GAMEDAY V: Sky Key Solution (CORE) (Inactive)

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Scarab Sages

Male CN Human Fighter 5/Champion 3 | HP: 64/64| AC: 20 (11 Tch, 19 Fl) | CMB: +9 CMD: 20| F: +6, R: +2, W: +4 (+1 vs Fear) | Init: +4 | Perc: +10, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft |Hard to Kill | Mythic Power 6/9 (+1d6), Fleet Charge, Fleet Warrior, Impossible Speed, Penetrating Damage, Amazing Initiative, Recuperation | Active conditions:None.

Making his way towards the location mentioned in the Summons, Iago casually and carelessly swipes an ale from the Grand Lodge cafeteria along his way. Definitely should have gone with a greatsword Iago buddy. Oh well, I'll just refocus on that next week.

Dark Archive

Male N/N Human Weather Druid/7| HP: 59/59| Init: +2 | AC/FF/T: 20/20/10 20/20/10 | CMD: 14 14 | F:9, R:4, W:13 | Diplo+3, HaAni+7, Heal+10, KnGeo+4, KnNat+10, Perc+16, SMot+7, Surv+18 | Speed 30 ft | Active Conditions: Longstrider (extended), Barkskin (extended)

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Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

Gwendolyn stomps out of the Flaxseed Lodge on her way to meeting of Pathfinders annoyed. Her owl Hera aware of her mistresses moods as only a familiar can be was lazily circling above.

"Honestly Hera what is it about men that makes them fixate so on the size of their weapon?"

Dark Archive

Tiny Female Owl | hp 15 | AC 17{21} T 15 FF 14{18} | CMD 10 | F +2 R +5 W +6, imp. evasion | Spd 10', Fly 40' (ave.) | Init +3 | Fly +7, KnArc +1, KnHis +0, KnLoc +0, Perc +10, Scrft +2, SensM +2, Stlth +15 | mage armor

"Whoo?"

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

"That guy back there. And I was being rhetorical anyhow. Still I would just love to go to a tavern one day and find it filled with stimulating conversation, rather than well, whatever all that testosterone was back there."

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 2 HP 15/18 | AC 20, T 13, FF 17, CMD 18 | F +5, R +5, W +2 | Init +4 | Perc +7, SM +1 | Speed 20ft

A muscular human man of Taldan features arrives, wearing a breastplate and various weapons, and smiling just a little too widely.

"Greetings, fellow Pathfinders! I am Groosalugg the Brave and Undefeated.

Dark Archive

Tiny Female Owl | hp 15 | AC 17{21} T 15 FF 14{18} | CMD 10 | F +2 R +5 W +6, imp. evasion | Spd 10', Fly 40' (ave.) | Init +3 | Fly +7, KnArc +1, KnHis +0, KnLoc +0, Perc +10, Scrft +2, SensM +2, Stlth +15 | mage armor

"Whoo?"

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

"Nevermind the feather duster. I'm Gwen."

Dark Archive

Male N/N Human Weather Druid/7| HP: 59/59| Init: +2 | AC/FF/T: 20/20/10 20/20/10 | CMD: 14 14 | F:9, R:4, W:13 | Diplo+3, HaAni+7, Heal+10, KnGeo+4, KnNat+10, Perc+16, SMot+7, Surv+18 | Speed 30 ft | Active Conditions: Longstrider (extended), Barkskin (extended)

"Deluge."

Deluge plops down a plate of donuts on the table and takes one for himself. No, two. Definitely two. He pulls out a wineskin filled with some nasty smelling fermented milk and takes a swig between bites.

Oh please, please, let this be just another rah, rah session and not another mission! I'g getting real tired of battling undead and spirits.

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 2 HP 15/18 | AC 20, T 13, FF 17, CMD 18 | F +5, R +5, W +2 | Init +4 | Perc +7, SM +1 | Speed 20ft

"It is good to meet you, Gwen", Groo responds, a little too enthusiastically. "And good to see you again, friend Deluge. Let us hope this is another exciting adventure, like our Confirmation mission together!"

Scarab Sages

Male CN Human Fighter 5/Champion 3 | HP: 64/64| AC: 20 (11 Tch, 19 Fl) | CMB: +9 CMD: 20| F: +6, R: +2, W: +4 (+1 vs Fear) | Init: +4 | Perc: +10, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft |Hard to Kill | Mythic Power 6/9 (+1d6), Fleet Charge, Fleet Warrior, Impossible Speed, Penetrating Damage, Amazing Initiative, Recuperation | Active conditions:None.

