Trudvang: Wildheart for 5e

Healer looks to the group,

"How do we feel about climbing down a strange hole in the middle of a strange wood?"

Angie's Survival = 6

Angie looks to Healer, "You have a point," then she looks at the hole and smiles, "Then again I have done more wild things and my lord Pelor has never let me down yet."

Survival: 17

"We may not have a choice anyway."

Angie after the light of your stone fades you have no idea how much further it drops through the darkness. But, Thokein your focus allows you to hear the stone hit the bottom a few seconds later. Based on the time it took for you to hear the noise you judge the distance to be about 100 feet.

The sinkhole is in the middle of the clearing. There are large trees and some larger rocks about twenty feet away.

Angie puts her carrying satchel on the ground and starts to rummage through it. "I know it's in here somewhere." After a few more seconds of rummaging, Angie pulls out some hempen rope. "I have about 50 feet of rope here, but I think we are going to need more than that. Anybody else have rope?"

 Pulls the rope off his pack. "Here, but from the sound of it and the distance of those trees, we need one more--unless you want a good drop off the end."

Gobber removes his backpack and takes out a 50 ft hempen rope.

"Good thing I bought some when we were still in town. We should tie them together."

You tie the ropes together then secure the rope to a large tree. Thokein tugs on it to check the integrity of the knots. The rope seems like it will hold.

It will take a series of athletics checks that get harder as you decend further into the sinkhole to make it to the bottom successfully. When you are ready please roll athletics three times. Posting order will determine who the order your PCs decend unless you determine otherwise.

Angie's Athletics:

2

19

13

Healer kneels next to the hole as Angie begins her decent. 

"I am not much of a climber like this, But I can be."

Healer closes his eyes. Anyone nearby hears the soft snap of a twig. Healer glows with a soft green light as the bark that is his flesh begins to soften. He seems to melt in places and shift in others. In mere moments healer is gone. In his place is a large spider the size of a man. It looks strange. As if it's skin was made of bark. Its fine hairs look like new budding twigs. Its many eyes retain the soft glow that healer's did, made of the same smooth stone. 

The spider turns to the remaining group members and chatters softly in the same low whirring voice of healer. It then descends down the hole climbing along the wall swiftly. It climbs the wall the way a fish swims, or a bird flies. As if made for it.

For Clarification: I have chosen the shape of Giant Spider.  

Angie makes it about fifteen feet down the rope and looks up at the group with a toothy smile. She confidently declares, “Come on guys, this is easy!” while taking one hand off the rope. As she does she catches a glimpse of Healer mid-transformation. Horrified she let’s go of the rope and begins to fall down into the blackness of the sink hole with a scream.

Healer sees her begin her fall. With a new form comes new power.

Spider-Healer shoots a rope of web at Angie.

Web roll:  12

Healer’s web shoots passed Angie and she continues to fall into the darkness for another fifteen feet, before slamming into the hard packed wall and taking 4 damage. The impact turns her tumultuous fall into a slide and she manages to wrap her foot around the rope, then an arm, and finally a hand. Having grabbed the rope she painfully halts her downward descent, but is left hanging on tightly sixty feet above the ground. She rights herself after a few moments, calls up that she is okay, and carefully descends the rest of the way to the bottom of the sink hole through the darkness.

Athletics: 18

8

13

Muscles flexing, Thokein grabs hold of the rope and climbs down into the darkness with relative ease.. thirty feet... sixty feet... ninty feet... then lands on the bottom of the sink hole with a sizeable thump near Angie.

Gobber's athlethics:

10

6

18

Gobber, you make it down the rope the first thirty feet with relative ease, but this is a long climb down and you probably used too much energy to quickly. Around fourty-five feet your arms begin to burn, at fifty feet the pain intensifies, and every foot thereafter comes slowly and painfully. At fifty-five feet your arms give way and you can climb no further for fear of falling. You press your back into the wall, cling to the rope for dear life, and call for help.

Healer sees him struggling. Healer would like to attempt to carry Gober down.

As Gobber falls he screams at the top of his lungs.

"Help! I don't think I can hold on any longer!"

Healer, you crawl over the mouth of the sinkhole and find that the millions of tiny hairs on your spider legs allow you to stick to the wall with ease. The world shifts as you traverse the vertical wall as if it were a horizontal walkway down into the darkness to rescue Gobber. You pause just above him and use two of your hairy legs to pick him up and place him on your bulbous back. Your friends watch as a giant spider decends to the bottom of the sink hole with a halfling clinging to it for dear life. It is a somewhat humours sight to behold.

You have all made it to the bottom of the sinkhole successfully. It is ***** black down here, but those of you with darkvision can see animal bones and cobwebs litter the small space leading to the mouth of a large eerie looking tunnel.