[PFS/DMK] 0-13 The prince of Augustana (Inactive)

Game Master Kludde

Max bends over to pick up a small rock, and holds it in his hand as he says a quick prayer. "Grant your servant the light of the sun."
The small rock begins to give off a magical glow, and he smiles and passes it to Cyrus.
"Here you go. Don't say I never gave you anything."

Cyrus hands the rock back, shaking his head at the man."I have weapons to wield I can not be holding a rock." Cyrus marches down the stairs.

"Right, sorry."
Of course he needs his hands free, Max. What are you thinking?
Max hangs onto the glowing rock, keeping it in his free left hand and doing his best to hold it so that it lights the way for the Half Elf.

heh, yeah the fighter might want to be ready to fight...

As Cyrus rounds the corner, he sees the settling pools. A makeshift wooden bridge spans the stream of disgusting filth flowing through this revolting place. Two mens sit aournd bored on the south end of the bridge, fiddling with spiked chains. A third, somewhat up higher, seems to be busy making some kind of concoction.

Oy one of the men says in a thick Andoran accent you with that sword! Drop that right now.

You took a wrong turn, eh? Yeah, drop that shiny gear of yours, and that money pouch, and we'll let ya go. Drop it right now, or else...

Shayla, who's at the rear, hears the commotion. "What's happening?", she whispers to the others.

Darn, why am I stuck in the rear?

If possible, Shayla will force herself past the others, until she's behind Cyrus. "Oy! Who are you?!", she yells at the men.

Oy! This one has pointy ears. Mayhaps they don't hear too well. I told you to drop your stuff and leave. You deaf, moss-roller?

Shayla's head turns red and she puts away her swords, then takes her longbow. "Come here, and I'll give it to you! Or are you scared, little boy?!"

These men won't let us go without a fight. I might as well strike first while I can. I don't want our quest to end here.

"Sorry Cyrus, may I?" After pushing Cyrus a bit to the side, Shayla fires two arrows at the man that called her daft. And my guess is this starts combat?

Arrow 1: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17 +2 versus humans
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1 +2 versus humans
Arrow 2: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12 +2 versus humans
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8 +2 versus humans

Initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Shayla agressively fires a volley of arrow at the foul-mouthed man, who responds Oy! before he drops into the sewer.

Everyone but Hothan can act before the thugs

---
Cyrus
Shayla - Fires arrows
Maxwell
Chyras
Parumartish
---
FD
Thug - Dead
Thug
--
Hothan

Cyrus steps forward to guard the bridge making it a bottle neck so that only one attacker can come across at a time.

"Darn girl, 'avent you 'eard of tact?
Well, no use now. Let's get a warmup for whatever is to come later,"

Standard: Chyras draws the light crossbow from his back.
Move: He moves to position himself on the square below Shayla.

"Oy!", Shayla replies when her target drops into the sewer.

I like that word, I think I'll keep using it.

"Nothing as tactful as a pre-emptive strike."

---
Cyrus - Moves
Shayla - Fires arrows
Maxwell
Chyras - Moves
Parumartish
---
FD
Thug - Dead
Thug
--
Hothan

Cyrus will also sheath his sword and draw a javelin.

Parumartish slides past Hothan and produces a flask of acid from his bag.

Well, that escalated quickly! Shayla is definitely not to be trifled with.
Max moves to follow Cyrus as he takes position on the bridge. Once they get there, Max sees his intention and decides to help him out. Touching Cyrus on his shoulder he bestows a small blessing on the Half Elf.
"This should help..."

oy!

As the adventurers scramble up to get close to the thugs, the front thug calls out Firedrake!, and looks expectantly at the person in the back.

Firedrake throws an item at Cyrus - but misses.

Range touch: 1d20 ⇒ 10

The thug, seeing the failure of the plan, moves over the bridge to attack Cyrus.

