GM_PapaSteve's The Confirmation for PbP Newbies [PbP Gameday IV] (Inactive)

Game Master Papasteve08

"They are called Mites, Lissa says, as she starts to gather the water for another blast. "The easiest comparison is to think of them as dark fey goblins, though that's a little insulting to the goblins. If you have a cold iron weapon, you might want to use it. They can make you unnaturally afraid, though. "

Luthor moves forward slowly drawing his scimitar as he does. His reactions are fast but the instinct to draw his weapon fast isn't as good as allies.

[b]"I don't have any of this 'cold iron' so i hope good old steel will make do!"[b]

Oops... i made a little format error there as i was rushing to get that posted before i started work. Sorry about that everyone.

Using Blessing of the Faithful on Nbu; +2 sacred bonus on attack rolls, skill checks, ability checks, or saving throws or to AC until Nella's next turn.

Even in the heat of battle, Nbu Tka's bright blue feathers blush out bright and puffy as Nella singles him out for special attention. "Thank you *cluck* Nella! I won't disappoint you with my next strike."

Thanks for the buff, and sorry for making it weird! (oh, and attack roll bonus please)

Nella blesses and Luthor advances. Kajar causes one mite to pucker up a bit as a mighty swing goes over its ugly little head.

Both Mites back up, squealing and cursing in undercommon. It doesn't take a linguist to understand the general tone of their complaints. Pulling out some spiney little darts, one Mite crosses his eyes and sticks his tongue out at the feathered monstrosity that destroyed their pet centipede so easily.

Cast doom on Nbu T'ka.

Nbu T'ka Will Save, DC 10: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Nbu T'ka sees flashes of failure in his eyes, and Nella pointing and laughing, but quickly shakes them off, seeing them for the lies they are. He puffs his feathers up again courageously, and eyes the Mite with malice.

The second Mite flings one of his darts at the monster half-orc, but deep in his black heart he knows he is doomed.

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 for Damage: 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

"Hau da gure espazioa da ! Irten! Irten! Argiaren Demons Irten!"

The dart bounces harmlessly off the half-orc's armor, and the Mite puckers up again, squinting his eyes at what is about to come next.

Next up: Everybody! (round 2) .

Seeing an opening, Luthor darts forward to engage the last two mites and blocks them in.

As he moves in he starts to focus some of his arcane energies in to his scimitar. Arcane Strike - swift action

"Creatures on darkness, face the holy light of the Dawnflower!" He shouts, as he strikes at one of the ugly little creatures.
The one that attacked Kajar

attack roll: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

damage roll: 1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 = 9

The creatures skin bends and folds instead of cutting like a blade should, but the force of Luthor's blow is far more than the small body can handle. A combination of slicing and shear force beats the little fey creature into a black oblivion.

Nbu T'ka feels doubt creeping into his bones as the creature makes him wonder if Nella truly did single him out for attention because of love. Maybe she didn't have confidence in his abilities...

Shakily, Nbu T'ka steps up and lashes out with his walking stick.

Tetsubo vs Last Mite Standing, blessing of faithful, shaken: 1d20 + 3 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 2 - 2 = 13
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

"She does love me..." he whispers to his diminutive opponent.

The only response Nbu T'ka gets is an eyeball exploding with the force of the blow from the Tengu's Tetsubo. The puffy headed fey crumples to the ground alongside his evil little companions, his first-world blood seeping into the pebbles and sand of the cave.

As quickly as the confrontation started, it is over. The soft sound of water trickling its endless journey through the cave is all that the pathfinders can hear for a few moments.

The passegway to the east remains open, past the bodies of the Mites and the exploded slime innards of the giant centipede. The group pushes further into the tunnels, marking their paths and noting oddities as they go.

It isn't long before the whole group can here... something... coming from the direction of the tunnel they are traveling in. At first all six of the group can't shake the nagging feeling of familiarity of the voice that seems to be floating down the halls. They push forward with a sense of urgency, and curiosity.

