As the party storms into this grand chamber, it's appearance is unmistakable in its purpose - a dark temple. Intricately woven tapestries hang from the walls, depicting dark forests beneath crescent moons and filled with beasts and capering hags. Along the west wall stands a large stone hearth containing the charred remains of a balefire. On either side of the hearth hangs a large cauldron; one is iron, the other copper. To the left of the hearth, the wall is painted with the giant image of a fanged crone with raven's wings and a donkey tail. A longspear hangs on the south wall of the room, pointing east, while a curved sword hangs on the north wall, pointing west. In the northeast corner stands a plain oaken table holding wooden panpipes, a polished copper bowl, and a silver punching dagger.
Religion roll for anyone who has it.
Findurel lands several of his arrows on the ghostly figure. The others, ready themselves in unison having seen the door open and would be attackers enter. A ghostly flame flies from the specter woman's hand toward Findurel. ghost flame bolt:1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 29 ,fire:8d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 5, 4, 4, 5, 6, 5) = 40
Will Sv, Find DC 22. Fail?:
Findurel becoms engulfed in sickly green flames. While these eerie flames deal no additional damage, you glow as per faerie fire and becomes sickened.
The pregnant woman charges Quasit with her bare hands, hands?:1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 13 + 2 = 18 (miss). The matronly type yells, 'How dare you meddle here. Her voice is unmistakable, this is Caigreal who evaded you earlier before the satyr was beheaded. A dense fog surrounds her after she moves away.
Party up. Previous round (surprise) actions remain.
Map update on the way.
Spell craft / knowledge to gather added info
Female Human Unchained Rogue/15|HP:108/108|AC29,F22,T19|F+11,R+20,W+10|Init+8|SP30|PER +18|ACRO +21|APP +11|BLUFF +20|CLIMB+9|DIPLO +20|DIS DEV +31|DISG +8|ESC ART +16|INTIM +11|KN(dung)+6|KN(Local)+9|LING+6|PERF+8|SENS MOT+10|SLEIGHT +10|STLTH +21|SWIM +5|UMD+14
"Meddling is what we do!" retorts Quasit defiantly.
Eyeing her pregnant opponent, Quasit sneers. "Sorry, did we interrupt the baby shower?" she asks in a syrupy voice. Then she flips her sword from hand to hand deftly and makes a fake jab before flipping her grip and drawing her sword in a slashing arc toward the 'pregnant woman's' neck.
Move action to Feint, trying to get her flatfooted, then melee attack
Botting Selena: Standard action cast Chill Touch, Move action, activate dimensional slide as part of move action for 1 arcane pool point, free touch attack on cyan as part of casting chill touch.
Chill Touch vs Touch AC; Flanking:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 2 = 12 Negative Energy:1d6 ⇒ 6 DC 14 Fort save or take 1 STR dmg
NG Female Kitsune Sorcerer 15 (vulpine) | Speed 30 ft. | AC 19, T 14, FF 17 | hp 104/106 | Fort +12, Ref +13, Will +14 | Init +2 | Percep +4 | CMD 20/18 | Spells per day used: lvl1 0/9 lvl2 0/8 lvl3 0/8 lvl4 0/8 lvl5 0/7 lvl6 0/6 lvl7 0/4 | Conditions: none
Did my magic missiles hit? Can I tell if the specter lady incorporeal?
Sakitu steps further into the room while unslinging her bow from her shoulder. She points an arrow towards the pregnant lady but hesitates. Shooting a pregnant woman just seems wrong. But Quasit is attacking her. Squeezing her eyes shut, Sakitu releases the arrow.
Findurel's arrows land and Bulvi's attack finds its mark. The specter looses it's form, dissipating into a brief fog just as the fog surrounding Caigreal is burnt away. She, however isn't revealed.
Findurel can tell that the specter lady is incorporeal. @Sakitu The missles do not seem to do anything. Also, feel free to tweak your posted actions. @Selana, heal or take Mama's not actions? You may also rearrange order as you have actions from last round and this one. Map update on the way.
Mama's not actions? I don't know what this means. If I've got a second action though... I'll mage armor myself.
Also, magic missile o\is a force effect and fully interacts with incorporeal creatures, so it must be either a shield spell or some extra special effect for magic missile to not affect her.
Tezuzu will stick near Sakitu as they storm through the room.
Suprise round: Move Actions for positioning.
Tezuzu's eyes sharpen hearing Caigreal's voice "Oh come now? Again with the cowardly vanishing trick? Can we not simply have a calm rational conversation? We even brought your lovesick paramour. What she sees in you I have not the faintest clue to be frank." he squacks with an unmistakably irritable mocking tone.
