GM Black Powder Chocobo's PbP Case of Missing Persons (Inactive)

Game Master Black Powder Chocobo

[b]"So what is behind this door Isarah?

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Roger casts detect magic on the doors.

"And do you know how to open it, Lady?" adds Amarthecthel.

Update tomorrow!

Qilfobber accentuates what will surely be a useful explanation from Isarah with his assessing gaze.

Perception: 1d20 + 32 ⇒ (10) + 32 = 42 +5 vs traps

So I have no idea why my post isn't there... Sorry guys!

Qilfobber doesn't find any traps on the door, but he does see a panel with a pair of buttons. Figuring the panel is a control system for the door, he gets on his tip toes and pushes a button, the door opening in response.

The large chamber looks like an auditorium, with rows of seats pointed towards a large pane of black glass hanging from a curving wall. On either side of glass are another pair of cameras.

As the party cautiously steps in, the black glass flickers with life, resolving into the image of a dark-skinned woman surrounded by clouds of yellow-green smoke. Her gaze is cruel and imperious, and she exhales poison gas with each breath.

"Natives.", her voice hollow and cold. "Lay down your weapons and surrender, and perhaps I will permit you to live."

Can't fail that check.

Friends, that image looks a lot like this Isirah Tana. What sorcery is this? Pelkin will stop to take time to use Detect Alignment in order to see if any evil is lurking about.

Lamare will drop his weapon. "Isarah who this is?"

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Amarthecthel addresses the image in the window. "Who are you, Madame?"

The form in the glass looks at Pelkin with curiosity and ire. "What is it that you do? You dare think you can harm me?"

To Amarthecthel, the form responds more politely, despite malice still oozing from her words. "I am Isirah Tana. Among others."

The Isirah in the AI core is silent, her face aghast with a mix of shock and confusion.

The professor stares in open curiousity. "Vell, et ist not much of a weapon, but I vill gladly put et down." He slowly lays his cane on the metal floor. "Two Isirah Tanas, vhat a voundrous thing. But you say zhere are othas? Might ve know who zey are?"

"Well," says Amarthecthel. "If you're Isirah, who's this?" He waves his hand at the AI core.

perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

We don't mean any harm we're explorers" Roger says in Common.

To the Professor, it answers, "Yes, I am all of those who died in the crash. I am many who are one."

But once Amarthecthel speaks about the core, the Isirah on the large screen looks actually curious, before being dismissive. "So you found that!", it responds. "I tried to save a copy of myself on that device. But as you can see, the real me is quite intact.

To Rogar, it then commands. [b]"Then surrender yourselves; I could have a use for you."

Amarthecthel Sense Motive: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (4) - 1 = 3
Kalimardian Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Knowing himself to be a terrible liar, Amarthecthel just works on remaining quiet. He nods his head once.

Religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

"Vell, if it vould involve accessing the marvelous devices off zhis structure, I enthusiastically volunteer mine services. Vhat say you, fellows?"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8

"If you're to submit yourself to this machine, Professor, I suggest that I'll monitor the process."

"Off course, all proper laboratory protocols vill be observed."

Religion: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21 Ugh, are assists allowed on Knowledge rolls? Bah...
SM: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 33

Pelkin will very quietly inform the others of his suspicions. Read the Sense Motive spoilers.

It occurs to me that your failure is more important to you than you let on. Come clean, why is that?

religion: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (18) + 16 = 34 dice religion: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19

ok... We may have a problem.

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"We are here to explore this place. Nothing more. But, as a specialist of this, i feel there something that stop you for going a long time outside of this place am i right? "

argh... I should have cast the protection spells

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"We'll surrender if you promise not to hurt us. Maybe we could do something for you in return..thanks Pelkin"

Rogar smiles.

The shade seems to nod approvingly to the Professor, Rogar, and Qilfobber's statements, but then glares at Pelkin's follow up question. "I tried to save myself and failed. It is why I am here now, in such a form! But, with your help, I can have a real body, an elemental form, and depart from this place. You are capable; I have seen your talents, and I lack assistants. After my body is created, I will leave and what becomes of this place is of no consequence."

Single roll for Sense Motive, open up as high as you qualify for :)

Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Thoroughly convinced by the shade's noble intentions, Qilfobber mulls over how one might construct the elemental body.

"This is fascinating indeed! Capable is my middle name, so what do you need?"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

"Ach, vhat un exciting proposal! Und a project vithout the need for collecting fresh materials! Very unfortunate zhat the common folk raise pitchfolks und torches ova unearthing proper specimens..."

