[PFC] GM Granta's Beyond Azlant Ridge (low) (Inactive)

Game Master Granta

@Amiri: Why did you wait to rage until after your attack? :-Þ

Maps

Round 1
Effects none

• Garn - shillelagh
  
• Amiri - raging (1)
  
• Leena
  
• Nerisiel
  
• Snowball
  
• Red - 2 damage
  
• Green
  
• Miriel

Off balance, Amiri can't get enough weight behind her swing to pierce the thick hide. Leena begins casting a spell, while her first spell misses its own attack. The timid Nerisiel fares even worse, and bangs his knuckles into the stone wall while drawing back for a swing.

Garn and Snowball are up.

Sorry I was hoping some window will open up 'cos Garn and Snowball can't do anything from there but seems nothing came up.

Not seeing an opening for himself or Snowball to engage the creatures, Garn directs Snowball to move back while he does the same, creating an opening for his allies to move back to either create an opening later or to draw the creatures back.

Maps

Round 1-2
Effects none

• Garn - shillelagh
  
• Amiri - raging (1)
  
• Leena
  
• Nerisiel - 7 damage, poisoned?
  
• Snowball
  
• Red - 2 damage
  
• Green
  
• Miriel - 9 damage, poisoned?

Garn and Snowball back up, making room for their allies. Both heads of the red-scaled snake bite Miriel, pumping poison into her blood. Nerisiel fares better though, dodging the first attack.

Everybody is up.

@Miriel: Two saves vs. poison.

@Nerisiel: One save vs. poison.

"Nerisiel!" Miriel cries out, and tries to see a way to the bard, to help. Not seeing any, she hesitates a moment: "No slash, is it evil? I don't know...". Taking another glance at Nerisiel alone she slips again to anger. "Ah, just die! Ugly, unnatural poison-beast, die! Shelyn, melme ar Ainulindalë!" she shouts and her blade flares up with holy fire. She follows with a wild swing at the snake-like creature.

Nerisiel tries to keep up her defenses despite the poison seeping into her body she flails badly at red trying to focus fire "Still here Miriel" She calls out in some pain

Amiri grits her teeth as she braces herself for another swing, throwing all her weight behind the blow. "Hang in there Nerisiel! Princess finally decided to REALLY fight!" she says with a broad grin.

Garn wait in delay, similarly holding Snowball back, until an opening comes.

@Miriel: They aren't evil. And please make a Fort save every round now.

@Nerisiel: Fortitude save every round now.

Maps

Round 2-3
Effects none

• Garn - shillelagh
  
• Amiri - raging (2)
  
• Leena
  
• Nerisiel - 7 damage, -3 CON (1/?)
  
• Snowball
  
• Red - 28 damage
  
• Green
  
• Miriel - 9 damage, -3 CON (1/?)

Miriel and Nerisiel succumb to the poison, and fail to hit the creatures back. Leena, Garn and Snowball wait for an opening. Amiri opens a large cut in the snake, but not large enough for her allies to pass through.

Now that the Pathfinders are fully alert, they easily avoid all of the snakes' attacks!

Everybody is up.

Ha! Slashing works just fine. Confidence surging, Amiri winds up and tries to deliver another devastating blow!

"They are poisonous as well"

Botting Leena's spells from second round

she may also cry out "The eagles are coming" As a celestial Eagle appears behind the red two headed snake and attacks it

Was waiting for the damages on red to resolve before she decides to redirect. If red isn't dead, then they would go to him.

Seeing that Nerisiel is blocked by the vicious serpent, Leena raises her symbol of Desna once more!: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 4) = 10 Nerisiel and Miriel's wounds close while the snake is denied the holy warmth. She skips back to give Garn and Amiri more room to work with.

"By all holy, this burns!" Miriel cries out when the poison works in her wound. She manages a small prayer to her goddess: "Varyavanië", and the wound closes a bit. She then takes a step back, pulls out her vial of antitoxin and chugs it. "Nerisiel, hang on! We'll paint the room with snake innards!"

Neither of Leena's spells deal damage, but the eagle's flank does turn Amiri's miss into a hit.

@Leena: You would have to move into the room to heal Nerisiel. Channels don't spread around hard corners.

Maps

Round 2-3
Effects none

• Garn - shillelagh
  
• Amiri - raging (3)
  
• Snowball - 8 damage, poisoned?
  
• Leena
  
• Nerisiel - -3 CON
  
• Green - 7 damage
  
• Miriel - -3 CON

Miriel steps back from combat to drink a potion, which helps her successfully resist the poison. Garn rushes into the gap, but catches his club on the wall and misses the snake. Amiri finally drops the red-scaled creature, allowing Snowball to rush into the room and bite the remaining snake. Leena's healing light closes up all of the Pathfinders' wounds. Nerisiel carefully draws back, and also resists the poison.

The last snake bites Snowball once, drawing blood and delivering its poison.

Everybody is up. Fortitude save from Snowball.