1d6 ⇒ 5

At one point they reach a slightly more honeycombed area in the tunnels. The bluish, light producing fungi is still present, but in the center of their path the party notices a large patch of disgusting, green and brownish fungus, like a pool of rot in the middle of their way. Something about the acoustics amplifies the sound. (or perhaps they are just very close now?) and an unmistakeable feminine voice, half singing, half shouting, floats down to their ears.

"As the legendary Gregaro Voth successfully battled the wild beasts in the deepest reaches of the Mwangi Expanse, so shall I defeat you, foul servant of Lamashtu!”

A roar and subsequent crashing is heard moments later. The sounds of their sponsor's voice fills the entire group with courage, and respect for the knowledge that Janira has evaded and held off this mighty beast for so long.

Lissa, Luthor, and Nbu T'ka regard the rotting fungus curiously, and all three quickly recognize that it is not a natural thing.

No one has the proper knowledge skill to learn more about this creature, unless I missed an ability where you can make an untrained check. The DC is higher than 10, so you would need something that gives you that ability specifically to identify monsters, etc.

Oh, crap! I accidentally put ranks in knowledge (engineering) instead of (dungeoneering)! I was about to object to the GM saying I don't have the requisite knowledge. Oops! Rebuild coming next scenario. ;-)

Nbu T'ka cheers as the mite goes down. The "spider swarm strut" is definitely evident in his stride as they progress further into the cave complex.

"Look out for that green stuff!" he warns, readying his walking stick of vermin and fey slaying, "It isn't what it seems."

Nbu T'ka waits for someone else to take charge here.

As the last of the mites fall, Nella breathes a sigh of relief. "I'm glad that's taken care of! But..." she frowns. "It makes you wonder just what else is hiding down here, doesn't it? I hope that Uori's friend didn't come down here alone, though if their people have been coming to these caves for years you'd think that they'd have enough sense to only go as far as the diorama." She shoulders her pack once more. "Nothing else that we can do about it right now though, except to keep going."

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When the group comes to a sudden halt, Nella peers curiously over the shoulders of the others, staring at the strange patch of fungus. "It seems an awful lot like a patch of fungus, but I'll take your word for it that there's something more to it! If all else fails we could always try poking it," she shrugs, raising her quarterstaff for emphasis. As they deliberate on what to do next, she can't help but grin as Janira's song reaches them even here, somehow.

Sounds like she's having as good a time as we are!

"Good work everyone. Those ugly little creatures didn't stand a chance against us."

As Luthor heads further into the cave with the group his mind wanders a little.

These caves are nothing like my city. I'm not used to how quiet it can get in here.

"The sounds of the caves are so different from background sounds of the city. I keep half expecting to hear a faint shouts of the market vendors off in the distance, or the sound of drunken revelers spilling out of a tavern as the door opens. It's clear from the topic that Luthor is missing home, and the act of talking and hearing even his own voice is more important right now than what is being said.

Partially daydreaming of home, Luthor just about notices the strange slime as Nbu T'ka starts to speak.

"I agree my friend. Almost everything we've met on this expedition has tried to kill us so far!

Lissa shrugs as the last mite falls.

"I've heard stories of things that the darker fey have done." She shudders visibly as she thinks about a couple of the more visceral ones." Just dealing with them before they have a chance to create mayhem is usually the best choice. In any case, let's get going."

The continuing travel in the cave complex is still a little fascinating to Lissa, though nowhere near as interesting as the first section was. When the fungal bloom is reached, Lissa looks over the mess.

"I agree with Nbu T'ka. Something's off with that fungus. Want me to spray it down from here, or should we try using acid and alchemist fire?" she offers.

As the group stares at the patch of fungus, with Lissa, Luthor and Nbu T'ka's insistence, It becomes clear that it is a decently disguised patch of slime. While no one knows anything specifically about this one, the group says a silent thank you to their extensive classes as they at least recognize that this is a thing not to be trifled with. Much like the first time one comes across poison ivy. You never really have the confidence that you can pick it out among regular plants until you actually see it.

While they do not know details, the group knows enough that it looks like an ooze or slime of some type, and should they get to close, it will strike out.

