GM Cwethan's Sanos Abduction (Session II) (Inactive)

Game Master Cwethan

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”Enora” | Female LN Small Halfling Arcanist 4 | HP 27| AC 13, T 13, FF 11 (Mage armor: AC 17, T 13, FF 15) | CMD 12 | F +4 R +5 W +5; +2 vs. fear | Init +2 | Perc +1 | Speed 30ft |

Again, Enora walks forward and shoots acid at the undead!

Acid Splash Touch : 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

Naruhito's Katana carves through the hapless corpse, and it slumps into appropriate immobility.

After the deathly hooting stops there is a moment of calm. Then one of the boards reinforcing a window is pried open from inside, and the heavily wrinkled face of a purple-haired gnome woman pokes out of the window. Once she spots you, she worms her way headfirst out the window, despite a chorus of protests from inside the cottage. Eventually, the tiny old gnome wriggles through the gap, landing deftly on her rear end. She bounds to her feet and addresses the party in a rapid-fire voice:
"Finally! I was getting thirsty in there. Did you bring any wine? Bloody owlbears. You'd think they'd know better than to trifle with me! Is that my packhorse? I'll settle for grog, if you have it."

The dishevelled gnome climbs directly over the rotten corpse of an owlbear and starts rummaging through the packhorse's saddlebags. Meanwhile, a shocked group of young Pathfinders emerge from the cottage, surveying the carnage with horror.

"Been like this for a week, you know. Nothing but undead and southeastern winds. Wretched awful smell. And me without my astrolabe. You should hear these youngsters whinge and complain. One little undead horde and they go all to pot. By the Eldest, I'm thirsty. I'd drink a flask of ink at this point! Bloody zombos did drag off one of the youngsters, though. You should hear them complain: 'Oooh, we're all about to die! Oh my, what's-her-face was abducted by zombos! Oh, I don't want to be eaten.' And they call themselves Pathfinders!"

"Aha!" The gnome triumphantly holds up a bottle of dark red wine.

She whirls around, addressing the assembled group, "You youngsters, burn these carcasses. Bloody awful stink. You lot with the weapons, unpack this horse, build a nice fire, and pull some turnips from the garden. Then come have a drink and tell me how fat Sheila's gotten."

With that, the renowned researcher lgnizi Dinnelletter scuttles back into the cottage, uncorking her newly acquired wine along the way.

Scarab Sages

Human (Garundi) Shaman L5 | HP: 38/38 | AC:20 T:11 FF:20 | CMB:+2 CMD:13 | Saves F:4 R:3 W:11 | Init:+7 | Per:+16 | Spd: 20+10 | Reroll: 1/1 | channel energy 2/4 | stardust 6/6 | spirit magic: 3/3 | Condition: longstrider (1h)

Untir tries hard not to smile as the little gnome goes rambling on and on, until he hears of the abducted Pathfinder. "I am Untir Jonrot, and I apologise that we took so long to get here. We did not expect any trouble. It must have been a harrowing time. Who was it that was taken? And could they still be alive? Do you have any clues as to the cause of these undead attacks?"

diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26

Liberty's Edge

M Halfling (Fleet of Foot) | Swashbuckler (Mouser) 5/Halfling Opportunist 1 | HP: 46/46 | AC:26* T:17 FF:20* | CMB:+9 CMD:23* | F:+5 R:+12 W:+4, +2 vs fear | Init:+7 | Per:+11, SM: +4 | Panache 3/3; Charmed Life +3, 2/3; Mantle of the Black Rider (CHA+2) 1/1 | Speed 30' | +1 rapier +14 (1d4+7/+5 Precision/15-20) | darkwd longbow +12 (1d6/×3) | *Active: Barkskin

I think I'm in love!

Jamir - bruised and bleeding from multiple gaping wounds - immediately sets to work unpacking the horse.

"Of course, my Lady! But did you mention one of your team being abducted by these abominations?"

As he limps back to the horse for another load to bring into the hut, he pauses by Heilsteinn.

