GM Evil's PFS Dawn of the Scarlet Sun (Inactive)

Game Master Steven_Evil

"Fochwith and behold, a seal-breaker!" Spenser stands up, miraculously clean for having just looted a blood-soaked corpse, and cheerfully walks over to unlock the cage.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

Uh, that's actually pretty good - do I suspect anything?

Sorry Spenser, I missed your post somehow!

As Spenser unlocks the cage, Lexi strides out, sashaying her hips. She stands next to Shamak, and smiles sweetly. In a sultry voice, she purrs to him
My darling, I'm going to cast a little spell to clean myself up and steady my nerves... Would you mind making so no one interrupts me?

Just so you guys know what is going on, Shamak is under the effect of a Suggestion spell, which will be over once he does as she asks. He isn't bound to attack anyone that tries to stop her, but he does have to attempt to stop them in some fashion. Standing in between them and Lexi, or protesting vehemently, or the like. Also, everyone has one action to take right now. Sort of a surpirse round, if you will.

Spenser, you feel the same way as Keeya. She definitely isn't up to any good, but she hasn't done anything threatening yet, though you feel it coming. Also, both of you can tell that Shamak isn't acting quite... right.

"Milady, 'twould be haught unseemly wert thee to speak with twixted tongue to whosoever did nought save weal by thee. Prithee, play with all thine pieces on the lanceboard where they can be seen plainly...lest we fear for the sanctity of our verdant madrigal's soul-maze." Spenser's eyes, normally wide and shining with naïvete, suddenly take on a more cunning, judicious, and knowing cast.

Intimidate to demoralize: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

The mighty Lot looms behind him, sensing the tension in the air and making strange frothing noises...

Lot readies an action to spit if she starts behaving hostilely.

ranged touch attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
rounds of sickening: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Spenser, I love your character. Don't ever change him.

"Spenser! Are you out of your mind?" shouts the half-orc. "You won't attack a defenseless lady, you are no true cavalier! I shall you heart from your rib cage and taste its flesh!" growls loudly the half-orc, showing his pointy teeth, as he unsheathes quickly his falchion.

Intimidate (demoralize) DC 12 (10+4-2): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19 Shaken for one round.

Sorry Spenser, I thought this was the appropriate answer to Spenser's action given the influence I was under, and that Shamak is, after all, an intimidate build. Does that count as opposing? :)

Once back fully to himself, he turns towards the woman and stares at her in confusion.

Don't apologize, silly, you're being mind-controlled - apologizing's only for the strong! ;P

Yes, I just realized how easy it is to demoralize me - where's that Order of the Cockatrice bonus when you need it?

For a moment, Spenser is genuinely concerned that he will be forced to cross blades in ire with a companion - and his feelings are hurt, too.

"Moi? Yours in frith, 'out of my mind?' What poppycock is this?"

Haha don't you dare say things like that with your -1 will save and 7 of wisdom xD It gives much more depth to character, though, and I like it!

I'm actually not sure it is what I'd be most likely to say, but Comedy demanded it under the circumstances.

"Now boys, behave yourselves in front of the strangely alluring and now spell-casting lady..." Kyra speaks with obvious frustration, as she pulls out a potion to help calm her sudden uneasiness.

What sort of cleric doesn't have detect evil?? Anyway, the potion is protection from evil and she is preparing to drink it.

Loving the comedy, by the way!

Brewslee seems to have fallen asleep right where he stands as he snores loudly. He quickly jerks awake, flask in hand, as Spenser and Shamak begin yelling and beating their chests at each other.

Seeing a manly game being played at their victory Brewslee joins in with his eyes half closed. He roars back at the other two and smiles after as he shoves a flask into Shamak's chest.

Everything can be sholved by a drink among friendsh.

Brewslee will hold action at the moment as he has no need to ready anything currently.

I'll have you know I, for one, am not "beating my chest."

"Verily! Praise Cayden! Methinks the good Shamak is vexed from the hecatomb, and the golden peacemaker shalt put his head aright, si?"

Spenser leans over to Brewslee conspiratorially. "Bop-e rop-esolute" He whispers. "Fop-orsooth mop-ethinks Shop-amak's bop-ewitched!"

Bluff to convey secret message: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Brewslee is drunk. he sees what he wants :)

Brewslee looks at Spenser with a confused look as he gets extremely close to the man's face and whispers. Shpeak commonsh

Brewslees breath smells as if he ate rotten meat and washed it down with kerosene and it nearly knocks Spensor off his toes.

I think I actually managed to convey it to you - the DC for simple messages is 15.

Yea, Brewslee is just playing a-long.

Shhhhhamrock! Shhamak?

Brewslee wanders just outside of the room. C'mere,

He says waving his hand. Come feel thish cat. It'sh sho shoft.

As Shamak looks over Brewslee seems to have picked up a dead rat lying on the ground and begins to pet it.

Try to get him away from her.

I don't think Shamak is under influence anymore.

Shamak shakes his head in disbelief. "And this is a pathfinder. Uruskreil help me..."

I was waiting on Keeya but I'll go ahead and push forward.

The woman doesn't seem to notice anything that's going on at the moment, as her eyes are closed and she's muttering in the language of magic under her breath. You realize she's almost done casting a spell!

