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Hey you guys! Popping back in with an update.

So we're all home and just dealing with catching up and late nights with my baby boy.

I am committing to not let the game stop. It's just my availability at this point. So keep hanging in there. I'm not comfortable committing to a hard date because things are just too hectic at this point.

I've also felt some hesitation because while there's certainly been times I could jump in and throw up a post, I don't want to jump in halfway. I guess that's a good question for you all. Would you rather proceed at a possibly jerk quarter speed or wait till we can go full speed before getting things going?

I miss you guys! :)


Hey you guys! Popping back in with an update.

So we're all home and just dealing with catching up and late nights with my baby boy.

I am committing to not let the game stop. It's just my availability at this point. So keep hanging in there. I'm not comfortable committing to a hard date because things are just too hectic at this point.

I've also felt some hesitation because while there's certainly been times I could jump in and throw up a post, I don't want to jump in halfway. I guess that's a good question for you all. Would you rather proceed at a possibly jerk quarter speed or wait till we can go full speed before getting things going?

I miss you guys! :)


Hey folks, still here and trying to get into a rhythm that doesn't involve me having no free time. :)

My wife's getting more and more recovered and I'm trying to get back to the boards. Thanks for the patience!


lol. We're alive! Danica you certainly called it. My time has not been my own while on "vacation" as my wife has needed (deservedly) some assistance. So hang in there folks.


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Baby was born yesterday! Finally!

I haven't even been on Paizo since my last message, too much going on and wife needed lots of help and work on top of that was smothering. But now the baby is out! woohoo! Everything is smooth sailing from here on out! ;)

I got a week off of work now and plan on catching up and getting things rolling again right soon.

Baby Stats for those interested:

18 hours in labor

8 lbs , 6 ounces
21 inches

Baby and mom are doing great!


Danica Quinn wrote:
Yo Yo Yo.... I'm the Brooklyn Santa Clause.

That's great. :)

Baby was born yesterday! Finally!

I haven't even been on Paizo since my last message, too much going on and wife needed lots of help and work on top of that was smothering. But now the baby is out! woohoo! Everything is smooth sailing from here on out! ;)

I got a week off of work now and plan on catching up and getting things rolling again right soon.

Baby Stats for those interested:

18 hours in labor

8 lbs , 6 ounces
21 inches

Baby and mom are doing great!


No baby yet but two false labors.... ugh.

So work is sapping my will to live these days, and my wife can't sleep and I'm having trouble getting onto the boards. Please be patient as I try to get myself some wiggle room to post.

You are not forgotten!


No baby yet! Two false labors though... ugh.

So work is sapping my will to live, and my wife can't sleep and I'm having trouble getting onto the boards. Please be patient as I try to get myself some wiggle room to post.

You are not forgotten!


Sabinus hears nothing from the west.


The ceilings are vaulted, 10' at the doors, and 30' at their highest point in the central room you're in. The stairs look to go down 10'. FYI, tomorrow I'll post what happens next to the group, unless the group moves or initiates something on its own.


I'll kick things off I think. :)

As if in answer to the tieflings question, a bell begins ringing loudly from down below. After a few seconds the ringing ceases, and it's sound slowly fades away. However, as the last echo fades completely, a roaring of flame is heard from the east, where the crematorium is.

Nothing: 1d3 ⇒ 3


Yay for sunburns in winter! Hope you get back safe and sound.

The bondslave thing is new to you guys and you've not seen the swirl symbol before.


Yikes! Stay warm!


The homunculus first answers Anna, a complex series of hand movements and gestures that don't help at all, a nod, and then pointing upstairs and then a shake of the head. But then he turns back to the paper and starts drawing, hopping up and down the page in a flurry of strokes.

*Drawing*

He then shakes his head at Tolvans question, stops mid-shake, and then shrugs and adds something to the drawing -some jagged lines at the top of the page.


The imps touches its nose and points at Anna, repeating the pantomime of a very hungry person in confirmation.


Don't worry, side-liners are important too! ;)


The homunculus flies up and grabs the pen and paper, setting the paper on the ground and wielding the pen like a spear, starts to write. Its penmanship and spelling is cramped and terrible, like watching a tiny toddler write with it's offhand, but the words are somewhat legible.

*Creatures writing*


The homunculus starts bobbing excitedly again when Tolvan seems to realize what's being communicated, again banging his nose and pointing at the wizard excitedly. He nods emphatically when asked about climbing or flying to the roof, pointing past the closed door, than the turning his finger straight upwards, flapping his wings to rise slowly.

