GM ShadowLord's PFS #3-19: The Icebound Outpost (Inactive)

Game Master The Rising Phoenix

Nym moves to his familiar door way. :p

religion: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Melisandre will follow Saphera into the room with Miðgarðsormr.

Grym remains close to Saphera, though he is temporarily distracted by the impressive statue.

Cid brings up the rear. He has his bow out with an arrow knocked.

My bad, I thought one of them was still alive. :x

Waiting on Troyst to position himself.

Oops

Troyst stretches as he joins the party, making sure he's actually ok. He stands off to the side a bit, ready in case anyone comes around the corner. He mumbles softly to himself, "Cayden Cailean damn me if I run in to another room like that."

A few seconds after everyone has entered the room, a sensation of deep cold and despair overtakes Saphera, Grym and Missy. The air around them seems to disrupt their life force. Each target takes 1d6 ⇒ 6 damage and 1 Strength damage. DC12 Fort for half.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Fortitude save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Knowledge religion: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Saphera shivers slightly. "I think we should move back out of this area. Something seems off."

Once everyone back out of the room, Saphera moves back through the entrance.

(If we save, do we still take the strength damage?)

You know it doesn't say, I'll say no.

Perception: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11
Fortitude DC12 (Missy): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
"What happened to the heat?"

Fortitude DC12 (Middy): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

I think the 'round down' rule kicks in and reduces the damage to zero unless stated otherwise.

Perception, with Inspiration: 1d20 + 10 + 1d6 ⇒ (17) + 10 + (2) = 29
Knowledge (Religion) with Inspiration: 1d20 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 7 + (3) = 16
Fortitude: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19

Grym shivers uncontrollably as the wave of cold passes over him. He regains his composure and puts up a hand as Saphera suggests departing.

"While I do not recall what deity this icon represents, I do recollect reading about emanations such as the one we just experienced. This is, in some measure, a ritual of indebtedness for the goddess' protection. I believe I know an antiphon to end the effect."

If you like, I can make up a ritual, or does the scenario specify what should be done?

Doesn't specify, make it up!

Cid shifts his weight from foot to foot to get a better view of what Grym is doing.

Grym approaches the statue with his hands raised to the ceiling. He takes one step forward, then two steps backward while bowing deeply to the statue. He steps forward once to return to his original position, whirls one pace to his left, then spins two more circuits to his right. A final grandiose spin takes him back to his starting location, and the half-elf suddenly drops to his knees, with his hands on the floor and his head bowed to the statue.

It would seem Grym's rendition of the rite is spot on. When he drops to his knees the temperature in the room seems to rise back to its previous level as the statue seems to emit a soft sigh. While still quite warm, it is noticeably warmer in the room.

"It seems like Grym's dance put whatever that was to rest." Saphera says as she pull out her wand of healing.

"Does anyone else require healing?" Saphera activates the wand and heals herself.

Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

After evaluating everyone's condition, Saphera begins searching the area.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

"Thank you Saphera. I could use a little healing. That cold was brutal."

"I'm good on healing thank you" He looks at Grym "That was quite the dance my good fellow!" And lightly slaps him on the back.

He looks around for anything interesting.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

There does not appear to be anything else of interest in this room other than the statue.

(Was that cold damage? If so, Saphera has energy resistance (5) to cold.)

Saphera activates the wand once again and releases its positive energy into Melisandre.

Wand of CLW (Melisandre): 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Convinced that the area has nothing to offer, Saphera moves out of the room and begins exploring Northeast.

Nym produces his wand of healing. "I can not use this myself, but there is no reason for you Saphera to burden yourself solely with the expensive of healing the group. Please use mine for a while." Nym hands his wand over to Saphera.

Feeling curious he pokes head around the corner into the next hallway.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Bill's Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20

Not sure if the north west room is considered fully searched, if it is he follows behind Saphera.

I thought about that too Saphera, it's not listed as cold though./ooc]

[ooc]That are is considered explored Nym, I have nothing else. I've cleared the FOW.

As the party heads north east towards the steps they begin to hear repeated tap-tap-tap-tap sounds. Faint at first and louder as they turn the corner to the steps. Looking in the room they see that the sheer walls of the glacier dominate this open courtyard, towering as high or higher than the central sanctum’s tall, spired dome on the courtyard’s south end. A wide set of stairs leads up into the sanctum itself, while a lone statue stands out as the only feature of the courtyard, whose walls are encased in thick ice.

