GM Kiora's Wrath of the Righteous

Game Master Kiora Atua

healing with immaculate hands: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 3) + 1 = 9

Defense
**+3 dodge AC vs first attack at her, she gets AoO if foe misses.

***uncanny dodge
Saves:
CMD:

153/175 hp
0/40 delayed damage pool

Offense
Reach: 10 (15 for AoO)
Precogniscient smite: +2insight hit/dg

Points
7/19 ki (spell points)
11/11 mythic
1/1 m.foc.
4/4 AoO

Others
Senses: 35’ blindsight, blindfolded oracle, battlefield sense.
Immaculate hands (2 essence) (mercy: fatigued)

4d4 ⇒ (4, 1, 4, 2) = 11

Sana squats down to pick up the note. She flips it over and reads it. It is a formal Mendevian document - Sana recognizes the stamps being used as from the capital, Nerosyan - which declares an approved warrant for the arrest of a "Dehliana Vought" for multiple accounts of fraud - falsehood regarding divination services.

Hinagiku attempts to heal Kellvar, but finds that his body is cold and lifeless to the touch.

Ehren charges down the hallway at the ghost, but it ducks back into the wall at the last second. He punches the wall instead, with a loud and heavy crashing sound.

He sees it emerge out of his reach and drift across the room through the closed door.

You hear a loud crashing sound. Maybe the ghost was up to throwing furniture again?

"Indeed, a pleasure," says the Chelish woman, though her tone is rather hollow. "Very well."

Annavinia's eyes widen when she hears the loud crash. Her face whitens and she whispers, urgently, "What was that sound just then?"

Meanwhile, Fenton watches as the small group of Crusaders attempt to beat down the door, or pry open the shutters on the windows. He crosses his arms and frowns. "I guess whatever Ms. Li'an tried to do didn't work. Anyhow, I hear there are three floors in this place. Maybe we should start looking around the first floor, like Captain Myrna told us to?" he asks, turning to Lann.

Nordvick stands nearby, waiting for Unafe to finish praying. Once she is done, he hands her the ledger. "Yea, I think I see everyone on this ledger."

Nordvick perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (16) - 1 = 15

Room 1A: Annavinia Narikopolus
Room 1B: (Blank)
Room 1C: Dehliana Vought
Room 1D: Kellvar Samuelsson

Room 2A: (Blank)
Room 2B: Fenton Bootblack
Room 2C: Antinanco Albertson
Room 2D: Surendra Zuñiga

Myrna looks around the small room for anything that stands out. She finds that there is a loose floorboard underneath the bed.

Myrna walks over to the bed and opens the floorboard. She pulls out a large burlap sack that has been rolled up neatly and tied like a bedroll.

Perception: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (2) + 24 = 26

Sana searches the room for the weapon as well as for hidey-holes/secret doors. Illumination rises to 26.

Pulling his fist away from the wall, Ehren watches as the ghost floats out of his reach, into one of the nearby rooms. He frowns, wondering whether they were unwilling to answer the questions asked of them before, or simply unable to. "I'm going to follow this other ghost, it went into one of the other rooms."

Stomping over to the door, the earth elemental attempts to awkwardly manipulate the small doorknob with his stony hand, opening it if it is unlocked. Otherwise, he attempts to be a bit more persuasive, attempting to break it open with his shoulder.

Strength Check (if needed): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Finally moving from the area where he had been standing guard, the underfolk steps away from the larger group of crusaders, not entirely sure of what he is looking for. Apart from it being something out of the ordinary, obviously. Beckoning for Fenton's assistance, he peers into every nook and cranny he can find - anywhere that someone might hide something illicit or suspicious.

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (6) + 13 = 19

Lann and Fenton start looking around the common area for anything that seems untoward. The walls are covered with shelves that boast an eclectic mix of items - some artistic, some functional, and some simply bizarre. This makes this task rather time-consuming, albeit entertaining.

Nordvick thinks back to the previous conversation. "He asked for a room, put two women down as his lodge-mates, an' said he didn't want anyone disturbin' him. He asked for something quick for dinner, didn't want tae wait for the boar."

