Kai strokes their chin before nodding ”You’re right, doesn’t hurt to be overprepared and not need it - only to be underprepared as Janira would say!” they chuckle, remembering the Halfling helper to the Masters of the three schools. ”Would be nice to have things go our way at least once though!”
Breathing heavily, having used their Demon Ichor wand to restore much of their injuries and aches as they travelled to and from the Galtan mansion, Kai nods at Doormouse's suggestion.
"I'll get one too In case we need one later - these fights so far have really taken a toll, we need to sharpen up if we're going to catch the Raven and the Sword - despite the Decemvirate's and Captain's incompetence in letting it go in the first place."
Heaving a sigh, they prepare for the trudge back to the mansion.
Breathing heavily and wincing from the bruises and heavy burns suffered from the Medusa's final attack, Kai watches as Doormouse rushes to Vos' aid and then moves towards the petrified Felver and their companion. "Well, yet another tough one survived by the skin of our teeth... someone really does not wish us to succeed. I wonder if there's a way to break this" they say bitterly as they make sure the statued agent isn't cracked. Taking you their ichor wand, they begin to use its magic to soothe the injuries suffered.
Then they take a look around, seeing if there might be something to help their current predicament.
AC is currently 28 - was 29 last encounter due to the Black Rider's Mantle
Kai chuckles at Doormouse's words, before their hands begin moving, the Arrows from the Medusa were annoying but nothing they couldn't handle. Keeping their eyes sharp, they prepare for the monster's re-appearance.
The Magic Missile was directed at the Ape - only targeting the Medusa if it was already dead
Handily dodging and deflecting arrows Kai was nevertheless breathing heavily. Eyes still averted from the Medusa’s snapping and hissing snake hair. Running their hand across their blade it begins to glow with force they dash towards the monster and lash out with the blade hoping to strike it down.
Groaning as they land with a thump, Kai picks themselves up from the ground, groaning as their bruised ribs protest at even the slightest movement. Keeping their eyes away from the snake monster, they hold up their hand - causing five missiles to shoot from the palm towards the Ape should it still stand after Doormouse's raging inferno.
Catching a flicker of movement, Kai attempts to avert their gaze from the snake headed monster, though unfortunately they weren't quick enough. Grunting in pain as the Ape gives a squeeze, the Magus sighs. "Nice Monkey, please put me down? Working their arm free they strike the Ape. Fuelling themselves, they feed arcane power through their veins in to focus their blow.
Sorry, I had posted but seems to have been eaten - Kai has done Mists of Mwangi
Frowning as mere Humans seem to be avoiding their blows, Kai taps their Blade, once more enchanting the edge to make it more deadly to their foes with electricity arc along it. +1 Enh, keen and shock. Starting with the Human wearing blue, they begin their dance of death.
Sorry for the delay - Hectic work schedule and Illness caught me - feeling better now so should be back to normal
As their further searches lead to nought, Kai is increasingly more frustrated at the entire situation - especially the mounting incompetence from their so-called leadership. Quietly seething instead of giving the 'superiors' a further piece of their mind, the Magus listens to the explanation from Eliza with a roll of their eyes - the Decemvirate's secretive methods often did more harm than good in their experience and this situation seemed no different.
"And look how many lives your in actions cost... not just Hestram died in there." they dig slyly as they head to the maze, uncaring at Eliza's reaction and sure the Galtan would care little anyway.
Within the maze itself, Kai immediately feels the inherent wrongness of the place pulling at them. Shivering and drawing their oiled blade carefully, they creep down the maze path - using debris as cover as they go, moving cautiously so not to kick any rubble or the like. Spying the statues they shiver again and jump as a questing hand rummages through their pack, calming slightly at Doormouse's quiet assurances. "You nearly gave me a fright!" they hiss softly. "We might need to come up with a code or something - with Invis being a favoured tactic of the Raven."
Hiding behind a fallen pillar, they wait for the others to approach.
Don't worry about using all your spells Doormouse, Kai has CMW A/W per person, so enough to get him up is fine then they can help those downed.