"Pardon me, my stony friend, is this healing wand something you might be able to assist me with?" The halfling hands him a slender wooden wand. "And if any other member of our band of brethren and sistern require healing as well, please feel free to use it to assist them as well."

Wand of CLW.

Scarab Sages

Male Oread Fighter (Unbreakable) 1 / Cleric 3 (Char Level 4.0) | HP 33/33 | Move 15 | AC 21 T 11 FF 19 , CMD 18 | F+8 R+4 W+6 | Init +2 DV 60ft Per +9 | channel 3/3, swift enlarge 5/5, restorative touch 5/5

Heilsteinn nods to Jamir, completely ignoring the rambling of the purple-haired gnome as best he can.

Before activating the wand he pauses and looks over his other companions and the newly emerged younger Pathfinders. Is anyone else injured and need healing?

He will then check with the newly emerged Pathfinders to find out what happened and see if they know what the gnome did to bring this upon them. While doing so, he will compare them to the list the VC gave them before leaving to determine who is missing.

If anyone else is injured Heilsteinn will channel energy to heal before starting to use charges from the wand. Also, not sure how injured Jamir is so not sure how much healing he would need - Jamir, you should probably roll your own CLW for expediency this time.

The Exchange

M Human Telekineticist6/ UCRog1| AC 19 T 15 FF 15 | HP 53/53 (0 NL) | F +8 R +9 W +3 | Init +4 | Perc +10

The Vudrani shakes his head, the silvery threads around him dissipating. He walks one last copper piece across the back of his hand before putting it back into his coin pouch. "Were there more undead than only these?"

Grand Lodge

Male N Human Samurai (Sword Saint) 6 | HP 52/52| AC 21 T 12 FF 19 | CMB +11, CMD 23 | F: +7, R: +5, W: +3 | Init: +4 | Perc: +5, SM: +4 | Speed 20ft | Active conditions: Sickened. | Challenge 2/2; resolve 3/3

"I am OK!" answers Naruhito to Heilsteinn.


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

"Oh yeah, tons of zombos. Something got all stirred up, that's for sure. If I wasn't playing mother hen to a bunch of hatchlings, I'd've gone after Delegoth myself already." One of the other pathfinders, a half-elf with a shaven head, cuts in, "Dijjit."
"What?"

"Her name was Dijjit, not Delegoth."

"Wait, are you Delegoth?" He shakes his head, eyes flashing as she continues, "Well then who in the Hells is Delegoth...?"

She seems to suddenly remember Untir's question, "Oh, she's probably alive. If a bunch of zombo's carry you off still wriggling, usually there's a necromancer or a vampire or someone who wants a prisoner, or at least an interesting sacrifice. Full Moon's still a week off, and we haven't seen any signs of big magics, so whatever they took her for probably hasn't happened. Unless she was just a snack. There's been rumors floating around that something's been collecting bodies to build up an undead army though, so my guess is ritual sacrifice."

"Okay, so here's the plan. I have to ride herd on these wet-nosed pups, so you'll stay for some turnips, and then you'll go rescue-" she snaps her fingers, and the grumpy half-elf fills in, "Dijjit." "-Dijjit. She might not make a big impression name-wise, but the girl's got a real way with fungus. I don't know any more than that the zombos took her off to the north, but I've got a friend, Riddywipple, who lives in a hollow log off that direction who might be able to tell you more. He knows the Sanos woods inside and out; you couldn't ask for a better guide, well not without being impolite at least."


”Enora” | Female LN Small Halfling Arcanist 4 | HP 27| AC 13, T 13, FF 11 (Mage armor: AC 17, T 13, FF 15) | CMD 12 | F +4 R +5 W +5; +2 vs. fear | Init +2 | Perc +1 | Speed 30ft |

Enora looks quite distressed.

”I think it is quite irresponsible that you treat these young Pathfinders as is they are a burden! You have to teach and protect them ... I have the feeling that you are doing neither!“ Enora says with a stern look at the Druid.

