Banewarrens d20 (Angelsboi's party)
diaglo
Adventurer
You ooze, you lose
Valgrim, Marcus of Tyr, and Thane did what they could to restore the party to full health once again. While Bartol gleefully added the owlbear's head to a sack for the goblin chief. Bernedette and Timmay sorted thru the owlbear's nest to recover what treasure they could.
A bone scroll tube was uncovered with a divine scroll inside. Thane took the scroll to study later.
"Well what do we do now?" Timmay asked. "I think we've made enough noise to disturb whatever else is living nearby."
Bartol grabbed a torch and backtracked to try the next tunnel leading the group. Marcus of Tyr and the rest spread out to examine the cave.
After a few minutes of wandering, Bernedette's familiar reacted to movement on the floor.
"It moves," Bernedette vocalized just before a large pseudopod reached for Marcus of Tyr.
A large mass of goo crawled along the floor and responded to the warm bodies. It was grayish green in color.
"It's an ooze," Thane said. He quickly lit a flask and hurled it.
Bartol dropped his torch and drew his sword as he advanced. The ooze slammed hard against him. Bartol sliced the blob in two.
"Don't use your sword it won't work," Timmay interjected too late. Timmay climbed aboard Valgrim's shoulders.
Marcus of Tyr dropped a cover on the back of blob and used it to cross to the other side.
Thane crossed to the other side. The oozes reached for Bartol. Both missed. Bartol not having anything else to do cut one of the oozes into even smaller sections. Bernedette hesistated, but attempted to follow Thane and Marcus of Tyr's lead. Unfortunately, one of the oozes tripped her. She landed on the back of the larger one, struck her head, and lost consciousness. Valgrim also hurried to cross the other side with Timmay. He, too, stumbled. Timmay went flying. He landed bruised but clear of danger on the other side. The oil continued to burn. Marcus used his sword to cut Bernedette and Valgrim free. The blobs sizzled and expired.
"Well, I guess we need this scroll now instead of later," Thane said.
He restored Bernedette to consciousness. And then healed most of Bartol's injuries. Timmay wasn't much better.
"Let's hope that is all," Valgrim offered.
Valgrim, Marcus of Tyr, and Thane did what they could to restore the party to full health once again. While Bartol gleefully added the owlbear's head to a sack for the goblin chief. Bernedette and Timmay sorted thru the owlbear's nest to recover what treasure they could.
A bone scroll tube was uncovered with a divine scroll inside. Thane took the scroll to study later.
"Well what do we do now?" Timmay asked. "I think we've made enough noise to disturb whatever else is living nearby."
Bartol grabbed a torch and backtracked to try the next tunnel leading the group. Marcus of Tyr and the rest spread out to examine the cave.
After a few minutes of wandering, Bernedette's familiar reacted to movement on the floor.
"It moves," Bernedette vocalized just before a large pseudopod reached for Marcus of Tyr.
A large mass of goo crawled along the floor and responded to the warm bodies. It was grayish green in color.
"It's an ooze," Thane said. He quickly lit a flask and hurled it.
Bartol dropped his torch and drew his sword as he advanced. The ooze slammed hard against him. Bartol sliced the blob in two.
"Don't use your sword it won't work," Timmay interjected too late. Timmay climbed aboard Valgrim's shoulders.
Marcus of Tyr dropped a cover on the back of blob and used it to cross to the other side.
Thane crossed to the other side. The oozes reached for Bartol. Both missed. Bartol not having anything else to do cut one of the oozes into even smaller sections. Bernedette hesistated, but attempted to follow Thane and Marcus of Tyr's lead. Unfortunately, one of the oozes tripped her. She landed on the back of the larger one, struck her head, and lost consciousness. Valgrim also hurried to cross the other side with Timmay. He, too, stumbled. Timmay went flying. He landed bruised but clear of danger on the other side. The oil continued to burn. Marcus used his sword to cut Bernedette and Valgrim free. The blobs sizzled and expired.
"Well, I guess we need this scroll now instead of later," Thane said.
He restored Bernedette to consciousness. And then healed most of Bartol's injuries. Timmay wasn't much better.
