Iron Gods FOC: Diamonds in the Rough (Inactive)

Game Master TheRiverOcean

Will Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

"Whoaaaaaaa!" Gwyndle clutches his head as it is wracked with pain. He struggles to get his next sentence out, as his teeth are still rattling. "Let's hurry up and get that door open. Relas' friend might be in need of a little sh-sh-sh-shock therapy."

@Felicia feel free to post out of order

The Vegepygmys Attack Ladim again!

First, two smaller ones from his right:

Attack 1 PRONE: 1d20 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 1 - 2 = 10
Attack 2: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
DMG: 1d6 ⇒ 6

After straining its little plant body following Ladim's attack, one of the creatures falls dead.
0HP disabled monster dies due to -1 HP on standard action.

Another small Vege steps up and attacks above the corpse of his bretheren!

Attack 3: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
DMG: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Then the large Vegepygmy attacks with a glowing mace.
Light Hammer: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
DMG: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

As Ladim is being swarmed by endless waves of vegepygmies, he remembers a wise, intelligent and incredibly handsome man's words,

"You are to kindly open the door and not let the seventy-pound bloke go first, that'd be grand."

Actually, the 15 doesn't hit, Ladim has Mage Armor on, and has an AC of 16. Should've clarified that.

Ladim is on 1 hit point at the moment. Wouldn't mind some beatstick assistance.

"I hate mind games!" Felicia says, snapping out of her stupor. She moves next to Relas, opening the door ready to strike at whatever was on the other side.

Ready attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

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Funny post Ladim. But I still have no idea how you opened the door to the bathroom, and then somehow wandered 50 or 60 feet away, through at least two more doors AND opened another door with enemies behind it with no allies nearby. I was still yet to post about "exploring" the urinal.

Is it my turn yet? We really need to post Round by Round on our posts too, so we know where in the battle/rounds we are….

@TRO - I'd say you need to make sure folk are taking their turns, and if not, bot them…Askra always fine to be moved and pushed around. ;)

ROUND ONE

Will (DC 15): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

As Felicia moves up and opens the door, Relas howls in pain as the ear-splitting screech reverberates throughout the corridor and throughout his entire body! The vibrating sensation in his skull causes an odd and unpleasant feeling as he backs away from the door, shaking his head in pain...

Ouch! Moved Relas back and Felicia up; the door to the room should now be open. Askra, I'm not sure where you are on the turn order; if TRO counts your move action as your action for Round One then you're done for the moment...if not, I think you should be able to act at any time.

ROUND ONE

Will (DC 15): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

"Gyeeeeeeee!"

Whether as a result of her shared bond with Relas, also stricken, or her own lack of mental fortitude, the ungodly screeching brings tears of pain to Palomia's eyes as she staggers, hands reflexively moving to cover her ears. The vibrating sensation in her skull brings on a sudden and intense wave of nausea and it is all she can do to not empty the contents of her stomach onto the floor.

Palomia had been holding her action but considering she failed her save and can't do anything but take move actions, I'll just say that she now acts after/simultaneously with Relas in the initiative order now - if that's acceptable!

Basically, I said that Ladim goes and opens the door, when the others accompany him there. Buut, it's also possible he didn't notice them taking a small detour to the restroom and stumbling onto lost and lots of vegepygmies.

"The door". See I didn't think we had moved past the restroom "door". How is it that you were halfway across the map and BoB, Askra and Felicia were…waiting to use the facilities….

@Palomia - yup. Just waiting on TRO…

Clairification:

Before combat, for a few days, all players were allowed to re-position/post actions, prepare for battle. During this time a few characters cast Mage Armor, opened doors, and chatted. This was OUTSIDE of combat, so there were no rounds. Everyone could act as they pleased.

THEN - Vegepygmies heard Ladim nearby, and surprise-rounded him, starting combat. Simultaneously, the Thought Monster began attacking Relas, Palo, Gwyndle, and Felicia.

@Felicia you have not yet made your will save.

