clad figure proclaims as they crest the hill to spot the others approaching...appearing exactly as she'd imagined they would. The whole thing was a bit jarring, really.

Wolfe: "Until I actually remember anything you fucking say." Wolfe mutters grumpily to himself behind his flask.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine gave a sidelong glance to Dr. Cat which amounted to a swivel of her chin beneath her cowl in her direction and little more. Across the field of wheatgrass, Yvaine, a somewhat short statured female wearing intricate breastplate that bore the symbol of Help tipped her mostly obfuscated face. "She sounds as I imagined..." she said quietly to Cat.
To Westra, she raised her tone to cross the distance, "Hail, Paladin of Helm," she said, her voice low with a soft quality, even as she tried to make it carry while they continued to approach.

Dr. Catriona: Her question will have to wait as she sees signs of life; particularly ones so vividly described by Yvaine earlier. "Good grief, you were pretty accurate."

Wolfe: "Torm's cock." Wolfe grumbled at Yvaine's greeting. "Not another one."

Tealina Tealeaf: Tealina munches an apple and follows Westra's gaze towards the two approaching women.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Dead on balls accurate, to be more precise, Doctor," Yvaine corrected as she noted the faces in the party ahead.
Yvaine did not reply to Wolfe's expletives, presuming she could hear them.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra closes the distance between the groups, wary but assured by the appearance of another Tormite. She gave the hooded woman an uncertain glance as she caught the last of her crass speech, but didn't comment on it. Instead, she looked between the two of the. "Have you come here seeking us?" she inquired, curious.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona makes a squinting face at that expression, not quite following it.
"That really is a large canine..." says the curvy spectacled halfblood, slowing her footfalls after Yvaine.

Tealina Tealeaf: The halfing gives her half eaten apple to her dog, swallows it with one massive chomp. She hops off his back and follows Westra.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Yes," the armored, crossbow carrying woman said to Westra. A rapier hung at her side, and a shield was strapped across her back. "My name is Yvaine," she offered simply, forgoing a last name. "This is Doctor Catriona Wicker."

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't make any move to approach, hanging back in his casual stance, flask in hand still. He doesn't seem tense or upset, but he doesn't seem entirely friendly either.

Tealina Tealeaf: She smiles to the lady in glasses. "Hi! Nice to meet ya! I am Tealina, Tealina Tealeaf! This is Rufus! He is pleased to meet you too!" Tealina pats the dog, who is taller than she is. He quickly responds with a deep 'Ruff!'

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow when the blonde comments on Rufus rather than responding. She glanced back to the dog in question, and nods as she looked back to the women. "He is." The hooded woman introduced both herself and the easily-distracted blonde, and Westra nodded respectfully.
"I am Westra Goldbrook." She pauses long enough to allow the others to introduce themselves, but then prompts. "What's brought you to seek us? And how did you know we would be here, of all places?"

Yvaine Songsteel: It's impossible to tell, as Yvaine's eyes are obscured by her hood, but her stare falls to Tealina Tealeaf, and she nods in silent greeting.

Dr. Catriona: Doctor Wicker makes a face that you'd expect someone to make when they are not keen on big furry creatures.

Hjalkohm: The dwarf nods to the two of them but doesn't introduce himself while he continues eating a piece of cheese. Yvaine can see he is a cleric of Helm from his robes.

Dr. Catriona: "Uh, I am Doctor Wicker and... are you a knight?" she asks Westra pointedly, though the girl does not seem all that socially confident.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Yes you are," the hooded woman told Westra, as if agreeing with her own introduction in a somewhat jarring way. "We have been sent to join you," Yvaine tells the Paladin ambiguously. "I am a Minister of sorts, and we can be of assistance to you," she says to Westra.
Yvaine takes note of the quiet Dwarf, giving a pale smile on her exposed lips. "Ah, you are a Cleric. I wonder why I did not see that earlier," she remarks to the Dwarf.
Sensing Catriona's hesitance, she puts her own body slightly in front of hers as a quiet show of assurance.

Wolfe: "Sent from who?" Wolfe asks with a note of suspicion and obvious gruff annoyance.

Hjalkohm: "Sometimes me beard gets in da way." He says spitting cheese into his chin hair.

Yvaine Songsteel: "That depends," Yvaine began, eyeing Wolfe.

Dr. Catriona: "Nuts & bolts, if I know."

Westra Goldbrook: "No, miss. I am a captain in the Neverwinter Guard," she answers, plainly. She then turns her eyes to Yvaine, seeming hesitant. Wolfe beat her to the question, though, so she waited for the woman's answer before speaking further.

Wolfe: "Depends on what?"

Westra Goldbrook: Quietly, she wished he'd already progressed to the passed-out-in-a-shrub portion of his day.

Dr. Catriona: "Oh.... that's neat." she says to Westra, with a level of interest.

Yvaine Songsteel: "That depends on your religion," Yvaine said in a soft tone that carried no hesitance what so ever in the face of the half-Orc.

Wolfe: "...What?"
"Why does that matter?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "It is a pleasure, Westra Goldbook," Yvaine said, primarily focused on her.

Dr. Catriona: "We don't mean you any harm. Yvaine is some kind of prophetic vessel or some such and had visions of you all."
"But she talks all mysterious like so things take a while."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks to Catriona and her explanation, then turns to Westra, then back to Yvaine.

Westra Goldbrook: Catriona's answer was a bit more helpful, and Westra's brows lifted in interest. "A prophet, you say?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine seemed to choke a moment at Cat's open-mouthed supposition to the party. It caught her off guard, and thankfully, no one could see the fleeting panic in her eyes. Gods, she hated dealing with people.

Dr. Catriona: "I mean... an interesting, while that... draws engagement and such." she says looking at Yvaine bashfully, realizing she may come across a bit offensive.

Wolfe: "Fine. Whatever." He shrugs and shakes his head. "You girls praise your God or what have you. If you're lying and you're here to fuck us over, I'll kill you."
"Fair warning given. I'm gonna go make sure we don't get jumped." He then walks past them and heads for an advance location, flask in hand.

Yvaine Songsteel: "I am no prophet," the dark, self-professed Minister corrected. "Whatever it is you want to call it, your God, a God, any Gods, all the Gods...the Universe..." she trailed off at Wolf's comment.

Dr. Catriona: "Oh, he really IS inebriated!"

Wolfe: "Not nearly enough." He says over his shoulder as he passes them by.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Would you like an apple? Apples are free for everyone. It's basic halfing rights after all." He speaks quickly and offers Cat an apple.

Dr. Catriona: "Who is jumping?"
"Doing the jumping, I mean."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra closes her eyes and breathes slowly, keeping her annoyance in check for the moment until the waft of Wolfe's odor passed by entirely. She then opened her eyes and focused on the newcomers once more. "Yes," she agreed, to Cat's observation. "Perpetually, unfortunately."
"There have been reports of undead in this area, hence our presence here," she explains.

Dr. Catriona: "She looks at Tealina. "Did the apple come in contact with the dog?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Her frame tensed, and thankfully, her expression was obscured by that damnable hood. However, her lips formed a hard line. "He doesn't speak from the drink. Naturally, he likes using it as an excuse..." she remarks in an oddly knowing tone after he's wandered off.

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh, yes. I'm quite sure. There's no alcohol in the realm that could entirely conjure a personality such as that on its own."

Tealina Tealeaf: "It was here in my backpack!" She showers her the pack, which had a divider with apples on both sides. "The apples on the left are the free apples. The ones on the right are......someone else's...."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Undead?" Yvaine's chest swelled. "Well then, one could say Helm knew what he was doing when he sent me your way." She would have said 'us' had she had any clue why she was meant to bring the good Doctor along.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra paused. "You're saying you were sent here by Helm himself?"

Dr. Catriona: "Maybe later. I don't know you and you are presenting me with unverified fruit."
"But thank you, anyway."

Westra Goldbrook: She cast a funny look at Cat, wondering how one would go about "verifying" fruit.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Suit yourself!" She takes a bite and then feeds the rest to her dog again. "Come on Rufus! Lets go check things out!"

Yvaine Songsteel: The corner of Yvaine's lips twitched up at Westra's comment regarding Wolfe. It wasn't a full smile, but one might get the impression that this mouth did little of that. "I like to think so," she replied in response to Westra's comment on Helm having sent them. "I don't know who or what is responsible for us being here, but I know this is wear I'm meant to be and little else."

Dr. Catriona: The ivory skinned scientist raises her eyebrows as the dog and halfling run off. The dwarf was rude, but who could ever really hate a dwarf.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine stays near Catriona in an almost protective fashion.

Westra Goldbrook: Westa, who was in fact quite capable of hating a dwarf on occasion, made a thoughtful expression at Yvaine's uncertainty. "Why do you hide your face?" she asked, never having met a Helmite who required such secrecy.

Dr. Catriona: "I have many hypothesis on that matter."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Why not hide my face?" she replied.

Dr. Catriona: "She never affirms nor denys any of them."

Westra Goldbrook: "Because it suggests that one has something to hide."

Dr. Catriona: "In old texts, soothsayers and prophets had to be blind to see the future."

Yvaine Songsteel: "It should make little difference, even if I do. It is in everyone's best interest that you try not to let it bother you," she assured.

Wolfe:

Dr. Catriona: "Maybe she possesses unseemly ocular cavities and are sparing the squeamish."

Yvaine Songsteel: Changing the subject, "Tell us more about where you're heading so that we may be of service or aid."

Wolfe: "Hey Rufus, you sick of this shit too?" He asks the dog, then takes a big swig.

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Dr. Catriona: ((thats one eloquent dog))

Wolfe: "Yeah me too." He exhales slowly after the heat of the drink comes through his chest.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra seems entirely unconvinced. "As I said, we were headed here. There are supposedly undead in these parts. I suggest you and the miss retreat to safety, lest harm come to you if we find any."

Dr. Catriona: "Second time you said undead. You really think they are about?"

Wolfe: "Jalkohm you don't wanna cuddle with your fellow Helmite? Maybe she's hiding a beard under that hood." He tosses toward the Dwarf with a slow smirk behind his tusks.

Hjalkohm: "Nay, she is too tall for me. I enjoy my women under 4 feet."

Wolfe: "Mmm. Fun Sized."

Yvaine Songsteel: It would seem Yvaine had little interest or care about convincing anyone of anything, other than to explore the meaning of why her visions had brought her here. Undead seemed the likeliest candidate. "Harm." Pillowy lips unfurled into a dark grin at their edges. "It just so happens I'm quite adept at harming the undead, Officer Goldbrook. The good Doctor has her uses...don't you?"

Westra Goldbrook: "I have found it uncommon for civilians to be untruthful about such things," she said, as her eyes scanned over towards the building's remains. "And they reported having seen them here. We shall investigate," she said, looking back to the two women. She paused long enough to allow them to retreat gracefully if they wished, and then headed after the others.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Come on Rufus, lets go look at that tent over there!"

Dr. Catriona: ((Jason Voorhees sounds ))

Yvaine Songsteel: As Westra turned to continue on, Yvaine simply followed along with a strange, cat-like grace considering she was sporting thigh-high heeled boots in the grass.

Dr. Catriona: "I do? I mean, I do. And if there is undead, I have questions as to how they .,.." everyone just starts walking away from her.

Yvaine Songsteel: She paused long enough to look over her shoulder after Catriona.

Dr. Catriona: She stops and then hussles to keep pace.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't hurry after Tealina, cause he doesn't like her. He sighs as he watches her and the dog run off and shrugs, taking another drink.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Hey, it looks like someone was staying here about a week ago." She says to no one in particular.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Are you able to walk and talk at the same time?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Exercise caution, Tealina," Westra calls as the halfing heads towards a tent.

Dr. Catriona: "You know I can."

Levinath (GM): As Tealina starts searching around in the tent, moans and grunts begin to come from the ruins of the tower.

Dr. Catriona: "I like to conserve energy is all."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows Tealina to check out the tent.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Then come along. Perhaps the paladin would love to hear more about it." Or not, as there is tent checking happening.

Westra Goldbrook: "Any evidence of who it was? Perhaps this belonged to our dwarven quarry."

Wolfe: "Me too, kid." He says back toward Cat. "Me. Too."

Levinath (GM): A zombie shambles out from the ruins towards the sounds...

Wolfe: "Somehow... I think that grunting and moaning isn't someone fuckin in the ruins."

Yvaine Songsteel: "No!" Yvaine takes aim and waits for init!

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs as he sees a zombie amble forward. "I hate being right." He grumbles and takes another drink.

Tealina Tealeaf: "Golly! I found a silver piece!" She says inside the tent.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona gasps comically (unintentionally) then points.

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel:

Levinath (GM):

Tealina Tealeaf: "Hey Rufus, what's that noise? AHHHHHH!"

Yvaine Songsteel: Zombies!?

Dr. Catriona: The doctor retrieves a stranage looking pistol from her side and its elements glow blue. "Can I shoot it?! I am shooting it!"

Tealina Tealeaf:

Dr. Catriona: (no)
✔ End of Turn ✔

Westra Goldbrook: "To arms!" Westra shouts, before rushing towards the zombie, halberd raised.

Dr. Catriona: The night lights up with blue fire.

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "Watch your ears, mister half orc!"

Levinath (GM): Westra nearly destroys the zombie, but its still coming.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks back at Cat shooting fire over his ear. He does not look pleased.

Dr. Catriona: "You are looking in the wrong direction!"

Hjalkohm: "Oy! Ima get em!"

Wolfe: "You better make sure that stays that way."

Hjalkohm:

Wolfe: He then looks back toward the zombies, and casually drinks.

Dr. Catriona: "Inebriation is known to dull senses and affect reflex times."

Hjalkohm:

Wolfe: "Gods I hope so."

Hjalkohm: As Hjalkohm moves to attack the zombie, undead hands raise from the ground and pull him into the loose earth. He lets out an "Oy!" before be disappears into the ground.

Dr. Catriona: "That is not a normal thing dwarves do, is it?!"

Wolfe: Wolfe looks down at Hjalkohm disappearing from sight, his eyes narrowed at the sudden removal of their Cleric.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe! Stop drinking and help Hjalkohm!" Westra shouts angrily while she slashes at zombie meat

Dr. Catriona: "Might I suggest standing on firmer ground and avoid loose soil!"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Oh no you don't," Yvaine mumbles arter the dwarf is pulled under. "You will want to focus your energies on one at a time from here on out, ladies and gentlemen," announces the mysterious woman as she rushes forward, throws her hands forward (cross bow still in hand and shield now strapped to her arm) and channels her divinity to TURN UNDEAD in flashy style!

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe stows his flask after neatly capping it.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine grits her teeth and takes a whack against the back of her shield that rocks her frame. The woman does not appear deterred.

Raithe Moonstrike: An elf appears from nowhere and fires at zombies.

Dr. Catriona: "I as under the impression the ambulatory deceased did not have emotions, but Miss Yvaine, you seem to have gotten some of them quite knotted!"

Yvaine Songsteel: "It's a gift," she said in a raspy tone while focused on the Zombie that resisted her, then whacked her.

Wolfe:
Drawing Talon in one smooth motion as he approaches Yvaine's side, he sets both hands onto the magical longsword and brings it down in a single powerful slash into the zombie that was attacking Yvaine.
He takes off the zombie's left arm and several ribs.

Yvaine Songsteel: "..." Yvaine seems as impressed as one could be without being able to see their expression.

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM): Westra should of destroyed the zombie, but this guy is mad.

Westra Goldbrook: The zombie before her is suddenly inspired to flee! Westra slashes at him with emboldened vigor to change his mind! "Stay and fight, cowardly creature!"

Dr. Catriona: The bosomy doctor moves in an inelegant run, pale hair glinting in motion as she moves.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe notes the new people.

Tealina Tealeaf: "What is going on out there...move it Rufus!"

Westra Goldbrook: The zombie lunges against Westra, but the paladin holds her ground and continues carving into it.

Tealina Tealeaf:

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: Whoom! the handcanon fires a blast of fire that catches the zombie's hair but doesnt find purchase in its mass.

Tealina Tealeaf:
"Fine! I am going out the other side!"

Wolfe: Wolfe looks at Westra with annoyance.

Yvaine Songsteel: The darkly, and tightly clad woman Priestess in the black hood is too busy to notice Raith, and focuses on the Zombies...because...fucking undead.

Westra Goldbrook: Once the zombie before her falls, Westra rushes to the next one in sight. She fells it, SMIRKS AT WOLFE and then continues towards the other undead.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona makes a face as the creature falls into sizeable chunks under the assault.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine surprisingly appreciates her fellow Helmite's style.

Wolfe: "I'm gonna use your fat-ass to club these thing to death if you fucking steal another kill of mine."
"...re-death."

Dr. Catriona: "That sounds quite impractical."

Wolfe: "...perma-death."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Ahhhhhhh! Rufus!!!!" The halfing suddenly yells...as more hands come and drag her into the ground.

Wolfe: "Shut up kid."
Wolfe turns his eyes toward Tealina's disappearing form.
"Should probably get away from the soft earth."

Dr. Catriona: "Why do they only want the shorter types?"

Wolfe: "They were isolated, maybe."

Dr. Catriona: "That canine should get with the mauling that canines do!"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine moves up a bit and thrusts her hands up as a bolt of brilliant light shoots out to slam into the zombie furthest back inside the tower.

Rufus: Rufus barks and tries to run to Tealina, alas he does not make it in time. He sniffs and growls the ground where she disappeared.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Dr. Catriona: (click guiding bolt)

Westra Goldbrook:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Levinath (GM): The zombie is blasted with radiant energy but still alive.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe moves forward and takes aim at a zombie inside the tower!

Yvaine Songsteel: The dark Minister hurls brilliant, radiant light at the Undead, and is truthfully...quite happy about it.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Rufus: The dog starts digging, though the ground appears quite solid beneath it.

Wolfe:
Wolfe slashes across the zombie, removing several vertebrae.

Levinath (GM): As Wolfe enters the ruins he sees a hole dug into the floor and a ladder leading down into darkness.

Dr. Catriona: (Which one is hurt?)

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: Whoom! the gun blasts a hole in the center of the zombie's torso. It smells like burning nastiness.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sees both Catriona and the orc dealing with one of the two remaining undead, and turns her fury towards the other.

Yvaine Songsteel: The dark Cleric is quite pleased at her lovely blonde friend's utility. "Well done, Doctor."

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "Its still standing.. these creatures are tenacious."

Levinath (GM): Pieces of Zombie fly everywhere, but he is still alive!

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sees the gun and blinks.
"Where does one get one of those?"

Yvaine Songsteel: A pillar of flame descends down on the Zombie in front of Wolfe and Cat with a tilt of her head to finish it off.

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Yvaine Songsteel: "Un Un dead," she whispers, perplexed at why it didn't fall over.

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe, noticing Raithe stole his kill, moves to steal Westra's!

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe knocks and fires an arrow at the zombie, watching as it falls!

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine feels as though this was easy work for this group, her vision is becoming more clear.

Wolfe: He gives the Paladin a wink in return.

Dr. Catriona: "Why do you need one when your proficiency with the bow and arrow is so exemplary." she says with a light twitch of her nose to Raithe.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra was mid-swing when Wolfe slashed through what remained of her prey. For a moment, she looks like she's almost considering following through on the swing with a new target.

Rufus: Rufus, though he digs frantically, has made it only a couple of inches into the dirt, however the hands appeared, magic was clearly part of them.

Raithe Moonstrike: "What can I say? I like pretty things." he said, with a grin.

Wolfe: Wolfe then draws forth a piece of cloth from his pack and cleans the magical blade, sheathing it thereafter and walks away from the others out toward Rufus.

Dr. Catriona: "What about your friends who got drug into the ground?"

Westra Goldbrook: Buuuut she lowers her weapon with gnashed teeth, and looked towards the others. "Is everyone alright?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Yes, but..."

Dr. Catriona: "I don't think so captain, your friends."

Levinath (GM): Hands grasp Wolfe as he walks from the tower, he is pulled into the dirt up to his chest.

Yvaine Songsteel: She didn't even need to cast sense good and evil at this point...

Wolfe: Wolfe, suddenly tugged into the earth. "WHAT THE SHIT!?"
Stubbornly he refuses to get dragged under.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is drawn back outside by the orc's shouting. "What in the name of Helm..." she grumbled, at the sight.

Levinath (GM): Raithe is able to help Wolfe pull himself from the hands, who fade away as Wolfe is pulled free.

Wolfe: Kicking his way into the earth, hoping to find purchase, Raithe helps Wolfe out from his dragged-under-state.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sees the Half-Orc get pulled into the ground and blinks. He shoulders his bow and goes to Wolfe's aid.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine touches her arm where the Zombie had bashed her, and with a glow of radiant white and yellow light any injury is brushed away like ash.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona attempts to grab and help Raithe pull the half orc out.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc is visibly irritated and angry for the first time.
"Grrr. Fuck this place!"

Dr. Catriona: "You are too ornery for the dirty, Mister."
*dirt

Wolfe: "Rufus!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Did you see them fade from sight?" she asked, no one in particular. "What sort of dark magic is this?"

Wolfe: "Stop fucking digging into that shit and come over here!"

Dr. Catriona: "This is fascinating."

Rufus: Rufus looks defeated, and whimpers before listening to Wolfe.

Yvaine Songsteel: The hooded woman said nothing, simply watched the others reactions. Wolfe seemed like such an amateur when it came to these creatures.

Raithe Moonstrike: "This is madness."

Dr. Catriona: "Sad, too, but... still."

Yvaine Songsteel: "That's one word for it," Yvaine said in an aside to Cat.

Wolfe: Wolfe puts a hand gently on Rufus's head and kneels down next to him, stroking behind his doggy ears. "There there, buddy. We'll get her back."

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed," she affirms, though if asked she'd never admit she was talking to the dog.

Dr. Catriona:

Westra Goldbrook:

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine looks to Raithe, unsurprised by his presence...as though she had known he was here all along and hadn't jumped out of no where like a jack in the box.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona sneezes quite suddenly and then steps away from Rufus.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe hears Tealina's yells coming from the hole inside the ruins.

Yvaine Songsteel: "If we're going underground, should we not take that ladder?" the Cleric calmly observes, pointing with her crossbow back inside the tower

Wolfe: The Half-Orc's head lifts up, his eyes narrowing in burning, restrained anger. "Sounds like Tealina's down in the tower."
"I can hear her."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Then let's go get her."

Westra Goldbrook: "QUickly then!" Westra says, and heads back inside

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine moves to look down the tunnel...casting light if need be to see.

Wolfe: "Stay up here, boy." He says gently to Rufus, petting him kindly on the head -- seemingly almost loving to the St. Bernard.
Standing up, he turns to Catriona, giving her a nod toward the hole. "Go ahead. I'll cover the rear."

Levinath (GM): No light can be seen below, those with dark vision can see the ladder goes down about 30 feet to a dirt floor and some kind of track.

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Dr. Catriona: ((That dog is a goddamn master wordsmith))

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls out a torch in preparation of descending into the dark. When Yvaine offers to light the thing magically, Westra gives her a nod and a quiet thanks.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona shields her eyes from the sudden illumination.

Rufus: The air is cool and filled with the scent of decay as you descend down the makeshift rickety ladder. It is easily apparent this ladder was built very recently.

Levinath (GM): As your boots crunch on the gravel floor, several grunts and groans sound only feet down the hall. There is no source of light, those with dark vision see the old destroyed mine tracks end beneath a heap of rubble behind the ladder and extend further into darkness ahead and another path leads off to your right.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra starts forward SLOWLY, taking care to watch for HOLES IN TEH GROUND

Levinath (GM): The zombies stand facing the group, but make no move towards them.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona is awkward enough to be wearing a skirt, so takes special care on that ladder if you know what I mean.

Yvaine Songsteel: The dark cleric seems to move very nimbly across the rough rocks and tracks.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets down to the base of the craggy earth. He draws forth Talon once more and sweeps over the area with his darkvision, not enjoying the sudden light.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is given pause by the odd listlessness of the zombies. But... a zombie's a zombie.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Grotesque monsters," Yvaine snorts before torching one.

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "Odiferous atmosphere."

Raithe Moonstrike: "They aren't moving--well, that'll change."

Dr. Catriona: She draws her steampunky-handcannon and fires at the one Westra is beating on.

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: Whoom! The hallway lights up with the gunfire as it blows off an arm.

Levinath (GM): The zombie continues to groan as it it is beaten.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe:

Dr. Catriona: (HOW DO YOU WANT TO DO THIS)

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel: "At least he doesn't hit like a drunk..." she mumbles to no one in particular.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks up and with a single, decisive slash, cuts the creature in half.
"Or do I?"
"Guess you never met my father."

Levinath (GM): The other zombie, struck, comes out of his stupor and smacks Westra in the back.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is caught off guard by Wolfe's sudden contribution, enough so that she takes a shove from the one remaining. She growls in response and smacks back at it.

Dr. Catriona: "Well formed bisection equals termination for the ambulatory undead. Keep doing that!"

Yvaine Songsteel: "It's likely I did if he hits like you say," she says ambiguously.

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe draws up, looking over to Westra. Seeing that she seems to be alright, he turns back to the others. "Alright. Let's group up."

Dr. Catriona: "Is uh.. this what you lot do every day?"

Wolfe: "Yep."

Yvaine Songsteel: "It's actually quite entertaining making pillars of flame in the dark like this..." the strange lady muses.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Not with zombies, but yeah, basically."

Westra Goldbrook: "Well done," she says, giving an eye to the newcomers, who'd proven to be far more useful than she initially guessed they'd be

Wolfe: "You wanna take the lead, Princess?" He turns to Westra, not giving anyone else praise at this point.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Likewise," Yvaine responded to Westra, even if it was tempered by her quiet tone.

Dr. Catriona: Dr. Wicker tries to figure out what kind of subterranean structure this is... just a dug out cavern? Old mine? New York's hottest underground night club?

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes." Because when given the choice, she would never willingly be downwind of the orc.

Wolfe: "Good, I was getting thirsty."
He retrieves his flask, uncaps it, and takes a swig.

Levinath (GM): It appears to be an old mine.

Wolfe: "Someone should hold a light over Princess Pink Skin's head. She can't see in the dark."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra cautiously begins to move forward.

Dr. Catriona: "We have a saying where I come from, Mister Wolfe. Tis a brave man who tends to the bottle when surrounded by accellerants."

Yvaine Songsteel: "she has a lit torch," she reminds the drunk half orc.

Wolfe: not drunk enough

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine's smirk was evident at Dr. Cat's comment.

Levinath (GM): Several zombies stand quietly facing the walls of this old storeroom. Crates and barrels of supplies long rotten liter the areas between them. They seem disinterested or unknowing of your arrival.

Westra Goldbrook: "To arms!"
"...maybe"

Wolfe: "I don't know what that means, kid."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Something is strange with these beasts..."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wait. Let's see if they actually do anything first."

Levinath (GM): The zombies make no move from the sudden outburst.

Westra Goldbrook: She pauses, and looks confused. "What in the name of Helm could make them stand there and take death so blithely?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "No sense in fighting them if we don't have to."
"Well, it's not like they have anything to look forward to."

Dr. Catriona: "I am not a kid."

Wolfe: "How old are you?"

Westra Goldbrook: "If these are the creatures abducting people from the ground, then they must be dispatched."

Dr. Catriona: "Old enough to know to be careful with alcohol around fire."

Wolfe: "That's not an answer."

Yvaine Songsteel: "You are accurate, Elf," the grim looking Cleric dressed in black tells him.

Dr. Catriona: "Trust me, I'm a scientist."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine blasts a bolt at one with her hand crossbow.

Wolfe: "....What's a scientist?" He seems perplexed by that self-definition.

Dr. Catriona: She cocks her handcanon, its elements blazing blue with energy.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Wolfe: "Is that some type of magic wand or something?"

Yvaine Songsteel:

Levinath (GM): "urrrrhhhhh...." They all say as they turn to look a those in the room, spittle flies from their mouths.

Dr. Catriona: "Maybe these undead are controlled by some external force."
"Necromancer aboout, maybe?"

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts as he hears the sound of violence ahead, and Cat's dodging of his questions.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: "Aggressive or not, they are mindless undead," she says, making up her mind. "If there IS a necromancer about, we'd best not leave him ammunition laying about." She tends to the nearest one.

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel: "Argh!"

Dr. Catriona: She pushes her glasses up on her face, then aims her gun, leveling it on her forearm to aim.

Levinath (GM):
The zombie catches fire and lights up the room for Westra.

Wolfe: "Neat trick." He acknowledges Cat's method of attack, then moves forward.
Wolfe walks forward, yanking Raithe back by the shoulder. "Outta the way."
He then brings his sword down at the ignited zombie.

Raithe Moonstrike: "What the fu--"

Wolfe: Raithe gunked up his footing.
God damn Elves

Yvaine Songsteel:

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "Watch out." she says as the elf backs up past her, not sure if he knew she was standing there.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):
While the zombie looks like it should have died, it survived the arrow shattering its spine.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe moved away from the zombie, not wanting to get hit (as he do), and fired an arrow

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: The pistol vents some steam as she resets her aim once more, squinting one eye.

Levinath (GM):
The zombie will not die.

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe cuts the head off the ignited, flaming zombie with a grunt.

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "You should start with that, I think."

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: "Missed my angle last time."
"Raithe gettin fat off all this gold we're makin."
He smirks back toward the Elf.

Levinath (GM): The flaming zombie falls on some old wood and a small fire burns in the corner for a few moments before going out.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Just workin' my way to retirement." Raithe calls back.

Dr. Catriona: "I could use some polishing to my financial stores. As a tertiary objective, I mean."
She vents her handcannon of steam with a soft hiss and its blueish elements go dim.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc surveys the rest of the group, seeing that they're mostly healthy and seem fine. He nods and turns to Westra. "After you, Princess." He gestures back the way they came.

Raithe Moonstrike: The Elf starts to say something, thinks better of it, remains silent.

Westra Goldbrook: "How unusual," the paladin remarks, as she shakes the zombie-goo off of her blade. The non-fighting monsters is really vexing her.
She walks her torch around the room once, looking for anything of interest, and then retreats back to the main passage.

Levinath (GM): There is nothing of interest in the room, old rotten trash.

Westra Goldbrook: She resumes her careful progression to the east.

Dr. Catriona: "I wonder what they mined down here."

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "Umm, should we mark the directions so we do not become lost?"

Levinath (GM): As you follow the tracks you can see a door to the north and one to the south, the tracks continue onward to the east.

Wolfe: "Not been that bad so far."
"It's a straight line from what it looks."

Dr. Catriona: The uncool kid pulls out pink chalk from her satchel and draws a huge arrow.

Yvaine Songsteel: The hooded Cleric is moving a bit slower than the rest of the party, having taken a solid thwack from that undead.

Westra Goldbrook: "We should have brought the animal. He might have been able to sense the halfling.

Dr. Catriona: "Speaking about the Half Orc in such a fashion isnt hel... oh.."

Levinath (GM): The purpose of this room has been long lost, a large portion of the roof having caved in over them. As your approach the rubble a large centipede crawl from the cracks towards you.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks at Cat with a narrowed gaze.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra smash.

Dr. Catriona: "Oh, misheard."

Levinath (GM): It looks to Westra and chitters.

Dr. Catriona: "I don't think you are an animal. You two just seem to have.. I think I will be quiet now."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe:

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine doesn't believe Cat. She's too smart.

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel:

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:

Wolfe: "You can explain later, kid."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: He then turns towards the sounds of nonsense happening ahead.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine keeps her distance this time, and shoots at one the bugs closest to her.
The bolt clatters against the edge of the wall and misses. "Curses."

Dr. Catriona: "I'm not a kid!" she balls her fists. Then people run. As usual, she realizes too late and then has to catch up like she missed the bus.

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel: "Westra!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "By Mask's nose!" he said, seeing as the creatures attack Westra.

Levinath (GM): Westra is swarmed by centipedes.

Dr. Catriona: "Those things are venomous!" she scrambles in her pack and downs an antitoxin.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is suddenly surrounded by giant insects. She swipes angrily at them, but takes a bite on the arm before doing any damage to them. Despite all her fury, poison creeps into her blood and steals her ability to move at all.

Dr. Catriona:
✔ End of Turn ✔

Wolfe: Wolfe growls in annoyance. "I'll get to Westra!"

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr. Catriona: Wolf can sense the air about Caitriona pick up, her normally adorkable features taking on a more tight jawed expression.

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine thwacks the bug away with her shield.

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sees Westra fall and decides not to be next on the list. He moves past the woman whose name he has yet to learn and takes a shot at the one in the hall! It dies, and he is suddenly glad he's not standing in the doorway.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "Nuts and bolts, they are trying to swarm."

Wolfe: Wolfe takes in a deep breath and places both hands onto Talon, his eyes for a moment seeming deeply somber.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe quickly dispatches one of the centipedes in a quick criss-cross of blades then moves between Cat and the centipedes. "Stay behind me k-- Cat."

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: "I'll get to Westra."

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "But.. .I can get Yvaine."

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Raithe Moonstrike:

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: Catriona bleghs and shudders as she gets hit with insect goo.

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe dispatches another centipede then moves into melee next to Westra, but not in time as she falls to the ground unconscious.
He frowns as she falls, his focus becoming razor sharp and determined.

Dr. Catriona: Checking Yvaine and finding her stable, she aims and fires her gun.

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: It explodes into legs and chitin after flaming for a moment.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: She cocks her gun, eyes flaring blue.
With bolth hands she aims and fires into the centipede's sight, exploding it's upper half in flaming bits.
"I have only one healing potion."

Wolfe: "Just wait."
Wolfe kneels down next to one of the centipede's corpses.
"Let's get them back into the room where the zombies where. It's easily defended. I'm going to go above ground to look for some plants that might help."

Dr. Catriona: "More of those things could make their way here at any moment."
"Yvaine is a cleric, can't she he resuscitate the Captain?"

Wolfe: "Not with these things -- they're paralyzed."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: "But keep them here, I'm going to see if I can find something above ground."
Wolfe returns after just a few minutes with several herbs and berries. As he comes down and joins them again, he rubs the berries onto both Westra and Yvaine''s lips.

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 2d8+2
(8+7)+2= 17
rolling 2d4+2
(3+1)+2= 6

Wolfe: As they come to, he hands them both a leaf. "Bite on that, it'll help."
"Won't taste good."
"But it'll get you going again."

Yvaine Songsteel:

Wolfe: Wolfe hands out a healing potion to Westra, and then one to Yvaine.

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: "Last of the healing potions I have."

Yvaine Songsteel:

Westra Goldbrook: I have one remaining.
...she says

Yvaine Songsteel:

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 2d4+2
(3+3)+2= 8

Dr. Catriona: Dr. Wicker examines zombie corpses like a creepy CSI person.

Wolfe: "You owe me a healing potion, Princess." He says to Westra, a small smirk playing on his features.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sits quietly for a time, trying to gather her strength through willpower (and healing potions) in the wake of near-death.
"Your assistance is appreciated," she admits quietly, to Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Yeah well."
"Don't get used to it."
He gets up slowly. "I'm gonna go make sure we're not going to get sodomized by a Necromancer. Once everyone's ready come get me up front."

Dr. Catriona: She puts on some gloves and lifts up a disembodied hand, looking over it Qyburn style.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Got it." Raithe said, resting against a wall.

Wolfe: He then moves to the intersection to stand guard and pulls out a flask.

Dr. Catriona: The zombie hand twitches and she yips and drops it, falling on her behind. Then kicks it away.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine was about to thank them when she saw how well received Westra's gratitude was. She nods to Raithe nearby. "I presume you brought me back here..." she said, fumbling to make sure her hood was still down and the strangers didn't peek at her face.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Actually, that was the lady checking out all of the dead people." Raithe said, nodding in Cat's direction.
"By the way, call me Raithe. Nice to meet you."

Dr. Catriona: Catriona is mildly startled by Raithe addressing her, but she
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 11:05:04 AM
--Session 9--

Levinath (GM): Dwarfnapped! The caper continues and the plot thickens! Undead Love Manuals, Thayan Necromancers, Giant Centipedes, and a Chronomancer! What has become to Tealina and Hjalkohm?! Will our heroes discover the fate of their allies in the depths?! Find out this week on: The Murder Hobo Club!

Westra Goldbrook: Restored via a moment's rest and a healing potion or two, Westra rises and begins checking her gear in anticipation of continuing the party's exploration of the mine.
"Are we ready to head out?" she asks the others, looking to each in turn.

Wolfe: Wolfe drinks, then grunts in acknowledgement of Westra's question.

Levinath (GM): Raithe and Yvaine both nod.

Dr. Catriona: The half elf nods.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sets out, considering how quiet everyone is. Was it the recent near-death experiences of some? Or the lingering shadow from the loss of the halfing and the dwarf? Perhaps the eerie darkness of the mine was getting to everyone. Ah, well. The sooner they finished, the sooner they'd be above ground again.

Dr. Catriona: ((Was there any journals or records in that fancy room?))

Westra Goldbrook: She proceeds cautiously through the tunnels.

Levinath (GM): There was a journal of sorts written in Thayan. It appears its owner is in this mine searching for the remains and potential artifacts of a chronomancer that was here years earlier.

Dr. Catriona: Doctor Wicker will take those journals.

Wolfe: Wolfe follows after Westra, his eyes scanning over the hallway over the rim of his flask.

Levinath (GM): This large room appears to be a feasting hall for miners long past. Broken and decaying tables and chairs sit askew across the entire area, a small kitchen with rusted pots and pans connects to it from the southwest.

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "Looks like a cafeteria..."

Wolfe: "And we're the meal!"

Levinath (GM): Westra sees two slimes moving slowly across the ceiling.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes a face, and backs up. "On guard," she warns the others, gesturing to the slime.

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: Her gaze follows the direction.

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: "Doctor, could I trouble you to shoot those things down, to where they can be dealt with?"

Wolfe:

Dr. Catriona: She tries to identify the moving things.

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:
"...assuming they're even alive, that is?"

Wolfe: Wolfe, not even perturbed, just looks up at the Jelly while holding his flask. "Looks like a big pile of snot."

Dr. Catriona: "Wow, a self-locomotive amorphous gelatinous entity!"

Levinath (GM):
The Jelly slides just to the side as the Doc's fire hits the ceiling.

Dr. Catriona: She levels her BOOMER and fires, then backs up between the others as she cocks it. "They are not as slow as they look!"

Westra Goldbrook: The fact that the repulsive blobs somehow dodge the doctor's fire confirms for Westra that they are, in fact, alive. She jumps up onto the nearest table, hops over to the next one, and slashes up at it with her halberd.

Dr. Catriona: "They must have senses that detect subtle shifts in the atmosphere; uncommon in organisms without a central brain. Be careful!" Is she more excited than worried?

Wolfe: Squinting a bit upward, the Half-Orc narrows his eyes as Westra splits the jelly in two and it forms two more moving things.

Levinath (GM): When Westra's halberd strikes the jelly, it splits into two jellies.

Westra Goldbrook: Without breaking her stride, Westra directs a butt of her weapon at one of the smaller beasts. "They are dividing!" she calls, both surprised and annoyed

Levinath (GM):
Yvaine follow's Westra's attacks.

Dr. Catriona: "No, your blade carved it in two."

Wolfe: "Oh good. I thought I was that drunk."
"Glad I'm not the only one seeing this."

Levinath (GM): The slime falls down to Westra on the ground.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks away just long enough to cast the doctor a "Really, bitch?" look.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts and puts away his flask, pulling Talon free from its sheath. He then moves to strike the Jelly that Catarina flambe'd.

Dr. Catriona: (I didnt hit)

Westra Goldbrook: She is distracted enough that she's nearly clobbered by falling jelly! She dodges at the last minute, though not before acquiring a nice coat of slime on one arm.

Wolfe:

Dr. Catriona: "Use the butt end of your weapon, Captain."

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: "The blunt force trauma is less likely to cause a division."

Levinath (GM): Raithe's arrow somehow vanquishes a piece of slime.

Wolfe: "Seems your theory's wrong."

Dr. Catriona: She uses both hands to aim her handcannon and it's elements light up once more. Whoom!

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: "Try hitting it with the blunt end of your weapon, doctor," Westra says calmly, before taking another swing at the jelly.

Dr. Catriona: "That would not be ideal."

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM): The slime splits at Westra's slash.

Wolfe: "Mm."
"You're fuckin this all up, Princess."

Dr. Catriona: She opens her mouth to say something, but then closes it, rather than get more snark.

Levinath (GM): And squishes one of the pieces.

Wolfe: Wolfe grabs a chair
And throws it at the ceiling.
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Dr. Catriona: "I don't think now is the time for a tantrum..."

Wolfe: Crash! the table falls into splinters, and Wolfe just starts laughing.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe hits the ceiling, unfortunately there is not a slime at the point of impact.

Wolfe: "Hahaha, fuck me. I'm drunker than I thought!"

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: Westra dodges the thrown chair, but takes a sliming for her distraction. She growls, though it's unclear if it's at the slime or the orc.While she's turning to express her displeasure at the orc, the remaining ceiling-bound slime drops squarely on her head. The pain is severe and sudden enough to knock her the fuck out.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks down at Westra's unconscious body and sighs.
"There's gonna be no living with her after this."

Dr. Catriona: She runs over and slides down and uses her only healing potion, pouring it carefully into the slacked jaw of mighty Westra!
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She then lightly whaps Westra's cheek.
"Hey! Get up uh.,.. soldier...!"
✔ End of Turn ✔

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's eyes snap open, blazing with anger.

Wolfe: Wolfe just sighs again.

Dr. Catriona: (half movement)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra climbs to her feel, uncharacteristically and impolitely neglecting to pause to thank the doctor for her help. Instead, she shoots Wolfe a look that could curdle milk, and then wordlessly turns to whack some of her frustration out on the nearest slime thing.

Levinath (GM): Westra splits one of the remaining piece of slime before squishing a piece.

Dr. Catriona: (what in the world)

Levinath (GM): Westra has been slimed yet again.

Westra Goldbrook: Though one of the beasts disintegrates under her attack, one of its halves succeeds in assaulting Westra while she works.
And dooooowwwwn she goes again.

Dr. Catriona: "Tarnation!!!"

Wolfe: "Should probably just let her rest at this point."
"She's had a bad day."

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: "I don't have any more curatives."

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: "You should tell her that when she gets back up."
"Remind her that she's not as bad-assed as she thinks."

Dr. Catriona: "I do not think she cares for my words much."

Wolfe: "Yeah well, she doesn't care for most people's words much, except for her own."

Levinath (GM): Yvaine lays a glowing hand on Westra bringing her back from unconsciousness a second time.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra wakes up once more with a groan, successfully slowed down for a moment this time. She sits up and rubs her head, looking around to see the state of things

Dr. Catriona: For whatever reason, Catriona moves some away as the cleric moves in to handle things. The good Doctor moves over and finds herself fascinated by the Jelly remains and collects a sample.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks down at Westra, letting loose a sigh. "You alright, Princess?"

Westra Goldbrook: Seeing the beasts destroyed, Westra grunts a quiet, "My thanks" to the cleric and the doctor (before she moves away), then pulls herself to her feet.

Dr. Catriona: She uses an instrument to lift up the goop and seems properly interested in what makes it tick before storing it in a vial.

Westra Goldbrook: Wolfe gets an unhappy glower in response to his question. She opens her mouth, as though about to reprimand him about the dangers of flinging found objects in the midst of combat, but seems to lose steam for the argument halfway through the thought. She sighs, shakes her head, and turns towards the rest of the room.

Wolfe: "...That a no?"

Levinath (GM): The jelly seems to have lost its locomotive properties, thought it is still slightly acidic.

Wolfe: "You need a break?"

Westra Goldbrook: "That depends. Are you throwing anymore furniture?"

Wolfe: "Not unless it's at you."

Westra Goldbrook: Glowerglower.

Wolfe: Wolfe smirks, sensing Westra's fine, then moves to inspect the ovens.

Dr. Catriona: The doctor ambles over and examines the large ovens, though is careful in her approach.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra yanks a healing potion off of her belt and tips it back.

Wolfe: He opens each one and looks inside.
He obviously doesn't care about Catriona's safe scientific approach.

Dr. Catriona: "Maybe all this was fr the mining crew... when this place was in business."

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 2d4+2
(3+2)+2= 7

Levinath (GM): He finds nothing but ash and ancient grime.

Wolfe: "Not even some jerky."
"Fuck this place."

Dr. Catriona: "It would probably be contaminated anyway."

Levinath (GM): The group can easily see a backpack with apples rolled out of it in the next area. It appears untouched as it lay in the middle of the area.

Westra Goldbrook: "How unfortunate that your appetite cannot be tended while we work," she grumbled, clearly not concerned at all.

Dr. Catriona: She almost bumps into Westra, but catches herself and adjusts her glasses, as not to inspire the captain's ire further.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra approaches the sack and picks it up. "This belonged to Tealina," she tells the others.

Dr. Catriona: "Does it have curative potions inside?"
"I.. I mean oh ...wonderous... a clue!"

Westra Goldbrook: "I would be surprised if there was anything aside from apples inside," Westra says, though she opens it to look.

Wolfe: "Has apples." Wolfe reaches into it, grabs one, and chomps down.

Westra Goldbrook: After another withering glance to the brutish orc, Westra does successfully produce a healing potion from the pack. "We are in luck."

Levinath (GM): Westra finds her daggers and bow laying strewn about in the room and her magic frog along with all her other belongings in the pack.

Westra Goldbrook: "What would have happened that saw her gear strewn this way?"

Wolfe: "That frog shit out magic healing berries too, I think."

Dr. Catriona: "...pardon?"

Wolfe: "You should probably eat one, Westra."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tosses the frog to Catriona.

Wolfe: "Get yourself a healing shit-berry."

Dr. Catriona: Catriona gets hit in the face.

Westra Goldbrook: "Shut up, Wolfe."

Dr. Catriona: "Ow"

Wolfe: Wolfe laughs aloud.
"She fell through the fuckin' ground, swallowed up by zombie arms. Who knows what fuckin' weird stuff is down here."

Levinath (GM): (Stroke the frog's head and it will come to life (1 hp) and hop into the nearest foliage. After 10 minutes it will return to its owner no matter the distance with 10 Goodberries in it's mouth. (Level 1 goodberry 1/day))

Dr. Catriona: She removes her glasses a moment and rubs her face slightly with a displeased expression, then replaces them. Crouching, she picks up the item and examines it. Still with displeased expression.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gathers the halfing's belongings and stows them in the backpack, on the chance that they'd find the girl eventually.

Wolfe: He turns to Cat. "Don't mind Princess Westra, Doc."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow. "Apologies," she says to the doctor after realizing she let herself get hit in the face. "I thought your attention was here."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc shrugs and chomps on his lifted apple.

Dr. Catriona: She shrugs some. "Sometimes I am clumsy." she says, blaming herself.
((Can she figure out how to activate the frog or if it has been activated for the day?))

Wolfe: "You pet its head. It goes into a bush. It finds berries. It spits em into your hand. The berries heal you." He nods toward the frog.
"Don't pet it too much or it'll turn into a Prince and try and marry you."

Westra Goldbrook: "Let's move on," Westra says, holding back a weary sigh. Dying repeatedly really did take a toll on one's vigor.

Dr. Catriona: The doctor blinks, then snorts a little in a laugh.

Wolfe: "Drink your potion?"
He smirks over at Cat and her laugh, and he chomps on his apple as he follows after Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra uncorks the potion, and casts Wolfe a look that said she was doing so already.
rolling 2d4+2
(2+4)+2= 8

Dr. Catriona: Cartiona activates the froggy.

Wolfe: "Uhh..."

Levinath (GM): This large cavern is filled with zombies. They carry stones to a large pile in the northwest from other areas of the room . Several pull stones up from a hole in the center of the southern portion of the room. They seem determined in their tasks and do not notice the group's arrival.

Dr. Catriona: "Oh cogs, we should have taken the cart."

Wolfe: "So..."

Dr. Catriona: "Let me try something."

Wolfe: "The residents here seem focused on their work."

Dr. Catriona: Cartiona walks up and removes her little steampunky projector device and puts in a little card in it's side. She turns a little crank and...
Minor Illusion there
of a static Catriona

Levinath (GM): The zombies seem to take no note of you.
Or your illusion.

Wolfe: Wolfe will look at the ceiling and the walls for any structural differences.

Dr. Catriona: The projector makes soft clicking sounds as it projects the hologram of a Catriona making a goofy face.

Westra Goldbrook: "We cannot leave them here to antagonize any who wander across the ground overhead," she points out, quietly.

Dr. Catriona: "Perhaps they are task oriented."

Wolfe: "Neat trick, doc."
"Yeah I'm looking..." He comments as he looks around the room.

Levinath (GM): The ceiling is higher here, the pathways seeming having lead you further into the earth. The area appears to be the main area for a mining operation long ago.

Westra Goldbrook: She casts a curious glance from the illusion back to the doctor, then makes a "hmm not bad" face.

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra also takes stock of the room.

Wolfe: "Well. Let's get started."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: Wolfe draws Talon and moves forward. He doesn't rush forward.

Dr. Catriona: She blinks at Wolfe just moving right on in.

Levinath (GM): The zombie next to Wolfe turns to him with a large rock in his hands.

Westra Goldbrook: Wolfe moves into the room, and Westra just sighs and watches.

Wolfe: The Blademaster doesn't speak as he moves over at first. When the zombie turns, he smiles his big toothy (tusky?) grin. "Hey there?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe watches the zombies to see if any of them become hostile at Wolfe's approach. He keeps an arrow nocked and ready to fire in case they do.

Dr. Catriona: "Is... is that the plan?"

Wolfe: He then sparta-kicks the Zombie toward the hole.

Levinath (GM): Then he walks around the half-orc and deposits it against a wall.

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm not sure our orc friend knows the meaning of that word, Doctor."

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):
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Wolfe: As the zombie goes flying, rock with it, Wolfe turns towards the room, sword in hand. "Alright one and all!"

Dr. Catriona: "...is it wise to antagonize them?"

Westra Goldbrook: As Wolfe disposes of a zombie, Westra watches the others to see if it will spark aggression in them.

Wolfe: "I got a one-way trip to the fuckin' basement!"

Levinath (GM): All the zombies drop their rocks and move towards Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Yeahhhh that's what I thought you'd do."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rubs her brow. "Mighty Torm why must I be tested with such idiots."

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike: "This...is going to end in a fight, isn't it?"

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr. Catriona: "Step on one snake in the snake pit..."

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike: "Now now, Westra. That's rather unfair." Raithe said, his tone mock-offended.

Dr. Catriona: "Mister Wolfe is terribly over-extended."

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: "I'm exactly where I wanna be! Pick 'em off as they're comin!"
Wolfe grabs at the zombie on the left.

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe grabs one zombie by its scrawny neck
Then he throws it down the hole.
"Fuck off."

Levinath (GM): 6
1

Dr. Catriona: "Botheration..." she says and walks forward and mutters something to herself.
The doctor suddenly begins to have bits of flame spew from her form and she extends her hands forward. Her eyes glow in a fierce blew and she releases a torrent of azure flame that lights up the entire cavern.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's eyes widen in surprise as blue flame lights up the cavern. "Well then..."

Dr. Catriona:
5 fire damage to all
(Also still on fire)

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes widen a touch in surprise at Cat's pryotechnics. "Hey! NICE!"

Dr. Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔
The fire REMAINS

Raithe Moonstrike: "Where does she get those wonderful toys?"

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:
"Got your back, Professor W."

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: Cartiona does not look comfortable. and seems like she is herself liable to catch fire. She is reciting a gnomish mantra to herself to keep it steady.

Levinath (GM):
2

Wolfe: The Blademaster's deflects the zombie's slam with his magical blade.

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: "Hold on, Doctor!"

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes as the creatures remain standing. "What foul magic is this?!"

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: (And fire damage)

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes flash for a moment, the eyes on his necklace likewise sparking to life. He lets out a growl as he brings his sword into both hands, holding it firmly in a 90' angle.
Then, slowly, his lips twist into a small smile. "Just like old times."
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   
Whirling his blade around, he slashes across the chest of the zombie to his flank.

Dr. Catriona: She will just disengage

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: "Cat!" He calls out over the horde, his eyes focused on the group. "Use that scroll!"

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: "You can throw it right on me, I can take it!"

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe gets pummeled by some zombie fists but he still looks like he's in it.

Levinath (GM):

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: "Good job Yvaine!"

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM): 4

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: 8

Dr. Catriona: She leveles her Boomer and fires at the Zombie attacking Westra.

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:
rolling 2d4
(4+3)= 7

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe beheads the last zombie on his person. "Let's focus fire and clean shop!" He yells out to the others, turning his darkened eyes about the chamber to look for the next target.

Dr. Catriona: (Which one?)

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: (but its at disadvantage)

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr. Catriona: (nm)

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: Westra hustles to the southern end of the room and helps to cut down the rest of the undead.
rolling 1d4
(3)= 3

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr. Catriona:

Yvaine Songsteel: "Zombies moving up from the hole!"

Wolfe: "Oh, figures."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You've got to be kidding."

Dr. Catriona: ((They climb out?))

Levinath (GM): They are climbing out, slowly.
The two zombies are still about five feet down.

Dr. Catriona: A backdraft of wind wells around the doctor, blowing her hair about as she thrusts a hand forward.
STR saves for both

Levinath (GM):
4

Dr. Catriona: 5
(the save takes half damage)
(And she uses her bonus to regain 1 HP back)
✔ End of Turn ✔

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: "Thanks." she says with an exasperated breath as the elven thief comes up and finishes the toughie.

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike: "Anytime, Professor." Raithe said, flashing her a smile.

Westra Goldbrook:
rolling 2d4
(3+2)= 5

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe:
Quickly Wolfe cuts the zombie in half and then stomps on its skull. With the aid of the others he quickly will dispatch the rest of the zombies.
Then, once he's sure the room is clear, he takes out his flask and has a drink.

Dr. Catriona: She adjusts her glasses and briefly holds her sore arm, about where she took an impact in the bicep.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra helps to cut through the remaining undead, then takes stock of the party members. "Is everyone alright?" she asks, turned towards Cat, Raith, and Yvaine

Dr. Catriona: "I think that could have gone better."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm good." Raithe said.

Dr. Catriona: "I wonder what they were clearing the rocks for."

Westra Goldbrook: "It seemed to me as though they weren't clearing them so much as they were stacking them," she says, pointing to the pile of them in the northwest.

Wolfe: "Could have gone fuckin worse." He takes a long breath and exhales. He caps the flask and stows it to his side.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks over the pile, trying to discern a possible explanation.

Dr. Catriona: "Securing something valuable?"

Levinath (GM): The zombies appeared to be primarily hauling stones from the hole in the ground to the pile of rubble in the northwest. It appears to Westra that even though they were piling rocks at this location, the entrance to this tunnel was already collapsed before they started piling rocks on.

Westra Goldbrook: "Curious."
"Makes one wonder what's on the other side of that collapse."

Dr. Catriona: She assumes the Frog returns.

Wolfe: "Hrm. There a way we can open this up? Doubt whatever they were trying to hide or keep out is bad for us."

Levinath (GM): Indeed it does, with 10 good berries in it's mouth!

Dr. Catriona: "How delightful."

Levinath (GM): Westra can estimate it will take 4-6 hours of hard labor for the group to clear the stones.

Westra Goldbrook: "We can clear it, but it would take hours. It might be best to see if there's another way around, first."

Dr. Catriona: She eats a berry right now! And looks like a kid while doing it, pondering if it is berry delicious.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr. Catriona: "These help if anyone would like some."

Yvaine Songsteel: "I might have a few if it isn't too much trouble."

Dr. Catriona: "Everyone should at least carry one anyway, it could help restore someone who has fallen unconscious."

Wolfe: "Yeah, let's look around the rest and see from there."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods at Cat's suggestion. "Good idea," she says, walking over to take a berry.
Westra then moved towards the western doorwary to continue exploring.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will also take a berry, just in case.

Dr. Catriona: She gives Yvaine 2 berries

Levinath (GM): This hallway has a light dust on the floor, seemingly has not been traveled in some time.

Dr. Catriona: (He is taking a leak into the hole)

Raithe Moonstrike: (Checking for more zombies.)

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM): This room appears to be empty as you enter, a large pile of rubble rests against the north wall. A large wooden ladder leans against the west wall.
Raithe noticed a rope tied at the lip of the hole in the main room.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona leans against the wall for a moment while the others investigate.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will leave that rope alone, since there's no telling where it leads.

Westra Goldbrook: "What use would someone have for a ladder in a closed room such as this?" she asks no one in particular as she approaches the ladder
At the chittering sound behind her, Westra grits her teeth and sighs.

Levinath (GM): As you move further into the room, a large scorpion stands, rubble shaking from its back and it runs at you.

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:
Hearing some chittering. "What is happening?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Holy Gods! That is a huge scorpion!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Mother of Madness." Raithe said, firing an arrow.

Yvaine Songsteel:
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Westra Goldbrook: "I've had my fill of insects this day!" Westra growls/shouts, clearly frustrated and angry at being clawed.

Dr. Catriona: "Oh thunderation."
Again she summons the inner fire and balls her fists.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Dr. Catriona: "No more nice Doctor!" she yells.
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Raithe Moonstrike: "Not going to lie. That's hot."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks back at Cat unleashing FIERY FURY with some obvious surprise.
"...Raithe did you seriously make that joke?"

Dr. Catriona: The scorpion catches blue FIRE!

Yvaine Songsteel: The scorpion screams, a sickening sound, as it catches fire....

Wolfe: He grunts and draws Talon as he moves to help Westra.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I wasn't joking. She just happened to use flame!"

Wolfe:

Dr. Catriona: "Burn! burn! burn!" she snarls.

Yvaine Songsteel: As Wolfe's blade slices open the beast's carapace, hundreds of small scorpions begin pouring out of the beast.

Dr. Catriona: (btw using my bonus to heal 3)

Yvaine Songsteel:

Wolfe: Wolfe plunges Talon into the sternum(?) of the Scorpion. "...What the fuck!?" He yells out in surprise as a bunch of scorpions crawl out of the earth and run toward him and Westra.

Dr. Catriona: (grapple just limits your movement, nothing else)

Westra Goldbrook:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Wolfe:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Dr. Catriona: 6 Fire Damage

Wolfe: Wolfe coughs some blood as he gets grabbed by the giant Scorpion and then impaled by its stinger.

Dr. Catriona: She will use energybeam without her gun.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Dr. Catriona: (Obviously not)
✔ End of Turn ✔

Yvaine Songsteel: The fire scorpion waves Westra and Wolfe around in its claws.

Wolfe: Wolfe growls and brings his sword down again. "FUCK. OFF."
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   
Wolfe brings Talon down right into the skull of the scorpion, getting green blood everywhere as the blade crunches through it's black carapace.
He then steps on it and with a heave grabs its stringer and rips it off with a snarl.

Dr. Catriona: The azure flames dissipate both from the carcass and from Catriona herself as it leaves her; she looks briefly winded.

Levinath (GM): Small scorpions continue to crawl all over and attack Wolfe and Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lands heavily on her feet as the scorpion dies and she's released. Without missing a beat she sweeps her halberd at the swarm of smaller insects.

Levinath (GM):
Yvaine's arrow makes a scorpion kabob as it lodges in the far wall.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will also attempt scorpion kabobs.

Dr. Catriona: "Hold still!"

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: Whoom! goes the Boomer.

Levinath (GM): Flaming scorpions. Everywhere.

Dr. Catriona: "Insects usually flee from fire. They must really want revenge!"

Wolfe:

Dr. Catriona: (He slaps one scorpion right on her breastplate)

Wolfe: Wolfe draws his blade along the ground, scraping away most of the Scorpions. He then reaches out and swats the last of them off of her breastplate.
"Had some on your tits."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra elbows him in the jaw in return. "Likewise."

Wolfe: Wolfe staggers backwards, rubbing at his jaw. "What the fuck!?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks on, eyebrows raised. "Where is the popping corn when you need it?"

Dr. Catriona: Catriona exhales some steam, then walks over to the giant scorpion and collects one of its many eyes and a chip of its chittin. For science.

Wolfe: "Next time you get your ass kicked by a bunch of piss-jelly."
"I am gonna just stand there and laugh."

Westra Goldbrook: "I can't see that I'd notice much difference, save the lack of impotently flying furniture."

Wolfe: He grumbles as he draws a cloth out of his pack and cleans his sword to pristine condition. Once he's satisfied he sheaths it.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe watches the curvy doctor collect an eye from the scorpion.
"Uh, Doc? Is that a good idea?"
"I mean...it's evil."

Wolfe: "Fuck this place."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eyes the doctor."

Levinath (GM): A random baby scorpion crawls out from the husk and chitters away as the Doc picks at it.

Dr. Catriona: She grunts in response to Raithe, uncharacteristically.

Wolfe: He then pulls out his hand-axe and goes to inspect the Scorpion to see if it's edible before he'll butcher it for meat.

Westra Goldbrook: "Doctor?" she prompts. "Is everything well?"

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM): Sure...it might be edible.

Dr. Catriona: "What an odd question."

Wolfe: He cuts off its claws and packs them away. "If any of you type got some healing, now would be a good time."
"We can check out that hole so we have nothing at our back."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe stomps the spider that tries to get away. "No, no you don't."

Dr. Catriona: She stands back up, her gait and posture straighter than before and she seems mildly distracted.

Levinath (GM): The group notices more strange writing on the west wall.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will then hand Westra and Wolf each a healing potion.

Westra Goldbrook: Exhausted for the moment, Westra simply rolls her eyes at the doctor's non-answer, and moves back towards the larger room. En route, she says a quiet litany of prayers that restores her spirit some.

Wolfe: 10

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 2d4+2
(4+1)+2= 7

Wolfe: After downing his healing potion he walks over to Cat and sets a hand on her shoulder. "You did good, Doc."

Dr. Catriona: Wolf feels her shoulder is incredibly hot to touch, even through a glove.

Wolfe: He blinks and pulls his hand back, looking at it and then at her. "Huh."

Dr. Catriona: She nods at him, singularly, without a verbal response, then resumes on her way.

Wolfe: "You get a little into the element when you get mad, eh?"
He clicks his tongue against the back of his teeth, humming to himself in thought as he takes up the rear of their group.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lights a torch and drops it the 20 feet to the pit's bottom to better see its contents.

Raithe Moonstrike: "There's a rope leading down, right over there." Raithe said, pointing at the rope.

Levinath (GM): Westra can see a hallway that leads to the east, and a backpack laying on the ground.

Dr. Catriona: "Not ideally." is what she tells the half orc, in an offhanded manner. There is now a more readable impatience in her movements.

Wolfe: "Hrm."
He grabs the robe and swings down.

Dr. Catriona: "For tarnation's sake."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolls her eyes again as Wolfe tarzan's it down into the hole, then goes back to the other room for the ladder.

Levinath (GM): 7

Wolfe: "Fuuuuuuck!" Wolfe slips as he grabs the rope and trips right down the hole.
He then crashes right onto Hjalkohm's pack.

Westra Goldbrook: She sets the ladder into the pit, leaning against its side, and then proceeds to climb down it.

Dr. Catriona: "Did you break anything?!" she calls down.

Wolfe: "Ow..."
"I think I landed on that fucker's knee-capper."

Levinath (GM): The rest of the group may proceed down the ladder with no issues.

Wolfe: "Sune's ass my back hurts."
He then sits up with a grunt and rubs at his spine and grumbles, leaning against the wall.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will climb down the ladder into the hole.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra collects Hjalkohm's pack, looking sober and grim.

Dr. Catriona: She takes the ladder eventually, as to not flash everyone on her way down.

Levinath (GM): Again the pack seems undisturbed, his hammer and crossbow are laying several feet into the hall.

Wolfe: "See if he's got a fucking healing potion or two in there."

Dr. Catriona: "Curatives?" she asks, about the pack.

Wolfe: "Or if the pudgy fuck had any alcohol."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is careful to collect all of the dwarf's belongings, packing it into his pack and her own.

Levinath (GM): The group locates FOUR healing potions.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tosses Wolfe a healing potion

Wolfe: 6

Dr. Catriona: (DWARVES)

Westra Goldbrook: "Does anyone else need one at the moment?"

Dr. Catriona: (they are always finding shit)

Wolfe: Wolfe gulps one down like it's a tasty beer. He belches a bit then extends his hand. "Another one, please."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm good." Raithe said.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra obliges him.

Wolfe: 9

Dr. Catriona: "I don't suppose you all have more kidnapped comrades that left their belongings about in this den."

Levinath (GM): The soft sounds of chirping and digging can be heard as you lower yourselves down into the hole.

Raithe Moonstrike: "There's one more, technically."

Dr. Catriona: "I hear something."

Wolfe: Getting up he exhales and tosses the empty bottle over his shoulder -- it crashes softly. "Nope."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs heavily.

Dr. Catriona:

Westra Goldbrook: And briefly considers a new career.
"Be on guard," she advises, steeling herself.

Levinath (GM): The Doc recalls reading about the calls of Rust Monsters.

Westra Goldbrook: "That fireball scroll is at hand, is it not?" she asks, with a glance over her shoulder.

Dr. Catriona: "Wait, wait.. I know that sound."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses before advancing and looks back to the Doctor patiently.

Dr. Catriona: "Rust monsters."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: "Rust monsters?"

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: "They eat metal."
"Nonmagical weapons, armor, it's all gonna get fucked."

Westra Goldbrook: "Only metal?"
"Ugh."

Wolfe: He draws Talon from its sheath. "Get naked, Princess, I'll protect you."

Dr. Catriona: "I can't let them eat my WEENIS."

Wolfe: "...Did you say they were gonna eat your peenis?"

Dr. Catriona: "No, my WEENIS." she says, suddenly apprehensive abut losing whatever that was.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Tactical philosophical question: are they made of metal?" Raithe asks.

Wolfe: "...What?"
"What the fuck is a Weenis?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Tangental philosophical question: are they made of metal?" Raithe asks.

Dr. Catriona: "No, Mister Moonstrike."

Wolfe: "They're like, bugs."

Dr. Catriona: "They are like... insectoid monstrosities."

Raithe Moonstrike: "All good." he said, nocking an arrow.
"If it bleeds, we can kill it."

Wolfe: "More fuckin' bugs."
Wolfe moves to the front.

Dr. Catriona: "They can smell metal."

Wolfe: "Stay behind me, Westra, just yell at the things enough and that might kill them."

Westra Goldbrook: "Hasn't worked on you, yet," she mutters.

Wolfe: "Gods know I wanna kill myself when you're talking half the time."

Levinath (GM): Three rust monsters face away from the group.

Dr. Catriona: ((THXGM))
"They better not touch my WEENIS."

Raithe Moonstrike: "She's still talking about her weenis."
"Should I be alarmed?"

Dr. Catriona: "It would set me back months to lose the WEENIS!"
--End Session 9--
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 11:05:40 AM


--Session 10--

Levinath (GM): The group has found a new level of the mysterious mine, chittering sounds from further in the room have revealed rust monsters reside within the chamber, though they have not noticed the group yet.

Wolfe: Wolfe whispers to the others. "These things'll fuckin eat your shit. Weapons, armor, all of it."
Sixxy: "That is what I said." she whispers back, somewhat frustratedly.

Wolfe: (Did Sixxy say it or Cat, tho)

Dr. Catriona: "I have iron ball bearings that might distract them."
Mercedes O.: "Not good," Batgirl backs up and plans to go at them ranged...as indicated by her leveled crossbow.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes at the monsters ahead, and replies, "Perhaps we should attempt ranged attacks first, then. Whatever damage we can do before engaging them in melee will help, but either way we cannot leave them unmolested."

Levinath (GM): The huge pile of rocks conceal the group presently and the creatures appear distracted.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Anyone have a flamethrower?"

Wolfe: "...What's a... flame-thrower?"
"...Like a catapult?"

Yvaine Songsteel: The dark clad Cleric forms a silent line with her mouth in response to Wolfe, but shifts her face to Cat, as though she might understand.

Wolfe: "Alright, concentrate fire." He pulls out his hand-axe and points at the closest one.

Westra Goldbrook: "Could we possibly draw one towards us without alerting all of them?"

Dr. Catriona: "You likely will not get that back."
"I can try. "

Wolfe: "It's just a hatchet. I can get more."

Dr. Catriona: Catriona removes one of her pouches of iron ball bearings. and they levitate from her hand.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine is ready to shoot.

Dr. Catriona: "We can hit them once they are distracted."

Wolfe: "Do your stuff, Doc."

Dr. Catriona: She will mystic hand the iron ball bearings along the air.
She drops them against the wall and have them turn around and proc an ambush.

Levinath (GM): The creatures chitter as the ball bearings fall and they all seem distracted by them quickly run behind the large boulder out of site while the last looks but decides to finish eating the shield that lays bare.

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: (select token)

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:
Catriona moves and readies an Energy beam as soon as the closest Rust Monster becomes alert to the attack.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona:

Levinath (GM): Raithe's arrow pierces the beast's hide and moments later the empty shaft falls from the beast, the head gone.
It lets out a horrible scream of pain and turns around.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona's BOOMER whoom!s and fires at the beast.

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: "Tarnation!"

Wolfe: Wolfe moves to the side and looses a hand-axe!
"What does Tarnation even mean!?"

Yvaine Songsteel:
"They are from TarNation?" She asks confused, considering she was just told they were rust monsters.

Dr. Catriona: "It means nothing good!" she mutters.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra attempts to allow the ranged fighters to take the lone rust monster down, but eventually exceeds her available patience and moves down to engage it herself. "Despicable creature," she grunts, as she goes.

Dr. Catriona: "One down, two remain."

Levinath (GM): Westra's weapon strikes true, but she finds the steel tinged with brown powder when she pulls it from the beast.

Dr. Catriona: Catriona makes a face of 'yikes' at the rusting erosion of the captain's weapon.

Levinath (GM): The chittering increases from around the boulder.
The two remaining rust monsters star at the Doc as she rounds the corner.

Dr. Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: (so 2 damage to the lucky one)

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: Bonus action to heal 1 hit point lol
"They are tenacious!"

Westra Goldbrook:
One of the beasts approaches to follow the doc, and Westra steps in to thwart it.
"Doctor, get back!"

Levinath (GM):

Dr. Catriona: "Oh ew ew ew!~"

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: "Hey, back off the kid you little shit!" Wolfe growls as he pulls Talon free from its sheath and slashes down at the Rust Monster.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh! Off, you!"

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: Westa blinks as Wolfe seems to nearly cleave the creature in twain, and then casts a questioning glance to the doctor who was so valiantly protected.

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: He cuts the rust monster in half then gets assaulted!

Dr. Catriona: "Botheration! Mister Wolfe, watch your katana!" she warns and is hit with rust monster goop in the face in a disturbing fashion to where she spits some of it out.

Wolfe: "Tarnation!"
"....I said it right, right?"

Yvaine Songsteel:

Westra Goldbrook: The remaining monster lunges at Wolfe, and Westra takes the opportunity to try and cut it down.
It splits in two, its carapace parting with a web of sticky black goo.

Wolfe: Wolfe is slashed past from Westra and he looks over at her, as he's uncertain whether he was the target or not.

Dr. Catriona: Dr. Wicker looks miserable at being splashed in the face with gore.

Wolfe: "Good job, Princess." He takes out a piece of cloth and cleans Talon of Rust-Monster ichor and sheaths it.
He then extends the cloth to Cat.

Dr. Catriona: She removes her glasses and that area around her eyes ends up being the clearest part of her face right now.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is busy making a grim face at the dying beast. She glances to Wolfe at his compliment, and her mouth forms a line. It looks painful, but after a pauses she manages a "You as well."

Dr. Catriona: "Those things have nothing to do with necromancers."

Westra Goldbrook: And then turns away to head further down the tunnel. "Is everyone unharmed?"

Dr. Catriona: She wipes away as much as she could.

Westra Goldbrook: "...except for the weapons," she adds, frowning at the damage to her halberd.

Dr. Catriona: She takes out a funky looking device from her pack and then sighs with relief.

Wolfe: "Yep." Wolfe looks forward, considering things and draws the magical longsword again. "Let's get going."
Once he gets around the rocks he'll see if the Rust Monsters were hiding anything in here.

Levinath (GM): As you round the pile of rocks, the remains of a shattered sheet of stone lay across the ground. Runes still glow weakly on the pieces of rubble as you approach.

Dr. Catriona: "They were coming for the WEENIS. The copper inlays are like sugar to them."

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra eyes the runes on the stone sheet, trying to remember if she's seen them anywhere.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine has no idea what a Weenis is,

Dr Catriona: "Wait wait.."

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: "The air is rife with some kind of ..residual magic."
(From Kost): "These mythals seem much more recent, however, I have yet to discern what they are for. Very curious."

Dr Catriona: (Raithe just chillin in the back)

Levinath (GM): Westra knows that the runes that were set in the stone by a high level caster.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra holds up a hand and slows her forward progress. She looks back to the others, and gestures to indicate there are voices ahead. She proceeds slowly, attempting to be as quiet as possible.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM): The sounds of digging echo throughout this chamber. As you enter you see two pillars supporting the high ceiling. A brightly colored human faces away from the party while two hulking ogre zombies flank his rear facing the door. Two normal zombies move rubble away from a pile at the far side of the room. Tealina and Hjakohm can be seen laying in the corner, unconscious not appear unharmed. The two large zombies grunt and slobber as they stare directly at Westra and Wolfe, but do not move.

Wolfe: Wolfe bumps into Westra as she stops, trying to look past her. "Torm's tits can you walk any fuckin' slower?"

Levinath (GM): (and not harmed*)

Wolfe: "Oh, shit!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grunts and elbows back against Wolfe before jutting a finger towards the room, where a number of adversaries can now be seen.

Levinath (GM): He turns at Wolfe's outburst. "Oh, well met! I was not expecting more company I must admit." He is an older man, standing nearly 6 ft tall and holding a staff wrapped with skeletal hands that has a curved blade several feet long curving off one side. His head is completed shaven and he has a black tattoo on his forehead. "What brings you down to these ancient mines?" He asks pleasantly.

Wolfe: "I heard there were hookers and beer down here."

Dr Catriona: Catriona cannot help but thnk back to that naughty necrophelia book when she sees this old man. The images. Might have to do a will save....

Wolfe: "Just kind of fell in."
He gestures toward Westra. "She's here to audition."

Levinath (GM): His eyebrows raise. "This is no place for brothel activities, I must advise if you are interested in that sort of thing you move towards your nearest village."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh." Westra stands from her crouch at Wolfe's nonsense, and looks to the man addressing them. "We're here seeking our comrades," Westra says, gesturing to the two in the corner. "We bring with us the righteousness of Helm himself!" she says, reaching for her mundane amulet with Helm's sigil on it. She thrusts it towards Kost, a scowl on her face. "Put down your weapons and call off your fiends, and you shall survive this reckoning. Refuse, and fall here today!"

Dr Catriona tries to understand the layout of the room and what the pillars mean if anything.

Dr Catriona: "I don't bring any rightoeousness..."

Levinath (GM): The pillars are just rough stone pillars. She make make a History check if she likes.

Dr Catriona:

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a grunt, as he wanted to say something bad-assed, but Westra had to go and ruin it with her holy shit.

Kost:

Yvaine Songsteel: At Westra's words, Yvaine's spine stiffens, and she says a small, silent prayer under her breath....even though she can't see much of what's happening.

Kost: The Doc knows that he is a Thayan wizard.
His eyes betray fear but he his voice only waivers for a moment before he steadies it. "I...I was not going to harm them. The traps above, were not to harm people, but to keep them away and safe."

Westra Goldbrook: "Away and safe from what?" Westra demands.

Kost: "Anything we might find down here. You may have noticed those were no apprentice sage runes on the door I opened." He motioned back towards the hall. "I am searching for relics of Labelas Enoreth"

Wolfe: "Whowhat?"

Dr Catriona: ((lol Banebridge knows who that is))

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: "You have summoned these monsters to aid you?" Westra asks, looking disgusted by the notion.

Dr Catriona:

Westra Goldbrook:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Kost: "They are only vessels for labor...and protection." He looks to one of the zombies by Tealina and it falls in a heap.

Dr Catriona: "You are a long way from Thay, mister."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Who is that up ahead?" Raithe asked.

Westra Goldbrook: "These creatures abducted our fellows from above ground," Westra argues. "What was the meaning of that?"

Dr Catriona: "Your friends and the necromancer." she says to Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike: "The necromancer, huh? Is there a reason why we're talking to him instead of ending him?"

Dr Catriona: "... I don't know the ins and outs of necromancer diplomacy."

Kost: "Indeed I am, Lassy. Unlike many of my counterparts, I prefer to see and learn from real magic. Tomes and studying will only get you so far." He says to the Doc.

Raithe Moonstrike: "It's pretty simple. Aim for the face."

Kost: "They would have already been returned to the surface had I not had more pressing matters. I do apologize."

Yvaine Songsteel: It's impossible to see because of her cowl, but Raithe's insistence on murder here has the cleric intrigued and a brow raises.

Dr Catriona: She shifts her posture and footing, uncomfortably, then looks to Raithe once more. "He is being quite polite..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westa takes a few steps further into the room to get a better sense of its occupants.

Wolfe: "Like what?"

Dr Catriona: She wonders if we have to return the healing potions to those two adventurers.

Wolfe: "What your zombies are digging for?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "He's also waiting to kill us and raise us into more of slaves. Very little good ever comes of magic." Raithe said.

Westra Goldbrook: She gives an eye to Tealina and Hjalkohm as well, trying to verify that they are unharmed.

Yvaine Songsteel: The Cleric's lip curls into a bit of a snarl at the mention of more undead. She wished she wasn't already so exhausted at the moment...but 'shoot to the face' is sounding decent.

Kost: Kost closes his eyes for several moments and lets out a sigh before focusing to Wolfe.. "As I said, any ancient artifacts of Labelas Enoreth. Histories of Thay show that this was once some kind of shrine to him."
"You may go check on them if you wish." He notices Westra looking at her fallen companions.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does indeed go and check on the other two.

Kost: Westra finds that the two are simply unconscious.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine keeps her bow ready to cover her fellow Helm-ite as she approaches the others.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra jostles them each in an attempt to wake them.

Dr Catriona: "Where did you get the subjects for all your undead uh... minions?"

Westra Goldbrook: "And you still haven't explained why they abducted people from the surface to begin with," she muttered, as she worked.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine's face tilts toward Kost at Cat's question, though much of her face is still obscured in shadow.
"He did. It was just a terrible explanation," the Minister observes bluntly.

Kost: Each in turn opens their eyes hazily as she shakes them awake. "Those traps are there to scare people away, even adventurous ones that believe they can slay a few zombies. Anyone captured prior has been released in a matter of hours."

Dr Catriona: "Not to be a stinker, but I mean... the zombies didn't attack us first once we came down here."

Westra Goldbrook: "They seem to be unharmed," she says, looking back to Wolfe for his opinion. (though she'll deny it later)

Dr Catriona: "Haven't you ever heard of Keep Away signs?"

Wolfe: "Where did you get the zombies from?"

Yvaine Songsteel: That meant nothing to Yvaine, but she stayed quiet on the matter.

Wolfe: Wolfe seems grim still, he's not as eased up as the others as Kost seems to be dodging that one.

Kost: "Most of these zombies came from the remains of the village of Conyberry, unfortunately, it did not survive the spellplague. Some I have had longer."

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: As they wake, Westra returns to Hjal and Tealina the weapons and bags that belong to them that she's collected on the way here.

Kost: Wolfe senses no deception.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc grunts softly.

Dr Catriona: "I was just in Conyberry. It is indeed ruined."

Raithe Moonstrike: "How far is Conyberry from here?" Raithe asks, looking around to the group.

Wolfe: "Necromancy's a bunch of bullshit, but I'm no saint either. And you didn't hurt our friends."

Dr Catriona: "Not terribly far. "

Wolfe: He nods towards the two that Westra is seeing to.

Yvaine Songsteel: The hooded woman turns her face towards the handsome elf. "Fifteen miles or so," she replies in her low, soft tone.

Wolfe: "You don't cause no problems for the villagers, we'll take our friends and leave you to it."
"You start to hurt anyone around here and you and I are gonna talk again, and it'll end with a sword. Clear?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wolfe, do you really think this guy is on the level?" Raithe asked.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Coneyberry is a ghost town. Everything there is long forgotten."
"Nothing but ruins."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is eyeing the more ogre-like creatures, uncertain about leaving them alive.

Wolfe: "Yeah, Raithe, I know some wizard types. They care about power and knowledge, and that seems to fit this guy. Like Cat said, the zombies didn't try to murder us -- we attacked them first."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Miss Goldbrook, perhaps you should escort your compatriates this direction," the quiet Cleric suggests.

Kost: Kost blinks a couple times before his eyes narrow. He looks at Westra. "You bitch. You come down here and use your holy magic on me unprovoked?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra... smiles.

Wolfe: "Hey. Buddy."

Dr Catriona: (Thats what paladins do)

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hey! You don't call her that, you necromatic sack of shit."

Westra Goldbrook: And rises from her crouch.

Yvaine Songsteel: "It makes no difference. We should leave none of these undead standing," the calm woman says in an particularly gruff, and severe tone in her low voice.

Wolfe: "Don't talk yourself into a grave."

Dr Catriona: "So close." she says to herself.

Westra Goldbrook: "Are you offended by the righteousness of Helm?" she asks, her voice deceptively calm.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine keeps herself in a position to cover Westra,

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly moves between Raithe, Yvaine, and Kost and his mooks. Westra can handle herself.

Kost: "Don't you worry about that Orc. I am offended by your walking in here and casting spells on me without provication."

Dr Catriona: "Can't we just leave him some scripture and be on our way, though?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "No, Doc. This isn't one of those meetings."

Wolfe: "First of all, buddy, I'm not an Orc."

Raithe Moonstrike: "And he called Wolfe an Orc. That was mistake number three."

Wolfe: "Second of all, buddy, we are halfway about to leave you to your shit, if you don't talk a foot into your ass."

Dr Catriona: "So many misunderstandings resulting in ego-born chaos. " she remarks in an observational fashion.

Wolfe:

Yvaine Songsteel: "Tsk," only Yvain's visible lips offer response to Cat.

Westra Goldbrook: "I merely showed you the awesomeness of Helm, nothing more. If you were raptured by it, that perhaps says more about your alignment in this world than anything else. Have you reason to fear Helm?" she asked, taking a step forward.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Let us finish these undead wretches in your midst and we'll leave you unscathed..."

Wolfe: "You can't just murder a guy's sex dolls..."

Yvaine Songsteel:

Wolfe: "Think of the book we found."

Kost: "Then allow me to show you some of my religion."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hey, if you give up now, none of these people will hurt you."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine doesn't acknowledge Wolfe's disgusting commentary.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, I tried."

Dr Catriona: The Doctor makes a disgusted face when Wolfe says that, like Brienne would at a Tormund advance.
"No no, nothing needs be shown."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Please don't."

Kost: Kost's hands glow as the hallway is covered in blackness. "Cover the door you idiots, don't let them through. I'll deal with Miss Righteous myself.""

Westra Goldbrook: Westra waits no longer, and swings her halberd at the wizard.

Kost:

Wolfe:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr Catriona:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Westra Goldbrook:

Kost:

Dr Catriona: "I've lost visual...!"
(Those NPCs didnt roll!)

Wolfe: "It's fucking dark in here."

Dr Catriona: (OA)

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   
Wolfe moves out of the darkness, then drawing Talon he brings it hard against Humphrey's chest. "Get the fuck outta my way you big motherfucker!"

Dr Catriona: "Is the hallway clear??

Wolfe: "No it's filled with giant fucking zombies!"

Westra Goldbrook:

Yvaine Songsteel: "Argh." The broody cleric says in total irritation.

Kost: Westra see two glowing statues, triangular in shape have runes inscribed on them glow on the sides of the rubble the zombies dig at.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr Catriona: "Miss Yvaine, are you okay in there?"

Westra Goldbrook:

Yvaine Songsteel: "I'm uncertain."

Kost:

Westra Goldbrook: "Raithe, try for the triangular statues," she calls over her shoulder. "They may power his control of the beasts."

Kost: Kost swings his weapon at Westra.

Wolfe: "Or they could blow us all the fuck up!"

Westra Goldbrook: As she's doing so, the wizard whacks her with a weapon she hadn't even seen him carrying! She growls as she feels some vitality bleed from her. "Keep your foul magics off of me, fiend!" she shouts, before slashing at him.

Kost: Westra connects the but the vitality he drained on his strike absorbs most of the damage.

Wolfe:
Inspiration!
After rolling a die roll, roll another die and take the new result.   

Yvaine Songsteel: As Yvaine tries to move out of the darkness and is confronted with the belly of the horrible beast in front of her, the Cleric finally reaches an end to her patience. With a bit of a cat-like yowl of anger, radiant light bursts forth from under Yvaine's hood, and from her back to manifest an enormous pair of golden, feathered wings that thrust her straight up in the air, over the top of Humphrey's head and hopefully just out of reach as she moves up towards the ceiling. Then she unleashes a pillar of radiant golden flame down on Kost!

Kost:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Kost: Yvaine finds her Sacred Flame fizzles as she attempts to cast it.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Curses!"

Kost:

Dr Catriona: (Yvaine is at what altitiude)
A mote of blue fire appears in the center of the darkness...

Kost: While the doctor's blue flames appear, they seem weaker than they should.

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a surprised yell as a huge cube of flame goes up. "HOLY SHIT!"

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Kost:

Dr Catriona: Blue fire POURS from the darkness in a tremendous gout and lights the floor! It keeps burning.
Two blazing blue eyes in the darkness then sink away.

Westra Goldbrook:

Kost:

Dr Catriona: "Hope I didn't cook anyone friendly!" It doesn't sound sincere.

Kost:

Wolfe: "Nope!"

Dr Catriona: End of any creatures turn = 7 damage

Westra Goldbrook: Westa staggers backwards as an ogre zombie smacks her with his morningstar!

Dr Catriona: "I smell smoldering necroplasm! hahahahahaha!!!"

Wolfe: "Get. The Fuck. Out. Of. My. Way!" Wolfe snarls as he slashes through Humphrey.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Kost:

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fires an arrow, watching it sail directly at the necromancer....and miss.

Kost: Kost growls and a barrier appears a moment before the arrow hits.

Raithe Moonstrike: "All right. Bastard." he said, nocking another arrow.

Kost: "Where is your God now Helmite?" He snarls.

Dr Catriona: `Enemy takes 7 fire damage end of its turn in the Rolling Flame area.``

Yvaine Songsteel: Though her cowl is still drawn low, her eyes were glowing with Celestial, heavenly light that caught the edges of what appeared to be a lovely visage. Her long wings made manifest by Helm's divinity, and the otherwise forboding woman stared down at Zost. "He's here with us, fiend. I assure you!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is struck by a blast of foul energy and collapses to the ground.

Wolfe: "Hjalkhom, Tealina, do something useful for once in your miserable FUCKING lives and give Westra a healing potion!"

Yvaine Songsteel: The wrathful cleric descends over the fallen Paladin and kneels down to touch her hand over Westra's closed eyes. "You will not die today. Helm, nor I will allow it."

Kost:
Humphry gives Wolfe a hug.

Wolfe: "No!"

Kost:

Wolfe: "Don't you do it!"

Dr Catriona: `End of Turn, take 7 fire damage if in Rolling Flames

Wolfe: Wolfe shoves it back into the fire.

Dr Catriona:

Dr Catriona: (concentrating on that)
(ice doesnt)

Kost:

Dr Catriona: (I need to make these squares better)

Kost:

Wolfe: "GET. OUT. OF. MY. FUCKING. WAY!"

Dr Catriona: `End of Turn, take 7 fire damage if in Rolling Flames
5 damage

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d6+4
(6)+4= 10
rolling 2d4+2
(2+2)+2= 6
rolling 2d4+2
(4+1)+2= 7

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: "Hey, Kost!"
"Stop hiding behind your fucking minions and face me like a man, you Thayan pussy!"

Kost: Kost snarls as he is hit in the shoulder with an arrow. "So you are next then?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Suffer not a witch to live!" Raithe yells

Kost: "Shut the fuck you Orc, I am dealing with the rest of your filthy band!"
"Leave my kill alone!" He swings at Yvaine.

Kost: He ice skates into Westra and swings the weapon back down into her chest.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is out once more.

Yvaine Songsteel: Seeing that Westra is up and Raithe has the Zombie in hand, the Heaven-touched Cleric focuses on Kost. More radiant flame pours down on him in a pillar of hopefully pain. "You will die here," she informs him in a low growl. "Bastard."

Kost: Yvaine once again finds that her cantrip has no effect.

Wolfe: "Ow!"

Yvaine Songsteel: "What fiendishness is this?!" she snarls in annoyance as her light washes over him with no effect.
Her resolve to rend Kost limb from limb is increasing, as is her motivation to make it happen.

Kost: "You come down here. Interrupt my research. AND FOR WHAT? TO DIE?!" He pulls the bloody scythe from Westra's chest.

Dr Catriona: Able to see through the dark, she spots the odd arcane device in the background.. and fires her BOOMER at it!

Kost: Catriona finds her BOOMER's blast fades away as it enters the room.

Wolfe: "Stop using magic, it's not working in here!"

Kost:

Dr Catriona: "Its some kind of energy nullification field!"

Wolfe: "Gotta fuckin do everything my gods damned self!"

Yvaine Songsteel: "This is tiresome."

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls a hand-axe and throws it at the crystal.

Kost: Wolfe's weapon chips some of the left crystal apart.

Wolfe: "Raithe, shoot the fucking crystals!"

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe shoots the crystal that Wolfe just shot!

Kost: Raithe's arrow lodges in the stone and a crack erupts down the length of the stone, but the runes still glow.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Is this worth it?!"

Kost: "A good question to ask yourself....." Kost walks slowly towards Raithe.

Wolfe: "You and Cat are doing jack and dick right now, Yvaine! SHOOT THE FUCKING CRYSTALS!"

Kost:

Yvaine Songsteel: "Wiping your smug face from the surface of this realm will be more than worth it." Though Wolfe is lucky she wasn't shooting him right now.

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike: "Ugh!"
"What other flavors you got, coward?"

Yvaine Songsteel:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe:

Kost: Yvaine can see the zombies are clearing the rubble away from what appears to be an opening where they are digging.

Dr Catriona: The zombies take some fire damage

Yvaine Songsteel: The Cleric is torn between helping the paladin, shooting the crystal, and putting a bolt right through Kost's face. "You'd better be right," she retorts with a rather UNholy snarl as she swoops down and pulls out her rapier to attempt a healthy swing at it for some extra oomph.

Kost: Yvaine chops off the top half of the stone pedestal which turns dormant, the bottom half continues to glow, however.

Yvaine Songsteel: As she gets closer, she sees the Zombies have unearthed some new opening. "What is this, now! The Zombies are attempting to dig open another entrance!" she informs the others.
"Infuriating!" she glowers in her best Christian Bale voice.

Kost:

Dr Catriona: Catriona pulls out a dagger. "Oh, this is not ideal."

Kost:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Kost: 2
The left mythal explodes in a bright blue light.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Agghhh," the spry high-heeled Celestial-type jumps back from the exploding crystal. Not this time, Gadget!

Kost:
The two zombies clearing the path push the remaining rubble away and turn towards the group.

Dr Catriona:  Image

Kost:

Dr Catriona: "SUCCESS!"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Success at what!?"

Kost: "I have no time for these games. There is work to be done."

Wolfe: The Ogre-Zombie smashes Wolfe so hard it causes him to cough blood. As he lurches over, her snarls as he fights back death itself and forces himself to his full height.

Dr Catriona: "Tarnation! Mister Wolfe is in dire straits!" She says, celebrating too soon.

Wolfe:

Yvaine Songsteel: "Damnit."

Wolfe: He brings his sword down on Humphry to try and get it out of the god-damned way.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr Catriona: (watch the icce)
(just powerslide into it! LOL)

Yvaine Songsteel: "Damnit, I'm sorry, Wolfe, I have no way to aid you!" she says, obviously irritated by the punishment he's being forced to take.

Wolfe: "You can aid me by getting this giant fucking roadbloack out of my way."

Dr Catriona: "Hey necromancer! I am going to shoot into that opening your lackeys just opened up if you don't stop all this!"
"With combustibles!"

Kost: "finishes these fools" He disappears in a wisp of smoke and reappears at the entrance.
Kost disappears into the newly dug room.

Westra Goldbrook:

Kost: The darkness spell dissipates after Kost disappears from sight.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine is once again torn between aiding Westra, going after Kost, finishing off the crystal, and making sure Wolfe didn't continue to get slaughtered. They couldn't afford to be down another person so she swaps to her crossbow and fires at Humphrey.

Dr Catriona: "Hey unfortunately faced creature! Look at me! You are the opposite of intelligent and a look like an ingnaramous!" she yells at Humphry

Yvaine Songsteel:

Kost: Humphry's large body sways as the bolt strikes true, but he still stands.

Dr Catriona: "Come and have a delicious half elven meal!" she yells at Humphry, waving her arms.

Kost:

Dr Catriona: (theres no more darkness?)

Kost:

Dr Catriona: (it is)

Kost: The fire hits, but Humphrey remains standing against ALL LOGIC!

Dr Catriona: She blows out part of its stomach.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Yvaine Songsteel:

Dr Catriona: "Fight me, you goon!" she squeals angrily at Humphry, hoping to draw attention.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Kost:

Dr Catriona: Bogart takes fire damage

Wolfe: Wolfe draws in a slow, deep breath. Everything hurts at this point. It's hard to focus, it's hard to keep himself centered, but there's a lot of anger boiling inside the Half-Orc at Kost and his actions.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Bastards!"

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a single huff as he leaps through Humphry and Bogart -- an action the Ogre zombies would never expect!
He then power-slides through Ice and Fire and skids along the smooth, burning, icy-hot and steamy surface to skid into Kost's feet
"SURPRISE, FUCKER!"

Dr Catriona:  Image

Kost: Kost raises an eyebrow at the slidey orc. "Come to join your girlfriend? I can send you there."

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: "She's not my gifrlend, you stupid cunt. And she's not dead, either."

Kost: The arrow strikes true, and again to top snaps off, but the runes still glow.

Dr Catriona: (fire damage to the thing)

Kost: Kost leans down and picks up a glowing stone into the palm of his hand. "Get the fuck." His puts a boot at the orc's face. "outta my way, cretin."

Wolfe: Wolfe grabs his boot and pulls hard to trip him.

Kost: "Filthy orc! It does not matter...I have it! The lost stone of....."

Yvaine Songsteel:

Dr Catriona:

Wolfe:

Kost:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Kost: Time seems to slow as you watch a cloud of smoke emerge from the stone in Kost's hand, it forms into a large woman standing well over six feet tall. As she becomes solid a blade materializes in her outstretch arm. As if already propelled forward the dagger lodges into Kost's chest. While it felt like minutes, it all happened in an instant.

Dr Catriona: "Whaaaaaat isssss going onnnnnnnnn?"

Wolfe: Wolfe blinks, uncertain what is going on. He doesn't feel drunk still.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Mask's beard." Raithe whispers.

Kost: "I...." He coughs before he dies.

Jghara Imustreau: The woman is dressed in a dark, long, flowing, ball gown. Her hair, a dark almond color, is done up in a fancy bone crown. Her eyes narrow as she slides the body off his weapon, she looks around to each person in the room. The woman's eyes fall back to the body on the floor before bending down and picking up the stone and wiping her dagger off on his back. "Treacherous Dog…."
The zombies fall limp at the death of their master.

Raithe Moonstrike: "What is this madness?"
--End Session 10-
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 11:08:03 AM
--Session 11--

Levinath (GM): The Necromancer, Kost has been defeated, and Hjalkohm and Tealina rescued! Though, the necromancer's death was not by the party's hand. Who is this newcomer? Friend or Foe? What has the Thayan discovered?

Westra Goldbrook: Westra remains unconscious on the mine floor.

Wolfe: Wolfe growls, on the last thread of life, as he slowly gets to his feet with ichor-covered blade in hand. "Thanks for the help." He pulls out a healing potion from his belt (two left after this) and walk over toward Westra's limp form.
"I wish I could have someone take a fucking drawing of this for posterity." He mutters as he kneels next to Westra and dips a hand under her head, holding it up while he uncorks the bottle with his teeth. Spitting out the cork, he then pours it down Westra's mouth as he holds her head back.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sputters awake with a start.

Jghara Imustreau: The woman looks at the room, and then to the stone frowning. "Where is that fool Aumar and his lackey?" The dagger is still held in her hand, and glows with a violet light.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine backed away after casting her Spare the Dying cantrip to give Wolfe room to administer his potion.

Dr Catriona: Catriona rests both of her fingers on the corner and peers into the room like a kid looking under the bed for monsters.

Westra Goldbrook: She seems shocked to realize it's Wolfe crouching over her, and makes haste with standing up under her own steam.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Presumably dead," the cloaked woman in black announced.

Jghara Imustreau: She walks around the pillar and looks down the hall, pointedly at the Doc.

Westra Goldbrook: "Gratitude," she murmurs. "Who is this?" she asks, catching sight of the stranger among them.

Wolfe: "Yeah, you owe me 50 gold." Wolfe slowly gets to his feet, slowly being the key term.

Dr Catriona: "I'm ...quite flummoxed as to what is happening."

Wolfe: "Who the fuck is Aumar? Is that that guy you just shenked?" He gestures to Kost.

Jghara Imustreau: "Who am I?" She scoffs, her voice raising. "WHERE IS THE WIZARD AND HIS BODYGUARD?! TELL ME BEFORE YOU SHARE YOUR FRIENDS FATE!" She points to Kost.

Yvaine Songsteel: "No idea," the darkly clad woman says to Westra. Yvaine presumably is looking at Jghara curiously. "Madame, what wizard are you referring to?"

Wolfe: Wolfe blinks at the raised voice. He sighs and, shaking his head, moves to loot Kost's body.

Raithe Moonstrike: "We're not dead. We're actually not dead." Raithe said. "Didn't you just kill the wizard?"

Dr Catriona: "Perhaps the fumes of this mine possesss mind eroding properties."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra just looks confused.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine's hooded head bobs in agreement with what Raithe said. If Westra is not on her feet, Yvaine offers her a gloved hand and attempts to steady her.

Jghara Imustreau: The woman rubs her temples. "Elminster." She sighs out. "......Aumar." With a who doesn't know that look on her face.

Dr Catriona: The half elven doctor ambles over to Kost's body (if it is still about)... and inspects it.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Pardon, Madame," she says to Jghara, "I have no idea who it is you're talking about."

Wolfe: "Elminster's dead. He died in the fuckin' Spellplague."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Like I said, no idea who that person is."

Jghara Imustreau: She eyes the half orc. "This. Is....post..spell plague? What year is it Orc?"

Wolfe: Wolfe growls. "I'm not an Orc."

Levinath (GM): Wolfe finds nothing of interest on the Necromancer save his staff.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Oh, dear."

Wolfe: "And I don't know what year it is, I'm drunk half the time."

Jghara Imustreau: "Estimate."

Wolfe: "Uh....73?"

Yvaine Songsteel: While the Not An Orc converses with the woman, Yvaine eyes his injuries, plotting ways to attempt to heal him.

Dr Catriona: "1385 Dale Reckoning."

Wolfe: "That's the one."

Dr Catriona: "A suboptimal calendral dating system, but widely used nonetheless."

Jghara Imustreau: Her eyes narrow. "462, curses." She mutters under her breath. She ssems to ignore more of the groups commentary.

Dr Catriona: Catriona leaves the half orc to his looting then and does not interfere other than observe visually the whole setup of the now defunct room. She gives this Jghara wide berth.

Westra Goldbrook: "How long have you been imprisoned there?" Westra asks, gesturing to the room from which the woman had emerged. "And who are you?"

Wolfe: Sighing, since this piece of shit didn't even have the decency to have coin on him to recoup his losses, Wolfe moves to sit against the wall. Tired and beat up, he pulls out his flask, uncaps it, and drinks.

Jghara Imustreau: She moves with a gliding grace as the woman walks over to the remains of one of the pillars and picks up several pieces, inspecting the runes. Her hands glow for a moment as she casts a spell on a piece.

Dr Catriona: "You seem busy. We could leave you to it, miss..."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, this has all gotten way too creepy for me."

Jghara Imustreau: "Far longer than I would have liked. " She responds to Westra. She drops the pieces and cleans off her hands before standing and turning to Westa. She offers a smile to the woman. "I am Jghara Imustreau, my Dear. And I suppose you would like my gratitude for unlocking me?"

Wolfe: "Naw, I know we already got it. You're welcome. Thanks for killing that asshole." He nods towards Kost. "I'd say we're even."

Dr Catriona: "Fascinating. You were trapped in there?" she points.

Wolfe: He then tilts back some more sweet, sweet liquor.

Dr Catriona: "That's not very becoming of the person who did that to .uh.. you."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra casts an unpleasant look at Wolfe for his comment, but then turns a softer glance back to Jghara. "Actually, it was the necromancer here who freed you. We were only here hoping to rescue some friends of ours that he abducted," she admitted, to clarify the situation. "How would this Kost have known to look for you here?" she asked, gesturing to the fallen necromancer.

Jghara Imustreau: "How do you travel with such an uncouth creature?" She asks Westra before turning to the Doctor. "Yes my death, but the wizards trickery. It appears these mythals suppressed me into imprisonment."

Westra Goldbrook: "Upwind, if possible."

Jghara Imustreau: He laughed and looked at Kost. "The Thayans never tired of flamboyant attire. Hundreds of years and they still wear that. At any rate, the wizard of the undead got his reward.I have been delayed for far too long. I will leave you to your friend searching. Miss....?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter," Westra supplied, with a nod of respect.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine watched the interaction silently.

Wolfe: Wolfe finishes his flask, finding that he's on empty save for one left, and growls as he stows it away to refill later. He doesn't rush to get up though, and just sits there watching Westra and Jghara with narrowed eyes.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will check the remaining bodies, if possible. He doesn't trust this Jghara person, deciding to let Westra handle the civility portion of the discussion.

Westra Goldbrook: "But we have found our friends unharmed," she adds, gesturing to Tealina & Hjal. "We will be leaving this place, now."

Yvaine Songsteel: The dark cleric leaned sideways to Wolfe and said in a low, curious tone. "Do you ever run out?" she asked, wondering about his drinking habit.

Wolfe: "Unfortunately, yes."

Yvaine Songsteel: "At your pace, I imagined you had some magically refilling jug. Perhaps one day."

Wolfe: "Gods, if I could be rewarded with that, I'd become a Priest."

Jghara Imustreau: He eyes narrowed in the instant Westra replied and she studied her further before responding. "Mmmm....what a peculiar group of individuals you are....a half orc, a human, a half elf, an elf, and an.....hmmmm...ye interesting indeed.."

Yvaine Songsteel: "I doubt it," the Cleric's shapely lips curved into an apparently amused smirk at Wolfe's notion. Yvaine's hooded head canted slightly to one side when Jghara paused, unspeaking of whatever she presumed Yvaine to be.

Jghara Imustreau: "Oh you even a dwarf and a halfling in the rear.....what do you all call your unique group?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arched a brow and followed Jghara's glance to Yvaine.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Trouble?"

Wolfe: "Temporary."

Jghara Imustreau: "Oh not for me dear, I sense you are the one with some trouble." She responds to Yvaine.

Yvaine Songsteel: It was impossible to see, but the woman's comment caused her to lift a brow. The visible lower half of her face remained stoic. "Is that so, Madame?"

Dr Catriona: With interest, Catriona looks into the 'prison', curious as to what kind of amenities it possessed..."

Raithe Moonstrike: "So, what's our next course of action? Seems like we've found everything we can in this place. Unless we want to explore that deep dark hole in the other room. By the way, I'd rather not to do that."

Wolfe: "There's a couple spots -- the zombies were digging through another bit of rubble. Maybe we'll find someone else like Jghara here."

Yvaine Songsteel: "It seems as though it would be best if we left this place, got some rest, healed our wounded."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed," Westra agreed, after Wolfe's comment. She looked back to Jghara. "We are but a temporary task force assembled by the Flaming Fist of Neverwinter to aid the people of Phandalin."

Wolfe: "Someone with a lot of booze, hopefully."

Levinath (GM): The doctor sees nothing like a prison at all, only a pile of coin and several items laying on the floor in the room. There is intricate, ancient writing along the walls, but the doctor is unable to understand what it all means.

Dr Catriona: "I suppose you are done with this prison then, ma'm? Miss? ... Lady...."

Jghara Imustreau: "Mmmm...oh yes....the dwarves and halfings are destroyed, Phandalin is now a human local."

Wolfe: "Sad the Dwarves are gone -- they make a good brew. Halflings, eh.. never one for smoking."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine tips her head, suddenly taking a single step towards Yghara. Her stare can be fully felt as the Cleric really seems to closely inspect the woman for the first time, trying to decipher if there was something familiar about her, or if she brought on that sense of de ja vu.

Raithe Moonstrike: "What's a Halfling?"

Wolfe: "Little human, hairy feet, eats a lot, smokes good weed."

Jghara Imustreau: "Lady will suffice my dear. That was not the prison, this was the prison." She holds up a glowing stone. "That is a shrine to Labelas Enoreth." She pauses for a minute and inspects Cat a bit more. "You would really fill one of these gowns quite nicely, have you ever tried? She motions towards her flowing, fluffy dress. Though I am sure the boys enjoy that tight thing a bit more, hmmm?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Huh. Sounds like they have it easy."

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts and gets to his feet, bracing his body against the stone wall. He shoots Westra a look for a moment then moves past her into the room that held Jghara's prison.

Westra Goldbrook: "Forgive me, but I'm not familiar with... Labelas Enoreth?" she says, haltingly

Wolfe: He goes to a crouch and starts to collect all the stuff Cat found.

Jghara Imustreau: Yvaine does find a moment after closely inspecting Jghara, that she has seen her before, multiple times, though she cannot place where. The woman looks back to her under the hood, and offers a smile.

Dr Catriona: Catriona blinks twice, then pushes her glasses up on her nose. "I uh... no. Not much one for formal events..."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine seems momentarily unsettled, but it would be hard to read on her obscured face. "Have we met?"

Jghara Imustreau: She sighed and responded to Westra. "Aren't you Goldbrooks supposed to be well educated? When the green elves migrated to the Yuirwood, Chronos became an aspect of Labelas Enoreth. Perhaps that is a name you are more familiar with?"

Wolfe: "No, because we're not fucking four hundred years old!" He calls out from the other room.

Dr Catriona: She raises her eyebrows at the significant lack of chill this Jghara has against Westra.

Jghara Imustreau: She gives Yvaine a coy smile. "Not formally, I do believe."

Westra Goldbrook: "We are extremely well educated, but concern ourselves primarily with the more immediate and relevant concerns of human history.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe locates a pile of coin, a seemingly empty leather sack, a bone scroll case with a scroll inside, and a ring inside the room.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Informally then?" she asks unwavering.

Westra Goldbrook: "I am less familiar with the history of the elves, green or otherwise."

Dr Catriona: ((Now is Westra's chance to seal Wolfe in))

Wolfe: Wolfe stuffs all that shit into the empty leather sack and picks it up.

Jghara Imustreau: The leather sack seems to gain no weight as the items disappear into the bag.

Wolfe: "Huh..., Nice."

Dr Catriona: Again, another beats her to a point of interest. With a slow pace, she moves near Raithe and says... "Would it not be prudent to depart..."

Raithe Moonstrike: "It would be, but we won't be leaving until right about the time she tries to kill us. Then we won't be able to."

Wolfe: "Hey Westra, I found a bag you can fit into." He says as he comes out of the room.

Dr Catriona: "That ... doesn't sound like a good way to do things..." she replies.

Wolfe: "It won't even get heavy stuffing you into it."

Jghara Imustreau: "Perhaps you should spend more time studying and less time being someone else's mercenary, Dear. At any rate, I have tarried far too long and I have much to do. Do have a good life." She turns to walk from the room.

Dr Catriona: She again gives wide berth.

Raithe Moonstrike: "No, it's not a good way to do things. But it's a disturbing habit we've picked up."

Yvaine Songsteel: The Cleric is fixated on Jghara and as she moves to leave, Yvaine follows. "How do I know you?" she asks again in a low, raspy, but stubborn tone.

Dr Catriona: Catriona tenses as the odd lady whisper-taunts her on her way out.

Jghara Imustreau: "Good things come to those who wait, my Lovely. Keep that hood up." She says as she continues walking.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Or how is it you know me?"

Dr Catriona: "Umm.." she looks after Yvaine's departure. "I .. I don't know if that is wise..."

Yvaine Songsteel: There's a growl on her lips. "You've waited 400 years to be set free. I don't have that time. Please tell me."

Wolfe: "We gonna explore the rest of this place? Might have some more shit down here."

Dr Catriona: "I don't know if she is of sound mind. A reminder, she asked me along because she was subject to visions.... Not normal..." adds Cat, lips forming a line and she looks off to the side.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Definitely not of sound mind. She's probably insane."

Wolfe: "Who the fuck cares if she is? She heals us and shoots shit trying to kill us."

Dr Catriona: "Shouldn't we get your rally quiet friends over there to someplace to recouperate?"

Wolfe: "Fuck them too. They're not my friends."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Rude! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH RUFUS YOU BIG GREEN JERK?!"

Wolfe: "I fed him a fucking cow."

Dr Catriona: "I mean, I was just using the term friend in the broader sense of...non-foe."

Tealina Tealeaf: Growls at Wolfe.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh, our Lady Gnome is awake."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine returns, a curled lip and obvious expression of frustration on her face. With an angry cry of annoyance, she lets loose a swing of her thigh high booted leg, and kicks a skelly skull across the room.

Wolfe: "He's upstairs, watching the door."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches with an uncertain eye while Yvaine harries the retreating chronomancer. She glances to Wolfe, equally skeptical about his plan. "Have we not already ventured down every tunnel we've encountered? I feel like we have exhausted this place. Have we not?"

Tealina Tealeaf: "Halfling! I am gone for one day and you forget what I am? Basic Halfing Rights!"

Wolfe: "Naw we missed two spots."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wait a second. Wait second. You're a Halfling?" Raithe asks.

Wolfe: "There were all the rocks that the Zombies were trying to excavate and another tunnel we didn't take."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Is this 'Free Apples' thing a Halfling thing?"

Tealina Tealeaf: Humphs. "Everyone is...rude. to. me."

Wolfe: "Just give me an hour to rest up and I'll be good to go again."

Yvaine Songsteel: Her mood, coupled with her strange air makes the short (in spite of her heels) woman seem unnervingly intimidating.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra seems about to respond to Wolfe, when Yvaine returns and kicks a skull about. "Are you unwell?" Westra asked.

Yvaine Songsteel: "I have no magic left," she says in a growl. "If I'm to be any use, I'll need a proper rest." Her head jerked towards Westra, but under her hood it was hard to tell what was going on. "In a manner of speaking, Miss Goldbrook."

Westra Goldbrook: "What's happened?" she prompted, when Yvaine stopped speaking.

Dr Catriona: Catriona muses to herself in a bit of self-talking muttering.. "The bizarreness is at critical mass..."

Yvaine Songsteel: "I know that woman, and she knows me. But she's been imprisoned for hundreds of years. It makes no sense. We should find a place to take a proper rest if we're to continue," the dark Cleric insists.

Westra Goldbrook: "One of your visions, perhaps?" she says, arching a brow.

Wolfe: "Good a place as any." Wolfe says with a yawn and closes his eyes, leaning his head back against the wall.

Raithe Moonstrike: "She's been imprisoned for centuries. I bet she knows the king of Talashar, too."

Yvaine Songsteel: "I don't know who that is," she replies without humor to Raithe.

Dr Catriona: "They actually have a merchant oligarchy, not a monarchy."

Yvaine Songsteel:

Raithe Moonstrike: "My point is, that woman is insane. Whatever she says she knows is suspect. She's probably making it up."

Dr Catriona: "Don't those two need proper medical attention?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "They do." he said.

Tealina Tealeaf: "I'm fine I have.....HEY! WHERE ARE MY APPLES?!"

Dr Catriona: "And the necromancer is dead. Is there a reason we are not returning to the surface?"

Wolfe: ZzzzZZzZzZZ
Wolfe somehow gets intouch with his inner bad-ass, looking right as rain after he takes a little nap against the wall. He hands Westra two more healing potions. "Drink these."

Dr Catriona: Catriona, finding her words fall on deaf ears, moves over by the chamber to the north and sets up her WEENIS to take some readings while she waits.

Wolfe: "Now you owe me a hundred and fifty gold." He smirks and moves to the front. "Let's go, kids!"

Westra Goldbrook: "I'll pay an extra fifty gold if you'll bathe at the first opportunity," she mutters, touching a hand to her nose as Wolfe moves away.

Levinath (GM): This area was recently extremely concentrated with magic, while readings are still much higher compared to any regions the Doctor has investigated, it appears 'The Event' reduced the concentration by 78.71%

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine had herself a proper temper tantrum then spent the hour ignoring everyone until it was time to go.

Wolfe: "I'll take a bath for fifty gold. If you want, you can scrub me down, Princess."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe rested for a moment.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Gross."

Westra Goldbrook: "We can, at the very least, look into that rubble pile on the way out. Let's be done with this place."

Wolfe: Wolfe chuckles to himself, pulling Talon free as he goes.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Agreed."

Raithe Moonstrike: "The sexual tension in this area could be cut with a knife." Raithe murmured, walking along.

Dr Catriona: She packs puts the WEENIS away after it does its job, responsibly.

Wolfe: "Let's circle back on the rocks after."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine managed to stop herself from replying to the male Elf's commentary.

Levinath (GM): Thick webbing covers the room as you round the corner and continues around another corner. You see the bodies of several centipeds and zombies wrapped in webbing and drained dry. One zombie still moans and wiggles loosely in its wrappings.

Yvaine Songsteel: Though she wouldn't mind a little sexual tension...as if she knew what to do with it.

Wolfe: "Uh. Why'd it have to be spiders. I hate spiders."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Foul."

Dr Catriona: "Spiders? Why are we disturbing spiders?"

Wolfe: He stows his sword for a moment, then pulls free a torch from his pack.

Westra Goldbrook: "Could some of the doctor's fire effects burn away the webbing, perhaps?" Westra proposed, making a face as she encountered the new room.

Wolfe: He alights the torch and then places the flame against the webs.

Westra Goldbrook: "Or that," she murmured.

Wolfe: Wolfe will then move along the wall, burning away the spider-webs.

Dr Catriona: "What are you two doing?"

Levinath (GM): The ancient webs bursts forth in flames, the oxygen from the hall blowing back into Wolfe's face. He takes 2 fire damage.

Wolfe: "Ow!"

Dr Catriona: She sees the hallway light up briefly.

Levinath (GM): Screeches and screams of the beasts within can be heard by everyone in the hall as the room alights in a blazing inferno.

Wolfe: "There's a bunch of webs in here, and some sort of fucking wind tunnel!...oh and..."
"...oops."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That isn't comforting. Let me guess. It's time to fight again, isn't it?"

Wolfe: "Yup!"

Dr Catriona: "Why must such things be what they strive for?!" she asks no one in particular.

Levinath (GM): A giant flaming spider comes from around the corner, on the wall and charges into Wolfe from above.

Wolfe: "HOLY SHIT!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nocked an arrow and fired at the spider.

Westra Goldbrook: Startled by the sudden appearance of a flaming spider, Westra slashes at it instinctively ...but she totally doesn't LOOK scared. Totally.

Dr Catriona: The doctor scuttles forward in a rush, yanking at her BOOMER. If you know what I mean.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets tackled by a fuzzy flaming bleeding spider

Dr Catriona: She cocks the weapon and it frosts over with ice energy and she shoots it at the Giant wolf spider in the distance. "I'll try to slow their advance. NERTS!"

Levinath (GM): More flaming spiders surround their brother in name.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine moves around the corner to try to snipe one of the spiders off of the ballsy, loud mouthed, drunken Not An Orc. With the amount he takes, it's no wonder he drinks. Once she shoots, she tucks back behind the corner again.

Levinath (GM): One flaming spider runs around the corner to the juicier targets.

Wolfe: Discarding his torch, Wolfe pulls free his sword and takes on a disciplined stance. "There's only death. Mine..." Slash. The spider falls apart. "Or yours." With a single swing of his sword, Wolfe dispatches three spiders.

Dr Catriona: She spins the BOOMER and it gains its fiery blew glow once more. "Double nerts!"

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a slow, deep breath as he takes his Second Wind

Levinath (GM): As the spiders are dispatched the flames within the room die down and burn out.

Wolfe: "See? Nothing to worry about."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolls her eyes and moves further into the room, waving away some of the foul-smelling smoke with a cough.

Wolfe: He takes out a cloth and cleans off his ichor-covered blade, sporting a few small cuts and burns,

Dr Catriona: "Something really is in the air..."

Wolfe: "Dying's the easy part."

Levinath (GM): Westra finds writing along the Western wall. Their friendly, sleepy Dwarf translates it for the group. "Gorm Gulthyn guide thee North" Other than the writing, Westra finds nothing other than charred spider refuse.

Dr Catriona: She takes a giant spider ichor sample.

Westra Goldbrook: "What in the name of the Light is a Gorm Gulthyn?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "How do we keep getting into these situations?"

Levinath (GM): The Dwarf does not know other than he is a dwaven god. Westra, however knows Gorm Gulthyn was also known as Fire Eyes, Lord of the Bronze Mask and the Eternally Vigilant. He was held as a god of watchfulness and the guardian of all dwarves. The group finds nothing other than spider parts within the room.

Wolfe: "Well, we're in a maze of monsters and dead shit, Raithe. And we keep walking around." Content with his exploration he walks back to the other room.

Westra Goldbrook: "A dwarven mine, actually," Westra corrects. "Jgartha said this area belonged to the dwarves and the halfings, once."

Wolfe: "CAT!" He calls back over his shoulder to the nerdy professional.

Dr Catriona: "Where?!"

Wolfe: "As in you!"

Dr Catriona: "Oh .. me... I am not a.. I understand...

Wolfe: "Do you got something to blow open these rocks?" he gestures toward the pile the zombies were clearing out.

Dr Catriona: "That would require alot of time or something with much more explosive power than anything we carry."

Wolfe: "...Is that a yes?"

Dr Catriona: "No. You can go at it with a pick, if you like, though."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine feels frustration at the fact that she can't heal Wolfe's wounds...again, and quietly broods on it to herself.

Dr Catriona: "It would take several hours, though you seem to enjoy being down here so I assume you are keen on the idea?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra feels zero feels about being unable to heal the assholes wounds, on the other hand.

Wolfe: "Sure. You guys make camp up top. I'm gonna start digging." He goes and finds a rusty pick.

Westra Goldbrook: "That tunnel was collapsed before the zombies were piling rocks onto it. There had to be a reason they were trying to so thoroughly cover it, no?"

Dr Catriona: "That sounds dangerous."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine also wishes she could heal Westra as well. However, when he volunteers to dig, she raises a brow.

Wolfe: "That's what our job is all about, Cat!" He calls over his shoulder as he finds some rusty picks. He then tosses one to Westra. "Come on, Princess, show me what you got."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sheds enough of her armor to have free movement, and finds a pick for herself to use.

Dr Catriona: "Doesnt a job like... involve... payment..."

Wolfe: Wolfe does the same -- which is unfortunate for Westra as it kept the flavor in, as it were.

Yvaine Songsteel: The Cleric can be seen biting her lip and clenching her fists as though she wished to help. She says nothing, however, knowing she would merely be in the way.

Wolfe: "That's what I'm doin, Cat. About to get paid."

Levinath (GM): After a loooooong hour for Westra and Wolfe, they clear half the rubble, allowing about a four foot opening in the collapsed doorway.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine helps with Westra's armor though.

Dr Catriona: If there is an hour again, she erects her WEENIS.

Wolfe: Grunting, sweating, swearing, annoyed, he tosses the pick aside and redons his armor. He is visibly dirty(er), but seems triumphant and in a good mood about the whole thing.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra murmurs her thanks. She works without complaint (verbal complaints, at least. Facial expressions were something else) until the path is cleared. She then, with Yvaine's help, replaces her armor and proceeds.

Dr Catriona: The WEENIS is indeed fully erect.

Wolfe: Talon drawn, he stands ready to proceed. "Alright, looks like we cleared a path!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Helm preserve us," she prayed, beneath her breath.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine mutters a follow up to Westra's prayer.

Levinath (GM): The WEENIS reveals no inherent magical energy in this area, it can discern that that last two disruptions within this area were several years ago and a second one over 450 years ago. The first disturbance was related to the magical weave and the second was a temporal distortion. This room is thick with dust, the first several people that enter find themselves coughing through the thick dirt that hangs in the air. The doorway having collapsed hundreds of years ago, has seemed to let no air flow into the area as it is stale and dry. Three orbs rest around an alter at the north end of the room on pedestals.

Dr Catriona: She records that in her journal, making a variety of different faces as she considers the findings.

Wolfe: Wolfe coughs and hacks but then finds himself in the room, scanning around it slowly.

Dr Catriona: "Oh hey, they are done."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra waves some of the dust away from her face, coughing as she enters. She, too, takes a careful look around

Wolfe: With his superior breed Darkvision, he looks for anything that someone may not catch in first glance.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes to investigate the orbs.

Dr Catriona: She packs up the device once more and stows it.

Yvaine Songsteel: Having learned her lession, Yvaine sticks close to the walls and near the rear of the group.

Yvaine Songsteel: Because she clearly knows and sees nothing.

Dr Catriona: She coughs a little at the air. Allergies and whatnot.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe knows this used to be a forge, storage area, and some kind of worship area for the mine.

Yvaine Songsteel: She watches the crafty elf slink around and inspect things while hanging back with her friend Cat.

Westra Goldbrook: "Take care, Raithe. There is no telling what arcane defenses may be about."

Wolfe: "Only Dwarves would put an anvil in the same place as a temple."

Levinath (GM): The orbs are about a foot in diameter, covered in thick dust.

Yvaine Songsteel: EVEN THOUGH CAT USES THE TERM LIGHTLY.

Westra Goldbrook: "Dr. Wicker, would that device of yours tell us anything about these orbs?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Will do, Westra. These look a little bit like the ones the necromancer had. Hopefully they don't mess with magic like those did."

Dr Catriona: "Not sure, but let me see them." She attempts to discern their nature.

Wolfe: "Hey, who knows when magic-fucking orbs could be of use. If you guys could figure out how to work them, could be handy against the Wizard we're going after."

Levinath (GM): Cat is able to discern these orbs are able to store magical energy for a short time.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Wizard we're going after?"

Dr Catriona: "There was a Weave affecting event here some years ago, that much I detected. " Beat, "These seem to be like... storage units for arcana."

Westra Goldbrook: "He calls himself the Black Spider," Westra said, while she studied the room

Dr Catriona: "Short lived."

Wolfe: "Yeah, Westra, Raithe, and I are going after a Wizard who was fucking up the town. Him and his red bandana goons."

Westra Goldbrook: "Do you think you could charge them?" she asked the doctor.

Yvaine Songsteel: "What is it you are all here to do then?" she asked, realizing she never asked about the aim of the rest of the party before she and Cat joined.

Levinath (GM): The Doc is able to see more writing on the alter, which Hjalk can read as saying. "Abbathor guide your search."

Wolfe: "Kill the undead that were in the area."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Ah," she said to Wolf's answer. "Amenable."

Dr Catriona: "Me? I am not a wizard."

Hjalkohm: "Abbathor is the Great Master of Greed. Those who fallowed him prized gaining wealth above all else."

Dr Catriona: Catriona looks around the room if the orbs have some kind of charging mechanism or somethiing. Like a cell phone cradle.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I would like to hear more about the good lord Abbathor."

Levinath (GM): Cat is not able to find anything to charge the orbs.

Hjalkohm: "Tis an evil diety."

Dr Catriona: "The orbs remain a mystery."

Westra Goldbrook: "They would pray to the god of greed here," she realized, looking at the altar.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine bristles slightly.

Westra Goldbrook: "Fitting, in a mine, perhaps."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh. Well, uh, that's terrible, then."

Dr Catriona: "But why block off the chamber?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "We should go."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed, it does present a puzzle. Perhaps we should take the orbs with us? They might come in handy later."

Wolfe: "Yeah. I didn't dig for an hour for nothing."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Perhaps you did. If it is as the dwarf says, we should leave it and be done with this place."

Dr Catriona: She gives the orb back to Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: "Do you have any magic you can apply to the orbs?" Westra asks Yvaine, suddenly curious. "Any sort of magic. Just to see the effect."

Yvaine Songsteel: "I told you earlier. I have no useful magic left. I could, after a rest perhaps."

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over and grabs an orb.

Dr Catriona: (thats what she said)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes a "hmm" face, and eyes the other orbs.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe jerks the entire pedestal free from the floor, the orb remains snug on the stone beneath.

Dr Catriona: "O....kay..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts and pulls the orb and pedestal up off the ground. "...What the?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Greed." Yvaine puffs at no one in particular though it seems prompted by Wolfe's shenanigans with the orb. In dismay, she lowers her face and turns to step outside of the room.

Wolfe: "I didn't mean to do that, I swear."

Raithe Moonstrike: ""That's....new."

Wolfe: He shakes the orb a bit. He tries to dislodge the pedastal

Levinath (GM): The orb will not release.

Yvaine Songsteel: She leans against the wall, and pulls her cowl down. Though unseen, she closes her eyes, and waits for the others to do whatever they are planning to do.

Wolfe: He tries to pry it free.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine has a crowbar. But no one asked.

Wolfe: "ANYONE GOT A CROWBAR!?"

Dr Catriona: "Botheration."

Westra Goldbrook: "You'll only break the orb."

Wolfe: "Feh. I don't think so." He taps it against the wall to see how resilient it is.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Good lord..." Yvaine sighs, deciding if she wants to volunteer hers for Wolfe's endeavor.

Dr Catriona: Catriona lifts her BOOMER and twists the latch to charge it with lightning.

Westra Goldbrook:

Yvaine Songsteel: Suddenly, a crowbar comes whipping through the air towards Wolfe from the doorway.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets hit by the crowbar. "OW! FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!?"

Dr Catriona: She levels it at the orb in the far back. "I can attempt to infuse it with an charge."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra fails to hide a snicker.

Levinath (GM): While the orb doesn't break by being tapped on the wall, it doesn't sound like it will withstand much more abuse.

Yvaine Songsteel: "You're welcome!" the woman's rough voice rasps back.

Dr Catriona: She looks at the weirdness going on with the crowbar.

Levinath (GM): Westra comes to the realization she saw writing on two other walls in the mines.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe, wait before you try that."

Wolfe: "...Hrm." He senses that it is a bad idea to use the crowbar on the orb and sets the pedastal down for the moment, bitching about getting hit with a crowbar.

Dr Catriona: "I can fire a current into one."

Westra Goldbrook: "Hjalkohm, come with me, if you would," she says, and gestures back towards the tunnel

Wolfe: "Fucking asshole cocksucking thinks its fucking funny..." Mutter Mutter

Westra Goldbrook: If the dwarf agrees, Westra will lead him to the other walls to have him translate the writing she saw elsewhere

Wolfe: He picks up the crowbar and puts it away in his pack.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Apologies, I haven't much of an arm," she says half-heartedly.

Westra Goldbrook: As she leaves, she asks the doctor to wait before trying her tactic as well.

Wolfe: "I guess fucking handing it to me was too difficult in your temper tantrum!"

Levinath (GM): The Dwarf and Westra find the two other statements say. "Marthammor Duin guide thee east" And "Berronar Truesilver guide thee west"

Yvaine Songsteel: "No tantrum, but yes. I did not feel inclined to walk across the room to hand it to you. I told you, I'm tired," she barbed lightly.

Wolfe: "You're tired."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Perhaps I was depending on your remarkable dexterity fair Half-Orc."

Wolfe: "Sune's fucking cunt. I've been stabbed, mauled, flambe'd, and spent an hour digging fucking rocks while you sat there. Suck it up."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Sat here?" she poised in return, some warning in her tone.

Wolfe: "We're almost done. Then you can go to sleep if what we're doing is too fucking hard."

Dr Catriona: "That is so graphic it almost sounds like a new language..."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Perhaps I could just leave you to it then. See how much nothingness you miss, dear."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra returns a bit frustrated, still having no idea about the orbs.

Wolfe: "Getting hit by crowbars versus not getting hit by crowbars."

Dr Catriona: "Mister Moonstrike, kindly move from the orbs."

Wolfe: "...Hrm let me think."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Next time, duck."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Let's not get too angry people. There's a good chance w'e'll need each other in order to not die."

Westra Goldbrook: "Enough," Westra says, her tone commanding when she returns

Raithe Moonstrike: He steps away from the orbs.

Westra Goldbrook: "Dr. Thank you for waiting. Please proceed."

Wolfe: Wolfe growls, biting his tongue but seems content to let it lay.

Dr Catriona: She levels her boomer at the farthest orb. "Testing in 3, 2...."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine grins to herself at the Orc's frustration. He was losing anyway.

Dr Catriona: Lightning

Wolfe: He takes a single step backward.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine pondered asking for the crowbar back, but figures with his current mood she'd dislike the results. She'll just take it next time he's on the ground.

Dr Catriona: A low yield charge of lightning arcs from the BOOMER towards the far west orb. "One."

Levinath (GM): Lighting shoots into the orb and it accepts the energy, glowing with a soft yellow light.

Wolfe: "Nice!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Good."

Wolfe: "Good thinkin, Doc."

Dr Catriona: "Well we knew it stored energy. The question is, what does it do with it?"

Wolfe: "Hey. Did Jolkhom say what the other statues said?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Try lighting all three. Maybe they accomplish something in sync."

Wolfe: "Or the other Dwarf rooms?"

Dr Catriona: "Perhaps all three form a circuit."

Wolfe: "What if they form a triangle."

Dr Catriona: "3, 2.... 1"

Westra Goldbrook: "They said Marthammor Duin guide thee east and Berronar Truesilver guide thee west, but I'm unfamiliar with those gods."

Levinath (GM): The middle orb glows with the same luminescence as the west orb.

Dr Catriona: Branches of lightning arc over the weapon and her arm as it releases a tesla-coil arc that charges the center orb. "I do not suppose you want to hold onto that while I charge it, Mister Wolfe. Perhaps return it to its fixture?"

Wolfe: Wolfe had already set down the orb. "Yeah, I don't wanna get zapped. Go ahead."

Dr Catriona: "With you, the question probably is best asked...hehe..."

Wolfe: "...."

Dr Catriona: "3, 2, 1....ZZZRRRT"

Westra Goldbrook: "Gorm Gulthyn, 'fire eyes' and lord of the bronze mask was north."

Westra Goldbrook: "If the inscriptions were indeed related to the orbs, it would then make sense that the northernmost orb would require fire of some sort. Though I've no idea what the other two gods represented."

Dr Catriona: "Oh nerts."

Westra Goldbrook: "Hjalkom, do you know?"

Levinath (GM): The third orb accepts the magic from BOOMER as well. The three glow in unison before discharging, each towards the middle of the alter. The lighting energy hits the stone, and dissipates. The three orbs sit dormant again.

Hjalkohm: "Nay, I must have slept through class that day."

Dr Catriona: "So do these gods all have elemental attunements? Or just the Fire Eyes one?"

Westra Goldbrook: "It would make sense if they did, though we've know way of knowing the other elements involved."

Yvaine Songsteel: Only half paying attention to this nonsense, she wracks her brain to see if she can offer insight...which she cannot.

Levinath (GM): The Doctor knows Marthammor Duin is a patron of lightning, and Berronar Truesilver is a patron of healing and holy magic.

Dr Catriona: "Hmm." She fires lightning at the eastern orb. Then she twists the dial on the Boomer so that it gains another setting. at the middle orb

Levinath (GM): The two orbs glow again, the north one glowing a deep ruby color.

Dr Catriona: "Miss Yvaine, can you send some restorative energy into the westmost one? That should complete the circuit."

Wolfe: "Westra can too."

Yvaine Songsteel: "No?"

Westra Goldbrook: "She's said she's unable. But perhaps I can."

Yvaine Songsteel: She tries to shoot some sacred flame at it begrudgingly

Westra Goldbrook: Westra attempts to channel the healing power of her faith into the orb. (Lay on Hands)

Levinath (GM): The orb takes her healing magics and glows with a white light.

Dr Catriona: "It need not be a significant expenditure. Eureka!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra steps back and looks at the glowing orbs.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Interesting."

Levinath (GM): As the three orbs discharge their magic into the stone, the alter glows with a white light, the wall to the southwest slides apart. The room is covered with small crates of rubies, sapphires, and other gemstones, Silver and gold ore sit in barrels and carts. A rack of spears, swords, and crossbows sits against the north wall. They all appear sized for Dwarves but appear in excellent condition.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's mouth slowly drops open.

Wolfe: "Hell yeah. That was worth all of this." He pulls out the crowbar and walks over toward Yvaine, handing it to her. "I forgive you."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, then. Let's figure out how to get all of these out of here, then!"

Wolfe: "As it so happens. I found something."

Dr Catriona: Dorky Shameless Celebration activated.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra walks among the crates, and then turns a smirk back towards the doctor. "Well done, doc."

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over and pulls out his new lightweight manpurse (bag)

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine takes the crowbar, but says nothing and her expression is blank.

Wolfe: He starts putting everything into his satchel. "This thing can hold all of it. We get to town and split it up."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will help him load things into the satchel.

Westra Goldbrook: WEstra nods, and begins to help pack things away.

Wolfe: "Or split it up while we make camp, if you'd rather."

Dr Catriona: "Umm... if taking any of the pointy things.... make sure you wrap the blades so it doesnt puncture your container device."

Yvaine Songsteel: She whispers a prayer to herself in a likely unknown language as the others raid the goodies.

Westra Goldbrook: "Likely better to wait until we've reached town, as I believe that bag will be the easiest way to transport all of this for now."

Levinath (GM): There are literally tons of unrefined gold and silver ore, but Wolfe is able to store all the gemstones within the bag, filling it up to near capacity.

Wolfe: "Sounds good." Wolfe agrees with Westra as he binds the weapons that aren't sheathed.

Westra Goldbrook: "But either way, this should buy a few spare healing potions, eh?"she remarks, with a rare grin for the half-orc

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will take a look at the weapons in the rack to see if there's a sword or other weapon that he can use.

Wolfe: "Yeah." He smirks over at Westra, seeming to temporarily share her mirth. "I figure that we can."

Yvaine Songsteel: The Cleric appears unmoved by the wealth and waits quietly for them to finish.

Dr Catriona: The barrels are all filled with gems?

Wolfe: Wolfe will pull up one of the casks of ale and will fill his flasks.

Levinath (GM): The barrels are filled with ore, the smaller crates HAD gemstones.

Dr Catriona: "Wonderbringer's cogs, I can totally now afford enhancement for the WEENIS." she says in delight.

Wolfe: Wolfe will pop open one flask and then take a deep, hearty swing.

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. And there seems to be more gold and silver than we can carry. We should establish some kind of provision to claim what remains."

Dr Catriona: She claps to herself and then recomposes herself.

Wolfe: When he's finished, there's literal tears coming down his cheeks. "Ahh... fuck... that's the good stuff. Yeah, and we can cut the town into it." He exhales slowly.

Dr Catriona: "The bag Mister Wolfe has has an extradimensional pocket within." she explains.

Raithe Moonstrike: "The rest of us can help carry the ore load. As much as possible."

Wolfe: "Can you imagine how better off those fuckers will be with all of this?"

Dr Catriona: "You want to bring the ore to the surface?"
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 29, 2017, 03:13:13 PM
-- Session 11, part 2 --


Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine watches the whole thing and mutters to herself, "The only two things you can truly depend upon are gravity and greed."

Dr Catriona: "And a shaft extension for my equipment." she says in response to Yvaine.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, damn. I guess we can go now. Let's go before our good luck runs out and that crazy woman comes back."

Westra Goldbrook: "That's a very charitable thought," she admits, surprised at Wolfe's insight. "This could rightly change their lives."

Wolfe: "There's no need for that, Raithe. The town could use all of that, and as long as we get a cut, we're all rich anyway."

Yvaine Songsteel: "I....don't know what that means," she says to the doctor.

Wolfe: "Besides this bag has made us all rich, too." He pats the satchel.

Westra Goldbrook: "I believe she's hoping to erect a bigger WEENIS," Westra supplies.

Wolfe: "...Heh I bet she is."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Again, I don't know what that means," deadpan.

Wolfe: "Only artificial devices can satisfy our Doctor at this point."

Dr Catriona: '"Actually, my goal is to have it be effected when held in hand."

Westra Goldbrook: "Let's be out of here. I'm itching for some clean air, and I could stand to sleep for a day solid, I think."

Wolfe: Wolfe snerks.

Yvaine Songsteel: "..." sigh.

Wolfe: He then moves for the way out.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will take a sword from the rack and move on.

Wolfe: "By the way, Westra, when you were passed out I may have found some armor beneath zombie guts you may wanna take a look at and check out."

-- End Session 11 --
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on October 07, 2017, 07:25:13 PM
-- Session 12 --

Levinath (GM): The group has rescued their two allies and braved the mine for both riches and righteousness. After a much needed long rest they find themselves ready to depart the following morning. The sun is shinning and a soft sea breeze blows from the west.

Wolfe: Wolfe is standing fully equipped and ready to roll. Armed with his shiny new ring, his bag of holding full of his gems, and only a minor hangover, the Half-Orc seems in good spirits.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine remained mostly to herself, though when Cat rested, Yvaine kept close by. She (presumably) slept, took her watch as needed while the other "Watch"ers took their rest, and stood, all gear in hand to wordlessly signify she was ready to go when the others got moving.

Levinath (GM): The group finds its way to Cronyberry easily with the help of the two new women having been there the day prior. They easily navigate their way to the area described by the priestess. The forest grows dark and still as the trail winds deeper into the trees on the outskirts of the town ruins. Heavy vines and thick layers of moss drape the branches, and the air is noticeably colder than it was in the ruined village. Rounding a bend in the trail, you see a screen made from the warped branches of trees standing close together, woven into a domelike shelter in the shadows. A low doorway leads inside.

Dr Catriona: Catriona skirts away from the giant dog after having a brief sneezing fit.


Rufus:
"Ruff!"

Wolfe: Wolfe rubs Rufus's ear, scratching behind it. "That's a good boy."

Tealina Tealeaf: "Don't you touch him! Rufus come over here!"

Wolfe: "What the hell happened here?" He asks of the village.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks around the area, but remains quiet. He'll let the others take up the lead while he brings up the rear.

Yvaine Songsteel: As they approach the ruins, Yvaine finds the ledge of the ruined outcropping of what used to be a wall with a window sill. She hopped up on it, sitting sideways in the space with one long leg draping. She seemed to be taking a long look around, but mostly parking it until the others decided how they wanted to lure out a banshee.

Yvaine Songsteel:
"This place was washed away during the spell-plague," she tells the others in her raspy tone.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rose easily and was ready to go shortly after, slowing only for rations and morning prayers. She spent most of the trip in quiet reflection, considering all they'd experienced so far. When Wolfe asked about the odd ruins of Conyberry, Westra nodded to Yvaine's explanation. "Some sort of explosion, some arcane disaster," she added.

Dr Catriona: "Similar to that happened to my home." she says with a slightly raised eyebrow.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Damn spellplague. Ruining everything." Raithe said. Just more proof that very little good ever came from magic.

Westra Goldbrook: "Did the two of you explore there?" Westra asks Cat and Yvaine, with a gesture towards the strange doorway formed by branches

Dr Catriona: "I did not get far, I only worked at the outskirt."

Levinath (GM): This wooded area is slightly away from the town, for note.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Not particularly. Only enough to ensure it was safe while I waited for the Doctor to arrive."

Wolfe: "So, creepy shit could be all over."
"If there's a banshee, might be more undead, too."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded again. "The chill in the air does not bode well. Let us be on guard."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Likely not. But possible, yes...particularly regarding this Banshee."

Westra Goldbrook: Barring any indication that she shouldn't do so, Westra proceeds cautiously towards the doorway.

Dr Catriona: "But is well before sunset."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine continues to chill on her little perch like a graveyard statue.

Dr Catriona: "Don't banshees only come out after sunset?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "I've never met a banshee. I wouldn't know."

Wolfe:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Wolfe: "Eh, I can't remember."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: He pulls out his flask, opens it, and takes a swig.

Westra Goldbrook: "It's possible, but not always," she says.

Levinath (GM): As Westra enters the doorway, she finds a home of sorts is sheltered within the dome of woven branches. It is sparsely furnished with chests, shelves, a table, and a reclined couch, all of it old and of elven craft.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Like most things of that supernatural nature, they can likely appear when they wish, as other ghosts and haunts may."

Westra Goldbrook: "Hello?" Westra called out, not wanting to startle someone if the place was not vacant.

Dr Catriona: "But do they waaaant to..." she muses to herself about Yvaine's response.

Yvaine Songsteel: "That depends on the motives of the creature, Doctor."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks at Cat with a 'Wot' expression, mid-drink.

Westra Goldbrook: She gives an eye to the room, looking for indications about its owner.

Levinath (GM): As far as Westra can tell the 'home' is vacant.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe keeps his eye on the party's rear, making sure that they aren't surprised by...whatever the hell hangs out here.

Dr Catriona: (he likes big butts, that Raithe)
(thats why he wants the view)

Raithe Moonstrike:
(Just Cat's.)

Levinath (GM): Raithe sees nothing but empty village ruins.

Westra Goldbrook: "The Priestess did not indicate any specifics regarding the trade she wished us to make, as far as I recall. Has anyone heard any rumors about where this banshee supposedly accepts offerings?"

Agatha: The air grows cold, and a powerful feeling of dread grips you. A cold, pale light flickers in the air, rapidly taking on the form of a female elf in the dark home. Her hair and robes waving in a spectral wind she looks upon Westra. She might have been beautiful once, but a hateful expression twists her features now. "Foolish mortals," she snarls. "What do you want here? Do you not know it is death to seek me out?"

Dr Catriona: "Oh boy..." says Cat as they amble into the encounter without warning.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh, look. Someone else threatening to kill us."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Heavens," the Minister mutters, hopping down from her ledge and moving to peer at the spectre.

Raithe Moonstrike: "She must not have received the message."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks a little surprised, but he seems to calm down (booze gives you courage and warmth) as he regards the banshee, "There's three certainties in life: Death, Honor, and Hangovers."
"Right now I'm dealing with the last one. We're here to help you, maybe, lady."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes a step back, eyeing the specter as though it offended her with its existence. "We did not, in fact, know of any promise of death in seeking you. We have heard tell that you are knowledgeable in a great many things, and have been asked to seek your wisdom."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe can agree with Wolfe on two of those three being correct. Not bad.

Westra Goldbrook: She pulls the silver comb from Sister Garaele from her pack to have it in hand.

Dr Catriona: She removes the wax earplugs she made at the camp and rolls them in her fingers, as if expecting less than pleasant words from the Banshee.

Agatha: Her face is still contorted in anger as Westra makes her plea. "I am not here to be a diviner to serve at the pleasure of mortals."

Yvaine Songsteel:

Westra Goldbrook: "Not at the pleasure of mortals, but at your own pleasure. We would compensate you for your trouble, if you aided us." She held up the silver comb, not handing it over but allowing the woman to see it.

Agatha: "It would not be a pleasure to......wait....what do you have there woman? Bring it forth?"
(That was a command, not a question)

Westra Goldbrook: "A fine comb, offered from the sincere heart of a Phandalin villager seeking answers," she said. She would move nearer at Agatha's prompting, but still not only allowher to look, not take.

Agatha: "Oh it is a beautiful piece." Her scowl softened and he looked back to Westra. "I will answer on question, but think hard on your query for there will be no second." She holds out a translucent white hand towards the solider.

Dr Catriona: Catriona is surprised that work and her face shows it.

Agatha: (one)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra was silent for a beat, considering her words. "A mage named Bowgentle lost a spellbook in this region years ago. We seek to recover it. What can you tell us to aid us in doing so?"
Westra does not quite give the comb over yet. "Help us in good faith, and I give you my oath that you will have the comb."

Agatha: The banshee frowned and inspected Westra. After a minute of awkward silence she replied. "Of all my powers you ask of a silly tome." She lets out a disappointed sigh. "Bowgentle's spellbook was traded nigh one hundred years ago to a man named Tsernoth from the city of Iriaebor."
"Now pay the price that was promised." She holds out her hand expectantly.

Dr Catriona: "Does anyone else have a comb to trade?" she asks in a whisper to those nearest to her, oblivious to the facts of the current situation. She thinks the Banshee just likes combs... and with that hair, it isn't hard to believe.

Wolfe: "...Does it look like I have a comb to trade?" He looks over at Cat.

Westra Goldbrook: "As promised," Westra says, with a nod of her head. She drops the comb into the woman's hand.
"However, I would caution you that your location is not unknown, obviously. If it is exile you seek, you might relocate to somewhere less well-rumored."

Agatha: The banshee looks at it for a moment with eyes of longing before looking back to the group. Her anger returning, she ignored Westra's suggestion. "Begone from my home, mortals!" And with that, she disappears.

Wolfe: "So glad we went out of our way." /Drink

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, look at the bright side. We lived!"

Westra Goldbrook: "It was a simple enough request, now fulfilled," the Paladin said, turning to usher the others out of the woman's home.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Anticlimactic."

Dr Catriona: "I've no idea what just happened." she remarks just randomly, aiming to leave this Banshee's home as soon as possible.

Wolfe: "We met a restless spirit, and gave it something it wanted."
"And we found out...about some old guy."
He then turns to walk out.

Dr Catriona: "It still looked restled to me."

Westra Goldbrook: "You're welcome to go back in and create more of a climax, if you like," she intoned to Yvaine. "I'm going back to Phandalin.

Wolfe: "Shoulda asked where the Black Spider was."

Dr Catriona: "You should have brought another comb."

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm not in the habit of consorting with undead creatures for the sake of personal gain," Westra sniffed. "This was about helping Sister Garaele."

Levinath (GM): As they leave the gloomy woods, the party finds that it is still mid-morning. The trip to the village will take about half a day.

Yvaine Songsteel: She briefly considered going back to chat with the Banshee, and it might have been obvious by the tilt of her hooded head. Instead, she said, "You are my mission, not the Banshee. So I'll follow you to Phandalin. Surely, entertainment to be had by the looks of you."

Westra Goldbrook: "I believe we should stop by and speak with Barthen at the supply store on our way into town," Westra suggests, as they near Phandalin again. "To see if he's heard anything more on the Rockseekers or Aberik. Afterwards, we can give the Priestess news from the banshee. Has anyone given any thought to the matter of the Townmaster and whether we should help replace Harbin Wester?"

Wolfe: "Sure. Fuck the current townsmaster. Your boyfriend can't be much worse."

Dr Catriona: "I really did not sign up to take up civil action."

Wolfe: "I did. Fuck the current Town Master."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Why?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, Wester's clearly a bad idea. Don't know about the other guy, though. Maybe we should let the people decide who gets to run the town after Wester's out of power." he said.

Levinath (GM): The group approaches the village and finds it much as they left it. People move to and from doing everyday activities, and no one seems to bad an eye as they enter the small town.

Westra Goldbrook: "My boyf--? Now, see here, Wolfe. There's no need to be childish about the matter. And the man you insisted on treated so rudely was Daran Edermath. Harbin Wester was the glutton with whom Ser Hallwinter is staying."

Wolfe: "Wester was working with the bandana fuckers."
"He's corrupt piece of human garbage."
"I ain't being childish. It was just clear that he was interested in more than your polearm."

Dr Catriona: "Speaking of that, maybe a first stop would be dropping off your weapon at the smiths for repair?"

Wolfe: "Yeah if we're gonna fuck around here for a bit I'm going to buy a bath and collect my fifty gold from Westra."

Westra Goldbrook: "The Provision store is on the way into town, though I do intend to find the blacksmith as soon as possible afterwards," she says, nodding to Cat's suggestion.
"Ugh. Thank the Watcher," she mumbled.

Wolfe: "Easy money." He chuckles and throws back some booze.

Westra Goldbrook: "Agreed, Raithe," she says. "I suggest we speak to Barthen and offer to support removing Wester from power. I'd like to see how Barthen responds to the idea of a communal choice of the next Townsmaster. If he truly cares for the town over his own gains, he'll agree to it."
If no one objects, she'll lead the party to the Provision shop to do just that.

Wolfe: "Just about anything's better than Wester, so let's do it."

Elmar Barthen: "Ahhh! Prodigal champions of the village return! Successful I hope?!" The man says as Westra walks into the shop.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine has no idea the people their referring to or why, but she follows quietly along.

Wolfe: "...Fuck." Wolfe sighs. "I was so drunk at the time I didn't remember how annoying this guy was."

Dr Catriona: Catriona can only give Yvaine a look of being perplexed, though cant see if the look is returned. Damn that hood!

Elmar Barthen: The old man is balding and in his fifties, his tall lean build shows a man that works hard. "Ahh, I see new recruits!" He gives the Doc a big smile.

Westra Goldbrook: "Good day, Master Barthen," Westra greets the man. "We have dispatched the Redbrands, as well as the orcs at Wyvern Tor, indeed. We have come back to inquire whether you any news of the dwarven brothers?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine tips her face towards Cat, so at least she can presume she was acknowledged!

Elmar Barthen: "Oh, those lads. No they have no returned, and I daresay they would have been out of food for nearly a week." His face saddens. "Does not bode well, I am afraid. There are many dangers outside of town."
(A map, written in Dwarven, that includes locations such as Ironcliff Mine, Phandelver Village, Connyberry, Neverwinter, and roughly 20 different dwarven mines in the area.)
((Ironcliff Castle*))

Dr Catriona: Elmar's big smile was returned was responded with an awkward/confused look and hand-wave..

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks unhappy. "That is disappointing. We seem to be at a bit of am impasse. The source of the troubles with the Redbrands is a mage we believe to be at either Cragmaw Castle or Wave Echo Caverns, and we've no idea where either place are."
"However, we have seen for ourselves that Harbin Wester seems to have been in league with the Ruffians. We will help remove him from power. That said, it would be irresponsible of us to help another ascend to power in his place, considering how unfamiliar we are with the residents of Phandalin. We'd like to see some sort of election to choose the next Townmaster. How would you feel about that, Master Barthen?"

Elmar Barthen: The man scratches the stubble on his chin as he did the last time she asked about this. "Have naught but regulars in since you were last here. Afraid I have no new information, perhaps old man Edermath would be able to help you. He used to be a solider. Soldiers know about castles, right?" He shrugs.

Westra Goldbrook:

Elmar Barthen: He continues to rub his chin, though he pauses for a moment as she switches topics. "Hmmmm....seems fair. But how would we set that up?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe leans against a wall, taking a look around the shop.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine takes a moment to look around.

Elmar Barthen: Yvaine finds a small shop with general provisions, a few weapons, and some standard adventuring gear. A youth in his mid teens sweeps one of the isles.

Westra Goldbrook: "Something to think about, certainly. For the moment, however, we have some errands to see to. Tell me, does Phandalin have a decent blacksmith?" she asks, gesturing to her halberd.

Dr Catriona: With little comprehension of what these new comrades are doing, Catriona meanders about the shop like a kid, finding random things to pick up and examine and then set back down.

Wolfe: "An election isn't hard."
"You get everyone together, ask them to raise hands for one person over the other."
"Count the damn votes. Done with."

Elmar Barthen: "Suppose we could call everyone to the town green and have them nominate someone. Then take votes." He seems lost as Westra changes subjects again. "Oh, yer lookin at him. Though I have naught a forge for years. I have a few of the weapons from the caravan you rescued for me over there." He points to the wall where several swords,shields, bows, and a halberd rest.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm going t see if I can find Sister Garaele. Wouldn't hurt to let her know that we're back."

Elmar Barthen: "Best pickled eggs this side of Cormyr Lass! A steal at 5 silvers, aged at least 90 days." He shouts to cat as she picks up a jar.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs, disappointed, and goes to inspect the halberd. "Very well. I'll take your polearm then," she says. "And any healing potions you have left in stock. Raithe, if you'll wait a moment we can all go."

Elmar Barthen: "You cleaned me out last time, but considering what you did for us with the ruffians. On the house." He motions towards Westra with a smile.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Sure." Raithe said, moving toward the door, but not leaving the shop yet.

Elmar Barthen: "Don't get many with your skills around here, they are better equipped for pitch forks and clubs."

Dr Catriona: She whispers to herself.. "90 days..." and sets it down.

Wolfe: "Yeah well, if you're gonna want to be town master you may want to see about teaching them how to use a sword or two."

Elmar Barthen: "Perhaps we could use a man with good sword arm to teach them, too."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Maybe you can talk the old soldier into helping with that."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gives him a smile. "Well, that's very kind of you. Thank you, sir." She collects the weapon. "We will spread the word with the others in the town that there will be an election, and to see you for coordination of the event, if that is amenable to you? Since it will be a fair process, I would suggest Westin remain a candidate, so that no one may say he was removed without the town's backing."

Wolfe: "Yeah, get him to do something useful instead of trying to fuck Westra."

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over at Westra, confused.
"What?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Kindly withhold such disrespect."

Wolfe: "It ain't disrespect."
"It's just the truth."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Elmar Barthen: "Sounds like a right decent plan, I will make sure that he had a shot, though I can hardly say it will be fair after the past year." The man seemed to not hear, or ignore, Wolfe's outburst.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Wow."

Westra Goldbrook: She looks back to Barthen, waiting for his response so she can get out of this small shop.
"Very good. We will see you soon, sir."
With that she heads for the door.

Elmar Barthen: "Take care heroes!"

Wolfe: "Remember what I said." He points toward Elmar with the free hand.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine is visibly smirking as she sways lightly from heeled foot to foot near Raithe while the others interact.

Wolfe: He then goes back to drinking.

Elmar Barthen: He nods to Wolfe.

Wolfe: Following after the others outside he yawns.

Dr Catriona: She misses the departure and startles some to catch up.

Wolfe: "I'm feeling like that bath and a nap."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra leads the group across the street and south a block to the shrine where Garaele might be found.

Elmar Barthen: "You forgot the eggs, Lassy!" He shouts as she hurries out the door.

Wolfe: "I'm going to go hit up Stone Hill and get that started."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks to Yvaine. "So...you come here often?" he asks, giving an exaggerated waggle of his eyebrows.

Wolfe: "Come find me when you guys are done."
He then turns and walks off.

Raithe Moonstrike: "But no, really, Yvaine...you ready to help these people elect a new leader?"

Dr Catriona: "That is not required, mister." she says to Elmar.

Yvaine Songsteel: "No?" she said in a low, confused tone to Raithe.

Elmar Barthen: He chuckles and shakes his head as she runs off.

Yvaine Songsteel: Applicable to both comments, truly.

Dr Catriona: "So is this Priestess the one who cursed the banshee?" she asks toward Westra, not knowing the history.

Westra Goldbrook: "Not so far as we know," Westra responds. "I wasn't aware a banshee required a curse."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine is slightly torn. A bath and a nap sounded truly sinful, but she wasn't sure following Wolfe was the best idea if the others were going to be out and about.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe laughed. "No worries. 'Twas a joke." he said to Yvaine.

Wolfe: Wolfe will go to the Stonehill Inn, pay for a bath and a nice hot meal, and a room for the night.

Sister Garaele: As the group approaches, the priestess of Tymore can be seen praying at the small shrine in the center of town. She doesn't seem to notice as they draw closer.

Yvaine Songsteel: The edge of Yvaine's mouth turned up in a bit of a smile as she swung her face to Raithe, though that heavy cowl still covered the upper portion of her face, and more specifically, her eyes. "A joke? Ah. Well, what about you? I have little idea what's going on if I'm honest. You were quiet during all of that as well."
"Also, what's wrong with their old leader?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra will make a polite little cough noise from a distance, enough to let the Priestess know she had company, but not enough to truly interrupt if the woman was in deep prayer.

Yvaine Songsteel: She asked, circling back to his previous comment while they walked along behind Westra.

Sister Garaele: The priestess looks up and beams towards Westra. "Tymore be praised you have returned! Were you able to find her?!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Just letting Boss Lady handle the talking. People take well to Paladins and their bent toward law and justice." Raithe said, shrugging.
"Wester was in league with the criminals holding this town hostage. He let them rob and attack the people until we took them down." Raithe said.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine does pause to look at the Sister, bowing in polite reverence for another sister of faith.

Westra Goldbrook: "We did indeed. She traded us the answer to one question for your comb, though I'm sorry to say I don't know how much help it will be. The tome you seek was traded nearly a hundred years ago, she said. To a man named Tsemoth from the city of Iriaebor."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Do they?" Yvaine asked to follow up to Raithe's assertion about Paladins. "Wester? Is he related to Westra?" she cluelessly asked. "He sounds vicious. Who's running things now that he's dispatched?"

Sister Garaele: The elf's voice is soft and melodical as she speaks. She bows back to Yvaine, her smile never faltering. "Another woman of faith, I am pleased to have you in our town. Welcome."

Yvaine Songsteel: The darkly clad Cleric nodded at Sister Garaele, though her plump lips didn't betray much expression. "Blessings to you, and thank you."

Dr Catriona: She secretly wonders why this Sister Garaele is so hospitable with Half-Face Mcvaine over there.

Sister Garaele: The priestess turned back to Westra and looked at her for a moment before her lips began to move. Westra would soon realize she was repeating the woman's last words to memorize them. "Oh many thanks to you Lady Westra! That information helps more than you know. The Harpers will surely be able to track it down." She seems completely pleased with the information provided.

Raithe Moonstrike: (Oops. Should have been Westin.)
"Most of the time they do. People are quick to trust a paladin. They represent law and order." Raithe said.
"Westin's not related to Westra. He's a coward, getting fat off the work of others. Wolfe wanted to kill him, but he didn't."

Westra Goldbrook: "Good! I'm glad to hear it," she said, relieved to see the Priestess happy with what her comb had bought. "The woman did seem especially taken with that comb, Sister. Was there a special significance to it? Or did you just guess she would find it appealing?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "I suppose. In my experience some distrust a paladin due to their strict mores. But, I'm used to being around very ordinary folk with real problems...if I'm around any one at all," she confessed to Raithe.
"So this Westin is still alive?" she asked with a peculiar tone in her low, measured speech.

Sister Garaele: "It was of elvish make." She frowned for the first time since their arrival. "My father gave it to me nearly four hundred years ago, it was one of the few possessions I still have of my old life." She smiled again. "But...a small price to pay for such invaluable information."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine, only half paying attention to the exchange between Westra and the Sister seemed a bit surprised by Garaele's exuberance over a seemingly useless piece of intel.

Raithe Moonstrike: "He is, but I think that'll change. He'll probably get tossed out of office and then either die because he's useless or die because he knows too much." Raithe said.
"I hope these people pick a leader that isn't terrible this next time around."

Westra Goldbrook: "Well I am glad you are satisfied," Westra said, with a nod. "We should be off, then. But know that we have heard some complaints about your Townmaster's lack of response to the Redbrand threat while it troubled the town. There has been a suggestion made that he be replaced as townmaster. How do you feel about the matter?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine opened her mouth to speak to the Sister, but immediately clamped her mouth closed before she caused a problem by reminding the sister about mortal possessions and all that. Thankfully, while not the most socially adept, she caught herself before speaking out of turn. Perhaps that's one reason Yvaine was often silent.

Sister Garaele: She considered silently for a moment. "It would probably be for the best, Harbin has not done much to put the needs of the town before himself. I would certain trust your judgement in whomever you choose. You all are good folk, I am certain of it."

Yvaine Songsteel: She twisted her head on her long neck towards Raithe again. "To die of uselessness? Seems a fittingly tragic death for someone who seeks to bring ruin on others."
"Tell me then, what exactly is our role in picking this new leader, then?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Why don't you consider taking the job, Sister?" Raithe asked, his tone less cynical than with everyone else.

Westra Goldbrook: "We would not be selecting a new leader for you," Westra corrected, gently. "We have spoken with Barthen from the supply store, who is interested in the role. He has agreed to help facilitate an election of sorts to determine the new leader."
Westra glanced briefly at Raithe, a curious brow raised.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine paused, and tilted her head curiously at Raithe's comment to Sister Gareale.

Sister Garaele: Her eyes lit up. "Oh, well yes, that would be more diplomatic, what a great idea! Though I am sure some of the town may still look to you all for your suggestion. Most are simple people, unfamiliar with such politics as in the big city. I must say Master Raithe, I am ill suited to tending to everything this town needs, especially, its protection."

Yvaine Songsteel: At the term 'protection' Yvaine's spine stiffened and she seemed to be fully focused on the Sister.

Sister Garaele: "Are you all right my dear?" She looks to Yvaine.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, you could probably find someone willing to teach the people how to fight. There's a soldier here that you could make a lawman of some kind. Or you could pay a warrior like the Half-Orc who travels with us. He might find some honor in that." Raithe said, offering a couple of suggestions.

Westra Goldbrook: "Nevertheless, I'm sure Barthen would appreciate your insight in the matter," Westra adds. "If we can be of no more assistance, then we ought to tend to--" she started to say, pausing to look at Yvaine when the Priestess spoke to her.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine tries to get a better sense of the situation, specifically searching her memories for any visions tied to this moment. It seems significant, but she wasn't sure why.

Sister Garaele: Yvaine knows, somehow, that the Sister would never accept leading the group because part of the Harper's beliefs is that too much power leads to corruption.

Yvaine Songsteel: Without a word, a smiles slowly paints itself across her mouth, revealing a rather striking white smile. Her arm shoots out, touching Raithe on the arm to deter him from speaking further, and she says to the Sister, "Yes, I am well, Sister. Do not worry, Helm's will is here to help your city, and it just so happens that protection is one of his specialties. We bid you a good day. Be well."

Sister Garaele: She returns the smile. "Blessings to you all!"

Dr Catriona: Catriona scratches the side of her head some as she looks out of her element in this little intimate meeting.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe was, indeed, going to say something else. Instead, he pauses while looking back at Yvaine.
Seeing that the discussion has ended, Raithe will leave with the party.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra bids the Priestess farewell, and begins to make her way towards the Townmaster's Hall. "We should inform Westin that his tenure may soon be up. But first, perhaps we'll collect the reward for the dispatched Orcs."

Yvaine Songsteel: "We can still speak to this Westin, person?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Why tell the guy he'll be out of a job soon? I think the election will tell him that."

Westra Goldbrook: "Because ideally, he'll be part of the election."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Election? Seems like a waste of time if what Raithe has told me is true of him."

Dr Catriona: "This is less rife with discovery than I imagined."

Westra Goldbrook: "If the villagers are not doomed, then he won't actually be elected," Westra explained. "But allowing him to participate will prevent us from actually removing a party from power. The people will have removed him."
When she reaches the townmaster's hall, Westra pulls the poster advertising the reward for the orcs from the exterior and takes it in with her.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine huffed through her nostrils. "If he is treating the people as his enemy? And given what I've seen of these people? Doubtful."

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: "What is doubtful?" Westra asked, pausing to regard Yvaine.

Yvaine Songsteel: "That THESE people, who this man has been pushing around, exploiting and robbing...by all accounts...will be able to do what it takes while he still stands."

Harbin Wester: An old, skinny gentleman answers the door as Westra knocks. He ushers the group inside, recognizing them from their prior visit. The giant man half the group knows as Harbin, lays sprawled on a couch smoking a pipe next to the fireplace.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra purses her lips at Yvaine's summation of the people of Phandalin, but the door is answered before she speaks again. She shelves the conversation for the moment and goes inside to find Harbin.

Harbin Wester: He looks up to them and a quick scowl appears before he gives Westra a forced smile. "Oh, you lot again. Welcome, please come in." Sildhar cannot be seen in the room this time.

Yvaine Songsteel: She sighs, trying to drain any passion out of her tone and revert to that quiet wall fixture. "I know of bad men. Admittedly, I know little of politics or this place, so...please, do not fret." She quiets down as they move to enter this new place.

Westra Goldbrook: "The orcs have been dispatched," Westra says, to-the-point. She offers the man the poster. "There was a reward promised, and we have come to collect."

Harbin Wester: He sits up, and looks at the poster seemingly quizzically. "The orcs have been dispatched? All of them? Are you sure?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arched a brow, looking stern. "Would you like a demonstration of how it happened?"

Yvaine Songsteel: For the sake of everyone involved, Yvaine remains at the rear behind Raithe and Cat, her head bent so her face is not visible at all.

Harbin Wester: He legit squeaks. "Very good, let me get you your reward." He takes nearly half a minute to lift himself off the couch and finds himself winded as he waddles across the room to a desk.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks around the room for anything valuable.

Yvaine Songsteel: At this moment, Yvaine would rather being hanging with the half-orc. However, she can't shake the feeling there is something important to discover here.
Yvaine's gloved knuckles crack.

Harbin Wester: He opens a drawer and the sound of coins can be heard as he reaches in and withdraws a small sack.He walks back over to Westra and holds out a bag of coins."Here you are my dear. I believe our little village may finally be safe, thanks to you all!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank you. Now. Sit."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine does her best to be unseen and unnoticed in this moment.

Harbin Wester: Raithe finds this is the town hall of the village. There is a massive wooden table with padded chairs, several large extravagant couches and chairs, a fireplace and many matching, high end accessories.
He gulps and sits in a nearby chair.

Westra Goldbrook: "Because I am a woman of principle, I will afford you this one opportunity to be truthful and forthcoming with me. If you elect to not be so, I will leave and send back our greenskinned associate to conduct this conversation instead. You recall him, do you not?"

Harbin Wester: He only nodded as he visibly shook.

Dr Catriona: Catriona whispers to Raithe like a teenager in the back of a classroom who didnt know an question on a test. "Is... this group mobsters?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Were you or were you not complicit in the Redbrands' harassment of the village? Were you paid to do nothing to stop them?"

Dr Catriona: Whisper - "Is this one of those once you join, you cannot quit..."

Raithe Moonstrike: "No, but...between Westra and Wolfe, it can seem that way sometimes. We'll have to guard our virtue."

Dr Catriona: "type... organizations.."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I don't know the answer to that Professor. I've never tried to leave. I think they'd keep you, though."
Raithe waits for Harbin to lie to Westra's face.

Harbin Wester: The Townmaster was now white. "I....I.... couldn't do anything to stop them! We don't have soldiers! What was I supposed to do? I wanted them gone as much as the rest! I never took anything from them!" His hands were clamped in front of him. "Please...please don't kill me!"

Dr Catriona: "I seriously do not know if I am able to walk out prematurely of my own will without repercussions." she whispered back, not sure what to make of the elf's take.

Westra Goldbrook:

Yvaine Songsteel:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Harbin Wester: Harbin seems truthful to everyone.

Dr Catriona: Catriona sees peoples shaking down some random guy.

Raithe Moonstrike: Since Harbin is focused on not wetting himself, Raithe helps himself to the silverware, a few candles, maybe even a candalabra.

Yvaine Songsteel:
Yvaine suddenly appears next to Raithe and puts her hand on his wrist to silently stop him as he picks up the last piece.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sighs. "What? I was just making sure this stuff doesn't get bled on when the beatings start."

Westra Goldbrook: "Continue to be truthful and no one here will harm you. Do you have any idea where to find the man leading the Redbrands? Someone named Glassstaff, or someone named Aberik?"

Raithe Moonstrike: He puts the stuff back.

Dr Catriona: "I'll be at the Lio..no I will be at the inn. That's where I will be if needed for the rest of the day." She tkes a step back and almost trips on her way out. She goes to the Lionshield Coster, not the Inn. Zomg.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Noble of you," she says quietly to Raithe. "Rest assured, I don't think there will be any beatings." When he starts putting everything back, she stops his hand again with the same gesture, silently instructing him to go ahead and leave that last piece of silverware in his pocket.

Harbin Wester: "I DONT EVEN KNOW WHO THAT IS!" He falls to his knees in front of her seemingly unconvinced of her promise.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."
"Get up."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe smiles, but quickly buttons it up. It's a nice silver tray, shaped like a leaf. Victory!

Dr Catriona: "Cogs and bits." she exclaims as she hears the guy start yelling, increasing her pace.

Harbin Wester: "Please don't hurt me!" He falls to his stomach and legit grovels.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine puts her finger over her lips to gesture secrecy to Raithe, then turns after Cat when she turns to leaves. Westra has this in hand.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hey, Yvaine, level with me...do you think Doctor Professor Nice Legs actually believed that stuff about us being the mob?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Your town has lost faith in your 'leadership', Harbin Wester. There will be an election held soon in which the townspeople will vote on whom they wish to see as Townsmaster. Though you may participate if you like, I expect you to heed the results of that election and step down quietly if someone else is elected. Do you understand?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I was teasing her but...she looked a little pale. I mean, she's a half-elf so pale is a thing for them, but...more pale than she should."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine is currently scuttling after Doctor Professor Nice Legs, and when he turns to speak to her, he finds that she is GONE... LIKE BATMAN.

Raithe Moonstrike: "So that's what that feels like."

Harbin Wester: His groveling stopped instantly and he looked up to her. "What? Why would anyone do such a thing. The people love me!"

Westra Goldbrook: "If that is so, then the election will prove as much."

Yvaine Songsteel: The Cleric, having no interest in politics, stalks protectively after her Doctor.

Westra Goldbrook: "Is Ser Hallwinter no longer staying with you?" she asks, suddenly realizing the old man is absent.

Harbin Wester: He seemed to gain some of his stature back. "Yes, indeed it will." He took some time to find his footing and stand, then straightening himself. "Ser Hallwinter has departed for Neverwinter a day prior."

Dr Catriona: Catriona turns around when she notices she has a stalker. "Miss Yvaine. Fancy .. uh running into you here. How can I be of assistance?"

Harbin Wester: His chubby cheeks were bright red. "And....and...I think...."
"Until the election, I would like to not see your lot again!" He humphed at her.

Yvaine Songsteel: "You merely need to stay safe, Doctor. I'm here to help make sure that is the case."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra snorted softly. "You've no need to worry of that, I assure you. Good evening."
She turns to gather the others and finds only Raithe there. She blinks. "Where are the others?"

Harbin Wester: "GOOD DAY!" He huffs as she leaves.

Raithe Moonstrike: "They were intimidated by your power. They needed a moment."

Dr Catriona: Her walking stops and she pushes up her glasses some and squints in the sun. "That's kind of you but I don't need a bodyguard. I can deal with like... town.."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolled her eyes. "To the inn then, I suppose."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh, this ought to be good."
Raithe followed her to the inn.

Yvaine Songsteel: "I'm sure you can. You've proven yourself capable. Yet, here I am. Please, proceed as you wish."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Honestly, though, they think you were shaking that guy down."

Dr Catriona: "This has become a strange conversation. I am... uh... not good with chaperones..."

-- End Session 12 --
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on October 15, 2017, 09:08:23 PM
Session 13

Levinath (GM): Democracy in action! The Watchers have overthrown? The current town master and an election looms. Where will our heroes venture next? Will they search for the mysterious Cragmaw Castle or go brave the dangers of Thundertree?

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine continues to stalk Cat...as much as she's allowed?
For her safety and all.

Wolfe: Wolfe is having a hot bathe and a massage.

Dr Catriona: Catriona has a bit of exchange of words with Westra in dtrp.

Westra Goldbrook: Having resolved the matter with Catriona (for the moment), Westra looks to both Catriona and Yvaine, and Raithe, if he's still nearby. "Let us return to the inn, then. We should speak of our next course of action."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine listens to these words?

Dr Catriona: ((What time of day?))

Levinath (GM): (Dusk when you guys had DTRP)

Dr Catriona: ((if he pays extra for the Massage))

Yvaine Songsteel: "Was it the Inn where you were heading?" she asked. "An inn, a bed, and a bath sound amenable."

Dr Catriona: (So when do they meet at the inn?)

Westra Goldbrook: Barring objection, Westa will lead the team back to the inn. After commissioning a solid meal, the Paladin retreats to her room, cycles through her devotions, and then beds down for the night.
The following morning, she's up bright and early, back at the downstairs tavern for breakfast while she waits for the others to wake.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine tries to share a room with Cat if able. Or at least the one nearby.
And if unable, the one nearby Raithe...he needs to be looked after, apparently.

Dr Catriona: Catriona actually has a room with Linene, her cousin, but says she will return to the inn in the morning.

Levinath (GM): The group will find again that there are rooms for all at the inn. Phandalin is not a tourist hot spot it seems.

Wolfe: Wolfe sleeps by himself, seeing as he didn't succeed on his persuasion check on the masseuse. He will enjoy a full meal, his hot bath and massage, his bed and awake fairly early. He pays for his room and enough good liquor to fill his several flasks, and is out and about the town speaking to who's present about what their conditions have been in the last few days, seeing if there's a marked improvement.

Levinath (GM): Tealina and Hjalk stay at the inn with the group but seem uninterested in venturing out with them in the morning.

Yvaine Songsteel: If Cat is VERY insistent on parting ways, Yvaine will find a room, some solitude, a bath, and a deep sleep...so much as she can muster. Sleep and solitude, two of her favorite things were often harrying, unpredictable, and filled with visions beyond her control.

Levinath (GM): While people seem to hurry from the half-orc as he approaches, those he does manage to stop tell him briefly that the Redbrands appear to be gone and offer him a quick thanks before hurrying off.
Yvaine has found in the two nights with the Watchers, she has slept sounder than in recent history.

Westra Goldbrook: Assuming the orc is going to be reluctant to wake again, Westra pays the same barmaid to go and wake him via a bucket of water once more. She then sets about eating her breakfast and waiting for Yvaine, Raithe, and Catriona to show back up.

Wolfe: Wolfe is up before the bar maid can give him another bad.

Levinath (GM): The maid returns with a disappointed look on her face to inform Westra he appears already departed.

Westra Goldbrook: This confuses Westra. "Are you certain? He did rent a room here last night, did he not?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Having slept as sound as she has in some time, the irritable black-clad cleric of Helm is up early, waiting quietly at the bar. Though much of her expression, as always, is obfuscated, there's less tension in her frame and seems quite charming and even graceful in her interactions with the staff as she waits on the others to come together.

Levinath (GM): "Oh yes he did Ma'am, but it seems he had breakfast and left earlier this morning."

Dr Catriona: Linene thinks Catriona is a dork and generally seems to just put up with her. The doctor herself tends to a very routine grooming regimen before bed. Before she leaves to the inn, she spends an hour toying with some gadgets to better prepare them for travel.

Westra Goldbrook: "How odd," Westra murmurs. She then notices Yvaine's inexplicable presence at the bar, somehow having overlooked her before now. "Lady Songsteel. Join me, if you will," she invites, gesturing to the table before her.

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine lifts herself up off of her stool, hoisting from the heel of her boot hooked on the rung. She lowers herself to the floor with a cat-like elegance and moves wordlessly towards Westra and takes a seat. She takes the warm drink in her hands with her, setting it down in front of her. "Good day," she speaks softly.

Westra Goldbrook: "To you as well. Did you rest well?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Remarkably," she says plainly. "Yourself?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Sounds as ever," she affirms with a nod. "You have been quiet during much of the recent happenings, Lady. What do you think of the townmaster and the elections to replace him?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe gets a room, but only needs it for half of the evening. After his Trance, he's awake fairly early but spends time checking his gear and making sure that he's ready to move on the following day.

Linene: When Cat was finding her way out, her Aunt stopped her sternly and pointed to several parts and tools laying on the counter. "Catriona Wicker, gods be good. How many times must I tell you to you stop leaving your tools on my shop counter? I swear if you weren't my sister's daughter......" She disappeared back into the back as her voice trailed off.

Yvaine Songsteel: "I find myself not having an educated opinion. From what I see of the man, he is no shepherd and his flock is in peril. At best he is a farm hand. I know nothing about politics, but I can see a weak man as easily as the next. Did you not feel...powerful when you questioned him?" the cloaked woman asked the Paladin.

Raithe Moonstrike: He will arrive downstairs after he's collected all of his gear and comes downstairs to join the others.

Westra Goldbrook: "I feel powerful always," Westra replied, plainly. "Faith provides an armor no weapon can tarnish, do you not think? If the mighty Watcher is beside us, who can truly be against us?"
"Hail, Raithe," Westra greets the elf, lifting her coffee in a mock-salute.

Dr Catriona: Rather than reply, Catriona had already resolved to move to the inn now that she had plenty of cash money to do so, gained from before. But that could be handled upon her return. As it was now, she traversed across the town square, finding the inn soon enough. The half elf looked fresh-faced and rejuvenated, dressed in a dark anachronistic-like garment as was the usual.

Yvaine Songsteel: The left corner of Yvaine's full lips twitched into an immediate, but temporary grin at Westra's confident response. "Indeed."
Raithe arrived, and the visible portion of her features remained more neutral, but she found herself raking her attention over his frame in case she perceived any new "belongings" he might be carrying between the last time she's seen him and the current moment.
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PERCEPTION (6)

Westra Goldbrook: "Dr. Wicker. Good day. Come and join us, won't you?" she greets the half-elf when she arrives

Raithe Moonstrike: "Good morning, Westra. Good to see you alive."
"Same to you, Yvaine."

Westra Goldbrook: This confuses Westra. "Did you doubt this?" she asked Raithe.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Such a charming greeting," she said in a neutral tone that was hard to discern.
Yvaine's hooded noggin turned towards Cat as she entered the building, her eyes (though unseen) were clearly tracking the girl's presence. There was a deep breath, and a slight slump of her pauldron-laden shoulders signifying silent relief at the sight of the girl.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Not really. But then, you and Wolfe always seem a few seconds from a scrap so..." Raithe shrugged his shoulders.

Yvaine Songsteel: "And me?" she asked, some playful lilt to her dark tone after he explained how his comment applied to Westra.

Dr Catriona: The bosomy scientist adjusts her glasses and walks over when called, no style whatsoever in her strut.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra quirked a brow. "That you're so certain it would be I who did not survive that bout is reassuring, Master Moonstrike," she says dryly

Dr Catriona: She did look around as she walked, obviously never having been within the establishment before.

Daran Edermath: "Excuse me..." Wolfe hears from behind him. The older gentleman from the orchard carries a large duffel of apples as he approaches. "I don't believe I caught your name several days ago. You were with that lovely Lass from Neverwinter, no?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine chortled through her nose at Westra's comment, and it's laden sarcasm.

Raithe Moonstrike: He looked to Cat. "Mornin', Professor Doc."
Raithe turned his grin on Yvaine. "You, I was pretty sure about."
"Personally, I think you and Wofe should should just hug it out and call it even, but I don't see it happening."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Wolfe: Wolfe turns toward Daran as he is doing his rounds around the town. "I didn't give it." He says with a bit of a gruff tone. "Something you want?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Sure that I would be alive, or not alive?" she asked Raithe, her mouth curling up slightly.
She did seem to actually give a soundless, breathy chuckle at both Raithe's antagonizing and Westra's irritated response. She said nothing though.

Dr Catriona: She was about to say a greeting but this Daran person cut in. She tries her hand at an Elvish greeting towards Raithe, though it is evident that the language is a bit uncomfortable for her to say, but she gave it a shot.

Westra Goldbrook: As the others come to the table, Westra finishes her breakfast and then sits back more comfortably. "While we're all here, we should speak of what our plans are for proceeding. By my count, I've no further leads for finding Glassstaff, the Black Spider, or this Cragmaw Castle."

Daran Edermath: He chuckled lightly, ignoring the hostility from the half-orc. "I see why she does the talking. I heard you lot have been quite busy, slew some orcs, arranged an election to rid us of the half-wit Hardin."

Dr Catriona: (Oh, oopz)

Wolfe: "She's prettier than me. People like to talk to boobs." He says with no humor in his tone or in his face.

Dr Catriona: "Salutations...." she says to those at the table then.

Wolfe: "She's sittin around at the inn, I think. You want to ask her out a second time. I hear she's looking for a husband."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I was sure you'd be here, Yvaine. I'll just leave it at that."
He grinned at Cat's greeting in Elvish. She sounded like a foreigner but it was still a correct greeting. Raithe responded with an approving nod.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Hello," she says in what could be considered a cinnamon tone -- warm, spicy, and as sweet as it is possible for it to be.

Daran Edermath: "I certainly don't mind having a conversation with a pair." He let out another chuckle. "Too bad they are hiding behind that chain mail." A moment of awkward silence permeated between the two before Daran cleared his throat. "At any rate, were you able to make it to the Well?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Well, I appreciate the vote of confidence, Mr. Moonstrike."

Dr Catriona: "I... must ask... do you sleep with the hood up? I have physics questions.." she says to Yvaine, almost earnestly.

Wolfe: "You'll have to forgive, buddy. I'm drunk half the time and barely know where I'm going. Well?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Depends on who is in the room, Doctor. It was unfortunate you were not inclined to find out first hand."

Westra Goldbrook: "If we could focus, for a moment...":
"The map we recovered does make mention of a castle in the area, though it's listed by another name."

Dr Catriona: "I am good with mysteries. I will suss it out soon enough." she replied... then perked up like a student caught talking in class when Westra speaks.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Perhaps," she replies to Cat. Yvaine seems uninterested in the map though, and just leans back, not paying particular attention. She does sip her warm drink with both hands around the cup now and then

Westra Goldbrook: Westra leans back from the table and tries to flag down Trilena's attention. "Miss, tell me, have you ever heard of an Ironcliff Castle?"

Daran Edermath: He raised his eyebrows. "I wager there are younger soldiers that would interest her more than an old washed up fool.It was nice to pretend I had a shot." He looked to the flask on Wolfe's person. "Known soldiers with that same...uhhh....issue. Old Owl Well, you soldier friend seemed pretty keen on checking out the rumored undead in the area."

Wolfe: "Wait..."
"Are you calling me an old washed up fool, or you?"

Dr Catriona: "May I have some room temperature unsweetened applesauce, please." she asks the barmaid as she passes by.

Trilena: "Ahh! Got some new faces round here this mornin!" She says as she wanders over to Westra. "Hrmmm...can't say that I have. No castles that I have heard bout round these parts save Neverwinter Castle."

Daran Edermath: "I would never presume to insult such a fine acquaintance." He said with a soft smile.

Dr Catriona: "Cragmaw Castle does not sound like a friendly destination."

Trilena: "We ain't got no applesauce, but I can have Timmy go squish some apples in the wine tub if ye like, Missy."

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow, just a touch, indicating he doesn't believe this fucker. "Yeah we killed some undead."
"Why?"

Dr Catriona: "...does this process involve him...uh..squishing apples... with his bare feet?"
"Because I will have to decline."

Daran Edermath: "Good Lad! Did you find the cause of them? Eliminate it? What was down there?"

Wolfe: "Zombies."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine covers her mouth with gloved fingers to hide a hint of amusement on her lips.

Wolfe: "There was a big fat pregnant bitch giving birth to zombies."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods, though she looks disappointed. "Thank you," she said, to the barkeep. She turned her attention back to the others in time to hear Catriona's lamentation about Cragmaw. "Indeed. All the more reason that we need to find it. If the Commander's dwarven associate is there, he is probably not enjoying himself."

Trilena: "How else would you smush them?" She is clearly confused.

Wolfe: "So I stabbed her in the face. She died."

Dr Catriona: "I will have to see to your establishment having an... apple squisher that does not involve feet."

Daran Edermath: He frowned, confusion on his face, he looked at the half orc in silence for a few seconds.

Wolfe: Wolfe seems confused for a moment.
"Wait that might have been the last time."
"Uh."

Trilena: "Oh....so....is that still a no one the apple sauce?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine shifts her attention to Raithe, but the only way he can tell is that her face shifted directions.

Westra Goldbrook: "As such," Westra says, raising her voice just a tiny bit to try and draw attention away from apple squishers and coffee and back to the conversation at hand.

Wolfe: He rubs at his head, absently.

Dr Catriona: "No thank you, just some bananas then."

Westra Goldbrook: "I propose we investigate the castle detailed on the map. It and Cragmaw may be one and the same."

Wolfe: "Yeah, it was definitely zombies."
"I remember the zombies."

Dr Catriona: "What is special about Cragmaw?"

Daran Edermath: "You have a good day buddy. Don't drink too much of Trilena's swill, it will addle your brain." He pats Wolfe on the shoulder and continues up towards Barthen's provisions.

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a half laugh. That sort of laugh you give when you don't really think something's funny.

Yvaine Songsteel: "As you wish, Westra," Yvaine says, not shifting her hooded face in her direction just yet. Clearly, Yvaine has accepted that the fellow Helmite was in charge of this safari

Dr Catriona: "I would... uh.. think if someone has a fearsomely named castle, they would want it shown on all maps."

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh! Of course. Forgive me, you ladies were not here for our original commission," Westra realizes aloud.

Wolfe: Once Daran's out of earshot he mutters under his breath. "Asshole." Then he heads off toward Stonehill.

Dr Catriona: "If I owned a castle McGrimDark, I would for sure send word to all cartographers in the realm."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I agree with Westra. The only way we'll figure out if they're the same place is going. If the Black Spider's there', we'll deal with him."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Black spider," she asked in a somewhat surprised, husky tone?
"Yes, yes you would," the young (?) Cleric says reassuringly to the doctor.

Wolfe: Wolfe returns to the inn at this point, his hair has been cleaned and shampooed, drawn back into a pony tail that reveals several sets of scars on the back of his neck that look like clawmarks. His clothes are also neatly pressed and clean, and his armor is polished and looking quite well-maintained. He approaches the others and pulls up a seat next to Catriona, setting his large bracer-covered forearms on the table.

Trilena: "Here you are Love." Trilena sits a pint down in front of Wolfe nearly the instant his ass hits the wood.

Dr Catriona: "Salutations, Mister Wolfe." she says after a brief bit of being startled at his sudden pulling up a chair by her.

Yvaine Songsteel: Though no one will see it, the Minister raises an impressed eyebrow...as much as one can with someone who's really good at taking crow bars to the face. Her face turns towards Wolfe when he walks in none the less.

Westra Goldbrook: "We were originally sent to Phandalin on the order of Commander Rutherford of the Flaming Fist in Neverwinter. He had some concerns about a shipment of goods that had been sent from Neverwinter to Phandalin but never made it. It had been escorted by some Flaming Fist soldiers and a dwarf named Rockseeker. We investigated, and found the shipment's cart hijacked near up near the triboar trail. We encountered some of the goblins responsible, as well as one of the soldiers. The dwarf and many of the weapons in the shipment, we found, had been taken to a place called Cragmaw Castle at the behest of someone calling themselves the Black Spider."

Rufus: "Ruff!" The shaggy dog sits down between Wolfe the the Doc.

Dr Catriona: "Ah!"

Wolfe: "Thanks, Trilena." He says with a smile up at the barmaid, cupping his hand around the base. He nods to Cat as well while he reaches down to pet at the top of Rufus's head.
"Hey there, buddy."
"Trilena, can I get some bacon for the pooch?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona is unsettled by sudden big dogs. A common trait, certainly.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses her retelling to greet the orc. "Wolfe," she says simply, with a nod. She struggles, but resists the urge to comment on his appearance, knowing that it would not lead into any conversation she wanted to be part of.

Trilena: She nods and hurries off..

Wolfe: "You owe me 50 gold." He says in return to Westra's greeting.

Dr Catriona: "But how do you know about C...C...Cragmaw Castle at all but not where it is?" she asks, allergies creeping up.

Yvaine Songsteel: The impassive brick wall of the lower half of the Cleric's face remains.

Wolfe: "Was mentioned to us by a goblin we rescued." He says to Cat as he rubs the back of Rufus's head.

Westra Goldbrook: "We spoke with some of the goblins' prisoners in the cave near tribaor, where we recovered the Flaming Fist soldier - one Ser Hallwinter "
"We then escorted Ser Hallwinter to his destination here in Phandalin, where we encountered a gang of thugs calling themselves Redbrands. They were terrorizing the people here, causing real harm. Speaking to the townmaster about it accomplished nothing; he was content to let them run amok."
"So we took it upon ourselves to track them down and dispel them."

Yvaine Songsteel: "And you got rid of these 'Redbrands'?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We did," Westra nodded. "And in doing so, uncovered letters indicating that the mage leading them - someone calling himself Glassstaff - was also in league with this Black Spider fellow."

Rufus: Rufus nudged his big head under the Doc's right arm in an attempt to get some affection from her.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Who you suspect is at this castle?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Unfortunately, Glassstaff escaped his lair before we were able to reach him."

Dr Catriona: "Dardation..." she mutters with a stuffy sounding nose.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes. What we know so far is that the dwarf allegedly knows the way to some mystical location, a place called Wave Echo Cavern, and that Black Spider wishes to reach this place. Hence his dwarf-napping."

Wolfe: Wolfe watches Cat for the first time. "You getting sick?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Rockseeker has two brothers who were supposed to be in Phandalin or nearby, and we were sticking close to the town in hopes of encountering them. They've apparently gone missing as well now, however."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Dardation?"
"He's kidnapping dwarves to get to Echo Cavern?"

Levinath (GM): Trilena returns with bacon and Rufus's interest in the Doc is quashed as he moves over by Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: Dardation is Tarnation, but with a stuffy nose.

Yvaine Songsteel: Clearly, there was much she was missing out on.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe has never had allergies. It sounds like hell.
Raithe orders eggs and bacon. Food is good.

Dr Catriona: Wolfe sees one of the bacon strips float off his plate and float around Rufus then moves towards the door.

Westra Goldbrook: "One specific dwarf, that we know of, who knows the location of the cavern. But yes."

Wolfe: Wolfe sets the plate of bacon down by his feet so Rufus could eat.
He then watches the bacon float away.
Turning toward Cat he raises both eyebrows. "You tryin' to get rid of my dog?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Watching Dr. Cat with a cloaked but curious expression, the small woman in her tight black armor stands and walks behind Cat, visibly offering to trade places near the dog. Okay, 'offering' is a kind word for the gesture.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses her story with a small huff. "Obviously, she's allergic," she says, to Wolfe.

Levinath (GM): Rufus chases after magic flying bacon.

Dr Catriona: "Its not perso-CHOO" the now red-eyed half elf tries to speak before sneezing like a mouse or something, twice, in quick succession.

Wolfe: "Huh."
"That's new."
"You're allergic to dogs?"

Levinath (GM): As she sneezes, the dog lunges and snatches the bacon from the air.

Yvaine Songsteel: If Cat fails to see the gesture, two gloved hands will wind up on the outsides of Cat's shoulders, attempting to lift her from her seat.

Wolfe: Getting up, Wolfe takes his plate with him, going outside. "Come on, Rufus."

Dr Catriona: The beleaguered doctor waves her hand at Westra. "C-continue."

Wolfe: "Let's get you fat somewhere else."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Hmph." she comments, as Wolfe stands to leave.

Dr Catriona: She looks to Yvaine and..

Rufus: "Ruff!"

Dr Catriona: Wolfe leaves anyway. "Thanks, Miss Yvaine."

Westra Goldbrook: While eyeing the map and considering the matter, Westra's attention is snagged by a place marked Phandelver Vilage.
"Didn't Hallwinter say of the places the Cavern allegedly contained was a Phandelver mine?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "It's nice of him to take care of Rufus for Tealina." Raithe said.

Yvaine Songsteel: "I'm not sure who you're asking," the low-toned woman says, taking a seat in Wolfe's now vacant seat next to Cat.

Levinath (GM): Westra would realize their current location is Phandelver Village by the looks of the map.

Westra Goldbrook: "That animal is nothing but a filthy distraction," she murmurs, unhappily.

Yvaine Songsteel: Her comment was for Westra.
"So what is the question here? Are we going after a mythical castle that may or may not exist, or this cavern?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks up at Yvaine's comment, and only then realizes Wolfe is gone. "Raithe, I suppose," she says, turning to see where the orc went.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Well," she says before quieting herself, clasping her gloved fingers in front of her, sitting with perfect posture and remaining eerily silent after that.

Westra Goldbrook: She shakes her head, mildly frustrated, and looks back to the map. Then to Yvaine, when she poses her next question. "The cavern, if we could. But we don't know where it is. In the meantime, I suggest we look into this castle, to see if it is perhaps Cragmaw Castle under an older name."

Yvaine Songsteel: "I will follow," she says without reservation to Westra.

Dr Catriona: The doctor seems to be faring better and nods at Westra, thinking the same thing.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I think he said something like that. I think we should investigate it. If nothing else, we'll be able to take it off the list of places we need to check."