Shivering as they are brought back from merciful unconsciousness, Kai winces at the various cuts and bruises inflicting upon their person. Feeling fragile - the Magus quickly snaps their left wrist and takes hold of a blackened wand of Demon bone inscribed in abyssal runes. As they travel through the room, hexing those downed Pathfinders to bring them back to enough health to start being Triaged by others, their wounds slowly close.
8 charges of Infernal healing
"Yeah... something is suspicious here and it ain't just the guy in the Raven mask. This is either a set up or glaring incompetence." they snap as it is suggested they raise the Dead Captain. Leaving the armoury, Kai searches through the Manor, indicating a strange passageway into the Darklands. "Another secret, though it seems the assailants used another tunnel to get here."
Creeping off and suspicious, the Elf decides to do some recon in the Mistress' chambers, carefully checking the door for surprises before attempting to lever it open.
Avoiding the explosions with ease, Kai darts through the room, still invisible and darts round the Elf If they can see me, will tumble and strikes out with a spell empowered blade.
Thanks, just a lot at one, never rains and all that ^^"[/b]
"Consider it broken my dear!" Kai replies to Doormouse and turns their Adamantine Scimitar to the task of cutting through the door. The blade crackles with Electricity as the blade cuts in deep.
[ooc]Standard to attack the door, spell strike with hocking Grasp
If the door is destroyed then revert back to scorching ray plan above. If not, Spell combat to attack the door four times with Adamantine Scimitar ^^
2nd Turn, if door not destroyed:
"Well! It's good to see their doors are sturdy if nothing else is!" Kai sighs as their blade flashes again, an invisible dervish tearing the wood asunder.
Reaching the armoury door and cursing it being closed - Kai throws open the door, dreading what they can see inside and hoping that the assailants cannot pierce their veil, the Magus keeps an eye out for the Raven headed man or their lackeys seen before.
Move action so far - depending on what I can see, Kai will likely either throw a Scorhing ray at an obvious badguy or move in if there is no-one obvious. Kai is invisbile, so flat-footed if relevant
If a possible enemy:
Scorching Ray vs FF Touch:1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27 for Fire damage:4d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 2, 6) = 11
Scorching Ray vs FF Touch:1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19 for Fire damage:4d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 4, 2) = 13
Scorching Ray vs FF Touch:1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 18 for Fire damage:4d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 5, 1) = 11
Once more shaking off the annoying mists of the Golem, Kai's ears prick up at the sound of screaming. The Blade! they curse the lackadaisical manner of the Venture Captains - he had mentioned this place was not safe an yet they simply put the Priceless blade down in another room?
"I'm off to the armoury!" they call out as they dart past Vos and the others, into the hall and towards the sounds.
Moved towards what I think is the armoury due to the Suit of armour, but let me know if it is a different room
Kai shakess their head at Vos. "I'm staying my friend!" they reply. Nodding at Osprey in thanks as the odd agent heals them again.
This Round
Hearing, rather than seeing Doormouse struck by the worm as their blood materialises in the air. Knowing they don't have much chance but to take out the Golem, Kai begins their combat dance once again.
Cast defensively vs Dc 23:1d20 + 18 ⇒ (9) + 18 = 27
Kai winks out of existence too, before striking out at the Golem.
[ooc]Cast Greater Invis and then Sepll combat[/dice]
Shaking off the slowing nature of The Golem's attack, Kai retorts with another burst of attacks, summoning forth a sickly black light on the edge of their blade as they slash at the golem.
Full attack using the Fatigue cantrip - golem is immune to the spell, just allows the attacks
Breathing a sigh as Doormouse's healing seals the bleeding wounds, Kai spys Vos bleeding in the corner. Closing their eyes for a heartbeat, suddenly a midnight-black mantle materialises over their shoulder and the temperature drops noticeably around them. Using the boost from that and haste - Kai darts around the Golem to make it next to their downed ally. Then, with a quick hex - Vos' wounds begin to close and the bleeding stops.
