GM Fuzzfoot's #6-01 Trial by Machine (Standard PFS) Tier 1-5 (Inactive)

Game Master PJP

Falshin can also make an attempt to Disable the trap if need be. Or, worse case scenario, I use telekinetic blast to smash the heck out of the archway. I'm thinking if there are any adamantine parts inside the robot... yank it out and Falshin can keep around extra bits of adamantine. You really can do some silly things with adamantine!

Puk fires an adamantine arrow at the robot!

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5

Crit Confirm?: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1 + 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 + (3) + 2 = 8

Puk fires an adamantine arrow at the robot!

[dice=Attack]1d20+6+1
[dice=Damage]1d4+1+1

[dice=Crit Confirm?]1d20+6+1
[dice=Damage]1d4+1+1+1d4+2

Why? He is already defeated. :/

Perhaps, but now he can put a boot on it and pose triumphantly, like that prankster Falstaff in Henry IV part I. Haha!

We will assume that Falshin destroys or disables the archway before you all start traipsing around, because otherwise it will suck for you.

The construct is made of metal and wires, but nothing specific you can note. The outer shell is similar in hue and touch to that of the red walls.

Through the archway, you find another room. Twice as wide as it is long, this large, oval chamber is illuminated with a murky radiance by dimly glowing overhead crystals. The room is bare of furnishings, just an open space with a dozen semicircular alcoves around the perimeter. Mechanical horrors identical to those outside occupy a number of these alcoves, but none of the automatons seem active, and some have even fallen over. A door stands in the center of the northern wall.

Just making sure. lol. Go through the door?

Previously on Trial by Machine:

*TWANG!* Agirran stares coolly at the gnome.

"So, like I was saying this seems a might serious for a training exercise." He says absently kicking the corpse. He hunkers down and searches the corpses while the little guy with the black knife breaks things. "I ain't been here before so maybe you know better but what with all the pillow traps and dye, I'm guessing they don't figure on folks gittin' kilt here."

"Huh? Doesn't last too long does it?" Agirran observes as returns to his original--merely beefy--size. "I 'spect the ladies don't appreciate that much."

Falshin looks around the room, taking note of all the terrible monstrosities around the room. Before going through the door, he takes a few moments to look around this room to make sure they hadn't missed anything. He also checks his companions for wounds. "Anyone in need of healing?"

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

As his comrades check the room itself, Sabni looks at the door for traps.

Perception for Traps: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Seoni casts Detect Magic in the room, looking for anything magical there.

Nothing in here, besides your own gear, of course, detects as magical.

Sabni does not detect any traps, either.

Sabni opens the door when the party is ready to move on.

Seoni follows Sabni...

A flight of metal stairs descends through a corridor sheathed in the same brick-red metal. The corridor seems in better repair than most, with no missing panels and functional overhead lighting. The stairs end at a door to the north, while two narrow arches open on either side of the hall.

Sabni proceeds down the stairs, checking the room to the right first. I'm assuming others are following behind.

"Let's check the way through the two narrow arches open on either side of the hall?", Seoni asks Sabni.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Falshin follows behind, down the stairwell. "Yes, we should check these arches before opening a closed door. Let me examine them closely for any signs of traps."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Puk dances forward. Looking around.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

The right archway leads to a barracks with two metal bunk beds and four footlockers. There were no apparent luxuries.

You then look to the right, and hear a woman's voice. "Stop right there if you don't want a bolt through your face! Who are you, and why did you create this death trap!" The room looks much like the first - basic barracks. But you catch a glimpse of 2 people in the far corner, hiding behind a bunk and aiming at you.

Falshin stops short at hearing the voice. "Stay your weapons, friends! We are not your enemies. We are Pathfinders, and we did not create this so-called 'death trap.' Some of our companions created an obstacle course with traps and riddles that we were supposed to accomplish. I am sorry for the death of your companions; however, we do not believe that metal man who killed them was part of the original course. Something clearly has gone amiss within this place. Will you lower your weapons and allow us to enter to parlay with you?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 Sigh...

The group's face steps forward. Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

"Go ahead and shoot. Weird little guy's always dancing everywhere-" And the venom he puts into the word would even put necromancers off the practice. "But that'll be the only shot you get. Get me? So why not put that pea-shooter So's we can talk all civil-like."

Agirran cracks his neck to punctuate the point.

Seoni pulls off the scroll of color spray and waits for her comrades' actions, standing prepared for an imminent battle.

As the woman starts to roll her eyes at Falshin's obvious lie, Agirran scares her enough that she drops her weapon and says "Fine! Whatever..." Her partner looks at her with a blank stare on his face.

Then he stands up, crossbow lowered, and says "Very well. Come and speak, but know that we will not go down easy."

The big Ulfen looks the woman up and down and is about to say something when someone (bravely) speaks up an stops him.

"So what are you guys going here?" Puk interrupts, "Kinda an odd place to be dont you think?"

Diplo take 10: 10 + 9 = 19

They are currently unfriendly... anyone wanna help out Puk to help change their attitude?

If i only had an aid!...

Dilpomacy Aid Puk: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Falshin steps up. "What we're the names of your companions? Perhaps we can help you with them."

"Well, their names don't really matter, since they are all dead. Well, except that supposed leader, Harlo the Tooth, who ran like a baby!"

They do seem to feel a bit safer, now, and come out from behind their hiding places. "Listen, this place, whatever it is, is not safe. Maybe we should stick together. Safety in numbers, right?"

