GM Rednal's Wrath of the Righteous (Inactive)

Game Master Rednal

Having made his way unmolested he approached the door and knocked lightly. Once e was admitted in he looked to his companions and shook his head. "Its no good, no one was able to aid us. Looks like we need to move fast and crush this place. Rowan. I suggest we finish what we started. That way we ensure there isn't anything behind us when we go through that hidden door. However the choice is yours. Also from here on you need to stick with Anathya, unless I am neck deep in trouble do not leave her. We can't risk another ambush like that. Do you two agree?"

She nodded at Julian's suggestion. "Understood, we will continue clearing the jail area where the Spectres were." She draws her sword and motions for Julian to lead the way.

Tiredly hefting her crossbow and taking hold of the pendant around her neck for a moment, Anathya stands, giving Julian a nod and flashing Rowan a little smile. "Ready when you are

You're in G4.

Two large prison cells flank this large interrogation chamber. The entryway to each cell is lined with multiple layers of arcane sigils scribed into the floor, lintels, and even the barred door. While the symbols around the western cell door glow with red light, those to the east do not and its prison door hangs open... but you did hear the abyssal whispers again along the way.

Will DC 14 (Anathya): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30 ...You should fix your stat bar. o wo I almost gave you that +1. Not that it would have mattered here, but still. XD
Will DC 14 (Julian): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Will DC 14 (Rowan): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20

Fortunately, they weren't able to affect any of you.

Thanks. Also adjusted to reflect the 6 negative levels

48hrs until I have internet that works. Ugh. But I am still here!

Nodding to both the women he led the way, more wary then before and not taking any chances. The shipers tried to erode his calm, but now that his silent wrath bolstered it the whispers would be hard pressed to break his concentration.

Julian grimaced as the arcane symbols flared in his presence but luckily he was able to resist them. Though seeing the open cell he couldn't help but look into it. "Cover me. I am investigating this cell." He presses his head in, probing the entrance with Einherjar first before stepping into the cell and ensuring it was clear.

Perception - Looking for anything dangerous, traps and such!: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

Apologies, still in and out at the moment. But I am here.

Rowan nods, staying close to Anathya as she watches there backs, she was hesitant to let Julian step into what could be a trap but she held onto the hope this was the cell that the recent Demon Traitor Escaped from. Perhaps there would be more clues as to why they defected, an idea that had crossed her mind more then once. To turn against the Abyss willingly... Is it possible? Or are ones sins too heavy to break free from?

She kept her demon slaying blade drawn and ready to fight.

The cell with the open door is... different. As Julian steps inside, the evil pressure of the area seems to vanish (although it's clearly still present outside the cell). The walls are decorated with hundreds upon hundreds of tiny butterflies scratched into the stone.

Julian's blade wavered as he marveled at the walls, laying a hand against the first of the butterflies. He traced them one after the other with his finger tips. The sense of deja~vu giving way to the insight that the person he was searching for had been here. He had missed them just barely...

"So she was here... I'd have escaped granted the chance as well. No one expects an army of paladins to come knocking on Drezen's door after all this time."

He smiled as he felt truly at peace in this room. Perhaps I will place my Alchemy lab here, though the outer hall is unpleasant this room is wonderful... He doens't linger, knowing their mission still needs accomplished. Turning on his heal with his cloak sweeping behind him he steps out of the room and back into the oppressive pressure of the demonic energy that flooded the grounds outside the room. Despite that feeling he was still smiling, warm and energetic. "Onward, I am sure the next rooms will be less pleasant. But we will win."

Leadin gthe way once more he heads south this time, eyeing the eastward cells warily before pressing their way into the southern doors. He keeps EInherjar in hand as he readies himself for a possible encounter.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17

Seeing Julian suddenly energetic she too steps into the chamber and feels the sudden change. Which lightens her heart momentarily. Though Julian's comments left her with questions. She, who? Se didn't voice them as Julian rushed to the next area and she followed shortly behind him. With her Demonslaying sword drawn she sticks close to Anathya, ensuring this time that she would protect her comrades more adequately. Before Julian gets out into the hallway though she stops him and casts a Communal Protection spell to bolster there defense.

Cast Communal Protection from Evil - 3 mins each per person. 5/7 remaining for 2nd level spells

This dank hall contains a restraining table and various implements of torture. The sharp tang of fresh blood hangs heavy in the air. There are four doors - two straight to the south, and one each on the eastern and western walls.

