Round 1, Init 21
Zephtyr completes his SNA7 spell, snapping stone giants into the battle.
They wade into combat.
SG#1: to hit;
damage.
SG#2: to hit;
damage.
For his move action, the large Zephtyr float to where he can 5' flap into full attack.
Stone Giant CR 8
XP 4,800
N Large humanoid (giant)
Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision; Perception +12
DEFENSE
AC 22, touch 11, flat-footed 20 (+2 Dex, +11 natural, –1 size)
hp 102 (12d8+48)
Fort +12, Ref +6, Will +7
Defensive Abilities improved rock catching
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft.
Melee greatclub +16/+11 (2d8+12) or 2 slams +16 (1d8+8)
Ranged rock +11/+6 (1d8+12)
Space 10 ft.; Reach 10 ft.
Special Attacks rock throwing (180 ft.)
STATISTICS
Str 27, Dex 15, Con 19, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 10
Base Atk +9; CMB +18; CMD 30
Feats Iron Will, Martial Weapon Proficiency (greatclub), Point Blank Shot, Power Attack, Precise Shot, Quick Draw
Skills Climb +12, Intimidate +12, Perception +12, Stealth +4 (+12 in rocky terrain); Racial Modifiers +8 Stealth in rocky terrain
Languages Common, Giant
AC: 7 armor+2 dex+2 dex(form)+1 ring+3 NA(form) +5 barkskin =30
HP 133/133
Speed: Fly (60') perfect + 10' (Gr. Longstrider) = 70' fly perfect
[ dice]1d20+15+2-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d8+7+6[/dice] magic damage.
+9 BAB +6 Str +1 amulet = +15 to hit
1d8 + 6 str damage +1 amulet = 1d8+7
Barkskin (extended-260 minutes)
Resinous Skin (extended-260 minutes)
Gr. Longstrider (13 hours)
Echolocation - 0 minutes
Elemental Body 1 (druid lvl 6): Air elemental: If the form you take is that of a Small air elemental, you gain a +2 size bonus to your Dexterity and a +2 natural armor bonus. You also gain fly 60 feet (perfect), darkvision 60 feet, and the ability to create a whirlwind.
Elemental Body 2 (druid lvl 8):Air elemental: As elemental body I except that you gain a +4 size bonus to your Dexterity and a +3 natural armor bonus.
Elemental Body 3 (druid lvl 10):Air elemental: As elemental body I except that you gain a +2 size bonus to your Strength, +4 size bonus to your Dexterity, and a +4 natural armor bonus.
AC: 7 armor + 3 shield + 2 dex + 1 ring
HP 133/133
[ dice]1d20+16+1[/dice] to hit; (bless)
[ dice]1d6+6+2[/dice] magic damage.
+9 BAB +6 Str + 1 Mwk +1 magic = +16 to hit
[ dice]1d6+6+2[/dice] damage;
Endure Elements (24 hours)
Barkskin (extended-240 minutes)
Resinous Skin (extended-240 minutes)
Gr. Longstrider (12 hours)
Resist Cold (240 minutes)
Resist Fire (0 minutes) -Mal
Stoneskin (0) Mal
Mage Armor (+4)
Endure Elements
Hektir: 21
Malavarius: 15
Pemsworth: 9
Tsin: 6
Quinn: 23
Antagonist: 25
Hektir finishes his spell and two massive giants suddenly appear between you and the thing, lashing out at it and -- like it -- ignoring the black tentacles. Hektir waits a moment, in case his halfling companion has something up his short sleeves -- and as soon as the blast of cold as washed over the tentacles, giants and corpses -- flies closer, hoping to take further advantage of the giants' presence.
Tsin stands immobile, Mal's magic failing to break the spell on her.
"Ow, that hurt!" Quinn complains as the sonic barrage echoes around the shattered village. "Stay close to me, I'll make sure it doesn't get us again!
He waits a moment for Hektir to finish his own prayer, before intoning one of his own, "Cayden, save us from the moans of the hungover," and silence suddenly descends over you.
In the eerie silence, the companions watch the thing lash out at the two giants, horrid limbs reaching out to slam both of them.
Corpse orgy: 59
Pems winds up and throws a densely packed snowball at the corpse orgy! for cold damage!