Yvaine Songsteel: Perhaps creepy level of 'no reservation.'

Raithe Moonstrike: "But if we get there and find it under heavy guard, we'll at least know that we're on to something."

Westra Goldbrook: "Very well, then. Is everyone ready to go? Someone suggested we stop by the orchard on the way out and ask the owner if he's heard of Cragmaw or Ironcliff castles, though I don't know how much that would yield."
"Good point, Raithe."

Wolfe: Wolfe comes back after a minute, having fed Rufus. He sits down next to Yvaine, not caring that Yvaine had taken his original spot. He reaches past her to grab his ale and brings it to himself. He then drinks.
"By the way, your boyfriend was looking for you, Westra."

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm sorry?"

Wolfe: "He was asking if we went to the Well and killed all the undead."
"The old guy."
"The one that was hitting on you."

Westra Goldbrook: "Daran Edermath?"

Wolfe: "Yeah whateverthefuckhisnameis."

Westra Goldbrook: "And did you tell him that we did?"

Wolfe: "I said we killed some undead."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine is unshaken, or unsurprised by Wolfes actions... though what can NOT be seen is a slight bit of amusement. Secrets!

Wolfe: "He asked about some more and I told him to fuck off."

Westra Goldbrook: "Good enough, thrn."

Wolfe: "Until we get this place cleared out of trouble the less people who know about the mine, the better."

Westra Goldbrook: "He asked about what more? And why? He's not been unkind so far as I know?" she asks, looking skeptical.
"Ah."
"Well."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine's cloaked stare appraises Wolfe to see if he is being honest or dishonest with Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: "Is everyone ready to move out to check on this castle?" she asks, pointing to the place on the map.

Yvaine Songsteel:
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INSIGHT (6)

Wolfe: "Yeah, let me finish my beer."
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DECEPTION (-1)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: "What of your weapons and armor? Were those repaired?"

Westra Goldbrook: "My armor is unscathed. I acquired a new halberd already. I'm content to leave."

Wolfe: "Mine are good."
He chugs his ale
Then he belches loudly.

Yvaine Songsteel: "I'm ready."

Dr Catriona: "I packed properly this time and made some modifications to my equipment to be more suitable for field operations."

Wolfe: "Time for the WEENIS?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Let's be off, then."

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out an uproarious laugh. It's actually kind of scary.

Dr Catriona: It startles Cat.

Yvaine Songsteel: "What on Earth is a Weenis?" she asks cluelessly.

Dr Catriona: "The device I was using when we first met, Miss Yvaine."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs and shakes her head, wondering how someone manages to be repulsive even in laughter.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Ugh." The Minister visibly shirks a bit from the scary laughter from the green guy next to her.
"Why do you call it that?"

Westra Goldbrook: The paladin stands, pays for her meal, and then gathers her belongings and stands ready outside the door.

Dr Catriona: She still is somewhat unsettled by the sudden barking laughter of the half orc as she answers Yvaine. "Because using its full name every time I refer to it would be inefficient."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Also, why is he laughing like that?" her lip curled and her face panned the party for input.

Dr Catriona: "I do not know, that is what makes it partially disturbing."

Yvaine Songsteel: "It seems to be used to scan for something...why such a complicated title?"

Wolfe: Wolfe settles into some chuckles, stands, and orders another mug of ale for the road.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe asks for his meal to be wrapped up and pays for, then gets ready to leave. He hopes they find Glassstaff or the Black Spider. It would be nice to put all of this to and end.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Helm help us...." she muttered under her breath.

Dr Catriona: If others starts to stand, she does as well and packs those bananas she didn't get around to for later.

Wolfe: "I laughed cause it's called a WEENIS."
"Get it?"
"Wee-nus."

Dr Catriona: Catriona does not get it.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Small penis?"

Wolfe: "YES!"

Yvaine Songsteel: The holy woman asks.

Dr Catriona: "This is a very... confusing morning."

Wolfe: "Doc do you even know what a penis is?"
"You ever seen a man's pecker?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Who would want anything named with such power by such a perfectly fallible...title?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe wonders if this thing is part of Cat's magic. He'll have to ask her soon.
And then Wolfe asks his question and even Raithe raises his eyebrows. "Bit forward there, eh?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Immediately Yvaine stood, putting her arm between Cat and Wolfe's line of sight in a protective manner. "Watch your tongue, brute."

Wolfe: "What? I'm just asking if she's seen a man's cock!"

Dr Catriona: Catriona does not seem to be socially equipped to process and deal with whatever kind of practical joke Wolfe is pulling on her.

Wolfe: "I'm not making fun, I'm just asking!"
"What fun is the joke if she doesn't get it?!"

Dr Catriona: "I should research half-orc colloquialisms and humor to properly grasp whatever this odd ..uh.. moment is."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Leave. You first," the dark lady commands at the Drunken orc.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe decides he's not the morality police (or police of any kind, because that's against his religion) and excuses himself from the discussion to step outside.

Yvaine Songsteel: Sorry, HALF ORC

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sticks her head back inside. "Are we leaving?"

Dr Catriona: "I will do so when we return!" she quips and then moves to the door.

Yvaine Songsteel: Batman has issued a command.

Wolfe: "...What?"
Wolfe shrugs and carries his tankard of ale outside.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine then turns to Robin with a WTF look, sighs, and stomps out after Wolfe.

Wolfe: He looks over to Cat as they make it out the door. "Doc, do you not know what a man's 'pecker' is?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra heads north towards the edge of town, leading the others if they get around to following.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine raises her crossbow to Wolfe's chest. "That's enough. Move on."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc, still carrying his tankard, looks to Yvaine as she points the crossbow at his chest.

Dr Catriona: "Man's Pecker? Is that some sort of brothel name or alcoholic beverage?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Whoa, now. Yvaine. Is that really necessary?"

Westra Goldbrook: She pauses, though, and turns back to face the group at the altercation. "What in the name of..." she starts, but stops.

Wolfe: "It's a term for a man's penis!"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine is like a creepy cemetery statue in spite of Raithe's compaint, still, waiting impassively for Wolfe to move along.

Westra Goldbrook: "Does your crassness know no limits?" she snaps at Wolfe. "Leave the poor woman alone and drink your ale, you brute."

Dr Catriona: Cat makes a wtf face as stuff begins to unravel. She is lost AF.

Wolfe: "Humans."

Westra Goldbrook: She. Almost. Says it.

Wolfe: He rolls his eyes and starts walking ahead.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Orc," quips the strangely formidable creepy lady.

Wolfe: He stops.

Dr Catriona: "Umm.. we can all be polite, no?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Now you've done it."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs.

Wolfe: He turns to Yvaine slowly.

Yvaine Songsteel: She stays still...slowly.

Wolfe: "What did you call me?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm going to take five steps back, because I don't like blood on my gear."

Westra Goldbrook: "MAY I REMIND YOU," Westra calls, moving back towards the two in contention

Yvaine Songsteel: "What did you call me?" she parrots without waver.

Dr Catriona: "This is a series of instances of confusion."

Westra Goldbrook: "That people are likely dying right now?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe does, in fact, take SIX steps back.

Westra Goldbrook: "CAn we please have this argument AFTER we've dispatched the mad wizard who's en route to a cave that will give him magic weapons?"

Wolfe: "I didn't call you anything." He says with a snarl, ignoring Westra and moving closer toward Yvaine.
"But you called me something."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at the buxom...scientist. "Uh, next time just laugh nervously and depart the scene. It usually works a lot better." he whispers to her.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine remains still. as though made of stone. She says nothing further. She does not move.

Westra Goldbrook: "Enough," Westra says, pushing forward to insert herself between Wolfe and Yvaine.

Wolfe: "You've hit me with a fucking crowbar. You've called me an Orc." He is visibly getting angrier. "You point a weapon at me?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "..." Nothingingess.

Wolfe: He lets Westra insert herself but doesn't take his eyes off of Yvaine. "You owe me a GODS DAMNED Sorry."

Dr Catriona: Her shoulders rise and fall in a sheepish expression towards Raithe.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Sorry?"
The tone was as neutral as air.

Daran Edermath: People area the square start looking at the group, pointedly, the shouting HALF-orc.

Wolfe: He growls slowly in visible anger, but he lowers his mug at Yvaine's neutral-sounding comment. He then takes a step back and shrugs. "Good enough."
"I don't want to spill my beer." He forces a fake smile.

Yvaine Songsteel: "That was a question," she clarifies.

Westra Goldbrook: "Enough," Westra hisses, to both Yvaine and Wolfe. "We have somewhere to be. We have work to do."

Wolfe: Lifting his mug in mock salute, he turns to Westra. "After you, Princess."

Raithe Moonstrike: "We're usually not this...excitable. There's just a lot of clashing personalities among the group.
So...are there a lot of Elves where you're from?"

Wolfe: "Yeah, I'm gonna take it as an apology, for the good of everyone here."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine, for her diminutive stature -- even in her heels -- appears impassive either way. Apology? for what?

Dr Catriona: "Me?" she says to Raithe.
"No, none."

Yvaine Songsteel: After everyone moves on, her goal is accomplished and the focus is no longer on Cat. Once they're moving, she'll follow.

Levinath (GM): As you leave town, you quickly find your way to the Triboar trail. Here the path towards the castle heads deep into Neverwinter Wood, there are no trails and little marking.

Wolfe: Wolfe will follow after Westra, but takes his time about it, drinking his ale as he goes.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine lingers near the rear of the party so as to carefully watch.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nodded at Cat. "Hm." she said, shrugging.
"Just wondered how Elves lived in other parts of the world. I don't see many outside of certain places. Just making conversation. Looks like we're moving again."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra offers the map to the others in the group, hoping one of them is a better survivalist than she.

Dr Catriona: "If it would not be a bother, could I practice my Elvish with you? I learned it when I was a child and never used it after. But it looks like it would be a benefit to pick it up again in this part of the world."

Yvaine Songsteel: #notasurvivalist

Wolfe: Wolfe dropped off his mug on some random person's porch before they left town. He doesn't want to litter.
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SURVIVAL (3)
Wolfe
He then picks up the map and looks over it.

Yvaine Songsteel: Though she makes sure others survive. Though she does pick up the mug and puts in a primitive recycle bin without others noticing.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nodded. "Yeah, I'll help with that. You'll want to work on your accent, in case you meet one of those hoity-toity types that want to correct your grammar or pretend they don[t understand you because you're half-Elf."

Levinath (GM): Wolfe is able to guide the group through Neverwinter Wood based on the map and his uncanny knowledge. After several hours the heat of the day begins to warm the cool wood, a stone spire can be seen in the distance between trees.

Wolfe: "Looks like we found our place." He hands the map back toward Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: "Keep eyes sharp," she warns, primarily to Raithe, the resident scout. "Even if this isn't Cragmaw, it may well be occupied by unfriendly creatures."

Dr Catriona: (in elvish) ">Much thanks.<"she says to Raithe. She sounds like the equivalent of someone who learned Spanish in high school at some point and never used it.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine peels her unseen eyes!
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PERCEPTION (6)
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PERCEPTION (6)

Raithe Moonstrike: (Elvish)" Any time. Gotta go. Here's hoping that I don't fall in hole. Usually, we reserve that for fearless leader."
Raithe will scout a little bit ahead to make sure they don't get jumped.

Wolfe: Exhaling slowly, he pulls out one of his flasks. Turning to Cat, he speaks in a lower tone as Raithe gets in front. "Hey. Doc. If I embarrassed you or somethin', I'm sorry, alright?"

Yvaine Songsteel: He can't see it, but behind the hood Wolfe's getting a leery, possibly judgmental stare. Still she says nothing
Yvaine stiffens, holding her fist in the air. "STOP" she tells the others.

Dr Catriona: "..ooh.. okay. I wasn't embarrassed. I'm just not used to mainland humor so much." she resolves and shrugs, seemingly not too worked up about it. That altercation definitely took the matter in a different direction so she didnt dwell too much.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stops her forward progress, and looks back towards YVaine, waiting.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Hobgoblins are heading toward us from the tower," she says in her usual raspy tone.

Dr Catriona: "They see us?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "I am not certain, but it is likely. They are moving toward us.
"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will hide and

Westra Goldbrook: "Can you tell how many?"

Raithe Moonstrike: ready himself to deal with these Hobgoblins.

Dr Catriona: "Maybe they are friendly hobgoblins?" See, she can joke.

Yvaine Songsteel: "..." she responds wordlessly to Cat.

Levinath (GM): (5 Mercedes)

Wolfe: Wolfe draws Talon and moves to hide as well.
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STEALTH (0)
Wolfe

Raithe Moonstrike:
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STEALTH (9)

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine steps back and readies her rapier and shield.

Dr Catriona:
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STEALTH (3)

Yvaine Songsteel:
4   11
STEALTH (3)

Westra Goldbrook: ((Does Yvaine answer Westra?))

Yvaine Songsteel: "No, not that I can see!" her words give her away!
"Wait...looks like Five? I'm not sure."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches the others dash for cover, but does not move to follow them.
"I will engage them to try and judge their intent," she says, while waiting. "Hold your positions until most advantageous," she suggests.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Helm bless you," the Minister prays for the paladin.

Dr Catriona: "I can make a distraction if it helps."
she whispers.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe wonders, idly, how Yvaine can see so much while wearing such a cool hood. Raithe considers a hood.

Wolfe: "...What?" He asks as Westra says she will try to judge their intent.

Yvaine Songsteel: #hoods are the new cool

Hobgoblin: One that walks in the center of the group barks commands. "There were here." He looks around and easily spots the hooded woman standing behind a bush far too short to conceal her and Westra standing in the middle of the clearing.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine stands...like a statue. Mostly because Yvaine.

Westra Goldbrook: "Halt, there!" Westa calls, with her commanding tone. "Who goes?" As if she has every right to be there and the hg's are trespassing
Cause, reasons.

Hobgoblin: "They have no dwarf, kill them all." He draws his blade, ignoring Westra.
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 7
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 19
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 20
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 4

Raithe Moonstrike:
15
INITIATIVE (5)

Wolfe:
20
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe

Hobgoblin:
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 21

Westra Goldbrook:
7
INITIATIVE (2)
4
INITIATIVE (2)

Dr Catriona:
17
INITIATIVE (3)

Yvaine Songsteel:
23
INITIATIVE (3)

Westra Goldbrook: "I said HALT!" Westra shouts, angered at being ignored.

Hobgoblin: "Two on our flank." The middle HG points to Wolfe and the Doc.

Westra Goldbrook:
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INTIMIDATION (4)

Dr Catriona: (Wait I am hiding)
(ohhhh)

Yvaine Songsteel: The Cleric is not having it. She moves immediately into action. She draws her crossbow with her opposite hand and shoots at one
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25   11
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Westra Goldbrook:
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10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
8
Slashing
As the first of the hobgoblins rushes forward, Westra swings her halberd around in an attempt to dissuade him.
"Be gone, vile creature!"

Wolfe:
11   24
20/40
Hand Axe (+7)
Wolfe
6
slashing
Wolfe hurls a hand-axe at the Hobgoblin that ratted him out

Hobgoblin: The leader of the group shouts a war cry as he rushes towards the Doc. "To me!"
He hefts his great sword.

Dr Catriona: (I speak Goblin)

Hobgoblin:
Great Sword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 20 | 16
Damage: 7
1

Dr Catriona: "Botheration!" she exclaims as the larger assailant bears down on her.

Hobgoblin:
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 10 | 6
or 6 (1d10 + 1) slashing damage if used with two hands.
Damage: 3 slashing + 4 slashing
3

Dr Catriona: (yup)

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine visibly bristles.

Dr Catriona: She staggers about and lets out a low, cold growl.
Darkness
illusion 1
Casting Time: One action
Range: 60 ft
Components: M (Mastery of Light/Dark)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, you create an area of magical darkness, which foils darkvision. Choose a spot you can see within 60 feet of you. Magical darkness radiates from that point in a sphere with a 10-foot radius per psi point spent on this ability. The light produced by spells of 2nd level or less is suppressed in this area.

1 psi points spent, 3 max.
She uses her bonus action to regain 1 Hp.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hands off my....student." Raithe said, readying an arrow to fire when the darkness springs up around Cat and her attackers.

Dr Catriona: Her pupils widen enough so the blue in her eyes is gone and the area immediately around her darkens.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, that was unexpected." he said.
He fires at the one on Westra.
18   27
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
7
piercing
  4
piercing
 
Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Hobgoblin Boss:▓▒░ « You have made a grave mistake. »

Hobgoblin: "Out of my head, WITCH!"

Dr Catriona: She fucks with with the Hobgoblin boss before her with words in his goddamn head.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fires his arrow and takes the Hobgoblin right through the throat, a quick spray of blood his last words...along with a gurgle.

Hobgoblin:
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 17 | 6
or 6 (1d10 + 1) slashing damage if used with two hands.
Damage: 6 slashing + 7 slashing

Westra Goldbrook:
8   11
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
9
Slashing
19   25
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
7
Bludgeoning

Hobgoblin:
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 12 | 4
or 6 (1d10 + 1) slashing damage if used with two hands.
Damage: 7 slashing + 7 slashing

Westra Goldbrook: Surprised by the nimbleness of the unsightly hobgoblins, Westra hits nothing but air with the first swing of her halberd. The butt end delivers a more certain strike, however, and she growls as it connects.

Hobgoblin:
12   8

Wolfe:
16   26
Daito Katana (+7)
Wolfe
12
Slashing

Hobgoblin: "Filthy witch!" He grunts before backing out of the spell and taking his anger out on the nearest target
Great Sword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 24 | 22
Damage: 10
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 12 | 20
or 6 (1d10 + 1) slashing damage if used with two hands.
Damage: 9 slashing + 11 slashing

Dr Catriona: (Are they all looking fresh?)
Readying a power for right before Wolfe attacks.
Focus: Mastery of Light/Dark
Transmutation cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components: V, S, M
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Darkness: While focused on this discipline, natural and magical darkness within 30 feet of you has no effect on your vision.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
✔ End of Turn ✔
Will trigger BEFORE Wolfe's action.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fires another arrow at the Hobgoblin Boss.
17   13
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
8
piercing
  9
piercing
 
Dr Catriona: (yes)

Raithe Moonstrike: (He can take his damage...like a Boss.)

Hobgoblin: The boss takes an arrow to the shoulder, but seems little worse for the wear.
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 19 | 7
or 6 (1d10 + 1) slashing damage if used with two hands.
Damage: 6 slashing + 4 slashing

Westra Goldbrook:
8   21
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
14
Slashing
22   8
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning
rolling 1d6
(6)= 6
Westra swings viciously at the hobgoblin in front of her, in an arc wide enough to clip his neighbor as well.

Hobgoblin:
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 20 | 11
or 6 (1d10 + 1) slashing damage if used with two hands.
Damage: 5 slashing + 6 slashing
Sacred Flame
Dexterity
Hobgoblin
Ability: 7 | 8
Sacred Flame
1
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on October 17, 2017, 04:30:13 PM
((pt 2))


Dr Catriona: Trigger
Wind Stream
evocation 1
Casting Time: One action
Range: 30 x 5 ft
Target: Each creature in range
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Instantaneous
You create a line of focused air that is 30 feet long and 5 feet wide. Each creature in that area must make a STR saving throw DC14, taking 1d6 bludgeoning damage per psi point spent and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

1 psi points spent, 3 max.
A torrent of wind roars out from the darkness, scattering leaves and rustling tree branches. The focused gust stops INCHES from Raithe, as if intentionally, after it buffets the Hobgoblins.
(no)

Hobgoblin:
Strength
Hobgoblin
Ability: 3 | 7

Dr Catriona: 3

Wolfe: Wolfe closes his eyes and focuses -- he takes a single, deep breath. As he does there is the slightest shift in the air around him and when he re-opens his eyes it is with a deathly serious focus. He then swings at the boss who is vulnerable to his attack.
8
9   25
Daito Katana (+7)
Wolfe
12
Slashing
17   24
Daito Katana (+7)
Wolfe
11
Slashing

Dr Catriona: "TAKE THEM TO THE TOWN OF PAIN!" she yells with annoyance from a pitch black... area.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe blinks. "The town of pain?"

Westra Goldbrook: Even Westra pauses in her assault to give an uncertain glance to the patch of darkness from which the doctor shouted.

Wolfe: Catriona's murderous urging seems to have had its effect. While the boss is thrown into the air, Wolfe leaps up, kicking him higher into the sky. He delivers a single slash up through his midsection and then brings the blade down through his chest. "ASAKI!!!!!"
When he comes down with his blade, parts of hobgoblin come down with him.

Dr Catriona: (that juggle)

Hobgoblin: The other goblin stands and assaults the foe that just murdered his leader.
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 20 | 11
or 6 (1d10 + 1) slashing damage if used with two hands.
Damage: 9 slashing + 9 slashing

Dr Catriona: (Did he get up?)
(my sheet is buggin out 1 sec)
(... okay DC14 dex save please)
for energy beam lightning

Hobgoblin:
Dexterity
Hobgoblin
Ability: 16 | 21

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Raithe Moonstrike:
17   16
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
6
piercing
  10
piercing

Hobgoblin: The hobgoblin brings his shield up at the last moment to block Raithe's arrow.

Westra Goldbrook:
13   19
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
12
Slashing
20   12
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
7
Bludgeoning

Hobgoblin:
Dexterity
Hobgoblin
Ability: 7 | 6
6

Westra Goldbrook: Westra slaps the goblin's shield aside while he's distracted by Raithe's shot. She then puts the butt of her halberd through his face with a sickeningly wet crunch.

Dr Catriona: "Should we take him as a prisoner?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe!"
"He may know something about the castle that could help us."

Wolfe: "Eh."
"Fine."
8   22
Daito Katana (+7)
Wolfe
8
Slashing

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Hobgoblin:▓▒░ « Surrender and live! »

Wolfe: Wolfe half-heartedly tries to hit the hobgoblin with the butt of his sword.

Hobgoblin: The hobgoblin whole heatedly tries to hit Wolfe.
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 17 | 5
or 6 (1d10 + 1) slashing damage if used with two hands.
Damage: 5 slashing + 2 slashing
He seems to ignore the Doc's telepathy.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts

Dr Catriona: ((DC14 Dex))
25   6
20/60
4 + 1
Piercing

Raithe Moonstrike: (LOL)
(Cat is frontline from now on.)

Dr Catriona: She draws a screwdriver and shivs him in the side, her eyes dark. "Sit, down."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on October 28, 2017, 10:53:09 AM
Session 14

Levinath (GM): It appears the Watchers have discovered the elusive Cragmaw Castle. Their prisoner confirmed the tower in the distance is none other, and it is swarming with goblins and hobgoblins, led by the great King Grol! They may perhaps find the missing dwarf, Gundren Rockseeker and his map to wave echo cavern.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes the parchment Cat recovered from the Hobgoblin's belongings, and after she looks at it, she passes it to the others to see. "What do you know of this Black Spider fellow?" she asked the goblin, eyes narrowing. "Is he one of your goblin horde?"

Wolfe: Wolfe is drinking while the goth Doctor whispers math mentally and the Paladin does Mob-Boss stuff.

Hobgoblin: "King Grol does the bidding of the Spider. He never comes to our castle. He sends emissaries." He grunts.

Westra Goldbrook: "If King Grol is as fearsome as you say, why does he take orders from someone who does not respect him enough to even see him face to face? Where is this Black Spider hiding, that he cannot be bothered to speak to his men in person?"

Hobgoblin: The goblin just stares blankly at Westra. Either he will not be bothered or is unable to involve himself in philosophical debate.

Wolfe: "This shitbag doesn't know." Wolfe grumbles from behind his flask.

Westra Goldbrook: "Mm. It makes sense they wouldn't entrust a mere grunt with such details."
"He probably doesn't even know the second way into the castle," she scoffs, hoping this turns into a looney toon skit and he coughs up some info.
24   13
DECEPTION (4)

Hobgoblin: "Yes I do! Stupid woman! The side door by the kitchen on the south side of the castle! HA!"

Dr Catriona: Catriona's eyebrows push together the dullard's falling for that bait. Unexpected, for certain.

Westra Goldbrook: "Well then I stand corrected," Westra says, a little surprised herself at him having fallen for it.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs and drinks some more; possibly to numb the pain brought on by greatswords.

Westra Goldbrook: "Grol send you to take us on, specifically, or were you merely patrolling?" she asks, crouching down nearby the Goblin. "Would you like a chance to finish the job?" she asked, with a grin.

Wolfe: Wolfe raises an eyebrow at Westra's offer

Hobgoblin: "We were on patrol, saw movement." He bites at her and shakes his head to and fro as she nears him, the stench of strong filth hits Westra's nostrils.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lifts a hand to delicately cover her nose, and rises to her feet to turn away.
"Anyone else have questions for him?"

Wolfe: "You guys got any decent booze in Cragmaw?"

Hobgoblin: "Not for orc filth!"

Dr Catriona: All she offers is a shake of her head to Westra, in the negative.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs.
He puts his flask away then looks over to Cat. "Can you undo whatever thing you did to him?" He tilts his head to the Hobgoblin.

Dr Catriona: "I can do much in the name of science, Mister Wolfe. Unfortunately, I cannot un-stab someone."
"I imagine the condition will wear off soon, depending on the victim';s body mass, resilience and constitution." She did not do anything magically crazy to him, it was just a nerve pinch type thing to disable. But with a stabby.

Wolfe: Wolfe will unsling his pack and set it on the ground, rummaging through it for his medicine kit. Once he finds it he will carry it with him over to the Hobgoblin.

Westra Goldbrook: "What are you doing?"

Wolfe: "Stay still while I patch you up or I'm going to clock you in the fucking jaw."

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh, for the love of all..." she sighs, but does not interfere.

Wolfe: He ignores Westra, and will then try to stabilize the Hobgoblin.

Dr Catriona: "I .. do not believe that is a prudent use of supplies."

Wolfe:
15   11
MEDICINE (1)
Wolfe

Hobgoblin: Wolfe is able stablize the hobgoblin, but the dude is still paralyzed.

Dr Catriona: "Is this road frequently used?"

Wolfe: "You fucked him up good, Cat."
The Half-Orc grumbles and sighs to himself in dismay.

Dr Catriona: "What is done with criminals and dangerous elements here found outside of cities?"

Wolfe: He then pulls out a healing potion and uncorks it. He grabs the Hobgoblin by the back of the head and pulls it back so he can't evade swallowing it.

Westra Goldbrook: "Are you seriously--!" she complains, but the potion is already pouring

Wolfe: "Drink this, you little shit."

Dr Catriona: "...I could have just given him a berry."

Westra Goldbrook: "Just end him and be done with this. We are wasting time."

Wolfe: 5

Hobgoblin: The hobgoblin drinks the potions and his hands begin to move and then he wiggles his toes. He seems.....as confused as Westra and the Doc.

Wolfe: Wolfe tosses the spent bottle over his shoulder, looking into his beady little orange eyes. "You have a choice."

Dr Catriona: While Catriona can see where this is going, she puts the magic frog away.

Wolfe: "You can get up and pick up that sword." He nods to the Hobgoblin's weapon. "And die on your feet."
"Or you can start your own life and not go try to murder and pillage the people that live out here."
"There's no option three."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs impatiently.

Hobgoblin: He sits up and looks to Wolfe. Then looks at the sword. Then looks to Westra. Then looks at the Doc with a growl and looks to the sword again.

Wolfe: Wolfe shrugs and gets to his feet.
"Your choice, bub."

Dr Catriona: The doctor just remains and holds her side some while this continues.

Hobgoblin: The goblin follows suit, he takes one more look at his weapon before slowing backing away ten paces, watching the group.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly. He seems neither pleased nor disappointed.

Westra Goldbrook: "You're suggesting we release him?" Westra asks, watching the goings-on

Wolfe: "If you go to Cragmaw and I see you again, I'm going to kill you."
"Understand that." His words are slow and to the point. "And no-one is going to stop me."

Westra Goldbrook: "If he goes to Cragmaw he'll alert the entire castle to our arrival," she counters, annoyed.

Hobgoblin: He just looks at the three, then disappears around a bush, into the underbrush.

Westra Goldbrook: "Stop him!"

Wolfe: Wolfe makes no motion to stop him. "He ain't armed." He says flatly.

Westra Goldbrook: "He doesn't need to be armed to give away our surprise."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine pops out of a bush to see a running hobgoblin and Westra shouting to stop him. Yvaine moves to intercept said hobgoblin. "STOP."

Wolfe: "Like they'd give a shit."
"Hobgoblins are proud warriors; they think they're the best of the best. They're not stupid."

Yvaine Songsteel:
20   4
INTIMIDATION (3)

Hobgoblin:
Intelligence
Hobgoblin
Ability: 15 | 18
The goblin halts about as quick as he began moving. He snarls at her with his fists clenched.

Wolfe: "They aren't gonna be shook by a group of five people coming to their castle."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine tries to stop the gobby while she waits for Westra to tell her what to do. "What is going on? What are we doing with him?"

Wolfe: "Letting him go." The Half-Orc says flatly.
"Less you wanna drag him around."

Westra Goldbrook: "Kill him, Yvaine. He attacked us and will do so again to the next party he encounters. Who knows what lives he'll take."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine's lips curl up in confusion and her face swivels towards Westra, waiting for a concensus.

Wolfe: "What?" Wolfe looks to Westra with a sign of surprise, anger clear on his face. "He is fucking unarmed."

Dr Catriona: Catriona blinks,

Yvaine Songsteel: "Oh, great. This again." It was impossible to see, but one could palpably sense the eyeroll.
Yvaine still does not let him pass just yet.

Dr Catriona: "Not that I have any real experience with this sort of matter but isn't that execution?"

Yvaine Songsteel:
6   1
ATHLETICS (0)

Hobgoblin: 8

Westra Goldbrook: "He won't be for long, if we release him!"

Hobgoblin: Upon Westra instructing Yvaine to kill the Hobgoblin, he pushes her to the ground and runs into the underbrush.

Wolfe: "You can't judge a man for what he might do."

Yvaine Songsteel: "You guys, seriously? If you want him dead, now's the....OOF!!"

Westra Goldbrook: "I judge him by what he HAS done!"
The hobgoblin shoves off, and Westra growls in annoyance.

Yvaine Songsteel: She falls to the ground, and just looks to her dirty palms and sighs. "Called it." With annoyance, she gets to her feet and brushes herself off.

Dr Catriona: "And now he is gone, the last memory of us is now likely to inspire some wrath."

Wolfe: "No wonder your boss picked you for this mission."

Hobgoblin: 12

Dr Catriona: "I may be overly practical, but why did we not just tie him to a tree by the nearest road."

Wolfe: "You don't have any sort of honor." the Half-Orc sneers at Westra.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine points a long gloved finger at Cat, then puts that index finger to the tip of her nose. Ding, ding.

Westra Goldbrook: "Do not speak to me of honor, you drunken lout. When we approach the castle, will you stop to offer healing potions to every mongrel creature we encounter?"

Wolfe: He then turns and walks toward the north. "I'm going to check the perimiter and set up a temp camp. We'll need a breather before we go."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Wait, did the half-orc just tell the paladin she has no honor? Wow. This must be a vision."

Dr Catriona: "Oh, speaking of that." she uses the magic frog to have some berries.

Westra Goldbrook: "That would have sufficed," Westra pointed out, in response to Cat. "Anything but releasing him entirely."

Wolfe:
19   22
SURVIVAL (3)
Wolfe

Yvaine Songsteel: "Well, either way, for the record, I tried!" she says waving her finger in the air as she moves closer to Cat. She was the only one that Yvaine wasn't confused by. Imagine that.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, your efforts are appreciated, Lady Songsteel," Westra admits.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe is able to discern from the worn paths in the underbrush, patrols circle the castle around four times a day. It appears groups of five or six, though they often travel in two lines to hide their numbers.

Yvaine Songsteel: "We'll be all right. What is the plan from here? Sorry, I disappeared for a moment."

Wolfe: Wolfe returns after doing some scouting. "Hey, follow me. I've figured out where their patrols are moving around and we can find a temporary place to rest up before we move on."

Dr Catriona: "Will they not miss these.. uh.. guys?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "If we're going to rest, I may try to help some of you with your injuries."

Wolfe: "Probably."

Westra Goldbrook: Though Westra is reluctant to admit that any idea of Wolfe's is useful, she is still feeling the sting from the last bout, and doesn't object to a short breather.

Wolfe: "Maybe not."
"There's four patrols a day."
8
17

Westra Goldbrook:
9
HIT DICE (D10+2)
5
HIT DICE (D10+2)
9
HIT DICE (D10+2)

Dr Catriona:
9
HIT DICE (D8+2)
And she eats a Goodberry. Then she gives every party member 2x Goodberries. from the frog item.

Wolfe: Wolfe, being quite rested, is ready to go after catching a breather (and maybe drinking half a flask of booze). "Alright. You got the map, Princess. Let's do this thing."

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank you," she says to Cat. To Yvaine's offer of mending, she shakes her head. "It is appreciated. But I will be fine after a breather, myself, and since we're now out of healing potions," she says, pausing to cast a disdainful look at Wolfe, "you might want to save your magics for the coming fight."

Yvaine Songsteel: "It could just be me, but I find it highly amusing when he refers to her as Princess," Yvaine leans over to whisper to Dr. Wicker.

Wolfe: "Maybe you should have bought some back in town."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Of course," the smirky Cleric says to Westra's advice.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs, and heads north once the others are ready to move.

Wolfe: He seems completely unbothered by Westra's angry assertion and glances.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe's scouting also reveals they can approach the castle directly from the West, or come up a steep narrow path from the northwest.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine looks Wolfe over from under her hood...

Levinath (GM): The sun is high in sky as the group approaches the castle from the west. The castle consists of seven crumbling towers of different sizes and heights, but the upper stories are all in varying states of collapse. A short flight of steps leads up to a terrace in front of the main entryway. Past the wreckage of a pair of sundered doors lies a shadowed hall. Round towers loom over the entranceway, with dark arrow slits looking down on the terrace.

Dr Catriona: The cleric's amusement at the nicknames doesn't draw much of a reaction from the doctor, who doesn't really even get it.

Wolfe: "So we goin straight in or gonna try and stealth our way in?"
"Wasn't there a side entrance or something your buddy referred to?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Probably wisest to try and slip in quietly, to better gauge what we're dealing with."

Wolfe: He nods to the castle. "Is this the side entrance?"

Westra Goldbrook: "He claimed it twas to the south."
Westra proceeds to try and be vewy vewy qwiet.

Wolfe: "Well... it's not exactly north but not exactly south."
He will get low and try to stealth as well.
13   4
STEALTH (0)
Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook:
18   15
STEALTH (2)

Yvaine Songsteel: Vewy quiet in plate sounds hard. She tries to do so as well...
23   19
STEALTH (3)

Dr Catriona:
10   19
STEALTH (3)

Levinath (GM):
21   28
STEALTH (9)
Wisdom
Goblin
Ability: 8 | 6

Dr Catriona: SOmeone use a Help action lol

Yvaine Songsteel: YVAINE HELPS?

Levinath (GM): On the south side of the old castle, an overgrown path leads to a passage that climbs up into the wall. A large iron door stands here, sheltered from direct outside attack. Arrow slits ten feet above the ground overlook the path.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra approaches the southern entrance cautiously, trying to keep an eye out for any unexpected dangers.
20   21
PERCEPTION (4)

Levinath (GM): Westra is able to hear familiar sounds from the overhead windows. The laughs, shouts, and dishes remind her of a solider's mess hall.

Westra Goldbrook: She turns and whispers to the others. "It sounds as though the kitchen is full. Stealth won't last past opening the door, I'd wager. Be ready to move."

Wolfe: "Good."
"I hate all this sneakin around anyway."
The Half-Orc takes one more drink, then draws Talon.

Dr Catriona: "But how many do you hear?"

Levinath (GM): Westra finds a iron branded oak door that is...locked.

Westra Goldbrook: "Dozens," she responds, in a whisper. She looks back towards the others. "Should we look for another way in, less near the horde?"
"Or wait until nightfall, perhaps..."

Dr Catriona: "What about the patrols?"

Wolfe: "Raithe."
"Can you open this sucker up quietly?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "One sec."
22   18
Thieves Tools (7)

Levinath (GM): Click The door swings slightly opened with a soft creek.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe steps back. "After you."
He will nock an arrow and get ready to provide ranged support.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly. He then smirks a little at Westra. "You want me to go first, Princess?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolls her eyes and presses carefully forward

Levinath (GM): Westra enters a small foyer that has a few rotten barrels and moldy crates laying around. A wooden door to the north and a second one can be seen to the west.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra explores the hall to the north, gesturing for Raithe to join her at the front in order to inspect the door.

Levinath (GM): She finds a simple latched wooden door, there appears to be no lock or other restraining device, at least from this side.

Westra Goldbrook: She looks back towards the rest of the party, Cat in particular, as she seems to be the one with particular ingenuity. "Any way we can bar that door?" she asks, pointing back towards the door to the west, beyond which she is guessing the horde of goblins is eating.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe joins her at the front, inspecting the door in question.

Levinath (GM): Both doors are simple wooden doors that have a latch in the middle used to open and close the door.

Dr Catriona: "I do not think there is anything at hand that will stop a group of brawny hobgoblins from crashing through a simple door., unfortunately."
"I do have nuts and bolts which can serve as caltrops, however."

Wolfe: "It'd be good just to delay them for a few moments."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I have actual caltrops, too."

Dr Catriona: "We can cover double the area, then."

Westra Goldbrook: "Caltrops in front of that door would likely be helpful, if there's no way to disable that latch."

Levinath (GM): A shriek followed by a crash and then a cacophony of goblin laughs ring out from the door to the West.

Dr Catriona: "That sounds like a disturbing celebration."

Westra Goldbrook: After whatever measures that could be taken were taken, Westra will return to the northern door and carefully push it open.

Raithe Moonstrike: "All right."
Raithe lays down caltrops in front of the door where the goblins are celebrating.

Dr Catriona: (As an action, you can spread a single bag of caltrops to cover a 5-foot-square area. Any creature that enters the area must succeed on a DC 15 Dexterity saving throw or stop moving and take 1 piercing damage. Until the creature regains at least 1 hit point, its walking speed is reduced by 10 feet. A creature moving through the area at half speed doesn't need to make the saving throw. )

Westra Goldbrook:
22   13
PERCEPTION (4)

Dr Catriona: "~Elvish~That looks like good coverage to me." she says to Raithe with a nod.
(I dont even see Wolfe)

Raithe Moonstrike: "~Elvish~ I hope so. As long as it slows them down, we should be all right."

Levinath (GM): Westra sees six hobgoblins hiding against the walls nearest her, including one in the back stilly bloody from a fight about an hour ago. He sneers at her. "Its them!"

Hobgoblin:
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 13
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 9

Wolfe:
11
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe

Hobgoblin:
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 20
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 4
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 17
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 20

Dr Catriona:
21
INITIATIVE (3)

Westra Goldbrook: "Enemies!" she calls back to the others, trying to whisper despite her surprise.

Raithe Moonstrike:
11
INITIATIVE (5)

Westra Goldbrook:
13
INITIATIVE (2)

Raithe Moonstrike:
10
INITIATIVE (5)

Yvaine Songsteel:
8
INITIATIVE (3)

Dr Catriona:
Ice Sheet
evocation 1
Casting Time: One action
Range: 20' radius within 60'
Components: M (Mastery of Ice)
Duration: 10 minutes
Choose a point on the ground you can see within 60 feet of you. The ground in a 20-foot radius centered on that point becomes covered in ice for 10 minutes. It is difficult terrain, and any creature that moves more than 10 feet on it must succeed on a DEX saving throw DC14 or fall prone. If the surface is sloped, a creature that falls prone in the area immediately slides to the bottom of the slope.

2 psi points spent.
(Its diff terrain so they are all at half movement)
Focus: Mastery of Fire
Transmutation cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Fire: While focused on this discipline, you gain resistance to fire damage, and you gain a +2 bonus to rolls for fire damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Hobgoblin: The goblin back by the door shoots an arrow at Westra.
Longbow
Hobgoblin
Attack: 13 | 12
Damage: 5 piercing

Westra Goldbrook: Westra bats the arrow away with a snarl.
19   16
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
12
Slashing

Dr Catriona: The Doctor holds out her hand and frost forms on her nose and cheeks as coats the floor in the distance with ice.

Westra Goldbrook: Another goblin moves into Westra's range, and her fury at seeing the wounded goblin again translates into PAIN for his cohorts. She cuts the advancing goblin in half, and looks towards the remaining foes.

Hobgoblin: Another comes from Westra's left and attacks.
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 10 | 5
Damage: 7 slashing + 9 slashing

Westra Goldbrook: She bashes away the oncoming sword strike with the bar of her halberd, and then answers the attack with one of her own.
25   16
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
13
Slashing
17   9
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
7
Bludgeoning
Westra slices through a second hobgoblin with a grunt and then diverts the butt end of her weapon into the nearest standing goblin.

Hobgoblin: "Idiots, I have to do everything myself" He hefts his great sword at the woman.
Great Sword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 14 | 12
Damage: 4 slashing + 11 slashing

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe shoots at the hobgoblin engaging Westra!

Westra Goldbrook: Once more, Westra's fury and her halberd successfully parry the oncoming attack.

Raithe Moonstrike:
14   23
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
8
piercing
  4
piercing

Hobgoblin: The leader of the group raises his bracer and deflects Raithe's arrow.

Raithe Moonstrike: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Wolfe: Wolfe takes in a slow deep breath. His eyes close for a moment and when they open again there is a deep and intent focus to them.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   
12   19
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
14
slashing
He then quickly leaps forward and slashes across the Hobgoblin's chest and lands next to Westra, focusing ahead toward the boss -- but looks past him toward the one who he'd freed.
"I warned you."

Hobgoblin: He snarls at Wolfe. "I was told what you did green skin. Kill the woman and join us."
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 5 | 6
Damage: 9 slashing + 7 slashing

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't even respond.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra snarls and shoves away the oncoming swing with the bar of her halberd.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine calls upon the divine light to engulf the Boss in Sacred Flame.
Sacred Flame

Hobgoblin:
Dexterity
Hobgoblin
Ability: 7 | 2
8
The hobgoblin from earlier aims at Westra, looking for vengeance.
Longbow
Hobgoblin
Attack: 9 | 7
Damage: 2 piercing

Westra Goldbrook: Westra notices the injured goblin taking aim, and moves aside to let the arrow pass without issue

Dr Catriona: Pulling her BOOMER from its holster, she levels the weapon at the Boss. Its bluish fire ejects from it, streaking through the hallway.

Hobgoblin: 19

Dr Catriona: No go then!

Hobgoblin:
Dexterity
Hobgoblin
Ability: 17 | 8

Dr Catriona: It hits the wall behind him and disapates.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Hobgoblin: The archer in the back kicks the door opened behind him before firing an arrow at Westra.
Longbow
Hobgoblin
Attack: 21 | 14
Damage: 9 piercing
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 18

Westra Goldbrook: Distracted by the door she hadn't noticed before, Westra takes an arrow to the shoulder. "Nngh!" she grunts, staggering a step.

Hobgoblin:
Initiative
Hobgoblin
Initiative: 13

Dr Catriona: "Take cover!"

Hobgoblin: Two more Hobgoblins charge into the room.
Dexterity
Hobgoblin
Ability: 19 | 2
Longbow
Hobgoblin
Attack: 19 | 21
Damage: 6 piercing

Wolfe: The arrow hits Wolfe's shoulder and he doesn't even register it.

Westra Goldbrook:
22   11
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
11
Slashing

Hobgoblin: The boss swings at Westra again.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is unfazed by the appearance of new targets, and lashes out towards one of the newcomers, cutting his attack on Wolfe short.

Hobgoblin:
Great Sword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 23 | 18
Damage: 7 slashing + 9 slashing

Westra Goldbrook: While she's doing so, however, she leaves herself open to a blow from the boss.
"Foul creatures!" she snarls

Hobgoblin: He slices into her and yells. "Quit slacking and end these fools! There are more in the hallway!"

Westra Goldbrook:
25   16
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
9
Slashing
rolling 1d6
(5)= 5
16   9
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning
Westra swings in a wide arc, cutting deep into one gobln and nicking the boss

Hobgoblin: The second new goblin pulls a bow and shoots at Wolfe.
Longbow
Hobgoblin
Attack: 5 | 12
Damage: 2 piercing

Wolfe:
26   13
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
10
slashing

Yvaine Songsteel:
21   21
PERCEPTION (6)

Wolfe: Wolfe swings his blade in three quick, lightning-fast slashes. When he finishes the maneuver a single line of draining blood to the ground.

Dr Catriona:
15   5
PERCEPTION (4)

Wolfe: "Shouldn't have come back." He said sharply, his eyes focused on the former prisoner.

Hobgoblin: Yvaine and the Doc can hear tables and chairs being overturned, with shouting and clammering moving closer to the door to the West of them.

Raithe Moonstrike:
24   18
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
11
piercing
  12
piercing

Hobgoblin: Only hate shines in the Hobgoblin's eyes, he ignores Wolfe.

Yvaine Songsteel: "I think we've got company coming."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yvaine, Doctor, come away from that door!" Westra calls in response to Yvaine's warning.

Dr Catriona: "It sounds like fortification, furniture being moved into position to repel."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sprints forward and nocks an arrow, firing as he comes to a dead stop.
The hobgoblin just becomes dead as the arrow strikes his heart!

Hobgoblin:
Longsword
Hobgoblin
Attack: 23 | 19
Damage: 7 slashing + 4 slashing
The hobgoblin sees his commander fall and growls in rage as he brings his sword across her mid section.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is caught up in calling to the others and misses the oncoming blow from the hobgoblin. She takes a nasty strike across her middle, one that doubles her over and leaves her staggering backwards.

Wolfe: "Fall back and heal up." He snarls toward Westra as he sees her stagger backward.

Westra Goldbrook: "With what?" she growls back, reminding him that they're out of potions. Desperate to not be taken out of the fight so soon, she looks towards the hall to see how far away Yvaine was.

Yvaine Songsteel: Immediately seeing Westra's difficulty, Yvaine closes the distance and moves behind Wolfe and touches Westra.
9
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds
Then she ducks behind Raithe. Tee hee.

Westra Goldbrook: Yvaine's help is enough to allow Westra to breathe again. "My thanks."

Hobgoblin: The group's friend sees the fight is not going as well as anticipated...again. and Takes off down the hallway in the back room.

Dr Catriona: "Tarnation."

Hobgoblin:
Initiative
Goblin
Initiative: 18
Initiative
Goblin
Initiative: 22
Initiative
Goblin
Initiative: 7
Initiative
Goblin
Initiative: 21
Initiative
Goblin
Initiative: 5
Initiative
Goblin
Initiative: 15

Hobgoblin:
Initiative
Goblin
Initiative: 12
The door next to the Doc flies opened and a goblin begins shouting at her.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Fortification indeed."

Hobgoblin:
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 20 | 17
Scimitar
Goblin
Attack: 13 | 9
Damage: 5 slashing
Scimitar Offhand
Goblin
Attack: 11 | 23
Damage: 1 slashing

Dr Catriona: ~Goblin~ "Dec tuun ghaac?" (why so mean?)
Goblin: "

Wolfe: "What's goin on back there!?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yvaine, get into the main room with Wolfe and Westra. Gonna have to pull out another trick to slow these guys down.
Goblin: "Ghu Jaak Uhh Fraggit" (You're not my supervisor!
)

Raithe Moonstrike: " Raithe said.

Yvaine Songsteel: "You don't need to tell me twice!"

Dr Catriona:
Rolling Flame
evocation 2
Casting Time: One action
Range: 20'x20' cube in 5'
Components: M (Mastery of Fire)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
You create fire in a 20-foot-by-20-foot cube within 5 feet of you. The fire lasts until your concentration ends. Any creature in that area when you use this ability and any creature that ends its turn there takes 2 fire damage.

3 psi points spent.
(gah
(7 damage)
(All in square take 7 fire damage)
Goblin:
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 22 | 10
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 10 | 18
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 13 | 15
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 3 | 6

Dr Catriona: (There is no save)
(5 damage + 2 for being psychic focused on fire)
(because I wanted to add 2)
She uses her bonus action to regain 2 HP from discipline use.
✔ End of Turn ✔
Goblin:
Longbow
Hobgoblin
Attack: 20 | 20
Damage: 7 piercing

Westra Goldbrook:
25   25
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
9
Slashing
14   8
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning

Dr Catriona: "Fine! Find accellerant. Much alcohol in there, I see!" she calls out, and her firey personality takes over as she concentrates like a child hanving a tantrum and BOOOMBOOOMBOOM* the room engulfs in flames and explosions as the rum catches.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Doctor, are you okay?!"

Raithe Moonstrike:
10   12
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
10
piercing
  8
piercing
✔ End of Turn ✔
Goblin: The room does indeed whoosh into flames far past the normal effects of her spell. Tables and chairs catch flame.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra slashes impatiently at the goblin before her, ending his time alive. As she's making her way towards the other to finish him as well, the nearby dining hall rumbles in exploding fire, and she misses her second swing

Dr Catriona: (unfortunately Ice persists. DC 14)

Wolfe:
12   19
20/40
Hand Axe (+7)
Wolfe
10
slashing

Dr Catriona: ~Goblin~" I AM YOUR SUPERVISOR!"
Goblin: "You are not Snot! You are too tall!"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine moves opposite of Raithe and faces a choice between healing Westra, or sniping the Gobby in front of Cat. When the Doc shouts at him though, she decides to lend Westra a hand. She moves over and touches her with the light of Helm once again!
12
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Dr Catriona: ~goblin~ "A al or tokhaageruur khruul //Look at me. Look at me. I am your Supervisor now."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra feels a hand at her back and the healing light of Helm washing over her. "Lady Songsteel, you are quickly becoming one of my favorite people!"

Wolfe: "That's probably a short list, so don't feel too flattered Yvaine."
Yagg: -Goblin- "Who the fuck set my kitchen on fire?! I am gonna chop you up and eat you!"

Dr Catriona: "Snot did it!"
Yagg:
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 20 | 4

Yvaine Songsteel: A broad grin spread on the Cleric's face. "The shorter the list, the more favored I should feel, Wolfe."
Yagg: -Goblin- "And who the fuck is leaving caltrops all over the floor?!"

Dr Catriona: (Yagg takes 7 damage)
(he started his turn in there)
Yagg: He grabs a hunk of flaming chicken leg (or something) and throws it at Cat.
18   11
30 ft
1
Bludgeoning
  3
Fire
 
Dr Catriona: The doctor is hit with meat product.
Yagg:
Scimitar
Goblin
Attack: 7 | 20
Damage: 3 slashing
Scimitar Offhand
Goblin
Attack: 5 | 17
Damage: 2 slashing

Yvaine Songsteel: "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Not appropriate!" The protective cleric calls out at the Goblin's in a deep, threatening tone as they whack her buddy with meat.

Dr Catriona: (Can I go around one?)
(beuller?)
She will fully disengage.
✔ End of Turn ✔
"Hot stuff, coming through!"
Yagg:
Longbow
Hobgoblin
Attack: 12 | 22
Damage: 7 piercing

Dr Catriona: "Hot pursuit, too!"

Westra Goldbrook:
15   13
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
10
Slashing
9   13
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning
Addled by the icy lack of footing, Westra's normally smooth pair of strikes fail to land. She growls and backs off of the slick surface and heads towards the hall to make sure the others are alright.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will shoot at the Weapon Master.
25   18
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
11
piercing
  8
piercing
Raithe nocks an arrow and shoots right over Westra's shoulders.

Wolfe:
16   15
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
12
slashing
Wolfe swings his blade at the Hobgoblin but his swing goes wide.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Excellent," Yvaine's mouth sneers in a shockingly malicious tone as she just lifts her crossbow and shoots at the Hobgoblin remaining.
8   22
Yagg: -Goblin- "Come here hot stuff, I got some meat for ya."

Yvaine Songsteel: But her crossbow misfires causing her to curse under her breath.

Dr Catriona: Yvaine can see Catriona make face of grossed outededness.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Are you all right?" she whispers to the blonde.
Yagg: He reaches into the flaming room and tosses a steak flambe at Westra.
19   24
30 ft
3
Bludgeoning
  1
Fire
 
Dr Catriona: "That goblin sapper. Saying some rather disturbing nonsense towards the Captain."
Yagg:
Longbow
Hobgoblin
Attack: 18 | 14
Damage: 7 piercing

Westra Goldbrook: Westra bats away the oncoming flaming meat, though it breaks apart and singes her some about the face and neck. Her look of disgust quickly dissolves to a murderous glare.

Yvaine Songsteel: "He won't live long enough to regret it, by the looks of things."

Dr Catriona: (Cant use my attacks for whatever reason)
(DC 14)
Yagg:
23   9
DEXTERITY SAVE (4)

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Westra Goldbrook: Westra surges forward and swings at the meat-flinging creature.
16   14
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
7
Slashing
12   23
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
7
Bludgeoning

Raithe Moonstrike:
23   17
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
7
piercing
  9
piercing
 
Wolfe: 13
28   14
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
15
slashing
Wolfe explodes the guy who was in front of him. It's a cautionary tale for random encounters.

Yvaine Songsteel:
Sacred Flame
Yagg:
9   21
DEXTERITY SAVE (4)

Yvaine Songsteel: rolling 1d8
(
3
)
= 3

Dr Catriona: The Doctor looks surprised at that unmitigated display of violence and gore.
(it happens to me too)
Yagg: Cookie grabs a bottle from h is waist and holds his hand to the fire before twirling it and tossing it at Westra.

Dr Catriona: (I think the tokens arent connected to the sheets or something? I also dont hvave my blue bar)
Yagg:
DC 15 Dex Save for half damage.Take 1d6 at the start of every turn until you spend an action to douse the flames.
6
Fire
Special Sauce

Westra Goldbrook:
22   5
DEXTERITY SAVE (2)
Westra bats at the flames about herself with a few unladylike curses spewed between gritted teeth.

Dr Catriona: DC14 Reflex
Yagg:
19   7
DEXTERITY SAVE (4)

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is busy enough patting out the flames on her armor that she is momentarily prevented from attacking.
- end turn -
Yagg: Several explosions can be heard from the kitchen.

Dr Catriona: "Oh oops." She stops concentrating on the Rolling Flames.

Raithe Moonstrike:
19   12
PERCEPTION (2)
Yagg: The door does not appear trapped.

Dr Catriona: "What about the culinary goblin?"
(HES DEAD)
(bathroom)
Yagg: Wolfe finds a small hallway with a door to the west and one to t he east.

Dr Catriona: "They just left?"

Wolfe: Wolfe kicks the door open, expecting foes and reinforcements. "Huh."
"Well. Fuck. Let's go clean up."

Raithe Moonstrike: "There's nobody in there, right?"

Wolfe: "Yeah it's a hall."

Yvaine Songsteel:
12   23
5
Yagg: -Goblin- You fitly human! Eat meat!"
9   15
30 ft

Dr Catriona: DC14
Ref
Yagg:
21   9
DEXTERITY SAVE (4)

Westra Goldbrook:
19   21
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
12
Slashing
Westra steps forward and attempts to put a violent end to the meat-slinging

Dr Catriona: She fires and it again goes awry.

Westra Goldbrook: As the last goblin slides to pieces, Westra turns to see how the others in the party are faring

Dr Catriona: (I am not concentrating on it)
(Yeah, just saying, for status sake. Not conc on it no more)

Westra Goldbrook: Seeing all the present goblins dispatched, Westra leans on a hand against the wall, catches her breath, and inspects the gash across her middle.

Wolfe: "Good shooting Raithe." Wolfe looks down at the Hobgoblin with an arrow through his throat that Wolfe had released. He frowns as he considers the man, now dead, and shakes his head in dismay.

Raithe Moonstrike: "You all right, Westra?" Raithe asked.

Dr Catriona: thxgm
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
25
Wolfe
22
Yvaine Songsteel
30
Raithe Moonstrike
34
Dr. Wicker
34
GroupInit:
Yvaine Songsteel
30
Westra Goldbrook
22
GroupInit:
Yvaine Songsteel
31
Westra Goldbrook
27
GroupInit:
Yvaine Songsteel
20
Westra Goldbrook
4
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
8
Wolfe
1
Yvaine Songsteel
17
Raithe Moonstrike
11
Dr. Wicker
9
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
15
Wolfe
4
Yvaine Songsteel
7
Raithe Moonstrike
24
Dr. Wicker
8

Levinath (GM):
Hold Person
enchantment 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small, straight piece of iron)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Choose a humanoid that you can see within range. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be paralyzed for the duration. At the end of each of its turns, the target can make another Wisdom saving throw. On a success, the spell ends on the target.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you can target on additional humanoid for each slot level above 2nd. The humanoids must be within 30 feet of each other when you target them.
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
16
Wolfe
1
Yvaine Songsteel
5
Raithe Moonstrike
24
Doctor Wicker
14
Session 15

Levinath (GM): After an attempt to sneak into a side entrance to Cragmaw Castle, the Watchers have turned their subterfuge into an all-out assault. Gore and bodyparts lay strewn across the hallways they currently reside, and the sick smell of charred goblin flesh wafts into the hall from the dining area to the south.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra leans on a hand against the wall, her spare hand wrapped at her middle to keep pressure on a large gash at her waist. She eyes the others in turn. "Is everyone alright?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine gave a nod without a word in typical Yvaine fashion.
Sixxy: "Umm, Mister Wolfe ran off." she says.

Wolfe: "Wut?" Wolfe comes from around the corner, drinking his flask.

Sixxy gave everyone two berries earlier, by the way.

Levinath (GM):
12
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine lays a hand on Westra's side wound and it seals shut.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws a fuller, easier breath. She sighs and nods towards Yvaine. "Truly, your talents are much appreciated."
Doctor Wicker:
24   24
PERCEPTION (4)

Westra Goldbrook: "Was there anything of interest in that room?" she asked Wolfe, nodding to the room behind him from which he'd just emerged.

Levinath (GM): The Doctor sees more goblins running into the southern entrance to the castle. She recognizes several from the far end of the kitchen previously.
Doctor Wicker: "Company!"
Doctor Wicker: She closes the door?
(Is it Raithe's turn?)
She does.

Levinath (GM): The Doctor closes the door, but there is no lock, it simply rests in the frame.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shoots the doctor an odd look when the woman closes the lock-less door, clearly confused at the urge to hide instead of attack. She moves forward and reaches to open it back up in the process of moving through it. "Stay out of range, doctor," she advises. "Wolfe! There are enemies!" she shouts, over her other shoulder. She then advances into the hallway and slashes at the foremost goblin.
25   10
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
9
Slashing
8   10
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning

Wolfe: A grunt is all she gets in response.
Doctor Wicker: (Raithe go)

Raithe Moonstrike:
24   20
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
7
piercing
  10
piercing
The door opens and Raithe's arrow sails out immediately, finding a home between the eyes of a goblin down the hall.

Levinath (GM): As his allies fall the goblin lets out a high pitched scream and charges at Westra.
Scimitar
Goblin
Attack: 9 | 14
Damage: 7 slashing

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lifts her weapon to knock back the attack with a growl
Doctor Wicker: (I wish I knew why my sheet cnt roll stuff)
(yeah my cantrips)
DC 14
Reflex

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 21 | 14
Doctor Wicker: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Levinath (GM):
Shortbow
Goblin
Attack: 14 | 7
Damage: 8 piercing

Westra Goldbrook:
18   12
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
10
Slashing

Levinath (GM):
25   17
7
Shortbow
Goblin
Attack: 12 | 20
Damage: 7 piercing

Westra Goldbrook: "Come and meet your fate!" she roars a challenge to the remaining goblins
Doctor Wicker: (Yeah unless 10 minutes have passed)

Levinath (GM):
19   4
DEXTERITY SAVE (1)
Wolfe
24   9
20/40
Hand Axe (+7)
Wolfe
10
slashing

Raithe Moonstrike:
18   24
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
11
piercing
  11
piercing
 Doctor Wicker: "That hallway has become incredibly messy."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fired an arrow at the final goblin, striking it's tiny, black heart and ending its life.
RakFu: "Like Westra's personal life." He says and then drinks some more.

Westra Goldbrook: "That seems to be all of them, for the moment," Westra says, looking towards the others.
"Was there anything in the side room you explored?" she asked Wolfe again

Wolfe: "Two doors."
"Some sounds like there were more of these fuckers."
"Place is probably swarming with them."

Westra Goldbrook: "Then let's head that way. We might as well do some housekeeping while we're here."

Raithe Moonstrike: "If that's the case, we're in for a long fight."

Wolfe: Wolfe sniffs at the air.
"...Is someone cooking?"

Westra Goldbrook: She paused, while turning. "Wait. Where did those last four come from? Through the fire in the kitchen?"

Wolfe: "...There's a kitchen?"
"...that's on fire?"
Doctor Wicker: "Correct. And correct."

Raithe Moonstrike: "They got past the caltrops?"
Doctor Wicker: "Those that survived, yes."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, there's quite the blaze going," she says, edging down towards the kitchen

Wolfe: "Huh."
"...They got any meat in there?"
Doctor Wicker: "But the reinforcements entered from that southern door."

Wolfe: Wolfe walks down to inspect.
Doctor Wicker: "The one we entered from."

Westra Goldbrook: "Would you put off your lust for food and drink long enough to attend matters like a grown man?" she griped at Wolfe

Levinath (GM): As Westra inspects the kitchen the door behind Yvaine and the Doc flies opened to the shouting of more goblins.
Doctor Wicker: "Don't trip on the bodies."

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 12 | 11
And more goblins come from the room to the East.
Doctor Wicker: "Nerts! Back here!"

Levinath (GM): 1
Shortbow
Goblin
Attack: 19 | 19
Damage: 4 piercing
A goblin charges in and attacks Raithe.
Scimitar
Goblin
Attack: 21 | 23
Damage: 3 slashing
Scimitar
Goblin
Attack: 18 | 20
Damage: 5 slashing

Raithe Moonstrike: ~Elvish~ "Bright Lady's Tits, where did these bastards come from!"

Westra Goldbrook: At the doctor's alarm, Westra begins to move back through the corpse-strewn hallway, trying to reach the enemies advancing.
Doctor Wicker: She will provoke an attack by the prone goblin as she moves away
Well.. she will shoot first.

Levinath (GM):
Scimitar
Goblin
Attack: 16 | 14
Damage: 6 slashing
Doctor Wicker: (No disadvantage)
(normal)

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 22 | 15
Doctor Wicker: ✔ End of Turn ✔
"Mister Wolfe, one is a sitting goose out there on the ice." she advises.
Because there are no ducks on Lantan.

Levinath (GM):
Poison Spray
Goblin
You extend your hand toward a creature you can see within range and project a puff of noxious gas from your palm. The creature must succeed on a Constitution saving throw or take 1d12 poison damage.

This spell's damage increases by 1d12 when you reach 5th level (2d12), 11th level (3d12), and 17th level (4d12).
Damage: 10 Poison

Raithe Moonstrike:
6   6
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

Levinath (GM):
Scimitar
Goblin
Attack: 7 | 13
Damage: 5 slashing
Shortbow
Goblin
Attack: 23 | 18
Damage: 5 piercing
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 19 | 20

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   
19   15
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
16
slashing

Raithe Moonstrike:
23   23
Rapier (+7)
10
piercing
  7
piercing
 
Wolfe: Wolfe drops the empty flask (don't worry he'll be back for it), drawing Talon cleanly from its sheath. He then bursts forward in speed, cutting a goblin in half with deadly precision before he steps into melee with the two goblins. He stomps on the prone one for good measure. "Come get some, boys."
Doctor Wicker: Catriona almost trips as she positions herself, because one of Westra's amputations are in her footpath.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra surges forward into the room from the hall, halberd flashing in the dim light. "FIENDS!"
16   17
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
8
Slashing
25   10
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning

Levinath (GM):
Shortbow
Goblin
Attack: 9 | 7
Damage: 8 piercing
Scimitar
Goblin
Attack: 17 | 14
Damage: 3 slashing
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 9 | 14
Doctor Wicker:
DC14
Dexterity Save
3
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Levinath (GM):
Poison Spray
Goblin
You extend your hand toward a creature you can see within range and project a puff of noxious gas from your palm. The creature must succeed on a Constitution saving throw or take 1d12 poison damage.

This spell's damage increases by 1d12 when you reach 5th level (2d12), 11th level (3d12), and 17th level (4d12).
Damage: 8 Poison
Doctor Wicker:
19   20
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

Levinath (GM):
10   20
Shortbow
Goblin
Attack: 24 | 19
Damage: 4 piercing

Wolfe:
21   28
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
16
slashing
11   5
DEXTERITY SAVE (1)
Wolfe
Wolfe swings really hard and then falls down on his face.

Westra Goldbrook: "Now's no time for laying down!" Westra shouts as Wolfe goes prone.

Raithe Moonstrike:
13   8
Rapier (+7)
6
piercing
  8
piercing
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on October 28, 2017, 10:55:00 AM
((Pt 2))
 

Westra Goldbrook:
20   12
DEXTERITY SAVE (2)

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe runs forward and finds the creature who poisoned him. He doesn't even go for a light-hearted quip. He just drives his rapier into her/its mouth and out the back of its skull.
"The only good goblin is a dead one." he said, spitting on the corpse.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stomps sure of foot across the ice to engage the remaining goblins.
12   17
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
11
Slashing
12   7
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning

Levinath (GM): Perhaps not sure footed enough, she misses both attacks.
Shortbow
Goblin
Attack: 13 | 5
Damage: 6 piercing

Westra Goldbrook: Her swings go wide, which only infuriates her further. When one of the pair of goblins retreats, she shouts towards him, "FACE ME, YOU CRAVEN FIEND!" and then slaps away his incoming arrow with the blade of her halberd.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs as he lays on the ice.
It's comfy and cool.
Doctor Wicker: "Why is she so angry?" she asks randomly to Yvaine.

Yvaine Songsteel: shrugs

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Goblin
Ability: 8 | 14
Doctor Wicker:
DC14
Dexterity Save
8
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)
✔ End of Turn ✔

Levinath (GM): Yvaine readies for when a foe appears.
Doctor Wicker: "I hit!" she celebrates in dorky fashion, almost like an anime character or something.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes!" Westra agrees, heartily. "Let us advance and hit again!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will eat a Goodberry
Doctor Wicker: "I mean. Eat it, gritsucker." she says, correcting her celebration to something that supposedly sounds more badass.

Wolfe:
10   23
20/40
Hand Axe (+7)
Wolfe
10
slashing
Wolfe throws at the fleeing goblin's ear. "COME HERE YOUR LITTLE SHIT!"
Goblin: "Ahahah!"

Raithe Moonstrike:
21   19
80/320
Shortbow (+7)
11
piercing
  4
piercing
 
Westra Goldbrook: "Your shots are inspired tonight, Raithe," Westra congratulates him, as the last goblin falls. "Well done."

Raithe Moonstrike: The goblin laughs and gets shot in the mouth with an arrow. Raithe watches it die.
"Such nasty creatures."

Westra Goldbrook: "Onward!"

Wolfe: Wolfe walks up and grabs his handaxe.
"Sec, I need to grab my flask."
Doctor Wicker: Catriona will shoot her fire gun at the ice sheet to steam it out of existence.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Should I scout up ahead? Maybe if we don't let these guys we're coming, we can avoid fighting this many at once?"

Wolfe: He walks back to their original positioning to grab the spent alcohol receptacle. As he goes he holds a hand up toward the Doc for a high-five. "Good job, Cat."

Levinath (GM): This small hallway has a doorway to the east which is closed and a doorway to the west which opens into a larger room where the goblins attacked the party from the north.
Doctor Wicker: She seems a little confused a moment and gives an awkward high five to the half orc.

Wolfe: "I figure you were the reason for that Goblin barbeque."
"Good thinkin."
Doctor Wicker: "Oh. Well, yes, though that combustion was larger than my calculations anticipated."

Wolfe: He then eats the berries and speaks while eating, "Mamph fanks fwer de verries!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Wait, come here, first," Westra gestures to Raithe. "You're injured. Allow me."
Doctor Wicker: "Why is everyone splitting up?"

Wolfe: "They're moving up. I just came back here for my flask."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe stays in place while Westra does...whatever Paladins do. The last time a Paladin touched him, he was being arrested.
He feels better and nods to Westra. "Hey, thanks, Boss Lady."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra prays quietly over Raithe, and beseeches Helm to restore some of the archer's lost health.
"Of course," she replies with a nod. "Now, please do scout ahead for us."
Doctor Wicker: She looks in at the fire, then shakes her head and returns to the others.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Got it."

Westra Goldbrook: She looks back and tsks, trying to quietly get Wolfe & cat's attention to gesture for them to catch up

Raithe Moonstrike:
11   14
PERCEPTION (2)

Levinath (GM): This tower has almost completely collapsed, although the ground floor still has a little open space. Rotting crates and ancient barrels show that provisions were once stored here. A heavy curtain blocks a crumbling area to the south, and an intact door leads east. There are no other doors as far as Raithe can see.

Raithe Moonstrike: "So we've got a door leading east. Looks like that's all that's here. I'll check the door as soon as everyone is ready."

Westra Goldbrook: "Proceed," she suggests

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe checks the eastern door to see if it is locked or trapped."
20   13
INVESTIGATION (5)

Levinath (GM): The door is a branded wooden door, it appears in a better state that the other doors the group had passed, but Raithe sees no traps or locks on the door.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes a moment to check the door. Finding nothing wrong, he looks to Wolfe.
"The door seems like it's okay to open. You want to open it? I'll back you." Raithe said, stepping back to allow him to move.

Wolfe: "Yah sure fuck it."
Wolfe kicks the door open with his sword drawn.
Doctor Wicker: Catriona will prepare a mi....bah

Westra Goldbrook: "So much for tactical stealth," Westra mutters, but tbh she does not really mind at all.

Levinath (GM): A square table with several chairs stands to the south near the door. Near the table, a massive Bugbear stands holding an unconscious dwarf who looks badly beaten, a hunting knife to his throat.

Wolfe: "HEY IT'S A FUCKING DWARF!"
"FINALLY!"
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
14
Wolfe
14
Yvaine Songsteel
5
Raithe Moonstrike
11
Doctor Wicker
22

Wolfe:
18   16
PERCEPTION (3)
Wolfe

Levinath (GM): As Wolfe kicks open the door, the hallway shifts into complete darkness.

Westra Goldbrook: "PUT DOWN THE DWARF AND SURRENDER, OR MEET YOUR DOOM, FIEND!"
Doctor Wicker:
Focus: Mastery of Light/Dark
Transmutation cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components: V, S, M
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Darkness: While focused on this discipline, natural and magical darkness within 30 feet of you has no effect on your vision.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
(isnt it my go?)

Levinath (GM):
Initiative
Initiative: 12
Doctor Wicker: She uses the Phantasmitron 2000 to make an illusion!
It creates WOLFE!...
omg
(it makes an illusion of Wolfe)
Minor Illusion

King Grol: "You will not take Dwarf! I am king. KING!" HE shouts as the illusion appears. He backs away from it and yells. "Stay away magic orc or I will kill him!"

Wolfe: Wolfe is really, really tired of people calling him an Orc.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves forward, carefully feeling for the wall and door she'd seen a moment before.

King Grol:
Intelligence
Bugbear
Ability: 11 | 10

Westra Goldbrook: She finds her way into the room.

King Grol:
Dire Wolf
12 | 17
If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 13 Strength saving throw or be knocked prone.
A wolf bites at Westra as she enters the doorway.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra snarls back at the wolf and swings at it in return.
17   11
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
7
Slashing
19   13
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
7
Bludgeoning
Doctor Wicker: "Some large animal just attempted to bite into the Captain." she alerts those who cannot see.

Wolfe: "Well."
Doctor Wicker: "Careful upon entry."

Wolfe: "That one's free on a platter."
"Not takin it."

King Grol: The wolf growls as he is struck repeatedly.
Doctor Wicker: Wolfe sees an illusion of himself!

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   
"Hey that guy doesn't look like an Orc at all."
23   14
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
12
slashing
24   11
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
16
slashing

Westra Goldbrook: "WOLFE!"
"DO NOT KILL THE DWARAF!"

Wolfe: 4

Westra Goldbrook: "Or the bugbear for that matter! We need them both!"

Wolfe: Wolfe beats the holy shit out of the bugbear."

King Grol: He snarls! "Now dwarf will die!"

Wolfe: "DROP THE FUCKING DWARF OR I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU."
"THAT'S YOUR ONLY FUCKING WARNING, SHITBAG."
Doctor Wicker: "Everyone is yelling." she states the obvious.

Westra Goldbrook:
16   21
WISDOM SAVE (4)
14   26
CHARISMA SAVE (6)

King Grol: A drow appears from the shadows, his spell nearly taking hold on Westra.
He snarls and backs up.
"I AM THE KING! I DO NOT TAKE ORDERS FROM YOU!"

Wolfe: "You're about to be a fuckin corpse you don't use your fuckin head!"

Westra Goldbrook: At the snarl behind her, Westra turns in time to see a drow drawing back. "Be careful!" she wants Raithe. "Drow!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looked toward the Paladin. "Drow? Where?" he snarled.
15   10
Rapier (+7)
7
piercing
  5
piercing
"Unlike my friends, I don't give warnings, Dark Elf." Raithe snarled.
Vyara: Just as Raithe's rapier appears to hit home, the drow flips a hand and the blade bounces off a magical barrier.

Raithe Moonstrike: End turn for Raithe.
Vyara:
Dire Wolf
18 | 14
If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 13 Strength saving throw or be knocked prone.

Westra Goldbrook:
19   16
STRENGTH SAVE (4)
Vyara:
Damage: 8piercing

Westra Goldbrook: In gesturing to Raithe, Westra suffers distraction enough that the massive wolf gets a nip at her. "Aggh! Cursed beast!"
Doctor Wicker: (how healthy does the wolf look?)
Two.... shadowy versions of the Doc come out of the darkness.
Like ...NegaDocs™
Shadow Beasts
abjuration 2
Casting Time: One action
Range: 60 feet
Components: M (Mastery of Lightt/Dark)
Duration: Concentration up to 1 minute
As an action, you cause two shadows to appear in unoccupied spaces you can see within 60 feet of you. The shadows last until your concentration ends, and they obey your verbal commands. In combat, roll for their initiative, and choose their behavior during their turns. When this effect ends, the shadows disappear. See the Monster Manual for their stat block:

SHADOW

3 psi points spent
Vyara:
Initiative
Shadow
Initiative: 6
Initiative
Shadow
Initiative: 19
Doctor Wicker:
Dexterity
Shadow
Ability: 16 | 10
(oh you rolled it ok)
She will use her bonus action to regain 3 Hp.

King Grol:
Dwarf Punch
Bugbear
Attack: 15 | 18
You just got punched with a Dwarf!
Damage: 7 bludgeoning
Doctor Wicker: "You think darkness is your ally?!" her emo-goth voice echoes from nowhere.

King Grol:
Morningstar
Bugbear
Attack: 11 | 9
Damage: 7 piercing
The king swings his mace at wolf after nearly striking him with the dwarf's limp body.

Wolfe: "What the fuck!?"
"ARE YOU TRYING TO HIT ME WITH A KNOCKED OUT BODY!?"
Doctor Wicker: Nega Doc #1 hisses and strikes!
Shadow
24 | 13
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 1d4. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.
(It does...)
15 damage necrotic
1

Westra Goldbrook:
20   9
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
13
Slashing
15   26
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning
Westra does not hesitate in slashing at the wolfe, cutting it down. When it falls, she turns to back up Raithe with the Drow who tried to spell her. "Wolfe! Save the dwarf!" she reminds the orc with a shout.
Doctor Wicker: The Nega-Docs hiss and do incomprehensible whispers as Westra deprives them.

Wolfe:
23   18
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
13
slashing

King Grol:
Hypnotic Pattern
illusion 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 120 ft
Target: Each creature in the area who sees the pattern
Components: S, M (A glowing stick of incense or a crystal vial filled with phosphorescent material)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You create a twisting pattern of colors that weaves through the air inside a 30-foot cube within range. The pattern appears for a moment and vanishes. Each creature in the area who sees the pattern must make a Wisdom saving throw. On a failed save, the creature becomes charmed for the duration. While charmed by this spell, the creature is incapacitated and has a speed of 0.

The spell ends for an affected creature if it takes any damage or if someone else uses an action to shake the creature out of its stupor.

Wolfe: Wolfe slashes at Grol's face with the magical longsword, his precision on point as he strikes the Bugbear.

Westra Goldbrook:
5   16
WISDOM SAVE (4)

Wolfe:
12   8
WISDOM SAVE (2)
Wolfe

King Grol:
19   16
WISDOM (4)

Raithe Moonstrike:
13   5
WISDOM SAVE (0)

King Grol:
Wisdom
Bugbear
Ability: 17 | 18
Doctor Wicker: It should if they are in range
Wisdom
Nega-Doc
Ability: 6 | 15
Wisdom
Nega-Doc
Ability: 18 | 19
(One of them)

Wolfe: Wolfe is more dazed than if he'd gone on a bender.
Vyara: "We are not your enemies! Hold your attacks." The drow shouts as he casts a spell.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is stunned by the sudden burst of visible magic, and lowers her weapon in her moment of hypnotized distraction
Vyara: The door closes and locks shut.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine watches Westra fall and kneels down to shake her up.
Doctor Wicker: Catriona runs over and tries to push Wolfe and almost falls over from the resistance of his beefy stature.
"Stop staring at the ceiling, they took Mister Raithe!"
(Grol is threatening?)

King Grol:
Deception
Skill: 28 | 29
Doctor Wicker: (Will I provoke if I move from Grol?)
(I didnt know if he passed)

King Grol: "Oh you a pretty one! Grol keep you!"
Doctor Wicker: Wolfe is awake nonetheless
✔ End of Turn ✔

King Grol:
Dwarf Punch
Bugbear
Attack: 15 | 17
You just got punched with a Dwarf!
Damage: 4 bludgeoning
Morningstar
Bugbear
Attack: 18 | 26
Damage: 10 piercing

Westra Goldbrook: Yvaine shakes Westra out of her fugue, and the Paladin frowns. "What? What happened?"
"Where's Raithe?"

Wolfe: "Ow!"
"DICK"

King Grol: "Ha ha! Take that little man!"

Nega-Doc: The shadow creeps up...
Nega-Doc
22 | 12
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 1d4. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.
Damage: 9necrotic
3 Strength drain

King Grol:
Strength
Bugbear
Ability: 19 | 22

Wolfe: "Who you callin little?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stomps forward and tries to bodily wrestle the dwarf away from the bugbear. "Release him!"
12   17
STRENGTH SAVE (4)

Nega-Doc: The Shadowy Nega-Doc slides up the wall and slashes at the bugbear with an incorporeal knife. It whispers nonsense.

King Grol:
Strength
Bugbear
Ability: 9 | 9
A dwarf lands on Westra.
"Dat my dwarf! Give him back!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra hauls the unconscious dwarf away frp, the fighting. "Yvaine! See if you can help him."

Nega-Doc: The hypnotized Nega Doc stares into space, unbothered by Westra's wild antics.

Levinath (GM):
Morningstar
Bugbear
Attack: 17 | 18
Damage: 8 piercing

Wolfe: Wolfe moves to cover Westra's dwarf-flight. "We're not done, bub."
12   24
Talon (+8)
Wolfe
16
slashing

King Grol: "Hahahaha!"

Wolfe: Wolfe growls in irritation.

Nega-Doc: The Nega-Doc mimics the king's laughter, but its warped and messed up. Like the Predator.

Levinath (GM):
22   9
6
King Grol lets out a grunt as an arrow hits his shoulder.

Nega-Doc: (King looks healthy?)
Sixxy: She will disengage
Doctor Wicker: Open door as an interact?

Levinath (GM): The door is locked.
Doctor Wicker: "Tarnation!"
✔ End of Turn ✔

Levinath (GM):
Morningstar
Bugbear
Attack: 24 | 21
Damage: 16 piercing
Morningstar
Bugbear
Attack: 23 | 19
Damage: 15 piercing
Doctor Wicker: "Nerts!!!"

Wolfe: Wolfe crumples from the assault of the Bugbear King.

King Grol: "Ahahahahaha!"

Nega-Doc: "Ahahahahaha!wheahfgshs"
Nega-Doc
13 | 14
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 2. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rushes back towards the bugbear, halberd first.
22   22
10ft
Halberd Slash (+6)
7
Slashing
24   16
10 ft
Polearm Master (+6)
8
Bludgeoning

Nega-Doc: "The door is locked."

King Grol: Grol falls unconcious.

Levinath (GM): The door unlocks a moment after Grol falls unconcious.

Westra Goldbrook: She grunts as she boots the back end of her weapon into the creature, and then sighs as he falls unconscious. "Did anyone see where Raithe the Drow went?"
Doctor Wicker: said that.

Wolfe:
18
DEATH SAVE (1)
Wolfe

Levinath (GM):
10
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Westra Goldbrook: "Welcome back, Raithe. Any sign of the drow arcanist?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe comes out holding his head. He looks very angry.
"Damned dirty Drow." he grumbles.
"He surprised me. Some kind of magic crap. Couldn't see. When I could, he was gone."

Wolfe: Wolfe groans a bit as he gets to his feet, nodding slowly to Yvaine in thanks as he sees her standing over him. "Thanks."
"So. Drow was working with Grol."
"Think that was our Black Spider?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. We'll need to be wary. Yvaine, Doctor, if you would, please see if there's something to be done for our dwarf friend." She then moves to begin to bind up the bugbear.

Levinath (GM):
14
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Gundren Rockseeker: "Oy...whar am I?"

Westra Goldbrook: "You are safe, for the moment. Master Rockseeker, I presume?"
"I am Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter. My compatriots and I were sent by Commander Cullen of the Flaming Fist to find you."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks around for some alcohol.
Doctor Wicker: Catriona looks distracted a moment, then levels her gaze at Raithe. "Did he take anything?"
Then her attention briefly turns to the drwarf matter.

Wolfe:
10   10
PERCEPTION (3)
Wolfe

Gundren Rockseeker: "Tis my name lassy. He looks at her attire. Oh.....that damned Rutherford got us into this mess. Is Sildhar alright?"

Westra Goldbrook: She arched a brow. "He is indeed, because Commander Rutherford sent us after you lot."
Doctor Wicker: The Doctor will use her Lantanese manacles, which basically look like steampunk zip ties to bind and secure King Grol

Westra Goldbrook: "We seek someone calling himself the Black Spider, or perhaps Glassstaff. Tell me, have you encountered either in your trials?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe tries not to rub the growing knot on his head. "No, he didn't. I almost had him, but he had some kind of magic field up. My sword kept bouncing off of him."

Gundren Rockseeker: "He sent Sildhar to Phandalin with too few men. Four us didn't stand a chance against that goblin ambush." He looked around and at the gore on everyone. "Seems he should have sent you lot in the first place."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will begin searching the room, looking for anything of value or interest.

Wolfe: Wolfe sits down while Westra talks to the Dwarf and pulls out a flask to take himself a drink.

Gundren Rockseeker: The dwarf rubbed his head too. "Black Spider. some of des monsters were talking about a spider, though I was never conscious long to hear much.They wanted me map." He patted his pockets and only a small bit of disappointment showed. "Though it appears they already took it."

Raithe Moonstrike:
23   25
INVESTIGATION (5)

Doctor Wicker will see if King Grol has anything on him other than his main weapon.

Levinath (GM): Cat finds nothing.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe makes his way about the room, looking for anything of note. He reaches the bed and, grimacing, begins to feel along the mattress. His keen ears hear something.
He flips over the mattress and finds a sack of coins. "Hey, Wolfe. Check this out, pal." Raithe said, tossing the Half-Orc the sack of coins.
But a second item catches Raithe's interest. He grinned as he picked it up and unfolded it.
"Ladies and gentlemen...I think we have a lead."

Levinath (GM): The table is strewn with several papers of patrols and goblin nonsense, nothing of extreme import to the group. They do find a note similar to the one in Glassstaff's study that speaks of trouble in the mines, his emissary will be coming in the following days to bring more troops.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc catches the bag and smirks. "Nice."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe moves over to Westra.
"Look at this." he said, opening the map for Westra and the others to see.

Wolfe: "What'd you find, Raithe?"
"Well I'll be fucking cucked."

Westra Goldbrook: "What've you found?" she asks, accepting the paper.

Wolfe: "Nice!"
Doctor Wicker: She peruses the documents, as she is fluent in the language. Perhaps this kind of stuff might be valuable to people who want to come clean this place out?

Raithe Moonstrike: "I think we've found the way to Wave Echo Cavern, if this is what I think it is."

Gundren Rockseeker: "Tis my map Laddie, bravo."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shows Gundren the map, and when he confirms what it is, she eyes it again. "Very good."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on December 25, 2017, 01:15:22 PM
Session 15

Levinath (GM): After an attempt to sneak into a side entrance to Cragmaw Castle, the Watchers have turned their subterfuge into an all-out assault. Gore and bodyparts lay strewn across the hallways they currently reside, and the sick smell of charred goblin flesh wafts into the hall from the dining area to the south.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra leans on a hand against the wall, her spare hand wrapped at her middle to keep pressure on a large gash at her waist. She eyes the others in turn. "Is everyone alright?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine gave a nod without a word in typical Yvaine fashion.

Dr Catriona: "Umm, Mister Wolfe ran off." she says.

Wolfe: "Wut?" Wolfe comes from around the corner, drinking his flask.

Dr Catriona gave everyone two berries earlier, by the way.

Levinath (GM):

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine lays a hand on Westra's side wound and it seals shut.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws a fuller, easier breath. She sighs and nods towards Yvaine. "Truly, your talents are much appreciated."

Dr Catriona:

Westra Goldbrook: "Was there anything of interest in that room?" she asked Wolfe, nodding to the room behind him from which he'd just emerged.

Levinath (GM): The Doctor sees more goblins running into the southern entrance to the castle. She recognizes several from the far end of the kitchen previously.

Dr Catriona: "Company!"

Dr Catriona: She closes the door?
She does.

Levinath (GM): The Doctor closes the door, but there is no lock, it simply rests in the frame.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shoots the doctor an odd look when the woman closes the lock-less door, clearly confused at the urge to hide instead of attack. She moves forward and reaches to open it back up in the process of moving through it. "Stay out of range, doctor," she advises. "Wolfe! There are enemies!" she shouts, over her other shoulder. She then advances into the hallway and slashes at the foremost goblin.

Wolfe: A grunt is all she gets in response.

Dr Catriona: (Raithe go)

Raithe Moonstrike:
The door opens and Raithe's arrow sails out immediately, finding a home between the eyes of a goblin down the hall.

Levinath (GM): As his allies fall the goblin lets out a high pitched scream and charges at Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lifts her weapon to knock back the attack with a growl

Westra Goldbrook: "Come and meet your fate!" she roars a challenge to the remaining goblins

Dr Catriona: (Yeah unless 10 minutes have passed)

Dr Catriona: "That hallway has become incredibly messy."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fired an arrow at the final goblin, striking it's tiny, black heart and ending its life.
RakFu: "Like Westra's personal life." He says and then drinks some more.

Westra Goldbrook: "That seems to be all of them, for the moment," Westra says, looking towards the others.
"Was there anything in the side room you explored?" she asked Wolfe again

Wolfe: "Two doors."
"Some sounds like there were more of these fuckers."
"Place is probably swarming with them."

Westra Goldbrook: "Then let's head that way. We might as well do some housekeeping while we're here."

Raithe Moonstrike: "If that's the case, we're in for a long fight."

Wolfe: Wolfe sniffs at the air.
"...Is someone cooking?"

Westra Goldbrook: She paused, while turning. "Wait. Where did those last four come from? Through the fire in the kitchen?"

Wolfe: "...There's a kitchen?"
"...that's on fire?"

Dr Catriona: "Correct. And correct."

Raithe Moonstrike: "They got past the caltrops?"

Dr Catriona: "Those that survived, yes."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, there's quite the blaze going," she says, edging down towards the kitchen

Wolfe: "Huh."
"...They got any meat in there?"

Dr Catriona: "But the reinforcements entered from that southern door."

Wolfe: Wolfe walks down to inspect.

Dr Catriona: "The one we entered from."

Westra Goldbrook: "Would you put off your lust for food and drink long enough to attend matters like a grown man?" she griped at Wolfe

Levinath (GM): As Westra inspects the kitchen the door behind Yvaine and the Doc flies opened to the shouting of more goblins.

Dr Catriona: "Don't trip on the bodies."

Levinath (GM):
And more goblins come from the room to the East.

Dr Catriona: "Nerts! Back here!"

Levinath (GM): 1
A goblin charges in and attacks Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike: ~Elvish~ "Bright Lady's Tits, where did these bastards come from!"

Westra Goldbrook: At the doctor's alarm, Westra begins to move back through the corpse-strewn hallway, trying to reach the enemies advancing.

Dr Catriona: She will provoke an attack by the prone goblin as she moves away
Well.. she will shoot first.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Wolfe, one is a sitting goose out there on the ice." she advises.
Because there are no ducks on Lantan.

Levinath (GM):

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: Wolfe drops the empty flask (don't worry he'll be back for it), drawing Talon cleanly from its sheath. He then bursts forward in speed, cutting a goblin in half with deadly precision before he steps into melee with the two goblins. He stomps on the prone one for good measure. "Come get some, boys."

Dr Catriona: Catriona almost trips as she positions herself, because one of Westra's amputations are in her footpath.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra surges forward into the room from the hall, halberd flashing in the dim light. "FIENDS!"

Wolfe:
Wolfe swings really hard and then falls down on his face.

Westra Goldbrook: "Now's no time for laying down!" Westra shouts as Wolfe goes prone.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe runs forward and finds the creature who poisoned him. He doesn't even go for a light-hearted quip. He just drives his rapier into her/its mouth and out the back of its skull.
"The only good goblin is a dead one." he said, spitting on the corpse.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stomps sure of foot across the ice to engage the remaining goblins.

Levinath (GM): Perhaps not sure footed enough, she misses both attacks.

Westra Goldbrook: Her swings go wide, which only infuriates her further. When one of the pair of goblins retreats, she shouts towards him, "FACE ME, YOU CRAVEN FIEND!" and then slaps away his incoming arrow with the blade of her halberd.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs as he lays on the ice.
It's comfy and cool.

Dr Catriona: "Why is she so angry?" she asks randomly to Yvaine.

Yvaine Songsteel: shrugs

Levinath (GM): Yvaine readies for when a foe appears.

Dr Catriona: "I hit!" she celebrates in dorky fashion, almost like an anime character or something.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes!" Westra agrees, heartily. "Let us advance and hit again!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will eat a Goodberry

Dr Catriona: "I mean. Eat it, gritsucker." she says, correcting her celebration to something that supposedly sounds more badass.

Wolfe:
Wolfe throws at the fleeing goblin's ear. "COME HERE YOUR LITTLE SHIT!"

Goblin: "Ahahah!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Your shots are inspired tonight, Raithe," Westra congratulates him, as the last goblin falls. "Well done."

Raithe Moonstrike: The goblin laughs and gets shot in the mouth with an arrow. Raithe watches it die.
"Such nasty creatures."

Westra Goldbrook: "Onward!"

Wolfe: Wolfe walks up and grabs his handaxe.
"Sec, I need to grab my flask."

Dr Catriona: Catriona will shoot her fire gun at the ice sheet to steam it out of existence.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Should I scout up ahead? Maybe if we don't let these guys we're coming, we can avoid fighting this many at once?"

Wolfe: He walks back to their original positioning to grab the spent alcohol receptacle. As he goes he holds a hand up toward the Doc for a high-five. "Good job, Cat."

Levinath (GM): This small hallway has a doorway to the east which is closed and a doorway to the west which opens into a larger room where the goblins attacked the party from the north.

Dr Catriona: She seems a little confused a moment and gives an awkward high five to the half orc.

Wolfe: "I figure you were the reason for that Goblin barbeque."
"Good thinkin."

Dr Catriona: "Oh. Well, yes, though that combustion was larger than my calculations anticipated."

Wolfe: He then eats the berries and speaks while eating, "Mamph fanks fwer de verries!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Wait, come here, first," Westra gestures to Raithe. "You're injured. Allow me."

Dr Catriona: "Why is everyone splitting up?"

Wolfe: "They're moving up. I just came back here for my flask."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe stays in place while Westra does...whatever Paladins do. The last time a Paladin touched him, he was being arrested.
He feels better and nods to Westra. "Hey, thanks, Boss Lady."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra prays quietly over Raithe, and beseeches Helm to restore some of the archer's lost health.
"Of course," she replies with a nod. "Now, please do scout ahead for us."

Dr Catriona: She looks in at the fire, then shakes her head and returns to the others.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Got it."

Westra Goldbrook: She looks back and tsks, trying to quietly get Wolfe & cat's attention to gesture for them to catch up

Levinath (GM): This tower has almost completely collapsed, although the ground floor still has a little open space. Rotting crates and ancient barrels show that provisions were once stored here. A heavy curtain blocks a crumbling area to the south, and an intact door leads east. There are no other doors as far as Raithe can see.

Raithe Moonstrike: "So we've got a door leading east. Looks like that's all that's here. I'll check the door as soon as everyone is ready."

Westra Goldbrook: "Proceed," she suggests

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe checks the eastern door to see if it is locked or trapped."

Levinath (GM): The door is a branded wooden door, it appears in a better state that the other doors the group had passed, but Raithe sees no traps or locks on the door.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes a moment to check the door. Finding nothing wrong, he looks to Wolfe.
"The door seems like it's okay to open. You want to open it? I'll back you." Raithe said, stepping back to allow him to move.

Wolfe: "Yah sure fuck it."
Wolfe kicks the door open with his sword drawn.

Dr Catriona: Catriona will prepare a mi....bah

Westra Goldbrook: "So much for tactical stealth," Westra mutters, but tbh she does not really mind at all.

Levinath (GM): A square table with several chairs stands to the south near the door. Near the table, a massive Bugbear stands holding an unconscious dwarf who looks badly beaten, a hunting knife to his throat.

Wolfe: "HEY IT'S A FUCKING DWARF!"
"FINALLY!"

Levinath (GM): As Wolfe kicks open the door, the hallway shifts into complete darkness.

Westra Goldbrook: "PUT DOWN THE DWARF AND SURRENDER, OR MEET YOUR DOOM, FIEND!"

Dr Catriona: She uses the Phantasmitron 2000 to make an illusion!
It creates WOLFE!...
(it makes an illusion of Wolfe)
Minor Illusion

King Grol: "You will not take Dwarf! I am king. KING!" HE shouts as the illusion appears. He backs away from it and yells. "Stay away magic orc or I will kill him!"

Wolfe: Wolfe is really, really tired of people calling him an Orc.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves forward, carefully feeling for the wall and door she'd seen a moment before.

Westra Goldbrook: She finds her way into the room.
A wolf bites at Westra as she enters the doorway.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra snarls back at the wolf and swings at it in return.

Dr Catriona: "Some large animal just attempted to bite into the Captain." she alerts those who cannot see.

Wolfe: "Well."

Dr Catriona: "Careful upon entry."

Wolfe: "That one's free on a platter."
"Not takin it."

King Grol: The wolf growls as he is struck repeatedly.

Dr Catriona: Wolfe sees an illusion of himself!

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   
"Hey that guy doesn't look like an Orc at all."

Westra Goldbrook: "WOLFE!"
"DO NOT KILL THE DWARF!"

Wolfe: 4

Westra Goldbrook: "Or the bugbear for that matter! We need them both!"

Wolfe: Wolfe beats the holy shit out of the bugbear."

King Grol: He snarls! "Now dwarf will die!"

Wolfe: "DROP THE FUCKING DWARF OR I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU."
"THAT'S YOUR ONLY FUCKING WARNING, SHITBAG."

Dr Catriona: "Everyone is yelling." she states the obvious.

Westra Goldbrook:

King Grol: A drow appears from the shadows, his spell nearly taking hold on Westra.
He snarls and backs up.
"I AM THE KING! I DO NOT TAKE ORDERS FROM YOU!"

Wolfe: "You're about to be a fuckin corpse you don't use your fuckin head!"

Westra Goldbrook: At the snarl behind her, Westra turns in time to see a drow drawing back. "Be careful!" she wants Raithe. "Drow!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looked toward the Paladin. "Drow? Where?" he snarled.
"Unlike my friends, I don't give warnings, Dark Elf." Raithe snarled.

Vyara: Just as Raithe's rapier appears to hit home, the drow flips a hand and the blade bounces off a magical barrier.

Raithe Moonstrike: End turn for Raithe.

Westra Goldbrook: In gesturing to Raithe, Westra suffers distraction enough that the massive wolf gets a nip at her. "Aggh! Cursed beast!"

Dr Catriona: (how healthy does the wolf look?)
Two.... shadowy versions of the Doc come out of the darkness.
Like ...NegaDocs™
She will use her bonus action to regain 3 Hp.

Dr Catriona: "You think darkness is your ally?!" her emo-goth voice echoes from nowhere.

King Grol:
The king swings his mace at wolf after nearly striking him with the dwarf's limp body.

Wolfe: "What the fuck!?"
"ARE YOU TRYING TO HIT ME WITH A KNOCKED OUT BODY!?"

Dr Catriona: Nega Doc #1 hisses and strikes!
15 damage necrotic

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra does not hesitate in slashing at the wolfe, cutting it down. When it falls, she turns to back up Raithe with the Drow who tried to spell her. "Wolfe! Save the dwarf!" she reminds the orc with a shout.

Dr Catriona: The Nega-Docs hiss and do incomprehensible whispers as Westra deprives them.

Wolfe: Wolfe slashes at Grol's face with the magical longsword, his precision on point as he strikes the Bugbear.

Dr Catriona: It should if they are in range

Wolfe: Wolfe is more dazed than if he'd gone on a bender.

Vyara: "We are not your enemies! Hold your attacks." The drow shouts as he casts a spell.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is stunned by the sudden burst of visible magic, and lowers her weapon in her moment of hypnotized distraction

Vyara: The door closes and locks shut.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine watches Westra fall and kneels down to shake her up.

Dr Catriona: Catriona runs over and tries to push Wolfe and almost falls over from the resistance of his beefy stature.
"Stop staring at the ceiling, they took Mister Raithe!"

King Grol: "Oh you a pretty one! Grol keep you!"

Dr Catriona: Wolfe is awake nonetheless

Westra Goldbrook: Yvaine shakes Westra out of her fugue, and the Paladin frowns. "What? What happened?"
"Where's Raithe?"

Wolfe: "Ow!"
"DICK"

King Grol: "Ha ha! Take that little man!"

Nega-Doc: The shadow creeps up...
3 Strength drain

Wolfe: "Who you callin little?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stomps forward and tries to bodily wrestle the dwarf away from the bugbear. "Release him!"

Nega-Doc: The Shadowy Nega-Doc slides up the wall and slashes at the bugbear with an incorporeal knife. It whispers nonsense.
A dwarf lands on Westra.
"Dat my dwarf! Give him back!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra hauls the unconscious dwarf away frp, the fighting. "Yvaine! See if you can help him."

Nega-Doc: The hypnotized Nega Doc stares into space, unbothered by Westra's wild antics.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves to cover Westra's dwarf-flight. "We're not done, bub."

King Grol: "Hahahaha!"

Wolfe: Wolfe growls in irritation.

Nega-Doc: The Nega-Doc mimics the king's laughter, but its warped and messed up. Like the Predator.

Levinath (GM): King Grol lets out a grunt as an arrow hits his shoulder.

Nega-Doc: (King looks healthy?)

Dr Catriona: She will disengage

Dr Catriona: Open door as an interact?

Levinath (GM): The door is locked.

Dr Catriona: "Tarnation!"

Dr Catriona: "Nerts!!!"

Wolfe: Wolfe crumples from the assault of the Bugbear King.

King Grol: "Ahahahahaha!"

Nega-Doc: "Ahahahahaha!wheahfgshs"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rushes back towards the bugbear, halberd first.

Nega-Doc: "The door is locked."

King Grol: Grol falls unconcious.

Levinath (GM): The door unlocks a moment after Grol falls unconcious.

Westra Goldbrook: She grunts as she boots the back end of her weapon into the creature, and then sighs as he falls unconscious. "Did anyone see where Raithe the Drow went?"

Dr Catriona: said that.

Westra Goldbrook: "Welcome back, Raithe. Any sign of the drow arcanist?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe comes out holding his head. He looks very angry.
"Damned dirty Drow." he grumbles.
"He surprised me. Some kind of magic crap. Couldn't see. When I could, he was gone."

Wolfe: Wolfe groans a bit as he gets to his feet, nodding slowly to Yvaine in thanks as he sees her standing over him. "Thanks."
"So. Drow was working with Grol."
"Think that was our Black Spider?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. We'll need to be wary. Yvaine, Doctor, if you would, please see if there's something to be done for our dwarf friend." She then moves to begin to bind up the bugbear.

Levinath (GM):

Gundren Rockseeker: "Oy...whar am I?"

Westra Goldbrook: "You are safe, for the moment. Master Rockseeker, I presume?"
"I am Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter. My compatriots and I were sent by Commander Cullen of the Flaming Fist to find you."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks around for some alcohol.

Dr Catriona: Catriona looks distracted a moment, then levels her gaze at Raithe. "Did he take anything?"
Then her attention briefly turns to the drwarf matter.

Gundren Rockseeker: "Tis my name lassy. He looks at her attire. Oh.....that damned Rutherford got us into this mess. Is Sildhar alright?"

Westra Goldbrook: She arched a brow. "He is indeed, because Commander Rutherford sent us after you lot."

Dr Catriona: The Doctor will use her Lantanese manacles, which basically look like steampunk zip ties to bind and secure King Grol

Westra Goldbrook: "We seek someone calling himself the Black Spider, or perhaps Glassstaff. Tell me, have you encountered either in your trials?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe tries not to rub the growing knot on his head. "No, he didn't. I almost had him, but he had some kind of magic field up. My sword kept bouncing off of him."

Gundren Rockseeker: "He sent Sildhar to Phandalin with too few men. Four us didn't stand a chance against that goblin ambush." He looked around and at the gore on everyone. "Seems he should have sent you lot in the first place."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will begin searching the room, looking for anything of value or interest.

Wolfe: Wolfe sits down while Westra talks to the Dwarf and pulls out a flask to take himself a drink.

Gundren Rockseeker: The dwarf rubbed his head too. "Black Spider. some of des monsters were talking about a spider, though I was never conscious long to hear much.They wanted me map." He patted his pockets and only a small bit of disappointment showed. "Though it appears they already took it."
Doctor Wicker will see if King Grol has anything on him other than his main weapon.

Levinath (GM): Cat finds nothing.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe makes his way about the room, looking for anything of note. He reaches the bed and, grimacing, begins to feel along the mattress. His keen ears hear something.
He flips over the mattress and finds a sack of coins. "Hey, Wolfe. Check this out, pal." Raithe said, tossing the Half-Orc the sack of coins.
But a second item catches Raithe's interest. He grinned as he picked it up and unfolded it.
"Ladies and gentlemen...I think we have a lead."

Levinath (GM): The table is strewn with several papers of patrols and goblin nonsense, nothing of extreme import to the group. They do find a note similar to the one in Glassstaff's study that speaks of trouble in the mines, his emissary will be coming in the following days to bring more troops.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc catches the bag and smirks. "Nice."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe moves over to Westra.
"Look at this." he said, opening the map for Westra and the others to see.

Wolfe: "What'd you find, Raithe?"
"Well I'll be fucking cucked."

Westra Goldbrook: "What've you found?" she asks, accepting the paper.

Wolfe: "Nice!"

Dr Catriona: She peruses the documents, as she is fluent in the language. Perhaps this kind of stuff might be valuable to people who want to come clean this place out?

Raithe Moonstrike: "I think we've found the way to Wave Echo Cavern, if this is what I think it is."

Gundren Rockseeker: "Tis my map Laddie, bravo."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shows Gundren the map, and when he confirms what it is, she eyes it again. "Very good."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on December 25, 2017, 01:23:30 PM
Session 16

Levinath (GM): The King of Cragmaw has fallen! The Watch has captured King Grol and rescued Gundren Rockseeker after slaying a massive assault of goblins and hobgolbins.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I think we should head to Thundertree." Raithe said.

Levinath (GM): Sure, there is a pitcher of water sitting by the bed.

Wolfe: Wolfe, now that he's done waiting for the others, picks up the pitcher of water and walks over to the King. He then pours the water over his face.

King Grol: "oooof pffft! Wha?"
"Stupid Orc, untie me and I knock you down again!"

Wolfe: Wolfe kicks him in the ribs.

Raithe Moonstrike: "It's not wise to threaten people who've already bested you, Friend."

King Grol: He lets out a grunt.

Wolfe: "Listen to me, you fat fuckstick. We want information."
"You tell us what you want to know, you live."
"You fucking give me sass and I will fuck you up so bad that the Goblins will make fun of your name for the next fifty years."

King Grol: "Hahahahahaha!" He laughs while laying on his side.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns some at Raithe's suggestion, but is quickly distracted by Wolfe's sudden interest in the bugbear. She watches as the orc wakes the "king" and is summarily laughed at.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes out his hand-axe and then kneels down, putting his knee into Grol's chest.
"Your Drow buddy left you here."
"We know where the cave is. Who's with him?"

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker steps away from the possibly incoming violence and/or dismemberment.

King Grol: "Who's with who?" Rage burns in the bugbears eyes.

Wolfe: "Who else is working for the Drow!?"

King Grol: "The drow works for the black spider, no one works for the drow." He seems confused.

Westra Goldbrook: "What does the Drow call himself?" she interjects

King Grol: "Vyara."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Vyara, huh? Good to know." Raithe said, his tone icy.

Wolfe: "And who else serves The Black Spider?"

King Grol: The king struggles at his binding, flexing his muscles. "We do. I do not know who else, we get orders, and follow them. I get gold and more goblins."

Westra Goldbrook: "What can you tell us of the Black Spider himself?" Westra asked. "Is he human?"

King Grol: "I have never met him, only Vyara."

Raithe Moonstrike: "How did this Vyara contact you? Does he always come here? Or do you go to meet him?"

King Grol: "He always comes here, we are not allowed to go to magic cave."

Dr Catriona: "Sounds like alot of compartmentalization." she remarks, the fur of the slaughtered dire wolf starting to redden her nose a bit. "Harder to get to him when he is so far removed from the processes."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Thieves' Guilds work on the same premise in some places." Raithe said, seeing the value in it.

Wolfe: "Smaller cells and the like."
"Alright, any of you guys got anything else for this guy?"

King Grol: He continues to struggle against he restraints, but seems unable to break them.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded. "Indeed." But to wolfe, she shakes her head. "I can think of nothing further we can gain from him."

Wolfe: Wolfe turns to the Bugbear. "You got any booze around this place?" He gestures around.

King Grol: "Keep off my ale!" He snarls.

Dr Catriona: "I don't imagine the sanitation standards here are all that.. uh.. up to code."

Wolfe: "Hey hey."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Any place that smells like Bugbears probably doesn't have good sanitation."

Dr Catriona: "Someone was throwing indecipherable meat product as ranged artillery just moments ago."
"You know that goes right back into the pot."

Wolfe: "You think not telling me what I want to know is a good idea?"
"Damn right it does."
"Don't waste good meat."

King Grol: "I beat you, let me out and I beat you again!"

Wolfe: "Do you really think I'm going to do that?"

King Grol: "Never seen yellow orc before! Hahahaha!" He goads.

Wolfe: Wolfe punches Grol in the mouth.

Dr Catriona: "Mister dwarf, you are quite silent."
The doctor is startled by random punches and jumps a little.

Gundren Rockseeker: "I am a bit tired Lassie, and need some ale meself."

Wolfe: "Alright. Your beer probably sucks anyway." He grouses as he gets up.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks over to Gundren.

Wolfe: He looks for the most dirty-looking floor mat.
Wolfe walks over, cuts off a piece of worn and filthy animal rug.
He then walks back to Grol and stuffs it into his big-mouth.

King Grol: "Hahahahaha!" He continues to laugh as blood flows out of his mouth.

Wolfe: He puts just enough in to gag the bugbear, not choke him to death.

King Grol: "Oooohhh..."

Dr Catriona: "Are we escorting him back to the town limits?"

Wolfe: "The Bugbear or the Dwarf?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh. Is this necessary?"

Dr Catriona: "...Mister Rockseeker."

Wolfe: "It's necessary for you to input your gods-damned opinion into everything, so yes, Princess, it's necessary."

Gundren Rockseeker: "I hope ye didn't rescue me just to leave stranded here in a goblin castle Lass."

Wolfe: He smacks Grol once more for good measure and makes sure that his gag is secure.

Dr Catriona: "Honestly, I have seen these folks do stranger things."

Wolfe: "Alright, we gonna clear this place out before we go or we gonna just leave and hope for the best?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra purses her lips, and levels an unamused looked at the orc.But she turns and looks to the dwarf, and lifts a brow.

Wolfe: He gets to his feet and stretches.

King Grol: He continues his muffled laughter and rolls around trying to free himself.

Westra Goldbrook: "It would be irresponsible to leave this place overrun with these creatures."

Gundren Rockseeker: "Uhhh....so....we aren't leaving?"

Dr Catriona: "Irresponsible?" she remarks.
"Aren't there town militia or guard for that?"

Wolfe: "No."
"If there were, why the fuck would we be here getting paid?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Not so well equipped as we are. If you like, you can stay here and guard the bugbear," she offers to the doctor.

Wolfe: "Have you seen one gods-damned soldier out here doing a fucking lick of work besides Westra?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "You know, if we get rid of this guy, the goblins will probably fight each other to see who's boss. They might even take care of themselves for us." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: "I am sorry, it is hard to understand what you are saying between obscenities..."

Westra Goldbrook: "There is no need to speak so crassly to the doctor," Westra says to wolfe, surprisingly calmly.

Gundren Rockseeker: "I think that sounds like a fine idea! The Lass and I can stay here and wait for ye to finish your....whatever ye are doing."

Wolfe: "Yeah but there might be more loot in here."
"Hey, stumpy, no-one asked you."

Dr Catriona: "...who is The Lass?"

Wolfe: "You."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That would be you, Professor Doc."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra adjusts her armor and prepares her gear for moving. "Who's coming with?"

Gundren Rockseeker: "Hmph."

Wolfe: "Stumpy." He points to the Dwarf. "Just sit on Grol here."
"Make sure he doesn't go anywhere."
"Lock the door."

Dr Catriona: "Oh no, I do not find this room suitable for me. The dander is reaching critical mass in the air."

Wolfe: "We'll come back when we're done clearing the place out."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods, and once everyone's on board, she'll head out of the room.

Gundren Rockseeker: "Perhaps you could furnish a way to protect meself in case someone comes to check on the king?"

Dr Catriona: "Do you have a weapon, Mister Rockseeker? Just as a precaution?"

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls out Talon and pops his jaw and rolls his neck like Faker.

Gundren Rockseeker: "Nay Lass."

Dr Catriona: "Furniture against the door and a codeword?"

Wolfe: Wolfe points to Grol's mace.
"Use that, Gudren." He says, using the Dwarf's name.
"If Grol here tries to escape brain him with it."

Gundren Rockseeker: The dwarf eyes the mace that is literally as large as himself and nods before walking over and hefting it up without another word.

Dr Catriona: "Do want to barricade the door?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra offers her spare quarterstaff to the dwarf when she notices his hesitance. "Would this suit you better?"

Gundren Rockseeker: The dwarf sets the mace back down on the table and takes a seat, watching the Bugbear wearily.
"The mace will do me fine, I will lock the door after you all are through." He nods towards and thick wooden beam that falls down over the door.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods, stows the staff, and heads out. "We'll be back soon."
"Master Raithe, your eyes would be of use here," she calls.

Dr Catriona: Catriona sneezes before leaving.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Coming right up." Raithe said.

Gundren Rockseeker: This tower has almost completely collapsed, although the ground floor still has a little open space. Rotting crates and ancient barrels show that provisions were once stored here. A heavy curtain blocks a crumbling area to the south, and an intact door leads east.

Dr Catriona: "The mess hall may still be on fire."

Wolfe: "Might find you some meats."

Raithe Moonstrike: "The passphrase is....'Who watches the Watch.'" Raithe tells Gundren.

Gundren Rockseeker: "Alright Laddie, though I think I could tell you all from a bunch o goblins."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Good. Always handy to know who your friends are."

Gundren Rockseeker: "Aye."

Levinath (GM): This high, narrow hall looks as if it might have been part of a chapel or shrine at one time. Angelic figures are sculpted along the room's upper reaches, looking down on the floor below. The room is dark, to the north, heavy curtains partially block a matching pair of archways. Between the archways is a cracked but ornately carved stone brazier.

Wolfe: Wolfe steps back out of the room.
He then whispers to the others. "Goblins ahead."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow as if to say, "And?"

Wolfe: "Around sixty feet ahead."

Westra Goldbrook: She gestures towards the door again, in a silent, "let's go, then?"

Wolfe: "I'm saying so we can get the jump on them."
"You first Miss - I don't believe in ranged combat options." He gestures for her to lead.

Westra Goldbrook: "Chain mail makes it difficult to sneak," she whispered.

Wolfe: "Fine fine, wait."
"We'll do this smart."
"Raithe."

Westra Goldbrook: "There are those here who are better suited to ranged attacks. Raithe. An arrow, perhaps? Draw them towards us?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Got it."

Wolfe: "Go shoot one of those fuckers and draw them back here."

Dr Catriona: Catriona follows a bit.
She pulls out the Phantasmitron 2000 and winds it up to make an Illusion.

Levinath (GM): Raithe is able to make out several goblins through a tatter curtain hanging over the doorway.

Dr Catriona: The device projects an illusion of Raithe after the real Raithe attacks.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine holds until a foe runs through the door.

Levinath (GM): The sounds of goblins shouting can be heard as Raithe runs back to the hallway.

Dr Catriona: She will ready an action to trigger once Westa closes with an enemy.

Levinath (GM): A strange wormy creature falls from the ceiling and attacks the illusion that Doc conjured. It seems to look around confused.

Yvaine Songsteel:
She shoots the goblin in the face as soon as it rounds the corner.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra waits (relatively) patiently for all this "ranged" nonsense to get done with, then draws her halberd and steps into the room.

Levinath (GM): As Westra enters the room, another worm falls on Westra.

Wolfe: "..What the fuck is that!?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Agghh!" Westra grunts in disgust, trying to shove away from the sudden worm. "Disgusting creature!" And she whacks at it.

Levinath (GM): Westra is hit with a searing holy flame as she lashes out at the worms.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes several steps back, then aims and fires his arrow over Wolfe's shoulder to murder the Grick (wtf is a Grick?) attacking Westra!

Dr Catriona: "<> Well shot!" she tries to say to Raithe in elvish.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves in with some alacrity, as it's time to even up the kill count!

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine fires again and misses.

Dr Catriona: She levels her BOOMER and fires jets of blue fire at the goblin acolyte.

Levinath (GM): The Grick attacks at Westra and misses.
The goblin yelps as the the BOOMER blast sets its robe on fire and it sends holy energy back towards the Doc.

Westra Goldbrook:
As the goblins shift about, Westra swings to try and keep them at bay

Levinath (GM): A much cleaner goblin comes running from around the corner directly at Wolfe, it dodges Westra's attack as it seeks to punch the Orc.
"You no kill my pets!"

Dr Catriona: "A pet is mechanical!"

Levinath (GM): The Acolyte from the North continues to fire energy at Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is ready for the little shit this time, and dodges the blast.
She then takes another swing at the worm thing in front of her.

Levinath (GM): Westra's slash finds purchase but the butt end misses the worm.

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe aims and fires at the Goblin, who expires from an arrow to the chest.

Levinath (GM): Lhupo lets out a grunt as an arrow hits him in the shoulder.

Wolfe: "Seems you know how to handle your worms just fine, Westra." Wolfe lets out a chuckle as he lets his humor fall away into seriousness.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Wolfe: He then brings his blade down in a single over-head slash at Lhupo.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine fires at the same asshole goblin!

Wolfe: Wolfe's blade cuts cleanly through the Goblin's neck, leaving him in two pieces.

Dr Catriona: The doctor cocks her boomer once more and fires an overloaded shot at the goblin in the back, leaving only an ash mark on the wall. "Whoa."

Levinath (GM): The worm lunges at Westra yet again.
The goblin sees Wolfe kill Lhupo and snarls before casting Sacred Flame on the half orc.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra strikes once more at the grotesque worm-thing.

Dr Catriona: "(Goblin) Why don't you surrender?! We already took the castle and your King Grol is no longer in charge."

Westra Goldbrook: ...and finally succeeds in slicing clean through it, from "head" to tail in one powerful stroke.
"Graaah!"

Dr Catriona: Doctor is talking to goblin to that...goblin acolyte.

Levinath (GM): (Goblin) "You no take candle!"

Dr Catriona: "...what candle.." she says, confused.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fires at the Goblin Acolyte, watching it die as the arrow slams home between its eyes.

Dr Catriona: She is startled by sneaky Raithe all incognito and putting her conversation partner down.

Westra Goldbrook: "Everyone alright?" she asks, looking back to the others.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm good!"

Wolfe: "Yep!" Wolfe keeps moving forward.

Westra Goldbrook: If they seem to be so, she'll head into the northern room.

Levinath (GM): This chamber occupies the northern tower of the castle. A stone altar stands in the middle of the room, covered with bloodstained black cloth. Golden ritual implements-a chalice, a knife, and a censer-are carefully arranged on top of the altar. Two archways to the south are covered with heavy curtains and a sturdy wooden door is closed to the West.

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra takes a careful look around the room, trying to find evidence of the "candle" the goblin mentioned.

Levinath (GM): Westra finds nothing of interest save a nearly melted out candle on the alter.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra picks up the candle to inspect it further. "Surely this isn't what the little wretch meant?" she suggested, glancing to the doctor.
In fact, she hands the candle to the doctor completely, and goes back into the other room to search the goblin's corpse.

Wolfe: "Seems a shitty thing to die for."

Dr Catriona: Catriona just looks mildly confused as she is bestowed a candle.

Levinath (GM): Westra finds nothing on any of the goblins.

Dr Catriona: "Maybe they worshipped some kind of candle diety?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will take a look around to make sure there are no traps or lurking creatures.

Westra Goldbrook: "There was nothing more interesting on him," she reports, when she returns to the smaller room. She shook her head and shrugged. "We'll take it with us. If that's the case it may serve as leverage in a pinch?"

Levinath (GM): Westra and Raithe can see this room was repurposed to be a shrine to Maglubiyet, the god of goblins and hobgoblins.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks under the shrine to see if there's anything good in here.

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh, I recognize that mark," she points out, eyeing the altar. "One of the goblin deities, indeed. Though I don't know of any relation to candles."
She approaches the curtains at the far end of the room, and attempts to quietly peer past them

Levinath (GM): The only items that look as if they could be of value are a chalice, a knife, and a censer that sit atop the alter.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets back up and moves to the other door. "Alright, nothing that matters here. Let's keep it goin."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Maybe the candle wasn't really that important?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona takes the candle anyway.

Levinath (GM): Westra sees a small kennel outside the North side of the castle.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns and tsks softly to get the attention of the others
she then gestures to the curtain, and the enemies beyond it.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe unshoulders his bow and takes aim....

Wolfe: "There's a door here too."
"But alright..."
Wolfe then opens the door. "We're goin this way."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns and crosses the room to follow after the orc.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will inspect this room for any valuables or other entrances/exits.

Levinath (GM): Old casks of salted meat and sacks of rotting grain fill this storage area. There seem to be a large amount of random supplies in this room.

Raithe Moonstrike:
"Well, we found the meat."

Levinath (GM): Among the supplies, you see a bloody suit of chain mail, a heavy crossbow, and an unsheathed longsword with the emblem of Neverwinter worked into its hilt.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks for booze.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe, finds no booze.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra picks up the longsword and makes an unhappy face.
"Ser Ironheart said this Glassstaff fellow may have worked with the Flaming Fist," she admitted, sourly. "Though I suppose this could have just as easily come from someone else in Ser Sldhar's party that was accosted."

Levinath (GM): Westra may also recall Sildhar had no gear when the Watch rescued him.

Wolfe: "Could just be loot."

Westra Goldbrook: She packed away the gear as she recalled Sildhar's missing loot.
"No signs of life?" she asked, to Raithe and Wolfe, who seemed to be inspecting the doors.

Dr Catriona: She scraches the side of her head a little bit, not sure what the procrastinating is about.

Raithe Moonstrike: "There's a bunch of salted meat and not much else. Would help if we could find something that would give us the numbers in this place."

Dr Catriona: She investigates that door for clues.

Levinath (GM): The doctor finds a wooden door of little interest.

Dr Catriona: She presses her ear to see if she hears anything.

Wolfe: Wolfe waits for Cat to check things out and give the go-ahead to proceed.

Levinath (GM): The doctor hears nothing.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra fidgets, impatient.

Dr Catriona: She just shakes her head and shrugs.

Westra Goldbrook: When the doctor abandons the door, Westra walks over and opens it.

Levinath (GM): Four plain straw pallets and bedrolls are lined up on the floor of this barracks. Brackets on the walls hold a number of weapons-spears, swords, morningstars, and more. The north wall shows signs of damage, but the floor is swept clean of rubble.

Wolfe: "We found their bedroom."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes a brief look around before heading back out. She was not interested in the barracks, but the creatures that used them.
Westra returns to the adjacent room and inspects the lower door.

Dr Catriona: Catriona will take daggers or knives if she sees any.

Levinath (GM): Westra finds a door very similar to the one to the West.

Westra Goldbrook: She opens it.

Levinath (GM): A large foyer is unlit except by a small amount of sunlight from the main doors to the East. A crumbling mound of rubble partially obscuring the southern hall. To the east, a broad corridor ends in two more doors leading south and east. The corridor is cluttered with dusty rubble and fallen plaster from a partial collapse of the ceiling overhead.

Wolfe: "Door here, and two to the south."

Levinath (GM): 11
As Westra moves down the Eastern hall, she snaps a trip wire and massive amounts of stone and rubble collapse on her. She is defly able to dodge some of it, but is struck by several large stones.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ahh!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe runs over to the sound of injured Westra.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Westra as she gets hit by some rocks, but he seems unconcerned. "You alright?"

Dr Catriona: "That could have been much worse."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shrugs off the last of the rubble, and brushes off her arms. "Foul, mischievous creatures."

Wolfe: "Well, we did kick in the door to their house and murder them all."

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm fine," she says. "Let's find the last of these creatures and dispense of them."

Dr Catriona: (Do we hear fire or see smoke?)

Levinath (GM): You can smell smoke, but see no fire.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra opens the door.

Wolfe: "Let's get some meat."

Levinath (GM): You see the charred remains of what was the kitchen a little over an hour ago. Pieces of wood still smolder with flowing embers across the floor, along with quite a few goblin bodies among the mix.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks for survivors.
So she can murder them.

Levinath (GM): There were no survivors of the Doctor's rage.
The southwest tower of the castle is little more than a heap of rubble. Several ragged bedrolls are scattered across the remaining floor space, and a small, twisting passage leads east through the ruins.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves into the hallway, looking if someone ducked into here to escape the kitchen!holocaust.'

Levinath (GM): Wolfe sees a large stream of tracks heading through the rubble hallway into his current room and out the front door of the castle.
A small room is littered with debris. The arrow slit opposite the door offers a fine field of fire over the terrace in front of the castle gates.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra peers out through the arrow slit, looking for gooooblins

Dr Catriona: She steps over charred corpses, half-creeped out and half fascinated at the widespread destruction she caused.

Levinath (GM): She sees none, just the front of the castle from where they approached initially.

Westra Goldbrook: "None here. Let's be quick. We know there are some to the north, at least, and don't want to let them get too far gone."
She then begins to make her way towards the lower door they hadn't yet breached.
She inspects the door for locks and traps.

Dr Catriona: Once again they must navigate the hallway full of corpses and bits.

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra does not seem to even notice the macabre debris. crunch, crunch go the boots

Levinath (GM): The iron reinforced door is in good condition and is locked, but with a steel bolt from this side.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra waits a moment for the others to catch up, then proceeds to unlock the door.

Levinath (GM): The upper floors of this tower have collapsed to create a hollow silo at least thirty feet high, and the upper reaches of the room are lost in shadows. Dust, rubble, and broken glass cover the floor, and old worktables and bookshelves lie strewn to the south. ln the middle of the room are two hulking beasts that looks like a pair of mangy bears with an owl's head. They turn to you as the door opens, rear up with a roar and charge.

Raithe Moonstrike: ~Elvish~ "Oh hell. Owlbears!" Raithe growls, stepping back, back, back and firing an arrow as he moves.

Levinath (GM): Bristle roars as an arrow lodges in its fur.
He charges towards Raithe with MURDER in its eyes!

Levinath (GM): The Owlbear tries to charge past Westra but she stops the beast with pure brute strength.
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Dr Catriona: "What the frickafrack is that?!"

Levinath (GM): Fuzzy Feathers runs into the room seemingly undecided who to assault before turning back to Westra.

Dr Catriona: "They smell so... bad..."

Wolfe: "They hit worse!"

Dr Catriona: She sets her gun away and grits her teeth with concentration, creating the Nega Docs once more.

Yvaine Songsteel: "I'm out after this..." She says as she lays a hand on Westra.

Nega-Doc: Two shadowy duplicates shunt out of the pale-ish lady.

Westra Goldbrook: Bleeding but still standing, Westra swings at Bristle.

Levinath (GM): Both strikes find purchase.
He roars in her face, both terrifying and stanky.

Nega-Doc: Catriona briefly looks exhausted after the creatures slide about to a position they find favorable.

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   
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Nega-Doc: "whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy"

Wolfe: Wolfe jumps onto Westra's back, literally pushing her into the ground some and as he moves he brings Talon into the skull of one Owlbear. He plants his feet into the shoulders of the now dying Owlbear and then throws his weight into a charging-spear as he brings his blade into the skull of the other Owlbear.
"HAKA-SEEEE!!!!"

Nega-Doc: Negadoc #1: "So typical. Delight so easily snatched away." Negadoc #2: "Is there a such thing as delight? Or just ..despair?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "What the....."

Dr Catriona: "Whow that is graphic." she remarks from the back line.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Do they...always talk like that?"

Nega-Doc: Nega Doc 1 looks to her twin. "Did you know that half orcs have one of the shortest lifespans of the humanoid races?"

Wolfe: Breathing heavily, Wolfe flicks his blade to the side and the Owlbear blood falls off. He then extends a hand down to Westra to help her to her feet. "You alright, Princess?"

Nega-Doc: Nega Doc 2 shrugs. "They are so lucky."

Wolfe: "Torm's tits, Doc, what the fuck is wrong with your shadow dupes?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pushes herself to her feet thankyouverymuch, and sneers at Wolfe. It's no fun being an orc's launchpad.
"Is everyone alright?" she asks, looking to the others, despite being a bit out of breath herself.

Nega-Doc: Both the shadowy creatures tsk at Wolfe as if they just heard he had a terminal condition.

Yvaine shrugs.

Raithe Moonstrike: "That was mildly horrifying." Raithe said, looking at the Owlbear corpses.

Nega-Doc: "This one is always asking if everyone is alright. Back to the bitch I go." "Me too."

Raithe Moonstrike: "But not as creepy as those two."

Dr Catriona: They hide until a minute ends.

Westra Goldbrook: When everyone seems accounted for, Westra pauses for a moment to help herself recover via the blessings of her god.

Dr Catriona: "I don't really control what they say." she responds to Wolfe with a shrug.
"Owlbears. They look very disease ridden. And wrong."

Wolfe: "Huh. Are they like.. some depressed version of you?"
"Or what?"

Dr Catriona: "You would have to ask them."

Levinath (GM): The tower is in ruins, there seems to be little here other than owlbear filth...which is EVERYWHERE.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra attempts to inspect the owlbear's room for interests, but the smell overwhelms her and forces her to abandon her effort.

Wolfe: "Huh. I will for sure."
Wolfe, who's not as deterred by stench as dainty Neverwintian Princesses, goes in to investigate.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe is able to locate

Dr Catriona: "What do goblins and hobgoblins do with mutant creatures?"

Levinath (GM): Owlbear shit.
Lots of owlbear shit.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Breed them. Use them for illegal fighting rings." Raithe said.
"If we're fortunate, that's all they do with them."

Wolfe: "Alright, nothin' but shit back there."
"Let's get our Dwarf and get the fuck out of here. I need a drink."

Westra Goldbrook: "There were more creatures in the northern yard," she reminds wolfe.

Wolfe: "Just remember, Doc, there was a Drow involved in all this garbage, too."
"Oh yeah?"
"Let Raithe shoot 'em through the window."
"Then if they come up here we murder them, or they run away."

Nega-Doc unsummon.

Yvaine shrugs.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hopefully they don't go get the fifty or sixty buddies we haven't met yet and come up here to give us a Talasharan Greeting Card."

Wolfe: "A Tala what?"

Nega-Doc: "Tashalar. its a region in the south."

Raithe Moonstrike: "A Talasharan Greeting Card. When a Talasharan merchant wants you dead, they pay a group of mercenaries who, as soon as they kill you, nail the contract to your chest with a dagger."

Wolfe: "Huh."
"Sounds like a shitty place to live."

Nega-Doc: "That does not sound like a pleasant greeting card at all."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I can go shoot those guys if you want."

Dr Catriona: "Is that necessary?"
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on December 25, 2017, 01:31:45 PM
Session 17

Levinath (GM): The Watch has captured King Grol, though leaving him to rot in his castle.They also rescued Gundren Rockseeker, the missing dwarf and key to finding Wave Echo Cavern. After adeserved nights rest the group finds themselves well rested and preparing for their final target, Wave Echo Cavern to confront the mysterious Black Spider and foil his insidious plans.

Wolfe: Wolfe has successfully survived the evening. He awakens, bathes(!), and has himself a hearty meal at the inn. He will be outside of Stonehill by noon to meet with the others after he takes the time to count all the gems from the mine once more.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rose earlier than usual, and after a quick breakfast made a trip to Barten's Provisions. If he had gotten anymore Healing Potions in stock, she'd buy them. Those things were handy. If Barthen was there, she'd wish him luck in the coming election, and then she'd return to the Inn to try and rouse the others.

Levinath (GM): Westra could buy two healing potions that Barthen just got into stock last night.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine is up early, but keeps to herself until the others signal that they're ready to move on.

Levinath (GM): Several men worked to erect makeshift voting booths in the town center as several women worked at a table with scraps of paper as Westra passed. It is all very official like...for a small village.

Dr Catriona: The Doctor is outside by the town square, testing out her flying contraption. A singular opaque lense is set over her left eye and she is utterly distracted (because she is viewing through her familiar). The clockwork owl circles overhead, at least confirmed to be flight-worthy.

Levinath (GM): Barthen was in good spirits and happy to sell off his healing potions to the solider. Health potion stocks were up 15% in the last week thanks to the watch after all. He thanked her for her well wishes and seemed quite busy this morning.
A large gruff man bumps into the doctor as he carries several piece of wood past her. "Watch it Girl!"

Wolfe: Wolfe walks up to the Doc, flask in hand and already hitting the sauce first thing. He then shoves the gruff man with enough force to send him stumbling forward. "You watch it."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs.

Levinath (GM): The man mumbles something in coherent and moves away...briskly.

Yvaine Songsteel: The cloaked woman watches the ordeal, clucking her tongue from beneath her hood.

Westra Goldbrook: She pushes off from the inn's exterior and moves over to where Wolfe and the Doctor are. She nods towards Yvaine as she does so, trying to coax the woman along with her.

Dr Catriona: She is like a kid super engrossed into a video game, her senses about her person muted as she scans over town from the aerial Gizmo-View™

Westra Goldbrook: "Doctor," Westra says, watching the woman with a hesitant air.
"I'd recommend caution. What... is that contraption?" she asked, turning her questioning gaze towards the owl.

Wolfe: "She's on drugs, I think."
Sip.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will come downstairs after his four hours of Trance, feeling refreshed and heavier in the pockets with the night's winnings.

Dr Catriona: From the familiar's view, she sees Westra and Wolfe standing next to her; the monocle retracts away from her eye and she puts back on her glasses. "Good morning."

Wolfe: "Well."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks confused for a beat, and then repeats her admonishment and questions.

Wolfe: "It's morning."

Harbin Wester: A voice several of the group know well rings in there ears. "Here is a silver, vote for Harbin." He speaks quickly as he hands the coin to a middle aged woman that seems shocked and appalled by the disgusting man. She nods slowly as he moves on to his next victim.

Dr Catriona: The clockwork owl moves to land on a tree branch.
And misjudges its weight.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe walks to meet the group, noting the the man giving out the bribes as he passes.
"Pretty sure that's not part of the voting process."

Dr Catriona:  Image

Wolfe: Wolfe starts laughing outloud at the owlderf

Dr Catriona: Cat is briefly started. "...nerts."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine follows a few feet behind Westra, taking the cue but it's hard to tell from her usual demeanor and dark garb whether she's in any particular mood this morning.

Dr Catriona: She goes over and picks up the owl.
"Landing. Always the most challenging." she says to herself, glancing at Harbin Wester and his proclamations.

Yvaine Songsteel: Lips smeared with a dark stain curl up into a smirk at the bumbling robot bird. "Poor thing."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ahh, Master Westin," Westra calls with a raised voice, before crossing to meet the man. "Come to buy your way back into your seat, have you?"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine slides up like the imposing Paladin backup. Normally, this would not consider this her fight, but the guy's a creep and she must follow Helm's edict to protect those that can't protect themselves.

Harbin Wester: He seems unsure of himself for a brief moment, before standing upright and setting a serious face. "I...." He put his coins back in the large pouch. "I am garnering votes! There were no stipulations on the method of garnering such votes, only that an election would be held. I am completely within my purview." He swallows hard..

Wolfe: "What happens if they just take your money and don't vote for you?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "You're using your purse rather than your aptitude or dedication to claim the role. Didn't you learn your lesson the other day?"

Dr Catriona: "That would be an intelligent course of action."

Harbin Wester: He seems taken aback. "What kind of scoundrel would do such a thing?"
Doctor Wicker holds up her hand.

Wolfe: Wolfe points a thumb at Cat. "Kids these days."
"No respect for bribery."

Dr Catriona: "I am not a kid."

Wolfe: "Kid-looking Half-Elves these days." He says while rolling his eyes.

Harbin Wester: "I..uh...its not bribery! Just money to ease the recent suffering of these poor townsfolk."

Dr Catriona: "But I will take free money from moronic types."

Wolfe: He then drinks some more from his flask.

Raithe Moonstrike: "So...it's a tax on stupidity?"

Harbin Wester: He frowns but looks back to Westra. "If you will excuse me, I have work to do!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks about, and finds a crate some of the building supplies were in before being used. She pulls it to the center of the square and stands up on it, then clears her throat.

Dr Catriona: "I may not know much about how matters work here, but I doubt he has actual work to do."

Westra Goldbrook: "Citizens of Phandalin, hear me!" she calls out, loudly, and waits a moment for the people present to turn. "You have before you today an opportunity to steer the course of your town and your futures. There have been claims made that Harbin Westin has served you poorly as your Townmaster, hence this democratic election which is being held this day. Please, I beseech you, consider carefully the choice you make concerning this matter today. Let not such temporal and petty things as a silver purchase your loyalty. Instead, think honestly on your lot here in Phandalin. If Harbin Westin has served you well as Townmaster and you are satisfied with his treatment of the town and its troubles, then by all means, vote him back into office. If you are unsatisfied, however, I beg you to consider your conscience. Vote with the knowledge that your choice here today will determine the future prosperity of this lovely village. Vote wisely, and well."

Wolfe: "Ah, fuck." Wolfe sighs slowly at Westra literally getting on a pedastal.

Westra Goldbrook:

Raithe Moonstrike: "We could even this whole thing up if his money just....went away."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra then steps off the box and returns it to where she got it.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Vote for Westra Goldbrook!"

Levinath (GM): Several passerbys look up at the paladin on a soap box, as she speaks more and more stop, and more, until everyone outside and even people from inside their homes move to their doorways.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shoots Raithe an unamused look.

Dr Catriona: Catriona holds her owl under her arm like a teddybear or something and looks to Raithe as he makes his declaration. "For real?"

Levinath (GM): People seem to clap as Raithe's suggestion more than Westra's speech.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine smirks, but tucks her chin down to try to hide the smile as Westra gets the townsfolk ready for a lynching...I mean vote.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I mean....she's a good candidate, cares about the people, and wants to see justice done. Not my cup of tea, but I recognize when a town needs a steady hand and a stable leader." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: "Mainland politics sure are strange."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Just sayin'."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra groaned quietly at Raithe's persistence. She turned again to those who were applauding his nonsense. "Dear people, do not misunderstand," she says, shaking her head. "You have locals among you who will lead you wisely. Master Barthen has received several recommendations, if Master Harbin does not suit you."
"I have work to do already, Master Moonstrike, though your compliment is well-received, thank you."

Yvaine Songsteel: "He has a point," she interjects at Raithe's commentary.

Qelline Alderleaf: "Ya got my vote." The aging man moves from behind several of the other townsfolk who seem equally enamored with Westra, a coy smile on his face.

Wolfe: Wolfe mutters something beneath his breath then drinks down his opinions.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs and shakes her head. "Enough of this. We have work to do, Watch. Let's leave them to their election and track down this Spider fellow."
"Has anyone seen the dwarf?"

Levinath (GM): No one has seen him since he went to his room the previous night.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Can't say as I have."

Westra Goldbrook: "I'll be right back," she says. "Prepare to head out." She jogged back into the inn, and foundTrilena to ask if she knew whether the dwarf had already left for the morning.

Yvaine Songsteel: What dwarf?! she thinks to herself as she lets out a long yawn.

Dr Catriona: She shrugs about the dwarf, ignorant on the matter.

Trilena: "Haven't seem him yet this morn. He never broke his fast. Come to think of it, Lucele is late this morning too..." He was in the last room on the right if you want to go check on him.

Wolfe: "How'd she be both a Mayor and a Princess, though?"
He asks, randomly.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Probably have a deputy mayor handle stuff while she's out saving the world?"

Dr Catriona: "And a captain."

Westra Goldbrook: In the interest of saving time, Westra jaunts upstairs herself, and knocks on Gundren's door. "Master Rockseeker? We're headed to the Cavern. Did you want to come with us?"

Dr Catriona: She snorts with laughter at her own notion. "Maybe we can get her three different hats so that we can see what role she is currently acting under."

Levinath (GM): Westra finds no answer to her inquires.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra knocks harder.

Levinath (GM): No response.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra hesitates a moment, then tries the door to see if it's locked.

Levinath (GM): It appears to be unlocked.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tries to carefully open the door to peek inside. She's not REALLY trying to be invasive, but she wants to make sure he's just still asleep.

Levinath (GM): Westra is presented with a grisly sight, a naked dwarf leans against the edge of a wooden wash tub, several dried blood trails on his chest and stomach run down to the crimson colored water, the smell of death pervades the small slit of the door.

Dr Catriona: ((Tarnation?))

Westra Goldbrook: "Master Rockseeker!" Westra exclaims. She crosses the room to the window and leans out of it to shout to the street below. "Lady Yvaine, your assistance, please!"
She then turns to the dwarf, and tries to determine if he is in fact dead, or could be helped in any way.

Levinath (GM): As Westra moves closer, she sees he has been dead for quite some time, the body is cold to the touch.

Westra Goldbrook: If he's already expired, she'll try determine how he died.

Levinath (GM): Five stab wounds are clearly visible on his chest and another in his stomach.

Yvaine Songsteel: It's probably hard to discern, but while they wait for Westra, Yvaine slinks closer to Wolfe, eyeing him over.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tsks, vexed by the villainy necessary for such an end. She looks around the room, seeking any indication of the recent presence of anyone other than the dwarf.

Yvaine Songsteel: And then she's distracted when Westra calls out. So, she creepily slinks away from Wolfe and heads to catch up with Westra at the top of the steps.

Dr Catriona: "She is calling you Miss Yvaine."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Did you kill him?" she asks, inspecting the dwarf at Westra's feet.

Wolfe: Wolfe is drinking, and hardly notices Yvaine's creeper. He looks up at Westra's shout, but doesn't move after.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stands up from where she'd leaned over to inspect the ground near the bed, looking indignant. "Of course not."
"He's been dead for some time; I didn't realize, when I called you. I only saw the blood and thought..."
She sighed.

Dr Catriona: "Umm... does anyone else get the feeling something is happening?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, that doesn't sound good at all."
He heads toward the inn.

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: "Probably dead." Wolfe says with a shrug.

Levinath (GM): Westra can tell there are some signs of another in the room, but little true evidence.

Wolfe: "We didn't find the Drow, after all. And they were smackin the Dwarf around pretty hard for info."
"He might have even followed us back to town and murdered the Dwarf in his sleep or something."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Well, its obvious you didn't, Captain. Just had to make sure your blood is running," she said in her low, yet somehow rueful tone as she squatted down and inspected the corpse herself. "His isn't..."

Wolfe: "Or, y'know, maybe Grol came back here."

Trilena: "What are you lot all doing up..sweet heavens, gods protect us!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh. Apologies. I may be a little disgruntled. This was a gruesome surprise."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, that's not comforting either, Wolfe."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc shrugs, unruffled.

Dr Catriona: She watches Raithe depart, then looks to Wolfe. "But left the rest of us?"

Wolfe: "She called her fellow Helmite."
"They're helmet sisters, now."
Wolfe pauses, thinking about that statement.

Yvaine Songsteel: "It's quite obvious he's been murdered. But who and why is the question. Is the knife used to make the wounds around?" Yvaine tries to gain some more insight into this.

Wolfe: "Huh. Heh. Dirty.

Dr Catriona: With a fantastical whirr of steampunk chicanery, the owl collapses into a metal sphere in the hands of the doctor.

Levinath (GM): Yvaine is able to tell the wounds were caused by a small blade, likely something any hunter or even a cook or butcher might carry or use.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over at the metal mass in Cat's hands. "Is that thing broke, or is that how it's supposed to work?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tries to gently shepherd Trilena out of the room. "I'm afraid our friend has been murdered. You'll need to inform the local law and have them collect Master Rockseeker. Do you know, did he have company here last night?"

Yvaine Songsteel: She also tries to see if there are tracks in and out, if anything is out of place, or if the window or door were damaged.

Dr Catriona: "That is it's proper function. So that it fits here." She puts the marble in a bronze housing on her belt, which pulls the sphere in like a magnet, then closes up.

Wolfe: "Huh. Neat."
"You build that?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe heads inside the inn and goes to see if anything is happening.

Trilena: "Oh my gods!" She shouts. "Lucile was bringing up his bathwater! She isn't here this morning!" She begins to get hysterical.

Westra Goldbrook: "Lucile brought up his bath water when? Last night?"

Levinath (GM): Nothing sticks out as out of place, the rooms are fairly clean and these seem to be no residue of tracks or any kind of sign of foul play, except the dead dwarf.

Dr Catriona: "Yes, to assist in our underground exploration. He can see in the lightless conditions up to 120 feet and can harry any foes we come across as a distraction."

Trilena: "Yes yes! Gods you have to find her! She is my niece! What kind of monster would do such a thing?"

Dr Catriona: "They have been gone for a substantial amount of time." she remarks about the others being gone and their whodunnit.

Levinath (GM): The Doc and Wolfe and easily hear a hysterical Trilena from out front. Other villagers are moving towards the inn curiously.

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a slow whistle. "Huh. Damn, Cat."
"You're pretty smart."
"Sounds like I was right."
"Dead Dwarf."

Dr Catriona: She smiles a little with a bit of bashfulness and adjusts her glasses with a tinge of self consciousness.

Westra Goldbrook: "I suspect it may be the same culprit responsible for the town's recent troubles," Westra admits. "Those in league with the Black Spider. We are already heading out to confront him today. We will be certain to keep a wary eye out for any sign of your niece. In the meantime, it's possible she's just... home. Oversleeping, or something equally innocent. No need to panic just yet,."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Drat. I'm not seeing anything that shows that there was any sort of break in here. Whoever did this brutal crime was likely someone he welcomed in....or perhaps had a key," she says standing up and moving to the bed to snag a sheet to drape over the corpse.

Wolfe: "Nothin' I can do about a corpse, though." He shrugs and sips from his flask.
"When they're ready they'll come find us for stuff I can do somethin' about."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded to Yvaine's assessment. The fact that the dwarf was attacked while at rest in the tub also suggested to Westra that this was not an obvious attack.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe arrives at the door to the room and knocks before entering. "What's going on?"

Trilena: She looks to Westra with hope in here eyes. "Mmm yes! She is just at home sleeping!" The woman wipes her face...then 180s and sprints off.
Trilena runs by Wolfe and the Doc towards a nearby house.

Westra Goldbrook: "You must--" she starts to say, but sighs as Trilena runs off. Raithe shows up in her wake, and Westra gestures to where Yvaine is covering the deceased dwarf. "Someone has murdered Master Rockseeker."

Dr Catriona: Catriona blinks.

Trilena: The large woman nearly breaks the door of its hinges as she barrels through. Moments later another wail emits from the opened doorway.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe curses in Elvish.
"That's bad."

Elmar Barthen: "What in the nine hells....oh my..."

Westra Goldbrook: The wail from outside draws Westra back downstairs and out of the inn. She looks about for Trilena.

Raithe Moonstrike: "The Black Spider's serious, it seems."

Elmar Barthen: He clears his throat and looks to Westra as he appears in the hallway with the group."Not you lots work, I..hope?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course not," she answers. She pauses, looks confused. "What brings you here from the shop at this hour?"

Elmar Barthen: "I was planning to help finalize the set up the election area, and I heard Trilena before she ran across the village center. Thought I better come and check on things."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Check on things? Hopefully, you can do more than that."

Dr Catriona: "If this place is not secure should we like... do something?"

Westra Goldbrook: "I see. Do you have a town healer? Or someone else who tends to the bodies of the deceased? Lady Trilena's niece is missing as well, so I doubt she's in a place of mind to handle this matter at the moment. Can I ask you to gather whoever would be best suited to handle the victim respectfully?"

Elmar Barthen: He frowned as he looked at the dwarf. "A good lad, its a shame." He stared a but longer before seemingly snapping out of his trance by Yvaine. "I will get a couple boys to come and uh...remove Mister Rockseeker. Seems we will need to postpone the events of today."

Wolfe: "Ionno, what're we gonna do? Sounds like assassins while we were sleeping. Not much can be done about it now."

Elmar Barthen: "Sister Garaele handles our passed, we will take him there to be tended to and then have him laid to rest. Her Niece? Lucile? Did you find any sign of her? "

Dr Catriona: "But what if they are still around?"

Wolfe: "Make your bird go find 'em."

Westra Goldbrook: "On the contrary, the town having a strong and capable leader is more important now than ever. I recommend proceeding in spite of this tragedy, though that's a decision for you and the other townspeople to make."
"None yet," she admitted, with a shake of her head. "But I fear the recent wailing from the square does not bode well."

Dr Catriona: "He does not have assassin recognition abilities. I do not think assassins all look the same."

Wolfe: "And you think I do?"
"For all I know it was the barmaid with a knife."

Dr Catriona: "I.. I don't know. I see you do alot of strange things."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs.

Elmar Barthen: He seems undecided. "I don't know, This isn't going to go over well with everyone, they were just beginning to feel safe after those scoundrels were routed."

Wolfe: "Fine."
He then walks over toward where the last wail came from.

Dr Catriona: She follows after, somewhat out of her depth.

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine steps away to let them do what they need to do with this dwarf. Aside from a soft prayer, she had nothing more she could offer him.

Levinath (GM): Trilena can be found holding another middle aged woman crying in the small kitchen of the other home.

Westra Goldbrook: "The Watch is headed towards the stronghold of the villain we believe is responsible for this and the other recent troubles. If all goes as planned, the culprit will have paid his due before the elections are complete this evening."

Wolfe: Wolfe walks in. For a moment he hesitates as Trilena has been both kind and mean to him. He takes a deep breath and speaks up gently. "Trilena, what's going on?"

Westra Goldbrook: "But as I said, that is a decision for you and the other people here. If you think it best to postpone, then do as you wish."
"Thank you for your help in ensuring Master Rockseeker is seen to. I'm going to check on Trilena."

Elmar Barthen: "Hmmm...let us get Master Rockseeker moved and I will ponder on this. Good luck on your outing, I shall make sure things are handled here M'Lady."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra glances to Yvaine and Raithe, nods towards the stairs, and then heads down to find the errant barkeep.

Trilena: "Lucile is gone! GONE! She never came home last night! Oh Master Wolfe! You have to help her!" She grabs his leg as she falls to the ground next to him. He is quickly mobbed by the two women with pleas.

Elmar Barthen: If everyone is finished inspecting the dwarf, Elmar goes to work instruction people to fetch the priestess, move the body to her small workshop, and clean up the bloody bathwater. He does appear in his element working to orchestrate the work with the others, even helping here and there.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will follow, looking a bit shocked at what's happened.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks very, very uncomfortable as Trilena starts sobbing against his leg.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows the wailing to Trilena's sister's house, and enters to find Wolfe being... prayed to(?!) by Trilena and her sister.

Wolfe: "Uh.. we'll find her..." He gently puts his hands on Trilena's head, patting her hair. "There, there.. uh.. we'll find her."

Westra Goldbrook: A brow arches.

Wolfe: "Take a deep breath. Come on, now." He tries to help her to her feet.

Trilena: They seem no better but do release him and continue to sob as they hold each other.

Dr Catriona: This level of morning madness had the doctor speechless, looking awkward AF.

Wolfe: "Alright. I'm.. uh.. gonna go... and find her."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine follows Westra and slinks herself up next to Raithe without much respect for personal boundaries. Why was she standing so close? Who knew. She didn't seem to realize it was out of the ordinary...even if she did it might be hard to tell with her obfuscated visage.

Wolfe: He jerks his thumb for the door.

Trilena: They seem to not notice Wolfe and further and continue to mourn.

Westra Goldbrook: Wolfe backs out of the house and regroups with the others in the street. "I take it Lucille is unaccounted for?" she asked Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Yep."
"Dead Dwarf?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded. "Stabbed in the bath."

Wolfe: "Well."
"At least he was clean when he went."
"That's somethin'."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will head outside, the whole scene moderately weird.

Wolfe: "Did we need the Dwarf anyway?"
"We have the map, right?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra made a face at Wolfe's comment, then shook her head. "At this point, I hope it was Black Spider. At least that would grant us a chance to possibly find and return her."

Dr Catriona: Exiting as well, she remarks. "Murder and kidnapping. This is one unusual small town."

Elmar Barthen: "Calm down folks! There has been an unfortunate..uh..incident. The sister will be tending to it and our friends from out of town will bring the villan of his terrible crime to justice. Just carry on with your business." He says to the group gathering in front of the inn.

Westra Goldbrook: "Need, no. We do have the map. He wanted to go with us to find his brothers. We can press on without him, though."
"Is everyone ready to do so? I'm more anxious than ever so see this fiend brought to justice."

Wolfe: "Yeah, it's shitty he's dead, but at least we can get on with things. I'm pretty sure it was the Drow that did him in."

Westra Goldbrook: *to see

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm ready to go."

Yvaine Songsteel: When Raithe steps away, Yvaine doesn't follow. Instead, she remains solidly nearby to listen to Westra's explanation of the events. She has nothing to add other than a "Ready," at the Captain's prompting.

Levinath (GM): The Watch is easily able to follow the map with the drunk half orc's guidance in cartography. They find a small cave mouth hidden behind a SHRUBBERY and enter into the darkness.

Dr Catriona: The doctor nods, solemnly on moving forward.

Westra Goldbrook: "Does anyone possess the ability to cast a lighting spell?"

Levinath (GM): The entrance tunnel leads into a large-cavern supported by a natural pillar of rock and containing three stalagmites. The northeastern section of the cavern appears to be collapsed, forming a ten-foot-wide, twenty-foot-deep pit.

Westra Goldbrook: If not, Westra will pull out the torch from her pack and light it .

Wolfe: "I don't need to do that crap cause I don't have pink-skin eyes."
Wolfe pulls out Talon and grunts. "Way to tell everyone we're here."

Dr Catriona: "I do not think eyes have skin."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, well I don't see double 9/10ths of the time I'm upright. So perhaps we're even."

Dr Catriona: (BURN)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra proceeds to carefully explore the room.

Wolfe: "I'm hoping with all the double I'm seeing one of you isn't a fat sow."

Dr Catriona: "I see a body."

Levinath (GM): In the western part of the cave, behind the column of rock, are three bedrolls and a heap of ordinary supplies-sacks of flour, bags of salt, casks of salted meat, lanterns, flasks of lamp oil, pickaxes, shovels, and other gear. Amid the supplies, you see the body of a dwarf miner, dead for at least a week.

Westra Goldbrook: "Here," she calls, ignoring Wolfe's commentary

Dr Catriona: She covers her mouth and nose. "Odiferous cadaver. "

Wolfe: Wolfe ignores the body and goes for the salted meat. "Hey, food!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe makes a face. ~Elvish~ "Is everyone around here dead?"

Dr Catriona: She shrugs at Raithe. ~Elvish~ "That decay is several days ripe."

Levinath (GM): The corpse has a festering gaping whole in his chest. The cause of his death appears to have been caused by some kind of magical attack.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Looks like he got blasted with magic or something." Raithe said.

Westra Goldbrook: While Wolfe scavenges, Westra moves on to make sure the rest of the room is empty.

Wolfe: Packing the jerky into his sack, Wolfe grabs a piece and bites into it. "Mfrooks rike fre got rasted." He says with his mouth full, chewing loudly.
Wolfe gestures toward Raithe with a nod, waving the meat at him.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Thanks, buddy, but I'm okay."
"Let me scout ahead."

Levinath (GM): The northeastern section of the cavern has collapsed, forming a ten-foot-wide, twenty-foot-deep pit. A sturdy hemp rope is tied off around a nearby stalagmite and angles down the side of the pit, at the bottom of which is a rough-hewn tunnel heading northwest and east.

Yvaine Songsteel:

Wolfe: He shrugs, finishes chewing, then pulls out a flask to wash it all down.
Wolfe stows his sword, then grabs at the rope, testing its sturdiness first.

Levinath (GM): Yvaine notices the books on the dead dwarf look exceptionally made.

Dr Catriona: "Should we incinerate the body?"

Levinath (GM): The rope appears sturdy enough to hold everyone present, even the armored princess.

Wolfe: "Alright let me go scout."
He then spelunks down the rope into the pit.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows after him.

Dr Catriona: "I will go do that then and follow."

Wolfe: Pulling out the rope and climbing spikes from his adventurer's pack, he starts climbing up the wall to leave a rope trail for the others.

Levinath (GM): The roughly hewn tunnel is 10 foot high and about as much wide.

Dr Catriona: Doctor wicker pours some accelerant on the dwarven corpse and then sets it on fire.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will head down the rope.
"Don't forget about the undead here."

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine follows, as she does.

Wolfe: "I ain't scared of a pile of bones." He says as he pulls out the magical longsword.

Yvaine Songsteel: But not too closely, because they're always getting hit.

Levinath (GM): Many tunnels intersect at this natural, thirty-foot-high cavern. The walls are carved with simple reliefs showing dwarf and gnome miners hard at work. Below them, nearly two dozen skeletons in rusted scraps of armor are scattered across the cavern floor. Some are dwarf skeletons, while others are orc remains. Half a dozen large brass lanterns stand in niches or on ledges around the cavern, but none are lit.

Wolfe: "Looks like we found what killed the miners."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I say we head left."

Wolfe: "Heading south."

Levinath (GM): Wolfe discovers what is clearly the remains of the old main entrance to the mine. There is dwarven stonework indicating the forging of great weapons. A door to the East and West are closed on each side of him.

Wolfe: Wolfe sees if the door is locked.

Dr Catriona: She examines the height of the ceiling. "I wonder if there are bats in here." she muses towards Yvaine.

Wolfe: Wolfe, finding the door is unlocked, pulls it open.

Levinath (GM): Splintered stone benches and heaps of rubble from a partially collapsed ceiling fill this room. Amid ruined stone bunks and toppled weapon racks are the bones of several dwarves and orcs.

Wolfe: Wolfe will look through the room for anything of value; being in the mine seems to awaken the avarice within him.

Dr Catriona: "Tarnation!"

Levinath (GM): As the group enters the room, the bones begin to stir and then they rise into skeletons.

Dr Catriona: "Ambush!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well...this isn't good."

Wolfe: "Huh."
"...I was just looking for the bathroom."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws her halberd as the room around them comes to life. She grunts her displeasure and swings at the undead nearest her.

Levinath (GM): A massive skeleton forms from a large pile of orc and dwarf bones in the back. "Ddddiiiiiiiieeeee"

Westra Goldbrook: The skeleton poofs in a pop of dust and bone as the halberd smashes through him
...and then she serves the halberd backwards, and slices a second beast in twain. "Be gone, unholy creatures!"

Yvaine Songsteel: Yvaine swings around to take stock of the situation and after a debate about the best course of action, she decides to conserve her energy and throw a cantrip at one of the skeletons before ducking back out of sight.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Curses."

Dr Catriona:
The flaxen haired scientist draws forth the Phantasmitron 2000! She activates it from the distance and a Holo-Raithe appears by the Bone Reaper!

Dr Catriona: The holo raithe is aiming a bow at him too

Dr Catriona: "Botheration!"

Westra Goldbrook: The larger of the skeletons ambles after the retreating elf, and Westra steps in to attempt to dissuade him.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets poked in the chest and he grunts some in annoyance. The skeletal ambush catching him somewhat offguard -- damn semi-buzzed-but-not-buzzed-enough.
He takes a slow, centering breath and prepares to collect some beat-ass tax.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   

Levinath (GM): Wolfe chops off an arm and the reaper still looks plenty healthy.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe is hit so hard that his bones rattle and he falls to the ground in shock and pain!

Westra Goldbrook: Westra continues to hack at the Bone Reaper.

Levinath (GM): Westra's first attack finds purchase.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will rise from his spot on the floor, where he was nearly a spot on the floor.
He will fire an arrow at the fiend that attacked him!

Levinath (GM): Bones fly from the skeletal monstrosity as its movements seem to slow slightly.

Yvaine Songsteel: She reaches out and heals Raithe when he's in range.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Thanks, Yvaine." Raithe said, smiling at the hooded woman.

Dr Catriona: She ducks as Raithe fires an arrow by her. With an adjustment of her glasses, her eyes blaze with azure fire and within the core of the Bone Reaper's chest, a burst of flame comes alight.

Dr Catriona: 8 fire damage
4 damage

Yvaine Songsteel: "It's nice to be useful," she says to the klepto elf. =)

Levinath (GM):
The reaper begins to shake, pieces falling from it. The skeletons in the rear of the room as well as the ones near Wolfe begin to shake as their bones break apart and move to reinforce those of the larger skeletal monstrosity.

Wolfe: "...What the actual fuck?"

Dr Catriona: "That doesn't sound good."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Okay, that's not natural."

Westra Goldbrook: "unholy vermin," westra snarls.

Levinath (GM): Many of the newly reinforced bones fly away from the creature again.

Levinath (GM): "Ddddiiiieee" The decayed skull spits rotten air towards Westra.

Yvaine Songsteel: "Has this guy MET her?"

Wolfe: "Ugh. These things smell awful."

Westra Goldbrook: "That wasn't you?"

Wolfe: "Naw, I bathed today." He says without the glimmer of offense being taken; just matter-of-fact.

Dr Catriona: "Werent you rifling through foodstuffs in the wake of a corpse just minutes ago?"

Yvaine Songsteel: "Oh, it's gonna be one of THOSE nights, eh Helm?!"

Wolfe: "Yeah?"

Dr Catriona:

Wolfe: "The food's still good!"

Levinath (GM): The massive skeleton lashes out with two small swords, hitting Westra with both.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra staggers back from the blow, but quickly reasserts herself to return fire
...but too slow

Wolfe: After the Bone Reaper delivers some beat-down on Westra, Wolfe kicks it really hard in the knee, popping its fibia off and causing it to collapse to one-knee. He then drives Talon straight through it's skull.

Levinath (GM): "Dddiiiiieeee....." It lets out as the magic in the bones fades out.

Wolfe: With a grunt and a jerk of upper-body strength he tears the skull off and it collapses into a pile of bones afterward.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns her swing instead to the remaining lesser skeleton.
...and it splits apart like an overstuffed bag of flour, bone dust spitting into the air as it falls.

Wolfe: "Nice." The Half-Orc lets out a slow exhale. "We're gettin' good at this."
"Though why the fuck a Dwarf mine has re-animating bones is beyond me."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Good, now you can improve on not getting hit..."

Dr Catriona: "Likely ambient arcane energies or perhaps defenses set up by the Black Spider."

Yvaine Songsteel: "And I'll improve on hitting anything. Gah." she mutters in over dramatic teenage frustration.

Westra Goldbrook: "Better," Westra admits with a groan, as she rolls her injured shoulder. "I don't know that we can claim 'good' until we succeed without quite so much bloodshed."

Dr Catriona: "I think lifting the hood might help with that, Miss Yvaine." Have to try.

Yvaine Songsteel: Batgirl then moves to check on Westra.

Wolfe: "Eh."
"Skeletons don't have blood."
"What bloodshed?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "That...that was scary."

Yvaine Songsteel: "Then I'd have to see Wolfe without any sort of blinder. I'm not sure I could take it."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolls her eyes and shakes her head at Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Feh."
"You sure as fuck couldn't."
Wolfe puts Talon away and retrieves his flask. Uncork. Drink.

Dr Catriona: Her eyebrows raise some at the disses, not particularly understanding of them. She then looks about the room some more with interest.

Westra Goldbrook: "Is everyone alright?" she asks, turning to face the others.

Dr Catriona: "I think this is a good lesson that just charging into chambers down here is likely not a good idea."

Wolfe: "Why? We handled it just fine."

Dr Catriona: She will investigate the room for odd readings with her WEENIS, planting it on the ground.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm good." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: "Umm.. okay. Blindly charging into rooms it is." she responds while taking readings.

Levinath (GM): The W.E.E.N.I.S. is able to discern the magic animating the skeletons is very old residual magic from battles within the chambers.

Yvaine Songsteel:
With a pleased little smirk, Yvaine reaches forward and touches her hand to Westra's damaged shoulder.

Dr Catriona: "The necromantic energy here is very old and residual from long ago."

Westra Goldbrook: "My thanks," Westra says, with a sigh of relief to the cleric.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on December 25, 2017, 01:36:11 PM
Session 18

Levinath (GM): Wave Echo Cavern has been discovered. What secrets will be delved in the depths? What is the fate of the last Rockseeker brother? Will the Watch finally confront the mysterious black spider?

Wolfe:
Wolfe, now that the skeletal monsters have been defeated, starts scrounging through the room for anything of interest.

Dr Catriona: "The necromantic energy here is quite ancient."

Levinath (GM): Splintered stone benches and heaps of rubble from a partially collapsed ceiling fill this room. Amid ruined stone bunks and toppled weapon racks are the bones of several dwarves and orcs that were again defeated by the group.

Wolfe: "Dwarves had to have somethin' good here, right?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Necromantic dwarves? Is that a thing?"

Dr Catriona: "It stands to reason that we will encounter more animated occupants fueled by such."

Wolfe: "Anything can be necromantic."
"You just rub evil lotion all over 'em."
"Make 'em dance."

Dr Catriona: "I... don't think that is a real thing."

Westra Goldbrook: Westa rolls her eyes and heads back into the hall.
Westra puts her mind towards progressing their task instead of inventing wildly inaccurate conjectures. She takes a look at the nearest door.

Levinath (GM): The door appears to be a basic wooden door with no lock.

Dr Catriona: "Confirming that that blindly charging into rooms full of unknown magically animated creatures that seek to destroy us is.. uh.. the plan."

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls free his Talon

Westra Goldbrook: Westra attempts to open the door.

Levinath (GM): This chamber was once an office or storeroom of some kind. A large stone counter bisects the room, set with three dusty balance scales made of iron. Cubbyholes carved into the north wall are stuffed with dusty paper scraps. Several long dead corpses-gnomes and orcs by their look-are sprawled across the floor.

Wolfe: "Oh look, more partiers."

Dr Catriona: The bosomy inventor ambles slowly behind, wrinkling her nose as her ice blue gaze pans over the architecture.

Levinath (GM): The corpses do not seem to animate as the other rooms.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stabs her halberd blade-down through the neck of one of the orc corpses as she steps past it... just checking.
She then goes to inspect the cubbies on the north wall

Dr Catriona: ~High-school level Elvish~: "Are you uh.. damaged, Mister Raithe?"

Levinath (GM): Behind the counter sits a locked iron strongbox.

Wolfe: Wolfe, sensing a lull in the action, calls upon his oldest and dearest friend -- the flask.
He opens 'er up and gets to drinkin.

Raithe Moonstrike: ~Clear, perfect Elvish~ "Just a little banged up. The big one got the drop on me. Won't happen again. Yvanie helped with the worst of it."

Westra Goldbrook: "Master Raithe, kindly see if you can best this lock for us?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Got it."
Raithe moves toward the strongbox, cracks his knuckles and takes out his Thieves Tools.

Levinath (GM): Raithe seems unable to open the strongbox, the dwarfish craftsmanship still holding strong after hundreds of years.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Eh, fucking Dwarven craftsmanship. It's like they built it not to open. Stupid Dwarves."

Dr Catriona: "Um.. maybe I can use a corrosive."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra steps back to allow the doctor passage, then closes again to try and assist however she can.

Dr Catriona: She uses a vial of sizzling silver acid.

Wolfe: "Who carries acid around on them?"

Dr Catriona: "Who... doesn't?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Useful people, it seems."

Wolfe: "Me."
"I don't carry fuckin acid."

Westra Goldbrook: "Point well made."

Wolfe: "Good on 'ya for bein a packrat, doc."
"Fuck you, princess."

Dr Catriona: "I am a half elf."

Levinath (GM): The metal sizzles around the lock and after several minutes, the lid is able to be lifted.

Dr Catriona: She steps back. "Eureka."

Westra Goldbrook: "Well done!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Heh. Good work."

Wolfe: "Good job, Doc."

Raithe Moonstrike: "To the victor go the spoils. Open it up, Doc."

Dr Catriona: "Will have to mix or purchase more next time in town."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra steps forward and braces against whatever magical nonsense is likely to assault her as she shoves open the lid of the chest.

Levinath (GM): Inside there is a large assortment of ancient coins with dwarven figures molded on them.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes open up.
He puts the flask away after closing it. He then walks over and looks inside. "Eh is that Dwarf gold?"

Levinath (GM): And a small clock with mahogany woodwork.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shrugs and leans down to pick up the clock. "Among other things," she says to wolfe.

Levinath (GM): By the papers around the room this appears to have been the management office of the mine. Shipment manifests, orders, and inventory details lay arrayed across all areas due to the fighting years ago.

Westra Goldbrook: She offers the clock towards the doctor.

Wolfe: Wolfe digs his hand into the chest, picking up a handful of coins. He smiles like a kid in a toy store, his grin wide and goofy. "Good."

Dr Catriona: The doctor moves up on her tippy toes to try to see what is in the chest, like a child at a parade, without initially moving closer.

Wolfe: He then pockets the money.

Westra Goldbrook: Wolfe gets a little sideeye, but Westra doesn't comment on his eerily gleeful packing away of the coin.

Dr Catriona: "It is kind of weird that uh.. this cache of coin is so near the entrance and unmolested."

Westra Goldbrook: She takes one last look over the room, and if there seemed to be nothing else of interest she'd move back into the hall.

Wolfe: "Might have gotten murdered gettin' to it."
"Who even knows this place is here besides us and the Black Spider?"

Dr Catriona: She will hold out her hand and yank the Wooden Clock over to her for inspection. "Dwarven time device?"

Levinath (GM): The clock does seem of Dwaven make from what the doctor can tell, though it does not appear to be functional.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Fair question, Wolfe. The Black Spider's gone out of the way to make sure no one else finds this place.
Let me scout ahead."

Dr Catriona: "This might be interesting to open up and examine." she says, seemingly to no one in particular.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra starts out to explore further, but pauses to let Raithe catch up when he mentions scouting.

Levinath (GM): Westra finds long tunnels carved from the stone heading both east and west, a solid wooden door is shut directly to the north.

Wolfe: Wolfe follows after Raithe but keeps some distance, jiggling from coins in pocket.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will scout ahead, just to get an idea of what's on this side of the cavern.

Dr Catriona: "How do you count coin so quickly? Is that an eastern skill?"

Levinath (GM): Ahead Raithe can see a dense carpets of weird fungi cover large sections of the floor in this cavern, it glows brightly, illuminating the large cavern ahead.

Dr Catriona: Her remark is to Wolfe.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I really hope this place doesn't lead to the Underdark." he murmurs, moving forward a bit.

Wolfe: "Long years as a mercenary and sellsword, Doc."
"You get used to gettin your money and gettin out."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe notes Westra's presence at his back. "So we've got at least two other pathways at the edge of all this fungus that's among us."
He points to the northwest. "There."
He points just a bit east of that. "There."
He points to the southeast. "Maybe one more there, but I'd need to move in to get a closer look."

Dr Catriona: The doctor makes a goofing snorting laugh. "Fungus among us." she repeats, laughing like a dork.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra scrunches her nose and takes a closer look at the fungus underfoot. "Why the sudden greenery, one wonders."
She arches a brow at the Doctor's comment, then looks back to the room at large.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Dark wet cave. No sunlight. Seems academic to me. Ask Professor Doc."

Wolfe:

Dr Catriona: "That looks unusual to me, just trudging right into and disturbing..."

Levinath (GM): Spores pop up from the fungus and tickle Raithe and Westras nose, but their constitution prevents the spores from affecting them.

Dr Catriona: The woman barely can get a sentence out before people start rushing on in.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, be careful coming in there guys."

Levinath (GM): Wolfe can't identify the exact fungus in the room, but it appears to have a narcotic affect when disturbed.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Professor Doc, you got anything that'll light the place up for us?"

Wolfe: "Oh hey."
"Drugs."

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: Wolfe looks a touch closer. "Wonder if you could harvest this stuff and sell it."
"These mushrooms look like they're poisonous -- narcotic, even."

Dr Catriona: (my owl is missing!)

Levinath (GM): A clear ooze drips from the twenty food ceiling onto Westra.

It is Jelly's turn   

Dr Catriona: ((I still dont have his sheet))

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: "Gaaahhh!" Westra shouts, jerking away to the side as a blob of acidic jelly drops from above
Disturbed and with little other recourse, Westra swings at it.

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: (He has no sight btw)
(oh I wont send it then)
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM): 1

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Wolfe: Wolfe moves into the room then falls over, asleep.
ZzzzZzzzz

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe decides to try something....

It is Yvaine Songsteel's turn   
Mercedes O.

Dr Catriona: "That is not good!"

Levinath (GM):

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: "Huhwha!?"
Wolfe shakes off the narcotic effect of the shrooms and stirs after Yvaine kicks him (but not hard enough to hurt).

Dr Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

It is Jelly's turn   

Dr Catriona: The veil of spores inhibits her aiming.

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM): Westra is engulfed by the clear liquid. She can't breath and is restrained and takes 6 acid damage.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Wolfe: "Ow!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Now is not the time for napping, you le-aaAAGH!" Westra calls when she notices the orc is prone. The gelatinous mass is more spry than she anticipates, though, and surges up around her

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: Gizmo takes the dodge action.
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Wolfe: Wolfe's still drowsy, even after getting goo-splooged on, and his swing misses the Jelly.
(From Levinath (GM)): Westra can see another ooze moving towards the group from the south eastern ceiling. (But she can't breathe or talk!)

Raithe Moonstrike:

It is Yvaine Songsteel's turn   
Mercedes O.

Levinath (GM):
2

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Jelly's turn   

Levinath (GM): Acid eats at Westra's flesh. 22 acid damage.

Westra Goldbrook: The villainous glob sizzles through Westra's defenses and drains her strength. She persists, though barely.

Wolfe:

Levinath (GM): 7

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: With the last dregs of her strength, Westra attempts again to slash her way out of the cube.

Levinath (GM): The goo seems to lessen its hold on the two, but they cannot escape yet.

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: He does
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe tries to escape.
Wolfe swims out of the goo.

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Raithe Moonstrike:
Raithe sees that his magic, as usual, is failing him. So he nocks an arrow and gives it to the old college try.

It is Yvaine Songsteel's turn   
Mercedes O.

Wolfe: Wolfe spits blood and yellow jelly; it got into his mouth! "Good job, Raithe."

Raithe Moonstrike: The arrow strikes the ooze, wounding it, and then disperses, dissolving into a puddle on the fungus-covered floor.

Wolfe: He then pulls free the flask and opens it up, drinking the taste away.

Levinath (GM):
Yvaine runs to Westra and lays a glowing hand on her.

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "This subterranean environment certainly does have a variety."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is released onto the ground as the creature dissolves, just shy of passing out from acidic burns.
She breathes a little easier, though, when Yvaine comes to her aid.

Dr Catriona: She will dismiss Gizmo so he does not have to make saves.

Westra Goldbrook: "Again... my thanks..." she pants, taking a moment to breathe.

Dr Catriona: She will also use a hankerchief over her nose and mouth to hopefully make the save with advantage if she moves.

Westra Goldbrook: "Another one! Behind you!" she shouts, pointing back towards the southeastern cavern.

Wolfe: Wolfe just sighs.

Dr Catriona:

Levinath (GM):

Dr Catriona: 2
1 fire damage

It is Jelly's turn   

Levinath (GM):

Westra Goldbrook:

Levinath (GM):

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: The second creature falls from nowhere, and though Westra evades it, its attack knocks her out.
*it's subsequent attack

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: (sorry add +2 fire damage from my focus too, pls)

Wolfe: Wolfe closes his eyes and brings his blade up, placing both hands solidly on the grip. He whispers words of a foreign tongue to himself.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's next turn he gains resistance to slashing, bludgeoning, and piercing damage. He also gains advantage to all attack rolls.   

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Raithe Moonstrike:

It is Yvaine Songsteel's turn   
Mercedes O.

Levinath (GM):

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: 7 fire
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Fa Fa Flaaaaammming Jelly!'s turn   

Wolfe: "No."
"Don't do it."

Wolfe: "DON'T YOU DO IT."

Dr Catriona: 4 Fire Damage

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: (oh thats death)
(Use inspiration)
(She can use mine)
(if I can give it)

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: Wolfe flies into a furious rage as Yvaine calls out that Westra is dead.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
4

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Raithe Moonstrike:
Like the last goo, in practically the same spot, Raithe fires an arrow and forces it to disperse.

Wolfe: Wolfe turns and immediately moves over to Westra's fallen form. He rudely shoves Yvaine out of the way. "Give her some air and let me fuckin see!"
Kneeling down beside her he sets Talon down and inspects her form, his eyes nearly blazing in anger.

Dr Catriona: The doctor looks sullen and speechless in the moment.

Wolfe: As he looks over her he exhales slowly. "Yeah."
"Yeah she's gone."

Dr Catriona: She looks to Raithe. "I don't know much about Helm, but ... wouldn't now be a time for proper intervention?"

Wolfe: "Gods don't fuckin' care about us, Doc." Wolfe snarls back at her -- his anger misplaced, but lashed at her anyway.

Dr Catriona: "Doesn't Miss Yvaine have some way to... have that happen?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe watched the flurry of action after the jelly died, but sees that Westra isn't moving.

Wolfe: Wolfe stows Talon and slides his arms down beneath Westra's crumpled legs.
"We're leaving."
Hefting her up he gets to his feet.

Raithe Moonstrike: "You want to leave this place, Wolfe?" Raithe asked.

Wolfe: "I'm not gonna leave her body in here to be like the rest of the fuckin' Dwarves and Orcs."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nods. "She deserves better than that."

Wolfe: He then starts heading for the way they went in, carrying Westra's body as he goes.

Dr Catriona: The Doctor will force pull the captain's polearm to her, then bring it along.

Wolfe: "Raithe, I'm going to need help pulling her body up."
Somehow the more they move and act his anger seems to fade, holding only a stern attitude.
He will climb up first, then wait for Raithe to join him at the top. "Yvaine, Cat, tie it around her waist and we'll pull her up."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Got it."
Raithe follows, coming to help Wolfe as quickly as he can.

Levinath (GM): The group is able to get Westra's body up the cliff face after several minutes of coordinated teamwork.

Wolfe: Once there, Wolfe will leave his rope and pick Westra's body up, carrying her with him outside.

Dr Catriona: The doctor is quiet, though follows instructions as they are given.

Wolfe: "I'm going to take her to the Sister back in town. We'll rest up, come back, and when we clear this place out we'll take her back to Neverwinter to get buried proper in Helm's church."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nods. "Okay, Wolfe. No problem." Raithe said. He wondered if Wolfe was thinking clearly, but now wasn't the time to bring it up.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets Westra laid over her horse, making sure to secure her body with the saddle and some rope.

Dr Catriona: Catriona will carry the polearm for the trip.

Wolfe: Once saddled up, Wolfe will lead the party back to town.

Levinath (GM): The ground returns as the sun falls on the horizon. Music and song can be heard as they approach the town. People run up and down the streets as a massive block party seems to be occurring.

Wolfe: Wolfe is in no mood for cheer, but his stern face remains neutral as he heads for Sister Garaele's home.

Levinath (GM): Those that pass by seem stunned as the paladin's body is clearly visible. None move towards the orc or say anything, but the group outside is left in a more sullen mood as the group passes them.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe just keeps his eyes focused straight ahead, not saying anything to anyone.

Sister Garaele: The sister can be seen as they enter the village. She sits quietly by the shrine smiling until she notices the group and their 'cargo'.

Wolfe: Wolfe rides up slowly, leading Westra's horse by the reins. "Sister." He says curtly. The others will perhaps have noticed he hadn't drank on the ride back.
"I need you to watch over her body until we're done with the Black Spider."

Sister Garaele: She frowns as she moves towards Westra's horse. "Oh no, what has happened?"

Wolfe: The Half-Orc's eyes narrow at the Sister's stupid question.
"She died."
"That's what happens when you put your life on the line for other people."
"Can you do it or not."

Dr Catriona: "A gelatinous subterranean entity was to blame."

Sister Garaele: She is taken aback by his ferocity. "I...I am so sorry...."

Wolfe: Wolfe begins to snarl out something toward Cat but bites it down with a loud growl.

Sister Garaele: She steps back from Westra as he growls.

Dr Catriona: The doctor seems ill at ease, speaking with rapidity as if to contribute something here, where she cannot.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I think Sister Garaele can help. We're all on edge. Let's take some time to collect our thoughts."

Wolfe: "Look. We got a lot to do still. The Black Spider's out there, all of us are roughed up some. I just want you to look over her body until we're done."
"When we get finished we'll see to getting her put to rest."

Sister Garaele: "Oh...well yes I would be honored to care for her." She meets the half orc's eyes for only a moment before looking back down.

Wolfe: He slowly dismounts and goes to untie Westra before drawing her off of the horse. He nods towards her house. "Where do you want me to put her?"

Dr Catriona: "And her um..." she offers the paladin's weapon.

Sister Garaele: "Please fallow me." She leads him down the hill from the shrine to her home. She opens a small cellar on the side of the home. "Down here please, watch your head." She leads him into an underground area. There is a large oak table in the middle of the room, various herbs and grooming supplies arranged on the wall. "Set her here." She points to the table. The air within the cellar seems unnaturally cold.
"You can place her items on that table." She points to a small desk.

Wolfe: Wolfe does as he's directed and ducks his head low, being guided to a final place to put her down.

Dr Catriona: The flaxen haired scientist moves on after and places the polearm where indicated, setting it down and then adjusting it at least 3 times, awkwardly because she is a spaz. Satisfied, she leave it be.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe keeps an eye out to make sure there are no gawkers or overly-nosy people getting to interested in the business of the Watch.

Sister Garaele: "I will care for her until you return. The chill here should help....maintain her composure." She says to the orc, hoping to avoid another angry glance.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly, though he doesn't look up just yet. He sets Westra's hands to clasp over one another, guarding her heart as she lays in repose.
"容易に戦士に休む"
The Half-Orc says in a strange tongue.
He then turns toward Sister Garaele. "Thanks."
He then moves for the stairs, not sparing her or Westra another glance.

Sister Garaele: She just bows to him and then the others in turn.

Dr Catriona: "Many thanks." she chirps softly before moving after the others.

Wolfe: "Everyone take the day and a night."
"We'll set out in the morning."

Dr Catriona: (thxgm)
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on December 25, 2017, 01:40:08 PM
Session 19

Levinath (GM): Westra has fallen. The Watch has returned to Phandalin to mourn and regroup. After discovering Elmar Barthen won the election to become new Mayor of the town, he appeared late in the evening with a method of reviving their fallen comrade. The price is high and the cost may be great. You may all pick up at the end of the DTRP thread.

Wolfe: Wolfe is passed out on the table.
ZzzZzZzz

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe enters the tavern, going to look for the rest of the Watch.
As it became more and more evident that the slurring half-orc was succumbing to the spirits of his sloshing tankard, the doctor realized she was just playing part of witness to the man’s grief-borne stupor. It was remarkably easy to just stand and collect her things and slip away as he wavered into unconsciousness.
With her schematics well stashed her satchel, she would step outside and endeavor to find the creepy cleric who always seemed to follow her about. If she was right, it was likely only her or this Sister Garaele who would be the only ones available to cast this supposed Raise Dead scroll that was unfathomably overpriced.
What she saw was Elmar leaving Raithe, likely after some kind of conversation that may or may not have been of the same subject matter she experienced a few moments ago. The flaxen haired woman approached the elf with a brisk walk.

Raithe Moonstrike:
“Mister Raithe, I ..uh.. Noticed the new Townmaster was just with you. Did he advise you on some scroll or something like that concerning Captain Goldbrook?” While she usually wanted to practice her Elvish with Raithe, this hurried query was delivered in common.

Doctor Wicker did indeed do all that.

Wolfe: ZzzzzzZzzfkinslimesZzzZz

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe paused in front of the blonde-haired beauty. He nodded at her question.
"Yeah, the Townmaster explained to me that he knows someone that might have a Raise Dead scroll." Raithe said.
"The person in question is someone I know. He wants twenty-thousand gold pieces for it." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: Her eyebrows push together as he restates that 20K number. "What are your thoughts? That seems like an incredibly high amount for that."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, that's way too damned much. If I knew where it was...well, I'd have an idea or two." he said.

Dr Catriona: "What about those gemstones Mister Wolfe has?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "You're the second person to mention those to me." Raithe said, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, the gemstones are there. But you've seen Wolfe fight. Putting my neck out there is likely to get it lopped off."
"Now...we could just ask him."

Dr Catriona: "They are hard to forget."

Wolfe: ZzzZzzZzzz

Dr Catriona: Her shoulders rise and fall slowly. "If this is real, do we not owe it to see?"
"I barely knew her, but she seemed .. like.. to not deserve that."

Raithe Moonstrike: "If it's real, I agree. I asked for proof that he's actually got it." Raithe said.
"People die every day, Professor. I'm the last person to say who deserves it and who doesn't it." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: "If it works and we try the Cave again, there might be more monetary gain and treasures."
"Also, I've never witnessed a magical resuscitation of life functions to a human before."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That Cave seems like a bad place to go, Doc. I just...I get this really weird feeling there."
"If we bring her back, is it really the right move to go back to that place? Never know when we'll see another scroll."

Dr Catriona: "I suppose that would be her decision."
"I don't mind returning, but my scientific curiosities don't uh.. blind me to the fact that following you combat-ready individuals is essential."

Trilena: "Mister Wolfe....Mister Wolfe....perhaps its time to go to your room."

Wolfe: "Mmmrgh.."
Wolfe slowly opens his eyes, lifting his heavy head with great effort.
"What... did you say... to me?"

Trilena: "Time to get up to bed! You look tired!"

Wolfe: Though it came out slurred like 'Wharurrayrrrmee?'

Raithe Moonstrike: "Okay. Well, then it comes down to whether or not Wolfe will go for it, if the scroll is real...and if everyone's up to going." he said.
"You seen Yvaine? I want to get her thoughts on this."

Wolfe: He grunts and groans, mostly because the idea of a bed sounded divine. He nodded and slowly got to his feet, albeit unsteadily. "Yeah." He begins slowly making his march to the stairs, using the handrail as a personal lifeline toward the second floor.

Dr Catriona: The short-ish half-moon-elf's head whips left than right as if she looked for her right then and there. "Not for hours... she usually follows me around like a very strange fanatic."

Levinath (GM): You both recall that you have not seen Yvaine since they left Westra's body in the cellar.

Dr Catriona: "I am willing to part with my share temporarily to contribute to this overpriced scroll so long as when all is said and done I am re-compensated." she says, the moonlight giving her skin a bluish hue.

Wolfe: Wolfe somehow(!) makes it to his room. He walks in, closes the door behind him, somehow manages to lock it(!) and then crashes hard onto the bed, still wearing his armor.

Raithe Moonstrike: "And I'm sure we can get Westra share to contribute to the cost. You know, provided that we can't talk the price down." Raithe said.
"Do you want to wait until morning to talk to him? He was drinking pretty hard last I heard." he said.

Dr Catriona: "Um... alright. Are we to assume Yvaine has abandoned the effort if she doesn't show by morning?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah. Some people don't handle death or breaking up a group well." Raithe said.
"If she doesn't show, we go."
"But what do you plan to do if Wolfe says no?"

Dr Catriona: The doctor nods quickly and looks around again. This meeting felt oddly clandestine all of a sudden.
Her shoulders rise and fall in a shrug. "I suppose we will find out."

Raithe Moonstrike: "All right." he said.
"You need to get some sleep?"

Dr Catriona: "Not a full ellf." she says, breaking a somehwat self depricating smile.
She says "Good evening" in Elvish, the phrasing slightly odd but fairly correct.

Raithe Moonstrike: ~"Have a good night, then."~ he said, in Elvish.

Levinath (GM): FF to morning. The group awakes more, or less for some, refreshed after a rough night. The common area of the inn seems the same as it has been any other morning, though the patrons look to the remaining members of the watch with sympathetic glances. Elmar sits at a table in the center eating slowly and speaking with a pair of older gentlemen. Trilena runs about as always serving her customers.

Wolfe: Wolfe, as is customary for when he awakens, checks his bag of loot.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe finds all 'his' loot intact and accounted for.

Dr Catriona: Catriona finds her way from her room into the common area; as usual she is dressed in a fashion that is a few steps more modern than typical Faerun plebs. Like a steampunk alice in wonderland or something. She asks whatever staff is running around if they had seen Yvaine.
Or uses her description.
. o O ( She has half a FACE)

Wolfe: Where as people thought Wolfe sleeps in, in actuality the delay for his emerging from his room is actually because he takes the first hour to count all of the gems in the bag.

Aenkiustal Kef: "Ahh no Ma'am, I have not seen that scary hooded woman since you departed yesterday."

Wolfe: Once he has done so, he emerges from his room and steps down the stairs a bit heavy with each movement. He has all his belongings on him, letting out a loud yawn as he appears.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe is quickly served another beer by his favorite barkeep.

Wolfe: Finding the table that was his kingdom last night (complete with drool stains on the wood), the Half Orc settles onto it. "Thanks, Trilena. Breakfast, please!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe enjoyed his Trance for several hours, playing a new game. He awakens refreshed and in a better mood.
He gathers his gear and heads downstairs, looking for Wolfe.

Wolfe: He is very nice first thing in the morning; it's the rest of the day that's hard.

Trilena: "Surprised you are up this morning dear. Right away."

Wolfe: "Ready to get goin." he brings the beer to his mouth.
He takes a heady gulp.
"Gotta recruit someone to replace Westra in cleanin up the garbage around this little village."
"Might have to head back to Neverwinter to do it."

Trilena: She frowned as she returned with a loaded plate of bacon, eggs and potatoes. "She was a sweet girl, such a shame."

Dr Catriona: "I think Miss Yvaine has fled town." she says with some dour acceptance.

Trilena: Trilena gave the Doc's statement a glace and then ran off to get another plate which she sat in front of the woman without another word.

Wolfe: "Sweet's a nice term." He said as he looked over the plate. "Not true, but sweet."
"Not surprised. Yvaine was here to be with her fellow Helmite. Westra down, Yvaine gone."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe arrives and sits down at the table with Wolfe.

Wolfe: He grunted, then looked over to Cat, gesturing to the other side of the table. "So, you gonna stick around or you leavin too?"
"Mornin', Raithe."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Mornin'. Hey, Wolfe...I think we should talk about something."

Dr Catriona: The bespectacled scientist remained standing, hovering about if you will, rather than immediately sitting down.

Wolfe: "What?" He asks after he sets down his mug of beer.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe leans back in his chair.
"So, here's the thing....I might know someone who can help Westra out of her current state." he said.
"If that's the case...are you willing to work with her again?"

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow, just a touch. "Help her out, how?"
"Like, resurrect her? I thought you couldn't do that anymore after the Spellplague."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, there's a lot that's supposedly impossible after the Spellplague and yet...you hear all kinds of crazy stuff."

Dr Catriona: Catriona does not seem surprised at the topic of conversation and a cursory glance at her disposition shows she may have already heard about it. Her eyes do pan over to Elmar and his table of people every once in a while, though.

Wolfe: "Westra was no friend to me." He says it bluntly. "But she had her heart in the right place, and she was trying to help out this town. Sure, what's involved?"

Levinath (GM): Elmar continues talking with the gentlemen at his table and seem to pay no mind to The Watch members across the way.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nodded, then leaned in close to keep the info between them.
"Twenty-thousand gold for a scroll of Raise Dead. Elmar apparently has a lead, but the contact wants money for it." Raithe said.
"I know it's a big ask, but suppose Doc and Westra's shares are subtracted from what we've found so far." Raithe said.

Wolfe: Wolfe considers that for a moment. "Elmar, you said?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, unfortunately." Raithe said, distaste clear in his expression.

Wolfe: Wolfe scoots his chair back -- it scrapes across the wooden floor.
He then gets to his feet and makes his way toward Elmar and his buddies.
"Mayor." He says gruffly to the man.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe, very subtly, makes sure his chair is stable...and watches Wolfe get up and go towards Elmar.
"Fuck."

Dr Catriona: ((The bag is unattended! GRAB THE GOODS))

Elmar Barthen: The old man offers Wolfe a smile. "Good Morning Master Wolfe. Feeling better this morning?"

Dr Catriona: "What does this mean?" she asks Raithe.

Wolfe: "Much."

Raithe Moonstrike: "This...this is about to go poorly."
"That's what this means."

Wolfe: "I hear that you have a line on a resurrection scroll for Westra."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You might want to get ready."

Dr Catriona: "Ready? For what?" The doctor seemed incredulous at the notion.

Elmar Barthen: He looked to the other men at the table. "Gentlemen please excuse me." He pushes his chair back to stand. "Shall we go discuss that matter?"

Wolfe: Wolfe puts his hand gently on Elmar's chest. "Naw. Do you, or do you not?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "For Wolfe to be Wolfe."

Elmar Barthen: "I do." He says as he looks around uncomfortably. "For what you all have done for us, I contacted a few people I thought may be able to help and was fortunate enough to find someone. Though the price is....uh..substantial."

Wolfe: "See, Elmar. I knew you to be a stand-out guy. That's why Westra made sure to tell everyone why you'd make a good Mayor." He says the title loudly, enough to attract the attention of everyone in the bar.
"And I'm sure all the people of Phandalin would be happy to hear you went out of your way to help bring back the champion that saved this town."
He takes his hand off Elmar's chest, sweeping it toward the door with a big, tusk and toothy smile. "Take us to him, will ya? We'll have a talk with your contact."

Elmar Barthen: He looked a bit bewildered but smiled to everyone as they watched the growing spectacle near the the center of the common room. "Ummm,yes, sure."
The man gets up and motions the three to follow him out.

Wolfe: "Perfect." He smiles, still. It looks odd, given his usual scowl.
He follows Elmar out.

Raithe Moonstrike: "To be continued..." Raithe said, getting up from his chair.

Dr Catriona: The doctor makes a wtf face to no one in particular... then says "Oh." and follows out everyone else, off-cue.

Elmar Barthen: He heads towards his shop as they all appear outside. "I will have to contact Mr. Ware again and let him know you are prepared to purchase the scroll. He will likely have it here by this evening."

