GM Debug's PbP: PFS-RPG 06-16 Scions of the Sky Key pt. III: The Golden Guardian (Inactive)

Game Master DebugAMP

Craft(Traps): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Dunia gives a cursory glance around the room, but doesn't see anything of interest. Moving to stay with the group she heads around to the other side of the room Kuriq's next to and opens the door.

Barl follows the tiefling. "Now those look like some comfortable beds!"

survival: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5
perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Dunia (and anyone else who goes into the room she just opened):
A stone pillar bearing numerous lines of runic text stands amid pieces of stone furniture and heaps of miscellaneous junk.

Barl: Among the weapons is one that stands out. It is a finely crafted blade bearing the glyph of the open road.

Kuriq: The rubble piles fairly high, and bears the weight of the material from within the collapsed wall. While you could possibly dig through doing so may result in another (smaller) cave-in.

Heal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Dunia looks around the room, eyeing the runes carved into the prominent pillar.

"Barl, c'n take a look in heah? Summin look like Dwarvish."

Barl says, "Can anyone tell if this is magic? It looks valuable."

He follows Dunia into the other room and examines the dwarven script. "It looks like each line here is just a name of a dwarf followed by a number."

Whoever casts detect magic on it first, it's definitely magical.

Ajaline inspects the sword. "Hmm. Let's see."

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

"This is very interesting. It is a Pathfinder blade. In fact, it is an Aspis Bane longsword -- usually held by high level Pathfinders. I would bet that this belonged to Sharrowsmith."

"It looks like each line here is just a name of a dwarf followed by a number."

Like a yea'? Were dese kangs or sumpin'?

Heal: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

"Not that I know of specifically. I'm not sure what this means."

This was the corner with the beast Kuriq moves very slowly to the corner, and tries to hear around both sides, to try to pinpoint where the beast is coming from, and if there is any movement.
perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

As Kuriq peers around the corner, he sees a small lizard-like creature gnawing on some rubble. It quickly turns around and with a glance, Kuriq feels his body begin to seize up.

Dex Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4 Fort save DC 12 negates

The creature sits back, chattering and hissing a bit.

Notes on Gaze attacks: You may choose to avert your gaze from a creature with a gaze attack. Doing so will greatly reduce your chances of being affected by it's gaze, but grant it the benefit of total concealment against you. Alternatively, closing your eyes negates its gaze altogether, but you are treated as blind until you open your eyes.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 +2 if it is an evil outsider

hearing the hissing sound he glances inside and quickly pulls away while averting his gaze. "Careful with this creature and don't stare or look at it, it has some sort of gaze attack!"

Fortitude: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Am I turned to stone or seized? Or am I still able to take action?

No ill effects from the gaze since you saved.

The creature hisses at Kuriq and Farith, but doesn't take any immediate hostile action.

Gaze chance: 1d100 ⇒ 65

Farith manages to get a peek at the creature without making eye contact with it at all.

Kuriq quickly turns back to the party to avoid any further gaze from the creature that could hurt him."Everyone, the creature is here, the door to the temple is around the corner, we can make for a break if we don't want to engage it, it does not seem like it is going to engage yet." While saying all this, he signals the party to hurry up, and ask them to cover their eyes so they don't accidentally sight on the creature.

Kuriq will start rush to the door if at least one person is agreeable to the plan. He's not going wait!

Dat sound good t' me!

Dunia hustles over towards the door, avoiding looking directly at the creature giving it concealment from me, I believe

"Yes, that is a good idea. Please lead the way."

Hearing Kuriq he gives him a nod before pushing himself into a run to get to the door, skipping and sliding past Dunia before coming to a stop in front of the door.

20" normal movement, running will give me +10" due to fiendish sprinter. Cannot move my char, but will end at the door, and then 1 below (if that makes sense)

Barl agrees with the plan to run past the creature. He wants no part of its gaze attack.

The basilisk does not pursue, and remains in it's corner.

I haven't seen a post from Thermidor in nearly a week. Is anyone else here in a game with him?

Sorry, had less internet access over the holiday weekend than expected. Should be back to normal now.

Thermidor darts after the others, doing his best to ignore the creature.

Was about to say a number of my players in other games slowed down this week due to thanksgiving.

Kuriq dashes to the door along with the others, holding his hands to his eye to avoid any gaze from the creature, also hopefully the party doesn't provoke any hostility. At the entrance to the temple, he pushes the door open slowly, but forcefully to ensure they don't get caught by the creature behind them.

Ajaline follows the group, making sure not to look in the direction Kuriq warned about.

Everyone reaches the door with ease, and as soon as nobody is within a stone's throw of it, the basilisk stops hissing and goes back to lounging on the pile of rubble.

A group of kobolds is frantically praying to a massive golden statue as if they wanted it to wake up. The winged statue is standing atop a fifteen-foot-tall block of stone, its back against a wall decorated with many gold-leaf murals depicting historical scenes.

The kobolds don't seem to have noticed Kuriq slowly opening the door.

Peering into the room and seeing the kobold he raised an eyebrow before pulling back and then whispering to his companions "Speak to them in draconic and see how they react?"

"Soun' good t'me. We don' wanna be fightin' dem less't necessary."

Kirin silently nods to Farith's idea, but also draws his bow in readiness for back stabbing. is that the guardian? It's huge.

