The next morning found the group up early as the thought of talking to 'Payday' Teedum, The front man/enforcer of Thuldrin Kreed and The Lumber Consortium in Falcons Hollow, was preeminent in their minds.

Rennick, Nomerendal, Arell had met 'Payday' before under very differing circumstances.

Boss Teedum as the Consortium Members called him, was an arrogant bull of a man who had a ready fist for anyone disobeying Consortium Wishes. He was the worst sort of human who had seen his share of brawls and knew how to 'bring the pain' to any unwise enough to cross his path. A bull of a man, whose speed was contrary to his size. His nick name of Payday, wasnt because he paid money to people...but he'd give them Payback....

Usually if something could be pointed at how The Consortium had hurt someone...Payday wasn't far behind it.


The Sitting Duck was merely empty and all the gossip was on the missing shipment. Never had a shipment.gone this long....never...
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As the others wandered off to find their beds, Nomerendal stayed up, mingling with the dwindling crowd, taking a turn or two or three at plucking out a tune, telling a story, or even singing bits of the Ballad of the Well he was working on. Too tired to sleep, he sat at a booth with his feet up on the bench, staring at the heavy-beamed ceiling.

"The life of an adventurer," Nom mused, unable to suppress a wide smile. "Not the start I would have imagined, but time will tell if this is really a beginning or just an unlucky coincidence of which I played a part..." He glanced over at his pack, sitting in its place by his stool across the room, but now some of the newness was worn off. He smiled again.

As Jarlene finished wiping up the tables and packing trays of mugs back to the kitchen, she felt a strange sensation as Nomerendal's spell was slowly released. She turned to see the little bard leaned back against the wall... asleep and snoring softly...

~~~

"Well, let's see how this goes. Maybe Boss Teedum'll be in a cooperative mood this morning!"

Nom tried to sound hopeful, but the wince on his face betrayed him.

In reply to Nomerendal Tunespinner (msg # 2):

Eldrin rose early and made his way to a small field where he was able to setup a small target and practice his archery. It was nothing like the heat of battle but he knew that muscle memory and instinct were the difference between life and death.

He returned to the inn to meet the others and kept his eyes open to see the signs of the change of life in this little village. The missing shipment was clearly weighing on many.

OOC: 23:24, Today: Eldrin Loralana rolled 20 using 1d20+7.  Perception.

Rennick had been guarding the paper mill since midnight.
OOC: in the previous thread, I wrote that Rennick retired after a little conversation with the guards which occurred in the afternoon. So he slept from 16:30 till 23:30 and then he had some dinner and went on guard duty, which is his job.
He saw the people getting to work in the morning and thought that the work would end within a couple of days if no wood would be coming anymore from the lumber camps.
Rennick's shift would end at 9 o'clock.
Rennick thought that he and some other guards would be called by Payday or another manager of the consortium, because the missing shipment had to be sought and possibly recovered. As far as he knew Payday, Rennick suspected that Payday wouldn't go to the lumber camp himself. He would put pressure on the guards to go investigate and he would pay them just a very small bonus for danger, or none at all. But Rennick now knew that the forest was full of dangers, satyrs, zombies, etc.
So Rennick had told the other guards, whom he was working with, that it would be dangerous to go to the lumber camp and that they should get at least three months' pay extra on top of their normal wages if they were going to look for the missing shipment.

Dorak arose feeling much restored. His mind was active after the stimulating conversation with Arell, explaining of Droskar the fallen smith, who tried to cheat his way to the rewards that others traditionally earned. The conversations had gone long into the night, punctuated by a few ales. Dorak was feeling just fine.....

As the group gradually formed in the Sitting Duck, Rennick looking wide awake from just coming off Guard Duty. Nomerendal, sitting enjoying a sweet roll and some hot spiced tea. Dorak eying the meat pies and sipping some black Tea. Coffee couldn't be found except in the larger cities. Eldrin had a cup of tea in front of him too. Arell hadn't arrived from his room at the court, and Fidget and Francis always seemed to awake later.

Rennick sat down next to Nomerendal and said to him:
"Hey Rendal, have you slept well? I saw you here at midnight, sleeping in here, which cannot have been very comfortable, can it?"
Rennick ordered some sandwiches and a pot of tea and quietly ate his breakfast.

Then he addressed Nomerendal again:
"Have you got any plans for today? Let's think about the missing shipment. What's Kreed or Payday going to do about that?
I'm not sure of this, but I think there may be a request, later today, for me and some others to speak to a manager of the Consortium about the missing shipment of lumber.
And suppose that manager asks for a group of intrepid adventurers to investigate, would you be willing to go with us?"
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Francis descended the stairs. It was clear that he was cranky (well...crankier than his usual self) but admittedly less cranky than yesterday morning. Seems like he was adjusting to this whole "waking up before noon" thing.

He slumped down into an open seat at the table and tried to spread his silent foul mood as much as he could. After a few moments however he stopped chewing in mid-bite and said "Ya know, it just occurred to me. This is the second day I've been in this...place, and I've yet to see any parades in my honor. Or even a trace of a reward for my selfless heroic deed. WTF!!!" he slammed his toast against the table in protest (which did little more than bounce off and fall on the floor).
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Dorak says in amusement "Lad, parades are reserved for great warleaders and nobles. Ye are neither. No scientist ever had the accolades of the common people, since most folks never understand what science or natural philosophy is about. And you're just not high enough in social status to rate any consideration. So put on some humility. Besides, 'selfless' and 'rewards' should never be in the same sentence. Makes you look like an egotistical fake. And we know there's nothing fake about you."

"Besides, the only reward for a job well done is more work." Arell said as he shambled in.

Apparently today was also his day off.  If he got back on Moon-day and his files were misplaced there would be several levels of hell to pay.

About that time the doors banged open from the outside and filling the doorway, was the mountain of a man, Paydon 'Payday' Teedum. Arms like small trees. Knuckles so scarred they looked like rocks. A face that looked like it was chiseled from the rocks dwarves mined in. A Nose that had broken so many times that it permanently looked like a knuckle on one of his big hands.

His voice sounded gravelly and no nonsense as he said loudly Rennick. Where ya at lad. I needs ta see ya. he stood in.the doorway allowing his eyes to adjust to the dimmer interior before he moved into the room. Here was a man who took stock of everything before hurrying.

When the bull busted through the barn door, Nomerendal glanced over at Eldrin with a smile playing about his thin lips. He shrugged at Rennick's question and poked his chin in Payday's direction.

"Sure, I suppose fishing can wait 'til tomorrow..." He faked a tremendous sigh. "I think there's someone looking for you, but that mountain that just walked through the door is blocking my view of whom it might be."

Francis shot Torah a glare, "I am a noble and the unwashed plebs don't need to know how I did it, bottom line is I saved their worthless hides!" Francis looked for something else on the table to slam in protest. Couldn't find anything, so he disappeared below the table, "This is bullshit." He emerged with the same toast as before and threw it against the table again (with much the same results as last time).

Just then Paydon the human giant came in and after 1 look at him, Francis' eyes went as wide as gold coins and smiled so slyly it would put a goblin to shame. Big man = Small brain = Payday for Me.

Beaming with enthusiasm, friendship and good will, Francis greeted the man, "H.E.L.L.O. MY. NAME. IS. F.R.A.C.I.S." he spoke slowly and clearly and used hand gestures as communication aids. "CAN YOU SAY FRANCIS?"

This was going great! Francis could feel the money in his pocket already. The dimwit would be so greatful after hearing how Francis had saved everyone's life that he will probably give him everything he deserved (and probably more since slow people didn't generally know the true worth of things).

Edit: ninja'd
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'Payday' stared at Francis when he walked up and looked at the offered hand and cocked his head to one side as he heard what was said.sure i can understand yur name Francis. don know why ya care if i do. the ways i hears it, most folks dont want me knowin em.

But im not here fur you kid. If I was you'd knows it. So be scarce. In here for Rennick.

Eldrin caught Nomerenal's glance and nodded knowingly.

He couldn't help but smirk at the childish outbursts from Francis. That boy needed more than a few lessons but it was clear they would have to come from another source.

He quietly watched to see if Rennick would take charge and address Payday himself.

Rennick stood up and said:
“Here I am, master, I’m certain that you want to do something about the missing shipment,right?
If that’s what you came for,then you, master can speak with all of us.
These guys are the ones who’ve shown bravery when looking for the ingredients for the cure.
So they can be trusted “
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Boss Teedum walked towards the table, ignoring Francis and looking at the group. He nodded once at Arell. Smirked at Nomerendal and Fidget. Cocked his head to the side and looked at Dorak and Eldrin.

of course Rennick. Ive heard what you all did to save our water source and of course the citizens of this town. The Boys. Wanted to know Rennick if you'd want to lead a crew out to camp 3 for us to find out what the delay is and fix the problem for us?
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Rennick answered: "That would be a dangerous mission, master Teedum, one not to be entered lightly.
We've seen and tracked some dangerous creatures in the forest and on our search for ingredients we lost three good people.
So to make this excursion to the lumber camp, which may have been assailed by powerful beings, we would need adequate equipment.
I think the boys would like to discuss the terms with you, the equipment they want to take and a few other important matters, which .. "

Rennick started to sum up, but looked at the others for suggestions:
"which include a good strong longbow made of dark wood for Eldrin, the elf here, and ehh..."
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The little Gnome spell caster, climbs up on the table and walks over to the side closest to Payday Teedum. So that she was now only a foot and a half shorter then him.What we really need Mr Payday, is free access to the High Market for our entire group, a source to purchase spell scrolls,and financial compensation for solving your lumber camp problem. We'll need to make money, if we are to continue being one of the consortium's tools. So we can pay for the equipment we'll need to preform the work your sending us on.

After speaking the little Gnome woman crosses her ams under her breasts and asks, So what will it be are we all going shopping or are you going to the lumber camp?
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If ever there was a time for the subtle manipulations he'd inherited as part of his distant fey ancestry, this was it. Nom stepped up onto the table next to Fidget, put and arm around her small shoulders and began to speak in that sing-song like manner of rhythm and rhyme which allowed his magic to work.

"As a party, we're quite BOLD,
Through Darkwood forest deep and COLD,
We need High Market to spend our GOLD,
We'll find yer logs, our trust you HOLD,
We'll bring'em back where they'll be SOLD..."


OOC: Casting Charm Person on Payday...

OOC: Does Rennick notice that a spell is cast by Rendal? I'm not trying to identify what spell, but to see whether he knows that a spell is being cast at all.
08:22, Today: Rennick Hitman rolled 7 using 1d20.  Wis or Int check to notice spell.

As Rennick started to 'negotiate' the terms for investigating Boss Teedum raised a hand as if to quiet the guard saying simply you obviously dont understand. this wasnt a request.

Then as Fidget jumped up on the table and crossed to stand near Boss Teedum and explained they merely wanted access to the High Market before they left and possibly to talk to that hermit of a wizard in his tower he grinned HaHaHaHa. I like yur pluck. if thats all you want to do before you head out of course we will let you seek some supplies.

Then Nomerendal jumped up next to her and started singing...his smile quickly went to a frown and his hand shot out and grabbed the gnomish bard by the throat and he pulled him across the table to put his face very close to the gnomes. ill have nun a yur shenanigans Bard. you take me fir a fool?!.

Releasing Nomerendal with a slight shove, the gnome nearly went over the edge of the table.

normally id beat you 6 days from Oathday. but Im feelin generous today. this is 1. there wont be a second. try that agin on me an youll be fish food before you can blink. If all you need is access to High Market, consider it done. I'll pass the word. Do any a you have anything else to add? And Rennick...remember who pays you, before you find yourself on the wrong side of things.




07:29, Today: DM Dread rolled 28 using 1d20+8.  Paydays save Vs charm DC 15. 07:32, Today: DM Dread rolled 23 using 1d20+8.  CMB for grab Vs. Nomerendal CMD 11.
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Rennick was astonished by Teedum's attack on Nomerendal and didn't understand it at first.
He thought about it, while bowing down to help Nomerendal by extending his hand, asking:
"Are you alright, Rendal?"
His conclusion was that Rendal must have done something to anger Teedum, but he didn't know what exactly.
Moreover, Rennick thought that his salary as guard wasn't sufficient to deal with such a dangerous undertaking,
but he decided not to bring up that issue now, because he didn't want an open conflict with Teedum here and now.
So he just waited for the reactions of the others.

Arell watches the proceedings with a face like stone.

He Did Not Like Teedum, not an itty bitty bit, and this particular exchange was just another example of why.  The damn ogre was always hurting something, even when he didn't have to...especially when he didn't have to.

Of course, Rendal walked right into it with his stupid tricks, so while he thought Teedum's response was overblown, he couldn't fault the reasoning behind it.

"You've made your point, Teedum," Arell says, voice civil and cold, "It's too early to get thrown out of the tavern.  Let it go."

Nom struggled to his feet with a mixture of wincing grimace and sheepish grin. "Heh. Jus-ouch! Just a bit of tune is all Boss Teedum, didn't mean anything by it..." The gnome rubbed at a bruise.

Rennick knew that boss Teedum was a dangerous man, who could punish the employees of the Consortium in terrible ways, if they didn't follow the orders.
But on the other hand, boss Teedum had always been good to those guards who did what they had been told to do.
So Rennick said: "I will go to lumber camp 3 and solve this problem with the missing shipment, master.
Of course, I don't answer for the others here, they're free to do as they like.
I think we need a wagonmaker who can repair wagons. For I think that when we find the missing wagons,
they'll be broken in one way or another. So it will only be possible to bring them back if we can repair them on the spot.
Can you send a wagonmaker with us, master Teedum?"

In reply to Nomerendal Tunespinner (msg # 26):

Eldrin moved behind Nomerendal and helped him to his feet. He’d been smiling at Fidget’s gumption but that smile had been wiped away by Payday’s treatment of Nomerendal. Now a stern, distant look was on his face when he spoke up saying, "I will go. And though a carpenter may be required, only send one if he or she is willing to risk his or her life in the woods and can help in a fight..."

"Give me the right tools and I could fix the world" Francis chimed in from his sulking corner.

"Opening the High Market is a start. Tell me, payday. How does one but a building in town. I'm thinking of starting a smithy." Dorak asks.

Boss Teedum watched the group file from the restaurant watching them intently.

When he was asked about sending a wagoneer with them, and Francis spoke up quickly he said looks like you got someone already.

Then to Dorak he answers You handle this issue and we can set up a time to speak to Master Kreed and Im sure we could make arrangements...

The perky little Gnome girl walks up to Dorak and slips her arm through his. Hey there Fuzzy Face you wanna be my shopping buddy? Then in a very serious whispered voice,Mister Fellhammer we need to talk, in private.

Nomerendal kept quiet... which may have been a first, but his attempt to 'grease the wheels' had backfired terribly, and though he was amazed that Boss Teedum was agreeable after that, the gnome didn't wish to make matters worse. Instead, he gave Eldrin a shrug and tried to fade into the general business of the tavern.

"Not so smooth there Nom," he muttered to himself. "You'd better practice a bit before you try that again..."

~~~

He waited for the Log Boss to leave and then joined his companions.

"Sorry everyone, didn't realize Payday would take such a dislike to my rhyme!"

"I still need the actual tools to actually do it"

Rennick was getting frustrated by the interjections of the group.
First, he had asked for a strong dark wood bow, but then Fidget had nullified that request by speaking about 'free access to..."
Now he had asked for a wagonmaker and the elf and half elf had nullified that request by their interjections.
So, Rennick wasn't going to ask for anything anymore. If the others wanted to frustrate him, let them take care of it themselves.

