I wish our approach to this had only one flaw! Little does he know...
"Yeah," Lukas says reluctantly, "I was kind of hoping you wouldn't spot that so quickly. But who's to say? Could be you try to get past me and I put you in your place." He glances over his shoulder, wondering what Jeb is doing flailing around right behind him, then says to Kanjougas, "I think you want to know if you can take me, so you won't just waltz by. Think you can hit me, old fella?"
The weak spray of flames washes over the mummy, but he appears unsinged as his body shimmers in the light. "You need stronger magic to harm me, elf."
As Lukas maintains his defensive stance, the very wise monk of Irori ponders upon this. "Yes, but you will still be here guarding as your friends are slaughtered, so why not deal with the ones who can actually harm me first?" he asks to Lukas.
Initiative:
1st: Jebidiah; Lukas; Tessa
2nd: Kanjougas @ 46
3rd: Cobb
Status
Jeb @ 21/31 HP
Celes-Dead
Sarasha-Dead
Cobb gives Lukas a glance, waiting to see what his ally's response might be, but looks to Sarasha and Celes's fallen bodies with concern.
"Ain't nobody stopping this dragon if we all die."
Starting to believe the Iroran mummy invincible, he sighs and fires off another pair of arrows, expecting to see both plucked from flight followed by a revised statement that three arrows will be needed "right here".
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The mummy deftly snatches the first arrow out of the air as the other clatters off of the hard exterior of the mummified monk. "A little more precise and you would have harmed me, archer."
The mummified monk half-jumps forward, just to Lukas' side, and turns the movement into a flurry of kicks aimed at Jebidiah.
As the first one strikes the side of Jeb's head, he is knocked unconscious and Lukas becomes the target of the remainder of the mummy's attacks with one actually breaking the man's guard.
Initiative:
1st: Jebidiah; Lukas; Tessa
2nd: Kanjougas @ 46
3rd: Cobb
Status
Jeb-Prone/Bleeding Out/Unconscious @ -2/31 HP
Celes-Dead
Sarasha-Dead
Lukas @ 18/41 HP
Pending
Jeb-Stabilization Check
Cobb nearly spits in disappointment as his arrows mean little and doesn't even continue his draw of the next arrow.
"So, mummy. You got a name? And any interest in slaying a dragon doin' all sorts of evil? Cuz I'm thinkin' you'd pass a recruitment drive comin' up in town with flying colors."
Cobb smiles, half serious, half trying to make lemonade out of bitter lemons as he focuses on the greater of the tasks at hand.
"Just sayin'. We're down two and if you let me, I can save ol' Jeb's life before he bleeds out next... "
"As stated, my name is Kanjougas. I was the abbot here when the yangthe attacked and killed all of my brethren. I sealed it, but could not kill it, so I took up the mantle of unlife as penance for my failures." the mummified monk whispers. "My only purpose is testing those who come to see if they have the strength to close the Dark Window. If necessary, these three fallen comrades of yours will become part of my endeavors as will the rest of you as you seem to lack the necessary fear to flee from those that are much stronger than you."
Stabilize
Lukas grits his teeth in frustration and steps away from Kanjougas, moving back towards Tessa and Cobb. "What in the hells is the Dark Window? If you need someone's help in closing it, why would you attack them first? None of what you're saying makes any sense!"
Cobb considers whether or not Desna has forsaken him this afternoon, and suspects it has to do something with firing his arrows at something that's truly not evil.
"Well, Kanjo. Not sure what this Dark Window is, but we were arming for a fight with a dragon, not an Iroran. You're a lot harder to hit with an arrow than a big dragon, if you catch my drift."
Cobb nods as Lukas pulls back from the room, his eyes lingering on the fallen forms of his allies.
"Ain't fear leading us out of here. It's common sense. We gotta pull back, reassess and figure out how to stop a dragon from leveling a whole town."
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Lukas ducks under another spinning jump kick and dives into the tunnel as Cobbs fires off two arrows at the mummy before taking a step back and falling down into the once-secret tunnel.
Tessa throws a Snowball at the mummy, but sees that her allies have fled and doesn't stick around to see what happens to the Iroran due to her jumping down the tunnel as well.
The remainder of the group quickly flees from the monastery back to town, not running into any enemies as they process what has happened.
This would grant you:
Type: The creature's type changes to undead (augmented). It retains any other subtypes as well, except for alignment subtypes and subtypes that indicate kind. Do not recalculate class HD, BAB, saves, or skill points.
Senses: A mummified creature gains darkvision 60 feet.
Armor Class: Natural armor improves by +4.
Hit Dice: Change all racial Hit Dice to d8s. Class Hit Dice are unaffected. As an undead, a mummified creature uses its Charisma modifier to determine bonus hit points (instead of Constitution).
