GM Tektite's PFS #06-12 Scions of the Sky Key- On Sharrowsmith's Trail (Inactive)

Game Master Hawkwen Agricola

Nivik will follow the others, not wanting to be left behind.

Rushing toward the camp while making preparations, the party comes to the edge of the village to find two humans, up in the village and a panther, on the ground, laying waste to structures and gripplis alike. "Where is the weapon!?" A bearded man yells. Seeing the party approach, the two men prepare to engage. Seeing a ladder laying on the ground, you can surmise that was the crash you heard.

Initiative:
Bad guys
Nivik
Hagrym
Antonella
Sifvery
Chochock
Grim

You are on the ground. The ladder can be lifted back up, or you can attempt a Climb check to get up to the men. They about twenty feet off the ground.

The yelling man frowns at your approach and casts a spell.

Attack vs Hagrym FF: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22
Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 10

The other man grabs his crossbow and fires a shot at Hagrym, putting a bolt in the dwarf's shoulder.

The panther begins moving closer, growling.

Party up!

MAP

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Sifvery casts Truestrike on herself, looking to make a precise shot (next round).

Grim burns a fervor and casts Bull's Str on himself and moves to attack the panther..

Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
Dam: 2d8 + 17 ⇒ (6, 6) + 17 = 29

Round #1: bless 2/10 ; enlarge dwarf 1/10.

“Thank-you for the tap, Milady.” Antonella *winks* at the tall elf.

“Oh, nice hit, Grim!”

Antonella touches Hargrym and says quietly “Strength in adversity, brother. That’s what I like about you.”

spontaneously convert prepared bless to CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Has that guy on the right got flour on his face? The priestess shakes her head as she calls up to the marauders.

“Is Silver Agent Valacosti recruiting bakers into the Consortium now?”

Antonella moves out of the line of sight of the opposition and commands the rope of climbing to:

“Rise up to the grippli platform, secure yourself and tie yourself into knots … please.”

bless is up for +1 to hit guys. The rope moves up by itself at 10' per round, GM Tektite.

Now large sized Hagrym takes a swing with his greatsword at the Panther already within his extended range.

Attack 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Damage 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (4, 1, 6) + 7 = 18

Possible crit 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

Damage 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (1, 5, 4) + 7 = 17

Chochok fires at the man above before he can put that crossbow to work!

+1 musket: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
damage: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Nivik casts Magic Missile, one for each of the humans!

One: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Two: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

GM Tektite, the tokens Antonella took from the dino nest ... Are either or both of them feathers in the shape of a tree?

☤Hagrym 41/43

Sifvery casts a spell!

Readied Attack vs Grim: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Trip: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

The panther takes a swipe, but misses as Grim strikes it with a powerful blow, but it still stands!

Antonella orders the magic rope to climb the tree!

Hagrym tears into the panther, finishing it off!

Chochok fires and puts a bullet in the man with the crossbow!

Nivik evokes some missiles of force, hitting each man!

The man with the crossbow starts working a winch, reloading!

The other man casts another spell!

Party up!

Yeah, I forgot we hadn't id'd those before the chase. You would have a moment to id them before getting to the village. A potion of hide from animals, two feather tokens, and a wand of barkskin

I assumed we went straight there so with that in mind his divine favor would have been gone, which means he would ahve hit AC 23 instead for 2 less damage. Hopefully the point is moot..

Grim will move and stand the ladder back up..

Chochok reloads with a cartridge and fires again!

+1 musket: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
damage: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Nivik will cast Web, looking to entangle the men!

DC 16

Hagrym will double move, hoping to close with the men.

Round #2: bless 3/10 ; enlarge bearded folk 2/10 ☤Hagrym 41/43

Antonella moves 25’ under the walkway, drops a feather token directly underneath the gentleman with the hat and activates the wondrous item, hoping the 'instant oak tree' knocks him prone to the jungle floor where the others can swarm him. :D :þ

“Hey, Mr Baker! What goes up must come down.”

Sifvery was planning on using her arrow on the panther, but seeing as that is no longer necessary, she moves into position and fires at the spellcaster.

Attack: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (10) + 23 = 33
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Grim runs up to the ladder and raises it the walkway!

Chochok fires his musket, but misses! Misfiring, perhaps?

