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<blockquote data-quote="jydog1" data-source="post: 5606428" data-attributes="member: 48156"><p><strong>Session #37 - June 27th, 2011 - Ask Not For Whom the Bell Tolls . . .</strong></p><p></p><p>notes: Started out as a fun night, everyone in a good mood, laughing and joking around. Ended on a bit of a down note, but a PC death will do that to you. At this point final resolution is unknown - the PC definitely is stone dead and in this backwater there's nobody who can raise him, but if the player wishes there is a bit of a back door he could take to come back that isn't a pity thing. As of yet, undetermined. So we shall see.</p><p></p><p>Dinner was grilled chicken drumsticks with cous cous, watermelon, and strawberry shortcake. </p><p></p><p>From the journal of Grezzalik M'rethen:</p><p></p><p>"Hey! Wake up!"</p><p></p><p>I cracked an eye - wasn't my door supposed to be locked? - and found myself staring at Trixie. She was shaking me, clad only in a shirt that seemed unbuttoned but yet remained closed and nothing else. Surprised, I started to scoot over to make room. "I thought we agreed we should just stay friends. I mean, I'm not saying that this won't be fun, and - ow!"</p><p></p><p>She swatted me again. "No, you idiot! Something's attacking Firendrin! Get up!"</p><p></p><p>I fought my way out from under the covers, wincing slightly as my bare feet hit the frigid floor. I spared another quick glance at Trix - the shirt was just long enough to convince me that the Gods do indeed hate me. Trying not to be self conscious about wearing just underclothes myself, I grabbed my staff - get your mind out of Calistria's temple - and ran into the hallway. </p><p></p><p>Predictably, more chaos. Right in front of me Tofa was grappling with some sort of horrid spidery-looking thing, trying to club it with Hidarga's hilt. A little further down the hallway Londis was on his back, holding one away from his chest. Strange lights were coming out of Firendrin's room, but no noise.</p><p></p><p>Oh, and Tofa was naked. As in, buck naked. As in, the question about whether cuffs and collar matched was no longer a mystery. It provided an interesting contrast of femininity, for while Trixie is all about the curves and radiating a come hither attitude Tofa was no less a woman with her muscled yet still shapely form and - </p><p></p><p>"Get these things off us!"</p><p></p><p>Oh. Right. Blushing furiously, I unleashed a pair of shocking rays. The one on Londis screeched as about half its legs were blown away, and a few seconds later he swung it heavily against the wall, where it impacted like a ripe melon and melted into some sort of hideous goo. Tofa clubbed the other one into a similar state and I summoned a hound archon to help Firendrin. Much like the dogs Trixie had brought in, the archon crumpled right inside the door. I rushed down to see what was going on as Londis entered the room but when I arrived there it was too late. Firendrin, with a horrible looking wound on his head, was wandering around drunkenly, and I could see the residue of someone who had just planewalked out of here. What in Shelyn's Grace had happened?</p><p></p><p>Firendrin had no answers as he clumsily meandered into the hallway and . . .</p><p></p><p>Tofa came up, still naked, and said, "Da. Is he . . . eating the dead spider stuff?"</p><p></p><p>I fixed my gaze on a point of the wall over her shoulder. "Well, he was, but now he seems to be not moving at all."</p><p></p><p>Londis scooped him up and started to head out, then backtracked to his room and emerged with the sack holding the evil book. With a baleful glare at me he stomped out. [OOC]Londis took the paralyzed Firedrin - no dex - to the mayor's church and set off every alarm you could imagine. the Mayor told him his soul was blighted and he was carrying something made of pure evil, etc. My insane roll from last week confirmed that this book is seriously bad. It also attempts to corrupt those who touch it, so I have to keep an eye on Londis and Firendrin. Oh, and myself[/OOC] The landlord popped his head up, saw us, and vanished. Couldn't say I blamed him, although now I was in a hallway with two women in various states of undress, and - </p><p></p><p>There were dual door slams, and I realized I was alone. Whatever, gods.</p><p></p><p>[OOC]The creature Grezz didn't see was a denizen(?) from the home of Firendrin's kooky gods. Apparently it looked a lot like an illythid and drank memories. The spiders did DEX damage and also sucked memories - if you drink their goo you see images of those they've drained, so Firendrin got to see where they came from while the rest of us tried not to vomit watching him. [/OOC]</p><p></p><p> * * * *</p><p></p><p>Tofa surprised me in the morning by offering me the Belt of Health. "It's better for you," I protested. "It'll make you more hale."