Figment d20+2=17 Monday February 26th, 2001 9:30:11 PM
The mage blasts the remaining 2 guards with his web wand, and tries to capture any of the sleeping guards in it he can as well - in case they wake up at some point. Once both are caught he saysin a quiet menacing voice "I can burn you out if you don't be quiet. If you survived I would then blast you with some other stuff. If you stay quiet I'll let you live. It's just that simple... (DC 17 to intimidate, + any modifier for suprise/superior position)". The mage prepares to cast again in case they say anthing else.
K'nara Tuesday February 27th, 2001 6:52:03 AM
The woman warrior stuck her head in through the door, surveying the situation and grinning at the very efficient way Ingrge and Figment have handled things.
"Great!" K'nara approved. Then she went rummaging through her backpack for her extra clothing. Upon finding a shirt, she sighed and cut it up into gags.
"C'mon, Ingrge...we have to make sure these guys stay quiet." she told the elf, starting with one of the still-conscious guards.
Milo d20+14=18 d20+14=30 Tuesday February 27th, 2001 11:05:37 AM
Whispering... "Oh...excellent... I see the writing on the wall..." The halfling grins yet again, and sets off down the stairs as quickly and quietly as possible... (OOC: Hide DC18 Move Silently DC30)
Figment Tuesday February 27th, 2001 11:14:19 AM
The mage puts his hand on K'Nara's arm as she walks toward the web. "If you go near the web, you will be snared by it. We cannot get to the guards to gag them. They either must be quiet or die. But don't worry, we have an understanding - I think...". He looks back at the guards and waits for them to respond on way or another, prepared to cast magic missle at any who have second thoughts.
Olana [Invisible] Tuesday February 27th, 2001 11:21:15 AM
Olana reads the writing on the door. She then quickly and quietly moves on down the stairwell looking for the right cell. She searches for a middle aged to elderly male elf as well as any signs that might be up.
Flueterflam d20+9=20 Tuesday February 27th, 2001 7:53:04 PM
Fluet pipes in quietly, "Gee, i feel there's no reason for me coming down here. Seems so easy." The bard follows several feet behind Milo, hoping he won't bump into either of his invisible companions. If Fluet hear's anything on his decent that isn't Milo, he creeps into the shadows for several moments in case any wondering guards are around. (ooc: hide DC 20)
K'nara Wednesday February 28th, 2001 6:43:50 AM
The human bladesinger paused, then nodded.
"Okay, then...I'll go get that magic blaststone that we got for this occasion..." K'nara said, then slipped back out to the check-in room, where she quickly mashed together some of the buns and then wrapped the large, lumpy mass up in the strips of would-be gags, finally securing her extra caul over it so that it looked like a strangely-packaged round stone of sorts.
"Any sign of the others yet, Shad..?" she asked the bonze softly, nodding her auburn head towards the spiral staircase that Olana, Milo, Dakar and Fluet had descended.
ASST DM KENT d20=13 d20=6 4d20(14+7+9+13)-4=39 d20=12 Wednesday February 28th, 2001 8:13:35 AM
(OOC ladies and Gentlemen: Please remember that there is a one post per day rule unless otherwise stated. Also be aware that I simply ignore second posts so if you make a mistake on your first post either edit it and fix it or email me and I will.)
With the guards in the room all tied up, so to speak, four of the webbed ones curse you all and try and attack anyway, but fail miserably and now their weapons are stuck in the webbing as well. K'narra gets ready to gag and tie them but with Figment's reminder realizes that she won't be able to safely reach them without getting stuck herself.
Figment and Ingrge share a quick grin of satisfaction and wait for their leader to decide what happens next.
Olanna, Dakar, Milo, and Fluet are heading deeper and deeper in to the prison's depths and are only up to the prisoner named Franklin, who happens to see Fluet and yell out." Hey, Who are you and What are you doin down here?" So far everything else seems to be quiet down here.
Milo d20+14=16 d20+14=30 Wednesday February 28th, 2001 10:10:37 AM
After hearing the prisoner, Milo waits till they're well past to pause momentarily, "Hey Fleut... try and keep your head below the window.." The halfling smiles to himself and then continues his rapid pace down the stairwell thinking, 'T.. T.. who has the T... I'd give anything now for a lovely spot of T...' (OOC: Hide check DC16, Move Silently Check DC30)
Figment Wednesday February 28th, 2001 10:46:53 AM
The mage waits for the others to get back up. He keeps and eye on the guards, making arcane gestures with his hands any time they make too much noise. He listens for any sign that the guards or mage at the bridge are aware of what is happening.
Olana Wednesday February 28th, 2001 10:48:51 AM
Realizing that the names are written on the doors, the dextrous elf moves down the stairs more quickly until she approaches the "T's". She then slows and looks for the elderly Tremaine.
Dakar Wednesday February 28th, 2001 1:33:17 PM
Dakar brings up the rear, slowly following the rest. He glowers, invisibly, at the prisoner who sees Fluet, hoping that his anger will be palpable. He ponders for a moment, cloaking them in silence, but then decides against it and trods forward into the darkness.
Shadrach d4+1=4 Wednesday February 28th, 2001 2:34:33 PM
Shad came back from checking down the stairwell. "Not back yet. It'll be several minutes, if they have to go all the way down. Plenty of time for the other guards to get suspicious." He added gloomily. He brightened. "I asked for several spells to create silence, stop missiles, and a cover of fog. We might be able to fight our way out. Guess we should get ready while we're waiting." (Cast Bull's Strength, 4hours, Str22, +2att, +2dam.)
Flueterflam d20+9=12 Wednesday February 28th, 2001 5:58:07 PM
Fluet cusses silently. The bard drops his head below the area in the door where he's visible. Every door after that, he ducks his head BEFORE passing by the door. All the while, cursing inside about being too tall. (ooc: Hide DC 12 [ouch])
Asst. DM Kent d20=13 d20=6 d20=10 d20=17 d20=16 d20=9 d6=5 d6=4 Wednesday February 28th, 2001 7:47:55 PM
Olanna, Milo, Fluet and Dakar keep spiraling downward and are now at the "L" prisoners, when suddenly the air is thick with flying arrows, coming up from below you. Most miss but Milo is struck once for five points and Fluet is struck for four points.
Above in the guard room k'narra leaves the room and returns with her contraption, Shad sticks his head in with his message, Figment makes threatening sounds and as K'narra steps back in, Ingrge looks at her and says I still think just dropping a fireball into this room would have been more expedient. I mean with the door closed the sound would have been minimized and we wouldn't be split up right now. It really isn't too late you know. With all of them incapacitated we would only have the few at the gate to take care of.
K'nara d20+2=22 Thursday March 1st, 2001 6:39:33 AM
The tall redheaded fighter grinned at Ingrge.
"Why, you ARE bloodthirsty for an elf, aren't you?" she said jovially, then set down her bundle on the edge of the table and fixed a cool eye upon the Webbed men.
"Listen carefully, because I will only explain this once..." she told them in a very intimidating voice, "...what you see here is a very special item. It's a magic blastone that--once I activate it--will become EXTREMELY sensitive to sounds. For a period of one hour, any sound from inside this room that is louder than a whisper will cause it to release the fireball spell stored inside it--resulting in a very fiery and painful death for everyone in this room." She nodded to Figment and Ingrge. "We're leaving as soon as I activate the blaststone, fellas...ready..?" After a pause, K'nara leaned towards her homemade "blaststone" and said quite clearly: "Shazzbot!" Then she turned and nodded with a smile at the trapped guards, silently shooing Ingrge and Figment from the room. The leader of the Emerald Talons also exited, pausing only long enough to put a finger to her lips as a final admonition to the guards to remain quiet.
"Shhhhhhh...!" she hushed them softly, then gently closed the door behind her. Once the door was closed, K'nara motioned everyone over to the stairs.
(OOC: made another Bluff check to see if the Webbed guards are scared into being quiet.)
"You're right in one thing at least, Ingrge..." K'nara said as she went over to the stairs, "I don't like that we've separated from the others...and I'm getting nervous about the time it's taking for them to get back up here. Let's go after them!" K'nara drew her bastard sword from her back and descended the stairs quickly.
Milo d20+14=26 d20+14=16 d20=2 Thursday March 1st, 2001 10:32:34 AM
Gritting his teeth as the arrow thumps into his diminutive frame, Milo whispers, "Sorry K'nara" and then activates his ring, becoming invisible. Crouching down as low as he possibly can, Milo clings to the inside wall as he moves down looking for either the trap he set off, or his would-be attackers. (OOC: Hide DC26, Move Silently DC16, Spot check for traps DC2)
Shadrach Thursday March 1st, 2001 1:58:25 PM
"What? We're going down?" Shad stood in confusion as the daring half-elf rushed past him. "Oh well," he shrugged, clutched his beloved trident, and ran after her.
Figment Thursday March 1st, 2001 5:55:21 PM
The mage frowns. "If we leave this position unguarded that means we might have to fight our way up. I think Ingrge and I should stay up. It's to our advantage because there's only one way out of that hole." He stands ready in case the webbed guys make noise or the guards in the front get suspicious.
Olana [Invisible] d20+15=26 Thursday March 1st, 2001 5:59:26 PM
The nimble elf races on down the stairs calling out quietly "I'll go get him. You guys take care of this.". She increases her speed and races down as fast as she can (DC 26) to find her quarry.
