02-18-2016, 05:36 PM
Jonath blinks and then says, "Welp, give me one of those vials of antitoxin we found a while back." When the group fishes one out of a bag he downs it. [Jonath gains, +5 alchemical bonus on Fortitude saving throws against poison for 1 hour]
"Well, here goes nothing..."
Jonath then pulls out his tools and gets to work.
"OOps!" [Failed by more than 5. Sets off the trap!] A dart flies out of the hole and sticks him in the hand.
"Ouch!" [Thank the gods for the antitoxin! He takes 2 damage though.]
"Well, this trap has to be manually reset so for the moment this trap is safe to pass through. I don't see any more hazards so lets go..."
Jonath sets off toward the room but only gets a few feet when there's an audible 'click'...
"FACK!" Another dart flies out, this time puncturing his shoulder. [Search failed. 3 Damage! Made his save though!]
"Well I did tell you guys I'm not an expert..." This time he takes his time searching [Take 20] and doesn't find any more traps.
You all finally make it to just outside the room. There are a couple dozen dead Kobolds laying around the area. Their bodies appear withered and dried up. As if all the moisture had been sucked out of them. From the looks on their twisted faces, whatever happened was intensely painful. In the middle of the room, on the warm, softly glowing circle, are scores of broken egg shells. Their contents that were once baby Kobolds in various stages of Embryonic development, are now tiny withered Embryos which never had a chance for life.
Tomeal covers his mouth and whispers, "Well I guess we know why we've been encountering hardly any Kobolds."
"Well, here goes nothing..."
Jonath then pulls out his tools and gets to work.
"OOps!" [Failed by more than 5. Sets off the trap!] A dart flies out of the hole and sticks him in the hand.
"Ouch!" [Thank the gods for the antitoxin! He takes 2 damage though.]
"Well, this trap has to be manually reset so for the moment this trap is safe to pass through. I don't see any more hazards so lets go..."
Jonath sets off toward the room but only gets a few feet when there's an audible 'click'...
"FACK!" Another dart flies out, this time puncturing his shoulder. [Search failed. 3 Damage! Made his save though!]
"Well I did tell you guys I'm not an expert..." This time he takes his time searching [Take 20] and doesn't find any more traps.
You all finally make it to just outside the room. There are a couple dozen dead Kobolds laying around the area. Their bodies appear withered and dried up. As if all the moisture had been sucked out of them. From the looks on their twisted faces, whatever happened was intensely painful. In the middle of the room, on the warm, softly glowing circle, are scores of broken egg shells. Their contents that were once baby Kobolds in various stages of Embryonic development, are now tiny withered Embryos which never had a chance for life.
Tomeal covers his mouth and whispers, "Well I guess we know why we've been encountering hardly any Kobolds."
