# 5-19: The Horn of Aroden, with GM Pendrak (Inactive)

Game Master Pendrak

survival: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (11) - 2 = 9
Distracted by a chipmunk, Nei-lung does not spot the tracks.
perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Looking away from the striped rodent, though, he notices the handkerchief as well. "Yes, indeed Maanyatha. This is the crest of House Lebeda. I am surprised we had to travel this far before finding sign of our quarry. Well, it is said 'to travel is to learn', and 'learning is a weightless treasure you always carry easy'. Let us travel on and see what other treasures we may come upon, yes?"

Dante looks at Maanyatha and for a long moment is speechless. The stony demeanour on his papery yellow face holding for longer than you might expect.

Then, with little fanfare interjects. Metaphorical Vipers. The Vipers here are people, mercenaries who would kill Lander for profit or misguided ideals.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

"Yes, this must mean we are on the right trail. Now the question is whether Lander came here of his own free will or not..."

As tensions rise between the nagagi and dhampier he raises a hand in warning though his voice is soothing, "I think we need to tread lightly here. Much is going on here we have no idea of, and though they may indeed be vipers, they may not truly be our enemies."

You follow the path for about two miles. The deer trail winds past a large pond fed by a spring. Reeds and sedges grow around the pond, and piping birds are audible over the gurgling of running water. The pond drains from a stream flowing southwards. A section of grasses has been cleared away near the north edge of the pond, revealing a small fire pit caked with ashes.

Wadi mentioned treading lightly. Do you wish to travel stealthily as a group as you follow the deer trail? If so, give me Stealth checks.

Sensing the group may be closing in on Lander and suspecting that he may have been captured based on the interaction with that smith, Dante moves slowly and quietly as he can in full plate.

Stealth: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (3) - 3 = 0

Seeing they may be closing in on their quarry Wadi also tries to sneak along the trail, but not before slipping a wand out of its sheath and activating it. Activate Wand of Mage Armor, AC now 15, duration 1 hour.

Stealth: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
The loud clanking of Dante's armor makes Nei-lung cringe. Expecting any cover they may have had against any enemies has just been undone, he activates his spring-loaded wrist sheath to retrieve his wand of mage armor. Activating it, he uses it on himself. +4 AC for 1 hour

Glorne peers around carefully as he tries to move quietly as well..

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

Graxzos moves with the others, pistol drawn. He does t see much point in trying to be stealthy after the racket the others have made...

Stealth: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 4 - 1 = 13

Nonetheless, he does his best to stay quiet.

Stealth 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

LOL. We are a hot mess

As you come into view of the pond, several rough looking men, bandits by their appearance, step forward, weapons drawn.

"Get 'em, boys! If they're as loaded as that last fop we'll all be rich! For the mistress!" cries the man who appears to be the leader, a tall, thin, ruddy-faced man who walks with a slight limp and sports a long, greasy mustache. He charges forward at Wei-Lung, heavy mace in one hand, light mace in the other, and wallops the monk across the shoulder with a painful blow.

The other bandits loose arrows, which miss. They toss their bows aside, and move forward, drawing their own heavy maces.

Wei-Lung takes 14 points of non-lethal damage. You guys are up.

Glorne moves 10' to the East. The pale, cool mist around him flares up and a ray of pure cold fires from his right hand at the man with the two maces.

ranged Touch attack: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 1 = 24
possible Cold damage: 2d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4, 6) + 2 + 1 = 13

point-blank and precise shot feats applied

"Ouch! Watch it fellas, there's wolves among the sheep," says the leader, after Glorne's blast strikes him hard.

She takes a 5' step and attempts to slash the cretin in front of her with her naginata
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Fop? They must be referring to Landen! We need to take the leader prisoner!

Wadi calls out, "Surrender to us or we will show no mercy!" An empty threat he knew but hopefully it will distract them. He then waves his arm in a wide arc causing a sparkling cloud of particles to appear in between the bandits!

Cast Glitterdust centering the three bandits. DC 16 Will save or become blinded and visibly outlining invisible things for 5 rounds.

”Bah. I’ll show yeh wolves,” Graxzos snarls. Stumping our past Wei-lung, he takes aim at the mustachioed leader and fires!

Pistol (into melee): 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 9 - 4 = 21 resolves vs. touch AC for 1d8 ⇒ 3.

He holsters his still-smoking gun. No sense wasting ammo on this slime.

Live bleeding wounds begin to appear all over Dantes face and chest, seeming to mirror the wounds of the great trials of the deity you worship.

This inspires you with a righteous fervor. Stigmata functioning as Inspire Courage + 2

He then draws his Gandasa and moves towards combat to keep people covered with his auras.

Maanyatha's naginata slices into the bandit leader, and blood wells up across his chest. Then golden particles descend on the group of brigands, and suddenly all three are clutching their eyes, blinded by Wadi's magic.

"I can't see anything!" shouts the leader.

Graxzos blasts the blinded leader in the arm as well, adding injury to insult.

