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Monday, April 13, 2015

Random campaign thoughts

Session Thoughts So Far:

Everything seems to be moving along pretty well. I'm perfectly fine with how the 52 pages are working so far, although near the end of Session 3 there was a mini-revolt about the shooting through intervening characters rules, which the players thought were too restrictive and unrealistic, plus some initial confusion about the difference between shooting two grappling targets and past a different target. It was definitely exacerbated by the fact that I hadn't carefully read the rules at that point - I assumed Isotype and concision were enough, but my momentary hesitation drew out the discussion. However there wasn't a peep at the start of Session 4, especially as Sloth's player brought an erasable battle map allowing everyone to set up precision defilades. Which is good, because I really love Roger's system here, as it rewards planning. You get a pretty harsh penalty for intervening targets, and absolutely none if you think ahead. 

The injury system is also really nice, because it gives losing your hit points a serious punch but keeps fatalities fairly uncommon against low-damage foes. Plus it's a great way to ludically eat up in-game time*. By the end of Session 5, we'll be two and a half months in, and summer will begin. (And with it, the terrifying peryton rutting season.) 

Now I will admit to going easy on everyone so far - true DM's will laugh at my weakness in letting them resurrect Vlad for the pittance of 1,000 gold. And the goblin spiders by rights should have taken down Sean, as well, but I had them stop to wrap their first two victims in webs until they took damage, giving the players more of a chance. Finally, I've been hand waving the post-injury Handiwork rolls for healing, saying that they're close enough to the surface that they can get back to camp and "take 6" on the rolls. 

Well, things are definitely going to get tougher. Moving from the Gatehouse to Level 1 will make it easy to transition into actual rolls for injury healing, as nobody will be able to daintily carry an injured man up 100+ feet of stairway. The Scientist's resurrection machine will have a 1 in 3 chance of breaking after they next use it. Also anyone who uses it has a tracking device implanted, so good luck if you try to bite the hand that raised you. And future Crab Spiders encountered will be living in a full dungeon, not some Moktar gang's coddled pets.

Speaking of Scientists, I am truly mystified by their decision to get Temple support in exchange for 50% of the loot. Pat's players balked at a 15% cut, what gives!? I really wanted to encourage them setting up as an independent group first, with the Gatehouse as a private secret entrance after they open the first level, and I thought I'd accomplish that by having all factions treat them like the overconfident riff-raff they are. My best guess is that they were feeling vulnerable after the crab spiders, but they have so far rejected getting hirelings. 

A few other behind-the-scenes notes - I saw a suggestion somewhere, possibly at Roger's blog, that encounters should be rolled for any crazy battle sites or destruction the players leave behind, and so the Automaton Abomination had cannibalized the jury-rigged the players slaughtered in the second session, gaining 9 hit points. It didn't help though. 

On that subject, the automatons have proven to be really useful allies, precluding the need for any henchmen. But they might find that uniting them could have some (yet-to-be-determined) long-term consequences they won't necessarily enjoy.

Also I've decided that the Church of Starry Wisdom is behind Purple Lightning and the Inn of Alabaster Surprise, so Tuan Fen may find himself with some strange bedfellows pretty soon. 

Finally, Elves using CHA and the free henchmen seem dissonant to me - even in regular fantasy, and much more so with ASE's alien cannibal elves. For instance, when I pre-rolled Slezgar he got 18 CHA and a Fighter henchman as equipment which really doesn't seem in character. I feel like maybe switching the core stat with Prophets, since free henchmen make sense as devotees or temple minders. I guess it could be balanced by making this leader-prophet have a Wizard's HP and attack bonus.

Sunday, April 5, 2015

Session 6: Prophecies of the Living Pit

Characters: 
Tuan Fen - Fighter 2, overweight and ugly
+Fluffy, his armored wardog
Vlad - Rogue 2, dubiously "improved" by the Temple of Science
Sloth - Prophet (Cleric) 1, of Daog, God of Pits, dyslexic and with a bad back

A hodgepodge of jury-rigged and pristine lesser automatons

The characters are woken up at the end of their 'standard sleep cycle' by automaton sentries, who peel back their thick makeshift sleeping blindfolds. This session, they began asking their automaton tagalongs questions about what was in the next room - I gave them the general room names, which built confidence, but avoided any finer details. A lot of information was lost during their hard drive defragmentations.

Sloth began the day by casting Augury, and I asked him what that entailed - he decided that it usualy involves some pit digging, but since he was indoors, and actually diggable ground was too far away (about 70 feet) he would write his question on a piece of paper and sacrifice it to the "Living Pit," and swallowed it. The question was, were the degenerate automatons going to betray us?

Sloth's eyes rolled back in his head, and the answer quickly emerged from the other end of his "Living Pit," and he, um, extracted another piece of paper.

Unluckily, Sloth was dyslexic and had to have Vlad read it. He ordered Sloth to hold it up, and read: 'The broken ones are greatly weakened, but will fight like a tiger in a pit if threatened.' 

That disgusting ritual having been done with (I mean, what else could you expect was going to happen when you augur the living pit?!) the party marched off to the second foyer to check out the "Authorized Personnel Only" door. Sloth swung the door open, and the other party members decided that they would not be touching that door handle any more.