"Let's hope that is all," Valgrim offered.
diaglo
Adventurer
When it rains, it pours
"We have yet to search the other tunnels," Bartol mentioned.
So the group returned to the entrance area and went down the middle tunnel. Nothing. A little drier than the rest but still empty. They again came back to the entrance.
"I'll clear a path," Marcus of Tyr stated.
He took out his sword and the torch and cleared the slime from the overhanging arch to the right tunnel. He handed the torch back to Bartol. After walking a little way down the tunnel it opened into a small cave with a pool of water. A glimmer of metal on the bottom of the pool shone from the torchlight.
Bartol prepared to enter the pool. He was passing the torch to Valgrim when a mass of goo fell from the ceiling.
Bartol shook like a large dog and freed himself from the blob. But not before it left its mark. Thane hurled another flask of burning oil onto the ooze. Luckily Bartol moved aside to avoid being burned. Timmay was not so lucky or healthy. He went down. Valgrim pulled him free. Marcus of Tyr attacked the ooze with his sword, dividing it. Bartol struck one of the oozes with the torch. Bernedette stayed out of range.
The oozes battered Marcus of Tyr. Valgrim forced a potion down Timmay's throat. Timmay was conscious again. Marcus of Tyr sliced another section of ooze. And Bartol attacked another. The oil burned. Crackle, sizzle, sputter. Stop. No more ooze.
No more healing spells, potions, or curatives. ANd nearly everyone in the party was close to exhaustion or death.
Bartol splashed into the pool to clean up.
"I say we bed down here for the night," Valgrim said. "In the morning I can restore some of our health. Right now, it would not be wise to visit the goblins."
"Yeah, we would make quick slaves," Timmay agreed. "And they will think us slain by the Eaters."
"We have yet to search the other tunnels," Bartol mentioned.
So the group returned to the entrance area and went down the middle tunnel. Nothing. A little drier than the rest but still empty. They again came back to the entrance.
"I'll clear a path," Marcus of Tyr stated.
He took out his sword and the torch and cleared the slime from the overhanging arch to the right tunnel. He handed the torch back to Bartol. After walking a little way down the tunnel it opened into a small cave with a pool of water. A glimmer of metal on the bottom of the pool shone from the torchlight.
Bartol prepared to enter the pool. He was passing the torch to Valgrim when a mass of goo fell from the ceiling.
Bartol shook like a large dog and freed himself from the blob. But not before it left its mark. Thane hurled another flask of burning oil onto the ooze. Luckily Bartol moved aside to avoid being burned. Timmay was not so lucky or healthy. He went down. Valgrim pulled him free. Marcus of Tyr attacked the ooze with his sword, dividing it. Bartol struck one of the oozes with the torch. Bernedette stayed out of range.
The oozes battered Marcus of Tyr. Valgrim forced a potion down Timmay's throat. Timmay was conscious again. Marcus of Tyr sliced another section of ooze. And Bartol attacked another. The oil burned. Crackle, sizzle, sputter. Stop. No more ooze.
No more healing spells, potions, or curatives. ANd nearly everyone in the party was close to exhaustion or death.
Bartol splashed into the pool to clean up.
"I say we bed down here for the night," Valgrim said. "In the morning I can restore some of our health. Right now, it would not be wise to visit the goblins."
"Yeah, we would make quick slaves," Timmay agreed. "And they will think us slain by the Eaters."
diaglo
Adventurer
To the victor go the spoils, not quite
The adventurers took turns on watch as well as tending each others wounds. Only Thane had escaped unharmed. Bernedette slept very restlessly. In the morning, Valgrim and Thane healed a little more of the injuries. Timmay and Bernedette prepared spells in case of more trouble with the goblins. The party divvied up the treasure from the pool.
Bartol grabbed the Owlbear sack and led the group back out into the light of day. He strolled to the Goblin Cave.
Two goblin guards met him just inside the entrance. He tossed the sack to the nearest one.
"We have returned," Bartol growled. "Go get the chief."
Even though, they didn't understand his words, they grasped the meaning behind them. So the party was led to the common room.
"Well done," Chief Van Dekk mused. "I see you survived. I had my doubts."
Timmay filled the Chief in on the nature of the occupants of the now empty Cave.