Ok, so it turns out you all go first again for initiative. Some slight information freebies there to grease the wheels so to speak, and also to explain that you passed the opposed perception/stealth. (What good is even doing it if I don't give you the opportunity to react to it, right?) I expect you will have some measure of player knowledge on how to deal with oozes, and I do not expect you to penalize yourself. Think of it the way I described, you had classes that taught you such things, even if you don't know the specific details for this one. Be smart and this won't be a problem for you! The sound of Janira’s voice is not an illusion, and because you can hear it so well, you gain the benefits of her inspire courage ability, +1 to attacks, damage, and saves vs charm and fear.

Next up: Everybody! (round 1) .

As the slimy mess ungulates a little, Lissa makes a disgusted face. "Right, I'm going to try washing it away." And with that, she squeezes by Nbu T'ka and Kajar, so she could make a clean shot at the pulsating mound.

Kinetic Blast, Inspire, PB: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 21
Kinetic damage, Inspire, PB: 1d6 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 10

Another 'whoops', forgot to take any ranged attacks beyond my alchemical weapons. Ah well. Nbu T'ka 1.2 is going to have to buck up a bit!

Nbu T'ka advances into the tunnel and around a bend, "That's it, hit it with whatever *squawk* ranged attacks you've got! It looks like it's too big to fit down here anyway. *Squawk* I'll stay here just in case it tries to get past." (move action)

Shuo moves to the other passage.

What thing is this?

"Howaitotaigā no idaina seishin wa, anata no sokudo to megumi de watashi o sonchō shimasu."

He then shoots the creature

Shortbow, animal focus (tiger): 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 1 = 20

Shortbow: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Luthor moves toward the slimey moving thing while drawing his bow.

"It looks horrible just wobbling there. I hope it doesn't move because that will be even worse."

"Nice shot, Shuo!"

Kajar draws a bolt into his crossbow and takes aim at the oozy-slimy fungus-thing.

"Lissa, stay low!"

Pwiiiing!

light crossbow, Inspire: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 1 = 24
confirm crit: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10
damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
If a 10 hits the ooze's AC crit damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Although she does carry a crossbow, the cramped nature of the caverns as well as her position at the back of the group gives Nella pause about using it just yet.

If I move up too far that's just asking for that thing to come over and try to dance and with the others up ahead of me, well...most people don't appreciate taking a stray bolt or arrow in the back!

Noting that Lissa seems to have gained better control over her powers and their accuracy, she smiles.

Do what you do best, Nel. Support.

"Yes, nice shots Shuo and Kajar! Luthor and Nbu T'ka, don't let it get too close! Go Lissa, you can do it!" she cheers. "Lady Shelyn is with you!"

Blessing of the Faithful on Lissa this time; +2 sacred bonus on attack rolls, skill checks, ability checks, or saving throws or to AC until Nella's next turn. Although with rolls and damage like everyone has done, I'll be mighty surprised if this thing lives past the round!

The hideous carpet of fungus bubbles up, forming a three dimensional pile of slop, rot, and decay. The smell is pungent, and hits everyone's nose like a slap to the face, tickling at their gag reflexes. The slime rolls forward, squeezing at the sides of the narrow cavern. The close walls force the slime taller as it rolls its liquid decay closer to what it hopes is its next meal.

Moving as far forward as it can, desperate to bring more organic matter through the cycle of decay and life, it breaks around the corner in front of Nbu T'ka. The Tengu lashes out with his cane while bolts and arrows pierce into the blubber.

Oozes are immune to crits and sneak attacks, one of very few monster types that are immune.

The mindless ooze is an imposing wall in front of the pathfinders, and threatens to engulf them all in it's disgusting depths.

Next up: Everybody! (round 2) .

Quick additional note for everyone, just in case I didn't make it clear. You can hear Janira in the midst of her combat with the Minotaur above you, which is why you are benefiting from her inspire courage ability.

Lissa resists the urge to vomit as the ooze draws closer, and instinctively takes a step back.(5-foot) "By the Great Dreamer, that's awful! Even the Magnimarian harbor was a more pleasant odor!"

And with that, she gathers another wave of water to hand and blasts it full-force at the rancid pile of gloop.