Round 3, Init 6
AC = 27, BoF
HP = 131/150
Weapon Equipped = +1 Flaming Burst Falchion
Condition(s) = Blessing of Fervor, Stoneskin
Tsin readies to move forward, seeking the borderline of black tentacles, where she can still strike at the monstrous mass. When it's clear that Mal cannot liberate her, she sheathes her sword, and draws her bow, choosing to do something shortly, rather than wait for something that might never come.
Malavarius grumbles, but with Quinn's spell the only evidence of it is the rapid puffing of his beard. Throwing his hands up in defeat, he weaves a protective enchantment over himself in anticipation of stepping back out into the painfully noisy world.
HP: 53/72
AC: 17 (13 T / 14 FF) (includes +2 from BoF)
Fort: +4 // Ref: +7 // Will: +10 (+1 vs spells, SLAs, & Su abilities of evil arcane spellcasters) (includes +2 from BoF)
Resist 10: Cold
Energy Absorption: 20/39 absorbed
Pearl of Power I: 1/1 used
Pearl of Power III: 0/1 used
wand of scorching ray: 14/50 charges used
Cantrips Prepared (4): detect magic, open/close, prestidigitation, read magic
Level 1 Prepared (4+2+1): comprehend languages [ ] [ ], endure elements [X], feather fall [ ], protection from evil* [ ], mage armor [X], shield [ ]
Level 2 Prepared (4+2+1): create pit [ ], glitterdust [ ] [ ], protection from arrows [ ] [ ], resist energy* [X], spontaneous immolation [ ]
Level 3 Prepared (4+2+1): dispel magic* [ ], fireball [ ] [ ] [ ], haste [ ] [ ], magic weapon (greater) [X]
Level 4 Prepared (4+2+1): dimension door [ ] [ ], remove curse [ ], secure shelter [ ], stoneskin* [X]
Level 5 Prepared (3+1+1): break enchantment* [X], life bubble [ ], passwall [ ], teleport [ ] [ ]
Level 6 Prepared (2+1+1): disintegrate [ ], flesh to stone [ ], greater dispel magic* [ ], veil [ ]
Level 7 Prepared (1+1+1): resonating word [ ] [ ], spell turning* [ ]
Protective Ward used: 0/10
Ongoing Effects:
mage armor (Pemsworth)
mage armor (self)
greater magic weapon (Hektir)
stoneskin (Tsin): 130 minutes or 130 damage
resist energy (sonic): 10
Round 2, Init 21
Reflex vs. Cold
Reflex vs. Fire, on fire
Reflex vs. Fire, on fire
The giants, though wounded, continue to beat.
SG#1 (afire, 102-34-47=41/102): to hit;
damage.
to hit;
damage.
SG#2(afire, 102-49=53/102): to hit;
damage.
to hit;
damage.
Zephtyr stays 20' up and casts Produce Flame, seeing no reason to get close until the giants are gone
ranged touch.
fire damage (1/13)
Stone Giant CR 8
XP 4,800
N Large humanoid (giant)
Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision; Perception +12
DEFENSE
AC 22, touch 11, flat-footed 20 (+2 Dex, +11 natural, –1 size)
hp 102 (12d8+48)
Fort +12, Ref +6, Will +7
Defensive Abilities improved rock catching
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft.
Melee greatclub +16/+11 (2d8+12) or 2 slams +16 (1d8+8)
Ranged rock +11/+6 (1d8+12)
Space 10 ft.; Reach 10 ft.
Special Attacks rock throwing (180 ft.)
STATISTICS
Str 27, Dex 15, Con 19, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 10
Base Atk +9; CMB +18; CMD 30
Feats Iron Will, Martial Weapon Proficiency (greatclub), Point Blank Shot, Power Attack, Precise Shot, Quick Draw
Skills Climb +12, Intimidate +12, Perception +12, Stealth +4 (+12 in rocky terrain); Racial Modifiers +8 Stealth in rocky terrain
Languages Common, Giant
AC: 7 armor+2 dex+2 dex(form)+1 ring+3 NA(form) +5 barkskin =30
HP 133/133
Speed: Fly (60') perfect + 10' (Gr. Longstrider) = 70' fly perfect
[ dice]1d20+15+2-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d8+7+6[/dice] magic damage.