Spiritual Weapon on Green: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Eagle Bite on Green: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Eagle Talon on Green: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Eagle Talon on Green: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Eagle Bite Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Eagle Talon Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Eagle Talon Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1

As her summoned allies continue the fight, Leena steps forward and touches Snowball. "Desna guard you against its venom." she intones.

Surprise flank FTW!

"You see Princess, anger is the best way to solve our problems!" Amiri storms into the next room to give the remaining creature a taste of her blade.

Nerisiel pulls out a wand and edges over to Miriel She looks to see the state of the other snake and sings "We may be feeling faint But we'll use your innards for paint" With some gusto if the snake is still alive or as an afterthought as she uses her wand on Miriel

"Now to end your wriggling dance!" Miriel shouts, her courage heightened by Nerisiel's song and the lessening of the pain. She rushes through the battle line of her companions, and slashes at the remaining large beast.

The snake's wriggling movement is too unpredictable, and her blade finds only stone. Sparks fly as she cuts a deep gash in the stone floor.

Provoking AoO from green I think.

Garn moves into the room and brings his club down on the remaining snake. Again he misses, smashing his club onto the floor.

Snowball snarls in pain as the snake bites into him, and the poison starts coursing into his body. Obedient to his master's command nonetheless, he fights tooth and nail and rips into the monstrous beast.

@Miriel: It looks like you didn't move your icon, and other characters have already taken up the close squares. Instead of retconning, I'm just going to double move you and ignore the nat 1.

@Garn: I've started shrinking the icons when creatures go unconscious. Leaving them big hinders the image, but removing them could cause problems for area effects. Since the poison acts on my turn, Leena's spell triggers first. Since you (and me) rolled before reading Leena's post, we'll use those results at the end of the scenario.

Maps

Round 3-4
Effects inspire courage +1

• Garn - 4 damage, poisoned?, shillelagh
  
• Amiri - 3 damage, poisoned?, raging (4)
  
• Snowball - 8 damage, -2 Con
  
• Leena
  
• Nerisiel - -3 CON
  
• Green - 22 damage
  
• Miriel - -3 CON

Miriel moves around the creature, drawing its attention, but the fangs can't penetrate her armor. Garn's club finds only air, while Snowball's claws dig through scales and find the soft flesh beneath. Amiri also misses, and looks frustrated enough for both herself and Garn. Leena slows the poison in Snowball's blood, and her eagle nips at one of the snake heads. Feeling safer, Nerisiel starts singing to inspire her allies.

Garn and Amiri each suffer a snake bite, and can feel the poison burning under their skin.

Everybody is up. Fort saves from Amiri and Garn.

With a flurry of talons, the noble eagle returns from whence it came. Leena raises her holy symbol once more to sooth the wounds of her allies.: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 5) = 10

Apologies, didn't realize Snowball hadn't been bit when Leena's turn came up. Edit: Oh good, I'm not as crazy as I thought. :)

@Leena: He had been. You acted before the second Fort save.

@GM, got it. I was just worried that Amiri's attack hived off a small snake. :)

Garn feels the poison burning as it courses into his body. Gritting his teeth to ignore the pain, he continues to club at the monstrosity.

Snowball snarls in pain as the poison attacks his system, but calms down somewhat from the brief respite that Leena granted. Completely focused on his foe, however, Snowball continues to rip into the two-headed snake.

Seething with hatred, Amiri takes advantage of the new tactical opportunity provided by her best frenemy. She can be useful occasionally... Channeling her ferocity into a singular blow, she turns on her heel and leverages the momentum from her step, hoping to bring the creature to it's end.

"AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" she screams with anger, pain, and determination.

"You slithering abomionations against nature's beauty, die!" Miriel screams while slashing again, not caring if her enraged swings hit the floor or the snakes.

Probably nothing there to kill anymore.

Miriel and Garn dodge around trying to find an opening, then Amiri smoothly lops off both serpents' heads with one swing of her enormous bastard sword. Leena quickly heals everybody's wounds, but poison still courses through Garn's veins.

If anybody would like to do something to help Garn deal with the poison, speak now.

@Garn: 5 Fortitude saves, please.

Moving quickly, Leena touches Garn with one small hand. "Desna guide you through this travail."

Guidance for a +1 to the next save, will not stack with any sucessful Heal checks to treat poison. Repeating as needed.

Damm Ninja'd by the cleric

"Maybe now would be a good time to use that antitoxin you bought back in Nantambu" Calls Nerisiel to Garn as she lets her rhyme fade

She ponders aloud as she surveys the scene"This place does seem to draw the multi headed serpents. Does that match with any stories you know Leena"

As the combat dies down and the adrenaline fade, the pain of the poison coursing through his body feels like fire burning within him. Garn can only nod at Nerisiel's reminder, swiftly pulls out his antitoxin and gulps it down. He grits his teeth, trying to push through the pain.