The hall was 5' wide - unlike the other corridors - and sixty feet long, ending in a black metal door. Vlad scouted ahead with his ten foot pole and triggered a pit trap - peering down he saw the top of the metal cage from earlier. Most of the party could leap the gap easily, but due to TuanFen's girth and lack of agility they tied him to a rope and had the automatons hang on, to provide some safety. He was able to make the gap this time though.

The party opened the door at the end and found that it dead-ended immediately into large blocks of dressed stone. Vlad suspected there was treasure bricked up inside, but before they could do anything more, three radioactive stirges flew into the hallway and tried to bite Tuan Fen, but they made quick work of them. The large fighter actually failed the jump on the way back, but he only fell 2-3 feet before the party hauled him back up. Vlad ran back to the surface to see if Ricin had any explosives, and the scientist said that he didn't, but could send for them. 

Next, the Janitors headed to the southern rooms, trying to fill out the rest of the map. They found a pristine-looking room which the automatons said was once a control center - it had a large white glowing orb floating in it and a bunch of tables with strange glassware on top of them. Vlad tried to pick one up and the whole thing collapsed, shattering on the ground. Sloth poked the orb and got an electric shock. Mesmerized, he reached out again, but Vlad slapped his hand away.

They asked Ricin to come down and evaluate the room. He said the glassware was worthless, but the orb was Very Scientific - he reached out to touch it and was mildly electrocuted when nobody stepped out to stop him. He cursed - "Homeopathy!" - and said they would need some grad students to study it further before returning to the surface. 

They went north and found a "ghost" which told them that the facility hadn't had an accident in over 3,000 years and to make sure they filled out an Expedition Checklist. After making some superstitious hand signs, Tuan Fen asked if the automatons knew what was on the checklist - they said that, as automatons never left the gatehouse, they never had occasion to see one, but that the humans always brought a lot of high-powered weaponry into the environment. 

In the next room they ran into a group of five lesser automatons who were looking into a bin filled with wires. Their allied lesser bots convinced them to join up, as they were on a mission to slay the abomination and prove to the pristines that they deserved to return to the fold. 

The automatons were visibly shaken as the party moved eastwards, but were somewhat relieved when they went into a mysteriously unlit room to the north rather than the automaton's lair to the south. In it were two crystal statues, on pedestals inscribed with "In Darkness" and "We Dwell," and a black metal chest flanked by two poles. Feeling pretty confident despite this obvious trap, they sent a jury rigged bot forward to open the chest. It removed the first latch, at which point the statues stepped down, swords at the ready!

The party and its allies surged forwards, with Vlad and Sloth standing atop the chest to get clear shots. Two lesser automatons were heavily damaged, and Fluffy and Tuan Fen took several heavy strikes before the statues were smashed to pieces. Vlad gathered a handful and put it in a sack. 

Within the chest was a gold-looking bar stamped with the words "Simulated Subsurface Treasure." If it was a simulation, it was a pretty good one, as it held up to the party's close examination. They squirreled it away in their packs, vowing to keep it a secret from Ricin, and went back up to the surface for three days' rest.

On the first day, they encountered the Hodo Brothers again, and bought a jug of bark liquor - a makeshift molotov cocktail to use on the abomination. On the third, a scientist named Doctor Bort came up the trail, followed by his robot, Clato. Clato produced a box of TNT and a hundred feet of fuse, and then they went on their way. 

Ricin and the party were equally excited - explosives are, after all, Very Scientific! The scientist wired them up against the stone wall and the whole group lit the fuse and ran back to camp.

The mountain shook, and smoke belched from the cave entrance. After a few minutes to let it dissipate, they went into the smoky hallways - the lights seemed to be undamaged, but there were heavy blast marks in the second foyer, as well as the broken bodies of four unlucky jury rigged automatons. The lights in the 5' hallway were dead, however, and now it terminated in an uneven rocky crater. Behind the wall appeared to be nothing but the mountain stone. 

Disappointed, they rounded up two pristine automatons and six jury-rigged, all of which were in a panic from the detonation. The party denied any knowledge of what occurred - "It was, probably the abomination or something" - which caused much consternation among the robots. "Perhaps it has learned to repair its plasma weapons! That would be a fearful development!" Curiosity piqued by the mention of plasma weapons, Sloth and Tuan Fen asked more questions and found out that there was a "Sergeant" in the gatehouse which had functioning guns.

They asked the bots to take them there, and proceeded through a few different rooms - finding a dressing room with 100 electrum coins in the clothes pockets, and a trapped chest with a false bottom, completely empty. There were some strange, corroded yellow containers though. Next they passed through the jury-rigged base, which the pristine automatons refused to enter. Finally, they met the Sergeant - an 8-foot tall, armored automaton, with twin plasma guns. Sloth lead the negotiations, wearing the Lieutenant rank pins they had found.

Unfortunately, they could not convince the sergeant to help them kill the Abomination. He did let them rifle through some old pay lockers, reasoning that the away team which had left them were probably long dead. There was an antique helmet, strange electrum and platinum coins, and jewelry. They stuffed it into Vlad's pack, where none of it would be visible. 

They also went down to the Ready Room, and peered curiously through the thick metal bars down a seemingly endless staircase. But they decided they weren't ready.

