"Unfortunately....no. Teleportation is out due to the nature of the storms." she replies to the Sword of Katapesh. "And this is the fastest ship I'm able to convince to make the trip. Seems your predecessors..." Nodding to Syllyn "...made an impact on the captain. Without their efforts...I'm not sure we'd have his cooperation here either."
"As for these storm, I know they can be rather....brutal. Alas, I don't have any personal knowledge on how to avoid them. Yes, the fragments to the key are from the crypts. One was mine, one hers, and the other belonged to my fallen comrade. They must be retrieved so I may put them away safely and....well...and so he can have his proper rest."
"You are after Iramine. She was heading up the local Razmirian cult. She..." trailing off, Reginar's face betrays her, looking quite troubled. "She has a deep desire to obtain the mass of wealth in the city. And she cares not for whom it may harm."
"Again, I need you to take the Black Mist with haste to the island, find Iramine, and recover the amulet before she can use it to plunder Xin-Grafar in the name of the Living God. Bring the amulet to me so I may return it to the Crypt and put Kassen's spirit to rest."
"Any further questions?"
Between Flyn, Phoebe, and Syllyn: You gain the following
Wall of Background Information:
The Pathfinder Chronicles state that the City of Golden Death was once a thriving metropolis called Kestrillon, a shining beacon of magical research. Tar-Baphon himself led an army onto the island, conquered the city, and renamed the city Xin-Grafar after the Thassilonian style. He stored his wealth there, protecting it with a nefarious trap.
Later, the Chronicles say, Tar-Baphon used the city as a base from which to build the Wizard-King’s Pit, a trap for the god Aroden. Tar-Baphon lured the Last Azlanti to the island in the hopes that he’d be able to force Aroden to descend into the pit. Aroden would then be sucked to the bottom and deposited on the Negative Energy Plane, where he would succumb to that plane’s energies. When Aroden successfully thwarted the wizard-king’s attempt on his life, Tar-Baphon was destroyed, though he would later rise again as the Whispering Tyrant, one of Golarion’s most feared nightmares. The Wizard-King’s Pit was never destroyed and lies open, connecting the lush, forested island to the Negative Energy Plane—a connection that, over time, has laid waste to the land around it and given the island its current name and reputation.
A great island-encompassing negative energy storm perodically wracks the middle of Lake Encartha for months at a time. These storms have warped the wildlife, twisted the terrain, and poisoned the rivers.
Flyn shakes his head. "No more questions from me, sir. Negative energy, pits, traps, all the nastiness left by what became the Whispering Tyrant...it appears we have our work cut out for us...time is of the essence as Iramine has a head start on us. We should leave immediately...we shall do our best!"
Flyn bows to Reginar and makes to leave for the ship...
"Anything useful you want to give us to assist with this mission?"
Whendel pauses hopefully, but doubting it.
"I'll get on the Black Mist now. Hopefully I will see you soon with necklace fragments. Fare well, Reginar."
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
Whendel Walkner wrote:
"Anything useful you want to give us to assist with this mission?"
"I think I will make myself comfortable on the boat first." "Then worry about the horrible island once we get there." "Who knows, maybe we can catch this greed crazed woman before we get close to the island. Seas are big, dangerous places. Maybe they will have 'difficulties' that will delay them."
Whendel gathers his things and makes for the gang plank. "But don't mention difficulties in front of the crew. They are probably a superstitious lot." "Be thankful we have the ship we got." "We could be rowing all the way on some around here."
I posted in the wrong window. My apologies. "Ignore the man behind the curtain." "That must be an inplanar anomaly." "Very strange indeed." "This lake must act like an instellar receiver."
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
"If it helps push us forward upon our quest filled with mortal peril, I'll side with Thaia too. If it matters much to you the last time that happened to me I was in a marketplace in Katapesh when a planar rift opened up and some invisible, irresistible force arrived, and tore my friend limb from limb in front of a crowd of onlookers. So, it could be worse."
