The Red Arm of Absalom - Ongoing Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master GM Red

"Haan, Acharya!"* Lost in the overwhelming exhilaration of taking down one of the demons and Wormgnash revealing his true form, Gallix slips back into the habit of speaking to his old master from back on Jalmeray. Just as Gallix is getting excited, though, Wormgnash sends out a wave of energy to sap away his strength.

Will save, PfE: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 1 + 2 = 22 Clutch!

Gallix staggers from the pulse of negative energy that washes over himself and Uesugi, but manages to resist the worst of its effects.

Will Save for half damage: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 5 + 1 = 19
Defensive Dragon Aid Another Attaaaaaack!: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 - 4 = 16

"Behold the wrath of DRAGONS, and quiver, worm!" The parrot weaves back and forth determinedly in the worm's face, distracting it so that Uesugi may attack.

This provokes since the guy apparently took a five foot step back.

Aid Another +2, Luck +1, Longjing's AC is 21

Acrobatics to move across grease: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Cup wanted to whip, but she could not get in close enough. So, instead, she looks through Uesugi and Gallix's legs and skates along the grease, casting a grease spell of her very own under the Worm.

"You really are an oily character! How good are you at standing in your own grease?"

[DC 14 Reflex on Wormface]

Reflex save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Wormgnash bends and twists his demonic body and stays up. "Foolish girl, I was hoping the fey would destroy the likes of you. Even better, now I have an extra body to borrow. I've always wanted to be a stupid gnome!" He drools bile as he laughs at Cup.

Acrobatics: 1d20 ⇒ 12
The red dretch makes his way through the grease, but has no time to attack anyone.

Mr. Peppers, Sirettis, Uesugi, and Gallix are up!

Even over the sounds of battle Uesugi can hear the barbarian's laborious breath behind.

Uesugi cuts down across the chest of the oni before him.

katana '2hand'+p.a+aid+song: 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 7 - 1 + 3 + 1 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 4 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 3 + 1 = 9

ouch bad rolls

Sirettis considers her options carefully. She crawls 5 feet through the slippery mud. Or at least she hopes it's mud.
"I've crawled through worse."

She raises her hands to the skies. "Isa, I call upon the frozen winds! Freeze this abomination!"

Spell Resistance: 1d20 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 3 + 4 = 24
Cold Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7
An icy spread bursts around the worm.

Casting Frost Fall. It is staggered for 1 round unless it makes a DC 16 Fort Save. The cold damage is guaranteed, unless it's immune.

Through labored breaths, Gallix nearly assents to Uesugi's plan to take some healing before making any further attacks. That is before the red-eyed demon lumbers across the patch of grease toward his friend, its claws and sharp teeth working their way toward him. "Not quite yet, my friend," he calls back to the samurai as he delivers a series of blows to the dretch.

Flurry MCestus, BW, Mutagen, IC: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 + 2 + 1 = 24 Damage, BW, Mutagen, IC: 1d4 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 + 2 + 1 = 12
Flurry CICesuts, MW, Mutagen, IC: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 5 + 1 + 2 + 1 = 26 Damage, MW, Mutagen, IC: 1d4 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 + 2 + 1 = 9

If that first hit takes the dretch out, could I take back the Flurry and instead use a move action to draw a potion of Cure Moderate, please?

You bet, Gallix.

Fort save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30
The breath of ice is repelled by Wormgnash's body and has no effect on him. "Freeze me? Weak girl, your body will soon be mine and your bird shall be my feast! And other generic evil badguy threat!"

The combination of attacks from Uesugi and Gallix is enough to destroy the red dretch, and Gallix pulls a potion from his pack as the creature melts into bile.

Come on Mr Peppers, let's see a max damage missile.

lol Gallix we should switch places with all that damage youve done the worm would squirm!

