DM Khel's Tapestry's Toil (Inactive)

Game Master Khelreddin

The key is small, the key is iron. That is all.

"That's boring. It's just a regular old key!"

Tarn returns Lis' hug awkwardly, as if it is a new experience for him. "Thank you, lass," he mutters, unsure of the whole situation. He gladly hands over the mask-shaped creature, wondering if his preoccupation with the creature contributed to his near-demise.

When the key is discovered, Tarn gives it a glance. "Ah expect this will prove useful somewhere, best keep it safe."

On the way out, Tarn picks up the dark dwarf's magical hammer. "I'll name you Irony, love," he whispers to the hammer. "Tha's what it'll be when I use you against your former masters."

If no one minds, I'll use the hammer...

Okay, Lis has the mask and will make the primary check, which will be Survival. I assume the rest of you will aid her roll? If that's the case, go ahead and make your rolls and we'll see how many patrols beat you up.

aid another, survival (untrained): 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (18) - 1 = 17

Sard, more wary than normal after the last encounter, peeks around corners and listens intently, helping Lis navigate a safe course.

aid another, Survival: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (17) + 0 = 17 +1 more if I can aid using Knowledge (dungeoneering) instead)

Tarn tries to keep his eyes open for likely ambush spots where the dark dwarves would lurk.

Lisianthus puts on the mask. "Hello, Tanbaru. Please help us find our way."

Survival: 1d20 + 12 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 12 + 10 = 35

Lisianthus narrates for the mask all the fungal growths and slime patches, as well as notable rock formations. She listens carefully to his responses.

Lis cleared the bar on her own! But only just...

The Pathfinders' experiences inside Slave Mountain have taught them caution, and they move with much greater care now, following the periodic guidance of Tanbaru. After narrowly dodging a handful of duergar patrols, the party find themselves before a set of double doors, prompting the mask oni to shift slightly, pointing at the doors with its chin, and say, "It feels like he's in there."

"We should prepare ourselves. There could be another one of those creatures in here."

If it's been more than an hour since the last door, Lisianthus refreshes longstrider from the wand and asks Sard to refresh mage armor for Dewberry. She'll also cast barkskin on Dewberry. Just before they open the door, she will cast shillelagh on her club.

I'm assuming my 6 hour mage armor is still going. If that's not the case, Sard will re-cast it.

Sard pulls out a wand of grease, ready to use it should the situation present itself. Fortune favors the prepared.

He's about to reach for the door, but then pauses and thinks better of it. He casts detect magic on the door, and then gives it as thorough a once-over as his easily-distracted senses can muster, looking for any traps or hazards that might be there, magical or otherwise.

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6

It has been less than an hour, and the door is not magical (or otherwise trapped, if you take the time to really check it out).

"Alright, ready as I'll ever be. You three ready?" Sard seems to have lost some of his usual bluster, perhaps still shaken by the last battle.

Tarn once again calls upon the blessings of the Last moon to favor them in the fight, and then fortifies his own strength. (Casts bless and divine favor.)

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 (+2 more with stonecunning)
Once his devotions are completed, he examines the door carefully, and then nods to Sard. "Ready, aye, ready,"

Ostendiel nods, ready to drop into Dragon Style.

Seeing that his allies are ready, Sard nods at Lis, waiting for her to cast shillelagh before pushing open the door (assuming he's able) and stepping aside, intending to follow them into the room.

The doors open to reveal Ironwhip’s sanctum, a large room full of the roar of falling water. Two rows of stone benches face a lectern, which sits in front of a stylized iron anvil. A thin curtain of water trickles down from the ceiling behind the anvil. Beyond this curtain, a slick ramp descends into a large open window, which reveals the roaring waterfall just beyond. A sturdy table in one corner bears a pile of bloodstained ropes. Barred doors lead out of the room to the left and right.

A towering, proud duergar in gleaming armor stands next to a walking corpse in tattered clothing. The duergar narrows his eyes at the intrusion, and gestures toward the undead creature next to him. “This one warned me that you would come. His people are trapped, scattered across the realm like dead leaves. His hate for you was strong. I let him stay, to tell me more about this Pathfinder Society—this band of thieves and braggarts. Even after he blasphemed Droskar’s name, I kept him to remind me of your coming.” In a sudden fit of violence, the stout priest shoves the zombie down the ramp. Helpless on the slippery surface, it falls prone and slides into the torrent of falling water, disappearing over the edge. Ironwhip holds out his hand and grins menacingly, still clutching a scrap of torn cloth affixed to a familiar-looking bronze pin.

Round 1 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip
Sard
Duergar

Everyone but Sard is up!

Lisianthus strides into the room, brandishing her glowing club. "You know nothing about us! Dewberry, attack!"

Lisianthus double moves.

Dewberry has exactly enough movement to get in and attack.