Swift action to activate Black Rider's Mantle to increase Skills by 3 - then Tumble round the golem at half speed due to Haste - Healing Hex to heal Vos (which is supernatural so no AoO)
As the golem's strikes rock them, Kai winces as they clearly feel bruises begin to form and ribs crack. Narrowing their eyes - they allow a flood of Arcane mastery through their limbs, causing them to physically speed up, their reactions heightened. Then, they begin to strike out at the Golem, hoping to take one foe out of the fight.
Swift action for Hasted Assault - grants Haste for 5 rounds. Then Spell combat with Stoneskin at DC 23
Cast defensivel:1d20 + 18 ⇒ (14) + 18 = 32
They spin Arcane magic first, their skin turning has hard as teh Golem they are fighting - before striking.
"Adril! Watch behind you! Kai calls across the room, spotting the smoke before spinning on the Golems. Quickly sharing what they know with the others, Kai bursts into action, first drawing Maiden's Kiss from it's scabbard and running their fingers across the blade, causing it to become sharper.
Move to draw, Swift for Arcane Point +3 - Keen (+1) and +2 enhancement
They then strike out at the golem next to them, hoping to begin this dance.
Extending their enthusiastic applause to both of their remainign companions to spin their tale, Kai bounds up the stairs towards the Bannister, Tugging at their coat, they make it vanish - appearing at the centre stage in just their frilly shirt and waistcoat - looking all the part of the Rakish Swashbuckler. Taking a bow before the assembled Agents and dignitaries.
"Wonderful Stories from my new allies a tough act to follow indeed!" they cough and smile. "Whilst we are talking of times of near Death - Permit me to tell you the tale of the time I sailed a Legend - none other than the King Xeros - A Planar traveller from a bygone age. It is also a fitting tale, because I was given the mission by none other than the Guest of Honour - Captain Hestram"
Allowing a dramatic pause, they begin their tale. "You see, I was waiting at the Grand Lodge when the good Captain called a meeting of skilled agents for a Legend had just materialised into the Port - not sailed, materialised. A ship made of Crystal with no sail - and the Grand Council had tasked the Society with checking the Ship out. Little could we know what we would face when we got there."
They once again pause, taking a drink of Galtan Wine. "We followed the Harbour Guard to the ship who had already begun their own search - however when their good Captain sought to force entry to the vessel, they were attacked by Crystal guardians that appeared from the very deck of the ship. The good captain and their crew were soon overwhelmed, but our group were quick to react – our Summoner, a charming Gnome used their magic to enhance our reflexes and I flew to the deck along with a Ranger and their Large Wolf companion. As my allies set to the Golems and saved the Guards – I rushed to attack the Ship’s other defenses, truly wonderful Cannons crafted from the same material of the Ship and belching flame. With a single Swipe of my blade, forged by the esteemed Captain Smine and my own lightning.” they pat their Scimitar lovingly.
”With the guards down, we first had to go to the Ascendant Court to get one of our companions – a poor tortured soul named Valais as the Crystal had embedded into her and prevented healing from our allies. With that done we could enter the bowels of the ship and let me tell you it was the strangest thing I have seen. First the door into the ship was a shimmering portal – so I am not convinced the inside of the Ship was in the same place as the deck. As I stepped through the Portal I was set upon by Xill – terrible Planar Pirates that paralyse their enemies and try to implant their young into their carcass - a dire fight that saw many of us close to Death as we were set upon separately moving through the door – for we could not all pass at once – I was saved due to a stout Cleric that liberated me from that fate.” they Shudder remembering the ordeal and the gruesome maw trying to devour them.
”It turned out that the Xill had taken the ship and were using it as their personal vessel to stock up on a larder for their hive. Deeper into the ship we discovered how the Xill manipulated the Ship to travel – the Azlanti Owners had captured a Night Hag and bound it to their will with powerful spells, using it to power the ship and Phase it through the Planes. Despite their Evil nature, they had been enslaved and so we allowed her to leave and pressed on to fight the rest of the Xill hive. Our teamwork once again proved too much for the foul foe and they were soon bested by Blade and Spell. We then discovered the people captured by the Xill for their larder – a group from the Mwangi whom we were able to rescue and I escorted back to their homes. As we left the ship, curiously it vanished back into the Aether – who knows where it has ended up.”
