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Conan Ruleset v1.73.3312 for Fantasy Grounds Copyright 2020 Modiphius Entertainment, Ltd.
Core RPG ruleset v3.3.12A for Fantasy Grounds Copyright 2019 Smiteworks USA, LLC
Meltam rolls a Society test:
Target: 11 Focus: 4 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 2 Momentum: 1 [1d20.16+1d20.2 = 18]
You succeeded and generated momentum!
The group returns to the Whisper Wood Inn. It is as lively as normal, tables are bustling, there is a "jam-session featuring the latest in Messantian wind instruments" on the stage, and you spot the manager, Meredeth, out waiting tables and running around hectically while behind the bar the usual barman, Tandaral, is serving up drinks and taking care of the patrons nearest the bar.
Meredeth nods to the group and gestures for you to take a table near the stage, just in case Slumbara decides he needs to join in with a spare tuba or some such thing.
Meredeth heads by at a high rate of speed to drop food off at another table.
Meredeth: "What can I get for you?"
Slumbara: Ale and meat
Meredeth: Got it.
Slumbara: to Cilissa
Slumbara: So who was that lady you killed anyways?
Cilissa: Oh, I've been here before, this place is fun to slum at, although the place two blocks over is better for violent bar fights.
Cilissa looks at Slumbara.
Cilissa: Oh, just some annoying fly who needed to be swatted, she had been trying to loot that tomb for years. Claimed the end of the world was there and had to be purged for the sake of humanity, blah blah blah. How's the beer here these days?
Slumbara: The beer is good. Also, there was definitely some sort of evil in that tomb
The other woman's name was - Shanla Petriry - in case the group decides thet might want to look more into her background.
Volmalric: Past tense, fortunately
Cilissa: Sure.
Cilissa gestures to Meredeth.
Cilissa: Hey, serving wench. Beers on me.
Cilissa grabs pouch of gold coins from her waist and tosses it into the air.
Meltam discretely makes way to the men's room.
Meltam rolls a Stealth test:
Target: 14 Focus: 2 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 2 Momentum: 1 [1d20.10+1d20.4 = 14]
You succeeded and generated momentum!
Slumbara rolls an Observation test:
Target: 9 Focus: 1 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.11+1d20.9 = 20]
You did succeed!
This prompts some level of fighting and aggravation as people (who are not Meredeth) scramble for the coins.
Meltam is able to achieve his sneakiness, due to everyone being distracted by flung gold coins.
Cilissa: That's right, stupid monkeys, fight for the shiny objects.
Cilissa pushes a guy out of a chair and settles down in it.
Guy pushed out of chair: Hey now!
Guy pushed out of chair: URK.
Guy pushed out of chair drops to the ground, turns purplish and begins convulsing.
Cilissa drinks his beer.
Cilissa: You are right Kushite, this is good beer.
Everyone else vacates the table she has selected.
Slumbara: Beer is like sex: Even if its bad, its still pretty good
Cilissa: Hell yeah. I knew I liked you.
Slumbara sits down with Cilissa
Volmalric rolls a Healing test:
Target: 13 Focus: 3 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.15+1d20.9 = 24]
You did succeed!
Meltam rolls a Sorcery test:
Target: 13 Focus: 2 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.14+1d20.16+1d20.3 = 33]
You did succeed!
Volmalric: Well, we've known you for about 30min now and you've got a comparable bodycount to Meltam
Volmalric: It's pretty impressive
Volmalric: Especially since we haven't gotten in a fight with anything since then
Cilissa: Kushite, does this Mitran whore always complain about dead people around you? I mean, what a party pooper.
Cilissa looks at Volmalric in the same way that a slaughterhouse butcher would consider a defenseless calf.
Cilissa: So... what skills do you bring to the table?
Slumbara: It depends on how they died
Meredeth drops off beer, looks at Cilissa like she is trying to remember something, gives up and walks away.
Town Guard walks in and over to the table.
Town Guard: What is wrong with that man?
Town Guard points at the dead guy on the ground.
Meltam rolls a Stealth test:
Target: 14 Focus: 2 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.16+1d20.9 = 25]
You did succeed!