Red my attack would have been at Wormgnash. Anytime I use oni it will be in ref to him minions will refer to dretch. Hopefully Gallix still kills it

Seeing the dretch fall makes up Mr Pepper's mind Don't stop blasting! This is what I've been saving these spells for! Remembering these worm demons, like most demons, are resistant to spells, Mr Peppers focuses his power a little longer and a little harder, not enough to sent forth an extra missile, but maybe enough to make those two count. He weaves his hands and speaks his Elven words and lets them fly.

Casting Magic Missile +1 Caster Level/Damage: 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 102d4 + 2 ⇒ (4, 3) + 2 = 9

The missiles are large and bright as they fly towards the worm and the Elf's eyes grow wide and his lips form a smile as they await impact. Instead of a resounding 'THWAP' however they wink out of existence when they come into contact with his sickly skin.

His head slumps and he fidgets with his cloak, narrowing his eyes at the beast, almost as if he's waiting for the pathetic insults.

Damn nice damage roll there too. I burned 1 1st level spell and the 1 arcane point. Not out yet at least!

Uesugi, if your attack was against Wormgnash, you will be subject to Sirettis' spell next round (Any creature that starts your turn within the spell's area takes 1d6 points of cold damage). This is fine as long as you are fine with it. I've also moved your token up to Wormgnash.

Wormgnash takes a slice from Uesugi's blade, splattering Demon's Bile on it! Luckily, the Bile is repelled by the blessed weapon and slides off, creating another puddle of goop. Mr. Peppers can't deal with Wormgnash's spell resistance this time and the missiles are absorbed by his corrupted flesh.

"Elf, let me show you how it's done," Wormgnash taunts as he conjures another dark aura from his body, this time targeting Longjing, Uesugi, and Gallix.

Cast def: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Mass inflict light wounds: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
DC 16 Will save to half... Crossing my fingers for Gallix.. If I could let you borrow my Player Portfolio for a d20 reroll I would!

Red Arm of Absalom vs Wormgnash, Round 3
Sir D. Arthraven is up!
Blue demon
Longjing and Cup
Mr. Peppers, Sirettis

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19 Mr Peppers cringes as Wormgnash begs for another mass inflict light wounds spell, hoping he sends it his way, alas not.

"At least I gained my power through strength of mind, not from licking the clawed toes of Lamashtu! No one holds MY hand and leads me through my trials!"

D. aims his gaze at the blue dretch.

"Next oni is up."

Sand Bullet, inspire: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 1 = 27Impact, inspire: 2d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 4) + 6 + 1 = 17

D blasts a chunk of the blue-eyed dretch's infected flesh off, but it isn't quite enough to take it out.

Acrobatics: 1d20 ⇒ 6
Reflex save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
The creature lumbers forward but gets stuck in the grease his demon brother created.

Longjing, Cup, Mr. Peppers, Sirettis, Uesugi, and Gallix are up

I need will saves from Uesugi, Gallix, and Longjing, and a fort save from Uesugi at the start of his turn for the cold damage

Frostfall ends after my turn.

Sirettis crawls out of one puddle. Her face and rags she calls clothing are covered in goo. It doesn't matter. All that matters is this thing's death. Her allies hold the power to do this, but for now she wanted this thing to sleep.

Spell Resistance: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Sleep forever.

Slumber Hex: Will Save DC 15 or fall asleep for 3 rounds.

Uesugi is blasted with more intense cold, taking 1d6 ⇒ 6 cold damage Fort Save DC 16 for half damage.

"I will assist any who are wounded. Once I get close enough..."

Will save, PfE: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 1 + 2 = 15

Gallix holds the vial of potion to his lips, ready to take a moment of respite after the reddish demon fell beneath his fists. Yet again, however, a wave of negative energy washes over him. Caught unprepared for the blast, Gallix suddenly feels a sensation of weightlessness as the room around him begins to spin and drift upward. He feels the dull thud of his body's impact with the floor, and everything goes dark.

Will save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Well, then.