”Let us leave as soon as possible. Dijjit is hopefully alive!“

Scarab Sages

Male Oread Fighter (Unbreakable) 1 / Cleric 3 (Char Level 4.0) | HP 33/33 | Move 15 | AC 21 T 11 FF 19 , CMD 18 | F+8 R+4 W+6 | Init +2 DV 60ft Per +9 | channel 3/3, swift enlarge 5/5, restorative touch 5/5

Heilsteinn nods in agreement with Enora.


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

Ignizi looks startled by Enora's rebuke, muttering "Four out of five ain't bad..." but she shrugs, "If you want to go running off into the night after the zombos I won't stop you."

I'll give time for more questions, or disagreement with Enora's plan, but otherwise I'll push things forward tonight.


”Enora” | Female LN Small Halfling Arcanist 4 | HP 27| AC 13, T 13, FF 11 (Mage armor: AC 17, T 13, FF 15) | CMD 12 | F +4 R +5 W +5; +2 vs. fear | Init +2 | Perc +1 | Speed 30ft |

”So how can we contact Riddywipple??“


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

"You'll want to use my name; he's a bit shy with strangers. Now, to get to his log..." She gives detailed, Very detailed directions ...and then another left, but not quite so saucy as the two before that. Hop over the mossy stones instead of climbing so you don't wake the hedgehogs and there you go! You'll know you're close when you start seeing these." She draws a spirally-twisty symbol in the dirt with a toe. "Don't know quite what they are, but Riddy loves drawing them!"


”Enora” | Female LN Small Halfling Arcanist 4 | HP 27| AC 13, T 13, FF 11 (Mage armor: AC 17, T 13, FF 15) | CMD 12 | F +4 R +5 W +5; +2 vs. fear | Init +2 | Perc +1 | Speed 30ft |

Knowledge (all of them) to identify the sign : 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

Enora doesn't recognize the sign, though she can't help but note that it is very easy to make using only a finger or sharp claw. It must be some idiosyncrasy of Ignizi's friend.

Liberty's Edge

M Halfling (Fleet of Foot) | Swashbuckler (Mouser) 5/Halfling Opportunist 1 | HP: 46/46 | AC:26* T:17 FF:20* | CMB:+9 CMD:23* | F:+5 R:+12 W:+4, +2 vs fear | Init:+7 | Per:+11, SM: +4 | Panache 3/3; Charmed Life +3, 2/3; Mantle of the Black Rider (CHA+2) 1/1 | Speed 30' | +1 rapier +14 (1d4+7/+5 Precision/15-20) | darkwd longbow +12 (1d6/×3) | *Active: Barkskin

Thanks, Heilsteinn - I'm down by 18, so it will take at least 2, and probably 3, 4 charges.

Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Jamir is back to full. Will post with RP, etc. a little later. I'm good with what the group decides, but generally speaking, Jamir is not one to let darkness, bad weather, dangerous animals, or an incipient zombiepocalypse interfere with a heroic rescue. He will agree with Enora, and not just out of halfling solidarity.

The Exchange

M Human Telekineticist6/ UCRog1| AC 19 T 15 FF 15 | HP 53/53 (0 NL) | F +8 R +9 W +3 | Init +4 | Perc +10

"I have a bit of light from my wayfinder, for those of us not blessed with night eyes."


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

"Fine, fine. Well, just so you don't haunt me whe- if you die, I've got some gear that might help out in the woods." She hands over three potions of neutralize poison, two scrolls of detect undead, one potion of cure light wounds, and a small box of uncut alexandrite worth 500 gp.
I'd love to know where those end up, and who aside from Jivan will be all lit up >:)

Several hours of marching later you manage to locate Riddywipple's log, which is distinguised by those distinctive carvings adorning the trees for twenty yards in every direction.

You don't see anyone around, but you hear a squeaky voice about 30' up the nearby hillside.

"Oh no! Intruders! I hope they don't find me!"

Slide 3 - right now Campaign Info is borked, so I can't set what slide the link goes to :-/

Scarab Sages

Male Oread Fighter (Unbreakable) 1 / Cleric 3 (Char Level 4.0) | HP 33/33 | Move 15 | AC 21 T 11 FF 19 , CMD 18 | F+8 R+4 W+6 | Init +2 DV 60ft Per +9 | channel 3/3, swift enlarge 5/5, restorative touch 5/5

Heilsteinn opens his mouth to answer, recalls the circumstances which led them here and then closes his mouth again, looking to the others (especially Untir) to explain their rescue mission to the gnome's friend.