Kinetic Blast, PBS, Inspire, BotF: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 12
Kinetic damage, PBS, Inspire: 1d6 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 12

"Just die already!"

And with a wave of her hands, the slime goop is at once blasted into oblivion and simultaneously washed from the cavern floor. Or at least spread out.

Combat over!

The aroma is still pungent, but suddenly less sharp than before. If this part of the cavern ever sees a bit of a breeze, it may come out altogether eventually.

With the way forward unblocked, the pathfinder initiates see a sliver of light that appears to be the end of the tunnel. A shadow passes in front of it briefly, blotting out the light before a loud, gutteral roar echoes down the subterranean passageway. A high pitched, feminine squeal can be heard shortly after.

"You'll not have me today foul creature! Back to Lamashtu's pits with you!"

There is approximately 120' to the end of the tunnel. You guys are up to describe what you do next. Again, I could force you forward but these are some of the fun opportunities for interaction and such, instead of just moving from combat to combat. I'll tenatively plan on my next big post coming Sunday night or Monday morning, and do my best to give you small interactions throughout the weekend if the situation merits it. If everyone has checked in before then, and I have time, I will move you along then.

"Ugh...what a mess," Nella grimaces as the slime loses its shape and splatters on the cavern walls and floor. "Great job, everyone!" she adds, her expression brightening. "We make a pretty good team, don't we?"

Her cheery expression quickly fades to a worried one as they watch the shadows move across the light shining in from the end of the tunnel. "That's Janira! They must be just right outside! Should we go see if she needs help? She's been keeping that thing busy for a long time..."

"That we do, Master Nella! And Janira is part of our team- or are we supposed to prove to her we can do this on our own?"

The usually confident Kajar seems conflicted.

"I think we should lend Janira our support- Master Shuo, can Fei tell you what is happening up ahead? We are many and it is one; perhaps we could lie in wait and lure the minotaur into a space where we can surround it and free Janira from his attentions."

Lissa wrinkles her nose for a moment at the odor still wafting through this part of tunnels. Then Janira's voice echoes again, and she has to fight the urge to bolt down the tunnel to help.

"Yes, we have to save Janira." Lissa will set Janira's backpack down on a clean patch of floor, and digs for the 3 potions and the tanglefoot bag. "Part of me wants to try to make one of us tough enough to hit and keep the beast occupied while the rest of us use whatever we have to either smack it around, or get Janira into the caves and healed up some. If we use the tanglefoot bag, that may give us the edge to rescue her. Does anyone have a reasonable way to get that axe out of the minotaur's hands?"

"Well i'm glad your blast of water cleaned that thing up a bit. This way we don't have to step in it quite so much."

Luthor hears the roar and starts to head towards the sliver of light.

"If that's Janira and her large 'friend' we'd best not delay. She's done an amazing job at keeping that thing busy, but i don't think she can defeat it on her own. Come on Pathfinders, let's go cooperate that thing to death!"

The light of the surface world above provides a welcome reprieve from the blue and green fungus of the caverns below, and light illuminates a stream whose water is hastened by runoff from a recent storm further up the mountains. A ledge to the west rises up to the nearby forest canopy.

Bright moonlight bathes the area outside the cave in a warm, dim light. Young trees, only a few years old dot the green area fed by the stream that trickles out from underneath the mountain and through the field. A rotten log lays across the 10 foot wide stream.

The pathfinders spill out of the cave to the inspiring sounds of Janira, and see the two in alarmingly close proximity, just on the other side of the meandering stream.

”Pathfinders! Thank the gods!” Janira exclaims as they exit the tunnel. ”Now see the true might of the society you foul beast!”

The diminutive, but amazingly courageous pathfinder steps back and lashes out with her whip.

Disarm with Whip, IC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 1 = 22

Amazingly, the whip coils around the massive axe the minotaur wields. One perfectly placed tug, and the ax is pulled from his grasp!

"Now pathfinders! Strike now!"

Next up: Everybody! (round 1) .

Luthor moves forward in to the clearing. He can hear Janira and the Minotaur much clearer than he can see them in the dim light.

"I'm not sure about anyone else, but i really could do with a bit more illumination."

