jydog1
Explorer
Session #12, part 2 - Giant Ninja Skeletons?
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Medea smiled and stepped out from behind the cauldron. Her hair billowed out behind her, although there was no breeze to be detected, and beneath her blindfold her smile was beautiful and terrible. As if it had been painted on, her dress hugged every curve of her lush body. She juiced the power level of her grin up as she stopped. "My price is one night with me. Now, I under-"
"Deal." This was a lead on my mother. There was never a question on whether or not I was going to make a deal once I saw her. It might be a trap, it might be something horrible, and it certainly won't be a fun romp in the sack, but there are times to do the smart thing and other times you just do what you have to do, damn the consequences.
Medea seemed almost surprised at my ready acquiescence, but then her smile turned wicked. "So be it. 3 sailors for the crown, and a night with me for the rest." I thought I heard a throaty chuckle as she moved back to her sisters, but I couldn't be sure over the thudding of my heart.
Tofa refused offers of glory and so on, insisting she wanted to save the sailors. For master Pho, they stopped the normally implacable man in his tracks by offering . . . the perfect moment. He considered it for quite some time before passing, stating that he would find such moments on his own. He then negotiated for seven sailors.
Why didn't we think of that?
Back outside, we worked down to a campfire by the beach as twilight fell. The Bletchko brothers were there with Pike Pilkey, and they stared at us like we were ghosts. "'Cor," said Pike. "We was about to give up on yas." he jerked a thumb over his shoulder at the Barnacle, which sat at anchor off the reef.
"Why? Just because you managed to get the boat off the reef in one afternoon?"
He looked at me, wide-eyed. "You been gone a week, mate."
Ah. Great. By our reckoning, we'd been in the cave for an hour or two at most. If that was really a week, then how long was the night I'd just signed up for?
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Back on the boat (ship, ship, as I keep getting reminded) we set about various tasks. Research was done on Njall and his weapon, while I traded for a Find Object scroll from Ferin Thorne, the 'wizard' on ship. The woman had also mentioned Runelord Alaznist, a name that kept popping up. She'd been the ruler of Baklond and it was her face that was now Hollow Mountain - well, not actually her face, but . . . you get it.
Then the alarm bells started going off.
I managed to remember to cast Mage Armor this time and ran out on deck to see it covered with undead horrors. Some were just bones, some were rotting corpses, and some were HUGE. One in armor pointed to Tofa and somehow said, 'Murderer!' Others did the same. I looked over at her in confusion.
She growled and said, "How many times to you have to kill a mutinous crew, anyway?"
Bloody hell.
The other night, while meditating, I felt i had actually gained the ability to cast a spell that had up until then been beyond my powers. No time like the present. With a mutter and a flick I created a large pit on one side of the boat. A pair of skeletons fell in and made smashing sounds as they hit bottom, but the huge humanoid skeleton somehow leapt to the side. Irritated, I shifted over and cast it again, taking down another pair of undead but the big bastard leaped aside yet again. I cursed, a sound swallowed up by Trixie's song. She conjured a pair of dogs to keep it in place, and Pho tumbled by, did that ball of air thing he does, and this time it tumbled in. I moved over, breathed a sigh of relief as it made it almost out before falling back in, and tossed in one of Naffir's grenades. "Eat that, buddy."
Trixie's dogs tripped up a huge zombie, and Tofa and Londis were knocking out her former crew left and right. Pho took a nasty hit before radiating healing with a wave of some sort. Together we took down a giant minotaur skeleton before Tofa's former first mate, after nailing her with a javelin, bid us farewell for now. he dove overboard and vanished. The fight was over for us, but truly over for the unfortunate Pike Pilkey. Firendrin's owl had gotten clocked as well, but would survive.