Scarab Sages

Human (Garundi) Shaman L5 | HP: 38/38 | AC:20 T:11 FF:20 | CMB:+2 CMD:13 | Saves F:4 R:3 W:11 | Init:+7 | Per:+16 | Spd: 20+10 | Reroll: 1/1 | channel energy 2/4 | stardust 6/6 | spirit magic: 3/3 | Condition: longstrider (1h)

"Wait, did anyone ask Ignizi WHAT Riddywipple is?" Untir whispers to the rest of the party. "Oh well, whatever he is..."

He then steps forward and calls out. "Is that Mr Riddywipple? My name is Untir Jonrot and these are my friends from the Pathfinder Society. The druid Ignizi advised us to turn to you for help. You see, a group of undeads just attacked her and a group of novice Pathfinders, kidnapping one. We hope she is still alive and need your help to find the source of the undeads."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17 Looks like I would need some aids.


”Enora” | Female LN Small Halfling Arcanist 4 | HP 27| AC 13, T 13, FF 11 (Mage armor: AC 17, T 13, FF 15) | CMD 12 | F +4 R +5 W +5; +2 vs. fear | Init +2 | Perc +1 | Speed 30ft |

"Your support would be greatly appreciated and we heard much about your Knowledge!"

Diplomacy aid (+4 due to halfling trait): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Grand Lodge

Male N Human Samurai (Sword Saint) 6 | HP 52/52| AC 21 T 12 FF 19 | CMB +11, CMD 23 | F: +7, R: +5, W: +3 | Init: +4 | Perc: +5, SM: +4 | Speed 20ft | Active conditions: Sickened. | Challenge 2/2; resolve 3/3

Yes yes can you please help us?!

diplomacy aid: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Liberty's Edge

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M Halfling (Fleet of Foot) | Swashbuckler (Mouser) 5/Halfling Opportunist 1 | HP: 46/46 | AC:26* T:17 FF:20* | CMB:+9 CMD:23* | F:+5 R:+12 W:+4, +2 vs fear | Init:+7 | Per:+11, SM: +4 | Panache 3/3; Charmed Life +3, 2/3; Mantle of the Black Rider (CHA+2) 1/1 | Speed 30' | +1 rapier +14 (1d4+7/+5 Precision/15-20) | darkwd longbow +12 (1d6/×3) | *Active: Barkskin

As they prepare to leave the cottage, Jamir stands next to his donkey, lays his pack on the ground, and begins rummaging through it. He pulls out a coil of silk rope, shakes his head, and jams it into the donkey's pack saddle.

From the donkey's load, he removes two sunrods, his bedroll, three days of trail rations, a torch, and his Guide to Flora and Fauna, then crams everything except one of the sunrods into his backpack.

Checked the encumbrance - still at light.

Jamir hands the donkey's lead to one of the druid's Pathfinder trainees. "Please listen carefully, my young friend. This is very important. This," he announces, pointing to the animal, "is not just any donkey. This is the Nag of Holding. She has been with me through frigid Irrisen, faced the gigantic beasts of the Realm of the Mammoth Lords, and survived the blazing desert of Osirion. There are few places on this world she would not go. But I will not force her to march at my side through a fey forest at night in the midst of an uprising of the dead."

He sighs dramatically. "And so, I place the Nag in your charge. Keep her fed, keep her watered, and keep her safe, young Pathfinder. Do not allow her to become fodder for whatever Hells-inspired undead army is being formed here."

Unselfconsciously, Jamir hugs the nag around the neck, and walks off without looking back. Perhaps he wipes away a tear. Just before the party heads into the forest, he strikes the sunrod against a tree to start it glowing.


"Hee-haw!"

