WhtKnt's Iron Gods Adventure Path (Inactive)

Game Master WhtKnt

Kit'Arr easily keeps up with them, almost silently skipping along. Grinning from ear to ear

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Up the steet from the workshop, Druneor leans tiredly upon his spear.
"Looks like this might be the place, shall we go see?"

As you approach the trio of buildings that forms the foundry, the tavern, and Khonnir's workshop, you hear a female scream, followed by a crashing noise. Following the sounds of mayhem, you arrive at the workshop. The door is unlocked and the sounds of mayhem continue from within.

Entering the workshop, you turn towards a short hallway to see a door burst open and a five-foot tall, grey and white figure wobbles unsteadily forward on three spider-like legs. It is vaguely humanoid, with a single blazing eye and four-fingered hands. It appears to be wounded, as parts of it's skin are missing and you can see wires and gears within. It makes loud grinding noises as it moves.

"Well.... thats odd...." she remarks looking at the creature

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As the group hears the scream outside, Pire rushes ahead inside. "Hello? We heard a scream? Do you need..." He trails off, spotting the creature. Eyes narrowing, his tone turns serious, placing a hand on the hilt of his longsword. "I-identify yourself! What are you doing here? Who screamed?"

Knowledge engineering check to ID the creature? I have technologist.

"Well, I think that this is the automaton that we were looking for."

Druneor looks for a bit of space and to see if he can see who screamed.

free action look around, ready spear in case it closes

Theo rushes in, pistol drawn and pointed at the creature. "Explain yourself."

Cheshire tenses at the sight. Fuzzles lets out a low growl as steps wide of the group.

knowledge engineering: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Does the thing have round feet? Does it match any description of the automaton?

In very halting Androffin
”Halt and Identify yourself”

Cheshire draws his boomerang and steps around the group in the opposite direction of Fuzzles. He continues to let his eyes dart around trying to discern the situation but it is obvious he is on edge and ready for a fight if it comes.

"If we have to kill it, don't tear it up to much. I would like to see how this thing works."

This would be the archeoligest priest of Nethys (information aspect) coming out

The thing does not have round feet, nor does it match the descriptions you have heard. The source of the scream is not evident.

The thing ignores the party and begins tearing out sections of the nearest wall.

"I don't think that is the automaton. Its searching for something." Cheshire raises his voice to a shout, "We heard screams is anyone hurt?"

She keeps herself ready just in case this thing decides it needs to search them like it is searching the walls

Druneor keeps his spear pointed in the direction of the automaton

"Cheshire, I think it is, but not the one that we were initally looking for."

Raises voice
"HELLO THE SHOP! WE HEARD SCREAMS, DO YOU NEED HELP!?"

Sorry for the delay. Anvil was, uh, experiencing some lag in his programming.

Knowledge(engineering)+technologist: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

"We should stop that thing. It looks dangerous."

Anvil draws his dagger and enters a combat pose. His skin shimmers and hardens.

As in, "Danger, danger Will Robinson."

Ah, the joys of the space family robinson. I am more partial to twiggy.

No pressure Anvil but you have a lot of responsibility as the "droid" character for movie reference shenanigans.

[Round 1]
init: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

Assuming peace does not break out before my action.

Cheshire keeps his eyes on the thing but speaks across the room to Fuzzles, "Now Fuzzles sic'em!" He launches his boomerang at the thing and then tumbles close to get in to position for flanking.

Fuzzles Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Fuzzles Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Boomerang Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Boomerang Dam: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Acrobatics (if needed to get into position): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Theo watches how the thing reacts to violence as Fuzzles charges, pistol held ready to fire.

Holding a standard action to fire if it responds violently.

Held Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17 Touch AC if he's within 20 feet.
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

I have been trying not to do too many movie cliches, but if they are requested I will happily ramp them up. If you groan at my punny humor, however, remember you asked for it!

initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Anvil will wait and see how the automaton reacts before proceeding.

He uses the full defence action.

"Acquiring target."

Its up to you. I was enjoying the idea of a robot warning of danger it triggered the classic Robbie the Robot line in my head.

initiative: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5

I find I have to hold back in a pun war. I would rather not start one now. :)

Druneor moves up to 10' from the thing, with spear at the ready, observing the results of the tigers attack.

Sorry, guys. Busy day today. Will post in the AM.

Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

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Kit will try to flank with her other feline partner
Clawing at it from a flanking position
Claw 1: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 + 2 = 19
Claw 2: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 2 = 9
Tumble: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

just incase
sneaky claw: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 + (3) = 11

Pire, caught off guard by the sudden assault, still draws his longsword and moves up adjacent to the robot, trying to draw its attention from the other surrounding it.

