GM BPChocobo's PFS Cult of the Ebon Destroyer (Inactive)

Game Master Black Powder Chocobo

"Huh, whatcha talkin' bout... Mariothecthel right?"

You heard him. Answer the question. Throw in "how" you got here also.

Pelkin will do a Detect Alignment and also start using Discern Lies.

Horgrym gestures at Pelkin's wayfinder.

"And why would you come back if you didn't think you could get out?"

Rozimus bears a confused look on his face. "Whoa whoa whoa!!", holding his hands out as Pelkin stares at him.

Will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

"Now look, we're fellow Pathfinders right? No need for the third degree! And I dunno what you mean, I ain't left this place... yet anyway."

I can detect the presence or absence of evil in the first round, the second I can get the number of auras.

What do you mean, yet? We were talking to you not that long ago in town!

@Pelkin: You said you were using your detect alignment ability, but I need to know which one you are looking for as you can use one of the detect spells at a time, so detect evil gives me something, but detect alignment doesn't. Just specify for later :) And no evil aura!

"Yea, this mornin' with the others. Course...", Rozimus looks down with defeated eyes. "I'm all that's left. Guess you guys got done pretty quick and wanted to check up on us, huh?"

"No," growls Amarthecthel. "We spoke to just you. And you told us your whole team was dead. You were terrified to come back here and asked us to recover their bodies. Does any of that ring a bell?"

"No, this must be some kinda trick! I only met ya guys the once before we split up!", Rozimus backing up a step.

Sense Motive: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

"Alright, alright," says Amarthecthel, convinced. "We must have met with an imposter. And you said you met with us? That means you met with multiple imposters! Or does anyone think it was an illusion?"

"Wait, then the you guys I saw earlier weren't you guys? And where's the dwarfy fella?"

Horgrym looks confused.

"Didn't the smoke thing say something about time? Is it earlier than it is or maybe it was before he left?"

"Smoky thing? You mean that thing talks?". Rozimus walks up to Amarthecthel and sniffs. "Ya don't smell drunk, though..."

May I see your hands? Pelkin wants to see if he still has the arcane marks.

Confused, Rozimus shows his hand. A yellow mark is on his left hand.

Do you remember receiving that yellow mark?

"Yeah, Dermott an' I got it from them statues out front before... well, seems like you know, for some reasons..."

Hogrym spends a moment studying Rozimus as he talks with Pelkin.

Assuming I can? Would it get me a +1 on survival 'against him' if I need to trace his steps?

Yes you may study him. It'll help you find Rozimus tracks if you aim to look for them.

And where is Dermott now? Pelkin continues to question Rozimus.

"this place is interesting! We must be time travelers! I always wanted to go back in time. Maybe we can save his friends from the gruesome death! Where are the other pathfinders, or well maybe their bodies? We will have to figure out how to go back before they die!"

Horgrym searches for Rozimus' tracks to try and determine how he came in the room.

Survival(Track,ST,UG): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

He ends up staring at his own for a few moments instead.

@Pelkin: Rozimus sighs, then raises a cocked eyebrow. "Didncha see his body out there? Looked like he was barbecued on the spot, poor ol' man."

@Twigg: "Time travel? What? I think you've had too many elderberries lil one!". As Twigg continues, he repeats Dermott's location. "The others are gone, too. I..."

I'll need a Diplomacy or Intimidate check to get him to open up!

I'll let someone else handle that job.

" Elderberries? You have some?! Regardless, Where are your friends if there was no time travel involved?"

Diplomacy 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

@Twigg: "They're dead little gnome... Dermott to some lizard thing that shot lightning from its mouth, and Garuke and Ailee walked into a chamber and jus' dropped dead! And here I am, trying to pray to a dead god, hoping I can be forgiven for runnin' like a coward..."

So what's everyone going to do with this Rozimus?

Horgrym moves over to where Rozimus was (is?) kneeling and looks around.

"Whatcha doing now?"

"I was gonna head back to town and drink my sorrows down." He was immediately before you came in praying to the statue.

Let him do what he wishes. We have no right to prevent him. Pelkin then will inspect the rest of the room for anything of interest before saying to the man, So where do you think we should be going next?

@Pelkin: Other than some excellent works of Azlanti art in sculpt, there is little of immediate interest in the chamber.

