A Candlekeep Mystery (IC)
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VLAD the Destroyer
Adventurer
Kaliban looks to Cairn.
"I believe Argenti is with Crock Jon. They were together when the last room collapsed. The creature over here is gone. I think there might only be the one left."
Kaliban then follows in the direction of Crock Jon. He keeps his sword read and shield up, prepared to strike if the meenlock reappears.
"I believe Argenti is with Crock Jon. They were together when the last room collapsed. The creature over here is gone. I think there might only be the one left."
Kaliban then follows in the direction of Crock Jon. He keeps his sword read and shield up, prepared to strike if the meenlock reappears.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Kaliban could not see the meenlock that had appeared behind Crock Jon, but it was apparent that the creature had retreated down the tunnel.
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If anyone gives chase, Crock Jon will try to follow.
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Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
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"This elemental was sent to protect Argenti, not chase through unfriendly caves." Cairn pauses, rumbling quietly to himself "The best way to protect The Boss is to annihilate the threat. This one is with you, the majority."
He follows into the moss
VLAD the Destroyer
Adventurer
Kaliban looks to the others. Once it is agreed that they should continue he leads the way into the moss filled tunnel. He keeps his eyes open for any threats as he moves cautiously deeper into the tunnels.
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Leatherhead
Possibly a Idiot.
Argenti nods with Cairn, and follows into the caves.
FitzTheRuke
Legend
The Agents of the Black Dragon Gate Mining Consortium ventured deep into the maze-like mossy tunnels, for what would hopefully be one last time. They followed the nebulous sign of the creature until they came to a deep, damp cavern.
Like all the tunnels, there was much brown moss about, obscuring their sight lines, catching their feet, dulling all sound, and covering hidden hazards. While the strange, psychic static kept their heads clogged with discomforting feelings, they were determined to see it through.
The chamber opened wide enough ahead that while the moss hung dripping from the ceiling, Kaliban could see the meenlock they had followed, knee-deep in a marshy pool. Moss shifted and another meenlock appeared, twisted and wrinkled from time and moisture. It stirred as if it had been sleeping and began to shuffle toward the group.
Like all the tunnels, there was much brown moss about, obscuring their sight lines, catching their feet, dulling all sound, and covering hidden hazards. While the strange, psychic static kept their heads clogged with discomforting feelings, they were determined to see it through.
The chamber opened wide enough ahead that while the moss hung dripping from the ceiling, Kaliban could see the meenlock they had followed, knee-deep in a marshy pool. Moss shifted and another meenlock appeared, twisted and wrinkled from time and moisture. It stirred as if it had been sleeping and began to shuffle toward the group.
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Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Cairn got wise in the ways of the fey and avoided deceptive patches. Maybe his ponderous bulk and slight tremors from the stone as he walked had something to do with it? Could it be that the stones here finally understood he is not the enemy? Time will tell...
neurotic: D20 - 1#cairndexsave → 17(18 - 1)#Cairn dex save
neurotic: D20 - 1#cairndexsave → 17(18 - 1)#Cairn dex save
Crock Jon does not like these caverns. In a ring, it's a fair fight -- you can see the other guy, and hit each other until one of you falls. These enemies are eerie: they poke their heads out, their smell rattles you to your bones, and then they disappear in the darkness.
He knows he's just here as a porter, because his uncle wasn't fit to go on. He wants to do his job well, but he can't get over how disconcerting this whole adventure has become. Now the ground is gibing way to puddles. Something in the back of his head tells him that holes like this happen with limestone, thoguh he does not know what good that knowledge will do him.
He knows he's just here as a porter, because his uncle wasn't fit to go on. He wants to do his job well, but he can't get over how disconcerting this whole adventure has become. Now the ground is gibing way to puddles. Something in the back of his head tells him that holes like this happen with limestone, thoguh he does not know what good that knowledge will do him.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
Boldly taking the lead, Crock Jon and Cairn were both able to avoid falling into the deeper parts of the pools, hidden under floating mosses. The wrinkled meenlock tilted its head slowly, as if it were very painful to do. Its eyes bulged unnaturally and Crock Jon felt a sudden stab of pain in his head as his thoughts scrambled.
Cairn felt a pulling sensation, as if the rocks of his own body were being drawn toward the strange fey creature.
Cairn felt a pulling sensation, as if the rocks of his own body were being drawn toward the strange fey creature.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
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(General Features)
Difficult Terrain: Everywhere (thick moss; uneven ground);
Visibility: Dark (Underground);
Hazards: Pools. (dc12 DEX save or be Restrained until End of Turn);
Name * AC * HP * Hit Dice * PasPrc * Spells * (Notes)
(PCs)
Argenti AC14 HP 28/31 THP 0/7 HD 4/4 PP13 SS 2/2
Cairn AC18 HP 21/43 THP 0/7 HD 4/4 PP13** 2W 1/1 AS 1/1 (fright)
Crock Jon AC14 HP 8/36 THP 0/7 HD 2/4 PP12* SD 4/4 2W 1/1 AS 1/1
Ethian AC19* HP 16/27 THP 0/7 HD 2/4 PP16* PIns16 SS 4/4 3/3 CD 0/1 (fright)
Hawthorne AC14 HP 10/31 THP 0/7 HD 4/4 PP17 PInv17 PIns15
Kaliban AC18* HP 18/35 THP 0/7 HD 4/4 PP10* PED 4/4 (d6's) AS 1/1 (fright)
(PCs)
Argenti AC14 HP 28/31 THP 0/7 HD 4/4 PP13 SS 2/2
Cairn AC18 HP 21/43 THP 0/7 HD 4/4 PP13** 2W 1/1 AS 1/1 (fright)
Crock Jon AC14 HP 8/36 THP 0/7 HD 2/4 PP12* SD 4/4 2W 1/1 AS 1/1
Ethian AC19* HP 16/27 THP 0/7 HD 2/4 PP16* PIns16 SS 4/4 3/3 CD 0/1 (fright)
Hawthorne AC14 HP 10/31 THP 0/7 HD 4/4 PP17 PInv17 PIns15
Kaliban AC18* HP 18/35 THP 0/7 HD 4/4 PP10* PED 4/4 (d6's) AS 1/1 (fright)
Elder Meenlock AC16 HP 88/88 PP19*
Meenlock AC15 HP 21/37 PP14*
Meenlock AC15 HP 21/37 PP14*
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Crock Jon feels the stab in his skull, reaching him from a dagger of the mind. It looks like he's about to fall, KO-d by an evil stare. But he manages to stay on his feet, and in doing so finds a footing that makes him look even stronger than he had a moment before.
