Goodman Games

As you continue inside, you are greeted by a home that had obviously been overrun by hundreds of starving "piranha" salamanders. Anything remotely edible was devoured long ago. On the far wall leans a shovel resting near a large hole dug deeper into the hill. A new torch and 50' of rope s...

OOC: Sorry Shingen, but we have to move forward. Please subscribe to the topic and try to check in at least every 3 days. Whether it is panic, or attachment to his favorite hen, that keeps him from acting we will never know, but Dervos grips that hen like a vice even as the salamanders' razor sharp ...

Meh. I've made him Chaotic in my world because how can a Cthulhu cult calling for the destruction of the world by a long dead god be anything but? Even if you think he himself is above the fray, his followers are clearly chaotic. “Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.” – “In his house ...

Ok. It's group initiative dodd, so we'll have to go with that 1 for your pair.

Red Robert, Honest John go first
Then Marvin (Xim is out cold)
Then Bad Guy
Then Jenkins and Joseph

Did I miss anyone? Assuming no, tell me what you're trying to do and roll as appropriate.

Max_The_Judge wrote:OOC: We're rolling for initiative at -1d, right?

Yep. You're running on fumes.

Willoughby, Krex, and Bitterbrew investigate the pillar for openings, interesting protrusions, blinking or shiny bits and wonder why it's warmer there... The pillar isn't warmer. It's just less covered than the area below the crevasse in the ceiling. Still, its got so much ice and snow around that ...

Jenkins runs into the room, followed a few steps behind by Red Robert, Honest John, Marvin and Joseph. Once again, as you enter this large room, waves of darkness and evil flood over you. Every light source you carry seems to be dampened and dimmed. The large, circular pedestal stands with the smal...

ooc: what is the tribe's perception of the Demon Ice? Reverence? Fear? Both? BACKGROUND You are members of a barbarian tribe of nomads, living in the vast frozen expanse known by those of the soft-civilized folk in the south who know of it at all as the Forlorn North. Your tribe, The Ghost Ice Clan...

doddwaco wrote:[Jenkins Will Save 6+5=11, my streak continues...]

Jenkins feels compelled to return the Spear to the sanctuary and place it into the pedestal...

(Ooc: hey judge, what's your response to Joseph's to use his herding skills and familiarity with dogs to lure the missing pooch from its honey hole?) OOC: I missed that, sorry. Well played. Joseph, clearly familiar with working with and training dogs, crouches down in front of a hole in the rubble ...

OOC: Red Robert punches the halfling. To hit 14, damage 3. OOC: Unless I'm wrong, Xim started with 4 hp, but lost one falling into a pit, so... Red Roberts' fist catches Xim squarely on the chin. His eyes roll back in his head and he falls, knocked out cold. The Spear of Ramat clatters to the stone...

Jester Jenkins and Joseph begin wailing on the halfling in an attempt to knock him out. "Go to sleep, dear prince! Dream of small, furry footed women!" shouts the fool, swinging his sword wildly. "Shut up and hit him, you idiot!" the herder yells, missing with his staff. [JJ to ...

Marvin, fearing the imminent death of his small friend, sidles up to Xim. "You're right, we absolutely need to get to the altar... look, a muskrat!" He points into the corner, and then takes advantage of Xim's confusion to jump on him. "GET HIM!" he yells, as he tries to subdue ...

...the tentacles wrap around his hand, and force the metal disc snug into his palm... The disc glows with a dim silver luminescence, but produces no other noticeable effect. If he tries to shake it off, does that change anything? Does it interfere with him using his spear, or seem likely to interfe...

Sorry, my bad.

They go straight for Dervos' hen and Kleaver's chicken meat [EDITED] with razor-sharp teeth!

Kleaver successfully tosses his chicken meat aside and it is quickly and ravenously consumed by a mound of writhing salamanders.

What does Dervos do re the hen?!?

Can Blackfeet see anything through the holes in the ceiling? The crevasse in the ceiling leads upwards into the ice, roughly at a 45 degree angle. There are many cracks and protrusions, but any attempt to climb up this way would certainly be precarious (although you are welcome to attempt it if you...

OOC: Ok, so here's the marching order I have: Scotti: Hugh, Kleaver Shingen: Dervos, Eibur Chuck: Grom, Mavory Dimonic: Jim , Aloysius Scotti: Grismelda, Dhourdem Shingen: Silas, Percival Chuck: Krieger, Smokey Dimonic: Shanaserial, Slobo Kleaver tests the doorknob. It is unlocked. Suddenly, Dervos ...

Gray stone makes good weapons , thinks Tarr. Is it sharp on it's disc edge, or it's tentacle edges? Do the tentacles just flex up and down relative to the disk, or do they have a fuller range of motion? Anything underneath it, when he lifts it out of the box? Not sharp on the edges, no. When Tarr p...

Tarr chips away the ice on the box with his spear. Once cleared, he throws the thing open. Tarr picks up the beautiful mahogany box and opens it. Inside is a 3" diameter metal disk with five flexible "tentacles" protruding from it, resembling a skinny star fish. Bjorn and Kurr examin...

He is still compelled to place the Spear of Ramat into the hole on that pedestal.

[OOC: My PCs don't have food. However, Joseph is a herder with a herding dog (who is outside I guess?). Can he use his skills working with his own dog to draw the dog out?] It's assumed that you all have a little food and water. You wouldn't go on such an expedition without them. That's hand waved ...

As you are working that out, you have all gathered to form a search party in front of Nebin’s home. The orange twilight casts a soft glow upon the hand-carved walnut door set into the hillside. No light is burning from within. Nebin dug his pantry inside the walls of his home so that he would not h...

Bjorn leaps onto the back of the creature and draws her knife across his throat... and it drops with a muffled thud, it's warm blood creating rivulets in the frost on the frost below it. As you catch your breath and look around the great mounds of shattered ice and piles of snow nearly filling this...