Defensive Abilities: A mummified creature gains DR 5/— and the defensive abilities granted by the undead type.
Weaknesses: The mummification process leaves a mummified creature vulnerable to a single energy type. Choose or determine randomly from the following list.
d10 Energy
1 Electricity
2–3 Acid
4–7 Fire
8–9 Cold
10 Sonic
As a fail-safe in case of rebellion, a mummified creature is subtly marked during the ritual process with a hieroglyph someplace inconspicuous on its body or wrappings that identifies the particular energy type to which it is vulnerable. A successful DC 20 Perception check is needed to find the mark, but a successful DC 25 Linguistics check is still required to decipher the hieroglyph's meaning.
Speed: Decrease all speeds by 10 feet (to a minimum of 5 feet). If the base creature has a flight speed, its maneuverability changes to clumsy.
Attacks: The mummification process hardens the mummified creature's bones to a stone-like density, granting the mummified creature a powerful slam attack if the base creature has no other natural attacks. This slam attack deals damage based on the mummified creature's size, treating the creature as if it were one size category larger.
If you don't want to be a mummified version of yourself for the remainder of the module, then you can draw up a new character at level 6.
More than likely going to draw up a new PC. As cool as it would be to go the other route, Celes is just to stubborn and bull headed to do it. Lol
Wealth = by level?
HP: paizo full than 1/2+1?
Class restrictions or sane as character creation?
Sarasha will take the offer.
Acid. I can live with that.
Busy tomorrow with family activities, but I'll update Sarasha in the next few days. Any idea when she will rejoin the party?
If you have any other problems or concerns with the update, let me know.
Updated with Undead template and 1 level of UMonk. Please let me know if I got anything wrong -- she's getting pretty complicated to compute everything. :-)
Since I'm undead now, I won't have easy access to any healing from party members. Is there any chance I can trade in my +1 rapier for an item that can do Cause X Wounds or similar?
As for your build, it looks fine from here.
You see a elf walk into the tavern. She is dressed in blue and green cloak, a soft lined hood. She has a tiny scorpion, hunched on her shoulder, which clicks and clacks on occasion.
She looks around, trying to get a gauge of the mood, as her journey was not the easiest.
She walks up to the bar, and orders a glass of fine wine if they any any, otherwise she will take a standard ale.
Hmm, I wonder where I am supposed to meet my new allies? I wonder if the rumors are true, if there really is an ancient dragon wanting to raze this little village to the ground?!
Alongside the elven lady a tall broad shouldered man, with short brown hair and a piercing gaze steps into the room. He wears a heavy suit of armor bearing the crest of Iomedae.
Reflexively everyone turns their eyes to him and the room falls silent for just a moment.
The barmaid breaks the silence and calls out to the stranger:
Hey their handsome! The first drink is on the house!
The man throws her a smile and with a flairful gesture proclaims.
Not today...not until I have slain the foe threatening this peaceful town! Tell me is it true? Has Aeteperax returned to threaten the land once more?
A hooded figure in the corner reveals her face. An attractive woman with blue-black hair and light grey skin.
The rumors are true. The dragon lives and means great harm to this community. I have been to its lair...
A collective gasp erupts from the patrons as her visage blurs briefly, before settling into the withered, bandage-clad shape of a female mummy.
...where I fell in battle, along with two of my cherished comrades, and was called away from the afterlife to return with greater power to avenge them.
Make no mistake, champions. This is a mighty foe, protected by mighty minions. The threat of death is very real.
But heed my words. All will perish if the dragon is not tracked to ground and destroyed. To sit and wait is to wait for your death.
Lukas' eyes widen in disbelief as Sarasha announces herself, but discipline makes him bite his tongue. I saw her fall! She was dead, and we could not save her! But she is somehow here...
He gives her the most welcoming smile he can muster given the circumstances, saying in an uncertain tone, "It is good to see you on your feet again, Sarasha..." Turning to Alrik, he adds, "It is as she says, we've been to the dragon's lair, and defeated some of its minions - though not without cost. We wish to return and finish the job, and any help you can offer would be welcome."
Lukas then looks long and hard at Cobb and Tessa, as if to reassure himself that they're who they've always been, and not some undead version of their former selves. He considers ordering a stiff drink, but again calls on his inner discipline, taking a calming breath and seeing if anyone else steps forward to help fight the dragon.
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Tessa hides her surprise by Sarasha's new appearance and is more intrigued. Are you under your own control or under the monk's control?
Tessa's icy blue eyes pierce into each of the group as she sits a comfortable distance away. An icy aura fills the air around her and chills to the bone. She orders a warm mug of hot chocolate. Though it matters little. As she grasps the cup it freezes the contents into the form of a slush.
