DM Bigrin's Second Darkness (Inactive)

Game Master bigrin42

Dungeoneering gets you nothing...but Planes tells you these things are Dretches - lesser demons that have DR 5/cold iron or good.

Anklebiter utters a teakettle shriek.

"Demons! We need silver or blessed weapons, or they won't feel pain!"

I uh, I'm out of Magic Weapon-scrolls, here. o_o; About all I can do is burn those two Summon Monster II-scrolls and conjure something good-aligned to use smite attacks on the demons. What's our strategy?

Crap; was excited to use my judgment but it's not strong enough to do alignment or cold iron... The ear-piercing scream should work on the dretches; that might be our best bet. Calla can go in that direction too. Summons could certainly work too.

Realizing the creatures are in fact demons, Calla resorts to her magic, screaming in rage as she sends her spell toward the closest dretch. 11 hp sonic; DC 14 Fort save for half

At the same time, she calls on Calistria's power and pronounces judgment against their foes, her whole body seeming to glow with a faint light for a moment.

2d8 ⇒ (8, 3) = 11

Any idea what the purple-skinned woman is?

I'm pretty sure I know OOC, but I dare not say anything IC until I know which check to make...

"Demons! We need silver or blessed weapons, or they won't feel pain!"

"Desna help us! Demons? We're facing true demons now? How does Saul get around all these dangers we stumble into, he can't have bought them ALL off, can he?" The barbarian is mystified.

It would be a pretty high K. Local check, but you can try it if you have the skill

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Bruendor's eyes widen as the two dretches launch themselves towards the group. There was something familiar about the woman, but he couldn't quite place her. Who she was wasn't important, though - she was allied with these things, otherwise they would have attacked her. And anyone that allies with demons wasn't anyone he wanted anything to do with.

"Don't have either of those," the dwarf called back to the goblin. "We'll have to improvise." He fired a shot at the woman, threw his crossbow away, and darted forwards, plugging the hole and giving Lefrik a lane to charge the demon before him.

As the dretches move in, protective wards and blessings surround the companions. Calla stepped forward and sent a deafening scream rocketing through the mind of the nearest dretch. Its vicious sneer turned into a look of dumb confusion as it tried to work out the pain in its mind. Lefrik's javelin failed to find its mark as the other dretch came rushing around the corner and barreled into him. The warrior's armor held against the scraping claws, and he shoved the creature back to give him room to get to his axe.

Bruendor's crossbow bolt shattered against the stone wall next to the worktable. The purple-skinned woman reacted with lithe quickness, flipping the table over and diving to cover behind it. A flash of metal showed her drawing her hand crossbow as she moved.

Seeing the scream seemed to work well, Calla casts again, hoping to finish one of the creatures off so they can concentrate on this purple-skinned mystery woman, likely the source of these demons. 10 hp sonic; DC 14 Fort save for half

Hold action until after Bruendor and Lefrik; if they seem to have damaged the dretch near them badly, Calla will try to finish it off. Otherwise, she'll target the same one she hit before.

2d8 ⇒ (7, 3) = 10

Lefrik nods, "Time to send this creature back to whatever dark realm spawned it." He whips his axe's edge towards the demon that had but a moment ago barreled into him.

Using Power attack for a -1 to hit, +3 (Thanks to twohander) to damage. All counted in.

To hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
If that hits: 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

round 2

Kel focuses her energy in the space where the woman hides and unleashes a starburst of energy above her head.

Spray of Shooting Stars (reflex DC15 for half, 5' radius burst): 3d4 ⇒ (1, 1, 2) = 4

(from the PRD: Spray of Shooting Stars (Su): As a standard action, you can unleash a ball of energy that explodes in a 5-foot-radius burst dealing 1d4 points of fire damage per level. A successful Reflex save halves this damage. This attack has a range of 60 feet. You can fire one explosive ball per day, plus one additional ball per day at 5th level and for every 5 levels thereafter. You can fire more than one ball at a time, but creatures caught inside more than one simultaneous explosions only take damage once.)

