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The door looks very solid, it's made of pure metal, and given the place's interior so far, probably very sturdy.

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How do we get through these? she asks.

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Awww, let's check the other doors, maybe we'll find one we can open. And if Something Inside wants to attack us, the door will be opened, so there will be no problem.
Brallenera gets to the next door

GM Chyro |

Gru'Gar takes out a set of tools, and tries prying into the very thin space. It doesn't yield result, however.

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Use your hips a bit more, \Gru! That might help she states

GM Chyro |

Thanks, now i've got the image of Gru'Gar switching his hips from left to right while picking a lock, to a silly music.
XD

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lol

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she just wants to see the half orc flex his tush, lol

GM Chyro |

Despite his best efforts, Gru'Gar is unsuccessul in his attempt to disable the lock on the door.
This leaves the pathfinders but one door...

GM Chyro |

Gru'Gar cautiously examines the door, and sees nothing that suggests it is rigged. There is just the thin slot for a card, with a fine grey line.

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What kind of demon is it? the bard asks.

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Well that is a helpful description
on my phone so I cant type too much, lol

GM Chyro |

The description of Big Bad Exceptional Gloater quickly put by Brallenera, Gru'Gar opens the door, after someone from the original three had picked up the keycard Ting had dropped earlier.
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The air of this large room is warm and stuffy, and buzzes with energy. Countless blinking lights, wriggling shapes, and unusual strings of writing scroll and wriggle across glass panels mounted on the walls, amid a dizzying array of buttons, switches, dials, wheels, levers, and other controls, the function of which one can only guess. Six immense pillars lined with glowing panels support the ceiling eleven feet above, and a circular platform to the east sits under a slowly rotating, semitransparent image of a curious contraption with long arms, one of which ends in what appears to be an immense, slowly spinning disk.
Beyond this, two windows look out over a metal platform, which in turn looks out over an immense damp cavern lit by brilliant beams of light emanating from unseen sources below and above. Rubble clutters the room’s floor here and there, as if pieces of furniture were once affixed to the ground but had long since been torn free, while to the northeast, the room’s walls have buckled downward into a crumbled mass of devastation.

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Know planes 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23 to see if she knows what the demon is.

GM Chyro |

Without having seen the demon, Big & Ugly is a pretty vague description, to Phoebee's knowledge of the planes.

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Awww, don't worry, the demon will show is ugly face sooner or later, on a screen. He likes to say-from the safety of his hideout, of course, because he's just a coward- that he will kill, torture and maim us. Everyone got's to dream, I guess, even a demon.
Yes, the blonde barbarian is taunting their foe.

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this place is pretty neat she says.

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Knowledge (Planes), guidance, HAVING seen the demon-if-that's-really-what-it-is: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Heat and energy notwithstanding, Nemesis realizes she is not in her element here. She suddenly feels a little...medieval.

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perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26
Mylvwara is studying the place and taking notes. Any relevant knowledge checks? She knows a lot of stuff.

GM Chyro |

I've added a light radius centered on Mylvwara.
The PDF doesn't mention anything noteworthy about the room, in relation to knowledge checks.
Also, bring out your [A] here, things are about to get hot.
As the team has entered the room, and amazes themselves with the amount of wonders undocumented yet, the screens throughout the room light up, Brallenera hoping from her taunt (of course), but it does not seem to be so.
Hellion's visage shows up, now giving Gru'Gar and Phoebee a face to the menace.
"HAHAHA! You have wandered into my trap, COME, MY FAITHFUL, SLAY THESE HERETIC INTRUDERS!"
The voice of Hellion comes from monitors all around, alerting whoever-whatever, is able bodied to obey their lord's command.
From behind pillars and half torn obstacles, step half a dozen orcs, and a small figure in tattered rags.
Brallenera had a particular unpleasant experience with its kind....
The figure in rags is a dark slayer. A usually cavern dwelling creature.
A question of info for every +5 of beating the check.
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Brallenera: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
Gru'Gar: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Mylvwara: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Nemesis: 1d20 ⇒ 5
Phoebee: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Orcs B, C, G: 1d20 ⇒ 11
Orcs O, P, R: 1d20 ⇒ 13
DS leftenant: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
The Control Room, round 1
Gru'Gar
Mylvwara & Phoebee
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DS
Orc team Bravo (O, P, R)
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Brallenera
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Orc team Alpha (B, C, G)
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Nemesis

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Mylvwara carves arcane sigils through the air and a radiant leopard appears and promptly pounces on the dark creeper, smiting evil as it goes.
With each graceful step, this leopard's steely muscles ripple beneath its spotted fur.
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Leopard (cat) CR 2
XP 600
Male celestial leopard (Pathfinder RPG Bestiary, 40)
N Medium animal
Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision, scent; Perception +5
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Defense
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AC 15, touch 14, flat-footed 11 (+4 Dex, +1 natural)
hp 25 (3d8+12)
Fort +7, Ref +7, Will +2
Resist acid 5, cold 5, electricity 5; SR 7
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft., climb 20 ft.
Melee bite +7 (1d6+5 plus grab), 2 claws +7 (1d3+5)
Special Attacks pounce, rake (2 claws +7, 1d3+5), smite evil
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Statistics
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Str 20, Dex 19, Con 19, Int 2, Wis 13, Cha 6
Base Atk +2; CMB +7 (+11 grapple); CMD 21 (25 vs. trip)
Feats Skill Focus (Stealth), Weapon Finesse
Skills Acrobatics +8, Climb +13, Perception +5, Stealth +11 (+15 in undergrowth); Racial Modifiers +4 Stealth in undergrowth
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Ecology
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Environment any forest
Organization solitary or pair
Treasure none
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Special Abilities
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Climb (20 feet) You have a Climb speed.
Darkvision (60 feet) You can see in the dark (black and white only).
Energy Resistance, Acid (5) You have the specified Energy Resistance against Acid attacks.
Energy Resistance, Cold (5) You have the specified Energy Resistance against Cold attacks.
Energy Resistance, Electricity (5) You have the specified Energy Resistance against Electricity attacks.
Grab: Bite (Medium) (Ex) You can start a grapple as a free action if you hit with the designated weapon.
Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in dim light, distinguishing color and detail.
Pounce (Ex) You can make a full attack as part of a charge.
Scent (Ex) Detect opponents within 15+ ft. by sense of smell.
Smite Evil (1/day) (Su) +0 to hit, +3 to damage when used.
Spell Resistance (7) You have Spell Resistance.
bite: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
damage: 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
grapple if the bite hits: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14
claw: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
damage: 1d3 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
claw: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
damage: 1d3 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
claw: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
damage: 1d3 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
claw: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
damage: 1d3 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

