4-05 The Sanos Abduction (Regular) (Inactive)

Game Master Helikon

Sure thing Amelia says to Garret as she taps him with his wand.

Looking back at Eramos, she says Yes, I do worry if the gnome's experiments may have left her a bit...addled.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

Galandaro looks around and wonders why anyone would live in a log. "Is anyone even here?" he asks the others still unsure about the log.

You follow the trail to a ravine.
Each of you can make another perc check.

perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

I think it's this way. Amelia calls back. There's a gully down this trail.

Riddywipple!?!?

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17

Riddywipple?

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

"This is getting exhausting" Galandaro says looking around the ravine...

"Is anyone here? "

Perception : 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33

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Apart from Galandro and Guk you all miss a step and are in peril of falling down a ravine into a thorny bush.
Eramos, Garret, Amelia and Wizard, please do a reflex save to avoid falling down.

Suddenly in the middle of you a voice is heard."Ha, you all played my game. It was funny or... really funny. You have earned to see my true self".

reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 +2 if it is a trap

Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Whaugh! Amelia says as she tumbles down the steep slope and into the brambles. Painfully standing back up, she raises her head only to see a dragon's head framed by pixie-like wings. Riddywipple then? 'Funny's not the word I'd lay down. I tend to prefer a pun or impression to 'made-you-looks', especially when the glance the other way distracts from a long step down.

reflex save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 ooh, that looks bad

Kel starts to say, "Well aren't you just the handsomest thi... aaaaah!" he finishes with a cry of surprise as he falls into the ravine, landing with a thump into the thorny bushes... "Not laughing."

"I fail to see the humor in all of this..."

ReflGarret: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24
Luckily only Garrett and Eramos are in real danger and they made their safes. Amelia and the Wizard were close but could be helped by Guk and Galandro who saw the danger.
The little dragon replies."Well, you are on my turf, and how do I know that you are no enemies, but you helped each other and that is a good sign. You know how dangerous the forest has become with all this undead?"

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26

"Hmmm, I suppose you have to be careful, living alone in the forest. Did you also put that piece of metal down there to distract people?"

Garret points to something glittering down in the ravine

Sense Motive untrained: 1d20 ⇒ 11

"Are you ok? You seem unsettled..." Galandaro casually comments and then casts Mage Armor upon himself due to the uneasiness of the pseudo-dragon...

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Very dangerous I'd imagine. Amelia says, somewhat less frustrated in tone as she picks up on Riddywipple's nervousness.

Luckily we're not enemies. She holds out a hand. Amelia Acher, Kortos Chronicle. We from the Pathfinder Society. Got sent out here to help out old Ignizi but apparently the dead aren't staying that way and made off with one of her friends. I'm sure she'd be pleased as a peach to hear you're all right though.

As she talks of the undead, Amelia reminds herself to get a club, and starts pulling at nearby branches to find one with good heft.

Can I acquire a club in these woods. Wouldn't mind a weapon that's not awful in case more skeletons abound.

Riddiywipple smiles at you. "Yes, yes I am Riddywiplle Aurora."
Garret sees a ring on a skeleton down there and Amelia finds a thick branch quite useful as a club.

"I like you. I really do! Well you can make camp here at my fallen log and while you wait I will ask around among my fey forest friends." Weaving a good bye fly he adds."I will wake you in the morning and we find the source by first daylight!"

"Does anyone know anything about this ring?"

Garret gets a small fire going and prepares a meal

Cook: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Galandaro will roll his eyes and spend the time to cast Detect Magic on the ring... if it does detect as magic then he will spellcraft it...

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 10 + 2 = 18

IT is magic but with that roll...

"May I see it, please? Perhaps I can help out." Kel also casts detect magic...

spellcraft: 1d20 + 12 + 1d6 ⇒ (17) + 12 + (4) = 33

As Riddywipple flies off, Amelia turns to the others.

I'm not sure I quite understand the dragon's sense of humor, but I think he means well. Can't say the same from all these undead out there though. Do you think Dijjit can afford to have us camp here and wait another day?

Guk blinks twice at the pseudodragon, then bursts out: "You are nothing short of amazing, *Ribbit*-wipple. You and I are going to get along great! So, will you help us find the missing Pathfinder?"

@Wizard It is a ring of maniacal devices.
"Well I will help you. No worries. And if you do not know where to search... well the forest is very large!"

The next morning Riddywipple returns.
" In the night last night, I flew over to my friendly pixie friend Pollinia, a trixie youngster who lit out with me for a bit of a fly-around, where we chatted about all the happy happenings in the forest as well as some untidy tidings. As it turns out, the carved cave near my pegasi friendlies has a new body that everybody agrees is disagreeable. The old cold cavern used to be used by humans long before long ago, but it's been empty as a log si nee then. " Now it seems an unseemly creature has wandered in from the bit of bog near Wartle and taken to torturing and terrifying the forest. The monster's name is Marigana, and trappers chased her from her Wartle morass after she kidnapped some napping kids from the town and turned them into deadly undead. Now she's taken up taking over Sanos, and wants to spread her terrible territory. We can make a joint journey to see the poisonous new occupant, but it will be doubtlessly undeadly."

