[slingergame] Bert says, "Log on."
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Okay, first question: do we still have the option of reasoning with the angry teens, or...?"
[slingergame] Taleslinger says, "Let's wait for everyone"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "ah yes, sorry"
[slingergame] Quarion waits patiently.
[slingergame] Taleslinger says, "but I can already say I won't be able to do the third weekened of March"
[slingergame] Taleslinger says, "My sis and her husband have invited me to go to Vienna for a few days"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims (at Taleslinger), "Cool!"
Shaborys arrives from the east.
[slingergame] Taleslinger says, "But I'll coem back that Saturday so I'll be up for playing"
[slingergame] Quarion says (to Taleslinger), "Even cooler."
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "That's March 17?"
[slingergame] Taleslinger says, "maybe *someone* has figured out their superhero thing since then"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "No main game, but potentially a side game?"
[slingergame] Taleslinger says, "Yeah"
[slingergame] Taleslinger says, "This isn't even my true form!"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Did marc say he wouldn't be here today?"
[slingergame] DM says, "He did"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "So is this everyone?"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I think so."
[slingergame] DM says, "So, I think the current arc will be 2-3 more sessions, and as I said, I'd like to take a short break then to prepare the next one, so we might talk about what we want to do in the interim"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Ok"
[slingergame] DM says, "I mean, we have Quarion's game, and also Jota wanted to run a superhero thing"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I would say that we should finish Quarion's thing that hasn't even started yet, of course, but yeah, I'm interested in doing the supers thing afterward."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I've got a few ideas to continue the Old Continent adventures, yeah (with maybe the looming shadow of an epic war hovering over it)"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I'll probably make a post on #rpg calling for interested players in a week or two."
[slingergame] DM asks (of Vraklul), "Do you have any plans for how long that'll run?"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "My estimate for the initial story is presently around 2-5 sessions."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "If it goes well, there might be more followup later."
[slingergame] DM says, "That would work for me"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "Me too. (Even if I wouldn't say no to DMing a little bit more... )"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "(I think DMing is contagious!)"
[slingergame] DM says (to Quarion), "I think there'll be lots of occasions to fill holes in the Bastafore schedule"
[slingergame] Quarion smiles!
[slingergame] DM asks (of shaborys&Horst), "Any thoughts on this?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "I don't usually plan this far ahead"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Works for me. I'm basically free until May/June."
[slingergame] Horst says, "But I'm probably up for something to some degree"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "I'm happy to play whatever."
[slingergame] DM says, "cool."
[slingergame] DM says, "me too! I'm also happy to continue Bastafore for a long, long time."
[slingergame] Quarion blows trumpets.
[slingergame] DM asks, "So, should we get into it?"
[slingergame] Quarion nods!
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "All right"
[slingergame] Horst asks, "did log start?"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "it did!"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "So as I recall, we're presently in the sewers, and Vraklul has no idea what we're doing except that he's hoping that Shaborys will eventually somehow lead us to bluewater, and now suddenly we're surrounded by punks who want to kill us?"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "Yeah."
Vraklul clears the initiative.
[slingergame] Quarion says, "They think we work for the guy whose son we killed."
DM says, "The camera zooms from a bird eye's view of Wolfwater down to street level, through an obvious CGI manhole and into the sewers. We hear faint voices ""Aha, I see Old Man Burton has hired some new scum to do his dirty work for him. And not even espeically bright. Nine Hells, you know what to do""
DM says, ""We don't want any trouble." She puts her hands out in front of her. "We were sent by Setin. We're looking for bluewater."""
DM exclaims, "We're not with Burton!"
Quarion exclaims, "We killed Old Man Burton's son!"
DM says, "KILL THEM!""
DM says, "And we're back."
DM says, "YOU killed Two Axe Burton? I don't believe it!""
Shaborys says, "Seriously, we're not with Burton. We came looking for you. We don't want to fight."
DM says, "But nobody is attacking you yet."
DM asks, "The Tiefling looks you up and down. "Okay, listen uh - Daggers, if you're not with Burton, what the hell are you doing here?"
[slingergame] Horst asks, "We have his dog! Don't we?"
Vraklul asks, "Two Axe Burton, was he the one who was hanging out with Maza and the goat? Liked summoning big animals to do his fighting for him?"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Is this in game?"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "(what Vrak just said)"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "The stuff in the room is. The stuff in the channel is not."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "okay, I was just worried you'd made amistake"
[slingergame] DM says, "Now, we all know JOta is very convincing as someone who is a bit slow on the uptake..."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I didn't mean it that way, forgive me"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Since I don't remember exactly which of the people we fought was Two Axe Burton, it seems plausible that Vraklul doesn't either, and I don't see why he wouldn't just ask."
[slingergame] Quarion says (to Vraklul), "valid point"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "carry on"
Shaborys says, "We were sent by Setin. You know him, right? We're looking for a source of bluewater."
DM says, "He twirls his knives again, deep in thought. "Hm, you don't look like you're with ther Wererats, and you sure as hells ain't ghouls. Ha! Maybe you're city guard! KILL THEM!""
Shaborys says, "He said there was a conflict between y'all and Burton."
Shaborys sighs.
Vraklul says, "I think they want a fight."
Quarion is glad he remembered to prepare spells this morning.
DM says, "Two kids look at Vraklul and Quarion, opposite them, and one says timidly "Maybe you could talk some more, Knives?""
Shaborys asks, "Do we really look like city guard?"
Hunter goes home.
Hunter arrives at home.
Horst says, "We're not here to bust you for loitering in the sewers, kids."
Vraklul says, "I gotta admit, I'm not really sure *why* you want to kill us."
DM says, "Knives puts his,er, knives away. "Damn good point. Okay, listen, Daggers, everyone down here is out to get us. We need to be careful.""
Horst says, "And you must be holding your own against both wererats and ghouls and who knows what else, and that's pretty impressive."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "OK, now I get how One- and Two- Axe got their names."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Hehe"
DM says, "So, Setin send you, to, what? Ask we he doesn't get anymore Bluewater? I tell you why. Some sort of creatures is hoggin' our supply, that's why.""
[slingergame] Horst says, "calm down, Clamps."
Shaborys says, "We'd like to help."
Shaborys says, "We need it, we don't have a choice."
Quarion says, "It's a matter of life or death."
DM says, "All the kids visible relax. One half-orc, who wields a mace made of old chair parts, whispers "Bah, I could've taken that axe guy. Totally.""
Vraklul says, "Ah, now I think we're getting somewhere."
Vraklul asks, "What sort of creatures are these, and where can we find them?"
DM says, "Okay, follow me. We can have a parley over here."
Quarion follows Knives?
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "Overconfidence!"
DM says, "Everyone else but Angles - scram! Be on the lookout. If you see ghouls, run!""
Shaborys follows.
DM says, "Knives steps over into a side tunnel. By his side is a young human woman, with a shaved head and a slightly - unhinged look. Her face and arms are covered with home made tattos of rectangles and straight lines and stuff like that."
Vraklul follows Shaborys, while idling wondering what kind of a weapon an 'angle' is.
DM says, "Okay, first of all - we don't use real names here. If you do, the Crawler can find you. So each of you needs to think of a nickname real quick. Except you Dagger, unless you hate it."
Shaborys says, "Works for me."
Vraklul asks, "The Crawler?"
DM says, "Psst, don't take to loudly, or he will find you."
Quarion asks, "Okay, I'll be 'Fireball', then. Will that do?"
DM says, "(*talk*)"
DM says, "Angles gives it a thumbs up."
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Shaborys is already an expert at taking quietly."
Horst says, "uhhh I guess... Mace? Mace... Wind... y. Mace Windy."
[Crows-Nest] DM says (to horst), "ha ha"
DM says, "Well, we already have a mace, so we'll call you Windy."
Vraklul asks, "Um. My name means 'Lily' in Common. Is that good enough? Or should I pick something different?"
DM says, "Angles and Knives burst out laughing. "No man, that works just fine.""
DM says, "So, Bluewater, right? We supply it to Setin and we get it from - someone. And we store it in an old workroom down here. And usually that works just fine."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion asks, "Hey, Shaborys didn't pick a nickname?"
[Crows-Nest] Shaborys says, "I'm Daggers."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "aha"
DM says, "I mean, Burton's guys are usually idiots, and the ghouls have no interest in that stuff."
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "or I could have gone with Me Fist O"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "hah"
[Crows-Nest] Shaborys asks, "Who is O?"
[Crows-Nest] Alex says (to Shaborys), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that O is part of 'no'. So which part of 'no' don't you understand. Furthermore, ascii 111 is o."
DM says, "Angles says something for the first time, and her voice is a low, odd mutter, somewhat toneless. She's never quite looking at anyone or anything. And she says "I make sure the Wererats don't find u.""
DM says, "Us. *she coughs* Don't find us."
Horst says, "No problem"
DM asks, "Anyway, I don't know if you know, but Wolfwater is some sort of thin place? For magic and stuff?"
Shaborys nods.
Shaborys says, "So we've heard."
Quarion asks, "Did something come through?"
DM says, "Sometimes things come through. Oh not up there in their fancy magic school with all their protection magic. But don't here. Things like the craw-""
DM says, "You all suddenly here something skittering, somewhere, in a tunnel far away."
Quarion tightens his grip on the White Wand.
DM says, "Angles punches Knives on the shoulder. "Don't mention him so often.""
Quarion asks, "Let's call it 'It', if that helps?"
DM says, "Knives looks around nervously and rubs his head. "Yeah, anyway, something took refuge in our storeroom. We're not sure what, but last time we checked the tunnel that leads to it was full of corpses."
Quarion asks, "Whose? Anyone you -- anyone you knew?"
DM asks, "So if you cats could help us clear that out, we could get Setin his Bluewater. And some other stuff to other people, but don't worry about that, right?"
Quarion says, "No problem, Knives."
Shaborys says, "Yeah, we can do that."
DM asks (of Quarion), "I think they were Burton's guys?"
Quarion says (to Knives), "Well, at least they were no great loss."
[slingergame] DM says, "I wonder if y'all are forgetting a plot point or intentionally not bringing it up."
Vraklul asks, "Are these the kind of corpses that just lie around and smell bad, or the kind that get up and have bad attitudes?"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Which plot point?"
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "Mrr?"
DM says, "Knives punches you in the shoulder. "I like you, Fireball.""
