GM Tektite's PFS #02-04 Shadows Fall on Absalom (Inactive)

Game Master Hawkwen Agricola

Unsure what is happening or who these people are, Glaurung takes a moment to cast Bull's Strength on herself. She then pulls her +2 longspear from her efficient quiver and readies it against any more trouble.

Gluarung casts a spell and as her musculature increases, she readies her spear.

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Bruxo turns quickly an utters a single word. The archer on the roof blinks hard a few times before falling, forward off the the roof, to the ground, asleep.

1d6 ⇒ 2

The woman to the north screams as the archer falls.You'll pay for that followers of Norgorber! She casts spell and points to Gannus.

Gannus Will vs DC 16: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Gannus feels his body freeze up for a split second before the feeling fades away.

Initiative:
Darik
Glaurung
Bruxo
Sonta
Weiman
Gannus
Utok

Weiman and Gannus!

MAP

"I'll have you know I worship wine, women, and song. Okay, maybe not that last part." Gannus draws his blades and moves to engage the non sleeping man. Instead of striking him in the chest he draws a cut at the man's knee, hoping to fell him.

Rage, Knockdown!: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (12) + 17 = 29

If it works, he is prone and takes 8 damage.

"Oops, guess I should have taken the mask off. Ha!" Weiman draws his short sword and readies to aid the gnome's AC, should she be attacked.

MW Attack, DC 10 to add +4 AC: 1d20 + 5 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 5 - 1 + 1 = 7

Weiman gets far too distracted, however, amusing himself at the thought of how much he must look like an actual Norgorber follower. If anyone rolls really low (like, 7 or less on the die) vs one of those Sleep Arrows, I'll activate my Lucky Halfling ability.

Gannus moves up and knocks down the man to the west with a forearm to his chest.

Weiman attempts to distract any enemies, but is distracted himself.

The man Gannus knocked down attempts to stand and grabs his shield. Provoking, perhaps twice?

The man Bruxo put to sleep continues to slumber.

Glaurung and Bruxo are up!

MAP

"Whoawhoawhoa, did Dreng forget he sent us to investigate and accidentally send another team? Ha, that's funny."

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Point of order: the slumber effect ends immediately if the target takes damage, which he did from falling off the roof. So he should be awake, if hurt and confused. May have left his bow up top, too.

Slumber hex is fun on rooftop enemies, though, so...
Bruxo five-foots forward and points at the other rooftop assailant. Once more he calls upon the language of his ancestors using Kampwirth as a conduit. Mamor! Slumber Hex, DC18 Will

I see no point in harming these people needlessly. They are misguided, not evil.

Yep, didn't think about the falling.

The man on the ground rouses himself after his fall and stands up, looking around for his bow. You'll pay for that filthy Norgorber dogs! He hesitates and yells. Surrender!

Will vs DC 18: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Bruxo casts another hex and the woman on the other roof falters as her eyes closes and she tumbles off the roof.

1d6 ⇒ 1

Glaurung!

MAP

Don't want to start hurting people unless there's a need I guess.

Glaurung will ready an action to stab anyone who moves threateningly towards her.

+2 longspear power attack bull's strength: 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 - 2 + 2 = 27
damage: 1d6 + 9 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 9 + 6 = 20

AOO versus prone: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (2) + 24 = 26

1d6 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

Gannus strikes the man hard as he stands.

Gluarung readies a spear strike if any threaten her!

The woman picks herself up off the ground. Norgorber scum! She screams as she casts a spell.

Initiative:
Darik
Glaurung
Bruxo
Sonta
Weiman
Gannus
Utok

Weiman and Gannus!

MAP

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Whoa, that's something I haven't seen before, thinks Glaurung to herself, trying to play it off all cool like she knows what's happening.

I mean, I don't want to kill them if it's just a misunderstanding but I hope my readied action goes off. Those were some good rolls.

Gannus steps over and strikes out with both blades. "Ay I keep tellin' ya, I don't worship the guy."

