Dungeon Master S's "Race for the Runecarved Key" (Inactive)

Game Master Chris Marsh

"I'm afraid to ask what sort of debts the Society has on me with all the relics I've dinged up over the years."

Sielan riffles through his worn book looking for easy answers to the problems but shakes his head. "I don't have any magic that would let us track down the person Aelwynd. We might be able to find some scrolls for purchase out and about though, but most of the stuff I know needs a bit more to go on than a note. One of the scrolls we got off the Aspis can help track someone down, but probably only if I get a close look at them."

"Not much help for finding Darga, her assistant, or the lady who hired the rats."

Sielan waits for Aelwynd's inspection before pulling boards off of the door. "Maybe they racked up debts with more than just the Society?
I know I wouldn't want to stick around with that many people hunting me down."

The boards come off easily, and Aelwynd finds neither intentional trap nor one set by neglect and time....

Indeed the first floor contains only dust and a stairwell up.

The same is true for the second floor.

The third floor is a different story. Aelwynd gives the all clear on the door, and the party immediately learns the awful truth, something killed the erstwhile researcher.

And it wasn't peaceful! A ghostly apparition appears floating in the air on backward-facing feet over the body. Its hands end in sharp talons, and its eyes glow with blue fire.

Enemy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Nachts: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Solomon: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Sielan: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Aelwynd: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23
Caduceus: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8
Ariana: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Round 1:
Aelwynd: Go
Enemy: TBD
Nachts: TBD
Saul:
Sielan: TBD
Caduceus: TBD
Ariana: TBD

"I suppose you could be right Sielan. I just can't shake the feeling that someone died here... "

Then as the door opens and they find the body, Aelwynd's eyes go wide at the sight of the apparition!

Know Religion: 1d20 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (8) + 7 + (6) = 21 So close! And that is one heck of an image. I have no idea what that is, so it fits to not make the check. I certainly hope someone else makes it.

"Oh damn! Sometimes I really hate being right... That, and it looks really upset." he says, his weapon at the ready.

He quickly fishes out a vial from his haversack, and readies to down the contents should the thing attack.

The vial is an Elixir of Spirit Sight and for 1 minute it lets him use his weapon and armor as if they are ghost touch and gives him see invis. Move action to retrieve it, ready action to drink it if the strange apparition attacks. Then he can parry/riposte as necessary. I am not taking it before hand on the rare chance it isn't hostile.

"Darga Cranstone? Or are you Darga's assistant? Either way we want to help you, if you will let us"

Then, much quieter and off to his side, he whispers, "Is it evil Cad, or just unhappy"?

I moved Aelwynd in to where I would imagine he first sees the body. Feel free to put him back if he was at the door instead.

"Debt collectors, bruisers, shysters and thugs. That seems to be our lot for today... What I would do for a good demon to kill out a-"

Religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Saul's eyes go wide at the sight before him and he goes silent.

Saul thinks he might just regret his wish! The image is shocking, but Aelwynd has just the tool for the job!

The spirit floats over to the elf and slashes with her left hand ATK: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21 the vapors from the elixir take hold just in the nick of time as her attack is thwarted by the now enhanced armor!

Round 1:
Aelwynd: Spirit Sight
Enemy: Miss
Nachts: Go
Saul: Go
Sielan: Go
Caduceus: Go
Ariana: Go

Know, religion: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

The paladin takes a moment to see if the undead has the taint of evil and informs the team of his findings.

"It matters not who you were, it is time for you to find eternal rest. Feel Iomedae's grace as she welcomes you."

Oracle channel for damage, DC 18: 5d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 3, 2, 3) = 11

"Remember my words ... Pathfinders. Something is... He halts mid sentence as the creature emerges out of nothingness to scream it's contempt of the living in the nearby room, out of Nacht's sight.

Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Nachts steps on in, looks upon the creature. It is familiar to him, but alas, his mind draws a blank. Nonetheless, it appears incoporeal, and his glaive was enchanted specifically to deal with such problems.

Glaive vs Ghosty (Ghost Touch), DF, PA, FF: 1d20 + 15 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 15 + 4 = 20
Damage: 1d10 + 11 + 4 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 4 + 6 = 22

Alas, his lack of focus translates into a blow which carves through the floor.

