GM Fanguar's Savage Tide (Inactive)

Game Master Fanguar

Bump. Two more down.

Moira draws her rapier and moves to flank the frogman that Graythan is fighting. She moves slightly up the stairs to gain high ground advantage.
Attack, Rapier: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Rapier Dmg and Sneak Attack Dmg: 1d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + (6, 3) = 11

We appear to have lost Zanril. The remaining enemy is practically dead, so I'm going to call it.

It's a quick and ugly little fight, but you put the creatures down. Their bright red blood spills out over the pristine tiles of the foyer.

Where to next? First poster gets to pick

Justified pauses to study the floor for a moment, hoping to get some indication of at least what floor to search.

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

Did Zanril PM you?

Do we have any idea from past dealings here where Lavinia tends to spend her time in the manor?

Moira pauses as well as her keen elven eye looks for traces in the foyer.
Survival, Tacking: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Savarend searchers for any clues.

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

Zanril searches the area

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

The floor is a mess of tracks. Many people have passed through here, it's hard to say how many. Track lead in and out of every door and up and down the entry way stairs. Most of you past interactions have with Lavinia have occurred in the library(3) or private dining room(12). One would imagine that her private rooms would be on the upper floors. I will say that there is no time pressure one the PCs at this moment, so no fear of picking the wrong way to go

Moira starts slowly heading up the stairs. "We should head on up and search the bed chambers, then work our way down."

"Agreed. We can avoid cornering anything that would become too aggressive without an escape."

"Seems a reasonable approach. Let's be on with it then." Graythan reloads his crossbow and nods to the stairs, taking up position in the rear of the group once more.

Climbing to the top of the first floor landing you see another flight of stairs leading to the top floor. Assuming that's where the bedchambers would be located, you continuing upwards. Reaching the top floor unopposed, you find three sets of double doors leading out of a small hallway.

See map

Justified moves to the first set of doors and readies to attack while signaling for Moira to listen and then check the door.

She looks for any signs of riggings.
Trap finding: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22

Moira kneels by the door to listen.
Perception, Listen: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Savarend holds his warhammer ready behind Justified.

Presuming Moria is checking the doors to Room 25...

Graythan slides past the young elf and listens at the door of the adjoining room (26], his crossbow held tight against his body as he presses his back into the wall.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

Neither Moira or Graythan hears anything from beyond the doors. Neither door is locked and Moira doesn't find any traps.

I don't want to presume that you're just bursting in. So can I just get a quick confirmation on whether you are going into either of these.

Graythan times his opening of the doors to be concurrent with Moira's. As his set opens, he spins with the door and brings his crossbow up in a flash.

Justified is busting into each, once he gets a clear from the trap spotters. He will try to open the door and the let Moira pick the lock before breaking it down though.

Justified tries the door knob to room 27 as soon as he gets an all clear from the trap spotters.

Ok. I'm reading this a room by room search for Lavinia, as such I wont post the room descriptions. Feel free to go a check back later

Kicking in the first two rooms reveals well appointed bedrooms. A quick glance reveals signs of a struggle in the first room (25) and a dead frogman lays sprawled on the floor. The second room is pristine and has an uninhabited air.

Perc: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22, Perc: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

With Moira's all clear, Justified kicks in the last door (27). The room is dark and cloying; the shutters are closed, and the air smells of a rank combination of body odour and swamp mud. The desk, chairs, and most other furniture in this room have all been draped with white canvas dust covers, giving this room the eerie feeling of a tomb. Only the large four-poster bed in the northwest corner of the room has been uncovered, its dust covers lying in a heap at the side.

Four chairs sit in a row, each with a familiar face strapped to it. A bruised Lavinia sits in one and two others hold members of the Jade Ravens, Lavinia's other troupe of hired swords, both are slumped over, but appear to be breathing. The last holds the limp form of Kara Whistlegap, Lavinia's elderly halfling house servant. The poor thing's throat has been slit from ear-to-ear and the front of her dress is crusted in dried blood. A muscular half-orc stands, sword in hand, near Lavinia and disgustingly bloated Frogman sits in one of the chairs.