Iago saunters on into the tent with a smile on his face. "Nothing quite like being outdoors to be briefed for once. And maybe this time the briefing will be given to us in a way that make me feel a little less like I'm meeting a rent-girl on the quick in an alleyway." He give a slight bow. "Iago Dalamitri, formerly of Cheliax; a pleasure I'm sure."

Marching over towards a chair, he hooks it over and sits down rather sloppily. "So Groose, what happens if you get defeated? Are you just going to cut that out of your name? Or just go with "formerly" undefeated" he asks as he pats his pockets. "I wonder if owls eat crumbs of dried-up rum cake."

Dark Archive

Male N/N Human Weather Druid/7| HP: 59/59| Init: +2 | AC/FF/T: 20/20/10 20/20/10 | CMD: 14 14 | F:9, R:4, W:13 | Diplo+3, HaAni+7, Heal+10, KnGeo+4, KnNat+10, Perc+16, SMot+7, Surv+18 | Speed 30 ft | Active Conditions: Longstrider (extended), Barkskin (extended)
Groosalugg wrote:
"It is good to meet you, Gwen", Groo responds, a little too enthusiastically. "And good to see you again, friend Deluge. Let us hope this is another exciting adventure, like our Confirmation mission together!"

Deluge winces when he says excitement, and sighs.

Scarab Sages

Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +9 (10 for traps) Female half-orc pal 3/rog 1 F+7 R +8, Will +4 Reroll (4 stars) LoH 3/3 Smite 1/1 Clw wand 42/42 chgs AC 19, touch 13, flat-footed 17 (+6 armor, +2 Dex,+1deflect ) hp 38/38

A half Orc woman in Chain mail wearing a wide brimmed hat (around which circles a mulberry stone) and carrying a glaive greets her fellow pathfinders

"Hiya I am Omrijka Protecta of pritty tings and servant of Shelyn" she bobs her head and raises her open hand to just underneath a silver songbird symbol that hangs round her neck with coloured enamels set its wings and body to give it a multicoloured appearance

She turns to Groosalug "You had an excitin advencha?" she asks

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 2 HP 15/18 | AC 20, T 13, FF 17, CMD 18 | F +5, R +5, W +2 | Init +4 | Perc +7, SM +1 | Speed 20ft

"Friend Iago, I do not know what would happen if I were to be defeated, because it has never yet happened."

"It is very nice to meet you, friend Omrijka. Yes, Deluge and I went on our Confirmation mission together. While it seemed it would be just a boring journey to look in an old cave and document what we found, it turned into an exciting adventure. We made friends with an old gillman, and had to fight off various beasts, and rescue our halfling guide from almost certain death."

"Our bravery and skill in battle that day will surely be remembered in song and story, will it not, friend Deluge?"

Groosalugg puts his arm around the other man's shoulder, grinning widely.

Scarab Sages

Male CN Human Fighter 5/Champion 3 | HP: 64/64| AC: 20 (11 Tch, 19 Fl) | CMB: +9 CMD: 20| F: +6, R: +2, W: +4 (+1 vs Fear) | Init: +4 | Perc: +10, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft |Hard to Kill | Mythic Power 6/9 (+1d6), Fleet Charge, Fleet Warrior, Impossible Speed, Penetrating Damage, Amazing Initiative, Recuperation | Active conditions:None.

"Wait, hold on. What in all the gods of lost Azlant is a "confirmation"? Is that a thing?" asks Iago as he produces with unabashed nonchalance a handful of crumbs for the owl.

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

Donuts? "Breakfast of champions aye?" She says snagging one. It would not occur to Gwen they are not for everyone. "Nice to meet you." She says through a powdery, raspberry jam donut.

Iago Dalamitrin wrote:
He give a slight bow. "Iago Dalamitri, formerly of Cheliax; a pleasure I'm sure."

"Certainly." ...in Nidal.

Iago Dalamitrin wrote:
Marching over towards a chair, he hooks it over and sits down rather sloppily. "So Groose, what happens if you get defeated? Are you just going to cut that out of your name? Or just go with "formerly" undefeated"
Groosalugg wrote:

"Friend Iago, I do not know what would happen if I were to be defeated, because it has never yet happened."

