[PBP Gameday V] GM Zinou's Sky Key Solution [TIER 1-2] (Inactive)

Game Master Zinou

Dewdrop misses her blow. This guard seems well armored!

Ptolomeo

Ptolomeo moves at the air elemental and shows his axe to it.

"Take this, boy!"

battleaxe + freebooter's bane: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 161d8 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Ptolomeo kills the elemental with a mighty blow!
The two men approach swiftly the dwarven healer, understanding he's the one who supports the party. The quickest one misses but the other one opens a wide wound on the dwarf's shoulder.

Red vs Forgrim: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
for Longsword: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Green vs Forgrim: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

The Aetheric Reservoir - Round 3 - Party's up!
Forgrim [3/10], Agirran, Dewdrop, Ptolomeo, Kyran, Tenibri [-1/8, stable]
Foes

Ptolomeo rushes to the red harbinger and swings his battleaxe in the air against him, but he misses the target this time.

battleaxe: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 121d8 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Ptolomeo misses his swing, too wide to hit the trained guard.

Forgrim [3/10], Agirran, Dewdrop, Kyran!

With the sword slashing in his shoulder, Forgrim waver for a second or two on his feet. With blood running down his shoulder, he look at the two fighters.

"I'm nae out of this fight yet"

Passing between both of them, he calls again on the divine energy of his god and release it in the room. Healing both himself and Tenibri.

channel: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Tenibri's back in the game! Agirran, Dewdrop, Kyran and Tenibri [4/8, prone] are up!

The two lads seem to be quite astonished at the burst of positive energy.

The wayang awakens as Forgrim's healing magic ripples through his body. Seeing one Harbinger standing over him, he exerts extreme caution with his actions, acting to only defend himself until he can get away from the immediate threat. He draws his dagger (move action) and uses it to keep the Harbinger away, if needed. (Total Defense, standard action, +4 AC for 1 round)

Tenibri tries to get the dwarf's attention. "Forgrim, step back please. I have a plan but I don't want to catch you in it."

Dagnabbit! My post from yesterday is missing!

Kyran points at the RED harbinger and yells "The fellow in red next, lads! The fellow in red!"

Longbow, Freebooter's Bane, Precise Shot, Deadeye Shot and Point-Blank Shot: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 261d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 = 4

Critical hit?: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 12 Nope!

Freebooter's Bane: All allies w/in 30' gain +1 to hit and damage against the RED harbinger.

greataxe v red (power attack, fury: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 2 = 8 damage: 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

SWISH!!

Dewdrop moves back a step, hoping to stay out of sword rangs, and tries for the man in red again, although she suspects a strike is unlikely.

ranged+fbb-into melee: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 3
Nope.

Pointing the red-clad harbringer, Kyran shoots very precisely and hurts the man, quite surprised to be hurt as he's clad in a good breastplate. However, Dewdrop and Agirran miss their blows!

The green-clad harbringer shouts something in Azlanti and the other steps up to flank the dwarven healer. The first one misses, his longword ripping on the healer's armor, but the swifter one's blow connect as he aims a joint with his short sword. Forgrim drops unconscious, bleeding.

Red vs Forgrim, flank: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 4 + 2 = 16

Green vs Forgrim, flank: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 2 = 24 Threat
Green vs Forgrim, flank, CONFIRM?: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13 Nope

for Short sword: 1d6 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 2 + (5) = 11

The Aetheric Reservoir - Round 4 - Party's up!
Forgrim [-3/10, need a stab check], Agirran, Dewdrop, Ptolomeo, Kyran, Tenibri [4/8]
Foes [Red@4 ; Green@]

Kyran smiles grimly "Keep it up, lads and lassies!"

Longbow, Freebooter's Bane, Precise Shot, Deadeye Shot and Point-Blank Shot: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 131d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 1 = 9

Freebooter's Bane: All allies w/in 30' gain +1 to hit and damage against the RED harbinger.

Re-roll. <waves his character folio>

Rerolling Longbow, Freebooter's Bane, Precise Shot, Deadeye Shot and Point-Blank Shot: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 24

Lying on the ground, Tenibri modifies his plan as the Harbingers change position and drop Forgrim. "Stay strong, dwarf. We'll finish them." He fishes a bit of butter out of his pouch, and rubs it between his fingers as he whispers words of arcane power. "Smarre"

Concentration, cast defensively, DC 17: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Ptolomeo rushes against the red-clad harbringer.

battleaxe + Freebooter's Bane: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 61d8 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 1 = 14

But misses his target, miserably.