Dorak takes the arm of the adorable Gnome and answers gallantly "My pleasure, milady. Let's see if there are any goods we can buy to improve our fortunes. Rennick, c'mon. Perhaps the high market has what you seek." He guides the Gnome lass past Payday and towards the High Market. He tells her "I have Tarack's building to stay in. We can have a private conversation either before or after market. Whichever you prefer."

The party makes their way from The Sitting Duck to the wooden gates of high town, where the guards allow entry after gaining permission and the group finds themselves in the small hilltop surrounded by a wooden palisade with buildings surrounding a central courtyard. Kreeds Manor could be seen to the left of the gate with 2 Consortium Guards out front. A low squat mossy stone tower was on the north edge, a slim dark haired teen left it and headed to Kreeds where a chubby teen met him after a few and the two started joking around as they headed for the gate.

Towards the east side of the hill was a group of wagons that were the Lumber Consortium owned caravanserai. Falcons Transport. Nearby the High Market was just opening up.

heres how we will do this. if theres something you are looking for thats 10 Gold to 1000 Gold there's a 25% chance it's available now. Otherwise you can place an order and it'll be here in a week
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Eldrin walked through the market and surveyed the work that had been done using darkwood. After a while he'd heard and seen enough to know that there was a fletcher of some skill in the middle of the market. He made his way to his area and though the man had many bows and arrows, he didn't seem to have one that was made perfectly for Eldrin.

They spent some time discussing it and Eldrin tested out different pieces of wood and the fletcher told him, "When you get back, I'll have a bow made to your particular style and shooting strength."

Eldrin nodded, saying "Thank you, and I would love to learn more about the arrows you make as well."

Dorak looks through the market offerings. As suspected, there was little in the way of armor, and no darkwood shields. But he looks for a few steel bands and raw darkwood, both of which should be in stock. From those, he himself could craft a darkwood shield with the tools he had at hand.

11:50, Today: Dorak Fellhammer rolled 44 using 1d100.  Darkwood Shield.

Rennick looks for horses and finds a light combat-trained horse.
He says to the merchant: "Is this horse combat-trained? And do you sell it with riding saddle and bit and bridle?"
Rennick looks at the horse carefully, trying to see if it is hurt or sick.

OOC: 17:56, Today: Rennick Hitman rolled 16 using 1d100.  Light combat-trained horse.
So it should be available. 110 gp according to pathfinder rules.

Dorak finds the raw materials he needs. He pays the 86 gold and puts the materials away in his pack, where he can start work when he has the time.

Fidget and Dorak head towards the Stone Tower where the Town Wizard, reclusive Shavaros Vade resides.

Meanwhile Francis starts looking around while Rennick leads his newly obtained Horse from the Caravanserai area. Eldrin stands near Nomerendal and Arell as they walk around the marketplace of those merchants who've obtained favoured from The Consortium.

As Fidget and Dorak are approaching the Tower,After I'm finished with the wizard perhaps we can see if any healing can be purchased at the temple, be for we go to your place. Oh and by the way thank you for standing up for my people at the bar, I haven't told the rest yet but I am part fey.

After entering the small court yard fidget walks up to the door and knocks on it then turns to Dorak. I'm going to see if I can get a few scrolls, you can wait out here if you like, but I would feel a bit safer if you'd join me.
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In reply to DM Dread (msg # 42):

Rennick buys saddlebags and 40 lbs. of horse feed at the low market, so that his horse doesn't suffer starvation on their next mission.

OOC: saddlebags: these sturdy, weatherproof bags are draped over a saddle to add extra carrying capacity. Each side of a saddlebag can typically carry 20 pounds of items that can fit in the bags. Saddlebags do not increase the amount of weight a mount can carry; they merely give riders a place to stow their equipment.
Herbivore animal feed is listed as being 10 lbs. per day, cost 5 cp per day. So 40 lbs. is enough for 4 days and costs 2sp.
I'll make the changes on my character sheet.

In reply to Fidget Mossgrower (msg # 43):

Dorak responds "it was me pleasure. Humans have their blind spots when it comes to evil doings. Aye, I'll join ye inside." Dorak joins Fidget in entering the wizard's shop.

Francis asks around until he's directed to the person who sells some carpentry tools.

"Good day my fine sir," he greeted him very officially and even bowed a little. "I'm here to pick up a parcel, from The Consortium strictly for Consortium official business, which I assume was ordered by Mr.Payday for the benefit of Mr.Payday upon the completion of the task assigned to us personally by Mr.Payday, with which we cannot accomplish without," he said very very officially with his back so straight and his chest puffed out so much you'd think his nipples were attached to a pair of charging elephants. he paused for a moment then he broke the stance for a moment and half-laughingly poked the man in the side with his elbow "And that would not make Mr.Payday happy as I'm sure you can imagine, ha ha. None of us want that, ha ha. No siiiireeee.". It was a nervous kind of joking fun meant to dissolve tension, but not diminish gravity.

Francis was quite pleased with himself. It's just as his elocution professor had once told them, "If you want to be important, drop important names in your conversations,". Once. Francis felt like he had perhaps been too hasty in dropping that class after just 1 lesson, but at the time he had far more important fields of study to attend to and time was a finite resource.
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Dorak and Fidget reach the tower door. There is a brass knocker on the stout oak door in the shape of a demonic face.

The toolmaker looks at Francis and chuckles boyo, i been comin to high market for nigh onto 5 years and never...NEVER...once did the Consortium give ANYTHING free. and i really doubt Payday wouldve said that. whys dont we ask a guard to send fir him to see...or perhaps you mean he gave you permission to shop here as most dont and you want a little favorable consideration since you're working for the Consortium? Ehh?

Fidget boldly reaches out on grabs the knocker, then gives it four sharp wraps, then stands with arms crossed over her chest.

It doesnt take long for a dark haired disheveled man with a 3 day beard to appear. He looks out the door and then down to see Dorak and Fidget...Um.. Uh... Yes?

he stammers

"Oh dear," said Francis, but not in a way concerned for himself but rather as someone who had just seen someone get in trouble. "Well I never said for free, in all honesty I don't want the damn tools for myself anyway, I assumed the idea was to impart them upon me for the duration of the mission. But thank you for denying them, I am grateful to you sir for taking on my responsibilities" he vigorously shakes the man's hand in enthusiastic gratitude. Foreseeing confusion he decided to clarify "You see, the Consortium needs investigating what happened to the last shipment and if the problem was a broken wheel on the wagons someone to fix them. I foolishly pointed out that I could do it if I had the right tools, ^{I know, I'm an idiot}. Mr.Payday wants me to go there along with the investigation party and fix the thing, for FREE I might add, but if I can't be of service through no fault of my own since I don't have the tools nor means of acquiring them even though I have the skill, then I guess Mr.Payday will simply have to expend more resources, time and energy to hire someone from the Consortium and send them in my place. Once again, I am so glad you have released me of this burden. I'll be sure to notify Mr.Payday that the Consortium needs to make additional measures on your authority, or better yet why don't we have a guard do it, ^{that was a wonderful idea by the way!}" he turns his back on him for a moment "Guard? Guard! A word please!" then turns right back "What did you say your name was again? ^{Hm, better make this official as well.}"  Francis then pulls out a sheet of paper, ink and quill, sits down and starts righting an official looking document, "I'll need your signature at the bottom of this" he says absentmindedly without looking up as he drafted it.

Fidget's all dimples, bright smile and big green eyes when the wizard comes to the door. Good day Sir my name is Fidget Mossgrower. Excuse me for interrupting your day Mr wizard Sir. But I've been searching all over the town for any magic scrolls that could help me and my friends when we go out to fix things for the town. Like fixing the poison well, and now find out what happened to the Lumber jacks and shipment of lumber that have gone missing, and every one says the same thing. The only place you might find it is at Vade's Tower, or you'll have to go see Sharavos Vade for that .


Fidget pauses to let her request sink in. On our first mission I saw a flying reptile scoop up a man and his horse. Faced talking wolves, a giant spider,  Mist breathing chameleon lizard in a tree. and then got swallowed by a big pot. The little Talent and knowledge I have, where magic is concerned is clearly not enough. I don't want a handout and I have some money. I'm just trying to find a few scrolls that might help us survive our adventures.


Fidget swallows, I really hope you can help me Mr Sharavos Sir I have no where else to turn if you say no. I just know that well prepared or not, I'm going back out with my friends to investigate whats going on around here. In my heart I know the things we are trying to do are right, and some body needs to do them. If not us who?
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The Toolmaker was looking at Francis as if he was the absolute strangest person he'd ever seen.

This is an interesting turn of events. and one that Im absolutely sure would cause me some slight worry....except you arent aware how I got myself into The High Market...yasee Boyo, I was a lumberjack. Then one day, one of them big lumberhaulers broke down. I repaired the wheel just as you are sayin you are fixin to do now...but yasee fixin the wheel didnt get me this stall...it was my suggestion to Payday afterwards to keep a set of tools in each camp for wagon repair...and my donating 4 sets of tools to the Consortium for this very thing. So yasee, Ize knows the Consortium has those very tools at each camp, and one in the HQ over there, he points with his chin at a large hall-like structure next to Kreeds Manor. so Ize knows that Payday knows this...and wouldna be sendin some poppinjay to ask me for a set if he had any intention of actually givin them the set...because hes got a set already....


Meanwhile at the Tower the dark haired unwashed man looked down at the fey-like gnome, and blinked a couple times and said Im not sure what you might need...but Id be willing to sell you some of my meager stores. Im more of a research wizard than one who makes a living selling creations. What scrolls or potions are you hoping to find? defenses? attacks? general?

Rennick gives his composite longbow, which he inherited from his late father, to Eldrin Loralana,
saying: "You can use it during this mission, but I hope you'll take good care of it. It's a family heirloom, see the name 'Hitman'
is engraved at the top. May you vanquish many enemies with this bow, Eldrin!"

Eldrin bowed his head in gratitude saying, "Rennick, this is a fine bow, well made, strong pull. Thank you, I have known you but a few days, but you do me a great honor. I will care for this bow as if it were my mother's. Would you care to carry mine while I am in possession of yours?"

He said, "It is made from a tree from a grove in Kyonin. It is a piece of my home..."

Rennick answers: "Yes, I would like to use your bow for this mission. I thank you for offering it and I will take good care of it. As companions, we're only getting stronger if we dare to share."

Eldrin nodded and said, "Well said, Rennick. We'll need to work together as best as we all can on this mission. It is good to see such wisdom."

I'm not sure Sir, I'm not even sure what to look for or what we might face. I've heard there are spells that can burn or shock creatures or even put them to sleep, those are the offensive ones I've heard of. I could use some thing to help protect my self  I all most got eaten by a big pot last time.

I think I can help with a few scrolls that can defend yourself and I have 1 scroll that is good to burn something with.

Mage Armor- 175 Gold, Protection from Evil x2- 175 gold x2, and scorching ray. all at cl 7th.- 350 gold

Thank you kind Sir I'm not sure what we will face but I'm sure I'll find a use for all these spells Fidget counts out 850 gp pieces worth of platinum, gold and gems, then taking the scrolls she's ready to head off with the dwarf and have a serious talk.

The scrolls obtained Dorak and Fidget head back to see Arell and Nomerendal watching Francis talk to the toolmaker. Eldrin and Rennick have exited the high market and are on the way back to the Sitting Duck

Along the way, Dorak stops by a weapons dealer. After an animated discussion, Dorak pulls out some gold and platinum, and leaves the market somewhat lighter.

As they are walking Fidget starts asking around for healing potions, so her and Dorak might pick up a couple.

Dorak also inquires about scrolls of healing, being more economical.

After visiting the sole temple in town the group finds there is no availability of healing scrolls or potions at this time. The recent fears from the diseased depleted the reserves of the Small Temple.

The priests reassure them they will attempt to have some next visit for a slight donation of course.

Dorak nods, wondering why their own gods wouldn't grant them the simple Orison it took to cleanse the well. But he was too polite to ask (the HELL he was-). "Cleaning water and food is a simple Orison. Why didn't you do that yourselves?" he asks, curious.

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Combat Summary

Arell AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain


no need for any use of healing between the 1 pt from rest and what channels Dorak had left...everyone is full

Francis smiled at the merchant, "Well...I did say I assume. Nuance in words is important" As is plausible deniability, he thought to himself. And with that, having extracted more than enough information from the man for no cost, Francis left the man alone and straight for the "office" of Mr.Payday. And I use the word "straight" loosely for he had to ask some people for directions.

Upon arriving he was polite and in no way condescending (despite his personal opinion on the matter). "Good day, Mr.Payday, I'm just here to update you on our situation. We are wrapping up with preparations, the only thing that is left is the tools for the potential repairs of the wagons. I inquired as to a set at the high market and the gentleman there directed me to you, saying you would be providing them. If you do not have any then I'm afraid we will have to revert the plan back to its initial draft and you will have to hire and send additional hands for the potential repair of the wagons seeing as how without tools I cannot be of service. That is the end of my report, I bid you a nice day."

Arell spends a long time talking with the armorers.

It looks like most of the good stuff is out of his price range, he'd probably need another monastery's worth of treasure to afford it (not that he cared too much about that problem...it was only one more monastery).

It was the other things that were getting him down.  The time it would take, and that most anything he wanted, these guys just weren't willing to do.

He'd known all this in the back of his mind, but reputation sometimes changes things, and hope springs eternal...

He find the rest of the group and follows after, looking a little more sullen than usual.

"Well, that was productive." he grumbles under his breath.

About an hour after everyone leaves high market, they are rejoined by Dorak and Fidget. "Well, that was useful. I'll have to see if I can buy me an anvil next trip."

Payday sat at the desk in the Consortium HQ talking to a Foreman and glanced up at Francis and sighed heavily then listened to him talk...a dangerous low chuckle then he replied young man. do you presume to tell me my job? are you aware that you volunteered? and adfitionally said you could fix the wagons if they were damaged. at the time you volunteered there was no detail given that you needed anything until after you volunteered. Let me tell you what's going to happen. This isn't open to negotiation. You WILL go without any Consortium employees besides Rennick. You will fix the wagons if needed. You will handle the delay of lumber arriving. I'll hear no more sniveling from you about tools. I'll hear no more sniveling about needing help or.money or anything else. Should you opt to try and thwart me, I'd suggest leaving Andor by the quickest route...The Consortiums reach is far...and I don't think you are in a position to go against a corporation that could buy your measely life. Do I make myself clear?

"I WILL go on the mission, I am not withdraw my volunteering," Francis was quick to agree to show him he was on his side, "...but-" but "it is pointless without the tools to back up my skills. Even at the time when I offered my services, for free, I said and I quote "Give me the right tools and I could fix the world". I choose my words very carefully and those are the words that exited my mouth. I am by no means telling you how to do your job, for I am nether your employee, your councilor, much less your boss. Nor am I negotiating for anything, I am after all doing this for free and I personally by no means have use for wagon wright tools for that is not my occupation even if I have the skills for it. All I'm doing is just submitting a report, er, laying out the facts if you will. And the facts are, without tools, if the wagon is damaged, the only thing I will be able to do about it is convert oxygen into carbon monoxide. And no amount of persuasion, threats, beating me, or even a god himself, can change that. And if amending that is beyond your capability then I will not go against you and the Consortium, I will simply not go with you and the Consortium for it is simply beyond my capability to do so."
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Payday smirked at the youths choice of words. i thank you for your report then. now leave my office. You have a mission. Get to it!

