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<blockquote data-quote="jydog1" data-source="post: 5312401" data-attributes="member: 48156"><p><strong>Session #7 - September 6, 2010 - Next Time He Can Go Hug a Porcupine</strong></p><p></p><p>Notes: Doing this early this week as I'm doing the unthinkable and taking Thursday and Friday off. The madness! Full group, good session. We worked very well as a team in combat and made what was probably a very very difficult fight into one that went our way, although there was a little luck involved. Given the incredible small sized loot we keep getting by fighting goblins Trixie wants to stay here forever. By the end of the session pretty much everyone had made it to 3rd level, which will call for some very difficult choices for Grezz. I almost have to take Mage Armor as my spell, or otherwise train in light armor with my level feat and hope to find something good enough to not have an arcane casting penalty. I get Burning Hands from my bloodline but while Color Spray was a huge help today soon the effectiveness is going to wane. But no doubt, it was a big help today. More notes later.</p><p></p><p>From the journal of Grezzalik M'Rethen:</p><p></p><p>Orreck appeared to be fairly straightforward and seemed honest. Once we determined he was a greedy fellow it wasn't too hard to talk him into swinging a sword for our side for a cut of the loot. He agreed to help us deal with the goblins, but wanted nothing to do with Nuallia. I figured we might be able to work on that, but in any case he was an incredible trove of info about the base. Lots of goblins, including Ripnugget the Chief, up above. His former right hand man - err, goblin - was a druid named Gogmert who got sort of pushed aside when Rippy and Nuallia joined up. Gogmert was over with the Licktoads, supposedly organizing the tribes as they arrived but possibly making a play for Rippy's position as well. I'm sure we're going to have to deal with him at some point as well. Gogmert is also sowing dissention about 'longshanks' being here at all, another motive for Orreck to get gone.</p><p></p><p>As for our fair looney, Orreck said she keeps to this level and some basement he hadn't been in. There was also a chapel with guardian demon beats or something along those lines. At that point we were joined by Londis, who had been battling his Varguile Kiss and seasickness in the boat. He immediately came in and started wiggling his fingers, which got Orreck all upset - he's not a big fan of magic. Things got a little testy for a bit. Then we had a big group discussion about whether to go after Nuallia - my choice - or Ripnugget. I was outvoted , so the goblin was first on our agenda. After much discussion, finally we crept upstairs. And by we I mean Trixie, who went up first like a little ghost. The silence and grace she moves with is astounding. Plus it's usually the only time she's not breaking my nuts.</p><p></p><p>Long story short, we locked/trapped the other doors as best we could upstairs. One was a large set leading outdoors, and it was pretty obvious this was a human-built fort that had been claimed by the little buggers. Poised outside the doors to the chief's throne room we could hear laughing goblins and the sound of combat inside, so we kicked in the doors and took to battle.</p><p></p><p>The inside was a large room with high ceilings. Tables were scattered hither and yon, and in the center a cleared area had been made for . . . combat. I note it like that because some goblins were fighting against what appeared to be Sandport guards but were clearly, at least to me, illusory in nature. This was confirmed when I saw a dogslicer cut through the torso of a 'foe' without leaving a mark. A second later I was able to spot the source - a female goblin decked out like the one Trixie had outclassed back at the festival. It had a pipe and looked at us with alarm. So did the goblins, including a few hulking ones sitting up by the throne. </p><p></p><p>That was occupied by a very large goblin who looked at us, yelled something guttural, and pulled an alarm bell. And we were off.</p><p></p><p>I was slow to react, as usual, but managed to get into the room before the goblins could really do much. The others waded into combat, but I saw the goblin caster make some gestures and drop an absolutely awful illusion of a wall or a curtain or something in front of her. Even my Scarnetti pal Zelran could have done better back in school, and he was terrible with illusions. Now he was terrible with, you know, having a head. </p><p></p><p>I rushed forward, avoiding flailing weapons, and unleashed an illusory effect of my own, spraying a rainbow from my fingers. The caster started to point at me and mumble something, but then her huge goblin eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped like a stone. So did one of the ones fighting Tofa, but another shook like a dog and stayed up. That one spun and chopped at me with a halberd, but the blow bounced off my ribs with a flare of magic - thank you, Mage Armor scroll. </p><p></p><p>Then a building hit me.