[slingergame] DM asks, "Where did you first see Nine Hells uniforms?"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Running away from ghouls?"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "They opened the manhole and ran away."
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "But I'm not sure how this matters?"
DM says (to Vraklul), "They just lay around, but it was spooky as hell. I mean, I can't just have my kids run into there. These guys depend on me."
Shaborys says, "Understood."
Quarion nods.
Vraklul says, "OK, well, let's go see what's in that storeroom."
Quarion says, "The sooner the better."
DM asks, "Allright. I'll send one of my guys with you. Just, uh, just don't touch any barrels or chests in there, allright?"
Shaborys nods.
Quarion says, "Understood."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Unless it's full of gold."
Vraklul shrugs. "No guarantees. Combat can get messy."
Shaborys says, "We won't open anything."
DM says, "It's just that a lot of people are angry about not getting their stuff from us, and we're. Well, just don't open anything. I would hate for this to get messy."
Quarion says, "Lily here will try to avoid smashing stuff while raging, won't he? *meaningful glance*"
Vraklul says, "Oh, sure. I'll try."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Looks like a good day to cast Thunderwave *muahahah*"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "he he"
[slingergame] DM asks, "Re: earlier, well, they openened to manhole for the ghouls...doesn't that seem a bit odd?"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "I assumed they were panicking and being chased."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "We didn't know they were doing it *for* the ghouls."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "I did think they were being mischievious, but now we know they're super scared of ghouls, so what Quarion siad."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Also that they work/live underground, and probably came from there or wanted to go back."
[slingergame] DM says, "Ah, okay, fair."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "Let's resume play"
DM says, "Angles, go with them and make sure the room is okay once they secured it, okay?""
DM says, "She nods and smiles shyly."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "But now that the DM has insisted on this detail, I'm now certain the Nine Hells are in league with the ghouls, Old Man Burton, Maza Belltwinkle, Kaze's father, and the goat."
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "ha ha"
Quarion asks, "So, I follow Angles?"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "once you stat up an NPC, noncombat is not an option"
DM says, "Angles leads you quickly through some more tunnels, and once you more you realize that the Undercity really *is* Wolfwater - you travel through cellars forgotten and new, through sewers, and through weirdly organic looking tunnels. There are occasional signs of mining work, but there doesn't seem to be rhyme or reason to anything down here. You travel for nearly an hour in the constant dark, until you arrive at a tunnel that looks like any others, but Angles halts the group."
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Nah, they're just a decent bunch of kids trying to deal drugs and rob people."
Quarion asks, "This is it?"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Because of the unfortunate pressures of a society that has no place for them."
[Crows-Nest] Shaborys says, "Well, I'm a decent rogue trying to buy drugs and also likes to rob people."
DM says, "Down this tunnel and to the left" she mutters, without looking at anyone."
Shaborys makes her way down the tunnel, creeping.
Vraklul says, "It's kinda nice down here, compared to up above. Not nearly so many people around."
DM says, "I'll be waiting here" she says and sort of ... fades into the background."
Quarion follow stealthily after Daggers, wand at the ready.
[slingergame] DM says, "When you say stealthily..."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "darn, I have to roll"
Vraklul follows the others, and is perfectly willing to attempt Stealth, but he does not anticipate any significant degree of success.
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, ""creeping" meant stealthily. Do you want a roll, too?"
DM says, "Everybody roll some stealth"
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 18 | 18 + 8 = 26
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 4 | 4 + 8 = 12
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 4 | 4 + 2 = 6
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 14 | 14 + 2 = 16
Horst has disadv
Quarion rolls 1 20-sided die: 9 | 9 + 1 = 10
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Disadvantage: 6"
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 15 | 15 - 1 = 14
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 7 | 7 - 1 = 6
[slingergame] Horst exclaims, "me too!"
[slingergame] Horst says, "high-five"
DM says, "Stabby and Quarion melt into the shadows, and behind them CLONK CLONK come the fighters"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "*SLAP*"
DM says, "You reach the next sidetunnel and peer into it. The ground is covered with corpses, 4 or 5 of them. You don't see any immediate danger. This tunnel is a dead end, but has a sidedoor at the end."
Quarion takes out his Detect Magic wand.
Shaborys loots the corpses.
[Setting the zoned flag.]
DM says (to Quarion), "There is no magic currently."
Quarion says, "No magic here, guys. Odd."
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "Orcsbane would beg to differ!"
DM says (to Shaborys), "You find 5d6 gold, and some simple weapons, sword and axes and daggers. 4 corpses wear a simple black headband that is the sign of Burton's gang, while one, a human of indefinite age, wears a 9 Hells jacket."
DM says, "And every single corpse is missing its hands."
Shaborys rolls 5 6-sided dice: 3 2 3 4 3 | 15
Shaborys mutters, "Creepy."
Quarion says, "Daggers, this isn't the best time for looting, I think."
Quarion says, "And yeah, I have a bad feeling about this, but I think we can handle it..."
[slingergame] Horst says, "oh, it's this thing"
[slingergame] DM asks, "What thing?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "you know, wink wink"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion asks, "Can I roll a Knowledge check for this 'magic monster eating hands' stuff?"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "Arcana, sure"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Do the hands look chopped off or bitten off?"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Or, I guess, the lack of hands."
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "Also, I'd like to encourage some Channel discipline : This one for jokes, everything else on #slingerg"
[slingergame] DM says (to roger), "If you want to have that idea IC, roll some Arcana too"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion asks (of DM), "INT mod if I don't have the skill?"
[slingergame] DM says (to Quarion), "As a wizard you surely have Arcana? Otherwise it's INT, yeah"
Quarion rolls 1 20-sided die: 3 | 3 + 3 = 6
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I don't have Arcana :("
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 7 | 7 + 0 = 7
[slingergame] DM says, "Autodidact, I forget :-("
[slingergame] Horst says, "hah nope"
DM says (to Quarion), "All your teacher ever told you is that a monster will eat your hands if you don't keep them above your blanket, but she never specified which."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Oh, fine..."
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 17 | 17 - 1 = 16
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "I see smoking all that weed has Gandalf-ied Vraklul."
[slingergame] DM asks (of Vraklul), "There was this guy at the good valley, this wizard, who told you like, sometimes necromancers cut off people's hands, to, like, animate them and stuff?"
Vraklul says, "Man, I hope no one is collecting those hands to do evil zombie death magic on them."
Vraklul asks, "That stuff about wizards turning them undead to make them attack people is just a story people make up to scare kids, right?"
Shaborys shudders.
Quarion says, "We've been chasing evil zombie death magic people since forever, Lily. I bet you anything this is exactly what's going on."
Shaborys slinks to the door, and listens at it.
Horst says, "It'd be worse if they were doing that to feet"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "By the way, does anyone in the party have a spell list that includes Guidance? It's a really handy cantrip for situations like this. Might be worth considering it when we level up and you get more spells."
DM says (to Shaborys), "You sneak to the door. It's one of those heavy steel ones, and it's a bit ajar."
Quarion says, "Windy, what would a corpse care about feet? It's not like they's going to walk or anything -- oh, right."
[slingergame] Horst says, "Yeah I have it but either forget about it or it doesn't seem right"
[slingergame] Horst says, "I'll try to keep it in mind more"
DM says, "You hear some muttering"
[slingergame] Horst says, "Everyone else, we've been together long enough now that you could request it"
Vraklul says (to Horst, Quarion), "You guys need to get a cup. It's crazy to go out fighting without one."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Please, O Mighty Simov, please bestow upon us guidance, that we might see with blinding sight"
Quarion asks, "A cup? What for, Lily?"
Shaborys oils the hinges of the door while the others are talking. Just in case.
Horst shrugs all shruggily.
DM says, "The muttering is in no language you understand though. There is no light through the door, just pitch black darkness."
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "Darkvision!"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "Me too!"
DM says, "And these odd ... moving sounds? Something seems wrong with them, but you ... *sunglasses* can't quiet put your finger on it."
Vraklul says (to Quarion), "It's a kind of armor. For guys. In case a zombie foot tries to kick you. You know."
Horst says, "Ilmater is the lord of suffering, but there are limits."
Shaborys returns to the others and tells them about the door and the muttering and the moving and whatever.
DM says (to Shaborys), "Roll stealth"
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 4 | 4 + 8 = 12
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 5 | 5 + 8 = 13
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 4 | 4 + 6 = 10
DM says, "Allright"
Vraklul says, "Oh, so that must be where the monster is."
Vraklul asks, "What are we waiting for?"
Quarion says, "Nothing."
[slingergame] DM says, "Man, I keep thinking of Darkvision as Low light vision in Shadowrun. But it even works in TOTAL darkness."
Shaborys pulls out her shortbow.
Horst says, "I am ready"
Quarion says, "I am always ready"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Yeah, dim => bright, but total dark => dim."
[slingergame] Horst says, "also, only in total darkness, maybe (there's some variance between versions)"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Because we don't care about your silly SCIENCE in our FANTASY stories."
Shaborys waits for everyone to follow her to the door before opening it further (on oiled hinges).
Horst says, "Maybe ease off on the fireballs, Fireball; there might be explosive things in there."
Vraklul follows Shaborys!
DM asks, "I could have everyone roll stealth again, but I think we can agree your approach would not go unnoticed?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "oops I guess next time maybe I'll prepare Silence; oh well"
Quarion says, "Okay, Windy, that leaves me with a small choice of spells."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Oh, all right."
DM says, "The muttering from behind the door gets more inquisitive as you reach it. Still, it's a language none of you have ever heard"
Shaborys takes a deep breath and looks to see that everyone is ready?
Vraklul grins. He looks ready.
Quarion draws his wand. 'I can't wait.'
[Crows-Nest] Quarion asks, "Dammit, why a *wand*?"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul asks, "?"
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "Horst?"
[Crows-Nest] DM asks, "hm?"
Horst nods
[slingergame] Horst says, "yes fine"
Shaborys pulls open the door and advances slowly into the room.
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Now every time I emote, there's an innuendo waiting to be seen."
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "Hey now"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul asks, "You're concerned about people seeing your wand?"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion asks, "See?"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "heh"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Don't worry about it. Every wand is different. There's nothing wrong with yours."
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "Got a bit of a curve to the right, I see"
Quarion does not dilly-dally! He goes after Shaborys, carefully.
