OMB's Masks of the Living God Module (PFS) (Inactive)

Game Master James Martin

I think ssssso....never sssseen anything like it before.

He snaps out if a Daze and heals Mikail and himself

CLW wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Soran lowers his bow and sighs.
That was nasty. Glad you were here yet again Fera. Seems you've made quite a habit out of saving our hides.

The hunter looks around.
I feel like we should keep moving. No telling what else will pop up if we stay still.

Healing up, you move along, following the curved roadway until it turns south and you can see a gate in the inner wall ahead. You spot a couple more intersection summoning traps, but with time and skill, Mikail is able to disarm them. Still, you reckon it's been about six hours since you entered the city, with all the stops for traps and ambushes.

As you approach the great gates in the inner wall, you draw up short. Standing before the gates to the city’s Second Ring are two hulking skeletons in shining golden breastplates, their thick bones plated with gold. Their huge, gold-plated halberds are crossed in front of the gate, barring the way forward.

Their empty gold eye sockets turn to watch you, uncannily following your movement. The halberds raise and they step into a fighting stance!

Round 1:
Ferabras
Ogres
Soran, Zolarus, Mikail, Hoshiko

Ferabras is up!

Post MLK Day bump!

My apologies, all, I never got a notification of the post from five days ago. Didn't mean to hold us up!

DM - just to confirm, they haven't acted yet, right? My current action is assuming they are flat-footed, as much as a character can tell such things.

Ferabras, being Ferabras, charges straight at the towering figure ahead of him, hoping to take it out of the fight before it can harm his friends!

Charge straight ahead, attacking the one on the left.

+1 Greatsword, PA: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 10 - 2 = 13
Greatsword damage, PA: 2d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (2, 2) + 7 + 6 = 17

Can't move token at the moment.

They have not acted yet!

Ferabras charges, but his swing glances off the thick golden coating of the ogre skeletons!

The two skeletons attack the poor paladin!
Halberd vs F: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12 for 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (6, 1) + 9 = 16 damage!
Halberd vs F: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26 for 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (3, 8) + 9 = 20 damage!

One of the ogres lands a nasty blow on the paladin!

Mikail, Soran, Hoshiko and Zolarus are up!

Ouch!

Hoshiko charges right after the paladin and goes to the right ogre charging her blackblade with magical properties to disrupt undead after observing their nature...

BB ADS: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
DMG: 1d8 + 6 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 6 + (2) = 12

and most likely misses due to the amount of gold visible that nearly blinds her...

Mikail draws his bow and carefully moves forward, lobbing an arrow at the ogre on the right.
Well.. This is going to be a bit more than we bargained for!!"
Arrow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Mikail, arrows are more effective if you fire them from a bow, not lob them. haha

Soran sighs, and draws his bow yet again.
Contructs and Undead. I'm beginning to think that's those are the only things left in the world...

He fires a barrage of arrows at Hoshiko's foe, trusting that Ferabras can more than handle his.

Attack, Manyshot: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Damage: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (2, 7) + 14 = 23

Attack, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Second Iterative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Well, with that kind of roll, it was a lob!!

Zolarus moves closer and channels positive energy against the undead.
Channel Energy DC 16: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7

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Hoshiko's swing glances off the thick gold coating on the skeleton, chipping some flakes off, but leaving it unharmed. Mikail barely manages to nock an arrow before he fires, leaving it falling short. Soran fares better, his last two arrows striking and embedding in the ogre skeleton on the right.

Zolarus calls upon the energy of life and channels!
Will, Channel Resistance: 1d20 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 4 = 11
Will, Channel Resistance: 1d20 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 4 = 29

Ferabras' enemy takes the worst of the energy, but the other seems to shrivel slightly as well!

Round 2: Ferabras is up!

Ferabras steps to the side and slashes the ogre before him with his greatsword, then bites at his foe for good measure!

5-foot step, full attack.

+1 Greatsword, PA: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 10 - 2 = 25
Greatsword damage, PA: 2d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (5, 6) + 7 + 6 = 24

Bite attack, secondary, PA: 1d20 + 9 - 5 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 9 - 5 - 2 = 13
Bite damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Status 23/46 hp

Ferabras' swing this time is much more effective, cutting deeply into the skeleton!