"Well this is a handy item... it helps you craft traps, and more importantly, disable devices... I'd like to hang onto it if no one objects.. at least for now." He slips it on his finger and hopes it's not one of those tricky cursed items that only SEEMS to be something special.

"Errr, so there is a undead monster called Marigana who is the cause of all this? We should lay it to rest permanently! How far away do you think it is for us who walk?"

"I agree Garret... although we don't know she herself is undead, only that she makes undead... she could be a necromancer... but whatever the actual situation, we need to stop her. Your guidance along the way would be most welcome, Riddywipple! Thank you for offering to accompany us."

Wizard- are you still injured? according to your stat line it says you are down HP. If so I will expend one use of my infernal healing wand to get you back up

Galandaro puts a book away and will walk with the group towards the desired location.

yeah, but I have a wih too, I'll just use a charge, thanks for the reminder.

Marigana. Amelia says. Well, at least the fiend has a name now. Always better to have a name for a thing; strips the mystique from them, makes it a real thing and real thing's can be beat.

Even as they walk towards the cavern in question, Amelia continues to pepper Riddywiple with questions. Did Pollinia know how the Marigana is making the undead? Is she a necromancer? Or you said she's 'poisonous': is that because of her personality or should we be worried about a toxin?

Rippywipple replies."None of us is quite sure what sort of creature Marigana is, but she has been seen with an entourage of skeletons and zombies, which leads us to suspect she has necromantic powers. Marigana lived in the swamp near Wartle, but the locals chased her off after she started stealing children from the town to add to her zombie horde. Now
she's moved into Sanos and is beginning to carve out an undead territory."
Riddywipple looks at the rising sun and smiles. "If you are ready... we should move out and use the sunlight!"

"I agree *ribbit* even more if we're about to battle undead. Lead on, O mighty dragon."

"Let's go. Can you warn us when we are getting close?"

Garret will cast barkskin and ask for another tap of mage armor when the group is close to where the undead are supposed to be (within 10 minutes distance)

"How dreadful, another battle." Galandaro remarks and ensures his Mage Armor is up. AC is 17

Mage armor seems like a good idea to Kel, too, and he casts it on himself.

Riddywipple tells you that they are approaching the home of his longtime friends, pegasi who might be able to offer assistance in defeating the
undead. You follows an overgrown road until they reach a muddy, reedy lake surrounded by underbrush and large stones.

As you approach, you see the silhouettes of statuesque pegasi grazing in the glade. However, as you grow closer, you see that the pegasi are covered in deep wounds and dried blood, and that they graze not upon grass, but upon the carcass of a fallen creature. The blood-encrusted pegasi turn their attention to you and clumsily lift into the air.

Seeing this Riddywipple lets out a heartcrushing scream."NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Ini Wizard: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Ini Galandro: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Ini Garret: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Ini Eramos: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Ini Gluk: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Ini Amilia: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

"Are they all undead now?" Garret asks with a shaking voice. "What should we do? I do not want to fight pegasi!"

Map is up
Gluk
Garret
Pegasus Grey
Pegasus Red
Pegasus Black
Amilia
Wizard
Galandro
Eramos
Bold may post

What's the pegasi's init?

Guk blinks, as if in shock of what he just saw. "Curses and maledictions! *Ribbit* Whoever committed that foul crime shall pay."

It is 14

Looks like we posted nearly at the same time. Sorry!

Guk draws his wand once more, and chants a blessing to guide his companions' sword arm.

Bless: +1 morale bonus to attack rolls and saving throws against fear.

Garret slowly moves forward, ready to defend himself should one of the pegasi attack him.

Readied trip: 1d20 + 15 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 15 + 1 = 20
Vicious stomp: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 1 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

The Pegasi take into the air.

Garret watches as the pegasi take flight

stupid halfling, you know that flying creatures can not be tripped!

Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Amelia moves to position herself under cover from the pegasi, but her thoughts are momentarily filled with a fixation on the lake. The cool, calm, refreshing lake. And I do need a bath....

The reporter shakes the thoughts away quickly, but the feeling is strange. There's something fishy about that lake there! Seems like something wants us to go inside it - and based on our luck so far I don't think it's just for a nice chat.

She looks to the sky warily.

Know Religion (for the undeadness): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21
Know Arcana (for the pegasus-ness): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Better avoid it for now, at least until we've handled these three. I'm sorry Riddywipple but your friends are gone now. We'll take care of stopping more form having the same fate, but right now we need to put them to rest!

Amelia will begin lecturing what she knows (from the Knowledges above) about the undead pegasi.

Starting Bardic Performance about the pegasi. +2 to attacks, AC, and saves.

WILL: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Galandaro takes a step towards the water and then shakes his head...
"There is some magic afoot in the air..."

Spellcraft to ID spell if applicable: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18