The sounds that you heard are the noise of chiseling, cracking ice,
and heaving workers. Four men illdressed in ragged clothing hack at the glacial eastern wall of the courtyard with rusted picks. If it weren’t for the physical exertion required to make headway in clearing the glacier from the temple, they would likely be shivering, but each is covered in sweat as though working in 90-degree heat. They pay no attention to you and keep working.

A man in behind them lashes out as one steps with a whip and says sternly, "BACK TO WORK!". The slavedriver is a leathery-skinned man, short and squat, who looks to have just come out of weeks spent
under the harsh desert sun of another world. He is dressed in bulky, bone-studded leather lined with furs, and he chuckles as he lashes with his whip at one of the slaves, who has slipped and fallen into the shin-deep snow made of the slaves’ glacial shavings.

The noise of the work has apparently masked your approach thus far. A tawny cat paces around her master however and looks in your direction.

Saphera make a stealth check.

I moved Nym up as if he was following

Stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

(Nym, seeing you are down 1 hp, did you wan't me to use the wand on you?)

Stealth: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (16) - 1 = 15

After observing the taskmaster do his thing, Saphera embraces her holy symbol and and whispers a short prayer to Ragathiel. As her soft words trail off, a slight glimmer surrounds the young inquisitor.

(If we manage to gain surprise, only apply the casting of shield of faith. If there is no surprise round then apply the full action on Saphera's initiative.)

(Standard action) Cast shield of faith. (Move action) Saphera will move 20' into the room.

"Taskmaster, by order of the pathfinder society, I lay claim to this temple and its artifacts. In lieu of your poorly chosen profession, I will give you this one opportunity to put down that whip and leave this place!"

"I'm good on healing thank you" He looks at Grym "That was quite the dance my good fellow!" And lightly slaps him on the back.

Grym nods appreciatively at the compliment. "To be completely forthright, I do not believe the pirouettes were necessary; they just felt apropos."

He heals himself with his wand of cure light wounds as the party explores the statue room. Healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Grym remains close to Saphera as the party approaches the next chamber, but he does not follow her in, hoping for a clear shot should battle be joined.

I am going to just live dangerously with a burned hand :p

It was 1 damage from the fire with a save and I made it. Wasn't sure if it rounded down to 0 or not.

Cid sleuths up and scowls when he sees the slave driver. He looks around cautiously.

stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

"Taskmaster, by order of the pathfinder society, I lay claim to this temple and its artifacts. In lieu of your poorly chosen profession, I will give you this one opportunity to put down that whip and leave this place!"

The slave drive lowers his whips and turns to face Saphera a bit surprised. He shouts his head to the south and says loudly,[/b]Cathixia! Neevindi! Pathfinders![/b]

He man grabs a hold of the closest slave and wraps his arm around his throat using him as a shield. He casts a spell on himself as he hides behind the slave.

The flicker of an unseen flame moves and the lighting in the room changes. The room illuminates in the dim light, the shadows shifting as if something were moving in front of its source. Revealed on the walls are flowing scripts, etched into the red-brown stone with the delicacy of fine calligraphy. Stepping out from behind the room’s center massive mountain of bronze are two people, each exiting on opposite sides. Both wielding blades the one on the west side moves out quickly in the shadows, using them to his advantage to hide his profile while the other strides out tall and confident.

Init: Grym, Missy, Graestos, Neevindi, Saphera, Nym, Troyst, Cid, Cathixia

Neevindi: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Cathixia: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Graestos: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Saphera: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Cid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Nym: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Troyst: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Grym: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Melisandre: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Round 1 Mage Armor AC 17
"I don't think they are much impressed Saphera."
Missy moves forward a little to get a better shot at the slaver trying to hide behind a human shield ...
Lt Crossbow: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 3 - 4 = 1 for Piercing: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Casting spells while grappling someone! HAX!

Spellcraft - Identify Spell: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22

Perception Nym: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Perception Bill: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Are the figures that came out from behind the statue magical in nature or are they just humanoids of some sort?