Sana starts looking around the room, not seeing anything obvious on first glance, but it takes longer than mere seconds to really look around at things. While she is still looking, Hinagiku exits the room and heads towards where she last saw the others.

Both women can hear a faint wailing noise come from further down the hallway. It sounds like a woman.

Ehren rams his shoulder into the door, and easily breaks it open (the door was not particularly sturdy or anything). This room is another bedoom, containing a cot, a wooden writing desk stacked with papers, and a leather-bound book. The stone chimney column built into the wall provides pleasant, radiant warmth and light.

Unfortunately that is all that is pleasant about this room. There is spattered blood on the floor and walls, and a bloodied axe leans against the bedframe. In the middle of the room, the female ghost stands. She paces in the room, her eyes affixed on the bed, so she doesn't even notice Ehren's entry at first. Slowly, she turns to face the archdruid, then starts to wail loudly, clawing at her face with both hands.

Annavinia seems like she's about to follow, then, a loud wailing noise echoes down the hallway. It seems far away, but all the same, the woman takes a shaking step back. "I c-c-can't," she stammers out.

Ehren remains on his guard, but assuming the ghost does not begin attacking right away, he directs his attention to the room itself. Approaching the bed, he begins to inspect it up close, moving the covers and axe if need be.

Perception (Heightened Awareness, Surge): 1d20 + 17 + 2 + 1d8 ⇒ (7) + 17 + 2 + (7) = 33 Using a mythic surge if it would be needed to notice anything hidden.

Sana activates ghost form as a swift action, then double moves with stealth through the southernmost room(s), before swooping back up to the north and through the rooms she'd traveled through before. She takes 10 on her stealth and moves at half speed for DC 36 (she chooses to make no noise while incorporeal for now). She gains another illumination (27). 3 Ghost rounds remain.

Ehren walks over to the bed, and finds that there is a large burlap sack hidden beneath of it. The ghost backs away from him as he approaches, then turns and flies through the northern wall.

Before the Archdruid can investigate the sack, however, he can hear screaming from somewhere else down the hall.

Sana becomes incorporeal and sweeps through the rooms, keeping to the surface level of objects, walls, and floors to remain invisible to the eye.

She first passes through an utter bloodbath of a room, moving past Ehren as he moves towards the bed, seemingly fixated on something. She then moves northwards, going through another room, which is small and neatly kept and mostly nondescript. She sees Myrna in this room, who is pulling out a rolled up piece of burlap sack from a hidden floorboard.

Sana then heads northwards into the final room, which appears to be empty. It is almost identical to the room Sana was just in before. There is a sturdy wooden chest for storing personal belongings, a porcelain wash basin and mirror, and a feather bed piled high with quilts.

Sana can then hear muffled screaming through the door. It's a woman.

The soldiers immediately erupt into agitated arguing over the news of Kellvar's murder. The different groups seem to be of different minds - some wish to immediately head out in a larger group and investigate, and others want to remain in the common room right here.

Fenton decides to remain focused on his task of looking for anything unusual in the common room.

Annavinia's mind is made up when the female ghost abruptly appears through the opposite wall in her room. The Chelish noble takes one look at her and starts screaming. She shoves her way past Li'an and runs out into the hallway, headed for the stairs.

Myrna unrolls the sack and sticks her arm in it to feel if there is anything inside. As soon as her arm enters it, she can tell that inside is a magical extradimensional space - she is completely unable to feel the walls of the burlap sack around it. Grasping blindly, she grabs hold of an item stored within the sack, and pulls out a dagger wrapped in a white cloth. The cloth and the dagger are stained with bright red blood.

Her back turned to the door, Myrna can hear Annavinia screaming as she runs past the door. However when Myrna turns to look, she has already run by.

Annavinia stands still and covers her eyes with her hands. She wears short white gloves. She is trembling.

The ghost remains in the room, not pursuing Annavinia nor Li'an. Hinagiku concentrates, staring in her general direction, and can tell that there is evil somewhere there. The ghost raises both arms, and the bed in the corner flies across the room at Hinagiku.