Wormgnash struggles for a moment as he feels... Off, but Sirettis' hexing stare is beyond his capabilities, and he cannot resist it. Even planar creatures can choose to sleep when it isn't really necessary. Wormgnash curls up into a ball and pleads with his deity, "No... NO! Lamashtu, save me... I will not be defeated.. like... this..."

will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
fort save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Uesugi feels the combined wrath of unholy power of Lamashtu and the frigid winds of Linnorm Kingdom rip through his body. His body almost doubles over in pain but he holds his ground and sets his footing ready to strike down this oni even if it means he will fall.

"Little...dragon...FLLEEE!"

YEAH! No whammies!

"Uesugi! Strike it down! Destroy it now!" Sirettis slams her fist against the floor.

FINISH HIM!!! :D

D. faintly smiles, satisfaction in his eyes, as Wormgnash's eyes close after Sirettis' hex kicks in.

Seeing the 'Worm' crumple and sleep, Mr Peppers redirects his next missile spell at the last remaining toady.

Casting Magic Missile, +1 Caster Level/Damage: 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 212d4 + 2 ⇒ (1, 1) + 2 = 4

He's pretty disappointed in the level of 'pop' it seems to have though.

"Miss Cup get to Gallix quickly!"

Cup watches with horror as Gallix falls.

"Gallix, no!"

Immediate Action:

Cup casts Saving Finale on Gallix!

Gallix's new Will Save: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 2 + 1 = 22

Move Action

She runs in to touch Gallix with her wand, which she draws.

Standard Action

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Will Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

The mighty dragon takes ten damage.

"Rawk!" His tiny feathered body is wracked with pain. "Are you sure you wish me to flee, Noble Steed? I am--" *wheeze* "--built of stern stuff. Though, even a mighty dragon can fall, t'would be in a noble cause."

D. was about to say -parrot-, and won't call it a dragon, and thus:

"Heed a request of warning, flying one."

Standing there he watches as the event unfolds before his frost covered eyes. He can barely feel anything in his body but pain. And even as he tries to set his feet for his next strike against this oni he senses how strong Lamushtu's power is here. With every strike he can almost feel her evil touch weighing upon his blade. It is...unsettling and with each whisper of her name he feels broad strokes of him being ripped away.

He breathes out a cold deep breath. His body had felt shattered like this once before it was when he had first met them all. And when things had seemed dim they had banded together by the sheer will to survive when everything stood against them.

He steps forward slowly only to hear Madame Poshkettle screaming his name...no worse it is the name of the man he considers a brother.

He steps again watching even at the risk of death how the brave little dragon finds enough strength stay aloft urging the samurai forward.

One last step he can taste the foul acrid bile seeping from every pore of this creature. Lifting the katana high he propels himself forward into the direction of the hideous oni regardless of whatever pain he is feeling and as he comes down with the blade he watches it...crumple to the ground. Within less than a blink of eye he instinctively reverses the blade and drives it as deep through the oni as his body will allow him.

coup de grace with bless weapon = max 2d8+8= 24. Fort save = 24+10+4= 38
coup de grace: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (6, 7) + 8 = 21

addendu sorry my bad bless weapon auto confirms crit not max damage hehe that roll makes up for it though DC35

Wait...what's happening? I'm...not out of this?

Gallix's eyes suddenly snap open as the power of Cup's song courses through him and reignite the flames of his will to resist Wormgnash's attack. He turns his head, confused about how it is he is somehow not flat on his back, and sees that his right fist, the one Peppers had blessed with the wand, was planted firmly beneath him, holding him in a three-point stance.

Grinning broadly, he feels Cup's healing restore some of his strength, and he plants his left hand to help launch him back up onto his feet. "HA! Thought you could get rid of me, did you?! Guess you forgot about something. I BROUGHT A LIBRARIAN!!!"

Gallix watches with glee as Uesugi delivers his strike of final peace to the demon, and decides that he'll be ready for when the final dretch makes its way to him. He downs the potion he had drawn before in a single draught, and turns a cold glare toward short, blue, and gooey. "Bring it on!"