Wouldn't the Parry/Riposte have gone off when the spirit attacked? Hoping to get in some damage on it now that we know it's hostile.

"Yeah! What Cad said!"

Focusing his arcane energy his forces excess energy into the party casting a stilled haste spell on all of his companions.

Everyone is hasted for nine rounds.

"Bah! No clue what that is... but I've never had good experiences with ghostly foes..."

He rushes around the corner, putting himself into place to provide tactical advantage for his allies as he lets out his warcry.

"No mercy for those with no grave!"

Move, Raging Song. Wielding a polearm to help with flanking. First person to fail a save is getting a saving finale.

"I have a wand of Ghostbane Dirge if someone can use it." She pulls out her bow as she moves, and nocks an arrow that shimmers with a gray powder. Then she fires.

+1 Adaptive Darkwood Longbow: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (15) + 14 = 29
Ghost Salt Blanch Arrows: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Retcon Aelwynd's ready guard is in the right line and immediately stabs the undead back. Her rage is unabated and she continues to press.

Caduceus channels, though it's not a mighty one. Will: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32 and the monster shrugs most of it off.

Sielan speeds the party up to hopefully press the advantage. Saul gets into position.

Nacht's attack falls short, but Ariana's arrow strikes true

Round 2:
Aelwynd: Go
Enemy: TBD
Nachts: TBD
Saul: TBD
Sielan: TBD
Caduceus: TBD
Ariana: TBD

"You poor wretch." Aelwynd says with sincere sadness. "It's time for you to pass over to the murky depths."

He then spins to his right, coming inline to flank the creature with Saul, and makes three quick strikes with his blade.

All these long armed gents with reach weapons certainly makes for some room to dance!

Thrust+haste+flank: 1d20 + 18 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 18 + 1 + 2 = 23
Thrust+haste+flank: 1d20 + 18 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 18 + 1 + 2 = 33
Thrust+haste+flank: 1d20 + 13 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 13 + 1 + 2 = 34
Confirm?: 1d20 + 13 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 1 + 2 = 25
adamantine,magic,piercing+precision(ghost touch)+sonic: 1d6 + 11 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 9 + (1) = 22
adamantine,magic,piercing+precision(ghost touch)+sonic: 1d6 + 11 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 9 + (6) = 27
adamantine,magic,piercing+precision(ghost touch)+sonic: 1d6 + 11 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 9 + (4) = 25
Crit Bonus?: 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

Only one of Aelwynd's thursts misses the mark. The blade sinks into the ghostly form as if it were flesh and blood. Still the undead's rage continues!

It slashes in response:
Left hand: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27
Right hand: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24
The parry riposte combo works! Aewlynd pulls back unscathed!

Round 2:
Aelwynd: Hits
Enemy: ATK
Nachts: Go
Saul: Go
Sielan: Go
Caduceus: Go
Ariana: Go

Arianna stays where she stands, and fires three shots at the creature.

+1 Longbow: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 14 - 4 = 20
Damage Ghost Salt Blanch: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

+1 Longbow: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 14 - 4 = 30
Damage Ghost Salt Blanch: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

+1 Longbow: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 9 - 4 = 19
Damage Ghost Salt Blanch: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

+1 Longbow Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 14 - 4 = 25
Damage Ghost Salt Blanch: 2d8 + 12 ⇒ (7, 6) + 12 = 25

Only one of Ariana's arrows strikes, but it strikes true! It's enough to end the spirit's tortured existence and bring quiet to the abandoned tower...

***OVERSEER ANNOUNCEMENT***

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Cathedral of Abadar will soon open its doors for the public auction! Anyone interested in participating must be within the cathedral in fifteen minutes. Once the auction starts, the doors will close. This is not an open door auction and no one will be admitted to the auction once the bidding starts"

We have enough real time to wrap up in here.

Releasing a sigh Sielan turns attention to the ruined tower.

"I'm glad no one is hurt, but stories of spirits like that rarely end so easily. We should search the area. Put her at rest and all that. Also find Sheila's money so she doesn't try chasing her to the Boneyard."

Perception searching the area: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

"Well said my friend."

Aelwynd grows slightly amused at the thought of someone chasing another to the boneyard over money.

"We had best hurry as the auction should be about to start."

He quickly begins to scour about looking for any place someone might keep their valuables...