Felicia Will Save: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (19) - 2 = 17
ohhh you just been kissed by an angel girl. #luckyroll

Felicia opens the door and reveals inside.

A long table with various unusual stones and dirt samples heaped on it sits along the southern wall of this room, while to the north a line of metal desks with glowing panels and buttons are placed next to a large humming device. The heart of this device seems to be some sort of flickering sphere of reddish- brown mud or dirt. Dust covers much of this room, save for a strangely clean swath between the doors, which leads to the strange humming device.

Just beyond the door is the enemy, but it's looks like several blurry and fleeting images. Palomia, Relas, and Gwyndle all see different things. The vision of an old friend or family member, someone they once met or loved, a hated enemy, or an old pet. The hallucinations confuse the three party members!

@Palomia, @Relas, @Felicia @Gwyndle Make a WILL SAVE DC 14 at the top of your next post. Failure results in -2 Attack penalty against the monster.

@Felicia, sorry, you can't move, and open a door, and attack in the same round! You may save that attack roll for your turn in round 2.

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ROUND 1
Gwyndle < Delayed because the door wasn't open
Ladim < Attacked his assailants
*Thought Monster < Star Shriek
Felicia < Opened the door
Askra < Moved closer to Ladim
*Vegepygmy < Attacked Ladim
Palomia-Relas Nauseated for 3 rounds, moved
BoB < Moved closer to Ladim and Askra

BEGIN ROUND 2

Seeing Ladim bashed and stabbed, Askra charges in toward the leader, whipping out Kaad's earthbreaker to deal with...whatever these things are... Time to break some earth!

Round 2

Full Round Action
Charge vegepygmy leader.

Swoonsh!!!!: 1d20 + 3 + 2 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 - 1 + 2 = 19 [+3 BAB, +2 Str, -1 PA, +2 charge]
Ponque!!!: 2d6 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (6, 5) + 3 + 3 = 17 [two hand Str, PA]

AC 15/11/12 till end of round

Thanks for the clarification TRO!!!

As Askra swoops past Ladim, he spits blood loudly and shouts, "Nice to see you, love!" As the giant eartbreaker smacks the vegepygmy, spilling bodily fluids everywhere, Ladim takes another step backwards, and swings for a haymaker. A massive bolt of energy lashes from his fist, flying towards three of the vegepygmies, and exploding in a blue flash.

Full Round Action, Toppling Magic Missile at three of the other pygmies, unless the biggun isn't dead. If he isn't, the first one is for him.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CMB trip: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

The first one in the blast is hit hard, smashing in the wall with a crunching noise, and falls on the floor, pulpy liquid dripping from its head.

Second target: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
CMB trip: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Damn 1's

Saved from the brunt of the blast, the second one staggers a bit, obviously bruised, but keeps pushing onwards, clicking intensively at the opponents.

Third Target: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Trip: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
I'm going to assume that Askra murdered the boss one here, that was a s%%+ton of damage.

The last impulse of the arcane haymaker collides viciously in another foe's thigh, twisting the knee backwards, arcane energy singing the flesh. The vegepygmy lets out a terrifying high-pitched scream, and collapses on the ground, holding its shattered limb.

I am assuming that they have the same HP as the other ones, but in my descriptions I didn't outright kill any of them. Their plantlike biology should allow them to stab me again, no doubt. Ladim would like to hid... tactically position himself behind BoB.

Having a more successful attack this time, the short sorcerer shouts back at the pygmies, "How you like me now, you little pricks?!", before he winces and murmurs, "Ow."

"BoB is here to assist."

Stepping forward he attacks one of the small Vegepygmy

Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
Damage: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (4, 1) + 10 = 15

Attack Confirmation: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
Damage: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (6, 1) + 10 = 17

"These organic creatures are very weak."

BoB looks on with a a bit of wonder as his blade cuts through the creature with ease.

Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

"Mom? Pops?" Gwyndle says when the door opens, his eyes widening in surprise. What are they doing here? However, he is just as quick to squint when he notices something off about them. They were blurry, out of focus, and what was more, there was something else there. Whatever it was, he knew that it couldn't be anything good.

"Hey, Relas, Felicia, look out!" he calls out, attempting to line up a shot past the big people and through the door.

Gwyndle casts jolt on the oogabooga.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 - 4 = 13 Firing into melee.
Damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

* Waoaoaw BoB! Awesome way to make salad!!!!

* Great post Ladim. Living in Australia, I appreciate some color in language. ;P

* @Ladim - Vegepygmies are mute.

Vegepygmies cannot speak—they communicate via a crude language of rhythmic taps, beats, and clicks.

Damn vegepygmies, foiling me again. I'd edit it to a horrible crunching noise or a panicked salvo of vocal sounds, but it's too late. Also, I'll be staying behind you from now on. Maybe Askra can give me a piggyback ride?

I hate not being able to move my piece from my phone. I did specify that I was already with Relas even though I couldn't move the piece. Will post for real in a couple hours

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"I hate mind games!" Felicia says, snapping out of her stupor. She moves next to Relas, opening the door ready to strike at whatever was on the other side.

Sorry Felicia, this post indicates too many actions. Also, Relas was not standing by the door. No worries, I'm sure you'll slice and dice it anyway ;)

@Ladim someone's been watching some Mad Max:Fury Road! hahaha

@Askra Nice catch on the veggies, shame on Ladim! ;)

@BoB You remind me of Drax the destroyer lol

@Felicia @Palo-Relas, go ahead and post and I'll finish up round two ;)

Funnily enough, I haven't seen it, since I haven't been to the cinema in months. But, it obviously proves that I'm good enough to be a Hollywood script writer! :P In the case with the vegepygmy, with all the discontinuties it involves though.

Seeing BoB's greatsword tear apart the vegepygmy, Ladim wipes the green sludge from his face, his face the epitome of disgust. "Yeah, big bot, we kind of are. Well spotted." The battle turning around, he shouts at the two heavy hitters in front of him, "Woo! Get in there!"

Whoops, this is what happens when I move people around...Relas was initially up in front of the door. Once he got hit with that screech attack I had him back up and moved him accordingly on the map; I also moved Felicia up next to where Relas had been.

Will (DC 14): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Relas blinks through the pain in his head and the strange oogy feeling in the rest of body as his eyes fall on the...

What is it???

Unable to make out anything distinct about the creature lurking within the room, Relas simply stares with an odd sort of fascination at what appears to his eyes to be a strange smoky haze...wait, was that an entity from his home plane?

Will (DC 14): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Palomia grimaces and looks up just in time to see the doors to the room slide open, revealing...

She blinks in confusion for a moment as her eyes register a vision of her family standing before her. Her parents and four brothers all wearing the same detached, disinterested expression, one that she had grown accustomed to receiving most of the time when she was a child...

"No! None of you are real, you're all back home in Sevenarches and good riddance!" she snarls, anger flaring up despite the continuing waves of nausea that roll over her. "K...kick that thing's face in, Felicia!"

Gwyndle hits the creature with a shocking bolt, damaging it.

Felicia sees a haze of images, foggy memories of creatures standing before her. A tentacle reaches out from the haze and gently strikes at Felicia's head.

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Felicia dodges the tentacle with ease!

@Felicia using your last post as your action for round 2.

Felicia responds with a swift sword strike, cutting into the creature.

*****ELSEWHERE*******

Askra slams into the leader, which ...clicks and snaps angrily.

Ladim hits two smaller Vegepygmys, injuring one and nearly killing the other as he topples it prone.

BoB steps up and pulverizes one into Vege-confetti.

Ladim sees that the leader is not dead yet, and hits him with a magic missile, toppling him. Then the leader does something strange, and kneels down, lowering it's head and cowering.
It appears to be surrendering. The other small vegepygmy does the same.