Dewberry bite!: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
Dewberry ouch!: 1d4 + 17 ⇒ (3) + 17 = 20
Dewberry grab: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21
Dewberry squeeze: 1d4 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Dewberry scrape: 1d2 ⇒ 2 bleed

Dewberry lands a fierce bite on the great big duergar, but is unable to grab hold of him!

Round 1 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip (-20 hp)
Sard
Duergar

Bold, go!

Tarn's eyes narrow as the dark dwarf speaks. "Ooh, he blasphemed against Droskar, did he? Well, I guess not all Aspis are all bad." He spits. "How did he blaspheme - did he have an original thought? That's not something yer DEMI-god can do, now, is it?" Tarn starts to move forward, his rage building with every step. "I guess ye can't expect much from a mere student, anyway... maybe if ol' Droskar took a night class, he might be able ta find gainful employment instead of having to leech off of morons like you filthy nhgai g'y'ai ugthai fnglathen vug'k'r!" As Tarn's voice slips into Aklo as his anger builds, he casts boneshaker at the duergar.

damage: 5d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 5, 2, 1) = 16 (Fort save DC 15 for half damage (not going to move him))

Will, DC 15: 1d20 ⇒ 14 Success

Ironwhip’s eyes widen in anger as Tarn speaks ill of the Dark Smith, and his fury helps him to resist much of the bone-shaking effect of Tarn’s spell!

Round 1 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip (-28 hp)
Sard
Duergar

Ostendiel is up!

Ostendiel charges, able to charge past Dewberry thanks to Dragon Style. Upon reaching the oversized duergar, he lashes out at the duergar with his fist, attempting to stun him.

Unarmed strike with Stunning Fist; fort save DC is 17.

Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Ostendiel's AC is down by 2 (to 21) for the next round

Will: 1d20 ⇒ 3 Uh-oh...

Ostendiel's precisely placed punch jangles Ironwhip's nerves! In an echo of the fight with Muerrit the smith, the duergar's hammer falls, ringing resoundingly off the stone floor!

Sard is up!

Nicely done, Ostendiel!

And because I might do something silly when my turn comes up, which square did he drop his hammer in?

1d4 ⇒ 4

Lower right square

"Nice, Shiny!" They don't need me in there, right? Right. I'll just hang out here for now.

Sard raises his hand and fires three beads of force at the large, stunned foe. magic missile

force damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
force damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
force damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Sard finds that hitting his large, immobile target is rather easier than spearing fish in a barrel. As each bead of force strike home, Ironwhip lets out a muffled grunt of pain!

The duergar sentinels grow as large as Ironwhip!

Round 2 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip (-53 hp)
Sard
Duergar

Everyone but Sard is up!

Lisianthus looks nervously at the duergar behind her, but she knows she only has one shot for this. She tosses her own club aside and darts toward the stunned Ironwhip, provoking, hoping the bookshelves give her some cover from the attack. She grabs his hammer from the ground.

Lisianthus has a shield, so I am assuming she can pick up the hammer, but cannot wield it.

"Dewberry, keep attacking!"

Dewberry continues to attack Ironwhip

Dewberry bite!: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20
Dewberry ouch!: 1d4 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 18
if that hits
Dewberry grab: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28
Dewberry squeeze: 1d4 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Dewberry scrape: 1d2 ⇒ 1 bleed

Correction: Dewberry can't attempt the grab because she doesn't have an open square to pull him into, but I imagine the bite missed anyway.

Ostendiel considers trying to run around Ironwhip to gain a tactical advantage, but sees that the area is cluttered enough that he is more likely to open himself to an opportunity attack if he moves fast enough to get there. He instead stays put and delivers a flurry of blows to Ironwhip.

Attack 1: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
Attack 2: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
Attack 3: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

However, because he wasted precious focus thinking about moving, he is not able to deliver a solid attack.

That is the dice's revenge for a couple of low Fort saves against Stunning Fist this scenario.

Remember, bless is up!

Tarn casts another boneshaker, this time directed at the red Duergar. damage: 5d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 3, 5, 4) = 19 plus pull him 5' closer (Fort save DC 15 for half damage and avoid the movement). Then he steps forward and readies his hammer.

[ooc]I moved both him and I - nove him Northeast 1 square if he makes the save).

Fort, DC 15: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Tarn’s spell shakes the duergar’s bones almost to jelly, leaving the large, grey dwarf looking very wobbly on his feet! Dewberry and Ostendiel both miss, as does the duergar who strikes at Lis as she moves away! The clever druid manages to collect Ironwhip’s hammer while the servant of Droskar stands stunned!

AoO, Waraxe vs Lis: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (6, 2) + 4 = 12

Seething in fury as he comes to his senses, Ironwhip grits his teeth, then seems to explode! Jagged shards of stone fly in all directions from the duergar, stabbing into Lis, Dewberry and Ostendiel!

