GMTrex's PFS [Standard] Echoes of the Everwar Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master Andrew Trexler

Quinn whips out a wand and uses it for a minute to aid in the healing of Skybek.

CLWx10: 10d8 + 10 ⇒ (5, 5, 4, 2, 1, 2, 2, 6, 4, 7) + 10 = 48
Should be 67/86 at that point.

"Good thing, too. Grey? Not exactly your colour, I think."

"Skybek, drink these."

I highly recommend Skybek just drink the potions. Normally I see the wisdom of saving larger healing for emergencies, but we have plenty of curative spells, channeling, etc. Skybek himself is a cleric. The potions are use it or lose it. Better to just drink them."

"These orcs, they mean business, and there is a story to be had hear. I wish I had he wisdom to be ready to speak with the dead. Let's look intheir building for more information."

Sareth has no problems taking 20 inside.

"Arise, friend dwarf. The misguided orcs have left you injured, but at least on this side of the grey veil."

Skybek graciously accepts the offer of help as he is brought to his feet. "Aye, thank yae very much. Ahh never did like goblins, but noo Ahh'm adding orcs tae mae list. Lemmae just say they're noo on mae most hated list richt next tae goblin."

When offered the healing potions, Skybek uncorks the bottles like a skilled veteran, and begins guzzling them down with loud gulps in a rather undignified manner like he just found an oasis coming out of the desert.

Cure Serious Wounds: 3d8 + 5 ⇒ (5, 8, 1) + 5 = 19
Cure Serious Wounds: 3d8 + 5 ⇒ (7, 4, 3) + 5 = 19
Cure Serious Wounds: 3d8 + 5 ⇒ (3, 1, 4) + 5 = 13
Cure Serious Wounds: 3d8 + 5 ⇒ (8, 5, 1) + 5 = 19

"Aye, yae build up quite a thirst battlin orc beasties. Ahh'd offer yae each a wee swig, but Ahh didnae realize mae oon thirst. Ahh'm afraid these are all finished up noo."

The four CSW potion plus the lay on hands from Omrax will do it. Thanks!

hp: 86/86

With all the cleric/healing power in the group, Omrax is not worried about running out of lay-on-hands.

Once the orcs are searched, and gear allotted, Omrax will state.

"Now your color has returned. Sir Skybek. Shall we proceed then?"

"Aye, Ahh'm ready. Let's see if we can find Heralt and this lost tomb."

"I hope you do not intend to spurn all orcs," states Mrachni in a dry voice. His visage cracks no smile, but there is the faintest hint of one in his tone.

Let's do it.

Map up to date.

...After we search the building too.

Nay, Sir Mrachni. Fear not. Some of my closest friends hail from your lineage. The Society thrives with diversity of skills, races and perspectives cooperating together.

"I hope you do not intend to spurn all orcs," states Mrachni in a dry voice. His visage cracks no smile, but there is the faintest hint of one in his tone.

"Well, uhmm. . . . not all orcs." Skybek awkwardly replies, trying to offend less than he already has. "Ahh mean, clearlae not orcs like yae, mae friend. Ahh just need yae tae let me know if the next one is like yae or mair like beastie there."

A soft rumble is heard from the orc's chest as he chuckles quietly. "If they should tell me, I will certainly pass the information along to you," he replies.

The search of the inn brings the Pathfinders to a rather macabre scene. The inn has a very basic layout: the first floor is a bar/restaurant combination with a small kitchen in the southwest corner. The kitchen has a door leading north to a small outside garden that was dug up and hacked to pieces. All of the food left on the ground is spoiled and rotten. A set of stairs along the north wall of the bar leads to the second floor, which contains several small rooms, each with a cot or single bed inside. Every room has been thoroughly ransacked and the room farthest from the stairs has the remains of a dozen or so mostly-eaten human corpses.

The group surmises that the two slain orcs outside had been living in here for several weeks, judging by the condition and decay of the corpses.

