GM.Kashka's 7-07 Trouble in Tamran (Inactive)

Game Master Andrew Torgerud

Poncho will have his whip in one hand and his maracas in the other as the group approaches the fort.

En Route to Fort Ursoss, Prizm tells what he knows of the fort:

"Fort Ursoss was originally built almost a thousand years ago during the Shining Crusade, although only the basement level of the original fort remains. The Molthuni army rebuilt and restored the surface structures of the fort shortly after declaring independence from Cheliax. When Nirmathas in turn rebelled against Molthune, Nirmathi guerilla fighters set fire to the fort rather than allow it to fall into Molthuni hands."

As the you approach Fort Ursoss, Guaril Karela explains that many of the old forts in the area possess hidden escape routes, and suggests the PCs scout the area surrounding the fort before proceeding inside.

Scorch marks mar the stones of this dilapidated keep. Vegetation hangs loosely from holes in the partially collapsed ceiling, and the floor is sunken and cracked in several places. A charred wooden door lies on the ground in front of an archway leading west. To the north, a stone trap door peeks out from behind a pile of rubble.

The party enters to find two ghostly soldiers, reminiscent of the shining crusade, along with about a dozen other soldiers standing at attention. one of the officers speaks "Begone! Before you suffer the ancient curses birthed from the belly of the Lich King!"

"Oh my sentient undead.... " whispers Prizm.

Kn. Religion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Kn. History: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Kn. Nobility: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Shifting uncomfortably "We mean you know harm! We are merely trying to find out who has been taking the supplies from the nearly city!"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Zavra jumps to the ready, quick on her feet and a bomb in her hand, then considers for a moment, "the Shining Crusand hasn't been here since long before the Muthani rebuilt this keep and were later driven off. If these guys have been here since long before, they obviously weren't much of a hassle to later occupants. More likely, this is some kind of trick."

She lowers her bomb, but stays at the ready as she scrutinizes the surrounding area with more attention to detail.

Listening to Zarva, as he just interacted with the undead Prizm keens his gnomish eyes toward an illusion.

Bert runs around in a panic and starts squawking causing quite a ruckus!

"bert bert bert bert bert!"

Prizm waggles his fingers and speaks in a squeaky voice.

صورة صامتة

Upon completing his spell, a giant swamp snake slithers in from the east and rears up threatening the group of seemingly dead men.

"Oh my!!" says the gnome with a start pointing over at the snake in alarm.

Bluff: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Initiative round one Bold may act
Poncho
Gm1
Gm2
Prizm
Okzat
Bert
Zavra
Fhlangorn
Augusta

Poncho feverishly shakes his maracas, permeating the air with Latin rhythms.

Move action activate bardic performance

Bardic performance is a move action at 7th level.

The red Ghostly Officer starts chanting from a scroll.

The Blue Ghostly officer casts a spell.

The vines around Zavra coil around her. reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 but do not ensnare her. The officer moves behind the rubble.

Activ Party Conditions
Inspire Courage +1

Initiative round one Bold may act
Poncho
Gm1 chanting
Gm2
Prizm
Okzat
Bert
Zavra
Fhlangorn
Augusta

Zavra grits her teeth as the ghosts begin to take action, jumping to the ready. She nimbly dodges away from the rope, taking a 5' step forward to the side of Flangohn. Still unsure of the legion of ghostly warriors, she targets her bomb for the space in front of the ghost in the process of casting a spell, looking to splash him, and several of his supporters.

Bomb: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 22
Splash (DC 16): 1 + 5 + 1 + 1 = 8

Prizm calls out "There are only two elves that are threatening us."

The gnome points at both offenders. Pulling his wand out and aiming it at the nearest elf he chides "I love illusion magic, it's unfortunate that yours wasn't better...."

concentration on illusion ceases.. it will continue for 2 more rounds

Wand of Magic Missiles on red: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Meanwhile the snake winds thru the stone and threatens the other elf.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Prizm calls out "There are only two elves that are threatening us."

