The Jolly Rogers
Ravas looks over the room glumly "Considering there are fewer white "pieces", I'm guessing that's us."
Surveying the pieces with the stone warriors still fresh in his mind, he suspected the black pieces represented Death while the White represented the Ur-Mage, but this was based on assumptions he wasn't sure the Ur-Mage held. He looked around for a more definitive indicator.
After the wings were attached, the corpse of Vermilion shambled to the edge, then dropped into the chasm...
Sorla, please roll Defy Danger Dex
The Ramrods
The skeleton held a rusted key ring. It appeared to have drowned trying to free itself with the keys when this ship sank. Most of the keys were rusted, save for 1 which shined a pure silver. Krolax could also see a nearby skeleton had a scroll in it's hands that was rapidly distintegrating in the punishing waves.
The Jolly Rogers
The pieces looked in unison to the pair.
"Our master is infinite, yet not possessed of infinite patience. Choose and perish." The blue smoke in the great globe above began to swirl furiously.
"Go down, kick ass, and set yourselves up as gods, that's our Prime Directive!"
The zombie is borne aloft on the air current. Then with a screech, a large avian shape swoops down from above, snatching up the remains of Vermilion and lifting back into the dark air of the tower. Those of learning among the Company could make out the shape of a Roc, but it's coloration and call was unlike any Roc they had heard of.
The Ramrods
Krolax snatches the key ring, the skeleton thrashing ineffectually in the water as it's disturbed.
The captain and Krolax are at 2/4 Breath, Durgon is at 3/4 breath, Arngrim and Fox remain at 4/4
"Go down, kick ass, and set yourselves up as gods, that's our Prime Directive!"
“So,” Helter gestures dramatically, “What are we picking exactly? Black rook! Move in front of what might be a white king! Castling! Other chess terms as an answer! My favourite colour is blue! I don’t think I want to walk into any portals unless you tell me what’s in it and come with me! 49!”
Helter slumps.
“Did that do anything? What else...”
The skeleton thief takes a black spear off the wall.
Team Ramrod | Krolax | Lvl 4 | Human Barbarian | HP 25/25 | AC 1 | XP 0 | DMG D10 | 22 Gold+Gold hand clutching blade
Krolax, realizing he only has a short amount of time to get this done, wastes no time as he heads over to grab the scroll, as it could be useful, then immediately swims to the chest to try and unlock its secrets.
After seeing what happened to the zombie, Rat puts on a pair of wings for herself. "Well. Let's do this," Rat then keeps an eye out for steam vents that might help rise her up and leaps off - trying to catch the wind currents up to the platform while keeping an eye out for Rocs.
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As Rat moves to don her wings, the Argent Specter is right beside her. He nods his helm in her direction. "I'm to understand there's a saying in the southern lands: 'Don't go out in the dead of night without a Winged Man'. I've never met one of these fabled warriors, but the premise is sound."
With wings adorned, the paladin attempts to take off and follow the thief, defending her from any potential flying attacks.
The Jolly Rogers
Ravas follows Helter's lead and grabs an alabaster sword from the wall. He walks to the white stone figure in the South East , the warrior looks that statue up and down.
He stands in the space in front of the statue and points at it with the alabaster sword "Can you move here?" - a bit uncertain if the stone figure will follow his order, he sidesteps to another panel and points at the square in-front of the statue with the newly acquired sword.
The Crusaders launched into the air, the winds blowing. If they were to blow in their favor, remained to be seen. They could see in the gloom the winds were coming from many vacuous mouths on the walls, drawing in breaths and expelling them
Everyone who took off with the wings, Defy Danger +Dex
The Ramrods
Krolax could see the scroll was a map of some kind. He managed to see some of it before it collapsed into nothing.
However Krolax is going to open the chest he should make that roll now
The Jolly Rogers
The stone warriors shook their heads at the pair.
"You misunderstand the nature of the challenge crusaders. Err not again, else it will be game over for thee. To corner the king is the goal of the game. A single word uttered and victory is claimed."
"Go down, kick ass, and set yourselves up as gods, that's our Prime Directive!"
The Argent Specter took off and aimed for what he thought was a current of air, but a stray stream of steam blew in from the side, knocking him towards the wall, sucking him flush. Sister Sorla was blasted forwards unexpectedly, landing with both of her hands on the runed platform in the center of the chamber. She saw a hallway leading off to the Southeast before the runes began to flash brightly and she was surrounded by light, which quickly spread to engulf the rest of the company.
Good sister, please roll +Int to see if you can tame these wild magics
Team Ramrod | Krolax | Lvl 4 | Human Barbarian | HP 25/25 | AC 1 | XP 0 | DMG D10 | 22 Gold+Gold hand clutching blade
As pressure builds in his chest, small beams of light begins to shoot out from Krolax’s cloak, making his location known. Reality begins to bend as he attempts to create a way to save his lungs from bursting.
Geth, roll 2d6 for using wisdom to find/create a way to breath
Using cloak of silent stars to create more breath using wisdom
Krolax frantically searched for an answer to his predicament. He found an empty flask in his cloak. His nostrils burning as he tried to expel water out while sucking in air from the empty flask, he felt sweet air invade his lungs, though some liquid remained.