Aelwynd will take 10 for a 32 when looking for any place that might hold money, and then take 10 for 33 to search for traps on any place that he finds. If he finds any traps he will back the group off to keep them safe before he attempts to disarm anything. He will take 10 for 28 to disarm them, and if he fails to disarm with that, but not by 5 or more he will roll. d20+18. If there are no traps, but something is locked, he will take 10 for a 27, and retry with a roll if that fails. d20+17 to unlock.

In an effort to expedite things, I will automatically assist on perception checks.

"Well... That tonic of yours sure seemed useful Aelwynd. Now let's see why she insisted on haunting this place rather than departing like most dead folk. In with Sielan... I'd rather not ask Pharasma for a day pass just to find some coin."

Saul will join in the search, looking for signs of unfinished work or a painful demise that may have resulted in this creature's creation.

Aelwynd indeed finds a pair of chests under the floor, and also (barely) discovers that they are trapped. With quick work he sends the party back and fails to undo the trap. He then settles in to his work DD: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 30 and then clears the trap. Within he finds all the funds expected, and 3,000 gold more!

Finally the party heads back to Heidmarch manor, hoping the thuggery is done....

"HELLO HEIDMARCH MANOR! THE TRIUMPHANT HEROES RETURN, BOUNTY IN HAND!" Aelwynd proclaims upon entering the manor.

"I know, I know. I just felt like it." he protests to his friends with a shrug and just a hint of a grin. "It's not like we kicked over a cradle to get it so I felt I should make the most of it."

Once Sheila arrives, his expression turns quite serious.

"Two things of note." he says holding up two fingers as if to count them off.

"First, about the mission before last. Have you scoured the grounds outside the cathedral like we suggested and if so, have you found anything of note? I have a terrible feeling about what we may face if you haven't."

He ticks off one finger, and it's unmistakable which finger remains.

"And second, this last mission cost me a valuable elixir. We faced an apparition unlike any I have faced before, and luckily our team was prepared and excellent in it's efficiency in dealing with said apparition. That said, recompense for the lost elixir, in addition to any booty we would otherwise claim for ourselves on this mission, would go a long way as an effective thank you for such a well done job."

Then, as if struck by an afterthought, "Oh, I almost forgot. Here is an extra 2000 gold that we found."

Sheila is rather happy, though the discomfort with your actions lingers.

The auction starts soon, so rather than let the discomfort hang like a pall in the air, you opt to go to it...

Paused until overseer.

Ariana just barely restrains from whacking Aelwynd in the back of his head for the jest, and the fingers. She's also having a hard time keeping a straight face.

She holds up a wall while waiting for permission to head to the auction. "I've enjoyed working with you all very much. This isn't my preferred mission, but it's been a wild ride so far."

***OVERSEER ANNOUNCEMENT***

The last of the attendees are shuffled into the Cathedral of Abadar and the crowd eagerly await the beginning of the auction. A portly man takes to the stage, and with a voice like a foghorn declares ”The auction is open!” which sets off a hum through the crowd as people start jostling for position and readying their auction bidding paddles, as though they were cutlasses with which to defeat the auction itself!

Kresch Vaor looks around at the readied auction-slayers with a broken resolve “Bah, too much for an old key. Proctor, I’m out. Have one of your clergymen transfer my deposit to my personal account.” then sits back down.

The bidding then begins with fury, paddles being thrust into the air representing thousands of gold at a time

The Duchesses seem a bit distant, and very quickly exit the bidding.

As the numbers rise, Maiveer Sloan calls out, he pleads with the auctioneer, “I don’t have the funds on hand, but let my organization put down credit on the key. I can have the extra funds in a few months and you know we’re good for it.” The Auctioneer purses his heavy lips in sympathetic understanding. The Proctor interjects ”The rules state this auction would be a fast sell only with coin in hand” Maiveer pleads further ”Sir! I protest! I have been victimised and robbed - and though I make no issue of it now I protest that I would have had the coin had it not been so! The rogues, robbers, and conspirators sit right under this very roof and gain from this injustice!” The proctor, having none of it, simply turns to Sloan ”Contain yourself or the church will have you removed.”