Nei-Lung is up.

Glitterdust is such a nice spell

Nei-lung's AC is now 22. Expert duelist trait gives +1 AC if adjacent to only one foe.
Nei-lung focuses his mind and body and enters into Dragon style swift. Attacking the man in front of him, he puts a little extra force into his flurry of blows. Attacking w/ Power Attack, -2/+4
1st Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 - 2 = 11
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 4 = 13
2nd Unarmed Strike: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 - 2 = 9
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 4 = 12
He then steps back from the foe.

Despite being blind, the bandit leader seems to instinctively dodge Nei-lung's blows as they come. He then steps forward, recklessly flailing with both maces in the direction of Maanyatha, and manages to land a heavy blow with the first. The other bandits similarly stagger forward and take wild, desperate swings, but both are way off, swinging at air.

Maanyatha takes 11 points of non-lethal damage. You guys are back up.

Dante continues to have live wounds open kn his dead and decaying body in a move that showcases his connection to fate.

Banditry is a poor life choice. You may make profit in the short term but a man who risks his life every day will surely one day lose it. It is simple. Repent and beg forgiveness.

He brings his weapons curved blade down into the pathetic blind yellow bandit.

+1 Silversheen Gandasa + Inspire Courage + 2: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 2 = 272d4 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1, 3) + 4 + 2 = 10

Glorne moves SE and The pale, cool mist around him flares up and a ray of pure cold fires from his right hand at the "Red" bandit....

"Cool it, stupid."

[dice=ranged Touch attack vs. "Red" bandit]1d20+5+1+2[/dice]
[dice=possible Cold damage vs. "Red" bandit]2d6+2+1+2[/dice]

Again, point-blank and precise shot feats; +1 for point blank; +2 of Inspire Courage

Wadi is unwilling to risk targeting the bandit leader with a lethal spell here so he elects to hold his actions while calling out, "This is your last chance. Surrender here or you will be sleeping with the worms!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Graxzos wades into the melee and, seeing that the others seem to be trying to avoid killing the bandit leader, rolls his eyes. Ha! Surely someone here can heal him. Why not just put him down? He draws his ax as he moves and takes a chop at the blinded leader's legs!...and begrudgingly tries not to target any vital arteries.

Attack (IC, flanking, nonlethal): 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 2 + 2 - 4 = 12 for 1d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 2 = 15 nonlethal damage

Dante slashes one of the bandits with his machete-like weapon, while Glorne ice-blasts the other full in the chest. Graxzos nails the leader in the knee with his dwarven waraxe, a painful but nonlethal wound.

"Nine hells that's cold!" shouts one of the brigands as he is hit by the kineticist's bolt, and then when Wadi calls out, he decides he's finished.

"Alright, alright," he says, putting up his hands, "I've had enough. This ain't worth it."

Red bandit surrenders. Maanyatha and Nei-lung can act.

Still wondering how the dastardly dude managed to avoid him the first time, Nei-lung decides to step forward once again, attempting to unleash a swarm of attacks against the bandit leader. All non-lethal.
Furious Fist w/ PA & Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 8 - 2 + 2 = 18
damage w/ PA & Inspire Courage: 1d8 + 6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 4 + 2 = 20
Knockout Knee w/ PA & Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 8 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 - 2 + 2 = 25
damage w/ PA & Inspire Courage: 1d8 + 4 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 4 + 2 = 11

As his limbs connect solidly with the man, he speaks. "We are all merely grains of sand in the hour-glass of life. Some just fall sooner than others!"

Nei-lung delivers a pair of devastating blows to the bandit leader, knocking him unconscious. With their leader downed, the remaining bandit also falls to his knees, hands up, surrendering.

"Please, spare me, I'll tell ya anything," says the brigand.

Wadi strides over to the brigand , his eyes flashing with an eerie red glow, "You mentioned another person who came through here...a fop I believe you called him? What happened to him? Where is he now?"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Graxzos glowers at the rather polite (for his taste) Wadi, and stumps over to the brigand, placing his ax’s blade against the man’s neck. ”Speak, damn yeh! Speak or I’ll spill her blood all o’er these weeds, an’ only be sad if’n it gets on me armor!”

Intimidate: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Sorry about the slow down, had a few things come up.

"Yeah, we captured some weak lording yesterday, he's back at our camp until we can ransom him, or find some use for him," one of the bandits says, and he points to a place nearby where the grass is walked down, "That trail leads to our camp. Feel free to go get killed by Mistress Aldona." He laughs, coughing as he does.

"See these?" says the other bandit, pulling up his sleeves to show scars on his upper arms,"Come the next full moon, the power of our gang will multiply, and all of Silverhall will be our prey."

Wadi raises an eyebrow at the bravado shown by the bandits, "Mistress Aldona? Is that who runs your little operation here? How many others are in your little 'gang'?"

"Three more. Ain't no reason to lie. And yeah, the Mistress of the Moon is our leader, Aldona," he says, shrugging.

