[PFS] GM Kyshkumen's Destiny of the Sands (Inactive)

Game Master Kyshkumen

I'll stick with my actions.

Not much else Tuich can do.

I'd like to change my action

More than anything else, Miko sees that her friends need time, so she takes out an old piece of goblin firework that she has been carrying around, light it, and tries to send it flying at the big blue creature.

Lighting a skyrocket. Will take flight next round. Moving a bit closer now. I think the range to above the cliff is 70 feet now?

Also, keeping up inspiration. Loudly

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I was just hoping to get its attention. Seeing my friends huddled up against that wall, it was all I could do, really.
--- Miko Teppen, personal journal.

A voice booms over the top of the cliff. "Be gone trespassers or I shall gobble you all up!" The creature smashes it's tail against the near by pile of rocks sending a small avalanche down on the climbers. See map for area effected by AoE.

Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 3) = 10

:::::::Round 3::::::::::::

Dylara
Blue snake thing (6)
Vyk
Vincent
Tuich
Khismia
Miko

Now it is round 3 and everyone is back up.

2 celestial eagles appeared over Khismia's head and immediately charged to smite the evil guardian of the valley...
"It talks, means it's smart", quietly whispered cold from behind
Khismia moved forward, with idea that she might be able to talk to that creature.

Eagle1 Atk (charge, inspire): 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 10 DMG: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 -1 if non-evil
Eagle2 Atk (charge, inspire): 1d20 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 2 + 1 = 9 DMG: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 -1 if non-evil
Eagles AC12 (because of charge), hp 5

Tuich stops short... though only briefly.

"It can talk?"

Melon... maybe we can reason with it.

Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

HP 28/33

"It can talk?"

"So can goblins. Not impressed," Vyk says as he shakes rubble from his horns.

Vyk decided to abandon climbing the cliff, and instead drew his shortbow and fired a shot.

Shortbow, slightly out of range: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 1 - 2 = 13
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Ref: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Vincent spectacularly takes a face full of rocks as he gapes at the creature.

hp 26/36

"Yes Vyk, but being eaten would rather hinder my future endeavors." He raises his voice and calls out. "Our fight is not with you. You just took us a bit by surprise. We're looking for some other trespassers. Maybe you can help us, and we'll all stop fighting for now? We go get rid of the other trespassers, then we'll leave your lands."

Can I use Diplomacy? Bluff?

Diplomacy or Bluff: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

"Live to fight another day" is a tenant of Gorum's philosophy, for those of you surprised at Vincent's lack of bravado. He's not quite up for throwing away his life needlessly.

Diplomacy does not work well once you have started combat as it takes ten rounds.

The creature growls before responding to Vincent. "So you are not the same humans as before. You are still humans and trespassers, you should run away like the other two did."

We should probably also run away in the same direction

Miko tries her best to douse the sparkling fuse, then sends the skyrocket flying in the general direction of the blue creature.

I'm just going to put -20 for the ridiculous range I'm firing this at. I suppose only a 20 would hit
Skyrocket and a ridiculous amount of range increments: 1d20 + 4 - 20 ⇒ (20) + 4 - 20 = 4

Wow... ok... 0_0

Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 1) = 5 RFX DC 15 for half. Creature is blinded or deafened even if it saves

1 for blinded: 1d2 ⇒ 1

Take that, you bird-swallowing piece of crap!

Ref: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

"Nice one, Miko!" Dylara yells in between dodges rocks.

Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Using Surge:
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3 --> Climb 17
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Dylara continues to climb up the cliff, and reaches a height of 20 feet. Despite her anger over losing Melon, Dylara realizes the party needs to know where the other 'trespassers' went.

"Where'd those others flee to?!" she calls out to the creature. "Which direction?!"

And the rockets red glare... :-)

Vyk blinks as he sees the firework somehow impossibly nail the creature. He laughs and says, "Bet the Ruby Sage didn't see that one coming."

Seriously. That is just amazing.

Reflex: 1d20 + 10 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 10 - 2 = 22
How many rounds is it blind for?

