laid back apocalypse

"You knew I'd win!" Ebele chimes in a whisper as she's swept off down the hall with Hawke. She was ready to throw paper with the assumption that he'd naturally go rock. The monk was definitely quieter on her feet than the druid when he was in his humanoid form, but she was just as guilty as him for whispering to each other while they made their way down the hall instead of communicating telepathically like they should.

Hawke would guide Ebele to the first door on the left. She'd press her ear against it and she'd be able to confirm that the room was empty before trying to the door. "Psst. It's locked." Taking a closer look, Hawke would be able to confirm that one could easily open the iron hasp and pin arrangement to get in. As he looked though, Ebele snuck forward. "How far does this hall go..."

Map

Ebele found a turn in the hallway. She'd pause to listen, long enough for Hawke to notice she slipped away from his side. So far there was no sign of patrol, but something in her mind kept telling her it should be any time. She'd raise a hand to make an advance gesture.

"I hear water again..." The blonde would whisper when Hawke would join her. He'd be able to confirm for her that there was a stream with a bridge to the east, but he'd also remind her there was a door ahead. The druid would then lead her across the hall.

This time Hawke would review the door at the same time Ebele would press her ear against the wall. It wasn't locked. "I hear snoring." Keeping his eye on her and the end of the hall, he'd make sure she wouldn't scurry off on him again. "Shh..." She'd shush him even if he didn't say anything, reaching out to cover his mouth. The druid would see her brows knit in concentration. The monk would place her other hand against the wall close to her face. It'd be feint, but she'd feel a rumble or scraping, as if a door was being open. To the east.

Ebele's head would lean towards Hawke. Finally remembering his psychic abilities, she'd try thinking to him. Someone's opening another door to this room...

Map Update

Interaction Time!
(Other players looking down the hall would be able to see Ebele's gesture after their review of the first/eastern door. PCs and NPCs would be free to advance. There are a couple options available.)

Stealth Check: DC10
(Required if you go beyond the east door and/or you attempt to open the East door)

Stealth Check: DC15
(To go beyond where Ebele/Hawke are and/or to open the Northern door.)

Roll Call: Anyone!

Kerric:

Moving up to the door on the west wall, Kerric draws his blade but tries to stay relatively quiet.  Lathna moves up with him, crossbow out, but staying behind him so others can pass on the right if they so desire.

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker moves forward, slipping past the door and trying to keep up with Hawke and Ebele.  As he passes Kerric he waves at Anya to stay with him.

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker Stealth : 20

Anya Stealth : 4

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker naturally slips into the shadows and in his prowess, moseys his way on by Ebele and Hawke to look a little further down the hall when...

Crack.

"SON OF A SEA HAG!" Anya had stubbed her toe, really hard. She caught it on the corner of the wall in her attempt to keep up with her mentor. Her voice echoed down the hall.

Snort. Huh?

Ebele sucks air in through her teeth as she hears the snoring behind the door come to a stop. Whoever was opening the door also stopped. Footsteps would begin to click along the ground and make their way around.

Familiar to you now, a pair of Crushing Wave Reavers round the corner with a Priest in toe. She grins wickedly. "My. My."

Initiative!
Ra: 10 | Rb: 3 | Rc: 5 | Rd: 8 | Priest: 17

Ebele: 9

Roll Call: All!

Kerric Initiative:  17

"We were doin' so well too!"

Hawkie Initty: 14

"Here we go again!" WIth that, Reghys beams a bright smile at Orric and rushes off into the corridor.

7 for Orric and Reghys

Xalkas initiative: 3

Xalkas coming hurrying down the hall after hearing Anya’s loud exclamation… Just behind his new bodyguard that is. 

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker stands up straight out of his crouched "sneaking pose" and just looks back at Anya with a "really?" sort of look. 

Initiative T'chal'fronack'zcinicker & Anya : 7. 

Anya returns T'chal'fronack'zcinicker’s look with one of her own. Then she mutters under her breath. “Yo momma…”

Initiative
H | K | E | Rc | Rd | Rb | T | R | P | X | Ra

Roll Call: Hawke, Kerric and Ebele!

Kerric and Lathna:

Having pulled even with the door on the western wall, Kerric is able to quickly move the rest of the way up the hall and around the bend, ending his movement just to Ebele's southwest.  Lathna follows just behind him, her crossbow still drawn and ready.  They both prepare ranged attacks for the first foe who comes around the corner.

Kerric's Readied Firebolt:  Attack: 23 Damage: 13

Lathna's Readied Crossbow Bolt:  Attack: 24 Damage: 12

“Alright,” Hawke begins, digging into his rock pouch. “Don’t disappointment me now, stones!”

BA - Casting Magic Stone on da rockies
Action - Chucking a stone at the priest - Attack: 24 Damage: 6

Initiative
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Hawke rocks the Priest's world, practically skipping his stone across her chest and leaving quite the welt. Having stopped her in her tracks, the Priest's face was a mix of shock and hurt.

Initiative
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Kerric takes the opportunity to advance with Lathna, strategically placing himself ahead and closest to the approaching cultists. He opens up with an immediate bolt of fire, accurately scorching his target.