The others quickly scatter and hide in the other room.
Stealth in vegitation: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 30

@Felicia you have almost no information on your character page. Would you mind posting all of your stats, race, abilities etc. It's difficult for me to deduce some info I may need. THANKS!

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ROUND 2
Gwyndle < shocked Thought Monster
Ladim < Attacked Vege leader and 2 small ones
*Thought Monster < Missed Felicia
Felicia < Sliced Thought Monster
Askra < Sliced Vege leader
*Vegepygmy < Leader surrendered, smaller ones hide
Palomia-Relas Nauseated for rounds 1, 2, and 3
BoB < Vege-confetti

ROUND 3 START

Current AC: 17

"Hmph. I think I can do a little better than that..." Gwyndle remarks when his cantrip hits the creature. He looks to the side, observing that Relas is tripping out or something. He'd have to aim a bit more carefully. The sorcerer points his finger out at the creature again, this time firing a considerably larger arc of electricity.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 - 4 = 15
Elemental Ray (1st of 7): 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

"...or maybe not." Despite looking considerably more powerful, the ray's impact is comparable to the cantrip's.

BoB having no idea why the small creature lowers his guard continues his attack.

Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
Damage: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (5, 2) + 10 = 17

But seems to swing wide.

"Creature seemed to lower its guard, but BoB was unable to hit. Is this some sort of trick? BoB does not know how to compute information."

Ladim looks at the android, Oh, s+&$. Huh... Wait a minute.

Turning to BoB, he puts his hand on the android's shoulder, trying to turn him towards him and looks up at his face. "Right, BoB-y boy, It appears that they surrendered, which is... uhm, them terminating their combat sub-routines in order to avoid further casualties." Ladim lets out a racking cough and spits up blood. That's one big hammer

Continuing, he says in a calm voice, "It would seem that previous programming in you has activated and prevented you from attacking them, in order to avoid further... hostile activities and damage to allies. Usually, when someone surrenders, you back away and leave them be, but are ready for a counter-attack the moment they resume hostilities."

I hope those green bastards don't attack back... I like androids, but they're not the brightest bunch... And

Ladim stands behind BoB, and raises one hand peacefully at the vegepygmies, his other glowing with bluish flame behind his back.
Readied Magic Missile, not toppling.: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (3, 2, 1) + 3 = 9

I know that I can't use Diplomacy on things that don't understand me, but I hope they understand body language. If not, Ladim's going to blast the big one.

everything on me is in the link in my header so that I can see it from mobile. If you need me too, I can eventually put it onto the page. It'll just be difficult to keep up.

will save: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (18) - 2 = 16
attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Felicia grins at the sight of the damage and leans in to deal more. Her Falcata rolls out of her hand as she changes her grip. It hooks on her pinky and slides back into her grip upside down just in time to land another cut on the creature.

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Askra almost swings again, but notices the plant-creature is down and pitifully surrendering. Gritting her teeth to hold in her unspent rage, the Kellid kicks the glowing weapon away from the leader, and holds Kaad's earth breaker in a ready stance, ready to club the thing's head off if it so much as blinks an….eye.

"Little….weeds! Damn you all to every Hell and all the Abyss!!! GHAAAAAAAAAH!" she shouts at the top of her lungs, all the pent up frustration and sadness unfortunately spewing out toward the larger plant-being.

Round 2
Move Action: Kick leader's glowing club out of reach.

Standard Action: Intimidate leader.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Sorry for the delay folks, had a busy day yesterday/today!

"Ugh...Paloooo...I feel strange..." Relas whimpers as the odd sensations in his stomach continue. Still unable to make heads or tails of what he's seeing in front of him, he backs up another step, almost bumping into Gwyndle. "And weak..."

"Get him! T-teach him to make that godawful sc-screeching sound!" Palomia cheers weakly as Felicia and Gwyndle battle the strange monster. "I...I think this sickness might be pa-urgh!" she retches. As she looks up again, she flinches as Askra's scream of rage and sorrow echoes down the corridors and her stomach lurches again as she fears for the worst...

