GM Leinathan's Jade Regent (Inactive)

Game Master leinathan

Ameiko pauses mid-katana-draw. She whispers back to Vashta, "You mean we shouldn't expect a fight inside of the trapped hidden evil dungeon of the secret evil shaman guy? Who knows what's in here?"

Ameiko Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

"We survive by always expecting a fight, but also by trying to avoid them," Vashta replies back. "Certainly we should be ready, but if we look like we're not, perhaps we can find a way around it."

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

With a start, Clara whispers "By Granpa Umbilicus's Stalwart Schnozz! Do you hear that? Deeper into the caves, it's like an angel is singing. Is that Celestial?

"What's going on here?"

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15

"Either it's a trick, or a prisoner," whispers Aiko.

"I don't hear anything," Vashta replies, shaking her head, "but I trust you. Aiko might be right, but there's only one way to find out for sure."

Let's proceed; usual marching order. Aiko, don't forget your false flanker. I can use it multiple times a day, so don't feel you need to hoard it. :)

Clara nods and starts to tiptoe along again, excited to find out what that angelic voice is.

The team opens the secret door and sneaks into the room. They find themselves in a wide cave. The center of the cave plays host to a deep oublitte, about 50 feet down. At the bottom of the oublitte is a beautiful young woman chained to a bloody stone altar with the symbol of Sithhud carved into it. She is the one singing her sad song.

Standing around the edge of the cave's pit are four of what appear to be skeletal ogres carrying spiked clubs in their meaty fists. Rime coats their every surface, and a fine steam wafts up from each of them, as if even the freezing air in this chamber was still too warm for the ice on their bodies. They don't move to acknowledge the group as it enters, nor do they acknowledge them in any way. Their icy glowing gazes are all fixed on the woman at the bottom of the pit.

Aiko sneaks forward with Clarabibulus, then takes in the scene, and finally whispers very quietly to the gnome, "It's a trap."

"Or something horrible," Vashta says, a surge of horror rushing through her at the sight. "Let me see if I can discover anything. If not, we free this woman and simply be aware of your concerns."

She tries to see if her spell can help. I'm guessing detect thoughts won't be much use as she's perhaps thinking in celestial, but maybe we'll get lucky.

::Why me? What have I done to deserve this, Eternal Rose? Just please send me a sign that I am still in your favor. Or, if not, how I can redeem myself in your eyes...::

"She's praying to Shelyn," Vashta announces. "It's time to free her!"

"We'll have the element of surprise; maybe we can take out at least one of those ogres before they even realize we're here.

"I have some alchemist's fire; it doesn't look like they like even this warmth... Or I can slick the ground beneath one of them, and hopefully help keep it out of the fight."

Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 first identify if they have any vulnerabilities; then if they have sort of ice-walking ability.

Grease is probably my best bet; if we all rush purple, I could hopefully stymie blue or brown.

"I'm happy to share some alchemist's fire as well with folks who want to start off throwing some."

K. Religion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

I like the idea of Vashta slowing one with Grease, while we concentrate fire on Purple. If you want an alchemist's fire to throw, just let me know. I will of course start off with a bomb.

The sound of crying can blow be heard coming from the woman below. She isn’t outright sobbing, but it is clear from the sniffling and change in breathing that she has started crying. Those who can see her can see some gold colored tears running down her cheek, and she reflexively pulls at her chains holding her arms, trying to wipe them away.

As the steel bites into her wrists, she clenches her teeth and scowls back at her undead jailers, ”Why don’t you just come down here and finish it, you mindless beasts! Come on! Finish it!” she yells, violently pulling at her chains.

She then gets a panicked look in her eyes. She closes them forcefully and tries to focus her breathing to a calmer rhythm.

"Hand me one of the vials of alchemical fire, and say when," whispers Aiko. Her hand hovers near her wakizashi.

Calder nods and agrees quietly. "Hit it with fire and then I'll rush it while you hold off the other."

