The Eye of Eons (Inactive)

Game Master Chyrone

Yes, that's a crit confirm.
Extra positive: 1d6 ⇒ 1

*Facepalm* XD

Grint, headshot for all you're worth, it's got 1 hp left.

Grint aims at the creature with a single sot at its head. "Let's hope it stays dead with an Arrow lodged in its skull."

Single Shot, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 171d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

That it does, a well placed arrow to the eye drops over the last zombie.

One of the zombies, both wearing an orderly uniform, had a note in his pocket.

Lyssa swipes off the ick the zombie's tongue left on her arm.
"Yuck, disgusting!"

The room appears to have been used as a small prison, but with the blue thing and the zombies, it was more likely to be an experimental ground.

Aside from the bodies, nothing of note is found within the room.

Last bit on the floor, get ready.

Sabel shivers. "This place is so depressing."

Lilly: "That is a void kitty, they are bad.", as she gestures at the Akata. She turns her head around, eyes observing nothing in particular.
"Can you hear them....whispering from the shadows?"
Point to whoever gets the reference.

Lyssa frowns; "We have another hallway left. I feel the need to smack some shady people around. No time for loitering Lilly, come along."

Any buffing and the like, now is the time.

Nothing to buff. EXCEPT! Elsa casts Light on something for Grint. Also, is Mage Armor still working?

Pff ^^.....
Yes, MA is still working.

*Ominous tension inducing music*

Before heading back, Father Burdock uses his wand of CLW on Lyssa.

As you continue down the hallway west, a chanting can be heard.
"ຫນຶ່ງໃນທີ່ຍິ່ງໃຫຍ່, ໄດ້ຍິນຄໍາອະທິຖານຂອງພວກເຮົາ.
ພວກເຮົາຜູ້ຮັບໃຊ້ຂອງທ່ານຈະ ວິທີການຂອງທ່ານ."

Before you is a great door, decorated with a crude picture of the terrible creature you saw in the mental projection, received earlier from Lilly after she translated the scroll.

Sabel grabs her bow, Lyssa tightens her fists, before she pushes open the heavy door. The old hinges creak, despite it, there's still chanting.
The room is a great hall, similar to that where you had your fight with "Fear".

What you see is a man in a red robe, standing at an altar, beside him stands a slightly taller man in a jetblack robe. The one in jetblack is seemingly instructing him. Standing in wait a woman in robes, the hood just slightly back.

A number of people in what look like patient gowns stand idly around a pool of red liquid. As they chant, a shimmering black circle appears before the altar and from it comes an unearthly humming. One of them steps forward and lets himself fall, submerging into the red liquid, a red funnel of perhaps blood then emerges and flies towards the black circle, slightly increasing it. The black robed makes a gesture at you.
"In the name of the great Yog-Sothoth, should we meet again, i, brother Asgar will personally enjoy your torment. I bid you all goodbye.", he and the nurse disappear via a portal.

From the altar, you are greeted.
Red robey: "Ah, my uninvited guests. Yet not unexpected. Welcome to your final night on this plane. Even YOU, Lilly, we had great plans for YOU. Now, KILL THEM!"
A few figures overseering the ceremony turn towards you. One is quite broad. It's clothing bulging in a weird way, the clothes rip, revealing a monstrosity. A disgustingly twisted medium broadbuilt humanoid, with dark blue skin, 2 sharp claws and two writhing tentacles on its shoulders. Its lower jaw able to seperate as it watches you with 6 disgusting eyes on its visage. It roars at you as the red robed uncorks a bottle and drinks it, to vanish.

Sacrifices, round 1.

Cult leader does ??
Grint
Cultists
Tyrant
Lyssa & Sabel
Elsa
Father Burdock.

Grint man, shoot something!

Grint moves in and shoots a single shot at the monstrosity, since it is the Obvious threat.

Single shot, Deadly Aim: 2d20 + 8 ⇒ (19, 11) + 8 = 381d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

He then looks around quickly to survey the other persons of interest.
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

"Guys? We've got that madwoman and that psycho director over here!"

You've missed that DC by 7. ;)

Sacrifices, round 1.

Cult leader does ??
Grint shoots at the Tyrant, hitting once for 3.
Cultists
Blue steps a bit closer: "You will die here."
Cause Fear vs Lyssa, DC15 Will Lyssa: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Fail.
Red also moves a bit closer and starts chanting.

Bold are up.