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Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Cairn tries to stun the mean gnarly elder, but doesn't waste any time approaching.
Stepping around the pools he comes close and the grows suddenly right into meenlocks face and slams his hands toward the creature. But the pool he just entered was deeper than he anticipated and he needed to spread his arms to keep the balance.
He tried again, but the wily creature moved and he was still trying to find his balance. His arms slammed into the edge of the pool, cracking away small parts of the stone, but not harming the elder.
Rumbling something rude to the stones around him, he finally stabilizes enough, a desperate surge of strength, finally connecting with the creature. A glancing blow, but between two massive hands connected and the prodigious size, it was a good enough hit.
Unfortunately, as he raised his hands again to strike one final time, he pool shifted once again, or his weight as he moved dislodged something and he stumbled again, cursing in his native language.
Stepping around the pools he comes close and the grows suddenly right into meenlocks face and slams his hands toward the creature. But the pool he just entered was deeper than he anticipated and he needed to spread his arms to keep the balance.
He tried again, but the wily creature moved and he was still trying to find his balance. His arms slammed into the edge of the pool, cracking away small parts of the stone, but not harming the elder.
Rumbling something rude to the stones around him, he finally stabilizes enough, a desperate surge of strength, finally connecting with the creature. A glancing blow, but between two massive hands connected and the prodigious size, it was a good enough hit.
Unfortunately, as he raised his hands again to strike one final time, he pool shifted once again, or his weight as he moved dislodged something and he stumbled again, cursing in his native language.
Reaction: elder meenlock needs to make WIS DC 13 save or be pacified (charmed, incapacitated)
Move: R31
Bonus: Grow large
Action:
neurotic: D20 + 6#cairnattackvselder → 7(1 + 6)#Cairn attack vs elder
neurotic: D20 + 6#cairnattackvselder → 10(4 + 6)#Cairn attack vs elder
Action surge:
neurotic: D20 + 6#cairnactionsurgeattackvselder → 16(10 + 6)#Cairn action surge attack vs elder
neurotic: 3D6 + 4#cairndamage → 16( (5 +4 +3) + 4)#Cairn damage
neurotic: D20 + 6#cairnactionsurgeattackvselder → 7(1 + 6)#Cairn action surge attack vs elder
neurotic: 2D20 - 1#cairnsavevspool → 13( (6 +8) - 1)#Cairn save vs pool - FAIL - 5 and 9 with advantage (rolz summarized them, I missed some keyword)
Move: R31
Bonus: Grow large
Action:
neurotic: D20 + 6#cairnattackvselder → 7(1 + 6)#Cairn attack vs elder
neurotic: D20 + 6#cairnattackvselder → 10(4 + 6)#Cairn attack vs elder
Action surge:
neurotic: D20 + 6#cairnactionsurgeattackvselder → 16(10 + 6)#Cairn action surge attack vs elder
neurotic: 3D6 + 4#cairndamage → 16( (5 +4 +3) + 4)#Cairn damage
neurotic: D20 + 6#cairnactionsurgeattackvselder → 7(1 + 6)#Cairn action surge attack vs elder
neurotic: 2D20 - 1#cairnsavevspool → 13( (6 +8) - 1)#Cairn save vs pool - FAIL - 5 and 9 with advantage (rolz summarized them, I missed some keyword)
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Steve Gorak
Adventurer
Ethian prays in Elven, imploring Sehanine's help.
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Leatherhead
Possibly a Idiot.
"Kiar! HYAH!"
Argenti stays near the mouth of the small cave, offering ranged support in the best way she knew: by cursing and throwing stones at the larger of the two creatures. Unfortunately, the stone goes wide.
"Crock Jon, are you well? That's the ugliest bug I've ever seen!"
Argenti stays near the mouth of the small cave, offering ranged support in the best way she knew: by cursing and throwing stones at the larger of the two creatures. Unfortunately, the stone goes wide.
"Crock Jon, are you well? That's the ugliest bug I've ever seen!"
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"Let's take care of this, people!" Hawthorne shouts, as he moves into the cavern and avoids the deep pools. The area is so precarious and narrow he can tell there's no appreciable place he could possibly hide from, so he just takes a place further into the room, his back against the mossy wall.
Hawthorne cocks his crossbow and aims it at the elder creature adjacent to Cairn, but the sudden growth spurt from the elemental blocks any chance of hitting the shot.
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Hawthorne cocks his crossbow and aims it at the elder creature adjacent to Cairn, but the sudden growth spurt from the elemental blocks any chance of hitting the shot.
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VLAD the Destroyer
Adventurer
Kaliban centers himself and prepares for the final push to kill the elder meenlock. He moves into the room and seeing the deep moss and pools sheaths his rapier and pulls out his shortbow. He takes aim at the elder and fires. Not as practiced with his bow the shot goes wide.
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FitzTheRuke
Legend
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