GM Turmoil's GD VI: The Heresy of Man series (Inactive)

Game Master Korolan

Will Save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Milo was already starting to draw off the heat from the surrounding area, the icy blue cold flame already starting to form along his limbs, when the salamander hits its long eerie note on the pipes.

Suddenly, the gnome's mind is filled with thoughts of his long terrifying nights on the streets in the slums of Magnimar, and a long buried flight instinct kick in. With little warning, he starts to back down the tunnel they just entered through, then turns and flees.

If only Guang was a 3rd level paladin and had the aura =)
Oh... Milo's going to be soooo mad when this wears off!

Double moved him down the tunnel

To be honest, I thought he had the aura, and it would be a non issue. Never the less, ONWARD!

A second floating head appears next to Glen, with gnashing teeth and feral horns. Attempting to take a chunk out of Glen's Arm... Bite: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29Bite Confirm: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17 Nope. it manages to bite down just between the mithral plates, Bite damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0 Really?! but can't sink its teeth quite into mortal flesh.

Calipharo sighs and watches in sadness while leaning on his spear. "Perhaps it would have been wiser to capture stronger servants of the Cruelest Cut..."

Initiative! Bold may go!
Calipharo
Div Blue
Glen Fiddich 1 NL
Milo
Div Red It would have moved through a Threatened Square for Glen's AoO
Lurgh
Guang

Glen's turn last round

"The floating heads are Doru Divs from the plane of Abbadon! They love nothing more than causing pain and destruction of anything made by mortals. Like most divs, they have a weakness to cold iron or weapons of good alignment."

"You have been judged by the Drunken God and found guilty of pissing me off!"
He declares judgment (Sacred Justice +2 & Destruction +4) on all these foes.

AoO vs Red
See Invisibility, +1 keen adamantine elven curve blade, Judgments, Power Attack; Damage: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (18) + 15 = 331d10 + 17 ⇒ (8) + 17 = 25
Crit!?: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27
Additional Crit Damage: 1d10 + 17 ⇒ (6) + 17 = 23

This Round
Glen will continue to attack Blue. As soon as it falls, he'll take a 5-ft. step and attack Red.
Glen clicks the heels of his boots of speed together and imbues his blade with the bane enhancement against divs.
1st Attack, see invisibility, +1 adamantine keen elven curve blade, Judgments, Power Attack, haste, Bane; Damage: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 301d10 + 19 + 2d6 ⇒ (3) + 19 + (6, 4) = 32
Iterative Attack, See Invisibility, +1 adamantine keen elven curve blade, Judgments, Power Attack, haste, Bane; Damage: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 331d10 + 19 + 2d6 ⇒ (9) + 19 + (5, 6) = 39
Crit!?: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (10) + 13 = 23
Additional Crit Damage: 1d10 + 19 ⇒ (8) + 19 = 27
Additional Attack from haste, See Invisibility, +1 adamantine keen elven curve blade, Judgments, Power Attack, haste, Bane; Damage: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (9) + 18 = 271d10 + 19 + 2d6 ⇒ (10) + 19 + (6, 3) = 38

Alas, sorry Milo!

Also I have a feeling Glen may have just munched the divs, but if they're still standing:

Grapple red: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (16) + 21 = 37

If the divs are gone, he'd prefer to go grapple Milo the salamander, if GM will allow

Guang delivers a friendly bear hug to a Schrodinger's target, while glancing in some concern back over his shoulder where Milo ran. "Do you suppose he is alright? Brother Milo! Come back!"

Heh. Sometimes you roll 2's!
Salamanders have cold vulnerability... Would have been too easy to just blast it like the last guy! This way you guys get to beat it up instead... and I can fume incomprehensibly later! =)

Interestingly though, the panicked condition just says I have to get out of sight (which I am now) and hearing of danger... How far does one need to go to not hear the scary stuff?