Strange, originally my check made a 21 for Perception and a 24 for attack. Also seems I ticked a 2 instead of a 1 on my attack roll when I edited it.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Oh no you dont! Elsa rushes into the room near the lit brazier and hurls a bolt of ice and snow at the robed caster

Snowball: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23 Eat Ice Sucka: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 3) = 6 and DC 17 Fort vs Staggered

Fort: 1d20 ⇒ 12
Focus: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
The caster loses his spell and is staggered.

Father Burdock's turn.

Pushing forward.
Father Burdock moves up to the Tyrant to smack him with his hammer.
Hammer vs Tyrant: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18Dmg: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7, he hits for 7.
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Sacrifices, round 2.
Another entranced patient plunges himself into the pool, another stream of red flows into the portal ad expands it a little.

Cult leader??
Somewhere words are muttered and a faint shimmering comes upon the Tyrant.

Grint takes a 5-foot step to the north-west and fires two arrows at the monster before him.

Rapid Shot, PBS, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 211d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 61d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Sacrifices, round 2.

Another entranced patient plunges himself into the pool, another stream of red flows into the portal ad expands it a little. 2 down.

Cult leader??
Somewhere words are muttered and a faint shimmering comes upon the Tyrant.
Grint shoots two arrows into the hulk before him, albeit the 2nd only just.
Cultists
Blue casts a spell: "Dark one, grant us strength."
Bless.
Red (staggered); "Go..", a little weasel jumps from his robes.
It runs towards the group, stopping near Elsa's feet. Red 5ft steps for cover between the statues.
Tyrant rages against the one who put arrows in it.
Claw vs Grint: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 = 26Dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Claw vs Grint: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 1 = 19Dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Tentacle: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 10Dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Tentacle: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 3Dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Hitting Grint for a nasty one on his arm.
Sabel steps to Father Burdock and shoots an arrow at the Tyrant.
Shot, into melee: 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 8 - 4 = 6Sting: 1d8 ⇒ 6
Lyssa hurries back to the action.
Elsa
Father Burdock

Bold are up.

Elsa takes a 5' step south and hurls a snowball at Blue

RTA: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 Cold: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 2) = 9 DC 17 Fort or staggered

Fort: 1d20 ⇒ 15
Blue takes an ice attack near his heart and is staggered, only barely standing now.

Father Burdock's turn.

Burdock casts Bull's Strength on Lyssa +4 Strength, then moves towards the blue cultist.

With Father Burdock's boon, Lyssa negates her loss of strength.
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A 3rd patient submerges into the pool, another thick stream of blood erupts from the pool and the portal grows, so does the eerie humming.

Sacrifices, round 3.

Cultist leader: You hear more words, the Tyrant seems to get a faint shine. It also roars at you all, eyeing you all.

Grint takes another 5-foot step, this time north-west and fires twice at the blue cultist.

"Those sacrifices seem to do no good, I'll take out those cultists, keep that thing off of me Lyssa!"

Rapid Shot, PBS, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 161d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 81d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Sacrifices, round 3.

Cultist leader: You hear more words, the Tyrant seems to get a faint shine. It also roars at you all, eyeing you all.
Grint shoots two rapid arrows at blue. The 1st arrow puts him down, the second hits his neck before he has properly reeled over to fall.
Cultist
Red casts a spell.
Cause Fear vs Father Burdock, DC15
Will Burdock: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22 Pass
Red's weasel moves into Elsa's square and hops for her arm.
Bite+ auto-grapple: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17Nibble: 1d3 - 4 ⇒ (3) - 4 = -1
Elsa is now grappled, a weasel is hanging on her arm, watching her with beady eyes. 1 nl dmg.
Tyrant goes full on against Lyssa, who takes only a small hit on her shoulder.
Claw, blessed.: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 6 + 1 = 24Dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Claw, blessed.: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 = 8Dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Tentacle, blessed.: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 12Slap: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Tentacle, blessed.: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 13Slap: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Sabel starts summoning a monster.
Lyssa flurries back.
Punch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15Dmg: 1d6 + 4 + 1d4 ⇒ (4) + 4 + (2) = 10
Punch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7Dmg: 1d6 + 4 + 1d4 ⇒ (4) + 4 + (1) = 9
Powerful as they are, the punches fail to connect.
Elsa & Father Burdock

Bold are up

GM, next time when that happens please direct the second attack to a creature that matters. If Grint would see the first Arrow knockout/kill someone he wouldn't put a second one in them. Waste of arrows.

Sure, though this one spared Lyssa a smack of 8 hurt.

Escape Grapple: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Elsa throws off the little creature I get like a +8 from size difference alone. and moves behind Sabel

*squeak*, the weasel drops onto the floor, though Elsa's sleeve has some minor rips from the weasel's teeth.