Last chance to do something. Keeya still has an action left, and so does Shamak.
Spenser- delivered message
Kyra- drew potion
Brews-bleft room
Keeya- nothing yet
Shamak- only takes verbal, hasn't moved or done anything substantial.

Did I miss anything?

Didnt' know we are in initiative or something, Keeya just didn't have something to add to the discussion...

Are we okay that Shamak isn't under influence anymore? If it is so and understanding he was fooled, Shamak's going to turn enraged.

Shamak begins to growl more and more loudly in anger and strikes the woman with his falchion, stepping to his left.

+1 Cold Iron Falchion Power Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16 for Slashing (Magical/Cold Iron): 2d4 + 13 ⇒ (4, 4) + 13 = 21

To Shamak's surprise, his falchion is stopped by the air surrounding the woman, before it even touches her!

Player knowledge: She has had time to buff herself since the wights in the beginning of the dungeon screamed at you. They were really a debuff/alarm to work against the party. A pretty sinister set-up, if you ask me. You missed because of her mage armor and her natural armor buffs.

She then leaps back, just out of reach of Shamak's blade, grins evilly, and points at Spenser.
You there! You will do my bidding!

As she speaks, her human features melt away to reveal a mostly naked, winged demon with pale skin and fiery red hair! She laughs evilly as she unfurls bright red, clawed wings from her back.

Spenser, make a will save against the Dominate Person spell, please.

Round 1
Brewslee
Keeya
Shamak
Kyra
Spenser

Avalexi

Party up!
Wow, those were some pretty good initiatives for the group! Can our heroic Pathfinders stop the evil succubus before she wreaks havoc on them with their own bodies?

I'll have her icon on the map tomorrow. For now, she is five feet to right of Shamak.

Will save: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19

"Seraphs sob on what morrow I shouldst fain genuflect before one such as thine, treacherous chötgör!"

Yep, she's a goner. Nice save, Spenser! Now put some of your awesome verbiage with it!

Yes, I was working on that.

I moved the white token to Shamak's right.
Keeya moves closer and casts a spell. Suddenly the floor below Avalexi gets very slippery. grease

Kyra gulps down the potion of protection from evil she had prepared, and moves into position.

Shamak steps forward and strikes once again with fury and anger.

+1 Cold Iron Falchion Power Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24 for Slashing (Magical/Cold Iron): 2d4 + 13 ⇒ (1, 4) + 13 = 18

I just noticed now that we get to fight now, too.

greatsword, Power Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 6) + 7 = 18

Lot will attempt to spit at her, unless that can't go beyond the first range increment, in which case he delays.

ranged touch: 1d20 ⇒ 15
sickened for how many rounds?: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Thinking he is still leaving the room Brewslee's body bends backwards as he begins to stumble in the opposite direction past Kyra.

Provoke AoO through movement
Mobility adds +4 to AC making it 26 against AoO from movement
Panther Style- retaliate against an AoO with a free unarmed strike
Panther Claw- free action instead of swift action and up to 4 retaliatory attacks.
Panther Parry- Retaliatory attacks are resolved before AoO. If retaliatory attack deals damage opponent takes a -2 penalty on attack and damage rolls to AoO.

AoO Panther Style reaction strike: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

He spins around trying to regain his balance swinging his temple sword around in the process at the succubus.

Temple Sword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Crit Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Before she even gets to act, the succubus is quickly brought down by Shamak, Brewslee, and, thanks to the grease, Spenser as well!

As she breathes her last, she hisses to the pathfinders
You think you've won, accomplished something? Shax will... finish... the summ--

Her words are cut off by her death.

The town guard is beyond ecstatic that you put an end to the grisly murders, even if they are a bit put off that you didn't use their plan, and promise to consider the Pathfinder Society if they ever need the particular aid that you and your comrades are able to provide.

You're put up for a few days in a snazzy inn in Magnimar while your transport home is arranged, and right before you leave you are given a missive from the captain of the guard. In it, it details how they used a Speak With Dead spell on Zhadendi to figure out what was going on. Avalexi the succubus was sent to Magnimar by Shax himself to raise a secret shrine in his name, but for what, she didn't know. The succubus found Zhadendi, a priestess of Sarenrae, who was young, full of fire, and angry at the way the city treated those of her Order. Avalexi promised power to change that, and took the priestess down a long road of corruption. The ritual they were casting required the hearts of priestess of Sarenrae, but again, Zhadendi was never told. It is highly suspected that Avalexi intended to turn on Zhadendi in the end, and use her for the last sacrifice.

The missive promises that if more information is uncovered, you'll be the first to know.

Good job guys! You breezed thought that, and I am surprised! The wights were intended to give the most melee oriented characters several negative levels, and the succubus was supposed to be able to dominate the prominent spell caster, but you guys rolled through without getting zapped, causing her to try the "prisoner ruse" and escape while Spenser covered her back, which again failed. Chronicles will be delivered tomorrow morning via link, when I have access to my laptop. I hope you all enjoyed, even if I did have a few hiccups there with free time! Constructive criticism is always welcome, so if you have anything you feel I could use, let me know! Thanks for playing everyone!

Thanks for the game, GM Evil. It was fun!

"The blighted Dawnflower art uprooted,
and Magnimar is delivered from villainy,
a toast to all! The Story is Saved,
and gods bless all the company!"