Daughters of Fury (Inactive)

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The group as assembled is a group that just happened to run into each other on the road into Lastwall, all approaching the tiny town of Arwyll Stead for different reasons.

As the group of you are together, you begin to break camp again before a new full day of travel toward Arwyll's Stead, and if your maps are right you should be arriving in time to have a hot dinner at an inn tonight. The day is crisp and cool as you get deeper into the mountains.

The breakfast fire is dwindling as you all finish your simple breakfast meals and perhaps some coffee, fresh-milled and green.

I will be putting up a map for this right now, I need you to arrange yourselves as though you would be traveling in a marching order once I put the tokens (including horses for those of you who have them). For context, it's just an open road so there aren't many restrictions on how you arrange yourself. Also feel free to introduce yourselves since you're gonna be together for a bit!

A small halfling, yes small even for a halfling, with a shock of dirty blond hair under a little cap, smiles at you all... "Hi... I'm Tae. This is Cinder," he says, showing off his scrawny-looking black kitty. The halfling despite being a bit of a ragamuffin, is equipped with a small dagger and rapier and has a small rucksack at his side. On his back, he's slung a longbow, which looks like it was made just for his size, and a quiver of small arrows with mismatched fletchings.

"It will be good having traveling companions, even if for only the last day of the journey. I don't like traveling alone. What brings you all to Arwyll's Stead?"

The creak of leather accompanies Arileth as she rises from the campfire's embers. The elf is slim, and the leather catsuit she wears only seems to accentuate her figure. Arileth brushes a few stray strands of her shoulder-length, wheat-blond hair behind one pointed ear. She frowns, the expression threatening to overwhelm the immediate area like she had a personal thunder-cloud over her head. Never did like coffee, she thinks, setting the nearly-full cup aside.

In an instant, the frown is gone, and the thunderclouds with it; now it's all sunshine and clear skies as she smiles. "Arileth, servant of the Unquenchable Fire," she says by way of introduction. "The pleasure is mine, I am sure," she says, an involuntary purr in her voice. "I've some business to attend to for my goddess. That, and I'm looking for a man." She pauses, an amused smile lighting her face briefly as she realizes that could mean two different things. "Business, not pleasure, I'm afraid."

The dwarf that had previously introduced himself as Hali Silverforge and spent the whole meal regaling you with tales of his equipment and his ancestors see profile page for a taste stands up and gathers his gear.

"Best be on our way now, eh?"

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"Pleasure, Tae. Oh, a kitty! Gods, it had better be a real cat unlike this one 'cat' I met," says a tall, fearsomely beautiful half-orc caparisoned in spiked armor. There is a still-healing scar on her midriff, which is mainly covered by sensible clothing and the aforementioned armor, but enough gray-green skin peeks through to show hard muscle and scars. Her accent speaks of city life in Absalom and other cosmopolitan areas of the Inner Sea, and her features are somewhat on the human side, but this is contrasted with tusks that jut from her lower jaw long as any orc's. Tattoos on her face trail down her neck and disappear into her armor; they are quite merry, with prancing horses and sounding trumpets, limned in green and yellow. She's finished her breakfast and anyone else's, and drunk her coffee in a few efficient gulps, stretching and cracking joints as she rises to a height slightly greater than the elf---but a few body widths wider. "Ishingka Thulkurian, recently back from some truly odd times in Tian Xia. Arileth and I have had quite the amusing time on the road. I'm not sure who rescued whom from trouble more." She grins and chuckles, showing those formidable tusks. "May the light carry us far today. Oh, and my business is similar to Arileth's except I'll be in the business of killing things that get in our way. After eliminating other options, of course." She bows to the group, an uncontrollable smile widening on her face.

Thael is a 6-foot-tall, bearded wizard with black hair. Though relatively young, his hair and beard are streaked with silver. He behaves in a distinguished manner, and usually dresses in nondescript black robes with silver runes on the sleeves.

A small draconic creature attends him, a golden-hued creature like a flightless dragon.

"I am also looking to meet a man regarding some business. A mining proprietor," he says.

Alicia grins at Tae, sparing a glance at Ishingka. "You should have seen her in action two towns ago," she says, laughing.

"Ah, so I should be aimin' to keep you two out of trouble, eh?" Hali says as he gives a wry, Dwarven smirk.

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"I distinctly recall you starting said action, the details of which have been sealed for all time. But one innskeeper won't be sitting down again for a while," says Ishingka, guffawing along with the elf. "And Hali, that just won't do. Far better to just aim our troublemaking at other people...a highly effective policy." Ishingka's ease around dwarves speaks again of city life and no doubt, some dwarven Pathfinders in her past, although, with half-orcs, there's always that tiny nod of caution to the race that drove one line of her ancestors out of the Darklands. It's not that Ishingka likes the denizens of Belkzen, but...

"Any of us good at scouting? I'm good at standing in front, but, that's not the same thing," continues the bloodrager. She pulls out her long hammer and twirls the haft to test the weight, the motion easy and practiced.

