HP 58/140
Krojun cries out, more with shock than pain, as his armor is torn by the fiend's bite! Armor HP: 13/25
Krojun continues to chant his inspiration and attacks twice!
for plus electricity damage!
for plus electricity damage!
for damage!
AC 26 (currently 33), touch 17, flat-footed 26
Fort +6, Ref +13 (+3 vs. traps), Will +5
CMD 20
HP 59/85
Effects: Stoneskin 60/110, cat's grace (+2 to hit, AC, Reflex), combat expertise (-3 to hit, +3 AC), courageously inspired +2 to hit, damage, saves vs. charm and fear), blessing of fervor (+2 to hit, +2 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves) -- +3 to hit, +2 damage, +7 AC
Jessamy winces as the claws burn her, though Siolad's spell prevents them from cutting her, and ducks away from the creature's jaws.
Continuing to edge further around the creature, she stabs again and again with her swords, the blades finding weak spots in its metallic hide.
Pirknok growls softly and swings his sword at the thing!
Siolad Standard Action: Telekinetic punch!
Lillend Full-Round Action: Full-Attack!
Another blast of force flies from the elf's hands while his celestial ally keeps swinging!
Ensu uses the burst of speed from his blessing to allow him to run around the outside of the room and to get close to Krojun. Chanting a divine command he touches Krojun and he is bathed in a brief flash of light.
The celestial's sword is unable to overcome the monster's metallic hide but the other members of the party each land at least one blow. Jessamy's continued efforts to hobble the forge fiend pay off as its blows become weaker and weaker under the weight of its injuries.
Refusing to surrender the forge fiend strikes back!
If you get less than a 24 the monster's jaws tear apart your armor.
If you get less than a 24 the monster's jaws tear apart your armor.
AC 26 (currently 33), touch 17, flat-footed 26
Fort +6, Ref +13 (+3 vs. traps), Will +5
CMD 20
HP 31/85
Effects: Stoneskin 60/110, cat's grace (+2 to hit, AC, Reflex), combat expertise (-3 to hit, +3 AC), courageously inspired +2 to hit, damage, saves vs. charm and fear), blessing of fervor (+2 to hit, +2 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves) -- +3 to hit, +2 damage, +7 AC
Wrenching herself away from it in a spray of blood as she avoids the thing's teeth ripping apart her armor, Jessamy drives her blades deep into the creature, hoping to put it down before it can do any more damage.
With a series of precision strikes Jessamy cuts down the bloodied forge fiend. It slumps to the ground where a pool of rapidly cooling slag forms around its corpse.
"Ha," Jessamy cries, "you thought you could beat us!"
The young hero, wounded and burned, looks around the area.
Siolad is trembling as the demon falls. He turns to his celestial ally and speaks again, occasionally nodding at Jess.
The azata merely smiles and pats Siolad on the head before she alights near Jess and rests a hand on her head. A sonorous hum fills her ears as she feels her wounds knit.
Grisly as it might be, the fiend's armored skin might hold some value but otherwise Jessamy's search turns up nothing of interest.
HP 38/140
Krojun's armor is ripped violently apart, shredded by the creature's metal jaws! He sags as the armor is destroyed and sighs deeply. "It served me well."
Pirknok frowns worriedly. "I don't spose you got a spare suit lyin' around, huh."
"I do not. But given how much I seem to be hit recently, perhaps it is better to eschew armor altogether."
Krojun flexes his hands and rubs his now bare unarmored shoulders. "I would feel better if I grew back to my normal stature before I went onward to battle again. My axe feels... shrunken."
The dwarf nods. "Um... how long do ya think that'll be? Maybe it's permanent..."
Siolad paces impatiently while the others heal.
"We're wasting time--we need to get going."
HP 69/140
HP 85/140
HP 126/140
Krojun exhales, his wounds still pale and pink, but closed and no longer bleeding. "I am well enough. Let's go." He takes a couple steps, then suddenly enlarges again. He unslings his axe, hefts it in two hands and smiles. "Now I am very well, indeed."
Moving forward from the forgefiend's lair, the party steps into a long hallway with a looming ceiling forty feet above that's decorated with an intricate display of stone supports and beams. The walls are carved in long swaths of densely scribed runes - the seven-pointed star is repeated often. To the east, the hallway has caved in entirely — a battered door protrudes from the rubble, but the hall beyond is completely filled with detritus. To the west, the hall ends at an immense bronze double door that bears a huge mirrorlike silver inlay of the ubiquitous sevenpointed star. This set of doors has no obvious hinges, handles, or locks, save for a single tiny star-shaped indention at the center of the larger mirrored star.