As order is almost restored, a group of toughs barges in and heads straight for Dymal Rinks - ”Minvandu wants a word”. He begins to protest, but two burly half-orcs simply grab an arm each and pick him up and start walking out. Sheila Heidmarch makes a gesture that is very clear - do NOT get involved. Minvandu’s chief legbreaker pauses at the Proctor ”Sorry about that interruption, bit of confusion needing to be dealt with. Whatever deposit Rinks tried to put down on the auction belongs to our employer, Mr. Minvandu. I’ll send someone around later to collect it, after the boss has a few private words with Rinks”. Rinks is then dragged out of the auction house, kicking and screaming.

The auction begins again in earnest, with some Pathfinders baulking at the sums being thrown around and consider wandering to a nearby tavern instead. The number of bidders begins to rapidly thin…

Doctor Landis starts making an offer,then thinks better of it - some concern playing at the back of his mind no doubt. He lowers his hand, and simply gestures that he’s cut himself off by waving his hand across his throat.

Falrig Sneve seems spooked by Doctors Landis withdrawing and it triggers him too “Too rich for my blood. Fold!”

With only Pathfinders and Lady Kaddren in the bidding war, the atmosphere gets tense - it is clear that Lady Kaddren is determined to win… yet as she is about to bid a breathtaking sum, a runner presents her with a note which she quickly reads. After, she grimaces at the assembled Pathfinders and their Venture Captain and in a threatening tone says, “This time, you got lucky. From here out, you might want to watch your backs.” Then she turns to the proctor and tells him, “You can close my bids out.” After, she tucks the note into her cloak and storms out.

The Auctioneer continues “Going, going, gone! And sold to table seven with the red coloured paddle for a final price of sixty thousand gold pieces! Table seven please send one representative to the front of the room to claim your prize!”

A seasoned Pathfinder, Eadie Navhelan from the winning table strides out to collect.

Without warning, a tremendous flash of light and smoke appears behind the auctioneer, and the very fabric of reality is sliced open. Seconds later, a black-robed figure steps through the rift and pulls a jagged black-bladed dagger across the auctioneer’s throat sending a shower of blood into the screaming crowd of bidders. The remorseless assassin snatches the Runecarved Key and in a fit of mad laughter bursts into dozens of shadowy black forms, each fleeing from the cathedral in a different direction.

Begin Act 4!

Suddenly an ear-piercing whistle sounds. Without warning, the stained glass windows of the cathedral simultaneously shatter inward in a colorful barrage of flying glass. The shattering glass cuts and slices as it flies Each of you take 5d6 ⇒ (3, 5, 1, 4, 5) = 18 damage, REF DC 21 for half.

A quartet of evil looking humans land and take note of you, already preparing to fight with spells!

Enemy: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Nachts: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Solomon: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18
Sielan: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Aelwynd: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32
Caduceus: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (7) + 0 = 7
Ariana: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Enemy: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Sielan: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

So, we lied to Rinks. That totally sucks.

Reflex vs 21: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Just wondering if this is right after encountering the undead, or is this the next day. Just need to know if all my healing is available or if I have used a channel. Status lasts 8 hours, so that should be up an running, along with Lifelink. Healing will happen on my initiative.

Cad current hp=80

Reflex DC 21: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Nachts finds himself peppered with shards, a fate that leaves him only mildly irritated. "Fools. Hehehehe... FOOLS!!!! COME, AND SEE YOUR FLESH BE PARTED! COME, AND RECEIVE ZON-KUTHON'S BLESSINGS! DARKNESS CALLS SCREAMING FOR YOUR SOULS!!!" he roars with gleeful abandon as he steps forward, call upon the Prince of Darkness' unholy favor and carefully spinning his glaive in a way that suggests that he can reach out much further.

Fervor-casting Divine Favor. Step up 20 ft, Combat Patrol as standard.

Isn't Combat Patrol a Full-Round?

"To arms!"

Reflex: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Saul stands firm as the glass slices his face and arms. He yells out a warcry, inciting his allies to action. He moves forward, drawing his naginata as he advances.

Raging song, move and draw weapon

This is the same day, right after the undead.

Pathfinders bring magic and song of their own, ready for a straight up fight.

Round 1:
Aelwynd: Go
Nachts: Buff
Saul: Skald
Ariana: Go
Caduceus: Go
Sielan: Go
Enemy: TBD

Ref Save DC21: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21 Opportunist Evasion/no damage, spend 1 luck/panache

Aelwynd twists, bends and spins through the flying debris, avoiding an serious damage from the glass shards as he draws his blade with a snap and moves to engage the enemy.