Though some distance away, Thermidor will try to analyze the significance of the statue and murals, hoping for information which will help them communicate peacefully with the kobolds. He begins slowly entering the room for a better look.
History: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Religion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Barl says, "I don't think we will want to be around if that thing actually comes to life. I could try Undercommon too but I don't really want to hear what the lizards have to say."

He tries to see if anything on the statue or murals triggers a memory from his ancestors.

knowledge(history-dwarven enemy): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
knowledge(local)?+free inspiration: 1d20 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (12) + 7 + (1) = 20
perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"More of these kobolds!" Ajaline whispers harshly. "And what are they doing to that statue? Do they hope it comes to life?"

The camera closes in on Ajaline's face as he says the last sentence...

Suddenly, the statue starts moving, flexing its wings, and roaring in a voice resembling a metallic hunting horn.

The kobolds jump to their feet and one of them turns about. "There they are!"

The golden guardian turns and looks down at the lot of you and bellows, "You should not have come here!" as he slowly arises and spreads its wings, preparing to fly towards you!

Thermidor and Barl, I'll get to your knowledge checks in a bit... but for now...

Round 1:
Kuriq
Barl
Thermidor
The Golden Guardian
Ajaline
Farith
Dunia

"We mean you no harm. We came seeking the heirs of Jormudun. We bear a talisman of the dwarves of Ashkurhall."

He walks forward slowly, approaching the stairs but remaining in sight, unarmed hands in plain view.

Who has the talisman? This might be a good time to use it.

Kuriq, frustrated that they are going to be attacked again, without saying a word moves slightly forward and lets his arrows do all the talking if the enemy approaches the party.

Move action and ready standard action to attack any hostile creatures that come within 35ft

longbow: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
dmg: 1d8 ⇒ 5

"Thank you again, Mother," Ajaline says with a bow and he backs away from the Grippli. He deftly puts the talisman in his bag.

Ajaline quickly rummages through his bag until he finds the object the Grippli had given him. "Here it is." He lifts it to show the others. "Remember that she said we just have to break it open in the presence of the guardian beast. I am assuming that is now. Are you ready for me to break it?"

Da' soun' good t' me Aj'line. He be lookin' angry!

He regarded Ajaline for a brief moment before raising his hands towards the kobolds while speaking in draconic. "Don't attack us, we are friendly!"

Barl steps forward with the others. In Undercommon he says, "Your people and mine have a long history of bloodshed. But he speaks true- we mean you no harm. Please. We need your assistance."

diplomacy+inspiration: 1d20 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (12) + 3 + (4) = 19

Could probably use some AAs.

The golden guardian swoops down off of the mount. As it approaches, Kuriq looses a single arrow which flies straight past it as it dives down, slams into the archer, and vaults back up into the air with a strong beat of its wings.

Gore: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Fly check: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15 Succeed

It makes an about face to prepare for it's next flyby when Ajaline cracks open the talisman and the parchment falls to the ground.

It halts and begins to hover. After a few silent seconds, its booming voice ushers forth yet again.

"Welcome, friends of Ashkurhall."

It halts, beating its wings to hold its position before slowly turning to return to its mount.

The kobolds begin to panic. "What is this? You put a curse on our Golden God with that trinket!"

Another one yells "How did you get past Stinkeye? Did you murder him?"

Stinkeye be de stone-makin' lizard? He be fine, jus' lazy. He still back dere.

"Ow, my back." Kuriq picks up after himself, confused at the whole thing. "What did the trinket do? Was it magical?"

Regarding the kobolds for a brief moment he shook his head "nobody is hurt or murdered, everyone is more then fine.." the words spoken were in draconic

"You don' seem troubled by 'em, but we din hu't you' guards eider"

Ajaline bends down and picks up the fallen parchment. He addresses the guardian, ignoring the kobolds. "Yes, we are friends. Are you the guardian of the hall?"

Barl's words appear to put the Kobolds into a better mood to at least listen to you, and while they keep bows in hand, they are no longer drawn back, nor pointed directly at you. The guardian seats himself back on his pedestal and adopts a much more comfortable pose.

Dunia and Farith, can you give me diplomacy checks? Along with anyone else who wishes to address the kobolds give me some form of social interaction check.

The kobolds still seem uncomfortable with your presence and one of them pipes up. “The idiot human who collapsed the corridor was a friend of yours, wasn’t he?”

A second one chimes in as well. “You attacked kobolds a few weeks ago just outside these ruins, didn’t you?”

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 +2 if they are evil outsiders

Listening to the kobolds he pondered the answer for a moment. "The idiot that collapsed the corridor isn't a friend of ours, he is a thief that is trying to steal everything he can find and murder those who opposes him...."

diplomacy: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (18) - 3 = 15 Thanks dice!

Somehow Dunia's dismissive attitude and chelish-polyglot creole haven't prevented her essential good intentions towards these kobolds from coming through.

Shouldn't Farith's check be bluff now? :P

"Let's all be rational here, as you can see, we mean you no ill will in our presence, only to search for the human you speak of, let us talk to him."
Kuriq joins in the conversation in order to stop hostilities.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

They are speaking in poor common, but if you speak to them in Draconic they do seem happier.

One of the kobolds looks a bit confused at Farith's comment. "Hrmf. He was one of you pathfinders. Had one of those pathfinder swords. I guess you not all... erm." He switches to draconic to make his point. "...made of the same scales."

The second speaker snaps back at the first. "You just say that because you in charge now after they killed the others!"