GM Endless Forms' PFS Scions of the Sky Key Trilogy (Inactive)

Game Master Mike Tuholski

"Perhaps I can dazzle them with my charm and wit?" Carlyle poses. He walks up boldly to the lizardfolk, maintaining about 30' between him and the strangers.

"Greetings! I am Carlyle the Flamboyant, master knife thrower and carnivalist extraordinaire! Is something amiss? Has someone killed your dinosaur?" he bares his hands as he speaks to show no weapons.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Myrd steps up with Carlyle and behind the back of the bard he casts a quick spell Charm Person, DC16

"Do you understand our language?"

If there is clear understanding Myrd will switch to the other languages he speaks. Auran, Draconic, Minkaian, Polyglot, Tien, Tengu

"We would like to talk to you about these dinosaur eggs"

Will: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (11) + 0 = 11

Myrd casts a spell to make one of them friendly before Carlyle calls out to them. They look up from the nest they are guarding and one of them calls out in Draconic, "More intruders! Quick, defend the nest!"

"Wait, no!" the other one says (the one Myrd charmed). "These ones are friends."

"How do you know?" the first responds (still in Draconic).

"They are friends! Trust me! Come here, friends! What do you need?"

The seem only to speak Draconic.

Dustwich shoots nervous glances at the lizardfolk from their hiding place, but relaxes a little when it seems that Myrd has established a rapport with them. Approaching the tengu, they say in Common, "Good job, Ambassador. Uh, I think? What are they saying? Do you think we can get those eggs peacefully? Can you find out if things can be patched up between the lizardfolk and the Krihirik?"

Cyrinda watches everything happen. "Wow, Myrd! Way to go. Yeah, see if we can get the eggs, and then get outta here."

Draconic
"My friends, we would like to take one of those eggs of your hands. Surely you don't need all of them?"

Common
"Follow me and keep your weapons sheathed. I hope we can resolve this without any trouble."

Keeping his weapons sheathed, Jocephus nods, not sure if smiling and showing teeth is an affront to this race.

Torean moves up, following Myrd. He keeps his weapons at his belt but gives the lizardfolk a wary eye. He continues to let the wizard do the talking.

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Draconic

"My friends, we would like to take one of those eggs of your hands. Surely you don't need all of them?"

Common
"Follow me and keep your weapons sheathed. I hope we can resolve this without any trouble."

The friendly lizardfolk nods along with Myrd and responds, "Oh sure! I think we could do that."

The other lizardfolk does not seem amused and gives his friend a strange look, trying to figure out what's going on. "We were told to guard them against any and all intruders. What's gotten in to you? Our cache has already been attacked once."

The other keeps trying to reassure his increasingly nervous friend, "But they're friends! If they want an egg, we should let them take it!"

The two lizardfolk seem to be an impasse.

"Hey Myrd, ask them why they need those eggs so badly."

"And you can point out we ain't intruders. intruders don't just walk up and say hello."

"We are not intruders! Intruders would never walk up to you in peace. We want to safeguard these eggs, the same as you do. Especially since these eggs have been attacked once already we should make sure that the attackers aren't able to destroy the whole nest at once. It is logical to not keep all the eggs in one location. Can you tell us again why you need these eggs?"

Bluff: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

The unsure lizardfolk makes some conciliatory motions and responds, "Our tribe does not wish them to terrorize any more. We will take these eggs back and use them for foodstuffs." He still seems a bit unsure of you, but is even more unwilling to take all of you on by himself, as his friend seems enamored of you.

"Yes, good idea!" the other says. "You will be a good help in watching over the eggs! Take them and guard them safe!"

The first lizardfolk mumbles something about, "Better not get us in trouble...."

You are able to collect the eggs and safely stow them. There are six of them; I need to know who is carrying how many of them. It is relevant below.

Suddenly, a few hundred yards from the dinosaur nest, the ravine falls silent—no birds, monkeys, or other jungle creatures are audible. A few heartbeats later, a bellowing roar echoes through the ravine, causing countless small birds and animals to abandon their hiding places and scatter as quickly as possible. A series of great shuddering cracks herald the downfall of several trees in the distance, and a second thunderous roar pierces the air, followed by the frantic shouts of panicked humanoids. Suddenly, a massive dinosaur bursts out of the jungle to the southwest, pursuing a dozen leather-clad explorers through the ravine. The furious creature sweeps up a straggler into its massive jaws and flings the screaming victim off into the jungle, roars, and rushes toward its next target.