Spiked chain, Trip: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Cyrus again evades the attack, and is ready to retaliate

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Cyrus - Moves
Shayla - Fires arrows
Maxwell- Touch of good
Chyras - Moves
Parumartish - Move, get flask
---
FD - Throw item
Thug - Dead
Thug - Trip
--
Hothan
Cyrus
Shayla
Maxwell
Churas
Paru

Chyras takes out a bolt, loading his crossbow, then aiming to shoot at the thug in front of Cyrus.
Release bolt: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Max slashes at the gang member in front of Cyrus with his Scimitar, looking to put him down before that chain of his does anything useful.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
If a hit, Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

If the thug is taken out by someone before this action is resolved, then Max will move to attack the one named Firedrake.

Cyrus drops his javelin to the side, draws his longsword and strikes at the thug. Yelling at Max."Move back so I fight!!"

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Cyrus drops his javelin to the side, draws his longsword and strikes at the thug. Yelling at Max."Move back so I fight!!"

[dice=Attack] 1d20+3
[dice=Damage] 1d8+2

Edit: to hit is 14 (+1 from Max's spell)

"What are you aiming for, Firedrake?!", Shayla shouts at the man in the back. She moves 15 feet South, and fires an arrow at the man named Firedrake.

Arrow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23 +2 versus humans
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5 +2 versus humans

"That's how you aim!"

Maxwell and Cyrus busy themselves with the thug in front of them, but both of them fail to connect. Chyras releases a bolt at the same thug, but in his care not to hit Maxwell, he also misses the thug.

Shayla shows how its done by hitting Firedrake straight in the chest. Miraculously, the alchemist survives.

--
Hothan
Cyrus - Atack
Shayla - Attack
Maxwell - Attack
Chyras - Attack
Paru
---
FD (7)
Thug - Dead
Thug

Channeling arcane power through the acid, Parumartish conjures a glob of the corrosive substance and lobs it at the one called "Firedrake".

Paru casts acid splash at Firedrake.
Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Acid Splash Damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Shootin won't be my ting right now. Time for de plan B."

Cast Daze on FD, DC14 will.
Chyras releases one hand, makes a gesture with his hingers, "Hey chemistboy, why don't you look de other way?"

Chyras, only the pcs in bold can act. I'll carry this action forward for next round, ok?

Parumartish tries to cover the alchemist in acid, but the blob goes wide

Hothan is up!

--
Hothan
Cyrus - Atack
Shayla - Attack
Maxwell - Attack
Chyras - Attack
Paru - Acid splash
---
FD (7)
Thug - Dead
Thug

Yes GM, since i won't be able to post anything for a long time today, hence the early post in case combat is still going on by then.

Thanks, I appreciate that

Hothan moves as close to the thugs as he can, commanding Freedom to attack the one on the bridge.

Bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 3

Aah, get if off me, get it off me! the thug screams, and the beak of 'Freedom' draws deep cuts in the flesh on the man.

The alchemist throws another item, but misses by an ever wider margin than before. With splash, the item drop down into the revolting mass below.

Ranged touch, Cyrus: 1d20 ⇒ 3

The thug makes another attack with his spiked chain

Trip, Cyrus: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

and manages to pull the feet from under Cyrus.

---
FD (7) - throw item
Thug - Dead
Thug (3) - Trip
--
Hothan
Cyrus - Prone
Shayla
Maxwell
Chyras
Paru

Paru launches another acid splash at the alchemist, but to no avail.

Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Acid Splash Damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Shayla shoots another arrow at Firedrake.

Arrow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 +2 versus humans
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5 +2 versus humans

"Buh-bye!"

Firedrake gets hit in the chest by an arrow. Origin: the taunting elf at the other side of the cesspool. The alchemist slowly collapses and roll down the ramp, halting at the bottom.

--
Hothan
Cyrus - Prone
Shayla - arrow'd
Maxwell
Chyras
Paru - acid
---
FD - Dead
Thug - Dead
Thug (3)

Chyras did that daze spell this round.

Ah nevermind. Firedrake's dead.

