#gaming session

The Redeemer rode into the fray on his velociraptor. Observing the foes, he shouted, "Those are rare flying gogiteths! Galon, allow me to add some flames to your punches!" He gave the monk the Elemental Gift of fire. Meanwhile, the gogiteth that Zookdar had frightened away earlier returned to the battle.

Midori sang a verse to inspire courage:

🎶🎶🎶 The time has come to squash some bugs So hear me out, don't use earplugs Galon, allow me to help with flanking While Zookdar continues with his tanking 🎶🎶🎶

She moved up to a bug to flank it with Galon and struck it with her rapier. Another bug attacked Midori, Galon, and Zookdar. A third flew in to hit Galon with its legs, prompting a retributive strike from Zookdar; the monk and champion took advantage of the opening and finished off the gogiteth, which promptly burst into flames. The gnome champion ran up to another gogiteth to smite it, then sweep his flickmace into the one next to it.

One of the bugs ran another flitting attack on Zookdar, Midori, and Galon. Zookdar retaliated with a retributive strike, knocking it prone.

The Redeemer attacked with a gouging claw for a critical hit, while the other gogiteth attacked Galon directly, drawing a retributive strike from Zookdar and a strike from Midori.

Keeping up her pace, the kitsune found an opening in one of her foes. "Take it all, bitch," she taunted, following up with another good strike. "Back for seconds, huh?"

One of the bugs flitted from Galon to Zookdar to Midori, but Galon pounded it into the ground, killing it.

Zookdar faced off against the last foe with a powerful strike. The Redeemer assisted with an electrical arc and a bite from his velociraptor steed. The gogiteth tried to fight back against Galon, prompting a final retributive strike and a flurry of blows, killing it.

Midori treated the party's wounds. On searching the dead gogiteths for loot and finding none, she sighed in exasperation.

"Well," the ringmaster exclaimed, "time to cross the river!" She took the lead, using a rope and grappling hook. She shouted, "WHEEEEEEEEE!" As she swung across.

One of the gogiteth nests held a tattered sack with a fancy new hand crossbow loaded with a ghost bolt that Midori snatched up, and a book called Orvian Mushrooms: a rare book filled with lore and illustrations about a few dozen different types of Darklands fungi.

Discovering a tunnel to the south, the party moved on.

Some distance later, they encountered a cave containing the ruins of an old military outpost, featuring a tall, closed gate flanked by two fifteen-foot-tall statues of xulgath warriors.

Midori moved toward the gate, puling her lockpicks out from one of her belt pouches. Fizzarolli pushed her aside and strode up to the gates himself, earning himself a withering glare from the kitsune. After a moment of fiddling with the lock, the poppet exclaimed, "Aha!" The gate clicked, then began to fall forward toward the heroes.

Somebody yelled, "Run!" The adventurers, save for Midori, scrambled and scattered. The kitsune, however, sighed and sidestepped the gate at the last second. "This is why we check for traps first," she chided, gesturing at the fallen gate.

Fizzarolli used his Speak With Stones ability to question one of the statues. The poppet asked, "Has anybody been through here recently?"

The statue stirred, almost as if it were coming to life. It spoke with a grinding, gravelly voice, "People have been through here recently, relative to the time I've existed, but not relative to the time I've taken shape."

Fizzarolli pondered the statue's response. "What were you created for?"

"To look like the ones who came before!"

The poppet asked, "Any other traps in this space?"

"The doors behind me"

"Were they set as a trap, or just crumbling with age?"

The statue continued, "A rod hidden beneath the sands brought the doors tumbling down."

"Are there any other hidden rods or gaps that we should worry about?"

"There are no more rods anywhere near," the statue concluded, its movements stopping completely.

"Well," Midori said, "That didn't really help so much. The statues could have given us a little better information. Alas, I cannot smell what The Boulder is cooking."

The heroes explored the ruins, finding little of interest. Zookdar rounded a corner, and two bug-like monstrosities, resembling spiders crossed with crabs in some unholy combination, with squid-like tentacles writhing at the ends of their armored legs. Their rock-like gray shells had provided them with the perfect camouflage against the ruin's walls and ceilings. These irlgaunts jumped down from the ceiling at the gnome paladin. "AAAH!" he exclaimed, "This is some Cthulhu bullshit!"

The first monster appeared to vomit toward the party. The regurgitated matter burst out in a twenty-foot radius at the adventurers. Zookdar took the full brunt, while Galon and Midori rolled out of the way.