Lurgh moves up, drawing one of his metamagic rods while he taps Guang on the shoulder with a spell.

Here, you may need this to keep some of the heat off of you.

Lurgh will end up directly behind Guang. Guang gains resist 20 fire for 90 minutes.

I think that Glenn might have jumped the gun a little bit. I kept you bolded for your Move / Swift actions that you had remaining. I guess it was a Miscommunication! We can keep those rolls because they are good ones if you want!

As the Red Doru div moves in for the bite (not expecting to be seen of course) Glen swats it out of the air, bifurcating the skull between a set of (Very surprised) eyes.

Calipharo steps back into the pit, and readies for the oncoming assault.

The Blue div Standing next to Guang, and the only one left standing? Floating? is easily grabbed, while trying to snap and bite at Guang in retaliation. Blue Bite vs Guang: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22 Nope.

Initiative! Bold may go!
Calipharo Readied Action!
Div Blue Grappled / Doing its best football impression
Glen Fiddich no NL, because it would have been swatted before arriving. Let's figure out your Retcon!
Milo
Div Red
Lurgh
Guang Grapplin' Blue

Milo: Due to the Echoing Halls, I'd say basically off the map?
I could probably take you off of Initiative too.. You'll be gone for 7 rounds. (only 6 left!)

Ha. easy enough. =) Ok, assume Milo's actions are spoken for, for the foreseeable future =)

It occurs to me now that Glen already did a bunch of Applicable rolling, so let just do this:
Stepping up to the (Now certainly held) div, Glen slices the beast to ribbons as Guang effortlessly maintains a firm grip.

Initiative! Bold may go!
Calipharo Readied Action!
Div Blue
Glen Fiddich
Milo Basically out of combat
Div Red
Lurgh
Guang

Using his rod, Lurgh fires off a pair of freezing rays at Calipharo.

Cold Scorching Ray

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
Cold Damage: 4d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 5, 1, 3) + 4 = 16

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22
Cold Damage: 4d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 3, 2, 6) + 4 = 21

The blasts of cold energy impact straight into the center of Calipharo's mass, ribbons of frost cracking scales.

Initiative! Bold may go!
Calipharo -55 Readied Action!
Div Blue
Glen Fiddich
Milo Basically out of combat
Div Red
Lurgh
Guang

Guang smiles and nods as the eviscerated div drops to the ground, adjusts his bearing slightly (swift action to enter snapping turtle style), and barrels towards the salamander.

"Thank you for the protection, Brother Lurgh! It may be about to be useful."

Single move, which will provoke from the salamander at at least some point along it, and will possibly trigger whatever his readied action is too. At the end of the single move, a single attack, which I'll declare as a stunning fist

SALAMANDER PUNCH? (no power attack): 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20 Highly doubtful, but if it does:
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (3, 3) + 4 = 10 And a DC 18 Fort save vs Stunned

Thanks Guang! Let's see how this goes!
As Brother Guang approaches the Serpentine figure, it reaches out with his tail to try and grab him tight!
Tail Slap (Reach): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15 Nope.
While the readied slap misses, Calpharo makes another attempt to grip the glowing buddha as he enters farther into his grasp.
Tail Slap (AoO): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
Grab!: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (14) + 23 = 37 Just barely...
As he connects with an unexpected serpentine strike, the Serpent's coils wrap around Brother Guang, slowly crushing the air from his lungs.
Constrict + 1d6 Fire (resisted): 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 2) + 4 = 12
The sudden yanking from the path disrupts Guang enough for the solid blow to miss, as the waves of heat start to wash over him. Fire Damage (fire pit): 5d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 5, 5, 1) = 20 Although the heat is considerable, it is not enough to bypass Lurgh's Magical Air Conditioning!

Ok, that's enough for me! Let's see how this changes things!

Initiative! Bold may go!
Div Blue
Glen Fiddich
Milo Basically out of combat
Div Red
Lurgh
Calipharo -55
Guang

Lurgh moves to a better vantage point and fires a barrage of missiles at Calipharo.