When Tolvan asks if his masters hurt there's another emphatic nod, and when asked about waiting a day, the creature just seems to fret. He resumes the pantomime of the scrunched figure, presumably his master, and repeats the moaning and groaning motions from before. Rubbing his belly and mimicking having empty hands and unable to eat. Done with the message he just frets, either not sure how to answer or not having one at all.

Sense Motive DC30:
1d20 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0
Summoning the Beast using the devices is correct. Climbing/flying up the outside to get to the devices is correct. His master is hurt/uncomfortable/hungry/starving. Waiting another day does not sit well with the homunculus.


The homunculus looks at everyone quizzically, then suspiciously, then slaps its forehead again. Thinking hard it snaps it's tiny fingers and flies to the hover over the trapdoor leading down, beckoning for the group to follow and zips down below.

When at least one of the group follows it to the first floor it seems satisfied that someone is following after, and it flies to the still-open front door and starts tugging on it with all its strength... which is to say the sturdy door doesn't budge a bit. It gestures for someone to come and help, and resumes tugging.

When the door eventually gets closed, a tattered paper with writing like what was discovered on the next floor are tacked to the back of the door. Partially wiped away and blotted with ink, its going to take some deciphering to understand what was written. The homunculus just gestures at the tattered documents pinned there as if understanding them will explain everything.

Linguistics DC30 (assistable):
You're able to decipher enough of the notes to learn of the existence of the Bondslave Thrall and its ability to control the Beast of Lepidstadt, but not the devices location or how to actually activate it.

+10 bonus to the Linguistics check for deciphering the similar writings on the second floor.


C'mon Kimberly!! This is serious business. What do you think we're trying to do??!! ... Entertain each other!?

----

;) I like it.


If the group hadn't ever seen a flying creature bounce mid-flight, they had now. The humunculus is quivering with excitement, pounding it's nose with one finger and jabbing the other towards Anna at each point the rogue makes.

After confirming her answer the creature zips over to the wall, pointing at the drawings of the Bondslave Thrall and nodding it's head enthusiastically, watching each of you for sign of comprehension. It then pantomimes the large, big, mean creature a moment, then steps to the side to become another large creature (this one looking less mean and crazy), and starts swinging at the space the nasty creature was. Then it swaps the the mean creatures spot and swipes at the newest large creatures spot, and back and forth a few times until the new large creature apparently defeats the nasty one.

It stops, panting slightly, and looks to the group for comprehension.

Sense Motive DC30-5= DC25:
1d20 - 2 ⇒ (7) - 2 = 5

It indicates Anna is spot on thus far. Then it points to the Bondslave thrall, thinking the meaning of the device is clear. Then it acts out a fight between the nasty creature and something else big and strong, but not nasty, and in the humunculus's opinion, the not-mean one will win.


As Kimberly attempts to interpret the creature starts waving off her words, then slaps its head into its hands as the understanding isn't getting through. It points to itself, and then shakes its head emphatically, and then makes the scrunched up pose, and then shakes it's head again. It looks around and then points to Tolvan, flying up next to the elfs head and leveling its hand next to the top of Tolvans ears, holding it there for several seconds, and then makes the scrunched up pose once more.

At Danica's suggestion the humunculus puts its hands to it's mouth in apparent horror, then really starts waving off her words. It puts a finger up for you to pay attention, and then points upward again and then stretches even higher upwards, point extra high. Then it does begins doing a new pantomime, one you haven't seen yet. It hangs sideways and bares its teeth and lashes its tongue around in the air. It makes exaggerated hooks out of its hands and swells up its chest as big as it can get. It's eyebrows turn angrily downwards and waves its harms and tosses its head from side to side as if making a mighty roar. Then it proceeds to zoom right at each of the groups faces, arms swinging and teeth gnashing all the while, never coming close enough to tough anyone but likely making those without nerves of steel flinch away from the mad flying attacks. It then flies down to the ashy remains of some webbing, and picking it up while maintaining the crazy aggressive pantomimes. It hurls the ashy remains as you, and they dissipate before going more than a few inches, but the creatures has already flown on. It hovers before the group once more, eyes crazy and fierce, hands clawing and slashing at the air, mouth gaping and closing bizarrely... and then it look normal again. Its eyes are wide and a little scared, and it points upward again.

It points down, and holds its hard a little ways apart. Then it points up and stretches its hands as far apart as they'll get.

Sense Motive DC30-14= DC16:
1d20 - 2 ⇒ (16) - 2 = 14

There is something extremely big, strong, fast, aggressive, and vicious up there. And it either throws ash or has something to do with the webbing that was in this room before. Something upstairs is bigger than what is or was downstairs.


