PFS PbP Game Day 3: First Steps Part 1 (Inactive)

Game Master Deane Beman

Zarta’s bedroom is decorated in the colors of Cheliax— ebon black and crimson red. Silk, rare woods, and carefully carved marble compose every bit of furniture in the room. Goose down now litters the room, covering almost every surface and the silken shreds of the cushions that contained it lie about like flayed skin . A post on the massive screened bed is snapped in half, collapsed on the bed and drawing the screened curtains into a ripped slope of formerly fine cloth. Vials of perfume and crystal jars of other cosmetics sit smashed on the marble floor around the dresser. A prominent fixture in the room, a large “X” made of stout wood sits along the west wall, complete with leather shackles and chains. A table sits to its left strewn with various items intended for pleasure, but outwardly resembling implements of pain.

A clearly enraged and totally out of control imp occupies the room. The creature desperately wants inside the box it continually throws around the room hoping to smash the thing open. Though dented, the case doesn’t look like it will be opening anytime soon.

'Fresh?' I must be old enough to be your great grandfather, young miss. The elf creases a brow at the paracountess' choice of words to describe himself.

Cavorting with Chelaxian tyrants... fabulous. On mentioning her ties with devilkind, the ranger bites his lip, keeping his sarcastic commentary to himself. He simply nods an affirmative to her.

...

Bregolas will form a wrinkle by his 200th birthday at the rate he creases his brow. Seeing the imp wracking about the room, he asks the creature, "And what is it, pray tell, that you desire from within this battered box?"

Fahd readies an action to use the silver dagger on the imp if it approaches.

Attack 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Damage 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"What an odd place to keep prisoners. Krux would put them in basement."

He examines the various tools displayed and holds up a small leather whip.

"Is this for small folk? It's very puny..."

The purpose of this bedroom perplexes him greatly.

The imp slams the box down on the floor and stomps on it several times. He seems to pay the party no notice whatsoever.

"Welp, we no doubt need what's in that box. And that little bugger isn't going to give it to us. I'm going to go take it from him.". Fahd walks up to the imp. "Sorry little fella, but I'm going to need that box. Don't supoose you'll just give it to me will you?"

Fahd holds the dagger at the ready, expecting a fight.

Readied action 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Damage 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

"Go away...it's mine!" The imp steps back and both it and the box disappear from sight.

Durothil moves quickly to guard the door, drawing his curved blade. "No use hiding, devil."

Durothil keeps a wary eye out for the imp to reappear.

"Anyone have any bright ideas on getting the bugger to reappear?"

Krux swings his greatsword at he devil where he last appeared.

attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
miss chance, high is good: 1d100 ⇒ 91
attack: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 3) + 6 = 11

When Krux reveals his confusion about the room's true purpose, Bregolas opens his mouth to correct the big man. But he hesitates before speaking a syllable, and decides to simply say, "Fahd will explain it to you later."

...

When the imp disappears, he keeps his keen senses alert to the sound of its wings flapping or the sight of its invisible body ever slightly warping the light around it. He slowly approaches the cosmetics, looking all around in a wary defensive stance as he moves.

To Fahd, he nods towards the cosmetics. "That powder may help. Someone get the door."

Bregolas picks up any kind of powdered makeup he can find, if any, and, on spotting or hearing where the imp is, he tosses the powder at it in the hopes of coating the creature and enabling all to see it.

Try to see or hear the imp to pinpoint its location (+2 vs invisible creatures):
Perception: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 2 = 29

Toss powdered cosmetics at the imp (assuming ranged touch attack? adapt my mod as needed):
Attack vs touch (powdered makeup): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Bregolas tosses a handful of powder in the imp's general direction; as it settles it covers the form of a coughing imp clutching a box. The box pops out of its hands when it meets the business end of Krux's sword. "Fine, I surrender! Don't kill me!" it shouts.

The imp submits to the punishment he has coming via the Paracountess and follows willingly leaves the room with the party. "Thank you morsels. I'll take care of this one. You may see yourselves out."

As you head back toward the Lodge a throng of people block the streets ahead. A performance art group commandeers the street, drawing graffiti to create a jolly hellscape complete with illusory devils comically dancing around in circles. A few citizens avoiding the crowd slip off-street through a nearby alley, the only egress past the gathering.

You follow the crowd toward the shortcut until you reach an alleyway obscured by a hazy fog. As the common citizens flee you are left facing the very people who have been following you all day.