Slumbara looks
Slumbara: He looks dead to me
Slumbara rolls a Healing test:
Target: 10 Focus: 1 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.16+1d20.7 = 23]
You did succeed!
Slumbara examines the man
Slumbara: Yup, definitely dead
Slumbara sits back down
Slumbara: Normally I would assume Meltam was responsible, but he is not here
Town Guard: Well, someone had to kill this man.
Meredeth walks over.
Meltam rolls an Observation test:
Target: 12 Focus: 3 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 5 Momentum: 4 [1d20.1+1d20.19+3d20.7 = 41]
You succeeded and generated momentum!
Meredeth: Umm... I am kind of busy, was not paying attention, what's the problem?
Slumbara: Yes, and with poison no less
Slumbara: A coward's weapon

Tack:
[1d20.4 = 4]
GM: [14]
GM rolls a test:
Target: 14 Focus: 1 Difficulty: 2 Complications: 0 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.18+1d20.8 = 26]
You did not succeed.
Town Guard looks over in the direction of the men's room, where Meltam is walking out of it, his face a mass of writhing dog noses while his large floppy Beagle-ears are pointed upright as if listening for a dog whistle.
Town Guard: IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLY! THAT ABOMINATION MUST HAVE KILLED HIM!
Town Guard blows whistle to summon more guards.
Meltam rolls a Resistance test:
Target: 10 Focus: 1 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 1 Successes: 0 Momentum: 0 [1d20.18+1d20.20 = 38]
You did not succeed.
Slumbara: I don't think the dog monster uses poison
Slumbara rolls an Insight test:
Target: 8 Focus: 0 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 1 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.1+1d20.19 = 20]
You did succeed!
Volmalric: Mitra's blessing
Slumbara shows the guard the poison dart in the corpse
Slumbara: Meltam would use poison, it is cowards weapon
Slumbara: But I am not sure where he ran off to
Slumbara: But a dog monster would have violently killed and eaten him
Meltam's super powerful hearing has just completely and totally stunned and disorientated him. He collapses to the ground and begins whimpering and licking his ears. The crowd panics and stampedes out of the building, some crashing through windows to escape.
Slumbara rolls a Persuade test:
Target: 9 Focus: 1 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 0 Momentum: 0 [1d20.14+1d20.15 = 29]
You did not succeed.
Town Guard: Die abomination!
Town Guard runs forward while drawing sword to dispatch the foul murderous creature.
Cilissa drinks beer.
Cilissa has a big smile on her face like this is the most amusing thing that has happened this week.
Slumbara turns to Cilissa
Volmalric: Stop, stop, it's just a mask. Dang it, Meltam, this is NOT the time for pranks
Volmalric rolls a Persuade test:
Target: 12 Focus: 2 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 3 Momentum: 2 [1d20.1+1d20.5 = 6]
You succeeded and generated momentum!
Town Guard stops mid-run.
Volmalric intercepts the guard and leans down to help Meltam up
Volmalric: Take it off, you fool
Town Guard: Oh, hmm... it is close to festival season. But someone killed that man.
Volmalric pretends to try and pull the mask off of him
Slumbara: Yes, with this poison dart
Slumbara points to the poison dart
Volmalric: It's a ceremonial mask from the old days
Slumbara: But you go ahead and kill the idiot dog man, good police work
Volmalric: Uuuugh, and the fool used the sealant meant to keep impurities out and it's STUCK
Volmalric: Come on, I've got the solvant up in my room
More whistles and shouts erupt as the additional guards come into the area and try to detain everyone while a riot forms from people trying to leave who are guilty of various things and therefore would immediately arouse suspicion.
Meredeth sighs.
Meredeth: I knew I should have taken the night off.
Meredeth sits down and waits for something to happen that does not require her to make dodge or parry checks.
Volmalric drags Meltam upstairs while people are distracted, throwing a bag over the horrible monstrosity that has replaced the sorcerer's head
Town Guard walks over and looks at poison dart.
Town Guard: Hmm... but the dog-mask wearing person COULD have thrown this from over there.
Slumbara: But this man died before the dog monster came out of the bathroom
Town Guard: Ah, so the dog monster snuck in, threw the dart, and hid in the bathroom!
Slumbara: It happened right after Cilissa shoved him out of her chair
Cilissa nods convincingly.