He says a melodic prayer he used earlier in the day and conjures dancing balls of light to illuminate the area.

Dancing Lights - Bright light withing 20ft radius, then taking the next 20ft radius up one level from dim to normal light.

Nbu T'ka moves towards the minotaur as far as he is able (Lockwood needed 30ft south) and calls upon his walking stick's energies to transform it into a mighty magical weapon.

Cast magic weapon.

"Worry not, Janira!" the tengu cries, "We will *squawk* be victorious!" Nbu T'ka isn't sure he believes his own words, but he and this band of Pathfinders had proven very effective against all opponents they'd faced thus far... except the Aspis Consortium training dummy.

Got Nbu T'ka's Lockwood

Lissa pauses for a second, takes a deep breath and a step forward(5-foot forward), and reachs out to grasp at something that appearently only she can see. Motes of water flow start forming in the air, first in small amounts, then with increasing size and regularity. Another several seconds, the Varisian pulls in what she's grabs, and the water rushes to her, with a rather loud crash, the sound similar to that of waves violently crashing against cliffs.(Gather Power-move action)

"Kiež vlny vás , odporný zviera!",she cries out. Then she directs the churning mass of water with both hands at the minotaur.

Extended Range(1 burn)-Gather Power(-1 burn), so no burn for this
Kinetic Blast, Inspire: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 1 = 13
Kinetic damage, Inspire: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8

Nella moves forward a few paces from the cavern entrance and once satisfied that all of her companions save Janira are within range she begins chanting, calling upon the Eternal Rose to bless them all. "Lady Shelyn, please strengthen our hearts and guide our strikes!"

Casting Bless; everyone gets an additional +1 morale bonus on attack rolls!

"Janira, over here!" Nella calls, hoping to encourage the halfling to head in their direction now that the minotaur has been divested of his weapon.

If push comes to shove, we can retreat back into the caves - that thing looks too big to follow us very easily!

"Great idea Lissa, I'll grab the tanglefoot bag!" Kajar shouts as he moves up next to Nbu T'ka, drawing his crossbow.

He smiles toothily at the tengu.

"Master Nbu T'ka, we are Janira's first line of defense. Your bravery is inspiring!"

Kajar readies an action, and will fire his crossbow after the minotaur takes its first action, if possible (As in, if it doesn't take a full round action, in which case after that.)

"I may seem reckless, but if we can draw him to us, it'll free Janira, and our fellow Pathfinders are close by. I have a tanglefoot bag, and my axes. Nella has a good plan- we can retreat into the cave, our foe might find pursuit difficult."

Kajar places the tanglefoot bag between himself and Nbu T'ka.

"If you need it, take it. One of us might need to slow this thing down!"

Kajar raises his crossbow, aiming at the minotaur.

"Master Janira! We are here!"

Just realized the internet ate my post... Before combat

"I think we should lend Janira our support- Master Shuo, can Fei tell you what is happening up ahead? We are many and it is one; perhaps we could lie in wait and lure the minotaur into a space where we can surround it and free Janira from his attentions."

"I am sorry Kajar-san, Fei is not like, what the arcanes call them.. familiars?, she can se the danger and warn me but not with the details this situation would require."

Now

Shuo moves West until he finds a spot where he can shot the beast with his bow.

Shortbow, animal aspect (tiger), bless, inspire courage: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 22

Shortbow, inspire courage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Lissa focuses her mind, pulling power from the very air around her. She leans into her trademark blast, inspired by the words of Janira and her courage. As she readies to let the blast go she has a sinking feeling in her heart that she will miss. Flashes of letting Janira down as well as her struggles against the dummy flit across her conscious thoughts. Then, just before she lets go, Nella calls out the blessings of her goddess. Confidence fills Lissa in that split second before, and her aim is true.

Shuo wastes no time in drawing and firing a shot, hoping to distract the beast while Nbu T’ka rushes forward, infusing his weapon with arcane power. Luthor fills the area with light, and Kajar readies a shot.