</p><p></p><p>At least it felt like a building. I saw a blur of motion and had time to realize the chief had mounted a lizard of some sort and was apparently launching from up on the wall. I don't even know what his weapon was - he hit me hard and I was out immediately, with the vague notion that this was very, very bad . . .</p><p></p><p>Then I snapped to with a start to find Trixie over me, hand on my chest and . . . was that a look of <em>concern</em> on her face?</p><p></p><p>"Saved your ass again, Grezz. Don't you forget it." Then she was gone.</p><p></p><p>So possibly not concern.</p><p></p><p>I scrambled up, grabbed my longspear, and stuck it through the caster several times. End of her story. The chief gave us fits riding what turned out to be a gecko by staying up on the walls, but finally arrows and an elemental ray or two brought him down. The gecko proved to be Trixie-sized, and while the others mopped up the unfortunate goblin reserves who'd showed up she started cooing to it in Goblin, hopping on it, and riding it around the room. She looked at me triumphantly and said, "I shall name her Shotzie." She then rode it up a wall. "Isn't she a pretty blue?"</p><p></p><p>I paused from hacking off Ripnugget's head with his fancy sword. "How do you know it's a she?"</p><p></p><p>Telbaine wandered over and said, "Well, there's a spot you can insert a finger into and -"</p><p></p><p>I waved a bloody hand. "Forget it. I'll take her word for it." Standing up, I held up my gory prize and grinned. "Let's go scare some goblins."</p><p></p><p>---</p><p></p><p>Not surprisingly, the few more who'd responded fled the island screaming at the sight of their chief's head, and once on the other side cut down one side of the bridge, making it fairly useless for the time being. Shalue amused herself by picked off a good dozen of them with her longbow before we ran Ripnugget's head up the flagpole. She grinned at me and winked. "Good, good. This is very good. Fun."</p><p></p><p>We went back down and joined the others in methodically checking room by room. Orreck found the chief's chamber behind his chair and Trixie somehow discovered and figured out how to press three seemingly random stones in a wall to find his treasure trove. The chest inside was trapped - I had keys from around his neck and a mage hand spell, and one giant scythe chopping into nobody later we had some very nice things. I won't go into details but a good amount of money, enough to make Orreck crack a grin. Tofa rolled her eyes and started muttering when we found the armory, where all the swords bought from Dos Korvute had been mutilated into dogslicers, which would have made an eye pop out of his misshapen head. A few stray pickle-throwing goblins later, we opened the door to the courtyard and saw a pack of those goblin giant rat things, the ones with nasty mange. Before we could slam the door back shut Telbaine ran out there and started talking to them, trying to soothe them or something. I have no idea what the nutjob was trying to do and neither did the goblinthings, that looked at him and clearly thought, 'Ummm! Yummy elf!', and proceeded to nosh on him, almost knocking him out before we could waste spells and whatnot to save him. Trixie was near one of the things when it died and got the same nasty mange Telbaine did, and didn't appreciate my attempt at humor. Some females just don't appreciate jokes about social diseases, I guess.</p><p></p><p>Women. Who can figure them out?</p><p></p><p>---</p><p></p><p>We decided, Telbaine's folly and the effects aside, to press on to get Nuallia, as this was probably our best chance. We figured we could make a deal with the mercenary wizard Orreck told us about to stay uninvolved and set off to check out the chapel, where supposedly two horrible beasties resided within.</p><p></p><p>Two horrible beasties <em>did</em> reside within, and although we funneled them into a murder column weapons didn't seem to hurt them as much as they should have - but elemental rays did just fine. It wasn't a pretty fight but the damage was much less than it could have been, and that was with Orreck watching from the side. He'd agreed to stick along for more loot, but wouldn't fight the demon dogs. He warned that there was a third one somewhere, probably with Nuallia. </p><p></p><p>Ye gods I don't even know this bitch and I can't wait to kill her (although Orreck says she's gorgeous and we know she likes half-elves. And that's she's single. heh.) This Lamashtu is also becoming a problem in that is she's actually active at some point she's going to get annoyed at us wrecking all her little minions. At the expense of poor language, I feel compelled to say she can lick my left nut if she doesn't like it.