Bluff:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14(Tezuzu is brazenly lying. He fully intends to attempt to kill Caigreal should she show herself.)
He turns his focus to the pregnant wench attempting to rip apart his favorite little wise-cracking simian and bellows a supernaturally charged cawing at the creature as he focuses his cursed energy in it's direction.
R1 Actions:
Misfortune Hex DC 18 Will, Blue Dot + Cackle Hex to add +1 Rnd to duration. Yang will Move forward and attack Blue dot to provide flanking for Q should Selena's actions differ from the botted actions.
Life Link Activates, @Fin heals 5 hp. Tez takes 5 damage. (Can I make the assumption Tez burned a few charges on his wand of clw after the last fight to bring himself up to full hp?)
Selena falls to the ground unconscious. Clearly the harm from the woman's hand's were not enough to slay Selena outright, so something else must have happened. There is little time to gather what as the pregnant woman steps away and another bout of fog appears around her.
Party up
12 hp dmg and 10 str drain. Selena's STR falls to zero. Love auto correct, yes Selena Find got it. Do you take the actions Maka listed, your post, both, and please note order
Maka took a moment to focus before her eyes starting glowing far brighter than normal. "Stop hiding and fight me!" she shouted as she approached the fog cloud.
Sticking with healing Fin and casting mage armor. Honestly had missed that maka botted me. In any case,... unconscious? Why in the world would a lack of strength make me unconscious? Whoever wrote these rules really doesn't understand how the world works.
Winter pokes a nose out in a resigned fashion, checking Selena.
Female Human Unchained Rogue/15|HP:108/108|AC29,F22,T19|F+11,R+20,W+10|Init+8|SP30|PER +18|ACRO +21|APP +11|BLUFF +20|CLIMB+9|DIPLO +20|DIS DEV +31|DISG +8|ESC ART +16|INTIM +11|KN(dung)+6|KN(Local)+9|LING+6|PERF+8|SENS MOT+10|SLEIGHT +10|STLTH +21|SWIM +5|UMD+14
She did a full attack and then conjured up a fog cloud to disappear into as a free action? Crummy witch!
As the smoke appears out of nowhere and the 'pregnant woman' melts back into it, Quasit's first instinct seems to be to run in after her. But she holds herself back.
"Desna's t~&*!" she growls in frustration. She circles north, ready to stab the first pregnant lady she spots.
move, ready action to stab if she pops out of the cloud in reach
Though Maka cannot see within the fog, she can makes out something that was invisible moments before on the opposite side of the fog before it moves, obscured by the fog.
Another pillar of fire erupted in the middle of the fog cloud. "Stop hiding you stupid witches!"
Standard Action Eruption, move action Gather power reduce 1 burn. If Maka sees an invisible creature after the explosion clears the cloud, she'll shout and point to the square.
As the blast of fire clears, revealing the unconscious form of the pregnant woman and a patch of fog that remains. The form of the fog is somewhat humanoid in size and shape, with electricity running along its surface. It's practically formless face features a pair of glowing blue eyes. From it a line of lighting blasts toward Maka, striking the unconscious Selena. electricity:3d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 3) = 12,
Maka, reflex SV DC 16:
Save for half electricity:3d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 4) = 14
Selena takes 12 dmg. Maka sees an invisible form near the northwest door.
Readiedd actions still up. You may of course make adjustments. Findurel's readied acton would slay the fog thing. Quasit is unsure about approaching the electricity.
Pass save for 7 lighting dmg, fails to bypass resistance.
Maka deflected the bolt of lighting with a fire covered arm. "One of the witches is invisible and trying to leave!" Maka shouted as she pointed to the Northwest door.
NG Female Kitsune Sorcerer 15 (vulpine) | Speed 30 ft. | AC 19, T 14, FF 17 | hp 104/106 | Fort +12, Ref +13, Will +14 | Init +2 | Percep +4 | CMD 20/18 | Spells per day used: lvl1 0/9 lvl2 0/8 lvl3 0/8 lvl4 0/8 lvl5 0/7 lvl6 0/6 lvl7 0/4 | Conditions: none
The only creature on the map is the dead pregnant woman. Is the fog cloud also visible?
Sakitu scrunches her eyes and looks towards the far door. "Maka. I don't see anything but I'll believe you." Sakitu skitters across the floor to get closer to the door. She unleashes a flurry of snowballs in a cone that encompasses the door.