Prizm does not say this. The most he can say is "the officer on the left is just an elf! Illusion magic is at work!"

Augusta moves 4 squares forward and attacks red with her hammer.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 91d12 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Fhlangorn looks confused.

which figure is Prizm pointing at?

Fhlangorn charges straight ahead and swings his ephemeral axe.

Ectoplasmic Lash: 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 16
Damage: 2d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1, 1) + 4 + 1 = 7

If Fhlangorn makes his will save, he will charge the elf

Derp. I'll just shake my maracas faster.

Okzat heads towards the first available baddy, pulls his beloved Katana, and swings.

Katana, PA, IC: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 - 1 = 14

Dmg: 1d8 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 3 = 13

Will: 1d20 ⇒ 15

@Zavra - Throwing a splash weapon at the ground targets a grid intersection - the splash cannot hit both the officer and and the row of soldiers.

The officer is splashed by the exploding bomb.
reflex dc16: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

concentration: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

The magic missiles follow the bomb.

concentration: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18

Between the two, the chanting stops with an "ugh!"

@Augusta - there are a row of soldiers in front of "red" blocking your path, as well as a giant snake near him. Since Augusta does not tumble well, i'm gonna point that to a soldier.

Augusta charges forward at the nearest soldier but misses him.
will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Augusta sees the row of soldiers go translucent, and angrily informs the party "these 9 are fake! Concentrate on the back two and the snake!"

@Fhlangorn - basics on illusion magic - you need to "interact" with an illusion to get a save or study it (which is a move action).
Fhlangorn also charges the nearest of the enemy soldiers, and believes he hit one for some damage. +4 on spoiler save still fails

Okzat also joins the frey with the soldiers, slicing through one.... and sees the row appear translucent.

Activ Party Conditions
Inspire Courage +1

Initiative round one Bold may act
Poncho
Gm1 -10hp
Gm2
Prizm
Okzat
Bert
Zavra
Fhlangorn
Augusta

makes sense Poncho

Poncho attempts to step through the row of soldiers, but can't overcome his certainty they are real.

Just as Poncho is stopped and looks to fight the soldiers, the spell ends and they all disappear.

Wary of the snake....

poncho will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Fhlangorn will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
augusta will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

poncho will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Fhlangorn will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
augusta will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Poncho and Fhlangorn avert their eyes as a rainbow of colors fly at them. Augusta is not so lucky as she falls unconcious. Poncho and Fhlangorn now see through the ghostly disguise at the elf in front of them... who 5 foot steps back.

The other officer comes around the corner with a wand, and fires a magic missile at Prizm.
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
"My snake will devour you!

Active Party Conditions
Inspire Courage +1

Initiative round two Bold may act
Poncho
Gm1 -10hp
Gm2
Prizm -3hp
Okzat
Bert
Zavra
Fhlangorn
Augusta unconcious

Okzat growls furiously, embarrassed he was duped. He charges the ghostly officer.

Katana, PA, IC, Charge: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 5 - 1 + 1 + 2 = 12
Damage, PA, IC: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 18

Will vs Illusion: 1d20 + 0 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 0 + 4 = 16

Fhlangorn gargles madly as he realizes the illusion and moves forward to strike at the Elf.

Better move away from that snake though. He looks nasty!

Ectoplasmic Lash: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 = 18
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 6) + 4 = 12

Fhlangorn slaughters the creature. The illusion disappearing before the elf's body hits the ground.

Zavra looks relieved as the hoard of ghosts fades away and the elf drops to the ground. She glances around the field, looking for a good perspective from which to continue to press her attack. Moving up near Okzat, she lobs a bomb past the imposing snake to splash the other officer.

Bomb: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 16
Splash: 1 + 5 + 1 + 1 = 8

ref: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
zavra will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

The ghost takes the brunt of the splash damage... and Zavra sees the elf behind the facade.

