[PFS] DM PatheticWretch presents Emerald Spire (The Tower Ruins, Table 1) (Inactive)

Game Master PatheticWretch

Grinning evilly at the retreating Goblin, Tarantio once more invades the creature's personal space and seeks to sink their fangs into putrid flesh.

bite: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 23 for damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Grummosh continues to heal Stonetree.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Stonetree whacks the sparking construct a few more times, earning some severely bloody knuckles for the effort. Dragos puts his scythe into its back, and the thing finally explodes in an electrical discharge.

Arcs of electricity leap toward Stonetree, Flower, and Dragos! DC 11 Reflex save for those three, please. Pass = 0 dmg, fail = 8 dmg

electric explosion: 1d10 ⇒ 8

The goblin swings furiously at Tarantio, but the little beast continues to nip him.

Grummosh heals a few of Stonetree's wounds.

ROUND 4 (bold may act!)
Dragos
Grummosh
Chortles
Stonetree (-3 hp)
Skizzertz (-10 hp)
Evariel
Flower
Tarantio (-2 hp)

Chortles, Evariel, and Flower are up!

falchion: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 = 51d6 ⇒ 4

Reflex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

With a start, Dragos quickly draws back their Scythe from the Sparking Robot and narrowly avoids the electricity arcing up the blade.

"Well that was Shocking" he says with a lame pun.

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Stonetree grunts at Drago's pun, with amusement slowly spreading across his face.

Arcs of electricity leap toward Stonetree, Flower, and Dragos! DC 11 Reflex save for those three, please. Pass = 0 dmg, fail = 8 dmg

Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

"Oh! What an unpleasant thing!"

Flower moves and readies to misfortune the remaining enemy.

"Oh good, you've killed it," Evariel says to the others as though they'd just gotten rid of a pest, ignoring the resulting explosion. "The other one is quite tenacious." He chants again.

Casting another daze vs goblin, DC 14 Will negates.

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Delaying Chortles again...Stonetree, punch Chortles in RL please.

The Pathfinders adjacent to the exploding construct get away easily enough.

Flower puts a curse on the remaining goblin while Evariel again tries to daze it. This time, it works! The goblin stands there, unable to move momentarily.

ROUND 5 (bold may act!)
Dragos
Grummosh
Chortles
Stonetree (-3 hp)
Skizzertz (-10 hp)
Evariel
Flower
Tarantio (-2 hp)

Everyone is up!

will save: 1d20 ⇒ 3

Flower moves out of the way of his more physically inclined companions. He also brings more light in the room to help the party search/investigate in here once the goblin has been subdued.

Seeing their chance to finnally finish the hated Goblin, Tarantio dives upon it as it stands still, sinking fangs into Goblin flesh.

bite: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 12 for damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

As his business partner strikes at the Goblin, Dragos joins him with a swing of their wicked scythe, after ensuring Stonetree has room.

Scythe, banner: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 for damage: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 1 = 7

Grummosh will give Stonetree some Guidance.

Relieved to see something softer to punch, Stonetree makes his way to the Goblin and throws his fist into his face.

unarmed strike: 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 1 + 1 = 26
damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

Using the closest thing he knows to offensive magic, Evariel fires a bright ray of light into the goblin's eyes.

Blinding ray + banner: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 1 = 22
Blinded for 1 round, or dazzled for 1 round if >1 HD

Rays used: 3/7

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Flower backs out of the way as the rest of the crew finishes the battle. Tarantio and Dragos somehow miss the dazed goblin, but Stonetree puts a bloodied fist directly into its teeth, knocking out several of them and also the goblin.

COMBAT OVER! Hold your spell, Evariel.

The goblin holds a wand, a small masterwork falchion, and wears small leather armor. 95 gold are also found in the room.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
It's always the easy rolls I seem to fail...

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Dragos smiles as the battle is finished and looks at their collected hoard, not much but certainly a start. Lamenting that such a majestic creation as the Emerald spire construct could be used in such a coarse manner he thinks it over for a moment.