The sight of the torture table, and moreso the scent of blood in the air brings a scowl to Anathya's face. She keeps her crossbow handy, breathing a sigh of relief as she feels Rowan's spell settle on them.

AC for <3 mins w/Pro-f/Evil +2 AC = AC 29 / T: 25 / FF 14

Julian twirls Einherjar, ready for battle dispite the return of the naysaying and foul abyssal forces. He was far more driven now, now that he had confirmation that he was on the right track. He motions towards the nearest doors before then motioning in a wide cover this area as he moved to open the first door.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (11) + 15 = 26
Stelth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23

Rowan's eyes fall on the implements of the inquisition and various torturers the world over. The smell of fresh blood coupled by the dark voices in the air brought her mind to a place she disliked immensely. Though the past was the past, nothing she could do now to change what instead she kept her focus on the path ahead. She nodded to Julian and focuses inward, summoning up the power to detect fiendish presences. Arcane symbols float before her as her eyes glow brightly in response to the spell taking affect.

Cast Detect Fiendish Presence

She scans the large room as Julian explores the eastern door. She keeps her demonslaying blade drawn and at the ready just in case. Keeping close to Anathya in case they encountered trouble...

Perception check - looking for anything out of place or weird as she scans for a presence.: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Scanning the area, Anathya searches for any sign of the enemy.

Perception (underground): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19

Don't forget the area's restrictions on magic~

Well-stocked bookshelves line the walls this room, while a plush carpet covers the floor. The detection spell didn't pick anything up in the area (aside from the omnipresent lingering essence of evil, but that was detecting pretty much everywhere except the cell Julian had found... evil figures had been busy down here).

Percpetion: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (11) + 15 = 26
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34

He gives the room a once over before moving out and nodding to the others and shutting the door behind him.

Unless interrupted he will systematically check each door and look for traps/hidden dangers as he does so. Just to save time rolls will be below lol. Will check each door in a clockwise fashion.

Door 2
Percpetion: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26

Door 3
Percpetion: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21

Door 4
Percpetion: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21

Julian hated this room, so much so with a passion as he ignored memories of his days of torture when he defied the Inquisition. Though the thought of the families he and old veterans had saved made his suffering worth. The Old Blade had been the only safe haven in the town before the Inquisition raided it and shut it down. It was a place for veterans of the 2nd crusade to gather and protect those they deemed worth protecting when the madness reached its height. A long and tiresome road I have led and it has brought me to this. I have found where she once was. Now I need to find where she has gone once more. To thank her.

He tried to not let his mind wander but the waves of emotion, dread, anger, sadness and frustration that assailed him in the abyssal tainted dungeon was not so easy to ignore.

Rowan holds position with Anathya, readied to strike if something appears to threaten her up close as Julian searches each of the rooms in sequence. "Something isn't right..." She whispered to Anathya. "Those spectres couldn't have been the only creatures here. Where are the jailers?"

Readied Action - Attack w/Longsword if threatened

Anathya keeps her crossbow ready as she waits with Rowan. "Either laying in wait or below as part of whatever vile ritual they are performing I'd guess."

There didn't seem to be anything else in the study, and after a few moments, Julian moved on to the other doors. They were different from the first door - untrapped and easy to open from the outside. Their insides were empty of people, but full of additional devices for torture of every kind, as well as places where prisoners could be held down. Judging by the stains on the floor, the tools had seen a lot of use, though the tools themselves had been kept fastidiously clean and ready for use.

"More then likely. I expect we shall face heavy opposition down there." He shuts the last door, intent still to make this dungeon his sanctum when everything was over. He'd change it for the better. "Nothing here. Unless they are veiled by magic."

He moves back to the first door he checked. Deciding on giving it a more thorough inspection.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20

She nods at Anathya's assessment. "Most likely we will face a more coordinated resistance-" She grunts as Julian had already voiced a similar idea.

At the "discoveries" here she grimaced, these were professional chambers and sickened her. She'd take pleasure in seeing these implements of torture destroyed once the citadel fell to them. "You have five minutes Julian. We need to stop this ritual and keep moving."

She waited for Julian to take point, watching the room warily. Nothing was as it seemed to her.

