[PFS_PT_Aerondor] PT-01 Rosestreet Revenge (Inactive)

Game Master Aerondor

With a roar that echoes in the sewer walls, Flint steps forward and swings down at the kobold before him! [ooc]Step, Strike

ATK: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
ATK: 1d20 + 3 - 5 ⇒ (7) + 3 - 5 = 5

The warhammer strikes naught but stone twice... this time.

With an ally in danger, he keeps his hammer ready.

Calder ducks low to get on the same level as the kobolds, the swings his hatchet in a wide arc.

Action 1: Strike Red (inspired)
Action 2: Strike Blue (inspired, agile, sweep)
Action 3: Strike Green (inspired, agile, sweep)

Hatchet v Red: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 1 = 25 Damage (S): 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 = 5
Hatchet v Blue: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 15 Damage (S): 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 = 5
Hatchet v Green: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 8 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 1 - 8 = 6 Damage (S): 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 = 12
Crit damage v Red: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6

Bristor will advance, jumping into the sewer to get in the face of his adversary. assuming if the kobold can stand there, so can I?. He'll raise his shield and then thrust at the green kobold.

Actions: stride, raise shield, strike

attack w/ inspiration: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
dmg w/ inspirartion: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Ogren buried in taking notes almost completely misses the kobolds until the sounds of battle ring out. He looks up and Drops his notebook in surprise. After a moment, he Interacts with his sword, pulling it out, and then Strides up to the green kobold, splashing through the mucky sewer water for a second. He then tries to Strike the thing down, his sword making a deep and oddly melodic tone as it passes through the air.

Drop as a free action, Interact to draw, Stride through the sewers, and Strike to attack
Longsword, IC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 = 11
Damage, Slashing: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 = 12

Darius inspires the group! Flint strikes out, but without much effect as the kobolds duck and dive under his blows.

Calder has more luck, chopping the head off the red kobold and badly wounding the one with blue scales.

Bristor knocks the green kobold into the slow moving sewer, where it starts to float away, face down. Ogen closes on the battle but his own blow is just a tad too late.

The kobold sorcerer at the back continues to dance and shriek, this time some foul smelling dung is thrown at Bristor, along with a multitude of small missiles.

[spoiler=rolls]
magic missile on Bristor: 3d4 + 3 ⇒ (2, 4, 3) + 3 = 12
blue attack calder: 1d20 ⇒ 17
calder damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

Status, bold may post : Inspire courage active
Darius 6 damage
Bristor 12 damage
Flint
Calder 3 damage
Ogren
Kobolds
blue 5 damage

Ogren holds up his sword contemplating adding his voice to the Darius's song, but decides not to, and instead gives him a nod. "Keep that up, will you? I'm going to go take care of the one in the hysterics over there!" He then Strides across the sewers again, until he's right next to the little one, and Strikes out with his sword, a different note iterating out of the weapon.

Longsword, IC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6
Damage, Slashing, IC: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11

"Why of course, my friend! For we are heroes, and NO EVIL can withstand the forces of justice!"

1: Inspire Courage

He moves up to the corner and takes aim at the kobold with Purple highlights, hoping to aid Ogren from afar.

2: Stide. 3: Strike with my Shortbow.
Shortbow: 1d20 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Darius grins as his arrow seems to have made its mark.

Calder glares down at the blue scaled kobold. ”Just you now, little guy,” he sneers. He steps to the side to allow more people to get into the fight, then strikes with his axe and knife.

Action 1: Step
Action 2: Strike with hatchet (inspired)
Action 3: Strike with main-gauche (inspired)

Hatchet v Blue: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 1 = 6 Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 1 = 12
Main-gauche v Blue: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 1 - 4 = 19 Damage: 1d4 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 = 8

"Ooof, that kobold kicks harder than Five Mountains whiskey."

Bristor touch the blade of his rapier to his wounds, and it glows with a dull light as he is healed. He'll then Stride through the sewer water to the nearby kobold and Strike.

Single action somatic casting of heal using spell point, stride, strike

heal: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
attack w/ IC: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7
dmg w/ IC: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Flint steps to the edge and takes a powerful overhead swing:

ATK: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4, but slips on some detritus.