Vyk's arrow bounces harmlessly off it's scales, and the eagles have no luck getting through it's scale hide either.

The large reptile thrashes around in a rage after the rocket blows up in it's face blinding it. It tries to send more rocks down the cliff by thrashing it's tail wildly. "Tiny humans and your tricks. I shall crush you all and pick my teeth with your bones!"

Miss chance high is good: 1d100 ⇒ 75

Damage DC 15 reflex for half: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 5) = 9

:::::::Round 4::::::::::::

Dylara
Blue snake thing (8)
Vyk
Vincent
Tuich
Khismia
Miko

Everyone is back up.

Ref: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

hp 17/36

Gotcha. And it's not neutral for me to "request" something either, which could only take one round. Just take that previous roll as a flat Cha check, I guess.

Vincent attempts to climb the cliff while the beast is blinded, maneuvering himself around to a better attacking position.

Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Spend 60 ft of movement to climb the remaining 15 feet up, then move 20 ft into position, drawing sword as he goes. I'm fairly sure I don't provoke if it's blind (due to the total concealment).

Hoping to survive until backup arrives, Vincent casts Cure Light Wounds on himself instead of attacking. He also activates a Judgement of Healing on himself (fast healing 2, swift action).

CLW: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

hp 30/36

I'll try to wreck face next turn? I think not dying this round is a good goal for now.

Vyk fires another arrow at the creature.

shortbow, out of range: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 7 - 2 + 1 = 16
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Don't suppose Vincent could drop a rope while he's up there?

2 arrows fired.

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Miko double moves closer to the party, while keeping up her chanting.

Does Vincent see anything he could tie a rope to? I'm not really sure how I'd manage it without dying to AoOs... If someone speaks Auran and can summon an air elemental, that could probably do it.

Also, my rope is currently back where we broke the floor, to aid our return trip. I only have one rope.

should I roll 6 eagles attacks?

Ref: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Dylara's hit by several boulders, but refuses to give up. On the contrary; she decides to take some risk by speeding up her ascend.

DC 15 Climb, -5 Accelerated Climbing: 1d20 + 5 - 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 - 5 = 19

"Vincent, I'm nearly with you!"

Currently 40 feet up.

@Khismia, yes please roll all 6 attacks.
@Vincent, you have your rope. Do you think the ruby sage is going to mske you walk back?

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I can't believe this is the one character I use who doesn't have a grappling hook arrow. I never get to use them, and this is the perfect moment for it. ::sigh::

Oh, and I forgot to roll my reflex save.

Reflex DC 15: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Current HP 24/33

@Miko how long is the blind for from that rocket? Just waiting on Tuich.

@GMK, per link Miko posted earlier, the skyrocket blinds only for 1 round

Lol super tired so took me a minute to find what you are talking about. So waiting on Tuich and then it's unblinded blue reptiles turn.

Hunkering close to the cliff face in search of safety from falling boulders, Tuich senses Tooley surging with power again. She turns and raises her hands towards the creature on the plateau above her.

Using Legendary Magic to invoke Spiritual Weapon at effective Caster Level 5. I put it on the map across from Vyk but there are no Flanking benefits.

Silently, the air across the blue worm from Vincent begins to shimmer, disturbing the light as if a nearly transparent kapenia were floating there. Suddenly it whips and lashes out.

Spiritual Weapon (Round 1 of 5): 1d20 + 2 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 - 1 + 1 = 4

Unfortunately, Tooley's weapon prowess leaves something to be desired, and the scarf snaps to its limit far from the creature.

Of course, Miko's singing is an impromptu epitaph for Melon:

When we die, do we haunt the sky?
Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
What then? Are we born again?
Just to sit asking questions like these?
I know, for I told me so,
And I'm sure each of you quite agrees:
The more it stays the same, the less it changes!

Dylara's ice cold eyes soften for a moment. "It's beautiful, Miko..."

She fights back the urge to shed a tear, her expression growing cold again when she renews her focus on the evil creature who killed her best friend.

One of the Eagles lands a hit on the creature while it is blind. The others fail to leave a mark on the reptiles think skin.