+9 BAB +6 Str +1 amulet = +15 to hit
1d8 + 6 str damage +1 amulet = 1d8+7
Barkskin (extended-260 minutes)
Resinous Skin (extended-260 minutes)
Gr. Longstrider (13 hours)
Echolocation - 0 minutes
Elemental Body 1 (druid lvl 6): Air elemental: If the form you take is that of a Small air elemental, you gain a +2 size bonus to your Dexterity and a +2 natural armor bonus. You also gain fly 60 feet (perfect), darkvision 60 feet, and the ability to create a whirlwind.
Elemental Body 2 (druid lvl 8):Air elemental: As elemental body I except that you gain a +4 size bonus to your Dexterity and a +3 natural armor bonus.
Elemental Body 3 (druid lvl 10):Air elemental: As elemental body I except that you gain a +2 size bonus to your Strength, +4 size bonus to your Dexterity, and a +4 natural armor bonus.
AC: 7 armor + 3 shield + 2 dex + 1 ring
HP 133/133
[ dice]1d20+16+1[/dice] to hit; (bless)
[ dice]1d6+6+2[/dice] magic damage.
+9 BAB +6 Str + 1 Mwk +1 magic = +16 to hit
[ dice]1d6+6+2[/dice] damage;
Endure Elements (24 hours)
Barkskin (extended-240 minutes)
Resinous Skin (extended-240 minutes)
Gr. Longstrider (12 hours)
Resist Cold (240 minutes)
Resist Fire (0 minutes) -Mal
Stoneskin (0) Mal
Mage Armor (+4)
Endure Elements
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It's at this point that Hektir realizes Malavarius was trying to shout that the horrid mass of bodies can't be harmed by fire, but Quinn's spell had done its work almost too well and the words never got past the old wizard's bearded lips.
Quinn extends a wave a healing energy to the party like a burp that rumbles in the belly and is more felt than heard.
Hektir: 21
Malavarius: 15
Pemsworth: 9
Tsin: 6
Quinn: 23
Antagonist: 25
The burning giants batter furiously at the corpses, though they seem to be stymied as the corpses just shift under their blows, never seeming to take the full impact. The tracksmage's own efforts are even more for naught as the fire seems to have no affect at all on the smoking mound.
Mal silently casts his own spell, as does Pems, throwing a snowball that slams into the thing with a hiss, momentarily blacking out a part of the burning flesh. Quinn's healing magic soothes the ringing still in your head.
The tentacles still can't seem to grab onto the orgy, but the giants are less lucky and find themselves wrapped up in its embrace , making them easy prey for the corpses' slams.
Corpse orgy: 101
Hustling away from Quinn, Malavarius brings one of his mightier spells to bear against the wretched mass of quivering, burning flesh.
HP: 72/72
AC: 17 (13 T / 14 FF) (includes +2 from BoF)
Fort: +4 // Ref: +7 // Will: +10 (+1 vs spells, SLAs, & Su abilities of evil arcane spellcasters) (includes +2 from BoF)
Resist 10: Cold
Energy Absorption: 20/39 absorbed
Pearl of Power I: 1/1 used
Pearl of Power III: 0/1 used
wand of scorching ray: 14/50 charges used
Cantrips Prepared (4): detect magic, open/close, prestidigitation, read magic
Level 1 Prepared (4+2+1): comprehend languages [ ] [ ], endure elements [X], feather fall [ ], protection from evil* [ ], mage armor [X], shield [ ]
Level 2 Prepared (4+2+1): create pit [ ], glitterdust [ ] [ ], protection from arrows [ ] [ ], resist energy* [X], spontaneous immolation [ ]
Level 3 Prepared (4+2+1): dispel magic* [ ], fireball [ ] [ ] [ ], haste [ ] [ ], magic weapon (greater) [X]
Level 4 Prepared (4+2+1): dimension door [ ] [ ], remove curse [ ], secure shelter [ ], stoneskin* [X]
Level 5 Prepared (3+1+1): break enchantment* [X], life bubble [ ], passwall [ ], teleport [ ] [ ]
Level 6 Prepared (2+1+1): disintegrate [ ], flesh to stone [ ], greater dispel magic* [ ], veil [ ]
Level 7 Prepared (1+1+1): resonating word [X] [ ], spell turning* [ ]
Protective Ward used: 0/10
Ongoing Effects:
mage armor (Pemsworth)
mage armor (self)
greater magic weapon (Hektir)
stoneskin (Tsin): 130 minutes or 130 damage
resist energy (sonic): 10
resonating word: 1/3 rounds
bof: +2 bonus on attack rolls and a +2 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves
Pems flings another snowball at the corpse thingy! for cold damage!