"Yes, ma'am, Cinder is a real kitty," he says to Ishingka with a little smile. "Would you like to pet her?"

When she mentions the innkeeper that can't sit down, he asks with some surprise, "Did you spank him?"

"Nah lass, I am no scout"

Hali is doing his best to look past the Orcish heritage here; he is definitely no fan of orcs

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As the group converses and gets moving down the road they come across an unsettling scene - the clang of metal on metal and the shrill whinnies of frightened horses can be heard from up ahead. As the dusty
road curves around the hills, a scene of battle comes into view some hundred feet away. Panicked horses bolt past, and corpses litter the ground around the road—some are recognizable as human guards or fallen horses, but others are twisted, winged, horned monstrosities with fiendish features.

All of the combatants have fallen, except for three of the flying yellow monsters attacking a lone, wounded desperate looking half-orc woman wielding a bow, standing over the fallen body of probably the most nicely outfitted of the humans.

Oh Hali, this is going to be an interesting adventure for you

"That poor woman... we have to help her!" He draws his bow adn shoots at one of the winged thingies...

to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
dmg if hits: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Hali quickly takes the situation in, a half-orc, maybe, but those fiends are no friend to Trudd. He glances at Ishingka, "Lass, how would you like to be... Bigger."

offering to increase your size by one category

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Tae fires an arrow at one of the yellow winged creatures and watches in horror as the arrowhead is crushed without penetrating its skin, and the creatures turn and notice your group.

That was the surprise round

Round 1

Thael
Tae
Hali
Arileth
Jag
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Yellow Winged Creatures
---
Half-Orc with Bow
Ishingka

"Uh oh.. that wasn't supposed to happen. Well, they know we're here now."

"One of my favorite tricks, Hali. I won't be able to throw much at them, but if they get in reach I'll knock them out of the sky," says Ishingka, glaring at the beasts. "OI! Get away from her!" she shouts at the creatures.

Hali nods and seem to pray as he rests his hand on the haft of his warhammer. He gives Ishingka a pat at the end of his prayer and her height more than doubles as she grows as large as an ogre. Then he barrels past her. "I'll be havin' a word with ye' in the name o' Trudd!" He shouts at the attackers, running more quickly than one would expect of a dwarf.

and lo, on this day, a truce was declared between ancient enemies!

GM, if that was the surprise round, please take note of the Lookout teamwork feat. Via Solo Tactics, Hali treats the entire party as if they also had this feat. Unfortunately the effect is not mutual

by my reading, Hali's action above would have taken place in the surprise round and he would now be up for regular round actions.

That is fine - you were all going to be given a round to prepare but...well once Tae attacked it got shortened to a surprise round for just Tae. And that's fine. So my understanding is your action portfolio went like this:

Surprise: Used Size Alteration
R1: Swift Action to use relentless speed and moved 30 feet as a Move Action, leaving you with a Standard.

actually if both Hali and at least one of his allies can act in the surprise round, the feat let's him take a full round of actions as if it were a normal round for him

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based on that assumption

Hali says a prayer, "Trudd, bless us-- help us t' send these fiends back t' th' hells they came from." Then he trudges closer.

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Back at the campsite:

"How was I supposed to know he had a thing for spanking?" Arileth quips to Ishingka, about the same time Tae guesses it. Shaking her head with an amused grin, she gathers her pack, sword and bow as the group readies to get on the road again. "Don't look at me for scouting," she says. "I mean, I can, but I'm better off right behind Ishingka, where I can keep her on her feet."

Present:

Surprise round: Upon hearing the sounds of battle, some combination of curiosity and concern write themselves across the elven cleric's facial features. As the battlefield comes into view, the expression turns grim. "The Unquenchable Fire fill your steps with her fire and passion!" she intones, blessing the party. Casting bless.

Round one: Arileth draws her longsword and dismounts from her horse. With a pat on the half-orc's now-oversized rump, the elf calls down a second invocation. "Take their cause as your own, and may the Savored Sting grant you her favor as your revenge becomes theirs." Dismounting as a move action (and drawing her sword as part of the move action), then using her bit of luck ability on Ishingka; for the next round, she rolls twice on all d20 rolls and takes the better result.

"Leave her alone, you big bullies... three against one isn't fair." Tae shouts, trying to get them to leave the archer alone.

Sorry about the delay.

--At camp--

"Scouting seems easy enough. Just gotta hide and keep your eyes open, right? I taught Ussur how to hide- -he taught me how to hunt," Jag replies with a grin, presenting his companion for all to look upon with awe. Jag puts an ear to the bear's mouth, looks pensive for a moment, and adds, "Ussur seems to trust you guys, so you're okay with me. Jag Koszonommonsk."

--Here and Now--

Jag and Ussur roar in unison, double moving towards the fracas.

Jag: Double-moves
Ussur: Single-moves, heels

Thael surveys the three yellow creatures, wondering what they might be.