Their story finished, they take a bow before hopping off the Stage back down to the floor, their Hex softening their fall. As they do, with a tip of their hat, the coat re-appears. They make their way back to Doormouse.
Moving to catch Doormouse as they stumble, Kai gives her a smile and a twirl to show off their outfit - as they were about to pry her away from the conversation on mammals, it was apaprently time for the festivities to begin in earnest. As Osprey takes to the stage, they stand and listen to the mysterious agent - this could be an interesting time indeed depending on the tales spun by the esteemed guests.
Unsure which to spin, they watch as Doormouse takes the stage, their attention focused and in rapt awe as she takes the audience expertly though a wave of emotions. It was a sad tale to begin, but with an ending that brought it true meaning and also a lesson, always be prepared and listen to your allies.
When their Trickster returns, Kai gives her an applaud. "Well told and interesting! A daunting concept to follow indeed!"
Kai nods to Vos "Hmm, it is likely you are correct friend - though their lack of arms and armour either means they think they are safe - a foolish notion when even the Grand Lodge has been attacked on several occasions - or they are so confident they care not - a folly of a greater sort." With a short time before the party, the Elf excuses themselves and goes to their room to drop off some of their more bulky items and to freshen up before the shindig to come.
Wearing fresh clothing that doesn't smell of sea salt and sweat, with their armour covered by illusion. To all intents and purposes they look all the part of a brash Sea Captain - black woolen breeches tucked into knee high Leather boots, frilly white shirt with black waistcoat and a Crimson Jacket - topped off with a Crimson Tricorn bearing the pennant of their vessel embroidered upon it.
Kai smiles in greeting to their friends as they enter the hall, re-adjusting the exquisite Adamantine Scimitar at their hip upon a broad Dragon-hide belt in it's blood-red leather scabbard. Calling upon Besmara for luck they take some of the offered wine and exotic cheeses, a little disturbed by the masked servants. Stepping up to Doormouse, they bow, doffing their hat in a graceful move.
"Good Evening my dear! You look simply divine - I trust we haven't missed much?"
Noting a look between the guests, Kai slowly takes a seat as the Venture Captains vacate the room. Pouring themselves a glass of wine and taking a few pieces of fruits and sweetmeats upon a plate the Privateer leans back against their chair and places their feet upon the table, eating and drinking sparingly after a long trip. "Well, that was more suspicious than a Smiling Priest of the living God..." he remarks to the Pathfinder agents as they take a seat or leave to be with their bird. "That look between Osprey and Eliza? They're either up to something or they're holding something back. What do you make of it friends?"
Player Name Sethran
PC Name Kai Kithaniel
PFS Number 34762-2
Faction Liberty's Edge
Day Job rolls (include reroll if you still have it at the end here) Bluff, Caravan:1d20 + 23 ⇒ (8) + 23 = 31
Following the Venture Captain into the room, they nod at the assembled guests, their suspicions still raised a little - this wouldn't be the first time magic had been used in an attempt to fool them - and this would be a bad time to fail a test. It seemed strange for Adril to give them the blade and then be here before them, unless they teleported - why not off them the same deal? They try to read the body language of the gathered Captains - beyond Adril's poorly contained lust.
Sense Motive:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
If they believe no falsehoods they will give Eliza a short bow. "Greetings Cap'n, I hope you fair well in these troubled times." they reach at their belt and unhook one of the sheathed swords, the magic of their hat melting away to reveal the Pale Maiden in its glory. "This is yours I believe?" They hold it out for the captain to take.
Kai is happy to carry it - though will likely use their hat of disguise to change the blade on their belt to look plainer and less obvious
Still not sure whether this truly is Hestram, Kai cautiously moves up into the building, keeping their hand on the hilts of the paired longswords at their belt - one 'Maiden's Kiss' their blade made for them by Venture Captain Smine and the other the 'Pale Maiden' - though under an illusion of disguise to look plainer, with bronze hilts and notched brown leather scabbards - better to match their overall look as a scruffy mercenary whilst in Galt.
