GM Rednal's Rise of the Runelords: AE (Inactive)

Game Master Rednal

Using his Tekko-Kagi to shield himself Tyranius dives in to take care of the vile dog. He slashes down at its neck with his shortsword. Nethys seems to answer his call as he finds divine favor.

Blessing Divine Favor; swift action

Mwk Shortsword; power att; divine favor: 1d20 + 6 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 - 1 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 2 + 1 = 8

Tanwen continues to challenge the exotic woman and lashes out at her with her falcata as she steps in towards her.

Will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
Mwk Falcata: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 3 = 10
Fire Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Though her resolve seems to falter as she lowers her blade momentarily.

Seeing Tanwen falter, Shalluk moved up behind her, keeping the more powerful fighter between himself and the strange creature, healing her as best he could

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

The spirit being continued to fire on the woman, on the other hand. With a little luck they could destroy her, even with the twisted Sanctuary she had called up.

Will Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10

Tyranius managed to deal a glancing blow to the Yeth Hound - its tough hide seemed to resist the damage, and you'd have to find some way around that to truly hurt it. Tanwen's blow was... less than successful, and she looked like she was going to have trouble striking the woman for a little while. (The dog had no such protection.)

The spirit, on the other hand, managed to push past the barrier and fire another bolt into the oddly beautiful woman. She stepped back a moment later, and a cloud of obscuring mist came out of her holy symbol, filling the back half of the room (and concealing her within it). The dog, meanwhile, lashed out at Tyranius-

Bite (Tyranius): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24 for Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 5) + 4 = 15
Will DC 14: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

-and managed to rip out a pretty good chunk of flesh.

Shalluk moved over to Tyranius, hoping to keep the man in this fight. He did not want another dog taking a chunk like that out of his flesh.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

With a mental prod, the spirit turned it's attention to the still visible hound, and opened up on killing it.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 = 9

TYranius drops his defensive posture with his Tekko-Kagi and slashes both weapons at the yeth hound with the last bit of strength that he has left.

MWK Shortsword: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 1 = 23
Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 - 1 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 2 = 7
Crit Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 = 8

MWK Tekko-Kagi: 1d20 + 5 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 5 - 1 = 19
Damage: 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 2 = 4

Weapon Focus on Tekko-Kagi; Power Attack

Feeling a bit unsure about striking the angelic woman Tanwen moves around to help with the dog.

Mwk Falcata: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Fire Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

The bolt from Shalluk's summoned companion shot into the hound (accurately enough - not amazingly so, but easily accurate enough to hit), although it didn't do a great deal of damage. Tyranius lashed out a moment later, his blade digging deep into the creature. It wasn't enough to drop the creature, but it was definitely enough to hurt it, and Tanwen came into support the attacks a moment later. Fire, incidentally, seemed perfectly capable of hurting it... and after that blow, it was badly wounded. One more solid strike, like the one Tanwen had just delivered, would probably be enough to drop it. It wasn't dead yet, though, and whirled at Tanwen to try and savage her.

Bite: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Unfortunately for it, it was just a little too shallow of a blow... meanwhile, the woman in the fog was probably doing something, but it wasn't at all clear what.

Shalluk muttered about the fog, wishing one of them had the ability to disperse it, but it wasn't one of his spells, and he had little magical strength remaining. Remebering the battle earlier, he reloaded his crossbow with silver, and opened up on the creature.

Crossbow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 7

Meanwhile, the spirit continued it's assault on the dog too.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 4) + 4 = 11

I don't think I had a challenge to use, but it looks like the damage from challenge wasn't included.

Mastrework Falcata: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 171d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 3 + (3) = 11

Tanwen attacks the dog, trying to get rid of the closer threat before the woman in the fog could do a whole lot.

Seeing the dog well in hand Tyranius tries his hand at the corrupted angelic woman.

Will save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

Tyranius drops his last vial of chemical smoke and shifts around the dog to the woman. Use ki to swift vanish He tries to slash his shortsword and Tekko-Kagi into her back side.

MWK Shortsword: 1d20 + 4 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 - 1 + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 2 + 1 = 9
Sneak Attack Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 2) = 8

MWK Tekko-Kagi: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 2 + 1 = 6
Sneak Attack Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10

Weapon Focus on Tekko-Kagi; Power Attack; Divine Favor

Tyranius, don't forget that you can't do TWF without a Full Attack, and you can't do that if you're moving...

Working together, Shalluk and Tanwen managed to put the canine creature out of your misery, even as Tyranius disappeared into the concealing fog, searching around for a moment before stabbing out with his shortsword.

Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 31

She let out a cry of pain as it connected, then whipped a massive broadsword around at the evasive man.

Melee (Tyranius): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Rather fortunately for him, it only crashed into the ground, cratering it next to his feet.

Shalluk glanced at Tanwen. He had no idea how to deal with a creature hiding in the fog. His eyes wouldn't let him spot her through the fog, and his crossbow was next to useless at such short range. Still, he couldn't allow Tyanius to face her alone. Without a target the called spirit simply waited, so Shalluk moved into the fog, crossbow ready to lash out.

Assuming Shalluk can find her, he'll use Shooter's Resolve to fire from fire feet away, negating the fog's penalities.

Crossbow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 6

Wasn't quite sure how far away the woman was. Was assuming she was a 5 foot step away.

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5 If needed to find the woman in the fog.

Masterwork Falcata: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 281d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 3 + (3) = 13
Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 181d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Tanwen steps into the fog, ready to assist Tyranius in dealing with the woman.

Tyranius shifts slightly into a flanking position with Tanwen. 5 foot step if possible.

MWK Shortsword: 1d20 + 4 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 4 - 1 + 2 = 16
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 2 = 9
Sneak Attack Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 5) = 11

MWK Tekko-Kagi: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 5 - 1 + 2 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 2 = 7
Sneak Attack Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2

Weapon Focus on Tekko-Kagi; Power Attack

It was more than five feet. XD

Tanwen, rather unfortunately, did not have any luck locating the woman, despite the sounds of battle. Actually was unfortunate, given the great attack roll. XD; Well, that's how the dice roll sometimes.

Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 78

Shalluk's bolt, meanwhile, managed to pierce a bit of her armor... but both of Tyranius' blows missed, and the strangely beautiful woman just let out a howl as she brought her weapon down in an overhand chop at Shalluk.

Melee (Shalluk): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

I even forgot that I'm using a x3 critical weapon, so if I had been able to find her, the damage would have been even higher since I forgot 1d8+3 damage

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (14) - 1 = 13 A little better, it beats DC10 at least.

Masterwork Falcata: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 251d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 3 + (4) = 13

Tanwen once again attempts to locate the woman so she can be murdered pacified.

Shalluk, now low on spells and out of tricks, opened fire anyway. This thrice blasted misted was going to be inconvenient. He also mentally direct the spirit to attack again, although he had no idea how accurate through the fog such a shot would be. In theory, he could dismiss and recall it here, but...

Crossbow Bolt: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 7

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10

Tyranius continues to try and get through the woman's incredible defenses.

I have asked too much of Nethys this day. I need to rest.

MWK Shortsword: 1d20 + 4 - 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 4 - 1 + 1 + 2 = 17
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 2 + 1 = 6
Sneak Attack Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8

MWK Tekko-Kagi: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 5 - 1 + 1 + 2 = 11
Damage: 1d6 + 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 2 + 1 = 8
Sneak Attack Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 2) = 6

Weapon Focus on Tekko-Kagi; Power Attack; divine favor; flanking

Miss Chances: 3d100 ⇒ (46, 49, 96) = 191 ...That's a slightly disturbing set of rolls.

This time around, Tanwen was able to locate the woman and deliver a quick strike with her weapon, even as Shalluk and his spirit attacked in tandem. Tyranius' strikes, sadly, were unable to actually land on her - something that could only be called misfortune.

"LAMASHTU!" she howled as unholy energy surged through her weapon and she swung out at Tyranius.

Melee (Tyranius): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18 for Damage: 1d10 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15

Swearing, Shalluk moved to Tyranius and cast his final spell to try and keep him alive. He was out of power, though...if this woman kept attacking like this, they'd be crushed.

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Masterwork Falcata: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 281d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + (1) = 8
Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 232d8 + 6 ⇒ (2, 8) + 6 = 16

Tanwen strikes out at the woman once more, with accuracy and power, knowing that the woman needed to be dispatched quickly.

With the massive blow from the fallen angelic woman Tyranius collapses to the ground. His eyes quickly open once again as Shalluk tends to his wounds.

Staying as defensive as he can Tyranius tries to stand back up.

Stand up and full defense. AC currently 22

Miss Chance?: 1d100 ⇒ 4

For just a moment, it looked like Tanwen was going to drop the woman - but she twisted out of the way at the last moment, the concealing fog allowing her to avoid the attack. (And it didn't seem to be slowing her down at all - was there some effect that allowed her to see past it?) It was a good thing for her, too - Tanwen's blow definitely would have taken her down otherwise, and she let out a savage howl as she swung her weapon around at Tanwen.

