GM Faelyn's Evergreen Scenarios (Inactive)

Game Master Faelyn

Double move (map updated with position)

Round 1

As the Pathfinders move into position around the beetle, it suddenly lets out an extremely bright flash of light! Both Ling and Viisiky find themselves blinking against the glaring flash!

Ling and Viisiky both need to make a Fort save DC 12 or be Dazzled for rounds: 1d3 ⇒ 1

Round 2
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Viisiky
Kennick
Dude
Luthic
Ling
Flash Beetle

"AH I'm not close Kennick sheaths his scimitar and gets out his short bow. move and move

Fort ST: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
"Ack! Nasty thing."

Naturally he takes a swing at it, quite by reflex.
+6/1d10+6 Nodachi [crit 18-29/x2; S] (+1[BAB] +4[str] +1[wfoc]/1d10 +4[str] +2[2hd])

To Hit: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

1d20 ⇒ 2, Fail! Am dazzled.

Waiting to see if Ling brought it down.

Luthic attempts to throw a chunk of the ceiling into the beetle, using only the power of his magic, but it misses widely.

telekinetic projectile (ranged touch): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 61d6 ⇒ 6

"Typical of your shoddy work!" Tyranthraxis chides.

Back from my trip! Sorry for the lack of posting, but it was booked solid!

No worries, Luthic, hope you had fun!

The beetle is surprisingly quick for its size and dodges Ling's strike, making a strange clicking noise with its mandibles.

Just waiting on Viisiky's actions and The Dude.

The Dude abides. ;)

The Dude smacks Ling on the back assuring the man that "You've got this!" He casts guidance on Ling. And then stands back, knowing everything is in good hands.

Aid Another for Ling's next attack: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Round 2

Bite Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

The beetle attempts to bite Ling's foot, but its mandibles snap close on empty air!

Round 3
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Viisiky:
Kennick:
Dude:
Luthic:
Ling:
Flash Beetle:

"That's it Ling! You show him man! Take your time man. Take your time. Don't rush it man. Don't rush it. Just wait for your chance and then go for your move. You know, the one where you do the little head fake, and then spin your thing all around and chop the guy up. It looks so awesome man!"

To Hit: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 2 = 13
Damage: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Even with the aid, and the Dude's advice, he makes another awkward swing. It could be the fact that the nasty thing is crawling all over him and he trying to smack it with a bloody nodachi.

Maybe I should bring something smaller just for times like this?

Luthic again tries to send a rock into the beetle, but once again he misses as Tyranthraxis chuckles behind him.

telekenetic projectile: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 2 - 4 = 61d6 ⇒ 3

Kennick fires his bow at the beetle.

attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Attack: 1d20 ⇒ 1

The half-orc tries to hit, but breaks a nail, instead.

Oh no! Not a nail! Well, looks like we are going to have to take a grooming break after this fight.

Round 3

Kennick you only just missed due to the -4 penalty for firing into a melee... :(

The heroes continue their inability to strike the angry beetle, which takes a moment to bite hard on Ling's shin!

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Round 4
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Viisiky:
Kennick:
Dude:
Luthic:
Ling: 4 DMG (8/12)
Flash Beetle:

The fact that Ling is hopping around trying to shake the thing off him probably does not help.

Luthic growls in frustration at both his inability to hit the beetle, as well as his former master's chuckling and taunting.

"Just wait...I'll get it!"

telekenetic projectile: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 2 - 4 = 131d6 ⇒ 4

Damm beetle

Kennick tries another shot but the arrow lands in the water.

attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

1d6 ⇒ 4

To Hit: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Ling is dancing about, being bitten by a beetle and pelted with various projectiles, flailing about with his nodachi which isn't even coming near to the offensive creature.

"Would someone PLEASE get this thing off me!"

1d20 ⇒ 7

Sigh...

"Ah man! Here lemme show you man." The Dude wraps his arms around Ling as if he were showing him how to shoot pool or leading Ling in some strange dance.

He casts guidance on Ling again.

The Dude's hug REALLY sets Ling off. His issue with being touched is in overdrive already with the multi-legged t*h*i*n*g on him and he lets out a girlish scream of shock when yet another pair of appendages reach around him and tighten on his chest.

The Dude's hug REALLY sets Ling off. His issue with being touched is in overdrive already with the multi-legged t*h*i*n*g on him and he lets out a girlish scream of shock when yet another pair of appendages reach around him and tighten on his chest.

