[PFS/DMK/YSK] 6-18 From under Ice (Inactive)

Game Master Kludde

Castien looks to the others, confused, but readies his bow in case things get...ugly.

Skarn frowns as he sees the winter wolf, and replies calmly. "Peace, brother." Or sister - since Skarn's mother was a winter wolf, he would know the difference, I guess. "I am Skarn Moonbane, and my mother was one of your kind. I seek no quarrel with you, though you will find me defending Uliyara..." he stops for a split second, letting the name roll on his tongue, questioning it, "... fiercely, for she is of my pack now. State your reasons for hunting her, brother."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (4) + 13 = 17
Reroll, GM 3 stars: 1d20 + 13 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 13 + 3 = 24

The keening noises coming from the owlbear and the growl from the half-orc suggest that they are at the end of their patience with demands being made of them and being commanded by the snow denizens.

Perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16+Scent - locate any more packmates hiding around.

Marra glances around also looking for other threats as she comments backing Skarn up"We don't know of anyone by the name Uliyara, not that we would hand her over if we did." drawing her small scimitar.

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17
diplomacy Aid Skarn: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Adrianna stands ready, looking from Skarn to the new arrival. She was fascinated with the new details being revealed about the man...a wolf for a mother?!!? How interesting!

One of your pack, indeed. I have been following you, tracking you. The baroness Urgalaena commands me, that is reason enough. I may be a lone wolf, but do not think that your puny pack can handle me.

Uliyara is standing right there! the wolf says as he points out Haltani. Do not think that her feeble tricks fool me. The looks may differ, but the smell stays the same!

That's all Pitbull needed to hear...

Dice up :p

Skarn doesn't appear to be surprised. "I don't know this Baroness of yours, or her reasons. Uliyara, do not fear for you are one of us now, and we won't let it go with you. Do you have anything to say that might avoid a bloody and unnecessary confrontation?"

Seeing the adventurers move to violence, the wolf quickly moves up and unleashes a breath of cold over the front row.

Breath weapon: Pitbull, Skarn, Fianna, Adrianna are hit, DC 17 RFX for half

Damage: 6d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 2, 2, 1, 3) = 12

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Skarn
Marra
Castien
Pitbull
Maeglin
Adrianna
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Wolf
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Nasty puppy... awaiting turn
I'll add Asbo back on

Reflex 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Ref: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 6 damage taken.

Despite its obvious impairment, Skarn dodges most of the icy breath with ease, before starting to cast a spell. Almost instantly, a golden dust materializes on the wolf, possibly blinding it. Casting glitterdust, Will DC 17 negates the blinding.

"Fianna, flank!" orders the packmaster with a snappy voice.

Ref, Evasion: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Fianna avoids the rime breath completely and then obeys her master and companion, circling around the winter wolf before closing in on it.

Bite, PA, flank: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 2 = 221d6 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10 if successful: Trip, flank: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 2 = 15

Providing flank to Pitbull.

Marra starts to inspire courage with a bard song as she tries to recall what she knows about Uliyara.

k(local or noble): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

everyone bard inspire gets +2 to hit , damage and vs fear.

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Castien quickly lets two arrows fly at the wolf.

Full-round action: Attack wolf, rapid shot
Attack (Composite Longbow (+2 Str), Point Blank Shot, Inspire Courage, Rapid Shot): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 1 + 2 - 2 = 23
Damage (Composite Longbow (+2 Str), Point Blank Shot, Inspire Courage): 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 13

Attack (Composite Longbow (+2 Str), Point Blank Shot, Inspire Courage, Rapid Shot): 1d20 + 7 + 1 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 1 + 2 - 2 = 20
Damage (Composite Longbow (+2 Str), Point Blank Shot, Inspire Courage): 1d8 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 12

Reflex: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Adrianna attempts to dodge the breath weapon, but she was cold to start and her muscles do not act as quickly. But she hears Marra's bold words course through her blood and knows the best way to warm up was in melee, so she moves up and opens with a push kick to the wolf's chest.
Unarmed attack: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 5 + 2 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 2 = 6

Pitbull smiles as the magical energies take hold from Marra Merciless and the arrival of Fianna in the flank making a distraction - all she needs.