Wolfe: "Good. Who's Mister Ware, exactly?"
"I'd like to know who I'm dealing with."

Elmar Barthen: Elmar gave Raithe a quick WTF look. "Eston Ware, he is a businessman from Neverwinter."

Wolfe: "Hrm." Wolfe scratches his chin, trying to see if he can mentally place the name.
"Been around Neverwinter a while, never heard of the guy."
"You know him, Raithe?"

Dr Catriona: The sunlight caused the woman to shield her eyes some while trying to understand the deliberations going on.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, he's a businessman. Procurer of hard-to-find commodities." Raithe said.

Wolfe: "..Ahhh."

Elmar Barthen: "Where is your hooded friend?" He asks Cat as Wolfe is diverted to Raithe.

Wolfe: "Would make sense as to why I never heard of him."

Dr Catriona: "Friend is a bit much. I don't know, she left it seems."

Wolfe: "You said he'll be by tonight? At your shop, Elmar?"

Elmar Barthen: He frowned. "Most odd..." As the group reaches the provision outpost, Elmar turns. "Give me a few moments to contact him and I will return with the details."

Wolfe: "...You have a way to contact him in your shop?"

Elmar Barthen: He nods.

Wolfe: "He sittin in your basement or somethin?"

Elmar Barthen: "No. It is of the magical variety. As a businessman far out from the larger city, it is something that has saved much time and labor."

Wolfe: "Ahh. Convenient." Wolfe nods, slowly seeming to understand.
"Alright, well we'll wait here. You go talk to the guy."
Wolfe scratches at the side of his face. He looks up to the sky and covers his eyes to check the position of the sun. He gives a little yawn, then lowers his hand and slowly checks their surroundings for who's watching them (if anyone) and the feel of the town this morning.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe sees no one paying particular attention to their group, the town appears the same as most mornings, though a few extra workers appear to be tearing down the voting booths from the day prior.

Wolfe: "Damn. I forgot to finish breakfast."

Elmar Barthen: Around five minutes later Elmar emerges with a large smile. "Mister Eston was pleased you accepted his purchase and has decided to escort the scroll personally here. He requested you all meet him where the Phandalin trail meets the Triboar Trail."

Wolfe: "Perfect."
"We'll meet him there."
"Thanks for your help, Elmar."
"I'm going to head back and finish my breakfast and my beer."
"And then we'll head out to meet your buddy."

Dr Catriona: "I feel as if I have missed something, once again." she says to herself, followed by a sigh.

Elmar Barthen: "Pleased to return some of the kindness you all have shown us." He gives a smile. "Great, he reports he should arrive around sundown."

Wolfe: "We'll see him then." He turns to head back toward the bar, extending a hand slowly to touch Cat's shoulder. "You haven't missed anything, Doc." He says down toward her with a smile.
Taking his hand back, he walks with a steady pace, turning his head toward Raithe. "What do you know about this Eston guy?" He asks the Elf once they're out of earshot of Elmar.
"He works out of Neverwinter, right?"

Dr Catriona: The shortest of the current group, she trailed at the rear, mainly just listening.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yes, he works out of Neverwinter. He's got pretty big group of people working for him. I've even worked with him a few times. He pays well and he's usually pretty fair on his deals. He likes to stay in the shadows, though.
We ought to tread lightly. He's not going to come alone or unarmed. In fact, I'm surprised he even agreed to the meet." Raithe said.

Wolfe: "Oh, I'm not going to cause any problems."
"So he's what.. sort of a crime lord? Black marketeer?"
Wolfe smirks at the Elf. "No judgement, Raithe, just trying to gauge what I'm getting into."

Dr Catriona: "No one in their right mind would come collect that much money and walk home alone with it."
"Even I am not that absentminded."

Wolfe: "Right, of course not. Only a lunatic carries that much money on them."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, crime lord. Black Marketeer. All of the above. Some people call it holy. A religion, even."

Wolfe: "Got it."
"I'll tread lightly."
"Let's finish breakfast, alright?" He yawns loudly. "I'm thirsty."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Sounds good. Though...I'm curious to know what kind of device Elmar's got that lets him communicate over large distances like that."

Wolfe: Wolfe will return to Stonehill, finish his hearty breakfast (even if it's a touch cold) and his beer.
"You should check that out, Raithe."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe actually some breakfast.
Raithe actually has some breakfast.

Dr Catriona: Catriona has a goodberry rather than breakfast, but will sit with them since she knows no one else.

Wolfe: Wolfe leads the group to the meeting place, making sure they're early so they can examine the area and have the advantage of location.

Levinath (GM): The group easily makes its way to the meeting of the triboar trail with the sun still high in the horizon. The trail is seldom used and they find the time passes slowly as they wait.

Wolfe: Wolfe seems just fine. He whistles softly to himself, but does not drink from his flask as they wait.

Dr Catriona: "This is really a strange location to make a sale."

Wolfe: "There a standard place to sell resurrection scrolls where you're from, Doc?"

Levinath (GM): Evening fades into twilight as the party waits, as the last ray of golden light disappears on the horizon.

Dr Catriona: "No... uh.. isnt this a Raise Dead scroll? If its the latter, than maybe the cost isn't that ridiculous..."

Wolfe: "I don't know the difference."
"...Is there a difference?"
"There's gotta be if you think one's fair."
"Westra come back as less of a bitch if it's a resurrection scroll versus a Raise Dead?"

Dr Catriona: "I think the resurrection one can be done on someone who has been dead for years."

Eston Ware: About thirty feet up the trail a man appears from the darkness. "Raithe, it feels like it has been too long, though only a few weeks."

Wolfe: Wolfe squints up at the man, then looks to Raithe.
"Few weeks, huh?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yes, Eston. It's been a bit." Raithe said.

Eston Ware: "I stay busy, sometimes the weeks run together. I hear Captain Rutherford's special task force hit a small bump in the road." A set of gleaming teeth almost shine from under his hood.

Raithe Moonstrike: "We hit a few of them. Most of them are dead."

Wolfe: "That's why we're here."
"Your buddy Elmar says you have a scroll that can fix Neverember's dead pet."

Eston Ware: "Ahhh, well Rutherford does enjoy sending expendables on his riskier missions.And who is that beauty behind you? A replacement? I do not recall her being listed on the register."

Dr Catriona: Catriona looks behind her.
Then she looks confused. End turn.

Wolfe: Wolfe shrugs. "She's someone who sets people on fire who make her angry."

Eston Ware: He smiles to Cat again as she turns back around. "I do, though her superior would never spend that kind of coin on a lowly guard."

Wolfe: "Yeah of course not."
"Neverember's a dick."

Eston Ware: "I enjoy a fiery woman. I am sure you know what I mean, THE great Wolfe."

Wolfe: Wolfe shrugs again.

Eston Ware: He let out a chuckle.

Dr Catriona: "This is the strangest business talk ever.."

Wolfe:

Dr Catriona:

Raithe Moonstrike:

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes slowly sweep around Eston's direction as they speak, but nothing very overt.

Eston Ware: "Indeed, enough of this talk. Well I am a busy man, so if you have my money, we can get this business done and I will be on my way."

Dr Catriona: "What are you doing?" she asks the Mask Assassin.

Wolfe: "How much money?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Eston, Eston...how do we prove that the scroll is--" he looks to Cat.
"Who are you talking to?"

Dr Catriona: "That gentleman there."

Wolfe: Wolfe smirks as Cat just ousts the assassin.

Eston Ware: He reaches into a sleeve of his robe and pulls out a rolled scroll with a seal. "The fee was twenty thousand gold pieces as I told Elmar. These are quite the rarity after the plague."

Dr Catriona: "Oh wait was I not supposed to say anything?"

Mask Assassin: "I...uhh......."

Dr Catriona: "Sorry." she says, genuinely.

Wolfe: "Now you went and embarrassed him."

Eston Ware: He gives Cat another toothy grin. "He is collecting my money, in case a katana decides to come with it."

Dr Catriona: Looking to Ware and Wolfe. "Umm.. proceed."

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts an eyebrow at Eston. "Are you threatening me, buddy?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Really, Eston? You bring a killer to a business deal?"

Eston Ware: "Oh no, on the contrary".

Dr Catriona: "I thought I saw his hands moving under his clothes and it just... you know... see something, say something..."

Wolfe: "He's just bringing backup."

Eston Ware: "I have heard of your swordsmanship, and do not wish to be within range of such."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Good job, Cat. I appreciate it."

Wolfe: "That's fair. I'm not here to fight you, Eston."
"But we don't have that kind of money. Neverember doesn't exactly pay that well."

Eston Ware: "And of course, always must be wary of bandits on the road."

Wolfe: "I do have this, though." He pulls the ring off his hand and held it into the light. "And a thousand gold."
"And we could be convinced to work for you, for a while, instead of Neverember."

Dr Catriona: The woman gives Raithe a look of not understanding the situation.

Eston Ware: He let out a hearty chuckle. "Well now, what a development."

Wolfe: Wolfe tosses the ring toward Eston for inspection.

Raithe Moonstrike: Even Raithe looks to Wolfe now, not expecting that.

Wolfe: "Also rare after the Spellplague."

Eston Ware: "But, you are being dishonest, friend. I am not sure I can work with dishonest individuals."

Wolfe: "Not at all."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You do it all the time."

Eston Ware: "They are not dishonest to ME."

Raithe Moonstrike: "And I'm sure you tell them absolutely everything, all the time."

Eston Ware: He motions towards the bag at Wolfe's belt. "Dump that out." He gives the half-orc his signature toothy grin.

Wolfe: "I don't work for you yet, smiley."

Eston Ware: "Indeed not, but I know you have the gemstones to pay my price. I went to great financial lengths to procure this for Elmar. I was assured the coin or equivalent would be provided. Let us not play games."

Dr Catriona: "Wait why do you know that?"
"Is your sneaky bushman spying in town too?"

Wolfe: "You don't know anything, grins. I gave you the offer."
"If that's not good enough, keep your scroll."

Eston Ware: He winks at the Doctor. "Phandalin is typically too small a village for my business, I would never have an employee there."

Dr Catriona: "Scrying then?"

Eston Ware: He tucks it back into his sleeve. "As you wish. I will have my man go collect from the shopkeeper then."

Wolfe: "Are you threatening Elmar?"
"Because you tried to hustle a deal on some imaginary gems?"

Eston Ware: "Business is never a threat. Business is a promise."

Wolfe: "Let me make you a promise, then."
"If Elmar gets hurt, your bush-buddy here and all your other guys won't stop me from introducing you to this katana." He gestured with his thumb toward it.

Eston Ware: "Ahh well then I have nothing to fear. The dead cannot pay their debts." He gave Cat another look. "When you are ready to get on a winning team, have Raithe point you in my direction."

Wolfe: "Making a mistake, Eston. Our team can get a lot more for you than that scroll can by itself."

Dr Catriona: The doctor seems puzzled as to why she is getting personal attention from this stranger.

Eston Ware: He rubs his chin and reconsiders the half-orc for a beat. Then he looks pointedly at Raithe. "You still have the ledger?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, I've got it. The ledger for the scroll. I'm sure this thing is worth more than a scroll that we don't even know is the real deal." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: She looks to Mask Assassin. "That cannot be comfortable."

Eston Ware: "You wound me with such an accusation."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hey, always check the merchandise, the date of sale and the fine print, man. We both know how it is."

Eston Ware: "You forget the ledger was already paid for, Friend. The 1000g and your group's services for two tasks of my choosing."

Wolfe: "Fair."

Dr Catriona: "No felonies!"

Eston Ware: "Whoa...whoa..." He holds up both hands.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Did we work that out before or after people showed up to kill you and Tealina and I bailed you out?" Raithe asked with smirk.

Eston Ware: "First, they were going to kill all of us, not just me."
"And felonies is kinda what I do, beautiful."

Raithe Moonstrike: "No, pretty sure they were just going to killl you. Tealeaf and I laid down the pain."

Wolfe: "Just tell us the jobs, Eston."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, what are the tasks?"

Eston Ware: He shrugged. "And that's why I am giving you such a GREAT deal on this ancient rare artifact."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks to Cat then placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. Nothing said with it, but his eyes hold hers for a moment.

Dr Catriona: Cat's eyes are held.
Her eyebrows push together in that face of uncertainty that she typically does and she just says nothing.

Wolfe: He then pulls his hand away slowly and returns his gaze toward Eston.

Eston Ware: "Don't have anything on the horizon that would require such a fine group of individuals. We'll just have to call them a couple IOUs." Big smile and gun fingers.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs slowly.
"Alright."
"Fine."
He grumbles and pulls out the bag of gold.
He then throws it at Eston.

Eston Ware: "Eugene, if you will...."

Wolfe: but not fastball special style
underhand.

Eston Ware: The stammering man approaches Wolfe slowly.

Wolfe: Wolfe gives the bag to Eugene.

Dr Catriona: Catriona sneezes. Its very non-threatening sounding.

Eston Ware: Eston pulls the scroll out again and puts it in a wooden casing before tossing it over to Raithe. "Of course you have a cleric to cast it, right? If not, let me know and I may be able to help."

Wolfe: "Think we do. But if we don't we'll send a word out to you."

Eston Ware: "I'll be in touch." He gives Cat a final big grin and turns to leave.

Wolfe: "Mm."
He turns to Raithe and Cat, shrugging.
"Let's head back and get Westra up so I can hear how stupid I am for the next three weeks."

Dr Catriona: "Have a good night!"

Wolfe: "And how indignant she is about being brought back from the dead by a criminal."

Dr Catriona: "That was a very confusing rendez vous."
"I will be honest and say I do not know what we agreed to. Mainlander dealmaking is hard to follow."

Wolfe: "We traded a thousand gold and two jobs for a Raise Dead scroll."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You know...we don't have to tell her how we got it."

Wolfe: "Seems fair to me." He shrugs slowly.
He smirks to Raithe. "What's the fun in that?"

Dr Catriona: "Is the her...me?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "You know what's not fun? An indignant Paladin?"

Wolfe: "Eh, that's my life."
"Wait, what? No."
"We're not going to tell Westra, Cat."
"How are you so smart and so slow on the uptake at the same time?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "But really, we don't have to tell her. She'll wake up, we'll move on with life."

Dr Catriona: "I will pay close attention at that point then." Beat. "Then i will know what has happened."

Wolfe: He sighs slowly.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 06, 2018, 02:08:23 PM
Session 20

Levinath (GM):The Watch has resurrected their fallen ally. Westra returns to the fold with a new found determination. Four days have passed since Sister Garaele cast the spell returning the paladin to the realm of the living. After ensuring Westra had fully recovered from her ordeal, the group prepares for the task ahead.

Wolfe: Wolfe has been thoroughly drunk for the last four days, accounting for his lack of activity.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra has been all but absent, having spent the bulk of her recovery sequestered from the group. Though she was polite and did not fail to greet her party members when she saw them at meals and in passing, she clearly had much on her mind. The fact that she allowed the group to linger for four days without pressing on spoke to that as much as anything else. Eventually, though, she waited for the other three to be semi-nearby one another in the inn's tavern, and tried to corral everyone around whatever table Wolfe had claimed.
"I'd like to apologize for my languishing here. We have a job to finish, however, and we should decide how we're going to be about it."

Levinath (GM):The town returned to normally in the days after Westra's raising. The excitement of the election and the the group's events passed Elamr's leadership was already apparent. There were night and day watches posted around the town, and the 'town hall' was being cleaned out so that it could serve its true function instead of a posh residence.

Wolfe: Wolfe is not completely hammered as Westra addresses them at breakfast, but it's still early.
He leans against the table, ale in hand. "S'fine."
"You were dead, you get a pass."

Trilena: "You are looking better today Miss Westra. Ready to get back to it?" She sat food in front of everyone and BEER in front of Wolfe.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc uses the table to support most of his weight as he slouches against it, stuffing potatoes and steak into his mouth.

Trilena:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowned at the blunt reminder of her too-recent state, but for once her ire did not seem directed specifically at Wolfe. Whatever thoughts had darkened her brow, they were interrupted by Trilena's arrival with food.
"Thank you," Westra told her. "Perhaps, yes. Tell me, has there been any word of the girl who disappeared the day we found Master Rockseeker?" she asked the innkeep.

Dr Catriona: When it was clear that the captain would require nearly a week of rest, Catriona found that all the others, too, decided to retreat to their own pursuits. It was a strange change of pace for her after just starting to get used to a set of people who were sort-of-kind-of-like-friends. By the second day, she realized that she didn't hold the appeal of religion, drink or shady elf business and so began doing what she initially was here to do. Taking day trips out of the town limits to do research and readings.

Trilena: She frowned. "No, my niece has not been seen since that unfortunate event with Mister Rockseeker upstairs. I hope you lot will be able to locate her."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes. Your niece. Of course. I'm sorry," Westra frowned again, with a shake of her head. Her memory had been unhelpfully fuzzy the past few days. "I share your hope."
She looked back to the others. "Tell me, what came of the Keep? My recollection of it is...incomplete."
"Did you encounter anything of note after my fall?"

Wolfe: "No."
"We killed the slimes, grabbed your body, and left."

Westra Goldbrook: "I see."

Wolfe: "We were going to take your body back to Neverwinter, then Raithe found out about the scroll."

Dr Catriona: The fair haired scientist Kramer's through the front door, startling the nearest person next to it, to whom profusely apologizes. Returning from an early morning ...well, who knows, she now calmly closes the door as to settle her temperament. And now she sees the captain and the swordsman in discussion for the first time in days to which she tentatively approaches...

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts his mug in salute to the scientist. "Mornin." He was about to speak but suppresses a burp instead. "Mmph." Breath. "Doc."

Westra Goldbrook: "Such a scroll must have cost you all dearly," Westra acknowledged, with a nod of greeting to the arriving Doctor. "When we return to Neverwinter, I will of course see that you are all compensated for whatever was spent."

Wolfe: "Heh."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow at Wolfe's monosyllabic response. She moves on, though. "After four days, it's possible the Keep has been all but repopulated with reinforcements. While I am more than willing to approach it again, it seems less than prudent to attempt to take it with a man less than what we had before. Does anyone disagree?"

Wolfe: "Meh."
"We didn't lose anyone important."

Dr Catriona: She makes a face briefly at the greeting from Wolfe a and then provides a small smile to Westra, accompanied by a single motion of her hand in a short wave.

Wolfe: "I know she was your buddy and all but she couldn't hit shit, except for me."
"Besides." Wolfe takes a deep breath and a deeper gulp of beer. He lets out a slow rumbling belch. "She was weird."

Dr Catriona: "Are we talking about Yvaine?"

Wolfe: "Yeah whateverthefuck her name was."

Dr Catriona: "She could be sitting in here somewhere and listening to us. We never saw under the hood."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes patiently as wolfe begins to speak, but the expression shifts into one of rife disgust as he belches with his finish. She looks away and orients herself towards Catriona instead.
"Her healing abilities did not go unused, regardless of whatever opinions you might have of her," she pointed out.

Trilena: "Morning Miss Wicker!" The inn keep appears from nowhere with a plate for the Doc.

Dr Catriona: Catriona makes a startled noise.

Wolfe: "Yeah. Her healing abilities were real useful last time we went in that cave, weren't they?"

Dr Catriona: "Uh.. hello." she eventually responds after adjusting her glasses.

Trilena: She offers quick smile the drops the plate a few inches to the table with a clang then hurries off.

Wolfe: "That's why I don't rely on Gods or Clerics." He gestures to the scabbard on his back. "Just that."

Dr Catriona: "I had a nightmare about her once. "

Wolfe: "Did it involve a crowbar?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs softly.
"Dr. Wicker, how do you feel about the prospect of approaching the cave again with only the four of us?"

Dr Catriona: "No... it was because she never showed her face and followed me around very closely."
"I don't object; I mean, there is still much to discover down there, I believe." She shrugs.

Wolfe: "Don't worry, Westra. I'll lead this time."
"You don't have to be scared."
He finishes his beer, motioning to Trilena. "Hey! Can I have another, please!?"

Trilena: "Sure thing, sugar!" She grabs a mug and starts filling.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra begins to eat while waiting for Raithe to show. "Your attempts to goad me serve no purpose," she tells Wolfe briskly. "I've no reservations about finishing what we started."

Dr Catriona: "Expiration of life processes does not hinder your desire to again meet danger so soon?" she asks Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: "If anything, it has energized my desire to complete the task at hand," she explained to the Doc.

Wolfe: "Westra ain't a coward."

Dr Catriona: "Oh, we have that in common then!" she piped with amusement.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looked to wolfe, waiting for the other half of the comment that must be coming.

Wolfe: Wolfe just looks up to Trilena as she appears with the mug with a big 'ol smile.
"Trilena, I could marry you."

Levinath (GM):She seems a bit put off by the 'smile', but says nothing as she walks away.

Wolfe: He happily accepts the mug and finishes his food so he can wash it down with some more delicious beer.

Dr Catriona: (( #MeToo))

Westra Goldbrook: "If it's all the same, though," she said, as she returned to her food. "I'd like to stop by Barthen's and see if he has any more healing potions in stock on the way out."

Wolfe: "New Mayor probably gonna be a lil put out with us."

Westra Goldbrook: She paused, frowned, and glanced to make sure Trilena was out of earshot before continuing. "Is there anything we can do about her niece? I feel rather at a loss with the lack of information we have about her disappearance."
But Wolfe's comment drew a bit more confusion to her face. "Why would he be? Did we not just help him get elected?"

Dr Catriona: She opens her mouth to say something, then rethinks it and says nothing.

Wolfe: "Naw her niece is probably dead."
"But we can keep an eye out for her." He shrugs slowly. "Barthen always gives me the stink eye. Maybe you should go talk to him."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods, finding it quite normal that someone was prone to giving Wolfe "the stink eye", because, well, Wolfe. She hurries through the last bites of her breakfast, and nods again. "I'll go to see him, then. Anything else we're short on, while I'm there?"

Wolfe: "Heh. Heh. Too easy." He waves it off, then goes back to his beer.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolls her eyes at what presumably was going to be an insult from Wolfe. If the Doc had nothing on her shopping list, the paladin would depart for the provisions shop.

Dr Catriona: She shakes her head silently in the negative.

Wolfe: "Oh. Uh. We spent most of the money to bring you back." He grabs his coinpurse and shakes out sixteen gold coins, then hands her the rest.
"I think you can buy one."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra purses her lips, but says nothing. She picks up the gold instead, and just nods before heading out.

Dr Catriona: "I am going to go change and pack my supplies." she says after a moment of seeming uncertainty, then walks out, evading a very dirty look from the guy by the door.
"They are automatic where I come from, sorry."

Wolfe: Wolfe nods and hums as he drinks his beer.

Dr Catriona: That likely does little to help... she leaves regardless.

Levinath (GM):The group amasses on the edge of town as the sun begins its ascent into the sky. Westra finds that she no longer has the map to the cave on her person.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra starts out in the general direction of the cave from memory, but frowns when she realizes the actual map isn't with her any longer. "Someone has the map?" she checks, looking to the others.

Wolfe: Wolfe is drunk. Wolfe gets them lost, originally.

Levinath (GM):Between Wolfe and Westra's collective recollection, they are able to navigate to the cave entrance in a matter of hours.
As they descend into the mouth of the cavern, the path abruptly ends in a thick wall of pointy brambles that ooze a green viscous liquid. They are draped completely up the 10 foot stone wall now blocking the path further into the cave, and run across the floor several feet from the wall.

Wolfe: "Doc. Can you burn that shit out?"

Dr Catriona: "I can, but are we certain that green stuff won't uh,.. make the air toxic?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at the mouth of the cave once more.

Wolfe: Wolfe shrugs. "Last time it just put me to sleep. Just wake me up if it happens again."

Dr Catriona: "I can freeze it instead and make it brittle."

Wolfe: "Sure. That works."

Westra Goldbrook: "Good thinking, Doctor."

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls out his flask and opens it, taking a swig in case this is the last time he gets a drink.

Dr Catriona: She draws the BOOMER, and charges it; the bulbs and tubes becoming a bluish color. Then she Mr Freeze blasts the wall multiple times.

Levinath (GM):The blasts pass through the vines and stone with no effect.

Dr Catriona: ((Like an illusion?))

Levinath (GM):(Maybe!)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra steps forward and pokes at the vines with the tip of her halberd, testing it for, uh, being-real-ness.

Dr Catriona: "That is unusual."

Levinath (GM):Her halberd passes into the vine without resistance.

Dr Catriona: "Arcane defense of some sort?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra then pushes her hand into the illusion, testing it.

Levinath (GM):Westra can now tell the vines are an illusion.

Westra Goldbrook: She steps cautiously through them to the other side. ..and takes a careful look around the room.

Levinath (GM):The illusion remains, but does not affect Westra as she passes through it.
Everything appears as it did the first time the group was here, except the body of the fallen dwarf is now gone.

Wolfe: "Fun." Wolfe grumbles and follows after Westra. He takes one final sip of liquor then stows his flask, drawing out Talon.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will follow, making sure to keep an eye on their six just in case there's any trouble.

Dr Catriona: "Is illumination adequate?" she asks towards the others.

Westra Goldbrook: "I'll have to light a torch before we get much farther," she replied.

Levinath (GM):The entrance tunnel leads into a large-cavern supported by a natural pillar of rock and containing three stalagmites, there is a fall off to the northeast that has two tunnels moving further into the cavern. One to the Northwest, and one to the East, which is where the party originally ventured.

Wolfe: "We went down the east side before. Do we want to go through that or the path we didn't last time?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Let's try the northwest?"

Dr Catriona: She casts a glance at the abandoned camp once more as the move.

Westra Goldbrook: "Might as well," Westra agreed to Raithe's suggestion. "Though I'll want to go back afterwards and make sure the dangers are cleared from the eastern passage as well."

Levinath (GM):The doctor notices the camp is not there anymore, only the slightest remains hint of its existence.

Dr Catriona: "Umm.. the camp is gone."

Westra Goldbrook: Wstra looks for the hemp rope they climbed down the last time

Wolfe: "It's been a week. Not a surprise."

Dr Catriona: "Someone disturbed this area... probably whomever put that illusionary defense."

Westra Goldbrook: "Someone's obviously been here, yes," she agreed.

Dr Catriona: "There might be other booby traps, then."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, if we need rope, I've got some." Raithe said.

Wolfe: Wolfe notices that the rope they used to get down is still there.
"...That's weird."

Dr Catriona: Catriona mary poppins down in a graduated descent.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra crouches and inspects the rope, pulling it up some to see if there are any shenanigans going on with it

Levinath (GM):She lands with a soft thump that echos up to the others.
Westra finds no shenan----awww almost got me.

Westra Goldbrook: She is distracted, though, by the doctor floating down into the pit nearby. "Take care, Doctor," she warns. She then begins to climb down the rope to catch up to the doc.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will wait for Westra to climb down the rope and get to the bottom. He scales the rope down like a seasoned explorer...or a cat burglar. You be the judge.

Levinath (GM):Everyone is able to descend the rope without issue. The tunnel to the north west moves about twenty feet into darkness and then appears to end from the group's vantage.

Wolfe: Wolfe will take up the rear, climbing his way down.

Levinath (GM):The hall ends abruptly in a roughly carved T, the ceilings in this area are only six feet high and are roughly carved tunnels.

Westra Goldbrook: "Master Raithe, your elven eyes will likely be of some assistance here," Westra murmurs, looking about the tunnel while she waits for the scout to take point.

Wolfe: Wolfe has to duck a bit to get in here, squeezing to not get a new haircut.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Will do." Raihe said, moving into position,.

Westra Goldbrook: While waiting, Westra looks as best she can by torchlight to try and see any difference at all between the available tunnels.

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):Raithe's voice echos down the hall a bit as he responds.
Raithe finds two dead ends, ore and a few ancient piece of mining gear rest at each end.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Deads ends at the ends, mostly. Nothing of note. Heading north." he said.

Levinath (GM):Everyone but the Doctor hears the soft echo of what sounds like several falling pebbles.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe returns to the others briefly. "There's an entrance to the right up ahead, but the tunnel continues onward."
"Forward or right, Westra?" Raithe asks the Paladin.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gestures to the right.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks slowly ahead, not trusting Westra's eyes.

Dr Catriona: "Umm..."

Westra Goldbrook: When Wolfe joins her at the front, Westra looks back to see that the doctor hasn't fallen too far behind. In doing so, she sees something move out of the corner of her eye. "Enemies!" she shouts, slashing at a drow lunging from the shadows.

Dr Catriona: "There is an unpleasant looking man down here..."

GIZMO: "Beep boop Hoot Hoot."
Gizmo flies away and readies and takes the dodge action.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Wolfe: "Hey. What the fuck?"

Dr Catriona: "I think we are surrounded."

Wolfe: "More fuckin' Drow."

Drow Assassin: Four drow appear in unison around the group, their blades drawn.

Wolfe: "Hey!"

Drow Assassin: The drow to the south moves up to the Doc, his white teeth gleaming in the darkness.

Dr Catriona: "Botheration!"

Wolfe: Wolfe has a vendetta to settle. That asshole who shot him has some pain coming his way. However, he does notice that Cat gets mugged by some other Drow asshole.
He has a moment of aggravation, then grumbles and moves toward the assailant who flanked them.
Wolfe brings Talon down hard across the Drow's chest, nearly slicing him in half.

Dr Catriona: "Ah! Oh its you!"

Drow Assassin: The assassin staggers as the blade slices him.

Wolfe: "Get behind me, Doc."

Drow Assassin: The assassin moves up and reaches for his crossbow to fire at Westra. He fumbles for a moment before looking down to realize his crossbow is gone.
His fingertips glow as he casts a spell in Westra's direction. Westra finds herself in darkness.

Westra Goldbrook: "Gah! Cowardly charlatans!"

Wolfe: "That's what Drow are!"

Dr Catriona: "Captain, I'll try to help."
She readies a Help action for Westra.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Drow Assassin: Daggers fly by Westra in the darkness.

Dr Catriona: Catriona nudges Westra out of the way. "25 degrees to your left. No, your other left."

Drow Assassin: He snarls at Westra

Westra Goldbrook: Westra snarls back. "Begone, vermin!"

GIZMO: Flies in and readies a Help.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Dr Catriona: "Sir, you really would do good to stop. I'm in your weird dark spell, I can't see! I am harmless per logic."

Drow Assassin: The drow turns around and looks directly at Raithe.

GIZMO: "BEEEEP HOOT HOOT" Angry Owl Face

Drow Assassin: "Let me show you how to use that..." The drown moves towards Raithe with his swords drawn.

Wolfe: Gizmo's terrifying steampunk-horroriffic-verbal-assault distracts the Drow enough that Wolfe is able to move in and give him a serving of sword,

Raithe Moonstrike: "Don't worry friend, I already---grrah!"

Dr Catriona: She levels her Boomer and fires at Wolfe's target.

Westra Goldbrook: Traitorous swords emerge from the mass of darkness to poison the paladin and send her to the ground.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over at Westra falling to the ground and just... sighs.

Drow Assassin: The drow turns to the doctor with Westra unconscious from his poison.

GIZMO: The mechanical owl's face changes from angy owl eyes to surprised owl eyes. Then it flies overhead. "Beep zzzottt..zott "
It lands on Westra and gives her a zap from its beak.
BZZZT
✔ End of Turn ✔

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker looks at the new drow and points behind him."

Drow Assassin: The drow snarls as the wind sends his weapon back at him.
The drow growls as Wolfe strikes him again. His hand glows with black power and he lunges at the half-orc.

Wolfe: "What the fuck do you think you're doin." Wolfe hits the Drow in the face with the pommel of his sword to disrupt his attack.
Wolfe then reaches out, grabs the Drow by the throat and pulls him into his longsword. After impaling the Drow he rudely shoves him to the ground and makes his way toward the dark cloud.

Drow Assassin: The drow watches Raithe run away and seems to consider following, then turns back to his allies fighting behind.

GIZMO: GIZMO is looking down at Westra, like Chris Tucker from Friday. It then has a R2-D2 style conversation with the waking paladin, which she does not understand.

Drow Assassin: Everyone loves the doctor.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra wakes to find the doctor's clockwork companion atop her. It's an odd thing to wake to, but the annoyance she feels upon realizing she's been poisoned quickly takes precedence. She sets the noisy bird aside and climbs to her feet, squinting through double-vision before trying to find a target to hit.

GIZMO: "Bye bye."

Dr Catriona: Doc says damnit
Disengage.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses and eyes the bird uncertainly

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Drow Assassin: The assassin turns around to find the half orc nearby and attacks him the darkness.

Wolfe: Wolfe snarls in annoyance. "Fucking... cowardly... stupid prick."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra swings at the darkness, angry now. When she hits a target, she grunts in satisfaction. "Ha! Cowardly ruffians! Come out and fight!"

GIZMO: Ready a help for Wolfe.

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe puts down the drow crossbow, and takes out his crossbow.

Wolfe: Wolfe focuses zen-like, or maybe his haze is starting to lift.
He then stabs the darkness and finds purchase.

Drow Assassin:
GIZMO explodes from damge and its pieces go scattering down the hall.

GIZMO: R2 style scream

Drow Assassin: The owl shatters into several pieces as the drow's sword impales it.

GIZMO: "YOU GRITSUCKING SCREWFREAKS!!!"

Wolfe: "Can someone.. urp... stop making it so fucking dark!?"

Dr Catriona: She bursts from the darkness and levels a kamehamehaa of gravitation form and blasts a torrent from her body into the darkness.

Dr Catriona: The owl-widow scientist is attacked by a drow that skitters off her gravitational field and spins off and hits the wall, impaling himself on his own dagger in a...comedic fashion.

Westra Goldbrook: Unable to see through the inky darkness, Westra has little recourse but to swing wildly towards the last place she heard movement.

Drow Assassin: She connects again, SOMEHOW! She hears a grunt of pain. The assassins all seem intent on striking the Doctor now as she sees each one eyeing her.

Dr Catriona: The blade skitters off her gravitational field; pebbles and dust remaining to orbit her person.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra swings again!

Dr Catriona: There is an elvish scream heard in the darkness.

Westra Goldbrook: ...deftly and narrowly avoiding Wolfe's head

Drow Assassin: She connects again.

Wolfe: Wolfe is a little too bruised and annoyed to care.

Dr Catriona: A torrent of gravity hurtles into the black again, emanating from the doctor's body like an Iron Man unibeam.
"He's on the ground!"

Wolfe: "About to be underground."

Drow Assassin: An arrow flies into the darkness, and the darkness dissipates a moment later....

Dr Catriona: Catriona's shoulders slump heavily and she leans against the wall briefly with a hand.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe lines up his shot and fires at the Drow who stabbed him. "Really shouldn't have done that..."
He kills the Drow with a shot to the shoulder and watches him drop to the floor.
He joins the rest of the group as it falls.

Wolfe: Wolfe is bloodied and still poisoned. He doesn't look too great, but he does move over to Cat, kneeling down before her. "You alright?"

Dr Catriona: She turns around after taking a breath and collects the pieces of her clockwork owl, kicking one of the bodies like an annoyed kid.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Man, I hate this place." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: She nods to Wolfe and resumes getting the pieces.

Dr Catriona: "Why are there so many dark elves here?"

Wolfe: "Cause their boss is a Dark Elf?"

Dr Catriona: She asks while putting away the pieces of the intrepid owl. Because we can rebuild him. We have the technology.

Wolfe: "He called in some friends while Westra was takin a nap. Wolfe exhales slowly, leaning against the cave wall. He cleans his longsword and sheaths it and pulls out a flask. "I need a breather."

Dr Catriona: "I think that pitch blackness is stationary. Next time it would be best to draw them away from it."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods at Wolfe's request for a break. "I need a moment as well to shake off the foul effects of those vermins' magic."

Dr Catriona: The whirling effect about her fades and the orbiting dust and pebbles suspend in midair, then drop.

Westra Goldbrook: She was still seeing double, a bit, and blinked a few times, rubbing at her eyes

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe goes back and picks up the crossbow, especially since it has that lovely poison.

Wolfe: "Yep. Gonna counteract that poison with some of my own." Gulp gulp.

Raithe Moonstrike: He'll also check the Drow bodies to see if they're carrying any doses of it as well.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Raithe, are you hurt?

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm quite sure that's not how it works," she grumbles.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm okay, Professor Doctor Great Legs." Raithe said, shooting her a grin.

Dr Catriona:"Umm.. okay! If we are stopping, I can maybe fix Gizmo."
Doctor Wicker restores GIZMO.

Drow Assassin: Raithe finds two doses of the poison unused.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will take them for his own weapons. "Yeah, you should do that. Sorry he got taken down. Or she. Not really sure what Gizmo is. Besides an owl, of course."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 06, 2018, 02:35:48 PM
Session 21
Levinath (GM):Drow! The Watch has been ambushed by drow assassins! After a short rest, they find themselves free of the poisons of the drow blades and mostly recuperated.
As Wolfe and Westra fell the last of the poison leave their bodies and Doctor Wicker's owl began to beep and hoot again, a low melody echoed through the halls from the North.

GIZMO: The clockwork owl flutters its metallic wings once and moves up to land on Catriona's shoulder after she stands up and finishes packing her tools.

Wolfe: Wolfe starts to get himself back together from their short rest, his body aching from the abuse he and the Drow have done to it. "Kay. Ready to roll."
He gets to his feet.

Dr Catriona: "..Roll what?"

Levinath (GM):As the music grows in volume, a low rumble courses down the hall, a deep guttural noise.

Raithe Moonstrike: "That can't be good."

Wolfe: "Myself."

Dr Catriona: Folding up the WEENIS, she looks toward the direction of the music. "That is quite strange, though competent in its performance..."

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls out Talon. "Knowing our luck it's some fuckin' Drow Bard on a Bullette."

Dr Catriona: "...that sounds kind of ridiculous."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves to her feet and listens, trying to place the music that's haunting the tunnels.
"How odd. But probably not good news for us," she says, reluctantly agreeing with the orc.

Westra Goldbrook: "Let us see about it, then," she says, readying her gear. "No sense in waiting around here."

Dr Catriona: "I think it is emanating from this direction." says the half elf as she moves up some, gingerly stepping over the drow assassin corpses.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows the Doc's lead on direction, though she slips by the half-elf to take point. She proceeds carefully, weapon at the ready and eyes open.

Levinath (GM):A pool fills much of this cavern, two heads rise from the water and stare across the way to minstrel who still strums on his instrument. The water is dark, revealing little of what the two heads are attached to, though their displeasure as the sound is apparent from the low rumbles that continue to be emmited. The shore of the pool consists of a thin layer of broken shells from strange, pale mussels, and a fishy odor hangs in the air. A set of steps climbs up to the east, behind the character. A sluggish stream flows out of the cave to the northeast. (Mike you may add any further details.)

Dr Catriona: "Some sort of subterranean lake.."

Levinath (GM):The southern head takes note of the Doctor's entrance and turns towards her. They both rise, long lithe necks move out of the water, rising ten feet into the air and they let out a roar. Wide sets of pointed teeth circle their mouths.

Dr Catriona: "Oh... nerts."

Westra Goldbrook: "Complete with wildlife," Westra observes, before narrowing her eyes curiously at the... minstrel? "What an odd place for such a sight..."

Wolfe: "What the fuck?"

Dr Catriona: "Was that thing playing music?!"

Wolfe: "Maybe it ate a bard."

Westra Goldbrook: The monster rises from the water, and Westra is visibly surprised. "This foul place never ceases to surprise..."

Wolfe: "And they're playing from its belly."

Zimran Ibanez: The bard looks at the woman, eyes still wide from looking at the creature.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Oh, fantastic."

Westra Goldbrook: "No, look," Westra points to the bard.

Zimran Ibanez: He continues to play

Wolfe: "Huh."

Raithe Moonstrike: "So then..... I'll stay back here."

Dr Catriona: "Oh there is a man there too!" She notices the half elf.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe's shot flies wide of the EIGHT FOOT HEAD!

Dr Catriona: "Civilian, is this your pet?"

Dr Catriona: The arrow that wizzes by her head makes her blink. "Oh we are fighting it."

Wolfe: "Aren't we always fighting ugly shit?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra bites her tongue.

GIZMO-2: Gizmo flies in and uses Help, then flies away.
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe places both hands on the hilt of Talon, widens his stance, and then focuses his person into a defensive stance.
If the Lurker moves into range, Wolfe will attack it.

GIZMO-2: The clockwork owl darts in and distracts the mutated hydra and flies away.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Dr Catriona: "Sir... are you of sound mind?" she calls out to the bard.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches as Wolfe seems to.. do nothing... and then grits her teeth as she advances towards the beast.

Zimran Ibanez: The Bard keeps strumming his yarting and not answering.

Wolfe: "Shoulnna dun that."

Westra Goldbrook: "Back, foul beast!" she shouts, then takes a swing.

Wolfe: "Just be pay..." Wolfe sighs.
It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:
"Something is wrong with that man... do I shoot him?" Leveling her Boomer, she wavers it from side to side, target to target, before firing upon the lurker.

Westra Goldbrook: "THE MONSTER, DOCTOR!"

Wolfe: "Not until he does something that earns it. Have Gizmo poke him in the ass."

Dr Catriona: "He may be some kind of Hydra Whisperer or something! The music does not fit the scene we find ourselves in!

Raithe Moonstrike: The doctor notices the fire seems to fizzle out as it strikes the beast.

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Wolfe: "Admittedly."
It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Mike

Wolfe: "I've never had a theme song to a fight."

Raithe Moonstrike:

Zimran Ibanez: Seeing the strangers jump into battle against the creature, Zimran sets the creature a glow.
"You must be the rescue party."
It is Spell Plagued Lurker's turn   

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr Catriona: The bard's first words has her look over with some confusion.

Zimran Ibanez: "Stupid Lizard!"

Wolfe: "Y'know. I was always told that Half-Orcs are the tastiest creatures."

Levinath (GM):The beast swallows Westra in one gulp.

Wolfe: "But that might have been something they just told me."

Dr Catriona: "AH!"
It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Wolfe: REACTION!

Raithe Moonstrike: "That is defiantly, no good."
Raithe's arrow finds purchase on his second shot. As it strikes the creature, the beast turns its head and shoots a jet of liquid from it's maw at the ranger.

Wolfe: "...Ew."
It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
Wolfe focuses himself and takes a slow, deep breath.
Wolfe delivers a swift pair of cuts across the Lurker's necks.

Levinath (GM):The creature roars at it is bloodied by Wolfe's attacks.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra finds herself suddenly consumed by the beast, which does NOTHING to improve the paladin's mood. As best she can, she slashes her halberd against the creature's insides.

Levinath (GM):10 poison
It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "We have to get her out of there!" Catriona lets her Boomer hang from her belt and cuts her hand slightly for some reason, wincing. There is a sound of whispering air as her shadow doppelgangers shed from her from her body. The Nega-Docs giggle darkly and swiftly move in to consume the mutated Hydra's strength.

Wolfe: "That's what I'm trying to do. Fuckin cut it's heads off."

Nega-Doc: She uses her bonus action to recover 3HP and stagger back some.
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Mike

Nega-Doc: Nega Doc#1 says "This place is so fetch." Nega Doc #2 "Oh shut up."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks towards the half-orc, "Hey big guy, Kill this thing and I'll write a song in your name"

Nega-Doc: "If you consume a Hydra's essence, does it grow two more?"

Zimran Ibanez: Bardic Inspiration. Wolfe gets 1d6 to use on rolls

Nega-Doc: "Let's find out."

Wolfe: "Uh." Wolfe is just a little confused by this confluence of gothic nega-docs and some frizzy unkept hispter kid offering romantic gestures. "Sure. Make sure it's a good one."

Zimran Ibanez: Holding his yarting by the neck, Zimran lunges forward, drawing his rapier in one fluid action.
It is Spell Plagued Lurker's turn   

Nega-Doc: "Wessssssssstraaaaaa, can you hear us?" "No, put your ear against its stomach as if its pregnant." "My ear is is insubstantial...like all our existence."

Levinath (GM):The left Lurker head bites at Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Wait. what.. no!"

Wolfe: Wolfe joins Westra in the depths

Levinath (GM):Wolfe is gobbled up in the second head.

Wolfe: ...of monster guts

Dr Catriona: "Oh botheration..."

Levinath (GM):The right head attacks his bard friend.
It is Nega-Doc's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "You better do better than me." One tells the other."

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe gets to his feet.
Raithe fires an arrow, but the shot goes wide. He's still recovering from being spat upon by this beast...thing.

It is Nega-Doc's turn   
Sixxy

Zimran Ibanez:

Nega-Doc: "Bird. While I would prefer a raven, do me a favor and annoy this." she says towards GIZMO. She readies an action to attack once Gizmo has distracted the lurker.
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-2: GIZMO beeps and hoots and flies in and does the Help, then flies away.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Nega-Doc: Attacks....
(why is it always rolling 2x)
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Levinath (GM):9 poison damage

Nega-Doc: "We are the worst." "Born that way."

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Levinath (GM):6 poison damage
It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Zimran Ibanez:

Nega-Doc: She makes a minor illusion there with her phantasmitron
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Mike

Nega-Doc: It makes an image of Herself there, looking ready for eatins.
"This thing is surrounded by bitches."

It is Spell Plagued Lurker's turn   

Nega-Doc: "True story."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran decides it's best to step away

Levinath (GM):The Lurker roars the its prey runs into tunnels. It bites at the illusion and the southern Nega Doc.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Raithe, this does not look good at all."
It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe shakes his head to clear the cobwebs, nocks an arrow, and aims for the creature's head. One of them, at least.

Levinath (GM): It shoots another jet at Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike:

It is Nega-Doc's turn   

Nega-Doc:
6 str
down -9 strength now
✔ End of Turn ✔
"It tastes delicious."

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Nega-Doc: "Like ashes."
"Or grave soil."

GIZMO-2: Gizmo does nothing of consequence.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

GIZMO-2: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Wolfe: "Get.. me.. out.. of.. this... fuckin'... thing!!"

Levinath (GM):6 poison
It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Levinath (GM):3 poison

Dr Catriona: "It wasn't affected by my fire." she says with flustered frustration.

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Levinath (GM):The creature roars in pain at the electrocution.

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Mike

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran flees back to the room

It is Spell Plagued Lurker's turn   
It is Nega-Doc's turn   

Dr Catriona: "Funny." "Ha."
"I'm dying."
-4
"Me too."

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Dr Catriona: Wait...
Using a hide as a bonus.
In the water.

Raithe Moonstrike:

It is Nega-Doc's turn   

Dr Catriona:

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:
It hides!

Nega-Doc: "Bitch, come back. Abandonment much?"

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Drow Assassin: 5 poison

Wolfe: Wolfe kicks and climbs his way out of the Hydra's gut, literally forcing open it's jaw as he plants his boot along the top of its jaw.

Levinath (GM):The creature looks as if its going to be sick, then green hands pry its mouth opened.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Wolfe: Covered in goo, he rolls out of the monster's jaw and lands prone with a grunt.

Nega-Doc: "Thats so metal."
She looks to her twin, but doesn't see her.

Levinath (GM):9 poison

Nega-Doc: "You are missing some fascinating shit."

Westra Goldbrook: Upon hearing the strange convulsing sounds nearby, Westra opts to attempt shouldering her way back out of the monster as well

Dr Catriona: "Mister Wolfe is free!" she pushes Raithe like Elaine from Seinfeld with excitement.

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: The Boomer fires an arc of lightning at the beast.

Levinath (GM):The creature lets out a grunt. It is clearly not doing well.

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Mike

It is Spell Plagued Lurker's turn   
Spitting green goo on the ground, Wolfe is in the process of getting to his feet when the big monster grabs him again. "Are you kidding mmERRRRRGGHHH!!" he roars before he's grabbed into its jaws once more.

Nega-Doc: One of the Nega docs 1 HP left... and swipes back.

Wolfe: Wolfe grabs onto the Lurker's jaw to make sure he doesn't completely fall, then corpse-rides its body as it falls limp until he lands solidly on his feet.

Raithe Moonstrike: ~Elvish~ "Excellent work, Doctor." Raithe said, clearly impressed.

Nega-Doc: "Oh the dim dreariness of it all."

Dr Catriona: "We have to get the captain out!" She runs up and ...doesn't know where to start.

Levinath (GM):Westra finds that suddenly the throat restricting her lessens and she is able to crawl for FREEEDOM!

Westra Goldbrook: Once the monster gives up the ghost and the resistance stops, Westra shoulders her way out of the beast.

Nega-Doc: The Nega Doc looks at Wolfe. "Did you to make it in there?" The other appears. "Will you tell us about it?"

Westra Goldbrook: Covered in digestive goo she kicks her way out and gives an extra boot or two to the dead head before climbing to her feet
"That was..."she made a face. "Disturbing."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, I can only imagine." Raithe said.

Nega-Doc: "Aw. Why does she always spoil our funnnnnn...." warp back into the Doctor's body.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks at the Nega Docs then looks at Cat, frowning while covered in goo.
"Why are your fuckin shadow sisters so weird?"

Dr Catriona: "I'm an only child..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks around and looks mildly confused.

Dr Catriona: "Do you want goodberries?"

Westra Goldbrook: "That was quite the feat," she commends the doctor and raithe. From Wolfe's goo-covered appearance, she surmised that he spent the battle in the belly of the beast as well.

Dr Catriona: She looks to Raithe and nods some. "But what about that man who fled?"

Westra Goldbrook: "No, thank you, none for me at least," she tells the doctor. "I need but a moment of prayer."

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts and extends a hand towards Cat. "I'll take a few."

Dr Catriona: Once the adrenaline wears down, she leans over and rests her hands on her knees; the drain on her reserves now incredibly substantial.

Wolfe: "I was an only child, don't see me with weird fuckin shadow brothers."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Good question. He could be working for the bad guys."

Dr Catriona: Welling up enough energy to take a proper breath, she gives Wolfe 8 goodberries, leaving her with 2.

Westra Goldbrook: "Does anyone require a potion?" she asks, mostly looking to Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: "If I can make the request that no one gets gobbled up anymore this week..."
The doctor examines the Hydra corpse.

Westra Goldbrook: "I assure you, not even the first instance was intentional," Westra said, as she leaned down to use some of the pool's murky water to wash the gunk off of herself

Levinath (GM):

Dr Catriona: She uses her dagger to pull out an eye and a tooth! If possible.
#forscience

Wolfe: Wolfe munches on some berries, nodding to the Doc. He talks while his mouth is full. "Frank roo."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wow, that was...hardcore." Raithe is just a tad skeeved, but only a tad.

Westra Goldbrook: "Was the minstel felled?" she asked, looking about with a frown

Wolfe: Wolfe seems fine with not taking a dip into the Lurker water, he's comfortable with stinking it up here and there. He looks over as Cat does some hardcore looting, but eats another berry.

Raithe Moonstrike: "There was a minstrel? Doc said there was another person, but I didn't see him."

Dr Catriona: "It's spellplagued. Much to examine." Putting them in her specimin jars, she seems prepared to press on. "Yes, a man playing an instrument. I think he helped some and then ...fled."

Wolfe: "He was some goober who offered to sing a song about me if we killed the beast. Then he ran off."

Dr Catriona: "It was glowing with faerie fire long after he left."

Wolfe: "Strangely.. I still feel pretty good about that offer."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ah! A bard! Still, a strange place for one, I think. Let's be on with it, then."

Dr Catriona: She gives Wolfe an odd look, not knowing him to be a fan of anyone.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra proceeds to... proceed.. down the halls.

Dr Catriona: "Are you sure you two are well? You were poisoned an hour ago and just spent copious amounts of time in the gullet of a spellplagued monstrosity."
"There are people whose lifetimes are not that harrowing let alone an afternoon."

Levinath (GM):As you ascend the steps, you see a heavy oak door latched shut ahead, and a tunnel leading north. It is an interesting note that you can see torchlight flickering in the northern tunnel.

Wolfe: "Doc, I ain't lettin some setbacks like Drow Poison or Hydra swallowin slow me down."
"Old age and hard liquor ain't killed me yet, that shit sure as fuck won't."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe readies himself to move on down the tunnel.

Wolfe: He pulls out his flask and opens it up to take another drink.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eyes the door, but notices the torchlight and begins to creep towards it.

Dr Catriona: "Captain, be careful."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs. "Whenever Cat warns Westra to be careful she does the opposite."

Westra Goldbrook: At the doctor's advice, the Captain creeps carefully.

Levinath (GM):The tunnel comes to a t, the torches are seen to the west, and the sound of a waterfall can be heard from the carvern opening to the east.

Wolfe: "You should just yell at her to fuckin charge everything she sees."

Westra Goldbrook: "I can hear you."

GIZMO-2: Gizmo-2 flies above Westra's head as a second pair of eyes; adorable cutsey owl eyes.

Wolfe: "Good. Maybe you'll fuckin' listen."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe can't help a small grin. "Kinda nice to have the band back together."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses long enough to give Wolfe an unpleasant eye, then turns towards the west to follow the torches.

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles some more, still ornery about being covered in Hydra saliva and puts his flask away, pulling out Talon.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm gonna scout to the east. Be right back."

Dr Catriona: Catriona takes up the rear , somewhat looking fatigued.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will head to the east, moving quietly.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses to wait for Raithe, not wanting the party to get too split.

Raithe Moonstrike:Raithe stops.

Dr Catriona: The doctor looks down both halls and doesn't know where to go.

Levinath (GM):Raithe sees a wide rift filling the eastern half of this cavern. A stream pours out of the west wall, then tumbles down into the rift and flows out again to the north. Several ropes are secured to iron stakes along on the western edge of the rift, leading down to the chasm floor. Several bugbears move stones about on the chasm floor.
They do not see Raithe and from the sounds of the waterfall, do not hear him.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves toward the opening to the East, interposing himself between Cat and any potential threats.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe returns to the group. "There's a chasm just a few feet that way. Bugbears are moving rocks down on the chasm floor. There's also waterfall, with some stones leading over it. Probably best to go the other way for now."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods at Raithe's report and continues on at a cautious pace.

Dr Catriona: "Perhaps find that minstrel."

Wolfe: "Yeah we can come back and murder those Bugbears another time."

Levinath (GM):As Westra approaches the entrance, she sees two drown with their backs to her, looking over a table of papers against the western wall.

Dr Catriona: A frown appears on her face and she adjusts her glasses again.
THe doc does tho!
Gizmo perches.

Raithe Moonstrike: "You think we should rush 'em?"

Westra Goldbrook: "That's generally my preferred tactic, though I recognize that there have been some complaints, of late," she said, eyes cutting to Wolfe, briefly.

Dr Catriona: She whispers. "But what about the Darkness?"

Wolfe: "Fine, just fuckin do it."

Westra Goldbrook: "The Darkness?"

Dr Catriona: "If they flood the room with darkness, then what? That's..what drow do, right?"

Westra Goldbrook: "That didn't save them last time. It won't this time either."
"Though if you have suggestions, I'm happy to hear them."

Dr Catriona: "Just... don't die again?" she says sincerely, and without any better answer.

Dr Catriona: She steps back some to let them do whatever they are going to do.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wolfe, you want to be up here to back Westra up?"

Wolfe: "Yeah. Let's do it."

Raithe Moonstrike: "All right. Go."

GIZMO-2: Gizmo's eyes slit and turn red, his big metal eyebrows casting downward in mean-mode™.

Raithe Moonstrike: ~Elvish~ "Do you know why I like this part of things, Catriona?"

Dr Catriona: ~Elvish~ "Madness?"

Wolfe: Wolfe goes in after Westra!

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rushes into the room, halberd drawn. "Defend yourself, demon!"

Dr Catriona: (use the Inspiration)

Raithe Moonstrike: ~Elvish~ "Because all of the people that deserve to die are about to."

Raithe Moonstrike: "You will not believe....what I had to do to get here."

Dr Catriona: "Science says that death is typically separate from morality of any sort.... oh... that was line."

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Raithe Moonstrike:

Dr Catriona: She readies an energy beam to trigger once someone attacks someone.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Nezznar:

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: With a prayer to Helm under her breath, Westra imbues her weapon with divine radiance, then uses it to strike at the nearest Drow.

Dr Catriona: "I guess no offer to surrender."

Nezznar:

Turn   

Turn   
Levinath

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Mike

It is Nezznar's turn   

Nezznar: "Hmmm, we have uninvited guests it seems."

Dr Catriona: (was that the surprise round?)

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-2: Gizmo flies in and Helps, then flies out.

Levinath (GM):The drow grunts in pain as Westra nearly cleaves him in two.

GIZMO-2: (wolfe)

It is Vyerith's turn   

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe charges in and stops, bewildered.
"...Why the fuck are there two Raithes!?"

GIZMO-2: "Breep. Hoooot."

It is Drow Assassin's turn   

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Wolfe: Wolfe dodges, as he's confused.

Raithe Moonstrike: "What is going on?"

Turn   

Dr Catriona: "Theres two of you!"

Levinath (GM):

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "Arachnids!"

Nezznar: "Great our guests, my pretties."

Raithe Moonstrike: "This is where you say 'Tarnation, right? Or 'Botheration'? One of those things?"

Nezznar: Spiders crawl from every crevice of the room, coating the floor in the small beats.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Defiantly a Tarnation on that one." The other Raithe says to him.

Zimran Ibanez: Hearing a commotion come from the other direction, Zimran turns around and motions for Nundro to get behind him.

Wolfe: "What the fuck is going on!?"
It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: (thats the polearm attack roll too ;p yas? hehe)
"Mister Wolfe, gather your wits!"

Turn   

Levinath (GM):"What is going on back in there? Your friends?" The dwarf says.

Turn   
Levinath

Zimran Ibanez: "Sounds like it!" Zimran says with a smile.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Vyerith, get out of the way!"

Dr Catriona: "Identify yourselves!" calls the doctor from her cover.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks confused. "Raithe, you know these devils?" she asks, looking over her shoulder. But then, of course, she sees TWO raithes and is even more confused. "What trickery is this?!"

Raithe Moonstrike: ~End Turn~

Wolfe: "I know I didn't drink enough to see double, yet."

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Mike

Raithe Moonstrike: "What are you all doing?!"

Dr Catriona: "Its a trick. Raithe, what is the unusual nickname you have for me?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Professor Doctor Nice Legs." Raithe said.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran steps behind the drow and leans in behind whispering a little tune into the guard's ear.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Professor Doctor Nice Legs." The second one says nearly in unison.
It is Nezznar's turn   

Nezznar: "What is the meaning of this?" He watches the other drow nearly get cleaved in half.

Dr Catriona: "Botheration." she mutters at the Raithe doubles.

Nezznar: Black tentatcles stem from the ground around the group and grasp at them.

Wolfe: "...This isn't gonna be my night."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That's certainly a bad thing."
It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: "Rgh."
"Fucker."

GIZMO-2: Gizmo helps Wolfe and then flies outside.
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Vyerith's turn   
Gizmo flies out of the room after being an asshole, wailing with R2-D2 like sounds.
It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

It is Drow Assassin's turn   

Drow Assassin: "Treachery!!!"

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe's vision unfocuses...and suddenly he looks around.
"What the fff----?"
He sees himself across the room.

Raithe Moonstrike: "YOU DROW PIECE OF SHIT!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I will kill you for this!" The other Raithe continues the sentence.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 06, 2018, 02:56:07 PM
Session 22

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe pulls his bow and shoots at Raithe!

Wolfe: Wolfe struggles in the arms of the abyss, feeling like a Lasombra victim. "What the fuck is going on!?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "YOU DROW PIECE OF SHIT!"
The shot goes wide. The spiders on the ground form into black pools before expanding to cover the entire room.
Sixxy:

Raithe Moonstrike:
Sixxy: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Nega-Doc: "Back again like a bad venereal disease." "A fatal one." "The best kind."
Then it attacks from hiding

Nega-Doc: -6 Str damage
✔ End of Turn ✔

Levinath (GM):The Dwarf looks at the bard seemingly confused on what to do while the assassin attacks.
Raithe shoots at Raithe, though no one sees.

Nega-Doc: "Say it." "I don't want to." "Come on." "Oh... fine... you think darkness is your ally." "You are so lame."

Dr Catriona: "Mister Raithe, what is going on?! It looks like you are fighting yourself, to us." says Catriona, leaning against the wall with a hand.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran reaches into his pouch and tosses a bit of tart and a feather into the air in front of him...

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran reaches into his pouch and tosses a bit of tart and a feather into the air in front of him...

Raithe Moonstrike: They both point to each other and say at the exact same time. "HE IS A DROW!"

Zimran Ibanez:

Levinath (GM):

Dr Catriona: (14)

Levinath (GM):

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran motions to Nundro to stay close.

Levinath (GM):Westra Wolfe and the Drow Assassin find themselves freed as the tentacles disperse in the darkness. Cait sees Nezznar float into the air and around the back of a pillar.

Dr Catriona: "This is like a nightmare pit... spiders and darkness everywhere.."

Wolfe: "YEAHHHHH!"

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: "Get off me you fucking scrub."

Wolfe: Wolfe grabs the Drow as he moves to assault him; and then gets nearly cut in half by Westra over his shoulder.

GIZMO-2: Beeps and boops.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Wolfe: "See? That's what you fucking get for trying to fuck with me."

Westra Goldbrook: As the tentacles disperse, Westra turn and slashes at movement to her rear.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a deep breath and centers himself.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Raithe Moonstrike: "I am going to kill you!"

Zimran Ibanez: Ahhh!

Wolfe: "Oh hey, the lights are back YEEGGHHH."

Dr Catriona: "Oh, NERTS!"

Zimran Ibanez: "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Levinath (GM):Two spiders descend from the darkness as it recedes.

Nezznar: "Feast my children!"

Dr Catriona: "Children?"

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Nega-Doc: "Was he pregnant with those arachnids?" "Who brings life into this world willingly." "I concur. Existence in the material is pretty meaningless."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra swings at the monstrous spider that has suddenly appeared practically on top of her.

Nega-Doc: Both of the shadowy duplicates sink into the ground, pooling together in an inky stream that flows around the camp and furniture.

Wolfe: "We should be focusing attacks to remove some of these fuckers from the field!"

Nega-Doc: It readies an attack when he is in range.

Nezznar: He lets out a laugh that echos through the room.

Nega-Doc: ✔ End of Turn ✔
It does same.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Levinath (GM):Nundro looks to the drow on the ground and then back to Zimran..seemingly unsure...he edges past the prone drow and moves to the bard. "Ahhh! What is that spider monster!"

Zimran Ibanez: "Exactly that my astute friend. A spider monster."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Take that you piece of shit!" Raithe shouts as an arrow lodges in Raithe.

Levinath (GM):"This is MADNESS!" The dwarf says, holding the small dagger up towards it.

Zimran Ibanez: "Just stay behind me, and keep an eye out for laughing one... Wait... He's stopped laughing."
Zimran looks up to Nezzenar, "If i can be honest. You're a terrible host."

Nega-Doc: "Weeeeeee're going to eaaaaat your liiiiiife force..."
The docs attack.
With advantage!

Nezznar: "These villains....." His eye narrow as the magic assaults him before he is frozen. He falls and takes 4 falling damage.

Nega-Doc:"Get it girl." "No you."

Nezznar: The drow is sapped of strength as he lands by the two shadow beasts.

Nega-Doc: 10 strength damage

Nega-Doc: "Such delight." "Girl you'll get fat."

Zimran Ibanez: "LISTEN UP!" Zimran yells, "You're master is down and..." Nezzenar's body lands limp next him, "Well, so much for negotiations."

Nega-Doc: The Shadowy Dopplegangers tear into the ephemeral spirit-stuff of Nezznar's body. "You want some, music man? You deserve it."

Nega-Doc: "He should play us a lovely dirge." "Oh yes, that is a good idea."

Wolfe: Wolfe bats away the assassin's attack, thoroughly angered by Westra falling.

GIZMO-2: Gizmo flies in and Helps for Wolfe by spitting a bolt at the drow assassin.

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Nega-Doc: "More?" "More."

Wolfe: Wolfe pops the Drow in the nose with enough force with the hilt of his longsword to break his nose. Blood and cartilage fly in the air and cover the Half-Orc's arm in gore. He doesn't kill the Drow off, letting his unconscious body simply hit the ground.

Drow Assassin: The drown assassin, having shook off the laugheter and fear, grabs his daggers from the floor and stands before walking slowing towards Zimran. "Enough of your trickery, funny man." He stabs at Zimran in the webbing.

Nega-Doc: "Music man is under attack. Maybe we should show him gratitude by tearing apart his opponents." "Yes, just helping out of the goodness of our black hearts. Not out of selfishness or hunger." "Not at all."

Wolfe: "Cat can you tell your two evil twins to shut the fuck up with their creepy garbage!?" He snarls in annoyance, tensions high with Westra being on the ground. "Need someone to get to Westra."

Nega-Doc: (Goodberry to westra)

Dr Catriona: Cat runs in and just goes "Ah! Ew! Ick!" as she stomps through the field of spiders."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks warily at the two shadowy women.

Dr Catriona:
✔ End of Turn ✔
"Captain, wake up!" she slaps her cheek some.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra wakes to having the doc slap her cheeks, the taste of uncomfortably warm goodberry on her tongue.
She comes awake suddenly, confused as to why she's on the ground. Again.
And then gets angry.

Nega-Doc: "There are spiders crawling all over you, getting in your bits."

Westra Goldbrook: She pulls herself to her feet and quickly downs a healing potion, spitting the cap aside.
"My thanks, doctor."

Dr Catriona:
✔ End of Turn ✔
"Hey beastie beastie." says one of the dark sisters.
"Songbird, you owe us a dirge." "Yeah, something very funeral-y."

Levinath (GM):Nundro stabs at the drow that comes up and stabs the bard. "That this ya bastard!" He says in Dwarven.

Raithe Moonstrike: He takes a moment, looking for OtherRaithe, not seeing him, he shoots at the spider near Westra.

Nega-Doc: One of the Negadocs look at Raithe next to her. "Whats your deal."

Raithe Moonstrike: And sends an arrow directly through the back of it's skull.

Nega-Doc: "Oooo.. a death merchant." "Like us." "But with elf fanciness."

Zimran Ibanez: "Look," Zimran says to the drow Nundro just stabbed, "Could you leave us be? I have bigger things to take care of besides the likes of you."

Dr Catriona: Distracted from the spiders on the ground, the doctor gets ganked in the back. "AH!!" she turns and glares at him.

GIZMO-2: Gizmo helps Wolfe.

Wolfe: "HEY, YOU BLACKFACED FUCK"

GIZMO-2: "Breeeep, booop hoot."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra actually smirks some at the drow's poor choice of targets. "I've a feeling you'll regret that, vermin."

Zimran Ibanez: Even Zimran is amazed at his own luck.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves over and punches the Drow assassin in the face. "FUCK OFF."

Drow Assassin: "You fucking stab me, Dwarf!"

Wolfe: "Dwarf! Get the fuck out of there!"

Dr Catriona: "Captain, all you!" she says and slaps the Drow across the face, using the Help action for Westra.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Dr Catriona: Catriona uses a swiss-army knife and strategically snips! "That should do it. You're mobile now, captain."

Westra Goldbrook: With the doctor's help once again, Westra comes free from the spider's webbing. Almost in the same motion, she swings hard at the drow before her.

Westra Goldbrook: The drow hesitates, and then with the most queer expression on his face, slides into two separate pieces at the waist.
"My thanks, doctor," she says, again

Dr Catriona: The sudden rage of the paladin startles the doctor and she takes a step back as those large swings come out. Then she gets painted with drow blood. She spits some out and removes her glasses, 2 clean spots where her eyes are.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Levinath (GM):Emboldened, the dwarf attacks again! 22
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He stabs the drow again! Nundro lets out a hearty laugh.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks to Nundro, "Are you sure you couldn't rescue yourself?"

Nega-Doc: The shadow creatures swipe knife edge stile hands into the body of the spider, sapping life force. "Its not as fun when they can't scream."
"Still fun, though." "Sure."

Levinath (GM):"Aye, perhaps!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "The real Raithe is back!" Raithe said.

Zimran Ibanez: "I would try to insult your father, but you were probably mistaken for a half orc, and disowned!"
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Wolfe: ",,,"

Nega-Doc: "He doesn't know how to read a crowd, does he." "Strange for a minstrel."

Wolfe: "What did you just say, princess!?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns and looks confused. "What?"

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs.

GIZMO-2: "Hoot?"
Gizmo helps Wolfe.
✔ End of Turn ✔

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran glare's at the drow, "See? Even the actual half-orc would be offended by your look."

GIZMO-2: Gizmo boops sadly for Wolfe.

Levinath (GM):"Oy! What da?!"

Nega-Doc: The Nega Docs skewer the spider with slashes, shadowy whisps escaping the wounds as the beast tumbles INTO the firepit.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves over quickly crossing the distance between he and the webbed bard. He roughly shoves Zimran with his shoulder, grabs the Dwarf, and pulls him behind him.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Good job, Professor Doctor Shadow Legs! Both of you!"

Wolfe: "Get behind me, stumpy."

Dr Catriona: The disheveled doctor winces at that, surprised at her own dupes.

Wolfe: Wolfe parries the attack. YA SA KI!

Nega-Doc:Just dodge.

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Zimran Ibanez: "I thought drow were renown for their skill with blades?" Zimran inquires from within the webbing. He looks seriously to the drow, "Were you dropped as a child? OH! Or do you hatch from spider's eggs? Were they dropped?"

Drow Assassin: He growls but keeps his eyes on the big ass half-orc with a katana.

Nega-Doc: The Nega Docs watch the spider burning in the pit with disturbing gothic glee.

Westra Goldbrook: Making up for lost time, Westra stomps over to the last remaining Drow, and smashes her halberd at him from ten feet away.

Nega-Doc: Grapple!

Zimran Ibanez: Surrounded by the armored woman who stabs beyond him, "Well hello."

Nega-Doc: Help action... for the DWARF.
✔ End of Turn ✔
"Get him stumpy."

Drow Assassin: 26 "Let me at 'im Laddie!"

Nega-Doc: "Nothing like helping make a killer."

Levinath (GM):The Dwarf stabs him again!

Nega-Doc: One of the Negadocs is holding him like a schoolyard bully.

Levinath (GM):"Kill me bruthas! Ye son o a bitch!"

Nega-Doc: "Please don't give up." she whispers to the drow.
And it kisses him on the cheek, an ice cold sensation.

Zimran Ibanez: "So my new half-orc friend, about that song. Do you have a favorite style of music?"

Wolfe: "Yeah, but I don't see you playin' the shakuhachi."

GIZMO-2: Gizmo just looks around for stealthers.

Zimran Ibanez: "A shaka-ma-gucci? Never heard of it"

GIZMO-2:✔ End of Turn ✔
"Breep. Bzzzt."

Nega-Doc: "Oh, dear. There is some fury coming, I can smell it." says the grappling Negadoc.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes Talon firmly in both hands and comes down on it, bringing the swordpoint down into the chest of the Drow and straight through him, impaling him down through his lower back and severing his spine.

Nega-Doc: "We can't smell anything."

Zimran Ibanez: "See Nundro? i told you there were adventurers trouncing through the mine."

Nega-Doc: "I am imagining the smell, stop ruining my..." she stops as Wolfe dispatches the drow.

Wolfe: Roughly, he pulls the sword out of the Drow's chest with a grunt and kicks his corpse off the end of the blade.

Levinath (GM):The dwarf still seems in a battle stupor and stabs the dead drow a few more times.

Nega-Doc: "Manly."

Wolfe: He looks slowly toward Westra. "You alright?"

Nega-Doc: "Indubitably."

Dr Catriona: The doctor moves over and sits, looking much paler than usual.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks to the other adventurers, "Was that all of them?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe is still on the lookout.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches the last drow fall, then takes an unsteady step backwards. At Wolfe's prompting, she nods dully in the affirmative, and turns away to look over the rest of the room.
"Everyone alright?" she asks as always, though belatedly and with some distraction.

Nega-Doc: "Well, thats our time." "For now." "Fare well. Our host is spent so don't die." ... "yet."
The shadows sink into the ground and rapidly meld into Cat's own real shadow.

Wolfe: Wolfe then turns and walks over to Raithe.

Zimran Ibanez: The bard raises a hand cautiously, "Also are those shades a normality for you all?"

Wolfe: "Give me your hand, Raithe." He says with firm grimness.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, still frowning, looks over to watch as Wolfe grunts at Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike: "You want my actual hand or just to see it?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Were there... two of you?" she asks, eyes narrowed.

Wolfe: Wolfe extends his hand out toward the Elf, his bloodied blade still in his sword hand."Let me see it."

Zimran Ibanez: Unsure of what is about to take place, Zimran motions for Nundro to come stand by him.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe raises his hand.

Wolfe: Wolfe tries to grab it.

GIZMO-2: The clockwork owl flies around the room and then lands in front of of Zimran and the dwarf. Its head tilts to the side, examining them.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe does not resist.

Wolfe: Wolfe then neatly slices open his palm with his sword. A thin, quick cut, and grunts as he looks down.

Levinath (GM):"What in ta'nation? Dis looks te be some kind of gnomish trickery!" The dwarf exclaims in common.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods firmly. "Alright, it's him." He then hands his hand back to Raithe. "Sorry about that, buddy."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks at wolfe like he's lost his damn mind.

Dr Catriona: Catriona gives of an air of melancholy and rubs her temples slowly as she stares into the fire. "No, he won't hurt you, Mister Dwarf."

Wolfe: "If it was a spell or somethin', that woulda broke it. The other one took off, that musta been the fake. How much you remember, Raithe?"

Zimran Ibanez: "So do you lot always stab each other's hands? Is this a form of Luskan greeting?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will wrap his hand up very quickly. "Yeah, so...looks like we've all been hanging out with Drow for a bit."

Levinath (GM):He pokes the owl, perhaps more sternly than anticipated with caution, and knocks the owl backwards.

Wolfe: "...What?"
"No."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes a "huh, not bad" face at Wolfe's logic, then turns to look at the unfamiliar Bard.

Raithe Moonstrike: He looks to Wolfe. "Remember the bugbear?"

Wolfe: "Yeah."

Westra Goldbrook: And the dwarf.

Wolfe: "The one we left in the castle tied up."

GIZMO-2: Gizmo falls over, then rights himself when he is poked. His big copper eyebrows form a V of annoyance at the dwarf, then he moves away.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, that's where the switch happened.

Westra Goldbrook: "Would you happen to be a Rockseeker?" she asks the dwarf.

Wolfe: "Shit!"
Wolfe snarls.
"No wonder the Dwarf just happened to die."
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuck!"

Levinath (GM):"Oh, ye Lassie! Nundro Rockseeker at ye service!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wait. You guys rescued another Dwarf?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra cuts her eyes at Wolfe at the revelation about Raithe's double

Wolfe: "Yes."
"You helped us."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That fucker."

Wolfe: "Don't you remember he was being held by the Bugbear?"
Wolfe's eyes narrow at the Elf.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is pretty sure she's been hit on the head one too many times today to deal with this shit, and takes a seat for a moment.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks over to the armored woman, "And I am Zimran Ibanez." The half-elf bows.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, I remember him."

GIZMO-2: Catriona stands up and shuffles over towards Nezznar's body. As she passes Zimran. "You are trained in the arcane, Mister..." she starts, allowing him to fill in his name.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I've been down here with that guy." he said, pointing at the corpse of the Black Spider.
"And all of these clowns."

Wolfe: "Mm."
"What was he up to?"
"Why's he want these damn Dwarves?"
He gestures back toward Rockseeker.

Zimran Ibanez: "Why are you all talking to Nezzenar's man?"

GIZMO-2: On a perch, Gizmo remains in a sentry mode, looking about.

Dr Catriona: Catriona actually was going to investigate it too.

Raithe Moonstrike: "The Black Spider wanted you all dead. We were too close to getting our hands on this...he said something about it being important. Dwarves and Gnomes carved it out. He wanted to control it."

Wolfe: "Cause he's not the Black Spider's man. He's with us."

Dr Catriona: "You locked his body up at a pivotal moment, Mr. Zimran."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches Raithe and Wolfe, listening and trying to figure out wtf has been going on.

Westra Goldbrook: "This as in this mine?"

Wolfe: "Nezzenar is the Black Spider, right?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Nezzenar had me under a spell, pal. Otherwise I'd have helped you get out of here." he said.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran smiles at the other half-elf, "I've been told I have that effect on some people."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, Nezzenar was the Black Spider."

Dr Catriona: "There is something peculiar about the body." she remarks, taking a knee.

Raithe Moonstrike: "The doppelganger was Vyara. If he's still out there, we just put all of the Black Spider's resources in his hands. He's a free agent now."
"But he's not going to stay that way." Raithe vows.

Dr Catriona: "Life functions are not present, but I am getting an odd sensation from it."

Westra Goldbrook: "Odd how?" she asks distracted by the doctor's comments. Westra gets up and moves over to the body, eyeing it critically.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran holds onto the Nezzinar's staff, "Might it be connected with this?"

Westra Goldbrook: She casts a glance to Zimran as she approaches, and nods in greeting.

Dr Catriona: "I don't know what that does, I did not see much of it in action." she remarks about the staff.

Westra Goldbrook: "Odd how?" she repeats, to the Doctor.

Wolfe: Wolfe rubs at his jaw, seeming to try and think over all of this stuff. It's above his paygrade, really.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe counts the number of dead bodies. Just to be on the safe side, he puts an arrow into the nearest one. Just in case."

Zimran Ibanez: "Forgive me for not offering sooner, but does anyone require aid? I'm no priest but I know how to tend to wounds if needed."

Dr Catriona: "I cannot articulate it exactly. I would have to run a scan."

Wolfe: Nonetheless, he shrugs, moves to look over the rest of the room and starts looting and checks if there's any chests or compartments that might yield more information and/or loot.
He also pulls out his flask, opens it up, and starts drinking. "I'm Wolfe, by the way." He says toward the Dwarf and the Bard.

Dr Catriona: "Give me a moment. My WEENIS might be able to detect the anomaly."

Levinath (GM):Six cracked marble pillars line the walls of this hall, at the north end of which stands a nine-foot-tall statue of a dwarf seated on a throne, a mighty stone warhammer across his lap. Large emeralds gleam in the statue's eyes. The dust and debris covering the floor has been swept to one side, and a campsite of sorts now spreads in front of the statue. Half a dozen bedrolls and packs are neatly arranged around a rough-built fire pit. A wooden table stands on the west side of the room between two pillars.

Westra Goldbrook: "There's supposed to be some manner of magical forge or fountain or something here, isn't there?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks around the hallway, seeking any sign that Vyara is still in the area.

Zimran Ibanez: "I don't recall seeing a magical forge, but there's food in the next room, along with wine and water."

Dr Catriona: The doctor brings out an odd steampunkish device and sets it near Nezznar's body. She uses it to cast Identify on the corpse.
It will take a minute of casting time.

Wolfe: Wolfe stops as he sees the emeralds.

Westra Goldbrook: While the Doctor works on her scan, Westra turns to the dwarf. "Do you know any particulars about why he was so desperate to hold you and your brothers?"

Dr Catriona: "Thank you, Mister Zimran, we should probably make use of those supplies."

Wolfe: His eyes widen for a moment, and he begins to try and climb onto the statue's lap to reach them.

Raithe Moonstrike: "The forge isn't here guys. It's on the east side of this place. But they can't get to it because of all the undead between here and there."

Wolfe: Pulling free a hand-axe, he starts trying to pry out the emeralds.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe sees this and winces. "There's...better ways to go about that, man."

Wolfe: "You got a crowbar?"

Dr Catriona: "Between you and our two new friends here, maybe we can get a proper layout of the place?" she remarks about Raithe-The-Original, Nundro and Zimran.

Raithe Moonstrike: "That's not better."

Wolfe: "...Isn't it?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "If you want to damage it, yeah."

GIZMO-2: Gizmo flies over and lands on the head of the statue, and looks down at wolfe.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Reduce its value exponentially, yeah."

Levinath (GM):Wolf pulls free his quarry.

Wolfe: Wolfe yanks out the emeralds and looks it over.

Levinath (GM):As Wolfe pulls free the gem, the pillars shake and crack.

Zimran Ibanez: "I only know a little about this space. I was only recently captured and brought here. My head was covered for a better part of my time here."

Wolfe: He looks around slowly, the dust and pebbles falling on him. "Uh."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Okay, that's not good! Put it back! Put it back!"

Wolfe: "Oops."

Dr Catriona: "Oh.. well anything will be helpful."

Wolfe: "...TOO LATE!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Wolfe: He hops off the lap of the statue quickly.

Levinath (GM):Four of the pillars collapse and pieces of ceiling come crashing down on everyone in the room. DC 15 Dex Save.

Dr Catriona: "What in thunderation?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs and backs up towards the middle of the room. "Your greed is going to get us all killed one day."

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a few rocks on his head, a minor bruising.
"Eh. That wasn't so bad."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe gets bopped in the head with a rock.
"Ow! Damn it!"

Wolfe: He climbs back up onto the lap to get the other one.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Leave the other one there!"

Zimran Ibanez: "What was that?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "DON'T DO IT!"

GIZMO-2: "BREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!" A rubble chunk crashes through his midsection, leaving the wings flapping briefly and falling too.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe runs out of the room.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe!" Westra growls, aggravated.

Levinath (GM):During the tussle, the emerald broke apart in Wolfe's hand. Fake.

Wolfe: "WHAT!?"
"WHAT!?""
Wolfe roars in annoyance and throws the dust to the floor.

Zimran Ibanez: "Perhaps we should retire to the other room. The one with more wine and fewer rocks."

Dr Catriona: "Why did that have to happen?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods. "A timely suggestion," Westra agrees, with a nod to the bard.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran leads the party to the other room.

Wolfe: Wolfe climbs up onto the lap and looks closely at the other one.

Dr Catriona: "Wait, this body has powerful magic still in it." she says, features marred in annoyance.
"It's like divine magic... Like Lolth."

Westra Goldbrook: "Wait," Westra calls, though sighing in annoyance.
She then waits for the doctor to finish her scan, while she scowls at Wolfe. "Leave that be, Wolfe," she growls. "Before you bring the whole room down on us."

Dr Catriona: She looks over at crushed Gizmo, then back to the body... then she notices Wolfe is still messing around.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, these bastards are spider-kissers. Lolth-loving scumbags."
"Like pretty much every other Drow in existence."

Dr Catriona: "HEY GRITSUCKING BOZO! DESCEND FROM THAT THIS INSTANT!"

Levinath (GM):Blue blood begins to flow out from the underside of the Nezznar's body.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra blinks and looks at the doctor.

Wolfe: Wolfe turns back to Cat.
He looks at her.
Slowly, he gets off the lap of the statue.

Dr Catriona: Her eyes are sullen and dark.

Westra Goldbrook: "You broke her owl," Westra points out.

Wolfe: Wolfe, undeterred by Cat's angered voice, he does, however, look stern as he walks back over to her.

Dr Catriona: "And pick up Gizmo. WHICH YOU BUSTED!"

Wolfe: He looks down at the broken owl.

Dr Catriona: She turns around and returns to the body. "This cadaver. What is to be done with it?"

Wolfe: He then steps on its head.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Wolfe: Then twists his boot on it with a loud crunch.

Dr Catriona: She turns around at that.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran pours himself a glass of wine and drinks it down.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe."

Dr Catriona: "Are your cogs broken?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe watches this play out, though he's worried...until Wolfe steps on the head.
"Uh, was that necessary man?" he asks, rubbing the growing knot on his head.

Nega-Doc: "We know where he sleeps." "The bottle makes him slow."

Dr Catriona: "SHUT UP!!"

Wolfe: "I ain't ever insulted you, Doc." He snarls out, anger present in his voice. "Not once."

Dr Catriona: She holds her had and looks disillusioned with life.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe points at Nezzenar's body.
"PEOPLE! We have an issue! What kind of magic garbage is this?" Raithe asks, pointing at the corpse.

Wolfe: "I ain't gonna be disrespected. Not by you. Not by you." He looks to Westra, then at Raithe. "Not by anyone."

Raithe Moonstrike: "The guy is at least twice as a big as he was five seconds ago."

Wolfe: Wolfe then looks toward what Raithe gestured to.

Levinath (GM):The body is swelling, more blue blood seems to poor from the body's underside, black wisps of smoke trail off the blue blood as it flows across the floor.

Wolfe: "...What the fuck?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "What fuckery is this?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes a disgusted face at the body's odd decomposition.

Zimran Ibanez: "What's taking you all?"

Dr Catriona: "Something is catalyzing within the body."

Westra Goldbrook: "Juvenile antics and a strangely decomposing body."

Zimran Ibanez: "Nundro... best come with me..."

Dr Catriona: "Should we throw it in the fire?"
"Or leave?"

Westra Goldbrook: "If we've no manner to contain it, fire may be best."

Raithe Moonstrike: "We should leave."
"Or burn it. Let's hope that doesn't speed it up."

Wolfe: "Burn it."

Levinath (GM):The body swells so much it flips over, two massive claws protrude from a laceration the length of the body. They spread the gash wide as a long carpaced leg flows forth, dripping with more smoking blue blood.

Wolfe: "Whoah!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westa hacks at it immediately.

Wolfe: He quickly draws his weapon and steps between Cat and the beast.

Westra Goldbrook: "Get back!" she shouts to the doc

Zimran Ibanez: "Nundro..."

Dr Catriona: "Captain, get clear!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Always a damned spider..." Raithe said, nocking an arrow.

Levinath (GM):Laughing follows the strike landing, laughing you all heard a few minutes earlier. The leg is followed by another.

Dr Catriona: "Perhaps we should run."

Levinath (GM):Nundro moves back witht he bard.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe fires at it.

Dr Catriona: "This might not even be his final form."
"We've got the dwarf and his staff, we should vacate the premises."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks to the armored woman, "There's a shortage of beautiful women warriors, would be a shame to lose you."

Westra Goldbrook: "We cannot leave this evil uncontested!" she insists to cat's comment. And then shoots an odd look to the bard.

Dr Catriona: "We can contest it later..."

GIZMO-2: Out of Service.
✔ End of Turn ✔

The Black Spider: "Fooooolsssss.......I blessed by the Queen of the Demonweb Pits...your efforts here are futile. You. Will. Die."

GIZMO-2: "None of that sounds good."

Dr Catriona: says the doc.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I hope your Queen likes you You're about to see a lot more of her."

Dr Catriona: "I can cover our retreat?"

The Black Spider: The body, rips open and a massive creature spreads its massive frame.

Dr Catriona: "Oh nerts."

Wolfe: Wolfe is shoved backward from the massive monstrosity. "What.. the... FUCK!?"

Dr Catriona: "Thunderation." she mutters and uses her gun.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Members of the Watch! Let's bring him down hard!"

Zimran Ibanez: "What Watch??"

The Black Spider: The black spider shoots webbing from his torso and pulls himself to the ceiling twenty foot up.

Zimran Ibanez: "Your ugly face makes a good argument against raising the dead!"

Wolfe: Wolfe leaps up onto the lap of the statue and pulls out the other eye. "WATCH OUT!"

The Black Spider: The last of the pillars give way and rocks cover the room. Everyone in the room makes a DC 15 Dex Save.

The Black Spider: Everyone takes 13 bludgeoning damage, half for a successful save.

Dr Catriona: "This bozo.."

The Black Spider: The spider goes falling to the floor, rubble covers the upturned body as legs flail.

Dr Catriona: ew
"Are we leaving now?"

Westra Goldbrook: "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR PEA GREEN MIND?!" Westra roars, as the ceiling collapses on her AGAIN

Wolfe: Wolfe gets some rocks and boulders on him. He's dirty, bruised, and bloody, but he is grinning wide as he tosses the emerald dust to the ground. "Got 'im!"

Westra Goldbrook: Bloodied and panting, she shoves off the fall of rubble, and glares as much at Wolfe as the Spider

Raithe Moonstrike: "Why is the sky always falling...?" Raithe asks, managing to dodge a major piece of the ceiling fall upon him.

Dr Catriona: She readies a power; the trigger is the black spider starting to attack.
That too.
✔ End of Turn ✔

The Black Spider: The creature turns over and lashes at the fucking half orc!

Dr Catriona: The second it attacks, she uses Darkness on it.
20 ft

Dr Catriona: Blood comes out of the Doctor's nose as she holds her hand out to debillittate the creature

The Black Spider: The spider climbs up the remains of the wall to the east and stays within the darkness.

Westra Goldbrook: Feeling herself on the edge of unconsciousness, Westra uses the monster's momentary retreat to seek some small healing for herself.

The Black Spider: The black spider spits venom from the ceiling at Cat and Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike: "My turn!"

Zimran Ibanez: "Let's try not to hurt ourselves dear," Zimran says to Westra before firing blindly into the darkness.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra feels the wash of healing magic, despite the fact that the bard himself looks rather harried. She lifts her weapon in a brief salute of thanks.

Wolfe: Wolfe falls onto the Dwarf's lap.

The Black Spider: The spider chants in a strange language.

Dr Catriona: Will drop darkness after TBS turn.

Levinath (GM):"Ye get 'em laddie?"

Zimran Ibanez: "You may want to consider running soon?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Stand down or we'll put you down!"

Zimran Ibanez: "I said before, you're a terrible host."

Levinath (GM):Covered in thick blue blood, the spider lashes out at Westra.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Needs pepper!" Raithe yells as the poison hits him without effect.

Westra Goldbrook: "Enough!" Westra roars, as she rears back and slashes angrily through the creature's carapace.

Dr Catriona: "Time to burn that thing."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 06, 2018, 03:05:04 PM
Session 23

Levinath (GM):The black spider has been vanquished! The watch has defeated the drow and foiled his master plans! They remain undisturbed during their long rest and find themselves refreshed and ALIVE!

Dr Catriona: The Doctor barely understands naming a group or what the Watch means, but figured it out in context!
Doctor Wicker is admittedly oblivious to much.

Wolfe: Wolfe is refreshed! Waking slowly, he gets to his feet and dusts himself off. He digs into his pack, pulls out some jerky to get himself going, washing it down with some shitty hobgoblin alcohol.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran wakes rejuvinated. he takes a moment to wash his face, drink some water and then chase it with wine.

Dr Catriona: After the events of (last dtrp post), she does have a ridiculous sleep. When there is movement and noise as people rustle and wake, she does too and takes some time to clean herself up and organize her belongings.
The scientist moves to the door and looks outside it if anything looks suspicious..

Nundro Rockseeker: Nundro woke and ate some leftover food in silence before packing what few belongings he still had. The knife Zimran gave him, several books, and a piece of cheese. "Are we going to get out this bloody mine already?"

Dr Catriona: "I am going to collect a sample of Nezznar's blood. Be right back."

Westra Goldbrook: Having cleaned herself up before sleeping, Westra rises and splashes some water on her face before finding a quiet corner to do her devotions. An austere breakfast of travel-ready food from her pack is consumed, and then she takes stock of the others.

Zimran Ibanez: "Seems like a good Idea to me. Perhaps you could show us the way out?"

Nundro Rockseeker: You receive 1 x Vial of Blue Blood.

Dr Catriona: And she steps out of the supposed sanctuary to get dat.

Wolfe: "Eh, we're down here, we might as well clean this shit out."
"You came down here for a reason, right Nundro?"
"...Or were you just kidnapped? The details are a little hazy."

Westra Goldbrook: "Doctor, wait," Westra calls, going after her. "You shouldn't venture these halls alone."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Uhhh, ye. We were looking for the ancient Spellforge." He paused. "But that 'as already cost me both me bruthas."

Westra Goldbrook: She accompanies the scientist to collect her specimen, and returns with her.

Wolfe: "Well, runnin' away ain't gonna bring 'em back."
"Might as well make it so they didn't die for 'nuthin."

Dr Catriona: "Its okay, its not that far." she says back to Westra, though does not have an issue with being accompanied.

Nundro Rockseeker: He looks as if he wants to retort, but only gives a half hearted nod.

Dr Catriona: "That note mentioned some kind of serum being tested."

Wolfe: Wolfe lays a heavy hand on Nundro's shoulder, giving it a squeeze.
"Your brother was a good mate, Nundro."
"Sorry for your loss. But I'm sure he'd want you to press on, finish the work, y'know?"

Dr Catriona: "If its some manner of mutagenic elixir, we should study it should we come across some other being enhanced by it."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe rolled his shoulder, making sure that he was ready to draw his bow and fire at a moment's notice.

Nundro Rockseeker: Wolfe's talk seemed to steady the dwarf and he nodded again with more determination. "Aye, with ye lot, we can do it."

Dr Catriona: She uses one of her iron vials to collect it and presses in the stopper. "All done."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, there's still a bunch of undead to get through. Maybe a few more Bugbars or Hobgoblins, too."

Westra Goldbrook: "If you think it's wise," Westra allows, clearly humoring the woman's work.

Wolfe: "Just stay behind us and stay safe, alright? It's obvious you ain't no Bruenor Battlehammer."
"Y'got spirit, tho." He grins a tusky grin.

Westra Goldbrook: She then escorts Cat back to the other room and arrives in time to hear the last of Wolfe's pep talk for the dwarf

Wolfe: He retreats his hand and goes for his flask.

Nundro Rockseeker: He nods again and pulls his pack on.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran sighed. He wanted a hot meal and warm hearth to play by, but instead it seemed like he'd have to endure an adventure. A smile crept over his face, "Well seeing as I've been tasked to offer my aid Master Rockseeker it seems I am still at your service should you want it."

Westra Goldbrook: "There's no reason we can't escort him to the surface before returning to clear this place." she said, to Wolfe. "He's been through an ordeal."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Nay, Lord Wolfe is right. I will go with ye lot."

Wolfe: "Why? There's hobgoblins and ghosts and fuckin Drow and all sorts of crazy shit around the village. That doppleganger is still loose, he could come back and murder Nundro on the way back to town."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran's eyes jumped as he suppressed a laugh at Nundro calling the half-orc "Lord"

Westra Goldbrook: When Nundro insists, Westra turns to Zimran. "We would be fortunate indeed to have your continued assistance. You proved to be quite adept in the last altercation."

Wolfe: "See? Everyone's happy."
"Let's get going."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran stands up straight when Westra requests his assistance then bows, "Ah, to follow your lead? How can i say no?"

Dr Catriona: "Is that a good idea?"
"For Mr. Rockseeker to come along, I mean. No offense, but you didn't strike me as a fighter..."

Zimran Ibanez: Once outside the room Zimran points down the hall relating the little he was able to explore.

Dr Catriona: "And you're the last brother. Would it not make more sense for you to go into hiding somewhere?"

Nundro Rockseeker: "Where would I hide Lassie? I get nuthin left anyways."

Wolfe: "You don't strike me as a fighter, either, Doc."

Dr Catriona: "I dont know. Dwarves can hide in places I can't fathom."

Wolfe: "We let you come along."

Westra Goldbrook: "Regardless,"

Wolfe: "It's his choice. I ain't his babysitter."

Dr Catriona: "But he should go try to repopulate his family line.. or something, no?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Master Rockseeker has made his choice."

Wolfe: "Heh."

Dr Catriona: "I don't know how it works here."

Wolfe: "It ain't all it's cracked up to be."
"Believe me."
He drinks more from his flask.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran gives the Doctor a sidelong look.

Dr Catriona: "Um.. okay.. "

Westra Goldbrook: "So we're agreed. We're clearing the rest of the vermin from these mines."

Wolfe: "Yep."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yep. Seems so."

Zimran Ibanez: "Aye"

Nundro Rockseeker: He nods. A really member of the group now.

Dr Catriona: She flicks two switches on her BOOMer and no-look aims behind her. It it WHOOMPS a blast of fire towards the corpse of the Black Spider in the background, setting it ablaze.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran jumps

Dr Catriona: She then re-holsters the contraption and is startled by Zimran's jump.

Zimran Ibanez: "What the..."

Westra Goldbrook: "She does things like that."

Levinath (GM):Roasted spider begins to smell not delicious.

Westra Goldbrook: "Most of the time, it turns out to be wildly useful, though."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc gets surprised by that, startled for a moment. He then sees the source and starts bursting out laughing. "HAH! Fuckin' Cat!"

Zimran Ibanez: "Okay, then. Noted."

Dr Catriona: "Oh.. I assumed rapid oxidation would prevent any further trouble from it."
"Sorry."

Westra Goldbrook: "Were there scoundrels and undead in the direction from which you came?" she asked Zimran

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran pulls out a small notebook where he would usually write lyrics or poems and instead notes the strange word "oxidation"
"I may use that later"

Levinath (GM):A wide rift fills the eastern half of this cavern. A stream pours out of the west wall, then tumbles down into the rift and flows out again to the north. It creates a loud waterfall echo throughout the cavern. Several ropes are secured to iron stakes along on the western edge of the rift, leading down to the chasm floor. A single bugbear lazily kicks stones about on the chasm floor.

Dr Catriona: "I did not have the opportunity to say, sorry you were replaced by a spy, Mister Raithe. "

Levinath (GM):The stream to the south has several stones that can be used to cross the water.

Westra Goldbrook: "That looks like our path," Westra murmurs with quiet resignation.

Levinath (GM):The rock face appears to be about 25 feet down.

Zimran Ibanez: "Looks like those cretins are still down there," Zimran whispers

Wolfe: "Raithe."

Westra Goldbrook: "Master Moonstrike, Doctor,"

Wolfe: "Think you can snipe that poor fuck?" He whispers to him, pointing to the Bugbear.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yep." One sec...."

Westra Goldbrook: "...or at least provide cover while we attempt to climb down."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Give me just a sec."

Zimran Ibanez: The bard loads his handcrossbow.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra carefully steps across the stones in the river.

Dr Catriona: She misses as usual.

Dr Catriona: "Oh, she is no friend to gravity..."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Now that is falling with style."

Wolfe: Wolfe throws his hand-axe and goes wide, he's not warmed up yet. Though when Westra trips to fall and murder the Bugbear at the same time he just starts laughing.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran fires his handcrossbow aiming for and hitting the brutes center mass.

Westra Goldbrook: Once the ranged attacks pass by and the bugbear remains standing, Westra attempts to launch herself off of the ledge and tackle the creature with a shout. She stumbles and descends less-than-gracefully, but recovers soon enough to take a swing at the beast even so.

Levinath (GM):11
Westra trips and falls 25 feet, landing next to the bugbear. As she crashes into the ground, her halbred flips free and lands in the bugbear's back, killing him.

Nundro Rockseeker: "That was madness."

Zimran Ibanez: "Ooo such daring"

Dr Catriona: Catriona holsters her gun on her belt.

Wolfe: Wolfe is still laughing.

Westra Goldbrook: "WHENEVER YOU'RE READY," she calls, with a note of annoyance in her voice.

Dr Catriona: ((How strong is this stream current?))

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will use some rope and climb down.

Levinath (GM):The stream is difficult to stand in, but you could navigate through it.

Wolfe: Wolfe climbs down slowly but surely.
He walks over to stand next to Westra, grinning like a fool. "Ahhh, I'm glad we brought you back."

Westra Goldbrook: While she waits, Westra kicks the bugbear over and looks for some indication of what his task here might have been

Wolfe: "This shit ain't nearly as funny without you falling on your high-horsed ass every ten minutes."

Zimran Ibanez: "Where did you bring her back from," the bard inquires.

Levinath (GM):A large pile of stone and rubble as been amassed to the south near the bugbear corpse. To the east, a channel has been formed through the rock, it appears at one time the water was diverted through the channel.A secondary tunnel can be seen from the Northeast.

Wolfe: "Whatever celestial plane that got stuck havin her there."

Westra Goldbrook: "Well, it's as they say, the misfortune of other's is the dullard's comedy."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Brought back...? You died?"

Zimran Ibanez: "Celestial plane?"

Wolfe: "Yeahhhh."
"Shit I forgot."

Westra Goldbrook: Westa sighs.
"We can tell stories later."

Wolfe: "That was Not-You."

Westra Goldbrook: "We have work to do."

Wolfe: He motions to Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike: "He killed Westra?"

Wolfe: "No."

Zimran Ibanez: "Oh I look forward to hearing this!"

Wolfe: "Some slime did. Down here."

Dr Catriona: "I think a proper debrief will be in order."

Wolfe: "Fell all over her, got in her mouth and everything."
"Heh. Heh."

Nundro Rockseeker: "They would have used the channel to the east to have water power the forges." Nundro volunteers as he inspects the carved out channel.

Wolfe: "Means the forge should be close, eh?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'll be waiting to hear the close to this story." Raithe said, keeping any eye out for danger or traps.

Nundro Rockseeker: "Mmm perhaps. This would be a good way to check."
"Water can flow for a long time though, depending."

Wolfe: Wolfe starts heading over.
"Raithe get up here."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra starts down the channel, eager to find something besides bothersome conversation.

Wolfe: "Check to make sure this thing doesn't collapse or some shit."

Westra Goldbrook: "Undead this way," she tells those behind her.

Levinath (GM):As Westra turns the corner, she can see some figures moving in the flicker torchlight, they don't seem to take notice of her, yet.

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly draws talon

Dr Catriona: ((he draws it on the wall))

Levinath (GM):The channel continues on for a ways, and opens into a room, four feet up from the bottom of the channel is the floor of the room. The channel is blocked ahead by a broken water wheel.

Wolfe: "Got a fight ahead." Wolfe says over his shoulder.
"Raithe, get up here."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nmoves."

Wolfe: "Westra."

Raithe Moonstrike: "We want to pop these zombies or walk by 'em?"

Wolfe: "On three, you get the one on the right, I get the one on the left."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran remains back keeping an eye on Nundro

Wolfe: He ducks down to crouch, and walks slowly keeping close to the floor.

Dr Catriona: "Ambulatory cadavers, Mister Ibanez."

Dr Catriona: "On your ..uh.. guard."

Zimran Ibanez: "Am-buu-la-tor-ray" Zimran scribles

Levinath (GM):
Gundren moves away from Zimran and begins inspecting the bugbear and its surroundings seemingly not interested in the fight to come.

Dr Catriona: Catriona speaks in a somewhat gnome-ish dialect and affectation.
"Mobile. Predatory. Mindless."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra hups up out of the channel and charges towards the zombies!

Zimran Ibanez: "Mmmm. Poetry good doctor, pure poetry." Zimran scribles some more before he sees the others move ahead.

Westra Goldbrook: She shoots a look at Wolfe ...after both zombies fall

Dr Catriona: "...uh....huh?" she says, brows pushing together, not understanding him... but then turning to view the conflict ahead.

Levinath (GM):Two zombies collapse at Westra's assault. As they fall she sees a glowing green orb above the large forge. It turns to her and lets out a ghastly howl as all the zombies turn towards Westra.

Wolfe: "Let's see if you can go through one fight without getting knocked out!" He yells up after her boasting.

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Sixxy
Mike

Wolfe: Wolfe leaps up and throws a hand-axe at the glowing green orb. HUH!!!

It is Flaming Skull's turn   

Levinath (GM):The skull lets out a howl and sends a blast of green flame at the trio.

Zimran Ibanez: Hearing a comotion ahead Zimran rounds the corner of the aqueduct and kips up the wall quickly, staying behind the warrior woman.

Wolfe: A huge boooooooom lands right amidst the Watch. Wolfe ducks low, currently on fire and swearing.
"Raithe, Cat, shoot that fucking thing out of the sky!"

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Wolfe:

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran barely scrambled behind the structure next to him, but the heat from the fiery blast still burned.

Wolfe: "Hey! The Forge is glowing the same color as the skull!"
"Maybe it's connected to it!"

Dr Catriona: (nothing)

It is Zombie's turn   

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Raithe Moonstrike:

Westra Goldbrook: "Find cover!" she calls to the ranged fighters, before slashing at the mass of approaching zombies.

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe gets out of the trench, nocks his arrow, and fires at the flaming skull!

Dr Catriona: She runs up within the trench then ducks her silly blonde head out to use the Phantasmitron 2000 to make a minor illusion hologram of a fat dwarf
Then she drops prone, out of sight.
✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Dr Catriona: Can I put it on top of that... machinery?
(No next to Raithe)
(So zombies will have to climb to get him)
(whatever wastes time for them)

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: ((but there is Helpless Dwarf Meat!))

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Westra Goldbrook: Westra chooses to head for the skull, cutting a path through its zombie minions to get there.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a deep breath, recentering himself. He then reaches his hand out to grab the Zombie by it's face and shoves it away. It flails at him and gnaws sluggishly at his hand and he moves forward, throwing his second axe at the flaming skull. "FUCK OFF!"

Dr Catriona: "Wow! That was better than the Captain!"

Wolfe: It chips at the side of it's flaming face.

Dr Catriona: Catriona sees it all.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran stumbles into the pit, hoping to avoid the fiery blasts and the attention of the zombies. He then let out a clear whistled fey tune, lighting enemies in a glow.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe will aim and fire at the skull again, then close the distance from his side of the gorge.

Levinath (GM):An arrow blasts the bottom half the jaw from the skull, it begins to laugh maniacally, the sound sends a chill down your spines.

Dr Catriona: "Duck, Mister Ibanez!"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran ducks.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra continues her charge towards the skull and attacks it with fervor, hoping to spare the party from another blast of painful fire.

Dr Catriona: She will actually duck as well, using full cover.

Dr Catriona: After using her BOOMER to blast the zombie's torso wide open.

Westra Goldbrook: When her polearm butt smacks into the creature, Westra calls on divine power to make it hurt.
When the weapon connects, the skull explodes in a shower of greenish fire and bone.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Sixxy
Mike

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran calls from the water channel, "Is anyone hurt?"

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Westra Goldbrook: "Singed but alive!" she calls back, looking to the others to verify

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm good!"

GIZMO-2: The clockwork owl hoots and beeps at Raithe then flies over one of the zombies, distracting it, before flying away.
(Help to Raithe)
✔ End of Turn ✔

Wolfe: "I'll be fine once I beat the shit out of these fuckin' zombies!"
"Good work, Westra!"

It is Zombie's turn   

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran scurries out of the channel again and fires a readied bolt at the nearest zombie. Hearing Westra call out first, Zimran smiled, "Waukeen's blessings Captain."

Levinath (GM):A fleshless hand grabs Zimran's leg, as three zombies laying around him come back to life.

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Levinath (GM):

Wolfe: "We need the Dwarf up here to fix this damn Forge, or something! It's till glowing with flames!"
"Or dispel it or.. OOF."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran yells as several sets of hands pummel his legs.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks around for more shit to hit.

Dr Catriona: Cat blows away the Zombie that tried to make lunch of the bard, but that is obviously not enough.

Levinath (GM):The glowing embers seem to die in potency as the skull is vanquished, though they still active.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: "Why are you all right in the middle of their number?"

Dr Catriona: "Mister Ibanez, can you extract yourself?"

Zimran Ibanez: "This wasn't my intention Doctor!"

Wolfe: Wolfe cleaves one in half then moves over to distract the zombies from Zimran. "Hey, closest corpses, right here!"

Dr Catriona: Catriona slaps her forehead as Wolfe replaces the bard in the middle of the zombiefest.

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy
GIZMO-3: ✔ End of Turn ✔

It is Zombie's turn   

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran slips out from between the zombies and hides.
GIZMO-3: Gizmo just keeps Raithe company for now.

Levinath (GM):The zombie below Wolfe begins to move, though his boot is firmly planted on its head and arm.
Another zombie comes alive in the pit, and tries to reach for the Doc.

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Raithe Moonstrike:

Levinath (GM):Raithe finds there is a pile of green glowing embers sitting in the bottom of the forge, they appear to just be normal embers of a fire so far Raithe can tell. They give off an unnaturally warm heat for the small pile that is in there forge.
The embers sizzle and the green glow fades out in moments, the zombies falling prone as it happens.

Wolfe: "Good job, Raithe!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I had no idea if that was going to work. Thank Mask!"

Dr Catriona: ((but Mask is in a sword!))

Levinath (GM):"Oy ye lot! I found sum'in back der in da rocks! Ey, where did ye go?" A voice calls from the bottom of the trench.

Westra Goldbrook: Once the zombies fall (for good), Westra takes a moment to tend to her wounds. (Lay on Hands)

Zimran Ibanez: "Everything clear? Zimran asks as he checks the gashes along his legs

Westra Goldbrook: "Well done, Raithe."

Dr Catriona: "You look very damaged."
She says to Zimran.

Nundro Rockseeker: 5

Dr Catriona: "Do you need some goodberries?"

Nundro Rockseeker: Thunp "Oye!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Thanks, Westra. But what do we do with this thing now?"

Westra Goldbrook: Only afterwards does she notice how banged up the bard looks.

Zimran Ibanez: The coughs, "Thanks for the observation Doc."

Westra Goldbrook: "Here, use this," she says, offering him a healing potion.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over and helps the Dwarf up.
"Think we found what you were lookin' for."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Thanks Lord Wolfe. I found ye these gauntlets." He hands Wolfe a pair of seemingly good condition silver gauntlets. They seem to be for a being much larger than a someone Wolfe's size.

Zimran Ibanez: "My thanks Captain," Zimran says with a smile before gulping down the potion.

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts an eyebrow at the gauntlets that look like they were made for an ogre. "Uh.. thanks. Where did you find these?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches the bard skeptically, and says, "Are you well? You seem a bit peaked still."

Dr Catriona: The flaxen haired half elf offers the Zimran 5 goodberries for 5 HP. That leaves her with 5 for the day.

Nundro Rockseeker: "I noticed sumpun wasn't settled clean on da rocks back there, checked it out."

Wolfe: "Huh. Thanks Nundro."
He drops the gauntlets into the Bag of Holding to check out later.

Nundro Rockseeker: He gives Wolfe a smile and nod.

Zimran Ibanez: "I can use a bit of magic to aid myself, but who knows what further dangers lie ahead" the bard nods to Westra before accepting the berries the Doctor offered."

Wolfe: "We found the spell forge, I think."
"Was bein' used to make zombies."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe uses the flat of his dagger to pull one of the embers from the forge and study it.

Dr Catriona: "Here, consume these one at a time. They should promote some accelerated rejuvenation.

Nundro Rockseeker: The Dwarf takes a few minutes to look at the forge, walking around it slowly.

Dr Catriona: "How did you know what to do?" she says to Raithe with scientific curiosity.

Zimran Ibanez: "ummm" Zimran smiles sheepishly after consuming all five at one time.

Wolfe: "Here. Zim."

Nundro Rockseeker: "The legends say the forge was...." He looks to Zimran and says 'enchanted' in dwarven."

Wolfe: Wolfe draws out the giant guantlets and hands them to the Bard. "Can you check these out?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I didn't. But it was forge. I figured dousing the fire would help...if it didn't kill us."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks up at the half-orc, "I believe those are called gauntlets."

Dr Catriona: "Exemplary um.. thinking. Glad the real you was around this time."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra coughs to hide a chuckle.

Dr Catriona: "Who knows how much other things you could have spared us from." she says, trying to make a joke.

Wolfe: "Thanks buddy."
"I was sayin if they're magical."

Zimran Ibanez: "Any time!"

Wolfe: "Or if they're just fuckin gauntlets."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks a bit sheepish. "Yeah...or how many other people could have been spared."

Nundro Rockseeker: He continues....."This is a fine forge of Dwarven make, but I see nuttin that says it has any magic in it."

Dr Catriona: "But its dousing extinguished the energy that powered the corpses."
"If that is standard faire for dwarven forges, I am afraid I am in the wrong industry."

Zimran Ibanez: "Oh I don't specialize in identifying objects of power. I suppose if i had some time to look closer. at least an hour or so I could tell you more. Maybe."

Wolfe: "Oh wait. Doc's WEENIS... heh.. heh... heh."
Wolfe stows the gauntlets.
"Nevermind, then."
He walks back over to the others. "So, not it?"

Nundro Rockseeker: He shrugs. "Da books say it had magical text carved into the forge, and it was powered by some ancient artifact."

Wolfe: "So. Not it."
"We got any potions left?"

Zimran Ibanez: "So this is just an incredibly well made dwarven forge that after centuries of being dormant still glows warm? good to know."

Dr Catriona: "And powers the walking dead."

Zimran Ibanez: The bard scribbles more notes.

Dr Catriona: She examines the pieces of flameskull.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tosses Wolfe the last potion.

Wolfe: Wolfe grabs it and drinks it down like it was some sweet, sweet hard liquor. 6

Westra Goldbrook: Though his use of "we" annoys her.

Nundro Rockseeker: The barricade to the west appears to have been built hastily and recently to all those near it. There is a hallway leading south, one to the east and the channel moves back into the wall a little to the north east.

Wolfe: "Me and Zim are a little beat up still, but if we don't wanna stop I think we're good for one more brawl as long as it's nothin' like the Spider."

Dr Catriona: Catriona gives the forge her own investigation while people are debating things.

Wolfe: "Worse comes to worse we run away, regroup, come back."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I agree with Wolfe."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods. "Onward, then."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Dis doesn't look like the normal coal for the forge." The dwarf peeks in the bellows but doesn't touch anything. "Da crystalization on it doesn't match natural coal, look." He points to a pile of coal next to the forge covered in dust.
No one is able to discern what difference he is actually talking about.

Dr Catriona:
Same as Nundro.

Nundro Rockseeker: Seems to just be a normal, albeit large forge.

Dr Catriona: ((Eating all 5 goodberries at once makes Zimran burp randomly for the next hour. I DECREE IT))

Wolfe: Wolfe recollects his hand-axes.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 06, 2018, 03:16:34 PM
Session 24

Dungeon Lord (GM): The Watch, having slain a flameskull and mass of zombies, discover what they thought to be the Spellforge was in fact not.

Dr Catriona: "It looks mundane to me. I just cant figure out why it was connected to the undead."
She then circles the forge, seeing if the forge is connected to anything. Pipes or whatever dwarven muckety muck.

Nundro Rockseeker: "Coud it 'ave just been a magic spell of dat floating skull?"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran rests against a wall, tending to his wounds.

Dungeon Lord (GM): The forge is connected to the bellows which is connected to the broken water wheel.

Westra Goldbrook: "Someone situated that creature there as a guardian for some purpose," Westra guessed, as she made her way to the Bard. He'd healed her considerably earlier, and she took the opportunity to offer him help in return, now that he looked a little.. .singed. "Here," she offers, extending a hand towards his shoulder. "Allow me to pray with you. It will help."

Dungeon Lord (GM): The water wheel has been nearly eradicated by the long past battle. Its gears are destroyed and most of the paddles are rotted or broken off.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran smiled in return to Westra before taking her extended hand, "Why certainly." He bowed almost reverently.

Dr Catriona: "If it was, how was it controlling the undead after it exploded.?"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe stepped away from the party to investigate a nearby passage, wanting to make sure that an ambush wasn't coming at them.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra bowed her head and prayed silently, seeking diving healing for the wounded Bard.

Nundro Rockseeker: shrugs

Wolfe: "None of this shit makes sense."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods at his thanks, and then steps away to tend to her own ills.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Moonstrike, perhaps we should let the captain try to detect undead about?" she says towards the disappearing thief.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Raithe can see a group of zombies that seem to be meandering near the bend in the path. They don't seem to notice him as they stand idly.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Well, I can tell you that there are zombies that way. That's for certain."

Dr Catriona: "How do we know this forge won't reactivate, raising these bodies once more?"

Zimran Ibanez: Renewed by the Captain's healing, Zimran pushed himself up from the wall and looked over where the others were discussing the state of the forge with only passing interest.

Westra Goldbrook: Still sore from the recent bout with zombies, Westra pulls a healing potion from her pack and uncorks it. Before drinking it, though, she catches wolfe out of the corner of her eye, looking a bit haggard. She hesitates.
For too long, really.
and then corks it and crosses the room towards the half-orc.

Westra Goldbrook: "Here," she says, from behind him, and passes the thing off before heading towards Raithe.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe points down the eastern path when Westra arrives, showing her where the zombies are.

Wolfe: "Thanks Princess."

Nundro Rockseeker: Nundro grabs a shovel and moves the still smokey charcoal from the forge, dumping it in a pile to the side. "If der ain't no fuel, perhaps it won't."

Wolfe: Wolfe drinks the healing potion, oblivious to Westra's struggle of faith
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it obviously lacks the power of his regular beverages of choice

Dr Catriona: "Good idea, Mister Rockseeker."
"Would be quite the bother to be leaving and walk into a party of these buggers."

Nundro Rockseeker: He seems pleased with the Doctor's praise and gives her a nod.

Westra Goldbrook: "Still, we shouldn't leave them for someone else to contend with," she says, eyeing the path to the east. She then looks back to the party. "Everyone ready to clean up a bit?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Ready when you are, Cap."

Zimran Ibanez: "Ummm, Clean up? There's hardly a place to draw a bath."

Wolfe: "Sure."
"Who minds gettin a lil dirty, here and there?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses and, taking heed of the Doctor's suggestion, allows her Divine Sense to inform her of the nature of the foes down that tunnel.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Westra's nose picks up the scent of decay and undeath. She can sense zombies and ghouls in the path ahead.

Dungeon Lord (GM): 3 ghouls and a zombie horde

Westra Goldbrook: "Ghouls as well as zombies," she warns

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran rolls his eyes, "Glad I brought my yarting..."

Westra Goldbrook: "Your what?"

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over slowly, drawing Talon as he goes and settling both hands upon the grip.
"After you, Princess."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran lightly taps on his six-stringed instrument. A more curvaceous type of lute made of fine wood.

Dr Catriona: ((thought it had the 6 colored guitar hero buttons tho))

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe draws his bow and nocks an arrow, ready to provide cover fire.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eyes the musical instrument and nods in understanding - albeit skeptical understanding. Then her lips press together in a displeased expression towards Wolfe. "Never let them say you're not a chivalrous creature, Wolfe," she murmurs, sarcastically.

Dr Catriona: "Remember that zombies lack in intellect."

Westra Goldbrook: And then heads into the tunnel

Dr Catriona: "Ghouls, I imagine not..."

Zimran Ibanez: "It's a joke amongst bards that the undead are terrible art critics."

Wolfe: "I never do."
It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
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Zimran Ibanez:

Dungeon Lord (GM): Zimran's arrow knocks the head off one of the zombies.

It is Wolfe's turn   
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Wolfe:

Turn   

Dr Catriona: "Wow, you know how to use that device." she says to Zimran, not having noticed him being effective with a crossbow.

Nundro Rockseeker: "What're ye lot doin?"
He helps the doc.

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "Careful Mister Rockseeker."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Careful yeself Lass!"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran fires his hand crossbow almost blindly into the walking mass of flesh in front of them. He then turns to his yarting and gives it a quick strum before offering a wink to Westra.

Dr Catriona: Unlatching her gun she aims into the dark, shambling horde.

Nundro Rockseeker: "Oy dats a might fine piece ye have der!"

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔

Nundro Rockseeker: Another zombie is burned to a crisp

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
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Wolfe: Wolfe moves in and slashes at the zombie horde but his cracked rib causes him to wheeze in pain at the worst time.

Dr Catriona: The hallway lights up in azure illumination as a projectile fires between the frontline and collides with a deadite.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lunges forward to do what she does best (besides falling into holes).

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
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Westra Goldbrook: Decayed and decaying body parts are slung in several directions as Westra slashes through the shambling horde. "Vile creatures!"

Wolfe: "Well... at least those fuckers are out of the way."

Westra Goldbrook: "More ahead," she intones, lunging deeper into the tunnel

Dungeon Lord (GM): As Westra moves into the room, a fog covers the ground. She can make out three ghouls to the south, their heads turn sickly sideways and stare at her as she approaches.

Dr Catriona: ✔ End of Turn ✔


Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Dungeon Lord (GM): The Ghoul's maw opens and lets out a loud disgusting scream. The others follow in turn.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves in and slahes heavily through the Ghoul's scabberous chest, making a brand new opening for it to scream through.

Dungeon Lord (GM):
Nundro moves up, dagger in hand, but he stays back and helps Raithe.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Rockseeker! There are bad things in front!"

Nundro Rockseeker: "Lass I cann't stand behind yet curtails all day long!"

Dr Catriona: "You can, it is permitted!"

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona: "Oh nerts. You've got me worrying now."

Dungeon Lord (GM): More screams, exactly the same as those outside can be heard from the inside of the dilapidated building directly in front of the group.

Westra Goldbrook: Slashy. Slashy.
Westra tears mercilessly through the nearest ghoul, then turns to find more targets!

Westra Goldbrook: "If you're not going to dispatch those, I can assist," she taunts Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Can you assist with this itch I have on my left nut?"

GIZMO-3: Gizmo flashes lights from his owl eyes to help Raithe!

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

GIZMO-3: "Breep Hooot Zeeeeeep."

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course!" She twirls her halberd around so the blade's towards him. "Come."

GIZMO-3: (help action)

Wolfe: "I'm seeing why Rutherford sent you out of the city, Princess."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. He could cull his own foes."
"I'm more needed here by far."

Wolfe: "Right, we got pits that need fillin' out here."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe nocks and fires another arrow, landing it in the ghoul's shoulder.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ah! See, look even the Bard sees the need to help," she says, oddly cheerful.

Wolfe: Wolfe cuts the head clean off the Ghoul in front of him. "Of the two of us, who's died more often, Westra?"

Westra Goldbrook: "I can't say, since you perpetually smell as though you're three days expired."

Nundro Rockseeker: Nundro helps Raithe again. "There is one there behind the corner laddie!" He points.

GIZMO-3: "I do not think the ghouls care for this conversation."

Dr Catriona: says doc.

Wolfe: "Hah, if you think you smelled like roses in the crypt you're even more delusional than I thought."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran rests his arm over Nundro's shoulder, "Steady please Master Nundro." His bolt flies true into the ghoul in front of Wolfe before the brute cuts the creature's head off.

Dungeon Lord (GM): The remaining ghoul lets out another loud scream that is echoed inside the building again.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Westra Goldbrook: "Well done, Doctor. That contraption of yours is quite useful."

Dr Catriona: The blue fire collides with the ghouls midsection and erupts into a full on inferno over the creature's body, burning it down to a skeleton.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran marvel's at the doctor's strange boom stick.

Dr Catriona: "Um, sometimes. When it works."

Zimran Ibanez: "Right then, that was easy. Where to next?"

Dungeon Lord (GM): Glittering minerals in the ceiling of this large cavern catch the light and send it back to create the impression of a starry night sky. Dozens of skeletons,many crushed under fallen debris-are scattered across the floor. The cave is large enough that it contains two freestanding structures. Each of these stone buildings is proportioned for human use, as opposed to the dwarf-sized doorways and furnishings you've seen elsewhere in the mines. Both structures have battered and blackened masonry walls, their double doors cracked and scorched. The cavern is divided by an escarpment, into which a flight of stairs has been cut. Passages lead out of this area to the north, south, and west. The entire cavern is covered by a light fog.

Wolfe: "Good job, Doc." Wolfe calls over his shoulder toward Cat.

Nundro Rockseeker: "I cann't see me own beard in ere!"

Dr Catriona: "I am sure it is still very stout and bushy."

Nundro Rockseeker: He walks into the back of the Doctor. "Oy! Sorry Lass!"

Dr Catriona: She contemplates if that was intentional...
Nundro Rockseeker will never tell.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks around at the cavern, momentarily pleased by the strange etherealness of it before she snaps back to business and begins inspecting the structures. "What a strange place this is turning out to be."
"Master Rockseeker, what are these structures?" she asks, hoping he'd have some insight into the mines.

Dr Catriona: The Doctor scratches in charlk on the door "Forge #1 / Skull Monster" before they leave the opening of that chamber.

Wolfe: "Hey. I remember that smell.. We're close to where that slime fucked you up, Princess."

Dr Catriona: Gizmo can guide you, Mister Rockseeker." She sets the owl on his shoulder.

Nundro Rockseeker: "Thank ya Lass." Though he doesn't sound particularly as pleased with that idea.

Dr Catriona: "I have a strange feeling here."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, noticeably, does not respond.

Dr Catriona: "The air has some kind of variance in energy."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I'm gonna look around over here, just to make sure we don't get jumped by more zombies." Raithe said.

Nundro Rockseeker: The double doors on the southern structure also appear charred and black as if damaged by some explosion, or magic.

Westra Goldbrook: "What kind of variance?" she asked, the doctor, curious.

Dungeon Lord (GM): The doors hinges appear to be melted from some blast. Westra can probably force them open.

Dr Catriona: "Its like when you are near a person with perfume that is a bit too strong, that you wonder if it is you or them... and just feel uneasy not knowing and you cant just go up and sniff them to confirm your suspicions..."
"Its a feeling like that, but arcana."

Wolfe: "Need me to take care of that, Princess?" Wolfe walks over to settle next to Westra.

Dr Catriona: "No offense, Mister Ibanez."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra aims the heel of a heavy boot at what she guesses to be the weakest part of the doors, hoping to kick them open.--at least, she prepares to do so, but pauses at Cat's description.

Wolfe: "Chivalry, all that. Don't need you gruntin and smellin like me beneath all that armor."

Westra Goldbrook: But then wolfe walks up, and she continues.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Westra gives the door a strong kick and it folds in with a loud creek in protest.

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker gets startled.

Zimran Ibanez: "Offense over what doctor?" The half-elf perked up. He had not been paying attention, instead marveling at the cave.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Dust, ash, walls blackened by fire, and heaps of debris beneath the sagging ceiling show that this room was damaged by a destructive blast. The furnishings-tables, chairs, bookshelves, beds-are charred or splintered, but otherwise well preserved. A scorched iron chest stands near the foot of one of the beds.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra enters the room, takes stock, and is drawn to the iron chest.

Zimran Ibanez: "Wonder what's going on up there?" Zimran points to Westra and Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Hey! We found some actual loot!"

Dungeon Lord (GM): It feels substantially colder inside the room.

Westra Goldbrook: "I do not like this room," she says, noticing the chill.

Wolfe: "Feels about as inviting as your personality."

Mormesk: A blade shadow floats up from the back of the room. "Your presence is offensive to me, your life forfeit. My treasures are mine alone, not yours to plunder!"

Wolfe: "Oh.. uh..."
"I didn't know this place was occupied..."

Dr Catriona: "That does not sound like a nice person." she says.

Westra Goldbrook: "Who.. or what... are you?" she asked, taking a step back from the apparition.

Chaltesha: "Love, do not be rude to our guests. It has been so long." Another voice sounds before a beautiful ghost of a woman appears next to Wolfe, giving him a warm smile."

Westra Goldbrook: "What in the name of Helm..." she murmurs, looking between the two specters.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, I really don't like where this is going."

Chaltesha: She runs ice cold transparent fingers along Wolfe's arm. "Such a might one, this one."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks between the two, confused. He pulls his arm back as one of them touches his arm. "Hey!"

Dr Catriona: "Mister Rockseeker, stay where you are. Gizmo will let you know if danger approaches. It seems there is an...umm.. disturbance up ahead." she warns and creeps on forward.

Mormesk: He clears his throat in visible annoyance. "Why do you disturb us?!"

Wolfe: "Sune's tits your hand's colder than Westra's snatch."

Nundro Rockseeker: "What kind is it Lass?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We seek to rid these mines of the ghouls and zombies that have infested it. Who are you? Why are you here?"

Wolfe: "We're just passin through, buddy. Clearin out the Drow and all their minions."

Chaltesha: She gives him a pouty face and floats back over to the Shadow.

Dr Catriona: "Nothing good." she says, watching from the distance.

Mormesk: "I am Mormesk Ghoatem and this has been our home for over half a millennia. We were slain by the orcs that invaded the mines." He looks to Wolfe as he finishes. "Drow?"

Wolfe: "Yeh, They were in charge of the Orcs and the Hobgoblins and Goblins nearby."

Chaltesha: "Only undead and Spectators around these parts Sugar."

Wolfe: "Like... Voyeurs?"

Mormesk: "He has Drow in his charge now? This cannot stand." His hand floats through his chin as he attempts to rub it.

Westra Goldbrook: "He who?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Who was the Orc that took over this place when you were here?"

Mormesk: "You simple minded fool. Spectators, a guard for the spellforge summoned by a fool of a wizard near 500 years ago."

Westra Goldbrook: "So the forge is near, then," she murmurs.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Did he just call me simple-minded?"

Chaltesha: "Ohhh, I didn't see you back there lovely." She winks at Raithe.

Mormesk: He looked to each of the Watch. "Yes it is near, if you could dispose of that bothersome Spectator for me, I would perhaps allow you all to leave with your lives and even, perhaps have a portion of my belongings."

Wolfe: "How fuckin' generous of you."

Westra Goldbrook: "Who is the 'he' to whom you referred?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wait. The dead guy is threatening us?"

Westra Goldbrook: "You said it wouldn't stand that 'he' employed Drow."

Chaltesha: She disappears from sight and reappears between Raithe and Zimran, her fingers running along the elf's scalp. "All kinds of handsome fellows in this troop."

Raithe Moonstrike: "I just want to make sure I'm hearing this right."

Westra Goldbrook: She holds up a hand towards Raithe, silently begging patience for a moment.

Raithe Moonstrike: He Raithe draws back a little. "Hey, beautiful. Give an elf some warning before you do that?"
"The whole popping-out-of-thin-air thing, I mean."

Mormesk: "Bisleb Vzzit Grblorb Frashaba, the spectator that is controlling the undead and making our lives insufferable!"
"All day! Ghouls screaming and destroying the house!"
He huffs.

Wolfe: Wolfe winces.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran bows slightly to the lady ghost, "How kind of you my lady to notice us, what with all the scrapes and cuts we've endured."

Wolfe: He reaches into his belongings for the flask and takes a hit.
"If we're gonna go on and fight some crazy shit, how about we take a little rest while we interview our hosts here."
"Ya'll don't mind, do ya?"

Chaltesha: "You should stick around for a few centuries, dear." She whispers to him. "Would be fun."

Dr Catriona: . o O ( But Half orcs have notoriously short life spans... )

Zimran Ibanez: "Well if we're to be guests, then perhaps our hosts would care for some music?"

Westra Goldbrook: "But why are you still here?" she asks Mormesk.

Mormesk: "I warn you, duplicity is unacceptable. If you agree to my proposition, we would be pleased to extend our hospitality."

Dr Catriona: Catriona begins to think everyone is charmed.

Mormesk: He turns towards Westra his mood souring. "We are here because we must be."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Do you guys think we should just set up camp outside? This is a little weird."

Wolfe: "We're not bein duplicitous, buddy. We just fought a bunch of shit to get here."

Chaltesha: She gives Raithe a pouty face. "But you were going to stay in my bed!"

Wolfe: "We got no beef with you and we're not thieves."
"We can sit here and rest up and talk, and go kill this monster thing."
"And if you wanna give us something for it, great."

Dr Catriona: Catriona approaches Nundro and lets him know its her, in the dark. "I think they are attempting to set up a tea party with some... ghosts."

Zimran Ibanez: The bard begins to play a light tune on his yarting, hoping to calm the mood of the male ghost, "No need for any of us to get upset now. Let's simply chat, enjoy some music."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Whoa! Hold on a sec. I'm spoken for, Miss. My lady carries a cannon that shoots ice and fire." Raithe said, stepping back just a bit.

Mormesk: "I do believe we have an accord then." He nods. "Chait!" He gives her a head nod and she seems disappointed by dutifully quits playing with Raithe.

Nundro Rockseeker: "Gh..ghosts? Mayhaps I will stay be ye curtails on second thought!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Where is the forge? I saw a set of stairs not far from here, is that the path to this Spectator?"

Mormesk: "The building to the North, up the stairs."
"Ugh, this fog is ruining the drapes!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Can you tell us anything about this sentinel? I've never heard of a Spectator before. What manner of creature is it?"

Mormesk: He tries to wipe off the completely rotten wool, a piece of it falls off as he does.
He turns back to Westra. "It is just a manner of lesser beholder. A simple guardian for any wizard to summon."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, who saw what chaos the Beholder of Neverwinter's chasm wreaked, looked unhappily surprised.

Mormesk: "That idiot Zrell." He says offhandedly, going back to tending the curtains.

Chaltesha: She floats over one of the beds and watches.

Nundro Rockseeker: The dwarf stays uncomfortably close to the Doc and watches the rest of the group with the ghosts warily.

Dr Catriona: "They are really taking their time..." she says, awkwardly.

Nundro Rockseeker: "At least I we are safe Lassie!"

Dr Catriona: "Well. I think that building a few feet away is full of ghouls."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Could I...uh...maybe..take a yonder at that boom stick?" He looks at her waist.

Dr Catriona: She hands it over to him.
"Its not exactly functional for anyone but me."

Nundro Rockseeker: He looks down the barrel and inspects it thoroughly. "Where is ye firing pin?" He seems very confused. "And what kind of munition do ye use?"

Dr Catriona: "I removed it as it wasn't necessary. I was trained on arquebus and so I use it for, familiarity when I focus my energy."

Westra Goldbrook: "Is the Spectator the source of this fog?" she asked, Mormesk

Dr Catriona: "I am the ammunition."

Wolfe: "That sounded a little bad-assed, Doc." Wolfe says from his seat, nursing his flask.

Mormesk: He nods. "I believe there is a high probability of that, it has only been here for around two hundred years. Since the undead started appearing."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Ye energy?" The dwarf appears confused again as he hands the not-a-gun back.

Dr Catriona: ((Wolfe has superman hearing, confirmed))
Taking back the ornamental weapon, she shows Nundro her han where her veins glow beneath her skin.

Westra Goldbrook: "This place just keeps getting more and more odd..." she murmurs, as she moved back into the hall.

Nundro Rockseeker: Nundro big eyes the doc's hand.

Chaltesha: "Farewell Lovelies! Come back and see me again!" She says as they move to depart.

Dr Catriona: She shrugs a little to the dwarf, and adjusts her glasses, even though he cant see her all that well.
"Oh, they are still alive!"

Mormesk: "Of course they will be back you daft woman, unless they are murdered."

Wolfe: "Did you think we were dead?"
"You didn't even check on us?"

Chaltesha: "Don't you call me daft! I will not stand for it!"

Mormesk: "What will you do? Not talk to me for another century?"

Chaltesha: "Maybe two! You insensitive jerk!"

Dr Catriona: "I did, but you seemed to be... fraternizing.."

Dungeon Lord (GM): They argument trails off as the group moves away.

Westra Goldbrook: "Here," Westra says, looking back towards where the party was dragging. "There were noises from this door. I suggest we clear the room before proceeding upstairs."

Dr Catriona: "And I wanted to keep Mister Rockseeker safe."

GIZMO-3: "Bruuuuuuuuuup..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra kicks in the door.

Dr Catriona: She is startled again.

Westra Goldbrook: She looks like too much of a badass to stop entering rooms that way, tho. #sorrydoc

Dungeon Lord (GM): The area inside this room is heavy obscured with even thicker fog, you can make out what appears to be some kind of green glow from the doorway but nothing else that can be identified from the door.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses, and once again reaches for the Divine Sense to tell her more

Dungeon Lord (GM): Westra senses four ghouls in the room.

Zimran Ibanez: "She's like a beautiful battering ram... Something, something, rhyme with ram..." Zimran sings

Westra Goldbrook: "More green fire, and more ghouls," she observes. "Somewhere."
She steps cautiously into the room

Wolfe: "Get ready for some crazy shit."

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker removes her glasses and puts on some funky steampunk goggles.

Dungeon Lord (GM): A moment passes in silence, then a chorus of screams ring out.

Zimran Ibanez: "Ooo they have a chorus!"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, that would definitely drive down the property values in the area."

Dr Catriona: "I have a bad feeling about this."

Wolfe: "I'm feelin pretty good."
"I'm a lil' buzzed."

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
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Raithe Moonstrike: "Okay. Nothing over there."

Dr Catriona: "Why not bring the ghouls to the phantoms and let them all fight..."

Zimran Ibanez: "I'll find something to rhyme with ram, but for now, what's the plan?"

It is Ghoul's turn   

Westra Goldbrook:

Dungeon Lord (GM): 1

Turn   

Nundro Rockseeker: "Shoot em Doc!" (help)

It is Ghoul's turn   

Dr Catriona: "I can't shoot what I can't see,"

Nundro Rockseeker: Six red glowing dots are all that can be seen by Westra as the entire group feels itselfs covered in necrotic energy.

Wolfe: "Hey.. I feel worse than a hangover."

Nundro Rockseeker: 4
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Raithe Moonstrike:

Nundro Rockseeker:

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: (bardic too)

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
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GIZMO-3: Gizmo helps Westra and then flies away.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Dr Catriona: "Lets engage them out here!"

Bisleb Vzzit Grblorb Frashaba: Faint whispers fill your minds. "Yes yes, more, more more, you will all be mine."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Who said that?!"

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
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Dr Catriona: (Still heavily obscurred?)

Zimran Ibanez: "That doesn't rhyme with 'Ram'!"

Dr Catriona: She holds out a hand and just beyond Westra, the room is subsumed in pure cosmic blackness.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Ghoul's turn   

Nundro Rockseeker:

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: She scuttles back, wringing her fingers from the unpleasant sensation.

Wolfe:

It is Ghoul's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe moves forward and clips the Ghoul and then ducks out of line of sight of the beam-machine.

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Raithe Moonstrike:

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Sixxy
Mike

Zimran Ibanez:

Turn   

Nundro Rockseeker: "Whats going on thar Lass?"

Dr Catriona: "Best you not know!"

Nundro Rockseeker: He helps Cat and peeks around.

It is Bisleb Vzzit Grblorb Frashaba's turn   

Nundro Rockseeker: A ghastly floating skull appears from atop the structure, six glowing red spheres hover above it.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran fires quickly from the hip with his hand crossbow, unsure of exactly where he could hit the shrouded figure by Westra. "I think i got it guys," Zimran exclaimed just before the figure toppled back into the darkness with a resounding thud.

Nundro Rockseeker:

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Wolfe:

Zimran Ibanez:

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't even dodge the attack, he deflects it with his sword.

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-3: Gizmo fires some fluttery chaff in the face of Westra's enemies, using help.
Then he flies away into the dark.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:

GIZMO-3: (Advantage tho)

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: (Is spectator in Heavily Obscurred?)
She drops the darkness...

Dungeon Lord (GM): The voice fills your head again. "Yes yes, you will help me protect the forge! No one! No one can assault it!"

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔
It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe gets right under the fucker.
It goes up and he catches it once it comes down.

It is Ghoul's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Wolfe: He then runs around the corner to stand next to Cat. "Hey Doc. Times like these I wish I had a boomer too."

Dr Catriona: Catriona is startled. "Ah!"

Wolfe: "Ah! Don't shoot!"
"Don't shoot me, rather."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes aim at Frashaba, attempting to put an arrow in one of his eye sockets. Or a mouth. Or somewhere that it'll really, really, hurt.

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Sixxy
Mike

Nundro Rockseeker: "Lassie! Where did ye go?"

Dr Catriona: "Come towards my voice, Mister Rockseeker. Quickly!"

Zimran Ibanez:

Turn   

Nundro Rockseeker: He charges around the corner and runs into Wolfe, nearly knocking him over! "Ahh!"

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-3: Gizmo helps Raithe.

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: She takes a deep breath and holds her hand out again...

Dungeon Lord (GM): The voice fills your head again. "Yes my minions! come forth and feast! Feast on the living!"

Dr Catriona: "The captain looks to be in real peril. Locked in place."

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: "The ghouls will take advantage"

Wolfe: Wolfe moves into the room and cleaves the Ghoul in half. He looks at the paralyzed Paladin, who can't respond, through the thick fog. "That's two you owe me."

It is Raithe Moonstrike's turn   
Raithe Moonstrike

Dr Catriona: The spectator suddenly erupts in blue flame, lighting up the dank halls, filling them with creepy squeals.

Raithe Moonstrike:

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Sixxy
Mike

Raithe Moonstrike: "Your mother had five eyes. Two on her stalks and three in her pocket!"

Turn   

Nundro Rockseeker: Nundro helps the doc, cuz he doesn't know better.


Bisleb Vzzit Grblorb Frashaba: "You all will serve me for eternity! Ah Ah Ah!" The sick voice says in your head.

Dr Catriona: (How rough does Spectator look?)
She brings out the Phantasmitron and puts an injured human.
That looks more tempting!

Nundro Rockseeker: "What's happening out there?"

Dungeon Lord (GM): The beholder's eyes glow towards Raithe as the fire burns the remaining skull away. The moment the spectator's form fades away the ghouls fall over prone.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 17, 2018, 11:43:45 AM
Session 25

Dungeon Lord (GM): The watch has vanquished the undead spectator and destroyed the undead infesting wave echo cavern. The doc has successfully infused Wolfe's blade with Talon's magic and the group may act from the end of the DTRP thread.

Zimran Ibanez: “Now that I have my freedom, good captain? I’m not sure I ever lost it,” Zimran says, flashing a smile.
“That said I do need to report back to Neverwinter, let them know what happened here. How about you, Captain? Back to your duties with the Flaming Fist? Or is your arm always up for hire?”

Nundro Rockseeker: Nundro gave the Doc a crisp high five and lingered near her after with little else to do. After a bit of awkward silence he said. "Perhaps ye could stay and 'elp me rebuild that place?"

Wolfe: "For the right price, sure."

Dr Catriona: Rubbing the lenses her glasses in her hands, she places them back on and looks to Nundro and wonders who he is asking.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks out of the room, placing Shokan into its sheath and sliding it onto his back. "I'm gonna check on those ghosts. Let 'em know we cleared the place out."
He then walks down toward their abode, seemingly unconcerned about any other threats that may be here.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrowed her eyes curiously at the bard's assertion that he'd never been imprisoned. She didn't argue the point, though, and instead considered his counter-question. "My task here is complete. Once we ensure the rest of this place is free of foul influence, I will likely return to Neverwinter to resume my duties to the Flaming Fist."

Wolfe: "Morm! Challa!" He didn't actually remember their names.

Dungeon Lord (GM): As the group spoke outside of the small building, the silhouette of a tall woman appeared from the cavern to the North. She was first seen by Zimran as she approached. The woman strode elegantly towards the entrance forge where the rest of the party was amassed.

Wolfe: "...Wait a minute." Wolfe squints as he sees the woman approach.

Westra Goldbrook: "Halt," Westra calls, as the stranger approaches. "Who is it there?"

Dr Catriona: "Rebuild it into what? Doesn't replenishing the arcane elements require mages?"

Wolfe: "It's that chick we freed from the Mine."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran raises his hand and gets the captain's attention, pointing out the ghost lady from earlier.

Jghara Imustreau: "Hmmm......you lot. Again." She says, striding directly next to Westra and looking down at her.

Wolfe: "Decide to come pay us for saving your ass after all?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra cuts her eyes at the RUDE BOY. ..but waits to hear the woman's response.

Jghara Imustreau: He let out a quick laugh. "Save me?" She placed a hand on her chest. "You are quite the comedian."

Westra Goldbrook: "You were imprisoned, and now you are free. Why do you linger in this place?"

Wolfe: "That's what they tell me."

Jghara Imustreau: "However, you do have my gratitude in saving me the trouble of disposing of such a filthy spectator. Such vile creatures of weak minded wizards." She returned her attention to Westra. "I shall only be a moment, Love. Then I shall be on my way."

Dr Catriona: The platinum blonde watches and listens to the interaction with the lady at the door.

Nundro Rockseeker: "Who is 'dat Lass?" Nundro whispers looking around the edge of the forge.

Dr Catriona: "No one good, I think."

Zimran Ibanez: The bard takes notes of the interaction going on between this band of adventurers and the ghost. The look in his eyes show he's already spinning a tale.

Westra Goldbrook: "Who are you? Why was the spectator a concern of yours?" Westra asks, a little bothered by the woman's familiar tones.

Jghara Imustreau: "Oh my apologize, I was in a bit of rush when we last met. My name is Jghara Imustreau." She gave a curtsy towards Westra. "The spector was of little concern, honestly, but dealing with them is always bothersome."

Wolfe: "Yeah. You're welcome."

Westra Goldbrook: "Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter," Westra replied, as if by habit, paired with a respectful nod of her head. "But who are you, Lady Imustreau? How did you come to be here?"

Jghara Imustreau: "I am only here to harness the latent energies of this place, as they are not being utilized." She looked around shaking her head at seemingly nothing. "I had forgotten how bothersome all this diety murder was."

Westra Goldbrook: "You mean Mystara?"

Jghara Imustreau: "Indeed, Love. Cyric's treachery makes this era such a bother to navigate."

Wolfe: "What an asshole, that Cyric guy."

Westra Goldbrook: "This era? Youv'e seen others?"

Dr Catriona: "What... um.. Era are you from?" she says suddenly, scientific curiosity taking charge.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs, as he realizes that talking to this woman who was weird the last time they met was now a priority. He goes and retrieves his flask, opens it up and takes a drink.

Jghara Imustreau: She gave Wolfe another smile. "At any rate." She sighed. "There is much to be done, little time for chatting. My thanks again for clearing this area, I will be done here in a moment and you all can...." She looked around. "..get back to, whatever it is you are doing."
She approached the Spellforge, pulling up the sleeves of her dress.

Dr Catriona: "Are you just going to show up every time we remove an obstacle and do as you please?"

Westra Goldbrook: "What is it that you intend to do?" Westra asked, following the woman back towards the forge.

Dr Catriona: "I mean... is that like.. a thing you do."

Nundro Rockseeker: She looks at the Doctor and gives her a wink as her hands begin to glow. A flick of the women’s wrist caused the air around the room dry, everyone was forced to cough as the moisture was sucked from them. The forge, groaned as a thick red rust began to cover it, the magical metal continued to protest her magic, but portions of it soon fell away, leaving holes where the now dying flames strained to escape.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Rockseeker" cough "Vacate the chamber."

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a deep cough, then drinks some more booze to clear it up, He pokes his head in to see the tail-end of the display. "Huh."

Dr Catriona: "After careful consideration.." cough "I've decided not to partake in the renovation of this mine.."

Nundro Rockseeker: "What is goin on?! THE FORGE!"

Dungeon Lord (GM): In less than a minute the entire forge was naught but a pile of red dust. The green flame hovered two feet atop the pile that rested on a piece of obsidian in the ground. The air of room return to normal, allowing everyone’s cotton-mouth to begin to abate. Jghara cast another spell and flame fell to the obsidian and effortlessly disappeared into the black stone as the ground began to shake.

Westra Goldbrook: "What have you--" cough "--done?"

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes go to the ceiling, trying to judge the structural integrity of the cave.
"Closed down shop forever, I think."

Westra Goldbrook: She backs out of the smaller room, and also begins to eye the structure around them.

Dungeon Lord (GM): The cave appears stable, only the ground seems to shake.

Wolfe: Shrugging, seeing as there's no danger, Wolfe goes back to drinking.

Dungeon Lord (GM): The black stone begins to rise from the ground as the floor shook. Illumination pulsed from inside a large crystal that was revealed below the black obsidian. Pieces of the ancient building fell around the party, covering them with dust and debris. The crystal stopped, protruding nearly ten feet tall, as the dirt beneath them settled. The green energies of the forge pulsed within the crystal.

Dr Catriona: Catriona's lips formed a line, somewhat despondent at the state of affairs.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran moves to get a better view of what's happening within the forge room.

Dr Catriona: "What in tarnation..."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over at the sudden crystal that came up out of the ground, his bushy eyebrows going high upon his brow in question.

Dr Catriona: (lol am I the only one trained in arcana?)

Dungeon Lord (GM): Jghara pulled a small stone from her pocket, Wolfe recognized it as the same one she removed from the necromancer in Old Owl Well. After a series of complex motions she set the stone hovering between her and the crystal before continuing with a massively complex incantation. The green energies began to flow from the crystal’s entire length, they were slowly drawn into the small hovering stone. A beam of pure energy shot from the opposite end of the stone and directly into Jghara’s chest. The woman let out a gasp, but continued her spell as the crystal grew dimmer.

Westra Goldbrook: As the woman had declined to answer any questions about her doings, and as she had done nothing to mark her as villainous (yet), Westra merely watched the strange transformation inthe room.

Nundro Rockseeker: "What is going on Lass?! What did she do to to me forge?!"

Dr Catriona: "That looks like mythal..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grunted softly, "Wizards," and shook her head.

Dr Catriona: "Its a powerful ancient warding magic."
"It looks as if she is siphoning the warding power of the Mythal here."

Zimran Ibanez: "She's drawing power out of the stone. Forge may be useless if she continues."

Dr Catriona: "I am pretty sure we are past that point, Mister Ibanez."

Nundro Rockseeker: Before the Watch’s eyes, the older woman grows younger, years faded from her as the crystal grows dark. The last strands of energy flow into the now young woman and she released the magic in the room.

Zimran Ibanez: "Let me rephrase then; Should we continue to let her draw power from the crystal?"

Dr Catriona: "I don't think we can stop a time traveling, mythal summoning, rude-woman..."

Wolfe: "Well... that's one way to get rid of the 'ol gray hair." Wolfe lifts his flask in salute toward the obviously-out-of-his-league-weird-shit.

Nundro Rockseeker: The entire process was over in a span of thirty seconds. The huge crystal cracked and collapsed upon itself into a deafening shatter before she reached out and grasped the floating stone from the air. "Invigorating." She said as she closed her eyes and breathed deep.

Wolfe: "Hey! J'Ghara!" Wolfe calls out toward the wizardress. "You got any left to spare?" He gestures to himself with a little chuckle. "I could use a couple years back."

Zimran Ibanez: "Had it been important, perhaps one of us could have shot her magic stone out," Zimran says with a shrug.
He didn't know this woman, perhaps this wasn't his problem.

Dr Catriona: The wide eyed scientist looks at Zimran. "I am not in charge....."

Jghara Imustreau: A stunning smile revealed pure white teeth towards the Orc. "Perhaps next time Love, I needed all that for myself."

Westra Goldbrook: "There was a claim laid to this forge," Westra says, once J'Ghara's transformation was complete. "And you seem to have depleted it. I trust you will compensate Master Rockseeker for the loss of his forge."

Dr Catriona: Gizmo-3's eyes get big. For an owl.

Wolfe: "Damn."
"Welp." Wolfe shrugs and lifts his flask in salute. "Had to try." Gulp Gulp.

Dr Catriona: "Yes, I agree with Captain Goldbrook. Mister Rockseeker expended considerable, irreplacable resources for this."

Jghara Imustreau: She eyed the Paladin for a moment. "Rockseeker...Rockseeker."

Dr Catriona: She then steps slightly behind the bard after making her bold claim.

Jghara Imustreau: 17

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran starts to laugh. a building chuckle that becomes full on mirth.

Jghara Imustreau: "Oh....Only one survived this time, yes?" She looked to Westra, then to the Dwarf.

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. He lost two brothers over this forge," she pointed out, skipping over the weirdness of "this time".

Zimran Ibanez: "You mean to tell me, you guys set out to claim this mine, in the process there's bandits, and drow, and capture of one very dashing bard. A party member disappears and is replaced by a spy. somewhere along the way you free this ghost and now that you've claimed the forge, she comes back and destroys all your work?"
"This whole time I've been writing an epic in my head I should have been writing a comedy!"

Jghara Imustreau: "Mmmm...perhaps in time, the debt can be paid."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes at the bard.

Dr Catriona: ((I found the person with no chill, guys! ))

Zimran Ibanez: ((You're Welcome)

Wolfe: "Naw, I didn't come here for no fuckin mine."

Jghara Imustreau: "For now, I must bid you farewell." She turns to walk towards the cavern to the North.

Westra Goldbrook: "In time?"

Wolfe: "I came down here to save a Dwarf that got kidnapped."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves to block her path.

Wolfe: "And I did that."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran continues laughing
GIZMO-3 makes a The Price is Wrong sound through its mechanical speakers.

Zimran Ibanez: He is almost out of breath, buckled laughing and pointing at the newly young woman.

Jghara Imustreau: "Love, you are impeding my departure."

Dr Catriona: "Not now." she says to the clockwork bird.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra doesn't move. While holding Jghara's gaze, she says, "Master Rockseeker, is it your desire to press this matter?"

Wolfe: "Heh. This is gonna be good." Swig.

Nundro Rockseeker: "I....uhhhh...." He looks at the two women, unsure of who is scarier. "Me bruthas did die for dis mine....."

Dr Catriona: Catriona mutters to herself, "I knew he shouldn't have come with us."

Westra Goldbrook: "Then I believe the dwarf deserves better recompense than, 'in time, perhaps'," she tells Jghara. "How do you intend to make this right, Lady Imustreau?"

Dr Catriona: (( the answer will be "With Pain!" ..watch))

Jghara Imustreau: Jghara continues to smile was Westra.

Zimran Ibanez:
Hold Person
enchantment 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Jghara Imustreau:
Wisdom
Jgahara
Ability: 23 | 28

Jghara Imustreau: As Zimran's spell fails to take hold, everyone finds themselves unable to move.

Jghara Imustreau: She leans down and taps Westra on the nose. "I do not answer." Tap. "To," Tap "You." She gives the solider a final smile before leaving through the Northern cavern.

Westra Goldbrook: "Grrrrr."

Dungeon Lord (GM): The magic fades after a loooong minute.

Dr Catriona: "Brooooopppp hoooooot."

Wolfe: Wolfe is disappointed, because he got thirsty during his paralysis.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran resumes laughing.

Wolfe: Released from his prison, he exhales slowly. "Phew."

Dr Catriona: Gizmo's head head turns 180 degreees, following the bitch out.

Wolfe: "WELP. Glad we got that straightened out."
"Sorry Nundro." He pats the Dwarf's shoulder. "Them's the breaks sometimes."

Dr Catriona: "Gah! That was not ideal!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra strains for the entire minute, and jerks free once the spell ends.

Wolfe: "Let's go see if we can salvage anything for the Dwarf."

Westra Goldbrook: "Gods-damned wizards," she grunts, annoyed.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc heads back toward ghost-home-land.

Nundro Rockseeker: He falls to the ground and sits with his hands between his legs, staring at the shatter crystal laying where the forge used to be.

Dr Catriona: Catriona walks over and hesitates... then gives Nundro an incredibly awkward pat on the shoulder.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wait here," she says to the dwarf. "I'm going to ensure the orc doesn't get himself killed."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimrans laughing quiets down as he composes himself. Seeing Nundro fall to his knees quickly sobered the bard.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Wolfe finds the room as it was earlier. The ghosts still do not appear. The large burnt chest rests at the foot of one of the beds, the bookself to the north and the mechanical construct in the pile of rubble to the south.

Westra Goldbrook: She then heads down the path Wolfe took

Nundro Rockseeker: He is unresponsive to the Doc. "They died fer nothin."

Westra Goldbrook: "Approaching the chest made them appear last time," Westra points out, when she reaches the room behind Wolfe

Zimran Ibanez: "Give him some time, Doc."

Wolfe: "Huh." Wolfe looks around slowly. "Hey! You two still around? We killed the Spectator!"
"Oh. Right." He walks over to the chest.

Dr Catriona: She chews on her lower lip some. "There was nothing you could do, Mister Rockseeker."

Westra Goldbrook: When nothing happens right away, Westra approaches the other end of the room, and begins trying to pick the construct out of the rubble to inspect it.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe takes a quick tour of the area to make sure that they aren't going to get ambushed before returning to the group.

Dungeon Lord (GM): As Westra clears the rubble, it appears to be a small mechanical construct that was fashioned to appear as a gnome.
Nothing happens as Wolfe moves near the chest.

Wolfe: "Well... If they're not here anymore." Wolfe tries to open the chest.

Dungeon Lord (GM): The chest opens.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra drags the construct free of the rubble, and sets it upright. "This seems like something the doctor would find interesting," she muses.

Wolfe: "Maybe give it to Nundro and let him pretend it's his new brother."

Dungeon Lord (GM): The chest contains a wide assortment of ancient coins along with some gems and a silver lined smoking pipe.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra scowls. "Obviously spoken by a person who's never had brothers."

Wolfe: "Nope. Never have." Wolfe runs his fingers across the coins. "But I've had family, and I never risked them for fuckin' treasure."
Wolfe closes the chest and turns to look at Westra. "Greed brought him down here, and greed got him what it gets everyone."
"Nothin'."

Dr Catriona: ((the irony))

Westra Goldbrook: "Adventure and glory have risks. You should not be so quick to judge when it was you who brought the ceiling down on your allies in search of a pithy gemstone."
"Twice!"

Wolfe: "The second time was to hurt the spider."
"Not my fault the place don't make sense."

Westra Goldbrook: She grunts and starts hauling the construct out of the room.

Wolfe: Wolfe inspects the rest of the room.

Westra Goldbrook: "you don't make sense," she grumbled sullenly as she worked.
"Doctor Wicker!" Westra calls towards the staircase as she reaches thehall.
..cause no reason to haul it up the stairs if the doc doesn't want it.

Dr Catriona: Gizmo hops several times and nears Nundro and boops his leg.
It casts cuteness.

Dr Catriona: "Ah!" She is startled by her name being called so loud. "Present!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolls her eyes and shakes her head at the startle she can hear from downstairs.

Dr Catriona: She approaches the paladin.

Westra Goldbrook: "That woman is going to give herself a stroke," she whispers. "A moment, please!" she calls. "There's something here I'd like you to look at.

Wolfe: Wolfe will collect the tomes and put them in the bag.
He looks over at the chest, shrugs, and puts that in the bag too.

Zimran Ibanez: "I suppose we should join the others," Zimran says quietly to Nundro. Honestly he doesn't feel good leaving the dwarf alone with the elf who was NOT his captor earlier.

Wolfe: Wolfe puts the books in the chest and with a grunt he lifts it up and carries it up the stairs. "Good news! We still got paid!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eyes Wolfe hesitantly. "Why not use the bag?" she asked, watching him heft the chest.

Dr Catriona: Catriona gives Wolfe the weirdest look ever, and thats something from someone who is always giving weird looks.

Wolfe: "I ain't got skinny arms and ain't afraid of work, that's why."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs and shakes her head again.

Dr Catriona: Gizmo keeps Nundro company like a comfort animal. Made of copper, iron and other unknown metals.

Wolfe: He kicks open the chest and looks over to Nundro. He nods at the treasure inside. "Take your pick, Nundro."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ah, Doctor," she says, realizing the mousey woman has appeared. "What do you make of this?" she asked, stepping aside to reveal the gnome-like construct.
"Is it something you might have a use for?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Getting paid is always good."

Dr Catriona: Her eyebrows raise and eyes em-biggen. "This was just down here?"
She examines the construct.

Westra Goldbrook: "It was in the room with the, uh... apparitions?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Half-buried under rubble. Doesn't seem to have been used in quite some time."

Nundro Rockseeker: He seems to collect himself. "No thanks Laddie....."

Dr Catriona: "Definitely dwarven crafted." she starts.

Wolfe: "No?" Wolfe raises his eyebrows at the Dwarf. "Not even a little?"

Nundro Rockseeker: "This was neva my dream...it was Gundren's. I see now it was all a mistake." The dwarf gets to his feet and lets out a final sigh before straightening his face. " ow do we get out of 'ere?"

Dr Catriona: The blonde gives the automoton a once over, thoroughly inspecting its construction. "I believe I've an 89% chance of restoring this to full functionality if given a proper allotment of time. Likely less than an hour."
"We should take it with us. It might be useful." she says.
"It can even process organic matter and convert it to energy." says the impressed nerd as she opens the front hatch of the gnomebot.

Westra Goldbrook: "Very well," she says, a touch of resignation in her voice. She then begins to carefully back the gnome up the stairs towards the others.

Dr Catriona: "You can name it since you found it, Captain! Gnomebrook? Little Cappy?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "I know what it's like, when your brother's dreams overrule yours, Nundro. Sorry about your loss." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: Catriona obviously does't realize how un-fascinating this is to Westra in the way she is acting.

Nundro Rockseeker: "I'm just ready to get out of this forsaken place."

Westra Goldbrook: "I'll," grunt "Leave that," grunt "Up to you." The paladin progresses slowly, clunk - clunk - clunking it up one step at a time.

Dr Catriona: Catriona helps Westra, if allowed to do so.

Wolfe: Wolfe will count the money in the chest while they rest!

Westra Goldbrook: "Actually, you say less than an hour?" Westra says, once she and the doctor reach the top of the stairs.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe walks over to Wolfe while he counts the money.

Westra Goldbrook: "Let's rest here a few minutes longer and let the doctor get this thing working," she suggests.

Dr Catriona: ((The rest is on? even though Nundro doesnt want?))

Dungeon Lord (GM): Nundro doesn't seem to object if the others wish to rest.

Dr Catriona: "Nundro, are you feeling up to assisting me?"

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't look up as he counts the coins. "Yeah?"

Nundro Rockseeker: "Anything for ye, Lass." That seems to cheer him up a bit.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran plays a tune.
Song Of Rest
Class: All add +1d6 to HP gained during a rest.

Dr Catriona: She figures busy hands may temporarily take his mind off more dour matters.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Hey, when we get out of here, I need 500 gold." Raithe said.

Dr Catriona: (savage)
Putting out her tinkerer's tools, she puts one some funky goggles and gets to work.

Wolfe: "I don't know... You were only here for half the trip..." He looks up at Raithe and smirks.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Not like you noticed." Raithe counters, with a grin of his own.

Wolfe: "Seems like there's enough here to share."

Dr Catriona: The bard's music is interrupted by the clanging of a hammer.
Maybe it adds a dope beat, who knows.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Nundro and the Doc are able to get the robot repaired during the rest. Using some leftover ghoul parts, they are able to fill the robot's energy reservoir to capacity.

Zimran Ibanez: The bard matches the rhythm of the clanging hammer.

Dr Catriona: THE REMIX. Gain additional inspiration.
Doctor Wicker half-grosses out Nundro by ripping off Ghoul parts and putting it in the feed-o-matic.
"Its still organic, even if necrotic!" she says, like a cheery factoid.

L.E.R.O.Y.: The robot's eyes glow yellow as some smoke puffs from an exhaust pipe on its back. "Life Extractor and Reconstitution Optimization Yordle boot sequence intiated..."

Dr Catriona: "Stupendous!"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Systems sub optimal. Maintenance required." The robot head does a full 360. "Unknown life forms observed."

Westra Goldbrook: Despite the dour situation, Westra finds her spirits lifted by the odd chorus that plays while she rests.

Dr Catriona: "...define parameters of required Maintenance."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Access Denied, user unknown. Event logs require administrative access."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran takes note of as many polysyllabic words he can. All are spelled incorrectly.

Dr Catriona: "This life form is administrator."

L.E.R.O.Y.: He focuses on the Doctor. "Please state name to reconfigure administrator."

Dr Catriona: "Doctor Catriona Valensariel Wicker."

Nundro Rockseeker: "By me beard..." The Dwarf seems impressed.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks up from loot counting to check out what all the racket is for.

L.E.R.O.Y.: The head spins several times. "Updating....updating...Greetings Mistress." He bows to Cat.

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks to see what is going on. He's not quite sure what's happening.

Dr Catriona: She makes a face. "Reconfigure admin designation alias to "Doctor."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Yes Mistress."

Dr Catriona: "Nerts."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Re calibration complete."

Dr Catriona: "Yay!"

Zimran Ibanez: "We only need to worry if the construct starts to refer to us as 'Meatbag' correct?" Zimran asks aloud.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra barks a laugh.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Warning warning.....necrotic energy source provides sub optimal performance. It also tastes bad."

Dr Catriona: "Designate all life forms other than admin, within 100 feet as allied friendly entities."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "All entities classified as allies." He begins to scan the others, though the robot stops at Wolfe. A large horn appears from the robot's shoulder and screeches. "ALERT ALERT! ORC ASSAILANT! ALERT ALERT!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe comes back to see what's happening. "What is happening?"
She covers her ears and falls on her ass

Westra Goldbrook: "The doctor is calibrating her new friend," Westra tells Raithe

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at the robot that's chirpin Orc assailant.
"Tell that fuckin' thing I ain't an Orc."

Dr Catriona: "End alert!"

Westra Goldbrook: "She's apparently informed it of Wolfe's history with her gadgets."

L.E.R.O.Y.: The screeching stops.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts.

Dr Catriona: "Designate that life form as ally."

Raithe Moonstrike: "That's....kinda creepy. I'm not sure how I feel about this thing."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran begins tapping his feet as a song begins to come to him. Using a bit of magic to amplify and change the tuning of his yarting and voice, the bard begins to play.:https://youtu.be/GDpmVUEjagg

Dr Catriona: She then leans in. "You can do that for other orcs, though."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Orc based life form alliance requires administrative override."
"Orc based life forms designated as hostile."

Zimran Ibanez:
Minor Illusion
illusion cantrip

Dr Catriona: "Override, then. From Administrator."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Yes Mistress."

Dr Catriona: "Nerts!"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "All life forms designated as friendly."

Dr Catriona: "Okay umm.. guys... it shouldn't attack you."

Wolfe: Wolfe shakes his head a little, laughing some.
"Good. We ready to get outta here, now? I'm done with sittin in a cave."
GIZMO-3 somehow, looks jealous.

Zimran Ibanez: "So again... We're all okay with the flesh eating construct following us around? This... This is normal for you all?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. I'm ready for some daylight."

Dr Catriona: She stands and brushes herself off. "It may have information, Mister Ibanez."

Wolfe: "If Cat has it under control, sure."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Self check complete. Energy reserves at 97%, time to refueling 47.65 hours.Installed modules functional. Your orders Mistress?"

Zimran Ibanez: "As long as that information isn't 'How To Serve Man' I guess I'm okay.

Dr Catriona: "Follow me until other orders are given."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Yes Doctor."

Dr Catriona: ((LOL zim))

Westra Goldbrook: "Fear not, Master Ibanez," Westra says as she rises to her feet. "The doctor will keep a wary eye on it until we're sure it's no harm."

Dr Catriona: "It is the friendliest thing we've encountered down here."

Dungeon Lord (GM): The Watch may spend some additional time within the cavern, but find no more foes or anything of major interest.

Dr Catriona: (:O)

Zimran Ibanez: "I'm pretty friendly," Zimran says with a wink to the doctor.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Yeah, let's get out of here."

Dr Catriona: "But... you laugh at the misfortune of others."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Male vitals indicate a probable desire for procreation, Mistress."

Dr Catriona: Catriona puts her hand to her face.

Zimran Ibanez: "Not at their misfortune! But the absurdity of it all. Those make for the best morality tales. Besides a good laugh can chase away any ill feeling."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra leads the others back to the surface.

Dr Catriona: The Doctor follows after Westra, avoiding eye contact with people.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran eyes the mechanical gnome, "You are not allowed to be too close to me."

L.E.R.O.Y.: The robot just looks at Zimran, but offers no response.

Wolfe: "Laugh don't help hangovers. I can tell ya that right now."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran resumes his conversation at some point of the journey with Westra about why he asked if she would be returning to her duties or still doing sellsword work:
“Reason I ask is that, I suppose I owe you for helping me leave here alive. If you were to continue on as a mercenary band, or hired adventurer, I could perhaps be of service. Sometimes information comes my way, stuff the Harpers may not be interested in, but others may find useful. Or I could offer my services in spreading word of you and your dashing band of adventurers. From what I understand, your story alone is worthy of a song.”

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe follows everyone out, knowing that Vyara got away somehow. He got lucky, for now. But it wouldn't last.

Dr Catriona: Catriona, with a spell of silence considers the matter of the time skipping super-wizard and just what her plans could be, if they were even knowable.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Mistress, my scanners have an alert."
"Orc blood alcohol content is nearing lethal levels. Based on atmospheric readings. 0.19%. According to my records, the lethal limit for orc life forms is 0.20%"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Okay, how is that thing measuring that without touching him? What sorcery is this?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We were commissioned to see to the matter of Black Spider and his ruffians that were terrorizing Phandalin and waylaying supplies from Neverwinter," Westra explained. "Now that the issue is resolved, I do not imagine this particular coterie will remain together much longer." She pauses, and resists the urge to look at anyone in particular. "We are a diverse and oft incompatible lot, you see."

Wolfe: "This fuckin' thing needs to learn how to pipe the fuck down."

Dr Catriona: The doctor is not familiar enough with alcohol to know what all has to do with anything, so says towards the unit. "Limit alerts to priority messaging for the next 8 hours."

Wolfe: "We're gonna go get settled with Fat Fuck Neverember, get paid, and get on with our lives."

Westra Goldbrook: "But," she says, looking over to the bard, "Had we another mission to complete,you would most certainly be welcome to join us. You have proven yourself quite helpful in dire situations, Master Ibanez."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Recommended Remediation: Dispense large quantities of wat......Yes Mistress."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grits her teeth and obviously bites her tongue.

Dr Catriona: "Is.. that a real name?"

Zimran Ibanez: "Ah," the bard says simply with a slight frown. "Well if I may, I'll accompany you back to Neverwinter."

Wolfe: "Lord Darguth Nevember, Cat."

Dr Catriona: "Oh... the.. other thing... would have been unfortunate."

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course," she says, with a nod to the bard.

Wolfe: "The racist piece of filth that runs Neverwinter on behalf of her Royal Scarredship Queen Tylmandra."

Westra Goldbrook: "Lord Neverember is the only reason Neverwinter survived the Chasm and its horrors," Westra countered, turning towards Wolfe

Wolfe: "As I remember that was The Regulators and the Queen. That's why he's a Lord and not a king."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Wow. That escalated quickly."

Westra Goldbrook: "They would not have had a city to assist if the Flaming Fist had not held back the tides as long as they did."

Dr Catriona: "This conversation is well beyond me."

Wolfe: "Sure. Rutherford's alright. You ain't bad, Westra. But Neverember can go choke on an ogre's cock."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Records indicate the current Monarch of Neverwinter is King Nuriendar Alagondar"

Westra Goldbrook: "That is enough!" she barks.

Dr Catriona: "Thunderation."

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a low chuckle which settles into a laugh that transitions to a cough. He then chokes it onto chuckling as he grabs his flask for more throat lubrication.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran lets out a long whistle, "That goes back quite a ways. Need to get him up to date."

Dr Catriona: "I will just have him consume the brain matter of a historian."

Westra Goldbrook: "We should stop and divide the coin and gems. I've a desire to go through Thundertree, and won't be going straight to Neverwinter."

Dr Catriona: That was the best she could do as a joke...

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran's eyes widen with horror as he looks at the doctor.

Wolfe: Wolfe laughs at Cat's jest.

Dr Catriona: She laughs and snorts. She then covers her face.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Cerebellum matter is an optimal fuel choice."

Wolfe: "Sure. Raithe wanted five hundred gold.." He turned to look at the Elf. "Why do you need five hundred gold?"

Dr Catriona: "What is Thundertree?"

Raithe Moonstrike: "Just to grease the wheels of justice while I hunt down the Drow that stole my face."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran steps further out of range of the gnome construct.

Wolfe: "It was a Doppleganger, not a Drow."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Close enough. It was a Drow when I met it."

Wolfe: "Well."

Westra Goldbrook: "It's a town east of Neverwinter," she tells the Doctor as an aside. "A lady we helped told us of some baubles hidden there she wanted us to have in thanks."

Wolfe: "While you were gone we used the money we got to resurrect Westra."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra paused and frowned. "All of it?"

Wolfe: "So, if everyone's willing to give you what's in this chest, sure." He shrugs as he pats it. "I'm fine with giving my share, as long as I get enough gold for my tab."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Ah. So that's how you did that. But I thought most of the people who could that blew up in the Spellplague?"

Wolfe: "You're welcome." He says in response to Westra's question.

Raithe Moonstrike: *who could do that

Wolfe: "We found a workaround. Care of one of your buddies, Raithe. You may not wanna go to Neverwinter, by the way."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks at Wolfe for a moment and then... ~Elvish~ "You gotta be fucking kidding me."

Wolfe: He shrugs, helplessly.

Raithe Moonstrike: "You guys didn't happen to run into a guy named Eston Ware, did you?"

Westra Goldbrook: "What workaround?"

Wolfe: "I think that was his name. Likes to smile a lot."

Dr Catriona: "And there was a man in a bush, too."

Wolfe: "Yeah he brought backup."

Dr Catriona: "He thought he was invisible. I assure you, he was not."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses to shoot a confused look at the Doctor, briefly.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Ware...had a Scroll of Resurrection...and he sold it to you. After he told me there was no chance of him getting one?"

L.E.R.O.Y.: ~Elvish~ Translator functions online.

Raithe Moonstrike: "That rat-bastard."

Wolfe: Wolfe shrugs helplessly.

Dr Catriona: She blinks at the gnomebot.

Raithe Moonstrike: "I needed that damned scroll."

Wolfe: "Maybe he's got another one. You can come with us, if you want."

Dr Catriona: Catriona looks at Zimran. "This is kind of the norm. A fight is near to breaking out at least once a day."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Damn it. Damn, damn, damn it."

Wolfe: "Yep. See all the hassle you cause, Westra?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrowed her eyes again at the orc. "How much? What did you pay?"

Wolfe: "Like I said. All the money. We got what's in this chest."

Dr Catriona: "I thought you offered favors?"

Westra Goldbrook: "And what's in the bag."

Wolfe: "And whatever Rutherford pays us."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks back at the doctor and shrugged, "It's okay. I have no idea half the time what you lot are talking about. I just fill the blanks in my self with more exciting interludes when i tell the story."

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts a finger up toward his lips and looks towards Cat.

Westra Goldbrook: "What favors? To whom? This Eston Wares?"

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs, "I said. That you'd go on a date with Wares. Once we finished our work."

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe looks visibly upset. "You offered Ware favors? That's...not good."

Wolfe: "Well. We didn't have enough cash at the time."

Westra Goldbrook: Westa gritted her teeth. "Tell me you did not indebt us to Eston Wares."

Wolfe: "So, a little haggling was done."

Westra Goldbrook: "Empty the bag, Wolfe."

Wolfe: "Technically, you are indebted."

Dr Catriona: "Really?" she says to Wolfe, about bargaining a Westra date to Ware.

Wolfe: "Since you're the one that needed resurrecting."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves in Wolfe's direction. "Empty. The. Bag."

Dr Catriona: "Is a date really that bad?"

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts his eyebrows in question at Westra. He then looks around, then looks back to her. "Are you talking to me?"

Westra Goldbrook: "There was a fortune of gems in that bag from Old Owl Well," she growled. "More than enough to pay for any scroll. Where is it, Wolfe?"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks to the doctor again, and says not too quietly,"Is this a lover's quarrel?"

Dr Catriona: "I do not know what a lover's quarrel looks like..."

Wolfe: "That ain't yours to give away."

Dr Catriona: "Isn't there slapping?"

Westra Goldbrook: "It belongs to the party."

Wolfe: "They're mine." Wolfe's sunny, snarky expression fades to something hard and his eyes look dark and focused.
"I was the one who found them."

Zimran Ibanez: "Sometimes. If you do it right they may need some time alone afterwards however."

Westra Goldbrook: "You were one of a TEAM that acquired them."

Wolfe: "When all the rest of you wanted to quit."

Westra Goldbrook: "You're out of your mind."
"Open the bag, Wolfe."

Wolfe: "I was the one who found them."

Dr Catriona: "Wait what? You can't keep all that."

Wolfe: "No."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Mistress, based my readings, I calculate the probably of copulation between the orc and human at 65.43%"

Wolfe: Wolfe feels threatened and dismounts. He draws his Daikatana.

Westra Goldbrook: "Open. The. Bag."

Wolfe: "You want it." He levels the blade into a fighter's stance. "Come and get 'em. We'll fix our mistake of bringing you back."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran glances at the construct and throws up a little in his mouth.

Westra Goldbrook: "You're willing to shed blood over them? After we have fought side by side?"

Wolfe: "You willin to fight me over what's mine, after I went through all the shit of bringing your fool ass back to life?"

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Zimran:▓▒░ « Can you use your Hold spell on Wolfe? »

Raithe Moonstrike: "Whoa! Wait a second! Hold on! We don't need to fight over this!"

Dr Catriona: In a disconcerting turn of events, Catriona speaks directly into Zimran's mind.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran's head snaps to the Dcotor, "Is it that bad?

Westra Goldbrook: "I should have known your nature would get the better of you eventually," she grumbles.

Wolfe: "You're right, Raithe. We don't." Wolfe narrows his eyes at Westra. "But this bitch is just like her boss - tryin to push everyone else around to get what she wants."

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Zimran:▓▒░ « Do it, please! »

Zimran Ibanez:
Hold Person
enchantment 2
Wolfe is paralyzed.

Zimran Ibanez: "As you wish Doc"

Dr Catriona: "Wow! Good work!"
"No one robs... us... not even us!"

Wolfe: Sensing the magic of what's come over him, the Half-Orc lets out garbled, angry sounds that are strained by the fact he can't move or talk as he tries to shake off the spell.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran whistles a piercing tune causing Wolfe to lock up.

Raithe Moonstrike: "Look, let's talk this out. We've worked together too long to fall to infighting--what the hell?!"

Dr Catriona: Catriona will dismount and manacle Wolfe.
"Captain, what do we do?"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "I detect orc aggression increasing."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes the bag off of Wolfe's waist. "First, we see if he's managed to spend it all," she says, opening the bag to peer within.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Westra finds the bag filled to the brim with the gems they collected. Not a one missing.

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 5

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tosses the bag to whomever's standing behind her. "They're still present."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Are we seriously robbing a party member?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We're not robbing him. He's still welcome to his share."

Dr Catriona: Cat is on manacle duty.

Westra Goldbrook: "We're just not letting him rob us of ours."

Wolfe: Wolfe will fight his way toward the bag of gems.

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 3

Dr Catriona: "What is wrong with him?!"

Wolfe: Still manacled, Wolfe will shove Cat out of his way and throws a double-fisted, manacle-covered punch at Westra. "THEY'RE MINE!" He snarls, his eyes crazed in rage.

Dr Catriona: "LEROY, scan the half orc!"

Wolfe: 25

Westra Goldbrook: "He's lost touch with his better half," Westra grunts, bracing herself to try and block Wolfe's lunge.

Wolfe: 18

Wolfe: 6

Dr Catriona: Catriona reaches out with telekinesis and picks up the gem bag.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Scans indicate illogical response to perceived items of value."

Dr Catriona: "Is he drugged or something?"

Zimran Ibanez:
Bardic Inspiration (D8)
Class: Bard

Wolfe: Wolfe fails to connect to Westra, but ducks under her fist.

Westra Goldbrook: Wolfe lunges forward, swinging wildly, but manages to evade her counter swing.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Poison detection module not installed."

Zimran Ibanez: "Just put him down already Westra"

Westra Goldbrook: "Arrgghh! Do you not hear yourself?!"

Nundro Rockseeker: "What in da world are you lot doing?!"

Dr Catriona: "Mister Moonstrike, we need to get him under control. Something is obviously wrong. Another doppleganger?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Your greed will not rob those who have fought just as hard as you have!"

Dr Catriona: 30 ft

Raithe Moonstrike: "Music Man. You say something about putting someone down again, I'm going to put an arrow in you."

Wolfe: He then runs straight at the bag and will try to LEAP AND GRAB at them.

Raithe Moonstrike: He looks at Cat. "There are manacles on the guy. Someone paralyzed him. It looks like he's being attacked by his party members. Did you think he was going to take it well?"

Dr Catriona: "That is not logical!"

Zimran Ibanez: "Relax elf, I just mean knock him out. Obviously no one wants to be killed today"

Dr Catriona: "LOOK AT HIM."

Wolfe: While its almost comical, as the bag is too high off the ground. Wolfe snarls and grabs at the bag as it floats in the air. "GIVE IT TO ME!"

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe gets down off the horse. "Give him the bag! It might calm him down!"
"Otherwise, he's going to keep attacking!"

Westra Goldbrook: Even Westra begins to pause, seeing the inane display.

Dr Catriona: "How is that normal?"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Life form logic does not compute."

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe."

Dr Catriona: "Captain, could it be some foul magic?"

Wolfe: Wolfe can't even hear Westra as he's shouting and leaping at the bag.

Westra Goldbrook: "I almost hope it is."

Dr Catriona: Catriona turns the bag over and dumps it all over... not all in one spot even
She just sends it swirling around like a sprinkler.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra steps back, away from the gems, and watches wolfe.

Dr Catriona: Then it just drops. "I want you all to watch this."

Wolfe: As the gems start dropping, Wolfe barely noticies the pain that happens to him from their descent, and nearly slips as he starts running around and starts grabbing all the gems on the ground, trying to collect them all.

Dr Catriona: "This isn't the normal wingnut dunderbrain."

Westra Goldbrook: "Those gems were in that Well a very long time. It's possible some foul magic infected them."

Dr Catriona: She then looks sad because its...pathetic. "This explains... much."

Westra Goldbrook: "Is there anyone among us who can sense such things?"

Dr Catriona: "Mister Ibanez, do you have any arcana that might... break ...whatever this is?"

Wolfe: He starts trying to put them into his pockets, holding as many as he can, but there's too many and they start slipping through his fingers. He visibly growls in frustration as he can't possibly hold them all, and then he starts putting them into a pile and collecting them together.

Zimran Ibanez: "Sorry ladies. Charming is my specialty, not breaking charms."

Dr Catriona: "Okay. Well, Captain... your call.. I guess. "

Raithe Moonstrike: Raithe has no idea if this is actually a curse or just a man being pushed over the edge.

Nundro Rockseeker: "What madness is this...." He mutters.

Dr Catriona: (Raithe just saw Wolfe jumping at a bag 30 feet in the sky repeatedly... thats some oddness!)

Wolfe: Once he gets them into a pile, he quickly runs over, grabs his sword, then brings it back with him as he kneels over the gems, whispering to himself something to soothe his mind of the stress that it just went through. "Mine. Mine. Mine. They're mine. I found them. They belong to me."

Dr Catriona: "Wolfe is infected with some kind of..avarice."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Okay, that's not natural."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Where did ye find these gems?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Old Owl Well."

Nundro Rockseeker: "Abbathor."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 17, 2018, 11:56:14 AM

Westra Goldbrook: "Pardon?"

Nundro Rockseeker: "That mine was fabled to be a temple of Abbathor. The Great Master of Greed."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs, closing her eyes. "Of course it was."

Dr Catriona: "That does not sound ideal."

Westra Goldbrook: "We need to find someone who can break whatever magic has gripped him."

Raithe Moonstrike: "Okay. So how does it get fixed, then?"

Nundro Rockseeker: "Lore says the priests eventually murdered each other they were so overcome in their avarice."

Dr Catriona: "No one is murdering anyone here."

Wolfe: Slowly Wolfe's gaze seems to return to something more sane, his gaze darting to and fro among the party.

Westra Goldbrook: "Phandalin seems a small town when hoping to find a cleric strong enough for this. In Neverwinter there may be hope, however."

Wolfe: He tries to break the manacles.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran whistles long and loud again, "Well this sounds really unfortunate..."

Westra Goldbrook: "Perhaps if we let him collect the gems, we could get him there.."
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 4

Westra Goldbrook: Westra walks over and picks up the bag of holding from where it fell atop the gems.

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls hard on the chain, but Zimran's words catch his gaze as he distracts him from his task of breaking the manacles.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Wolfe sites next to a 30 ft tall pile gems.

Wolfe: "Fuckin' shut your trap."

Zimran Ibanez: "Come on you drunk, settle down already"

Westra Goldbrook: She then tosses the bag to Wolfe, seeing no way he'd gather all the gems without it.

Wolfe: He then goes back to trying to break the manacles again.

Dr Catriona: "Wolfe, would you calm down if we let you hold them?"

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 2

Wolfe: Snap.

Zimran Ibanez: "Half-wi..."

Wolfe: Wolfe breaks off the zip-ties and gets up to his feet. He pulls free his sword.
"All of you. Fuck off. Leave the bag. Get on your horses. And Fuck. Off."

Westra Goldbrook: "Pick up your spoils if you want. But we are going to Neverwinter together."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 17, 2018, 11:56:37 AM
Session 26

Dungeon Lord (GM): The Watch vanquished the black spider and discovered the spell forge. After leaving the lost mine of Phandelver, they discovered a grim magic at work on Wolfe. After confrontation, he was knocked unconscious and bound.
After a very long day, the Watch continues North along the road. The sound of waves and smell of salt in the air increases as the sun slowly moves high in the sky. Merchants and travelers increase as the day carries on. Each eye the group, specifically, the bound half orc as they pass but generally do not speak or only offer a “Good Day.” Just as the afternoon heat takes hold, the group sees the familiar sight of Neverwinter’s walls. Sweat dripped off each of the travelers as they passed through the gate.

Treubo Ivoodric: "Captain Goldbrooke." One of them speaks still saluting. "I have a missive if you were to return."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks around to the others as if he was about to speak, but held his tongue when the guardsman approached the party.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra was mightily relieved to see the familiar walls of Neverwinter rising before her. Road-weary as she was, she couldn't help but pick up the pace a little as they drew near. She stopped, though, when the guard hailed her.
"Yes? What is it?"

Wolfe: Wolfe struggles in his bindings and looks at Treubo (as best as he can). "I have a complaint against the Captain here." The surly Half-Orc grumbles, in a noticeable bad mood due to being bound and also not having had a drink the last few days.

Treubo Ivoodric: "One moment." The short man is barely able to see through the misaligned holes in his helmet and seems uncertain as he moves into the room inside the wall. He takes several minutes to locate the paper inside the small guard post. "We were just ordered to deliver it to you if arrived." It is a scroll rolled and sealed with a symbol of the Flaming Fist pressed into the wax.
"Uhhh..." He says, looking at the half-orc and then the Captain again.

Westra Goldbrook: "Pay him no mind, private," Westra assures him. "Thank you for this, sir." She counters his salute and nudges her horse to continue on into the city.

Nundro Rockseeker:  "I am overdue fer some good beer Lass! Will you join me this eve?" He says to the Doc.

Westra Goldbrook: While the horse clops along towards Ironheart's temple, Westra breaks the seal and reads the missive.

Zimran Ibanez: "I have a complaint as well guardsman. Our captain here doesn't gag her prisoners." Zimran said with a smirk.

Treubo Ivoodric: “Captain Goldbrooke,
I was pleased to hear the weapons shipment arrived at the southern outpost without further issue. I appreciate you taking this task upon yourself the fine work you and your regiment have performed. Your return was expected some time ago and I must urge you to come to the castle immediately. Lord Neveremeber has taken an interest in your work and requests your aid in another task. Please find your way to the castle post haste.
Commander Cullen Rutherford”

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grits her teeth, and looks to the others, uncertainty in her bearing. "I've been summoned to the castle at once." Specifically, she eyes Cat and Zimran. "Do the two of you feel comfortable transporting Wolfe to Ser Ironheart on your own?"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran breaths in the familiar smells of civilization and sighs with content. When Westra looked at him and the Doc asking them to take Wolfe to the temple the bard rolled his eyes, "Like you, I have superiors I must report to. I was hoping to take care of that first so that i can find a good inn to perform in. No offense to you all, you're quite a lively bunch, but I could use some applause to lift my spirits."

Wolfe: "I'll applaud you if you get me out of these fuckin' bindings."

Westra Goldbrook: "Do what you must, but if you wish to receive compensation for the aid you've rendered, you'll need to accompany us a bit further yet. Lord Neverember would be the one to dispense it."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks visibly displeased, but does not object further, "What's a few more hours I suppose?"

Dr. Wicker (I have been talking to myself ALL this time)
There was certainly a characteristic splendor to Neverwinter, the Jewel of the North. It wasn't exactly Waterdeep, but the city was still a sight to see to a newcomer, if not for how it has recovered from the Spellplague's effects. Catriona was again wide eyed and observant to the new city, taking it in like a tourist walking through the gates.
"Umm, maybe. I am not really a drinker, but if we can find Wolfe sorted..." she replies to Nundro, trailing off but articulating her priorities.
"I.. do not know this city but I can, um.. ask around where this Ser Ironheart is." she replies to Westra.

Nundro Rockseeker:  "Well, I am followin Zimran as soon as we 're allowed to find an inn."

Dr. Wicker "If you all must deal with other things, I can see to it."

Westra Goldbrook: At Catriona's hesitance, Westra shakes her head. "On second thought, perhaps there will be someone at the castle who can remove the magic from him," she said, with a nod to Wolfe. "And the soon we can unbind him, the sooner he can bathe. Let's proceed to the castle."
*the sooner

Dr. Wicker Catriona makes a Catriona face. Use your imagination as it is probably spot on to what you picture.

Wolfe: "The sooner I can punch you in your self-righteous mouth."

Dungeon Lord (GM): The watch moves towards the castle quickly occasionally a member of the guard that knows Wolfe will see him and laugh. Prompting him with comments such as "What did you do this time?"

Zimran Ibanez: Along the road up to the castle, Zimran plays his yarting from the saddle. He plays a song loud and clear about how apologizes profusely to the city for the stench that their prisoner bears.
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PERFORMANCE (7)

Wolfe: The Half-Orc grumbles in annoyance as he's made a spectacle.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra finds that she likes the Bard more the longer he hangs around.

Dungeon Lord (GM): As the group moves through the city, Westra notices there are far fewer guards posted around the city. Many are men she does not know and move with an awkward demeanor of men who are not experienced with the guard.They arrive at the castle proper without further incident and are quickly greeted and escorted to an audience with Lord Neverember.

Dr. Wicker Somehow the Shame Shame Shame walk of Wolfe and the soundtrack by the minstrel is probably enough to draw attention away from the mechanical gnome walking behind cat.
bell ding

L.E.R.O.Y.: "My records are inconsistent with the current state of the city Mistress. Updating indexes."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran tries his best to knock the dust off of his clothes before meeting Lord Neverember.

Dr. Wicker "So are mine, Leroy. So are mine."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra likewise adjusts her armor to be as regulation as possible before going in front of a superior.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Darguth Neverember sits at the end of a large banquet table with a host of dishes sat about him. His attention was focused on a pile of parchments as the group enters from a side door. As the guard approached, his eyes rose towards the man with a scowl. “Westra Goldbrooke and her companions have returned, M’Lord.” He returned his food to the plate and wiped his hands quickly before standing and motioning for the guard to return to his post.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks in, manacled and wrapped in several rounds of rope. A chained beast for spectacle and display, har fucking har.

Darguth Neverember:  “Commander Goldbrooke, I am pleased you have returned. Please join me.” He motions towards the seats around him before seeing Wolfe and a wide smile forms on his face. "The famous Wolfe. What an honor."

Dr. Wicker "We... can say it was a prank?" she quietly says to Wolfe, not knowing how to better the situation.

Westra Goldbrook: "Lord Neverember,"

Wolfe: "Go fuck yourself."

Darguth Neverember:  "Articulate as always. Can I get you some ale? Or have you switched poisons?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Lord Neverember," Westra begins, offering a proper salute. "I--" she stops, thrown off by the title used. "Apologies, sir. It's only Captain. Nevertheless, we--" Wolfe interjects, and Westra pauses to scowl at him. "You'll find yourself gagged if you refuse to show proper respect," she warned him.

Dr. Wicker Unfamiliar with Neverwinter court customs, Doctor Wicker stays quiet and observes those who probably know better like Westra or Zimran, for cues.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran's eyes went wide briefly at Wolfe's outburst. Well, hi figured, looks like I get to see a beheading tonight. Guess that's something.

Wolfe: Wolfe, already in a bad mood, made indolent by these thieves who wrapped him up like a monkey for public ridicule have brought him to the man he despises most in the region. "There's nothing to respect here from a thug and a politician who would throw innocents to die in a monster pen."
"And you." He turned to look at Westra. "Can also go fuck yourself."
"But I'll take a beer, if we're going to sit and chat."

Westra Goldbrook: "Please forgive the circumstances, Lord Neverember," she says. "Wolfe has been embroiled by some foul curse. While I doubt anyone would call him congenial on a normal day, he is doubly intolerable now, and will be until we can find someone to remove the magic troubling him."

Dr. Wicker ((Raithe left to his own devices?))

Darguth Neverember:  "It's fine Captain. We are....old friends, so to speak." He chuckles."Please have a seat." He motioned to some attendants who brought beer for everyone!

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran is disappointed he won't be seeing a beheading tonight.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Raithe disappeared in the shuffle to the castle.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc sits, though with some difficulty, as long as his leash is made long enough.

Darguth Neverember:  "Oh?" He seems peeked by the new revelation. "Are you certain? He seems as normal as his kind can be."

Westra Goldbrook: though westra seriously considers leashing wolfe to the wall, she ultimately decides he'd likely be quieter if he could reach the beer.

Dr. Wicker Doctor puts a straw in Wolfe's beer.

Wolfe: "Thanks, Doc."

Dr. Wicker And its legit because... Lantan.

Westra Goldbrook: "I have traveled with him these past weeks," she said. "I assure you, there has been a change."

