Grergof's flail again bounces off the giant without effect.
The giant changes tactics and uses the big club on Grergof instead of magic tricks that don't seem to work anyway.
"Grergofs attacks don't seem to be getting through. What is this thing!?"
darius slings his crossbos over his shoulder and draws his sword, then holds the palm of his hand out and tries something else as a blast of light flies from his palm.
CASTING
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S
EFFECT
Range medium (100 ft. + 10 ft./level)
Effect ray
Duration instantaneous
Saving Throw none; Spell Resistance yes
DESCRIPTION
Focusing divine power like a ray of the sun, you project a blast of light from your open palm. You must succeed on a ranged touch attack to strike your target.
A creature struck by this ray of light takes 1d8 points of damage per two caster levels (maximum 5d8).
An undead creature takes 1d6 points of damage per caster level (maximum 10d6), and an undead creature particularly vulnerable to bright light takes 1d8 points of damage per caster level (maximum 10d8).
A construct or inanimate object takes only 1d6 points of damage per two caster levels (maximum 5d6).
This beam of light burns the creature. But it becomes clear that this is but a minor scratch to the giantess.
Ouch! Oh a tough guy hmmm?
Grergof closes his eyes to refresh himself then tries to lay lays another layer of blessing on himself.
stam pulls his hand back and throws magical force darts at the Giant.
All the while staying out of the giants reach
Grergof fumbles his casting, as the giant swings it's club around. But Stam manages to add another scratch to the giant with the good old magic missile spell.
Yib Thoolp lets her club come down on Grergof again.
AC 17/12/15 (21/14/17 with mutagen)
Saves F10/R10/W796 fear) (+6 vs. Poison)
Weapon in hand:Mace+1
Special effects:
Bombs:12/14
Spugnoir beans the giants with two frost bombs
Discovery:Frost Bomb:When the alchemist creates a bomb, he can choose to have it inflict cold damage. Creatures that take a direct hit from a frost bomb are staggered on their next turn unless they succeed on a Fortitude save. DC 19
To hit the giantess with bombs is pretty easy. And Spugnoir makes good use of that, adding some frostbite to her.
Darius traces a shield in front of him. and Hefts his sword.
Arcanist Spells Prepared (CL 9th; concentration +14)
4th (4/day)— black tentacles , ice storm
3rd (4/5)— displacement, lightning bolt (DC 18), slow (DC 18)
2nd (4/5)— glitterdust (DC 17), hideous laughter (DC 17), summon monster II , web (DC 17)
1st (4/6)— detect charm , hypnotism (DC 16), mage armor , magic missile , protection from evil
0 (at will)— acid splash , arcane mark , detect magic , disrupt undead , light, mage hand , prestidigitation,
read magic
Stam looks at the Giant and at his companions. "I heard about a hill giant who thought his toe was a sheep because it was so fuzzy, he smashed it with his hammer only to crush his own foot." [ooc]Hideous Laughter DC 17 Will"[/b]
The giantess starts laughing uncontrollably and falls on her behind while doing so.
Now that brings a smile to my face!
Grergof follows up with a series of slams at the prone Giant:
But the giant is clearly squirming too much to be hit.
Beating that giantess is really frustrating. Even when she lies on the floor laughing the flail just bounces off her.
"What is that thing?? I've never seen anything stand up to Grergof's attacks like this."
Spugnoir shoots with his crossbow
The giantess keeps rolling on the floor with laughter. No one notices the bolt from Spugnoir.
Darius takes a moment to try figure out whats going on.
Spugnoir shoots again
Spugnoir makes a bolt stick.
Not everything can just be beaten down Mr. Redgrave.
Grergof tries to hit the prone giant again.
Finally Grergof manages to drive home some hits and ends the life of the giantess. The circumstances suggests she laughed herself to death.
Grergof lowers his flail and looks at the others..
Well we found our giant. The question is why it was here and why the rider came here.
Grergof starts checking the giants to see if there is anything useful on the creature.
"We did, I am sorry Darius that I doubted you that the giant would be in the house. So what was it doing in here?" Stam looks around the room allowing his vision to slip into the magical spectrum.
The giantess has a greatclub, some rocks and a fishgold armband engraved with eels entwined around humanoid figures on her.
The menhir in the northeast detcets as magic.
Stam walks up to the Mehir, "A phase door spell, interesting, it will certainly lead somewhere we wanted to go."
Let's look around the closed up portion of the house before we step through any magic gates. I'd hate for the rider to slip away while we explore who knows where.
Stam looks for a door out, seeing the door to the North he moves towards it looking for anything magical on it.
"Through here first?"
Spugnoir tries to see if he can figure out where it goes.
The group leaves the large round room to secure the environment before anything else. There is the foyer, with the large and representative double door leading out. And a long corridor to the western wing of the building.
To the right side is a door that leads to a privy .
The next door opens into a former bedroom. But nothing but the empty bed frame is left there .
One door further a chamber holds old crates and sacks of food stores, largely disintegrated over the years .
There is a saddlebag there Spugnoir rummages around in it. Small wood crate with impression of an object that used to be stored inside. Hmm.. This no doubt was something we wanted.