So he follows up with another:
ATK: 1d20 + 3 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 3 - 5 = 6

And spits out a few choice words.

Ogren threatens the caster, but doesn't manage to land a blow. Which doesn't matter quite as much as Darius's arrow looks pretty painful as it sprouts from the little creatures shouder.

Calder catches the kobold with with Main-garche, gutting the creature who squeels once as he goes down.

Bristor finds the blessing the the lucky drunk works as well in the sewer as it does on the surface, although even he doesn't want to risk a drink down here. Flint, well, you are starting to wonder if he really is a dwarven warrior or someone in disguise as one.

The pink kobold takes a guarded step backward before shrieking and dancing as more motes of power spring from its fingertips and into Ogren this time.

magic missile: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (1, 2) + 2 = 5

Status, bold may post : Inspire courage active
Darius 6 damage
Bristor 6 damage
Flint
Calder 3 damage
Ogren 5 damage
Kobolds
pink 7 damage

"Stand tall, my friends! We are ever so closer to victory!"

1. Inspire Courage

Darius runs around the corner to get a better shot at the pink kobold.

2. Stride. 3. Strike!

Shortbow: 1d20 + 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 + 1 = 5
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Calder splashes across the stream of sewage, stepping on the fallen bodies of the kobolds he and his companions had slain. He reaches the other side and moves down the walkway until he can turn the corner to follow the kobold spellcaster. As he does so, he finds the caster within reach, and he smiles once again. ”Well, hello there,” he says as he brings his axe down toward the kobold.

Actions 1+2: Stride total of 50 ft
Action 3: Strike with Hatchet (inspired)

Hatchet v Pink: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10 Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6

Ogren's eyes narrow as the motes fly into his flesh. "That hurt."

He steps up to the little thing and takes a swing one way and then the other, trying to cut down the offending kobold, A different note playing out from the weapon each time.

Stride if needed, then Strike, Strike and possibly Strike?
Longsword, IC 1st: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 1 = 24
Damage, Slashing, IC: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

Longsword, IC, 2nd: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 5 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 1 - 5 = 8
Damage, Slashing, IC 2nd: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 = 8

Longsword, IC 3rd?: 1d20 + 4 + 1 - 10 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 - 10 = 1
Damage, Slashing, IC 3rd?: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 = 6

Bristor focuses his efforts at bringing down the Dragon Shark in front of him.

attack 1: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

dmg 1: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

attack 2: 1d20 ⇒ 18

dmg 2: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

And finally he'll Raise his shield.

The wiley kobold avoids most of the Pathfinder's attacks. However it cannot dodge all of them, and Ogren catches it with a massive blow that drops it.

The sounds of battle can be heard just to the south, but very quickly finish as Fazgyn emerges with a big grin on his face. "Shark tail soup for dinner!"

He looks around "[b]Well done tall people! I will tell estemed leader of you success.

You quickly loot the bodies before leaving, find a 8sp, scroll, a magical hat - that appears to have been repeatedly rumpled by a meaty fist

On the sorcerer you also find a waterlogged journal...

See handout #5 in maps package

"Good job, everyone!" Darius claims triumphantly. "Oof, my sides hurt." He feels one of the bruises where the missiles struck him. "Is anyone else injured?"

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

"This hat has been... brutalized by a tentacle. How odd." He takes the magical hat. "If we had the time I would try to analyze it."

"That was.... not my best showing. I apologize. At least we found a lead." Flint looks over the paper. "It's not an answer, but it brings us closer to one. Let's bring this back posthaste."

"No worries, Flint," Calder says as he cleans off his blades. "I didn't exactly show my merit against the Barbers, but slaked my axe's thirst to its fill today. We all have off days." He pats the dwarf on the shoulder and walks past him, whistling the haunting tune of a favorite (and almost definitely violent) sea-shanty. After cleaning his weapons, he goes through the pockets of the kobolds and robs them of everything he finds.

Any weapons on these guys?

The kobolds have three slings, three picks and a staff on them, aside from the gear listed above.