"Ho HO! You snail-skulled little rabbits! You bit off more than you can chew this time!"

With barely more than a thought, he extends the reach of his rapier another five feet by the magic in his scarf, and strikes at the white caster as they are beginning to cast their spell.

ready action to attack the white caster as they start casting: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33
Confirm?: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (19) + 18 = 37 If confirmed get back prestige point
admantine, magic, piercing damage+precision+sonic: 1d6 + 11 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 11 + 9 + (2) = 27
Crit Bonus Damge: 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14

swift action(swordmaster's flair/blue scarf to extend reach 5'), move action then standard to ready,unless they are already casting and then it is just an attack. Want as much as I can to thwart a successful casting. He has a 40 move with longstrider and I wanted to still have that on during the auction(It's why I asked for the duration of the auction for buffs) so I will check off another charge from the wand. He will move right up to the caster, hoping they will try to just back up and cast, not knowing he has reach with a rapier. This could provoke his readied action and an AoO.

AoO if applicable: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (4) + 18 = 22
admantine, magic, piercing damage+precision+sonic: 1d6 + 11 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 11 + 9 + (5) = 29

Aelwynd moves in like a hurricane... prepared for what likely comes next...

Round 1:
Aelwynd: Ready
Nachts: Buff
Saul: Skald
Ariana: Go
Caduceus: Go
Sielan: Go
Enemy: TBD

Okay, I am going to assume that everyone besides Aelwynd took at least 5 points of damage and that Sielan was at 115/118 hp

The paladin grunts as the link between his allies makes itself known. He infuses himself with healing energy before holding his shield aloft and calling on his patron for guidance.

"IOMEDAE! I ask that you guide us in this battle."
Casting BLESS, +1 to attacks and saves vs fear

Move action: Draw Inheritor's Might/ Swift Action: LoH/ Standard Action: Cast Bless

You are correct! I forgot. I'll instead cast weapon of awe.

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

HP 102/118 hp after 5 life link healing

Sielan tries to laugh off the scratches as he processes the rapid pace of the night's event. "I'd be willing to fight you all any night, but you have all chosen an especially bad night to be picking a fight."

Use the wand of black tentacles on them if the area is clear of bystanders, otherwise draw weapon and double move 40 feet toward them.

Drawing the Aspis wand, Sielan conjures a field of black writhing tentacles in the center of the attackers.

CL 15 Black Tentacles Grapple vs CMD: 1d20 + 15 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 15 + 4 + 1 = 36
Black Tentacles Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Ariana can't quite move out of most of the flying glass. She moves closer to the casters. "Of course this couldn't be easy. This is more inline with my usual missions."

Double Move

Ariana closes distance for the fight. Caduceus bolsters the party's defenses while Sielan tries to hinder the attackers.

All throughout the room people scatter. The attackers seem to not care about collateral damage.

The black tentacles erupt and immediately grab at three of the attackers:
Blue, Red, Grey: 3d100 ⇒ (80, 38, 57) = 175
The red robed one somehow slips through the grasp of the tentacles.

The one who slips through immediately backs up and brings his OWN field of black tentacles up! Attacking Cad, Nachts, Sielan CMD: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30 for DMG: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 and grappled if hit

The two stuck in the spell seem to not at all care about themselves, only hindering you...
Blue Concentration: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26 Lost spell!
Grey Concentration: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21 Lost Spell!

Finally, the caster near Aelwynd steps back and 1d100 ⇒ 3 the stab somehow misses! The caster seemed to be a couple feet to the side! The spell completes and a rolling bank of fog, yellowish and green appears. It chokes and burns! Aelwynd, Saul, and Sielan take 1d4 ⇒ 1 CON damage. FORT DC 22 for half

...It definitely looks like they're more interested in slowing you down than killing you, though there are innocents who will be slaughtered if you leave.

Round 2:
Aelwynd: Go
Nachts: Go
Saul: Go
Ariana: Go
Caduceus: Go
Sielan: Go
Enemy: TBD

OK, so last round Nachts healed 5 from lifelink, correct? And this round he'll heal another 5.