The Chief proceeded to inform the group about the hobgoblin tribe in the next cave. In return for killing or defeating the hobgoblin chief and providing the goblins with the remaining tribe members as slaves, the party would be allowed to free the hobgoblins' hostages. The goblins would prevent any of the hobgoblins from fleeing. Chief Van Dekk also offered to house the party while they rested and regained their strength for the assault.
A small victory feast was enjoyed by all. Most did not drink the offered alcohol. Nor did they touch the meat. Bartol was the exception and celebrated like any true warrior.
The foodstuffs were of excellent quality. It appeared that the caravan raids had been very successful for all those on the victorious side. And the wine too was of a fine quality. But the quantity not the quality was of the most interest to the warriors.
The adventurers took turns on watch as well as tending each others wounds. Only Thane had escaped unharmed. Bernedette slept very restlessly. In the morning, Valgrim and Thane healed a little more of the injuries. Timmay and Bernedette prepared spells in case of more trouble with the goblins. The party divvied up the treasure from the pool.
Bartol grabbed the Owlbear sack and led the group back out into the light of day. He strolled to the Goblin Cave.
Two goblin guards met him just inside the entrance. He tossed the sack to the nearest one.
"We have returned," Bartol growled. "Go get the chief."
Even though, they didn't understand his words, they grasped the meaning behind them. So the party was led to the common room.
"Well done," Chief Van Dekk mused. "I see you survived. I had my doubts."
Timmay filled the Chief in on the nature of the occupants of the now empty Cave.
The Chief proceeded to inform the group about the hobgoblin tribe in the next cave. In return for killing or defeating the hobgoblin chief and providing the goblins with the remaining tribe members as slaves, the party would be allowed to free the hobgoblins' hostages. The goblins would prevent any of the hobgoblins from fleeing. Chief Van Dekk also offered to house the party while they rested and regained their strength for the assault.
A small victory feast was enjoyed by all. Most did not drink the offered alcohol. Nor did they touch the meat. Bartol was the exception and celebrated like any true warrior.
The foodstuffs were of excellent quality. It appeared that the caravan raids had been very successful for all those on the victorious side. And the wine too was of a fine quality. But the quantity not the quality was of the most interest to the warriors.
diaglo
Adventurer
Bumbling, stumbling, rumbling
Since the goblins were so agreeable and did not try any funny business. The party let down their guard a little. Valgrim, Thane, and Marcus of Tyr saw to everyone's remaining injuries. Timmay got a crude map of the Hobgoblins' lair from Chief Van Dekk. Bernedette studied her spellbook. Thane also talked the Chief into donating 2 flasks of oil for the upcoming mission.
The party also heard from the Chief about the Ogre's mate. She would be returning soon and would not be happy.
In the morning, the Chief led the group to a storage room. At the back of the room was a secret passage to the Hobgoblin tunnels.
"Good luck," Chief Van Dekk said as he dismissed the group. "We will cover the other exits in case of their retreat. I will be Chief of all the Caves. "
Bartol opened the door and stepped into the passage. The others followed. At a T-junction the group split up. Timmay and Bartol prepared to attack a group of 4 hobgoblin guards on the left side of the tunnel. The guards were huddled around a table playing a crude game with dice. Bernedette, Thane, Valgrim, the wolverine, and Marcus of Tyr tried to cover their torches and went to the right.
Timmay reacted first. He tossed a pinch of sand into the air and mumbled a few arcane words. The guards as a group slumped down in slumber.
"Leave No enemies to prevent your escape," Bartol thought to himself. He strode forward and executed a guard.
Bernedette got a shock. A guard to the right saw the light and took a swing at her. Luckily, though, the wall provided some cover and he missed. Thane and the wolverine stepped to her aid and brought the guard down. No other guards were in sight.
The object of the group's mission was located in the direction Bartol had gone. So everyone hurried to catch up. It was a small room. But it had 2 doors.
Bartol executed another guard. Timmay came over and started binding the 2 remaining. Marcus of Tyr, Thane, Bernedette, and Valgrim covered the doors.
A guard stuck his head out the door to the left and fell to a sword thrust.
"BREEeeeYarkkkk," another Guard behind him screamed.