</p><p></p><p>more notes: The caster missed her save on the color spray by 1 - the poor GM groaned as she would have been a major pain in the ass. The halberdier that missed did so only by one, so thank you Mage Armor scroll. The chief had a charging feat that ignored AoE and gave him damage bonuses, and took me from 8 hits to -7 with a single shot. The loot was pretty good - the masterwork chain shirt for Tofa makes her much more mobile. The goblin bard's pipe is also magical, but I boned the detect magic roll so will have to hold on until I can take 20 on it to identify it. As mentioned above I have no idea what to do with my feat/spell - still only first level, so expanded arcana doesn't seem like a great idea unless I defer it to 4th level and get myself an additional 2nd level spell. Dodge? Additional traits? Armor training? Weapon training? Whatever is a poor sorcerer to do?</p><p></p><p>Oh, and since my HP roll was so tragic last time, I had my wife roll for me this time. She also got a 2, so I have a whopping 10 hits at 3rd level. Toughness? Tofa laughed at me, as she now has a whopping 40 hits. Holy cripes.</p><p></p><p>Oh, who am I kidding, I'll take mage armor. I have to. if I use my gloves to cast it the spell will last for 5 hours, and that ain't shabby.</p><p></p><p>in case you missed it, Telbaine the elven druid tried to make friends with goblin dogs without having the ability to speak goblin. The player's willingness to have his character stick to his persona is both fun and frustrating as in this case he and Trixie suffer dex penalities as we go after Nuallia.</p><p></p><p>So we're healed up, have a few potions and a wand of CLW with 4 charges left as well. I'm at about 50% magic plus new spells like burning hands and probably mage armor; Trixie has 5 rounds of performance left and a gecko; the druid is pretty much running on empty and his fox is hiding on the boat; the inquisitor has been saving his judgment eagerly and got masterwork manacles as a back-up pair; Tofa is in great shape and more more mobile, and I see her as the deciding factor in the upcoming fight if she can rage close to Nuallia. Sound slike that scene from The Blues Brothers - we've got a sorcerer with half his spells, a barbarian ready to fight, it's a long walk down a flight of stairs to the basement, it's light out, and a bloody bit of nastiness is waiting for us.</p><p></p><p><em>Hit it.</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jydog1, post: 5312401, member: 48156"] [b]Session #7 - September 6, 2010 - Next Time He Can Go Hug a Porcupine[/b] Notes: Doing this early this week as I'm doing the unthinkable and taking Thursday and Friday off. The madness! Full group, good session. We worked very well as a team in combat and made what was probably a very very difficult fight into one that went our way, although there was a little luck involved. Given the incredible small sized loot we keep getting by fighting goblins Trixie wants to stay here forever. By the end of the session pretty much everyone had made it to 3rd level, which will call for some very difficult choices for Grezz. I almost have to take Mage Armor as my spell, or otherwise train in light armor with my level feat and hope to find something good enough to not have an arcane casting penalty. I get Burning Hands from my bloodline but while Color Spray was a huge help today soon the effectiveness is going to wane. But no doubt, it was a big help today. More notes later. From the journal of Grezzalik M'Rethen: Orreck appeared to be fairly straightforward and seemed honest. Once we determined he was a greedy fellow it wasn't too hard to talk him into swinging a sword for our side for a cut of the loot. He agreed to help us deal with the goblins, but wanted nothing to do with Nuallia. I figured we might be able to work on that, but in any case he was an incredible trove of info about the base. Lots of goblins, including Ripnugget the Chief, up above. His former right hand man - err, goblin - was a druid named Gogmert who got sort of pushed aside when Rippy and Nuallia joined up. Gogmert was over with the Licktoads, supposedly organizing the tribes as they arrived but possibly making a play for Rippy's position as well. I'm sure we're going to have to deal with him at some point as well. Gogmert is also sowing dissention about 'longshanks' being here at all, another motive for Orreck to get gone. As for our fair looney, Orreck said she keeps to this level and some basement he hadn't been in. There was also a chapel with guardian demon beats or something along those lines. At that point we