Block Blue and Calder will hammer Purple.

The woman seems to calm herself after a few moments, but she continues to look anxious. Not surprising, given her dreadful situation. She is clothed in armor clearly not meant for this climate. Her arms, midriff, legs and feet are bare. The symbol of Shelyn is etched and painted ornately on the chest piece of her armor, and her lower body is protected by an armored skirt of lamellar style armor that matches her chest piece.

Her chains rattle some more as she twists around on the altar, doing her best to get comfortable. Her bonds do not allow her much freedom to move, however, and she grunts in discomfort at the ache of laying on this slab in the same position.

Clara hands out alchemist's fire to Aiko and anyone else who's interested. As she does she whispers, "Calder, if you're rushing in, know that those are Frostfallen. They are hard to hurt with slashing or piercing weapons, and they can hurt you with the coldness of their touch. The good news is that fire should be a big boon against them.

"Oh, and if it looks like they don't have any brains in their skulls...yeah, that's about right."

When everyone's ready, the gnomish fizzician holds up three fingers, then two, then one...and then (seeing everyone ready) she throws a bomb.

bomb+mutagen-range vs purple: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 10 + 2 - 2 = 12
damage: 4d6 + 5 ⇒ (3, 6, 2, 3) + 5 = 19

Yikes! I wonder if that can still actually hit since it's vs touch. If it does, it catches fire and takes an add'l 1d6/round on its turn.

At Clara's advice, Aiko's hand moves away from her wakizashi and over to her nunchaku. Then, she hurls the alchemical fire in conjunction with Clara's attack!

Thrown alchemist's fire: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Frickin' heck.
Alchemist's fire damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

As the fire bombs fly Calder charges Purple.

Axe - PA + Charge: 1d20 + 13 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 13 - 2 + 2 = 25
Damage: 1d12 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

Flat-footed, big critters mean those rolls'll probably still hit. I hope.

As her companions unleash hell on the first frost-fallen, Vashta moves forward sets her stare on it, activating it with Calder's blow +3 damage and then turns her attention to the one to her left, concentrating for a moment to case grease and hopefully keep it from attacking. DC 14 Reflex; drew a box on the map to show its location.

Carinthia, can you add your header-stats please?

Clara and Hattori both hurl firebombs at one of the creatures, both vials of volatile alchemical goods hitting their mark. The four ogres lumber to action as the first one begins to blaze. Calder charges in and hammers the first ogre, and as he does so it completely comes apart, splitting and cracking as his axe passes through its midsection.

Blue Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

The other frostfallen ogre keeps its feet despite Vashta's spell. It smashes into her, and as it withdraws its mace from the bloody wound that it leaves, rime covers the wound.

The ogres leap to action quickly, having been ready for battle at any moment. The ogre that Vashta greased manages to make it over the greased ground to close with the Varisian sorceress, swinging its spiked club at her. It smashes into her, and as it withdraws its mace from the bloody wound, rime covers the damage.

Blue Ogre Acrobatics: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (18) - 1 = 17
Blue Ogre vs. Vashta: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24 Damage: 2d8 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (2, 3) + 7 + (2) = 14

My mesmeric mirror should have activated, providing two images, so there's a chance it might have missed me.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

"There's someone or something behind us," Vashta calls out.

You're right - let's check.

Mesmeric Mirror (1=real): 1d3 ⇒ 1

Unlucky!

Jerk! :)

Looking towards the commotion above, the woman calls out anxiously, ”He-hello!?!? Is someone up there? Please! You have to help me!”

She reflexively begins pulling at her restraints once more.

Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (5) + 14 = 19

Aiko follows quick on the heels of her hurled alchemical fire, runs forward, attempts a front handspring, stumbles and barely manages to get to the other side of one of the giants.

Triggered an AoO with my bad roll.

She whips out her nunchaku and attempts to smash the thing in the back of the leg.

