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The face of the dead person looked familiar; Jeyne knew Emelia Otterbie would be upset. But she wasn't - some called it heartlessness, but she called it efficiency. Standing up from her inspection of the body, she began to look around the cavern. "We shall need to devise some means of cremating the remains; begin searching for fuel. When the mold kills a victim, the body plays host to its spores - within a day vegepygmies burst from the remains. Small plant creatures, quite vicious. We are fortunate none have come forth already, but we should not linger in dealing with the issue."
Yes, Jeyne would identify the e-pick.
OTHER RULES WE'LL USE:
Heal: Used to identify and understand pharmaceuticals.
Knowledge (arcana): Although robots are constructs, Knowledge (arcana) cannot be used to identify robots or their abilities and weaknesses.
Knowledge (engineering): This is the most important skill with regard to technological subj ects. Knowledge (engineering) can be used to identify a robot's abilities and weaknesses. Knowledge (engineering) is also used to identify and understand unknown technological objects in a similar manner to how Spellcraft is used to identify the properties of a magic item. The DC to correctly identify and understand an unknown technological object is equal to the object's Craft DC. An object with a Craft DC of 15 or less can be automatically identified and understood by someone trained in Knowledge (engineering) who also has the Technologist feat.
Knowledge (geography): Used for astronomy.
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Grippers are Craft DC 14
Batteries are Craft DC 25
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I've found a few things that may prove useful, Jeyne calls out, digging through the pile of rubble with the butt end of her spear. Bending over, she retrieves them and examines them closely. A pair of grippers, it seems, and another e-pick like the one I received from Khonnir, she adds, indicating the device hanging incongruously with the holy symbols on the twine cord around her neck. And a few more silverdisks.
"I'm sure I've already seen this fellow but..." His thinking process is interrupted by Jeyne's advice about cremating the body. "You are, once more, right Jeyne... I have also a couple vials of alchemist's fire... I think it might work, right?" After the items are removed from the man, Zaken emptied a vial of the mentioned alchemical item in the man, making sure to 'spread' it evenly so it'd burn slowly and steady.
"So... this man carried some pretty neat stuff..." He looked at the beautifully crafted chain shirt. "...if no one has a better use to it, I'd like to keep this one... mine is a bit old and has a torn link right above my left nipple that is always pinching..."
With curiosity, Zaken also examined the items that Jeyne found. "LEEK, come here and help me with this, OK?"
"Indeed, this is a grippler and an e-pick of a black series, which is a little better than the brown ones, but you are wrong about these 'silverdisks'... they are batteries since they still contain charge inside it, different from the normal silverdisks that are depleted batteries!"
“Damn mold.” Camrad said watching the body burn. “That's three bodies now that we've seen killed by the stuff. If there's any justice in the world, we’ll never see it again after this is over.” Like with the gnome adventurers, Camrad read a few passages from his text. I ain't no Pharasmin, but I hope that'll at least help you along pal.
Camrad hung back while the others inspected their find. Why does everyone here always gotta be so eager to play with fire. he thought, heading towards the southern door and inspecting it. There didn't appear to be a door knob and it wouldn't budge when he tried pushing it open gently. Figures. he thought, dropping his pack to the ground next to him. Well, here goes nothin’. Camrad tried forcing his hands into any grooves He could find and began to tug with all his might.
...but despite his best efforts the door stood solid and immobile. Camrad turned back to the rest of the party, wiping sweat from his brow. “Seven, think ya can lend a hand over here?”
Action 1:
Malka didn't recognize the body but that didn't surprise her. "This is one body we will not be able to take back. It is just too dangerous if it gives rise to vegepygmies. Fire is definitely the best option."
"I agree with you Camrad. If I never see mold again, it will be too soon. Give me metal anyday."
Action 2:
Finally the group made its way back to the glaucite wall. Even though Jeyne and Zaken already looked at the items that Jeyne found, Malka's curiosity drew her to give them a quick study.
"I have seen most of these things before. Zaken is correct in that these are not silverdisks because they still contain usable energy. They may come in handy and should be kept just in case."
When Camrad started to push against the closed door, Malka wondered if the door could possibly be locked or needed an access card to enter. She approached the door and looked for a keypad like they often had where she had grown up.