This threat seems far above your paygrade and the best answer is to run.

This is essentially a chase, except that you are all working together. For every obstacle, you should choose between one of two options: attempt a check or use an ability (eg cast a spell). At the end of the turn, the highest check result is used with all others treated as aids.

If you roll a natural 1 while carrying an egg, you must make a Ref save or accidentally break one of the eggs.

If you fail a particular obstacle, you still move on after that round but the dinosaur and Aspis agents make headway on you. Essentially you just need to outrun the Aspis....

I've put a star on the map where the party is, since you are moving as a unit.

The Aspis agents run directly for you, the tyrannosaurus in hot pursuit! "Look out!" they scream. The lizardfolk panic and scurry off into the jungle.

First round! You can attempt the first obstacle by choosing one of the options presented. See the combat map.

There are six of us and six eggs. One egg per character?

"We can outrun them!"

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Jocephus will take an egg.

Jocephus flexes his shoulders, adjusting his pack with the added weight of the egg. His eyes widen impossibly big as the dinosaur appears. Grabbing the collars of tworld of the slower members of the party, Jocephus begins sprinting into the jungle, leaping over logs, rocks, and other obstacles.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

Myrd was running in full throttle when a dust cloud suddenly sprinted past and disappeared in the underbrush.

What was that?

Cyrinda reaches out to carry an egg. "Come here, little fella..."

As the dinosaur and its prey burst onto the scene, the little gnome's eyes grow as big as dinner plates.

"Run!"

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Dustwich holds one of the eggs, larger than their head, and stands boldly at the sound of the roar and crashing through the trees. That boldness doesn't last once the halfling sees the enormous dinosaur, though.

One of the options is "Knock Them Flat," so let me know if this is a legitimate option or not. Otherwise I'll just roll Acrobatics.
Dustwich takes a moment to concentrate, and if the Aspis are within 30' of us raises a square of earth directly in front of one of the Aspis agents, hoping to catch them off guard so that they run into the earthen barrier. Then, they dash off to keep up with the other Pathfinders.

Do we all have to choose the same option? If so, ignore this post.

Torean grabs an egg and shoves it into his pack, trying to be as gentle as the circumstances allow. "Outta my way!" He tries barrels through any opposition.

Combat Maneuver: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

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The way I interpret it is that because you're working as a team you have to all try the same thing (Acrobatics or CMB in this case) but if you don't want to roll the check you can use a spell or ability to aid the effort in some way.

Good enough for this round:

Jocephus leads the way running down the ravine away from the fearsome dinosaur, leaving the Aspis running in the dustcloud of the much faster Pathfinders! The T-rex snaps at the heels of the trailing Consortium agents!

Unfortunately Jocephus must slow his pace as you spot several large boulders ahead!

Next challenge! "Go Around" with Survival or "Shove them Aside" with Strength.

Dustwich is too caught up trying not to drop their egg that they're not able to help much...

1d20 ⇒ 8 Whichever check it ends up being, I don't have the bonuses to successfully aid another.

Survival: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

"Can we squeeze between those boulders?"

Survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

"I think we can!" Jocephus responds, not slowing his pace, rather picking up speed as he charges the gap in the boulders.

Survival: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Cyrinda does her best to help find the best path through the boulders. "Keep leading the way!"

Jocephus, Myrd, and Cyrinda lead the way around the boulders, tearing their clothes as they run through the jungle! The Aspis, terrified, follow suit! The tyrannosaur easily leaps over the boulders and lets out a bellowing roar! She's right behind you!

"Get Off the Road!" with Stealth or "Fend Her Off" with an attack.

Torean whirls and swings his hammer to drive the dinosaur away.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Myrd runs on, holding the egg in his hands. He stops for a moment, adjusts the egg to one hand and flings a splinter of wood towards the dino. He then runs on.