Magic Missile: 5d4 + 10 ⇒ (3, 1, 4, 4, 2) + 10 = 24

Observing Guang get grappled and smoke in the creature's fiery embraces next to the lava pit, Glen modifies his judgment (Sacred Resistance: Fire 8 and Sacred Protection +2) and advances on the salamander.
+1 adamantine elven curve blade, heroism, Outflank, Precise Strike; Damage: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (10) + 17 = 271d10 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 7 + (2) = 11

Lurgh's magic missiles impact Calipharo, breaking and shattering some of the scales frozen with his previous icy missiles.

Glen, skirting around the edges of the fire pit, manages to get a solid swing in, cutting through the tough scales of the Snake's hide. The heat radiating off the pit singes Glen, Fire Damage (Fire Pit): 5d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 3, 4, 4) = 23

Bad news first: When you are grappled, you do not threaten, so the Outflank bonus (and the Precise Strike damage) doesn't apply. The good news is, with him Grappling (a -2 to ac) you just barely connect! Woo!

Grapple Confirmation: 1d20 + 28 ⇒ (11) + 28 = 39
Calpharo maintains a tight grip on Guang, continuing to squeeze the life out of him. "So nice of you to join me here. I see that you don't roast very quickly. Even Bronze melts if the fire is hot enough!"
Constrict + 1d6 Fire (resisted): 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (5, 4) + 4 = 13
Tail Damage + 1d6 Fire (resisted): 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 6) + 2 = 13
As ribs pop and crack in his grip

Let's talk about the mechanics of this Fire Pit! If you end your turn in the pit (Which is supposed to be 15ft to a side? this map is... Interesting)you take 5d6 fire damage, and need to make a reflex save or Catch Fire. I'm using the squares that have orange on them as the 15 foot pit? Basically, he is standing in the middle of a 3x3 box of Fire Pit.

Initiative! Bold may go!
Guang -38 Grappled! Reflex Save DC 15 or catch fire!
Glen Fiddich -15 Reflex Save DC 15 or catch fire!
Milo Basically out of combat
Lurgh
Calipharo -88 Grappling!

Didn't realize I had to step into the pit to strike the salamander. I won't quibble over the grapple/grappled rules regarding whether or not a creature that can attack threatens the grappler.

"Blast, that burns!"
Reflex DC15: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Glen clicks the heals of his boots of speed together, and imbues his weapon with the bane enhancement against the salamander.

Primary Attack: +1 adamantine keen elven curve blade, heroism, haste, bane; Damage: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (12) + 18 = 301d10 + 9 + 2d6 ⇒ (8) + 9 + (5, 4) = 26

Iterative Attack: +1 adamantine keen elven curve blade, heroism, haste, bane; Damage: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 241d10 + 9 + 2d6 ⇒ (5) + 9 + (5, 3) = 22

Extra Attack from haste: +1 adamantine keen elven curve blade, heroism, haste, bane; Damage: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (19) + 18 = 371d10 + 9 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 9 + (3, 6) = 22
Crit!?: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (16) + 18 = 34
Extra Crit Damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

"Perhaps now... I can become one with destruction?" With Glen's mighty swings, the serpent slumps to the pit of fire, releasing his grip on Guang. Guang, you still owe me a Reflex save to not be on fire. Glen, I'm going to assume a 5 foot step back out of the pit after your swings?

With the pit continuing to smolder, the flickering fire pit causes corners of the room to glitter, as well as the bases of broken pots. With a closer inspection, you find gems, golden figures, jewelry and coins littered about the room. Some are strategically placed to make sculptures or twisted effigies, while others are haphazardly piled into pots or piles about the room.

Eventually, Milo will stalk back into the room... and not surprisingly... he is fuming mad! Flames dance along his hands, flickering in and out of existence as if eager to be cast out into the world and burn it down to the ground.