Flurry of snowballs in a 30 foot cone. DC 19 reflex for half dmg
Female Human Unchained Rogue/15|HP:108/108|AC29,F22,T19|F+11,R+20,W+10|Init+8|SP30|PER +18|ACRO +21|APP +11|BLUFF +20|CLIMB+9|DIPLO +20|DIS DEV +31|DISG +8|ESC ART +16|INTIM +11|KN(dung)+6|KN(Local)+9|LING+6|PERF+8|SENS MOT+10|SLEIGHT +10|STLTH +21|SWIM +5|UMD+14
"Oh no she doesn't!" says Quasit angrily. She turns and sprints off to her right to the door, and throws her back against it. "Not so fast, witchypoo!"
As the fog being vanishes under the barrage of arrows, the flurry of snowballs from Sakitu reveal the shape of the world be fleeing individual as the door opens.
As Quasit attacks blood flows from wounds one moment and then onto the floor of another room a moment later. Only Quasit sees this shift. Everyone else sees Quasit attack and moments later vanish with the focus of her attack.
Quasit:
Her body thuds to the floor. A quick check tells you she is still alive, but the blood pooling around her foretells the likelihood that will not be true much longer. The room you are in is lit by a torch beyond the door of bars that appears to be the only exit.
Male Elf Ranger 6th / Zen Archer 4th / Slayer 3rd / Shadowdancer 2nd | HP:151/151 | AC:32 T:27 FF:24 | CMB:17 CMD:36 | Saves F:+18 R:+24 W:+15 (+2 vs enchantments) | Init:+14 | Per: +22| Darkvision 60’ | Movement 40’ | Gravity Bow (x1) Blend (x1) HA (x1)
Fin yells out as Quasit disappears. "Q!!!!" He warily approaches, stopping short of where she vanished, looking closely to try and discern what happened...
Perception:1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 14 + 2 = 34
He gets a couple of coppers and tosses one at the spot where Quasit went missing and another through the doorway...
"Quasit!" Maka joined Fin in yelling at their glorious leader's disappearance. However, she did not join his wary approach. In a jet of fire she shot across the room and threw herself through the doors. "Quasit, where are you!?"
Male Human (Ulfen) Fighter 15, HP:128/155, AC: 32, FF: 29, Touch: 13, CMB +18 CMD 33, Fort +12, Ref +8, Will +8/13, DR5/-, Cold Resistance 2, Initiative +3, Warrior Spirit 4/4
Bulvi points at the spot Quasit was at. "Can any of you finger wigglers detect any magical auras or anything there. Maybe she was teleported or was turned invisible?"
One of the coins Findurel tosses takes an unexpected bounce, heads through the door way and disappears.
In each location combat is over. Though the party doesn't know Quasit is not threatened by combat, they themselves are no longer threatened. Same with Quasit in terms of know the party is safe.
Female Human Unchained Rogue/15|HP:108/108|AC29,F22,T19|F+11,R+20,W+10|Init+8|SP30|PER +18|ACRO +21|APP +11|BLUFF +20|CLIMB+9|DIPLO +20|DIS DEV +31|DISG +8|ESC ART +16|INTIM +11|KN(dung)+6|KN(Local)+9|LING+6|PERF+8|SENS MOT+10|SLEIGHT +10|STLTH +21|SWIM +5|UMD+14
GM:
"Wait... what?..." murmurs Quasit as she realizes she's in some new place. She looks around fitfully, and quickly realizes that the most salient detail is what looks like the wrong side of a cell door. "Aw, you've got to be kidding me." she groans. She looks down accusingly at the exsanguinating woman. "You couldn't just die normally, could you? You had to have some damned witchy trick up your sleeve, didn't you?" she accuses.
Then she gets down to business. She kneels down beside the fallen woman and searches her body for objects of interest. "You didn't cast a spell, did you? So maybe you had some little hocus pocus item to boop away, huh? And if you knew you were gonna boop here, maybe you brought a key with ya?" she patters as she searches. And if she finds any valuables, Quasit will take those as well.
After searching the woman, Quasit gets up to have a closer look at the door. Is it locked, is it trapped, can Quasit see what's beyond?
Perception on body:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27 Perception on door vs traps:1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30
Male Elf Ranger 6th / Zen Archer 4th / Slayer 3rd / Shadowdancer 2nd | HP:151/151 | AC:32 T:27 FF:24 | CMB:17 CMD:36 | Saves F:+18 R:+24 W:+15 (+2 vs enchantments) | Init:+14 | Per: +22| Darkvision 60’ | Movement 40’ | Gravity Bow (x1) Blend (x1) HA (x1)
Fin nods as he sees the coin disappear. "Ahhhh," he starts to speak but then Maka runs by him. "Maka, WAIT..." but he's too late as he cringes to see if she disappears as well...