She approached the door and looked for a keypad like they often had where she had grown up.
...but despite his best efforts the door stood solid and immobile.
Malka, are you looking for controls of some sort? If you find them and the access cards from the skulks are unsuccessful, I may be able to bypass them with this, if those batteries are functional. She indicates the e-pick they had just found. If neither works, the grippers should at least help to improve hold on the door - they'll aid in forcing our way through.
Malka, are you looking for controls of some sort? If you find them and the access cards from the skulks are unsuccessful, I may be able to bypass them with this, if those batteries are functional. She indicates the e-pick they had just found. If neither works, the grippers should at least help to improve hold on the door - they'll aid in forcing our way through.
"That is precisely what I am looking for. Some doors I have encountered in the past have had less conventional ways to open them. It is good to know that we have options."
The body looked vaguely familiar to Seven, but he sure didn't know him.
"So... this man carried some pretty neat stuff...if no one has a better use to it, I'd like to keep this one... mine is a bit old and has a torn link right above my left nipple that is always pinching..."
He nodded to Zaken. He had noticed Zaken's nipple pinching, and understood it must be uncomfortable. The armor Tolgy had given him seemed tougher, and besides, he figured Tolgy might be sad if Seven didn't wear it.
Specimen.
The word sprung to Seven's mind when he saw the mess of bones among the tangle of the cage. It's exact meaning evaded him, but he knew that word could be used to describe this creature. It had been used to describe him as well. A strange feeling began to overtake him as he looked a the remains trapped within their metal prison; a tightness in the throat, a burning of the eyes. He reached between the bars and touched the bones, wondering if this had ever been anyone's friend.
“Seven, think ya can lend a hand over here?”
Seven snapped around at the sound of his name, jerking his hand back to his chest. He thought he might be in trouble. But he saw Camrad struggling to pry open the door. "Yep, yep," he said, losing his train of thought and hurrying over to help his newest friend. But he just couldn't seem to find a space for his fingers to find purchase, and the stubborn door remained jammed shut.
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the door is 'unpowered' and thus must be forced open; strength check DC 25...
Take that roll, add your STR modifier, get someone to help you, use the grippers and, most importantly, write up a nice post about the whole thing and I'll give it to you. :)
Malka took the grippers and placed them strategically on the door. "These will help make the door easier to open."
Seven grinned at Malka's cleverness. She always had an answer. "Ca...CAM-RAD..." he managed, "help me pull."
He took the left side, leaving Camrad to the right. Together, the two gave a great heave.
Nothing.
"Again," Seven suggested, tightening his grip and taking a deep breath. They pushed again, Seven's face becoming nearly as red as his irises. The door gave an inch, then another, then another. The two fell back, gasping for breath, knowing that they were about to discover what lay beyond.
Turn 031 is up.
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Seven thought the sticks looked familiar and, while they reminded him of some unpleasant times with the Doctors, he couldn't figure where he had seen them before. After toying with the device he simply grunted and shrugged.
Seven stared in amazement at the cavern before them. It was like they were outside again, but he knew that couldn't be right. They hadn't made the swim again. He was so dumbfounded by the wide expanse he didn't notice the sand begin to quake and shift.
He watched, horrified, as the sticky purple tentacles wrapped themselves around his ankles. He tried to hop out of them but nearly tripped. He jerked his head around until he found the source of the tentacles...more tentacles; a seemingly endless mass of them.
As the slippery things writhed and twisted around him, he began to grow angry. The familiar words rose in his head, but he didn't try to shush them. He was learning that, sometimes, it was better to let the voice speak.
He bellowed in anger, raised the sword high over his head, and brought it down in a vicious slicing motion to sever the thick mass of tentacles at his feet.
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Zaken examined the items that Seven found.
"These are zipsticks if I'm correct... they are used to administer a small jolt of electricity, used most often to activate or deactivate items that function on ion-bonding technology."
Once more, Zaken's curiosity took the better of him and he analyzed the strange machinery.
"I'm not quite sure about any details but I'm pretty sure this was used as some sort of cleansing room, probably for people..."
As the creature appeared, Zaken searched his memory for any knowledge about such a being...
...but nothing occurred him. "This creature is for sure alien... and for sure I've never heard about it! The prognostics is simple though... LEEK, smash that thing!"
