GM Tektite's PFS #04-19 The Night March of Kalkamedes 4-5 Group (Inactive)

Game Master Hawkwen Agricola

Kuraishimo looks back and forth between the gnome and the dragon, trying to figure out what is going on, while stuttering.

Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

"Drag...Gnome...Drag...Gnome..."

Kuraishimo will regain as much of his composure as possible, take a 5ft step next to the wall and throw a rime snowball at the Dragon.

Snowball: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10 (Touch)
Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4
If it takes cold damage: Entangled for 1 round and DC 16 fort save or be staggered for 1 round

Hrolf opens his mouth to shout orders but once again finds himself unable to speak.

Following on Kura's lead, the big ulfen closes and brings his spear to bear.

Spear: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
Damage: 1d8 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14

Hey! I have never danced with a dragon before! This will be fun! Zantir smiles as he flows seamlessly into the sword forms.

Rage, Dance, Power Attack
Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25, Damage: 1d6 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

"That is not a dragon. The dragons I have seen do not have wings! This one does not even have whiskers. That does remind me of a story though." Han moves closer and begins. "There was a mighty warrior who came down from the sky, a rainbow was on his head, his feet were as pillars of fire, the great dragon was cast out upon the land as his followers were cast out with him."

Inspire Courage.

Kurashimo throws a spell, but it does not seem to hit the dragon.

Hrolf moves in and thruists his spear at the dragon, piercing it's sagging hide.

Zantir begins weaving his dance of death and his scimitar cuts a long line down the dragon's hide.

Han begins to inspire his companions to greater valor.

Kalkamedes just ambles toward the southwest, unaware of the fight.

The dragon attacks Zantir and Hrolf.

Bite Attack vs Hrolf: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27
Bite Damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (4, 3) + 7 = 14

Slam Attack vs Zantir: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (18) + 13 = 31
Slam Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Slap Attack vs Zantir: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Slap Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

The dragons jaws latch onto the big Ulfen, tearing flesh.

The dragon then slams itself against Zantir, knocking the wind out of him and cracking a couple ribs.

Party up!

Hrolf grunts in pain as the beast's fangs dig into his flesh before stepping back and stabbing at it again.

Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 9 + 1 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 13 + 1 = 17

Kuraishimo lets out a scream that only the Dragon can hear before pulling out his wand with his tail and moving up to support Hrolf.

"I hope Kalkamedes will be okay, we've got our hands full over here."

I have a feeling letting him walk into that other circle would be a bad idea. Han, can you take care of that at all?

To the Dragon, Oof, you dance like drunken farmer! Here, let me show you some more steps! Zantir whirls around the Dragon to get into flanking position with Hrolf. Acrobatics: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20

Attack: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 11 + 2 = 28, Damage: 1d6 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16.

"Can you hold that lizard's attention then?" Han bravely strides forward and picks up the rope to keep Kal from walking into the other circle.

Kuraishimo screams silently at the dragon, but it seems unaffected.

Han grabs the rope and tries to hold Kalkamedes back.

Hrolf stabs his spear deep into the dragon's dull, sagging skin, opening a large gash.

Zantir continues to make his blades as he tries to slide around behind the dragon. He doesnt' dance fast enough and the dragon tries to take a bite of Zantir.

AoO vs Zantir: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17
Damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (4, 2) + 7 = 13

Luckily, Zantir manages to dance away from the dragon's jaws.

Bite Attack vs Hrolf: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15
Damage: 2d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 1) + 7 = 9

Slam Attack vs Zantir: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (19) + 13 = 32
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Slap Attack vs Zantir: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

The dragon's jaws miss Hrolf, but it brings its bulk to bear on Zantir, cracking a few more ribs. It tries to whip its tail around and slap Zantie, but misses.

Party up!

Kuraishimo looks around for a good place to toss a web, not finding one and with Hrolf keping the beast at range, Kuraishimo will toss another Rime snowball.

1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 3 + 1 = 18
Damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 1) + 1 = 7
If it takes cold damage: Entangled for 1 round and DC 16 fort save or be staggered for 1 round.

More than 20 CMD? Ouch. This guy needs to start rolling single didgets against me. Btw, my AC is now 23.

Zantir grunts, but his toungue is stilled as he dances on.
Attack: 1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 11 + 2 = 24, Damage: 1d6 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
After attacking, Zantir takes a step away from the creature.

I could use some healing as well, Han. Unless you think your bow is going to drop this thing quickly.

Does it take an action to hold Kal back? If not..

"I prefer to not get near the lizard, so if you want healing, you come over here."

Han will total defense and keep hold of the rope.

Hrolf growls in frustration at his chatty incomprehensible comrades even as the dragon's fangs scrape against his armor.

With a roar, he lunges forward with his spear again.

Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 9 + 1 + 2 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 13 + 1 = 21

Dragon Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Kuraishimo throws another arcane ball of ice at the dragon. This it hits and the dragon seems to reel.

Han continues to hold back Kalkamedes, as the sleepwalker tries desperately to reach the southwestern alcove.