Father Burdock's turn.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

"Bah, that thing's shielded now!

Burdock moves over to the middle of the group of patients and prepares to grab the next that tries to jump in.

Move action to sheath hammer, 5' step, then ready action to grapple.

Readied Grapple: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Not sure if they're armed, if so, Burdock will provoke an AoO

I now have this image of Father Burdock taking a broad rugby stance for an incoming ball.

Father Burdock gets ready.
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Father Burdock's guess pays up, as he now holds a patient firmly at the mid. Escape grapple, DC15: 1d20 ⇒ 9
The patient fails to escape.
Lilly (Confident side):"Take down that geezer! He must be the driving force behind that big freak!"

Sacrifices, round 4.

"Silence, insolent girl!"
Perc. Father Burdock: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Perc. Grint: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
Grint is able to determine the man is possibly on one of the squares marked with a halo.
Ref Lyssa: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25>Pass
Ref Sabel: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13>Falls prone
A 10x10ft patch of slick appears underneath Lyssa & Sabel.
Grint
Red & Weasel
Tyrant
Sabel (prone) & Lyssa
Elsa & Father Burdock

Grint's turn.

Grint steps 5 feet north-east and aims his bow at the other cultist that is apparently helping this ritual go on and fires twice at him/her.

Should be within 30 feet by my calculations, will incorporate -2 for soft cover.

Rapid shot, PBS, Deadly Aim, Cover: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 - 2 = 101d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 - 2 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

D20 mentions soft cover is +4 AC, +2 is for partial cover, when more than half the target is visible. Luckily, you'd hit him on 14.

Sacrifices, round 4.

"Silence, insolent girl!"
Perc. Father Burdock: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Perc. Grint: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
Grint is able to determine the man is possibly on one of the squares marked with a halo.
Ref Lyssa: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25>Pass
Ref Sabel: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13>Falls prone
A 10x10ft patch of slick appears underneath Lyssa & Sabel.
Grint shoots two arrows at the other cultist, 1 arrow misses but the 2nd puts the cultist down.
Weasel scurries away, having no master anymore.
Tyrant goes full.
Claw, blessed: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13Dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Claw, blessed: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 = 18Dmg: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Tentacle, blessed: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 16Dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Tentacle, blessed: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 6Dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
This time, Lyssa remains unharmed.
Sabel tries to stand up. Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22
She decides to move into the hall, at half speed, for a better angle.
Acrobatics, DC10: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 - 4 = 19
Lyssa flurries.
Punch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17Dmg: 1d6 + 4 + 1d4 ⇒ (3) + 4 + (4) = 11
Punch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18Dmg: 1d6 + 4 + 1d4 ⇒ (6) + 4 + (3) = 13
To no avail.
Elsa & Father Burdock

Bold are up.

Elsa hurls ice at the same cultist that Grint targeted

RTA: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12Cold: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Burdock will maintain the grapple and drag the guy away.

Grapple: 1d20 + 4 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 5 = 24

Moving 10' away

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The cultist Grint shot at went down, but with the into melee it wouldn't hit the Tyrant.

Father Burdock drags away the patient, who ceases his escape attempts.
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Though delayed, like a machine the patients continue, a 4th slumps in.

Sacrifices, round 5.

Cultist leader arrogantly laughs.
"Haha, soon, soon a seed will take root."

Father Burdock can estimate he's likely at the halo.
Grint
Tyrant
Sabel & Lyssa
Elsa & Father Burdock

Grint's turn.

Grint steps 5 feet to the east and takes two shots at the abomination threatening Lyssa.

Rapid Shot, PBS, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 171d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 41d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Sacrifices, round 5.

Cultist leader arrogantly laughs.
"Haha, soon, soon a seed will take root."

Father Burdock can estimate he's likely at the halo.
Grint manages to shoot and hit the Tyrant.
Tyrant turns around, angry at the one who hit him, yet again.
5ft step north.
Claw, blessed: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13Scratch: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Claw, blessed: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 = 21Scratch: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Tentacle, blessed: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 5Slam: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Tentacle, blessed: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 - 5 = 9Slam: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Grint is hit once by a claw for 6.
Sabel shoots an arrow. Shot, into melee: 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 8 - 4 = 9Sting: 1d8 ⇒ 6
Lyssa 5ft steps.
Acrobatics to move from grease, half spd: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Punch, flank: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 2 = 14Dmg: 1d6 + 3 + 1d4 ⇒ (6) + 3 + (2) = 11
Elsa & Father Burdock

Bold are up.

