[Game Thread] Master of the Fallen Fortress

[Brian]

Argonar "By the Flexing Arm, that thing was ugly!" Argonar muttered, wiping ichor from his boot into the sand, before standing on one leg and holding the boot towards Dorin, "Can I get some of that magical cleaning here?" he asks, looking at the spellcaster, "And now that I think of it, why didn't we just do that to Anja every morning?"   Standard:Attack Spider Rolls

 

Stat Block Argonar Brawler 1 Hit Points: 10/12| AC: 10 +3 (armor) +2 (dex) +1 (dodge) +1 (deflection)17 | Touch +2 (dex) +1 (dodge) +1 (deflection)14 | FF +3 (armor) +1 (deflection)14 | Speed: 30 | Initiative: +2 Saves: Fort +4 | Reflex +4 | Will +1 STR 16 (+3) DEX 14 (+2) CON 14 (+2) INT 12 (+1) WIS 12 (+1) CHA 11 (+0) Attacks: Melee BAB +4 | Ranged BAB +3 | Combat Maneuver Bonus +4 | Combat Maneuver Defense +18 Weapons: +4, 1d6+3; x2Unarmed Strike | +3, 1d8; 19-20 x2; 80'Light Crossbow | +4, 1d4+3; x3Punching Dagger Martial Flexibility: 4/day, move action to gain the use of a combat feat he doesn't have. Must meet all prerequisits for the feat; lasts one minute. Martial Flexibility Uses (Per Day) | O | O | O | O Skills: +2 (dex) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) -1 (ACP)Acrobatics +5 | +3 (str) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) +2 (athletics) -1 (ACP)Climb +8 | +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Handle Animal +4 | +1 (int) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Kn: Dungeoneering +5 | +1 (int) +1 (rank)Kn: Religion +2 | +1 (int) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Lore (Athletic Competitions) +5 | +1 (wis) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Perception +5 | +2 (dex) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Stealth +6 | +3 (str) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) +2 (athletics) -1 (ACP)Swim +8 Languages Common, Dwarven, Drow Sign Language

 

Equipment
Backpack (mwk)	Bedroll
Chalk x2	Grappling Hook (Common)
Explorer’s Outfit	Flint and Steel
Pouch, belt (20 gold)	Rope (silk), 50'
Signal whistle	Small Steel Mirror
Trail rations, 5 days	Waterskin
Scroll of CLW	Scroll of Cloak of Secrets
Scroll of Expeditious Retreat	Torch x2
Scroll Case x2	Insignia of House Ejlvajn
Total Carried Weight (Including Armor and weapons)	67lbs

[Sorcerious]

Dorin Dorin grimaced slightly at the gore on Argonar's boot before quietly saying "tor garak" and summoning his prestidigitation spell. The area of effect causing the dirt and spider guts to fall from Argonar's boot before moving methodically up his leg and sweeping the whole of his body for any stray bits of detritus. "If this is going to be a regular occurrence we may need to find you some waterproof footwear." "Hey!" Dorin exclaimed, his eyes lighting up in a eureka moment "If we do this after every fight it might help intimidate our foes, they will be left wondering how we could have defeated that mighty spider and not gotten a speck of dirt on ourselves, or even broken a sweat! As for Anja, I tried a couple times. Gilda put me up to it on a couple of the stinkier mornings. " He smiled to himself then frowned. "The last time she pinned me and licked my face with that wolf tongue of hers and I had not yet presdigitated away the morning breath. She promised not to do it again if I didn't and it seemed like a good exchange. I hope she comes to..." He glanced around sadly with a searching expression on his face as though the room might hold something that could help. As the spell finished up its work Dorin walked over to the doorway where Henry had gone and Dice preception: 1d20-1 (6)-1 Total = 5 peered into the newly cleared room.

[Brian]

Argonar Argonar lowers his newly cleaned boot, "Thanks Dorin. I mean they're leather, so they're mostly waterproof, but who knows what kind of goop that thing had, it might have etched the leather or eaten a hole through it." he chuckles at Dorin's Anja story, "Not going for the breath first, rookie mistake!" he claps a hand on Dorin's shoulder, "Not to worry, I'm sure they'll be fine. Maybe they're just better suited for other tasks." he follows Dorin to the doorway, Stealth 19slipping around the corner of the door and Perception 7looking around.   Rolls

 

Stat Block Argonar Brawler 1 Hit Points: 10/12| AC: 10 +3 (armor) +2 (dex) +1 (dodge) +1 (deflection)17 | Touch +2 (dex) +1 (dodge) +1 (deflection)14 | FF +3 (armor) +1 (deflection)14 | Speed: 30 | Initiative: +2 Saves: Fort +4 | Reflex +4 | Will +1 STR 16 (+3) DEX 14 (+2) CON 14 (+2) INT 12 (+1) WIS 12 (+1) CHA 11 (+0) Attacks: Melee BAB +4 | Ranged BAB +3 | Combat Maneuver Bonus +4 | Combat Maneuver Defense +18 Weapons: +4, 1d6+3; x2Unarmed Strike | +3, 1d8; 19-20 x2; 80'Light Crossbow | +4, 1d4+3; x3Punching Dagger Martial Flexibility: 4/day, move action to gain the use of a combat feat he doesn't have. Must meet all prerequisits for the feat; lasts one minute. Martial Flexibility Uses (Per Day) | O | O | O | O Skills: +2 (dex) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) -1 (ACP)Acrobatics +5 | +3 (str) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) +2 (athletics) -1 (ACP)Climb +8 | +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Handle Animal +4 | +1 (int) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Kn: Dungeoneering +5 | +1 (int) +1 (rank)Kn: Religion +2 | +1 (int) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Lore (Athletic Competitions) +5 | +1 (wis) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Perception +5 | +2 (dex) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Stealth +6 | +3 (str) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) +2 (athletics) -1 (ACP)Swim +8 Languages Common, Dwarven, Drow Sign Language