"Right." He gives a small wave before completing his once over of the room.

Unless something significant distracts us from moving forward.

Julian leads them the remaining length of the dungeon, watching the approaching bars of the final cell like it was filled with a nest of vipers. This place was the most dangerous, lots of places to be entrapped and pinned down by long hafted weapons or spells. A killing field. He gripped Einherjar with an iron clad grip, he wouldn't be disarmed today as too much rode on their shoulders.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26

Ten individual cells line the walls of this communal prison block. Six of them are occupied only by bodies - fallen Mendevian soldiers, if their clothes are accurate. Their garments are relatively fine where they're not shredded and bloodied, suggesting that these people were a little more than the normal rank and file before their capture.

Julian's eyes narrow at the scene before him, he wasn't in a trusting mood after what happened with the spirits before. He spoke low to his friends behind him. "Appears there are bodies here, fallen Mendevian soldiers showing signs of being tore up." He doesn't hide the fact he doesn't trust this situation at all.

Is there any clear shots at these bodies? For like bomb throwing?

Rowan stepped up the nodding to Anathya to follow. With her powers so restrained she had to improvise, she called upon her inner reserves, Harnessing her natural ability to harm undead. She pooled it before looking at Julian"Stand beside me, Ready your best and hold."

Once they were ready she released her positive energy in a burst from the cell doors.

Nothing is as it seems, this entire place is wrong, twisted and beyond trustworthy. We will not fail, nor will we run this time...

Channel Positive energy 7/8 per day remaining DC 17 Will Save 30ft radius burst: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 1 = 7

Anathya keeps a close eye on the corpses, one hand gripping her pendant as she awaits the response to Rowan's channeling.

Julian steps up alongside Rowan, chuckling a her boldness as his eyes glanced over her glistening armor. His eyes lingered far longer then he intended, he blinked and looked away shifting his thoughts to something else as the whispers tugged at him. Iomedaeans were an interesting breed. He smirked as he spoke low to Rowan. "Do it..." He says this as he readies to strike, prepared to slash anything that attacked them with Einherjar. He waited for the results of her strike...

Readied Action attack if attacked.

The burst of positive energy rocked the bodies in the cell slightly, but none of them yelled or moved in response to the blast. They were actually dead, not monstrosities waiting to rise up and attack you.

Julian was solemn as he relaxed slightly. "When this is over, we bury the dead with full honors. They died in service to their nation." As he says this he slips into the cell, moving from still form to still form and placing them on their backs. Crossing their hands in quiet repose and placing coins over each eye. "To pay the toll in your new travels. May your new path be brighter then the last." He says this quiet prayer over each body, readjusting them to a position of quiet repose while paying a small respect to honor the dead Mendevian Soldiers.

The whispers pulled at the growing anger now, babbling in chorus and driving him to a quiet and smoldering rage that he ignored mightily. The images of those the defeated so far flashed through his mind, not one was tortured, all were killed in a mostly clean fashion or imprisoned. Are we too soft...

<:No, you are just instead of monstrous. Do not waver.:>

This is probably the work of a few minutes I am sure.

When that was done he takes lead again. "We head through the door we found, we end this. We defeat them and capture their leaders before this worsens. Stay close and be ready. Because..."[b] He taps his largest vial then. [b]"Hell will walk with us soon."

Time to get ready, because this is getting real!

As they move forward Anathya whispers to Rowan. "What happens when he consumes what's in that vial. He keeps implying that it won't bode well."

Didn't see any updates -.- But here we go!

"His personality shifts and with the darkness here it may not be as... easy for him. I cannot fathom the amount of will it will take to not run wild." Rowan says this quietly not looking at her demon slaying sword as she does so. "He becomes like a beast, angry and reckless. Though last time when we found you he held it back... Just be watchful."

She follows Julian back to the secret door they had found, and awaited for him to plunge in First. She keeps close to Anathya throughout this process as well. Not letting something else sneak up on their comrade.

A ten-foot-wide cage encloses an elevated lift at the top of this high terrace. A line of chains and an array of pulleys allow the cage to be lowered down into the room or moved across the room to a set of double doors at the far side of the chamber. The terrace and cage both overlook a large chamber with walls that seem to glow red hot. Heat wavers in the air, and wisps of vapor periodically waft up from the floor and walls, but the temperature atop the terrace is rather cool. Below, in the center of the room, squats a large forge made of black and red metal.

