10.07.2005
Surprise
And now for something new.
I predict that at least one or two of you will post here after this, bitching about the results of this round. Let me make a preemptive strike and say: don't bother. You got storylined. Suck it up. You have bigger problems now than to harrass the DM and make revisionist claims about what your character would or would not have done.
With that disclaimer in place, my reading of each of your actions is to rush into the room after Vrill. This includes you Dave, as you'll be moving in with the leopard to cast Aid on Brogg; Aid may be touch range, but even if not, you'll still need line of sight, which means moving past the curtain.
Vrill is apparently not surprised, as he has already fled. Apprentice Steve, of course, is surprised. Mike the zombie decides Vrill's going to be dealt with, or if he isn't, he doesn't want to be around when the fireball goes off, so he goes after APG Steve. Brother Orcsides stays back in the study also, to play defense, and because he's really more of a lover than a fighter.
Cinder and Marivhon get the biggest surprises, when their attacks pass through Vrill himself. Taking stock of the room- you're all now in a big-ass stone basement. All that seems to be in this room is a large piece of glass against the back wall... or maybe it's a mirror...
Vrill winks at you, grins evilly, and disappears. Just like that, he blinks out of existence. With that, there's a blinding white light...
Then nothing...
And you all are in darkness. You each feel ill, nauseated. Brogg and Marivhon, with infravision you can see that each of you four PCs are here, plus one radiant leopard (see below), but nothing else. No Mike, for instance. It is still Silent. Your eyes begin to adjust to the leopard's radiance, and you each see yourselves, of course, and there's a floor and ceiling, but the colors and other walls- if any- are outside the eerie glow of your lawful good friend. The floor is definitely not the stone warehouse floor you were just standing on. After a few more rounds, the leopard winks out of existence, leaving the four of you in darkness. Soon after, the silence wears off, but it is still very quiet here.
Something has gone wrong.
(After that prolonged introduction, I'd like to welcome you all to C3: Against Yourselves!, a module for characters of any level as it turns out.)
I predict that at least one or two of you will post here after this, bitching about the results of this round. Let me make a preemptive strike and say: don't bother. You got storylined. Suck it up. You have bigger problems now than to harrass the DM and make revisionist claims about what your character would or would not have done.
With that disclaimer in place, my reading of each of your actions is to rush into the room after Vrill. This includes you Dave, as you'll be moving in with the leopard to cast Aid on Brogg; Aid may be touch range, but even if not, you'll still need line of sight, which means moving past the curtain.
Vrill is apparently not surprised, as he has already fled. Apprentice Steve, of course, is surprised. Mike the zombie decides Vrill's going to be dealt with, or if he isn't, he doesn't want to be around when the fireball goes off, so he goes after APG Steve. Brother Orcsides stays back in the study also, to play defense, and because he's really more of a lover than a fighter.
Cinder and Marivhon get the biggest surprises, when their attacks pass through Vrill himself. Taking stock of the room- you're all now in a big-ass stone basement. All that seems to be in this room is a large piece of glass against the back wall... or maybe it's a mirror...
Vrill winks at you, grins evilly, and disappears. Just like that, he blinks out of existence. With that, there's a blinding white light...
Then nothing...
And you all are in darkness. You each feel ill, nauseated. Brogg and Marivhon, with infravision you can see that each of you four PCs are here, plus one radiant leopard (see below), but nothing else. No Mike, for instance. It is still Silent. Your eyes begin to adjust to the leopard's radiance, and you each see yourselves, of course, and there's a floor and ceiling, but the colors and other walls- if any- are outside the eerie glow of your lawful good friend. The floor is definitely not the stone warehouse floor you were just standing on. After a few more rounds, the leopard winks out of existence, leaving the four of you in darkness. Soon after, the silence wears off, but it is still very quiet here.
Something has gone wrong.
(After that prolonged introduction, I'd like to welcome you all to C3: Against Yourselves!, a module for characters of any level as it turns out.)