</p><p></p><p>"Bah! I am plenty hale, is true, yes?" I blushed as she slammed a hand on my shoulder. "You are far too squishy the way you are. You are good with the zapping and the explosions, yes, but when something hits you I expect to see you to break into many pieces. This will help." </p><p></p><p>Unable to refute her logic and also a little touched, I buckled it on [OOC]On this week's Very Special episode of Muddled Pasts, Grezz finds out that his companions don't think he's completely incompetent and give him things and nobody punched him in the face![/OOC] I immediately felt like I could go run to the fort by myself. No, not really, but I did feel a touch less frail.</p><p></p><p>My good mood was somewhat tempered as I watched Londis eating enough for three people. That wasn't good. The book was the middle section of the Kardosian Codex, a work of the Runelord Zutha. Lore said that if the 3 tomes were brought together the evil bastard could escape whatever prison he was in, and thatw ould be bad. Since the tomes have the ability to corrupt and Zutha was the Runelord of Gluttony, I had to be concerned if I saw Londis doing something gluttonous, like, uhm, overeating.</p><p></p><p>Bloody Hells.</p><p></p><p>Firendrin, somewhat healed and back with us, ate like a hungry horse as well. As for me, well, I seemed okay. Trix knows to watch me, and she didn't say anything. I wish I knew what to do with that book. As far as I knew it was indestructible, and for all I knew it was the reason Lucrezia was up here. if that was the case, the last thing we wanted to do was to bring it to her. What to do, what to do.</p><p></p><p>Jacundos and Veil really needed another day of rest, and the others wanted to try to explore the wreck of the <em>Paradise</em>, so I was outvoted and we hired a fisherman to be our water taxi.[OOC]outvoted = was upstairs putting the kids to bed when it came up <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite7" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue :p" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":p" />[/OOC] He got us close and Trixie used a spell to find the ship itself. The <em>Paradise</em> was about 80 feet down, so Firendrin sent his familiar down to scout. It changed from a not-an-owl to a not-a-squid and vanished beneath the surface. Not long afterward it jumped out and hid in Firendrin's pocket, spooked by the giant fish in the area known as gar. </p><p></p><p>Londis wanted to swim down and take a look, so I loaned him my new belt and used a <em>Touch of the Sea</em> scroll as well. He dove in, followed by the dwarf. The rest of us sat in the boat waiting - the ancient captain along with Tofa and Trix. For a minute or so, there was nothing, then some air bubbles began to surface. Just as we started to get concerned Firendrin flew out of the water and landed on the deck, gasping. Londis popped up a few seconds later, sucking for air. We pulled him in and waited for him to catch his breath.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, something else surfaced. Trixie let out a bleat as a dragon turtle came into view, and before anyone could even think of reacting she's fired her insane Rod of Wonder. The lake was suddenly covered with a thick morass of heavy water weeds, and the dragon turtle submerged as I tried to talk to it. "Hey! Wise and mighty dragon, please accept our offering of salad! Enjoy!" Either it didn't hear me or wasn't amused, but it started heading in our direction.</p><p></p><p>great.</p><p></p><p>Tofa started wrestling with the boat - ship, whatever - as Trixie zapped again with the Rod, this time sending a huge gust of wind that soaked the flying dwarf but didn't seem to affect the dragon turtle, who was at least ten feet deep. We were moving, but not fast enough and as it gained Trixie threw some dolphins at it. It ate one and seemed moderately annoyed as one managed to hit it a glancing blow. It seemed even more pissed when I nailed it with a pair of shocking rays. This did not bode well. [OOC]bonehead move of the night - I could have summoned a medium elemental and put it in our sails, making a fight unnecessary as we zipped away, but I didn't think of it. We actually might have been able to deal with it non-violently but not after the Rod of Wonder started. hey, Trixie is scared of huge things, and a dragon turtle is pretty damn big[/OOC]</p><p></p><p>With a burst of speed the damn thing came up under the boat and tried to capsize us. Failing that, it climbed on the back and with appalling quickness snapped up Trixie! I yelled and zapped it again, the air filling with the stench of roasting reptile. Frantically I tried to think of something to do, but none of my spells seemed appropriate. behind the thing Firendrin swooped down. I though he was going to try to get in its mouth, grab Trixie, and <em>Dimension Door</em> out, but instead he held up the wand of <em>Vampiric Touch</em> we'd gotten from Mammy and tried to touch the thing. He did, but not in the way he intended. The dragon turtle's neck swung around and snatched him out of the air as well, then turned to us on the boat. Londis growled some sort of spell at it, and the dragon turtle shook its head before thwacking itself with a massive claw.</p><p></p><p>My eyes widened as I realized what was going to happen - it was going to <em>breathe</em>.