If i only had an aid!...

You asked for it.

"Sounds reasonable."

I suppose. Just don't try to stab us in the back. Sabni states bluntly.

Falshin nods and agrees with the general consensus, though he seems more accepting of the bandits than the others. "How did you come to be here in this place?" He will examine them for injuries.

Heal: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

The girl is injured in numerous places, but the man appears to be intact. Falshin does note some odd tattoo's on the man, like occasional large lines the go down his face and neck.

"Harlo dragged us down here - said we were bound to find some decent loot that we could sell off."

"So, let's keep moving. You can talk while walking, right?", Seoni says, impatiently, wanting to leave soon that sinister place.

"Harlo dragged us down here - said we were bound to find some decent loot that we could sell off."

Sounds reasonable.

Falshin nods to the woman's words and notices her numerous wounds. "Seems Harlo picked the wrong time, unfortunately." He approaches the female with empty hands. "Here, let me handle those wounds of yours. If we are to travel the rest of this place together, we should all be at our best." If she allows him, Falshin will place his hands upon her shoulders and utilize his power of the aether to manipulate her into rapidly healing her wounds. Once finished he staggers slightly, a very visible sheen of sweat upon his brow. "There. That should help."

Kinetic Healer: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Using Kinetic Healer to take 1 Burn and 1 nonlethal damage to heal the female bandit.

Once they begin moving, Falshin notices the strange tattoos. Being a Varisian the young man has a great appreciation of that style of art. "Tell me... What are your names anyway? I am Falshin Korvaska." Assuming they provide their names. "Those are some interesting tattoos you have? I do not believe I have seen anything like them before? Where did you get them? What do they symbolize?"

The woman thanks you for your care. "My name's Shechera, and this is Meleren."

When asked about the tattoos, Merelen says "Unfortunately, I know not from where they came. I do not recall much of my past, so I have simply had these as long as I can recall."

You continue on from the barracks into the door at the bottom of the stairs.

The monotony of red steel ends in this octagonal chamber. Red metal looms in the background, but is accented by gleaming chrome panels and tables set against every wall. A round table stands upon a plinth in the center of the room. Bronze and brass levers and dials occupy all these surfaces, along with flat bits of glass, some lit, some dark. Beyond the central table, a wide red metal pillar with a door in its southern face stretches from floor to ceiling. More doors open off the south, east, and west walls.

"Let's check what have behind those doors?", Seoni suggests, pointing to the doors at south, east, and west walls.

Lots of interesting things in here. Let's look around first. Sabni enters and checks around the room.

If nothing is interesting, Sabni will open one of the doors.

Just to not to lose the habit...

Perception in the room: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Seoni casts Detect Magic through the room, looking for something magical.

"I suppose you lot already tossed the room?" He says asking Shechera. "How did Harlo hear about this place?"

perception: 1d20 ⇒ 3

"If you need more healing i have a wand." Puk volunteers.

As you enter the room, before you can explore, 4 smiling skeletal faces look up at you. They seem to be burning and electrified at the same time. Each seems to be wearing some sort of gauntlet on one hand.

They come towards you.

Round 1 (Bold may act)
Puk, Sabni, Falshin, Seoni
Skeletons (4)
Agirran

Free Action
Sabni tries to identify the creatures.
Knowledge (Religion?): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16 Want to know defenses like energy resistance or DR.

Standard Action
He lobs an energy ray at the first one he sees. Targeting green. Default element is acid, but if I get info otherwise I'll adjust accordingly.
Energy Ray Focus Power Attack (Touch Attack, Flatfooted?): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Energy Ray Focus Power Damage (Acid?): 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 6) + 1 = 11

Move Action
He moves into the fray to protect his allies.

Falshin flinches as he suddenly finds himself face-to-face with the strange skeletons. "Hey!" He immediately sends the adamantine dagger twirling from his belt at the nearby undead and then falling back a little.

Telekinetic Blast: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Standard Action - Telekinetic Blast on the Blue skeleton closest to Falshin. Move Action - Move to position on map.

Sabni and Falshin each quickly destroy one!

Seoni sent an orb of acid against the skeleton with the red gauntlet.

rgd touch atk; acid splash: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 31d3 ⇒ 3

"Has anyone here ever seen anything like these creatures before?"

Plasma skeletons. Don't use electricity or fire, and bludgeoning weapons work best!

Puk cracks a joke starting his performance!

Inspire courage.

Puk starts cracking jokes, which bolsters everyone's spirits.

As Sabni zaps the first one with a ray of acid, it shutters and explodes! (green gone) Then he moves toward the others.

Then Falshin sends his dagger flying (at blue), blasting through it, causing it to also explode!

@Sabni - since you would have witnessed the explosion of green before you moved, I am assuming you would not get immediately next to one of the others, so pulled you back 5' to avoid damage from that explosion. However, if you wish to stick with that move, you may...

Seoni, thrown off by the exploding skeletons, misses with her attack.

One of the freakish looking undead comes right at Sabni, reaching out to hit him with a gauntlet-covered bony hand. Luckily, he slips on bits of his recently exploded companion, and misses.
The last remaining one follows suit, and attacks Sabni as well, having similar luck.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Round 1 (Bold may act)
Agirran

Round 2 (Bold may act)
Puk, Sabni, Falshin, Seoni
Plasma Skeletons (2)