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Damage: 10d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 1, 5, 4, 1, 4, 6, 4, 1) = 34

34 damage to Hinagiku. She is grazed again.

Without the knowledge that food was brought to Kellvar before the rest of us, Sana believes that everyone who was present for the entire meal should not be considered a culprit.

Was the scroll held closed by anything (like a string or seal) or had it simply rolled back into a cylinder when it wasn't being held open by someone?

Sana languidly floats into the center of the room, rippling light cascading off of her form, throwing waves like the reflection of the moon in a rippling lake across her surroundings, not bright enough for anyone to really make out unless they knew what they were looking for, and certainly not bright enough to see by. Even still, during her moment of thought, the energy within her begins to pour out, surrounding her body in a cascade of waves, roiling like thunderclouds along the surface of her body. She carefully avoids touching the floor as she concentrates on the things that had happened, and how all of it makes her feel.

Sad, disappointed, angry, hopeful, annoyed. None of the emotions bubble up to the surface beyond the others, instead boiling like the animus within and without her body. Despite the inward focus, she still slowly turns about the seemingly empty and unused rooms, looking for any signs of recent life (or unlife), though she doesn't touch anything.

Maneuver: 1d3 ⇒ 3
Perception: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (11) + 24 = 35

Anna loses one round of Ghost Form (2 remaining) and ends the effect at the beginning of this turn. She gains two illumination and she feeds Amber two more (31), and then spends one animus (18) in order to activate Blade Meditation. She discards her readied maneuvers and selects Time Skitter and Eldritch Consumption before returning everything else to her deck. Anything that attacks Sana in melee, before her next turn, takes 9d6 acid damage. She regains Obsidian Sidestep at the end of her turn.

Reaching out for the burlap sack, Ehren hesitates, first he catches a glimpse of a ghost that looks like... Sana? And then when he hears yet another scream, coming from out of the room. However, Li'an's assurance convinces him that the situation is under control, for the time being. With a grimace the druid grabs onto the sack and carefully pulls it toward him, being as gentle as he can afford with his stony hands.

"Is this what you wanted us to find?" he asks the ghost, though the question is mostly rhetorical. Without waiting for an answer, he opens the sack and peers into it, before reaching in to retrieve its contents.

Actions
Move: -
Free: Use delayed damage pool to attack without graze penalty for this round.
Standard: -
Full round action: full attack

Defense
**+3 dodge AC vs first attack at her, she gets AoO if foe misses.

***uncanny dodge
Saves:
CMD:

153/175 hp
0/40 delayed damage pool

Offense
Reach: 5 (10 for AoO)
Precogniscient smite: +3insight hit/dg

Points
7/19 ki (spell points)
11/11 mythic
1/1 m.foc.
4/4 AoO

Others
Senses: 35’ blindsight, blindfolded oracle, battlefield sense, .
Immaculate hands (2 essence) (mercy: fatigued)

Sana looks at the scroll that contains information regarding Dehliana's warrant for arrest. It was previously kept in a scroll-case long enough that it now just retains its rolled-up shape. The scroll is made out of a sturdy fiber-based paper, rather than soft parchment.

Ehren drags the sack out. It was heavy, like it was filled with potatoes. When he opens it, however, he finds that there is a corpse inside. It is extremely decomposed, almost to the point of being a skeleton, but he can tell that it is female.

The blood on the walls, and on the axe, abruptly disappears.

Li'an and Annavinia disappear from sight. Beatrix can hear the sounds of the ghost screaming in Annavinia's room.

Li'an and Annavinia abruptly reappear in the common room, among all of the other arguing crusaders. Nordvick notices them arriving, and cries out, startled from behind of the bar. Annavinia scowls disapprovingly at the scene (the common room was rather loud) and crosses her arms.

They see Unafe surveying the room with an open book in one hand, while Dehliana sits in a large, comfortable chair. Fenton and Lann are both inspecting the various objects on the mantlepiece. Fenton puts down what he was looking at, though, to wave at Li'an.

