Master of the Fallen Fortress (Inactive)

Game Master Vahanian 89

"Yes be careful!"

Seelah looks around at the staircase too.

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

Mikhail moves up carefully, keeping an ear out for any careless mention of the Inquisition...

Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

...only to notice he's muttering about it himself.

Alaric follows along meekly, his knuckles going a new shade of white from the intensity with which he grabs onto his scythe.

You don't hear anything on the stairs. You come out in a room.
Two stone altars, one black and one white, sit at either end of this large chamber, which takes up two wings of the tower on this level. The crumbling remains of wooden benches sag in front of each altar beneath rotting ceiling tapestries. Carved symbols and writings snake along the walls. The burnt corpses of two troglodytes lie on the floor in the center of the room.

Feel free to place yourselves in the room and give me a know religion check.

Thurismund stalks into the room, looking around as if eagerly anticipating a further assault upon the Pathfinders. Nudging his way quietly among his fellow agents, Alaric follows suit into the room. "Is something here. I not learn about that. Forgiveness" he informs the others, motioning them into the room.

Mikhail appraises the altars.

Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 "Ah-ha, a shrine to the Church of Ne...noooo. That's just what they'd be expecting...."
Profession (Mason): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Perception, additional +2 for any unusual stonework: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

know religion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

This was once a church of Nethys. The alters were once grand.

As you come into the room and start looking around suddenly 2 burning skeletons come around the corner!

They shamble up and attack!

Claw Mikhail: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 1 + (5) = 7

Claw Alaric: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 1 + (6) = 10

Mikhail start turn damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4
Alaric start turn damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Seelah start turn damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Round 1
BG
Mikhail [-11]
Kalivastri
Cleo
Alaric [-2]
Thurismund
Binkilink
Seelah [-6]
Izola
Nyedel

Seelah attacks the skeletons with holy power.

attack blue, smite evil

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Blue explodes in a ball of fire!

Need reflex saves from Seelah and Alaric.

Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5 DC is 12 if you make it you take half.

Reflex: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (19) + 0 = 19

Real quick knowledge check I missed: Knowledge (Religious): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Izola notices that Mikhail is in rather bleak condition and she moves behind him, "Hang on there, pal! I've got you!" She starts to mumble a low chant and the green swirls in her skin glow slightly.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Man, am I rolling crappy! I can't seem to get a solid hit in my other game either. I'll spend my next action trying to add to this - don't worry

Seeing his master run to assist her party member, Nyedel takes it upon himself to charge the remaining skeleton, letting out a beastly roar and charging with fangs bared.

Bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

heavy flail: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

"Perhaps weeee...could use a, um, body like you," He says to the skeleton as he darts away after a joke of an attack.

Reflex DC 12: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Miraculously dodging out of the way, Alaric steps back before using rubble from the altar to strike at the creature!

T.P. vs flaming skeleton: 1d20 - 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) - 4 + 2 = 2
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

The chunk goes flying wide. Thurismund sees the havoc this thing has caused and joins the fray.

Slam, PA: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (11) + 3 - 1 = 13
damage: 1d8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 2 = 7

Nyedel moves up and ends the other skeleton in a burst of flames!

Explosion: 1d6 ⇒ 2 DC 12 reflex for half from Seelah, Nyedel and Thur.

Combat over.

What do you do?

As the last creature falls, Thurismund chuckles sadistically. "More fairy-lovers dead and gone. Lets see if they were protecting anything of value. RIGHT ALARIC?" he barks, leaving Alaric to nod distantly before turning to the task at hand and searching about.

Can we take a ten or 20 on searching the room?

If you want

Seelah looks around the room

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Then Alaric will take 20 for a 20 and Thurismund will take 20 for a 24

Kalivastri, seeing the others settling in for a thorough search, joins in.

Take 20 for 29 on perception.

24 on perception. I have never seen such focused searches!

"How interesting. Wow. Stone. Oh wow! ... By the way. What are we looking for?"

Kalivastri finds a secret door.