Wolfe: He mutters something unkind as he leans down to sip on the beer. It's not the same, but, well... whatchya gonna do.

Dr. Wicker She nods in response, then takes a seat as the others do.

Darguth Neverember:  He motions to another attendant and whispers something before the man hurries off.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does take a seat, however, and waits to see what Neverember needs.

Dr. Wicker She silently wonders if Neverember will be fine with a Harper in audience.

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh, my apologies,"
she recalls

Dr. Wicker She didn't know the man, but opinions of him have been....divisive.

Westra Goldbrook: "This is Doctor Catriona Wicker, and Ser Zimran Ibanez," she says, only now noticing with a frown that Raithe is absent. "They joined our party during our trials, and their aid was indispensable."

Darguth Neverember:  "As I understand these were not those that you departed with?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Correct. Lady Tealina and Ser Hjalkohm met some hardship and had to retire from the trip."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran bows gracefully once introduced, "The captain is too kind. Yes I help, but she and the others rescued me. It was my duty to aid one of Neverwinter's finest after such a heroic display." The half-elf takes his seat and smiles broadly.

Wolfe: "Funny way how you show appreciation."

Darguth Neverember:  "I see. Thank you for aiding the Captain in her duties." He says to each in turn before pushing his plate away tossing the napkin atop. “You have been of great service to Neverwinter. Commander Rutherford holds you in very high esteem, and it appears that is not misplaced. “

Westra Goldbrook: "I am honored to serve, Lord Neverember," Westra demures.

Dr. Wicker She wondered if there was curtseys or if bowing was standard, everyone did something different! All she knew for certain is Wolfe's style of greeting was one she shouldn't do.
"Well... met." she says. Those were safe words to use.

Zimran Ibanez: "The brute wasn't as helpful. Nearly brought a cave down on us, but I figured I would save that for the more comedic moments when i tell the story through song," Zimran said with smile. "When it is done my lord, I would be honored to perform it in your court."

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles to himself some more, sipping his beer.

Darguth Neverember:  "A tale of the jester half-orc, I am on the edge of my chair." He smiles to Wolfe.

Dr. Wicker She slides the beer she was served over the half-orc's mug. She didn't know booze and wasn't going to start in front of some dignitary.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns slightly at Zimran's comment. "While I would be the last to praise his methods, as they did border on barbaric at times, I cannot deny that we would not have succeeded in our mission without his assistance."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran quickly notes to himself to fill the story with more Wolfe making a fool of himself. The bard knows how to play to his audience.

Wolfe: "Must be difficult, considering how fat your ass is, Darguth."

Darguth Neverember:  "Mmmm. He is a crude tool, but they have their uses."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc audibly growls, muttering more beneath his breath.

Dr. Wicker "I.. am confused... aren't there personel here who can dispel curses?"

Zimran Ibanez: "Mmmhmm," Zimran acknowledges Westra's truthfulness on the matter, though the bard's dismissiveness of Wolfe can be seen plainly on his face.

Darguth Neverember:  "Enough of these pleasantries. Wolfe is blushing."

Dr. Wicker She wonders if these are really what Neverwinter pleasantries are like.

Darguth Neverember:  "I have dispatched someone to fetch Ironheart. Unfortunately, my resident wizard is indisposed. We will have our friend good as new shortly Miss Wicker."

Dr. Wicker "Oh. I mean gratithanks."
"Gratitutde."
She corrects herself and adjusts her glasses on her nose.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods, satisfied at the news that Ser Ironheart has been summoned.

Darguth Neverember:  “I have another task Captain, if you would continue to serve Neverwinter’s interests. As you recall, during the Regulator’s time here, Luskan assaulted us in the midst of a dragon attack. With the rebuilding of Neverwinter well underway, it is time to address their treachery.” He smiled to himself while leaning back in his chair.

Westra Goldbrook: "I do recall," she nods, looking interested. "Though I don't believe I ever heard why they thought to attack. You intend to send forces to Luskan?"

Dr. Wicker Catriona makes a face when she hears Luskan.

Darguth Neverember:  "Of course not, we cannot afford or sustain a battle. Nor would it be good for appearances."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns, thoughtful. "Then what do you plan, sir?"

Darguth Neverember:  “The city has become unstable since the Spellplague. Reports indicate the four Captains are having trouble containing the chaos within the city, monstrosities and criminals are both oddly flocking into it, more than normal it seems.”

Dr. Wicker Speak of a city dealing with the Spellplagued piqued her interest, however.

Darguth Neverember:  "It is time we helped the poor citizens of the derelict and corrupt council. We will reveal their lack of leadership for what it is and take control of the city. This is the only method to reign in the lawlessness and debauchery running rampant.”

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles something unkind.

Westra Goldbrook: "The people are not being protected?" she asked, frowning

Darguth Neverember:  "I am afraid so Captain. The city is rampant with murder and theft."

Dr. Wicker "Luskan ships once attacked my country." she says, as if not knowing what else to add.

Darguth Neverember:  "The city was reported impacted far worse than Neverwinter when the Spell Plague occurred."(reportedly)

Westra Goldbrook: "That is troubling, indeed," she said, pausing to glance at Catriona. "Is that so?"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran merely nods in agreement but generally feigns disinterest and aloofness to it all. Mentally however the bard is making notes of every word Neverember uses, and doesn't use.

Dr. Wicker "Oh there is no doubt much to study if what Mister Neverember says is correct."

Draeous Ironheart: A man familiar to Westra enters through the same door the group entered a short while ago. "Lord Neverember, what can I do for you today?" The man seems out of breathe.

Dr. Wicker "I was just bringing up a point of history....I don't know why."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stands when Ironheart enters, and nods in respect to him

Draeous Ironheart: "Captain Goldbrooke. Good to see you back and safe." He adds.
A moment later another man enters the door and stands next to Ser Ironheart.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc has a lot of unkind things to say at this moment about Neverember and Westra's loyalty to such a man, but given his situation he knows it's a waste of his breath. While Ironheart coming in may mean an end to this ridiculous situation, his anger over it all is not diminished, nor relief in sight as far as he's concerned.
After all, he doesn't think he's crazy.

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank you, Ser Ironheart. I'm happy to be home."

Darguth Neverember:  "Ironheart! You never come and visit. It seems we have an 'orc under a magic spell'.He does air quotes and all, savoring the moment.

Draeous Ironheart: "I..uhh...." The old man seems confused.

Dr. Wicker Cat shoots up from her seat to clear up the situation, but halfway bangs her knee against a table leg...Krak!
She makes a face and holds back an exclamation, rubbing said knee.

Draeous Ironheart: Everyone turns to Doctor Broken Knee at the loud sound.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't. But it's not new to him that Cat is a clutz.

Dr. Wicker "He is hexed by a curse of greed and.. unnggmmm avarice."
She rubs her knee more, because that hurt like a mother pilfer.

Wolfe: "Cursed by bein stuck with you lot."

Draeous Ironheart: "Oh, I see." He looks to the bound half-orc before approaching cautiously.

Dr. Wicker "The hypothesis is that its source is the gems in his bag."

Wolfe: "Racist fuckers and thugs for this fat fuck." He juts his chin toward Darguth.
"Except the Doc." He nods to Cat. "She's just young and caves to peer pressure."

Dr. Wicker "Hey!"

Darguth Neverember:  He chuckles.

Dr. Wicker "Well.. sort of."

Wolfe: He looks to Ironheart with a sneer. "You wanna help me, Holy Man? Get these fuckers to untie me."

Zimran Ibanez: "It's been no vacation for us either"

Dr. Wicker "Its been.. uh.. trying. Many days."

Draeous Ironheart: "Euron, I believe you are ready for such a calamity." The older man motions towards the still silent human who approaches quickly and inspects the bag of gems around the half-orc's neck carefully.

Dr. Wicker "Do you have hazardous material containers here?" Of course she would ask that.

Draeous Ironheart: "What do you mean, my dear?"

Westra Goldbrook: "The gems themselves are no longer cursed, I'd wager. Otherwise I would be as afflicted as Wolfe."
"Well, partly, at least."

Dr. Wicker "I wouldn't want you to become hexed as well if you make contact."

Wolfe: "That's cause there ain't no curse."
"These fuckers are just trying to rob me of what is rightfully mine."

Dr. Wicker "Everything you just said is incorrect."

Euron Sand: He looked to the bag and then Wolfe. The human's hand glows and he presses it to the side of the dirty half-orcs head. Wolfe begins to feel his greed diminish, in a few moments the curse has faded.

Darguth Neverember:  "I'd wash that hand as soon as possible."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra hands Euron her napkin from the table

Wolfe: Wolfe exhales slowly as the curse is lifted from him. For a moment he goes silent as his mind seems to catch up to everything, but Westra/Darguth carrying on catches his gaze again.

Zimran Ibanez: "You know the orc may be right. It may not be cursed. That said the only way to be absolutely sure would be to drown the orc with the gems at the bottom of the bay. If he sinks, we'll know we were wrong, but if he floats then the curse is strong and we'll be forced to be rid of him."

Wolfe: "Good. Now that's done. Now fucking untie me."

Dr. Wicker The bespectacled blonde reaches out with a hand and attempts to remove the bag remotely.

Draeous Ironheart: He inspects Wolfe carefully as the young human casts his spell.

Westra Goldbrook: Before moving to untie Wolfe, Westra watches to see his reaction to Cat's taking of the gems

Dr. Wicker (She is doing it telekinetically)

Wolfe: He doesn't seem to change -- though he is obviously still grumpy.

Draeous Ironheart: "Do you feel any residual greed?" He asks Wolfe.

Wolfe: "No."

Draeous Ironheart: "May Euron keep one of those gems as compensation?"

Wolfe: "Sure."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran smirks, "How do we know he's not lying?"

Draeous Ironheart: He nods. "Well done!" And pats Euron on the back.

Dr. Wicker "They would need to be purified. And the bag of holding is something we would like to hold onto."
She deposits the bag at her feet.

Westra Goldbrook: Once the bag is removed from wolfe's care, Westra gets up from her seat and walks over to the orc.

Dr. Wicker She looks over at Wolfe to see if he is interested in the fate of the gems.

Wolfe: He looks up at her with a narrowed stare.

Westra Goldbrook: She moves behind him, and begins to untie the rope that binds him.

Wolfe: Once untied he'll pull the ropes off of him and look around to the others. "Who has my swords?"

Dr. Wicker (SOLD THEM K?)

Zimran Ibanez: "I don't remember what we did with those. Did we let nundro take them as a sort of complimentary parting gift?"

Darguth Neverember:  "Thank you Ironheart. That is all the service I require, today."

Wolfe: "You're pretty funny for a fucking tool, Zimran."

Dr. Wicker "They are with our belongings, Leroy is watching them."

Wolfe: Wolfe gets up out of his chair.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra backs up when wolfe stands, and watches him calmly.

Dr. Wicker "I should go find a way to destroy these....right?" she points to the gems.

Wolfe: "If your little metal gnome doesn't give me my shit back, I'm going to punt him all the way back to the mine."
He turns and leaves for the door then, not sparing anyone else a second glance.

Westra Goldbrook: "That's a great deal of wealth to destroy," she pointed out. "Can it not be cleansed somehow?"

Dr. Wicker "He would alarm me if someone tried to..." she trails."

Westra Goldbrook: She paid no attention to wolfe leaving.

Dr. Wicker "I don't know. Maybe a temple?"

Darguth Neverember:  "Lord Wolfe, please do not leave us." He says weakly.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't even bother flipping Neverember the bird. He just keeps walking unless stopped to reach L.E.R.O.Y.

Draeous Ironheart: "Thank you, Lord Neverember. Euron." He moves to leave before looking back to Westra. "Captain, do please stop by the church before you depart the city again. I have some training for you before you depart. Helm watch over you."

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course," Westra agrees, with a deep nod of respect.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Greetings entity known as Wolfe. How may I be of service?"

Wolfe: "I'd like my swords back." He says to the little metal gnome, still irritated.
"And any other stuff of mine you got."

Darguth Neverember:  "Well, as much of a diversion as this has been, I have things to attend to as well."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Release of property requires administrative approval."

Wolfe: "I'm going to say this once."

Westra Goldbrook: "But you were saying something about sending a detachment to Luskan?"

Wolfe: "I've had a long, trying fuckin' day."
"Give me my shit, or I am going to grab you and hand you over to the nearest blacksmith."

Darguth Neverember:  “If you desire to aid in this task please return here in a week’s time to depart. If you have…” He paused. “..other matters to attend to, the Commander does inform me you have a leave upcoming. Please stay, eat, drink.”

Wolfe: "Who is hopefully going to melt you down and remake you into someone's silverware."
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INTIMIDATION (2)
Wolfe

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Illogical response, intitating administrative override." The robot gives Wolfe his stuff.

Wolfe: "Thanks."
"You take care now."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Farewell entity known as Wolfe."

Wolfe: He then walks away from the little gnomegolem and heads toward Rutherford's office.

Dr. Wicker Making sure the bag of holding is closed, she picks it up.

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank you, sir."

Dr. Wicker The woman seems somewhat uncertain as to what to do or where to go.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Wolfe finds that Commander Rutherford is not in the city as present as he gets to his office.

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh, sir!"

Darguth Neverember:  "Yes Captain?" He says looking back.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra remembers, before Neverember has left. "May I ask where the bulk of the guard has been dispatched to? I noticed an abundance of green privates on our way into the city."

Dr. Wicker She looks to Zimran. Maybe he knows what they should be doing.

Wolfe: "Dav." Wolfe says noticing the guard who usually watched over him in his cells. "Where's Rutherford?"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran motions to the Doctor to stay where she is for now.

Darguth Neverember:  He sighed. "We have been dealing with were-beast attacking homesteads to the North East and some form of magical fog is encroaching on our Southeastern lands. If it isn't beholders and air ships, it is always something."
The man looks up. "You smell worse than usual."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks offended.

Dungeon Lord (GM): (That was Dav)

Wolfe: "That's not an answer to the fuckin' question."

Westra Goldbrook: "I see. Thank you," she says, and bows her head in respect.

Dungeon Lord (GM): "The commander left with some soldiers a few days back. They were headed south to check out some.." He holds his hands up in mockery. 'magic fog.'
"You been drinkin? Want to go back in the pen?"

Westra Goldbrook: She then sits down at the table again once he's leaving and begins to chow.She stops again, though, when he speaks. "Commander Rutherford went himself?" she asked, turning in her chair to speak

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran stands and bows to Lord Neverember as he leaves."

Wolfe: "Naw."
"Unfortunately, I haven't."

Dr. Wicker She awkwardly bows, too, and it shows she has no familiarity with such a thing.

Wolfe: "I finished his job. Tell him when he gets back he owes me fuckin' money."
The Half-Orc turns and then heads toward the nearest bar.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eats, frowning at the thoughts of Neverwinter being so under siege.

Davgeon: He laughs. "How much did he owe ya?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Are you not hungry?" she asks the bard and the doctor.

Dr. Wicker "I consume a goodberry daily. It has proven efficient."
((To be fair, goodberry "sustains/nourishes... but you might want more! ))

Davgeon: "A cask of beer and a whore?"

Dr. Wicker ((Just means you arent going to starve ))

Wolfe: "Three hundred and fifty gold."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran turns his attention to the food after Lord neverember left, "Of course, this food looks fantastic. But I'm dirty and haven't eaten anything but berries for nearly three days now. I don't want our dear Lord Neverember watching me eat voraciously"

Dr. Wicker She takes the joy out of a good pigging out.

Wolfe: "Enough to pay for your mother for a whole year."

Westra Goldbrook: "Well," Westra sighs, pausing to take a long draught of the beer that had been poured. "That's that, then. Are the two of you interested in seeing to Lord Neverember's offer?"

Davgeon: "Ha, that doesn't sound right."

Dr. Wicker "I am more concerned about carrying deadly gems."

Wolfe: "Well your hearing doesn't fuckin' concern me."

Dr. Wicker "And this is..uh.. from someone who regularly carries around explosives."

Westra Goldbrook: "I assure you, they are not deadly, Doctor. I have already touched them and they have not affected me. Wolfe took the brunt of that malady."

Wolfe: "You said that south for some fog? How long til he's supposed to come back?"

Davgeon: He shrugs. "Its MAGIC fog. He might be gone for years!"

Wolfe: "Too bad they didn't send you, instead."
"Thanks for the help."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran nods simply, "I'm certainly interested. I'll just need to see how my week pans out. I do have matters to attend to."

Davgeon: "Now you are just being mean."

Wolfe: He turns and walks off, heading for the nearest bar.

Davgeon: "Hey Wolfe."

Wolfe: He stops.
"What?"

Davgeon: He throws a heavy bag of coins at the Orc..

Wolfe: The Half-Orc catches it.
He looks a little perplexed.
"What's this?"

Dr. Wicker "Luskan... sounds interesting. If has spellplague anomalies... there could be much to learn."

Davgeon: "Was just fuckin with ya."

Wolfe: For once, the Half-Orc laughs.

Davgeon: "Your money, you idiot."

Wolfe: "You're an asshole."
"But, thanks."

Davgeon: "Takes one to know one."
"See ya."

Wolfe: "Yeah." He says after a moment, considering the guard and then gives him a slow nod.

Davgeon: He goes back to his pile of paperwork.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods. "Oh! We didn't ask Lord Neverember for compensation for you. But if you are returning in a week, surely he will see to it then."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc then walks off and heads to find a watering hole and some space to reflect.

Dr. Wicker "Yes.... projects and research do require funding..."

Westra Goldbrook: "In the meantime,you are both welcome to lodge at my family's estate, if you need a place."

Zimran Ibanez: A disk scratches in Zimran's head, "You're family's estate?"

Dr. Wicker "Oh, I did not know you were so established in the city."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. The Goldbrooks are an esteemed institution in Neverwinter," Westra explains, with a smile of clear pride.

Wolfe: Settling down after ordering a beer, the Half-Orc takes up a seat in the corner of one bar, sipping his ale as he takes stock of the populace and lets himself cool down a little after being near a point of head-bashing.

Westra Goldbrook: "When we leave here, if you would like to tend to your matters and join us there later, I will let them know to expect you," she offered, to Zimran

Dr. Wicker "That's kind of you." she finally says.

Zimran Ibanez: "I would be honored to play in your family home, Captain."

Dr. Wicker "Should we seek a temple to see if these can be cleansed frist?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra smiled again. "Of course. Ser Ironheart has asked me to stop by to see him anyway."

Dungeon Lord (GM): Two men sit at the table next to Wolfe drinking and talking loudly. One appears to be a traveling merchant, the other a member of the first who eyed the half-orc as he first sat but then continued speaking with his friend.

Wolfe: Wolfe will listen in, as he's just drinking at the moment anyway, though his head is lowered and he's staring at his beer.

Awhun Oklass: ’Twas one of the most terrifying things I have seen in my entire life. Dark fog overtook everything, then you could see beings inside it, walking around. Their eyes glowed fire red.” He took a big gulp of beer. “Ol’ Henry was asleep next to me, I couldn’t wake him when I saw it coming towards our camp."

Dr. Wicker It was kind of odd to see Westra smiling so often, to be honest, but she said nothing of it.

Awhun Oklass: "I tried and chase it away with me torch, but the light and fire did nothin' to stop it."

Dr. Wicker She hands the bag of holding with the cursed gems to Westra then, leaving the matter in the hands of holy folks.

Awhun Oklass: "I started punching henry and he still wouldn’t wake up, had to leave him there.” The patron visibly shook. “Then….when I turned around to look at the blackness following behind me, I saw Henry. Eyes red as dragon fire standing in it, looking right at me.”

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Mistress! Security Alert!" The gnome walks into the room.

Westra Goldbrook: After Westra had enjoyed a bit of food and some drink (though not an extended meal by any means), she looked to see if the other two were prepared to leave.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "The being known as Wolfe violated security protocol and obtained lethal tools."

Dr. Wicker "Were they two swords, Leroy?"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Yes Mistress, he also absconded with a backpack. I took the liberty of placing an identifying marker on the satchel."

Dr. Wicker "...that is.. an odd function. Explain what it does?"

Dungeon Lord (GM): "Black magic." The solider in the bar responded. "Is this madness from the spell plague ever going to end? God damned magic."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran ate a fair bit of food, saving the fine cooking and real food. Satiated, the bard wipes his hands on a cloth napkin before standing, "I must go tend to some duties of my own Captain. Though do let me know where your estate is and will be sure to visit before evening."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "I used some ink to write 'W-O-L-F' (he spells it out) on the inside of the satchel."

Dr. Wicker She quietly facepalms.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Doctor, do you require further explanation?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra advises Zimran of the location of the Goldbrook estate, and then turns to the Doctor.

Dr. Wicker "No, Leeroy. As you were."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Yes Mistress."

Westra Goldbrook: "Will you be coming with, for a bit of rest and respite, or should I tell them to expect you later as well?"

Wolfe: Wolfe takes in the information about the black magic fog and quietly makes note not to head south if he's going to leave town.

Dr. Wicker "I. suppose some time to recharge would do me um.. some good. I don't know the city at all."

Westra Goldbrook: "Excellent. We can stop at the temple on the way, so that your mind may be put at ease about the gems."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran leaves to inform Bellis and the other Harpers about the events at the lost mine, as well of Lord Neverember's move on Luskan.

Dr. Wicker "I worry about Wolfe, though. He had quite an expanded amount of.. badness.. for many days. That probably does not just go away."

Davgeon: As the group leaves the castle proper several soliders comes up to them and hands Westra four bags of coins "Payment for your efforts, courtesy of Lord Neverember."

Dr. Wicker She nods at the plan in agreement.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran accepts the payment for someone else's work without question and continues on his way,

Westra Goldbrook: Westra thanks the guards and packs three of the four bags onto her horse. The third and fourth, of course, she gives to the Doctor and Zimran. "Wolfe began this journey in a foul temperament, and he will end it in one. I don't know how you could tell whether he's any better or worse off, frankly."

Davgeon: "Captain," he salutes. “I was very sorry to hear about your brother, I hope there is some news soon."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stops. "Come again?"

Davgeon: "Oh...I uh...had you not heard of Vaughn's regiment?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Speak, private. Quickly."

Dr. Wicker The doc blinks at the payment.

Davgeon: “Yes Ma'am. As you know, his regiment traveled North at Commander Rutherford’s command to investigate the increasing reports of were-being attacks near the Lurkwood. They have not reported in since the time you departed several weeks ago.”

Westra Goldbrook: Westra seemed agitated at this. "And none have been sent after him?"

Davgeon: "I believe Commander Rutherford did not have men to spare at the present."

Dr. Wicker Seeing this is some kind of personal matter, Catriona slinks some distance away and .... city-gazes.

Westra Goldbrook: "Where is Commander Rutherford?"

Dr. Wicker ((You have to grab him by the lapels and yell it in a batman voice))

Davgeon: "He departed several days ago with two regiments to investigate some kind of magical fog encroaching upon the southeastern border."
He lowers his voice and moves closer to her. "Reports detail entire towns have fallen asleep and wake up as.....nightmares."

Westra Goldbrook: "Nightmares? Speak plainly, sergeant, what manner of fog is this? And what more do you know of the werebeast to the north?"

Davgeon: "I cannot say about the fog. Those who fall its victim cannot be roused, it is said. There have also been reports of their ghosts being alive, in the mist."
"The werewolf attacks have continued to increase in frequency and viciousness. Nothing else new to report, as you likely recall from reports weeks past." (Westra would know that were wolf attacks had been reported in the weeks prior to her leaving South with the group.)

Dr. Wicker Catriona looks down into the sewer grate. So primitive.

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank you, Sergeant."

Davgeon: "My pleasure, Captain."

Westra Goldbrook: "Doctor, I'll need your help," she says, moving off in the direction Catriona went

Dr. Wicker "Really?"
"I mean... sup."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra seems confused by the Doctor for a moment.
"ah.. my.. brother has gone to combat some werewolf menaces to the north and hasn't been heard from in weeks, now. There is no detachment of guards to spare. I must go to see if he is in need of assistance. Will you accompany me? I will no doubt need assistance if any werebeasts are encountered."

Dr. Wicker "Rogue lycanthrope?" she pauses to consider. "The claws may hold intriguing transformative proper... Oh, sorry. I am dismayed to hear about your brother and I would .. help with that."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on April 03, 2018, 06:01:05 PM
Session 27


Dr Catriona: Guest Star Recap - Session 27: My name is Dr. Catriona Wicker and previously, in this rather confusing state of affairs...
The group reached Neverwinter City and met with the controversial man known as Neverember. Mister Wolfe, the irritable bladesman was cured of his curse of avarice by a summoned priest of Helm, Euron Sand. Lord Neverember debriefed those who would listen, mainly the dutiful paladin Captain Goldbrook and the Harper agent Zimran Ibanez. The latter moved on to report to his superiors (or so it seems!) about the end of the villain Nezznar, the Black Spider.
After receiving a mission about Luskan from Neverember and troubling news about her brother's detachment, Captain Goldbrook tended to her faith and met again with Euron Sand who disclosed that he had like business to her own. Wolfe and I left Nundro at a pub to go buy a carriage that I had my eye on earlier. That didn't go so smoothly as crime boss Eston Ware appeared out of nowhere (without his badly hidden ambush partner) and charged Mister Wolfe with retrieving a live lycanthrope. Nerts!

Dr Catriona: I still bought my carriage and hope to fix it up into something formidable. Captain Goldbrook already asked me to go with her to find her brother ( as if I would ever say no to lycanthropes ) and I am staying with her at her family estate while we handle preparations.
How in tarnation will this all turn out for The Watch?

Wolfe: Wolfe approaches Westra with Cat at his side once she's done fucking around with Neverember outside of the Castle. "Heard your brother's missing in Lurkwood."
"Cat convinced me to come along." He looks over to the scientist with a slight smirk.

Zimran Ibanez: "Right, so we're headed north?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona spends the days being productive and getting the carriage set up and other unexciting tasks. At the end, she gets it moved to the Goldbrook stables for fitting horses or whatnot, per Westra's permission. Its a sturdy, though not particularly fancy looking vehicle.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looked from one face to the other, and felt an odd sense of portent about the fact that The Watch had mostly reassembled for the trek north. Wolfe's return to the group was a surprise, and while itnormally would have been an unwelcome one, the notion of having more help to potentially locate her brother more quickly was appealing regardless of the source, for the moment.
"It would seem so. Father Sand, the cleric Ser Ironheart brought to Neverwinter Keep, has asked to join us as well."

Dungeon Lord: Nundro randomly found the Doc the day after the group arrived in Neverwinter. He bid her farewell, looking rough after a long night of drinking. He left to travel to Mirabar, his home. The somber dwarf thanked the watch for all their help and bid them visit him if they ever found their way to the city.

Dr Catriona: "I take it Mister Moonstrike has taken to other pursuits..." She hadn't seen the man in days.

Wolfe: Wolfe has, notably, bathed and cleaned himself up with his two days off. He had wished Nundro well for his journey, and told the Dwarf if he ever had need of someone he could reach out to him for aid.

Westra Goldbrook: "I am thankful to have all of your help on this task. Our time is short; Lord Neverember requires us to be in Luskan by Eleint 21st to tend to matters there on behalf of Neverwinter. We will need to move quickly, and we still won't have long to search."
"I have not seen Raithe since we returned to Neverwinter," she agreed with Cat, frowning slightly.

Dr Catriona: "I cant imagine being swapped and captured by a doppelganger provides uh.. lots of confidence in adventuring."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran shrugged at the loss of Raithe. As far as the bard was concerned he wasn't completely sure who the elf actually was...

Wolfe: "He said he wanted to track down the guy who was lookin' like him."

Westra Goldbrook: "Let us be off, then," Westra says. "If everyone is prepared. The Doctor has acquired a carriage to make the trip a little more comfortable."

Zimran Ibanez: "Did he consider looking in a mirror?"

Wolfe: "Ha. Ha."
"For a bigot you're hilarious, Zimran."

Dr Catriona: The doctor will give a somewhat sheepish greeting to the priest and have introductions then return to he matter at hand.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran eyes the half-orc, "Are we sure he's cured?"

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't acknowledge the Priest for now.
"Sadly I'm still cursed with putting up with your shit, singer."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra will climb onto the carriage while the others bicker, clearly eager to go.

Wolfe: Wolfe will get on his horse, not seeking to share space with Westra or Zimran.

Dr Catriona:Catriona sets LEROY up in the back and then will sit up front with whomever wants to drive. For a bit.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran settles in the carriage. Sleeping when he can or otherwise playing some music for the road.

Dungeon Lord: The group departs Neverwinter on the morning of Eleint 13th, heading quickly towards Lurkwood and the area where Westra's brother was last directed. Directions are scarce though she knows he was patrolling the Long Road. The trails through Neverwinter wood are tough and its difficult to maintain a quick speed past the roots and the fallen timber that must be cleared.

Dr Catriona: Catriona is probably the worst driver; animals don't like her.
(Unless they are made of METAL)

Westra Goldbrook: Catriona won't have to drive often, as Westra opts for that position naturally.

Wolfe: Wolfe's good on his horse.
"So, when we run into these Werewolves." He says to the group. "Try not to get bitten."

Dr Catriona: Not totally useless, she does set her pokemons (familiar and gnomebot) up for alarm and watch when they stop at night ;p
"I... normally try not to be bitten, regardless of what is doing the biting."

Dungeon Lord: After two long days of endless wood, annoying goblins and even a troll, the group finds themselves set overlooking the plains Northwestwest of Longsaddle. Another day brings them to the Long Road, somewhere fifty miles north of the town, the road and surrounding areas do not indicate anything amiss in the area.

Dr Catriona: She keeps a troll ear. It probably has stem cells for all that regen.

Wolfe: Wolfe will investigate for tracks or anything that might give an idea that they are on the right path.
11
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe

Dungeon Lord: The sun begins to lick the horizon as the group finds the worn road, the road is difficult to read as it is a common thoroughfare and heavily used. But, as the last vestiges of light turn to twilight, Wolfe does lead them North. The horses begin to knicker and move nervously. Ahead,those of the group with darkvision can see several figures laying across the road.

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts a hand up toward the others. "Careful." He speaks softly. "Looks like we found some of them."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls the carriage to a halt at what seems to be a safe distance away, and then climbs down to go inspect the figures in the road, her heart in her throat.
25   8
PERCEPTION (5)

Dr Catriona: (its not night yet..its like sunset sounds like )
(oh nm I see)

Dungeon Lord: Westra can see the bodies of fallen soldiers in her flickering torchlight. The road is quiet and she sees no signs of any movement or other figures lurking through the grasslands on either side.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra approaches the soldiers, and crouches to check their state and to see if she recognizes any of them.

Dr Catriona: Catriona peers out once the carriage stops. Before she says anything, she notices the bodies.

Dungeon Lord: Westra can see these are soldiers of Neverwinter, some of which she knew, some she knows were with her brother. A wolf howls in the distance, though it is clearly miles away.

Westra Goldbrook: ((They're dead? And if so, any indication of how they died?))

Dr Catriona: Stepping out out of the vehicle and sets GIZMO to do a flyover recon.

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns as he sees the carnage and hears the howl of a wolf. He lifts a hand to his pendant and grips it, then looks up at the phase of the moon.

Dr Catriona: "That is ... many cadavers."

Dungeon Lord: Upon further inspection, several of the soldiers have been killed with weapons such as pikes and swords, but others have been ripped apart by beasts, their body parts missing, entrails littering the ground. They have all been dead for days, maybe longer.
Westra can see 14 bodies littering the road and ground beside. Several lay in the high grass east of the road, their blood trailing from the road, along with finger marks in the dirt.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran covers his nose and mouth too dampen any smell in the area. The bard stays by the wagon.

Westra Goldbrook: "A grim fate for brave men," Westra laments, frowning.

Dr Catriona: The scientist seems rather unaffected by the pungent morbid odor, but that does not mean she doesn't look perturbed.

Westra Goldbrook: She then begins to pull them off of the path as best she can, so that the carriage can continue. "When we next reach a town, we must send word back to have the bodies transported home."

Wolfe: "If there's much left of them after, but... yeah."

Dr Catriona: "Wouldn't that be dangerous to the people who come to pick them up?"

Westra Goldbrook: As she works, she notices the finger marks in the dirt and the trail of blood. She steps off of the road towards the east to get a closer look.
"Not if we find the monsters responsible and end them."

Wolfe: Wolfe makes a sound at Westra's comment, but just turns his eyes to scan about.

Dr Catriona:
Perception
Gizmo
Skill: 10 | 22

Dungeon Lord: The men in the grass seem to have been pulled by the torn flesh and missing lower limbs. It appears they fought whatever drug them from the road, their fingers are bloody and gouge marks left by them are deep in the dry dirt. Westra does not find her brother among the corpses..

Dr Catriona: (has advantage)

GIZMO3: GIZMO is doing a fly around of the area to get a lay of the land.

Dungeon Lord: Gizmo only sees grass, trees, and the group in the nearby area. Far to the north Gizmo can make out a flame.

Westra Goldbrook:
1   4
RELIGION (0)

Euron Sand: Euron appears disturbed by all of the death the Watch has found. So many lives cut short for seemingly no reason.

Dr Catriona: "There is a fire a distance to the north." reports the scientist as she looks up towards the mechanical owl in flight.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra goes back towards the carriage, grim-faced. "Then we head north."

Dr Catriona: "I am unfamiliar with what kind of predators make their home in these parts."

Westra Goldbrook: "These were no normal forest predators. These men were half-consumed."

Wolfe:
18
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe

Euron Sand: Euron scans the area for anything that might point to the Black Claw being behind this.

Westra Goldbrook: "There are indications of sword injuries as well as claws," Westra points out. "I believe these are the were-beasts that have been rumored to lurk in these woods."

Euron Sand: "I thought the werebeasts had been hunted down and destroyed. This is worrisome."

Dr Catriona: "Gizmo just told me the flame is actually two torches."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns as he looks over the bodies, but says nothing.

Westra Goldbrook: "That is why this detachment was sent here."
"Let us make haste. We've no time to waste here." She climbs back onto the carriage, and will start it north once more once everyone's on board.

Euron Sand: Euron returns to the carriage and gets in.

Dr Catriona: Catriona sits on the driver's bench with Westra, if only because she has good vision at night.

Dungeon Lord: As the ground continues North, and occasional howls continue to be heard in the distance, though they do not seem to be moving closer. After nearly an hour more of travel, the group can see a wagon with three figures on it, a torch mounted on each side moves towards them.

Dr Catriona: Doc will LOOK.

Wolfe: Wolfe will look as well.

Dungeon Lord: The doctor can see two soldierly types sitting on each side of a smaller man, though only in height. What he lacks vertically, he makes up horizontally. The two outside hold long spears and keep watch as the middle man steers the two horses.

Dr Catriona: She casually knocks on the side of the carriage and calls back. "Look.. um... alive. Strangers."
Since Euron and Zimran are probably thumbwrestling or something.
:O

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran is simply looking out the window of the carriage, but not for anything. He is wistfully thinking of a warm bed and a warm maid to sleep with.

Wolfe: "Hail." Wolfe calls out brusquely.

Euron Sand: Euron looks to the Bard. "Can you tell what's going on out there? I can't see."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra slows the carriage and pulls to one side of the path as it moves. She waits to hear the response to wolfe's hail.

Lick Uscovaem: "Whooa whooa Nell." The man says as he pulls to the side of the road to let the carriage pass. "Well met! Fine night!"

Dr Catriona: Nothing like sending a Half orc out to do diplomacy in the dark wood.

Zimran Ibanez: The half-elf merely shrugs.

Wolfe: "Yeah. It's a real dandy."

Westra Goldbrook: "A dangerous night, citizen," Westra replies.

Wolfe: "What brings you three out this far?"

Lick Uscovaem: "Dangerous times we live in!" He says though he eyes Wolfe at his question for a moment before answering. "Headed to Longsaddle with my goods. Bhrigam and Tom here handle, unscrupulous folk."

Dr Catriona: Her lips form a line as she looks over the scene where the men are, searching for some visual reason as to why they are stopped here. Of all places.

Lick Uscovaem: "You lot ought be careful though. Werewolves about!"

Dr Catriona: ((found the smart one))

Euron Sand: Euron listens to the conversation, unsure of what's happening here. But he trusts Captain Goldbrook to do her job.

Westra Goldbrook: "I would consider an alternate path, friends," she says. "Nearly an entire detachment of guards from Neverwinter were slain just south of here. We are seeking the rest. Whatever assaulted them is likely still about, and you may find it worth your life to travel some other way."

Lick Uscovaem: "Ahhh" He waves a hand at Westra. "I've been up this road twice in a fortnight. Werewolves ain't bothered me none." His voice lowers to a whisper. "I know how to keep em away you see..."

Westra Goldbrook: "And how is that?"

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at Lick.

Lick Uscovaem: "Garlic and stale beer! You crush a whole clove in your beer, and drink it up. Werewolves won't touch you until it leaves your system!" He reaches behind him and pulls out several white bulbs. "Want to buy some?"

Euron Sand: "Excuse me, Doctor? What's going on?"

Dr Catriona: "That sounds implausible."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc lets out a chuckle. "Oh. I.. uh.. hadn't heard that."
"Sounds like... the remedy, alright."

Dr Catriona: She pulls open the port window behind the driver's bench so Euron can see this odd business.

Westra Goldbrook: "You've seen these werewolves?"

Lick Uscovaem: "Demand is pretty high in Longsaddle, but I have a few extra if you all are interested."
"Uhhh....well...no. But that is because the garlic keeps em away!"

Wolfe: "We're kind of lookin' for them, so we'd rather not keep them away."

Dr Catriona: "I thought garlic was for vampiric entities.." she muses aloud to no one in particular.

Wolfe: "Would be against our mission, y'know?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Have you heard where they congregate?"

Euron Sand: "I'm reasonably sure that these men aren't being truthful with us. Or...they're dangerously ignorant of their surroundings."

Lick Uscovaem: "Sounds like a bad idea. I'd say head West, I have heard the Gray Wolves are in Eastern Lurkwood."

Wolfe: "Thanks for the tip."
Wolfe nods towards the East. "You lot ready?"

Lick Uscovaem: "Sure you don't want any garlic and beer?"

Dr Catriona: She shrugs, as expected.

Wolfe: "Not stale beer."

Lick Uscovaem: "Suit yourselves."

Westra Goldbrook: "Safe travels," Westra bids them, then turns the carriage towards the east.

Lick Uscovaem: The odd trio continues south down the road.

Dr Catriona: When these travelers depart, she remarks.. "Was that normal?"

Wolfe: "No."
"We should probably take a break before we get too far in. Horses could likely use a rest."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks conflicted.
But ultimately decides that driving the horses to death would only slow things down in the end.

Dr Catriona: "Probably makes sense as it is getting very dark. The horses can't see well, I reckon."

Dungeon Lord: (Watches?)

Dr Catriona: She sets LEROY up for alarm mode and Gizmo up in the trees.

Euron Sand: Euron will also take an early watch.

Wolfe: Wolfe will take first watch as he dismounts.

Dr Catriona:
Alarm
abjuration 1 (ritual)
Casting Time: 1 minute
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A tiny bell and a piece of fine silver wire)
Duration: 8 hours
You set an alarm against unwanted intrusion. Choose a door, a window, or an area within range that is no larger than a 20-foot cube. Until the spell ends, an alarm alerts you whenever a tiny or larger creature touches or enters the warded area. When you cast the spell, you can designate creatures that won't set off the alarm. You also choose whether the alarm is mental or audible.

A mental alarm alerts you with a ping in your mind if you are within 1 mile of the warded area. This ping awakens you if you are sleeping.

An audible alarm produces the sound of a hand bell for 10 seconds within 60 feet.

Zimran Ibanez: ((Zimran doesn't take watches))

Dungeon Lord:
10
PERCEPTION (5)

Zimran Ibanez: ((I can't control my token))
all good i moved him

Dungeon Lord: Halfway through the second watch Euron hears a rustling in the bushes to the South, he seems something move through the underbrush, something fast.

Zimran Ibanez: ((Zimran would be sleeping inside or under the wagon

Dr Catriona:
Perception
Gizmo
Skill: 19 | 11

Euron Sand: Euron grabs his mace and rises from where he was reading.
Initiative
Werewolf
Initiative: 10

Zimran Ibanez:
12
INITIATIVE (4)

Dungeon Lord:
Initiative
Werewolf
Initiative: 17
Initiative
Werewolf
Initiative: 15
Initiative
Werewolf
Initiative: 17

Wolfe:
15
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: ((remember to select your token))

Euron Sand: "I think we've got company!" Euron said to the group.

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Westra Goldbrook:
21
INITIATIVE (3)

Zimran Ibanez:
23
INITIATIVE (4)

Dr Catriona:
10
INITIATIVE (3)

Euron Sand:
20
INITIATIVE (2)

Dr Catriona:
19
INITIATIVE (3)

GIZMO3: Gizmo screeches.

Zimran Ibanez: ((Has someone sounded an alarm?))

GIZMO3:
Initiative
Gizmo
Initiative: 18

Westra Goldbrook: "To arms!" Westra calls as she climbs to her feet, slapping a hand on the side of the carriage to wake the bard.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts as he was deep asleep.

Dungeon Lord: A long howl comes from the underbrush to the south, and another echos to to north and the east.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran wakes suddenly from inside the wagon. The groggy half-elf peeks out the window of the wagon.
((Does he see anything? is that one visible just for gizmo?))
Zimran loads his handcrossbow and stays hidden within the wagon.
9
STEALTH (6)
18
STEALTH (6)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lunges towards the south, halberd drawn as soon as she's on her feet.
Catching a glimpse of dark fur in the firelight, Westra swings towards it. "Beasts!"
9   23
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
8
Slashing
24   12
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
7
Bludgeoning
21   17
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
7
Slashing
21   23
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
7
Bludgeoning

Dungeon Lord: Westra's second and third strike seem to hit the beast, though it does not respond in the expected form of pain.

GIZMO3: ((Need Silver the tiefling.. and silve r the metal)

Euron Sand: Euron begins speak, touching the Watcher's Eye as he does.
"Helm, praise be unto you. Reach forth and extend your strength into our realm and give these warriors the power to defeat our enemies."
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.
(Wolfe, Westra, Euron)

Dr Catriona: "They are above!" she warns, fumbling for her glasses.

Dungeon Lord: The werewolf from above launches off the cliff face at the doctor.
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 15 | 4

Dr Catriona:
Defensive Step
abjuration 1
Casting Time: 1 reaction
Target: Selg
Components: M (Nomadic Step)
Duration: Instantaneous
When you are hit by an attack, you can use your reaction to gain a +4 bonus to AC against that attack, possibly turning it into a miss. You then teleport up to 10 feet to an unoccupied space you can see.

2 psi points spent.
She vanishes and her blanket falls down as if she was a jedi master who just became one with the force.

Dungeon Lord:
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 23 | 16
Damage: 7slashing
The Doctor's alarm spell goes off.

Euron Sand:
8
CONSTITUTION SAVE (3)

Dr Catriona: "Leroy has spotted more towards the south!"

Euron Sand: "ARGH!" Euron said, as he's clawed from behind.
rolling 1d4
(4)= 4
He does, however, manage to keep his spell!

Dungeon Lord: Westra sees the Wolfe attacking Euron is wearing the remnants of a flaming fist tunic.

Dr Catriona: ((GASP))

Wolfe: Wolfe gets to his feet slowly, awoken by the alarm spell and all the insanity that's going around. Grim at what he sees he draws Shokan from its sheath.

Zimran Ibanez: ((The half-orc is a TR8OR!!! Zimran warned you all))

Wolfe: "ONE CHANCE, LADS, BACK OFF NOW OR I'LL CUT YA DOWN."

Dungeon Lord: Another Werewolf comes from around the corner and lunges at the first living being it finds.
Mmmm horse.

Wolfe:
21
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
14
slashing
10
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing

Zimran Ibanez: ((Glad you spent that money on a wagon Six?))

Dr Catriona: (How bad does the one by wolfe look?)
She will use half her movement to stand, then ready a cantrip until Gizmo distracts the horse bothering asshole.
Focus: Mastery of Fire
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Fire: While focused on this discipline, you gain resistance to fire damage, and you gain a +2 bonus to rolls for fire damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
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120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.
Crit
She tuts her fingers, drawing flaming energies about her and lets loose....

Dr Catriona:
21 + 9
Fire
(The ASPCA got involved)

Zimran Ibanez: (PETA)

Dungeon Lord: The horse lets out a cry of pain as the werewolf takes a big bite out of it, the Werewolf in turn lets out a howl of pain as it catches on fire.

Dr Catriona: (no)
(Why is the horse dying?)

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 9 | 23
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Damage: 9piercing

Zimran Ibanez:
Dissonant Whispers
enchantment 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Target: one creature
Components: V
Duration: Instantaneous
You whisper a discordant melody that only one creature of your choice within range can hear, wracking it with terrible pain. The target must make a Wisdom saving throw. On a failed save, it takes 10 psychic damage and must immediately use its reaction, if available, to move as far as its speed allows away from you. The creature doesn't move into obviously dangerous ground, such as a fire or a pit. On a successful save, the target takes half as much damage and doesn't have to move away. A deafened creature automatically succeeds on the save.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, the damage increases by 1d6 for each slot level above 1st.

Dr Catriona: ((says the guy going to do GWM))

Zimran Ibanez: Still hidden inside the wagon Zimran peers out the window looking towards the werewolf in front of three of his travelling companions. A bolt of fire streaked past his view. The bard whispers a spell quietly towards the werewolf.

Dr Catriona: (Opportunity attacks!)

Dungeon Lord:
Wisdom
Werewolf
Ability: 20 | 4

Dr Catriona: (nooo)
(still takes 5 damage)

Zimran Ibanez: ((brb))

Westra Goldbrook: When her strike at the wolf seems to have little effect, Westra pauses to imbue her weapon with a spell of divine fervor before striking again, hoping that will serve her better.
4
Radiant
Self
Divine Favor
8   13
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing
27   17
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
9 + 5
Slashing

Dr Catriona: (get it gurl)

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(1)= 1

Dr Catriona: ((She is hesitant because she has bonded with her cocoa dog IRL))

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(3)= 3

Dungeon Lord: Westra's radiant damage seemed to have an effect on the beast, it snarls at her through the bush.

Euron Sand: Euron steps back, then focuses on the creature that attacked him.
22
120 ft
Guiding Bolt (+8)
10
Radiant

Dr Catriona: (move provokes)

Dungeon Lord:
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 11 | 7

Euron Sand: "Helm has no patience for your tyranny."

Dungeon Lord: The radiant damage strikes the beast and he begins to look a bit rough.

GIZMO3: Gizmo distracts the monster by Wolfe, using the help action, then flies off.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

GIZMO3: ((11 yes))

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 20 | 9
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 7 | 24
Damage: 8piercing

Wolfe:
13
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe
Wolfe growls. "Once bitten, twice fooled."

Zimran Ibanez: ((None of them have names))

GIZMO3: ((FYI, no healthbar over Euron for me))
((Names appeared yes))

Westra Goldbrook:
24   21
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
11
Slashing
rolling 1d4
(2)= 2

Dungeon Lord:
Howl
Werewolf
All creatures within 30 yards must succeed on a DC 15 Charimas Check or become frightened of all werewolves. After succeeding a creature is immune to howl for 1 hour.

Westra Goldbrook:
9   14
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Wolfe:
3
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe

Zimran Ibanez:
11
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Dr Catriona: ((30 YARDS..holy shit))
((Is there no way to unfrightenize them?))

Euron Sand:
8
CHARISMA SAVE (6)

Wolfe: Wolfe gets a little shook by that Werewolf howl. He takes a slow breath, calming himself and helping to fight through the fear.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Dr Catriona:
8
CHARISMA SAVE (-1)

Wolfe:
16
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing

Euron Sand: Euron's eyes go wide at the sound of the howl. What were they doing here? Could Helm's power reach them here?

Wolfe:
27
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing
Wolfe delivers a quick couple of slashes in rapid, nearly blurringly quick strokes. He kicks the Werewolf away, his eyes focused as he scans around the group.

Westra Goldbrook: A new beast surges forward from the brush, and though Westra catches him with a sound slash of her halberd, the following howl chills her to her bones.

Wolfe: He then grabs the Wakazashi at his side and tosses it toward Westra. "WESTRA! USE THIS!"
18
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe
As the blade swirls through the air, the moon shines off its silver blade.

Dr Catriona: Flying
(Oh he's scared too probably)

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 24 | 17
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.

Dr Catriona:
Charisma
Gizmo
Ability: 2

Dungeon Lord:
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 17 | 20
Damage: 6piercing
Damage: 11slashing

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 3

Wolfe:
11
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: ((is that the flaming one?))

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 25 | 6
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 12 | 10
Damage: 15 + 12piercing

Dr Catriona: ((Brother sister werewolfe pair))

Westra Goldbrook:
7   4
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Dr Catriona: ((Which one looks most hurt?))
DC15
Dexterity Save
10
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 14 | 20

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns as he sees one of the Werewolves bite Westra.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona: She uses her Boomer, blasting the lycanthrope that is already singed to hell.

Zimran Ibanez: "You flaming, mangy mutt. Begone! Shoo!"

Dr Catriona:
17
CHARISMA SAVE (-1)

Zimran Ibanez:
DC15
Wisdom Save
Disadvantage on the next Attack roll it makes before the end of its next turn.
6
Psychic
60 ft
Vicious Mockery

Dungeon Lord:
Wisdom
Werewolf
Ability: 15 | 9

Dr Catriona: ((Save vs frightened))

Zimran Ibanez:
17
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Westra Goldbrook: Wolfe calls to Westra, and she turns in time to catch the sword he tossed. While she hefts it more soundly into her grip, however, the nearby monster surges forward and sinks its vile teeth into her arm. Westra shouts, an uncharacteristic note of true fear in her voice, before slashing wildly back at the beast with Wolfe's blade.


Dungeon Lord: The werewolf howls in pain as the silvered weapon slices into it.

Westra Goldbrook:
26   21
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Euron Sand: Euron focuses on Westra, touching the Watcher's Eye. "Bind her wounds. Her watch is not ended."
9
Healing
60 ft
Healing Word

Westra Goldbrook: Emboldened by the more effective weapon and the cleric's healing prayer, Westra snarls as she squares herself against the wolves once more.

Dr Catriona: She takes a bit of relief seeing that Euron is actually compotent.

GIZMO3: Gizmo helps Wolfe and then flies away.

Euron Sand:
11   10
CHARISMA SAVE (6)

GIZMO3: (OH WAIT)

Euron Sand: rolling 1d4
(3)= 3
Charisma
Gizmo
Ability: 0

Dungeon Lord:
Trap Jaw
Werewolf
Attack: 7 | 15
DC 15 Dexterity Check or stop moving. The creature cannot move until it makes a DC 15 Str check to break free. You can automatically hit with this attack if you are already biting a target in this way.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 24 | 16
Damage: 10slashing

Dr Catriona: "The acoustic censors have destabilized GIZMO's equilibrium stabilizers!"
#jargon4days

L.E.R.O.Y.: "You should re calibrate the stabilizers by bypassing the primary lift sensors." The voice comes from the drivers seat.

Wolfe:
27
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing
25
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
19
slashing
Wolfe dispatches another werewolf, as there can be only one wolf.

Dr Catriona: "Marvelous!"

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 21 | 18
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 16 | 22

Dr Catriona: Wolfe is not in High-Five range.

Dungeon Lord:
Damage: 10piercing

Dr Catriona: ((thats what she said))

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 6
"Hands off mongrel!"

Dr Catriona: She pulls the spider staff from the back and points it forward... "Eat adhesive you pinhead varmints!"
Web
conjuration 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Target: Each creature that starts its turn in the webs or that enters them during its turn
Components: V, S, M (A bit of spiderweb)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 hour
You conjure a mass of thick, sticky webbing at a point of your choice within range. The webs fill a 20-foot cube from that point for the duration. The webs are difficult terrain and lightly obscure their area.

If the webs aren't anchored between two solid masses (such as walls or trees) or layered across a floor, wall, or ceiling, the conjured web collapses on itself, and the spell ends at the start of your next turn. Webs layered over a flat surface have a depth of 5 feet.

Each creature that starts its turn in the webs or that enters them during its turn must make a Dexterity saving throw. On a failed save, the creature is restrained as long as it remains in the webs or until it breaks free.

A creature restrained by the webs can use its actions to make a Strength check against your spell save DC. If it succeeds, it is no longer restrained.

The webs are flammable. Any 5-foot cube of webs exposed to fire burns away in 1 round, dealing 2d4 fire damage to any creature that starts its turn in the fire.
Anchored the walls.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔


Zimran Ibanez:
20   22
30/120
Hand Crossbow (+6)
9
Piercing


Westra Goldbrook: Westra continues to slash at the beast with the unfamiliar blade

Euron Sand:
8
Healing
60 ft
Healing Word

Dr Catriona: ((healing word is a bonus))

Westra Goldbrook: Westra once more feels the cleric's faith support her, and she casts him a grateful glance.

Euron Sand:
DC16
Dexterity Save
12
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 17 | 3

Euron Sand:
25   26
CHARISMA SAVE (6)

Dr Catriona:
Initiative
Gizmo
Initiative: 8

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 19 | 12
Trap Jaw
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 20
DC 15 Dexterity Check or stop moving. The creature cannot move until it makes a DC 15 Str check to break free. You can automatically hit with this attack if you are already biting a target in this way.
Damage: 6piercing + 2piercing
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 8 | 20

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 7

Wolfe: Wolfe baps the Were-Wolf(?) on the snout.

Dr Catriona: ((damn these cutting words are puttin in the mileage))

Wolfe:
12
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
10
slashing

Euron Sand: (glamping for Zimran)

Wolfe:
18
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing
6
10
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
11
slashing
21
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
14
slashing

Dr Catriona: ((op mofo))

Dungeon Lord: 9

Wolfe: 48

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 20 | 6

Dr Catriona: "TARNATION!"

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 22 | 13
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 20 | 6
Damage: 16piercing
Damage: 8slashing

Westra Goldbrook:
8   16
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Wolfe: Wolfe delivers a literal assault upon the Werewolf, but then notices the one by Westra lights her the fuck up.

Dr Catriona: ((Her brother comes out of the bathroom in the castle in Neverwinter was like, whered everyone go))
8
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.
14
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.

Dr Catriona:
14
Fire
ANd web...
7

Zimran Ibanez:
Faerie Fire
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Target: Each object and creature in a 20-foot cube within range
Components: V
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Each object in a 20-foot cube within range is outlined in blue, green, or violet light (your choice). Any creature in the area when the spell is cast is also outlined in light if it fails a Dexterity saving throw. For the duration, objects and affected creatures shed dim light in a 10-foot radius.

Any attack roll against an affected creature or object has advantage if the attacker can see it, and the affected creature or object can't benefit from being invisible.

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 11 | 19
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 19 | 7

Dr Catriona: Seeing Westra taking grievous injuries, she rapidly tuts her fingers to direct blue fire over to the far werewolfe.... the web begins to burn.

Wolfe:
8
DEXTERITY SAVE (1)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: ((remember Bless))

Westra Goldbrook:
21   15
DEXTERITY SAVE (3)
26   17
Melee
Silvered Sword (+8)
8
Piercing

Dr Catriona: (-1)
(MORE ATTACKS! MURDER MURDER!)

Westra Goldbrook:
23   8
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
6
Piercing

Dr Catriona: ((just call it a KO))

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes a beating from the nearby wolf, but as she goes to return the fury, she notices the sigil of the Flaming Fist on the remnant of the gear the beast is wearing. At the last minute she pulls her blow, knocking the beast unconscious instead of taking its life.

Dr Catriona: ((thats not murder))

Westra Goldbrook: "These are our men," she tells the others, distress in her voice.
The longer the realization sinks in, the more distraught she inwardly becomes, She turns, looking over the field of battle at the felled bodies.

Euron Sand:
11
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 11 | 23
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 23

Dr Catriona:
Charisma
Gizmo
Ability: 2

Dungeon Lord:
Damage: 11slashing
Damage: 10piercing

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 2

Wolfe:
26
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe
21   23
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
13
slashing
29   13
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
14 + 19
slashing
Wolfe not only punches the Werewolf in the snout, he punches it in the fucking gut.

Dr Catriona: ((He is wearing a murder me t-shirt))

Wolfe: After knocking the wind out of it, he then bats it in the temple with the butt of his katana.
"Sit the fuck down."
End Session 27

Dr Catriona: ((thx GM))
Charisma
Gizmo
Ability: 2

GIZMO3: Gizmo recovers once the threat is neutralized.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on April 03, 2018, 06:07:36 PM
Session 28


Euron Sand: “My name is Euron Sand, Cleric of Helm. When I was a boy, my parents left me behind to fight a great evil, leaving me only the symbol called the Watcher’s Eye to aid me in my quest. My path brought me to Neverwinter, where I was fortunate enough to encounter a group of heroes making a name for themselves with their dedication to justice.
Captain Goldbrook is my sister in Helm’s grace and a capable leader seeking a way to save her family. Do not question her strength or devotion.
The half-orc, Wolfe, is a fierce warrior wrestling with his own demons using his enchanted blade.

Euron Sand: Doctor Wicker is a Lantanese scientist with a gadget or idea for every situation. Underestimate her at your peril.
Zimran, our Bard, is an excellent singer, who can inspire with a song or bring an enemy low with cutting words. His voice will be the last you hear as you fall in defeat.
We’ll stand together against evil so that others don’t have to. Some call us heroes. We call ourselves The Watch.

Euron Sand: We left Neverwinter to investigate the Lurkwood and locate Captain Goldbrook’s brother, Antony, whose regiment had vanished while dealing with rumors of werewolves in the woods. Initially, we found mangled bodies on the side of the road, destroyed by inhuman creatures.
We stopped for the evening, determined to rest and continue our search in the morning.
Our quarry found us first.
The Watch defeated the enemy, but an investigation brought forth new information. The werewolves that attacked us were members of the Flaming Fist, from Antony’s own group. There’s been no sign of Antony, so there is still hope. The search continues…"

Dr Catriona: She supposes people are manacled and roped up?

Westra Goldbrook: Unable to sleep after the disturbing revelations from the werewolves, Westra takes up a post and keeps watch regardless of who else might be up.

Wolfe: Wolfe stayed on watch while the others tried to sleep.

Zimran Ibanez: After a while of not being interrupted, a gentle snore can be heard emanating from the carriage.

Westra Goldbrook: When dawn neared, Westra stood and moved towards the captives, clearly anxious to see them transform.

Wolfe: Wolfe is hovering nearby them, chewing on an apple. "Mornin." He mutters around apple bits and tusks.

Dr Catriona: ((Horse heals too?

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods to Wolfe's greeting, and quietly paces while waiting.

Dr Catriona: (It could just use its horsey hit die, no?)
She will give Horse some goodberries if not.

Dungeon Lord: The dawn crept over the horizon in orange brilliance and the moon disappeared in moments. Both wolves clearly regenerated as they lay unconscious throughout the rest of the evening, leaving little but scares to indicated the previous battle. The larger, stronger looking werewolf's form began to change, the ropes and manacles grew loose as he shrank into a a ragged, skinny man. His matted hair and beard, the only things providing any cover on his body. The other wolf, the one wearing remnants of the flaming fist, notably did not revert to his form.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra leaves Wolfe with the captives long enough to retrieve a blanket from the carriage. While there, she rouses Zimran. "Dawn has come," she told him. "We must work."

Wolfe: "Huh."

Westra Goldbrook: She then took the blanket back to the captives and spread it over the naked man.

Wolfe: Wolfe scratches at his beard as two don't transform back.
"That shouldn't happen."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran wakes suddenly, at the sound of motion and voices outside the wagon. The bard took a moment to gather himself, grab hold of a water skin and step out. The half-elf recoiled at the sight of the charred remains of one horse before going around to relieve himself.

Westra Goldbrook: "Does this mean that there was a werewolf among the Flaming Fist the whole time?" she asked, frowning at the sleeping captives.

Wolfe: "Yes?"
"I think?"

GIZMO3: Gizmo happens to be on a branch above where Zimran is doing his business. He does not want to be there.

Westra Goldbrook: While the captives continued to sleep, Westra double-checked the bindings on the wolf. Then she stood, and nudged the other man gently with the toe of her boot.
"Wake."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks up at the mechanical bird, "You're the one with wings, you find somewhere else."

Dungeon Lord: "Wha....what?" He looks around quickly before struggling against the bindings.

GIZMO3: Gizmo does that weird thing owls do where they turn their head totally upside down. Then he moves to another branch with some R2 like beeps.

Westra Goldbrook: "Be still. We've no desire to harm you further," Westra advises, calmly. "What is your name?"

Dr Catriona: The Doctor snuffs out the campfire with a clenching of her fist and a seeming will of her mind, squinting some towards the sun and then back to the captives.

Chaag Drehi: "Name? Name? What is in a name?" He mumbles to himself. "Power! NAMES ARE POWER!" He shouts up to Westra and continues struggling.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns. "I am looking for Antony Goldbrook," she said, crouching down to rest on the balls of her feet in front of the man, just out of arm's reach. "Are you one of his men? You're a member of the Flaming Fist?"

Wolfe: The Half-Orc watches the man shouting with a critical eye, though he remains quiet for now.

Zimran Ibanez: "Try not to alarm your master," Zimran said to the bird as he finished relieving himself. Splashing some water on his face and hands, the bard recomposed himself and came back around the wagon to see what Westra was up to.

Chaag Drehi: He doesn't seem to take any notice of Westra's inquiry and continues mumbling as his eyes dart everywhere. "He will give us all the names! All the power! Just a scratch, just a bite. Power! I will bring him more names, for more power."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks over at Wolfe, an uncharacteristically helpless expression on her face.

Dr Catriona: "I don't think all his marbles are uh... accounted for."

Westra Goldbrook: "Who?" She asked, looking back to the captive. "Who will give you power?"

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs and walks over to sit on his haunches next to the madman. "Hey." He places a firm hand on the fellow's shoulder.
"Answer the lady, or I am going to make this unpleasant."

Dr Catriona: She rubs the lenses of her spectacles some and places them on, looking on with some wariness.

Chaag Drehi: He struggles harder at the bindings, Westra's is able to tell he is far stronger than he appears."My Lady, my sweet lady, give it all to me." He cranes his neck and looks to the West. "I need the names!"

Wolfe: "Westra."
"Give me my Wakazashi, please." He holds a hand up to her.

Dr Catriona:"Is.. that breakfast?"

Wolfe: "The small blade I gave her."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stands without a thought to begin to hand Wolfe back his sword, but pauses when she realizes what he means to do. She frowns. "Do you think that is warranted?" she asked. She did slowly complete the gesture to offer the sword back to him. "He clearly has lost his sense."

Wolfe: Wolfe takes the sword in hand and slowly unsheathes it, holding the silvered blade before the eyes of the madman. "You know what this is, don't you?" He asks more as a rhetorical question than one he expected an answer from.

Chaag Drehi: The man grunts a couple times and coughs. "Sun, Moon, Stars, Darkness, Light, Twilight, beware the night, retreat from the day, all will obey."

Dr Catriona: "I have to... agree with the captain. I don't see how physical coercion would right an addled mind."

Wolfe: "Luna's metal. She who gave you power and can strip it away." He says slowly to the man, his hand slowly reaching out to grip the hair of the babbling man, forcing him still as he brings the blade closer.

Zimran Ibanez: CRUNCH!
Zimran bites into an apple as he watches the dramatic tension build in front of him.

Wolfe: "Who holds the names?"

Chaag Drehi: "He who must not be named."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran laughs, chocking slightly on his apple.

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a slight sigh of relief.
"Well. That's good at least."

Dr Catriona: Catriona, not particularly squeemish, but not interested in torture, turns and returns to the wagon to grab some tools from her belongings.

Westra Goldbrook: "That means something to you?" she asks wolfe

Wolfe: He leans back some taps the weapon against his hand. "Yep."
"What's he look like, babblefish?"

Chaag Drehi: "Yes, yes. Run. It makes the blood pump faster." He struggles harder at his chains.
"Tastes so much sweeter."

Dr Catriona: She then approaches a werewolf corpse in the background and removes a few teeth and claws. They make soft plink sounds as they fall into her specimen jars.

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts. "We're not getting anything useful from this guy."
"We should just get rid of him."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran steps aside making sure he's out of the doctor's way. Leaning against the side of the wagon Zimran bites into his apple once again.
CRUNCH!
"Hey, what's up Doc?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Whom did he mean by 'he who must not be named'?"

Wolfe: "Fuck if I know."

Dr Catriona: "Umm... up where?" she replies to the bard, twisting the cap onto the iron jar.

Wolfe: "He didn't give me a name."

Westra Goldbrook: "You said if they transform back, the lycanthropy was a curse that could be reversed."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs.

Westra Goldbrook: "Can Father Sand not heal him of this?"

Wolfe: "I guess."
He gets up and sheathes the silver sword.

Euron Sand: "I can try." Euron said, returning to the group once his prayers were finished.

Euron Sand: "I can try." Euron said, returning to the group once his prayers were finished.

Zimran Ibanez: "It's a greeting asking... nevermind," the bard says giving a slight sigh. He turns his attention back to the werewolves.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded at the returning Priest. She watched Wolfe lift the other wolf and start off, and though she looked like she wanted to object, she held her tongue.

Chaag Drehi: The man slams his teeth together biting the air, the hair on his body begins to thicken. "They fear, they run, they die. They all die...."

Wolfe: He then grabs the knocked out Werewolf and pulls him toward a tree.

Dr Catriona: "Oh... I'm not good at all that... colloquial greetings and such." She pushes her glasses up some. "But I will keep that one in mind next I hear it."

Wolfe: Wolfe will then start tying the werewolf to the sturdiest looking tree he can find.

Dr Catriona: Satisfied with her were-wulf reagents, she returns to the more pressing scene unless stopped for some other reason.
"I.. may be speaking out of assumption, but... it sounds like he has fallen sway to some manner of cult leader.....to me."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra waits for Father Sand to do his thing.
"It would seem so," she agrees, towards the doctor

Dr Catriona: "Could this mean there is some cult leading alpha wolf that the others beta too?" That was not a pleasant picture....
"And does it just want to swell its pack at cost to everyone else?"

Wolfe: "Yep!" Wolfe calls from the tree as he finishes tying up the werewolf.

Westra Goldbrook: "That, or some megalomaniacal wizard such as the Black Spider was, using these men for some foul purpose."

Wolfe: "The strong are turned, the weak consumed." Wolfe says as he walks back to the others, dusting off his hands.

Westra Goldbrook: "But I confess, I do not know where the lycanthropy curse originated."
She eyed Wolfe as he returned. "You know much about this," she observed, her tone neutral.

Wolfe: "Funny what you hear when you keep an open mind."

Westra Goldbrook: "So this is hearsay?"

Wolfe: "Sure."

Dr Catriona: "But hearsay can be rumor."

Chaag Drehi: "The lady comes." He struggles and turns on the ground. "When the day is done and the weak retreat, she sees all, and is a sight so sweet."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns as he looks over at babblefish.
"What's that mean?"

Dungeon Lord: Euron lays his hand on the babbling man, and the spell seems to have no effect on the man's crazed speaking or behavior.

Westra Goldbrook: "This does not make any sense," she says, her frown deepening. "Can they not be saved at all?"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran takes a final bite from his apple before tossing it over his shoulder. ((Please let it hit GIZMO))
"If he weren't mad I could probably compel him to speak, but in his state, no telling what he might say."

Dr Catriona: "We might have to consider that this state is too advanced to be remedied, or that the nameless figure must expire to free him."

Wolfe: "Yeah he could just be nuts without magic."

Zimran Ibanez:
13
DEXTERITY (3+1)

Dr Catriona: ((11 +cover lol))

Chaag Drehi: 18
12   17
STRENGTH (2)

GIZMO3: Gizmo is hit with an apple core and whirls around under the branch from the impact and hangs upside down before falling to the ground. Its hate for Zimran grows.

Dr Catriona: Catriona looks back at the owl squeal, but cannot identify why, so looks back to the werewolf.
"If we cannot help him is it ..humane... to leave him like this?"

Wolfe: "Westra's call. I'm leaving the other one tied up until we get done up here."

Zimran Ibanez: "No it is not..." said the bard quietly.

Wolfe: "Leaving some rations for it and that's it."

Dr Catriona: "I can uh.. say.. if I was running around naked in the woods turning into a feral predator, insane and babbling... death would probably be preferable."

Westra Goldbrook: "If we kill this alpha," she says, looking to Wolfe, "Will it help him?"

Zimran Ibanez: "The alpha needs to die anyways Westra. The question is how many more will this one kill before we get to the leader..." Zimran didn't care for the tone this conversation was taking and pulled ou8t his yarting.

Chaag Drehi: "She will reign and fall to day, but those who know will find a way." A moment later, the man tears apart the bindings holding and and shoves Euron to the ground next to him. The man rolls onto all fours.

Dr Catriona: "AH!"
Doctor Wicker is startled.

Wolfe: "Don't think he.. whoa!"
Wolfe draws his katana quickly.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra whirls her halberd off of her back and sinks into a fighting stance.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc walks over and steps onto the man's back, putting his katana tip to the back of his neck. "Simma down."

Westra Goldbrook: She tries to angle herself between the werewolfe and the cleric, giving the latter a chance to get back on his feet and move away

Wolfe: "Or I'm going to stop your chattering once and for all."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran's eyes go wide as he grips onto yarting tightly.

Dr Catriona: The cluster of persons around the creature has her not able to get a good bead on what is going on and what she can do about it in the moment.

Chaag Drehi: "I have a name! Anthony! Hahahahaahaa! Anthony!" He coughs and grunts.
23

Wolfe:
17
STRENGTH (5)
Wolfe

Chaag Drehi: The man pushes Wolfe off and runs from the group through the grass to the West."A name! A name!"

Dr Catriona: (( Can I shoots it?))

Westra Goldbrook: "Wait!" she calls to cat
"If it is collecting names, is it likely not running back to its master?"
"We could follow it."

Dr Catriona: Her hands frost over, fingers taking on a white mist. She looks at Westra.
"But it is fast."
"All werewolf prints look similar to me, too."

Westra Goldbrook: She looks to wolfe, who seems to have been the resident survivalist. "Can you track him?"

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles as he finds his proper footing. "Yeah. Probably."

Dr Catriona: "Gizmo!" she calls out.
Unfortunately, Gizmo is confused from having fallen over. Thanks Zimran.

Wolfe:
7
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook: "Hurry!" she calls to everyone. "Into the wagon. Wolfe, take your horse."
"After him!"

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe can easily see the fresh trail through the grass.

GIZMO3: The owl drunkenly takes off into the air and tries to get a ...birds eye view.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc will go and mount up and try to go after the man.

Dr Catriona: Catriona extends a hand to Euron to help him up (though he probably gets a bit of superficial freezer burn from the contact) and she heads to the Rex.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran climbs atop the wagon strumming a tune that seemed to imply a chase...

Westra Goldbrook: Westra hops into the driver's seat (unless that's where Cat went) and the second all are aboard she sets the horses off

Dr Catriona: Cat isnt in a place that interferes with Action Westra™ driving.
"How do we know it isn't leading us into a bigger ambush?"

Dungeon Lord: As the group moves across the expansive grasslands, following the clearly meandering trail of the Werewolfe man, they massive lush forest of Lurkwood creeps into view from the North.

Westra Goldbrook: "Did he seem like a man capable of complex planning to you?"

Dr Catriona: "Like.. wolf instincts... or something."
She grips the bar in front of her as the speed properly hits.

Westra Goldbrook: "Either way, we will find more werewolves."

Dungeon Lord: The plain is fairly bumpy for the wagon, certainly less pleasant than even the root covered roads in Neverwinter forest.

Wolfe:
15
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: (Can Gizmo Help)

Wolfe:
6
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe

GIZMO3: Gizmo is helping from above tho, with his birds eye view.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe notices as they follow the man, the hand and footprints change back into paw prints.

Wolfe:
5   7
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe
Wolfe frowns sharply as he notices. "Hey! He turned back into a werewolf!"

GIZMO3: "In the middle of the morning. Something is definitely odd here."

Dr Catriona: as Cat

Dungeon Lord: The middle of the day comes and Wolfe is able to still follow the trail. As the afternoon comes Wolfe finds that the trail is harder to follow. He manages to make it to the edge of the forest where a small brook flows along the treeline, before losing it.

Westra Goldbrook: "Didn't he already say if they were given over to the wolf they weren't bound by the moon?" she asked, confused at Cat's confusion.

Wolfe: "He turned back into a person at dawn. He was supposed to be cursed."
"And Euron removed it. And I fucking lost him."

Dr Catriona: "Nerts."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc snarls in anger.

Westra Goldbrook: "No!" Westra grunts.
She hops down off of the wagon and eyes the treeline, as though she might see something the half-orc missed.

GIZMO3:
Perception
Gizmo
Skill: 21 | 12

Westra Goldbrook:
12   21
PERCEPTION (5)

GIZMO3: She sets a visor over her eye which kind of looks like a DBZ scouter thing and syncs into her familiar's vision.

Dr Catriona: "This is trippy..."
"Oh.. I see a clearing about... two miles into the woods."

Dungeon Lord: Westra finds several blackberry bushes in bloom on the other side of the river

Dr Catriona: "Or Gizmo sees it. I see what he sees."
"North." she adds.

Wolfe: "We should get across the brook then and head that way. Maybe the trail will pick back up."

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank the Watcher," Westra says, at Cat's report. "The next person who abuses that owl will suffer for it," she says, climbing back onto the wagon

Zimran Ibanez: "And here I thought you had been gifted with some extra elven sight," Zimran chuckles from within the wagon.

GIZMO-3 is REDEEMED.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra guides the wagon and towards the clearing the doctor indicated.

Dr Catriona: Cat doesnt handle the bumpiness well and is thankful whenever that bit ends.

Dungeon Lord: Taking the wagon through the wood is a very slow process without even a trail. After several hours the group finds the trees clearing.

Wolfe: "Well..."
"This looks ominous."

Dr Catriona: ((Would it have made obvious sense to leave the carriage?))

Zimran Ibanez: ((raises hand sheepishly))

Dr Catriona: ((also Wolfe coulda rode ahead, no?))
((leave Zimran to guard it ALL))

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a slow sniff of the air.
"....Fuck"
Wolfe slowly dismounts off of his horse... because he is not proficient in mounted combat.

Dr Catriona: She summons Gizmo back.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls out her torch.
And begins to light it.

Wolfe: Wolfe starts slowly walking north. As he moves he draws his katana and settles it solidly in both hands.

Dungeon Lord: The wood around the house begins to darken in the early evening. Dead trees and weeds litter the area surrounding the structures, broken fences litter the area partitioning off what used to be fields of crops. The large two story structure has a large wrap around covered porch leading up to two doors on the southern side. There is no illumination within the boarded windows and the large barn to the Northeast has only double doors on the West side.

Dr Catriona: "A strange place to have a home... probably why it has been abandoned."

Wolfe: "Wasn't always abandoned." Wolfe says softly, more to himself as he walks forward toward the north, trying to pick up something he sensed.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Wolfe, where are you going?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws her weapon and hops down from the wagon to head after Wolfe, cautiously.

Dungeon Lord: Euron follows.

Westra Goldbrook: While moving, she reaches deep into her faith and lets the Watcher's keen eyes tell her what unholy creatures may be near. (Divine Sense)

Dr Catriona: She sets Leroy in the back to alarm sentry mode.
(Yes)

Wolfe: "Something familiar."
(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): you can sense a ghoul near the house.

Dr Catriona: "Familiar like...apple pie? Or familiar like hungry basilisk?"

Westra Goldbrook: "There are undead near us," she says, quietly.

Wolfe: "If you're familiar with hungry basilisks it explains a lot about your childhood, Cat."

Dr Catriona: "Undead... again? What do they have to do with werewolves?"

Dungeon Lord: Westa sees a rotten, torn apart body that appears to be lifeless laying on the far side of the porch, though her sense tells her it is undead.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra walked up to the ghoul and if it didn't move, set her halberd blade down through its throat, beheading it.

Dungeon Lord: The old wood creeks in protest as you walk up the steps to the porch. You have to dodge broken and rotten boards as you move further along it.

Dr Catriona: "Contact up ahead."

Dungeon Lord: The head rolls away from the body without a sound or response.

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly follows after Westra, his pace controlled as he scans around the area.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tries one of the doors to see if it's locked.
If it's not, she opens it.

Dr Catriona: "What if there are undead werewolves? That is like twice as bad as undead or werewolves." she whispers emphatically.

Dungeon Lord: A moment before you reach the door, from within the house you hear the voice of a young girl. "It's ok Lucy, the monsters are gone we can play now."
The smell of stale air, rot, and dead fill assault your nose as you open the door. The top hinge rips out of the wooden frame and nearly strikes you as you dodge away. Two mangled bodies lay in this room. Whoever the poor people were, they were attacked by some kind of animal and nearly completely consumed.

Dr Catriona: "Captain be careful. Little girl voices are notoriously harbingers of grisley fates."

Wolfe: "Starting to see where the weird shit that comes out of you comes from, Cat." Wolfe frowns as he looks around the house.

Dungeon Lord: The remains of another rest in the hallway to the north, entrails and brain matter having dried ont he floor.

Dr Catriona: She makes a face.

Wolfe: "This place is giving me the creeps."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks to the doctor, "I'm sorry I've been lost in thought and blindly following, but why are we wandering around a creepy house in the woods?"

Dungeon Lord: The door hangs opened on its hinges as you push it opened you see more manged bodies, the overwhelming smell of death fills wafts out to the hall. Around the back of the door a large wolf chews on the remains of a body, tufts of skin sag and wounds show holes within the beast's body. His nose wiggles at your scent and he turns to look at you, his black eyes are not something of a living creature, but something else.

Dr Catriona: "I suppose now would be a poor time to advise that I am claustrophobic." she whispers.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes her way down a narrow hallway and into the first door she sees.
"To arms!" she calls
16
INITIATIVE (3)

Wolfe:
8
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker gives Zimran the biggest shrug of confusion.

Zimran Ibanez:
17
INITIATIVE (4)
9
INITIATIVE (4)

Dr Catriona: "Unclear!" she says in a whisper.

Dungeon Lord:
Initiative
Werewolf
Initiative: 17

Dr Catriona:
10
INITIATIVE (3)

Dungeon Lord:
Initiative
Ghoul
Initiative: 7

Westra Goldbrook: "What sort of unholy fiend is this?" she remarks, with obvious disgust

Dungeon Lord:
17
INITIATIVE (2)

Dr Catriona: (no thats ok)

GIZMO3: (or not)
Initiative
Gizmo
Initiative: 13

Dungeon Lord: Euron pushes past the Doctor for a moment to bless Westra, Wolfe, and then the Doc herself, before ducking back around the corner.

Dr Catriona: (no! zombie wolves are worse than zombies and worse than wolves!)

Dungeon Lord: The wolf looks at Westra and chomps its bared fangs.
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 25 | 12
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 12 | 7
Damage: 7 + 1piercing

Westra Goldbrook:
19   9
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Dr Catriona: Hearing the snarls, she makes a worried face.
"What is that?!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra returns the favor, and swings angrily at the beast.
10   22
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
14
Slashing
22   23
30/120
Javelin Hurl (+7)
6
Piercing
14   13
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
12
Slashing
rolling 1d4
(3)= 3

Dungeon Lord: All three of Westra's attacks find purchase, thought they appear to not effect the beast.

Dr Catriona: (Javelins ?)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra snarls. "Wolfe! Your short sword, please!" she calls to the half-orc

Wolfe: "It's called a Wakazashi!"

Dr Catriona:
Focus: Mastery of Fire
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Fire: While focused on this discipline, you gain resistance to fire damage, and you gain a +2 bonus to rolls for fire damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
She levels her boomstick and fires that instead, lighting up the hallway with blue fire.
DC15
Dexterity Save
7
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 3 | 13

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord: Werewolf flambe!

Dr Catriona: "Theres a big rotting lycanthrope ahead!"

Wolfe: "On it."

Zimran Ibanez:
Bardic Inspiration (D8)
Class: Bard

Wolfe: Wolfe quickly draws the Wakazashi and tosses it toward Westra. "Catch!"

Wolfe: He then brings the katana down at the zombie werewolf twice in quick succession.

Wolfe:
25
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
11
slashing
29
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
16 + 19
slashing
10
Orcish Fury Crit Damage
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: ^^^

Wolfe: 56

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe chops off a chuck of wolf.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran looks beyond the others ahead of him towards Westra, "The shining knight faced her foe..." he began to sing. For some odd reason he felt the need to dance in place while he played and sang.

Dr Catriona: Cat turns around and accidently slams into Zimran as he is RIGHT there behind her. And she is a clutz. "OW!"

Wolfe: "It's alright, Princess!" He yells out as he savages the werewolf zombie. "I'll protect you!"

Dungeon Lord:
Claws
Ghoul
Attack: 11 | 9
If the target is a creature other than an elf or undead, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be paralyzed for 1 minute. The target can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success.
Damage: 10 slashing

Dr Catriona: Her hand claps to her mouth as she says "Sorry!"

Zimran Ibanez: "How did you not know I was here? I sing when I walk!"

Dr Catriona: "Fog of war!" she protests, in a vain attempt to defend herself.

Dungeon Lord:
Howl
Werewolf
All creatures within 30 yards must succeed on a DC 15 Charimas Check or become frightened of all werewolves. After succeeding a creature is immune to howl for 1 hour.

Dr Catriona:
Charisma
Gizmo
Ability: 8

Westra Goldbrook:
23   13
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Zimran Ibanez:
23
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Dr Catriona:
2
CHARISMA SAVE (-1)

Wolfe:
7
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: She covers her ears and crouches like a bomb went off.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran sings over the howling and yells back, "Yeah, yeah, everyone's a critic!"

Dr Catriona: "So loud!"

Wolfe: Wolfe shivers, that sound always puts a chill up his spine.

Dungeon Lord: As the wolf lets out a loud howl, the bodies around the house begin to move.
8

Dr Catriona: "Behind you!" she exclaims, pointing behind Zimran.

Euron Sand: "Undead foes!" Euron shouts from the back.

Westra Goldbrook: Undeterred, Westra slashes at the Zombie Wolfe with the borrowed short sword.
17   9
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
10
Piercing
10   10
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
7
Piercing

Wolfe: "What's that world you yell out, Doc!?"

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

Euron Sand: Westra finds purchase with the silvered blade.

Zimran Ibanez: "In legends of old, songs were made for brave priests who could turn the undead away. Euron, please tell me you're one of those priests."

Westra Goldbrook:
8
Radiant
  7
Undead/Fiend
Divine Smite

GIZMO3: "BRRRRREEEEEEP BOOP BOOP BREEEEP!" screeches Gizmo as the audible disturbance wreaks havoc on his equillibrium sensors. He flies into a wall, bonks it by accident, then flies out of the house.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona: "We're surrounded!"

Zimran Ibanez: "An astute observation as always doctor!"

Dr Catriona:
Cloak of Air
evocation 2
Casting Time: 1 bonus action.
Range: Self
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Concentration 10 minutes
You seize control of the gravity around you to create a protective veil. Until your concentration ends, attack rolls against you have disadvantage, and when a creature you can see misses you with a melee attack, you can use your reaction to force the creature to repeat the attack roll against itself.

3 psi points spent.
DC15
Dexterity Save
6
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Ghoul
Ability: 6 | 4

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Zimran Ibanez: ((fast zombies))

Dr Catriona: She tumbles around Zimran and the air around her swirls some. Drawing her boomstick, she puts it right in the ghoul's crouch (by coincidence, really) and fires through it.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran draws his rapier and stabs at the ghoul ahead of him.
16
Rapier (+6)
4
Piercing
((End of turn))

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
29
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
10 + 23
slashing

Wolfe: Wolfe quickly cuts off the head of the zombie werewolf with a snarl, suffusing his fear into his limbs.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on April 03, 2018, 06:12:03 PM
Session 29

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran scanned the room when his eyes stopped at the doorway leading outside. A smile grew on his face as though he suddenly recognized a friend.
“Ah! I see you’ve joined us again. Well don’t you have impeccable timing, you always seem to show up just after a fight,” Zimran’s eyes narrow at the unseen observer for a moment, his face contorting as if to imply suspicion before turning back to the half-elf’s usual handsome grin.
“So, let’s see, when last you checked in on me and my adventures, I told you how we had just been waylaid by werewolves, correct? Yes, well the half-orc let one of them get away which turned into a daylong chase through the countryside.”
The bard shrugged his shoulders as he continued, “I suppose something happened there with the half-orc or Westra leading the chase, but I’ll be honest I started thinking about the next song I am writing and mostly forgot what we were up to. See I was riding inside the wagon with Euron, who by-the-by, I still have no idea who this priest is or why he’s with us. Quiet fellow, but Westra seems to like him well enough so he can’t be all that bad.”
Zimran paused for moment, “Though she does insist we keep the half-orc around for some odd reason… Bah! Obviously just a sign of her devotion to Helm and her staunch support of being a shield for the weak. Yes, that must be why…”
The half-elf seemed to lose himself in thought before realizing the unseen observer was still there, “Anyways I stayed close to the good Doctor, her nonsense words are great for creating rhymes, but she kept forgetting I was behind her and would constantly bump into me.” Zimran smiled impishly, “Now I’m no stranger to women throwing themselves at me, but I honestly think she’s just befuddled. I suppose I could pay more attention, but an artist never passes on a moment of inspiration!”

Zimran Ibanez: “As I was saying, I followed the good Doctor Wicker without noticing that we were walking into a house full of the undead! As we all know, the undead are terrible music critics, so I fell back to using my trusty rapier, and offering words of encouragement to my comrades,” Zimran continued.
“Then Wolfe beat a wolf and everything ended.” The bard sighed, “I know that’s confusing.”
Zimran’s voice lowered to a whisper, “Between you and me I’m thinking we should just change his name so that when we fight actual wolves, everyone is clear on what we’re talking about. Hmmmm perhaps calling him Rufus McCrinkleberry in all of my songs would work, what do you think?” The half-elf’s impish smile grew from ear to ear before giving the unseen observer a playful wink.
“So that’s where we are in case you were wondering. Now I suggest you wait outside and let the heroes deal with this mess. I’ll fill you in the next time we meet!” The bard waved his hands in the air dismissing his unseen audience.

GIZMO3: "What happened? Why did they suddenly expire?"

Dr Catriona: *as doc
"What happened? Why did they suddenly expire?"

Westra Goldbrook: The wolf fell and Westra stood upright, looking about to check the state of her comrades... and Wolfe. She sighed at the silvered short sword in her hands, and shook her head. "It is unfortunate that only silver weapons seem to affect these creatures," she said. "This would go more easily if I could use my own weapon." She glanced to Wolfe. "Though I appreciate the dispensation of charity, as it were," she said, with a nod of her head.

Zimran Ibanez: "Wolfe killed a wolf before the wolf could wolf down Wolfe."

Euron Sand: Euron feels confident enough to speak now, given everything that's occurred so far.

Westra Goldbrook: "Is everyone alright?" she calls, stepping back towards the hall where the Doctor and the Bard were.

Dr Catriona: She merely looks incredulous at Zimran, but does not offer a reply to that.

Dungeon Lord: The room Westra, Wolfe and Zimran find themselves in is an old bedroom, though that is difficult to tell through the rotten body parts, blood, and gore. The remains of a window are hanging loosely in the hole that leads back outside the house.

Zimran Ibanez: "Yes," Zimran replied as he stepped into the room to get a closer look at the dead wolf. He covered his mouth and pinched his nose to protect himself. "I am fine, thank you."

Euron Sand: "I'm all right." Euron said, entering the room.

Dr Catriona: Drawing some hair behind an ear, she enters the bloody room with dim lighting reflecting against her glasses. The dead necro-wolf immediately catches her fascination.

Westra Goldbrook: Once the others are accounted for, Westra takes a look about the room for anything of interest before moving back out into the hall.

Wolfe: "You sure you wanna not hang onto that?" Wolfe asks the Paladin.

Dr Catriona: "So this one dies and the undead become inanimate."

Wolfe: "Your halberd ain't gonna do dick against a Werewolf."
ignore above

Dungeon Lord: The Doc finds the Wolfe appears to be some form of animated undead.

Dr Catriona: She crouches and examines the severed head.

Wolfe: "I knew when we were heading over here that we'd need a silver blade or two." He nods to his daikatana. "This'll handle them on its own."

Zimran Ibanez: "Well done Rufus!"

Dr Catriona: "This necro-wolf was not living."

Westra Goldbrook: "Necromacer werewolves?" Westra says, with narrowed eyes
"What madness is this..."

Dr Catriona: The doctor pocks at it with an errant stick she finds on the ground nearby.
"Undead necromancer werewolf."
"It sounds like a hammy penny dreadful."

Wolfe: Wolfe ignores Zimran's nickname and looks over at the body, a frown sharp on his rugged features. He sheathes his blade after cleaning it then moves over to check the entrances.

Dr Catriona: If the severed head does not react, the doctor will rip free a tooth.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does a double-take at Zimran's name for wolfe. She is confused, for a moment. "Do you know Rufus?"

Euron Sand: "Werewolves most foul." he said, looking around the room for anything else that might stand out or provide a clue about these monstrosities.

Dungeon Lord: The doctor gains Zombie Werewolf Fang x 1

Dr Catriona: She stores it in one of her pouches. "It may prove to have interesting properties upon further scrutinization."

Dungeon Lord: The only piece of still standing furniture is a double bed, which has nothing of interest.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran refrains from gagging at the sight of the Doctor tearing into the dead undead werewolfe head.

Dr Catriona: "Captain, do you still sense undead in the area?"

Zimran Ibanez: ((-e))

Wolfe: "Cat with her monster parts collecting." He shakes his head at her antics.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses at the doctor's question, and turns towards that divine sense.

Dungeon Lord: Westra senses no more undead.

Westra Goldbrook: "No, I sense no more undead," she replied.

Dr Catriona: "And no one has heard that blasted little girl voice anymore, yes?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra begins to go from room to room, checking for --
19   20
STRENGTH (4)
-busted through sticky doors to check for fiends or other things needin' a stabbin.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods with an obamanotbad expression.

Dungeon Lord: There are barrels and a storage shelf pressed against the back of the door, Westra has to exert herself to force it open. This room was a storage room for the home, crates and barrels of wasted food, along with other items.

Westra Goldbrook: Westa leaves the room for the scavenger to sort through, and moves on to the next one.

Dr Catriona: "There might be other homes like this, stricken with... whatever malevolence that took root here."

Dungeon Lord: The western wall is badly damaged in this room, the thick smell of rotten and decaying wood fills your nose. A small bed sits across from the doorway with several toys and books lay about the empty room.

Dr Catriona: "That is... pungent."

Wolfe: "Not the best place to enjoy a good sense of smell."
"Seems there's more at work than Werewolves though. This place seems rotted out and haunted. Not just abandoned, but an evil presence is here."

Euron Sand: Euron searches the area to make sure there are no hidden rooms or doors where someone might hide.

Westra Goldbrook: Seeing nothing of interest there either, Westra heads back down the hall

Euron Sand:
9   18
PERCEPTION (5)

Dungeon Lord: Euron finds no secret or hidden areas.

Westra Goldbrook: She opens the last remaining door in the hall.
And steps inside the room

Euron Sand: Euron is satisfied that he finds no hidden nooks or areas where an ambush might come from.

Dungeon Lord: This old dining room is in disarray, chairs are broken and overturned, old, rotten, food is still spread across the table. Matching hutches and buffet fill the room leaving everyone to realize this was once a happy home for someone. A large mirror rests against the southern wall, it is 6' tall and and 3' wide. Two doors are on the eastern wall.
2

Westra Goldbrook: "One wonders at the story of this place..." she muses, as she heads for one of the doors.
She attempts to open it.

Dr Catriona: "Did you know that the way sense of smell works is that microscopic bits of the source of the odor react to the membranes within our nostrils?" randomly spouts the scientist.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran peeks into the room, still pinching his nose to guard from the stench of rot, "Remind me again why we're in this house?" he asks the Doctor behind him.

Dungeon Lord: The door lets out a loud groan as you open the door. A naked man and woman lay on the floor, they rouse as the door falls back. Both of their eyes grow big as they see you in the doorway. "Who's there?! Alexander?!" The man shouts.

Wolfe: "No, I didn't know that, Cat."
"Mostly because I didn't understand half of what you just said."

Euron Sand: "I didn't know that, Doctor."

Dungeon Lord: Westra quickly realizes the man is the same fool they have been chasing for the last day.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns and averts her eyes. "Be at peace, citizens," she says, pulling her torch back out of the room to give the folks back some privacy.
"Are you unharmed? We are here to help."

Dr Catriona: "Citizens?" she says, wondering what that meant
...out in the woods.

Westra Goldbrook: ...but on second glance, she recognizes the man. Her expression darkens.
"Here!" she calls to the others
She then steps into the room, torch and all.

Dungeon Lord: The woman only smiles at Westra, still laying on the floor. The man's eyes reveal he has some memory of the paladin. "You will not take my name!" He shouts to her.

Zimran Ibanez: "Ah, nevermind Doc. Looks like we're here on a rescue mission. Such heroic tales to tell..." he mumbles and trails of reaching for his yarting. he doesn't play it but his fingers move across as he works out his song.

Wolfe: Wolfe blinks, not sure what the fuck is going on. Westra's shout is enough to get him on guard and so he draws his sword.

Dr Catriona: "Oh so naked." she says and backs out of the threshold of the door once more.

Westra Goldbrook: "Who are you?" Westra demands of the woman, who seems far more calm than the idoit worried about names.

Zimran Ibanez: "AH! Wait no! Not Good!"

Euron Sand: Euron steps further into the room to see what's going on. He notes the man and the woman and attempts to get closer.

Dungeon Lord: She just stares at Westra. The smile is getting creepy.

Dr Catriona: "It is our quarry now in some kind of tryst with a stranger."

Zimran Ibanez: "Oooo... Salacious!"

Euron Sand: "How many names do you need to take back to Him?" Euron asked.

Dungeon Lord: They just seem to be laying on the floor, apart, no signs of fornication.

Dr Catriona: ((#dogystyle))
+g

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grits her teeth. "I suggest you supply some explanation, lest we are forced to assume your collusion with monsters," she warns the woman.
17   13
PERSUASION (7)

Dungeon Lord: Her smile fades and her eyes trail downward, but she does not otherwise respond.

Dr Catriona: 'She is just talking to them while they are naked. That is the most paladin thing I have ever witnessed."

Dungeon Lord: 21

Westra Goldbrook: "Somebody tell me what in the Watcher's name is going on here!" Westra insists, frustrated.

Wolfe: "Someone's about to get fucked.. but it's not them, I think." He looks up.

Dr Catriona: The doctor peers into the room and looks if there are other exits that might be used by the cornered pair?

Dungeon Lord: The woman now will not meet Westra's gaze, she only stares at the floor. The man backs into the corner. "She comes, soon she will come."

Euron Sand: "Who is she?" Euron asked.

Wolfe: "I hear something over us."
"A little girl laughing."

Westra Goldbrook: "Over us? Is there a second story?"

Zimran Ibanez: "Are we hearing voices now?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Oh, there was a staircase..."

Dr Catriona: "Oh nerts." she says in response to Wolfe.
"That is never a good thing."

Westra Goldbrook: She sighed, looking at the two naked folks, and then shook her head. "Leave them, for now."

Dungeon Lord: "She will rise and conquer all, any who withstand will fall." He claws at the walls.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc moves toward the stairs after Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra heads up the stairs, carefully

Dr Catriona: She gives the guy a weird look.

Euron Sand: Euron takes one last look at the pair, something about their words bothering him deeply. Then he turns and follows the others out.

Dr Catriona: "We are going towards the creepy child voice?"

Wolfe: "Might as well figure it out."

Dungeon Lord: The small stairway creeks as the group moves up into the hall.Two doors are at the end of the hall, one going in each direction.

Dr Catriona: "I advise against ever going towards the sound of a disembodied child voice."

Westra Goldbrook:
20   9
PERCEPTION (5)
(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Westra hears a sob from the door to the East.

Zimran Ibanez: "I'm not afraid of any ghosts."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns sharply towards the east, and heads for that door.
And then opens the door

Dungeon Lord: As you open the door you see a girl not more than ten sitting against the far wall sobbing. Her eyes move to you as you enter the room. "Who…who are you?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We are here to help. Who are you? Why are you here alone?"

Dr Catriona: The doctor looks skeptical.

Lyla: She scoots back. "You are monsters! Coming to get me!"
"Stay away!"

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly follows after Westra, looking around slowly.

Lyla: She clutches at a small ragdoll shaped like a bear.

Westra Goldbrook: "Nonsense. Do we look like mon--" she starts to say, but stops when Wolfe joins her.
"In any case, we're here to help. What is your name?"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran chuckles.

Lyla: "Yes! You look just like them!" He says to WESTRA, seemingly to not be disturbed by Wolfe.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes, confused. "Like whom? Who has hurt you, child?"

Dr Catriona: "The Flaming Fist."

Wolfe: Wolfe will try to tell if there's anything weird about the little girl beyond her behavior.

Dr Catriona: "Well... the werewolf versions."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pales a little, and takes a step back, trying to ease the girl's fears.

Lyla: "Leave me alone! Or you will be sorry!" She holds up the bear with her arms extended and closes her eyes.

Westra Goldbrook: "I see. Doctor, perhaps you might be a better..." she says, though she stops when the girl speaks again

Wolfe:
9
INSIGHT (1)
Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook:
8   21
INSIGHT (5)

Dr Catriona: "Me?"
"Maybe Mister Ibanez can play her a song."

Westra Goldbrook: "Well, I'm obviously going to be no comfort to the girl," she explained.

Euron Sand: "May I?"

Wolfe: "Sure, padre."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gestures for Euron to go past her

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran is disappointed that the little girl is not in fact, a ghost.

Euron Sand: Euron will step forward and kneel before the girl.

Dr Catriona: She breathes a sigh of relief, evading awkward social interaction. And when the little girl's teddy bear becomes a ursine kodiak monster bear.

Euron Sand: "Hi. My name is Euron. My friends and I don't want to hurt you. We're here to help." he said, attempting to appear as reassuring as possible.
9   18
PERSUASION (3)

Lyla: She keeps her eyes closed and her bear out as Euron speaks.
Insight
Skill: 20 | 6
"No! You are going to eat me! Like the monsters ate Mommy!" She screams in a rather unpleasant screech.

Dr Catriona: "How does she nourish herself here." muses the scientist allowed.
She ponders if its because demons don't need to eat

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks at the doctor, and then looks back to the child more thoughtfully.
"How long have you been here alone?" she asked.

Zimran Ibanez: "Hmmm, that is a good question doc."

Wolfe: "You're too fuckin skinny to eat, kid."
"What ate your mom? Was it a werewolf?"

Euron Sand: "We don't want to harm you! I promise you that. We're trying to stop the people who hurt your mother." Euron said.

Dr Catriona: And all her skepticism and such about scary little children is out done by wolfe droppig f-bombs in the presence of the yooungling.

Lyla: She nods.

Wolfe: "Well we ain't werewolves."
"We're here to stop them."

Westra Goldbrook: "They used to be friends of mine," Westa explained. "That's why they were dressed the same. But something happened to them, to make them... mean. If you could tell us what happened, we might be able to stop them."

Wolfe: "Quit crying over there and get over here and talk to us so we can get you out of this creepy fucking house,"

Westra Goldbrook:
9   23
PERSUASION (7)

Lyla:
Perception
Skill: 5 | 14

Wolfe:
19
PERSUASION (-1)
Wolfe

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran sighs, "Children..."

Lyla: Her eyes open and she looks at Wolfe. "You lie."
"But.....you can help us."

Westra Goldbrook: "Us?"

Wolfe: Wolfe looks at Lyla, eyes narrowed at her for a moment. But when she relents he seems to ease a bit. "The bear and her."
"C'mere, kid. What's the bear's name?"

Lyla: "I can smell you." He says to the half-orc.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran waves his hand at the Docter, "Come quick, she's getting creepy!" he shwispers

Wolfe: "I hear that a lot."
"Mostly in a rude way."

Dr Catriona: "And go where? They've already committed to... whatever this is." she replies to the bard.

Lyla: She keeps looking at Wolfe. "Do you wanna play? It'll be fun."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran rolls his eyes and beckons her towards the door to get a better look into the room.

Dr Catriona: "I have a bad feeling about this."

Wolfe: "Naw, playtime's over kid. Were you the one gigglin up here?"
Wolfe slowly moves forward.

Dr Catriona: "Maybe she is like the ones below? A natural born lycanthrope?"

Lyla: "We can play Werewoles and villagers. They can be the villagers." She points to the group besides Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Wolfe, I would exercise caution."

Euron Sand: "I don't like where this is going."Euron said.

Wolfe: "Fuck."

Dr Catriona: "Villager... I'll have you know I was born in a metropolitan city!"

Wolfe: "There's werewolves up here!"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran starts playing his yarting into a slow crescendo.
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
8
Wolfe
15
Zimran Ibanez
5
Dr. Wicker
4
Euron Sand
12

Dr Catriona: ((omg shes a furry))
"TARNATION! I hate being always correct!"

Zimran Ibanez: "Well it's just like all the stories.. creepy girl, in an attic.Though I guess this just the second floor..."

Lyla:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 23 | 16
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 22 | 19
Damage: 7slashing
Damage: 12piercing

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 3

Wolfe:
25
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing
16
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing
17
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

It is Werewolf's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe gets mauled by the Werewolf and delivers a quick pair of slashes with his katana. "Little help!"

Lyla: A part mechanical wolfe runs from around the corner, green fumes pulse from a vent in his chest and a green liquid drips from a mechanical claw.

Wolfe: "...what the fuck is that!?"

Dr Catriona: "Gond's titanium tongs!"

Dungeon Lord: He attacks Euron as he rounds the corner.
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 13 | 18
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 17 | 25

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand:
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.
Euron speaks a prayer to Helm for his blessing, catching up Wolfe, Westra, and himself!
He will heft his shield and Lightbringer and wait for his next chance to attack!
~End Turn~

Lyla: "I'm not alone! I have friends who protect me from monsters and play with me." She drops the bear.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lunches forward and slashes at the wolf that attacked the cleric, trying to provide cover for the holy man to get out of range.
14   22
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
10
Piercing
14   26
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
9
Piercing

Dr Catriona: ((Bless))

It is Werewolf's turn   

Lyla: A werewolf in white fur charges from around the corner and leaps off the back of the robo wolf, attacking Westra as he flies across.
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 12
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 12 | 14

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 7

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Sixxy
Mike

Westra Goldbrook: Westra ducks and shoves to dislodge the attacking wolf without his bite finding purchase.

Zimran Ibanez:
Hold Person
enchantment 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small, straight piece of iron)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Choose a humanoid that you can see within range. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be paralyzed for the duration. At the end of each of its turns, the target can make another Wisdom saving throw. On a success, the spell ends on the target.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you can target on additional humanoid for each slot level above 2nd. The humanoids must be within 30 feet of each other when you target them.

Lyla:
Wisdom
Werewolf
Ability: 10 | 9
Wisdom
Werewolf
Ability: 15 | 19

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Lyla: "No one likes a cheater!" She says tot he bard.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran raises his hands after a loud strum of his yarting hoping to use the energy to trap the two werewolves flanking Westra.
Nega-Doc: The doctor chews on her lip and makes a small cut along her arm. The pain sparks through her core and dark matter flows from her form, creating the Nega Docs. "Anyone call dog catchers?" "Bitch catchers." "Hahah yeah."
Shadow Beasts
abjuration 2
Casting Time: One action
Range: 60 feet
Components: M (Mastery of Lightt/Dark)
Duration: Concentration up to 1 minute
As an action, you cause two shadows to appear in unoccupied spaces you can see within 60 feet of you. The shadows last until your concentration ends, and they obey your verbal commands. In combat, roll for their initiative, and choose their behavior during their turns. When this effect ends, the shadows disappear. See the Monster Manual for their stat block:

SHADOW

3 psi points spent
Focus: Mastery of Fire
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Fire: While focused on this discipline, you gain resistance to fire damage, and you gain a +2 bonus to rolls for fire damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
Initiative
Nega-Doc
Initiative: 12
Initiative
Nega-Doc
Initiative: 10

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona:
Initiative
Nega-Doc
Initiative: 11

It is Lyla's turn   
Nega-Doc: "Oh. More boys, too." #1 says to #2. "We should be out more often. For the view." They both laugh.

Lyla: "Come out, come out wherever you are."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs at the banter reinforcements.

Euron Sand: Euron appears unnerved. "What...are those?"

Lyla:
Hamstring
Werewolf
Attack: 20 | 18
The target's speed is reduced to 10 ft until the end of their next turn.
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 24 | 19
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Damage: 6
Damage: 13piercing

It is Werewolf's turn   

Wolfe:
23
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

Lyla:
Howl
Werewolf
All creatures within 30 yards must succeed on a DC 15 Charimas Save or become frightened of all werewolves. After succeeding a creature is immune to howl for 1 hour.

Wolfe:
7
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe

Zimran Ibanez:
11
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Euron Sand:
22   18
CHARISMA SAVE (6)

Westra Goldbrook:
12   15
CHARISMA SAVE (7)
Nega-Doc: "Such beautiful music." "I am scared. I really am." "Me too." "Not.*"

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(2)= 2
Nega-Doc: Nega Docs are immune to being frightened.

Zimran Ibanez:
11
CHARISMA SAVE (7)
Nega-Doc:
18
CHARISMA SAVE (-1)
(that was Doc)

GIZMO3: Gizmo freaks out somewhere.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a deep breath and focuses past the pain.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
19
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing
24
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing

It is Werewolf's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe stabs the Werewolf in the chest, kicking him in the wound and then twirls his samurai to cut the head off of the Werewolf in a single clean blow.
17
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe

Lyla:
Toxic Fumes
Werewolf
At the start of his turn, DC 15 con save for all targets within 5 ft. On a failed save take 5 poison damage and is poisoned for 1 minute, half damage on a successful save.

Westra Goldbrook:
9   21
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Euron Sand:
12   20
CONSTITUTION SAVE (3)

Dr Catriona: ((Bless, Euron))

Euron Sand: rolling 1d4
(1)= 1

Wolfe:
16
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: (with bless)

Euron Sand:
15   4
CONSTITUTION SAVE (3)

Dr Catriona: (you are good)

Dungeon Lord: The wolf attacks Westra as he gases the trio.
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 17 | 7
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 25 | 20

Dr Catriona: "That thing is fully operational!"

Dungeon Lord:
Damage: 11piercing
Damage: 7 + 1slashing

Zimran Ibanez:
Cutting Words
Other: PENALTY TO TARGET - 2

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Lyla: "You are on the wrong team!" She yells at Wolfe.

Euron Sand:
12
Healing
30 ft
Prayer of Healing

Lyla: "No fair!"

Wolfe: "Been told that a lot too!"

Lyla: "Hmph!"

Euron Sand:
7
Healing
Higher Level Cast
13
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds
Euron focuses upon his Holy Symbol and calls upon Helm's grace! "
"You cannot have him!"

It is Nega-Doc 2's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "Here puppy. Let mommy pet you." says Negadoc from one side. The other one soundlessly stomps her foot. "My puppy!" They both grab the burly furry arms of the icey werewolf and pull. Like two brats fighting over a stuffed animal.
(Crit #1)
20
Crit 2
2d6+2d6
(strength drain is 2d6+2)

Dr Catriona: (sorry you ar right)
(the sheet was borked)
(so 20 damage + 3) str
then the next one
15 damage + 5 strength drain
(damage necrotic)

Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Nega-Doc 1's turn   
Sixxy

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn
Nega-Doc: ((35 necrotic and -8 strength))

Westra Goldbrook: Through a barrage of attacks, Westra attempts to slash at the wolf in front of her.
20   24
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
6
Piercing
16   12
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
5
Piercing
Nega-Doc: They start dislocating the arms from the creature.

Wolfe: Wolfe thinks that Euron is now his best friend.

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

It is Werewolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Wisdom
Werewolf
Ability: 19 | 20

Westra Goldbrook:
15   12
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Sixxy
Mike

Zimran Ibanez:
Hideous Laughter
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (Tiny tarts and a feather that is waved in the air)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
A creature of your choice that you can see within range perceives everything as hilariously funny and falls into fits of laugher if this spell affects it. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw of fall prone, becoming incapacitated and unable to stand up for the duration. A creature with an Intelligence score of 4 or less isn't affected.

At the end of each of its turns, and each time it takes damage, the target can make another Wisdom saving throw. The target has advantage on the saving throw if it's triggered by damage. On a success, the spell ends.

Dr Catriona: (did you bring the tiny tarts spell component tho)

Dungeon Lord:
Wisdom
Werewolf
Ability: 19 | 7

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: (CHa DC15)

Zimran Ibanez:
12
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Dr Catriona:
DC15
Dexterity Save
11
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 4 | 6
ITS SUPER EFFECTIVE!

It is Lyla's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 14 | 17
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Hamstring
Werewolf
Attack: 17 | 20
The target's speed is reduced to 10 ft until the end of their next turn.
Damage: 12

Lyla: She giggles. "This is fun!"

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts from the hamstring of the Werewolf-ette.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
20
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
13
slashing
13
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
19
slashing
2

It is Werewolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Toxic Fumes
Werewolf
At the start of his turn, DC 15 con save for all targets within 5 ft. On a failed save take 5 poison damage and is poisoned for 1 minute, half damage on a successful save.

Westra Goldbrook:
20   12
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Wolfe: "I'm gonna finish kickin this damn thing all over the place and when I get to you you're gonna get the spanking of a fuckin' lifetime."

Euron Sand:
14   12
CONSTITUTION SAVE (3)

Wolfe:
21
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

Euron Sand: rolling 1d4
(3)= 3

Dr Catriona: "This confined space makes makes utilizing fire require extra uh... care."

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 24
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 13 | 15

Dr Catriona: (Euron's gotta con check again )

Dungeon Lord:
Damage: 15piercing

Westra Goldbrook:
14   14
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Euron Sand:
7   8
CONSTITUTION SAVE (3)

Dr Catriona: (add bless)
(to that)

Euron Sand: rolling 1d4
(3)= 3

Dr Catriona: (You are good)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is Nega-Doc 2's turn   
Sixxy
Nega-Doc: "So bright. Can't hide." complains Nega Doc 2, giving Westra an annoyed high school diva like look of displeasure.
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 13 | 11
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 1. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.
((somethings up with the sheet lol))
(oh!)

Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord: 13

It is Nega-Doc 1's turn   
Sixxy
Nega-Doc: The other grumbles and tries to pull the ice wolf apart.
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 23 | 18
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 2. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra slashes again at the mechanical wolf.
18   23
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
6
Piercing
12   26
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
7
Piercing
Nega-Doc: Negadoc #1 finds that its arm comes RIGHT out of its socket after all that stress, sending the othe one falling back with the rest of the corpse. Blood sprays in an arc all over the immediate area.

It is Zimran Ibanez's turn   
Sixxy
Mike
Nega-Doc: "You slut you broke it."

Zimran Ibanez:
Hold Person
enchantment 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small, straight piece of iron)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Choose a humanoid that you can see within range. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be paralyzed for the duration. At the end of each of its turns, the target can make another Wisdom saving throw. On a success, the spell ends on the target.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you can target on additional humanoid for each slot level above 2nd. The humanoids must be within 30 feet of each other when you target them.
Nega-Doc: "Enough flattery." says the other, reforming up into a standing stance.

Dungeon Lord:
Wisdom
Werewolf
Ability: 10 | 10

Wolfe: "Torm's eyes, Cat where does that garbage come from?"

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: The Doc just looks pallid and focusing on other stimuli.

Zimran Ibanez: ((Nope))

Dr Catriona: ((Westra looks real bad?))

Zimran Ibanez:
15
CHARISMA SAVE (7)
((I cast Hold Person... Cannot heal))

Dr Catriona: "Captain, do you need an out?"

Westra Goldbrook: "No," Westra grunts as she slashes. "It will fall before I do!"

Dr Catriona:
Wind Stream
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 x 5 ft
Target: Each creature in range
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Instantaneous
You create a line of focused air that is 30 feet long and 5 feet wide. Each creature in that area must make a STR saving throw DC15, taking 3 bludgeoning damage per psi point spent and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

1 psi points spent, 5 max.

Lyla:
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 5 | 20

Dr Catriona: She summons a torrent of gravity that knocks the mechawolfe on its ass.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Lyla's turn   

Lyla:
Hamstring
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 24
The target's speed is reduced to 10 ft until the end of their next turn.
Damage: 6
Lyla turns and jumps out one of the opened windows.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: "That nitnosed crumpetface just fled the premesis!"
(its prone so advantage)

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts as his old-ass legs are once more assaulted. AS much as he wants to chase after the little girl, he takes his frustration out on the mecha wolf.

Dr Catriona: (Oh I didnt even notice that lol)

Wolfe: He then completely hacks the thing into pieces.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran counts that as one of his kills,
End Session 29
Nega-Doc: The Negadocs join Wolfe, freaking him out.
"You are an artist of death. We don't hate it."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on April 03, 2018, 06:23:11 PM
Session 30

Wolfe: Wolfe thinks as he gets to his feet: "Fucking. Werewolves." So far they had slogged through a dark forest, found some insane naked people screaming about missing names, a child that turned into a werewolf (and had friends), and a monstrous half machine half lycanthrope.
In general, Wolfe was in a bad mood about the whole thing. He had a lot on his mind, something that was soon to be revealed as they moved closer and closer to the inevitable.
As he dusts himself off, he looks to the others as they continue on their quest to find Westra's brother amidst all this insanity. "Everyone alright?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona scuttles over to the window where the creeper-wolf-child made her exit, then looks out.

Zimran Ibanez: "Well enough," replied the bard.

Wolfe: "That little bitch is gonna get some distance from us, I think." He exhales, and since the little girl was a female werewolf, it wasn't that bad that he'd called her a bitch!

Dungeon Lord: The doctor can see the broken shingles and destroyed portions of the covered porch. The moon peeks from behind the horizon as she gazes into the dark.

Zimran Ibanez: "Though the two of you look like you could use a rest."

Westra Goldbrook: "Still standing, at least," Westra replies, as she looks around to confirm as much for the others.

Zimran Ibanez:
Song Of Rest
Class: All add +1d6 to HP gained during a rest.

Westra Goldbrook: "What horrible creatures," she grumbles, shaking her head as she picks bits of fur from her armor. "I don't understand this craziness. What was that ... thing ... with machine parts?"

Dr Catriona: "There are still those two people downstairs."

Wolfe: "Mechanized Werewolf by the looks."

Dungeon Lord: The three broken bodies lay on the ground, their bodies remaining in werewolf form. The part mechanical one's gears continue to creek, sending the glowing green ooze down through a crack in the floor in a small trickle.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran strums his yarting and begins to play a song. The bard didn't care if there were two more wolves, or werewolves, or possesed little children. He was bored and wanted to play some music.

Westra Goldbrook: "Doctors what do you make of this?" she asks, indicating the green ooze about the mecha-wolf

Dr Catriona: Stepping away from the window, resolving that the enemy is in the wind, she returns to look down at the carcasses, particularly the mechanized one.

Westra Goldbrook: "But why?" She replies to wolfe. "And how? This one looks partly natural."

Dr Catriona: She crouches by it and examines it with a critical eye.
"We are running into quite a few instances of weird science."

Dungeon Lord: The werewolves appear as normal as werewolves can appear, sans the elemental and mechanical features they posses. The ice on the fur of the frozen wolf has begun to slowly melt, moistening the area around it. The mechanical wolf's body has been grafted together somehow, the metal part of the creature's form.

Dr Catriona: "This level of mechanosurgery must require a party with bizarre resources, or perhaps something Spellplague related."

Wolfe: Wolfe shrugs slowly. "Not sure. This isn't anything I've seen before. All these wolves aren't turning back, which is weird. If they were bit then they should. But they're all natural. It's odd to see so many of the moon-born all together."
6
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: She takes a sample of the green liquid. "It isn't unheard of to experiment on creatures with increased regenerative capabilities frankly because they can withstand the more extreme procedures."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh. What a horrifying notion."

Wolfe: Taking a deep breath, Wolfe gets to his feet after their break. "We should keep going."
"Now that we've had a moment to get our wind back we need to stay on the trail."

Dr Catriona: "I will test this later." she says about the green liquid. She also looks to see if she can extract some mechanical small portion that can just be studied later.

Dungeon Lord: The doctor manages with some struggling to remove a hand sized plate from the werewolf's arm.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes use of the moment's reprieve to say a prayer, during which the strength of her face helps to restore her. (Lay on Hands)

Dr Catriona: "I want the record to show that I was...um... correct about little girls beckoning you in placed they shouldnt be."

Wolfe: "You feel better about sayin 'I Told You So' Cat?"

Dr Catriona: "The Negative Doctors certainly do..."

Wolfe: "Yeah about that."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed," she says, with a nod to Wolfe's suggestion to keep moving. "Let us see if the strange pair downstairs is where we left them. Maybe the girl will speak, now that the monsters have been dispatched."

Zimran Ibanez: "I saw it coming. How could you not?"

Wolfe: "You should probably see a Cleric or take up some sort of hobby to work out your aggressions or something, given how fucked up those parts of you are."

Dr Catriona: Stowing the things added to her collection, her block heels clunk against the aging floorboards as she meanders back to the stairs.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses on the way out to investigate the remaining room before heading for the stairs.
She opens the door.
..and looks around.

Dungeon Lord: This room has a group of beds taking up the entire space, the sheets and bare mattresses are dirty and matted, the windows are completely boarded shut.

Westra Goldbrook:
14   17
PERCEPTION (5)
Seeing nothing of interest at first glance, Westra steps further in to look more closely for anything of interest before leaving.

Dr Catriona: The bespectacled blonde does not have a response for Wolfe's statement, though its something that bothers her a little. She looks off to the new room instead.

Wolfe: Wolfe smells something frowning as he moves over to the bed. He kneels down slowly beside it and looks over it, his hand running across the dirty sheets.

Dungeon Lord: Blood stains are littered around the bedding and floor, broken household items lay in the corners and against the walls.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc's eyes narrow at the blood stains, his expression one of restrained emotion.

Westra Goldbrook: "This house seems so run down.. It's hard to imagine someone living here recently. Yet the signs throughout the house make it seem as though a family was accosted by these things."

Dr Catriona: "It was plagued with ambulatory dead and crazed lycanthropes. It may serve us well to burn it down."

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls back the sheets of the bed and then tosses them aside, checking beneath the mattress and under the bed itself.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods at the doctor's suggestion, but then is distracted by watching wolfe with a curious expression. "What are you looking for?"

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe finds nothing but dust, dirt and stains about the area.

Wolfe: "Something familiar..."
6
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook: "Why would there be something familiar? Have you been here before?"

Wolfe:
23
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe
"Nope. Never been up here before."

Dr Catriona: "Up here?"

Wolfe: Wolfe gets to his feet, the scent on his nose. "I think I know where we need to go. Come on."
He then hustles to follow the trail.

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran reaches down and picks up the discarded bottle of alcohol. He unstops the bottle and takes a quick sniff. The sweetness of the brandy strikes his nostrils and he wrinkles his face in a pleasantly surprised look.
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Westra Goldbrook: Westra starts to stay and object, but seeing Wolfe hustle off, she follows after him.
"What was familiar? How do you know where to go?"

Dr Catriona: The half elf looks to Zimran who is suddenly messing with booze found in a hellhouse. "That could be lycanthrope uh.. urine.. for all you know.."

Zimran Ibanez: The bard stashes the bottle into his pack.

Wolfe: "Hurry up and talk to your lunatics. I'm going to go outside and see what I can find." He says without answering Westra's question.

Zimran Ibanez: "Smelled like brandy to me. Bit too sweet for my taste but excellent when served with lamb"

Westra Goldbrook: Westragrowled in frustration at Wolfe's non-answer, but quickly went to see if the "lunatics" were still there

Dr Catriona: "Uh.. okay. I don't know anything about such spirits. I will take your word for it."

Wolfe:
6
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

Dungeon Lord: Westra finds the room now empty.

Dr Catriona: (lol my token is stuck)

Dungeon Lord: The small living room has an unused fireplace along the west wall, the rest of the furniture was long along boarded against the front door of the home. To the North, a stairway leads down to the basement.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks back inside. "I think she headed Northeast. You get what you need from your nutjobs?"

Westra Goldbrook: "I haven't found them yet," Westra replies, as she heads down to the basement.

Dr Catriona: "How are you coming to these conclusions?"

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran plays Stairway to Heaven

Wolfe: Wolfe taps his nose.
"That's how."

Dungeon Lord: At the bottom of the stairs Westra finds a heavy banded iron door. Not something that you would expect to find at the bottom of such rotten and rickety stairs.

Wolfe: Wolfe follows Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westratries the door to see if it's locked.

Dungeon Lord: It is indeed locked.

Dr Catriona: "Oh..." she says with a nod. Though, she had a typical reaction one has when you tell someone you can identify others by smell.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra attempts to kick the door open.
17   19
ATHLETICS (7)

Dr Catriona: (its advantage of Wolfe is helpin)

Dungeon Lord: The door does not budge.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra growls.
"Can anyone pick a lock?"
She kicks it again for good measure.
Also cause she's grumpy now.

Dr Catriona: Her eyebrows raise.

Westra Goldbrook:
12   18
ATHLETICS (7)

Dr Catriona: ((is it a padlock or key lock or like a deadbolt?))

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran shrugs, "I don't have any tools but I'm good with my fingers" The half-elf twiddles his fingers in the air before strumming a quick chord on his yarting.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Ibanez, do you have any skills with intrusion?"

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.
He tries to force open the door as well.
12
ATHLETICS (8)
Wolfe
Thump

Dungeon Lord: The keyhole does not appear to fit a normal key, the cylindrical shaped notch has different shaped indents around it.

Wolfe: "Ow."

Dr Catriona:
9
STRENGTH (4)

Wolfe: He rubs at his shoulder.

Zimran Ibanez: The bard shrugs, "We could always just burn the place down."

Westra Goldbrook: "How is there even this sturdy of a door in this run-down place?" she growls, frustrated.

Dr Catriona: She gives it a test pull.
With no avail, she brings out an acid vial.
She administers it, attempting to corrode the locking mechanism

Westra Goldbrook: "Who carries around acid?"

Dungeon Lord: With some finesse the Doctor is able to get the acid into the keyhole. After thirty seconds, a loud thump can be heard in the wall beside the stairway and the door creeks open.

Wolfe: "The same sorta girl who picks up golem-werewolf parts and carries them around."

Westra Goldbrook: "...though, as usual, it is proven that we are lucky to have you, Doctor."

Dr Catriona: She sniffs some stoppers the empty vial, noting to herself to buy more later on as she is now uout.

Zimran Ibanez: "You've been traveling with her longer. With how she always goes around collecting things, I'm surprised it's just acid, and not the spittle of some rare bog creature."

Dr Catriona: Stepping back, she lets the beefier folks explore.

Westra Goldbrook: "I don't care where it comes from, if it gets the job done," she tells Zimran, before heading into the basement to look around.

Dungeon Lord: This room appears strange to most of the group. It is long unused, vials, and strange glass spheres and tubes meander about the desks and counter tops. Some stray papers lay among them.

Dr Catriona: "I have been on my own for a long while and explore strange areas. And so I have to be very self sufficient with my supplies."

Wolfe: "You've always been a great partner to have around, Doc, that's for sure."
Wolfe looks through, investigating the area.

Westra Goldbrook: The vials and spheres mean little to Westra, so she inspects the papers layng about

Dr Catriona: She seems bashful briefly but that is erased as they enter the new room, which catches her attention proper. "Hidden lab."

Wolfe:
21
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran shrugs, unsurprised by the other half-elf's resourcefulness.

Wolfe: Wolfe's nose seems to flare and he looks over this area with far greater interest.

Dungeon Lord: There are groups of notes about lycanthropy, vampirism, and undead, though nothing much more advanced than common knowledge. There are no complete and understandable conclusions from the various notes that were left. It is indicative that most of the data is not here. One vial of thick green liquid rests in a bottle near the empty mass of glass instruments.

Dr Catriona: ((does it resemble the liquid in the Mechanowulf))

Wolfe: Wolfe looks along the wall, then stops at a wall in the southwest of the room. "Hey. There's another keyhole here, but in the wall."

Westra Goldbrook: "We've no key and we're out of acid. Can you force it open?"

Wolfe: He takes a deep breath. "Let's see." He tries to put some sauce into it.
17   12
ATHLETICS (8)
Wolfe

Dungeon Lord: The door does not move, at all.

Dr Catriona: "I am going to take some of these notes."

Wolfe: He pulls out the Half-Orc-beaning-crowbar and tries to bend open the door, but all he does is bend the crowbar.
"There's gotta be a key or something around here." He growls as he throws away the crowbar. Piece of junk.

Westra Goldbrook: "I don't know why they would have left it in this very room, but..." Westra says, though she does turn to look through the tables and shelves to see if it's the case.

Dungeon Lord: Westra does not locate a key as she looks about the room.

Dr Catriona: Catriona presses her ear against the door.
11
PERCEPTION (5)

Dungeon Lord: The doctor only hears silence.

Dr Catriona: (Can you look through the keyhole?)

Dungeon Lord: You cannot

Dr Catriona: "Thunderation." she mutters.
...is there any acid in the lab? :)

Westra Goldbrook: "The key is probably with the child."

Dr Catriona:She will take the vial of green though.
"Do you sense something in there?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Come. Let us see if Wolfe can track her before she gains too much ground."

Wolfe: "No I haven't sensed anything beyond that door."

Dungeon Lord:
Guidance
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Components: V, S
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 min
You touch one willing creature. Once before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to one ability check of its choice. It can roll the die before or after making the ability check. The spell then ends.
Guidance
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Components: V, S
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 min
You touch one willing creature. Once before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to one ability check of its choice. It can roll the die before or after making the ability check. The spell then ends.
Guidance
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Components: V, S
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 min
You touch one willing creature. Once before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to one ability check of its choice. It can roll the die before or after making the ability check. The spell then ends.

Dr Catriona:"Try once more, Mister Wolfe. I'll help."

Wolfe:
12   16
ATHLETICS (8)
Wolfe
2

Dr Catriona: 3

Wolfe: Thump

Dungeon Lord: The door does not budge

Wolfe: Wolfe even with THEIR POWERS COMBINED and Guidance, can't get that door to open.

Dr Catriona: The doctor removes her glasses and looks frustrated before walking away.

Wolfe: "Ugh. Gettin old." He grumbles.

Westra Goldbrook: "Here, let me try."
25   16
ATHLETICS (7)

Dungeon Lord: The door flies opened with a crash.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra backs up then lunges at the door with a determined boot.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ha!"

Dr Catriona: Catriona is startled.
"AH!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra heads inside.
..and looks around

Wolfe: Wolfe follows slowly with some trepidation after Westra destroys the door.

Dungeon Lord: This smaller study appears mostly barren as well, a small cot and a desk take up the majority of the space. A piece of paper hanging on the wall the wall has a circle over a single word 'Sunderwood'. Cat finds some additional notes within the room that there have been a number of genetic experiments performed by whomever owned this lab. Several drawings that are very similar to the mechnowolf's modifications are hanging along the wall.

Dr Catriona: "Eureka." she says, pointing at the mechanowolf blueprints.

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh," she groans, seeing only more of what looks like the same arcano-science nonsense. "I was hoping there was something more exciting here."
"For a hidden door this seems underwhemling."

Wolfe: Wolfe moves over to look at the notes and scan over the room, seeing if there's any further clues.

Dr Catriona: "It seems we have a mad scientist necromancer or ..something."
"Never thought I would say those..uh.. words together."

Wolfe: "Not sure if you're being sarcastic or not, Westra."
"Hard to tell."
16
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe
The Half-Orc releases a slow sigh of relief.

Dr Catriona: "Sunderwood?"

Wolfe: "Small blessings." He whispers to himself.
Gavin: Euron takes a moment to center himself. He wants to be ready in case there are anymore hostiles around them.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe sees several diagrams he does not understand. They are strange circles connected in various shapes with tubed lines and letters written next to each circle.

Westra Goldbrook:
10   14
HISTORY (3)

Euron Sand:
23   16
HISTORY (4)

Zimran Ibanez: ((back))

Euron Sand: "Sunderwood...that's familiar. It's a village in this region. I've not been there, though."

Dr Catriona: She pulls down one of the schematics for the mechanowolf and rolls it up along with other things she finds interesting. It might prove useful. Not a mainlander, she doesn't know what Sunderwood means in the context.

Westra Goldbrook: "Do you know where it is? How far away?"

Wolfe: "Is it to the Northwest of here?"

Dr Catriona: "It might be a target."
"For a testing ground."

Euron Sand: "From what I remember, it's between here and Mithral Hall."
"Based on where we are....Mithral Hall is to the east, I believe."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns, not liking what he's hearing."

Dungeon Lord: You estimate you are about 200 miles from the Mirthal hall based on your current location.

Wolfe: "The little girl went Northwest, not East."

Euron Sand: "That's not good. There's only more forest to the Northwest."

Dr Catriona: Catriona tries to assess the lab in a way to see if she can discern anything at all about its owner; gender, species, etc

Westra Goldbrook: "That is a long way to travel with no more information than seeing the name written down in a strange room."

Dungeon Lord: The bed appears to be for a medium sized creature, the writing is in common and show excellent penmanship, the diagrams are well drawn and neat. Various items such as quills, ink bottles and other miscellaneous supplies do not appear different from the norm.

Dr Catriona: (are the random people still inside?)
"I don't think theres much else here we can use."
"But we know there is a mad scientist, engineering werewolves and undead, and has his or her sights on this village of Sunderwood."
"That is much more than we knew when we woke up earlier."

Dungeon Lord: The dust in the room makes the Doctor sneezy as the group kicks it up.

Dr Catriona: Achoo

Wolfe: "Yeah, we need to get what we need from here and get going."
"They're getting more time between us."

Dr Catriona: ((Dust meaning this place hasnt been frequented recenty?))

Zimran Ibanez: "I can share what we found with the Harpers. Maybe they can keep an eye on Sunderwood?"

Dr Catriona: "That is a good idea."

Westra Goldbrook: "If we do not turn towards Luskan we will miss the appointment to which I am obligated."

Dr Catriona: "Harpers have more resources than we do."
"What about your brother?"
She rubs her nose.

Wolfe: "Fuck Luskan." Wolfe says without preamble or indication of sympathy.
"This is more important."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shakes her head, looking around the room as though a little uncertain. "There has been no sign of him. He was not with the others from his unit. I do not know what his fate could have been, but he would not wish me to dismiss my duty for his sake."

Dr Catriona: "Whoever owns this place has likely not been here in months if not longer, given the amount of dust acumulation and neglect."

Zimran Ibanez: "How is wandering aimlessly through Lurkwood more important than getting to Luskan?"

Wolfe: "There's mecha-zombie-werewolves."
"What the fuck in Luskan is more important than that?"
"Political bullshit for Neverember?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Duty."

Dr Catriona: "I thought Luskan had a spellplague anomaly."

Wolfe: "Your brother is your duty, you automaton."
"There were Flaming Fist soldiers made into Werewolves."
"You're going to abandon him?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gnashes her teeth, but is silent for a moment.

Wolfe: "Fine. If you aren't gonna save him, I will."
Wolfe turns and starts heading out of the building.

Dr Catriona: "This lab is of a perimeter too small to contain a conflict between you two."

Zimran Ibanez: "A warm bed. Food. Women. The smell of fresh bread. Good wine. Song.... There's lots in Luskan"

Euron Sand: Euron listens to the conversation, trying to determine the various agendas at play here.
"Has Luskan been affected by the Spellplague? Do they suffer as Neverwinter did?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We have seen no indication that he is even still alive, much less that he's survived the fate that befell his men."

Dr Catriona: "Unclear. All I ..um... all I know is they have an anomaly of a kind."

Zimran Ibanez: ((Zimran wants to be the fiddler))
((On the roof))
((A Hot Tin Roof))

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rubs her brow and frowns, clearly conflicted.

Dr Catriona: She will move to walk out.

Wolfe: Once Cat comes up, he speaks loud enough that he figures the others can hear him. "I'm going after the trail. You can fuck off to pirate town if you want. But I'm not going to abandon those men to slavery and death."

Euron Sand: "I'd hope it wasn't true." Euron said.
"Captain, we came here to help your brother. I'll support your decision. But this matter with the werewolves will run unchecked if we leave now."

Dr Catriona: "Slavery?"

Wolfe: "Slavery." he snarls.

Dungeon Lord: The moon has made progress into the sky by the time the group makes their way back outside.

Wolfe:
14
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

Zimran Ibanez: "Selune's tits," Zimran sighs, "Not this shit again..."

Wolfe: Wolfe slows down a moment, noticing something.
"Wait a minute..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows the others to the outside.

Wolfe: He walks over toward the barn, slowly, drawing his weapon quietly as he goes.
18
STEALTH (0)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: "I am confused...."

Wolfe: Wolfe turns to Cat and puts a finger over his mouth indicating shush
Then turns and starts back toward the barn, heading inside.

Dr Catriona: She looks at the other folks nearby, as if to read their reactions or if they know something she doesn't.

Euron Sand: Euron looks aroudn the area, trying to make sure they aren't about to get ambushed by werewolves or worse.

Dungeon Lord: 32

Dr Catriona: Harsh whisper... "Captain.... captain.... captain..." she says, trying to get Westra's attention.

Westra Goldbrook: The Captain is lost in her own thoughts, but looks over at Cat with a frown when the doctor calls her

Euron Sand: Euron checks the perimeter.

Dr Catriona: She pantomimes a zombie walking with its hands out, then points at Westra.. as if to see if the paladin senses the walking dead.

Westra Goldbrook: She arches a brow in question, and only then realizes that wolfe has snuck off

Euron Sand:
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PERCEPTION (5)

Westra Goldbrook: She's distracted from looking for him by the doctor's antics, though, and nods. She closes her eyes and summons the hly power the dr requested
(Divine Sense)

Dungeon Lord: Westra sense no undead.

Westra Goldbrook: She opens her eyes and shakes her head solemnly at the doctor.

Dr Catriona: Her eyebrows push together with uncertainty.

Euron Sand: "There's a set of paw prints leading to the northwest, away from the barn over there." Euron said.

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly looks around as he quietly moves forward, weapon low.
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PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: Looking up at Gizmo, she makes a swirl of her finger motion. The clockwork owl takes off and does a fly around.

Wolfe: "...god damnit." He mutters to himself beneath his breath.

GIZMO3:
Perception
Gizmo
Skill: 7 | 8

Wolfe: Wolfe sneaks back out slowly.
He will exit the barn and move over to the others, quiet and hunkered down. "There's another one of them in the Barn." He whispers as he gets close.

Dr Catriona: (On top)

Westra Goldbrook: "Another what? Mechanical wolf?"

Dungeon Lord: The mechanical marvel sees nothing.

Wolfe: "Werewolf."

GIZMO-3 needs a OS update.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Are you prepared to depart Mistress?" A robotic voice says from directly behind the Doctor.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs."We cannot leave it undispatched."

Dr Catriona: The doctor is startled.
SHe then puts her finger to her lips and tells LEROY to shush.

Euron Sand: Euron looks down at the ground. He nods.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods and turns, starting to move back to the barn.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Based on your biometric readings, this motion relays a desire that I decrease volume?" He says just as loud.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows Wolfe, still mad about the tiny little sword she's been reduced to.

Dr Catriona: she asks in a low volume, "What is it doing in there?"

Wolfe:
10
STEALTH (0)
Wolfe

L.E.R.O.Y.: 23

Dr Catriona: "Affirmative. Watch the transportation." she tells the gnomebot.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "As you wish Mistress!" The doctor, thinks he says, his voice too low to make out.

Dr Catriona: Her eyes close, features showing the quiet frustration of a mother with an insipid child as the gnomebot walks away.

Dungeon Lord: The werewolf hears the group as a whole coming and lets out a paniced howl before running back and forth in the barn.

Dr Catriona: "Oh nerts, are we sure nothing is hidden in the haystacks?"

Wolfe: "Nope!" He yells out as he moves forward. "HEY, GIVE UP NOW OR YOU'RE GONNA GET FUCKING KILLED, ALRIGHT?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws her sword and moves forward.

Dr Catriona: "But we could have just set it all on fire, smoked them out at a chokepoint at the door and dispatched them on our terms."
"Uh... okay running into chaos it is.."

Dungeon Lord: The werewolf charges at the group.

Euron Sand: Euron is surprised at Wolfe's words, but...it's time to fight. He draws his shield and mace!

Westra Goldbrook:
23   24
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
6
Piercing
The werewolf charges and Westra swings at it with a snarl.
24   12
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
7
Piercing

Wolfe:
13
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing
16
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing
Wolfe puts some sauce on it as he slashes at the Werewolf.

Euron Sand:
25   8
5 Feet
Lightbringer (+6)
9
Bludgeoning

Dr Catriona:
21
Spiderstaff (+7)
6
Bludgeoning
  1
Poison
"Heel!"

Zimran Ibanez:
Hold Person
enchantment 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small, straight piece of iron)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Choose a humanoid that you can see within range. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be paralyzed for the duration. At the end of each of its turns, the target can make another Wisdom saving throw. On a success, the spell ends on the target.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you can target on additional humanoid for each slot level above 2nd. The humanoids must be within 30 feet of each other when you target them.

Dungeon Lord:
Wisdom
Werewolf
Ability: 18 | 6
(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Make a perception check

Westra Goldbrook:
8   23
PERCEPTION (5)
Westra pauses to give an eye to the barn's interior while the werewolf flees.

Dungeon Lord: This old barn has hay and tools sprawled about the area. A small forge and blacksmith's tools are in the middle of the room along with several large, but empty, cages and large metal hooks hanging from the ceiling. Another large, reinforced wooden double doors are chained and held shut with a large wooden block.

Westra Goldbrook:
21   27
30/120
Javelin Hurl (+7)
5 + 5
Piercing

Dungeon Lord: The javelin hits him square in the back but seems to have no effect.

Westra Goldbrook: Seeing the creature out of range, Westra launches one of her javelins at him, to no avail.

Wolfe:
19
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing
14
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing
Wolfe punches him in the back of the head with Shokan's hilt.
And knocks him out.

Dungeon Lord: 39

Euron Sand:
8   8
PERCEPTION (5)

Dr Catriona: The blonde is flabberghasted by the flurry of action, barely tripping the fleeing wolfman.

Dungeon Lord: Something bangs on the chained door in front of Euron, the Doc, and Zimran.

Westra Goldbrook: "We should check the barn more carefully. The woman that was with him may be hiding."

Wolfe: Wolfe rushes out after the fleeing Werewolf, knocking him out.

Euron Sand: "There's something else in here." Euron said.

Dr Catriona: "Illumination for those who cannot see in the dark would be useful..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grabs the unconscious were by an arm and drags him back towards the barn

Dungeon Lord: Another bang resonates from the door in quick succession. The metal jingles as the beam creeks in protest.

Dr Catriona: "Something not ideal may be inside."

Euron Sand: Euron will light a torch in order to illuminate the area.

Westra Goldbrook: "No matter what it is, we cannot leave it here untended."

Zimran Ibanez: Zimran backs out of the barn and calls out to the captain, "Ummm Westra? There's something banging inside the barn"

Dr Catriona:  Image
17
PERCEPTION (5)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods to the bard as she passes him on the way back inside.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over toward the racket, his sword still drawn and feeling some trepidation.

Dr Catriona: "Oh nerts... up high!"
She points towards the rafters, stepping back.

Dungeon Lord: A werewolf sits in the rafters, watching the group. Her fangs bare in a wicked smile, that is familiar.

Dr Catriona: "Bad little girl!"
((no?))
nevermind that.

Wolfe: "I knocked out your boyfriend, lady!"

Dungeon Lord: Something slams into the door right next to the Doctor.

Wolfe: "Just come down and relax, let's have a talk!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks for a way to get up to where the wrewolf is

Dungeon Lord: She can see no way to get up sans trying to climb the vertical walls or jumping to the rafters 15 foot about. The werewolf deftly leaps to another rafter which is directly above the doorway.

Dr Catriona: ((Can I cast something?))
Catriona's eyes pale to an icey white and the rafter the wolfe is perched on becomes coated in ice.
Ice Sheet
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 20' radius within 60'
Components: M (Mastery of Ice)
Duration: 10 minutes
Choose a point on the ground you can see within 60 feet of you. The ground in a 20-foot radius centered on that point becomes covered in ice for 10 minutes. It is difficult terrain, and any creature that moves more than 10 feet on it must succeed on a DEX saving throw DC15 or fall prone. If the surface is sloped, a creature that falls prone in the area immediately slides to the bottom of the slope.

2 psi points spent.


Dungeon Lord: Several howls echo from behind the door.
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 4 | 3
2
Ice coats the perch of the werewolf and she lets out a snarl as she unexpectedly falls backwards. A moment later a loud thud can be heard from the other side of the door followed by several snarls and the gnashing of teeth.
9
1

Dr Catriona: Her pupils regain their color and frost exhales from her lips. "Ummm.."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Cat with a nod. "Good thinking! It sounds like they're all penned up."

Dr Catriona: "Was that good...? or bad?"

Wolfe: Wolfe moves closer to try and investigate what's going on.

Dungeon Lord: The slamming on the door resumes a moment later.

Westra Goldbrook: "Will your Gizmo fit through the rafters? It would be good to see what is on the other side," she asks the doctor

Dungeon Lord: Growls and scratching can be heard on the opposite side of the door as multiple creatures attempt to break through the strong baricade.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks around for anything that might be used to reinforce the door.

Dr Catriona: "I... can try.."
(sure)
She then flicks down her scouter to view through the familiar's visual. Cat is startled.
"Ah!"

Westra Goldbrook: "What happened?"

Dr Catriona: "They look... sick..."

Westra Goldbrook: "Sick?"
"How many are there?"

Dr Catriona: "Half dozen lycanthropes and the one that just fell down."
Cat shivers.

Euron Sand: "That's not good at all."

Zimran Ibanez: "We can always just leave..."

Dr Catriona: "The female is smiling. Very disconcertingly."
"In a situation that is not appropriate for smiling.

Dungeon Lord: The wood creeks in protest at another bang.

Dr Catriona: "Three are hitting the door. They all look like they are maybe starved."

Zimran Ibanez: "This is a barn right? Don't farmers always worry about these things burning down?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We cannot just leave them here. They are a danger."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns, considering the matter and feels torn.

Dr Catriona: "Of being experimented on?"

Wolfe: "And starved to death."

GIZMO3: Gizmos' head turns upside down the freaky way owls do, looking at the smiling creeper female.

Wolfe: "But most impressed Lycanthropes go mad, or are driven to some heinous acts that they can't come back from."

Westra Goldbrook: "Not in danger. A danger. To everyone else, if they break that door after we elave."

Dungeon Lord: 42

Wolfe: Wolfe will start trying to move the cages over to help reinforce the door.

Dr Catriona: "If we set this on fire, there is a good chance most would die first of smoke inhalation."

Euron Sand: Euron will aid him.

Zimran Ibanez: "But do we want to risk opening that door and putting them out of their misery?"

Dr Catriona: "Likely a painful way to end them, however."

Wolfe: "We need to find whoever made them this and kill them."
"Then they'll all get turned back to whatever they were before."

Westra Goldbrook: "They are sick and starving creatures. We can grant them a quick death," she said, looking primarily to wolfe.

GIZMO3: Gizmo chirps as he is nearly grabbed by jumping monsters.
He moves out of their reach.

Dungeon Lord: Euron and Wolfe are able to handle the heavy cages.

Westra Goldbrook: "You are certain that will break the curse?"

Zimran Ibanez: "I vote for burning the place down and letting Waukeen sort it out."

Dr Catriona: (savage)

Wolfe: "Fuck you, Zimran."

Dr Catriona: (Oh snap that was out of character! PERSONAL BEEF!)

Wolfe: "We kill the creature that did this, and they're free."

Westra Goldbrook: "If there is a way to save the men that these were..." she says, with a shake of her head towards Zimran

Euron Sand: "I dislike the idea of killing them if it's at all possible to save them."

Zimran Ibanez: "But how long will it take for us to find these people?"

Wolfe: "We don't have a lot of time, though. I'm telling you we need to lock them up for now so they don't get loose and hurt anyone else."

Dr Catriona: "The female, I think, is more malicious than the others."

Wolfe: "If they starve they die anyway."

Dr Catriona: "She is sitting in the back, as if amused."

Zimran Ibanez: "So it's better to suffer for days?"

Dungeon Lord: 25

Wolfe: Wolfe will try to climb up to parlay with them.

Dr Catriona: "Mister wolfe, be careful!"

Wolfe:
10
ATHLETICS (8)
Wolfe
Wolfe climbs up atop one of the cages.
12
ATHLETICS (8)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: "They are starving, they won't listen to reason."

Wolfe: Wolfe gets up in the rafters with some huffing effort.

Dr Catriona: "Maybe throw them some food?"

Zimran Ibanez: "Fire would be a quicker death than starvation"

Wolfe: "HEY!" He yells down at them, trying to get them to heed him and hoping some of them can communicate.

Dr Catriona: She shakes her head.

Dungeon Lord: 18

Wolfe: "WHO LOCKED YOU IN HERE? YOU WERE FREE BEFORE."

Dungeon Lord: Two of the werewolves jump up at Wolfe.

Wolfe: Wolfe ignores them for now.

Dr Catriona: "This is going to be not ideal."

Wolfe: "HEY." He points down at her.
"I'M TALKIN TO YOU, KID. WHO LOCKED YOU IN HERE?"

Dr Catriona: "Do lycanthropes like goodberries?" she asks no one in particular.

Dungeon Lord: She watches Wolfe, but doesn't seem interested in conversing.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shrugs.

Wolfe: Wolfe climbs back down.

Dr Catriona: "I am only looking for solutions."

Wolfe: He grabs the knocked out Werewolf and throws him into an iron cage.
He then closes it and locks it with the chain he has in his pack.
"Let's go."

Dr Catriona: "Umm... so should I give them some goodberries then?"

Wolfe: "Sure."

Dr Catriona: "Are we just leaving them?"

Wolfe: "That may help."
"Throw them over the wall."
"For now we are."

Dr Catriona: She chucks good berries in random directions over the wall to mitigate frenzies as humanely as she can.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc turns to Westra then, his eyes furiously focused on the Paladin. "I am going Northwest to try and save these people. If you want to head to Luskan, go ahead. But I'm not abandoning these people to this fate."
He then leaves the barn behind, heading outside.
It is very clear Wolfe is agitated, on the brink of fury.

Dr Catriona: 7 goodberries over the wall... each sustains a creature for 1 day so hopefully, they dont go nuts trying to eat more.

Dungeon Lord: The beasts continue to slam into the door, nothing to seems to change as the doctor throws berries.

Zimran Ibanez: "I say we burn it down, let these poor folk meet their god of choice, and we can warn the harpers of a bigger threat once we get to Luskan"

Dr Catriona: Gizmo perches on Cat's shoulder and she walks out, obviously conflicted on how all this went down.

Zimran Ibanez: ((He says after Wolfe leaves))

Westra Goldbrook: "If there's a chance we can save them, I'll not see them burned alive," Westra says to Zimran, with a tone of finality.

Euron Sand: Euron follows Wolfe. "Wolfe, there are tracks on the side of the barn that lead to the Northeast. Over here,"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs and follows the others out

Euron Sand: "I can show you where they are." Euron said.

Wolfe: "The trail I picked up leads Northwest."
"We should go that way."

Dr Catriona: "This is not the kind of lycanthrope adventure I assumed it would be."

Zimran Ibanez: The bard shrugs, "So we're going deeper into the forest?"

Wolfe: Wolfe growls at Cat's comment.
"Sorry you're fucking disappointed."

Euron Sand: "I think we should go Northeast. That's where the tracks lead. Did you find other tracks?"

Dr Catriona: "I am not disappointed. I am disturbed."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs, looking toward the trail Euron found, then up toward the Northwest.
He seems to struggle with the decision here.
"Not tracks. A scent."

Westra Goldbrook: "The scent of the fleeing girl?"

Wolfe: The Half-Orc frowns, looking down at his hands. One touches the pendant at his throat and runs his thumb over the edges of it.
"I'm going Northwest." He then starts heading that direction, following the scent he picked up.

Dr Catriona: "I am.. um.. unclear as to what the next steps are. Who are we looking for now?"

Westra Goldbrook: "What are you not telling us?" Westra says, watching the orc

Dr Catriona: "There is certainly um... something missing in this plan..."

Wolfe: "I know someone involved in this."

Dr Catriona: "You...know a mad scientist?"

Euron Sand: "The person behind it? Or someone affected it by it?"

Wolfe: Wolfe stops his path, knowing he needs the carriage. "No. I don't know who's doing this. Or who's behind it."

Zimran Ibanez: "Why am I not surprised," the half-elf says with an eye roll.

Wolfe: "Someone involved. I'm not sure how."
Doctor Wicker is not a fan of mad science!

Wolfe: "Her scent litters the whole house."
"But I can tell she left in that direction." he points to the northwest.
Doctor Wicker does like weird science.

Wolfe: "And I know she'll tell me the truth of this, if she can."
"She wasn't in the room with the plans for the mecha werewolves."
"Ever."

Dr Catriona: "So... we came to look for the captain's brother, and now we are looking for some old friend of yours..."

Euron Sand: "All right. Then we should go Northwest and find this person. We need more information. If this person has it, let's get it."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does not stop watching Wolfe. When there is a lull, she says, "You think this will solve this matter faster than pursuing the child?" Her tone is neutral, as though sincerely asking instead of challenging his lead.

Zimran Ibanez: "So we're abandoning our job dealing with two cities, chock full of people, to wander around a werewolf infested forest in search of a girl?"

Wolfe: "I don't know. There's too many unknowns, too many things that don't make sense."

Dr Catriona: "I don't know, I feel like this information could have come about... earlier."

Wolfe: "But if I find Sera, we can get some straight answers."
"Something more is going on here than simple Lycanthropy shit. Someone's behind forcing the mechawolves and undead werewolves."

Dr Catriona: She sighs and crosses her arms, feeling somewhat in the dark about things. "To the Rex then?"

Wolfe: "Someone's driven them insane and done crazy garbage."

Dr Catriona: "A mad scientist."

Dungeon Lord: On queue a wolf howls in the distance.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra paused. Looked from Wolfe to Zimran. To Euron. To Cat. Then back to Wolfe.
"Luskan needs help, but not as immediately as the men in that barn. If we have the means to save them, we must try. And if Wolfe's instincts are telling him to go Northwest then... he's given us no reason to argue, thus far."
"Let us find this Sera."

Dr Catriona: Cat is startled.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks up at the wolf howl, his eyes narrowing.

Zimran Ibanez: "Then maybe I need to ask for one of the horses. This feels like a fool's errand to me."

Dungeon Lord: The howl came from the Northwest.

Westra Goldbrook: "You don't think the Harpers would have you stay and uncover what is going on with these men-turned-werewolves turned-machines?"

Wolfe: Wolfe nods toward that direction. "Sounds about right. Should get to the Rex and head toward it." He ignores Zimran's comment.

Zimran Ibanez: "I can head to Luskan, warn the Harpers of Sunderwood, then keep my ear to the ground in the city. Should you all not return in a weeks time I'll assume the worst and inform Lord Never(something) of your fate."

Dr Catriona: "That would assume you would make it out of this plagued wood unscathed."

Euron Sand: "And a single traveler is at greater risk than a party."

Zimran Ibanez: "I can make due"

Dr Catriona: "I figure we are well committed already, best to see it through than come away without anything done."
"Wolves pick off stragglers."
"Or so I have read."

Zimran Ibanez: "We haven't done much but wander into the homes of monsters and killed them for it. Leave them be and head back to civilization"

Wolfe: Making his way toward the Rex, Wolfe mounts up in the driver's seat.
"Luskan ain't civilization, it's a pirate's town."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves towards Zimran and addresses him directly.
"Stay. We need your help, and you are safer with us. When this is over you will have epic songs to write, and the gratitude of Neverwinter."

Zimran Ibanez: "If you're driving the wagon may I take your horse? I'll pay for her. 50 gold sound fair?"

Wolfe: "And there's no reason to be up there when we have some crazy cunt out here making evil monsters that have killed or turned soldiers of the Fist."
"Fine with me." Wolfe gestures to the spare horse.

Westra Goldbrook:
13   15
PERSUASION (7)

Dr Catriona: ((Promise of Copulation bonus adds +10 to check))

Zimran Ibanez:
20
INSIGHT (7)

Dr Catriona: Stowing her staff in the back of the Rex she, looks around once more... kind of happy to leave this awful area.

Zimran Ibanez: "I'm sorry Westra, but this doesn't strike me as bravery. We are wandering The Lurkwood. I sing songs about NOT wandering The Lurkwood for a living"

Dr Catriona: "But..anyone can do that."

Wolfe: "What do you expect from the guy that hides in the carriage while we get ambushed by a bunch of Werewolves?"

Dr Catriona: " ♫ I donnn't... wander the Lurkwoood... there are lycanthropes and ornery corp-ses...♪"
"See?"

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs at Cat's singing.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra lifts her chin, then nods.
"It is Captain Goldbrook. Good luck."

Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on April 30, 2018, 02:03:30 PM
Session 31
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Lyla:   Lyla grumbled as she trotted along the old game path leading to her real home, though she remained in were form, she walked upright with a slow pace. She hadn't planned to go home yet, stupid people ruining all her fun. Who were they anyways? A bunch of weirdos. That one in the back smelled of cheese and beef. The orc had smelled…like 'her'. She would have to tell him of this detail, Lyla was certain he would find it interesting. He found EVERYTHING interesting.
Wolves howled to the Northwest and she quickened her pace away from the sound. Those were different howls, other howls. She fell back to all fours, the small werewolf increased her pace again and continued. Why had they come out here? What were they doing in these parts? They seemed quite the odd bunch. She would find out, and she would make them pay for killing her friends. At least she still had Tibbers.
The Watch finds themselves on the outskirts of the old house watching Zimran ride away on Wolfe's horse.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches Zimran ride away on a GOLDBROOK FAMILY MOUNT and then turns to the others with a resigned expression.
"Onward, then," she says, with a nod to wolfe.

Dungeon Lord: The moon is high as the party ventures away from the house. The rex makes it slow going through the thick wooded areas and the carriage often has to loop around areas while Wolfe follows the scent deeper into the woods.

Dr Catriona: After giving Zimran some of the documents they found in the lab so that he could give to the Harpers, she organizes the ones she keeps and gets into the back of the Rex, as it seems likely that Westra might want to ride shotgun.

Wolfe: Wolfe, a little more determined now, continues on the path northwest while the Rex follows behind.

Dungeon Lord: The evening moves slowly, but quietly with only the occasional howl in the distance. Westra does scare off a giant badger that seemed interested in the food stores on the Rex. Wolfe's determination allows him to continue following the scent though as morning comes the group begins to get weary.

Wolfe: Wolfe will take a deep breath as they crest a small hill, worn from traveling on foot all night. They hadn't gotten attacked again, which was good. But he was bone-tired. "We should probably make camp for a bit. Better to do it during the day."

GIZMO-3 is not weary.

Euron Sand: "Yes, we need to rest. Our effectiveness diminishes without proper self-care."

Wolfe: Grunting as he arches his back to make it pop, Wolfe lets out a groan. "Listen... to the padre.."

Westra Goldbrook: Driven by purpose, Westra is reluctant to stop. However, Wolfe's complaint reminds her that she's primarily been riding all night, while he's been progressing on foot. She pauses a moment to consider how necessary it is for him to continue leading the way, and then nods with an unhappy sigh.
"Very well." She pulls the REX to a halt and dismounts, tapping the door to signal those inside that they're breaking.

L.E.R.O.Y.:  "Does the antiquated method of transportation require repairs, Mistress?" He pokes his head out from one of the windows.

Wolfe: "He called your truck old." He laughs a little toward Doc.

Dr Catriona: "I will give it a look before we leave. For now, its Sentry mode for you." she says, removing her glasses and rubbing her eyes and bridge of her nose.
"It is advanced in age..."

Westra Goldbrook: "Let us set camp. I will take first watch."

Wolfe: Wolfe draws out his bedroll, finds a cozy spot of grass beneath a tree and then pulls off his chainmail. He sets it down beside him with a groan of appreciation -- much like someone would get for kicking off their shoes or taking off their shirt from a long day of work, and lays down on the bedroll.

L.E.R.O.Y.:  "Very well, Doctor." He converts into mobile alarm unit.
28
GIZMO-3: The ocular apertures of the clockwork owl dilate wide and it goes to provide watch, too.

L.E.R.O.Y.:  61

GIZMO-3 has a passive perception of 18.
Gavin: Euron got out of the Rex and unlaced the straps of his armor. Cland in a tunic and breeches, he sought a place to lie down and relax.
GIZMO-3: (( 50 GP sounds above market price tho ))

Dungeon Lord: The morning passes without incident. As Westra settles down to nap and Wolfe brushes the sleep from his eyes he is confronted with the tip of a spear pointed as his neck.

Wolfe: Wolfe opens his eyes slowly and looks up.
"....Erm..."
"....hi."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "Get up." The man draped in grey Wolf furs and wearing a headress of the same beast whispers as eight others appear around the group.

Wolfe: Slowly Wolfe gets to his feet as directed.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: About then Gizmo probably goes off.

Dr Catriona: ((its never worked lol))

Wolfe: "Fuckin' worthless bucket of metal." Wolfe grumbles.
GIZMO-3: GIZMO makes shrill sounds to alert all and flies around.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: Spears are similarly pointed at the other group members as they are roused, one throws a rock at Gizmo but misses. "You trespass in land that does not belong to you."

Dr Catriona: Cat is sleepin inside the Rex.

Wolfe: "Yeah, uh, sorry about that."

Dr Catriona: But is awakened by GIZMO sounds.

Wolfe: "We're just trying to track down some Mecha-Werewolves."

Westra Goldbrook: Westa growls as she climbs to her feet.

Wolfe: "And non-mecha Werewolves."

Westra Goldbrook: But for the moment, she lets Wolf address his people.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: He eyes Wolfe and pokes the tip of his spear against his skin. "You are hunting werewolves?"

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts. "Just the ones that are ranging far south from here in the woods."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: This visibly agitates them all.

Wolfe: "Ones that do not transform back when they are knocked unconscious."

Euron Sand: "The ones harming these people."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over at Euron for a moment with a blank look, then back toward the guy with a spear in his chest.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: He pulls his spear back a bit. "What people?" He looks to Euron.

Westra Goldbrook: "Citizens in the nearby villages," Westra chimes in. "A group of soldiers was sent to help the civilians near here, and they seem to have been captured and transformed against their will."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: Another Warrior standing near Wolfe begins to sniff in his general direction.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't react to the man's sniffing.
Honest.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "If the weak do not wish to get killed, they should not encroach into dangerous territory. People of nearby villages take what is not theirs." He eyes each of the group again as he scowls.
"How many of these transformed werewolves have you killed?"

Wolfe: "Five or six."
"Maybe more, I stop keeping count."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: That gets Wolfe a couple snickers from the peanut gallery.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over the men and sniffs at the air.
19   10
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "Silence!" The one in the headdress yells with a scowl.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slightly to himself and then returns to his neutral stance.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "You have trespassed and will brought before Victor for your judgement."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs softly. "Alright."

Euron Sand: "Victor, who?"

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "Victor Banesblood, third of his name. King of Lurkwood, Drinker of Blood, Slayer of the Beasts of Yosithar," He says before turning to the others. "Take their weapons, especially that one." He points to Wolfe's Katana.

Wolfe: "Hey hey, now."
Wolfe puts a solid hold on his hilt.
"I give you my word that I will not unsheath this blade unless in honorable combat."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "I can smell the silver from here." He looks to Wolfe and considers.

Wolfe:
4
PERSUASION (-1)
Wolfe
7
PERSUASION (-1)
Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook: "Enough," Westra says, through gritted teeth.

Dr Catriona: "Doesn't this leader want to know that someone is experimenting on lycanthropes?" says Catriona from the window of the carriage.
"We should be working together."

Westra Goldbrook: "We have come here looking to stop some creatures from harming innocents. We are not here to harm you, or take anything from your land. Our work may in fact help you, as the person we are after has been experimenting on people in these parts. We are not surrendering our weapons. We are not giving ourselves to your custody. We are here to do a job. Stand. Aside."
9   18
PERSUASION (7)

Gray Wolf Barbarian: He seems to take pause with Westra. "I feel no deceit on your part so I will allow you to keep your weapons, but you are coming with us."

Wolfe: "Seems fair to me."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra purses her lips and looks unhappily at Wolfe. THen back to the furry. "Quickly, then. The longer we stay here, the more harm is done elsewhere."

Dr Catriona: "What about the transportation?" she asks, gathering some things in her satchel.

Euron Sand: Euron doesn't look happy about any of this, but he remains quiet. He does keep an eye on everyone's position.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "Follow me." He turns towards the Northwest and the other warriors fall in line around the group. He turns back to the Doctor as she asks. "You shall walk, that beast of a transport you have there wouldn't have made it much farther into the forest either way."

Dr Catriona: "LEROY, watch the REX. Thanks." she says, stepping out of it, squinting at the brightness of the day.

L.E.R.O.Y.:  "Yes Mistress! Enjoy your trek with the hostiles! I shall wish for your speedy return, with all your bowels in tact." He waves to her.

Dr Catriona: "...uh... okay. Thanks." she says before joining the others.

Wolfe: "Hey Leroy, work on your alarm program so that it's actually worth a shit next time."
Wolfe then grabs his gear and follows after the Barbarians.

Euron Sand: Euron grabs his gear, strapping on his armor, and then follows the group.

L.E.R.O.Y.:  "Thank you for your feedback comments, they have been submitted to the creator via wireless link."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: As promised the trees do grow closer together, the thick canopy blotting out most of the radiant sun as you move further into the woods. Some of the barbarians shift in and out of the bushes, but remain around the group as tight as is possible within the confines of the various trunks and bushes. Even those with good directional instincts quickly find it difficult to tell what direction they are traveling.

Wolfe: Wolfe seems stoic and calm about their journey. His fingers flex around the hilt of his reforged blade, but he has no other signs of nervousness.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra mad.
...but she marches along with the others in watchful silence.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: After several hours of unpleasant hiking some kind of structural stone pieces begin to litter the area.

Dr Catriona: "I am assuming someone named Banesblood isn't very.. uh.. cordial.."

Wolfe: "Probably not."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: You are quickly escorted by the men to the ruins of what appears to be a temple. The weathered and foliage overgrown hides a large portion of the structure as you are escorted inside. Large statues of dragons are placed at intervals of the structure and within the halls are as you lead deeper inside. A few of the men remain at the entrance but most escort you down into the bowels of the ruins, the smell of stale air and burning torches fills your nostrils in the confined hallways. You are forced to move two people at a time as the halls narrow before you come to a pair of reinforced wooden doors.

Westra Goldbrook:
19   12
HISTORY (3)

Wolfe:
19
NATURE (0)
Wolfe

Gray Wolf Barbarian: The leader of the group pushes one door open and walks inside while the others wait for the group to enter.

Dr Catriona: Catriona sneezes.
And it sounds adorable

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes and studies what she can see of the statues and other details along the way, trying to understand anything she can about who these strange people are.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe is able to identify the dragons as being Silver dragons. Westra's recollection of studying elvish lore leads her to recall the way the statues are placed and the structure itself may have been a religious location.

Wolfe: "Well..."
"The good news is that they're good dragons, and not evil dragons."

Victor: "Rageclaw. Why are you back already?" An elegant voice bellows from inside the doorway.

Dr Catriona: "These names sound so aggressive..."

Wolfe: "Werewolves aren't exactly Paladins of Lathander, Doc."

Victor: A man standing nearly seven feet tall stands in front of a table littered with documents. He wears elegant golden armor, a two handed great sword nearly as tall rests across his back, its golden hilt lined with an assortment of gemstones. "Oh? What have you brought me?"

Wolfe: Wolfe quiets down as he looks around the room, sniffing at the air while 'Rageclaw' will speak his piece.

Victor: The man wearing the headress continues to whisper to Victor. Who nods and gives the group a smile with teeth that seem abnormally large even for his giant head.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks about the room as they enter, though her focus is quickly stolen by the very tall man in its center.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow as he looks at Victor and his smile.

Victor: "So you have come for the festivities tonight? I understand you are werewolf slayers from down south." He spreads his arms before providing a slight bow.

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts a finger up.
"Mecha werewolf slayers.":
He says in a correcting tone.

Euron Sand:
24   11
RELIGION (4)

Victor: "I am Victor Banesblood, Lord of the Gray Wolf tribe and all of Lurkwood."

Dr Catriona: "Good tidings and uh... well met. Do you know about the strange activities happening within your domain?"

Wolfe: "Most people call me Wolfe." He says in introduction.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes a headcount while the others talk. Eight to four, not counting the seven-foot leader. She prays silently, convinced already that they will not leave this place without testing their lives.

Victor: "I know of all activities happening in my domain Child. Why have you so brazenly trespassed against our tribe?"

Dr Catriona: "There is rogue experimentation and necromancy..."

Wolfe: "Do you know about cultists who have been driven insane and gibber about collecting names? Or about werewolves transformed into half metal monstrosities?"
"What about Werewolves that don't revert to a man's shape when they're knocked unconscious? Or killed?"

Victor: He looks at Wolfe, who speaks a bit clearer, his eyes narrowing as he addresses the entire group. "Who are you?"

Wolfe: "One among you knows who I am."
"I came here to find Sera and the truth."

Victor: "You are not some village idiots wandering...." He clears his throat. One of the men behind Wolfe lets out an audible growl.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns her head and stares at the growler.

Victor: He sniffs in Wolfe's general direction. "The prodigal father...." He starts laughing a deep mirth filled laugh.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at Victor, waiting for him to get over thinking himself so funny.

Dr Catriona: Catriona is for once not surprised.

Westra Goldbrook: Victor's laughter and comment draw Westra's eye, though her attention then slides to Wolfe.

Euron Sand: Euron keeps his eyes on the beast-men near him. He doesn't look away or act intimidated.Victor's words about Wolfe earn narrowed eyes from the priest, but he says nothing and waits to see if the man will explain himself.

Victor: "A father unable to teach his daughter what she is. Help her embrace it, to understand it."

Dr Catriona: "More common than you think.. uh.. sir."

Victor: "Such a tragedy, my poor fellow. Sera is not here, she was too weak to embrace her true heritage. She still fights to be the weak mortal shell that houses her true power."

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Westra:▓▒░ « Hi Captain. It's me, Catriona Wicker. Would you mind performing your scan of undead? Sorry if this voice in your head is weird. »

Wolfe: "Where is she, then?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow at Cat
But then focuses her senses and checks for undead in the area.

Euron Sand: Euron looks from Victor to Wolfe and back. Wolfe's desire to find Sera made sense. He could only imagine Zimran's reaction to this news, given his dislike of Wolfe.

Victor: "She came here, babbling something about some idiot that would cure her." He laughed again, though in a mocking tone. "Such a thing is not possible save the gods themselves, and even it were, you cannot remove the beast born within you without losing that which you are."

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly. "So it's said."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks back at Catriona and shakes her head subtly.

Wolfe: "But that's not what I asked you."

Dr Catriona: "May I show you something? All these ..um.. words... probably better to show, not tell..."
She directs that towards Victor, though her perpetual timidity colors her words.

Euron Sand: "The gods are capable of much, Mr. Banesblood. Perhaps it's best not to speak of them with our limited perceptions."

Victor: "So, four of you marched up here to save your little girl?" He sat down on the desk clearly amused with this entire discussion. "Rageclaw, wine."

Wolfe: "No."
"We came up here to stop the attacks south of Lurkwood, and to put down the Undead and Metal werewolves." He nods towards Cat. "There's some paperwork she can share with you."

Victor: "I know much of gods holy man." He looks to Cat and gives her a toothy grin. "Please by all means come closer and show me my dear."

Dr Catriona: "I have more than paperwork."
She steps forward, closer to Victor and sets not only the schematics with the mecha werewolves on the table, but a the piece of metal claw and such she removed from it.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: Rageclaw returned with a large goblet of wine which Victor promptly chugged half of.

Dr Catriona: "And if you will allow me, I can fabricate an insubstantial facsimile of what it looked like. I.. I guess you would call it a localized illusion."

Victor: He seems let down as he looks at them. "You show me nothing I do not already know."

Dr Catriona: "Oh.. "
"Isn't um.. aren't ...such things anathema to your people?"

Victor: "I was only then learning of their attacks on our people when she arrived. Unfortunately, I found out too late Sera knew the identity of the of the person creating these beasts. I believe she may even be assisting him." He sighed and took a quick sip. "Give me five minutes with her now and I'll get his location out of her."

Dr Catriona: Catriona begins rolling up the parchment and other items then. "What.. is the purpose of such activity?"

Wolfe: Wolfe listens to what's said but doesn't interject for now. He's looking over the other barbarians, trying to gauge their feelings at the moment.

Victor: He nodded to Cat. "We will find her, and her sorcerer and gut them both. After they have been stopped, we will destroy the remaining beasts."

Wolfe:
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INSIGHT (1)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: "Why not let us do it? We have some experience with the weird...."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. Keeping us here only delays this sorcerer being found."

Dr Catriona: "It may be a mad scientist and necromancer. Not something one runs into typically."

Victor: He finishes his wine. "It does not matter, we have existed for thousands of years because we are the most power tribe of barbarians on all of Faerun. Blessed by the gods. We will prevail."

Wolfe: "Your men are afraid." Wolfe says as he turns his face toward Victor. "Maybe because while you drink wine, they are being sent to their deaths -- or to be transformed into experiments."

Dr Catriona: "I.. uh.. don't know if you have heard..."
"But there is a realmwide cataclysm underway."

Victor: "And the matter of your trespass ..."

Wolfe: "You are not strong. You're a coward."

Dr Catriona: "Unlike anything that has come in millennia."

Westra Goldbrook: Westa grits her teeth.

Victor: A quick scowl forms on his lips before returning to a smile as he sets the goblet down.

Wolfe: "You speak about strength while you sit and your people perish or are tortured."
Wolfe looks out of the corner of his eye to see how this is resounding with the troops.

Victor: "Are you challenging me? Halfbreed." His voice is calm, but his eyes belie his rage.
All of the men take a step back.

Wolfe: Wolfe reaches his hand up slowly toward his neck. "Unlike my daughter, I know the beast inside. What it is, and what it means. Dread it. Run from it. Destiny still arrives."

Victor: "Unpure filth."

Wolfe: He unclasps the pendant and lowers his hand.
"I do challenge you. Warriors should not be lead by a coward."

Dr Catriona: "This has escalated far uh.. beyond my projections."

Westra Goldbrook: "Have you even been outside of your temple to see what is being done to your people?" Westra asks, eyes narrowing. "Have you seen with your own eyes how metal and machine have been fused to their bodies? How their minds have been fractured and they can do nothing but babble nonsense? Have your men seen it? Do they know the fates to which you condemn them while you sit here, ordering them about?"

Victor: Victor stands and pulls his sword from his back.

Wolfe: Wolfe draws his katana, lightning fast into his hands. A snarl, more bestial than man, rolls from his chest.

Dr Catriona: "What.............is..............happening....................."

Euron Sand: Euron draws back, closer to the table, attempting to get a look at the map. He doesn't want to be in the arc of either man's weapons or claws...

Dr Catriona: "Oh this is matter excludes all but the involved parties."
She says, like an anthropologist.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: The soldiers move the three remaining non-barbarians away from the central area. And all back away.
Euron is able to see the map is a detailed map of Lurkwood with some wooden figures on it that don't seem to represent anything he can tell.

Victor: Victor turns black as he begins to grow two more feed, his mouth extends into a snout and his fingers growl into claws.

Westra Goldbrook:
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SLEIGHT OF HAND (3)
Westra watches with a hawklike intensity. She prays quietly to Helm for a favorable outcome... while surreptitiously applying the magic granted by the Watcher to aid Wolfe.
Shield of Faith
abjuration 1
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small parchment with a bit of holy text written on it)
Duration: Concentration Up to 10 minutes
A shimmering field appears and surrounds a creature of your choice within range, granting it a +2 bonus to AC for the duration.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow, but he holds his weapon in hand and solidly. "Come on then, show me some of your fuckin' divinity."

Victor: He lets out a howl and with lighting speed moves in.
Hilt Strike
Victor
Attack: 13 | 23
DC 15 Con save or be knocked prone.
Greatsword
Victor
Attack: 19 | 14
Greatsword
Victor
Attack: 28 | 12
Damage: 10slashing
Damage: 8slashing

Wolfe: Wolfe becomes one his blade. While Victor lands some hits, his eyes blaze with deadly focus.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
20   27
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing
29   13
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17 + 26
slashing
16
Orcish Fury Crit Damage
Wolfe
21   28
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing

Wolfe:
22   29
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17 + 28
slashing
137

Dr Catriona: "YES!!!! MISTER WOLFE!" yells Cat, super out of character... then she catches herself and looks embarrassed.

Victor: Victor gets the shit kicked out of him, but does not fall. He growls as blood flows from several deep cuts.

Wolfe: Moving like the wind, Wolfe unleashes a roar. His teeth and hands shift into something more animistic as claws sprout out of his gloves. He lets out a loud "HASAKIIIIIII!!!" as he carves through Victor like a hot knife through butter.

Victor: Some of the guards seem to murmur between each other.
Hilt Strike
Victor
Attack: 17 | 29
DC 15 Con save or be knocked prone.
Greatsword
Victor
Attack: 29 | 12
Greatsword
Victor
Attack: 16 | 25
Damage: 13 + 9slashing

Wolfe: 17

Westra Goldbrook: Westra continues to watch intently. Though her satisfaction at Wolfe's first barrage of strikes is much quieter than Cat's, she quietly makes a note to not talk shit about Wolfe's daughter.

Wolfe:
28   10
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
13
slashing
18   13
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
19
slashing

Victor: Victor manages to block the second attack through loud gasps of breath. "This. Is. Impossible."

Euron Sand:
1
Healing
Higher Level Cast
9
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Westra Goldbrook: Westra glances to the priest behind her, gives him a look, and then positions herself to help cover the wolf peoples' line of sight on him
TO HELP

Dr Catriona: Catriona will Help Action to help Euron

Euron Sand:
12   4
SLEIGHT OF HAND (2)
1
Healing
Higher Level Cast
8
Healing
60 ft
Healing Word

Wolfe: Wolfe slashes down heavily at Victor, an onslaught that is hard to ignore. "Not impossible." The Half-Orc snarls. "Inevitable."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "What?! THEY DO NOT FIGHT WITH HONOR!" A gray wolf near Euron shouts before smacking him his hilt.

Euron Sand: "Apologies. Helm made me do it."

Gray Wolf Barbarian:
Spear (Humanoid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 24 | 19
Damage: 8piercing

Victor: He looks to the priest. "Seize them! They have no honor!" He takes a step away from Wolfe and the half-orc can see relief flood into werewolf's eyes.

Westra Goldbrook: "See him flee."

Wolfe: "STAY OUT OF IT!" he yells toward the others as he feels rejuvenated from the magic.
He turns his bloodied blade toward Victor. "Come on, runt."
"I'll give you a free one to even it up."

Euron Sand: Euron is assaulted, earning growl of pain. "Your master has no honor. He hides rather than help his people. And those who follow a man with no honor are damned just the same!"

Westra Goldbrook: "One man's prayer for the wounded, and your self-declared god looks for reason to escape."

Wolfe: "Unless you're too much of a coward to take me on."
21   16
INTIMIDATION (2)
Wolfe

Victor: "I thought for a moment you might die with honor. I suppose just dying will have to do."

Wolfe: "The only one dying, runt." Wolfe sneers. "Is the pup in front of me."

Victor: He nods to the side of Wolfe and Rageclaw looks to his leader.

Wolfe: 15

Victor:
Hilt Strike
Victor
Attack: 26 | 17
DC 15 Con save or be knocked prone.
Damage: 4bludgeoning

Wolfe:
17
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

Victor:
Greatsword
Victor
Attack: 21 | 10
Greatsword
Victor
Attack: 18 | 24
Damage: 8slashing

Wolfe: Wolfe spits to the side as Victor smacks him about the head. "Alright, then."
23
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
19
slashing
20
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
11
slashing
Wolfe drives his sword into the chest of the werewolf chief. He grabs the back of his head and draws him close so that he can whisper into his face.
"Remember this moment, that you were beaten by a half-breed." He whispers with a snarl.
"And know that I can kill you whenever I wish."

Wolfe: He then pulls the blade out and punches him unconscious.

Gray Wolf Barbarian: Rageclaw grits his teeth.

Euron Sand: "And thus, always, to the dishonorable." Euron said to the one who hit him.

Wolfe: Wolfe turns to Rageclaw then.

Dr Catriona: The bosomy doctor bounces in barely contained jubilation and tries to high five the werewolf next to her, by accident.
Image

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "Shut your mouth dishonorable wretch." He raises his weapon again.

Wolfe: "Because they acted to protect me, it would be dishonorable to profit."
"But a pack seeks to protect their own."

Dr Catriona: Then she realizes its a werewolf and puts her hand down, seeing treachery!

Wolfe: "His fate is yours to decide."

Euron Sand: "You keep using that word. I don't think it means what you think it means."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: He nods to Wolfe. The rest of the men scowl in Euron's direction.

Wolfe: "He's a human, their kind don't know what honor means." He gestures to Rageclaw. "But we do."
He lowers the blade over Victor's head. "Name his fate."

Gray Wolf Barbarian: "The will of the Black Blooded One has already been made known. I cannot challenge that." He again nods to Wolfe. "You are welcome to go search for your Sera."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc nods slowly. He sheaths his blade. "I would appreciate if you could tell me where you last saw her go."
"We are not enemies, Rageclaw. This monster to the south is both of our enemy."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on April 30, 2018, 02:08:32 PM
Session 32

Dungeon Lord: The Watch finds themselves within the hold of the Gray Wolfe Tribe while searching for Sera and the the cause of the mysterious mechanical and magic infused werewolves. After crushing Victor in single? combat, Wolfe finds that the rest of the tribe looks at him with a reverence not before seen.
Rageclaw considered Wolfe a moment, glacing down at Victor who still struggled to collect himself. "Sera came to us looking for protection, though she would not commit to our ways. You cannot remain with the tribe if you are not of the tribe." His eyes wandered to the other members of the watch as a moment of silence passed between the two. The older man's eyes found their way back to the half orc before he continued. "After she heard about a 'cure' from some fool scientist, she wandered south to some village where he was performing experiments. That is all I can tell you."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watched the goings-on in grim-faced silence. She thought it unwise to leave the defeated creature alive, but was at least aware enough of the environment to understand that there may be no alternative, at the moment.

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns and nods slowly. "Understandable. To be part of a people you have to accept who they are -- and make it part of you. What do you know of this scientist?"

Westra Goldbrook: The news about this "Sera" was frustrating, and it likely showed on her face. To her mind, this was nothing the party hadn't already figured out on their own.

Dr Catriona: "Mad scientist. A proper one would not be so abhorrent." she corrects as she keeps hearing the term without that modifier.

Dungeon Lord: "Nothing. She seemed especially reserved about speaking of him, perhaps it was caution, but my nose tells me it was fear."
He gave the doctor a quick scowl before looking back to Wolfe.

Wolfe: "And the experiments? He's taken some of your people and turned them into mecha monsters, is that right?"

Dungeon Lord: He shook his head in the negative with a slight laugh. "The creatures he has at his command are weak, they could never take us. The beasts he creates are unnatural abominations, made from....them." He motions towards Euron and Westra.

Wolfe: "So they are humans he turns into machine lycanthropes?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrowed her eyes. "You have seen him and the people he turns?"

Dungeon Lord: "I have heard rumons of dwarves from the mithril hall as well."
"No, but I know the smell of the beasts. They are not pure."

Wolfe: "There has to be at least one of them who is actually a werewolf to pass on.." He almost said the curse but he went with another way of phrasing it, as he was aware of his audience, "..lycanthropy."

Dungeon Lord: He considers for a moment at Westra as he answered Wolfe. "The scent of even the black blooded one feels tainted, I do not believe it is of Him. We have one, we can show you."

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly. "Please. We wish to put a stop to him. Any information you can give would be of help."

Westra Goldbrook:
15   5
RELIGION (0)

Dungeon Lord: Westra knows the black blooded one is Malar, patron of Weres.
He nodded. "Follow me." He turned back a moment later was he moved to leave. "Bring them." He pointed to the other members of the watch oddly.

Dr Catriona: Catriona crosses her arms and will move before anyone goes touch her.

Dungeon Lord: The warriors escort the group, lead by Rageclaw into a winding tunnel and slowly ascends back towards ground level. After about five minutes, he turns to a set of steps leading sharply down. The man grabs a torch off the wall and descends the twenty steps to an iron door. After unlocking it he ushers the group inside, though several guards remain outside the room.
As your eyes adjust the dim torchlight, several 8x8 cells come into view. The iron bars look ancient, though still strong. A beast, sits in the cage directly across from you, the all too familiar form of a werewolf. It smells the air and snaps its teeth as you look around but does not otherwise react. The fiery orbs of its eyes watch each member in turn.
"Here is the beast, its fur goes aflame when it is enrage."

Dr Catriona: "Pardon?" Wat...

Dungeon Lord: 21

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowned as she drew near to the bars, trying to see what she could of the beast. "I don't understand. The others did not 'go aflame'."

Wolfe: "Looks like our scientist likes to make a whole bunch of weird shit." Wolfe grumbles as he hovers near the entrance.
"You seen him before?" He asks Rageclaw. "What does he look like?"

Dungeon Lord: "He. Catches. On. Fire." He says slowly while shaking his head at Wolfe.
"I have not seen the creature that creates these." He motioned to Wolfe. "They never revert."

Dr Catriona: "Spontaneous Incendiary transformation. Fascinating."

Wolfe: Wolfe gives Rageclaw a nod. "I noticed that. Tried a few out and they never changed."
"So they're not actual lycanthropes. They just look like one and have the same strengths. But they never change and don't seem to be able to control their actual shaoe?"

Dungeon Lord: The wolf pounces at Westra gets closer, the fur on its back glowing orange before it bursts into a bright torrent of fire. He crashes into the bars reaching for the paladin, snapping its jaws.

Dr Catriona: Catriona taps her chin a moment, but then seems to notice something in another cell and walks away from the others.
"AH!"

Dungeon Lord: "They are mad beasts. Uncivilized."

Dr Catriona: She is startled by that... then backs up some and resumes on her previous path.

Wolfe: "Can they change?"

Dungeon Lord: He shrugs, we have never seen any of them change back.

Westra Goldbrook: Westa flinches slightly at the sudden outburst, then scowls as she stands to her full height, watching the beast burn. She turned back to the others, frowning.
"Then we have learned nothing new here. Time is fleeting. If there is no further trail to follow, we must make every effort to warn the people of Sunderwood."
14   16
PERCEPTION (5)

Wolfe:
7
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: "Mister?" she says to the man with his back to them. "What are you in here for?"

Dungeon Lord: Westra notices through the light of the wolf, a slumped body laying across a cot on the far side of the room.
Cat receives no response.

Westra Goldbrook: "There," she points out, lifting a finger to indicate the form laying across a cot. "That one has reverted has it not?"

Dungeon Lord: "No, that is a guest."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowned, glancing briefly at wolfe before looking back to rageclaw. "What manner of guest?"

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Unresponsive Prisoner:▓▒░ « Mister! Are you alive? »

Antony Goldbrook: Arms flail and the person falls to the ground. "AHHHHH What in the hell?!!" A voice familiar to Westra shouts.

Wolfe: Wolfe will slowly pace down the cells, looking to see if there's anyone or anything of interest in here.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gasps
She crosses the room in quick strides, and takes hold of the bars of the cell before her. "Can it be?" she whispers. "...Antony?"

Antony Goldbrook: He looks around in confusion, moments later he locks eyes with his sister. "Wessie?"
He stands and moves to the bars. "What in Torm's tits are you doing here?"

Wolfe: "Glad we came up here and wasted our time." Wolfe says over his shoulder as he's inspecting the cells.

Dungeon Lord: "Shut up with the incessant snaping." Rageclaw punches the wolf with a well time strike and knocks it back against the wall. Though it returns in a moment to bit at the group.

Dr Catriona: "Such a familial journey." she remarks to herself.

Westra Goldbrook: "Antony!" Westra repeats, emotion filling her. A grin brighter than daylight splits her face. "I'm here looking for you," she explains. But slowly, she recalls the situation at hand, and the grin bleeds off of her face. "Antony, are you alright?"

Antony Goldbrook: "Oh, hey there lovely." He gives her a wink. "Who's your friend Sis?"

Dr Catriona: Cat beams. "The odds are astronomical, yet here we are." At least something good was being accomplished.

Westra Goldbrook: "This--" she started to introduce, but turned back to rageclaw, her brow creasing. "You must open the cell. This is my brother."

Antony Goldbrook: "You can say that again, its not every lady that gets to lay her eyes on such a fine man."

Wolfe: Wolfe would comment, but he's inspecting...

Dungeon Lord: "If he will control himself." Rageclaw responds.

Dr Catriona: Cat thinks these Flaming Fisters have strange senses of humor.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe finds no other sentients present.

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course he will. Why is he imprisoned?"

Antony Goldbrook: "Hey fuck you guy. I didn't know you were different. I told you that. Fucking werewolves everywhere." He shook his head and looked to Westra. "These fuckers are all sore because I killed one of them....like -I- knew there were different werewolves."

Wolfe: He then returns to stand with the others. Seeing Westra's whole purpose of going along, he turns to Rageclaw as Westra asks her question. "He probably encroached on their land, as well."

Dungeon Lord: Rageclaw motioned to one of the guards to let him out.
"And he brought this beast and several others on his tails....the fool."

Antony Goldbrook: "Duuuuudddeee! They were killing all of us! I told you! This guy Sis....."

Dr Catriona: "I think that all uh... parties... are subject to a massive miscommunication."

Antony Goldbrook: As he is released the guards leave the room through the door where everyone entered.
The man picks Westra up in a great bear hug. "Wessie saved her big brother!" He mocks.

Westra Goldbrook: When Antony is released, Westra steps forward and embraces him strongly. "Shut up, you wonderful fool," she tells him, without any heat. "I'd though you lost, Antony. I'd thought--" she put her hands on his shoulders and leaned back to look at him more evenly. "Does this mean that you're not--?" she couldn't quite bring herself to say.

Antony Goldbrook: "As if.....they can't bite me. He jukes from side to side in mock dodging. "I got the moves."

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a long, heavy sigh.

Antony Goldbrook: "Oh, my apologize." He takes Cat's hand and kisses it. "A -real- pleasure to meet you Miss.....?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona basically freezes like a deer at this
"Uh... Wocter Dicker.."

Dungeon Lord: Rageclaw turns to Wolf. "The festivities are about to begin, I shall leave you all to reunite."

Dr Catriona: She shakes her head. "Doctor.. uh Wicker."

Antony Goldbrook: "Doctor? Hey hey." He turns to Westra. "Think father would approve? You know he didn't really care for Emily. Or Sandra. Or Bethany."

Westra Goldbrook: "Anthony, be serious, please," Westra tsked, shaking her head. "Dr. Wicker is well-esteemed as a scientist and a maker. And this is Father Euron Sand, newly of Neverwinter, one of the Watcher's faithful and a most competent cleric."

Dr Catriona: "What....is.... happening..." she whispers to herself.

Antony Goldbrook: "He looks kinda of like a younger version of that old goat you always go see at the temple. What was his name?" He offers a million dollar smile to Euron. "Well met."

Westra Goldbrook: "And this is Wolfe," she says, turning to the half-orc. "He is.." She struggles a little, but then says, "...he is perhaps the most capable swordsman I have encountered in some time."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks to Westra, an eyebrow raised.
"Huh."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns. "Antony, don't be rude."

Antony Goldbrook: "Ah ha ha! I have battled a few half-orcs in my day. Very fierce fighters. Want to give it a go?"

Westra Goldbrook: "If you are well, we have work yet to do. Are you... do you know what has happened to your men?"

Wolfe: Wolfe turned to Antony then. "No."

Antony Goldbrook: "Ahh cmon, get that stick out of your butt Sis, we aren't in church."

Dr Catriona: "Empirically, that challenge holds little use as Mister Wolfe bested the leader of this entire tribe and you were incarcerated by his staff..."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ahh. You might see if the young goat has some ointment for that wound."

Dr Catriona: "I mean.. if we are to save time is why I mention this... not to be uh... unintentially emasculating I'll stop talking now..."

Wolfe: Wolfe considers them for a moment. "I'll let you two catch up." He says to the Westbrooks then goes up after Rageclaw.

Dr Catriona: "Wait... there is a stick.. in your body?" she asks, looking at Westra in honest surprise.

Antony Goldbrook: "Cmon Babe! They had me like 20 to 1, what am I supposed to do? I mean..I am crazy, but not THAT crazy." He turned to Westra. "This little thing, it is but a scratch." In fact, he does appear unharmed.

Dungeon Lord: He scratched his head as he considered his men. "Aww man...we were escorting some dipshit fancy pants...and then all of a sudden there are like ten werewolves eating everyone. Fucking Charles got his throat ripped out before we knew it, and Francious was disembowled. It was chaos."

Westra Goldbrook: "Escorting?" Westra asked, frowning. "I thought you'd been dispatched here to deal with the--" she glanced aside, making sure the weres had retreated. "--the werewolves," she finished in a whisper. "Who were you escorting?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona ambles over to the cage of the Firewolf(TM) and visually appraises it out of scientific curiosity.

Antony Goldbrook: "There were like five of us left after a couple minutes, backs to a wagon. We managed to kill a couple, but gods they were fast. After Timothy fell we retreated into the woods. I don't know how long we ran, before there were more of them." He let out a sight. "Then they were killing each other. We managed to take a few down before Georn and Hernry fell."

Dungeon Lord: The wolf sits are the far end of the cage, quiet again, though occasionally sniffing at the doctor. From this range it looks like a 'normal' werewolf.

Antony Goldbrook: "Hell if I know...Neverwinter's new boyfriend. It was all some.." finger quotes. "Super secret mission."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra made a confused face. "What are you talking about? You don't know whom you were responsible for transporting? Where were you headed? What happened to your charge?"

Antony Goldbrook: "We picked him up in Mirabar in the middle of the night. Had a whole contingent escorting some dude. He was weird as hell, kept mumbling and talking all scientisty."
"We were supposed to bring him back to Neverwinter. Not even inside the city. We were to bring him a league from the city then send word he had arrived. Boooooorrrrring!"

Westra Goldbrook: "...scientisty?" she repeated, wondering if her brother had been more injured than he let on.

Antony Goldbrook: "You kidding me Wessie, he got wasted in like two seconds after we got attacked."

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Firewolf, The Bow Wow Burninator:▓▒░ « Do you know the name of who did this to you? »

Antony Goldbrook: "Sure...he was talking about walls, and tunnels, and the measurements of castle walls and weird stuff."
"I mean...you know me.....if it isn't combat training. Whoop." He motions his hand over his head.

Dr Catriona: The doctor smirks. The removes a glove and holds up a bare fist... which abruptly ignites in azure flame.

Antony Goldbrook: "Think she is into me?" He says to Westra in a hushed tone as he watches the Doc.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shook her head. "I don't understand," she said, frowning. "But that is neither here nor there. I suppose we should--" She stops as Catriona ignites. "...Doctor? Are you well?"

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with FireWolf:▓▒░ « I think you would find me quite unpleasant on the digestive... »

Westra Goldbrook: She casts a quit-fucking-around glance at Antony

Dr Catriona: The flames light licks against the lenses of her glasses, obscurring her eyes.. but the interruption has her turn to Westra. The fist goes out.

Dungeon Lord: The large double doors on the wall behind Antony shake for a moment, a familiar sound to the two warriors of a door beam being lifted.

Dr Catriona: "Yes, Captain. Just communicating with this specimen."

Westra Goldbrook: "Communicating?" she echoes. "Are you able to hold a conversation with it?" she asked, before her attention darted towards the noise at the rear door.