"If that is true then congratulations Captain - for a I hate to think what it will mean if it is for another reason the Ten call us. Though why here? Surely this could have all been done in a safer location?" they then think about the several times the Grand Lodge had been infiltrated, besieged or stolen from over the years. "Nevermind - I suppose nowhere is truly safe."
"Well, I did specifically avoid the 'here be dragons' mark on the ol' sailor's chart - just for you!" Kai remarks with a short laugh as they walk the streets, taking the time to ensure their clothing looks worn and old with ta tip of the circlet atop their brow. It wouldn't do to stand out so much here - and if the rabble went for one of the others first, so be it. Arriving at the supposed sight of the lodge - Kai can't help but agree with Doormouse's first assumption - the place was a wreck, and they were to leave a priceless relic here?
Strolling up the stairs, they pause as the familiar face of ol' Hestram pokes their head out of the door. They greet the captain with a bow. "Greetings Master Hestram, I hope you had a Grand trip from the lodge. Servants talk eh? you know how they love idle gossip - we are just here to meet the new Captain Eliza - show our faces and see what help she needs around the... 'lodge'"
Something was off here, why send them when they had sent Hestram ahead? Perhaps this was a test, but Kai was not going to be caught wanting."[/b]
Kai presses their hand to their breast in mock offence to Felver's comment. They then chuckle softly "I can assure there is no lawlessness amongst my crew - I keep a tight ship and my Quartermaster has a rod of Iron for those that step out of line!" they finish with a wink.
With a shrug they nod "You are all welcome aboard, should cut down the trek indeed - jut make sure you've purchased all you need before we set off - unlike Capt. Benarry I don't have a fully stocked horde for us to buy from!"
I'm good with sailing there - doesn't seem like we have any teleportation capacity.
Kai shrugs elegantly as they take a seat across from Vos. "I don't i'm afraid - not much for my line of extra-curricular work in Galt. Though they do have a deep hatred for the rich and noble, so purple might get you a more hostile response than most."
Blissfully ignorant at that moment of what would await them, Kai stands aboard the deck of their Three-masted galleon, the Archon’s Shadow staring in wonder as the ‘City at the Centre of the World’ comes into view in all its glory. The sight of the city always gave them a spark of nostalgia asit contained the home of their calling - the Grand Lodge of Pathfinders. Since their last jaunt dealing with Orcs and Devils some years ago now – Kai had taken back up the mantle of Andoran Privateer, keeping the crew of loyal ex-pirates happy with the thrill of chase and boarding actions. Kai smiled as the booming voice of their Quartermaster and the softer, demanding tones of their First Mate worked in harmony despite their differences in getting the ship docked.
Taking on their usual guise when within the city – that of a red-headed androgynous Half-elf Spice Merchant with a violet tint to their eyes hinting of ancient Azlanti heritage – Kai checks their gear is ready before hopping on to the gangplank and strolling to the dock, dreading the haggling to come with the dockmaster. Secretly, Kai worked for the Twilight Talons – a hidden sect of the Gray Corsairs and they did their best to not let many know of their connections to Andoran to avoid questions. They were surprised then, to be met not by the greedy Dockmaster but instead a messenger from the Lodge – their letter from the Decemvirate! Smiling as they remember meeting a potential member of that group they read the letter with interest. Eyes widening – they bid their crew farewell before rushing through the city towards the lodge.
Entering the room where some had gathered, the red-headed half-elf looks around as they pant slightly. They then smile and bow low – ”Greetings and Salutations all! I am Kai, Captain of the Archon’s Shadow and of course Agent as you all are.” they introduce before grabbing a glass and filling it with wine. ”So, I am to guess you also received the letter? What do you think?”
I'm interested! Will need to update Kai to 12th on the boards but shouldn't be too difficult ^^
Kai is a Hex Magus - Arcane specialist and Melee combatant, focusing on several attacks and dealing damage with spells. Has a few knowledge skills and the Hexes allow him to cast Cure Moderate once per person. They are multi class rogue so can do some of the trap stuff, but don't have trap-finding/spotter etc.