Will wait to post more till I see what happens to Maka; I assume she'll disappear as well...we'll need to follow but we also need to decide about what to do with the pregnant lady/hag that's unconscious...
Like the coin, Maka vanishes from sight as she passes through the door way.
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Maka finds herself lying in a long hallway, behind her is a pile of rock and other debris that blocks the way. Ahead appears to be a cell or at least a door of bars.
Quasit:
As you pat down the body it begins to lose form and soon becomes a dying creation of some type. It is made of flesh and blood as the blood coming from it is real.
"Ugh, what?" Maka muttered as she gathered herself up. Her stomach was queasy from whatever magical effect had dropped her on a pile of rocks. "Quasit! Are you here!? QUASIT!" Maka shouted out while taking stock of her surrounding. "I'm locked in a hallway, I'll try to knock down the door."
Strength Check:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Strength Check:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
Strength Check:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Several bangs rang out as Maka gave the bars several strong kicks. "That didn't work, I'm going to try to burn through them. It's going to take awhile so hold on!" Maka knelt down as a small, concentrated flame jetted from her finger. Soon the bar was red hot from her flames.
Full round action and a move action to reduce burn by 3, Standard Action Blue Flame Blast 2 Burn, Empower metakinesis 1 burn.
Blue Flame Blast(8d6) Average Dmg:28 + 2 + 3 = 33 Empower Dmg:16 = 16
Every 12 seconds Maka will do an average of 49 fire damage to one of the bars. 1/2 dmg to objects and assuming iron/steel for hardness 10 means 14 dmg would get through. Assuming 2 inches for bar thickness is 60 HP so 8 rounds to get through one bar.
Round up for good measure leaves 1 minute per bar
If Maka is able to cut her way out she'll wonder around looking for Quasit.
Female Human Unchained Rogue/15|HP:108/108|AC29,F22,T19|F+11,R+20,W+10|Init+8|SP30|PER +18|ACRO +21|APP +11|BLUFF +20|CLIMB+9|DIPLO +20|DIS DEV +31|DISG +8|ESC ART +16|INTIM +11|KN(dung)+6|KN(Local)+9|LING+6|PERF+8|SENS MOT+10|SLEIGHT +10|STLTH +21|SWIM +5|UMD+14
GM:
"Ew! Ew! Ewww!" cries Quasit as the matronly woman devolves into a bloody slurry before her eyes. She stands up and backs away before the spreading pool of goop can get on her boots. Her back against one of the walls, she just looks down at the mess and shakes her head, feeling annoyed beyond measure. Her hand goes to her belly and she winces, bending slightly while she waits for a spasm to pass, then takes a few deep breaths to center herself. "Dumb old witch." she grumbles, just to grumble.
Male Human (Ulfen) Fighter 15, HP:128/155, AC: 32, FF: 29, Touch: 13, CMB +18 CMD 33, Fort +12, Ref +8, Will +8/13, DR5/-, Cold Resistance 2, Initiative +3, Warrior Spirit 4/4
Bulvi sighs and takes out some rope tying it around his middle, he tosses the other end to Fin. "I have to go after her." He says levelly before striding towards the door.
NG Female Kitsune Sorcerer 15 (vulpine) | Speed 30 ft. | AC 19, T 14, FF 17 | hp 104/106 | Fort +12, Ref +13, Will +14 | Init +2 | Percep +4 | CMD 20/18 | Spells per day used: lvl1 0/9 lvl2 0/8 lvl3 0/8 lvl4 0/8 lvl5 0/7 lvl6 0/6 lvl7 0/4 | Conditions: none
Sakitu's jaw drops as she sees the coin and then Maka disappear. "There must be something magical happening here!" she says to Fin. Then reaching out with her hand, she tries to feel the magical energy to discern what type it is.
Male Human (Ulfen) Fighter 15, HP:128/155, AC: 32, FF: 29, Touch: 13, CMB +18 CMD 33, Fort +12, Ref +8, Will +8/13, DR5/-, Cold Resistance 2, Initiative +3, Warrior Spirit 4/4
"It'll tell you something about if it's an illusion or transporting me somewhere... or disintegrating me." Bulvi nodded before stepping through the doorway, not in a charge or run but at a steady pace with sword and shield at the ready."[/b]