He is surprisingly quite, his teeth clenched so hard, you can hear them grinding against each other. His brow deeply furrowed and his eyes glaring at everything, the fury broiling beneath the surface almost palpable.

It is everything the little gnome can do to keep his familial curse tamped down. The rage and desire to burn everything around him is almost overwhelming. He ignores the items in the room, not caring at all about any of it, just wanting to move on, and find something to vent on, before the need to do so, takes priority over the who.

He knows even his fellow Pathfinders would not be safe then.

Graaaar!

Glen definitely takes a step back from the pit as soon as the salamander falls. Thanks for that reminder, GM.

The inquisitor recites an orison, using the conjured ale to bathe his blistered feet. Gods, they smell like beer-battered prawns!

He glances around the room, awestruck by the fabulous treasure. Its array seems peculiar, arranged with a certain deliberation to the chaos.

"This looks a little odd, gentlemen, the way some of this stuff has been placed. Mean anything to any of you?"

He smiles at the returning gnome. "Milo, my brother from a shorter mother. Glad your back."

I think even if I fail that save I can't possibly take any damage given the fire resistance, heh, but, sure! Also, first time Guang's ever been successfully grappled; a feather in your cap, GM.

reflex: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

Guang's attempts to twist out of the coils of the snake thing manage to put the threatening flames even if it does little to save his ribs from some considerable pain. He wheezes, some of the heavenly bronze starting to fade from his complexion as the injuries take their toll... then Glen's blade cuts the creature down.

Guang stumbles away from the fire pit, holding his sides and looking rather wide-eyed.

"My... goodness!" he manages after a few seconds. "Ever so much more dangerous than his pets! I have never wrestled a foe of such skill before. A part of me almost is regretting his death at your blade, Brother Glen. The other parts of me are being very glad that you struck when you did. Ow. A moment. --where is Brother Milo?"

Milo returns in a fine fume, and Guang decides that his mission to befriend the irascible little gnome, in the spirit of brotherhood, had better be momentarily paused, in the spirit of healing his battered body.

CLW: 6d8 + 6 ⇒ (7, 7, 2, 2, 8, 8) + 6 = 40

Wand stowed once more, Guang takes a breath. "Ah, that is better."

Take 10 on Kn History for a 17

Without pain clouding his vision, Guang observes the relics around. "--oh, these are clearly Jistkan items! Well, the Society will want to know of all of these. Preferably by our taking them to the Society's gentle care. Let us see, the portable items... does anyone have such a thing as an enchanted haversack?"

"As a matter of fact, I do, Brother Guang. We can fit quite a bit in my handy haversack."

Glen tends retrieves his own wand and tends to his wounds.
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 (12 charges remaining.)

"Shall we resume our quest for the missing Sapphire Sage?"

"I'm getting low on spells, hopefully there isn't much left to explore."

After taking a bit of time to patch your wounds and collect little golden golems and wands, no matter where you look, there don't appear to be any foot prints. That being said, there appears to only be one way farther into the citadel.

Stone stairs and Winding passages form a labyrinth of intertwined tunnels. While many lead to dead ends, empty display cases or scavenged workshops, the path leads continuously upwards. Eventually, the path upward leads to a pinnacle of stone, only about 20 feet from the roiling energy storm above. Despite how close this small respite is from the raw elemental energy above, it seems remarkably peaceful. Blackened Scars and scorched stone, on the other hand, implies that this might be a rather recent change.

The only other remarkable feature is a ancient skeleton, with singed robes of an ancient design. Shattered and broken bones look to have been placed together with care, almost as if laid to a Final Rest. The sandy bed that it rest upon melds to a thin layer of glass, forming a transparent dome, as almost a Coffin in which the remains were sealed

Arcana: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Noticing the scorching, Lurgh decides to protect himself from fire.

resist energy

Milo doesn't say a word the entire way up, his teeth clenched tight to keep himself from exploding. The flames continue to flicker along his clenched fists, looking for an outlet...