"It is very nice to meet you, friend Omrijka. Yes, Deluge and I went on our Confirmation mission together. While it seemed it would be just a boring journey to look in an old cave and document what we found, it turned into an exciting adventure. We made friends with an old gillman, and had to fight off various beasts, and rescue our halfling guide from almost certain death."

"Our bravery and skill in battle that day will surely be remembered in song and story, will it not, friend Deluge?"

Groosalugg puts his arm around the other man's shoulder, grinning widely.

Gwen can't seem to remember running across anything about it in her filing duties.

Iago Dalamitrin wrote:
"Wait, hold on. What in all the gods of lost Azlant is a "confirmation"? Is that a thing?" asks Iago.

"Yeah, It's a thing." Gwen says in disappointment. "I was away on a boat for months to the Mordant Spire. Got mine in the mail."

She shakes Omirijka's hand glad she's not the only one stuck with the boys.

Dark Archive

Tiny Female Owl | hp 15 | AC 17{21} T 15 FF 14{18} | CMD 10 | F +2 R +5 W +6, imp. evasion | Spd 10', Fly 40' (ave.) | Init +3 | Fly +7, KnArc +1, KnHis +0, KnLoc +0, Perc +10, Scrft +2, SensM +2, Stlth +15 | mage armor
Iago wrote:
[Iago] produces with unabashed nonchalance a handful of crumbs for the owl.

Hera cautiously takes the crumbs offered by Iago from her perch on Gwen's. She's perched there even though her talons seem to make Gwen wince every now and then and Gwen is obviously holding a staff with a perch at the top. Hera rotates her head 180 degrees and quietly lets the crumbs drop to the ground. She turns back with the owl equivalent of a smile while making chewing motions with her beak.

dice: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (10) - 2 = 8

Later she flaps down to the donut box.

Scarab Sages

Male CN Human Fighter 5/Champion 3 | HP: 64/64| AC: 20 (11 Tch, 19 Fl) | CMB: +9 CMD: 20| F: +6, R: +2, W: +4 (+1 vs Fear) | Init: +4 | Perc: +10, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft |Hard to Kill | Mythic Power 6/9 (+1d6), Fleet Charge, Fleet Warrior, Impossible Speed, Penetrating Damage, Amazing Initiative, Recuperation | Active conditions:None.

Iago smiles, clearly fooled. Alright; well at least the bird likes me. Who would have thought; rum cake, of all things. Wonder if it'll take care of that fruit cake I keep getting every winter solstice.


Gatherings of Pathfinders always bring great excitement and great anticipation. They also usually take place in more interesting places than a mildly muddy field outside of Absalom.

Master of Scrolls Kreighton Shane observes the Pathfinder agents arriving into the field and calls out Yes, Pathfinders. A lot of you, certainly. Lovely! Well, find your places in an orderly fashion. We’ve got some truly exciting news today and I can’t wait to get started!

Scarab Sages

Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +9 (10 for traps) Female half-orc pal 3/rog 1 F+7 R +8, Will +4 Reroll (4 stars) LoH 3/3 Smite 1/1 Clw wand 42/42 chgs AC 19, touch 13, flat-footed 17 (+6 armor, +2 Dex,+1deflect ) hp 38/38

Nodding and smiling at as many pathfinders she can make eye contact with Omrijka heads to where she thinks she should be

Dark Archive

Male N/N Human Weather Druid/7| HP: 59/59| Init: +2 | AC/FF/T: 20/20/10 20/20/10 | CMD: 14 14 | F:9, R:4, W:13 | Diplo+3, HaAni+7, Heal+10, KnGeo+4, KnNat+10, Perc+16, SMot+7, Surv+18 | Speed 30 ft | Active Conditions: Longstrider (extended), Barkskin (extended)

Deluge half-heartedly and carefully and picks his way through the mud, trying to find a dry spot to settle on.

Oh goody, goody, perhaps this is another one of those training exercises involving mud and climbing. How can one not love mud and climbing? ...Though its usually not Krieghton that leads those.

Deluge has spent an inordinate amount of time in training, almost not passing. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on your point of view, he managed a good OK showing at the Confirmation and finally graduated.

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 2 HP 15/18 | AC 20, T 13, FF 17, CMD 18 | F +5, R +5, W +2 | Init +4 | Perc +7, SM +1 | Speed 20ft

"Greetings, Master Shane!" Groosalugg calls from across the field, though in the massive throng of other Pathfinders, the Master of Scrolls probably doesn't hear him.