Round 3, Init 21
The lone giant continues to fight though his kin has disappeared into smoke.
SG#2(53-6-33=14/102): to hit;
damage.
to hit;
damage.
Hektir casts Freedom of Movement as he prepares to go toe to toe with the creature.
"Get behind Tsin!"
Stone Giant CR 8
XP 4,800
N Large humanoid (giant)
Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft., low-light vision; Perception +12
DEFENSE
AC 22, touch 11, flat-footed 20 (+2 Dex, +11 natural, –1 size)
hp 102 (12d8+48)
Fort +12, Ref +6, Will +7
Defensive Abilities improved rock catching
OFFENSE
Speed 40 ft.
Melee greatclub +16/+11 (2d8+12) or 2 slams +16 (1d8+8)
Ranged rock +11/+6 (1d8+12)
Space 10 ft.; Reach 10 ft.
Special Attacks rock throwing (180 ft.)
STATISTICS
Str 27, Dex 15, Con 19, Int 10, Wis 12, Cha 10
Base Atk +9; CMB +18; CMD 30
Feats Iron Will, Martial Weapon Proficiency (greatclub), Point Blank Shot, Power Attack, Precise Shot, Quick Draw
Skills Climb +12, Intimidate +12, Perception +12, Stealth +4 (+12 in rocky terrain); Racial Modifiers +8 Stealth in rocky terrain
Languages Common, Giant
AC: 7 armor+2 dex+2 dex(form)+1 ring+3 NA(form) +5 barkskin =30
HP 133/133
Speed: Fly (60') perfect + 10' (Gr. Longstrider) = 70' fly perfect
[ dice]1d20+15+2-3[/dice] to hit; (-PA)
[ dice]1d8+7+6[/dice] magic damage.
+9 BAB +6 Str +1 amulet = +15 to hit
1d8 + 6 str damage +1 amulet = 1d8+7
Barkskin (extended-260 minutes)
Resinous Skin (extended-260 minutes)
Gr. Longstrider (13 hours)
Echolocation - 0 minutes
Elemental Body 1 (druid lvl 6): Air elemental: If the form you take is that of a Small air elemental, you gain a +2 size bonus to your Dexterity and a +2 natural armor bonus. You also gain fly 60 feet (perfect), darkvision 60 feet, and the ability to create a whirlwind.
Elemental Body 2 (druid lvl 8):Air elemental: As elemental body I except that you gain a +4 size bonus to your Dexterity and a +3 natural armor bonus.
Elemental Body 3 (druid lvl 10):Air elemental: As elemental body I except that you gain a +2 size bonus to your Strength, +4 size bonus to your Dexterity, and a +4 natural armor bonus.
AC: 7 armor + 3 shield + 2 dex + 1 ring
HP 133/133
[ dice]1d20+16+1[/dice] to hit; (bless)
[ dice]1d6+6+2[/dice] magic damage.
+9 BAB +6 Str + 1 Mwk +1 magic = +16 to hit
[ dice]1d6+6+2[/dice] damage;
Endure Elements (24 hours)
Barkskin (extended-240 minutes)
Resinous Skin (extended-240 minutes)
Gr. Longstrider (12 hours)
Resist Cold (240 minutes)
Resist Fire (0 minutes) -Mal
Stoneskin (0) Mal
Mage Armor (+4)
Endure Elements
Unable to properly pray due to his last prayer, Quinn resorts to his last option and levels his crossbow at the creature and fires.
