[PbP Gameday IV] Siege of Serpents Tier 1-2 CORE (Inactive)

Game Master James Martin

Aid Token for healing.
Florin rushes after Goldur as well to aid him in holding onto Goldur.

Aid Token, healing: 1d6 ⇒ 1 A sudden burst of healing goes off!

Etune tries to swivel the lenses, but nothing happens. When Ruth suggests breaking the circle, there is a sudden smell of ozone and the hairs on your neck stand up! As she moves, the mist pulses and disgorges two small beings made of lightning next to her!

init, Ruth: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
init, Etune: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
init, Jester: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
init, Goldur: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
init, Florin: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
init, Lightning guys: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Round 1:
20 Lightning
15 Goldur
13 Etune and Jester
8 Florin
7 Ruth

The two lighting guys move like, well, lightning. One attacks Ruth and the other attacks Florin!

Attack vs Ruth, +3 if you're wearing metal armor or wielding a metal weapon: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21 for 1d4 ⇒ 2 damage plus 1d3 ⇒ 3 electricity!
Attack vs Florin, +3 if you're wearing metal armor or wielding a metal weapon: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14 for 1d4 ⇒ 1 damage plus 1d3 ⇒ 3 electricity!

The heroes are up!

Jester drops his bow and maneuvers around to try to flank... but there is flanking elementals, not that he knows that...!
Greatsword Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 3) + 3 = 8 Assuming that hits

My bad, brought the bad guys out early. Will a knowledge check help fight these guys?

Know(Arcane): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

"Grrrh!" Ruth grits her teeth as the lightning creature hits her. ... dumb Ruth ... just dumb ... the circle was containing the creatures ... she steps back to give herself some breathing room then extends her hand in a fist and shouts. "Yor!"

Telekinetic Fist
Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Force Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Feeling the hairs on the back of her neck standing, Florin lashes back at her foe, dropping Goldur. Her armor and her sword seems to feel attracted to each other though.......
That was close. Longsword 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 191d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

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Yay! Thanks GM!

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Jester checks his weapons and glances out at the celebrating Pathfinders. So close to destruction, then such celebration? I guess it's good to have something dear to hold. He looks around at the rest of the group and chuckles, saying, "Rest well, you have all earned it. Perhaps we will all meet once again on the open road." He turns and melds into the throng of the crowd.

The lightning elementals are swiftly dispatched by Our Heroes, who reassemble to hear a rousing speech by Marcus Farabellus! When victory is declared, the cheers are thunderous!

I will put together chronicle sheets and PM the link to download them to you later today. Thanks for a fun game, everyone!

Such a relief. Goldur would've been in dire straits if that fight had been allowed to continue. I know after those two there's at least one more wave of monsters.

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After the battle is won Ruth smiles wide but quickly her face is stoic again. "I must find my sword." Ruth makes her way thru the magical entrance and down the tower to the yard below. She franticly searches the battle field for her families sword. Not seeing it right away she panics but just then a flash of sun reflected hits her eye and she turns her gaze in the direction. Her sword is stuck nearly to the hilt into a chunk of stone from the tower. ... impossible ... She draws the sword out of the stone easily and stands in awe for a long moment. She kisses the blade and whispers.[smaller]"I will never loses you again. I swear on my family and my life." She grips the sword in her hand tight and locks the gauntlet around it.

Looking back at the destruction, Florin quietly removes herself from the crowd.

Stopping to aid the injured, she looks back at her sword. Battered but still useable, she thinks back to how much better she could perform if she had the training for it. Thinking to her harsh trainers back at the temple, she couldn't help but give a rueful laugh.

Such is the life of one sworn to uphold Honor and Justice.

The odd pint-sized, snow-haired halfling's response to all of this is to load up a plate of food to do the 'celebrate' portion of the instruction... and then promptly fall asleep.

Much like she had warned people she might do when the festivities were about to begin, her arms were wrapped protectively around her secured plate of food as she snores the night away.

It would seem that perhaps the rumors of dragon-blood in her veins had a bit more veracity now. Further exploration, though, would have to wait for another day...

"Kept me promise," Goldur says, barely conscious and bleary from the pain of his wounds. The others help him down the tower and out onto the grounds again. With a liberal amount of magical healing from other Pathfinders when they return, Goldur is able to return to his old self. "Well 'ere's ta 'opin' I see more o' yeh in the future, Ruth," he tells the wizard between mugs. "An' yeh kin take that whichever way yeh like! Hah!"

Think I'm gonna change Goldur's stats around some. I see now why high Con is unusual-- it's nice to not be afraid to take a beating, but he isn't really good at anything.