Realizing he's not enough to stop all of the enthralled patients, Burdock grabs his hammer as he moves up to smite the foe with dwarven steel. "Your tyranny ends here!", he shouts!

Hammer @ Cultist in Halo: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 5 + 1 = 26
Miss chance >50 is hit: 1d100 ⇒ 84
Damage on hit: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 1 = 14
Extra damage on crit: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 1) + 4 = 7

Unconfirmed, but a hit.

Father Burdock's hammer hits someone, as a dull ugh sounds.

Elsa's turn.

Elsa assists Burdock in defeating the cultist Elemental Ray: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 but her ray flies wide. Annoyed, she draws her scroll of Ear Piercing Scream

Grint sees Father Burdock attacking a place in the empty air and actually hitting something/someone.

He takes a step away from the abomination and aims his bow for the same place as Father Buurdock attacked and fires twice in rapid succession.

Rapid Shot, PBS, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 181d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Miss chance 1-50: 1d100 ⇒ 57
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

You're counting on the guy to remain still after taking a hit?

With an icy ray hitting the wall, the round closes.
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The 5th entranced sacrifice slumps in.
Lilly, visibly under some influence or effect, moves back 5 ft and takes a running jump. Acrobatics: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30
She makes an unnatural leap, landing near Father Burdock.
<I...can....delay...briefly.>
میرے دفاع میں، قوت کی ڈھال.

Sacrifices, round 6.

Cultist leader; "Finish them, quickly!"
Words are muttered.

One more hit on the leader is enough.
If not, the 6th victim's in.

Elsa hurls her final blast of ice at the "cultist leader" Elemental Ray: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14 Cold: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

The cover provided by both Lilly and Father Burdock is ample protection for Elsa's ice ray.

Father Burdock, swing that dwarven steel!

Dwarven steel: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 5 + 1 = 23
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

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He has invisibility, a roll please.

Moving 5 feet north away from the monstrosity threatening him, Grint will aim and shoot desperately at the same square he heard the sounds earlier from and where his Arrow seemed to have vanished.

Weird huh? suddenly your Arrow hitting something and disappearing. You'd suspect that Arrow is sticking out.

Rapid Shot, PBS, Deadly Aim: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 181d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Miss Chances 1-50: 1d100 ⇒ 991d100 ⇒ 50

Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 41d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Guess i'll have to roll for Father Burdock.

Dwarven hit?: 1d100 ⇒ 99
Hmm, well that's over with. Of course it would be more a victory if the GM didn't roll it on your behalf ^^.

Father Burdock swings his hammer, "Ugh...nooooo...", and hits the cultist leader. The invisibility is dispelled, the battered body of the robed one lies on the floor. Much to your relief, the Tyrant dissipates and vanishes from the room.

The portal hums still, but the patients seemingly slowly stop chanting and faint, as if the robed man being awake kept them going. A stronger hum sounds, making your ears hurt, before the portal slowly shrinks and disappears.

Lilly's walks up to the man.
"The servant-captor lies defeated, does this signify my freedom?"

Lyssa: "Let's not get ahead of ourselves Lilly, we still....", she notices Lilly's restraints are loose. She herself just looks back with her confused shy face.
Sabel: "When did she....get out of those? Wait...she cast a spell just before the end of this, didn't she?"

Lilly: "She got us unstrained, but no harm is wished upon liberty's heralds."
Lyssa: "Yes.....well, i think we should check up on those sisters and the smith. Unless anybody wants to do anything down here."

Elsa says Indeed. We have completed our task yes? Lilly you are free now?

Elsa casts Read Magic to identify the scrolls, and she takes them for safekeeping.

She shows her straightjacket now loose and drops it to the ground, wearing only simple clothing. The collar drops just a second afterwards.

Sabel eyes it warily, "You were restrained by a special straightjacket and an anti-magic collar."

Lilly rubs her wrists and shrugs.
"Yet...there is no specific place to call home. Traveling has been life. Mayhaps you require a translation of anything else?"

Sorry about that!, posted before I headed out to run a PFS game for some new players.

"That was the agreement, and a Toragite's word is oath.", Burdock answering Lilly's request.

"Hmm... now what to do with this place. There are still some good men and women here that want to do good work, but I'm not sure about what to do with this place."

"The good-willing nurses and staff might help patients in another facility, though I don't think we should let this place remain open. Considering the ghosts and evil acts and such."

Ghosts? Interesting, since the only ghost encountered had only manifested itself to Elsa.
You are done down here?