Masterwork nunchaku attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

... to no avail.

At this rate I'll be up to a 20 in just ten rounds or so!

Blue AoO vs. Aiko: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28 Damage: 2d8 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (8, 4) + 7 + (6) = 25

The ogre smashes brutally into Aiko's midsection with a powerful blow as she tries to slip past it. Its hide armor deflects her nunchaku blow harmlessly.

At Vashta's warning, Clara casts a nervous glance behind her.

Stepping forward she shakes up and lobs another extra-fizzy fizzy pop at the skeleton between Vashta and Aiko.

Her throw is quite sloppy, but still seems to connect with a fiery splash.

Explosive bomb(touch) @blue+mutagen: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 2 = 15
Fire-unlucky: 4d6 + 5 ⇒ (3, 1, 4, 4) + 5 = 17

using precise bomb to keep from splashing allies. Blue is now on fire.

As Clara hurls another firebomb at the ogre threatening Vashta, the group can hear the muttered sounds of spellcasting coming from behind them. After the spellcasting, you can hear a sudden whoosh of air that dies down to a constant gust.

Clara grazes Blue ogre with 25 damage.

Calder notes the problems behind him, but trusts the others to deal with it for a moment or two. He steps up and swings hard at Brown.

Attack - PA: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 13 - 2 = 18
Damage + PA: 1d12 + 15 ⇒ (11) + 15 = 26

Carinthia has already done her action preemptively, seeing as she is kinda restricted at the moment. Full round attempt to break free.

Carinthia grunts as she strains against the cold steel. She strains with every muscle she can against them, her body shaking from the effort.

”Please! Someone get me free! Shelyn, give me strength!”

"Hold on, dear, we're coming," Vashta calls down, stepping into a flank with Akio and then slashing at the ogre in front of her.

Swift action: hypnotic stare on blue; -2 to Will saves and attack rolls
Masterwork cestus: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 - 1 = 12
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Painful stare: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (6, 1) + 3 = 10

If it attacks her, she'll use dodging panache, moving 5 ft. further toward the top of the map (to try to let Akio flank easily), giving her +3 to AC

Calder swings his axe mightily, and with a great crash it clangs into the armor which his foe wears. Vashta is no more fortunate or puissant, her cestus-clad fist crashing harmlessly into the frostfallen creature's head.

Below, Carinthia pulls on her chains... fruitlessly. They are quite strong.

Ameiko vs. Blue Ogre (Charge): 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 2 = 20 Damage (Arcane Strike): 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 + (3) = 10

Gray Ogre Acro: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (18) - 1 = 17
Blue Ogre vs. Vashta (Wounded, Stare): 1d20 + 10 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 10 - 2 - 2 = 8
Brown Ogre vs. Calder: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24 Damage: 2d8 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (5, 3) + 7 + (2) = 17

Ameiko charges into battle, swinging a blazing Suishen at the frostfallen creature that threatens Vashta. She cuts through its armor, steam erupting from the cut as the blade burns it. The creature tilts back, and swings at Vashta, but it is too off-balance to attack effectively.

The second ogre on the north walkway advances towards the group, navigating the grease spell that

Ameiko deals 11 damage to the Blue ogre, it is wounded. Gray ogre moves over the grease. Brown ogre attacks Calder and deals 17 damage. Calder is grazed.

Aiko takes advantage of the flanking position to lash out with her nunchaku in a sudden spinning crescendo of strikes!

Spending 1 ki for an extra attack.

Nunchaku attack, flanking, grazed: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 2 - 1 = 26
Nunchaku attack, flanking, grazed: 1d20 + 9 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (11) + 9 + 2 - 1 = 21

Nunchaku damage, sneak attack: 1d6 + 1 + 4d6 ⇒ (4) + 1 + (3, 1, 4, 6) = 19
Nunchaku damage, sneak attack: 1d6 + 1 + 4d6 ⇒ (3) + 1 + (4, 6, 6, 1) = 21

Clara calls out, "Spellcaster behind us. They just cast a spell to make themselves more...charming? Maybe a sorcerer of some kind?"

