Would it get an AOO then?
"Cover and Attacks of Opportunity: You can’t execute an attack of opportunity against an opponent with cover relative to you."
Noro seems concerned with finding this wizard. she starts to search the area she last saw him, looking for signs as to where he went.
The spells themselves have been significantly and apparently unsuccessfully altered by the mage you are seeking if the meandering notes and scribbled curses in the margin are any indication. You could probably learn some information about the mage and his methods if you had a few minutes to study this book.
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pel:31 (retreat)
The right Elemental strikes at Pel and misses. He retaliates and manages to hit it again with his claws, but the flames are becoming just too much. The left elemental swings at the tanned human causing so much trouble and connects (for 4 damage and the save).
Pelgrev retreats a step and shouts at Ariana who casts a spell under the elementals. An area of slick grease coats the ground! The right elemental manages to keep his feet, but the left stumbles. You never thought you'd see fire fall, but there it goes!
[ooc]Freia up (and then everyone else). Left elemental is prone. Freia - The elemental's essences start to flicker slightly. They are now entering the Fighting off Death range of their hitpoints (more than 4 but below 1/3 hp).
Friea whines in fear as the flames continue to lick her skin. But she could not, would not, cover in fear. She sensed the life departing from the elemental - and it was time to put out the fire! Resolutely, she stepped up to the raging inferno and drove her frosty blade straight into it. Arcane power gave her accuracy and speed, for no sooner then the first blow struck a spell was on her lips and the sword soared downwards again.
"Die!!"
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not sure if that book is important or not she slips it into her sachel to bring back.
looking down at the others, Quit playing with the fire and letsh get moving, we have a misshion to get to, and a wizshard to find.
Noro then goes to find more books that she can save from the flame.
With the immediate fires quelled, the guard sheathes his rapier, shouting a reply to the slurring tear, "The lot of us need to regroup. The wizshard has had plenty of time to prepare something nasty for our arrival. Charging off will only get us dead."
Beating at some of the roaring fires, he takes a quick search of the nearby shelves looking for any books that might be connected to the runewell itself or the wizard's plot. He calls down over the balcony as he does so, "Put those damn things out! Quickly now, the bastards are starting to sputter."
You find Gideon Mithrilpot’s Adventurers’ Cookbook, Anniversary Edition – a famous work from a now-deceased adventuring chef, which includes the recipes to properly cook naturally dangerous and venomous creatures such as wyverns and gorgons. Gives a +4 insight bonus to Profession (Chef) when used to prepare “exotic” foods (loosely defined as anything “uncommon” or “rare” for a knowledge DC check). Includes autograph that reads “Thanks for not eating ME! -G. Mithrilpot”
This book's pages are especially worn around the chapters concerning magical pots, pans, and cauldrons. Perhaps the Mage was trying to distill some insight in the containment vessel for his own Well, or perhaps the one he found and is now trying to activate. Either way, this book may be helpful.
Zayid keeps swinging while Aboki goes after the last small menace.
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Mezzen releases another blast of freezing cold at the monster and, finally, gets lucky. The blast impacts the things center mass and it writhes in anguish. Seeing a window of opportunity, the lithe half-elf leaps from the balcony and dashes at the monster. A single swing of her deadly curved blade tears the elemental asunder and it vanishes in a wave of heat.
Zayid also lands his hit to the sorely disabled one, bringing it much closer to death. Ariana casts, but the spell is resisted. The elemental struggles to get up. Zayid sees it's rise and ends it with a single, mighty downward stroke. The guidarme's curved blade sunders the elemental's core just as Ms. Davenport's did to it's companion. It too screeches before bursting in a wave of heat.
As soon as the fire elemental goes down Freia drops prone and tries to put out the fire licking her clothes and skin. After a few seconds of frantic kicking and rolling, the flames finally dies down and she mewls a sigh of relief. She lays down for a few seconds more, with her eyes shut, just breathing deep breaths before she feels collected enough to sit up. Fire. Why must everything be or turn into fire?! As she stood up she looked around, gathering her thoughts as well as her wits.