"I supplied you the fastest boat I could under the circumstances." she snaps back, growlling "If it weren't so urgent...I've half a mind to make you swim!"
Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, she forces a smile. "You know as much as I do....if not more at this point. I wish you well and hope to see you soon. Best of luck!" without another word, she twirls around and heads away down the docks.
As you board, Captain Walren eyes the group weerily, though offering Syllyn a respectful nod. "Pleased to see you again sir. Accomodations are the same as before."
Though most of the crew give Syllyn a nod, one bent, elderly man hobbles up to the group. His matching grey beard and hair contrast sharply with the black leather armor and eye patch. He offers a gap tooth grin. "Owdy yall. I'm Mabon the Destroyer. Pleased ter meetcha. Used to captain me own boat, but now workin with Captain Walren."
The scurvy crew rolls their eyes as they shove off from the dock and turn away from shore. You overhear one mumbles "Work? Would like to see that..."
The elderly man presses on, as if he didn't hear the remark. [b]"Tis a great tale iffen yall err interested.
Without delay the vessels proper captain makes his way to the helm, whistling to himself as he navigates the waves.
Flyn bows to the old man and smiles. "By all means, Mabon, I'd be delighted to hear your tale...has it anything to do with this island we're traveling to?"
"That would be useful, no doubt. Still, I deal in tales and if it is a good one I'd love to hear it even if it isn't. Though I may need you to repeat it a few times until I have it memorized."
Beaming with pride, he launches into his story. "Well ya see 'ere...I were meself a captain wit me own ship. Sailed o'er on the Arcadia Sea! Twere a glorious time. Wes saved damsels...acquired goods...all sorta goodly tings."
Glancing towards the captain, his grin widens. "All stopped sudden-like one day. We was ashore, enjoying us a time atcha nice tavern. Drinks, foods, and...women-folk. Oh boy! Dem women-folk. Ya know how tis, yeah?"
"Well got mah all liquored up ya see, talken up dis FINE young ting...she bein all sorts er 'cited bout mes 'ventures...."
The man's eyes seem to unfocus as he stares into the distance. Trailing off, he's obviously lost in thought. A bit of water splashes from the lake below, shaking him out of his trance and he pushes forward.
"Errr...yeah. She were a beauty! Anyways...night wore on and such. Wes talken an enjoyin each otta. Tavern be closen and wes decided didn't want night ter end, yas see?"
Offering a sly wink to Syllyn, he nudges the skald. "Ya know what I mean, eh boy?"
"Well...turn out...me lady o da night were daughter to the city’s Captain of Horse! After wes bedded...I were surely dead. Alas, that surly dwarf 'er t set fire to the inn and dragged me drunk an besotted with lust into them muddy streets! I might not be 'ere before you today iffen he haden't!”
"Now, I be one o da best pilots on dis 'ere lake!" beams the man.
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
GM RePete wrote:
"Errr...yeah. She were a beauty! Anyways...night wore on and such. Wes talken an enjoyin each otta. Tavern be closen and wes decided didn't want night ter end, yas see?"
Offering a sly wink to Syllyn, he nudges the skald. "Ya know what I mean, eh boy?"
"Yes," Abaal says nudging Syllyn with an elbow and giving him a secret wink. "Our friend here is quite the sly trousered snake."
"I'm more of a tale teller than a singer. I love a good long saga with heroics, drama, redemption, irony, tragedy, you know - all the things that make a good story. If you got a song with all that, then I'd love to hear it."
Syllyn looks a bit harder at the man, not understanding why he would be such a snake. Now if Abaal called Syllyn that, it would make sense.
It probably has something to do with either the elimination of bodily wastes or procreation. Half of their vocabulary seems to revolve around those two acts.
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
Which is why Abaal called Syllyn that... assuming Syllyn is in fact wearing trousers.
Phoebee wrote:
I have some nice stories too. she says but I usually sing them.
The man gleefully begins to regale you with stories of his past exploits over the next couple days. Suddenly Captain Walren turns the barge towards the open water. "I must urge yall to stay below now, gun get a bit rougher and I need me friend ter assist mah."