DM says, "The door leads into a small, low cramped corridor. It's about 20 feet long. The walls and ceiling are hewn from rock. On the floor is what you take for a mass of spiders, but of course it's a lot of severed hands, turning towards you as you enter."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion groans.
Shaborys ew.
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Just make sure to use it responsibly. Don't stand around playing with your wand when there's work to be done. You don't want it to go off by accident. If you blow your slots early, you won't be able to bring it out when it counts."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion re-groans.
DM says, "But that's not that most horrible thing here. Something comes floating from the dark at the other end, something huge and disgusting and spherical. A red, central eye stares hatefully as you, while four other eyes swivel on eyestalks. It continues it's strange muttering as all 5 eyey turn towards you."
DM says, "Boy are we in Initiative."
Shaborys licks her lips. We're gonna eat well tonight.
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "oh my goodness gracious"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "There. Does that wear out the double entendres? I think we're set to move past them now."
Quarion rolls 1 20-sided die: 17 | 17 + 1 = 18
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 18 | 18 + 4 = 22
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Thankfully."
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 16 | 16 + 1 = 17
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "woot"
[Crows-Nest] Shaborys says, "Wow"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 20 | 20 + 2 = 22
Vraklul registers himself at init 22.
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 12 | 12 + 2 = 14
Quarion registers himself at init 18.
Shaborys registers herself at init 23.
Horst displays the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18)
DM registers Spectator at init 14.
Horst registers Horst at init 17.
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 15 | 15 + 2 = 17
DM registers Claws at init 16.
[Crows-Nest] Quarion exclaims, "Hey, what's that spectator doing on the stage? Get him back into his seat!"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "This is kinda reminding me of that sphere we had a vision of in the hell dimension, but I imagine that's probably a coincidence."
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "It's a spectator and his twisted necromantic 'children', the spectator-tots"
[slingergame] DM says, "So here's how this works technically. There's three rows of Claws you need to get past if you want to get at the floaty one in Melee. You can attack ranged, but only from inside the room, and that will leave you open to AoO from all hands near you"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul exclaims, "All hands on deck!"
[slingergame] DM says, "think of this room as three rows by 7 rows"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "How big is the room, and how much of the floor is covered in h-- timing."
[slingergame] Horst says, "Maybe we should slam the door shut and start yelling at this beachball"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "BLINK BLINK MOTHERFUCKERS"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "what"
[Crows-Nest] DM asks, "Because it has a lot of eyes?"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says (to Horst), "He said 'BLINK BLINK MOTHERFUCKERS'."
DM advances the initiative: SHABORYS(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "Would a bonus action of breathing fire count as ranged and incur the AoO?"
[slingergame] Vraklul says (to DM), "So I thought you were going to follow up the 3x7 comment with more details..."
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "I think he said 3 rows of 7 claws?"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Or does that include the hands?"
[Crows-Nest] DM says (to Vraklul), "You can take any position on the first two rows you'd like, and then there's three rows of claws, and the Spectator on the next one"
[slingergame] DM says, "So 9 claws all in all"
[slingergame] Shaborys is waiting for an answer before acting?
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Ah, OK. And then one row that's completely empty at the end."
[slingergame] DM says (to Shaborys), "Sure, sorry"
[slingergame] DM asks, "I was looking at your racial ability, but that's a potion, right?"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Yup"
[slingergame] Shaborys | After drinking this potion, you can use a bonus action to exhale fire at a target within 30 feet of you. The target must make a DC 13 Dexterity saving throw, taking 4d6 fire damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one. The effect ends after you exhale the fire three times or when 1 hour has passed.
[slingergame] DM says, "Hm, I'll say that'll incure the AoOs"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Drat, ok."
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Wait, the claws are the hands?"
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "From the three in the front?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yes"
[slingergame] DM says, "(to both)"
[slingergame] Horst says, "awww man spoilers"
Shaborys swaps to her sword and attacks a claw, I guess.
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 1 | 1 + 6 = 7
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Whoops"
DM says, "nope"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) VRAKLUL(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "The rats are so excited they've started a fight themselves"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "the hands start clapping really sarcastically"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "What does everyone think: do I want to incur six attacks of opportunity, or not?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "Sounds fun to me"
[slingergame] DM asks, "Six?"
Vraklul gets that glint of Rage in his eye.
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Three rows of claws, assuming that's 5x5 squares, so they're 15 feet deep. I can jump 18 feet if I get a 10 foot running start, and you said we have two rows (10feet) of space on this side of the room."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "So if I use my movement to run along a wall and leap over the claws, I should theoretically be able to reach the square next to the SPectator, but will incur -- oh, I guess only four AoO's as I go by, since the last two claws will still be adjacent to me."
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah, four"
[slingergame] DM says, "also, awesome"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Yeah, let's go for it. I am happy to do something dramatic and cool and dumb and dangerous."
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 4 | 4 + 3 = 7
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 10 | 10 + 3 = 13
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 3 | 3 + 3 = 6
Vraklul screams while running straight toward the mass of claws... and then LEAPING OVER THEM THROUGH THE AIR!
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 19 | 19 + 3 = 22
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "ALl disadvantage, since I'm raging."
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 3 | 3 + 3 = 6
DM says, "Yeah, all the claws grab at air."
Vraklul lands right next to the Spectator. In one fluid movement, with the momentum of his leap, he spins and swings Orcsbane at it!
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 2 | 2 + 7 = 9
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Aw, man."
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "But at least I'm over there now!"
[slingergame] DM says, "You get 5 side eyes at once"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) QUARION(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Quick question: how high is the ceiling?"
[slingergame] DM asks, "Er, normal, I think 4-5 feet?"
[Crows-Nest] (from Vraklul) Quarion asks, "And if Vraklul hits his head, does it really have any effect on his tactical skills?"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims (at DM), "I'm six foot high!"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "It will improver them"
[slingergame] DM says, "Right, sorry, 8-9 feet"
[slingergame] DM says, "Conversion is hard"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "True."
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Rule of thumb: 10ft = 3m."
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "If I were to, hypothetically, cast Spider Climb on myself, and then run onto the ceiling, would I get AoUs?"
[slingergame] DM says, "So yeah, around 8 ft"
[slingergame] DM says, "No."
[slingergame] DM says, "Also, awesome"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "And since I can run 30ft in one move... I should be able to get close to the spectator!"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah, that would put you right next to it on his other side"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I'm doing it."
[slingergame] DM says, "Allright"
[slingergame] DM says, "Spiderelf, Spiderelf..."
Quarion rubs bitumen and a bit of spiderweb onto his forehead into a mark that glows in the shape of a spider!
DM says, "Quarion climbs spiderlike over the ceiling and lands on the spectator's other side"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) HORST(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
Horst peeks around the door and casts some Radiant Flame at the thing with the eyes.
Horst says, "It rolls a Dex save, vs 14."
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 11 | 11 + 2 = 13
Horst rolls 1 8-sided die: 7 | 7
Horst says, "7 radiant damage owww right in the eye"
DM says, "The beast shrieks in rage"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) CLAWS(16) Spectator(14)
DM says, "So, the three claws in the front row attack Shaborys and Horst (like 2-1)"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 2 | 2 + 3 = 5
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 20 | 20 + 3 = 23
DM says, "Ouch"
Shaborys ffff.
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Grabby bastards."
DM rolls roll 2 4-sided dice: 4 | 4 + 1 = 5
DM says, "And Horst"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 5 | 5 + 3 = 8
Horst says, "Haha no."
DM says, "the three in the back row do the same thing with Vraklul and Quarion (also 2-1)"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 18 | 18 + 3 = 21
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 10 | 10 + 3 = 13
DM rolls 1 4-sided die: 3 | 3 + 1 = 4
[slingergame] Horst says, "Vrak is still disadv-raging"
[slingergame] Horst says, "I think right"
DM exclaims (at Vraklul), "4 slashing!"
[slingergame] DM asks, "Isn't that only AoOs?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "oh maybe"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Yes, it was for the AoO's."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Because I can FLY LIKE AN EAGLE."
[slingergame] Horst says, "good jorb, Mighty Eagle"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Also, I don't know if it ever came up in-game that my hair turned white some time around level 3."
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 8 | 8 + 3 = 11
DM says, "Quarion is safe"
[slingergame] Horst says, "hunh"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Y'know, like a bald eagle's head feathers."
[slingergame] Horst says, "well yeah you guys are senior-citizens at 35 or something"
DM says, "The middle row claws break up their move actions! The One each attacks Stabby, Quarion and Vraklul"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 8 | 8 + 3 = 11
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 1 | 1 + 3 = 4
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 19 | 19 + 3 = 22
DM rolls 1 4-sided die: 1 | 1 + 1 = 2
DM exclaims, "2 slashing!"
DM says, "(For Vraklul("
Quarion dodges! 'Ha!'
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "These monsters always remind me of Evil Dead"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "How can they reach us if they're in between the other rows of claws?"
[slingergame] DM says, "They break up their movement, move through their buddies, and move back."
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "But I think predate it; they came out of a very early issue of The Dragon magazine"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Oh, I see."
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "Then we get AoO's when they move back!"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "Then they high-five each other"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 20 | 20 + 7 = 27
[slingergame] Horst says, "dang son"
Vraklul rolls 3 12-sided dice: 1 1 7 | 9 + 7 = 16
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 13 | 13 + 6 = 19
DM exclaims (at Quarion), "You toom buudy!"
Shaborys rolls 1 6-sided die: 6 | 6 + 4 = 10
[slingergame] Quarion asks (of DM), "AoUs?"
Vraklul takes a SAVAGE CRITICAL OPPORTUNITY!
DM says (to Vraklul), "The claw is at -14"
Quarion casts three Magic Missiles at the three middle claws!
DM says (to Quarion), "No"
DM says, "You can just make a melee attack (I think)"
Vraklul exclaims, "MANICURED!"
DM says, "Yes, it needs to be a melee attack"
Quarion draws his quarterstaff and whacks one of the middle claws!
Quarion rolls 1 20-sided die: 4 | 4 + 2 = 6
DM says, "That was hands down a good turn for you"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) SPECTATOR(14)
[slingergame] Vraklul says (to Quarion), "Basically: when someone moves out of the melee range of someone else, that someone else can use their Reaction (if they haven't used it for something else already) to do one quick melee attack at whoever is fleeing."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "okat"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Since the claws approached us, attacked, then moved away, we get to take a quick swipe as they move away."