By my calculations you've now hit both spoilers, feel free to react to them... or not I suppose. :)


After giving you a few moments to process the message it launches into the next one. It flies a few feet to one side, and points upwards again as if in reminder, and then makes the fat shape, and then the scrunched-pitiful shape again. Then it flies up a few inches and points to the spot he was just making the odd poses. That done it flies several feet away and points proudly to itself, tapping its own chest several times rapidly, and then flies purposefully back to the spot it was making the fat and scrunched poses. It seems to gesture and beckon to the spot it was posing, urging something to come and follow, and then puts its hands at its side in a tiny gesture of impatience or annoyance. Then it reaches towards the spot it was posing, and pantomimes violent and desperate tugging for several seconds. In a sudden flash it switches places, taking the shape of the pitiful and scrunched thing, hand outstretched towards where it was pretending to pull, and pantomimes getting pulled by one scrunched up little arm, but not really budging or getting anywhere. It switches back to the puller, still in the act of heaving and pulling. Then it drops its arms, mimicking great tiredness with a frustrated expression on its face. Then it puts a hand to its ear and leans far in towards where it was acting as a scrunched something, nodding its head occasionally in the affirmative.

It then faces you all again, making sure it has your attention, then points upward, then at himself. Then he slips the large ring onto its foot and disappears from sight, and a few seconds later reappears next to Tolvan. He darts to Tolvans hand, tugs on it once, gently, again towards the writing, and then releases it just as quickly. Then it flies up before your all again and sticks it's arms out and juts its head forward expectantly.

Sense Motive Part 2 DC30-15= DC15 (assistable):
1d20 - 2 ⇒ (17) - 2 = 15

Its saying that upstairs, there's the fat/still shape and the miserable squished thing under/inside it, and that it (the humunculus itself) was up there too. Then it tried to pull/free the miserable thing from under/inside the fat thing, but to no avail. Then it got some instructions from the miserable thing, and put on the ring and came down here. Then it found the group, became visible at a certain point, and tugged Tolvan and started explaining things to this point. It also very clearly wants to know if you're getting any of this so far.

Label or space your rolls logically since each spoiler should get it's own roll.


ha!

The homunculous gets to the wall and releases Tolvans finger, panting slightly with the effort of dragging the human such a long distance. Composing its little, demonic features it turns to face the group, still flapping about head height. First it points straight up, watching everyones eyes, then when some of the group don't look up right away it starts jabbing its hand upwards emphatically. Once everyone has looked upward at least once it resumes its efforts at communication. It tries to swell itself to look as fat and rotund as possible, and stills it's body completely, so only it's wings are moving. Its cheeks are puffed out with air, it's arms and legs bowed dramatically, exuding some sort of rounded fat shape. Having established that pose it contorts its body into another odd shape. Maintaining it's hover, it now tries to scrunch it's body into the smallest shape possible, but not in the fetal position, but just almost imitating a smaller, squished version of itself. Its face takes on a pained and distressed look, and it quivers pitifully, rubbing its belly and pantomiming moaning and a groaning. Then it switches between the fat shape and the scrunched shape several times, possibly to distinguish between the two somehow, always hovering carefully when it changes those two shapes.

Then satisfied at it's explanation thus far, it resumes it's regular flight and body shape, and looks at you both expectantly and quizzically.

Sense Motive Part 1 DC30-0= DC30 (assistable):
1d20 - 2 ⇒ (2) - 2 = 0
It's showing you there's something very big or fat and very very still up above you. Still as a statue even. Then there's something small and sad and pathetic and hungry under or within the big fat thing.


Tolvan does not recall ever hearing about either device.

Just as Tolvan finishes his sentence, a tiny homunculus appears right next to the elfs hand. It's reddish brown, with large ears and a tuft of fuzzy gray hair on it's head. It's mouth is wide and full of tiny fangs, displayed as it bares it's teeth at the lot of you. It's left left ends above it's knee, and in the toes of its other foot is clasped a human sized ring. It hovers in the air, leathery wings beating quickly, then darts in towards Tolvans fingers! It wraps two claws hands around his finger and then starts tugging it violently. It appears to be trying to tear his finger from the rest of his hand!

Sense Motive DC30-18= DC12:
1d20 - 2 ⇒ (20) - 2 = 18

He seems to be trying to pull Tolvan closer to the writing on the wall.


Taking 20 works for me.

Danica stands still and considers the markings for a good long time. Turning her head this way and that to try and understand the broader picture. Suddenly her head comes up, and she steps back, using her hands to frame the markings just so.

Danica:
The crude chalk diagram depicts the iron spire atop of the tower, and two strange apparatuses at its pinnacle. An arrow points to the larger of the two devices, next to the words “The Storm Caller must be activated to energize the Bondslave Thrall.”