TWF: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (3) + 18 = 21

1d6 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

TWF Iterative: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14

TWF: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (15) + 18 = 33

1d6 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

TWF Iterative: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32

Confirming: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14

1d6 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (14) + 15 = 29

OOPS, SLEPT 11 HOURS.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Weiman will be moving towards the guy Gannus is in the process of killing and drawing his CLW wand. Next round, he'll use a charge to stabilize any of the foe Pathfinders who seems not-quite-dead.

Gannus bombards the man with strikes. He cuts him down to unconsciousness, bleeding on the ground.

Weiman moves toward the beaten man, wand in hand.

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

The other man screams. NO! Brother Pathfinder! He starts running threateningly toward Gannus, whereupon he is promptly stabbed by Glaurung's spear.

The man grunts in pain as he passes, drawing a dagger and attacking Gannus. AoO's from Glaurung and Bruxo if applicable.

Attack vs Gannus: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Initiative:
Darik
Glaurung
Bruxo
Sonta
Weiman
Gannus
Utok

Glaurung and Bruxo are up!

MAP

Brother Pathfinder...? I believe you have mistaken us for enemies. We are members of the same Society.

Bruxo casts hold person at whichever person Glaurung does not target. DC 17 Will

The man and woman both jerk to attention at Bruxo's comment. Wai...what? Says the woman. Lies! They're followers of Norgorber. He has the mask! The man says, pointing at Weiman. [b]If you are of the Society, prove it![/b[

I suppose Glaurung would have taken her AoO before Bruxo said anything.

+2 longspear power attack: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 9 - 2 = 16
damage: 1d6 + 5 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 6 = 13

For her turn Glaurung will go on hold to see how they react to Bruxo's hold person and to see if someone else can stop the fighting. She doesn't own a wayfinder or have any other means of PF ID.

Glaurung stabs out with her spear as the man passes, but misses.

Bruxo casts a spell.

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

The man freezes up for a moment, but appears to shake it off.

The woman casts a spell, pointing at Bruxo.

Bruxo Will vs DC 16: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Bruxo feels his limbs begin to freeze in place and cannot move! The woman yells. If you are Pathfinders, prove like Darik said!

Weiman and Gannus

Gannus, through his rage has a non-mechanic related moment of clarity and pulls out his wayfinder. End rage as well by the way.

"This proof enough for ya?"

Move up to the bleeding-out-or-dead guy and expend a charge on him. clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

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The woman begins shaking her head in disbelief at the sight of the wayfinder. What is the Nine Hells are you doing here? You almost got yourself killed. Right Darik? Oh..you mind letting Darik go and helping Utok up?

At Weiman's healing, the man called Utok regains consciousness and stands up slowly and painfully.

Out of Combat

Gannus stows his blades and helps Utok to his feet. "Why did you think we were of Norgorber?"

"It's not like I'm carrying a skinsaw mask and carrying Hamburger's favoured weapon... oh wait... Ha!" Weiman says, offering more wand charges to the heavily-stabbed/slashed man. He then pats the Wayfinder on his hip. "I guess I could have presented my Wayfinder better, but it's not like any decent Hamburglar wouldn't have had one anyways. What're you guys doin' here? Was that a burglar's house we just burgled?"

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The woman speaks again with a glance to Broxo then Darik. "Well he was carrying that mask....." She says pointing at Weiman. “....and you broke into Sidri’s home, and he told us to capture anyone who tried to do so. The better question is—why did you break into his house?”

Edit:

Sonta says in response to Weiman's question. Yes, this is Sidri's house. We are Pathfinders like you. Sidri often joins us on delves. She rubs her shoulder that she fell on when toppling from the roof. I don't know what Sidri is up to, he just said he was in a lot of trouble...said he had to stop someone.

"Because the man's tryin' to murder Drandle Dreng. Little Weiman likes masks, doesn't mean you should be tryin' to kill us."

Sonta lowers her head a little. Well Sidri asked us to watch his house. So we are. He expected it to be broke into..and well, here you are.

