You can see down the stairs easily, it goes straight down and then just at the edge of your dark vision the stairs end and becomes a corridor heading to the right. You should have plenty of warning if someone starts coming up.Arkrite wrote: ↑Fri Dec 07, 2018 4:27 am Ector Blagettal
HP: 11/11
Ector walks in, looking at the room, and sniffing the air.
Pausing he says a quick prayer, as an appeasement for interfering in what was once the a sacred place, then he turns to the others and hooks a thumb over his shoulder at the staircase.
"Ector will watch staircase," He says, moving over to make sure nobody is coming up the stairs while they're distracted.
OOC: you do realize that Sariel has the same Charisma bonus as Celestina right? And neither of you are trained in intimidation.Psistrike wrote: ↑Wed Dec 12, 2018 1:55 am Sariel Amastacia
Sariel walks over to the goblin and gets in his face. "Listen up, we want information on this operation and your buddies. You are going to give it to it. Or else I can make things very...weird for you since I'm a wild magic sorceress."
OOC: No attempt at Charisma check for Intimidation, as Sariel would bomb it. Just for flavor and to back up Celestina's good cop.
The goblin for a moment looks like he's about to snarl something defiant at Sariel but the moment Celestina starts talking any sign of resistance is snuffed out like a candle in a storm. Oh you can tell he's struggling a bit with some of the big words but he quickly gets your point.Ysariel wrote: ↑Wed Dec 12, 2018 7:31 pm Célestina (Tina)
Célestina points at Sariel, glaring sternly at the goblin. "Did you hear that? A wild. Magic. Sorceress. Theirs is not the formulaic magic of the arcanum and scholasticae. It is the ancient spellcraft of the Sidhe, wild and untamable as a summer storm. Cities have burned and forests turned to ash before that horrid power let loose. Not even they know the full terrors their magic can conjure."
"But worst of all," her voice lowers to a conspirational hush now, "worst of all are their shapechanging powers. Do you know what it is like to be turned into a potted plant? Huh? Huh?" she asks. "Mute. Deaf. Blind. Paralyzed, weeping in silent agony as a caterpillar chews away at your limbs and a stray dog relieves itself on you. Would you like to be turned into one? Because I assure you, and I ASSURE you, that is but the very least of what this nightmarish terror --" she stabs a finger at Sariel for emphasis -- "can imagine doing."
She leans in close to the goblin and breathes right down its throat. (Tina suddenly wonders if she smells as bad to the goblin as goblins do to her.) "Now listen very carefully, you wretched little bugger. You will tell us everything of what you and your fellows are up to in this tomb, down to who sent you here, what you are guarding, how many of you there are and what you ate for rations. If you do not, or if I so much as SUSPECT a word of untruth out of your halitosic mouth, SHE will unleash her spells on you. You will be turned into a potted plant. Or a chamberpot. Or a plant in a chamberpot... the point is, the rest of your eternal existence will be spent in mute, unbearable torment. You will beg for death and have not the lips to utter your plea. Now start talking!" She gives the captive a painful jab between the ribs with her gauntleted finger.
OOC
I really should have taken Intimidation instead of persuasion. There's nobody to play bad cop to my good cop!
D&D Charisma: 1D20+3 = [9]+3 = 12
Actually that look of abject terror on the goblin's face looks familiar... Suddenly it clicks and Celestina recognizes where she's seen that look. This is the same Goblin that she ran off during the Caravan ambush! Its still utterly terrified of her.
This revelation is also accompanied by the Goblin immediately spilling his guts. "Okayokayokay I talk! I talk! Putz tell all. Don't hurt me or turn me into a chamber-pot plant or call vengeful Delian ghosts! Putz tell you want you want to know."
The Goblin starts talking, "We come here months ago when Darax become new chief and the Black One become new god of tribe. The Black One rename tribe as Howling Horde and demand we bring her many shiny things or she eat us. So we do as She and Chief Darax command and find new places to raid from. We break in door, use tomb as... what is word in trade tongue... Outpost. Houses medium war party but lost some during attack recently as you know. Main camp in big room with fancy fire pit. Most of us there, rest on patrol be back later.
Tomb is useful for deal with Redbrands and for Chief Darax's big plans. Closer to roads and towns than home lair, plus both us and Redbrand not fully trust other. Failed caravan attack make things tense, Gravak the outpost boss inside with Redbrand talky man trying to keep deal strong. Tomb is useful place, but Putz not like it. Is spooky place. Others think I be superstitious but I sure angry spirits here. Order come in from Chief recently, send rookie shaman, tell Gravak that The Black One commands that tomb be desanctified. What Black One wants Black One gets. Gravak, Redbrand and rookie shaman probably in big altar room, Gravak like to multitask. Set up ritual and negotiate at same time. Also keep eye on sacrifice captives, Patrol catch someone nearby, small human, ritual need blood to finish but long set up. Gravak want to make sure no screw ups."