He recognizes the glassy effect almost immediately, but doesn't comment on it, instead marching over to it, in hopes the long dead corpse will rise up, and he can finally get some release! The flames on his hands start to flicker down his body and lap around his feet, as if tasting the melted surface.

Knowledge (arcana) DC15 (with Monster Lore?): 1d20 + 10 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 10 + 4 = 31

Glen spares a frown for The Tiny Tantrum, then shares his observations with the rest of the party.

"The blending and melding of the sand into glass is highly likely to be the result of some massive heat applied to the sand itself, before the resulting glass was magically manipulated to form the encasing."

He glances around for the source of such heat. "A creature that can turn sand to glass would be a powerful foe, capable of using fire and probably resistant to fire damage itself." Hopefully, the gnome is mindful of that as well.
Perception: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (19) + 20 = 39

Cautious, Glen casts resist energy (fire) on himself. (Fire Resistance 20 for 70 minutes.)

As Glen, Milo and Lurgh examine the corpse in the glass dome, a bellowing laugh echoes from the raging elemental storm. A massive form descends from the clouds, massive arms crossed over a red leathery chest. Huge bat wings flap, hovering in space over the huge drop to the cavern's floor. His feline snout smirks, small horns poking out from its temples. Floating a few feet away from the edge, he continues, “Have you come to lay in supplication before the destroyer of all, the mighty Cruelest Cut, embodiment of the divine Ahriman? Quiver before me lest I lay waste to you as I have done to this once-mighty citadel!”

History: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Arcana: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Guang nods to his companion's words about what caused the melted glass effect, and begins to explain: "Ah, that body is clothed in robes with powerful Jistkan elemental symbols-- possibly the chief arcanist of this place--"

But before he can continue, the bat-winged creature roars overhead at them. Guang looks up with a mild sigh. "You are all very fond of demanding obeisance, are you not? As I have informed the others: my vows forbid it to any except Irori himself. Are you now going to destroy me?"

Would this be planes to identify? If so:

Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 Guessing I won't get much of anything off that regardless

As Guang gazes steadily up at the speaker, he ascertains its spiritual nature... (Detect Evil; and, depending on how lenient you are about actions out of combat initiative, a smite evil if the detect pings yes)

Glen arches one half-elven brow. Good grief, yet another demand that he and his companions bow down to one batsh_t crazy lunatic.

Knowledge (?) + Monster Lore: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 (Knowledge bonuses: Religion +9, Arcana/Dungeoneering/Nature/Planes +10, Local +11)

"Just looking for some friends of ours, Mr. Cut. The Sapphire Sage, guy named Amenepheus. Seen him?"

Milo apparently does not care what it is, or what it has to say!

The flames flicker along his limbs, and start to coalesce in his hands. He is clearly about to try to blow it up, regardless!

I don't quiver, I've forgotten how.

"Well, except maybe for that one time, back at the monastery, when you dropped that bar of soap in the shower..." Glen grins in a sidelong glance at the half-orc.

With a sneer, the Leonin Figure looks down at Guang and Lurgh. "You are the only Initiates presenting yourselves before me. You would do well to leave before things get too hot to handle!"
Spellcraft(-10? for SLA?): 1d20 + 23 - 10 ⇒ (16) + 23 - 10 = 29 "Detecting Evil? How quaint! No Righteous Defender would have any business here! I shall throw you to the ground below!"
I'll give you the smite (Because this Weird Thing is Totally Evil) The slide is up already, and good to go!

GM Loading, Please hold!

Initiative! Bold may go!

Achistem B’rith
Milo
Guang
Glen Fiddich
Lurgh

GM Loaded! Thank you for your Patience!