Dr Catriona: "Not really. It just wants to bite me."
"It may just have had its intelligence shredded to base instincts."

Westra Goldbrook: "That is unfortunate," she sighs.

Antony Goldbrook: "Is this chick crazy? She didn't say anything to it." He whispers.

Westra Goldbrook: "This lady has all manner of unusual and strange methods, but they are typically very effective," she tells Anthony, quietly.

Dr Catriona: Catriona puts her fingers to her temple, Xavier style and prods at the creature's mind with a small battery of cognition tests.
Her hand drops. "It's mind is akin to that of an angry beast, instinct alone."

Dungeon Lord: The doors, creek open, revealing white moonlight. Two werewolves push the massive doors opened. A great number of howls can be heard from from outside the door.

Dr Catriona: "This mad scientist will need to be stopped as such a fate is worse than murder."

Antony Goldbrook: "What in Torm's testicle is going on out there?"

Dr Catriona: "Is this a common main-lander colloquialism? To call upon the nether regions of deities?"

Westra Goldbrook:
12   14
PERCEPTION (5)

Dungeon Lord: The smell of fresh air fills the room. The group can see a sandy ground with pillars littered about the area, about 100 ft from Antony and Westra, across a small pit five werewolves mill about with weapons in their hand.
"It is time for the ceremony to begin." One of the wolves say before they leap out of sight. The bars on firewolf's car begin to raise into the ceiling.

Dr Catriona: ((Wait are we in the way? lol))

Westra Goldbrook: "We should perhaps return to the ground floor," Westra says, moving back towards the exit.

Dr Catriona: "Yes. Post haste."
((So there is no way out?))

Westra Goldbrook: Westra leads the others to the iron door, only to find it locked. She draws her tiny loaner sword and knocks on the door with a gloved fist.
"Open the door!" she calls.

Dr Catriona: "This is not ideal."

Dungeon Lord: Rageclaw stands, his voice bellowing across the temple, those in the room can hear the familiar voice. "Younglings. Tonight you face your first test! The trial of strength begins, fight, feed, and be victorious, or perish as the weak do not stand with us." Thunderous roars and howls shake the entire arena.
Westra receives no response to the door banging.

Westra Goldbrook: "Out the doors, then, quickly," she says, gesturing to the opened doors.
"We need to get out of its way."

Antony Goldbrook: "Yeah, fuck that fire wolf, I am getting out of here."

Dr Catriona: "What if they mistake us for their challengers?"

Westra Goldbrook: "I have a feeling that was the intention."

Dr Catriona: She says, adjusting her glasses as she briskly jogs behind the Flaming Fisters.

Dungeon Lord: Westra, Antony, Euron, and the Doctor emerge into the floor of a huge arena. The bright full moon glows above and gives the stones a magical hue. Westra and quickly see Wolfe sitting next to Rageclaw as nearly 150 werewolves roar in approval as the group emerges from the doors.

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts his head up and looks over at Rageclaw. "...What!?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Rageclaw!" Westra bellows. "What trickery is this?"

Dungeon Lord: "There are penalties for trespass. You proved your worth, let them do the same." He says calmly to Wolfe.
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
10
Wolfe
16
Doctor Wicker
6
Euron Sand
18

Dr Catriona: "This is not ideal."
She repeats.

Westra Goldbrook: "RAGECLAW! ANSWER ME."

Dungeon Lord: He seems disinterested in speaking to Westra.
One of the wolves across the small pit of water howls and rushes towards the group with zeal.

Wolfe: Wolfe growls over toward the Werewolf. "You set this up!?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona sneezes.

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 13 | 8
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 18 | 26
Damage: 11 + 3slashing
It slashes Antony.

Antony Goldbrook: "You asshole!"

Dr Catriona: "Is this to the death?!"

Westra Goldbrook: "It is now."
Westra summons the Watcher's arm, imbuing her loaned sword with radiant energy while the wolves approach.

Dungeon Lord: "This is our solstice tournament, trespassers are the challengers for our youth to battle." He says to Wolfe. "You have proven your worth, but if you are so concerned with your allies, you are welcome to gauge our younglings yourself."

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Dr Catriona: "This is such a waste of resources... why commit these fighters to this when a greater threat looms?"

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 21 | 24
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 20 | 23
Damage: 18piercing
Damage: 12slashing

Westra Goldbrook: "Because they are beasts who know nothing but destruction," Westra growls, near-shaking with fury.

Dungeon Lord:
22   13
CONSTITUTION SAVE (3)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Wolfe: Wolfe looks to Rageclaw, his eyes narrowed at the set up. "Will you question my honor if I stand with them? Five against five?"

Dungeon Lord: Euron gets bitten and scratched by the wolf, he quickly patches himself up.
"No, you are still a trespasser on our lands so the law is clear."
6
Healing
Higher Level Cast
13
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu
Jon Bond

Dungeon Lord: "It looks as if this battle will not last long, please go make them work for their honor."

Dr Catriona: "That Flame-wolf will likely be on its way."

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts and leaps down from his seat.
24
ATHLETICS (8)
Wolfe
Wolfe rolls across the ground, coming up perfectly with his shokatana in hand, resting both hands upon the hilt of the blade.
He then moves forward and provides two quick slashes at the wolf assaulting Euron.
25
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
19
slashing
11
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
14
slashing

Dr Catriona: "AH!" she says, startled at Wolfe's sudden action hero entrance.

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 5 | 21

Wolfe: "I know. I know."
"You missed me."

Dungeon Lord: One of the remaing werewolves attempts to jump the pit and disappears from sight with a splash. He claw his way out of the pit a moment later. Furious laughter erupts from the crowd.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra steps forward to meet one of the oncoming wolves with a pair of strikes.

Dr Catriona: "The Fire Wolf is coming." she again says, now to Wolfe... so he knows.

Westra Goldbrook:
4
Radiant
Self
Divine Favor
9   15
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
10
Piercing
20   14
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
5
Piercing

Dr Catriona: (Have to move closer)

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(1)= 1

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 25 | 24
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 13 | 9
Damage: 8piercing

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Wolfe: "Ow."
"You shouldn'ta done that, kid."

Dungeon Lord:
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 22 | 16

Wolfe: "Now..." Wolfe sneers. "Now you made me mad."

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dungeon Lord: The wolf laughs at Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: Cat runs across the sand and dirt, the particles suspending in air as she makes her way to a position. Gravity wells around her feet and up her body...
And she CLAPS.
Wind Stream
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 x 5 ft
Target: Each creature in range
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Instantaneous
You create a line of focused air that is 30 feet long and 5 feet wide. Each creature in that area must make a STR saving throw DC15, taking 20 bludgeoning damage per psi point spent and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

5 psi points spent, 5 max.
(5 yes)

Dungeon Lord:
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 14 | 14
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 9 | 15
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 8 | 7

Dr Catriona: The sand erupts in a halfpipe shape, carving a crevasse from the force.

Turn   

Dr Catriona:
Focus: Mastery of Fire
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Fire: While focused on this discipline, you gain resistance to fire damage, and you gain a +2 bonus to rolls for fire damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.

Wolfe: "Ho-ly."

Dungeon Lord: Fire Wolf lunges at cat with two claws.
Flaming Claws
Werewolf
Attack: 9 | 9
Flaming Claws
Werewolf
Attack: 24 | 7
Damage: 9Fire

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   

Dr Catriona: Her shoulders slump forward as she is exhausted in the moment, only to have the Fire Dawg!

Antony Goldbrook: "Hooo Wessie! Lets do dis!!!" He pulls his two battle axes off his back.
6   7
Battleaxe (+5)
13   16
Battleaxe (+5)
15   18
Battleaxe (+5)
9
Slashing
11
Slashing

Antony Goldbrook: He bites into the nearest beast with two swings.

It is Gray Wolf Youth's turn   

Antony Goldbrook: The Wolf bites at Westra and attempts to keep Antony back with its spear.
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 20 | 11
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Spear (Humanoid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 20
Damage: 16piercing
Damage: 12piercing

Dr Catriona: ((attacking while prone is at disadvantage))

Westra Goldbrook:
9   5
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Antony Goldbrook:
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 21 | 23
Spear (Humanoid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 13 | 22
Damage: 10slashing

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: (Lol humanoid fom)

Antony Goldbrook:
9
Healing
Higher Level Cast
11
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu
Jon Bond

Wolfe: "Good job, Euron! It's alright for you to do it now."
27   19
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe beats the man while he's down like the Half-Orc is part of the LAPD.

Antony Goldbrook:
Howl
Werewolf
All creatures within 30 yards must succeed on a DC 15 Charimas Save or become frightened of all werewolves. After succeeding a creature is immune to howl for 1 hour.

Wolfe:
8
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe

Antony Goldbrook:
19   12
CHARISMA SAVE (6)

Westra Goldbrook:
22   21
CHARISMA SAVE (7)

Antony Goldbrook:
10   16
CHARISMA SAVE (2)

Dr Catriona:
5
CHARISMA SAVE (-1)

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Antony Goldbrook: "Wessie! We....we should get out of here!"
His hands shake as he takes a step back.

Westra Goldbrook:
10   23
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
5
Piercing
14   23
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
5
Piercing
rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Antony Goldbrook:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 15 | 20
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 7 | 12

Westra Goldbrook: "Leave if you must," she growls to Antony. "I will stay and see this ended." She then slashes again with her sword, and opens up the throat of the wolf in front of her.

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Wolfe: "Nobody likes a quitter, Tony!" Wolfe yells with a bit of a pitch to his throat. "Your prospective girlfriend is watching!"

Antony Goldbrook:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 18 | 13
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 13 | 15

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:
Wind Stream
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 x 5 ft
Target: Each creature in range
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Instantaneous
You create a line of focused air that is 30 feet long and 5 feet wide. Each creature in that area must make a STR saving throw DC15, taking 6 bludgeoning damage per psi point spent and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

2 psi points spent, 5 max.

Dungeon Lord: The celebrating dies down a little as Westra kills one of the youths. Some light murmuring fills the area before the cheering continues.
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 7 | 17
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 10 | 10
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 18 | 16

Dr Catriona: She uses one hand this time as she fends off the fire wolf with the staff in the other. Then she vanishes....
(1 made it!)

Antony Goldbrook: "I...uhhh..."He stammers and seems to steady himself, a bit. At Wolfe's goading.

Turn   

Dr Catriona: (teleporting ..)
Step of a Thousand Paces
transmutation 1
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Target: self
Components: M (Nomadic Step)
Duration: Instantaneous
If you haven't moved yet on your turn, you take a bonus action to teleport up to 20 feet per psi point spent to an unoccupied space you can see, and your speed is reduced to 0 until the end of the turn.
2 psi

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona: (stealth?)
23   12
STEALTH (3)

Antony Goldbrook:
Perception
Werewolf
Skill: 23 | 6

Dr Catriona: (lmao)

Antony Goldbrook:
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 18 | 15

Dr Catriona: (I just teleported. no invso)

Antony Goldbrook: The wolf raises his nose and follows the scent of his prey.

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Antony Goldbrook:
15   10
Battleaxe (+5)
8   19
Battleaxe (+5)
21   7
Battleaxe (+5)
8
Slashing
9
Slashing
6
Slashing

Antony Goldbrook:
Relishing In Battle
Class:
On your turn, regain [[1d4] hit points for each attack that hit this round. Max if one of the attacks was a crit. Regain ability after a long or short rest.
1
Antony slices through one of the prone werewoles.
14   11
CHARISMA SAVE (2)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona:
17
CHARISMA SAVE (-1)

Antony Goldbrook:
8
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu
Jon Bond

Wolfe:
12   22
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
10
slashing

Dr Catriona: (What is that water hazard?)

Wolfe: Wolfe finishes off this Werewolf, unlike Victor. But still being a little cautious, he refocuses some.
4
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Antony Goldbrook:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 9 | 21
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Spear (Humanoid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 28 | 25
Damage: 8piercing

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns and slashes at the wolf behind her.
13   12
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
6
Piercing
11   15
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
8
Piercing

Dungeon Lord: Most of the arena clamor has died down now. Only the sounds of battle can be heard.

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 21 | 13
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 15 | 15
Damage: 16piercing
25   16
5 Feet
Lightbringer (+6)
9
Bludgeoning

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "Animal intelligence, right?" she says, as if to herself... then she warps again.
Then she readies a power as a reaction, Trigger being the wolf jumping across.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona: (rather, when it is running to do so)

Turn   

Dr Catriona: (Right as he runs to jump.. Darkness
So he misjudges the ledge
Darkness
illusion 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: M (Mastery of Light/Dark)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, you create an area of magical darkness, which foils darkvision. Choose a spot you can see within 60 feet of you. Magical darkness radiates from that point in a sphere with a 10-foot radius per psi point spent on this ability. The light produced by spells of 2nd level or less is suppressed in this area.

1 psi points spent, 5 max.
((10 foot circle))

Dungeon Lord: The sound of of splash and sizzling fills the air, followed by a pained howl.
5

Dr Catriona: She puts a hand to an ear.
"Animal intelligence." she says, confirming to herself.

Dungeon Lord: The dogo appears from the darkness at it scrambles up the embankment between the pits.

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   

Antony Goldbrook: "Wessie! Hit this one!" He points to the Wolfe between them. "Wait.....where is your polearm?!"

Wolfe: "She upgraded."

Antony Goldbrook:
22   14
Feint (+5)
You expend your bonus action to gain advantage on this attack.
7   11
Battleaxe (+5)
11

Westra Goldbrook: "It isn't silvered," she said, as she swung. "Apparently these beasts feel nothing less."

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Antony Goldbrook:
7
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Antony Goldbrook:
6   22
CHARISMA SAVE (2)

Wolfe:
8
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe

Antony Goldbrook: .

Dr Catriona: (doesnt show up))

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Dr Catriona: (Theres the 8)

Antony Goldbrook:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 21 | 22
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Spear (Humanoid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 23 | 28
Damage: 15piercing
Damage: 10piercing

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Antony Goldbrook: Antony heaps to the assault of the Wolf.

Westra Goldbrook: "Antony!" Westra shouted. She turned her blades to his attacker.
14   14
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
5
Piercing
17   27
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
10 + 5
Piercing
rolling 2d4
(1+3)= 4

Dungeon Lord: The crowd roars back to life as Antony falls.

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 14 | 14
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 8 | 16

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:
Wind Stream
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 x 5 ft
Target: Each creature in range
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Instantaneous
You create a line of focused air that is 30 feet long and 5 feet wide. Each creature in that area must make a STR saving throw DC15, taking 8 bludgeoning damage per psi point spent and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

2 psi points spent, 5 max.

Dungeon Lord:
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 8 | 21
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 22 | 11

Turn   

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona: (fire damage!)
(Is the fire wolf aligned with the young wolves?)
((why isnt it attacking the prone one wolf if not lol))

Dungeon Lord:
Flaming Howl
Werewolf
Attack: 20 | 8
All targets in a 5 foot line. DC 15 Dex save for half damage.
Damage: 8fire

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 12 | 19

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 17 | 5
DEXTERITY SAVE (3)
The fire resistant doctor absorbs the ambient flame that washes over her, taking 2 damage.

Dungeon Lord: The fire wolf bursts aflame, fire spraying from its mouth and bathing the doctor and two wolfs in fire.

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   
Mike:
9
DEATH SAVE (0)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dungeon Lord:
9
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
11
CHARISMA SAVE (0)
Wolfe

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Dr Catriona: ((I ad -1! )

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 12
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Spear (Humanoid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 28 | 24
Damage: 10piercing
Damage: 7piercing

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:
26   12
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
7
Piercing
14   16
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
8
Piercing
rolling 2d4
(1+2)= 3

It is Grey Wolf Youth's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 8 | 7
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 16 | 26

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: (sorry disconnect borked my sheet, 1 sec)
Wind Stream
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 x 5 ft
Target: Each creature in range
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Instantaneous
You create a line of focused air that is 30 feet long and 5 feet wide. Each creature in that area must make a STR saving throw DC15, taking 4 bludgeoning damage per psi point spent and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

2 psi points spent, 5 max.

Dungeon Lord:
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 12 | 17
Strength
Werewolf
Ability: 4 | 15

Turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Flaming Claws
Werewolf
Attack: 17 | 14

Wolfe: "Oh..."

Dungeon Lord:
Flaming Claws
Werewolf
Attack: 14 | 25
Damage: 8Fire

Wolfe: "It's... OW!"

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   
Zimran Ibanez:
16   22
Battleaxe (+5)
22   19
Battleaxe (+5)
25   22
Battleaxe (+5)

Dungeon Lord:
6 + 7
Slashing
4
Slashing
11
Slashing

Westra Goldbrook: "YES, ANTONY!" Westra cheers, as her brother all but rises from the dead to demolish the wolf before him

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dungeon Lord:
23   14
5 Feet
Lightbringer (+6)
7
Bludgeoning

Wolfe: "Yeah....." Wolfe exhales out a shudder of quiet fear. "Good job."

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn
Zimran Ibanez: His mind rattled, Anthony awakens to see the flame wolf run past him towards Wolfe. On instinct the fighter jumps up and bring his battleaxe around in three successive swings, hacking away at the hindquarters of the wolf until it falls into flaming pieces.

Westra Goldbrook:
8   10
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
7
Piercing

Antony Goldbrook: His mind rattled, Anthony awakens to see the flame wolf run past him towards Wolfe. On instinct the fighter jumps up and bring his battleaxe around in three successive swings, hacking away at the hindquarters of the wolf until it falls into flaming pieces.

Westra Goldbrook:
18   12
Melee
Silvered Sword (+7)
6
Piercing

Dungeon Lord: As the last wolf falls, murmurs and grumbling fill the stands as the eyes of over one hundred werewolves glare down at the group.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns, emboldened by her brother's return, and slashes into the remaining wolf. "Down with you, beast!"

Dr Catriona: Catriona watches from behind a pillar as blood washes the sand in ropes and fur flies. Nasty business. She looks up at if the audience is enjoying this bloodbath.

Wolfe: Exhaling, the blademaster looks up at Rageclaw. He then wipes off his sword and sheaths it. "Satisfied?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shakes the blood off of the sword she holds, and turns to glare up at Rageclaw. "Now five of your number are gone. Is THIS WHAT YOU WANTED, CREATURE?"

Dungeon Lord: After several tense moments, the voice of Rageclaw fills the air, a sense of melancholy fills his voice though he speaks with strength. "The Black Blooded one has judged our youth unfit."

Dr Catriona: She pats down her flyaway stray hair as she steps out gingerly back to the others.

Dungeon Lord: The restless horde silently begin to file out of the arena, though sneers and growls can be heard as they file out. Rageclaw descends down to the arena pit with a number of his warriors. "Never have all our youth perished in the Trial of Strength."

Dr Catriona: Careful steps have her avoid stepping on or into any carcases or limbs or bloodpools... but she does go to examine the FireWolf corpse.
A sample must be had.

Antony Goldbrook: "Never have their youth faced a couple of Goldbrooks" Anthony mutters under his breath towards Westra

Wolfe: "Live by the sword, die by the sword." He says without remorse to the leader of the Werewolves. "Any trial to the death carries that risk."

Dr Catriona: She takes a claw and a tooth and a pinch of fur.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does little but glare at Rageclaw as he approaches. She sneers at his comment about his youth perishing, and turns her head to eye the stands.
"Where is the exit?" she asks, short and direct.

Dungeon Lord: "Indeed." He nods to Wolfe."You are strong, we misjudged you." He seems to speak directly to Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: (You can unfrighten now you know ;p)

Wolfe: "Bear that in mind if Sera ever comes back this way." He looks around the arena. "Where's the way out, Rageclaw? We've got some work to finish."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra steps forward, into Rageclaw's space, bumping into him if he doesn't step back. She stares him down. "Where. Is. The. Exit."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc sighs.

Dungeon Lord: "I invite you to complete the trials, Wolfe. The black blooded one will purge you of your inequities and make you pure. Your friends may attempt them as well, though how the Beastlord will judge them, I cannot say."

Dr Catriona: "On Lantan, we had arenas too. We remote controlled our mechanical gladiators for engineering fellowship opportunities." Of course no one is listening.

Wolfe: "I had the option back home, Rageclaw. Thanks, but no thanks. I walk a different path."

Dungeon Lord: He turns to Westra as she does bump into him. His grey snout forming into toothy smile. "Careful." He points towards a stairway down into the side of the area where werewolves still file out.
"It is a shame, he would provide you with great power to deal with your foes to come."

Dr Catriona: After sealing away the specimens of fire wolf, she pops up and looks around from behind everyone else, wondering if this was over. Her allergies were acting up.

Antony Goldbrook: "Speaking of walking paths... Which path is the way out of these damned woods..."

Wolfe: "Any idea which way the scientist is?"

Dr Catriona: "Mad scientist."

Westra Goldbrook: "You should be careful," she tells him through gritted teeth. But now that he's acknowledged her, she turns and heads for the exit, leaving wolfe to speak with the creature if he wished. Westra was done trying for now.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks to Cat out of the corner of his eye, then gives a slight tilt of his head toward her.

Dungeon Lord: He looked down at the bodies of the fallen and the guards began moving them. "I may have some information, though it seems our time of civility has drawn to a close." He watches Westra leave.

Dr Catriona: Catriona actually finds the broad-brushing of scientists problematic, hence why she keeps correcting everyone.

Wolfe: "It's in the best interests of your people, too, Rageclaw."
"There's no honor in whoever's doing this."
"And the more problems that he brings up here, the more trespassers will come."

Dr Catriona: "Farewell Mister Rageclaw. I find your methods not ideal, but it is not my place to judge a society I do not belong to. I would only recommend you um.. consider resources... in this time of cosmic upheaval. "
She waves and leaves Wolfe to this seemingly personal matter.

Dungeon Lord: "My people can deal with these beasts on their own. Do not presume to know our problems." He snaps. "You have bought only your lives with this contest, do not presume we owe you any more."

Wolfe: "It is not a matter of owe."

Dr Catriona: She scuttles up to catch up to Team Flaming Fisters.

Wolfe: "My daughter is out there." He gestures to the woods. "Just as I am now."
"Tell me where to find her." He lowers his arm. "Please."

Dr Catriona: "If anyone has has a stick in their body, I would say it is that leader." she remarks to the paladins.

Dungeon Lord: He watches the last body of his youth carried from the arena. "Victor will not approve." The wolf rubs his furry chin with a clawed hand.

Wolfe: "Victor's not here right now."

Dr Catriona: "The odds that your missing brother and Mister Wolfe's missing daughter are embroiled in the same plot are at least eight quadrillion to one by even my most conservative estimates."

Dungeon Lord: "Victor is my sovereign nonetheless." He looked to the sky. "There is a problem we cannot handle ourselves, if you would solve this, I believe he would find himself too distracted to care about his lost love."

Dr Catriona: "Serendipitous, nonetheless, in a way. You can see why one might consider the idea of destiny."

Wolfe: Wolfe considers the Werewolf shaman. "What is that?"

Dungeon Lord: His eyes fell on a half destroyed statue of one of the dragons similar to the entrance. "A dragon."

Wolfe: "Uh."
"I assume you want us to fight one?"

Dr Catriona: Having tapped into her gravity powers so much has shifted her personality to one who considers the weight of such crazy circumstances! Not to mention the ups and downs of the last couple of hours.

Dungeon Lord: He moved a little close to Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: She does shut up tho as it seems Westra doesn't want to hear her mess!

Wolfe: "You know..." Wolfe looks over at Rageclaw with skepticism. "You did try to kill us."

Wolfe: "The others aren't going to want to help you."

Dungeon Lord: "Complete the trials or help the tribe. The tribe is all that matters."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on May 31, 2018, 09:14:59 PM
Session 33

Westra Goldbrook: Date: The 18th of the Drawing Down, two days before the Winter Solstice.
I must praise the Watcher for His infinite justice. Antony is alive! Not only alive, but seemingly unharmed. I cannot imagine what fate the werewolves had for him, that they kept him imprisoned but unharmed for as long as they did. I can only be thankful for the fact that he has been returned to me whole. That is, however, the only happy news I have to record. Despite the fact that one of our number defeated their leader in single combat, the werewolves forced us into violence against a number of their youths. I find myself thrown from one extreme to the other in how to regard these creatures. Am I to consider them as humans, with wants and desires beyond the base urges of animals? Or am I to regard them as monsters, as I was taught? I have tried to be patient, to open myself to seeing new shades of the colors I have long known, and yet I cannot reconcile a humane view of them with their willingness to celebrate such needless, useless death and misery. Wolfe seems to believe there is some honor, some reason to their methods. I do not see it, and I fear it is only because he is half-beast himself that he does.
As I mentioned before, one of these creatures is apparently Wolfe's daughter. We have no further leads to discover the location of the madman behind the mecha-wolf creatures, but Wolfe is convinced that his daughter will know more. Unfortunately, the only means we have to find her is to ask the local werewolves for information. They have it, but have vowed to not surrender it unless we join their tribe (HA!) or slay a dragon that has been feeding on their people. Needless to say, I have no desire to do either, particularly since it may be a silver dragon to which they are referring. With few other options for ending this madness, however, we have agreed to go and speak to the dragon, in hopes that he can tell us something useful. Perhaps he can be convinced to feed elsewhere for a time, despite how much good I believe him to be doing by thinning the local population of werewolves.

Westra Goldbrook: We shall see.
Into the Watcher's care I commend us.

Dungeon Lord: The group was unmolested for their long rest in the woods, though they were certainly away they were not alone throughout the night.

Wolfe: Wolfe sits at the front of the rex, muttering to himself about the fact that Westra gave away his horse.

Zimran Ibanez: <>

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, as usual, ignores Wolfe's complaining, and climbed into the Rex's seat to take up the reins. "Where did the creatures say this dragon was to be found?"

GIZMO3:  Gizmo stands watch like Drax does, so still he is almost invisible.

Wolfe: "North west."

Westra Goldbrook: Once it's been confirmed that everyone is on or in the wagon, Westra clucks the horses into motion and heads northwest.

Zimran Ibanez: Somewhere, far away Zimran brushes his new horse before getting on with his day of travel.

Antony Goldbrook: Antony remained somewhat quiet, letting his sister take charge of her crew. He smiled approvingly when he takes a seat atop the wagon.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra then remembered something she somehow forgot, and sighed as she spoke. "I fear our chances of reasoning with this dragon may be smaller than we hoped. I saw it last night, near the end of my watch. It was late, and dark, but... I believe it was a white dragon, not a silver one."

Dr Catriona: The uneven ride of the carriage makes Catriona's repairing of her glasses more difficult. She makes a mental note to add shock stabilizers to the Rex once the opportunity presents.

Wolfe: "...What?"
Wolfe's nose crinkled.

Westra Goldbrook: "It flew overhead, towards that mountain's top," she said, gesturing to a nearby mountain to the northwest.

Wolfe: "I could have sworn the statues in the temple were Silver Dragons. Fuck me."

Westra Goldbrook:
14   6
NATURE (0)

Wolfe:
12
NATURE (0)
Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook: "That ahd been my hope."
"That had been my hope."

Wolfe:
15
NATURE (0)
Wolfe
"If it's a White Dragon, it'd make sense. We're in the North. They're evil as a general rule." Wolfe glowers. "They're more bestial than intelligent -- they're like.. the dumb evil dragons."
Wolfe looks to Westra. "Have you ever seen a Dragon?"

Dr Catriona: In the back of the carriage she does doze off and looks pretty silly in her sleep state, much to the amusement to whomever is sitting across from her.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes. It is my hope now that I was simply mistaken. I just thought it wise to share the possibility."

Dr Catriona: There is likely an impetus to just reach over and close her mouth.

Wolfe: "There's a pretty big gulf between White Dragon and Silver Dragon."

Westra Goldbrook: "Not visually."

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles something under his breath.
"Well. If it is, we'll just kill it."

Antony Goldbrook: "Oh yeah? Just like that?"

Wolfe: "Yeah."

Antony Goldbrook: Anthony chuckles slightly, scoffing at the half-orc's jest.
"But seriously, we're not going to fight a dragon. Just the 5 of us.

Westra Goldbrook: "We are going to see if it can be reasoned with," Westra clarified.

Euron Sand: "Reasoning with a dragon seems wiser than fighting one. Avoiding a dragon seems wiser still."

Antony Goldbrook: "Don't get me wrong Wolfe. You look like you have a strong arm in a fight, I don't doubt it. And, well Westra's a Goldbrook so it's only a matter of time before she kills one. Not today though.

Wolfe: "Gotta break 'em in sometime, kid."

Dr Catriona: (back)
(uber storm just started blowing rain into my open windows)

Dungeon Lord: After a couple hours the group comes to the edge the mountain. The rocks and grade of the terrain make it far more precarious to continue by wagon. It looks like it might be a long walk to the top.

Antony Goldbrook: "One does not simply walk up to a white dragon and parlay with it," Anthony said pinching his fingers in front of him.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs as he looks up the path.

Westra Goldbrook: "We should continue on foot," Westra sighed, heavily.

Wolfe: "Gettin too old for this shit."

Westra Goldbrook: She dismounts.

Wolfe: He, also, dismounts, then knocks loudly on the outside of the passenger part of the Rex. "RISE AND SHINE, DOC."

Dr Catriona: You can hear from inside the wagon...
"AH!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls her gear down from the wagon, waits for the others to ready themselves, and then begins what looks to be a long trek up the mountain.

Dr Catriona: She opens the Rex door, smoothing her typically well brushed hair which had taken an angular shape from where she rested her head.
"I was awake, but you startled me still."

Antony Goldbrook: Anthony follow's his sister's lead, keeping an eye out along the way for signs of the dragon.

Wolfe: "We got a long walk up the side of a mountain."

Euron Sand: Euron will grab his shield and mace, whispering a prayer to Helm, before moving to follow the rest of the group.

Wolfe: "Come on." He gestured gently toward the path.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe. Will you tell me how you came to be separated from your daughter?" she asked, as she hiked.

Dr Catriona: Stepping out properly, she rubs her spectacles against the fabric of her sleeve and puts them on. While everyone is getting their gear, she does take a moment to brush her hair, using a compact mirror because she's OCD like that.

Wolfe: "Hey." He says gently toward Cat, still at her side.
"You're still beautiful. Also. The Dragon ain't gonna care about your hair." He turns to Westra as she spoke during their hike, and he grimaced. "She didn't know she was a Werewolf."

Dr Catriona: Catriona does not look like she knows what to say to all that, somewhat embarrassed obviously.

Wolfe: "I didn't, either, until after it happened."

Dr Catriona: Thankfully, Westra's took the heat off her. Yey!

Westra Goldbrook: "How does one not know that?" she asked, frowning. "Was she not bitten?"

Wolfe: "She wasn't. I was."

Westra Goldbrook: "But then--" Westra stops walking.

Westra Goldbrook: Stares at Wolfe.

Wolfe: "I was bit when I was around, twenty or so in Kara Tur. Fought a giant Werewolf Lord who was threatening the lands of my Shogun. Killed him, but he bit me first. Thought I was going to die. My Shogun, he's an Elf. An old one. He said in return for my loyalty he would save my life." He lifts a hand up and taps the wolf pendant on his throat. "It's the symbol of my Shogun's house. The Wolf."

Euron Sand: Euron blinks at Wolfe's admission. He nods, then, because now things make a lot more sense.

Wolfe: "'As long as you wear this, you will be safe', he said."

Dr Catriona: The bespectacled doctor trails along behind the more confident others, eyes downcast as she listens to this fascinating matter surrounding Wolfe. Werewolves in Kara Tur... Fascinating!

Wolfe: "But I hadn't thought it would go to my daughter. I came home one day and Sera had transformed..." He paused, the words visibly being more difficult for him to speak. "She'd killed her mother. Then she fled. My Shogun said I had a charge, to bring her back to face justice." He gave a slight shrug. "So here I am. But that was five years ago. Probably knows by now I'm not gonna bring her back."

Antony Goldbrook: Antony wrinkles his nose slightly towards Westra as Wolfe starts his tale. As it progresses however the fighter's face softens.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks a bit like Wolfe has succeeded in blowing her mind. She's still watching him with the ghosted expression of someone who can't reconcile what they're learning with what they know.

Euron Sand: "I'm sorry to hear that, Wolfe. I can't imagine what you've been through since then." Euron said.

Wolfe: "A lot of beer, Padre."

Euron Sand: "Do you believe that Sera will listen to reason if we find her? If you speak to her, can you get through to her?"

Westra Goldbrook: Euron's comments seem to bring Westra back to the present, though, and she looks to the priest, then back to the half-orc while they speak.

Wolfe: "Maybe. Maybe not. Been a long five years, for both of us, I'm sure."

Westra Goldbrook: "Did she know what you are before she changed?"

Euron Sand: Euron nods, his expression grim. He did not want this to end in the death of a young woman who had not asked to be what she was. Euron was afraid, however, that it would happen because they would have no other choice.

Wolfe: "No. I don't think so. I didn't really know until after. I had thought the Shogun had cured me. But.." He gave a shrug. "I did a lot of learnin', after."

Dr Catriona: Lips formed a line of grim sentiment at the tragic tale told. She also wondered if this sharing would have the Captain give him some more rope when he acted out of turn in the future.

Wolfe: "S'why I know so much about the Werewolves up here. Come on." He began moving again. "We've got ground to cover, and the dead ain't gonna get up from us talking about 'em."

Dr Catriona: "Does uh.. this mean you still bear the curse?"

Wolfe: "Yep." He says over his shoulder, without stopping.

Westra Goldbrook: "Why can it not be cured?"

Dr Catriona: "Werewolf Lord.. that sounds like perhaps there is a potency factor."

Wolfe: "The Werewolf, Honshū, wasn't one of these limp-dicks like Victor or Rageclaw. He was the real deal. He commanded more than just Werewolves, but other lycanthropes too. He wielded magic and sword in equal measure."

Dr Catriona: "Oh like were-tigers?" Imagery came to mind of certain things she'd read about such creatures.

Wolfe: "Honshū killed most of the other Samurai who had gone to defeat him. Or turned them away from our Shogun. His bite could never be reversed, but with his heart the Shogun was able to give me the pendant -- it's inlaid with his blood to suppress his bite. Yes."

Dr Catriona: Catriona wants to see a were-tiger. But realizes this is not the moment to express that desire aloud.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra began moving again when prompted, though it's clear she still thinking very deeply about all this.

Dungeon Lord: The journey continues for another two hours, the physical exertion coupled with the thinning of the air make the trip difficult. You can see what appears to be a large cave mouth still several kilometers off. Much to the dismay of the Doc, the winds have increased in speed as the day as progresses and her hair is now windswept and tangled.

Wolfe: "I didn't get to talk to Sera since that day. I can't tell where her soul is at. Or who she's become."

Dr Catriona: The doctor makes the somewhat offhanded comment to Wolfe. "We are more similar than I first thought..." Though the statement might just be her realizing something aloud just as it could be her giving the half orc some solidarity.

Wolfe: He looks over to the Doctor with a slow smile, though it's obviously a little sad. "Yeah."

Dr Catriona: She pats down her hair every so often then, asshole.

Dungeon Lord: Rounding another cliff face you hear the sound of voices ahead. "Bones taste like poop!" Another voice carries, though it sounds farther away. "You look....poop!" A third voice laughs far to much at the simple joke. The original voice continues. "Want meat, need find goat.".

Euron Sand: Euron does not like the sound of that. Creatures that speak like that tend to be abnormally strong.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls loose her polearm, and continues around the corner.

Dr Catriona: "This extreme altitude is negatively affecting our pulmonary processes. The air quality is thinner than that which is ideal for creatures our size."

Wolfe:
9
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: ((I see no Gizmo token!))

Wolfe: Wolfe will try to peek around the corner of the way.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe can see a pair of ettins, one is chewing on a bone next to a large pile of various sizes, the other is throwing a rock back and forth, a very LARGE rock.

Dr Catriona: ((CHO GALLLL))

Wolfe: Wolfe leans his head back and towards the others. "Ettins. Three of them."

Dr Catriona: "In our path?"

Westra Goldbrook:
9   9
NATURE (0)

Antony Goldbrook: Antony readies his blade but looks to the path ahead, "And they appear to have the high ground..."

Wolfe:
15
NATURE (0)
Wolfe
"Good news."

Westra Goldbrook: "I have not faced these creatures before. Are they merely giants?"

Wolfe: "You don't have to use the wakazashi anymore." He extends his hand toward Westra. "Dumb giants. That hit hard."

Dr Catriona: "When you say three of them... that means six heads, correct?"

Wolfe: "Yes."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra... actually smirks, with some humor, and tugs the small sword from her belt. She hands it back to him hilt-first. "It served well. Thank you," she said, strangely sincere. She didn't linger there, though, and twirled her halberd almost merrily as she turned her attention forward.

Wolfe: "Don't bother with sleep spells, knocking 'em out, or anything like that. Either head can run the body."

Ettin:  "You rock is stupid!"

Dr Catriona: "It sounds like the intelligence is spread between them, too, with not much there in the first place."

Ettin:  The other ettin throws the rock at the first and misses.

Wolfe: "Yeah."

Ettin:  "Hahahahaha!"

Wolfe: "But you don't need to be a genius to hit someone with a rock." He watches the rock miss. "Uh."

Dr Catriona: ((Still smarter than Tharok sans headband of intellect))
"Are we to engage, then?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Creatures!" Westra calls. "We desire to pass!"

Ettin:
Perception
Hill Giant
Skill: 22 | 13

Wolfe: "Can you cause a mudslide or something?"

Euron Sand: "Before you do..."

Wolfe: "Cause them to fall down the mountain?"
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
14
Wolfe
18
Doctor Wicker
19
Euron Sand
7
Antony Goldbrook
4

Westra Goldbrook: "Where's the fun in that?"

Dr Catriona: "Have you ever seen a two headed behemoth fall off a high height? I imagine it is in the high tiers of things that are fun to see..."

Hill Giant:  "Dummies! Food here!" A voice bellows down from atop a tower.

Wolfe: "Gotta agree with the doc,"
"Oh..."

Hill Giant:  2
Rock
Hill Giant
Attack: 21 | 10
Damage: 18bludgeoning

It is Hill Giant's turn   

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: (dat ass tho)

Hill Giant:  The giant throws a massive stone directly into Westra, knocking the wind out of her.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra no sooner starts towards the beasts before she takes a boulder to the face!
"Gah! Cowards!!" she yells, forging ahead

Dr Catriona: "Artillery on high!" calls out the doctor, adjusting her glasses as the whites of her eyes go dark.

Ettin:  "Hahahaha! Greenie can throw rock gud!"

Dr Catriona:
Focus: Mastery of Light/Dark
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Darkness: While focused on this discipline, natural and magical darkness within 30 feet of you has no effect on your vision.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
Darkness
illusion 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: M (Mastery of Light/Dark)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, you create an area of magical darkness, which foils darkvision. Choose a spot you can see within 60 feet of you. Magical darkness radiates from that point in a sphere with a 10-foot radius per psi point spent on this ability. The light produced by spells of 2nd level or less is suppressed in this area.

2 psi points spent, 5 max.
20 Ft CIrcle

Hill Giant:  "Where day go??"

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe moves forward and quickly draws a pair of hand-axes.

Dr Catriona: She then tuts her fingers and siphons illumination from around the Hill Giant on high. "I will do my best to keep him occupied."

Wolfe:
22
20/40
Hand Axe (+8)
Wolfe
10
slashing
20
20/40
Hand Axe (+8)
Wolfe
11
slashing

Ettin:  "Ow! Dat not nice Green man!"

Wolfe: Wolfe's hand-axes whiz through the air, giving each Ettin a haircut as he draws Shokan from its sheath.

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: ((omg he cut off their top knot manbuns?))

GIZMO3:  GIZMO soars over Wolfe's head and ejects chaff into the face of the Ettin. Help action for Westra (of she attacks the southern Ettin.)
*if

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra skirts down towards the southern Ettin, and once there lays into it with her halberd.
27   10
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
7 + 10
Slashing
11   16
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
11   24
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing

It is Ettin's turn   

GIZMO3:  Gizmo-3 makes excited noises.

Ettin:
Battleaxe
Ettin
Attack: 24 | 18
Morningstar
Ettin
Attack: 13 | 20
Damage: 10slashing
"You no hurt us! We eat you puny meat sock!" He swings his weapons at Westra.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: "What is a meat ...sock?"

Euron Sand:
4
Healing
Higher Level Cast
9
Healing
60 ft
Healing Word

It is Ettin's turn   

Ettin:
Battleaxe
Ettin
Attack: 22 | 10
Morningstar
Ettin
Attack: 16 | 20

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Ettin:
Damage: 12slashing
Damage: 13piercing

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   
Mike

Antony Goldbrook:
23   9
Battleaxe (+5)
19   8
Battleaxe (+5)

Ettin:
Initiative
Carrion Crawler
Initiative: 10

Antony Goldbrook:
20   24
Battleaxe (+5)

Antony Goldbrook:
14   6
Battleaxe (+5)

Ettin:
6
Slashing
10
Slashing
7 + 5
Slashing

Antony Goldbrook:
4
Slashing

GIZMO3:  "BREEEEEEEP!!!!"

Wolfe: "What the fuuuuu -- "

Dungeon Lord: A monstrous disgusting creature crawls from atop one of the nearby cliffs.

Ettin:  "No chibbie! They mine!" One of the south heads growls at the creature.

It is Hill Giant's turn   

Ettin:  8
7
7

Hill Giant:  "Ha! I see you little man!"

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: ((Question again... is he on a sloped surface now?))
Ice Sheet
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 20' radius within 60'
Components: M (Mastery of Ice)
Duration: 10 minutes
Choose a point on the ground you can see within 60 feet of you. The ground in a 20-foot radius centered on that point becomes covered in ice for 10 minutes. It is difficult terrain, and any creature that moves more than 10 feet on it must succeed on a DEX saving throw DC15 or fall prone. If the surface is sloped, a creature that falls prone in the area immediately slides to the bottom of the slope.

2 psi points spent.
Focus: Mastery of Fire
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Fire: While focused on this discipline, you gain resistance to fire damage, and you gain a +2 bonus to rolls for fire damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona: (no it stays)
(just changed my focus)
(LOL)

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: "Be right you in a moment there." He says toward the Ettin close to him. He then moves toward the one by Westra to finish what he started.

Dr Catriona: The then holds her hand out and removes the heat from the ground below the Hill Giant, frosting it over.

Wolfe:
10
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing
10
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing
or not!

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO3:  The mechanical owl flies over and again takes a dump in the eyes of the Ettin. But the dump is just silver confetti chaff flakes.
Help for Westra.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra TOTALLY DOESN'T ELBOW WOLFE OUT OF THE WAY but she's actually super glad he didn't manage to steal her kill. She whacks at the Ettin herself.
27   10
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
10 + 8
Slashing
16   22
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
23   23
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
11
Slashing

GIZMO3:  Owl takes credit.

Ettin:  The ettin is still standing, but looks really messed up.

It is Ettin's turn   

Ettin:
Battleaxe
Ettin
Attack: 23 | 15
Morningstar
Ettin
Attack: 9 | 26
Damage: 15slashing
"Ok, they mean! Get em Chibbie!"

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Westra Goldbrook: Westra smiles through bloody teeth. "Is that the best you can do, beast?"

Euron Sand: Euron brandishes the Watcher's Eye and brandishes it, pointing it in Westra's direction. "Helm, aid me! Your child does not fall today!"
Channel Divinity
Class: Cleric 2nd Level
As an action, you present your holy symbol and evoke healing energy that can restore a number of hit points equal to five times your cleric level. Choose any creatures within 30 feet of you and divide those hit points among them. This feature can restore no more than half of its hit point maximum. You can't use this feature on an undead or construct.

It is Ettin's turn   

Ettin:
Battleaxe
Ettin
Attack: 25 | 16
Morningstar
Ettin
Attack: 24 | 9
Damage: 9slashing
Damage: 12piercing
"I eat your guts with goat head stew!" He swings his weapons around.

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   
Mike

GIZMO3:  "That does not sound appetizing at all..." she remarks in response.

Antony Goldbrook:
17   20
Battleaxe (+5)
9   24
Battleaxe (+5)
7   11
Battleaxe (+5)
6
Slashing

It is Carrion Crawler's turn   

Ettin:  The creature crawls down the cliff wall with ease and attempts to wrap its tentacles around Westra.
Tentatcles
Carrion Crawler
Attack: 18 | 12
Succeed a DC 13 constitution saving throw or be poisoned for 1 minute. Until this poison ends, the target is paralyzed. The target can repeat this saving throw at the end of each of its turns.
Damage: 4poison damage

Westra Goldbrook:
3   19
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Ettin:
Bite
Carrion Crawler
Attack: 17 | 22
Damage: 6piercing

It is Hill Giant's turn   

Dr Catriona: DC 15 Dex

Hill Giant:
Dexterity
Hill Giant
Ability: 13 | 9

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "Oh..."
End darkness..
Transposition
transmutation 2
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: 60 ft
Target: One ally
Components: M (Nomadic Step)
Duration: Instantaneous
If you haven't moved yet on your turn, choose an ally you can see within 60 feet of you. As a bonus action, you and that creature teleport, swapping places, and your speed is reduced to 0 until the end of the turn*. This ability fails and is wasted if either of you can't fit in the destination space.

3 psi points spent.
Catriona forces a hole in space time and transpositions with Westra.
She then dodges.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
19
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
16
slashing

Dr Catriona: FFFFT is the sound as air shunts from her appearamce.
And she gets SPLATTERED with Ettin blood.

Wolfe: Thanks to Westra not being in his way anymore, Wolfe leaps up and cuts off both heads in a single slash.
He looks over at Cat, an eyebrow raised. "Huh."

Dr Catriona: "WHAT IN TARNATION!"

Wolfe: "You weren't here a second ago. Excuse me.."

Dr Catriona: She spits.. "No! Oral contamination!" she spits repeatedly.

Wolfe:
21
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
10
slashing
"Said that before in my life."
He says as he slashes a Carrion Crawler and causes it to bleed on Doc too.

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO3:  GIZMO flys by Westra, looking at her oddly, then helps Antony with a distract.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:
19   22
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: The doctor removes her glasses, revealing dry shapes around her eyes that were shielded from gore before.

Euron Sand:
DC16
Dexterity Save
4
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

Hill Giant:
Dexterity
Carrion Crawler
Ability: 18 | 11

It is Ettin's turn   

Hill Giant:
Battleaxe
Ettin
Attack: 27 | 11
Morningstar
Ettin
Attack: 9 | 25
Damage: 14 + 12slashing
The ettin lays a whomp down on Antony who crumples just as Westra rolls over prone and looks to him.

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   
Mike

Antony Goldbrook:
13
DEATH SAVE (0)

It is Carrion Crawler's turn   

Hill Giant:
Tentatcles
Carrion Crawler
Attack: 10 | 16
Succeed a DC 13 constitution saving throw or be poisoned for 1 minute. Until this poison ends, the target is paralyzed. The target can repeat this saving throw at the end of each of its turns.
Bite
Carrion Crawler
Attack: 18 | 24
Damage: 8 + 3piercing

Wolfe: "Ow."

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: ((LOL))
24
Spiderstaff (+7)
6
Bludgeoning
  5
Poison
 
It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: "...You still have that!?"
25
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing
19
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
10
slashing

Dr Catriona: Cat bonks the Carrion Crawler on the head.

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: Wolfe cuts off some of its legs. "Get the fuck outta here, you caterpillar from Hell."

GIZMO3:  Gizmo will help Westra.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra climbs to her feet and charges at the Ettin standing over her fallen brother. Teeth gritted in rage, she swings hard at the beast.
8   23
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
9
Slashing
9   26
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
7
Bludgeoning
12   20
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
11
Slashing

Dr Catriona: (first one has advantage)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand:
DC16
Dexterity Save
7
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

Hill Giant:
Dexterity
Ettin
Ability: 8 | 13

It is Ettin's turn   

Ettin:  "You no take my food!"
He steps over Antony to swing at Westra.
Battleaxe
Ettin
Attack: 19 | 22
Morningstar
Ettin
Attack: 27 | 15
Damage: 15slashing
Damage: 11 + 11piercing

Dr Catriona: ((Right on top of Antony))

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   
Mike

Antony Goldbrook:
14
DEATH SAVE (0)

GIZMO3:  Gizmo boops sadly.

It is Carrion Crawler's turn   

Ettin:  "Big dinner tonight!" One head shouts. "You no go get food!" The second shouts. "Mine!"

Ettin:
Tentatcles
Carrion Crawler
Attack: 21 | 14
Succeed a DC 13 constitution saving throw or be poisoned for 1 minute. Until this poison ends, the target is paralyzed. The target can repeat this saving throw at the end of each of its turns.
Damage: 6poison damage

Wolfe:
8
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

Ettin:
Bite
Carrion Crawler
Attack: 23 | 8
Damage: 9piercing
Damage: 5piercing

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "Uh... oh..."
And the music went silent too
Step of a Thousand Paces
transmutation 1
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Target: self
Components: M (Nomadic Step)
Duration: Instantaneous
If you haven't moved yet on your turn, you take a bonus action to teleport up to 20 feet per psi point spent to an unoccupied space you can see, and your speed is reduced to 0 until the end of the turn.
23
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.
22
Fire

Ettin:  "Ow!!!!" One head yells as his ass catches on fire. "You sit in fire again?!"

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Ettin:  "I never sat in fire, you did!"

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
8
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

It is Gizmo's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: With a shunt, she appears behind Euron, arms in motion... azure fire fires from her hands at the Ettin.

GIZMO3:  Gizmo helps Westra with her Death Save?
He will.. do nothing then!

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

GIZMO3:  Dodge

Westra Goldbrook:
11
DEATH SAVE (0)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

GIZMO3:  "This is not ideal..."

Dr Catriona: Cat said that..

Wolfe: Wolfe is just taking a break, to make the monsters feel like they have a chance.

Ettin:  "Huff Huff...maybe I just have a snack now..."

Euron Sand:
13   16
5 Feet
Lightbringer (+6)
7
Bludgeoning

Ettin:  2

Euron Sand: Euron is sick of this. He rushes forward, yelling "FOORRRRR HELLLLLLM!" and brings his mace down on the Carrion Crawler's skull. There's the sound of metal hitting flesh and the creature dies.
Euron turns to face the Ettin.

Ettin:  "You look tasty little man.....what flavor you?" He swings at Euron.
Battleaxe
Ettin
Attack: 9 | 24
Morningstar
Ettin
Attack: 16 | 11

Dr Catriona: The doctor is covered in shadow as the Ettin approaches.

It is Ettin's turn   

It is Antony Goldbrook's turn   
Mike

Antony Goldbrook:
18
DEATH SAVE (0)

Euron Sand: "Holier-than-thou." Euron growls.

Dr Catriona: "Tall..."

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Ettin:  "What holier taste like Gom?" One head says to the other.

Dr Catriona: With the Ettin so close, she uses her boomer...
DC15
Dexterity Save
10
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Ettin:
Dexterity
Ettin
Ability: 1 | 15

Euron Sand: Once the Ettin is defeated, Euron runs to Westra's side and calls upon their shared god to keep her on the mortal plane.
Spare the Dying
necromancy cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Components: V, S
Duration: Instantaneous
You touch a living creature that has 0 hit points. The creature becomes stable. This spell has no effect on undead or constructs.

Dr Catriona: Pressing the muzzle to his back as he speaks to Euron, she fires the contraption blowing a hole throuugh the midsection. The Ettin falls over backwards and the Hole is just big enough to fall on top of Cat, slime-ing her as the creature collides with the ground.
She just stands there, disturbed, dripping.

Wolfe: 11

Antony Goldbrook:
13
HIT DICE (D10+3)
8
HIT DICE (D10+3)

Wolfe: 6

Antony Goldbrook:
10
HIT DICE (D10+3)

Dr Catriona: (( that was for you sam))

Wolfe: 43

Antony Goldbrook:
9
HIT DICE (D10+3)

Wolfe: 6
Wolfe walks over to Cat, handing her a hankerchief.

Dr Catriona: She crawls out from inside of the Ettin, likely traumatized.

Dr Catriona: "So.... ww.ww.warm.." she says...
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on May 31, 2018, 09:39:28 PM
Session 34

Hill Giant:  "I'm big and smart, unlike those two headed dumb ones arguing over goat meat. Here I am minding my business and I see new meat show up. Puny and frail. Bulkskull and Skullbulk are too slow to see em, but I do and I throw rock! But then it becomes night too early. Puny human trickery! They can't walk through our land, probably looking for dragon or somethin. Wait why slippery ground - oh noooooooo hoo hoo hoooey---." THE WATCH

GIZMO3:  O.RLLY Records Accessed.
Observation: ADMIN previously solitary. ADMIN = increased concern for these organics + their interests.
Appraisal: ADMIN seeks to enjoy camaraderie + friendship. Inorganics ≠ lost siblings or rogue offspring like the guardswoman + ronin soldier have. Assertion: Inorganics = easier friends // less trouble. 0 Baggage!
Opinion: These squishy organics = illogical. Chance of peril = 87%. Extrapolation: "friendship" = doom + ADMIN.
Observation: Lycanthropes convince soft organics to confront a Dragonoid Entity in exchange for vital intelligence. Ronin soldier's offspring = key to Mad Scientist?

GIZMO3:  Caveat: Lycanthropes = Lie? Suggestion: Extract information by force.
Statement: Accessing high-altitude protocols. Notation: 18% decrease in ADMIN + organics pulmonary efficacy (atmospherics). Unfortunate.
Assessment: Mountains = many dangers. Giantkin encountered + dispatched. Friendly organics = damage sustained. ADMIN contamination + various blood types. Suggestion: Full body rinse for ADMIN. And discard obnoxious squishy organics.
Direction: Performing Perimeter check.

GIZMO-3 flies around looking for more enemies!

Dr Catriona:
Perception
Gizmo
Skill: 13 | 15

Dungeon Lord: Gizmo sees no other foes in the area, he can see a large illuminated cave a few hundred meters up the slope.

Westra Goldbrook:
7
HIT DICE (D10+2)
9
HIT DICE (D10+2)
5
HIT DICE (D10+2)
11
HIT DICE (D10+2)
5
HIT DICE (D10+2)

Dr Catriona: ((Did the giants have anything of interest on them?))

Dungeon Lord: Bones and Rocks. They are after all, giants and ettin.

Dr Catriona: Since there is a respite and recoup period, the doctor has time to clean off and then move on to examine the carrion crawler corpse. Time to collect mucus!!

Antony Goldbrook: Antony takes some time to bandage his wounds. He whistled a tune as he tended to himself, though no one would mistake the soldier for a bard.

Westra Goldbrook: After the altercation with the giants, Westra is forced to take a breather. She sits nearby Antony, where she can ensure that he is recovering as well, and worries quietly that they were both felled by a pair of ettin. How would they bring glory to the Goldbrook name if they fell before they ever faced a dragon together?

Antony Goldbrook: "Are you alright Westie?"

Wolfe: Wolfe exhales slowly, recentering himself and takes some water and a heath bar, chewing on it idly as he watches Cat. "Maybe we can find a stream or something up here for you to clean up."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gives a soft little sigh, and shakes her head. "I haven't been Westie since I was in pigtails, Antony. Please call me Westra. And, yes. I am well, all things considered. I will be better once we know what lies in wait for us atop this mountain."
She paused. "Are you alright?"

Dr Catriona: With a carrion crawler mucus sample collected, she is not able to answer before Gizmo returns to land nearby.

Antony Goldbrook: Antony gave his little sister his usual big grin, the same he would give whenever he got under her skin. He threw and over his sister's shoulder, careful to not show pain. His arm rested lightly on her knowing she probably wasn't keen on carrying her brother's weight after the fight they just went through.

Dr Catriona: "He saw a lit cave several hundred meters up in that direction." she reports a translation of the clockwork owl's recon.

Antony Goldbrook: "I'm fine, fit as a fiddle!" he paused slightly before continuing, "Though we do have to consider our odds against a dragon..."

Dr Catriona: "No other giants spotted, it seems."

Wolfe: "Didn't go all out against the Giants. Saving something in the tank for the Dragon."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. Hopefully it is a noble dragon and will aid us. And if it is evil..." She shrugged, lifting a hand to squeeze the one of Anthony's that hung over her shoulder. "It isn't as though we can turn away and leave it unchallenged."

Dr Catriona: "Actually, you can."
"I leave things unchallenged all the time."

Westra Goldbrook: "Come on, then," she said, patting his arm as she moved to stand. Whether she kept his arm there because she knew he was wounded or because she enjoyed the camaraderie, it was hard to say. "We should get go--Oh," she said, her expression shifting as she spotted the gore-covered doctor.
"Are.. you hurt?" she asks Catriona

Wolfe: "We're talking about beyond conversations, Cat." He looked over at her, barely restraining a smile.

Antony Goldbrook: "Of course not! If it comes to fighting a dragon I wouldn't want anyone else by my side... Except for maybe a few dozen crossbow men, a couple of wizards, and a few more knights."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gives Antony a smirk.

Dr Catriona: "No, I am unharmed." she replies, stowing the carrion crawler sample. "Giant-kin is one thing, but a dragonkin is another."

Wolfe: "The dragon is probably less goo-ey."

Westra Goldbrook: "If you have another means to find the source of the mechanical werewolf attacks, Doctor, I would be glad to hear it. Otherwise, I see no choice but to at least attempt a dialogue with this dragon."

Dr Catriona: "To speak to it is uhh.. one matter."

Antony Goldbrook: Spotting the blood covered doctor, Antony gave a hearty chuckle. Had he his normal pack of goods he would offered the lady his handkerchief.

Dr Catriona: "Otherwise, I've articulated my thoughts on the matter already...umm. yes, before."

Westra Goldbrook: "If it is evil, I wager that speaking with it will be enough to set a course for us."

Dr Catriona: "None of you have aerial maneuverability."

Westra Goldbrook: "But we'll find no answers lingering here." She looks around to the others. "Does anyone need to heal further before we move on?" Westra pauses to look at the Doctor, confused by her comment. She waits to hear more.

Dr Catriona: "So if it leaves its den, effective courses of action net zero."

Wolfe: "So we lure it into a cave."

Dr Catriona: "If it is not in there already."

Wolfe: "Saves us the trip, then."

Antony Goldbrook: "A dragon in its own lair is quite dangerous enough. may even have a few kobold underlings or other servants. We should keep an eye out for signs of other creatures as well."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods at Anthony's point.

Wolfe: "Yup."

Dr Catriona: "We are well into this course of action..umm.. so.. not much choice but to see what it yields."

Westra Goldbrook: "Very well, then. Onward."

Wolfe: "Good lookin out, Cat." He pats the Doctor's shoulder gently in a 'good talk' sort of way, pulling some goo away with his hand and looking at it with a sigh.
He then wipes it off on his tunic and starts moving up the path.

Dr Catriona: "It would probably be more an objectively glorious demise to fall to a gigantic sapient reptile than an extortionist lycanthrope clan in the middle of the woods."

Dungeon Lord: The rocky terrain leaves no sense of a trail as you approach the cavern, slowly as the size and frequency of large boulders increases. The mountain face becomes steeper and the group finds themselves forced to scale the rock for the last fifty or so meters.

Dr Catriona: "Far more impressive epithets that way in the funerary matters."

Antony Goldbrook: "If only you guys knew a bard to sing that tale," Antony says unwittingly to the doctor.

Wolfe: "Bards are overrated."

Dr Catriona: "I prefer books to song. More accuracy. And less expensive to maintain."

Dungeon Lord: Everyone can easily scale the rough, ancient rocks. As each members comes to stand on solid ground again, they find a grand cavern entrance. The opening stretches 40 foot across and twice as high. Pale crystals grow from the cavern walls and the air grows warmer at the entrance, as everyone is pulled up from the cliff face you notice streaks of dried blood across the floor of the cave mouth.

Wolfe: "Well..." Wolfe says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "That's not a good sign."

Antony Goldbrook: "Really? That's unfortunate. Saw an Amnian bard some months back in Neverwinter. Quite the show man. Perhaps when we return to Neverwinter you would like to come hear some music with me Doctor?"

Dr Catriona: The doctor's gaze pans along the structure of the cavern, trying to determine if there is anything special about the crystals.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nudges Anthony with an elbow, silently prodding him to focus. Her gaze sweeps around the interior of the cavern as the group presses on.

Wolfe:
24
SURVIVAL (4)
Wolfe

Antony Goldbrook: Antony chuckles slightly before noticing the dried blood. His face turned serious as he looked around the cavernous opening.

Dr Catriona:
11
ARCANA (7)

Antony Goldbrook:
4   10
PERCEPTION (-1)

Dr Catriona: ((Is it dark?))

Dungeon Lord: The cavern is illuminated by the large doorway, further in it is mildly illuminated by the glow of the crystals.

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns and looks over to Cat, speaking softly. "Hey, these things.. they're foci for magic energies."

Dr Catriona: "...you know the term foci?" she asks in a whisper.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs softly.
"You're not the only one who reads a book."

Dungeon Lord: You see a small pool of silver water bubbling as you move further into the cave, the water bubbles softly echoing off the crystal walls. A moment later the sound of footsteps begin to echo further into the cavern.

Dr Catriona: She holds her hands up in surrender, as she was just honestly surprised. She moves to examine these magic crystals though.

Westra Goldbrook:
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SURVIVAL (2)

Astonaxia: An Elvish woman, standing nearly seven feet tall appears from behind a stalagmite. Her silver hair cascades down her trim face, framing her sharp features in a beautiful fashion. Though the beauty of her features is undeniable, there is a subtle ferocity that accentuates the features of her face. She raises her hands in welcome, though her face remains devoid of discernable emotion. The silver eyes look to each in turn, the colors rippling in her irises as she inspects the group. "Greetings mortals, who sees fit to travel so high into the peaks?" Her voice dances across your ears like a soft melody.

Antony Goldbrook: Antony comes to stop when he hears footsteps and keeps his hand on the haft of his axe.

Westra Goldbrook: "Greetings," Westra returns, with a nod. "We are called the Watch, and we come seeking help for those who cannot help themselves. We seek the dragon said to live in these parts."

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly stops his stalking forward, stepping more into vision. He lifts a hand up. "Hello." He gives a bit of a wave.

Antony Goldbrook: Antony initially makes as if he's about to talk but noticed his sister move slightly ahead of him.This was after all, her expeditionary party. He gave her an approving nod as she got ready to speak.

Dr Catriona: She continues to examine the crystals, wondering if they look harmful.

Astonaxia: She turns her focus on Westra, the silver pools peeked with interest. "What would you seek with a dragon? Few would dare face ones wrath."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed, yet dragons are often wise as well as fearsome. We hoped that this dragon might know of someone creating abominations out of werewolves in order to prey on the local populace."

Wolfe: "So we can stop him." Wolfe adds on.

Dr Catriona: "Or her."

Westra Goldbrook: "We have been hunting this madman, but have run out of leads."

Wolfe: He gestures to Cat and nods.

Astonaxia: "A noble cause indeed, and of a group of such diverse character."

Dr Catriona: Catriona wanders outside of the cave and along the side to mentally place a nomadic anchor on the side of the opening.

Westra Goldbrook: "May I ask who you are, in these parts alone?"

Astonaxia: She steps closer to the group and inspects each person. "Three humans, a half-orc, and.." Beat. "....a half elf."

Dr Catriona: She then walks back inside and resumes visually inspecting these crystals.

Astonaxia: "I am Astonaxia and this is my home." She waves a hand about showing off the cave in a manner of speaking. "Isn't it fantastic? A true wonder of nature?"

Wolfe: "Oh... yes!" Wolfe clears his throat, speaking a touch louder. "It's very beautiful. I can tell the care and attention that was put into the foci that make up the crystals." He gestures to them.
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INSIGHT (1)
Wolfe

Astonaxia: A flicker of sadness moves across Astonaxia's face. "Indeed, though I cannot take credit for their care until recently. This cavern was long forgotten until a few hundred years ago."

Antony Goldbrook: Antony keeps his eyes on the tall elf, careful to relax his shoulders and shift the tension in his muscles.

Wolfe: "I'm sorry to hear that." Wolfe said gently, moving a bit closer to the woman. "Was it someone you knew? Family?"

Westra Goldbrook: "It is, as you say, truly a wonder," Westra agrees, letting Wolfe take the lead. His uncharacteristic way of speaking made her think he knew something she didn't.

Astonaxia: "No, I am unaware of the one that wove the magic into this place." As quickly as the emotion was their her face returned to neutrality.

Dr Catriona: "What manner of magic is it?"

Wolfe: "Still, it is very beautiful and it's clear that you've put great care into this place."

Astonaxia: "The crystals can grown from any magical source. I believe the original source was natural, but enhanced by those of the mortal coil hundreds of years past. The death of our Lady may jeopardize this place as it has all over Faerun."

Wolfe: "Mystra, you mean, right?"

Dr Catriona: "Spellplague."
"I can take some readings to see if I detect its effects." she seems to randomly offer Astonaxia, though it is probably easy to know she is interested to know herself.

Astonaxia: She nods at both Wolfe and Cat.. "You are unlike most of your ancestors mortal. I believe my prejudice has judged you incorrectly." She gives Wolfe a quick smile.

Wolfe: "Heh.." Wolfe clears his throat. "Some people deserve it more than others."
"What's your name?" He gestures to himself. "Most people call me Wolfe."

Astonaxia: "Yes, well humans are often short sighted and ignorant of the world around them."

Wolfe: "Yeahhhh...."
"...Yeah."

Antony Goldbrook: Antony's eyes look cautiously over at Westra at the talk of "humans".

Astonaxia: "I am Astonaxia." She says bluntly.

Antony Goldbrook: Antony notes the dragon has a stutter.

Astonaxia: "Tell me, why do you seek to destroy such evil creatures as werewolves?"

Wolfe: "Nice to meet you."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra meets Antony's eyes, but does not comment. She remains looking calm and patient while Wolfe and the stranger converse. If this was a dragon before them, bickering over racial prejudices did not seem the way to go.

Wolfe: "They're hurting people. This... Mad Scientist, especially. He, she, it, is taking people and taking them apart and sewing them back together with whatever's on hand. Making werewolves of fire, metal, using the undead, and we haven't even nailed everything else down."
"The Werewolves of the tribe down to the east are savage, but they aren't as bad as this mad scientist."

Westra Goldbrook: Though while she stood there listening, she considered the fact that Wolfe had done alot of the talking to the people they'd met lately. She considered herself to be the most politically-astute and congenial when speaking with strangers, most of the time. Then again, much of their talking had been with beasts lately... so perhaps it made sense.

Wolfe: "We came up here hoping you could help us; that you might know about this mad scientist and where he is and what he's doing."

Astonaxia: "There are multiple were tribes? And one of them is reanimating weres and undead?" She says with a hint of disbelief.

Wolfe: "Yes. The ones to the East are the Gray Barbarians. They're a savage people, but they have a semblance of honor. This other group.. they are just insane."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra softly snorted.
"Doctor, do you still have the piece of mechanism you took from one of the beasts we defeated?" Westra asked.

Astonaxia: She looked to Westra as the woman snorted before closing her eyes.

Dr Catriona: "Of course."

Antony Goldbrook: Antony caught his sister's snort and rolled his eyes at the half-orc's words as well.

Dr Catriona: She gives Wolfe the mecha-wolf specimen, so that he can offer it to Astonaxia. Then she steps back to where she was.

Westra Goldbrook: "Forgive me," she said, when the stranger looked at her. "He and I disagree on the 'honor' held by the barbarians. But the rest is true; this other 'tribe' is truly villainous and must be stopped."

Wolfe: He holds it before Astonaxia for her inspection, though he waits until she opens her eyes again.

Astonaxia: As Wolfe moves forward Astonaxia's eyes opened abruptly and seemingly swallowed the man's attention. This close, Wolfe is certain this is the most beautiful create he has ever laid eyes on.

Wolfe: For a moment, the old Samurai is transfixed, his breath caught in his throat.

Astonaxia: While he is briefly stunned, she reaches out and takes the piece of metal from him.

Euron Sand: Euron watches the exchange quietly, hoping that this is bringing them closer to their goal.

Euron Sand: Euron watches the exchange quietly, hoping that this is bringing them closer to their goal.

Astonaxia: She inspected it slowly, turning it in her hand. After a time she held it to her nose and sniffed. A low, extremely powerful growl erupted from the thin framed woman."Where did you find this creature?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona's eyebrows raise at that.

Wolfe: Some more breath catchin -- this time from more than being awestruck.

Antony Goldbrook: Antony's shoulders immediately tensed at the sound of the all too familiar growl.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's expression falls. Though she'll let Wolfe continue his rapport with the woman, the stranger's reaction to the metal and the subsequent question made her think that, noble dragon or not, this woman knew nothing helpful of the mad scientist they sought.

Dr Catriona: ((the mecha werewolf was in that creeper house with the barn))

Wolfe: "It was..." He finally gets his mind back together. "Really south east, at the ledge of Lurkwood forest."
"To the southwest of Sunderwood."

Dr Catriona: "There was a laboraty there, umm too."
*laboratory

Astonaxia: She hands the piece of metal back to Wolfe, her composure seemingly regained. "And what do hope to accomplish by discovering this 'mad scientist'? Will you slay them? And all the beasts in his care?"

Wolfe: "Uh. Most of them, yes. My daughter is with him. I don't know yet if she's an accomplice or a prisoner or a test subject."

Astonaxia: At the same moment, the crystals in the cavern seem to glow brighter then return to their normal hue.

Wolfe: He lowers the metal to the side, looking earnestly at the beautiful creature. "I'd like to save her, if it's possible. But I can't tell you right now if it is or isn't."

Astonaxia: "And of the other test subjects or prisoners?"

Wolfe: "If they're too far gone, I'll put them down."

Dr Catriona: Cat notices Wolfe is in some kinda heart-eyes mode, so kind of quietly steps up some and.... telekinetically pulls the piece to her hands. She steps back away, stowing it in her satchel.

Wolfe: "If they can be saved, I'll save them."

Astonaxia: She looks to each of the others.

Dr Catriona: "I would also say that this Mad Scientists work be investigated. Strange science has a way of proliferating."

Astonaxia: "Warriors, I sense rage in your hearts. Can you temper your rage to spare those not worthy of your weapons?" She seems to address Westra and Antony.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra was momentarily distracted by the somewhat ominous flare of the crystals in the room, but she looks back to Wolfe and the stranger with a soft frown, after.

Dr Catriona: "But the perpetrator.. umm.. must have their activities stopped."

Westra Goldbrook: "If they can be saved, they will be spared."

Antony Goldbrook: "If there are innocents and others that can be cured, we may possess the means to do so," the warrior gestures towards Euron and Doctor Wicker. "But i will not hesitate to put down a vicious beast or vile construct."

Astonaxia: She smiles. "i sense truth in your hearts. Though there is still one question you must answer. Though I am saddened to say your aptitude in these matters leaves me little hope of being victorious."

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyebrows arch slightly.

Astonaxia: She walks back towards the pool and looks down in to the bubbling waters for a moment. She returns her gaze to the group before addressing them. "When you require me, I am discarded. When my use is complete, you retrieve me. What am I?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona holds up a finger.
"An anchor. I come from an island with substantial naval influence on its culture."

Astonaxia: She frowns. "Such an uneventful riddle."

Wolfe: Wolfe leans towards Cat, his voice soft. "I was going to say an arrow."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra just looks confused.

Astonaxia: "Though I sense your haste to depart."

Euron Sand: Euron looks to Cat. "That was...amazing."

Wolfe: "It's been a long road, Astonaxia, and a perilous one. We had to fight a bunch of giants on the way up here. And werewolves before that."

Antony Goldbrook: Antony flashes the doctor a winning smile.

Wolfe: "And mechawerewolves and fire werewolves and undead werewolves before that."

Antony Goldbrook: "I was captured and held captive by the non-mechanized werewolves. Missed the other stuff."

Astonaxia: The crystals glow again and several items float in front of the woman. "I will offer you one of these items and one of the alchemy items as well." Three larger items float in a row above a row of bottle.

Dr Catriona: "That is.. very charitable..."

Astonaxia: The three items to choose from are: Staff of the Python, Bag of Beans, Fochlucan bandore

Dr Catriona: ((lmfao, bag of beans is hilarious))

Astonaxia: The three alchemy items are: 3 Greater Potions of Healing, Dust of Disappearance, Potion of Stone Giant Strength

Wolfe: "That is.. very very nice." Wolfe says with a nod toward Astonaxia. Thank you! And you're going to tell us where you think the mad scientist is?"

Euron Sand: "That is very kind of you." Euron said to Astonaxia.

Astonaxia: "If I knew of such an evil creature, he would already be dead. I can take you down the mountain to anywhere you wish, but I do not know of where your foe resides." She pauses for a beat.

Dr Catriona: "Miss...umm...Lord... Astonaxia? If you are parting with magical items, would you be partial to trading a strange weapon for one more useful to our quest?"

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs, seeming dejected at that answer. He reaches a hand up to rub at the bridge of his nose as he closes his eyes and inhales.

Astonaxia: "My child disappeared nearly a fortnight back, and I have smelled the beast on that metal before. If you discover him in your investigation, please return him to me."

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course. Will we know him if we see him?"

Dr Catriona: "Oh...I am sorry to.. hear this... certainly.. yes, what she said." she said, indicating Westra's volunteering.

Astonaxia: "He will be a silver dragon!" She says with a bit of annoyance.

Dr Catriona: She refrains from saying AH! when startled, but you know it almost came out.

Euron Sand: "If we can return him to you, we will."

Astonaxia: "I am not a merchant to trade wares with young lady. Please make your choices."

Wolfe: Wolfe exhales and nods as he lowers his hand. "Alright. Yeah, we certainly will."

Wolfe: Wolfe takes the bag of beans

Wolfe: "Thanks, this looks great if we run out of food."

Westra Goldbrook: "This is all very kind of you," she tells the stranger. "But I'm afraid we must take our leave. Time is of the essence."

Wolfe: He straps it around his neck.

Dr Catriona: "I meant no disrespect, only to give us a greater chance against of success and equal offering so that is of no ..um... bother to your wealth." she says to Astonaxia.

Astonaxia: The other items float back behind the wall of crystals. "Now then." The cavern begins to rumble as Astonaxia begins to become taller.

Dr Catriona: She at least let Astonaxia see the Black Spider's staff.
"AH!"

Astonaxia: She continues to grow larger and with a flash of silver light an adult silver dragon stands before the group. The brilliant wings unfurl and flex with several strong beats.

Dr Catriona: "Okay, nevermind!"

Wolfe: Wolfe looks up and steps back at the giant silver dragon, a slow exhale of breath coming from him.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes a step back, wide-eyed.

Wolfe: "Wow."

Dr Catriona: "Stars and garters!"

Astonaxia: The crystals begin to glow a blinding silver as the group feels magic pour over them. You can make a DC 22 wisdom save if you wish to resist the magic.

Wolfe: "Doctor Wicker I don't feel so good...."
Wolfe doesn't resist the magic.

Euron Sand: Euron whispers a prayer to Helm.
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WISDOM SAVE (8)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does not resist the magic.

Dr Catriona:
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WISDOM SAVE (2)

Antony Goldbrook: Antony looks nervously over towards his sister as the magic courses through him...

Dr Catriona: She could only succeed on a 20 anyway.

Dungeon Lord: Everyone gains Boon of the Silver Dragon: For the next seven days, any weapon you wield are treated as silvered for the purpose of overcoming damage reduction.

Wolfe: 10

Astonaxia: "Your weapons will now be unhindered in damaging the beasts you seek."

Wolfe: "You just made Westra's day."

Dr Catriona: NEVER FORGET: The DM can choose an effect from the following table, determine it randomly, or create an effect.

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed!" Westra crows, hefting her halberd as though she'd be able to see the difference. "I am most grateful. My thanks."

Dr Catriona: "Much gratitude, Miss Lord Astonaxia!"

Astonaxia: "I can take you down the mountain, to where ever you wish." She stretches our much like a cat, he claws longer than Wolfe's sword. "I can feed again on my return."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks back toward the trails of blood.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses, and frowns slightly.
"Where do we go from here?" she asked the others.

Wolfe: "Uh." He looks to Westra. "Sunderwood, maybe? The trail back at the barn has gone cold."

Westra Goldbrook: "Back to the house in the woods, to try and follow the trail of the girl?" She nodded at Wolfe's suggestion. "I have no better idea, currently."

Wolfe: "Cat?"

Westra Goldbrook: She looks to the dragon. "Are you willing to take us that far?"

Astonaxia: "The night is only beginning, it will only take a short while."

Dr Catriona: "Sunderwood via accelerated travel would be a great use of it."

Wolfe: "We would very much appreciate it."

Astonaxia: The group had to get a bit cozy on the large dragon's back, but once settled the dragon began a heavy leap towards the cave door and quickly lept off the edge of the cavern mouth. The dragon's great girth plummeted down the side of the mountain seemingly in free fall.

Dr Catriona: Internally, the scientist is excited for a dragon riding situation.

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a sharp, restrained 'shiiiiiiIIIIIiiit' as they go over the side

Astonaxia: Her massive wings widened and the heavy tendons holding them to her body tensed. The air caught on the massive span of foiled skin sending the group soaring back into the air at a breakneck pace.

Dr Catriona: Catriona smartly pockets her glasses before lift off. As things get truly kinetic, she blanches. On the upside, the velocity wicks almost all of the gore from before from her person.

Euron Sand: "Holy Helllllllllllmmmm!"

Westra Goldbrook: The descent steals Westra's breath, but it is an exhilarating thing to experience. In all her family's history with dragons, she cannot recall one having RIDDEN one! She is grinning like a fiend by the time the dragon's flight levels, and is leaning forward, into the wind.

Astonaxia: The sun had begun its descent into the sea so many miles away, though the clear night allowed all the group (except Cat?) see the beautiful breadth of their homeland as the dragon's wings carried them along.

Wolfe: Wolfe is not from this land. But he still appreciates the view!

Euron Sand: Euron has never seen the world from this view. It's beautiful and reaffirms his faith in the gods and that they (most of them) must be good to create a world so vibrant and beautiful.
But they are very high above the world and Euron's stomach is working overtime to stay settled.

Antony Goldbrook: "Okay Westie, you win. Your first dragon encounter was better than mine!" Antony hollers at his sister through the roaring air.

Astonaxia: The ride on the dragon passes quickly due to excitement of the new experience and the sun is quickly replaced by the still full moon. Only a couple hours pass before the dragon begins to descend with seemingly nothing in sight of the group. A heavy thud rattles the passengers as the dragon settles down in a prairie. "This is as far as you will go with me, mortals."

Wolfe: Wolfe quickly dismounts, finding comfort in solid ground. He exhales and resist the lurch in his stomach. "Thank you." He says up toward the amazing creature, bowing his head low. "Thank you again, Astonaxia. I promise, we'll return your son to you as soon as we find him."

Astonaxia: "Sunderwood is ten miles due south, I dare not fly closer. It would startle the entire town. I wish you luck in your quest."

Wolfe: "Of course. We can make it from here." He nodded at her sentiment.

Astonaxia: (Doc forgot Leroy and the Rex!)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra slides to the ground with a bounce, and turns to grin at her brother, slapping a hand happily on his shoulder. She looks up to Astonaxia while the dragon speaks of Sunderwood, and then nods solemnly. "You have helped us greatly. We will do all we can to see your son returned to you. Thank you."

Dr Catriona: Catriona's puts on her glasses after dismounting. Her hair is poofy and wild as fuck.

Euron Sand: Euron slides down to the ground, looking up at the dragon in awe. Then gravity reasserts itself and Euron suddenly moves several feet away from the group and promptly empties his stomach.

Dr Catriona: She looks like she just discovered alternating currents.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Euron with sympathy.
For a moment, he considers feeding him a bean.

Dr Catriona: Her eyes go wide at Euron.

Wolfe: "You alright, buddy!?"

Dr Catriona: "This is why I only eat goodberries on this journey."

Astonaxia: As the group piles off, the dragon leaps into the air again. Several beats of the great beast's wings nearly knock Cat off her feet (and totally obliterates any semblance of hair organization) before the dragon is gone.

Euron Sand: Euron weakly gives Wolfe a thumbs-up. Then promptly vomits again.
Once he's done, he stands up straight. "I...guess I'm not a good flyer. That was my first time. I think I'd like to never do that again."

Dr Catriona: Catriona waves like a doofus, her hair floofing about in the buffet of wind.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks up and follows the Dragon into the sky, tracking her as she departs. He exhales slowly. "Glad we didn't have to fight the Dragon."

Dr Catriona: "Well, the matter of her attacking the lycanthrope continues to exist."

Wolfe: "Maybe they should stop doing evil shit and pissing off a Silver Dragon. Some people only learn through the hard road."

Dr Catriona: "I umm.. if they want to force others to do trials, they can deal with their own challenges."

Westra Goldbrook: "Agreed. We have more pressing matters to deal with."

Dr Catriona: She pats at her hair. "Well, they should have been more polite."

Wolfe: "Heh, exactly, Cat. Looking forward to a bed." He grunts as he arches his back, then heads along the road toward Sunderwood.

Westra Goldbrook: "And a bath," she concurs.

Dr Catriona: "You attract more rust monsters with unworn screws than you do with a tuning fork." she says as if its the most OBVIOUS wisdom there is.

Antony Goldbrook: "And a pint"

Westra Goldbrook: "A meal that wasn't charred over a campfire..."

Dr Catriona: "It is still ten miles away."

Westra Goldbrook: "The night's still young. We'll make it."

Dr Catriona: "Unfortunately, the Rex is still at the mountain base."

Antony Goldbrook: "Then we should get moving. Maybe make it there in an hour or two"

Wolfe: "Maybe it'll be home to a nice mountain lion when we find it."

Westra Goldbrook: "Or we can hire someone from Sunderwood to go and fetch it while we're working. The horses are still attached, after all."

Dungeon Lord: The miles go by without incident, and soon the group can see braziers list atop the end of a bridge. A twenty food river flanks the small town to the North and West as the group approaches.

Euron Sand: "I'll be glad for a nice bed. And to remain on solid ground."

Westra Goldbrook: When they reach the town, Westra begins looking for the inn.

Dr Catriona: "Do be on the lookout for indicators of the foul presence." she remarks, trudging along at the rear.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods at what Cat just suggested, his eyes peeled despite the walk for anything that's amiss.

Eric: As you cross the bridge two guards stop you and raise a torch towards you. " 'O goes there?"

Euron Sand: "We're just weary travelers, looking for a place to rest after a long journey, friend."

Eric: The two soldiers appear to be well trained based on their stance and handling of their weapons as far as Westra and Antony can tell.

Dr Catriona: "Do your credentials not umm.. have umm.. authority here?" she says towards the Goldbrook siblings.

Eric: He looks to the sky for a moment before looking back to Euron. "We don't get many visitors our 'ere. What business do you have in Sunderwood?"

Antony Goldbrook: ((Antony is letting Westra take the lead here))

Euron Sand: Euron steps back and lets the Captain speak to the military men. He'd rather not attempt to lie and he doesn't want to say the wrong thing.

Westra Goldbrook: "Tonight, we are simply looking for a place to rest. Tomorrow, we seek to try and find some troublemakers known to have been harassing these parts. Have your people had trouble with strange beasts of late?"

Eric: "There are no werewolves here Lady. We make certain of that and we don't want any trouble they bring to these parts."

Westra Goldbrook: "In that case, we are simply looking for a place to rest for the night, then."

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts an eyebrow at that.

Eric: He looks to the other guard and motions at the man. "We have to test each one of you before you can enter. To make sure you are not one of them." He pulls a small knife from his belt. "I will need your hand, My Lady."
The other guard moves away a few steps and returns with an odd mechanical device.

Westra Goldbrook: "One of what?" she asks, looking offended.

Eric: "A werewolf."
"Everyone must be tested to ensure one does not get in undetected."

Antony Goldbrook: Antony wastes no time and removes his gloves, "I'll go first Westra."

Euron Sand: "Is that truly necessary?" Euron asked, looking at the guards.

Wolfe: Wolfe clears his throat. "How, exactly, does that tell if you're a werewolf or not?"

Dr Catriona: "That blade does not look like it is sanitized..."

Eric: The guard slices Antony's palm and holds it in place. The other guard holds the device above the pooling blood, a soft blue light shimmers at the pool before a soft ding is heard.

Humphry: "He is good, Sarge."

Westra Goldbrook: "I have never," she sputters, like the incensed nobility she is. She draws up, pride in her shoulders, and looks sternly at the pair of guards. "I am Westra Goldbrook, of the Flaming Fist of Neverwinter, and this is my brother, Antony Goldbrook, slayer of [whatever the name of the dragon he killed was]. These are our allies and comrades, and we are, I assure you, beyond reproach. If you must send word to Lord Neverember, master of Waterdeep and savior of Neverwinter to confirm our identities, then so be it. But you will not stand here and slice into our hands like we are criminals."

Dr Catriona: Catriona looks fascinated at this.

Westra Goldbrook:
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PERSUASION (7)

Eric: "God's if I know, he answers Wolfe. Something the professor made up."

Dr Catriona: "...Professor?"

Wolfe: Wolfe half wonders if it's worth it if they get past if he had to accept using Neverember's name to cover for him.

Eric: "I...uh......" He looks to Humphry for a moment.

Euron Sand: "Professor...whom?"

Eric: "Maybe we can just scan them with it?"

Humphry: He shrugs before pointing the blue light at Westra's arm.

Dr Catriona: Catriona has whatever the pre-cursor of Yassss Queen in mind when Westra lays into the guards.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra all but snarls when the device is pointed at her.
"If you insist on acting like fools, then take us to this professor who devised this test."
"Let him answer for this foolishness, lest yoube held accountable for it yourselves."

Eric: "We are My Lady, I can take you to him, but I must first insist on at least scanning you externally. It will be painless I assure you."

Westra Goldbrook: "Painless for me, at least," she warns, her eyes narrowing.
"For you cretins, I cannot say."

Eric: He eyes her suspiciously. "Our town is only safe because we take precautions against these beasts overrunning half the countryside. I am afraid I am going to have to ask you leave if you are unwilling to be tested."

Wolfe: Wolfe tilts his head back and forth in thought.

Dr Catriona: "So you expect werewolves to walk in here under guise and... attack?"
"Don't they just charge stragglers?"

Wolfe: He just steps forward and takes off his glove. "Alright let's test away. It's been a long fucking day and I need a bed."

Eric: "Maybe.....some of them can control their...transformations."

Humphry: Humphry holds the blue light to Wolfe's palm. It shimmers on the green skin.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra scoffs and folds her arms, as though disgusted by the guards' stubbornness.

Humphry: The device lets out a strange low pitched boop and Humphry looks to Eric.

Eric: "Well, do it again."

Westra Goldbrook: "What is it now?" she complained.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a slow breath, steadying his heartbeat

Eric: The man scans the orc a second time, and the same tone from Antony sounds from the device. "Sometimes it doesn't get a good reading. You are clear."

Wolfe: He flexes and clenches his hand, then nods as he moves through, putting his glove back on.

Eric: "Lady?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Of course he's clear," she gripes. "Get on with it then. And I still want to speak with this 'professor' of yours," she says, shoving a hand towards the guards.

Dr Catriona: The Doctor chews on her bottom lip.

Euron Sand: Euron watches Wolfe pass the test and blinks.

Eric: A familiar ding sounds from Westra's unbloodied palm. "Next!"

Wolfe: "Gonna go check out the local inns, I'll catch up with you guys." He says as he starts heading down the road.

Euron Sand: Euron steps forward and presents his hand.

Eric: Ding! And Euron is cleared through. "Saving the best Lass for Last I see." He gives Cat a smile and motions her up.

Dr Catriona: She offers her hand but pays more attention to the device.

Eric: The device gives the same dull sound from Wolfe. Eric frowns and motions for the other guard to try again.

Dr Catriona: "How old is this device? And is it properly maintained?"

Eric: As the scanner begins again, smoke billows out from the rear and into the guard's face. "Torm's tits!"

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Eric: "Guess I will have to do this the old fashioned way. Miss, can you let me see your teeth."

Dr Catriona: "Oh, us Lantanese have quite the proficient oral hygiene regimen." She gives an incredibly dorky grin.

Eric: "I just need to see how pointy your teeth are."

Dr Catriona: "Within typical standard deviation standards."

Eric: "With, what?"
The guard seems clearly perplexed. "You are not no werewolf." He waves her through.

Dr Catriona: "I can repair your machine for you if you need."

Eric: "We will take it back to the professor in the morning."
"The inn is the first building on your right."

Dr Catriona: "My knight friend would admonish..uh.. me.. anyway... " she says with a shrug.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on May 31, 2018, 10:34:27 PM
Session 35

Euron Sand: "Welcome back, friends. I'm Euron Sand, Cleric of Helm and member of the Watch. Things have changed a bit since we last saw each other, so let me bring you up to speed.
We're still searching for Wolfe's daughter, Sera, who has been helping a Mad Scientist create mechawolves and lycanthropes to terrorize Lurkwood Forest. We found the Silver Dragon known as Astonaxia, and learned that she wasn't insane. She couldn't tell us were Sera was located, but she did offer us some magic items to continue or quest and then flew us to Sunderwood upon her back, saving us valuable time. The flight was...interesting.
Now that we're in Sunderwood, we've got to figure out our next move and pick up Sera's trail. Wolfe wants to find his daughter, Westra wants to end this madness, and Dr. Wicker wants to science something...and that sounds terrifying. Oh, everyone's here. Keep a lookout, will you?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona learns more about everyone's ornery samurai, as well as some more about herself, and about beer. Other than sending Gizmo on an extended mission, the rest of what she does is go to sleep hard.

Wolfe: Wolfe wakes with a start in his bed, covered in sweat and somewhat shaking. He lets out a growl as he comes back to reality, Kumiko's name on his lips as he looks down to his hands to see that they are, in fact, not claws or covered in blood.
Getting up, he gets dressed and heads down to the inn to get some breakfast, doing some breathing exercises to calm himself down.

Pedrin: "Good Morning Sir!" The elderly gentleman that was tending the bar the night prior hobbles over to his table. "More of our apple ale today? Can I get you some sausage and grits as well?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra initially insisted on seeing this "professor" that set up the tests required to gain entry into the town, but it was primarily just to further the indignant ruse she'd put on to try and avoid having Wolfe scanned. Once she was reminded that it was quite late, she seemed to reluctantly accept turning in for the night and seeing about the professor in the morning.
The following morning, she woke sweat-drenched and disturbed, breathing heavily and concerned.She takes more time than normal in the morning wash, trying to put the strange dream out of her mind, and so for once she wasn't the first one of the party down to breakfast.

Wolfe: Wolfe had been laying off the sauce, but after the very vivid dream that seemed to still be bothering him... "Please."

Westra Goldbrook: Once she did go downstairs, she made her way towards the table where food was being served to Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Mornin." He said while he was getting his grub and drink on, but didn't look up toward her.

Pedrin: The old man returns shortly with breakfast and beer for both Westra and Wolfe without being prompted for the former. "We don't get many visitors in these parts. Its nice to have someone other than Eric and Humphrey in here drinking during the day."

Dr Catriona: (brb)

Antony Goldbrook: Antony clambered down the stairs shortly after Westra falling in beside his sister. "I am starving, I could eat an entire horse Westie." After his food is brought he begins his quest.

Westra Goldbrook: "Good day," she returned quietly to Wolfe, before taking a seat across from him at the table. She nodded to the innkeeper, but found it harder to find the usual smile this morning to greet the help with.
"It is not surprising, considering the strangeness that greet those trying to visit," she commented to the old man. "Have things been difficult for you here of late?"

Pedrin: He chuckled. "Quite the opposite in fact. As I hear it we are one of the few places that have no had a werewolf incident this past year. Most of the town attributes it to that gobbly gook technological rubbish Baldarich creates."

Wolfe: "What can you tell us of that Professor?"

Pedrin: He waved a finger in the air. "But I'll tell you, its because we are good Torm fearing folk here. He is watching out for his loyal followers! That is what really does it!"

Wolfe: Wolfe rolled his eyes, visibly, and returned to his food at that.

Pedrin: "Baldarich....hmmm." He scratches his chin as he gazes towards the ceiling. "Afraid there isn't much to tell. He used to be a trader, had six o' seven youth working under him. Traded from Mithral hall to Neverwinter all the way down to Waterdeep. Did pretty good for himself so far as I heard. He retired a few years back and now just teaches the youngins. We hadn't had a well educated man to bring up our youth since I was a lad about 200 years ago. Ha!"

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts an eyebrow at Pedrin. "Must be the grits."

Pedrin: "Grind em myself!" He says proudly.

Westra Goldbrook: "They are delicious," Westra tells him. "Where could we find this professor, if we wanted to speak with him?"

Antony Goldbrook: He spits a mouthful of grits out on his plate.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks aghast at Antony. "What on earth is wrong?"

Dr Catriona: Polished boots carry down to the tavern level the bosomy scientist. While still prim in appearance, bears a sluggish walk and a somewhat slack demeanor that borders on lethargy.

Pedrin: Pedrin doesn't even seem to notice and carries on with his conversation with Westra. "Lives just south of here, only other house on this side of the road through town.

Antony Goldbrook: "Did you taste them? Ugh."

Wolfe: Wolfe smirks a little as he looks up to Cat's hangover look, hiding it behind his mug of apple ale.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra glares at Antony for his rudeness. Sometimes it was almost as though he hadn't been raised in a noble house at all. "Good morning, Doctor," she says, turning her attention to Cat when she shows.

Antony Goldbrook: Antony gives her a knowing smile. He can recognize that look almost as well as Wolfe. He then chugs the rest of his beer.

Dr Catriona: She waves her hand slowly in return greeting and walks over, quietly finding a seat as if she were in church.

Westra Goldbrook: "Forgive me, but you seem a little off color this morning. Did you have troubled sleep as well?" she asked the doctor.

Dr Catriona: "I don't recall." she replies quietly to Westra.

Antony Goldbrook: "Well Westie after some beer and food, I best be headed back to Neverwinter for my ass chewing from our esteemed Lord Neverember." He pushes his chair away from the table and stands, stretching.

Wolfe: Wolfe slides over his apple ale toward Cat.

Dr Catriona: She slides it back.

Pedrin: "Some breakfast my dear? Shall I bring a couple more ales?" The older gentleman asks.

Wolfe: Chuckling, Wolf goes back to drinking with some minor amusement.

Westra Goldbrook: "That is a long ride to travel alone, Antony," she points out. "Are you sure you would not rather stay with us and return when we do?"

Dr Catriona: "No.. no ale. No food. I am without need." she says to Pedrin quickly.

Westra Goldbrook: As Westra finally realizes what's ailing Cat, she turns an unamused expression to wolfe. She doesn't say anything; the look placed enough blame in silence.

Wolfe: He doesn't seem to care

Antony Goldbrook: He stands proper and says in a good impersonation of their father's voice. "Duty and Honor are the most important virtues. Never bring dishonor to our family by denying your duty or besmirching your honor." He returns to his normal stance an voice. "What would father think if I were here adventuring with you instead of reporting back to 'Our Lord' with the disastrous outcome of my mission?"

Pedrin: "Enjoy your breakfast." The old man moves back to cleaning the bar.

Westra Goldbrook: "Well, if you must go, please do be cautious. There are still these strange creatures about. You'll honor no one by getting yourself killed."

Dr Catriona: "Mainland nobility really use the term besmirch?" she asks quietly to no one in particular. That was weird, but somewhat fascinating to her.

Antony Goldbrook: "Don't worry, I am sure my lil sissy will come save me if I get in trouble." He gives her a big playful bear hug as only a big brother can.

Dr Catriona: Catriona watches that exchange with a slight wtf face.

Wolfe: Wolfe just drinks and eats, holding his inward annoyance at Antony's presence at bay.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stands to give Antony a proper hug, and if he's intent on leaving straight away, she walks him outside to send him off.
Then returns and sits again, looking pensive.

Antony Goldbrook: After properly attempting to embarrass his sister, Antony turns to the others. "Safe travels, and thank you again for your aid." He leaves the inn, pack in hand.

Dr Catriona: She gives a slight wave.

Wolfe: "Good luck." He says to the man, but that's about it.

Westra Goldbrook: "That woman from the mines...Jghara. She entered one of my dreams last night," she said. "I have never been one to have prophetic visions, but this... felt strange."

Dr Catriona: She sits up some. "She did the same to me a few nights ago."

Wolfe: "Huh. Same for me last night."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks to Cat with interest. "Did she attempt to tell you to turn back?"

Dr Catriona: "Not that I recall. I just took it for a standard dream. As nonsense."

Westra Goldbrook: "She told me that a great evil is coming to confront us, and that I should go home with Antony, else I may not go home at all."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns as he lowers his mug. "She told me not to go into the house when I found Kumiko."

Westra Goldbrook: "Kumiko?"

Dr Catriona: "His wife."

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly, though his eyes are more fixated on the table. "I've had that dream... that.. memory.. for the last five years, playing in my head. This time she was there.. telling me I knew what was going to happen, and I could turn away. Change things. Past is not the future, she said."

Dr Catriona: "Sounds manipulative."

Westra Goldbrook: "The dream I was having when she appeared was of the celebration after my brother Lucian slew his first dragon. I know she could not have been there, but now, when I think of that night, she is always present. It's all very strange."

Wolfe: "Same. She's always there now, in my memory of Kumiko. It hurts my head a bit, now that I think on it." He winces.

Dr Catriona: "Mental invasion. Easier while you sleep as your mind is less defended."

Wolfe: "She keeps poppin up. Probably a sign she's gonna be trouble for us. Time to go talk to the professor and see what's going on, right? Unless you two wanna do something else."

Dr Catriona: Adjusting her glasses she nods, as if that was a foregone conclusion.

Westra Goldbrook: "No, that seems wisest."

Dr Catriona: "I sent GIZMO with instructions for LEROY to bring the Rex here, though I do not know how long that will take."

Westra Goldbrook: "Clever thinking," she said.

Dr Catriona: "If it works, maybe..." she replies.

Wolfe: "Always making use of every tool available." Wolfe smiles with a nod of admiration toward Cat.

Dr Catriona: "Just as a warning, he will not be available if we get into any trouble."

Wolfe: "That's fine. We shouldn't be fighting anything in town, I don't think."

Dr Catriona: "Remember this place was selected by the Mad Scientist."

Dungeon Lord: As the group leaves the tavern, the town is waking. Children carry books towards the large house to the south, skipping and talking as they come from the various homes. Adults come out, doing regular morning tasks, pulling on backpacks, sweeping the street in front of their homes, throwing out buckets of waste. A couple offer a quick wave and "Good Morning." though most seem distrustful and watch the group from the corner of their eyes.

Dr Catriona: She follows behind Wolfe and Westra, glancing about at the life in motion in the village. They were sitting ducks for whatever was going to go down here.

Wolfe: Wolfe follows the road as was directed to Baldarich's home, as he was supposedly the Professor they were in search of.

Vadim: "Wow! Are you a real orc?!" An excited youthful voice appears behind Wolfe. As the group turns around a boy of 11 or 12 looks up at him with only amazement in his eyes. Quite a different greeting that most humans. "I read Orcs can lift three times their body weight. Is that true?!"

Wolfe: Wolfe's upper lip curls in annoyance. "I'm a Fake Orc, kid. If you're looking for someone to tell ya all about Orcs, I'm the wrong guy to ask."

Westra Goldbrook: "Run along, children," Westra prods, in a matronly tone that came way too easily. "You'll be late for your lessons."

Vadim: He cocks his head to the side as he processes the words, he then opens a small notebook he has the jots down a couple notes. "Aggressive undertones, mandible tusks, forest green pigment. Interesting..." He says as he writes.

Baldarich: "Vadim! Get in here this instant, you are late!"

Dr Catriona: ((Paladin aura))

Vadim: "Oh!" He runs off without another word.

Dr Catriona: "I was always early for class, by the way. I have several attendance ribbons." she decides to voice, for no reason.

Wolfe: "I can see that."

Baldarich: They disappear in to the house the group is headed to, the door being left opened.

Dr Catriona: ((NOW WE ARE FREE!, DM GONE! child murder))

Dungeon Lord: The group enters the front door to find a tastefully decorated residence. Westra is reminded of her family home as she enters. To the right of the front door, two double doors open into a large room where eight desks are arranged in front of a chalkboard and larger desk. The gentleman that yelled to 'Vadim' is standing at the front of five children.

Wolfe: Wolfe just hovers near the door, as this whole town seemed weird to him. Everyone was so nice and wholesome.

Baldarich: "Please hand in your writing lines." He walked to each of the children's desks. "Very good Sajit, Ebba, Leila."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra taps lightly on the doorframe between the rooms. "Pardon us, please. Are you Baldarich? If you are, may we speak with you a moment?"

Baldarich: "Vadim? You still need to work on your Ses I see. Thank you Gavril." His eyes look up to the group in the doorway. "Oh, uh yes. Just a moment."
"Ebba, please go through some times tables with the class while I am away." A girl a few years older than Vadim stands and starts writing on the board as Baldrich walks towards the group. "Pleasure to meet you, Lady...?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter," she said, offering a hand to shake before trying to lead the man out of easy earshot of the classroom. "Allow me to introduce Doctor Catriona Wicker, Father Euron Sand, and... Wolfe," she said, eyes narrowing briefly a she stumbled over how to intro the half-orc. "Ah, to put it bluntly, we are in search of werewolves."
"We were told that you are responsible for the devices that scan for them at the town gates. We thought you might be able to tell us what you know of them; we seek to keep them from harming those unlucky enough to cross their paths in places less well-guarded than Sunderwood."

Baldarich: "A pleasure to meet you. Welcome to my home." He crinkled his face at the mention of werewolves. "Please come over here to my study." He leads the group across the hall into an equally large room. This room is filled with schematics and books the line the walls. Pieces of mechanical equipment litter the desks and tables. He leans on his desk and motions for the group take the two available chairs.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra eyes the mechanical pieces, trying to gauge whether they have any similarities to what she's seen in the wolves.
But she does take one of the offered seats.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't sit as he enters, leaning against the door as he crosses his arms over his chest.

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker is still somewhat overly quiet as she follows after, though her discerning eyes do scan over the inside of the place. Silently, she examines all the the devices and experimental elements in her range

Baldarich: "I did indeed create the 'WereTron 4000', I had been fascinated with the creatures most of my life though I had never seen such a beast until...." He cleared his throat. "recently. It seems there is some kind of pathogen within the cologen in a were's blood. I was able to identify a wavelength of light that could identify the pathogen at a certain frequency. So far we have been able to keep any more of the beasts from sneaking into our town."
The mechanic equipment and pieces in the study do not appear similar to those on any of the werewolves. "Tinkering is something I picked up from some gnomes during my trading days, I can't say I am well versed in the trade, but I am persistent." He chuckles. "Though I did round up a few hundred. Weretron 3654 just doesn't have the same ring to it."

Wolfe: "...You've gone through thousands of that thing?"

Dr Catriona: "Umm.. why do lycanthropes attempt to sneak in here?"

Baldarich: He shrugs. "A true scientist never gives up!"

Dr Catriona: "Its a gnomish iteration nomenclature. " she says quietly to Wolfe.

Baldarich: "I am not that any are specifically targeting us, but after attacks started occurring, I had to do something. Most of the people here are simple townsfolk and we only have a couple men trained in any kind of combat. Though I was not here most of my life, Sunderwood has always been my home."

Westra Goldbrook: "Will you tell us of your experience with them?" she prompted.

Wolfe: "What happened to your test subject to make sure the device worked?"

Baldarich: "I never had a test subject, only some blood. I still have it." He pulled his glasses from his brow and rubbed his eyes."It has been over a year now since poor Nadiyya disappeared. She loved to gather morels up by forest, one day she didn't return. We searched for three days before we found her body. Even with just a dagger she had cut the beasts hand off, she was a fighter." He fought back a bit of a sob. "Vadim and his father lost a good Lady that day." He collected himself. "I kept the hand to study, and after the attacks continued to occur around the countryside, decided to begin working on a way to protect the rest of us."

Dr Catriona: Catriona takes it upon herself to look over the projects of this professor to gauge if they may have familiar or nefarious origins.

Wolfe: Wolfe has a moment where he feels tempted to ask to look at the hand to make sure it's not Sera's, but he supposes he wouldn't know.

Baldarich: "My invention came to late for poor Lyla. She was snatched right out of the middle of town. Some vagabond coming through several months ago stayed at the tavern, the next morning she was gone, blood smeared by her window. I didn't sleep for ten days and managed to get my invention working. We will not lost another child to those monsters!"

Euron Sand: Euron listens to the sad tale, remaining silent to let the scientist speak. He sneaks a glance at Cat to see if any of this interests her or if she believes any of it. He finds her looking over different items, and returns his attention to the scientist.

Dr Catriona:
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Wolfe: "Vagabond? What did she look like?"

Baldarich: The doctor locates an aerosoled silver spray can, several silvered mechanical weapon launchers, some type of hydroeletric generator schematics, and a half finished contraption that appears to provide single servings of coffee.

Dr Catriona: "Do you supply arms for lycanthrope hunters?" she says, pointing at the weapons.

Baldarich: He shook his head. "Pedrin said it was a man. Kept himself cloaked, stayed in the back of the room. You know the secretive type. Just a few devices to try and aid Eric and Humphrey at the gate though the WereTron is the only tool I can convince them to use. Idiots, the lot of them." He says in an annoyance Cat may be able to sympathize with.

Dr Catriona: "May want to look into automated sentries."

Wolfe: "Don't think many people can swing that like you can, Cat."

Westra Goldbrook: "Professor, is there anything unusual about Sunderwood, that you know of?" Westra asked. "Any reason the creatures might be attracted to this place?"

Baldarich: "Ahh, but how do you detect friend from foe? I am unsure of how to program an identification algorithm."

Dr Catriona: "Probably rotating passcode. Maybe one of the guards oversees the process to make executive decisions.. though that opens up a point of failure. I am more interested in the Captain's question, however. Is there something else that may attack lycanthropes here?"
"At some point, the threat level must ..um.. overcome the benefits of staying here...."

Baldarich: "Hmmm....I am not sure, except lack of other creatures to feed on. Several of our nearby villages have been overrun by a group of weres." He scratches his chin again and walks over to a bookshelf behind his desk..

Westra Goldbrook: "Which villages? Where?"

Baldarich: "Several small hamlets such as ours." He says as he continues to read the spines. "Housin to the West about ten miles and Greytown Northeast towards the Mithral Hall."

Wolfe: "Did any of them have survivors?"

Baldarich: "Ah! I think this is the one." He opens an old faded tome with a map of the Northern Sword Coast. "I am afraid not, all of them were killed as far as the reports we have heard."

Dr Catriona: "That is terrible."

Euron Sand: Euron looks around the room for any further clues about this scientist or Sunderwood. "Where did the reports come from?"

Baldarich: Finding the page he is looking for. "It says here, that in the days of the Elves, powerful Mythals were erected to protect and feed the land, as humans and other races encroached on the Sword Coast, the Elves hid these crystals of power so they could not be misused. I am no cartographer, but seems to be that there is one nearby to Sunderwood. If this map is be believed."

Dr Catriona: "As the answer with many matters these days..um... Spellplague?"

Baldarich: "Perdin or Liliana, the General Store owner hear news from occasional travelers that come into town. Spell what? Is there a new disease running rampant as well?"

Westra Goldbrook: "May I see?" she asked, standing up to gesture towards the book to which Baldarich referred.

Baldarich: He hands her the old tome, which is in Elvish.

Wolfe: "The Goddess of Magic is dead. Couple months back. Caused a bunch of crap to turn out bad. Neverwinter got turned into a warzone with spellplagued people walking all over the lands. You are just now hearing about this?"

Dr Catriona: "Is a worldwide cataclysm that disrupted the weave."

Baldarich: A map of the Sword Coast is on one page with several marks depicting locations of something.

Westra Goldbrook: Westa, who is versed in the elven tongue, takes a look and makes note of the nearest marks of interest.

Baldarich: "Oh dear." The shock on his face is clear. "No, I was not aware. I have been spending most of my time these last few months with the children or working to protect the village.

Euron Sand: Euron will attempt to look at the other books, if possible.

Wolfe: Wolfe wonders what sort of twilight-zone place he's walked into and it's creeping him out.

Baldarich: Euron can find books on nearly any topic he would like among the walls of books. History, theology, mechanics, etiquette, languages, and even a rudimentary spell book that looks unused. 'Wizarding for Dummies'

Euron Sand: Euron smirks at that one, but decides to look at the book on theology.

Dr Catriona: "It may be a grim query but I must ask... why did this village survive and the others did not?"

Dungeon Lord: Torm blah blah blah. Best god blah blah blah. Praise him blah blah blah.

Wolfe:
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Euron Sand: Euron puts the book down. Clearly this man had books that were out-of-date and utterly mistaken.

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a grunt. "If there's a Mythal here, that means that our mad scientist is going to try hard to get access to it. If they are using any sort of magic, a Mythal could greatly empower their efforts."
"If they've found a way to inflict a contained and controllable lycanthropy on others, they could use the Mythal to maybe even affect the whole region."

Baldarich: "No on here can use magic. At least as far as I have ever seen."

Westra Goldbrook: "I'll remind you that Jghara also pulled mystical stones from the mines and the spellforge," Westra pointed out, quietly.

Wolfe:
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Euron Sand: Euron's expression grows grim. "Then we need to stop this Mythal from being used."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to the door behind him.
"So Jghara giving us all a dream to turn back at the last moment, not a coincidence."

Baldarich: "You can't always believe old Elven tales." He waves a hand. "Surely if something of extreme magical power existing here, someone would know it!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Who, in a town full of non-magic users?"

Baldarich: "Hmmm...point taken."

Wolfe: "And someone does know it."

Westra Goldbrook:
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Wolfe: "A mad scientist with a bunch of werewolves that he's experimented on."

Baldarich: He frowns. "Experimented on?"

Dr Catriona: "Transmogrified with mechanic elements."

Westra Goldbrook: "Do you know of any way we could track down a more specific location?" she asked Wolfe, who seemed to know more about the mithal. "Would there be any kind of visible indication?"

Baldarich: He looks over to his schematics and contraptions. "Wait, you all don't think...."

Dr Catriona: "This mad scientist has a zest for scientific treachery."

Westra Goldbrook: She pauses, and watches the professor more closely.

Baldarich: "I am not breeding or experimenting on werewolves!" He says indignantly.

Euron Sand: "No one said you were." Euron said, looking at him more closely now.

Dr Catriona: "In all likelyhood, the Spellplague may have caused that which was previously hidden to surface and thus call to those seeking such things..."

Baldarich: He waves a finger like he is punishing a child. "Now you come into my home and accuse me of such a thing! Well I never."

Wolfe: "Like a fresh kill in the woods it'll draw the scent. Calm down, spectacles. No-one's said a damn thing about that."

Dr Catriona: Cat opens her mouth to say that she is calm
Then realizes she isnt the target of that.

Baldarich: "You are inferring it." He says but does appear to calm down.

Wolfe: "Naw." Wolfe shoves himself off of the wall and stands more solidly. We're saying you're not the only inventor out here. So we're investigating, so we can save your town from getting turned into test subjects."

Baldarich: "Oh..." He stands up a bit and straightens his clothes. "Well that is a fair point."

Wolfe: "Do you know of anyone else around these parts mechanically gifted? A protege, a former rival or anything?"

Baldarich: "That seems like a commendable charge, I would be happy to assist."

Westra Goldbrook: "Have you encountered any 'tinkerers' such as yourself, of late?"

Baldarich: "Stoheim used to live in Neverwinter, he is a skilled blacksmith, but I don't believe he has any engineering skills." He scratches his chin again. "Stojan doesn't have any of those skills that I am aware, but she certainly travels about the countryside a fair amount. She leaves those twins alone all the time." He shakes his head in disgust.

Dr Catriona: "Has anyone other than us passed through here asking questions?"

Baldarich: "But they are both good people, surly they would not be involved in any kind of strange goings ons."

Dr Catriona: "Possibly surveying?"

Baldarich: "There was some strange Artificer or Archaeologist or some other staying at the tavern last I heard. Has been here for several days. Name started with a a J I think. Jones, something or other."

Wolfe: "I'll go check out the tavern and see if I can find them."

Dr Catriona: "Artificer might be what we seek." she tells Westra.

Baldarich: "He leaves town and digs up stuff or something, returns every evening."

Wolfe: "Mm, well, tonight then."

Westra Goldbrook: "Is there any manner of underground portion of Sunderwood?" Westra asked the professor, after nodding to Cat. "Caves, mines, anything of the like?"

Dr Catriona: "I was wondering the same thing... catacombs, or subterranean ... yes, what she has said."

Baldarich: "I don't believe so, but the woods to the south are dense, its possible there could be some manner of underground entry there. There is nothing but plains to the North and West so I don't believe so. "We bury our dead behind the tavern, I suppose its technically behind my house too."

Dr Catriona: "Speaking of that... any undead around these parts? Walking corpses, spectres...?"

Euron Sand: Euron hoped that it wasn't an entrance to the Underdark. That would be terrible.

Westra Goldbrook: "Behind the tavern?" she asked. "Have you no temple here?"

Baldarich: "Oh heavens no! How ghastly! I ran into some of them years back by the Trollbark Forest. Zombies are such horribly disgusting creatures. Though how they reanimate does seem quite an intriguing thing to study. "
He seemed to find Westra's question amusing. "No temple, No clergy."

Westra Goldbrook: "That is surprising to me, given how many very vocal Tormites we have encountered in our short time here."

Dr Catriona: "It sounds as if our lead is this artificer." she says.

Baldarich: "Pedrin? Thet old fool. He would stand there with werewolves eating his leg and talk about how 'Torm will save me' You know..Torm gave you two legs to run away from the beasts."

Wolfe: Wolfe looked over to Euron, then. "Well, if Helm ever kicks you out you have a backup plan, Euron."

Dr Catriona: She points at the wannabe keurig in a very random moment. "And sir, you should isolate the reverse power flux coupling in this. Or whatever beverage you are trying to make will taste like concentrated carbon."

Euron Sand: Euron laughed. "I'll keep that in mind, Wolfe. But I'm confident that Helm still has use for me yet."

Baldarich: He looks over. "Ah! Eureka! How did you discern the problem I was having?" He moves over to nerd out with Cat.

Wolfe: "She's a scientist. And a warrior." He winks at Cat, then turned for the door. "I'm going to check out if anyone else has seen the Artificer."

Westra Goldbrook: "I do not think we should separate, all things considered," Westra said, setting the book down on the desk.

Baldarich: "You see,this will allow you to not have a brew an entire carafe in the event you only want a single cup of tea or coffee. I call it 'The Baldarich Brew!"

Dr Catriona: She gets somewhat bashful at that but says nothing further.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe hears the patter of feet running away from the door as he turns.

Dr Catriona: "I am afraid you have more worries than coffee, Professor."

Baldarich: "Oh, yes...indeed." He write down on a parchment nearby. 'Isolate Reverse power flux coupling'

Dr Catriona: "Someone means to make this village a staging ground for something heinous."

Wolfe: Wolfe will stop at the door and open it, looking after the kids.

Dungeon Lord: When Wolfe opens the door, his buddy from earlier on the street is sitting cross legged taking notes in his notebook. While the rest of the children have retreated to the doorway to their classroom, Vadim seems to not even notice the half-orc attempting to leave.

Dr Catriona: "It would behoove you to.. um.. cater your efforts to more defensive priorities. "

Baldarich: "Indeed. I will continue to work on the identification algorithm,. Let me know if I can assist in any other way."

Wolfe: "Vadim, was it?"

Dr Catriona: "I would suggest a Last Resort plan."

Baldarich: "If you will excuse me for now, I am most likely lucky the building is not on fire at this time. I should get back to the children."

Dr Catriona: "Evacuation of the village in case of emergency."

Vadim: "Oh, Hi Mister Fake Orc." He looks back down at his notebook. "I believe you aren't really a fake orc. I think you are a half orc. I read about them in one of the professor's books. Your tusks are not long enough for a real orc, but too long for an elf or human. And your skin is green but you are too tall to be a goblin." He looks back up to Wolfe.

Baldarich: "Evacuate? Where would we go?"

Wolfe: "Yeah, you're smart kid."
"You ever see this Artificer that's been in town? Starts with a J."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra quietly thanks Baldarich for his time, then leaves him to discuss schematics with Cat. She follows Wolfe into the hall.

Vadim: "I try and read lots of books like the professor. Dad says it is a waste of time and I should learn to work the field or I will starve when I grow up."

Euron Sand: Euron takes one last look at the scientist's home before thanking Baldarich for his time and leaving with Westra.

Wolfe: "Well, everyone's gotta eat kid."
"But if you make money from reading books, you don't need to do it yourself."

Dr Catriona: "That sounds like a task for the village scholar to come up with....respectfully.."

Vadim: "His name is Jonias the Antiquarian. He has been at the tavern for three days. He is an Elf." He points at his ears, but keeps writing in his notebook.

Dr Catriona: "It is always wise to have contingencies."

Baldarich: "Hmmm, I will think on this." He notices Wolfe speaking to the child. "Vadim! Leave that man alone! You are supposed to be working on your multiplication."

Wolfe: "What else do you know about this Jonias?"

Vadim: "He goes outside of the town all day, I am not allowed to go out of town, bad monsters will get me Dad says." He shrugs as his teacher yells at him. "Ebba can't even multiply to 12 times 12." He says under his breath as he walks back to the classroom.

Wolfe: Wolfe considers the name and information and then heads outside.

Dr Catriona: "Bye bye." she says curtly and goes to find the others.

Wolfe: He will then go through and ask all of the vendors in town what they know about Jonias the Artificer.

Baldarich: "Get back to your seats!" He says not sternly at all. As the group leaves.

Dungeon Lord: There only appear to be two vendors in town the general store and a blacksmith. Neither know much of the man though he did stop into the general store. Liliana reports he did buy basic provisions such as food, a new shovel, and an unusual amount of raspberry preserves.

Dr Catriona: AND ACID

Euron Sand: Euron heads to the graveyard.

Dr Catriona: She will by acid herself, though.
"Between your dreams of coming doom, the clues about the mythal and the supposed area in the woods that might have a subterranean entrance.. I am uncertain what to address first."

Westra Goldbrook: "I suggest that once Wolfe has satisfied himself with questioning the merchants, we use the remainder of daylight to inspect the woods to the south. There seems to me to be no obvious indication of the mithal above-ground, and if that is the only likely place for an underground opening..."

Euron Sand: Euron went to the graveyard to check the headstones of the deceased and make sure that they were being properly maintained.

Wolfe: "I wanna talk to the artificer, but we got time. We should check out the woods to the south then come back."
"Err.. what Westra said."

Dungeon Lord: Euron finds that there, in fact, no headstones, only pieces of wood with a gauntlet of torm carved into it and a crude name of the poor soul for each.

Euron Sand: Euron sighed, feeling a swell of pity for the unfortunate souls buried here. He makes sure that things are straightened and neat.

Westra Goldbrook: "Agreed. Euron headed for the graveyard. Once he's done, I suggest we head out."

Dr Catriona: "More woods. Yay." she says to herself...
"I will go get my gear then." she informs before walking back towards the tavern.

Euron Sand: Once Euron was done, he would say prayer for the deceased and then look to rejoin the rest of the Watch.

Westra Goldbrook: Once Euron and the Doctor returned, Westra would start out towards the south of town.

Wolfe: Wolfe'll follow on after Westra

Dungeon Lord: As the group heads to the south, they see south and eastern sections of the town are protected by an old stone wall nearly 8 foot high. There is a barred wooden door that appears to have not been opened in years. There is a small sewer outlet next to it about a foot and a half square.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs. "I hate sewers."
"Well. Let's get on with it." Wolfe goes on in.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows

Dungeon Lord: The door opens with protested sounds as the latch is undone and the rusted hinges move. Dense foliage presses right against the door as Wolfe opens it. The thicken wooded area does not allow much sunlight to penetrate the canopy. The sound of whirring can be heard to the right of the doorway.

Euron Sand: Euron will follow the group, keeping alert for anyone approaching them.

Wolfe: Wolfe makes sure to keep his head down and look at the whirring.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on June 11, 2018, 07:11:10 PM
--- Interlude ---

Jonias Siannodel: The loud, sudden terrified call of a bird rips through a cluster of trees followed by a bit of rustling through branches and then silence.
And then a little chuckle breaks out from the underbrush.
“Why are you causing a racket Berry?” A male voice calls from behind a tree.
Out from the underbrush a tiny red dragon creeps out with a bird in its mouth. The dragon drops it on a stone then proceeds to pose the dead creature, though it appears to have a hard time standing.

Jonias Siannodel:
“Did I ever tell you how the winter witch Manarkwa used birds to spy on my old master?” the dragonling responds in draconic while it looks over the dead creature. “This one was watching you relieve yourself. You don’t find that odd?”
“That a bird in a tree would keep an eye out on a creature isn’t at all a cause for alarm,” the elf replied from behind the tree.

Jonias Siannodel: “And that’s how the winter witch Manarkwa got the drop on my old master I bet!” The dragonling spun around, smacking the dead bird with its tail. “Well lucky for you I’m here now to make sure the same fate doesn’t befall you!”
“Need I remind you that you don’t even know how your master died?” A handsome bronze skinned elf appeared from behind the tree, adjusting his shirt. “Aren’t we out here searching for the remains of an old tower he once used? ‘One of many..”
“.. Many towers that held my masters treasures.” The red dragonling interjected excitedly. “Yes, and I told you that perhaps Sunderwood is what became of his tower, Sundercroft.” The dragon’s wings drooped slightly, “But none of this looks familiar to me elf. A thousand years is a long time for..”

Jonias Siannodel: The dragon’s head suddenly perks up at the sound of something in the distance. The creature flew up to the elf’s shoulder then disappeared. “Sounds like someone’s coming elf,” the creature whispered excitedly, pointing in the direction of town.
----


Session 36

Dungeon Lord: The Watch, deciding to leave Sunderwood in search of a cavern or some other hidden underground lair, has left the safety of the small hamlet. As they left through a gate on the southern wall the sound of a mechanical whirl can be heard to the right of the door. They find a small electrical device, half buried in the ground. It is roughly the size of a small crate.

Westra Goldbrook: "Doctor," Westra says, gesturing towards Catriona. "There is something here that you may be better equipped to diagnose than I."

Dr Catriona: The Doctor walks back towards Captain Goldbrooke and peers at the device.

Dungeon Lord: The device seems to be emitting a powerful audio signal well above the normal 'human' range. The doctor is able to discern it would like cause something unpleasant to creatures that could hear it.
It is connected by an electrical cable that runs along the wall.

Dr Catriona: "Its looks like some kind of deterrent device..."

Westra Goldbrook: "A deterrent to what?"

Dr Catriona: "It is emitting an audio signal that is beyond our frequency to properly hear."
"Possibly canines or other types of animals?"
"Like a dog whistle, but... unpleasant and repeating."
She tries to determine if it looks like something made by that Professor person.

Westra Goldbrook: "For the werewolves, perhaps?" Westra guesses, looking curious. "Another defense mechanism from the professor, perhaps."

Dr Catriona: "That would be my guess if I had to make one."

Dungeon Lord: It does look like some of the circuitry on his table if she recalls correctly.

Dr Catriona: "It certainly bears the hallmarks of the professor's handiwork."

Wolfe: "He sure seems to know how to make a bunch of gadgets against Werewolves, for a guy that never has met one."

Dr Catriona: "I see no reason to disturb it..." she says with a shrug.
"Well, we have yet to see any evidence of these machines actually functioning as intended, Mister Wolfe."

Dungeon Lord: Several howls sound to the South.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks at Wolfe suddenly, as though something occurred to her, but she stopped herself and frowned, and moved on.

Dr Catriona: "Even the device at the gate... " she starts, then turns to face the sound of the howls.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra turns towards the south as well, frowning. "Is it normal for wolves to make such noise midday?"

Dr Catriona: "There hasn't been much that is normal in a while, Captain."

Wolfe: "Knowing our luck, no."

Jonias Siannodel:

Dr Catriona: Predator clicking sound*

Dungeon Lord: Several other bestial growls and howls now echo.

Westra Goldbrook: "We may yet see if these devices work," Westra says, pulling her halberd off of her back.

Dr Catriona:"Could.. umm.. they be in the direction of the subterranean entrance?"

Wolfe: "Knowing our luck, probably."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra starts in the direction of the howls.

Dr Catriona: Adjusting her glasses, she says to herself. "Picked the perfect day to send GIZMO on an errand."

Wolfe: "Don't ever rely on a man -- or an owl, Cat."

Jonias Siannodel:

Wolfe: "We'll handle it just fine."

Dungeon Lord: The sounds of howls and growls carry over the wooded area as you move through the thick underbrush, they grow louder as you continue pace South.

Dr Catriona: "Technically, I created him so.. I am only relying on myself..in a way..."

Dungeon Lord: The come upon a clearing of sorts to see a group of werewolves battling with a pair of two strange twelve legged dragonlike creatures.
A moment later, a human bursts from the brush to the East near you.

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: "AH!"
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
17
Wolfe
13
Dr. Wicker
19
Euron Sand
20
Jonias
13
Lokien
14

Wolfe:
"What the fuck are those?"

Dr Catriona: "Maybe we should just let this play out..."
"Also, strange man." She points at the human.

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:

Dungeon Lord: The creatures seem distracted at the moment and do not notice any of the new attendees.

Wolfe: "Wait a minute, it's that bitch..." He gestures toward Lyla to the south. "The child werewolf!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Look!" Westra says to whoever's beside her.

Dr Catriona: She will approach Wolfe and TAZE HIM with some ridiculous looking device.

Westra Goldbrook: ...as wolfe points out the same li'l bitch.

Dr Catriona: "This is experimental!"

Wolfe: "AhhhHHHHHhHHhHHH!!!!!!"
Wolfe vibrates afterward.

Dr Catriona: He feels the world start to move slower from his perspective.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra startles, and looks concerned.

Dr Catriona: Even all the voices sound warped and slow.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: "What did you do to him?"

Wolfe: "WOWIFEELGREATTHISISAMAZINGCATWHATDIDYOUDOTOME?"

Dr Catriona: "I excited his molecular makeup three fold."

Wolfe: "IAMREALLYEXCITEDLETSDOTHIS!"

Dr Catriona: "I can't do it to more than one subject at a time."
"I mean.. um.. person."

Westra Goldbrook: "That's.. that's quite alright," Westra says, looking uncertain still. Unwilling to wait for the inevitable, she lunges towards the nearest werewolf, halberd drawn.

It is Werewolf's turn   

It is Behir's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
The closest behir incinerates two werewolves with its lightning breath.

It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Wolfe: "WELPTHAT'STHEONEIAMGONNAHAVETODEALWITHFIRST"

Lokien: Having erupted from the brush, he sees the group of companions start to attack the foes and decides that they're allies... for now.
Noticing something strange happen to the half-orc, he decides he can give him further support and gives him Hunter's Mark.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Dr Catriona: Cat's hair blows as Wolfe carves a path towards the biggest monster in view. "Gadzooks.."

Wolfe:

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dr Catriona: (Haste doesnt give +10 movement btw)
((You were hidden too, so your attack should get advantage tho right?)

Wolfe: Wolfe rushes through the small space between them, sped up with hyper-vigilance. He then moves with a flurry of blows against the beast. "HAAA-SSAAA-KIIII!!!"
Where Wolfe's blade slashes, small rivulets of alien blood follow.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe has the creatures undivided attention.

Wolfe: "YESLOOKATMEYOUUGLYFUCK"

Jonias Siannodel: From up above the behir a bronze skinned elf peaks out of the branches and fires a shot at the creature.

Lyla: "Have you seen my bear Tibbers?"

Jonias Siannodel:

Dr Catriona: ((an attack from stealth gives advantage))
((the first one))

Jonias Siannodel:

It is Werewolf's turn   

Jonias Siannodel:

Dr Catriona: "I don't know who is the enemy here..."

Dungeon Lord:

It is Behir's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Dr Catriona: ((who is blessed?))

Wolfe: 4

Dungeon Lord:
The werewolf is torn apart but continues to fight as the behir squeezes his body.

It is Werewolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is Werewolf's turn   

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Lyla's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Dr Catriona: ((lol did she just tame it as a Legendary Mount))

Dungeon Lord:
Lyla jumps on the behir's back and scratches him.

It is Tibbers's turn   

Lyla: "Get him Tibbers!"

It is Werewolf's turn   

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand: Seeing that everyone is still in good health, Euron moves to aid Westra, seeing that she's about to be swarmed by a trio of the beasts, he concentrates and then opens up with a gout of holy powaaaaaaa!

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Euron Sand: Euron moves close enough to aid his sister in Helm, because danger is coming.

Dr Catriona: Catriona ignites the devices on her wrists and fires jets of blue fire at the werewolfe near Euron and Westra.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: "Well done!" Westra calls to the Doctor when she fries a nearby wolf with her fancy device. As Euron's blast of magic flies over her shoulder, Westra thinks to apply her own spells to aid her fight. ((Hunter's Mark)) She then lays into the beast before her with another pair of slashes.

Dr Catriona: The forest lights up with azure light as the werewolf catches fire, running off for a few feet before falling face first into the ground. Smoldering fur smell. Yay!

Westra Goldbrook:
rolling 1d6
(3)= 3

Dr Catriona: She looks at her hands as if impressed with herself. "Uh.. thanks.. but many more to deal with!"

It is Werewolf's turn   

Lyla:

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Behir's turn   

Lyla:

Wolfe: 28

Lyla:

Wolfe: "OHTHISREALLYHURTS"

It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Wolfe: "OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW"

Lokien:

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: (Still hasted)
((potion?))
((You can escape, the restrain then disengage))

Lyla: 4

Wolfe:

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dr Catriona: "You left a finger behind I think!"
She said in fretful tones.

It is Werewolf's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe punches the Behir in the mouth repeatedly until it releases him from its maw and then SPEEDS back toward Euron's side. "HEYEURONDOYOUMINDGIVINGMEAHEALREALQUICK?"

Dungeon Lord:

It is Behir's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
The behir swallows a werewolf whole.

Dr Catriona: Doctor does a home alone double cheek :O

It is Werewolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is Lyla's turn   

Lyla: "Give him back!"

It is Tibbers's turn   

Lyla:

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: (lol heal denied)

Euron Sand:

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: She scuttles over to a better vantage and the ground warbles as gravity crawls up her legs and she releases a stream of WUB WUB at the pair of wolves in front of Westra.

Lyla:

Wolfe: "THANKSEURONIREALLYAPPRECIATEIT"

Dr Catriona: Half damage to that one
and the next one too
(oh coo))

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Dr Catriona: ((yeah 4 damage to both))

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: "Tarnation!" she says with a stomp of frustration.

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: ((Bless))

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(2)= 2
rolling 1d6
(3)= 3

It is Werewolf's turn   

Lyla:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra slashes at one of the two wolves in front of her, sundering its flesh from bone. As it falls, she turns her focus to its peer at its side.

It is Behir's turn   

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: (Bye everyone in the cluster!))

Lyla:

Dr Catriona: ((doesnt it draw OA from Westra)

Westra Goldbrook:

Lyla:

Wolfe:

Lyla:

Dr Catriona: ((I give one of my Inspiration))
((to wolfe for that attack))

Wolfe:
2

It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Dr Catriona: (The Haste drops)

Wolfe: Wolfe is grabbed by the VILLAINOUS Behir, though even in the throes of death he lets out a roar of resistance and stabs into it's neck as he falls unconscious. His last word is a snarled gasp. "Kumikoooo...."

Lokien:

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias Siannodel:

Dr Catriona: "Okay, I think that person over there is one of the good guys..." she says about the archer in the distance.

Westra Goldbrook: "He's good enough for right now, in any case!" she shouts, between slashes

It is Werewolf's turn   

Lyla: 3

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias stays in his perch but summons a spectral hand. The hand becomes invisible.

It is Behir's turn   

Lokien: He looses his nocked arrow and perfectly strikes the Behir into its eye with such a straight shot that it goes clean through and out the other eye. The beast collapses on the ground next to Wolfe's body.

Lyla:
26

Lyla:

It is Lyla's turn   

Lyla:

It is Tibbers's turn   

Lyla:

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Euron Sand: Euron pulls the Watcher's Eye from his neck and presses it to the Half-Orc's forehead.
"We still need you, Wolfe! On your feet, warrior!" Euron says, channeling the power of Helm directly through himself and into the samural!

Wolfe: Wolfe feels the "glory of Helm" flow through him, returning him to consciousness and the mortal coil thanks to Euron's aid. He sits up (Like the Undertaker) and then spits some blood.

Dr Catriona: Seeing Euron doing his quick work on Wolfe, she stops worrying enough to channel her fury again... WUB WUB cannon go!

Wolfe: "I'mwithyaEuronthanksalotIreallyappreciateit."

Westra Goldbrook: "If you've had enough naptime, we could use your help," she calls to wolfe

Dr Catriona:

Lyla:

Dr Catriona: ((6 damage to each))

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Dr Catriona: "Thunderation!"

Westra Goldbrook:
rolling 3d4
(4+1+4)= 9

It is Werewolf's turn   

Lyla:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra continues to carve into the beast in front of her.

Lyla:

Dr Catriona: "They are so vertically stable!" she says, failing to assist Westra by knocking them down.

It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Lokien:

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu


Wolfe:
1
1

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Wolfe: 16
Wolfe is still a little shaken up as he gets to his feet. He's slurring as he slashes once, then twice, in the completely wrong direction. "WHHEWRHHHI'MMAGETYOU" he says as he snarls toward the wrong direction. He takes a moment to breathe and focus, then returns his sight forward and cuts the Werewolf's head clean off with a single sharp blow.

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Jonias Siannodel:

Dr Catriona: (Correct)
"Random ninja! Random ninja!"

It is Werewolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Dr Catriona: Then she loses sight of him and looks flustered.

Dungeon Lord:

It is Behir's turn   

Dungeon Lord: 20

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, distracted by the Doctor's sudden strange shouting, takes a face full of claws and goes down.

Dungeon Lord:

Euron Sand: "NOOOOOOOOO!"

Dungeon Lord: 55

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias bolts down from the tree while the behir is distracted by the werecreatures. Seeing potential allies he bolts north towards the half-elf he had seen through the tree before

Dungeon Lord:

Wolfe: "IWOULDSAYSOMETHINGMEANRIGHTNOWABOUTWESTRABUTSHE'SUNCONSCIOUSANDIT'SNOTASFUNIFSHE'SKNOCKEDOUT"

Lyla: "Don't hurt Tibbers you big meanie!!!"

It is Lyla's turn   

Lyla:

It is Tibbers's turn   

Jonias Siannodel: The elf quickly hides as the girl screams and calls out his location.

Lyla:

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand: Euron moves to heal Westra.

Dr Catriona: Seeing Westra's fate Catriona says ... "We could probably just go back and let this resolve itself... no?"

Euron Sand:

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: She taps her wrist igniters again, causing her hand to light with blew flame. "Get away from them, grit sucker!"

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Dr Catriona: She then leaves the vicinity of the Hidden Ninja.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra comes to with the cleric's aid. She makes her thanks quick, though because there are still werewolves to hit!
rolling 3d4
(3+1+4)= 8

It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Lokien:

Lyla: "Pooo Tibbers, they got all our friends!"

Dr Catriona: "There is some.. person.. mucking around in that general direction.." she says to the others, gesturing in the area where the ninja was hiding.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: "Oh no what is he doing!?"

Wolfe: Wolfe speedily moves forward and slashes at Lyla while she's focused on the Behir and the bear.
"HELLOAGAINBITCH"

Dr Catriona: Catriona again does :O face.

Lyla: "You talk funny!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs heavily. "Being Wolfe."

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Euron Sand: "You've got to be kidding me." Euron said, watching Wolfe charge the wolf woman.

Wolfe:
Wolfe knocks Lyla THE FUCK OUT

Dr Catriona: HIJACK

Wolfe: Then he stabs at the Behir's back

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dungeon Lord: Tibbers lets our a roar as Lyla gets smoked by Wolfe.

Wolfe: "YEAHFUCKYOUBEAR"

Lokien: "There's some ferocity in that one..."

Jonias Siannodel: Seeing the half-orc swing back into action, the elf pops up and fires a shot at the behir.

Westra Goldbrook: "There's some something..."

Dr Catriona: "Sneaking person! Announce your intentions or I will burn the entire sector of the forest you are standing in and cause... "

Jonias Siannodel:

Dr Catriona: Advantage from Stealth

Jonias Siannodel: rolling 1d6
(3)= 3
rolling 1d6
(3)= 3
rolling 1d6
(2)= 2

It is Behir's turn   

Dungeon Lord: 18

Jonias Siannodel:

Dungeon Lord: 4

It is Lyla's turn   

It is Tibbers's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is Dr. Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:
4

Dr Catriona: Catriona's pupils glow flow as she hadoken's her hands, firing a jet of flame that impales the Behir's belly, causing it to partially explode as it's blood superheats.
AND IT SPLATTERS WOLFE.
Image

Lokien: Leaves an arrow nocked once the foes are dispatched and keeps his distance.

Wolfe: Wolfe exhales as the spell falls off, Cat's magic fading after he, along with Westra, the strangers, and Cat annihilated the werebear. Afterward he is stunned not only by the magic fading from him, but also the behir gore that covers him.

Dr Catriona: "Screwed it and nailed it."

Wolfe: "S-s-oo w-w-arm."

Dr Catriona: SHe turns off the Exciter, which is yet to be named.

Westra Goldbrook: "Is everyone alright?" she asks, looking over the others.

Dr Catriona: "Ninja still hiding."

Westra Goldbrook: She notices Lokien holding back,and turns towards him. "You were a welcome aid, friend."

Dr Catriona: She blatantly walks over and takes Wolfe's pulse from his neck.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias slowly rises out from his hiding spot, bow in hand but his hands are out.
"Thank you so much for your timely arrival friends."

Lokien: Begins to search the area frantically.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does a double take as a second stranger emerges from the brush. "What is going on here...?"

Jonias Siannodel: "My thoughts exactly. These woods had been fairly quiet for the last few days."

Wolfe: Wolfe's pulse is still hammering as his heart races, but he's slowly starting to come down from it.

Westra Goldbrook: The other stranger running about feverishly wins an arched brow and a concerned look. "Are you well, sir?"

Dr Catriona: "Do you feel dizzy or nauseous?" She doesnt seem to care much about the gore, must get readings!

Wolfe: "No, I'm uh.. I'm coming back, everything feels so.. slow and sluggish."

Dungeon Lord: Westra can see the body of a small child near Lokien and one of the werewolf corpses.

Lokien: Finds the mangled body of a young boy, bloodied and broken. He kneels down to stroke the face of his son and vows to avenge.

Dr Catriona: Her eyes flit to the two strangers but it Euron and the Captain seem to provide an imposing enough presence to likely give them pause.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias approaches the others cautiously mostly to get a better angle on what the other archer was searching for.

Dr Catriona: "Oh... " she says seeing that there was an innocent killed.

Lokien: "Will your party be encountering more of these beasts?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Father Sand," Westra calls. She gestures the cleric over hurriedly. "Is there anything you can do for the child?" she asks, motioning to the boy at Lokein's feet.

Euron Sand: Euron goes to Westra, then notes the child.
"Let me see what I can do." Euron said, going to the child.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias motions towards the half-orc, "You kept that one alive. Why?"
From his pack the elf commands his mage hand to grab rope and begin binding the werewolf.

Wolfe: Wolfe exhales as he gets himself back to sense, nodding toward the Doctor. "Thanks, Cat." The stranger, Jonias, speaks to him and he turns to regard the man, an eyebrow lifted to regard him. "I need some information, and she's likely the one to have some."

Euron Sand: Euron kneels to check the child, but his spirits dim almost immediately upon laying eyes on him. He's long gone.
He looks to Westra and Lokien. "I'm so sorry. He's...he's gone."

Lokien: Nods. "Thank you, Cleric."

Wolfe: Noting the casualty, he turns toward Lokien and the body he's hovering over. Wolfe's eyes narrow in hesitation, as he's not sure how to address that matter for now.

Westra Goldbrook: "I am sorry, friend," Westra says, softly. "This is your son?"

Jonias Siannodel: The elf nods his head, "Then allow me to be of service, considering your timely arrival clearly saved me."

Lokien: "Yes. He is."
"These wolves attacked our village while we were hunting. They murdered his mother and drug him off into the forest."
"The boy fought well. I could not have asked for more."

Westra Goldbrook: "Such a loss," she laments. Then she recalls his question and shakes her head to focus. "But, ah, yes. We intend to find more of these creatures. We have been trying to stop their attacks on the people here, and hope to find our way to their source."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias completes binding the werewolf's hands and legs while he quiet's down to listen to the other archer. To lose a son...

Lokien: "Might I join you, in this quest? I have some... unresolved business with them."

Wolfe: "Ah..."
Wolfe clears his throat some.

Dr Catriona: Her geekish features take on a dour expression at the matter with the stranger's son and the tale of these lycanthropes terrorizing more places.

Westra Goldbrook: "We would be fools to turn down the aid of an bow as strong as yours," Westra says. She offers a hand to shake. "I am Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter."

Lokien: Looks towards the half-orc and raises a brow.

Wolfe: "Sorry, about your loss. Most people call me Wolfe. This is Westra, Doctor Wicker, and Euron."
"I'm looking for my daughter, too, who might be with these Werewolves we're after."

Dr Catriona: She waves gingerly when her name is mentioned.

Lokien: Nods to the half-orc and extends his hand to Westra's with a firm grip. "Lokien, of everywhere and nowhere."

Wolfe: "That's why we captured this small one." He nods toward the now-tied-up Lyla.

Jonias Siannodel: As introductions are made Jonias grins as the others eventually turn to face him, "Greetings, i am Jonias Siannodel, of Evereska."

Lokien: Waves to Dr. Wicker.

Westra Goldbrook: "Well met, Lokien. Welcome to the Watch." She then turned to the elf, and listened as he intro'd himself. "What are you doing out here?" she asked, eyeing him.

Lokien: Looks to the new voice in the conversation.

Dr Catriona: "It is like all the elves I meat on the mainland are sneaky ninjas."

Wolfe: Wolfe turns to Jonias, feeling a bit more on guard because Elves typically hated on his Half-Orcness, but, y'know, Raithe was nice. "How many have you met?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra almost literally has to bite her tongue at Cat's comment.

Wolfe: He goes to sit by Lyla and looks for something to wipe off his face of Behir guts.

Jonias Siannodel: "I am out here searching for a ruin. It's what I do."

Dr Catriona: "...I admit, my sample size is not wide enough for a proper peer reviewed study..."

Westra Goldbrook: "A ruin? Here?"

Jonias Siannodel: The elf smirks at the bespectacled woman, "We have more trees here, so we're just prone to hiding in them i guess."

Dr Catriona: The socially arrested scientist randomly asks to the two strangers. "Do any of you know why these two forces were fighting?"

Lokien: "The werewolves were retreating from my town. I've been tracking them. Perhaps coincidence?"

Jonias Siannodel: "Well, maybe somewhere around here.An old ruined tower perhaps. The notes aren't very clue and I'm here mostly on a hunch."

Dr Catriona: She gives Westra a look. "This lycanthropy incursion might be more widespread than we know."

Westra Goldbrook: "All the more incentive to put an end to it." She walks over towards Lyla

Jonias Siannodel: I don't know why this fight errupted. I was making my way south from the town when I stopped to relieve myself. Then my morning went south quite quickly"

Westra Goldbrook: If not stopped, she'll shake her awake.

Lyla: "Tibbers....my head hurts....AHHHHH!"

Dr Catriona: She walks over to the half exploded Behir corpse and examines it. Her eyebrows raise at the half digested werewolfe corpse peaking out of the reptiles spilled gullet.

Lokien: Nocks and draws an arrow at Lyla.

Lyla: She struggles against the bonds. "Let me go you big meanie!"

Wolfe: Wolfe gets up and walks over toward Lokien and puts a hand on his arm. "Peace, friend."
"We need to hear what she knows so we can put an end to this."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks like she wants to object to Wolfe's comments to the archer.

Dr Catriona: The doctor extracts a Behir eye and puts it in a jar.

Westra Goldbrook: She's not convinced they shouldn't beat the answers out of this little shit, tbh.

Dr Catriona: Its a stringy pull.

Lyla: "STUPID HEAD! LET. ME. GO!"

Lokien: Looks to Wolfe and nods. Removing the tension from his bow, but leaving the arrow nocked.

Jonias Siannodel: "I can always gag her for now"

Westra Goldbrook: "No need," Westra responds. "She's going to answer some questions."

Wolfe: "No." Wolfe turns back toward Lyla and approaches her.
He lets Westra take the lead on this one, though.

Lyla: "Tibbers!!! Tibbers!! NOOOOO!!!" She starts sobbing as she notices her dead bear friend.

Euron Sand: Euron feels a little bad for her, at the loss of her friend.

Westra Goldbrook: "Far more than this bear have died because of your 'friends', child," Westra says. "How came you to be with them?"

Wolfe: Wolfe gives no fucks cause the bear just beat his ass a little.

Jonias Siannodel: The elf stands back and looks on, allowing the others to address the werewolf girl.

Lokien: Realizing the age of this girl, he places his arrow back in the quiver and shoulders his bow. He understands her pain.

Lyla: She struggled against the bonds. "They were the only ones that were ever nice to me. Everyone like you, including Daddy are mean!!!" She screams toward Westra.

Wolfe: "Who's your father?" Wolfe says grimly from the other side of her.

Dr Catriona: After collecting an eye and claw from the Behir, Catriona glances back at the interaction. She feels more bad for Lokien than this creepy child. The hell with creepy children. She will say it a million times.

Lyla: "No! I am not telling you, I will never go back to him! I would rather die!"

Wolfe: "We're not taking you back to your father, you little shit."
"Who's the mad scientist who's making the mecha-wolves and all the weird shit going on here?"

Dr Catriona: "Euron and I can help bury your son, Mister Lokien. I mean, he likely knows the spiritual side of things... I can assist more with the.. excavation portion."
"While the others get to the bottom of the matter."

Lokien: "Girl. Please. Your friends have ravaged my town and murder my wife and child." He points to his son's corpse.

Westra Goldbrook: "She cares not. She is as much beast as any of them. We should send her to their fate and be done with her."

Lokien: He looks to Doctor Wicker and nods. "That would be most appreciated. Thank you."

Lyla: "Some dummy named Dari. He is a stupid head too! Kept me in a cage for weeks! At least he didn't hit me."

Lokien: "You should try to give her another chance. Adolescence is worth forgiving."

Wolfe: "Dari.."
"Where's Dari at, girl? And did he have a green skinned Elf with him?"

Lokien: He walks to assist in gathering materials for burying his child.

Lyla: "You mean Sera? She was nice."
"She was my friend too."

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly. "Yes, Sera."

Dr Catriona: "Father Sand, if you have a moment." she says, asking for the priest to follow.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra opened her mouth to argue, but realized that if the man who'd just lost his son to this kid's friends was preaching forgiveness, then she had little room to argue. She looked instead to the kid, who was now talking.

Wolfe: "I'm trying to find Sera and Dari."

Lyla: "Sometimes she would bring me food when I was sooooooo hungry."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias arches an eyebrow at the mention of a green skinned elf.

Euron Sand: Euron agrees to help lay the child to rest, visibly disturbed by the death of one so young."

Lyla: "Dari is mean, you don't want to find him."

Wolfe: "I want to find him to stop him, and I want to find Sera to make sure he doesn't hurt her."
"Can you tell me where they are?"

Lokien: "A pyre would suffice. It is the way of our tribe."

Dr Catriona: She nods.

Westra Goldbrook: Quietly, Westra begins to wonder at what point she got the 'bad cop' role in the goodcop/badcap scenario with an orc.

Lyla: "I was in a cage with Tibbers and some of the other wolves, then one night there was some fog in our cage, it made my head feel funny. Then we all woke up in that old house."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns and rubs at his chin. "You'd never been there before?"

Dr Catriona: Using her strange, alien powers, she blasts a few smaller trees into splinters and kindling. Then they build the pure in a suitable place. She is silent and respectful the whole time, letting Euron oversee the funerary stuff.

Lyla: "No, but I didn't no where to go and tibbers got me food so we stayed there. UNTIL YOU CAME AND KILLED MY FRIENDS JERKFACE!"
She struggles again to break free and growls at Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Why were you laughing at the other werewolves that were locked in the barn, though?"

Lokien: He collects the body of his son, as gently as possible and places him on the pyre. He then looks to the cleric."

Lyla: "They were too dumb to climb out of there! Big Ol dummies!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Was Sera in the house with you when you woke up?"

Lyla: "They used to say silly things that made no sense before they became wolves, it was funny to watch!"
She frowned. "No, I haven't seen Sera since I was locked in the dungeon."

Wolfe: "The cage before the fog?"

Lyla: She nodded. "One day I was playing outside of town and then I just woke up inside a cage in the dungeon."

Wolfe: "The weird Werewolves, the metal one, the undead one, they were at the abandoned farm. Was Dari the one who made them?"

Lyla: "It was fun at first, being away from Daddy and chores and stupid Ebba, Leila, and Vadim that would never play with me. I made new friends and we played all the time!"

Euron Sand: Euron will help set the pyre, then he spoke Last Rites for the boy, asking that Helm bless him and protect him on his journey to the hereafter. A boy so young, lost to senseless violence. There had to be a better life than this for the people. There had to be a better way.
Euron would light the pyre and then watch it burn. How many other young men like this had died without anyone to fight for them?

Westra Goldbrook: "Those are the children from Sunderwood."

Lokien: It occurs to him that, amidst the chaos, he never buried his wife.

Lyla: He nodded. "He made all of them!" She looked to Westra and her face fell. "No! DON'T TAKE ME BACK!"

Wolfe: "So you're from this village." He points to the nearby town.

Westra Goldbrook: "Who is your father, child?"

Lyla: "No! No!" She closes her eyes.

Lokien: He looks to Euron, "Thanks again, Cleric."

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts a hand and rubs at his chin. "Where was the dungeon? Do you remember?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra crouches nearby Lyla, and speaks gravely. "Listen to me, child. If your father beat you, I want to know his name so that I can help him understand what being beaten feels like."

Lyla: She opens an eye and looks at Westra skeptically. "You promise?"

Dr Catriona: She thanks Euron after Lokien does; its a sad situation for sure, but this entire ordeal was still in flux. When appropriate, she would return to the others and try to follow what she missed.

Lokien: He takes one final look at the pyre and turns his attention to Lyla, moving that direction.
"Girl. A name is all that is required."

Westra Goldbrook: "I have no intention of leaving a child in the care of an abusive thug," she said, solemnly.

Euron Sand: Euron watches the pyre burn a little bit longer, then returns to the Watch..

Lyla: "Daddy is the blacksmith in town."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on June 15, 2018, 11:04:04 AM
Session 37

Lyla: It was so fun exploring that town with my new friends, even though some of them can get mean sometimes they always listen to me when I yell. When I yell Tibbers gets mad, and they all listen to Tibbers! He is my favorite. I was so alone in that cold, dark place, then Tibbers came along and everything was ok.
Ooohhh! What are those weird things? They look like dragons without wings! "Get them tibbers! Make then be our friends too!" We're gonna get you dragons! This is so much fun! Wait. I know those people. Those are the meanies that killed my friends! Grrrr….

Wolfe: Wolfe picks up Lyla's unconscious body and nods back the pathway they came. "Come on, we should bring her back to town and talk to her old man -- see what he's really about."

Dr Catriona:  "That is assuming that she wasn't lying that the person really is her father."

Lokien: "Is the girl known for lying?"

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias remained silent, and leaned against a tree while the others had interrogated the girl werewolf and set a pyre for the dead boy.

Westra Goldbrook: "At this point, that seems to be the only lead we have," Westra agreed, though unhappy about it. She looked to Jonias and Lokien in turn. "You two are welcome to accompany us, should you wish."
She pauses, and her eyes shift between the two newcomers. "Are you two traveling together?"

Lokien: "No."

Jonias Siannodel: "I should head back into town anyways. I would welcome the company given how dangerous things appear out here." The elf said calmly addressing Westra. "Though i should ask, why are you out here? For the girl?"

Westra Goldbrook: "You are the fellow the villagers mentioned, perhaps," Westra realized, recalling something about a J-name person who left the town during the day for reasons. "You have been staying there? What brings you out here by yourself?"
"And, no," she adds, with a shake of her head. "We have encountered her before, but did not expect to find her here."

Wolfe: "Wait, you're the artificer?" He asks Jonias, his attention swinging toward him.

Dr Catriona:  "That doesn't sound accurate.."

Jonias Siannodel: "Artificer?" the elf arched his brow. "My name is Jonias, Antiquarian of the formerly great library of Evereska."

Lokien: Lokien listens to the conversation, which has gained some of his interest. He notices some surprise in the half-orc's voice and some distrust in the Doctor's statement.

Dr Catriona:  While walking, the doctor casts curious looks at the limp form of this Lyla creature, considering its nature.

Wolfe: "But you've been in the town lately? Digging stuff up, looking into the history of the town?"

Jonias Siannodel: "Not the history of the town, no. Searching for lost and stolen elven artifacts."

Westra Goldbrook: "What makes you think they would be here?"

Jonias Siannodel: "I came to this region following a lead and wound up trapped in the town. So i stick to searching close for now until this trouble passes."

Dr Catriona:  "Are they just going to allow us re-entry?" she says meekly, to no one in particular, when she sets eyes on the gate.

Westra Goldbrook: "I don't see why we shouldn't be able to get back in the same way we came out," she observed, also looking towards the town.

Dungeon Lord: The gate the group left from appears unguarded (and still unlocked), as it locks from the inside.

Westra Goldbrook: "Trapped how?" she asked Jonias.

Lokien: "Does this town have some issues with you?"

Jonias Siannodel: "Not sure if you've noticed the recent troubles with werewolves lately," the elf says with a calm deadpan tone before slowly smiling.

Dr Catriona:  "This village has an unusual screening process for entrants.. usually."

Wolfe: "They have some stuff that tests for werewolves to make sure they can't get inside."

Dr Catriona:  "Allegedly."
"We have not seen that device function properly, it may simply be a placebo or deterrent."

Jonias Siannodel: "Correct, and it's been a bit too dangerous to travel alone. I've been keeping my excursions limited to a days walk from the town. I hope a caravan would pass through soon so that i could travel with them."

Lokien: Noticing the play in Jonias' comment, "I noticed no trouble with werewolves." Then cracks a soft smile.

Westra Goldbrook: "Hmph.'

Euron Sand: Euron is somewhat unnerved by the way Lyla reacted to his attempting to remove the curse that lay upon her. He'd never heard a scream like that in his life and he hoped never to hear it again. The Priest was having a rough time these days, and it showed in the pensive, withdrawn expression on his face.

Wolfe: "I don't think there's a reason for the girl to lie to us, Cat. She doesn't seem to have anything to gain from it."

Westra Goldbrook: "Let us be on, then. I wish to speak with the smith and see if there is any truth to be found about this girl's origins."

Lokien: Recalling his recent events, and the death of his wife and son, his smile quickly fades.

Dungeon Lord: The group is able to make it back to the city wall without further incident.

Wolfe: Wolfe, still carrying Lyla, looks over to Euron. "You alright?"

Dr Catriona:  Cat does not look to be buying whatever Wolfe is selling.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias winces slightly as Lokien's smile fades, "My apologies, I did not mean to offend"

Dungeon Lord: The mechanical whirring near the door continues as when the group left.

Euron Sand: Euron looked to Wolfe. "I'll be fine, my friend. It's just...I've never seen that happen before when I tried to help someone."

Lokien: "Ah, none taken", he responds to Jonias apology.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses near the gate, trying to discern the source of the whirring.

Wolfe: "We're in the realm of strange shit going on, Euron. Best to just keep moving along."

Westra Goldbrook: "She seems more at peace now than I have seen her since meeting her," Westra pointed out to Euron. "It did happen strangely, but rest assured that you have helped her."

Dr Catriona:  ((SIMs 3 : Oh Shit Spellplague))

Wolfe: "Only cause she's asleep and not being a mouthy little bitch."

Westra Goldbrook: "Small victories, Wolfe."

Dr Catriona:  "There is the forge."

Euron Sand: Euron couldn't help smiling at that. "Point taken, Captain."

Lokien: Looks to Doctor Wicker with distaste and raises a brow, unsure of her seriousness.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias makes note of this unknown entry into the town.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra heads for the blacksmith's door.

Wolfe: Wolfe follows Westra's lead, carrying Lyla along.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonais follows the others and watches how they deal with the child.

Dungeon Lord: A stout girthy fellow sweats profusely and beats a long piece of steel at the forge next to the house. The monotonous hammering seems to lull your senses as he continues to punish the metal with his hammer.

Lokien: Lokien follows in tow.

Westra Goldbrook: "Pardon me. Stolheim?" Westra interrupts, once inside.

Stoheim: "Oy! What can I do for ye?" He says as he gives the blade a couple more hits before squelching it in a nearby bucket and setting it back atop the anvil. The man turns to face the group, his heavy beard bellows down to his chest and the moisture of work continues to roll off his bald head.

Dr Catriona:  The pearl blonde scientist looks over the smithy through spectacle shielded eyes with muted interest.
She cant imagine a group of weirdos carrying a smaller unconscious weirdo is all that appealing to the Blacksmith.

Lokien: Lokien looks around the town, having little business involved with the Blacksmith. He then suddenly realizes that Euron has not joined the group and walks back towards him.
Approaching Euron he says, "Are you coming, friend?"

Jonias Siannodel: "Stoheim, good day. these folks have found something that may be yours." the elf says to the smith.

Stoheim: "Oh...YOU're back." He says with a bit of trepidation to Wolfe before seeing the small child in his arm. "What are ye lot doing? What did you do to this child?"

Dr Catriona:  ((what if he just ran like he just got outed on Maury))

Euron Sand: "Oh, yes. Sorry. I'm coming." Euron said, pausing in his prayer to come and join the group."

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls back the blanket over Lyla's head, looking straight at the man. "This little girl says you're her father."

Westra Goldbrook: "I am Westra Goldbrook, of Neverwinter. My associates and I," she said, gesturing to the others, "serve as the Watch, and seek to aid the people here." She stops at his comment to Wolfe, and looks at the half-orc, uncertain. "You've met?"

Dr Catriona:  She wanders in the proximity about the smith, surely to be the last one swallowed whole when Lyla awakens and transforms into Boa Constrictor, Giant.

Stoheim: He looks at Wolfe with anger. "My Lyla is dead you son-of....." His eyes squint at the unconscious body. "I...." He looks up to the others, bafflement clear in his face. "She is dead...what devilry do you seek to bring here?!" He backs up and grabs his hammer.

Wolfe: "Careful, friend, you're gonna lose that arm if you think to swing at me with that hammer."
"She was with a giant werebear, called him Tibbers."
"Third time we've ran into her up here."

Lokien: Lokien, noticing the smith grab his hammer, unshoulders his bow in warning.

Westra Goldbrook: "We believe she may have been abducted by the same person responsible for the strange werewolf activity of late," Westra said, trying to reinforce some calm in the moment.

Stoheim: He holds out his hammer at each of them in turn. "What witchcraft do you bring to this town? That looks of my Lyla, but it cannot be. Torm help me, what is this?"

Euron Sand: "We speak true, friend." Euron said, attempting to calm the man.

Wolfe: "How are you so sure she's dead?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Did you see Lyla perish? Or did she disappear?"

Lokien: Seeing only despair in the man's actions, he chooses to reshoulder his weapon.

Stoheim: "I...we......she....." He looks back to the girl and chokes up a bit. "She always played down by the river, then one day, when the werewolves started appearing near town, she disappeared. That was months ago, no child could live so long alone with all those monsters. But....how could you know?"

Westra Goldbrook: "She told us. We believe she was cursed with lycanthropy herself. Father Euron has abjured her."
"Though we are not certain about the details of what she has been through," she admitted, with a shake of her head.

Wolfe: "Her hair and skin color changed after he cured her of Lycanthropy."
He pulls the blanket back more to reveal more of her face.

Stoheim: He takes a step towards the girl then seems to catch himself and regains his composure. "It can't be! This is a trick! What do you want?!"

Euron Sand: "This is not a trick. We have nothing to gain by doing such a thing." Euron said.

Westra Goldbrook: "Was your Lyla silver-haired, like so?" she asked, gesturing to the child. "We have no desire to trick you. We only seek answers. We are trying to understand what's happened."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias steps forward, lurching slightly as though he was nudged. The elf gracefully recovers his stride, "It's true Stoheim. I was out on one of my excursions when I stumbled upon werewolves lead by this girl, in their form, fighting some other large beasts. This girl transformed as she is after the priest cast his spell."

Stoheim: He looks to Euron then his eyes drift back to the little girl. "Lyla." He mouths inaudibly."No, she has hair black as night."

Dr Catriona:  Doctor Wicker physically shirks at a random pair of chickens that wander too close to her, apparently having been given free-roam rights.

Lokien: Lokien quirks an eyebrow at the Smith's response, totally confused.

Stoheim: He looked to each of you in turn then tears begin to flow from his face as he moves towards Wolfe with zest.

Westra Goldbrook: "She also demanded that we not return her here," Westra said, a brow lifting as the smith moved forward. "She said she was beaten, and did not wish to return to that suffering. I can only hope this was a case of a child inventing stories."
..she says, her tone leading as though inviting the smith's comment.

Wolfe: Wolfe just slowly shakes his head at the man, not letting him touch the girl yet.

Lokien: Lokien unshoulders his bow again at this sudden action by the Smith.

Stoheim: He stops next to Wolfe a bit confused and looks to Westra. "No more than is necessary. All children require disciple as I am sure a soldier of your caliber is aware. They must learn respect."

Wolfe: "She said you punched her in the face."
"I've a daughter of my own; I understand discipline. Cuffing a girl in the mouth is another matter."

Stoheim: His brow furrows a bit. "She can be mouthy, just like her mother was."

Westra Goldbrook: Angry intensifies.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at the blacksmith.

Euron Sand: Helm's displeasure is evident in Euron's glare.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra steps forward, putting herself squarely between Wolfe and the smith.
"I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your daughter, friend."

Lokien: Lokien takes note of Westra's composure.

Dr Catriona:  ((Thats not the norm))

Stoheim: The mixed emotions of anger and confusion coalesce together on the blacksmith's face. "What? Stand aside!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Where is Lyla's mother?"

Dr Catriona:  She half expected to see the guys legs dangling over the rim of the smelter

Stoheim: "She is dead!" He nearly screams in her face.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does not so much as blink, but maintains a steely stare at the smith, despite his outburst. "How? When?"

Lokien: "We gathered that from your tone and use of 'was'. Be more descriptive."

Stoheim: "She died of the pox five years ago. " He says as he trys to move around Westra and get to Lyla.

Dr Catriona:  "Uh, Friends. Perhaps Mister Baldarich should be alerted to this um... matter."

Stoheim: 29

Wolfe: "Yeah, good idea, Cat. Go get him." Wolfe holds his ground.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves to remain in the man's path.

Eric: "Stoheim! What is going on here? What is with all the shouting?" The two bridge guards approach. Everyone except Lokien will recognize the pair. "You lot aren't causing trouble are you?"

Wolfe: "We found the man's dead daughter." Wolfe says back toward the guard without turning from the man.

Stoheim: "Eric! These vagrants found Lyla! But they are holding her hostage!" He tries to move around Westra again. "Give me her!"

Dr Catriona:  Catriona watches the kerfuffle gain the attention of tweedle dee and dum, though she does not come to a stop until she reaches the professor's door. She assumes he has a doorbell of a sort, because what respectable tinkerer wouldnt.

Westra Goldbrook: "Yet he has admitted that he beat the child, and so we are reluctant to leave her in his care. For her safety, and for his," Westra adds.

Wolfe: "She ain't going nowhere, friend. Calm yourself down." Wolfe empathizes with the man some, having a daughter himself that he's searching for, but the circumstances need to be cleared up and some discipline set out.

Eric: "Seven hells," He looks to the other guard who runs off in the direction of the other bridge. "Let's all just settle down everyone."

Baldarich: "Class is in session! You know we are not....Oh, its you."

Dr Catriona:  "Sorry to disturb you, Professor, but I believe there is a situation that will need your oversight and input."

Wolfe: "Nine." He says in correction to Eric. "There's nine hells."

Euron Sand: Euron looks around, making sure that the guards aren't showing up here to start a fight with the Watch. The last thing they need to be doing is having disagreements with the city guard.

Eric: His eyebrows raise. "That true Stohiem?"

Lokien: Looks around in confusion from the interesting conversation unfolding.

Dungeon Lord: It seems most of the town is now watching the commotion. Including all four guards.

Stoheim: "No! I don't beat her, children need disciple! You know her, she is a mouthy little shit sometimes."

Dr Catriona:  . o O ( He isn't entirely incorrect... )

Wolfe: "Yeah."

Westra Goldbrook: "Shall we have a demonstration, then?" Westra asks. "Show me."

Wolfe: "She is."
Wolfe sighs.

Eric: He raises his eyebrows.

Westra Goldbrook: "Say I've mouthed off to you. I am your seven year old child. 'Discipline' me."

Stoheim: "I....what?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Show. Me."

Wolfe: Wolfe gives the girl in his arms a little shake. "Wake up you little shit." He mutters under his breath.

Westra Goldbrook: "What's the matter?"

Lyla: "Five more minutes Daddy....." She mutters, and snuggles up to Wolfe.

Westra Goldbrook: "Surely if it's something you can spend on a child, it should not harm a full grown woman."

Wolfe: Sighing the Samurai looks around for a bench or something to sit down at.

Baldarich: "What in the maker's world is going on..." He stands out on the porch with Cat.

Dr Catriona:  "Creepy children and creepy fathers causing trouble, as always."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra doesn't let up her stare at Stolheim. "The good smith here was just about to show us just how he disciplined his child before she was abducted."

Stoheim: He looks at Westra annoyed by her goading. "Alright...." He gives Eric a look and the guard shrugs.

Lokien: Notes the increasing intensity in the current situation and shoulders his weapon. "You're right, smith. Children do need discipline."

Dr Catriona:  "The girl is a cured lycanthrope but took on some strange qualities as a result. I imagine you would want to take a look." she says to Baldarich.

Lokien: "Did you say you punched her in the face?"

Stoheim: 2
He backhands Westra in the jaw.

Lokien: Lokien sighs.

Dr Catriona:  "Tarnation..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra immediately returns the backhand, just as hard.

Stoheim: All the guards move closer.

Wolfe: Wolfe just sighs.

Euron Sand: Euron looks at the guards. "Gentlemen, don't."

Lokien: Lokien turns to the guards. "Easy friends. Its just a conversation."

Stoheim: Westra smacks the smith and knocks him on his ass, he lays there, stunned for a moment.

Eric: "Lady Goldbrook. I believe your point is taken."

Lokien: Scoffs a bit at the smith. "Seems like someone learned some respect", he mutters under his breath.

Westra Goldbrook: "What's the matter?" Westra grumbles, pausing to wipe the blood from where he'd split her lip. "Didn't your seven-year-old hit back?"

Wolfe: Wolfe looks for the bench?
He goes and sits down with the pain in the ass werewolf girl in his lap.

Lyla: She rustles away from all the commotion. "Ahhh! Let me go you big dummy!"

Westra Goldbrook: If he remains on the floor, Westra then sinks to a crouch before him. "I don't yet know what will happen to this child. Where she will go or who will care for her. But I do know that you should consider that any hand you lay on her in the future will be returned to you."

Euron Sand: Euron keeps his eye on the guards, because they look like the kind of fools who would defend the wrong person in a situation like this.

Lyla: "DUMMY DUMMY DUMMY!" She punches at Wolfe.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs as she punches at him with her feeble seven-year old strength against his armor. "I am starting to see why he smacked you in the mouth."

Lokien: "Girl! Is this your father?" Lokien points to the Smith.

Stoheim: He still looks too stunned to really process her statement, but the fear in his eyes do tell her she has been heard.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods towards Stoheim. "Westra just laid out your pops."

Lyla: "You big meanie! You promised!!!!" She smacks him with all her might. "LIAR LIAR!"

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at the little girl. He then lifts one hand up and flicks her ear hard.

Wolfe: "Be quiet."

Lyla: "Ow!" She scowls at him and grabs her ear.
"Let me go!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs and pushes to her feet. She turns and looks to Baldarich and the others.
"Well. What now?"

Baldarich: "Is that....Lyla?"

Wolfe: "Yes, this little loud shit is Lyla."

Wolfe: "We turned her back from being a Werewolf -- we think. She changed her hair and skin after Euron used Helm's magic on her."

Baldarich: "Oh sweet Girl! Where have you been?" Nothing but happiness in his voice.

Lyla: "Hi Professor Baldarich! I went on an ADVENTURE!"

Wolfe: Wolfe lets Lyla go now that Baldarich is approaching to be the friendly figure.

Baldarich: "Oh did you? You must come and tell me about it!" His eyes flip to Wolfe.

Wolfe: "You might wanna try to get as many details as possible." He nods to the girl, seeming very tired all at once. "She's had a long few weeks. We ran into her back west in a haunted house, kind of."

Baldarich: "Perplexing. Are these types of effects normal with the removal of lycanthropy through holy magics?"

Wolfe: "No."

Euron Sand: Euron is not fully certain what's happening now, but it appears Westra's point got across. That was the important thing.

Wolfe: "That's what we're confused about."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra snorted in wry amusement, thinking that she'd have snow-white hair if curse removal did that.

Wolfe: "Euron's removed Lycanthropy a couple times now, but it never had the subject scream like a banshee and change hair and skin color afterward."

Dungeon Lord: The guards take Stoheim into his home and leave him there before returning to their posts.

Dr Catriona:  Catriona investigates the now unmanned Blacksmith's Shop.

Baldarich: "Most intriguing. Perhaps I can run some tests. Why don't you go inside and say hello to the other children my dear?"

Lyla: "No! They are meanies!"

Baldarich: "OK, go in my study and see if you can put together that flying gizmo you like to play with." He says not missing a beat.

Lyla: "OK! It will fly for sure this time!" She runs off into the house.

Dr Catriona:  When the gearl is out of earshot, Catriona says.. "Doubtful."

Dungeon Lord: Cat finds a rather mundane forge and tools. There are a couple daggers, swords, and shields of not impressive quality along the walls.

Dr Catriona:  *girl

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs, and folds her arm, glad to be rid of the noisy little beast.

Baldarich: "How in the heavens did you find her alive? She has been missing for nearly half an orbital cycle."

Westra Goldbrook: "Jonias, while scouting the areas around the town, did you happen to come across anything that seemed like it might lead underground?"

Wolfe: "We nearly didn't. She's tried to kill us twice now."

Jonias Siannodel:

Baldarich: "Kill? A small child? Even as a lycanthrope I would image that would not be much of a challenge."

Jonias Siannodel: "Well there is a cave south of town. I was searching the area near it before the attack broke out."

Wolfe: Wolfe squints and leans closer to Baldarich. "You ever fight a werewolf, professor?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses her conversation with Jonias to shoot an unamused look at Baldarich. "Fought many lycanthropes, have you?"

Baldarich: "I wouldn't have considered she would have survived a bite, to be frank, there isn't much meat on her bones. A single beast should have consumed her more than enough to cause her demise."
"No, my knowledge is merely theoretical." He seems confused. "Why do you ask?"

Jonias Siannodel: "I didn't go in there alone before. Just made note of it's location and continued on. I could lead you to it. Would be nice to explore and see if there's anything in it."

Westra Goldbrook: But then she looks back to Jonias and nods. "Excellent. We were looking for that very thing when we were thrown off course."

Wolfe: "I'm starting to get the sense that your entire life is theoretical, professor."
"She had a Werebear with her. She called it Tibbers."
"Do you know what that's about?"

Baldarich: "In a manner of speaking aren't all our lives just that? I didn't take you for a scholar young man!"

Wolfe: Wolfe blinks.
"...Young man?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Very well," Westra agrees, with a nod. She then looks from Jonias back to Baldarich. "Lyla claims her father beat her, and he admitted it. Is there someone in this town who can look after the girl to see that she's not returned to an abusive situation?"

Baldarich: "I believe Tibbers was the name of her stuffed bear she used to carry around. It was all we found when we were searching for her."

Dr Catriona:  "Are you implying that something caused the bear to come to some semblance of life?"

Baldarich: "Oh...I am sure Liliana would love to take in the child." He points to the general store. "I can make sure she is looked after."

Wolfe: "Might be she just had a Werebear around her and called him the name of the stuffed bear."

Baldarich: "That is absurd! Sentience cannot be conferred to inanimate objects without strong magic." He eyes the Doc suspiciously. "Didn't you say you were a scientist?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Excellent. Thank you." She looks to the rest of the Watch. "Jonias said he's found a cave that leads underground, south of the town. Seems like that would correspond with the map Mr. Baldarich showed us."
"I need a moment to pray and restore myself after the last altercations. Afterwards, I suggest we seek out this cave before night falls."

Dr Catriona:  She squints some at Baldarich.

Wolfe: Getting to his feet, Wolfe grunts in some aggravation.

Wolfe: "I'm going to go talk to Stoheim."
"Tell us whatever you find out after you do your tests, Professor."

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona:  "Um.. " she looks to Jonias and Lokien "A word of... um advice... if you want your weapons to properly affect lycanthropes, they will need to be silver or enchanted..."

Wolfe: Wolfe then walks over to the Blacksmith's shop.

Baldarich: "Good luck searching for this cave. I should get back to my students."

Jonias Siannodel: "Well ahead of you Captain," the elf says with a smile as he drew his silvered elven blades.

Wolfe: "Stoheim." Wolfe calls out to the man and approaches him in his shop.

Stoheim: "WHAT?" He says holding his head.

Lokien: Knocks an arrow and looks to Doctor Wicker. "It's all kinds of magical."

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls up a stool across from the man as he holds his head.

Westra Goldbrook: "That's quite the weapon," Westra says, eyeing Lokien's bow while he shows it to Cat.

Wolfe: "I'm a father myself, and I want you to listen to me for a minute here through your headache."

Dr Catriona:  Her eyebrows raise some at the man's unusual bow. I mean.. guns < bows, though.

Lokien: "Indeed it is", he responds to Westra.

Jonias Siannodel: Captain = Doctor

Euron Sand: Euron watches Wolfe talk to the Blacksmith, still silently furious that the man beat his child, and probably his wife.

Wolfe: "You have a second chance with your daughter, right now. The one you thought was dead." His eyes are focused intently on the man, his voice somber and serious.

Stoheim: The man scowls and meets Wolfe's gaze, but his demeanor softens as Wolfe goes on.

Wolfe: "She's turned into a mean little thing, in no small part because you decided to teach her discipline through force."
"She's lost her mother and she nearly lost her future because she got turned into a Werewolf."

Dr Catriona:  "It looks like you are well equipped then... it would have been... challenging to find silver weapons in a village this size, I assume." she remarks.

Wolfe: "She's got a hard road ahead. You're a blacksmith -- you know that more than fire and a hammer's needed to make a good blade; It needs attention, care, undivided focus."
"Be her father, not her disciplinarian."

Lokien: "You may be right. I would have imagined this town to be better equipped for those beasts though. Perhaps thats the cause of the shortage?"

Stoheim: He rubs the very large and bloody knot on his cheek and nods to Wolfe, though he says nothing.

Dr Catriona:  "I assume Silver is too expensive for a place such as this."

Wolfe: "An apology goes a long way. No father is perfect, and no-one gets it right the first time."

Jonias Siannodel: "I had to melt down a good amount of my own silver. The blacksmith here isn't the best but good enough to apply the metal.

Wolfe: He exhales and slowly gets to his feet.
"Westra wasn't lying, by the way."
"If you cuff your girl in the mouth again, she's going to come back and knock out all your teeth."

Stoheim: He continues to not speak but his eyes say enough for the half-orc.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly and he pats the man's shoulder.
"Good luck."
You're gonna need it, with that little shit. He thinks to himself as he turns and walks out the door.

Dr Catriona:  "Um.. agreed. He should spend more time striking the steel on his anvil than his own kin."

Jonias Siannodel: "All too true good doctor."

Wolfe: Wolfe walks back to the others outside of the shop.

Dr Catriona:  "Um.. Mister Wolfe, is he in one piece?"

Wolfe: "Yeah, of course he is."
The Half-Orc raises an eyebrow at Doctor Wicker. "Why wouldn't he be?"

Dr Catriona:  "I don't know... frontier justice!"
She shrugs

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stands from where she's been resting.

Wolfe: "You ever see me kill someone cause I felt like it?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Is everyone prepared to head out?"

Dr Catriona:  "No. I didnt..."
"Sorry.. I thought maybe like a broken arm or branding a phallus on his forehead or something."

Lokien: Nods to Westra.

Jonias Siannodel: "I'm ready to go when you all are."

Dr Catriona:  "That is what they do in the penny novels."

Wolfe: "Hah." Wolfe gives a soft chuckle. "No. I just gave him a little talk. Reminded him how lucky he is to have a second chance at being a father."
"I'm ready, Westra." He says without turning to her.

Dr Catriona:  (its in the REX maybe?)

Lokien: Looses an arrow at the door into the Blacksmith's door.
"Just a friendly reminder." He shrugs.

Dr Catriona:  She raises her eyebrows. Okay to the cave then...

Dungeon Lord: The group is able to find the cave easily with Jonais's recollection of the area. Upon passing the battlefield still littered with corpses, Wolfe is able to pick up the monstrous path the behirs carved in the landscape. They find the cavern seems to be where the two beasts emerged. The fifteen foot opening descends quickly into darkness, the heavy gouges made from the beast's claws flowing down the stone floor into the darkness.

Dr Catriona: "So the large creatures came from in here?" she says with a voice lowered in volume.

Lokien: "It's pretty dark in here..."

Wolfe: "Well." Wolfe exhales as he slowly draws his dai-katana. "This is more what I'm used to."

Jonias Siannodel: "Glad I chose not to explore it alone"
"Do you want me to look ahead while the rest of you adjust your eyes to torchlight?

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls the torch from her pack and lights it to get a better look at the surroundings.

Dungeon Lord: As you begin your descent into the cavern, the floor is scratched and scuffed by centuries of traffic, clear to anyone with a bit of survival knowledge that this cavern has been the home to multiple creatures with massive claws. Faded stonework and steps tell of a time when this cavern was not inhabited by beasts, but of something more refined and elegant.

Jonias Siannodel:
The elf examines the stone work undamaged by claw marks to see if he can make out it's origin.
"Interesting... A Nundarian temple this far inland..."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves carefully forward, listening as Jonias explains the significance of the walls.

Dr Catriona:  "It doesn't sound like this is one of those pleasant temples with the fountains and singalongs..."

Wolfe: "What's a Nundarian temple?" Wolfe asks as he moves forward.

Jonias Siannodel: The elf looks towards the others as he reaches up to his shoulders, "Before every gets spooked, this is Beryillium." Appearing on his shoulder is a tiny reddish-copper dragon.
"Elves from more aquatic areas of Faerun"

Jonias Siannodel: The elf hold up his hand, motioning to the others to stop. He motions for silence and points to his ears, indicating to the others to listen.

Dungeon Lord: More well worn ruins adorn the walls in this room.

Jonias Siannodel: "Bery, take a look at these ruins while we search deal with whatever is ahead," the elf whispers in draconic to his familiar.

Dungeon Lord: A soft chittering can be heard from the room ahead as the group stops to listen.
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on July 11, 2018, 08:37:38 PM
Session 38

Wolfe: From the letters to a Shogun from the man they call “Wolfe”
*To the Honorable Shogun Shiro no Ishimoto,
It has been five years, two weeks, and eighteen days since you discharged me with my mission to retrieve Serafina no Masamune to face justice for the crime of your niece’s murder. I owe it to you, by the very least due to my oath to you as your kin, to give full accounting of my absence. When I arrived…

Wolfe: ….We returned Layla, the Werewolf Cub, to her village after curing her of the Lycanthropy that plagued her. I felt great relief that Priest Euron Sand’s spell proved true and relieved her of the dire ailment. The Helm Paladin confronted her father for the accusation that he beat the child and soundly thrashed him in the streets as an example to any who would beat their children. After leaving a threat to him to force him to change his ways, we surrendered the child to Professor Baldarich that was mentioned earlier in my account.
I spoke to the child’s father and imparted on him sentiments that you had given me when Serafina was born. I am hopeful that he looks upon this reunion as an opportunity few have to restore his relationship with his daughter; or at the least create a new one.
We continued on to the cave to the south of the village where we assume the Mythal of your people resides, or at least where we believe the mad scientist is searching for it. There we encountered a Chuul where…*

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias holds a hand up motioning to Wolfe to stop.
10
PERCEPTION (8)

Wolfe: Wolfe does not move further up, though Shokan is held at the ready.

Dungeon Lord: The strong smell of rotten meat mixed with the scent of salt water fills your nostrils. One of the crabs crews on something beneath its tentacles.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias slinks back to where the half-orc froze and shares with Wolfe about the crab like creatures ahead.

Lokien: Lokien unshoulders his bow.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra can't see any of this hesitance and continues feeling her way foward

Jonias Siannodel: "Keep your voices low"

Wolfe: "Hey watch out there's monsters ahead." Wolfe says quietly to the blind dumb Human.

Westra Goldbrook: "To be expected, given our luck," Westra replies. "Are we not going to engage them?"

Jonias Siannodel: "There may also be another path..." the elf slinks away.

Dr Catriona: (LOL Candle on head PLEASE!)

Westra Goldbrook: "I cannot see anything in this blasted dark," she grumbles. "Father, do you mind?" she asks, turning to Euron

Jonias Siannodel: "If you need light, have it ready,"Jonias says with a quick whisper as he walks past Westra AND AGAIN SHARES THE INFORMATION OF THE CRAB LIKE CREATURES AHEAD.

Dr Catriona: "Aren't crabs small?"
"And delicious?"

Lokien: "I like crab meat."

Jonias Siannodel: The elf looks back and forth between the warrior and the paladin, "Don't either of you usually come up with a plan or do you want me to slip into the room?"

Westra Goldbrook: Having lost Euron in the dark and receiving no answer, Westra pulls out her torch and begins to light it.
"Is there any reason to delay?" she asks, looking to Wolfe

Wolfe: "Naw."
"Go ahead and knock yourself out."
"I'll cover you."

Westra Goldbrook: "Hmph."
"Father, when you're ready."

Dr Catriona: "Am I missing something? Deadly subterranean crustaceans?"
"I can can see if I can fool something in the dark into exposing itself if you like?"

Westra Goldbrook: "How do you mean?"

Dungeon Lord: 17

Dr Catriona: She holds up her small illusion-casting device that looks like an old timey camera.

Westra Goldbrook: "Your ways typically seem odd to me, but they usually produce results," Westra admits. "If you've an idea for how to proceed, please do."

Wolfe: "Doc Mayhem coming through." Wolfe smirks over at Cat with a nod of encouragement.

Dr Catriona: The doctor scuttles forward some and turns a dial on the Phantasmitron 2000, attaching it to the wall. It casts an illusion several feet ahead in the darkness of a drunken looking old dwarf with a silly red hat.

Lokien: "Should we leave the cave?"
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
11
Doctor Wicker
17
Euron Sand
10
Wolfe
5
Jonias
23
Lokien
20

Dr Catriona: (Lol every song playing at once)
(you played Playlist maybe?)
"That should rustle anything that wants to attack intruders." she remarks and adjusts her glasses.

Dungeon Lord: Strange clicking erupts from the next room along with strange gutteral tones unfamiliar to anyone.
Mike: Jonias slips forward, longbow drawn ready to fire a shot at the large crab -like creature, then slip back into the shadows

Dr Catriona: ((name checka))

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias slips forward, longbow drawn ready to fire a shot at the large crab -like creature, then slip back into the shadows

Dr Catriona: (Si)
Mike:
20   11
(150/600)
Longbow (+7)
7
Piercing

Dr Catriona: "Oh that does not sound like your run of the mill crustacean..."

Jonias Siannodel:
Sneak Attack (3d6)
Class: Rogue
rolling 3d6
(5+5+4)= 14
29
STEALTH (10)
((End Turn))

Lokien:
It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Lokien: Lokien hears the arrow rip forward from the elf's longbow and disappear into the darkness, but only hears what may have been shot at."

It is Chuul's turn   

Lokien: Lokien readies his bow to shoot at anything that comes through the doorway.

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Wolfe: "Uh."
"That's pretty damn ugly."

Lokien:
18   16
Sharpshooter (+5)
20
Magic
  4
Slayer's Prey
 
Dr Catriona: "Is it just one?!"

Dungeon Lord:
Pincer
Chuul
Attack: 21 | 13
The target is grappled (escape DC 14) if it is a Large or smaller creature and the chuul doesn't have two other creatures grappled
Damage:
Damage:
12

Westra Goldbrook:
16   15
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
12
Slashing

Dungeon Lord:
Tentacles
Chuul
One creature grappled by the chuul must succeed on a DC 13 Constitution saving throw or be poisoned for 1 minute. Until this poison ends, the target is paralyzed. The target can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success.

Westra Goldbrook:
17   19
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Dr Catriona: ((question, do they just ignore the illusion?))

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "Are there more?!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grunts and shouts at the sudden face full of crab.
And struggles to break its grip

Dr Catriona: ((lol can someone just say yes or no))

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias is hiding, pressed up against the wall remaining quiet and out of the creature's sight while the doctor hollers questions through the cavern.

Dr Catriona: "Botheration."

Dr Catriona: She levels her spiderstaff and activates the Web, anchoring it onto the Chull and more specifically that bottleneck.
Web
conjuration 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Target: Each creature that starts its turn in the webs or that enters them during its turn
Components: V, S, M (A bit of spiderweb)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 hour
You conjure a mass of thick, sticky webbing at a point of your choice within range. The webs fill a 20-foot cube from that point for the duration. The webs are difficult terrain and lightly obscure their area.

If the webs aren't anchored between two solid masses (such as walls or trees) or layered across a floor, wall, or ceiling, the conjured web collapses on itself, and the spell ends at the start of your next turn. Webs layered over a flat surface have a depth of 5 feet.

Each creature that starts its turn in the webs or that enters them during its turn must make a Dexterity saving throw. On a failed save, the creature is restrained as long as it remains in the webs or until it breaks free.

A creature restrained by the webs can use its actions to make a Strength check against your spell save DC. If it succeeds, it is no longer restrained.

The webs are flammable. Any 5-foot cube of webs exposed to fire burns away in 1 round, dealing 2d4 fire damage to any creature that starts its turn in the fire.
(So it will affect the chuul next round)

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:
13   15
ATHLETICS (7)
Westra struggles against the beast, but is unable to pry its claws off of her. Frustrated, she hefts her halberd overhead and THWACKS down at the beast.
15   16
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
9
Slashing
21   24
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
10
Slashing

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dungeon Lord:
DC16
Dexterity Save
2
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame
Dexterity
Chuul
Ability: 10 | 17

Westra Goldbrook: She then utters a prayer under her breath, begging for his protection while she struggled.

It is Marlew's turn   

Dungeon Lord: The clang of metal on stone echos off the cavern walls from the doorway where the crab appeared, followed by more strange speaking.

It is Chuul's turn   

Dr Catriona: ((no the staff has its own))

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Chuul
Ability: 4 | 3

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr Catriona: "There ARE more!"

Wolfe: "Good, we wouldn't want to be bored would we!?"
Wolfe steps forward and delivers a couple quick slashes at the Chuul in front of him. "Buy the lady lunch first."
13
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
13
slashing
16
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing

It is Chuul's turn   

It is Marlew's turn   

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias Siannodel: Seeing the door under control, Jonias steps out for the rocky shadows and lets loose another arrow.
24   26
(150/600)
Longbow (+7)
10
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(1+4+5)= 10

Dungeon Lord: Westra is dropped to the ground.

Jonias Siannodel: The elf sauntered past Wolfe, Westra, and Lokien, firing his arrow without a look above the paladin's head into its tentacled maw.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grunts as she hits the ground.

Jonias Siannodel: The elf gave a wink to the doctor, "There is now one fewer than before."

Wolfe: "Good job, Jonias!"

Dr Catriona: "The exoskeleton is breachable by sufficient force."

Jonias Siannodel: ((end turn))

It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Lokien: Lokien looks around the room and spots a torch. Then proceeds to lighting it.

Lokien:
20   6
Sharpshooter (+5)
19
Magic
  2
Slayer's Prey
 
It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Lokien: ((Note to self... ignore GM in Discord))

Dr Catriona: Catriona will move past the others, and they can feel a rush of heat wafting from her form, eyes glowing a firey blue.
She clicks the igniters in her palms and coalesces a burning blue sphere, and pushes it forward into the room.
A warbling IMPLOSION rattles the cage as she detonates it.
Detonation
evocation 3
Casting Time: One action
Range: 120 ft
Target: 20 ft radius
Components: M (Mastery of Fire)
Duration: Instantaneous
As an action, you create a fiery explosion at a point you can see within 120 feet of you. Each creature in a 20-foot-radius sphere centered on that point must make a CON saving throw DC15, taking 23 fire damage and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

5 psi points spent.
Add +2 damage if fire focused

Dungeon Lord:
Constitution
Chuul
Ability: 10 | 8

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts a hand up to block off the sudden rush of heat and light. He winces as his Darkvision gives him an ultrabright view of the detonation.

Dungeon Lord:
Constitution
Marlew
Ability: 14 | 4

Westra Goldbrook: Westra flinches away from the sudden heat and light, though watches as she can with a sense of quiet awe.

Dr Catriona: (that other thing too
(this is the center)

Westra Goldbrook: The look that follows the doctor after is a little bit... skeptical.

Dr Catriona: (I only see 2 ;P)
(oh nm)
webbing fire 3

Wolfe: He lowers his hand and nods toward Cat behind him. "Is this a life lesson not to get you drunk, Doc?"

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stands up and moves towards the Chuul, intent on trying to end it.
9   14
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
8
Slashing
12   24
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
19   18
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing

Dr Catriona: She whips her hands a few time, attempting to quell the flames that still refuse to die on them.

Jonias Siannodel: "Most impressive, doctor. Not a type of arcana I am familiar with! We must speak more once this exercise is done." the high elf says with a grin.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dungeon Lord:
12
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

It is Marlew's turn   

Dr Catriona: "Uh... thanks. It actually felt like a ..like a good release. " she remarks, awkwardly.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods to the Mystic. "Like I said. A weapon, not a master."

It is Chuul's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Pincer
Chuul
Attack: 15 | 20
The target is grappled (escape DC 14) if it is a Large or smaller creature and the chuul doesn't have two other creatures grappled
Pincer
Chuul
Attack: 13 | 26
The target is grappled (escape DC 14) if it is a Large or smaller creature and the chuul doesn't have two other creatures grappled

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Lokien: Lokien makes note of the awkward conversation between Wolfe and the Doctor.

Wolfe: Wolfe has no desire to get burned up, thanks. He puts Shokan away and draws a pair of hand axes.
28
20/40
Hand Axe (+8)
Wolfe
9 + 11
slashing
19
20/40
Hand Axe (+8)
Wolfe
9
slashing

Dr Catriona: (webbing dies at end of the round anyway)

It is Chuul's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Chuul
Ability: 8 | 20

Dr Catriona: ((it kills its friend out of mercy!))

Wolfe: Wolfe launches two hand axes through the air like a master tomahawk hurler. One strikes dead center in the Chuul's chitin skull, protruding from its skull as the other cuts off a bit of its exoskeleton.

Dungeon Lord: One crab runs into the other.

It is Marlew's turn   

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dr Catriona: "That webbing will not hold much longer!" she alerts everyone.

Jonias Siannodel:
18   26
(150/600)
Longbow (+7)
11
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(4+6+1)= 11

Dr Catriona: ((Jonias -- Achievement Unlocked: "Entered This Cave and all I Got was these Crabs!"

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias again slips an arrow into the tentacled maw of the beast. He smiles over his shoulder at the others with excitement as he races forward into the shadows.
((end turn))

It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Dr Catriona: (web dies)

Jonias Siannodel:
17
STEALTH (10)

Lokien:
16   8
Sharpshooter (+5)
23
Magic
  3
Slayer's Prey
 
It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: Her wrist igniters click another bit of blue fire into her palms and she ejects a jet of spiraling flame towards that Chuul.
25
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.
14
Fire

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Dr Catriona: The the blue light strobes against the dark cavern walls before the animalistic screeches of pain follow.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra flinches again as jets of blue flame suddenly fly by her. She casts a wary glance to the doctor, making sure no other flames were coming for the moment, and then headed after the remaining Chuul.