Flueterflam d20+9=21 Thursday March 1st, 2001 8:47:04 PM
The bard inhales deeply at the pain and surprise of the darts. He quickly move back away from where they were, because of his lack of invisibility. He finds a dark area and creeps into it as quietly as possible, hoping nothing else will endanger him. (ooc: HIDE DC 21)
Ingrge d20=18 d20=9 d20=13 d20=17 d20=5 d20=16 d100=89 d6+1=2 d6+1=4 d6+1=5 Thursday March 1st, 2001 9:45:50 PM
Caught between K'nara and Figment, Ingrge doesn't know which way to go or where to go. His indecision and Shad and K'nara's movement toward the stairs have caught the attention of the outside guards who were trying to see what their mates were up to. Seconds later the sound of an ear-piercing alarm is sounding. The Guards and the mage are now heading toward the jail entry.
Down below, Dakar, Olana and Fluet are hit with more arrows. (Dakar 2 pts, Olana 4 and fluet 5)
Milo manages to dodge the arrows that careen by his head and just ahead see six figures with bows reloading for their next round.
K'nara d20+9=29 d20+9=22 Friday March 2nd, 2001 7:16:57 AM
"Dammit! Just what I was trying to avoid!" K'nara growled, immediately screeching to a halt and turning around. "Nevermind, Shad--we HAVE to stay up here...keep the way clear for the others to get back up here." Into the sheath the human bladesinger's weapon goes, to be traded for a shortbow.
"Get that wizard first--we don't need any extra magic crap to have to deal with!" K'nara knelt in the doorway, drawing from her quiver one of her magic golden arrows and aiming it carefully, lining up the wizard in her sights...
Shadrach Friday March 2nd, 2001 10:56:37 AM
He nodded and moved out of the way. Bowing his head, Shad held the whistle around his neck and prayed for Donyra's help.(Cast Prayer. +1 luck to saves, skill checks, attack and damage. -1 to foe's same within 30ft.)
Figment Friday March 2nd, 2001 11:34:58 AM
Not worrying about the guards in the room any more, the mage moves first to the corner of the check in room. "K'Nara, we must make sure the gate cannot be closed. If they can we're finished!". He looks quickly at the Gate to make sure it cannot be closed "remotely" (i.e. is there a mechanism or way they can close it without manually pushing it.). Not wanting to risk a spell firing through the invisible shield, he decides to move out to the bridge and passes through the shield. He then blasts the guards and the door to the gate house with his web wand - hoping to catch the mage but at least block his exit.
Olana [Invisible] Friday March 2nd, 2001 11:40:04 AM
Olana continues to race down the stairs to find the elf. When she does she begins trying keys to the door.
Dakar (Inivisible) Friday March 2nd, 2001 4:49:01 PM
The dwarf wheels on those behind him and grits his teeth. He utters off a quick spell of silence targeted at the center of the guards before he prepares to charge. (OOC: I was invisible at the time the hail of arrows came flying at us, but I assume that was taken into account?)
Milo (Invisible) d20+4=15 d20+14=33 Saturday March 3rd, 2001 1:00:06 PM
Using invisibility and his small stature to his advantage, Milo slips through the archers to the other side, and turns on his heel. Knowing that his battle worthy dwarven companion will engage the enemy, he waits to see Dakar come out of invisibility in order to flank the dwarf's chosen opponent. (OOC: Made a voluntary Dex check DC15 to get by the guards, and a Move Silently check DC33 to remain unnoticed in his invisible state.)
Flueterflam Saturday March 3rd, 2001 6:55:55 PM
Fluet runs back up the stairs where he came from, hoping to avoid the onslaught. He prays that the invisible others can hold themselve's. As for him, he wasn't safe enough or healthy enough now for more pain.
Asst. DM Kent d20=14 d20=14 d20=9 d20=5 d20=20 d20=6 d20=1 d20=16 d20=20 d6=3 d6=5 d20=15 d8+2=7 Sunday March 4th, 2001 5:39:27 PM
With the aid of Dakar's silence spell, Olana somehow manages to get past the six guards blocking most of the stairwell, and is nearing her goal - the name on the door nearest to her says Taltrey. Eight doors further along she sees the name she is searching for. Using the skills she has acquired over the years, she takes a look at the keys she has and finds four keys that might work.
Figment sees nothing obvious that might be used to close the door remotely. As he approaches the magical shield and steps through he feels a major jolt and then he is through - the guards are already half way to the barrier themselves, and Figment's wand sprays a web that attempts to net all three.
Milo squeezes through the guards and stands to the rear waiting for his sign.
Fluet retreats and exits the stairwell.
K'nara is within range of her target and lets fly with her golden arrow and it flies true and as it strikes the wizard there is a shimmer as the arrow strikes home and a flash of lightning occurs. The injured Wizard and the remaining unwebbed guard hurry toward Figment, the guard stopping only for a moment to fire his crossbow at Figment striking AC16 for 7 points.
The Guards below fire another 6 arrows up the stairwell. Dakar is struck one time for 3 points.
K'nara d20+9=23 d6+1=5 Monday March 5th, 2001 6:53:18 AM
"Oh, Domi spare me these pig-headed spellcasters..!!!" the leader of the Emerald Talons grumbled as Figment put himself directly in the line of fire of their foes.
K'nara reached for another arrow, this time drawing a "regular" magic arrow (OOC: it's only +1) and aiming, once more, for the wizard.
(OOC: rolled 23 to hit and 5hp damage if it strikes.)
Dakar d20+12=19 d10+5=14 d20+12=29 d10+5=9 Monday March 5th, 2001 12:55:13 PM
Eerily moving silently, the battle-hardened dwarf charges for his enemies, lashing out with his war axe and slicing a deep gouge in the archer's flesh (AC 19, 14 damage). (if that killed him, then): Felling one opponent, he turns to the next, as the first falls silently screaming. His axe lashes out again, again drawing forth blood. Now the enemy has a visitor to deal with, and they will find him to be quite a rude guest.
Figment d4+1=5 d4+1=3 d4+1=5 Monday March 5th, 2001 2:16:23 PM
The mage fires his attack at the old wizard hitting him with 3 firey bolts for 13 DMG.
Figment Monday March 5th, 2001 2:43:36 PM
NOTE: Magic Missile
Olana Monday March 5th, 2001 2:47:02 PM
The ranger races to the correct cell and begins to try keys. She looks down the stairwell to make sure there are no more guards. Then she whispers to the elder elf, "I am here to free you. Please be ready to come with me." She tries each of the four keys in the lock.
Milo (Invisible) d20+7=20 d20+7=27 d20+7=11 4d6(4+1+3+1)+1=10 4d6(3+1+2+1)+1=8 Monday March 5th, 2001 6:08:25 PM
Seeing Dakar become invisible, Milo lines himself up, flanking an archer directly opposite the dwarf. (OOC: If Dakar dropped that first opponent, then I flank the second one that he squared off on.) Spinning his short sword in a deadly arc, Milo strikes the archer in a sneak attack. (OOC: Hit AC 20 and AC 27 which is a critical threat, but AC 11 I'm assuming misses, so not a critical hit. Total damage for the sneak attack is 18 hps.)
Ingrge d20=9 d6=3 Monday March 5th, 2001 10:14:56 PM
Lining up along side K'nara, Ingrge says about the golden arrow shot, "Now that's what I call a real bolt." He then curses as he lets fly with an arrow of his own as, due to the haze, he's not really sure if it hits or not (AC 19, for 4 points).
Shadrach d20+14=29 d8+9=15 Monday March 5th, 2001 10:33:41 PM
Shad automatically reached for his bow, only to remember he'd left most of his gear behind. "Goddess bless it! Well, if he can do it..." The priest charged out after the wizard (or the guard if the wiz is already dead), thrusting brutally with his trident (charge 40ft, Shad AC16, hit AC29, damage15).
Flueterflam d20+9=28 Monday March 5th, 2001 11:06:37 PM
The bard stays as hidden near the entrance to the stairwell. (ooc: Hide DC 28) He slips his +2 dagger out of from under his disguise. Fluet holds it ready for any 'intruder' that pops out from the stairway.
A Moment of Silence (DM Jerry) Tuesday March 6th, 2001 10:46:19 AM
...and for a moment, all was silent in The Wold.
Asst DM kent d20=14 d20=15 d20=1 d20=5 Tuesday March 6th, 2001 6:16:20 PM
Olana whispers to Tremaine and is answered with a soft croak. "I'm not sure how much help I will be in getting out. My legs have been bound for the past four days and I no longer have any feeling in them." On her third try she finds the right key and opens the door. She is appalled at what she sees. First off even she has to stoop down to get in to the cell and once she does she can't stand up. In front of her, bound hand and foot is what appears to be an old human male. There are bruises and burns all over his body and patches where he is caked in dried blood.
Dakar's first attack rocks the archer he faces and the second attack just about cuts him in half, as he falls to the ground a bloody mess.
Almost at the same time another archer is attacked from behind by Milo, and his strike must have found a home in something vital, for this archer also falls to the ground dead.
Having been caught by surprise by invisible foes, all the archers can do is swing their bows like unwieldy clubs. Two do so with little success, but the other two turn and run back down the stairs drawing their swords as they retreat.
Almost at the same time and even shooting through their own people,(-3) the approaching wizard is struck by K'nara's and Ingrge's arrows and Figment's magic missiles and goes down hard not to move again.