Thane let fly a stone, which struck but did not stop the shrieker. Bernedette summoned a protective barrier. Valgrim and Marcus of Tyr continued to cover the other door. Timmay was still trussing the sleeping guards.
Bartol moved into the room and gutted a guard. Thane slung another stone into the air, a miss. Just missing Bartol too. Bernedette also moved into the melee. The 2 remaining guards exchanged missing blows with Bartol and Bernedette. Thane continued to sling stones. Finally after several agonizing moments a stone brought the original shrieking violet down. The remaining guard scratched Bartol on the arm. This left him open to a counter by Bartol. Bartol took his head off.
In the meantime, a very large sentient wolf had entered the original guard room. Marcus of Tyr and Valgrim wounded the creature. But not enough to stop it from tackling Timmay. It thrashed about with Timmay in its jaws. The wolverine reacted to protect the gnome. Valgrim summoned Lathander's magic. The wolf beast lost some of its viciousness. Marcus of Tyr tried but failed to free Timmay.
Bernedette ran to the gnome's aid. Good or Bad, the creature dropped the gnome and tore into Bernedette. When it was done it tossed her aside like a ragdoll. Thane saved the girl's life with a quick spell. Valgrim grabbed Timmay and prevented any more loss of his lifeblood. Marcus of Tyr and the wolverine brought the wolf low.
Bartol was attacked from another side door. The guard paid the ultimate price for the scrape.
Since the goblins were so agreeable and did not try any funny business. The party let down their guard a little. Valgrim, Thane, and Marcus of Tyr saw to everyone's remaining injuries. Timmay got a crude map of the Hobgoblins' lair from Chief Van Dekk. Bernedette studied her spellbook. Thane also talked the Chief into donating 2 flasks of oil for the upcoming mission.
The party also heard from the Chief about the Ogre's mate. She would be returning soon and would not be happy.
In the morning, the Chief led the group to a storage room. At the back of the room was a secret passage to the Hobgoblin tunnels.
"Good luck," Chief Van Dekk said as he dismissed the group. "We will cover the other exits in case of their retreat. I will be Chief of all the Caves.
"Bartol opened the door and stepped into the passage. The others followed. At a T-junction the group split up. Timmay and Bartol prepared to attack a group of 4 hobgoblin guards on the left side of the tunnel. The guards were huddled around a table playing a crude game with dice. Bernedette, Thane, Valgrim, the wolverine, and Marcus of Tyr tried to cover their torches and went to the right.
Timmay reacted first. He tossed a pinch of sand into the air and mumbled a few arcane words. The guards as a group slumped down in slumber.
"Leave No enemies to prevent your escape," Bartol thought to himself. He strode forward and executed a guard.
Bernedette got a shock. A guard to the right saw the light and took a swing at her. Luckily, though, the wall provided some cover and he missed. Thane and the wolverine stepped to her aid and brought the guard down. No other guards were in sight.
The object of the group's mission was located in the direction Bartol had gone. So everyone hurried to catch up. It was a small room. But it had 2 doors.
Bartol executed another guard. Timmay came over and started binding the 2 remaining. Marcus of Tyr, Thane, Bernedette, and Valgrim covered the doors.
A guard stuck his head out the door to the left and fell to a sword thrust.
"BREEeeeYarkkkk," another Guard behind him screamed.
Thane let fly a stone, which struck but did not stop the shrieker. Bernedette summoned a protective barrier. Valgrim and Marcus of Tyr continued to cover the other door. Timmay was still trussing the sleeping guards.
Bartol moved into the room and gutted a guard. Thane slung another stone into the air, a miss. Just missing Bartol too. Bernedette also moved into the melee. The 2 remaining guards exchanged missing blows with Bartol and Bernedette. Thane continued to sling stones. Finally after several agonizing moments a stone brought the original shrieking violet down. The remaining guard scratched Bartol on the arm. This left him open to a counter by Bartol. Bartol took his head off.
In the meantime, a very large sentient wolf had entered the original guard room. Marcus of Tyr and Valgrim wounded the creature. But not enough to stop it from tackling Timmay. It thrashed about with Timmay in its jaws. The wolverine reacted to protect the gnome. Valgrim summoned Lathander's magic. The wolf beast lost some of its viciousness. Marcus of Tyr tried but failed to free Timmay.
