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Thorgan eyes the ceiling, the walls, the floor each with suspicion as Nikoali reports feeling a presence.
"Ah 'aven't felt any presence yet... where're they at??"
Knowing full well that most presences in such a locale would be hostile and want to melt dwarf-brains for breakfast, Thorgan unstraps his axe, and begins to take shallow steps about the room as he eyes every corner and shadow waiting for Nikolai to point out something about to leap out at the group from some strange otherworldly plane or portal.
Shadow Touched: Something from the Shadow Plane or beyond offered you power, and you accepted. You gain the shadowbound corruption, the eerie perception manifestation, and a manifestation level of 1. At the beginning of each adventure—or any time you purposefully destroy an object of beauty, light, or joy—you can choose to increase your manifestation level by 1 (maximum 3, plus 1 for every two levels you gain beyond 14th), gaining a new manifestation in the process.
You must have a copy of Pathfinder RPG Horror Adventures to use this boon. If you do not possess a copy, you instead gain darkvision to a range of 60 feet (or increase your existing darkvision range by 30 feet) and gain light sensitivity. This also causes your eyes to fade to a dull gray, and over time your hair and skin gradually lose their color.
As Nikolai is recovering from his spasm and before he has time to explain himself more, it seems that something has triggered the owbs to lose their patience in conversation. From inside their containers, the mutant conjoined owbs begin casting spells and suddenly they shift out of existence for a split second before reappearing out of their containment and next to the party....
+2 mountains/hills/jungle, +6 urban
(always in surprise)
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Chun Hei casts blessing of fervor and moves deeper into the room.
Every round, choose one:
- Increase its speed by 30 feet.
- Stand up as a swift action without provoking an attack of opportunity.
Make one extra attack as part of a full attack action, using its highest base attack bonus.
- Gain a +2 bonus on attack rolls and a +2 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves.
- Cast a single spell of 2nd level or lower as if it were an enlarged, extended, silent, or still spell.
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"Oh... errr... duck, friends! They gone mad!"
Communal Resist (fire, electricity, acid, cold) [Not Timber or Kahl’]
Life Bubble(3h)
In short:
+6 attack (+3 insight +2 morale +1 haste)
+1 melee attack on full attack
+2 damage (+2 morale)
+1d6 sonic damage
+4 AC (+3 insight +1 haste)
+2 fort (+2 morale)
+3 reflex (+2 morale +1 haste)
+2 will (+2 morale)
+3 saves vs. extraordinary, spell-like or supernatural abilities (+3 insight)
+2 skill checks
+30' movement up to max speed
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Nikolai hisses in agony, as a multi-coloured mist boils upward from his skin - when it dissipates, his entire body has lost its colour, leaving chalk-white skin, coal-black hair, and orbs of pure ebon darkness where his eyes were, whilst the vivid hues of his clothing have faded to subtle shades of grey.
"Gah!"
Staggering back, he throws a trio of burning rays at the green one...
...following that with another quick blast of flame.
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Chun Hei speeds up the party and Davo follows with a similar spell. Nikolai then throws flames at the nearest owb!
gr: 111 dmg
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Thorgan summons up his usual tactics as he lays into the nearest "owb" with Chun Hei.
for
for
for
Thorgan Status:
HP: 147/147
AC Normally: 22 (T 12 | FF 20)
(can add: +3 when judgement of AC is up, +6 vs crits)
Spells Remaining Today
4th - 3/4
3rd - 3/5
2nd - 5/6
1st - 6/6
Spells/Effects Active:
Greater Magic Weapon +3
Heroism (ext), Keen Edge (ext), Freedom Of Movement, Perceive Cues
Abilities:
Bane Left: 12/12
Judgement Left: 2/4
Judgement Surge Left: 1/1
Dispelling Attack: 1/1
Swaying Word: 1/1
Winged Boots: 3/3
Possible Modifiers:
Power Attack -3/+9 YES
Judgement of Justice +3/+0 YES
Judgement of Destruction +0/+3 YES
Heroism +2/+0 YES
Outflank +4/+0
Greater Magic Weapon (+3): +2/+2 YES
Holy +0/+2d6
Davo +6/+2+1d6
Greater Bane +2/+4d6 NO
Base Attack (BAB +9 Str +4 Weapon +1 Power -3): +11/+6
Base Damage (Str +6 Weapon +1 Power +9): +16
Buffed Attack (+2 Hero +3 GMW +3 Judge +6 Davo): +25/+20
Buffed Damage (+2 GMW +3 Judge): +23
Tamerius recalls that owbs extraplanar creatures from the Shadow realm who are not bothered by the cold and are weakened by bright light, although they can also make bright light unbearable to their victims. They have some magical abilities but Tamerius does not know how their conjoined states have affected their ability to fight or cast in either a positive or negative direction.