"Hmm, perhaps we should take the Construct back when we are done here? So that it can be studied. Oh yes Tarantio, I can see you are injured."

With a sigh, the Undertaker brigs forth their wand and uses the magic to soothe Tarantio's injury.

clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Grummosh will Guidance himself before trying to figure out the wand.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 1 = 16

"This is a wand for curing." The half orc will take the wand for later use, probably on Stonetree.

Chortles, still behind the door frame, quietly chants, "I will hit this time. Fly true little arrow." Finally feeling assured of success he jumps from cover and fires a bolt in to the (now dead) goblin.

short bow attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22 damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Oh... Hi guys. Well done. Uh... Let's see who else is around here..."

Chortles puts his bow back on his shoulder, reaches for his Axe, thinks better of it, and begins humming as he heads for the next door.

Chorltes opens the door in the north of the room

Blinking, Dragos looks from the Hoblin to Chortles, his mouth slightly ajar at the strange display. Deciding to keep his scythe drawn for now, the Undertaker and his trusted business partner following the odd bard to the next door and wait whilst he opens it.

"Nice Shot!" he says eventually, as if sensing a need to say something.

Chortles fires an arrow at the dead goblin, killing it twice over.

The designated door-opener then moves to the portal to the north.

perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (9) - 1 = 8

Not hearing anything, he opens it.

Two tables with benches lie scattered around this mess hall. Decaying food of an indescribable nature sits on the tables.

Currently, two goblins are fighting over the hindquarters of a mangy coyote. They turn to recognize the entry of the group too late.

ROUND 1 (SURPRISE ROUND), EVERYONE MAY TAKE 1 ACTION
Chortles
Stonetree
Evarial
Dragos
Goblin1
Goblin2
Flower
Grummosh

EVERYONE IS UP!

initiative chortles: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
initiative dragos: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
initiative evarial: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
initiative flower: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
initiative grummosh: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (1) + 0 = 1
initiative stonetree: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
initiative bad guys: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Grummosh moves into a better position.

As the doors open, Dragos hears the goblins fighting and is immediate alert. Looking to their business partner they move up in union, Tarantio leaping onto the first goblin whilst Dragos moves round with his Scythe drawn.

"Well well, this is your bad day."

Flower moves into the room and readies to misfortune an enemy. He continues to provide a +1/+1 bonus.

Stonetree taking Dragos lead moves to the goblin thats about to have a bad day.

Evariel sighs. "I suppose not killing them is out of the question..."

Blinding ray vs yellow (touch, flat-footed) : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Blinded 1 round, or dazzled 1 round if more than 1 HD
Rays used: 3/7

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Evariel blinds the yellow-clad goblin and it shrieks in fear as the others rush to surround them. The other fumbles for its weapon.

ROUND 1, (bold may act)
Chortles
Stonetree
Evarial
Dragos
Goblin1
Goblin2
Flower
Grummosh

Chortles, Stonetree, Evarial, and Dragos are up!

Fort save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

"Practice makes perfect!" Chortles flings an arrow at the goblins.

short bow attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12 damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"I'd rather you didn't use that," Evariel says to the other goblin, "it makes things more difficult."

Casting daze vs green, DC 14 Will negates

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Chortles' arrow misses as the goblin ducks at the last minute.

Evarial easily dazes the green goblin.

STONETREE AND DRAGOS ARE UP!

will: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3

Taking advantage of Stonetree's distraction, Dragos pulls back his wicked scythe and takes a lash at the blind Goblin.

Scythe, Flank, banner: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 = 8 for Damage: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (4, 1) + 1 = 6

Perched atop the blinded Goblin, Tarantio winces as their business partner's wild swing nearly skins him. Hissing his obvious displeasure at Dragos, Tarantio opens his jaw wide and bites at the goblin's neck, after he whips round with his wicked tail.

bite, Banner: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 = 17 for damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3

Tail: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 + 1 = 20 for damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Stonetree reacts to Dragos attack on the goblin with one of his own, throwing a foot at the Goblin's posterior

unarmed strike, flank, banner: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 + 1 = 12
damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

Dragos and Tarantio tag-team on the blinded goblin, and while Dragos cannot strike it, the aggressive Tarantio tears into it.