</p><p></p><p>As it started there was a bright spark from inside the mouth [OOC]Trixie rolled a <em>lightning bolt</em> with the RoW, and the argument was put forth that the DT would get no save since she was surrounded by target. The GM agreed, but with a caveat . . .[/OOC] and then we were awash in flame. As I reeled back in pain I saw the captain simply go up like a piece pf paper, and I fought to keep my feet. [OOC]from 43 hits to 2 in the blink of an eye - I was quite cognizant of the extra 8 hits lying at my feet in the form of the Belt of Health I hadn't had the time to put back on before the fight. Both Trixie and I once again forgot to trip our <em>false life</em> spells, although I did it right then[/OOC] Frantic with concern for my friends who were at the source of the conflagration I yelled something incoherent and let another pair of rays fly, crackling with emerald lightning. As they hit the turtle's head simply exploded, and Londis immediately grabbed the bodies inside. Trixie was in bad shape, unconscious but still alive.</p><p></p><p>Firendrin, however, wasn't breathing. Londis and Tofa fussed over him but stopped without a word a few minutes later. The inquisitor looked at me and shook his head, and I sat back on the deck with a sigh, Trixie leaning heavily against me. In this little backwater hamlet, fining someone who could raise dead seemed unlikely. With no other option I handed Tofa a scroll of <em>Gentle Repose</em> and we at least bought ourselves some time. His familiar was nowhere to be seen.</p><p></p><p>Back on land Londis produced a pair of sodden panties he got from the master boudoir. the place had been cleaned out, the coal stores emptied - clearly the boat going down had been no accident. But why had Lucrezia scuttled her ship, and where was she? The boat, unfortunately, had become unstable and slipped into a much deeper crevasse, probably inaccessible to us now. Useful information, but at quite the cost . . .</p><p></p><p>[OOC]Since the dragon turtle didn't get a save from Trixie's lightning, the bard and Firendrin didn't get a save from the breath weapon as they were at ground zero. Firendrin was killed instantly and would have had to roll a natural 20 to make the save anyway. Trixie was at -8 hits and lost one more before we saved her _ I believe her CON is 12 so it was a close thing. Belatedly we thought of great alternate plans - my air elemental for an escape, Trixie making a major image of a female dragon turtle in heat, and so on. Failed things we did try included Firendrin trying to sleep hex it (dragons are immune) and Tofa using the Medusa mask (it made the save). Londis hit with <em>Terrible Remorse</em>, which guarantees a round of inactivity once the save is made - holy crap! Firendrin's player is deciding what to do - he's a believer that dead is dead but he can be reborn via the sacrifice of his familiar, if he so desires. If not, he has a lot of choices - mmm, 8th level start! I'd be multiclassing, methinks. But dammit, Grezz just won't die.[/OOC]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jydog1, post: 5606428, member: 48156"] [b]Session #37 - June 27th, 2011 - Ask Not For Whom the Bell Tolls . . .[/b] notes: Started out as a fun night, everyone in a good mood, laughing and joking around. Ended on a bit of a down note, but a PC death will do that to you. At this point final resolution is unknown - the PC definitely is stone dead and in this backwater there's nobody who can raise him, but if the player wishes there is a bit of a back door he could take to come back that isn't a pity thing. As of yet, undetermined. So we shall see. Dinner was grilled chicken drumsticks with cous cous, watermelon, and strawberry shortcake. From the journal of Grezzalik M'rethen: "Hey! Wake up!" I cracked an eye - wasn't my door supposed to be locked? - and found myself staring at Trixie. She was shaking me, clad only in a shirt that seemed unbuttoned but yet remained closed and nothing else. Surprised, I started to scoot over to make room. "I thought we agreed we should just stay friends. I mean, I'm not saying that this won't be fun, and - ow!" She swatted me again. "No, you idiot! Something's attacking Firendrin! Get up!" I fought my way out from under the covers, wincing slightly as my bare feet hit the frigid floor. I spared another quick glance at Trix - the shirt was just long enough to convince me that the Gods do indeed hate me. Trying not to be self conscious about wearing just underclothes myself, I grabbed my staff - get your mind out of Calistria's temple - and ran into the hallway. Predictably, more chaos. Right in front of me Tofa was grappling with some sort of horrid spidery-looking thing, trying to club it with Hidarga's hilt. A little further down the hallway Londis was on his back, holding one away from his chest. Strange lights were coming out of Firendrin's room, but no noise. Oh, and Tofa was naked. As in, buck naked. As in, the question about whether cuffs and collar matched was no longer a mystery. It provided an interesting contrast of femininity, for while Trixie is all about the curves and radiating a come hither attitude Tofa was no less a woman with her muscled yet still shapely form and - "Get these things off us!" Oh. Right. Blushing furiously, I