The building behind the inn is a storage barn full of farming implements, but little else of interest.

Where to next, Pathfinders? Went to edit the map and saw that a new itinerary has been added. I'll get another post up tomorrow for 5th building onward.

Quinn holds a kerchief up to his muzzle at the sight and smell of the place. "By the gods, the state of this place! How could those two bear staying in this setting? Remind me to tidy up once we've done the thing. If only to feel better for the next group who wanders through here."

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Omrax nods in silent agreement with Quinn.

Are any of you skilled in woodcraft or tracking? Perhaps we can tell which places these two visited or if others have been coming and going from other buildings."

"I'm not trained, but I'm no slouch either. Quinn, I hope that we have the opportunity to do just that..."

Leaving the inn behind, the party heads northeast to a pair of craters which have apparently smashed through several outbuildings. The craters are twenty feet deep with steep, muddy sides, and rocky debris is spewed in a northwesterly direction from each crater. Half of a farmhouse stands forlorn in the afternoon sun, and its remaining contents appear to have been looted as well. The next structure, to the west, is a whole farmhouse similarly devoid of its former furnishings.

Returning the main road, the line of Chelish heads mounted in pairs on pikes every fifteen feet sets the mood as the Pathfinders begin their Door Protocol. Omrax steps up to detect evil...

From the back, Sareth's ears pick up some faint rustling in the cornfield--and not just the wind. He turns to see... something... something skeletal moving through the stalks towards the party! Sareth gains a surprise round.

Surprise Round and Round I -- bold may act!
1. Skeletons? (Surprise!)
2. Sareth (Surprise!), Quinn
3. Skeletons?
4. Sareth, Omrax, Skybek, Mrachni

On a side note, how long has it been since we entered the bailey? Just trying to gauge when Omrax's fly potion expired/expires.

"Skeletons! They picked the wrong party with whom to mess! SARENRAE I pray to you, shine your light upon the field of battle!"

Prayer and 5' step

@ Omrax: oh, it's long gone. You've been here about an hour.

Sareth beseeches the Dawnflower for her gifts!

Round I -- bold may act!
1. Quinn
2. Skeletons?
3. Sareth, Omrax, Skybek, Mrachni

@GM - thanks - I had no idea...so I have marked it off

Quinn dances in place a bit, waiting for the skeletal things to approach. He readies his mind and his blade to identify and put down these things should they prove hostile. Dance: Razor's Kiss, 24/29 rounds
Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

Good call. What's the deal with these skeletons? I assumed they are too powerful for me to destroy with a Channel.

Religion : 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

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A much better recollection, Sareth. It comes to mind that a few more ranks in some knowledges wouldn't go amiss...

A trio of massive, armored skeletons come tumbling out of the cornfield. Judging by their thick bones and tribal trappings, Sareth judges that these skeletons are likely the undead remains of several other members of the same orc clan he encountered earlier. Perhaps they have retained some of the same abilities...

They certainly retained some intelligence: one skeleton takes the long way to get into flanking behind Sareth. Sharp claws scrabble for Pathfinder flesh in quick slashes.

Claw @ Sareth: 1d20 + 16 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 16 - 1 = 27 HIT Damage: 1d4 + 11 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 3 - 1 = 16
Claw @ Sareth: 1d20 + 16 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 16 - 1 = 29 HIT Damage: 1d4 + 11 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 3 - 1 = 16
Claw @ Sareth: 1d20 + 16 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (8) + 16 + 2 - 1 = 25 HIT Damage: 1d4 + 11 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 3 - 1 = 14

Already bleeding deeply from the blows, Sareth's heart drops another step when he sees a fourth skeleton emerge. Quinn makes a quick but ineffective attack at this newcomer, who seems unphased.

Party is up!