Liberty's Edge

M Halfling (Fleet of Foot) | Swashbuckler (Mouser) 5/Halfling Opportunist 1 | HP: 46/46 | AC:26* T:17 FF:20* | CMB:+9 CMD:23* | F:+5 R:+12 W:+4, +2 vs fear | Init:+7 | Per:+11, SM: +4 | Panache 3/3; Charmed Life +3, 2/3; Mantle of the Black Rider (CHA+2) 1/1 | Speed 30' | +1 rapier +14 (1d4+7/+5 Precision/15-20) | darkwd longbow +12 (1d6/×3) | *Active: Barkskin

"Brave Riddywhipple! We are on a mission of desperate rescue! The great druid Ignizi bade us seek your aid, as only with your kind assistance would we stand even the slightest chance to save this young student of the forest lands from a fate worse than death!"

Diplomacy to Aid Untir: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

The Exchange

M Human Telekineticist6/ UCRog1| AC 19 T 15 FF 15 | HP 53/53 (0 NL) | F +8 R +9 W +3 | Init +4 | Perc +10

Not possessed of a glib tongue, Jivan remains silent, smiling to himself. A marvel! The aims of my faction are one with those of the Society as a whole, so my compatriots aid the Exchange by their efforts.


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

"Ohhhh. Oh! Then don't chase me! There's tons of pits! I thought you were baddies, and I don't fight so good."

A delicate copper-scaled dragon with butterfly wings, only about the size of a cat, appears on the embankment.

Strange partially translucent shapes, the same twisted spirals you've seen on the trees, appear, dotting along a rather rough looking trail. "To find the path that is, just follow the signs that aren't."

DC 18 Perception:
As you follow Riddywipple's signs that aren't, you notice plenty of spots where the ground isn't either.

In one of these concealed pits, you see a well-cleaned skeleton, with an odd set of multi-layered goggles still strapped to its skull.

"So what's this fate worse than death? I just thought the little gnomey orange one had been captured by deaths. Deaths? Deathsed? Deathseds?"

The Exchange

M Human Telekineticist6/ UCRog1| AC 19 T 15 FF 15 | HP 53/53 (0 NL) | F +8 R +9 W +3 | Init +4 | Perc +10

Perception check: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Jivan bows. "Thank you for your kindness and consideration. A fate worse than death, I would guess, would be to be slain body and soul, but I am no theologian."

Scarab Sages

Male Oread Fighter (Unbreakable) 1 / Cleric 3 (Char Level 4.0) | HP 33/33 | Move 15 | AC 21 T 11 FF 19 , CMD 18 | F+8 R+4 W+6 | Init +2 DV 60ft Per +9 | channel 3/3, swift enlarge 5/5, restorative touch 5/5

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Seeing the contents of the pit specified in the check, Heilsteinn breaks his silence.
Thank you for not dropping us in pit. Is pit contents all yours or is ok for us to get stuff out?

Knowledge religion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Several things worse than death. For missing orange-hair or other bad things like it, if they make you into undead your soul it ripped back from its journey and forced into your often rotting body. Is one reason why those who follow Lady of Graves so vehement about hatred of undead: zombies not just like walking stink-leather that tries to kill you, are violations of souls as well.

Grand Lodge

Male N Human Samurai (Sword Saint) 6 | HP 52/52| AC 21 T 12 FF 19 | CMB +11, CMD 23 | F: +7, R: +5, W: +3 | Init: +4 | Perc: +5, SM: +4 | Speed 20ft | Active conditions: Sickened. | Challenge 2/2; resolve 3/3

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"I do not see any pits! Heilsteinn where are those pits?"


”Enora” | Female LN Small Halfling Arcanist 4 | HP 27| AC 13, T 13, FF 11 (Mage armor: AC 17, T 13, FF 15) | CMD 12 | F +4 R +5 W +5; +2 vs. fear | Init +2 | Perc +1 | Speed 30ft |

"I have to admit that I am slightly confused. Hmmm... Heilsteinn has found something interesting. Why the googles?"