unleashed a pair of shocking rays. The one on Londis screeched as about half its legs were blown away, and a few seconds later he swung it heavily against the wall, where it impacted like a ripe melon and melted into some sort of hideous goo. Tofa clubbed the other one into a similar state and I summoned a hound archon to help Firendrin. Much like the dogs Trixie had brought in, the archon crumpled right inside the door. I rushed down to see what was going on as Londis entered the room but when I arrived there it was too late. Firendrin, with a horrible looking wound on his head, was wandering around drunkenly, and I could see the residue of someone who had just planewalked out of here. What in Shelyn's Grace had happened? Firendrin had no answers as he clumsily meandered into the hallway and . . . Tofa came up, still naked, and said, "Da. Is he . . . eating the dead spider stuff?" I fixed my gaze on a point of the wall over her shoulder. "Well, he was, but now he seems to be not moving at all." Londis scooped him up and started to head out, then backtracked to his room and emerged with the sack holding the evil book. With a baleful glare at me he stomped out. [OOC]Londis took the paralyzed Firedrin - no dex - to the mayor's church and set off every alarm you could imagine. the Mayor told him his soul was blighted and he was carrying something made of pure evil, etc. My insane roll from last week confirmed that this book is seriously bad. It also attempts to corrupt those who touch it, so I have to keep an eye on Londis and Firendrin. Oh, and myself[/OOC] The landlord popped his head up, saw us, and vanished. Couldn't say I blamed him, although now I was in a hallway with two women in various states of undress, and - There were dual door slams, and I realized I was alone. Whatever, gods. [OOC]The creature Grezz didn't see was a denizen(?) from the home of Firendrin's kooky gods. Apparently it looked a lot like an illythid and drank memories. The spiders did DEX damage and also sucked memories - if you drink their goo you see images of those they've drained, so Firendrin got to see where they came from while the rest of us tried not to vomit watching him. [/OOC] * * * * Tofa surprised me in the morning by offering me the Belt of Health. "It's better for you," I protested. "It'll make you more hale." "Bah! I am plenty hale, is true, yes?" I blushed as she slammed a hand on my shoulder. "You are far too squishy the way you are. You are good with the zapping and the explosions, yes, but when something hits you I expect to see you to break into many pieces. This will help." Unable to refute her logic and also a little touched, I buckled it on [OOC]On this week's Very Special episode of Muddled Pasts, Grezz finds out that his companions don't think he's completely incompetent and give him things and nobody punched him in the face![/OOC] I immediately felt like I could go run to the fort by myself. No, not really, but I did feel a touch less frail. My good mood was somewhat tempered as I watched Londis eating enough for three people. That wasn't good. The book was the middle section of the Kardosian Codex, a work of the Runelord Zutha. Lore said that if the 3 tomes were brought together the evil bastard could escape whatever prison he was in, and thatw ould be bad. Since the tomes have the ability to corrupt and Zutha was the Runelord of Gluttony, I had to be concerned if I saw Londis doing something gluttonous, like, uhm, overeating. Bloody Hells. Firendrin, somewhat healed and back with us, ate like a hungry horse as well. As for me, well, I seemed okay. Trix knows to watch me, and she didn't say anything. I wish I knew what to do with that book. As far as I knew it was indestructible, and for all I knew it was the reason Lucrezia was up here. if that was the case, the last thing we wanted to do was to bring it to her. What to do, what to do. Jacundos and Veil really needed another day of rest, and the others wanted to try to explore the wreck of the [I]Paradise[/I], so I was outvoted and we hired a fisherman to be our water taxi.[OOC]outvoted = was upstairs putting the kids to bed when it came up :p[/OOC] He got us close and Trixie used a spell to find the ship itself. The [I]Paradise[/I] was about 80 feet down, so Firendrin sent his familiar down to scout. It changed from a not-an-owl to a not-a-squid and vanished beneath the surface. Not long afterward it jumped out and hid in Firendrin's pocket, spooked by the giant fish in the area known as gar. Londis wanted to swim down and take a look, so I loaned him my new belt and used a [I]Touch of the Sea[/I] scroll as well. He dove in, followed by the dwarf. The rest of us sat in the boat waiting - the ancient captain along with Tofa and Trix. For a minute or so, there was nothing, then some air bubbles began to surface. Just as we started to get concerned Firendrin flew out of the water and landed on the deck, gasping. Londis popped up a few seconds later, sucking for air. We pulled him in and waited for him to catch his breath. Meanwhile, something else surfaced. Trixie let out a bleat as a dragon turtle came into view, and before anyone could even think of