Splintered Spear: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Carlyle flourishes and throws a handful of ribbons in the air to distract the woman. "We are protecting these eggs! The great Carlyle, master of ribbons, shall defeat you!"

Attack Roll!: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

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Dustwich lets loose a barrage of stones at the dino!

Earth Blast: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Myrd, Carlyle, and Dustwich throw enough annoyance at the beast to trip it up for just long enough so that the Pathfinders and Aspis can run away, although the Aspis agents are still a little bit behind you.

Unfortunately, you quickly come upon a stream blocking your way! You can see that the stream is filled with hundreds of hungry piranhas!

"Jump Over" with Acrobatics or "Brave the Water" with Swim.

Jump: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Myrd is trying to make speed for the jump across the stream and falls flat on his face! The effort of making speed while struggling with an egg was just too much! Luckily the egg is still whole.

Dustwich makes a jump for it!

Acrobatics, -1 ACP: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 3 - 1 = 18

Acrobatics to Jump: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 2 - 4 = 1

Cyrinda is unable to make the jump as easily as the others, but she hopefully won't slow down the others.

Acrobatics (Jump): 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (2) - 4 = -2

Torean tries to leap across the stream, but his armor weighs him down and it's little more than a hop. He splashes through the water.

Never slowing, Jocephus leaps the stream.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Dustwich and Jocephus lead the way and are luckily able to grab everyone else before anyone falls into the water and is eaten by piranhas!

However, now that you across the stream you find that the path ahead is choked with vines guaranteed to trip you up should you venture in! And to make matters worse, the Aspis and agents and the ravenous dinosaur are closing in quick!

"Shoot the Vines" with ranged attacks or "Find the Shortcut" with Perception.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Quick, we can wriggle through those vines! See? There on the left."

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

"Aye!, I see it." Jocephus huffs, as he keeps running.

Carlyle flourishes once more and throws a kunai with expert accuracy, embedding itself in the tree next to the Aspis agent.

Ranged Attack-PBS: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 1 = 16

"Ho! Ho! Carlyle the Magnificent is impressed with your expert dodges!" the carnivalist states loudly to cover up his missed dagger.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"A shortcut?! Where? Are you sure?"

Earth blast, slashing: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

"Keep moving!" Dustwich shouts, blasting a mass of sharp stones at the vines to help cut a path through the foliage.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Torean grabs Cyrinda's hand to pull her along. "It's there! Come on!"

Myrd points the way through the vines and the party pops out on the other side, the Aspis agents-those that are left, anyways-flailing behind and hacking blindly at the plants in their way.

Soon the foliage is getting denser and denser though....

"Go Through a Weak Spot" with KN (nature) or "Squeeze Through" with Escape Artist.

Knowledge, Nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Torean continues pushing through the vegetation. "There! Those are Herold's Rushes. Leafy, but their stems are brittle. We can push right through them!"

Dustwich scans the foliage for spaces to squeeze through, before Torean points out the weak spot. "What would we do without you!" they shout in thanks.

Knowledge check hero! :D

These DCs at level 2 are ridiculous.

Carlyle picks up Dusty and leaps through the thorns! "Come on, Dusty!"

Suddenly hefted off the ground, Dustwich shoots Carlyle a confused, annoyed, and panicked look. "If we survive this, we're going to have a serious talk about nicknames!"

They're high DCs but when you have 3-5 people aiding another person they're a lot more achievable, especially when you don't have to declare the leader first. Whoever is highest leads. That helps a lot.

Torean points out a spot in the undergrowth where the party can push through easily. You emerge from the jungle at the same time as the Aspis agents. The tyrannosaur lets out a bellow that echoes through the ravine; it's just behind you!

"Sic the Dino on Them" with Handle Animal or "Beat on Them a Bit" with an Attack.

"Pfff! When will this end?!" Myrd exclaims while sending a splintered spear towards the aspis agents.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Oh, I get it. I thought it was like a normal chase but if you had enough successes, then you pass as a group. I just reread and saw the part about highest is leader and rest are aids.

Carlyle lowers Dusty to the ground before lashes out with a dagger.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

"Nicknames are the spice of life, my dear Dusty! So are appellations. The grander the title, the bolder the man!" Carlyle states proudly, half paying attention to the threat.