Calder collects the picks from the kobolds and offers them around to his companions. "If none of you are interested, I'll be hocking these for cash later. Just let me know if you wanted to hold onto one."

After collecting his booty, Calder reads takes his turn to read over the journal. "Alright. Sounds like we got some names here. Folks we can watch out for, I s'pose. Make sure they stay safe and all? Sounds like a good way to get paid to me."

You return to the Grand Lodge and receive a missive from Ambrus, who is too busy to talk with you directly.

I've had another team also turn up a clue. All the murdered people were former slaves who were hidden for a time in the Sanguine Thorn. The Sanguine Thorn was an inn that was frequented by worshippers of Milani. Oddly, nobody in the Precipcie quarter, where it was located, in the last twenty years has heard of that inn.

You head off toward the precipice. The dangerous, undead ridden, area has gates that are sealed between dusk and dawn. The guards warn you "We won't be opening these for anyone, no matter what they say. Make sure you are out before sundown."

You follow directions to where the Thorn was reputed to have been before the massive earthquake...

Through a shroud of heavy fog, the twisted silhouettes of ruined structures loom over the broken cobblestone path. What was once the corner of an intersection is now an imposing chasm. The mouth of the crater is large enough to have swallowed a colossal beast, but mist, detritus, and darkness obscure the bottom. Numerous shards of stone and debris jut out from the inner walls as if the cavernous hole is baring its teeth all the way down.

"This looks like fun." Flint speaks with obvious sarcasm. He looks around and down, hoping to get a glimpse of what to expect (or how to get down.) Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Is this a new day?

Calder looks down into the chasm and sighs. He pulls his pack off and sets it down before beginning to dig through it. He pulls out a large, three-sided hook and a length of rope, then begins tying the rope to the hook. "Anybody else bring any climbing gear? This is all I brought with me, and if this is supposed to be where the Thorn was, we might have some climbing to do."

"How unfortunate. Surrounded by a realm to the undead and a bottomless chasm underneath."

"I don't have climbing gear on me, not even a rope. Maybe we should return and purchase the rope, at least."

"I've got 50 feet of solid hemp rope in my pack. Looks down, trying to figure out how much rope we'll need.

I would have cast a burst heal after the kobold fight, so everyone heals 2 from that, and more if we got to sleep.

Ogren hustles up and pulls out another bundle of rope. "I've got about fifty feet of good spider silk rope! It's light but it's just as strong as hemp. Hopefully this should be enough." He says peering into the hole.

With the 2 points of healing Ogren is good for a bit, even if it's not another day.

If anyone is weakened I can cast Soothe.

Yes, this can be a new day

Flint spots a warped and worn oaken sign with the name of the Sanguine Thorn painted above an ornate carving of a crimson rose, blood dripping from its thorns.

Looking down there are some handholds, but the climb is not easy. There are spots to fix a rope if you have one.
DC 14 athletics, or 10 with a rope.

Religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 Flint points out the sign, but there's no meaning to the dwarf.

"Bristor, pass over that rope. Let's do this."
Athletics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8 Flint is the unluckiest Pathfinder I've ever seen.

"Ah, the days of old, when you could just be... average."

RIP Take 10. Although frankly I always forgot about it.

Athletics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

Darius repels down the rope, like a true hero would!

Looks like Darius stole all of Flint's luck.

Flint finds himself unable to progress down the wall for the moment. Darious however skips down with almost contemptuous ease.

Bristor hikes his pants up, and attempts to follow Darius' lead.

Ath check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Bristor also finds it hard.

Just keep up the checks, if you get a 4 or less, you fall. 14 gets you down, otherwise keep trying. So far only Darius is actually down.

Flint tries to untangle himself:

Athletics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Athletics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 And with that, Flint finally makes it down...

Ogren hooks one end of his rope to a solid looking piece of stone sitting on the edge and then starts his decent, while thinking about the sign that Flint pointed out.

Athletics: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Bardic Lore: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

He gets so distracted thhinking about the connection to Milani and the note they found in the sewers that he almost falls off the rope.

Athletics: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

This time actually focusing on the task he realizes he barely even need the rope and could have hopped down most the way.