Remember that you have an aid token, lads! :) Anyone can use it as an free action outside your round.

Kyran shoots a deadly arrow on the red-clad harbringer who falls to the ground, bleeding. Tenibri conjures grease on the remaining harbringer's weapon but he manages to keep his weapon in his hand. Ptolomeo misses his target.

Ref save DC 16: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Forgrim [-3/10, need a stab check], Agirran, Dewdrop!

GM, if no one objects by midnight, Kyran uses the Aid Token for a burst of healing.

spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Grease! Hey, I'm getting pretty good at this magic stuff!

greataxe v green (power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 damage: 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

SWOOSH!! Now I just need to remember how to KICK ASS!

GM, if no one objects by midnight, Kyran uses the Aid Token for a burst of healing.

Totally agree.

As Agirran misses his blow widely, a halfling clad as a pathfinder agent arrives in the room, panting. He looks around and makes a brief prayer.

"Desna, heal the wounds of the wanderers of time!"

As he says so, a burst of healing hits everyone except your fallen enemies for 1d6 ⇒ 1 hit points. Sigh... At least Forgrim's stabilized.

Dewdrop is still up!

The green dome overhead ripples and flexes, visibly weakened but still present. The same woman’s voice from earlier booms from everywhere and nowhere at once.

“This… this isn’t what I wanted. I wanted a world with purpose again—with certainty. But I suppose there is no greater way to die than in the same fiery cataclysm that marked Aroden’s first step toward divinity. Join me in martyrdom, Pathfinders, and try to die with some dignity.”

Tables, we no longer need any anchors successes! All that's left is to retake the vault!

ranged+fbb-into melee: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 7

Dewdrop feels ineffectual. It's as if the time stream stopped and all eyes were on her, only to watch her fail.

Ah, well, she decides. Nature will triumph eventually.

Looks like Dewdrop's afk. Let's bot her.

Dewdrop throws a gust of air at the remaining harbringer to end the fight but misses, at this point, the harbringer surrenders.

1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 - 4 = 9

Last moments to do something, fight's over and let's go narratively to the next part.

You heal the harmed and that's the moment where Kreighton Shaine's avatar chooses to speak with you.

“Good show, Pathfinders,” the injured form of Kreighton Shaine manages between blood-soaked coughs. “But Lady Arodeth is a true savant and driven to fanatical extremes. The same energies that infected her casters above have also seized her soul, and I fear she has already killed several of your fellow chroniclers. Or will have killed them. Blast, but this is confusing.”

Shaine props himself up to continue speaking. “However noble her goals may have been, if Lady Arodeth forces us to remain in this time, we will all die. If the Sky Key is still functional, you must reactivate it before the Starstone arrives.” The machines in this chamber begin to spark and smoke, and female bodies take shape from the green miasma.

Shaine continues, “She has learned to create temporal copies of herself, as I have. She can produce an army, left unchecked. Some teams will need to hold the line here, in this chamber, so that anyone confronting the true Lady Arodeth in the room beyond isn’t overwhelmed by these simulacra. You know your team’s capabilities better than I, but I promise you Lady Arodeth will be not yield easily.”

With that, the chorus of murky green figures announce, “I would have brought destiny back to this world.”

You now have the choice: either face a simulacrum of lady Arodeath in the room you're in or press forward to speak to her.

"Seems to me we're better at killing than figuring," says Kyran, eyeing the simulacra. "Seeing as they need someone to hold the line, I think that might as well be us. Anyone see it different?"

Agirran is already running in that direction. ;)

Tenibri hesitates. "I'm probably better at negotiation, but I suppose I'm not great at that either, so all's the same. I can call a couple more eagles, I think." He mutters, underneath his breath.

This is not an objection; this is in in-character acquiescence to the proposed plan. Dude just went down and isn't fully healed up yet. Combat doesn't sound fun to the wayang.

As Pathfinders defeat the furious simulacra, they disperse into foul mist that screams in anger before fading away entirely. Nearby, the true Lady Arodeth seems shaken by the destruction of her miasmic doppelgangers, and their deaths seem to sap her of her zealous rage.

Table GMs, this is Code Green. Code Green is in effect.