"That's close enough boy-o. Another step and the Lady gets it." Seeing that none of you are Vanthus, his brows furrow in confusion. "What's this then? Where be Vanthus."

"Stay your blade, Drevoraz, I presume? We've been looking for Vanthus ourselves. Harliss sent us to call you off these folk and said 'Parrots and Rum' might get to you listen before you did anything too rash." Graythan's glance falls over to the corpse of Kara, "A shame we were not quicker in arriving."

Aye, and I was to be giving you this as well. He holds up the sapphire earring. You should also know that while his sister loves him, Vanthus would likely consider it a favor for you to get rid of the heir to this property. Your mission was misguided from the start.

Which one of your men decided that the old halting woman was a threat and needed to be murdered? We might need to keep the ear ring to compensate her family.

Moira stares at the fallen form of Kara and an anger begins to swell within her. Her grip on her rapier begins to tighten as her sight shifts over to the half-orc. Any reaction from her then Lavinia's life is forfeit. The grip lessens as she sheaths her rapier and she says "I hope you don't comply to stand down because you need to be put into your place....get your ass kicked."

Savarend motions with his warhammer. "You're outnumbered, and your only exit is out a high window. I suggest you try to make nice."

Seeing the earring Drevoraz, eases up a bit, but still looks at you suspiciously. "Harliss sent ye, did she? The Cap'n, she aint big on forgiveness and no landlubber insults the Crimson Fleet and lives to tell the tale. So why she be wantin' to call off tha' raid."

For the sake of brevity, I'll just say you give a brief summation of the situation. As for the earring, Drevoraz wouldn't necessarily expect it back, though Harliss does.

At the end of your tale, the half-orc shrugs and slides home his cutlass. "Quite the sordid little tale, tha' fleet's business be with Vanthus and if he not be comin' back, thar be no point is waitin' fer him" He turns to Lavinia and gives a half bow, "Sorry fer tha' mess. Just followin' orders."

Turning back to the PC's he adds,

"I guess we be off then. If you be movin' outta tha way. We'll get ourselves gone."

"Sorry for the mess?" Graythan's tone is incredulous as he keeps his crossbow at the ready despite Drevoraz sheathing his cutlass. He nods to the murdered halfling in the chair, "Maybe you could dig a little deeper than just 'sorry for the mess', hmm?" His eyes shine brightly in the gloom of the chamber as they lock with the half-orc's.

"I'm with tall, dark and gruesome. Lady Lavinia has lost a member of her family. What can you do to make that up besides your meaningless apology." Moira notches an arrow on her bow string, draws it back and holds.

You do not just get to kill people and walk away around here Drevoraz. Justified takes a solid grip on his weapon and begins to move forward.

"I say we take his ears." Savarend tightens the grip on his warhammer. "In the Black Ice Mountains, dwarven children trade orc ears like human children trade marbles."

"And so we dance."

Combat Rn 1
Saverend
Baddies
Everyone else.

Boss - Room 27 has a vertical blue rectangle in the middle of the room. What does it represent? Hostages?

Savarend places a hand over the head of his warhammer. He intones a prayer to Moradin, and the weapon shines with a brilliant white light.

Cast magic weapon.

@Moira:Yup. I was going to mention it. You can move through it, but it counts as difficult terrain.

Drevoraz glides forward with deadly grace. Easily ducking past Justified polearm, he deals a wicked blow.

The bulbous toadman advanced and brings an crude wooden spear to bear against Moira.

Acro: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Attack vs Justified: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (10) + 13 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Attack vs Moira: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Confirm?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Map Updated. Everyone can act.

Wounded, Jutified steps back and tries to give as good as he got from the man.

Glave: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 191d10 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

I could use healing here. he says casually.

+10 damage with a scimitar? That is darn good. Is he some sort of dervish dancer?