Jessamy inspects the doors to see if there's any less obvious way past it, or traps, for that matter.
Jessamy's careful search uncovers that the door is secured with an arcane lock and that it's warded with a trap that will summon a deadly guardian is it's tampered with.
"We may want to avoid this if we can make our way through the other door. Let me check that one too."
Jessamy believes the eastern doors are not trapped.
"These doors look safe," Jessamy says. "Maybe Mokmurian will finally be on the other side?"
This strange, empty room has been smoothed over to an even greater extent than the other chambers in this complex and every angle of the walls has been modified into a gentle arc, removing any element of harsh regular lines entirely from view. Patches of what appear to be scorch marks stain the walls and floors here and there, especially to the south, where part of the wall has fallen away. An unnerving growl echos through the space.
A pair of huge double doors block the way further west.
Jessamy will look for the source of the growl before examining the floor -- especially near the scorch marks -- as she edges carefully into the room.
Siolad cringes and begins to ready another spell.
Of course. Of course. Mokmurian's still got more things to throw at us. Bloody brilliant--and I still need to conserve spells.
With Jessamy at the lead the party inches forward investigating the room. Suddenly a gaunt, long-limbed quadruped with huge soulless eyes and a toothy maw appears and lunges at her. Another appears and lunges at Siolad while a third howls filling the party with piercing dread.
The gaze of the otherworldly beasts fills the heroes with terrible ripping pain.
Krojun manages to throw the slowing effect off!
Pirknok leaps to Siolad’s aid with his mighty katana going *snicker-snack*. He squints as he tries to resist the hound’s deadly gaze attack.
The agile beasts leap away from Pirknok’s attacks and snarl in defiance. Two of them savage the party while the third continues to howl.
and
HP 105/140
Krojun feels the first hound's eyes rip into him, but resists the second hound. Krojun moves to the north and west to flank H1 with Jess, avoiding the attacks of opportunity.
and
HP 87/140
Krojun begins to chant, inspiring everyone with tales of the heroes of the Shoanti!
Siolad squeezes his eyes shut as the slow effect kicks in, and staggers away from the monster's blow!
AC 26 (currently 31), touch 17, flat-footed 26
Fort +6, Ref +13 (+3 vs. traps), Will +5
CMD 20
HP 34/85
Effects: Stoneskin 20/110, cat's grace (+2 to hit, AC, Reflex), combat expertise (-3 to hit, +3 AC), courageously inspired +2 to hit, damage, saves vs. charm and fear), slow
Siolad's spell keeps Jessamy alive, but she can feel its magic fading as the hound savages her, and her limbs seem to slow to a molasses-like crawl. Fear blossoms in her breast as she realizes she may not survive these creatures.
Averting her eyes and trying to judge her aim by the creature's feet placement and shadow, she slashes with her dagger, feeling the meaty thunk of impact as she drives the point home.
Jessamy feels her blade scrape against spongy unnatural flesh making the beast hiss in pain.
She recalls fanciful tales told by Broderick Quint back in Sandpoint of alien 'Hounds of Tindalos' believed to exist on another world but on occasion summoned to Golarion by insane spellcasters desperate for power. It's believed that their otherworldly nature allows them to 'dwell between the spaces of the worlds' and teleport between any sharp angles. It's possible that's how Mokmurian trapped them here.
Pirknok calls on his gift from Eli, knowing that he must remove the threat these creatures represent!
Ensu averts his gaze and taps himself with his wand.
Only one of Pirknok's blows connect but it's a mighty one that leaves the hound reeling and badly bloodied. Despite the grievous injury the alien beast remains on its feet.
The hounds of Tindalos continue attacking the party. The further one lopes forward to snap at Ensu.
Pirknok hacks back at the creature once again.
HP 105/140
Krojun continues to inspire and fights onward! and
Krojun, flanking H1 with Jess, full attacks! for plus electrical damage! for plus electrical damage!
for an additional damage!
AC 26 (currently 31), touch 17, flat-footed 26
Fort +6, Ref +13 (+3 vs. traps), Will +5
CMD 20
HP 25/85
Effects: Stoneskin 10/110, cat's grace (+2 to hit, AC, Reflex), combat expertise (-3 to hit, +3 AC), courageously inspired +2 to hit, damage, saves vs. charm and fear), slow
Bleeding even more after the creature's bite, Jessamy desperately hacks at the creature, still doing her best to avoid its gaze.
Ensu steps backward away from the hound and casts a spell.