GM Derek W's Dragon's Demand Playtest (Inactive)

Game Master Derek Weil

Knowledge (Planes): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Yasmin casts a quick spell while thinking hard about this raven [detect magic]

"I would love to sit down, but don't you have something more comfortable?"

"Life's blood? How much of it are you asking for?"

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Giovanni points to the chair.

There is definitely a magical aura emanating from that area.
It looks as if...oh!

spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

He ceases to speak as the Raven appears and begins speaking.

Giovanni straightens his sleeves as he eyes the Bird.

Well, greetings.
I am afraid that we may not be able to accommodate you as requested.

He bows formally to the Bird.

We have--though--only the best interest in mind for all involved here.
I would like to know who are you?

diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Once Giovanni has identified what the Raven represents, he begins to play his mandolin in a creepy theme.

The bird speaks again:

"Sorry my dear gnome, comfort is not very amusing to me. And to you, I shan't require overmuch. Only a few drops, really."

"I'm just a humble creature, sir, who takes enjoyment where he can. I find the subject of pain to be very... interesting. Would you care to oblige me?"

Giovanni Knowledge: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

Ypi may all read the spoiler as Giovanni recognizes this creature and shares the informaton with you via song.

Beware my friends there doth saidith the Raven.
Knocking knocking on my world's door.
Perched upon a dreary chair,
disguising its devilish character.

Giovanni sings along with his performance.

All receive insight bonuses in spoiler above

"What are you offering in exchange?" Nat figures there's no harm in hearing him out.

"Why, I'll help you find the treasure, of course? did I forget to mention this? You'll need to access scret doors, pass obstacles, and I can give you the information that you'll need."

Giovanni looks expectantly at the group.

He continues to play as he prepares a spell.

"Bah, I aint spilling my blood fer an Imp." rumbles Angus, "I'll find yer damn treasure without ye."

Did we see another way out, or is this a dead end... get it, dead... end... :D

"Isn't there something else we can give you that would persuade you to divulge the information?" says Yasmin while idly playing with one of the daggers she found earlier.

No other exits are obvious.

"So, you're so clever aren't you? Found me out have you? Well, you'll suffer anyway!"

Round 1:

Angus <<
Darian <<
Giovanni <<
Yasmin <<
Imp
Natlucien

<< means you are up!

As a free action, Giovanni continues his performance.

Everyone, please allow me to sooth this over!

As a standard, he attempts to fascinate the Imp.

DC Will 14

I understand that you feel like the whole world is against you,
but just listen to the soothing sounds of my voice and mandolin to be free!

While Giovanni attempts his distraction, Angus motions for Yasmin to slip him the silver knife she's been toying with.

Attack/other actions to come, pending Imps save

Yasmin gives Angus the silver knife.

Imp Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

The imp is completely abosorbed by Gio's performance!

It simply stnads where it is, quietly regarding him.

Giovanni ends his other performance, maintaining the fascinate.

So, what do we do with it? I can only keep him thus for a limited time.

He looks around the chamber.

Any clues as to where to go next?

Nat whispers to Angus, Darian and Yasmin, "Wolf, you carefully sidestep your way over to the right, try not to look like you're going to attack it. You do the same to the left, Darian. Cat, hit it with a color spray and we'll see what we can do with it."

let me know how many performance rounds this cost, Derek.

Darian moves to the creature's left, trying not to look threatening, keeping his weapons out of his hand and sheathed.

"Ok, you say the word I and will cast my spell."

Yasmin readies her color spray to cast when Nat says so.

Can you guys talk to it when it's fascinated? I'm not sure based on the description?

I would say no, it is fascinated by my performance and just stands there.

I'm sure we can talk to it, but it probably cannot reply.

Once the two fighters are in position, Nat will say to Yasmin, "Now!"

I think Nat has the highest wisdom, so it makes a certain amount of sense for her to have tactical sense. If I'm being too bossy let me know!

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Hmm, actually didn't notice Angus didn't post yet. Nat would do the above after he moved into position.