Instead, they went back to the Abomination's lair with two pristine automatons and six jury-rigged in tow. Vlad started things off auspiciously by winning initiative and using a critical hit to arc the molotov around the corridor wall and slam into the abomination, setting it alight for 9 total damage over two rounds. I'd given it 26 total HP from scavenging the smashed jury-rigged automatons from the players' first adventure in the gatehouse, but the party dealt like 18 damage total in the first round, and disabled one of its arms with another critical, so things were pretty quick. It consumed and incorporated a single jury-rigged automaton before splitting in two, and the getting finally ripped to shreds. The group pulled out a bunch of gold wire, a necklace, and a gem-encrusted copper chain, adding these to Vlad's load.

Back at camp, they had Tuan Fen and Sloth haggle with Ricin over the worth of the battered yellow containers they'd found ("Worthless! These are scattered in ruins all across the Land of 1,000 Towers!")  while Vlad hid the real treasure in their cart. Unfortunately he attracted the attention of one of the Science armsmen, who eyed him suspiciously for a tense minute or two, before entering his tent.

Session 5: The Peacemakers

Characters: 
Tuan Fen - Fighter 2, overweight and ugly
+Fluffy, his armored wardog
Vlad - Rogue 2, dubiously "improved" by the Temple of Science
Sloth - Prophet (Cleric) 1, of Daog, God of Pits, dyslexic and with a bad back

The party awakes with Sean convalescing in one of the tents. Ricin Dexter and his armsmen have disposed of the peryton corpses.

There's a quick discussion of how the rules are going so far. I'll be posting my house rules pretty soon, but the main one is that I decided that 3d6 take highest for Level 1 hit points isn't my favorite - either it should be a simple hardcore 1d6, like every other level, or the modern "max HP at level 1" - and we decide to do the latter. I made it retroactive for the two Level 1 characters, so Sloth digs a pit and is strengthened by worship of his god. He still has a bad back though.

(My feeling on this is that characters should really start dying at Level 2 or 3, so they have a chance to build an emotional connection first)

The party waits four days in the wild to let Vlad train up to second level, and for Fluffy to recover from his previous injury. They reenter the gatehouse and bring Ricin to inspect the rest of the papers - "Very Scientific! Worth 150 GP. As per the previous agreement, that'll be 75 GP for you guys." As soon as he's out of earshot, however: "Didn't we get a better deal than that?" Nope, no you did not.

They inspect the north door. Vlad and Tuan Fen press their ears against it and hear nothing inside - but they do hear a screeching of metal on wall echoing through the dungeon. Door opens - it's a room with protonium shelving and eleven violently severed automaton heads. Since Tuan Fen is already fat and slow (move 7!) the other characters decide they have nothing to lose by getting down to the first weight bracket and take on all of them. First they show one to Ricin, and he extends his hand and says "The Temple would value that at 40 GP, so 20GP for the three of you." Sloth says, "Oh, in that case we'll just hold on to it." Ricin: "What do you mean? You're contractually obliged to turn it over to me." "Uhhh... I mean we'll take it back into the gatehouse and see if it can be used for anything." Ricin nods and makes a note of it in his Moleskine. 

The party decides to see what the pristine automatons can do with them. Tuan Fen also advocates murdering Ricin, and if the Temple doesn't like it, well they can just never go back to Denethix. Vlad and Sloth are less keen on pissing off the Temple, but agree that Ricin's not going to get that one automaton head, and they'll say they dropped it in combat or something.

When they come upon the automatons' barracks, they find the eight of them seated in a circle, each conducting minor repairs on the next one's back. Vlad produces the first automaton head: "Alas! Poor #FFF263! I knew him well. But at least he has a few useful disks inside." One of the shabbier automatons begins disassembling #FFF263's head and incorporating it into its own body.

The party discusses events with the automatons, discovering that the head room was the original lair of the hated Abomination, and was an unholy place (explaining why they hadn't been cannibalized already). The automatons again request that the party tackles the highest priority janitorial duty - cleaning the "very dangerous" bathroom. Tuan Fen demurs, saying they need the proper gear. This agitates the automatons, who complain that it has been a janitorial priority for hundreds of years, and asks that Tuan Fen inform his manager that they have exceeded the allotted workflow time by 700,000%. Tuan Fen says that management is out of touch, but maybe if they got an escort to catalog any other defects they could make a more accurate workflow. Four automatons decide to tag along.

Vlad opens the door they came in from, finding a gruesome jury-rigged automaton crouching at the door, listening to them. It screeches and flees, but the party chases it into the foyer and destroys it. One automaton drags it back to their HQ.

They move back up to the document room and open the slightly curved door to the east, unsurprisingly finding the emergency generator core. This is a long glass tube filled with green liquid, and the room itself is a 50' tall, 40' wide cylinder, with two ladders down and a bunch of tubes against the wall, some of which are broken. The party is standing in the top 10' of the cylinder, on a black metal catwalk grille. They send the three automatons down first, to scout, and then figure out a plan to lower Fluffy to the ground, as she can't climb ladders. They decide that they'll truss her up using their 30' of rope (the first 20' having been cut off to tie up Terry, I believe) and get the last 10' by tying that to their ten foot pole. Tuan Fen trusts only himself to do the lowering, but Sloth and Vlad begin climbing the ladders first.