Shad charges through the ward and feels a major jolt as he passes through, but still manages to skewer a guard, but in doing so draws the guard's ire. The guard cursing as he is run into by Shad, curses again as he drops his sword on the ground.
Fluet manages to find a quiet and fairly dark place near the stair well to hide.
Olana hears running footsteps coming down the stairs quickly.
Figment d4+1=4 d4+1=5 d4+1=2 d4+1=2 d4+1=3 Tuesday March 6th, 2001 7:04:34 PM
The mage casts 3 more magic missiles at the guard standing before Shad - hoping to prevent his ally from being attacked at all (4+5+3=12) DMG. He then moves over to the fallen wizard and begins relieving him of any "no longer need possesions". He tries to steer clear of Shad and the guard - even if he has no weapon drawn just now. He grabs the wand he used allow them to pass through the barrier - and anything else of value or magical he can find.
Olana [Invisible, played by DEH] d20+10=23 Tuesday March 6th, 2001 7:13:03 PM
The wiley elf pulls the cell door ALMOST closed - sure that the guards won't be looking too close at it just now... Once they pass, she approaches the man in surprise whispering "I thought you were an elf - not a human...". She immediately cuts him loose and pulls out a potion of healing and water. She looks around to see if she notices any traps - just in case (DC 23, Search+Int).
Dakar d20+8=14 d8+5=9 Tuesday March 6th, 2001 7:53:36 PM
His mouth forms the words "Oh, you think you're getting away, do you?" but no sound comes out. He pulls the warhammer from its place at his side and hurls it in one motion. (That should be AC 15. If it's a hit, then 9 damage)
Flueterflam Tuesday March 6th, 2001 8:05:04 PM
The bard waits quietly in his dark corner, watching, if he can, the happenings of K'nara and company. He still pays attention to the stairs, ready to strike the moment an enemy appears.
K'nara d20+9=17 d10+2=12 d6=6 Wednesday March 7th, 2001 8:37:30 AM
Eyeing the scene of battle before her, K'nara withdraws towards the spiral stairway and yells down:
"Hurry it UP! We got COMPANY!!!" Then she switched her bow for her sword and ran out to the fracas on the bridge, yelling as she did so:
"Lucia!" The woman warrior's sword flared to life as she approached the battle.
(OOC: I don't think K'nara can shout AND attack at the same time, but I rolled in case you believe she can, o mighty DM--which, I must admit, I hope she CAN--that is some SERIOUS damage if she hits! ;D)
Milo d20+5=10 d20+5=18 d6+1=4 Wednesday March 7th, 2001 10:13:15 AM
Turning to face the bow swinging archer, Milo smiles as he steps up and his short sword becomes a blur, lashing out at his would-be attacker. (OOC: I'm positive that AC10 misses, but if AC18 hits then he takes 4 hps)
Shadrach d20+13=28 d8+9=12 Wednesday March 7th, 2001 1:27:26 PM
The incredible strength he'd prayed for earlier made it easy for Shad to punch his trident into the guard again, casually ignoring the attempted parry. The tines of the trident bit deep (Hit AC28, damage12).
Ingrge Wednesday March 7th, 2001 7:55:26 PM
Muttering a curse about moving interference, Ingrge puts away his bow and looks around for his staff, wondering where Olana had placed it. Finally seeing it resting near the guardroom door, Ingrge retrieves it and heads toward the exit along with the Lucia-wielding K'nara, and grins as they reach the barrier.
Asst DM Kent d20=6 d20=8 Wednesday March 7th, 2001 9:17:02 PM
As Figment's missiles go off and strike the guard just as Shad skewers him again. The struck guard collapses in a pile on the ground. As Figment searches the wizard, suprisingly there is no wand. And only a ring and two daggers are really of any interest.
Olana closes the door and moves to Tremaine. After she pours the potion down him he looks a bit better but still looks very weak and not very mobile. He also sounds better as he says, No, as far as I know I have always been human. I have many friends that are elves though." No traps are sighted.
Dakar swings at the guard who is quickly drawing his sword and connects. The guard in turn swings and misses as he was trying to rush things a bit.
Milo's second attack strikes home on his foe and he is rewarded with a grunt. The guard, having dropped his bow, tries for a quick draw strike and misses.
Dakar and Milo hear K'nara's call from above.
Figment Thursday March 8th, 2001 12:29:02 AM
Seeing the outside is secure for the moment the mage decides to look for the origin of the alarm and sees if he can turn it off. If it is not apparent he then atempts to enter the guard house - unless covered by web - and looks around for the wand and other interesting items.
Dakar d20+10=29 d10+5=13 Thursday March 8th, 2001 1:05:50 AM
Dakar pulls out his axe, so that he doesn't have to stop to retrieve his hammer, and in one quick swipe, bites deeply into the guard he faces. (AC 29, 13 damage)
K'nara Thursday March 8th, 2001 6:49:43 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons followed Figment.
"I can use Lucia to burn away the web if it's blocking your way, Figment..." she offered, looking around to see if there was anybody else to fight.
Milo d20+5=9 d20+5=22 d6+1=2 Thursday March 8th, 2001 11:20:10 AM
Again, Milo sets his short sword and motion, powerful magic making it blur with speed as he cuts into his attacker. (OOC: Hit AC 9 which is a miss, and AC 22 for 2 hps) Looking to the guard, "You have one chance to give up before my dwarven companion takes your life."
Shadrach Thursday March 8th, 2001 12:40:27 PM
Shad took hold of the downed guard's belt and hurled him off the bridge. He repeated the process with the others. Then he went to the head of the bridge to listen in on what the group found in the guardhouse.
Olana Thursday March 8th, 2001 2:06:10 PM
The elf works quickly once the guards pass. She cuts the man loose, gives him another healing potion, and tries to help him to his feet. She continues to whisper. "We must hurry or we'll lose our chance to get out of here. The Tines await your return.".
Olana (Invisible) [Played by DEH], cont. d20+3=20 Thursday March 8th, 2001 2:09:49 PM
Once the man is on his feet she looks outside to make sure the coast is clear. Once sure, she opens the door and begins to help him up the stairs. If he cannot climb she carries him - even with her diminutive stature (DC 20 str check).
Asst. DM Kent d20+2=13 d20=6 4d8(2+5+6+1)=14 4d8(5+3+5+3)=16 d20=12 d20=19 d20=8 d20=6 d20=1 d20=17 d20=9 d20=11 d20=14 Thursday March 8th, 2001 8:52:41 PM
Olana helps a still wobbly but much healthier looking Tremaine out of the door and starts up the stairs slowly. He is definitely leaning on her for support but is kind of walking on his own.
Dakar's opponent is bleeding profusely but is still standing his ground but misses with his return stroke.
The other Guard grins at Milo and with a mighty swing of his sword missed the diminutive one.
Figment and K'nara reach the bridge house and find the door shut but web free. As Figment reaches for the handle he is greeted with a severe jolt, as a bolt of electricity surges through his body for 22 points of damage (reflex save for 1/2 damage DC 16).
Shad dumps the mage and the dead guard off the bridge. The remaining guard struggles in his webbing.
Ingrge goes as far as the barrier but does not exit the prison.
The slept guards are now awake, the ones in the guard room wake up noisy and their webbed companions wait for the "bomb" to go off. When it doesn't they really start struggling.
Flueterflam Thursday March 8th, 2001 9:39:19 PM
A dark figure waits for the return of his friends in the darkness. His own breathing thunders loudly as anticipation stabs into him. No moment is made by the bard as he still awaits either his victorious friends, or a mob of angry archers.
Olana Thursday March 8th, 2001 11:58:26 PM
The ranger makes sure and shut the door of the ceel as they exit. She continues to help the man up the stairs, fearing this will take a while. She makes sure and tracks their progress by noting the names as they climb. She also makes sure to listen for the guards who are now below them. "Just do your best to go up. We must get out as fast as we can.".
Figment d20+4=18 Friday March 9th, 2001 12:04:33 AM
The mage recoils at the jolt. Fortunately for him he was anticipating a possible bad move and releases the handle before the charge can do its full damage (Saved). Not feeling so good he decides to quaff a potion before doing anything else (Don't have my book to see appropriate roll, please roll restored HPs, Thanks.).
K'nara Friday March 9th, 2001 6:48:33 AM
The human bladesinger frowns, looking at the door that just zapped the Talons' wizard.
"Should *I* try to open it, too, or is it still trapped, you think..?" she asked. As she waited for the mage's opinion, K'nara glanced back at the bridge, where Shad was quite efficiently taking care of the casualties there and then beyond the bonze to where Ingrge was.
Milo d20+5=7 d20+5=8 Friday March 9th, 2001 10:20:16 AM
In his attempt to keep clear of the guards rather large sword, Milo's next foray of attacks swing wide to the left and the right respectively, "Um... Dakar... Help!"
Shadrach d20+6=10 Friday March 9th, 2001 10:52:30 AM
Shad ambled up. "Need help?" He reached out and tried to open the door.
Dakar d20+10=27 d10+5=14 Saturday March 10th, 2001 1:39:36 PM
"DIE ALREADY" Yells Dakar, the silence effect fading as he buries his axe deeply into the guard. He turns to the one fighting Milo, to try to help the wee one.
Asst. DM Kent 10d20(3+9+4+9+4+8+2+14+2+17)+20=92 3d10(7+10+3)+4=24 d20+2=14 Saturday March 10th, 2001 6:37:07 PM
As K'nara waits for an answer, Shad walks up and grabs the door. As he does, he feels a major jolt go through him that sits him on his tailfeathers. (24 points reflex save DC16 for half damage.)
