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

Game Master Andrew Trexler

Round 3

"Aye and by the froth o' the lucky drunk's tankard, yae will FALL DOON!"

Skybek repeatedly swings his Battleaxe, Crimzor, at the barghast.

Crimzor: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 11 - 2 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 4 = 15

Crimzor: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 6 - 2 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 4 = 12

4d100 ⇒ (72, 13, 87, 12) = 184

One hit for the Pathfinder pair! The blinking barghest proves a particular puzzle that even Crimzor can't quite crack.

Round III -- bold may act!
1. Barghests (Green; Yellow; Blue 50 dmg)
2. Sareth (58/93 hp), Skybek, Quinn, Omrax (61/103hp), Mrachni

Omrax figures the loss of blood is becoming too much to risk calling down another smite.

He swiftly tries to close one of his injuries before pressing the attack on a third creature.

Hands+Mercy: 5d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 3, 6, 3) + (2) = 26 swift healing

The game is over and you two have chosen the wrong side. Good prevails over evil."

He sees Sareth injured as well, and strides over to help with the creature assaulting him and Skybek.

Omrax +2 EO holy longsword, pa: 1d20 + 16 - 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 16 - 3 + 1 + 2 = 22
for pa, holy, bane: 1d8 + 5 + 6 + 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 6 + (4, 3, 4, 3) + 2 = 35

Quinn lays into the nearest barghest with a flurry of blows, which is impressive since he is not a monk.

Ghost touch + See Invisibility = Hello, sweetie! I hope?
Scimitar!: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 14 + 2 = 32
1d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Hasted: 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 14 + 2 = 30
1d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Iterative: 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 9 + 2 = 28
1d6 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

1d100 ⇒ 32

"We'll see!" cackles the barghest, Omrax's blade passing harmlessly through it.

Quinn, on the other hand, is delighted that his spell has paid off, and happily hacks at his hound. No miss chance, so three hits!

Round III -- bold may act!
1. Barghests (Green; Yellow; Blue 50 dmg; Red 33 dmg)
2. Sareth (58/93 hp), Skybek, Quinn, Omrax (87/103hp), Mrachni

Mrachni hacks.

Boop: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 13 + 1 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Boop: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

2d100 ⇒ (83, 81) = 164

The half-orc's sword finds barghest flank on both the downswing and the backswing!

"Nasty food! Nasty nasty food! I just want one!" The pair focus on Omrax, who's stepped between them. The Iomedaen's ear comes away in a beastly jaw and two claws rake his body. Just now realizing I forgot to increase the damage dice size due to enlarge. Oh well.

Bite @ Omrax: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 = 37 1d100 ⇒ 78 HIT Damage: 2d6 + 9 ⇒ (1, 5) + 9 = 15
Claw @ Omrax: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 = 33 1d100 ⇒ 30 HIT Damage: 1d8 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
Claw @ Omrax: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (8) + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 = 26 1d100 ⇒ 48 MISS

Bite @ Omrax: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 = 31 1d100 ⇒ 18 MISS
Claw @ Omrax: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (14) + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 = 32 1d100 ⇒ 69 HIT Damage: 1d8 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16
Claw @ Omrax: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (6) + 14 + 2 + 1 + 2 - 1 = 24 1d100 ⇒ 29 MISS

Round III -- bold may act!
1. Barghests (Green; Yellow; Blue 50 dmg; Red 52 dmg)
2. Sareth (58/93 hp), Skybek, Quinn, Omrax (43/103hp), Mrachni

Round IV

"Sareth. Stay tuff! Yae're gonnae hae tae ignore the pain fer noo as we a' tak doon these dugs!"

Skybek repeatedly power attacks the blue Barghast with his Battleaxe, Crimzor. First, a a quick uppercut followed by an impressive overhead swing.

Crimzor: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 11 - 2 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 4 = 13

Crimzor: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 6 - 2 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 4 = 16

"Sir Omrax, Ahh'm glad tae see that yae could join us! Yae're most welcome tae fight at mae side! Ahh think that last swing nearly pulled mae back oot!"