Dr Catriona: "Careful captain!"

Dungeon Lord:
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 8 | 7
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 21 | 14
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Damage: 13piercing
Strength
Marlew
Ability: 6 | 11

Westra Goldbrook:
15   22
STRENGTH (4)
Westra steps through the narrowing threshold and gets harpooned for her trouble. She grunts, shoves the weapon away, and scowls at the responsible beast.
11   21
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
7
Slashing
16   15
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
16   22
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
14
Slashing

Dungeon Lord: A spear strikes the Captain's chain mail a heavy chain attached to the hilt, the amphibious creature attempts to pull her into the room but she shrugs off its weak attempt to break her battle stance.

Dr Catriona: "Lets not let this bottleneck turn to their advantage."

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: ((thats what she said))
Gavin:
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.

Euron Sand:
7
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

It is Marlew's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 12 | 25
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe draws Shokan and moves forward with blade in hand.
"Pardon, Princess." Wolfe shoves past Westra.
He then slashes at the Chuul.

Euron Sand: ((title of your sex tape)

Wolfe:
23
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
12
slashing
17
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
16
slashing
28
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing

Dungeon Lord:
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 9 | 20
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.

It is Marlew's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe decapitates the Chuul and then quickly cuts the first Marlew in half with a quick two-handed slash.
He then deflects the harpoon with Shokan with ease.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dungeon Lord: The speear flies by Wolfe and quickly is pulled back by the beast.

Lokien: ((Does movement count as an action? >_>))

Dr Catriona: ((Cover))

Euron Sand: Euron only stare in open-mouthed shock as Wolfe destroys their enemies and then cuts a harpoon out of the air in several quick moves.

Lokien: ((Ok))

Jonias Siannodel:
9   22
(150/600)
Longbow (+7)
12
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(2+4+6)= 12

It is Lokien's turn   
Lokien

Lokien: Lokien move sup to use Westra's light.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias walks out from the shadows behind Westra. "Did I hear Wolfe correctly? Are you indeed a princess?"

Lokien: Then prepares his bow for when something shows itself from the darkness.

Wolfe: "Yep." Wolfe says over his shoulder. "Princess of Neverwinter."

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Jonias Siannodel: He then fires an arrow at the Marlew before return his eyes to the paladin.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gives a beleaguered sigh.
"No."
"He is just an imbecile."

Dungeon Lord: A loud torrent of sounds resonate from the upper ledge where the creature retreated, it seems to be speaking.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias looks ever so slightly disappointed, "But nobility nonetheless."
8
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Dr Catriona: She hurls her jet streams but trips in the process and stumbles, almost hitting someone friendly. Graceful she is not.
"Oops!"
"Sorry..."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias touches the tips of his ears checking to see if they were singed.

Westra Goldbrook:
22   19
ATHLETICS (7)

Dr Catriona: ((you have a pole! if you know what I mean))

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rushes forward and vaults up onto the ledge where the monster is cowering. She growls and slashes viciously at the beast.
22   25
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing

Dr Catriona: Catriona 's expression shows astonishment like some little girl watching the Wonder Woman movie for the first time.

Westra Goldbrook:
22   21
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
14   24
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
10
Slashing

Lokien: "It has gotten increasingly darker in here., don't you think Doctor?"

Westra Goldbrook: It falls in a pile of bloody pieces.
Westra turns, afterwards, and snaps her halberd to one side, flinging a long streak of blood free of the blade. "Is everyone alright?"

Dr Catriona: "Stars and garters."

Westra Goldbrook: She squints as she looks over the ledge, making sure there's nothing up there of interest

Dr Catriona: ((she asked if everyone is alright. -DRINK!-))

Wolfe: "I'm doing my best Cat impersonation of not getting hit."

Westra Goldbrook: and if not, she then hops down to ground level again

Jonias Siannodel: "Well I'm impressed," said the elf matter of factly

Wolfe: He retrieves his hand-axes after cleaning off his katana and sheathing it.
"Nice shooting Jonias, Lokien." He nods to the two bow users.

Dr Catriona: ...

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, well done, all," she agrees with a nod.

Dr Catriona: She does inspect the Chuuls after the excitement ceases.
She collects a loose piece of carapace amidst the carnage.

Dungeon Lord: The cave opens into a huge cavern with hanging stalagmites taller than men. A massive pool of water swirls in the center of this chamber, nearly deafing your and making all sound less than a yell lost to the massive chamber's echoing. The water seemingly flows down into the depths of same massive hole, an old bridge has broken into the lake to the north.

Jonias Siannodel: The elf waves his hands at the compliments, thankful, but not wanting the accolades.

Dr Catriona: "These crustaceans are massive." she remarks during collection.

Jonias Siannodel:
11
WISDOM SAVE (2)

Wolfe: "They eat people by the looks." Wolfe follows after the others, keeping his eyes peeled while the Humans use their light spells to see.

Dr Catriona: "Not any longer."

Jonias Siannodel:
Fey Ancestry (Charm Advantage)
Racial: Elf
3
WISDOM SAVE (2)

Dr Catriona: The loud aquatic system draws her interest and she ambles over after the others.

Wolfe: "Yeah, we put a stop to these ones."

Euron Sand: Euron can't even hear himself think, let alone hear anyone else.

Westra Goldbrook:
16   7
WISDOM SAVE (5)

Dr Catriona: ((FYI, did Jonias add Westras Aura to his Save))

Jonias Siannodel: "We did not know it was your sanctum" the elf answered aloud seemingly tohimself

Westra Goldbrook: Westra arches a brow. "To whom are you speaking?" she asks Jonias

Euron Sand: Euron looks around for anything else that could help them continue on their path. He moves forward, trying to get a better view of the area.

Jonias Siannodel: "My Master, the Almighty Grllbthh."

Lokien: Lokien runs his hand along a nearby stalagmite.

Westra Goldbrook: "The... who?" she asks, approaching the elf

Jonias Siannodel: "My Master, the Almighty Grllbthh."

Dungeon Lord: 1

Jonias Siannodel: The elf repeats.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves a little bit closer. "That doesn't sound right..."

Westra Goldbrook: "Jonias, who is Grillbthh?"

Dungeon Lord: A spear flies out of the water moving towards Westra.
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 22 | 22
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Damage: 14piercing

Westra Goldbrook: "Ungh!"

Dungeon Lord:
Strength
Marlew
Ability: 8 | 14

Westra Goldbrook:
7   23
STRENGTH SAVE (4)

Wolfe: "Ambush!"
GroupInit:
Euron Sand
5
Wolfe
14
Jonias
20
Lokien
24
Doctor Wicker
19
Westra Goldbrook
5

Lokien: Lokien readies his bow. Looking in the direction the spear came from.

Dungeon Lord: Westra is pulled into the water.
Westra finds herself bother under water.and next to a fish creature.

Lokien:
16   28
Longbow Attack (+10)
9
Magic
  5
Slayer's Prey

Jonias Siannodel: "Yes my master."

Lokien: Lokien looks to Jonias and raises a brow.

Jonias Siannodel:
10
(150/600)
Longbow (+7)
11
Piercing

Dungeon Lord:
Bite
Marlew
Attack: 8 | 26
Claws
Marlew
Attack: 13 | 16

Dungeon Lord: The fish creature attempts to strike Westra but misses.
(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): You can see two more, and a black cloud of something...

Lokien: Lokien sees an arrow comes flying from the Elf and notes the poor shot. "You conniving creature!"
"Maybe if you knew how to USE that bow."

Lokien: Lokien turns towards Jonias and prepares his bow in retaliation. "Did he lure us into a trap!?" He calls out to the party members.

Dr Catriona: "Oh nerts.. the math is 50/50 on this one..." she says and PINCHES her nose.
Transposition
transmutation 2
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: 60 ft
Target: One ally
Components: M (Nomadic Step)
Duration: Instantaneous
If you haven't moved yet on your turn, choose an ally you can see within 60 feet of you. As a bonus action, you and that creature teleport, swapping places, and your speed is reduced to 0 until the end of the turn*. This ability fails and is wasted if either of you can't fit in the destination space.

3 psi points spent.
Theres a warping of the fabric of space, a shower of sparks and through some science madness, Westra is on dry land behind everyone else.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra coughs and heaves, suddenly on all fours on the ledge.

Wolfe: "What the..." Wolfe looks as Westra suddenly appears next to him where Cat once was.

Westra Goldbrook: She blinks and looks around, not understand what's happened, right away.

Wolfe: He then quickly looks back down into the water.

Dr Catriona: And she will then teleport back out.

Westra Goldbrook: "What...?"
"No!"
"Get her out of there!":
"That thing isn't alone!"

Dr Catriona: She spits water,
"Something was talking in my head!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs h eavily, relieved.

Dr Catriona: She looks like a blonde drowned rat.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods at Cat's reappearance, knowing that being a little wet's better than being dead. He turns his focus before him.

Westra Goldbrook: "Thank you, Doctor, though you should not--" she starts to say, but stops at the revelation that someone was trying to influence the doctor.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr Catriona: ((it was a bonus action actually to do the first thing))

Lokien: Looks back over his shoulder towards the commotion behind him.

Dr Catriona:
Step of a Thousand Paces
transmutation 1
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Target: self
Components: M (Nomadic Step)
Duration: Instantaneous
If you haven't moved yet on your turn, you take a bonus action to teleport up to 20 feet per psi point spent to an unoccupied space you can see, and your speed is reduced to 0 until the end of the turn.
Cat's appearing next to Westra seemed to not be fully proper, her image flickers. "Oh I can't... complete-"
And she rubberbands back to previous spot like she has massive lag.
4   18
WISDOM SAVE (2)

Westra Goldbrook: "Helm's light," Westra breathes, watching the strange un-teleporting of the Doc
She pulls herself to her feet. "Wolfe!"

Dr Catriona: Fey ancestry

Dungeon Lord:
Tail
Aboleth
Attack: 13 | 14

Dr Catriona: (Miss)

Wolfe:
10
20/40
Hand Axe (+8)
Wolfe
7
slashing
26
20/40
Hand Axe (+8)
Wolfe
11
slashing
Wolfe throws two hand-axes at the Merlew, hoping he can get them back later, and draws his dai-katana.

Dungeon Lord:
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 13 | 9
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 18 | 23
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Damage: 8piercing
Strength
Marlew
Ability: 15 | 6

Dr Catriona: She sputters again, glasses lost in the chaos. "Danger!" glub cough "Unknown..creature!" she says, treading water.

Lokien:
15   14
STRENGTH SAVE (4)

Dr Catriona: (thats the save)

Euron Sand:
DC16
Dexterity Save
10
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

Dungeon Lord:
Dexterity
Marlew
Ability: 4 | 11

Dr Catriona: "Not ideal!"

Lokien: Lokien suddenly sees all of the creatures.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rushes down to the edge of the water and tries to pull the doctor out.
12   27
ATHLETICS (7)

Lokien: But keeps his bow drawn on Jonias

Dungeon Lord:
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 20 | 21
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.

Dr Catriona: Drowned blonde rat returns! She is dragged out, sloshing about awkwardly..

Dungeon Lord:
Damage: 11piercing
Strength
Marlew
Ability: 11 | 20

Dr Catriona: Then a harpoon punctures her leg. "AH!"
18
STRENGTH SAVE (4)

Wolfe: "Hang on, Cat! We'll get you out of there!"

Dr Catriona: She reaches down and snaps the harpoon free.

Dungeon Lord: Another throws another harpoon at Westra.
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 11 | 21
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.

Westra Goldbrook: Angry once more, Westra slaps the oncoming harpoon away with a growl.

Dr Catriona: "Blasted Nitnosed Butterbellied gasbag!!!" she yells in rage.

Westra Goldbrook: She helps the doctor away from the water's edge.
"There is something massive in the water," she tells the others.

Wolfe: Wolfe had never quite heard those terms come out of Cat before, but they were interesting nonetheless.

Dr Catriona: Her cheeks puff with rapid breathing. "Yes, something that is taking control of minds."

Lokien: He overhears the Doctor and looks back to Jonias in contemplation.

Dr Catriona: "This is some kind of lair."

Lokien:
22   13
Sharpshooter (+5)
18
Magic
  1
Slayer's Prey
Turns his aim towards the Merlew after deciding that Jonias was not himself and looses the arrow as the Merlew breaches the surface of the water. The shot is clean in the throat of the creature as it gurgles into the depths of the current.

Dr Catriona: She holds her bleeding calf, exasperated. "It will probably keep trying to invade our minds."

Jonias Siannodel: "What is thy bidding master?"

Dungeon Lord:
Wisdom
Aboleth
Ability: 14 | 10

Jonias Siannodel:
12
INSIGHT (2)

Wolfe: Wolfe hears a bunch of bullshit in his head, his eyes narrowing in anger as the insidious whispers lure him toward ruin.

Westra Goldbrook: "Jonias! It is trickery! Do not yield to the voice in your head!"

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias ignores all words and tries to grab onto Lokien and toss the ranger in the water.
17
ATHLETICS (0)

Lokien:
22   9
ATHLETICS (4)

Dr Catriona: (whatst hat purple dot?)

Lokien: Lokien notes Jonias lunging towards him and jukes out of the way. Watching the elf miss entirely. "Such terrible aim...", he scoffs.

Dr Catriona: (I got it))
15
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.

Lokien: "Can someone detain him!?"

Dr Catriona: (is that a hit?)
22
Fire
She hurtles a jet of fire as she retreats, lighting up the cavern.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Westra Goldbrook:
19   24
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
11
Slashing

Lokien: "WHAT IS THAT THING?"

Dungeon Lord: 3
Tentacle
Aboleth
Attack: 25 | 20
If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 14 Constitution saving throw or become diseased. The disease has no effect for 1 minute and can be removed by any magic that cures disease. After 1 minute, the diseased creature's skin becomes translucent and slimy, the creature can't regain hit points unless it is underwater, and the disease can be removed only by heal or another disease-curing spell of 6th level or higher. When the creature is outside a body of water, it takes 6 (1d12) acid damage every 10 minutes unless moisture is applied to the skin before 10 minutes have passed

Dr Catriona: "It wants to drag you down!"

Dungeon Lord:
Tentacle
Aboleth
Attack: 22 | 29
If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 14 Constitution saving throw or become diseased. The disease has no effect for 1 minute and can be removed by any magic that cures disease. After 1 minute, the diseased creature's skin becomes translucent and slimy, the creature can't regain hit points unless it is underwater, and the disease can be removed only by heal or another disease-curing spell of 6th level or higher. When the creature is outside a body of water, it takes 6 (1d12) acid damage every 10 minutes unless moisture is applied to the skin before 10 minutes have passed
Tentacle
Aboleth
Attack: 23 | 12
If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 14 Constitution saving throw or become diseased. The disease has no effect for 1 minute and can be removed by any magic that cures disease. After 1 minute, the diseased creature's skin becomes translucent and slimy, the creature can't regain hit points unless it is underwater, and the disease can be removed only by heal or another disease-curing spell of 6th level or higher. When the creature is outside a body of water, it takes 6 (1d12) acid damage every 10 minutes unless moisture is applied to the skin before 10 minutes have passed

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at the monstrous creature appearing out of nowhere.

Jonias Siannodel: "Behold, the Almighty Grllbthh."

Dungeon Lord:
Damage: 13bludgeoning
Damage: 12bludgeoning

Westra Goldbrook:
9   11
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Dungeon Lord:
Damage: 11bludgeoning

Wolfe:
17
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

Lokien:
7   11
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Dungeon Lord: A massive tentacled creature emerges from the swirling pool. A voice fills everyone's head. "Die filth!" And tentacles start flying everywhere!

Wolfe: Wolfe will take a deep breath and focus the fury that is coming to him. Use it as a weapon, do not be a slave to its will he had said to Cat, but he feels its urge now.
"I have never been a slave, and I will not be one now!"
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
10   21
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
19
slashing
28   17
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing

Wolfe: He delivers two quick slashes at the Aboleth with his katana.

Dungeon Lord:
Tail
Aboleth
Attack: 24 | 27
Damage: 16bludgeoning
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 25 | 15
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Damage: 13piercing
Strength
Marlew
Ability: 24 | 20

Westra Goldbrook:
19   23
STRENGTH (4)
glubglub

Dungeon Lord: Another harpoon pulls Westra into the water.
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 26 | 7
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Damage: 12 + 6piercing

Westra Goldbrook: "I've had enough of these forsaken harp--!" Westra starts to shout, before being pulled back into the water

Dungeon Lord:
Strength
Marlew
Ability: 7 | 18

Lokien:
16   17
STRENGTH SAVE (4)
Lokien sees the harpoon come flying out of the water, but is unable to dodge in time and takes the harpoon directly to the knee.

Euron Sand: Euron steps forward, brandishing the Watcher's Eye! "HELM DOES NOT CONSENT TO YOUR TREACHERY!"
Holy light flows from the Eye toward Westra, restoring 25 HP to the Paladin.

Westra Goldbrook:
23   26
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing
8   27
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8 + 3
Bludgeoning
23   21
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing
4
Radiant
Higher Level Cast
9
Radiant
  3
Undead/Fiend
Divine Smite
8
Radiant
Higher Level Cast
12
Radiant
  4
Undead/Fiend
Divine Smite

Jonias Siannodel: "What is thy bidding master?"

Dungeon Lord: Jonias's mind fills with searing pain as his life essence is drained. He takes 15 psychic damage.

Jonias Siannodel:
21
WISDOM SAVE (2)

Dungeon Lord:
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 18 | 17
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Damage: 8piercing
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 13 | 20
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.

Jonias Siannodel: The elf screams out in pain until he is able to clear his head of the abolleths control
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on August 16, 2018, 09:03:29 PM
Session 39

Levinath (GM):
15   20
Longbow Attack (+10)
17   29
Longbow Attack (+10)
7
Magic
  2
Slayer's Prey
13
Magic
  3
Slayer's Prey
 
Wolfe: "We have to put the big squid down, now!"

Jonias:
11
(150/600)
Longbow (+7)
11
Piercing
24
STEALTH (10)

Dr Catriona: The nerdy scientist chews on her lower lip as the realization of how dangerous this Aboleth is settles in. She removes her glasses, blinking some before she she begins to absorb what little ambient light there is around her. The illumination flickers and behind her eyes glow blindingly bright...and she Supergirl Heatvisions™ the Aboleth.

Jonias: Now lucid, Jonias doubles back up the steps past the doctor.
"Pardon me, love." before firing a shot towards the tentacled creature. His mind still fuzzy, the elf's shot goes wide.
The elf shrugs to the doctor as if to say he "tried" before ducking into cover and out of sight of tentacles and harpoons.

Dr Catriona: (silly gif time !)
Image
Radiant Beam
evocation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60'
Target: One creature
Components: M (Mastery of Light/Dark)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, you project a beam of light at one creature you can see within 60 feet of you. The target must make a DEX saving throw DC15. On a failed save, it takes 18 radiant damage and is blinded until your concentration ends. On a successful save, it takes half as much damage.

A blinded target can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success.

You can increase this effect's damage by 1d6 per each additional psi point spent on it.

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Aboleth
Ability: 7 | 16

Dr Catriona: The surge of light blinds the creature!
She covers her eyes, as steam wafts from between her fingers and she ducks back further.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Levinath (GM): 5

Dr Catriona: (what a shitty damage roll)

Wolfe: "NICE!" Wolfe yells out as he sees the beam strike the Aboleth, causing it to yell out in pain and blind fury; though he doesn't see the start of it and how Cat had unleashed the power inside of her.

Levinath (GM):
Tail
Aboleth
Attack: 21 | 11
Tentacle
Aboleth
Attack: 11 | 22
If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 14 Constitution saving throw or become diseased. The disease has no effect for 1 minute and can be removed by any magic that cures disease. After 1 minute, the diseased creature's skin becomes translucent and slimy, the creature can't regain hit points unless it is underwater, and the disease can be removed only by heal or another disease-curing spell of 6th level or higher. When the creature is outside a body of water, it takes 6 (1d12) acid damage every 10 minutes unless moisture is applied to the skin before 10 minutes have passed
Tentacle
Aboleth
Attack: 18 | 26
If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 14 Constitution saving throw or become diseased. The disease has no effect for 1 minute and can be removed by any magic that cures disease. After 1 minute, the diseased creature's skin becomes translucent and slimy, the creature can't regain hit points unless it is underwater, and the disease can be removed only by heal or another disease-curing spell of 6th level or higher. When the creature is outside a body of water, it takes 6 (1d12) acid damage every 10 minutes unless moisture is applied to the skin before 10 minutes have passed
Tentacle
Aboleth
Attack: 23 | 22
If the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 14 Constitution saving throw or become diseased. The disease has no effect for 1 minute and can be removed by any magic that cures disease. After 1 minute, the diseased creature's skin becomes translucent and slimy, the creature can't regain hit points unless it is underwater, and the disease can be removed only by heal or another disease-curing spell of 6th level or higher. When the creature is outside a body of water, it takes 6 (1d12) acid damage every 10 minutes unless moisture is applied to the skin before 10 minutes have passed
Damage: 12bludgeoning
Damage: 17bludgeoning

Wolfe: "No time like the present to get rid of this fuckin' ugly bastard!"

Dr Catriona: (yes dex(

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Aboleth
Ability: 1 | 13

Dr Catriona: (it requires concentration yes)

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
12
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
12
slashing

Dr Catriona: The Aboleth's eyes look to continue to sear and sizzle as the radiation does not diminish.

Wolfe:
25
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing
20   18
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
19
slashing

Dr Catriona: (omg)
(I just wasted a lvl 5 amount of pp lol)

Wolfe: Wolfe delivers a quick pair of cuts to the Aboleth, dispatching it as green goo covers his arms and armor. "GOT IT!" he yells, triumphant.
"That was easier than I thought."

Dr Catriona: "Incorrect!" pipes the doctor from cover.

Levinath (GM): The fish man attacks Westra again!
Bite
Marlew
Attack: 17 | 17
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 9 | 13
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Damage: 11piercing
DC16
Dexterity Save
14
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame
DC16
Dexterity Save
2
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

Levinath (GM):
DC16
Dexterity Save
10
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame
DC16
Dexterity Save
5
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame
DC16
Dexterity Save
12
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

Dr Catriona: (lol arent the diseased people super slimey looking)

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Marlew
Ability: 1 | 10
The northern most Marlew glows underwater and howls in agony as Euron sends holy fire into it.

Westra Goldbrook:
27   24
ATHLETICS (7)

Dr Catriona: ((she was born in the armor, molded by it))

Westra Goldbrook: Relieved to see the Aboleth fall, Westra turns to hack at the remaining fish creatures.
15   8
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
7
Slashing
15   16
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
19   10
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
9
Slashing

Levinath (GM):
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 14 | 26
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Bite
Marlew
Attack: 26 | 22
Damage: 11 + 5piercing
Harpoon
Marlew
Attack: 24 | 25
After striking a target the Marlew may make a contested STR check to pull the target up to 15 feet towards it.
Damage: 10piercing
Strength
Marlew
Ability: 8 | 5

Dr Catriona: (("we arent in danger of dying"))

Wolfe:
18
STRENGTH (5)
Wolfe
While the Harpoon strikes Wolfe in the shoulder, he shoves it off. "Grr. Now you're on my fucking list."

Dr Catriona: ((..whoa... maybe he should be called #Metoo instead of Marle))
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Levinath (GM): Lokien takes aim at the beast Westra is pummeling.
14   20
Longbow Attack (+10)
29   30
Longbow Attack (+10)
14 + 5
Magic
  6 + 6
Slayer's Prey
7 + 1
Magic
  2 + 2
Slayer's Prey
 
Dr Catriona: ((That Hunters Mark is missing btw))

Levinath (GM): His arrows leave the beast limp in the water.

Dr Catriona: "I... assume you've regained your... um.. faculties?" she says as Jonias moves up. Whose he gonna attack? Suspense!

Jonias:
16   10
(150/600)
Longbow (+7)
5
Piercing
Sneak Attack (3d6)
Class: Rogue
rolling 3d6
(1+4+5)= 10
19
STEALTH (10)

Dr Catriona: (lol skipped me)
Blinking hard, she puts her glasses back on to try to focus properly. Veins around her eyes are still slowly dimming as she starts to walk over after seeing Jonias at least attacking the enemy now...
She levels her boomer and takes a pot shot at the creature near Westra, having little gas left in the proverbial tank

Jonias: Jonias slides up once again. Noting the large creature is gone the elf fires at the closest merlew and bolts back into cover.

Dr Catriona:
DC15
Dexterity Save
12
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Marlew
Ability: 1 | 19

Jonias: "Yes, yes, back to myself. Sorry for the temporary lack of control."

Wolfe: Wolfe hops into the water to swing at the Merlew. "Get back and get yourself healed up you fat-headed Princess!"

Dr Catriona: Then she moves back once her contraption launches its flamng blue projectile.

Wolfe:
28
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
18
slashing

Dr Catriona: ((isnt she gonna take damage from the disease on her turn lol)

Wolfe: The Half Orc killsteals again and cuts the Merlew's head off that was harassing Westra.

Dr Catriona: ((oh its out of water))

Wolfe:
14
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
10
slashing
23
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
10
slashing
3

Levinath (GM):
DC16
Dexterity Save
12
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame
Dexterity
Marlew
Ability: 14 | 10
The body lights afire right in front of Wolfe and falls limp.

Wolfe: "Huh."

Wolfe: He looks over his shoulder, figuring it was Cat, but then he sees Euron with the glowing hands. "Nicely done."

Levinath (GM): Westra and Wolfe can easily make it back to shore as they find the whirlpool begins to slow.

Jonias: The din of combat subsided, Jonias slinks back out of the shadows and from behind the rocks.
"My apologies for my actions earlier. They weren't entirely my own."

Westra Goldbrook: Weary now from her wounds and from having fought to stay above water, Westra is particularly relieved to see the last creature fall. She heads for the shore, grim-faced and short of breath.

Wolfe: Getting back to the shore, Wolfe exhales heavily. "Everyone in one piece?" He goes to collect his hand-axes, cleaning both them and his katana of the muck of aberration blood.
"Aboleths are bad news. If they get their tentacles on you they can curse you to the sea - or make you their slaves."

Dr Catriona: The flaxen haired physicist peers around the wall as a stillness takes the area.

Levinath (GM): Euron lays a glowing hand on himself and Lokien, purging the growing slime from their bodies.

Westra Goldbrook: She collapses onto her back in a wet heap, and catches her breath. Wolfe's comments cause her to look over towards him, frowning. "Curse you to the sea?" she asked, unfamiliar with the creature's poisons.

Jonias: "I think he means 'Drag you under'"

Levinath (GM): Westra finds her skin is growing increasingly slimy.

Westra Goldbrook: She watches Euron tending to himself and the archer, and then looks down at herself. She seems to only then notice the same slime coating herself, and she makes a face. "Ugh."

Dr Catriona: "Captain, you do not look well. "

Levinath (GM): A weird goo is quickly being expelled from her pores and a strong urge to get back in the water fills her mind.

Dr Catriona: ((aura didnt help wit dem saves?))

Wolfe: "Hey, you're starting to really look like Neverember's toadie now."

Westra Goldbrook: "This is a curse?" she asked Euron, confused by how appealing the water seemed, considering how it'd just exhausted her.
She spared a moment to shoot Wolfe a dirty look.

Dr Catriona:
18
ARCANA (7)

Jonias: The elf moves away nonchalantly from those exhibiting bouts of slime and moves back out towards the rock outcropping and keeps watch.

Dr Catriona: The doctor kneels by the paladin and attempts to determine this.

Wolfe: "It's a secretion from the Aboleth, they make their minions water bound."

Euron: "It is natural pathogen. A disease."

Westra Goldbrook: But then thought that perhaps getting back into the water would help wash off the slime.

Wolfe: "Well don't just stand there, use some of your fucking holy magic to heal her."

Dr Catriona: "Do you mind if I take a sample?"

Euron: He lays a hand on Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: She paused, torn. "A disease," she repeated.

Wolfe: Wolfe blanches. "Cat. Really?"

Dr Catriona: "Oh.. uh.. sorry...I mean.."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra holds up a hand to stop Euron. "Save your strength, friend. Helm will grant me restoration from disease. I need only a moment to pray. My thanks."
She sits up to her knees and sighs heavily, then does pray.

Euron: The goo seems to dry almost immediately as the spell takes hold from Westra' s magic. Euron watches, his still glowing hand hovering nearby.

Dr Catriona: She edges towards the water some to see if there are any remains that are floating and viable for harvest... for science.

Westra Goldbrook: Once the disease is lifted, Westra furthers her meditation in order to allow Helm's healing magic to heal some of her wounds.

Levinath (GM): The bodies of the creatures have sun down into the pool of water, the doc can make them out, but its a dive.

Westra Goldbrook: She then rolls back to lay flat again with a huff. Gurl is tired.

Wolfe: The Blademaster sighs and turns toward Jonias. "Did that thing say anything to you while it was talking in your head?"

Jonias: "Nothing beyond the desire to command us all as far as i recall"

Wolfe: The Half Orc will settle against a rock and take a deep breath. "I'm here just.. taking a breather." He closes his eyes and takes a little power-nap.

Jonias:
9
ACROBATICS (7)

Dr Catriona: "What... are you doing?" she asks Jonias.

Levinath (GM): Jonias seems unable to set a grappling hook.

Jonias:
20
ACROBATICS (7)

Levinath (GM): The second time finds hold in a hanging rock. Who likes rope swings?

Westra Goldbrook: "Did anyone else hear the creature in their head, or only the elf?" she asked, watching from her prone position

Dr Catriona: Catriona watches Jonias throw ropes until he gets it right.
"I did." she says, turning to face the Captain.

Jonias: The elf remains calm, shaking the cobwebs from his mind as he launches a grappling hook and rope to a stalactite.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded, as though that somehow reassured her.

Levinath (GM): The other two men shake their head in the negative.

Jonias: Once secure the elf realizes that perhaps he too should take a seat and catch his breath.

Westra Goldbrook: "What terrible creatures. I have never faced their ilk before today."

Jonias: "Trust me when i say, I am grateful that thing is dead.I did not enjoy the experience."

Dr Catriona: "One must ask themselves what is such a powerful entity doing at the edge of a small town."

Westra Goldbrook: "Indeed. Why here?"

Lokien:  "They didn't seem too bad. Nothing a couple arrows can't take care of."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shot a look with a raised brow at the archer
"I wonder if they were left here as some manner of guardian, or if they wound up here by happenstance."

Dr Catriona: "Drawn to the Mythal?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Perhaps."

Jonias:
14
NATURE (3)

Westra Goldbrook: "If it's here."

Dr Catriona: "Probably a good chance we encountered it before some curious child wandered in here." she resolves.

Jonias: "What is this about a Mythal?"
The elf asked, surprised the turn of conversation.

Dr Catriona: "Baldarich informed us that there was a Mythal in these lands."

Dr Catriona:
"We believe that may be what draws the lycanthrope threat here as well."
"Perhaps the Mythal is corrupted by the Spellplague in some way, is my estimation.

Westra Goldbrook: "It was supposedly near Sunderwood. Having not found it in the town anywhere, we began looking for some manner of underground home for it. That is when we met you."
"Whoever is behind the werewolf abominations may be after the mythal. We know of at least one other entity who seeks them, some sort of sorceress who drains their power."

Levinath (GM): Euron lays a glowing hand on Westra healing some more of her wounds.
6
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Jonias: The elf pulls out a book, and just then a tiny dragonling appears on the elf's shoulders. "Interesting... Xenemarcses said nothing about a Mythal here, at least not from what I've unlocked." The elf whispers something to the dragonling before putting the tome down and letting the little creature read through the book.

Westra Goldbrook: "She, also, likes to bother with peoples' minds to try and influence them. So you should be wary," she tells Jonias.
She gives Euron a grateful look and a nod of thanks.

Dr Catriona: "We only have Baldarich's words and maps to go on."

Westra Goldbrook: "What... is that?"

Dr Catriona: ((If this was WoW, you know Sam would be fishing right now while everyone buffed))

Jonias: "Just Beryllium. Looking through his old master's tome to see if there's anything about a Mythal down here. That tome is what lead me to this region as well."

Dr Catriona: ((I seent it))
"You are using the interpretations by a dragonling of someone's book to guide your travels?"

Jonias: "And my own interpretations. I had to unlock the tome to begin with. That's how I met Beryl. Now she helps me."

Levinath (GM): During the hour of rest, the group finds that that whirlpool completely settles about fifteen feet down from the edge of rock face. The water however continues to flow into the basin and at the end of 60 minutes, has risen several feet from where it settled.

Dr Catriona: "That is .. peculiar..." she says, adjusting her glasses and not knowing exactly what to make of such a thing.
"The height of this body of water has increased exponentially since the whirlpool has ceased."

Jonias: Looking towards the imminent rise of water, Jonias points towards the rope he prepared, "Perhaps we should cross?"

Dr Catriona: "It does look like this area will become submerged from the inflow."

Levinath (GM): Both scientists can estimate this basin will likely reach full capacity in 6-7 hours.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, still banged up but feeling far better than she was before, climbs to her feet. "Yes, let's move on. But we must be mindful of how long we are down here. I've no mind to conjure how long we have before this cavern is impassible."

Jonias:
24
ACROBATICS (7)

Dr Catriona: "Conservative estimate, five and a half to six hours." says the pearl-blonde.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra taps Wolfe's shoulder with the blunt end of her polearm to rouse him as she passes.
She nods at the Dr's estimate, and moves to follow the elf.

Dr Catriona: (just rub the abo-slime on his face to wake him up)

Jonias: "That sounds about right to me," the elf hollered as he swung across.

Levinath (GM):
9   14
ACROBATICS (8)
Lokien misses the rope and falls into the drink

Lokien:  "Ahhhhh!"

Westra Goldbrook:
14   19
ACROBATICS (3)

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Levinath (GM): Westra makes it across.

Westra Goldbrook: Once on the other shore, Westra extends her polearm back to the archer to help him climb out.

Levinath (GM):
8   14
ATHLETICS (2)
19
ATHLETICS (8)
Wolfe
Wolfe just jumps across, cuz fuck yo rope.

Lokien:  Lokien and Euron find themselves on a slab of land ~15 feet below the group.

Jonias: Jonias moves back up once most of them had made it safely across and collected his rope and hook with a quick rope trick.
28
SLEIGHT OF HAND (10)

Dr Catriona: "Um... I... see something"

Westra Goldbrook: "Where?"

Dr Catriona: "Some amorphous shape?" she squints some and cups her eyes...

Jonias: Jonias tosses the rope down towards the two stranded party members.

Dr Catriona: She points down the darkened tunnel. "Careful, Captain... it is likely hostile."

Westra Goldbrook: "I can't see anything," she says quietly, with a note of frustration.

Jonias: "Why don't we pull ourselves up and leave the creature be?"

Dr Catriona: "It looks like a water elemental. In fact, I am 97% certain it is a water elemental."

Westra Goldbrook: "Water elemental?" she repeats. "Can we kill it?"

Levinath (GM): Westra knows water elemental MAY be made of water.

Dr Catriona: "It might not be alone..."

Levinath (GM): Euron knows knows the basics of the water elemental in the MM.
A rock face of around 10 feet high rises next to the waterfall to the north. It should be fairly easy to climb.

Dr Catriona: "I've worked with elementals most of my career, the water variety usually aren't aggressive."

Westra Goldbrook: "Are they typically non-aggressive enough to not attack on sight?"

Dr Catriona: "However, when have we run into average archetype entities in recent days."

Wolfe: "Too bad we cured Westra already. She could have infiltrated the group."

Dr Catriona: (wow)

Westra Goldbrook: "At least we still have one toad among us."

Dr Catriona: "I can try to communicate with it...?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Apologies. Half-toad."
"It's worth an attempt," she said, nodding to the Dr.

Wolfe: "You're all toad, Westra. Just pink-skinned."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra rolled her eyes and let the matter drop.

Dr Catriona: She scratches the side of her head some. "What if it becomes aggressive after I make contact with it?"

Wolfe: "Run away."

Westra Goldbrook: "If it's living here in such close proximity to the other beasts, I'm ready to wager that they were all either drawn to the mythal or left here to guard it. So we'll likely need to face it either way."

Dr Catriona: "My capacity to invoke energy is currently very diminished. Um.. just warning that too much more expenditure and I'll be borderline useless." She holds up a bracer with gauges, all of them nearing red, like an empty fuel meter.

Levinath (GM): The elemental seems to move around in the water slowly, seemingly doing nothing in particular.

Westra Goldbrook: "Running away if things turn nasty is a viable option, much as I dislike it."

Wolfe: "You'd never be useless, Cat." Wolfe assures her in that good-natured way.

Dr Catriona: So nice to Cat, so mean to Westra!
The doctor seems somewhat bashful a moment, though that gives her more resolve to proceed.
░▒▓Telepathy with Water Elemental:▓▒░ « Hello, Water Friend. »
She presses her two fingers to her temple and looks intently towards the entity.
She makes a face. "It just says Home. I am going to ask it if we may pass."
"Not exactly expansive of mind elementals are."

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Water Elemental:▓▒░ « May we peacefully pass? »

Wolfe: "So far so good."

Euron: "Let's hope it stays that way."

Dr Catriona: She sighs. "I... my best guess is that it wants to go home. Other than that, it seems to barely care about me..."

Jonias: Jonias and Beryl look up from the tome, having been lost in thought for a few moments before noticing the Doctor interact with the elemental.

Westra Goldbrook: "Well, it didn't erupt into violence at being spoken to. That's perhaps a good sign. Little left to do besides approach and see what happens."

Dr Catriona: "I .. uh.. don't have much experience in negotiation, particularly with such an alien mind even..."

Wolfe: "Hopefully going home doesn't require us sending it to another plane of existence. If it's anything like a demon or something that's a trip to beatdown town first."

Dr Catriona: "That is what happens when you destroy an elemental. It returns to its source."

Wolfe: "Well." Wolfe flashes a forced smile. "Either way it'll be happy, then."

Dr Catriona: "They aren't exactly pushovers."

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm happy to hear alternative solutions, Dr. Right now the only one I see is to abandon the mythal and go back to the town."

Jonias: "Perhaps it is best we leave it be then? Perhaps whatever magic binding it here will be removed once we find your Mythal."

Dr Catriona: "There seem to be multiple."
"Perhaps someone set them here to guard and they are compelled to do so?"

Wolfe: "Well, how about one of the folk who can sneak ahead try and find a way around?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Multiple what? Elementals?"

Dr Catriona: She nods at Westra.

Jonias: "Oh right"
25
STEALTH (10)

Dr Catriona: "A different route might be best for now then?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Wait, where'd the elf go?"

Dr Catriona: "and... I believe he had the same idea."
"At the very least, it does not look like the elementals will come after us before we are ready for them. We still have a limited timetable."

Jonias: Jonias returns from his trek through the northern tunnel, "Northern way just leads to a small pool of water. I'll check south next if you want to move up a bit."
13
STEALTH (10)
Nothing back that way either.

Levinath (GM): It appears the only paths are into the water Jonias found, into the large pool of water, and up to the cave with the water elementals.

Jonias: ((Yeah that's what i saw))
Jonias leads the way back up towards the elemental pool.

Wolfe: "What's in here? It looks like just a pool of water?"

Dr Catriona: "Shame we did not bring water breathing apparatuses. Or a submersible."

Levinath (GM): Steps descend further down into the cavern, though water fills the tunnel.

Westra Goldbrook: "How deep does it look?" Westra asked, trying to see over the shoulders before her

Jonias: "I can try to swim ahead."

Westra Goldbrook: "At least see if it seems to lead anywhere, or if it's just a pool?" she suggests.

Jonias:
20
ATHLETICS (0)

Dr Catriona: "However deep we descend, we have to continue to consider that this entire cavern will flood within a few hours."

Dr Catriona: She waits to see if a cloud of red appears in the water.

Jonias: Jonias returns after nearly two minutes gasping for air. Once he catches his breath the elf shares the sights of elven carvings leading towards a great hall. However he could not go further without risking the lack of air.

Dr Catriona: "Elven carvings does track with Mythal..." she says after a beat.

Jonias: "If we had time i could perhaps take short trips and perhaps glean some more from the writings"

Westra Goldbrook: "I wonder if the rising water in the other cavern is tidally motivated. If it rises and recedes each day, perhaps this pool will recede as well at low tide."

Wolfe: "So we're in the Elven temple, right? Most of it's underwater. The Mythal has to be down here somewhere. Anyone have a water-breathing spell or something?"

Jonias: He looks to the Captain, "We may have a few hours. I can try a few dives to see if there are any clues."

Westra Goldbrook: "Aren't there potions that can be made for that?" She looked to the Dr. "Or an apparatus of some sort?"
"If you feel up to it, more information would only help us," she said, to Jonias.

Dr Catriona: "I do not possess those items. And to construct one would take some time in town."

Wolfe: "Don't know if there's an alchemist in town."

Jonias: "I have no such spells, unfortunately."
12
ATHLETICS (0)
Jonias dives back in, reas some of the elven script that he can decipher occasionally coming back up for air.

Dr Catriona: "If we leave now, the place would be fully submerged upon our return... I um.. don't know how the ebb and flow of the water system."

Jonias:
25
HISTORY (6)

Dr Catriona: "It may take weeks or months... depending on factors I can't determine."

Wolfe: "Probably don't have that kinda time."

Jonias:
15
PERCEPTION (8)

Dr Catriona: "The... only other option I see is the elementals, perhaps using the phantasmitron to fake an image and see if they attack it."

Westra Goldbrook: "They would not be very useful guardians if they did not."

Wolfe: "Who's to say they're guardians and not just trapped?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Perhaps Jonias can sneak past them and see if there is anything beyond them?"

Jonias: "The text is mostly descriptive histories, no real sign of where this may lead. Maybe someone else could swim further than I however."
I can try"

Westra Goldbrook: "Not in armor, I certainly couldn't. Let us try that, then."

Jonias:
21
STEALTH (10)

Dr Catriona: She thinks outloud.. "I wonder what the relationship was between the Aboleth and the elementals."

Wolfe: "Hopefully kid-friendly."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ugh."

Jonias:
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ARCANA (6)

Dr Catriona: The doctor does not seem to get it, as usual.

Wolfe: Wolfe hops down the way to the floor.

Dr Catriona: Listens for sounds of Elven Death.

Westra Goldbrook: "How long should we wait before going in after him?" she asks, squinting into the darkness.

Wolfe: "Mmm,"

Jonias:
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SLEIGHT OF HAND (10)

Wolfe: "An hour?"

Dr Catriona: "I do not see them moving."

Wolfe: "He ain't gonna get any less dead if he's dead."

Jonias:
21
STEALTH (10)
Jonias returns and describes the tunnel up ahead.
"There are three elementals ahead, walking along the water in front of a portal, likely to the plane of water." Jonias pulls out a few pieces of the shard, "The shard that was here has been shattered."

Wolfe: Wolfe raises a gray eyebrow. "What? Why don't they just go home?"

Dr Catriona: "So whomever was here already ruined the Mythal?" she says, looking over this shard.

Jonias: "Perhaps they served a purpose while the shard was active, but now without it they're confused?" the elf wonders aloud.

Wolfe: "Were there more shards?"

Jonias: "We could try to close the portal. Now would be our only chance. if we leave this place will flood."
"Yes. A bunch i could not easily sneak away with"

Wolfe: "Yeah having an open portal to the Plane of Water sounds like a bad idea."

Jonias: "If you let me slip back in, I can try to close the portal myself, or maybe with the doctor's help, while you all distract the elementals or lead them away."

Dr Catriona: "Me?" she blinks.

Wolfe: "Well."

Jonias: "You seem to know about elementals. Your help would be useful if you think you can sneak up there with me."

Wolfe: "I'm a professional distraction."
Wolfe draws Shokan from its sheath.

Jonias:
15
STEALTH (10)

Levinath (GM):
Wisdom
Water Elemental
Ability: 17 | 20
Jonias moves past the elementals without them seeming to notice him.

Jonias:
15
ARCANA (6)

Dr Catriona: Catriona will put a Nomadic Anchor across the bridge for 1 pp.

Levinath (GM): The water elemental looks at the Doctor as she approaches but does not react to her precense.

Dr Catriona: Catriona will move with trepidation and nervous smile.
She tries to look into the portal from a distance to determine where it may lead.
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ARCANA (7)

Jonias:
Mage Hand
conjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S
Duration: 1 minute
A spectral, floating hand appears at a point you choose within range. The hand lasts for the duration or until you dismiss it as an action. The hand vanishes if it is ever more than 30 feet away from you or if you cast this spell again.

You can use your action to control the hand. You can use the hand to manipulate an object, open an unlocked door or container, stow or retrieve an item from an open container, or pour the contents out of a vial. You can move the hand up to 30 feet each time you use it.

The hand can't attack, activate magical items, or carry more than 10 pounds.

Levinath (GM): The doctor cannot tell exactly where it goes, but she sees nothing but a deep blue color from the rippling and wavering portal.
A stream of water flows from the bottom half of the portal out onto the cave floor and off to the pool where they fought the aboleth.

Jonias:
Mage Hand Legerdemain
Class: Spell Modifier / Rogue / 3rd Level

Dr Catriona: She looks to the elemental in front of her and tries to communicate with it?
░▒▓Telepathy with Water Elemental:▓▒░ « Home there? »
She points at the portal.

Jonias: Jonias pokes and prods at the portal's edge with his magical hand.

Dr Catriona: "I think something is wrong with the portal? It seems to give me the impression that it leads home... but as Wolfe said, they remain here."

Levinath (GM): Jonais finds the portal feels solid to his mage hand, it is unable to pass into it as you would expect.

Westra Goldbrook: "Perhaps the mythal was helping to power it somehow, before it was shattered."

Wolfe: "Well see if we can find the shards and tie them together with some rope or something." He shrugs. "Fuck if I know, this is all weird to me."

Dr Catriona: Catriona walks over towards Westra and the crew. "I think you can stowe your weapons as they do not seem aggressive at this point. Just forlorn."

Jonias:
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INVESTIGATION (6)

Dr Catriona: "Elementals unfortunately have only a few tiers over animal intelligence so what they communicate isn't exactly detailed."

Westra Goldbrook: "Is.. that a thing? We can just piece it back together and possibly make use of it?" she asked, uncertain.

Dr Catriona: "I can try to... dispel the portal."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves further into the cave, keeping a wary eye on the elementals as she does so. She takes a look at the remains of the mythal and the area around it, looking for any hint as to what happened.

Levinath (GM): Jonias sees no indication on the walls or floor of anything other than the shattered Mythal and the portal hovering near it. From his previous arcana check he can tell the portal and mythal were linked.

Dr Catriona:
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ARCANA (7)

Westra Goldbrook: "I expect dispelling their only link to 'home' might aggravate the elementals despite their docile nature to this point. But... we cannot leave it here and open."

Dr Catriona: She kneels and picks up some bits of the mythal. "I have another idea."

Wolfe: "Let's hear it."

Jonias: "the Mythal and it were once linked. With that Link gone I'm not sure how we can control it. Perhaps we can try to reverse it?"

Dr Catriona: "If we somehow were able to channel our energy and reach enough of a level of potency, that might stabilize and close the portal."
"We could act as the Mythal. Theoretically."

Jonias: "And how are we supposed to channel this energy? Using the shards?"

Wolfe: "Uh..."
"I'm not exactly an energy sorta person."

Westra Goldbrook: "What energy? You are referring to your..." she waggles her fingers at the Dr. "Abilities?"

Wolfe: "But I'll guard you."

Euron: "I'm willing to try whatever we can to keep these creatures peaceful and keep this place from flooding."

Dr Catriona: The doctor seems to be mulling over something.
"I think if those who can wield arcana or divine energy expend a certain level of energy, it should stabilize it and once we cease, the portal will close."

Jonias: Jonias grabs a long shard piece and walks over to the portal with it. using the shard, he once again probes at the portal.

Levinath (GM): The shard seems to ripple as it hits the portal, but then slides off with the sound of finger nails on a chalk board, which echo like crazy in the cavern. Very unpleasant.

Jonias: Jonias stops immediately.

Dr Catriona: "I imagine a hand holding would work with the primary focusing it through a shard." She makes a cringe at the sound.

Jonias: "Okay, don't do that"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra flinches, and groans at the hideous noise.

Wolfe: Wolfe flinches in pain at the sound. "Yikes."

Dr Catriona: ((Lokien is a spellcasting ranger?))

Jonias:
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ARCANA (6)

Westra Goldbrook: "If you believe it worth a try, I will do as I can," she agreed, with a nod.

Dr Catriona: "If we stabilize it, I believe the Elemental might go on through."

Euron: Euron winces, covering his ears. He could have gone the rest of his life without that sound.

Dr Catriona: "It does not look breachable in its current state."

Lokien:  He shrugs. "Ok."

Dr Catriona: "Father Sand, do you have any reserves to contribute?"
"And you, Captain?"

Euron: "I do, but I suggest that we rest out out of this."

Westra Goldbrook: "Not a great deal, but I will contribute what I can."

Dr Catriona: "If we are succesful, we can take these shards back to town and regroup."
Catriona can convert them
She will use 5 pp to use 1x 3rd level.
"Hold hands and I will focus it into the portal." she instructs, moving to stand closest to the portal.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra does as the doctor instructs.

Dr Catriona: "Do not let go until the elementals go through."

Wolfe: Wolfe sheaths his sword but prepares in case the elementals go crazy. For now he keeps a weather-eye out.

Jonias: Jonias takes hold of the doctor's hand and follows her lead through the ritual.

Dr Catriona: She holds out the shard. "Brace."

Euron: Euron takes the hands of the people to his left and his right and whispers a prayer as they continue.

Dr Catriona: (and i get to gif again)

Levinath (GM): The group members join hands along side of Cat, Guardians of the Galaxy style. As you begin to focus your magical energy through the Doc, the air crackles with electricity, and in an instance a surge of power rushes from the platinum blonde. The portal widens and a huge wave of blue liquid pours forth, nearly knocking Wolf down with the force.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Wolfe, careful!"

Levinath (GM): Almost instantly the elementals disappear into the wave and you can barely see them moving through the portal. The flow of water continues to pour forth, rushing down to the pool below.

Dr Catriona: She clenches her teeth as the brunt of the energy fluctuations pour through her.

Levinath (GM): In a matter of moments all three elementals have passed through the portal.

Dr Catriona: "Ahhh... Gone!"
She releases her hand and exhales heavily, thoroughly spent.

Wolfe: Wolfe actually flashes a big 'ol grin. "Great thinking Cat!"

Levinath (GM): With the release of the spell power, the portal shrinks into a single drop of water that splooshes into the remains of the torrent.

Wolfe: "Good job everyone. Actually solved a problem without fighting."

Jonias: "Brilliant!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches it all with obvious fascination, and just shakes her head when it's all over. "Phenomenal."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on August 16, 2018, 09:10:18 PM
Session 40

Wolfe: Wolfe was not in great spirits as the Watch started to make their way out of the cave. True, they had defeated an Aboleth and its minions - certainly a feat that would have earned him acclaim years ago. Nowadays Wolfe did not see such victories as triumphs to be celebrated but just burdens to bear.
He was proud that they had managed to return the Water Elementals back to the Plane of Water without need for combat. More and more the old blademaster appreciated Catriona’s presence in their group - and to think, he’d tried to convince her to leave! The additions of Jonias and Lokien had proved pivotal; not just for destroying the Aboleth and slaying its minions, but Jonias’s magic was needed to help adjust the portal. With Westra, Cat, and Euron’s aid, The Watch had laid this threat to the local town to rest, finding that the Mythal that fueled some of the magic in the area was deactivated.
But while that was cause for cheer, they were no closer to locating the Mad Scientist, nor his daughter, Sera. It was for that reason that Wolfe’s mood was foul as they saw the light of the afternoon shine through the cave mouth as they neared the exit.

Wolfe: He had been laying off the booze for the most part, but after all that swimming and fighting, he hankered for a cold ale.

Levinath (GM): The sun has begun to dip onto the horizon as the group exits the cavern. The wood seems quiet and calm after the events of the afternoon.

Wolfe: Wolfe can be in front, cause he has good HP.
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PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe
Wolfe's head lifts up.
"Sera's nearby." He says sharply, his eyes narrowing.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is glad to return to the fresh air of the surface, more than eager to leave behind the very wet and overall unpleasant trial behind them. She pauses at the mouth of the cave and draws a deep breath, then sighs it out.
Wolfe's comment turns her head.

Wolfe: Wolfe notably keeps his weapons sheathed, slowly stepping out of the cave and looking around, trying to follow the scent.
"It wasn't here before we went in. I can smell it now."
Mike: Jonias looks quickly towards Catriona and Euron. "Who's Sera again?" he asks in a hushed whisper.

Jonias: Jonias looks quickly towards Catriona and Euron. "Who's Sera again?" he asks in a hushed whisper.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns, but quietly follows Wolfe's lead while he moves off.

Wolfe: Wolfe will slowly move forward, those who have known him can see he is alert but cautious as he walks forward, his hands slowly lifting as he looks about.
He seems to be heading toward an underbrush near the mouth of the cave.

Dr Catriona: The doctors eyebrow arcs sharply at that. "I.. uh.. his child." she says, answering the elf.

Wolfe:
Inspiration!
After rolling a die roll, roll another die and take the new result.   
8   17
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: "A lycanthrope." adds the half elven scientist, as if that was some manner of further clarification.

Wolfe: "SERA!" Wolfe yells out as suddenly the brush shakes ahead. He quickly breaks into a run. "SERA WAIT!"

Jonias: "Riiiight," the elf nods, even though he still seemed confused. "But not that little girl from earlier right? She's the blacksmith's daughter..."

Westra Goldbrook: "Gods have mercy," Westra grunts,then breaks into a run after Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: "No. This is an older girl. With connections to the Mad Scientist,we presume."

Wolfe: Adrenaline pumps through Wolfe's veins, burning away fatigue and ennui. He had told Cat before he'd been uncertain about his reaction and his emotions when he laid eyes upon his daughter again. Here in the moment, all he felt was a need to face her, to hear her voice and speak to her again after all of these years. As she ran away from him, the look of fear in her eyes for just a moment makes him grit his teeth and shove his head forward, running as fast as he can to reach her.

Sera: As Wolfe and Westra break into the underbrush they see a fair complected, green hued woman standing some distance away. Her body is toned and fit. "Father?" She says cautiously. She continues to back away from the pair slowly.

Jonias: Done with the necessary exposition to catch up the viewers (Beryl), Jonias moves to catch up with the others.

Wolfe: Wolfe comes to a halt once he sees she's at least slowed down to talk. "It's me, Sera." He lifts his hands up slowly, as if in surrender. "It's been a long time."
"I want to talk." He said slowly, locking eyes with her as his heart hammered in his chest. "Just talk."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra slows and stops at Wolfe's side, and a little behind. She watches the goings-on in silence, alert and ready.

Jonias: Jonias steps back, awkwardly looking away from the estranged father and daughter.

Dr Catriona: Not an adept sprinter, nor is her figure built for such things, Doctor Wicker will arrive latest after a tiring jog.

Sera: Her lower lip quivers. "I.....but...your duty. To Grandfather." She takes another step back, her stance poised to flee, but she does not move further.
Her eyes dart to the others as each appears in the densely wooded area, lingering for a moment on each of you before returning her distrustful gaze to Wolfe.

Wolfe: "Yes, he sent me here for that." The Blademaster nods slowly, his brow furrowing in thought. Duty, Family, both pulling him in different directions. "But you are my daughter, my family."
"I just want to talk."
"These are my companions." He gestured to the others. "Westra Goldbrook of Neverwinter, Euron Sand, Jonias, and Lokien, and my friend Doctor Wicker."

Sera: "How can we talk? After what I did?" Her head falls sharply. "It is unforgivable."

Wolfe: Wolfe considers Sera for a long moment. Those words that she said - they had been words he'd said many times to himself imbetween cups. But hearing them.. hearing the anguish in her voice made something in his chest tighten. "Sera, listen to me." He takes a single step forward, lowering his arms and outstretches his hand toward her. "The blame is not upon you. It rests squarely upon my shoulders."
"You did not choose this burden, but I had chosen mine."

Sera: She doesn't move as Wolfe takes a step but her olive eyes raise back to him. "What do you mean? I AM THE MONSTER! I KILLED HER!" She screams at him.

Wolfe: Something pinches in his chest, his eyes closing as that memory comes back to him all too sharp. He takes a slow breath and opened his eyes. "Sera, it was I who was bitten. Not you. You inherited the curse that was laid upon me."
He reaches down and pulls back his sleeve of mail and linen, it reveals massive bite marks. Sera had seen them before when she was younger, but now as a grown woman she might understand them more. "Before you were born." He points to the slightly lighter green flesh.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra keeps a weather eye on the brush around the party, standing vigil while Wolfe dealt with his daughter.

Sera: Her anguish fades nearly as quickly as it appeared. Wolfe would easily recognize the racial rage that now filled her eyes. "You....YOU DID THIS TO ME?"

Wolfe: "Your grandfather gave me a pendant." he gestured to his neck, the tell-tale wolfhead, the symbol of their Clan. "And it kept the curse at bay. I had thought it cured me."
"I did not know it did not. Not until that day. But you had left, and it has taken me these five years to catch up to you." In part because he had avoided his responsibility, his mandate from her grandfather, but he did not say that explicitly - just that he knew it to be the truth.
"Sera. There's more going on than just you and me, here. There's people who are being hurt. The barbarians to the north said you were involved in a Mad Scientist. I smelled you at the Cabin where he made the metal wolves."

Sera: Her eyes still burned with a mix of confused rage. "You allow your daughter to manifest into a werewolf and murder her own mother and then you come here to speak of danger? A child's mind that watches helplessly as the burning hunger and rage overtakes her and she disembowels her matron?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra's mouth presses to a thin line, but she continues watching the surroundings.

Wolfe: "I DIDN'T KNOW!" Wolfe howls with the hidden fury of five years of anguish and grief. The inborn rage that he had always leashed, always kept sheathed save to draw it when necessary.
"I didn't know." He exhaled, slowly, his hands clenching into fists.
"It wasn't your fault, Sera."

Sera: She seems to calm and clears her throat. "So you are here to, bring me home? Perhaps we can go to Grandfather's for winter solstice and have dinner like we used to?"

Dr Catriona: Thoughts race in her mind about their vulnerability out here in the dark, depleted of resources and potency...
(From Sera): Perception check

Wolfe: "No." He says slowly. "No, I came here to find you, because I needed to stop avoiding the truth."
"And on the way, I found monsters and mysteries on the trail to your scent."

Westra Goldbrook:
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PERCEPTION (5)

Sera: She looks down again. "You don't know what I have had to endure."

Wolfe: "No. I don't. But I'm willing to listen."
"If you'd be willing to tell me."

Sera: "I...."

Westra Goldbrook: When the girl falters, Westra looks over to the pair.
"There is a town very near here where we have lodging," she points out, speaking to Sera. "Come back with us. Even if you part ways again, it's clear you and Wolfe have much to discuss."

Dr Catriona: "Will they let her in past the screeners?"

Sera: Her eyes narrow as she looks back up towards her father. "A samurai's greatest weapon is his mind. Mightier than any blade, quicker than any strike." She repeats an old adage from her childhood. "I....can't go back to Grandfather...." She turns and runs from the group.

Wolfe: "SERA! YOU DON'T HAVE TO!" He shouted out to her. "I'M NOT HERE TO BRING YOU IN!"

Jonias: Jonias' eyes Westra, but luckily the doctor shared his thoughts.

Wolfe: Wolfe growls as she sets off into a run. "I didn't teach her to run from her problems, Gods Damned Child!" He hustles after her.

Sera:
Initiative
Werewolf
Initiative: 2

Wolfe:
14
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe

Dr Catriona: "I have never been in this sort of situation before. What should we do?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra growls as well, and starts after Wolfe

Sera: 5

Westra Goldbrook:
15
INITIATIVE (3)

Sera:
8
INITIATIVE (2)

Dr Catriona:
10
INITIATIVE (3)
(its been so lonnng)
8
INITIATIVE (3)

Jonias:
8
INITIATIVE (4)

Dr Catriona: (lol why is she 30)

Wolfe: Wolfe books it as fast as he can to try and catch up to his daughter.
6
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ATHLETICS (8)
Wolfe

Levinath (GM): Wolfe easily leaps over a grouping of vines in the underbrush as he pursues Sera.

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d20
(9)= 9

Dr Catriona: (Init gone)

Wolfe: Wolfe leaps over another brush, then a thick overran log, as she banks to turn left the Blademaster shifts at the last moment and tackles her, rolling in the grass until they both come to a halt. "Sera, stop! Just, stop running for a moment. You don't have to run anymore!" Trying to wrap his arms around her in a grapple/hug he tries to hold her still.

Sera: She falls to the ground under the weight of her heavier father with a grunt. "Let me go! I will not go back to him! Your duty was ALWAYS more important than us!"

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't refute that, because he could see how she'd see it as true, he just sighs and holds her still. "You were always my duty, Sera."

Sera: "Except when it mattered..." She says with ire in her voice, tho she begins ti cease her struggle as the others appear around Wolfe and her.

Wolfe: The venom she throws at him is not well received, but he helps her sit up as he follows after. "Sera, please. We need to know what's going on with this lunatic. You and I can talk about everything once we get that sorted."

Sera: "You will only get yourselves killed." She says with resignation.

Wolfe: "We can handle ourselves, Sera." He settles his hands on her shoulder, a deep frown clear on his face. "Please, tell us what you know."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra paces nearby, hands on her waist, winded from all that running IN ARMOR you little shit.

Sera: "He isn't a lunatic, he is working to find a cure to our curse. His name is Darish. He is going to cure me."

Euron: Euron is also a little winded, but his annoyance evaporates as he watched Wolfe and Sera interact. The man has found his daughter, but will she help them now? That remained to be seen.
Euron notes the name "Darish" and wonders how he plans to cure lycanthropy without without powerful magic. It usually doesn't work.

Wolfe: Wolfe exhales slowly. "I figured it was something like that." His heart breaks a little as he hears her say those words and his brow furrows. "Sera, what about all the experiments? Have you seen what he's made?"

Dr Catriona: "Can't you just wear a talisman like Mister Wolfe to suppress it?"

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly at Cat's reasoning.

Sera: She pauses. "He has had to run some experiments to find the cure. Some of them got free because of their mutations, he didn't release them on purpose."

Dr Catriona: "A scientist is always responsible for their creations."

Wolfe: "Sera, what about the little girl from the Village? Lyla?"

Euron: "But he's experimenting on people and causing suffering to others."

Sera: "You got a spare one on you? The last 200 general stored I checked were out of magical talismans." She snaps back to Cat. "You got a spare one on you? The last 200 general stored I checked were out of magical talismans." She snaps back to Cat.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs through his nose, frustrated. But he doesn't add more fuel to the fire at the moment.

Sera: She frowns at the mention of Lyla. "She was dying....he...saved her.....we were going to cure her too after it was discovered."

Dr Catriona: "And the ones in the barn? Quarantined, emaciated, left for strangers to find?"

Sera: "You can all judge me, but you don't know what it is like to have this BEAST inside of you, always trying to break free. Also struggling to overthrow your sanity! I didn't ask for this!"

Dr Catriona: "Hey you do not know us."

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at Sera's words. "Did your mother and I teach you nothing?"

Dr Catriona: "Please desist with your wild assertions."

Wolfe: "Where is your honor?"
Wolfe takes his hands off of his daughter's shoulders, slowly rising to his feet.

Sera: "I know you have killed plenty of them, and you killed the weres in the North." She spits at Wolfe. "My honor died with Mother. My life before that was all a lie."

Wolfe: "You would ignore everything she taught you?!" Wolfe's voice comes in a snarl. "You would spit on her memory!? I never kidnapped a creature to torture it for my own selfish gain - not even a monster."

Sera: "She wouldn't be a memory if you had protected us instead of running off on your stupid campaigns! At least you could have ended me so I didn't have to watch her die every night in my nightmares." She punches Wolfe.

Euron: Euron doesn't expect a fight, but he can feel Wolfe's anger. He'd sacrificed much to find his daughter, only to find this woman destroying his legacy.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes the punch.
He lets out a slow growl and his hands dig into his fists.

Westra Goldbrook: "Sera," Westra interjects. "We want to speak to this scientist. Where is he?"

Dr Catriona: The doctor winces slightly at that show of violence, but the matter is well beyond her wheelhouse and so she does not interfere. She hopes the more forceful paladin can get some actionable intel.

Sera: "So here is your beloved's killer, Father. I see the disgust in your eyes. End me, return me to your master like the whipped dog you are. Stop me from doing anything else horrible." She knees and lowers her head.

Westra Goldbrook: "That. Is enough."

Wolfe: Wolfe's fingers itch. He is visibly angry, furious, even. Everything Sera has said is a slap to the face and spat on what he and his wife had taught her.

Euron: Euron doesn't like where this is going.

Wolfe: "Your mother would be ashamed of you. Get up."

Euron: "Sera, you're supporting someone who is actively hurting others. That's wrong. You know that it's wrong."

Westra Goldbrook: "Sera," she repeats. "No one is killing anyone here and now. There is more at play here than your curse and your history with Wolfe. You say we couldn't understand what it's like to be you and perhaps you're right. But a tormented life does not mean you cannot still do good in this world. Help us stop these people from being hurt any further."
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PERSUASION (7)

Sera: "Just. Kill. Me." She whispers, so only those close to her can hear.

Wolfe: Oof.
Wolfe takes a deep breath as even in his anger, that smarts.
He takes a slow breath and reaches up to the back of his neck. Slowly he undoes the pendant that had held back the curse. He kneels down infront of Sera and places it around her neck.

Euron: "Westra is right. If you wish to die with any honor, the only way is to aid us in stopping Darish."
And he's promptly surprised by Wolfe's action.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe."
"She's done nothing to earn such a sacrifice from you."

Wolfe: "It's not your fault." He says softly and lifts his hands up, placing them on her shoulders. "Look at me."

Sera: She flinches at the first touch, clearly expecting a blade, then her tear streaked face looks up to her father.

Wolfe: "Your mother? The curse." He says the words slower, and louder. "It's. Not. Your. Fault."
"We are not responsible for the curses placed upon us. The beast. Our rage. Our heritage."
"We are responsible for what we do with the life we are given."
"Make this right." He says the words solidly, the words harsh.

Sera: She lunges at him, wrapping her arms around him and begins sobbing in the old man's shoulder. "I'm sorry Daddy....I'm so sorry."

Wolfe: He sighs heavily and, unbidden, the old Blademaster's tears come. He does not sob - surely, there must just be a little rain - but he holds her solidly in his arms. "You are my daughter, Sera. I forgive you."
He looks up at Westra, then. "She will make this right."

Dr Catriona: ((yes, cry like a lil bitch))

Sera: "This is all my fault." She says through sobs and coughs. "He told me I had to bite someone for him to help me...I did...all of this." She chokes out.

Wolfe: "Then bring us to him." He said slowly, pulling her back from him to look him in the eye. "Justice must be done, Sera."

Sera: "I know he has a house in the town, but I have never been there."

Wolfe: "You must face this. Stop running from your problems. You must face this."
"He is known among the villagerS?"

Sera: "He lives there, but I do not think they know what he is doing."

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly and turns to regard the others.

Dr Catriona: "This is serious is if he is living within the populace. There are children there."

Wolfe: "Where else could he also be, Sera? We were at the house to the West. Where else?"

Dr Catriona: "Only a truly twisted mind seeks to use their own home village as ground zero for nefarious experimentation."

Sera: "He must have something in the town, we met in the woods to the North, but have not been there for some time. I rarely see him anymore, I am just here...waiting. Occasionally he will ask me to track down a creature and bring it to him, but that is it."

Jonias: "What is this person's name?"

Sera: Darish

Westra Goldbrook: "Do you know what the other villagers believe him to be? What vocation? Can you describe him? It's possible that we have already met him."

Wolfe: Wolfe will slowly let Sera go so she can get back up to her own feet, moving to stand.

Sera: "He originally told me he was a procurer of rare objects. He is a small man, brown eyes with dark hair. He is a master of subterfuge, trickery, and has a keen mind. Anywhere you go that he inhabits will be precarious."

Wolfe: "Lots of traps, then."
"What were you doing out here, Sera? Did he send you to check on something?"

Sera: "No, I just smelled the battle from earlier and was investigating. Your work, I presume?"

Wolfe: "Our work." He nods to the others.

Westra Goldbrook: "Have you been staying in the house in the woods?" she nods in the direction of the house Wolfe mentioned earlier.

Sera: "No, we have not stayed there in months. I have just been sleeping in the woods, it is pleasant enough, and the town seems to keep most of the weres a good distance away, normally."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns. "Do we want to rest in town or out here before we go confront Darish?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We should devise a way to lure him out of town," she suggests, with a frown. "Away from his haven where he will surely have traps prepared. Perhaps if Sera sent him a message asking for his aid?"

Wolfe: "Maybe. When does he usually meet you, Sera?"

Sera: "Generally when he needs another creature he will ask me to fetch him something. Last time it was a kind of catfish. He will hang a small banner from the city wall when we are to meet."

Wolfe: "How often does that happen?"

Sera: She thinks. "Maybe once a week, give or take."

Wolfe: "How long ago was the last one?"

Sera: "Four days ago."

Wolfe: Wolfe turns to the others. "Well? What do you guys think?"

Sera: She looks down at the talisman and runs her fingers over it during the silence.

Westra Goldbrook: "To be frank, I am exhausted. I cannot face such a canny foe right now; if it turns to violence, I will be little help. It may be worth waiting a little bit to see if he signals for a meeting. In the meantime, we can try to devise a trap for him, so that we could speak with him without him fleeing back to his haven."

Dr Catriona: She nods as well. "I am well depleted... that alien creature in the water was incredibly taxing."

Wolfe: "Well, let's set up camp out here then."

Euron: "I'll take the first watch this evening." Euron said.

Dr Catriona: (How far is town from here?)

Levinath (GM): The town is about a mile.

Westra Goldbrook: "Should we expect complications, with the lack of your amulet?" she asks Wolfe.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs as he looks up at the sky and feels the lack of weight around his neck. "Do we have any chains?"
"Well. Tonight's the last night of the full moon. You should probably tie me up."

Dr Catriona: "I can go find some in town."

Wolfe: "Good call, Cat."

Sera: "I can go, Father." He begins to lift the amulet back off.

Dr Catriona: "What um.. manner of timetable are we working with?"

Wolfe: "What?" Wolfe looks over to Sera and shakes his head. "No. It's fine."

Westra Goldbrook: "It... would make more sense to restrain the girl," she points out.

Wolfe: "Not the first time I've been tied up in my life." He shoots Westra a look.

Westra Goldbrook: "If the signal flies tonight and we need to face the scientist, we will need your aid."

Wolfe: He sighs. "Alright." He extends his hand toward Sera, taking back the amulet and placing it back on his neck.

Westra Goldbrook: "Sera, will you show us where the banner is usually flown? And where you meet him?"

Dr Catriona: "What about the chains in the cave from the harpoons?"

Sera: She seems hesitant. "I can...but I should go if I am to be far enough away to not find you when I...change."

Dr Catriona: The pearl-haired blonde adjusts her glasses, turns on a heel and moves to return to the cave to find the mentioned chains.

Westra Goldbrook: "We can restrain you for tonight, Sera, if you'll allow it. That way no one will be hurt."
She nods at the Doctor's suggestion about the chains. "Father, will you help the doctor, please?"

Wolfe: "We'll keep you safe with us Sera, I promise."

Sera: She seems clearly uneasy about the prospect. "I.....uh......ok."

Dr Catriona: The doctor's return is heralded by the jingle-jangle of several lengths of chain, easily hoisted by her giant powered gloves.

Euron: Euron would follow Cat to ensure that she returned and wasn't carted off by elf-thieves.

Wolfe: Wolfe smirks over at Cat as she brings the chains over. "Those things turn out handier and handier each day."

Sera: Sera will take those who wish to the wall, though she acts uneasy as the group approaches the wall. By the time they are sight of the section that has the door the group has been utilizing, the girl is clutching her head with one hand. She points through gritted teeth. "He hangs a small black banner with a single white streak just at the top of the wall above that door."

Westra Goldbrook: "And then meets you right away somewhere?"

Sera: She takes a few steps away from the wall and pants. "I meet. Him. At The Door." She continues to move away from the wall even as she is speaking with Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gestures away from the city and walks with Sera. "Their defense measures harm you?"

Sera: She nods.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods in return and continues moving away from the town to ease the girl's discomfort. "And how long after he places the banner are you to meet him?"

Sera: 'When the moon reaches its summit in the sky."

Westra Goldbrook: "Very well. Thank you." Westra returns to the others and sets about making camp.

Wolfe: Wolfe will help Cat set up the restraints for Sera.

Sera: Sera defeatedly lets people wrap her in chains. Like father like daughter.

Westra Goldbrook: "If this Darish sees us with Sera, he may not come out," Westra observes, while making camp.

Wolfe: "If he sees her tied up he's going to think something's amiss. We can just rest in the cave and tie her up against one of the pillars."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, well, she'll only be tied up for tonight, yes?"

Wolfe: "Yes."

Westra Goldbrook: "Hopefully we will not see him until tomorrow. But we should devise a plan. Some way to contain him once he steps outside of the city, so he can't run back through the door if he senses something amiss."

Wolfe: "I think the lot of us can have that covered just fine."

Euron: "I can attempt to request a mystical means of restraint when I commune with Helm. It will at least allow us to restrain him physically as well."

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes, because 'winging it' usually works so well for us," she said, dryly.

Wolfe: "Between arrows, spells, swords, and halberds. Well, technically, it has."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra hushes and sulks. Wolfe, of course, didn't have a ruined career to consider. Hadn't died, either. His score card was likely looking better than hers at the moment, she realized.

Dr Catriona: Catriona, somehow, seems to have passed out near instantly in a seated position against a wall, mouth slack open and glasses crooked off her face.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc feels his plans have come together well, of course.

Dr Catriona: Though if someone were to put a mirror by her mouth, there be breath!

Wolfe: He goes and ties up his daughter around one of the pillars near where the Water Elementals had been. "This is just temporary, Sera. After this, we'll talk, alright?"

Euron: Euron would find a place near a wall, remove his half-plate, and settle in to relax, as he was taking the first watch.

Sera: "Mmmm" Is all she see as Wolfe notices the still familiar signs of her changing coming on.

Wolfe: Wolfe will move to sit at the entrance of the inner-cave she's in. He takes up a lotus position, draws Shokan and lays it flat on his lap. He then closes his eyes and begins to meditate, staying just outside of her line-of-sight, but nearby enough to hear if she breaks the chains and presents a threat.

Westra Goldbrook: As no one else seems interested in discussing a plan for the scientist, Westra ponders it on her own while she beds down.

Levinath (GM): The group is able to sleep throughout the night tho they find the constant snarls and snaps to not allow them to rest as soundly as they normally do.

Dr Catriona: Cat is used to sleeping near loud mechanical equipment, bruh.


Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on August 31, 2018, 10:33:35 AM
Session 41

Jonias Siannodel: "The party exited the cave then returned to it." - From the travelling journal of Jonias Sianodel

Dungeon Lord:  Wolfe has just discovered the mangled body of Lokien and a mini-wolf is assaulting him!

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias continues to swim out from the sunken temple.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra dreams of conquest and glory! until someone wakes her

Wolfe: "Gods fucking damnit!" Wolfe shouts out in a mixture of anger, exasperation, and just a little bit of fear as he slashes at the mini-wolf launching itself at him.

Dungeon Lord:  Or is Westra dreaming of Neveremeber's hunky smile. She'll never tell.

Dr Catriona: The call to action has the doctor shake off the spiderwebs and find her way to the scene.

Westra Goldbrook: The shouting is enough to rouse the paladin, who goes in search of the calamity

Dungeon Lord:  The child wolf, already mortally wounded, falls at the samurai's slash. Moments later, the fur fades away, leaving the limp body of a child resembling Lokien lays atop his father's body.

Dr Catriona: She will try to rouse the others on her way, seeking to make sure the others would not be susceptible to any attack.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra has her polearm drawn by the time she reaches Wolfe, but by then the attacking creature was slain.

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns sharply, breathing heavily under the clouds. He is heavily confused by what he's seen and then kneels down next to Lokien's body and the other limp form, his face solemn as he uses his blade as a brace.

Westra Goldbrook: "Gods," she breathes, surveying the carnage.

Wolfe: "I heard him come out here, and the sounds of a werewolf. At first I had thought Sera had gotten out but..." He shakes his head as he looks down over the boy's body specifically. "I had thought the boy was dead - his body burned. What the fuck is going on here?" Wolf snarls as growing frustration is clear in the tired blademaster.

Jonias Siannodel: Exiting the water Jonias hurries out towards his belongings. For the last dozen or so yard he could sense Beryl calling out to him. Something had alarmed the dragonling

Dr Catriona: All this running. These people. With a soft huff and puff of fatigue, Catrion's eyes widen at the sight.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns, and crouches to inspect the face of the boy. She looks up to the approaching doctor. "You're saying this is the boy you put on the pyre?"

Dr Catriona: "No, different boy."

Westra Goldbrook: "Ah."
"Still, very strange," she observed, unhappily. "What a terrible waste," she said, looking from the boy to the archer.

Wolfe: "What?" Wolfe looks to Cat with surprise. "Hadn't he said it was his son?"

Beryllium: "Calls from the mouth of the cave! Where have you been!!!" the little dragonling cursed at the elf before flying up to his shoulder.

Westra Goldbrook: "What was such a young one doing out this far by himself? Shouldn't there be others with him?" she asked, scanning the treeline.

Dr Catriona: "We are dealing with mauled and burned bodies here, its possible he misidentified the original body?"

Jonias Siannodel: "Calm yourself Beryl. They're more than capable," the elf responded, patting the dragonling before quickly trying to dry himself and gain some level of modesty.

Westra Goldbrook: "You believe THIS was his son?" she asked the Doctor, confused

Wolfe: "It looks like him."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra shook her head regretfully. "So much tragedy for one small family..."

Beryllium: "Okay..." says the dragonling, though seemingly doubtful of her new patron. "But if the Doctor dies I get to dig around her bag first. So many trinkets..."

Dr Catriona: "I am not adept at recognizing familial traits between individuals."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighed. "There may be enough of his son's pyre left to make use of it again," she observed.

Jonias Siannodel: As he makes his way to the mouth of the cave, Beryl flies out ahead of the elf.

Westra Goldbrook: "I have rested some already. I will take them to see them put to rest. The rest of you should finish resting."

Jonias Siannodel: Catching up, Jonias is still slipping on his leather jacket.
"What did miss?" the elf finally sees the gory scene. "The poor man..."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns down at Lokien's body. "We had a baby werewolf come and murder his dead."

Westra Goldbrook: She begins to gingerly pick up the boy and lay him atop the father, so that she can carry both at once.

Jonias Siannodel: Already having rested himself, Jonias helps the paladin carry the bodies to the previous pyre.

Dungeon Lord:  Westra & Jonias find it fairly easy to move both bodies and can quickly carry them to the still smoking remains of the previous day's pyre.

Dr Catriona: Somewhat speechless, the Doctor takes a curious look around as if wondering if there were more things out there aiming to pick them off, more.

Jonias Siannodel: Sensing magic, the dragonling hovers around Lokiens black bladed bow and chirps with some delight.

Wolfe: Wolfe will also look around to see if they have additional company.

Dr Catriona:

Dungeon Lord:  Wolfe and Cat see nothing else out in the darkness.

Dr Catriona: "I umm.. vote Buddy System."

Jonias Siannodel: "Be a shame to let that go unused..." The antiquarian picks up the two blades and rejoins them to the crafted bow, "Perhaps good Lokien, your bow can bring some revenge for you and your family. If nothing else, it will serve on in your your honor." The elf's words are solemn but quick.

Wolfe: "Alright. Stay close Cat. Let's head back and make sure Sera stayed put." He cleans his blade then moves forward with the katana in hand back into the cave.

Dr Catriona: Her hands clasped in front of her, fingers twiddle slowly as she quietly walks after the warrior.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches the Elf pick from the corpse with a narrowed gaze, but raises no audible objection.
She sets the body alight and waits to ensure it's good and blazing, quietly thinking over the archer's fate, and that of his beleaguered family.
Once it's done, she returns to the camp and takes watch.

Dungeon Lord:  The group is able to finish their rest without further incident. Sera returns to her human form as the moon sinks down on the horizon before the sun. She manages to get a couple hours sleep before the group rouses.

Jonias Siannodel: The work of the pyre done, Jonias follows the quiet paladin in silence himself. Meanwhile Beryl audibly chittered with glee as she ran her claws over one of the blades, examining the fine craftsmanship.

Beryllium: "If you die elf, I keep this"

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias chuckled as he reached up to pat the dragonling, "Well I plan on living for a long time. Until then little Beryl, why don't I hold on to that." the elf replied as he took the blade away.

Westra Goldbrook: Once the dawn comes and people are moving about, Westra finds a quiet spot and goes through her morning meditation and prayers, then joins the others once more.

Dr Catriona: The doctor unable to properly return to sleep, but rests nonetheless, reading a manual of some kind.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't 'sleep' so much as meditate and doze a couple times throughout the night. His anxiety about his daughter doesn't let him get much rest, and once he hears her change back to her humanoid form he goes to check on her. Realizing she's safe, for now, he'll settle back to get a few hours of sleep himself.
As such when everyone rises he's a little groggy, grumpy, and hurting for some coffee, but he doesn't talk. He'll untie Sera as she starts to awaken and stow his rope away.
"Sorry for the rough night." He didn't feel bad about it, but he does say the words. That's something.

Sera:  "Th...Thank you, Father." She says sheepishly. "What now?"

Wolfe: "We get to work. We meet with Darish, get some answers, and deal with this insanity."
"After that, well, you and I can sit down and figure it out."

Westra Goldbrook: "The plan is to wait for Darish to signal Sera that he wants to meet, yes?"

Wolfe: "Yes."

Sera:  "So I am to meet with him, and then what? You will try and capture him?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Yes."
"Unfortunately we will have to assume he won't want to be questioned about his activities, thus the 'capture' part."

Jonias Siannodel: "So does he come out of the town's walls to meet you? Or do you have a way of slipping in?"

Sera:  Her brow furrows. "OK." She seemed to want to say more but Jonais posed a question. "He comes outside the door we were out, though not far. He is able to turn off those...devices...when we meet."

Wolfe: "How's he able to do that?"

Sera:  "I don't know, they turn off before he comes out, that is how I can tell when to approach."

Dr Catriona: "Maybe there is some sort of Master Control."

Westra Goldbrook: "It's possible he's a member of the town's leadership, with such access to their defenses."

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts. "I've got a bad feeling about this."

Jonias Siannodel: "Perhaps I and another should go ahead first? We can watch the entrance from the other side, see how this man disables the devices. Not to mention we can cut off any escape."

Westra Goldbrook: "Not a terrible idea.:"

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias nods and smiles graciously, "Thank you."
He looks towards the others, "Anyone want to join me? otherwise I'll enter the town alone and watch the door."

Wolfe: "Yeah, that's a good one Jonias." He nods in agreement.
"Maybe have the ones among us who can't hide go with Jonias? Euron" He looks over to the Cleric.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods. "I will go." She looks to the others. "We will follow him out here, if he passes by us.

Jonias Siannodel: "Good! Come along Euron. No need to have either of you holy types hiding in the bushes. Unsightly."

Dungeon Lord:  Two days pass before the small flag appears at the top of the wall. As half of the group hangs around in town, Wolfe, Sera, and the Doctor remain a good distance from the wall until the high high pitched sounds quiet.

Sera:  "The noise just stopped."

Wolfe: Wolfe got some catching up with Sera during that time, at least, and would have spent it learning more about her and what she's done the last five years.
He also fills her in on his adventures - though he leaves out the bits about being a drunken lout and the gem curse.
Inspiration!
After rolling a die roll, roll another die and take the new result.   

Beryllium: Beryl calls to Jonias's mind when the flag appeared on the wall. "Elf! the banner is on the wall. Didn't see anyone put it there."

Wolfe:
The Half-Orc feels a little more solid in his footing, he nods as they come to an end as he sees the flag disappear. Laying his hand on her shoulder, he gives her some solidarity. "Sera."
"No matter what happens, I'm happy I found you."

Jonias Siannodel: Over the course of the two days, Jonias regalled Euron and Westra with details of the elven temple he explored.

Sera:  "Me too Father. I thought you hated me for....." Her head falls for a brief moment before raising up and giving him a forced smile.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra found a porch area that afforded her a line of sight on the gate, and took to hanging out there when it was her turn to watch. She and Euron had plenty to discuss over meals or evening drinks, and hopefully looked like a normal pair conversing.

Darish:  "Sera, I have need of your services again." A deep voice says to the half orc standing outside the wall, she turns towards the voice. Wolfe and Cat are unable to see anyone.

Wolfe: Wolfe whispers to Cat, his eyes narrowed. "Do you see him? Invisibility, maybe?"

Sera:  She tenses at the sound of the voice before turning its direction. "Of course. What do you need? Are you close to curing me? You said you were almost there a fortnight ago."

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Wolfe:▓▒░ « I cannot see him, no. »

Darish:  A short man appears, in a long billowing cloak, several feet from the still closed gate. He chuckles softly. "Of course, my dear. It will be any day now, but first I need you to retrieve something for me." He looks around the woods for a moment. "The town has been quite busy these last few days, have you heard of the newcomers in town?"

Sera:  "I....have not. I have just been in the wood, it was still full moon until two nights ago."

Wolfe: "Anything you can whammy him with so he can't try to run?" Wolfe whispers. "Or cast? For all we know he's a mage."

Darish:  "They are looking for you, did you know that?"

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Wolfe:▓▒░ « He is still behind that closed gate... »

Wolfe: "So he's not out here with us? It's an illusion?"

Euron Sand: Euron would talk with Westra and Jonias, attempting to remain as normal as possible in the company of "friends".

Sera:  She shifts uneasily.

Wolfe: "Get ready to counter cast him."

Sera:  "Who are these people?"

Wolfe: "Can you tell the others he's out here?"

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Wolfe:▓▒░ « I have to be able to see them... »

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs.

Darish:  "Inconsequential, but I worry for your safety, my dear. Perhaps you should just come with me and I can send 'someone' else to fetch what I need."

Wolfe: "Never fuckin' easy."

Dr Catriona: Unless she can sense GIZMO nearby.

Wolfe: "Get ready Cat, I'm gonna walk out there."

Dr Catriona: She puts an earpiece in.

Sera:  "No, I can take care of my self. What did you said you required?"

Beryllium: Flying above the walls, Beryl reaches out to Jonias's mind, "The man is outside the gate, speaking with Wolf woman"

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Wolfe:▓▒░ « I can have GIZMO alert them. »

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias slips out from the shadows and makes his way to the blacksmiths porch.
"He's already outside somehow. He's talking with Sera. We should move."

Darish:  "Victor thought the same thing, and from what I heard their warrior beat him in single combat."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns, surprised, but gets up at once and heads for the gate.

Euron Sand: Euron armed himself and followed Westra out, heading for the gate.

Westra Goldbrook: ...and through it.

Sera:  "Victor's arrogance blinds him." She says as the door behind Darish begins to open.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves up slowly along his cover, making sure he can back Sera up.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra moves through the gate and spies the cloaked man speaking to Sera. "You, there. We must speak."

Darish:  The door is not quiet, and Darish looks over his shoulder as it creeks open suddenly. "So I see you have indeed met them."

Euron Sand: "Indeed, she has."

Wolfe: "Don't feel too bad, Darish." Wolfe says as he steps out. "It's hard for a girl to say no to her father."

Darish:  "Miss Goldbrook is it? A pleasure to make your acquaintance." He says not missing a beat.

Westra Goldbrook: "I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage, sir," she returned, as she approached. "I know only that you are called Darish. Is that right?"

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias stays back a few feet, just inside the gate with his new bow raised keeping an eye on the cloaked man abut also around for the guards and townsfolk.

Darish:  "That will suffice." He says with a smile. "I always do make effort to know as much as I can about any potential adversaries."

Westra Goldbrook: "Adversaries? Sera has told us you are helping to cure her affliction. What makes you call us adversaries?"

Darish:  "Wolfe, I have heard so much about you, though based on what Sera has told me I surprised to see her head still attached."

Wolfe: "I surprise a lot of people these days."

Darish:  He raises a finger. "Potential." He looks around to the group. "As I understand from my sources up North, your little group of swashbucklers sure can finish a fight."

Wolfe: "You've left a lot of fucked up shit in your wake, Darish."
"Experiments gone bad, little girls and little boys turned to Werewolves, undead, machines, and your own people..." He nods to the village behind him. "made to suffer."

Darish:  "I am merely an entrepreneur trying to make his way in the world and help a few poor souls on my way." He nodded to Sera. "Only trying to fix the affliction you cursed your poor daughter with."

Westra Goldbrook: "At the cost of the lives of others?"

Wolfe: Darish's words stung but Wolfe didn't show it. His eyes narrow at the man, but Westra jumped onto the line he was going to lay down.

Darish:  He shrugs. "Most were doomed to a worse fate. You saw how the gray wolves treat their 'guests'."

Euron Sand: "Have you no decency? You speak of life as if it's meaningless"

Wolfe: "Most, but not all."
"Lyla's proof of that."

Jonias Siannodel:

Darish:  "At an rate, this is not a church and you are not here to discuss mortality. Time is money." He looks pointed to Westra. "If we are not adversaries, what can I do for you?"

Westra Goldbrook: "You can cease these inhumane experiments," she said, pulling her polearm casually off of her back in order to lean on it. "Unless you are eager to explore our 'potential'."

Darish:  "That would be an unfair contest to say the least. Put your weapon away, Miss Goldbrooke, there is no need for violence."

Wolfe: "Sera."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias returns his attention to the villainous monologuing once Westra moved to lean on her polearm. The elf's bow snapped up, taking aim over the paladin's shoulder.
"Are we just going to let him bloviate or are we capturing him?"

Wolfe: "What has Darish had you do for him?" He turned to regard his daughter firmly. "All of it."

Darish:  He lets out a chuckle.

Sera:  "Bring him things. Live animals, such as a wyvern. Parts of animals.....some bodies...." She says, talking quieter as she continues.

Wolfe: "All of it." He says, firmer, his eyes narrow at her avoidance.

Darish:  "How is Antony? Did you receive word of his return to Neverwinter?" He leans in and says softly to the paladin while Wolfe questions Sera.

Sera:  "...mechanical parts and...." She whispers the last phrase to her father.

Wolfe: "Who. Sera." He says aloud, not letting her get out of it.
"Say it."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes in response. "What are you playing at, Darish?"

Sera:  "I don't know! I DON'T KNOW WHO HE WAS!" She yells at her father.

Wolfe: Wolfe turns to look at Darish then and he starts to approach him.

Darish:  "So many terrible things can happen to a lone man traveling such a long distance." He shrugs before returning his attention back to Wolfe and Sera.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc's eyes narrow at the man who is taunting Westra with veiled threats about her brother, the smug fuck who had manipulated his daughter into helping his depravities. He reaches out to grab Darish with both furious hands.

Wolfe: He plants firm fingers on the slimy man's throat, digging the mail-covered digits into his skin and pulling him up from the ground.

Darish:  The man's hand reaches under his robe, but he does resist Wolfe otherwise as he is lifted off the ground. He just looks at the half-orc with empty eyes.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc's fury, usually restrained for only combat, is now focused purely on the man before him. "How do you believe this is going to end for you if you play your fucking games?"
"BIND HIS FUCKING HANDS."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra reaches for Darish's arms and tries to pull them out to his sides

Euron Sand: Euron will assist.

Darish:  His eyes meet Wolfe's. "Vhrash glordiusho"

Dr Catriona: Venn will counterspell.

Westra Goldbrook: As the man begins to cast a spell, Westra releases the arm that Euron is holding, and attempts to punch the dood out.
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
4
Jonias
7
Euron Sand
22
Doctor Wicker
14
Wolfe
15

Darish:  His spell canceled, he grits his teeth and his hands wrap around the half-orcs muscular arm.

It is Darish's turn   

Darish:  Darish attempts to break free of Wolfe's grapple.

Wolfe:
Wolfe punches Darish in the back of his head.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
3

Darish:  The man is prompty stabbed in the back multiple times. "Offfff" Is the only sound he lets out.

Wolfe: Wolfe rushes forward, drawing his sword as he goes and with lightning fast slashes he strikes at the back of Darish's legs -- trying to hamstring him. "No."

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Darish:  The spell seems to strike Darish, but is reflected back at the doctor in some mysterious sorcery.

Dr Catriona:

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dr Catriona: The doctor emerges from the shrubbery, her hands frosted in ice. A javelin of ice coalesces in her hand and she hurls it at the man only to have it crash against some defense... then reform and come back at the doctor. She barely dodges it and takes some injury.

Jonias Siannodel:
rolling 1d4
(1)= 1

It is Sera's turn   

Sera:  She watches the whole spectacle in bewilderment, and does nothing. "I....."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias hurries out the gate, but without time to settle his aim, his shot goes wide.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra runs after the fleeing mage, though when she sees how fast she's losing ground she stops and throws a pair of javelins after him .

Darish:  Westra's spears fly through the air and impale Darish through the chest, he falls to the ground as they bother protrude from the front of his body. He falls to his knees, coughs, and dies.

Wolfe: Wolfe stops over his body, sword carrying Darish's blood at the edge of it. He looks over at Westra, then at Euron.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks grim.

Westra Goldbrook: She closes the distance to the fallen mage.

Euron Sand: Euron blinked. That was....faster than he expected.

Wolfe: "Well." Wolfe turns to Sera and cleans his blade off Darish's coat and loots his body.

Euron Sand: "We should see who he was."

Westra Goldbrook: Westa glances to Sera, checking the girl's reaction.

Wolfe: He pulls off his hood and cloak!

Dungeon Lord:  Wolfe finds a simple dagger, a small skeleton key, and a ring are the only belongings on the man.

Wolfe: Lifting the ring to the light, he inspects it and then tosses it toward Cat. "Hey, hold onto this will ya?"

Sera:  Sera just stares as within a matter of seconds Darish is cut down.

Wolfe: "Not how I wanted this to go." He says as he looks over at the javelins. "But..."

Westra Goldbrook: "Sera..."

Dr Catriona: She makes a face of distaste, but lets Wolfe drop it into her pouch without her touching it.

Wolfe: "I'll sleep just fine tonight." Turning he walks over to his daughter. "I know you had put a lot of hope into him, Sera."

Sera:  She looks to each of them. "You.....killed him...." The orc in her begins to take over and she punches her father. "You killed him!!!! HE WAS GOING TO CURE ME!!!"

Wolfe: Wolfe slaps his daughter across the face.

Westra Goldbrook: "No. He wasn't," Westra said, shaking her head.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias lets out a long whistle as he feels Beryl land on his shoulder, "Now that was a fine throw."

Wolfe: "Listen to me, you little shit. Recite again what you did for that man for the carrot of a cure."

Dr Catriona: Her eyebrows raise like someone in the studio audience of a Maury Povich taping.

Wolfe: "He was never going to cure you."

Euron Sand: Euron checks to see who Darish truly was, if he was someone they recognized. He will close the man's eyes and say a prayer for his soul.
A soul that is on its way to a very bad place.

Sera:  She is stunned by her father's slap for a moment. "He was! You know nothing! You never said you were going to murder him!" She turns and runs back into the woods.

Wolfe: "HOW LONG WILL YOU RUN SERA?"
"HOW LONG WILL YOU FORSAKE YOUR OWN HONOR?"
"You can either define yourself, or let yourself be defined by this curse!"

Dungeon Lord:  Darish appears short by human stature, his features are plain, and he does not appear to be anyone known by any member of the Watch.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs and chases after her.

Dr Catriona: Cat will teleport in front of Sera!
She will attempt to check the running girl with the expanse of her spider staff, American Gladiator style.

Dungeon Lord:  Cat gets smacked outta da way.

Dr Catriona:"Ah! Mistakes were made!"

Wolfe:

Dungeon Lord:  22

Wolfe:
Inspiration!
After rolling a die roll, roll another die and take the new result.   

Dr Catriona: "Tarnation."

Wolfe: Wolfe leaps out and grabs Sera by the back of her hair and with a yank pulls her into his arms. He pulls her into a fierce semi-hug slash grapple and snarls down at her. "Stop. Running. Face. Your. Decisions."

Dr Catriona: "Should have used caltrops." she grumbles and picks herself up.

Wolfe: "This isn't about the curse. This is about you and what you've done."

Sera:  "Get off me, you monster!" She yells as she is YET again tackled and restrained by her LOVING father.

Sera:  "I have done nothing worse than you!"

Wolfe: "STOP." He snarls at her in anger. "And listen to yourself! YOU BIT A CHILD. AN INNOCENT. TO SAVE YOURSELF. Face. Your. Fears." He says the words slowly, ennunciating them, trying to get his daughter to see what she has done.

Sera:  "I did not! You know nothing! I bit an old man! Starving and alone in the wilderness!" She spits at him. "He would have been tortured and killed the Victor's games!"

Dr Catriona: Walking back and using her fingers to unmessify her pearl-blonde hair with an attempt to look dignified, Catriona returns to the corpse and investigates it. She is looking it over for telltale details that this person indeed was some kind of scientist or alchemist: types of belts/pouches, tools, notes, chemicals, etc.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes her way after the orcs, but keeps enough of a distance to not interfere with the family moment.

Wolfe: "Can't you see what he did? What you helped him do?" Wolfe puts her down.

Dungeon Lord:  The doctor finds nothing other than the aforementioned key, ring, and simple dagger. He does seem to have an inordinate amount of hidden pockets in his cloak and person, but nothing inside them.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias joins the doctor to examine the corpse. Beryl hopped down from the elf's shoulders and mader herself visible.
Jonias joins the doctor to examine the corpse. Beryl hopped down from the elf's shoulders and mader herself visible.

Wolfe: He then reaches up to his neck and undoes the amulet.
He then reaches up to his neck and undoes the amulet. "You want a cure so badly? Here." He extends the amulet to her.

Dr Catriona: "He doesn't have any information on him." she says to to the two men who stayed. "He doesn't have any information on him." she says to to the two men who stayed.

Sera:  "YES! I KNOW WHAT I DID! AND NOW I DID IT FOR NOTHING!" She sobs.

Wolfe: "Take it. Live your life."

Sera:  "He could have cured both of us!"

Jonias Siannodel: "Beryl, take a look at that ring. Anything special about it?"

Wolfe: "I WOULD RATHER BEAR ANY CURSE THAN BE CURSED AT THE COST OF OTHERS."

Dr Catriona: "We will have to investigate his dwelling to get more information of him."

Wolfe: "In that, you have never understood me." The Half-Orc snarls. "And you never will."

Dr Catriona: "Or perhaps a Speak with the Dead spell."

Wolfe: "I had hoped that you would have seen, that you would have understood."

Dr Catriona: "I am.. uncertain if Helm provides such a thing?" she says to Euron, assuming he would know better.

Wolfe: "That always I had sacrificed for you, for your mother, for our lives."
"Because that is what service demands of a Samurai."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias makes a spooky voice over the corpse of Darrish, 'Wheeeeeerrrree dooo yoooou liiiiiive?"

Euron Sand: Euron gives Jonias a withering look. "Is that necessary?"

Dr Catriona: "I don't think that is a dialect of the dead." she says to Jonias, too naive in the moment.

Sera:  "I do understand. All that I care about in this world will be taken from me. Ripped apart in front of me." She seems to calm and looks up to Wolfe. "Ripped apart, by you." She growls and and stands. "Take your lies, your amulet, and your honor, and leave me alone!"

Euron Sand: He looked to Cat. "He does, but...that would require me to ask after I've had time to rest and reflect."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias smiles broadly while Beryllium chuckles on his shoulder.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at Sera and her throwing back his life at him. "You want the cure." He snarls at her and shoves it at her. "It's right there. Take it."

Wolfe: "And be gone."

Dr Catriona: Standing back up, she shrugs at Euron. "I don't know. He didn't sound like was alone in his efforts."

Sera:  "That's not a cure, its a lie." She looks at it one last time and turns to walk away.

Beryllium: Turning the ring over in her claws, Beryl begins to let out an excited noise, "Oh Jonias, wait til you take a look at this beauty!"

Wolfe: Wolfe tenses in anger at Sera as she turns her back on him.
He lets her go as he lowers his head and takes a slow breath, placing the amulet around his neck.

Wolfe: Wolfe draws his blade, the fury he has over this argument with Sera clearly affecting his emotions, his frustration so sharp in his features his eyes bear tears.
He kneels down and takes a slow breath.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe." Westra closes the distance and stands before him.

Dr Catriona: "Oh no." says the Doctor, looking over.

Wolfe: "I asked you once, what mattered more to you: Duty or family." He said without lifting his head.

Euron Sand: Euron turns to look.

Wolfe: "To me they had always been the same."

Westra Goldbrook: She crouches, and places a hand lightly on his to stay his hand a moment.

Sera:  She hears the blade drawn and pauses for a brief moment, but does not turn back around.

Westra Goldbrook: "Your work is not done, Wolfe," she told him, quietly but firmly.

Wolfe: "I will not do it." He says softly, his heart heavy, the words choking at his throat as if they were made of tar. "I cannot. She is all that is left of her mother in this world."

Westra Goldbrook: "You must. There are not enough honorable men in this world already. How would it celebrate your wife's memory for you to take one more from it?"

Wolfe: "But I cannot live with my dishonor. I made an oath."

Sera:  At those words, she begins walking into the woods.

Westra Goldbrook: "To find your daughter.:"

Wolfe: "To bring her home."

Euron Sand: Euron looked to Sera. "Your father has crossed the world to save you! He's put his life on the line for you time and again! This is how you honor the man who gave you life?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Or?"

Wolfe: "And if she would not return, to slay the beast she had become."

Dr Catriona: "Maybe her home is no longer where you believe it to be."

Westra Goldbrook: "And if you cannot?"

Wolfe: "You would not understand."
"You serve a Lord who treats his people without respect or honor." His eyes open and they burn from tears and anger. "Your duty is to a fat fuck who only cares about himself."
"A man who condemns his own people to death."

Wolfe: "A Shogun is a man who protects his people, who gives of himself to their safety, their bounty, and they in turn give him their loyalty and their honor."
"He gave me a life, Westra."
"A family."

Wolfe: "His daughter."
"I gave him my word."
"And if a man cannot live by his word, he should not live."

Sera:  Sera looks to this stranger. She scowls at him.

Jonias Siannodel:] "There is so much more to live for than words and honor," Jonias speaks up but realizes that even though well intentioned, it would be best to say nothing.

Dungeon Lord:  A moment later everyone's ears are filled with a high pitched screech, the machine near the doorway begins to whine and electrical current jets out in all directions.
A moment later everyone's ears are filled with a high pitched screech, the machine near the doorway begins to whine and electrical current jets out in all directions.

Westra Goldbrook: "Perhaps I once did," she said, slowly. "But I met a good man who taught me about honor, and about family, and duty, and the importance of those things. I am not in Luskan, where he commanded me to be. I am here, having helped you find your daughter, because it was the right thing to do.
"And if you can change my mind, then who can say what work you have yet to accomplish in this world? If you must give up your life, then give it up to service."

Wolfe: Wolfe pauses some at that, his eyebrows going up in question at what Westra just said to him. A sort of 'Huh?'

Dr Catriona: "Uh.. there is a disturbance...."

Westra Goldbrook: "Surrender your life to good works. To service."

Euron Sand: "Most fathers are taken to early, or they don't care enough to make the effort. You have a father who is standing here, right now, and offering you a chance to atone for the things you've done. There might be a cure out there yet...but you'll never find it if you give in to despair."

Westra Goldbrook: "In that way, you have lost something to atone for your honor, but you need not die."

Euron Sand: Euron's eyes turn toward the machine as it begins to screech. "That....can't be good."

Dr Catriona: "We have to take cover!"

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias looks to Doctor Wicker as Westra finishes her stirring speech, "Wow. If only there were a bard around to capture this moment. I'm sure those words could be made into song..."

Dr Catriona: She points at the machine.

Wolfe: "Better to die than be dis..." He stops as he hears the sound and lifts his head.

Dungeon Lord:  An explosion near the river shakes the ground, followed by another one closer, then a third. The whining increases and the metal orb near the door explodes, taking out a chunk of the wall with it.
An explosion near the river shakes the ground, followed by another one closer, then a third. The whining increases and the metal orb near the door explodes, taking out a chunk of the wall with it.

Wolfe: Wolfe is knocked to the floor at the explosions and the strange sounds.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is also knocked prone.

Dungeon Lord:  Screams and shouts echo from the town as the groups' hearing returns.
End Session 41
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on August 31, 2018, 10:51:26 AM
Session 42

Euron Sand: "Welcome back, friends. It's good to see you, but you've arrived at a dangerous time.
Lokien was slain by the werewolves, leading us to confront Darish, Sera's employer outside the gates of Sunderwood. Darish was fatally confident in his power, but he'd never met the Watch. He died quickly and Sera blamed us for taking away a chance a cure that never existed. We thought the threat was over.

Euron Sand:We were wrong.

Euron Sand: Another attack is immiment and Sunderwood's existence hangs in the balance. Either get to safety or prepare to fight!"

Dungeon Lord:  Smoke rises from several pillars nearby. Screams of people echo through the door and around the wall.

Dr Catriona: "Those devices were false!" exclaims the doctor, features strained in concern.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls herself to her feet, frowning in confusion at the doctor's reaction. "False?"
She starts moving towards the gate

Dr Catriona: "Not as advertised... rigged for a secondary purpose"

Wolfe: Wolfe gets himself to his feet, with Shokan in hand he follows after Westra

Jonias Siannodel: Hearing the explosions go off around the town Jonias realizes the place is now defenseless.
"We should get in, rally the townsfolk. If these devices are ruined it's probably best they flee."

Euron Sand:  Euron will get to his feet as quickly as he can to assess the situation.
Euron will get to his feet as quickly as he can to assess the situation.

Dr Catriona: "Won't that make them easier targets?"

Euron Sand: Euron will get to his feet as quickly as he can to assess the situation.

Dr Catriona: "Either they were rigged the whole time or someone tampered with them after the fact."

Jonias Siannodel: "Either way they should be prepared and make that decision. I've spent some time here. These are good people."

Dungeon Lord:  The town is engulfed in chaos as you run through the gate. Smoke rises from several burning buildings. Massive cracks run along the ground leading into the depths of darkness. Townsfolk attempt to fend off the beasts as they run rampart. A guard has already been slain by the nearest wolf.

Wolfe: As Wolfe surveys the town his eyes narrow. "If only Sera had opened her damned eyes about that fuck."

Dungeon Lord:  Lyla and Baldarich attempt to hold one at bay from several small children while a second one has already slain one of the guards. A massive mechanical gizmo with four swirling blades swings around the older man.

Dr Catriona: The rampant mahyem gives her pause, reminding her of the beginning of the fall of her homeland. "We should secure the children!"
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
10
Doctor Wicker
20
Euron Sand
3
Wolfe
6
Jonias
16
Westra Goldbrook
10
Doctor Wicker
20
Euron Sand
3
Wolfe
6
Jonias
16

Jonias Siannodel: Seeing things are worse inside the walls Jonais jumps over Euron and scrambles up the walls of the two buildings beside him. Once topside he peers down to the others, "I'll be your eyes if you need. Looks like Baldarich and some others are fending for themselves up ahead"
BR]Westra Goldbrook: Westra grits her teeth and looks around in dismay.

Dungeon Lord:  Lyla is battle the Mecha Wolf with a small dagger, though her agility seems undiminished in her human form.

Jonias Siannodel: "Three more of the beasts to the west." Jonias whispers harshly below

Westra Goldbrook: "Save the children first!"

Dr Catriona: The doctor draws out her Phantasmitron 2000 and it activates, creating a Hologram Guard that looks menacing!
She then uses a bonus to convert 5 pp to a 3rd level spell slot.
Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jonias Siannodel:
rolling 1d8 + 7
(2)+7= 9

Jonias Siannodel:
rolling 3d6
(1+2+6)= 9
rolling 3d6
(2+5+4)= 11

Dungeon Lord:  The arrow strikes true into the frost wolf, but he seems quite hearty even at the precise hit.

Dungeon Lord: Lyla is nearly cleaved in two from the massive beast's claws

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias slips over the rooftop and braces himself between the roof and the chimney. The elf fires an arrow towards the large blue wolf with Lothien's fabled bow. The arrow flew true and lodged itself deep into the beast's shoulder.

Lyla: "...You....jerk face......" She pants and stabs back at him
"...You....jerk face......" She pants and stabs back at him
13
17

Lyla:Eric stabs at the frost wolf, but lyla and baldarich are not doing well against the mechanical beast.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra swings her polearm to bear and rushes towards the nearest giant wolf.

Westra Goldbrook:"RAAAAHHHHH!" she yells, cleaving into the beast.

Lyla: 69


Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: The flustered academic's mouth hangs agape at the furious carnage doled out by the knight.

Westra Goldbrook: Blood sprays in a wide arc as the beast is slashed nearly in half by Westra's furious blows. It topples backwards, landing with a wet slump, and Westra turns to continue towards the next oversized beast.

Wolfe: "Looks like the kids are gonna be alright."

Dr Catriona: "Botheration!"

Dungeon Lord:  A werewolf leaps across the battlefield to the Doc!

Euron Sand: Some days, Euron wonders if he should have taken the more martial path in serving Helm. Like today.

Wolfe: "I'm sick of fucking lycanthropes." Wolfe snarls as he steps forward to deliver JUSTICE against the werewolf that attacked Cat.
"I'm sick of fucking lycanthropes." Wolfe snarls as he steps forward to deliver JUSTICE against the werewolf that attacked Cat.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets pummeled by a pair of werewolves, bruised up some but not out of it yet. "That all you sissy girls got!? I've been killing Dogs twice your size since I was a teenager!"

Dr Catriona: The doctor is picked up by the arm trapped in the jaws of a massive lycanthrope and she wiggles before her form slides through spacetime a few feet away.

Dungeon Lord:  2
2

Euron Sand: Westra, Wolfe, Jonias all feel Helm's hand settle over them to guide their actions!

Dungeon Lord:  The last werewolf seems to enjoy the smell of the doctor as it charges across the field to her.

Eric:  "Praise Torm you have arrived! They came from underground! What madness is this?" He says to Westra as she cuts down the massive wolf.

Dr Catriona:
On Wolfe.

Wolfe vibrates


Dr Catriona: The temperature drops around Catriona Wicker, frosting over her flesh and skin.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔


Dr Catriona: Completely coated in thick ice, she draws out her PEKCER device and zaps Wolfe in the back.
And Wolfe enters PEKCERTIME!

Wolfe: "HHHHHHHRRRTHISSSSSSAGAIIIIIIIIIN"
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Jonias Siannodel:
rolling 3d6
(5+1+1)= 7

Westra Goldbrook: "Beast!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Be gone from here you abomination!" Westra roars towards the mechanical wolf

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias fire's a shot down towards the werewolf engaged with the now frozen Dr. Wicker.

Dr Catriona: Her voice takes on a crystalline echo, vapor escaping with her breathing. As her powers influence her personality...she offers this chilly comment. "Do these creatures do not know I am allergic to dander."

Westra Goldbrook: "NO!" she shouts, running harder

Jonias Siannodel: In a scramble to gain cover Jonias summons an illusion of fire and smoke rising from the roofline ridge of the blacksmith's home.

Dungeon Lord:  The mechanical wolf's massive jaws bite down on the small child, leaving only legs upon the gound. In a swift gulp the rest of the small child is consumed by the beast before it turns around the cuts down the old professor in two swift swipes.

Eric:  You beast!

Jonias Siannodel: Unfortunately, this version of the spell her cast required a short delay for the fire to grow and generate smoke. Part of the illusion you see. but not enough to crewate cover

Eric: His attacks seem ineffective.

Westra Goldbrook: Once Westra reaches the wolf, she slashes angrily at it in a series of quick blows.

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 3d6
(5+3+3)= 11
rolling 3d6

Dungeon Lord:  Westra lays a beating on the mechanical wolf, but it still stands.

Wolfe: Vibrating and blurring in extra speed, Wolfe goes even further beyond his mastery of blade as he gains the ultimate focus of a Super Samurai. He unleashes his blows counter-clockwise, targetting the one on Doctor Wicker first.
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
Way of the Blade

Wolfe:
2

Wolfe: Wolfe coughs the blood.

Euron Sand:

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

It is Giant Mechanical Wolf's turn   

It is Giant Mechanical Wolf's turn   

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

It is Werewolf's turn   

It is Werewolf's turn   

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

It is Werewolf's turn   

It is Werewolf's turn   

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: "It would behoove you to find your reserves and dissect these mongrels, Mister Wolfe." she icily says.

Euron Sand: Euron heads over to Wolfe to place his hands on the Half-Orc warrior.

It is Werewolf's turn   

Wolfe: "IMTRYINGTOKILLTHEMTHANKSCATOHHEYTHANKSEURONTHATHELPSALOT"


Dungeon Lord:
A massive wolf leaps from a burning building!

Westra Goldbrook:

Dungeon Lord:


It is Giant Fire Wolf's turn   

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias Siannodel:
rolling 3d6
(1+2+2)= 5


It is Giant Mechanical Wolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:  Westra is surrounded!

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: A giant fiery wolf emerges from one of the burning buildings, causing Westra to swing wildly at it in surprise. She misses, but snaps her attention forward again just in time to evade the mechanical wolf's bite and claws. She then grits her teeth and slashes back at it, growling in tempered rage.

Jonias Siannodel: Leaping over the small illusory flames, Jonias looks down to the werewolf wedged between Wolfe and Dr. Wicker. Just as the creature looked up at the elf, an arrow lodged itself through it's left eye. The werewolf groaned and stumbled backwards in a heap.

Westra Goldbrook:
rolling 2d6
(1+2)= 3
rolling 2d6

Jonias Siannodel: The elf gave a smile and wink down to his companions before shuffling back over his smoke illusion that has grown into substantial more cover.

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Werewolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Dr Catriona: The icewoman looks down on the killed attacker with a visible disdain and a derisive shrug.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
10

Wolfe:
2

Dr Catriona: "Admirable display." she says in a removed, monotone affect.

Wolfe: Wounds the would have killed a lesser man strike through Wolfe's splint mail. Fresh blood courses down through his shirt and chest. He coughs blood, but in a scream of rage he unleashes four quick slashes as he cuts BOTH werewolves into quarters with the magical edge of Shokan. "NO. MORE. WEREWOLVES!" He yells in rage as he sprints across the field and shoulder-charges the firewolf, uncaring that his body gets singed.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin


Euron Sand: Euron brandishes his holy symbol and calls out to Helm. "Restore this noble warrior!"
It is Giant Fire Wolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy


Westra Goldbrook: Fiery claws rake down Westa's back and she groans in startled pain!

Dr Catriona: The doctor 's hands melt and steam as the ice falls from them, only to have them ignite with azure fire. Then she literally just holds her hands forward, like Palpatine and unleashes a torrent of blue flame at the Mechawolf.

Dr Catriona: She superheats its core... and the monster tries to remove its insides before it EXPLODES, showering the area in parts and pieces.
It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dr Catriona: "Faulty construction." she coldly says.

Jonias Siannodel:
rolling 1d4
(1)= 1


It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: A familiar jet of blue flame wooshes by her, and the mechawolf explodes under the doctor's assault. Westra doesn't pause to lament the gore; she turns and roars her battle cry as she turns to confront the Fire Wolf.

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(4)= 4


Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(2)= 2


It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu


Wolfe: 3
3
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Wolfe: Wolfe brings his blade down three times in quick, lightning-fast succession to slash across the Werewolf's arms and back. "HASAKIIIII!!!"

Dungeon Lord:  The werewolf turns towards the half orc, who chipped several pieces of flaming flesh from it's back, and snarls.

Euron Sand:

Dungeon Lord:

It is Giant Fire Wolf's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
To Wolf

Wolfe: "COMEONNNNN!!!!"

Dungeon Lord:

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: Wolfe falls to the ground and the Werewolf savages his body on the earth.


Jonias Siannodel: Jonias peaks over the ridgetop again and fires at the beast. His arrow guided by Euron's blessings.

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a final breath, then passes from the face of Faerun.

Euron Sand: "No. This will not stand." Euron said, marching over to Wolfe's fallen corpse.

Jonias Siannodel: From over the ridgetop of the house, "Did we win?" the elf hollers below.

Dr Catriona:The ice begins to melt from the doctor's form, her expression grim and uncertain.

Euron Sand: Euron kneels and lays his hands upon Wolfe, chanting in a foreign language that sounds almost musical in cadence. He asks Helm to return Wolfe to this realm, refusing to let his body go.

Westra Goldbrook: Too focused on the foe before her, Westra watches the fire wolf die and only afterwards sees Wolfe's body prone beyond it. She stares, watching helplessly as the cleric kneels over him

Euron Sand: "And what do we say to the Gods of Death, my friends?
Not. Today."

Dr Catriona: "..there are multiple?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra releases the breath she'd been inadvertantly holding.

Jonias Siannodel: Not hearing an immediate response, the elf vaulted down from the blacksmith's roof, dismissing his illusion. He joined the others as Euron knelt over Wolfe's body.

Dr Catriona: "Oh stars and garters, you are marvelous!" she says to Euron, otherwise stunned.

Wolfe: Somewhere in a distant place - beyond the hemisphere of life and all senses, he felt something calling him away from the afterlife he would have seen. His wife was waiting beyond and the opportunity to be reunited with her in an honorable afterlife was a tempting call.
Something whispered "Your task is not yet done", was it Euron's voice? Was it Westra's?
His eyes opened and he took a slow, wet breath, coughing blood as he lurched to his side, clutching at his wounds. "Arrgh."

Westra Goldbrook: She nods, and moves over to put a grateful hand on the cleric's shoulder. "Praise Helm," she quietly murmurs.

Euron Sand: "Welcome back, Friend. We'll get you patched up."

Westra Goldbrook: "Have you finished your nap, Wolfe?" Westra asks dryly, something awfully close to humor lurking behind her expression. She offers him a hand up, and in doing so imparts the healing power of Helm to help Wolfe recover.

Eric:  "Five hells, that was madness..." The man pants clutching at a wound on his ribs as he watches the cleric resurrect Wolfe. "Who are you people?!"

Westra Goldbrook: ((30 HP to wolfe))

Wolfe: Wolfe breaths heavily wearied from wounds, but Westra's magics help reknit much of what the Werewolves had torn out and he exhales slowly with a groan. "Thanks." Slowly he sits up and extends a hand toward Westra to help him up.

Westra Goldbrook: Eric asks who they are, and Westra pauses, smirking at Wolfe, then turns to face him.
"We are the Watch. We're here to help."

Eric:  Two children appear from the nearby doorway. "Liliana, Sajit, are you alright?!" He embraces the small girls as they appear from outside the door of the home. They cry into the guard's shoulder.

Dr Catriona: The doctor, without much warning, gives Wolfe an exuberant and awkward hug. And its all damp because she was covered in ice a few moments ago.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks from the guard and the children over to where Lyla had been, and frowned at the remains of the child who'd led such a rough life.

Wolfe: He will then walk over to where Lyla fell, frowning as he looks over her remains. He falls to his knees - in part from exhaustion and part from grief, and begins whispering a prayer to the Pantheon of Kara Tur. He wasn't an exceptionally religious man, but he felt moved to at least make the attempt.

Eric:  "She always was an odd Lass." He says joining Wolfe and Westra, a girl at each side. "But she saved my girls today, and I will never forget that. Her and Baldarich sacrificed themselves without a thought of themselves."

Westra Goldbrook: "These creatures..." Westra says, after a solemn moment. She turns and eyes the gashes in the earth nearby. "They rose from the earth?"

Euron Sand: Euron looks around at the damage and destruction. He sees the place where Lyla fell, and Humphyry's body. These people did not deserve this.
"I will see these people given proper burials and Last Rites, if those who remain allow it." Euron said.
It would be good to do something, rather that ruminate over everyone they'd lost since this madness started.

Eric:  He frowned. "Something around the town exploded, then....the earth cracked open...and they just jumped out of the holes......devil spawn to be sure!"

Wolfe: "I hope his soul finds torment." Wolfe says softly in anger, then rises slowly to his feet. He looks slowly around for Lyla's father

Dr Catriona: Seeing herself somewhat outside of the moment and too properly timid to be of any comfort, Doctor Wicker walks slowly towards the burning house.
She attempts to put the fire out with her bizarre abilities.

Wolfe: Not seeing him out and about he makes his way towards Stoheim's home.

Eric:  The streets seem barren and though the two children emerged, no one else has yet to show themselves.

Dr Catriona:
She is putting out fires!

Wolfe: Wolfe, suddenly, is blindsided by Cat's hug and it causes him to lose some of his ANGERsteam. Despite what had just happened, he turns to the Mystic and offers a broad smile. "Hey. Thanks, back there, for having my back."

Dr Catriona:

Wolfe: "Lyla's dad was in here." He thumbs toward Stoheim's house. "We should find out where he went."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded, and followed after Wolfe.
The Doctor suffocates the fire with a choking funnel of gravity, with some serious effort.
End Session 42
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 10, 2018, 12:23:48 PM
Session 43

GM: The town is saved? All the beasts are dead, as are some villagers. Vadim is missing, is the young boy dead? Do more beasts hide in the depths below or can the poor hamlet finally rest in peace knowing the threat of werewolves has finally been eliminated.

Wolfe: Wolfe allows Cat to go take care of the burning homes while Euron and Westra talk to the townsfolk and Jonias explores the cavern.
Taking a slow and steadying breath from freshly resuscitated lungs, Wolfe knocks on Stoheim's door.

GM: Wolfe receives no answer.

Wolfe: Without a response, Wolfe pushes open the door and steps inside. "Stoheim?" He says aloud, trying to garner the man's attention if he's in hiding, or checking if he's wounded.

Westra:  Westra pauses in her conversation with the tonwsfolk when she hears Wolfe call for Stolheim. She turns to see him going into the blacksmith's home, and excuses herself to follow suit.

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker, when the matters are settled in regards to the fires, will reconnect with GIZMO-3, LEROY and The REX!

Stoheim: The iron lock on the door prevents Wolfe from entering. The shout elicits a response however. "Wh....who's there?!"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Greetings Mistress."
"Your chariot awaits you."

Wolfe: "It's Wolfe, Stoheim! Come out here! Layla's dead!"

Dr Catriona: "Exemplary work, both of you." she says to the mechanical beings. She will give the transport a look over and inspection to make sure everything is on the up and up and everything is as it should be.

Westra:  Westra eyes the side of the house, and considers walking around to check for other entrances.

Stoheim: A minute passes without confirmation.

Jonias: Jonias looks to Westra and Euron near him. The elf's eyes flash white for a moment before they return to normal.
"Beryllium has found some motion below us. Looks like she's found some rats and an iron door." The elf points to the chasm Beryl has already entered.

Westra:  Westra begins to move towards the side of the smith's house, but stops when Jonias speaks. She looks to him, then to Wolfe, and pauses a moment further to gauge Wolfe's intention

L.E.R.O.Y.: "It is exceptionally annoying being based off a nocturnal avian, that one talks so much." He points to Gizmo.

Westra:  If he continues to speak to Stolheim, she'll move around the house, looking for a back door.
or window
or wall that looks like it needs a bruising.
she's not picky.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Jonias and Westra, noticing their stares. He steps over toward them for a moment. "What's going on?"

GM: She finds only a dusty window on the back half the door.

Jonias: The elf smirks at Westra before moving around towards Baldarich's home.

GM: (on the back half the home)

Westra:  "Jonias'... ah... associate(?) has found a door down below," she tells wolfe

GM: As Westra glaces through the dirty glass, she can see the man laying against the far wall sobbing and quickly polishing off a bottle of something.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow.
He turns then to Stoheim's house. "STOHEIM, DID YOU LET DARISH INTO YOUR HOUSE!?"

Westra:  Westra then moves around the house.

Jonias: Jonias reaches out to his familiar once again, calling her to check the chasam behind the school teacher's house. the one she had spotted before.

Stoheim: He continues to not answer Wolfe's question. Westra can see the man chugging like a college frat boy.

Westra:  Westra puts an armored elbow through the window glass, and then moves it around to break all the now-shattered glass away from the frame.
That done, she jumps up and grabs the upper windowsill, then kicks her legs through the now-open window and hops inside.

Wolfe: Wolfe will look at the hinges of the door, mentally gauging how hard it'd be to kick the door down.

Westra:  Once inside, she takes a look around, and sneers at the sight of the blacksmith, shaking her head in disapproval while she walks to the front door, ignoring him for the moment.
She unlocks it to allow Wolfe in.
"Good luck getting anything intelligible out of him," she mutters.

Wolfe: The door swings open and Wolfe is momentarily surprised to see Westra on the other side. "Huh."

Stoheim: The stench of body odor and alcohol permeate the building. Stoheim just stares as Wolfe and Westra as they break into his home.
"Go ahead....just kill me. I was too afraid to save her. I am a coward." Tears streak his face as he drops the empty bottle onto the floor, allowing his hands to fall limply across his thighs.

Wolfe: "Stoheim, did you know Darish? Do you know which house he was staying in?"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Mistress, I believe we need to discuss my hazard pay. These types of retrieval operations into enemy territory were not part of my contract."

Dr Catriona: The doctor administers a goodberry to LEROY to make sure he is well fueled.
"You will receive hazard pay when I do."

Stoheim: "He lives in the northern most house on the road." He points towards the north bridge.

Westra:  Westra draws her halberd and moves towards Stoheim

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Require more biomass. My reserves are dangerously low."

Dr Catriona: (Goodberry feeds anything for a day!)

Wolfe: "Did you know what he was about? What he was doing? Did he use that passage?" He points to the door.

Stoheim: He just shakes his head.

Wolfe:
8
INSIGHT (1)
Wolfe
The Half-Orc believes him, he turns and leaves him in his misery.

Dr Catriona: If all of a sudden LEROY cannot process the supernutrient of a goodberry that can fuel a dragon or whale or tarrasque for 24 hours, then she will just give him some of the destroyed wood thats all over the place.

Wolfe: He then walks over to the door and checks around for traps or the like.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Thank you mistress, that is much more filling."

Wolfe:
22
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe
Wolfe got tired of this mourning father, he then moves behind Baldarich's home and checks the door for traps.

GM: Wolfe finds no traps around the doorway as far as he can tell. The stone and dirty steps descend down into darkness beyond the half orc's vision.

Wolfe: Figuring it's fine for now he moves over and starts to sift through the rubble of Darish's home for anything of interest.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Wolfe? What are you looking for?" she asks, turning from the robotic gnome and the carriage.

Wolfe:
19
PERCEPTION (4)
Wolfe

GM: Wolfe finds little except ash in the home. It appears there were not much in the way of furnishings in the homes.

Wolfe: "Hrmph."

Dr Catriona: She looks befuddled (more than usual.)

Jonias: Jonias's eyes flash white again briefly before he looks again the others.
"Another set of metal doors. Someone was busy toiling underneath this town it seems."

Wolfe: Wolfe grunts and walks back over to the others. "Checked the wreckage of Darish's home. Not much there."
"We should help everyone get figured out and take a break to rest before we go on. Who knows what the fuck is down there."

Westra:  "Agreed."

Euron: "That sounds like a good idea." Euron said.

Jonias: "If we're to rest then I'll stay out here and keep watch. Should anything come crawling out of the chasms I'll call for help.

Wolfe: "Kay, I'm going to the tavern and finding a bed. I'm dead tired." He says as flatly as possible and heads that way.

Dr Catriona: "It isn't unusual for a Mad Scientist to create his workshop in a subterranean area. It aids with containment."

Westra:  Westra leaves Stoheim to drown in his filth, and sets about helping the other villagers find some measure of safety before heading to find a bed

Dr Catriona: ((Are any of the Lycanthrope devices intact or salvagable?)

GM: The doctor can easily confirm that the cause of the explosions and fire were the 'anti-werewolf" devices exploding. (She may recall that is was caused by an apparent electric overload.

Westra:
3
HIT DICE (D10+2)
8
HIT DICE (D10+2)

Wolfe: 19

Westra:
9
HIT DICE (D10+2)

GM: 8

Jonias: Keeping an eye out while the others rest, Jonias pulls out the ring found on the Darnish's corpse. The elf seemed unable to deduce the source of its power; it's power, like the tome, beyond his own ability.

GM: The group descends into the earth and in a short time finds themselves on stone paved floor, and plain dirt walls. Two heavy iron doors stand forbiddingly to the east and the south.

Wolfe: Wolfe caught one hell of a good nap, and after reconnoitering with the rest of the Watch he will follow Jonias's direction down to the cellar. So far the Elf had proven himself and not given Wolfe much reason to doubt him.

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker does a mild costume change, gear checking and intense hair brushing so she looks prim and professional. Because we are going into a business environment...

Wolfe: "Alright I'll take the front. Westra keep close, the rest of you guys keep around ten feet back from Westra. Jonias, you want to check for any surprises that fuck may have left for us?"

Jonias: Jonias gave the dragonlin's neckl a scratch, "Thank you, Beryl"

Westra:  Westra rests and goes through an extra round of her prayers and meditations in preparation for descending into the dark. She follows the others down, grimacing at returning to the light-less world beneath the surface.

Jonias: Jonias then moves to examine the door to the eat first, then the southern door.

Westra:  "Any objections to me lighting a torch, anyone?"

Jonias:
26
PERCEPTION (8)

Euron: Euron prayed and rested, then gathered his gear and made ready to finish this. He took Wolfe's direction and stayed behind Westra.
"I think you should, Westra."

Jonias:
28
PERCEPTION (8)

GM: Jonias finds no traps on either door as far as he can tell. There seems to be no handle or lock that is visible from the southern door. There is a rather intricate keyed lock on the eastern door.

Dr Catriona: She keeps GIZMO-3 in his pokeball.

Wolfe: Wolfe produces a key from his coat. "I grabbed it from Darish's corpse."
He then inserts it into the keyhole.

GM: The door dramatically unlocks.

Jonias: Jonias nods and lets Wolfe open the door.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc pushes through, gesturing for the others to follow.

Westra:  Westra lights her torch, then follows the others through the newly-unlocked door

GM: The door opens quite silently into a small hallway before opening into a more expansive room. Steel bars for a 'wall' to the south, and the room extends further to the east.

Euron: Euron follows Westra, mace at the ready and making sure that Cat is okay in the back.

GM: 31

Wolfe: Wolfe waits for his Paladin aura

Jonias: Jonias steps slowly into the room and begins to look around.
11
PERCEPTION (8)
12
INVESTIGATION (6)

GM: A howl erupts from across the room.
GroupInit:
Westra Goldbrook
18
Doctor Wicker
21
Euron Sand
20
Wolfe
13
Jonias
18

Dr Catriona: (I can summon him as an action)

Wolfe: "More Werewolves, I'd guess, get ready!"

Dr Catriona: ((Are we waiting for something? isnt there a header or something?))
(What are those colored ball things)
(dangerous floofs?)

GM: There are three pedestals to the groups left with swirling gas contained within them. Their purpose seems unclear. Further into the room are racks with pieces of metal and weapons, work benches and cauldrons, breakers, and other sciency things.

Dr Catriona: The Doctor will remove the Phantasmitron 2000 and let it hover. The device casts a holographic dwarven soldier with his ax raised and an angry beard!! Minor Illusion.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: Jonias, Westra, and Wolfe feel Helm's grace and fury flow through them!

Dr Catriona: ((Because minor illusion cant be higher than 5 feet!))

Euron:
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.

Dr Catriona: ((short humans are wack))

It is Werewolf's turn   

Jonias: ((says the amazon))

GM: The werewolf leaps and attacks at FakeDwarf(TM)

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra:  While the werewolf is attacking fake!dwarf, Westra moves forward and attacks real!werewolfe.

Dr Catriona:  Image

Westra:
11   10
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
8
Slashing
13   21
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
11   22
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
12   27
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
8 + 5
Slashing
rolling 1d4
(3)= 3
rolling 1d4
(3)= 3

Westra:  rolling 1d4
(1)= 1

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias:
24
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
10
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(1+4+6)= 11

It is Werewolf's turn   

Westra:
18   27
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
12 + 10
Slashing

GM:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 17
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 16 | 18
Damage: 10piercing

Jonias: Jonias stays behind Westra and fires an arrow over the captain's shoulder into back of the werewolf.

Westra:
3   8
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Dr Catriona: "This is certainly an elaborate laboratorium! Were its patron not diabolical and unethical, he would find me quite envious of the facility!"

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: The Samurai steps forward and delivers a quick overhand slash with both hands before coming back with a tree-chopping slash.
21
Shokan GWM (+4)
Wolfe
22
Slashing
11
Shokan GWM (+4)
Wolfe
20
Slashing
1
6
Shokan GWM (+4)
Wolfe
27
Slashing

It is Werewolf's turn   

GM:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 17 | 14
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 15 | 14
Damage: 10piercing
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 9 | 16
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 26 | 10
Damage: 8 + 6slashing

It is Werewolf's turn   

It is Werewolf's turn   

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: ((Do they all look healthy?))
The room's temperature plummets as the Doctor balls her fists and siphons the heat from behind the lycanthropes in a terrible cold snap.
Frozen Rain
evocation 3
Casting Time: One action
Range: 120 ft
Target: 20 ft radius
Components: M (Mastery of Ice)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, choose a point you can see within 120 feet of you. The air in a 20-foot-radius sphere centered on that point becomes deathly cold and saturated with moisture.

Each creature in that area must make a CON saving throw DC15. On a failed save, a target takes 16 cold damage, and its speed is reduced to 0 until your concentration ends. On a successful save, a target takes half as much damage.

- As an action, a target that has its speed reduced can end the effect early if it succeeds on a Strength (Athletics) check with a DC equal to DC15.

You can increase this effect's damage by 1d6 per each additional psi point spent on it.

5 psi points spent.

GM:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 8 | 10
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 21 | 4

Dr Catriona: ( half damage on the 3rd 1)
She maintains concentration on the zone, forming a localized blizzard.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: (Its a full action to summon it)

Euron: Euron moves forward and calls upon Helm, summoning a mace made of light into the room!
19   10
60 ft
Spiritual Weapon (+8)
7
Force
DC16
Dexterity Save
14
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

GM:
Dexterity
Werewolf
Ability: 18 | 18

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra:
27   14
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
11 + 8
Slashing
22   16
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
16   10
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
11
Slashing

Dr Catriona: The werewolves that failed their save find their feet being locked into creeping permafrost.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias:
21
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
13
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(5+3+6)= 14

Westra:  With the doctor's odd magic all but freezing the nearest wolves in place, it's child's play for the paladin to relieve one of them of his head.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Ice-cubed Lycanthropes look like perfect targets to the werewolfed up Half-Orc. He brings his blade down in quick but savage slashes at the neck-lines of the iced-up pups.
24
Shokan GWM (+4)
Wolfe
26 + 10
Slashing
24
Shokan GWM (+4)
Wolfe
20 + 3
Slashing
19
Shokan GWM (+4)
Wolfe
21
Slashing

Jonias: Stepping to the side, Jonias fires another arrow over the captain's shoulders.
"It like having a moving wall."

Dr Catriona: (ice giblet)

Wolfe:
18
Orcish Fury Crit Damage
Wolfe

It is Werewolf's turn   

GM:
Bite (Wolf or Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 19 | 18
If the target is a humanoid, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw or be cursed with werewolf lycanthropy.
Claws (Hybrid Form Only)
Werewolf
Attack: 17 | 18

Wolfe: Wolfe makes ice-cubes out of two werewolves.

GM:
Damage: 18piercing
Damage: 9slashing

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: "Ow."
"Getting old, can't dodge that fast anymore."

Jonias: "Death has a way of slowing people down," Jonias says with a flash of a smile to the half-orc

Dr Catriona: She releases her fists and the internal ice vortex dissipates, into a cool and refreshing breeze.

Wolfe: "Don't worry though, Princess." He nudges Westra with his shoulder, drawing out a cloth to clean his blade. "As long as I'm here they won't try to kill ya."

GM: As the last wolf falls, the group can see this is some kind of testing and containment area. The caged door to the south has broken off its hinges where the ceiling cracked.

Westra:  Westra sighs, relaxing slightly. ":Well done, all," she says, looking around with narrowed eyes.

Wolfe: "Cat, Jonias, any idea what those glowing clouds of gas are?"

GM: More grunts and snarls come from the southern darkness.

Dr Catriona: She shakes her numb hands a bit and plucks the hologram caster out of the air and stows it.
((is combat still live?))

Euron:
6
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Wolfe: "Thanks Euron."

Euron: "Anytime, my friend. Let's hope that lycanthropes aren't as well coordinated as we are."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks south!

Westra:  Westra pushes past the broken gate
and heads south

Dr Catriona: Removing the metallic sphere from her belt pouch, she tosses it out. "GIZMO activate." It bounces once and then unfolds in spectacular fashion, restructuring into the goddamn true hero of the story.

Wolfe: "Cat, can you or Jonias figure out what that gas is?" He asks as he follows after Westra.

GM: A massive beast slams against the bars. A bear with rotting flesh tries to reach at Westra with large claws!

Dr Catriona: "Shouldn't we make sure the facility is clear of ..um..assailants first?"
"AH!"

Wolfe: "Holy." Wolfe whistles slowly.

Dr Catriona: "Like that!."

Wolfe: "Zombie bear."

GM: (5 rds)

Westra:  "What in the name of Helm..."

Euron: "Heln's bloodshot eye, what is that?"

Westra:
16   21
PERCEPTION (5)

Dr Catriona: "Should we not destroy it while we have it contained?"

Westra:  rolling 1d4
(2)= 2
(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): you see HUGE rats looking at you through the grates in the middle door.

Westra:  "And giant rats," she adds with a grimace, gesturing towards the middle door.

Dr Catriona: (are the rats undead?)

GM: The bear continues to strain and fight to get to the group, though the bars seem sturdy.

Wolfe: "Definitely should put it down, yeah. Jonias, Euron, Cat, can you just shoot it with spells and arrows while it's caged? Westra and I will cover you."

Jonias: Baryllium taps Jonais on the shoulder.
"These are the rats Beryllium saw before. these gates must lead to the other two openings."

GM: the rats appear just large and hungry.

Dr Catriona: (Can things be fired through?)
Catriona pulls two strings along her pocket and a pair of mechanical hoses fall out of somewhere and attach to her gauntlets. They glow blue as if filling with fuel.

Westra:  "Doctor, have you a means to--ah, very good," Westra says, stopping when she sees the doctor doing something appropriately weird.,

Dr Catriona: She flicks the igniter under her gloves and opens a massive torrent of fire that floods the entire cell in an inferno.

Euron: "That was...hot."

Wolfe: "Man."
Wolfe looks over to Euron.

Euron: "That was also terrifying."

Wolfe: "Of all the people who punned just now..."

Euron: "Utterly terrifying."

Dr Catriona:
Rolling Flame
evocation 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 20'x20' cube in 5'
Components: M (Mastery of Fire)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
You create fire in a 20-foot-by-20-foot cube within 5 feet of you. The fire lasts until your concentration ends. Any creature in that area when you use this ability and any creature that ends its turn there takes fire damage.

3 psi points spent.
7 fire damage per round
`End of Turn, take 7 fire damage if in Rolling Flames

GM: Hundreds of screams echo on for nearly half a minute before the only sounds that remain are the grunts of the bears in the cage nearby.

Jonias: Jonias gets on one knee and summons an illusion of a thick cloud in front of himself to hide behind while he nocks an arrow.
14
STEALTH (10)
26   25
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
7
Piercing

Dr Catriona: She carefully floods the room with azure fire, as if a pair of flamethrowers are mounted onto her wrists.

Jonias: rolling 3d6
(1+6+3)= 10

Wolfe: Wolfe watches Cat with rapt fascination - he doesn't seem to mind her pest control as the rats were huge, ugly, undead and - rats...

GM: After several minutes and many magical arrows (and flames?) the bears seem to be dead.

Jonias: Meanwhile Jonias plinks away with another arrow

GM: A batch of eggs in a nest sit in the far corner of this cell.

Wolfe: "What is all this fucked up shit?"

Dr Catriona: Stepping back, she holds up her hands, smoke rising from them. The hoses retract back into her coat with a minor gesture.
((What if its Facehuggers))

Wolfe: "Nicely done Cat." He says back toward the Scientist, then pulls out his key to inspect the door to the west.
(Same key?)
He inserts the key and opens the door.

GM: A long hallway greets Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: "Can you imagine if more of these things got loose? The contamination would be catastrophic."

Wolfe: "Alright, stick with me incase anything comes out of the ceiling or the walls or some shit to try and eat me."

Dr Catriona: "Um.. thank you." she replies realizing the compliment.
Mike:
19
STEALTH (10)

GM: The door to the North has a heavy metal bar resting over a pair of hooks, holding it locked.

Wolfe: "Hey I think this is the door that connects to the entrance." He points to his right, then looks to the south.

GM: The door to the south has a simple metal handle and no keyhole.

Westra:  "Yes, that seems about right," she agrees

Dr Catriona: Catriona's left bracer has a soft red LED blink every so often, like a fuel meter reading near empty.

Wolfe: Slowly Wolfe moves to the south and opens the door. He takes a slow breath, using his Second Wind to regain some focus and composure, then will open the door.
14
17
DEXTERITY SAVE (0)
Wolfe

GM: An electrical shock nearly bakes Wolfe's hand but he avoids most of it as the electrified door swings opened. He takes half of 8 lightning damage.

Dr Catriona: She looks upward, trying to find the fissures that correspond to the ones above ground. Can she see up there?

Wolfe: Wolfe eats some of the worst static electricity he's ever had in his life. His hand jerks back in pain. "YEOW!"

Dr Catriona: ((The holes in the ground on the surface))
((oh))

GM: She can see a crack in the ceiling of the rats, but is unable to get in the cage.
Mike:
18
STEALTH (10)

GM: Several levers sit along the walls in this room, two glowing crystals sit in a cast along the north wall and another metal door sits along the eastern wall.

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly moves through the door, unsheathing Shokan as he slowly enters the room. "Be careful." He whispers back to the others.

Dr Catriona: She writes with chalk on the junction , demarking the path to the entrance.

GM: To the south, within glowing rings of energy rest three objects which are difficult to make out at a distance.

Dr Catriona: "GIZMO, go assist Mister Wolfe and Mister Siannodel with scouting."

Jonias: "Hello... What have we here?"

Wolfe: "Oh..." Wolfe says slowly as he approaches, his eyes widening as he surveys the things behind the bars. "Damn."

Westra:  "This man was mad," she breathes, narrowing her eyes at the beasts at the south of the room

Jonias:
17
INVESTIGATION (6)
GIZMO-3: The mechanical owl strafes the perimeter of the room.

GM: The rings dim for a moment as the hum of electricity raises from seemingly everywhere before it recedes and the rings thicken in color again.

Euron: "Mad is a kind word for...this."

Jonias:
15
ARCANA (6)

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over the inhabitants of the cage.

Dr Catriona:
27
ARCANA (7)

GM: The crystals are ideal to focus or store various forms of energy.
Cat noticed that the same crystals seem to be arrayed around the pillars of energy to the south.

Dr Catriona: An energy expert, she can recognize the familiar traits of the crystals.

Jonias: "Doc, any thoughts?"

Westra:  Westra looks over towards the lever nearest the southern bars, and then up towards the ceiling, looking for any sign that that lever is engineered to affect the cells

Dr Catriona: Lifting her glasses to rest atop her head, she strokes her chin a moment. "These seem to be conduits for energy. Focusing or storing it."

Wolfe: "Does it look like there's an imminent danger of these things getting out?"

Dr Catriona: "With energy, there is always a chance of danger."

Wolfe: "Best guess, Cat."

Dr Catriona: "These bear semblance to the ones about the pillars there."

Jonias: "I would assume they would be left in whatever stasis they're in while still powered. Is that correct doctor?"

GM: The gate is a very large structure, the large lever in the northeastern corner reminds Westra of a portcullis wench.

Dr Catriona: ((Are those creatures moving?))

GM: Yes there is movement within the energy field, though you cannot see what is moving within.

Dr Catriona: "Possibly containment fields. These might unlock them."

Jonias: "We could leave it alone for now. Hopefully whatever is powering these crystals will hold for a while longer."

Westra:  "I would like to collapse these tunnels and bury all of this forever," she murmurs, eyeing the other levers.

Dr Catriona: "Though deduction would have me consider that special containment fields are only needed for creatures which are too difficult to contain by more mundane means."

Westra:  "These levers are colored, as are the crystals. Perhaps they are related.":

Wolfe: "Before we decide to bring everything down we need to assess if there's an immediate threat to the village."
"If this is something we can come back and investigate later, let's leave it."

Westra:  "Yes, I was just speaking wistfully. I know we must deal with these."

Dr Catriona: Is there any documentation anywhere?"

Wolfe: "Maybe we don't, but we don't have all the information still. Something caused the explosions upstairs, and caused the Werewolves to get loose and come up, but not release everything. Darish could have a henchman or an assistant down here and we have to find out."

Dr Catriona: (thats what my Inspiration card says!)

Westra:  "The large lever there," she said, pointing top the largest lever in the NE corner of the room, "seems large enough to move a gate of this size," she said, gesturing to the gates separating the party from the contained creatures.
"And the levers are colored to match the crystals which seem to be charging the fields."

GM: The door to the east has no keyhole or handle as far as you can tell.

Westra:  "So that leaves two levers unaccounted for,"

Dr Catriona: "We should have decapitated the corpse of the Mad Scientist and asked the head questions." she muses to herself, clinically.

Wolfe: "Lessons for next time."

Euron: Euron just looks at Cat.

Wolfe: "Be ready." Wolfe tries the lever for the portcullis.

GM: The lever takes a bit of Wolfe's strength but the sound of gears and a chain whirling echo in the ceiling. A moment later the bars in front of the containment fields begin to move.

Dr Catriona: She makes those theories.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc heaves, HEEEEAVES and pulls to open 'er up!
"At...least... we'll... know... what's... in here... if it's bad... I'll... close... it up..."

Euron: Euron keeps his eye on the cage, waiting to see if the creatures are set free.

Westra:  "Very good." Westra ventures south to inspect the creatures

Wolfe: He moves forward, exhaling and gaining his breath.

GM: The energy fields remain in tact as the doors click against the walls.
In the western pillar of dark swirling energy, even up close it is difficult to make out something in there, but what it is, you are still unable to see.

Dr Catriona: "Do you sense them as undead?"

GM: The middle pillar is a bright orange and gives off a cool heat, the creature inside is a hideous creature with a huge snout.
The eastern pillar is a rainbow of primastic energy and houses a white dragon, its scales glitter and reflect the light making that area of the room look as if covered by a disco ball.

Euron: Euron attempts to look at the western pillar creature to see if there's any way to make out what it is.

Dr Catriona: "How did he smuggle these massive creatures down here without anyone noticing?"

Wolfe:
9
NATURE (0)
Wolfe

Euron: "If there are tunnels, that could do it."
Beryllium: The little dragon familiar hisses at the sight of another dragon bound and caged.

Wolfe: Wolfe squints at the dragon, considering what he recalled of his last experience with a dragon. "I wonder if this was Astanaxia's young."

GM: ((Astonaxia))

Westra:  "How many young, errant silver dragons can there be in this area?"

Dr Catriona: "I can try to communicate with it."

Wolfe: "She was missing one of her kids and the Werewolves were responsible, do you remember?" He asks towards Cat and Westra.

Westra:  Westra arches a brow at Cat.
"Now that you mention it, yes."

Dr Catriona: Cat rests two of her fingers against her temple and intently focuses on the Dragonoid.

Westra:  She waits to see if anyone can communicate with it.

Jonias: "Beryl is none too happy to see a dragon caged..."

Dr Catriona: ░▒▓Telepathy with Dragon Prisoner:▓▒░ « Hello. Are you familiar with Astonaxia? »

GM: It watches the group through the shimmering pillar of power, but receives no response. At the same moment the pillars dim a second time and the sound of electricity rumbles from seemingly everywhere. A moment later, they return to their full colors.

Wolfe: "Uhhh..." Wolfe looks around slowly, confused.

Dr Catriona: "There might be too much interference." she reports, her hand dropping. Then she looks around at the power shift.

Wolfe: "What just happened?"

Westra:  "It happened before, when we first entered."

Dr Catriona: "I think these containment units might not hold for long."

Westra:  "We should lower the gate again."

Wolfe: "Well that's great."

Jonias: "Right, so we know this dragon's kin?"

Euron: "Do you think these things require maintenance? Like at certain times?"

Jonias: "Lets pull whatever leve frees the dragon then close the gates

Dr Catriona: "Energy never stays in the same place forever, Father Sand."

Westra:  "We must consider that this creature has been abused and may not be in its right mind."

Wolfe: "The dragon could be under a spell or something."

Westra:  "Let us make sure the rest of these tunnels are clear, and then we can return to deal with this."

Jonias: "Then we should close the gates."

Dr Catriona: "Of what I see here, the dragon might actually help if the system fails and it might behoove us to free it first and earn its trust."

Westra:  "...unless it's likely that the dragon may perish by the other creatures if the containments all fail together.."

Dr Catriona: She points at the giant. "My estimations are that there is only a 43% chance that these gates and doors will contain that creature.
"

Jonias: Jonias taps his shoulder, "We already have Beryl. Maybe it's more likely to trust one of its kind and a couple of friendly voices."

Dr Catriona: (theres only one giant... TROLL WOLF™)

Westra:  "Alright, then."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs slowly. "Alright, Cat. I trust ya."

Westra:  "Back up and I'll pull the colored lever."

Wolfe: "Whatever you think we should do." He steps back slowly and sheaths his sword. "Sheath your weapons - let's not appear hostile."

Jonias: Jonias stays in front with Beryl

Westra:  Westra slides her halberd to her back, and then pulls the pink lever.

Dr Catriona: (Btw is that Glass Case openable?)

GM: The glass case does seem to be on a hinge, but it seems locked or stuck.

GM: The orange pillar in the middle of the room shutters then disappears. A strangle grunt howl is emitted from the beast as it charges at Jonias!

Dr Catriona: "TARNATION!"
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on September 20, 2018, 05:37:19 PM
Session 44

Levinath (GM): The sinister lair of the mastermind has been discovered by the Watch! What monstrosities lie in the remain depths? The group will not know if they are murdered by nega-troll!
GroupInit:
Euron Sand
15
Westra Goldbrook
19
Jonias
5
Wolfe
2
Doctor Wicker
5

Dr Catriona: "I did not account for duplicity in labeling things incorrectly as a purposeful security measure!"
"Did this Mad Scientists diabolical intellect no no shame?!"

Wolfe: "What a surprise - the asshat that conducts heinous experiments on random people and monsters turns out to have a sick sense of humor." He says, flatly.

Dr Catriona: '

Jonias: "Neither did I," Jonias replied, bracing himself for a blow that would no doubt hurt very much.

Westra Goldbrook: "Somehow, this seems fitting," the Paladin grumbles as she swings her polearm 'round and heads towards the Troll Wolf moving angrily towards Jonias.
20   9
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing
19   15
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
7
Bludgeoning
11   21
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
10
Slashing

It is Troll Wolf's turn   

Levinath (GM): As Westra strikes the massive wolf, some of its wounds seem to seal shut before the halberd finishes its assault. Fury fills hits eyes as it strikes back at the paladin.
Bite
Troll Wolf
Attack: 22 | 9
Claw
Troll Wolf
Attack: 16 | 22
If the troll hits one creature with both claws on the same turn, the target creature must make a successful DC 16 Dex save or its weapon (if any) gains a permanent and cumulative -1 penalty to damage rolls. If the penalty reaches -5 the weapon is destroyed.
Claw
Troll Wolf
Attack: 12 | 24
If the troll hits one creature with both claws on the same turn, the target creature must make a successful DC 16 Dex save or its weapon (if any) gains a permanent and cumulative -1 penalty to damage rolls. If the penalty reaches -5 the weapon is destroyed.
Damage: 13slashing

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: ((he used Revivify so)

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-3: Gizmo, back in action, flies in and ejects sparkling chaff in the Troll Wolf's face to give Jonias an advantage.

Euron: Euron calls upon the power of Helm to guide his allies' strikes against the terrifying beast.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias:
17   18
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
13
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(5+6+2)= 13

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: The area immediately around the Doctor darkens in a supernatural fashion. The shadow she casts shifts and splits... like ink black translucent pools they slide along the ground and come up behind the Troll Wolf. Nega Docs Activated.
Shadow Beasts
abjuration 2
Casting Time: One action
Range: 60 feet
Components: M (Mastery of Lightt/Dark)
Duration: Concentration up to 1 minute
As an action, you cause two shadows to appear in unoccupied spaces you can see within 60 feet of you. The shadows last until your concentration ends, and they obey your verbal commands. In combat, roll for their initiative, and choose their behavior during their turns. When this effect ends, the shadows disappear. See the Monster Manual for their stat block:

SHADOW

3 psi points spent

Jonias: "Thank you Captain Goldbrook. Allow me to return the favor," Jonias said to the heavily armored captain as he leaned to the side to fire, almost point blank, into the side of the troll-like monstrosity.
Just as quickly a faint blue hand appears near one of the levers that opened the gates.
Nega-Doc
Initiative: 8
Initiative
Nega-Doc
Initiative: 4
Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Nega-Doc: "The slummmmber is overrr..." moans one of the Nega Docs, stretching.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a deep breath, focuses his attention and his focus on the monster ahead of him and whispers a soft word to himself. Holding Shokan in both hands he moves forward and strikes with two quick slashes of the magical daikatana.

Nega-Doc: "Treats abound!" says the other.

Wolfe:
Fighting Spirit
Wolfe Class: Samurai/3rd Level
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
22   10
Shokan GWM (+4)
Wolfe
28
Slashing
24   9
Shokan GWM (+4)
Wolfe
27 + 6
Slashing
13
Orcish Fury Crit Damage
Wolfe
74

It is Nega-Doc 1's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: He cuts him off some WOLF TROLL for lunch.
maybe dinner

Levinath (GM): There is enough to last two meals.

Nega-Doc: ((are there shadows around to hide in?))
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 16 | 20
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 2. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: "Back to the void with you, abomination!" Westra grunts, calling on Helm's aid to guide her strikes. (Vow of Enmity) She then slashes twice at the beast before her.
18   15
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
8
Slashing
24   25
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing

Levinath (GM): The disco lights from the dragon's cage continue to reflect across the room.

Nega-Doc: Nega-Doc 1 swipes at the back of the monster. "Soooo hungry!" "Okay, don't over play it, One." chides Nega-Doc 2.

Westra Goldbrook: The beast's core splits open, spilling its innards in an odious heap on the floor, and Westra steps back with a scowl.

Nega-Doc: "That was over quickly." bemoans Nega Doc 2.

It is Nega-Doc 2's turn   
Sixxy

Jonias: Feeling the surge of Euron's blessing and knowing it could only last so long, Jonias looks to Westra, "We should pull the other levers, now while we still hold your god's favor."

Nega-Doc: "Where is the target rich environment, nerd?" says Nega Doc 1 to Catriona.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks around the room, and with a grim expression gestures to the levers on the wall. "Release another. We cannot trusts these cages to hold forever, and i will not leave the people on the surface to deal with these monstrosities on their own."
"One at a time."

Wolfe: Wolfe picks the red and pulls it down.

Nega-Doc: She tries to pull a lever and fails. "Amazing."

Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Troll Wolf's turn   

Levinath (GM): A moment after the troll wolf is disemboweled, it's innards seem to flow back inside, the gash sealing itself shut. The beast roars and assaults Westra again.

Nega-Doc: The other Nega Doc claps sarcastically, but it makes no sound.

Wolfe: "Whoah!"

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Troll Wolf
Attack: 16 | 24
Claw
Troll Wolf
Attack: 26 | 10
If the troll hits one creature with both claws on the same turn, the target creature must make a successful DC 16 Dex save or its weapon (if any) gains a permanent and cumulative -1 penalty to damage rolls. If the penalty reaches -5 the weapon is destroyed.
Claw
Troll Wolf
Attack: 25 | 16
If the troll hits one creature with both claws on the same turn, the target creature must make a successful DC 16 Dex save or its weapon (if any) gains a permanent and cumulative -1 penalty to damage rolls. If the penalty reaches -5 the weapon is destroyed.
Damage: 8piercing
Damage: 15piercing

Westra Goldbrook:
16   5
DEXTERITY SAVE (3)

Jonias: "Right, a troll. So we need fire."

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, caught off guard by the resurgence of the troll, takes a face full of claws and hits the ground, unconscious.

Euron: "How's this for fire?"
DC16
Dexterity Save
8
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame
Dexterity
Troll Wolf
Ability: 2 | 11

Nega-Doc: (but thats radiant)

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: "Um."
"That's not actually fire!"
Hero's Charge
Wolfe Other: Special Boon
You may expend your reaction and second wind to immediately move up to 1.5 times your movement to an ally who has fallen unconscious. Upon reaching the target you heal them with your second wind plus an additional 1d4 + 1 for each attack of opportunity you received while moving.

You may only use this boon once per long rest.
15

GIZMO-3: Gizmo does another flyby distraction to give Jonias another advantaged attack.

Wolfe: Wolfe sees Westra fall and he quickly leaps over her and slashes at the Troll-Wolf, yelling out a loud "NO!" in a powerful, deep bellow.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Wolfe: He pulls Westra to her feet, giving her a hearty shake as he interposes himself between the two. "YOU'RE NOT DONE YET, GODS DAMNED YOU."
Somehow the taunt revitalizes the Paladin.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dr Catriona: Advantage is available for your first attack
Wolfe screamed at Westra like Hulk did to Tony Stark in Avengers 1 at the end

Jonias:
20   22
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
7
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(2+6+2)= 10

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: "Has it expired for certain now?"

Jonias: Jonias dropped to one knee, lining up his new bow to fire through the flames of Westra's torch.,
The creature fell in a heap, little flames licking at the wound where the arrow pierced true.

Nega-Doc: "Show off." both Nega Docs wryly express to Jonias.

Jonias: "May still want to toss the torch on him before we pullm another lever."

Westra Goldbrook: A bellowing voice shakes Westra back to consciousness, and she finds herself being pulled to her feet.Hearing the discussion about the fallen troll, Westra nods. "Doctor, do you have any oil in your belongings? Any extra fuel for the fire?"

Dr Catriona: "Why do I need oil? I am a walking accellerant."

Westra Goldbrook: "Fair enough," she realized, with a nod.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Cat at her statement. "..A what?"

Dr Catriona: She snaps her fingers and ignites the body with a blue fire if the creature cant save?
DC15
Dexterity Save
12
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Wolfe:
16
NATURE (0)
Wolfe

Jonias: Jonias, unsure exactly if the shadows are reflections of Dr. Wicker, or something else under control, gave the twin shadows a slight wink and a smile at their exclamation.

Euron: "A walking accellerant..." He says quietly to himself.

Dr Catriona: She already fired it

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Euron: Fire Troll

Dr Catriona: (so my turn nothing?)

Wolfe: Wolfe cuts off the troll's head.
PROCEED

Dr Catriona: (I did)

Levinath (GM): The troll corpse begins to burn more freely.

Wolfe: Hefting the troll's head, he looks over to Cat with a shrug. "We owe a man a Werewolf."

Dr Catriona: She will go and use her Interact with Object on the purple lever.

Wolfe: He stuffs the head into his bag of holding.

Dr Catriona: ((I can freely interact with an object))

Levinath (GM): The glass case creeks opened behind the doctor.

Dr Catriona: "That is.. odd..."

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't put the head into the bag, then.

It is Nega-Doc 1's turn   
Sixxy

Westra Goldbrook: "What... are you doing?" the Paladin asked, watching Wolfe desicrate the fallen beast's corpse.

Wolfe: "WE'LL TALK ABOUT IT LATER." Wolfe says loudly.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks to the Doctor, the confusion plain on her features

Nega-Doc will ready an action, to trigger upon an enemy being freed.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Wolfe: "I'm saving a TrollWerewolf head to pay off your resurrection, Westra."

Dr Catriona: "There is some matter with those gemstones in the case."

Wolfe: "The guy who had the scroll and the gem to bring you back from the dead wanted a Werewolf as recompense."
"But he was kind of a dick."
Wolfe shrugs and gestures to the troll werewolf head.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra just... looks... stunned

Dr Catriona: "Oh... yes, that did happen."

Wolfe: "We gave him our word."

Levinath (GM): The yellow gems that were containing the werewolf appear inert now.

Westra Goldbrook: "For what purpose?"

Wolfe: "Fuck if I know. Nothing good."

Westra Goldbrook: Glower.

Wolfe: "That's why I was going to give him a crazy Troll Werewolf and let it eat him."

Westra Goldbrook: "Will it survive in there?" she asked, both horrified and fascinated.

Wolfe: "He's something like a crimelord of Waterdeep. Well, it regenerates, so yes. But it won't be happy."

Westra Goldbrook: "...who is this man you made your deal with?"

Wolfe: "Eston Ware."

Westra Goldbrook:
7   23
HISTORY (3)

Wolfe: "I sure as fuck wasn't going to give him Lyla."
"But this seems the best of both worlds - portable Werewolf, and it is likely to eat him."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks as though she doesn't know quite what to make of that revelation, and recenters her attention on the remainder of the room. "We can talk about it further once we've dealt with this," she said quietly. "Another lever, please?"

Dr Catriona: "If we are to use how the visual light spectrum of colors functions...there may be some combination..." she says to herself."

Westra Goldbrook: ...she says, looking to the others.

Wolfe: "Sure, heh."
Wolfe punts the head across the floor.

It is Nega-Doc 2's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: He watches it roll.

Nega-Doc: "I can't touch things. Except immortal souls and life energy."

Wolfe: Then he turns his attention to the problem ahead as they fiddle with the cage.

Nega-Doc: She just readys an attack like her duplicate.

Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Troll Wolf's turn   

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: (thats a door one!)
(thats the last colored one)
(he shoulda double moved over here and interacted with the one by me)

Levinath (GM): The dark purple barrier falls down with a release of energy. A gaseous form of a wolf with flowing purple eyes remains from the pillar.

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

Nega-Doc: ((Does it look aggressive?))

GIZMO-3: Gizmo circles the bizarre entity, granting one advantage to Jonias before flying away.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔


Jonias:
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
8
Piercing
rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Levinath (GM):
Initiative
Ethereal Wolfe
Initiative: 17

GIZMO-3: (Are we certain its aggressive?)

Jonias: Not knowing what to do against a gaseous wolf. Jonias fires an arrow into the wraith like werewolf.

Dr Catriona: The doctor backpedals and readies a cantrip, holding it for the moment the creature makes any hostile action.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe draws a potion and hands it to Westra.
"Here, drink this before you get yourself killed again."
11

Jonias: "Does anyone have a large palm leaf or some sort of fan?"

It is Nega-Doc 1's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 11 | 20
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 4. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

Levinath (GM): The dark wolf seems difficult to strike.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra tries anyway.
20   25
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
14
Slashing
27   10
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8 + 3
Bludgeoning
15   24
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
7
Slashing

Nega-Doc: Nega Doc 2 shirks from Westra. "Ugh, too holy. BOUNDARIES!"

Levinath (GM): Westra's blade seems to pass through without a notifiable impact, but as the halberd passes through, the blade glows silver with the dragon's magic and the beast lets out a growl.

It is Nega-Doc 2's turn   
Sixxy

Nega-Doc: "She's tasted more death than either of us!" says one to the other. "Oh, Too soon!" They both cackle raspily.
"Hug time!"
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 8 | 21
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 3. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Ethereal Wolfe's turn   

Levinath (GM): "Darkness......." A raspy voice echos before blackness fills the room.

Nega-Doc: Cat acts

Dr Catriona:
DC15
Dexterity Save
9
Fire
90 ft
Energy Beam (Fire)

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Ethereal Wolfe
Ability: 15

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: (Cant cast spells you cant see at))

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: Gizmo will go and investigate the gems!

GIZMO-3: He picks up the blue one!
It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias: Unable to see anything, the elf takes a step back towards the wall hoping to feel his way around by getting to the wall.

GIZMO-3: The Robo-Owl beeps and boops and hoots...mechanically.

Jonias: Stepping out into light, Jonias looks for something he can do.
((Ready an action to shoot an arrow when he can actually see an enemy))

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-3:
Focus: Mastery of Light/Dark
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Darkness: While focused on this discipline, natural and magical darkness within 30 feet of you has no effect on your vision.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.

Levinath (GM): The Wolf's red eyes follow the doctor as she enters the darkness.

GIZMO-3:
11
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe ATTACKS THE DARKNESS (attacking the wolf with disadvantage)
17   20
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing
20   17
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
12
slashing
1 4

Levinath (GM): The silver glow of Wolfe's attack radiates from the pitch black for a moment before disappearing.

It is Nega-Doc 1's turn   
Sixxy

Nega-Doc: "We like Darkness too!" loudly whisper the Nega Docs. NegaDoc 1 hides as a bonus action, enhanced by the darkness. Then it will attack from hiding.
Stealth
Nega-Doc
Skill: 13 | 14
+2

Levinath (GM):
Perception
Ethereal Wolf
Skill: 18

Nega-Doc: Boo.
It attacks with disadvantage then.

Levinath (GM): "I...see...you...."

Nega-Doc:
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 16 | 6
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 4. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra also continues lashing out into the darkness.
12   8
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
14
Slashing
20   15
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
7
Bludgeoning
15   16
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
12
Slashing

Nega-Doc: ((Bless))

It is Nega-Doc 2's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: ((Concentration checks))
Stealth
Nega-Doc
Skill: 19 | 10
+2

Levinath (GM):
Perception
Ethereal Wolf
Skill: 7

Nega-Doc: ((You actually need a light spell like Daylight))
((not the cantrip light))
The Nega Doc swirls in the black and then attacks! with advantage.. but it cancels out to a normal roll.
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 5 | 13
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 3. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

Nega-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Ethereal Wolfe's turn   

Levinath (GM): The Wolf's hands glow with a silver light, which it throws two at the Doctor.
Hurl Moonlight
Ethereal Wolf
Attack: 25
Target must succeed a DC 15 Constitution save or be glowing for 4 rounds.
Hurl Moonlight
Ethereal Wolf
Attack: 10
Target must succeed a DC 15 Constitution save or be glowing for 4 rounds.
Damage: 16cold

Dr Catriona: They are
9
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)
(so I glow)
And now for Concentration
10
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Levinath (GM): The instant the glow appears around the Doctor, the wolf teleport to her.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona: She looks over her arms and such. "This is peculiar."

Euron: Euron sees the darkness and knows that the others are capable of seeing through that. So he calls upon Helm's power and summons daylight to help his companions!
Daylight
evocation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S
Duration: 1 hour
A 60-foot-radius sphere of light spreads out from a point you choose within range. The sphere is bright light and sheds dim light for an additional 60 feet.

If you chose a point on an object you are holding or one that isn't being worn or carried, the light shines from the object with and moves with it. Completely covering the affected object with an opaque object, such as a bowl or a helm, blocks the light.

If any of this spell's area overlaps with an area of darkness created by a spell of or lower, the spell that created the darkness is dispelled.
Ethereal
Wolfe: "Nooooo....."

Nega-Doc: The NegaDocs shirk and hiss.

Wolfe: "Oh hey! THANKS!"

Jonias:
9
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
8
Piercing

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

Nega-Doc: ((doesnt stop him from doing that though))

GIZMO-3: The owldrone fires off a volly of miniature flares in the Ethereal Wolfe's direction to distract it.
Advantage for Jonias

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias:
18   21
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
9
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(1+6+2)= 9
Ethereal
Wolfe: The wolf seems mostly unaffected by Jonias's weapons.

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Jonias: Able to see his foe, Jonias fires off an errant shot before redrawing a new arrow and letting loose once again. Though his strike is true, it is ineffective...

GIZMO-3:
Focus: Mastery of Ice
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Ice: While focused on this discipline, you have resistance to cold damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
Ethereal
Wolfe: A glowing circle erupts from the Doctor. The ground around her glows with silvery moonlight.

Dr Catriona: She will disengage otherwise.

Jonias: "Have your owl help the others Doctor. I'm not going to be much use in this fight." Jonias looks now over to the green gem instead to see what it could possible do.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe, now with the path lit up, approaches the Ethereal Wolf (NOT WOLFE). "Hey! Leave her alone!" He yells and swings his daikatana twice at its flank.
12
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
11
slashing
24
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
12
slashing
1 BLESS!
Ethereal
Wolfe: The Wolf frowls as the searing silver light strikes true again.

It is Nega-Doc 1's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 7 | 24
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 2. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: When the lights come back on, Westra spins to find the nega-Wolfe going after the Doctor! She heads that way, halberd raised to strike.

Dr Catriona: ((the last thing I rolled over 11 was init))

Westra Goldbrook:
14   12
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
12
Slashing
15   27
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8 + 3
Bludgeoning
13   26
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
7
Slashing
rolling 1d4
(3)= 3
rolling 1d4
(4)= 4
rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

It is Nega-Doc 2's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona:
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 14 | 23
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 1. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

It is Ethereal Wolfe's turn   
Ethereal
Wolfe: 2
Bite
Ethereal Wolf
Attack: 13
Claw
Ethereal Wolf
Attack: 27
Claw
Ethereal Wolf
Attack: 26
Damage: 12slashing
Damage: 10slashing

Dr Catriona: ((How is it reaching Westra?))

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron:
Channel Divinity
Class: Cleric 2nd Level
As an action, you present your holy symbol and evoke healing energy that can restore a number of hit points equal to five times your cleric level. Choose any creatures within 30 feet of you and divide those hit points among them. This feature can restore no more than half of its hit point maximum. You can't use this feature on an undead or construct.

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-3: Gizmo drops the crystal by the yellow inert ones, then goes to give advantage to Jonias.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias: Jonias slips over behind the doctor, moving to quickly examine the green gem.
19
ARCANA (6)

Levinath (GM): Jonias recognizes a now inert gem that can be used to store and channel large amounts of energy.

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-3: Catriona will READY a cantrip to go off after Wolfe's turn (start of Next Round).

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
28
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
13
slashing
20
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
14
slashing

Nega-Doc: Playing an inspiration card

Wolfe: Wolfe collects some beat-ass tax from Ethereal WOLF (not WolfE)

Dr Catriona: (lol its one of those raid things that burst people. I wanted jonias to take damage)

Levinath (GM): The ground below the doc begins to glow again.

Dr Catriona: ((Im kidding))
For this round, all my attack rolls are at advantage.
Starting with Doc's cantrip
DC15
Dexterity Save
17
Fire
90 ft

Dr Catriona:
12   18
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+7)
Jets of blue fire stream towards a target.
19
Fire
Now Nega Doc 1

Jonias: Jonias looks over to Doctor Wicker, "We can channel energy into these. or even store some. But as to what, how and why? I still don't understand... Obviously our evil doctor was using these to hold creatures in stasis, but who knows how else we can use these."

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Ethereal Wolf
Ability: 24

Dr Catriona: ((no dex save))
(that was a mistake))

Nega-Doc: Nega Doc 1 moves in and attacks with advantage.
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 14 | 10
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 2. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

Levinath (GM): The doctor's blast strikes true, but seems to do no damage.

It is Nega-Doc 1's turn   
Sixxy

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Nega-Doc: ((It said you gain attacks for the entire round))

Levinath (GM):
17   9
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
9
Slashing
21   14
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
11
Slashing
12   12
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
1

It is Nega-Doc 2's turn   
Sixxy

Levinath (GM): The Wolf's mist flows and churns for a moment. 8

Nega-Doc:
Strength Drain
Nega-Doc
Attack: 15 | 15
and the target's Strength score is reduced by 3. The target dies if this reduces its Strength to 0. Otherwise, the reduction lasts until the target finishes a short or long rest.
If a non-evil humanoid dies from this attack, a new shadow rises from the corpse 1d4 hours later.

It is Ethereal Wolfe's turn   

Levinath (GM): The Wolf teleports next to the Doctor.

Dr Catriona: "Maybe everyone should stay away from me." she says, almost like an emo conclusion to her affectation.
"AH!"

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Ethereal Wolf
Attack: 18
Claw
Ethereal Wolf
Attack: 9
Claw
Ethereal Wolf
Attack: 23
Damage: 15piercing
Damage: 8slashing

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr Catriona:
21
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Wolfe: "Cat!" Wolfe yells in distress, seeing the scientist be assaulted by the creature.

Euron:
3
Healing
Higher Level Cast
10
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds
Cat add 4
Euron holds up his holy symbol and points it in the Doctor's direction! Life-giving light streams toward the Half-Elf to heal her wounds!

It is GIZMO-3's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-3: Advantage trigger on Wolfe.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias: Jonias separates his bow into blades and strikes at the ethereal wolf.
15   19
Black Blade Shortsword (+7)
10
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(4+2+2)= 8
Booming Blade
evocation 0
Casting Time: 1 Action
Range: 5 ft.
Components: V, M ((a weapon))
Duration: 1 round
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 1d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
At Higher Levels. This spell's damage increases when you reach higher levels. At 5th level, the melee attack deals an extra 1d8 thunder damage to the target, and the damage the target takes for moving increases to 2d8. Both damage rolls increase by 1d8 at 11th level and 17th level.
Jonias looks to Catriona, "I suggest you flee..." Then stabs the shadow creature.
rolling 1d8
(4)= 4

Jonias: rolling 1d8
(4)= 4

Dr Catriona: Catriona stops glowing, seeming gaunt and loopy. "Gond's titanium tongs, that was heinous..." She holds her head some, trying to get rid of her double vision. "Thanks for the assistance."

Jonias: Striking his blades together the elf spoke sylvan words of power. As the blades met within the vacuous form of a werewolfe, the y gave off a sudden clap of thunder. The air around Jonias and Doctor Wicker blasted past them, dissipating the ethereal wolf.

Nega-Doc: "Unsatisfying." "Seriously." say the Negadocs before sinking unceremoniously into the floor.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over slowly toward Cat, making sure to pat Jonias on the shoulder as he comes to a halt beside them after sheathing his sword. "Well done."
"Cat, you alright?"

GIZMO-3: "I really feel things when I'm low on energy." she admits, as if admonishing herself for making a poor decision.
#cat says

Jonias: Jonias reformed the bow, nodding to the half-orc. "We should pull the last of these levers."

Dr Catriona: She limps over to the crystals and tries to see if they seem to be reacting to each other.

Levinath (GM): The power on the remaining pillar flickers again as the power fluctuates.
They all seem inert now.

Euron: Euron looks a little worn, but he walks over to the others.

Dr Catriona: "This whole... um.. apparatus.. is unlike any I've seen."

Wolfe: "ALRIGHT. PULLIN THE LEVER!"

Dr Catriona: "May as well." she says.

Wolfe: And he does. LEVER DOWN.

Dr Catriona: DEX SAVE VS BREATH WEPN

Jonias: "I'm not sure we hold the proper key or cipher to open these properly. So lets just flip some levers."

Young Silver Dragon: The dragon blinks as it adjusts to the energy field. It unfurls its wings and takes a step away from Jonais. It's fins flaring in a defensive position.

Jonias: Jonias holds out his hands palms out, "Calm friend." Jonias says softly to the silver dragon. Beryllium appears on his shoulders and then moves to curl around the elf's out stretched arms.
"We seek the young of Astonaxia."

Young Silver Dragon: The silver dragon growls at the appearance of Beryllium.

Dr Catriona: "I don't think it likes the backpack invader..."

Wolfe: Wolfe will assist Jonias's attempts to talk the Dragon down. "Astonaxia sent us." He gestures toward Westra's halberd. "Can you sense her magic upon our friend's weapon?"
The Half Orc blinks and looks around.

Jonias: "Not a betrayer," Jonias replies calmly to the young silver dragon. "She is bound by magic to a tome I carry. I seek to free her, but need the help of a dragon. I hope if we help you return to your mother, we can receive her aid in freeing Beryllium."
The lie is subtle, a half truth really, but hopefully enough to calm the dragon.
5   4
DECEPTION (2)

Wolfe: "Uh. We... went to her. In her home. We traveled across the mountains in search of the one who created this place to destroy him. We told her that we were seeking him out to stop him."

Young Silver Dragon:
Intelligence
Young Silver Dragon
Ability: 15 | 19
The dragon continues to watch the smaller creature and lets out a soft hiss.

Wolfe: "She armed us with her blessing to stop the werewolves and save the town. She told us if she found her missing young to return them."

Dr Catriona: "Cant we just... back away and let it go?"

Jonias: "Right well, WE weren't there. We just found out about you a little while ago. I still do hope that your mother will help though."

Wolfe: "I'm fine with that." He nods and turns toward the Dragon, he slowly lifts his hands to offer a form of surrender. "Is your mind still your own? Are you able to move on your own power?"

Jonias: Jonias backs away slowly at the Doctor's suggestion."

Young Silver Dragon: The voice echos into everyone's head. "I sense the truth in you Half-Orc and even still I can small me broodmother's scent on the lot of you, less the betrayer and liar that stands before me.

Wolfe: "Uh. He's a good guy, down deep."
"He helped us free you and saved the town."
"What is your name?" He asks the Dragon, then gestures to himself. "Most people call me Wolfe."

Dr Catriona: Catriona sits down on the ground as her metabolism crashes hard from the waning of adrenaline.

Young Silver Dragon: "He who would destroy a race. Its not good. We will never forget." He bears his teeth.

Wolfe: "...Ah.. what?" He seems confused.

Euron: "We just want to make sure that you are safe. We want to help the people of Sunderwood and keep them from further harm." Euron said.

Young Silver Dragon: He seems to catch Wolfe's question as an afterthought. "I am Atroxos, eldest of my mother's brood. I thank you for my release, and you surely aided my queen if she saw fit to bless you with this magic. You sully your reputation to be in the company of that thing." He motions towards Jonias.

Dr Catriona: Her eyebrows raise.
Beryllium: Beryl slides onto Jonias's back, peaking only her head above the elf's shoulders to look at the young silver dragon. The little dragonling seemed confused as to why the other dragon would fear her.

Wolfe: "Usually other people say their reputation is sullied by my company."

Young Silver Dragon: "I see your heart, as I am sure my mother did."

Wolfe: "Well..." He exhales slowly. "I appreciate that. Are you well enough to travel Atroxos?"
"Do you need any healing or the like?"

Young Silver Dragon: He gave Jonias another glare before moving around the room, clearly steering clear of the man. "I can manage, it seems you are the one in need of magical aid."
Beryllium: Jonias's eyes narrow. Instinctually he taps on beryl, giving her the signal to go invisible. He felt defensive for his little friend, but also confused...

Wolfe: "Uh... pardon?"

Young Silver Dragon: His eyes trail over the blood stains and unhealed wounds that litter the Doctor, Westra, and Wolfe.

Jonias: *as jonias

Wolfe: "We're still going through this place, trying to close it down for good so that none of Darish's creations hurt anyone above ground."

Dr Catriona: The Doctor is just sitting on the ground, attempting to collect herself quietly.

Young Silver Dragon: A sound like a cough filled the room, a moment later you realize the dragon is laugh. "That black hearted fool only cared about the money, he did not have the intelligence to create these creatures."
"And yet you are not strong enough to defeat what lies ahead."

Wolfe: "...What? Who created them, then?"

Young Silver Dragon: "The boy."

Wolfe: "The....boy?"

Young Silver Dragon: "For the love of his family. The same love and confusion I sense within you."

Dr Catriona: "Always creepified children..." he mutters.

Jonias: Jonias could sense two dragons trying to speak to him in his head. One, a young dragon's spite, the other a mass of confusion and sadness sitting warmly on his shoulder.

Wolfe: Wolfe's brow furrows in confusion. "I don't understand."

Young Silver Dragon: "A pawn in a game of kings. The innocent are always the first victims."
"I digress, I must return to my queen." At that his form glows a bright silver before a tall, young elf with silvered hair stands before the group in elegant garb.

Wolfe: "Well..." Wolfe steps forward toward the Dragon and offers his hand toward the now-Elf. "Take care."

Dr Catriona: She adjusts her glasses, taking in that sight of magical transformation.

Young Silver Dragon: The man smiles at Wolfe. "Good Luck Heroes." And he takes the orc's hand in a firm grip...unnaturally firm.

Wolfe: He doesn't wince, but he wants to just a little.

Young Silver Dragon: With that, he walks from the room.

Jonias: After the elf leaves, Jonias looks to the others somewhat sheepishly, "Ah... well... That was interesting?"

Wolfe: Exhaling, Wolfe dusts himself off and turns to the others. "Alright, little breather and let's go?"
Wolfe looks down at his hand, his eyebrows going high. "...What the...?"

Jonias: Jonias nods, agreeing to the rest and taking a seat near the glass case.Beryl appeared and curled into a ball on the elf's lap. She did not have her usual energy.

Young Silver Dragon: Wolfe's hand and arm begin to glow a bright silver.

Wolfe: "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona stands up and looks over... "Is it some manner of infection?"
16
ARCANA (7)

Euron: Euron is not sure what just happened here.

Westra Goldbrook: "Calm yourself, Wolfe," westra says. "Recall that the last silver dragon we encountered gave us helpful magic."

Dr Catriona: "Describe what you are feeling, perhaps we can discern its nature. It obviously came from the contact of hands."

Levinath (GM): The glow continues to radiate from Wolfe until he is entirely consumed with light. Blinding silver light.

Dr Catriona: The bespectacled blonde ambles over and takes a closer look. "Its some kind of transmutation mag AH!" She turns away, shielding her eyes.

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts his hands up, trying to block the light that's radiating from him into his own face.

Jonias: Jonias shields his eyes

Levinath (GM): The magic radiates out from Wolfe and the spell seeks the other three members near him.

Dr Catriona: https://media.giphy.com/media/HhTXt43pk1I1W/giphy.gif
Image

Levinath (GM): Wisdom save if you want.

Wolfe: Wolfe is CONSUMED IN LIGHT.

Jonias:
24
ARCANA (6)

Westra Goldbrook:
3   13
ARCANA (0)

Dr Catriona:
14
ARCANA (7)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra thinks the light is prettttttty

Euron:
7   12
ARCANA (1)

Jonias: "The spell is transformative in nature. But as to what it is being transformed into, I cannot discern."
*tranmutative

Levinath (GM): Any who did not resist the spell's magic. regains 17 hp and regains 4 worth of spell slots (doubled for psi).
63

Wolfe:
13
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook:
7
HIT DICE (D10+2)

Levinath (GM): The hour is mostly uneventful. during that time the power within the structure continues to fluctuate and shortly before the end of the hour, the ground begins to rumble occasionally.

Dr Catriona:
6
HIT DICE (D8+2)

Wolfe: "Let's get going kids!" Wolfe calls out, drawing shokan to bear.

Westra Goldbrook: "he said the boy," she missed as they started moving. "You don't think he meant Vadim?"

Wolfe: "...The kid from the town?"

Westra Goldbrook: *mused
She nodded. "He was missing, not with the others "

Wolfe: "...That's a weird thought. Maybe he just looked like a kid."

Westra Goldbrook: "For love of family, he said."

Wolfe: "Isn't he an orphan or something?"

Levinath (GM): A deep growl rumbles the ground as Wolfe and Jonias round the last corner to find a large set of metal doors.

Jonias:
17
PERCEPTION (8)
Jonias checks the metal doors...

Levinath (GM): Jonias sees no traps that he can tell. They appear unlocked.

Jonias:
14
PERCEPTION (8)

Dr Catriona: GIZMO's huge owl eyes cast illumination like a scanner to Help Jonias with his perception checks.

Wolfe: "We good?"

Jonias: "No traps but there appears to be a creature within the room."

Wolfe: "Well let's go say hello."

Jonias:
24   17
PERCEPTION (8)
Jonias motions to the others to quiet.
"I think i hear a boy, Vadim in there. He is trying to 'calm' him mother"
Jonias whispers to those around him. "Perhaps she is the love this mad man sought to preserve?"

Levinath (GM): Another growl shakes the floor.

Wolfe: "Uh."
"Maybe?"

Jonias: Jonias looks to Wolfe and Westra, "This is your call, but it may be now or never..."

Wolfe: "Well, let's go in there and if we can talk the matter down, sure."
"Let's go."
Wolfe will push open the door and go in, but make sure Shokan is sheathed first.

Levinath (GM): As the doors open to a massive room, a strange mechanical machine swirls at the center of the room on massive roters. A bright sphere of energy swirls inside thick glass in the very center. Outside of that a glowing orb spins around it on a massive mechanical arm, and several smaller, multi colored spheres spin on other arms.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows

Wolfe: "...What the..?" Says Wolfe slowly, confused and awestruck as he's never seen something like this in his life.

Jonias: Jonias slips into the room away from the others, looking to quickly find cover.

Levinath (GM): Another growl is heard and the floor shakes.

Jonias:
29
STEALTH (10)

Vadim: "Mother! Wait!!!"

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly moves forward.

Dr Catriona: (you can its just gradient at edges)

Wolfe: "Let's not do anything hasty..." He says toward the darkness, his hands raised up slowly.

Euron: Euron enters the room and blinks at the contraption.

Dr Catriona: "We still dont know what that sound is."

Levinath (GM): A massive creature, over 30 feet tall throws a table against the western wall and lets out a roar. The beast has a tail nearly as tall as its body and its body ripples and expels some kind of foul mucus.

Dr Catriona: (((AHHH)))

Levinath (GM): Vadim, the small boy from town, is standing at a table, quickly mixing different ingredients into a beaker.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes widen, a moment of genuine fear going through the old Half-Orc. His head goes up, and up, and up. "Oh... what... the... fuck."

Levinath (GM): The beast turns and looks right at Wolfe as he speaks. Though, it seems confused.

Euron: "What in Helm's name is this?" Euron asked, looking around at everything.

Wolfe: "Vadim..." Wolfe says, still staring at the gigantic thing. "What is going on? WHy do you keep calling that thing mother?"

Dr Catriona: Catriona's hand claps over her mouth when she sees the titanic monstrosity in the distance.

Jonias: Jonias did not take in the sight right away, instead looking for cover quickly. "By Corellon..."

Vadim: He doesn't even look up. "It is." He continues mixing ingrediants. "I suggest you leave as she is a bit unstable at the moment. The molecular configuration of the B67-3 forumula was not correct though it passed the trials. An unfortunate setback."

Euron:
12   7
ARCANA (1)

Dr Catriona:
8
ARCANA (7)

Wolfe: "Hey kid, we've gone and carved up a whole bunch of werewolves, mecha wolves, fire wolves, zombie werebears, troll werewolves, ghost wolves, and a guy named Darish, to stop all this insanity."
"How about you tell us what the fuck is going on?"

Levinath (GM): The creature stops and its massive claws wrap around its stomach as the planets continue to whirl. It grunts and begins to drop massive amounts of saliva into pools on the floor.

Vadim: "I am creating a cure for my mother. It is almost done. Darish helps me get the ingredients I need." The potion goes from green to a bright pink as he drops in something.

Wolfe: "Yeah... what is your mom? What are you?"

Vadim: Distress fills his voice for the first time. "I told Dad I could fix her! HE WOULDN;T LISTEN! I will fix the werewolf bite! He didn't have to kill her!"

Dr Catriona: While keeping an eye on the unsettling tableau before her, her gaze fixates on the Celestial model before her, having encountered similar looking things back in home. She tries to understand what the purpose was of this one.

Levinath (GM): The creature falls to all fours, panting, liquid still pooling from its mouth. It lets out a more menacing growl.

Jonias: Jonias moves to the other table, examining the items on them with a cursory look before crouching out of site hoping the boy and its "mother" are preoccupied with Wolfe

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns sharply as that's a familiar sentiment. "Vadim..." Wolfe speaks in a slower, softer voice to not press the boy too sharply in his distress. "Who's your father? What is going on here? You're like an eight year old doing complex magic here."

Euron: Euron looks at the young boy with pity.
"Vadim...there is no cure for lycanthropy."

Levinath (GM): He looks at Wolfe. "When the adults do nothing, you have to do it yourself! I will save her!"

Wolfe: "Natural lycanthropy." He corrects.
"....Vadim what was she before she got... bit"
"Cause she's a little big for a werewolf."

Levinath (GM): The creature turns towards vadim, and begins moving slowly towards his turned back, snarling.

Wolfe: "...Or did you turn her into a giant werewolf thing while trying to cure him?"

Euron: "Yes, natural lycanthropy. If it's natural, that can't be changed."

Wolfe: "KID WATCH OUT!"

Vadim: "Just Mom...she was bitten and....MOTHER! NO!"

Wolfe: Wolfe will move forward, looking intent to intercede.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra will also move forward to intercede
GroupInit:
Doctor Wicker
8
Wolfe
18
Westra Goldbrook
22
Euron Sand
7
Jonias
18

Westra Goldbrook: Westra once more calls on the aid of Helm to focus her intent (Vow of Enmity), before lunging forward halberd-first at the beast.
8   8
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
9
Slashing
11   17
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
7
Bludgeoning
18   11
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
13
Slashing
17   27
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
7 + 6
Slashing

Wolfe: "Well..."
"Guess we aren't talkin this one out.."

Westra Goldbrook:
20   5
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Wolfe:
25
20/40
Hand Axe (+8)
Wolfe
6
slashing
20
20/40
Hand Axe (+8)
Wolfe
6
slashing
(From Vadim): You feel the wolf try and rise up inside you. The beast in your blood is pulled out, but Westra resists her urge to kill blindly.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves off away from Vadim, trying to draw the creature's attention and pulls out his hand-axes, quickly throwing them at her back. "HEY BIGGY!"
21
CONSTITUTION SAVE (7)
Wolfe

Westra Goldbrook: Westra falters, gritting her teeth for a moment before her focus seems to return

Jonias:
15   19
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
6
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(3+1+2)= 6

Vadim: "Stop! I can fix her! I just need more time!"

Wolfe: The axes slash across her back. Something in him howls, snarls, yearns to be free - he's felt that anger before, that fury, and he can tell this is similar to a previous deadly fight he's had... some twenty years past.

Westra Goldbrook: "She tried to attack you, Vadim!"

Vadim: "She won't hurt me! I know it!"

Jonias: Jonias dashes around to other side of the room, clearing his line of sight to the monstrosity.

GIZMO-3: With some beeps, the mechanical owl goes and investigates that sunburst mechanism in the corner there?

Wolfe: "Go up and give her a hug then, you little shit!"
He's a little angry.

Jonias: He fires a shot that strikes but doesn't pierce as deep as the elf would like.

Dr Catriona: She aims her spiderstaff and ejects a gellatinous globulet that bursts into a web, anchoring about the massive creature and the adjacent surfaces.
Web (Item)
conjuration 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Target: Each creature that starts its turn in the webs or that enters them during its turn
Components:
You conjure a mass of thick, sticky webbing at a point of your choice within range. The webs fill a 20-foot cube from that point for the duration. The webs are difficult terrain and lightly obscure their area.

If the webs aren't anchored between two solid masses (such as walls or trees) or layered across a floor, wall, or ceiling, the conjured web collapses on itself, and the spell ends at the start of your next turn. Webs layered over a flat surface have a depth of 5 feet.

Each creature that starts its turn in the webs or that enters them during its turn must make a Dexterity saving throw. On a failed save, the creature is restrained as long as it remains in the webs or until it breaks free.

A creature restrained by the webs can use its actions to make a Strength check against your spell save DC14. If it succeeds, it is no longer restrained.

The webs are flammable. Any 5-foot cube of webs exposed to fire burns away in 1 round, dealing 2d4 fire damage to any creature that starts its turn in the fire.

Jonias: "How does a child have access to all this equipment?" the elf wonders aloud.

Dr Catriona:
Focus: Mastery of Fire
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Fire: While focused on this discipline, you gain resistance to fire damage, and you gain a +2 bonus to rolls for fire damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Euron:
DC16
Dexterity Save
14
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

Vadim:
Dexterity
Were Mutant
Ability: 6 | 5
Dexterity
Were Mutant
Ability: 13 | 13

Dr Catriona: (( Also no cover now!))

Euron: "The power of Helm compels you! Stand down!"