Nachts attempts to break free from the grapple!

CMB vs Black Tentacles: 1d20 + 11 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 11 + 4 = 26

That should do it.

"Come here little bug. Come here, and let the ... pain speak to you."

miss chance for the AoO: 1d100 ⇒ 20

Coughing and hacking the burning gas from his lungs, Aelwynd steps from the cloud, his blade thrusting before him.

As his attacks meet with nothing but air, he smiles in surprise.

”Well played! Normally I like a challenge, but I get the sense your just trying to delay us, so I’m afraid you really must die quickly. Please be a good sport and help us out with that.”

Aelwynd then slashes at the caster’s head with his blade in order to confuse him.

Targeted Strike Head: 1d20 + 18 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 18 + 1 = 27miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 53
Adamantine,slashing, magical damage+precision+sonic: 1d6 + 11 + 9 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 9 + 9 + (2) = 33
Full round action, 1 panache, in addition to normal damage,Target is confused for one round.

”Would someone please deal with this blasted displacement!?!”

I rolled the miss chance for the AoO from Aelwynd that would have gone off and it looks like a whiff! I hate displacement...when it’s on the bad guys at least. ;) So this round he steps out of the cloud, and uses weapon versatility to change the damage type as a free action, more for flavor than anything, and it looks like he hit, he then uses a swift action to double his precision damage for another 1point of panache.

Slash/AoO if the caster provokes again: 1d20 + 18 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 18 + 1 = 26miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 3
Adamantine,slashing, magical damage+precision+sonic: 1d6 + 11 + 9 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 11 + 9 + (5) = 27

Thanks for the AoO miss chance.

Nachts gets to a better spot while Aelwynd presses on. His hit knocks the caster for a loop!

Round 2:
Aelwynd: Hit
Nachts: Break free
Saul: Go
Ariana: Go
Caduceus: Go
Sielan: Go
Enemy: TBD

CMB vs Tentacles: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 11 + 1 = 24

The paladin steps away from the grasping limbs and unleashes a wave of healing energy

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26

I can't recall off the top of my head the save against the poison cloud means if I take 1 Constitution damage or 0 for saving.

Took 6 since last turn. Accepting rage. HP 140/140 hp after 5 life link healing and channel and rage.

Choking on the fog Sielan struggles to free himself from the writhing field. "Why are there so many poison clouds around these parts?"

CMB to Escape Grapple: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 14 + 2 = 31

Breaking free of the grapple, Sielan unsummons his armor and pushes himself deeper into the fog to escape the mass of tentacles.

=

Ongoing Black Tentacles CMB: 1d20 + 15 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 15 + 4 + 1 = 30
Black Tentacles Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Caduceus provides some much needed relief, and gets out of harm's way. Meanwhile Sielan continues his own push for position.

Still take 1 on save.

Round 2:
Aelwynd: Hit
Nachts: Break free
Saul: Go
Ariana: Go
Caduceus: Heal
Sielan: Move
Enemy: TBD

Note, all raging allies also have fast healing 4. HP at start of this turn now 82/94 if my math is right.

Fort (Raging): 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 2 = 15

Saul chokes on the toxic cloud, then lets out another warcry as he leaps, flying through the air and landing on the carpet running the length of the room. As he lands, the warcry raises in pitch until it goes inaudible altogether... too all except for the caster outside of the tentacles' grasp.

Casting Ear-Piercing Scream on Red, Fort save DC 17 for half damage and no daze.

Sonic Damage: 5d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 6, 4, 5) = 22

Status
HP 82/94 (+22 while raging)
1 Con Damage

Sol, between the Lifelink, channel and fast healing, you are topped off to full hp.

While no one else hears anything, the enemy grabs his ears as they begin to bleed! Red Will: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18. He resists the worst of it, but only barely!

Round 2:
Aelwynd: Hit
Nachts: Break free
Saul: EPS
Ariana: Go
Caduceus: Heal
Sielan: Move
Enemy: TBD

Sigh My post got eaten.

Ariana says a word and her sword is wreathed with ice. Ariana moves up to the red enemy. She swings her sword with all her power and rage. "Please don't slow us down."

+1 Bastardsword, Rage, Power Attack: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (13) + 20 = 33
Damage: 1d10 + 20 ⇒ (10) + 20 = 30