Figment drinks his potion and all of his injuries seem to vanish. (back at full points)
Olana and Tremaine's progress is slow but steady and they have reached the "Ps". They hear sounds of combat up the stairs and soft conversation and steps somewhere behind them.
Dakar's attack sends his opponent crashing into the wall and he slumps down but is obviously not dead. At Dakar's second attack, the guard barely even gets his sword up in time for even a partial block and pays the ultimate cost as Dakar's cleave truly does just that.
Milo's opponent grins at the little fellow as he swings his readied blade and then they are both covered by blood and brain matter of Dakar's opponent and the guard's strike misses Milo again.
Ingrge watches the trio outside to see what is going on.
Quite a racket is coming out of the guard room as they struggle to escape. Moments later 6 armed guards come rushing out the door, looking around to see what is around.
Shadrach d20+2=8 2d8(2+2)+4=8 Saturday March 10th, 2001 10:23:59 PM
"OWW!" Shad proved that, indeed, the trap was still active. Wringing his hand, he stepped back and prayed to his goddess (Failed save, cast Cure Moderate Wounds +8,Hp25).
Milo d20+5=8 d20+5=25 d20+5=25 2d6(4+6)+1=11 Sunday March 11th, 2001 1:36:37 AM
Ducking the guard's swing, Milo observes his state of distraction, and sets his short sword in motion. The blade is a blur as the initial swing misses, but setting Milo up for a critical strike to the man's gut. (OOC: 8 misses, but hotdog if that ain't a natural 20 for a critical threat, and confirmed critical strike, Damage totals at 11 hps)
K'Nara d20+9=18 d10+2=12 d6=5 Monday March 12th, 2001 7:08:07 AM
Having received her answer with Shadrach's unintended but nonetheless graphic demonstration, the leader of the Emerald Talons turned back towards the jailhouse with the intention of going down the stairs to help Olana and the others...
...just in time to hear (and at least partially see) the reappearance of the formerly-Sleeping guards.
"Ingrge needs help!" she shouted, running back to join her elven comrade in battle, her sword Lucia aflame as she strikes at the first guard she can reach.
(OOC: hits AC 18; does 12hp damage plus 5hp fire damage)
asst. dm kent Monday March 12th, 2001 7:33:48 AM
(ooc it will be at least one full round before you can make it back in....If you can make it back in.)
Dakar d20+12=25 d10+5=12 Monday March 12th, 2001 11:52:29 AM
Dakar brings his axe to bear on the grunt facing Milo, burying it deep and watching him slump to the ground. He then turns to the group facing them and curses under his breath. "By the oath, why can't sleeping guards lie?"
Figment Monday March 12th, 2001 1:34:39 PM
The mage smiles and shakes his head at Shad. "If you have a way to make fire, burn the web here and kill that guard. Then come and help the warrior woman.". He moves back to the other side of the barrier once again braving the shock of the shield. Once there he pulls out a rotten egg, waves his hand, and immediately a cloud of fog engulfs the guards. He centers it so as not to catch Ingrge in it - or the entrance to the stairwell.
Shadrach Monday March 12th, 2001 1:51:19 PM
Shad grimaced, but nodded. Putting his back to the wall, he began to rummage through a sack until he came out with his flint and steel. Picking up his trident again, he made his way along the bridge to where the guard lay webbed.
Olana Monday March 12th, 2001 1:53:22 PM
The elf continues to help the man up the stairwell, hoping those behind her do not close and break her cover and that those ahead are dispatched before they get to them. If their progress gets them to the battle, she stops them before they round the corner and can be seen and if there's time gives him another healing potion in hopes of increasing their pace.
Ingrge Monday March 12th, 2001 5:58:29 PM
Standing, sword at the ready, Ingrge mutters under his breath, "I knew I should have fire-balled that room."
Flueterflam d20+9=27 Monday March 12th, 2001 7:07:33 PM
The bard waits quietly in the shadows. His heart has ceased to pump as loudly, and he starts to zone out into his imagination. For the moment, he is present physically, not mentally. (ooc: Hide DC 27, to stay hidden)
Asst. Dm Kent d20+2=18 d20+1=10 d20+2=11 d10=8 d20=13 d20=18 d20=20 d20=20 d6+3=6 d6+3=9 d6+3=6 d20=12 d20=11 d20=9 Monday March 12th, 2001 8:18:53 PM
Milo's and Dakar's strikes descend upon the guard and leave him lying still on the stairs.
K'narra, Shad and Figment all rush back to aid Ingrge and find that as they approach the area where the shield started they are engulfed by an overwhelming and incapacitating pain (save make fortitude save DC 22 or take 16 points damage 1/2 if save. Now that you have left the prison, Each round you are subject to the shield's effects exponentially.
Olanna feeds the last potion to Tremaine and finally the man is starting to make it on his own. and at the end of this round come upon Milo and Dakar standing over the four dead guards.
The six guards look around and seeing only Ingrge, three come toward him and three go toward their bound and gagged partners. The three coming toward Ingrge fan out and step into Ingrge's space attacking him almost as one. Th first guard weaves through Ingrge guard and hits him for 8 points.
Ingrge watching them approach takes his attack of opportunity on the lead attacker scoring a hit and then quickly strikes again (Crit), nearly severing his opponent's head from his body. (21 points)
K'Nara d20+10=15 d20+10=21 d20+9=17 d10+2=8 d6=5 Tuesday March 13th, 2001 7:13:45 AM
The female fighter swore mightily as she was quite painfully reminded of the presence of the magic barrier (OOC: did not make the first Fortitude save). Quickly she rummaged about for and seized upon one of the confiscated potions and, wrenching the cork from the bottle with her teeth, guzzled the nasty-tasting concotion down, just barely avoiding vomiting it back up again (OOC: made the Fort save for that one, though!). Throwing the bottle down so that it landed in the moat, K'Nara snarled and ran to the aid of Ingrge, the flaming blade of Lucia looming ahead of her like a lethal beacon.
(OOC: don't know if you think she can close now that she's halfway there--rolled to hit AC 17 with 8hp damage and 5hp fire damage if she CAN hit this round.)
Figment d20+3=15 d8+5=12 Tuesday March 13th, 2001 10:11:25 AM
The mage staggers in pain as the shield does it's damage. He backs out of the area, drinks a healing potion, and checks on the progress of Shad and his flint and steel (12 points reatored).
Milo Tuesday March 13th, 2001 11:00:03 AM
Seeing the man being helped up the stairs by an invisible person, Milo assumes that he is Tremaine, "Good sir, come this way, Dakar and I'll forge ahead to clear the way." A quirky look crosses Milo's face, as he hears the rhyme and he finishes, "Cause I'm sure in this place that you don't want to stay..." The halfling grins from ear to ear, then, with short sword in hand he begins to ascend the stairs as quickly as possible.
Olana Tuesday March 13th, 2001 11:54:53 AM
The elf whispers "There are at least two still behind us. We aware of them.". She continues to walk next to Tremaine until they get to the top. Wondering if the others have fared OK.
DM Jan (The Jailbreak) d20+2=14 d20+2=7 Tuesday March 13th, 2001 2:40:32 PM
(Forgive me if I get some of this wrong.)
Down in the spiral dungeon - Olana, the limping Tremaine, and the fearsome twosome of Milo and Dakar head up the spiral passage. If they're quick, they can get back up to the surface in two rounds. They can all hear the sounds of fighting above. At this moment there are no signs of any more guards down in the dungeon. Either they are hiding to strike - or they're dead.
Up at the surface level in the prison - Ingrge is set upon by the remaining two gaurds facing him.(One swings wildly, distracted by the approaching K'Nara - the othere barely misses). The other three are in the process of trying to release the sleeping entrance guards. Two of them break off this task as K'Nara comes hurtling over the bridge and into the prison, and get into a position to meet her. K'Nara is now within combat distance. Fluet, in a partial trance - sees a whirl of action going on before him from his place of hiding. It's a surreal scene, and it ain't getting any better. Maybe there's another way out... and maybe there isn't.
Out at the other side of the barrier, Shadrach and Figment suddenly feel a chill. Something isn't right. A disembodied voice coming from nearby whispers... "If you value your life, stay perfectly still." Shadrach has heard this voice before - a while ago - in a not particularly good situation. (Shad and Figment - roll an INT check)
Figment d20+4=18 Tuesday March 13th, 2001 4:08:58 PM
The mage hears the voice and decides not to move - except to quaff another potion (shield potion). He sniffs the air and looks for any signs of an invisible creature. He also analyzes the tamber of the voice to try and determine how big the creature may be (i.e. a whisper from a man-sized creature is easily distinguished from a giant sized creature). He makes sure he only has a quick step to get off into the dry moat. He doesn't look down into it to try and mask his intention. (Since he crossed the moat and saw Shad depositing the fallen into it, he should easily know how deep it is.). He takes a defensive posture, prepared to cast, retreat into the prison, or jump off into the moat at a moments notice.
Dakar Tuesday March 13th, 2001 7:26:23 PM
"By the Oath, why did they not just knock the guards unconscious... It is better to leave an enemy bleeding to death than merely asleep." Murmurs the spiky one. He returns to his invisible state and hurries faster than before. "I shall aid the others," he claims "Domi shall grant me the strength."
