Valrish runs up to the grick that the others are fighting, and tries to push it off too. (Attack spent like a Shove).
STR Athletics check: 22
The grick pushes back, trying to resist your attack, its beak snapping in your face ans you shove it towards the cliff edge.
STR Check: 5
But it can't withstand the force as Valrish tosses it over the cliff edge. The Grick falls the 70 feet, unable to grab anything on the way down. It lands with a squelching crunch on the ground below. (Fall damage (for fun): 23)
"Bupiddo," I ask, tersely and just a bit irately, "is there something else wrong?"
Bupiddo looks up, his mumbling stops. He looks up at Belwar slowly, a slight hint of burning red in his eyes. He starts to take a step forward when a Grick lands suddenly and heavily on the ground directly next to him, causing him to jump back. The creature, broken and twisted, cries out, and lashes its tentacles madly, somehow having survived the fall. Bupiddo screams, producing a dagger from his belt, and jumps on the grick, slashing and stabbing wildly. The grick lets out a dying gurgle and Bupiddo rises, covered in blood and viscera, from the corpse of the now dead grick. He wipes his dagger on his cloak, puts it back on his belt, and steps away from the corpse, turning to Belwar again, his eyes having lost the redness.
"No, nothing's the matter. Are they done up there? I'd really like to get to Gracklstugh sometime this century!"
The grick dodges direct impact with the sphere, but singes the side of its had slightly. Thinking the sphere is coming from Derendil, it lunges at him:
Tentacle Attack: 22 Damage: 8
After latching on to his face, the grick then bites at the quaggoth with its beak:
Bite Attack: Attack: 17 Damage: 6
Derendil screams in pain, clutching at his face, and the grick that is fastened there.
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"Now, Zippy!" Zippy leaps rapidly toward the last monster and bites at it: Attack: 17 Damage: 6 + 7 acid damage on a failed DC 12 CON save, or half as much damage on a successful one.
Zippy jumps on the grick, biting into it with his fangs. acid seeps into the body of the grick and it goes limp, dropping off of Derendil's face, leaving him prone on the ground, breathing heavily.
Derendil recovers, seemingly no longer in a hazey rage. "My... oh my. How terrible," he says.
Eldeth is sobbing slightly over the body of Sarith, as stool looks hopelessly on. "I can't hear him anymore," says the sprout sadly, unable to reach Sarith's mind with his spores.
Valrish ends his rage, a bit down for not being able to as much as damage the last grick. He realizes what has happened to Sarith, and goes over to the main group. "What Oorr says is true. We can't stop to mourn for long if we want to be able to reach a safe place. Or safer, at least." He sighs, thinking about how he still hasn't been able to sleep peacefully since he entered the Underdark.
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Grimnir examines Sarith closely. No sing of breath can be seen from his mouth, and his chest is still. You reach and force one eye open, but it is dark and unseeing. You notice that the drow's hairline is further receded, and the once nearly hidden blotches of red tissue along Sarith's forehead are now quite prominent. Eldeth begins to sob as she sees the confirmation on Grimnir's face. Though not visible, you all sense the sadness of Stool as well, through the telepathic spores.
"They came outta nowhere... If we hadn't been in such a hurry. Ach,"whispers Eldeth, wiping a dirty sleeve across her face to wipe away tears.
About this time, Belwar arrives, followed by Bupiddo from the rickety ladder. Eldeth and Derendil look startled. "Bupiddo! We thought you and Hemeth were lost to the spiders. How did you survive?"exclaims Derendil, then seeing no one else come up the ladder, "Did Hemeth not make it with you?"
"Afraid not," says Bupiddo flatly, "but our friends here managed to save me from the webs. Maybe because that one's friends with a spider." The derro points at Oorr and Zippy.
Before anyone has a chance to respond, there's a sudden gasp, and then a vicious fit of gasping as Sarith comes to life. "But, ye were dead!" exclaims Eldeth, "Grimnir! What did you.. how did yo.."her voice trails off.
"I... I was adrift.. I don't know where.. but I'm here. I feel... fine. Really, I'm fine," says Sarith, slowly sitting up brushing slime a dirt from his shirt. He sees Stool, and the myconid sprout jumps excitedly, leaping into Sarith's arms. Sarith embraces the small mushroom as best he can, then gently sets him down.
"This was quite a battle. Perhaps we should fine a place to rest," suggests Derendil. Oorr, who was already scouting ahead, has found a path, not very well traveled, but with good places to set up camp for the evening, something that can be well guarded to let everyone rest.
(OOG Anyone near Sarith, please roll a Perception check. Non magical, in case that matters.)
Belwar, you notice about this time that Bupiddo is cowering at the bottom of the cliff, twisting his hands, and mumbling to himself.
"Bupiddo," I ask, tersely and just a bit irately, "is there something else wrong?"
"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both" -- allegedly Benjamin Franklin
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Valrish runs up to the grick that the others are fighting, and tries to push it off too. (Attack spent like a Shove).