Francis shrugged, bowed, and left to find the others.

ooc: Ok, I think we're good to go.

Rennick gathers the group outside the Sitting Duck inn.
He says: "I think we can speed up our travel a bit if the gnomes sit on my light warhorse. Would you like that, Fidget? In that way, we can go at human walking speed, I think."
Rennick offers to help them into the saddle.

Fidget's whole face lights up, Of course I want to ride your pony Ren. I've never been on a pony, does he bite ? What's his name ? Where did you get him ? Can I make him go ? How fast can he run ? As usual the little Gnome girl is gabbering away a mile a minute.

She bounces up to Ren to be lifted up on the horse, At the last second before he picks her up she says, Watch where you grab me mister, and no copping a feel. Then she smiles even bigger if that's possible and gives Rennick a playful wink. before letting him pick her up and put her on the horse. Then she looks down at Nomerendal. Your riding in the back cousin I'm driving.
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As the group gathered outside the Sitting Duck, a small group of citizens watched. Cheering as Arell and Nomerendal appeared...

"They get a parade, but I don't?"

Arell smiles and waves like a trained politician...which he was.

"They don't know you yet, Frank. he stage whispers to the other man, "And you haven't exactly endeared yourself to...anyone yet.  Give it time.  Your triumph will come eventually."

In reply to Francis Sighnd (msg # 78):

Rennick said to Francis: "You're not the only one who's ignored and, personally, I'm glad to be ignored. The praise of humans is worth less than shit. It only puts you in danger and they won't lift a finger to help you out."

Rennick answered Fidget: "Are you a bit ticklish? Wait, the ticklish nature of gnomes is very interesting, I would know more about that."
Rennick tickles Fidget in her side, once he's put her on the horse.

Arell's explanation did little to dampen Francis' indignation. Out of the corner of his mouth he snidely commented "I will not be mentioning any names, but it sounds to me like a certain bard hasn't been doing his job."

Out of the other corner of his mouth, he said to Rennick, "I won't bother explaining to you the intricacies of social currency, suffice it to say praise goes hand in hand with renown, and renown opens a lot of doors."

Eldrin is armed with Rennick's family bow and his long elven blade and is clearly ready to get a move on. He smiles at the way Rennick and Fidget seem to be getting along, it is good to see comradery. Meanwhile he watches with concern as Francis gets his feelers hurt once more by some perceived slight...

"I don't know about a parade but if you're wanting positive attention, getting this shipment of wood delivered will go a long way towards that. We got access to the market today, that's a good sign."

Fidget batting at Rens hands playfully as she let out a high pitched girlie squeal of delight. Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! finally getting him to stop.

Then frowning the gnome girl looks down at Ren. And scolds him. Your a very bad human man! She can only hold the serious look on her face for a couple seconds then her face turning bright red she grins and adds. And I Like bad boys!

Nom scrambled up behind Fidget on the pony, but strangely kicked his opposite leg over so that he was facing backwards, his back pressed up against that of his "cousin". Though unorthodox, it gave the little bard room to play a bit of music on his home-made lute as they road away from Sandpoint. He was in his own world it seemed, almost oblivious to much of what was taking place. He ignored Francis and Rennick entirely, focused instead on getting a certain series of notes just right and fiddling with one particular string that seemed to have a buzzing sound as if the turning peg was sloppy.


Blast from my growing-up crpg Past: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FeGurt1B3Y0

Rennick smiles at Fidget, who was calling him a bad boy.  But he stops tickling her when she's calling 'stop it, stop it...'.
After putting Nom on the light warhorse (not a pony), he led the group out of Falcon's Hollow on the road to camp 3.

The group looked at the city gates, and they were eager to be off. It was 10 hours to the furthest lumber camp. And it was late in the morning. They could leave now, rest on the road, and get at the camp mid morning the following day or they could push through arriving well after dark...

That was a decision for the road, so the entourage found themselves exiting Falcons Hollow; three of them for the 2nd time in a few days.

It was a warm spring day as they passed the well with the two consortium guards standing nearby nodding at the group as they passed. A hawk hovered high in the air looking for prey.

A handful of sparrows flew up off the ground where they pecked bugs out of the grass as the group approached.

It was pleasant. ....if not for the thought of why the Lumber Shipment hadn't arrived.
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Arell tromped along in his usual full gear.

This sounded like a sword-and-mail problem, and so Arell wanted to be prepared.

Of course, if this was a words and bureaucracy problem, he could handle that too.

"I don't know about you guys, but I don't see any particular cause for haste...unless we think something is horribly wrong out at the camp, my vote goes for taking the night and arriving in the morning."

Rennick answered:
"I agree with you Arell, let's not travel in the dark. We use the time to travel until it's too dark to see clearly into our surroundings. Then we make camp and make sure we guard it with good eyesight."

"Mmph" Francis just grunted indifferently, more interested in keeping 1 eye and most of his attention on a sketch in one of his books for inspiration while his mind went over possibilities and potential improvements to the design in question.

I agree with Renny, and Arell about stopping for the night, But I think we should stop at dusk so we have time to pick a suitable location and secure our sight before dark.

Fidget watches the brush for rabbits or wild turkeys, very small deer. something she can drop with one magic missile, so she can cook the party a meal when they stop.

Eldrin nods in agreement as well, "It seems like a consensus, we're camping tonight. And if we're camping, I'm more than happy to help hunt for our dinner. Or perhaps Rennick and I can do that once we've picked a spot to camp."

As the day wore on, the group did manage to snag a couple quail, a rabbit and a few squirrels to cook up at camp. A search of the area brought some tubers, radishes, berries, and some natural herbs...setting up camp in the rolling hills between the Darkwood and Falcons Hollow...once again thoughts turned to how the apparent peace could change so drastically within a handful of miles.

Guards set the night sounds show nature is still alive. The cool night air and slightly sore muscles bring sleep quickly.

i need an 8 hour watch cycle please discuss quickly and post first while post on the 8 hours is what I'll run with

Francis decided to take 1st watch and he was, lets be honest here, a terrible guard. He spent his shift with his nose burred in a book with his lamp-thing-gadget on his head. He might as well not have been there.
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Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

Dorak takes second watch (assuming the fool elf remembers to awaken him for his watch). Dorak's Darkvision pierces the gloom as he keeps vigilant.


Perception 19 on d20+8.

In reply to Dorak Fellhammer (msg # 95):

Eldrin takes the third watch, keeping his eyes and ears peeled for any signs of danger.

OOC: Perception - 21:17, Today: Eldrin Loralana rolled 24 using 1d20+7 ((17)).

Fidget will take the last watch she to has darkvision


20:37, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 22 using 1d20+4. Perception.

Rennick keeps Francis company during the first watch.
He's listening mainly, and will alert Francis regularly to his task of looking around for trouble.

The evening progresses uneventfully with Francis deep in his studies, and Rennick prowling the cap in the early evening, then Dorak is awoke in the latter evening who stalks the camp with a purpose...watching carefully. Noting a pair of hunting owls in the night sky, but little else..

Near the midnight hour, when the moon is high in the sky, the Dwarf wakes Eldrin who awakes out of Reverie quickly and picks up Rennick family now, testing the pull and stoicly taking guard as the Dwarf falls asleep quickly and his soft snores accompany the singing of a few night birds.

The watch is transferred to Arell as the moon begins to set and the Clerk who has shown his undaunting faith and proven himself gets up with a grown from his aching bones. Takes the guard shift and turns it over to the duo of gnomes before dawn as he turns his own attention to a couple more hours of shuteye before the day begins.

Nomerendal and Fidget take over as the sun begins to rise and the world comes alive with the dawning day.

They knew they'd arrive at the lumber camp shortly after noon....today would be another day of danger.

Eldrin had enjoyed his extended reverie and was glad that the watches had gone so uneventfully.

"Does any one have any final preparations needed before we arrive at the camp?"

Fidget gathers several large branches and stokes the fire, when shes got it going she takes a walk in the forest talking to the trees about what she's doing heading out to the lumber camp. Just a crazy nervous little gnome girl talking to her trees.

As breakfast is prepared, Dorak prays for blessings for the day. When he has spare time he works on a small piece of metal that will become the cross piece for his new shield.

In reply to Eldrin Loralana (msg # 100):

Rennick answers: "Other than feeding my horse? No, I don't need anything other than food and then I'm ready"
He uses one of the foor animal feed portions out of the saddle bags to feed the horse and provides some water for it to drink as well. Then he joins Fidget in preparing breakfast.

"I'm good." Arell adds in his usual gruff voice.

Fidget gathered up more of the roots and mushrooms from the night before along with the meat she had set aside, she quickly cooks up a filling morning stew for the group. After eating she helps Ren saddle and get the horses ready she is very interested in taking care of the mounts and spends more then a little time studying the saddles.

It's clear that the little Gnome has some thing on her mind, instead of the normal talkative bubbly Fidget. This morning she's reclusive and seems to be in a sullen quiet mood.
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The group took down their camp and headed out towards the lumber camp. Still the idyllic setting belied the anxiety from knowing soon there would be danger.

Birds were plenty in the morning travel through the hills along the well worn lumber road.

The forest got closer and closer to the left as they travelled and soon they were only a few hundred feet away
 As they got closer to noon the presence of birds soon lessened and then there were none...a sure sign there was danger.

The group paused a few hundred feet from the lumber camp...and talked.

There was no sign of ANY member of the Consortium ahead in the camp...all was quiet...too quiet

Ren and cousin Nom you want to take the lead with me we can all sneak up a little closer and have a look because something doesn't feel right about this it's far to quiet. With that said the little gnome girl moves off to the wood line and sneaks up to the lumber camp.

14:47, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 27 using 1d20+9. sneaking into lumber camp.
14:48, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 11 using 1d20+4. Perception looking around a little.

Dorak casts Detect Magic to sweep the qrea. He then casts Guidance to momentarily aid Ren and Nomerendal in their investigation.

The gnomes dismounted Rennicks horse and The Ranger hobbled the horse so they could leave him and he wouldnt run off.

They began the approach to the camp, on the edge of the wood line.

As they approached they could make out a large Tent, probably for meals and off duty time. Next to it was a well made building...The Commisary? Plus Guardsshack? Obviously the Camp HQ was next, with a well and supply shack next. The row of Lumberjacks quarters and across from them the shift foremans quarters.

Behind them large stacks of trees in pyramids some 5 rows high. A Crane for moving the trimmed trees was to the right as well as two large wagons for hauling the lumber back which from this vantage point looked in working order. No sign of any horses or any living creatures coulc be made out from this vantage point. Doraks magic could tell there was no sign of magic within 60 feet.



Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mpli7oX7HZKDyP4Bx

Combat Summary

Arell AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

Somethings not right there's no people or animals after speaking Fidget starts making her way to the tent. (Moves to square 18/28)

Arell pads as quietly as he can after Fidget

"Eyes peeled for ambush," he says, more to himself than anyone else...

OOC: move to [20,28]

21:10, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 17 using 1d20-1.  Perception vs ambush.

Nom took his time and crept forward, almost like a small forest animal, perhaps making his naturedly 'cousin' proud. He halted just under the branches of a large tree and watched. After a moment he decided to try a bit of his innate gnomish magic. With a few bars of hummed rhyme, Nomerendal willed forth the fey power from within, forming it into a likeness of his own small hand. This invisible hand he sent toward the rear of the nearest building, and with a bit of a smile playing about his lips... he caused the hand to knock on the wall!

If this was anything like an anthill, a subtle approach was often better than just stepping into the middle of it...

Move: 30' to [23,20]
Stealth: Take 10 for a total of 21
Perception: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 7
Action: Mage Hand Cantrip - Range 25' should get it to [23,15]

Dorak moves to (15,29) to listen near the opening to the pavilion tent.


Perception 26 on d20+8.
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Eldrin had waited until the advanced group had given the all clear and then moved in, his new bow at the ready, just in case they were walking into an ambush.

OOC: 18:10, Today: Eldrin Loralana rolled 13 using 1d20+7.  Perception.

The party moved cautiously forward Rennick and Dorak taking the lead as they edged towards the tent. Dorak leaned over and peered into the interior and was shocked at what he saw. Suspended from the top of the tent webbed in cocoon like wraps were 20 or so man shaped figures. The entire top of the tent was filled with webbing. There were a few patches closer to the floor as well. There were numerous tables and chairs within and what looked like a makeshift bar, with a fire pit and a spit boar half eaten atop it. The fire long since gone out. This was the dining/lounge of the lumberjacks. But from the webbing...spiders were around as well. though why spiders would come to a lumber camp.....

Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mqmIXdbtQ3osFkQny

Combat Summary

Arell AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

Dorak eases back 5 feet and hisses to the others "the whole camp must be here, webbed up in cocoons. Spiders in there ain't big enough to have done it. We need to free them."

*ka-chuck chuck* (shotgun reload sound)

Francis meaningfully (some would say unnecessary loudly) cocked the calibration mechanism on his favourite 🔥 stick.

"Easily done" he whispered back at Doesn't with an overenthusiastic grin on his face.

Advancing to the tent opening Fidget checks out the webs and cocoons looking for the spiders that made them. But can see nothing, remembering the last spider they faced the little gnome says. Guys I think there's more of those big spiders in here, like the one we fought at the dwarf place

16:31, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 8 using 1d20+4. perception looking for spiders.

Eldrin listened and said, "Spiders of that size will and number will pose a great threat. To capture the entire camp... We need to be on our guard. Did the spiders you fought before have any special weaknesses?"

As he spoke, he drew the bow he'd been loaned and nocked an arrow. He did not intend to be caught unaware and become a cocoon.

"Fire...I think," Arell mentions, giving Francis a glance out of the corner of one eye, "Then again, I'm susceptible to fire too, so it's hard to say."

He begins looking around the camp for spider-sign...either where they retreated too, or where they were currently shacked up.

The last one was up in tower hiding in it's web, There's enough web in that tenet to hide lots of spiders Fidget say's as she point up and into the the web filled ceiling.

Francis shook his head in comparisonate pity at Arell and tried his best to calm his fears with some patronising lecturing "Spider web is basically a protean whose exact chemical composition depends on the spider's diet, however in general it's mostly just glycine and alanine. When you burn it it's, ugh how do I dumb this down, like hair. Highly flammable but doesn't produce much light or heat itself, and the heat that it does produce is short lived. If I ignite some of this silk the only thing that's ganna happen is a chain reaction VOOF of fire, in which the only thing that will burn up is the silk, simultaneously freeing all the captured people and forcing the spiders out of hiding, at no danger to us or the logging camp...^{well, maybe some 1st degree burns and it'll set paper aflame but that's the unlikely absolute worst case scenario.}"

"The fall could be a problem for those who are high up, Francis. Perhaps we could gather some pillows?" Eldrin says with a wink to the hyper-intelligent young man.

Nom watch and listened, detecting no response to his knocking, he mentally willed the invisible force to his right as he crept closer to the large tent. He reached out with his hand, willing the hand-like phantasm to grasp his small dagger and then sent it to begin cutting the lashings holding the tent to its frame.

While the other's debated fire and drop, the little gnome quietly went about collapsing the entire structure...

Move: 30' to [29,19]
Action: Mage Hand Cantrip - (Range 25') begin severing the ropes of the tent at [33,19]

Francis shot Eldrin a glare and looked like he was about to retort...but the elf's simple and obvious logic was ironclad, so he had no choice but to look away and smolder in silence.

