[PFS/DMK/YSK] 2-15 Shades of Ice Trilogy (Inactive)

Game Master Kludde

Sothy's subtle elbow breaks the nose of Wohin, who stays on the ground clutching his face.

WIll: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4
WIll: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

The remaining brawlers screen in terror as they truly believe to have been dropped into 30-foot pits.

Combat over!

Mogall maintains concentration on the spell until the party leave the room and it last for one round after he stops concentration.

Zlata surveys the unconscious and the terrified dwarfs, and raises an eyebrow at Mogall, impressed. "To the armoury, then."

Scarlet likewise moves to the door, sucking in lungfulls of air after her rage...

Chukka follows the others as well, embarrassed that he did so little to help in the scuffle.

The look-alike’s information take the party straight south across the market to a blank, wooden structure straddling the line between the market and a secured residential district. All seems quiet, though a small group of guards are speaking to one another quietly out front in Skald.

Behind the group of guards, the front door to the armory is made of a heavy, thick wood and is bound by iron. At several points across the door, visible cracks and splintered wood can be seen. The battered door stands slightly ajar, opening inward to darkness.

Mogall shrugs at Zlata glance "Drunks have weak minds." as the group leaves the tavern.

Eyeing the group of guards Magoll comments "I don't like the idea of attacking them without a good reason. So is being smelly good enough reason or do they need to be ugly too?"

"Looks like the job has been done and the Guard has now arrived, should we just talk to them?"

Chukka takes a closer look at the guards, to confirm they are who they appear to be.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Henri looks at the guards, then quietly informs his colleagues, "It looks like these men are part of the forces of castellan Darkwine - they are somewhat-official law enforcers here. Perhaps we can enlist their aid to 'investigate' the potential problem in the armory...Either that or we find another way in."

Halt! the leader of the guards barks at Chukka, this place is off-limits. Explain why you're here, immediately!

Chukka grins and continues walking, addressing the leader, "Very nicely done. Hjort would be proud...if he were that sort. He asked us to show up, help out inside. You fellows just keep doing what you're doing, okay? We'll be done soon enough."

Bluff: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Hah! I knew it. Men, arrest this group, they're the ones that started this disturbance!

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Can't remember his name right now
Scarlet
Chukka
Mogall
Zlata
Sothy
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Guard
Guard
Guard
Guard
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Well, that's not at all how I thought that would go. Then again, you didn't respond to the Sense Motive check I rolled above, so I had to assume....

Looks like they were exactly who they were meant to be, so unsure why we'd want to be associated with Hjort :p

Scarlet looks surprised and holds her hands up to appeal to reason.

"Hey! hey! My companion was checking to see if you were who you say you were - a fellow called Hjort was behind this, we came to stop him...no need for things to get nasty"

Diplomacy 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Fair point that I missed the sense motive check.

Hold it, men. the guard leader says, I want to hear these guys out.

Hjort, you say? Hjort Fastaxe? He is the one that is behind this?

Thank goodness for your silver tongue, Scarlet!!

Aid another-Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
"Yes, we have been tracking him and another woman who seem intent on wreaking havoc in your town. They planned this attack and used a diversion at their usual meeting place to throw us off. Please allow us to assist you by granting us access to this place so we may search for clues!" The smooth-talking Henri chimes in.

Thank goodness for your silver tongue, Scarlet!!

Given that cats seems to have so many peoples tongues, it was inevitable that one of them had to be silver!

"Exactly what he says, we wish to capture these wicked people and see them brought to justice!"

Chukka's relief at being rescued by Scarlet is plainly evident. "Right, sorry, gentlemen. I hope you understand the purpose behind my ruse, to avoid unnecessary bloodshed in the event that you had been his men. We are, as they say, pursuing these two criminals. Can you tell us anything about the crime scene?"

Diplomacy (Assist/Backpedal): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

You seem to be within your right then, and more than capable. An extra set of hands is more than welcome. We will stay outside, and guard the perimeter, while you investigate. Be careful, all we know is that there has been a disturbance, but you seem to know more than we do.

The cat burglar sighs in relief at not having to cross swords with the local guards, something that is always highly undesirable in her line of work.

She enters the building to look around "Did they really just smash in the door? How amateur"

Henri follows next, arrow nocked and ready.
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Forgot to add that he will attempt to stay in the shadows...
Stealth: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Mogall slinks in the shadows as he enters looking around with is dark vision.

stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

A short hallway greets the adventurers as they enter the armory. Bits of shattered wood and iron are strewn across the floor and disappear into darkness. Suddenly, the silence is disturbed by a yipping sound, somewhere hallway between the squeaking of a rat and the barking of a dog. Goblins!