Omrax nearly buckles under the onslaught and trio of hits.

"That shall be a reminder to me not to step between foes, Sir Skybek. Let us finish them.

Swift Hands+Mercy: 5d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (5, 6, 2, 5, 4) + (2) = 24 swift healing

Omrax +2 EO holy longsword, pa: 1d20 + 17 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 17 - 3 + 2 = 29
for pa: 1d8 + 5 + 6 + 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 6 + (3, 1, 4, 3) + 2 = 25

Omrax +2 EO holy longsword, pa: 1d20 + 12 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 12 - 3 + 2 = 31
for pa: 1d8 + 5 + 6 + 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 6 + (1, 4, 6, 5) + 2 = 37

Omrax +2 EO holy longsword, pa: 1d20 + 7 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 - 3 + 2 = 23
for pa: 1d8 + 5 + 6 + 4d6 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 5 + 6 + (1, 6, 1, 5) + 2 = 33

Omrax confirm#2: 1d20 + 12 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 12 - 3 + 2 = 16
for pa: 1d8 + 5 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 5 + 6 + 2 = 21

5d100 ⇒ (25, 98, 48, 34, 26) = 231

Crimzor comes away red from its second encounter with the barghest. Omrax finds that his target disappears just before his blade is to land.

Round IV -- bold may act!
1. Barghests (Green; Yellow; Blue 66 dmg; Red 52 dmg)
2. Sareth (58/93 hp), Skybek, Quinn, Omrax (67/103hp), Mrachni

Quinn shrugs, seeing his target get himself into a flank before striking, keeping up his dance.

Scimitar!: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 14 + 2 + 2 = 28
damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Haste!: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 14 + 2 + 2 = 25
damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Iterative!: 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 14 + 2 + 2 = 26
damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Mrachni smiles a soft, toothy smile as he continues to swing. If this one was shaken when I last hit it, it's flat-footed versus my attacks this round.

Boop: 1d20 + 13 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 13 + 1 = 15
[ooc]... which doesn't help when I roll a 1!

Boop: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

2d100 ⇒ (51, 81) = 132

Together, Quinn and Mrachni bring down another barghest!

Concentration: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (11) + 17 = 28

The last barghest opens a wormhole and steps through it to the forest above. "Next time, prickly meat..."

Out of initiative!

Their foes vanquished, the Pathfinders are left alone with the riddle, the salt residues, and a lot of gold lying around this supposedly picked-over den.

COWARD!

Omrax yells as the foe escapes.

He will take opportunity to heal himself.

hands: 5d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 3, 4, 1) + (6) = 21

How fare the rest of you?

"I will be better when the light of Sarenrae shines upon me"

Casting CMW on myself 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (4, 6) + 10 = 20. Sareth looks at his injuries. He finishes with a touch of a wand in the shape of a ray of sun. 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Is there more here, or merely the riddle?" Sareth gathers up anything of value, giving the room a once over before looking for suggestions.

I think Skybek is the only one who noticed anything of merit and didn't have a chance to share before the barghests besieged us.

Quinn shrugs, habit causing him to draw a Cure wand. "I am unscathed. I pray your wounds are minor."
He then detects magic in the room, namely on the oddly-present gold.

Skybek also notices a wand sticking out from underneath a desiccated rib cage.

Skybek casts detect magic on the wand and tries to determine its properties.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

"Ahh found this wee trinket. Mebbae one ahh yae can help mae figure oot what it daes."

"I am not the best at the workings of items of magic, but I'll try." Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25. "Huh... I believe..."

Sareth announces that the wand is a wand of protection from arrows and reaches down to begin scooping up handfuls of gold. Only a moment latter does a strange, symmetrical creature with three legs, three arms, and three eyes steps out of the salty wall. From its singular, massive mow atop its body, it croaks at the Pathfinders in broken Taldane.

