PF Shackled City SCAP
Game Master Freddy Honeycutt

Kind of jumping ahead, aren't we? We never had time to discuss the proposition of guarding among the party. Assuming everyone's cool with the idea...

Edrukk retires early and awakens early, cleaning himself up and looking over his gear with a critical eye. Use of the mending orison repairs his clothes easily enough, and he's able to wash it, as well, so he packs the new clothes into his pack for later use, wrapped to form a tight bundle.

Exiting the Lucky Monkey, he looks for the caravan master, and tells him, "Th' lot o' us 'r 'appy t' 'elp ye 'n yer travels, cap'n. 't one o'r 'ere be Broccan, 'n th' one sittin' 'n th' ground be Canvy. Ah dinnae see th' other two yet, but we're fer bein' th' warriors o' th' group. Ah'll see t' gettin' th' other two down 'ere." Not including Minniwick yet, not out of malice, just because Edrukk may not realize you are traveling the same road just yet.

Minniwick is up early and has his breakfast at the bar talking with whoever is working at the time. Making his way out to the stable and stow his backpack in the cart. Make sure Bubbles is fed and that both Bubbles and the cart are ready for the road. With a chipper good morning to all as he passes he will take a place at the end of the caravan. If the caravan master objects he will wait until they are almost out of sight and trail the caravan to Cauldron.

The carvan guards seem to be sturdy veterans with an eye for troublemakers, most of them are surely and pugnacious....

They are each outfitted with banded mail, buckler, heavy crossbow, longswords, and kukri.....

There are 4 uncovered wagons and 2 guards per wagon, as they form up to head out in the morning.

The commander seeing several people and a donkey cart approaches Edrukk....

"Good morn Dwarf, I assume these be yeer companions"
he gives an approving nod toward Canvy and Broccan

"Good enough then I have my seasoned guardstaking positions and wanted you to bring up the rear, just do not lag to far behind"

Canvy looks at the Gnome in a rather confused way. "You part of this caravan as well? A gnome amongst all these dwarfs?"

(Broccan looks around for the other two party members.)

"It seems Sanstree n' the wee-lass'v overslept. Shou' I go wake'm 'fore the carav'n leaves'm behind?"

(Broccan looks around for the other two party members.)

"It seems Sanstree n' the wee-lass'v overslept. Shou' I go wake'm 'fore the carav'n leaves'm behind?"

"I'm here. Just...didn't have much to say."

Sanstree looks refreshed and ready for the road.

as an aside to Broccan...

"What is Canvy talking about Dwarves for?"

Canvy looks at the Gnome in a rather confused way. "You part of this caravan as well? A gnome amongst all these dwarfs?"

"No sir I am not. I just met the good Dwarf last night and we have yet to be introduced. I am Minniwick Zookwinkle", he sweeps off his yarn hat and motions to the contents of his cart, "A crafter and peddler of alchemical items. I frequent the roads around Cauldron selling from plantation to village to roadside inn. What brings you to these parts?"

(Broccan, realizing that Erine was literally right under his nose, turns a bit red and laughs, heartily.)

"Ah, and so y'are wee-lass! M'deepest apologies, I'm not th'sharpest tool in th'shed, bu'ye knew that already, ha ha!"

(To Sanstree, under his breath.)

"Th' Cap'n's been'a bit strang'er than usual since he...uh...returned. I suggest jus' noddin' an' smilin' when 'e talks like that."

(Broccan, realizing that Erine was literally right under his nose, turns a bit red and laughs, heartily.)

"Ah, and so y'are wee-lass! M'deepest apologies, I'm not th'sharpest tool in th'shed, bu'ye knew that already, ha ha!"

(To Sanstree, under his breath.)

"Th' Cap'n's been'a bit strang'er than usual since he...uh...returned. I suggest jus' noddin' an' smilin' when 'e talks like that."

"You're not stupid," Erine says awkwardly, "You're just...kind of mediocre."

Of course shortly after first light when the wagons lurch forward and move slowly along you soon realize that the reason this is a two day trip is the wagons themselves.

The heat starts soon after the light, the pace is lighter than the previous day.

A couple of hours into the march the wagons come to a halt as each driver holds his right fist in the air with his arm bent at the elbow.

profession solidier 1 or more ranks

Soon enough a message is passed back with 2 fingers and two of the guards move forward to assist.

perception
no roll required

profession solidier 1 or more ranks
** spoiler omitted **

My feat

Profession Solder 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

KenderKin wrote:

profession solidier 1 or more ranks
** spoiler omitted **

My feat ** spoiler omitted ** allows me to roll on all profession skills with out having a rank in the skill. Is this something I could know?

Profession Solder 1d20+4

Yes fairly common knowledge that small groups use hand signals and large forces often use banners/flags to direct troop movements.....

It is also likely the signal came from ahead of the first wagon since there is little reason to be so quiet after driving over the enemy with a wagon........

(To no one in particular)

"I wonder wha's goin' on up there."

Perception roll (to see or hear anything that might give a clue): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Although focusing on the activity all around since everyone is being quite and still you are the first to notice two men stalking the bushes along the road behind you!

Initiative for slaver 1
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Initiative for slaver 2
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

They leap out with bolas spinning over there heads!

You are up roll for initiative!

Initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

"AMBUSH!!"

Initiative
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Init: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16
1d1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Erine pauses, trying to remember something about slavers that might help.

Erine

Erine

** spoiler omitted **

On her turn, Erine will take out her Antitoxin and pass it to Broccan.

Initiative 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (18) + 0 = 18

Initiative 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13

OK slaver 1 has initiative

He lets the bola go
(using his great intellect to target Broccan)
attack
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

The bola wraps itself into your shield one of the balls comes around and hits you in the face, bloodying your lip and causing one point of damage.......