Melee (Tanwen): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

...Unless you were a barbarian, though, flying into a rage was a pretty poor battle strategy. Her sword missed in its entirety, and she abruptly withdrew deeper into the fog, careful to avoid letting her guard down.

If you wish, you may make a DC 15 Perception check to find her in the fog (you must make it yourself, not have her location pointed out). It will take a move action to reach her.

Perception (Shalluk): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Shalluk's eyes flashed for a moment as the magic in them hunted for the woman in the fog...and spotted her retreat. The crossbow swung, Shalluk cocking a fresh bolt into the mechanism, and the string sang out.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 4

Perception (Spirit): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

The spirit creature's eyes went blank as it lost it's prey in the fog, unable to see it from the distance it was at...for now.

Oh, wait - 19's a crit with a crossbow.
Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 6

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Tanwen has no idea where the woman retreated off to, and wanders around aimlessly in the fog.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Tyranius digs through the thick fog but is unable to find the woman. Where did she go?

Maybe it was his infernal heritage and a natural penchant for seeing through smoke at work, but Shalluk was the only one who could actually see through the smoke...

Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 97

...and his bowstrike was accurate. Letting out a raging battle cry to her dark goddess, the warrior woman wasted no time at all in stepping in and swinging at him again.

Melee (Shalluk): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25 for Damage: 1d10 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24 ...Ow.

...It was a hell of a hit, too, but at least she looked almost as wounded as Shalluk was.

Eyes wide, Shalluk whimpered at both the pain and the dramatic loss of blood that his body was now experiencing. For a moment Shalluk remembered all the other times - all the other beatings, all the times he'd left a town bleeding and crying and only one step ahead of a mob that had a noose for his neck. All the times he'd been forced to turn his own healing magics on himself. Magics he had depleted...

Shalluk remembered the people he'd met in Sandpoint that had accepted him, the people who worked with him, bringing him to this point. A point where it looked like he might die, it had to said...but he couldn't remember a time when he'd been happier, more accepted.

He remembered hiding in the woods, the mountains, hoping to avoid everyone, living without the pain of rejection or the beatings. But it had been existing, not living.

It hadn't been worth it.

With a groan Shalluk staggered back a few steps, mumbling in Aklo, giving himself the limited space he needed to recock the crossbow and raise it to open fire once more. If he was going to die, he was going to do it proving every comment about his blood wrong, every harsh word wrong, every kick and blow unjustified.

He would die as a hero.

To Hit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 9

Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 10

Miss Chance: 1d100 ⇒ 60

Perception: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14 Any chance the DC lowered with her striking Shalluk?

Masterwork Falcata: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 131d8 + 3 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 3 + (3) = 13

Tanwen attempts once more to locate the woman, but is likely to miss her even if she does locate her.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Tyranius flounders about in the thick mist. Where the hells did she go? Shalluk is that you?

Shalluk would die as a hero - or live as one. The latter actually seemed rather more likely now - with the final bolt, the woman's body crumpled as the mist she'd conjured up dispersed. She wasn't quite dead yet, but unless someone healed her, it was only a matter of time before she finished bleeding out.

"Do not allow her to escape into death." Tanwen speaks up seeing the woman as she falls. "Sandpoint will want justice to be served for the events that transpired, if she is responsible, even in the slightest. Then she should face judgement for her crimes." Tanwen knew that had it been her family that had been harmed in the attacks, she would want justice to be served to those responsible, so it was the responsibility of herself and her compatriots to make sure that justice could be served. "If you can stop her from bleeding to death, I'll bind her, it wouldn't be my first time tying someone up...Though it might be the first time the other person was unconscious."

Gasping in relief, Shalluk slumped to one knee. With a mindless reaction born of years of training he reloaded and rearmed the crossbow, checking it for battle damage and marks as he did. Then he glanced at the dying woman. A woman dying in large part to his own hands. Shalluk looked away. It was what had to be done, but he took no pride in the fact. He knew what it was like to not belong with people. He had simply never grown bitter, as this woman had.

Heal: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

tyranius bends down and tries to do what he can to stop her bleeding. Someone tie her up. We can't have her fighting us if she awakens.

He tries to think back on all he learned to stanch bleeding from his days spent in training. Unfortunately he wasn't paying a lot of attention. he tears a small bit of her shirt and ties it around the pooling blood.

Tyranius' attempt isn't enough to stop her bleeding (Heal DC 15). Successful Aid Another's from Shalluk and Tanwen would be enough, as would any other normal way of stopping someone from bleeding out.