Init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

I am fine yielding the flanking position to Kit. My init was higher but I threw my boom and moved in she just moved in.

Those who made Knowledge (engineering) checks can tell the rest of you that this is a robot of some sort, a construct made almost entirely of metal and wires. They are occasionally empowered to communicate and make decisions, though some are given only to follow orders without question.

Theodric delays his action, but Cheshire holds no such reservations and moves to attack, giving Fuzzles the go-ahead. The tiger's attack proves ineffective in hitting the rogue robot, but the boomerang clangs off it's metal surface, leaving a sizable dent.

Pire is up, unless Theodric wants to take his shot.

Theodric: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Robot: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (15) + 0 = 15

As soon as it appears to be resorting to violence Theo will shoot.

Pire, having reached the metallic monstrosity, begins having second thoughts, holding his sword behind him. "Are we sure it's really a good idea to attack this thing? What if Baine gets mad we destroyed his robot?" All the same, even as he asks the question, he prepares to defend himself and his allies.

Ready action to attack the Robot if it attacks anyone. Also 5-foot steps if it will give him flanking (4 people are in melee with it now, right?)

Readied attack: +3 to hit, 1d8+4 Damage

Druneor takes his spear, and pushes it into the legs of the automaton, hopefully distracting it from paying attention to Kit.

Aid Another: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 2 - 4 = 10

I gave myself a -4 due to soft cover of all my allies in melee
I give Kit a +2 on attack

The robot spins in Cheshire's direction and it's eye locks onto the gnome.

Theodric fires, almost instinctively. The bullet blasts through the construct's "eye", shattering the glass. It shakes violently, then stops moving. As it ceases movement, a little face peeks around the doorway to the room the robot emerged from.

Blonde curls frame bright blue eyes and the young girl cautiously emerges, covered in a layer of dust. "Is it... dead?" she asks, approaching the remains with caution.

Seeing as it stopped moving, that changes what I was going to do

Seeing it stop moving, Druneor pokes the body of it with his spear to confirm if it is dead.

"Aye Lass, it appears to be dead now. Are you alright?"

Cheshire looks toward Fuzzles, "Play nice the hunt is over." He looks to the thing at his feet and studies it intensely. Examining wires and moving parts. "I wonder what it was looking for?"

Cheshire drops a piece of the thing and walks to the wall where it was before they attacked it.

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

At first glance the gnome appears to be looking at the wall but he is fussing with his headband, a tangle of feathers and dreadlocks seems to have fallen across his face. As he deals with his bad hair day he comments, "I can't see what the thing was looking for."

Theo goes over to the robot and kicks the head off, double tapping it with his boot. He looks over at the girl and gets a concerned look on his face. "You alright little miss?"

Pire sheathes his sword, and turns towards the girl. "How long has it been doing that? Where'd this thing come from? Are you hurt? Are..." He pauses, and starts over. "Sorry, I'm Pire. You're... Val, aren't you? I think I've seen you around town. What happened, exactly?"

Anvil ignores the little girl and walks over to the robot. He checks it over for insignias or other identifying marks.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

"Target eliminated."

After ensuring it as being dead, Drueneor walks up to look it over.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

the rng, seems to have it out for me.

She sways over and kicks to the machine
"No good machine. Almost made things difficult"

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"Important parts are still in the head. Don't know why they do that."

Cheshire still staring at the wall says, "Well I think this thing thought the important parts are in this wall. It was trying to get at . . . something."

"In that case, shall we see what it was looking for?"

Looks at the girl "Lass, do ye mind if we look in 'here?"

"I am Val, yes," she says, dusting herself off. "I am Khonnir's apprentice. Well, that is, I was, until he disappeared. Please, feel free to look around. I have no idea what the thing might have been looking for; so far as I know, there's nothing hidden in the walls or any such." The child is human, about 11 years old, with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Val, is it. . . would you mind showing us to the thing he brought back last time. It might help us find where he is now."

Val gives a sheepish glance at the robot. "That's it."

"In that case, Anvil, you want to look the thing over?" Then Druneor looks over at Pire "Suggestions on where to go from here?"
Druneor then walks into the workshop proper.

Cheshire tenses, "Wait a sec that is the automaton? It looks nothing that was described to me. Probably shouldn't have killed it. What made it go all gonzo."

Pire just looks at the gnome, crossing his arms. "Well, it's a little late for that now, isn't it? It was your idea to attack first, and ask questions later. It's okay now, since Val is safe, and building isn't being torn apart, but c'mon." He approaches the young girl, dropping down to one knee. "We're working to find Mr. Baine. Do you have any ideas on where he might have disappeared to?"