Geth, roll 1d12 drowning damage (ignores armor.
Krolax is at 1/4 Breath
The Jolly Rogers
Helter was quickly on the ready, yet nothing came. The remaining 2 pieces made no motions.
drowning damage (ignores armor.:
1d125 [1d12=5]
Matev on
"Go down, kick ass, and set yourselves up as gods, that's our Prime Directive!"
-An important item has not been teleported to a different random fractured teleportation circle.
-A limb is not misplaced in a teleportation mishap.
-The circle does not draw energy from your life force.
-A portal to another dimension is not opened, spawning 1d4 interplanar Watchers
The Company reappeared atop a pile of sand in a room filled with whirling sand and many clocks on the walls. 3 great stone faces stared impassively at them.
The Ramrods
Sputlyre swam back into the feasting hall, sucking in air. The water oddly flow into the room, despite being higher than the door.
Sputlyre is now at 4/4 Breath.
"Go down, kick ass, and set yourselves up as gods, that's our Prime Directive!"
Everyone looked about. Things were mostly as they were. Unfortunately, Kestrel’s right arm to elbow was gone. No blood spurting from it, just a clean sever, the flesh and bone visible when looked at head on.
Rat checked their satchel and the rubies were gone.
The Ramrods
Sputlyre could see the door to the North had no handle, just a simple key hole drilled into the lock
Sputlyre is at 3/4 Breath
The Jolly Rogers
Helter stepped through the portal. Both he and Ravas vanished in puffs of smoke.
The duo appeared in a magic circle which was etched into the floor of a small room. A passage lead out to the East and branched to the North and South.
Matev on
"Go down, kick ass, and set yourselves up as gods, that's our Prime Directive!"
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Ravas looks over the room glumly "Considering there are fewer white "pieces", I'm guessing that's us."
Surveying the pieces with the stone warriors still fresh in his mind, he suspected the black pieces represented Death while the White represented the Ur-Mage, but this was based on assumptions he wasn't sure the Ur-Mage held. He looked around for a more definitive indicator.
if I can
Geth roll 2d6+1 for Discern Realities
edit: lol
“Ravas stop looking at that wall, they’re over there!”
Helter scratches their jaw. “So, listen to this...”
Geth roll 2d6 for Spout Lore
Edit: We don’t know anything. I pray for more party members of some intelligence.
After the wings were attached, the corpse of Vermilion shambled to the edge, then dropped into the chasm...
The Ramrods
The skeleton held a rusted key ring. It appeared to have drowned trying to free itself with the keys when this ship sank. Most of the keys were rusted, save for 1 which shined a pure silver. Krolax could also see a nearby skeleton had a scroll in it's hands that was rapidly distintegrating in the punishing waves.
The Jolly Rogers
The pieces looked in unison to the pair.
"Our master is infinite, yet not possessed of infinite patience. Choose and perish." The blue smoke in the great globe above began to swirl furiously.
Being invisible, Krolax proceeds to grab the key ring, quickly and carefully, trying not to alert the skeleton, if it’s animated
Geth roll 2d6 defy danger for Zombo!
The zombie is borne aloft on the air current. Then with a screech, a large avian shape swoops down from above, snatching up the remains of Vermilion and lifting back into the dark air of the tower. Those of learning among the Company could make out the shape of a Roc, but it's coloration and call was unlike any Roc they had heard of.
The Ramrods
Krolax snatches the key ring, the skeleton thrashing ineffectually in the water as it's disturbed.
“So,” Helter gestures dramatically, “What are we picking exactly? Black rook! Move in front of what might be a white king! Castling! Other chess terms as an answer! My favourite colour is blue! I don’t think I want to walk into any portals unless you tell me what’s in it and come with me! 49!”
Helter slumps.
“Did that do anything? What else...”
The skeleton thief takes a black spear off the wall.
Krolax, realizing he only has a short amount of time to get this done, wastes no time as he heads over to grab the scroll, as it could be useful, then immediately swims to the chest to try and unlock its secrets.
Grim Company: @Nips @Rezari @saber_of_black @SalmonMax
After seeing what happened to the zombie, Rat puts on a pair of wings for herself. "Well. Let's do this," Rat then keeps an eye out for steam vents that might help rise her up and leaps off - trying to catch the wind currents up to the platform while keeping an eye out for Rocs.
Argent Specter | L4 | Paladin | HP 25/25 | DMG D10 | AR 4 (Scale Armor/Shield/Holy Protection)
As Rat moves to don her wings, the Argent Specter is right beside her. He nods his helm in her direction.
"I'm to understand there's a saying in the southern lands: 'Don't go out in the dead of night without a Winged Man'. I've never met one of these fabled warriors, but the premise is sound."
With wings adorned, the paladin attempts to take off and follow the thief, defending her from any potential flying attacks.
Sister Sorla follows suit, dawning wings and intoning a prayer. She draws her mace and steps into a rising gust.
Ravas follows Helter's lead and grabs an alabaster sword from the wall. He walks to the white stone figure in the South East , the warrior looks that statue up and down.