Stonetree tries to strike a goblin with a kick to the rear, but it dodges away.

Both goblins, now with dogslicers in hand, attack the Pathfinders, but both miss.

ROUND 1, (bold may act)
Chortles
Stonetree
Evarial
Dragos
Goblin1 (blind, -4 hp)
Goblin2
Flower
Grummosh

The party is up!

dogslicer: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 131d4 ⇒ 3
dogslicer: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 61d4 ⇒ 2

Still providing +1/+1.

Still readying to Misfortune, if needed.

Casting Light so everyone can see as well as possible.

"Bloody hold still" Stonetree thunders at the goblin.

flurry, flank, banner: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 2 + 1 = 16
damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10

Tiutting at their abysmal attempt to strike a blind Goblin, Dragos pulls back their scythe and instead swings lower, away from his business partner.

scythe, flank, banner: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9 for damage: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (2, 2) + 1 = 5

Still ineptly swinging the heavy blade, Dragos looks at Tarantio apologetically.

With rolling draconian eyes, Tarantio digs their claws in tighter before lashing out with their maw and tail.

bite: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13 for damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

Tail: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 + 1 = 22 for damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3

tail, confirm: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 + 1 = 10 for damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Chortles moves in to the room to get a less obstructed view.

short bow attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Between Stonetree, Tarantio, and Chortles, the two goblins fall lifeless to the floor.

The Pathfinders are left with their reward: the several-day old haunch of a coyote.

"This is why I'm a vegan," the hippie thinks to himself upon seeing the coyote remains.

"Should we try this door next, when everyone is ready?"

Moved on map.

"Now that's how it's done! You, my friends, are naturals!" Chortles nearly floated with pride at his combat ending shot. "I swear, we make a remarkable team. Why, have you heard the story of the bee that buzzed too close to the quarry? He couldn't find his way back to his home tree! He was too Stoned Treed!"

He continues to prance around the room, waiting for the others to find any lingering loot and then heads for the unopened door to the south.

Clapping the beaming Chortles on their shoulder, Dragos looks around the room only to find mostly rotting meat. With a slump of his shoulders, the Undertaker follows Flower from the room with a sweeping turn and a bold stride.

"Well well, the bow isn't only for show! Thoroughly disgusting creatures, one more door down here and I can smell the bacon for breakfast!" he says cheerfully as they approach the next room.

"Let's see where this leads us friends!" Stonetree booms before opening the door.

"Indeed," Evariel says, poking the coyote meet with his staff, then realizing his mistake and wiping it off on the clothes of one of the goblins. "Surely there's something worth bringing back with us in here. Next door, please."

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"Let us get this over with."

"All things are for show!" Chortles replies to Dragos as he brings out his Axe, tunes a string, and begins a bawdy war anthem.

"The army of South Bonadierre had all but lasses for soldiers..."

Stonetree opens the door to the south.

A plush, human-sized bed stands in this chamber, along with a table holding a bone scroll tube and jars filled with eyeballs, claws, and teeth. Various automaton parts lie scattered around.

The scroll tube on the table contains a sheet of parchment on which is drawn a complicated magical sigil in iridescent green ink.

knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

"Ah, the fabled Azlanti Six! They were a group of dark mages hiding in the mountains of East Ralzash. The tale is that they abducted children for a decade and created the greatest swarm of Binkisaurs ever to ravage the land. Never had the masses been faced with so much drool and snot. Never were they to recover from the rivers of tears."

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

Evariel raises an eyebrow. "I don't know about all that, but yes, that is the number 6 in Azlanti."

Is that actual knowledge, or "alternative facts" straight from the rectum?

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