Dr Catriona: (From that attack I mean)

Vadim: Vadim continues working on his potion. The Beast snarls and turns towards Westra, who laid some hurt on it.

Westra Goldbrook:
11   9
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
7
Slashing
15   11
10 ft
Polearm Master (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
19   14
10ft
Halberd Slash (+7)
11
Slashing

Vadim:
Claws
Were Mutant
Attack: 21 | 10

Dr Catriona: (( Each creature that starts its turn in the webs or that enters them during its turn must make a Dexterity saving throw. On a failed save, the creature is restrained as long as it remains in the webs or until it breaks free btw))

Vadim:
Damage: 9Slashing

Westra Goldbrook: Westra greets the beast's attention with a few strikes of her halberd

Vadim:
Dexterity
Were Mutant
Ability: 19 | 0

Levinath (GM): The massive machine shifts and the planets move around their axis.
The creature lets out a howl of fury.

Wolfe: "Yeah that's not good."
17
WISDOM SAVE (2)
Wolfe
Wolfe lets out a growl as he feels the fury building in him. "Fuck this."
21
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
11
slashing
29
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
14 + 12
slashing
18
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
11
slashing

Wolfe:
24
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
10
slashing
21
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
17
slashing
17
Orcish Fury Crit Damage
Wolfe

Levinath (GM): 65

Wolfe: 65
Wolfe charges forward and delivers three quick slashes, one biting especially deep. The fury that is building in him makes his attacks move with more ferocity than normal. "STAND DOWN OR I'MMA PUT YOU DOWN."

Levinath (GM): As the Samurai unleashes a flurry of powerful strikes the creature's skin ripples and it growls and strikes at Wolfe in return.
Claws
Were Mutant
Attack: 12 | 12

Jonias:
8
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
13
Piercing
25
STEALTH (10)
Jonias fires wide, then ducks behind the apperatus covered bench to restring his bow.

GIZMO-3: Gizmo repositions himself, then Dodges.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Levinath (GM): Gizmo also finds himself inside a heavy fog on this side of the room.

Dr Catriona: The doctor will move and dash towards the mechanism.
ANd use an interact with object free action to move it? Or will that take an action?

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Euron:
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.

Dr Catriona: The doctor squints and uses her hand to fend off the invasive and pernicious glare of this area of the room.

Euron: Euron dashes forward and now he calls upon Helm's power to infuse Wolf and Westra with holy accuracy!
(Wolf and Westra receive Bless.)
(And Jonias.)
~End Turn~

Jonias: (A thumbs up appears via mage hand in front of the cleric)

Vadim: "Here mother! This will fix you!" 7 He throws the vial at her and the liquid bursts into flames on her back for a brief moment.

Dr Catriona: So You're Starting in a Web: (DC15 vs DEX) - On a failed save, the creature is restrained as long as it remains in the webs or until it breaks free.

Vadim:
Dexterity
Were Mutant
Ability: 18 | 3
Explosive Burst (Recharge 5-6)
Were Mutant
The monster lets out a howl as unstable energy erupts from it. Each creature within 30 feet must make a DC 16 dexterity saving throw. They take full damage on a failed save and half damage on a successful save and ignore status effects. For each target, roll a dice to determine what color ray affects it.

1-Red: 9 fire damage and the target is set on fire dealing 6 each round until it spends an action to douse the flames.
2-Orange: 16 acid damage and is blinded until the end of its next turn.
3-Yellow: 8 lightning damage and has disadvantage on weapon attacks until the end of its next turn.
4-Green: 15 poison damage and becomes poisoned.
5-Blue: 15 cold damage and speed is reduced by 10 until the end of their next turn.
6-Indigo: 15 necrotic damage and the target is stunned until the end of its next turn.
7-Violet: 18 radiant damage and is confused until the end of its next turn.
8-Special: The target is struck by two rays. Roll twice more, rerolling any 8.

Wolfe: "WHY ARE YOU LIGHTING YOUR MOTHER ON FIRE!?"

Jonias:
20
DEXTERITY SAVE (7)

Wolfe:
16
DEXTERITY SAVE (1)
Wolfe

Vadim: "Ooops!"

Westra Goldbrook:
5   10
DEXTERITY SAVE (3)

Wolfe: 8

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d8
(8)= 8

Euron:
11   22
DEXTERITY SAVE (2)

Wolfe: 10
8
1

Euron: rolling 1d8
(6)= 6

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d8
(1)= 1
rolling 1d8
(4)= 4

Vadim:
Claws
Were Mutant
Attack: 24 | 16
Damage: 9Slashing
6

Euron: (Stunned af)

Wolfe: "KID YOU ARE NOT HELPING."
"YOU ARE DOING THE OPPOSITE OF HELPING."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stumbles back a step and pats out the sudden flames on herself.

Vadim: Westra finds herself feel rejuvenated. She heals for 2 hp.

Westra Goldbrook: -end turn-

Vadim: The planets continue to move around the sun. The Doctor is able to see clearly again.

Wolfe: Seeing Westra get beat up (as is the usual), Wolfe will light up mommaBig to try and draw attention away from her.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
12
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
19
slashing
26
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
11
slashing
18   22
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
15
slashing
27   14
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
13
slashing

Wolfe:
12   17
Shokan (+9)
Wolfe
11
slashing

Jonias:
17   25
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+7)
13
Piercing
rolling 3d6
(2+6+1)= 9
18
STEALTH (10)

Vadim: Gizmo finds himself heavily obscured.

Jonias: Jonias pops out of cover, firing an arrow at the monstrosity before ducking down again.

Vadim: "I will try a different one. It is hard to make these with all this racket."

Wolfe: "HOW ABOUT YOU JUST DO US ALL A FAVOR AND DRINK IT"

Dr Catriona: Gizmo goes over and flies through all the viales on the table.

Vadim: "But I am not cursed with lycanthropy." He seems confused. "Ahhh!"

GIZMO-3: "KREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" it wails and kamikazees. In an attempt to disrupt the nonsense that child is doing.

Dr Catriona: Catriona grabs the lever and attempts to pull or push it like a third person platformer.
She will start to pull a 180.

Vadim: The blinding light swirls around the room and hits Euron, Westra, Wolfe, and the beast directly head on.

Wolfe: "AHHHH!!!"
Wolfe lifts his hand up to block off the light. "WHY AM I GETTING BLINDED ALL THE TIME TODAY!?"

Vadim:
Bite
Were Mutant
Attack: 15 | 12
Claws
Were Mutant
Attack: 29 | 25
Claws
Were Mutant
Attack: 21 | 12
Damage: 7 + 2Slashing

Euron: The dark energy attacks his body and, for several seconds, Euron seems unable to focus on anything else.

Vadim:
Claws
Were Mutant
Attack: 12 | 11

Euron: But soon, he's able to shake it off.

Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on October 01, 2018, 11:55:40 AM
Session 45

Dr Catriona: She will actually cease concentrating on Web, so that can vanish.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra summons a moment of focus and draws on her faith to harden her resolve. (And her AC, via Shield of Faith).
She then strikes at the monstrosity in front of her with vigor!

Dungeon Lord: The planets continue to spin even as the Doctor toys with the massive lever.
5
Westra feels invigorated, the seeing the sun rise on a new day.
3
Wolfe feels regnerated as well as the bright light moves on.

Wolfe: (Hellll yeah. 5hp?)
Wolfe looks up, and up, and up at the titan werewolf mother. He strikes at the monumental target, Shokan moving as fast as the wind.
He also only hits the wind.
He will Second Wind.

Wolfe: 14

Jonias Siannodel:

Dungeon Lord: 2

Dungeon Lord: The massive beast rakes her claws across Euron's back as he recovers his senses.
The kid is trying to clean up the mess Gizmo is causing

GIZMO-3:  Gizmo will continue to wreck the table chaotically, like a cat who sees a glass of water on a coffee table.
GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jonias Siannodel: In an attempt to move forward, Jonias knocks his new bow into a jar, which caused a crash and his arrow to go wide. It's as though Tymora herself decided Jonias would have no favor from her today.

Wolfe: "Good job Gizmo!"

Vadim:  "Get away from here you stupid owl! You are ruining my research!"

Dungeon Lord: Euron pulls on helm's favor to bless the trio of warriors yet again.
2

Vadim:  Vadim targets Gizmo with a beaker. 1

Vadim:  1 Recharge 5-6

Dungeon Lord: 1
The massive werebeast attacks Westra after the paladin's strikes find purchase.

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe: "Westra! Euron! Get back and heal up and I'll draw its attention!"

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

Westra Goldbrook: Westra grits her teeth, clearly not liking the direction from Wolfe. More inclined to continue attacking the beast, she only relents because of the look of the cleric. She darts to his side and summons divine magic to help restore some of his health.

Dungeon Lord: The planets spin...
Wolfe and Westra feel energy flow throw them as a planet hovers nearby. Their weapons feel lighter and more accurate.

Wolfe: "HAAAAAASSAAAAAKIIIIIII!!!!!"
3

Wolfe: (Bless)
83 damage
Wolfe leaps into the air and delivers a quick Z-slash across her arm, leg, and back. "FACE ME!"

Dungeon Lord: The beast howls in rage and swipes at Wolfe with its claw.

Dr Catriona: ((How high is the ceiling?/planets etc))

Dungeon Lord: At least 80 ft

Jonias Siannodel:

Wolfe: The creature's claws rake across Wolfe's chest, his trusty splint mail holding fast. He grunts but holds firm.

Jonias Siannodel: rolling 3d6
(1+2+5)= 8

Dungeon Lord:

GIZMO-3:  The mechanical owl continues to pick up and drop random things.

GIZMO-3 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord: 77

Dr Catriona: The Doctor takes off her glasses and her eyes pool with illumination... and bright thick beams lance the distance between her and Nadiyya.

Dungeon Lord:

Jonias Siannodel: Recovering from his faux pas earlier, Jonias pops up from behind the counter and fires his arrow true this time.
It is however when he returns to crouching that he discovers the jar he knocks over contained some sort of greasy fluid, perhaps lubricant for the device above them in the room. The elf landed on his rear-end.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord: The beast is struck true by the blinding light, but instead of it blinding the beast, she seems to absorb some of its energy. (Legendary Resistance)

Wolfe: (+4 more)
(Life cleric is 2+Spell level)

Dungeon Lord: Euron lays a glowing hand on Westra, returning the favor of healing.

Wolfe: (Euron heals for 4 cause of Blessed Healer)

Dungeon Lord: The beast continues her assault on Wolfe.

Wolfe: Wolfe is struck by a mighty blow but remains standing strong!

Dungeon Lord: Vadim throws another bottle of fluid at that meddling owl! 10

Dr Catriona: 11

Dungeon Lord: 5 Recharge 5-6

GIZMO-3:  GIZMO screeches and turns into a ball just as the vial almost hits him. Then he unfurls back into owl shape and goes "NEENERNEENERNEERNEER."

Dungeon Lord: The beast lets of a howl that seems to shake your very bones before it lets loose another torrent of energy.

Dungeon Lord: 8
8

Wolfe: 2

Westra Goldbrook: rolling 1d8
(5)= 5

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a scream of pain as acid splashes across his eyes and blinds him! He is most mad about losing the bless, though.

Dungeon Lord: Euron is blasted by 2 beams and falls to the ground.

Westra Goldbrook: A shock of cold tears into Westra, who growls but stays upright
Westra follows the fleeing beast and takes another series of strikes at it.
rolling 1d4
(1)= 1

Westra Goldbrook: Euron falls and Westra ROARS in frustration and fury as the beast launches itself into the air. She follows it, skidding to a halt just as it lands, and with gritted teeth tears apart the monstrosity's side, spilling entrails and blood in a heated splash over the dungeon floor. The monstrosity falls with a gurgling snarl, and lays unmoving on the cold stone.
Westra huffs, watching for a moment to make sure it is slain, and then turns to take in the room.

Westra Goldbrook: She goes to Euron's side and kneels, and casts her last spell to brink him back to wakefulness.

Dungeon Lord: The beast continues to twitch for several seconds as the magical energy dissipates from the monstrous corpse. Vadin, hears his mother's cry of pain and turns to see the fallen beast. "Mother! NOOOO!"

Wolfe: "AHHHH!!!!! FUCK YOU, YOU GODS DAMNED ACID BLOOD BITCH!" Wolfe yells as he swings wildly at the air in front of him. He keeps moving forward into his swings until he bounces off of the planetarium frame.
Landing flat on his ass, Wolfe wipes at his eyes with his sleeve, trying to restore his vision. "What...hey.. we won?"

Dr Catriona: "Mister Wolfe, calm down! It is subdued!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe!" Westra calls, as she helps Euron to his feet. "It is done."

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts a fist up into the air. "Everyone alright?"

Westra Goldbrook: "For the moment," she said, turning to look at the boy. "Vadim."

Jonias Siannodel: Seeing the beast fall beside him, Jonias bolts upright, and out of the way of the crashing beast and Westra.
"Captain, I will find a bard, first town we get to, and tell them of this act." The elf bows, formalities and all, befound bounding out from behind the counter.

GIZMO-3:  The mechanical owl gives Vadim the stink eye. And what big eyes they are.

Vadim:  "No! No no no no....I can fix you Mom....just give me more time. The protein synthesis was off, but I can recalculate the mitochondrial replication rate."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra glances at Jonias, but is in no mood for joviality. She is yet cursed and poisoned, and leaning uncharacteristically on her halberd.

Dr Catriona: "This child is clearly disturbed."

Wolfe: Wolfe getting to his feet, cleans off his sword and sheaths it. Dusting his hands off he goes to inspect the rest of the lab to see if it has any insights about Sera or the rest of this insanity.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra draws a steeling breath, stows her weapon, and moves over towards the child. She takes his shoulder, and turns him away from the monstrous corpse. She kneels down to be eye level with him.
"Vadim, listen to me."

Wolfe: Wolfe finds a potion, maybe a red one? He thinks it's a healing potion. So he drinks it.

Vadim:  The child seems lost in his own thoughts, the Doctor might relate to running calculations in her head.

Wolfe: (rolled a 1 I figure it's apt)

Dr Catriona: "No, Mister Wolfe what are you doing?"
Its just Red Drank

Vadim:  93

Wolfe: "What. It looks like a healing potion."

Jonias Siannodel: "Said the blind man"

Dr Catriona: "And flammable oil looks like pudding!"

Wolfe: "I'm not blind anymore, I was but I got the acid out. Everything looks fine to me!"

Dr Catriona: She smacks her forehead.

Wolfe: "Whoa..." He says as he looks down at the bottle with wide-eyes, his lips still tingling from the taste.
"WOW."

Euron Sand: Euron feels like he got hit by a herd of wagons all moving in a circle all over his body.

Westra Goldbrook: "Vadim," Westra repeats, gently jostling the boy's shoulder's to try and get his attention. "I'm sorry, but that was no longer your mother. She has been gone for some time. You cannot save her. I'm not sure you ever could."

Wolfe: "THIS STUFF IS.. Holy Gods I can see your words."
"AND TASTE PURPLE."

Westra Goldbrook: "You must stop and look at all of the people who have been hurt while you have been trying to do the impossible here. Do you understand everything you've done?"

Wolfe: Wolfe will slowly find a seat and sit down as he's overwhelmed by the mega-hallucinatory.

Dr Catriona: No medical doctor, Catriona just gives Wolfe a worried glance... but he hasnt passed out so she gingerly steps toward Euron and gives him her remaining 9 GoodBerries.

Vadim:  He looks to Westra with cold determination that she can empathize with. "I can. And I will. She wasn't my mother, but I will bring back the real one. I just need to reanimate the cells properly."

Westra Goldbrook:

Dr Catriona: "It is not much, but they may help." They will restore 9 HP to Euron, but over a minute.

Westra Goldbrook: "Vadim. Stop. Listen to me."

Jonias Siannodel: Not one for dealing with children, Jonias moves to help the half-orc upright.
"Come along friend." The elf says to Wolfe, looking to help him up.

Vadim:  "Hurt? I didn't hurt anyone." He looks genuinely confused. "I just run my tests down here. Dari gets me the ingredients I need, I am not hurting anyone, and the creatures are all locked up."

Wolfe: "Whoah....." Wolfe doesn't resist Jonias's leading him, looking to be somewhat confused and high af.

Dr Catriona: The bespectacled doctor calls over to the sun elf. "Mister Siannodel, um... perhaps you can investigate this celestial.. um... apparatus?"

Jonias Siannodel:

Euron Sand: Euron accepts the Goodberries from Cat.
"Thank you, Doctor. This is much appreciated." Euron said, eating the first one. He'll continue to eat them while he collects his wits.

Westra Goldbrook: "These experiments you've been doing, has Dari had access to them? Someone has been creating and releasing abominations, weird combinations of werewolves and monsters."

Vadim:  "Of course, this is his lab. He lets me use it to try and fix mother."

Westra Goldbrook: "Where is your mother?"

Vadim:  He points to the dead werebeast. "I miscalculated. Again. Reanimating and curing lycanthropy simultaneously has proven troublesome."

Jonias Siannodel: "I will Doctor Wicker, but first we must get our friend here somewhere nice to lie down. By the smell on him I'd say he was under the influence of a europhic tonic. No major harm, but we should at least do him the honor of putting him somewhere comfortable."

Wolfe: "I'm not euphoric I'm a Half-Orc! Not a You Orc."
"I'm fine." Wolfe pats Jonias's arm. "I'm fine."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looked confused. "You just said she was not your mother?"

Vadim:  "She is......inside. That monster wasn't who SHE IS."

Jonias Siannodel: "Yes of course you are my friend. Either way, perhaps I should lead you away from the other potions for now."

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't resist, he's still trippin.

Dr Catriona: Her eyebrows push together as she watches the Half-Orc spaz out.

Jonias Siannodel:

Wolfe: "What? Why? I already feel better. Wait where are you going..." Wolfe says, confused, as Jonias leaves.
For a moment he just seems sad. He frowns heavily and sits down in the middle of the floor, drinking more of the potion.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe suddenly feels better and not sad.

Westra Goldbrook: "But now... now she is gone? And she wasn't before?" she asks, trying to understand something that is clearly beyond her ken.

Dr Catriona: Catriona will walk over and try to pry the potion away from Wolfe.

Vadim:  "No, she was dead. She was killed by a werewolf several years ago."

Jonias Siannodel: Feeling confident that Wolfe was in good hands with Euron, the elf slipped away quickly to see what he could make of the planetarium device. What the plants do themselves he couldn't figure out, but he seemed to at least get a grasp of the controls.

Vadim:  "I have been working to restore her, with Dari's help.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't resist Cat Wicker's mega strength, though he looks up in confusion as she takes the potion away. "What? I wasn't finished with whooooooaaaa your hair is nice."

Westra Goldbrook: "I believe Dari was using your research to create monsters to hurt people with, Vadim. The creatures were not all locked up. People have died."

Wolfe: "How do you get it so soft." He reaches his fingers up slowly toward her head in an exploratory fashion.
"It's like it's made out of cotton candy..."
He leans his head up toward her, in a haze as his fingers stroke at her hair.

Euron Sand: Euron watches Wolfe to make sure that he's going to be all right. He's devoured his goodberries and feels marginally better, but is still having a tough day.

Vadim:  "Its a very complex process to reanimate and cure a disease like lycanthropy. Doing both in tandem provides additional complexities. I was able to isolate the lunar protien and can irradiate it from a blood stream, but the stress of reanimation mixed the mitochondrial replication seems to make the protien isolation fail. I believe the increased animation may supercharge the subject's immune response.
"Oh....." He frowns. "That is unfortunate."

Dr Catriona: Mild concern plays on her countenance at the warrior's words, but she takes the potion away, returning to see what aid she can provide Westra.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowns, and pauses for a moment.
"Uh.. Doctor?"

Wolfe: Wolfe's hands linger in the air as Cat walks off, and he brings a strand of her hair to his mouth. "Cotton cannnnnndyyyy."

Westra Goldbrook: She gestures the woman over. "Vadim, will you repeat what you just said?"

Dr Catriona: "My specialty is not biological but he is very gifted."

Westra Goldbrook: "Did he just suggest that he can remove lycanthropy?" she asked, quietly.

Wolfe: Wolfe starts wandering around a bit. His fingers are idly moving in the air.
He is licking the air.

Vadim:  1
Almost instantly the potion's effects seem to begin to wear off.

Dr Catriona: She shakes her head at Westra. "If one creates a proven cure for anything, one will be very clear and excited about it..."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias moves to investigate the contents of this table.

Dr Catriona: "He sounds as though he is earnestly trying."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks back to Vadim. "Vadim, how do you know you are able to..." she pauses, trying to recall the words he used, "...eradicate lycanthropy from a bloodstream?"

Wolfe: Slowly coming back down to his senses, Wolfe shakes his head and brings a hand up to his temple, cradling his forehead. "Uggh. yikes. I ache in places I didn't know I could ache."

Dr Catriona: "Scientific process, and the like. I don't think it would be wise to.. um.. leave him without a safe place that he can indulge his intellectual curiosity... like a temple of Oghma or a trusted facility of academics."

Wolfe: Wandering over to the others, he pats Cat's shoulder gently. "Sorry. You were right. Shouldn't drink random colors."

Dr Catriona: "He said irradiate. Not eradicate..."

Vadim:  "I tested it on a subject, but it is not of use unless I can reanimate mother in simultaneously."

Dr Catriona: She almost "AH!'s" at Wolfe sneaking up on her.

Westra Goldbrook: "You cured someone of lycanthropy?"

Jonias Siannodel: "Or a monastery... Somewhere far away." The elf suggests over his shoulder as he continues to search around the tables for items they could use.

Vadim:  "That has been the major point of contention." He nods at Westra.

Dr Catriona: "Contention by whom? You have no peers to assess your work."

Westra Goldbrook: She narrows her eyes. "You said you were successful in that part, but not the part that would bring your mother back to life?"

Vadim:  "DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CAN BE PEER REVIEWED UP HERE?!" He throws his hands up in exasperation.

Wolfe: "Only if you have a bunch of halflings smuggled somewhere else in this little dungeon."

Vadim:  "As you can see, the reanimation, still requires further study."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias glares at the child then the others, "Does he really not understand the damage he's done? The people he's killed?"

Wolfe: "Do you understand what the fuck you've done down here?" He asks with an edge to his growl as he looks down at the child mad-scneitist.
"The monsters you've made killed people from your village."

Westra Goldbrook: "He does not seem bothered by the casualties," she murmured, stepping back while rubbing her brow with a frown.

Dr Catriona: She looks to Jonias, then to Wolfe.. "Sirs... it can be difficult for a young mind to grasp proper consequences when burdened with overwhelming intellect."

Wolfe: "And a good gateway to malevolence."

Dr Catriona: "It can overwhelm empathy, sense of place in the world."

Westra Goldbrook: "The townspeople will want their answers," she said, looking to Cat with a weary expression.

Vadim:  "Improbable, they are confined for study and Baldarich developed, with my help, a device to keep those beasts from the North out of our village."

Jonias Siannodel: "Still doesn't absolve him."

Wolfe: "So you think we're lying?"

Dr Catriona: "I did not say it did."

Wolfe: "You're coming with us. You can see it with your own eyes."

Vadim:  "I checked on them several hours prior. All our current stock was accounted for."

Dr Catriona: "Only that I remember being young and being frustrated at the thought that everyone could not understand me and that I was the smartest person in the room."

Westra Goldbrook: "What beasts from the North? You knew about the werewolves?"

Dr Catriona: ((How old is this kid?))

Jonias Siannodel: ((old enough for a solid backhand?))

Vadim:  "The barbarians are the beasts that killed her. I am sure of it. After studying the different lycanthropes of the region only they have the grey fur and features of the beast that mauled her."

Dr Catriona: "If you wish to deliver a reality check, you should walk him through the ruins above."

Wolfe: "That was my plan."

Dr Catriona: "It will be scarring, but it will do the trick."

Westra Goldbrook: "Let's get on with it, then."

Euron Sand: Euron doesn't like what he's hearing from the young man.
"This place should be destroyed."

Wolfe: (Only if we were fucking evil, Sam)
"Not yet. Let's see if there can be some good salvaged out of all of this."

Dr Catriona: "I will stay behind and clean out anything dangerous here."

Vadim:  Jonias finds several potions and other items of interest in the room.

Wolfe: Wolfe puts a hand on Vadim's shoulder and forcefully spins him around and guides him toward the door. "Let's go kid."

Vadim:  "Wait...my research!"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra walks at Vadim's other side.
"You're about to invest in some field work."

Vadim:  The pair easily "escort" the young boy.

Dr Catriona: "GIZMO, scan the laboratory for any schematics or plans that might be of use." The blonde gives the drone an order while she goes about attempting to cleanse the room of anything that maybe a danger.

Jonias Siannodel: The elf collects several potions and tools. Some he recognizes, others he'll have to figure out.

Wolfe: Wolfe will lead Vadim up to the surface so that he can survey the town.

Vadim:  "Hmmm..."

Wolfe: "Lyla and Baldrich are dead." He tells Vadim. "Some of the guards as well."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra goes along, saying nothing while she looks over the smoldering remains of buildings, and the slain forms of the fallen townspeople.

Vadim:  He says as he looks across the village.

Euron Sand: Euron will join Westra and Wolfe in escorting Vadim to see the results of his handiwork.

Jonias Siannodel:

Vadim:  "It seems the electrical discharge of the planetary foci may of disrupted the subterranean plates within the village. Most unfortunate. I did tell Dari we required better containment areas, if I had enough crystals for the ionized containment fields, the elemental beasts would have remained in containment. "

Westra Goldbrook: "Vadim," Westra says, her voice finally edged sharply. "Did you hear him? Your work, your choices have killed your friends and townspeople! Does that mean nothing to you?"

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at Vadim's emotionless survey of the situation.

Vadim:  "This is an unfortunate series of events, though not unformulated. Lyla was a nice girl, though not terribly bright." He looks around again.

Wolfe: "That right?"
Wolfe turns Vadim around to face him. "So you feel no grief, no regret over what you've done? The consequences don't mean anything to you?"

Vadim:  "Dari assured me containment was not a concern, but all evidence pointed to financial motives rather than science or altruism. My lack of financial resources left me with little alternative."

Wolfe: "Yeah. That's terrible."
Wolfe draws Shokan.

Vadim:  "I can bring them back, I just need more time."

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe."

Wolfe: "Your time is up."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pulls the boy aside, away from the half-orc.
Weary and sick as she is, her stare is steely.

Westra Goldbrook: "We are not savages."

Wolfe: "Nothing savage about justice."
"Those who pass the sentence should swing the sword."

Vadim:  "I will fix them. Just as I will fix Sera and mother."

Wolfe: "Not going to give you the chance to make more monsters and hurt more innocents, kid."

Westra Goldbrook: "This town has suffered the pain of his choices. This town should be afforded the chance to decide his fate, whether that is affording him mercy, seeking help for his... state.. or exacting the justice you speak of."
"It is not our place."

Wolfe: "It was our place to get involved in their affairs."

Westra Goldbrook: "He's a child."

Vadim:  "I would have already fixed Sera, but....if Dari knew that I had the cure, I calculate a 87% probability that he would not allow my experiments to continue."

Wolfe: "That's caused the death of innocents."
"Including another child."

Westra Goldbrook: She looked back to Vadim. "You do have the cure, then?" she asked, seeming confused once more.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't seem phased or affected by the revelation.

Vadim:  He sighs. "I already said that."

Westra Goldbrook: "Where is it? Is it a serum? A ritual? Is it written down or distilled?"

Vadim:  "It requires an ichor and in addition to ionized moonlight particles.
"That allows adhesion to the affected cells."

Wolfe: "I'm willing to do a compromise."

Westra Goldbrook: "Have you recorded this somewhere?"

Wolfe: Wolfe sheaths his sword.

Vadim:  "Yes, I have my notes down in the lab."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looked to Wolfe and waited.

Wolfe: "We give him to the Silver Dragon. She decides what happens to him."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks around at the ruined town, and then nodded. "That feels more just than..." she trailed off, though her eyes glanced at the now-sheathed katana.

Dr Catriona: If she can be done with the lab, she will find her way back up to the town.

Wolfe: "He was partly responsible for the kidnapping and experimenting on her child. She's a creature of unquestionable Good. She is wise and powerful."
"She weighed our souls and knew what was there."
"She will know if he's redeemable or not."

Dr Catriona: Dusting off her hands, she looks around until she finds the rest of the group.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nods again. When the Doctor emerges, Westra looks to her. "Did you find his notes?"

Vadim:  "I did request a mature Silver dragon. But Dari was unable to locate such a creature, he said the adolescent was the only one available."

Wolfe: "I know where the parent is."

Dr Catriona: "I have not looked through all the documents in detail."

Wolfe: "You'll get to meet her yourself."

Dungeon Lord: The doctor found a pile of notes and potions, though a portion of them were ruined by random potion bombs.

Dr Catriona: "They are not all in the best shape."

Vadim:  "Excellent, perhaps I can collect some samples. I need my spectrometer and A.M.D."

Jonias Siannodel: With a sack full of vials, potions, and tools, Jonias carries them up in hopes of distributing the potions as needed among the injured. Assuming the vials are tested first...
The elf taps on his book, looking to gather some insight from his dragonling familiar. Beryl however did not emerge from her home...

Wolfe: "You want a good head start on saving yourself and making amends, you should work with Cat here on the Lycanthropy cure. There were plenty of people bit who may have survived here."
"Westra included."

Vadim:  "I already have a potion brewed, here it is." He points to a blue silver potion Cat is carrying in her arms. "To create more I need additional silver dragon scales, swamp troll blood, and several other ingredients.

Westra Goldbrook: "Will that cure any lycanthropy, or just that transmitted by a bite?"

Dr Catriona: She makes a face and looks at the vial.

Vadim:  "It isolates the latent pathogen, it is universal."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra reaches for the blue silver potion in Cat's arms.

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias, a bit late to the party, looks confused at the reception the child is receiving. "I suppose some of his ingredients are in here?" Jonias hold up his bag.

Wolfe: (afk work stuff)

Dr Catriona: "So you posit the infection and the genetic anomaly are rooted in the same source." she says aloud.
The Doctor looks to Westra. "We do not know of his assessment is.. um.. accurate or without unknown side effects."

Vadim:  "Correct, the infection cannot perform cellular replication, but isolates itself from the body's immune response."
"So targeting the cellular footprint, the potion allows us to eradicate both types of pathogens."

Dr Catriona: "But you have had no successful trials."

Westra Goldbrook: "It is not for me," she murmurs, eyeing the potion. She passes it to Wolfe with a solid look. "He said it has worked once before."
She then left him with it and went to find Euron

Dr Catriona: "Worked is a broad term."

Wolfe: Wolfe takes the potion and considers it.

Vadim:  "Dari captured one of the tribesmen of the north, and I was able to test the result. The man was unable to transform post treatment and his bite did not distribute the pathogen."

Dr Catriona: ((same dude who was drinking random red drank in a stranger's cellar 20 min ago ))

Wolfe: "What'd you do with him afterward?"

Vadim:  "I told Dari I had completed the trial without success and he was placed back in containment. Unfortunately, after treatment, his peers in the same containment decided to consume him. He was discovered perished the following morning."

Dr Catriona: "Fascinating, but a single cessation of the trait in a random host is not exactly what I would consider a healthy sample to judge a proper conclusion from."

Westra Goldbrook: After locating Euron, Westra will inquire about some curse removal before she wolfs out on ppl.

Dr Catriona: "But, I suppose it is something."

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs at the description of the aftermath.

Dr Catriona: "Did those who consume him have no effect from the serum in his system?"

Wolfe: "Alright. Let's have you say your goodbyes to the villagers." He starts leading the kid to the other townsfolk.

Dr Catriona: consume'd

Vadim:  "It's difficult to conduct a proper study in secret."

Dr Catriona: "OBVIOUSLY." she says in sudden, almost random frustration.

Vadim:  "It did not appear to, just normal regurgitation of skeletal pieces."

Dr Catriona: Catriona straightens her coat some and recomposes herself.

Euron Sand: Euron isn't far from Westra. He looks very upset at the idea of a young person causing all of this suffering.
"Captain, how are you holding up?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Glad to be upright, and thankful. But if you are not too weary, I was hoping you could help resolve the little matter of..." she trailed off, gesturing to the werewolf bite that'd infected her with the curse.

Dr Catriona: The doctor rubs her temples some as its been a trying day.

Euron Sand: "Yes, I can help with that right now." Euron said. He was weary, but for his sister in the faith, Euron will do what is needed.
He removed the Watcher's Eye from around his neck and gently moved it over the bite. He spoke slowly in the Celestial language, demanding that the werewolf's curse leave Westra's body.

Wolfe: (We're not on some other time crunch tho are we?)

Dungeon Lord: "Oh gods! Vadim you are safe!" The older man that was worried about him earlier runs up and hugs boy. "Thank you! Thank you all!"

Vadim:  "I am fine, Father."

Wolfe: "Don't be so quick to be worried about this little shit." Wolfe snarls down at Vadim as the older man hugs him. "He was down below us helping Darish make all the werewolves that attacked the town."

Westra Goldbrook: "My deepest thanks, Father," Westra says, sincerely. "As always, you are a light in the dark."

Wolfe: "He was trying to resurrect your wife and cure her of lycanthropy."

Vadim's Father:  He stands up. "What? Vadim? You.....how?"

Euron Sand: "You're welcome, Captain. I hope that we're not going to rush off too soon. I think we could all do with a bit of rest. And...I'd like to pray over all that's happened."

Westra Goldbrook: While Wolfe takes the boy around to say his goodbyes, Westra will go looking for the horses and REX

Vadim:  "You wouldn't understand Father. You were content with putting her in the ground and leaving her there. I told you I could fix her."

Westra Goldbrook: "We can rest on the way, I'm certain," Westra assures the cleric. "It will take us several days to reach her."

Dungeon Lord: "YOU CAN'T FIX THE DEAD! I have told you this a hundred tims young man! Gods be good he is with Torm." He shouts to Vadim.

Wolfe: "Yeah well he didn't get the message."

Vadim:  "As I said, your mind cannot comprehend the complex issues I am trying to solve."

Wolfe: "Brilliance can breed arrogance."

Dungeon Lord: The man slaps the boy across the face leaving a red welt. "You will not speak to me in such a tone." He looks to Wolfe. "How was he involved with all of this?"
Vadim sighs.

Wolfe: "Have to admit, I wanted to do that."

Dr Catriona: Seeing domestic squabbles in the distance, Catriona will walk over to the scene, her meek demeanor falling somewhat away.

Jonias Siannodel: "Or necessity gave birth to obsession. Magic can do what this child cannot. This child may indeed be brilliant, but so disconnected..."

Wolfe: "He created the Werewolves. The mecha ones, the fire ones, the undead, pretty much everything. Darish gave him a lab and the kid went nuts. Like a science candy store."

Dr Catriona: "Of all the things he understands, he doesn't understand certain consequences. Hitting him will not change that."

Wolfe: "He had a bunch of stuff down there in cages that he was harvesting for parts or experimenting on."

Dungeon Lord: The man looks around at the corpses still laying on the ground. "What?! But he is just a boy, only a monster could create such beasts..."

Wolfe: Wolfe shrugs.

Dr Catriona: "He was manipulated and exploited."

Wolfe: "Eh..." Wolfe lays his palm out flat and wiggles it a bit.

Dungeon Lord: "...Darish you said? Now that man is trouble....I'll bet he put these ideas in my boy's head.....I am going to have to report him to Eric and...."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias points to the large werewolf and hybrid corpses, "Did the child not create those?"

Dr Catriona: "Who knows how long Darish has been twisting his intellect to his purposes."

Wolfe: "Darish is dead. We already killed him."

Dungeon Lord: "...You WHAT?" He takes a step back.

Wolfe: "Killed him."

Dr Catriona: "Mister, Please calm down."

Dungeon Lord: He seems a little more shaken. "Va...Vadim.....come over here. Away from those people."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra returns after having watered and readied the horses.

Wolfe: Wolfe puts a hand on Vadim's shoulder. "You got something you need to say?"

Dr Catriona: "Mister, I do not advise you have custody of your son."

Wolfe: He doesn't take his eyes off the father's face.

Dr Catriona: "With ..um.. all do respect... he will outsmart you time and again and that may breed more ..um..catastrophe."

Dungeon Lord: "I think....we should let Eric sort this thing out. You lot helped us against those beasts...but killing villagers....I think I need to take my boy and we can go see Eric." He looks around.

Wolfe: "You go get Eric. We'll be right here."

Dungeon Lord: "ERIC?!" He says with a squeak in his voice. He looks around and runs off shouting.

Wolfe: (No need to sugarcoat it)

Eric: He guard comes marching up with Vadim' father. "Ahh you lot, were you able to find the cause of all this insanity?"

Wolfe: "Yep. Darish and Vadim, here. We killed Darish. Didn't feel right about killing the kid, though."

Eric: His eyes widen. "Darish and Vadim? But...how?"

Wolfe: "Darish gave Vadim his lab. Vadim used it to experiment on all manner of shit to try and find a way to resurrect his dead mother and cure her of lycanthropy."
"By the way he turned her into a thirty foot tall mutant werewolf that bled acid."

Eric: He looks down at Vadim and then to his father, then to Wolfe. "But...he is just a kid!"

Wolfe: "No shit that's what I just said."

Eric: "You can't mean to put him in prision?"

Westra Goldbrook: "He is a danger. Since there is no magistrate here, we mean to take him to the most just one we know of who has suffered due to his obsession."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias animated Wolfe's words as he spoke with Minor Illusion and Mage Hand, filling the townsfolk in as they gathered about.
When the half-orc swore the elf merely made a few burry symbols appear in the air.

Eric: "He is just a boy. Darish is a scheming fool, would sell his own mother for a silver....surely Vadim did not intend to harm anyone."

Wolfe: "Eh. The Dragon'll decide on it. She can weigh the soul of those she looks upon."

Dr Catriona: "When I was eight years old, I accidentally created a fissure in the main street of my town that became a geyser and flooded 20 citizens out of their homes for weeks."
"Age doesn't matter when you do not see the world like 'normal' people do."

Wolfe: "Yeah, but did you feel bad about it, Cat?"

Dr Catriona: "No."

Wolfe: "Oh."

Dr Catriona: "I had to learn to."

Wolfe: "Ah."

Dr Catriona: "Which is my baseline point in all of this."

Wolfe: "...I get what you're saying." He wags a finger at her and nods. "So what do you think?"

Dr Catriona: "I am not... good with.. um.. emotion. It does not look like he is either."

Vadim:  "Remorse can input bias into test results and should be avoided along with all emotion during the scientific method."

Wolfe: "We should take him back to Neverwinter and give him to a Temple of Oghma or something?"

Dr Catriona: "And see my point proven."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonais looks at Doctor Wicker, a hint of sadness, "You should have been raised in a more civilized community."

Wolfe: "Where did you go to learn? She was raised in one of the most advanced cities in Faerun, before the Spellplague."

Vadim:  "I read all of Baldarich's books before I was ten. The only way to learn in this educational desert."

Dr Catriona: "Still, when you are a child, it is different."

Jonias Siannodel: "Evereska. Where did you go?"

Dr Catriona: "A temple of Gond. But in my teenage years I went to academy. I feel a temple of Oghma may serve him well as there is likely a rich amount of knowledge there and they value it more than most."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns and considers it

Jonias Siannodel: "Certainly fine people I'm sure. I simply mean that perhaps my people, her shared lineage, could have done better. I'm sorry she did not have that opportunity."

Sera: "Vadim is not to blame, Father."

Dr Catriona: (A NEW CHALLENGER APPEARS)

Wolfe: "It doesn't sit right with me that he doesn't get punished for what he's done. No judgment.." He stops as he hears his daughter's voice, turning to regard her. He is relieved to see her, but outwardly he is still serious.

Dr Catriona: "Is it punishment if he doesnt understand punishment?"

Wolfe: "Sera. You came back."

Sera: The familiar voice of his daughter had crept up behind the group. "When I refused to help Darish anymore, things got out of control." She drops her head. "I am ready to face my judgement, for all my sins. I should have stayed and protected Vadim...and prevented...all of this."

Wolfe: "What do you mean? How did it change?"

Dr Catriona: She shrugs at Jonias. "My mother was Elvish, but she wasn't all too keen on her people. Just about all she taught me was the language."
Twitching her nose, her gaze draws over to the returning Sera.

Sera: "He started capturing other werewolves, and then experimenting on them. Once the farmhouse was no longer suitable for his testing and containment, he moved here. I tried to capture and contain as many of his creatures that got loose as I could, but it was not enough.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches and listens, though there's clearly no elation on her face when it's revealed that Sera has returned.

Wolfe: "Why didn't you say this before?"

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias nods to Catriona, "I realize you and Wolfe may have taken my words a slight against you and your own. I meant no ill will. I just feel, well I know you would have had a more understanding approach in Evereska."

Sera: "I.....was confused and....scared. That you would hate me."

Dr Catriona: Her shoulders rise and fall at Jonias, though she does not look offended. "Maybe. I can only take your word for it."

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns and lets out a heavy exhalation of breath. "Sera..." He draws his hand off Vadim and steps forward to her. "You are my daughter. I love you."
He will reach out to embrace her. It seemed the right moment to do it.

Sera: She accepts her father's embrace and sobs into his shoulder. "I. am. so. sorry."

Wolfe: "I know, love." His fingers hold her against him, and he feels something tighten in his chest. As he holds her, a thought comes to mind. Setting her down, he turns to the others.

Dr Catriona: --Circle Wipe Fadeout- (Written and Directed by George Lucas)

Wolfe: "Sera, Vadim has a cure to Lycanthropy."
He reaches into his bag and draws it out. "He had lied."
"But. He's only tested it once."
"You said you're willing to go home? Face your grandfather?"

Sera: "What?" She looks perplexed.

Westra Goldbrook: ((Kids. They never listen.))

Sera: She pauses for a moment and look to Vadim, his brow furrows into a familial frown.
Then she looks back to her father in determination. "Yes. I will face Grandfather's justice whatever that may be. It cannot begin to atone for my actions after I left. For Mama."

Wolfe: Tears sting in Wolfe's eyes. A small smile comes forth and he nods slowly in approval. "Alright." Something she said really struck him, there. He got choked up in the moment. Holding the potion in one hand, he reaches up to the back of his neck and unclasps the amulet. Bunching it up, he extends it onto her.
"Put this on."

Sera: "What about you?"

Wolfe: "I got this." He shakes the potion. "Already had one today. What's the worst that can happen?"

Vadim:  "Wait! We need the lunar isolation chamber!"

Wolfe: "I'm not drinking it now, pipe the fuck down."

Euron Sand: Euron is stunned at this turn of events.

Dr Catriona: The expressive scientist has her lips form a tight line.

Vadim:  "I'm not going to have a half orc ruin my first peer reviewed experiment." He says matter-of-factly.

Wolfe: "Shutup kid, or I'm gonna cut off your hands and use your fingers as snacks."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sighs.

Euron Sand: "Vadim, I think it's best if you just let this go."

Westra Goldbrook: She looks to Eric.

Euron Sand: "You're in enough trouble as it stands."

Vadim:  "Orc's don't really consume the flesh of humans, that is one of the children's tales spread across the Sword Coasts to keep children away for orc encampments."

Jonias Siannodel: Jonias laughs loud and very un-elf-like at the half-orc.

Wolfe: "Sera. We're going to go back to Neverwinter to drop this delinquent off at a Temple of Oghma. You should come with us."

Westra Goldbrook: "We are taking him to an institution of learning, where his drive to learn can be nurtured while balanced with a sense of right and wrong. Do you object?"

Sera: "I am your prisoner Father, I will go as I am instructed." She seems more relaxed than Wolfe has seen her these last few days. She even gives him a toothy smile.

Wolfe: "You are my daughter. Not my prisoner." He says, forcefully.
"Alright." he turns to the others. "Let's get settled in, take a rest, get a hot meal maybe? And then let's have this kid try out his ridiculous garbage on me and then we'll take him down to Neverwinter so Westra can be reunited with her lost-love Lord Neverember."
He stows the potion.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Those traits are not necessarily mutually exclusive. Don't you agree Mistress?" The robot appears next to Cat with the Rex in tow.

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Wolfe: "Before we do, though, I just want to say something. Jonias, Westra, Euron, Cat." He looks to each in turn. "Thank you."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra makes an annoyed sound, then turns to move off. She pauses when Wolfe starts to talk again.

Wolfe: "You've all suffered a lot of pain and anguish helping me get here to find Sera. I won't forget that. It's a debt I can never truly repay."

Euron Sand: "You don't have to thank me, Wolfe. But you're welcome all the same." the Priest says, with a smile.
End Session 45 and Story Arc #2
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on November 29, 2018, 07:34:55 PM
Session 46!

Dungeon Lord (GM): Those of the Watch have returned to Neverwinter for their various reasons, though most of their accomplishments seemed to go unappreciated within the confines of the massive city, word of their return had reached some within its walls. Commander Rutherford requested an audience with Wolfe and the Hi Bishous had summoned Euron to the Temple of Helm.
The city bustled in the mid morning as those of the Watch went towards their relative destinations.

Jonias: Jonias is making his way downtown...

Dr Catriona: Doctor Wicker was only in Neverwinter by seeming happenstance (or some would call it fate). One of the premier academies in the city had now formed a branch and department studying the effects of the Spellplague. Hazzah! She had attended some lectures out of curiosity while staying at a nearby tavern when she got the missive by this Rutherford person. She didn't even know Wolfe was in town, which was serendipitous?

Wolfe: Returning from Kara Tur some six months after his departure, Wolfe starts heading toward the agreed upon meeting place with Rutherford. He had not seen Catriona in some time, though he had kept up correspondence via letters whenever possible. He is notably cleaner than the last time he was here and wears a full set of plate armor that is lavishly decorated in wolves and other markings of his clan. Thankfully Neverwinter is not so warm so that it is not a burden. He was surprised to learn that Cat was in town, and as he saw her approach (he arrived early), a broad smile filled his face. "Cat!" He says in jubilation, quickly approaching the doctor with heralding CLANK CLANK CLANK of very heavy armor.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Jonias and his buddy Mike only see the busy streets full of people as he makes his way downtown.

Dr Catriona: "Mister Wolfe!" she says with more Doc-like jubilation which was less cool, but probably more funny.

Wolfe: Grinning the Samurai leans down and picks Cat up, giving her a warm hug. He's careful not to squish her too hard against the armor and knows his brutish Half-Orc strength could be hurtful, but it wasn't like she was some skinny waif. "It's so good to see you!"

Dr Catriona: She is not (and never would be) prepared for that and makes some mouse-ish sound when it occurs. She awkwardly returns the embrace and straightens her peacoat when she is back on solid ground. "You as well... this is an odd coincidence."

Dungeon Lord (GM): Euron and Jonias approached the Temple of Helm from the North. A priest held a hand up to Euron. "The Bishous is presently meeting with another high priest, please wait outside."

Wolfe: Setting her down after just a moment of her feet dangling in the air, Wolfe brings his hands up to her shoulders, though only for a moment as he continues to smile. "How have you been? I didn't know you'd come back to Neverwinter."

Dr Catriona: The bespectecled blond then offers him a brief, beaming smile.

Jonias: Jonias walks quickly, humming to himself. He was used to Euron's bouts of silence. He was deliberate in his thoughts and therefore spent much time thinking. Jonias meanwhile hummed a tune to himself and kept an eye on Beryl.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Perception Checks Please!

Dr Catriona: "Well. I was attending a symposium on the Post Traumatic Effects of the Spellplague on Farm Livestock."
"Fascinating stuff!"

Wolfe:

Jonias: "That's fine actually, Brother Euron was simply going to point me towards your library..." Jonias started.

Dr Catriona:

Wolfe: "Uhm... yeah.. I'm... sure it was.." Wolfe says, still smiling but it's a little more plastic than normal.

Jonias:

Wolfe: "It's great to see you Cat. When did you leave Kara Tur?"

Dr Catriona: "I will walk with you to this meeting!"

Wolfe: "That'd be great." His smile becomes more genuine. "Sounds like we're gonna be back at it. Which is good. I missed you." He stops and looks up. "Hey, I think I see Euron. Did Rutherford just call for the entire Watch?"

Dr Catriona: She iterates to Wolfe the specifics of her departure and how she actually arrived via magical travel by some travelling mystics, so she probably left after he did but arrived first.

Jonias: Jonias taps Euron and points towards and a familiar pair walking down the street, "Brother Euron, looks like a bit of Waukeen's luck has graced us."

Dr Catriona: "I don't know... I have not heard any talk of the Watch in a long time." she admits.

Jonias: The makes his way down the street to greet Dr. Wicker and Wolfe.

Wolfe: "That's cheating.." He said as they walk. "I had to ride a damned boat forever. You're going to have to tell me where to find those guys so I don't get stuck being seasick for weeks again."
"Jonias, Euron!" Wolfe offers a broad smile of cheer as he reaches his hand out toward them. The Half-Orc looks a lot more cleaned up than when they last saw him. His clothes are cleaned and pressed, his armor practically shining in the sun.

Dr Catriona: "I believe they went on towards Mechanus, the home of the Modrons. Another p...AH!"

Jonias: "Wolfe! Dr. Wicker! Good morning."

Dr Catriona: "This is quite the peculiar day."

Wolfe: "It's fate," He says with a heavy nod.

Dr Catriona: "Hello." says the doctor with a slightly shy wave of her hand.

Jonias: "Indeed, and i doubt this is mere coincidence. How are you two?"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "The Mistress Returns!" A familiar robot voice says directly behind Cat

Dr Catriona: "AH!"
"You still are ...operational. That is good news."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to L.E.R.O.Y. with a smirk, then turns to Cat with a sidelong stance. "Haven't gotten less jumpy, I see."

Dr Catriona: Catriona, as well, is dressed in a somewhat victorian navy-colored peacoat and looks well composed.
"Are you all, umm.. doing well? " she asks the two men.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Operational and well Mistress. Looking forward to returning to your command. The deity worshiper does not understand me as well as you."

Beryllium: Beryl makes herself visible from atop Jonias' shoulder. The dragonling puffs her chests and make a few, happy? snaps in the air towards Wolfe and Cat. The dragonling bounds over L.E.R.O.Y.'s head and begins to to complain to Dr. Wicker about what a slow servant L.E.R.O.Y. is in her draconic and sylvan tongues, unsure if the good Dr. understands at how disappointed she is at her choice in servants.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "This one is more annoying than the owl. She doesn't realize I speak four million five hundred seventy four thousand three hundred eighty eight dialects and languages." He motions towards Beryl.

Dr Catriona: "Um.. okay. I hope you were a good help to Father Sand and his projects." says the doctor to the automaton.

Wolfe: "Kept it from being boring, I'm sure." He looked to both men. "How long have you both been back in town? Did Rutherford ask for you too?"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Manual labor is not what I was designed for Mistress, but I assure you I performed beyond the capacity of a human."

Jonias: Jonias chuckles towards Dr. Wicker, "We are well doctor. Just back from Sunderwood and on to further research. I was able to help Brother Euron here and so he has offered me access to the Helmite archives here."
Jonias chuckles again at Beryl and the automiton, "Forgive her, she's very particular about servants and isn't overly fond with this one, but he was fine and did as Euron needed.

Cullen Rutherford: "It seems you clean up well Wolfe, find your way out of that bottle?" The heavy commanding voice of Cullen Rutherford speaks from several yards away as he approaches the group.

Wolfe: Wolfe turns towards Rutherford as he approaches. "Rutherford." He gives a soft nod. "A lot has changed since the last time we talked."

Cullen Rutherford: "For the better it seems. I am pleased to see it." He extends a hand and gives Wolfe a strong shake.

Wolfe: Wolfe returns the shake firmly. "How'd you know we were all in town? And what's going on?"

Cullen Rutherford: "These must be the others of 'The Watch'?" He looked around. "Father Euron is easy enough to identify, Lady Wicker." He offers a nod.
"After sitting in cells for years, you think there is anything that goes on in this city that I don't hear about? I wouldn't be very good at my job."

Dr Catriona: "Umm.. Doctor." She earned that honorific.

Wolfe: "Doc.." He was about to correct, but Cat beat him to it.
"But, yes. And unless Westra went and got married to Neverember while I was gone, she is too." He offers a small grin at that, mostly in jest cause he's in a good mood.

Cullen Rutherford: "My apologies. It has been some time since Westra told me of your deeds in Sunderwood." He smiled to Wolfe. "Almost as heroic a tale as Neverember leading us into the breach here."

Jonias: Jonias simply nods and smiles to the law men, wishing to appear only as friend to The Watch for now.

Wolfe: "...Neverember?" Wolfe looks confused. "You mean Tylmandra, right?"
"Or.." The Half-Orc grins. "You just givin your boss the credit in public?"

Euron: Euron was glad to see everyone again, after all this time.
"Neverwinter remains standing. That's always good to see."

Cullen Rutherford: He gave Wolfe a strange look. "Westra.....has not had a pleasant last few months. Neverember was furious that she went with you instead of his charge. She is pulling double shifts nearly every day of the week. He will calm down, and things will return to normal."

Euron: "She saved lives. Why is she being punished for that?"

Beryllium: Still on top of L.E.R.O.Y. the little dragonling goes invisible at first sight of the fuzz.

Wolfe: "Cause Neverember doesn't like people having a free thought in their head and not furthering his agenda. Still..." He sighs, reflecting on his own misdeeds to his Shogun. "It could be worse. Double duty is a small penance for breaking one's word to their sworn lord." He looked to Cat for her reaction to that.

Dr Catriona: Clasping her hands together, she looks off to the side. It is like they never left, in some ways.

Cullen Rutherford: "No? Do you not remember? Neverember himself offered to save the city and lead the forces of Neverwinter against the Spell scarred. I thought you fought with us?"

Wolfe: "..." Wolfe turns to look back to Rutherford like he grew another head. "Rutherford.. did you start drinking while I left?"

Dr Catriona: "I have never um... met you before."

Cullen Rutherford: "Tylmandra accepted his offer of marriage and after defeating the beholder within the breach and sealing the chasm. They have been married for nearly a year."

Euron: Euron blinked. That didn't sound right at all. He was here. The Regulators fought that battle...

Wolfe: "...Rutherford.. you're all twisted up. What're you talking about? None of that has happened. Neverember helped the city, I'll give him that, but it was Tylmandra and the Regulators that killed the Beholder, sealed the chasm, and let the spellscarred live in the city afterwards."

Cullen Rutherford: The man leans forward and smells Wolfe's breath before turning back and looking at his two escorts. They just shrug, seemingly as confused as everyone else.

Dr Catriona: "I... don't understand this joke."

Cullen Rutherford: "All the spell-scarred are dead. Neverember decreed they all must die or we risk reinfestation."

Wolfe: "Wait.. what? You murdered the spellscarred?!"

Cullen Rutherford: He gritted his teeth at Wolfe, who clearly struck a nerve. "I followed. My Lord's Orders."

Dr Catriona: Having not been in Neverwinter when all this occurred, the scientist becomes more and more agitated.

Euron: "That's...that's not how it happened!

Cullen Rutherford: "What is wrong with you all?"

Euron: "Lady Tylmandra wouldn't have allowed that."

Wolfe: Wolfe is visibly getting angry.

Dr Catriona: "Commander, you summoned us."

Cullen Rutherford: "Lady Tylmandra had little choice, everyone in Neverwinter was being killed."

Wolfe: "This doesn't make any damned sense..."

Jonias: "I'm confused."

Cullen Rutherford: "She had to accept Neverember's help or watch her city fall."

Dr Catriona: "I umm.. don't know why. Or why everyone is so agitated, but this is the strangest morning meeting I've had in a... a while."

Cullen Rutherford: "No one else was here to help us."

Wolfe: "You let a tyrant murder innocents!"

Jonias: "I'm with you Dr. Wicker..." the elf's words were cut short by Wolfe's outburst.

Wolfe: Wolfe growls as he takes a single step toward Rutherford, but he seems to remember himself at the last moment and walks it back, a low growl coming from the big man.
"Get to the point as to why you're here."

Cullen Rutherford: He looked around, confused and annoyed at Wolfe's weird agitation. "Well.....Lady Tylmandra and Neverember are missing."

Wolfe: "...What? You lost both your city's rulers?"

Dr Catriona: "That is probably a bad thing."

Cullen Rutherford: "That is not something that is known to many, but they disappeared three nights prior. Seemingly vanished from their bed chambers. I have been running the day to day, but I can only put off their appearances so long."

Dr Catriona: "Administrative catastrophe more than likely in such a scenario."

Euron: "What clues have you found? There has to be something."

Jonias: "How is this not bigger news? Does much of the city not know?" Jonias spoke in a more hurred tone.

Dr Catriona: "Measure to.. um.. prevent panic, Mister Siannodel."

Cullen Rutherford: "Did you hear about Luskan? Several months ago it collapsed into full fledged guerrilla warfare. High Captain Baram murdered the other three rulers, and has seized control of the city. Baram always loathed Neverember and I suspect it may have been a political move to increase his influence."

Wolfe: "City might be better off without them." Wolfe says grimly.

Cullen Rutherford: "Only my personal guard, myself, and Neverember's advisor are aware."

Wolfe: "So you think Luskan's behind it."

Euron: "Zimran went to Luskan." Euron said.

Wolfe: "I care about finding Zimran about as much as I care about finding Neverember."

Dr Catriona: "That was many months ago." she says to the priest.

Cullen Rutherford: "Our best guess. Iarno said he has heard rumors that Baram had turned his sights to expanding."

Dr Catriona: "What would.. um.. you like us to do about political upheaval?"

Cullen Rutherford: "I would like you to do investigation and extraction. Westra seemed to think Wolfe and you all would be the best people for the job."

Dr Catriona: "From my understanding, the Sword Coast region and the continent at large is umm.. commonly subject to political and civil movements, change of leadership and other social disruptions."

Wolfe: "Fuck Neverember. This city is better off without him. Why should we care?"

Dr Catriona: "Uh...is that his first name?"

Wolfe: "Yes." He says, deadpan.

Cullen Rutherford: "I wouldn't have bothered asking if Lady Neverember wasn't in peril as well."

Dr Catriona: "Oh my.." she says, believing it,

Cullen Rutherford: "Your feelings on Neverember as well known."

Wolfe: Wolfe lets out a slow growl as Cullen calls Tylmandra 'Lady Neverember'.

Dr Catriona: "You want us to save a princess?"

Euron: "Unfortunately...he's an important political figure. If he dies or vanishes, that leaves a power vaccuum that may be taken up by someone you like even less, Wolfe."

Cullen Rutherford: "Queen."

Wolfe: "What good is she if she's going to just go along with murdering innocents? For that matter." He pokes Rutherford in the chest. "What good are you?"

Euron: "I hate the idea of anyone murdering innocents keeping a hold on their power. But who else could govern this city and protect the people?"

Jonias: Jonias holds his tome in hand and looks to Dr. Wicker, "Read this one, bet we get to go into a castle."

Wolfe: "So what? Who's going to come along? A Red Wizard? We're talking about a guy who had a quarter of his city put to death because they look different." he turns to regard the others.

Dr Catriona: "I... um.. do not wish to hold books right now, if that is alright with you."

Wolfe: "Let Westra be in charge. She's a noble, right?"
"Or you take the job, Rutherford, if you can get your head out of your ass long enough to see that what you did was wrong."

Cullen Rutherford: Cullen's face grew stern and he smacked Wolfe's hand away. "I am honor bound to my liege lord, same as you. Don't get all righteous on me Wolfe. You sat in a bar wallowing over your daughter for five years. The spell scarred were monsters, they killed many more innocents. Tylmandra and I thought they could be redeemed, but Neverember was not willing to risk it, so I followed orders."

Wolfe: "I never murdered innocents for my Shogun! It's not the same thing!" He snarls as the two men begin to grow heated.

Euron: Euron steps forward between them. "Wolfe, let's step away from this and figure out what to do next." .

Dr Catriona: The doctor begins to look somewhat despondent to the way this mad situation continues to unravel.

Wolfe: "There's nothing to figure out." Wolfe says as he, still, allows Euron to guide him back. "I won't save Neverember. I won't lift a damned hand for that piece of scum."

Cullen Rutherford: He sighed. "Hundreds were dying to them every day, the other seventy five percent of the city would have died to them and the Flaming Fist would have stood outside the city until it fell, then marched in to claim the ashes. Is that truly a better outcome?"

Dr Catriona: "Is this really ..um... the forum for this discussion?"

Jinharath: A woman in hunting leathers speaks up from the rooftoop eave where she has been lurking and listening.
"Starting a fight with this one will do you no good," she says to Wolfe, folding her arms. "He wasn't as strong as we were. I expect the wizard got him."

Dr Catriona: "AH!"

Jinharath: "You say that alot," she says, frowning in concern towards the doctor. "Are you ill?"

Wolfe: Wolfe looks up toward the strange woman. "..Who the fuck are you?" He snarls out - his manners had gotten away from him right now. He's really upset.

Dr Catriona: "I just wish people would wear louder footwear." she admits.

Jinharath: "Jinharath. I am meant to help you. You are meant to help him, I think," she said, gesturing to Rutherford.

Jonias: "No she just spooks easily. Did it to mee the first half dozen times I spoke to the party."

Jinharath: She looks down at her boots, then back at the doctor and frowns.

Cullen Rutherford: During their discussion, the group finds that the day has grown dark, black clouds cover the sky blotting out most of the sun.

Wolfe: "I don't know what that means. Meant to help him?"

Euron: Euron regards the newcomer.
"Hail, traveler."

Cullen Rutherford: Cullen raises his eyes to the sky before looking back to his guards.
"Wolfe. Draw your weapon."

Jonias: "Perhaps we should take this discussion indoors? Euron and i were just going into the temple. I'm sure they could afford us some space."

Dr Catriona: She looks up towards the sky. "There is unusual atmospheric activity occurring." She points.

Jinharath: "Yes," she says, her expression clearing as she looks back to Wolfe. "I--" she stops and looks up at the sky, then at Rutherford when he asks for weapons to be drawn.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Rutherford then, like he grew another head. "Look, Rutherford, you might be pissing me off with your nonsense but I'm not going to fight you."

Jinharath: "Pirates come like rain, sometimes."

Dungeon Lord (GM): The sun faded into a twilight a moment later, small clouds of darkness float down from the air above.

Jonias: Jonias looks for cover.

Cullen Rutherford: "It's not to fight me." The three soliders draw their blades and pull their shields from their back.

Wolfe: The weird lighting catches his gaze and he looks up. "Oh... I don't think those are clouds?"

Dr Catriona: "More like camouflage."

Jinharath: Jin draws her swords, and narrows her eyes, watching the clouds.

Dr Catriona: She activates her Mage Armor.
GroupInit:
Wolfe
1
Doctor Wicker
14
Euron Sand
5
Jonias
20
Jinharath
7

Dr Catriona: She brings two metal billy clubs together with a twist, converting them into some kind of staff. The weapon sparks briefly.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Clouds of dense blackness float down, their vauge shape showing arms outstretched to the group.

Wolfe: Wolfe blinks as he looks over to Cat as she summons forth some sort of new metal weapon. "New tricks?" he looks over to her with a smirk, reaching for Shokan at his back.

Dr Catriona: "Idle hands, make all kinds of toys, Mister Wolfe."

Dungeon Lord (GM): A hooded figure appears on a nearby roof, Euron recognizes the garb of The Black Claw. He launches a bolt of energy at Cullen.

Cullen Rutherford: "Ufff" He says as dark energy hits him in the chest.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Euron: Euron's eyes widen. The Black Claw was here?!

Dr Catriona: "I..Identify yourselves!"
It is Paladin's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): "Protect the Commander!" He charges forth.

Jonias: The elf fires a shot before ducking back around the entrance to the temple to take cover from the dark figures.

Dungeon Lord (GM):
His attacks pass through the cloud without effect.

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: The Doctor steps over one step and her gauntlets light up, with LEDs. She claps her hands in an extravagant gesture, unleashing visible shockwave that ripples the air but is totally silent*. Except in your brains!
Psychic Blast (6 psi). As an action, you unleash devastating psychic energy in a 60-foot cone. Each creature in that area must make an Intelligence saving throw, taking 37 psychic damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one. You can increase the damage by 6 if you spend 1 more psi point on this ability. Will spend all 7 points.

Wolfe: "Whoa," Wolfe says softly in surprise.

Dr Catriona: She will step back to shoulder up with Wolfe. (focus on Psychic assault))
((its 43 damage to all failers))

It is Darkness's turn   

Wolfe: "Remind me to keep your hands busy." He says softly with a small smile as he reaches for his blade.

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): A massive catlike creature bounds from the shadows fast as a blink and lands next to Wolfe.

Dr Catriona: "Egh!!!" she exclaims.

Wolfe: "Ow!"

Dungeon Lord (GM): It's jaws snap at Euron as it slashes at Wolfe.

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Dr Catriona: ((yep))

It is Paladin's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Cullen Rutherford's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):
Cullen hefts his blade and it bites into one of the shadows.

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath: Jinharath jumps down from the roof to street level, and strikes twice against the creature of Darkness nearest her.

Dr Catriona: "The lack of solar exposure strengthens these assailants, I think." she says with a strained tone.

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: Euron draws his mace!
rolling 1d8
(7)= 7

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Darkness's turn   

Dr Catriona: (for shadows?)

Dungeon Lord (GM):
Another Cultist appears on another roof.

Turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe draws Shokan from its sheath and as he does the razor-sharp edge seems to crackle with a quick line of electricity. Taking a deep breath, he finds his focus.
"Haaaasakiiiiii!!!!!!"
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Wolfe:

Turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): The black snap of electricity flies across the battlefield.
26

Jinharath: Seeing the snap of lightning coming, Jin rolls aside! She's spared the brunt of the blast, though she still takes a bit of charring.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dr Catriona: half 13

Wolfe: "OwWWWwwWWW!" Wolfe yells out as he gets zapped by lightning.

Dr Catriona: Catriona's skeleton lights up as her silhouette inverts from the voltage.

Jonias:

Dr Catriona: A robotic voice from her coat speaks aloud. "--Power At 370%--"

It is Paladin's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Wolfe: "THAT SOUNDS LIKE A LOT!"

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: As frizzed as she is... Catriona seems impressed and pleased with that assessment.

Cullen Rutherford: "Kill. The. Cultists." He shouts to the Doctor.

Dr Catriona: DC 17 Wisdom Save for Lightning thrower

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Dr Catriona:
"Mister Wolfe! Incomming!"

Wolfe: "Why hello there!"

Dungeon Lord (GM): "What?!"

Turn   

Dr Catriona: And she uses her bonus to heal 5 hp.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord (GM): "Kill him!" The cultist yells to the shadow beast.

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Paladin's turn   

Dr Catriona: She aims her wrist at the cultist and three blue lasers focus on him from some unseen source. Then the lights brighten in intensity, swapping the two beings.

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Wolfe: Wolfe's lookin in a bad way at this point, like he's not built to be getting his ass kicked in that armor.

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Cullen Rutherford's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): Cullen moves next to Wolfe and attacks the Cat Beast.

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath: Unsettled by how poorly her swords seemed to affect the dark creature, Jin sheathes them and pulls out her daggers, hoping their silvered edges will be more effective.

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron:

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):
2

Turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): The other Cultist aims at Euron again.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe attacks the cat.
6
14

Turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): The cultist pulls out a blade glowing with black energy and swings it at Wolfe.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Wolfe: Wolfe delivers some beat down to the Cat and then gets some beatdown from a scimitar using cultist.

Jonias: rolling d8
(4)= 4

It is Paladin's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: The doctor reaches out a hand, pinching the air with three fingers, then sweeps it across. A blade of rippling space soars toward the Creature attacking wolf.
+2 damage
No damage
21 otherwise

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Darkness's turn   

Wolfe: "Thanks Cat!"

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Dr Catriona: The animal's eyes blast out of its skull from its brain rapidly expanding.

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Paladin's turn   

Dr Catriona: (I didnt finish my turn)
So first of all
So it doesnt hit
and I use a reaction to make it hit itself.

Jonias: Jonias hums a tune again, this time the runes along the elf's thin blade began to glow and rumble with energy. The elf struck at the rooftop assassin, wreathing the cultist in energy before hopping back along the roof.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Cullen Rutherford's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): "Wolfe! Kill the Cultists!"
It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs for a moment, as he really wants to grab Rutherford by the scruff and use him as a club.

Jinharath: Jinharath returns to her swords and tries yet again to damage the creature.
rolling 1d4
(2)= 2

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Jinharath: With the creature finally sundered, Jin kips back up the side of the temple to try and confront the cultist there.

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): The cultist fires at Jin as she climbs up with murder in her eyes.
"BOOM!"

Jinharath: Jin strafes to the side, evading the blast.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: "Come back to Waterdeep and this is what happens. Shoulda stayed in Kara fucking Tur..."
2

Cullen Rutherford: "This isn't Waterdeep."

Wolfe: 3
"Shut the fuck up Rutherford!!"

Turn   

Cullen Rutherford:

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Wolfe: "That all you got, you sissy little dress-wearer?" Wolfe grunts as the scimitar skitters along his armor.

Jonias:

It is Paladin's turn   

Cullen Rutherford:

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr Catriona: 19 psychic

Jonias: Jonias bounded up the roof again, slashing at the cultist again with his thunderous blade before hopping down to the melee below.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Dr Catriona: Miss

It is Paladin's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Cullen Rutherford's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Dr Catriona: The magnetic shield swirls around the doctor, warping any kinetic energy that comes her way.

It is Jinharath's turn   
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Jinharath: Jin takes off across the rooftop after the fleeing cultist!

Cullen Rutherford: "You were fools to come this far East." He says to the cultist, slashing a shadow as he moved towards him.

Jinharath: Angered by the chase, she reaches back into her early training and uses it to fuel a pair of elbow strikes in quick succession

Dr Catriona: The doctor's strange attack rattles the brain of the cultist in melee with Wolfe. Tylenol aint invented yet, yo.

Jinharath: +8 for FE

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron:

It is Darkness's turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM):

Turn   

Dungeon Lord (GM): The cultist slashes Jin three times before somersaulting off the roof and down through a window in the church.
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Jinharath: Expecting more sorcery, Jin is caught off guard when the cultist whirls around with a blade drawn, and takes a beating.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
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Dungeon Lord (GM): Moments later the sky returns to normal.

Dr Catriona: The doctor floats like Magneto, down from the roof.

Dungeon Lord (GM): Screams echo as the sun returns and black smoke pours forth from them Temple.

Wolfe: Wolfe, hurt and pissed off, draws his sword up to the throat of the cultist who's in melee on him. "Fuck off." He snarls into his face, then decapitates him and takes off his arm in a single smooth gesture.

Jinharath: Jin hops down and runs to the temple entrance.

Dungeon Lord (GM): The priest who had asked Euron to wait outside comes running out, his skin melting off his body. The skeleton falls to its knees an instant later and the Temple falls silent.

Wolfe: Breathing heavily as he finishes the spin move just as the head and a trail of blood fall to the floor, the head rolling to Cat's feet, the Samurai takes deep breaths to recenter himself. Standing fully upright, he cleans off his blade. He looks over to the melting priest with an upraised eyebrow. "Uh...what?"

Dr Catriona: The adrenaline subsides enough that she recognizes what is going on and the state of the environment. She makes a tight face as some cultists head rolls by her feat, leaving a trail of crimson ichor along the cobble streets.

Jonias: "No Beryl," Jonias says softly with a sigh, "I Don't think we'll get to explore the archives today."

Dr Catriona: "That is not normal..."

Cullen Rutherford: "I can't believe they were bold enough to come here..." He said as Wolfe dispatched the cultist. "Seven hells, no!" He said turning to the Temple.

Jinharath: Jin goes inside

Euron: Euron runs to the Temple!

Cullen Rutherford: As the smoke clears, it leaves her skin burning. The potent death in the smoke is clear to even those less magical. The remains of nearly ten bodies lay scattered across the floor including those familiar black robes of the man that nearly ended Jin moments earlier. His chest was blown open, and black sludge dripped from his innards. Everyone in the Temple was dead.

Euron: "NOOOOOOO!"
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on January 14, 2019, 09:15:09 PM
Session 47

Levinath (GM): Chaos erupted in the streets of Neverwinter. People screamed and ran after the massive explosion inside the Temple of Helm sent men running from the temple as their flesh fell off their bones. The city had been attacked by masked men and powerful shadows. What group would be so bold to strike and destroy a Church of Helm. The hubris seemed almost laughable, until those standing in the remains of the torn structure recalled Neverwinter had no leader.

Cullen Rutherford: "Torm protect us. A blight bomb detonated inside Neverwinter."

Jinharath: Jin looks confused as she backed away from the temple's entrance. "They killed their own man," she said, seeing the black robes of the cultist in amongst the fallen bodies.

Levinath (GM): The two guards with Rutherford quickly ran off the deal with innocents and secure the perimeter.

Wolfe: "Yeah they're real jerks." Wolfe grumbles, holding his side after he'd been man-handled by the monsters that had appeared from almost nowhere.

Jinharath: Jin moved forward again after taking a beat to assess the matter. Carefully, she picked her way into the temple and knelt by the cultist's body. She checks for identifying marks or other items of interest.

Levinath (GM): She finds the symbol of a black hand with a strange, jagged circle tattooed onto the each of the men's neck, but otherwise finds no items on any of them.

Jinharath: ((How many cultists are there inside?))

Dr. Wicker: With a twitch of her nose, the librarianesque scientist casts a sweeping glance at the results of this chaos among the populace. This was no simple attack, surely.

Jinharath:

Wolfe: Wolfe tries to gather if there's more dead or injured than just The Watch (and friend?)

Cullen Rutherford: A dozen of Westra and Euron's colleagues in the church are dead, various pieces of their bodies have the flesh charred, bubbled, or melted from their skeletons, their skin is quickly turning black.

Jinharath: "Fantatics," she asserts, as she emerges from the temple once more.

Dr. Wicker: "Was the temple holding anything that may be of value to... these terrorists?" she asks broadly, if only to give air to possible motive.

Wolfe: "Maybe they just wanted to sow some mayhem."

Cullen Rutherford: "These are the cultists I was dealing with tot he southeast, before I returned to Neverwinter several months ago. Things have not been going well on that front. Their shadow magics put entire towns of people into some kind of nightmare dream, they cannot be woken."

Jinharath: "But they did not take anything," she observes, frowning. "The one who went in is dead with the priests."

Wolfe: "So they're zealots."

Jinharath: She nods.

Cullen Rutherford: "They are not within a hundred miles of Neverwinter, though. I don't understand why they would attack here, and the Temple of Helm."

Jinharath: "Fanatics need no logic. But that is a distance to travel. Maybe they mean to make inroads in Neverwinter while there is chaos."

Dr. Wicker: "There is logic in all motives, its just.. umm.. not always sane logic."

Cullen Rutherford: He scratches his head, clearly frustrated. "Look. We can take care of this....but, we need Lord and Lady Neverember back."

Jinharath: She narrows her eyes curiously at the doctor, as though trying to decipher something..

Wolfe: "Sounds better for us to focus on shutting down these cultists then helping that piece of garbage Neverember."

Cullen Rutherford sighs.

Jinharath: "They may be connected," she points out to Wolfe.

Dr. Wicker: "I think we need to...uh... consider the efficacy and potency of their attack in what their motive may be."

Wolfe: "Lucky for Neverember - I'm hoping they're not."
"The world's a better place if he's gone from it."

Jinharath: "This one," she said, pointing to Rutherford, "said no one knows about Neverember and Tylmandra being missing. If that's true, this is a strange time to begin an assault."

Dr. Wicker: "That kind of atmospheric disturbance is not a parlor trick..."

Jinharath: "I.." she narrows her eyes again, slightly frustrating. "What language is this? I am unfamiliar." --towards the doctor.

Wolfe: "What, Cat?"

Cullen Rutherford: "Hmmm....that is a strange coincidence."

Wolfe: "She's talking Latanese Science."

Jinharath: Jin's brows lift in an "ahhh" sort of face, but then her brow creases again in uncertainty.

Dr. Wicker: The half elf points up towards the sky, that was darkened before the attack.

Cullen Rutherford: "Latanese Science...." He mutters.

Dr. Wicker: "LaN-tanese."

Cullen Rutherford: "Lan-tense...."

Jinharath: "I am Jinharath. I would like to know why these people do not remember things as they happened, and why fanatics have come so far to help sow destruction in a place that clearly already has plenty. If you are going to investigate, I would help you."
She is speaking to Wolfe and the Doctor, btw.

Wolfe: "I'm Wolfe. This is Doctor Wicker. Father Euron Sand. Jonias." He gestures to each in turn. "We're known around here as The Watch."

Jinharath: Not so much Cullen.

Cullen Rutherford: He shakes his head. "Perhaps I can send Westra and a contingent after Neverember." He laughs. "He would love that."

Dr. Wicker: The bespectacled woman gives Jinharath a somewhat timid wave in greeting.

Wolfe: "Westra should be going with us."
"She's part of the Watch just as much as Cat or I."
"And again. Fuck Neverember. You're better off without him."

Cullen Rutherford: "Uhhh, that was a specific order from the Lord Commander."

Jinharath: She nodded to each of the people Wolfe introduced, seeming to size them each up in turn.

Cullen Rutherford: "She is just as unruly as that half-orc. Keep here away from that....." He swallowed. "Well you can probably guess the rest."

Wolfe: "...What?"

Cullen Rutherford: "He is crass....I will admit, but he manages the city well. And I have my duty to the people, Wolfe."

Dr. Wicker: The talk of The Watch as it were was a little odd to Catriona, given that it had been such a long time since they were collected as a group.

Jinharath: "Where were the missing ones last seen, and when?"

Cullen Rutherford: "The Lord and Lady were in their bed chambers in the castle. Three nights prior."

Jinharath: She grimaced, and after that answer hesitated to suggest that they search the last room they were in.

Wolfe: "So. About these cultists."

Dr. Wicker: (She doesnt)
"They can blot out the sun."

Jinharath: "From where did they come, as far as you know?" she asked Rutherford.

Wolfe: "Yeah, thanks Cat. So, Rutherford, these cultists were a hundred miles from here?"

Cullen Rutherford: "Uhhh..well..we were investigating the village of Yartar. Where all the residences are seemingly stuck in an endless nightmare. We cannot rouse them, but they seem to continue to sleep endlessly."

Jinharath: "This is connected to the cultists how?"

Euron: Euron's attention is focused upon Rutherford as he explains this endless nightmare. Something about it bothers him, but he cannot yet name what it is.

Cullen Rutherford: "Yartar is near one of the areas you first adventured." He says to Wolfe before looking to Jin. "While we were investigating the occurrence, we were attacked by several of these same shadow creatures. They looked exactly like those." He motioned towards where the shadows had appeared. "Came right out of the darkness, screaming and swinging."

Jinharath: "And... you left them?" she asked, eyes narrowing curiously.

Jonias: Jonias kept watch over his friend Euron, ignoring the others and instead watching to see how the cleric would react to the loss of his brothers.

Cullen Rutherford: "We could not do anything to rouse the residence and were eventually forced by as our men began to fall to the same dream states."

Jinharath: "Hmm."

Cullen Rutherford: ((forced back*))

Euron: "These cultists are called known as the Black Claw." Euron said.

Jinharath: "It is worth looking at, I think," she said, looking to the rest of the group. "If these same cultists are concentrated there."
Jin looked over as the cleric seemed to wake from his fugue of grief.

Euron: "Adherents of the Black Claw take special pleasure in killing worshipers of Helm."

Wolfe: "Somehow I like this version of Rutherford less and less with each passing tale."

Cullen Rutherford: "The darkness has been expanding from the region over the past months, but we cannot seem to make sense of how to fight or impede it."

Wolfe: "And you think it's more important to find Neverember rather than dealing with that?"

Dr. Wicker: "This sounds like a secret religion war... or.. um.. something."

Euron: "Yes, Doctor. That's pretty much what it is."

Cullen Rutherford: "We have time to address that, I can't address a city in disorder and threats outside it simultaneously."

Jinharath: "I doubt the people locked in nightmares view the matter the same," she said offhandedly.

Euron: "Lord Neverember and Lady Tylmandra are accomplished warriors, aren't they?" Euron asked.

Jinharath: "I wish to go to this Yartar."

Jonias: "Say the word my friend, and I will help you track down the Black Claw cultists who did this."

Jinharath: "The Lady Tylmandra was, but that may be one more thing she has forgotten."

Cullen Rutherford: Rutherford seems to be growing tired of the constant criticism. "Fine. Go do what you will, I shall look for others for this task."

Euron: Euron turned to Captain Rutherford.
"Captain, I understand that you're doing your best. We're not trying to make your job harder. But this darkess you speak of is hungry and all-consuming. If we don't stop them now, it's not going to matter what kind of town that Lord Neverember and Lady Tylmandra come back to."
"No one can rule over an empire of the dead."

Jinharath: "Well.. no one you want, at least."

Dr. Wicker: "Actually-.." she starts, but Jinharath makes her point for her.

Euron: "...as the lady says." Euron said, conceding the minor point. Euron doesn't like thinking about necromancers.
No one likes thinking about necromancers.

Jinharath: "I have taken some blows," she admits, frowning. "I will need to rest before setting out. But if the rest of you are intent on investigating this nightmare oddity, I would like to go with you."

Dr. Wicker: "Doesn't the Helmites have warriors that handle these sorts of things?"

Levinath (GM): With the help of paladins under Rutherford's command, Euron, Jonias, are able to give all members of the clergy their last rights, though during the process all their remains turn a pitch black from head to toe.

Wolfe: "Yeah we'll rest and get some supplies and then head out."
"I could definitely use a damn nap."

Euron: Euron has to set aside his rage at seeing his people treated so. He would see to it that they were avenged.
"Agreed. We'll find the source of this and put a stop to it."

Jinharath: "Meet back here at dawn?" she suggested.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks around to see if his favorite watering hole still stands - it's not far from where they fought.

Levinath (GM): It sure is.

Jonias: "A good rest will perhaps clear our heads as to the best course of action as well."

Wolfe: "Hey, at least The Dewy Rose is still open!"
"Sure, let's meet back here at dawn. I'm going to find a wagon and a beer."

Cullen Rutherford: "I wish you well. Torm watch over you."

Dr. Wicker: "A wagon?" she asks, curiously.

Jinharath: Jinharath nods a short farewell to the others, then turns and heads off.

Dr. Wicker: (It is tho I thought)

Jinharath: She follows after Rutherford and jogs to catch up to his side. "Can I see their room?"

Dr. Wicker: (with LEROY)

Wolfe: "Sure. Did you get the Rex back?"

Dr. Wicker: She nods to Wolfe.

Euron: "And Helm over you, Captain." Euron said.
"Jonias, let me buy you a drink, friend. I've seen enough death for today. A drink and some rest would help me figure out our next move."

Cullen Rutherford: He seems surprised, but nods.

Dr. Wicker: "I can go give it some ... uh.. attention. Make sure it is road ready."

Jonias: "A drink sounds good Brother Euron."

Wolfe: "Oh. Good."

Dr. Wicker: "I did acquire some new ideas from our friends in the East that I may be able to incorporate."

Jonias: "And yes Wolfe, Euron and i traveled back with LEROY and the Rex.

Wolfe: "Oh?"
"Nice."

Dr. Wicker: "Or at least start to. Umm.. I will get right on it."

Wolfe: "Okay, good. Dawn, then. I'll join you two for that drink and meal - if that's alright?"

Levinath (GM): It takes about thirty minutes of travel and traversing the castle to come to a massive room where the Lord and Lady bed in Neverwinter Castle. The room is in pristine order when Jin is lead in by Rutherford.

Dr. Wicker: "And... nice to see ..uh..everyone again."
She gives a small wave to Jonias and Euron before they head off.

Jonias: "Nonsense, Dr. Wicker. You should join us too."

Cullen Rutherford: "Nothing out of place, just gone."

Euron: "That's a great idea, Wolfe. Everyone's welcome, of course."

Jinharath: Jin walks through the room, touching nothing but letting her eyes pass over the whole of it, looking for anything unusual.

Dr. Wicker: "I think I would be best getting us ready so there are no problems. If I am free later, I will..um.. attend."

Levinath (GM): Jin seens a prinstine room without anything out of place.Surely no one actually stays here.

Jinharath: She looks specifically at the windows and/or balcony door (if there is one), trying to discern any sign of strange use or struggle.
But finding none, she shakes her head and turns back to leave. "Mysterious," she agrees.
"No strange behavior before they disappeared?"

Levinath (GM): The windows are little more than arrow slits, though they do open, nothing of substance could fit through them.

Jonias: Jonias darts around the doctor, impeding her escape, "None of that now Dr. Wicker. We haven't seen you in months and on the moment we meet everyone has lost their minds and a cloud literally descended upon the city. I think we stick together from here on out."

Euron: Euron will let Wolfe lead the way to the Dewy Rose, going to speak to the Half-Orc.
"How were things in the East? You look good. You also seem lighter."

Cullen Rutherford: "Just another day as any other. Lady Tylmandra was assisting with some rebuilding in the market district and Neverwinter held court and council most of the day. They at dinner alone and went to be around their normal time. Neverwinter was quite riled up about Luskan and they overthrow of the Captains. Baram is not an ideal ally for Neverwinter."

Dr. Wicker: "AH!" is her response to Jonias startling her.

Jinharath: "Yes, well, who is."

Wolfe: "...Lighter?" Wolfe asks, turning to Euron quizzically. "I don't follow."

Jinharath: "Thank you," she told Rutherford, and then headed out.

Euron: "As in...you seem unburdened."

Jinharath: She makes her way to the tavern the others mentioned, though it's fairly habitual to move with the shadows instead of out in the open.

Jonias: "Yes 'Ah!' Good to see you too again Doctor," The elf says playfully while rolling his eyes. He gestured towards where Wolfe and Euron lead the way.

Dr. Wicker: She makes a perplexed face of almost toddler like confusion or frustration in resolving this moment of social interaction.

Wolfe: "Oh." Wolfe blinks, considering that for a moment. He was quiet and contemplative - obviously the Cleric's observation seeming to weigh heavily on the mind of the Half-Orc. "The Shogun accepted my daughter back. She was punished, but not harshly. It.. was a great relief. I spent some time finding my way back to who I was, a bit. I did a few services for my Shogun, and he granted me a release from his service. He said my debt to him was done."

Dr. Wicker: "I... uh... okay. I suppose a momentary morale restoring outing may have..um.. some value. For a short while."

Jonias: "Yes a momentary one... or several moments, who knows? All I know is that when I'm near all of you exciting things happen."

Euron: I'm glad that Sera was accepted back. Her road was difficult, but you never gave up on her. Not all daughters are as fortunate as yours." Euron said.
"But your debt to the Shogun is paid and we're all back together again. I'm glad for it. I briefly thought that we all wouldn't see each other again."

Levinath (GM): The night falls and passes without incident for the group.
Jinharath: Though she arrives nearly an hour after the others, Jin will attempt to sate her rising curiosity by observing them unseen.
But will leave them to their apparent reunion, and eventually take off to find rest for the night.

Euron: "Well, minus Jonias and I. The elves took interest in Sunderwood and helped restore it."

Dr. Wicker: Catriona instructs LEROY to park the REX by a family wagon and carriage shop she is familiar with in the city. Then she will quietly follow with the boys in an all out attempt not to be awkward.

Wolfe: "I almost didn't come back, to be honest. But after all that time away, it wasn't quite home anymore. Not without my wife, anyway. It's weird to say - but I don't think I have much of a home anymore. I just felt the need to come back and put my swordarm to use."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "As you command Mistress. It is good to be back in your service."

L.E.R.O.Y.: The dawn of a new day finds everyone restored with a full belly and long rest.

Euron: Euron nodded. "I understand. Sunderwood was very quiet. The city seems almost too loud now."

L.E.R.O.Y.: Leroy wakes each member of the party promptly between 9 and 9:10 AM.

Jinharath: Jin returns to the temple at dawn, her supplies packed into a slim rucksack on her back.

Jonias: Jonias spent most of the night pouring over the tome with Beryl after his meditations.

Euron: Euron had a drink or two, ate, and then found lodgings. He woke early the following morning and began his prayers, asking Helm for the power necessary to find and destroy the Black Claw.
He arrives to join the others, gear and weapons in hand.

Dr. Wicker: After attending the mandatory team building exercise, Catriona exits to go work on the REX for most of the evening.

Levinath (GM): The Doc finds that the Rex has not had the recommended maintenance performed during the past six months. Slackers.

Wolfe: Wolfe had only one drink, ate a hardy meal, then slept. When he awoke the next morning, bright and early, he'd do his katas in his room then take a bath - the last he'd likely get for a while - then don his clothes and heavy armor and head out to the square.

Levinath (GM): With the new (and improved?) Watch ready to head out, the most logical route would be to take the High Road south to the Triboar trail and then meander over to Yartar.

Dr. Wicker: The Doctor will find the others at the appointed time. There is slight evidence that she didn't get as much sleep as everyone else, though she is presentable, as is always important to her.

Wolfe: "You still remember how to drive this thing, Doc?"

Jinharath: Jinharath eyed the souped-up carriage with some hesitance as it approached.

Dr. Wicker: The Rex looks cleaned off and retrofitted with strange odds and steampunk ends that likely makes no sense to anyone.
No horses are present!

Jinharath: "What... has happened to your wagon?" she asked, coming abreast with the others.

Dr. Wicker: She nods to Wolfe. "LEROY will pilot. We did some test runs last night."

L.E.R.O.Y.: The small mechanical gnome on the front looks at Jin. "A new sentient life form? What has happened to the entity Westra?"

Jinharath: She took a step back when the mechanical driver looked over at her.

Jonias: "Doctor... I believe you forgot the horses."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "We have combustion my simple minded man."

Wolfe: "Oh yeah? Well. He's your sidekick." Wolfe shrugs and acts like this is not strange at all. "Huh... it drives itself now?"

Dr. Wicker: "Oh um... given the difficulty of beast of burden entities as a power source, I've rehauled the entire locomotion apparatus."

Wolfe: "Like... it's going to explode if we're inside of it?"

Euron: "That's...new. I'm actually looking forward to seeing how this works." Euron said. He didn't understand the Doctor's form of magic, but it was fun to watch!

Jinharath: She draws near enough and touches the leg of the robot experimentally, entirely unfamiliar with such machines.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "There is a .04% possibility of that at any given time."

Jonias: "Did the golem just call me a man? Does it only recognize gender and not race? A shame..."

Dr. Wicker: "I could explain to you the solar induction capacitors and the motion assembly on the way."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "I do not have the required circuity for copulation, I do apologize for any inconvenience." He says after Jin touches his leg.

Jinharath: "Uh."
"I would prefer a horse. I will return quickly."

Dr. Wicker: She facepalms with one hand.

Jonias: "So it does only see gender"

Wolfe: "I see you still gotta work out the kinks on LEROY."
Wolfe steps over to nudge Cat. "Get it? Kinks?"

Dr. Wicker: "It is unlikely he will ever exist without kinks, Mister Wolfe."
Cat is nudged.. "....I ..do?" She doesn't.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "My diagnostics find me as flawless as the day my creator constructed me. I am only 699 years old after all."

Wolfe: "Hah!"
"..Wait what?"
"You're how old?"

Dr. Wicker: "We can board now and depart."

L.E.R.O.Y.: He speaks slowly. "Six hundred. Ninety Nine."

Dr. Wicker: "And you can see that the REX 2.0 is within acceptable safety parameters."

Jinharath: Jinharath does return in short order, atop a horse. She pauses beside the carriage, and glances behind her, briefly. "We are leaving, yes?"

Dr. Wicker: "And no werewolves will eat it."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "No regular werewolves."

Euron: "Wait, you're 699? You never mentioned that!" Euron said to L.E.R.O.Y.

Wolfe: "Hrmph." Wolfe seems unamused by that joke - or the robot's attitude. Either one. He just opens the door and gets inside.

Dr. Wicker: "I will ride in the .. uh.. front to assuage any technophobia." she says, trying to salvage the situation of handling PLEBS.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Shall we deploy Mistress?"

Jinharath: Jin starts out while they are talking about leaving.

Dr. Wicker: She climbs up into the front bench and waits for everyone else to get into the carriage.
Flicking some switches. "All ahead full." she says to the robotic gnome.

Levinath (GM): After several long days of travel in a rather warm carriage, the group approaches the ruins of Triboar. A place visited by several of the party members. Though it is still late afternoon, the sun seems to fall behind dark clouds and to the east, darkness engulfs the land.

Dr. Wicker: The REX makes a whirring sound and there are a few flicks and clacks of gears activate. Rather than the clop-clop of multiple horses, now there is just an almost calming, dull hummmmmmmmmmm or batteries... or something!

L.E.R.O.Y.: "It appears we are approaching the meteorological anominally."

L.E.R.O.Y.: Leroy steers the Rex between the ruins of homes long collapsed and forgotten and continues towards the foreboding black horizon.

Dr. Wicker: A speaker inside the main cabin of the carriage comes to life as Catriona speaks into a wired device on her end softly. "Uh.. it is afternoon, but the there is some odd phenomena in the area."

Wolfe: Wolfe's head jerks nearly off his shoulders. "What in the nine hells!?"

Wolfe: He shakes the wagon a bit.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Sentients. That last rut was not THAT bad."

Jonias: Peering out the windows of the wagon, it is Jonias's turn to be startled, slightly, by the doctor's voice coming from the walls of the cabin.

Jinharath: Jin is distracted from studying the approaching darkness by the gentle rock of the carriage. She picks up speed enough to come abreast of the driver's seat. "Is everything alright?" she asks, with a concerned glance towards the carriage.

Dr. Wicker: "Are you experiencing anything odd?" she calls across to Jin. "Like someone watching us?"

Jonias: The elf looks around for the typical Magic Mouth spell effects but does not note any. Climbing out the still moving wagon the elf joins Dr. Wicker topside.

Jinharath: Jin focuses for a second, and centers herself and tries to perceive anything like what the doctor mentioned. She looks back and shakes her head, though.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): You seem to catch some shifting shadows out of the corner of your eye several times as you continue, but any time you try and focus on the shadows you see nothing.

Jinharath: "Though..."
"There is something strange here. A darkness I cannot quite see."

Dr. Wicker: "Oh good... I mean.. not good. I was afraid I was afflicted with something..."

Euron: "This is bad. What have they done here?"

Jonias: The elf's eyes narrow as if looking for something in the shadows around them but seems unable to spot anything. "There's something... movement, in the shadows, but I too cannot discern what."

L.E.R.O.Y.: Leroy looks to the Doctor and then slowly turns back to looking forward.

Jinharath: "If we continue straight into the darkness, there is no guarantee we will not face the same fate as Rutherford's men."

Jonias: "Should we seek cover?"

Jinharath: "We did not come here to hide. I am only suggesting we be cautious and alert in our approach."

Dr. Wicker:

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Perhaps we should have installed illumination modules, Mistress."

Dr. Wicker: "It is on the list." she retorts.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Number 43."

Dr. Wicker: "Umm..do we continue on as normal?"

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Shall I re-prioritize about automatic coffee dispenser?"

Wolfe: Wolfe gets out of the Rex at this point, muttering about ridiculous metal objects. "Always trust your instincts. If Jinharath is getting something strange here, we should check it out."

Jonias: "Hi, Jin is it?" Jonias says warmly "Hiding isn't a bad thing. trust me."

Jinharath: "Jinharath," she says to the elf. "There is a time and a place. But you could have hidden in Neverwinter."

Jinharath: "I cannot dream," she says.
"If the affliction is nightmare-based, perhaps it would not affect me as it does others."
"I could scout forward and see what I find?"

Wolfe: "You... cannot dream?" Wolfe asks, caught offguard by that statement.

Dr. Wicker: "What about whatever entity that is watching us? This place may contain spectres and apparations."

Jinharath: Jin just nods, though her attention is still forward, on the darkness. "This is true."

Euron: "I can't sense half of the things that you all can. If you can safely scout ahead, the you should." he said to Jinharath.

Jinharath: "I don't have a sense of something watching us, but I believe you when you say you do," she said, with a glance to Cat. "Should we proceed as a group, then? A few forward, a few watching from behind?"

Wolfe: "Alright. Go ahead then, but if you find something don't try and take it on by yourself."

Levinath (GM): As a note, anyone with knowledge of the region would be aware Yartar is roughly 3-4 more hours directly into the darkness.

Dr. Wicker: "There must be some kind of nexus causing this strange effect."
"Maybe a Shadowfell aperture or something..."

Jinharath: "The city is still some distance away," she observes. "Perhaps we should continue forward, though I will ride ahead a few lengths as a vanguard." She glances to the others for confirmation.

Wolfe: "Sounds good. Warn me before you talk in our metal pot, Cat."
He gets back into the Rex.

Dr. Wicker: She seems befuddled by that description for a moment, but eventually realizes what he means.

Jinharath: Jin prompts the horse forward, putting some space between herself and the carriage. She keeps her eyes and ears open, and is careful to not get out of sight of the carriage completely.

Jonias: Jonias taps on his tome waking a napping Beryllium. "Feel like taking flight little one? Let us know what you see through these shadows?"

Levinath (GM): The darkness continues to increase along the road. Soon the group finds themselves in a kind of twilight, though no light is visible, the group finds that they can all see a short distance through some form of subtle luminescence that is everywhere and nowhere.
Citters and creatures seem to disappear as the twilight engulfs the group, though the occasion hoot of an owl or howl of wolf echos through the land. The next hours are uneventful, but as the black shapes of buildings appear on the horizon a obscuring fog can be seen in the distance on all sides of the road, it seems to stay at a distance as the wagon moves on.

Dr. Wicker: Rather than freak Wolfe out again, she opens the slider window behind her. "I .. I think I see Yvainne."

Wolfe: "...Who's Yvainne?"

Dr. Wicker: The doctor looks back towards the sight, then back towards the cabin. "How did you forget her? She has thrown dangerous items at you."

Wolfe: ".." Wolfe pauses to think. "That doesn't narrow it down."

Dr. Wicker: Catriona guffs like a frustrated child. "And now she is gone... she was just... walking.. "
"Maybe illusions?"

Jinharath: Meanwhile Jin's gotten distracted arguing with Harath about the people he's hooked her up with, and isn't seeing much of anything as she continues onward. #badlookout

Euron: Euron appears uneasy.

Wolfe: "Well. If she threw stuff at me I probably didn't want to see her again anyway."

Jinharath:

Levinath (GM): As the wagon continues forward, Jin reaches the outskirts of the town. The fog floats about roughly one foot high from the ground and seems to move slowly in all directions.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): You see several dull floating green orbs moving about between the buildings.

Jinharath:

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Jin is too far away to properly discern what the green orbs are. They float around almost lazily as if floating in a soft breeze.

Jinharath: Jin returns to the group and reports seeing dull green orbs floating lazily through the fog covering the town's ground.
"But I could not tell what they were."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on January 14, 2019, 09:23:26 PM
Session 48

Levinath (GM): Mystery shrouds the land just as thick as the darkness and fog that blankets the area The Watch approaches. Yartar, the small village sits shrouded in a dense fog, though it moves away from the group as they wander in between the houses. Small motes of yellow light float between houses, darting to and fro as they look around the barren streets. Shadows seem to move and dance in the dense fog.

Jonias:

Wolfe: Wolfe is slowly trying to gather what he can of the surrounding area to get a sense of the environs - searching for any sign of life, or presence watching them.

Jonias: Jonias snaps his fingers causing a spectral copy of his hand to appear. The hand zips out towards one of the motes of light.

Jinharath: Jinharath is quiet as the group makes their way into the darkened village. While the others looked about, she closed her eyes and concentrated, tapping into her connection to the primeval to try and sense the presence of nearby humans or aberrations.

Wolfe: Wolfe's old eyes seem to not yet fail him. He murmurs quietly to the others. "We're not alone here. I see what you mean, Doc. I remember her."

Jonias: The hand phases through the light. The hand turns towards his master, snaps its fingers then goes invisible.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): You sense over fifty humans within the village, multiple beings per home.

Jonias: The elf gives the others a shrug.

Jinharath: Jin opens her eyes. "Despite the stillness, this village is still inhabited."
"Fifty or more souls, at least."

Levinath (GM): A mote floats up to Jonias and hovers near him.

Dr. Wicker: "Souls... living?"

Jinharath: "Alive, yes."

Jonias: "Oh hello little light" The elf says with a smile.

Levinath (GM): It floats against his skin, a warm wetness touches his wrist for a brief moment before it floats off.

Jonias: The elf looks at his wrist.

Jinharath:

Wolfe: "Well, at least they're not all undead."

Jinharath: Jinharath eyes the mote that dances with the elf, eyes narrowing as she considered it.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): You are reminded of Will-o'-wisps, but they do not appear to be the same type of creature.

Jinharath: Recalling nothing of use about them, she turns her attention to the nearby homes.
With a glance towards the rest of the part, she steps towards the door of the nearest house, intent on knocking.
She'll stop if someone objects and wait for them to explain. Otherwise, she'll knock on the door three times, soundly.

Levinath (GM): No one answers at the three loud raps.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Your ears do pickup the soft steady breathing of several humans from an opened window on the second floor. Humans that you KNOW are inside.

Jinharath: "Hello?" She called, upon receiving no answer. She stepped back enough to look up at the upper level, watching for signs of movement. "We have come to help. Speak with us."

Levinath (GM): Jin receives nothing but silence.

Jinharath: Jin looks for a place to climb up to the open window she can see on the second floor.

Dr. Wicker: Catriona glances over at all the stuff the woman is doing over there, uncertain as to the purpose of it.

Levinath (GM): Jin can easily climb the wall and get into the opened window. Inside she finds two adults laying quietly in their bed, asleep. A small child, not more than two lay on a smaller cot against the opposite wall.

Dr. Wicker: ((oo mascot found! Take it!))

Jinharath: It was one thing to hear about a whole town affected by a sleeping mystery. It was another thing to witness living people refusing to stir from their sleep. Jin approaches the nearest bed and gently shakes the sleeper, just to be sure. "Hello?"

Levinath (GM): Their skin stretches over their famished frames eerily in the pale light, almost translucent, but she can see the steady rise and fall of their breathe in their chests.
The woman does not rouse, though he head lulls from side to side as Jin shakes her.

Jinharath: Jin looks around the room, and then makes her way down to the first floor. As she goes, she looks for anything amiss, or some indication as to the cause. If she finds none, she'll exit through the front door and rejoin the others.

Wolfe: Wolfe moves over slowly toward where Jin went. "Everything alright?"

Levinath (GM): The home, though covered in dust, seems in proper order.

Wolfe: (standing where she went)

Jinharath: Jin returns with a thoughtful frown on her face.

Dr. Wicker: "What are these luminous entities?"

Jinharath: "They sleep so deeply that their bodies are wasting," she reported, disturbed.

Levinath (GM): The one moves towards the Doc, it hovers near her.

Jinharath: At the question about the lighted creatures, Jinharath shook her head. "They remind me of Will-o-wisps, but... they are different."

(To GM):  can she tell how they're different?

Jonias: Jonias nudges Wolfe then says quietly, "There's a cloaked figure south of us... near the entrance to the alleyway there." the elf points casually not looking to give away that he's spotted the figure.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): They are more of a dull light, than bright. They seem more gaseous and translucent than a burning ball.

Wolfe: "I'll go check it out."

Jinharath: "Check what out?" she asks, and starts to follow.

Levinath (GM): The cloak figure seems to recede with the mist as Wolfe approaches.

Dr. Wicker: Catriona will have Leroy stop the Rex, given the interest in the town.

Wolfe: Wolfe starts walking toward the directed location - like a bull, he's tired of waiting. "Hey!" He calls out.

Euron: Euron surveyed their surroundings, the drew his mace. He didn't want to be caught unawares in case there was danger.

Wolfe: Seeing something slink off, he continued. "HEY! SHOW YOURSELF!"

Levinath (GM): The figure moves further between the houses.

Jonias: Jonias follows Wolfe, "Whatever he is, my magic can't seem to make contact with him."

Jinharath: "We are being baited," she pointed out, watching their surroundings while she followed Wolfe at a slight distance

Euron: Euron looks around to see if there are any other watches or spies in the area.

Euron: Euorn turns and looks to his east.

Euron: "You! Stop right there!"
"We just want to talk."

Dr. Wicker: "I umm.. don't think they care to engage in ..um.. discourse." she says.

Euron: "Over here." Euron said to the others.
"The person is in the mists."

Wolfe: Wolfe is summoned by Euron's words

Levinath (GM): Wolfe seems the figure standing near Euron in the mist.

Jonias: Jonias scales his way, carefully, up the to the roof to over look the alley the figure keeps retreating into

Jinharath: Jin steps back and watches Wolfe and Euron, though lingers for a moment to ensure the figure in the alley doesn't emerge again.

Dr. Wicker: "Leroy, keep watch here." she says to the gnome before stepping off the carriage.

Wolfe: "I've had enough of this spooky bullshit." Wolfe grumbles and moves off after the phantom.

Levinath (GM): It disappears in a puff of smoke.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): you see a flash of movement to the south between the buildings.

Jinharath: "To the south!" she calls.

Dr. Wicker: "And west."
It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: "There's one to the west, here!"

Euron: Euron reaches for the Watcher's Eye and casts a spell.

Jinharath: rolling 1d20+5
(12)+5= 17

Euron:

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: (On Jin, Doc, and Wolfe.)
(End turn)

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Levinath (GM): The strange beast moves at Jin with lightning quick speed.

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Levinath (GM): Its claws and teeth slashed at Jin then it quickly retreated back towards the shadows.

Jinharath: Jin steps back from the oncoming monster, not quite quick enough to escape all of its strikes. As it flies past her she summons a bit of magic to help her keep track of it, then follows to strike at it in return.
"If anyone has a spell of illumination, it might help throw these beasts off!" she calls to the others as she strikes.

Levinath (GM): The weapons seem to bounce off the creature's hard carapace though a small spattering of green blood flies from the small scrapes. As it lands on Jin's arms it burns her skin for 10 poison damage.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jinharath: She hisses and yanks her hand back. "Beware their blood! It's acid!"

Jonias:
rolling 4d6
(5+6+5+5)= 21

Levinath (GM): The arrow strikes the beast, sending more blood onto Jin. 7 poison.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dr. Wicker: "AH!"

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Jonias: Jonias fires a clean shot over the woman called Jin piercing the shadow beast cleanly. However he did not notice the poison blood spurt from the fresh wound onto the woman.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't know where that other guy went, so he is going to take the one that's there. He draws his sword as he goes and SWINGS.

Levinath (GM): A second creature flies by Euron and the Doc, taking a sqipe before disappearing behind a house.

Dr. Wicker: Her blond hair fans out in whisps and falls over her fast at the speed of the creature barreling by.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe takes a chunk out of the bleeding creature and gets some poison of his own. 8

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: "Yuck this garbage is squishy in the worst way!"
Round 2

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Levinath (GM): The motes float about the combat seemingly interested.

Euron: Euron points his holy symbol at the beast on Jin and Wolfe and sends a blast of holy flame toward it!

Levinath (GM):
Euron's holy magic bounces of the creatures carapace.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Levinath (GM): The creature snarls and swings at Wolfe.

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath: Not seeing her swords get the purchase she likes, Jin switches them out for her silvered daggers and hopes against hope that they are more effective.

Levinath (GM): Jin is spattered with acid as she kills the creature. 10 Poison

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jinharath: Jin enjoys much better luck with her daggers, and watches as her blades cut the ailing creature apart. She pays for the victory with more acid burns, but considers it worth it.

Jonias: "You going to help shadow?" The elf said quickly to the shadowy figure.

Levinath (GM): Jonias's blade strikes the beast and leaves a wound, though the energy from his spell seemed to dull as it ripples across the creature's body. He also gets a little acid blood spatter. 2

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Jonias: After his words the elf tumbled off the rooftop, less gracefully than intended, while slashing at the shadow beast that had darted below. His blade crackled with lightning...

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: 11
3
"THIS IS FOR THE FUCKING CROWBAR!"

Dr. Wicker: "I am... confused."

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Euron: "As am I."

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Levinath (GM):

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Levinath (GM):

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Levinath (GM):

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy
Round 3

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr. Wicker: The doctor rounds the house like someone looking for a BBQ backyard party and not knowing the address.

Euron:
He reaches out to Jinharath, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Here, this should help, Lady."
He channels the light of the divine to mend her wounds.

Euron Sand has ended their turn. ✔

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jinharath: For a second, Jin is utterly confused at how the man believes a pat on the shoulder is useful at the moment. Divine healing seeps into her from his touch, however, and understanding washes over her face. "Oh! You are useful!"

Jonias:

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath: Jin spies the edge of someone lurking beside the house in front of her, so she moves closer to engage it.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Levinath (GM):

Jonias: Jonais darts across the alley but pauses as he scrambles past the Doctor. The elf rises from his crouch holding his blade at the ready but gives the Doctor a slightly flirtatious smile before continuing onto attack the beast.

Levinath (GM): Yvaine floats off the roof and tries to touch the Doc.

Jonias: "Oh so aren't going to be helpful," the elf sneered at the spectre.

Levinath (GM): The shadow disappears from the darkness between the houses.

Dr. Wicker: "We are too spread apart..!"

Wolfe: "Gods be damned!"

Levinath (GM): The shadow takes a swing at Wolfe and disappears into the darkness as he dodges.

Wolfe: "You're as annoying as the real one!"

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Jonias: "I'm right here doctor, don't worry I got you."

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Dr. Wicker: "This dispersion is likely the way they pick us off one by one."

Wolfe:

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: Wolfe cuts into the inky black darkness - somehow his senses ring true and he hits substance which then dissipates across his magical katana. "GOT ONE!"

Dr. Wicker: Her irises become bright blue and she lowers her glasses to stare at the shadow. Massive azure bursts of lights lance across the night into the creature.

Levinath (GM):
The shadow melts at the onslaught of light.

Dr. Wicker: "I apparently have you, Mister Siannodel."

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jonias: "Or it's the way we pick them off one by one," jonias called after the doctor with a wink.
Round 4

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Wolfe: "What the!?"

Euron: "That...can't be good. We should gather the others before we go in there."
"Where are the others? They were just here." Euron said, looking down the street where everyone was present not long ago.

Wolfe: "I can't see anything in this garbage."

Euron: "Doctor Wicker! Jonias! Where are you?" Euron called

Jinharath: "They are back here!" Jinharath called between the grunts of fighting.

Dr. Wicker: "Present!"

Jonias: Jonias grumbled as his blade hummed quietly...

Levinath (GM):
ITS SUPER EFFECTIVE!

Euron Sand has ended their turn. ✔

Euron: "Wolfe they're over here!"

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias:

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath: Jin stops with blades half-swung when the creature dissipates beneath the elf's sudden assault. She nods in acknowledgment to Jonias, then looks about for other enemies.
"Are there more?" she asks, finding Wolfe before she finds a foe.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Jonias: Slipping around the corner Jonias' blade hums with an electric pulse, the sound only just carrying ahead of himself as he slips past the doctor , around the corner, spots the other.
A quick tumble and a pop up with the blade against the unsuspecting spectre and parts it from this existence. He smiles broadly at Jin and Euron, "I try not to announce where i am good friend Euron. You should know that."

Levinath (GM): The massive creature jumps from the roof and rakes his claws at Wolfe.

Levinath (GM):
Then the creature runs into the darkness.

Wolfe: Wolfe gets pummeled by a xenomorph that runs into the darkness and he staggers backwards. "Oof, you fucking... asshole.."
"All the light was going on in this house - thunder, too." He gestures to the one next to him and Jin.

Euron: "Once we can rest, I can tend everryone's wounds, but that may require a longer pause for me to ensure that I'm ready for our next battle."

Dr. Wicker: "This is really not a normal village..."

Jinharath: Jin stares after it, squinting into the darkness, and releases a frustrated little sound when she finds nary a trace to follow. Wolfe's comment has her look towards the nearby house. "Let us see, then," she says, starting towards it.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Jin can see some traces of slick green blood. On the path the beast followed, but even the short moments she was in combat will tell her they cannot keep up with the beast in full sprint.

Jinharath: She stopped as she began to turn, though, doing a double-take as she catches a spot of green on the ground out of the corner of her eye. She turns towards it, and follows it a few paces down the path.
"It's bleeding, and left a trail," she pointed out.
"It is too fast to catch, but we may be able to follow it."

Euron: "Well, that's not comforting but it's a lead. We should follow it."

Wolfe: "We should check the houses first, then follow it."

Jonias: Jonias quietly rejoins the others alongside the doctor, "Thank you by the way."

Jinharath: Jin nodded at Wolfe's suggestion, since the creature was likely out of reach by now anyway.

Wolfe: Wolfe grumbles, still injured, and to make his point he goes to kick in the door of the house that he saw thunderbolts and lightning (very very frightning!) with a heavy boot.

Jinharath: She follows Wolfe into the house.

Levinath (GM): The unlocked door (thanks to Jin) crashes open with a resounding boom

Dr. Wicker: "We should also consider why those entities did not attack the residents."

Jinharath: "They are already feeding off the sleeping villagers. They could not put us to sleep, perhaps."

Jonias: "Sleeping as they are, these nightmare creatures are likely feeding off them somehow. Or perhaps they server a more malevolent force doing this deed."

Levinath (GM): The residence upstairs are in a very different state than when Jin left them minutes earlier. The man next to the sleeping woman is pale white, and dead. His eyes seemingly burned by some bright light. The small child's body is charred and burned as if struck by lightning and burned by fire. The woman lies in her slumber unharmed and oblivious to all the events transpiring.

Jonias: "If we are to rest, we best not do it in these shadows."

Jinharath: "They are formidable, whatever they are. I still can feel a weakness they left behind," Jin nodded. she murmured, unsatisfied.
"What in the realms..." she whispered, eyes wide. "These were sleeping peacefully just moments ago."

Wolfe: "What the...?" Wolfe's eyes widen in surprise, and just a touch of fear. "What in the Nine Hells is going on here?"

Dr. Wicker: The Doctor will, after a beat, follow into the house as well... looking around with curiosity.

Jinharath: Jin pauses and concentrates for a moment.

(To GM):  Any response if she telepathically prods the woman?

Jonias: "Oh...." the elf paused at the grisly sight. "I could not be more wrong..."

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Jin can sense she is in a dream, though she gets no response from the woman.

Jinharath: "She dreams," she quietly says, as her eyes open. "But I cannot wake her."

Wolfe: "We need to get to the bottom of this shit as fast as possible."

Euron: Euron looks at the people in the beds, trying to discern if there's any magic or curse at work here.

Beryllium: Beryllium sniffles sadly, giving her invisible perch on Jonias' shoulder away.

Dr. Wicker: Seeing the corpses in the room, the nerdish woman becomes perturbed.

Wolfe: "Come on, we can't just leave her here." He will look around the woman to see if she's bound in any way.

Jinharath: "Take care. She may be the trigger to whatever happened in this room."

Levinath (GM): She only sleeps on the bed.

Dr. Wicker: "Could the sleepers be hosts to these parasites?"

Wolfe: Wolfe tries to pick her up.

Levinath (GM): He easily lifts the malnourished woman.

Dr. Wicker: "If they died with similar trauma to the creatures, perhaps there is some connection between entities. Like symbiosis."

Jinharath: "Something supernatural holds them asleep, certainly. Perhaps we--" she pauses, and then stops.

Beryllium: Jonias looks at the wounds on the two dead bodies. "The specters we killed..."

Jinharath: "Do you think we killed them by killing the parasites? One escaped, and one sleeper remains."

Jonias: Jonias looks at the wounds on the two dead bodies. "The specters we killed..."

Dr. Wicker: "That stands to reason from what I see here..."

Jinharath: She frowns deeply. "Such evil..."

Euron: "Helm's Watchful Eye...no." Euron said, suddenly ill with dread and sadness.

Wolfe: "Come on, let's put her in the Rex and get going." Wolfe favors one side, even as he carries the woman with purpose. His focus is grim, as is the weight of what he may have done here.

Dr. Wicker: "If every shadow creature here is tied to a citizen..."
"That is like ..like an invasion.."

Jinharath: "But wait, if that was the case, why were there not many more specters? There are more than fifty people nearby, probably all asleep like this."
She looks to Euron as wolfe passes with the sleeping woman. "Does your god deliver people from curses?"

Dr. Wicker: "Who says there arent?"

Wolfe: Wolfe walks outside, his eyes widening in surprise. "Raithe!"
"Is that you!?"

Levinath (GM): More shadows appear in the mist as the group emerges from the home.

Jonias: There's two of them

Euron: "He can, yes. I would like to try to break this curse."

Jonias: "Of the same visage i mean"

Euron: "If that's what it is."

Jinharath: "It may not be a curse, but I cannot think of what else to--" she trails off, hearing Wolfe greet someone outside.
She moves out to see what's going on

Dr. Wicker: "My hypothesis is that these images are being pulled from our minds..."

Euron: Euron spares a glance for the newcomer, unsure of who it is. Wolfe seems happy to see them, though. That must be a good sign....

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Cat and her theory, the thought that his mind had been invaded and used against him makes his eyes narrow. "Some fights.." he said quietly, trying to recite something he'd learned once. "Are best won by not fighting."
"Let's get in the Rex and get out of here, now. There's nothing more to do here."

Jonias: "Perhaps we should move on, so as not to harm any of these people in their wraith forms?"

Euron: "That's a good idea."

Wolfe: Wolfe carries the woman to the Rex.

Dr. Wicker: Doctor Wicker climbs up into the driver's bench next to Leroy and starts up the carriage.

Levinath (GM): More shadows appear, but do not seem hostile to the group as they leave the village and return to the Rex.
They are watched by more and more shades, more faces appear. Cat's Mother, Wolfe's Shogun, The Elf Lords of Evereska. People known to each of the group. Their blank eyes watch the group as they return.

Euron: Euron will get into the Rex and then attempt a Remove Curse spell, taking off the Watcher's Eye and praying over her prone form in order to help her.

Dr. Wicker: "Uh... their numbers are increasing... " she warns.

Wolfe: "This place is fucking creepy."

Dr. Wicker: "Oh no... My mother is there. And she isn't wearing enough, making it even worse. Can we please depart?"

Levinath (GM): A village of shades stand in a line in the mist of Yartar as the Rex is boarded.

Jinharath: Jin watches the doctor with a curious expression that's becoming frequent. "These images are pulled from your mind," she starts to point out, but shakes her head and abandons the topic.

Jonias: Jonias grabs onto the side of the Rex, crackling blade at the ready, but not wanting to use it. "We should move"

Jinharath: Jin mounts her horse at the carriage's side.

Levinath (GM): Euron's attempt to remove a curse from the woman yields no results that he can tell. She continues to sleep quietly, her limp form breathing deeply as everyone piles in.

(To GM):  If she tries to talk telepathically to a shade, does she get anything?

Dr. Wicker: "Leroy, all ahead full." she tells the robotic gnome.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): She gets no response, but she can sense the shade is dreaming.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Yes Doctor. I sense multiple anomalies within our vicinity and agree departure is the best course of action to avoid hostiles."
The Rex lurches into a steady roll.

Euron: Euron sighs and sits back, saddened. This magic is darker and more powerful than what he's encountered. What are these monsters up to?
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on January 14, 2019, 09:30:09 PM
Session 49

Dr. Wicker: Synopsis - Town had shades that were linked to citizens and when you hurt the shades, you hurt the citizens, so we bailed.
#MeToo, Dale ReckoningEdition

Levinath (GM): LEROY quickly directs the Rex away from the town though you find he has opted to drive back in the direction you fist approached from.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Mistress, shall I set a course for Neverwinter?"

Wolfe: "We didn't come all this way for nothing."

Jonias: Jonias hoists himself to the top of the Rex and makes his way towards the back of the horseless carriage, his blade stowed and bow at the ready.

Wolfe: "We need to set up outside of town, get a breather to patch up our wounds, and we find what's causing this."

Levinath (GM): The group of shades forming in the town stop at the end of the small establishment, watching the Rex move away.

Jinharath: Jin spurs her horse to keep pace with the carriage, and pulls up alongside the window in time to hear the discussion about where to go next. "Agreed," she calls. "I'm not leaving yet!"

Jonias: Jonias taps on his shoulder, calling out Beryl. The tiny dragonling springs onto his shoulder.
"Think you can fly up and spot somewhere safe we can rest for a few hours?"

Levinath (GM): The fog seems too thick to see much, the entire area looks barren and silent, though memories of Yvaine walking through the mist in this area remain in your minds.

Jinharath: Jin doesn't trust the area at first sight, and when the carriage slows she takes a careful look around in an attempt to determine if the area is safe for the moment.

Wolfe: Wolfe doesn't care about Yvaine and her crowbar throwing nonsense, so he doesn't let the sight of her bother him much.

Jinharath:

Levinath (GM): Jin is able to find a small wooded area about one hundred feet off the road, it is relatively protected and the group could only be approached one way...at least by normal means.

Jinharath: Jin points out the well-situated clearing to the others, and dismounts once there.
She begins affixing a feed bag to her horse, and spends a few minutes petting it while she considers the strange town and what they'd seen.

Dr. Wicker: She directs Leroy to adhere to the scout's direction.

L.E.R.O.Y.: "As you command Doctor Wicker."

Wolfe: Wolfe will get out of the REX and settle onto his own two feet. He groans as he does so, grabbing at his back as he got jacked up pretty bad in the last fight.

Levinath (GM): About 45 minutes into settling into the area you notice Yvaine watching you from the road.

Jinharath:

Jonias:

Dr. Wicker: "We have um... company..." said the bespectacled blonde from the drivers bench.

Wolfe: "Ugh. Does she have a crowbar?"

Jinharath: Jin, who has by then settled nearer to the party while resting, hops to her feet, swords drawn.
"Speak, and come forward," she challenges the strange woman

Dr. Wicker: "If they are all linked to a living citizen of the town, perhaps this one is linked to the woman you brought with us?"

Wolfe: "But it's not Yvaine in the wagon."

Jinharath: "You know this woman?" she asked, keeping her eyes on the stranger while speaking to the others.

Jonias: Jonias slips away from the others when the dr. spots the woman spectre.

Wolfe: "A long time ago, she used to travel with Cat and I."
"But she flaked out on us and took off in the middle of the night."

Jinharath: "Why are you here now?" she asked the woman, frowning. She stepped towards the side of the camp where the woman lurked. "Speak!"

Levinath (GM): Yvaine stands silently on the road, 100 feet away from Jin, and doesn't speak.

Jinharath: "I don't understand," she says, shaking her head. "If she is merely a spectre like the others, why are they bound to the town and she is not?"

Jinharath: She flinches at the sudden flying of arrows!

Levinath (GM): The figure disappears.

Jonias: From his spot behind some bushes, the elf can see the spectre of a woman not respond so he decides to end this quickly.

Levinath (GM): The sleeping woman, was in the Rex.

Dr. Wicker: "That likely wounded whoever it was connected to."

Jinharath: Jin listens for any noise from the carriage.
If she hears none, she'll walk over to check

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Jonias in the sudden attack. "What the - Jonias, what are you doing!?"

Jonias: Returning from the bushes, "Pretty sure that went through her eye."

Jinharath:

Dr. Wicker: She puts her hand over her mouth.

Levinath (GM): Jin can, in fact, hear nothing from the carriage.

Jonias: "What I'm doing is making sure whatever that is stops following.

Jinharath: Jin opens the carriage door and looks over the sleeper there, trying to confirm that she's unharmed.

Wolfe: "It may have been tied to that woman!"

Levinath (GM): A thin steam of blood runs from the back of the woman's head down the seat she rested on. She is no longer breathing.

Jinharath: "Cleric!" she barks, backing out of the carriage. "This woman needs your aid."

Euron: "Whatever magic is tying these shades to these people is potent." Euron said, turning to Jonias. "Until we learn how to stop and save these people, let's not destroying any more of these shades!"
When their new companion calls out, Euron hurries toward the back of the carriage!

Jinharath: Jin backs away,giving the man room to try and help. She frowns, and looks from Wolfe to Jonias.

Beryllium: The dragonling slaps the back of the elf's head with her tail.

Euron: Euron looks at the situation before him, trying to determine how he can help the unconscious woman.

Dr. Wicker: She watches from the porthole behind the drivers bench.

Levinath (GM): (dead woman)

Euron: Euron finds the woman not breathing and his shoulders slump.

Dr. Wicker: (Time for that Revivify on rando NPC #wastethemresources)

Jonias: "Oh..." Jonias sheepishly puts away his bow. "They just all looked the same, I thought one of the towns one followed..." The elf's voice trailed off

Euron:

Dr. Wicker: ((but death should break the curse lol))

Levinath (GM): The woman gasps and the mortal wound in her head seals closed and skin forms over her now missing right eye. She begins breathing softly in Euron's arms.

Dr. Wicker: ((also all her ATTUNED ITEMS are now unbound! nerts!))
(and gold)

Euron: Euron cradles the woman's head and feels her take in a deep breath. "Thank Helm."
He's not happy that she's been maimed, but he has to take the good with the bad right now.
"She's alive.'

Jinharath: "Oh," Jin murmurs, surprised when she looks in and sees the woman moving about again. "She looks much more fearsome now," she observes, as though approving.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over slowly, looking between them all, as he's late to the party. "Good job, Euron."

Dr. Wicker: (( petition for Euron to get an Inspiration for that ))

Levinath (GM): "Benjamin!" She shrieks as her left eye flies opened and she wraps her arms around the newly appeared Orc. "Gods....that was a terrible.....WHAT? WHO?"

Euron: "Let's refrain from harming these shades. We need to find out who is controlling these Shades and then who is--Helm's Eye!" Euron said, when the woman wakes, shrieking

Jinharath: Jin watches with a confused little frown. "Such a weird little town.." she murmurs.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes widen in surprise. "Ah... lady, I'm not Benjamin..." He says as he tries to slowly peel her off of him.

Levinath (GM): "Where, am I? AHH!" She releases Wolfe and scurries towards the other side of the Rex.

Euron: "Ma'am, please, we're just travelers trying to understand what happened here."
"We're not here to hurt you."

Levinath (GM): "Why can't I see, why is it all blurry?" She raises a hand up to her right eye and lets out a moan. "What have you done to me?! BENJAMIN! HELP ME!" She begins to weep.

Euron: "You suffered and accident, ma'am. We've been tending to you while you were asleep. Can you tell me what you remember?" Euron asked gently.
"And perhaps we can help locate Benjamin for you."

Jinharath: Jin nearly speaks, but counsels herself to let the cleric do the speaking for the moment.
It usually goes better.

Wolfe: Wolfe gives a bit of a shrug as Euron's not technically lying.

Levinath (GM): The calm demeanor of Euron seems to calm the woman, though she still watches the group warily through the Rex door. "Horrible...nightmares....they seemed to go on forever. Where....where am I? Where is my husband Benjamin and my son Xavier Do you have them with you?"

Jinharath: "They're probably dead," Jin said, in what to her seemed like a gentle fashion, but probably was not.

Euron: Euron looks to Jinharath sighs gently. He would have gone about it more gently than that, but it was very likely.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Jin, his eyebrows going high. "Where did you learn your bedside manner? Gods."

Jinharath: "Well she'll have to know," she said, looking defensive at the other two. "I mean it seems likely that they were the other two in the house with her, you know the ones that were--" she makes a little gesture by expanding her hands, and a little shift of her face, together suggesting something unpleasant.

Levinath (GM): "Dead?! HOW?! PLEASE TELL ME IT ISN'T SO!"

Euron: "What my companion meant to say is that we're not sure where they are. As I said, we've only just arrived here. We're trying to understand why everyone here was asleep."
New Group Mandate: Do not let Jinharath explain what is happening.
Euron decides that this is a good plan.

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs and lifts a hand up to rub at his brow.

Jinharath: Jin opens her mouth as though about to contest Euron's counter, but she stops herself and looks a little confused.
She looks to the doctor and the elf, trying to gauge their stance on this whole delaying-the-truth thing

Wolfe: "Lady, sorry. You and your town have fallen under a terrible curse - one that makes spectres or shades that attack those who try to help you."

Dr. Wicker: Catriona mumbles towards LEROY at low volume. "And I thought you were in-eloquent.."

Wolfe: "We are still trying to find the way to help you and the others of the village."

Dr. Wicker: The Doctor 's expression isn't easy to see as she is just peering in from the window in the front, which just about shows half of her face.

Levinath (GM): "They were in the house! The last thing I remember....gods it feels like so long ago.....we all went to bed. I made sure Xavier had his blanket tucked tight as it gets cool this time of year, and then Benjamin and I went to bed. Where did you find me? Were they not there?!"

Jinharath: "They were there," she said.
"We didn't know how these things work," she starts to explain.
"Like he said," she said, gesturing to Wolfe. "We came to help your town when we heard about this strange problem."

Euron: "We've been looking around for anyone who is awake and could explain what happened."

Jinharath: "And when we showed up, we were met with these... shade creatures..."

Levinath (GM): "What things? What problem?" She chews on her lip nervously.

Wolfe: "The spectres attacked us - but we didn't know they were tied to the lives of the people in the town. We saved you and left."

Jinharath: Jin stops, and eyes Wolfe, as though indecisive.

Levinath (GM): "Specters? In Mirabar? I have not heard of any such sightings. We have men stationed around the town every evening for er...." She looked at Wolfe. "...raiders."

Jinharath: She narrows her eyes thoughtfully at the woman.
"Your guards failed."
"We don't know what these things are, but they've put the whole town to sleep. And killing them kills the sleeping citizens. Do you understand?"

Levinath (GM): "What? No? Is this just another nightmare? Gods help me."

Jinharath: "A god did help you," she said, gesturing to the Helmite near by her. "You were dead too. His god brought you back."

Dr. Wicker: "This is the worst conversation I've ever heard...." she admits despite herself.

Levinath (GM): She just stares at Jin.

Jinharath: Jin shakes her head and tries to refocus. "What else do you remember before going to sleep the last time? Had anything strange happened in the town? Any unusual visitors?"

Jonias: "I'm wondering if perhaps I had done the woman a favor..." Jonias says quietly to himself

Levinath (GM): She seemed stunned by the revelation she was dead, but shrugged it off as Jin changed the line of discussion. Perhaps this woman is insane. "We have had heavier than normal fog for about a week now. It was making it difficult to work in the fields and with the livestock in the morns, but it is just late spring weather..."

Jinharath: "Do you remember anything about the fog that was unusual? Did it come from a certain direction, was there anything odd about it aside from how dense?"

Dr. Wicker: ((Was there any livestock?))

Levinath (GM): (Not that you have seen)
(Nor have you seen any other wildlife since you entered the darkness)
"It was there when we rose, and swept away by the sun by midday the first several days, then it lingered til evening, and finally, yesterday, it did not abate all day.

Jinharath: Jin looked stumped. "What could possibily benefit from a bunch of people having constant nightmares?"

Levinath (GM): While she was talking she looked down at her thin skeletal frame and gasped. "Gods help me, what has happened to me?!" She looked back to Euron, pleading in her eyes.

Wolfe: "You haven't eaten in weeks, probably."

Dr. Wicker: "I have not ..um.. seen.. one animal in hours. Livestock or other fauna."

Levinath (GM): "What? I have been asleep for weeks?"

Wolfe: "That's what I said, yes."

Jinharath: "You ought to be ravenous. Are you not hungry?"

Levinath (GM): "I am too worried about Benjamin and Xavier."

Dr. Wicker: "Whatever this anomalous haze was, it maybe frightened off the animals."

Jinharath: "Hmm."
"I'll be back."
Jin then slips off to spiral outward from the camp, looking for any signs of wildlife, or their remains. She's trying to determine if the animals from around here have been killed or just driven off, and how recently.

Euron: "You're going to be all right. We're going to get to the bottom of this. My name is Euron and I'm a priest. What's your name?"

Levinath (GM): Jin doesn't seen any recent animal tracks in the area they are now resting, which should be quiet a bee's nest of activity, figuratively speaking.
"Kaitlyn. Thank you Euron."

Jinharath: "No recent tracks of any kind," she reports, upon returning. "But no remains, either. The doctor is right, whatever this is must have driven them off."

Euron: "Despite the circumstances, it's good to meet you, Kaitlyn. You should try to rest a bit while we try to gather more information."

Jinharath: "She should eat something," she suggests to whomever is standing nearest the door. "She may not feel like she needs to, but she does."

Wolfe: Wolfe reaches into his bag and conjures up some rations, offering them to Kaitlyn. "Here, this'll at least put something in your belly."

Levinath (GM): She takes them hesitantly from Wolfe and then chews slowly on a piece of jerky.

Jinharath: "So what do we do?" she wonders aloud, looking back in the direction of the town. "We could wait until morning, and see if the sunrise has any effect on the number of shades about? Perhaps there's something within the town we might find, if we could investigate it undetected."

Wolfe: "We should at least try - right now we have nothing to go on."

Dr. Wicker: "The source of this atmospheric disturbance no doubt lies in the darkest point, wherever it is centered."

Jinharath: She looked to the cleric. "Does your god allow you to bring daylight into the midst of night?"

Euron: "Yes. I can give it a try." Euron said.

Jinharath: "I suggest we go back to the town. We can try to find the darkest point," she said, with a nod to the doctor. "And we can either shed light on it, or perhaps find something lurking."

Wolfe: "Sounds good to me."

Euron: "Let's do it."

Dr. Wicker: She starts to say something the, stops.

Levinath (GM): A breeze blows the Doc's hair all about as they prepare to depart, sending the fog slowly towards the west. Friznation incoming.

Dr. Wicker: With the desire to go to town, she asks if they should return on foot then and leave the carriage here....

Jinharath: "We should travel on foot if we are returning to the town. The fewer shades we attract the less our chances of hurting more people."
"Besides, the sleeping woman can stay here and feed herself and rest while we're gone."

Wolfe: "Good idea, actually. As long as we don't take any more eyes."

Dr. Wicker: "Leroy, watch the Rex, please."

Euron: Euron looks at Jonias pointedly.

Jinharath: Jin ties her horse to the carriage so it doesn't wander off.

Jonias: "One time... It's happened once..."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "I calculate a 68.23% probably of your untimely demise on this excursion, Mistress. I wish you the best of luck."

Dr. Wicker: "Noted."

Levinath (GM): The group returns to the town, which again appears empty of any signs of life (or shadows). Wolfe can easily find the area where he battled the shadow beast, his own blood still staining the ground, mixed with the eerie glow of green acid from the vile creature.

Wolfe: Wolfe will notice this and wonder. "Hey, you guys can see this blood, right? You think we can track it?"

Euron: "Doctor...was Leroy's comment meant to be a reassuring or just an observation?" Euron asked, while walking.

Jinharath: "I did not notice that before," Jin admits. "But yes!"

Wolfe:

Dr. Wicker: "I've learned to overlook Leroy's... um.. eccentricities.." she says to Euron.

Wolfe: Hunkering down, Wolfe looks over the green blotches of acidic blood, sniffing at the air. "I think I have a trail."

Jinharath:
Jin rushes past Wolfe. "It's bright green!"

Levinath (GM): Wolfe and Jin can easily follow the thin trail of green blood from the beast it heads off to the Northeast of the town.

Euron: Euron will follow the two trackers as quickly as he's able.

Wolfe: Wolfe will use his Athletics to climb up to get a better vantage point and see if he can find it that way.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe's keen vision and high vantage point at the top of the church tower lets him see spots of the glowing blood against a deep crag in the distance.

Jonias: Jonias follows the others in silence, hoping their loud advance will draw the attention of whatever creature they hunt.

Levinath (GM): Wolfe's keen eyes, along with Jonias's stealthy scouting and Jin's survival skills allow the group to easily track the beast deeper into the darkness. They find themselves in a narrow rock valley against a nearly vertical cliff face. The trail runs along the cliff face some way into the distance.

Jinharath: "This is a bad vantage point," Jin murmurs while pausing at the ravine's base to let the others catch up. She eyes the cliff face and its top edges.

Dr. Wicker: She removes the metallic pokeball from her belt and deploys GIZMO.

Levinath (GM): Small motes of green float along the path same as they did in the village. The fog is so thick on the ground, you cannot see past your ankles.

Jonias: Jonias slides ahead of the others stepping quietly along the shadows of the cliff face

Wolfe: "We'll stay up here until you give us the signal."

Jinharath: Jin continues a few steps forward quietly, but stops when Wolfe suggests the group is waiting. She looks unhappy about it, though.

Levinath (GM): Jonias finds a rather large rock with the toe of his foot and eats a little dirt for walking through the fog so carelessly. The grunt of surprise he lets out echos down the walls of the ravine.

Euron: Euron tries to see where Jonias has gone. But he has Human Eyes of Fail and his vision is limited.

Jonias: Spotting the shadow beast up on the cliff face, Jonias slips back towards the others.

Jonias: once he can just see them in range he summons his spectral hand indicating to follow and to keep their eyes up.

Levinath (GM): Jonias's magical utterance reaches the group via the walls before his mage hand appears.

Jinharath: Jin stealths forward.

Jinharath:
She turns her attention skyward, as the elf had suggested.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Jin can seem some kind of monstrous wolf-like creature. It's body smokes off wisps of shadow leaving nothing but air between its black ribs.

Jonias: Jonias stays invisible, waiting for one or more of the beasts to make their move.

(To GM):  Can she see two of them, like I can?

(To Wolfe): Telepathy fromJin! ~Two shadow hounds up high.~

Jinharath: When the others draw nearer, Jin points out the direction of the two beasts she can see.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks up, then around, then back up. "Did she..." he whispers to himself.

Euron: Euron is not even sure what's happening. The darkness is a little bit of a struggle for him.

Levinath (GM): The ground can easily backtrack about ten minutes and come up from the top of the ravine if they so choose.

(To Jonias): Telepathy from Jin! ~We should backtrack and approach them from on high.~

Wolfe: Wolfe steps back and grabs Euron's arm. "Come along, High Cleric."

Euron: "Following along."

Wolfe: "Don't worry next town we go to I'll get you a cane."

Euron: "It's only now apparent to me that I'm the only human in the group. Makes me miss Westra. We were blind together."

Wolfe: "Yeah...."
"I kind of miss her too."

Jonias: Jonias keeps his bow ready, anxious to strike one of the shadow beasts when it approaches.

(To Wolfe:)Telepathy from Jin! ~We should back track and approach them from on high. I do not like this lower position.~

Wolfe: Wolfe's head snaps up, as if slapped. He whispers into the air as he follows behind Jin. "..Are you talking in my head?"

Jinharath: Jin sighs. "It's quieter," she whispers.

Wolfe: "Oh." he says as he looks up at Jin's gesturing - following the Mage hand. "Yeah..."

Euron: "What's happening? Is Jonias still up there?"

Dr. Wicker: ░▒▓Telepathy with Euron:▓▒░ « There are some predators on high, eastern wall. »

Euron: Euron nods at the Doc who supplied that information kindly. He heard her clearly, so he doesn't yet question that he didn't actually hear her.
"Thank you, Doctor."
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 21, 2019, 09:09:34 PM
Session 50

Levinath (GM): The Watch has tracked a shadow beast towards its source in the darkness. Through the deft tracking of Jinharath and Wolfe, the group was able to circumvent a patrolling pack of shadow hounds on a cliffside. At least until Jonias, decided to shoot first and ask questions later, for the second time that evening.
Initiative
Shadow Hound
Initiative: 19
Initiative
Shadow Hound
Initiative: 19
Initiative
Shadow Hound
Initiative: 18
RakFu:
12
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe

Levinath (GM):
13.18
INITIATIVE (4.18)

Jinharath:
26
INITIATIVE (8)
21
INITIATIVE (8)

Levinath (GM):
13
INITIATIVE (2)

Dr. Wicker: (I dont see myself on init)
(or Gizmo)
14
INITIATIVE (3)
Initiative
Gizmo
Initiative: 10

Jinharath:
12   14
STEALTH (9)

Levinath (GM): A terrible howl echos over the cliff wall.

Jinharath: Understanding that the archer has just alerted the hounds to the presence of the party, Jin flattens herself against the rock and tries to avoid being noticed . She checks out the rock while she's there, looking for handholds.

Levinath (GM):
Strength
Shadow Hound
Ability: 12 | 11
A shadow hound, not so gracefully rolls down the cliff face. It lands next to Jonias with a heavy thud. A rib flying off as it lands. 10 bludgeoning.
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 13 | 17
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Damage: 9piercing
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 6 | 21
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Strength
Shadow Hound
Ability: 12 | 8

Levinath (GM): A second wolf lands next to the first. 12.

Dr. Wicker: "That is ...bizarre behavior"

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 17 | 18
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 6 | 6
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
15
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)
Damage: 11piercing
27
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
12
Piercing
  14
Thunder
14
Sneak Attack Damage

Levinath (GM):
Perception
Shadow Hound
Skill: 23 | 13
Strength
Shadow Hound
Ability: 6 | 17
A third wolf, thuds to the ground. 10
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 11 | 22
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 22 | 25
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Damage: 16 + 7piercing

Levinath (GM):
12
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)
It tears into Jonias, leaving a gaping wound in the man's arm.

Dr. Wicker: Catriona steps around the priest, her gauntlets lighting up with rings of energy. She warps the electromagnetic field, around herself and funnels it into a torrent down the path of the valley. Strange sound echoes against the rock as the mist is disturbed with the force.
Wind Stream
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 x 5 ft
Target: Each creature in range
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Instantaneous
You create a line of focused air that is 30 feet long and 5 feet wide. Each creature in that area must make a STR saving throw DC17, taking 13 bludgeoning damage per psi point spent and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

3 psi points spent, 5 max.
Rocks and pebbles orbit the blonde woman as gravity distorts.


Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Shadow Hound
Ability: 14 | 18
Dexterity
Shadow Hound
Ability: 16 | 3

Dr. Wicker: 6.5 for saved one

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr. Wicker: Catriona sashays away, delivering some encouraging statement to Wolfe in his homeland tongue that she'd since picked up.

Levinath (GM):
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.
Wolf Jonias Jin

Jinharath: Jin's eyes go wide at the doctor's command of the very air around her, but she holds her tongue for the moment.

Wolfe: Wolfe, following Cat's lead, smirks as he reaches behind his back for the golden ornate javelin he had come back from Kara-Tur carrying. As he does, little crackles of electricity flow around his fingertips and the radiant metal. "Good thinking, Doc."
Suddenly Wolfe's eyes alight with bright light. "Ryū ga waga teki wo kurau!" He yells as he hurls the javelin towards the last Shadow Hound, a bolt of lightning following in its wake.
23   20
30/120
Raitoningu (+9)
Wolfe
All creatures in 120ft line between Wolfe and his target (excluding the target) must make a DC 13 Dex save or suffer 17 lightning damage. Successful saves take half.
12
Lightning
2

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Shadow Hound
Ability: 12 | 5
Dexterity
Shadow Hound
Ability: 5 | 1

Wolfe: As the last bolt strikes the prone shadow-hound the javelin re-appears in Wolfe's hand with a crackle of thunder.

Dr. Wicker: She gives the half-orc a cheeky thumbs up.

GIZMO-5: (Is Jin hiding from us?)
The owl makes some beeping sounds and readies an action to trigger when Jin appears, to Help.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jinharath: Jin lunges from the shade to slash at the nearest hound.
15   23
20
Shortsword (+9)
10
Piercing

GIZMO-5: Gizmo buzzes and huge spot lights flood from its eyes onto the target for Jin.

Jinharath:
27   16
20
Shortsword (+9)
9
Piercing
She whispers a curse and Marks the target for future rounds cause I forgot AGAIN

Levinath (GM): Both strikes find purchase on the prone beast.
Though her strikes seem less potent than they should.

Jinharath: rolling 2d6
(6+1)= 7
"My thanks, strange little friend," she says hesitantly, to Gizmo

GIZMO-5: The targeting lights extinguish as the metal owl's large eye apertures cycle closed.

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

GIZMO-5: Gizmo's wings folds and shapes briefly to give Jin a thumbs up, and it bounces in place on the wall outcrop.

Levinath (GM): The farthest wolf leaps to hits feat and runs at Jonias, snarling. As it moves a monstrous "boom" echos from the crackling energy surrounding it.

Dr. Wicker: "Ah!"

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 18 | 7
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.

Jonias:
7
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)
14
STRENGTH SAVE (0)

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 7 | 25
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Damage: 13 + 12piercing

Jonias:
Uncanny Dodge
Class: Rogue/7th Level
When an attacker that you can see hits you with an attack, you can use your reaction to halve the attack’s damage against you.

Dr. Wicker: (( why did he have advantage? ))

Levinath (GM):
Damage: 15piercing

Dr. Wicker: (k)

Levinath (GM): The back wolf leaps over attacks the villain that shot him with lightning.
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 11 | 24
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 12 | 11
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.

Dr. Wicker: "Mister Siannodel! You are surrounded!"
(Disengage covers you from 1 or 1 million creatures)

Jonias:
16   20
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
11
Piercing
  11
Thunder
4
Thunder
Blade of Focused Energy
11
Sneak Attack Damage
Cunning Action
Class: Bonus Action / Rogue / 2nd Level

Levinath (GM):
Perception
Shadow Hound
Skill: 24 | 9

Jinharath:
28   26
20
Shortsword (+9)
6
Piercing

Jonias: Jonias wakes from his stupor and slices into the prone wolf before retreating behind the others.

Dr. Wicker: ((Which ones are prone?))

Jinharath: rolling 1d6
(3)= 3

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 9 | 20
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 7 | 11
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.

Jonias: Chased by one of the shadow hounds, the elf parry's away the gnashing teeth.

Dr. Wicker:
Focus: Psychic Assault
evocation cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Psychic Assault: While focused on this discipline, you gain a +2 bonus to damage rolls with psionic talents that deal psychic damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
DC17
Intelligence Save
Add +2 damage if focused on Psychic Assault.
15
psychic
Mind Thrust

Levinath (GM):
Intelligence
Shadow Hound
Ability: 3 | 6

Dr. Wicker: "Here boy!"
THe hound looks at the doctor, then its head swells, its whines filling the area before it pops like an overripe canteloupe.
Showering Jonias with viscera and skull fragments and brain matter.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Levinath (GM): Euron pulls on the healing energies of helm and lays a hand on rogue who was nearly ripped apart.

Wolfe: "....Ew...Cat."

Levinath (GM):
8
Healing
Higher Level Cast
9
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Wolfe: "You owe him a napkin or something."
Wolfe stows the spear and draws Shokan as he pumpkicks and brings the dai-katana down at the shadow-wolf.
30
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
18 + 7
slashing

Dr. Wicker: "Sometimes I underestimate the low intelligence of a non-natural beastial entity, and it's primal faculties react poorly to..."

Wolfe:
11
Orcish Fury Crit Damage
Wolfe
26
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
14
slashing
50
Wolfe kicks the wolf in the jaw and then brings his sword down heavily, removing one leg.

GIZMO-5: The clockwork owl hovers over Gin and ejects metallic confetti to confuse the shadow hound.
Help action on Jin
Not GIN!
Tho now thursty

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 21 | 14
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Damage: 15piercing

Jinharath:
Absorb Elements
abjuration 2
Casting Time: 1 Reaction
Range: Self
Components: S
Duration: 1 Round
The spell captures some of the incoming energy, lessening its effect on you and storing it for your next melee attack. You have resistance to the triggering damage type until the start of your next turn. Also, the first time you hit with a melee attack on your next turn, the target takes an extra 1d6 damage of the triggering type, and the spell ends.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, the extra damage increases by 1d6 for each slot level above 1st.

GIZMO-5: Gizmo does the freaky thing owls do where their head turns almost all the way upside down, confused at the woman's departure from a ripe target!

Jinharath:
8   19
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

GIZMO-5: (do we get to know what the card was? ;P)

Jonias: ((I have yet to get a card :'( ))

Dr. Wicker: ((stop whining . gif ))

Jinharath: Perhaps a little too focused on the next target, Jin sweeps past Wolfe's target and takes a slash on the leg for the oversight. She doesn't stop, but shifts the focus of her ire (and her Hunter's Mark) to the northernmost hound. She shouts and leaps forward, swords drawn.
18   14
20
Shortsword (+9)
7
Piercing
23   18
20
Shortsword (+9)
11
Piercing
rolling 2d6
(5+3)= 8

Levinath (GM): Both attacks hit and wolf snarls at Jin.

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 13 | 24
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 11 | 8
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.

Jinharath: Jinharath moves like the wind and easily dodges the wolf's vicious fangs!

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 22 | 14
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Bite
Shadow Hound
Attack: 12 | 12
lf the target is a creature, it must succeed on a DC 12 Constitution saving throw against disease or become poisoned until the disease is cured. Every 24 hours that elapse, the creature must repeat the saving throw, reducing its hit point maximum by 2d10 and increasing its Taint score by 1 on a failure. This reduction lasts until the disease is cured. The creature dies if the disease reduces its hit point maximum to 0.
Damage: 13piercing

Wolfe:
17
CONSTITUTION SAVE (8)
Wolfe

Jonias:
15
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+8)
9
Piercing
11
Sneak Attack Damage

Dr. Wicker:
DC17
Intelligence Save
Add +2 damage if focused on Psychic Assault.
14
psychic
Mind Thrust

Jonias: Jonias stows his blade and brings hos bow into both hands to fire a snapshot under Wolfe's arm into the belly of the shadowbeast. The creature fell dead at the half-orc's feet

Levinath (GM):
Intelligence
Shadow Hound
Ability: 11 | 12

Dr. Wicker: 16
She attempts to be more... measured....
And the Hound just freaks out and eats its ownself until it dies.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr. Wicker: "There... less... collateral refuse."

Jinharath: Jin's halfway through her next swing when the hound suddenly turns away and begins.. eating.. itself.
"What.. in the void..." she mutters, taking a step back, aghast.

Dr. Wicker: "I did not want to irk Mister Wolfe."

Jinharath: Jin turns a WTF face towards the Doc

Dr. Wicker: "So I adjusted."

Levinath (GM): The head rolls past the ground on the ground in the fog.
(group)

Dr. Wicker: (It just went nuts and bit at itself until it became... structurally unsound)

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over as the Hound literally cannibalizes itself, he blinks and blanches a bit, looking over at Cat afterward. "What... the fuck.. Cat!?"

Jonias: Jonias wipes the viscera from his leather armor, "Consider yourself lucky Jin."

Wolfe: "In what world is that okay?!?"

Dr. Wicker: "I didn't tell it to do that!"
"I just scrambled it... and.. that was what it decided to do!"

Jonias: The one where we live

Jinharath: "Jinharath," she corrects the elf, but with a distracted air as she continues to watch the doctor and wolf warily.

Wolfe: He frowns at Cat, uncertain about her answer, then turns to Jonias to change the subject. "Are you alright, Jonias?"

Jonias: Jonias looks towards the others then at the orbs floating about him, "Are they only congregating around me?"

Dr. Wicker: The doctor looks exasperated for a moment, not understanding why people didn't understand. Normal people and their thinking patterns.
She then crouches and inspects the shadowhounds. And takes a sample for the container jar!

Levinath (GM): The only three spheres in the area seem to all hover around Jonias.

Jinharath: While the others recover, Jin looks forward, eyes open for signs of any other threats or directions.
26   27
PERCEPTION (7)

GIZMO-5: The steampunk drone perches and its view pans left to right... then right to left.. as if it is scanning. Watching. Vigilant!

Euron: "What's going on up there?" Euron asks. trying to get a better view of what lies ahead.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Jin can only see to the North, the sheer cliff faces block both the East and West. She can see in the distance the outline of the cliffs breaking and massive dark willow trees lumbering over the fog.

Jinharath: Satisfied that they are relatively alone for the moment, Jin returns to the group.

Jonias: "Up there? What about right here?" The elf asks Euron pointing to the three floating orbs.

Dr. Wicker: ((I know Sam cant wait for when Cat makes some kaiju godzilla pacific rim monster with all the parts she's been collecting for 30+ sessions))

Wolfe: "Jonias, are you okay?" He asks, considering that the Elf had looked the worst of them.

Jinharath: Jin eyes the floating orbs.

(To GM): If Jin tries to connect with an orb telepathically, does anything happen?

Jonias: "I could use a drink and a bit of rest bother otherwise.." Jonias ducks suddenly as an orb darts towards him.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): She can sense an alien sentience, but nothing more.

(To GM): "Alien" like.. outsider?

Levinath (GM): It flies past him and then hovers again, near him.

Jonias:
27
ARCANA (8)

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Alien like she doesn't know wtf kind of thing she is connecting with.

Jinharath: Jin frowns, and shakes her head.

Levinath (GM): The orb reminds Jonias of a will o wisp.

Dr. Wicker: The platinum blonde half elf ponders aloud... "I wonder what these beasts consumed out here as there seems to be no viable food source."

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): As Jin severs the connection, she feels a chill down her spine for a brief moment.

Jinharath: "Will o wisps feed on the dying," she recalls.

Wolfe: "Maybe they have a lair or something further inside."

Jinharath: "These are not like any I've seen before, but that's the closest thing they resemble, to me."
"Are you ill, elf?"

Jonias: I suppose I am hurt. and that shadow creature did sink it's fangs deep. Euron, care to take a look over the wound?"

Jinharath:
12   13
PERCEPTION (7)

Dr. Wicker: ((lol Medicine?))

Euron: "Yes, come closer. Let me get a look."
Euron takes a look at the wound.

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Now that you look at the Elf, he does seem a little......translucent.

Levinath (GM): When Euron lights the torch, the orbs move a little further away.

Euron: "Is anyone else seeing this? There's less of him...there." Euron said, holding the light just a little closer to Jonias so the others can see.

Dr. Wicker: Behind her lenses, her eyes squint some at the ghostly lights when they shirk away.

Jonias: Little less of what?

Jinharath: "I see it," she confirms.
"The hounds have inflicted something."

Euron: Euron reaches out to poke at Jonias to ensure that he's not vanishing from the plane.

Jinharath: "The wisps can sense it. They are a malign presence and drawn to his doom."

Levinath (GM): As Euron holds the torch towards Jonias, everyone can see that, though it is subtle, some the torchlight passes through through him.
Jonias gets a solid poke to the chest.
He feels solid as an elf can feel.

Jonias: "That's... not the normal effect of one my spells." Jonias looks up towards his friend Euron and the doctor, "Any way to stop this?"

Wolfe: Wolfe will step forward to scout around given his superior-race vision.

Dr. Wicker: "That sounds like a Shadowfell ailment." she postulated.

Wolfe:
7
PERCEPTION (6)
Wolfe
"Looks safe to keep going, I think!"

Dr. Wicker: She glances at Gizmo with some wordless command, then looks back to Jonias.
Beryllium: Beryl appears on Jonias's shoulder, a worried look overcame the dragonling as she flew around her new master.

GIZMO-5: Gizmo hovers over and lands on Wolfe's shoulder, looking forward to assist him! Vigilant. Like a fowl metal sentinel of the night!

Jinharath: Jin eyes the cleric tending to the elf, then moves up to join wolfe.

Euron:
20   25
RELIGION (5)
"Transparency is something I look for in my friends, Jonias, but this is a bit much." Euron jests.

Dr. Wicker: Catriona takes out a large magnifying glass and examines Jonias.

Jinharath: "Whatever foulness has caused this, it is not anything I have encountered before," she comments.

Dr. Wicker: Her eye warps in the lense in a weird way, all big like. Science!
Beryllium: "Ha, ha, real funny Euron." the elf quips back, "Seriously my friend. What can you do?"

Jonias: "Ha, ha, real funny Euron." the elf quips back, "Seriously my friend. What can you do?"

Euron: "Unfortunately...I have." Euron said.
"There creatures aligned with the darkness that, when they bite someone, their darkness seeps into the wound. It eats away at a person's being until they fade away. That's what's happened to Jonias."

Dr. Wicker: "Fascinating."
"I mean.. terrible. But also Fascinating..."

Euron: "I have an idea. I'm going to try something, my friend. Either it will work perfectly or it will send you screaming into the Nine Hells to be obliterated for all time." Euron said grimly.

Jonias: "Funny part is, I've had far more painful bites"

Wolfe: "...that's not really comforting, Euron."

Euron: "I'm joking about part of that."

Jonias: The elf blink's at the priest.

Wolfe: "...which part?"

Dr. Wicker: Catriona laughs then snorts.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to Cat, and her snort kinda makes him chuckle a bit, ass well.

Euron: "I need someone to hold this torch, please." Euron said.

Wolfe: *as

Dr. Wicker: The doctor volunteers.
"Are we to burn it out of him?"

Wolfe: Wolfe reaches a hand up to pet Gizmo's metal feathers, seeming to not mind the bird at all.

Jonias: Jonais makes sure to keep an eye on the torch, less the forgetful doctor bring it too close to him along with her giant eye glass.

Euron: He hands the torch over to the Doctor and then reaches into his shirt to bring forth The Watcher's Eye.

Jinharath: Jinharath slips forward, sticking to the shadows to go unseen.

Euron: The heirloom hands from a chain on Euron's neck, the holy symbol a representation of Euron's faith. He whispers in Celestial as he waves the Eye over Jonias's body, attempting to purge the shadow from his aura.
Lesser Restoration
abjuration 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Components: V, S
Duration: Instantaneous
You touch a creature and can end either one disease or one condition afflicting it. The condition can be blinded, deafened, paralyzed, or poisoned.

Levinath (GM): Euron can feel the virus leave Jonias with the healing power his spell. The priest is certain the ailment in the dog bite has left the rogue and will no longer drain his constitution, but his transparency remains.

GIZMO-5: Wolfe finds that Gizmo is still a jaggged device of copper, steel and electrum. And therefore not all that fun to pet for normal people. But for a hardcore samurai, it probably is fun.

Dr. Wicker: Holding the torch, the bespectacled scientist watches with wonder.

Euron: Euron continues for a few minutes before opening his eyes. The transparency is still present but...
"You're no longer infected, my friend. This issue with your skin however..."

Jonias: Jonias looks himself over, his wound healed and malaise lifted. His transparency however...

Dr. Wicker: "Arresting its progress is still a very positive outcome." she says to Euron.

Euron: "I'd suggest that none of us getting bitten or afflicted like that for the foreseeable future, though."

Jonias: "This... is... AWESOME!" The elf says excitedly. his first real display of joy as seen by the others.

Dr. Wicker: "That is an unexpected response given the situation at present."

Wolfe: Wolfe is a hardcore samurai, and given their travels comes to find the Owl one of his best friends. He's watching Jonias's reaction with some surprise and curiosity, but shrugs a little given that - hey, he seems fine with it.

Jonias: The elf looks to Beryl, "We should be able to slip into the archives now with..." the elf stops with his rambling but smiles nonetheless
I feel otherwise fine

Dr. Wicker: "Mister Siannodel, you still look more mangled than healthy."
"Perhaps delirium?" she says, looking to Euron, as if he is a fellow doctor, diagnosing a patient.

Jonias: "I suppose however, Euron and the doctor should keep an eye on my condition. if this is what happened to the villagers, or tied to them, we may be able to learn more about this blight.

Euron: Euron is concerned but he doesn't want to alarm his friend by speaking against his joy. "It's hard to show an elf something new. This might be one of those times." he said.
"Yes, I'll be watching. You won't be vanishing away on my watch."

Jonias: "more importantly I'll be harder to spot in the meantime. And I don't need to sleep so hopefully their condition won't affect me."

Dr. Wicker: "Yes, when there is time I should take a sample for study."

Jinharath: Jin returns to the others. "If everything is sorted, we should move," she says, doing a little double-take at the grinning but still-transparent elf. She points towards the north. "The caverns break not far from here, and the fog continues into a forest."

Dr. Wicker: She looks at his hair... because she is gonna take a strand of it at some point.

Jonias: "I could perhaps use a few more bandages to address the rest of these wounds."

Dr. Wicker: She buttons her coat and turns to follow and move ahead

Wolfe: Wolfe will hang back behind the others near Cat, his eyes sweeping the area as he speaks in a lower tone so as not to draw the attention of the others. "Your powers never used to do that sort of stuff, before."

Levinath (GM): The narrow passage leads the group to thickly wooded area, the darkness pressing in more as the group proceeds. The torchlight seems to be consumed by the darkness, shedding half its normal light and even those with dark vision find it difficult to see half their normal distance. The huge willow branches hang low to the ground and their cold wet tendrils feel wrong as the group passes through them. The trail of green blood picks up again and leads them further into the woods until the sound of a soft brook breaks the normal forest sounds.
The group stands at a river, the thick acidic blood of the shadow beast Wolf carved up hours ago trails down to its still body at the water's edge. A green mist he same color as the motes hovers over the water and large seeweed like plants break the surface of the river, swaying lazily in the flow.

Dr. Wicker:
Focus: Mastery of Light/Dark
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Darkness: While focused on this discipline, natural and magical darkness within 30 feet of you has no effect on your vision.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.

Euron: When Euron notices how the torchlight is affected, his eyes narrow. Not a good sign. Nor is the general feeling of this place.
"How well can the rest of you see here?" Euron said.

Dr. Wicker: Before she can answer Wolfe's concerns... she remains silent as they enter dangerous territory.

Jinharath: Jinharath slows down and inspects the ground, looking for clues as to what kind of creatures pass through here aside from the wolves, if any.

Wolfe: "Not great."

Dr. Wicker: Catriona points ahead into the darkness.

Jinharath: "The beast we followed lays there," she whispered, pointing to a point close to where the doctor indicated.
17   23
SURVIVAL (3)

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Jin can see humanoid footprints in the area along with many clawed beasts such as the one in front of her, wolves, and large amphibian prints.

Jinharath: Jin gestures for the group to wait a moment, and clears her head to try and sense whether there are humans or aberrations in the area.

Dr. Wicker:
21   7
PERCEPTION (6)

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): There are fifty or so humanoids to the North. They are spread between a half mile and a mile away.

Jinharath: It takes about a minute, but eventually Jin opens her eyes and turns back to the group, speaking quietly. "Dozens of humanoids are nearby," she says, pointing towards the tracks. "They are spread out between a half mile and mile that way," shessays, pointing north. "Some kind of community..."

Dr. Wicker: Her voice delivers in a low volume. "It looks alive..."

Jinharath: "More of the shadow monsters have been here, and something with webbed feet..."
You   have   an   innate   ability   to   communicate
with   beasts,   and   they   recognize   you   as   a   kindred
spirit. Through   sounds   and   gestures,   you   can
communicate   simple   ideas   to   a   beast as   an   action,
and   can   read   its   basic   mood   and   intent.   You   learn

Jinharath: its   emotional   state,   whether   it   is   affected   by
magic   of   any   sort,   its   short-term   needs   (such   as
food   or   safety),   and   actions   you   can   take   (if   any)
to   persuade   it   to   not attack.
You   cannot   use   this   ability   against   a   creature
that   you   have   attacked   within   the   past   10

Jinharath: minutes.

Levinath (GM): Jin seems unable to read the creature that lays before her.

Dr. Wicker: "Might I remind everyone that their blood is caustic." she says in a whisper.

Wolfe: "Yeah, noted. Keep your distance."

Jinharath: She nods to the doctor.
"An arrow from afar then?" she suggests, looking back to the others.

Euron: Euron grimaces. "Did she say something with webbed feet?" he asks, suppressing a shudder.

Wolfe: "Well, sounds like we're on the right track of bad, at least."

Dr. Wicker: "This could be some kind of planar incursion of the Shadowfell..."

Jinharath: "Something approaches," she whispers, stepping aside to attempt to disappear into the shadows.
16   18
STEALTH (9)

Levinath (GM): The cloud of green smog moves casually towards the group.

Jinharath: Jin waits to see if it's going to come out of the water

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly draws Shokan, though he's not sure that it'll be very effective.

Levinath (GM): It circles around the laying shadow beast, and coalesces around it.

Dr. Wicker: "I can set a holographic distraction, see how it reacts." she whispers.

Levinath (GM): It shrouds the creature in a thick green cloud.

Dr. Wicker: "Should I? It might be healing the beast."

Levinath (GM): You can see the creature's form stand in the cloud.

Wolfe: "Do it, Cat."

Dr. Wicker: Catriona pulls her Phantasmitron 6000, a small disk that hovers in the air. It generates an illusion in the distance near the phenomenon. The image is of one of the Shadow monsters, standing in place.
Minor Illusion

Levinath (GM): The creature turns as soon as the illusion appears, cocking its head to the side.
Intelligence
Shadow Monster
Ability: 8 | 7
It does not move from the cloud.

Jinharath: Jin grows impatient.
And considers launching herself at the beast rather than running experiments.

Dr. Wicker: "Well, we at least can tell the green atmospheric entity has a restorative effect on the creature."
"Logic would dictate that the Source is nearby."

(To GM): If Jin tries to talk telepathically tot he Shadow Monster, does anything happen?

Euron: "So do we attack? Or try to go around it to find the source?"

Jonias:
14
STEALTH (12)

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Jin's mind feels like it has been dipped into ice cold water. The overwhelming sense if despair and darkness flood her mind an instant later and she is barely able to release the connection.

Levinath (GM): The creature's head snaps to the East.
The cloud expands and the creature runs up the hill from the water.

Jinharath: Jin attacks!

Jonias: Jonias pipes up, "We have other creatures across the water from us."

Jinharath:
13   22
20
Shortsword (+9)
11
Piercing
18   18
20
Shortsword (+9)
11
Piercing

Jinharath:
16   29
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6 + 1
Bludgeoning
15   26
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
(spent 1 ki)

Levinath (GM): Her blades and elbows slash into the beast's hide and she gets 3 acid damage for her troubles.

Jinharath: Jin leaps from the darkness as the creature moves near. Seeming to have already forgotten the doctor's warning, she slashes twice with her blades and then follows up with sharp elbows to the creature's toxic head.

Levinath (GM):
Initiative
Shadow Monster
Initiative: 8

Euron: "Helm's Beard! Did anyone else know that she was going to do that?" Euron asked.

Wolfe:
12
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe

Jinharath:
22
INITIATIVE (8)
18
INITIATIVE (8)

Euron:
11
INITIATIVE (2)

Wolfe: "Nope!"

Levinath (GM):
Initiative
Shadow Monster
Initiative: 25
Initiative
Shadow Monster
Initiative: 8

Jonias: "She stole my move..." Jonias grumbles to himself
12.18
INITIATIVE (4.18)

Dr. Wicker:
14
INITIATIVE (3)
Initiative
Gizmo
Initiative: 18

Jonias:
23.18
INITIATIVE (4.18)

Jinharath:
23   19
20
Shortsword (+9)
6
Piercing

Levinath (GM): The creature lets out a howl as Jin assaults it. More scurrying can be heard in the woods.

Jonias:
12
INITIATIVE (4)

Dr. Wicker: "It's brood are awakened."

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 10 | 10
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 20 | 13
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 10 | 14
Damage: 9slashing
Another from the north comes up behind Jin and attacks.

Jinharath: Focused as she is on the beast before her, Jin takes a surprise claw to the back and grunts under her breath.
She retains her focus on the beast before her, summoning her Hunter's Mark to aid her before slashing at it again.
29   20
20
Shortsword (+9)
9 + 5
Piercing
24   28
20
Shortsword (+9)
10
Piercing
rolling 2d6
(2+5)= 7

Levinath (GM): Jin's weapons strike again leaving more small slashes in it's hide. 4 acid.

Jonias:
25   24
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+8)
9
Piercing
12
Sneak Attack Damage
23
STEALTH (12)
Peaking out from behind the foliage, Jonias fired an arrow deep into the alien being's side before slipping into the shadow of the foliage around him.

Euron:
16   19
ARCANA (1)

GIZMO-5: He activates and uses the Help Action on Wolfe. Opening its beak, 3 red laser dots search the darkness for targets....

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr. Wicker: "I'll operate above."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over up to Gizmo and its laser-sights. "See, I really like this bird."

Dr. Wicker: Catriona taps the buttons on her coat in a specific pattern, and armatures of metal extend from her back and connect into some steampunk jet pack.
Jetpack (Bestial Transformation)
transmutation 3
Casting Time: 1 bonus action.
Target: Self
Components: M (Bestial Form)
Duration: 1 hour
As a bonus action, you alter your physical form to gain different characteristics.

Flight You gain a flying speed equal to your walking speed.

5 psi points spent.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes widen as Cat Iron-Man's it.
"What in the Nine Hells?"

Dr. Wicker: A visor goes over her face and she takes off into the sky with a blast of fire from the thrusters.

Euron: Euron stands there, mouth hanging open in amazement.

Wolfe: "...."

Euron: "W-what just happened?"

Dr. Wicker:
10
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+9)
BUT I MISS
She holds out her hand and lances the air with blue fire. "AH!" and spins from the backblast of the attack.
"IM OKAY!!!"

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Wolfe: "...Good!"
"I'm glad!"
"Tarnation..." Wolfe mutters to himself and then leaps down to help Jinharath.

Dr. Wicker:

Jonias: Jonias tries not to snicker from his hiding spot.

Euron: "What in the name of the Watcher? How does she do it?"

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
23   15
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
18
slashing
16   21
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
10
slashing
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
29
Slashing

Dr. Wicker: Gizmo's gives double advantage which should be a thing.... he still feels like he contributes.

Wolfe:
13   18
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
27
Slashing
84

Levinath (GM): 13
Wolfe eats some acid for his troubles, but lays the beast out.
Perception
Shadow Monster
Skill: 20 | 23

Wolfe: Wolfe leaps down and lets out a shout of "ASAKIIIIII!!!!" that fills the air as his blade moves like the wind, lines of acidic blood flow across the patterns of his blade, leaving smoldering wounds on his arms, but the Samurai barely notices.

Jonias:
18   22
STEALTH (12)

Euron:
3
Healing
Higher Level Cast
2
Healing
60 ft
Mass Healing Word

Jinharath: Jinharath pauses, caught off guard by the sudden and very effective appearance of the half-orc.

Levinath (GM): He saw Jonias.
Strength
Shadow Monster
Ability: 15 | 14

Euron: Euron focuses on the party and spreads a bit of Helm's favor toward them, healing their wounds.

Levinath (GM): The shadow monster LEAPS over the river, barely clawing his way up the slope before jumping in the bush with the rogue.
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 17 | 17
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.

Jonias:
Shield
abjuration 1
Casting Time: 1 reaction, which you take when you are hit by an attack or targeted by the magic missile spell
Range: Self
Target: Self
Components: V, S
Duration: 1 round
An invisible barrier of magical force appears and protects you. Until the start of your next turn, you have a +5 bonus to AC, including against the triggering attack, and you take no damage from magic missile.

Dr. Wicker: "Contact south!" she calls out, trying to level off.... but just kind of wobblign around in the air awkwardly.

Levinath (GM):
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 25 | 27
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 17 | 12
Damage: 11 + 10slashing
The green cloud moves towards the group, it floats around Jonias. Other than feeling a bit chilly he notices no other negative effect.
The other monster attacks Jin again.
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 25 | 13
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.

Levinath (GM):
Damage: 6piercing

Jinharath:
13   20
STRENGTH SAVE (3)

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 20 | 23
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.
Damage: 9piercing
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 14 | 19
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 20 | 15
Damage: 15slashing
Damage: 13slashing

Levinath (GM): 43 Damage

Wolfe:
Hero's Charge
Wolfe Other: Special Boon
You may expend your reaction and second wind to immediately move up to 1.5 times your movement to an ally who has fallen unconscious. Upon reaching the target you heal them with your second wind plus an additional 1d4 + 1 for each attack of opportunity you received while moving.

You may only use this boon once per long rest.

Jinharath:
7
HIT DICE (D10+2)

Wolfe: 16

Levinath (GM): The creature bites into Jin and ravages her body. Just as she feels unconsciousness pulling her away, Euron runs to her and fills her with holy light. At the same instant Wolfe charges in to protect his ally.

Wolfe: Wolfe leaps forward with Euron as they both hero squad it, and he arrives at Jinharath's side. He quickly pops a healing potion and pours it down her throat. It's Super Effective!

Euron: "You're not leaving us that easy, friend!" Euron says, dashing into the fray to help Jinharath!

Jinharath: Jin scarcely has time to stop moving once she hits the ground before she's suddenly tugged back to consciousness. "Ugh..." she murmurs, trying to gain her bearings quickly. "My thanks,..." she says, climbing to her feet.
Jin turns to the offending beast and tries to reap some payback.
15   24
20
Shortsword (+9)
6
Piercing
17   11
20
Shortsword (+9)
7
Piercing
25   16
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
12   10
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning

Jinharath: (last ki)

Levinath (GM): All but the last attack finds purchase.

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

Levinath (GM): She gets a little acid for that. 1

Jonias:
Bladesong
Class: Wizard/2
Twice per short rest, you can use a bonus action to start a Bladesong, which lasts for 1 minute and grants you the following benefits:

You gain a +4 bonus to your AC, your walking speed increases by 10 ft., you have advantage on Acrobatics checks, and you gain a +4 bonus to any CON saving throw you make to maintain your concentration on a spell.

It ends early if you are incapacitated, if you don medium or heavy armor or a shield, or if you use two hands to make an attack with a weapon. You can also dismiss the Bladesong at any time you choose (no action required).
23   20
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
6
Piercing
  3
Thunder
5
Thunder
Blade of Focused Energy

GIZMO-5: Gizmo circles overhead and triangulates its tracer lights on the creature for Wolfe. Help Action.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr. Wicker: (How hurt is the one by Jonias?)

Levinath (GM): Jonias gets 7 acid damage.

Jonias: Jonias keeps his bow in one hand but draws his blade with the other. The blade vibrates at an audible b-flat to which Jonias begins to hum along with as he steps from the dense shrubs. Blade and thunder snap out at the alien creature.

Dr. Wicker: The roar of steampunk propulsion carries the airborne scientist in an unsteady fashion above. She lofts her visor and looks down at the one assailing the hurt Jonias.
"Mister Siannodel... look alive!"

Jonias: "Are you mocking my current translucent condition?"

Dr. Wicker: Then her eyes light up and she blasts down at the creature, illuminating the area.
Radiant Beam
evocation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60'
Target: One creature
Components: M (Mastery of Light/Dark)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, you project a beam of light at one creature you can see within 60 feet of you. The target must make a DEX saving throw DC17. On a failed save, it takes 20 radiant damage and is blinded until your concentration ends. On a successful save, it takes half as much damage.

A blinded target can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success.

You can increase this effect's damage by 1d6 per each additional psi point spent on it.

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Shadow Monster
Ability: 20 | 20

Dr. Wicker: BAH
The radiant damage scours the ground, digging a glowing track of molten soil as it lances at the monster.... akwardly

Levinath (GM): The creature looks to the Doctor as her beam charges, the venom dripping from its fangs. It lets our a growl and jumps into the bush at the last moment before the blast hits.

Dr. Wicker: It causes her to flip backward and shoot off into the sky.. "TARNATION!"
((still take half damage))
((or full I guess if radiant vulnerable))

Levinath (GM): It did not seem to like that.

Wolfe:
7   10
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
29
Slashing
21
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
16
slashing

GIZMO-5: GIZMO warbles sadly.

Wolfe: The laser sights kind of blind Wolfe for a second. "Gah, damnit Gizmo! I can't fucking see!"

GIZMO-5: Gizmo would regret his chrome under-feather detail if he could properly feel emotion.

Euron:
25
Healing
60 Feet
Mass Cure Wounds

GIZMO-5: "I will find proficiency at targeting while airborne, I promise!" she rambles, probably more to herself in embarrassment than anything.
*Cat

Levinath (GM): Euron and Jonias feel a chill as the smoke moves over them.
6
The creature seems a bit healthier.

Dr. Wicker: "That atmospheric effect is restorative!"
"To the shadow entities, not our friendlies..."

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 8 | 27
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.

Euron:
15   12
ARCANA (1)

Levinath (GM):
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 16 | 12
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 8 | 23

Dr. Wicker: ((someone use a Chill Touch cantrip!))

Jonias: Jonias continues to harmonize with his blade while humming and dodging the swipes of the creature

Levinath (GM): The creature to the north turns its attention to the man who robbed it of its kill.
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 10 | 21
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 14 | 14
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 20 | 18
Damage: 14slashing

Euron: "This smoke....Jonias doesn't this remind you of those motes from the canyon?"
"And back in town! It's just like those!"

Jinharath:
19   23
20
Shortsword (+9)
6
Piercing

Dr. Wicker: (willowisps)

Jinharath:
20   13
20
Shortsword (+9)
8
Piercing
3
90 feet
Hunter's Mark
6
90 feet
Hunter's Mark

Jonias: "Could they be attracted to me still?"

Levinath (GM): 4 Acid

Wolfe: "Ugh. SIT. DOG." Wolfe snarls as he gets nipped at by this abominable shadow monster.

Jinharath: Jin attacks the beast once more, once more summoning Harath's aid to focus her attacks.

Jonias:
20
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
8
Piercing
  9
Thunder
 
GIZMO-5: The drone recalibrates its targeting lasers for Wolfe. Help.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jonias: Jonias maintains his song and keeps himself between the creature and euron. Again his blade strikes with thunder before dancing back and ushering his friend back as well.

GIZMO-5: Catriona rockets horizontally, strafing across and holds out her arm to fire her flame thrower.

Dr. Wicker: Catriona rockets horizontally, strafing across and holds out her arm to fire her flame thrower.
25
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+9)
Also, does the fire affect the green smoke?
22
Fire

Jonias: The elf then shields his eyes as light off the flames threaten to blind him.

Levinath (GM): It does seem to burn away a small amount as it flies through.

Dr. Wicker:

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr. Wicker: ((I realize in my post I didnt say I attacked the Shadow Monster....))
(i pinged it yeah))

Wolfe: Wolfe, with the help of GIZMO-5, tries to finish this shadow monster ONCE AND FOR ALL.
14   21
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
24
Slashing
20
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
13
slashing

Dr. Wicker: The jet of blue flame illuminates the area as it pours into the shadowy demon.

Levinath (GM): 5 Acid and a very angry shadow monster.

Jonias: Jonias again shield his elven eyes after the doctor's attack through the cloud.

GIZMO-5: GIZMO buzzes and its happy eyebrows curve down angrily and its eyes turn red as it targets a vulnerable area for Wolfe to strike.

Wolfe: Wolfe's sword skewers it but acid breath is a bad time, he hisses in pain.

Euron: Euron sees the green smoke moving toward them and reaches into a pouch for a vial of holy water. He flicks out the stopper, dumps it over his head and says something in Celestial!
Protection from Evil and Good
abjuration 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Components: V, S, M (Holy water or powdered silver and iron, which the spell consumes)
Duration: Concentration Up to 10 minutes
Until the spell ends, one willing creature you touch is protected against certain types of creatures - aberrations, celestials, elementals, fey, fiends, and undead.

The protection grants several benefits. Creatures of those types have disadvantage on attack rolls against the target. The target also can't be charmed, frightened, or possessed by them. If the target is already charmed, frightened, or possessed by such a creature, the target has advantage on any new saving throw against the relevant effect.

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 10 | 21
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 21 | 21
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 8 | 15
Damage: 15slashing

Jonias:
Shield
abjuration 1
Casting Time: 1 reaction, which you take when you are hit by an attack or targeted by the magic missile spell
Range: Self
Target: Self
Components: V, S
Duration: 1 round
An invisible barrier of magical force appears and protects you. Until the start of your next turn, you have a +5 bonus to AC, including against the triggering attack, and you take no damage from magic missile.

Levinath (GM): 6
Jonias finds the cloud is no longer cold and he heals for 6 damage.

GIZMO-5: (HES ONE OF THEM!!!)

Levinath (GM): And then, Wolfemeat.
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 17 | 13
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 23 | 12
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 13 | 19
Damage: 15slashing

Jinharath:
20   17
20
Shortsword (+9)
6
Piercing
16   15
20
Shortsword (+9)
10
Piercing

Wolfe: Wolfe at least avoids the other two attacks while a claw rakes across his chest. "OW."

Jinharath:
26   22
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
4
90 feet
Hunter's Mark
1
90 feet
Hunter's Mark
3
90 feet
Hunter's Mark

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

Levinath (GM): Jin takes 6 acid damage.

Jonias:
28
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
7
Piercing
  8
Thunder
 
GIZMO-5: Wolfe Help Protocols engaged.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dr. Wicker:
DC17
Intelligence Save
Add +2 damage if focused on Psychic Assault.
18
psychic
Mind Thrust
20

Levinath (GM):
Intelligence
Shadow Monster
Ability: 20 | 5

Dr. Wicker: Nothing then

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jonias: Jonias breathes in the green cloud, finding its effects... restorative..
He continues to hum his tune as he swipes with his thundering blade.

Wolfe:
9   18
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
21
Slashing
29
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
19
slashing
22
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
14
slashing

Levinath (GM): Wolfe feels a chill down his spine as he enters the cloud.

GIZMO-5: The drone warbles in delight. Victory! Protocol efficiency 88%.

Wolfe: Wolfe don't got time for chills or clouds, what he does have time for, however, is cutting shadow monsters to pieces as he cuts one in half and then moves after the other!

Euron: Euron tosses the stoppered bottle aside and finds the parchment. He whispers a prayer and then points at Jinharath, who is surrounded by a shimmering field!
Shield of Faith
abjuration 1
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small parchment with a bit of holy text written on it)
Duration: Concentration Up to 10 minutes
A shimmering field appears and surrounds a creature of your choice within range, granting it a +2 bonus to AC for the duration.

Dr. Wicker: (( FYI cant concentrate on Protection and SHield of Faith at the same time))

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Monster
Attack: 14 | 8
If the target is a creature, it must succeed a DC 15 strength save or be knocked prone. If a creature is prone after this attack, the shadow monster make make another bite attack as a bonus action. Any creature hit by this bite increases it's taint score by 1.
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 15 | 18
Claw
Shadow Monster
Attack: 10 | 23

Euron: (Euron drops Protection upon himself.)

Dr. Wicker: (( nasty))

Jinharath: Jin turns to follow after Wolfe and the remaining shadow beast, but stops when she finds Euron pointing at her. The manifestation of the shimmering field unnerves her at first, but then recognition of what he's done sets in, and she nods her thanks before taking off after wolfe.

Wolfe: "Come on, ugly, I'm the scariest fucker in this entire continent. Come get it!"

Dr. Wicker: "I do not think it understands common, or self deprecating falsehoods, Mister Wolfe."

Jinharath:
10   14
20
Shortsword (+9)
6
Piercing
20   15
20
Shortsword (+9)
8
Piercing
14   27
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
1
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark
3
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

Jonias:
20   22
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
11
Piercing
  11
Thunder
 
Levinath (GM): 6

Jonias:
10
Sneak Attack Damage

GIZMO-5: Wolfe Assisted Murder Protocols Activated.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

GIZMO-5: Cat attempts to level off and aim ...extra hard...
Focus: Mastery of Fire
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Fire: While focused on this discipline, you gain resistance to fire damage, and you gain a +2 bonus to rolls for fire damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
13
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+9)

Levinath (GM): It bounces off the creature but burns up more of the cloud.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jonias: The elf shakes his head, invigorated by the green smoke, but looking to shake off the voice that seemed to come with it.
now able to dance around his companions, Jonias slipped his thundering blade past the alien creature's defenses. With the aid of his allies the elf struck more vital flesh.
Looking to clear his head the elf stepped out of the green mist.

GIZMO-5: "NERRRRTS!!!!" she exclaims loudly.

Wolfe:
25   16
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
21 + 12
Slashing

Dr. Wicker: "NERRRRTS!!!!" she exclaims loudly.

Jinharath: Jin ducks as the fire shoots off overhead. "Yes!" she calls, encouraging the doctor. "Burn away the fog!"

Wolfe:
27
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
18
slashing
23
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
14
slashing
65

Wolfe: Gizmo flies down and scratches at the Shadow Monster's eyes, causing it to flinch and accidentally leap into Wolfe's sword. He brings the monster up into the air, impaled on the end of his daikatana and then kicks it off the end of the kebob, quickly cutting it into three different pieces.

GIZMO-5: GIZMO lets out a loud mechanical sound, distracting the beast to assist Wolfe. The sound kind of sound like the words "FINISH HIM"... but obviously the owl cant talk so it is just a coincidence.

Wolfe: He lifts a hand up toward Gizmo for an obvious high-5.
"Good job, buddy."

Levinath (GM): As the group has moved closed to Jonias they can see that now, not only is he translucent, but shadow tendrils seem to wreathe around him.

GIZMO-5: It high wings, with a clank.

Dr. Wicker: "That green... mist is still active!" says Catriona.

Jonias: "Okay... maybe this isn't as awesome..."

Wolfe: Turning to the Elf, the wounded Half-Orc's bushy white eyebrows go high. "You don't look good buddy."

Euron: "Did it bite you again?"

Levinath (GM): The chill in the air reminds everyone (except Jonias) they are still standing in a green cloud.

Jinharath: Jin gestures to Jonias with her sword. "Your friend has been cursed with whatever created the shadow beasts," she observes, to Wolfe.

Dr. Wicker: "I can try to burn it away, but will need everyone outside of the hazard radius."

Jinharath: Jin heeds the doctor's warning and moves away, waving for the others to do the same.

Dr. Wicker: She feathers her propulsion for a controlled descent, landing on the ground.
"Mister Wolfe, please move aside."

Jonias: Jonias looks to Wolfe and Jin, "You two look translucent to me. Have you been bitten?"

Wolfe: Wolfe moves out of the cloud.

Euron: Euron looks at Jinharath and sees it. "Oh no."

Jinharath: Jin frowns at Jonias.

Wolfe: "Just bled on and clawed a bit."

Levinath (GM): Everyone can see Wolfe and Jin now see to share the same malady that had only before affected Jonias.

Dr. Wicker: Twisting a knob along her wrist, she calibrates and then aims at the cloud from a safe distance. Then she blasts blue fire into it...

Levinath (GM): The gas is burned away.

Dr. Wicker: "This place is not safe, if we are to examine this ailment, perhaps we should backtrack."
"Perhaps back to the Rex?"
End Session 50
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 21, 2019, 09:34:18 PM
Session 51

Levinath (GM): The Watch has moved closer to the center of the mysterious darkness. After a vicious fight with more shadow monsters, they find themselves near an eerie river. Jin was able to discern there are nearly fifty humanoids to the North around a mile away.

Jinharath: Unsettled by the creatures they'd encountered so far, Jin made use of the down-time by meditating off a few paces away from the rest of the group. Having reinforced her bond with Harath, she rises reinvigorated and ready to press on. She returns to the group and looks them over.
"We should move on soon," she observed.

Wolfe: Wolfe has gotten himself his consumate needed rest and refocus. He has cleaned and sharpened Shokan and meditated upon the future. Rising to his feet, the samurai has re-donned his armor and stands ready to fight. "Sooner we get this done, the sooner we can all go back to Neverwinter for a beer."

Jonias: Jonias's meditation was fitful. This darkness was getting to the elf. The accidental killing of innocents yesterday also weighed heavily on him.
Still the rest did him well. and perusing his spellbook seemed to help finally reset his mind. Though not at ease in this darkness still he followed the others as they up and readied themselves..

Wolfe: Wolfe is kinda transluscent
He is going to soon become a shadow-killer Half-Orc

Dr. Wicker: Several times, Catriona expresses concern over Wolfe's shadowy state, though probably has no way to fix it.

Jinharath:
13   7
ARCANA (0)

Jonias: Jonias sighed heavily before looking to Wolfe and Jin, "Have either of you been hearing voices yet?" the elf asked while looking over his translucence and shadowy tendrils.
26
ARCANA (8)
Gavin:
9   10
ARCANA (1)

Jinharath: Jinharath narrows her eyes thoughtfully at the rogue. "What manner of voices?"

Wolfe: "Just all of yours."

Jonias: "This presence, I'm not sure how or why it is here, but it comes from the Shadowfell. I'm not sure if this disease or poison will fade, but I think it gets worse first. Maybe because we're in this darkness.
Eventually the shadows begin to whisper. Nothing important or that makes sense. But the voices are there... We should move quickly to stop this malase."

Levinath (GM): Another cloud of green mist has formed on the large tree in the middle of the river during the group's rest. It lingers there and does not approach Jonias or the others.

Wolfe: "Yeah but how do we combat that? We just gotta find the source and cut it out."

Jinharath: "To what end, I wonder," Jin murmur, slowly reaching out and poking the elf in the arm, as though testing his corporeal shape. "To transform us into beasts like the hounds we fought?"

Jonias: "That would be my best guess, Wolfe."

Jinharath: But she nods at Wolfe. "Perhaps stopping the source will stop the magic. Are we ready to proceed?" she asks, looking towards the doctor, the quiet one.

Wolfe: "If we're like them something that has control over the shadowfell and its energies could control us, then. Like it did those people."

Jonias:
18
ACROBATICS (8)

Levinath (GM): Jonias is not able to see more than thirty feet in the intense darkness they currently exist in.

Dr. Wicker: She just nods once at Jinharath. "I concur. Terminate the source, end it's ongoing effects.... in theory"

Jonias: "If there are souls to our north we should find and see what know and if they are at the cause of this."

Wolfe: "Any ideas? We can try and investigate past the river."
"They're likely controlled."

Dr. Wicker: "Another green atmospheric phenomenon has formed... perhaps it regenerates."

Jinharath: Jin creeps stealthily towards the river, trying to see more detail about the tree and the river itself.
14   23
STEALTH (9)

Jonias: "Or perhaps there is a large cult channeling whatever magic of the Shadowfell into this region."

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): As Jin moves close to the water, she can see that a tree much larger than the surrounding ones rests on a small island at the center of the river. Thin green sap drips down the black bark and the branches seem to curl at your menacingly. The large wispy reeds that jut out of the river are likewise, covered in the thin green sap.

Euron: Euron completes his time of prayer and commune with Helm and is ready to go.

Jinharath:
19   21
PERCEPTION (7)

Dr. Wicker: "Likely. That just means we should put a cessation to their ..um.. activities."

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Also sees a large pair of eyes, staring directly at her from the reeds directly East of her.

Wolfe: "Well, we'll check out both. Not like we're on a clock."

Jinharath: "There are creatures here," she says, dispensing with stealth once it's clear she's been seen.

Dr. Wicker: "No, we are on ground..."

Jinharath: She doesn't seem upset, though, and continues to watch the reeds.

Wolfe: Wolfe hops down, pulling Shokan once he hits level earth and walks forward to back up Jinharath.

Jonias: Jonias lifts his shadowy-tendrilled hands towards Wolfe, "While this has been advantageous so far, I don't believe this will get better with time..."

Jinharath: "The tree..." she says, when wolfe walks up. "Do you see, how it drips with green sap? Unnatural. Perhaps fire to kill it?" she suggested, looking up at the half-orc.
"And there is something watching us from the reeds, there," she said, with another gesture.

Wolfe: "Fire's not my department, but Cat.." He looks up to the Doc.

Jinharath: She focuses on the reeds, and tries to touch the mind of the creature laying in wait there.

Levinath (GM): The two eyes, the size of watermelons, stare at Jin unblinking.

Dr. Wicker: "An attack on the tree, if it is indeed a point of interest, will likely stir the those defending it..."

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): "Ribbit!"

Jinharath: "...frog."

Wolfe: "Bring 'em on. I prefer a straight fight."

Jinharath: She tilts her head, trying to make the image work right in her mind. "Very... large... frog..."
GroupInit:
Doctor Wicker
21
Euron Sand
5
Jonias
7
Jinharath
19
Wolfe
7

Dr. Wicker: ((lol are we rolling init against ourselves))

Levinath (GM): It raises its head out of the water. Gnarled horns and evil eyes look at the woman with hunger.

Dr. Wicker: "Miss, look out!"
((should I just go??))
DC17
Intelligence Save
Add +2 damage if focused on Psychic Assault.
14
psychic
Mind Thrust

Levinath (GM):
Intelligence
Bukavac
Ability: 11 | 14
The creature cocks it's head and lets out a loud croak as it is assaulted.

Dr. Wicker: (16 damage)

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Make a perception

Jinharath:
17   12
PERCEPTION (7)

Dr. Wicker: The doctor points ahead, touching two tips of her fingers to her temple sending an imperceptble warble through the air.

Jinharath: "I am looking!" she assures the doctor as she runs forward, swords raised against the massive toad.

Dr. Wicker: "Unwise to challenge it in the water, where it is its habitat!"
(lol throw a rock))
((no ))
((But if Jin throws a rock, isnt it auto martial arts damage instead of ...rock damage))

Jinharath: Jin casts HUNTER'S MARK on the toad!
Annnnd throws a dagger.

Dr. Wicker: (o.O? i didnt do anything)

Jinharath: ((Ignore last))
Jin casts HUNTER'S MARK on the toad and readies herself to stab it when it reaches land!

Dr. Wicker: "Can you determine it's species?!"

