Shackled City (Pathfinder) - GM_Chris

Game Master Chris Shannon 719

Surprise Round

"On your guard! Monsters attempting to sneak up on poor Atol!"

Greatsword vs flier 3 in S37 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 202d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 1) + 6 = 13

Perhaps these were the evil things Cog & Glimmil detected.

Free action after Dryant's count:
"Dryant, try to do something with tangible benefits and protect our actual cleric. Brandishing the holy symbol of a god that rejects you is a useless effort."

Please direct Dyrant's ire toward Flier #1 instead.

Please direct Dyrant's ire toward Siflir instead.

okay

1d20 ⇒ 9

Round 1, Init 14 {T32 > ?}

Dr. Toffitt goes on total defense and moves to R37, assuming that Finneas has moved into melee with the creatures.

If Finneas does not close, Toffitt will do something else...

Dyrant Maynor, the Pre-Sainted wrote:

Please direct Dyrant's ire toward Siflir instead.

Doc had it too long, I decided to take it back. We're doing an ire relay. :)

Round 1 Init 19

"Hold on Silfr, I'm coming."

Finneas moves to assist Silfr.

Double move to S36

For future reference, is S38 a legal space? Would it be squeezed? Would getting there be possible with a tumble or a 5'?

Glim's after the flying things in Round 1, so awaiting their movement before posting actions.

My apologies, but work has consumed my life. On the positive note, I finally have a working personal computer again, so I should be able to start posting at least once a day at night.

Dyrant scratches his armpit and considers scratching it again.

I think I have fleas. Which of us isn't bathing enough?

Dyrant gives a hard glare to Finneas.

Dr. Toffitt scratches his head. Fleas? How did I get these? Finneas?

"Finneas, have you considered occupying a bath once in a while?"

"I just left the bath. It's upstairs past the goblin corpses."

If he just bathed...

Dyrant levels a cold stare at the stinking low-wit, Atol.

"You might want to consider staying overnight, Finn. I don't think a few hours a day is going to do the trick."

Or maybe it's Dyrant. I'm always seeing something or other crawling under his robes.

While my time might be occupied again soon, I really do expect that I can post daily or more again. Thank you for your patience again.

Silfir hacks the flier out of the air and it flops to the ground. The party moves up and Dyrant tries to stare down one of the fliers, but is unable to find its eyes. It goes dark (darkness) as one of the creatures tries to strike Silfir again, but misses. Both creatures continue their flight, provoking from Silfir and Finneas, as they attempt to get 15' up.

Toffitt is on total defense and does not get an AoO. The darkness eminates 20' from flier #2. No, they didn't turn into goblins. I just haven't had time to reinstall the creature tokens. If the fliers survive they will be in the 5th vertical square. The darkness will not stop if killed.

Surprise Round
Silfir - Takes down flier 3.
Round 1 (1st half)
Finneas = 19 - moves to S36
Toffitt = 14 - Double moves to R37, total defense, R38 would be squeezing
Dyrant = 12 - move to U33, hexes #1 1d20 ⇒ 19
Flying things = 7

New map

Round 1(2nd half)
Glimmil = 6
Atol = 6
Silfir = 3
Round 2 (1st half)
Finneas
Toffitt
Dyrant

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Round 1, Initiative 6, Location V 33 -> T 33

Atol absently scratches his scalp and knowing no better casts Light. He then moves to T 33 to dispell the darkness with his lightsource. Failing that, he scratches his head again and considers a sunrod.

Yep. Still dark. Darn all those with darkvision, though.

Provokes, did you say?

Greatsword 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 272d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 5) + 6 = 17

Fortunate indeed that the Eyes of the Overworld in my armor provide darkvision

Round 2, Init 3

Silfr will ready to attack any foe that approaches.

AoO
Silver Morningstar Power Attack
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 81d8 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Round X, Init NearBottom

Dyrant will ask Atol for a smokestick should it be necessary and take total defense.

Round 1, Init 6

"What? More dark-makers?" Glimmil groans as he spots several dark shaves circling about Finneas and Silfr.

"Fights with them feel like they take forever! We'll let's go help them best we can, Cog!"

Glimmil ushers his canine companion up the slope and readies himself should one of the light-eaters gets close to him or Atol.

Move action next to Atol and then ready for an approach if one comes.

Round 2, Init 14 {R37}

Dr. Toffitt continues to defend himself, staying close to Finneas.

"Do grapple one of them if you can. I should very much like to examine their anatomy."

Round 2 Init 19

Finneas readies his morningstar for when the flyers come within reach.