No update on my computer yet. Posting from work.

"Ah, and diligence pays off." Kalivastri says and grins at the others, stepping back from the concealed door she points out to them. She casts quick spells on whoever takes the lead on opening the door.

Cast Guidance and Resistance on the one who opens it.

Thurismund looks over at Alaric with a hateful grin before deciding to open the door.

The door is locked.

"Any of you capable of dealing with this the nice way before I deal with it my way? asks Thurismund with an evil-looking grin spreading across his face.

Binkilink looks intently at the door and the lock and then tries to open it.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Disable Device: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Bink hears the door unlock with a satisfying click.

'Done! Your move, big guys! My family doctor said not to go the first in the doors in all sorts of weird places filled with monsters.' - with these words he steps back, giving place to the comrades and taking out his short swords.

"The worst kind of monster is made by others. And by that standard I have been forged by some f&&#ing master craftsmen" spits out the ghost, who boldly strides on in, expecting, or maybe even hoping fr a creature to strike him.

Well what do you know....

A living, moving fabric seems to cover the ceiling of this half-collapsed chamber, which stretches northwest into darkness. The pungent smell of ammonia rises from the droppings that litter the floor.

And you see a lot of bats suddenly drop off the ceiling!

Round 1
Mikhail
Nyedel
Kali
Cleo
BG
Izola
Bink
Alaric
Thuris

"BAH! Geryon's Kiss be upon thee, heathen vermin!" Mikhail rambles as he pulls out a flask of acid.

acid flask vs swarm: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
acid damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3 +50% = 4

As if in agreement, Nyedel roars with Mikhail and rises to his back paws. His front claws slash and rip anything that dares come near him and the small gnome couched behind him, readying her weapons.

Claws: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

The acid sizzles into the swarm! Nyedel tries to bat at a bat but cant seem to connect!

As Cleo snaps at the swarming bats, Kalivastri draws and tosses a vial which explodes into flames.

Alchemist's Fire vs. Bats: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
1d6 ⇒ 6 +50% =9

Guess I go last LOL

And the swarm dies.

What do you do?

Izola peeks out from around Nyedel, lowering one of her scimitars and squinting up at the ceiling of the chamber and into the darkness beyond.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

You find a potion of cure light wounds.

Up the stairs?

"Pitiful." spits out Thurismund, as both he and Alaric move towards the staircase cautiously, going upwards.

Kalivastri nods to Cleo, who swallows one of the burnt bats whole. She turns to the stairs and renews the Guidance and Resistance on Thursimund, then adds another casting of each on herself and Cleo as they ascend.

Glancing at the potion she found, Izola identifies it and gently gestures out with it to Mikhail. "Here ya go, pal. You might have more luck with it than I did. Just let me know if you still need my assistance."

After giving Mikhail the potion, she moves to assuringly pat her bear, cooing to him until he resumes his position ahead of her and they ascend the stairs together.

"Your donation has been noted." Mikhail says as he takes the potion, and looks at it for a second as though it reminds him of something. "That's 30 minutes deducted from time on The Rack, I believe."

Sorry for not posting this weekend between being sick and other personal stuff that happened I just didn't have time.

You head up. Crude bunks line the walls of this room, which is filled with the nauseating stench of troglodytes.

Need fort saves from everyone.

Round 1
Everyone Remember your saves. DC 13 vs sickened
BG

Fortitude save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

"BAH! Your feeble stench is nothing next to the swamp gas of Stygia!"

heavy flail vs red: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Nonetheless, it does trip Mikhail up a bit.

Seelah moves and attacks the trog blue

Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Nyedel moves forward and targets the nearest trog, baring his fangs viciously.

Bite: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Following after him, Izola enters the room and immediately shrivels her nose up. She makes a disgusted gagging sound and clutches at her stomach for a moment, her face extremely contorted.

Using all of her strength, she lifts and hand and presses it into her stomach. The swirls on her skin start to glow a vine green as the spell she's casting activates.

Casting Remove Sickness