Ingrge d20=13 d6+3=7 Tuesday March 13th, 2001 7:39:00 PM
Deciding that his luck is going to leave him soon, Ingrge swings at guard 1 facing him (hitting ac 23 for 7 points damage)
K'Nara d20+9=21 d10+2=11 d6=6 Wednesday March 14th, 2001 7:07:38 AM
K'Nara grit her teeth in a savage grimace as she swung Lucia to lethal effect. (OOC: hits AC 21 for 11hp damage and 6hp fire damage; K'Nara has the feat Combat Reflexes, but I don't think (from your description of the current battle topside) that any of her opponents have done anything to enable her to utilize Attacks of Opportunity.)
Milo Wednesday March 14th, 2001 10:19:20 AM
Thinking to himself, 'I don't remember there being this many stairs coming down." The halfling continues to climb, moving as quickly as possible without risking a fall.
Olana Wednesday March 14th, 2001 11:56:54 AM
Olana does everything she can to help Tremaine move quickly up the spiral passage and keep up with Milo and Dakar while glancing behind her from time to time. "There's fighting ahead," she whispers to the man. "So stay behind us and keep your head down."
Shadrach d20+7=18 d20+7=11 d20+2=17 Wednesday March 14th, 2001 12:13:56 PM
(Failed fort save, failed fort save again, int check 17) Shad, wracked with pain from the shield, dropped the flint and steel, to guzzle one of the mysterious potions. He doubled over trying not to throw up. Feeling weak as a kitten, he stayed still as the voice spoke to him (hp9).
DM Jan (The Jailbreak) d20+1=13 d20+2=4 d20+3=20 d20+1=7 d6+1=6 Wednesday March 14th, 2001 12:20:32 PM
Dakar, Milo, Olana and Tremaine reach the base of the final stairwell that opens up into the surface level of the prison. From their vantage point, they can see Ingrge battling against two opponants and a dead body of a guard by his feet. There are sounds of battle further inside the room too. It will take this round to get into position - combat next round.
"Someone give me a weapon!" says Tremaine urgently. By the light coming from above it can be seen now that his wounds have been healed - he's not an old man at all, although he is currently staggering about like one due to muscle atrophy. There is a determined gleam in steel blue eyes below a mess of cropped brown hair.
On the surface level - Ingrge and K'Nara battle grimly with the guards. K'Nara's blade strikes hard at one of her two opponants, causing him to stagger back, but he's not quite down yet. One of them manages to hit K'Nara for 6 DAM. Ingrge connects with one of his attackers, causing a howl of pain. They swing back but fail to connect. Over by the entrance - a guard is frantically trying to wake and let loose his three fellows. "C'mon! Wake up, or the dragon will have us all!" he yells, slapping their faces. One of them wakes and starts to wriggle.
Outside the prison at the other side of the bridge - as Figment glances into the moat, he notices a female figure in long robes who has apparently climbed down there. She looks to be hiding, whispering to herself, and looking toward the prison entrance. There is still a feeling of menace here, silent, waiting. And the the voice says to Figment and Shadrach. "Tell your friends to come out. Nice and slow." While lying on the ground, it comes to Shad where he's heard that voice before. It is the voice of Mop.
Dakar Wednesday March 14th, 2001 12:38:14 PM
Dakar hustles up the stairs as fast as his squat dwarven legs will carry him, turning invisible as he goes and lifting a quick prayer to Domi. "May my blade be slaked with the blood of mine enemies. May my axe by satiated by the taste of bone of my foes."
Dakar Wednesday March 14th, 2001 12:45:15 PM
Seeing his embattled friend the dwarf reacts quite harshly. He grits his teeth and prepares to charge in to the fray, weapons at the ready.
Ingrge d20+10=19 d6+3=5 Wednesday March 14th, 2001 6:10:55 PM
Grinning at the hapless guards and their poor swordsmanship, Ignrge replies with another slash at his already wounded connecting with his rapier(AC 19 for 5 points)
K'Nara d20+9=24 d10+2=12 d6=4 Thursday March 15th, 2001 7:33:07 AM
The human bladesinger was completely enthralled within the savage art taught to her by Gemsmith and Greymaulk, dancing around her opponents and striking at them with deadly determination. (OOC: hits AC 24 for 12hp and 4hp fire damage.)
Flueterflam d20=5 Thursday March 15th, 2001 10:18:29 AM
The intrigue of what is through the door next to the bard, gets the better of him. He quietly moves over to the door and peers through. If no one is visibly present, he walks inside an immediately looks for a way to escape AND things to take with him. (ooc: voluntary INT check DC 5)
Olana Thursday March 15th, 2001 11:03:47 AM
Olana hands Tremaine two of her daggers. "Don't do anything stupid," she says, astounded at herself for being so outspoken. "We're supposed to get you out of here alive." She then bounds to the top of the stairs, ready to help her comrades in battle.
Figment Thursday March 15th, 2001 11:10:47 AM
The mage decides to press his luck and races back into the prison hoping the owner of the voice is not near enough to attack him. He tries to make sure that he doesn't betray the presence of the priestess below as he moves. He breaks left once inside the gate so he can see the group of guards trying to loosen the bonds of his comrades. He pulls out a rotten egg and casts. A green noxious cloud appears in the center of the guards not engaged with K'Nara and Ingrge (Sinking Cloud). He tries to get them all - not cutting them any slack this time. He then looks back to see if this new threat reveals himself adding to the others "We've got a new invisible threat at the gatehouse!".
DM Jan (The Jailbreak) d20+1=2 d20+2=19 d6=6 Thursday March 15th, 2001 11:29:38 AM
Olana, Milo, Dakar and Tremaine arrive at the top of the steps to see the following -
Ingrge has two opponants - one of which falls to the ground quite dead after being skewered by Inrge's sword. The remaining man swings wide again, missing the elf. K'Nara is a whirl of death and destruction, cutting an already wounded man to pieces, leaving her with only one foe. This foe, fighting desperately, manages to get through her defences for 6 dam.
However - over by the main door, the guard there has successfully roused his three tied up comrades. One of them is up and ready for battle, the other two, plus the one freeing them succomb to Figment's stinking cloud.
Fluet's investigation of the guardroom reveals nothing but tables, chairs, dead guards and webs - which he dare not go near unless he gets stuck. There are other places to investigate however, such as the prisoners processing room.
Back down in the spiral dungeon, where the "T prisoners" are kept - the two guards who had made a run for it discover that one of their prisoners had been sprung. With a collective "Uh - oh....", they start to run back up the spiral passage. It will take three rounds for them to get back to the surface.
Outside the prison, at the other side of the bridge and the curtain of death - things are even rosier. With a flicker - what looks like an entire army winks into existance. Standing at the fore - are five stern looking captains, dismounted and stood next to their horses - one of which is dressed in black garb and is veiled. In front of them, is the owner of the disembodied voice - the diminutive, but never-to-be-underestimated minion-in-chief - Mop. "It is time for this charade to end. Call out your comrades - now - or you will all die a horrible death," he calls after the escaping Figment. His smirk suggests there is nowhere to run. Six men come forward and surround Shadrach, their weapons drawn.
Lorna the cleric, still appears to be safely hidden, down in the moat.
Milo d20+7=24 d20+7=23 4d6(3+5+6+1)+1=16 4d6(2+4+4+3)+1=14 Thursday March 15th, 2001 12:58:25 PM
Seeing Ingrge cut by the guard, Milo moves in quickly and flanks the man, letting his enchanted short sword do the work as it blurs into motion.(OOC: Hit ACs 24 and 23 and since I'm flanking, this is sneak attack damage 30hps total)
Figment d20+6=25 Thursday March 15th, 2001 2:44:31 PM
The mage sees the huge army of soldiers pop into existence. Knowing that he did not hear any movement whatsoever from horses or riders - and that there is no way they could have closed in and be where they are, the mage "knows" this must be an illusion (disbelieve save DC 25). He moves over to Tremaine, hands him a potion, and casts invisibility on him. "You will at least have a chance to get out. Drink the potion now, it will prevent the shield from hurting you. Lower yourself into the dry moat if you have to. You can escape that way if need be. You have 2 hours before you turn visible again. Good luck to us all.". The mage turns to face the "army".
Dakr the painmonger d20+12=21 d10+6=15 Thursday March 15th, 2001 4:36:54 PM
Muttering, "Death before dishonor" under his breath the dwarf charges into the fray. His axe bites deep as it always does, and lashes out against Dakar's foe. He begins his death chant and, turning to Milo, yells "TODAY! IS A GOOD DAY TO DIE!"
Flueterflam d20=7 d20+9=28 Thursday March 15th, 2001 8:06:45 PM
Fluet quickly moves through the room. He picks up anything out of the ordinary, if there is anything. (ooc: volunt INT DC 7) Then he goes straight to the process area. He is careful to stay hidden from everyone, including the group, to be on the safe side. (ooc: Hide DC 28)
Shadrach d20+3=21 Thursday March 15th, 2001 11:15:05 PM
Barely able to stand, having to use his trident to keep himself from doubling over, Shad growled, "Yeah, we better give up now! Can't fight the right-hand man of the dragon..." He grasped his necklace and made a faint movement of his hand, trying to concentrate on nothing but activating the spell in case the soldiers noticed and hit him in time (Concentration check 21). If the spell of Gaseous Form was completed, he'd flow under the bridge.