The construct tried to move and attack but find his legs stuck in the strange sand.
"MOVEMENT COMPROMISED, INITIATING SYSTEM RECOVERY."
"PROCEDURE COMPLETE. MOVEMENT SYSTEM FULLY FUNCTIONAL. INITIATING ENGAGING PROTOCOL."
With this, LEEK smashed the creature in front of him, leaving a clearly visible shape of his fists in it's gooey shape. A part of the rock exterior is also smashed beyond repair.
What an unusual place... Jeyne wondered upon entering the large, open chamber. But soon her bemusement was distracted as the ground itself began to pull her in...
Her curiosity had distracted her too thoroughly; by the time she realized what was happening, it was too late. A stream of information flowed behind her mind.
[Ghelarn: an ambush predator non-native to Golarion; its native world is unknown. It prefers to hunt by entrapping its victims in a sticky secretion it produces, then producing tendrils from its lower body that it uses to feed...]
If you are entrapped, free yourself as quickly as possible, she calls out, no trace of concern in her voice despite her desperate situation. The soft sand is its creation - it secretes a fluid to make the ground unsteady, then tunnels with underground tendrils to feed on those that have been trapped. Knowing this, she decides that escaping her predicament is the most expedient course of action, as staying was only likely to worsen her situation; straining, she tries to push her way free.
With several seconds of effort, she manages to struggle out of the soft sand, reaching the surface and finding a steady portion of sand to stand on.
You guys are smashing all my critters. :(
And I have been beefing them up too.
I'm going to have to up the challenge a little bit more to make this more interesting. :)
I intend to recap later today.
Game on!
Action 1:
Malka's mind flooded with feelings of distress and she reached up to soothe Blu by stroking his fur. The wizard had no doubt that it was the skeletons in the cages that were upsetting Blu. Even though they looked like rodents, there was a good chance that they had been petromins and Blu could sense it. Malka thought they should keep moving. It was then that Seven found the sticks.
"These are zipsticks if I'm correct... they are used to administer a small jolt of electricity, used most often to activate or deactivate items that function on ion-bonding technology."
Seeing Seven's reaction to them, Malka had a feeling she knew of another use for the zipsticks. She looked at them in disgust. "They can also be used as weapons. Sometimes to torture either human or animal."
Having the room upsetting both Blu and Seven, Malka said, "We should keep moving. This room is disturbing."
Action 2:
The machines were odd and Malka agreed with Zaken's assessment. "They do appear to be involved in cleansing somehow. If only they were smaller, I would like to take them back with us so that I could study them more. Maybe the people needed to be cleansed from what awaits on the other side before going back into the rest of the vessel."
Action 3:
When they kept moving and came to a room full of sand, she thought it odd. Sand could be detrimental to machines as the little grains could get in and clog the mechanics. Malka was surprised when Blu tried to get down off her neck. He appeared agitated and happy all at once. She figured that the sand reminded him of home but she wasn't sure it was safe. Again she stroked his fur and whispered, "Wait until we know it is safe. If there is no danger, maybe you can play in the sand for a bit."
No sooner had the words left her mouth than purple tentacles broke the surface of the sand and stretched towards them.
This time Malka unslung her crossbow and magicked her ammunition so that they would do more damage when they hit.
"They can also be used as weapons. Sometimes to torture either human or animal."
Having the room upsetting both Blu and Seven, Malka said, "We should keep moving. This room is disturbing."
Camrad grimaced as he studied the strange batons. “And here I thought I couldn't like this place any less.” he said, retrieving his pack. “Well, you heard the lady, let's get movin’.”
“What in tarnation!?” Camrad didn't know what to make of the sudden change in environment. He had never visited a desert before and he wondered if they were all so quiet. Eyes must be playin’ tricks on me.
Despite his perplexion at the change in scenery, Camrad still managed to catch movement in the corner of his eye. “Eyes at yer feet!” He yelled, aiming and firing an arrow into one of the holes in the creature's armor.
Can't even walk for five minutes without the floor tryin’ to eat ya’.
Turn 032 is up.
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Seven smiled in satisfaction as the weird tentacles stopped squirming around. "Hey Malka, you al..."