He stands in the space in front of the statue and points at it with the alabaster sword "Can you move here?" - a bit uncertain if the stone figure will follow his order, he sidesteps to another panel and points at the square in-front of the statue with the newly acquired sword.
The Crusaders launched into the air, the winds blowing. If they were to blow in their favor, remained to be seen. They could see in the gloom the winds were coming from many vacuous mouths on the walls, drawing in breaths and expelling them
The Ramrods
Krolax could see the scroll was a map of some kind. He managed to see some of it before it collapsed into nothing.
The Jolly Rogers
The stone warriors shook their heads at the pair.
"You misunderstand the nature of the challenge crusaders. Err not again, else it will be game over for thee. To corner the king is the goal of the game. A single word uttered and victory is claimed."
Kestrel holds back, preparing to try to rescue anyone who has troubles on this flight.
"Mighty wind, carry me like an avenging angel toward Aventia's enemies!"
Geth roll 2d6 Defy Danger.
I'll be using Echo if the roll goes poorly.
Geth roll 2d6 with Echo!
Geth roll 2d6 with Echo!
“Checkmate!”
Helter poses with one arm raised triumphantly.
“Ravas, be prepared for a fight because that might not have been the right word...”
Krolax swims over to the chest, knowing that he’s running out of time, and slips the silver key into the lock, hoping it’s the right one
The Argent Specter took off and aimed for what he thought was a current of air, but a stray stream of steam blew in from the side, knocking him towards the wall, sucking him flush. Sister Sorla was blasted forwards unexpectedly, landing with both of her hands on the runed platform in the center of the chamber. She saw a hallway leading off to the Southeast before the runes began to flash brightly and she was surrounded by light, which quickly spread to engulf the rest of the company.
The Ramrods
The Silver Key did not fit the lock.
The Jolly Rogers
The alabaster bishop retreated into the northern portal. You can see some text scrawled on the space. The pieces spoke once more.
"A powerful mistress who's prized not the last, combining the powers of castle and priest."
“Queen!”, heckles Helter.
Helter wanders over to the writing, careful not to stand in front of the portal.
Running out of options, Krolax looks over everything one more time to make sure he hasn’t missed anything.
Geth, roll 2d6 for discern realities
Krolax could see other keys on the ring. Perhaps one of them would help?
Whatever the case, his lungs began to burn and he could no longer hold in breath. The others saw a bubble erupt from his mouth.
The Jolly Rogers
Helter could see the word “Safe” written in chalk on the square as the alabaster king to the southeast withdrew into it’s portal.
“An unusual gambit, strategy deep. The king -oh, the king- trades places with his keep!”
“Oh that’s— Castling,” Helters voice is somehow off, deeper perhaps, older, for just a moment, “Wow! I don’t know how I know these!”
The onyx pawn to the South retracted, it’s square also had writing. Only the onyx knight and onyx queen remained. The room was eerily silent.
The room was eerily silent, thought Helter, and something told him to quietly draw their sickle.
As pressure builds in his chest, small beams of light begins to shoot out from Krolax’s cloak, making his location known. Reality begins to bend as he attempts to create a way to save his lungs from bursting.
Geth, roll 2d6 for using wisdom to find/create a way to breath
Krolax frantically searched for an answer to his predicament. He found an empty flask in his cloak. His nostrils burning as he tried to expel water out while sucking in air from the empty flask, he felt sweet air invade his lungs, though some liquid remained.
Krolax is at 1/4 Breath
The Jolly Rogers
Helter was quickly on the ready, yet nothing came. The remaining 2 pieces made no motions.
Geth roll 2d6
-An important item has not been teleported to a different random fractured teleportation circle.
-A limb is not misplaced in a teleportation mishap.
-The circle does not draw energy from your life force.
-A portal to another dimension is not opened, spawning 1d4 interplanar Watchers
The Company reappeared atop a pile of sand in a room filled with whirling sand and many clocks on the walls. 3 great stone faces stared impassively at them.
The Ramrods
Sputlyre swam back into the feasting hall, sucking in air. The water oddly flow into the room, despite being higher than the door.
The sister blinks.
-A portal to another dimension is not opened, spawning 1d4 interplanar Watchers
Nimue will don the wings and then teleportation! Ok! She blinks and looks around. "what...?"
Grim Company: @Nips @Rezari @saber_of_black @SalmonMax
Geth, roll 2d6+3 for Defy Danger.
(If you still need it)
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Rat looks around, confused to say the least.
5 HP
“Bad magic abounds! This portal is safe, so it says!” the skeleton shouts to their friend.
Helter walks backwards into the portal while giving the statues a rude gesture.
Everyone looked about. Things were mostly as they were. Unfortunately, Kestrel’s right arm to elbow was gone. No blood spurting from it, just a clean sever, the flesh and bone visible when looked at head on.
Rat checked their satchel and the rubies were gone.
The Ramrods
Sputlyre could see the door to the North had no handle, just a simple key hole drilled into the lock
The Jolly Rogers
Helter stepped through the portal. Both he and Ravas vanished in puffs of smoke.
???
The duo appeared in a magic circle which was etched into the floor of a small room. A passage lead out to the East and branched to the North and South.