 

Equipment
Backpack (mwk)	Bedroll
Chalk x2	Grappling Hook (Common)
Explorer’s Outfit	Flint and Steel
Pouch, belt (20 gold)	Rope (silk), 50'
Signal whistle	Small Steel Mirror
Trail rations, 5 days	Waterskin
Scroll of CLW	Scroll of Cloak of Secrets
Scroll of Expeditious Retreat	Torch x2
Scroll Case x2	Insignia of House Ejlvajn
Total Carried Weight (Including Armor and weapons)	67lbs

[Icereach]

Stuck in the Middle with You As the much reduced party of Foundlings move cautiously into the room, eyes scanning every wall and crevice, it quickly became apparent that the only immediate danger had passed. For its part, said danger continued to be dead in the previous room. The heavily webbed corner of the room turned out to contain several of the spider's previous victims, [Perception] including the still warm corpse of a dog in a harness. Slipped into a loop of the harness was a small potion vial, almost certainly a healing ungueant from the smell. The still air suddenly quivered with the muffled noises again, followed by an equally muffled *thud*. As the remaining Foundlings spun to confront the new sound, a strange sight greeted them. Wriggling through the doorway, what first appeared to be some grotesque worm made of spider silk flopped its way towards Henry at an agonizingly awkward pace. As it got closer it became readily apparent this was no worm but another of the spider's late night snacks.

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Treasure Potion of Cure Light Wounds x1

[triedtherest]

The Cobwebby "Worm" The figure seens to know that you (or at least somebody) is there, because it awkwardly turns to face you (or at least points something that could perhaps be a face towards you) and makes a muffled sound. "He'p me! P'ease!" It says, mournfully.

[Sorcerious]

Dorin Upon hearing the request for help Dorin visibly relaxed. No longer worried that this was a new and unrecognized monster but rather a person in need of help, he ran over to free the newly liberated snack. "I should bring a blade next time" he commented as he tried to pull the webs from the stranger. "Henry bring your sword!"

[Brian]

Argonar Argonar rushes forward, pulling his punching dagger and cutting the dog free from the web. Feeling for a pulse, but finding none, he lays his hand softly on the furred flank and whispers to it, "You were very brave. rest well." before picking up the limp body and carrying out of the dark horror of the place to lay the body on the sun-warmed sand, dropping the dagger next to where Dorin worked to free the person from the webs as he walked by. He took the potion from the harness, patting the dog one last time, "Good Boy" he says softly, before turning and walking out of the bright light of the day into the dark shadows that awaited him. He crouched next to Dorin, to lend a hand if needed. "What have we here, Dorin?" he asked.

 

Stat Block Argonar Brawler 1 Hit Points: 10/12| AC: 10 +3 (armor) +2 (dex) +1 (dodge) +1 (deflection)17 | Touch +2 (dex) +1 (dodge) +1 (deflection)14 | FF +3 (armor) +1 (deflection)14 | Speed: 30 | Initiative: +2 Saves: Fort +4 | Reflex +4 | Will +1 STR 16 (+3) DEX 14 (+2) CON 14 (+2) INT 12 (+1) WIS 12 (+1) CHA 11 (+0) Attacks: Melee BAB +4 | Ranged BAB +3 | Combat Maneuver Bonus +4 | Combat Maneuver Defense +18 Weapons: +4, 1d6+3; x2Unarmed Strike | +3, 1d8; 19-20 x2; 80'Light Crossbow | +4, 1d4+3; x3Punching Dagger Martial Flexibility: 4/day, move action to gain the use of a combat feat he doesn't have. Must meet all prerequisits for the feat; lasts one minute. Martial Flexibility Uses (Per Day) | O | O | O | O Skills: +2 (dex) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) -1 (ACP)Acrobatics +5 | +3 (str) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) +2 (athletics) -1 (ACP)Climb +8 | +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Handle Animal +4 | +1 (int) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Kn: Dungeoneering +5 | +1 (int) +1 (rank)Kn: Religion +2 | +1 (int) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Lore (Athletic Competitions) +5 | +1 (wis) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Perception +5 | +2 (dex) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill)Stealth +6 | +3 (str) +1 (rank) +3 (class skill) +2 (athletics) -1 (ACP)Swim +8 Languages Common, Dwarven, Drow Sign Language

 