You remember having seen that chest in the vision when the ghost in Feldgrau read Vroods memories. The item in the chest was the green figurine.
Darius nods to the western most door. The one that leads to a room with no windows.
"We haven't been able to see in there, and whoever's there must have heard the commotion so be ready. Grergof, can you tell if there's any evil in there?" he whispers.
All set here
Clear
Then Grergof opens the door to see what's in the room.
Aaaand, nothing. At least nothing dangerous. Two sets of double doors open into this wide chamber from outside the house, large enough for a carriage to parked inside. Spare wheels and the rusted remains of a small forge show that one was once housed here. Two horse stalls occupy the far end of the room. One of the stalls holds a piebald mare, apparently left here in haste some days ago. Its ribs are clearly visible and it stamps and shuffles in agitation. Its saddle and tack lie on the floor of the next stall.
"This poor creature. It's been here for some time without food. Quick, find something for it to eat and drink."
"Maybe we can lead it outside to some grass." Darius says and walks to open the large doors and looks for something to pour water from his waterskin into as well.
The horse moves out to drink from the pond and graze.
Darius smiles. "That a boy."
The goes down on his haunches and watches the horse for a moment making sure he's okay then goes to the group.
"Empty. Where to now?"
"Daris you now have a friend in that horse, We should keep it." There was another door to the north, shoud we go back in a check that one out?"[/b]
You move back to the large round room and use the exit to check on the outside. Just as you move outside you hear a baby screaming to the right through the wall. But only short, before the noise gets muffled.
"I guess that decides our next move." Stam says quietly
The horse could team up with Ned and fight crime. Spugnoir hears the crying baby. Watch out, considering all we have gone through, that might be a baby ghost or something that wants to make us its daddies forever.
"I think you're right Stam. I'll have to give him a name, bit for now lets let him gather his strength."
"Oh Nine Hell's NO!" Just as a spell escapes his lips and his muscles and power seem to grow in strength.
CASTING
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, DF
EFFECT
Range personal
Target you
Duration 1 round/level
DESCRIPTION
Calling upon the divine power of your patron, you imbue yourself with strength and skill in combat. You gain a +1 luck bonus on attack rolls, weapon damage rolls, Strength checks, and Strength-based skill checks for every three caster levels you have (maximum +6). You also gain 1 temporary hit point per caster level. Whenever you make a full-attack action, you can make an additional attack at your full base attack bonus, plus any appropriate modifiers. This additional attack is not cumulative with similar effects, such as haste or weapons with the speed special ability.
And then also draws a Shield in front of him that glows slightly before it fades.
Male human (Chelaxian) cleric of Iomedae 5/exalted 4 (Pathfinder Campaign Setting: Inner Sea Gods 200)
LG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +3; Senses Perception +8
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Defense
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AC 22, touch 14, flat-footed 21 (+7 armor, +3 deflection, +1 Dex, +1 natural; +2 deflection vs. evil)
hp 63 (9d8+15)
Fort +9, Ref +4, Will +12; +2 resistance vs. evil
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft. (20 ft. in armor)
Melee +1 bane keen longsword +10/+10/+5 (1d8+4/17-20 plus 2d6 vs. ) or
. . +1 silver longsword +10/+10/+5 (1d8+3/19-20) or
. . masterwork silver dagger +10/+10/+5 (1d4+2/19-20)
Ranged mwk light crossbow +9/+9 (1d8+1/19-20)
Cleric Spells Prepared (CL 9th; concentration +14)
. . 5th—breath of life (DC 20), righteous might[D], slay living (DC 20)
. . 4th—divine power (2), holy smite[D] (DC 19), restoration
. . 3rd—free swim, remove blindness/deafness, remove curse, searing light[D], water breathing
. . 2nd—aboleth's lung[ARG] (DC 17), bless weapon[D], communal protection from evil[UC], silence (DC 17), spiritual weapon, communal water walk[UC]
. . 1st—air bubble[UC] (3), liberating command[UC], marid's mastery[ARG], remove fear, shield of faith[D]
. . 0 (at will)—detect magic, light, purify food and drink (DC 15), spark[APG] (DC 15)
. . D Domain spell; Domains Glory, Sun
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Statistics
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Str 14, Dex 12, Con 12, Int 13, Wis 20, Cha 14
Base Atk +6; CMB +9; CMD 22
"A baby is in danger, we have no time to waste!" Darius says almost in a panic, and holds out his fist towards the door at his right. The fist that has a ring on it...
A ring with a Ram.
Darius reduces the door to splinters. Which produces a priceless look on the faces of the two men within. One wears the garb of a vicar of the Recondite Order, a deep green chasuble over an elaborate sea green robe and an ornate silver tiara. His face is narrow and pockmarked, with one lazy eye that always seems to be looking behind whomever he is addressing. And one cultist, who looks just like the guys in the temple. On the bench lies the baby.
Whatever furnishings were once in this room have been used as fuel in the old fireplace, which contains a fairly fresh collection of ash. Only a plain wooden bench now remains beneath the western window. A single lit lantern, hooded so that its light does not shine beyond this chamber, has been set upon the hearth.
The two men immediately attack.
Grergof uses the brief view through the door to try to get a sense what the men are doing with the baby.