As the group moved to get a look inside, Rennick was  strangely quiet. Arell moved forward and began looking around the camp, his head on a pivot. Not seeing any sign of life except the eerily strange cocoons hanging in the dining tent. The tent was close to 15 feet high, with poles supporting it. The entire top 5' was a mass of webs, anything could be hiding in there. The cocoons hung below that, a mere 5 feet above the ground. (They are above every seating surface to make it easy.)

Fidget moved to look inside and couldnt see anything of note.

A reminder a first commoner would have between 1-11 HP max. if they had toughness and an 18 con. with the average lumberjack probably having 7HP. setting fire to the web would do 1-6 to each. and if theyve taken any previous damage, it could result in the deaths of a lot of lumberjacks ;) )

Nomerendal went to work trying to cut through the thick ropes holding the tent in place, slow going the small dagger would do it eventually..given enough time. figure 2 HP per rope and 2 ropes per 'pole' the small dagger does 1-3 hp per rd in place to cut.

Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mq2kEH54n4IzEUCVG

Combat Summary

Arell AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

Arell pulls out the rather nice handaxe they found at the monastery and starts toward the nearest cocoon.

He hacks at one of the support ropes, guiding the cocoon with his other arm so that whoever's inside doesn't land on his head when he's loose.

OOC: I move to [16, 32] and hack one of the guiding ropes off the cocoon above that table.  Considering I do more then two damage even if I would roll a 1, I'm not going to bother rolling.

Fidget takes a step forward (To square 30/13) no longer silly and giggly, her voice drops a few octaves as she says, Arell I've got your six, I'm watching the ceiling, if any thing moves it's shot.



(readied action, any going for Arell gets a magic missile)
20:15, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 3 using 1d4+1. damage magic missile.

The gnome continued to concentrate on his efforts to sever the ropes. One frayed and then burst as the small dagger finally cut through, but the other was being more difficult. Nom manipulated the magic and kept trying.


Sever ropes at [33,19]: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 3 using 2d3 ((2,1)) last round and this round dmg, 1/4 hp remaining.

ooc: For the record, I'd like to argue that spiderweb is a poor accelerant and shouldn't do more than 1 or 1d3 damage (if any at all). But seeing as how this is magic spiderweb and I'm not the DM of this game, I will accuiess and drop the matter.

Deferring, begrudgingly, to the logic of others, Francis opted not to scorch all cocoons simultaneously, instead choosing to help Nom with the ropes.

Use scald (15ft cone, 1d4 fire damage) on 1 or more of the ropes if possible.
I can't open the map so I'll have to trust your judgement on this.
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The ropes on 1 corner of the tent severed, between Nomerendal and Francis, Arell enters the tent and cuts one lumberjack down from his silky imprisonment.

Rennick thinks he hears a noise and moves to investigate Its been almost a month since hes been on the site and he is not answering my pm's)

As Dorak, Eldrin and Fidget move to the entrance in preparation, suddenly 4 spiders as big as humans drop to the ground around the central pole. Immediately fidget uses her magic to fire a globe of force at one of them.

Everyone EXCEPT Fidget may take there round....Fidget can move


Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mrRjX2lZvFSAmSFQh

Combat Summary

Arell AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

vs

Giant Spiders (x4) AC:14(T-13/FF-11)CMD:15 (vs Trip:27) HP:21/18,21/21,21/21,21/21
FO:+4 RE:+4 WL:+1  immunity to all mind-affecting effects (charms, compulsions, morale effects, patterns, and phantasms).
Medium Vermin

In reply to DM Dread (msg # 131):

Eldrin has his bow ready and he loosed an arrow, catching the northernmost spider squarely in the torso and wounding it...

OOC: 12:43, Today: Eldrin Loralana rolled 9 using 1d8+3.  PB shot damage.
12:43, Today: Eldrin Loralana rolled 24 using 1d20+5.  To hit spider.

Dorak holds forth his shield. The Holy Symbol emblazoned on it glows with the day's Sunlight as Dorak invokes the power of Divine Protection.

Domain Power: Protection Domain, Defense subdomain.
All allies within 20' are granted a +2 Divine bonus to AC and CMD. Lasts 1 round.

Francis changed the attachment at the end of his fire stick and pointed it at one of the spiders.


Unlike the wide spread of bright yellow flames, the jet of fire that emerged was narrow and visceral like sticky liquid. That burned! The brainiac liked the irony.

move as needed but only as close as necessary. Let the others serve as meat shilds. Use burn contraption on an undamaged spider, preferably one in the back. (1 enemy, 25ft range touch attack, 1d4 fire DMG, set on fire, NO SAVE THROW, at least initially, it can try to put it out in latter rounds as per normal "on fire" rules)

13:32, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 22,2 using 1d20+2,1d4.  Range touch attack for Burn.
13:35, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 4 using 1d6.  Spider on fire.

6 fire DMG to 1 spider and it's on fire (1d6 DMG each round, DC 15 reflex save)

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Suddenly finding himself surrounded by giant spiders, Arell did what he did best.

Unfortunately his reflexes were still tuned to a five-foot sword, rather than a two-foot axe and by the time he realized his mistake it was too late.

Grumbling he put the axe back in his belt and drew said sword, ready for the next swing.

OOC:
06:58, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 10 using 1d20+4.  Power Attack vs Spider (15, 32) Flanking DC 14.

Once I start hitting things again...

Nom moved around the outside of the large tent and continued to cut the ropes that were just out of his reach with the dagger he'd given to his telekinetic 'hand'...

Move: [35,18]
Action: Mage Handy Dagger Cuttage on ropes at [36,18]
Damage: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 2, 2/4 HP remaining

Fidget blasted a Spider as it came down the web.

As they landed on the ground, Eldrin loosed an arrow into one of the arachnids

Dorak brandishes his shield with the anvil of Torag emblazoned upon it and a gray field of protection emanated from it within 20 feet.

In the few seconds afforded to him Francis moved the 30 feet and changed out the nozzle head preparing to fire a jet of flame at the spiders...but he couldnt get into position in time to view one of them from where he had been helping Nomerendal burn through the ropes.

Arell swung the hand axe at a spider, unused to fighting with the smaller weapon, he misjudged and it swung short.

Nomerendal continued cutting through ropes. 2 corners sagged now. dropping the roof on Arell's ide of the tent to 10 feet. bodies were draped across tables and benches  on the gnomes side of the tent.

Arell was attacked from three sides by spiders. 10:06, Today: DM Dread rolled 16,12,24 using 1d20+2,1d20+4,1d20+4.  attacks vs Arell AC 18.  10:06, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d20+4.  ac 18 confirm crit. 10:07, Today: DM Dread rolled 6 using 1d6.  damage to arell. 10:08, Today: DM Dread rolled 9 using 1d20+2.  fort save DC 14. 10:09, Today: DM Dread rolled 1 using 1d2.  str loss.. of the three spiders only one from a flanking position managed to sink its droipping fangs into his leg, above the right knee. Burning venom coursed through his veins and he felt weaker.

The last spider crawled underneath the table and attacked Dorak, but he deftly interposed his shield and the attack didnt even come close.

Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mrVisgdrVDt5kIf2t

The purple shaded area is for the area where the tent is drooping. and bodies are hanging close to the floor. movement is 2x per square and +2 AC to all within.

Combat Summary

Arell -1 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/4FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

vs

Giant Spiders (x4) AC:14(T-13/FF-11)CMD:15 (vs Trip:27) HP:21/18,21/21,21/21,21/12
FO:+4 RE:+4 WL:+1  immunity to all mind-affecting effects (charms, compulsions, morale effects, patterns, and phantasms).
Medium Vermin

Eldrin was worried about his ally becoming surrounded but he also was nervous about the spider that was approaching the tiny gnome he'd befriended so he planted his feet and loosed another arrow that slammed into the same spider he'd just hit.

OOC: Attacking the Spider at 13,32
13:34, Today: Eldrin Loralana rolled 5 using 1d8+3.  Damage.
13:33, Today: Eldrin Loralana rolled 15 using 1d20+5.  To hit spider.

Fidget also fires another globe of force at the spider that is heading out of the tent and towards her.


18:26, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 4 using 1d4+1. Damage Magic missle.

Dorak sees Arell beset on three sides. The doughty cleric tries to get to his side, ignoring the bites of the spiders. With the wand at hand, he heals Arell's wound, although he cannot counteract the poison.


Move to 15/33
05:22, Today: Dorak Fellhammer rolled 7 using 1d8+1.  CLW wand.
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Another fine day in the life of Arell Kirkwood.  Surrounded by Giant Spiders and fighting off their venom.  What a day to be alive...or rather still alive.

Once he realizes what Dorak is doing he tries to give him some cover, aiming for the spider closest to the door.  His sword bites deep, but it's not enough to drop the bugger.

Healing was nice...

OOC: I attack spider 15,32
11:06, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 20 using 1d20+3.  Power Attack vs Spider 15,32 AC 14.

I hit (finally)

11:07, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 13 using 2d6+7.  damage vs spider.

Stupid poison fried my damage...

guys, spotty internet access. Just move and burn, use previous rolls. if I don't post when my turn comes again just assume I use move and burn.

Nomerendal could hear the commotion inside the tent. He particularly heard Arell bellow something that the little gnome would interpret as a very cringeworthy oath. Taking a momentary break from his systematic demolition of the huge tent, he ducked under the edge of the canvas to get a peek at what was happening. That's when he saw his old friend in trouble!

"Arell! Duck!" Nom scrambled to his feet, fumbled with his gear and took aim at the nearest spider with his little bow.

OOC: Again map's not working for me for some reason...
Move: Duck under tent edge, just inside the tent
Action: Ready bow
Free Action: Concentrate on Mage Hand

Ooc: Why couldn't Francis do that. And yeah, map doesn't work for me either.

Eldrin quickly pulled aimed and released and a second arrow plunged into a giant arachnid.

Fidget blasted the same spider with another globe of force.

Dorak started to step past the two wolf size spiders and the one being shot at by Ekldrin lurched forward and bit the dwarf on his neck before he could interpose his shield and the other leaned in and bit him on the forearm holding the wand. The dwarf fell to the ground never reaching Arell to perfrorm any healing.  07:54, Today: DM Dread rolled 22,19 using 1d20+2,1d20+2.  aoo's on dorak moving past AC 18. 07:55, Today: DM Dread rolled 20 using 1d20+2.  comnfirm the crit ac 18. 07:56, Today: DM Dread rolled 12 using 3d6.  damage on Dorak. 08:00, Today: DM Dread rolled 10,13 using 1d20+5,1d20+5.  dorak fort savs vs venom DC 14. 08:01, Today: DM Dread rolled 1,2 using 1d2,1d2.  doraks strength loss.

Seeing his chances for being healed Arell scowled and struck at the Spider biting Doraks forearm that already had one of Eldrins arrows in it. and cleaved it in half lowering the amount of opponents they faced. he turned to face the other two spiders...

Francis moved alongside Eldrin and pointed his odd contraption toward the spider Eldrin shot and a gout of flame arced out past Fidget to alight the Arachnid, and setting it aflame.

Nomerendel ducked under the edge of the tent coming up beside a bench next to Arell, he drew his bow.

the spider aflame tried to rub the flames out on the ground 08:18, Today: DM Dread rolled 7 using 1d20+4.  DC 15 reflex to stop fire. 08:19, Today: DM Dread rolled 1 using 1d6.  damage from fire. but continued to burn.

the other two spiders were focused on Arell, who was no longer flanked 08:21, Today: DM Dread rolled 11,18 using 1d20+2,1d20+2.  vs Arell AC 16. 08:22, Today: DM Dread rolled 3 using 1d6.  damage to arell. 08:23, Today: DM Dread rolled 5,16 using 1d20+2,1d20+2.  venom saves vs DC 14. 08:23, Today: DM Dread rolled 2 using 1d2.  strength loss arell. One spider, the nearest to Nomerendel, bit his right arm near the elbow as he turned to face it. but Arell jerked his arm away before the venom could be injected. However his knee continued to burn badly spreading up and down his leg.


Dorak fort save dc 12 to stabilize and not bleed

Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7msRqHJnwx6mi6vUjA

The purple shaded area is for the area where the tent is drooping. and bodies are hanging close to the floor. movement is 2x per square and +2 AC to all within.

Combat Summary

Arell -3 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/1 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -3 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/-2 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

vs

Giant Spiders (x4) AC:14(T-13/FF-11)CMD:15 (vs Trip:27) HP:21/2: On fire ,21/21,21/21
FO:+4 RE:+4 WL:+1  immunity to all mind-affecting effects (charms, compulsions, morale effects, patterns, and phantasms).
Medium Vermin

Eldrin drew and fired at one of the spiders that was attacking Arell but his aim was off and the arrow skittered off harmlessly.

OOC: 11:31, Today: Eldrin Loralana rolled 10 using 1d20+5.  To hit.

The situation was bad. Really bad. Even to the little gnome who was inexperienced in battle could tell this! The horror of the giant spiders nearly caused Nom to simply drop his little bow and duck back out of the tent to hide deep in the forest!

But then he saw how brave Arell was, trying to fight in an impossible situation - and looking not only quite perforated, but fairly weakened as well...

Something seemed to spark inside of Nomerendal at that moment. Perhaps it was some bit of war ballad come to mind, or some poem of bravery he might have recalled, but most likely it was a story he'd once read about a halfling who tried to save his friend from a huge spider high in a mountain cavern... Sheblo? Shelby? She-bop? Nom couldn't remember the name right now, but he'd think of it later.

With nimble steps, he attempted to scamper up onto the spider's back in order to shoot an arrow right down from above!

Acrobatics: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 5

"I'll save you Arell! Uh oh..."

His foot seemed to stick in a bit of webbing however, and his heroic deed turned into a tragic mistake! Frantically Nom fired off his shot and fetched another arrow!



Move: Was attempting to go to [34,17] but with that roll, who knows where he would have ended up!
Attack: PBS - Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 20
Damage: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 5!!
Nom's AC is currently 22 (16 +4 vs Giant-subtypes +2 tent collapse) little snort should be pretty tough to hit! Did I just say that out loud?
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Dorak starts bleeding.

Stabilize Fort Save 9 on d20+5.

OOC: Were the spider attacks before Dorak's move, or AoOs due to his movement? If before his action, he still had +2 AC.

Fidget runs up and slips under the sagging tent (moves to square 31/13 avoiding the AoO) once inside the tent she turns firing another globe of force into one of the spiders menacing Arell.


13:04, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 4 using 1d4+1. Damage.

The smart decision would be to back away and get a chance to recover.

Arell was not feeling particularly smart right now

He attacks the spider about to attack Rendal, in an attempt to keep the little guy safe.  however his sword just bounced off the carapace...damn, maybe the poison was more trouble than it was worth.

OOC: Curse you strength penalties and bad die rolls, curse yoooouuu!

22:44, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 9 using 1d20+3.  Attack vs spider AC 14.

Francis was having the time of his life as he swept with his fire rod and brought more flames to life. Spending time building and theorizing stuff had its own allure, but seeing it bear fruit? There was no substitute for this elation.

burn one of the undamaged spiders. keep distance from them if possible.

Eldrin drew and fired at one one of the Spiders near Arell, but misjudged and the arrow plunged into the tent on the far side.

Nomerendal, tried to perform one of the movements he'd heard in tales long gone about an Elf who road one of the mythical creatures...an Oliphaunt? running up it shooting arrows into it...but as he jumped to the bench, intending to jump astride the spider, his footing failed and he started to go over backward and then the spider snapped its fangs out 08:12, Today: DM Dread rolled 5 using 1d20+2.  vs AC 18. Giant subtypes---means Giants, ogres trolls etc..., and the fangs bit into his tunic steadying him and he snapped an arrow into its maw making it flinch.