DM says (to vraklul), "One of the eyes stares at you"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "My swipe was pretty ineffective though :P"
DM says, "Make a WIS(13) save"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 3 | 3 + 0 = 3
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "I am lost!"
[slingergame] Horst says, "oh dear"
DM exclaims, "YOU ARE CONFUSED!"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "Aren't we all."
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul exclaims, "NO CHANGE HERE!"
DM says, "Its other eye turns towards Horst"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "aren't we all"
DM says (to horst), "Make a con(13) save"
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 12 | 12 + 2 = 14
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Darn, Confused isn't in Appendix A. I guess I'll find out what it means when my turn comes around."
[slingergame] Horst says, "wooooooosh"
DM says (to horst), "You feel stiff for a moment, but the feeling passes"
DM advances the initiative: END OF ROUND
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "IYKWIM"
DM advances the initiative: SHABORYS(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Good thing that didn't happen to Quarion, or he'd be worried about his wand."
Shaborys slashes at the claw nearest her.
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 17 | 17 + 6 = 23
DM says, "It's dead"
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "Horst is still next to us?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah"
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "It's dead just now, or it was dead?"
DM says, "Dead now"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Ok, cool."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I think he means your minimum damage roll is greater than its hit points."
[slingergame] DM says, "They have 2 HP :-)"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Yay"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) VRAKLUL(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "I am confused! What does that mean?"
DM says, "so, you are confused, and you swing your axe around aimlessly. Roll a d6"
Vraklul rolls 1 6-sided die: 5 | 5
DM says, "you attack one of the hands"
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "Yay!"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 14 | 14 + 7 = 21
Vraklul rolls 1 12-sided die: 10 | 10 + 7 = 17
DM says, "it's dead"
Vraklul exclaims, "UNHANDED!"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) QUARION(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
Vraklul . o O ( Wait, why did I attack the hand rather than the eyeball thing? Enh, whatever, I'm killin' stuff. )
[slingergame] Quarion says, "Thinking."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I have two plans and I must choose"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Does Web autohit?"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I think it fills the area, but they need to save."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "okay"
[slingergame] DM says, "Web would affect everyone though"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "Yeah"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "Bad idea"
[slingergame] Quarion imagines the entire room filled with web.
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "What about the claws?"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "How many are close to me?"
[slingergame] DM says, "One"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "I take it that means I killed the middle one?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Right, sorry, my mistake, 2"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I take it that means I killed the one on my side? :)"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yes"
Quarion waves his wand dramatically, and three Magic Missiles of bright blue soar forth! They strike the two claws closest to Quarion, and the final one hits the Spectator in the jaws.
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 3 | 3 + 1 = 4
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 4 | 4 + 1 = 5
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 4 | 4 + 1 = 5
Quarion exclaims, "Take that!"
DM exclaims, "Those are some ex-claws!"
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "So we're down six claws now?"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "I fought the claw and the claw won. Wait, no it didn't."
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah, two left on your side"
DM says, "The spectator is also not happy"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "And one near the middle?"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) HORST(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
[slingergame] DM asks, "Didn't you kill all three in the middle?"
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "Quarion missed?"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I missed."
Horst says, "That spell worked pretty good last time; let's try that again."
Horst says, "So another Dex-14 save for you, exspecto"
[slingergame] DM says, "Dang, right. One lft in the middle."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I wasn't going to argue with you if you disagreed :)"
[slingergame] DM says, "hey, I forgot the AoO against you last time"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 20 | 20 + 2 = 22
DM exclaims, "The spell soars at the Spectator, but bounces off! Right back at Horst!"
DM says (to horst), "Make a Dx(14) saving throw :-)"
Horst says, "D'oh"
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 12 | 12 - 1 = 11
Horst rolls 1 8-sided die: 3 | 3
Horst says, "owww my eyes the googles do nothing"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) CLAWS(16) Spectator(14)
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "ha ha"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "No wait, you get two attacks of Opportunity"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 17 | 17 + 3 = 20
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 11 | 11 + 3 = 14
DM rolls 1 4-sided die: 2 | 2 + 1 = 3
DM says, "Three slashing damage, too"
DM says, "The two claws near the entrance attack Stabby and Horst respectively"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 2 | 2 + 3 = 5
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 15 | 15 + 3 = 18
DM says, "Man, poor Horst"
Horst says, "roll it, boyo"
DM rolls 1 4-sided die: 2 | 2 + 1 = 3
DM says, "The middle claw moved and take on Vraklul"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 15 | 15 + 3 = 18
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "A hit!"
DM rolls 1 4-sided die: 1 | 1 + 1 = 2
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) SPECTATOR(14)
Quarion braces himself for a world of pain.
DM says, "One more, the creature turns its gaze on everyone's favorite Half-orc"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Aw, shucks, thanks."
DM says (to Vraklul), "This time, it's a WIS(13) save"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 3 | 3 + 0 = 3
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "Same save you called for last time, same result on the dice!"
DM exclaims, "You all see something you thought you'd never see .... Vraklul is AFRAID!"
DM exclaims, "One could even say ... FRIGHTENED!"
Vraklul exclaims, "STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!"
DM says, "Its second eye turns to Quarion"
DM says, "One of it's many eyes, I mean"
DM says, "And you better make a CON(13) save"
Quarion rolls 1 20-sided die: 18 | 18 + 2 = 20
Quarion stares back, defiantly!
Quarion exclaims, "You don't scare me!"
DM exclaims, "Good save!"
DM advances the initiative: END OF ROUND
DM advances the initiative: SHABORYS(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
Shaborys slashes at yet another claw.
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 3 | 3 + 6 = 9
DM says, "aw"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) VRAKLUL(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
Shaborys says, "Stop moving, ye b*stard."
Vraklul RECKLESSLY attacks... something. Maybe the Spectator?
Vraklul rolls 1 6-sided die: 2 | 2
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 15 | 15 + 7 = 22
DM says, "Er, you are no longer confused, should've mentioned that"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Advantage from reckless attack should cancel disadvantage from frightening."
DM says, "right"
DM says, "So that's a hit"
Vraklul rolls 1 12-sided die: 7 | 7 + 7 = 14
DM says, "That thing looks wounded"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) QUARION(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
Vraklul swings his axe around madly in front of him, all while letting out a high pitched "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
DM says (to Sorry,), "make a WIS(13) save with disadv"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "So no anything that attacks me until my next turn gets advantage."
DM says, "Vraklul"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Er, now."
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 12 | 12 + 0 = 12
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Aw, man."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "So close."
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Is this a consequence of my successfully hitting it?"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "No, to check if you're still frightened"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Oh, aha."
[slingergame] DM says (to Quarion), "Give 'em hell, Wizard boy"
Quarion mutters ancient words of power! And hurls three magic missiles at the spectators' eyes
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 1 | 1 + 1 = 2
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 4 | 4 + 1 = 5
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 2 | 2 + 1 = 3
DM exclaims, "the spectator looks near death!"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) HORST(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
Quarion exclaims, "Finish it off, Windy!"
Horst feels lucky.
[slingergame] DM says, "Give 'em hell, cleric boy"
Horst says, "Okay, let's try that radiant damage thing again and I hope I don't poke my own eye out."
Horst says, "Dex-14 save, chummer."
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 19 | 19 + 2 = 21
Horst says, "Well foo."
DM says (to horst), "Dex 14 save, chummer."
Quarion exclaims, "Dammit, Windy!"
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 6 | 6 - 1 = 5
Horst says, "owww my other eye"
Horst rolls 1 8-sided die: 1 | 1
Quarion looks on in horror at Horst's discomfiture.
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) CLAWS(16) Spectator(14)
DM says, "Again, Stabby Horst, then Vraklul"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 13 | 13 + 3 = 16
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 10 | 10 + 3 = 13
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 1 | 1 + 3 = 4
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Hits"
Horst says, "No"
DM rolls 1 4-sided die: 1 | 1 + 1 = 2
DM says, "slash slash"
Vraklul doesn't even notice the claw swiping at him. Too busy counting and re-counting the eyes. The eyes...!
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) SPECTATOR(14)
DM says, "it turns one eye to vraklul again"
DM says, "Make a CON(13) save"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 12 | 12 + 5 = 17
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 3 | 3 + 5 = 8
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Did I have Disadvantage still?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yes"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Curses."
[slingergame] DM asks, "It's still the 17 though, right?"
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "My first chance at a successful save, foiled because of fear!"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks (of DM), "If I have disadvantage, I roll twice and take the worse one, right?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Oh wait, you rolled for disadv, nevermind"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah, my bad"
[slingergame] DM says, "I thought you thought you had adv"
DM rolls 3 10-sided dice: 6 4 8 | 18
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "If it were a DEX save, I would..."
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Are those hit points?"
DM says, "A ray shoots from the eye and hits Vraklul for 18 necrotic damage"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "oof."
DM says, "It's other eye turns towards Horst"
DM says, "Make a Con(13) save"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Better than negative status effects, IMO."
DM says, "No, WIS"
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 15 | 15 + 4 = 19
DM says, "Looks like that Confusion Ray didn't quite reach your damaged eyes"
DM advances the initiative: END OF ROUND
DM advances the initiative: SHABORYS(23) Vraklul(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
Shaborys attacks the claw, yet again. Little jerk.
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 13 | 13 + 6 = 19
Shaborys ha.
Quarion exclaims, "Go, Daggers, go!"
DM exclaims, "Only 2 claws left!"
DM advances the initiative: Shaborys(23) VRAKLUL(22) Quarion(18) Horst(17) Claws(16) Spectator(14)
Vraklul says, "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Recklessly:"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 9 | 9 + 7 = 16
DM says, "That hits"
Vraklul rolls 1 12-sided die: 12 | 12 + 7 = 19
Vraklul *SPORTCH*
DM exclaims, "Vraklul hits the Spectator and it's explodes into disgusting goo, covering Vraklul, Quarion and the rest of the room. The other claws shrivel up and die. You are victorious!"
Quarion exclaims, "Yes!"
Shaborys eyes the goo. Ew.
Vraklul asks, "EEEEEeeeeeee... eee... eeeit's gone?"
Vraklul lets out a massive sigh of relief.
