Coastal Cave In [Adventure | Closed]

Stephen coughed profusely as he shoved some of the rocks off of him and sat up. He had a splitting headache, and he bashed his knee pretty bad. Dragging himself to his feet, he looked around in the dimly lit cave. There was a bit of light coming in from high up, and he could hear water nearby. That was about the limit of his senses, unfortunately. Patting himself down, he checked to make sure he had all of his equipment. He had come with his armor, weapons, and manacles. Unfortunately, he had left his pack (and all the gear it held) behind, thinking he wouldn't need it so close to town. He was working a pretty simple missing persons case. A child, with a tendancy to run off. She hadn't been home in a few days, and evidently she liked to play near the cave. It looked now like his main concern was getting back to the surface. 1d20

With a groan Aislinn pushed herself up, first to her knees, and then up the rest of the way. The entirety of her body protesting at the movement. Who knew helping look for a missing child could be so painful. Fragments of fallen rock clattered to the ground around her while she took a moment to gather herself. Pushing back the pulsing pain in her shoulder, and left side she gave a quick glance around the area. At the moment there wasn't much to see, her vision hadn't quite adjusted to the sudden lack of proper lighting.

Taking a moment she took in a breath flinching slightly at the twinge of pain it caused, though it subsided to a dull throb quite fast. Letting her focus turn outward she managed to barely pick out the drip, drip, of water somewhere in the distance. Glancing upwards she caught the glare of sunlight causing her to blink before looking away, even the amount that was filtering through the hole above seemed too bright in the darkness that filled the room they'd, or perhaps only she'd fallen into.

"Hey," She started, still trying to catch her breath. "Is everybody alright?" She asked casting her glance around the darkened area, a shot of annoyance coursing through her as she still waited for her eyes to come to terms with the sudden shift in lighting. Shortly after that, a thought struck her, to actually check if all of her gear was still on her person, or at least the bit of it she carried around Waterdeep with her. Until recently idle hands shot to her hips to check for the hilt of her scimitar, and the pouch of components she kept tied there. Admittedly it was a light load to travel with, but falling into a cave hadn't been an activity she expected to undertake. The rest of her gear was neatly packed and at the foot of her bed back in the room she rented at The Safehaven Inn.

The comfort of the Inn seemed distant now, and she willed herself to focus on the issue at hand, finding a way out of this overly glorified hole in the ground.



Luck Role: zFGv4W581d201d20

Now his reason for being there in the first place was a bit strange. It's not that he was following her, he was just curious is all. Seeing her in company of another man made him wonder about what could possibly be going on there, surely some asking wouldn't be strange. Specially if they happened to run into each other by chance, yes? Sadly his opportunity slipped away so he had to find another way to approach them and that chance came near one of the beaches where he would swing his arm from a distance after "recognizing" her, just then. He was already having second thoughts about the idea when he realised there was no going back he was going to have to come up with something and say it. It only then occurred to him that it was a terrible plan and he was not a good talker at all. A few seconds passed but it felt like an eternity to him. A silent prayer took shape in his thoughts. He opened his mouth.



And then the ground gave in and they fell into... a cave? The fall was terrible in and of itself and he had the roughest possible of landings below, the sting of scratches and bruises already hurting over his body. With a groan, he slowly pulled himself up and took a look around, into the darkness that surrounded them. On his back, tied to his body was his greatsword, and the four javelins he always carried with himself had also fallen. He didn't have much in the way of equipment, really, other than his clothes, his mask, and his weapons, and no reason to carry them around either. And why would he? He wasn't planning on exploring anything that day.


"I'm alright..." He muttered with a hoarse voice, his vision trying to adapt to the dark around him. "You?"


On the off chance Tempus had heard him and thus thrown him down into a cave for fun... Well, he couldn't complain much. There weren't many ocurrences of "being swallowed by the earth" that were less lethal than that. Fair enough. Well played, Tempus. He'd have to be more careful with his thoughts and/or prayers from that moment onwards... Or show a little respect. Maybe.