"Let's start by clearing a fire road - to stop it from spreading!"
First we prevent it from gaining more fuel ...
The last small elemental goes down with a squeak and a puff of smoke.
Glad to see that some of the others had similar ideas, Freia joined the firefighting efforts in the earnest. With gritted teeth she first discharged the remaining charges of ice magic from her sword at the edges of the fire, before moving on to conventional means using her cloak as a thick blanket to choke out the smaller fires.
As soon as the elemental is disposed of, Zayid falls to the ground and rolls around, intent on putting out the fire as soon as possible. After a few seconds he manages to get it out, but not before the flames do more harm. Once the fire is out he takes a few ragged breaths before shaking his head and trying to move to help the others.
Freia's magic does a lot to quench the fires on the left and then Zayid joins her. In general, you are making progress. Halsanna leads the charge on the right and the hands on that side manage to stem the tide of flame.
Halsanna's book checks from earlier:
The first you spot, and tell Kalaam to grab is Your Best Friend's Diary, a plain looking book with an easily opened lock that is enchanted with detect thoughts and fills in the pages with your own memories about "your friend".
Known to cause trouble by confirming the readers worst fears. Hopefully, this book still contain's the mages'.
The second is the valuable Chronicle of Croniclers. It is a thick, heavy book bound in worn leather and is a copy of the names of all Pathfinder Society Pathfinder Chroniclers and their accomplishments. How it managed to get out of Absolom is a mystery. It is a surprisingly good read and provides details on many exotic locales that used to be rather dangerous, but might be worth a visit now. Just seeing a copy of it here made your heart skip a beat.
You are able to quench the flames with several minutes of exhausting work. Many books are severely damaged, but your wisdom in switching to the smaller elementals has saved many valuable tomes.
The center table turns out to be where most of the solid information is kept. You are definitely dealing with a Thassalonian Wrath mage here and he is extremely close to finishing the activation of his Well.
He has an accomplice, however. A certain raven haired lady who recently set up a fake boating company as cover to commit several docklands murders. In fact, you find evidence among his diary and several half-burned records that links him or his lady friend to every one of the famous Docklands Murders.
Most importantly, however, you manage to find a map. There are two areas that must be struck simultaneously in order to shut down the ritual. The upper Focus Chamber and the lower Pool. It is likely that the mage is in the upper chamber. The female, being the warrior of the two, could be anywhere.
When the fire finally dies down Freia sobs in relief and sits down again. She brushed the soot away from her face and clothes and took a healthy sip from her water bottle before taking a look around and for the first time taking actual stock of the situation. We have some allies, and we know where to head and put an end to this. That is good ... But first, their wounds needed to be tended to if they were to make it further. She retrieved the wand and used it first to close her own wounds - then stood up and headed over to heal Zayid. Then there was time to decide what to do.
From behind the still silver mask Freia took a good look at the other team before responding. She recognized a pair of them, but the others where new. Mercenaries are short-sighted, no doubt. she guessed. Clearing her throat she looked up at the half-elf. "You seem to be the only archer - yes." Then the alchemical weapon - hesitating for a moment before picking it up. No sense in declining well-intentioned aid. "We have other ways to deal with a mage, but another option never hurts!"
Noro makes her way to the rest of the group.
she takes a look at the map. unlessh there are objectionsh, I want to take out thish warrior lady. she ish mosht likely in thish shection. indicating the lower pool.
the finger wigglersh should go after the wizshard, fight magic with magic. and warriors are besht taken down... with my fishts.
Noro seems a little anxious to have a real fight.
A bit more searching and fitting the mage's plan together reveals that the Mage has been laying traps and misinformation in his own documents! Both sites must still be attacked to shut things down, but they need not be struck simultaneously. In fact, due to the maddening waves of fury that emanate from the well, it may be wise to not split your forces.