Usually I keep a pretty good poker face going, but I seriously could not stop myself from breaking out into a wide grin as I described the football-shaped lumps of green matter loosing themselves from the broken pipes and revealing themselves to be bloodthirsty mutant stirges, attacking just as the two adventurers reached the halfway point. 

Rolling randomly for targets, I found that Sloth had attracted the attention of two stirges, Vlad, three, and the last one flew up to try to get at Tuan Fen. Vlad injured one with a throwing knife, but then tried an Athletics roll to drop down to the last rung - failed! He only took a minor injury from the fall, however, Tuan Fen quickly killed his attacker and then began laboriously coming down. Vlad and Sloth, clambering to the ground one-handed while slashing at their attackers, eventually managed to kill a couple stirges and reach the ground where the automatons helped them out and killed the rest, but both had been pumped with a good dose of the stirges' radioactive bile. Vlad got the better deal - he was looking a little greener, but felt a tad stronger, while Sloth only lost a point of CON. Vlad peered around hopefully to see if maybe he could get bit again, taking him to 16 Strength and a +2 bonus. They only found six green gems in the stirge nest though.

While inspecting the lower section, the southern door flew open and the party was attacked by two new degenerate automatons - these ones nearly eight feet tall! But they and their allies made short work of them, and two pristine automatons left to drag their corpses back to the barracks.

Moving south, they found another strange room - 20' square but with a 40' ceiling, and a rusty cage hanging down from it. Exploring further, they found themselves at the first incursion's batte site, and decided to return up the stairway. 

Marching confidently homewards, they ran right into a group of 6 lesser automatons in the foyer - but these were not immediately hostile. Unnerved, Sloth stepped forwards to negotiate. In a nutshell:

- The Jury-rigged claimed that they were forced to cannibalize human parts because the pristine automatons monoolized scarce resources to keep themselves in tip top shape, rather than sharing equally.

- The pristine one said they were bloodthirsty savages who killed all the humans.

- Neither side had any evidence to back up their claims, as the memories were overwritten by a software update.

- Tuan Fen and Sloth calmed the squabbling bots down and said they should work together to kill the Abomination - perhaps then there would be enough parts to go around.

- The party decided to make the foyer secure and sleep there, as neither side of automaton society trusted the other to leave their sight.


Thursday, March 5, 2015

Session 4: Janitor Needed

The woke up to the sound of hellish screeching and the porters shouting about strange shadows - as if of men flapping their arms - passing over the campsite. Sean, Sloth, and Vlad ran out of the tent, as did Ricin Dexter and his Temple armsmen, Meniscus and Beaker. The three PCs drew their bows and sling, Ricin readied a throwing scalpel, and the armsmen pulled out long rifles.

The weird creatures soared low, silhouetted by the rising sun. As they approached, they resolved into huge winged creatures, half stag and half griffon with many sharp-tipped antlers. The humans got two volleys off, with a few arrows and bullets inflicting minor wounds on the perytons. As they approached, Beaker ran off and hid behind a tree. Then the beasts tried to gore Meniscus and Ricin upon landing, but one missed entirely and the other only slightly punctured Meniscus' side. Ricin fought with poisoned scalpels, but the poison didn't seem to affect the creatures.

The PCs moved to defilade positions so they could shoot the perytons without risking much friendly fire. They did this pretty effectively, getting a few good ranged hits in before all charging in to surround the perytons and chop them to death. Meniscus was scuffed up, and Ricin took a wicked slash into his shoulder. 

Sloth knew that Peryton gall bladders could be used to make a potion that allowed a human to run faster, and had Sloth attempt a harvest. He successfully extracted one, but also removed their hearts and roasted them off the open fire. Sloth and Vlad ate them, and Sloth experienced temporary chills and ghostly visions afterwards. Vlad also plucked some of their feathers and claws. 

Buoyed by this victory over huge magical creatures, the group decided to head back into the dungeon, undaunted by the reports of metallic screeching that emanated from the tunnels the previous night. They opened the "Barracks" door and found themselves in a 30' room with two southern and one northern door. Inspecting it closely, they found many footprints and a large dust-free area surrounding the northern door, which they decided was a trap. Vlad inspected it closely and found that the lever door handle indeed had a strange sort of resistance to being opened. After some discussion, they tied a rope to the handle and pulled the door open. On cue, a large black metal pipe swung down and through the door. A broken piece of metal wire hung down from the ceiling.

Beyond was a 30' hallway ending in another door, with two more on the west wall and one more on the east. The group decided to ignore this hall and try the southeastern door. They found that it opened into some kind of bathroom - they recognized the fixtures as toilets and showers, but of a far fancier and technologically advanced kind than they'd ever seen.  There was another door in the west wall of this room, and they opened it to see a group of eight more automatons.

Unlike the others, however, they hadn't incorporated human bones into their frames, and were friendly. They looked at the party in surprise: 
"Humans??"
"We're uh a janitorial crew."
"There hasn't been any janitors here for hundreds of cycles! Many things need to be cleaned. For instance, the bathrooms you are in are very dangerous."
"Well we'd be happy to clean, but there are other robots we met, that had human bones in them, and they tried to kill us."
"Degenerates! They are despicable fallen creatures. We only use automaton parts to repair, due to our superior moral circuits."
"Could you come help us as we... cleaned?"
"Yes, we will send four with you, and the rest of us will defend our base of operations."