Slumbara: He fell down, Slumbara stopped paying attention to him because he was on the ground
Cilissa: Definitely, someone was probably trying to kill me and hit him instead.
Town Guard looks at Cilissa.
Slumbara: Is that how all of your men died as well?
Meltam rolls an Acrobatics test:
Target: 11 Focus: 0 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.11+1d20.13 = 24]
You did succeed!
Cilissa: No, sometimes they die in bed between my thighs.
Cilissa: Those usually take 3-4 hours to remove the smile though.
Slumbara fist bumps Cilissa
Town Guard looks at Cilissa carefully.
Town Guard realization dawns.
Town Guard: Oh... uh... very sorry ma'am. I didn't recognize you and did not know you would be in this part of town.
Town Guard: I'll just show myself out. Should we set up a cordon to cover the inn? How long will you be here?
Town Guard: Err... anything I can do to help?
Town Guard bows obsequiously.
Cilissa: Nope, I'm good. Tell the guards outside to let everyone go and they can resume their normal excellent policing.
Town Guard: Yes ma'am!
Town Guard moves out of the buliding as fast as possible without making it look like he is panicking and fleeing for his life.
Slumbara grabs another beer and some food abandoned by other patrons as they fled and sits back down
Cilissa: Right, so, serving wench, more beer.
Cilissa throws another pouch full of gold at Meredeth as "compensation for your troubles."
Meredeth sighs and starts to clean-up various messes while making sure Cilissa has sufficient alcohol and food.
Slumbara tells Cilissa the tale of their quest to the tomb to find the "very important book" that Asgrim and Sigurd wanted, and of the creature they burned in the depths of the tomb
Slumbara drinks heavily while doing so
Asgrim realizes he has been forgotten until now, not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing, and starts eating and drinking at the table with Cilissa and Slumbara.
Bar Customers begin wandering back in and are delighted to discover the food and drinks are free.
Inn Employees begin fixing the windows and doorframes, again.
Tack (Meltam): I begin to feel as if trying to use magic to solve my predicament is akin to using one credit card to pay off another...
Slumbara waits until Asgrim and Cilissa are good and drunk and then proposes they all go have an orgy to pass the time while Volmalric tries to fix Meltam's face
Slumbara rolls a Persuade test:
Target: 9 Focus: 1 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 0 Momentum: 0 [1d20.12+1d20.13 = 25]
You did not succeed.
Slumbara rolls a Sorcery test:
Target: 9 Focus: 1 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 0 Momentum: 0 [1d20.11+1d20.16 = 27]
You did not succeed.
Band begins playing music of various types in the background.
Volmalric heads back downstairs
Slumbara: Oh Volmalric, did you fix Meltam's face?
Volmalric: It should resolve itself sooner rather than later, I hope
Slumbara: I cut try cutting it off
Volmalric: Meltam is waiting it out. You know how it is, alchemy takes some time to work
Volmalric: I offered
Volmalric: He suggested we take the less face melting route
Cilissa: Good plan, I rather liked his face with the modifications. I imagine it would be quite useful in some situations I have in mind for you to help me with.
Slumbara: Maybe Cilissa could help, she's some kind of magic lady too
Cilissa: If you have Alchemical talents, Aqulionian, then you will definitely be of more use to me than, "disposable meat shield" that I originally classified you as.
Slumbara: Hey, if anyone here is a meat shield, it is Slumbara
Meltam used a Fortune point to add a Natural 1 to their dice pool
Slumbara: Slumbara has much more meat than Volmalric
Meltam rolls a Sorcery test:
Target: 13 Focus: 2 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 4 Momentum: 3 [1d20.1+1d20.17 = 18]
You succeeded and generated momentum!
Slumbara pounds his chest
Cilissa: Yes, but he was in the "disposable" category, you are not.
Volmalric: I think she has poor judgement when it comes to meat shields, none of her previous bodyguards even survived to make it back to town
Cilissa: Cheers, you walking death machine Kushite.
Slumbara: Only because she killed them
Cilissa slams tankard into Slumbara's so hard both of them shatter and send beer flying everywhere.
Meredeth sighs.
Tack (Meltam): Maximum Grunge, Maximum Style.