Prizm mocks the ghost again and fires his wand at her damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 dropping her unconcious.

Fight over!

Augusta wakes after a couple minutes. The loot of note includes:
2 spell books i'll put in discussion thread later
2 scroll of mage armor
Wand of unseen servant (10 chgs)
6 alchemists fire
4 thunderstones
2 potions clw
Scroll of summon monster 2
Wand of magic missiles (9 charges)

Party status:
Poncho
Prizm -3hp
Okzat
Bert
Zavra
Fhlangorn
Augusta

i will storytell a bit tonight - i need a single file marching order please.

Fhlangorn can be 2nd or 3rd

"What a marvelous treat to encounter illusion magic! I would love to see if their book has anything fun."

Looking around the gnome chirps "Let's explore!"

Prizm happily goes about doing just that.

"Well, that was odd... But it does probably mean we are on the right track!". Zavra digs through the loot in interest, tucking aside a couple alchemist fires and a thunderstone, and taking a few moments to page through a spell book before tucking it aside for further perusal.

She takes up position near the back of the group, while Augusta eagerly steps to the lead.

Poncho will pocket one of the CLW potions and the scroll of summon monster II.

Place Poncho 3rd or 4th in the order, please.

The party loots the elves, and enters through the stone trap door. They travel down the stairs to a stone landing, with one exit to the south, and a blocked passage to the West.

The next room is a muddy mess. A large mud puddle sits to the northwest, and some various animal footprints appear scattered around the room - Prizm thinks they belong to a Badger and a Weasel.

The party passes by an empty disgusting barracks. Fhlangorn and Poncho take a quick look, avoiding the mold covered walls.

"Now this is a classic adventuring dungeon! Dirty old ruins with underground catacombs, inhabited by monsters and evil villains!" Zavra seems amazed to be involved. She drops her bag on the ground briefly as she quaffs an elixer of Ant Haul, then comfortably lifts the heavy pack and straps it to her back. Catching up with the rest of the group, she pulls another vial, ready to drink a Reduce Person elixer if they hear or see anything menacing.

At the next intersection, the party looks to the north and sees a small armory, in a half collapsed room. To the West...

Rolled up straw mats lie in a pile against the western wall of this room, leaving the damp earthen floor exposed. The walls appear freshly cleaned, though they are still speckled with stray flecks of moss and mold. Open cages line the southern wall of the room, and the air is rich with the smell of recently shifted earth. Archways lead to the north and to the east.

When the party enters the room, a beastly woman spits at them, cracks her knuckles, and smiles confidently, revealing a row of canine teeth. “Welcome, Pathfinders. I take it you aren’t interested in surrendering without a fight?”

Zavra drinks her potion as Cetenna speaks.

The woman moves forward at Augusta, and surprises her with a leg swipe.

trip: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Dropping Augusta Prone.

Party Conditions

Initiative Round One Bold may Act
Cetenna
Zavra reduce person
Augusta prone
Gm2
Gm3
Okzat
Poncho
Fhlangorn
Prizm
Bert

Augusta stands up, 5 foot steps, and attacks.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 211d12 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Suddenly shorter and more nimble, Zavra breezes past her allies, ready to act. As she gets to Fhlangorn she stops, seeing Augusta already backing away.

Are the objects to the south impeding movement? If not, I will step into the room in the SE corner. If so, I will stop, briefly squeezing with the dwarf. Regardless...

She sees the source of the taunting and quickly muffles her monologue with a vial of alchemists fire at her feet, hoping to drive the woman back from the entrance.

Alchemists Fire(floor intersection in front of enemy): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 1 = 24
Splash(DC16): 1 + 5 + 1 = 7

Augusta stands, provoking an aoo
claw: 1d20 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 4 = 18
damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
And connects for a good slice, but Augusta returns the favor and hits her back hard.

Zavra attempts to move up, but sees a cage of weasels where he wants to go... he stops short and throws over the heads of his allies and hits his target.
ref: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

But doesn't deal full damage.