This room is abnormally hot, and you'll take 1d6 fire damage each round you're inside it.

Julian taps his mutagen before deciding against it momentarily. He looks for clear shots for snipers up on the terrace to fire down into the room. He wasn't trusting their surroundings at all.

"Hold here for a moment..." He quietly says before quietly moving forward to see if there was anything else to see in the room.

Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18
Stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29

Rowan sets a hand on Julian's shoulder as he starts to move forward. "I sense a strong darkness here, tread carefully." She releases his shoulder as he silently moves forward, turning to Anathya then and nodding when she sees the Hunter is ready to fight. "We wait for him to signal, then follow." She keeps her blade ready, confident in their ability to press onward when ready.

Holding her loaded crossbow in a ready stance, Anathya nods silently, in truth slightly awed by Rowan's confidence.

Fire Damage, 1/round (Anathya): 2d6 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7
Fire Damage, 1/round (Julian): 2d6 ⇒ (6, 5) = 11
Fire Damage, 1/round (Rowan): 2d6 ⇒ (3, 3) = 6

As it turned out, the chamber was inhabited - but not in the direction Julian was looking. As he moved forward, a pair of red-scaled, snake-bodied humanoids erupted from the center of the forge, stabbing out with metal spears that were glowing red-hot from the heat they'd endured.

Surprise Attack vs Julian: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Surprise Attack vs Julian: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24 for Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 plus Fire: 1d6 - 5 ⇒ (6) - 5 = 1

Init (Enemy): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Init (Anathya): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17
Init (Julian): 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25
Init (Rowan): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Aaaaand Julian's up, unless you can change your numbers! Anathya and Rowan, it'll take a Move Action to get into melee range if you want to do that. Julian is already in melee range.

Definitely not getting in melee with those things in my current state

Here we go!

Knowledge check Planes - Identify these creatures! Hopefully!: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21

SwA - Use 1 Arcana Point to increase Blackblade damage (+3 allocated as +2 to blade and Keen added)

Weapon Enhancements - +2 & Keen On Einherjar

Attack with Einherjar - Spell Combat and spell strike: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 15 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 27
Damage: 1d6 + 10 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 2 + 4 = 17

Attack with Einherjar -SC/SS/PA: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 10 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 10 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 10 + 2 + 4 = 21

Defensive Casting DC 15 Cast Arcane Mark: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29
ASF 10%: 1d100 ⇒ 96

Attack with Einherjar -SC/SS/PA: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 15 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 26
Damage: 1d6 + 10 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 2 + 4 = 17

He was surprised by the spear wielding creatures that emerged to strike at him, however to their terror that surprise was short lived as Julian went on the offensive! He infused with a portion of his raw essence, making the blades as sharp as a diamond edge as well as granting it the ability to cut through magical protection. This fell in place in the moment it took for him to strike back at his aggressor...

"Good thing I love it hot! The hotter the better!" He focused on the one that stabbed him first! Striking out at them three times, casting arcane mark and attempting to mark the one that injured him with Desna's mark. I won't run, I have to hold on as long as I can before using that. My last resort today, not my first...

Fire Damage from the Environment! In alphabetical order. Julian gets his -5, so only one point for him here. XD: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 4) = 16

The creatures seemed to be Salamanders - denizens of the Plane of Fire, but known for being very friendly towards the Abyss. (The feeling was generally mutual. The demons tended to like the weapons that the Salamanders forged.)

That said, Julian's weapon quickly managed to cut into his target, and all of the blows landed successfully - but that wasn't enough to bring the creature down, and the two of them continued stabbing out with their weapons.

Melee (Julian): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26
Melee (Julian): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Melee (Julian): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
Melee (Julian): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Several of the blows came dangerously close to striking Julian, but weren't quite capable of doing so.

Immediate action- Instant Judgement (Resistance:Fire as level 3) Fire resistance 4

Swift action: Second Judgement (Healing as level 3) Fast healing 2

Anathya calls upon the powers granted by her patron, breathing a sigh as the heat seems to lessen around her, her scorched skin beginning to heal. Locking her eyes on Julian's opponents she sends a pair of bolts streaking into the chaotic melee.

Site crash timed out my post. Also got actions a little mixed up.