Zookdar moved in to smite evil with a battle cry, missing. Galon moved beside him, punching away at the multilegged menace, hitting it twice. Midori sang a verse to inspire courage:

🎶🎶🎶 We're beset upon by fearsome beasts Who mean to make us all their feasts But we'll attack an' make 'em bleed So Zookdar, won't you take the lead? 🎶🎶🎶

She cast Guidance on Zookdar.

The wounded irlgaunt skittered away briefly.

Fizzarolli threw his Stoneraiser Javelin at the other irlgaunt, raising up a cluster of stalagmites from the ground. He moved toward the creature with Nefarsia and attempted to scare his foe to death.

The irlgaunt trembled, but did not die. Instead, it vomited toward the party, engulfing Midori while Galon avoided the corrosive goo. Zookdar reacted with a retributive strike and a critical hit. The irlgaunt fought back, but only missed the gnome.

Zookdar attempted to intimidate it, but failed. He followed up with another critical hit. Galon assisted with a flurry of blows, only one of which hit the target. Fizzarolli released a Megavolt attack.

Another irlgaunt dropped down to attack Midori, prompting an exclamation from her, "AAAAAAAAAAH! THEY'RE IN MY HAIR! GET 'EM OFFA MEEEEE!" With all of her flailing, the abomination could not land a hit on her.

Zookdar managed to smash through the shell of one irlgaunt, dispatching it completely. Galon punched at another.

Midori sang a verse:

🎶🎶🎶 We'll shake off their attacks And avoid their pinchy grabs So go melt us up some butter We'll shish-kebab these fuckin' crabs! 🎶🎶🎶

She followed up with two hits from her rapier.

Fizzarolli let forth a Megavolt attack. Once the crackling had disappeared, the irlgaunt was nowhere to be found!

The heroes looked all around, but could not find their foe. Midori inspired courage in them by singing:

🎶🎶🎶 Where did you go, my crabby? Where did you go? I want to know, my crabby, I want to know 🎶🎶🎶

Fizzarolli managed to see the creature, hiding well camouflaged against the wall. He went into overdrive and defeated it with one last blow.

Introduction

I decided to capture our War for the Crown campaign in text. We used to upload everything on YouTube, but some videos were copyright struck because of the music we used, and sometimes twitch doesn't want to export it. Also, relistening our 5-10 hr sessions is not easy if I want to refresh my memory, so this tag (#kettu plays ttrpg) will be sort of an archive for our games.

We started our journey 16.12.2021, only a couple of months after we finished our 2-year lasting campaign of Hell's Rebels where I played a tiefling cleric Johani. Our schedule is erratic to say the least, sometimes with months of hiatus, but we are determined to see it through the end.

Let's begin with the introduction of our party as they started their journey (we started before remaster, so for now we had alignments).

Cassandra Zespire Stavian — human summoner, chaotic evil. She's hedonistic, selfish and all around terrible person that somehow manages to gain loyal followers. Respects power. She's a relative of the royal family, so she has the highest status of the group. Always followed by her butler, Peter. She's very young, 18-19 y.o.

Ywain Merrosette — human swashbuckler, lawful evil. A pariah of his family. Admires Cheliax Empire and works for literal Hell. Also hedonistic, extremely practical, ruthless. Cares only for his own. The oldest of the group, app. 24 y.o.

Aviden Vernisant — human magus, lawful good. Young aspiring knight just out of training, very idealistic. The youngest of the group, 17 y.o.

Brie Lycocorax — halfling inventor-rogue, chaotic neutral. The only person who is not of noble birth and from a relatively happy family, 19 y.o. She's just here to do a good job for a good pay, and to prove herself.

The premise of the campaign: As the political scene in Taldor explodes into chaos. We play as agents of Princess Eutropia to help secure her claim to the Imperial throne and prevent the Empire from collapsing in on itself in civil war that occurred in 4718 AR. 

Him: Why is your inventory full of coal?!? How much food did you manage to burn?!?

Me: In my defense, I am a better cook in this game than in real life!

Him: How?

Me: I try! I just can't seem to - wait! Did I leave the stove on? *crashing noises as I frantically get up and sprint across the house* Ow! Sithspit! *crashing noises continue*

Him: ...are you OK?

Me: Im fine! *more crashing noises* Yes! I did turn off the stove! ... but now my dinner is cold... *runs back to computer* I'm good!