Graythan's eyes flash as he summons a portion of Tyr's power to himself. He touches Justified's shoulder and The Even-handed's protective magics settle upon the injured man with a golden shimmer. With a glare, Graythan growls at Drevoraz, "Tyr's wrath take you, cur," as he slips behind Justified and takes up a better firing position at the north of the room.

Standard: cast divine shield on Justified: +2 deflection bonus to AC
Swift: invoke destruction judgement (+2 damage) on Drevoraz
Move: move to top of map

Some of us had a readied action. Do we get to attack first?

Moira unleashes her arrow at Drevoraz and then takes a 5 foot step back.
Short bow attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Arrow Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

6th level fighter with 20 strength.
@Moira:I'm not a big fan of readied actions outside of combat.
Savarend can post his round 2 action (Zanril appears to be MIA)

Does that mean he is two handing the scimitar?

Savarend closes [5-foot-step NW] and brings down his warhammer.

Target the one just below the blue rectangle.
warhammer 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 171d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

@Justified: I don't think so. I haven't converted his stat block from 3.5 to pure pathfinder, but if I did(and I kept all the shitty feats they gave him), one handing it would be +9 and two-handing it would be +11. I'm not sure where the extra +1 is coming from, but I can't be bothered to dig out my old books to find out.

Spitting blood, Davoraz inches towards the door (5'step). "Ya damned fools couldn't just have let things be. The fleet be knowin' about ya and Harliss will see me revenged."

Attack vs Savarend: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27
Damage: 1d6 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16
Iterative: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Attack vs Moira: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Everyone is up.

"I had been hoping for a little more earnest apology and an offer of compensation from you, Drevoraz. Violence here was your choice and, sorry for you, your death here will happen with Harliss' permission." Graythan punctuates his sentence by snapping off a shot from his crossbow. As the bolt slams into Drevoraz's shoulder, he draws a small, leathery pouch from his hip.

+1 hvy repeating xbow (point blank shot): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17for: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Standard: Shoot Big D
Free: Reload
Move: draw tanglefoot bag

No problem on the build. I am always looking for good light weapon builds and was wondering how he did it. Just wanted to copy. :)

Justified 5' steps to offer Moira a flank and readies to attack while motioning for Moira to step and attack. .You made an error killing the halfing Drevoraz. Had you shown remorse we would not have had to fight. But as it stands you are a simply a murderer of innocents.

I didn't kill the halfling! It was Drevoraz! Honest! =P

lol. Cut and paste error. Fixing now. :)

"I will not go down so easily, tusker!" Savarend swings his warhammer again.

Target Drevoraz
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Dice gods are not helping right now.

Moira takes advantage of her flanking position with Justified eyeing a particular vital spot. She aims for the half orc's lower back.
Attack, rapier, flanking: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 7 + 2 = 18
Damage, rapier, plus Sneak : 1d6 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (6) + 2 + (6, 5) = 19

Drevoraz let's out a gasp of pain and looks down to see a foot of fine steel poking out of his chest. His lips part in a gruesome blood filled smile as he falls limply to the floor.

The hideous frogman, seems little concerned about Drevoraz, and continues his assault against Moira:

Attack vs Moira: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17 but fails to strike the nimble thief.

Everyone is up

Not sure what the large blue rectangle is on the map. If its a table Justified climbs over it.

Circling around the frog-man Justified swings his weapon in an arc that is meant to trip the creature.

Trip: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24

The fight is over. Stay down! he says in common, hoping the strange creature can understand the common tongue.

@Justified - The blue rectangle are the hostages. Fanguar stated this in an earlier post. 'You can move through it, but it counts as difficult terrain'.

Moira modifies her position in order to flank the creature.
"This....'thing'...is not gonna give up."
Attack, Rapier, flanking: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 2 = 16
The rogue lunges forward, with sword arm out, but fails in piercing or touching the creature.

"Come on guys.....let's finish this."