With a toothy grin, the Cruelest Cut addresses Guang specifically.
"Little Crusader, let me show you what REAL EVIL CAN DO!"
With a loud cackle, a gross film of pure evil seems to radiate from his body, coating everyone and sapping the strength right out of you.
Blasphemy! Will DC 19 Halves strength loss and negates daze
Strength Score Reduction: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7 Rounds: 1d4 ⇒ 1

After this evil outburst, Achistem points at Guang, "You will be the first to fall, Then your compatriots will suffer!" Smite Good!

Will: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Using my folio reroll

Will: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 10 + 2 = 16

Lurgh is sapped of his strength and dazed.

Glen warns his friends, "It's a noble janni, but I've never seen one quite like this."

Swifter than snail snot, the inquisitor invokes his judgement, its powers surging to superhuman levels (Judgement Surge feat; Sacred Protection +3/+6 and Sacred Purity +3/+6)

He fishes a potion of fly from his handy haversack and quaffs it. Then he puts a little distance between himself and the others. "We probably need to spread out as much as we can. Horseshoes and grenades, and such."

Will Save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

As the div's spell encompasses him, sapping his strength, and trying to cloud his mind, Milo finally loses any last vestiges of control!

The fire in his head consumes the clouds trying to daze his mind, and the fire in his hands suddenly becomes an inferno. He starts chanting arcane words in draconic and, for a moment, it looks like the gnome himself has suddenly combusted. But suddenly, the flames bursts upwards, heat washing off of them like a bast furnace, racing towards the Cruelest Cut!

At this point, Milo doesn't care about what it is, or whether its resistant or immune or anything else. He just needs to burn something... anything... everything! Graaaar!

empowered fireball. No conversions, straight up!

FIRE!FIRE!FIRE!: 10d6 + 24 ⇒ (2, 5, 4, 4, 4, 5, 3, 5, 1, 3) + 24 = 60 * 1.5 = 90 fire damage

If needed: SR: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 12 + 2 = 34
If it is immune... well, he'll calm down a bit for the next one... or maybe not...

He then starts yelling obscenities at it, in orcish... none of which a wise person would yell at a god... even a self-styled one.

Even as he does, flames start to build along his arms again, as he stands there yelling, fists clenched. Clearly he has more anger to vent!

Will save: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16 Oh ffs. Rerolling, with GM stars, let me know if you need a picture of my folio.

Reroll: 1d20 + 13 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 13 + 4 = 22

Guang reels slightly from the blasphemous blast of energy, and shakes his head to clear the pain and weakness. Well, at least some of it. Assuming that's 3 STR damage due to the rules on rounding down; if otherwise let me know.

Kn Planes: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 Nope

Clearing his head, Guang steps forward, and begins to launch a dizzying array of tiny projectiles at the mocking and definitely-evil monster...

Swift action for extra ki flurry attack, full attack with shuriken, range penalty, smitin' to bypass DR

#1: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 13 - 2 = 19
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
#2: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 13 - 2 = 17
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
#3: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 13 - 2 = 29
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
#4: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 - 2 = 22
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

At least one of those attacks should hit, I hope-- if the 29 doesn't hit, uhoh, haha. If at least one hits, that first attack will deal an additional 5 damage due to the bonuses first smite hit vs evil outsiders

AC should now be 28 with my smite, I'll update accordingly

"I agree, brother Glen, but I have some limitations there just now," Guang responds, not deigning to answer the threats and mockery of the blasphmeous creature with anything other than the cold iron of his shuriken.

I trust that most players have either a shirt of some variety, or a Folio somewhere. I'm not super worried about a picture of it.

After the initial wave evil energies, Achistem Reflex: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26 effortlessly dodges the bulk of the flaming bead. some of the scorch marks seem to fade into his skin, the fire and flame not quite as effective as anticipated.