Silver Morningstar Power Attack
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 231d8 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Silfir cuts down a second creature as it swoops away. The two creatures reach the ceiling and swoop down once again on Silfir, tentacles writhing viciously. One never reaches Silifr as Finneas cuts it down. The other attempts to slip through the swings of Silfir and Glimmil...

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20 - Flier #2 (A hit I believe if Silfir's ready doesn't kill it.)
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 - failed grapple check
1d4 ⇒ 4 - damage

Not bothering with a map. The creatures are in the second 5' square up and adjacent to Silfir (poor flying sucks). A little bit of retcon here. The first strike by Silfir for 13 shouldn't have killed the first one. However, at this point two would be dead which is where things are at.

Silfir gets his ready. Glimmil gets his, but with the 50% miss chance.

Round 1/2 Readied Action:

Cog barks furiously as the creature swoops down, and Glimmil readies his hooked hammer to meet the oncoming adversary.

Glimmil Concealment (1-50=miss): 1d100 ⇒ 54
Cog Concealment (1-50=miss): 1d100 ⇒ 64

Glimmil (hooked hammer, power): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19 for 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Cog (bite, power): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 for 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Cog (trip): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Greatsword 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 192d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 5) + 6 = 12

Silfir cuts deep into the final one of the creatures and with Glimmil's strike and Garl's luck, the creature is dead by the time it crashes into Silfir. Its lifeless body flops to the ground.

A search reveals nothing except the creatures' bodies. Where to now?

"What were those things? I think they have lice."

Female voice: I'm getting very uncomfortable in here alone son.
Move out whenever you want.

"I think we should proceed on carefully down the slope. It feels right"

Rubbing Cog behind the ears, Glimmil nods with satisfaction at the corpses of the dark-makers.

"Sure, I'm good with that, Atol."

The wisest among us, he is...

Dyrant picks up his conversation with Atol.

"...so Atol, that amulet will protect some from harm."

Where did the amulet end up?

Dyrant looks in the direction Atol points, then nods.

"Yes, that way looks good."

"It was so... precious. I picked it up."

Atol fishes around his pockets and presents the amulet to Dyrant.

"Who should wear it?"

Dyrant rolls his eyes and looks to the heavens.

*sigh*

Patience, Angel. Grant me patience!

"As I said before we were rudely interrupted, 'Off hand, I would say Finneas, but you may think differently.'" Dyrant says, repeating himself.

"Don the amulet upon Finneas. Might help keep him on his feet and his sword in his hands..."

...and maybe it will repel the fleas as well.

Atol smiles and shrugs. Following Dyrant's advice, he walks over to Finneas and presents him the amulet.

"We think you should wear this. Erm. I don't know what it does, but it might help!" Atol grins helpfully.

"Sure Atol, as long as it won't hurt. It won't hurt will it?"

Gotta look back and see what it does again.

The party descends into the natural cavern. A natural ledge and opening rise 10' to the east while the passage splits as it goes south. While on the look out for trouble, the party manages to miss the goblins lying in wait for them.

Perception
Atol1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22
Dyrant 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Finneas 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
Glimmil1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Silfir 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Toffitt 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Goblins 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23 +2 for distance

Initiative
Atol1d20 + 0 ⇒ (2) + 0 = 2
Dyrant 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Finneas 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Finneas Bonus roll 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Glimmil1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Silfir 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Toffitt 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Goblins 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23 - Hope I haven't used up all the good rolls.

The goblins will go in the surprise round and then again at the top of Round 1.

Dyrant = 20
Finneas = 20
Silfir = 20
Toffitt = 8
Glimmil = 6
Atol = 2

Evidently more skilled then their brethern closer to the surface, these goblins turn Cog into a pincushion. Eight arrows pierce Cog's barding and drop him to the ground (31 damage total). The goblins on the ground pull out their swords while the ones above keep their bows out.

Map

Surprise Round

Gob 1-5 shortbows at Cog (AC 17 flatfooted)
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 = 7
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 2 = 13
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 2 = 23
1d4 ⇒ 3
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 2 = 24
1d4 ⇒ 3
1d20 + 4 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 - 4 = 7
Gob 6-8 shortbows at Cog
1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 15
1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 11
1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 11

Round 1
Gob 1-5 shortbows at Cog
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 2 = 22
1d4 ⇒ 2
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 2 = 17
1d4 ⇒ 1
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 2 = 19
1d4 ⇒ 4
1d20 + 4 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 2 - 4 = 14
Gob 6-8 shortbows at Cog
1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 25
1d4 ⇒ 4
1d6 ⇒ 2
1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 21
1d4 ⇒ 3
1d6 ⇒ 5
1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 23
1d4 ⇒ 1
1d6 ⇒ 3

Party up in Round 1

Dyrant = 20
Finneas = 20
Silfir = 20
Toffitt = 8
Glimmil = 6
Atol = 2

Round 1 Init 20

Finneas growls in anger as Cog is brutally shot down, and seeing several goblins on a ledge begins to even the odds.