reacting she's fired her insane Rod of Wonder. The lake was suddenly covered with a thick morass of heavy water weeds, and the dragon turtle submerged as I tried to talk to it. "Hey! Wise and mighty dragon, please accept our offering of salad! Enjoy!" Either it didn't hear me or wasn't amused, but it started heading in our direction. great. Tofa started wrestling with the boat - ship, whatever - as Trixie zapped again with the Rod, this time sending a huge gust of wind that soaked the flying dwarf but didn't seem to affect the dragon turtle, who was at least ten feet deep. We were moving, but not fast enough and as it gained Trixie threw some dolphins at it. It ate one and seemed moderately annoyed as one managed to hit it a glancing blow. It seemed even more pissed when I nailed it with a pair of shocking rays. This did not bode well. [OOC]bonehead move of the night - I could have summoned a medium elemental and put it in our sails, making a fight unnecessary as we zipped away, but I didn't think of it. We actually might have been able to deal with it non-violently but not after the Rod of Wonder started. hey, Trixie is scared of huge things, and a dragon turtle is pretty damn big[/OOC] With a burst of speed the damn thing came up under the boat and tried to capsize us. Failing that, it climbed on the back and with appalling quickness snapped up Trixie! I yelled and zapped it again, the air filling with the stench of roasting reptile. Frantically I tried to think of something to do, but none of my spells seemed appropriate. behind the thing Firendrin swooped down. I though he was going to try to get in its mouth, grab Trixie, and [I]Dimension Door[/I] out, but instead he held up the wand of [I]Vampiric Touch[/I] we'd gotten from Mammy and tried to touch the thing. He did, but not in the way he intended. The dragon turtle's neck swung around and snatched him out of the air as well, then turned to us on the boat. Londis growled some sort of spell at it, and the dragon turtle shook its head before thwacking itself with a massive claw. My eyes widened as I realized what was going to happen - it was going to [I]breathe[/I]. As it started there was a bright spark from inside the mouth [OOC]Trixie rolled a [I]lightning bolt[/I] with the RoW, and the argument was put forth that the DT would get no save since she was surrounded by target. The GM agreed, but with a caveat . . .[/OOC] and then we were awash in flame. As I reeled back in pain I saw the captain simply go up like a piece pf paper, and I fought to keep my feet. [OOC]from 43 hits to 2 in the blink of an eye - I was quite cognizant of the extra 8 hits lying at my feet in the form of the Belt of Health I hadn't had the time to put back on before the fight. Both Trixie and I once again forgot to trip our [I]false life[/I] spells, although I did it right then[/OOC] Frantic with concern for my friends who were at the source of the conflagration I yelled something incoherent and let another pair of rays fly, crackling with emerald lightning. As they hit the turtle's head simply exploded, and Londis immediately grabbed the bodies inside. Trixie was in bad shape, unconscious but still alive. Firendrin, however, wasn't breathing. Londis and Tofa fussed over him but stopped without a word a few minutes later. The inquisitor looked at me and shook his head, and I sat back on the deck with a sigh, Trixie leaning heavily against me. In this little backwater hamlet, fining someone who could raise dead seemed unlikely. With no other option I handed Tofa a scroll of [I]Gentle Repose[/I] and we at least bought ourselves some time. His familiar was nowhere to be seen. Back on land Londis produced a pair of sodden panties he got from the master boudoir. the place had been cleaned out, the coal stores emptied - clearly the boat going down had been no accident. But why had Lucrezia scuttled her ship, and where was she? The boat, unfortunately, had become unstable and slipped into a much deeper crevasse, probably inaccessible to us now. Useful information, but at quite the cost . . . [OOC]Since the dragon turtle didn't get a save from Trixie's lightning, the bard and Firendrin didn't get a save from the breath weapon as they were at ground zero. Firendrin was killed instantly and would have had to roll a natural 20 to make the save anyway. Trixie was at -8 hits and lost one more before we saved her _ I believe her CON is 12 so it was a close thing. Belatedly we thought of great alternate plans - my air elemental for an escape, Trixie making a major image of a female dragon turtle in heat, and so on. Failed things we did try included Firendrin trying to sleep hex it (dragons are immune) and Tofa using the Medusa mask (it made the save). Londis hit with [I]Terrible Remorse[/I], which guarantees a round of inactivity once the save is made - holy crap! Firendrin's player is deciding what to do - he's a believer that dead is dead but he can be reborn via the sacrifice of his familiar, if he so desires. If not, he has a lot of choices - mmm, 8th level start! I'd be multiclassing, methinks. But dammit, Grezz just won't die.[/OOC] [/QUOTE]
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