Doraks lifeblood oozes out onto the floor of the dining tent 08:16, Today: DM Dread rolled 23 using 1d20+7.  Doraks save vs Poison rd 2 DC 14. though, unconscious as he was and bleeding to death, his body still fought off the effects of the venom in his veins.

Fidget stepped forward and blasted a giant spider with a globe of force looking at the map I think you meant 31-15

Arells failing strength caused him to miss his attack. 08:21, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d20+2.  arell poison save rd 3 DC 14. 08:21, Today: DM Dread rolled 2 using 1d2.  strength loss arell. the burning now was up to his lower abdomen and his whole leg felt as if it was on fire.

Francis moved in behind Fidget trying to lookpast the coccooned bodys haning around Arell and the spiders that had dropped to within inches of the floor and were half laying on benches and tables, the whole area seeming to be some odd macabre scene...he took it in, and decided that he could not effectively use his burn contraption in here without setting all the webbing alight. Remember the boxed area is drooping and and doubles movement and +2 to AC....also please do your own rolls. and the saves of the monsters you use things on ;) to speed things along

The burning spider flopped around on the ground 08:29, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d20+4.  dc 15 save for fire. 08:30, Today: DM Dread rolled 1 using 1d6.  fire damage. then took off out of the tent alight

One spider attacked Arell but he managed to fend it off. 08:32, Today: DM Dread rolled 13 using 1d20+2.  attack on Arell  AC 18.

The spider who Nomernedal had shot at snapped at him yet again...finding it easier with the Gnome armed with a bow. 08:33, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d20+6.  attack Nomerendal AC 18. but the plucky gnome narrowly averted its venomed bite.


Rennick was no where to be seen.


Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7msjPvsZP6yuvv_SGm

The purple shaded area is for the area where the tent is drooping. and bodies are hanging close to the floor. movement is 2x per square and +2 AC to all within.

Combat Summary

Arell -5 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/1 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/-3 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

vs

Giant Spiders (x4) AC:14(T-13/FF-11)CMD:15 (vs Trip:27) HP:21/1: On fire ,21/17,21/16
FO:+4 RE:+4 WL:+1  immunity to all mind-affecting effects (charms, compulsions, morale effects, patterns, and phantasms).
Medium Vermin

Dorak's bleeding finally stops.

Stabilize 21 on d20+5.

OOC: Can 'Touch of Law' be used on myself while unconscious?

no.

Nom scrambled to keep clear of the spider. The rush to help his old friend had caused him to be reckless, a decision that had nearly cost him! The little gnome saw an opening beneath the table, and he ducked through it, popping up opposite of Arell. Again, he drew and fired his small bow, aiming for the bulbous rear-end of the giant spider above him!

"Take that you monster!" The gnome's voice was several octaves higher than normal due to the stress of battle. He saw the small arrow sink to the fletchings!


Move: [25,18]
Attack: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 21
Damage: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 4

Cursing not-so-under his breath, Francis tredged forward, sweeping things and little people aside with his right hand while taking care not to touch anyone with the left. Which, coincidentally, started humming in a high-pitched sound.

When he came to stand by Arell's side, "Wanna bet I can make a spider dance?" he asked the man with a wink before grabbing the spider with his armoured hand.


Suffice it to say, Francis showed he was a man of his word.

move to 33,15 right next to Arrel and shock the spider on 34,15 for 5 electricity damage
13:19, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 17,5 using 1d20+1,1d6.  Melee touch attack for Shock
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Fidget yells Cousin look out ! as draws on the magic inside then hurls a globe of acid at the spider.

Eldrin, shoot the one that's getting away.

20:59, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 3 using 1d3. Damage from acid splash.
20:59, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 18 using 1d20+2. To hit AC13.

Arell let out a breath closer to a wheeze, these spiders were no joke and he and his friends were running out of steam quickly.

He'd like to take a moment to regroup, but there wasn't anyone to take his place on the front.

He makes a jab for the spider not occupied with Rendal, and misses terribly.

The venom was going to do him in worse than the bleeding.

OOC: I don't know about you, but I hate missing.


12:59, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 9 using 1d20+2.  Attack vs spider 15,34 AC 14.

Dorak seems to begin breathing slower as the bleeding stops.

Nomerendal moves back out of combat, and fires an arrow that stuck in one of the bulbous eyes of the spider that was larger than he.

The party saw the flame go out on Francis gizmo, and his armor went *Thrum* as a spark flew from his other hand, and he stepped up next to Arell and reached out laying his hand on the spider adjacent to where he stood and the hairs on the spiders leg burnt off from the electicral discharge.

Fidget tossed a globule of acid on the same one That Francis had just grabbed and it sizzled on its back.

Arell, his sword very heavy in his hands, swung feebly at the spider, missing.

Eldrin ignored what the gnome said and aimed at the spider jolted and burned by two of his allies, his arrow missing as it threaded its way between drooping bodies and thunked into a pole holding the tent up. 06:16, Today: DM Dread, on behalf of Eldrin Loralana, rolled 12 using 1d20+5.  attack spider  in tent, that fidget just hit vs AC 14.

The spider burning dropped to the ground shriveled up and dead.

The spider grabbed by Francis tried to bite the intruder 06:19, Today: DM Dread rolled 10 using 1d20+2.  attack francis vs AC 12. its fangs hitting metallic containers and tubes.

The last spider attacked Arell again 06:20, Today: DM Dread rolled 10 using 1d20+2.  vs AC 16. fortunately the paladin still stood after it attacked and missed. 06:22, Today: DM Dread rolled 9 using 1d20+2.  arells save vs the venom dc 14. 06:22, Today: DM Dread rolled 2 using 1d2.  strength loss. the venom coursed through the Paladins veins as it ran its course., however his strength loss was severe now.



Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7ms2FWL5s3ZbvW5I_L

The purple shaded area is for the area where the tent is drooping. and bodies are hanging close to the floor. movement is 2x per square and +2 AC to all within.

Combat Summary

Arell -7 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/1 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/-3 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

vs

Giant Spiders (x4) AC:14(T-13/FF-11)CMD:15 (vs Trip:27) HP:21/1: On fire ,21/9,21/12
FO:+4 RE:+4 WL:+1  immunity to all mind-affecting effects (charms, compulsions, morale effects, patterns, and phantasms).
Medium Vermin

Arell seemed to be weaving, wilting almost, and Nomerendal was truly worried. He tried yet again to sink one of his little arrows into the abdomen of the giant spider. There were flaring flashes of fire and smoke to indicate Francis was on the scene, but the chaos, webbing, and general melee made it difficult to find where his companions were.

"Help Arell!" Nom shouted

"Alright you eight-legged sack of goblin puke, take this!"


Attack spidey [34,17]: (+2 Flanking) Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 22
Arrow damage: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 5

Forgoing the frantic fiend's futile fidgeting, Francis' firm fist flared furiously...fagain!

The spider sizzled shockingly.

move to flank if possible, and if no Aoos by doing so. And shock again.
Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 4,6 using 1d20+1,1d6.  Confirm critical .

14:55, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 21,4 using 1d20+1,1d6.  Shock on spider, with flank if possible

Seeing the tall human in trouble Fidget knows this is not the time to miss so she calls upon her magic and another purple ball of force hurls towards the spider striking him right between the eyes.

22:11, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 5 using 1d4+1. Damage from magic missle.

Dorak lies there, his subconscious mind hoping one of the blasted spiders would trip over him.....

I'll give Arellano and Eldrin til tomorrow morning to post then I'll advance the round

from 5' away standing by the bench, the Gnome flanked the spider and fired an arrow into its abdomen but the spider an opportunity to bite the gnome and 07:51, Today: DM Dread rolled 22 using 1d20+6.  vs AC 20 aoo on nomerendal . 07:52, Today: DM Dread rolled 2 using 1d6.  damage to Nomerendal. 07:54, Today: DM Dread rolled 18 using 1d20+2.  dc 14 save vs poison. the fangs sank deep into his forearm, but he pulled back as the strength sapping venom dripped onto the bench.

stepping to the side, beginning to work his way around the spider towards Flanking, Francis once more grabbed its foreleg and a &thrummm* was heard as electricity burned away hair and the spider squirmed.

Fidget seeing how Arell dropped in every fashion not knowing where Rennick got off to...cut loose with yet another missile of force and the spider Francis had ahold of fell to the ground dead.

Doraks breathing could be heard stable.

Arell swung his two handed blade with ebbing strength, still as strong as a normal man, but his normal immense strength gone for the moment, and the spider easily ducked underneath the blade. 08:01, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d20+1.  Arell vs spider ac 14. the +2 for flanking and the -2 for the drooping tent nullified.

Eldrin moved into the tent, nocking an arrow as he did, and once he had a relative clean shot he took it. 08:05, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d20+4.  eldrin vs spider ac 14. but his arrow missed yet again....and sunk into the table it was atop of.

the remainign spider was focused on the gnome and continued its assault 08:06, Today: DM Dread rolled 16 using 1d20+6.  vs AC 20 on nomerendal. but the drooping bodies got in the way, and the fact the gnome kept the bench between he and the snapping jaws.


Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mtAtpYqGyC3vpHp9p

The purple shaded area is for the area where the tent is drooping. and bodies are hanging close to the floor. movement is 2x per square and +2 AC to all within.

Combat Summary

Arell -7 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/1 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/8 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Rennick  AC:14(T-11/FF-13)CMD:16 HP:13/13 FO:+4 RE:+3 WL:0
1st Ranger Human Male +1 saves Vs vision affects

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/-3 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 27 charges remain

vs

Giant Spiders (x4) AC:14(T-13/FF-11)CMD:15 (vs Trip:27) 21/8
FO:+4 RE:+4 WL:+1  immunity to all mind-affecting effects (charms, compulsions, morale effects, patterns, and phantasms).
Medium Vermin

Arell took a wavering breath.  His sword felt like it weighed a million pounds, the poison coursing through his veins burned like molten lead and slowed every action, every thought.

He forced himself forward, dragging the sword in an upward strike, using the momentum of the blade to carry it through the arc.

...and through the spider's underbelly.

As it gurgled its last Arell sank to his knees, finally letting the wages of this conflict affect him.

"Thank Abadar..." he whispered.

OOC: sorry I missed my last turn...making up for it now.


10:19, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 18 using 1d20+1.  Attack vs spider AC 14.
10:20, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 10 using 2d6.

Holy crap, I actually killed it.

Fidget rushes up to the fallen dwarf and drops to her knees. Cousin bring the wand quickly we must heal him.

Nom winced, wondering how quickly the poison would take effect. Seeing his old friend fell the enormous beastie was worth a future rhyme of which the little gnome made a mental note to write... if he survived. After a few moments of worrying, Nom realized that the spider must have pumped its venom into Arell. Grateful for perhaps the first time in his life for soreness, Nom pulled himself out from under the table.

"You gonna make it grumpy?" he called with a note of concern. "Why did you wait so long to finish it off?"

"For dramatic effect." Arell wheezed sarcastically, "Can't be a hero worth the telling if I do everything effortlessly."

He blinks a bit and looks around, "Where the hells is Rennick?"

"I thought he was outside the tent," Nom said as he wiggled his way beneath the sagging tent to reach the fallen dwarf.

"He looks bad Arell, almost as bad as you... Let me use this wand a moment and then I'll get to you." Nomerendal pulled out the wand that, in all the commotion of battle, he'd forgotten was in his possession! He felt a small surge of power as he invoked it and heard Dorak moan as the wounds began to knit themselves back together.

Wand: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 5,3,2 - 3 charges to Dorak
Wand: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 10 - 2 charges to Arell
29 Charges remaining

"Four spiders took down, or rather 'strung up', an entire camp of hearty men?" Francis asked outloud, but based on his grim expression and the way he shook his head it was clear he wasn't buying that story for a second.

"Come on, let's cut down these cocoons and get some answers. Lack of information and proper preparation is what keeps forcing us to resort to Arell style heroics, and I for one could do without that kind of fame." he said as he threw a meaningful look at the knight, but for once it wasn't a jib but rather one of warning born from genuine concern.

Dorak groans and stands up. Moving over to Arell, he pulls out his healing kit and cleans the bite marks. "Nothing I can do about the poison, except help you throw off any additional effects" he says.

06:15, Today: Dorak Fellhammer rolled 20 using 1d20+9.  Heal check.

Fidget pulls her dagger and starts cutting open the closest cocoons opening them enough to check each person for vital signs. Those still alive she frees completely from the webbing away, the ones that have already perished she leaves wrapped in the webbing. Dorak you want to give me a hand and start revive the folks that are still breathing.

Nom slung his little bow over a shoulder, and called upon the fey magic to fetch his knife. As it came floating into his hand from the edge of the tent where he'd dropped it in order to help save his old friend, the little gnome wondered just how many, if any, might be still alive. Using his dagger, he helped Fidget to cut the webbing, standing on tables in order to reach.

"You don't suppose," he began and then his voice changed to an even more concerned tone, "that Rennick got nabbed by another attercop from outside somewhere? As soon as we're done here, we'd better go find him!"

Dorak checks to see that none of the spiders is clinging still to life. It simply wouldn't do to heal the enemy as well as the camp. He moves to a central spot in the tent and brandishing his Holy Symbol, he invokes the power of his Deity. "By Torag's Justice, may these poor folks be healed!" He channels the energy of his god, and a powerful sense of renewal sweeps through the party and those workers trapped in the tent. After the mighty Channel, Dorak moves from man to man, setting about to cleaning the bite marks and doing what he can to purge the poison from their systems.

05:08, Today: Dorak Fellhammer rolled 6 using 1d6.  Channel 1d6 healing.

6 hp healed for all within 30'
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Combat Summary

Arell -7 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 22 charges remain


The group begins cutting down lumberjacks and opening the cocoons. All look sickly and pallid...weak.

Most are breathing, albeit shallowly.

Then Dorak channels and a burst of white energy fills the dining tent. Many gasps from lumberjacks as they were shocked awake.

Several panicked looks and a few sat up with groans. It appeared there were only 3 deaths of all that had been wrapped up in webbing.

Outside Arell And Eldrin looked around without straying far and couldn't see any sign of The Ranger.
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"You should all probably stick tight, erm... just wait here maybe. We've been sent by your boss to check on things. We honestly had no idea we'd find you like this! We thought maybe you'd gotten hung up, erm... delayed in the mud or something."

Nom looked to his gnomish "cousin" and the odd mechanist, gesturing as well to the gentle dwarf, "C'mon, let's see if there's anyone else needing help!"

The little bard scampered out of the huge tent and joined the others as they searched the camp. "One of us had better be on lookout in case there are any more giant insects around here!" Nom shuddered.


OOC: Assuming we'll just go door to door from the tent?

One of the Lumberjacks shifted near the little gnome and looked around at everyone and said down inna hospital er's alchemy stuff. vials of stuff at restores strength.

another one chimed in yeah. can you bring some back?

Excited to see that a handful of them still had the strength to talk, Nom rushed over. "Of course, rest easy. Please tell me though... which is the hospitaler's set up? Oh... and are there any more spiders than those we killed here? Nasty creatures!"

The strongest lumberjack croaked out.

ere wur giant spiders of every kind. 20-30 of the critters rushing outta da forest.
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Nom was fearful of asking the next question, but his experiences over the last week had been building a sense of heroism within him. He wouldn't realize this until later, but like many of the heroes in the stories he liked to tell, he was becoming more confident... well, a little more confident that is...

"D-did anyone get... taken? We only found less than a handful here. Did some leave?"

