The Orky Fellow returns.
My updates are short these days, following a severe drought of gaming happening.
But this one is quite fun (sorta).
The group decided to rest out in a underground graveyard of a abandoned dwarven fastness.
Deciding to sleep in shifts, I had them make perception checks and such to see if they noticed anything. I rolled a shitton behind the screen, just to fuck with their metagaming minds (do this a lot recently), until I roll one of the special numbers of 60/70/80/90. I got a 90, time to JUST AS PLANNED them.
I have a magic mouth, planted by the BBEG necromonster in the center of the room, start to speak to them in the most obnoxiously effeminate, flaming gay voice I can muster after 22 hours of no sleep. I must have done a good job as the group replies to the goading with groans, ooc jokes and general aggravation at the idea of being found out.
>stop letting Thin Man escape and maybe you could have moved unheard of
The sorc does a detect magic, and finds it on the floor, the ranger points it out (damn sky high perception) offhand. The warden walks over, asks for a description of the mouth, I tell him it's a big mouth, big teeth, with no lips, think Cheshire Cat. He (predictably) smashes it with his hammer, and eats a trap, blinding, glittering powder spews from the broken teeth.
>glitterdust was always one of my favorite spells
I tell him he is blinded, save doesn't end, and tell the rest of the group he sparkles in the light, setting off a new round of Twilight references, disparaging homosexual slurs and so forth. The sorc does a detect magic on the powder, and is surprised when he is told it is NOT magic (I decided to not make this so simple, use your skills people). The sorc chats with warlord, deciding to simply wash it out of his eyes. The warden then feels a burning sensation in his eyes and nose, taking 2 damage. He begins making a series of checks, heal/nature/dungeoneering/history, eventually gleaning that some folk use such blinding powders made up of salts and powdered stones to blind opponents, and some as a extra precaution, mix them in such a way as to when water is used to wash it out, creates a acidic compound. He asked if it could blind him permanently.
I told him that there are tales of loss of sight with prolonged exposure.
This provoked some serious panic from the party, and I was inundated with new questions that I fielded as appropriate. The only one that mattered was whether or not they had material to neutralize the acid. My plan was for them to use the clay dirt of the crypt, with it's high mineral content mixed with water to neutralize the acid.
The warlord suggested his beer, and I had them look it up, if it's ph was the right type, I'd clear it for the ingenuity. Unfortunately, it wasn't, but I was impressed with his quick thinking. The warden made a final heal check, and remembered that dirt could be the solution, especially the dirt near to hand.
The warlord responds by taking a handful of the dirt and shoving it into the warden's eyes. Not exactly what I had in mind, but hey, it's close enough?
Upon completing their rest, a round of endurance checks was called for, and the sorc and paladin found themselves fairly exhausted, the high heat getting to them. The group decided to sally forth, attempting to track down Thin Man, had the ranger attempt to follow him and discovered the tracks lead back the way they came.
The group decided to break off and check the hallway they hadn't been down as of yet.