Round I -- bold may act!
1. Quinn
2. Skeletons (Blue @ 2 dmg)
3. Sareth (38/84 hp), Omrax, Skybek, Mrachni

Quinn dances across the field a short ways (Formality:Acrobatics Dance: 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (19) + 31 = 50) to flank the blue one with Mrachni.

Scimitar: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 14 + 2 + 1 = 23 What good is a 15-20 crit range if I keep rolling single digits?!
1d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

don't forget to add Prayer to damage as well!

Cursing the predicament, Sareth steps slightly Southeast.

Then the cleric raises his chin and a nimbus of power pours from him in waves. Divine Presence. Any enemy within 30' of Sareth must make a Will DC 19 to attack. Fail means they lose the action. If an ally attacks it ends the effect for that ally only.

Omrax steps up and prepares to destroy the undead.

"By the good and might of the Inheritor, I smite thee foul undead! Back to your cold graves!"

Assuming they are evil. Working on an un-damaged skeleton, probably orange.

Omrax +1 EO longsword, smite, pa, 2H, pray: 1d20 + 15 - 3 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 15 - 3 + 5 + 1 = 23
for pa, smite: 1d8 + 7 + 9 + 28 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 9 + 28 + 1 = 49 ignore DR, AC+

If the first drops, apply the second attack to another..but without smite

Omrax +1 EO longsword, smite, pa, 2H, pray: 1d20 + 10 - 3 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 10 - 3 + 5 + 1 = 33
for pa, smite: 1d8 + 7 + 9 + 14 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 9 + 14 + 1 = 34 ignore DR, AC+

Omrax confirm: 1d20 + 10 - 3 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 10 - 3 + 5 + 1 = 14
for pa, smite: 1d8 + 7 + 9 + 14 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 9 + 14 + 1 = 32 ignore DR, AC+

I should have gave that 20 to Quinn to crit rather than wasting it - lol

Don't worry about breaking the effect. Smash'em!

Mrachni nods once in appreciation of Quinn's effort before applying himself to the task at hand. If Orange is down, he'll boop blue instead.

Boop Orange (flank, prayer): 1d20 + 13 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 13 + 2 + 1 = 32
Damage: 1d8 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 1 = 10

Boop Orange (flank, prayer): 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 8 + 2 + 1 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 1 = 12

Round I

Skybek sees the skeletons approaching and he immediately channels positive energy to damage the undead.

Channel Energy: 5d6 ⇒ (1, 5, 2, 5, 4) = 17 Will Save DC 16 for half

A strong waft of stout ale fills the air as a burst of energy emanates from Skybek engulfing the undead orcs.

"Cayden Cailean, Ahh thank ye fer yer gifts. The smell o' stout ale always gives me a boost o' strength! May it bring these bony fiends tae the ground!"

Sareth gets little reprieve by stepping away--the undead follow him immediately. Step Up again, but fortunately Divine Presence doesn't provoke. He prays swiftly for Sarenrae's protection. Omrax advances and smashes a skeleton to bits with two decisive blows, and Skybek temporarily turns the Road of Skulls into a brewery.

Will Saves: 3d20 ⇒ (1, 4, 16) = 21

The wash of ale erodes those with green- and red-painted armors, although the one in blue seems less deterred. Meanwhile, Mrachni and Quinn team up to score a pair of hits on this last foe.

Will Saves: 3d20 ⇒ (4, 13, 16) = 33

Still intent on mauling Sareth, one skeleton suddenly stops in its tracks. The other madly savages the priest.

Claw @ Sareth: 1d20 + 16 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 16 - 1 = 27 HIT Damage: 1d4 + 11 - 1 ⇒ (4) + 11 - 1 = 14
Claw @ Sareth: 1d20 + 16 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 16 - 1 = 18 MISS

Blue armor clanking loudly, the last skeleton steps north to tear into Mrachni.