"Welcome back! What is going on up there?" he asks.

Flashes of light erupt from Hinagiku's open palms as she strikes the ghost. The ghost raises an arm and shies away from her, shrieking. It vanishes through the southern wall.

Hinagiku looks around. Annavinia's room is simply adorned - a bed, a chest at the foot of the bed, and a porcelain wash basin and mirror. The bed was left unmade.

4d4 ⇒ (4, 2, 3, 3) = 12

"They have not spoken to us, so perhaps attacking is the only way they have of reaching out. Of getting us to follow them. When I tried to attack the one from before, she led me into the room down the hall. There was a decomposing corpse hidden under the bed... it must have been her body. She vanished as soon as I found it. Perhaps it is what they are all trying to do."

The doorknob closest to Beatrix turns, then opens, revealing Sana. The room behind her is dark and unremarkable looking.

Allowed Sana to rejoin the others on roll20

Sana gives a small, awkward wave. "Uh... throw something soft if you want to lead me somewhere?"

Sana stands alone inside the room that Kellvar, Myrna, and Beatrix had rented for their stay. Kellvar himself lays facedown in a pool of his own blood, his body otherwise intact other than his wound, while an ethereal female ghost wearing tattered clothes stares down at him. She looks up at Sana as she enters the room and starts wailing mournfully, before dramatically turning and vanishing through the northern wall. Several moments later, Sana can hear the ghost screaming and crying somewhere in the distance.

Hinagiku slides the bed out of the way, and starts feeling around the floorboards. She quickly finds a floorboard that was left loose. She pulls it back, and then retrieves a small, leather-bound journal.

She opens it up to flick through it. On the inside cover is the name - Annavinia Narikopolus, written in calligraphy. Leafing through the pages, Hinagiku determines that this is some sort of journal, or maybe a diary. The entries detail aspects of Annavinia's private life (her day-to-day troubles job as a historian at the University of Egorian, her often turbulent relationships with her five sisters, her intense crush on a Hellknight named Jakob whom never seems to notice her), as well as detailed research notes into the Narikopolus family. The later entries start to fixate on the supposed existence of a "wish-granting" artifact that a "banished" member of her family tree, Linneus Narikopolus, had been rumored to have created. Annavinia had discovered lost research documents Rather than share his research with the Thrice Damned House of Thrune, however, he fled Cheliax to hide out in the barbaric lands of Sarkoris.

Annavinia's most recent entry describes her interactions with Linneus' imp familiar, whom she met at Devil's Rest just the other night. Annavinia hopes to manipulate the imp into sharing the missing pieces of Linneus' research. Writing on such a find would almost certainly guarantee her a tenured position at the University...

Also inside of the journal is a bundle of papers, simply inserted into a random page half-way in the journal. These papers are very old, yellow, and extremely fragile. Hinagiku doesn't recognize the script that it is written in.

While Hinagiku is looking at the journal, the female ghost she had seen earlier glides by. She doesn't even seem to notice Hinagiku. She flies through the wall into the adjacent room and out of sight.

Several moments later, after Hinagiku is done flicking through the journal, she can hear a loud wailing noise coming from out in the hallway.

Annavinia is sitting at the bar next to Li'an, arms crossed. "Hmph. You know, if there were Hellknights here this supernatural nonsense would have been dealt with in a far more organized fashion."

Dehliana stands and smiles warmly at Myrna as she approaches, arms spread. "Of course! I thought you'd come seeking my advice shortly." She stands and follows Unafe and Myrna into the kitchen, through the swinging double doors.

Ehren, in the form of an earth elemental, and Lt. Beatrix remain out in the hallway, standing in the glowing light of Amber. The hallway is fairly trashed due to the female ghost's repeated telekinetic assaults - furniture and various taxidermied animals are laying in disarray out in the hall.

After Ehren lays down the body he found, the female ghost abruptly reappears through one of the walls in the hallway between Ehren and Beatrix. She stares down the hallway at the woman's body and starts to wail even more loudly, tears streaming down her see-through cheeks.