The minotaur roars a frustrated roar that reverberates off of the rocks as the ax goes flying from his grasp, again when the blast of water slaps him across the face, and then once more as an arrow pierces it from the intrepid hunter. Not wanting to let his quarry get away, he pulls a javelin from his back and heaves it with all his strength at Janira.

Ranged Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 for Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

His throw is affected by the sudden swarm, and it falls well wide of its mark. He beats his chest and flares his nostrils, his eyes turning red with rage. He digs his hooves into the ground and gives the little Halfling a telling stare. He knows he is quickly becoming outnumbered, and must do something to thin the ranks if he hopes to make these meatbags as easy of a target as he originally thought them to be.

Janira on the other hand, knows full well the better part of valor. Now that her reinforcements have arrived, she plays her final card, the one thing she has left that has a chance of saving her. She is bruised and battered, blood running from more than one gash on her and she favors her left side as she moves. Still, she fills the woods with her words of encouragement and heaves the tanglefoot bag she saved from her pack, then runs towards her saviors spilling from the cave.

ranged touch, second range increment: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 2 = 18

Minotaur reflex save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Shower me with love and adoration for my rolls for all of you… :) (and pay no attention to the fact that it is totally random)

The minotaur is splattered with the gooey substance and quickly rooted to the ground and vegetation surrounding him.

His frustration has hit its peak.

Next up: Everybody! (round 2)

Forgot to mention something to everyone – Each square that looks like it has a tiny tree in it – you can occupy the square with the tree and benefit from partial cover. (see your blessing bonuses above)

I'm not taking a chance here. Have to keep the pressure on the monster

Lissa dives forward as soon as she fires off her first blast. She skids to a halt near Luthor and spins toward the minotaur. This time, however, she pulls the force to call her tidal strike from within instead of without, and a slight edge of weariness washes over her.

taking 1 burn to move and fire that far away.
Kinetic Blast, Inspire, Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 12
Kinetic damage,Inspire: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7
Thank God for entangled...

Wanting to help Janira out as quickly as possible, Nbu T'ka rushes towards the log bridge over the river.

He gingerly steps out and tries to maintain his balance. -- Acrobatics, DC 7 going at half speed - according to my notes. 50/50 but I really don't have ranged.

Nbu T'ka acrobatics to cross narrow surface: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (20) - 4 = 16

Also, I had my tagline wrong - I have a move of 20ft. Apologies if I moved too far at any point earlier.

Once again Lissa feels the blessings of divinity fill her, giving her just enough to direct the blast on target which crashes against the beast who is now stuck to the ground by virtue of the tanglegoo in the bag.

"Haha! I knew that thing would come in handy!" Janira exclaims.

Nbu T'ka nimbly picks his way across the log, closing the distance to the monstrous creature.

Still up -> Nella, Shuo, Kajar and Luthor

Also, I had my tagline wrong - I have a move of 20ft. Apologies if I moved too far at any point earlier.

No worries! I don't think there was ever a situation where you were headed for certain defeat, and it swung the tide of battle. We got it right now, thats all that really matters.

"YES! Nice shot Janira!" Nella calls as the halfling manages to squarely nail the minotaur with the tanglefoot bag. "Those are next on my shopping list for sure!"

If we survive long enough, that is!

Fearful of any of her companions getting too far out of reach Nella runs forward towards the river. Suddenly mindful of the javelin that got lobbed at Janira, she skids to a stop and ducks behind a small tree. Her eyes widen as Nbu continues to advance towards the minotaur.

Is he going to try and tangle with it himself!?

"Nbu T'ka, be careful!"

Lady Shelyn, please keep him safe!

Blessing of the Faithful on Nbu again, hehe. This is shaping up to be quite an exciting battle!

Pwiing!

crossbow, Inspire: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7
damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
or nothing at all...

Kajar lets his bolt fly and then moves forward towards Janira.

"Master Janira! We are here!" Kajar motions towards the halfling, urging her towards the bridge as he swaps his bow for his orc double-axe, focusing more on closing the distance between himself and the minotaur rathere than his errant bolt.

Luthor moves further forward toward Janira as he draws his scimitar.

That stream doesn't look too wide. Maybe i can take a shortcut...

He starts to mentally judge the distance and his own skill as he debates with trying to jump the running water.

