GM Tektite's PFS Destiny of Sands (Inactive)

Game Master Hawkwen Agricola

Seeing that the duo with the other thug is having some trouble, and with Rapunzel having the issue of the woman well in... well, hair, Loenor opts to aid his allies against the last foe.

Moving straight toward the thug, hoping to catch him with his eyes closed, Loenor lunges with his trident at the man's belly but overreaches his limit and misses.
Do or do not, there is no trident: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Apparently it's 'do not'. Ah well. Always next time.

Arovandeon heals himself!

Loenor stabs at the man, but misses!

Attack vs Loenor: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

In desperation, the last thug swings at the elf, but misses!

Initiative:
Loenor
Arovandeon
Thugs!
Fastenhyme
Marianne
Rapunzel
Izoki
Woman

Fastenhyme, Marianne, Rapunzel, and Izoki are up!

Rapunzel's hair relaxes and releases the helpless woman. Seeing one thug remaining, she moves into position to help her friends! Moving in closer she head fakes the thug and grapples him with her flowing hair!

Hair attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Confirm Hair attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 2) + 4 = 10
Grab (hair): 1d20 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 16

Rapunzel pummels the last thug and her goes down in a tangle of hair!

Out of Combat

Glancing around at her companions Marianne asks, "Anyone in need of healing?"

Bending down to check the thug's bodies for some form of identification or affiliation, Loenor mutters "Fine here. Who were these bastards?"

Rapunzel holds up the necklace in response to Loenor, "Red Mantis assassins. At least she is. These two might just be taking coin from the wrong woman." Rapunzel walks back over to the woman, and begins taking her weapons and gear. "You can talk to me and be turned over to the Osirians, or you can be turned over to Torch's bodyguards, and talk to them."

The stares at Rapunzel defiantly and say nothing, turning her head to spit on the ground. "Pftew!"

Rapunzel shrugs, "Personally I'd rather rot in an Osirian jail where I might have a chance of escape, rather than tortured to death for the amusement of some orcs but I will respect your wishes in this matter." Turning to Marianne, "Be a dear and go tell the orc brothers where we are. We'll wait right in there." she points to one of the run down huts then starts dragging the woman in that direction.

While the others question the assassin, Arovandeon uses his wand again to further heal his wounds. He then examines the two thugs and the woman's possessions for any relevant clues.

"Could the presence of these assassins be the message the Hundredfingers had for Grandmaster Torch?"

Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Take 20 on perception for 27. Also, are any knowledge checks possible to learn anything from the thugs or woman?

Blind Roll: 1d20 ⇒ 12

”Good point indeed”, Fastenhyme nods at Aro then at the bodies,”though not too efective...”. He looks around at the gathered crowd, see if he can notice anyone suspicious.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16, damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

"Seems likely to me the message is a ruse to draw Torch out for this one." Rapunzel pokes the assassin. "Fairly childish plot, but I suppose it could be effective against small children."

"Suppose my disguise then would have really caused a stir. -And probably a dagger in my back."

I wonder if the woman have any other significant possessions or clues? Izoki will to a complete frisk of her body. Take 20 for Perception DC 30

Loenor stands from the thugs, steps over and stabs his trident into the ground inches from the woman. "Tell them either why you're here or where the... whatever they're called, Hundredfingers or what not, where they are, or the halforcs won't have much to play with when they get here."
Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

"If she does not answer, then I propose we begin testing her "elixirs." Arovandeon says as he examines her possessions with a clinical eye. "We could feed them to her, one at a time, and I will take notes on the results. I imagine one is a poison, but perhaps we will learn other things before we get to it."

Aid Another Intimidate for Leonor: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (16) - 1 = 15

Loenor grins mischievously. "Even if not, I have some certs for a few vials that I know are poison. Won't kill you, but may make you talk. What say you, wench?"

Marianne sighs, "Whatever happened to good old fashioned chopping stuff off until they talk?"

Intimidate Aid: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (15) - 1 = 14

Torch's half-orc are summoned and return shortly thereafter. In the mean time, the woman refuses to speak, apparently more afraid of who she works for, rather than the party.

As things calm down in the alley, a man appears, identifying himself as Naleth Hundredfingers. "I need you to deliver a message to Grandmaster Torch. Tell him the Red Mantis is searching Eto for a scarred man.” He nods at the bound woman. "She is the one who has been asking questions about Torch."

Are you escorting the woman back to Torch or turning her over to the bodyguards?

Rapunzel is happy to turn the woman over to the bodyguards and continue on with Torch's list of dirty laundry.

Looking at the orcs "I won't want to be responsible for leading the Red Mantis back to your fearless leader, she's your problem now."

Rapunzel will take back her manacles once they have secured her, keeping anything she took from the woman.

Marianne nods, "We'll leave our little Mantis to the half orcs here, how about we check out this well next? The way Torch worded it there's a chance we might be able to make use of some of the stuff."

"Make sure to bind her eyes so she doesn't know where she's going. In case she escapes to tell her friends. Then she can deliver the message herself."

"The well? -An excellent idea. I've got some strong rope for a strong climber.

A "Hrmmmm..." escapes Loenor's lips. "Into the city, out of the city, into the city... this list tires me."

