GMTrex's PFS [CORE] 3-00 Blood Under Absalom Special (Tier 3-4) (Inactive)

Game Master Andrew Trexler

Updated my position. Feel free to move me if Radagast destroyed it before I could have.

Fort save 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Attack with Greataxe 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 171d12 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Knowledge (Planes) 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Taken 1 dmg.
"Ahhhh!" a taken aback Florin flails at her assailant even as she feels that impact.

Know. (planes): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Again Darksid'Ious continues his ballade to help his comrades fight the thing.

But should it be — that dream eternally
Continuing — as dreams have been to me
In my young boyhood — should it thus be giv’n
’Twere folly still to hope for higher Heav’n.

Inspire Courage : +1 competence bonus to attack and damages, +1 moral bonus to will save vs fear and charm effects.

Radagast's steel bites into the floating face. The expression changes from gleeful hunger to howling anger only a moment before Russ'K destroys it.

Florin peels away from the mask and pivots for an upward swing with her greataxe, chipping teeth away that go sailing into vapor.

Darksid'Ious recognizes these beings as spirit oni, an evil spirit bound to this plane in the form of a disembodied mask. Spirit oni horns and teeth bear a terrible poison. One question for Darksid'Ious!

Round I -- bold may act!
1. Mask (blue @ 14 dmg)
2. Russ'K, Radagast (2 Con dmg; Fluffy 1 Con dmg), Florin (28/29 hp), Darksid'Ious, BABS (28/31 hp), Arboreal

knowledge planes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

If Acid burns it then Arboreal lobs an acid dart at its face
acid dart vs touch: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 - 4 = 5
acid dart damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
if resistant or immune acid then lob magic stone into melee
magic stone: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 13
magic stone damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Arboreal seems distracted possibly conducting an imaginary orchestra to Darksid'ious's ballad and his aim is not true

Bertha commands Betsy to defend, as she pulls out her sling and shoots a bullet ar the floating face.

Ranged attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Not resistant to acid, but resistant to terrible aim.

Arboreal and BABS miss by a mile. The face grins wide -- almost too wide -- its bulging eyes spinning madly with glee for a moment. Then it turns back to Florin.

Gore @ Florin: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24 HIT Damage: 1d4 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 2 plus a Fort save!

Round II -- bold may act!
1. Mask (blue @ 14 dmg)
2. Russ'K, Radagast (2 Con dmg; Fluffy 1 Con dmg), Florin (26/29 hp, Fort save!), Darksid'Ious, BABS (28/31 hp), Arboreal

Bertha points to the mask and tells Betsy to "flank", sending the boar around behind. As she moves forward, she drops the sling and re-arms her falchion, swinging at the leering mask.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 2 = 24
Damage: 2d4 + 6 ⇒ (4, 3) + 6 = 13

You're going to hate me... but the Flank Trick isn't in Core either =P

"Beat drop!"

Russ'K charges the remaining mask.

2H, Charge, PA, Inspire: 1d20 + 8 + 2 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 8 + 2 - 1 + 1 = 23
Damage, PA, Inspire: 1d8 + 4 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 3 + 1 = 14

AC temporarily 16 due to Charge.

I didn't even know there was a flank trick... just have attackx2 and figured that was a normal approach for these two. Guess I'' have to just tell Betsy to attack, and then Bertha moves to a flank position (when she can). So take 2 off that attack roll, GM!

Taken 3 dmg. Evil fiend!
Fort Save 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 141d12 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Remembering her earliest of studies, Florin adopts a wide legged stance as she grips her axe firmly, one hand over the other as she swings it wide to the left. Her waist pivots and then reverses as she brings to bare the power of that swing supprted by her strong arms and legs onto the creature.
"Wipe that grin off your face cretin." she snarls.

She talkin' to tha mask, right? Yeah, Yeah...

@BABS: yes, that strategy works. Unfortunately animals aren't smart enough to know what flanking means, and they just attack in a bee-line when ordered.

