I was wondering what all those little gray stones were. And you've said before that when in the rockpile, creatures get some cover (which is how we can be hiding), right?
Not really. The way I see it is that the rockpile has collapsed from the wall above exposing the entrance of the cave system - think of it as a giant scree slope. Some might move but there is not a single key stone that would collapse the pile - now if Toruun were to stack it with some of his black powder well ....
Lukian scowls at Dork. It's not a look of anger — it's a look of consternation. Without saying anything further, the elf moves to the cover of the trees (west) and then will move parallel with the group (south).
Movement and dash at whatever speed because of all the difficult terrain.
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Ebonitus looks over as Lukian takes off, thinking to himself "I wonder what...." then a wry smile crosses his lips "I think he's gone to move/rescue Golemgote." he whispers.
He moves to tap DORK, "Hey, we need you active, you have been very strong and direct and we respect your opinions. We need you to think about how we can optimise our chances of success if we need to attack." Stealth roll if needed: 10
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Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
Ebonitus is left waiting for a tense few moments. But eventually, she did at least spoke, though the faint light of her eyes remained as dim as ever. "There is no victory here without risk of sacrifice. You have made your thoughts clear on which choice should be made to guarantee your own survival. Without heavy magic bombardment to favorably increase likelihood of success, there is no 'winning' strategy here that you would consider acceptable... and I refuse to fall back operative status to potentially force the issue."She replied quietly but firmly.
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Torunn lets the others discuss the tactics, whilst he examines the surroundings and does some mental calculations. Then with a mad grin, he turns to the group, "What if i could use some blackpowder to collapses the rock pile?"
(@Zip: She was referring to more spell bombardment like Fireballs. I think we entertained the thought of rolling down some rocks, but were told they weren't quite large enough to do much damage? If I'm wrong, then nevermind. But either way, it's Torunn's call. D.O.R.K will help if asked.)
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"I've been about survival my whole life. While this quest is for the greater good and I can't fulfill it if I'm dead. And I don't see our odds against that group as very good, so I'm going with survival." Devin whispers back.
As the party discusses what to do, Lukian acts and just slips off into the bushes. Despite the difficult terrain he slips through the bushes like some sort of ghost.
It will take him a bit over a minute to reach Golemogote but he will get there well in advance of the Orogs et al.
(Just gonna post this to push things a bit forward then..)
D.O.R.K is quiet for a good long minute, seeming inert the whole time. "Then we wait here until Alcolyte Lukian has returned." D.O.R.K stated, sounding almost tired in tone. "This area should be safe for the time being. But, we will want to retreat further into the tree line itself upon their return."She gestures further up the incline. "I do not think it coincidence they ignored or conveniently forgot that we made use of these stones before... entering now would be a trap. So we wait, move our camp back, and rest until the next morning."
She curled up into a ball on that note. "We should remain on guard for hunters.. and go without a camp light tonight. If there are hunters, we should take at least one alive for questioning. But at dawn, we either make a revised assault on their cave... or abandon this mission as well." She added, though the last few words come out in a whisper.
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The party just watches as it takes the Orogs about half a minute to make their way out of the rockpile and continue up the narrow path away from the cave entrance. So what's next?
Where are the beasties at this point?
Sorry map is not as clear as I hoped but the beasties are in a column extended from U9 to W9.
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I was wondering what all those little gray stones were. And you've said before that when in the rockpile, creatures get some cover (which is how we can be hiding), right?
Yes half cover at least
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
(@Grant: Out of curiosity, can those same rocks be rolled down. And if so, would a check be required?)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Not really. The way I see it is that the rockpile has collapsed from the wall above exposing the entrance of the cave system - think of it as a giant scree slope. Some might move but there is not a single key stone that would collapse the pile - now if Toruun were to stack it with some of his black powder well ....
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Lukian scowls at Dork. It's not a look of anger — it's a look of consternation. Without saying anything further, the elf moves to the cover of the trees (west) and then will move parallel with the group (south).
Movement and dash at whatever speed because of all the difficult terrain.
Stealth: 11 + guidance: 4
Ebonitus looks over as Lukian takes off, thinking to himself "I wonder what...." then a wry smile crosses his lips "I think he's gone to move/rescue Golemgote." he whispers.
He moves to tap DORK, "Hey, we need you active, you have been very strong and direct and we respect your opinions. We need you to think about how we can optimise our chances of success if we need to attack." Stealth roll if needed: 10
Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
Ebonitus is left waiting for a tense few moments. But eventually, she did at least spoke, though the faint light of her eyes remained as dim as ever. "There is no victory here without risk of sacrifice. You have made your thoughts clear on which choice should be made to guarantee your own survival. Without heavy magic bombardment to favorably increase likelihood of success, there is no 'winning' strategy here that you would consider acceptable... and I refuse to fall back operative status to potentially force the issue." She replied quietly but firmly.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Torunn lets the others discuss the tactics, whilst he examines the surroundings and does some mental calculations. Then with a mad grin, he turns to the group, "What if i could use some blackpowder to collapses the rock pile?"
If the group agrees, what kind of check MR. DM
Look at the map describe exactly what you're going to try and do and then we'll discuss rolls.
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@DORK, was your thinking to more roll the borders on top of the orogs or something else?
(@Zip: She was referring to more spell bombardment like Fireballs. I think we entertained the thought of rolling down some rocks, but were told they weren't quite large enough to do much damage? If I'm wrong, then nevermind. But either way, it's Torunn's call. D.O.R.K will help if asked.)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"I've been about survival my whole life. While this quest is for the greater good and I can't fulfill it if I'm dead. And I don't see our odds against that group as very good, so I'm going with survival." Devin whispers back.
Where's Lukian?
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ooc: scrap the plan, torunn will suggest hiding
(Just gonna post this to push things a bit forward then..)
D.O.R.K is quiet for a good long minute, seeming inert the whole time. "Then we wait here until Alcolyte Lukian has returned." D.O.R.K stated, sounding almost tired in tone. "This area should be safe for the time being. But, we will want to retreat further into the tree line itself upon their return." She gestures further up the incline. "I do not think it coincidence they ignored or conveniently forgot that we made use of these stones before... entering now would be a trap. So we wait, move our camp back, and rest until the next morning."
She curled up into a ball on that note. "We should remain on guard for hunters.. and go without a camp light tonight. If there are hunters, we should take at least one alive for questioning. But at dawn, we either make a revised assault on their cave... or abandon this mission as well." She added, though the last few words come out in a whisper.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Ebonitus waits quietly until the Orogs are out of range, being very alert to any changes in their gait/attitude. insight: 16
I guess that Ebonitus is not feeling very insightful today.
Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
The party just watches as it takes the Orogs about half a minute to make their way out of the rockpile and continue up the narrow path away from the cave entrance. So what's next?
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Torunn turns to DORK, "Do we head back inside to investigate the caves or do we move on?"