Round 4, Init 6
AC = 27, BoF
HP = 131/150
Weapon Equipped = +1 Flaming Burst Falchion
Condition(s) = Blessing of Fervor, Stoneskin
Tsin looses four arrows, insisting that the creature die in some small part due to her effort.
"From what you gather, Mal, how long will I be rooted here?"
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With Quinn so near to Tsin, Malavarius didn't notice her muted inquiry. Hektir, on the other hand, he chose to simply ignore.
Hektir: 21
Malavarius: 15
Pemsworth: 9
Tsin: 6
Quinn: 23
Antagonist: 25
The remaining giant batters away at the mass of corpses as the tentacles lose their grip on him, the crack of breaking bones following the dull thud of its club. Hektir casts a spell on himself, preparing to move in to finish the fight by himself before noticing arrows from Tsin finding their way into the creature's central mass, the first sinking in to the feathers, though the others seem to impact harmlessly against exposed bone . Quinn's bolt flies overhead, into a patch of steam from where Pems' snowball hit.
Rushing past the fighting, Mal casts a spell, its resonance coursing through the massed corpses. It ignores the noise, and brings down the remaining giant with a lash of its tentacle as it lurches forward, moving out of the tentacles and toward the massed companions.
Corpse orgy: 155
Malavarius' spell continues to resonate within the heaping pile of bodies even while the wizard hustles away from the lurching bodies. He then intones a quick spell to try and hinder the creature's advance, opening a gaping pit up directly before it.
HP: 72/72
AC: 17 (13 T / 14 FF) (includes +2 from BoF)
Fort: +4 // Ref: +7 // Will: +10 (+1 vs spells, SLAs, & Su abilities of evil arcane spellcasters) (includes +2 from BoF)
Resist 10: Cold
Energy Absorption: 20/39 absorbed
Pearl of Power I: 1/1 used
Pearl of Power III: 0/1 used
wand of scorching ray: 14/50 charges used
Cantrips Prepared (4): detect magic, open/close, prestidigitation, read magic
Level 1 Prepared (4+2+1): comprehend languages [ ] [ ], endure elements [X], feather fall [ ], protection from evil* [ ], mage armor [X], shield [ ]
Level 2 Prepared (4+2+1): create pit [X], glitterdust [ ] [ ], protection from arrows [ ] [ ], resist energy* [X], spontaneous immolation [ ]
Level 3 Prepared (4+2+1): dispel magic* [ ], fireball [ ] [ ] [ ], haste [ ] [ ], magic weapon (greater) [X]
Level 4 Prepared (4+2+1): dimension door [ ] [ ], remove curse [ ], secure shelter [ ], stoneskin* [X]
Level 5 Prepared (3+1+1): break enchantment* [X], life bubble [ ], passwall [ ], teleport [ ] [ ]
Level 6 Prepared (2+1+1): disintegrate [ ], flesh to stone [ ], greater dispel magic* [ ], veil [ ]
Level 7 Prepared (1+1+1): resonating word [X] [ ], spell turning* [ ]
Protective Ward used: 0/10
Ongoing Effects:
mage armor (Pemsworth)
mage armor (self)
greater magic weapon (Hektir)
stoneskin (Tsin): 130 minutes or 130 damage
resist energy (sonic): 10
resonating word: 2/3 rounds
bof: +2 bonus on attack rolls and a +2 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves
Zephtyr delays, waiting to see what happens with Mal's pit spell.
Quinn unleashes a fall barrage of bolts at the creature. "Die...again!"
Round 5, Init 6
AC = 27, BoF
HP = 131/150
Weapon Equipped = +1 Flaming Burst Falchion
Condition(s) = Blessing of Fervor, Stoneskin
Tsin keeps up her feeble barrage of arrows, wondering when she'll cast it aside, and rip into dead fiery flesh with her own fiery blade. This time, she decides to stand her ground, and let the monstrosity come to her.
Pems casts a hex on the freakish orgy thing! Fort Save DC 22 for half!
The creature avoids the pit, getting stuck with an arrow from Tsin and seems to be stunned as Mal's spell continues to reverberate. Before Hektir can swoop in to finish it off, however, Pems' hex catches it in an icy tomb, leaving it stuck in place.