GM Chyro |

Mylvwara recalls hearing these creatures have a canny use of magics at their disposal.
Gru'Gar met a dwarven tunneler recently, who described the creatures' eyes being sensitive to bright light. More surprising, if it perishes, it implodes in a loud vibrating pulse, cutting off the hearing from those close to it.
So happens, that is exactly what happens, after the summoned leopard brutally murders the dark slayer with its claws.
Fort leopard: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
Sonic dmg on fail: 1d8 ⇒ 5
Rounds deafened: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5
The leopard proves surprisingly resilient today, suffering no ill effects.
Gru'Gar & Phoebee

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know local 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30
know planes 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

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The half orc begins an inspiring song
Three, four...
Smelly orc, Smelly orc,
What are they feeding you?
Smelly orc, Smelly orc,
It's not your fault
They won't take you to the vet
You're obviously not their favorite pet
Smelly orc, Smelly orc,
It's not your fault
You may not be a bed of roses
You're not friend to those with noses
I promise you before we're done
All the world will smell as one
Smelly orc, Smelly orc
What are they feeding you?
Smelly orc, Smelly orc
It's not your fault
An affected ally receives a +2 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +2 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls.

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Well since I can't see where my tokens is I will just: Gru'Gar moves forward and takes a swing at an Orc.
Attack Greatax: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

GM Chyro |

^^, your token's on there.
If you're looking right at the map, scroll to the left, it'll all make perfect sense. ^^
Phoebee starts a taunting song about orcs.
Hopefully Gru'Gar's feelings aren't hurt. ;)
Meanwhile, Gru'Gar approaches the nearest orc, 1d2 ⇒ 2 Purple. swinging his great-axe at the orc.
*swish*, but the orc avoids getting hit.
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Orc team Bravo,
Red moves closer towards Gru'Gar, and swings his falchion.
Falchion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 Slash: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 2) + 4 = 9
Purple steps to Gru'Gar's flank, likewise swinging his weapon.
Falchion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21 Slash: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (1, 3) + 4 = 8
Orange charges towards Gru'Gar, fanatically following his lord's order.
Falchion, charge: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 5 + 2 = 20 Slash: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10
-2 AC until next round.
Red crit?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 Slash: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 1) + 4 = 9
Between red and purple, Gru'Gar is hurt pretty badly.
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Brallenera
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Orc team Alpha (B, C, G)
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Nemesis

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Remember the +2

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:(

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Attack, Silly song against Orcs, Hatred: 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 10 + 2 + 1 = 30
Dmg: 1d10 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9
Brallenera enters the fray, grinning, happy to cuts some orcs, biting her tongue to not say anything about family feuds to the half orcs.
I might be really clumsy today, can't move muy token, would fight alongside GruGar

GM Chyro |

That'll be the square south of him.
Brallenera heads towards the orc, bringing down her axe upon him.
He's breathing heavily after the injury, and while it looked like he may fall, he stomps his foot on the ground, his eyes looking more fierce.
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Orc team Alpha,
The orcs from the western side of the room advance upon Nemesis, circling around the pillars.
Falchion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14 Slash: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 1) + 4 = 7
Falchion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18 Slash: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 4) + 4 = 10
Falchion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17 Slash: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 2) + 4 = 10
Their attacks are ferocious, but Nemesis avoids getting hit every time, frustrating the orcs.
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Nemesis

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I think I am the odd orange token.
Gru'Gar makes his way around to the back of one of the orc's
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20 VS. Orc CMD.
He then takes a swing at the orc he is flanking
Greatax Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 25
Dice+Base+song+trait+Flanking
Damage: 1d12 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 1 = 15
Dice+base+trait

GM Chyro |

You may also want to roll acro checks vs the other 2 orcs' CMD as well.
Of note, i saw i didn't mention the 3rd orc, in the description of those three hitting you, but the 3rd orc also hit.

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Here you go. missed the third hit, that might have changed my plans but oh well now.
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
"Here kitty, kitty, yummy Orcs to eat.... I mean those orcs not me."

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Incidentally, Mylvwara is currently fatigued and would be thrilled if Phoebee or Nemesis could trigger the wand of lesser restoration strapped to her thigh.

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Keeping up her inspiration, the bard attacks the orc in front of her
1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 2 = 17
1d10 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 2 = 10

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Incidentally, Mylvwara is currently fatigued and would be thrilled if Phoebee or Nemesis could trigger the wand of lesser restoration strapped to her thigh.
Ok, next turn?