The Festival of the Damned

Game Master Green Smashomancer

Posting this for whenever my next turn is, Abel rolls to the side I.E five foot step and then gets up

Just passing by to say I'm still in and waiting to kick that cookie machine's ass!

Azrael swings falling short of his target, Abel tucks and rolls on his way back up thanks to some timely first aid from Seraphina. Lanliss makes contact and add's another hole to the chassis, though the bot seems ready to go still. Mindless in it's pursuit of its order.

Gwynn's body begins to decompose rapidly.

Having seen Abel drop, the guard; Crits "Alfred" McGee aims now at Seraphina.

Sentry: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Grab attempt: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Constrict: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Crits McGee: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
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Round 9

Azrael

Abel

Seraphina

Lanliss

Gear Sentry

Guard 1
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Backing away a few feet, Serephina threw a bolt at the deadly guard.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Azrael, gritting his teeth, brings down his scythe again, praying the Old Lord to guide his blows.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (4, 2) + 7 = 13

Rifle: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Lanliss squeezes the trigger, trying to put another hole in this robot.
Anyone have any electricity?
He shouts.

using stunning fist, move to guard and attack. If the Attack hits guard must make a DC 15 fortitude save or be stunned. A stunned character drops everything held, can’t take actions, loses any Dexterity bonus to AC, and takes a –2 penalty to AC.

Sadly, no. I will be over as soon as i possibly can

Attack non lethal: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

damage: 6 = 6

Azrael tears into the construct, exposing further gears and causing steam to erupt from the sentry.

Abel Delivers a chop to Alfreds neck, further injuring the guard, though he resists the worst of it.

However, Seraphina's follow-up finishes the job before he gets a chance to reassess his position. The blast throws him to the ground hard, and the either very skilled or very lucky combatant is knocked out.

Lanliss lines up another shot unsuccessfully, firing wide in an effort of teamwork.

The sentry continues to swing at its target. The electricity around the robot begins to fade. Next round, debuff goes bye-bye, which I no longer feel apprehensive about.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Grab: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Constrict: 1d6 ⇒ 1
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Round 10

Azrael

Abel

Seraphina

Lanliss

Gear Sentry Xa
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Even reeling from the blow, Azrael manages to evade the thing's grasp with an agile dodge, and retaliates with an upwards slash aimed at the core.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (2, 3) + 7 = 12

rifle: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
damage: 1d10 ⇒ 7
Dammit!

Guys? We're almost there I swear. Just a couple more rounds and we can move on with the plot!

Serephina threw another bolt at the robot.

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

What does the gear sentry do?

I was waiting on Abel. If he doesn't post by later today, I'll bot him this round.

Abel turns his attention to the gear sentry, being a mechanical thing he stops going nonlethal.

attack : 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Azrael does not compensate for the sudden surge of energy the Sentry gains as it evades his slash...

Right into Abels wheel kick, which creates a resounding thud as his leg bounces off of the machine.

Seraphina steadies her aim to track her target, and sheers the bronze top hat right off of the death machine. Coincidentally, a phrase I'm proud to be able to say thanks to this game. This does not however appear to weaken it noticeably. Also, I'm pretty sure you should deal 2d6 instead of 1 due to the scaling of your blast.

1d6 ⇒ 3

Gwynn's body is nearly mummified.

And the mystery is revealed! Gear Sentry Xa attacks Azrael again.

Surprise!: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Grab: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Constrict: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
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Round 11

Azrael

Abel

Seraphina

Lanliss

Gear Sentry Xa
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Azrael briefly turns to the rest and says "C'mon! We need to finish this before reinforcements arrive!" before slashing at the golem again.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

I... I can't even describe how much despair I am feeling.

With my luck, we'll never finish this!
rifle: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
damage: 1d10 ⇒ 8

Serephina sighed at the cosmetic damage she had inflicted

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

We can and will finish this, just remain hopeful

attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Uh, nobody hits the machine this turn. It's god-like agility has returned it seems.

I recommend Abel and Azrael flank it.

If the bot were able to show a sense of confusion, it would be openly displayed.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Grab: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Constrict: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Gear Sentry Xa is unable to hit anybody else either. Hooray?
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Round 12

Azrael

Abel

Serapina

Lanliss

Gear Sentry Xa
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I'll eat the AoOs
Azrael moves to flank the machine with Abel, and wields his scythe once again, but he thinks Could this machine be pitying us?

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 2 = 15
Damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (1, 2) + 7 = 10

I... *muffled weeping in the distance*

Serephina threw another bolt.

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Anyone watching this would be feeling pity. The lady isn't smiling on me today.
Rifle: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
damage: 1d10 ⇒ 2
Lanliss sighs.

Abel Attacks

Focus your attacks, we can do this!

attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
damage: 6 = 6

Azraels lament continues this round, luckily dodging a bullet in a very literal manner as Lanliss fires wide in order to avoid his allies.

Abel cracks the plating on the machine as he strikes.

Seraphina deals noticable damage this time. Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2 Remember to roll both of your damage dice.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Dam: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Grab: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Constrict: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
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Round 13

Azrael

Abel

Seraphina

Lanliss

Gear Sentry Xa
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C'mon guys, we're almost there!

Abel continues to attack

attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Seeing and hearing the robot's shell cracking reinforces Azrael's effort, and he wields his scythe again.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 2 = 19
Damage: 2d4 + 7 ⇒ (2, 1) + 7 = 10

If this were a RL game I would have already threw the dice. Let's hope a 19 does the job.

