D&D 5E CB's Stonefast IC -- COMPLETE

[Skarsgard]

With a savage grunt, Colden finally manages to raise the debris enough to allow his trapped companion to wriggle free.

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[Forged Fury]

OOC: Fulgrim will help Colden lift the armoire off Spec

"I would suggest not following it, make them come to us," the dwarf mage advised.

 

[Skarsgard]

"Agreed," Colden grabbing his shield and handaxe.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Colden and Fulgrim hoisted the armoire off Spec, who scrabbled out. The hulking piece of furniture was set down with a loud thud in the hallway.

OOC: The armoire is pretty big and mostly intact. It's currently in the hallway, in the five foot square in front of the room. Characters can squeeze to move past it; doing so costs double movement to get through that square. The armoire provides total cover to anyone standing behind it.

 

[Kobold Stew]

Father Spec's arms and legs are still flapping when the armoire is raised, and he makes somewhat of a show of using it as a support when he stands up.

"Thanks, chaps," he says to Fulgrim and Colden.

Having stood, he springs into action, and enters the room that had been barricaded.
- Are there other doors into the room? If so he checks them first, ensuring they are closed and (if locked) form which side.
- If there are no other doors, he makes his way to the table, and (assuming it looks safe) takes the objects from on top. This way if they need to retreat, he is ready to do so.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Roscoe hands back the mace to Spec and goes into the room with the others

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Round 1, complete

Initiative:
Kobold 21
Fulgrim 20
Roscoe 19
Guran 14
Spec 10
Colden 8

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Spec and Roscoe enter the room while Fulgrim and Colden sort themselves out in the corridor. Guran poked his head around the dogleg. "Nothing down here," he said softly. He didn't venture further around the bend. Inside the room, Spec made a circuit, looking for doors. There didn't seem to be any. The only two objects in the room were the plain wooden table, and the brass tube on top of it. When Spec picked up the brass tube, he noted that the tube was fat and squat; two inches in diameter, and perhaps five inches long. It had a screw top lid. Nothing rattled inside when he lifted it off the table.

OOC: End of Round 1, start of Round 2. Please post at will.

GM: Escaping Kobold FULL UP

 

[Forged Fury]

"I still think it's a bad idea to go after them, but if we want to, I can make one of you disappear to sight to scout ahead." Fulgrim stated flatly. Kobolds were the bottom-feeders of subterranean dwellers, but that status bred a certain amount of cunning and guile.

 

[Kobold Stew]

Father Spec takes one more glance around the room, and then emerges, secreting the tube in his pocket for examination later. "Not quite as smooth as I had hoped," he says, referring presumably still to the debris on the ground.

"So, forward to the known threat?" he asks, smiling, "Or back?"

(Were there rattling noises when the armoire was lifted, or some other indication that there might be something inside? Spec tries to remember.)

 

[CanadienneBacon]

OOC: No rattling noises from the armoire, no. It was mostly intact, heavy, well-constructed, and had a panel door that hung askew. Spec thought a small individual or a child could fit inside. While it was heaped up in the jumble of broken furniture, the armoire's front was angled but facing the open doorway; its backside faced toward the room.