Ehren and Beatrix need to make a DC 20 Will Save or become panicked for 2d4 ⇒ (1, 3) = 4 rounds.

Beatrix squints and grits her teeth, but stands her ground against the ghost's psychic efforts to drive her away. Seeing that many of the Archdruid's companions have retreated to various places, and that only she and the Archdruid himself remain to face the ghost, Beatrix elects to take a more active role in the creature's destruction. With a prayer to Iomedae for guidance, she summons positive energy.

Her hands begin to glow brightly with the force of life, and and dashes forward towards the ghost. She lunges towards it with her spell, but her reach is misjudged, her aim inaccurate. Beatrix is not used to direct combat situations.

Beatrix converts crusader's edge into cure serious wounds and attempts to use it offensively against the ghost.

"Are these items yours?" she asks. "I found them in your room, underneath a floorboard as if concealed there. Given that more than one of the inn's patrons have been found dead -- in fact, stabbed to death -- since our arrival here, I think you can see what light this paints you in. I'm going to need you to explain to me truthfully: what do you know about what's going on here?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (2) + 20 = 22
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (12) + 20 = 32

Afterwards, she rolls him out of the pool of blood and begins to check him for other belongings - weapons, hidden weapons, coin purse and the like.

Perception: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (13) + 23 = 36

At the mention of yet another circumstance of things being hidden under beds or in the floor, her eyes drift to the bed in the corner. Assuming nothing entirely chaotic began to occur, her next search would likely be the bed.

Ehren looks to the ghost with a frown, perplexed by her sudden reappearance. If the body he discovered was hers, then clearly, finding it alone was not enough to put her soul to rest. He cringes when she starts to wail, half-expecting her to start throwing things around again. With a sigh, he balls his hands into fists again, once again concluding that they will need to subdue the ghost for the time being.

Seeing that Lieutenant Medici has apparently come to the same conclusion, Ehren stomps down the hallway and clumsily swings his fist at the apparition.

Cannot check the map at the moment, but Ehren will flank the ghost with Beatrix (if possible) and attack the ghost; he should still have ghost touch.
Slam Attack (Flank?): 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 13 + 2 = 19

Beatrix's hand glows with golden positive energy, but she lunges fully past the wailing ghost. When she regains her balance, her hand still glows, the spell having not been discharged.

The woman is incredibly thin and petite. She turns and stares as Ehren lunges at her with closed fist, but the Archdruid too misses completely.

Touch Attack vs Beatrix: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Corrupting Touch: 10d6 ⇒ (5, 6, 4, 4, 2, 1, 1, 4, 1, 3) = 31

The ghost reaches out and grabs Beatrix's upper arm. Her skin turns ice cold at the contact, the feeling running through her veins and up her shoulder. She turns, seeing Hinagiku in the distance come straight around the corner, but she does not see Li'an come up the stairway from behind of her. Hinagiku has a leather-bound book in hand.

Beatrix can make a DC 20 fort save to halve the damage.

The color abruptly drains from Dehliana's face as she cracks a small grin. "Okay okay okay okay. I confess. I'm not really a medium. But I don't know anything about that." she says, gesturing to the knife. "I swear."

Dehliana is lying.

Bluff: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (5) + 25 = 30

Sana can see that the body had slumped to the floor, facing the bed. The bed is covered in bloodspray from the man's open neck wound. She rummages through his things, looking for more clues. She finds he has a bow and quiver, which still contains 14 arrows. Two of those arrows have different fletching, so perhaps those are magical? He has a coin purse with twenty-five gold in it, and a small Crusader's Cross, attached with a string to a volume of the Acts of Iomedae. He has two visible daggers and one hidden in his boot in addition to his longsword. He wears a chain shirt, masterfully made, hidden under his traveling cloak. At his waist are three small potions, two vials of holy water, and a wand.

He was killed in one strike, before he could draw any of his weapons.

Sana then checks under the bed but doesn't find anything. There isn't much in the room save for Kellvar's pack, which is large enough to contain several weeks worth of rations and supplies for setting up camp, and several full canteens of water. Dangling from its front is a single unlit torch.