Most of the stars thrown as bounce of the Cruelest Cut's overly tough skin, although one nicks his face, leaving a deep gash. "You think that you can just cleanse a God with FIRE?!?! I SHALL PULL THE WATER FROM YOUR FLESH!" Wings beating heavily, Achistem flies backwards before throwing his hands forward, as a gout of dehydrating flame bursts from the earth in the center of the plateau.

Horrid Wilting DC 20 Fort for Half: 11d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 5, 4, 2, 1, 4, 3, 3, 6, 1) = 37

Initiative! Bold may go!

Achistem B’rith -50
Milo
Guang
Glen Fiddich
Lurgh

oops, sorry, forgot to list the DC on the fireball, 26 was more then enough to save though! So its all good.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 ouch, not even close!

The feeling of his body drying up and shriveling, as the janni casts his spell and sucks the moisture out all of them, seems to only fuel the flames building up around the gnome.

The rage somewhat abated after the initial blast, he resist the urge to blast it yet again, before taking a moment to glare at it speculatively.

will use 2nd use of explorer boon...
Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 12 + 2 = 17

Unfortunately, he does not recognize it at all, beyond the faint recollection of Glen yelling something about noble janni's only moments before.

But the flames of rage are not so easily tamped down, and as the janni shouts its taunts, Milo's ire rises to the forefront once more.... Soon he is shouting right back, as he gathers flames about himself ready to fire!

OK, no clue what will work, but some got through, so likely not vulnerable to cold... so stick with what you know! Beside, he was badmouthing it, so have to keep at it now! =)

intensified fireball: 12d6 + 28 ⇒ (5, 5, 2, 1, 2, 6, 3, 2, 5, 2, 4, 3) + 28 = 68 (DC 22 reflex for half)
SR: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 12 + 2 = 29

I was typing my last action, not realizing that you really did want us to wait until you posted again. Sorry for my confusion.
Will Save DC19: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24 (-3 STR)
Fortitude Save DC20: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34 (-18hp)
Glen feels the creature's evil spell sap his strength, and then the moisture is sucked from his flesh. "Blasphemy, indeed, when a div pretends to godhood."

The inquisitor imbues his blade with bane against the noble janni, clicks the heels of his boots of speed and makes haste through the air to attack Achistem B’rith.
Acrobatics to avoid AoO: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
+1 keen adamantine elven curve blade, heroism, haste, bane; Damage: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 341d10 + 12 + 2d6 ⇒ (7) + 12 + (5, 6) = 30
Crit!?: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (9) + 14 = 23
Additional Crit Damage: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20

"Em, Milo, please aim your fiery balls a bit to your left. Cayden Cailean loves his humble servant."

Let's hope the little lunatic does so.

I wouldn't put money on it... =)

Fort: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (7) + 13 = 20 Phew

Guang grunts a little as he feels energy leaving his body.

(To my vast irritation I noticed I'd forgotten to buy a fly potion for Guang. Scrolls in plenty, not potion. Sorry to leave you out there on your own, Glen. :-\ Should we get through this one, rest assured I'm fixing that~ Lurgh is quite welcome to use one of my scrolls on me if he pleases, but I understand you may have other things you wish to do with your action, Lurgh)

"Irori's perfection will overcome your blasphemies," he informs the creature, though his voice sounds a little strained. "Brother Lurgh, if you are unoccupied, might I petition you to read a scroll of flight over me? Only if you are not being busy, of course--"

Rather than wait for an answer, Guang launches more shuriken at the twisted outsider.

Swift action to lay on hands: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 6) = 9

Flurriken 1, range penalty: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 13 - 4 = 22
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Flurriken 2, range penalty: 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (10) + 13 - 4 = 19
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Flurriken 3, range penalty: 1d20 + 8 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 8 - 4 = 17
Damage: 1d2 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Sounds like those all miss if a 22 did earlier. Guang takes a 5-ft back towards the others.

Fort: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13

Lurgh moves into position and tries to fire two rays of flame at the janni.