But as he turned to check on Malka he found that his feet would not budge. They were sinking into the soft sand beneath him. At first he simply tried to step out, but he found that the sand was real thick. Frowning, he jerked his foot. Still, it was stuck. As his heavy armor and weaponry continued to press him down, he called out in a mix of anger and panic.
Reaching down, he grasped his calf and tried to forcibly extract his foot. He was definitely stuck.
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Nah, you won't die but you'll sink down to your neck and start panicking for a bit.
Oh, and I'll get a good read out of it. :)
It's 'dim lighting' in the cavern. The book said it was dark but where's the fun in making a great scenario if no one can really see and appreciate it.
Questions?
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Where did everybody go?
You all going to just leave Seven slowly sinking into sticky, gooey sand?
That's just mean. :)
Seeing that Seven was still sinking, Zaken commanded LEEK to help. The construct offered his metal hands to Seven and then started to pull.
Seeing that even with LEEK's help Seven was still stuck, Zaken offered the tip of his longspear and also started to pull...
...but in fact he was the one being pulled.
"Hum... Mr. Camrad, could you help me to help LEEK to help Seven out of the sand? And yes, I know there are many simpler ways to ask this."
Zaken notices the trail and the glow in the distance. "Even if it seems interesting to fully explore this caver, it looks like the safe bet is to follow this trail... who knows how many more of these creatures are here..."
The strange creature was no more, but Camrad didn't have time to enjoy the minor victory. If I don't think fast, Seven's gonna have an early burial. he thought and then got to work searching his belongings. His efforts were rewarded as he stood up, this time bearing approximately fifty feet of strong hempen rope. “Seven! Tie this ‘round yerself!” he yelled out, tossing one end of the rope to trapped barbarian.
Camrad rugged with all his might yet it was still not enough to pull poor Seven free from his sandy imprisonment. Gods, what's Malka been feedin' ya?
Oh, I know that; you even posted a little OOC.
I was waiting for Malka, Camrad, and Zaken.
And a I need a course of action, which currently seems to be what Zaken said: go to the southeast part of the cavern, without doing further explorations.
If I get Camrad or Malka and it's not past my bedtime; I'll post a turn recap. :)
If not, we will have to wait until tomorrow.
Questions?
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Zaken notices the trail and the glow in the distance. "Even if it seems interesting to fully explore this caver, it looks like the safe bet is to follow this trail... who knows how many more of these creatures are here..."
“Kids right. Don't know how safe the trail is, but I'll be damned if I'm steppin’ even an inch out of it.” Camrad said, scanning the expanse warily. The silence was making him uncomfortable. “This ain't natural. It's too quiet to be.” he said in a hushed tone.
Action 1:
"Seven!" Malka ran forward towards her sinking friend and then realized that she had neither rope nor the strength to pull him out. Desperate to not let him sink further, she reached her quarterstaff towards him. It was then that Camrad had a better idea and threw Seven a rope.
Malka watch with baited breath as the others worked to free Seven. Once he was free she gathered both Seven and Camrad in a group hug. "I am so relieved you are ok and thank you Camrad for freeing him." She then awkwardly patted Leek on the head. "Thank you Leek. You were very helpful."
Action 2:
While they discussed their next course of action, Malka let Blu glide off her neck to play in the sand but kept a close eye on him. "It makes sense to follow the path. It would hopefully be the best bet in finding Councilman Baine."
Once they had decided on how to proceed, Malka corralled Blu and resettled him around her neck.
Today is murder. I won't be able to post until tonight :(.
Today is murder. I won't be able to post until tonight :(.
Thanks for letting us know.
I intend to recap tonight so if you can get Seven's panicked state in that would be great. If not, I'll just have to bury Seven some other time. :)
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The sand was real thick, like mud, and it made a funny squishing sound that made Seven laugh. As he tried to tug his left leg free, though, he lost his balance and began to fall backward. He throw his left hand out behind him to brace the fall. It landed softly but deeply, nearly up to his shoulder, in the soft sand.
Uh oh. "Hey...Malka? MALKA!"
He was now on his left side, up to his shoulder in wet sand, as his body continued to sink. He still held his sword, though he tried to toss it in the direction of the others. As the wet, gravely substance began to reach his lips, he started to panic.