2d20 ⇒ (5, 9) = 14

Nivik casts a spell, creating a huge web, and entangling both the men!

Hagrym moves toward the men!

1d20 ⇒ 9
2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7

Antonella drops the tree token on the ground causing a huge oak tree to appear, crashing through the bridge! The man with the crossbow losses his balance and falls to the ground, still ensnared in the web!

1d100 ⇒ 33

Sifvery fires an arrow, but the web obscures her view and she misses!

1d20 ⇒ 3

The prone crossbowman tries to disentangle himself, but fails!

1d20 ⇒ 13

The caster manages to break free from the webs.

1d20 ⇒ 5

He tries to move through the webs, but quickly gets stuck again!

Party up!

Dam, AC 33 missed with cover.. We might be in trouble lol..

Grim clambers up the ladder.. Im pretty sure it will take a double move for him to reach the top so that will be all this round..

Dam, AC 33 missed with cover.. We might be in trouble lol..

Grim clambers up the ladder.. Im pretty sure it will take a double move for him to reach the top so that will be all this round..

Nope, it hit. I was thinking concealment, hence my d100 roll. Thanks Grim!

Sifvery moves up to Grim to help with the ladder, and follows him up if that's his next action.

I need 1 move to get there, and 1 or more to climb up, but to let Grim go first, I think I need to delay my initiative until it falls after him.

After double moving last round, am I close enough to attack this time, DM?

Nivik now uses his Wand of Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 and strikes the caster!

After double moving last round, am I close enough to attack this time, DM?

I didn't move you on the map. You are close enough to hit either.

Big ole Hagrym takes yet another swing with his greatsword at the closest man that he can reach.

Attack 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Damage 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 1, 3) + 7 = 16

Round #3: bless 4/10 ; enlarge Gorumite 3/10 ☤Hagrym 41/43

Antonella stands over the grounded, webbed crossbowman. “There’s no need to grovel. A simple bow in the presence of an acolyte of Irori is sufficient.”

“I’m a paladin. Your situation is grim.” She looks up at the half-orc Pathfinder closing in on the spell-caster. “And about to get Grimmer. Surrender immediately or I will smite you. That’s a promise.”

If he doesn’t, true to her word Antonella raises her booted foot before taking a 5’ step to the east.

Stomp Smite + bless + prone: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 1 + 3 + 4 = 22
damage: 1d3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 2 = 5

AC=20

Did Mr Baker take any damage from falling 20 feet wrapped in webs, GM Tektite?

Yep, misfire.

Chochok curses and spends a moment cleaning out his gun. Grit.

Mr Baker did take damage. It's up there. 2d6 for 7 damage

Nivik pelts the caster with a missile!

Hagrym stabs the caster!

Grim and Sifvery clamber up the ladder!

Antonella clashes the entangled man, ending his struggles!

Chochok curses and cleans out the misfired cartridge!

1d20 ⇒ 11

1d20 ⇒ 17

The remaining man break free from the webs and moves to engage Grim!

Party up!

Grim burns a fervor as a swift to cast Divine Favor.. He then swings at the man.. "May Ragathiel smite the for your transgressions!"

Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
Dam: 2d8 + 17 ⇒ (2, 1) + 17 = 20

grumbles...

Grim quickly casts spell and swings, connecting, and wounding the man!

Looks like he's 35' away not counting height so he might be out of range to go against touch.

Chochok loads a new cartridge and fires!

+1 musket: 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 8 - 4 = 11
damage: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Totally forgot! Is this guy human? Add +2 attack/damage if so. Favored enemy!

Another Missile!: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

If I can still get to him, I will attack. If not, I'll move to close.

Hagrym thrusts with his greatsword at the last standing man.

Attack 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Damage 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 5, 4) + 7 = 21

Under a flurry if bullets, missiles, and spear stabs, the man goes down!

Out if Combat!

Posting from mobile. Will post a summary post in a little while, but that about wraps it up. If everyone would post their Day Job rolls, Discussion, that'd be great.

Posted the info on 2-1-15, DM. No day job. Thanks for running for us!! Woot!

After the men and panther are incapacitated, the few gripplis in the immediate area come out of hiding and shower the party with praise before scattering to gather the other Krihirik once more.