The critters rush out and soon fill the entire hall, blocking each other's progress. Scarlet faces the sharp, jagged knife of the goblin, and feels the rusty thing bite her ankle, while the yipping creature snaps at chukka.

Dogslicer, Scarlet: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 221d4 ⇒ 2
Confirm, Scarlet: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 161d4 ⇒ 3

Goblin dog bite, Chukka: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

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Scarlet
Chukka
Mogall
That guy
Zlata
Sothy
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Goblin
Goblin
Goblin
Goblin dog
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Henri sees the goblins and lets loose an arrow. His years of practice allow him to shoot through his comrades and at the target!
Ranged attack+Precise+Point-Blank: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 3 + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

- "C'mon, we don't have time for rodents right now", Sothy took a small flask out of his possessions and drank that, and then he retrieved another one, bigger.

Extract of shield, ready a bomb

Scarlet seems highly annoyed at what just took place.

She turns her ire on the Goblin that stabbed her.

Arcane Strike
Attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Scarlet stabs her harasser with fury, and slices her assailant to pieces. The back goblin takes a peek at Henri, just in time to catch an arrow with its enormous head, which pierces whatever small bit of brain the green humanoid has.

Sothy bolsters his defences.

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Scarlet
Chukka
Mogall
That guy
Zlata
Sothy
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Goblin
Goblin dog
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Chukka quickly draws his rapier and thrusts at the goblin dog. "This bird bites back, dog!"

Move action: Draw rapier
Standard action: Attack goblin dog
Attack (Rapier): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Damage (Rapier): 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Mogall points his wand at the remaining goblin and sends a magic missile it's way.

wand MM at goblin: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

The party's dominance is overwhelming: Chukka stabs at the goblin dog, and puts the rat-like creature down with a single stab. The last goblin, still yipping frenetically, takes a bad hit from Mogall's magic missile.

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Scarlet
Chukka
Mogall
That guy
Zlata
Sothy
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Goblin (3)
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Zlata advances on the remaining goblin, readying, then swinging, her scythe.

Scythe: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 for: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 4) + 4 = 12

It must be the same luck that has prevented the goblin race from being extinct that protects this specimen. It screams and taunts, and swing its rusty blade at Chukka

Dogslicer, Chukka: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

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Scarlet
Chukka
Mogall
That guy
Zlata
Sothy
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Goblin (3)
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Sothy walked inside the room, ignoring goblin strike and put his fist on a goblins head.

Atk (unarmed): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18 DMG (nonlethal): 1d3 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

I am provoking AoO, but my current AC21

AoO: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Sothy's rock-hard fist makes contact with the oversized head of the goblin, cracking whatever passes for a nose, and sending the goblin to the evil version of never-neverland.

Combat over!

Henri checks the bodies, you never know...then checks out the interior.
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

— We don't have time for looting, let's move further, said Sothy opening one door after another in his search of Hjort. Hjort or Runa know is our contact here, is he alive of not, so we need to find and capture them

Checking rooms, left, than 4b, than upstairs

Scarlet helps out in the search...

Mogall follows along.

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The room to the west of the main hallway contains six bodies wearing the same armor and livery as the guards out front. They’re all dead, injured by both magical and mundane means, and some of them appear to have recently been chewed on.

The stairs up lead to two sets of corridors, one on each side of the building. with doors to six separate rooms.

Sothy ran upstairs, hiding his bomb flask and retrieving another magical potion.If I can drink my mutagen, I'll do that

— Damn, drats, he was very dissapointed, that Hjort is escaping a real fight.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

"Well, that's not going to go over well with the ones outside," Chukka comments on seeing the dead guards. "Spread out, see if you can find any clues as to what Hjort was looking for."

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Henri searches again... as a sniper he believed in being thorough and taking his time.

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Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Scarlet keeps with the group.

Mogall twitches his ears, and whispers "I hear some boots scuff upstairs, someone is there."

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

The sound of boots came from the northwestern part of the building.

Sothy is the first to make it upstairs, and he does hear some movement on the west side. The other party members' search turn up little.

Chukka follows Sothy up the stairs, trusting in his companion's senses...or, at least, not wanting to miss a good fight.

Zlata also ascends the stairs, scythe at the ready and alert for signs of danger.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Scarlet goes too!