Arell stands by, listening.  He's eager to go search for the medical tent, but information was information.

Nomerendal asks the question to the crowd of Lumberjacks looking at them...and receiving blank stares and a couple of 'I dont knows'

The Camp is earily quiet.

Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mtFccj-VOmp0zqYFz

Arell starts walking towards the two large buildings on the "street" they were currently on.

"I'm going to guess the bigger one is the mess hall, and the smaller one is the hospitaler...and I don't know about any of you, but this poison stings like no one's business."

He hoists his sword onto his shoulder as he shambles off to find medicine, currently lacking the strength to sheath it one-handed like he usually does.
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"Let's be careful Arell," Nom advised, "you're not quite your very old self at the moment. In fact you look to have aged some in the last several minutes. Odd... Anyway, there may be another crawler inside of there..."

Nom had his little bow at the ready, and summoned a bit of fey magic to assist them in not blundering into another dangerous situation.

OOC:Move to [26,8]-ish, Quietly, and cast Mage Hand cantrip to open the door of the hospitaler so we can see inside without getting too close!
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Francis was a a lot more interested in figuring out the events that led up to the invasion of spiders. To his knowledge spiders were not generally communal creatures, although granted he was no expert on that particular matter. Ether way, it seemed to him unlikely that a horde of mindless spiders would spontaneously form just to execute a coordinated strike on a random logging camp for no reason.

"Did anything strange, anything out of the ordinary happen before the attack? Did you log deep into an area that hasn't been scouted and stumbled upon a spider hive nest, disturbing it? Did you or your company received any threats or warnings or omens recently from anyone? Or did the spiders just suddenly pop out of nowhere?" the scientist-now-turned-detective rapid fired questions at the lumberjacks as his mind raced down multiple avenues of possibilities.

The party except Francis moved towards the front of the largest building in the camp. These buildings were roughly made out of trees cut and hammered together and as such were not very well insulated. They were ramshackle camp buildings.

bigger view door open: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mtFwLiGxYHlRP_nav

Francis was questioning the Lumberjacks about the events prior to the spider assault.

there was several responses to the hint that no...it was business as usual. Then one of the Lumberjacks said Its the Fey I tell ye. They brought the spiders upon us.

Then another said Dont be daft. Its that Druid we ran across. he dont be likin us cuttin trees.

then yet another What about that old ettercap that told us be leavin him alone.

Nahh its the Fey Im sure of it.

the argument continued.

Then as the door swung open, a hall/hospital appeared before the groups eyes. a table and benches was in plain sight with a bag of pears right inside. A barrel of beer was across from the entrance, with two chests on either wall beside a curtain separating the sick hall from the rest. Three beds could be made out ...two bodies were in the room. one slumped over the table. 1 in a bed. 4 Spiders of bright red coloring as big as a fist were around the room. one with its fangs in the body slumped over the table.

Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mtF2Kv0-oaspRqYiJ

Combat Summary

Arell -7 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 22 charges remain

vs

Scarlet Spiders (x4) AC:18 (T-17/FF-13) CMD:9 (21 vs trip) HP: 5/5, 5/5, 5/5, 5/5
FO:+2 RE: +5 WL:+0
Tiny Vermin They get no attack of opportunity unless entering their square. Vermin immunities.
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Dorak moves to the slumped over body. His Warhammer comes around and misses as the nimble arachnid avoids the blow.


Warhammer attack 9 on d20. Miss.

The bard raised his bow and was about to loose when Dorak went stomping past, swinging wildly. This gave Nom a bit of pause. He was about to relinquish the fey magic he'd summoned, like an extension of his own hand that had opened the door to reveal the horrific scene within, when an idea struck him!

"Sometimes the small ones are quite venomous!" he warned the dwarf. He shook his head. Odd it is that I now think of something nearly as big as my head as being small...

With a thought and a gentle murmuring of ancient rhyme, Nomerendal guided his magical outreach to the spider biting the body and attempted to grasp and pound it against the table!


Action: Mage Hand cantrip. No saving throw! I'd also, of course, contend that the spider wouldn't hear or see it coming and have no reason to dodge the arcane grasp! Maybe? I AM TOTALLY GOING TO TRY TO KILL SOMETHING WITH MAGE HAND! If he doesn't kill it, then he'll keep hold of it and position it for someone else to squashy-squash.
https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic/all-spells/m/mage-hand/

Edit: Will save DC 13 for spidey to avoid a toss... Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 18
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Fidget steps up behind Arell, (moves to 14/33) Then she summons a glob of acid and throws it at the spider on the table. The acid misses the creature and burns a small hole in the top of the table.


11:06, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 8 using 1d20+2. To hit AC 17.

"Could we please try not to destroy anything except spiders?" Arell complained, dropping his sword with a clatter and drawing the much more compact mace.

He tapped it where a spider was standing like a flyswatter...the spider dodged, but nothing was damaged.

OOC:
12:18, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 7 using 1d20+2.  Attack vs scarlet spider AC 18.

Ah the joys of a level 1 melee character

"I don't know what this erhercap creature is and if it can control a whole hive of spiders, but surely that can't be the problem since you'd be wise enough to leave sentient creatures in the forest alone ^{in fact I think there's a law against it}. But I'll check just in case" Francis said as he pulled his Magical Monster Manual vol. 1 and started leafing through it, hoping the book had info on that particular creature.

As he did so he kept on talking outloud, but it was more of airing out his ideas than conversing with the lumberjacks. "Unless there's some rival company making a move or there's some greater conspiracy at work, both of which seem unlikely since there are no signs pointing to ether so it's best to operate in the realm of the plausible first, I'd have to say that this whole thing indeed must be the work of the fey since they don't realize you aren't a threat. If the druid bothered you then he must have been a novice, unaware of the company's re-forestation plans, not that it matters since he wouldn't have been able to raise a hive, and even if he was a powerful but ignorant druid he'd have left as soon as you showed the plans to him-" and at that point Francis stopped scanning and rose his read in silent dread. Every large, successful logging company (and the consortium definitely fit the bill) had a re-forestation plan. Not because of the goodness of their heart but simply because it was a good long-term business decision. It renewed the resource allowing for permanent bases without having to move operations and no ever expanding supply trains as with mines. Plus the higher ups got to virtue signal when rubbing elbowes with elite society, not to mention it kept elves and druids and other tree huggers off their backs. There were no real downsides, no real reason not to put in a little effort to do it...unless you had a local supervisor who wanted to "fix the books" so that it appeared as though he was soooo good at his job, things were running so efficient under his watch (which they would on the short term if he didn't bother with re-forestation) that his talents were being wasted here and should be promoted immediately.

"You DO have a re-forestation plan, right?"Francis turned to the lumberjacks and asked dryly, the image of Mr.Meathead at the forefront of his thoughts.

With a heavy sigh Francis continued "Our course seems clear. We need to patch things up. If the fey or this ethercap creature did this we would need a mediator. Since our ranger seems to have vanished on us, and I assume there isn't one among you otherwise you wouldn't be in this mess, we will have to find this druid you speak off. If it's the druid causing it then we would need to find him anyway. And if it's nether of these three the druid would still be our best bet to get some answers since they typically know quite well on what's going on in their forest, SO-" he dropped the detective act and addressed the lumberjacks in his best businessman voice,"If any of you have any information on how or where we can find this druid, now would be the time to tell me. If you know a guy that knows a guy, that's fine, every little bit helps"

 15:57, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 22 using 1d20+9.  Knowledge check: identify ethercap.

ooc: Guys, why not just step on them or crush them with your hand (meaning use grapple). they are just tiny spiders which means their CMD must be like... 4 or something.
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Dorak moved in amid a handful of spiders ths size of his fist and swung his hammer at oen that was atop the body of a lumberjack. He was being too careful, not wanting to possibly kill an innocent, and the hammer went wide.

Nomerendeal attempted to use a cantrip in a way that it typically wouldnt have and exert his control of magical energies to manipulate objects to utilize it to manipulate one of these larger spiders. It resisted his attempt to control it, grabbing onto the bocy with its legs and hanging on.

Fidget tried to throw a globe of acid at the same spider, but the globe hit the door jam and sizzled away.

Arell moved into the room pulling his mace as he went, and brought it to bear on the spider atop a small trunk. he missed and hit the wall of the building sending splinters flying even as he chastised others for trying to destroy things.

Francis continued to talk to the lumberjacks..and when he got to 'reforestation plan' he saw blank looks on their faces indicating they had no idea what that was...

Eldrin took aim and fired. 18:08, Today: DM Dread rolled 18 using 1d20+5.  attack vs Spider AC 18. 18:08, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d8+3.  damage to spider.

the arrow threading the needle of the party to strike ths spider atop the body and carry it across the room pinning it to the wall.


Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mvBWBf71S8Q-UEaIm

Combat Summary

Arell -7 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 22 charges remain

vs

Scarlet Spiders (x4) AC:18 (T-17/FF-13) CMD:9 (21 vs trip) HP: 5/5, 5/5, 5/5
FO:+2 RE: +5 WL:+0
Tiny Vermin They get no attack of opportunity unless entering their square. Vermin immunities.

Nomerendal moved a little closer in order to assist is weakened - and aged - friend. He continued to draw on his fey magic, reaching out as if an extension of his own hand to clutch at the spider closest to Arell.

"I'll hold it still, you smack it Arell!"


Move to 33,15
Action - Mage Hand cantrip on spider at 36,16, Assisting Arell by immobilizing the spider.
Spider ? Save - GM, Lemme know what save to roll...

Arell takes aim...and misses.

"Let me know when you start holding it still." he grumbles

OOC: sigh...

21:57, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 10 using 1d20+4.  Attack vs spider AC 18.

Dorak, wary of trying weapons, instead casts Create Water with a throwing motion. He hurls the 2 gallons of water created at the square that a spider occupies, trying to wash it away (unless the impact can hurt them with nonlethal damage?).

Cast Create Water
Ranged Touch attack vs square AC 5, 16 on d20+1.

Fidget steps forward (moves to 15/33) and flings a blob of acid at the spider in the corner. This time her aim is true and the acid sizzles as it burns the spider.


21:12, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 17 using 1d20+2. To hit AC 17.
21:13, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 2 using 1d3. Damage from acid splash.

Nomerendal moved past Dorak to get behind Arell and this tried to utilize the same lesser magic to just hold the spider in place. 06:04, Today: DM Dread  rolled 6 using 1d20.  will save DC 13 for spider to avoid being gripped by magic. the tiny spider found itself pinned to the top of the chest. as the invisible force held in place. denied dex bonus to ac. AC 13

Arell swung the mace straight down, but still the spider twisted away...its size and natural armor deflecting the mace making it ineffectual. a corner of the chest splintered though

Dorak decided to try something else entirely and called up Torag's power to call forth drinkable water, useful for miners deep in the bowels of the earth, and 2 gallons of water poured forth 06:10, Today: DM Dread rolled 12 using 1d20+5.  reflex save vs DC 13 to avoid being washed away. . 06:12, Today: DM Dread rolled 5 using 1d6.  damage to spider., the spider tried to avoid the barrage of water, but it struck him and washed off the bag of apples and right into the wall where between the two forms of attack it died.

Fidget stepped up behind Dorak and flung another small globe of acid at the spider ont he bench and it struck the spider and it wriggled in pain.

Francis was leafing through a book he carried about denizens of the wood.


Eldrin came up behind fidget and fired at the spider she had just burned with acoid, but this time the arrow missed. 06:24, Today: DM Dread rolled 16 using 1d20+5.  attack spider by Eldrin AC 18.

the two remaining spiders instead of just dodging blos this time became aggressive...06:27, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d20.  free itself from the mage hand. DC 13. The one on the chest wriggled and twisted and couldnt move out from the hand of force pinning it down. 06:27, Today: DM Dread rolled 11 using 1d20.  free itself from the mage hand. DC 13. AC 13 next round the other moved forward and launched itself onto Doraks person. Dorak gets an Attack of Opportunity...if it is hit and dies Ill negate any damage. 06:29, Today: DM Dread rolled 20 using 1d20+7.  attack Dorak AC 18. 1 Pt of damage. and poison save. 06:31, Today: DM Dread rolled 23 using 1d20+5.  dc 10 poison save. . it landed on his arm, and sank its fangs into the back of his hand but though the bite was annoying, it did little else.

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Combat Summary

Arell -7 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/9 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 22 charges remain

vs

Scarlet Spiders (x4) AC:18 (T-17/FF-13) CMD:9 (21 vs trip) HP: 5/5, 5/3,
FO:+2 RE: +5 WL:+0
Tiny Vermin They get no attack of opportunity unless entering their square. Vermin immunities.

Dorak tries to hit the jumping spider, but fails.

AoO 6 on d20+1.

After getting bitten Dorak's annoyance causes him to forego weapons. With his gauntleted fist, he tries to brush off and crush the spider.

Grapple/smash spider 20 on d20+1 (must be another +8 bonus for size difference).

"Arell! It's right there! You could sit on it! I've got it, honest, it ain't going anywhere! I know you're shaken by what's happened today, but don't be scared!"

Nomerendal admonished his old friend not to give up home, sure hitting a small, cute creature like these spiders could be difficult to bring one's self to do, but Nom had faith he could convince Arell that smashing little, cuddly baby spiders wasn't such a terrible thing.

"You can do this! It's not a puppy! It's a spider, and you know WHAT? It's gonna grow up to be just like those giant ones over there that sucked the juice out of you and left you all weak and bewildered!"


Action: Bardic Performance to Inspire Courage! +1 to Attack and Damage Arell! You got this! :-P
Free Action: Maintain Mage Hand on cutesy-wootsie spiduhr

Again the little sorceress summons a globe of acid but this time her aim is off and she flings her acid harmlessly into the door frame.


17:56, Yesterday: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 8 using 1d20+2. To hit AC 17.

Arell drops his mace and lunges for the closest spider not currently being held by Rendal.

Somehow he manages to wrap his (thankfully armored) hands around the joint between it's head and abdomen.

"Tell you what, Rendal.  You pull the legs off yours, and I'll pull them off mine...sound fair?"


Arell initiates a grapple and gets a decent roll finally

19:54, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 16 using 1d20+2.  CM Grapple vs Spider CMD 9.

when the spider had jumped towards Dorak, he had instinctively swung his hammer, but missed striking it, it had landed on the his arm and biit his shield hand. He dropped his weapon and grabbed it oin his other hand, and started squeezing. 1 pt + strength damage: 2 point.

Nomerendal started giving the spider a pep talk as his mage hand held it to the top of the chest .

seeing Dorak holding one and hearing Nomerendal, Fidge moved into the room and went undernaeth the table, and tried to fling a globe of acid at the one being pinned down. her acid hit the side of the chest and sizzled, weakening the wood.

Arell looked around the room, saw one spider pinned to the wall by Eldrin's Arrow, one battered laying on the ground quite dead near the door...amd Dorak holding the third. The only one left was the one being pinned by Nomerendal. He dropped his mace and reached grabbed it, squeezing in his weakened grip. minimum damage: 1pt

Eldrin moved into the room and saw both remaining spiders in the grips of his comrades, and held his bow at the ready.

Francis continued to talk to the Lumberjacks asking about where the druid could be found, and received a few odd stories, but one made sense that he lived in a grove of tangled trees about 3 miles into the woods.

the two spiders tried to break the grips of those clutching them to no avail but 08:00, Today: DM Dread rolled 8,10 using 1d20-5,1d20-5.  breaking the grapples Dorak: 14. Arell: 16. 08:02, Today: DM Dread rolled 23,11 using 1d20+3,1d20+3.  attacks to bite the two. AC 18 D 16 A. 1pt damage each both wiggled and tried to sink their fangs into their opponents and Dorak was bitten again. 08:04, Today: DM Dread rolled 25 using 1d20+7.  vs poison DC 10. once again the spiders bite did nothing more than irritate the dwarf.