Equipment
Backpack (mwk)	Bedroll
Chalk x2	Grappling Hook (Common)
Explorer’s Outfit	Flint and Steel
Pouch, belt (20 gold)	Rope (silk), 50'
Signal whistle	Small Steel Mirror
Trail rations, 5 days	Waterskin
Scroll of CLW	Scroll of Cloak of Secrets
Scroll of Expeditious Retreat	Torch x2
Scroll Case x2	Insignia of House Ejlvajn
Total Carried Weight (Including Armor and weapons)	67lbs

[Sorcerious]

Dorin Dorin picked up the punching dagger and gave it an appraising look for a moment before looking down at the new arrival. He fumbled with the dagger trying to figure out the proper way to hold it for the task of gently cutting someone free. "HOLD STILL" he said loudly trying to make sure that he could be heard through silk filled ears and when the movement stopped he began to cut through the strands in the middle where the hands would be if this new creature turned out to be human shaped.

[Amarga]

Henry Henry chuckled as he listened to his brothers banter back and forth, "You mean you guys don't already have water resistant boots? Love these things. And Angonar's right about Anja, this spider and her probably could have had a contest over making a mess." The rogue grinned as he remembered his own brave morning wake-up expeditions into the shifter's garbage den. This remeniscence stopped as Henry observed the spider's grim handiwork. Kicking the glowing coin forwards he made to move further into the tower, only for the *Thud* to just about launch his soul from his body in shock. The thief was so shocked that he dropped one of his swords, and for a brief moment Henry wondered if this is why Gilda always used to nag him about his slinking habits. Recovering his wits Henry moved to assist Dorin, picking up his dropped sword and sheathing the other as he helped to cut away the webs. It was, however, taking a lot of effort for him to not also try and pocket any curios he found while helping this unfortunate bundle of webbing.

[triedtherest]

Harri Keogh The figures hands freed, it tears the webbing from it's face, revealing a youngish human male. "Bleaugh!" He says, then looks at Dorin. "My thanks, Friend." With help, he frees himself from the rest of the web. Properly visible now, you can see that he is dark haired and with a rough facial stubble that would indicate that he has not yet learned to shave properly, he is a young man with delicate features, slender to the point of appearing frail, though when he clasps Durins hand in grattitude he could tell that he was much stronger, and far more resilient than he first appears. He also has a series of wounds that look as though they have not healed. "I'm Harri by the way, Harri Keogh." He says by way of introduction.

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[Sorcerious]

Dorin "Happy to help!" Dorin says with a genuine grin. He turns and hands the punching dagger back to Argonar and gestures at himself and his companions in turn. " My name is Dorin and these are my brothers Henry and Argonar. We have had our fair share of injuries lately, it is nice to see someone come away from the fight in good heal... Oh wow you are injured! Uhhh... Our healer had to leave... " Dorin fumbles and takes off his pack. He starts rummaging through in a panic for something to help, after a long moment he looks up and says "Did you know spider silk is really strong? I bet we could braid it together into a bandage, or some rope maybe..." and he starts frantically gathering strands of silk.

[triedtherest]

Harri Keogh Harri shakes his head. "I'm afraid that is a long-time injury, possibly even Cursed, and will not heal! Trust me on this, I possess healing magic and I have poured no end of curing Spells into it to no effect!" He sighs and shrugs, then realised something. "Wait! You said you have injured here? I can help! Who needs healing?"

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[Amarga]

Henry Henry smiled sadly, "I think that like your old wound, dumpin' a bunch more spells into them isn't going to help anymore." Turning to Dorin Henry's grin broadened, "Sturdy? Is it giving you ideas for another nifty creation?"

[Sorcerious]

Dorin Dorin rose to his feet. "Even if you can they are not here. Hopefully they are almost at the infirmary in nearby Absalom by now. Well if those wounds are not a problem for you can head back to town, although the route is a bit dangerous, or you can stay with us. We are heading deeper into the tower and you look like you can handle yourself in a fight. How long were you wrapped in those webs, what happened?" Dorin looked down at the webs again and stooped to picked one up. He gave it an appraising look then folded it and put it in his back pack. He heaved the pack up and strapped it on. "Ugh, these things are always gross to put back on after you have been walking for a bit" he said with a disgusted look on his face.

[triedtherest]

Harri Keogh Harri rubs his temples, trying to think. "Eh! My adopted siblings and I had just completed our individual apprenticeships, in various, aha, "Trades", and we had been sent from the House..." Eh! Should I have mentioned The House to these people I only just met? Yes, you can trust them! Eh! Who IS this? Silence. He coughed and realised he had gotten lost in his thoughts once again. He continues. "...Yes, sent here to retrieve a piece of an Artifact, and managed to snag the shard. We were riding high, but that's when everything went downhill. Fast! As our group tried to escape, we were caught in a spell that turned us all to stone. The last thing I remembered was Kah'veil making it to the door." He shakes his head, as though trying to rid it of memories, or maybe to keep them! "I'm not sure how long I've been here, but I'll come along with you. I can tread light, and I can heal, if pressed, I can make good, or at least useable use of a crossbow. This place will NOT defeat me, or make light of my siblings Sacrifice!"

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