Nym moves on to the stairs producing his wand of Buyers Remorse a.k.a. Wand of Grease. With a flick of the wrist he produces a 10 ft puddle in front of the sneaky one.

DC10 for slips and it cost double squares to move through

This is a little confusing. Did we gain surprise? Assuming that we didn't, how does the taskmaster cast a spell and take a hostage before Missy and Grym can act? With GM's permission, Saphera would like to wait until after Graestos and Neevindi's initave before deciding a round (1) action.

My guess is that Graestos' actions are written into the scenario.

Grym pauses for a split second in contemplation. He wants the protection of the slave, so I do not believe that life is in jeopardy -- yet.

The half-elf sidles along the perimeter of the room and wends his way through the columns before firing a cold iron arrow at the Aspis agent behind the magical grease.

Shortbow, with Point Blank Shot: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 5 + 1 = 18
Damage, with Point Blank Shot: 1d6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 + 1 = 3 Aww, yeah . . .

Not trying to be unfair, Grym has the gist of it. If you want since Saphera was in the room I'll allow her a surprise round action as well.

On a separate not, Grym is the 1 MASTER!

That's understandable GM Shadowlord. Sometimes the text doesn't coincide with with the game's mechanics. My surprise round action will be to cast shield of faith. I will post a round (1) action after Graestos and Neevindi have taken their action.

I think there action was stepping out into the open?

GM - Was Nym's spellcraft high enough to identify slave driver's spell?

Round 1

Shield of faith -1/20
AC-22 / T-15 / FF-21 / CMD-20

Saphera moves into the room watching the taskmaster closely. "If you harm that slave, it will be the last thing you do."

(Move actiion)Move 20' into the room, (Standard action) Study target on the taskmaster (+1 to attack and damage).

Been a chaotic week for me and haven't been here much, apologies.

Saphera - Were you saying that Saphera is delaying until after the two new baddies?

Nym - Yes, Barkskin

As Saphera warns the slaver, grym's arrow hits its target for minimal damage.

My original intent was to wait until Graestos and Neevindi had finish their action and then post an action for Saphera for round (1). Because Nym stated that they had gone already, I went ahead and posted a round (1) action.

Cid starts singing inspire from behind his rock. He has arrow knocked and ready to go.

Inspire +1/1 and to saves.

Troyst moves up to the stairs but does not climb them, instead preparing himself if someone draws near, "maybe I'll let them come to me this time ..."

The half-elf mage bites her finger until it bleeds and smears the blood on her forehead as she mutters the word to a spell.

Grym and Missy are up.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Nym doesn't recognize the spell that is cast unfortunately. He surely hopes it wasn't Power Word Kill.

Round 2 Mage Armor AC 17
Missy moves forward and reloads her crossbow ...

Middy moves forward and attacks red with his bite reach
Bite: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20 for Piercing: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Grym draws another blunt arrow and fires at the foe across the grease.

Shortbow, with Point Blank Shot and Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 25
Damage, with Point Blank Shot and Inspire Courage: 1d6 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 7

"What manner of carnage have you wreaked in this chamber, Aspis cur?"

The slaver tightens his grip on his captive and backs him up a few steps. He shouts, "Leave this room now, or I break this ones neck!"

On the other side of the grease the man throws a dagger at Grym but misses hitting the column nearby.

Saphera, Nym, Troyst, Cid are up!

Init: Grym, Missy, Graestos, Neevindi, Saphera, Nym, Troyst, Cid, Cathixia

Attack Grym: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

Is the grease the blue square off to the left?

It is. I can't get to the map right now, it says trying to connect.

Round 2
Shield of faith -2/20
AC-22 / T-15 / FF-21 / CMD-20

Saphera pauses for a moment to consider the slave masters insincere words. After a brief moment considering the foul man's intent, she decides that the taskmaster’s threat will be carried out regardless of her action. Advancing quickly, Saphera brings her powerful sword to bear in a downward arc.

(Move action) Move 20 foot, (Standard action) Attack the slave master.

(Attack) Cold iron bastard sword: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 26
(Damage) Cold iron bastard sword: 1d10 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 14

(Critical conformation) Cold iron bastard sword: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 13
(Critical damage) Cold iron bastard sword: 1d10 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 15