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At the new HQ, Joek is visited by a messenger.
"Sir, Kobold Cleaver says that the False Goddess is dead! He wants you to call off the attack out of respect for the dead and because the threat has been removed."
Joek betrays little surprise, having heard the same form his own spells. "Tell him to stay where he is. We still have a mission: To destroy all that remains of the Eyrie."
"Sir?"
"Every goddess leaves a taint. If we do not remove it, the Board is in peril."
The messenger, being a rather inconveniently smart man, hesitates. "Sir, I do not believe that that is so."
Joek glares at the messenger, and removes his hood. The messenger leaps back in shock at what is beneath. "I believe that you should realize, that I know significantly more than you."
The messenger shakily agrees and is off.


"Is there any news of the drow?" Joek asks KC.
"No, but we'll find her soon. You realize that if she is not stopped, untold damage could be done. Not just to the Servants. To the Board. She must be stopped." Kobold Cleaver sighs. "Unfortunately, we have poor knowledge of her. There is one that they seek, I know this much. He is protected at the moment, though."
"Keep looking. If we can find this one, we stand a chance. Otherwise, we will have to worry about Decca."


Someone moving against the Demon of Ruin and Apostates, moving against little ole me? Interesting....


Decca, Demon Queen of Ruin wrote:
Someone moving against the Demon of Ruin and Apostates, moving against little ole me? Interesting....

It is a lawful neutral organization, you know. If it weren't for certain leaders, it would have strong good tendencies. And my cult can thrash your cult.


Kobold Cleaver wrote:
Decca, Demon Queen of Ruin wrote:
Someone moving against the Demon of Ruin and Apostates, moving against little ole me? Interesting....
It is a lawful neutral organization, you know. If it weren't for certain leaders, it would have strong good tendencies. And my cult can thrash your cult.

Silly little kobold. I don't have cults, only puppets whom call my name when they crave power. Besides I have the hordes of demon legions at my desposal and an pact with the Prince of ******. Ooops, can't say to much, it would ruin the surprise. Tah. Tah.


Decca, Demon Queen of Ruin wrote:
Kobold Cleaver wrote:
Decca, Demon Queen of Ruin wrote:
Someone moving against the Demon of Ruin and Apostates, moving against little ole me? Interesting....
It is a lawful neutral organization, you know. If it weren't for certain leaders, it would have strong good tendencies. And my cult can thrash your cult.
Silly little kobold. I don't have cults, only puppets whom call my name when they crave power. Besides I have the hordes of demon legions at my desposal and an pact with the Prince of ******. Ooops, can't say to much, it would ruin the surprise. Tah. Tah.

We'll see about that. This is a group of diviners, remember.


A cloaked man exits one of the pentacles used for transporation. He walks slowly up to a plain stone and knocks five times in a complex pattern.
In a few minutes, the rock starts glowing. The man pressed his hand against it, and is teleported into the Headquarters.
The man walks slowly through the building, ignoring hurried looking Servants. He soon arrives at a plain wooden door, on which he raps his knuckles. On a plaque, which has been screwed to the door, are four words:
Kobold Cleaver
Head Diviner


The door opens slowly. A weary looking kobold looks out.
"Yes?"


The man lowers his hood. He looks humanlike enough, but there is something off about him not even the Servants' countless wards picked up.
"I believe we have an appointment," he says coldly.


Kobold Cleaver looks him over. "You seem familiar," he says suspiciously. A scaly claw reaches for his spell component pouch.


Moving with unbelievable speed, the man draws his longsword and slashes across. The pouch's strings are sliced through, and it falls to the ground.
The creature's eyes glow red.
"Fool!" he hisses. His skin begins to become red and scaly. "Did you think you could contain me? Your precious diviners didn't see this coming, I'll warrant!"


The kobold's eyes widen. "You!" he says in horror. He leaps back and casts a spell, and five bolts of white fire fly at Candle Lighter.


A ghostly creature appears, blocking the magic missiles.
"No," it hisses.


Kobold Cleaver pauses. "You're supposed to be on our side. Where's Joek?"


"You knew I was going to betray you, you idiotic self-absorbed little lizard. But your mind was too busy debating with itself to actually do anything about it, besides shrug and act apologetic. I doubt anybody will mourn your passing."


"Baseless accusations. Lynora understood--"


"ARG!" the Mask explodes. "You are so obnoxious, I don't know how you survived this long! You tried to kidnap Lynora's spawn! And don't give me any of that crap about orders. You're an enemy. Your old friends hate you, your enemies hate you, and even Joek and the others hate you! You know this, so get out of your damn denial so I can kill you with closure!"


"That would depend on you managing to kill me," Kobold Cleaver says, apparently not hearing the rest of the Mask's statement. "Believe me, your lies do not hamper my prowess."


"Fine. You know, I did try, but your mind is old and unable to comprehend the truth. You really have this coming." The Mask holds up a familiar item. The Cleaver. "Joek is dead. I'd think the Servants' wards would detect that. Or did you not have a Deathwatch spell active? Odd, you people are usually so paranoid. Doesn't matter. The kobold put up a bit of a fight, but he was hopelessly outmatched."


Kobold Cleaver looks only slightly surprised, and not very sorry.
"Well, I can't say he didn't have it coming. I suppose you think you're going to do the same to me? That's not my phylactery any more. I'm no lich, that project failed miserably."


"True. But that doesn't mean it isn't a nasty weapon." The ghostly figure tosses the Ghost Touch weapon to Candle Lighter.


Kobold Cleaver looks a bit nervous now. "Even if I die," he says, "I will be avenged. Where's the point? The Servants outnumber you two devastatingly."


Candle Lighter leaps forward, and taps the kobold on the shoulder before he can dodge.


Kobold Cleaver looks up sadly. "I don't--oh. I see I have erred."
He begins to fade. "That won't kill me," he whispers.


"Doesn't matter. You're not coming back." The Mask speaks a spell, and Kobold Cleaver's incorporeal form vanishes into the Cleaver.


Suddenly, a bell begins ringing loudly. Candle Lighter laughs. "It's started, then. Are the pentacles broken?"
"Every one. There will be a few survivors, but not many. And the Servants have lost favour lately. They won't find shelter. Our own enemies will begin to pick them off for us."
A knock comes from the door. Sighing, Candle Lighter turns and opens it, sword at the ready.


"Kobold Cleaver, zombie horde detected coming fast! We--yipe!"
A scrawny goblin, dressed in tattered grey robes, ducks as the meat cleaver slices towards him. He leaps back as the sword comes down at him. "You not Kobold Cleaver!" He pulls out a rotting eyeball and throws it at the disguised dracolich. The eye explodes in a blinding flash, and Candle Lighter roars in fury. The goblin flees.


"Stop flailing about, Candle Lighter. He'll die no matter what." The Mask rolls its eyes. "Right now, we'd better get moving before that creature brings a dozen mages on our heads." He casts a spell, and the two begin rising towards the ceiling, incorporeal.
"We've accomplished our goal for today. The rest is gravy."
And I'm done talking to myself for now. Yes, Kobold Cleaver is staying dead this time. I killed him because he had clearly fallen out of favour with everybody. Besides which, The Board Servants were slowing down the plot. It was a necessity that they fall.

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