SR: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 9 - 4 = 25
Fire: 4d6 + 11 ⇒ (1, 3, 4, 4) + 11 = 23

Touch Attack: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 9 - 4 = 21
Fire: 4d6 + 11 ⇒ (1, 2, 2, 4) + 11 = 20

Milo's burning hot rage once again washes over Achistem,
Reflex: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17 but this time he can't move quite quick enough to get out of the way. Some of the heat is absorbed into his tough skin, but the scorches and burns are evident.

As Glen flies into reach, Achistem gets a solid bite in, almost piercing armor and cracking bone.
AoO BITE Glen: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (12) + 21 = 33 Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

The ranged assault of Guang plink off hardened muscle and scorched flesh, while Lurgh's elemental rays slide over him like water beading off a waxed cloak. Hey! First time SR failed! Now you know he's got it!
Also (for the record) we're looking at Fire Resistance 10

"I shall have no more of this from you!" he shouts at Glen, before showing just how he earned the name 'Cruelest Cut'
AoO BITE Glen: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (11) + 21 = 32 Damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
AoO CLAW Glen: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (13) + 21 = 34 Damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
AoO CLAW Glen: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (20) + 21 = 41 Damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
AoO CLAW Confirm Glen: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (7) + 21 = 28 Damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Initiative! Bold may go!

Achistem B’rith -138
Milo -37
Guang -18
Glen Fiddich -58
Lurgh -37

The actions below assume Glen's attacks in the previous round had normal effects. (Not mentioned in the GM's recap above.) If they didn't, Glen would take very different actions this round.

Glen is glad his defending bone somewhat blunts the djinn's claw attacks. DR5/bludgeoning, but he knows the creature could slay him with another blow.

Given the creature's long reach, withdrawing could draw another attack. Using dimension hop to teleport away would also risk another blow. We've got to kill this thing now, before it can strike again.

"Cayden Cailean, guide my strikes!" The inquisitor switches his judgments (Judgment Surge feat, Sacred Justice +3/+6 and Sacred Destruction +5)
+1 keen adamantine elven curve blade, heroism, haste, bane, Power Attack, Sacred Justice/Destruction; Damage: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (10) + 17 = 271d10 + 17 + 2d6 ⇒ (10) + 17 + (4, 1) = 32
Iterative Attack +1 keen adamantine elven curve blade, heroism, haste, bane, Power Attack, Sacred Justice/Destruction; Damage: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 271d10 + 17 + 2d6 ⇒ (9) + 17 + (2, 5) = 33
Crit!? with Sacred Justice bonus: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16
VC Polo Shirt Reroll/5-star GM: 1d20 + 15 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 15 + 5 = 27
Additional Crit Damage: 1d10 + 17 ⇒ (2) + 17 = 19
Hasted Attack +1 keen adamantine elven curve blade, heroism, haste, bane, Power Attack, Sacred Justice/Destruction; Damage: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 181d10 + 17 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 17 + (1, 5) = 27
[dice=Cornugon Smash Intimidate Check to Demoralize the Janni]d20+16[/dice]

to blast to the left... or not to the left...
1d2 ⇒ 2 Not to the left!

His anger finally lowered down to more normal levels, Milo seems far more in control of himself... but that doesn't really change his reactions at all.

But he does have the wherewithal to pull a small metal rod from his belt before he starts to weave flame and fire once more!

His words switch to draconic again, as he utters arcane phrases, and the flames build up all around him. Then for the third time, he sends a fiery ball hurtling towards where Glen and the janni are fighting. It explodes in a fiery conflagration, engulfing them both!

intensified fireball once more, centered on both of them! But this time, I'll use my selective metamgic rod to exclude the half-elf =)

SR: 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 12 + 2 = 34

Boom: 12d6 + 28 ⇒ (3, 2, 5, 4, 6, 5, 4, 6, 3, 1, 2, 2) + 28 = 71 fire damage! (DC 22 reflex for half)