DM says, "Yeah, you are no longer scared"
Quarion says, "Guess like you're not eating monster for lunch, Daggers."
Quarion says, "(uh, Guess it looks like)"
Horst says, "Whew."
Quarion asks, "Oh wait, do we still need nicknames?"
Vraklul looks at the remains of the corpse. He nudges it with one boot, and the loose eyeball flops around on the floor. It's not clear what was so scary about this thing just a minute ago.
Shaborys says, "That crawler thing is still out there."
Quarion says, "Ah, yes, you're right, Daggers"
Vraklul says, "I thought we were supposed to call it It."
Shaborys says, "Oops."
Quarion listens to the silence. Is It coming?
DM says, "Somewhere, far out in the Undercity, you more feel than hear something move, just for a second."
Vraklul rubs his face. It kinda feels a bit... numb?
Vraklul asks, "Hey, does my face look a bit... uh. Dead-ish, to anyone?"
Quarion says, "You look like a lily, Lily."
Shaborys says, "No more than usual."
Horst says, "I can pray for some healing if people would like."
Vraklul says, "Yeah, that'd be good. Or we could just take a smoke break. I'm good with either."
Horst says, "If we rest for a bit, I could say some words over these poor unfortunates."
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "Lay on Hands? HAR HAR"
Vraklul says, "Yeah, let's."
Quarion says, "I vote for a short rest."
DM says, "You see that the next room is full of chests and barrels and stuff but no more enemies."
Shaborys nods.
Vraklul sits down on one of the barrels they weren't supposed to touch and lights his pipe.
Quarion pulls out his spellbook. 'I'm going to recover some of my magic energy by reading, if that's okay?'
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Hit dice get your CON bonus, right?"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "yeah"
Vraklul rolls 1 12-sided die: 11 | 11 + 3 = 14
Shaborys rolls 1 8-sided die: 7 | 7 + 2 = 9
Shaborys feels better.
Horst rolls 1 8-sided die: 4 | 4 + 2 = 6
Vraklul rolls 1 12-sided die: 2 | 2 + 3 = 5
DM says, "You rested the hell out of that short rest."
Quarion says, "Amazingly, I didn't get a single scratch. And now I'm back to my full magical potential. Reading rocks."
Horst tries to match up the hands with the bodies.
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "There were nine hands and, if I remember correctly, 4.5 bodies?"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "(PS with Arcane Recovery, I get 2 spell slots back)"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "5 bodies"
[slingergame] DM asks, "5 bodies. Looks like one hand is maybe still ... afoot?"
Horst says, "I suppose we should go back to Knifey or Anglo or whoever that was and let her know we're okay."
Quarion exclaims, "Angles!"
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "Someone is not following proper channel protocol!"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "is it me?"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "because I apologize"
Vraklul asks, "Yeah. Was there anything else they needed us to do in here?"
[slingergame] Vraklul says (to Quarion), "No, I was just teasing the DM."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "aha"
Shaborys looks longingly at the crates. "Nope."
Shaborys says, "Just clear out the critters."
Quarion closes his spellbook, packs it into his bag with a snap. 'Time to go and see Angles.'
Vraklul picks up the now-much-less-scary Spectator by one eyestalk. "OK. Let's bring this back to Knives."
Horst says, "We can let them know that one of their people is down here too, I suppose."
DM says, "So you go back to the corner and Angles appears out of the shadows and asks in her toneless voice "Hey, did you manage to kill -eww"
Quarion says, "That would be only fair."
Vraklul says, "Yup."
Quarion says (to Angles), "We made short work of it."
DM says, "I think you can leave that ... thing here.""
Vraklul shrugs. "Alright. I figured you'd want us to dump it in the trash somewhere, but you're the boss."
DM says, "just leave it ... somewhere ... en route.""
Vraklul says, "Sure."
DM says, "So you make your way back, but then take a different route, and then in a room that's basically a huge, empty cellar with a collapsed stair up, you meet up with Knives and some of the 9 Hells."
Shaborys says, "We're done."
Shaborys says, "We found one of yours among the corpses."
DM says, "Knives nods. "A deal is a deal. We will bring the stuff to Setin as soon as possible."
Shaborys says, "Thanks!"
DM says, "Okay, is that all? We have stuff to do and need to stay on our feet.""
Quarion says, "It was a pleasure to help you."
Shaborys says, "Yeah, I think so. We'll be on our way."
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "Unless y'all have shit you wanna do down here?"
Vraklul says, "If you need help with anything like this later, just send word. Setin knows a friend of ours."
DM says, "Gotcha. If you ever need to find your way around the Undercity again, let us know."
Vraklul says, "Oh, hey, speaking of that..."
Shaborys says, "Oh!"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "hint hint"
Vraklul asks, "Do you know if there's an old temple of Milil around here anyplace?"
DM says, "Hm."
DM says, "Angles: Hm."
DM says, "Other 9 Hells : Hm."
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "As we pop plot threads off the stack, one by one."
DM asks, "Well, I don't, but there's an elvish archeologist who is exploring the Undercity. We help him sometimes, and we sort of have an agreement, we'll see if we contact him and he'll contact you. Sound good?"
Shaborys says, "Yes, thank you."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Indiana Elf."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion asks, "Does he have a fedora and a whip?"
DM says, "We'll send him to the temple of Ilmater."
Horst says, "That should be just fine."
DM says, "He nods at his friends and they disappear down a tunnel, after telling you the shortest route back out."
Quarion says, "Let's go, Daggers and Windy and Lily."
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Back to Davina, to let her know how it went?"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I reckon."
Vraklul asks, "Does anyone know the way back to Davina's place?"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "We should let Setin know."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Too."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "That too"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Oh yeah."
[slingergame] Vraklul will just let Shaborys lead.
Quarion says, "We'll just go back the way we came, into Setin's cellar."
[slingergame] Horst says, "So we had to kill the mind-controlling monster to get the goo that makes us resist mind-controlling monsters"
Shaborys pops out of the safe!
DM says, "'Hey guys' says Setin."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Seems logical."
Shaborys says, "Hey. It's all taken care of."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "There's a difference between 'ungodly evil' and 'mind-possessing monster'"
DM says, "He nods. "Too bad I don't know what you're talking about."
Vraklul says, "Oh, there was this monster thing."
Shaborys just winks. "We'll be on our way."
Vraklul says, "And ... oh."
Shaborys turns around and hisses at Vrak.
Vraklul shrugs.
DM asks, "Allright, where to next?"
Quarion exclaims, "Davina's!"
Shaborys says, "Back to see Davina."
Vraklul will never understand how things work in cities.
Quarion strides forth into the street.
DM says, "It takes you a mindbending 20 minutes and some asking around. You see an island in the middle of the Wolfwater River, with some building on it, apparently a prison called the Lockjaw. But finally, you make your way back to Davina's place, in the early afernoon."
Shaborys strolls into the shop.
DM asks, "Davina is just restocking a cabinet. She looks up and smiles. "You guys! Did you do it? Was it dangerous? Did you meet some monsters in the Undercity? the Crawler?"
Vraklul says, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! And no."
Quarion says, "We heard of the Crawler. We might even have heard it. But we didn't see it."
DM says, "She laughs. "The Crawler is a legend. Something you tell your kids when you want them to behave."
DM says, "She stands up and does that lower back stretch thing."
Quarion says, "However, there was this thing with eyeballs and a bunch of undead hands."
Shaborys says, "Well, ther ewas something scuttling around down there. Glad we didn't meet it."
DM says, "Eep. And eyeball with hands? That sounds unpleasant."
DM says, "They say you only hear the crawler when its coming after you. And none who have heard it have ever returned."
Quarion says, "Sorry, I explained badly, never mind. We defeated it anyway."
Vraklul exclaims, "Hey, I guess that makes us None, then!"
DM says, "She laughs and ruffles Vraklul's hair."
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "Wait, ruffling is Maelis' thing."
DM says, "She laughs and punches Vraklul in the ribs."
[Crows-Nest] Shaborys says, "Keep your NPCs straight, DM boy."
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Ha."
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "Sorry, there are so many layered and interesting ones."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Indeed"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Yes, but enough about my hair"
DM says, "So, as soon as I get the Bluewater, I can you make you your braincalcif... er willpower potions. And I can also make some more healing potions for the poor."
Vraklul exclaims, "Great!"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "hmm so the Crawler comes after you, after hearing your name, making noise... hey I think it's our gnomish messagebot"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "ha ha"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Aw."
[Crows-Nest] DM exclaims, "The Crawler wants to add you ... to his LInkedIn network!"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "haha"
DM asks, "Do you have more adventuring to do or are you staying for dinner?"
Shaborys says, "Dinner would be fantastic, if you don't mind."
Quarion says, "Dinner would be absolutely lovely."
DM says, "She claps her hands. "Great!""
Vraklul asks, "We're waiting to hear from somebody. Is there anything we can do to help out around here until then?"
Vraklul exclaims, "I'd be happy to help with dinner!"
DM says, "To make it short, you have a lovely dinner with her, Sparks and the kids. All of you help cutting stuff and washing greens etc. Sparks makes a Dragonborn speciality called Firefish, which is a very, very spice fish soup."
Shaborys enjoys!
Vraklul says, "Yum."
Quarion savors the soup. 'Fiery. I love it.'
DM says, "And so of course, you need A LOT of Wolfbeer afterwards."
Quarion burps.
DM says, "As you leave, it's around 8, and based on your CON scores, you're more or less tipsy."
Quarion says, "Time to... go sleep with pigs, my friends."
Quarion says, "Wait... did I just say..."
Vraklul exclaims, "To pigs!"
Vraklul drains one last beer.
Quarion says, "To pig-finity and beyond"
Shaborys says, "Pigs are food, not friends, Quarion."
Quarion says, "Oh, right, Daggers"
Vraklul probably drank a few extra, so as not to be left behind on tipsiness.
Quarion asks, "Wait, not Daggers... Stabbers?"
Quarion says, "Shabbers? I'm not sure..."
Vraklul says, "Don't ask me, Fishballs."
DM says, "You make your way back to the temple. The streets are empty and quiet. It seems so weird to think that somewhere below, someone plans to destroy all this. The city seems so peaceful tonight,"
DM says, "There have been some minor improvements at the temple. The pigs have been herded into an extra pen on the place before the temple, and someone has begun to clean up the garden around it."
Quarion says, "Time... to sleep."