"Excellent shot Janira. That big dumb monster is clearly no match for a clever Pathfinder!"

With another arrow ready, Shuo shots again at the beast.

Shortbow, animal aspect (tiger), bless, inspire courage: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 12

Shortbow, inspire courage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Once more Nella's holy light fills Nbu T'ka with a feeling of warmth. Yet again, she singles me out for her attentions...

"Thank you Nella!" cries the tengu over the sound of the raging river, "I will be *squawk* careful. Janira! This way!"

Forgot something last post… 2d4 ⇒ (3, 3) = 6

Kajar’s shot goes wide while Shuo finds his mark again. Luthor closes the distance some more while Nella fills Nbu T’ka with divine strength.

The minotaur roars his frustration, and his muscles bulge, veins popping as he strains against the alchemical glue holding him.

Strength Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

He shatters the glue holding him to the ground, but it is clear that the sticky stuff all over him is affecting his movements. He reaches down to pick up the ax that was ripped from his grasp.

Janira, almost delerious from her fatigue, continues to try in increase the distance from the beast again. She grits her teeth when she realizes that she isn’t a good swimmer, and jumping might not be the best option. She heed’s Nbu T’ka’s call, and breaks for the log. She breaths a sigh of relief as she gets to the other side of the Tengu occultist, feeling slightly safer already, especially as the bovine antagonist breaks free.

Next up: Everybody! (round 3) .

Lissa grits her teeth for a moment, then grasps for the energy she used earlier again, with the floating motes and the crashing echo of high tide around her.(gather power-move action) Without a cry of challenge this time, she flings the water at the minotaur again.

Extended range and gather power- no burn
Kinetic blast,Inspire, Bless: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 19
Kinetic Damage, Inspire: 1d6 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 = 11

Oi, I'm tearing this apart.

"Oh no you don't!"

As the now-freed minotaur reaches down for his weapon, Nella moves forward even further until she stands at the river's edge, water lapping at her feet and soaking the hem of her robes. She begins chanting and points a finger at the rather large and nasty-looking axe. "Hot potato!"

Assuming Nella can move to her current position on the map without issue, she casts Burning Disarm on the minotaur's axe. DC 14 Reflex save to drop it again or he'll take 1d4 fire damage :)

Seeing Lissa and Nella bravely face the Minotoar (and perhaps forgetting that they are doing so from the safety of the River), Nbu T'ka notes that the Minotaur has looked away from Janira and is currently trying to figure out what Nella is doing to it. From deep within himself, the tengu occultist finds a well of courage and charges the beast.

"They are not the ones you want, get me instead! *SCREEEEE*!" Nbu T'ka punctuates his challenge with an eagle's cry that he didn't even know he had in him. (charge action)

Nbu T'ka tetsubo vs Minotaur, magic weapon, charging, bless, IC, Nella's undying love: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 2 = 25
Damage vs Minotaur, magic weapon, IC: 1d10 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 15

Provoking an AoO here as I get within reach. I'm just hoping it dropped its axe!

-- AC 15 for 1 rd.

Having hit the beast two times in a row, Shuo feels confidente and continues to shot.

Shortbow, animal aspect (tiger), bless, inspire courage: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 22

Shortbow, inspire courage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Since Shuo acts earlier than Nbu in the initiative order, I assumed that he could shot the minotaur before Nbu charged. If not, he gets -4 on his attack for shotting into melee.

Holey Moley!

Lissa blasts the minotaur, snapping it out of its rage. For the first time all day, his roar is not one of murderous rage, but of panic. His massive axe glows red hot. He quickly drops his already broken weapon and starts to look for an escape.

Any thoughts of running away are quickly beaten from his simple mind as Nbu T'ka rushes forward. An arrow zings over the Tengu's shoulder to embed itself once again. The magically enhanced tetsubo crushes the minotaur's skull and the mighty beast crashes to his knees, then falls to his face, motionless.

combat over! Well done everyone! I won't be able to get a proper post up until tonight. Janira will be effusive in her gratitude. There is one tunnel you didn't go down, but that is entirely optional at this point.

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