PA+Flank+Inspire

Attack 1d20 + 10 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 10 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 30
Damage 2d4 + 6 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 3) + 6 + 6 + 2 = 19

Convert? 1d20 + 10 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 10 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 31
Add Damage 2d4 + 6 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 1) + 6 + 6 + 2 = 17

Pitbull chuckles.

Asbo moves into position and flanks off Adrianna and equally gets to work.

PA+Flank+Inspire

Bite 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 29
Damage 1d6 + 5 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 4 + 2 = 13

Claw 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 12
Damage 1d4 + 5 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 4 + 2 = 15

Claw 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 31
Damage 1d4 + 5 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 5 + 4 + 2 = 14
Convert? 1d20 + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 9 - 2 + 2 + 2 = 31
Add Damage 1d4 + 5 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 4 + 2 = 13

Ouch

She whispers, full of malice and meanness only an orc can manage "You will make a beautiful coat, I shall wear it fondly" she almost laughs.

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Skarn immediately reacts to the hostile overture by covering the Wolf in glitters. The wolf shrugs off the effect, but it is too late for him to avoid the bite from Fianna. The ravenous best tries to trip over the wolf, but fails.

Marra inspires courage, but does not recall any information about any Uliyara. Castien's dies two shots, of which the winter wolf narrowly manages to dodge one, while the other draws a trickle of blood in the white sand. Adrianna immediately follows up with a sharp kick.

Pitbull comes around with a merciless attack, and sends the wolf off-balance, after which Asbo flies in for the kill.

Combat over! Nice takedown!

After the defeat of the winter wolf, Haltani steps forward. It was me he was after. she takes a moment to remove her headgear, and her whole appearance changes (See handouts).

My true name is indeed Uliyara. I was hiding my identity to avoid the distrust that most people outside of Irrisen feel for my kind. Baroness Nadya is my mother, and I am destined to be in a position of power, even though I do not aspire to it. I am a stilyagi, an Irriseni who seeks to learn about outside cultures - I'd much rather serve as an ambassador than as a ruler. The wolf... he was working for Urgalaena, Nadya's spiteful sister, the ruler of Saarbotten. Let's hope there are no more raiders in the area.

Castien frowns at Uliyara's revelation. "Y-you have l-lied t-t-to us s-since th-the m-moment we m-met; n-not a g-good s-start f-for d-developing a f-friendship, ambassador." With a pained look on his face, he walks a short distance away and busies himself with his gear.

Marra looks impressed "Come now Castien, all ambassadors have secretes they conceal. If anything it was our failure to detect it. This trip is going to make a great story! A disguised princess, who's evil aunt is trying to kill her, and a trip in a chicken leg hut! Let's enter to see what other wonders we find." the bard's excitement seems to show the story is as much a treasure as anything else they find.

The halfling enter the tunnel to have a look around.
perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

Pitbull, true to her word, begins skinning the Winter Wolf.

Survival 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

She pauses to wipe a bit of blood off her face and looks at Uliyara, clearly put off by the reval but only laughs at the mention of raiders "The Order of the Nail have a special place for bandits", then gets back to skinning the steaming corpse in the snow. Pitbull and Asbo bicker again when Asbo moves in to pick at the body.

I have too many enemies, and there is too much distrust to be able to travel out in the open. I am sorry if I have deceived you, master Galondiir, but know that my only goal is to alter the ways of the Jadwiga. she addresses Castien, but also glances sideways at Skarn, looking for an acknowledgement.

She cannot suppress a shudder as Pitbull skins the winter wolf.

