Caverns of Thracia, part 3
Players: J, VM, HJ
Having lost all their henchmen during their last excursion new ones were needed. Rolf the Hood (J) used his contacts with the local brotherhood to hire a serious young thief called Slim. Darios (VM) decided not to waste any more money than necessary and hired Lug, an inveterate gambler who professed great skill and bravery.
At this point the friends realized they had no-one with any skill in healing with them — but happily they were able to spend of their loot to buy a few potions of healing, and Alia was lucky enough to locate a Blade-Initiate called Niphon, from the same temple as Mearra, who professed modest skill in that direction.
Slim was Rolf’s (or rather J’s) second henchman, so the hiring roll was waived. Since he had paid tribute to the local thieves guild from the last haul I let him just pick up a 1st level thief. (Rolf ended last session 1 XP shy of 3rd level.)
Darios had gotten two henchies killed last time, so VM was out of waived hiring rolls — and needed to show cash up front to find a hireling. As he had also blown most of his money on spells and healing potions (and was still left owing a favor to a wizard in the local elementalists circle…) he cheaped out and went for a 0-level townie to act as a lantern-bearer. I rolled his proficiencies, and he ended up with Gambling x 2, Intimidation, and Trapping. Lug is wonderful: he can’t light a fire or tie a rope, but beats most anyone in dice, and knows how to look threatening enough to get paid. :)
Question arose if can they find a cleric to hire? I figured 1st level fighters are dime a dozen, but Clerics wanting to hire out would be rarer. A few random rolls produced no clerics, but one Bladedancer was available — and since they have access to both Laying on Hands and Healing proficiencies, I ruled that’s what Alia found. Actual hiring roll was again waived as this was Alia’s (or HJ’s) second hireling.
Before they left Mitylene Rolf was contacted by someone in the thieves guild, who told him that apparently a tribesman had been asking about people who sounded a lot like Rolf & company. The rumour was from the beggars, but didn’t come with a good description — so identity of the seeker remained mysterious.
I had earlier asked J if Rolf is going to pay tithe to the local guild: as long as he doesn’t operate in the city he could get away without doing that, but would also have less in the way of contacts. He opted to pay, and was rewarded with an early warning — but of what remains to be seen.
Two days trek later they were again approaching the ruins of Thracia, but this time from a slightly more easterly direction, which brought them across what they surmised was the empty shell of an ancient mill: a stone structure surrounding rapid twin streams of water gushing from a cliff. Since the structure seemed relatively solid and defensible, a base camp was established there — a bit less than a mile from the entrance to the dungeon.
Crossing the ruins of Thracia they saw two gnolls guarding the entrance that had earlier had four gnolls on it. Since the other entrance seemed to lead to areas controlled by tribesmen, and they had reason to suspect the reception there might be even less gracious than last time, the party decided to ambush the gnolls. Patient observation revealed two more gnolls hidden in trees: half an hour later one of them apparently got bored with guard duty and urinated on top of the guard standing below him.
Rolf and Slim sneaked closer to be ready to strike, and Darios cast Sleep on the gnolls. They went out like light, and Rolf and Slim quickly finished them.
Rolf and Slim both actually blew their Hide in Shadows rolls, but the gnolls also blew their observations so catastrophe was averted.
Gnolls out of the picture the party lit their lanterns and descended down the stairs into the unknown. After 80′ of stairs they came to a room with a disgusting stench and several inches of bat guano on the floor — and faded scenes of worship painted on the walls. The bats were disturbed by their light, but did not attack, and seemed to be of the normal-sized variety anyhow.
I had actually expected that the characters use this entrance the first time around… two sessions ago. You never know. :)
There were two paths through the guano: one from the stairs leading to a doorway straight ahead, and one to another doorway to the right. After suffering a few humiliating slips into the guano and investigating a dead-end to the left and finding no signs of secret doors the group continued straight.
They came to a long hall lined with pillars, with a full foot of batshit on the floor — and thousands of bats in the ceiling, and flying all around them, reducing visibility to just a few feet. Still, they could make out lizard-like footprints in the guano — and signs of someone else having slipped as well. Finally they left the hall behind, and came to a small chapel at the end of it, where the remains of an ancient statue lay on the ground, with doors leading both to the left and right.