Now all we had to worry about was why Tofa's crew had found us. Oh, and finding Njall and getting his crown. Oh, and my night with a scary powerful thing that was woman-shaped. No problem.
notes: Create Pit is a lot of fun, even if a huge skeleton made two reflex saves to stay out. The GM ruled my grenade did double-damage in the enclosed space. The group fought tremendously well together and it was fun essentially cutting the boat in half with the pits.
continued from above:
Medea smiled and stepped out from behind the cauldron. Her hair billowed out behind her, although there was no breeze to be detected, and beneath her blindfold her smile was beautiful and terrible. As if it had been painted on, her dress hugged every curve of her lush body. She juiced the power level of her grin up as she stopped. "My price is one night with me. Now, I under-"
"Deal." This was a lead on my mother. There was never a question on whether or not I was going to make a deal once I saw her. It might be a trap, it might be something horrible, and it certainly won't be a fun romp in the sack, but there are times to do the smart thing and other times you just do what you have to do, damn the consequences.
Medea seemed almost surprised at my ready acquiescence, but then her smile turned wicked. "So be it. 3 sailors for the crown, and a night with me for the rest." I thought I heard a throaty chuckle as she moved back to her sisters, but I couldn't be sure over the thudding of my heart.
Tofa refused offers of glory and so on, insisting she wanted to save the sailors. For master Pho, they stopped the normally implacable man in his tracks by offering . . . the perfect moment. He considered it for quite some time before passing, stating that he would find such moments on his own. He then negotiated for seven sailors.
Why didn't we think of that?
Back outside, we worked down to a campfire by the beach as twilight fell. The Bletchko brothers were there with Pike Pilkey, and they stared at us like we were ghosts. "'Cor," said Pike. "We was about to give up on yas." he jerked a thumb over his shoulder at the Barnacle, which sat at anchor off the reef.
"Why? Just because you managed to get the boat off the reef in one afternoon?"
He looked at me, wide-eyed. "You been gone a week, mate."
Ah. Great. By our reckoning, we'd been in the cave for an hour or two at most. If that was really a week, then how long was the night I'd just signed up for?
----
Back on the boat (ship, ship, as I keep getting reminded) we set about various tasks. Research was done on Njall and his weapon, while I traded for a Find Object scroll from Ferin Thorne, the 'wizard' on ship. The woman had also mentioned Runelord Alaznist, a name that kept popping up. She'd been the ruler of Baklond and it was her face that was now Hollow Mountain - well, not actually her face, but . . . you get it.
Then the alarm bells started going off.
I managed to remember to cast Mage Armor this time and ran out on deck to see it covered with undead horrors. Some were just bones, some were rotting corpses, and some were HUGE. One in armor pointed to Tofa and somehow said, 'Murderer!' Others did the same. I looked over at her in confusion.
She growled and said, "How many times to you have to kill a mutinous crew, anyway?"
Bloody hell.
The other night, while meditating, I felt i had actually gained the ability to cast a spell that had up until then been beyond my powers. No time like the present. With a mutter and a flick I created a large pit on one side of the boat. A pair of skeletons fell in and made smashing sounds as they hit bottom, but the huge humanoid skeleton somehow leapt to the side. Irritated, I shifted over and cast it again, taking down another pair of undead but the big bastard leaped aside yet again. I cursed, a sound swallowed up by Trixie's song. She conjured a pair of dogs to keep it in place, and Pho tumbled by, did that ball of air thing he does, and this time it tumbled in. I moved over, breathed a sigh of relief as it made it almost out before falling back in, and tossed in one of Naffir's grenades. "Eat that, buddy."
Trixie's dogs tripped up a huge zombie, and Tofa and Londis were knocking out her former crew left and right. Pho took a nasty hit before radiating healing with a wave of some sort. Together we took down a giant minotaur skeleton before Tofa's former first mate, after nailing her with a javelin, bid us farewell for now. he dove overboard and vanished. The fight was over for us, but truly over for the unfortunate Pike Pilkey. Firendrin's owl had gotten clocked as well, but would survive.
Now all we had to worry about was why Tofa's crew had found us. Oh, and finding Njall and getting his crown. Oh, and my night with a scary powerful thing that was woman-shaped. No problem.
notes: Create Pit is a lot of fun, even if a huge skeleton made two reflex saves to stay out. The GM ruled my grenade did double-damage in the enclosed space. The group fought tremendously well together and it was fun essentially cutting the boat in half with the pits.