Claw @ Mrachni: 1d20 + 16 - 1 ⇒ (20) + 16 - 1 = 35 THREAT Confirm: 1d20 + 16 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 16 - 1 = 21 not confirmed Damage: 1d4 + 11 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 3 - 1 = 14
Claw @ Mrachni: 1d20 + 16 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 16 - 1 = 32 HIT Damage: 1d4 + 11 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 11 - 1 = 13

Quinn eyes the field before him, choked with ripe stalks of corn. Field is considered difficult terrain, FYI.

Round II -- bold may act!
1. Quinn
2. Skeletons (Green @ 17 dmg, Red @ 17 dmg, Orange, Blue @ 22 dmg)
3. Sareth (24/84 hp), Omrax, Skybek, Mrachni (48/75hp)

Bastards!" Sareth steps back and tries a different approach. HE weaves a magical prayer, keeping an eye on the enemy Concentration: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (19) + 22 = 41. Truly, the will of Sarenrae is with him! and a ray of the purest light streaks from his finger and slams into the skeleton with the red rags.

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 = 25 and deals DMG: 10d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 6, 3, 5, 6, 6, 3, 5, 1) = 45

Omrax will wait for the ray to subside before stepping between the burnt skeleton and Sareth.

"Well done, Sir Seareth we shall call thee!"

The paladin will forego smiting and will step up to swing at red and/or switch to green or blue if red drops.

Omrax +1 EO longsword, prayer, pa, 2H: 1d20 + 15 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 15 - 3 + 1 = 22
for pa, 2H: 1d8 + 7 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 9 + 1 = 25

Omrax +1 EO longsword, prayer, pa, 2H: 1d20 + 10 - 3 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 10 - 3 + 1 = 24
for pa, 2H: 1d8 + 7 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 7 + 9 + 1 = 22

Once again, Sareth finds himself followed--but it's no matter. His jet of light obliterates the entire rib cage and half a pelvis of one of his assailants, leaving it looking rather sad. For a skeleton, that is.

Almost ninja'd by Omrax, but I made my Spot check! Because of Step Up, Omrax can't reach Red but can smack Green silly if he'd like.

Round II -- bold may act!
1. Quinn
2. Skeletons (Green @ 17 dmg, Red @ 62 dmg, Orange, Blue @ 22 dmg)
3. Sareth (24/84 hp), Omrax, Skybek, Mrachni (48/75hp)

Made my Spot check again! Revised with the sword strikes:

Not to be outdone by his comrade, Omrax slices out the rib cage of the next skeleton!

Round II -- bold may act!
1. Quinn
2. Skeletons (Green @ 52 dmg, Red @ 62 dmg, Orange, Blue @ 22 dmg)
3. Sareth (24/84 hp), Omrax, Skybek, Mrachni (48/75hp)

Put my attacks on green then. I saw the dancing tokens and figured there were some shifting skeletons amiss.
Omrax also has step up, so it would be interesting if it started a chain reaction.

Ha! That would be funny. Good to know. Let me know if you want me to automatically employ your Step Up for any reason (my warpriest will always use Step Up to follow a caster, for example).

Always assume he will step up...especially on casters or ranged types

Round II

"Ahh'll tak care o' the next round as well, mae friends! Stout ale on the hoose!"

Skybek takes a five foot step to his left and once again channels positive energy to engulf the skeletons (and damage them) with his beer scented divine energy.

Channel Energy: 5d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 6, 4, 4) = 21 Will Save DC 16 for half.

@ Omrax: Will do!

Will saves: 3d20 ⇒ (15, 13, 11) = 39

Cayden's lucky aromas chip away at the undead. One crumbles into dust and a suit of red-painted armor falls unceremoniously to the mud.

Round II -- bold may act!
1. Quinn
2. Skeletons (Green @ 62 dmg, Red, Orange, Blue @ 32 dmg)
3. Sareth (24/84 hp), Omrax, Skybek, Mrachni (48/75hp)

Quinn steps up with a new, faster dance to rain hell on the skeleton in azure armour!