Sense!: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (14) + 15 = 29

Pelkin continues to talk to the image on the screen. Again, I must be honest. I can tell that you fully expected a fight and was not prepared for offers of help. Despite this, I can see in your eyes that you are still sizing us up and contemplating how to best us.

Pelkin then turns to his friends. What do you wish to do? Can we trust this... person?

Was there anything to my Detect Alignment thing?

touch of luck if possible [sense motive: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32 sense motive: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28

Lamare notice the calculating eye of Isarah.

"Isarah, I can assure you. You have copy yourself. Right now don't you feel weird that you are able to control this facility and breath toxic gas? It is more like you are a avatar of this ruin.

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Amarthecthel puts a hand on Pelkin's shoulder, trying to give his friends a "significant look". "It will be alright, Pelkin, Lamare. Sometimes you have to know when to work with those in power. I'm sure our new friend here just isn't familiar with how helpful we try to be in this new age. She's just awakened after a very long time. Give her some time to see how helpful we can be."

"And Lamare, let's refrain from calling our new friend names. It isn't polite."

"Sorry."

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@Lamare: No ToL, but the first was good enough anyway :P

While it seems unfazed by Pelkin's accusations, it glares at Lamare when he speaks. "Wh-what? No... I would not be here if that were true!"

"Y-y-yes, it worked, sort of...", speaks the Isirah in the AI core. Currently assuming that it is not facing the shade in the glass screen

"Nonetheless, I am still here, and I desire my freedom!", the shade calls out. "It is not a matter of threat, but survival for both of us. I know what I am, I am the embodiment of every soul who died here, trapped. But I need your help to escape... but if you wish to try and stop me, know that I command this entire site and I can make your deaths slow, painful, and torturous. I want my freedom, and nothing will stop me. So will you aid me and explore this place without my presence or must I kill you where you stand?"

As before, single Sense Motive, open up to the highest!

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

"Command off ze entire facility? Marvelous! I vould very much enjoy beneviting from your guidance." The professor seems unfazed by the mortal threats leveled at the Pathfinders.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (2) + 15 = 17 Dammit.

Pelkin will share what he senses quietly to the others, hoping they have a solution to the problem. Read the first spoiler.

1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 29
ahh. Desna is with me! I will post later.

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Rogar whispers to the party

it's worried about the AI

sense motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

So the question is, do you offer your assistance to the Isriah shade or not?

Yes!

Trey is all on board.

Seems like we are, hopefully it all works out.

yes!

Yes, for science!

Alright, update tonight or tomorrow :P

sounds good

The Isirah shade has a puzzled, yet pleased look on her face as the party agrees to aid her. "Yes, you have chosen wisely." The doors to the north open as the shade looks in that direction. "I am illuminating a path to the synthesis lab. Head directly there and do not stray from the route. I will offer you instructions once you arrive."

The image on the screen disappears as green circuitry glow to beckon the party further.

Green arrow points to the door the shade is guiding you to.

The Isirah in the core finally speaks up. "That... was me? It seemed so cold... angry. Are... undead really like that?"

"not all but yes."

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Qilfobber shrugs and leads the way, keeping an eye out for hazards.

Taking 10 on Perception for 42 (+5 vs traps)

Rogar looks around too.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

"Generally they're cold but like my friend said not all.

"Bizzare... but I learned something!", Isirah chirps, seemingly pleased with learning something.

Qilfobber does not find any new traps, and with the party following the gnome, they reach the highlighted door, which opens at the group's arrival.

Numerous machines connected by a maze of floor-level pipes fill most of this room, in some places reaching all the way to the chamber's twenty-foot-high ceiling. To the west stands a gigantic cylinder filled with churning gases. A multitude of vents are in the room, but in the center is a large glass container of cloudy gas which reshapes into Isirah's face.

"I must thank you for your willingness to aid me in my freedom. Now, listen to my instructions, and do this..."

If you are still going to aid the shade in her request, then the party as a whole must make one of the following checks; each check can only be attempted once, so best to decide who will be doing what!

Craft: Alchemy, Kn: Arcana, Kn: Dungeoneering, Kn: Engineering, Kn: Nature, Kn: Planes, or Use Magic Device.

"I think I remember how to use some of the computers here... is someone wants my assistance."

AI Isirah can grant someone a +4 bonus to any of the Knowledge skills

Amarthecthel looks to his companions. He has no intentions of helping this evil thing. Now is the time for mayhem, but he wants to see if everyone else is ready.

So, what do you want me to do, gnome? Pelkin isn't quite sure if there is a actual plan in place.

Hmmm...let me look at these computer things

Rogar inspects the console.

know engineering: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (10) + 21 = 31