As you discuss, Kreighton Shaine quickly casts a spell and Agirran grows larger He cast enlarge person on you! The man growing a size means a threat to the simulacra and one of them attacks!

The Many Arodeaths - Round 1 - Fight! - Map updated
Agirran, Ptolomeo, Tenibri
Simulacrum
Forgrim, Dewdrop, Kyran

mwk greataxe (enlarged, power attack): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 damage: 3d6 + 9 ⇒ (1, 5, 3) + 9 = 18

SWISH! CLANG!!!

Not sure if he still has shield up (2 minute duration).

Tenibri moves quickly to one side of the pool. (move action) He opens his own conduits, siphoning some of the abundant magical energy that cascades through the room. Directing the energy, a shimmering portal appears near the simulacra, opposite Agirran. A shadowy eagle flies out and begins attacking the image of Arodeth.

Spending 1 arcane reservoir point to use Conjurer's Focus (standard action).

The eagle, this time a creature seemingly made of shadow (flavor only, no game effect), immediately begins an attack that flanks with Agirran.

Bite, flanking: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Talon, flanking: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Talon, flanking: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 2 = 10
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

"Torag will bless us all!"

Ptomoleo casts Bless on the party, then he moves more close to the Simulacrum.

Everybody gain +1 on attack rolls and saves vs. fear.

Did I missed something, I see my name in the initiative list, but last I checked I was at -2.

The asteroid looms impossibly large overhead, and the air grows stiflingly hot as the world itself begins to rumble. High overhead, the dome of green energy shudders, twists, and finally shatters, and Pathfinders’ bodies begin melting into flowing particles as the world slips away.

Just as quickly, you stumble as Bloodwatered Meadow coalesces beneath your feet, as it does for countless other Society agents. The wildflowers bob lazily in the wind, and nothing but a few still bodies stand as testament to the bloodshed and struggle of the past five hours. Kreighton Shaine, looking several years older, staggers to his feet and gives a nervous chuckle before climbing up a small knoll and waving his arms for the crowd’s attention.

“What we have all witnessed here today has been a remarkably journey that included sights no living soul on Golarion has witnessed. The Sky Key has allowed us to walk among the serpentfolk and Azlanti, gazing upon several of the greatest events to shape Golarion and the region that would one day become the Inner Sea. Let the catastrophe that we witnessed and narrowly escaped humble us and teach us so that we might find value in preserving the messages and wisdom those lost people may have left behind for us to discover. I think we all have some responsibility to remember those who passed so that our modern world can exist.

“We survived, Pathfinders. I am proud of your Unrivaled Accomplishment!”

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Congrats everyone. The stakes haven't been higher for a PbP Special, but everyone rose to the occasion. I've been watching the successes come in on the Google form and it's been exciting watching you inch closer and closer to the goal! There have certainly been some super tables out there, but it's fairly clear that everyone has been working hard and contributing to the group success. I'm super proud of you guys.

At this point, you have a chance to perform Downtime activity and roll for boons. Because the house earned an Unrivaled Accomplishment, everyone gets their Secondary Success Condition.

I'd like to send a big thank you to all of the players for participating in this event, and a big thank you to all the GMs who ran this. Running and playing in the Play-by-Post specials are a lot of work in a short time, and you rose to the challenge.

If you have any feedback about how this was run at all, please either email me at jmcteague@pathfindersocietyonline.com, or email Jesse at jesse@pathfindersocietyonline.com

"HEY! I'm myself again!! HAHA!! Isn't that great!!" He bellows. Agirran attempts to grab Tenibri up in a huge bear hug and spin around the flowerbed, kicking up vast clods of plants. "'GRAVITAS' I'M BACK BABY! HAHA!!"

unimproved grapple: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Spittle flies widely.

"Heh. I need a drink."

"The blessing of Torag has never been so quick and effective", the dwarf told when see his enemy defeat, before the combat start.

"Heh. I need a drink."

"Me too. You pay and we drink. Sounds fair to you?"

* CROAK *

"George agrees with me. Just let's go..."

Indeed Forgrim, but to speed things up, I admitted that everyone was healed.

The game's over, guys! I hope you had fun, although the end was quite messy. It wasn't the best written scenario I GM'd... :)

So what now, this is my first PFS game. Anything I should do now?

Over to the discussion thread :)