Turning back to his smaller group he chatters excitedly, "I wonder what the exciting news is? This is certainly an odd place to assemble. Perhaps they are going to bring in something very large that wouldn't fit at the Grand Lodge."

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

"Get your own seat, Dusty." Gwen shoos Hera off her shoulder and onto her staff's perch.

For her part the miffed owl simply turns her head 180 degrees away and closes her eyes.

Sovereign Court

Kreighton Shaine, the Pathfinder Society’s Master of Scrolls and de facto Master of Spells in the wake of Aram Zey’s untimely assassination, steps forward. A broad smile graces his youthful, elven features, and his golden hair shines in the sunlight.

You can find the rest of this message at the overseer thread.


Male Half-human Brawler 6/Wizard (sort of a specialized school)* 1 | HP 65 | AC 18 T 14 FF 15 | CMD 25** | F +8, R +10, W +5 | Init +2 | Perc +11| Spd 30ft | Conditions bad hair day, halitosis | * School of making problems disappear; ** varies
GM Mars wrote:
Kreighton Shaine, the Pathfinder Society’s Master of Scrolls and de facto Master of Spells in the wake of Aram Zey’s untimely assassination....

*Snicker*

Dark Archive

Tiny Female Owl | hp 15 | AC 17{21} T 15 FF 14{18} | CMD 10 | F +2 R +5 W +6, imp. evasion | Spd 10', Fly 40' (ave.) | Init +3 | Fly +7, KnArc +1, KnHis +0, KnLoc +0, Perc +10, Scrft +2, SensM +2, Stlth +15 | mage armor
GM Mars wrote:

“Welcome, my countless eager scholars! Today we are about to witness a wondrous and strange new chapter in the Pathfinder Society’s history. But first, please everyone take a moment of silence to remember our lost Master of Spells and my close friend, Aram Zey. While many of you found his manner abrasive, he fully believed in the Society’s goals of exploration and cooperation, and I know his loss will be deeply felt by us all.” After a moment, Kreighton Shaine continues.

“You may have heard rumors about the Sky Key, an artifact coveted by the dwarves of Jormurdun. A few of you even managed to recover pieces of it. But—and this is the important part—the Sky Key is no dwarven relic. The dwarves found this artifact in one of Numeria’s many wrecks and struggled to master its abilities just as we have spent the past several months doing. But now… now we have this assembled... wonder.”

The Master of Scrolls pulls back a canvas tarp, revealing… a bed of withered roses.

“The Key itself is secure in a small chamber we’ve constructed below this field, and it is connected to the surface here by a series of adamantine rods and mithral cables.” He taps a dark metal shaft beside him. “This formerly-award-winning bed of roses, however, we have left sitting here for two weeks without sun or water.”

His hands weave an arcane pattern, and arcs of lightning leap from his fingertips to the rod. A chest-shaking hum rises from somewhere below, and a bubble of green light enfolds the roses, revealing a flower bed of vibrant reds, purples, and yellows where only withered brown stood moments before.

“This is the power of the Sky Key: It creates a window into the past. No longer will the Society have to pick at the precious few scraps...

While Gwen listens intently, Hera having heard the sound of snickering from near the back of the crowd scans the audience intently.


Thank you for re-posting the original post :) I also updated the map at the top of the page, to reflect the link in the Overseer Post. The "Sky Key Battle Map" is what you want to your for encounters and moving your tokens :)

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Kreighton Shaine, the Pathfinder Society’s Master of Scrolls and de facto Master of Spells in the wake of Aram Zey’s untimely assassination, steps forward. A broad smile graces his youthful, elven features, and his golden hair shines in the sunlight.

Welcome, my countless eager scholars! Today we are about to witness a wondrous and strange new chapter in the Pathfinder Society’s history. But first, please everyone take a moment of silence to remember our lost Master of Spells and my close friend, Aram Zey. While many of you found his manner abrasive, he fully believed in the Society’s goals of exploration and cooperation, and I know his loss will be deeply felt by us all. After a moment, Kreighton Shaine continues.

You may have heard rumors about the Sky Key, an artifact coveted by the dwarves of Jormurdun. A few of you even managed to recover pieces of it. But—and this is the important part—the Sky Key is no dwarven relic. The dwarves found this artifact in one of Numeria’s many wrecks and struggled to master its abilities just as we have spent the past several months doing. But now… now we have this assembled... wonder.