Shaborys passes out.
DM says, "Naerrin and Borys are both inside, cleaning up. Borys is wearing his full paladins outfit. It has seen better days and is a bit ... tight around the middle."
Vraklul asks, "Hey, guys, how's the god biz today?"
DM says, "Naerrin smiles confusedly. "Er, god. We are preparing for the feast tomorrow!""
Horst says, "Very well."
Quarion says, "Oh, feast. Capital, capital."
Vraklul asks, "Anything you need us to do before we hit the sack?"
DM says, "Borys says: "Yes, we've talked to some of the local butchers and they're gonna prepare the pigs fresh tomorrow."
DM exclaims, "So we can have the feast around noon!"
Vraklul exclaims, "Sounds delicious!"
Quarion says, "Yaaay"
DM asks (of Vraklul), "Not you, but if I could borrow Brother Simov for a moment?"
Shaborys just snores loudly from whereever she's sleeping.
Horst says, "Surely. Also, if an elf comes by, just send him our way."
DM says, "Bloodfang comes running, slides on the freshly mopped floor, and crashed into a pew."
DM says, "Borys nods."
DM says, "Horst and Borys stand to a side."
Quarion leans over to pet Bloodfang, misses, falls over and lands on a pew.
DM says, "Brother, I know there is no excuse for my behavior. I can only hope you can forgive me and allow me to try and make a fesh start."
Vraklul sprawls out on a dry spot on the floor that looks more or less out of the way, with his limbs splayed out in all directions, undoubtedly extending into the bits of the floor that are entirely in the way.
Quarion rolls his eyes, and falls into an drunken, elven trance.
DM says, "Naerrin comes by at one point and lifts Vraklul's feet to clean under them."
DM says, "Bloodfang lies on top of Quarion and rolls up happily."
Horst says, "I can, I think, but I'll be keeping an eye on you."
Horst says, "So keep up the good work."
Quarion mutters 'Haleth' a couple of times and then is quiet, leaving Bloodfang undisturbed.
DM says, "Thank you, brother"
DM says, "He bows and goes to his mattock. Hammock."
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "I guess I can't kick him out now. I mean, /right/ now."
DM says, "You all sleep soundly."
DM asks, "So, do you want to help with feast prep the next day ? And if so, how?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Long Rest and all that."
Quarion uses a few Prestidigitation cantrips to light fires and candles and stuff.
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "OK, his mattock is now officially named 'Hammock'."
Shaborys is handy with a knife.
Horst supervises.
Vraklul helps with the cooking.
DM says, "Borys and Borys help slaughter pigs."
Shaborys yes!
Horst says, "Also I guess it falls to me to invite over those Silvanus boys."
DM says, "Naerrin runs around and puts up decorations on the marketplace and does this and that."
DM says, "Oh, the Silvanus boys are sitting on a wall tot he side of the square and comment on everything."
Horst says, "Lads, a word."
DM says, "Sure, grandpa. Need some pig herding tips? HA HA"
Horst says, "Now look, I like a laugh as much as the next. But this city has quite enough problems, real problems, without us going after each other. There's true evil afoot, after all."
DM says, "The look around uncomfortably. "Well, I guess so.""
Horst says, "If you want to actually make a positive difference in people's lives, come on over for a chat some time. If not, well, just stay out of our way, is all, and we'll be just fine."
DM says, "The leader digs with his toe in the dirt. "I guess we can do that.""
Horst says, "There's some lost souls who have been reduced to living in the sewers who could probably use some salvation."
Horst says, "Anyway. Come on over for some bacon later if you like."
DM says, "We will."
DM says, "Brother"
DM says, "They all shuffle off."
Horst heads on back too.
Quarion says, "Nice work, Simov"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "then I crit them when they least expect it"
Quarion asks, "Any more things you want me to light up?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "okay that's about all I need out of this"
Horst says, "That's looking quite festive I think."
DM says, "The prep goes okay, with all the minor mishaps one expects. Bloodfang helps chase down an escaped pig. The dwarven butchers have a lot of fun telling Borys and Borys the tools of the trade. The square fills with people, and Horst has a lot of do, talking to people. The general gist is that people seem somewhat catious reliefed the temple is back on trakc."
DM says, "At one point, Vraklul, Quarion and Stabby stand around as they hear a familiar voice behind them."
DM exclaims, "Underlings!"
Quarion exclaims, "!"
DM says, "Kaze struts by, all lordly."
Shaborys turns around. She waves.
Vraklul exclaims, "Hey, kiddo! I mean, sir!"
Quarion bows, and tips his floppy-brimmed hat.
DM says, "Ah, I see you have a sort of ... ball ... for the common people. Carry on, then."
[slingergame] Horst says, "oh shit were we supposed to be doing something for these guys"
DM exclaims, "Then suddenly! Vraklul feels a hand on his mouth!"
Quarion exclaims, "Vrak!"
DM says, "Somethingh pokes him in the ribs."
Vraklul asks, "Mm?"
DM says, "A voice says: "Don't move, half-orc."
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Familiar or unfamiliar voice?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Familiar"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Good familiar or bad familiar?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Maelis."
Vraklul asks, "Mmf?"
Vraklul raises an eyebrow curiously and looks to Kaze.
DM exclaims, "She laughs and steps between you. "Hey you!"
Quarion exclaims, "You had us scared for a second there!"
DM says, "They both wear beige cloaks to hide their distinctive features."
Vraklul laughs. "Don't *do* that! I almost just... man."
DM says, "Maelis says something in infernal to Shaborys and ruffles her hair."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Wonder what she keeps saying."
Shaborys grins.
DM says, "Maelis grins."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Grins all around."
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "The only phrase she knows came off an Infernal label and literally translates as 'Do Not Remove'"
DM says, "So, the marketplace fills and fills and the people sort of congeal around a raised platform, where either Borys or Horst is supposed to make a speech."
Vraklul says, "Hey, you guys have got to try these skewered pork things with the purple bits in between. I think it's some kind of turnip? Anyway, they're really great."
Shaborys picks out the vegetable bits.
Shaborys feeds them to the... oh.
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "ha ha"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Ha."
Quarion takes two and gives one to Bloodfang.
DM says, "*munch munch*"
Horst says, "Borys, why don't you go ahead and address the crowd."
DM says, "I will! Thanks."
DM says, "Borys gets up on the platform."
DM says, "He raises his arms and there is silence."
DM says, "Then murmuring in the crowd as he doesn't say anything for a second."
Quarion whispers, 'Stage fright?'
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "that was a stage whisper"
DM says, "And suddenly, he seems almost afraid and begins to speak:"
Shaborys slips to the back of the room where the food is and eats as many skewers as she can, leaving behind a pile of turnips, while everyone is paying attention to Borys.
DM exclaims, "�Wolfwater! I've seen it ! It came to me in my dreams! It lives beyond the world and it will come! The dark!"
DM exclaims, "�Wolfwater! I've seen it ! It came to me in my dreams! It lives beyond the world and it will come! The dark!"
DM exclaims, "I've seen the future! Your children will turn blind eyes to a sunless sky! It will come again, and it will wear the dragon's bones! It will come again!"
Shaborys raises an eyebrow.
DM exclaims, "�Wolfwater! I've seen it ! It came to me in my dreams! It lives beyond the world and it will come! The dark!"
DM says, "DARKNESS WILL REIGN!""
Horst says, "uhh"
DM says, "And a few things happen at once."
Shaborys mutters, "Well isn't that cheerful.
[slingergame] Horst says, "I brought this upon myself, didn't I"
DM says, "Mainly, at ever corner of the marketplace one of the manhole covers is literally blown into the air in a volley of smoke."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "But it comes out more like "mrrmrrmrm mrmrmmr cheermrmrm.""
DM says, "And then ghouls. So many ghouls."
Shaborys drops the skewer she's eating and swears.
Quarion exclaims, "Ghoooooooouls!"
DM exclaims, "Alas, you are beset by ghouls!"
Quarion rolls 1 20-sided die: 17 | 17 + 1 = 18
Vraklul clears the initiative.
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 14 | 14 + 4 = 18
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 11 | 11 + 2 = 13
Shaborys registers herself at init 18.
Quarion rolls 1 20-sided die: 13 | 13 + 1 = 14
Vraklul registers himself at init 13.
Quarion registers himself at init 14.
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 13 | 13 + 2 = 15
DM registers themself at init Ghouls.
DM registers Ghouls at init 15.
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 14 | 14 + 1 = 15
DM displays the initiative: Shaborys(18) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
Horst registers Horst at init 16.
[slingergame] Horst says, "I guess I did have a bad feeling about this the whole time"
[slingergame] DM says, "So I want to do this a little differently. This isn't gonna be a straightforward comabt. You are in the middle of a panicked crowd, so I want to hear your method of getting through the crowd and save people and the like."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Vraklul is still trying to figure out if Borys is crazy, or if this is just a side to the ol' Ilmaterism that Horst hasn't let on about yet."
Shaborys is sort of away from most of the crowd already.
[slingergame] Quarion says, "My trait is 'instinctively protects people' so that's probably what I'll do"
[slingergame] DM says, "Well, people are screaming and running and there are ghouls, so many ghouls"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks (of DM), "Are we outdoors? Are there buildings around? What's the space like?"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 20 | 20
DM registers Borys at init 20.
[slingergame] Quarion says, "That's...logical."
[slingergame] DM says, "You are outdoors. It's an open market square. There are a few stands for food and stuff. It's mainly filled with scared people."
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "How many, roughly?"
[slingergame] DM says, "And it's surrounded by buildings."
Shaborys shouts, using thaumaturgy, "Everyone, please calm down. We will protect you."
[slingergame] DM asks, "Around a 100?"
[slingergame] Quarion asks, "Darn it, how do I protect that many and fight ghouls?"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "How many ghouls?"
DM says (to Shaborys), "You can do that on your turn"
[slingergame] DM says (to Vraklul), "A lot. You count at least 30."
Shaborys says, "Oh fine."
DM says (to Shaborys), "Hmpf. be like that."
DM advances the initiative: BORYS(20) Shaborys(18) Horst(16) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "afk momentarily"
DM says, "Borys draws his greatsword and jumps of the podium, skewering one of the bystanders in his way"
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) SHABORYS(18) Horst(16) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
[slingergame] DM says, "Oh, Maelis is also here and will take suggestions."