K'Nara d20+9=16 d10+2=9 d6=3 Friday March 16th, 2001 6:41:57 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons fought on, concentrating on her remaining foe. (OOC: hits AC 16 for 9hp and 3hp fire damage.)
Olana Friday March 16th, 2001 12:36:10 PM
Somewhat alarmed at Figment's statement, the elf shouts "What's going on?" and moves forward to have a look for herself. Although her main priority is shielding Tremaine from any attacks."And where's Shad?" she asks.
DM Jan (The Jailbreak) d20+1=11 d20+1=14 Friday March 16th, 2001 1:13:27 PM
"Well look at that," said the black clad captain as Shad's gaseous form snaked under the bridge. "Some people don't know when they're beaten. I'll have their heads displayed on poles at the main gate."
After a hideous smile, Mop answers - "No. Our almighty leader, the great green dragon, his immensness, Parnoth, wants them alive." "However," he adds, raising his voice to be heard further afield. "If some of them choose to escape, then the rest are to be killed. You can have your revenge then for the loss of your men." Returning to a normal conversational voice he continues - "Did you see that man move across the bridge? Parnoth was right. For these people's sake I hope they have something we can examine as to how they got across, otherwise we'll have to do an autopsy on one of them." "Surrender! Now!" he then barks across the bridge. Some of the men behind, now they're visible, start to fidget having been stood there for quite a while.
Inside the prison, the combination of Ingrge's and Milo's attack fell the one guard on Ingrge. Dakar charges across the room, his axe giving the guard who had recently been freed a mighty wallop.The man's riposte fails as he staggers backward. K'Nara continues her impressive display of swordsmanship, against a guard who sorely wishes she would stop. Badly injured - his attack misses. Olana and Tremaine joins Figment at the main door looking out. Tremaine takes the potion and downs it immediately, shuddering at the taste, before winking out of existance. "I can't just leave you here," he whispers urgently.
Over in the processing room, Fluet comes across a hatch at one end. But it's been boarded shut and bolted, and looks pretty solid and immovable. So far he's found nothing of real interest to pick up. There's a man - a prisoner there, behind bars watching everything thats going on. He has a very bewildered and bemused expression.
The combination of the after effects of the potion and the smell of Figments stinking cloud is now making everyone feel rather ill. (STR -1 from now on for a while.)
Down in the dungeon - two guards are taking on great gasps of air as they run round and round, and up and up toward the surface.
Dakar d20+9=23 d10+5=13 Friday March 16th, 2001 3:18:43 PM
The dwarf slams his axe into the guard again, and his death song builds to a crescendo as his axe bites deep and bits of bone and gore are left on the blade as he removes it from the guard's side. He turns towards Mop and his guards and begins heading towards them, pulling a potion out of his bag before he reaches the barrier, so as not to be leveled by the barrier.
Milo Friday March 16th, 2001 4:37:05 PM
Seeing the situation at hand... Milo panicks briefly, plans upon plans upon plans of possible escape running through his head... Each one discarded as quickly as it is considered... "There is no way, we're going to win against that force... think Milo think... hey wait a minute..." The light of possibility shows on Milo's face... "DAKAR!!!!!! STOP!!!!! racing over to Dakar, he speaks loud enough for his friends to hear him... "When we were down in the dungeon... Why did those two guards try to escape by running down instead of up? Huh? If I were a guard attempting to escape a blood thirsty dwarf with a big axe... I'd go up... unless there is another way out... by going down... I mean... it sounds crazy... but I can't think of any other reason... K'NARA!!!" Milo yells hoping to get her attention... "I think there is a way outta here, by going down into the dungeon... its a stab in the dark, but its better than facing impossible odds outside the gate there... Whaddaya say guys?" Milo looks prepared to flee back down the stairs. "C'mon Dakar... discretion is the better part of valor... live today... fight tomorrow? Does any of this make sense...?"
Shadrach 2d8(5+1)+3=9 Sunday March 18th, 2001 10:40:40 PM
The swirl of mist that was Shad traveled back into the prison, safe from the destroying wall now that he'd taken the potion. Quickly, he flowed up again and into the inner prison house, where most of the others were. Dismissing his spell, Shad solidified with a sigh. Digging into his bag, he pulled out a potion of Cure Moderate Wounds and drank it down (hp18). "I hate to say it, but I think they were waiting for something like this."
K'Nara d20-1=16 d20+9=20 d10+2=8 d6=5 d20-1=17 Monday March 19th, 2001 6:40:17 AM
(OOC: I made a Listen check to see if K'Nara hears Milo's shout. I'm assuming the basic DC is 15, so she would hear him.)
The human bladesinger tilted her head to one side as she elegantly dealt death to her foe (OOC: hits AC 20 for 8hp and 5hp fire damage.) Was that Milo she heard..? Something about another way out..?
"How many left?" she panted to Ingrge, glancing around and noting the extra forces outside the barrier. "If Shad's been able to escape, we should seriously consider following him out--and I think Milo has an idea on how to do that..." (OOC: made a voluntary Spot check to see if K'Nara noticed the gaseous cloud that their resident bonze has transformed into.)
Figment Monday March 19th, 2001 12:18:33 PM
The mage whispers to Tremaine "If we are to be captured, I would at least like to know we made a difference. Please do not allow yourself to be apprehended. Take no offensive actions toward anyone or the spell will be broken. Just get out of the city as fast as you can. I suspect you know where your allies are. They are waiting for you.". He still searches the "army" for any sign that it is an illusion. If he sees it to be illusary he moves back over to the shield and casts a fireball right into the middle of whomever is real. If it's real, he moves back over and waits for the army to make a move, and THEN blasts them. (Figment made a save against illusion w/ DC of 25. Is it an illusion or no?).
Figment 5d6(6+4+3+4+6)=23 Monday March 19th, 2001 1:40:34 PM
(Dmg for the fireball). If the army is real, the intent is for the Fireball to do maximum damage to the most targets. He'll place it so that the entire 40' diameter engulfs soldiers.
Ingrge d20+3=17 Monday March 19th, 2001 7:01:17 PM
Looking around for any live guards, Ingrge hears the pounding of feet coming up the stairs and moves to the opening and drops three flasks of oil about ten feet down and with a grin grabs one of the dungeon's torches.
Olana Tuesday March 20th, 2001 11:13:45 AM
"Climb down into the moat!" whispers the elf urgently to Tremaine. "Unless you know another way out of here."
DM Jan (The Jail Break) d100=98 Tuesday March 20th, 2001 11:50:53 AM
Both Dakar and K'Nara finish off their opponants, leaving no-one else in the room to attack them. Olana is now visible as the spell finally runs it's course. Milo hears the disembodied voice of Tremaine. "I'm sorry, but I don't think there is a way out down there. Maybe the guards ran out of fear. Seeing your friends skill in weaponry here, it hardly surprises me." He flashes a quick, unseen grin. Ingrge lights up the corridor below, blocking the two dungeon guards progress, and anyone elses for that matter.
Outside - the army, which is quite real - stands waiting. Figment's brave but reckless gesture has multiple effects. The men who had come forward to apprehend Shadrach howl in pain as the blast hits, behind them - some men or thrown from their horses as the animals are startled or hit.
The portion of the spell aimed at Mop and his merry band of army captains however, seems to reflect back and head straight for Figment for 22 dam. ((Rolled percentage of attack = 98)) While this is going on - Tremaine tells the others what he is about to do, and rolls unseen down into the moat. "We'll get you out - we'll think of something," he says before dropping below.
Mop is now obviously getting a bit hot under the collar. "Surrender or die!" he announces bad temperedly.
Figment d20+6=24 Tuesday March 20th, 2001 12:02:57 PM
The mage grimaces as the flames surround him. He dives and misses the brunt of the spell, but does not escape unscathed (saved for 1/2). He looks into the moat to see how far down it is. Trying to stall and give Tremaine a fighting chance, he looks out to Mop and says "I will inform the others. If you do not wish to lose any more men then do not advance on our position. We cannot escape but until all agree to surrender we can still do you great damage - and will. And we can also destroy the thing you want to capture - our means in.". He glances back to the warrior woman and says "Your call. What do we do?". He prepares to jump into the moat and also pulls out his wand of webbing - which might be useful in the near future.
Figment Tuesday March 20th, 2001 12:28:37 PM
Those who notice see that the mage is hurt pretty bad - but that he is still standing.
Dakar Tuesday March 20th, 2001 2:06:32 PM
Dakar throws back the potion down his throat turning to Milo as he does so and shouting back to him as he runs. "Those guards ran for their lives. To run the other way would mean to run past me and die a certain death!" Then he turns to Mop and the captains and grits his teeth as he passes through the barrier. "Die a certain death like you lads." He smiles, winks at the guards, and begins his death-song anew"
Ingrge Tuesday March 20th, 2001 6:22:55 PM
Ingrge grinning at his impromptu Guard Flambe says, "Quicly, give me all the potions, I am going invisible. If I am caught I will break the potions."
