D&D 5E Storm King's Thunder

[TallIan]

Fistan

Fistan considered what was being said, then added, "We're just here to scout, but I am in favour of doing them some damage if we can. We've already freed some poor captured souls. Lets see what else we can find out while we're here, then wreck the dam. That will interrupt their supply lines, making it harder for them to raid, and easier to counter attack.

[SBLOCK=Mini Stats]AC: 15 (12 Natural, 15 with mage armour, 17/20 with shield)
Initiative: +2
HP: 38/38 (HD: 6/6d6)
Arcane Ward: 16/16 THP

Offense
Spell attack: +7 to hit Spell DC: 16
Quarterstaff: +2 1d6-1B

Luck: 3/3
Healing Potion

Spells
CANTRIPS (3): FireBolt, Light, Minor Illusion, Mage Hand
LEVEL 1: (3/4): *Mage Armour, *Shield, *Fog Cloud (C), *Thunderwave, Sleep, Unseen Servant (R), Alarm (R), Find Familiar (R), Comprehend Languages (R)
LEVEL 2: (2/3) Flaming Sphere (C), *Misty Step, *Levitate (C), *Web(C)
LEVEL 3: (2/2) *Counterspell, *Fireball, Tiny Hut (R), Fear*[/SBLOCK]

 

[seriousmoonlight]

Aremus: Hooks protrude from the walls of this room, the floor of which is stained with pools of blood-some dry, others still moist. Hungry flies buzz about. Beast carcasses are hung here to dry. You are able to see into the next room from here, a kitchen. The floor of this filthy kitchen is covered with mud, dirty pots, and leftover food crawling with maggots.

In the center of the room, a crackling fire rages in a domeshaped fireplace. Six goblins are tying a halfling to a wooden spit and stoking the fire. No doubt, they plan to roast the halfling alive and serve it up to Chief Guh.

Past the kitchen, you can hear the booming noise of the currently full banquet hall.

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Aremus immediately waved to the others to follow him, silently indicating that it was urgent, with a serious expression on his face that booked no argument. He coiled, ready to spring into the room as soon as at least one of his allies was ready to follow.

 

[Neurotic]

Ordrar grabs Carolina and throws her over his shoulder. "Trust me, lass, we're killing some gobbos."
Ordrar pushes the door with a bang and bellows at the goblins "Not that one you lazy curs! It is weak, poor food. This one is strong, has some meat and if you do it right will be soft and crunchy for the Masters."

He walks right among the cooks and drops his halfling companion right next to the bound one. He then walks back toward the exit, hopefully turning goblins away from prisoners and enabling some covert bond cutting and backstabbing as needed.

 

[KahlessNestor]

Grudd Haug/Cave
Afternoon
Round 0

Drem saw Aremus gesturing animatedly. Something seemed urgent. He peered into the kitchen and scowled. Ordrar dragged Carolina in for a distraction, so Dren started to slip along the wall, looking for a kitchen knife to cut the halfling’s bonds as he crept around.

Unfortunately, he bumped into a precariously stacked set of pans and knocked them over.

Stealth: 1D20+3 = [3]+3 = 6

[sblock=Actions]
Dren Rockfist Character Sheet
Action (Extra Attack):
Bonus Action:
Move:
Reaction: Deflect Missiles, Opportunity Attack, or Slow Fall
Object Interaction:
Conditions:
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[sblock=Stats]
AC: 16
HP: 51/51 HD: 6/6d8+2
Ki: 2/6/R
[/sblock]

[sblock=Party Treasure]
[/sblock]

[sblock=Party]
Tranio - half-elf death cleric
Fistan - human wizard
Carolina - halfling rogue
Dren - dwarf monk
Bethany - human fighter
Aremus - half-elf paladin
Ordrar - dwarf eldritch knight
[/sblock]

 

[Kobold Stew]

"So stealth is out," Tranio observes, as his colleagues make a supposed distraction.

He strides forward, saying "rumble rumble", and smiles when the ground picks up the resonance from his voice.

OOC: Cast Thaumaturgy, for "harmless tremors" for the next minute.

 

[seriousmoonlight]

The combination of failed sneaking, halfing exchanges, and thaumaturgy is too much for the simple goblin chefs to comprehend. Terrified, the little green servants run out of the room shrieking. As the door they exited through swings widely, the party can see it leads straight into the room filled with hungry giants.

 

[FitzTheRuke]

"Okay. Time for us to get out of here. Let's set fire to everything and run, shall we?" suggested Aremus, looking around for a quick way to destroy as much as he could.

"How are you, friend?" he said to the halfling, just barely remembering his manners.

 

[KahlessNestor]

Grudd Haug/Cave
Afternoon
Round 0

Once the halfling was cut free, Dren pulled out a torch. He stuck it into the fire and then tossed it up into the rafters and the thatch roof.

“Ever’one back doon the ‘ole,” he said.

[sblock=Actions]
Dren Rockfist Character Sheet
Action (Extra Attack):
Bonus Action:
Move:
Reaction: Deflect Missiles, Opportunity Attack, or Slow Fall
Object Interaction:
Conditions:
[/sblock]

[sblock=Stats]
AC: 16
HP: 51/51 HD: 6/6d8+2
Ki: 2/6/R
[/sblock]

[sblock=Party Treasure]
[/sblock]

[sblock=Party]
Tranio - half-elf death cleric
Fistan - human wizard
Carolina - halfling rogue
Dren - dwarf monk
Bethany - human fighter
Aremus - half-elf paladin
Ordrar - dwarf eldritch knight
[/sblock]

 

[Kobold Stew]

Tranio almost laughs as he sees through the doors as they swing open and then closed again.

"Not today, my Lord," he says, as he whispers "flicker flicker" and the flames from the torch Dren has thrown grow brighter.

He then follows the others back down the hole.

OOC: Thaumaturgy again; flames brighten for a minute.