"I think I have read about these before...in fact, I am nearly certain," he says.

To draw their attention, he sends a magic missile from his wand toward the nearest one.

knowledge (arcana, dungeoneering, local, nature, planes): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27 Looking for 1) vulnerabilities 2) immunities 3) special abilities

magic missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

as a 3rd lvl wizard, don't you get 2 missiles?

not from a wand...I should have said that.

ah, I see...

These creatures are a type of devil known as a Gaav.

As such, they have Damage Reduction 5/Good and are immune to poison and fire. They are known for their noxious breath attack which can render their opponent nauseated, but its only usable at very short range.

Round 1

Thael
Tae
Hali
Arileth
Jag
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Gaavs
---
Half-Orc with Bow
Ishingka

The trio of devils turn away from the half orc and turn their attention to your party as you rush toward them threateningly.

As the lead of the charge, Hali finds himself ganged up on.

Gaav Claw Attack, flanking: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 181d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Gaav Claw Attack, flanking: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 301d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Gaav Claw Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 101d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Gaav Claw Attack, flanking Critical confirmation: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 272d8 + 2 ⇒ (4, 7) + 2 = 13

Hali manages to fend off a couple of spearblows but in the process leaves himself wide open to a spear piercing him right at the gut level.

Round 1
Thael
Tae
Hali
Arileth
Jag
---
Gaavs
---
Half-Orc with Bow
Ishingka

Round 2
Thael
Tae
Hali (-22 hp)
Arileth
Jag
---
Gaavs
---
Half-Orc with Bow
Ishingka

The half orc woman wearily draws her bow and takes aim at one of the gaav. The one outlined in green

Point Blank Shot: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 221d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Her carefully aimed shot from her hickory bow connects, just barely penetrating the skin of this devil.

Round 1
Thael
Tae
Hali (-22 HP)
Arileth
Jag
---
Gaavs
Green (-1 HP)
Blue (-2 HP)
Red
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Half-Orc with Bow
Ishingka

Round 2
Thael
Tae
Hali (-22 HP)
Arileth
Jag
---
Gaavs
Green (-1 HP)
Blue (-2 HP)
Red
---
Half-Orc with Bow
Ishingka

"Circle 'round, Jag, circle ' round! Flank this one wi' me and make a way fer Uss'e and 'jinga to join the fightin'!"

if you move around them to the N and then come down you and I can flank the N-most one, then Ussur and the large lady can charge in

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also, GM you said those were claw attacks but then rolled spear damage and said spear in the flavor text?

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Yeah I misread the statsheet at first blush and then tried to correct them all, but missed a couple

so it is a spear?

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Yes

thanks for the clarification.

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"Hali needs you, Arileth! I'll do the spanking this time!" An enormous Ishingka strides across the path and swings her hammer, a good ten feet long, at one of the devils.

Rage, Hammer, Enlarge, Bless: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
for: 3d6 + 12 ⇒ (2, 1, 4) + 12 = 19
crit?: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
double: 3d6 + 12 ⇒ (6, 2, 4) + 12 = 24

"RESIST THAT, FIEND!" snarls the bloodrager as her hammer strikes true.

Wow, my first crit, and it feels so good! AC is a piddling 11, HP 37.

"Ha ha, that'll do it, 'shingka!" Hali yells in excitement, seemingly oblivious to his injuries.

He swings his hammer at the harpy in front of him and then takes a step back, toward the boulder.

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Arileth needs little encouragement to charge in after the dwarf and the half-orc. She stops short of the front line, however. Instead, she grips the amulet around her neck, a silver disc on which are embossed three daggers, points outward in a circle, and closes her eyes. After a brief second of prayer, a momentary wave of cold blue light emanates from the elf. In its wake, Hali finds some of his wounds to have healed.

Moving forward 30 feet (well, 25 since I think there's rough terrain in the way either way) and then channeling positive energy, excluding the three gaavs.

2d6 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7

Since he doesn't know if they resist acid, he moves up into range and casts acid splash at the red one.

ranged touch to hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
dmg if hits: 1d3 ⇒ 1

The devil that Ishingka deals with basically just explodes in ball of blood, scale, and fire.

The other two look somewhat concerned, but prepared to press on.

"Help them?" Jag half-pleads, half-commands Ussur, sensing (and sharing) the bears reluctance to touch these gross whatever-they-are.

Free Action
Handle Animal to Push: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Grumbling "stay, then" a bit under his breath, Jag cartwheels up to one of the things-with-the-spears and attempts to right cross it.
Move Action
Acrobatics to Avoid AoO: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

Standard Action
Unarmed strike, Power Attack, Bless: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 1 + 1 = 20
Damage, Power Attack: 1d4 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 2 = 7

With things looking mostly in hand, Thael settles for lobbing another magic missile from his wand at the reddish devil.

mm: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

With Thael's Magic Missile, the Reddish one falls and the final one looks displeased by teleports away.

Leaving just the group of you and the half orc, who looks at you warily, unsure if you're friend or foe.