Szilard's Game (aka, the awesomeist DnD game ever!)

[Szilard]

So, this is where we will be playing our game, with me as your DM, in short time, I will post your charcter links, as well as a small backstorie to your part of the world.

Characters
Players and charcters.
Serow- Dael Deckr (DD)
Zyks- Kirantos(K)
Trizap- Graarg (G)
Proteus- Glim Yonburg (GY)
Naleh- Rodaugh (R)
Background info

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First off, the world is called Tootai. The city you are starting in is skidadle. Long ago, there was a great earthquake (Or should I call it a Tootaiquake?) which seperated the little strip of land skidadle was on, from the mainland by a couple hundred feet.(fig. 1) The crack was so deep, magma was exposed, and meanwhile, water was rushing in, and the crack is still steaming to this day.
Skidadle has grown a mostly isolated culture with some impact due to magic and communication. Later on, a major conquest was lead, with the city of skidadle in its way. Using marvelous feats of engineering, they erected five long bridges and sent their troops to skidadle.(fig. 2)
Of course they were met with a wall, but they reduced is to rubble, only the three center towers remain today. (fig. 3) Many years have passed since then and the city has grown past those three towers with a tourism district in front full of inns and taverns. The tavern owners house is where a tower used to be.

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The actual game:
You are all standing outside the Tavern owners house, about to explore what is down the trapdoor and find out who the "little, blue crazy guy" is.



((Put out of character chat in double parentheses, though I might just make an OOC thread. Edit:OOC thread.))
((The yellow circles are the PC with their initials, the red is for npc/enemies with To standing for Tavern owner. The brown square with a T is the Trapdoor.))
((The background info has been updated.))

[serow]

Dael

The young man seems rather eager to get moving.
"Looks like this is it. I hope everyone's ready for the great unknown? I'm rather excited myself!"

[Trizap]

"methinks I should go first, Graarg is tough, Graarg take any punishment dealt by traps on trapdoor or little blue man" Graarg walked up to the door and opened it ,he stepped inside.

[Szilard]

The room has wooden walls, a door leading outside, a table in the north, a trapdoor, and a hall in the west. The tavern owner is in the room to greet you.

"Hello my good sir, the little man went down that trapdoor over there."
He points at the trapdoor.

[Trizap]

"ok, but stand back......." Graarg took out his greataxe, he walked cautiously towards the trapdoor, grasping the handle he flung it open, ready for anything.

[Szilard]

There is a ladder going down, with nothing coming out at all, except a faint glowing light.

[Trizap]

Graarg called out to the others "good news, no traps at the trap door....somethings glowing down there though.....I'm going to check it out" Graarg climbs down the latter.

[Szilard]

((I have to go now, but I'll have a discription up tomarrow.))

[Naleh]

Rodaugh, a slight man in studded leather armour, follows Graarg inside. He grins nervously at the tavern owner as he loads a crossbow, ready for whatever the "little, blue crazy guy" and his mysterious trapdoor could throw at them.

[Proteus]

Glim follows the others into the tavern, waves to the owner, then moves to the trapdoor. He notices the the faint glow. "Hmm, wonder what that could be," he says, grinning. "Only one way to find out!"

Glim then climbs down the ladder.

[serow]

Dael

Following the others into the tavern and eyeing the trapdoor, Dael says "Guys, once we get down there, I'll take a look and see if I can track our little blue friend."

[Zyks]

Kirantos

((sorry, a little late in getting here but I am alive))

Seeing the others file into the building, the heavy set dwarf shuffles in after them.

Well, no sense in hanging about, lets get going!

He promptly drops through the trapdoor, sliding quickly down the ladder and landing with a dull thump on the ground below

((I wont type in dwarvish accents, just imagine them ))

[Szilard]

Graarg, Glim Yonburg, and Kirantos climb down the ladder into a smallish stone bricked room with a door to the west and sacks of grain to the north. The glow is coming from phosphorescent fungus, which conveingently lights your way.



Anyone want to make any skill checks for any reason?

[Trizap]

Graarg looks at the underground door. "why Graarg have feeling that this is going to take longer than we think?" Graarg cautiously walked over to the door and opens it.

[Szilard]

The door is locked, or stuck it doesn't really matter. On it is a riddle though.
The clues here represented one by one,
tells the army what to do.
I breathe, but do not live,
what am I?
I am in the middle of something that
is flatter, what word am I?
Some call me William, but
what do friends call me?
Those are the clues, now
what is it you order me?

[Zyks]

Kirantos

the army? thats strange. Breathing but not living, no idea what that could be. or the flatter stuff. Williams friends. Could be a shirtening of the name? like Bill, or Will.

[Szilard]

Kirantos, make a spot check.

[Zyks]

Kirantos

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spot: (1d20+0)[10]

[Trizap]

The door is locked, or stuck it doesn't really matter. On it is a riddle though.
The clues here represented one by one,
tells the army what to do.
I breathe, but do not live,
what am I?
I am in the middle of something that
is flatter, what word am I?
Some call me William, but
what do friends call me?
Those are the clues, now
what is it you order me?

"Graarg confused........heck with it, I'm tackling this" Graarg backed up then ran forward, tackling the door

[Proteus]

Glim laughs at Graag's exclamation. "Someone doesn't like riddles, I see."


"Hmm... something that breathes, but does not live... Fire, perhaps? It needs air, I suppose. And in the middle of the word 'flatter' is 'at'..."

Glim then turns to Kirantos. "Bill or Will, eh? Wait... will! As in 'fire at will'? That's something to telll an army! Fire at will!"

[Szilard]

The door clicks. right before Graarg smashes it open into the next room.
((speaking of which, I'll have the map up in a second.))

Okay, there is a barrel in the north and a door to the west.

[Trizap]

Graarg not realizing they solved the riddle exclaims "Graarg smashed puny door! who needs to be able to solve riddles when you can simply smash you way through? hey whats in that barrel?" Graarg walks over and looks in the barrel.

[Szilard]

Make a spot check. Or search.

[Trizap]

((Search Check))

[sblock=Search check]
(1d20)[10]
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[Naleh]

Rodaugh descends the ladder awkwardly, still holding his crossbow. His line of thought runs similarly to Graarg's, and he examines the sacks of grain. "If noone knew about that trapdoor... why is there grain down here?"

[Szilard]

You search the barrel, but you just can't see anything in it. Just as you are done searching, a Troglodyte armed with a greatclub jumps out at you. Roll initiative.
@Naleh, if you are searching the sacks of grain, you have to search them one at a time and roll a search check for each. Just in case you didn't already know.

[Zyks]

Kirantos

The dwarf laughs heartily as the barbarian flies through the now open door, and congratulates Glim on solving it. He then stides into the next room himself

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If I need initiative, here it is. Initiative:(1d20+1)[14]

[Szilard]

((Okay, I still need initiative from Graarg, and anyone else who wants to fight the Trog. If anyone has any daily spells or anything, they could PM it to me like Proteus.))

[Naleh]

Rodaugh is about to begin searching the sacks in greater detail when they are very rudely interrupted by the troglodyte. The man is taken completely off-guard by this, although he eventually takes aim with his crossbow.

Initiative - (1d20+1)[4]
If he can get a clear shot at the attacker, he'll take it:
Attack - (1d20-2)[1] (with the -4 penalty for shooting into melee)
Damage - (1d8+1)[2]

[Szilard]

((Ooh, even if you could shoot past Glim, you'd miss. ))
Guess we're waiting on Graarg's roll.