Thorgan, meanwhile, puts his axe into one of the owbs and leaves it badly wounded!
gr: 111 dmg
bl: 118 dmg
Bishop leaves the last owb mortally wounded!
gr: 111 dmg
bl: 118 dmg
rd: 149 dmg
One of the owbs backs against a wall and hurls a ball of ice at Chun!
The other owb strikes at Thorgan:
And the other one attacks Thorgan:
gr: 111 dmg
bl: 118 dmg
rd: 149 dmg
Chun Hei slips in form a bit and only hits the owb once. Luckily Nikolai's aim is a bit better and his red-hot rays take out first one owb and then another!
Trying to act the hero, Davo then charges across the room to help Chun Hei and plants his rapier in just the right spot to take it down!
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Thorgan shakes away the horrifying images rattling about inside his head and quicky works to mend his meager wounds.
stoneskin: 7 + 9 + 7 + 9 = 32 off the stoneskin (88 remains)
real: 1 + 2 + 6 + 2 = 11 real
"Well done, lads!"
Thorgan sinks his axe into the nearest owb "just to be sure".
"Ah s'pose Janira could research these bastards as well.. whatever foul plane they be comin' from."
He gives a nod to Nikolai.
"Ah'greed. Let's get 'er done before we get more unwanted guests."
To the north lies a hallway. This long, narrow corridor is empty and eerily silent. Overhead, staggered braziers flicker with dying flames, and heavy shadows fall in the gaps between. At the end of the hall gloom settles into the cold steel of a massive, barred cage that stretches from floor to ceiling like some sort of inescapable jail cell.
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"Are you alright, sir?" The gnome asks of Bishop, seeing that he took such an awful beating. He goes on to talk about the finder points of anatomy and bloodflow. Although it seems like it should be somewhat useless, it seems to have a seriously soothing effec.t
The gnomes stands mouth agape at the shadow. "Perhaps it is the cage holds the distilled divine essence of the owbs. I would be careful about approaching it."
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"The song helps my friend, but my mind is addled and I can't seem to shake it. it's like I've got all the bad parts of a night in Cayden's Hall and none of the ale."
despite the beating, Timber and Bishop approach...
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Davo boldly strides forward.... and feels his body trying to move and change shape!
Needless to say, the shadows do not answer, for they are only mundane shadows.
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The gnome clutches his heart for a moment as the feeling of the world collapsing about him begins to overtake him; however, he steadies his nerves and fights off the sensation.
"This place embodies all manner of magic turned to ill use. If this Professor Kramolag were subject to half of the horrors she has used upon others..."
Too late Nikolai and Davo notice that the hallway is trapped with two such areas of magical shunting and changing but luckily Davo is able to disable it so that you can move down the hallway safely. The cage is harmless after the trap has been removed and there is but one door on the south side of the hallway.
This simple room contains numerous chests, lockers, and crates that store bedrolls, ingredients, spare clothing, and other necessary materials for operating a secret laboratory far from civilization.
There are not nearly enough rations here to feed all of the researchers, but there are two sustaining spoons and a decanter of endless water that must have helped stretch the facility’s supplies.
Finding nothing more of interest in this room, you press on past the next door.
Stone pylons form a perimeter around a deep vat caked with a viscous tarry sludge. A steel bridge crosses to a smaller workstation, and a series of tubes and conduits run from the vat to the ceiling to pass through various walls on their way to unseen destinations.
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Thorgan effects something of a grunt as he eyes the vats.
Zis vat, zat vat.
He shakes his head, Nikolai's accent somehow permeating his thoughts. As any respectable dwarf would do, he blames the locale.
"Let's jess make sure nothin' tips this sludge o'er on us..."
Thorgan prepares himself to lurch away in case an ettin, ogre or arcane construct suddenly shambles to life and begins hurling sludge.
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b]"Oh... oh! Is this vat a concentration of the legendary black blood of Orv/ If so, it should have tremendous necromantic and mutagenic properties properties."[/b]
He scratches the edge of his ear in thought. "Dear Thorgan is correct. Interacting with whatever the liquid is could be quite fatal, if it is the black blood."