Flueterflam d20=1 Tuesday March 20th, 2001 9:38:10 PM
Fluet asks the prisoner, "Two things: I'll let you out if you help me AND if you can tell me HOW to get you out. So start talkin'." Fluet waits for an answer then looks for anything in the room which he can use to pry off the boards from the hatch. (ooc: perception DC 1)
K'Nara d20-1=19 Wednesday March 21st, 2001 6:41:57 AM
The human bladesinger squared her shoulders and said in a calm, no-nonsense voice:
"Tremaine, you MUST escape here--you're too important to the cause to remain. We will keep the forces here...occupied to cover your escape. Make sure that you drink a potion to safely go through the invisible barrier, and then haul your ass OUT of here--do NOT look back, and do NOT stop until you get out of the city. We arranged for some of our fellow Tines to meet us just inside the start of the forest outside the city, so go rendezvous with them. Good luck to you." Seeing that Dakar had the intention of simply attacking the group of reinforcements, K'Nara rolled her hazel eyes.
"Domi spare me from honorbound battleragers!!!" she exclaimed. "We can't let Dakar attack alone--he'll be cut to pieces. What spells have we to effect them from afar? And where's that Ring of Spell Turning? Figment should wear it so that he isn't caught flatfooted again..." K'Nara looked around, finally noticing that Flueterflam wasn't in the area with them.
"And where's Fluet???" she demanded, gripping her still-flaming sword with annoyed impatience. Every second they spent hanging back was another second that Dakar was exposed to the slew of Parnoth's forces outside the barrier...
...outside the barrier..?
"DAKAR! Get back here--NOW!!!" bellowed K'Nara, realizing that--with the attendant wizard dead--Mop and his men couldn't traverse the barrier...or would not, not until they HAD to expend the magic to do so. "Do NOT cross the barrier, dwarf!!!"
Milo Wednesday March 21st, 2001 9:34:04 AM
"I'll find him K'nara." Knowing that Knara just came out of the guard room behind him, Milo turns to the door to his side, and enters the processing center. (OOC: Thats what its called on the map anyhow) Speaking in a normal conversational tone, "Fluet?... where aaaaarreee you... K'nara's looooking for you..."
Olana Wednesday March 21st, 2001 11:03:37 AM
Biting her lip gingerly, the elf peers out in horror - seeing Dakar going to join Figment in what looks like a certain death. "Er... maybe we could try and negotiate?" she wonders aloud, checking her bow just in case this develops into a last stand.
DM Jan (The Jailbreak) Wednesday March 21st, 2001 11:23:31 AM
Milo arrives in the processing room just in time to hear the conversation between Fluet and the prisoner there in the cell. With a sigh, the prisoner says - "There's no way out there, I'm afraid. You see the reason they blocked it up was because it's a garbage chute, and I suppose things got stuck down there. It's all blocked with half eaten chickens and vegetables and the gods only know what else. Thats why there's a smell. "No-one gets out of here," he adds sadly. The man looks middle-aged, and isn't badly dressed. His fingers look a little stained, as though he has worked with ink, or paint.
As Dakar joins the battered Figment at the other side of the barrier, one of Mop's captains looks on incredulously. "What is WRONG with these people," he asks. "Don't they know when they're beaten?" Grinding his teeth - the mighty Mop tries a different tack. He has enough men to cut everyone down quite easily, but.... With forced politeness he calls out. "Enough of this. The great and almighty dragon, His Immenseness, Parnoth has a task for you, and I'm to escort you to his hillside domain! He will spare you punishment in return for information on how you broke the prison barrier!"
Unseen, and having heeded K'Nara's and Figment's words - Tremaine is at the bottom of the moat and his working his way quietly toward Lorna who - for the moment is unaware of his presence.
Figment Wednesday March 21st, 2001 11:38:57 AM
Inclined to believe - at least partially - the diminuative figure since they have not attacked, the mage offers back "As you can see, we are gathering our number. We will leave together. You have but wait a few more moments. Not a high price to pay to avoid further losses on either side." Trying to stall a bit longer, he adds "The dragon has no need to see us in person. He can communicate directly without having to waste his time. We will be happy to speak with him in return for our freedom since I presume he is listening as we speak now. It won't take long to convey what he wants. He can gain the same knowledge and not need to worry himself with us.". He looks over to Dakar and whispers "Looks like the warrior woman would like me to have that ring. I can cover an escape attempt with my webs - but only if they are not reflected back on me.". He puts on the ring if the warrior gives it to him. He shields the army from seeing what he is doing.
Milo d20+8=16 Wednesday March 21st, 2001 12:04:00 PM
Milo's head snaps over to what the two are talking about, and then curious, he walks directly over to where the 'chute' is sealed up, "Garbage shute? Do you mean like a cess tank, or the sewers?" Milo inspects the lid, see if there is a way he could pry it off. (OOC: Made a search check DC 16)
Dakar Wednesday March 21st, 2001 1:56:47 PM
Dakar invokes a quick prayer to his deity and surrounds himself with a white aura of Sanctuary. Moving through the crowd and ignoring their attacks he walks next to Mop, the grand poobah of the assistants. "I don't know you. I don't like you, and I don't take nicely to threats." He gestures to the axe at his side. "But I'll give you a chance to live. You and I in single combat, the winners walk away, the losers are at your disposal."
Ingrge Wednesday March 21st, 2001 7:54:13 PM
Shaking his head, Ingrge quietly mumbles, I hate being ignored. We would have been out of here if had been allowed to fireball that guardroom. From behind, K'narra and the others here the sound of 2 potions being broken. "Well, They wont get those anyway." That done Ingrge walks up along side their leader and motons outward. "Shall we?"
Shadrach 2d8(3+1)+3=7 d8+5=11 Wednesday March 21st, 2001 10:33:32 PM
Shadrach stayed where he was, drinking another potion of curing moderate wounds. Then he cast a mild healing spell (CLW,hp36). "I have a spell of silence, fog-self, and missile shielding. If we fight to our deaths, we'll make a good show of it, at least."
K'Nara d20+2=22 Thursday March 22nd, 2001 7:13:24 AM
Seeing that Dakar simply did NOT listen to her, K'Nara's grip on her sword tightened so that her knuckles grew quite white.
"I swear...I SWEAR--" she growled aloud, "--if we live through this, I will kill that dwarf MYSELF!!!" Then, turning to Ingrge, the human female said, "Sorry, Ingrge, I wasn't ignoring you...I wanted to get everyone together before doing anything permanent like destroying the potions." K'Nara grimaced.
"We have to hold Mop's attention for as long as possible--we have to give Tremaine the time to get away." The female fighter pondered her group's position, then came up with an idea.
"Okay, Mop--" she yelled out the door, "--we know when we're licked! But, listen...I have a couple of my people here whom I have to drag back from visiting their friends--and one of my guys was just about hacked to death by the guards here...would you mind sending Dakar back here--just so's we could heal him up a little...you know, so he can walk out under his own power? Or, at least, so's Dakar can carry him? Dwarfs are SO strong..." (OOC: I made a voluntary Bluff check to see if she could talk Mop into letting Dakar back without having his own forces just kill the dwarf...or at least hold him hostage.)
Flueterflam Thursday March 22nd, 2001 10:17:18 AM
"Whoa, hey Milo," Fluet sounds surprised. "I was just looking at that. I thought I'd ask this man if he knew how to open it. Apparently he doesn't. By the way, whatever your name is, if you know where the keys are, tell me. Otherwise you're gonna stay stuck in there." Fluet then follows Milo and tries to see if prying is a possibility. "Milo, I think this is the way to go. How do we open it? Maybe we can both pry. Wait, get everyone else!! With all of us I bet we can get it." (ooc:
Olana Thursday March 22nd, 2001 10:44:24 AM
At the entrance, the elf keeps her eyes scanning the area, looking for anything that might give them a chance to get away. She was starting to get a little frightened, although it didnt show outwardly. If they jumped in the moat - they'd give away Lorna and Tremaine's position. Maybe Fluet and Milo had found something, but if so - they'd all have to act very fast. And maybe... they'd all end up in the dragon's clutches again. Vaguely, in amongst hopes and fears - she wonder what the dragon wanted of them this time.
DM Jan (The JailBreak) Thursday March 22nd, 2001 11:02:13 AM
Over in the processing room - Milo and Fluet search for a way to open the hatch. It's boarded and bolted extremely well, and would probably need an explosion that would take half the wall out in order to get it open. Up close - they can both smell something awful too, coming from behind the boards. The man in the cell says - "I don't know who has the keys - I only got here the day before yesterday - on charges of printing propaganda. I'm no escape artist. I'm a printer. I bet one of you could pick the lock though."
Ingrge destroys his potions, and Shad starts to feel a lot better. K'Nara, Olana and anyone else at the entrance, or on the bridge can see the cleric Lorna suddenly move from her position and start to head off along the bottom of the moat. She looks to be walking awkwardly, as though she is supporting someone.
Casting a dismissing glance at Figment and Dakar, safe in the knowledge that he's well protected - magically and otherwise, and despite K'Nara's convincing argument, Mop won't budge. After all - he had a far more "influential" master. "Come out," he says in a normal voice. "Now - and your lives will be spared. Approach the barrier and I will let you pass beyond it. Through Parnoth - I have the power." There is a slight rustle as arrows are nocked - and both Dakar and Figment become aware of about a hundred pointy things, aimed their way - just waiting for the word.
Figment Thursday March 22nd, 2001 11:58:45 AM
The mage shakes his head at the dwarf's foolish arrogance - he decides not to address his folly with Mop. He waits with hands out in front of him. "If you fire on us you risk destroying the information you seek. We are not resisting you. All we ask is that you let us gather our number. Allow that and everyone leaves peacefully and without incident.". Glancing back at the others he says "Uh guys, I'd say now would be a good time to do whatever we're going to do.".