"You! You steal food! Me food! Give food... me!"

Perhaps this creature knows the way. Rock creature, how to pass the walls or know you where to find sea water? Tell us and food you shall receive.

Planes: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 Ah PFS... Even though Sareth himself has interacted with a xorn...

Taken aback by the odd thing Sareth touches his forehead with his hand to bring forth the glory of the Sun Goddess.

"My friend speaks the truth. I assure you we come in peace, and indeed we seek information from you if you're willing to give it." Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 + 10 = 29

"Wa... wa-ter..." the xorn considers the word. "No water. Well. A well. Locked well. Old well. Deep well." It points to the patch of dirt beneath the salty alcove, where Skybek earlier saw salt lines running between the flagstones. "Well lead cavern. Pretty cavern! You cavern? Salt salt, too salt, no eat. Pretty!"

It holds out a hand. "Food?"

Sareth, not wanting to be greedy will start to toss it gold coins with an ever raising eyebrow, "How do we get there?"

Knowledge: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Quinn watches the exchange with fascination, ever willing to aid his allies in talking with the beast, whatever it is. Auto assist

Knowledge, Planes : 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

"Ahh dannae think this Xorn is gannae eat trail rations, mae friends. It wants tae feast on those coins. It could eat up mae holiday in one sittin."

"Aye, Sir Skybek that appears to be the case. Although it shall earn a small treat if this salty well leads to water and solved the riddle. ."
he can auto aid diplomacy if it matters .

Omrax wI'll look for loose stones or some way to open to the well.

Perc : 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

The xorn happily munches on the gold, gorging itself on every sliver of silver Sareth deigns to toss its way.

Omrax doesn't see much in the way of loose stones, but he does what he can. After a minute of failed digging with his hands, Skybek trots over and takes Crimzor to the stones. The method of just smashing through is much faster: on the dwarf's eighth swing, the floor of the alcove gives way entirely, revealing a vertical shaft that descends into darkness well past Skybek's range of vision.

"See! Well. *gulp* Salt well. No eat. *gulp* Food!" the xorn chippers.

Quinn twiddles his fingers, causing four orbs of light to appear. He then sends them down the hole until he sees a bottom, up to 200 feet down.
Dancing Lights

"Always down. Never on flat land. Sometimes I think Sarenrae flirts with Desna."

If it's down a long ways, is there an easy way down?

50 feet of rope, tied end to end, climb check would be 5, if not less for having two sides to brace against.

Although it's difficult to discern exactly what's going on from up above, the well descends through solid rock for about 40 feet before opening to a wider cavern below. It's another twenty or so feet do what appears to be a solid surface.

Omrax looks at the hole thinking it is not as bad as he thought.

We can try to climb or float down. I am going to save my fly potion in the event we need to ascend quickly. Any other strategies?"

"Okay, so little longer than a length of rope. But it seems solid enough down there. Hope it's not crawling with a swarm or anything. Oh an ooze." Quinn shudders as if from a memory he'd rather not remember. He unfurls his own silk rope and looks for a place to secure it as he asks, "Anyone else want to lend their rope to this?"

"Aye, Ahh can lend yae mae rope. Mind yae its silk as well and Ahh had tae put knots in it tae prevent this dwarf's wee fingers frae slippin through."

"Omrax, Ahh tae, hae a spell tae help me fly oot if we need it."

Omrax checks his pack but realizes he had not replaced his snapleaf.

"I guess I can jump down. Not ideal, but I am sure whomever may be waiting down there would not be expecting it. Climbing down ropes in fullplate doth not bode well.

Quinn quirks a brow at the paladin. "Really? Even at knotted rope? Should we just tie you to the end, lower you down like some deus ex machina before climbing down after you?"

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After tying two knotted ropes together, Omrax volunteers to descend first--lest a fall take the rest of the party with him--and his companions follow along behind him. I'm assuming everybody can make a DC 5 climb check with a Take 10. Let me know if I'm wrong. Quinn pauses periodically to refresh his dancing lights spell.

