GMG's PbP: Solstice Scar (Standard 3-4) (Inactive)

Game Master Magabeus

Wei moves up on the dog, going around the bear into flank and strikes

to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 14
dmg if hits: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6

Gill strikes out, this time with a pair of quick, rapid punches.

"One.. two.."

Flurry of blows: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Flurry of blows: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Draklor continues his discourse about how great Irori is, all the while moving forward and drawing his whip. In what is likely a fruitless effort, he attempts to wrap his weapon around the remaining dog's legs, trying to yank it off balance before it can react.

Trip, IC: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Yeah, I didn't really think that would work, but I don't do much else in combat. Inspire Courage, Round 2.

Hmaith strikes out at the orange-collared dog then uses another wave of favor from the Inheritor to knit his fresh wounds.

"We must overcome this obstacle and hurry on!"

Despite all the attempts the last dog manages to evade all attacks and bites back at Hamith. The paladin is able to dodge the bite!

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Trip: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Initiative
Inspire Courage active +1 to hit and damage
Malik
Draklor
Thoril
Wei Tchak
Hamith 25/38 hp
Mun of Ashava
Selune
Gill
- - -
Dog orange
- - -

Bold can act

Sorry for the short post, it was a long day

Tchak takes another whack at the dog.

to hit: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 14
dmg if hits: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 = 9

but even with the advantage of flank, he can see the adorable pup the dog once was in his warm brown eyes and he can't seem to summon up the heart to harm the cute puppy.

Draklor prepares to stop his preaching and repeats his maneuver...

Trip, IC: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

...to what he hopes is a bit more success.

Inspire Courage, Round 3. It's likely going to be a long night at the museum, so I'm ceasing performance after this round.

Thoril will swing at the last dog and then stop raging power attack

atk: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

dmg: 3d6 + 18 ⇒ (3, 4, 1) + 18 = 26

crit confirm: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

crit dmg: 6d6 + 36 ⇒ (5, 5, 1, 2, 3, 3) + 36 = 55

omg!... roadkill!

the dmg should be plus 20 not 18...

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Slash!

Where Thack took pity on the dog, Thoril has no such thoughts. He quickly dismembers the animal, blood splattering everywhere!

You move on towards the stairs. Under a sign that reads “The Shining Armory,” priceless Shining Crusade artifacts displayed on pedestals creak and move by some unseen force. Eerie light seems to dart between the objects while the din of a raging battle echoes throughout the chamber. The central feature is a low, artificial hill atop which stand two stuffed owlbears surrounded by shattered undead foes. Each of the beasts wears chainmail barding and an orange-and-black caparison depicting a stylized owlbear. A dead man dressed in furs lies on the floor before a suit of fullplate armor. Two banners detach from the ceiling and lazily float down to just above ground levels, hovering there...

Initiative
Knowledge (Arcana) to identify
Mun of Ashava
Gill
Thoril
- - -
Blue
- - -
Draklor
Hamith
- - -
Red
- - -
Malik
Wei Tchak
Selune (companion)

kn arcane: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Looking at the animated objects, Malik offers a crooked smile, and mutters "Death by living flags and banners. That's a new one." under his breath.

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22 (additional +1 if related to elves)
(Would like to know about weaknesses and immunities, if that's high enough to get more info)

Mūn commands Selûne to be on the defense. "আমাকে রক্ষা করুন, সেলুন"

He grasps the silver ornament hanging at his neck, a stylized symbol of the moon that he believes focuses Ashava's divine energies. Murmuring additional words in Elven, he draws on divine power to protect both he and Selûne. "আশ্বা, তোমার সাহায্য দরকার; মন্দ প্রভাব থেকে আমাকে এবং আমার সঙ্গী রক্ষা করুন"

He then steps forward, longspear still at the ready.

Selûne seems to be confused by the floating banners, and is unable to figure out what or how to defend Mūn from them; the bear stays put.

Gill squints as the banners descend and seem to challenge them.

"Hey! What's the big idea!?"

He holds up two bare fists.

"Can't say it's the first time though. I once fought a buncha posters for Micky the Ox outside a bar once! I had a lotta drinks that night. They weren't animated or nothing. Man, I hated that guy."

Gill takes a few steps forward and follows it with a few practice swings before he starts coughing.

Gill will step and and make himself a desirable target for attacking. Total defense. If they look like they might have reach, Gill will provoke the AoOs to close to melee.

Total D AC: 28. Vs AoOs: 34

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

"Relax, you aren't dying on my watch if I can help it," Draklor responds to Malik as he ponders these strange objects.