Volmalric is now covered in beer and stands up, using a kerchief to dry his beard and hands
Volmalric: Ugh, excuse me a moment
Kazemi (Volmalric): steps out of the Splash Zone(tm)
Volmalric steps out of the Splash Zone(tm)
Slumbara turns back to Cilissa
Meltam rolls a Discipline test:
Target: 9 Focus: 0 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 1 Momentum: 0 [1d20.1+1d20.11 = 12]
You did succeed!
Town Guard uses time machine to retroactively gather some other guards, pick up corpse, and remove it from the building.
Slumbara: So what did you need help with? If there's money in it, Slumbara and his assistants can help
Slumbara tries to sound professional even though he is wasted
Meltam heads down the stairs to the bar area.
Meltam looks completely normal.
Well, as normal as he looks like every other day.
Asgrim snores.
Meltam acts as if nothing has happened, and calmly orders a drink.
Meredeth: Nice to see you, here's a drink.
Meltam: THanks so much! I can't get enough of Messantian friendliness and food!
Meredeth: No problem, thank you for not groping me like you do the other waitresses. I realize I'm at least twice their age, but you know, you seem like an equal opportunity touchy person.
Slumbara: How did you fix your face?
Cilissa looks at Meltam.
Meltam: It was only a mask. I forgot when festival is.
Cilissa: Oh, like to chase a skirt do you?
Asgrim snores and mumbles.
Meltam: Who doesn't?
Meltam: Wait, I mean, the stress of the job and all. Sometimes It just gets to me. I am a good person in good standing and I'd never behave outside of a code of honour.
Cilissa: Well, I generally prefer to chase a kilt/
Meltam rolls a Society test:
Target: 11 Focus: 4 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 0 Momentum: 0 [1d20.14+1d20.19 = 33]
You did not succeed.
Cilissa: Oh, I completely believe everything you just said, you strike me as a boy scout with impeccable morals who would never unleash ancient horrors upon the world by dabbling in arcane forces. That is the kind of thing Mitrans do to convince people to join crusades against harmless villages. You are probably just misunderstood, I completely get it.
Meltam Nods in agreement and sips a fine brew.
Slumbara (whispering loudly): Meltam, I don't think she's a regular lady. I am pretty sure she is a fairy or a spirit or something. You should use protection if you'r trying to take her to bed.
Slumbara hands Meltam a Sheep's bladder with a knot tied into the end of it
Cilissa: Well, I do wear a white garter, and most men who rise above it go to Heaven. Does that make me a spirit Kushite?
Cilissa laughs and chugs down a flagon in a matter of seconds.
Slumbara (whispering loudly): And I think she can read my thoughts
Volmalric orders a drink
Cilissa: Kushite, psychically, you are very well endowed!
Volmalric sips his drink and listens, mostly deadpan
Slumbara: Wait, am I a psychic?
Slumbara tries to read Meltam and Volmalric's thoughts
Cilissa: Oh, someone as strong as you in body must project great thoughts to the rest of the world.
Meltam: You are a Tuba Sensation and a Murder machine, have you learned another path to stardom?
Slumbara rolls an Insight test:
Target: 8 Focus: 0 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 0 Momentum: 0 [1d20.11+1d20.13 = 24]
You did not succeed.
Slumbara rolls a Sorcery test:
Target: 9 Focus: 1 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 1 Successes: 0 Momentum: 0 [1d20.13+1d20.20 = 33]
You did not succeed.
Meltam: SO....What interests you about ancient tombs there Cilissa?
Cilissa: Mostly keeping things from Acheron where they have been for a long time, and keeping them there.
Meltam rolls an Insight test:
Target: 11 Focus: 2 Difficulty: 1 Complications: 0 Successes: 2 Momentum: 1 [1d20.7+1d20.9 = 16]
You succeeded and generated momentum!
Volmalric: I imagine it's not as dry a task as it might sound
Slumbara: It's certainly not a dry task right now
Slumbara raises another flagon of ale
Cilissa: Nope, idiots are always looking for things they should not be. Nosy nobles are a major source of concern. In fact, I'll need your help for a good paying job in a few days. Until then, party hard, and try not to die.
The way she pronounces the phrase, "try not to die" sounds really, really, ominous.
Cilissa walks out of the bar.