Status:

| HP 27/27 + Temp. HP 11/11 | Spells 1st 5/5, 2nd 2/3 | Arcane Reservoir 4/7 | CLW wand 10/10 | Mage armor wand 4/5 | Arcane Bond 1/1 | Active Conditions: false life, mage armor

Scarab Sages

Human (Garundi) Shaman L5 | HP: 38/38 | AC:20 T:11 FF:20 | CMB:+2 CMD:13 | Saves F:4 R:3 W:11 | Init:+7 | Per:+16 | Spd: 20+10 | Reroll: 1/1 | channel energy 2/4 | stardust 6/6 | spirit magic: 3/3 | Condition: longstrider (1h)

perception: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (4) + 16 = 20

"Hmm, looks like someone fell into the trap of our... acquaintance here. Look, can't you see the pits? Could someone search that?" Untir willingly helps to set up ropes, but he is not particularly strong nor agile to climb down to retrieve the goggles.

Assuming someone does

detect magic + spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Then, turning to the faerie dragon, Untir speaks, "Thank you Riddywhipple for showing yourself. And not leading us into... those. You have seen the gnome? Is she still alive? Please, bring us to her."

Liberty's Edge

M Halfling (Fleet of Foot) | Swashbuckler (Mouser) 5/Halfling Opportunist 1 | HP: 46/46 | AC:26* T:17 FF:20* | CMB:+9 CMD:23* | F:+5 R:+12 W:+4, +2 vs fear | Init:+7 | Per:+11, SM: +4 | Panache 3/3; Charmed Life +3, 2/3; Mantle of the Black Rider (CHA+2) 1/1 | Speed 30' | +1 rapier +14 (1d4+7/+5 Precision/15-20) | darkwd longbow +12 (1d6/×3) | *Active: Barkskin

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

“I see! Watch out for these pits, everyone!”

As long as someone else has a rope:

"I will fetch the goggles! It will take but a moment!" Jamir drops his pack and his buckler, shimmies down the rope, grabs the goggles off the skeleton, and looks around the pit for anything of interest not visible from above before climbing back out.

Climb, take 10: 10 + 6 = 16
Climb, take 10: 10 + 6 = 16

Perception, take 10: 10 + 8 = 18

Scarab Sages

Male Oread Fighter (Unbreakable) 1 / Cleric 3 (Char Level 4.0) | HP 33/33 | Move 15 | AC 21 T 11 FF 19 , CMD 18 | F+8 R+4 W+6 | Init +2 DV 60ft Per +9 | channel 3/3, swift enlarge 5/5, restorative touch 5/5

Heilsteinn looks back and forth between the Jamir and Jivan, his face puzzled.

I expected Jivan to just use his moving things magic to lift it out, but good job!


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

The intriguing looking headgear are goggles of minute seeing, which Untir determines while Riddywipple chatters on about Dijjit's fate.

"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."

Liberty's Edge

M Halfling (Fleet of Foot) | Swashbuckler (Mouser) 5/Halfling Opportunist 1 | HP: 46/46 | AC:26* T:17 FF:20* | CMB:+9 CMD:23* | F:+5 R:+12 W:+4, +2 vs fear | Init:+7 | Per:+11, SM: +4 | Panache 3/3; Charmed Life +3, 2/3; Mantle of the Black Rider (CHA+2) 1/1 | Speed 30' | +1 rapier +14 (1d4+7/+5 Precision/15-20) | darkwd longbow +12 (1d6/×3) | *Active: Barkskin

Jamir listens, rapt, to Riddywhipple's tale. When the fairie dragon is finished, the little swashbuckler's expression is grim.

"Yes, friend Riddywhipple, it will doubtlessly be an undeadly journey indeed! And yet, journey we must! Not merely to save the innocent life of Dijjit, as laudable a goal as that may be, but we must also prevent this Marigana from kidnapping napping nippers and undeadifying and terrifying the timberlands!"

Jamir leaps onto a nearby tree stump. "My friends, this is far afield from the task we were originally tasked with, but it is the task that has been laid before us! What greater purpose could we find, than to be given the opportunity to rescue a fellow Pathfinder and foil the plots of a poisonous occupant, in the company of a fine companion such as our new friend Riddywhipple? No, we shall not shirk our duty - our privilege! - to charge headlong into the breach! And we shall succeed in our new mission, or I am not - " Jamir draws his rapier and lunges forward on the stump, thrusting dramatically with the blade " - Jamir Montajay, of the Cassomir Montajays!"