Immediate action- Instant Judgement (Resistance:Fire as level 3) Fire resistance 4: Second Judgement (Healing as level 3) Fast healing 2

Swift Action: Bane. +2 attack +1d6 damage vs fire outsiders
1d20 + 16 - 6 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 16 - 6 + 2 = 32
1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Ignore fire damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Bane: 1d6 ⇒ 6

1d20 + 11 - 6 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 11 - 6 + 2 = 23
1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Ignore fire damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Bane: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Confirm
1d20 + 16 - 6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 16 - 6 + 2 = 15
2d10 + 2 ⇒ (4, 10) + 2 = 16

I looked to see if this would be impeded, spent a good portion of the day researching haha. Apologies for the wait.

Palading Channel Energy - Healing for party! 7/8 remaining: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 6) + 1 = 13

Rowan Focused on providing the support needed to keep all of them on their feet, allowing Anathya and Julian to focus on the killing part instead. She dug deep into her own aura and pulled forth the energy toright the injuries dealt to them. The burns and split flesh from these planar beings unrighteous flames glowed as she spoke softly. "Please Iomedae right that which the creator made. Healing flesh and removing the touch of flame." As she finished speaking the positive energy built up within her pulsed outward and washed over her companions in a single powerful wave. She felt somewhat drained but relieved to see her friends injuries far less then they were...

Weapon Enhancements - +2 & Keen On Einherjar
Actions below is FRA

Attack with Einherjar - Spell Combat and spell strike: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 15 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 32
Damage: 1d6 + 10 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 10 + 2 + 4 = 17

Attack with Einherjar -SC/SS/PA: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 10 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 10 + 2 + 4 = 20

Defensive Casting DC 15 Cast Arcane Mark: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18
ASF 10% - Fail: 1d100 ⇒ 4

Confirm Critical -SC/SS/PA: 1d20 + 15 + 2 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 15 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 25
Additional Damage: 1d6 + 10 + 2 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 10 + 2 + 4 = 21

Feeling the healing burst from Rowan, which closed the majority of his injuries he smiled more broadly. He unleashed a lethal first slash followed by a more sloppy second backslash. He was completely focused on ending one of the two threats before him at that moment. Though the heat was causing beads of sweat to form beneath his armor, which made it more restrictive in his movements. He didn't even curse as his cantrip's casting broke apart. His hands not tracing the outline quickly enough and resulting a small explosive poof of backlash that looked quite comical.

Since it isn't very clear, I am going after the injured one from before. My internet is in an out due to clouds and Sat. INternet. Wooo!

The effect impeding certain spells in this area only applies to spells and spell-like abilities. Supernatural abilities like Channel Energy are unaffected. In addition, Channel Energy is usually a Positive or Negative Energy effect, not outright good or evil, and so unaffected by anything targeting alignment. ^^ And remember, if you've ever got a question, you're always welcome to ask in the Discussion thread! I'll respond as soon as I can.

Anathya, you can't perform an Immediate Action until you're not Flat-Footed anymore, which you were until you took your first move. I'm assuming you'll want to stick with the Bane effect for now...

Fire Damage from Environment, Same Order: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 5) = 8

Anathya sent a pair of bolts streaking through the air - and they were enough to down her target. Julian struck one blow against the remaining target a moment later, and it hissed angrily as it stabbed out at him again...

Melee (Julian): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Melee (Julian): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

...with no particular success. That gave you the opening you needed to finish the beast off, leaving the room clear of foes but still very, very hot.

If the large double doors across the way weren't an indicator of the right way to go he'd eat his left foot. "This way and be ready!" He says this as he leads the way towards the doors by a fair margin, not trusting what was on the otherside or taking chances. He pops his shield extract and imbibes it as he makes his way towards the doors.

Imbibe my Shield Extract +4 Shield AC to character AC 31 T 23 FF 17 +2 more against evil outsiders

"Be ready Anathya, whatever lies in the next chamber could be far worse then here!" Rowan grits her teeth as the heat causes her to sweat excessively beneath the platemail she was wearing. I know how a fish feels over an open flame now... She raised her sword and pointed towards where Julian was already moving and only started moving once Anathya did. "We can't delay or else we will continue to burn..."

With a nod Anathya advances with her crossbow ready keeping her focus.