Glancing nervously behind her, Clara steps a bit closer to Calder and tosses a fizzy drink at the ginormous skeleton he's fighting--nailing it right in the face with a fiery explosion.

"Woot!!", she crows.

To the woman in the pit, she hollers, "We gotta show these skeletons the True Meaning of Fizzy Drinks. Then we'll be down to help you out."

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leinathan, did you roll fire damage on Blue's turn?

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28

Explosive bomb(touch) @brown+mutagen: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 10 + 2 = 32
Fire: 4d6 + 5 ⇒ (6, 5, 6, 6) + 5 = 28 Holy crow, that's a nice damage roll!

Confirm?: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 10 + 2 = 21
Extra: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Aiko and Clara both are paragons of skill and power, absolutely destroying their opponents with their chosen forms of attack. The shattered remains of frostfallen ogres clatter loudly on the ground.

Behind, you can hear the unknown man casting another spell.

Vashta, not seeing the spellcaster behind us, turns her stare onto the remaining skeleton as she moves to try to get a better view of their next foe, preparing a spell should he appear.

Swift action: hypnotic stare on gray; -2 to Will saves and attack rolls. And will trigger +3 damage if anyone hits it.
Move four down, one to the right (one northwest of Calder)
Ready action to cast mental block (DC 16) if I see the spellcaster

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Sorry, Carinthia, I thought about jumping down, but I don't think I'd be able to get you out even if I were down there.

Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

The woman continues to strain with all she has against the chains, hoping to free herself.

Noting the woman struggling with her chains Calder draws a throwing axe and tosses it down to land within her reach.
Throwing axe: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25
I was sure I'd roll so badly I hit her. :)

He then moves to block the last Frostfallen. Stopping before he reaches the area covered by the Grease spell.

Vashta focuses her powers on the last ogre, while Calder tosses a handaxe down into the pit below. It clangs on the stone ground, bounces, and lands right next to Carinthia.

With a feat of great strength, Carinthia bursts free. She still has the manacles around her wrists, and long lengths of chain hang from them, but she's broken the pitons that attached them to the ground.

Ameiko begins bardic performance, extolling the strength of her adventurer friends, pushing them to great feats of bravery.

The last frostfallen ogre attacks Aiko, swinging its mighty club at her.

Gray Ogre vs. Aiko (Stare): 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 10 - 2 = 20 Damage: 2d8 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (2, 5) + 7 + (3) = 17

It strikes her brutally, nearly driving her into the ground with the force of its blow.

Badly brutalized, Aiko settles for just trying to get away.

Acrobatics, critical condition: 1d20 + 14 - 3 ⇒ (4) + 14 - 3 = 15

Welp, that provokes an AoO. Nice knowing you all.

Ogre AoO (AC 17): 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 10 - 2 = 16

Aiko just barely manages to get away from the ogre, staggering backwards just enough to avoid its heavy club-blow.

Moved on map.

Aiko staggers next to Ameiko, panting and holding her injured side.

Clara steps up beside Aiko saying, "Yikes! If you don't mind my saying, you look like you could really use a fizzy drink."

She draws one of her Fizzy Drinks of Light Healing and holds it out to her ally.

Free: 5' step
Move: draw potion & hold it out to Aiko (CLW 1d8+1, if she wants it)
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leinathan, I'm wondering if I can a) see the caster from my current spot, or b) have a sense of if I have LOS to him? Depending on the answer, I'll either use my standard to lob a bomb at the remaining skeleton or the caster.

Kill the skeleton!

Maybe...but (potentially) nauseating the caster with a stink bomb sounds pretty nice too...especially if it gives us time to heal up a bit.

Aiko accepts the fizzy drink with a wince.

No, you don't have LOS to the caster.