Shaborys swears to the son of some G*d. Then she does her shouting trick and moves to position herself away from both people and ghouls, if possible.
DM says (to Shaborys), "You can just stay where you are. You are to the side of the square. At the temple wall."
Shaborys stays put.
DM says, "Your shout seems to have no effect."
DM asks, "That's your turn?"
Shaborys nods.
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) Shaborys(18) HORST(16) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "ok"
DM says, "Oh, we'll do his turn once he returns. Like now."
Horst tries to Command that Borys guy to HALT
Horst says, "Wis save DC 14 for him"
DM says, "one sec"
[slingergame] Horst says, "this spell has no effect on undead, if that is relevant"
[slingergame] Horst says, "otherwise it targets a 'creature'"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 5 | 5
DM says, "No it was something else. Borys halts."
Horst runs up and tackles him.
DM asks, "Great. Strength contest?"
Horst says, "Yeah sure"
Horst rolls 1 20-sided die: 9 | 9 + 2 = 11
DM says, "Unless you want to use grapple rules"
Horst says, "Let's not"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 2 | 2 + 3 = 5
DM exclaims, "You tackle him to the ground. Oof!"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "where is your god now"
DM says, "His eyes appear quite black."
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) Shaborys(18) Horst(16) GHOULS(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
[slingergame] Horst asks, "damnit is that a reference to something we've seen before?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "Help me out here, chums"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Well, we've seen things that were black before. I'm going to guess that he might be evil."
[slingergame] Horst says, "thanks"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Perhaps related to, y'know, all the evil stuff we've been looking for and trying to fight?"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "The big black ball of evil!"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Right, exactly."
DM says, "The ghouls seem to tear into the crowd without rhyme or reason. You hear screams, but also some folks are fighting back. Maelis has thrown off her cloak and picks up Kaze to put him on her back, then she readies her crossbow."
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) Shaborys(18) Horst(16) Ghouls(15) QUARION(14) Vraklul(13)
Quarion asks, "Okay, what are my immediate surroundings?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "We got stuck on a Resident Evil level"
DM says, "Your friends, and the edge of the crowd."
DM says, "With panicked people running towards you. Some have fallen and are being trampled."
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Is this a wave of ghouls coming at the crowd from one side?"
[slingergame] DM says, "No, from 4 manholes at the edge of the square."
Quarion asks, "So the crowd is surrounded?"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "So they're coming at the crowd from four sides, sorta surrounding it?"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah"
[slingergame] Horst says, "Our plan to help the ghoul-buddy gang has somehow come back to bite us on the ass? If only someone had tried to warn us."
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "We helped the people who were running away from ghouls! And we're still trying to help the people who are running away from ghouls!"
DM says (to Quarion), "Yeah"
Quarion asks, "I'd run to the nearest crowd/ghouls interface, then?"
DM says, "hah. Sure."
Quarion asks, "And climb onto a food stand?"
DM says, "Sure."
Quarion says, "Okay"
Quarion exclaims, "That's my move action, now for a spell!"
[Crows-Nest] DM exclaims, "I am already spellbound!"
[Crows-Nest] (from Horst) 'Grease!'
Quarion throws three magic missiles at the nearest three ghouls, preferable those which are attacking people!
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 3 | 3 + 1 = 4
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 1 | 1 + 1 = 2
Quarion rolls 1 4-sided die: 3 | 3 + 1 = 4
DM says, "You blast three ghouls who were about to attack some people. Those people shout grateful things at you as they try to get away."
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) Shaborys(18) Horst(16) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) VRAKLUL(13)
Vraklul wades through the crowds of people toward the ghouls, subtly raging. When he gets to the border between human and undead, he plants his feet and stretches his arms out to block the path, greataxe in one hand, Ready to attack the first ghoul that tries to get past him.
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "So I used my Move to get there, and I am using a Ready action to attack if a ghoul tries to get by."
DM says, "Great. People scramble to get out of your way, and then the ghouls are upon you."
DM says, "Roll attack"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 12 | 12 + 7 = 19
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "Subtle Rage, the new fragrance from Hugo Boss"
Vraklul rolls 1 12-sided die: 4 | 4 + 7 = 11
DM says, "You manage to drive a wave of them back for now, giving more people time to escape."
DM advances the initiative: END OF ROUND
DM advances the initiative: BORYS(20) Shaborys(18) Horst(16) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
DM says, "Borys points two fingers at Horst. "Your god means nothing!""
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "two middle fingers, I'm imagining"
[Crows-Nest] Shaborys says, "I was thinking finger guns :D"
[slingergame] DM asks, "So when you're prone you have diasadv, I guess that includes spell attacks?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "hmmm if we're both prone I'm willing to call that a wash"
[slingergame] Horst says, "we are kinda wrassling here though"
[slingergame] DM says, "Well, you're lying on top of each other. Yeah, I'll give him disadv."
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 5 | 5 + 5 = 10
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 1 | 1 + 5 = 6
DM says, "Awesome"
[slingergame] Horst says, "oh there's your god, right there"
DM says, "A minor cut appears on your nose"
DM says, "Borys is not happy"
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) SHABORYS(18) Horst(16) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "If you're both prone, and attacking each other, you have advantage and disadvantage at once."
Shaborys takes aim at a ghoul with her shortbow. Right at the head, ideally.
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 10 | 10 + 6 = 16
DM says, "There's a ghoul who was about to bite a young man, but at the last moment, Shaborys drops it. A few other ghouls begin to look in all y'alls general direction."
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) Shaborys(18) HORST(16) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "hrm we didn't find his puppy-killing kit in his boxes or anything. This guy is pretty advanced."
Horst says, "Okay so I'm going to request a bit of a bend in the rules; I'd like to use my Channel Divinity but not to turn undead but instead to try to force the evil black goo out of this guy"
DM says, "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"
DM says, "I'll allow it"
Horst says, "I dunno what you want to do mechanically"
DM says, "But I'Ll give him adv on his WiS save"
Horst says, "Sure"
Horst says, "most of my effects are DC 14 to save vs"
DM says, "Mechanically, like Turn Undead, I guess"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 12 | 12
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 15 | 15
Horst asks, "hey can I blow Inspiration to cancel?"
DM says, "Sure"
Horst says, "yeah let's do that"
Horst says, "The Power of Ilmater Compels You"
DM says, "Borys opens his mouth, and black goo begins to pour out of every orifice in his head. It's thick and lumpy, and there's a lot of it."
[slingergame] Horst says, "dang"
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) Shaborys(18) Horst(16) GHOULS(15) Quarion(14) Vraklul(13)
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says (to Ghouls), "It's your turn, guys"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "braaaaaiiiins"
DM says, "Now that the smoke has settled, you can see more ghouls coming through the botched manholes. But something has changed ... They seem less ferocious, less coordinated... A few of them stumble listlessly towardsa you and ignore the people in the crowd around you."
DM says, "Everyone except Horst gets an attack"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 9 | 9 + 4 = 13
Shaborys rolls 1 20-sided die: 11 | 11 + 6 = 17
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 4 | 4 + 4 = 8
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 18 | 18 + 4 = 22
Shaborys says, "Oh, oops"
DM rolls 1 20-sided die: 11 | 11 + 4 = 15
DM says (to Shaborys), "Ha ha"
DM says, "Let's go by INI order, so Stabby, Quarion, Vrak and uh ... Maelis"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "13 does not hit."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I'm the 22? That is a hit."
Quarion stands on his food stand, unharmed by the ghouls besieging him.
DM says, "Then Vrak takes"
DM rolls 2 4-sided dice: 2 2 | 4 + 2 = 6
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Is that ordinary slashing damage?"
DM asks, "and needs to make a CON(10) save. Can you even fail that?"
DM says, "Yeah, slashing"
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 7 | 7 + 5 = 12
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "I can, but I did not!"
DM says, "Woo"
DM says, "Maelis dodges the ghoul attack skillfully"
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) Shaborys(18) Horst(16) Ghouls(15) QUARION(14) Vraklul(13)
(From Quarion) Standing atop the food stand, Quarion conjures up a Flaming Sphere, five foot wide. It plunges upon the incoming wave of ghouls, plows through them, and then goes right down the open manhole cover.
DM exclaims, "Awesome!"
DM says, "You hear pained shrieks from below, and you've cut a clear path through the ghouls for people to escape through."
Quarion exclaims, "Yes!"
DM advances the initiative: Borys(20) Shaborys(18) Horst(16) Ghouls(15) Quarion(14) VRAKLUL(13)
Vraklul tries to keep the open path clear of ghouls, forcing back any who try to fill the space.
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Which I guess I'll treat as basically the same as I was doing before, with the blocking and the Readying."
DM says, "There are less and less ghouls now, and those before you, you cut down easily"
DM advances the initiative: END OF ROUND
DM exclaims, "You are victorious!"
Vraklul asks (of Horst), "What just happened here?!?"
Shaborys looks around.
Horst says, "That is the question on all of our lips, my friend."
DM says, "It seems as soon as the horror began, it ends. The remaining ghouls either flee or are cut down. Soon the air is filled with the screams and cries of the wounded. People stumble around in a daze."
Quarion points his quarterstaff at the sky. 'Nobody dies today. That's a promise I'll keep.'
Quarion says, "Except for ghouls and evil people, but that's another matter."
[Crows-Nest] (from Vraklul) DM says, "Someone dies in front of Quarion."
Horst tends to the wounded to the best of his ability.
Vraklul asks (of Quarion), "Aren't ghouls already dead?"
Quarion jumps down nimbly.
Quarion says (to Vraklul), "Ah, yes, good point"
Vraklul uses Medicine on anyone who needs stabilizing that Horst hasn't gotten to yet.
Vraklul rolls 1 20-sided die: 6 | 6 + 2 = 8
DM says, "Soon, the city guard arrives, and then a contigent of paladins from the temple of Tyr. Big, impressive people in plate mail."
Quarion also tends to the wounded.
[Crows-Nest] Horst exclaims, "Come back again next month folks!"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Apparently not successfully, but I can still feel like I tried."
Quarion rolls 1 20-sided die: 11 | 11 + 1 = 12
Horst exclaims, "Oh good, the guard is here!"
Quarion bandages people up and gives them moral support.
DM says, "the priests of Silvanus also arrive, pale-faced, and tend to the wounded, as do local healers, including Davina, who is guarded by sparks who wields a warhammer and lets nobody get to close to her."