Milo d20=15 d20+5=22 d20+5=10 d6+1=6 d6+1=6 Thursday March 22nd, 2001 12:44:03 PM
Looking up at Fluet, Milo grins... "Hey Fluet, get K'nara in her with that wonderful flaming sword... this thing is bolted, but this..." Milo indicates the covering..." is still only wood." That said, Milo turns, and gives a tug on the timbers, in the hopes that it was not as secure as they'd thought. (OOC: Str check DC15) If nothing happens, he swings his magic short sword at the thing in a flurry of motion. (OOC: Hit AC22 and AC10 for 6hps each on the wood)
Dakar Thursday March 22nd, 2001 1:44:21 PM
The dwarf looks at Mop with the same mischievous grin on his face and looks to the archers. "Well, you might as well shoot me. I do not surrender. But you might hit Mop here at the same time. So I'd be sure your aim was true." He moves closer to Mop and his horse, standing next to the pair of them. "So shoot if you must."
Shadrach Thursday March 22nd, 2001 11:31:46 PM
"Go ahead, I'll help in a moment. Can't let them shoot our wizard," Shad grinned, knowing what to do suddenly. "Disaster upon my enemies, Lady, and let the mighty fall!" (Cast Wind Wall just past Dakar, not sure of the dimensions necessary to block all the archers, 5 rounds)
K'Nara d20+2=18 Friday March 23rd, 2001 6:59:53 AM
"Shad, what are you..?" K'Nara asked as the bonze cast his spell. The rise in wind alerted the female fighter to what was happening.
"Ahh...well, that'll help, but...sheesh, I've GOT to think of SOMEthing!" she muttered, straining her brain for some kind of tactic. Finally she settled on yelling out to Mop again:
"No help, huh? Okay--I'm getting the visitors back...and I'm getting a couple of people here to rig a stretcher for the wounded...give us a minute and we'll be out." (OOC: rolled another Bluff check.) The leader of the Emerald Talons turned to the others in the room with her.
"We might have a minute to think of SOMETHING to help keep these guys focused on us...hopefully without endangering Figment and Dakar." she said, giving a nod of her cauled head. "If we go out fighting, though--remember to aim for Mop's horse...that toady is likely protected to his teeth by the Green One's magic...but I doubt he'd've thought to extend that courtesy to the animal he's riding on.
"Now--any suggestions..? And where are Fluet and Milo???"
Ingrge Friday March 23rd, 2001 8:04:49 AM
K'narra, They are back in there, motioning to the processing center. Don't be obvious about it but it loos like Tremain is out of the way and free. I Think we ought to walk out under our own power before Mop uses his whatever he is going to use to let us pass the barrier. One it will put us in a more powerful light, two, it will again make him wonder how we did it and give us more bargaining power. He doesnt have to know we have the potions because I never drank one and dont have any on me. I can be questioned and truthfully say that I got through because Parnoth's own wizard use his wand on us. Thirdly, If we dont go out soon we may be short on blood thirsty party member.
Olana Friday March 23rd, 2001 11:21:43 AM
Olana tried not to look in the escaping Lorna's (and hopefully Tremaine's) direction so as not to give the game away. Trouble is she didn't want to look out in front either - trouble being the operative word. Edgily, she asks K'Nara - "Maybe we could ask what the dragon wants? We're gonna die if we fight."
Flueterflam Friday March 23rd, 2001 11:51:02 AM
Fluet nods. Then the bard heads out to where he last saw K'nara and the others. "Hey K'nara, we got a way out probably. That sword of yours will have be used also I think. Let's get everyone into the processing room." Fluet leads them back into the room quickly. "Hey Milo, could you get this lock for the guy. He's not very helpful, but we should probably get him out. Never know when it could come back and help out in the future."
DM Jan (The Jailbreak) Friday March 23rd, 2001 12:16:05 PM
As Milo endeavors to get the hatch open, a tiny part of it splinters. Through the hole - a black ooze starts to seep out. It smells so foul that he feels really sick. ((Milo - roll fortitude against DC 23 - throw up if you fail and -1 CON for 5 rounds.))
Elsewhere, weird things start to happen - with a shout from the diminutive but mighty Mop - all the guards outside back off very sharply. Mop's eyes take on a strange light, and some kind of green tinted aura escapes from his body and heads toward the prison, and the barrier.
At the same time, Shad's priestly spell rushes to meet it. In a fury of colour - both spells meet at the prison barrier and become entangled. For an instant - the barrier becomes a swirl of blue and green. Then - with a mighty *BANG!* - it seems to lash out like a multi-headed snake. Mop, Figment and Dakar are the first to be entangled in it, followed in an a flash by K'Nara, Olana, Shadrach and Ingrge. The spell whips them off their feet and into apprent oblivion. With a roar it moves into the prison - capturing Milo, Fluet, and a terrified man with ink on his fingers, snaking out at anything alive in the immediate vicinity.
And then -
To those stood outside the prison - it seemed that those entangled in 'whatever it was' just disappeared. The deathly silence is broken by one of the guards, who - shocked beyond belief - drops his shield with a clatter on the cobblestones.
To those captured in the spell - its a rough ride, as Shad's entangled windwall spell batters and blows. After a few teeth-grinding moments - everything seems to stop. ((4 DAM to all players - usual saves apply if successful.))
Dis-oriented and dizzy, all anyone can feel is a cold stone floor, and a faint smell of sulphur. Wherever this is, it is hidden by complete darkness. Someone starts wailing in fear. ((Milo/Fluet - roll INT - DC10 to recognise its the voice of the printer.))
Milo Thistledown d20+5=12 d20+9=19 d20+1=19 Friday March 23rd, 2001 12:37:58 PM
Milo staggers away from the crack and black ooze. Turning himself away from Fluet and the printer, he vomits violently on the wall. After he is finished, he sheaths his short sword, and being a bit wobbly, "Okay... we're not getting out that way... I wonder how the negotiations are going? I wonder if they've killed Dakar yet?" Milo's grin is grim. Turning back to Fluet, "Hey... I wonder if..." and that is all the farther he gets before he is grabbed, along with his friends, and hauled away. (OOC: Made Reflex save DC 19 for half damage, let me know if that succeeds)
As he lays on the cold floor Milo recognizes the voice of the Printer as he wails in fear. (Made Int check DC19) Struggling to get to his hands and knees, Milo shakes his head, in order to attempt to shake of the after affects of whatever that was, "Guys? Anybody? Somebody pinch me if I ever decide to go on that ride again will ya?"
Dakar Friday March 23rd, 2001 1:56:44 PM
The dwarf slams his axe hilt into the ground in pure rage. "Ye're all daft. I had cast a spell on myslef that made me immune tot he attacks of others, long as I myself didn't attack. I could've drawn arrow fire ALL BLASTED DAY! All they would've hit was their own soldiers." He wheels to the rest of the party. "My entire youth was spent at war, in training for combat, for the impossible missions we would fight. My entire life has been one of conflict and strife. I am a tactician by nature and upbringing and have deicated my life to it. If I *seem* to have a plan I do have a plan!" He slumps to the ground. "And now, that plan was tossed into smoke."
Figment d20+4=18 Friday March 23rd, 2001 4:27:00 PM
As the mage lands on the cold floor he collects himself and prepares to meet the dragon (DC 18). He tries to find Mop in the gloom - wondering if he is really Parnoths main guy or if he is the dragon himself. Upon hearing the dwarf's lament and hoping to calm him down he offers "I really don't think any plan would have helped us out of this situation Dakar. But I'm sure yours was as good as anyone else had.". The mage continues to listen for Mop.
Ingrge d20=17 Saturday March 24th, 2001 10:25:57 AM
Ingrge, watching the goings ons, is caught off guard by the spell and is uncerimoniously, tossed and thrown roughly accross the aether and lands in a pile on the floor.
Shadrach d20+7=12 Saturday March 24th, 2001 10:33:20 AM
Shad laughed hollowly. "Perhaps if you'd shared your plan, our leader lady might have agreed..Too late now. Anybody have a light?"
Flueterflam d20=7 d20=7 Sunday March 25th, 2001 3:44:46 AM
Fluet lands quite hard. "Hmmm...either very good or very bad," he mutters under his breath. "DAMN, should've made it down there, who knows what will happen now." The bard is fill with vehement thoughts of all the horrible things that might have just happened, including wherever it is they just 'landed'.
K'Nara Monday March 26th, 2001 6:48:24 AM
Groaning a bit, K'Nara pulled herself upright from her prone position on the floor.
"Oh, DO stop pouting, Dakar," she told the petulant dwarf, "In case you haven't noticed, it was NOT 'our' idea to transport everyone away from the prison like that. And I would appreciate your letting me know what you intend to do before you do something like that again." The human blinked as she looked around her, seeing nothing but darkness.
"Figment, Ingrge...do either of you know what in the Nine Hells happened??? And how did we end up here?" K'Nara asked, frowning as she gripped her sword, which was still in her hands. "Whatever that magic was supposed to be, it ended up blowing OUT my sword!" The female fighter's sigh was sharp.
"Lucia!" she uttered resolutely, causing the sword to flare to life once more and shed its light in a sixty-foot-diameter area. K'Nara's canny hazel eyes assessed who and what was in the limnus of the flames.
Olana Monday March 26th, 2001 11:06:38 AM
"Ooooh, I don't like this," said Olana, scrambling to her feet and looking around trying to get her bearings. "Where are we?"
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