You are free to stay on deck if you wish, but the captain is persistent for you to head below for safety.
A couple more days pass and you are informed by the crew you should arrive at the island the following morning. Suddenly in the dead of night, Whendel and Flyn wake up to shouting. Though their groggy brains aren't able to make out all the words, the are certain they heard one loud and clear. "SNAKES!"
The snakes attack around 2 am. Anyone that would be awake and beat a DC 5 would also have heard the shouts. Otherwise, Whendel and Flyn were the only 2 that made it while sleeping.
The door to your quarters is open, it would take a move action to get on deck.
Players up Round 1: Remember if you are sleeping, did you take your armor off before hand?
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
GM RePete from Discussion wrote:
Flyn, I placed you in an approximate place.
As for the yelling, I'm going to say it negates the -10 for their sleeping. With that, they need only make a DC 5 perception to wake up.
*SNORT!*
Abaal stands up and moves to the deck unsheathing his sword as he goes.
Whendel will cast mage armor on himself. He then will try to wake up anyone sleeping in his immediate area.
"Get up! We are under attack! Grab your stuff and get on deck quick! Attack!!!!
"I knew we were sailing too smoothly to this horrible island." " Didn't I say we were sailing too smooth?"
Whatever it is can kiss my ..." (Long string of curses that fades as he looks around for his gear).
Flyn shouts a word of warning and rushes from the room and up to the deck. Spotting the closest foe, he fires an arrow and connects soundly.
His companions rouse to battle and prepare to engage what awaits.
The constrictors turn to the archer, the blue-scaled hisses violently and lurches forward. Spotting the toothy maw, the elven man leaps out of the way.
The second snake seeing the arrow protruding from his companion lashes at the closest fleeing deck hand, tearing out his throat with one bite, and slides towards the adventurers.
Whendel grabs his backpack, belt, and mace. He then races up onto the deck.
Move action to gather up things and move action to head up to the deck. I am not sure where Whendel emerges on deck. Whendel will stop at least 10' away from the snakes if possible.
Syllyn does not like the odds of fighting the snakes with no armor.
Again? First we get stuck in the temple with all our gear hidden away, and now we have to fight these dang snakes with no armor. Are the gods trying to tell me something?
Nevertheless he begins a raging song and joins the others up top.
Remember that if you accept the raging song you also get a spirit wisp attack.
Raging Song:
Raging Song (Su): A skald is trained to use music, oration, and similar performances to inspire his allies to feats of strength and ferocity. At 1st level, a skald can use this ability for a number of rounds per day equal to 3 + his Charisma modifier. For each level beyond 1st, he can use raging song for 2 additional rounds per day.
Starting a raging song is a standard action, but it can be maintained each round as a free action. A raging song cannot be disrupted, but it ends immediately if the skald is killed, paralyzed, stunned, knocked unconscious, or otherwise prevented from taking a free action each round to maintain it. A raging song counts as the bard's bardic performance special ability for any effect that affects bardic performances. A skald may learn bard masterpieces.
A raging song has audible components, but not visual components. Allies must be able to hear the skald for the song to have any effect on them. A deaf skald has a 20% chance to fail when attempting to use a raging song. If he fails this check, the attempt still counts against his daily limit.
When the skald begins a raging song and then on each ally's turn, if the ally can hear the raging song, that ally must decide whether to accept or refuse its effects. This is not an action. Unconscious allies automatically accept the song. If accepted, the raging song's effects on that ally last for that ally's turn or until the song ends, whichever comes first.