were joined by Londis, who had been battling his Varguile Kiss and seasickness in the boat. He immediately came in and started wiggling his fingers, which got Orreck all upset - he's not a big fan of magic. Things got a little testy for a bit. Then we had a big group discussion about whether to go after Nuallia - my choice - or Ripnugget. I was outvoted , so the goblin was first on our agenda. After much discussion, finally we crept upstairs. And by we I mean Trixie, who went up first like a little ghost. The silence and grace she moves with is astounding. Plus it's usually the only time she's not breaking my nuts. Long story short, we locked/trapped the other doors as best we could upstairs. One was a large set leading outdoors, and it was pretty obvious this was a human-built fort that had been claimed by the little buggers. Poised outside the doors to the chief's throne room we could hear laughing goblins and the sound of combat inside, so we kicked in the doors and took to battle. The inside was a large room with high ceilings. Tables were scattered hither and yon, and in the center a cleared area had been made for . . . combat. I note it like that because some goblins were fighting against what appeared to be Sandport guards but were clearly, at least to me, illusory in nature. This was confirmed when I saw a dogslicer cut through the torso of a 'foe' without leaving a mark. A second later I was able to spot the source - a female goblin decked out like the one Trixie had outclassed back at the festival. It had a pipe and looked at us with alarm. So did the goblins, including a few hulking ones sitting up by the throne. That was occupied by a very large goblin who looked at us, yelled something guttural, and pulled an alarm bell. And we were off. I was slow to react, as usual, but managed to get into the room before the goblins could really do much. The others waded into combat, but I saw the goblin caster make some gestures and drop an absolutely awful illusion of a wall or a curtain or something in front of her. Even my Scarnetti pal Zelran could have done better back in school, and he was terrible with illusions. Now he was terrible with, you know, having a head. I rushed forward, avoiding flailing weapons, and unleashed an illusory effect of my own, spraying a rainbow from my fingers. The caster started to point at me and mumble something, but then her huge goblin eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped like a stone. So did one of the ones fighting Tofa, but another shook like a dog and stayed up. That one spun and chopped at me with a halberd, but the blow bounced off my ribs with a flare of magic - thank you, Mage Armor scroll. Then a building hit me. At least it felt like a building. I saw a blur of motion and had time to realize the chief had mounted a lizard of some sort and was apparently launching from up on the wall. I don't even know what his weapon was - he hit me hard and I was out immediately, with the vague notion that this was very, very bad . . . Then I snapped to with a start to find Trixie over me, hand on my chest and . . . was that a look of [I]concern[/I] on her face? "Saved your ass again, Grezz. Don't you forget it." Then she was gone. So possibly not concern. I scrambled up, grabbed my longspear, and stuck it through the caster several times. End of her story. The chief gave us fits riding what turned out to be a gecko by staying up on the walls, but finally arrows and an elemental ray or two brought him down. The gecko proved to be Trixie-sized, and while the others mopped up the unfortunate goblin reserves who'd showed up she started cooing to it in Goblin, hopping on it, and riding it around the room. She looked at me triumphantly and said, "I shall name her Shotzie." She then rode it up a wall. "Isn't she a pretty blue?" I paused from hacking off Ripnugget's head with his fancy sword. "How do you know it's a she?" Telbaine wandered over and said, "Well, there's a spot you can insert a finger into and -" I waved a bloody hand. "Forget it. I'll take her word for it." Standing up, I held up my gory prize and grinned. "Let's go scare some goblins." --- Not surprisingly, the few more who'd responded fled the island screaming at the sight of their chief's head, and once on the other side cut down one side of the bridge, making it fairly useless for the time being. Shalue amused herself by picked off a good dozen of them with her longbow before we ran Ripnugget's head up the flagpole. She grinned at me and winked. "Good, good. This is very good. Fun." We went back down and joined the others in methodically checking room by room. Orreck found the chief's chamber behind his chair and Trixie somehow discovered and figured out how to press three seemingly random stones in a wall to find his treasure trove. The chest