Looking around, it didn't seem like much of a base - lots of broken shards of furniture, and a pile of human bones in the southern end of the room. Nevertheless, four robots stepped forth, and marched north into the large room.

As they did so, the dust at their feet swirled and congealed, lit from within by static sparks.
The robots exclaimed, "Dust ghosts!" and began to attack. The party swarmed from behind, and found their swords and sling bullets effectively dispersed the ghosts. Only 1 automaton was pushed over during the battle, suffering a few dents.

Sloth asked what dust ghosts are, and the automatons said they were the lingering wills of their ancestors. "Robots building other robots? Sounds good to me," said Sean. 

The group headed north and the four automatons grabbed the hanging pipe and started lifting it back towards the ceiling and extruding thin steel wire. The party told them to wait, however, in case they had to pass that way again and the automatons obliged.

They began opening the doors in this hallway in clockwise order, finding a large single bathroom, with a working toilet and shower, but no sink - just like the communal bathroom they visited previously. Next was an empty 20' square room with plastic hooks mounted on the walls. After that, however, was a 20' square room with a huge floor to ceiling mirror built into the eastern wall, and a hole with multicolored wires poking out of it in the north wall. They found that the mirror couldn't be pulled off the wall, and seemed to conceal a hollow space. Sean and Vlad searched every surface of the room but found nothing new, other than that the mirror didn't seem to have any hinges - clearly the wires were some kind of control mechanism. They consulted the automatons, but the metal men said they didn't even know of such a space. They also didn't seem concerned about the party breaking the mirror, so Sloth wound up his sling and took a crack at it. The bullet ricocheted off, and nearly hit him in the face. He decided they needed more power. 

Next, Vlad and Sean examined the wires, and asked the automatons, which said that there used to be a kind of personal lamp there, but they had no idea when it had been detached.

The group tried the final door in the hallway and found it to be nearly empty, except for an unlocked black metal box. Vlad inspected it and found it to be trap free, but had Sean unlatch it. He found two gold pins with some kind of eagle and star insignia. They concluded they were rank pins. Sean picked up the box and found it to be about 10 pounds, but didn't have the room to carry it with him. 

Returning to the surface, they asked if Ricin wanted to take a look at a few things, and the scientist obliged, ordering his armsmen to keep a sharp eye out while he was gone. Vlad pinned the insignia on him and the automatons straightened up and shouted, "Lieutenant!" and asked him what the status of the Company was. "Uh... good. It's like, good," he said. The party cajoled Ricin into lightly interrogating the automatons, and found that they were charged with protecting the Gatehouse, "where we are now," and preventing anything from leaving the Environment "entry is to the southeast," which was "accident free for hundreds of cycles." The environment was closed, however, and had been when the company left - "standard operating procedure." When asked if anything was dangerous, they said that there was some kind of creature - worse than the "degenerates" - in the northeastern section of the Gatehouse, but that the Environment was "filled with danger and opportunity!" The automatons once again tried to get the party to clean the bathrooms but were ignored. Meanwhile, footsteps echoed from the hallway, coming from deeper within the facility, before fading again.

Ricin was then brought to the wires, which he said looked like mostly power cables, and a couple that weren't power cables. Vlad decided to try brushing some of them together but was unable to trigger anything. They sent Ricin back to the surface and went back down part of the "Subsurface Research Facility" stairs, inspecting the door they had ignored last section. Upon opening, they found another 20' square room, a lever, and a 5' wide black disk in the floor. Nothing they tried could budge the lever even an inch, and Sloth said it probably needed power. Sean grabbed the black metal box and set it on top of the disk, finding that it appeared to be of the same metal. 

Vlad and Sean opened the drawers and found them to be filled with ancient papers, written in Common but still basically incomprehensible. Vlad also noticed that the dust at his feet was pooling and running in rivulets towards the west side of the room... dust ghosts! The three PC's and four automatons were able to overcome the 7 creatures, Vlad finding that his arrows were much less effective than the heftier blows from Sloth's sling or his sword, but three of the automatons were heavily corroded and one of the dust ghosts pulled down Sean, shoving an abrasive, dusty arm down his throat and into his lungs. Even with Sloth's healing spells, it would take the elf nearly five whole weeks to recover. 

Vlad inspected the automatons and decided to return to the last session's battle site, but found only small handfuls of debris - the 15 destroyed bots were nowhere to be found, and there were two 10' scratch marks along the walls. When Vlad and Sloth delivered the parts to the automatons and described what they had seen, the bots shuddered in fear, and said it was probably the abomination. They thanked Vlad and decided they must retreat to their base in order to repair and assess the situation. 

The party decided they would do the same, and took the papers to Ricin, who was visibly excited by the sight of them, and brought Sean back to camp. 

Session 3: Strange Sightings

Back in Denethix, they gave Terry over to the Scientists as vengeance for his cowardice and betrayal. Hexane Deuterium rubbed his rubber gloves together as the armsman was dragged screaming into the labs. Hexane also agreed to a 1,000 GP fee to revive Vlad, and offered to "improve him" - the party politely declined and Hexane said "we'll do our best to honor your wishes." 