The strange web in the room burns quickly, and you think you hear a quick flapping of wings before the fire burns itself out, but then all is silent. The odd markings on the wall are quite visible, but as yet undecipherable. Otherwise empty, the room is much the same as that room below.

To understand the markings needs an assistable Perception/Linguistics DC35.


Oh that reminds me. The two downed sisters had 2 mwk crossbows, 23 poisoned bolts, 1 potion cmw, 2 potions restoration, 2 bladed scarves.


Combat is over for the moment.

Round 3

The lone sister glances back at her fallen companion, hissing a curse at Enko. Furious, she turns to Ava and lashes out in a flurry of her own, one strike punching her right in the cheeck, and the other glancing off her armor. With a snarl, the sister grabs the rail and starts to hurdle over it, but Ava is the quicker still...

The metallic taste of blood fills Ava's mouth as the punch makes contact, but the dwarf refuses to yield for even a second, continuing her relentless assault. As the sister turns away from her she siezes her opportunity, bringing down her hammer squarely between the woman's shoulders with a devestating crunch. She grins maniacally, her teeth stained crimson, as the woman ragdolls with the force of the blow, flopping to the ground at the dwarfs feet.

Combat is over for the moment.

The sounds of feet down below suddenly silence, and the entire complex seems to pause a moment as the furious combat comes to a abrupt halt.


The adamantine trapdoor tips up and over and stops at a steep angle, leaning against the wall. This circular room is choked with webs. A stone staircase curves along the wall to another trapdoor in the ceiling.

Perception DC25:
You discover a number of faint chalk marks on the east wall of the room.

If you hit this, you can roll a Linguistics DC35 or another Perception DC35 to see what the marks represent.


LOL, Kimberly is guarding the guard. hahaha.


Either Ava is going to knock this lady out, or she's going to disappear out of sight down the stairs. We may want to see if her AoO hits.


Anna finds no traps or lock, just that the trapdoor is extremely heavy. Tolvan likewise discovers nothing magic in the room you just battled through.


To say the least.


R3 from the sisters coming soon.

GM Screen:

SoE2 Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 231d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 - Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 191d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

Sisters Round 3:

The lone sister glances back at her fallen companion, hissing a curse at Enko. Furious, she turns to Ava and lashes out in a flurry of her own, one strike punching her right in the cheeck, and the other glancing off her armor. With a snarl, the sister grabs the rail and hurdles over it, spinning away from a possible attack from Ava as she falls to the bottom of the stairs and rushes out of sight.

-7hp Ava, but you get an AoO as she jumps. Her AC is 20 at the moment as well, to know if you hit.


GM Screen:

2 R
SoE1 R Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 181d8 ⇒ 8
4d8 ⇒ (6, 6, 1, 8) = 21 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
SoE1 aoo R Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 131d8 ⇒ 6
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Round 2
Getting bashed and battered, the two sisters look to the still-quiet stairs, then at each other, and start backing slowly towards one another north of of the stairwell. The east-most sister tugs at something within her habit, coming out with a potion and quickly drinks it. Many cuts and scrapes heal before your eyes before she adopts a defensive posture and seems to center herself.

The one to the west backs away from Ava, firing her crossbow first. Ava was just a little too extended after her charging attack and is unable to get her balance fast enough to hit the firing Sister, or dodge the incoming bolt. It slams into her side, piercing through her armor. As the Sister steps away she also tugs on her habit and forms a swirling pattern with a long scarf of blood-red color. -8hp Ava and I need a DC11 fort save or take 1d6 ⇒ 1 Con damage. Narratively the monk used her Ki last, but mechanically it's a swift action so it was used first. Close but no cigar.

With all possibility of a stealthy approach gone, Sabinus cackles to maintain the misfortune hex and targets that same Sister with the slumber hex. Though postured for potent defense, her eyes and ears fill with the sounds of Sabinus's cackle, and her eyes roll back in her head as she falls to the ground, asleep.

Ava seems to withdraw within herself for a moment, fighting off the spread of the poison, until she overcomes in completely. Then she presses the attack, stepping forward and swinging at the sister once more. As she draws closer, the sister suddenly lashes out with her bladed scarf, the blades coming with intense velocity. Ava bats them away before they can land, but misses her own hammer strike in turn. Rolled your save for you to save time. Congratulations you made it. :)

Gripping his weapon tightly, Lucon rushes at the sleepign sister, but instead of taking a swing Lucon, unexpectedly, barges into the sleeping woman with a vicious shoulder-tackle, sending her inert form crashing into the wall. You're standing and she's still asleep. More fun to write it this way.