inside was trapped - I had keys from around his neck and a mage hand spell, and one giant scythe chopping into nobody later we had some very nice things. I won't go into details but a good amount of money, enough to make Orreck crack a grin. Tofa rolled her eyes and started muttering when we found the armory, where all the swords bought from Dos Korvute had been mutilated into dogslicers, which would have made an eye pop out of his misshapen head. A few stray pickle-throwing goblins later, we opened the door to the courtyard and saw a pack of those goblin giant rat things, the ones with nasty mange. Before we could slam the door back shut Telbaine ran out there and started talking to them, trying to soothe them or something. I have no idea what the nutjob was trying to do and neither did the goblinthings, that looked at him and clearly thought, 'Ummm! Yummy elf!', and proceeded to nosh on him, almost knocking him out before we could waste spells and whatnot to save him. Trixie was near one of the things when it died and got the same nasty mange Telbaine did, and didn't appreciate my attempt at humor. Some females just don't appreciate jokes about social diseases, I guess. Women. Who can figure them out? --- We decided, Telbaine's folly and the effects aside, to press on to get Nuallia, as this was probably our best chance. We figured we could make a deal with the mercenary wizard Orreck told us about to stay uninvolved and set off to check out the chapel, where supposedly two horrible beasties resided within. Two horrible beasties [I]did[/I] reside within, and although we funneled them into a murder column weapons didn't seem to hurt them as much as they should have - but elemental rays did just fine. It wasn't a pretty fight but the damage was much less than it could have been, and that was with Orreck watching from the side. He'd agreed to stick along for more loot, but wouldn't fight the demon dogs. He warned that there was a third one somewhere, probably with Nuallia. Ye gods I don't even know this bitch and I can't wait to kill her (although Orreck says she's gorgeous and we know she likes half-elves. And that's she's single. heh.) This Lamashtu is also becoming a problem in that is she's actually active at some point she's going to get annoyed at us wrecking all her little minions. At the expense of poor language, I feel compelled to say she can lick my left nut if she doesn't like it. more notes: The caster missed her save on the color spray by 1 - the poor GM groaned as she would have been a major pain in the ass. The halberdier that missed did so only by one, so thank you Mage Armor scroll. The chief had a charging feat that ignored AoE and gave him damage bonuses, and took me from 8 hits to -7 with a single shot. The loot was pretty good - the masterwork chain shirt for Tofa makes her much more mobile. The goblin bard's pipe is also magical, but I boned the detect magic roll so will have to hold on until I can take 20 on it to identify it. As mentioned above I have no idea what to do with my feat/spell - still only first level, so expanded arcana doesn't seem like a great idea unless I defer it to 4th level and get myself an additional 2nd level spell. Dodge? Additional traits? Armor training? Weapon training? Whatever is a poor sorcerer to do? Oh, and since my HP roll was so tragic last time, I had my wife roll for me this time. She also got a 2, so I have a whopping 10 hits at 3rd level. Toughness? Tofa laughed at me, as she now has a whopping 40 hits. Holy cripes. Oh, who am I kidding, I'll take mage armor. I have to. if I use my gloves to cast it the spell will last for 5 hours, and that ain't shabby. in case you missed it, Telbaine the elven druid tried to make friends with goblin dogs without having the ability to speak goblin. The player's willingness to have his character stick to his persona is both fun and frustrating as in this case he and Trixie suffer dex penalities as we go after Nuallia. So we're healed up, have a few potions and a wand of CLW with 4 charges left as well. I'm at about 50% magic plus new spells like burning hands and probably mage armor; Trixie has 5 rounds of performance left and a gecko; the druid is pretty much running on empty and his fox is hiding on the boat; the inquisitor has been saving his judgment eagerly and got masterwork manacles as a back-up pair; Tofa is in great shape and more more mobile, and I see her as the deciding factor in the upcoming fight if she can rage close to Nuallia. Sound slike that scene from The Blues Brothers - we've got a sorcerer with half his spells, a barbarian ready to fight, it's a long walk down a flight of stairs to the basement, it's light out, and a bloody bit of nastiness is waiting for us. [I]Hit it.[/I] [/QUOTE]
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