Piercing damage: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 3, 2, 6) = 13 DC 18 Reflex save for half damage.

Round 2 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip (-53 hp)
Sard
Duergar (red: 19 hp)

Sard is up!

Extremely minor detail: the grey shapes are pews, rather than bookshelves.

Reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Ostendiel manages to duck and twist just right so that none of the stone shards hit him.

(Evasion)

"Hang out for a bit. It will be your turn in a little while" Sard says as pulls out a comically small shovel and makes a digging motion. A 20 ft deep pit suddenly opens beneath the blue duergar. Casting create pit, DC 19 Reflex to avoid falling in.

Lisianthus and Dewberry both try to avoid the shards, but neither can get out of the way fast enough.

Lisianthus save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Dewberry save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Reflex, DC 19: 1d20 ⇒ 11 Again, I say 'uh-oh',

As the floor beneath Ironwhip vanishes, his arms flail around as the massive duergar tries to recover his balance and avoid a painful fall! Alas, he cannot recover his equilibrium, and he drops like a heavily-armored stone to the bottom of the pit! ”I’ll smash your bones one by one on the anvil of Droskar,” the fallen duergar cries out from far below!

Fall damage: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8

The duergar guards attack the nearest foes, swinging their axes at Dewberry and Tarn!

Waraxe vs Dewberry: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 6) + 4 = 12

Waraxe vs Tarn: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (8, 8) + 4 = 20

Round 3 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip (-61 hp)
Sard
Duergar (red: -19 hp)

Bold can act!

Lisianthus moves away from the pit and stows the hammer with her own belongings. She raises her hand and a sphere of fire appears.

Five foot step, move action to stow hammer, standard action to cast produce flame.

"Dewberry, attack the one behind you!"

Okay. This one's pretty annoying anyway.

Dewberry bite!: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
Dewberry ouch!: 1d4 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21
Dewberry grab: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (11) + 14 = 25
Dewberry squeeze: 1d4 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15
Dewberry scrape: 1d2 ⇒ 2 bleed

Seeing Ironwhip stuck in a pit for now, Ostendiel moves down the row of pews and turns so that he ends up in a position opposite Tarn fighting one of the sentries. When he gets there, he attempts to deliver a solid kick to the duergar....

I don't know if Tarn has a weapon out, so I haven't included a flank bonus. I do include +1 for bless.

Unarmed attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Damage if hits: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

The dice still hate me.

Lis succeeds in tucking Ironwhip's hammer in her belt, but Dewberry and Ostendiel can't manage to hit their duergar foes.

Tarn is up!

Tarn lets loose with his new hammer at Red. warhammer, flank: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 10 + 2 = 23damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

The power of Tarn’s hammer blow shocks the duergar sentinel, who slumps to the floor!

Ironwhip’s deep voice can be heard calling on his god from the bottom of the pit – and Droskar clearly looks on his disciple with great favor, as the towering, grey dwarf is lifted up by the rising floor of the pit, leaving him standing on an intact floor!

Dispel, DC 16: 1d20 ⇒ 12

Round 3 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip (-61 hp)
Sard
Duergar

Sard is up!

Sard moves into the room. "So nice to see you again. Here, I got you a welcome back present!" He points his finger and unleashes a torrent of fire at the recently-arisen Ironwhip. Casting scorching ray, CL 6 instead of 5, if it matters for some reason, thanks to Fire Affinity.

ranged touch, PBS, bless: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 10
damage (fire), PBS: 4d6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 3, 2, 5) + 1 = 15

Sard’s fiery ray shoots past Ironwhip, causing an eruption of steam where it strikes the curtain of water falling from the ceiling! The remaining duergar guard swings at Dewberry with his axe!

Waraxe vs Dewberry: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (5, 3) + 4 = 12

Round 4 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip (-61 hp)
Sard
Duergar

Bold can go!

Round 4

Tarn steps to the blue duergar, screaming incomprehensibly in Aklo. His intent is clear even without an understanding of the langauge.

hammer: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28
damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Lisianthus moves in with her fist full of fire.

touch attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
fire!: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"Dewberry! Attack this one again!"

Geez, Mom, make up your mind! All this back and forth is throwing off my aim!

Dewberry bite!: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
Dewberry ouch!: 1d4 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 18
Dewberry grab: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34
Dewberry squeeze: 1d4 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15
Dewberry scrape: 1d2 ⇒ 1 bleed

Tarn's hammer continues to wreak havoc on the duergar, crushing the toes of the remaining guard!

Lisianthus lands a fiery fist on Ironwhip, but Dewberry nearly smashes her sharp teeth into the stone floor!

Round 4 Initiative:
Tarn
Lis, Dewberry
Ostendiel
Ironwhip (-68 hp)
Sard
Duergar (-12 hp)

Ostendiel is up!