Corneleous casts grease at the scarf if as notices the sister attacking Ava with it. The entire scarf becomes slick and dripping, and the sister concentrates hard to keep it whirling and in her hands... and just succeeds to hold onto the slicked weapon. Logically it seems like grease would make a scarf/cloth weapon unusable. Hmm... maybe it's made out of thin leather?

Caladius snaps off a pair of arrows, a faint, flickering purple image twice the size of his bow shimmers in and out of view as he draws the string. The lone standing sister ducks one arrows, then bats the other way with a flick of her scarf with incredible, Enko-like, agility.

Enko takes a 5' step north and flurries at the sleeping sister, knocking her completely out of the fight. Slumber hex or no, this sister isn't getting up for a long while.

Ongoing Effects: (Caladius) favored community & gravity bow, (Lucon) Charged -2AC.

**COMBAT MAP**

Please post for Round 3!

    Init
  • The Sisters

  • The Group


Can someone tell me why I had the crazy idea that firing a crossbow did not create an AoO?

Cause it does... and I can't figure out why I thought it didn't.


Everyone, great guesses one and all!

My Grampy and Gran had 17 kids all on their own. 10 sisters and 7 brothers. Don't get me started on how many cousins I have.

My Grandpa and Grandma had 7 kids. 4 girl, two boys.

Grand total of direct aunts and uncles = 24.

Thanks for playing everyone, next time I'll say 'the closest guess without going over' so we'll almost certainly have a winner!


No and No. Good guesses though.

Ava is our last guesser I believe. :)


Nope!


Sisters Round 2:

Getting bashed and battered, the two sisters look to the still-quiet stairs, then at each other, and start backing slowly towards one another north of of the stairwell. The east-most sister tugs at something within her habit, coming out with a potion and quickly drinks it. She adopts a defensive posture and seems to center herself.

The one to the west backs away from Ava, firing her crossbow first. As she steps away she also tugs on her habit and forms a swirling pattern with a long scarf of blood-red color. She too seems to suddenly calm and center herself.

Enko:
You recognize they are harnessing their Ki.


GM Screen:

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

1d3 ⇒ 3

Round 1
The two sisters scramble to their feet in a rustling of robes, the one to the west grabbing up her loaded crossbow, the one to the east adopting a defensive stance, hands oddly tucked into her robes.

Lucon weaves his way through the others and into the room, bringing the weighty blade down toward the sister on the right. The long blade hisses through the air, gashing the twisting woman down one side, a signifigant injurty.

Enko moves to engage the right-most of the sisters, giving her an almost imperceptible nod. He suddenly sweeps his leg beneath hers, planning to strike her with an open hand if she rises. But the sister easily steps over the leg sweep, returning Enko's nod with a pained sneer of her own.

Ava quickly appraises the situation as the battle begins, planting her glaive in the ground as she rushes the left-most sister. She reaches back as she goes, pulling her hammer free of its sheath and bringing it down in a massive overhead swing. The sister did not anticipate the attack well enough, and ducks, which keeps her back right in line with the descending hammer, and it crunches loudly as it strikes her.

Having allowed the melee combatants to enter and attack Sabinus then moves to the square in the doorway. He targets the Sister to the east with the misfortune hex, as it hit her, she tries valiantly to resist, but is soon captivated by the hex and succumbs to it.

The Viscount steps through the door past Sabinus and quickly flings a bolt of acid at the one to the east. 1d2 ⇒ 1

As the group springs into sudden and violent action, Caladius' eyes narrow as he regards the stairs and the shout echoing down the shaft. He slips into the room with his bow at the ready, but his horns twist and stretch and split apart again as he draws magic into his bow.

Ongoing Effects: (Caladius) favored community & gravity bow, (Ava) Charged -2AC, (NE Sister) Misfortune.

**COMBAT MAP**

Please post for Round 2!

    Init
  • The Sisters

  • The Group


Nope. Higher. :)

I better make this the last hint or else it'll get solved by elimination with 5 more guesses.


It probably is! :) My perception is just skewed. :)


@Caladius - Nope. Higher.

@Corneleous - No. Just the blood children of my grandparents. There's no tricky YoursMineOurs, or divorce or remarriages either. Just 2 couples having kids. How many direct aunts and uncles?

:)


So tempted to have the eyeballs fall out just then. Onward and upward?


lol, don't let my wife hear you say that. ;)


Well I come my a large family, so 3 doesn't seem like too many.

$10 paizo gift card for anyone who can guess how many Aunts and Uncles I have.


Sabinus:
You heard nothing at the door to the west.

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