The Master of Scrolls pulls back a canvas tarp, revealing… a bed of withered roses.

The Key itself is secure in a small chamber we’ve constructed below this field, and it is connected to the surface here by a series of adamantine rods and mithral cables. He taps a dark metal shaft beside him. This formerly-award-winning bed of roses, however, we have left sitting here for two weeks without sun or water.

His hands weave an arcane pattern, and arcs of lightning leap from his fingertips to the rod. A chest-shaking hum rises from somewhere below, and a bubble of green light enfolds the roses, revealing a flower bed of vibrant reds, purples, and yellows where only withered brown stood moments before.

This is the power of the Sky Key: It creates a window into the past. No longer will the Society have to pick at the precious few scraps history leaves behind. Instead we can watch the greatest moments of Golarion’s history unfold before our eyes! We can watch the Eventongue Rebellion shatter Taldor into a dozen smaller states. We can witness Irrisen before the coming of Baba Yaga, or study the godcallers of Sarkoris before the Worldwound. We can witness the Starstone plunge Golarion into an age of endless night, or watch Aroden himself pull Kortos from the sea in its wake. Anything we want, we can study. And all it requires is lightning!

Unfortunately, we must content ourselves with study. While our modern forms can enter these temporal bubbles unaffected— he reaches a hand into the shimmering energy and plucks a rose. Pulling it from the iridescent field, the flower ages and crumbles into dust, —anything removed collapses under the weight of time itself. We can witness anything we like, but any treasures of history, or great figures, belong to their own age, beyond our reach.

It takes the magic of one accomplished wizard to reach back thirteen days. How far, then, do you imagine twenty will reach? A hundred? Several other teams across the field begin assembling adamantine rods. Our math says: The Age of Serpents, some tens of thousand years before the present. And that is where all of you come in. If this works—and it will, mind you—then we estimate we’ll have four to five hours to see what Kortos looked like at the dawn of the Azlanti Empire, when our earliest ancestors still warred with the serpentfolk empire of old. We need all the eyes and ears the Society can muster to take notes and make observations. Oh, and keep those eyes and ears from getting killed. Anything in the bubble can’t get out, but these roses... they still have thorns.

He nods, and Pathfinders across the field begin casting spells, directing arcs of lightning into the waiting sky metal rods. Something deep below the earth thrums, and across the field a massive bubble takes shape, expanding to reveal a cube of earth and stone hundreds of feet to a side, as if sliced from the land and laid out in celebration. Low, stone buildings peek over from the very top, while networks of caves riddle the lowest level. Ophidian faces peer out, then retreat back into the darkness.

It seems the ground level was a bit higher before the Starstone drove it into the sea, Shaine observes. Regardless. We have three-hundred and seven minutes remaining. Let’s make the most of it!


You see groups of other Pathfinders, both new and experienced gather up and take to exploring the newly formed structure.

Buff and prepare as you see fit :) And let the exploring begin :) I adjusted you on the map as I saw your builds (melee up front and druid/other back line. Adjust if I am incorrect.

The stink of animal scat and rotting meat fills this massive cavern. Shelves, passageways, and fixtures have been carved into the wall by careful hands, each stylized to resemble a serpent’s head or body.

Upon entering the first room, off in the distance, you can see clouds of steam filling a room off to the east. The first room, has steps leading down to an area which appears to used as a holding pen for something.

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

Gwen casts light (CL 2) on the top of her stave. Normal light within 20 ft. Dim out to 40 ft. Always assuming it was dark to begin with.

Dark Archive

Male N/N Human Weather Druid/7| HP: 59/59| Init: +2 | AC/FF/T: 20/20/10 20/20/10 | CMD: 14 14 | F:9, R:4, W:13 | Diplo+3, HaAni+7, Heal+10, KnGeo+4, KnNat+10, Perc+16, SMot+7, Surv+18 | Speed 30 ft | Active Conditions: Longstrider (extended), Barkskin (extended)

No prep from Deluge other than to ready his sling.