The half-orc half of the Half-Human Company roundly demolish the remaining oni, which dissolves into the aether.

Out of combat! Once again, you have a couple rounds before the next round of attackers. I'll move us along tonight.

Russ'K steps between his allies and the crowd.

"Heal up them cuts. It's about ta get a whole lot nastier."

Total Defense until my next turn; AC temporarily 22.

Arboreal takes out the healing wand and applies it to Florin the forgetful clw wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 Then calling forth then rolls up his sleeve to reveal a black pentacle tattooed on his right fore arm conversts Faerie Fire to a summon natures ally Eagle

Is somebody needs healing? Asks Darksid'Ious

Feels free to use my wand for healing.

Bertha takes the opportunity to heal her wounds (and anyone else who may have need).

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

1d4 ⇒ 4

From the shadowed edge of the arena come two skulking tengus...

Round I -- bold may act!
1. Radagast (2 Con dmg; Fluffy 1 Con dmg), Darksid'Ious, Florin, BABS (30/31 hp)
2.Tengu
3. Arboreal, Russ'K

Radagast and Fluffy charge straight for the Blue Tengu, before it gets a chance to act.

MW Cold Iron Scythe: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 2 = 17, for 2d4 + 9 ⇒ (3, 1) + 9 = 13 damage.

Bite: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 9 + 2 = 16, for 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 damage.

Florin bids her time for now as she refreshes the charge for her shield with her wand.

Russ'K puffs out his chest and swaggers from side to side, his body in motion to some unheard music. He holds out the back of his hand to the nearest Tengu and beckons with his fingers, taunting it to come at him.

"Come on, Beaky. Let'see whatchu GOT!"

Bertha charges forward to deal with the new attacker (red).

Falchiin power Attack charge: 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 7 + 2 - 1 = 18
Damage: 2d4 + 6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 6 + 2 + 1 = 15

Again, Darksid'Ious continues his ballade to help his comrades.

For I have revell’d when the sun was bright
In the summer sky, in dreams of living light.
And loveliness, — have left my very heart
Inclines of mine imaginary apart
From mine own home, with beings that have been
Of mine own thought — what more could I have seen?

Inspire Courage : +1 competence bonus to attack and damages, +1 moral bonus to will save vs fear and charm effects.

BABS and Radagast (and pet) strike hard and fast before the newcomers can react, and blood washes steadily down their feathered fronts, though not before lashing out with their curved blades. Both BABS and Fluffy give as much blood as they took.

Temple Sword (AoO) @ BABS: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27 HIT Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Temple Sword (AoO) @ Fluffy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28 THREAT Confirm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24 CONFIRMED Critical Damage: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (3, 3) + 8 = 14

Nevertheless, Fluffy's bite is enough for the tengu to bow and calmly withdraw. The other sweeps the half-orc's leg from under her and lands savage palm strikes against her armor.

Trip @ BABS: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 2 = 24 SUCCESS
Stunning Fist: 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 2 + 4 = 10 MISS
Ki Attack: 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 6 - 2 + 4 = 11 MISS

Round I -- bold may act!
1. Radagast (2 Con dmg; Fluffy 1 Con dmg, 12/26 hp), Darksid'Ious, Florin, BABS (19/31 hp)
2.Tengu
3. Arboreal, Russ'K

"What? You're fast... and tricky. But I am not going to be taken out by one such as you."

Swinging from her prone position,
Attack from prone, inspired: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 7 + 1 - 4 = 18
Damage: 2d4 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 4) + 6 + 1 = 14

Betsy jumps into the fray as well.
Attack, inspired: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

BABS surprises the tengu with a powerful swing at his legs. He, too, nods and bows, retreating calmly into the shadows.

Out of combat! You have a brief respite once again.

"We're being tested!" Florin breathes out in realization.
"We had best regroup and seek out a more advantagoues position."

"Tested? Pfft. Then let's giv'em a show!"

Russ'k performs a few exaggerated jump/steps towards the center of the arena, and once again twirls his axe out in front of him. Regroup in the center?