After being shocked and cut deeply, something in the visions indicates the creature is healing its self. It attacks Felicia with a tentacle to the head.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
And misses.

*****Elsewhere*******

Askra yells at the leader after kicking his hammer out of his hands. It drops and clinks against the ground, still faintly glowing. The Vegepygmy leader looks up at Askra, much larger than himself, and cowers in fear. It begins speaking in something resembling a language by rubbing some inner vines together within its throat.

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ROUND 3

Gwyndle < Fired at Thought Monster 2dmg
Ladim < Attempted to make peace, preparing missle
*Thought Monster < Attacked Felicia and missed
Felicia < Attacked Thought Monster
Askra < Intimidated Vege leader
*Vegepygmy < Surrendered, attempted communication
Palomia-Relas Last round nauseated
BoB < Swung and missed small vege

BEGIN ROUND 4

Ladim puts his other hand on Askra's shoulder and coughs, "Ghr... Hm. These chumps seem like they've been here for a while, and they don't look that stupid. Lemme try something."

Ladim looks at the vegepygmy and says in a guttering, swamping voice, "Zobsrasr, ra daag kaxomgatem", gesturing towards the room down the corridor the others retreated in.

They could have learned some Androffan, even though they probably can't speak it. Other action would be holding the same charge if possible.

As the last of the oogy feelings fade away, Relas realizes that poor Felicia is fighting on the front lines alone. "I feel better now! Hold on Felicia!" he calls as he charges forward. With a snarl, he attempts to snap at the strange creature.

Attack (Bite): 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 5 - 2 = 11
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

However, the continually shifting form of the creature proves to be a distraction and Relas' jaws only close on thin air.

Relas failed his save earlier and so is taking a -2 penalty to his attacks.

The nausea thankfully fading away at last, Palomia coughs and straightens up to face the monster down the corridor. "Okay, now you're going to get it..." She moves down the corridor to stand behind Felicia, placing her hand on the woman's shoulder and muttering a few arcane words to grant her next action a little more oomph.

Guidance on Felicia!

atk: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
dmg: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Felicia tries another toss to switch hands but nearly drops it thanks to not having practiced in millennia.

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With Felicia and Relas in range to give the creature a nice pounding, Gwyndle decides to lighten up on the galvanic fury. Well, maybe a smidgen more wouldn't hurt.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 - 4 = 10 I think soft cover applies here as well.
Jolt: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"BoB understands surrender. Small things didn't speak. BoB will stand down."

BoB lowers his blade and stands at the ready.

The party can't seem to hit the strange monster. Still, it attacks Felicia with a tentacle to the head.

Tentacle: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
The tentacle taps Felicia, and a strange power is released into her.
Felicia Will Save: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (17) - 2 = 15

Somehow. Someway. Even though it was very unlikely. Felicia manages to protect her mind against the ability.
it's cool. im not mad. SDFJREGH#I$(%)

******Elsewhere******
The Vegepygmy leader looks at Ladim, then looks around as Ladim speaks with a stupid look in his vines. He then leans down to the ground and begins to draw on the white floor with his slimy vines. He draws a few lines, and beneath those lines are tubes and corridors, and then many scribbles. He then points to them and points to himself.
Kn Geography or Kn Nature please

ROUND 4

Gwyndle < Fired at Thought Monster and missed
Ladim < Spoke Androffan to the plant
*Thought Monster < Hit Felicia, but she f%+&ing saved
Felicia < attack and miss
Askra < Stood guard
*Vegepygmy < drew pretty pictures
Palomia-Relas missed, cast guidance
BoB < lowered sword

Okay, one more time then... Gwyndle furrows his brow, firing yet another cantrip at the monster.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 - 4 = 16
Jolt: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Because of my charmed life ability, I'd really like to roll my own saves. I have to decide to do so beforehand, but I can add 3 to that crappy save.

Atk: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
dmg: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

She tries again, but the hit to the head stops her from switching back to her strong hand.

None of those Knowledge skills...