As you catch your breath, Hektir notices the hut seems to be excitedly dancing around in circles. It continues for a few moments and then suddenly charges into the nearby forest, crashing through the trees, which lie broken in its wake.
Malavarius shakes his fist at the departing hut. "Good riddance!"
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As the orgy dies down, with so many cold shoulders, Tsin tries her luck at moving, until she is able to do so.
When the Hut takes off, Tsin turns to the white-beard and his invective. "What if we need that to get back to Golarion, Malavarius? It seems to have found something it favors, oh, like Baba Yaga herself? I suggest we follow the path of broken trees."
Tsin turns to the others, expecting feedback, before moving in the direction of the hapless Hut.
Pems stares at the frozen orgy. "What a nightmarish thing. Are all Baba Yaga's children doomed to be horrible or is it a choice?" Seeing Tsin stalk off, he hurries to follow, still stealing a glance back at the orgy to insure it's not following.
"That didn't look like the hut found something it wanted, it looked like someone was steering it like I tried to do back on Golarion! This was just a distraction so that miserable cad could sneak into the hut and abscond with it."
Tsin pulls up short, turning to look back. "You can't be serious." From the tone of her voice, she doesn't believe anything else to be true.
"Still, if that is the case, then we should follow It, or Him, back to wherever he came." The swordswoman waves Hektir ahead. "Can you be our bloodhound? It might look different from the air."
Zephtyr nods to Tsin.
"If it moves in the forest, I can track it. Follow me," Zephtyr moves to follow the hut from about 20' up (or higher as necessary), but can't imagine it's too hard to track the large feetprints of the hut.
Survival
When others are ready, Zephtyr follows the hut.
"Not so fast! It's a gigantic hut and it's cavorting through a forest. I'm sure Hektir's skilled enough to track it if we spend a little time searching this gutted ruin to learn what we can of this wretched, explosive rune laden world. Regardless, I need a minute to look at some of those strange men we fought so I can disguise us while we chase after that thrice-blasted hut."
Tsin acquiesces, remembering her recent near death, and Pems' death and return. The Hut has certainly made it plain the direction they would follow. "Alright, but do not tarry overly long. We have seen the Hut travel on legs. I'd hate to lose it, should it grow wings, or simply shift planes again."
Quinn let's the others argue as he becomes a man of action. "What this situation calls for is a good drink!" Without wasting time he fills an empty canteen with ale and starts swigging.
While Quinn makes himself busy with drink, Malavarius starts poking around the burned out village, his long beard wagging as he shakes his head in sadness as the scope of the destruction around them becomes more and more apparent.
Tsin remains stuck for more than a minute after the fight, but suddenly realizes she feels free to move once more after that. Her quick plans are halted, however, by Mal's desire to search the village, which yields a number of items of interest:
Melted in among the corpses, you see tarnished gold, apparently melted by the fires that raged here, that you could reclaim.
There are also, among the corpses of what turn out to be humans that look not too dissimilar from most of you, a number of firearms and what you realize are other mostly weapons that survived the battle -- 11 bolt-action rifles , 12 hand-held metallic egg-like devices with strange handles, 1 pistol , 75 metal cartridges, 8 dagger-like blades attached to the barrel of some of the guns, 13 of the strange masks they were wearing, four tubes that Hektir saw flame erupt out of, as well as seven of the bombs that they were dropping in before firing the tubes.
You also find a periscope -- though certainly nicer than ones you've seen or heard of back home -- and various other jewelry that you think would be worth about 1,000 gp, at least back home.
Pems will sweep the pile of items with a detect magic spell!
However, he'll zero in on the revolver, finding it a smaller version of the thing that killed him. He studies it carefully, holding it almost reverently. If the cartridges look like they fit the gun, he'll grab those, too.
"What a horrid mess! Good heavens, this is far beyond what those lunatics in Alkenstar have managed to come up with." Malavarius shakes his head as he considers all that's been melted and twisted before the heat and force of these men and their explosions.
One of the strange masks detects as magic.