Thoril is totally confused right now and waits to see what happens

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★★★OVERSEER ANNOUNCEMENT★★★

A high-pitched buzz pervades the museum, rising in frequency to the point of being inaudible. A moment later, a rolling boom echoes through the museum like thunder, and the glowing wards around the museum begin to fade.

@Table GMs: The “Failing Wards” condition on page 9 is now in effect.

The group quickly share their information: these are animated flags, neutral constructs that have absorbed psychic energy during the Crusades. Unlike most animated objects, a Shining Crusade banner has no hardness. Furthermore, its attacks deal nonlethal damage. A Shining Crusade banner is haunted by a spirit, it takes damage from positive energy as if it were an undead creature.

Mun, I assume you did not cast your protection from evil, knowing that these are neutral objects

Gill, you did not move your token, given your post I assumed you moved up to red

Gill moves up to the nearest banner, which tries to envelop when he closes yes, they have reach. Gill easily evades the banner. Mun is attacked by the other one, but that one also misses.

Initiative
Draklor
Hamith
- - -
Red
- - -
Malik
Wei Tchak
Selune (companion)
Mun of Ashava
Gill
Thoril
- - -
Blue
- - -

"Not much I can do against these things, especially in an effort to conserve resources," Draklor says uneasily. "You guys can deal with a few flags easily, though."

Delaying. I'll come out if someone needs healing or they prove harder to hit than expected.

Yes, no Protection from Evil. We'll go with Divine Favor instead, still with improved spell sharing (5 rds each, total).

This post is also a little early, but I want to get it up while I'm online. Blue acts after Mūn, so nothing significant should change what Mūn does.
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Mūn raises his spear to strike at the banners, clearly hesitant, but striking nonetheless. Such a shame to ruin these artifacts, but it has to be done; we have to get past them! "সেলুন, আসো! ব্যানার আক্রমণ; এটি সম্পন্ন করা হয়েছে!"

Selûne tilts her head, still somewhat confused about attacking the banner, but finally at least comprehending that this is what Mūn really wants. The bear moves up next to her master and bites at the floating banner.

Hamith moves up beside Gil and attempts to bring his greatsword down onto the creature.

Thoril will base the blue and attack

atk: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

dmg: 2d6 + 9 ⇒ (3, 6) + 9 = 18

crit confirm: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

crit dmg: 4d6 + 18 ⇒ (3, 2, 6, 1) + 18 = 30

With a powerful swing, thoril is able to cut part of the "creature"

Ah yes, thanks for moving my token forward!

Hamith makes use of the distraction provided by Gill and moves up to the red banner. He brings down his sword and causes a big tear in the fabric. The banner reacts by trying to smother the paladin within the banner's folds, but misses.

Mun pierces the blue banner. Selune moves quicker than the banner and manages to duck under it's swing. The bear savages the banner and then Thoril comes in and finishes the destruction of the blue relic.

Initiative
Draklor
Malik
Wei Tchak
Gill
Hamith
- - -
Red -16
- - -
Thoril
Selune (companion)
Mun of Ashava

Upstairs or outside after this fight?

upstairs

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Gill circles about like a predator circling prey, taking up a fighting stance on the far side of the red banner from Hamith.

Provoking. AC Vs AoOs: 27

The old boxer then strikes out, trying to wrap his hands around the banner and tear it asunder.

Punch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22 for 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Gill punches the ancient fabric. The wornout banner does not have the flexibility to absorb the blow and a sagging bulge remains visible when Gill pulls his fist back.

Red damage: 21 hp

Hamith tries to end the creature with one last blow.

I vote upstairs.

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Hamith slashes the banner in two equal parts! You move upstairs and want to investigate the offices in the tower, only to find that they are magically locked. Mun finds out that these wards are weakening and that it is only a manner of minutes before they are fully gone, so you decide to wait.

The overseer is about to move us to the next phase, so we are in a holding pattern for now, you can position yourself on the stairs (door at the left side)

Thoril will take 1 of the 2 front squares. I am at work and not on pc so i cant move lf yet

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Done

Given he's a little "tanky", Gilloro will grab the 2nd.

Draklor takes his place on the staircase, closer to the back for his own protection, but not out of the action entirely. Seeing a fellow agent separated from their own, different group, the kitsune prepares to call in a favor. "If, well, when a fight breaks out, please power us up," he mutters. "And tell Hal I said hello."

I'll plan to use our aid token in the next combat, I'm trying to conserve my performance. Is there an action to activate the token?