Sorry to be a pain, but I would like a slow path chronicle. I am willing to wait or you to be less busy ^^
Enjoying a quick dip to wash most of the blood off, and using his magic to swiflty change his outfit Arathorn rejoins the priestess and his companions with a smile.
"I must admit, I thought it was gonna be abit hairy in there! Glad we are safe and hey, free drinks!" he says, collecting said drinks and dishing them out for a toast. "To us!"
Coated head to toe in the blood of both their bat-like friend and demon alike, Arathorn spins in the air as his blade cuts through the creature and bursts it like a boil. Turning to the others like a creature from the abyss and smiles his perfect white smile.
"Well... That was explosive..." he says lamely as he floats over to the priest, a quick hex to bring healing energies to his hands. "Safe you are mate! If you have a treat for the lovely lady. Want me to close up your own wounds?"
I will activate my flight hex through the door, giving me upto 11 minutes
knowledge planes:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (16) + 16 = 32
knowledge planes:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (4) + 16 = 20
"Powerful binding Wards! Weakened but will block teleportation!" Arathorn shouts as they look around the room, indicating with their drawn blade. He then spins to the Hellish figure and points at it. "Hezrou Demon! Rage and Destruction is their thing!"
Slappingg his hand to the side of his blade, The Magus focuses his energy into increasing the weapon's potency, causing it to shine with a healthy glow. He then chants softly, causing his blade to be surrounded by an aura of force. He then rushes at the Demon, striking sure.
Arcane point to make my weapon +5 so it bypasses alignment DR, cast Force punch and then move down the wall, keeping 10' up to avoid the crevasse
"Sure Pal, I'll follow you in!" Arathorn replies before letting Saul's rage flow and taking a deep breath. Carefully following the large Skald into the gas-filled chamber, he tries to keep a sure-footing as they look around.
"Phew! What a reek! I wish I had thought to pack another one of those bubble scrolls, came in great help when we were attacked by a poison elemental..." Arathorn muses aloud as they stalk down the stairs and noxious fumes rise up towards them. "So, seems like we should have a plan before we rush in eh?"
Walking through the next room, the Magus is glad to see that it is a simple stairwell and not a dastardly trap, at least not yet anyway. Nodding to the good Skald and patting his shoulder to let him know he was behind and ready he smiles.
"Sure, let us purge! A good purging always has a grand story behind it!" he says with a laugh.
"Interesting! The last did seem like a bedroom and study, so it may well be the truth. Let us see if this next room reveals anything more to us eh?" Arathron says as he leaves the previous secret room.
Following the Good singer through the next carefully hidden door, the Magus peers over the Half-orc's muscular shoulder for a better look inside the room.
Confidently following Saul through the passageway, Arathorn gives a low whistle as they survey the secret bedroom.
"Interesting place! Not all that enticing to pull your intended partner down into though, reeks a little creepy" he says lightheartedly, though it is a tad forced. "Why Lake Encarthan though?"
Cautiously he strides through the room, his ears pricked for trouble as he approaches the map, intrigued to see the mysteries it stores.
Sighing as it takes them so long to search the place, Arathorn is never the less enlightened by the prospect of so much information to go through, taking his chance in brief invisibility to pocket one or two books for later reading, not much caring of their contents. Examining the northern most exit, carefully hidden within the wooden details of the room, Kai gives it a critical eye before setting about to open it.
"Well, ready my fine folks? We re about to find out Cayden Cailean's dirty little secrets!" he says with glee.
"Well, that was nail biting for a moment!" The invisible Magus says cheerfully as he looks around the room, taking his time in searching the place for anything hidden or any interesting pieces for his latest chronicles.
Still cloaked in his powerful magics, Arathorn dashes round the shelves of burnt paper to approach the Succubi from the rear. Before doing so, he calls upon his elven trained magic, casting a sickly black spell on his sword, glad that no others can see it. Using his training to its fullest, he also focuses his aim, his magically infused eyes finding a gap between the unnatural scales on the demon's flesh.
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