"Give me room!" ANklebiter squalls as he pulls a small pouch out of his sleeve. "Give me room!"

Getting ready for Fire Sneeze...

The dwarf was already in motion as Lefrik charged, tossing aside his spent crossbow and pulling his rapier. He slid underneath the dretch's misshapen limbs as he went, thrusting the blade towards its rubbery flesh. "The woman, Anklebiter! Focus on the woman!" His attack is wild, and bounces off the creature's unnaturally thick skin.

Bruendor rolled past the dretch in front of him, ducking under the slow swipe of claws, and came up behind the creature. It spun to face him and Lefrik's axe took it in the back. The creature screamed as the blade bit deeply, but as the barbarian withdrew the axe, the wound seemed smaller than it should have been.

Calla sent another ear-piercing scream at the dazed dretch, and was rewarded with the sight of it falling to the ground, bleeding from its ears. Behind her, Kelendra sent a shower of star explosions over teh purple-skinned woman, burning her slightly, but not doing significant damage. Anklebiter rushed forward, trying to get a clear opening to cast his spell.

Brundor continued his weaving, trying to stay at least a few inches ahead, below, or above the slashing claws as the dretch raked at him in fury. An added benefit of his gyrations is that the small quarrel fired from the woman's hand crossbow passed just inches above his head and snicked off the wall behind him.

Anklebiter hesitates for a moment, and then puts away his little spell component and mutters a different spell - "Scutum!" - before scampering past the bloody battle taking place.

"You wait your turn, purple ears," the Goblin grumbles as he casts an old favourite at the strange woman. "Solum unctum!" A puddle of greasy ooze spreads beneath the strange woman's feet...

Anklebiter casts Extended Shield on himself instead of his originally planned Fire Sneeze for a +4 deflection bonus to AC. He then moves past the battle to Z11 and casts Grease under the purple woman's feet, hopefully tripping her up. Reflex save DC14 to stay afoot.

Using Power attack again for a -1 to hit, +3 (Thanks to twohander) to damage. All counted in.
"Sorry, Anklebiter. I don't mean to be in the way, I just am a bit occupied right now."
He swings at the demon thing once more.
to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
dmg: 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

"The idea is to hit it, Blondie!" Calla calls as she casts for a third time, targetting the remaining demon in hopes of killing it before it can summon more of its kind. 11 hp sonic; DC 14 Fort save for half

2d8 ⇒ (5, 6) = 11

"Listen to the lady, Lefrik!", Bruendor shouted. "Kill these things so we can worry about Indigo over there!" He thrust his blade back towards its rubbery flesh. This time, however, the blade pierces its unnaturally thick hide, and vile-smelling black blood oozes from the wound.

Round 3, Kel is waiting to see if the second creature drops after Bruendor's massive attack, hoping that she'll have a chance to move forward and use her interstellar void ability against the lady....

Kel, go ahead and post as if it drops...which it will

round 3

Kel strides pasts the fallen creatures and calls upon the frigid depths of the void to bring a terrible chill on the purple skinned woman. move forward 30'

interstellar void (DC15 Fort. for half): 3d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 4) = 14

Got on briefly so figured I'd post for next round.

Seeing the demons are dead, Calla casts again and creeps closer toward the entrance of the cave.

"Don't kill this last one, Blondie," Calla calls out. "Maybe she can tell us where Saul is."

Also, no time to check right now, but might be worth looking back at what Kwava told us about his dealings.

Between them, Bruendor and Calla finished off the last demon, freeing Kelendra up to run into the room and call down the cold of the interstellar voids onto the dark-skinned woman. The cold wracked her in pain and sent her aimed crossbow quarrel wide once more, as she slipped on the thin film of grease that spread beneath her feet.

Round 4
"What do you expect me to do? Tickle her?" The barbarian grumbles and moves.

Heading towards AB 12, picking up the Javelin he threw earlier if possible.