Bristor keeps trying.

Athletics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Athletics: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

And he falls . . .

Calder takes a glance at the sign as he secures his hook on an open window sill.

Religion: 1d20 ⇒ 6

He stays focused on the interesting thing at hand, however, and takes some time to climb down his rope.

Athletics, Armor penalty: 1d20 + 4 - 3 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 3 = 21
Athletics, Armor penalty: 1d20 + 4 - 3 ⇒ (8) + 4 - 3 = 9

He easily makes it down in the first bound, essentially repelling down the rope. "Ah! Just like climbing around in the rigging on the ship," he says with a grin.

Can anyone make Religion checks? Maybe I'm confusing it with lore checks.

I rolled a 1 so it doesn't matter lol.

Flint falls twenty feet, landing hard on the ground. Bristor, thinking that looked the fast route down, quickly joins him. Flint realises that the old line about "It's not the fall that hurts, its the landing" should be modified to include "and the pathfinder than lands on top of you". Still, it seems to have worked out for Bristor who doesn't look that badly hurt.

Calder shows the others how it is done, and soon the team is arranged again at the bottom of the pit, somewhat sore.

I've wiped all your damage from the sewers, as I figure you have had time to rest

Those falling can try an acrobatics check to reduce damage, I'll roll these for you to keep things moving.
acrobatics,F,B: 2d20 ⇒ (4, 16) = 20

The fog remains thick at the bottom of the hole. Broken bedrock, hunks of wattle, and splintered lumber—all lightly dusted with sea salt—sink into the mud. The lurching profile of a bowed and broken structure stands here, its walls little more than rows of warped timbers, covered in withered vines, that converge at strange angles. The door on this side of the wall is missing from its frame.

Please select an exploration tactic, and let me know any special abilities such as trapfinding. Also the mist makes everthing concealed, and the broken terrain at the bottom of the pit is difficult.

Status,
Darius down,
Bristor down, 5 damage
Flint down, 10 damage
Calder down
Ogren down

Once Calder reaches the bottom of the chasm, he takes in his surroundings...and doesn't much like what he sees. "This place looks pretty rough," he says, drawing his weapons and standing ready to face whatever danger might present itself while keeping himself out of sight as much as possible.

I'll be Sneaking for my exploration tactic.

Stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

"I can call upon some of my magical reserves to Soothe your wounds." Darius offers his services. "But Calder is a man of the faith, he may be better suited for this."
I can cast Soothe twice today. Each casting heals 1d6 +4 HP.

Darius looks around. "I'll search for traps, again." He begins Searching for traps.
I am Trained in Thievery.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Darious notices a large patch of mud near the western doors (now marked). Stepping into tht might be very nasty if you were sucked down into it.

No real way to disarm it, but you could go around it..

Calder looks back over his shoulder, a perplexed expression written on his face. "You're barking up the wrong tree if you're looking for a man of faith with me," he hisses. "Talk to Bristor. At least he'll help get you drunk to forget the pain."

Flint shakes off the damage as best he can. "That was a right nasty fall. I'm not entirely sure I can fix it all, and would gladly take some help." The dwarf closes his eyes for a moment Heal: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (1, 2) + 2 = 5 "Yeah, I could use a spot o'that."

Exploration: Defending

Bristor laughs off the embarrassing fall. Dusting himself off, he'll drink the minor elixir of life that the V-C gave them.

1d6 ⇒ 4

Exploring: Defending

"Keep your eyes peeled. If there is one trap there may be others."

Ogren gives a couple of winces as he watches the dwarf falls in and then the cleric falling on top of him. "Well, I guess that's one way down. There's not much I can do for wounds... Bristor healed us up some earlier, maybe he'll help in thanks got being a cushion?"

Ogren casts a small cantrip, and waits as a small wave of magic washes out of him, hoping he'd find a ping of some kind of magic back. "I'll try keeping an eye out for any spells or magic items in the area."

Taking the Detect magic tactic

I can heal Flint, but given it's only 5 hp (after Flint's self-heal), soothe as offered by Darius might be better spent now, or the elixir