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Amarok stands at the foot end of the bridge and calls upon his KI to strengthen his skin, giving it the appearance of tough oak, as well as lightening his step across the snow. Checking the winds, the Monk takes out his bow and oils the string against the cold weather. The last time the winds were strong like this, Archery was difficult, I best be careful. The Monk ponders as Lurgh and Calomel discuss who should go first.
"If you wish to go first, go ahead, I can keep you covered and then move across. I may not look it but I am nimble on my feet."
As you make your way across the bridge, large humanoid creature rushes the bridge. Before you know what is going on, it violently shakes the bridge.
Calomel and Lurgh I will need you to make a strength check, at DC 9, to hold on to the rope bridge.
Combat: Round 1
Bold May Act
Amarok
Lurgh
Calomel
Wiem
Kyra
Shiori
GM
Believe I answered everything.
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Amarok, keeping an eye on the bridge is taken aback by the sudden appearance of the Yeti, marvelling at the camoflauge it naturally possess. With a focused stance, Amarok enters his own Snake style and then takes a step to the edge of the bridge, not yet stepping upon it.
Taking a deep breath he lets fly with three arrows, preserving his Ki for now. On the third arrow, the Monk puts all of his focus into the shot.
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immunities and weaknesses please.
Shiori casts shocking grasp and moves up a few feet passing it off to Silverbite mumbling something about forgetting to cast spells for greater alertness.
Silverbite flies off her shoulder and into the Yetis Space.
plus 3 more if its wearing or holding something metal.
Amarok strikes the beast with all three arrows.
Lurgh moves off the bridge with ease and approaches the beast. The creature takes a swing but is unable to connect. Lurgh then sends a fan of flames its way. However it is able to avoid some of it.
Calomel follows Lurgh off the bridge, activates a wand and drops into a stance.
Wiem attempts to cross the bridge, but the wind whips him off almost immediately.
Kyra steps towards the edge and blesses the party.
Shiori recalls that Yeti's are immune to cold, but are weak to fire. Shiori then cast a spell and transfers it to her familiar. The dragon moves towards the Yeti and delivers the spell.
The Yeti attempts to cast a spell defensively.
Lurgh and Calomel needs to make a DC 19 will save.
Combat: Round 2
Bold May Act
Amarok
Lurgh
Calomel
Wiem
Kyra
Shiori
GM
Combat over.
Amarok finishes the beast with his flurry of arrows.
Wiem finally makes it up the chasm. And everyone else slowly crosses the chasm.
After defeating the yeti the PC's hear a roaring echo from the west as five more yetis approach menacingly around a nearby mountain. As the yetis draw close, the PCs notice a thin, blue-skinned humanoid sitting atop the shoulders of the lead yeti. She wears fur-lined rags, and bears a statuette of a yeti that protects her from the cold, similar to the one the PCs wear.
She leans down and says something to the yetis. They all stop in place then she calls out to the PCs in common,“One of me knows you. You are they who swayed karma to grant me this breath. Well met, friends, in the shadow of my darkest self.”
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Amarok watches the oncoming Yetis and reflexively tightens his grip on his darkwood bow, fearing another confrontation with them may cost them much more than the last. The monk is taken off guard by the appearance of the blue-skinned woman and his grip loosens slightly.
Amarok bows to the speaker and replies to herr.
"Well met friend, Jujanil I presume?"
She shakes her head no,“I am Sharaheen, once called Bakten. I thought to end my karmic cycle as that self, but I saw the need to persevere. Had I died as Bakten, my dark self would have risen. My dark self, also known to you as Jujanil is ur veiled life, our darkest self. She sought to break from the cycle of souls, to become undead and all-powerful. She is a fragment now, a cursed shard. She bides her time in a pocket dimension, awaiting my departure from this plane. So great was her stealth, it took me two lifetimes to find her. I am now too weak to confront her myself. I beseech you to help me end her misbegotten days.”
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Wiem Weems casts healing magic at the fallen yeti. "The elements won't kill it, no reason for it to die defending it's territory that we are just passing through."
When he hears the other yeti, he almost calls for C-one before realizing he left the eagle back.
At the blue skinned person's appearance his own purple throat expands in a caught breath. Her story is equally exciting and confusing to the soldier. Death is death in the jungle and one just hopes to eat and not be eaten.
"Of course, we would be happy to help. That's how I first met the Pathfinders: helping my tribe."
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Amarok bows once more and holds out his hands apologetically, not wishing to insult their ally, reborn of Bakten.
"I do apologise for my incorrect assumption, yes, it would be best if your darkest self is not left free to inhabit your next soul-cycle. I accept your request for aid." Amarok then speaks again after a moment' thought "Pray tell, what do you know of your veiled life? And do you know how to get into the dimension?"