Marra has a look beyond the ice wall

Intricate gilded stonework adorns the entrance, and a complex marble mosaic paves the floor. Arrow slits flank the north and south sides of the hall, but the north side has collapsed and is choked with rubble. On the eastern end, two 10-foot-tall marble statues of armored dwarves flank a fresco depicting an opulent throne room. The faces of the statues have been broken off. A sheet of ice covers the floor.

Marra sticks her head out the hole "This looks like the right place, but we should be careful of dwarven traps and it looks like someone has redecorated."

The bard cast message a spell linking her to Pitbull, Castien, Adrianna, Skarn, and Maeglin for the next 50 minutes so they can speak quietly if needed. Then heads back inside stealthy to peek in through an arrow slit to the south.

stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16
perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

Pitbull and Asbo likewise head in.

Sorry, I was away for the weekend, just got back. Great developement!

Skarn remained silent for a while, not bothering with his companions' reactions until he's sure that he has Uliyara's attention. As he speaks his face remains a block of ice, not letting out any emotions at first.

"That explains a lot of things. I'm glad I know now who you really are, though there is much to talk about and find out - in due time, of course. For now, know that you are accepted for who you are within our group, for me. I guess I am as guilty as you are, for there are some things that I kept hidden from you. Probably a sign of a country that hardly tolerates change or difference. We shall drop the pretenses and start anew."

He nods at her, even letting out a brief and slight, gentle smile reach his lips. Trying to break the ice! ;)

"Well met, Uliyara. I am Skarn Moonbane Tashanna, of our Queen Mother's ninth lineage. Though I am once and forever from Irrisen, I am now of the Pathfinder Society, as it is my pack and family. Your dream of changing Irrisen is a beautiful one, one which I could see myself share despite its impossible odds of succeeding. Will you share my path for now?"

I am indebted to you, Skarn Moonbane. Your trust is valuable, and I'm certainly joyful to find a like mind. Convincing my people to adopt new ways is a tough job. I will go with you, and you shall receive my aid as well. Uliyara looks at Skarn, with a hopeful look.

Marra moves in over the slippery floor. She finds the arrow slits abandoned, but does locate a hidden passage on the north face of the hall.

Spotting the hidden passage to the north, Marra lets the others know as she goes quietly to check it out.

stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15
perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Adrianna joins Marra in her explorations, having no desires to watch the skinning or the conversation between the two northerners. She looks about as well, in case the bard missed anything.
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

The secret room held some kind of weapons cache. Though it is mostly cleared out, A masterwork heavy steel shield and an ivory-handled heavy crossbow lie discarded on the floor.

The east side of the room used to egress to the area behind the arrow slits, but has completely collapsed into rubble.

Pitbull pushes South with Asbo, checking the air, looking for wards and traps.

Perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

Castien, seeing the well-made gear, casts a quick cantrip to detect magical auras.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

Thousands of icicles cover the ceiling of this cylindrical chamber. The outside edge forms a perfect circular curve, cutting into stone without mark of chisel or tool, impossibly smooth. Only places where ice flows over the stone, or where the structures have collapsed, mar the perfect precision of the cylinder. The remains of workshops and living spaces, still furnished, peak through holes in the cylindrical void. At the southern and western edges of the cavern, large portions of the stone and ice have collapsed, cutting into the immense void with piles of rubble.

Castien finds no magical auras here, and the slippery ice floor extends all the way here.

...no magical auras other than the crossbow, right?

"It been five whole minutes since something try threaten us or murder us in this cold and cruddy land, must be new record" Pitbull jests.

Marra test the circler void by throwing a Chuck of ice into the area.

DMK, does it look like the area within the circle was removed or disintegrated ?

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It's not clear to Marra what happened to what was in the circular void, but whatever caused it removed a very specific, circular part of the settlement, cutting straight through wall and floor alike, but without much force. The parts outside of the circle - at least the parts that haven't collapsed - stand straight without any sign of force applied to them, as if cut like a pie.