Battle finally over, Amiri drops out of her rage and slumps to the floor. Breathing hard, she takes in the scene. Seeing her suffering comrades, she gets back up and approaches them. "Hang in there, poison is rough... If only there was something I could do," she says between panting breaths.

"And stay dead! I'll.." Miriel starts shouting at the corpse of the mysterious snake beast, then stops abruptly. "Oh, no, is someone still hurt? Amiri, Garn, Nerisiel, do you still feel the poison burning? Is Snowball in pain?" Miriel blurts out as she runs around, checking everyone's wounds with her nonexistent skill.

The antitoxin wouldn't kick in until the second save, so unless somebody else has a way to help, you'll lose another Con: 1d3 ⇒ 2 before resisting on the third round.

Are there any lesser restorations available before we move along?

No lesser restorations here :/

"Miriel, I like you better when you're angry. If we are as prepared as we are going to get, I propose we continue forth. The faster we finish this, the faster we can get you all the help you need," Amiri says as she sheathes her sword and looks around the room. Once she completes her search, she stands by the exit of the room.

Nerisiel Does a sweep for magical stuff but is otherwise done. "Should we drag these creatures to the archaeologists and try to convince them again of the danger"

lesser restoration is for those that brought scrolls and front line. Nerisiel is not planning to be front line again any time soon

Totally forgot, there is loot in this room.

On one of the shelves, you find a very large, but broken shield and a heavy flail.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Leena blinks and shrugs.

Garn has only one casting of lesser restoration left in his scroll.

After the immediate pain of the poison has faded, Garn looks exhausted still from the effect of the poison through his body. He pulls out a scroll from his case on his belt, and ponders for a while. He looks up, walks over to Miriel, chants from the scroll and lays his hand on her. The scroll burns up in eldritch flames, its large charge consumed, as restoring magic flows into Miriel.

"Yes, clearly this place is still dangerous. Strange, however, that the archaeologists have not encountered this monstrous serpents, or if they are aware, not have warned us of them."

He hands a wand over to Nerisiel. "Again, could you help to use this on Snowball and myself?"

That done, Garn calls on the the divine elemental magic to infuse himself to strengthen his hide to that of bark.

spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

After an exaggerated pause and a recast of the spell Nerisiel also shrugs. "The flail has some form of magic on it. Not sure what kind though?"

Miriel is examining the wounds of her companions when she feels a hand on her shoulder. "Oh, that's better. Wait, no! Not me!" she says, jumping up. She looks at Garn, confused in her feelings. Not able to decide, she finally submits with a sigh. "I thank you, my friend, for your concern. I should appreciate your gesture, although my heart and training tell me to put the needs of others before myself. Still, now I can protect better, so your actions may have been for the best."

"The art describes it as a weapon used against creatures of serpentine kind. We can as well bring it along, if more of the unnatural forces are found", Miriel says and takes the flail, adding it to her weapon collection. She straigtens her dress up, and heads to the unexamined parts of the complex. Passing Amiri, she answers smugly: "Still, it is not anger, even if I get a bit exited". She walks forward, muttering to herself :"Stay calm, Miriel. Don't let her trigger you."

Dim light

This storage room is oddly darker, the light from the hallway doesn't penetrate beyond the doors.

Amiri rolls her eyes at Miriel's comment. Denial. The first step is always the hardest.

Noticing the peculiar lighting effect, Amiri stops. "Does anyone have an idea why light isn't entering that room like it should?" She stares hard at the phenomenon trying to garner some meaning out of it.

Not able to decide, she finally submits with a sigh. "I thank you, my friend, for your concern. I should appreciate your gesture, although my heart and training tell me to put the needs of others before myself. Still, now I can protect better, so your actions may have been for the best."

"There is no need for thanks. What is best for the tribe, I mean, for the party." Garn then turns to head back the passage with Snowball by this side.

Reaching the unnaturally dark room, Garn sniffs the air unconsciously, as if he can figure out the strange occurrence through scent. He picks up a loose pebble from the floor, summons light onto it and tosses it into the room.

sorry Garn got distracted by the lack of connection when doing the spellcraft check for got the umd rolls

Nerisiel tries to use the wand on Snowball and then Garn

Pleased with her success she hands the wand back to Garn with a smile "There you go"

Into the darker room she shines her wayfinder and tries to see if there is any explanation she can come up with for that
"No idea Amiri it could be magical"
and with that casts detect magic

The map got moved around a bit I've put us investigating the what looks to be the semi open door to the middle section rather than the final room on the top left of the map. Sorry if that is wrong

We are currently looking at the top left room.

Neither Garn's pebble nor Nerisiel's wayfinder brightens the room. The bard does sense magic inside, but isn't able to identify the source's properties.

"What should we do? Maybe an archaeologist knows more?" Amiri says, leaning against the wall, fiddling with the wrappings on her sword grip while they talk.

If the party doesn't make a decision by tomorrow's update, my dice will decide for you.