I must remember to ask Enora for the meaning of the word "occupant," once we have resolved the present crisis!


12/15/18 - 10/11/13 Social Media Booster (CPR),

Riddwipple beams, but surreptitiously asks, "Is he Jamir Montajay, of the Cassomir Montajays? A tripled lie could still be a single truth, but with more math."

Go ahead and ask Riddy any questions you've got, but otherwise I'll push on tomorrow

Scarab Sages

Human (Garundi) Shaman L5 | HP: 38/38 | AC:20 T:11 FF:20 | CMB:+2 CMD:13 | Saves F:4 R:3 W:11 | Init:+7 | Per:+16 | Spd: 20+10 | Reroll: 1/1 | channel energy 2/4 | stardust 6/6 | spirit magic: 3/3 | Condition: longstrider (1h)

"Undead," Untir mutters, letting out a deep sigh. "Who, or what else was with this Marigana? And can you describe the area that she is now residing in?"

Scarab Sages

Male Oread Fighter (Unbreakable) 1 / Cleric 3 (Char Level 4.0) | HP 33/33 | Move 15 | AC 21 T 11 FF 19 , CMD 18 | F+8 R+4 W+6 | Init +2 DV 60ft Per +9 | channel 3/3, swift enlarge 5/5, restorative touch 5/5

Heilsteinn seems a bit overwhelmed by the combination of the tiny dragon's mix of literary devices so quickly followed by his halfling companion's verbal torrent. He can be heard mumbling to himself is alliteration if consonants are every other word?.

He visibly tries to shake it off and to focus again.
New friend dragon, know you what sort of creature this Marigana is or can you describe?


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"I don't know what Marigana is. As far as I know, only Un knows, but she always has many deathseds around her, so we know that lives are her coin, to spend, to give, and to buy."

In response to Untir, Riddywipple cocks his head and asks, "If his ears aren't for hearing, I hope his arms still work for harming. She's in the old cold coven cave near my pegasi friendlies!"

"They missed at liking her, so they might want to fix the miss they took when she first inhabited their habitat. Their neighs are on our ways, let's go!"

***

The trail Riddywipple leads you down is an old overgrown road that finally arrives at a muddy, reedy lake surrounded by underbrush and large stones. A good distance away you see a pegasus grazing in the meadow.

What do you do?

Liberty's Edge

M Halfling (Fleet of Foot) | Swashbuckler (Mouser) 5/Halfling Opportunist 1 | HP: 46/46 | AC:26* T:17 FF:20* | CMB:+9 CMD:23* | F:+5 R:+12 W:+4, +2 vs fear | Init:+7 | Per:+11, SM: +4 | Panache 3/3; Charmed Life +3, 2/3; Mantle of the Black Rider (CHA+2) 1/1 | Speed 30' | +1 rapier +14 (1d4+7/+5 Precision/15-20) | darkwd longbow +12 (1d6/×3) | *Active: Barkskin

Jamir stops dead in his tracks at the first sight of the magnificent winged horse.

"Ah, Riddywhipple, my fearsome flying new friend, perhaps you might, well, introduce us?"

The Exchange

M Human Telekineticist6/ UCRog1| AC 19 T 15 FF 15 | HP 53/53 (0 NL) | F +8 R +9 W +3 | Init +4 | Perc +10

Uncomfortable in the woods in the presence of peculiar fey, Jivan remains silent. The only outward sign of his nervousness is his reflexive digital manipulation of a couple of copper pieces; his skill at sleight of hand is considerable, though, so he doesn't usually miss a trick.

Grand Lodge

Male N Human Samurai (Sword Saint) 6 | HP 52/52| AC 21 T 12 FF 19 | CMB +11, CMD 23 | F: +7, R: +5, W: +3 | Init: +4 | Perc: +5, SM: +4 | Speed 20ft | Active conditions: Sickened. | Challenge 2/2; resolve 3/3

"What a wonderful sight! Will we go to him?"