ROFL! :D

"Whoah man! It's just me man! It's just a f%$!ing flashback man! It's cool. I get 'em all... the... time, man...." The Dude stiffens. Something about the narrow sewer tunnel trips something inside him. His eyes glaze for a moment and in that moment he sees something else. Something other than a life or death battle in a sewer. And then, as suddenly as the vision gripped him he shakes it off. The Dude blinks twice and looks around stupidly. "Huh?"

A shooting star passes overhead, and somehow, through the sewer grate Viisikymmentäviisi sense its passing. It is as if someone, somewhere--maybe on that star, was thinking of her.

Terribly sorry on the delay folks! Was my son's 4th birthday today, so had a long weekend of party planning and whatnot.

Round 4

That Pathfinders continue to flail about ineffectively while the flash beetle bites down even harder upon Ling's ankle, this time drawing blood....

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Round 5
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Viisiky:
Kennick:
Dude:
Luthic:
Ling: 7 DMG (5/12)
Flash Beetle:

Kennick shoots again but the arrow drops into the sewer.

attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

1d6 ⇒ 5

Aid Another: 1d20 ⇒ 10, success!

Aid Another: 10, success!

Getting his emotions under control he plants his wobbly feet, concentrates, and goes into a Kata; his moves smooth out and his eyes are almost closed.

+7/1d10+9 Nodachi [crit 18-29/x2; S] (+1[BAB] +4[str] +1[wfoc] +2[aid] -1[Power Attack]/1d10 +4[str] +2[2hd] +3[power attack])

To Hit: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Crit confirm: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

"That is how one kills a beetle, my feeble apprentice!" Tyranthraxis nods as Ling tears into it.

"My master taught me well. I just needed to find my center and focus. All my training was dancing around with my emotions."

"My master taught me well."

"Don't worry about it man. I was glad to help." The Dude says clasping Ling's shoulders with pride.

Ling visibly recoils and steps in some beetle goo.

"Ack. Dude, you HAVE to stop.. this... touching; it is not right. Say it with words, please. Touching is for combat, or for women."

LOL! I was beginning to wonder if you guys were ever going to kill that thing. ;)

With the beetle dead, you have found a vial on unidentified substance, still do not have the notes you were sent for, nor have you located the alchemist.

If there's no immediate threat, and we have the time, I'll take 20 on Perception and Survival to look for stuff down here.

As Tyranthraxis continues to berate him for his failure to hit with his spells, Luthic helps search for the notes like a beaten mule.

Also take 20 perception and survival to assist.

Neither of you find anything else beyond the aforementioned vial; however, you do find indications that a humanoid has been around the workshop quite often.

Int check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

"Any idea what to do guys? I am at a loss"

Int check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

Well, we have some of the drugs here now, at least I'm guessing that's what's in this vial. Perhaps the addicts will talk if we wave it in front of them! Let's at least try![/dice]

He looks arond and hands the vial off to the Dude and says, "Do your thing, Dude. I think you speak their language better than me."

Int check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

"Right." Pulling his pants up higher and cinching them off with thedraw string, the Dude takes the vial and strides toward the addicts with all the resolute authority of a town sheriff. Then he stops suddenly and comes back.

"Which thing was that exactly?" He asks in whisper.

*sigh*

"Talk them into talking or course. Get them to tell us where this alchemist is. Offer the one that... Oh never-mind!"

What was I thinking?!

Ling snatches the vial back and approaches the nearest addict and states loudly while waving it, "First one to lead us to the alchemist that creates the drug gets this!"

"Oo! Oo!" The Dude raises his hand. "Wasn't there a shifty-looking alchemist that got left behind on the docks of Absalom?"

It's just lucky the Dude cannot see Ling's expression right now.

"Anyone ELSE?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 20

"'Scuse me, Mister Addict? Maybe if you tell us 'bout the person who's making the drugs here, we can help you out. You know, maybe a perm? A mani-pedi?"

"A little touch of Shelyn would really help out down here, claro que si!"

The nearby addict attempts to swipe the vial out of Ling's hand, but when he is unable to do so, slumps back to the ground. He tries to speak, but can barely manage more than a whisper as Viisiky approaches. "Please, I need it... give it to me... He comes at night... at night..."

It is currently mid afternoon.

There is no way I'm staying down here that long. Who knows how many of those nasty bugs there are down here.

Luthic looks around at the nasty conditions.

"Perhaps we could just come back in a few hours. The stench is enough to kill a man...well, not kill Master, but someone else," he observes.