Zantir and Hrolf strike the dragon simultaneously with their weapons. The creature staggers a step, then slumps to the ground in a heap.

Out of Combat

As the party collects themselves and checks their wounds, Han notices from his view point that there appears to be a crumpled, female figure laying within a similar circle in the southwestern alcove.

The party then hears a deeper, booming laugh accompanied by slow clapping. Kuraishimo notices that it comes from the direction of the gnomes circle. Friends, you have passed my test and have proven yourself worthy. If you free me from this imprisonment, I will grant you a wish. Anything you most desire. Kuraishimo notices that the gnomes eyes appear to be glowing red now.

"Right.. A test. Who is the woman in the other circle?" Han will move closer to get a better look.

”Save you lies for someone that wants to hear them”, Hrolf growls as his powers of speech return.

”You think we can trust anything that comes out of his mouth Han?”

"After that? Of course not." Han points to the not-a-dragon.

Agreed.

Did we get any potions from those Bandits? I can find if we have any gathered expendables.

Kuraishimo will happily use his wand of Infernal healing on any who desire it.

"Perhaps I am projecting, but those red eyes look rather fiendinsh rather than gnomish."

Hrolf wouldn't mind a hit off the wand.

"I don't care what he is. He's going to spend eternity in a magic circle if he doesn't start speaking plainly."

Kuraishimo will tap Hrolf with his infernal healing wand.

@Zantir: The party would have gotten four potions of CLW off the bandits.

The gnome say innocently. She was once my traveling companion and adopted sister.

"What happened to her?"

I do not know as I cannot see her from my position, but I have not heard from her in a very long time. I worry about her condition. If you release me, I have magic that could aid her if she is not faring well. Is she faring well? he says.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29
I see through your lies!

Zantir starts drinking potions.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Back up to 33 HP. We have 1 Potion left for Hrolf.

"She seems to be unconscious at the very least." Han will take a closer look at the woman.

Kuraishimo will keep his eyes on the "gnome."

The gnome shakes his head. Alas, it is as I feared. If only you would let me out. I could help her and grant you a wish.

"You still haven't told us how to free either of you. Let us begin with that."

Hrolf makes his way to the other alcove and tries to determine if the magic there is any different.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

You must destroy that circles that bind me here. he says pointing to the floor.

"Many thanks." Han will try to destroy the circle surrounding the unconscious woman.

It will take time, assuming Zantir lends his adamantine blade, it goes much quicker.

The gnome roars with anger as the party begins to destroy the circle surrounding the woman. After some time, the circle is finally destroyed. The woman still lays there unconscious. Han can tell that she is stable.

"If you is your adopted sister, why are you so angry that we freed her? She is stable and very much alive. You should be glad."

The only seethes in a sullen silence before speaking. I fear that you may do something to jeopardize her life. My magic much more sophisticated than what minor magic you wield.

"Well if your magic is so mighty, why couldn't you just free yourself? And also you had your pet lizard attack us, we're not freeing you."

Kuraishimo continues the eye the gnome.

Well imprisonment is clearly wrong and the "gnome" seems sincere, but he did send that dragon after us, and Olystra warned me against those that would try and take advantage of my newfound kindness... My companions seem set against him, I suppose a few more minutes will make no difference, he has been imprisoned for so long already...

Yes, Zantir helped free the woman readily.

The magic of the circles binds me and dispels my magic. the gnome tell Han.

"Likely story. And if you're so innocent, why sick your pet on us?"

After her bindings are removed, Hrolf brandishes his wand to heal her.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Any luck?

The gnome stays silent to Han's question.

Hrolf heals the woman. She seems to get a little more color to her cheeks, but remains unconscious.

"Hmm... What's wrong with her?"

Heal: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Hrolf heals the woman again. This time she stirs and comes to, blinking bleary eyes at the party. Her eyes fall on Kalkamedes and recognition crosses her face. So my call for help succeeded. She looks at the party members. You have my thanks noble heros. I am Sulianna the Luminescent a ghaele. Is the glabrezu demon, Koth'Vaul still imprisoned?

"Koth-Vaul? You mean that gnome in the other magic circle?" Han asks with a smirk.

The azata laughs. He is not a gnome, let me assure you. He was summoned here millennia ago by the Thrallkeepers, to do their bidding. Over time, the wards that bind him have grown weak, so I had come to destroy him. Alas the circle was weaker than I anticipated and he injured me badly.. She rubs her side tenderly. I was able to avoid the worst, as he cannot leave the circle yet. But then he set that zombie dragon on me. In my weakened condition, I sought sanctuary in this circle. The circle also blocked my magic, so I could not call for help, though I sensed his presence. She says nodding at Kalkamedes. With my last bit of energy, I called out to him, then succumbed to my injuries.

"Yes, we re-killed it the lizard. So you are what is bringing Kal here. Must be powerful magic you have."

Well, my lady, we are more than pleased to be of assistance. Zantir says with a flourishing bow. Now tell me, how can we help complete your mission?