Begin casting Enlarge Person

"Oof." Dyrant says as the arrows pierce Cog.

These goblins sure hate dogs.

Dyrant will begin a full round prayer, intoning nasally and like a scholar's lecture, boring and dull.

"St. Cuthbert, blessed amongst gods, lord of cudgel and club..."

Round 1 Init 6

Cog had 19/21HP, death at -15HP, currently -12HP.

Mounted combat (to avoid one hit on Cog, Ride DC23): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 Fails!

Ride (to land on feet as Cog drops): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Oompff.." Glimmil grunts, rolling in his heavy armor but somehow managing to carry the momentum up to a standing position.

Turning ever so slightly behind himself, he reaches out to his companion and mumbles a quick prayer to the most resplendent Garl to watch over Cog during the battle.

Lay Hands (to stabilize): 1d6 ⇒ 6

Then, with resolve on his face, Glimmil wheels about and marches forward,
tightly gripping his lance.

Move to (H,11). Not sure if that threatens the goblins on the ledge above?

Status:

Cog: -6/21HP
Glimmil: 32/32HP

Round 1, Initiative 2, Location E 7

Atol reaches over and grants Finneas the Guidance of St. Cuthbert.

"Go forth and bring justice to our enemies."

He then takes out his Crossbow.

Round 1, Init 8 {F7 > G8}

Sorry for the delay, all. I've been dealing with an injury by that dastardly Cupid.

Dr. Toffitt drops his blade, draws his bow and shifts to G8, firing at Gob4.

Longbow 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Round 1, init 20

They really hate dogs, don't they.

I don't remember how long ago I cast mage armor but it has probably been an hour.

Silfr will draw and use his wand of Mage Armor.

Round 2

The goblins laugh and mock the party as Cog goes down and the Doctor's bow shot bounces off the ledge.

The goblins on the ground rush the party screaming in glee. Lost in the fervor, they do not even realize their swords clang off everyone's armor. The archers fire at Dyrant and one manages to get hit him. That is just a pinprick though compared to the scorching ray that slips past the goblin and Silfir to catch him in the chest. The goblin now standing at K8 in robes holding a shortspear then retreats 30' down the tunnel into the darkness.

1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4 at Doctor
1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 1 = 15 at Silfir
1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5 at Glimmil
1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 2 + 1 = 13 at Glimmil
1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 2 + 1 = 12 at Glimmil
1d20 + 4 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 - 4 + 1 = 5 at Dyrant
1d20 + 4 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 - 4 + 1 = 19 at Dyrant
1d4 ⇒ 2 damage
1d20 + 4 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 - 4 + 1 = 3 at Dyrant
1d20 + 4 - 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 4 - 4 + 1 + 2 = 13 at Dyrant (Gob 9) - Ranged touch
4d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 3, 2) = 12

Glimmil does not threaten the goblins up on the ledge which provides cover. He does get an attack at one of the goblins that came up to him.

Party is up for Round 2.

New Map

Round 2 Init 20

Finneas moves to stand over Cog and begins attempting to clear off the ledge.

Move to G10 through F9. Attack Gob6.
Silver Morningstar Power Attack
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 62d6 + 7 ⇒ (4, 1) + 7 = 12

Hmm...I'm pretty sure goblin 9 is a jerk.

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19 Concentration Check vs. DC (10+2+12+2) FAIL

Grumbling (and burning), Dyrant will sneer unhappily.

Dyrant will lay hands on himself, 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 healing, fall to the ground (going prone), and pull out a scroll.

"I'm beginning to hate goblins."

Round 2, init 20

Rather than swap wand for sword...

Silfr will strike out at the two goblins in front of him with armor-enhanced fists.

Biped Eidolon comes with two claw natural attacks

Claw1 vs Gob1 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 141d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Claw2 vs Gob1 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 101d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Round 2, Init 8 {G8}

Dr. Toffitt curses in Giant (a terribly gutteral string of monosyllabic words that has something to do with disemboweling one's mother). He drops his bow and pics up his dueling blade, slashing out at Gob1.

Dueling Blade 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Round 1, Initiative 2, Location E 7

Atol reaches over to Doctor Toffit and taps him on the back.
"May the strength* of St. Cuthbert flow through you and strike your enemies!"

*Strength Surge: +1 to any strength related task for the next round (attack, damage, etc.)