The skeletons return the favor with a swing of their halberds!
Halberd vs F: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29 for 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (8, 8) + 9 = 25 damage!
Halberd vs H: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10 for 2d8 + 9 ⇒ (5, 5) + 9 = 19 damage!

Halberd vs F, Zolarus Misfortune (Which he always posts and I always forget, so this time since he forgot, I'm remembering): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Ferabras gets hit hard and drops, his eyes rolling into his head as he falls!

Hoshiko, Zolarus, Soran and Mikail are up!

Wow. Even bigger ouch! And to think I pondered whether to Lay on Hands and decided against it. Hadn't figured on you rolling max on every die on that first attack - thanks for playing Misfortune that way!

My dice are either MEH or DAMN. There is no inbetween!

"FERA!!!!" Mikil screams out as the teifling falls.

Mikail keeps firing his arrows, praying that Fera can hold on until they can get to him.
Arrow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Dmg: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Speaking of holding on (vs bleeding out), perhaps I'll make a check to stabilize:

Stabilize at -2 HP, DC 10: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 - 2 = 15

Mikail's arrow hits the golden skeleton and does some damage!

Hoshiko, Soran and Zolarus!

Hoshiko spends a swift action to enhance her blade making it more magical by adding the shock property to it...
she then attacks the ogre to her front once more...

BB ADS+WE: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 11 + 1 = 31
DMG+shock+Disrupt undead: 1d8 + 6 + 1 + 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + (1) + (1) = 15

Pos Crit: 1d20 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 11 + 1 = 31
DMG+shock+Disrupt Undead: 1d8 + 6 + 1 + 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 + (6) + (2) = 21

Light Fortification Chance to Negate Crits: 1d100 ⇒ 45 FAIL.

Hoshiko's enhanced blade cuts through the ogre skeleton like butter, and the electricity seems to do increased damage to it... One skeleton remains!

Soran growls, and launches another barrage!

Attack, Manyshot: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Damage: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (3, 5) + 14 = 22

Attack, Rapid Shot: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Iterative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Zol casts, moves and touches the ogre skeleton with a curing spell.

Touch attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
Cure Light Wounds DC 15: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

A single arrow of Soran's hits and knocks the skeleton off balance long enough for Zolarus to step forward and touch it with a healing hand. It seems to waver for a moment, then crumbles, falling apart into dust and gold!

End of Combat! I'll give you some time to heal before we move into the.... INNER CITY!

The skeleton crumbles, and Mikail rushes over to Fera, crying out in dismay. He tries to staunch the bleeding as he looks up to Zolarus. "He's dying! We need help!"

"I have a wand of healing if it is needed but someone will need to use it instead of me"

Fera has a CLW wand as well, and can use it once he's returned to consciousness.

And thank you for your animated concern, Mika!

Soran slings his bow over his shoulder as he runs to the Fera's side, pulling his own wand out.
FERA! Hold on, I've got you!

He puts the tip of his wand against Fera's most grievous wound and tries to activate it.
Use Magic Device: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21
Cure Light Wounds Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Use Magic Device: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Fera opens one small, yellow-orbed eye slowly, looking around squinting, as if puzzled how he got there. Realizing where he is and what's happened, both eyes spring open and he scans his surroundings in alarm, exclaiming, "Is everyone okay? I let you all down!"

After counting his friends and seeing them all standing over him, he breathes a sigh of relief and says, "That monster hit hard! Perhaps I should be more cautious." He gets to his feet and draws a wand from his belt pouch, nodding in gratitude when he notes a similar wand in Soran's hand, "Thank you, my friend, for restoring me."

He then heals himself with several taps of his own wand and nods to his companions, letting them know he's ready to go on.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Status: 43/46 hp

Least I can do. You put your neck on the line for us more times than I can count. I'm just glad you're fine. Sorry we couldn't take those things out quicker.

He stows his wand away and unslings his bow.
Are we ready to continue on?

Mikail wipes at his furry snout as Fera wakes up and his wounds knit closed. He most certainly was not worried.. he just had a bit of dust and dirt clinging to his fur. So hard to keep clean in these horrid places..

"Fera, you lead the pack every time danger rears its head. You have not let us down in the least.. you show us the way with your courage! Anyways.. I'm super glad you're better! We still have to find our way through the rest of this, and I don't think any of us will look our best as a golden statue!"