"Please allow us to relieve you of the burden of your possessions!" A voice calls from the other side of the fog.

Initiative Order
Bregolas
Krux
Hallie
Fahd
Ledford
Larkin
Deandre
Durothil

Bregolas and Krux are up.

"No one takes Krux's candy!"

An angry Krux unsheathes his greatsword while holding his position and readies the spell Cause Fear to the first visible enemy.

Cause Fear DC 15 rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 1

Oh well. It was worth a try.

Round 1

Bregolas gives them a stern look as his eyes pierce through the fog. "Very well." The elf swiftly draws his bow and fires an arrow in the time it takes him to speak this line.

He then adds, "You may begin with my arrows."

Shoot one of the thieves:
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Concealment (high is good): 1d100 ⇒ 93
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Bregolas hears a groan as his arrow hits...something. Seconds later incessant laughter from a diminutive female voice is heard through the mist as a blob of acid burns the ground in front of Begolas' feet.

Fahd is up.

Initiative Order
Bregolas
Krux
Hallie
Fahd
Ledford (-5)
Larkin
Deandre
Durothil

Ranged Touch vs. Bregolas: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21, Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2, Concealment: 1d100 ⇒ 30

Fahd charges straight ahead through the fog, swinging his fist at the closest combatant.

Attack plus charge 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 2 = 17

Damage 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Miss chance (high is good) 1d100 ⇒ 66

Charging into the mist Fahd runs headlong into a tiny halfing with a large axe. Fahd lands a solid punch on the little fellow who answers with a blow from his weapon.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17, 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16 Ouch...sorry. 8-(

As the bald, bearded monk falls a lanky human tip toes over his fallen form to engage Durothil. He is slightly shaken at the sight of Krux hiding around the corner but is able to maintain his composure.Will: 1d20 ⇒ 15, Attack vs. Durothil: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21, Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

A sinister looking woman who appears to be the leader of the group casts a spell...a glowing shield (of faith) envelopes her body.

Durothil, Bregolas and Krux are up.

Initiative Order
Bregolas
Krux
Hallie
Fahd
Ledford (-14)
Larkin
Deandre
Durothil

"You obviously picked the wrong people to try and rob."

2-handed ECB: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
ECB damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Crit Confirm

2-handed ECB: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
ECB damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Shucks

Round 2

Dropping his bow, the ranger swiftly draws his own curved blade and either engages the shot and sliced Ledford to finish him off (if still standing) or moves on in to the next in line to be sliced. While his powerful swing is easily ducked, the blade cuts clear through a thick wooden beam which... no longer supports the canopy of a store front. Bregolas glares menacingly as if to say, That will be the fate of your neck now.

Move in and draw blade, then power attack an enemy:
Attack (curved blade): 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 - 1 = 4
Damage: 1d10 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 3 = 15

Wow!

Fahd was cut down like a rickety sapling by an expert woodsman. He fell, blood pouring from his wound.

Stabilization check 1d20 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (11) + 2 - 3 = 10

Durothil cuts down the cocky rogue with a single slice of his blade...clearing the way for Bregolas to move in on the hefty halfling. He swings his sword much too high. Krux is up.

Krux moves east 20 feet into the mist and sees Fahd bleeding out at his feet.

"Gorum, do not let this man die today."

Channel Positive Energy: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Krux does not have Selective Channel, so it gets everyone.

Fahd is at +1but isn't standing up until that greataxe isn't threatening him, lol.

As Krux channels energy to heal his mates, he also hits the halfling and the human foes with the burst. The caster in the back continues her maniacal giggling as she lobs acid at Bregolas.

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13, Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Fahd is up in case he wants to throw punches from his prone position.

Initiative Order

Bregolas
Krux
Hallie
Fahd
Ledford (-10)
Larkin (-3)
Deandre
Durothil

Is the mist still active and is there any concealment? I'm not sure what my line of sight is.

Bregolas' stern glare now shifts to the caster as the acid burns his flesh...

Fahd punches upwards at the closest enemy.

Attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

Damage 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Is the mist still active and is there any concealment? I'm not sure what my line of sight is.

Good call. The mist is still active but, since most of you are in it, I moved it off the map. So Hallie's attack on Bregolas 1d100 ⇒ 99 still hits...and here is the info on the mist:

The vapor obscures all sight, including darkvision, beyond 5 feet. A creature 5 feet away has concealment (attacks have a 20% miss chance). Creatures farther away have total concealment (50% miss chance, and the attacker cannot use sight to locate the target).