"Let me try," Anklebiter says. "Simul clamo, simul moris!"

The Goblin causes an unholy din to start up in the purple woman's skull, hoping to daze her long enough for the more martial-minded members of the party to subdue her while she's still slipping on the grease he conjured.

Ear-Piercing Scream for 2d6 ⇒ (6, 6) = 12 sonic damage. Fortitude save of 14 to halve the damage and avoid being dazed for one round.

"You're creative, Lefrik," Bruendor says, looking back to his compatriot as he passes his rapier off to his off-hand. "I'm sure you'll think of something." He dashes off towards the purple-skinned woman, pulling his sap as he goes.

The group rushed forward, trying to cut the woman off from any escape. Lefrik scooped up his slightly bent javelin as he went, with Bruendor slipping in front of him, sap held at the ready. Kelendra continued the offensive by rushing forward, hands weaving and words of divine magic spilling from her mouth. Suddenly, a coruscating rainbow of light erupted from her hands and washed over the woman taking cover behind the table. The woman's white eyes flashed with the rainbow, and she stopped moving, dropping her hand crossbow to the stony floor.

totally my bad, I lost track of rounds there, sorry

Round 5

Expecting Lefrik and Bruendor to subdue the woman, Kel grips her crossbow and cautiously waits.

"Tie her hands behind her back and hobble her feet!" ANklebiter squeaks, holding position. "I'll keep the grease under her until you do!"

Here's the real link for the map

Excellent! Looks like she's gained the screwed condition.

Bruendor blinks as Kelendra blasts the purple-skinned woman with scintillating light, shaking his head to clear away the dazzling effect. He rushed into the slick that Anklebiter created, and slid up next to the prone and unconscious woman. "Toss me the rope, Lefrik!" He dropped his sap, and awaited the rope.

Bruendor - assuming Lefrik tossed you the rope, I need a DEX check to catch it. If you make it, you can include it as part of a move action. Otherwise, it'll be a move action to pick it up from the floor.

Lefrik tosses the rope to Bruendor
I'm back, sorry for delays. Hell of a week

Dex check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Bruendor spins to catch the rope, but nearly loses his balance from the slick floor. He steadies himself, and picks up the rope to begin tying up the woman in a moment.

Bewteen Lefrik's offhand throw, and Bruendor's belated reaction, the rope landed on the floor, just short of the dwarf. He sttoped to grab it up and was moving to the purple-skinned woman's side when she started moving once more. The white orbs turned to Bruendor and she scuttled backwards, raising a hand in intricate motions. Suddenly, the lights on the cavern walls went out, and the darkness seemed deeper than before. Even Kelendra's lamp seemed feeble and unable to penetrate the darkness as well as before.

"Blast it, let's not let her get away like Saul!" Calla snarls as she advances farther into the room, her elven heritage letting her see even with Kelendra's light dimmed.

She gestures at the woman, bringing down ill luck on her as Calistria frowns.

"B*tch!" yells Kel, "You'll die before you escape us!" Invoking her deity's favor, Kel positions a 30' bridge of moonlight to block and illuminate the exit from the cavern.

(I don't think the moonlight bridge actually blocks anything, it's a thin strip of terra firma that a person can pass underneath, it's more the 12 squares of glowing terrain that's the desired effect here)

Round 6
Lefrik scowls, and breaks into a run around the edge of the darkness to the other end.
Moving to AG, but not going into the darkness yet.

"Nice trick, indigo," Bruendor growled. "Guess you've never fought a dwarf, though. We own the darkness." He leapt upon her, struggling to force her into submission and tie her up. "Follow my voice, Lefrik! Get your ass up here!"

Bruendor tried to grab the woman, but she twisted away from him, lashing out at his outstretched arm with a blade attached to the end of her hand crossbow. The weapon cut deeply into the dwarf's forearm, and a cold numbness spread upwards from the injury. She slipped slightly in the grease again, slamming her elbow to the floor. She glared at Calla through the darkness, and spat something in an alien tongue.