Askra watches the leader's viny appendages scrawl with some small amount of fascination.

"It draws too...."

With one eye on the vegetable-man, the Kellid picks up the discarded weapon and turns to Ladim.

"You think it's indicating it's home.... or treasure.... or something?" she asks helpfully...

In an effort to assist Felicia as well as move out of the line of fire, Relas sidesteps through the doors next to the weird creature before unleashing a flurry of teeth and claws! Though his claws catch only air, he finally feels his teeth connect with...something, albeit not with as much strength as he was aiming for.

Bite: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 5 - 2 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Crit Confirm?: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 5 - 2 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Claw #1: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 5 - 2 = 7
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Claw #2: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 5 - 2 = 7
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Relas does the 5 foot shuffle.

Don't forget that you currently have Guidance on you Felicia, which gives you a +1 to your next attack roll, save, or skill check; just be sure to note when you use it!

Sensing that the minor magical boon that she granted to Felicia has yet to be discharged, Palomia beats feet back up the corridor to stand next to Gwyndle. "Here you go short stuff, hopefully this will help!" she says as she places a hand on the gnome's shoulder and mutters a few arcane words. Gwyndle suddenly feels that he might be able to give his next act a little extra something if he sees fit.

Casting Guidance on Gwyndle. Go team!?

Go cantrips!

oh... then that atk was at +9

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Knowledge(Geography), Untrained: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 Ladim scratches his head, looking at Askra and the drawings on the floor. "Uhh... I think it looks a bit like, uhm, a map. Yeah, definitely looks like a map. Leading to a place, too. I can't really read it, though. BoB, any clues?", as he continues his question to the android.

Ladim has no clue as to what's happening.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

"BoB does not understand what creature is doing, but BoB hears others in combat. Should BoB go help or do you still need assistance?"

Ladim looks up from the ground, Is it a plan for a weapon? Are they that intelligent? A secret tunnel?, before giving up on the plans, and saying, "Yeah, BoB-y boy. Go on right ahead, Askra hear can keep me prot... I'll take care of her, I mean.", last sentence muttered out in a pained smile as he feels one of his ribs decisively moving in the wrong direction, looking her straight in the eyes.

He then looks at the pygmy and attempts looking at the map-plan-hieroglyph-donut-receipt one last time, and nods. "Askra, hen, do you think we should go and help the others? Don't suppose you got a spare potion or something? It's not that I'm complaining, it's just that I'm pretty sure I'm not supposed to be leaking that much red fluids." Fist still glowing in blue, he continues, other hand at his hip. "Think we should leave these little gimps alone? I don't think they'd attack again, and I'd rather save my spells for someone... more important.", gesturing non-threateningly around the vegepygmies.

Action is readying a non-Toppling Magic Missile, Move Action would be walking up the hallway if escorted by Askra.

The thought monster attacks again after getting shocked by Gwyndle.

Bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Claw: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Claw: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

But the monster is not nearly as quick as Felicia.

****Elsewhere****

Exasperated, the Vegepygmy leader draws again. Something like a dome, and beneath some squiggles. He points to the squiggles. He slams his vines against the dome, and then against the walls and floor in a fit. It begins scraping at the white floor like s dog, then stops and points to the squiggles.

@Askra @Ladim @BoB give me perception

I am very entertained by this exchange hahaha

ROUND 5

Gwyndle < Hit Thought Monster 4 dmg
Ladim < Unsure of Vege's meaning, possibly moving
*Thought Monster < Attack
Felicia < attack and miss
Askra < Moved closer to Ladim
*Vegepygmy < tried explaining again
Palomia-Relas guidance, hits 4 dmg
BoB < Awaiting orders, possibly moving

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

"Uhmm, sorry no Lad. No poh-shuns. I mean potions. You 'kay?"

The furtive scrittling on the ground continues, and Askra tries to decipher it.

"Looks like a hill an' a … squiggle-beast? Is there a squiggle-beast that is like a dog here?" she asks the plant-man.

Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 12