The half-orcs nod wordlessly and take the woman away. Heading out of the city, the party heads to the Well of Serpents. After a short trek, you spy the well. Wild grasses hug the low walls surrounding the wide mouth of the well. The opening is 15 feet wide at the top but narrows to a width of about 5 feet at the bottom 30 feet below.

Fastenhym lights a torch then sends it down with a Mage Hand.

Izoki equips his climbing gear and begins the tedious process of knotting his rope to make for an easier climb. Take 10 for DC 12

He squawks, "If only I had wings to fly..."

Physical challenges are far from Arovandeon's strength, and so he lets others with more experience determine the best way to proceed. He does, however, examine the area for dangers and the well for structural integrity.

Take 20 on Perception = 27
Knowledge Engineering for well: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20

Loenor, no strangers to rigging, will follow Izoki after he gets to the bottom. No sense overloading the rope.

Take 10 = 11

"I will stand guard up here, or come down last if needed." Rapunzel stands ready with her curved blade.

Fastenhyme lowers a torch revealing nothing but, a shallow pool of water.

Izoki then climbs down, followed by Loenor. At the bottom of the well, they find about 2 feet of sediment-laden water occupies the bottom of the well, obscuring a submerged horizontal shaft large enough for to crawl through.

Arovandeon decides that the shaft looks sturdy and safe.

Dripping wet and smelly, Izoki continues to crawl and swim through the tunnel while holding his musket high and wrapped in a dry bedroll.

After about fifteen feet of crawling, Izoki enters a larger chamber. A dark pool fills the center of this vast chamber spilling out of its cracked basin. The trickle of water flows west through a short tunnel of rough-hewn stone and pools at the bottom of a collapsed well. Alcoves set in the walls give the illusion of staring at the flared hood of a cobra. Two altars face each other across the pool in the chamber’s northwest and southeast corners. A statue of a robed human male stands in the northeast corner, and what must have been its twin lies toppled in the southwest corner. The room is completely dark.

"Is there space enough for others within?" Arovandeon calls down to Izoki.

If so, Arovandeon will follow and scan the area, taking 10 on knowledge checks to learn what he can about the chamber, altars, and statue.

Marianne takes her time clambering down the rope, thankful she purchased an agile breastplate, and with some awkward maneuvering of her spear crawls through after the others casting light upon the tip of her spear.

Glancing about the chamber she casts detect magic and scans searching for the auras of the magical items they seek.

”Hmm”, Fastenhyme purses his lips, thinking that retrieving something from the well would have been easy. Eventually, he takes the ropes and scales down.

Climb: 1d20 ⇒ 19

The party successfully enters the chamber. Even with the light of Marianne's spell, the light seems unnaturally dim. Looking around you see a dark pool fills the center of this vast chamber spilling out of its cracked basin. The trickle of water flows west through a short tunnel of rough-hewn stone and pools at the bottom of a collapsed well. Alcoves set in the walls give the illusion of staring at the flared hood of a cobra. Two altars face each other across the pool in the chamber’s northwest and southeast corners. A statue of a robed human male stands in the northeast corner, and what must have been its twin lies toppled in the southwest corner.

As Marianne detects for magic, she picks up several auras coming from the northeast corner of the room, in the area of the statue.

Drawing his trident as he goes, Loenor moves closer to the pool, keeping a wary eye out for anything lurking in the darkness. At the pool, he peers into it, wondering if the items they are to be collecting are contained within.

"Want me to come down, or stay up here?" Rapunzel calls down the well.

"I would say come down, feels dangerous," Marianne calls back, "there are magical auras coming from the north-east corner near the statue. Anyone know how to check for traps, might be called for - did you say you could Loenor?"

”Let me have a look”, Fastenhyme stays a distance and observes the statues. Spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Rapunzel climbs down the rope carefully, and joins her companions. (Take 10 for 15).

As the party begins to look around and Rapunzel descends the well, suddenly a large two-headed snake begins to slither out from behind the northwest altar!

Initiative:
Izoki
Loenor
Marianne
Fastenhyme
Snakey
Rapunzel
Arovandeon

Izoki, Loenor, Marianne, and Fastenhyme are up!

MAP

"Snakes? Why did it have to be snakes?" Rapunzel mutters to herself.

Loenor raises his trident in a defensive position.

"Okay, beastie. Come and get it."

Total defense, AC goes to 24

Quickly he unwraps his musket and fires at the two headed snake.
ranged touch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 131d12 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"Time for back-up!", Fastenhyme shouts the queue to the party, as to not let them get distracted by the forthcoming illusion,
A really big mongoose!. Hopefully the false enemy will draw some of the venom away.

Silent Image DC16

Oo! Is it a TWO-HEADED mongoose to fight the two-headed snake?! 'Cause that would be AWESOME!!

The mongoose just grew another head.

Rapunzel mutters while Izoki lowers his firearm and fires, just barely hitting the creature!

Loenor goes on the defensive, waiting for the creature to approach!

Fastenhyme conjures an images of a large, two-headed predatory creature!

1d20 ⇒ 4

The creature's two heads hiss as the image appears!

Marianne