In a bit of a haste to keep up with her mentor, Lathna's bolt fires wide of her target. Thuk. The bolt hits the wall and clatters to the floor.

Initiative
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"Oh!" As if a light bulb went off, Ebele turns her head to Nayreen who's been keeping close. "For those not proficient in getting rocks off..." She draws a few darts to hand to the woman. "Here. Try these." The blonde would offer a sheepish smile. "I should have shared these with you earlier." She'd admit. "Nothing like learning on the job. Right?"

Nayreen would nod to Ebele. Then after an awkward pause of silence she'd realize her mentor wouldn't of saw her communication. "Uh. Right." She'd accept the darts.

"Pro tip, stick them with the pointy end." Ebele's head dips as if she's winking. She holds up the dart, hopefully facing the right way.

"So like lawn darts, but fun when someone loses an eye?" Nayreen blurts. Looking up she blinks, eyes going from the monk to the druid. She'd clear her throat.

Ebele would try to stifle a snort and nudges Hawke.

Eventually, the pair would prepare. They rear their darts and let them fly, aiming for the same target Hawke hit.

On Priest
Ebele Attack: 11 Damage: 4
Nayreen Attack: Attack: 13 Damage: 4

Initiative
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The door next to Hawke and Ebele open. Two sleepy looking Reavers blink and share a look of confusion. They could swear they just witnessed the women throw darts down the hallway. Having been woken up on the wrong side of the bed, both of them grumble and narrow their eyes. The reavers take hold of their respective weapons, brandishing them for attacks.

With sword and board in hand, they lash out against the monk while their companion simply draws their single blade to wield with both hands against the tall one next to her.

On Ebele
Attack: 10 Damage: 3

On Hawke
Attack: 21 Damage: 3

Map Update
(May have taken a few liberties here for positioning set up)

Initiative
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On of the Reaver's down the hallway break way, charging down the hall. Holding the familiar sharktoothed sword in hand, they attempt to drive it into the elven warrior in front of them.

On Kerric
Attack: 7 Damage: 11

Initiative
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Roll Call: T'chal'fronack'zcinicker and Reghys

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker mutters to Anya, "Hey...Sea Hag...shoot the priest." 

He fires a bolt at the priest as he says this.    Attack: 29 Damage: 14 

Anya looks back at him with big eyes, "Did you just call me a SEA HAG?!"  For a moment....just a moment...the tip of her crossbow rises up and edges towards T'chal'fronack'zcinicker....but then she scrunches her face in anger and swings it towards the priest....    Attack: 9 Damage: 11

Initiative
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The Priest flicks her hand up and summons an invisible barrier that deflects the monks darts but it was no match for the tiefling's bolt. As for Anya... well. She tried.

Initiative
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Roll Call: Reghys

Reghys looks at the unfolding conflagration and whispers, almost below their breath: "Damnation! I'm running on dry here... well, I guess it's time to get creative" Looking to Orric, they smile and say: "Follow my lead"

The bard casts a quick glance down the hall towards the reavers, or rather the wall behind them, before ducking into cover and focussing their mind on a minor illusion. Suddenly, everyone hears the low rumbling of a loud explosion seemingly coming from deeper within the complex. As the sound rolls through the chamber, a panicked voice shouts "Oh gods, the stores!!" Only those watching Reghys see that it is in fact them throwing their voice and imitating a further Reaver. 

Deception to sell the illusion: 17 or minimum of 19

Orric, sensing the opening, drops to a knee and fires into the throng of Reavers, using the confusion to maximum effect.

20 vs Priest, advantage because of the distraction? If no, discount the advantage and the sneak attack damage (the 2nd roll). If yes, the bolt does 6 damage.

Initiative
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Priest Perception: 9 
(If she somehow manages to see through the deception, Orric wouldn’t get adv. and her shield would block the arrow. Otherwise it’d hit)

Initiative
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Gritting her teeth the priest takes hold of her staff. She’d begin to chant and then slams her staff onto the ground. The temperature begins to drop. The air feels cold and damp. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip drop. And in the blink of an eye a sleet storm erupts in the adventurer’s corner of the hallway, obscuring their vision and threatening to knock them off their feet. The cultist priest then positions herself back around the corner out of sight.

Casting: Sleet Storm Dex DC 13 or be knocked prone.

Initiative
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Roll Call: Xalkas!

T'chal'fronack'zcinicker Dex save vs DC 13: 23

Anya Dex save vs DC 13 : 10

The tiefling holds up a hand over his face at the sudden frigid storm and steps backwards onto a suddenly slippery surface, sending him flopping to the ground with a heavy thud. Anya looks over and points, and issues a loud, "HA!".  But the motion of pointing sends her off balance and she also crashes into the ground.  

Kerric Dexterity Save:  13

Lathna Dexterity Save:  20

Kerric:

Slipping and falling in the face of the reavers, Kerric is somewhat thankful for the cover provided by the sleet storm.  Lathna, however, maintains her feet, though she can see little to shoot at through the storm.

OOC:  According to the spell description, this happens at the start of Kerric's and Lathna's turn.