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Cadaeacus lets out a pair of missiles that strike the green skeletal champion with unerring accuracy.
Kintampo lashes out with his staff and the shadow and seems to only catch smoke and mist.
Ghreezd on the other hand releases another snowball at the blast shadow and catches it square in the chest. The snowball is enough to shatter straight through the shadow. Fire and smoke begins to build to an overwhelming heat as the blast shadow suddenly explodes catching everything in its path.
As the smoke clears the blast shadow and the green skeletal champion lie crumpled on the ground. Dead once again.
The remaining skeletal champion continues to mindlessly pursue Kintampo.
Kintampo easily swats the blade out of the way.
Ghreezd
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Skeletal Champion (Red-9)
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Garret
Cadaeacus
Kintampo (34/49)
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The remaining skeleton easily falls to the ground under the might of the Pathfinders. Now they can continue their investigation unhindered.
• The PCs succeed at an DC 16 Intelligence check to deduce the
vault’s location by backtracking their own movements.
• The PCs succeed at an D 20 Knowledge (engineering
or geography) or Profession (architect) check to identify
displaced earth or foundations resulting from the vault’s
appearance underground.
• If the PCs resolved the earlier encounter with the Azlanti mob
nonviolently, they can question the locals about any strange
new features with an DC 20 Diplomacy or Intimidate check.
A PC must speak and understand Azlanti to use this option.
• The PCs use a creature with a burrow speed (such as an
animal companion, eidolon, or summoned earth elemental)
to search below ground.
• Most 3rd-level and lower divinations spells can earn the PCs
one success.
• Higher-level divinations such as contact other plane,
commune, divination, locate creature, and locate object are
able to locate it further.[/ooc]
Ghreezd- need reflex save for 9 or 18 damage
Garret (36/45)
Cadaeacus (29/38)
Kintampo (16/49)
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Once the party is rested, the aasimar comments, "Let us finalize the location of the Vault first, then we can look for these anchors." He closes his eyes, trying to remember where the location would be based on his knowledge of the topography.
Unsure at first, he calls upon Pharasma to aid his memory.
"Wait, I think it was over this way..."
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Garret tends to the wounded as they discuss the location of the vault even further.
Pharasma does indeed help Cadaeacus and Ghreezd as they find a rough outline of the area and are able to narrow down the location at last.
The image of Kreighton Shaine shows back up. Great Job! We need your help elsewhere now though. I will gather other Pathfinders to begin excavating an entrance using magic and summoned creatures at once.
He ushers you along quickly. Go! Go find the anchors that hold us to this time.
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A few roads down you run across a grizzled man who looks to be a mercenary of sorts. A magical green aura surrounds the man as he his frantic eyes dart left and right before locking on you all. The temporal energy seems to have taken root as he takes considerable pride
in a job well done.
Driven to extremes by his infestation of temporal energy, Romnus’s arcane power and pride have fused into suspiciously draconic urges, driving him to loot the stalls and shops of the panicked Azlanti citizens and guard his “hoard” with fanatical devotion. He screams at you from a good distance as several conjured lightning elementals flock to his side. You won't take my trophies!
With his sizeable pile of loot Romnus looks to be pretty susceptible to bribes as well.[/ooc]
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We had aimed to his avarice, now is time to aim to his pride
You look like an amazing caster, one able to do increible deeds and worth to pass to History for them. Deeds like travel back in time and come back.
But that will only happen if you work with us, you can be the crucial caster who allowed everybody to survive, to succeed. The one who everybody will dream to be.
Do you want to be that man?
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With a bit of talking and small donation to Romnus he is eventually talked down from his rampage. The nearby lightning elementals pay you little mind as he keeps them at bay.
Closing his eyes he raises his arms into the air. The green aura surrounding him slowly vanishes as it rises into the air and is absorbed by the shield.
A calmness takes hold as he sits down on his hoard. Tell me how I can become this man you speak of?
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Alrule was born into a family of exceptional breeding and pitifully little money in Taldor’s easternmost provinces. Her bloodline retains strong Azlanti features, for better or worse, but her family fortunes are so stricken that she took up mercantile work for one of her mother’s friends, learning to spin deals in distant Absalom. She fell in with the Harbingers of Fate as her business dealings touched increasingly on the arcane and occult, and she has served them on occasion as a wizard-for-hire. While more mercenary than true believer, Alrule couldn’t deny the appeal of returning the Last Azlanti to life, mad as it may have sounded.
Warped by the temporal energy infusing her being, Alrule now believes she is a full Azlanti citizen and that Lacsuhnollo is her home. Starfall terrifies her, for she knows what it means even more comprehensively than the other panicked citizens.
an unearthly green radiance, similar to the dome overhead surrounds Alrule as she speaks to a few stray Azlants about the coming apocalypse and Starfall.
Gather round. We must defend ourselves! These newcomers have come to destroy our home! They bring the stars themselves with them!
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Holding her hands to her face she begins to cry. Her mind seems to be fractured as Cadaeacus and Ghreezd go over key points in history with her. Moments that she does not seem to recall having lived.
It seems that her strong Azlanti features convinced many of the citizens that she was actually one of them. With the truth brought before them they slowly begin to disperse. With her entire existence shattered Alrule releases the spell anchoring her to this time. The green aura slowly dissipates as it returns into the shield above.
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Built to house and protect the Sky Key and its support mechanisms while in use, the vault consists primarily of devices that contain and channel the electricity generated both by spellcasters above and by the Society’s maintenance crew in the vault itself. The Sky Key Vault consists of two major chambers as well as smaller side chambers used for storage.
Veins of strange metal line the walls of this massive chamber. Enormous bronze devices connected to the walls by massive cables spark and spew steam, almost obscuring the large vault door at the far end of the room. The door is labeled with a single word in a plethora of languages: danger. Stagnant water collects at the bottom of a ten-foot wide pool in the middle of the room. A gasping, bleeding elf who looks like an aged version of Kreighton Shane lies across the room.
“Good show, Pathfinders,” the injured form of Kreighton Shaine manages between blood-soaked coughs. “But Lady Arodeth is a true savant and driven to fanatical extremes. The same energies that infected her casters above have also seized her soul, and I fear she has already killed several of your fellow chroniclers. Or will have killed them. Blast, but this is confusing.”
Shaine props himself up to continue speaking. “However noble her goals may have been, if Lady Arodeth forces us to remain in this time, we will all die. If the Sky Key is still functional, you must reactivate it before the Starstone arrives.”
The machines in this chamber begin to spark and smoke, and female bodies take shape from the green miasma. Shaine continues, “She has learned to create temporal copies of, as I have. She can produce an army, left unchecked. Some teams will need to hold the line here, in this chamber, so that anyone confronting the true Lady Arodeth in the room beyond isn’t overwhelmed by these simulacra. You know your team’s
capabilities better than I, but I promise you Lady Arodeth will be not yield easily.” With that, the chorus of murky green figures announce, “I would have brought destiny back to this world.”
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Ghreezd releases another massive fireball into the corner, catching two of the simulacrum while Kintampo vanishes from sight.
They both take the full force of the blast as it tears and burns their exposed skin.
All three raise their staffs into the air as more magical energy flows down the sides. Their glow radiates in the darkened chamber. With another spell their forms splits and makes even more copies.
Ghreezd
Kintampo
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Simulacrum (Red -23; 4 images)(Green -23; 4 images)(Yellow 5 images)
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Garret
Cadaeacus