GM Aarvid - PFS #4-05: The Sanos Abduction - A (Inactive)

Game Master GM Aarvid

The perception rolls were for two different things. The first as you were looking for the log. The second as you are looking towards the voice.

You hear the shrill voice..."I am up here! Come on up if you can catch me."

Ingra looks up and answers the gnome.

We are not here to catch you, Ignizi sent us to you so you could perhaps help us find their lost pathfinder friend and maybe put an end to this undead menis.

She takes on a more relaxed posture, to try and set the edgy gnome at ease with their presence, even putting the head of her hammer on the ground.

What do we see exactly?

Pai Song rides where the voice came from.

We are friends of Ignizi and she told us we would find a friendly soul here who knows this forest like his own pockets. As you see, we cannot fly or climb very good and in this forest we might soon get lost.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Ingra sighs softly, and then follows Pai

If this keeps up she will be dead before this mission is done, since when do I need to be a babysitter because a sorcerer cant seem to remember to stay behind their fighter, we don't know what we can run into here or why he is up in a tree even...

Rysalius motions to join Ingra forward, and approaches the voice slowly and cautiously, his curiosity piqued by the voice.

Let's move forward... but let us not get carried away - we have to stick together.

Lavode move forward. But only as far as staying with the group.

He quietly mutters to Rysalius, I suppose I can probably bring him out of the tree with magic. But that seems a poor way to treat a desired ally. Assuming of course he survives the fall...

You move forward behind the lizard-mounted priestess and dwarven warrior. You approach large fallen log but notice nothing of interest. Meanwhile the voice to the southeast continues to chatter.

"What do you know about the walking dead? Are you looking to join their army? Come closer so I can get a better look at you. I am just up the hill. What's that? Ignizi you say? How do you come by that name?"

Ingra moves with the group towards the voice.

All I know is that they are dead but still walking, and I will make them stop moving. We came with supplies for Ignizi's camp, found it under attack, killed the undead things and is now sent to rescue one of Ignizi's camp that was dragged off by these smelly abomanations. And she sent us to you because we would sooner get lost in these woods than find anyone. Will you help us?

Ingra believes that just being honest should be enough to convince him they are real and not out to hurt him.

My dwarven companion speaks the truth. We are here to stop the walking dead from roaming free. Will you help us? What do you know of Ignizi?

Though I can not claim to be a close friend of Ignizi, we work for the same organization. We were sent with supplies and to assist as needed. The most immediate need is to attempt a rescue of the kidnapped trainee and to reduce this undead threat. Ignizi said you could help us locate the source of the threat. Is that true?

Kuraishimo listens carefully and lets the Dwarven warrior go first.

As you pass the log and approach the hill, you hear the roar coming from behind the hill and the flap of large wings approaching closer.

As the noise increases, you see the shape of a large black dragon crest the hill, flying straight towards your group from about 20' in the air.

Just as the dragon flaps closer, it opens its mouth to breathe...

You are sprayed in a jet of colorful flowers and the terrible dragon disappears.

From behind you, you hear high pitched laughter. A small colorful dragon appears flapping tiny wings and starts with a bunch of questions.

"I love that one. Gets them every time. So you are friends of Ignizi? How's the gnome doing? She sent you to me? Wow, I feel important. Did she say anything else? Oh yes, the undead. They are all over the place. So are you here to kill them and wipe out the army? Do I smell bacon? I do not like bacon. But I like muffins...with honey that is. So you think you can handle the undead? I like your large lizard. What is his name? He really lets you ride him?"

Kuraishimo opens his mouth to speak several times but is unable to get a word in edgewise with Riddywhipple.

Ingra gets a little frustrated with the barrage of questions after the prank of a vision or illusion or whatever that was. She now rambles off the answers almost as fast as he asked them in a a tone that barely hides he frustration.

Ignizi is doing ok other than being harassed by the undead now and again. We will kill as many of these things as comes our way, but preferably getting at the source would work best. Ignizi made us bacon for breakfast, we don't have muffins and you would have to ask the lizard yourself....