Dante is surprised to hear the leader of the gang is someone other than the smith back in town.

Heal: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29

Dante smirks. Wild animal markings. So that's how it is. Willing to flirt with any sort of abomination for the sake of power. Foolish. Very foolish. The long view for you is....grim

He signals his willingness to end the spread of evil by drawing his silversheen gandasa and waiting to see if any object.

Knowledge (Local): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Graxzos sucks his teeth when he sees the wound on the man’s arm. ”Yeh get that from a lycanthrope, boy? Tell the truth an’ shame yer Moon Mistress, now.”

Lucky I still got that silver blanche in my pack...from last time.

"Lycanthropes? Like werewolves and the like. I'm not going to risk catching that stuff."

Glorne grabs his masterwork Cold Iron morningstar from his hip...

"These things need to die before they spread their vile disease elsewhere."

It would be mossst merccciful to him and to othersss to end him now she says. All who wear the mark

Dante sniffs in realization We just need to be certain theyre lycanthropy and not merely stupid...

"Well any who bear the mark here are suspect," Wadi replies thoughtfully, "Plus the Mistress of the Moon would know for sure. In any event should she be indeed a lycanthrope then she needs to be exterminated," he finishes grimly.

Proceeding stealthily from the watering hole to the other camp? Give me Stealth checks, if you so desire.

stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

Stealth: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Leaving the other bandits tied to trees at the watering hole to be dealt with later, the Pathfinders set out following the trail. After about three miles they reach the bandit camp.

A half-dozen tents form a semi-circle around a large fire pit in this clearing on a hillside. The smell of roasting meat wafts through the air, and a plume of smoke rises from the fire. Several large barrels sit beside the opening of the largest of the tents.

Their attempts at approaching stealthily seem to have been foiled. As they come walking up, several creatures walk toward them from the camp. Two are humans, smiling bandits who seem eager to fight. One is a massive dire wolf, ten foot long, with eyes full of cunning, and scars that have torn away most of its lips. The last, a red-furred wolf-woman wearing a suit of stained chainmail and wielding a long sword, can only be the so-called Mistress of the Moon, Aldona.

Aldona pats the dire wolf on it's head. "Look, Grinner," she growls, dropping a potion vial, wiping her maw, and putting her other hand on her sword, "We didn't have to go hunting after all. Lunch came to us."

She charges forward, supernaturally fast, and slashes Maanyatha across the neck with a vicious blow, snarling as she does.

Maanyatha takes 24 points of damage. Glorne, Wadi, and Maanyatha can act.

WAdi stumbles back away from the action clearly caught off guard by the sudden assault. Still thinking fast he points his finger at the Mistress and intones an incantation causting a reddish aura to engulf the feral woman!

"May I suggest you go on a diet?" He taunts the woman.

5' Step back.
Cast Spontaneous Immolation at the Mistress. The target takes 3d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 2) = 8 points of fire damage and catches on fire. A successful DC 16 Fort save reduces this damage by half and prevents the target from catching on fire. Each round on your turn, a burning target can attempt a DC 16 Reflex save to extinguish the flames; otherwise it takes another 1d6 fire damage.
SR check(if needed): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Glorne moves(2 squares North, then 1 square NE) with the pale, cool mist that clings to his body flaring in intensity as a blade of pure cold forms in his hands. he then strikes at the Mistress.

kinetic blade(SU)(burn+1; damage as blast; You can use this form infusion once as part of an attack action, a charge action, or a full-attack action in order to make melee attacks with your kinetic blade. Since it’s part of another action (and isn’t an action itself), using this wild talent doesn’t provoke any additional attacks of opportunity. The kinetic blade deals your kinetic blast damage on each hit (applying any modifiers to your kinetic blast’s damage as normal, but not your Strength modifier). The blade disappears at the end of your turn. The weapon deals the same damage type that your kinetic blast deals, and it interacts with Armor Class and spell resistance as normal for a blast of its type.) Burn:(ex):(1/rd.; non-leathal=1/level; 3+con max); elemental overflow(ex): +1H/D=#burn (max: 1+1/3L)

melee Touch attack vs. Mistress: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 = 25
possible Cold damage: 2d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2, 4) + 3 + 1 = 10
SR check(if needed): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Fire and ice strike the werewolf, and though she doesn't catch on fire, she takes a good deal of damage.

Since she has a reach weapon, does she get an AoO?

She takes a 5' step back and attempts to slash the wolf lady
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Since she has a reach weapon, does she get an AoO?

No, since she hadn’t acted in combat yet she didn’t get an attack of opportunity.

The nagaji nimbles steps back and slashes the werewolf with her naginata for a solid blow, but strangely some of the damage seems to immediately heal back.

The massive, prehistoric wolf moves forward with cunning and deadly purpose, and lunges at Wadi, who quickly dodges the bite.

The brigands stride forward and loose arrows at Graxzos and Wadi, but the shots miss, partially thanks to the cover provided by the front line.

Graxzos, Dante, and Nei-lung can act.