STR Athletics check: 22
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STR Check: 5
But it can't withstand the force as Valrish tosses it over the cliff edge. The Grick falls the 70 feet, unable to grab anything on the way down. It lands with a squelching crunch on the ground below. (Fall damage (for fun): 23)
"No, nothing's the matter. Are they done up there? I'd really like to get to Gracklstugh sometime this century!"
"One of those things left." Interesting.
"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both" -- allegedly Benjamin Franklin
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Initiative Order:
21 Grimnir
18 Valrish
09 Belwar
08 Gricks
04 Oorr
00 Eldeth/Derendil/Sarith/Stool
Oorr: "Now down and to the left about 5 feet, but be careful not to hit Derendil!"
Me: "How's that?"
Derendil: "He said not to hit me! Be more careful next time!"
Me: "One--I was being careful; two--you're not dead; and three--hopefully, there won't be a next time!"
Out of Character(s): Moving flaming sphere as described. 6 damage. Finally got the map working again.
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Dex save vs sphere: 22
The grick dodges direct impact with the sphere, but singes the side of its had slightly. Thinking the sphere is coming from Derendil, it lunges at him:
Tentacle Attack: 22 Damage: 8
After latching on to his face, the grick then bites at the quaggoth with its beak:
Bite Attack: Attack: 17 Damage: 6
Derendil screams in pain, clutching at his face, and the grick that is fastened there.
Initiative Order:
21 Grimnir
18 Valrish
09 Belwar
08 Gricks
04 Oorr
00 Eldeth/Derendil/Sarith/Stool
"Now, Zippy!"
Zippy leaps rapidly toward the last monster and bites at it:
Attack: 17 Damage: 6 + 7 acid damage on a failed DC 12 CON save, or half as much damage on a successful one.
Oorr stands besides his multi-legged companion.
Con save: 11
Zippy jumps on the grick, biting into it with his fangs. acid seeps into the body of the grick and it goes limp, dropping off of Derendil's face, leaving him prone on the ground, breathing heavily.
(End combat)
"Ah Zippy, good boy..."
"Is anyone all right?"
Derendil recovers, seemingly no longer in a hazey rage. "My... oh my. How terrible," he says.
Eldeth is sobbing slightly over the body of Sarith, as stool looks hopelessly on. "I can't hear him anymore," says the sprout sadly, unable to reach Sarith's mind with his spores.
"It is gone Eldeth. We can only honour his memory getting safely to Glacksguth."
Oorr also recovers his magical dagger and tries to get some sense of which direction they must take (Survival 14).
I climb the rickety ladder, taking as long as it takes to not have to roll, and remind myself to figure out a flight spell of some sort.
"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both" -- allegedly Benjamin Franklin
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Valrish ends his rage, a bit down for not being able to as much as damage the last grick. He realizes what has happened to Sarith, and goes over to the main group. "What Oorr says is true. We can't stop to mourn for long if we want to be able to reach a safe place. Or safer, at least." He sighs, thinking about how he still hasn't been able to sleep peacefully since he entered the Underdark.
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Grimnir is trying to check if he can help Sarith or if the drow soul has left his body...
Medicine 20
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Grimnir examines Sarith closely. No sing of breath can be seen from his mouth, and his chest is still. You reach and force one eye open, but it is dark and unseeing. You notice that the drow's hairline is further receded, and the once nearly hidden blotches of red tissue along Sarith's forehead are now quite prominent. Eldeth begins to sob as she sees the confirmation on Grimnir's face. Though not visible, you all sense the sadness of Stool as well, through the telepathic spores.
"They came outta nowhere... If we hadn't been in such a hurry. Ach," whispers Eldeth, wiping a dirty sleeve across her face to wipe away tears.
About this time, Belwar arrives, followed by Bupiddo from the rickety ladder. Eldeth and Derendil look startled. "Bupiddo! We thought you and Hemeth were lost to the spiders. How did you survive?" exclaims Derendil, then seeing no one else come up the ladder, "Did Hemeth not make it with you?"
"Afraid not," says Bupiddo flatly, "but our friends here managed to save me from the webs. Maybe because that one's friends with a spider." The derro points at Oorr and Zippy.
Before anyone has a chance to respond, there's a sudden gasp, and then a vicious fit of gasping as Sarith comes to life. "But, ye were dead!" exclaims Eldeth, "Grimnir! What did you.. how did yo.." her voice trails off.
"I... I was adrift.. I don't know where.. but I'm here. I feel... fine. Really, I'm fine," says Sarith, slowly sitting up brushing slime a dirt from his shirt. He sees Stool, and the myconid sprout jumps excitedly, leaping into Sarith's arms. Sarith embraces the small mushroom as best he can, then gently sets him down.
"This was quite a battle. Perhaps we should fine a place to rest," suggests Derendil. Oorr, who was already scouting ahead, has found a path, not very well traveled, but with good places to set up camp for the evening, something that can be well guarded to let everyone rest.
(OOG Anyone near Sarith, please roll a Perception check. Non magical, in case that matters.)
219OOC: I don't think it matters, but thanks for mentioning it.
Still OOC: The dice roller broke. That first roll didn't parse until I added the second one. You choose which one to use.
"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both" -- allegedly Benjamin Franklin
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(Rolling just in case I get a tasty crit) 9
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