She smiles back at Amarok and Wiem,"I do not know much of my veiled life itself. Just of Jujanil and the darkness she holds."
As you make your way up the cliffs crimson carnage stains the snow atop the northern escarpment. Ten frost-covered corpses lie decapitated and half-buried near a collapsed tree protruding from a nearby snow bank.
Each of the decapitated corpses carry crimson, demon-faced disk on an iron chain. Kyra notices these as unholy symbols of Fumeiyoshi.
A jagged tower stretches 50 feet into the sky before disappearing into the thick storm clouds and blinding snow flurries.
Twin iron doors stretch ten feet up the jagged pagoda’s side. The doors are painted with a hideous crimson visage ringed by two sets of spiraling script. No handles, rungs, or keyholes are visible, only a small, dark depression that serves as the snarling facade’s mouth.
Kyra recognizes the visage on the door as Fumeiyoshi symbol as well.
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Shiori glances at the Yeti before reading the tien script, then she looks to Sharaheen,
So are these yeti friends of yours? What happened with the one that attacked us?
She then pauses before remembering her companions might not speak tien,
Oh um it looks like the door wants shiney gold in its mouth
She then taps herself with a wand or two and uses a scroll on Silverbite.
Heightened awareness
Mage armor on the companion
and once we get the doors open, before entering I will use a shield wand.
Do you think we should take some of those creepy disk things?
Sharaheen looks to shirori,“Old friends of an old self. I, who was Rianon, once cured the yetis of a fearsome blight. Days past, they found me on the mountainside, and brought me here—but no further, dreading the same fate as their fallen kin. Glacial Rose, the one who attacked you, originally went to the tower to defeat the evil that lurks there, but some how turned.”
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“Give me gold, for I am want. Make it shine so I can flaunt. Place it in my hungry maw, so as to show my master awe. Do this as it pleases me, and I’ll unbar the door for thee.”
Looks like the doors at some of those less reputable bathhouses of Goka. You put a gold coin into the slot and someone opens the door... If you're lucky.
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Amarok frowns at the wanton display of death here, that the slain were worshippers to an evil and heartless god does not matter, only a savage leaves decapitated remains in the snow. He does not touch the bodies and keeps a wide berth from them, carefully brushing snow and dirt from his boots with a cloth from his pack. Examining the doorway he thinks thoughtfully over the Tien riddle.
"Mayhaps we are to cast a light upon a Gold coin and pass it through the slot? It cannot hurt us to so but there may be trial or trap here. I will gladly give a coin, though I cannot create light."
Amarok takes a coin from his pouch and offers it those who can create light.
Calomel approaches the door and drops the single coin in....nothing happens.
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Make it shine... If I were to polish a coin, I would use circular motion, perhaps we need move something in a similar way.
Lurgh starts to see if there is something on the door that will turn. Failing that he looks the the symbols of Fumeiyoshi.
Perhaps one of these would fit in the hole and could be turned?
When Lurgh displays the symbol of Fumeiyoshi to the door, they swing inward allowing access to the tower.
Broad steps descend into a large hall. Between two smoking braziers looms a red-veined marble statue of a humanoid with three eyes and jagged tusks, its twisted claws clutching a naginata. Beyond, two sets of stairs flank a tapestry depicting a titanic struggle between the same fiendish menace and a jade-clad warrior. Along the pagoda’s eastern arc, several burlap sacks slump haphazardly, while near the western curve squats a hefty, straw-lined cage.
The twin braziers cast the hall in . The statue represents the god Fumeiyoshi.
The tapestry depicts the scene
Fumeiyoshi is shown sundering a piece of the other's jade armor. Then, the Lord of Envy gloats over his fallen enemy with the shard of jade held high, while in the final panel, Fumeiyoshi thrusts the shard into an arcane circle where it crumbles to dust, activating a nearby portal in a graveyard.
Each burlap sack is filled with 30 pounds of rice. The cage is unlocked.
Headless automatons haul the burlap sacks stacked behind the tapestry to an unseen area. They seem to pay you no mind when you approach. These things look a lot the headless creatures that were covered in snow.
Behind the tapestry, a gigantic cylinder nearly fills this alcove and emits the rancid smell of fermented rice. A large pipe ascends from the machinery, carrying the pungent fluid away from the distillation apparatus before disappearing into the stone tiles above.
@Kyra, see Shioris tab
@Kyra, see Shioris tab
Best is will, Middle is Reflex, Worst is fortitude.
blood drain, create spawn, disease (filth fever)