With that, he busies himself around the area looking for anything of use or notable.. especially any sign that anyone else has been through here lately.
Perrception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

"It reminds me of when I laid you out in that fake mini brawl back at the temple... or at least that is how remember it..." Hoshiko says trying to add some levity to the situation.

Mikail notices some subtle signs of passage, showing that the Razmirans definitely came this way.

The Second Ring of Xin-Grafar is largely intact, except for two walled keeps in the southeastern part of the ring that appear to have been smashed open and shaken off their very foundations. Most of the buildings in the Second Ring are constructed of stone. The molten-gold floods long ago burned away their wooden roofs. The gold flood line in the Second Ring is a meager 20 feet high, meaning that most of the upper floors of this ring’s buildings, particularly those closer to the center of the ring, are free of gold plating. The foundation of the Second Ring sits about 20 feet higher than the First Ring, and its floor slopes gradually up another 40 feet until it reaches the bottom of the Third Ring. The floor-to-ceiling bedrock walls surrounding this section make the Second Ring appear as though it were a separate cavern from the First and Third rings. As in the First Ring, three canals of molten gold split the Second Ring, all of which flow outward from the Third Ring in the center of the cavern.

Immediately ahead, the gold-plated road reaches a crossroads and disappears beneath a mound of partially melted treasure. Gold coins, weapons, armor, and glittering gems cover the entire intersection in a mountain of wealth that reaches ten feet high. Mikail immediately spots a nearby skeleton, coated in gold and wearing a gold-plated Razmiri mask.

Perception checks from everyone, Mikail included.

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19 Someone want to assist Fera in looking around?

Mikail takes the lead once again, trying to sniff out any more traps.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Approaching the mound of wealth, Mikail gives a squeak of alarm, and motions the others back. "There's a trap here! Look, its what got him!" Mikail says, pointing everything out to the team.

I don't see a new map. Is there room to go around the trap, or do I need to disarm it?

You can disarm it, or you recognize that it's triggered by touch, so if no one touches the treasure, you're safe!

Mikail looks about and realizes that he doesn't have to take the risk of trying to disable the trap.. "Here. Just walk around that way, and for the love of the gods, don't touch the treasure!" he says, staying between his friends and the danger to make sure everyone passes safely. He then resumes his position at the front of the line, scouting ahead for traps and ambushes.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

ouch.. well, its a good thing I didn't try to disarm it. On the other hand, I think we are about to get ambushed again!

"Do we really need this treasure?" Hoshiko asks the others "I have had my fill of Razmirans anyway."

Soran shrugs.
People too much value on material things anyway. Leave it. If it becomes necessary, we can always pick it up on the way out.

"I agree, my friends," Ferabras weighs in, "we are not here for personal enrichment, we are here to recover the amulet from the false god's priests and seal this city and its horrors forever. If we do not find the amulet ahead, we may need to see if it is on the masked corpse here - but until then, I say we avoid this spot."

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

Zolarus casts a dubious eye on the golden bones.

Agreed. Let's move on.

Hoshiko agrees and nods her head and then asks "Which way now?"

As you debate the merits of wealth, you are careful to touch nothing and skirt around the trap. Zolarus notices some traces of passage and you head inside. You walk for a few hours before you finally come across a ruined fortress just off the circular walk.

"Lay down your arms, heretics and traitors, and we shall spare you! You are surrounded! Hundreds of Razmir’s faithful beg me to kill you—but I will spare your lives if you surrender to the Living God. Make your decision!” The voice seems to come from the ruined fortress, but you can't see exactly where!

Hoshiko mutters under her breath..."Not more of these loons..." and looks around...
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

We have defeated your priests and priestesses before. What makes you think we won't do it again? Perhaps we can negotiate another way for passage. Gold? Favors? What is it that you desire?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

Soran readies his bow, keeping two arrows nocked. He calls back to the voice.
Doubtful. If you had hundreds, then you wouldn't be yelling from the shadows. Come out so we can spare your lives.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

"One of my friends offers to spare you," Fera says, his tone surprisingly gentle through the glint of his black teeth, "and the other offers to go further than that. What say you step out and speak to us?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28