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[highmax28]

Let's Try D&D Basic

Players:
Ayne - Akheir the Dragon hearted
Koby - Fabulous death bringer
Aaron Sandoval - Hanzoku
Lagolass - Sirus
Bargulg the Vicious - My Name is Immaterial
Leeman Russ - heydude6

Dead:
No one... Yet

The Story...

Spoiler: Thus far... (click to show/hide)

It didn't matter who you were. It didn't matter what your past was. The King called for aid from all people across the land, seeking aid against this terrible threat: the dark fortress of Skaldbani. Men and women; dwarves, elves, and even halflings came to his aid. Be it for glory or for riches, all found their way to his keep. Hundreds of people came for this once in a lifetime opportunity.

The King promised gold, land and even the thought of rising to nobility; anything to slay the dreaded Vampire Queen Maevaris.

Too long has the Vampire Queen brought pain and suffering to these lands through her many vampire servants. People founds in their beds drained of blood, cattle slaughtered in the fields with their throats slit open, and, in more recent days, kidnapping locals.

The King spared no expense, and sent forth an army of brave adventurers and his own men to slay this monster.

If only they knew what powers awaited them...

The army attacked the fortress during the light of day, bringing in siege engines before the marble walls of this once noble castle. The catapaults blasted the walls, but a foul magic surrounding the walls shattered the massive stones like balls of glass. Logs turned into crude arrows for ballistas were turned to spliters as they crashed down upon the fortress.

And then the gates opened, as monsters of all sorts came pouring out; It seemed the Vampire Queen was busy gaining allies. The adventurers fought hard with soldiers, but the monsters strength and great numbers gave them the upper hand. Within minutes, the proud and mighty army of the King was reduced to nothing, as forty adventurers made their brave stand and made for the gates.

A glimpse of a beautiful woman overloomed the battle as they made their advance, before an almost alluring chuckle came before the adventurers were set upon by a baptism of fire; The Queen herself arrived, and she would not dare let anyone set forth into her precious halls. Men screamed in agony as their flesh melted off of them as women cowered in fear, calling out to a parent, sibling or loved one they hallucinated by fire and their imminent death. And then came the sound of metal shredding through armor as the Queen herself slashed through the forty.

Now given a chance as the Queen was busy slaughtering their allies, the last few alive, unhurt and still sane, rushed in for the gates before the doors slammed shut. A muffled shout of pain and annoyance is heard and cut short as the gate closes on someone, the sounds of some unknown substance slashing through wood.

The few of you alive start to move in when suddenly, the floor gives way as someone sets off a trap. Thankfully, by the intervention of the gods or by poor design, the remaining fall into a cavern, water breaking your fall.

You hear stifled groans as you pull yourselves out of the water before a voice speaks up

"What are your names? I want to-" He makes a clearly wet coughing noise. "...know the people who's lives were ruined on this day before I meet the gods..."

Spoiler: Rules (click to show/hide)

- Please use (( )) for out of character chat
- Pick a color for when you talk in character. You stay that color (I will keep your color posted above)
- Don't screw over the party. Everyone is screwed enough already, don't make it worse for them
- No waitlist/retry/resurrection unless someone gets the spell to do so

PLAYERS HAVE BEEN MOSTLY DECIDED. DO NOT POST IN HERE EXCEPT TO PTW

PM me if you are intersted in joining

[Akhier the Dragon hearted]

((This sounds interesting though I have to ask, what do you mean by D&D Basic? He means the D&D Rules Cyclopedia))

"Ayne, and I would prefer if all of us here could put off meeting our Gods for the moment. This isn't over and I don't think we can spare a single soul an early rest."

((My character sheet))

[Fabulous death bringer]

*loud gasp, followed by a lot of coughing* " They call my Koby. Would say it is a pleasure to meet you but under the current condition, it would be a lie."

Koby tries to stand up and regain some composure and surveys the room.

[Sirus]

((PTW))

[Nerjin]

((PTW))

[Hanzoku]

Aaron Sandoval bent over, coughing out the water that had found its way into his lungs. Hacking and spitting to clear his mouth, he bent over and fished in the waters where he fell, giving a grunt of approval as his hands find the wooden shaft of his weapon. Pulling the glaive out of the water, he used the base to stir through the water, looking for any other survivors who haven't surfaced from the fall and helping anyone standing onto the shore.

"I'm Aaron Sandoval. At least I didn't break my neck when we hit the water."

[NRDL]

PTW

[Sirus]

One figure, inhumanly lithe, splashed its way to safety.

"The name's Lagolass, friends. From the western woods." The elf quickly inspected his bow for signs of water damage, then nocked an arrow to the string.