Then, stamping a foot against the ground, he starts rocking his body to a self made beat:

"Hey, hey! Yo, yo! All ya suckas, ya got ta go!

We tha proud Pathfinders of tha 5-H Company!!"

Darksid'Ious stops his oratory and moves toward BABS while drawing his wand and uses it on her.

May Pain be your reward

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Bertha moves back to regroup with Russ'K as she uses her wand on herself again.

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

Florin for abrief moment wonders if she is the only sane one here as she observes the antics of some of her companions. She strongly resists the urge to just slap them all with her axe, reminding herself that she's long given up the path of a warrior and should focused more on her magic...........as she moves to join her companions.

***OVERSEER ANNOUCEMENT***

Overseer thread

As the once raging battle begins to slow, a strange cloud of translucent smoke appears in the center of the arena, coalescing into the demonic form of Kiang Zhen. The oni raises her hand, and the remaining creatures suddenly fall back and drop to their knees as if to acknowledge defeat.

”Well done, well done!”

”My minions accept your victory, and you have adequately the Emissary. Please, lower your weapons. I congratulate those of you still alive, for you have grown that much closer to qualifying for the Ruby Phoenix Tournament!”

The oni pauses for a minute to study the crowd before continuing, ”Beneath the trapdoors lies a series of subterranean passages. Scattered within the passages I have secured a collection of small, but nearly priceless porcelain vases. Your challenge is to locate one of these vases and return it to me. However, there is a catch – there are fewer vases than competitors. Only those who present me with a vase shall pass on to the next part of the competition.”

"What is this? Mother's Day?"

"Jewelry... Vases... Whaddya want later? Chocolate?"

"This whole thing is beginning to sound like an entire series of tasks and errands." Florin grumbles.

"We had best get a move on."

The trap doors snap open once again, and this time no tumult of horrors pours out. Instead, rickety wooden platforms on aging ropes and rusted pulleys take the party down below the warehouse floor.

Some twenty feet down is an aged network of stone sewers. Ahead, the tunnel branches west and south.

Russ'K peers over the opening and sniffs.

Is there sewage? Or is it not currently in use?

Let's go find out what lies inside.

Says the half-elve going south.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Bertha tries to operate the platform after pushing Betsy onto it.

"Shouldn't one of us go down first?" Florin points out

"Hold on a sec. I'm tryin' ta see if it's safe."

(you clearly sense hesitation from the young half-orc, and an almost melting of his "tough guy" exterior)

I think we are heading south far too many animal companions to be going down that well to the west

"Lets see whats down here" says Arboreal after taking a moment to recall magic Stone as one of his prepared spells using his pearl of power then casting light on the end of his staff

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27

Darksid'ious continues his walk looking for a safe passage.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Sorry, that was unclear. You all are already down the shaft, I handwaived that part. There is no sewage channel in the area you currently occupy.

Arboreal and Darksid'Ious lead the way south, skipping the western passage (which does not terminate in a well, but rather some sort of mechanical device). The southern passage bends sharply to the east, depositing the party in a small room dominated by three large bins on the eastern wall. A ray of nets and rakes hang from the ceiling.

The passage continues west from this room.

Radagast and Russ'K both notice a wooden board leaning against one wall covered in a gray fungus. Russ'K tentatively scrapes away at the fungus, revealing instructions in Common on how to operate a pumping system for the sewers. If only one could find said pump...

"Man, this is bunk. Ain't got no sense being down here. Our luck they're gonna drown us like rats or somethin'."

"Anyone else know about this stuff?"

Darksid'Ious continues to look around and to explore the tunnels ahead of him.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

"No idea. We should start searching the tunnels before us and quickly. Maybe just maybe We'll find this pump." Florin urges her companions.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

"Naw. It ain't down here."

Betsy trots ahead a little as she and Bertha start exploring. "A vase, huh?"

Quickly doubles back to the west route to see if the machine thing is in fact a pump