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Combat Summary

Arell -7 Str AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment.

Eldrin AC:17(T-13/FF-14)CMD:16 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+3 WL:+0
1st Fighter Elf Male defenses: immune to magic sleep effects +2 vs enchantment spells and effects.

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/8 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Wand of Cure Light- 22 charges remain

vs

Scarlet Spiders (x4) AC:18 (T-17/FF-13) CMD:9 (21 vs trip) HP: 5/4, 5/2,
FO:+2 RE: +5 WL:+0
Tiny Vermin They get no attack of opportunity unless entering their square. Vermin immunities.

Dorak continues to squeeze. His gauntleted hand crushes the vermin against his steel shell.

Arell flips the spider over and slams it down to the ground.  He brings his boot to bear and stomps down on the squishy underside.

Even if his grip wasn't up to snuff, he was still a grown-ass man and his sheer weight ought to crush the spider flat.

The gnome, seeing Arell really getting into the action with the spider, continued to concentrate on holding it still with the fey magical extension of his hand. Just in case the grown man's efforts were not enough, Nom scampered up on Arell's shoulders and began bouncing to add a litte extra OOOMPH! to the attempt!

"OOOMPH! OOOMPH! OOOMPH!" Nom said with enthusiasm. "We'll get this spider yet my friend!"


Free Action: Giggle
Standard Action: Maintain Mage Hand cantrip

Seeing that the boys have the spiders in hand. Fidget begins searching the room.

16:52, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 22 using 1d20+4. looking around the room.

Francis figured he had everything he needed or at least everything he could get out of these hardy but simple men, however just as he was about to turn away from them and find his companions to share the Intel with, a concern came over him. He remembered his last encounter with Mr.Meathead all too well and he hadn't cared for it, nor did any future dealings with the man seem bright. No, Francis needed leverage.

Putting on a wide, sweet, toothy grin, he spoke compassionately at the lumberjacks while simultaneously pulling out a sheet of paper and his quill and writing something on it with practiced breakneck speed "Well you chaps have been a tremendous help, I'll make sure to praise each and every one of you. Who knows, maybe you'll even get a raise for enduring despite bad odds. I know I'm just an outside contractor in all of this, but it still warms my heart when I get to save good people, us working men have to stick together. INCIDENTALLY, because I'm an outside contractor there is a nightmare of burocratic bullshit waiting for me after this. They're gana want proof that we rescued you, that all of you were in danger and not just found you on the side if the road while you were fleeing, they will demand we give written statements that it was inseed us that killed the enemy and this and that UGH it'll be a nightmare I tell you a nightmare! You know how it is when two companies haggle and us grunt workers get caught in the middle. SO, if you guys would be willing to save me several hours of mind-numbing paperwork and interviews and all that hassle, could you guys just sign here on this document? My sanity would be most grateful and to be completely honest we did just save your lives. It's the least you could do, don't ya think?" he finished with an innocent little shrug and offering them the quill over the complicated looking document.

It was an affidavit abundant with technical legal jargon to the point where it might as well be gibberish in the eyes of the uneducated man. It also contained more than just admission of rescue, but admission that they were working in violation of multiple regulations (including and not limited to being uncooperative with the local wild life representatives, unplanned logging, proper procedure in interactions with scentient enteties, etc...) AND that they did so not of their own accord but under direct orders (and duress) of the local supervisor and representative of the logging company.
39, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 8 using 1d20+6.  Bluff check: Lie by omission to the lumberjacks as to the full nature of the document he wants them to sign.

I'm not sure if the synergy bonus from linguistics to bluff applies so I didn't include it in the roll. Nor any bonus from their good\friendly attitude towards their saviours or believable/unbelievable lie bonuses/penalties. These things are left up to the GM's discretion after all.

14:37, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 20 using 1d20+9.  Forgery check: Draft up a document in heavy legalese saying the below signed confirm they operated t.

Edit: The forgery check is a linguistics check, just to be clear, and they have to be trained in linguistics in order to beat my roll/DC.

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The spiders dispatched the group began examining the room. The man slumped over the table was dead. However the woman on the cot in the other room was unconscious. She appeared to be a Kellid, perhaps a stranger to the camp that had been treated by the camps medical personal.

This outbuilding looked like a medical building. Two chests were in the room. As well as a bag if fruit and a keg of water.

Meanwhile Francis sat and began writing a lengthy legal document...and as he was talking he looked up to stares of open fear...and talk of no way im signin that

Boss Teedum would have my hide

wife said never sign nothin

id rather be back up on tgat coccoon

no way im signin

Fidget walks over opens the closest of the two chests.

the firs chest closest to her has 2 healing kits, 2 bottles of smelling salts, some premade poultices of herbal remedies (5 in all) that when used on a binds wound would heal 1d3

Arell heads for the second chest, but pauses to look at the woman.

She didn't appear to be dead.  But then, how did she not get hurt by the spiders?

Bah, he wasn't a doctor...unfortunately.

He leaves the girl for someone more qualified and opens the second chest.

OOC:

22:34, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 10 using 1d20.  heal check vs unconscious girl.

"I say! Well done! Oh..." Nom's congratulatory tone diminished when he saw that the man they were trying to rescue was dead. "We should have gotten here sooner."

As Arell rifled through the chests, Nomerendal picked up one of the vials of smelling salts and approached the unconscious woman. He unstoppered the vial and wrinkled his own long nose as the rank scent assailed him. Waving it beneath the nostrils of the woman he waited to see if she would react.

He kept a hand on his dagger... just in case.


OOC: Holding Action: Stabby if she isn't friendly.

Not sure if the vial is used up or not, I'd expect not, and if not, then Nom will keep it in his pocket for future revivals.

A smile comes over Dorak's face when he sees the other healing kits and the poultices. He takes one of the Healing kits and the poultices, since he may well use them on the lumberjacks after treating his own wounded. He then stands beside the unconscious woman and examines her for any sign of trauma.

06:23, Today: Dorak Fellhammer rolled 18 using 1d20+9.  Heal check

Dorak notices many small spider bites all over the barbarian womans body. Then looking around he can see at least 10 of those small spiders carcasses laying around the bed where she lay. Her breathing was steady though as her body fought the venom.

(Its Sara, and I told her shed wake up when the character sheet was done)

The smelling salts where they usually would awake her with a start, because of the venom..she groaned in her unconscious state....

Arell flips open the other chest and sees rows of small vials in a metallic holding bracket. Each vial is labelled.

There are 7 lesser restoration, 5 cure light wounds, 3 cure moderate wounds, 2 neutralize poison, 3 anti-toxin, 1 cure disease.

Arell downs one of the lesser restorations.

Actually feeling like an old man was not something he'd care to repeat.

"Dorak?  Think any of these would work on the girl?"

19:01, Today: DM Dread rolled 1 using 1d4.  How much strength does it restore

Downing one potion, Arell feel a minor amount of the strength return to his body. Maybe this potion had been sitting a while.

Str -6 now

The Kellid woman began to stir from the interventions of the group. She was almost freakishly big and strong-looking, though lying helpless diminishes the impact. Still, she is a massive woman, her arms and legs thick with muscle, but with enough curves that there is no doubt of her gender. Her eyes fluttered open, dark green and sparkling in contrast with her bright red hair. She raised herself onto one elbow, then very slowly swung her feet off of the bed. She moved to stand up, then immediately thought better of it and slumped back down to sit on the bed.

"Where am I? Who are you people?" she demanded, but with a woozy voice.

Arell sighed.  He felt better, surely, but it looked like he'd be drinking this nonsense for a while before he'd be up to full strength.

He looked over to the girl, and found himself blushing just a bit.  Damn...they don't make 'em like that in Falcon's Hollow.

He took a breath and forcibly banished that thought.  No one needed that right now.

The Paladin cleared his throat and spoke civilly, "You're in the lumber camp a couple hours out from Falcon's Hollow, miss.  No idea how long you've been out...we just got here ourselves.  My name's Arell, that's Gnomerendal and that's Dorak.  And we're the unofficial town exterminators."

"Oh, hello! How are you feeling? You're... uh, lar..." suddenly a bit flustered by the realization that this woman's arm was nearly as big around as his chest! "You're in a logger camp recently attacked by spiders. We were hired by the Consortium to come check on a missing shipment and, well, we figured out what held them up..."

"Oh, and my name's Nomerendal, the Tunespinner, many just call me Nom the gnome!" He held out his small hand to be enveloped by the woman's huge paw.

"As Arell mentioned, I'm Dorak Fellhammer. What might your name be? I can see you took multiple bites, but you seem to have thrown off the poison. Impressive..." the dwarf says. Seeing Arell still looking haggard, Dorak hands him another pair of Lesser Restoration vials. "Drink up....you'll need them" he says.

Arell looked at the vial and shrugged, "If you're sure too many of these won't poison me worse." he replies, lifting the vial in salute, "Cheers."

He downs the second vial and hopes it has a better effect than the first.

08:58, Today: DM Dread rolled 1 using 1d4.  Potion of lesser restoration....sheesh Arell next time you roll. D4

Arell feels a slight increase to his strength yet again as it boosted his bodies healing.

St -5

Arell sighs, partially in relief, partially in exasperation.

He grabs two more of the vials and downs both of them at once.

"Remind me to have a word with Teedum on the working conditions around here."

OOC: Welcome to my world, Dread, welcome to my world.

11:33, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 5 using 2d4.  Potions of Lesser Restoration.

That should put me back up to full

She noticed Arell's blush and Nomerendal's nervous reaction and smiled, finally building up the strength to stand to her full height, just shy of six feet. She'd learned since leaving her people that those outside the tribes, even other humans often reacted strangely to the sight of a Kellid warrior-woman. She took the tiny man's hand, her grip loose and noodly, like she was intentionally trying not to hurt him.

The gnome's comments broke her amusement though. "Spiders, right! Nasty little buggers, I got swarmed by them in the woods. I'm Sara Dawnstar of the," she stopped herself before going further then added, "the free peoples of Andoran. Was it the spiders that held up your shipment?"

"I suppose I've learned the lesson that travelling alone in these parts is dangerous. Would you mind if I joined you?"

Arell shrugged, "If you don't mind getting attacked by worse than spiders, sure.  We keep losing people for some reason."

He looks back at the group, "All opposed?"

"One reason is that they get killed Arell," Nom said quietly, suddenly serious.

"But Sara, if you don't mind a compliment, you certainly look like you can handle yourself. You'd be a great addition to our troupe. Certainly not opposed."

Looking around, "By the way, where's Fancis now?"

Eldrin looked at the warrior woman and the others...them said.im going yo bid you goid luck and go in search of Rennick. i knowbthe mission is paramount, but i have his family.bow and feel some respinsibility to him. Farewell and good luck

"You say that like there's something worse than spiders," she said with a shiver of her shoulders. She ran her fingers through her long red hair and shook it out to make sure there were no vermin hiding in it.

"And if they're all that small," she said smiling at Nom, "I can see how they'd be easy to lose."

She moved around lightly getting the blood flowing again. "Who's Rennick? Who's Francis? More tiny companions?" She stopped for a second then grinned, "Did you lose another one?"

She was obviously in good spirits, if a little flippant about their losses. "Where are we headed next?"

Arell frowns as the elf vanishes off to where ever elves go, "It appears we did..."

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.  This was getting ridiculous.  He forced himself back on task and turned back to the new woman

"Rennick works for the lumber consortium--he popped off somewhere within the last day or so, Francis is..." Arell pauses while he tries to find the right word, "...unprecedented.  I think he's still with the lumberjacks we rescued."

He goes to pick up his discarded equipment, a rather nice looking mace and old greatsword almost as tall as he is.

"And yes there are things that are worse...more spiders.  We're in the midst of clearing the camp of them.  Rendal?  About how big would you say the ones from the tent were?"

The gnome smirked at Arell's description of Francis. "You're quite eloquent when you want to be old man!"

"Show her the fang marks."

"There were several of them in the main tent, as tall as Dorak and large enough for him to ride on." The thought of the dwarf mounted upon a spider like some cowherd was a funny one.

Nom helped gather up their gear, including the new finds as they'd be useful if any more spiders were about.

"We'd better keep movin'."

Meanwhile, Francis was still at it, trying to convince the lumberjacks to sign, now switching from appealing to their altruism to their self interest (as far as they knew) instead, "Oh no, no, no my friends, ha ha ha. This isn't a contract, it's just a er statement to save me some trouble. Some trouble for you as well now that I think about it. You'll probably have to write written statements in the account of events (or pay someone to do so) so they can be properly filed with both our organizations, like I said I'm an outside contractor this kinda hassle comes with the territory. Kinda pointless really since these papers won't see the light of day again, not after some pencil pusher sticks them in some cupboard, but alas *sigh* such is procedure. Well if you won't do me, do ALL of us, a favor and nip this future chore in the bud then I guess I'll gladly accept your coin as gratitude for saving your life" and he held out his hand innocently, resigned to take their money if he musts, since they seemed so insistent on giving it to him instead of a signature.

15:35, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 27 using 1d20+9.  Retry bluff (penalty and bonus included), make them think he's doing them a favor

Francis continues to try and bluff them now into either signing or coughing up coin...and such is their fear of Boss Teedum that they immediately begin searching pockets for whatever coin they have and several coppers and silvers appear on a table nearby. He counts 20 Copper and 10 silver

I ainst got no more.

Youse gots what I got

Thats it. But I aint signin nuthin

Yeah!!!

Sorry come see me payday.

She raised an eyebrow at the gnomes suggestion the handsome older man 'show her the fang marks' "That's ok, I believe you." she said holding up her hand.

"Come on, let's go meet Francis," she said walking out of the tent.

"Sure, don't say we didn't warn you..." Arell lead them back out to commons--where Francis was brushing up on contract law.

"Frank, the hells are you doing?" Arell barked at the man.

Fidget having left to relieve herself hears the group talking to someone as they are leaving the medical building. When she see's the large woman she runs up pushing past the group and grabs the warriors huge hand with both hers, and begins shaking it vigorously. The perky little Gnome woman launches into her normal nonstop talking. Hi my names Fidget, Your awfully big. Are you stronger then Arell? Where are you from? Your named after the sun did you know that? The Dawnstar is another name for it you know.
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Overwhelmed by gnomish enthusiasm, Sara went with it, shaking Fidget's hand gently. She crouched down to the gnomes level (or as close as she could) and laughed. "I'm Sara, and I guess I must look big to you! I did know I was named for the Sun. And I haven't wrestled with Arell or anything," she smiled and looked up at the paladin "But yes, I'm stronger than Arell."

She wasn't sure about that herself, but who could go against that kind of enthusiasm?

Arell stops cold, and turns away from Frank's shenanigans.

He looks at this upstart youngster with the sort of fire in his eyes that only someone who knows exactly how good they are could possess.

"I disagree, naturally." he said conversationally, "If the lady wishes to press the issue, I would be happy to settle it back in town.  However, now is neither the time or place for such shenanigans--there's more spiders to find."

And yes, Arell is exactly the sort of person to quash that kind of enthusiasm.