Cure Mod Wounds: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (1, 6) + 3 = 10

Fort save, yeah right!: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

Uesugi leaps forward with his blade overhead and plunges it deep into Wormgnash. The blade severs a major artery in the vermlek's body, and rather than blood, Demon's Bile explodes from the wound and paints the walls in purple. Wormgnash slowly opens his eyes and mouths the word La-mash-tu as his body violently convulses in pain.

An explosion of purple light tears through the cellar and reveals a portal that promptly sucks the vermlek's body through it. It disintegrates into ash as its vacuumed out of the Material Plane, promptly shutting behind it and removing any and all traces of Wormgnash from this world.

You swear you see a single drop of sweat fall from the remaining dretch's head.

The blue dretch is still alive, just barely. D is up to finish him.

I figured that s!&!e damage roll may not be enough. Either way, well done all!

The blade severs a major artery in the vermlek's body, and rather than blood, Demon's Bile explodes from the wound and paints the walls in purple.

Better close your mouth, Uesugi! Don't want to accidentally swallow any of the Bile!

Anyone know that scene from Dead Space 2? Reminds me of it, kind of.

D. nods at Uesgui.
"Well executed."

"Now for the chubby oni."

and Bullet, inspire: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 7 + 1 = 14Impact, inspire: 2d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 6 + 1 = 13

And with another sand bullet, D blasts apart the chubby demon. The room falls quiet as all evil is extinguished.

Combat is over! Congrats!

Sirettis stands up and carefully makes her way across the slicked pools. She doesn't seem to make a move to clean herself, and makes a beeline to help Gallix and Uesugi.

Gallix: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Uesugi: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Isa tweets something, and she nods. Her hair forms a nest for Longjing to rest on, to counter Wormgnash's withering.
Longjing: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Once that is done, Sirettis takes the time to expel all of the Demon's Bile she can from this room. "Begone, vile essence. I- no, we choose to reject you from this realm."

Is it over? I hope so... Lets get people up and about so we can check out that room!

Oh man, just read this, this blows!

Spell-like abilities are subject to spell resistance and dispel magic. They do not function in areas where magic is suppressed or negated. Spell-like abilities cannot be used to counterspell, nor can they be counterspelled.

Mr Peppers pulls out his giant wooden spoon and attempts to heal whoever still needs it after the creepy hair surgery is complete. He doesn't get the wand to cooperate as regularly as he'd like...

Once people are on their feet and healed he will give Sirettis a quick arcane shower before turning his blue eyeballs to the hidden room beyond. "Let me investigate this room before anyone heads inside, I'd had to have a magical trap or delayed spell go off in anyone's face."

The mighty dragon falls into the nest, soothed by it. "Rawwwk. Milady Sirettis, no dragon is too mighty to have friends. Thank you for your timely assistance."

Cup sighs as Mr. Peppers cusses in elven and gets frustrated with his wand. She looks up at him, adjusting her glasses. Her height was such a nuisance at times. It's difficult to look down at someone studiously when one is always having to crank one's neck upwards.

"You could leave that to me or Sirettis, you know. I understand wanting to do it all -- try out different kinds of magics. But we're a team."

Mr Peppers looks down at the little gnome "I got this! I've gotten practice anyhow.." And try to pull a little bit of my own weight... someday I'll be a REAL wizard I promise you that! He goes back to cussing before getting some healy goodness to pop outta the spoon.

"And so we mark another victory on our record.
It and its minions are dead, and we are all alive."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

So curious...

Isa chirps away in Auran. "Mister Peppers should look for any magical residue he can find. Thank you for your cleaning."

On Wormgnash's human body, you find a set of contracts indicating that the body must have belonged to Marcuccio Bravoni, the merchant whose abandoned warehouse Gellion had kept his captive apprentices in during the events of A Foul Breed.

The coast looks clear to Mr. Peppers, with no magical auras detected beyond the door from which Wormgnash entered. Do you head in to check it out?