Inspired Rage Effects:
Inspired Rage (Su) At 1st level, affected allies gain a +2 morale bonus to Strength and Constitution and a +1 morale bonus on Will saving throws, but also take a –1 penalty to AC. While under the effects of inspired rage, allies other than the skald cannot use any Charisma-, Dexterity-, or Intelligence-based skills (except Acrobatics, Fly, Intimidate, and Ride) or any ability that requires patience or concentration. At 4th level and every 4 levels thereafter, the song's bonuses on Will saves increase by 1; the penalty to AC doesn't change. At 8th and 16th levels, the song's bonuses to Strength and Constitution increase by 2. (Unlike the barbarian's rage ability, those affected are not fatigued after the song ends.) If an ally has her own rage class ability (such as barbarian's rage, bloodrager's bloodrage, or skald's inspired rage), she may use the Strength, Constitution, and Will saving throw bonuses, as well as AC penalties, based on her own ability and level instead of those from the skald (still suffering no fatigue afterward). However, inspired rage does not allow the ally to activate abilities dependent on other rage class abilities, such as rage powers, blood casting, or bloodrager bloodlines; the ally must activate her own rage class ability in order to use these features.
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
Syllyn wrote:
Syllyn does not like the odds of fighting the snakes with no armor.
Again? First we get stuck in the temple with all our gear hidden away, and now we have to fight these dang snakes with no armor. Are the gods trying to tell me something?
"YES! SNAKES!" declares Abaal.
The arrow is the door down to the barracks. Are the barracks down a stair from the main deck or even with it? I am guessing that Flyndyngylyn is on the deck above where we (Syllyn, and Abaal) are.
Assuming he is on the same level and can actually interact with the snakes (and they are alive), Abaal, in his shorts, swings his blade in a defensive manner a sort of shield of swings to fend off the ophidian opponents.
+4 AC/AC 18.
falchion v pink (overhand chop, shield of swings):1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11damage (multiply by .5):2d4 + 9 ⇒ (4, 1) + 9 = 14
"Can't you all push out on deck? We are bottled up here. Fish in a barrel comes to mind."
"What is happening? I can only see Flyn raising and firing his bow."
Whendel is quivering with pent up energy bouncing from foot to foot. "We got to get up there."
Male Human (Keleshite) Fighter (two-handed) 8 | hp 11/74 | AC 20, T 14, FF 16 | CMD 25 (27 v sunder) | F +10, R +7, W +6 | Spd 30' (40' land)| Init +3 | KnArc +7, KnDun +7, KnPla +7, KnRel +7, Perc +0, SensM +0, Spcft +8 |
Whendel Walkner wrote:
"Can't you all push out on deck? We are bottled up here. Fish in a barrel comes to mind."
"It is like the Ancient Osirian saying: Bezīhi be’inifaloti jeliba layi ke’inezīhi inati weledi ibabochi gari yalehuti! Be’iyanidīnide sewi wisit’i banidīrachini be’ānidīnidē yet’ebochi k’edīdīchini lukefēreni newi! Pardon my Osirian."
Ancient Osirian:
"It is like the Ancient Osirian saying: I've had it with these motherf!%!ing snakes on this motherf@&!ing boat! Everyone strap in we are about to open some port holes."
Sorry for the confusion on the map. The mod doesn't have a map for this part. The arrow shows where the stairs from below empty out on the main deck.
As everyone makes it ondeck, Flyn drops the first snake and buries a second arrow deep in the side of the second.
The remaining snake lashes out at Flyn, failing to even come close. Eyeing the remaining combatants, it turns and leaps overboard.
Bite vs Flyn:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Abaal, Phoebee, Syllyn can each take an AoO if they'd like. Combat over
"Thanks fer ya help." acknowledges Captain Walren as the deck hands slowly return and get back to work. Pointing out in the distance he advises "Der be the Island. We will arrive in a few hours. Anything yall need ter do beforehand, I suggest ya get to er. I'll take you ashore meself."
Turning to look Syllyn straight in the eyes, he adds "I's will wait 10 days. If ya not back by morning of the 11th, I's gun assume ya died."
Syllyn is perfectly happy ot allow the snake to live. After all, they are kindred spirits.
"10 Days it is. If we don't make it back by that time I guess you would have to be mad to stick around. Keep safe."
Do we need a rest? What time of the day is it? We have not spent any renewable resources yet (other than an arrow or two and one round of rage), so shy not go on.