Francis jerks up, startled from his deliberations by Arell. "...Nooothiiing," he answered cautiously while slowly taking his quill off the parchment after having decided he might as well forge the lumberjacks' signatures anyway. It would hardly be the first time, and it's not like he actually intended for the document to see the light of a courtroom. It was just a bargaining tool so where was the harm, it was a victimless crime at best.

Pocketting the money and shelving the task for later (preferably when Arell's judgmental eyes were not around) Francis took slope of his returned companions (+1) and his face couldn't help but sour. "By the gods, they're multiplying" he mumbled under his breath while slowly shaking his head.

Putting in his signature I'm-better-than-you attitude, Francis stood up straighter, adjusted his nonexistent necktie and said "Well, while you lot have been wandering around, wasting time, I have used my brilliant detective and deductive skills to determine the most likely cause of this misshap and the most optimal course we should take to mend the problem in a more permanent manner. With the lumberjacks saved, we should not bother outselves any further with clean up duty. Any remaining spiders can be cleared out by a task force later, now that the lumberjacks will inform our "benefactor" of the situation. We should be looking at the bigger picture and if all goes well, killing the spiders might not even be necessary and then proceeded to fill them in on what he had learned.
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Smiling she looked at Arell, then Fidget, then back at the paladin again. "Looking forward to it. But you're right, there's work to be done."

She followed Arell to the man in the ridiculous costume. "Francis, I presume," she asks Fidget.

After listening to the summary their next step seemed clear. "I guess we are going to have to find this druid then. "

"Francis, Ye daft fool. If these fellows couldn't beat the spiders before, what makes Ye think they can do so now. No, our duty is to eliminate the threat here in camp afore Haring off. Why speak to this druid, if druid he be?" Dorak says.

I agree we should clear the town of any threat then we'll go see this druid.

As the group was talking, 4 odd looking spiders the size of small dogs with crab like pincers came around the piles of logs at the lumber camp heading for the party...

Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mvQ1UJyg2WtPTJdwx

Combat Summary

Arell  AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/8 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Sara AC:16(T:12/FF:14)CMD:16 HP:15/15 FO:+5 RE:+2 WL:-1
1st Barbarian Human Female defenses:+4 strength and dex, +2 AC (from dex) +2 will while raging (7 rounds per day)

Wand of Cure Light- 22 charges remain

vs

Giant Crab Spiders (x4) AC:13 (T-13/FF-11) CMD:12 (24 vs trip) HP: 15/15,15/15,15/15,15/15
FO:+4 RE: +2 WL:+0
Small Vermin Immune Mind-Affecting

Nom, for once, was quiet as he began to consider a future match-up between Arell and their new fighting companion, Sara. Falcon's Hollow could certainly use a good dose of treatment in the form of a spectacle such as this, wherein the town clerk and a very well put together warrior-ess faced off for charity. The little gnome pictured himself retaining some of the proceeds for administrative purposes, but was very confident he could promote such an event.

"Don't worry Arell, I've seen you take on challenging foes before and come out on top..." Nom's awkward attempt to reassure his old friend was made even more awkward by his unfortunate choice of words. "I mean... I think you could take her... erm..."

Thankfully for the gnome more spiders chose just that moment to arrive, giving Arell a more urgent target than Nom's head!

"These ones seem a bit better-fed than that last bunch!" Nom observed as he raised his little bow. He took a step behind Dorak in order to line up a better shot, and waited to loose his arrow until the spiders got just a little bit closer...


Holding until Dorak steps forward to engage, move 5' to [28,19]
Holding attack until closest spider steps forward into 30' range...
  Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 17 to hit for 5 damage!

Arell moves past Sara and into a guarding stance.

He squishes the first spider that tries to get past him.

"They're easier to hit, though."

OOC:

Move to [17, 30]
Hold Attack until spider enters melee range

14:23, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 13 using 1d20+4.  Attack vs Spider AC 13 Power Attack. HIT

14:24, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 17 using 2d6+9.  Damage roll vs Spider.

Fidget turns and a purple ball of force streaks from her finger striking the farthest spider.

(Targeting spider in square 12 / 31)
18:22, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 2 using 1d4+1. Magic Missile Damage.

Sarai readied her bardiche and moved to just behind Arell. She swung over his shoulder at any spider coming her way.

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Move to (18,30)
Enter rage (+4 strength, +4 dex, +2 will save -> AC 18, strength 21
Ready power attack for second spider to come into range (after Arell's). Hit AC 21 for 14.

22:37, Today: Sara Dawnstar rolled 14 using 1d10+10.  bardiche damage.

22:36, Today: Sara Dawnstar rolled 21 using 1d20+5.  hit spider power attack.

Still weakened, and lacking an effective attack, Dorak casts Guidance on Arell, bolstering his resistance to spider venom.

Francis sighs in an exasperated way, as if here he was again, having had to explain to a particularly sliw child yet again why 2 and 2 makes 4. Why couldn't people just keep up with him? "1st, the consortium didn't know why the delivery was delayed. Why send a score of soldiers for what could easily be a case of broken wheels? Now that they know better they can send a propper responce. 2nd, a druid can control wildlife and could tell the spiders to back away. If they were sent here by other enteties, such as the fey or the ethercap, not killing their pets/minions/whatever would make possible diplomatic solutions easier. 3rd- " just then the spiders show up "-OMG WTF are those disgusting things KILL THEM WITH FIRE!" he freaked out and did what he did best when in doubt.

ooc:  I can't see the map so I'm relying on you gm.
Francis will try to move as best he can in a position where he can catch as many of the enemies with his 15ft cone of fire, without hurting any of his allies.
15:16, Today: Francis Sighnd rolled 3 using 1d4.  Scald (15ft cone, 1d4 fire dmg, Reflex DC 14 halves).
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Nomerendal glanced at both the spiders and Dorak

Arell moved forward to take up a defensive stance readying his sword.

Fidget said something in arcane and a familiar picnk globe flew out and unerringly headed between Arells legs and around the first Spider to strike one behind.

Sara grabbed her bbardiche from her back where the strap held it, and stepped forward behind Arell, preparing to defend.

Dorak moved to step behind Arell and reached out to touch him saying Receive Torags Blessing bolstering Arells resistance to venom.

Then Nomerendal moved forward pulling his bow out.

Francis, pushed the papers down in his satchel as he headed forward, pulling up the nozzle of the contraption he wore it ignited the tip with a blue flame

then the bugs began to advance and Nomerendal's arrow hit the one to the left in front.

Arell then finished it off as it got closet to him

Sara all but smashed the one adjacent to it as it moved forward.

then a fwoosh of flame erupted from Francis' contraption catching the remaining three in its embrace. 06:51, Today: DM Dread rolled 15,15,15 using 1d20+2,1d20+2,1d20+2.  dc 14 reflex for half fire damage. 06:54, Today: DM Dread rolled 1 using 1d4.  fire damage. All of them were beneath the heart of the cone, but none the less were injured from the heat. The one Sara had hit shriveled and died.

the two remaining spiders attacked. one on Francis one on Arell 06:56, Today: DM Dread rolled 15,22 using 1d20+2,1d20+2.  vs Arell AC 16 vs Francis AC 12. 06:57, Today: DM Dread rolled 4 using 1d20+2.  confirm crit on Francis. 06:58, Today: DM Dread rolled 4 using 1d4.  damage to Francis.06:59, Today: DM Dread rolled 14 using 1d20+1.  posion save DC 14.. The small spider on Arell couldnt bite through his shin guard. The one on Francis hoever sunk its fangs in the meaty part of his calf, missing any major arteries. Francis pulled his leg back before any venom was injected though.

Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mvRDajbIJ45NZVs45

Combat Summary

Arell  AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/10FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/3 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Human Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/8 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day.

Sara AC:16(T:12/FF:14)CMD:16 HP:15/15 FO:+5 RE:+2 WL:-1
1st Barbarian Human Female defenses:+4 strength and dex, +2 AC (from dex) +2 will while raging (7 rounds per day)

Wand of Cure Light- 22 charges remain

vs

Giant Crab Spiders (x4) AC:13 (T-13/FF-11) CMD:12 (24 vs trip) HP:15/13,15/12
FO:+4 RE: +2 WL:+0
Small Vermin Immune Mind-Affecting

Arell spun his sword around and drove it straight into the spider nibbling at his shins.

He'd had quite enough of that today, thank you very much.

OOC:

10:22, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 19 using 1d20+4.  Attack vs Spider AC 13 Power Attack. HIT

10:23, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 15 using 2d6+9.  Greatsword damage.

It be dead.

Dorak moves southwest as quickly as his legs will go. Stopping in 21,32 (1 square south of 20,32) He turns and channels Torag's healing energies. Using selective Channel, he fails to heal the two spiders.

Channel Energy 6 on 1d6. All within 30'(except spiders) are healed 6 hps.

Watching Arell's prowess with a sword, Sara didn't want to be outdone. She roared and swung her weapon fiercely at the only remaining spider. Unfortunately, perhaps she was watching Arell too closely, her attack failed to connect with the dog-sized arachnid.

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10:44, Today: Sara Dawnstar rolled 10 using 1d20+5.  power attack hit spider.

Nom trotted from behind the dwarf, off to one side and lined up another shot so as not to immediately endanger his comrades should the arrow stray. He grinned as Arell, no doubt driven by the watching eyes of a certain newcomer, sliced and chopped his way through the spiders.

"If only you'd been that aggressive with the big ones Arell!" Nom called as he loosed his own attack on the remaining spider.


Move to [27,16]
Fling Arrow at Spidey: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 15 to hit for 2 damage

Without hesitation Fidget flings a globe of acid at the remaining spider, her aim is true and she scores a hit.

18:45, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 1 using 1d3. Damage from acid splash.
18:45, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 21 using 1d20+2. To hit AC 13.

A high pitched girly scream pierces the ears of those unfortunate enoght to be near. HIIIIIIII!!! Oh the pain! I'm dying, I'M DYING!!! Someone save me! Aaaaaaah!!! By the gods, nobody has ever suffered this much torture! Help me, save me, OMG what if I get rabbies?! MY LIFE IS OVER!!!" Francis freaked out.

ooc: That's my turn...
...What? It's the first time Francis has been damaged since the start of the game and I think its finally dawned on him that this whole adventuring thing is dangerous and that he could get hurt.

Arell takes out another crab-like spider

Dorak moves backwards and a burst of white light emanates out healing thouse around him. several gasps can be heard in the tent as the powerful energies heal spider wounds.

Sarah swings her pole-arm, but unsettled as she was by Francis weird contraption, she misjudged where it was and her blade struck the dirt.


Moving to a better vantage point, Nomerendal loosed an arrow that struck it above a leg joint.

Fidget through a small globe of acid at the creature...it sizzled as it hit.

Francis started jumping around and shouting. in fear...and the lumberjacks began laughing crazily.

The remaining crab-spider attacked Arell 19:27, Today: DM Dread rolled 17 using 1d20+2.  ayyack Arell AC 16. 19:27, Today: DM Dread rolled 2 using 1d4.  damage to Arell. 19:28, Today: DM Dread rolled 20 using 1d20+2.  poison save DC 12. The Spider managed to penetrate his boot top with its fangs, but the venom did not...



Map: https://1drv.ms/u/s!Aptb6Vt5lI7mvRSOaqzhnORaNkZb

Combat Summary

Arell  AC:16(T-11/FF-15)CMD:16 HP:10/8 FO:+2 RE:+1 WL:+1
1st Paladin Human Male

Nomerendal AC:16(T-14/FF-13) CMD:+11 HP:10/10 FO:+2 RE:+5 WL:+1
1st Bard Gnome Male Defensive Training: +4 dodge vs monsters (giant subtype)
Illusion Resistance: +2 save bonus vs illusion spells & effects.

Fidget AC:12(T-12/FF-11)CMD:+10 HP:9/9 FO:+3 RE:+3 WL:+2
1st Sorcerer Fey Bloodline Gnome Female

Frances AC:12 (T-12/FF-10) CMD:13 HP:7/7 FO:+1 RE:+4 WL:+2
1st Gearhead Half-Elf Male Defenses: Steam Bleed- Partial and Total concealment

Dorak -1 Str AC:18(T-10/FF-18)CMD:11 HP:10/10 FO:+5 RE:+1 WL:+6
1st Cleric Dwarf Male defenses: +2 vs poison,spells, and spell-like abilities,+2 to remove negative levels, +4 CMD vs bull rush or trip attempt while standing on the ground,
+4 dodge bonus to AC vs giant subtype, Channel Energy 1d6 4x/day. xx

Sara AC:16(T:12/FF:14)CMD:16 HP:15/15 FO:+5 RE:+2 WL:-1
1st Barbarian Human Female defenses:+4 strength and dex, +2 AC (from dex) +2 will while raging (7 rounds per day)

Wand of Cure Light- 22 charges remain

vs

Giant Crab Spiders (x4) AC:13 (T-13/FF-11) CMD:12 (24 vs trip) HP:15/9
FO:+4 RE: +2 WL:+0
Small Vermin Immune Mind-Affecting
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Completely distracted by Francis' screams, Sara swung and missed again.

22:02, Today: Sara Dawnstar rolled 10 using 1d20+6.  Attack spider no power attack.

Arell winces in pain, but doesn't feel too much worse for wear, thank Abadar....

But the lapse of concentration causes his sword to glance off the thick chitin of his latest ankle biter.

Maybe he should have just kicked it.



23:04, Today: Arell Kirkwood rolled 12 using 1d20+5.  Attack vs Spider AC 13.  And there's my usual luck with rolling...

Sara? Be a dear and take care of this would you? XD

Dorak gets a sly grin on his face and conjures up 2 Gallons of water...about 20 feet above the spider. He watches as his 'water bomb' falls straight down to strike the area the spider was in.

05:58, Today: Dorak Fellhammer rolled 15 using 1d20.  Ranged Touch attack vs AC 5.

OOC: Okay, hit the square I was aiming for. 2 gallons of water weighs 16 lbs, so figure falling damage..
2 damage (dice roll 1d6 in dice roller)
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Nom quickly drew again, held while his friends competed in the spider smashing championships, watched grinning as Dorak's creative magics attempted to drown the beastie, and then loosed just for good measure. The little arrow punctured the chitinous exoskeleton and sunk deeply.

It was satisfying to the gnome. He hummed a bit of melody concocted from a battle hymn he'd once heard.

Fling Arrow at Spidey: Nomerendal Tunespinner rolled 14 to hit for 5 damage

The tiny sorceress has had enough stepping up she looks at the last spider a hurls her last ball of force at it striking it in the face and dropping it dead on the ground. I'm getting damn sick of spiders.


17:20, Today: Fidget Mossgrower rolled 2 using 1d4+1. MM Damage.

"Nice one, Fidgit. Want to slap Francis out of his panic attack? If I did it, I might not want to stop." Dorak jokes.

between the deluge of water dropped on it, one of Nomerendals arrows and a globe of magical force from Fidget the last of the crab-like spiders ceased its existence....

in the distance a dog could be heard barking.

Sara forced herself to calm down, her shoulders drooping with fatigue. But she recovered quickly and stowed her weapon.

"Does that finish them in the camp, do you think? Have you cleared everywhere?"

Nom's head cocked, listening... "A dog. Does anyone else hear that?"

Turning back to Sara, "Uh... no, there are still a few more buildings here we've not been in yet..."

The little gnome shot a sly wink at his companions and walked over to stand before Francis. "Hey, where are you hurt? Ooooh, that looks bad. Very bad. Calm down, you'll just make the poison rush through you faster. I gotta be honest, you don't have much time left, I'm sorry. Any last words? Is there anything you wish to tell us, or perhaps give us, before you... before you... pass on?"