He couldn't move his body. He couldn't kick his legs or swim with his submerged arm. All he could do was cry for help and wave his right arm. He thought of Tolgy and how disappointed he'd be that Seven didn't bring back the sword. He also thought about Dolga's message. How would Tolgy know? He thought about the horses back at the stable, and the various names he'd come up with. And of course he thought about Malka. Who would look out for her if he sunk in this sand and ended up like the orc they'd found earlier?
But then he thought about the voice. It was picking up steam again, agitated that he couldn't get out. He thought how nice it might be just to make it shut up for a while, and he closed his eyes and waited.
"INITIATING RESCUE SEQUENCE." The grating, robotic voice of LEEK pierced the darkness, and Seven felt his right shoulder grabbed and tugged. LEEK managed to clear his head from the dirt and he coughed and choked as he took in a breath of air. Then Seven's spearhead poked out, and for a second Seven though he meant to stab him, but he realized he should grab on. Camrad's rope reached him next, and he clung to it as all of them struggleg to extract his heavy, armored form from the dirt.
Sitting up by the edge of the sand, he continued to spit the sand out of his mouth. It seemed to be everywhere (everywhere). "Don't worry, Malka," he said as he snorted sand out of his nose, "It wasn't as fun as it looked."
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, Zaken
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By the time the skeleton’s claw struck Zaken, Camrad was already bearing down on it and raising his Warhammer above his head. Fires burned in his eyes as he brought the hammer down with all his strength.
The undead’s ribcage gave a satisfying crunch as Camrad’s hammer swung home. Prepared for a counter attack, he drew it close with both hands, eyeing the creature with pure hate. “Don't know what you were, but I'm sending you back in the ground where you belong.” he said, readying another strike.
As soon as the skeleton appeared to attack the group, Malka activated protection for herself by casting iron skin on herself. Once her skin had hardened, she readied her quarterstaff in order to bash brittle bone.
Surprised by the skeleton's sudden appearance, Jeyne stabbed hurriedly with her spear - but not seeking to wound it. Her spear point had been doing little good on that front as of late. Rather, she decided to merely try and distract it, hoping that Seven would be able to capitalize on an opening. She opened her mouth for a moment to tell him, but then remembered her newly discovered glitch. We shall see if he figures it out, then.
"Oh crap!" Zaken yelled, his left hand covering the wounds in his right shoulder. "Come on... was it really necessary? LEEK I need your help here... crush this thing..."
"ROGER ROGER. INITIATING ENGAGING PROCEDURE. OPTIONAL FLANKING MANEUVERS." As he started to move, his lights shone once more. "NEW HOSTILES APPROACHING. NORTH-EAST, 45°, 35 FT. SOUTH-EAST, 84°, 65 FT. SOUTH-EAST, 78°, 78 FT. SOUTH-EAST, 49°, 49 FT."
LEEK then moved past Seven and stood opposite from Camrad, flanking the enemy.
Zaken moved away from the skeleton and started to calculate the directions LEEK mentioned there were enemies coming from.
"I was going to complain about your mathematical methods but it is indeed quite easy to pinpoint them, LEEK..." He narrowed his eyes, making sure he had correctly spotted the new enemies.
Four arms? From what creature it was formed?
Seven rubbed his eyes as they walked, sand still falling from his eyelashes. He was so distracted by it that he didn't notice the danger until Zaken cried out in pain. He spun around, once again dropping his torch and gripping his sword with both hands.
He hissed at the thing. It had way too many arms. It reminded him of some of the others he had seen with the Doctors. They didn't last very long, though, and usually tried to bite him. Once the Doctors had put him in the big room with one. It had tried to hurt him like this one hurt Zaken, so he had taken its arms off. He figured he'd try the same thing here, too.
Stepping quickly to the other side of LEEK, Seven took aim for the arm holding Zaken's shoulder, severing it at its source.
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Moving 1s,1sw then attacking the skeleton.
Oops, my bad. I thought I was still waiting on you guys when you actually finished in record time. :)
Past my bed time here so I'll update this tomorrow.
Game on!
Oops, my bad. I thought I was still waiting on you guys when you actually finished in record time. :)
Past my bed time here so I'll update this tomorrow.
Game on!