"Half a moment," says Amarthecthel. "Not that I disagree with you, Pelkin, but if we did not speak to Rozimus back at the inn, then to whom did we speak? And if he did not speak to us, then to whom?"

"But I did speak to you fellas at the inn, before we all left here! I'm so confused now.", pouts the rogue.

"We talked to you with the others and then talked to you alone later."

Horgrym pulls out the map Rozimus helped make.

"You helped make this."

"I did?", the man obviously confused. Looking over the scribbling, he raises an eyebrow. "I never was much of an artist... and that is my handwritin'..."

While the others talk, Pelkin will take time to deduce his alignment. I'll search for them all, evil ones first.

@Pelkin: He registers as none of the alignments; you can only assume he's true neutral within the realm of the god's alignments.

Anything else you wish to do, or going to explore some other rooms? And going to leave Rozimus to himself?

"Alright," says Amarthecthel. "We know something is amiss here, but evidently not with this man. Rozimus, you are free to go or to stay with us, as you please."

The elf leads the way into the chamber to the east.

Pelkin nods and follows Amar, leaving the confused man to his own devices.

The party leaves Rozimus alone and head back out of the chamber and back into the entrance hall.

As the party walks in, both Amarthecthel and Twigg feel a throbbing headache that nearly paralyzes then. Ahead the faint blue outline of a savage battle can be seen; a wizard being cooked alive by a bolt of lightning from a blue beast that is being flanked by an elf, a half-orc, and a human. You recognize them as the other Pathfinder team. Then the view shifts backwards, rewinding in view as the four are running and the behir chases them. Amarthecthel and Twigg's headaches stop at the same time the behir's outline takes a more solid form. It looks confused, unsure of why its prey has changed, but roars out as it prepares to attack!

Inits
Behir: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Amarthecthel: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Horgrym: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 2 = 6
Pelkin: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Twigg/Mexel: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Init Order (bold = up)
Pelkin
Amarthecthel
Twigg/Mexel
Behir
Horgrym
I removed the spoiler for Initiatives because... wow that's some crappy rolling there dice bot.

@Twigg: For the sake of it, your Enlarge Person on Mexel is active for 1 more minute

Amarthecthel holds out his hands, weaving them in a soporific pattern. "Sleep," he says.

Slumber hex. Sleep for 7 rounds. DC 17 Will save negates.

Then he rushes up the stairs to get some cover and spread out from the party.

Slumber hex?! NoooooOOOoooOOoooOOoooooo! :p

Behir Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

THUD!

The behir's eyes close and the beast slams against the ground snoring. Whispy sparks of electricity crackle from its mouth as it rests on the stone ground.

"It followed the last group it was chasing, so it's likely to follow us," says the elf.

"Yet I am loathe to simply murder a sleeping foe. Does anyone think it may not follow us if it does not see us? Or that we might reason with it?"

I have no issue with killing a sleeping foe that has killed fellow Pathfinders. Unless someone stops him with a good reason Pelkin will kill the behir.

Give the other time to argue against it if they wish.

"Kill it while it sleeps? that is no fun! we are warriors we can defeat this beast!" Twigg says while attempting to flex his biceps. 'Or better yet maybe I can befriend it so the dragon creature helps us. Dragons like me, or so I think they do!"

I'll let you guys keep this up. The creature is as dead as you want it to be unless you take TOO long to talk.

Knowledge Dungeon?, for the Behir: 1d20 + 8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 4 = 15 Ugh.

I'm not sure we should risk talking to a creature as large as this. Who knows what other dangerous capabilities it may have. I prefer not to be struck by its lightning!

So far, 1 for CDG, 1.5 against. Horgrym, you're the tie-breaker!

Horgrym studies the sleeping beast for a moment.

Knowledge(dungeoneering)(studied target): 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 1 = 19
That's the only knowledge I have, don't know if it is right one.

"It was about to attack us, it was chasing others who were running from it, and we don't even know if it can talk. Unless someone knows a reason not to...We have to protect ourselves."

@Horgrym: Kn: Arcana on this one.

Amarthecthel did make a good enough roll before to identify behirs. They are somewhat intelligent and oddly speak Common. Of course they are often territorial, especially against dragons. They can be reasoned with as they usually only attack human settlements when threatened or exceptionally hungry, but since this one is found in an Azlanti dungeon, it is hard to say its motivations.