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"Blackwing! Though we're going north, these are my new west friends. We're off to- Oh no....

The pegasus slowly raises his head as Riddywipple calls out to him, but when he does so, a large chunk of neck falls free. The great beast spreads his wings wide, the extension of muscles tearing at its unsupple flesh.

Blackwing?!!

A sudden splash draws some of your attention to the lake where you see an orange-haired gnome in a thin shift struggling in the water.

"HELP!"

Initiative:

Heilsteinn: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Enora : 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21
Jivan: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Untir: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Naruhito: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Jamir: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Dijjit: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Bad Guys: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Bold may go
Dijjit
Enora
Naruhito Please make a Will Save
Untir
Jivan
Jamir

Blackwing
Heilsteinn

Grand Lodge

Male N Human Samurai (Sword Saint) 6 | HP 52/52| AC 21 T 12 FF 19 | CMB +11, CMD 23 | F: +7, R: +5, W: +3 | Init: +4 | Perc: +5, SM: +4 | Speed 20ft | Active conditions: Sickened. | Challenge 2/2; resolve 3/3

will: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Scarab Sages

Human (Garundi) Shaman L5 | HP: 38/38 | AC:20 T:11 FF:20 | CMB:+2 CMD:13 | Saves F:4 R:3 W:11 | Init:+7 | Per:+16 | Spd: 20+10 | Reroll: 1/1 | channel energy 2/4 | stardust 6/6 | spirit magic: 3/3 | Condition: longstrider (1h)

dice(religion): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13 (I'm assuming it's an undead now.)

"Poor beast," Untir laments, that such a majestic creature has been turned. Calling forth his spirits, they manifest as an ethereal spear that flies unerringly at the undead.

spiritual weapon: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23 dmg: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
It's just within range, 150ft

He then moves towards the lake to see what he can do to help the gnome. "How did you get in there? Jivan, can you haul her out of there?"

The Exchange

M Human Telekineticist6/ UCRog1| AC 19 T 15 FF 15 | HP 53/53 (0 NL) | F +8 R +9 W +3 | Init +4 | Perc +10

"I will have to move closer to her."

Suiting action to words, the kineticist steps in the direction of the gnome, calling forth aether threads and a couple of copper pieces to attack anything that might threaten.


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The ghostly spear jabs at the undead pegasus, creating a new rivulet of foulness. Meanwhile Jivan, Naruhito, and Untir rush closer to the floundering gnome.

Bold may go
Dijjit
Enora
Naruhito
Untir
Jivan
Jamir
Blackwing
Heilsteinn


”Enora” | Female LN Small Halfling Arcanist 4 | HP 27| AC 13, T 13, FF 11 (Mage armor: AC 17, T 13, FF 15) | CMD 12 | F +4 R +5 W +5; +2 vs. fear | Init +2 | Perc +1 | Speed 30ft |

”Oh this is really horrible! Look what they did to this beautiful creature! We need to stop them!“ Enora shouts.

She takes her staff and releases its energies sending four magical missiles towards the undead Pegasus.

Magic Missile : 4d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 1, 3, 1) + 4 = 11

Liberty's Edge

M Halfling (Fleet of Foot) | Swashbuckler (Mouser) 5/Halfling Opportunist 1 | HP: 46/46 | AC:26* T:17 FF:20* | CMB:+9 CMD:23* | F:+5 R:+12 W:+4, +2 vs fear | Init:+7 | Per:+11, SM: +4 | Panache 3/3; Charmed Life +3, 2/3; Mantle of the Black Rider (CHA+2) 1/1 | Speed 30' | +1 rapier +14 (1d4+7/+5 Precision/15-20) | darkwd longbow +12 (1d6/×3) | *Active: Barkskin

Jamir tosses a worried look in the direction of the gnome in the lake, but then turns back to focus on the immediate threat.

"If you can assist the lady, we will face down this abomination!"

As Enora casts her spell, Jamir unlimbers his bow. As the last of the mage's darts blast into the once-majestic creature, the swashbuckler lets his arrow fly.

Longbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 101d6 ⇒ 6

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