Scimitar: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 14 + 2 + 1 = 30 for 1d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 = 10
Scimitar: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 14 + 2 + 1 = 36 and Confirm: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 14 + 2 + 1 = 30 for 1d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 = 10
Iterative: 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 25 for 1d6 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13
Bite: 1d20 + 7 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 2 + 1 = 17 for 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Add'l Crit Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Quinn's robes whip back and forth as the fox dances his blade. One particularly vicious cut knocks out the bag-o'-bones' jaw.

Round II -- bold may act!
1. Quinn
2. Skeletons (Green @ 62 dmg, Red, Orange, Blue @ 58 dmg)
3. Sareth (24/84 hp), Omrax, Skybek, Mrachni (48/75hp)

Mrachni glowers at the evil undead and swings his sword again.

Boop: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 1 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 1 = 16

Boop: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 1 = 26
Damage: 1d8 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 1 = 17

Mrachni beheads one skeleton, turns around, and beheads the other!

Out of initiative!

Status:
Sareth 24/84 hp
Mrachni 48/75 hp

Among the remains left behind are four +2 chain shirts and four cloaks of resistance +1.

Continuing on, the party enters a house that likely served as a commander's or governor's home, judging but the superior (though equally smashed) decor. Two uninteresting, blood-stained, and ransacked farm houses follow, leading the party finally to the barn and pasture.

5d20 ⇒ (13, 11, 14, 20, 18) = 76

Even approaching the barn door, the stench is nigh unbearable, and everyone keeps their lunch barely contained. Inside are the rotting corpses of two dozen horses, all blanketed in buzzing flies. Some slight scorch marks appear in one corner, as though someone tried and failed to raze the barn. The bodies of two stable hands, both human teenage boys, are just inside the doors to the barn. In the pasture beyond, the tall grass in blanketed in dead, bloated cattle.

Heal untrained: 1d20 ⇒ 9

Quinn's kerchief flies out again to protect his breathing. Must remember to get some lavender oil later and dip myself in the barrel...

"Is this from the same orc raiders," Quinn asks through a the kerchief, "or some plague to fell everyone here?"

CLW: 4d8 + 4 ⇒ (4, 6, 4, 8) + 4 = 26
Wand at 21 charges.

Heal: 10 + 7 = 17

"Not a plague, I think," rumbles the orc, standing from his examination of a horse. "Killed by the sword, all of them."

Dark times indeed.

Omrax pauses in silent prayer for the fallen boys.

• I will learn the weight of my sword. Without my heart
to guide it, it is worthless—my strength is not in my
sword, but in my heart. If I lose my sword, I have lost a
tool. If I betray my heart, I have died.

• I will have faith in the Inheritor. I will channel her
strength through my body. I will shine in her legion,
and I will not tarnish her glory through base actions.

Skybek looks over the skeletons and gently prods the bones with his axe, contemplating what animated the undead.

"Ahh wonder what killed all o' these orc beasties and turned them intae walkin sketons. Ahh wouldnae be surprised tae see some necromancer behind all o' this shenanigans."

Upon seeing the well made chain shirts, he brightens for a moment.

"Can ana o' yae fine folk use ane o' these chain shirts? They look richt nice, but naturally not quite as nice as mae oon mirthral breastplate."

Sareth uses his own wand: CLW: 11d8 + 11 ⇒ (2, 5, 5, 7, 1, 4, 6, 5, 6, 1, 8) + 11 = 61

The cleric looks solemnly about. "This is a trial more dangerous than I realized. I apologies for my lack of efficacy my friends. Let us be careful going forward."

Can't fail the Heal check "These animals were butchered! What is going on in this place?"

Is there anything we want to do outside before heading into the main keep?

With the others offering prayers for the departed, Quinn adds an excerpt.

"Fear no more the heat o' the sun, 
Nor the furious winter's rages; 
Thou thy worldly task hast done, 
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must, 
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust."

"No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have; 
And renowned be thy grave!"

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