Freia spends some time pondering over the maps and diagrams, trying to make heads and tails of it all while the wand worked its magic. Speaking of magic, she gives the room a quick sweep with Detect Magic in case there would be any residual clues - or trinkets that could help them. Under that excuse, she also takes a moment to glance at the books to see if any deal with the planes (she hadn't been in such a well stocked library since she was five, and her own heritage interested her) or anything that looked like a good read. The tranquil feeling of browsing books in a lavish library helped sooth her frayed nerves and when she returned she actually felt calm. Time to put an end to this then.
"Noro, if you get a good grip of either of the pair - you should be able to keep them down, right ? I can slow down the fighter with my spells to rein her in..."
Freia finds:
1) The Summoner's Guide to Deals. This book contains a hugely detailed guide on how to make a planar contract airtight. It is a required read in the Golarion Law School. Reading it gives a +3 bonus to Perception and Sense Motive checks to realize that the summon is trying to get out of a deal.
And, with detect magic,
2) The Necronomnomnomicon- a recipe book for ghouls and zombies likely originating in Geb. The face on the front of this foul work will bite the hand of a living being holding it unless they pass a DC 15 Reflex Save (1d2 dmg)
Freia picks up The Summoner's Guide - it might contain some details of what she was looking for. But the other book she simply dropped on the floor as soon as its nature became apparent, relying on the last seconds of her wand to mend the small but embarrassing bite wound.
"Noro, if you get a good grip of either of the pair - you should be able to keep them down, right ? I can slow down the fighter with my spells to rein her in..."
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Wizshard or fighter, no differenshe, I can smash either one.
The journal reveals what most casters fear: grappling. He has turned to summons mostly because he wants things to tear grapplers off him.
The party proceeds down the dark, damp tunnels. Once out of the library the stone turns back to the old worked stone of the sewer tunnels outside the arcane doors. Only by following the directions on your pieced together map do you avoid calamity. The tunnels are full of deadly traps and pitfalls, some still containing the remains of unfortunate tunnel vermin. Waves of fury and confusion roll over you as you get closer and they become harder and harder to resist. There are a few altercations as one or another of you looses their cool, but it quickly passes.
After many tense minutes of walking, you come upon signs of activity. A dull red light is coming from the window of a iron door at the end of a particularly damp and putrid tunnel.
Noro just wants to get her hands around either of thier necks. fearsh being grappled huh? well then, letsh shee if I can jushtify thoshe fearsh. she mutters.
This is it!
The ominous red light in the distance indicated that the ritual was close. And active...
The quiet elf, as usual, has little interaction beyond murmurs of awe for the magical prowess shown by the more experienced Sorrows. As the door's wards fade and she steps within, her eyes light up with glee at the treasure of books within. The look quickly turns to displeasure at the elementals wreaking havoc and she throws herself into the fray, spraying magic from her fingertips.
At the end of the battle, she walks through the shelves, touching the spines of rare texts she recognizes but seeing nothing that would help with the current situation. She glances over Freia's shoulder at the book and raises an eyebrow. ”Summoning. Cute.”
The traps, pitfalls and rats evoke no response from the cold wizard. Her expression hidden behind the mask, she speaks rarely and is cold toward the city watch. After the arguments from their previous encounter, she had no desire to thank them for their help—much less speak to them, at least for the moment.
Of course, with the Runewell's powerful emotional waves, much of Ariana's coldness was a shield. She could feel fury at the city watch assisting them. Fury with her companions for little, mild disagreements in the past. Fury with the city for putting her in this position and, more than any other, fury for whoever summoned the elementals to burn the library.
“A red light? Ominous...and cliché. They know we are coming, we should hit them hard and do it quickly. Focus on high priority targets first, we don't want anyone escaping who will cause trouble.”
Stepping closer to Zayid, Ariana slides a scroll from her satchel. ”I've been saving this for a prepared situation. Now seems a good time.” She casts Magic Weapon on Zayid's guisarme, enchanting it to +1 for 1 minute.
"Cliché... " Now that she mentioned it, Erol *shudder* did actually employ plenty of red light too." "I hope it isn't merely a trap or distraction."
Whenever the time comes to do so, Freia will approach the door cautiously and as quietly as she can manage.