"Just what a would-be assassin would say."

Sonta smiles at Gannus and shrugs. What are you doing here anyway? She glances at Darik as he begins to regain function of his limbs. Your Pathfinders too, did Sidri send you?

Glaurung apologizes to the man she stabbed. "Just trying to defend my companions here, you know."

She will remain uncharacteristically quiet during the exchange between the two parties.

"No, Dreng did. He said Sidri is tryin' to kill him. He told us to capture him and bring him back."

The three Pathfinders look genuinely surprised. We don't know where Sidri is, though he was talking about going to some costume shop. Darik says.

Somebody give me a quick Diplomacy roll.

"We were on our way there when you attacked us."

Diplomacy!: 1d20 ⇒ 16

If they happen to be of the Grand Lodge, add 4 to that so a 20.

Once the hold person wears off, Bruxo will spend most of his time using Sense Motive.

1d20 + 14 ⇒ (3) + 14 = 17

Also, lending a hand at Diplomacy (aid another):
If Sidri is in fact trying to assassinate Venture-Captain Dreng, I'm quite sure you lot don't want to be involved in that mess.
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Darik nods. Then you can help him. He walks over and reaches under the outbuilding and pulls out a small chest. He hands it to Gannus, declaring. Sidri needs the help more than the coins.

Inside the chest you find: 186 gold pieces and a phylactery of positive channeling.

Well you better make haste to the costume shop, Sidri will need your help. Sonnta states.

The man Gannus dropped, Utok, gives him a hard punch in the shoulder. You owe me a tankard for sticking your blades in my gut!

Gannus punches him right back. "You owe me one for thinking I was of Norgorber."

Weiman takes the medium-sized mask off and stuffing it under his arm. "So, wait... are we now killing Dreng or something, or some Dreng look-alike? Is that who he's trying to stop?"

Moving on? Let me know if I've missed something.

The party heads to the costume shop, directed by Weiman. Moving through the streets, the party eventually comes to the Black Mask, a high-end costume shop nestled within the Ascendant Court.

Elaborate store windows display masquerade costumes hanging from gilded wire mannequins. A wooden signpost swings in the wind offering a steady rustling of chains; its placard contains no words, but rather illustrates an elegant black mask draped over a dark gray glove. The slightly opened door butts gently against its jam. Beyond the door, a slim shaft of light slants into the otherwise dark shop.

"Ay, I think we're here." Gannus will walk through the open door.

Should we knock...? Bruxo asks, as Gannus walks through the door.

Hmm. Evidently not. The witch will follow the barbarian through.

"I believe I've gotten a few outfits here before. The Paracountess used to throw the most lavish parties. . . . " her voice trails off as she follows Gannus into the seemingly abandoned shop.

Weiman keeps right behind Gannus (unless he uses his big-people speed to outpace him) and keeps a look out for funny costumes (preferably a prince or king's outfit, or anything else that would match the gnome's hat.)

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Striding into the costume shop, the party sees textured costumes drape from cold, ornate hooks, splashing color throughout the scintillating shop. Several wire mannequins display exotic costumes throughout this room. Stnading at an oaken counter is Drandle Dreng. He looks up, a strange looks playing across his features and says. “Where is Sidri? And how did you find me here?”

We have reason to believe your life may be in some peril here, Dreng. Bruxo moves forward, preparing to show him the drawings and tell him about the map in Sidri's room.

"Ay, what she said. The clues led us here. I think you need us here to defend you."

Weiman gets slightly distracted and finds a shelf with a nice fake crown, and heavily considers pocketing it, so he can be Well Prepared on his next mission (though does not do so (yet.))

Dreng looks disconcerted as Bruxo and Gannus explain the matter at hand. He begins pacing in the middle of the shop. You mean Sidri knows I'm here? Preposterous. No one would ever think to look for me here. How did you come this information?

"There was a map and he circled this place. Ay he also wrote your name on it."

"You should really be more careful with your movements, Dreng."