Onward!

"Wormgnash used his body as a disguise." Sirettis looks at the remains. "Useful, but..." she trails off.

How long have I wanted to simply blend in, unnoticed...

"At least you may find peace now, Mister Bravoni." She stands up and prepares her mace. "Let us prepare for what is beyond..."

Seeing the corpse and its identification Mr Peppers doesn't seem too phased "The death of a slimy merchant isn't the end of the world at least. Too bad we won't ever know how that dragon egg ended up in the warehouse."

Mr Peppers starts to go through the doorway and pauses "Hrm, guess I should make sure there aren't any low brow traps here either, maybe find a few nice trinkets on the way."

Take 10 for 22 perception

Mr. Peppers spots no traps. The coast is clear!

On a table in the room beyond, you find drawings and diagrams of some sort of portal, showing a vermlek stepping through what looks very much like the sacrificial pit in the adjacent room. Wormgnash's notes - written in Abyssal - suggest that he believed he was very close to a breakthrough that would have ripped a tiny interdimensional hole here that would have allowed several of his vermlek brethren to join him on the Material Plane.

You also find a rough map of Saringallow with arrows and drawings of mites scribbled on it. It indicates that the fiendish fey were soon to attack the town in order to obtain bodies for the vermleks to inhabit.

The six cabinets in the room are full of documents pertaining to Saringallow's past. The sacrifice of farmers and servants by the Sarinis using the altar and subsequent execution of the nobles in response is horrifically detailed, and the diabolical rituals by which the sacrifices were performed is documented all too well.

Mr Peppers' eyes go wide when he sees all of the information "Looks like we've found what the town wanted and then some. This is going to take some time to read through unless you want to use that speed reading wand Miss Cup?"

Linguistics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23 "These notes must be from Wormgnash, I'm not 100% sure but I think its in Abyssal, makes sense." He pauses and hands them to the gnome "I'm sure you can read them, I don't have access to that spell right now, I could tomorrow if necessary."

He sits down with the others to start organizing the records and notes, reading what he can unless someone stops him "You know... Miss Cup do you have any spells that can copy text quickly? I bet the Society would love to get a copy of some of these for their own records. This part of the world isn't always the most stable politically or Pathfinder friendly."

He pauses when he gets to the detailed notes on the ritual sacrifices "These... we need to decide what to do with."

"These are of no use, except to those with the same practices, or as evidence. Other than that, i opt we burn them."

"As much as this wu jen trickery disturbs me no they should be gathered for the Society. One day the knowledge might prove valuable. I do not know how it could serve any good but our superiors will make use of it."

"I think I'm actually with D on this one, Uesugi. Remember what happened with that Sky Key thing? I'd hate for some over-excited researcher at the Society to try his hand at summoning demons for research purposes and end up overrunning Absalom with Bile." Gallix eyes the documents warily, as if he's afraid the words will jump off of the page and attack him. "No, I think we document that we found the documents and destroyed them. I think that'd be best for everyone."

Nods. "We need to destroy that altar in the other room. We do not need some townsperson stumbling in here and opening whatever door this oni hoped to spread his evil with. Where is that cold iron mace we found that will have to do for now along with the holy water."

Cup protects the documents, and straightens to her full height of 3'1 while wearing her snazzy new green high-heeled boots. "I'm a librarian, not a BOOK BURNER!" She puts her hands on her hips, upset. "We're Pathfinders! We SEEK out knowledge and we bring it back! If it is dangerous, we put it in the Dark Archives. What if this threat arises again in Isger? Don't we want others to know what happened here so that we can counter it?"

She looks around the group, protectively gathering the papers. "This is what I do. This is who I AM. I am a librarian, and I preserve knowledge -- all knowledge -- for future generations."

Then she crosses her arms, eyes flashing dangerously. "Go ahead and destroy the bile. Destroy the altar. But we keep the papers, and provide closure to the families who lost loved ones."