The scientists pumped out his entire bloodstream, removing both the poision and Vlad's hemophelia! (I asked him to roll 1d6 to pick a stat to re-roll, and lo and behold, it came up CON - his weakest stat. And the new stat was 14! The revive machine will have to break soon.) 

The party spent most of the next three weeks looking for lodging, after they found that renting was much cheaper than hotels. Tuan Fen did train heavily, gaining a second level, as well as attempting to foster bravery in his wardog Fluffy. Vlad and Tuan Fen decided to split a two room apartment, finding two available on an alley off of the Street of Students - Tuan Fen feeling that he'd rather be off the beaten path. The first landlord, Tefek, wouldn't play ball and give them a discount if they paid a year up front, so they went across the street and met Crush Grimskull, a pit fighting trainer who recognized Tuan Fen from the practice yard and heartily agreed to the deal. Meanwhile Sean and Sloth, unable to convince their rich friends to let them share a room, found a cheap studio on the Street of Industrious Efforts. Vlad bought a new bow, and then they went out to look for cults to join. 

Only the Church of Starry Wisdom advertised, however, and they were rude to Sloth, calling him delusional and telling him to renounce his vows and join them. He did ask what he'd need to do to demonstrate new loyalty if he did join them - but it was a tall order, as the cultists demanded he steal the God's Eye from the Grand Temple. He ended up declining, though they did find that the Church was looking for a "Shining Trapezohedron," which was prophesied to be buried beneath the western mountains.

Returning to the Scientists, the party revealed Harvinius' map (after making a copy) and got the Temple to send Ricin Dexter, two armsmen, two porters, and a big stack of water and food rations up with them to continue the deceased scientist's research. The Temple demanded half of any resulting loot, and the party surprisingly assented. Ricin was a Shadow Scientist (I haven't converted the ASE classes yet, so he's an amalgam of Rogue and Scientist) who used poisoned throwing scalpels and wore a black lab coat. The party was suitably impressed and decided they wouldn't kill him immediately. Hexane also announced that one of the scientist crew had a life monitoring device that would warn him if the man was killed, but he "didn't remember who had it." 

The crew trudged up the mountain. At one point strange shadows of men flapping their arms passed them, but they couldn't see what cast them. Further up, they ran into a caravan, marked as belonging to the Hodo Brothers - six similar-looking men who said they were taking a shipment of pine liquor to Denethix. Tuan Fen decided he'd buy some, and he'd drink off an entire flask of Purple Lighting to make room.

Tuan Fen's intoxication took a strange form, however. His lips turned purple, and a strange man in a purple robe appeared, telling him that glory was to be found beneath the earth. Tuan Fen started poking at the ground with a dagger, and then the man said that his friends were dragging him down and he should kill them. He found this advice less useful, however, and he told the man to shut up, sheathed his dagger, and continued up the mountain.

The rest of the party looked concerned, but ultimately this wasn't too strange for someone who'd chugged a flask of dubious alcohol.

The hiking sobered Tuan Fen up, luckily, and the man faded away. The map guided them well, and they entered a small cave, mercilessly slaughtering the bear inside. Its flesh yielded two rations, though more were wasted as the group lacked a trained butcher. There was a section of worked stone in the rear of the cave, with a six-inch hole and sealed black metal door. They asked Ricin if he'd brought any sick rock, and Ricin pulled out a large lead flask, and had one of his porters unscrew it and dump the fist-sized lump into the hole. They heard no sound afterwards, until the door hissed open, revealing  a brightly lit hall and octagonal room. 

Ricin declared that he and his team would guard the entrance and inspect the party as they exited. It would be their responsibility to face the dangers below. 

The room had a western door, an eastern door, and a northeast door. They were labelled, respectively, "Barracks," "Subsurface Research Facility," and "Emergency Generator Core" in ancient, but somehow still legible, stencils. 

The party decided to open the eastern door, finding themselves looking down a winding staircase. The stairs turned a corner to the south, and there was a door by the landing. They asked Sloth to open the door, but instead he began waltzing down the rest of the stairs, the rest of the group following at a 20' distance.

At the bottom, Sloth hit a T intersection - nothing visible but more hallway to the south, but a bizarre and frightening sight to the north: a phalanx of fifteen strange automatons, built out of corroded metal and bits of human bone and ribcage. The two groups were equally surprised, and the party gathered around Sloth as the creatures' eyes turned blood red.

Battle was joined. The automatons were eventually all destroyed, Tuan Fen's axe scything down two and three at a time. But first Fluffy was knocked out, tossed to the ground with broken ribs. Then Waddell was killed by a metal claw to the head. And the last automaton, bloodlust lighting its LEDs, cut open Tuan Fen's femoral artery, bringing the stalwart warrior down before being destroyed itself. 

The group fled to the camp to lick its wounds. Fluffy would live, but was out for at least two weeks. Sloth's spells and mundane medicine saved Tuan Fen's life, but he would be unable to fight for the next 48 hours.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Two Sessions in Denethix

Here's a recap of the first 2 sessions of my Land of One Thousand Towers campaign, using Roger's 52 Pages ruleset. So far everything merges pretty well - there's some awkwardness regarding prophets and the players are not fond of the restrictive rules surrounding firing into combat. I have a few thoughts about 52 Pages Prophets and ASE's atomized gonzo pantheon which I will post up later. 