Trying to shush Lug who was displaying an unfortunate tendency to babble they listened at the doors. From the left door they hears scratching and mulching sounds, perhaps rats or some other vermin? Sounds coming from the right door reminded Rolf of the lizard-speech he hard hear during their last expedition.
They decided to avoid the possible confrontation with the lizardmen and told Lug to hold the lantern high and open the left door. Lug pushed the door in, gave a yelp and jumped back: the floor was teeming with monstrous centipedes. Some of them were eating something on the floor, but several headed for the door!
Alia was quickest and rushed to pull the door closed, but just as she did that several of the centipedes attacked her legs — most of them foiled by her new plate armor, but two of them managed to reach unprotected spots and bit in. As the door slammed shut she nearly fainted from the burning pain of the bites, but others were able to kill the two centipedes that had ended up on the wrong side of the door. As the pain receded she discovered her leg stiff, but still serviceable — but not up to running.
This was HJ’s first encounter with failing Save vs Poison — a relatively gentle one, since these centipedes were cribbed from S&W, which has a slightly less crippling poison than ACKS’ Giant Centipedes: short incapacitation followed by long-term slowed movement instead of long-term near-total incapacitation seemed more appropriate to me.
A bottle of burning oil was pitched through the door, and some while later a peek verified it had cleared most of the centipedes. Shooting arrows from the doorway it was possible to kill all but four of the creatures: a few stubborn ones lurked in a corner they could not get a clear line of fire to. A frontal assault cleared to remaining centipedes, but Alia was bit again, and could now hardly walk at all. It was good that they had a Niphon with them: channeling Ianna’s power she was able to heal Alia’s leg.
I was actually a bit nasty here: since I allowed Laying on Hands to heal the poison, it meant the party would move deeper into the dungeon with less healing available… but I also figured that the centipede poison is about as wussy as it gets, and made the ruling that almost any healing magic at all would cure it. Players take note: healing potions and laying on hands don’t generally neutralize poisons!
After dealing with the wounded and examining the room — which seemed a side chapel of some sort — the party decided to head out and return to the first chamber. However, just as they stepped out of the door the door opposite also opened, with a party of six lizardmen coming out! One of them was leaning on a spear with his foot in bandages, but the others seemed in good fighting trim.
This was the first random encounter in three sessions! Aside from some %-chance-things all random encounter rolls so far had whiffed. However, since it was specified that a group a lizardmen were in the room to the right, I decided to have them come out at the same moment instead of rolling for another group of monsters.
Most everyone on both sides was taken off guard, but Alia and Niphon rushed ahead — trying to contain the lizardmen in the room they were coming from. For a while things seemed pretty desperate: Rolf’s arrow almost hit Alia just before a lizardman’s club crushed his foot, knocking him out with sheer pain. Niphon was cut down, and though Alia managed to finish the lizardman she had earlier wounded they were still facing five of them… then Darios cast Sleep, and took out the rest of the opposition.
This was Rolf’s second brush with death — and the first time the new house rule on Mortal Wounds activated! J took advantage of the Rule of the D30, and rolled d20+d30 instead of d20+d6 — and got a 26+ result, the best possible. So he was functional at 1hp, but three toes shorter. (During the game I missed the fact that there are specific penalties assigned to being lamed in this manner, which is why Rolf didn’t later get his toes regrown. I’m pretty sure J will want to reconsider that come next session.)
Niphon’s roll wasn’t nearly as good, and she would die in a day if not healed to 1hp from her current -5hp before that. Given that a potion of Cure Light Wounds heals only 1d6+1 points, and that she was the only one with any skill at healing in the party, I was pretty sure she would be a goner, but…
Concerned for Niphon’s life Alia pulled out her healing potion and used it on her henchwoman. The potion worked wonders, the Bladedancer came to — in surprisingly good condition. She would need some rest to recover fully, but was out of the danger.