Broccan and Minniwick have next go!

Minniwick grabs a pouch from his apron and quickly mixes it with a vial of liquid. "Fire in the hole" Tossing the Vial behind the two slavers to catch them both in the resulting blast.

If I need to only target one person so that I do not catch anyone else in the caravan I will do so. I am not going to add the explosive to the bomb so I do not catch the jungle on fire.

He then jumps down to take cover behind the cart and steady Bubbles if needed.

Targeting a Hex AC 5 Splash damage for 5 points each
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

(Spitting out blood)

"Bast'rd!"

(Rushing forward normal movement and striking the slaver.)

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

And, of course, the cursed rubber sword strikes (or rather, doesn't) again!

Targeting a Hex AC 5 Splash damage for 5 points each
1d20+2

Oops! it will miss for 1 hex per range increment (20') distance to the target in a clockwise direction 1d8 ⇒ 5 with a 1 falling short

Okay, change of plans.
"Broccan, no, stay out--arg! Okay, here goes, Goat!"
Erine puts a hand on her familiar, and fixes her eyes on the slaver who hasn't thrown his bola yet. She speaks, but her voice is different, hissing with fury. "Fles. Preseks."

Second slaver will save
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

Slaver throws the bola haphazardly
1d20 - 4 ⇒ (6) - 4 = 2

Actually hitting himself in the process as he turns to flee, he instead falls to the ground and crawls quickly away.

The fleeing slaver actually manages to burn his hands in Minniwick's road way bonfire.

Sanstree throws a quick appology to Canvy...
"Hate tah bring back any bad memories Canvy!"

Color spray
A 15 foot cone of various colored streamers of magical energy pass just to the side of Broccan and into the slavers.

save DC 16

Slaver 1
will save
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

Slaver 2
will save
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Slaver 1 still facing Broccan shrugs off the magical energy.

The second slaver crawling away in fear is not so lucky, he stops moving and screams out, "I can not see!"

Second slaver will save

1d20+1

Slaver throws the bola haphazardly
1d20-4

Actually hitting himself in the process as he turns to flee, he instead falls to the ground and crawls quickly away.

The fleeing slaver actually manages to burn his hands in Minniwick's road way bonfire.

Um, not to split hairs, but:

A frightened creature flees from the source of its fear as best it can.

So, the guy with the bola shouldn't have thrown it first. He should have just ran. Remember, I have Spell Focus.

KenderKin wrote:

Second slaver will save

1d20+1

Slaver throws the bola haphazardly
1d20-4

Actually hitting himself in the process as he turns to flee, he instead falls to the ground and crawls quickly away.

The fleeing slaver actually manages to burn his hands in Minniwick's road way bonfire.

Um, not to split hairs, but:

SRD wrote:

A frightened creature flees from the source of its fear as best it can.

So, the guy with the bola shouldn't have thrown it first. He should have just ran. Remember, I have Spell Focus.

It seems Canvy is up!

Erine Wintyle wrote:

KenderKin wrote:

Second slaver will save

1d20+1

Slaver throws the bola haphazardly
1d20-4

Actually hitting himself in the process as he turns to flee, he instead falls to the ground and crawls quickly away.

The fleeing slaver actually manages to burn his hands in Minniwick's road way bonfire.

Um, not to split hairs, but:

SRD wrote:

A frightened creature flees from the source of its fear as best it can.

So, the guy with the bola shouldn't have thrown it first. He should have just ran. Remember, I have Spell Focus.

** spoiler omitted **

Erine

Canvy is up!

Erine

** spoiler omitted **

Canvy is up!

Don't forget, being Frightened gives an extra -2. :P

Canvy moves forward to be behind Broccan, raising his polearm and hitting the man.

Attack Bec De Corbin 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Damage 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Gosh, sorry I'm late, but I guess I missed this yesterday.

Canvy's attack barely misses the slaver by 3 inches.

Slaver 1
Grits his teeth and draws an 8 foot fine wooden shafted weapon with a blade and wicked hook mounted on the end, making an attack on Broccan.

Attack roll
1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

The fine edge misses Broccan as he gets a chance to admire the fine workmanship of the blade.....

The second slaver continues to move away from the fray blinded/confused and staggered....

You are up!

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Crit damage (if applicable): 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

(Broccan slashes the slaver with a sinister slice of his sleek steel sword.)

"Take tha'ye!"

The slaver takes the damage and growls at Broccan.

"Isat tha best ye got!"

Minniwick will mix up another bomb and hold it ready while he scans the area for more attackers and makes sure that the clumsy one does not double back. If he can safely throw a bomb he will.

Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Attack (if needed) 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

Edit: Damage if needed 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 Splash 5' radius for 5 damage

Minniwick.....
hits the crawling slaver in the back of the head, the impact has a great affect upon the man knocking him around till he is more confused!

perception

Erine watches the events and decided she needn't waste another spell.

Sanstree decides to storm burst the slaver facing Broccan for old times sake.....

Attack roll
(ranged touch)
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
A storm engulfs the slaver dealing subdual damage
1d6 ⇒ 2

Canvy is up!

Canvy thrusts his polearm past Broccan at the slaver, Strike true at this foolish vagabond.

Attack Bec De Corbin 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Damage 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

The slaver goes to the ground and lands heavily losing his grip on the polearm he falls before you.

Glad to see you didn't need me, but I have to wonder why I was skipped. Have I done something to offend?

Edrukk

Guess you got lost in the shuffle somewhere....You can attack the one crawling around or finish this one off, he took some subdual damage...

Also seems to be a finely crafted polearm lying on the ground there as well......

Not sure how you got skipped! I think it was the excitement of combat!

Whatever.

Edrukk dismisses the fallen foes, peering around to see if others wait in hiding.