As Fahd punches upward to no avail, the halfling turns his focus to Bregolas...taking a mighty swing that thankfully misses the elf. Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5, Damage: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14. The rogue stands up (drawing an AoO) and steps forward and also takes a wild swipe at Bregolas Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7, Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5.

Initiative Order

Bregolas
Krux
Fahd
Hallie
Ledford (-10)
Larkin (-3)
Deandre
Durothil

To make things flow more smoothly I'll delay Hallie until after Fahd so you're all up...and Durothil gets an AoO vs. Larkin.

2-handed ECB AOO: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
ECB damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Concealment > 20: 1d100 ⇒ 19

Sigh - Let's not heal them anymore

2-handed ECB vs Larkin: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
ECB damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Concealment > 20: 1d100 ⇒ 77

Seeing his swing swipe through were the elf thought Larkin was, he steps forward. This time he hopes his swing will take him down.

Fahd keeps swinging at whatever enemy is above him.

Attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Damage 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Miss chance 1d100 ⇒ 54

Krux moves through the mist and attacks the nearest injured opponent while calling up his god.

"Only cowards fight in narrow alleys. Eat steel!"

Free action using Destructive Smite and Ferocious Strike. I'd hate to lose Fahd's assistance. I forgot to purchase a CLW stick after his first session, but I'll remember this time around.

attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
20% miss: 1d100 ⇒ 51
dmg: 2d6 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (3, 1) + 6 + 2 = 12

I think I'm correct in thinking that, if you're making a melee strike, you are adjacent to your opponent and don't need to make a concealment roll. So Durothil's AoO hits and takes down Larkin. Since you can occupy the same square as a prone ally you're welcome to move forward on your turn and use your existing roll on Ledford if you'd like. But if you're wearing a kilt Fahd might see a bit more than he's bargained for...

Krux will attack Ledford and stand above Fahd.

"Whatever you do, don't look up. My armored kilt needs patching."

But if you're wearing a kilt Fahd might see a bit more than he's bargained for...

I don't want him to feel bad about himself, we are not all created equally. It is ok to peek, but staring is rude, FYI

GM Please retcon my second attack to whomever is closer

Round 3

Before he can say "long bottom leaf," the ranger takes advantage of the halfling rogue's provoking rise with a swipe of his blade.

If he goes down: The elf then moves in to take a powerful swing at the acid thrower, "Not so funny now."

Else: The rogue is made to dance as Bregolas takes another more powerful swing at the halfling.

AoO vs halfling rogue (Ledford?):
Attack (curved blade): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Power attack rogue again if not down, else 5 ft. step in and power attack the caster:
Attack (curved blade): 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 3 - 1 = 22
Damage: 1d10 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 3 = 13
Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 1 = 7
Extra Damage: 1d10 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 3 = 8

Fahd closed his eyes, in a position much worse than he was with the halfling bearing down on him with a great axe earlier. "Finish those rogues off and get off of me! And find someone to knit your damned knickers!". This fight wasn't going well.

"Do not look at me," the ranger responds to Fahd's second sentence.

Durothil's well timed strike turns the tide of the battle and as the slightly insane sorceress sees the muscle in her group fall she turns tail and runs...leaving a furious and outmatched cleric behind. Once Fahd rises to his feet and tries to unsee a few things you easily subdue the woman and turn her into the authorities.

Back at the Lodge Venture-Captain Ambrus Valsin commends you on a job well done and is impressed with your quick thinking in dealing with the ambush. "Your training has served you quite well...quite well indeed."

"Venture Captain, thank you so much for the kind words. Anything that needs doing for our society, please do not hesitate to call on us again."
Surprised at the Venture Captain's jolly disposition, Durothil takes the compliment as he is sure that it will be some time before he receives another from the usually surly Venture Captain.

Krux finishes his bag of candy, smiles politely to the captain and quickly heads to the nearest armor smithy for repairs. Ten minutes later he returns forgetting to say goodbye and collecting his reward.

"Fahd, why DID the Countess keep those puny weapons in her room??? No one else will tell me..."

"It's not that the weapon is puny, Krux...it's how that weapon is used that matters. Or so rumor has it."

Bregolas nods to the Venture Captain. On hearing Krux's query to Fahd, one might almost make out a slight smile on the elf's usually very serious face...