Max is about to reply to Cyrus and his unorthodox demand to deal with the thug on his own, but then watches as the thug sweeps him off his feet.
Ooh, that looked painful
Not wanting to leave the poor man defenseless he renews his assault on the goon.
"Come on, show me what you've got!" Max roars at the man, hoping to goad the man to fight Max instead of attacking the helpless fighter.
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 and misses completely *sigh* Shayla is hogging all the dice luck

Cyrus will swing his longsword from the ground at the thug, hoping to chop his leg off.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 3 - 4 = 17

From his position on he ground, Cyrus cuts into the leg of the thug, faring much petter than Maxwell, whose swing misses the mark.

Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

--
Hothan
Cyrus - Prone
Shayla - arrow'd
Maxwell - Attack
Chyras - Attack
Paru - acid
---
FD - Dead
Thug - Dead
Thug (7)

Shayla eyes the remaining thug, and visualizes how she wants to shoot him.

Just you wait, hehe.

Freedrom flies in to flank the remaining thug, but the bite of the creature misses

Attack: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9

The thug takes another swipe at Cyrus, but also to no avail.

Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Everyone is up!

--
Hothan
Cyrus
Shayla
Maxwell
Chyras
Paru
--
Thug (7)

When his turn comes up, Chyras casts cantrip Daze on the thug.
It didn't resolve last round...

@Chyras: Sorry for that. I'll refund you the action - you can act normally in this round, and have the daze kick in.

Will save: 1d20 ⇒ 15 So much for dat, then

--
Hothan
Cyrus
Shayla
Maxwell
Chyras
Paru
--
Thug (7)

Too bad den. :)

Cyrus stays down on the ground knowing that the rest of the group can not make it to him so the only help he is going to get is a hail of arrows from the elf. Chopping at the thugs legs again.

Which is all the help Cyrus needs to finish the last thug. A nasty cut, and the thug grab his throat, falling backward in a jet of gore.

Combat over

Apart from the spiked chain and armour the thugs were wearing, there is an alchemist's lab containing 4 alchemist's fires, 2 smokestacks, a tanglefoot bag, 2 thunderstones and 4 vials that are labelled 'against filth fever'. There's a large tome, open on the workbench, called 'Toxins and countermeasures', by Giacomo d'Enzinas.

The settling pools have exits to the west (towards the harbour) and east (deeper into the sewer)

Shayla shoots an imaginative arrow at the thug killed by Cyrus. "Pew!"

She puts her bow on her back and draws her swords again, then searches the area for tracks that may lead to one of the exits.

Where did they come from?

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16 (+2 Fav Enemy)
Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 (+1 Tracks +2 Fav Enemy)

Hothan goes over to check out the book on the workbench to skim it for anything useful, and then take it.

Chyras puts back his crossbow.
"Still, if dey wanted a secret meetin, dey should 'ave picked a more stylish place."

Cyrus sheaths his sword and stows his shield on his back. Pulling out his Guisarme to use in the future battles. Turning to Max. "Sorry for yelling at you during the fight. I am use to having room to move and set my enemy up during combat." Thrusting his polearm out to show Max and patting it lovingly. "When I'am using Gurtude here give me some room or you might be missing a limb."

That last fight was messy. I did not see the map until I had already moved so I put myself into a bad position.

Let me know if you can't see a map, I'll try and put up something someplace else

Same marching order? Cyrus->Maxwell->Hothan->Chyras->Paru->Shayla, IIRC?

"Nothing to apologize for. When you get a group of strangers working together there are bound to be some differences..."
Max eyeballs the pole arm.
"...and since I don't want to be missing any limbs, I will make sure to give you some distance."
As the group is going over the vials and tubes Max pies up. "I don't know what 'filth fever' is, but we should keep some of these cures on hand just in case. This Alchemist Fire might be handy as well...
If nobody else picks anything up, Max grabs the cures and Alchemist Fire.

same order sounds good to me

Cyrus searches the area of clues of what inhabits these sewers and which direction they might live.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15