Aid another: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (18) - 1 = 17

Tanwen will aid Tyranius in treating the woman's wounds and then ties the woman up with her rope.

Shalluk looked at the woman. He wasn't sure that leaving her, or putting a bolt through her skull, were not the more merciful options than letting her awaken to failure and capture...but the others wished her alive, and he had no stomach for killing the helpless. He cast Stabilize, although he had no intention of helping her recover further or gain conciousness until well after they were gone.

He used the rope in his pack to fashion bonds for her hands, passing them to Tyranius in place of the cloth ones he had made, as well as gagging her. He also made sure her fingers were tied into a shape that would not allow spell casting.

Once she was bound, Shalluk removed her equipment as best he could, taking pains to search for any holy symbols the woman might have and destroying them. He had no wish to see what magic she could call, and even removing her ability to move her hands, speak or use a holy symbol might not be enough. He gestured for Tanwen to search her more thoroughly in the areas a man truly should not search a female prisoner.

The woman scared Shalluk. He did not want her to escape.

Tyranius finishes tying her up and looks over at Shalluk. What did you find on her?

Tanwen had to wonder why Shalluk would have issues searching the woman throughly, but Tanwen had no such issue, though it was harder to search her now that she was tied up.

Her things include a +1 breastplate, a +1 bastard sword, a masterwork composite longbow with 20 arrows, a silver disc hanging from a leather cord (that's inscribed with a strange mark and radiates faint necromancy magic), a gold holy symbol of Lamashtu (promptly broken by Shalluk), 7 PP, and 5 GP.

Arcane Spell Failure: 1d100 ⇒ 78
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

Tanwen will attempt to identify the silver disc.

Showing the gathered items, Shalluk added, "I would also benefit from some healing, please. My..." the Tiefling looked down at the gaping slice the bastard had left in his chest and armour for a moment, looking for the best way describe it, "...body hurts."

Tyranius uses his remaining spells as he converts the power that Nethys has bestowed upon him. The magic in his hand turns from violent cackling raw power to a more of a healing light.

CLW Shalluk: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
CLW Shalluk: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

I am now out of spells, blessings and fervors. We should really rest soon.

Tyranius kicks around the gear. This will all bring good coin in town.

Shalluk nodded his thanks to Tyranius for the healing, although as usual he felt queasy from the healing. He wondered if it was his heritage that made him feel so...

"With her capture, I believe the Goblin threat is broken." Shalluk glanced down at the woman, wondering what her fate would be. "If we can withdraw for the day, we can return on the morrow to finish searching this place."

The medallion grants its wearer a +1 resistance bonus on all saving throws. Once per day, as a free action, it may be commanded to bestow the effects of false life on the wearer. Placed on the neck of a dead body, the medallion preserves the body indefinitely via a gentle repose effect.

"That is likely the case, I doubt the goblins could organize like this on their own. We have likely prevented the attack for now." Tanwen said agreeing. "I worry what might happen if we leave and come back, but it's probably more important to get this one under proper supervision." She added in reference to the woman.

Tanwen then holds up the woman's medallion. "This item seems quite useful, I believe one of us should make some use of it. It can allow us to gain temporary health and increases resilience against a manner of things. If no one else is interested in it, I could make some use of it."

Tanwen is probably in the most need of the +1 to saves right now, having the lowest reflex and will saves in the group (though she has the highest fort, tied with Tyranius against non disease/poison). I have no need for the other items we found with the woman so I'm fine with selling the rest unless someone needs something.

Tanwen can grab it, sure. No objection from me.

Shalluk nodded that he had no objection to the idea of Tanwen taking the item. "If we are done, I shall transport us all back to town..."

Unless someone objected, Shalluk would use his Astral Caravan ability to take the party and the prisoner back to outskirts of town.

Same. no objections here. I can't really use much else that is there but we can sell it for some good gold.

It would be nice to get back and get some rest after dealing with these inane goblins. Tyranius says as he puts his weapons back into their sheaths and gathers up the woman and equipment that was on her into his pack.

...Also, in case it wasn't obvious, the medallion is a neck-slot item. XD

Exactly one hour after you'd left - thanks to some quirk of Shalluk's power that nobody could adequately explain - the three of you were safely about 200 feet outside the gates of the town. The unconscious woman had been carried the whole time, and hadn't stirred, but she'd probably wake up before too much more time had passed as her body naturally healed.

After checking her bonds once more, Shalluk carried the woman to the Sherriff's office. He hoped they would be able to hold the woman until she could be tried.