Scarab Sages

Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +9 (10 for traps) Female half-orc pal 3/rog 1 F+7 R +8, Will +4 Reroll (4 stars) LoH 3/3 Smite 1/1 Clw wand 42/42 chgs AC 19, touch 13, flat-footed 17 (+6 armor, +2 Dex,+1deflect ) hp 38/38

Omrijka nods to Gwen "It is good to see things in their true colours. I will lead the way are we all ready?" she says twirling the glaive in her hands with practiced ease

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 2 HP 15/18 | AC 20, T 13, FF 17, CMD 18 | F +5, R +5, W +2 | Init +4 | Perc +7, SM +1 | Speed 20ft

"This is truly impressive magic. Not that I'm an expert on magic, but the very idea that we can travel to the past and see it as it happened is very much amazing!"

Groosalugg seems truly in awe of the event. But just to be safe, he'll draw a weapon and forge ahead.

Not seeing minis on the map, so not sure of the marching order. Groo is built as a thrown weapon specialist, but he can tank if necessary. If he's not in front, he'll have a javelin out. If we don't have enough other front liners, he'll pull out a warhammer and lead.

Dark Archive

Male N/N Human Weather Druid/7| HP: 59/59| Init: +2 | AC/FF/T: 20/20/10 20/20/10 | CMD: 14 14 | F:9, R:4, W:13 | Diplo+3, HaAni+7, Heal+10, KnGeo+4, KnNat+10, Perc+16, SMot+7, Surv+18 | Speed 30 ft | Active Conditions: Longstrider (extended), Barkskin (extended)

I've taken a best guess as to the starting location and put an icon on the map for Deluge.

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

Good guess. You are about 10 feet to the east of where the GM had you.

Looks like Deluge is on his own. Good luck man! You so got this! I don't know where the rest of us went (or my light and owl for that matter) hopefully we've been teleported away to a nice tropical beach somewhere. Gwen for one could use the vacation. :)

I'm guessing this is actually a new slide file and all the stuff is back on the old link/file since so many of the slides/levels are missing from the dungeon.

Dark Archive

Male N/N Human Weather Druid/7| HP: 59/59| Init: +2 | AC/FF/T: 20/20/10 20/20/10 | CMD: 14 14 | F:9, R:4, W:13 | Diplo+3, HaAni+7, Heal+10, KnGeo+4, KnNat+10, Perc+16, SMot+7, Surv+18 | Speed 30 ft | Active Conditions: Longstrider (extended), Barkskin (extended)

You can just right-click on your image in this thread, do a copy, go to the map, do a paste, and then resize and move. That's what I did. Hopefully it was the right thing to do since I also did not see the images in place on the map and thought it would be helpful.

Scarab Sages

Male CN Human Fighter 5/Champion 3 | HP: 64/64| AC: 20 (11 Tch, 19 Fl) | CMB: +9 CMD: 20| F: +6, R: +2, W: +4 (+1 vs Fear) | Init: +4 | Perc: +10, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft |Hard to Kill | Mythic Power 6/9 (+1d6), Fleet Charge, Fleet Warrior, Impossible Speed, Penetrating Damage, Amazing Initiative, Recuperation | Active conditions:None.

Iago readies his axe with casual practice but his eyes betray the wonder he feels. "Now THIS! This is what I joined the Society for! Forget the old tombs of the world and their scraps... SEEING this in the flesh! Although I'll be the first to say I wouldn't mind not smelling it in the flesh. Gwen? Just in case owls puke, I apologize for the rum cake. Let's move forwards, the past has had to have better smelling places than this."

Scarab Sages

Male CN Human Fighter 5/Champion 3 | HP: 64/64| AC: 20 (11 Tch, 19 Fl) | CMB: +9 CMD: 20| F: +6, R: +2, W: +4 (+1 vs Fear) | Init: +4 | Perc: +10, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft |Hard to Kill | Mythic Power 6/9 (+1d6), Fleet Charge, Fleet Warrior, Impossible Speed, Penetrating Damage, Amazing Initiative, Recuperation | Active conditions:None.

You guys are on the wrong map. Look at GM Stylz' tagline, linked under his name there is "Sky Key map"

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

Yeah, I know. I just don't have a computer in front of me to recreate the light effect easily enough. It was a lovely translucent yellow circle, outlined in bright yellow 2pt dots, layered so no one was trapped beneath it, fixed to a central axis and grouped with moi'. I'm hoping the GM employs some net-brownies to do it for me. Otherwise it's gonna be tomorrow before I can. Work, work, work!