DM says, "You help as well as you can. The paladins make sure all the people are taken care off and Horst has nothing more to do before they sort of gang up on him."
Horst says, "Oh hello, mighty Fists of Tyr."
DM says, "Their leader is half-orc lady."
[slingergame] Horst says, "To the extent that it matters, Tyr and Ilmater traditionally get along pretty well, but that's only in the default setting."
DM says, "Well met, brother. I am sister Rawonchu Highcutter. Now explain what happeened here."
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah, I know."
[slingergame] Horst says, "Good, good."
Horst says, "Sister Highcutter, we had hardly even begun when suddenly all these ghouls surged out of the manholes and attacked us."
DM says, "Someone Quarion just bandaged up shouts "It was him! His paladin was behind it!""
Horst says, "No doubt sensing our innate goodness and haiting it"
Horst says, "I have not known my paladin Borys here for long but I'm quite sure he wasn't, he couldn't, be responsible for anything like this"
DM says, "She nods."
DM says, "Hold him."
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "like a flower"
DM says, "Two of the paladins grab you by the arms."
Vraklul asks (of Horst), "But what about the speech he was making? With the 'sunless sky' and the 'dragon bones'?"
DM says, "One of the paladins pushes Vraklul back. "stay back""
DM says, "Highcutter casts a spell on Horst, then seems satisfied."
DM says, "Let him go."
Horst says, "I'll certainly, as they say, come along peacefully"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "No need, Horst, they're freeing you."
DM says, "Highcutter points at Vraklul. "You, come here and explain yourself.""
[slingergame] DM says, "I imagine Highcutter basically as one of those Warhammer paladins, brawn-wise."
Vraklul points at Borys. "I think something happened to him. Before the attack, he was making a speech, but it was full of comments about darkness and blind eyes looking to a sunless sky and things like that."
DM says, "Borys' corpse is basically a skinsack full of blackened bones at this point."
Vraklul leans in and says, a bit confidentially, "I think it might be related to this evil we've been trying to hunt down -- the 'Blood-Forged Chain'. If it's not related, it seems awfully coincidental."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Oh, he died during the exorcism? Yikes."
Horst says, "What the"
DM asks (of Vraklul), "What's is a blood-forged Chain?"
Vraklul says, "That's a really good question."
[slingergame] DM says, "Just tell us, in short, how much you explain."
[slingergame] DM says, "(afk for a sec)"
Vraklul starts to relate the full story, including his visions, the gnome dude's exposition, their meetings with Maza...
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "As much as they'll listen to!"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I mean, they're paladins. They're good guys. I don't see any reason to hide any of it from them."
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "Someone's trying to impress a girl"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "I thought the same thing myself."
[slingergame] DM says, "At some point, Highcutter instructs her guys (and gals) to take care of things outside and to not let the guard bother you and you move your talk into the temple. Highcutter lets you talk and rarely interrupts with short, precise questions."
[slingergame] DM says, "She never smiles, and you've rarely seen someone who's just so serious."
Shaborys continues to eat skewers. More for her.
Quarion comforts the no doubt terrified Bloodfang.
DM says, "After a while, the dwarven butchers come in and bring Naerrin's corpse."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Oh no."
Vraklul says, "...called 'Elmorn'. Not sure where he got to. But he mentioned..."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Gross! We don't wan't to eat that."
DM says, "Looks like she died in the struggle, trying to protect them."
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul exclaims (at Quarion), "You said no one would die!"
[slingergame] Horst says, "She's basically Jane Lynch"
DM says, "Maelis and Kaze have made a stealthy exit at some point."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says (to Vraklul), "I was overconfident, okay"
DM says, "Finally, Highcutter leaves you alone after her curiosity is satisfied. She will make some inquiries at her own temple about this Blood-forged chain and what the rest could mean."
Vraklul exclaims, "...so any help you can give us would be very much appreciated!"
DM says, "At some point, Davina comes in and just slumps on Sparks' lap, and he gently caresses her head while she naps."
DM says, "That stuff with the portals and the hooked monsters and the Blood-forged chains has Highcutter pretty worried."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I suppose there aren't any high enough level clerics of Ilmater around to raise Naerrin."
[slingergame] Horst says, "a) no b) we're nowhere close enough to being able to afford that"
DM says, "But finally, you're alone in the temple again."
Quarion scratches Bloodfang's head. 'What now?'
Vraklul says, "I don't know."
Horst says, "I'm sorry, but... I have another duty to perform."
Horst inters two bodies in the newly-consecrated graveyard.
Quarion sings an Elven funeral song.
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "viva..... las vegas.... oh wait, Elven"
Vraklul asks, "We know that Belltwinkle was looking for this temple. We're waiting to hear from this archaeologist, and we're waiting to hear if the paladins of Tyr learn anything... but is there anything else we can do to try to find it?"
DM says, "Before Davina leaves after the funeral, she hands everyone of you a potion, containing a milky, thick white substance. "This is your potion for better or worse. For one fight, it will steel your will. Tell me that you will send whatever is behind this back to whatever hell it came from."
Vraklul asks, "If Maza came this way looking for it, would she have left any tracks that we can follow? People that she might have talked to in the city?"
Vraklul exclaims (at Davina), "Thank you!"
Quarion says (to Davina), "We promise."
Quarion says, "On our oath, as Knights of Varg Gijak, we'll drive away that evil to whence it came."
Vraklul says, "Or die trying."
Shaborys says, "We will."
DM says, "She grabs each one of you by the hands and bows slightly. "Good luck, my friends""
Shaborys hugs Davina, in an uncharacteristic show of affection.
Quarion says, "Good luck, Davina. Stay safe."
Quarion also hugs Davina.
DM says, "Sparks nod. "I'll make sure nobody hurts my family.""
DM says, "With a final wave. They leave."
DM says, "It's now the middle of the night."
[slingergame] Shaborys asks, "Did all the manhole covers get closed?"
[slingergame] Horst says, "They've probably got a guild for it"
Quarion paces around the room, deep in thought.
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "Speaking of middle of the night..."
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "Past midnight here ;)"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah, the paladin sealed them with cleric wards."
[Crows-Nest] DM asks, "One more scene, okay?"
[Crows-Nest] Quarion says, "okay"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "So, about the Maza question... anyone have any thoughts for finding out of anyone saw her going anyplace?"
[slingergame] Vraklul asks, "Or talked to her, or saw anything that might give us a hint that she was around?"
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "Sure, go for it"
[Crows-Nest] Vraklul says, "Sure."
[slingergame] Horst says, "I dunno; maybe your new girlfriend will have a lead"
DM says, "In the morning, after a long rest, things looks a bit brighter. The market square has been cleaned, and people already go about their business. Only 5 people have died all in all, and those who were grievously injured have been healed by magic. This is a rich city."
DM says, "Passer bys shoot careful glances at the temple, and most hurry past."
DM says, "Around noon, a man comes across the square towards your temple. It's an elf, wearing a blue outfit, and he's waving something in his hand."
DM says, "Excuse me" he shouts. "Are you the friends of Knives?""
[Crows-Nest] Horst says, "thermal detonator"
Shaborys waves back. "Yes!"
Vraklul exclaims, "Hello!"
DM says, "I have this map of the Undercity and I ..."
DM says, "As he steps towards you there is a terrible, horrible ripping sound that you more than anything feel, as if reality itself screetches in protest. A shimmering, ragged portal appears behind him. The archeologist stumbles forwards, falls onto all four."
Quarion exclaims, "No!"
DM says, "Something steps through the portal, something horribly alien, with a razorsheap beak and hooks for arms. It kills him, almost absent-mindedly with one swing of an arm. The blood stained map flutters away, but Bloodfang catches it."
Shaborys swears. Again.
DM says, "As you ready your weapons, you hear that tearing sound again, near, fear, all over the city."
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "Hey, it's the hooker!"
Vraklul grabs his axe!
DM says, "It has begun."
DM says, "TO BE CONTINUED"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Gosh!"
[slingergame] Horst says, "my property values noooooo"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "Shit on a shitake mushroom!"
[Crows-Nest] DM says, "phew"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "We're too late!"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "Maza opened a portal!"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "Anonymous elf archaeologist, we never even got to learn your name."
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "But you will not remain unavenged!"
[slingergame] DM says, "Daennan Redshirtson, according to my notes"
[slingergame] Horst says, "Some good work tonight, everyone"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah, I'm happy with how it all worked out"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "It was great fun! Exciting too"
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "I'm happy we didn't really fight 30 ghouls."
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I was kinda hoping for fewer innocent people dying, but I guess we all have different priorities."
[slingergame] Quarion says, "I wanted to save everyone, but life's life."
[slingergame] DM says, "Yes,k you need to have some stakes."
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "Very true!"
[slingergame] Horst says, "garlic is back on the menu, boys"
[slingergame] DM says, "he he"
[slingergame] DM says, "Also, it's amazing how well D&D lends itself to a classic plot"
[slingergame] Vraklul says (to DM), "(I was only joking based on your 'happy with how it all worked out'.)"
[slingergame] DM says, "heh"
[slingergame] DM says, "I can't believe this arc is almost over"
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "It's been epic!"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "To the extent that I feel genuine attachment to the NPCs."
[slingergame] Horst says, "yes, we all love old whatshisname and That Other Guy"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "If he kills Davina, I'm never playing in another one of his games again."
[slingergame] Shaborys says, "Aww"
[slingergame] DM says (to Vraklul), "She is killed by Dunatim"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "(We have to give *him* some stakes, too!)"
[slingergame] Quarion says (to DM), "woot"
[slingergame] DM says (to Vraklul), "Usually the PCs kill the archvillian, too"
[slingergame] Horst says, "so, so far I've had my temple messed up and my ship messed up"
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "Good point. So in the finale, we get to kill Tale!"
[slingergame] DM says, "*gulp*"
[slingergame] Vraklul says, "I mean, he *is* the one ultimately responsible for all this."
[slingergame] Quarion exclaims, "don't kill Tale, please!"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah, next week it's piratey time"
[slingergame] Horst says, "arrr"
[slingergame] Quarion says, "ARRR"
[slingergame] Vraklul exclaims, "So, the next two weeks: Quarion, then the week after, hook monsters and portals!"
[slingergame] DM says, "Yeah"