Prizm feels a rumbling as a big badger burrows out of the ground near him, snarling angrily!

From out of the cages come a horde of tiny weasels, and two large ones straight for Augusta and Okzat!
bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19 hit
damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
grab: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

The first bites hard and latches on with its teeth!

bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22 hit
damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
grab: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Okzat is also bitten but not latched on to.

Augusta feels a little weaker as the weasel drains her blood.
con damage: 1d2 ⇒ 2

Poncho starts inspiring courage.

Party Conditions
Inspire courage +1

Initiative Round One Bold may Act
Cetenna -16hp
Zavra reduce person
Augusta -15hp, -2con
Badger
Weasels orange grappled
Okzat -5hp
Poncho
Fhlangorn
Prizm
Bert

Okzat takes a step past the creature that bit him, looking to attack a target more worth his effort.

Katana, power attack, IC: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 24
Damage, PA, IC: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 16

Confirm, PA, IC: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 10
Damage, PA, IC: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 15

Okzat steps forward and finishes what Augusta started.

Party Conditions
Inspire courage +1

Initiative Round One Bold may Act
Zavra reduce person
Augusta -15hp, -2con
Badger
Weasels orange grappled
Okzat -5hp
Poncho
Fhlangorn
Prizm
Bert

Prizm moves away from the badger attempting to dodge out of the way.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

As the badger bites him the gnome squeaks "Ouch!!"

As he moves away he watches bert move back and nods at his companion.

Ranged Touch at the Badger for blinding ray, courage: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

The badger bites at Prizm
bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Prizm missed.

Fhlangorn moves up and screams viscerally, "Leave my little friend alone! I'm gonna out badger you!"

Ectoplasmic Lash: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 = 12
Damage: 2d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6, 4) + 4 + 1 = 15

my bad - didnt realize i didnt push round two

Fhlangorn misses.

Party Conditions
Inspire courage +1

Initiative Round One Bold may Act
Zavra reduce person
Augusta -15hp, -2con
Badger
Weasels orange grappled
Okzat -5hp
Poncho
Fhlangorn
Prizm -4hp
Bert

Seeing that Augusta is in trouble, Zavra tries to eliminate the weasels.

Moving back down the hallway, behind Fhlangorn. Triggering an AOO if the Badger has Combat Reflexes. Tossing an alchemist fire 25 ft to splash the weasels from the back. Just noticed, only bombs provide the reflex save for half dmg. I will assume the last one was a bomb, this one will not provide a save.

Alchemist Fire: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 19
Splash Dmg: 1 + 5 + 1 + 1 = 8

Augusta yanks and pulls at the weasels as they are splattered in alchemist fire - the entire family that didnt burn alive flee away from the party.

The badger does not swipe at Zavra when she moves by, but it does attack Fhlangorn.

bite: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
bite confirm: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
additional damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
claw: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 miss
damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Fhlangorn is hurt but on his feet.

Party Conditions
Inspire courage +1

Initiative Round Two-Three Bold may Act
Zavra reduce person
Augusta -15hp, -2con
Badger
Okzat -5hp
Poncho
Fhlangorn -9hp
Prizm -4hp
Bert

Waving his arcane branch at the badger Prizm frowns and says "pew"

Wand of Magic Missles: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Poncho maintains his performance but drops his whip. He shifts toward Augusta, produces a wand and casts a spell on her.

clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Satisfied that the threat against Augusta has passed, Zavra turns her attention to Fhlangorn and his adversary. Not finding a clear line of attack, she pulls a wand to heal the dwarf instead.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

geezus crimeny!

Fhlangorn swings wildly at the beast!

"Give me back my blood!"

Ectoplasmic Lash: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 1 = 22
damage: 2d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2, 4) + 4 + 1 = 11

"Hay-Ya!"

"Hey, thanks Zavra!"