Now are you going to help us find the lost Pathfinder and maybe find and destroy the source of this scourge or are we just going to leave?

She would have said this even if he tried to ask more questions. But once she is done she will wait for his rambled response.

Unable to suppress a smile at the prank, Rysalius spontaneously lets out a light laugh aimed at pleasing the joker and fill him with a sense of achievement.

Bluff: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

You are quite the prankster! Jolly good! Say, you must be disappointed at the poor audience that the undead roaming these woods make. Why don't you help us find the source of their unpleasantness so that eerie laughter and feylike joy will once again echo within the Sanos forest?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

The lizards name is Lizzie. You can of course ride on her. Come sit next to me! That was a nice trick with that dragon, i´m quite impressed. Interesting magic, perhaps you can teach it to mee someday?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

"Well, as you apparently know, I am Riddywipple. What are your names? I am sorry I was invisible, but alas I am not much of
a fighter, so tricks help me survive in the woods. But any friends of gnome Ignizi are a friend of mine."

He flies loops around buzzing from one to another of you trying to hear your name if you give it.

"I will help you Pathfinders eliminate the undead threatening the woods. I have a suspicion where the dead armies might be coming from. I will ask some of my fey forest friends for information to see if they can pinpoint the source of the undead. Although they may not take kindly to your group. You are more than welcome to stay the night here at my log and we can leave in the morning. I just love the dawn, don't you?"

What´s that glint of metal at the hill there?

Eventually given the chance to speak Kuraishimo will introduce himself with a short bow.

Rysalius bows, introducing himself with panache.

Rysalius Starnon, at your service.

I am called Pai Song by the way and this is Thespis, my little krait.

My name is Lavode. We can wait here if it is really necessary for getting more information. Is there any chance you can get the information quickly?
We are in a hurry, the undead kidnapped one of Ignizi's students. We want to get the child away from them as soon as possible. I'm sure you understand how the young are the responsibility of us all.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"It is nice to meet you all. You seem nice. And if you can get rid of the walking dead, even batter. I will come back as quickly as I can. I have to fly pretty far, and still need to watch out for bad things in the woods. Do not wander too far from the log or I may not be able to find you when I get back. I wish I had some big people food to over you. Well, not food made out of big people...no, that would not be good. But food for big people. Anyway, I best go if you want me back quickly. Stay here until I return. That would be best. Please be careful as the woods are not safe."

The little dragon buzzes off in a hurry, although not going in exactly a straight line before you lose sight of him.

We should set camp here, and have people on watch, even by day. We're sitting ducks in this place. I'll start watching but having two at the same time wouldn't hurt I guess, if we can spare it.

I will join you on first watch.

Lavode casts mage armor on himself.

He mutters to Rysalius, Uhmm... Did Ignizi tell us that our contact was a flighty faerie dragon and I just missed it or was that just what passes for here sense of humor?

I had no idea either, to be honest. I take it there will be many surprises for us until we see this mission through.

It´s kind of a surprise. On the other hand, there was talk of fey and Riddiewipple could be a bonus for us there. We don´t know what´s really going on in this forests.

"I believe Riddiewipple's companionship will at least protect us from the tricks of other fey, although I firmly expect to be turned pink before the end of our trip."

You wait for an hour or two and no sign of the little dragon. The sun sets and darkness covers the forest. You take up watches as described. Other than a few loud growls in the distance, the night passes without incident.

At dawn, Riddywipple returns and wakes those not on watch by buzzing excitedly around your heads, chattering in his squeaky, singsong voice.

"Wake up...wake up sleepy heads. I have returned as quickly as I could. Pack up your things and make haste.

“In the night last night, I flew over to
my friendly pixie friend Pollinia, a trixie
youngster who lit out with me for a bit of a
fly-around, where we chatted about all the
happy happenings in the forest as well as some untidy tidings.
As it turns out, the carved cave near my pegasi friendlies has a
new body that everybody agrees is disagreeable. The old cold
cavern used to be used by humans long before long ago, but
it’s been empty as a log since then."