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Angus quickly conceals the silver dagger, and works his way around the imp, feigning interest in the various torture devices. Once he is set and everyone ready, he attacks.

Attack when ready: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 231d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Darian whips out his rapier and attacks from the other side!
Attack when ready: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 + 2 = 15 Second +2 is from flank
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Giovanni ends is performance as the others attack.

He draws his rapier and moves across from an ally.

Is it reasonable to say that both Angus and Darian ready an action to attack as soon as Yasmin's spell goes off? Would they have gotten the (very briefly described) suggested tactics from Nat to do that?

Yasmin whispers to Nat "With Angus and Darian positioned on each side of the imp it is impossible for me to avoid both with my color spray, I need more room."

Can't you move forward to zap it? Avoid them with the sides of the cone?

I'll let them treat their attacks as readied actions. Maybe even say they're both 5' away, so they 5' step then attack, if that helps Yasmin. Just give me the word when you cast your spell!

If they are 5ft away it is fine, I do not want to "game" the system by being overly strategic, I do not like to treat pathfinder as a strategic board game, although I do like those too

Yasmin casts her color spray at the imp, using her arcane point to boost the DC to 19.

Nice. Arcanists are fun!

Nice Yasmin!

Yeah, my first spell and they already like me! Now wait for it's will save...

Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

The imp falls to the ground, unconscious, blinded and stunned!

Angus' dagger leaves a nasty gash, but Darian's sword doesn't even leave a mark.

I'm not even rolling for duration. either coup-de-grace or restrain the bugger.

Giovanni replaces his rapier and pulls a length of rope from his pack.

He looks to the others as he approaches.

Angus waves away the bard, If'n this thing be what ye say it be, banishment back ta hell be the only recourse. I dunna fancy leavin one'a him behind us as we venture onward. he says, ramming the dagger into the Imps brain, repeatedly if necessary.

"Tear his throat out, Wolf," says Nat, uncaring about the fate of this creature who would have been a predator, but turned out to be prey, instead.

Giovanni replaces the rope in his pack.

He then bows to Angus as he mutters a few arcane words.

I am always a fan of your work Sir.
Please, allow me to tidy you up a bit.
Messy artistry!

He begins waving his hand over Angus. The blood, dirt,
drool, veal, ale, snot, soot, bugs, lice, string, fungi,
lettuce, crumbs, paint, chalk, candle wax, sand, ash, corn,
and hay begin to disappear!

Angus mutters something about "saving that" as many of the crumbs disappear from his beard, but he doesn't resist the spell or stop Giovanni in his work.

So, is there another way out of this place? I think we are ready toprogress.

Nat searches the room carefully. Taking 20 on perception if I can for 27, or rolling if not:
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

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Nat looks carefully around the room. She examines the plaque on the wall. It's pretty unwieldy, being about 2.5 feet in diameter and weighing 50 lbs.

She also finds the release for a secret door, which she opens revealing another hallway.

After following the passage for a while, the group encounters an obstacle.

The floor drops away here as the corridor turns east, though a seven-inch-wide ledge continues along the south wall. The walls are very smooth, offering few handholds. The remainder of the passageway is filled with a five-foot-deep trough filled with foul-smelling, thick green sludge.

Giovanni wrinkles his nose at the sight of the sludge.
He reaches into his pocket, but frowns as he comes up empty.

He than snaps his fingers, murmuring a quick cantrip.
He then places his hand close to his face.

A sweet orange fragrance begins to appear from Giovanni.

So, who has a ladder?

"Not me, Rooster, but I have a long stick." Nat begins to poke into the green sludge with her longspear, trying to find out how deep it is.

Nat's spear handle begins to give off somke after a short time. She pulls it out of the sludge, and the wood is just slightly charred. She gets the feeling that the sludge may be acidic, but that it is not very powerful.

"I don't think stepping in this stuff would kill us ... right away, anyway, but it surely wouldn't be pleasant. Let us use this ledge to avoid it."

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"Sure Nat, I did not know I looked like a trained monkey to you, but we can try"

Yasmin tries to cross the ledge

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16