The descent through the stone well shaft ends in a vast
cavern. Omrax plants his boots on the rock floor below with a heavy thud. The walls, floor, and ceiling are a glistening, crystalline white, and the entire chamber is smoothly sculpted into a wonderland of salt snowdrifts, high embankments, and perilous slopes in a winter mountainscape frozen in stone. The beauty of the scene is marred only by the debris and filth gathered in the hollow below the ledges that surround this chamber.

He has only a moment to take in the scenery before Skybek lands beside him. All of a sudden a great darkness smothers Quinn's lanterns! Skybek and Mrachni, with eyes long accustomed to the dark, look frantically about from the source of this foul magic!

NOTE: Mrachni, Sareth, and Quinn are still climbing down. Mrachni can jump down as a free action without an issue, but Sareth and Quinn will need a DC 15 Acrobatics to do so or take 1d6 damage.

Round I -- bold may act!
1. Quinn
2. ???
3. Sareth, Omrax
4. ???
5. Skybek, Mrachni

Quinn drops from the rope past Mrachni and Sareth taking 1 on Acrobatics Perform (dance) roll for more than enough (32). Seeing the darkness, he draws his blade and casts defensively against whatever might be smothering his light.
Concentration for Defensive Casting, DC 21: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (14) + 17 = 31
Free; drop from rope.
Move; draw weapon.
Standard; cast daylight on scimitar

I was going to cast Daylight. Ah well :-) Free to do something else.

Well then the GM should have rolled higher on initiative, haha. It's okay. I'm rubbish with ranged attacks, so it works. Have at 'em, Sareth.

Quinn lands lightly on his feet and a welcome light shines brightly from his blade! You've got enough to see the immediate area now.

Also, I was clearly writing that post with a furious headache, because Sareth still goes ahead of baddies. Carpe diem, Sareth!

Round I -- bold may act!
1. Quinn, Sareth
2. ???
3. Omrax
4. ???
5. Skybek, Mrachni

Know (nat): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Quinn is surprised and confused to see what he sees, whatever it is he sees.

Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Mrachni frowns as he identifies the thing, trying to recall what he knows of such creatures.

Can't fail the concentration check to cast prayer

"Dawnflower, spread your light and dim your foes!"

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A quartet of bone-white, crystalline gargoyles come flying at the party from various ledges around the cavern. Two launch from the closer ledges and have time to swipe at Omrax from over his head, while the other pair follow up behind. All four are 5 feet up. Meanwhile, a huge wave of stone comes hurtling across the cave, white as the salt floes that surround it and vaguely humanoid in form.

Claw @ Omrax: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 1 - 1 = 20 MISS
Claw @ Omrax: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 1 - 1 = 26 MISS

Round I -- bold may act!
1. Quinn, Sareth
2. Gargoyles, rock creature
3. Omrax
4. Half-fiend Gargoyle
5. Skybek, Mrachni

Are only the 4 gargoyles within reach at this time? If the odd one is close Omrax would smite it otherwise he will just attack one of the four.

"What treachery are these creatures?"

Knowledge, Planes: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

"What treachery are these creatures?"

"Ahh could be mistaken, but frae what Ahh can here see, we are dealin with a greater earth elemental."

Questions. 1 Any special attacks? 2. Any special defenses?

"Gargoyles," rumbles Mrachni in reply to the paladin's inquiry. "The spawn of demons, perhaps. Magical weapons should be adequate... spells may or may not."

Omrax will slash at the largest gargoyle in his reach.

Omrax +1 EO longsword, pa: 1d20 + 16 - 3 ⇒ (3) + 16 - 3 = 16
for pa: 1d8 + 5 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 6 = 14 --- 1H only

Omrax +1 EO longsword, pa: 1d20 + 11 - 3 ⇒ (10) + 11 - 3 = 18
for pa: 1d8 + 5 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 6 = 13 --- 1H only