“Now it seems an unseemly creature has wandered in from
the bit of bog near Wartle and taken to torturing and terrifying
the forest. The monster’s name is Marigana, and trappers
chased her from her Wartle morass after she kidnapped some
napping kids from the town and turned them into deadly
undead. Now she’s taken up taking over Sanos, and wants to
spread her terrible territory. We can make a joint journey to
see the poisonous new occupant, but it will be doubtlessly
undeadly."

Let us depart immediately, then. We can't allow such a foul creature to continue befouling these woods.

I can eat inthe saddle.
Lavode immediately packs up his belongings.

That is sorrowful news Riddy Whipple. But is is good that we have the information. We will make haste to that cave. Do you know how long it will take slow walker such as ourselves to get there?

Good, we have a target and a location. Don't about you guys but I can hustle for a bit. The sooner we get there the better. And maybe plan a contingency for if your pathfinder is already made into an undead.

How terrible! Undead are among the worst things on Golarion! Let´s clean this forest!

"Let us make haste."

"It is about half a day at gnome speed to reach our destination. "

Once your questions have been answered, the dragon begins heading north. As you make your way deep into the forest, Riddywipple stops

"We are approaching the home of my longtime friends, pegasi who might be able to offer assistance in defeating the undead. "

The party follows an overgrown road until they reach a muddy, reedy lake surrounded by underbrush and large stones..

Should we approach carefully? Do we anticipate any difficulty?

Rysalius draws his wand of shield, and readies a shield cast if any danger should suddenly arise.

Well we are hoping to make friends here. I know you like talking Rysalius, but perhaps this time you let me talk and just confirm my intentions. That would be supreme. I´m sure you will have your big appearance on stage later.

Of course this seems perfect for an ambush and it looks really dirty. Mh probably that can´t be helped in a forest.

At the mention of Ambush Kuraishimo will activate his wand of Mage Armor.

Rysalius nods at Pai's proposition, still looing around nervously.

It only makes sense, Pai. You gnomes are fitter to deal with the fey. I'll gladly bow down and let you do the talking this time.

Yeah, me gnome...Are your eyes allright? Whatever, i´ll do the talking. Later i´ll be glad to enjoy one of your aries though°

I only speak the truth in those situations, but my words normaly fail to have as big an impact than if one of you speak. I will only confirm what you say if need be.

She continues to be on her gaits though.

Who knows if the undead made it to Riddywipples friends before us...

As you approach the lake, you see the silhouettes
of a statuesque pegasus grazing in the glade.

However, as you move closer, you see the Pegasus is covered
in deep wounds and dried blood, and that it grazes not
upon grass, but upon the carcass of a fallen creature.

The blood-encrusted pegasus turns its attention toward your group clumsily lifts into the air.

==== Round 1 ====

23-Kuraishimo
21-Lavode
17-UK
15+Pai Song+Liz
15-Ingra
13+Rysalius
13-ZP

Map is updated

Kuraishimo and Lavode are up first.

Casting Mage Armor on myself.

Lavode gets our of the saddle but still holding on to the reins in his off hand. Then he mutters, Mágia Ma Ochráni!

After he looks around swiftly to make sure there is nothing else creeping up on us. perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

It looks to be about ~185 feet from our starting position.

Kuraishimo will begin casting Enlarge Person on Ingra.

"Don't go too far friend Dwarf."

Kuraishimo begins casting a long spell....

Lavode dismounts his horse and casts a spell to bolster his defenses.

Make perception checks prior to your next turn as you look over the lake towards the flying Pegasus.

15+Pai Song+Liz
15-Ingra
13+Rysalius

Perception: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (20) - 3 = 17

Ingra will stand fast where she is and wait for the creature to get within range, but readies her hammer.
Will save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 13

There is someone in the lake that needs rescue, who's joining me?

And she moves off cautiously (15ft), she was told not to go too far, and knows the mages are defensless without her; and will wait a bit for them to join her.

Ingra moves towards the edge of the lake, with only a light grip on her hammer. Staring into the waves, looking for something.

Pai and Rysalius are still up...