The combative mechanical guard swings for the last time, the teams combined desire to destroy the Gear Sentry has finally come to fruition. The thing stops almost too suddenly, vibrantly crackling with electricity for but a second. The next moment, it falls to pieces in place, lights off.

Its abdomen opens up to reveal a well secured tray of cookies.

But they're oatmeal raisin.

Cookies? Serephina snorted in disgust and moved over to the downed members of the party, looking to see if there was anything she could do to help them, or if it was too late.

Heal: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Gwynn's body is very much unsalvageable. The other members of the party are well off enough however.

As the roboguard falls and reveals the cookie tray Azrael smiles to himself "I knew there were cookies inside you. Too bad they were they had Evil dressing!"

The paladin gives himself a split moment to taste sweet,sweet victory (i.e. complete opposite to oatmeal raisin, eeugh) before dashing to Gwynn and much to his sorrow make sure he can't do anything for her.

"We can't leave her here, she deserves a proper burial" he says as he walks up to the guard and takes their cloak -if they have, if not assume I take some clothing- to roll Gwynn. Charging her on his shoulder, he waits for the rest to continue their escape.

Abel takes a cookie happily chomping down, Oatmeal raisin, delicious. looking over to Gwynn, sighing Indeed, though here is not the place. we should take her and go

"We'll return and deal with this drill when we're back to strength," Serephina agreed.

Azrael can make use of a tarp found in the corner of the factory floor, cutting it into the necessary size to carry a body.

How does the party collectively vote? If you recall, a basement level to the factory was mentioned, but you have in fact met Morganna's parameters for success.

The sun has begun setting outside, the pink and orange hues fill the sky between buildings, the loud churning of machinery stifles the experience somewhat.

Lanliss whispers a prayer to the Elemental Lady. After he is finished, he walks to the Sentries body and spits on it.
So.... what do we do about Gwynn? Recruit another player, or ask the player to make another PC
We should go. We lost a lot already.

So.... what do we do about Gwynn? Recruit another player, or ask the player to make another PC

Oh, don't worry about that, let me worry about blank. *GM Vagueness intensifies*

Serephina nodded. She doubted they were in any shape to fight whatever was in the basement, down in numbers and strength as they were.

The team leaves the clanging sounds of factory life behind, Azraels elects to carry Gwynns body back home from the site of combat. You all find your way out of the area to a tram station, and for once it's the human getting the odd looks.

The gates to the Ainsworth Estate open before you. The servants seem to make a point to stay away from you. Where does the party go?

Abel detects as evil until the worst kind of cookie passes through his system. No other effect.

I do believe we have mid to high level spellcasters in the Ainsworth House, am I right? I ask because Azrael may go all "prodigal son" and demand Gwynn's corpse is magically preserved until his family can be contacted and a burial prepared. Oh, and as a Paladin he will want to exert justice after things are cleared with Morgana relating the factory and the owners.

The party is met at the door by Bishop, who escorts you to an ornate door, after knocking the entrance to a spacious office with an equally intricate desk. The legs carved to depict an epic battle between the forces of heaven and hell. The artist was apparently given the instruction to "liven paperwork up a it." Behind it patiently sits Morganna, in a chair to the side sits a Dwarven man. He sits at nearly the same height as Morganna, with gold bands around the braids of his earthy beard. And when I say earthy, I do mean that there appears to be dust coming off of it as the beard sways back and forth.

Nice to see... most of you. I'd like to introduce you to Lathian Linyaxe. CEO of Lockiron Company. The dwarf gets up.

Evening all. How ya goin'? I heard you folks were looking into our old factory? And sits just as quickly.

Azrael steps forward to shake Lathian's hand "Indeed, maester, but I must ask... what are your stakes on our travel there?" he says as he looks to Morgana, looking for a sign that makes him understand the level of freedom of speech for this meeting.

Also, Knowledge(Nobility) to see if I know of this CEO, because I figured Kn(Nobility) applies to the high society and famous people. If not next level I'll pick Knowledge(Gossip) ^^

Knowl(Nobility): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Not as bad as during combat, but still... can I get above ten soon?

Know: Nobility is fine. No need to split Knowledge up more.

I- He's cut off by Morganna, Bishop now by her side.

I asked Mr. Linyaxe to come by as it was his decision to leave the machinery behind. I'd like him to understand that every choice in business has consequences. What those choices have led to so far, we have yet to know.

Lathian nods glumly. Yah.

The noblewoman seems content to let the group begin saying whatever they have to say.

Anyone else with Know: Nobility is free to roll as well. 12 gets you the same info as Azrael got.

Hello. My name is Lanliss.
Lanliss nods.
It appears a gang is using the machinery for nefarious purposes. Would you know what they would want with a drill?

I would expect someone to dig with a drill. Morganna responds, dry as the summer desert.

Gang?! J'ya get names from the blokes? Er, did you just scare them off? Lathian seems unnerved by this news.

know.Nob: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Names,names Boron,Graymand, O'Sullivan. I believe those names seemed rather important to them Abel seems only half listening to the conversation

Graymand... Bishop states, turning to face Morganna who responds by simply ushering the party to continue.

"They are using the drills to brek into the Root-font." Azrael adds. "Probably to access the tunnel complex. But what do they want there?"

Tell me about this tunnel complex, is it used by anyone? how far does it run?