Wolfe: "It's a frog."

Jinharath: "It.. has horns? A toad?"

GIZMO-5: The clockwork owl just circles about, waiting for some opportunity. Otherwise, it just flies above at 25 feet.

Jinharath: "I am unfamiliar with species of toads."

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jonias:
Mage Hand
conjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S
Duration: 1 minute
A spectral, floating hand appears at a point you choose within range. The hand lasts for the duration or until you dismiss it as an action. The hand vanishes if it is ever more than 30 feet away from you or if you cast this spell again.

You can use your action to control the hand. You can use the hand to manipulate an object, open an unlocked door or container, stow or retrieve an item from an open container, or pour the contents out of a vial. You can move the hand up to 30 feet each time you use it.

The hand can't attack, activate magical items, or carry more than 10 pounds.
20   18
STEALTH (12)

Dr. Wicker: (1 )

Wolfe: Wolfe will FOCUS and he will move up and ready an action to attack when it's in range.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Dr. Wicker: (Yeah but you cant do an OA if you do that ;P)

Euron: Euron speaks in Celestial, calling for the Blessing of Helm on The Watch!
He casts Bless upon Jinharath, Wolfe, and Jonias!
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.

Jonias: Seeing Jin move forward to call the creature's attention, Jonias slips norts, readying his spectral hand and hiding in the low shrubs.

Levinath (GM): Another frog LEAPS out of the water to the north and with a thunderous slam, lands next to Jonias.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 12 | 26
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.

Dr. Wicker: "CLEVER GIRL!"

Levinath (GM):
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 11 | 20
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 24 | 29
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 14 | 22
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Damage: 6 + 5slashing

Jonias:
Uncanny Dodge
Class: Reaction / Rogue / 5th Level

Levinath (GM): The frog swipes at Jonias with four large feet, grabbing him in a massive claw.

Euron: Euron speaks in Celestial, calling for Helm to aid the Watch! He points at the Bukavac and says A WORD!
Banishment
abjuration 4
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 feet
Target: One creature that you can see within range
Components: V, S, M (An item distasteful to the target)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You attempt to send one creature that you can see within range to another plane of existence. The target must succeed on a Charisma saving throw or be banished. If the target is native to the plane of existence you’re on, you banish the target to a harmless demiplane. While there, the target is incapacitated. The target remains there until the spell ends, at which point the target reappears in the space it left or in the nearest unoccupied space if that space is occupied. If the target is native to a different plane of existence than the one you’re on, the target is banished with a faint popping noise, returning to its home plane. If the spell ends before 1 minute has passed, the target reappears in the space it left or in the nearest unoccupied space if that space is occupied. Otherwise, the target doesn’t return.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 5th level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 4th.

Levinath (GM):
Charisma
Bukavac
Ability: 21 | 12
"Ribbit!"

Euron: Euron blinks. "That usually works."

Levinath (GM): The other frog swims through the water quickly and LEAPS out towards the Doc!
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 10 | 13
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 13 | 22
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 25 | 16
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 12 | 22
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Damage: 11slashing

Levinath (GM): And it grabs the Doctor!

Wolfe: "What!?"

Dr. Wicker: "Thunderation!!"

Jinharath: "These are surprisingly agile giant toads!" Jin observes, watching in confusion as the frog goes overhead.

Dr. Wicker: The Doctor wriggles in its grasp and winks out of existence, only to do shunt into rreality behind Jonias.
Step of a Thousand Paces
transmutation 1
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Target: self
Components: M (Nomadic Step)
Duration: Instantaneous
If you haven't moved yet on your turn, you take a bonus action to teleport up to 20 feet per psi point spent to an unoccupied space you can see, and your speed is reduced to 0 until the end of the turn.
( for 2 pts)

Levinath (GM): "Croak!" ("Thundernation!" in Frog)

Dr. Wicker:
27
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+9)
17
Fire

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Levinath (GM): Frog does not like fire.

Dr. Wicker:

Jinharath: Jin follows after the fleeing toad, a cry rising as she attempts to stab it!
15   25
20
Shortsword (+9)
7
Piercing
27   11
20
Shortsword (+9)
8
Piercing
10   27
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
10   28
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
(-1 Ki)

Levinath (GM): The slime on the toad is very slippery.

Jinharath:
4
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark

Dr. Wicker: (oops)
Gizmo helps Jonias.
(helps with your check)

Jonias:
21   13
ACROBATICS (8)
17
ACROBATICS (8)

Dr. Wicker: The clockwork owl soars towards the elf and beams lights into the amphibian's eye, for that Epilepsy.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes advantage of the toad being distracted by his best-pal GIZMO-5, and focuses on the Wind and how it can enhance his movements.
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

GIZMO-5: Then it flies back up 25 feet.

Wolfe:
24
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
28
Slashing
22
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
26
Slashing
13
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
15
slashing

Levinath (GM):
Croaking Blast
Bukavac
A bukavac can emit a howling, thunderclap that damages nearby creature within 15 feet who fail a DC 17 constitution saving throw. On a failed save each creature takes 31 thunder damage and is permanently deafened, on a successful save they only take half damage. A lesser restoration spell can cure this deafness.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc springs forward and slashes with his blade, cutting parts of the toad's slimy flesh off and then gets CROAAAAAAKED at.

Jinharath:
13   18
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Wolfe:
21
CONSTITUTION SAVE (8)
Wolfe

Jinharath: Jin is staggered by the sudden eruption of noise from the beast. Her arms lift to cover her ears and she groans sharply in pain.

Dr. Wicker:
6
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)


Dr. Wicker: The doctor grabs the sides of her head with a scream as blood pours out of her ears.

Euron:
Lesser Restoration
abjuration 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Components: V, S
Duration: Instantaneous
You touch a creature and can end either one disease or one condition afflicting it. The condition can be blinded, deafened, paralyzed, or poisoned.
Euron moves forward, touches Jinharath, and cures of her Deafness!

Jinharath: Jin emerges from the realm of deafness to find Euron at her back. "AH! THANK YOU!" she says, realizing too late how loud she was.

Euron: "You're welcome! No let's end this thing!"

Levinath (GM): The toad turns to Jin as his first quarry is squirrely.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 15 | 27
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 17 | 26
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 28 | 12
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Damage: 14slashing
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 29 | 19
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.

Levinath (GM):
Damage: 11 + 6slashing
It grabs Jin, lifting her off the ground and rakes her across the chest for 31 damage.

Jinharath: Distracted by thanking the priest, Jin takes a pair of toad claws to the chest and is hoisted off of her feet! She shouts and struggles against the reptilian cage

Dr. Wicker: Staggering to a knee, sloppy in her posture, she taps at the buttons on her coat with bloodcoated fingers. Again, a the pseudo-scientific garment disgorges a plethora of mechanical matter that forms into a Jetpack. THOOOM emits from her direction (she cant hear it!) and she takes off into the sky with a thunderous ignition.
Then she is heard yelling from above..." DIE GRITSUCKERS!!!!!"

Wolfe: Wolfe watches Cat zoom into the air, the mixture of technological power and her scream causes him to narrow his eyes some in focus.

Dr. Wicker:
Jetpack (Bestial Transformation)
transmutation 3
Casting Time: 1 bonus action.
Target: Self
Components: M (Bestial Form)
Duration: 1 hour
As a bonus action, you alter your physical form to gain different characteristics.

Flight You gain a flying speed equal to your walking speed.

5 psi points spent.

Dr. Wicker:
23
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+9)
19
Fire
Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Jinharath: Jin attempts to draw blood while grappled!
10   23
20
Shortsword (+9)
11
Piercing
20   29
20
Shortsword (+9)
7 + 2
Piercing
4
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark
She then summons enough of Harath's help to vanish in a puff of smoke.
Misty Step, 1/day
conjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: Self
Components: V
Duration: Instantaneous
Briefly surrounded by silvery mist, you teleport up to 30 feet to an unoccupied space that you can see.

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

Jonias:
10
ACROBATICS (8)

GIZMO-5: Gizmo helps Wolfe.

Jonias:
26   17
STEALTH (12)
23   28
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+8)
13 + 2
Piercing
16
Sneak Attack Damage
13
Sneak Attack Damage

Levinath (GM): The frog loses an eye, but he is still going.

Wolfe: Wolfe once again becomes one with the Wind as Gizmo flies down with him and they do a C-C-COMBO attack on the toad he has pursued!
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
18   13
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
21
Slashing
19   14
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
28
Slashing

Jonias: Jonias holds steady in the tree, fading into it's shadow before firing a shot deep into the toad's eye.

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Bukavac
Attack: 27 | 23
Gore
Bukavac
Attack: 22 | 22
Damage: 26piercing
Damage: 20piercing

Euron: Euron raises the Watcher's Eye and calls out to Helm! "It is not their time! RESTORE THEM~"
Channel Divinity
Class: Cleric 2nd Level
As an action, you present your holy symbol and evoke healing energy that can restore a number of hit points equal to five times your cleric level. Choose any creatures within 30 feet of you and divide those hit points among them. This feature can restore no more than half of its hit point maximum. You can't use this feature on an undead or construct.

Dr. Wicker: 30/72

Jinharath: Once again, the cleric calls out, and Jin feels herself magically restored. She breathes a little easier, and prepares herself to re-enter the fray.

Levinath (GM):
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 27 | 17
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Claw
Bukavac
Attack: 16 | 10
The target is grappled (DC 15 to escape). A bukavac can grapple up to two medium creature.
Bite
Bukavac
Attack: 10 | 25

Dr. Wicker: ((How much hp?))

Levinath (GM):
Damage: 11slashing
Euron goes for a swim.

Wolfe: "Uhhh...."

Levinath (GM): The frog leaps into the air and back into the water.

Wolfe: "....Guys I think Euron can use some help!"

Dr. Wicker: ((They disappeared? ))

Wolfe: "I'll handle this one!"

Euron: ((Doc gets at least 5. I can't give you more than that, I don't think.))

Dr. Wicker: She flies 60 feet straight up...
Baleful Transposition
transmutation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 120'
Target: One creature
Components: M (Nomadic Step)
As an action, choose one creature you can see within 120 feet of you. That creature must make a WIS saving throw DC17. On a failed save, you and that creature teleport, swapping places.

This ability fails and is wasted if either of you can't fit in the destination space.

5 psi points spent.

Levinath (GM):
Wisdom
Bukavac
Ability: 8 | 11

Dr. Wicker: 25
20
And prone

Jinharath: "NO!" Jin shouts, as the cleric is dragged into the water. She rushes after it, swords drawn. As she arrives, though, the massive toad is suddenly replaced by none other than the doctor. "What--?!" she blurts out, confused.

Dr. Wicker: "I"ll save you, Father Sand!"

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Bukavac
Ability: 6 | 11

Wolfe: Wolfe just slow-blinks. "What in the world....?"

Dr. Wicker: She spits out water.

Jinharath: The loud, vulgar SPLAT from across the way makes her turn, though. Spotting the dropped frog, she shakes her head and takes off towards it. "Such strange people we've fallen in with," she murmurs, as she goes.

Euron: Euron was being carried away toward the water. This was going to be a hard end. He was prepared to fight to the death to live...
...and then the frog was just gone.
"What--splurrbbb--what in Helm's name---retch-- What in has happened?!"

Jonias: Jonias laughs and gives the doctor a thumbs up, "I believe she just made it rain frogs."

Euron: He looks to the Doctor. "You never cease to amaze, Doctor. Thank you."

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Bukavac
Attack: 16 | 12

Jinharath:
20   10
20
Shortsword (+9)
9
Piercing
16   13
20
Shortsword (+9)
7
Piercing
25   25
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
29   22
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6 + 1
Bludgeoning
(-1 KI)
4
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark

Jinharath:
6
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark
6
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark
1
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark
1
Bludgeoning
Hunter's Mark

Dr. Wicker: Her form steams like dry ice from whatever netherspace she moved through for her bizarre feats.

Levinath (GM): [9+7+6+7+16+2]
47

Dr. Wicker: (dayum, she mad)

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

GIZMO-5: He swoops in and helps Wolfe in typical fashion because the two are BFFs.

Jonias:
23   12
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
13
Piercing
  7
Thunder
9
Sneak Attack Damage
9
Lightning
Lightning Damage (2d8)

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   
22   20
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
20
Slashing
21   12
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
26
Slashing
9   6
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
25
Slashing
13   12
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
24
Slashing

Levinath (GM): This toad has had it with Wolfe.
Bite
Bukavac
Attack: 21 | 15
Gore
Bukavac
Attack: 29 | 13
Damage: 18piercing
Damage: 13 + 27piercing

Jonias: Jonias tumbles out of the tree, drawing his lightning blade and stabbing into the side of the prone beast. Using his momentum, the elf springs back and waits for the thunder to discharge.

GIZMO-5: ((lol two 10s)

Dr. Wicker: "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" she says to Euron as he thanks her.
"THE WATER IS NOT SAFE, PLEASE EXIT."
She yells.

Euron:
10
Healing
Higher Level Cast
9
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Wolfe: Wolfe coughs some blood after getting man-handled by Bukavac, but Euron's golden touch makes him feel a bit better.

Euron: Euron moves forward touches Wolfe's shoulder. "Not yet, friend!"

Levinath (GM):
Croaking Blast
Bukavac
A bukavac can emit a howling, thunderclap that damages nearby creatures within 15 feet who fail a DC 17 constitution saving throw. On a failed save each creature takes 51 thunder damage and is permanently deafened, on a successful save they only take half damage. A lesser restoration spell can cure this deafness.

Wolfe:
28
CONSTITUTION SAVE (8)
Wolfe

Jinharath:
15   18
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Jonias:
7
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Dr. Wicker: ((look at those dice on that roll!))

Jonias:
Uncanny Dodge
Class: Rogue/7th Level
When an attacker that you can see hits you with an attack, you can use your reaction to halve the attack’s damage against you.

Dr. Wicker: ((how hurt does it look?))
23
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+9)
9
Fire

Levinath (GM): The frog takes the firebolt, but is somehow, still standing.

Wolfe:
Hero's Charge
Wolfe Other: Special Boon
You may expend your reaction and second wind to immediately move up to 1.5 times your movement to an ally who has fallen unconscious. Upon reaching the target you heal them with your second wind plus an additional 1d4 + 1 for each attack of opportunity you received while moving.

You may only use this boon once per long rest.
18

Dr. Wicker: "MISTER WOLFE!" she yells, shocked at the macabre scene.

Euron: "He's bloody insane." Euron breathed.

Dr. Wicker: Gizmo will Help Jin.

Wolfe: Wolfe charges forward, kicking the toad backward as he lands next to Jin and shakes her back to life. "GET UP, DAMN YOU."

Jinharath: The toad screams Jin to death! But not for long. Wolfe's heroics once again help lift her from near death. She comes up swinging!

Dr. Wicker: Cat is dead too.

Wolfe: He shouts it extra loud.

Dr. Wicker: DEAFD

Jinharath:
26   25
20
Shortsword (+9)
8
Piercing
16   27
20
Shortsword (+9)
11
Piercing
She slashes into the frog, but finds it unsatisfying how quickly it gives in to its wounds.
"THANK YOU FOR THE ASSISTANCE," she tells Wolfe

Jinharath: Jin then casts Lesser Restoration on herself, and on Wolfe.
"That was quite the ride," she sighed, prodding at her wounds with a bothered expression.

Jonias: Jonias initially shouted for the others, but upon seeing the others looking to be suffering from the same deafness as himself, the elf remained calm.

Euron: "That was madness." he said.
He waves Doctor Wicker over. He does the same for Jonias so that he can assist them as well.

Dr. Wicker: The doctor holds the sides of her head, the ringing driving her mad.

Euron: Euron will cast Lesser Restoration on both Doctor Wicker and Jonias.

Dr. Wicker: She staggers over after noticing.
End Session 51
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on February 21, 2019, 09:35:03 PM
Session 52

Nega-Doc: Darkness isn't your ally! After an attack in Neverwinter, a brief reunion and the injection of some new blood, The Watch is in the dark (literally) as they investigate the source of EVIL! On their way, they move through a town where they were beset on all sides by shadowy specters and corrosive-blooded monstrosities... The townsfolk, under some sleep curse were actually linked to the specters that The Watch attacked. Oh no! There were some casualties before they discovered this reality , and so they pressed on out of town wards what seems to be the source. Traveling deeper into the Stygian morass, they were met with more horrors, seemingly crafted from the Shadowfell itself...
Will the group tackle this tenebrous threat tonight? Are there more uber-toads™ hungry for priest flesh? Does the elfin rogue secretly want to murder more innocent villagers? We'll find out...

Jinharath: Jin rolls her shoulder, stretching the tender place where a claw or fang broke the flesh, and peers out into the dark, trying to make sense of the landscape.
14   21
PERCEPTION (7)

(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): Reminder from last session: you can see that a tree much larger than the surrounding wood. It rests on a small island at the center of the river. Thin green sap drips down the black bark and the branches seem to curl at your menacingly. The large wispy reeds that jut out of the river are likewise, covered in the thin green sap.

Jinharath:
10
HIT DICE (D10+2)
6
HIT DICE (D10+2)
12
HIT DICE (D10+2)
8
HIT DICE (D10+2)

Dr. Wicker: The Doctor suggest everyone back away from this area to recuperation then. Those uber-toads have massive range.

Jinharath:
12
HIT DICE (D10+2)
11
HIT DICE (D10+2)
9
HIT DICE (D10+2)

Levinath (GM):
4
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe
13
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe
6
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe
6
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe
12
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe
8
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe

Levinath (GM):
12
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe
61
6
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe
6
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe

Jinharath: Jin returns to the others and plops down to sit with a sigh, resting. She pulls some dry rations from her kit, and begins eating some.
"There is a tree there," she said between bites, pointing towards the small island in the middle of the lake. "--that looks corrupted, somehow. Green sap that looks strange."
10   18
NATURE (4)
"And I don't particularly like the way its branches are moving," she adds in a grumble, side eyeing in that direction.

Dr. Wicker:
5
HIT DICE (D10+2)
6
HIT DICE (D8+2)

Levinath (GM):
8
HIT DICE (D10+3)
Wolfe

Dr. Wicker:
9
HIT DICE (D8+2)

Levinath (GM):
8
HIT DICE (D8+2)

Dr. Wicker:
10
HIT DICE (D8+2)

Levinath (GM):
4
HIT DICE (D8+2)
6
HIT DICE (D8+2)
4
HIT DICE (D8+2)
3
HIT DICE (D8+2)
5
HIT DICE (D8+2)
4
HIT DICE (D8+2)

Levinath (GM):
3
HIT DICE (D8+2)
6
HIT DICE (D6+2)
8
HIT DICE (D6+2)
Gavin:
10
HIT DICE (D8+4)

Jinharath: When everyone seems too busy with their wounds to speak, Jin moves off to the side, folds her legs, and closes her eyes to meditate in order to aid her recovery.

Dr. Wicker: Her Jetpack (buff) fades during the rest.
She does thank Euron, though, for giving her the gift of hearing.

Euron: "You're welcome, Doctor. Just glad that you're alright." he said.
"So...we've more people ahead of us? Any idea if they're enemies or allies?"

Dr. Wicker: They are also both drenched, which is delightful!

Levinath (GM): The murky swamp water leaves them smelling great as they dry over the hour.

Jinharath: Jin answers without opening her eyes. "We should hope they are allies, though it seems unlikely. There were a great many of them to be foes."

Dr. Wicker: The Doctor retrieves some strange steampunk odds and ends as they discuss.
She offers Euron a blow dryer

Jinharath: Jin opens her eyes, and looks around herself, suddenly inspired.

Dr. Wicker: But it a steampunk, cumbersome kind and looks half disturbing, half wondrous!
"If this is a Shadowfell incursion, they could be... denizens of that plane..." hypothesizes the Doctor.

Jinharath: Jin nods at the doctor's suggestion, unhappy as it is. She pulls some small items from her kit, sets them up, and conducts a short ritual.
After ten minutes or so, while everyone's still recovering, Jin gets up and walks to the forest's edge. She gestures as though speaking, though it's likely hard to see who or what she's speaking to.

Dr. Wicker: "Or some kind of nest, where they are feeding off of the life force of unconscious citizens."

Euron: Euron accepts the dryer, but dislikes the smell of goat. He wishes that he had that handy Prestidissertation...no, that's not right. Prestio-digita...no, that's not right, either.
He will have to ask a spellcaster about that spell when he has a chance.
"If either of those is the case, they must be stopped. Is everyone in shape to keep moving?"

Dr. Wicker: "We don't have much choice."

Euron: "All right, then. I'm ready to move when everyone else is."

Jinharath: Jin is still absorbed in what appears to be a weird conversation with a tree.
She looks back towards the group, her expression a concerned one. "He says there are unnatural beasts among the humanoids to the north," she reports.

Dr. Wicker: While doing her best to look less "out of sorts" before proceeding, it isn't easy. Still, once there is movement onward, she moves to attention to join.

Jinharath: Jin digs a few berries out of her kit and offers them to her conversational partner, thanking him.

Levinath (GM): A bat swoops down and grabs a berry before flapping away.

Wolfe: Wolfe wakes up from his nap against a tree and blinks several times as he gets up with a start. He wipes at his face as a little drool had gotten into his beard.
"Bwha? We... uh... we good to go?"

GIZMO-5: The clockwork owl cants its head, watching the bat with ruby red wide eyes.

Jonias: "Ready and waiting" the elf replies checking over his quiver.

Jinharath: Jin rejoins the group. "The beasts travel the swamp, he says, but they emerge from the grouping to the north."

Dr. Wicker: "I thought normal wildlife was absent in this area"

Jinharath: "Bats will go almost anywhere."
"But even they are afraid of this gathering."

Wolfe: "So far nothing about this place has been 'normal', though."

Dr. Wicker: "The gigantic amphibians certainly did not look natural to me..."

Jinharath: "I suggest we proceed with stealth as best we can, until we know more about what we're up against."
21   26
STEALTH (9)

Jonias:
32
STEALTH (12)

Wolfe:
13
STEALTH (0)
Wolfe
Wolfe in his heavy plate armor clunk clunk clunks along.

Jinharath:
Pass Without Trace, 1/day
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Self
Components: V, S, M
Duration: Concentration Conc up to 1 hour
A veil of shadows and silence radiates from you, masking you and your companions from detection. For the duration, each creature you choose within 30 feet of you (including you) has a +10 bonus to Dexterity (Stealth) checks and can’t be tracked except by magical means. A creature that receives this bonus leaves behind no tracks or other traces of its passage.

Euron:
10   9
STEALTH (2)

Dr. Wicker: 10
9
STEALTH (3)
Stealth
GIZMO
Skill: 14

Levinath (GM): As you move further North into the darkness, the shroud seems to increase. The sounds of magical chanting echoes in the distance to the Northwest. To the Northeast, the sounds of a blacksmith's hammer ring constantly, laughter and the occasional curse break the steady thud of metal on metal. It is difficult to SEE anything as you more forward due to the unnatural darkness.

Dr. Wicker:
Focus: Mastery of Light/Dark
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Light & Darkness: While focused on this discipline, natural and magical darkness within 30 feet of you has no effect on your vision.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.

Jonias:
29
PERCEPTION (10)
Jonias is listening for directional cues. maybe it's too hard to see but north is is something and west is something etc

Wolfe: Wolfe accepts his blindness - albeit grudgingly. "Can't see a blasted thing in here."

Euron: "It's growing nearly impossible to see." Euron said.

Jonias:
17
ARCANA (8)

Wolfe: "Cat can see through this - just trust in what the 'ol Doc says."
The Samurai tries to sound cheerful, though the murk bothers him.

Levinath (GM): Cat can see 30 feet in front of her.

Jinharath: "Hold onto someone if you must," she whispers to the ones complaining about the darkness.

Jonias: Jonias points and gestures with his mage hand, made bright for others to see, "to the east are the camp sounds, but to the west, magic is being used. Spells of conjuration, summoning... I'd need to get closer to be sure."

Dr. Wicker: ░▒▓Telepathy with
Wolfe:▓▒░ « Not as far as I would like. Maybe everyone should form a marching order, hand on shoulder like military strike teams? »

Jinharath: Jin is drawn towards the chanting. "This way," she whispers.

Wolfe: "Which way?"
"Cat said we should form a marching order, maybe. Have us all close by - hand on eachother and all that."

Jinharath: Jin will comply with whatever arrangement the party wants, and then creep towards the northwest.

Levinath (GM): You can scarcely see in front of you, even with Cat's dark vision. (Everyone has half their normal visibility except Jonias.) The sounds of chanting echo in the area and those keen on magical powers and feel it rippling across their skin. What is visible is a soft green mist shrouds a massive diamond shaped structure that floats ominously on top of an elevated stone mound. The shadows of huge ancient structures comprised of stone as tall as an ancient wyrm form a circle around the crystal.
Thanks to Jin's magic, the group has thus far been undetected.

Jonias: Jonias as usual, disappeared ahead of the group, occasionally signaling with the mage hand

Akadi: "The energies near the portal have begun to coalesce. It should be opened any moment, continue channeling into the stone." A deep female voice echos around the stones.

Wolfe: Wolfe stops for a moment, seeming to feel an ominous forboding ahead of them. "Careful, all. Can toy.." He says as he hears the female voice in the distance. Frowning he slowly draws Shokan from its sheath and settles both hands on the grip.

Dr. Wicker:
15
ARCANA (9)
She tries to determine the nature of the chanting.

Jonias:
Invisibility
illusion 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Touch
Target: A creature you touch
Components: V, S, M (An eyelash encased in gum arabic)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 hour
A creature you touch becomes invisible until the spell ends. Anything the target is wearing or carrying is invisible as long as it is on the target’s person. The spell ends for a target that attacks or casts a spell.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 2nd.
Jonias winks out of sight

Dr. Wicker: She whispers... "Some manner of transmutation."

Jonias: no one can that's the point

Levinath (GM): Five spellcasters channel energy into the massive stone as a large woman clad in pitch black plate mail monitors the situation.

Jinharath: "We have to stop them," she whispers to her fellows. "This may be the source of the corruption."

Jonias: Jonias walks slowly around the pillars, noting the cultists and their leader before returning to the others. The elf returned but did not make himself visible before explaining that 5 cultists and their leader are ahead surrounding the pillar.

Euron: "I may be able to disrupt their casting with a Silence spell. But it would make any other spells problematic in that area."

Dr. Wicker: "That would not hinder me all too much..."

Wolfe: "Sounds like an idea. Everyone get ready for a fight."

Jinharath: "It would interrupt them. If we are attacking en masse, that's as good an introduction as any."

Jonias: "Just let me know where you plan on placing your anti-magic field and i will stay out of it."

Jinharath: Jin casts Blur on herself,and creeps around the ring while Euron prepares.

Euron: "Very well. I'm going to drop it on their diamond-shaped...thing..."

Levinath (GM): Those who have been around for a while, will recognize the diamond shaped thing. The biggest Mythal you have seen yet.

Euron:
Silence
illusion 2 (ritual)
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 120 ft
Components: V, S
Duration: Concentration Up to 10 minutes
For the duration, no sound can be created within or pass through a 20-foot-radius sphere centered on a point you choose within range. Any creature or object entirely inside the sphere is immune to thunder damage, and creatures are deafened while entirely inside it. Casting a spell that includes a verbal component is impossible there.

Dr. Wicker: "Mister Wolfe... Do you want the a PEKCER?" she whispers to the Samurai, holding up the Haste tazer.

Wolfe: "Uhh... man it's been a while."
He takes a deep breath, as if anticipating something. "Alright hit me."

Dr. Wicker: "Since you've had the PEKCER?"

Wolfe: "...Cat.." Wolfe looks at the doctor oddly in the dark. "We gotta talk about your device names and their euphemisms."

Levinath (GM): The chanting stops.

Dr. Wicker:
Haste
transmutation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A shaving of licorice root)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Choose a willing creature that you can see within range. Until the spell ends, the target's speed is doubled, it gains a +2 bonus to AC, it has advantage on Dexterity saving throws, and it gains an additional action on each of its turns. That action can be used only to take the Attack (one weapon attack only), Dash, Disengage, Hide, or Use an Object action.

When the spell ends, the target can't move or take actions until after its next turn, as a wave of lethargy sweeps over it.

Akadi: "What are you idiots doing? Why did you stop?"

Wolfe: Wolfe vibrates.

Jinharath: Once the chanting stops, Jin advances on the nearest cultist.
And attacks.

Euron: Euron concentrates, whispering in Celestial before cutting his hand through the air in a single, sharp motion. The sound stops.
He draws his mace.
GroupInit:
Doctor Wicker
6
Euron Sand
14
Jonias
17
Jinharath
6
Wolfe
16
GIZMO-5
15

Dr. Wicker: She doesnt seem to follow what he means, but prods the stout man in the spine with the tazer!

Jonias: With the sound gone, Jonias continues cirle the site

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Wolfe: The Half-Orc jumps as he is tazed letting out an ARRRGH as he is powered up.

Jonias: Jonias moves around towards the leader. keeping distance between himself and the party, waiting for the trap to be sprung.
end turn

Akadi: Her eyes narrow and she notices movement. "We are under attack!"

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
14
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
16
slashing
18
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
18
slashing
15
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
17
slashing

Akadi: Wolfe connects on one attack. Though surprised, the spellcaster seems to have some magical defense.

Wolfe: Wolfe charges forward vibrating as he buzzes forward, tazzed into superspeed, and delivers a trio of quick slashes at the nearest cultist as he engages them. Whatever he has to say is lost in the darkness and silence spell.

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Levinath (GM): The other spell casters seem surprised by Wolfe's appearance even though the paladin just warned them.

Dr. Wicker:
Help (Action) - Diversion Protocol #11
GIZMO
Aid a friendly creature in attacking a creature within 5 feet of you. Feint, distract the target, or in some other way team up to make your ally’s Attack more effective.
If your ally attacks the target before your next turn, the first Attack roll is made with advantage.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: Euron moves forward to back up the others and get a better view of the battlefield...from behind cover.

GIZMO-5: (( Are those casters concentrating on stuff? Do they have to make saves when hit? or is that thing SELF SUSTAINING :O! ))

Euron:
DC12
Dexterity Save
12
Radiant
60 ft
Sacred Flame

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Dark Cultist
Ability: 12 | 14

GIZMO-5: ((yeah that bothers me lol))

Levinath (GM): Cultist ass on fire!

Turn   

Levinath (GM): The cultist catches on quickly to Euron's trickery and falls back from the area. He begins casting another spell.

Turn   

Levinath (GM): The cultist Wolfe attacks draws a shadow sheathed scimitar and swings it at him.
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 12 | 13
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 24 | 19
Damage: 10slashing + 2necrotic
Then the fool moves away!

Wolfe:
24
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
18
slashing

Levinath (GM): Wolfe leaves him bloody for the effort.

Turn   

Levinath (GM): The cultist appears from the silence field yelling "Ahhhhhhhh!" He stops as soon as he can hear again and joins his buddy.

Turn   

Levinath (GM): A group cultist joins the party in the back.
third*

It is Akadi's turn   

Akadi: "Summon Arachioc and be done with these fools." Black clouds envelope the woman and she disappears from sight.

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jonias:
18
PERCEPTION (10)

Jinharath: Frustrated at what foul savagery these cultists seem to have wreaked on the land and its inhabitants, Jin locks eyes on the apparent leader and rockets across the field towards her, swords drawn. The woman vanishes in a puff of smoke and Jin pauses, her curses swallowed by Euron's silence spell. EVEN MOAR frustrated now, she turns to the nearest cultist.
26   14
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
13
Piercing
+4
26   13
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
15
Piercing

Dr. Wicker: (she mad!)

Jinharath:
Underdark Scout
Class: Deep Stalker 3
• On your first turn during combat, you gain a +10 bonus to your speed, and if you use the Attack action, you can make one addition attack.

• Creatures that rely on darkvision gain no benefit from it when trying to detect you in dark or dim conditions. Additionally, when you are Hidden, such creatures gain no benefit from darkvision.

Dr. Wicker: (if you have enough movement)

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Jinharath: Jin cuts the bloke down in short order, and spins to search for the nearest next target.
19   11
PERCEPTION (7)

Jinharath 's turn has ended!


Dr. Wicker:
DC17
Intelligence Save
Add +2 damage if focused on Psychic Assault.
17
psychic
Mind Thrust

Akadi:
Intelligence
Dark Cultist
Ability: 13 | 14

Dr. Wicker: 19

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Akadi: The cultist clutches his head and lets out a silent scream.

It is Cultist's turn   

Akadi: He turns and shots some lighting at Euron.
Lightning Bolt
evocation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Self (100-foot line)
Target: Self (100-foot line)
Components: V, S, M (A bit of fur and a rod of amber, crystal, or glass)
Duration: Instantaneous
A stroke of lightning forming a line 100 feet long and 5 feet wide blasts out from you in a direction you choose. Each creature in the line must make a Dexterity saving throw. A creature takes 8d6 lightning damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one. The lightning ignites flammable objects in the area that aren’t being worn or carried.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 4th level or higher, the damage increases by 1d6 for each slot above 3rd.

Dr. Wicker:
Counterspell
abjuration 3
Casting Time: 1 reaction, which you take when you see a creature within 60 feet of you casting a spell
Range: 60 ft
Components: S
Duration: Instantaneous
You attempt to interrupt a creature in the process of casting a spell. If the creature is casting a spell of 3rd level or lower, its spell fails and has no effect. If it is casting a spell of 4th level or higher, make an ability check using your spellcasting ability. The DC equals 10 + the spell's level. On a success, the creature's spell fails and has no effect.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 4th level or higher, the interrupted spell has no effect if its level is less than or equal to the level of the spell slot you used.
"Father Sand, look out!"

Levinath (GM): The cultist grabs at his throat. Poor guy can't get in a word.
Round 2

Turn   

Euron: "Thank you, Doctor!"

Dr. Wicker: She leverages some magnetic power in her fist and force chokes the dude for a second.

Levinath (GM): The three cultists next to Jonias are surrounded by a shield of swirling black and orange energies.

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias: ((I know))
Dodge Action

Jinharath: "What is that?" she calls, eyeing the strange shield

Jonias: With the leader gone, and the cultists enveloped in magic, Jonias pops back and waits for an opening.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dr. Wicker: "Mister Wolfe! We have one here!"
"Oh he cannot hear me."

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 5 temporary HP.   

Dr. Wicker: "We'll have to dispatch him ourselves, Father Sand."

Wolfe:
22   30
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
18 + 12
slashing
14
Orcish Fury Crit Damage
Wolfe

Levinath (GM): Wolf's sword sinks into the shield briefly and the energy flickers for a moment before his blade is released.

Wolfe: Wolfe charges after the fleeing Cultist, taking a sharp turn once he notices some strange magical shield. He swings once with a mighty two-handed blow against the defended cultist.

Dr. Wicker: (But did you do a 17 damage headache tho... -_-)

Levinath (GM): The cultist glaces to Wolfe nervously.

Wolfe:
15
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
25
Slashing
8
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
23
Slashing
16   25
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
22 + 6
Slashing
17   15
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
22
Slashing

Levinath (GM): The shield visibly flickers in and out for a few moments before failing.

Wolfe: Wolfe unleashes a flurry of attacks against the shielded cultist - a windstorm of Half-Orc bladed precision. He says something, but it's lost in silence.

Wolfe: Action Surge
15   22
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
26
Slashing
25   24
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
21 + 5
Slashing
16   25
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
21 + 6
Slashing

Levinath (GM): 177

It is GIZMO-5's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe obliterates the shield in a surge of bladed assault. After he cuts one cultist in half he takes off two arms of the second cultist and then beheads him before moving to the other two cultists. "Surrender." he says incredibly quickly and high-pitched, like he'd swallowed a balloon full of Helium. "Orjoin yourcomradeindeath."

GIZMO-5: Gizmo swoops by and fires neon paint pellets at the Cultist to aid Euron in his next attack roll!
Help (Action) - Diversion Protocol #11
GIZMO
Aid a friendly creature in attacking a creature within 5 feet of you. Feint, distract the target, or in some other way team up to make your ally’s Attack more effective.
If your ally attacks the target before your next turn, the first Attack roll is made with advantage.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: Euron charges forward, mace held high, and swings at the Cultist!
10   8
5 Feet
Lightbringer (+7)
7
Bludgeoning
  7
Radiant
 
It is Cultist's turn   

Levinath (GM): The cultists continue their spells

GIZMO-5: Gizmo warbles sadly and feels responsible!

It is Cultist's turn   

Euron: And he misses. Spectacularly.

Dr. Wicker: "AH!"

Levinath (GM): The black paladin appears behind Euron as he swings at the cultist. "Death to the Watcher!"

Dr. Wicker: "Look out!"

Levinath (GM): She pulls an evil looking great sword from her back.
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 23 | 25
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.
Damage: 2bludgeoning
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 19 | 20
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 30 | 16

Euron:
18   9
STRENGTH SAVE (2)

Levinath (GM):
Damage: 13 + 5bludgeoning
Damage: 14bludgeoning
Then she disappears again.

Euron: Euron is caught by surprise as several of the vicious strikes tear into him!
"ARRRGH!"
24   10
PERCEPTION (5)

Dr. Wicker:
19
PERCEPTION (6)

Jonias: ((Why this girl gotta steal my show?))

Jinharath: While Wolfe was deaf to the Doctor's summons earlier, Jinharath was not. Seeing that the half-orc has the group of cultists in hand, Jin dashes across the field to aid the others and once there, swings at a cultist.

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath:
23   13
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
13
Piercing
18   16
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
14
Piercing

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Jinharath:
16   24
PERCEPTION (7)

Dr. Wicker: She brings her hands up into the air and ionizes the air in a tremendous pillar of magnetic power that lands down on Akadi.
Psychic Crush (7 psi). As an action, you create a 20-foot cube of psychic energy within 120 feet of you. Each creature in that area must make an Intelligence saving throw. On a failed save, a target takes 37 psychic damage and is stunned until the end of your next turn. On a successful save, a target takes half as much damage.
DC 17
Int

Levinath (GM):
Intelligence
Akadi
Ability: 13 | 12

Dr. Wicker: (( A stunned creature is incapacitated, can't move, and can speak only falteringly.
The creature automatically fails Strength and Dexterity saving throws.
Attack rolls against the creature have advantage.))

It is Cultist's turn   

Dr. Wicker: "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHH!!!!!" she yells in echoing fury, the light behind her glasses cracking the lenses some in spiderweb like fashion.

Levinath (GM): The cultist swings at Euron, following suit of its master.
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 15 | 21
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 21 | 28
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 12 | 11

Dr. Wicker:

Levinath (GM):
Damage: 11slashing + 5necrotic
Round 3

Turn   

Levinath (GM): The cultists near Wolfe crumple. The magical energies around the mythal fade and only a small amount of light remains on the black stone.

Wolfe: Wolfe frowns as he looks down at the now deceased(?) cultists, but only long enough before a shadowy figure appears and assaults him!

Levinath (GM):
Initiative
Shadow Dragon
Initiative: 12

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Wolfe: Wolfe looks up at the sound of Cat's scream of rage? Pain? But his focus turns instead to the massive shadow thing that's swarming around him.

Jonias:
18   12
(150/600)
Black Bladed Bow (+8)
11
Piercing

Euron:
10   16
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)
15   11
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)
19   18
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

Jonias:
Bladesong
Class: Wizard/2
Twice per short rest, you can use a bonus action to start a Bladesong, which lasts for 1 minute and grants you the following benefits:

You gain a +4 bonus to your AC, your walking speed increases by 10 ft., you have advantage on Acrobatics checks, and you gain a +4 bonus to any CON saving throw you make to maintain your concentration on a spell.

It ends early if you are incapacitated, if you don medium or heavy armor or a shield, or if you use two hands to make an attack with a weapon. You can also dismiss the Bladesong at any time you choose (no action required).

Euron:
17   10
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)
23   19
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)
24   8
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe's kinda shadowy, r-right? He's never met a thing he can't slash to death yet. So he tries to add Shadow-Dragon-thing-y to his list.
16
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
17
slashing
23
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
11
slashing
18
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
13
slashing
17

Levinath (GM): Wolfe finds purchase on one attack.

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: His blade strikes true once, but he can tell it's made of some resilient stuff.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Levinath (GM):
Tail
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 30 | 28

Jonias: Jonias appears next to a pillar firing a shot to fell the last of the standing cultists. As he transformed his bow into blade both the elf and magic steel began to hum.

Levinath (GM):
Damage: 15bludgeoning
The dragon's tail smacks Wolfe back.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron:
16
Healing
Higher Level Cast
11
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

It is Shadow Dragon's turn   
Dungeon Lord

Euron: Euron takes a moment to heal himself, then steps backward.

Levinath (GM): The dragon lets out a roar that chills your very soul before attacking Wolfe.
Frightful Presence
Shadow Dragon
Each creature of the dragon's choice that is within 120 feet of the dragon and aware of it must succeed on a DC 16 Wisdom saving throw or become frightened for 1 minute. A creature can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success. If a creature's saving throw is successful or the effect ends for it, the creature is immune to the dragon's Frightful Presence for the next 24 hours.

Jinharath:
13   13
WISDOM SAVE (7)

Dr. Wicker:
9
WISDOM SAVE (6)

Wolfe:
18
WISDOM SAVE (6)
Wolfe

Dr. Wicker: (A frightened creature has disadvantage on ability checks and attack rolls while the source of its fear is within line of sight.
The creature can't willingly move closer to the source of its fear.)

Euron:
20   11
WISDOM SAVE (9)

Jonias:
9
WISDOM SAVE (2)

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 20 | 13
Claw
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 28 | 21

Levinath (GM):
Claw
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 22 | 18
Damage: 13slashing
Damage: 15slashing

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy
It is Akadi's turn   

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr. Wicker:
Radiant Beam
evocation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60'
Target: One creature
Components: M (Mastery of Light/Dark)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, you project a beam of light at one creature you can see within 60 feet of you. The target must make a DEX saving throw DC17. On a failed save, it takes 23 radiant damage and is blinded until your concentration ends. On a successful save, it takes half as much damage.

A blinded target can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success.

You can increase this effect's damage by 1d6 per each additional psi point spent on it.

Doctor Wicker ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath: The eerie presence of the new beast on the field unnerves Jin to her core. She's not sad at all to have another target arresting her attention at the moment.
24   25
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
12
Piercing
26   23
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
14
Piercing
18   22
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
22   20
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
((-1 Ki))
Round 4

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Dr. Wicker: The night blooms as blazing white beams lance from the doctor's eyes into the stunned Akadi.

Jinharath:
23   13
WISDOM SAVE (7)

Akadi: "Ahhhhh! I am going to gut you!" She screams as she holds her eyes.

Jonias:
18   25
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
11
Piercing
  8
Thunder
3
Thunder
Blade of Focused Energy
16
Sneak Attack Damage

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe had gotten hit pretty solidly by the Shadow Dragon, but he's just a little bruised, not (yet) in serious danger. He takes a deep, focusing breath, then leaps into the air. As he does, lightning races along his blade. "HASAKIIIIIII"
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 10 temporary HP.   
20   21
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
23
Slashing
23   19
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
23
Slashing
21   12
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
27
Slashing

Akadi: All three of Wolfe's attacks hit.

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Akadi:
Tail Attack
Shadow Dragon
The dragon makes a tail attack.
Tail
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 28 | 26
Damage: 13bludgeoning

Dr. Wicker:
Help (Action) - Diversion Protocol #11
GIZMO
Aid a friendly creature in attacking a creature within 5 feet of you. Feint, distract the target, or in some other way team up to make your ally’s Attack more effective.
If your ally attacks the target before your next turn, the first Attack roll is made with advantage.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Dr. Wicker: (free)

Euron:
Hold Person
enchantment 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small, straight piece of iron)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Choose a humanoid that you can see within range. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be paralyzed for the duration. At the end of each of its turns, the target can make another Wisdom saving throw. On a success, the spell ends on the target.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you can target on additional humanoid for each slot level above 2nd. The humanoids must be within 30 feet of each other when you target them.

Akadi:
Wisdom
Akadi
Ability: 18 | 20

It is Shadow Dragon's turn   
Dungeon Lord

Levinath (GM): The dragon looses a black ball of something that flies towards the group.
Stygian Breath (Recharge 5-6)
Shadow Dragon
The dragon exhales a black cloud of mist up to 60-foot away. It settles in a 20 foot radius. Each creature in that area must make a DC 18 Constitution saving throw, taking 54 (12d8) cold damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one. All non-magical light within the area is snuffed out, along with all magical light of first level or lower.
65

Jinharath:
21   10
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

Euron:
23   20
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

Levinath (GM): 32 damage for Euron and Jin

Dr. Wicker:
14
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)
+4
14
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)

It is Akadi's turn   

Levinath (GM): Akadi's eyes clear and she growls.
She hefts her sword at Jihn and swings her plated boot towards her.
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 26 | 22
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.
Damage: 2bludgeoning

Jinharath:
5   19
STRENGTH SAVE (3)
Jin fall down.

Levinath (GM): As Jin falls, so does the massive sword.
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 20 | 11
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 12 | 27
Damage: 13bludgeoning
Damage: 17bludgeoning
11

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Dr. Wicker:
Focus: Mastery of Ice
abjuration cantrip
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Components:
Now focused on Mastery of Ice: While focused on this discipline, you have resistance to cold damage.

Psychic Focus can be changed as a bonus action.
21
WISDOM SAVE (6)
Radiant Beam
evocation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60'
Target: One creature
Components: M (Mastery of Light/Dark)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, you project a beam of light at one creature you can see within 60 feet of you. The target must make a DEX saving throw DC17. On a failed save, it takes 22 radiant damage and is blinded until your concentration ends. On a successful save, it takes half as much damage.

A blinded target can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success.

You can increase this effect's damage by 1d6 per each additional psi point spent on it.

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Shadow Dragon
Ability: 17 | 20

Dr. Wicker: (is this cover?)

Levinath (GM):
Wing Attack (Costs 2 Actions)
Shadow Dragon
The dragon beats its wings. Each creature within 10 ft. of the dragon must succeed on a DC 19 Dexterity saving throw or take 13 (2d6 + 6) bludgeoning damage and be knocked prone. The dragon can then fly up to half its flying speed.

Wolfe:
4   16
DEXTERITY SAVE (1)
Wolfe

Levinath (GM): 8

Wolfe: Wolfe goes flying through the air. "AHHHHHH!!!!!!" as he crashes into the ground prone.

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Levinath (GM): The dragon flaps its wings and descends on the rest of the watch.

GIZMO-5:
Dexterity
GIZMO
Ability: 20

Jinharath: A plated boot comes out of the darkness and knocks Jin off her feet. The sword that follows leaves her coughing a bit of blood, but she forces herself back to her feet and swings at the paladin, momentarily unaware of the darkness encroaching from behind.

GIZMO-5: Gizmo loop the loops on the wind. Watch him soar.

Jinharath:
22   27
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
14
Piercing
11   14
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
14
Piercing

Jonias: ((I'm getting sleepy))

Levinath (GM): She parries the second attack, but the first cuts her across the mid section.

Jinharath:
10   24
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
26   11
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
Round 5

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jonias:
18
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
10
Piercing
  9
Thunder
2
Thunder
Blade of Focused Energy
16
Sneak Attack Damage
It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Akadi
Ability: 21 | 15
Tail
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 26 | 27
Damage: 17bludgeoning
2

Jinharath: Out of nowhere, a shadowy tail cuts open Jin's back!

Wolfe:
18
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
19
slashing
29
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
10
slashing
14
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
17
slashing

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: Wolfe kip-ups and then rushes after the dragon at near-hyperspeed, delivering three quick blades. Physics is a bit stronger than his body though so only one finds purchase as he swings a bit wildly at the dragon.

GIZMO-5: Gizmo flies and dashes away.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: Euron focuses his magic and casts...
15
Healing
60 Feet
Mass Cure Wounds

It is Shadow Dragon's turn   
Dungeon Lord

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 16 | 21
Claw
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 14 | 17
Claw
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 24 | 29
Damage: 14slashing

It is Akadi's turn   

Levinath (GM): "Argggh." She growls as the dragon descends on the group, clutching her side. She steps behind the pillar, letting out a massive "BOOM!" and disappears into the darkness. "You will pay for this."
14

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Jonias:
4
Lightning
Lightning Damage (2d8)

Levinath (GM):
Tail
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 14 | 19

Dr. Wicker:
Radiant Beam
evocation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60'
Target: One creature
Components: M (Mastery of Light/Dark)
Duration: Concentration 1 minute
As an action, you project a beam of light at one creature you can see within 60 feet of you. The target must make a DEX saving throw DC17. On a failed save, it takes 29 radiant damage and is blinded until your concentration ends. On a successful save, it takes half as much damage.

A blinded target can repeat the saving throw at the end of each of its turns, ending the effect on itself on a success.

You can increase this effect's damage by 1d6 per each additional psi point spent on it.

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Shadow Dragon
Ability: 19 | 6

Dr. Wicker: ((no.. its the only radiant damage I have))

Levinath (GM): The dragon lets out a roar of pain.

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Dr. Wicker: A sputtering lancing of light lines through the from the doctor's eyes.
She then takes cover again.

Levinath (GM):
Tail
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 28 | 14
Damage: 15bludgeoning

Jinharath: The ranger quick-steps over the swiping tail and claws of the dragon, but takes enough nicks and slashes to keep her from gaining solid footing. She lurches away and summons a healing spirit to aid her.

Levinath (GM):
Bite
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 14 | 13

Jinharath:
Healing Spirit
conjuration 2
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: 60feet
Components: V, S
Duration: Concentration Conc up to 1 min
You call an intangible spirit to a cubic 5-foot space you can see. Until the spell ends, when you or a creature you can see moves into the spirit's space for the first time on a turn or starts its turn there, you can cause the spirit to restore 1d6 hit points to that creature, no action required. The spirit can't heal constructs or undead.

As a bonus action, you can move the spirit up to 30 feet to a space you can see.

At Higher Levels: The healing increases by 1d6 for each slot level above 2nd.
Round 6

It is Jonias's turn   
Mike

Jinharath: rolling 1d6
(4)= 4

Jonias:
12
5 ft.
Booming Blade (Blade of Focused Energy)) (+9)
As part of the action used to cast this spell, you must make a melee attack with a weapon against one creature within the spell's range, otherwise the spell fails.
On a hit, the target suffers the attack's normal effects, and it becomes sheathed in booming energy until the start of your next turn. If the target willingly moves before then, it immediately takes 2d8 thunder damage, and the spell ends.
7
Piercing
  7
Thunder

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
13
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
11
slashing

Levinath (GM):
Tail
Shadow Dragon
Attack: 21 | 23
Damage: 13bludgeoning

Wolfe:
28
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
17
slashing
29
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
10
slashing

Wolfe: Wolfe runs up along the dragon's back and then leaps into the air. "ASOGYAKUUUUU!!!!!" And as he comes down his blades cuts across the back of the shadow dragon's head, sending it flying through the air and covering Jonias and Euron in shadowstuff that fades in just a few seconds.

Dr. Wicker: Catriona pries off her cracked glasses, irises still sputtering with illumination as her well of internal energy runs low.

Levinath (GM): The dragon fades into the darkness with not a sound.

Jinharath: When the dragon dissipates, Jin drops to her knees, holding her side as she pants.

Wolfe: Wolfe, still buzzing and seeming to have a soft glow, lifts his blade up into the air, triumphant. "YEAHHHH!!!!"

Dr. Wicker: Doctor ambles over and helps Jinharath up.

Jonias: Jonias sets himself down on the rock next to him. tired from the day's activities.

Dr. Wicker: "Botheration! Be on guard for that blackguard lady..."

Euron: Euron breathes a deep sigh of relief as the shadow dragon disappears. When Jin collapses, he'll move to Jin and assist her.

Dr. Wicker: Passing through Jin's healing spirit (if its still up?) Cat delightfully receives 3 health?

Jinharath: Jin looks tired and unenthused about standing, but takes the doctor's offered hand up nonetheless.
"You have quite the surprising range of skills," she observes, eyeing the flickering eyes of the other woman a little skeptically. "Very effective."
End Session 52
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on March 02, 2019, 11:18:05 AM
Session 53

Levinath (GM): The cultists have been foiled! Or have they? It seems the darkness still covers the land, though The Watch has secured the Mythal that was being used to channel conjuration energies. As the group paused for a moment to catch their breath, their rouge grew continually shrouded in the swirling mists of shadow. He sat quietly off to the side of the group, sometime mid way through the rest, he lay down and before the other's eyes, dispersed into the darkness. Gone.

Euron: "Jonias?!"
Euron can't believe that their friend has simply vanished into the ether.

Wolfe: Wolfe had been zoning out some after they had settled down to rest. He was focused elsewhere and then heard Euron's frantic cry. Leaping to his feet he draws his sword, only to see that the enemy was not one that could be struck down. "What happened!?"

Jinharath: Jinharath opened her eyes, eyes lit with a strange, pale glow for a beat before returning to normal. Her meditative trance cut short, she looks for the cause of the ruckus. Seeing Wolfe with his sword drawn, she stands.
"Is there trouble?" she asked, looking about.

Dr. Wicker: "That isn't normal..."

Euron: Euron stepped forward, looking for the Elf. He couldn't find him."He was just here."

Wolfe: Wolfe searches for the Elf with focused vision, trying to discern his location.
26
PERCEPTION (6)
Wolfe

Jinharath: Jinharath moves over to where the cleric and the others were gathered and frowned at the empty space left by the missing elf. "He left?" she asked, confused.

Euron: "No, he just...vanished."

Dr. Wicker: "This could be the end conclusion to the strange shadow affliction."

Levinath (GM): Wolfe is able to see where his body lay just a moment ago, no signs of it moving anywhere.

Wolfe: The Samurai snarls in dismay and frustrated anger. "What is going on, here?"
"How are we supposed to fight this?!"

Jinharath: "That... is... worrisome..." Jinharath slowly acknowledges, looking down at her own en-shadowed flesh, then the others.
"It seems we should move with more urgency," she said, looking towards the mythal. "Were you able to gather any useful information from the stone?" she asked the doctor.

Euron: Euron can barely believe what he just saw. How could this happen?

Dr. Wicker: ((Do Jin and Wolfe still have the shadow taint stuff?))
"Do you two feel as if the infection is worsening?" she asked, looking from Wolfe to Jinharath.

Wolfe: "The same thing could happen to us!"

Levinath (GM): (Wolfe and Jin are still slightly transparent.)

Wolfe: "...No, I don't feel any worse, or different, really. Just.." He lifted his hand up for inspection. "A bit translucent."

Jinharath: "I feel no worse," Jin agreed. "But the elf was the first one to become infected, was he not?"

Dr. Wicker: "Yes... his case was more severe on the onset."

Euron: "I didn't realize that his case was so far advanced."

Dr. Wicker: "Elvish constitution... they are already close to the Feywild as is..."

Wolfe: "You think there's some sort of connection there already?"

Dr. Wicker: "I haven't discovered anything beyond um.. what I said before." she reports to Jinharath. "But this new development likely should hasten our putting an end to this."

Levinath (GM): Through the eight hours, the mythal has remained the same as the post battle. The soft glow of green energy at its core continues to pulse. The W.E.E.N.I.S. continued to show the same steady from of energies from the North and bidirectional flow from the swamp to the South where the party had initially come.

Jinharath: Jiharath nodded. "The numbers of the population I mentioned earlier have not changed. They do seem to be clustered more strongly together in that direction now than they were before, though," she said, gesturing to the north.
She looked back to the others. "Should we attempt to break this stone before moving on, or investigate the north first? If it is powering whatever force we will find there..." she shrugged, uncertain.

Wolfe: Wolfe will approach the stone and draw Shokan as he moves. "I think the answer's clear."

Jinharath: Jinharath draws a breath and steps back, some. "Be careful..."

Dr. Wicker: "Mister Wolfe, given your condition, should you be taking such risks?"

Wolfe: "If not me, then who?" He asks, but it's kind of a rhetorical question. He doesn't give time to answer as he draws his blade high and then brings it down at the stone to attempt to cut it in twain.

Levinath (GM): The blade bounces off the hard crystal, chipping off a sizable shard with the first swing.

Euron: Euron's eyes drift once more toward the spot where Jonias vanished from.
He stepped forward, drawing Lightbringer, and brought it down on the Mythal!

Levinath (GM): The power of Lightbringer flashes, the crystal absorbing the power in the hammer for a brief moment before it begins to crack and split. Giant shards of the crystal begin to fall off it's floating core. As it crumbles, the green energies within release and disappear into the darkness overhead. The sky lightens, the very dull outline of a full moon showing overhead.

Jinharath: Jin's demeanor lightens as the sky does. She smiles broadly at Wolfe and Euron. "Well done!"

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a step back, his eyes widening in an obvious moment of surprise. Turning to regard Euron, he nods, impressed. "Nice job, Father."

Euron: Euron nods. "And you, my friend. I will see you cured of this affliction. You have my word on that.
Same to you, Jinharath." Euron said.
"But I can't help thinking that there may be another of these things laying in wait for us."

Jinharath: Jin's smile turned lopsided, a little. "Hopefully we'll find another cure besides your mace."

Dr. Wicker: The bespectacled doctor takes some readings over the shattered mythal to make sure it has become inert here.

Jinharath: "To the north, then?" she asks the party.

Wolfe: Wolfe slowly puts his sword away and gives a soft nod of agreement to Euron's words. "And maybe more of that woman in dark armor. She seemed to know you, Euron. Is there something you're not telling us?"

Jinharath: Jin paused at that, having missed the connection between the cleric and the strange woman.

Dr. Wicker: "It sounded like she hated Helm to me."
"This is confirmed inactive, by the way." she remarks closing up the WEENIS.

Wolfe: "The fact it's broken into a bunch of pieces seems clear."

Dr. Wicker: "Structural failure does not always indicate nonfunctionality."

Euron: "I'm a disciple of Helm. She may have recognized that from my symbol. Agents of evil hate Helm." Euron said.
"But we'll stop her and end this madness."
"I suggest that we head North."

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts a finger up to scratch at an old scar. "We've met plenty of Agents of Evil in the past, Euron - a bunch of these shadow-guys seem to have a real hard on for you."

Dr. Wicker: "Mister Wolfe, its strikes me as an..um... matter of opposites."

Euron: "Then if they do, we'll find out why together."

Dr. Wicker: "Shadow beings despise light."

Euron: Euron nods at the Doctor. "Indeed."

Wolfe: Wolfe seems confused.
"This is gonna make me sound dumb, but..."
"Are Helm and Lathander the same god?"
"I.. uh... never paid much attention to that sort of thing."

Dr. Wicker: "I think this discussion can.. um.. take place in transit?"

Wolfe: "Yeah, you're right." The Half-Orc nods and gestures north. "Jin, can you take point? You seem to be pretty good at being the scout."

Euron: "No, Wolfe, they aren't. But I'll explain in detail soon. Over ale, if you're up for it." Euron said.

Jinharath: Jinharath listened, but had little experience with the gods of the present realm and had little to offer the conversation. Wolfe's suggestion frees her from having to follow along and she nods at him. "Gladly."

Wolfe: "Ugh. A drink sounds real nice."

Jinharath: And then she heads north.
18   10
STEALTH (9)
12   16
ARCANA (0)

(From Levinath): Jin is easily able to find a way to hide between the trees and other items in the darkness. Soon she is able to see the soft glow and magical energies to the North. She can sense a large number of humanoids in the area surrounding the magical source. Approaching closer she sees a single arch with a massive swirling black and green mass of energy inside it. As she watches, a shadow monster appears through the swirling magic.

(To RakFu): Telepathy with
Wolfe: Jin is easily able to find a way to hide between the trees and other items in the darkness. Soon she is able to see the soft glow and magical energies to the North. She can sense a large number of humanoids in the area surrounding the magical source. Approaching closer she sees a single arch with a massive swirling black and green mass of energy inside it. As she watches, a shadow monster appears through the swirling magic.

Jinharath: Jin relays the information back to wolfe, and holds her position to watch for the moment. She looks for signs of the woman in black from earlier.

Levinath (GM): Jin can see her standing right next to the portal. She too, looks healthier than when she disappeared.

Euron: Euron hangs his mace back on his belt and keeps his eyes open for anything out of the ordinary.

Wolfe: Wolfe gestures for the others to slow down, whispering quietly. "Jin says there's a bunch of people closer by -a big black and green portal, and a giant shadow monsters."

Jinharath: Jin adds to her communication to
Wolfe: //The cleric's enemy is here as well, and looks healed.//

Wolfe: "Your girlfriend is here, too, Euron."

Levinath (GM): 18 hooded figures and Euron's girlfriend.

Euron: Euron slows down, but makes a face when Wolfe refers to the female.
"I have never had dinner with that woman."

Wolfe: Wolfe barely contains a laugh, instead it comes out as a snort that makes him hold a hand to his mouth.

Levinath (GM): The figures are set in a perimeter, clearly waiting on your assault. They look around into the darkness, occasionally seeming to lay their eyes directly on you, but then move on.

Jinharath: Jin creeps back to where the party is waiting.
"They appear to be on alert," she says from beside Wolfe.

Wolfe: Wolfe jumps up and nearly freaks out. "Hey, hey that's not nice!"
"Don't do that garbage to an old man."

Jinharath: Jin frowns, confused. "I just saw you cut down giant toads and evil cultists. You feign fragility now?"

Euron: Euron also nearly jumps, but narrowly avoids it.

Jinharath: "It is good practice to keep one's guard up," she says, dismissing the matter.

Wolfe: "It's different."

Jinharath: "We need a plan of attack. There are too many to assault from an expected angle."

Wolfe: "Any ideas?"

Jinharath: Jin considered it for a minute.

Dr. Wicker: "Too bad we can't just... ask her what she is doing."

Jinharath: "We... could," she said, slowly.
"I could attempt to communicate with her telepathically. Perhaps she would send some hostiles into the woods to find us. It may split them up some..." she said, clearly thinking aloud.

Wolfe: "Not a bad idea. If they're set up like that they know we're coming anyway."

Euron: "It may. It would also split their forces enough for us to deal with them...if it came to a fight." Euron said.

Jinharath: "And who knows.. maybe she will actually speak, instead."
"though given her ardor earlier, that seems unlikely."

Euron: But Euron would rather be safe than sorry...and casts a spell on himself."

Jinharath: "Should I taunt some of the underlings first, to sow confusion?" she asks the group, knowing tactics isn't her strong suit.

Wolfe: "Can't hurt."

Jinharath: Jin casts an illusion on herself, and seems transformed into an image of the black-robed paladin. She shrugs with a sideways grin at the others, and repeats: "Can't hurt."
She then sneaks back to the north
Disguise Self
illusion 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Self
Target: Self
Components: V, S
Duration: 1 hour
You make yourself—including your clothing, armor, weapons, and other belongings on your person—look different until the spell ends or until you use your action to dismiss it. You can seem 1 foot shorter or taller and can appear thin, fat, or in between. You can’t change your body type, so you must adopt a form that has the same basic arrangement of limbs. Otherwise, the extent of the illusion is up to you. The changes wrought by this spell fail to hold up to physical inspection. For example, if you use this spell to add a hat to your outfit, objects pass through the hat, and anyone who touches it would feel nothing or would feel your head and hair. If you use this spell to appear thinner than you are, the hand of someone who reaches out to touch you would bump into you while it was seemingly still in midair. To discern that you are disguised, a creature can use its action to inspect your appearance and must succeed on an Intelligence (Investigation) check against your spell save DC.

Wolfe: As Jin leaves, Wolfe takes a slow breath and turns to the last remaining friends he's got.
"That lady's weird."

Dr. Wicker: "Won't they notice she is afflicted with the strange condition?"
"She is courageous, though."

Wolfe: "Yeah, brave is something this group definitely has a lot of."
He smiles to both of them, trying to lighten the mood. "All things considered - so far, so good?"

Jinharath: Jin creeps back to the brush nearby the shadowy portal and its ritual arcanists. She picks one on the western side of the grouping, and reaches out for his mind. "We are coming for you," she warns him. "By the time you see our torches to the west, it will be too late for you."

Cultist: "Who's it?!" The man shouts out and looks around.

Jinharath: Assuming she can, she then picks a cultist on the opposite side of the circle and gives him a similar message, indicating an approach from the east.
And to then to the south.
Only then does she reach out to the paladin. "Why are you doing this? What can you gain from enslaving the sleeping?"

Cultist: "They are coming from the west!" "They are coming from the east!" "No! To the south!" The seem to spread out in the area looking about. Others look around, confused by the sudden outbursts.

Jinharath:
8   15
PERCEPTION (7)

Akadi: She says something to the group of cultists before she responds inside Jin's head.
"The death of this world and the rise of a new one." The cultists begin fanning out.

(From Akadi): "What do you hope to accomplish here? It cannot be stopped, it has already taken root on this land. It will be consumed by darkness and my master will come for what he seeks."

Akadi: She draws her weapon and walks around the portal. "Find them, they must be close!" Half the cultists disappear in all directions into the wood.

Jinharath: Jin backs up slowly as the cultists begin fanning out, and resumes taunting the cultists nearest her.
And then she stretches to the extent of her range and sends similar messages to those moving in the other directions, trying to spread them out further.

Dr. Wicker: "We should prepare."

Wolfe: "I'm always prepared."

Cultist: "Get out of my head witch!" Yells one of them.

Jinharath: She'll lure some cultists a good couple hundred feet away from the portal, until it's likely that the party can hear them shouting.

Dr. Wicker: The doctor will pull on the drawstrings of her coat, causing her jetpack to fold out of seemingly nowhere. She then taps a button on her chest and from it forms out metallic plates that click and clack until the form over her body. She kind of looks a little like a steampunk ironman/pepper potts thingamajigger...
((7 psi, Bestial Tranformation - Flight & Tough Hide (+2 to AC) ))
(( When you use this ability, you can choose one or more of the following effects. Each effect has its own psi point cost. Add them together to determine the total cost. This transformation lasts for 1 hour, until you die, or until you end it as a bonus action.))

Jinharath: Jin will then cast Hunter's Mark on the cultist near her, and attempt to sneak up on him to attack.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes widen at what Cat just did, thoroughly impressed, even if he has no idea how she did it. "Well.. uh... yeah that looks like more preparation than I swing my sword." he flashes a quick smile to the young Doctor and draws his blade.
"Nice, Cat."

Dr. Wicker: Iron-Doc's armor releases some hissing between plates as they lock into place. There's a soft warble as the turbines of the jetpack come online.

Cultist:
14
INITIATIVE (2)
17
INITIATIVE (8)
4
INITIATIVE (3)
19
INITIATIVE (1)
20
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe
Initiative
Dark Cultist
Initiative: 16

Cultist:
Initiative
Dark Cultist
Initiative: 15
Initiative
Dark Cultist
Initiative: 17
Initiative
Dark Cultist
Initiative: 3

Wolfe: Wolfe comes running out from behind one of the large stones, suddenly letting out a whirling scream that's very Han-Solo-ish before he leaps through the air and delivers a big two-handed chop at the cultist in front.
20
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
16
slashing
7   20
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
26
Slashing

Cultist: The half orc nearly cleaves him in half.

Jinharath: Jin draws her swords and cuts into the cultists from behind.
17   18
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
12
Piercing
29   14
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
14 + 3
Piercing
23   16
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
12
Piercing
13   14
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
13
Piercing
rolling 5d6
(6+4+4+3+1)= 18

Jinharath: rolling 1d8
(6)= 6

Cultist: 78

Jinharath: Silent and hidden, Jin cuts cleanly through the spine of the nearest cultist, ending him before the battle had truly begun.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods in approval as Jin kills something for the first time.
GIZMO-5: Gizmo lights up the target with phosphorous paint with a Help action for Doc.
hash tag neon birdshit

Cultist: The cultist manages to pull his blade and swing at Wolfe.
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 22 | 27
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 26 | 13
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 24 | 18
Damage: 10slashing + 5necrotic
Damage: 10slashing + 5necrotic

Cultist:
Damage: 11slashing + 5necrotic

Wolfe: 41

Cultist: The second one sees Jin cut down his buddy and follows after her.
Multiattack
Dark Cultist
The djinni makes three scimitar attacks.

Wolfe: Wolfe blinks in surprise as he's suddenly CUT UP by a SHADOW BLADE. "..OW! OW OW OW!" He backsteps some as blood flows from fresh wounds. "Damn, what good is this armor!?"

Cultist:
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 12 | 10
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 22 | 29
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 22 | 11
Damage: 7 + 3slashing + 4 + 2necrotic
Damage: 10slashing + 1necrotic

Euron: Euron surges forward to help Wolfe!
11
Healing
Higher Level Cast
7
Healing
Touch
Cure Wounds

Wolfe: Wolfe gives Euron the affirming nod meme.

Iron Doc: Incinerating the grass below her, she lifts off into the sky and invokes a tremendous disruption of magnetic energy.
Psychic Crush (7 psi). As an action, you create a 20-foot cube of psychic energy within 120 feet of you. Each creature in that area must make an Intelligence saving throw. On a failed save, a target takes 25 psychic damage and is stunned until the end of your next turn. On a successful save, a target takes half as much damage.

Cultist:
Intelligence
Dark Cultist
Ability: 18 | 16
Intelligence
Dark Cultist
Ability: 19 | 17

Iron Doc: (DC 17)
12.5 dmg

Iron Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Cultist: "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Iron Doc: (No)

Wolfe: The Cultist falls to the ground, blood gushing from his nose.
18   19
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
28
Slashing
4
13
Orcish Fury Crit Damage
Wolfe
19
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
10
slashing
11
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
12
slashing

Jinharath: Jin moves her hunter's mark to the remaining cultist, then tries to steal Wolfe's kill!
26   26
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
13
Piercing
26   16
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
10
Piercing

Wolfe: Wolfe quickly takes advantage of Cat's mental assault, decapitating the stunned cultist before rushing forward and delivering a quick slash across the back of the other one. He notices Wolfe's assault and sidesteps the rest, but falls prey to Jin's ferocity!

Jinharath: Jin shakes the blood off of her swords and nods in acknowledgement of Wolfe's tactics, a sly little grin seeming a touch out of place on her (still disguised!) face.
She kneels then and takes a look at the odd swords the cultists were wielding.

Wolfe: "Ow." He rubs at his side. "Those guys hit pretty hard. We better watch our step."

Levinath (GM): The magic on the swords fade quickly as the cultists die, leaving just scimitars. The cultists wear simple black robes with no distinguishing symbols.

Jinharath: After finding nothing salvageable, Jin stands. "We should hurry. The others may still be scattered enough to make use of the distraction."

Levinath (GM): Wolfe now finds himself wreathed in shadow tendrils as Jonias was.

Wolfe: "Alright, let's get goi..." He stops as he looks down at his body, noticing it's in Stage 2 Joniassen. "...Shit."

Jinharath: Jin's eyes widen some at the sight of Wolfe, then she nods. "Follow at a distance. I will see if I can lure more."

IronDoc™: She sweeps across, several feet in a hover. Her faceplate has her voice come out of in a weird way. "Giving them a chance to strike at all is dangerous."

Euron: "Then let's go and stop them. And save Wolfe. I'm not letting him be taken by the darkness."

Wolfe: Wolfe is trying, obviously, to remain calm. "What do you suggest?"

Jinharath: Jin stealths and tries to locate more scattered cultists.

(From Levinath): You can see that only six cultists remained with the paladin, the rest seem far fanned out.

Euron: "We've got to catch that woman and stop whatever this. She can tell me if it's some of kind of complex curse or if it's another form of magical malady."

IronDoc™: The faceless Doctor offers, "Maybe forceful interrogation of the blackguard on what this condition is?"
The IronDoc gives a thumbs up to Euron, as they had similar ideas.

Wolfe: Wolfe still keeps looking at Cat, wondering where she got all this armor from.

Jinharath: Jin sends back to
Wolfe: //The paladin remains at the ritual site, with six arcanists. The others seem to be out of range. Should we approach her, or try to track down the ones and twos?//

Euron: "The blades are accelerating this conditon.
"Wolfe, you need to be especially careful about getting hit."

IronDoc™: "Hit and run tactics, then?"

Wolfe: "There's six mages and the Paladin at the central site, she's sent the rest of her minions away. We can either ambush the minions on the way in, or go straight for her."

Jinharath:
26   19
PERCEPTION (7)

Wolfe: "Not a bad idea, yeah."

Euron: "I can attempt to silence the mages as I did before. It will disrupt their spell casting."

(From Levinath): "Kezef should have emerged. Perhaps the ritual was interrupted too soon by the interlopers. This portal must remain open at all costs."

Jinharath:
3   9
HISTORY (0)

Wolfe: "I think that'd be solid, as long as Cat and I can hurt them from afar."

Jinharath: Jin creeps back to the party.
And speaks from beside Euron. "Their portal must be stopped. They're trying to bring through someone called Kezef, but something is amiss."

Euron: "Kezef?" Euron repeats, thinking over what he knows...

Jinharath: "They believe the summoning may have been harmed by our efforts. We must move forward and set our work against the archway."

Euron:
8   23
RELIGION (5)
" Kezef the Chaos Hound was a powerful primordial and one of the Seven Lost Gods, feared by gods and mortals alike. "

Wolfe: "..The... lost god?"

Euron: "We cannot let them succeed. No matter what it takes. They'll bring the destruction of Faerun on us all with this madness."
"I've heard horrible things about this one. He was a unique being who roamed the Outer Planes constantly hunting the Faithful, which were the souls of those who had chosen to venerate one god above all others. He had no taste for the Faithless or the False, and was sickened by the taste of the spirits of the still-living. When Kezef destroyed one of the Faithful, the maggots that made up his pelt swarmed away from his jet-boned skeleton to devour the corpse. "

Wolfe: Wolfe nods slowly along, as if understanding. "And that's..bad, right?"

Jinharath: Jin shoots an odd look at Wolfe
"Is he related to this shadow... stuff?" she asks, gesturing to her transparent arm to Euron.

Wolfe: He looks over to Jin and shrugs. "It sounds bad?'

Euron: "This is a god of oblivion and entropy. Yes this is very bad."

Wolfe: "I don't know anything about Faerun gods."

IronDoc™: "These individuals should be exterminated."

Wolfe: "So they're fanatics to a crazy evil god."

Euron: "Bottom line: I'm very much in danger and you're likely safe from his hunger, my friend."

Jinharath: "But not from his zealots."

Wolfe: "I'm not really safe.." he gestured to himself. "I'm turning into a memory, here."

IronDoc™: "We will not let that happen, Mister Wolfe."

Euron: "His zealots have also failed to realize that they aren't safe from him, either."
"We have to stop them for their own good. And the good of Faerun."

Jinharath: "To the ritual circle then?" she asked, checking the rest of the party's agreement. "Approach via stealth or...?"

Wolfe: "As stealthily as we can. Go ahead and lead Jin, hopefully this shadow garbage I've got will help in that regard, at least."

Euron: "I'll silence the summoners. We...we have to bring down everyone else as hard as we can."

Jinharath: Jinharath nods and disappears into the darkness.
19   21
STEALTH (9)

Wolfe:
17
STEALTH (0)
Wolfe

Euron:
10   13
STEALTH (2)

IronDoc™:
21
STEALTH (3)

Levinath (GM): Most of the group remains undetected, but the poor guy in chain mail just can't manage to stay quiet.

Cultist: "To the south! I see the Cleric!"

Akadi: "Kill them."
GroupInit:
Doctor Wicker
4
Euron Sand
14
Jinharath
12
Wolfe
1
GIZMO-5
4

Jinharath:
19
INITIATIVE (8)

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

It is Dark Cultist's turn   

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath: While the paladin is commanding her minions to go after the rest of the party, Jinharath creeps up on her from behind!
23   23
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
12
Piercing
18   29
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
14 + 2
Piercing
19   27
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
15
Piercing
12   29
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
14 + 5
Piercing

Akadi: 62
Jin catches the paladin completely off guard.

It is Dark Cultist's turn   

IronDoc™: (( The enemy ...is ME! ))

Akadi:
Create Darkness
Dark Cultist
A 30-foot-radius, of swirling darkness magically forms on a point the cultist can see within 120 feet of it. The darkness lasts as long as the cultist maintains concentration. Any creature but the cultist that enters the whirlwind must succeed on a DC 18 Constitution saving throw or be restrained by it and take 16 necrotic damage. The cultist can move the whirlwind up to 60 feet as an action, and creatures restrained by the darkness move with it. The darkness ends if the cultist loses sight of it. A creature can use its action to try and free itself by succeeding on a DC 18 Con check. If the check succeeds, the creature is no longer restrained. He can repeat this damage as action.

IronDoc™:
Counterspell
abjuration 3
Casting Time: 1 reaction, which you take when you see a creature within 60 feet of you casting a spell
Range: 60 ft
Components: S
Duration: Instantaneous
You attempt to interrupt a creature in the process of casting a spell. If the creature is casting a spell of 3rd level or lower, its spell fails and has no effect. If it is casting a spell of 4th level or higher, make an ability check using your spellcasting ability. The DC equals 10 + the spell's level. On a success, the creature's spell fails and has no effect.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 4th level or higher, the interrupted spell has no effect if its level is less than or equal to the level of the spell slot you used.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

IronDoc™: "Spellcaster on the east side." she calls out as her targeting systems invoke countermeasures.

Euron: Euron speaks in Celestial, pointing at Akadi!
"Don't you run...from me."
Hold Person
enchantment 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small, straight piece of iron)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Choose a humanoid that you can see within range. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be paralyzed for the duration. At the end of each of its turns, the target can make another Wisdom saving throw. On a success, the spell ends on the target.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you can target on additional humanoid for each slot level above 2nd. The humanoids must be within 30 feet of each other when you target them.

Akadi:
Wisdom
Akadi
Ability: 5 | 6

IronDoc™: (+0?)

Euron: Euron closes his fist and feels her held in place.

Turn   

Akadi:
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 12 | 15
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 29 | 19

IronDoc™: "Here they come!"

Akadi:
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 27 | 22
Damage: 9 + 3slashing + 4 + 2necrotic
Damage: 6slashing + 2necrotic
26

Euron:
15   24
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)
21   17
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

Turn   

Akadi:
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 19 | 27
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 20 | 12
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 24 | 19
Damage: 10slashing + 3necrotic
Damage: 9slashing + 2necrotic
Damage: 8slashing + 3necrotic

Akadi: 35

Euron:
15   19
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)
14   6
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)
5   12
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

It is Akadi's turn   

Akadi: "What?!"
"You you die for that!"
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 26 | 14
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.

Jinharath: "I I welcome you trying!" Jin sneers back, as though amused.

Akadi:
Damage: 6bludgeoning

Jinharath: "I don--OW!"
7   10
STRENGTH SAVE (3)

Akadi: She kicks Jin in the gut and knocks her to the ground. Then she draws her weapon from her back.
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 16 | 23
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 11 | 20
Damage: 8bludgeoning
Damage: 14bludgeoning

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

IronDoc™:
Detonation
evocation 3
Casting Time: One action
Range: 120 ft
Target: 20 ft radius
Components: M (Mastery of Fire)
Duration: Instantaneous
As an action, you create a fiery explosion at a point you can see within 120 feet of you. Each creature in a 20-foot-radius sphere centered on that point must make a CON saving throw DC17, taking 31 fire damage and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

5 psi points spent.
Add +2 damage if fire focused

Akadi:
Constitution
Dark Cultist
Ability: 26 | 18
Constitution
Dark Cultist
Ability: 25 | 21

IronDoc™: 1.9375
(wtf..)
15.5
She converts 5 pp into a 3rd level spell slot as a bonus action.

IronDoc™ ---- End of Turn ✔✔

IronDoc™: A missile fires up into the sky and drops into the center near the portal, letting out a concussive shockwave followed by a fireball.
((btw does that hurt the portal?))

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

IronDoc™: (You forgot the Cultist too)
(one of them)
GIZMO-5: Gizmo helps wolfe.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Akadi:
Constitution
Dark Cultist
Ability: 7 | 12

Turn   

IronDoc™: (Correct)

Akadi:
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 15 | 10
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 10 | 14
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 17 | 18

It is Dark Cultist's turn   

Akadi: The other cultist comes from around the corner and fires two bolts of darkness as the Doc!
25   25
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
23   24
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
13
Necrotic Damage
10
Necrotic Damage

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

IronDoc™: (( Did the explosion affect the portal?))

Akadi: ((Negative))

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 10 temporary HP.   
25   15
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
25 + 3
Slashing
13   12
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
23
Slashing
25   13
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
21 + 11
Slashing
9   21
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
21
Slashing

IronDoc™: "Mister Wolfe, be careful!" she calls out, distracted enough to be rocked by magical bursts against her form.

Turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe appears out of the darkness, yelling out a HASAKIIIIII!!! as he unleashes a whirlwind of sword-slashes, sending limbs and blood flying everywhere.

Akadi:
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 20 | 13
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 10 | 18
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 21 | 12
Damage: 7slashing + 6necrotic
Damage: 6slashing + 6necrotic
Round 2

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Jinharath: Jin stands up.
As she does so, she grumbles the word of power for a spell.
A spirit of healing manifests around her, embracing her even as she lifts her swords and goes after the paladin.
Healing Spirit
conjuration 2
Casting Time: 1 bonus action
Range: 60feet
Components: V, S
Duration: Concentration Conc up to 1 min
You call an intangible spirit to a cubic 5-foot space you can see. Until the spell ends, when you or a creature you can see moves into the spirit's space for the first time on a turn or starts its turn there, you can cause the spirit to restore 1d6 hit points to that creature, no action required. The spirit can't heal constructs or undead.

As a bonus action, you can move the spirit up to 30 feet to a space you can see.

At Higher Levels: The healing increases by 1d6 for each slot level above 2nd.
rolling 2d6
(5+5)= 10
11   22
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
15
Piercing

Jinharath:
24   19
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
15
Piercing

Jinharath 's turn has ended!
It is Dark Cultist's turn   

Akadi: The conterspelled cultist seems annoyed with the doc, but fires at Euron.

Akadi:
18   20
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
23   17
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
12
Necrotic Damage

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Levinath (GM): Shadows wreath Euron's translucent form.

Euron: 20
Healing
60 Feet
Mass Cure Wounds

It is Akadi's turn   

Levinath (GM): "Time to die, gnat."
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 29 | 26
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.
Damage: 1bludgeoning

Jinharath:
13   6
STRENGTH SAVE (3)

Levinath (GM):
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 15 | 12
Make an Example
Akadi
Target a creature within 5 feet who must make a DC 17 Strength saving throw. On a failure, a target takes 14 (2d8+4) bludgeoning damage. If it is Large or smaller, it is also grappled (escape DC 17). Until this grapple ends, the target is restrained and unable to breathe. Next turn they begin to Asphyxiate.

If a creature dies or is knocked unconscious in this fashion all allies within 60 feet must make a DC17 Wisdom saving throw or be frightened for one minute.

Jinharath:
16   9
STRENGTH SAVE (3)

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

IronDoc™:
Transposition (3 psi). If you haven't moved yet on your turn, choose an ally you can see within 60 feet of you. As a bonus action, you and that creature teleport, swapping places, and your speed is reduced to 0 until the end of the turn. This ability fails and is wasted if either of you can't fit in the destination space.

IronDoc™: I drop
15

Levinath (GM): 6 fall damage.

IronDoc™:
IronDoc™ ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Jinharath:
22   12
CONSTITUTION SAVE (2)
GIZMO-5: Help Doc.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Akadi: As her mirror image disappears. "Ahhh, you will die for impersonating me. Witch."

Akadi:
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 21 | 26
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 23 | 10
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 10 | 29

Akadi:
Damage: 7slashing + 4necrotic
Damage: 7slashing + 1necrotic

It is Dark Cultist's turn   

Jinharath: The awful paladin kicks Jinharath to the ground once more, only to lift her back up by the throat, choking her! For a terrifying few seconds Jin can do little to fight it, until the world suddenly shifts around her. She blinks, and the next thing she knows she's sucking in deep gulps of breath on the other side of the field.

Euron: "Is that all you've got!"

Akadi:
26   14
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
15   14
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
20
Necrotic Damage

IronDoc™: The Iron Doc just says... "I don't know what you are talking about, Miss Blackguard."

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Euron: The blast hits Euron and the Priest's expression goes slack...

Wolfe:
Hero's Charge
Wolfe Other: Special Boon
You may expend your reaction and second wind to immediately move up to 1.5 times your movement to an ally who has fallen unconscious. Upon reaching the target you heal them with your second wind plus an additional 1d4 + 1 for each attack of opportunity you received while moving.

You may only use this boon once per long rest.

Euron: Euron drops to his knees as Death Ward kicks in!

Wolfe:
18   21
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
23
Slashing
9   18
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
28
Slashing
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 10 temporary HP.   
Round 3

It is Jinharath's turn   
phinn

Wolfe: As the Dark Cultists focus fire on Euron and Jin gets teleported beside him, Wolf lets out a savage yell as he cuts another cultist in half.

Jinharath: Once she has her wits about her again, Jinharath lunges past Euron to attack the cultist assaulting him.
12   29
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
11 + 1
Piercing
24   14
20
ShortSword (FE) (+9)
10
Piercing
22   29
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6 + 1
Bludgeoning
17   29
Self
Unarmed Strike (+9)
6 + 1
Bludgeoning
(-1 Ki)

Jinharath 's turn has ended!

Akadi: The cultist nearly falls from Jin's attacks but is still standing.

It is Dark Cultist's turn   

Akadi:
13   15
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
12   28
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: Euron growls and pulls his mace, swinging Lightbring at the Cultist who has injured him!
9   26
5 Feet
Lightbringer (+7)
8
Bludgeoning
  6
Radiant
 
It is Akadi's turn   

Akadi:
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 19 | 17
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.
Damage: 4bludgeoning

Jinharath: Jinharath turns, suddenly realizing something. "Where is the doctor?"

IronDoc™:
Shield (Staff)
abjuration 1
Casting Time: 1 reaction, which you take when you are hit by an attack or targeted by the magic missile spell
Target: Self
Components: M (2 staff charges)
Duration: 1 round
An invisible barrier of magical force appears and protects you. Until the start of your next turn, you have a +5 bonus to AC, including against the triggering attack, and you take no damage from magic missile.

Akadi:
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 13 | 24
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 24 | 26

IronDoc™: 24 ac
Yes

Akadi:
Damage: 17slashing

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

IronDoc™:
Bestial Claws (1-7 psi). You manifest long claws for an instant and make a melee weapon attack against one creature within 5 feet of you. On a hit, this attack deals 1d10 slashing damage per psi point spent.
((7 psi))
14

IronDoc™: 14
And fly... AO proc

Akadi:
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 17 | 14
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.

IronDoc™:
18
Staff of Defense (+10)
13
bludgeoning
  2
psychic
25' up

IronDoc™ ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Turn   

Akadi:
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 26 | 15
Damage: 11slashing + 1necrotic

Levinath (GM): Euron is cut down.

Wolfe:
Fighting Spirit
Wolfe Class: Samurai/3rd Level
Starting at 3rd level, your intensity in battle can shield you and help you strike true. As a bonus action on your turn, you can give yourself advantage on all weapon attack rolls until the end of the current turn. When you do so, you also gain 5 temporary hit points. The number of hit points increases when you reach certain levels in this class, increasing to 10 at 10th level and 15 at 15th level.

You can use this feature three times. You regain all expended uses of it when you finish a long rest.
Hero's Charge
Wolfe Other: Special Boon
You may expend your reaction and second wind to immediately move up to 1.5 times your movement to an ally who has fallen unconscious. Upon reaching the target you heal them with your second wind plus an additional 1d4 + 1 for each attack of opportunity you received while moving.

You may only use this boon once per long rest.
20

Levinath (GM):
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 21 | 21

Euron: "I will not join you while I still draw breath!" Euron gasps.

Levinath (GM):
Damage: 8slashing + 1necrotic
Blades of Darkness
Dark Cultist
Attack: 17 | 22
Damage: 7slashing + 1necrotic

It is Dark Cultist's turn   

Levinath (GM):
Lightning Bolt
evocation 3
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: Self (100-foot line)
Target: Self (100-foot line)
Components: V, S, M (A bit of fur and a rod of amber, crystal, or glass)
Duration: Instantaneous
A stroke of lightning forming a line 100 feet long and 5 feet wide blasts out from you in a direction you choose. Each creature in the line must make a Dexterity saving throw. A creature takes 8d6 lightning damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one. The lightning ignites flammable objects in the area that aren’t being worn or carried.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 4th level or higher, the damage increases by 1d6 for each slot above 3rd.
25

IronDoc™ has no reaction to help.

Jinharath:
20   16
DEXTERITY SAVE (9)

Wolfe:
9
DEXTERITY SAVE (1)
Wolfe

Euron:
19   20
DEXTERITY SAVE (2)

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Euron: Euron feels the breath of life return to him...only to be snuffed once more with a flash of lightning.

Wolfe:
26
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
19
slashing

Euron: Euron falls, landing on his face in the dirt.

Wolfe:
26
Shokan (+10)
Wolfe
11
slashing
Round 4

End Session 53
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on March 02, 2019, 11:30:16 AM
Session 54

Westra:  For months, Westra had been trying to make sense of a world turned upside-down. When she'd first returned to Neverwinter with the rest of the Watch, she hadn't realized how much things had changed, nor how strange those changes were. It was only in the following days - after the rest of the Watch had dispersed to tend to their own affairs - that Westra had realized that something was terribly, terribly amiss. She'd accepted her proverbial lashes from Neverember for having not gone to Luskan as promised, and while holding down menial guard duties she worked to try and uncover the extent of the changes made to the history of Neverwinter. Tensions with Luskan increased, but Westra wasn't permitted to leave her duties to attempt to address or resolve them. Now, however, Neverember himself had been abducted out of his quarters, and Black Claw cultists had attacked the city in broad daylight! It was the death of the beloved Bishous Ironheart that finally snapped the last threads of loyalty the paladin bore towards her sworn duties in the city guard. No one in Neverwinter was getting matters resolved, but Westra knew of one party that could make a difference. When Cullen informed her that the Watch had returned and headed north, Westra packed her things and headed after them.
Law and order only carried a noble soul so far. Sometimes, she reasoned, doing the right thing was more important than following the rules.
She rode hard, knowing she was well behind the party. By the time she found them through the foreboding darkness, the situation seemed an ominous one. Father Sand and a woman Westra didn't recognize lay fallen, and Wolfe and the Doctor battled dark-robed cultists and a woman armored in black. In the midst of them all was a portal contained in an archway, a dark and bleak landscape folded in its depths.
"Not today," she growled to herself, determined that no more would be lost to these foul fanatics. She knelt at Euron's side, and summoned the holy light of Helm to heal the cleric's wounds. "Your work is not yet finished, Father Sand," she told him, before rising to her full height. She turned her head towards the portal and the cultists nearby it, and she stamped the butt of her halberd on the ground before her, a surge of will causing the blade at its head to burst into celestial light.

Westra:
"Flee now evildoers, or meet thy doom!" she shouted, before lunging off towards the nearest cultist.
((Lay on Hands to Euron for 50 hp))

Levinath (GM): As Westra send's Helm's holy magic into Euron, Jin's body fades into black mist and disperses into the air.
Westra Goldbrook 's turn has ended!

Wolfe: "...What the!?" Wolfe yells out as he hears out Westra's voice, turning toward the source.
"...Westra!?"

Black Hand Cultist: The remaining cultist sees Euron healed again. "Stay down, damn you!"
18   26
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)
15   18
120 feet
Eldritch Blast (+9)

Euron: Euron felt his life slipping away. And then....he was awake and alive! He opened his eyes to find the last person he expected standing over him.
"Helm is good....all the time."

IronDoc™: "Oh, I think you are in for it now." says the doctor towards Akadi once spying the paladin riding into save the day.

Euron:
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.
-End turn-

Akadi: Akadi growls as the Doc flys out of her reach. She hefts her weapon, placing it back on her back. "I will retrieve Kezef myself and bring him to end you."

Akadi: And she walks through the portal.

Levinath (GM): The soft picture of grey landscape ripples as the woman disappears into the portal.

IronDoc™:
18
ARCANA (9)
"She went in." calls the robo-armored flying ...thing
"Get clear, Mister Wolfe. I am going to try to destroy the containment focusing structure!"
She will ready an action to blow away the stones when finishes a movement away.

Wolfe: Wolfe is just kind of confused. Is it destiny? Fate? Merely some sort of strange coincidence? Nevertheless suddenly it is the Watch reunited again. He watches the source of leadership among the evil bastards just walk into the ominous portal. He takes a deep breath and weighs matters for a moment in thought.
"..This is a bad idea." He says to himself. "A terrible idea.." He says, more concretely.
And then Cat calls out while in the air that she wants to destroy the portal...
"...Ah... that's probably wise..." He says after a moment of consideration.

IronDoc™ ---- End of Turn ✔✔
GIZMO-5: Gizmo lands on a treebranch and looks on.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Wolfe: Wolfe moves back to act in a defensive place of Father Sand and then.. HANDAXES!
14
20/40
Hand Axe (+9)
Wolfe
8
slashing
24
20/40
Hand Axe (+9)
Wolfe
6
slashing
1

IronDoc™: Aiming at the weakest point of the portal structure, she fires a missile into the air that swirls about, leaving a trail of smoke until it collides with the target.
Detonation (5 psi). As an action, you create a fiery explosion at a point you can see within 120 feet of you. Each creature in a 20-foot-radius sphere centered on that point must make a Constitution saving throw, taking 7d6 fire damage and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

Levinath (GM): 40

Levinath (GM): 67

Levinath (GM): The explosion sends rocks reigning down for fifty yards around the structure and the stone is blasted apart. The portal ripples and stretches as it container is blown apart.

Wolfe:
21
DEXTERITY SAVE (1)
Wolfe

Levinath (GM):
Dexterity
Dark Cultist
Ability: 11 | 6

IronDoc™: "Tarnation!"

Euron: "Westra, it's good to see you! You're a sight for sore eyes." Euron said, ignoring the shadowy effect now setting into his skin.

Levinath (GM): Energy ripples into the portal but seems to be bounce back out in an explosive blast around. Wolfe takes 10 damage from the energy as it radiates back out and the cultist closer to the portal is knocked prone. After several moments, the shimmering circle steadies and remains.

Westra:
8
ARCANA (0)

IronDoc™: "It must be self sustaining from the other side!"

Westra:  Westra raises an arm to shield her eyes as the portal's container is blasted apart, then eyes the thing with uncertainty. "What manner of strangeness is this?" she murmured. Euron's comment draws her eye, and she nods to him. "Father Sand. It's good to see you as well--" she starts to say, though the state of him causes her visible concern. "What ails you, father?"

Westra Goldbrook 's turn has ended!

Wolfe: "Cat, what is this weird bullshit!?"

Levinath (GM): The cultist steadies himself and seems to look around at all his dead buddies for the first time...he has to go...into the portal.

Westra:  "Wolfe. Eloquent as ever."

Euron: "I've been cut with one of these cultist's blades. The effect has already claimed two of our number. Jonias and Jinharath, who was just here. Wolfe is afflicted as well."

Wolfe: "Fuck this!"
Wolfe runs in and leaps into the portal.

Euron: "WOLFE!"

Westra:  Westra laughs. "Of course..."

Euron: "By Helm's beard!"

IronDoc™: Activating afterburners, the IronDoc™ instinctively blasts off towards the portal.

Westra:  "Westra is smiling when she looks to the cleric. She gestures towards the portal. "Shall we, Father?"

Euron: "We shall!"

Levinath (GM): Sickness overtakes you for a moment as your head spins. You find youselves on your hands and knees in a world of greys.

Levinath (GM): The world seems drowned in twilight with colors void across the land. Black towers of stone and massive trees and mountains raise from the dark land. Before you stands the woman in black armor, wrapped in dark energies, her eyes now pure black.

IronDoc™: Claustraphobia and nausea set in such a fashion, causing the Iron Doc to slap the side of her head cause her faceplate to retract.
The fresh air is not all that better.

Akadi: "I did not think you had the stomach to challenge me here."

Euron: "You should really stop doing that. Thinking. It's not paying off for you."

Akadi: "Bold....but foolish."

IronDoc™: "What is this? The Gray Wastes?"

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over the strange shadowy terrain, not certain of where he'd just leapt into. In his own religion this looked like the land of the dead - the honorless, the purposeless, those whose existence was proven unworthy. He steeled himself against his feear and took a slow breath in the dark land.

IronDoc™: She takes a deep breath and flicks down her iron face plate, then aims her fist in a direction of a crystal. "What happens if I interrupt that crystal generator?"

Westra:  Westra looks around with grim resolve on her face, then focuses on the dark-clad woman. "Who are you, and what do you stand to gain from your treachery?"

IronDoc™: "She wants to bring some ravenous entity to the prime."

Akadi: "You have arrived in the shadowfell and where you will become one of my pets, or if you are lucky enough, a meal for the great Kezef." Behind Akari a group of shadow monsters pace back and forth.

Euron: "You, like your master, will fail. Turn aside from this path. Give up now and you can still atone."

Westra:  "I think not," Westra says, resolutely. "Surrender now, and you may know mercy."

Wolfe: "Nobody's gonna be lunch today, lady." The Samurai says with grim resolve. "But I'll let you meet your god!"
GroupInit:
Doctor Wicker
10
Euron Sand
17
Wolfe
14
GIZMO-5
12
Westra Goldbrook
6

Wolfe:
16
INITIATIVE (0)
Wolfe

Akadi: "Kill them, my pets."

Euron:
Bless
enchantment 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 ft
Components: V, S, M (A sprinkling of holy water)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
You bless up to three creatures of your choice within range. Whenever a target makes an attack roll or a saving throw before the spell ends, the target can roll a d4 and add the number rolled to the attack roll or saving throw.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 2nd level or higher, you can target one additional creature for each slot level above 1st.

Levinath (GM): Black fire appears behind the woman, blocking the beasts from the group.

Euron:
Hold Person
enchantment 2
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 60 ft
Components: V, S, M (A small, straight piece of iron)
Duration: Concentration Up to 1 minute
Choose a humanoid that you can see within range. The target must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw or be paralyzed for the duration. At the end of each of its turns, the target can make another Wisdom saving throw. On a success, the spell ends on the target.
At Higher Levels. When you cast this spell using a spell slot of 3rd level or higher, you can target on additional humanoid for each slot level above 2nd. The humanoids must be within 30 feet of each other when you target them.

Shar: "Your master's desecration ends here Akadi!" A voice filled with deep sorrow calls out.

IronDoc™: O.O

Wolfe: "YEAH!"

Shar:
Wisdom
Akadi
Ability: 1 | 11

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 10 temporary HP.   
15   10
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
20
Slashing
1
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
21
Slashing
Wolfe leaps forward and delivers two quick slashes to her, though he notices she's tougher here.

It is Akadi's turn   

Shar:
Whirlwind (Recharge 4-6)
Akadi
Each creature within 5 yards make a DC 17 Strength saving throw. On a failure, a target takes 23 slashing damage and is flung up 20 feet away from Akadi in a random direction and knocked prone. If a thrown target strikes an object, such as a wall or floor, the target takes 5 bludgeoning damage for every 10 feet it was thrown. If the target is thrown at another creature, that creature must succeed on a DC 17 Dexterity saving throw or take the same damage and be knocked prone.

If the saving throw is successful, the target takes half the bludgeoning damage and isn't flung away or knocked prone.

 
IronDoc™: (yards?)

Westra:
Aura Of Protection
Class: Paladin Lvl 6 Always on
Whenever you or a friendly creature within 10 feet of you must make a saving throw, you/they gain a +4 bonus to the saving throw. You must be conscious to grant this bonus.
17
STRENGTH SAVE (8)

Wolfe:
13
STRENGTH SAVE (10)
Wolfe

Euron:
19   13
STRENGTH SAVE (2)

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Shar:
Initiative
Shar
Initiative: 8

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy
GIZMO-5: GIZMO, happy to see Westra hoots mechanically in her direction and Helps her with some target painting.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

IronDoc™: The Iron Doc's jet pack roars to life and lifts her up into the air, 25 feet. She then aims at the crystal to the south.
24
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+9)
7
Fire

Akadi: "He will consume you!"

It is Shar's turn   

IronDoc™:

Levinath (GM): The strange woman seems to pull the darkness into her form, channeling a spell.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra:
14
10 ft
Sun Polearm (+9)
15
Slashing
  1
Radiant
21
10 ft
Sun Polearm (+9)
11
Slashing
  4
Radiant
rolling 1d4
(3)= 3
6
Hunter's Mark
5
Hunter's Mark

Levinath (GM): 37

Westra:
22
Radiant
Divine Smite (3)
19
Radiant
Divine Smite (2)

Levinath (GM): Westra's attacks seem far more potent than Wolfe's.
Round 2

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

It is Akadi's turn   

Euron:
23
Healing
60 Feet
Mass Cure Wounds

Westra:  Westra's lip curls in a derisive snarl, and she slashes angrily at the creature before her

Euron: -End Turn-

Levinath (GM): The lady to the North unleashes a massive wave of energy on the other side of her black fire. Pure black darkness erupts and seems to melt the beasts it touches.
6
She swings her massive weapon around again.
Whirlwind (Recharge 4-6)
Akadi
Each creature within 5 feet make a DC 17 Strength saving throw. On a failure, a target takes 25 slashing damage and is flung up 20 feet away from Akadi in a random direction and knocked prone. If a thrown target strikes an object, such as a wall or floor, the target takes 1 bludgeoning damage for every 10 feet it was thrown. If the target is thrown at another creature, that creature must succeed on a DC 17 Dexterity saving throw or take the same damage and be knocked prone.

If the saving throw is successful, the target takes half the bludgeoning damage and isn't flung away or knocked prone.

 
Westra:
9
STRENGTH SAVE (8)

Wolfe:
27
STRENGTH SAVE (10)
Wolfe

Westra:  rolling 1d4
(3)= 3

Euron:
18   12
STRENGTH SAVE (2)
It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
19
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
22
Slashing
25
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
29 + 5
Slashing
11
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
22
Slashing
3
Wolfe unleashes a pair of quick, powerful blows to Akadi, though the last slash meets her weapon as she parries!

Levinath (GM): She turns to Wolfe and snarls. "He will hunt you."
Kezef's Brand
Akadi
The target must succeed in a DC 16 wisdom save or be branded with the mark of Kezef. A symbol of a maggot sears into the creature's wrist and glows with white energies. While branded, Akadi has vision on the target and can teleport to them as a bonus action. Only one target may be branded at a time, though the scar of the brand remains indefinitely.

Wolfe:
23
WISDOM SAVE (6)
Wolfe

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy
GIZMO-5:
Help (Action) - Diversion Protocol #11
GIZMO
Aid a friendly creature in attacking a creature within 5 feet of you. Feint, distract the target, or in some other way team up to make your ally’s Attack more effective.
If your ally attacks the target before your next turn, the first Attack roll is made with advantage.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔
GIZMO-5: (Westra)

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: Wolfe snarls in samurai determination as he resists the magic of the evil woman!

Euron:
20   19
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)
23   10
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

IronDoc™:
12
120 ft
Fire Bolt (+9)
On the crystal
10
Fire

Levinath (GM): The crystal explodes.

Wolfe: "Good job, Cat! We'll keep this witch busy!"

Levinath (GM): She swings her weapon at Wolfe.
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 24 | 29
Damage: 16slashing + 4necrotic

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra:  Westra is thrown backwards into the remains of the portal's frame, and hits the ground with a grunt. She pulls herself back to her feet, and swings again at Akadi.
26
10 ft
Sun Polearm (+9)
14
Slashing
  6
Radiant
23
10 ft
Sun Plrm Bonus (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
  1
Radiant
10
10 ft
Sun Polearm (+9)
12
Slashing
  5
Radiant
13
Radiant
Divine Smite (3)

Levinath (GM): The woman again charges her dark powers at the beasts.

Westra:
6
Radiant
Divine Smite (2)

Levinath (GM): She kicks Wolfe as Westra lays into her back.
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 11 | 13
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.
Round 3

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron: Euron casts a spell!
13   19
60 ft
Spiritual Weapon (+9)
7
Force
25   27
5 Feet
Lightbringer (+7)
7 + 8
Bludgeoning
  5 + 4
Radiant

Euron: Euron strikes with his mace after conjuring Helm's Maul to attack Akadi!
"Be judged, Evil One!"

Akadi: She turns. "I have had it with you, Helmite."
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 18 | 23
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.
Damage: 4bludgeoning

Euron: "Stop trying to hit me and hit me!"

Levinath (GM): The lady lets out another blast of dark energy destroying the rest of the shadow monsters.

Wolfe: "Thattaboy, Father!"

Euron: -End Turn!-

Wolfe: "Also, thanks up there!"

It is Akadi's turn   

Akadi:
Kick
Akadi
Attack: 27 | 19
DC 17 Str save or be knocked prone.
Damage: 3bludgeoning

IronDoc™: "I think she is somehow using the corralled beasts to convert to her own power."

Euron:
20   4
STRENGTH SAVE (2)

Akadi:
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 30 | 25
Greatsword
Akadi
Attack: 29 | 25
Damage: 21 + 3slashing + 3 + 4necrotic
Damage: 17slashing + 3necrotic
51

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
25
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
25 + 3
Slashing
24
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
27
Slashing
13
Shokan GWM (+5)
Wolfe
29
Slashing
4

Euron:
6   21
CONSTITUTION SAVE (4)

IronDoc™: (wat about that insp card tho)

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy
GIZMO-5:
Help (Action) - Diversion Protocol #11
GIZMO
Aid a friendly creature in attacking a creature within 5 feet of you. Feint, distract the target, or in some other way team up to make your ally’s Attack more effective.
If your ally attacks the target before your next turn, the first Attack roll is made with advantage.
To Westra

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Doctor Wicker's turn   
Sixxy

IronDoc™:
Wind Stream
evocation 1
Casting Time: 1 action
Range: 30 x 5 ft
Target: Each creature in range
Components: M (Mastery of Air)
Duration: Instantaneous
You create a line of focused air that is 30 feet long and 5 feet wide. Each creature in that area must make a STR saving throw DC17, taking 3 bludgeoning damage per psi point spent and being knocked prone on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one.

1 psi points spent, 5 max.

Akadi:
Strength Save
Akadi
Save: 26 | 13

IronDoc™:

Akadi: "He will find you."

IronDoc™ ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Akadi: She send magic towards Euron.
Kezef's Brand
Akadi
The target must succeed in a DC 16 wisdom save or be branded with the mark of Kezef. A symbol of a maggot sears into the creature's wrist and glows with white energies. While branded, Akadi has vision on the target and can teleport to them as a bonus action. Only one target may be branded at a time, though the scar of the brand remains indefinitely.

Euron:
28   21
WISDOM SAVE (9)

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra:
27
10 ft
Sun Polearm (+9)
10
Slashing
  6
Radiant
13
10 ft
Sun Polearm (+9)
14
Slashing
  1
Radiant
21
10 ft
Sun Plrm Bonus (+9)
6
Bludgeoning
  6
Radiant
rolling 1d4
(2)= 2
2
Hunter's Mark
6
Hunter's Mark

Westra:  "ENOUGH!" Westra shouts when the creature once again turns her hateful magic towards the cleric. The paladin surges forward and brings her halberd down in a vicious slash that tears through Akadi's weakened armor and fells her.

Akadi: The woman falls to her knees. "I......" The massive weapon clangs to the ground and she turns to black wisps of smoke and fades into nothing.

Euron: "You chose the wrong path."

Westra:  "Indeed. You," Westra sneers softly, watching as the woman fades. She then turns to the other strange woman.

Euron: Euron is glad that the fight as over. He couldn't have taken another volley like that last one. His body aches.

IronDoc™: "Triumphant and serendipitous appearance, Miss Westra!" says the flying mechanical woman.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a deep breath and nods as he stands up fully, looking over to Westra. "Well, at least you got better at hitting stuff since Sunderwood."
He flashes a wide smile at the Paladin. "Glad to see you're alright. Do you remember us, still?"

Shar: The voice of the woman tears again at your hearts. Memories of all those lost to you flood your memories, surely at least a single tear would be shed by the coldest heart. "Heroes there is no time to celebrate, more come."

Westra:  "Doctor," Westra greets the woman with a nod. A small smile sneaks though, despite the grim circumstances. She looks to Wolfe to reply to him, but stops when Shar speaks.

Shar: As if on queue, more materialize from the darkness.

IronDoc™: "Nerts!"
She begins firing at the crystals.

Wolfe: "Too good to be true."

Westra:  She looks to the woman, and then to the beasts materializing around them.
She stammers, nearly overcome by sudden and gripping despair at the sight.

IronDoc™:

Euron: "Come closer, I'll heal you all!"

Wolfe: "...Oh..." The Samurai takes a slow deep breath. "I see."

IronDoc™:

Shar: Darkness envelops the group and a moment later they feel the same disorientation of passing through the portal. A brief second later their feet land on paved stone.

Wolfe: "Well... if this is where I die and make my last stand, at least it's with all of you." He nods to Westra, Euron, and the Doc in turn with a slow smile.
And then... darkness.

Westra:  Westra gasps at the sudden darkness, and then nearly stumbles as the world resets itself and she finds herself on pavement.

Shar: Several moments pass as your eyes adjust to the darkness. Wolfe and Euron seem to see easier. You find yourselves standing in the courtyard in front of a massive tower.

Euron: Euron says a prayer to Helm, seeing that the end has come. When the darkness comes, he's readying himself to go down swinging....and then nothing.

Shar: "Welcome to The Tower of Night, Faerunians."
Westra can tell her weapon is still glowing, but yet...produces no light.

Wolfe: The samurai looks winded, his eyes sweeping over the area with some uncertainty - a strange sight in a man normally certain of himself. He turns his attention to the woman who is speaking to them, acting as guide, ally, and guardian? "Who are you?"

Euron: Euron looks around. The...Tower of Night?"

Westra:  Westra struggles to see much of anything, though she looks about to try and find the source of that mournful voice.
5
RELIGION (0)

IronDoc™:
11
RELIGION (5)

Euron:
14   10
RELIGION (5)

Wolfe:
13
RELIGION (0)
Wolfe

Westra:  "My Lady, who are you? Your help is generous, but I must admit confusion. What is this place?"

Shar: Every time the woman speaks, you feel the loss of a loved on in your soul. "My home, deep in the Astral sea. Kezef's minions cannot reach us here. I believe your race knows me as the 'Lady of Loss', no?"

Westra:  The paladin pales, just a little.

Wolfe: "Uh. Isn't that... a Faerun Goddess?" Wolfe looks to Westra and Euron for confirmation.

Westra:  "An evil one," Westra whispers.

IronDoc™: Catriona doesn't know what the loss of a loved one feels like so it just feels like indegestion!

Euron: "Yes, that's correct." Euron said, someone stunned at what's transpiring.
"Yes, the Lady of Loss."

Shar: "My child, I am a goddess over more than Faerun." Her black eyes flip to Westra.

Wolfe: He turns and looks to Shar, having felt the cold loss of both his wife and his daughter, taking a deep breath. He takes a slow and deep breath. "Ah. Well. Uh. Thank you?"

Euron: "Why have you brought us here? Kezef threatens the realm."
"Do you have a way that we can defeat him?"

Shar: "I must confess, I am surprised your kind would dare venture to the Shadowfell. Kezef threatens every realm. He feasts on the flesh of gods and mortals alike."

Westra:  The lack of light in this place bothers Westra the longer she's immersed in the darkness. Her weapon, so radiantly bright moments before, struggles to even glow in this oppressive gloom. It, along with the knowledge of who was before her, made her less and less comfortable the longer they lingered.
Those she's lost weigh heavy on her heart and mind, and make it difficult to focus on the matter at hand.

Shar: "What did you hope to accomplish by following his lieutenant into the night? Four mortals cannot stop such a beast."

Westra:  But she tries.
"One of his fanatics was trying to give him entrance to the prime material plane," she explained, voice strangely dull.
"And we stopped her," she said, lifting her eyes to look towards the voice.

Wolfe: "Just had to stop the one summoning him. Not the God itself."

Euron: "Well, we couldn't let him come into our world. That is just as much folly as coming here. Maybe more."

Shar: "The Lost Gods have no need of portals to traverse the planes. If she has heralded him, he will likely come, though when I cannot say." It seems even more depressing that it normally would in her voice.

Wolfe: "...Then why would she even bother?"

Westra:  Westra frowns. "Surely there is something that can yet be done..."

Euron: "I will not accept that it is hopeless."
Even if he is standing before the Lady of Loss herself.

Shar: "She was a fool, set on destroying your realm. She had no devotion to the primodial only watching the worlds burn." He looked to Euron and a faint smile curled her dark lips. "He has Shadowlord in his grasp as we speak, and his beasts have overrun the Shadowfell. We felt Mystra's death much like you, and Kezef chose his time to attack precisely."

Wolfe: "So Kezef and his minions are what's been behind the Shadowfell merging more with the Material Plane?"

IronDoc™: "Oh so that explains the strange malivores... they are Kezef's spawn.."

Shar: "We have lost control over our plane, and his witch's portal and allowed the Shadowfell to begin to merge with the Material Plane. If Mask cannot be freed, both realms will be destroyed when the merger completes."

Euron: "Has this situation been encountered before? What can we do to turn them back? Or defeat him?" Euron asked

Wolfe: "Mask is...?"

IronDoc™: "A diety, Mister Wolfe."

Shar: "Gond, Tyr, and Mystra were able to cage him, for a millennia, but it takes much power to chain such a beast."

Westra:  Westra looks towards the others of the Watch, considering them each in turn. Wolfe and Euron all but blend into the darkness around them, and the realization draws a deeper frown.
"The infection caused by Kezef's spawn... can it be cured?" she asked, looking back towards Shar.

Shar: She looked into the distance and considered something before Westra broke her train of thought. "That is only influence of the shadowfell, not an infection." She raised a hand and drew the shadow energies off Euron and Wolfe.

Westra:  Westra blinked, as just that easily, Euron and Wolfe seemed to be restored.

Wolfe: Wolfe feels a rush of euphoria and gasps some from the sudden removal of darkness that had been merged with his being.

Westra:  "Thank you," she said, quietly, after a beat.

Euron: Euron gasps as the darkness is removed. He is relieved, but also saddened for Jonias and Jinharath, who did not make it this far.
"Thank you, Lady Shar."

Westra:  "Now. Do you believe there is aught we might do to help see Mask freed? Or is this matter beyond mortal ken?"

Shar: She looked at the determination on Euron's face. "I could distract Kezef, perhaps long enough for you to break the binding holding Mask. The two of us could banish him back to the abyss, purge the corruption of our plane, and stop the merger. The dog is an intelligent beast, he has bound Mask with magics that no deity can break, only by powerful mortals can the chains be broken."

Euron:
25   20
RELIGION (5)

IronDoc™: "But what if you are lying?"

Wolfe: "Couldn't we also get another God to help you?"

Shar: "Certainly, do you know many?"

Wolfe: "Well, how are we supposed to get to Mask, exactly?"

Shar: "I have defended these planes since the primordial attacked the worlds in the Dawn War sweet Child. I will continue to do so long after you join the astral plane."

Euron: "If Mask were freed, what guarantee do we have that he would actually aid us? Based on what I know, he could just as easily refuse to aid you."
"And go about his way."

IronDoc™: Cat's armor runs out of power and disengages. The metal panels fold away and the jetpack's minaturized turbines deactivate. The process takes seconds as the Iron-Doc suit returns to its stored compartments in her peacoat.

Shar: "Our plane is being ripped apart, we derive much of our power from our planes, it would be folly of Mask to deny aid to his own home." She smiled, which was even more depressing somehow. "He may already have lost an arm too. I hear the dog likes hands."

Wolfe: Wolfe winces at the thought of a god-eating dog biting his arm off.
Probably due to his presence nearby the Lady of Loss.

Westra:  "This Kezef..." she says, narrowing her eyes thoughtfully. "He has no control over time, does he?"

Shar: "Only that it does not affect him."

Wolfe: "We've noticed something weird."
"It is like the world changed on us."
"The four of us.." He gestures to the other members of the Watch. "Remember things differently than everyone else. We remember Tylmandra becoming Queen of Neverwinter, for instance. But we're told that never happened."

Westra:  "While you were all away, I tried to discern the extent of the changes. It seems that the alterations were centered around the summoning of the adventurers who would become the Regulators to Silverymoon. It now seems as though Lord Neverember never summoned them, and the changes they wrought in Neverwinter never occurred."

Wolfe: "...But why? Are they really that important?"

Euron: Euron falls silent to see if Westra and Wolfe can get more information about the state of the world from Shar.

Westra:  "I cannot say. It has obviously had an effect on Neverwinter but I do not know how far reaching the effect is outside of our city."

Shar: "Labelas Enoreth"

Wolfe: "....What?"

Westra:
17
RELIGION (0)

Shar: "The Lord of Continuum."
"God of time?"

Westra:  "Does he make a habit of affecting such changes on a whim?"

Shar: "No."
"He cares for no race other than elves."

Wolfe: "So we have someone else who's affecting time, or the Regulators specifically - but why weren't we affected?"

Westra:  It's hard to not be supremely discouraged but the lack of connection, the lack of explanation for all the strangeness of late. The plane here seemed an oppressive one, and it was difficult for the paladin to not be distracted by thoughts of all she'd already lost. Now, was the entire plane to be consumed as well?

Shar: "With Mystra's death, few mortals of power remain. I can sense the fortitude in you, perhaps you resist another power magic user's spell."

Wolfe: "Wait a minute."

Westra:  "The cultists who attacked the temple," Westra recalled aloud. "A mortal could perform such a feat?"

Wolfe: "Westra, do you remember that broad from the mines?"

Shar: "While I find your despair delicious, now is not the time for gluttony. I need you to focus."

Wolfe: "The weird one - the one we kind of rescued, and later showed up at the Spectator?"
"Who messed with the Forge?"

Euron: Euron looks to Westra and Wolfe for more information.

Wolfe: "Cat?"

Dr. Wicker: Cat retrieves her Phantasmitron and uses it to make a hologram of the woman they speak of. (Minor Illusion).

Levinath (GM): Jghara pops up on the hologram.

Westra:  "Yes. Jghara," Westra confirms, as though she knew the name all aloooong. "She does seem capricious enough to attempt such a thing, if the Regulators stood in her path at some point."

Wolfe: Wolfe didn't, that's why he called her 'that broad'.
"She wasn't really worried about us back then - but if she's somehow related to everything going on lately with this God-Eating-Dog and the timeline getting messed up, then we'll be someone she notices soon.
"

Westra:  "And she did speak as though she traveled through time. Spoke of 'this era' as bothersome...."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks to the Goddess, but only for a moment, as direct eye contact was a challenge back home. "So. Jghara and Mask somehow come into all of this? And it has to be Mask to help you stop this?"

Euron: "So we've been targeted by a God of Time in addition to having to battle this Kezef?"

Wolfe: "We couldn't go ask Euron and Westra's God for help, or would that cause even more problems because of your history?"

Dr. Wicker: "This conversation is.. um.. so unscientific..."

Shar: "I am not familiar with this Jghara. She let out a horrible horrible laugh. Somehow it sounded like a cry. The Watcher will not intercede."

Wolfe: "...Gotchya, yeah, I see your point, given his name..."

Westra:  "Where is Mask being held?"

Dr. Wicker: "I'm .. sorry. Shouldn't more ..uh.. important people... be handling this matter?"

Shar: "Talona, Sseth, or Zehir might be able to help, though I prefer not to interact with them....for obvious reasons."

Euron: "I don't know that there are any more important people, Doctor. Not to mention...we'd have to get them up to speed."
"Handling this ourselves at least ensures that we can see it through."

Dr. Wicker: (Thats not nice to call Westra that)
(( i mean wolfe)

Wolfe: Wolfe is waiting for Shar to answer Westra's question

Westra:  "What people, Doctor?" Westra asks, looking to the blonde. "The Regulators apparently do not exist at the moment, and if what she says is true," she paused to nod towards Shar, "then only mortals can free Mask. And I know of none more competent nor powerful than the brothers-at-arms standing here with me."
"Perhaps you most of all," she adds, with a little smile to the doc.

Shar: "He is being held in Banehold."

Euron: "That is an ominous name."

Westra:  "May I assume that is not a place on the material plane?"

Shar: "Its not as impressive as it sounds. Lava and caverns."

Wolfe: "Where is it?"

Shar: "Correct, it is in the outer planes. But traversing the planes is of no concern."

Wolfe: "Well, we're not exactly planeswalkers. How do we get there?"

Shar: She lets out a laugh, and your stomachs lurch.

Wolfe: Wolfe grabs at his belly.

Dr. Wicker: The hologram winks out and the device returns to her belt.

Shar: "Take a moment to catch your breath, I forget you mortals need time to recuperate."

Euron: Euron is still rather beat up. He attempts to heal himself.

Shar: She extenders her hands. "I am not as powerful here, but I can refresh your wounds." Black energies surround each of you, invigorating your. Everyone gains the benefit of a long rest.

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a deep breath as he feels exceedingly better!
End Session 54
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on March 29, 2019, 10:58:50 AM
Session 55

Dungeon Lord: The Watch finds themselves again in another realm, this one far different than the dark, colorless land of the Shadowlands. The scent of sulfur burns their noses and the dry hot air chaps their lips and burns their eyes. Before the group stands a cave with glowing runs around the entrance, the Dark Lady stands ahead of you at the entrance.

Wolfe: "Wait, you lost the Shadow Docs!?" Wolfe turns to Cat, her latest admission striking him as a thing to be concerned about.

Westra Goldbrook: "I am sorry for any loss you may feel, but honestly I cannot say that I mind if those... specters... are gone. They always struck me as something patently unholy."

Dr Catriona: "I think this is a conversation at a less... um.. inopportune time."

Shar:  Shar ignores the groups ramblings and looks at the runes sealing the cavern. "A simple enough warding incantation, I can break it, but the beast will likely be alerted."

Wolfe: "Bring it on. I prefer a straight fight."

Dr Catriona: "Uh.. aren't we supposed to avoid it?"

Shar:  "You cannot hope to battle him." She draws a blade of pure black energies. "I will attempt to keep him distracted."

Wolfe: Wolfe isn't sure he agrees, but just nods

Westra Goldbrook: "To be clear, then," Westra says, stepping towards Shar. "Our only goal here is to free his prisoner?"

Shar:  She nods. "Once he is free, we can bind and banish the beast back to the abyss from whence it has come."

Dr Catriona: "And indeterminable after effects to follow." she says, almost to herself.

Wolfe: He looks back to Cat and offers an almost imperceptible nod.

Euron Sand: Euron did not like this plan. It felt like there was something major missing, something that they should be seeing.
"How do we know that we can even break the spell holding Mask?"

Shar:  "I attempted to free Mask several days past, I was able to undo several of his bindings, but the beast, Kezef has placed an incantation that can only be broken by several powerful mortal spellcasters." She nods towards Euron, Cat, and Westra. "A a wry gambit. Mortals do not exist here, and naught but fools would venture to place such as this."

Westra Goldbrook: "Fools, or those brought by gods who do not bother with asking permission," Westra countered, wryly.

Euron Sand: "Yes. Naught but fools and gods." Euron said, wondering if there was a difference.

Westra Goldbrook: "But we are here, now," she said, before rolling her neck to crack it. "Let us see if we can end this threat to our land."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks at Westra, and Euron, wondering who the eff sasses a God.

Shar:  She doesn't seem to notice, or at least doesn't acknowledge. "Prepare yourselves." Coming from the Lady of Loss, a heavy weight of foreboding seems to accompany it.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra whispers a word of power, and casts a spell about herself.

Euron Sand:

Shar:  The Black Lady draws on dark energies, seeming to pull shadows from every corner within vision. A moment later she postures forward and dark energy shoots from her outstretched arm, hitting an invisible barrier at the cavern mouth. After several seconds a small puff of smoke appears and her energy ceases. Very anticlimactic. "The barrier is broken."

Euron Sand: Euron casts a spell on himself as well, just in case.

Westra Goldbrook: "Then let us proceed."

Wolfe: Wolfe draws his sword.

Dr Catriona: She dials the buttons of her peacoat to Iron-Doc it up. -2 pp

Wolfe: That catches a look from Wolfe, raising a bushy eyebrow. "Doc, you never cease to amaze."

Dr Catriona:

Shar:  Shar walks forward to the split in the tunnel, she seems unaffected by the dark. "His pets are here. I can sense him not far. You should go North."

Dr Catriona: Wolfe only gets a half smile for a split second before the face plate encloses over her youthful visage.
GroupInit:
Doctor Wicker
13
Euron Sand
7
Wolfe
13
GIZMO-5
17
Westra Goldbrook
10

Dungeon Lord: A howl that chills you to the very core echos down the halls of the cavern.

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc: Gizmo dodges.

It is Shar's turn   

Iron-Doc: (it looks different in the map)

Dungeon Lord:

Iron-Doc: "Where did she go?"

Dungeon Lord: She slides forward and dispatches one shadow beast. Its body falls limp and begins to smolder.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Dungeon Lord:

Wolfe:

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: Wolfe delivers a quick pair of slashes as he moves up to start clearing the way.

Iron-Doc: She creates a realistic holographic illusion in the distance, via the Phantasmitron!
A human knight type figure!

Iron-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Iron-Doc: Minor Illusion

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Iron-Doc: "That green atmospheric anomaly may have restorative effects to the malivores." says the robot lookin lady.

Wolfe: "What!?" Wolfe yells over his shoulder while fighting the Shadow Monsters. "Common!?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra follows, and starts to lay into one of the shadow beasts.
"It may... what?" she called over one shoulder, frowning

Iron-Doc: (yeah)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand: Euron calls first for the aid of Helm!

Iron-Doc: "That is so neat." says the tin canned scientist at Euron's weapon magic.

Wolfe: Wolfe nods in admiration of magic sword, because he likes them, after all.

Euron Sand: Then Euron moves forward,d drawing his mace and attacks the green mist!

Dungeon Lord: The mist seems to give no bother's to Euron as his mace passes through it sending it swirling.
Round 2

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Euron Sand: (end Turn)

Dungeon Lord:

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-5:
To Wolfe.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Shar's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

GIZMO-5: The clockwork owl wobbles as it makes due with the low ceiling, evading rock outcrops and such but still drops a phlorescent paint pellet that bursts against the shadow monster for Wolfe.

Wolfe:

Iron-Doc: (Advantage on the first)

Wolfe:
26
50
17

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc: She stomps forward, leaving tracks and aims he gauntleted arm.

Wolfe: Wolfe delivers a pummeling to the shadow monster in front, seeming revitalized by laying the smackdown on its candy ass!

Iron-Doc:

Iron-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord: The firebolt burns up the mist with a sizzle.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Iron-Doc: "Atmospheric anomaly, terminated."

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra swings again at the shadow beast nearest her, though the sudden gout of flame suddenly eating away the nearby fog surprises her and leaves her off-balance with her attacks.

Westra Goldbrook 's turn has ended!

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand: Euron moves toward the other shadow monster and attacks!
rolling 1d20 +9
(4)+9= 13
Round 3

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc:
Gizmo paints the target for Wolfe.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord: Another howl echos in the caverns. Everyone make a DC 14 Wisdom save.

It is Shar's turn   


Dungeon Lord: Westra steadies the group with her presence, though the Doc is a bit out of range. As the fear overtakes her, she catches sight of the paladin and feels Westra's inspiring presence steady her.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc:

Wolfe: The Samurai delivers three quick slashes, the first especially brutal thanks to GIZMO-5's insights!

Dungeon Lord:

Iron-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:
after the doctor's attack, Westra steps between her and the beast and attacks it.

Westra Goldbrook 's turn has ended!

Dungeon Lord: She strikes true on all three attacks.

Iron-Doc: Her servos whir and click as she advances to a proper position for a neural destabilization ray.

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand: "FOR HELM!"
Euron strikes at the shadow beast, one of the creatures responsible for the end of Jonias and Jinharath, and brings his mace down upon the creature's skull.
His spirit weapon slashes at the creature's flank and renders it destroyed. "Go back to the shadow from whence you came."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stands upright and pauses, watching in muted admiration as the cleric of Helm goes all THOU SHALT NOT on the beast's shadowy ass.

Dungeon Lord: The two beasts fall their bodies smoldering in the heat of the cavern. As they rest their black hide turns into short, rust-red fur and they become more canine like.
Round 4

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: Wolfe gives a solid nod as they dispatch the two sentries. "Good work. Let's get moving while the Goddess has bought us some time."

Westra Goldbrook: "Agreed."

GIZMO-5: Gizmo sees 3 bogies.
AND WORSE

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Westra Goldbrook: When Gizmo starts beeping and whirring, Westra pauses. She looks back towards the others, but can't see them in this blasted darkness.

Iron-Doc: "Unidentified large creature to the east...."
"And uh... three of the malivores to our north, clustered together."

Dungeon Lord: A huge mastiff with unearthly malevolent red eyes and a ratty tail is blasted back by a shadow bolt. Maggots teemed in his fur, which made the coat shift incessantly over barely covered sinews and bones. His flesh oozed like pus and his paws left burning prints in the ground that spread into pools of burning ichor in his wake. Pointed teeth glittered like daggers of jet in the light. His blood was a dark, corrosive, liquid ooze, and he radiated a pestilent aura of decay. The reek of a stench of ancient death fills your nostrils.
GroupInit:
Wolfe
16
Iron Doc™
20
Westra Goldbrook
8
Euron Sand
17
GIZMO-5
7

Wolfe: Wolfe takes a deep breath and resists the urge to cough, seeing the source of all of this insanity.

Iron-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Iron-Doc: The satellite dish expands from the Iron Doc's back and aims in a direction. Then it warbles the air with invisible thought distrupting psychic energy.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over at Cat and her sudden vibration-warefare, truly amazed.

Euron Sand: Euron whispers an incantation in Celestial and looks to Woolfe, Westra, and the Doctor.

Iron-Doc: "Nerts... I need to seriously recalibrate some things." Beat,. "Massive unidentified target remains..."

Wolfe: A Mario-Brothers sound comes from Wolfe when he becomes blessed with Helm's aid.

Euron Sand: Euron then moves into Westra's inspirational aura and he readies himself to deal with the eastern threat
It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Iron-Doc: "Incoming!"

Dungeon Lord: The shadow monster jumps at Euron.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is surprised by the sudden emergence of the beast from the darkness, and though she swings it it, she bears wide.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

It is Shar's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe walks up and kicks the dog in the ass to get its attention and then delivers a quick cross-slash across its back

Shar:  "Darkness take you abomination." She leaps towards the hound and several black daggers begin to swirl around her body, before they both disappear.

It is Spiritual Weapon's turn   
Gavin

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Shar:  4

Westra Goldbrook:

Shar:

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:
Westra takes a time out to fan Euron with her halberd.
rolling 1d4
(2)= 2
rolling 1d4
(1)= 1

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-5 Helps Euron.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Kezef's turn   

Kezef:  An deep rumbling growl echos from the darkness. "I will consume you Shar, as soon as I finish with Mask. Your despair smells so delicious."

Westra Goldbrook:

GIZMO-5: "That does not sound... ideal.."

Iron-Doc: "That does not sound... ideal.."

Kezef:

Wolfe: Wolfe growls as he stands firm with his allies, knowing that as long as they stick together they can face anything - even a weird maggot dog that eats Gods.

Kezef:

Iron-Doc: (Shar be scared tho)

Kezef:
Kezef bites down on Shar, but she disappears a moment after his teeth close around her. He follows her down the hallway.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Kezef:  1

Westra Goldbrook:

Dungeon Lord: The last monster charges at Euron.
Round 2

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Westra Goldbrook: Westra whacks it on the nose with the flat of her blade, trying to throw it off of its charge!

Iron-Doc:

Dungeon Lord:

Iron-Doc: (?)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Iron-Doc: She plunges the Staff of Night into the creatures roaring mouth and BLASTS a torrent of ice, freezing the initial creature solid.

Euron Sand: Euron attacks again!

Iron-Doc: Catriona, with some difficulty, pulls the staff free, cracking the jaw off the frozen corpse. "Whoa." she says, having never used it before.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over at WAR-DOC and then turns to deal with the other shadow beast. "Cool."

Iron-Doc: "Quite literally."

Wolfe:
1

Iron-Doc: (wait.. doesnt Euron get advantage)

It is Shar's turn   

Shar:  Shar pulls the beast further down the tunnel.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Wolfe:

Dungeon Lord:

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:
rolling 1d4
(2)= 2

Iron-Doc: "I am getting a telepathic missive from what sounds like Shar. She said she drew him away or is in the process of such and that the portal is just ahead."

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: "Guess it's time to finish this up."

GIZMO-5: Gizmo lands on IronDoc's shoulder and seems to somehow integrate with one of the mechanical pauldrons. It's eyes turn red and it triangulates a targeting laser on one of the creatures (Help on Doc).

Euron Sand: "Now we just have to find this prison that Mask is in."

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Shar:  A massive explosion bursts from the tunnel that Shar and Kezef just moved into. Dark shards of energy blast against the north wall sending rocks flying in every direction.

It is Kezef's turn   

Shar:

Iron-Doc: "Prison is what I meant. There is an abundance of interference."

Shar:

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Shar:
Round 3

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc: Bringing both her arms up, vents articulate from her wrists. Large touts of blue flame fire forth.

Iron-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Iron-Doc: Ice for one, Fire for another.

Euron Sand: Euron touches the Watcher's Eye and casts a spell on his friends.

Iron-Doc: The searing line of blue fire hyperboils the creatures blood, causing it to ignite for a moment before parts of it crack open and burst like an over-boiled egg.

Euron Sand:
His spirtual weapon attacks the remaining Shadow monsters!

Iron-Doc: "We should not waste any time." announces the robolady.
Again as the beasts fall, their bodies begin to smolder, their hide turns into rust red fur. The sounds of the ongoing battle to the south echo. The deep growls and chomping of teeth followed by the sounds of explosive power being unleased.

Wolfe: As soon as Euron dispatches the last Shadow Monster he rushes forward to find the prison.

Dungeon Lord: As you round the corner, a glowing red sphere hovers on a runed alter. Four more beasts stand guard around it.
The runs glow with a deep red power.

Iron-Doc: "Four more contacts spotted."

Wolfe: "Here we go..." Wolfe nods and takes a breath. "Go time."

GroupInit:
Wolfe
3
Westra Goldbrook
9
GIZMO-5
8
Iron Doc™
7
Euron Sand
7

Dungeon Lord: They rush forward, their teeth gnashing.

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord: 2
He attacks Wolfe!

Dungeon Lord:

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord: 3
He charges to Euron!

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-5: Help on Wolfe.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

GIZMO-5: (Sorry, on EURON)

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand: Euron brings his mace down upon the creature that attacked him!

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Euron Sand: Euron lifts his shield and readies himself for the next attack from the creature!


Iron-Doc: 2 damage to the one in front of me and prone, and 1 damage to the one behind it.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord: Finally one for Westra.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Round 2

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord: To Westra!

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is knocked down!

Dungeon Lord:

Wolfe: Wolfe delivers some assbeating to the Shadow Monster that is prone, carving into it with the magical katana - but its dark nature makes it resilient to the killing blow!

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Wolfe:

Dungeon Lord:

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stands up
And swings at the beast attacking Euron

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-5: Gizmo helps Doc.

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand: Euron reaches out to lay a hand on Wolfe. "Breathe easy, friend."

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc: With Gizmo's targeting assistance, Iron-Doc takes a knee and aims her wrist. She is firing a ranged cantrip into melee, but staves off the disadvantage due to the Help.
She twists a nob to wide, short burst and blasts a cloud of blue fire into the face of the creature before her.
It goes flying into the wall, splintering to cindering bones and shadowstuffs.

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Iron-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord:

Westra Goldbrook:

Dungeon Lord:

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 10 temporary HP.   
1
1
Round 3

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook:
rolling 1d4
(2)= 2
rolling 1d4
(4)= 4

Westra Goldbrook:

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

GIZMO-5: Gizmo will help action on Euron

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand:

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc:

It is Shadow Monster's turn   

Dungeon Lord: 1

Iron-Doc: The metal woman brushes past Wolfe. "Coming through..." and takes a position and fires flame at the creature.

Dungeon Lord: The creature doesn't like being set on fire and jumps at her.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Round 4

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn
The last creature falls into smoldering remains.

Iron-Doc: As the blue light dies from her attack she makes a surprised-robot motion as it jumps at her, slashing through the armor.

Dungeon Lord: Another howl that chills you to the bone echos from behind.

Iron-Doc: "Tarnation!"

Dungeon Lord: The red orb of energy swirls on the stone alter of runes, visage of a hooded figure floating inside.

Euron Sand: "All right. I guess we should figure out how to undo this..." Euron said, looking around the area for any traps.

Dungeon Lord: The exact meaning of the runes seems unclear to the group, though the fact that the sphere is being used for containment is clear.

Euron Sand: "So...any ideas? This isn't anything I've seen before."

Westra Goldbrook: "perhaps if we disrupt the runes?"
She tips her halberd down and scratches at one of them, trying to gauge whether the field is affected even slighty.

Wolfe: "Not really, I'm not very knowledgeable about Gods and the stuff you'd need to hold them."

Iron-Doc: "Prisoner, Identify yourself...please." says the robotic woman.

Wolfe: "Something we didn't talk about earlier, but maybe we should now - what if Shar isn't telling us the truth?"

Dungeon Lord: The hooded figure seems unable or unwilling to respond.

Iron-Doc: "It sounded like she said we have to overload it with mortal energy..."

Dungeon Lord: The sounds of continued battle echo down the hallways.

Westra Goldbrook: "Those shadow creatures we just fought seemed connected to the darkness on our plane. Even if the goddess had some ulterior motive, it seems likely that helping to defeat this Kezef will only help our cause."
She paused, and cast the Doctor an uncertain look. "Mortal energy? How do you mean?"
"Oh, spellcasting, she said," she recalled.

Euron Sand: "Yes, if we exped our spellcasting energy, we can weaken the bindings holding him. But I don't know how much we need to use. It could be a little. It could be all of it."

Iron-Doc: "While I initially found her claims dubious, this Kezef boasted earlier about keeping Mask imprisoned, so this must be him..."

Euron Sand: "We could leave ourselves defenseless if things turn badly."

Iron-Doc: "Mister Wolfe would protect us." she says in a bout of mildly black humor.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra snorts softly.

Wolfe: Wolfe raises an eyebrow at Westra. "What, you don't think I could?"
"You guys go ahead." He draws Shokan and turns to face the staircase. "I got it covered."

Iron-Doc: The faceplate of the armor flips up on its own, showing her countenance in the ruby orange illumination of the dark cavern.

Westra Goldbrook: She gives Wolfe a half-cocked grin.

Euron Sand: "All right, then lets get to work." Euron said, moving to one side of the trap.

Iron-Doc: "I um.. hope our legacy doesn't end up being that we released an evil deity to wreak havoc." she says with a sigh.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra nodded at Euron, and then closed her eyes for a moment, centering herself.

Euron Sand: Euron took a deep and focused, expending the strongest portion of his power first.
(6th Level Spell)

Westra Goldbrook: The doctor's words give her pause and she opens her eyes, considering the trapped being. After a moment's consideration, her reluctance to release evil into the world is momentarily assuaged by the thought that, if possible, Kezef seemed more evil than the god of thieves. She summoned the divine power granted by Helm, and worked in concert with the others to expend her magic on the prison before her. ((3rd Level))

Iron-Doc: Taking a stance, Iron-Doc has mechanical extra supports sprout from her calves and dig into the ground around each leg to further anchor her in place. The ring of light on her chest cycles up with psychokinetic energy.
Her faceplate drops down and she unleashes a cone of rippling white energy into the shield after the others do.
(Psionic Blast, 7 pp)

Dungeon Lord: The encasement continues to swirl but the power in the room seems lessen as the first two spellcasters pour their energies into the runes. Several shutter and go dark.

Wolfe: Wolfe patrols along the bottom stair, taking slow breaths as he focuses his pain into his anger into his focus. He repeats his katas to himself, the mantras of a Samurai, and waits.

Dungeon Lord: The doctor's energies burst towards the prison and several more runes go out, nearly two thirds of the runes have gone dormant.

Iron-Doc: "More power!"

Dungeon Lord: A blast of dark energy flies into a nearby wall from further down on the tunnel, suddenly the beast is pushed back by what appears to be Shar's magic.

Euron Sand: Euron concentrates and calls upon Helm for further strength! (4th Level Spell)

Westra Goldbrook: Westra continues in reverent concentration, expending more energy into the outpouring. ((3rd Level))

Iron-Doc: "It's coming!" she yells as Gizmo FREAKS out and flies into the room.

GIZMO-5 crashes into the wall and topples to the ground before sitting up and shaking free the dizzy stars.

Iron-Doc: A whir of magic emits from the Doctor as she overloads the central emitter on her chest and pours another torrent of energy into the shield.

Wolfe: Wolfe narrows his eyes at the oncoming god-devourer. He takes a slow breath, knowing that his life may soon be forfeit. But in the defense of his friends? Those whom he considers family? Well. It would be a good death.

Iron-Doc: 7 pp

Dungeon Lord: With the second round of spells, the prison ripples before it falls away, again in a very anticlimactic fashion. The hooded figure falls to the ground, limp.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra blinks.
"This... may be problematic..." she says, hesitantly.
She reaches out for the fallen god, and attempts to revive him.

Kezef:  A deep growling voice fills the chamber. "You have freed him."

Euron Sand: "Only if he wants to kill us, really."

Wolfe: "Seems that way."

Iron-Doc: IronDoc slumps as her her heat sinks glow with red hot energy.

Westra Goldbrook:

Kezef:  "Very good."

Westra Goldbrook: Trying to ignore the fear rising in her at finding Mask dead, Westra moves on instinct and casts a spell against all odds.

Euron Sand: Euron checks Mask.

Iron-Doc: "Why is that very .. uh.. good?"

Dungeon Lord: Kezef's form begins to recede, turning human.

Iron-Doc: "We have other.. problems." she says to those concerned with Mask.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra closes her eyes and invests all of her effort into trying to grab Mask back from the far edge of death.

Ryder:  "You kids sure do know how to party." The man says. "Though I would stay away from him...his bite is much worse than his bark, Sugar."

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow.
"Who the fuck are you?"

Ryder:  "You remind me of some other kids I used to know."

Dungeon Lord: The Mask's body fades away and where it once lay Kezef stood. His rotting body almost overwhelming Westra and Euron.

Iron-Doc: "...where is Lady Shar?"
End Session 55
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on March 29, 2019, 11:04:44 AM
Session 56

Dungeon Lord: Darkness. Deities. Titans. The Watch is far away from home, and out of their league. What could drive deities to have an interest in such a group of individuals? The sounds of explosions and fighting vanished a moment prior, and the winds through the tunnel began to blow softly as the scene unfolded around the Watch. A beautiful (and shirtless) man stood before Wolfe, having transformed from a visage of Kezef the Chaos Hound just moments before. Likewise, the recently freed 'Mask' was revealed to be the true titan of Chaos.

Wolfe: "What the fuck is going on here?"

Iron-Doc: The mechanized voice of the suited doctor replies with. "Double cross. We should evacuate."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, unable to see much with her terrible, human eyes, peers into the darkness and also wonders what the fuck is going on here.

Cyric:  He walked towards Wolfe and clapped his hands together softly several times in mock applause before placing one on the Orc's shoulder. "Splendid job. All of you. But, I would move away from such a beast ladies. Even immortals fear The Chaos Hound."

Westra Goldbrook: "Who is it? Who's there?"

Wolfe: Wolfe slaps away the hand of the shirtless guy who just looked like a giant god-eating maggot-wolf. "Who the fuck are you?"

Cyric:  "I quite like Ryder, let's go with that one."

Wolfe: "Ryder..." Wolfe's nose crinkles up. "So you were Kezef? Or you're Mask?"

Iron-Doc: She sends Gizmo to locate an exit if possible.

Cyric:  The man let out a chuckle. "Quite confused are you?"

Westra Goldbrook: As her eyes adjust again to the low light of the cavern, Westra realizes the "god" beside her is now the demonic hound. She backs away from it, then looks back to Wolfe and the others with a concerned expression.
"What is the meaning of this?"

Kezef:  The great beast began to growl low and deep.

Wolfe: "Little bit, yeah."

Westra Goldbrook: "Was that not the Lady of Sorrow who sought our aid?"
"Are you not Mask?"

Cyric:  "Give a moment, the dog seems a big hungry." The man gave Wolfe a million dollar smile as he continued to pace around. "Lady Shar should with us soon, but first, our new friend is surely hungry." He pulled a black weapon from his back, tendrils of power emanating from its blade. "This is Mask My Dear."
He flourished the blade in the air. "I believe this is a taste you have had before, Kezef. I am told a dog never forgets a smell."

Shar:  Shar approached from behind and remained silent as Ryder continued speaking.

Kezef:  The dog let out a low rumble. "Maaaassssssk." He paced a few steps towards the newcomer. "I will finish him after I consume you, Lord of Lies."

Wolfe: "What is going on..." Wolfe turns toward Shar, then gesturing to the shirtless-guy. "Who is this guy? Is he one of yours? Why did he and Kezef swap places?"
Wolfe notices where he's standing and moves up a step.

Cyric:
"Give me just a moment my simple minded friend, before the dog tries to eat one of us."
He waved a finger. "That's a bad dog. No treats for you." He let out a long sigh. "No appreciation for all the work I went through to free you?"

Westra Goldbrook: Westra quietly channels enough focus to heal herself while she watches.
((Lay on Hands))

Wolfe: "Who you calling simple-minded, leather-pants?"

Euron Sand: "That is Cyric...." He says in a hushed tone, though its likely still loud enough for everyone to hear.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra

Iron-Doc: "My threat prediction algorithms have a recommendation of Evacuate at over %1300 percent."

Westra Goldbrook: 's eyes widen

Iron-Doc: *1,300%

Kezef:  He continued to growl and approach.

Wolfe:
Wolfe looks to Shar to see if she's going to clear things up at all.

Cyric:  "Fine, if you won't be a good dog, you will get the lash." A second sword appeared in his other hand, this on gleamed with blood red metal.

Westra Goldbrook: "Why free it only to kill it?" she asked the approaching god, taking a step back as she did so

Shar:  "As I said, we needed you mortals to break the bonds." She says to Wolfe.

Wolfe: "For Mask, not for Kezef."

Kezef:  The dog let out a much more sinister growl and moved to pounce on the man, though he did not leap. "You will die for this Cyric. I will consume your essence for a millennia while you writhe in agony."

Wolfe: Figuring he's been lied to, and that Kezef is saying it'll take him a thousand years to consume the shirtless guy who seems to be laughing it up at his 'simple-minded' expense, Wolfe decides on action. The Samurai charges forward to shoulder-charge Cyric into Kezef.

Iron-Doc: "That sounds really unpleasant."

Cyric:  The man let out a deep, boisterous chuckle. "Now there's a good dog. Go lay down."

Cyric:  Wolfe was certain he was on target, yet somehow he found himself charging right past the shirtless man.

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe!" Westra shouts, moving towards the half-orc, but too late.

Cyric:  "Oh. That is embarrassing."

Wolfe: Wolfe stumbles. "Not as embarrassing as being a skinny little fuck with your shirt off!"

Cyric:  "I like you Buddy. You remind me of another half orc I grew quite fond of. But there is no need to linger here, lest we are forced to deal with the ire of Bane. And no one wants that. Shall we depart, Lady Shar?"

Wolfe: Wolfe will attack Cyric.

Westra Goldbrook: Unsure of what else to do, Westra tries to restrain Cyric
"Stop! We would have answers!"

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 10 temporary HP.   

Westra Goldbrook:

Wolfe:

Cyric:  2
Wolfe finds himself paralyzed.

Wolfe: Wolfe's sword hangs in mid air, just as he had drawn it to deliver a savage assault!

Cyric:  He looks to Westra. "Oh, we weren't going to leave you all here in such a dangerous place. What kind of gratitude would that show?"

Iron-Doc: The armored suit is relatively motionless in the dark while the woman inside watches these people lose their minds.

Cyric:  "If these two are quite done, shall we go?" He looks to Westra and Wolfe and then Doc and Euron.
"Lady Shar, if you will."

Westra Goldbrook: Seeing Cyric continue to move, Westra releases the spell.

Shar:  "As you wish."

Iron-Doc: (kezef mount dlc)

Westra Goldbrook: "Are you truly Kezef?" she asks the dog, frowning

Kezef:  Kezef watches the red blade in Cyric's hand never moving closer to it as the man walks around.
"I am the Chaos Hound, Dog of Death, Consumer of the Faithful."

Shar:  Shar begins casting a spell, those that noticed, would recognize the same spell she cast to bring them here.

Wolfe: Wolfe is released from Westra's spell, exhaling in frustration. Thinking it was Ryder slash Cyric's magic, he sheathes his blade.

Cyric:  "Your green friend is much safer than you are near him, I must warn you. I feel the Watchers power in you and Kezef quiet enjoys the taste of good deities."

Dungeon Lord: A moment later, the watch is teleported for the THIRD time in as many hours. The same lurch returns.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra stumbles slightly, and upon righting herself looks about, frowning. Where in the realm were they now?

Dungeon Lord: The Watch lands with a thud on ridiculously soft carpet that runs down the middle of what is obviously a throne room. Pillars raise up to a ceiling that is at least 100 feet tall. Sitting on a throne of black iron is the shirtless man, though much larger now.

Iron-Doc: There is a clank of metal as the hardened faceplate pulls back and the bespectacled blonde's visage appears as she takes a breath of hopefully better air.

Cyric:  "Welcome to Pandamonium!" He let out a great chuckle. "Those passports are really getting stamped today!"

Wolfe: Wolfe falls heavily, groaning on the ground for a moment as he lets loose a soft string of curses before he starts to get to his feet.

Westra Goldbrook:

Dungeon Lord: As he laughs, all of you can feel the edge of madness creeping against your minds. Something isn't right in this place.

Westra Goldbrook: "Why are we here?"

Cyric:  He taps his chin. "That is a pickle. You see, so many events have transpired and untranspired." He laughed. "I am just not quite sure what do with you."

Wolfe: Wolfe dusts himself off. "How about telling us What. The Fuck. Is Going. On!"

Westra Goldbrook: "Why would you not simply return us to the material plane? You've had your ruse, we broke the seal you needed broken. Why else would you detain us?"
"Also..." she glances at Wolfe. "That."

Cyric:  "On one hand I owe you thanks, we could not have done this without you." He clapped softly. "I have a new pet, and I appreciate you!"

Iron-Doc: "I have a... umm a suggestion... Open a gateway to Neverwinter, leave it open for two minutes while you ..um.. turn around and conduct your business?"

Cyric:  He sighs. "Where to even begin my green skinned friend."
"Destroying Mystra was the easy part of breaking that seal. Lady of Mysteries. HA!"

Wolfe: Wolfe sighs and looks for a chair.

Westra Goldbrook: "UNtranspired?" she echoes, belatedly. "Was it you who altered time?"

Cyric:  "Oh ho ho! Now she is intrigued." He smiled at Shar who was clearly enjoying this as much as Wolfe.
"If only I had such a power. The pesky thing about Chronos, unless you completely consume his essence, he can just undo your entire elaborate plan. Trust me, I have tried."
"Though that Chronomancer may be something to take an interest in afterwards."

Westra Goldbrook: "After what?" Westra asked, growing frustrated. "What do you want with us?"

Cyric:  "What do I want with you? I owe you! What would you like me to do for you?!" He gives Westra a big smile. "Just a free ride home? I feel as though that is insufficient."
He picked up on his earlier thread. "Pulling Gond's chain from the plane was difficult though it took more strength than brains. Anachytr's seal, though!" He shook his head and pointed into the air for a moment. "Proved to be the most cumbersome of them all. Only through the will of mortals could it be broken! The damned genius of it!" He let out a smile and shook his head relishing.

Westra Goldbrook:
"Just. Passage. Home."

Cyric:  "Boring!"

Shar:  "Stop toying with them Cyric and let us be rid of them."

Wolfe: "Just like this conversation."

Cyric:  "Wait! Wait! The best part!. I couldn't even FORCE a mortal to do it, the drive of them was part of the binding! It is hard enough to find someone in that forsaken place, let alone those that would be here willing to break a seal containing any kind of divine being." Leaned back in his throne.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks around the room.
He had sensed that there was something wrong here, that something was clawing at the walls, like a bad storm barely kept from getting in.
The Half-Orc looked about, trying to get a sense of the chamber and the ways in and out of it.
Getting up, he starts walking around.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sees Wolfe looking towards the door. "Wolfe," she admonishes. "We cannot leave on our own, lest madness take us."
"That is the peril of this plane."

Euron Sand: What. Is. This. Madness?
Euron can't believe how they've been duped but it seems that they have been. Euron looks around trying to understand what is happening.

Shar:  "Destroy them and be done with it."

Iron-Doc: "The Captain is correct. Finding a way home in this plane may prove an insurmountable task and particularly regretful if we can um.. get a proper portal."

Cyric:  "I like them! And they kind of erased my old crew. Emperor and all."

Shar:  She just stares at the man on the throne.

Cyric:  He sighs. "Can't just have a little fun. Work work work." The man stands. "Dog. Eat."

Kezef:  The dog gets to his feet and lets out a growl.

Wolfe: Wolfe will try to shoulder-charge the door.

Iron-Doc: Theres a klank as the Doc's faceplate falls into place.
"Maybe we don't have a choice, however, Captain..." says the mechanized voice.

Dungeon Lord: The door does not budge.

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook: Westra takes Euron's hand, her eyes lowered, and murmurs, "Father Sand, pray with me." She tried to ignore the threat in the room for the moment, believing that the divine intervention of another god was the only way to survive their predicament.

Wolfe: Wolfe tries to kick the door open again.

Dungeon Lord: It looks like a door, but doesn't seem to open like one.

Westra Goldbrook: If Euron agrees, Westra will close her eye and pray fervently but quietly to the Watcher for deliverance.

Euron Sand: Euron nods and bows his head to pray with Westra.

Wolfe: "Fuck this place." Wolfe mutters softly and in aggravation as he turns and starts walking back angrily toward the three dieties.

Euron Sand: Euron begins to pray quietly in Celestial. "O Mighty Helm, I speak to you now, here at our hour of greatest need. Our enemies are powerful. Our need is great. The world that we protect, that we love, is in danger. Your sons and daughters ask for you aid."
rolling 1d100
(71)= 71


Dungeon Lord: A powerful feeling overcomes Euron as Westra's energies also flow into him helping channel the spell. Someone is watching, though he cannot feel the familiar eyes of The Watcher.

Kezef:  "Tyr." The guttural tones of the Dog echo through the halls. He bares his teeth and the maggots on his frame swarm.

Lathander:  "Cyric. It was foolish of you return here. You will pay for the murder of Lady Mystra." A powerful and commanding voice echos from the south end of the hall.

Dungeon Lord: An instant later three massive beings are shot down from the ceiling in radiant beams of light.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra backs up, trying to get out of the line of sight between the two troupes of gods. She nudges the doctor and cleric to do the same.

Dungeon Lord: A woman stood in a near transparent red gown, her lips matching fabric and her eyes shining like emeralds. Wolfe found himself instantly infatuated with the woman upon laying eyes on her.

Iron-Doc: *"Oh I do not find this ideal at all." says the mechanized doctor, moving towards a wall.

Wolfe: Wolfe turns towards the sudden new arrivals, his jaw dropping for a moment as he mouths words of not-understanding and lack of comprehension.

Dungeon Lord: The man speaking had radiant wings on his ruby plate armor and carried a massive, energy tipped spear. The ast man carried a glowing longsword, and wore plate as well, though his right hand was missing and black emptiness revealed itself from his eye sockets.

Euron Sand: Euron turns to see where those voices are coming from. When he sees them, Euron smiles.
"I think things are no longer in Cyric's favor."
"Not completely, anyway."

Cyric:  "Didn't you guys hear? I got a new pet!" He stood and pulled both weapons out. "Do you really want to do this?" He smiled. "Here?"

Tyr:   "The beast will fall with you."

Sune:  "I will protect the mortals."

Wolfe: "Hey! Give me a god-slaying sword and I'll take care of leather-pants, no problem!"
GroupInit:
GIZMO-5
2
Euron Sand
19
Iron Doc™
17
Wolfe
11
Westra Goldbrook
11

Iron-Doc: "The best way to protect us is to send us back to the Prime!"

Wolfe: "OR GOD-KILLING SWORD."

Lathander:  "I shall get you one of his, fool-hearty mortal!"

Cyric:  "Not happening!"

Euron Sand: "I'd rather not wait on the Prime Material for the end to come!"

Cyric:  Cyric holds his blades up. "If you wish to feel Godsbane, so be it Lathander."

It is Lathander's turn   

Iron-Doc: Catriona doesn't know who she wants to win, given that these fancy gold deities might realize they were the cause of this catastrophe and smite them or worse.

Cyric:

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand:
Westra, Wolfe, Doc

Cyric:  All three of the original deities are bladed with Lathander's strike.

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc: The doctor moves and shelters behind cover. As her bonus action, she converts 5 pp to a 3rd level spell slot.
Then she Dodges.

It is Sune's turn   

Sune:  "Twilight and Dawn, protect our friends!" Sune channels her power and two unicorns appear next to Euron and Westra.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Cyric:  "Nice to see you Tyr!" He lets out a laugh. "That one never gets old!"

Westra Goldbrook: Uncertain of what she can possibly do to help, but unwilling to sit idly by while good literally fought evil in front of her, the paladin summoned the holy light back into her weapon and rushed towards the action.
She hefts a javelin towards Kezef, growling in frustration!

Sune:  Sune raises a hand as the spear flies through the air and holy energy envelopes the weapon. It deals an additional 13 25 radiant damage.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Kezef:  The beast growls. "Sune, I am coming for you."

Wolfe: "Don't worry pretty woman, I'll protect you. God or not."

Sune:  "You are so sweet!"

It is Tyr's turn   

Tyr:   "Cyric. You cannot best me. I AM THE LAW!"

Cyric:  "I will be happy to put a cripple out of his misery."

It is Kezef's turn   

Cyric:

Wolfe:

Westra Goldbrook:

It is Shar's turn   

Cyric:

Euron Sand:

Cyric:

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Dungeon Lord: Shar disappears and then reappears behind Lathander, striking him twice.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra is awed by the sudden surge of divine energy that envelops her javelin before it strikes. She crows internally as it bites into the hound's shape. Far from finished, she swings her halberd as the beast passes by en route to Sune and strikes true again.

GIZMO-5:
Frightened.

Wolfe: Wolfe wishes to face off against the hound, but he is distraught by its terrible appearance up-close and in fury.

GIZMO-5: GIzmo flies south by Euron.
and he dodges

GIZMO-5 ---- End of Turn ✔✔
Round 2

It is Cyric's turn   

Westra Goldbrook: Somehow, though, as the beast draws nearer, its frightful presence becomes more and more compelling. Westra loses some of her gusto, and takes a wary step back.

Cyric:

It is Lathander's turn   

Lathander:  "Stand down Shar, or share their fate."
He turns to the Lady of Loss, his weapon burning bright.

Lathander:

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Shar:  She shudders at the brilliant light surrounding her. Lathander's body is as bright as the sun.

Westra Goldbrook:

Euron Sand:
(Add 5)

GIZMO-5: (Why are there random unicorns?)

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc: The armored scientist lumbers forth into a better position before she aims at Wolfe with her PEKCER. The air crackles with static as orange lightning arcs from the device, instantly connecting with the half orc and supercharging his molecules with Haste.
Then she moves back into her spot. As a bonus action, she converts 5 more pp into another 3rd level slot. Concentrating on Haste.

Iron-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

It is Sune's turn   

Wolfe: Wolfe vibrates.

Sune:  "Now no tricks Cyric."

Wolfe: "IT'STIMEFORMETOLAYTHEPAINDOWNONTHESEFOOLSYEAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!"

Sune:

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: In the blink of an eye, Westra finds herself inexplicably at the foot of the massive throne, with Shar's back just before her. Not stopping to think of how foolish it might be, she grits her teeth and launches herself at the Lady of Sorrows.

Tyr:   Tyr's blessing helps Westra's first strike land true and Sune enchants it with her holy power. 24

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 10 temporary HP.   

Wolfe:
1

Tyr:   103+21

Wolfe: Wolfe goes into super-saiyan mode with the HASTE BOOST from Doctor Wicker and yells out like a Dragonball-Z fighter as he unloads a flurry of attacks at Cyric. "DIIIIEEELEATHERPANTSDIEYOUFUCKINGCOCKSUCKER"

Dungeon Lord: Cyric gets wrecked by Wolfe thanks to Sune's zone of truth.

It is Tyr's turn   

Tyr: 

Tyr:   Tyr brings his weapon down twice as Cyric is distracted by Wolfe.

It is Kezef's turn   

Dungeon Lord:

Wolfe:

Dungeon Lord:
Sune is ripped up by Kezef.

It is Shar's turn   

Shar:  Shar disappears from sight.

Lathander:  "No!" Lathander raises a hand and envelops the group with his energies.

Lathander:
25

Wolfe:
4

Euron Sand:

It is GIZMO-5's turn   
Sixxy

Wolfe: Blasted by a GOD, Wolfe nonetheless maintains maximum composure as the golden shield around him crackles but does not break!
"WHENI'MDONEWITHLEATHERPANTSI'MGONNATAKECAREOFYOUDON'TYOUWORRY"
Round 3

It is Cyric's turn   

Wolfe:

Iron-Doc: (You cant OA attack someone you cant see)

Lathander:

It is Lathander's turn   

Lathander:

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand:

Lathander:  3
Euron's arms go wide.

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc:
(Cyric)

Lathander:  2
2

Iron-Doc ---- End of Turn ✔✔

Dungeon Lord: The Doc's spell seems to target the other god in the area by mistake.

It is Sune's turn   

Iron-Doc: (It doesnt do anything anyway on a failed save so.)

Dungeon Lord:

Sune:  Sune's healing energies flow across the group.

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: Shar disappeared from before her and Lathander gave chase. Westra pushed off of the throne and followed suit, though she veers back towards Kezef to aid Sune and her steeds.

Dungeon Lord: Sune and Tyr again guide Westras second strike to hit. 19

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe:
Way of the Blade
Bonus Action: Until the end of Wolfe's curent turn he gains gains advantage to all attack rolls. He also gains 10 temporary HP.   

Dungeon Lord: 2
Wolfe's weapon strikes Euron.

Wolfe: "OHSORRYEURONIDIDN'TPUTALLIGOTINTHATONEJUSTATAPDON'TWORRYI'LLGOHITSHARINSTEAD"

Euron Sand: "Aaaagh!"

Wolfe:

It is Tyr's turn   

Dungeon Lord:
Tyr grabs Cyric and throws him back in the zone.

It is Kezef's turn   

Dungeon Lord: Cyric lands on the ground, wounded. The red blade slides across the floor to the north.

Dungeon Lord:

Wolfe: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

Dungeon Lord: Kezef lunges at Cyric, his teeth sinking into the God.

Wolfe: Wolfe says really quickly so it's kind of freaky in that it just comes out as a stream of really-fast laughter.

It is Shar's turn   

Shar:  Shar sees Cyric being mauled by the beast and casts a spell.

Iron-Doc:
29

Shar:  Shar's spell is stopped.
Round 4

It is Cyric's turn   

Cyric:  "Ungrateful beast!"

Iron-Doc: A small bumble bee made of clockwork uncloaks right by Shar as she speaks arcane. "Zzt." And it just explodes, disturpting her spell.
*disrupting

Cyric:

Wolfe:

It is Lathander's turn   

Cyric:

Lathander:  "You will face Justice, Cyric!" Lathander drives his weapon into the god's leg, a massive tendril of light wrapping around it and tethering itself to the floor. "You will not escape again."

It is Euron Sand's turn   
Gavin

Euron Sand:
Euron brings his mace down on the back of Cyric's head right after Lathandar pins him to the floor!

It is Iron Doc™'s turn   
Sixxy

Iron-Doc:

Lathander:

Iron-Doc: 5 damage

It is Sune's turn   

It is Westra Goldbrook's turn   
phinn

Westra Goldbrook: The red blade that kept Kezef at bay clatters to the ground near Westra. Without thought, she snatched it up and slid it into her javelin quiver, intent on returning to the fight after.

It is Wolfe's turn   
RakFu

Wolfe: Wolfe kip-ups!!!

Tyr:   Sune's magic empower's one of Wolfe's attacks. 20

Wolfe: Wolfe delivers a near-deific level of smackdown onto Cyric's prone form as Sune gives him magical-oomph and he whacks the God of Lies and Murder! "TAKETHATYOUCONNIVINGLEATHERPANTSARROGANTSONOFABITCH!"

Cyric:  Cyric is again ravaged by Wolfe. He rests on one knee, black blood flowing from the many wounds on his body.

It is Tyr's turn   

Tyr:   "Lady of Loss, I release you." His weapon flares with white hot light and he brings it down towards Shar.

Tyr: 

It is Kezef's turn   

Kezef:  Kezef releases Cyric's mangled leg. "If they do not destroy you, I will return for my vengeance." He turns towards Westra and charges her.
A moment before his massive teeth reached the paladin, he disappeared.

It is Shar's turn   

Westra Goldbrook: Westra realized her error a little too late, and hurried to try and pull the red sword from her back. Before her mistake cost her in blood, though, the beast charging her just... disappeared. She paused, confused and wary.

Shar:  Shar drops her weapon as Tyr strikes her again. He pulls her hands up and attempts to cast another spell!

Shar:  She disappears as well.

Lathander:  "You are done, Cyric."

Cyric:  "Ha ha ha ha ha! You weak fools cannot kill me."

Wolfe: Wolfe tries to grab Godsbane and rip it out of Cyric's hands.

Dungeon Lord: Wolfe is able to pull Cyric's remaining weapon from his weakened grasp.

Wolfe: He then attacks Cyric with Godsbane. "WE'LLSEEABOUTTHATYOUFUCKER!"
Wolfe holds the god-murdering weapon as he tosses aside his katana. Be it rage at Cyric or the lure for power, unknownst to him, it calls his hands to rip it free from the God of Lies and Murder. Just as he lets out his shouts that he cannot be killed, Wolfe in fact drives the sword with two hands into Cyric's chest.

Wolfe: As the god-killing blade does, in fact, get turned against its wielder, Wolfe stares into the eyes of the one who orchestrated the betrayal that had, temporarily, ensnared Kezef and brought about his own destruction.
"FuckYouAndYourLeatherPants."

Cyric:  "I.....will...."

Wolfe: Wolfe pulls free the blade from Cyric's chest and then with a ruthless swing decapitates him.

Tyr:   Tyr, Lathander, and Sune look at each other.

Euron Sand: The sudden violence of the moment disturbs Euron. Whatever he expected it, definitely wasn't this.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, also, is stunned and just... watches.

Wolfe: Wolfe stands up, covered in blood - some his own, some of the being beneath him, he breathes shallowly and quickly, he looks around, his eyes frantic from the high of Doc's Haste spell.
The instinctual nature of him takes over for a second as he looks around for foes and then realizes there are none. He then... discards the blade, tossing it away from him, and reaches back for Shokan.
End Session 56
Title: Re: Roll20 Session Logs
Post by: phinn on April 08, 2019, 09:37:05 AM
Session 57

Wolfe: Wolfe had thrown aside the sword that carried the weight of a thousand thousand slain souls. It had felt light in his hand at the time, but the murder - of the God of Murder - weighed heavier than any set of chains. The rage in him had been almost too much to bear, and the fear, that even more so.
In the wake of Cyric's death, shame filled the whole that exultation should have dwelled within. A bowl that had been emptied of its contents, he felt hollow.

Dungeon Lord: Cyric had fallen, his motionless body lay before the deities and mortals in the room. Two of the three beings of immense power stared down on the half orc with a mix of confusion and outrage on their face. Tyr's black eye sockets, however, locked onto the half orc and the corner of his lips twitched upright with the fainted teases of a smile.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watched Cyric's death with wide eyes. Looking around to verify that the Lady of Loss and the hound had fled, she relaxed her weapon arm and began to move towards the others. Humbled in the presence of multiple gods (and a god-killer!), she held her tongue for the moment.

Wolfe: "I shouldn't have done that." He said, his voice heavy with breath that burned at his throat. "It was dishonorable."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra put a hand on Wolfe's shoulder, quiet solidarity despite how necessary she felt the blow had been.

Iron-Doc:  The metal-faced doctor looked on with an unreadable expression, movement pausing as the samurai looked to have no grand ill effects.

Tyr: Tyr picked up Godsbane and held it in his other hand. "We find ourselves in the sanctum of the Lord of Lies, where his influence in the most powerful." It seemed like an incomplete thought though the God of Justice offered no more.

Iron-Doc:  Metal sheathed mitts pick up the Gizmo cores of importance, stowing them in a compartment.

Sune: The beautiful woman looked down on the group of four, each of their bodies growing warm at the Deity of Love's gaze. "Are you all well?"

Lathander: The red armor clad knight knelt next to Cyric's corpse and laid a hand on the man's chest.

Iron-Doc:  Soon, GIZMO-6 will join the pok'e'battle.

Wolfe: Wolfe looks over to the Gods that had come to their aid. "Did any of this matter?" He asked them as he looks around the room. "We came here to stop all the fucked up stuff that was happening to the villages - to the people living there, to shadows of our friends from what seems to now be another life."
"Did what we do matter?"

Iron-Doc:  "I would very much like it to leave the premises now." she admits in the background, an answer to that question.

Westra Goldbrook: Sune's prompting nudged Westra from her reflection of the unbelievable things that'd just passed. She nods to account for her own well-being. As the others take stock of themselves, she recalls the weapon she picked up to remove from Cyric's reach. Slowly, she pulled the red blade of the hound from her quiver. She offered it hilt-first to Sune, who was nearest, and then looked to Wolfe with a soft frown.

Sune: Sune smiled at Wolfe. "All is well in Faerun. The events that have transpired have broken the Shadowfell's creep on your realm. Cyric and Shar's spells have been broken."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc issues a slow exhalation of breath, relief clear in his mien.

Westra Goldbrook: "If I may ask... what was the purpose of those spells? Citizens were forced into a spelled sleep... but to what end?"
"And can anyone explain how our timeline was altered or why? We have so many questions."

Sune: "The black hand prayed to Bane, though they had no idea that which responded was not their master. The Lord of Lies and the Lady of Loss answered their prayers, providing a means to ensnare those capable of performing the task of break free the Chaos Hound."
She paused. "Though, what his next plans were, we do not know." She shook her head towards Westra. "We have no need for such a weapon of violence."

Westra Goldbrook: "But does it not control the hound?"

Lathander: Lathander rose and looked to the others. "We must bind him."

Sune: "The Devourer fears it, for it is Houndsbane."

Wolfe: "Bind him?"

Lathander: "You have caused a grievous wound in Cyric, but his essence will endure. We will do what we came here to do."
With that, Lathander picked up the fallen body and tossed it into his throne as if a bag of flour.

Wolfe: "So... he's not dead?"

Tyr: "He is, but he is not."

Wolfe: "Um..."
"What does that mean?"

Tyr: The three gods circled his fallen corpse on the black throne. Sune began to weave a powerful spell with her hands while Lathander drew his spear and moved it slowly in a circle along the ground around the chair, brilliant white light piercing upward from where the pike touched the ground.

Westra Goldbrook: "I believe it means we are free of him but only for a time."
"It takes a great deal to truly kill a god."

Euron Sand: Euron was momentarily shocked speechless at Wolfe's slaying of Cyric, but one the others started talking, he seemed to recover his wits. Cyric was defeated but not fully dead.
"He may recover, but it will likely not be in our lifetimes."

Wolfe: "Oh. Kind of like... Gizmo?"

Westra Goldbrook: That won a wry little smile from Westra. "In a manner of speaking, I suppose so," she said, turning to take stock of where the doctor was.

Wolfe: Wolfe walks over to the Iron Doc, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You alright?"

Dungeon Lord: Tyr held up his sword and it flared with a brilliant light, a moment later massive yellow chains burst forth and wrapped Cyric's body to the black metal, the bonds whined and moaned as they were pulled tighter than any mortal could ever bind. Sune's spell finished the moment Lathander's circle was complete and a red shroud encircled the throne, leaving only the vague outline of the massive chair to be seen by the Watch. The circle grew ever darker into a deep cherry red circle enshrouded the throne and it's king.

Iron-Doc:  Wolfe receives a slow nod in response to his question.

Wolfe: Wolfe turned to watch the madness of Gods chaining a God - or a God's corpse, he wasn't quite clear why or how all of this worked.

Tyr: "The Lord of Lies will remain here for all time, bound for his crimes against Mystra." Tyr's deep voice echoed through the halls.

Wolfe: The idea that Cyric was not truly dead gnawed at him.
"Yeah.. against Mystra."

Euron Sand: "For all time, they say."

Lathander: With that Lathander marked the cherry orb with the tip of spear and runes of binding formed over the entire surface, runes so small they were barely discernible. He turned, and placed his weapon on his back again. "It is done."

Wolfe: "So. What now?"

Tyr: "Shar eludes us more with each passing breath."

Sune: "Go. I will return the mortals to their realm."

Dungeon Lord: Two beams of brilliant light rise out of Tyr and Lathander, and they are gone a moment later, without a word.

Iron-Doc:  Without apparent danger now, the doctor takes a good look at her surroundings, taking in the details for the first time properly.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra, on the other hand, can't seem to stop staring at the gods.

Dungeon Lord: The Throne room seems rather bland as one would think of a God's Throne. Massive suits of armor can be seen at regular intervals in recessed nooks. Massive pillars hold up the hundred foot high ceiling and pale blue light shines in from the 30 foot high windows.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc is notably looking at the floor, rather than staring at Sune and her beyond-normal hotness.

Euron Sand: Euron steps closer to the suits of armor trying to see if there's anything else of interest here.

Sune: "Are you ready?" She asks as she offers the group a smile.

Iron-Doc:  She kneels down and tears off a small bit of the long red rug for analysis later.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra just nods.

Euron Sand: "Yes. Ready."

Iron-Doc:  Standing, the iron woman looks ready for whatever is appoint to happen.

Sune: The the first time, the group blinks out of existence but does not feel the normal side effects of inter-planar travel. They find themselves standing during daylight surrounded by familiar stone structures, though it takes each member a beat to discern where they are.
The Watch finds themselves on the alter where they had fought the shadow dragon just a short time before, though it felt like a distant memory. The sun shone down on them, warming their face with a pleasant tingle. Birds (and frogs from the nearby swamp) could be heard in the distance with no sign of any of the remnants of their battle or the cultists that they had slain.

Wolfe: Wolfe lifts a hand up to forestall the sunlight, feeling almost overwhelmed. The smell of fresh air - the feel of warmth of the sun, long denied, nearly causes him to cry. He chokes up as he takes a deep breath.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra inhales deeply of the fresh air and feels a heavy sense of relief.
"Thank you," she says, to Sune.

Euron Sand: Euron is glad to be back in Faerun. He looks around for a moment, then inhales the fresh air. "Thank you, Sune."
He placed a hand on Wolfe's shoulder.

Sune: "Though they will not acknowledge your aid, I appreciate your efforts in the battle. You have my thanks, sweet creatures." Her smile beams at Euron making him weak in the knees.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc nods to Euron, silently, in thanks.

Euron Sand: Euron returns the smile. He is sad that she is leaving this plane but these moments are are helpful.

Westra Goldbrook: "I.. suppose... we head back to Neverwinter?" she proposes softly, looking around to the others.

Iron-Doc:  The plate kicks up and she looks up at the sky, squinting behind her glasses. It really was all gone.

Sune: She looks to Westra. "A question gnaws at your soul like the dog we just departed. Ask it and I shall provide you guidance Lady Paladin."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc turns up to Sune, his voice soft but certain. "Thanks for not abandoning us back there."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks to Sune, surprised at the prompt. She can feel a half-dozen questions fly to her lips, but takes a second to choose one, knowing that this is a rare opportunity.
"When our timeline was altered, it set many things amiss. Do you know of any way we could set it right again, or is it a lost cause?"

Sune: She offers Wolfe a smiling gesture. "You have a heavy heart, but do not despair. Your actions were not entirely your own in such a terrible place."
Sune smiles and nods to Westra. "She that you seek can repair the timeline, or shatter it entirely. There is still time to disrupt her plans, though the window closes at each breathe." The goddess points a single beautiful finger to the South. "There is but one Mythal connected to this plane and she has already entered Abeir."

Wolfe: Wolfe, maybe because he's in Sune's presence, turns to Cat and suddenly wraps his arms around her, embracing her in a warm but powerful hug.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra looks to the south, then back at Sune. "Where? Please, can you tell us anything more? Where must we go? Who is it we must confront?"

Iron-Doc:  But Cat is in an iron suit.

Wolfe: He hugs her through the iron suit.

Iron-Doc:  There are creaks and such,groaning from half orc constriction.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc whispers something into Cat's ear, holding the hug for a moment, and then slowly sets her down as he eases it.

Sune: "Fiarsa Iustigah, or as you know her, Jghara. She seeks to return her child from a fate none can recover. To complete this task is to shatter the entire history of this land. Only by absorbing the essence of Labelas Enoreth can she change his fate in the battle between Bane and Elasias."

Iron-Doc:  She blinks at Wolfe and seems suddenly bashful a moment, though only her face is visible, making it an odd sight.

Sune: "I believe you know this place as Lantan." She clarifies.

Wolfe: Wolfe turns back toward Sune, but still looks to the ground. "That's the Time God, right?"

Sune: She nods.

Iron-Doc:  Still processing Wolfe's words, she is interrupted with the mention of her homeland. "Lantan? The island is... accessible somehow?"

Euron Sand: "If that's where we need to be, then can you take us there?"

Sune: "That is all I can give you. I wish you mortals long and love-filled lives. Care for one another and all things are possible." The Lady looked upon the group for another moment and her emerald eyes danced with joy before she blinked out existence.

Westra Goldbrook: "But--"

Iron-Doc:  Catriona makes a face like she just ate a sour lemon.

Wolfe: Wolfe says goodbye, quietly, to Idariel-Made-A-Goddess.

Iron-Doc:  Then she blinks, before admitting. "She imprinted information in my mind..."

Wolfe: "...What?"

L.E.R.O.Y.:  "Mistress, I am pleased to see you have remained active." A mechanical voice says directly behind Catriona.

Iron-Doc:  Tapping the centerpiece of her suit, the metal plates and armor components fold off in a smooth fashion, segmenting away into her coat's hidden compartments.

Euron Sand: "That was the most unhelpful advice I've ever heard."

Dr Catriona: "It was akin to.. um... a waking dream. Or an unexperienced memory."

Wolfe: "Gods, right?"

Westra Goldbrook: "What did she show you?" she asked the doctor.

Dr Catriona: She looks to the mechagnome, wondering where it came from and why it wasn't with the REX.
"An island called Orlil. A portal within it's caves."

L.E.R.O.Y.:  "Protocol dictated that I relocate the Rex to your last known coordinates once you disappeared from my planar scanners. I did halt this process until the shroud lifted, though you did not appeared on my radar until just now."

Westra Goldbrook: "Do you know how to find this place?" she asked

Dr Catriona: "If it is where it always was, then umm.. yes..."
"I don't know its fate as it is not really a place that was held in high regard within the rest of Lantan."

Westra Goldbrook: "If Sune was to be believed, then finding it is our only change at saving our timeline... and perhaps Neverwinter as well."

Dr Catriona: "The strangest of our kin usually go there. And when I was in the navy, there were rumors of it being used for experimental weapon testing."

Euron Sand: "So...should we be on our way?"

Dr Catriona: She timidly scratches her shoulder, the being the center of attention affecting her mannerisms.
"It is far south. Very far south."
"Full disclosure, I have been waiting to faint for the last two hours."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra frowned, and shook her head, frustrated. "If Jghara is already there, it seems unlikely we'll make it in time to interfere.
She stops at the doctor's admission.
"You are unwell?" she asks, moving near while trying to figure out why she hadn't spoken up when the room full o' gods had offered healing.

Dr Catriona: "Um.. did you not see what we just experienced?"
"There was a titanic canine ridden with.... And... all this..." she stammers, oddly unable to put all the insanity into words.

Westra Goldbrook: "I did..." Westra stammers a little. "I just.. you never.. struck me as the fainty-type," she explained, a little flummoxed.
"Though I admit, it has been a great deal to process."

Dr Catriona: "I take vitamins now."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra gives the doctor an odd look.

Dr Catriona: "But there are no vitamins for that."

Wolfe: "...You take what?"

Westra Goldbrook: "Does any one know a faster way south than the carriage?"

Euron Sand: Even Euron has nothing for that one.

Wolfe: "Boat, probably?"
"Which we can find in Neverwinter."

Westra Goldbrook: "We must hurry."

Dr Catriona: "We would need aquatic transit either way."

Westra Goldbrook: "If we are indeed going...?" she pauses, and looks around to check the faces of those gathered.
"Another impossible task?" she offers, waiting for the consensus.

Euron Sand: "Since when do we back down from a challenge?"
"Or running headlong into the end of the world."

L.E.R.O.Y.:  "I predict a 2.629% probability of success based on the information gathered thus far, though I will go as my mistress commands."

Wolfe: "Never tell me the odds, LEROY."

L.E.R.O.Y.: "Probability computation is one of my core functionalities."

Wolfe: Wolfe leans down to pick Cat up. "Relax, it's been a long day. I'll carry you at least to the REX and we can all ride together."

Dr Catriona: Catriona looks very confused by this. "Um.. that is not necessary."

Wolfe: The Half-Orc grunts some. "It ain't about necessary."

Dr Catriona: She takes out a small medical light and checks Wolfe's pupils. "Were you irradiated by Sune's aura?"

Wolfe: "Irradiated?"

Dr Catriona: Not that she is a medical doctor, but she can check for dilation!

Westra Goldbrook: Westra watches the doctor and wolfe with an odd look on her face for a beat, and then shakes her head and starts towards the wagon.

Wolfe: He growls as she flashes a light in his eyes. "Ow, what're you doing?"

Dr Catriona: "Cosmic entities have physiological effects on organic matter, particularly brain chemistry."

Wolfe: "Are you saying she whammied me?"

Euron Sand: Euron heads for the wagon and away from this place that has taken so much from them. They lost Jinharath and Jonias here. Too many people and too much to the whims and schemes of gods.

Dr Catriona: "You seem abnormally afflicted with positivity."

Dungeon Lord: His pupils do seem dilated and his pulse is well over 100.

Dr Catriona: "Perhaps not intentionally. She is called a goddess of love, or what have you." she explains before moving to walk along with the rest.
She will rebuild GIZMO, 6.0 on the way.

Dungeon Lord: The Watch is able to make their way back to Neverwinter in a matter of days, moving quickly and with the help of robots not needing to sleep, they make good time. The road to Neverwinter seems rather empty for a pleasant summer day. As the approach the city the guards look nervously at the group then at one another, one of the guards raises a hand to stop them as they approach.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc grunts as makes his way back to the REX, not happy with the idea that he got bespelled by the Goddess.
"Westra go ahead and take it."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra sticks her head out of the carriage when it's stopped. "We are citizens of Neverwinter," she explains to the guards (whom she probably knows)

Dungeon Lord: The two men actually do not seem familiar to Westra. "By order of Crown Regent, Neverwinter is not accepting entrants at this time, please return to where you came." The smaller of the two men says.
You then notice the portcullis is down and several archers are on the wall, watching the exchange.

Westra Goldbrook: "The Crown who?" she asks, frowning as she opens the door and steps out of the carriage. "Call your commander. Rutherford still runs the guard, does he not?"
(From Dungeon Lord (GM)): They don't seem like the normal well trained Flaming Fist and City Watch.

Dungeon Lord: "Crown Regent Rutherford has made this decree himself, Ma'am." He seems nervous as she leaves the carriage. "Please return to where you came." He repeats.

Wolfe: Wolfe pokes his head out and looks at the guard.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra narrows her eyes, then eyes the rest of the gathered watchmen.
"I wish to speak with Crown Regent Rutherford. Arrange this, please. We will wait."

Dungeon Lord: The two men looked at each other then looked to one of the men on the wall. "Identify yourselves." A voice comes from the top of the wall.

Euron Sand: "Crown Regent Rutherford?"

Wolfe: "We're The Watch!"

Euron Sand: "This entire thing has gone for bad to worse in a very short time!"

Westra Goldbrook: "We are known as The Watch," she calls back. "We are known to Rutherford."

Dungeon Lord: He seems disinterested. "Fine. You move back 50 yards and we will let you know what the Crown Regent decrees." He points down the road. "No funny business."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra pauses, then nods once. She turns to back the carriage up.

Wolfe: Wolfe ducks his head back in. "What the hells is going on here?"

Dr Catriona: "Actually, this is statistically probable as every time we return to Neverwinter City, something goes wrong."

Euron Sand: "That's worrisome."

Wolfe: "You know."
"We should have found a way to keep that jack-ass bard around."
"Just so people don't always look lost when we say who we are."
"We've done some pretty amazing things and nobody in this damn Plane seems to understand that."

Dungeon Lord: A hour passes before anything of note happens, then one of the soldiers slowly approached the REX. As he reaches shouting distance the group hears a "Hey! WATCHERS! The Crown Regent will see you, we are opening the gate." He then promptly jogs back to his station at the door.

Euron Sand: "With our luck, the timeline will have changed so much that the Spellscar will never have closed."

Wolfe: Wolfe gets out of the Rex.

Dungeon Lord: The guards open the gate and the group is able to enter.

Wolfe: Wolfe heads toward Castle Never.

Westra Goldbrook: Westra marches in alongside the others.

Euron Sand: Euron heads through the gates, watching the guards as he does.

Dr Catriona: The doctor disembarks and follows along quietly.

Dungeon Lord: The guards seem disinterested with the group now that they have been 'cleared'. They nod to Euron as he looks at them.
The city streets are nearly barren, though occasionally some common people are walking. As the group nears a normally crowded market, only a few stalls are occupied and not with the normal overflowing goods as was normal within the city. The city itself seems as it was the last time the group entered though as if paused.
The group finds no guards as they approach the castle, the training yard is barren and entire the place seems absolutely empty of people. A single guard stands at two heavy, large double doors that lead into the castle proper.
His voice cracks a little as he calls out to the group. "Who goes there?"

Westra Goldbrook: "We are the Watch, here at the Crown Regent's request," Westra informs them, bewildered by the state of the city.

Dungeon Lord: "Oh...yes." He stands aside and opens the door, allowing them to enter. "The Crown Regent is expecting you, he can be found in his dining hall, third door on the right."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra heads inside, expression grim.

Wolfe: "What the hells is going on?"

Euron Sand: Neverwinter had always been so full of life. Euron barely recognized the metropolis in its empty state. This whole situation is terrible.

Dungeon Lord: The once proud man named Cullen Rutherford had never looked so small in the instant the Watch found him in the dining hall. His face seemed sunken and his eyes heavy with lack of sleep. He was sitting bent over at the end of Neveremeber's massive table, alone, and with a small bowl of porridge. He seemed lost in thought, having not touched the food or noticing the group entering the room.

Westra Goldbrook: "Commander," Westra said, forgetting herself for a moment and falling back to habit.

Cullen Rutherford: He cleared his throat and righted himself the instant he knew he was not alone.

Wolfe: "RUTHERFORD." Wolfe's voice booms through the hall. "We're back, we stopped the crap that was messing with the towns that you sent your boys to fix."

Cullen Rutherford: He offered a tired smile to Westra. "Miss Goldbrook, I am so pleased to see you returned safely. I see you were able to locate the others."
He looked at Wolfe's boisterous decree. "Ahhh, Gods be good. That is some light in this world."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra doesn't know what to say for a moment, and then finally shakes her head. "Commander what has happened?"

Wolfe: "You look like shit."

Euron Sand: Euron enters, hands behind his back, and looks at the man that was supposed to be the Crown Regent. He'd looked more hale and hearty when Euron last saw him.
That was two weeks ago. What had changed so much in two weeks that he looked like this?

Cullen Rutherford: "The city is falling into ruin without the Lord and Lady of Neverwinter." He sighed. "Without Neveremeber to pay the troops, nearly the entire Flaming Fist has deserted and much of the City Watch as well."

Wolfe: "But where are the PEOPLE?"

Westra Goldbrook: "In two weeks' time?" she asked, not wanting to believe it.

Dr Catriona: "Is that not just like... one pay period...?"
Doctor Wicker starts to not think too greatly about the watch. #NeverwinterGovernmentShutdown

Cullen Rutherford: "Most residents remain in their homes, something was going on before they disappeared. I haven't been able to get to the bottom of it, but it seems many of the soldiers have not been paid previously."
"Some of the soldiers, rightfully due pay, have decided to take their pay in less scrupulous manners, since there are not enough men left to even man the walls. Which, is why I have closed the city."

Wolfe: "So you need Tylmandra and Dickface to take care of this town?"

Westra Goldbrook: "No. We need to set things aright, so that this will never have happened," she said more quietly, looking to Wolfe and the others. "We must go to Lantan."

Wolfe: Wolfe looks to Westra, considering her. He gives a slow nod of approval.

Cullen Rutherford: "We need his money to pay the men. The treasury is nearly empty. It seems Neverember has been place the taxes in his personal coffers for protecting the city and paying the guards."
"Lantan? We need to find the Lord and Lady!"
"I will give you whatever is left in the treasury! Just....help...me!" He lets his hands fall on his bent head.

Wolfe: Wolfe's eyes narrow at the Captain.
"I thought that you were a better man."
"Or is this what you've always been, beneath your smiles and beneath your jokes and your good humor?"
"Bailing out a Half-Orc to do your dirty work."

Westra Goldbrook: "Wolfe, now may not be the best time..."

Cullen Rutherford: "How dare you! I haven't slept in a week while trying to save this city that has been tearing itself apart." He looked to Wolfe with despair in his eyes. "Just go to Latan or back to the bottom of a bottle, I care not anymore! JUST GET OUT!"

Dr Catriona: "Doing the work of gods and now politicians and leaders... I think a name change may be appropriate. To Ass-Savers." she dryly says to no one in particular while adjusting her glasses.

Wolfe: "Listen." The Half-Orc says with a sharpness to put period on the sentence. "We're not going to find Neverember for you, Rutherford. Or Tylmandra. We're chasing after something a lot worse. If we make it work, it'll fix everything - not that you'll fucking remember it, which seems to be our lot in life."

Euron Sand: Euron laughs at Cat's jest. He agrees, but with cleaner language.

Wolfe: Wolfe steps over toward Cullen and puts a hand on his shoulder. "Look at me, Rutherford."

Dr Catriona: Catriona can at times be low key savage, it is true.

Wolfe: "You're a leader of men. You can either do your best, or you can sit here and whine that it's not enough."
"If it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. If it fails, you fail. But better to fail trying than sitting here with your fucking porridge."

Cullen Rutherford: "I'm trying to find a way. My best....isn't good enough. I have no men, I have no money, I have an empty garrison and a city full of well trained killers looting, robbing, and raping."

Wolfe:
"So stop them."
"You got a sword, Cullen."
"Stand up and do the right thing."

Cullen Rutherford: He considered Wolfe's words for a moment, though their exchange had not been very cordial.

Wolfe: The Half-Orc pats Cullen's shoulder, then turns to the other. "Let's find a boat."

Westra Goldbrook: "There are good people in this city, Commander. Give them someone to follow, and they will."

Euron Sand: "You can do it, Crown Regent. Show them the light and they'll follow."

Cullen Rutherford: He looked again to the Half-Orc, with a different emotion in his sunken eyes. "You are right, all of you." He stood and moved to leave the room motioning for the guard to follow him. "Call on the conscripts to the yard and all soldiers not absolutely mandatory off the walls."

Westra Goldbrook: "Alright. A boat," she says, nodding to the others.

Cullen Rutherford: He looks to her just as he is walking out of the room. "Lady Goldbrook, take the "Queen's Fury." Lady Tylmandra would want you all to use her ship.
"Though you will need to find a crew."

Westra Goldbrook: Westra blinks.

Wolfe: "Uh."

Westra Goldbrook: "As you say. Thank you."

Wolfe: "How big of a boat is that?"

Cullen Rutherford: Wolfe should know that the Queen's Fury is about a 90 foot ship and would require a crew of about fifty men.
Which is likely not a difficult employment to fill considering the current situation in Neverwinter.

Euron Sand: Euron had heard of the Queen's Fury. The ship was impressive.

Cullen Rutherford: "Godspeed, Champions." He turns and walks out of the door.
End Session 58 & Arc III
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