Sarasha nods to Lukas and regards Tessa.
"I am the same Sarasha who foolishly tried to bluff a naga, and paid the price. The same one who taunted an untouchable mummy, and paid the ultimate price. Perhaps you would be better off if my actions were controlled by a wiser entity than I, but until the dragon is dead and I take my final sleep, I am the same Sarasha and under no compulsion save my own foolish bravado."
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Cobb chews on the sudden discovery that Sarasha walks Golarion again for a moment, any expression hidden behind his majestic mustache.
Sighing, he turns his piercing eyes to scan the Iomedean and elf among them.
"So, you two are ready to get roped into this? You hear what Asha here said? We lost half the crew, and that weren't even facing the dragon proper."
Alrik looks startled at the man with the hat.
How couldn't I be. I rode 200 miles and evaded shady kobolds to get here. And I got here... to slay a dragon!
The man shouts and raises a triumphant fist.
Katja, look to the gruff man as he poses his question. She listens to her familiar click and clack.
I am as ready as I shall be. My home, would likely be its next target should it be allowed to disperse its evil intentions upon this land. I am the only one that was available to be sent by my area in hopes to face this danger. I am here to bolster us all, as I have focused on transmuting, and altering what our limits can or could be.
The Baroness walks in as you finally meet some newcomers with some fighting power. "After the devastation at the monastery, are you going to head back to wipe out the dragon's reinforcements or are you going to head straight to its lair?" she asks, referencing the news that Sarasha knows of the lair.
"It is sad that Celes and Jebidiah fell to both this Iroran mummy and then to the dragon, but I am confident, maybe foolishly so, that you can take on the beast."
Well the first lesson on Dragon slaying I learned was that to slay a Dragon one must find it's lair. Once there one must slay the Dragon. Happy to meet you my Lady...My name is Alric I rode here from Yanmass to root out this dragon and cut off it's head for you!
Sarasha settles into a quiet, almost trancelike, stance as she waits for the party to come together. She knows her destiny and will continue on alone if need be, but the chances of success grow with each additional hero.
She's always been somewhat quiet and moody, but this takes it to an entirely new level.
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We have wasted enough time having to come back. Tessa grimaces. Maybe we should head straight to its lair? We have found very little in the monastery.
She reiterates. By now it knows we attacked its stronghold and may very well head here any minute. We cut off the head of the beast and its forces will scatter.
Lukas studies the being that looks so much like Sarasha for a long moment, and a faint smile crosses his face. "You're in there, aren't you?" he says, his tone both contented and curious. He nods a couple of times thoughtfully, then turns to Tessa.
"I think you're right," he weighs in, "we take the fight to the damned dragon and get this over with. I think if we take it down, we won't have to worry about any of its minions, they'll know we killed a dragon. And if we don't take it down...well, we won't have to worry about its minions that way either, will we?"
Lifting his chin bravely, he tells the baroness, "We'll take care of the dragon, and the rest will take care of itself."
Aeteperax chose a large cavern in Dragonfen near the peak of a low hill north of the Monastery as his lair. From above ground, dense undergrowth and steep slopes make approaching the cave difficult for landbound creatures (Climb DC 20 to make it up the last 300 feet)--much less finding the entrance. You easily notice numerous overgrown entrances that open in the roof of the cavern.
As you enter the cave system, you see that cavernous tunnel leads 750 feet back to a fork in the road. During daytime, sunlight reflects in from the east. The ceiling height here is 20 feet.
Katja, looks on to the Baroness as she speaks. She knows better than to speak to someone who has given her some funds to help defeat a dragon.
I am ready to go to the dragon's lair, but I am unsure if we should leave it's minions to interfere with our ultimate goal. Just one question though, what color is this dragon so I may properly prepare for my potential doom?
Seeing the cliff, she sighs. She pulls out a scroll, and with a quick flourish of hands and tongue, she begins to float in the air.
She softly floats up to the top of the cliff, bow in hand just in case.
"Aeteperax was a great wyrm black dragon who resided in the Dragonfen of central Taldor, but he was killed by Lady Tula. This new dragon is an unknown color. Perhaps it is black and is the offspring of the ancient creature." adds the Baroness at Katja's question.
Sarasha activates her slippers of spider climbing and walks slowly up the difficult slope.
How much rope do we have? I can climb easily to the top, trailing a rope behind me, then attach it firmly at the top.
Cobb rubs his chin and considers the reported 300ft ascent.
"300 feet... that's a long fall if we're not prepared. I know wizard's often have some sort of spell to catch 'em when they fall. I suppose the good news is the dragon ain't likely to have a lot of minions in their lair at this rate. We sure we didn't miss a hidden passage the kobolds take to leave their tribute?"