Cast of Characters:
Sean, Level 1 Elf
+Waddell the Soldier
Sloth, Level 1 Prophet of Daog. Dyslexic.
Tuan Fen, Level 1 Fighter. Fat and ugly.
+Fluffy the Wardog
Vlad, Level 1 Hemophiliac Rogue

The group had met on the docks of the River Effluent, when Tuan Fen and Vlad arrived in Denethix bearing large bags of gold - gifts from their parents, who had grown rich from prior adventures on the far side of the world (Qelong). Sean and Sloth, and Sean's follower, the soldier Waddell, were hired on to carry and guard the gold.

In Denethix, of course, there is only one place to go to keep large amounts of treasure: The Bank Inviolable. The group looked around at the building's baroque vaulted waiting area, and especially curiously at the machine gun pods of the Custodians of Fiduciary Duty. The bank staff recognized a prospective large depositor when they saw one, and a functionary came out to take the deposit and explain the 50/month deposit fee. He nodded at the hulking Custodians by way of explanation.

However, Vlad and Tuan Fen wanted to sign wills to prevent the loss of their accounts, should either be killed. For this, they would need a legal notary. The functionary recommended Low, Ball, & Sleigh, a few blocks north of the bank. The firm charged 180 for the service, which they grudgingly assented to. Trustworthiness and expediency was worth any price. Less trustworthy, at least to the two rich adventurers, were Sloth and Sean, who had stalked the depositors all the way to the bank, making noises about wills and bodyguarding and their poverty. These went unheeded, but the four adventurers did band together in search of a good bar.

After an hour or so they entered Hursenbuck's, owned by the efficient bartender Mary Hursenbuck. Business was good today, as two heavily armored men named Terry and Phil were loudly lamenting the loss by ambush of the Temple of Science caravan they were assigned to guard.

Tuan Fen sent the pair drinks, and soon enough they had spilled the beans, along with a significant amount of beetle whiskey. They had been guarding a Temple of Science caravan when it was ambushed by a "horde" of Moktars near Chelmsfordshire, and they had dragged away the scientist Harvinius and a huge, heavy chest. Terry tried to negotiate for a cut of the cargo, but the four adventurers silenced that train of thought with harsh glares. Fleeing from duty, they agreed, meant the guards had forfeited their claim on any gold - leading the way to the Moktars was valuable only for redemption. 

So they set out from Denethix immediately, passing through the town of Retennis and the small, depressed village of Chelmsfordshire. Terry and Phil led them to a location an hour west of Denethix, where the group found the smashed and charred remains of the caravan. A deep gouge in the earth disappeared into the forest to the north.

The Moktars had covered their tracks poorly, and soon the adventurers marched up to the perfectly-square entrance to what was evidently their lair. 

Sean ascended a nearby tree, bow at the ready, while the rest of the group shouted into the cave. They heard no response but the unmistakable sound of tomato breathing. Sean lightly descended from the tree and Vlad was sent in to scout. This he did poorly, rustling very obviously through the dry leaves spread along the passageway. In the darkness to the south, two pairs of shining pupils looked back at him. He signaled to the rest of the group, leaned around the corner, and loosed an arrow. 

Sloth brought his torch, and Tuan Fen brandished his battle axe and charged round the corner. As he stepped past Vlad, he heard a click and felt the ground give way beneath him - a pit trap! - but momentum carried him onto firmer ground, where he slew a Moktar with a single blow. Alongside him, a sling bullet and arrow killed the huge wolf the Moktar had been restraining.

There was another loud crack as Vlad overextended his bow and broke it in half (His third fumble in a row - and I admit I misread the crit/fumble chart, he should have just dropped the bow). The two pieces and nocked arrow tumbled into the pit trap. Behind him, he heard angry roars as two more Moktars advanced from the northern hallway. But these looked ragged, with bald patches and open sores. An arrow from Sean lodged in the left moktar's shoulder, and they retreated, around a corner and into the dark. The group heard more loud roars and then a door slammed shut. 

The band regrouped and crossed the open pit, arriving in sort of a guard room with two doused torches lying on the ground. They formed up, opened the door, and advanced cautiously down the hall. This they were right to do, as Tuan Fen quickly noticed eight Moktars, including the two they had seen earlier, crouching in readiness along the wall of the next room. Having nowhere else to go, however, the lion-men were reduced to lambs lining up for slaughter, as the gang used the choke point in the hall to cut them down, two by two, until they were all dead. Even the hulking chieftain, awakened from a deep and terminal slumber by the din, was brought down - though he did manage to club down Waddell and give the soldier a serious concussion. 

Terry and Phil had been no help the whole time, hanging back and offering only cheers and hollers as the adventurers waded through Moktar blood. Now they advanced to spit on the Moktar corpses and congratulate the adventurers on their help. This pleased the merchant Harvinius least of all, and he leaned up from a pile of refuse in the corner to curse them and order them to leave. He also told the adventurers to leave the room, or else they would die! (In 52 Pages, elves don't have dark vision by default, so Sean neither knows of nor can see the sick-light.) The adventurers learn of Terry and Phil's true cowardice while interrogating Harvinius, but he dies after a few minutes. 