It is a free action to use an aid token, as it represents calling another agent's aid.

Tchak moves forward and takes his place on the stairs right behind the frontliners... Expecting more trouble, he stands with his blade drawn. "Flying banners? What's next? animated suits of armor? This is a very odd place."

Gill claimed the 2nd of the two front squares, so I moved most of the group back one square to make room for him up front. Mūn and Selûne are taking the rear guard position so as to stay adjacent to each other.

"Just a minute now and these wards will be down; I can feel their power ebbing. I hope that their work is more in keeping us out right now, than in keeping something dangerous in. Be on your guards nonetheless!"

★★★OVERSEER ANNOUNCEMENT★★★

After a loud crack and a ripple of arcane energy, silence falls across the museum as the construct guards freeze in place and haunted relics drop to the ground. Nigel’s voice rings out, magically projected throughout the museum: “We’ve disabled the magical security measures. Since we haven’t found the thieves yet, they must be hiding in my third-story study. Please subdue them; they have much to answer for!”

Nigel Aldain’s announcement echoes through a museum littered with shattered clockwork and toppled exhibits. There’s no question that the Pathfinders have quelled the building’s defenses, and perhaps the peaceful silence will set whoever hides on the third floor at ease.

@Table GMs: Please begin Part C on page 14, but stop before reaching Part 2. Also, the Peace in the Museum condition on page 16 is in effect.

Tchak, presumably with the others, runs up the stairs to the third level of the museum... not changing the marching order, just getting us moving after the overseer announcement

You quickly open the door to the third-floor study.

The mahogany walls and domed, plaster ceiling both show signs of heavy damage. Most of the luxurious furniture and the crystal chandelier are intact. The contents of cabinets and bookcases lie strewn about the floor. A small wooden panel near the door hangs open, revealing an arcane sigil covered in scorch marks.

A Kellid woman dressed in furs with intricate scars all over her body steps forward. She holds a hand up and says, “Stay back. We are members of the Twinhorn following, and we have only come to retrieve what was stolen from us.”

A towering figure steps forward; his translucent red form is that of a man clad in heavy armor and wielding twin warhammers. “Medda, they must be in league with the thieves; they should die for crossing us.” The man’s voice sounds hollow and unnaturally loud, and as he speaks, the chandelier glows with a dull light.

The woman, Medda, puts a hand on the figure’s arm and says, “Maybe we should give them a chance to explain themselves, Anok.”

Tchak looks fascinated with the translucent form, not clear on what he is. It takes him a few moments to realize there was a chance to avoid hostilities here. "I am Tchak. and I am not a thief, nor in league with any that I know of. I came here to help quell chaos in this museum... animated and haunted relics fighting each other. This is not normal for this place apparently. But back to why you are here. Will or can you elaborate - what was stolen from you? Perhaps we can help you to get it back?"

Hamith sheathes his greatsword and moves up past his companions, his gauntleted hands splayed and open in a peaceful gesture.

”My name is Hamith Caid, paladin of the Inheritor. We are from the Pathfinder Society, and as my companion has stated, we are here to stop whatever is causing these disturbances. We mean you no harm if you are not the ones responsible for this. Sorry for my ignorance, but what is this Twinhorn Following?”

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24

Medda responds, “We are from the northern lands—the Realm of the Mammoth Lords to you southerners. Our following, or tribe, has been searching for our stolen heritage for months, that was stolen by these Blakros." Medda retrieves a bundle of bloody bandages, then unwraps it to reveal a dagger hilt with only the fragment of a black blade. “It belonged to Ivvora, a champion of Vildeis who vanquished the great black evil from our land over 900 years ago. We kept it safe until the Blakros agents stole it three months ago.”

"They stole it?" Draklor repeats, a bit ruffled. "I knew they had some shady business practices, but I was under the impression it was more overpricing and the like than outright theft. You should keep it, then. What's yours is yours."

Gill narrows his eyes at the woman and her translucent red companion.

"You some sorta trainer? That yer fighter? Looks like he's be good fer the full championship distance."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Shrugging, he gestures towards the hilt.

"And what do I care if you take yer weapon back? Best weapon though is a pair of these..."

He holds up his fists, a quaint, non-threatening gesture from the elderly statesman.

"Ain't noone takin' 'em from ya."

Tchak nods when he sees the weapon, and his beak opens slightly in wonder at the sight of the black piece of blade, wondering if it is like his own. "I agree, what is yours should never have been taken from you. It was wrong. Keep it and take it home... Finding something so small in this crazy place must not have been easy. I'm glad you found it."