Once the village is reassembled, Mother Bogwynne graciously accepts any tyrannosaurus eggs you have recovered. In addition, the surviving Krihirik elders agree that the talisman the dwarves gave them so many years ago is best employed by the party—especially if the rumors of the Golden Guardian awakening are true. The talisman is an egg-shaped mass of dry clay the size of a melon, its surface smoothed and intricately decorated with linear patterns, plant imprints, and the symbol of a mountain standing under dozens of stars. The talisman radiates faint transmutation magic, though this is simply a longlasting spell to preserve the clay.

Mother Bogwynne raises a hand and lifts her head as if performing a blessing, and dozens of gripplis gather to listen. “More than a thousand cycles ago, the dwarven refugees came to us from the distant north, fleeing a home lost ages ago. We aided the dwarves and welcomed them as neighbors in the nearby hills—a land even harsher than our own. When they fled their home for a second time, we offered them aid once more, though they requested only that we honor their memory and accept a gift: this talisman that bears the power to defeat the golden beast that now haunts Ashkurhall.”

She holds up a melon-sized ovoid made of clay. “The descendants of Sigrin spoke of this as their greatest treasure, which they had left behind. It is a legacy that continues to this day, for none have ever braved the Golden Guardian to claim the riches as their own.” A chorus of croaking vocalizations follows the elder’s story, and she adds, “The talisman’s power is hidden within, and it must be unsealed in the beast’s presence. To do so too soon would expend its energy needlessly or even invoke a terrible disaster. We have entrusted you with this relic of our people; use it wisely.”

Handing you the relic, Mother Bogwynne and the tribe bid you farewell and luck on your travels.

And that concludes part 2. Let me know if anyone level up and if your initiative has changed. I'll start part 3 in the morning, and get chronicles out this evening.

Hey Hagrym will level to 6. Is that still cool, or did I level out of the range?

Chochok spends some time catching up with his fellow gripplis before packing his things and bidding farewell, promising to visit some time again. He's a traveler by nature so he promises that he is not just saying that but actually intends to travel through here again when all this is over and Sharrowsmith is found.

Antonella delivers the five dinosaur eggs to the grippli matriarch. “There you go, Mother Bogwynne. The latest additions to the Krihirik tribe! Have you thought of names for them yet?”

The paladin’s eyes dance with mischief. “The two baddest and biggest ones could be called Grim/Grimina AND Hagrym/Hagrymette.”

“The ‘prettiest’ one would be … Chochok/Chochokolate. While the most loyal and helpful dino could be named Sif/Sifvery.”

Antonella shakes her head sadly. “Oh and if you have the misfortune to rear a haughty, antisocial tyrannosaur, might I suggest the name … oh, I don’t know … Nivik, maybe?”

After successfully completing your mission, you return to Fort Bandu, stopping to find the injured miner along the way. Upon your arrival, you are soon sought out and given a letter from Venture Captain Ambrus Valsin.

Pathfinders,

News of your mission in the Bandu Hills has reached me. It is unfortunate that Venture-Captain Sharrowsmith angered the kobolds so much that they attacked the local miners, but I have also heard that thanks to your efforts, the kobolds have ceased their attacks, at least for now.

According to the latest report, you learned about an ancient monster watching over the dwarven ruins that Sharrowsmith had been studying, and you decided to visit the Kaava lands to acquire a powerful weapon that could defeat the guardian. I hope that your negotiations with the tribe of gripplis guarding the weapon were successful and you are now ready to continue your mission to find Sharrowsmith.

I want to remind you that Nieford Sharrowsmith is our foremost scholar in the region, and thus, your first priority is to bring him back alive, or at least find evidence about what has happened to him. Naturally, also record any information of historical value as you explore the ruins.

If you run into kobolds while exploring the dwarven ruins, try not to antagonize them any more than is necessary to find Sharrowsmith. The earlier trouble with the kobolds has already harmed our reputation with the locals. It is vital to the continued success of the Nantambu lodge that we secure allies, not make enemies.

One more thing: we have reason to believe that the Aspis Consortium is planning to intercept your mission and kill or kidnap Sharrowsmith. Make haste and keep an eye out for trouble at all times.

Blessing of the Ten,
Venture-Captain Ambrus Valsin

After reading the letter, you delve your memories for anything tidbit of information that could prove valuable for your mission......

After delivering the injured miner back to Fort Bandu, Antonella has some advice for her. “Mining may not be your thing, sister. This garrison town might be just the place to try a new profession.”