The group searches the room and the Chieftain's bed chamber but only find a strange lump of yellow rock. Suspicious that it is probably what sickened the Moktars and Harvinius, they decide to give it, along with some harsh words, to Terry and Phil and send them on their way. 

The adventurers turn their attention to a strange metal plate in the floor of a dead-end hallway south of the Moktar barrack. Vlad sees a lever mounted in the wall next to it an approaches with a ten foot pole, and flips it up. Immediately the plate reveals itself to be the top of an inverted steel pyramid as it flies up and attaches itself to the ceiling with a reverberating clang, revealing a dark shaft. Vlad's weapons also respond, tugging at their clasps but with nothing like the force of the pyramid. The sensation recedes as he steps away.

Tuan Fen is sent forward to test the magnetic field next. As he enters the hallway, his armor begins pulling him up with increasing strength. Soon he's nearly weightless, and he's only halfway to the shaft. He turns back.

Immediately the gang strips itself of metallic weapons and armor, taking up Moktar bone-clubs instead. Tuan Fen selects the chieftain's huge two-handed ceratops femur. Sean tests his arrows, finding that the heads are small enough that the strange force doesn't rip all of them from his grasp - only a few break free and rise to the ceiling as he walks forward.

Sean and Sloth head down first, followed by Vlad. Waddell, dazed but ambulatory, is set to operate the lever if necessary, and Tuan Fen prepares himself as backup, if necessary. 

At the bottom of the shaft is a small natural cave. At the far end sits a treasure chest - doubtlessly the caravan's! - and in the center is a naked, purpled human corpse. Sloth walks right out in the open to investigate... And two huge crab spiders drop from the ceiling. The first sinks its fangs into Sloth's shoulder, and he passes out from pain and poison. Sean begins loosing arrows, and Vlad gets in a few strikes before giant spider fangs find their mark, and he, too, goes down.

With a roar, Tuan Fen slides down the rope and counterattacks, finishing off the first spider and then attacking the second, much larger one, which had been wrapping Sloth's body with silk. (I admit to going easy on the party at this point.) Soon, though, he knocks the creature onto its back and sinks the Moktar weapon deep into its abdomen. 

The survivors take stock. Sloth is alive, though it will take three weeks for him to recover. Vlad is dead, purpled like the other corpse in the cavern. The treasure chest's lock has been smashed off, however, and they are mollified by the discovery of 800 gold coins, and its inch-thick lead lining. They realize it could be used to safely carry the Sick Rock.

Moving the dead, injured, and treasure up the shaft, Waddell greets them raggedly and hands over a parchment he says he found on Harvinius' body. It's a map, to a nearby mountain, with the words "Sick Rock is key." 

The party saunters out of the cave, expecting to see Terry and Phil waiting patiently outside so they can retrieve the rock and put it in the chest. Instead, they see (passing both Notice Detail and Hear Noise checks) the two armsmen leap out of the bushes, snarling with anger! But two drunk armsmen prove a poor match for Tuan Fen's recovered great-axe. Phil is beheaded, and Terry is grievously injured and locked inside the treasure chest with the Sick Rock.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Tower of the Stargazer: ASE Modifications

Going to run Tower of the Stargazer again as a one-off, but this time with a group that might actually turn into a regular campaign. I've decided my main campaign will be Pat Wetmore's Land of 1,000 Towers, so a few things are in order to fit the Stargazer in a little better.

Of course, ASE is gonzo, and the Tower is pretty scientific and nonspecific, so it wouldn't be out of place to just run the Tower straight. However, I do want it to be a good introduction to the ASE style of gonzo, and it will need to hook into the titular megadungeon.

1. The statue. I'm not sure if ASE has any medusas, but some weird folktale just won't cut it. I'm not even sure medusas even exist in the Land. Instead, it'll be a statue of Torpo the Cannibal fighting the Sasquatch Khan, tying in nicely with Obelisk of Forgotten Memories.

2. The prison. While the quasi-spectral undead were pretty effective here, I wasn't quite sure how much I liked that they charged as soon as you open the door. Yes, I get that it's a lesson for listening, first, but not quite in the theme of voluntarily triggered traps. Instead, we'll get a Sasquetron (also replacing the fifteen-armed skeleton) that turns on if the party takes the key ring off the hook. The dead guy and parasite will remain, although it will use the parasite mechanics from Obelisk of Forgotten Memories. 

3. The telescope. The control panel will gain an "aiming" dial, with two black ink marks. The leftmost mark points the telescope (rotating the whole fist) at Mt. Rendon - this is the current setting. The right hand one points it at the Inn of the Alabaster Surprise's courtesan changing room. Other settings do move the telescope but refocusing to get a usable image is a laborious week-long process. However, the beam's deceleration process hasn't yet been figured out, and depending on how it's aimed you will either miss your target and go flying into space, possibly becoming an Orbital God, or otherwise blasting a person-shaped hole in the surface and dying instantly. 

4. The books. Some of the books are good as-is, but all the Eldritch Library books about communicating with space aliens are instead equally deranged histories of the Land of 1,000 Towers.

5. Appearance. Obviously, the tower is going to look like a huge stone arm, with the dome being a clenched steel fist. Plus, when the telescope extends, it takes the place of the middle finger.