The first thing he did was check out if his gear was still with him, most importantly, his greatsword. That was hard to replace, very expensive in fact, and would loathe to just randomly lose it on such a happenstance. His thoughts immediately turned to theft, and to the other swords he had seen in the market, and not only swords but spears, axes, and other marvelous weapons. Excuses wouldn't get any better than that... But even so that greatsword had been synonymous with safety for a long time. He would certainly feel naked without it, but worse of all would be to find himself without weapons at all. At least he had some practice with unnarmed combat thanks to the giant blue woman he had fought with in the past few days, who would have thought that could come in handy so soon? But it only proved him right. A warrior should master all forms of combat in order to be always ready to fight and face any circumstances, regardless of equipment at hand.

Luck Role: XaWBeCLC1d20

Perception Role: 1d20+11d20·1d20+1

Satisfied that he still had his equipment, Stephen breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a second when he realized he wasn't alone. "I'm down here as well!" he called out to the voices. He was thankful to not be trapped alone, otherwise he may never make it back out. In the dim light he looked around, hoping to gather more information before he acted. The cave was dark.and big. But there had to be more to it than that. He shook his head and tried again, looking for any detail that could be useful. His eyes poured over his surroundings, but he never moved from his spot. Not until he was sure it was safe.1d20+6·1d20+6

DM to Stephen
As you are both 1) human with no nature-based class abilities, and instead focus on more society-based skills (does that make sense? I hope so :3 ) and 2) no dark or dim-light vision, you really only see what’s illuminated by the faint light, and that’s barely there as it is. The sounds of water are still something you can sense with your hearing, as well as a path a faint wind is taking. It’s clear there’s somewhere else to go – you aren’t just in a pit. But the pitch-black around you makes it impossible to see more without a light source.

DM to Aislinn
Your perception is on high alert! Which makes sense, being a druid. Even though you are more comfortable in the forest, your natural in-born ability to connect to the lands around you syncs you to picking up the nuances of this new environment. Immediately your eyes are mapping the area around you, your Wanderer background feature instinctively applying to this ‘I’m lost’ scenario. And with your darkvision? You’ve had a few ‘rounds’ to adjust to the lighting, and you can now start to make out a few edges of the cave around you. As you focus on it? You can tell, even in black and white vision, there are a few more geodes in the wall, just like the ones that drew your party into the cave up above.

I use the dual-ability of having dim and dark vision as a sort of venn diagram of distance. You see the 60 feet of dim light area from the light source up above, then 60 feet beyond that? Once you start adjusting it becomes more clear – not quite a full 60 feet of DV+, but a sort of ‘this feel right’ mix. So you have about 80ish feet of vision at the moment, give or take. You can see the walls of the cave room you are in. If you have no additional light, your distance of dark vision would expand slowly each few rounds. With light added? It will be back to the 60+some change as it was in the beginning.
The walls have some sort of growth on them, in splotchy patches, here and there. (You’d have to get closer to know anything else there). And as you take in the circumference of the room? You notice a dark gap, no more than about 2-3 feet wide – enough for a small creature to easily walk through but a medium creature would need to squeeze. Is that a pathway out? You see, otherwise, no other proof of life down here.

Overall the room you are in is about 100 feet wide. Some walls make the distance closer to 60/70 feet from your center point, as it is not a perfect circle. Around you are the crumbled rocks of the floor you were on. And with that above 20 roll? You also notice Arioch’s 4th javlin – it had rolled just out of the dim light range to the north.

There is no waterfall like the image suggests, but the ground is wet – the brine-y smell you get. North is the top of the map, with south (obviously) being the bottom. Congratulations Aislinn! Because of your background feature you get a map <3 I will unveil areas you specifically travel, and it is up to you IC to share the ‘map’ with your party members if you so choose. Meta-knowledge wise, I’m not worried the other players seeing this. If I was? I would have PMed the map to you. That being said, Ty and Mala, your characters doesn’t have a mental map, unless you choose to start drawing out one somehow with the materials you stated you already had.

Stephen hurried into the glow of the light, following his companion to the wall. "Well I'm not much of a climber. Hopefully you're right about the way out, otherwise we may be stuck down here for a while". He continued to look around the cave, wishing he had taken the time to study nature. "Worst comes to worse, we could try to climb, but I'd rather not risk breaking my neck if we don't have to".

While he wasn't at home in a cave, he certainly wasn't afraid of the dark. He just didn't like not being able to see. Many dangerous things lurked in the dark, and he wasn't lucky enough to have dark vision like so many others. He would have to remember to carry a light source with him, or perhaps even see if he could learn a cantrip to help him.