HJ decided to use her roll on the d30 to heal Niphon, so instead of recovering d6+1 she got d30+1 points back… and HJ rolled 30! Strictly by the book Niphon should have recovered to 1hp, and would still need a weeks rest before being fit for duty, but I felt I had to acknowledge the combination of the awesome roll and use of the d30 to save an NPC’s life — so I upgraded Niphon’s status by one row on the Mortal Wounds table which meant she would only need a night’s rest given the magical healing. She was still left with a trick knee, though.
After examining the room the lizardmen had vacated, and the remains of the statue in the main chapel — which yielded the head of the statue in good condition — the party decided to beat a retreat instead of pressing their luck. No-one intercepted the party on their way out, and they reached their base camp in safety.
After a night’s rest, still feeling worse for wear, they decided to spend the day recovering from their wounds. The rest was interrupted by a group of Pixies who stole a mirror from Rolf’s pack, and a ceremonial scarf from Niphon’s — but nothing more serious occurred, so as the day turned towards evening they decided to return to the dungeon.
Second random encounter — and the first one in Wilderness! I’m starting to wonder about my dice, though: I’ve at this point rolled them for encounters an ungodly number of times over three sessions, and gotten only two hits so far. :) The luck continued with the encounter, since pixies are probably one of the least dangerous encounters they could have gotten… I should note here that I’m not using the 4+ encounter roll from ACKS for the jungle around Thracian ruins, but a 6+. Should they move deeper into jungle it would the regulation 4+ instead.
Since they had rested a night and a day I let them have their healing rolls at the end of the day instead of requiring them to wait till next morning — which would have of course required another random encounter roll…
Back among the ruins, the entrance they had used was unguarded. With some trepidation they descended back among the bats, and took a quick detour to check if the bodies of the lizardmen were still where they had left them. Gone, with some possibly gnollish footprints to be seen in the guano. There was some speculation if the gnolls and lizardmen were allies or not, but with no further clues there was no way to know.
Returning to the first chamber they took the door on the right, and moved deeper. The corridor snaked about, twisting and turning. Around one corner they could hear a faint sound of wood on stone. A quick peek showed a short empty stretch of corridor, and another turning. Figuring the noise must come from behind the next corner they blinkered their lantern to show only the least glimmer of light, and moved cautiously forward.
Slim and Niphon were bringing up the rear. As Slim stepped around the bend the flagstone under his foot sank and sounded a terrifying CLICK, which was immediately followed by two spears streaking out from the wall behind him. Alia had the reflexes to throw herself flat, but the rest did not. The first spear narrowly missed Slim and Darios in front of him, harmlessly flew over Alia, finally thunking against the opposite wall. The second spear, however, impaled Slim. Blood gushed from his mouth.
After a quick examination Niphon pronounced that Slim was mortally wounded, and that unless they were carrying healing magics she was not aware of, there was no way to save his life.
Slim was at -10hp, and while his Mortal Wounds roll was good, it wasn’t good enough. He was to die within a day unless healed back to 1hp. Niphon could at most restore 5hp to him in that time with her arts, and since the characters had not confided in her about their remaining two healing potions there was little she could do. No one volunteered their potion…
At this point I at least was really starting to like the way my Mortal Wounds house rule worked. (1) I had once again been able to tell just what happened immediately, (2) the healer didn’t have to waste her meager resources on a hopeless case, (3) -10hp was an appropriately huge deal, since it gave -10 to the Mortal Wounds roll.
Niphon quickly gave Slim last rites of Ianna, and kissed him on the lips while slitting his throat.
I figured this was the approach the more militant arm of the goddess of Love and War would take.
Leaving Slim’s corpse behind, hoping to recover it later, they continued. Around the next corner was another short stretch of hallway, a pair of doors to the right, at which point the corridor turned left. Listening at the door they were able to discern bestial grunts from within. Something in the rhythm of the grunts made them sound almost like “Wait for it… Not yet… Wait for it… Wait for it…”.
The characters chose not to wait, and kicked the doors in. In a small guardhouse-like space were six gnolls armed to the teeth, and ready to charge out the door. They had managed to knock the two closest the doors back a bit, but the others were primed for action. A brief inconclusive struggle and two sleep spells later the party was cutting the gnolls throats and emptying their pockets.