Bernedette ran to the gnome's aid. Good or Bad, the creature dropped the gnome and tore into Bernedette. When it was done it tossed her aside like a ragdoll. Thane saved the girl's life with a quick spell. Valgrim grabbed Timmay and prevented any more loss of his lifeblood. Marcus of Tyr and the wolverine brought the wolf low.
Bartol was attacked from another side door. The guard paid the ultimate price for the scrape.
diaglo
Adventurer
Curses foiled again
"Well," Valgrim mentioned, "they know we are here."
Timmay propped himself against the wall with the only still lit torch. A guard, a warrior, and a witch entered the fray. The witch stayed in the doorway. The guard went down first. Marcus of Tyr stabbed the warrior as he tumbled past. The warrior returned the blow to Marcus of Tyr. Valgrim and the witch squared off in a duel of magic. Valgrim won. The witch's spell was spoiled. Thane continued to try and revive Bernedette. He succeeded. The warrior tumbled back out of the room.
Bartol could smell the blood. But couldn't get in on the fight. Too many people in the way. He raged.
"Let me at 'em," Bartol roared. "LEt me at 'em."
He slammed thru the door the last guard he slew came thru. It led into the same room as the witch and the warrior. It was dark but the outline of them near the doorway was enough. Bartol attacked with gusto. Any normal, any 4 normal men would've died from the blow. Somehow the hobgoblin warrior did survive. This could only be the chief. Bartol was impressed.
The chief made a very smart decision and fled the way Bartol had come, sacrificing the witch. Valgrim, Thane, and Marcus of Tyr finished her. Bartol raged. He chased the chief. But soon lost sight of everything. Timmay still had the only light. And Timmay was not with him.
Bartol struck at the darkness. Again and again he swung his large sword.
Timmay, Bernedette, and the wolverine wandered into view with the light. A trail of blood led to a wall.
After a brief search, the door was opened. The blood trail continued. And another wall appeared.
"We still have 2 prisoners," Bartol thought. "I should've finished them. Oh well, too late now. We have to stop the chief from summoning more aid."
Another mad search to find a way to open the door happened. Tick tock, tick tock. It opened and Bartol charged thru with Timmay on his heels.
WHIIiiiirrirrr, click, click...
"Well," Valgrim mentioned, "they know we are here."
Timmay propped himself against the wall with the only still lit torch. A guard, a warrior, and a witch entered the fray. The witch stayed in the doorway. The guard went down first. Marcus of Tyr stabbed the warrior as he tumbled past. The warrior returned the blow to Marcus of Tyr. Valgrim and the witch squared off in a duel of magic. Valgrim won. The witch's spell was spoiled. Thane continued to try and revive Bernedette. He succeeded. The warrior tumbled back out of the room.
Bartol could smell the blood. But couldn't get in on the fight. Too many people in the way. He raged.
"Let me at 'em," Bartol roared. "LEt me at 'em."
He slammed thru the door the last guard he slew came thru. It led into the same room as the witch and the warrior. It was dark but the outline of them near the doorway was enough. Bartol attacked with gusto. Any normal, any 4 normal men would've died from the blow. Somehow the hobgoblin warrior did survive. This could only be the chief. Bartol was impressed.
The chief made a very smart decision and fled the way Bartol had come, sacrificing the witch. Valgrim, Thane, and Marcus of Tyr finished her. Bartol raged. He chased the chief. But soon lost sight of everything. Timmay still had the only light. And Timmay was not with him.
Bartol struck at the darkness. Again and again he swung his large sword.
Timmay, Bernedette, and the wolverine wandered into view with the light. A trail of blood led to a wall.
After a brief search, the door was opened. The blood trail continued. And another wall appeared.
"We still have 2 prisoners," Bartol thought. "I should've finished them. Oh well, too late now. We have to stop the chief from summoning more aid."
Another mad search to find a way to open the door happened. Tick tock, tick tock. It opened and Bartol charged thru with Timmay on his heels.
WHIIiiiirrirrr, click, click...