A frontovik’s gas mask has the appearance of a typical Zelinsky-Kummant gas mask used by the Russian army: a rubberized cloth bag worn over the face, with two thick glass eyepieces and a rectangular filter canister. This frontovik’s gas mask allows its wearer to breathe freely, even underwater or in a vacuum, as well as making its wearer immune to harmful gases and vapors, including inhaled diseases, poisons, and magic spells such as cloudkill and stinking cloud. In addition, the wearer can see through magical and normal clouds, fogs, mists, and similar effects that grant concealment, but only so long as the wearer is within the area of such concealment. Wearing a gas mask imposes a –2 penalty on hearing- and sight-based Perception checks.
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Zephtyr looks over the munitions and grunts approvingly.
"Good thing these men had the means to protect themselves,' Zeph offers with a spit, examining the weaponry that he doesn't yet understand but appreciates. "I bet if everyone had one of these, then the world would be a peaceful place. Ain't no one gunna be rude to you and you could always stand your ground." Zeph scratches his airy balls, still very much thinking that everyone should have these.
"If wonder if we finally found a world without war and peace...because everyone is carrying weapons like this that there is no more war. I bet that's where we are."
Zephtyr takes a rifle and carries it, urging others to do the same.
"If we have these, ain't nobody going to mess with us. We'll fit right in. I bet."
"Hmm, that mask will protect you against inhaled poison and gas, and allow you to see through smoke and fog."
"I wonder if we finally found a world without war and peace...because everyone is carrying weapons like this that there is no more war. I bet that's where we are."
"Please, Hektir. Corral your retarded thoughts to the back of your mind before you speak."
Tsin takes one of the eggs, and examines it more closely.
Zephtry spits near Tsin's feet, not going to be told whether he can arm himself or not.
"When you guys are ready, I'll track the hut." Zephtyr is ready to move on.
"Hektir might be right, Tsin, those guys yelled at us and then when we didn't have weapons like theirs they attacked. Maybe if we had shown them our weapons we could have all shared some moonshine and none of this would have happened?"
Quinn grabs a rifle weapon and starts fiddling with it. "Not so different than a crossbow, you point and pull the trigger, right?" He also throws a handful of the masks into his haversack.
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"Alright then. Gather around. All of you." Once the party is gathered together, Malavarius weaves a powerful illusion over the group, shrouding them in the garb and appearance of the uniformed men they'd fought. "Hektir, lad. Walk with us while we track that blasted hut. Zeno, fly ahead a bit and warn us if you spot any trouble."
Zeno sighs, but nods his head before winging off in the direction the hut fled.
Tracking the hut is easy enough that likely anyone could do it, and it's simplicity itself with an accomplished tracksmage in your midst, pimples or no.
After several miles, the forest ends abruptly at a muddy field riddled with snow-rimmed craters and punctuated by gnarled trees, twisted coils of barbed wire, and deep trenches. Beyond a high fence about 1,000 feet away, cracked and blackened onion domes hint of a ruined temple reaching for the stormy sky, where dark clouds churn and boil. Eerie gray shadows dance and writhe across the dusky landscape, giving it the appearance of a maggot-riddled corpse.
Pems whistles. "Nice atmosphere. I bet great things happen here. I mean, real miracles and happy parties."
Zephtyr walks and tracks, and is pretty glad he can't see himself (and the pimples) as he does. As he walks, he toys with his rifle, playfully pointing it at his companions and pretending to shoot. It's pretty funny.
"Hektir might be right, Tsin, those guys yelled at us and then when we didn't have weapons like theirs they attacked. Maybe if we had shown them our weapons we could have all shared some moonshine and none of this would have happened?"
Tsin tilts her head, with a light shake. "You seem to be suggesting that these guns are extensions of your manhood, meant to be on display to the rest of community to reassure all others that you belong. So much resting on the weapon of death to always be in their possession? Is there a god of guns? Do they pray to her, I wonder? What do you think that litany must sound like?"
The swordswoman holds up one of the bolt-actions, and pretends to pray. "This is my rifle. There are many like it but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle I am useless." She opens her eyes, rolling them at the same time.
Quinn is mildly amazed to see that his companions are easy to tell apart despite their new images. Tsin still talks about manhood likes she's obsessed with it. Hektir is still the most likely to injure himself, or spit. Pems still says the exact opposite thing that Quinn is thinking. It's business as usual as they head toward the war torn ruined temple framed by an evil sky.