Ever cautiously they kept moving onwards. The corridor twisted and turned before coming to a long downward sloping stretch, which finally turned and became stairs leading deeper into bowels of the earth.
The stairs led to a rubble-filled cavern their lanterns could not fully illuminate. Keeping to the nearest wall they came to a short corridor which led to a room where a gnoll was sitting on a heap of refuse, cleaning his nails with a sword. Alia charged the gnoll, but could not take it down before it stood up to bang on a door and yell something, which provoked further noise and growls from the next room.
Lug covered in the corner holding the lantern as ever while Alia and Niphon engaged the gnoll in front of the doors. Niphon’s attempt to pin the gnoll against the doors failed, but Alia managed to wound it sorely. The gnoll clambered across the garbage heap and headed for the larger cavern — but Darios was in the way even though Rolf tried to push him clear.
His way blocked, the gnoll instead struck down Lug, plunging the room into near darkness. Niphon braced herself against the doors that were just then opening as Rolf grabbed Lug’s lamp from the floor while as Alia hit the gnoll, bringing it down. With Alia and Niphon struggling with all their might the others were able to spike the door sufficiently to contain the gnolls behind it at least for a while.
Niphon invoked the blessing of Ianna on Lug who was revived enough to walk, and the party beat a hasty retreat. On their way across the cavern they heard sounds of a fight from across the it to the right: bestial growls combined with some human cries. After some confusion they ran towards the noise, and came upon five tribesmen fighting five gnolls — and losing. These were not the elite tribal guards they had encountered earlier, but more lightly armored warriors getting slaughtered.
Rolf fired one of the gnolls in the back, causing it to turn their way. Alia engaged it as it rushed them, but was brutally cut down by the gnoll’s axe. The others were able to bring the gnoll down, and luckily the tribesmen were between them and the rest of the gnolls. After a brief but heated discussion if they should use a healing potion on Alia or try to carry her out she was given the potion and could limp on her own two leg — but she had trouble breathing and their speed wasn’t nearly as good as they would have liked. Still, they managed to flee the dungeon and return back to their base camp.
A few days later were back in Mitylene. The head they had recovered fetched a decent price, but with two healing potions used the expedition was in the red.
Niphon recommended Alia to chief Blade-Dancer of her order and she was granted healing at price normally reserved for parishioners and those in the service of the church. Her lungs were restored, but Ianna’s blessing left her voice hoarse and deep like a lion’s bellow, which most people find rather disconcerting.
First time Tampering With Mortality rules kicked in! That was pretty neat. I wasn’t sure if I was going to like them, but yeah, they rock. It took a bit of brainstorming how to interpret the side-effect appropriately, but H came up with a perfect solution.
While Alia was recovering from her ordeals and Darios was doing whatever it is that mages do, Rolf spent most of his remaining funds on booze and prostitutes.
As I stated earlier, J chose Rolf not to have his toes restored as I had not noticed the actual effects of laming: it might be that his partying gets retconned yet…
Not a bad session, but maybe not as great as the last one. That was pretty damn great. :)
The process of the party was pretty bumpy. Move forwards, run headfirst into wall. Stagger a bit, next wall. Ouch. Next wall…
Lug leveled up, and is now a 1st level Fighter! He will try to have Darios buy him some proper kit next time, as after some consideration he chose to remain in Darios’ service.
My time tracking could use a bit more discipline. It wasn’t off, but I’m not sure it was really accurate either. I need to print a sheet to use for it.
The d30-rule is very nice. I like it. It’s a keeper. I’m also so far happy with the oft-mentioned house rule for Mortal Wounds, but the jury is still out on that one.
I’m very curious to see what the characters do next time. The two obvious approaches into dungeon have now been at least partially mapped — and been discovered to be positively teeming with opposition. Motivation seems to be still pretty high: the haul they pulled out the previous time whetted everyone’s appetite.
The characters have started occasionally looking for secret doors, but have yet to discover any. It’ll also be interesting to see if they will start being more careful about traps…