Adrianna investigates the space, walking close to the edge of the perfectly cut space, looking up and down. "An amazing feat of magic - if it wasn't an accident..." she says to no one in particular.
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

Marra looks at the void, "I would bet on a magical accident." Let's check out the remaining rooms. The halfling goes to check out the first door to the left as you approach the remaining rooms.

stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (8) + 14 = 22
perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

Marra finds the entry to an abandoned guard post. Desks sits empty, meaningless papers litter the drawers. Several large weapon racks are completely empty. A passage north leads to the other set of arrow slits, but these are empty as well.

The draft from the opening in the ice wall causes a chilly wind.

Finding only papers, Marra glaces through them before moving on to the next door and room.
stealth : 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (18) + 14 = 32
perception : 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

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The cave is still cold an eerily silent. The next door leads to an intact apartment, that looks like a silent witness to its erstwhile inhabitant. The frozen corpse of a dwarf slumps against the wall, perfectly preserved in a block of ice. On the table in the middle, a masterfully crafted dwarven waraxe lies.

Marra cast detect magic, first checking the Axe, and then examine the frozen dwarf wondering what he died of and if by some chance he could be revived .

heal check: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

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Skarn looks impressed by these discoveries, but somehow his attention is drawn by his own thoughts. He ponders the recent developements, strangely affected by them.

Snapping out of it temporarily, he studies the frozen figure, hoping to date when he died.

Skarn tries to find out when the dwarf died. As he steps closer with Marra, the short-statured man suddenly busts forward from the ice - no longer a dwarf, but a terrible creature of vengeance!

The dwarf lets out a shrilling shriek, then turns his eyes, filled with hatred, toward Skarn.

Everybody make a DC 18 Will save or cower in fear for 1d4 rounds

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Will, Uliyara: 1d20 + 5 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 5 + 4 = 22

Uliyara resists the shriek, and tries to counter with some strong words, but her counter is drowned out by the loud shrieks.

Countersong/Perform(oratory): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

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Maeglin
Pitbull
Castien
Marra
Skarn
Adrianna
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Uliyara
Restless dwarf
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Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Skarn cowers in a corner!

Will: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Fianna courageously follows her master, resenting the idea of facing an unnatural foe without Skarn at her side.

Pitbull
Will 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Pitbull seems surprised and shocked at the unshocking revelation that the thing frozen in ice would come to life!

Asbo
Will 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Asbo begins the keening Owlbear wail that suggests something is about to be pulled limb from limb. The Owlbear lumbers aggressively at the source of threat, following its destructive inner nature.

PA

Bite 1d20 + 9 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 9 - 1 = 17
Damage 1d6 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 2 = 11

K(Religion): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Will: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Marra doesn't know what the thing is, but it sounds terrible she adds her voice to the counter song

Counter-song/Perform(oratory): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

counter song - allies gains another saving throw against the effect each round it hears the countersong, but it must use the bard's Perform skill check result for the save.

The little bard's voice cuts through the screeching giving a strong sound to focus on instead. as she draws her scimitar.

Will Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

"It's a r-revenant!" Shouts Castien, as he steps into the doorway and lets two arrows fly.

Not an action: 5' step, as indicated on map
Full-round action: Attack revenant
Attack (Composite Longbow (+2 Str), Point Blank Shot, Rapid Shot): 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 1 - 2 = 25
Damage (Composite Longbow (+2 Str), Point Blank Shot): 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5

Attack (Composite Longbow (+2 Str), Point Blank Shot, Rapid Shot): 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 1 - 2 = 21
Damage (Composite Longbow (+2 Str), Point Blank Shot): 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 1 = 10

Asbo and Fianna will just defend their masters. Skarn and Pitbull can use Marra's countersong to save again, so they can act next round.

Pitbull is unable to act in the loud shrieking of the revenant, but Marra keeps her cool, and - unlike Uliyara - manages to counter the sound. Castien fires his arrows, but as with most undead, they are not very effective, even though both hit.

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Maeglin
Pitbull
Castien
Marra
Skarn
Adrianna
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Uliyara
Restless dwarf (5)
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