[Game Thread] Chapter 1, Act 1: The Bastards of Erebus

[Embrodak]

Tartan lifts his hands motioning the others to him. He points at the square he found and let's the others examine it. "I'm guessing it may open a door.... Though that is a pure guess... Shall I drop it?"

[Birched]

Devlan returns to whisper his findings to the others. "At least eight of the murdering scum in there, one of them some kind of leader type from the looks of things. He's got some kind of throne, if you can call an old counter a throne. I'm tempted to suggest burning the whole place down with them inside, but I worry about the other people who might live nearby, and about them escaping through some little hole somewhere back into the sewers."

"No, I think we'll need a better trap than that. Or a quicker assault with no smoke to warn them."

"Any ideas?"

[RonarsCorruption]

OODM The building, and all those surrounding it are brick. None of them would burn very well. If you did start a fire, which did occasionally happen in this part of the city, the odds are it wouldn't spread far. And further, you're in the abandoned part of the city. The only people who live here are goblins, thugs, and generally homeless people. Finally, if anyone wants to make a Disable Device on the block and slot to try and identify or rig it or something, go ahead.

[Embrodak]

Dice Disable Device:

1d20+9

(5)+9

Total = 14

Tartan looks at the slot to see what the mechanism is capable of.

[RonarsCorruption]

Tartan guesses it was probably a catch, though it wasn't directly beside any door, so it probably had to do something else.

[Birched]

Devlan looks at his companions thoughtfully. "I've got nothing. Sounds like your basic plan is to just charge in and hope for the best?" Devlan shrugs. "I guess we'd have surprise on our side." He shrugs. "Shall we, then? Anyone have any preparations to make?"

"I'm assuming that the brick opens the door. I can't think of why that little runt would have been carrying around a brick otherwise."

[Cedric]

"Sometimes simple works best." Kalain says in an almost cheerful tone "Open door, clear this den of evil in the name of Westcrown, sounds like a plan that can't go wrong." his smile falters "Light! I probably jinxed it didn't I?"

[Embrodak]

"Does anyone have an oil flask or a smoke stick?" Tartan queries. "We can open the door and smoke them out. Kill them on the way out."

"I would rather fight on a battlefield of our choosing, rather than going into their turf, which could be trapped."

[Birched]

"They might have a bolt hole and just disappear." Devlan waves his finger around. "But if any of you have any magic up your sleeves that might help us out, now might be a good time for the big reveal."

"I have a book of Varisian poetry I might be able to lull them with. If I spoke Varisian."

[RonarsCorruption]

While it didn't seem that anyone had a smokestick, there was enough trash about that the party could feasibly start a fire if they put their minds to it.

[Embrodak]

Tartan looks around seeing the trash "Of course I could make do with the trash. Do we want to go down that route, or should I just feed the brick in and see what happens?"

[RonarsCorruption]

After a little more debate, with no decision reached, Tartan eventually does just that. The brick slides in with little trouble, then drops down into the slot, resulting in a click within the wall; which resulted in a smooth section of the wall coming free from the rest - a secret back door, it seemed.

This door opened into what appeared to be the building's stock room, which was now home to the goblin's sleeping quarters - but none of the goblins themselves at the moment. He could see the real back door over on the other side of the room (barred shut), another door that obviously led into the main room where the goblins currently were, and a set of unsteady looking stairs leading up to the second floor.

[Embrodak]

Take 10 Stealth Tartan walks quietly into the room and looks around the back room , taking a quick count of the bed rolls.

[Birched]

Devlan follows, also stealth take 10 (+6) = 16keeping quiet. He waits as Tartan counts. He's fine with the charge in and get 'em plan, but he's going to at least work as a team. He knows Tartan is good with that mace, so his main goal other than smacking goblins in the head will be too i.e. flankdistract them so that Tartan can do so. To do that, he's going to have to stay close and coordinate his actions.

[Cedric]

Kalain slides into the building, standing still a step or two within the doors and trying to move as little as possible. The creaking leather underneath his heavy scale mail adding to his heavy footsteps, so he stays still until his companions take action. His shield is at ready, so is his sword. Tonight they would bring an end to these murderous vermin.

 

Will try and move as little as possible, Kalain is horrible at stealth, here is a roll though for him to move into the building:

Dice Roll:

1d20-5

(10)-5

Total = 5