Olgar Shiverstone
Legend
Now that you're caught up, you might want to consider renaming the Story Hour to something a little more catchy (and eliminating the current typo, to boot).
Like: "Return to the Little Keep on the Borderlands of Mistledale 3E", or
"In Search of the Unknown in Mistledale", or maybe just
"The Defenders of Mistledale" ...
Like: "Return to the Little Keep on the Borderlands of Mistledale 3E"
, or"In Search of the Unknown in Mistledale", or maybe just
"The Defenders of Mistledale" ...
diaglo
Adventurer
Ambush...exeunt stage left
Two crossbow bolts sailed out of the darkness. Bartol's instincts avoided 1, but not the other. Injured, but not fatally, he closed the distance between himself and the ambusher on the left. Another guard hurled a burning flask of oil thru the doorway into the midst of the group. It struck Valgrim full on. Bernedette and Marcus of Tyr both avoided the residual splash.
The room contained racks, bundles, barrels, and all sorts of other items. Many forms of weaponry and armor could be seen with Timmay's torch light. There were also 4 hobgoblins. Two were busy reloading their crossbows. One was arming himself with a longspear. And the last was reaching for more oil.
Marcus of Tyr closed with the spearman. The spearman thrust out but did not penetrated Marcus of Tyr's armor. Marcus of Tyr swung his sword, which the hobgoblin avoided. Timmay directed his attention to the oilman and the other crossbowman. With the flick of the wrist and the scattering of sand, both slept soundly. Bartol decapitated the other crossbowman. Seeing his allies fall, the remaining hobgoblin fled from his melee with Marcus of Tyr.
Valgrim swooned from his wounds and was revived by Thane. Bernedette summoned "Dawg." Dawg chased after the fleeing guard only to return barking. And then he vanished.
"Dawg says the way is clear ahead," Bernedette spoke. "The guard has fled around a corner."
She began binding the sleeping hobgoblins. Valgrim using some of Lathander's magic restored a little of his own health. Bartol, Timmay, Marcus of Tyr, Thane, and the wolverine hurried to watch the next corridor. When no reinforcements arrived they returned to the room and searched the cache of weapons and armor.
Many, many crossbow bolts, spears, a few shields, some battle axes, a few swords, and an assortment of armor. Thane recovered 3 more flasks of oil.
"Great," Timmay mumbled. "Our pyromaniac druid is armed to the teeth."
Two crossbow bolts sailed out of the darkness. Bartol's instincts avoided 1, but not the other. Injured, but not fatally, he closed the distance between himself and the ambusher on the left. Another guard hurled a burning flask of oil thru the doorway into the midst of the group. It struck Valgrim full on. Bernedette and Marcus of Tyr both avoided the residual splash.
The room contained racks, bundles, barrels, and all sorts of other items. Many forms of weaponry and armor could be seen with Timmay's torch light. There were also 4 hobgoblins. Two were busy reloading their crossbows. One was arming himself with a longspear. And the last was reaching for more oil.
Marcus of Tyr closed with the spearman. The spearman thrust out but did not penetrated Marcus of Tyr's armor. Marcus of Tyr swung his sword, which the hobgoblin avoided. Timmay directed his attention to the oilman and the other crossbowman. With the flick of the wrist and the scattering of sand, both slept soundly. Bartol decapitated the other crossbowman. Seeing his allies fall, the remaining hobgoblin fled from his melee with Marcus of Tyr.
Valgrim swooned from his wounds and was revived by Thane. Bernedette summoned "Dawg." Dawg chased after the fleeing guard only to return barking. And then he vanished.
"Dawg says the way is clear ahead," Bernedette spoke. "The guard has fled around a corner."
She began binding the sleeping hobgoblins. Valgrim using some of Lathander's magic restored a little of his own health. Bartol, Timmay, Marcus of Tyr, Thane, and the wolverine hurried to watch the next corridor. When no reinforcements arrived they returned to the room and searched the cache of weapons and armor.
Many, many crossbow bolts, spears, a few shields, some battle axes, a few swords, and an assortment of armor. Thane recovered 3 more flasks of oil.
"Great," Timmay mumbled. "Our pyromaniac druid is armed to the teeth."
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