♘♘♘♘

A decemvirate of blessings back at you, Venture-Captain Valsin.

One Diplomacy (gather info): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 Nada ...
Two Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20 Success!
Three Diplomacy (gather info): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14 *Blech*

“The word on the street is inconsistent about what the Golden Guardian actually is. Some people believe it is a gold dragon, while others say it is probably a living statue, a golden machine, or a god-like entity. The only thing the locals are unanimous about is that only a special weapon lost to antiquity can defeat it.”

Hagrym waves good bye to the crew. "It appears I've been assigned to a different mission. I'd've really enjoyed seei this one through, but you know how politics are in this place."

As the dwarf leaves, a fit human approaches. "Greetings. I've been told you lot are my new squad. I'm Fahd. I'm to help if things turn ugly down there.". The man has a bit of a rough edge to him, as he cracks his knuckles while speaking.

Gather Info: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Knowledge, Arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Snake eyes!

Gather Info: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Better, but not exactly breaking news info....

"Hagrym, I am sorry to see you go. I have learned much in our shared experience, and for that I am truly grateful!" Sifvery offers a bow, and hands him a string of beads tied to a feather, "to remember our journey".

Bowing to Fahd, Silvery welcomes him. "It is nice to meet you, and we will be glad for your help. This is a capable and strong team, but everyone needs a helping hand from time to time. I try to help where I can."

Once all are gathered, Sifvery offers what little she has learned. "It's funny, but most of the locals do not revall knowing about the kobolds before Sharrowsmith. The have kept quiet and out of the way. I do truly hope the guardian is not a dragon. I am not sure I am up for that meeting..."

Knowledge Local 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 for the first roll.
Knowledge Local 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6 for the second roll.

Lol, what a great start!

A frown knits Antonella’s brow as she rises to greet the newcomer. I’ve seen him somewhere before. But where ..? Oh yeah, that’s right …

“Though it was not in a past life, we have met before Fahd Bin Stavain. It was at the Flaxseed Lodge in fair Cassomir. I am called Antonella – among other things … aspiring champion of the god of Knowledge.”

The priestess bows before saying. “I believe you were giving me advice on how to avoid offending swine at the time. Sadly, your wise words failed to find fertile ground in my mind, and I am as unpopular with the Aspis Consortium as ever.”

"I do truly hope the guardian is not a dragon. I am not sure I am up for that meeting..."

Antonella's tone is like that of a big sister. “I have discovered a fool-proof method for dealing with dragons, Sifvery. It is known as ‘running away’ or ‘retreating.’ Sadly this technique does not work for paladins. We must rely on an entirely different tactic called ‘advancing in the opposite direction.’”

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

"Nah, it's not a dragon, least I don't think so," Chochok offers. "Most people speculate that the creature is immortal or not a living creature. Last I heard dragons are most definitely mortal, even if they are hard to kill."

"The kobolds may have gone quiet but we should still be wary of them and their ways. I heard a story whereby decades ago a local boy went missing but returned weeks later with amazing stories about a hidden city protected by cruel traps that he only narrowly escaped. Traps? Now that sounds like kobold mischief to me. Best be keepin' on our toes, ayup."

Nobility: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

Nivik just nods, as if he knew everything that was just said.

Grim resharpens his large bastard sword and give thanks and prayers to Ragathiel while they wait.. He's ready when everyone else is..

Save for torrential rain alternating with scorching heat, the journey from Fort Bandu to Mount Nakyuk progresses smoothly. Ancient, crumbling stone buildings choked with vines and adorned with bone fetishes emerge from a patch of thick jungle underbrush. A scattering of bones and discarded tools hints that this location was recently inhabited. A gaping stairwell yawns behind a blood-spattered altar, descending to the mysterious depths where the Golden Guardian makes its home.

You recognize the stairs and altar as the place where you saved the group of miners.....

Descending the stairs into a pleasantly cool maze of half-collapsed rooms and corridors.

Two granite statues of dwarves in full armor stand guard in this entrance hall, flanking the entrance to a corridor to the south. Antelope skull patterns painted in red ochre cover each statue’s face. In the wall to the south are two rust-stained iron doors.

Upadated map linked at top.

Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Ah look! Crowbar marks at the door. "