"If I wanted to be snapped at and ordered about, I'd spend more of my free time with Calla," Lefrik informs the dwarf but into the darkness he goes trying to follow Bruendor's voice.

Moving to AG15. Bringing his axe down with the flat for nonlethal on the foe as they want her alive, -4 will be counted in
To hit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Blindfighting feat to double the chance of getting past darkness/concealment
1d100 ⇒ 86
1d100 ⇒ 68
Nonlethal dmg if it hits said purple lady 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Round 7

Kel pulls a sunrod from her backpack and strikes it, lighting up the darkness. "There's no hiding from us, Indigo, submit of get split, the barbarian can see you now."

Hmmm, didn't know she had a blade at the end of her crossbow. That might have changed things. Oh well. By the way, is/was she prone?

Fort save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

Bruendor pulls back as the blade slices his flesh open, and winces as he feels a slight sting. He shakes his arm as a momentary numbness takes over. "Poison, huh? You really must have never fought a dwarf. Try casting a spell next." He moved the rope to his offhand and pulled his mace, bringing it down upon her.

"Ohh, this is not my best skillset," Anklebiter groans as he scampers forward.

"Hey, purple thing!" he chitters as he skids to a halt close to Bruendor.

Cackling, the Goblin hurls a drop of acid at the purple woman.

I could use Fire Sneeze, but we kind of want her alive, yes? ^^ So Acid Splash, ranged touch attack 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 for 1d3 ⇒ 3 acid damage. Annnnd whiff.

: ) Lefrik

"Like I can understand what you're saying, girl!" Calla shoots back. I assume it's not Infernal, which she would understand.

The Calistrian priestess gestures again, calling down another curse from her goddess on their foe.

Divine Retribution (Sp): 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 Reflex DC 13 for half

Bruendor and Lefrik can each make an AoO as the woman stands up.

The woman snarled something at the goblin and rose. She accepted the blows from both dwarf and barbarian, lashing out at Lefrik with the bayonets on her hand crossbow.

As he hears her shuffle about in the dark, Lefrik takes another shot, "The wench is standing up, possibly going to run for it...and does anyone understand the strange skittery tongue she's speaking?"

Same as last attempt with the non lethal Not sure if I can get a flanking bonus thanks to Bru or not.
AOO to hit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10Plus any flanking mod if it applies
Nonlethal dmg if that hits 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Blindfighting to double chances in the dark
1d100 ⇒ 48
1d100 ⇒ 84

Then he feels a bolt sink into his flesh near the neck...

Fort Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

"Oh hell... that's not goo..." There's a loud thud in the darkness as the drug spreads quickly throughout the barbarian's massive frame and he passes out.

"I understand her! She's ordering us to back off!" Anklebiter replies, cackling derisively as he comes hopping forward.

Then Lefrik falls, and the Goblin utters a teakettle shriek of rage.
"Calla, Kelendra, save him! Save him! Exhalatio ignis et venti!"

The Goblin inhales something from a baggie -- and suddenly exhales a gout of fire and wind.

Anklebiter moves to AD15 and casts Fire Sneeze over the table. The drow is standing upright now, so she should be a viable target, right?
2d6 ⇒ (6, 6) = 12 Fire damage, DC 15 Reflex save for half damage. If she fails the Reflex save, she has to make a DC 12 Fortitude save or be knocked prone.

Did you include Calla's attack above, DM? And nice damage, Anklebiter!

"What do you want me to do, goblin? Have Starry Eyes deal with him!" Calla calls out as she gestures for a third time to bring down divine retribution on their foe.

Divine retribution: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 Reflex DC 13 for half

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Also, did she reapply the poison? Or are there multiple bayonets on the crossbow, and all of them have, um, "purple lady sleep poison" on them?

"Lady, you're full of bad decisions," Bruendor quips as he connects with a solid blow from his mace.