D&D 5E (IC) Vault of the Dracolich (River Gang)

[FitzTheRuke]

Six of the green crystals crumbled to dust in Sesto's pouches, and the angels glowed to a white intensity. Kurzon's terrible axe-wound sealed to a long deep scar on the back of his head and his eyes popped open and he gasped.

GM: Kurzon is alive at 1 HP.

 

[Ancalagon]

"OH thank ... uh... what god do you follow again? so, uh, well done. Oh and give him this"

Udit gave Sesto a healing potion "I'm no cleric but uh... anyway, I am going to buy us time... no Gods involved. Gwayall is too tricksy anyway"

And with that, Udit started shoving in small wedges, strips of wood and even coins in strategic places on the double door.

thieves tools check to jam the door shut: 1D20+9 = [9]+9 = 18

 

[River Song]

Kurzon struggles to his feet, feeling the back of his head. "Well there go my good looks." He takes the potion from Udit, "My thanks. It looks like we are all still alive.." he winces in pain, "more or less."

[roll0]

 

[Ancalagon]

"Glad you're back! So, uh, the dragon thing is dead... hey did the bones stick around last time? ... anyway, uh, and the Beast agreed to stop fighting, he even killed a cultist. So, uh, he says the necromancer is on the other side and has something nasty in mind, so I'm jamming this door shut"

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Someone tries the door while Udit is jamming it. Not in a try-to-break-it-down kind of way, but they pull hard. The doors open inward, so it is tricky to jam from this side, but so far Udit's job does it.

Suddenly the whole temple gives a bit of a shake, like a minor earthquake. The door rattles and the dragon bones fall down the stairs.

OOC: Last time the dragon turned into dirt and rocks. This time the much harder rock-bones (like petrifications) stay looking like bones, for the most part.

 

[Ancalagon]

Udit, having jammed as much as he could, starts tying the handles together with many loops of hemp rope.

"So uh... the bones didn't change... does that mean anything?"

 

[FitzTheRuke]

"Yeah, It means yer pissin' him off." replied the Beast to Udit's question. "But it'll take him at least an hour to make another one. I fer one, don't plan on bein' here anymore when that happens."

He then had his mercenary-crutch help him open the door to the kitchen and called, "Hey, Cookie! Send one o'yer guys to the Watchtower. Tell 'em we're done here. Oh, and Cookie? Lock all the doors. It won't hold 'em long, not with the Alchemist, but we can slow 'em down."

He then turned to the River Gang and said, "Here's what's gonna happen: They've got a Necromancer, a Seeress, and an Alchemist. They were busy puttin' together a mix of it when you busted in here. They've got a plan to blow you all to pieces. We've only got a few minutes before they start trying the doors with some of their bigger stuff."

 

[gargoyleking]

"Then we'd better get on the offensive. Any weaknesses we can exploit?"

Squirrels are evil!

 

[Ancalagon]

Udit said "I wonder what the other group is up to... if the culit is hit from both angles maybe? Or a distraction? And Kurzon's still hurt... "

Scratching his head, he added "Uh... Torbin... you're a pretty good shot? Could you like, uh, prepare fire arrows? Blow up those barrels before they reach us?"

Finishing the rope job with a solid sailor knot, Udit stepped away

Udit took out the Sending Stone. "Uh, Imani? The mercenaries are leaving, and we killed a bone dragon projection thingy. Uh, apparently the cultists have a necromancer, an alchemist and a seer. What's the other group up to? We are kinda banged up and could use a distraction".

 

[FitzTheRuke]

Imani's voice replied, "We shall see. Hello, teams - Please report. Not being there myself, I cannot judge, but I have seen the mountain shake twice now. I fear you may be gaining the attention of the Dracolich. I don't have to tell you that this cannot be a good idea."

... to which the Beast snorted, "You think?"