[My Name is Immaterial]

There's a loud splashing noise from the pool, and a man in a set of heavy plate mail slowly pulls himself out of the water. "By the Gods! I'll skewer that witch, and make her pay that she crossed Bargulg the Vicious!" The man speaks in an atrocious imitation of an Orcish accent, and belligerently waves a sword at the rest of the survivors until he realizes that they are not, in fact, the queen's demoniacal soldiery.
Bargulg clanks over to the mortally wounded man gasping in the water, and attempts to poke him in an investigative manner with his sword.
"It is a shame you have not earned a death of true glory. Be glad that your children will not know of your disgrace, and will instead remember your final, valiant, yet failed charge against the gates of this fell keep."

[heydude6]

A fat old man crawls around in the water, clearly looking for something.

"My Eye! My Eye! Have any of you people seen my eye?"

After failing to find it, he stands up. It becomes hard not to notice a hole in his face where an eye should be.

"Sorry, I should introduce myself. Leeman Russ, apprentice of the deceased wizard Eisengrim."

[Fabulous death bringer]

A fat old man crawls around in the water, clearly looking for something.

"My Eye! My Eye! Have any of you people seen my eye?"

After failing to find it, he stands up. It becomes hard not to notice a hole in his face where an eye should be.

"Sorry, I should introduce myself. Leeman Russ, apprentice of the deceased wizard Eisengrim."

"In all the glory of the Raven queen, what happened to your face?" Koby says in both amazement and disgust as he stairs at the hole in the Leeman's Face.

[highmax28]

((Was hoping for 8, but 6 is enough. Even with the extension of a day because bay12 and personal stuff, plenty of time. Unless we get two more last minute miracle entries))

The voice coughs and then makes a pained grunt at the light tap with the sword before you feel it forced away from you in the dark. You think not being able to see well must've messed up your depth perception.

"ARGH! Don't- *cough* -go poking a dying man- *cough* *wheeze* -where it hurts!"

You hear the sound of stone scraping against stone as the gruff man lights a torch. Before you can wonder how he got a dry torch is answered as you see his body is twisted in a way it shouldn't be as it seemed only part of him hit the water. The rest landed on the edge of the pool. One more unlucky soul seems to have hit the far edge as his body lies broken at the edge of the pool. He must've set the trap off, as a large gash is apparent on his face as he must've smacked his head against the edge of the trap floor falling. Lucky that it killed him or knocked him out, as the rest of him is in poor shape.

"I'm not gonna- *cough* -make this one, friend... Even if one of the clerics survived- *gasp* -I don't think they could fix me. I can't breathe- *gasp* *wheeze* -well. I think I ruptured a lung hitting the ground."

Every cough is met with blood flying out of his mouth, his mouth dripping of blood like a dog salivating at a juicy steak. He strains to take big gasps of air while coughing up blood, like a fish out of water with something lodged in its throat.

"I don't know what *gasp* is down here, but it can't be good. *GASP*

You... *GASP* ...must... *GASP* ...escape... "

He makes one last strangled shot at air before his face turns blue and strained. Before you can put him out of his misery, drops the still lit torch and stabs himself in the temple, killing himself almost instantly.

Getting a look around, there's only one way to go: a large opening that starts to choke into a smaller tunnel, resembling the maw of a great beast. You're unhurt, but you're clearly in a dangerous place. The air seems thick with moisture, and the air is stagnant with the stench of something foul.

[Sirus]

"Amazing he survived as long as he did with those injuries. He must have been very strong." Lagolass makes a ritualistic hand gesture before returning his gaze (and his tracking bow) to the small group's surroundings. Using his infravision and ability to pick out fine details, he hunts for any extra supplies that might be lying around. Perhaps these people were not the first ones to take a tumble into this pit.

[Fabulous death bringer]

He makes one last strangled shot at air before his face turns blue and strained. Before you can put him out of his misery, drops the still lit torch and stabs himself in the temple, killing himself almost instantly.

Getting a look around, there's only one way to go: a large opening that starts to choke into a smaller tunnel, resembling the maw of a great beast. You're unhurt, but you're clearly in a dangerous place. The air seems thick with moisture, and the air is stagnant with the stench of something foul.

"Well isn't this pleasant?" Koby walks over to the freshly killed dude and remove what ever he used to stab himself. ((hopfully a dagger))
"The dead won't have need of weapons, Does any one object if I take it off it....um..out of his head?"

us my Hear noise ability to see if I can hear anything like from the hole or the only exit

[Akhier the Dragon hearted]

"7 always was a lucky number. Sadly we appear to be down to 6. Now just what kind of mess have we gotten ourselves into..." Ayne takes a good look around the place including up since we just fell through a trapdoor and knowing if that is still open or if it automatically closed and thus would stop others, both enemies and friends, from knowing they were down here alive would be very useful information.


((Also for any of you who might be reading this in the future and are feeling sad about missing this, or honestly any new stuff that happens on the Play With Your Buddies subforum, a quick tip. If you notice I responded only minutes after the thread went up. This isn't because I obsessively watch here for new stuff. I learned not that long ago you can actually subscribe to the subforum itself and it will notify you whenever a new thread is made. Unlike some other parts of bay12 this place is relatively slow in having new threads so you won't get spammed if you do so.))