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

Well whaddya know, there it is! Brownies I tell you. Unless that's the one with Deluge in it is the real map and we're in the teleport trap with his doppelganger. And why the hell am I standing so close to a doppelganger?

Speaking of doppelgangers, the GM and Groosalugg look so much alike they might be brothers.

Gwen steps forward with the light. "So up the steps or down the hole?"

Grand Lodge

Male Human Fighter 2 HP 15/18 | AC 20, T 13, FF 17, CMD 18 | F +5, R +5, W +2 | Init +4 | Perc +7, SM +1 | Speed 20ft

Ahh, the map link at the top of the page goes to a different one than the one in DM Stylz tag line. No wonder there's so much confusion.

As for our avatars, I believe they're both pictures of Valeros the Fighter, so they're supposed to look similar.

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

I know, I just forgot to put the winkie face in. ;)

You know on this screen, you look a bit like that guy Roy from Order of the Stick. ;)

1d2 ⇒ 2

"I'm voting for higher ground."

Dark Archive

Tiny Female Owl | hp 15 | AC 17{21} T 15 FF 14{18} | CMD 10 | F +2 R +5 W +6, imp. evasion | Spd 10', Fly 40' (ave.) | Init +3 | Fly +7, KnArc +1, KnHis +0, KnLoc +0, Perc +10, Scrft +2, SensM +2, Stlth +15 | mage armor

1d2 ⇒ 1

"Whoo whoo!"

Dark Archive

Female Human (Garundi-Osirian) Sorcerer (arcane bloodline) 5 | hp 26/31 | AC 12 T 12 FF 11 | CMD 14 | F +4 R +4 W +6 | Spd 30' | Init +1 | KnArc +9, KnHis +10, KnLoc +8, Perc +0 (+3 in shadow, +2 w Hera), Scrft +12, SensM +0 (+2 w Hera) | spells 1st-1/7, 2nd-3/5 | mirror image 3

"Yeah, well who asked you?"

Scarab Sages

Male CN Human Fighter 5/Champion 3 | HP: 64/64| AC: 20 (11 Tch, 19 Fl) | CMB: +9 CMD: 20| F: +6, R: +2, W: +4 (+1 vs Fear) | Init: +4 | Perc: +10, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft |Hard to Kill | Mythic Power 6/9 (+1d6), Fleet Charge, Fleet Warrior, Impossible Speed, Penetrating Damage, Amazing Initiative, Recuperation | Active conditions:None.

"I would prefer trying to beat the smell up the stairs. But then again, I hear rotting meat stink grows on you."

Dark Archive

Male N/N Human Weather Druid/7| HP: 59/59| Init: +2 | AC/FF/T: 20/20/10 20/20/10 | CMD: 14 14 | F:9, R:4, W:13 | Diplo+3, HaAni+7, Heal+10, KnGeo+4, KnNat+10, Perc+16, SMot+7, Surv+18 | Speed 30 ft | Active Conditions: Longstrider (extended), Barkskin (extended)

"Higher ground sounds nice to me too. It stinks in here."

Scarab Sages

Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +9 (10 for traps) Female half-orc pal 3/rog 1 F+7 R +8, Will +4 Reroll (4 stars) LoH 3/3 Smite 1/1 Clw wand 42/42 chgs AC 19, touch 13, flat-footed 17 (+6 armor, +2 Dex,+1deflect ) hp 38/38

"I will lead up the stairs" Omrijka starts climbing the steps looking out for anything untoward perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

happy to be front liner Omrijka is a Paladin who was a rogue if only to get some skills

Scarab Sages

Male CN Human Fighter 5/Champion 3 | HP: 64/64| AC: 20 (11 Tch, 19 Fl) | CMB: +9 CMD: 20| F: +6, R: +2, W: +4 (+1 vs Fear) | Init: +4 | Perc: +10, SM: +1 | Speed 20ft |Hard to Kill | Mythic Power 6/9 (+1d6), Fleet Charge, Fleet Warrior, Impossible Speed, Penetrating Damage, Amazing Initiative, Recuperation | Active conditions:None.

Iago follows ten feet behind, still making faces at the power of the stench surrounding the Pathfinders.


Omrijka and begin the ascend the stairs to see what else the strange new site holds. Omrijka can see two hallways; one that heads east a few feet from her current position, as well as a hallways that leads north where she can hear sounds coming from. There is also a door, to the northeast.

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