With it's sight back it snaps at one of the eagles.

melee: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (10) + 13 = 23

The eagle goes poof in the creatures mouth. "More human trickery" it roars as it looks for it's next target.

everyone is back up. Snake thing is at 13 damage.

Khismia called again upon shining power of Ruby Sage and mysterious echo started duplicate Miko's words around.
Use Wild Arcana, cast Moment of Greatness, double morale bonuses from Inspire Courage; works 6/min, 7/9 mythic surges left
After that she started climbing, but had no success. Celestial eagle had no success trying to attack the strange beast on top of the hill.

Miko sees no option but to dial the volume to 11, and rally her allies once again.

I've n.o.t.h.i.n.g. that works at this range. :-S. Burning another mythic point for dual attack rolls. I'm afraid Vincent it out of range...

DC 15 Climb, -5 Accelerated Climbing: 1d20 + 5 - 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 - 5 = 19

Dylara takes some risk again, as she knows Vincent will need her aid. She climbs the remainder of the way up and moves up to the snake creature while drawing out her sword, flanking the creature with Vincent.

"Now you'll go down!" Dylara declares to the scaly monster.

Vyk takes aim as best he can and fires another shot from his shortbow.

Shortbow, with rally: 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 - 2 = 24 <--- This one.
Shortbow, with rally: 1d20 + 7 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 7 + 2 - 2 = 19
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 4

"I've got to learn how to levitate," he mutters as he lets his missile loose.

Tuich closes her eyes and concentrates in an effort to keep Tooley centered and help with his aim. Meanwhile, up on the plateau, the shimmering scarf snaps back and whips out again.

Spiritual Weapon (Round 2 of 5): 1d20 + 2 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 2 - 1 + 1 = 21 So close!
Force Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Note Spiritual Weapon strikes as a spell and bypasses normal DR. Also, I just noticed that the weapon is supposed to "strike from your direction." But since it's not a flanking weapon and the direction has no bearing on anything, I'll leave it where it is on the map. Otherwise things will get really cluttered.

Vincent unleashes a flurry of steel. "The fight's come to you. We'll see if you bit off more than you can chew."

Attack, swift action Fleet Charge for another attack. Second attack ignores DR. Using foe-biting on each damage roll if they hit. If it dies from the first attack, I don't fleet charge, obviously.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 1 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 8 + 1 - 1 + 2 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6, 6) + 7 + 3 + 1 = 23x2=46

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 1 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 1 - 1 + 2 = 26
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (5, 2) + 7 + 3 + 1 = 18x2=36

Fast healing --> hp 32/36
Mythic 8/11
Foe-biting 2/6

Vyk manages to stick an arrow in the beast just before Vincent takes it out with two swings of his sword. The creature falls to the ground with a loud crash, sending a few loose rocks to shower on those below. Vincent and Dylara stand over the massive beast that could have devoured them all if not for the Ruby Sages power.

End of combat. Vincent had to use both swings and my count for Foe-biting has it at 3/6. Vincent used it once in the ruins and I had to ask what it was.

Conflict over, Tuich slowly struggles her way up the rubble slope -- that action bringing back some painful memories -- and stands staring at the monstrosity. "Melon?" she sorrowfully asks the others as she cautiously places one hand on the hide of the thing. "Is there any chance...?"

Vyk drew his scimitar.

"Chance or not. Friends should be laid to rest."

He looked to Dylara.

"You might want to look away."

He then brought down the blade of his scimitar down into the dead creature's flesh, and began slicing it open.

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Miko stops her singing.

---
When the blue creature fell, silence returned to the canyon. Only the eerie sound of wind rustling through the sand remained. The sickening sound of a blade cutting through hard, exoskeletal shields sounded dull, faded, far away. There was little hope, and the burning sun offered little solace. We were still on a hunt - none of that had changed - though the world itself seemed to have paused for a moment...
--- Miko Teppen, chronicles

"I won't," Dylara tells Vyk and uses his own weapon to him cut Melon out of the creature.

It takes a while to locate the creature's stomach, but once found it's easy to cut it open and reveal Melon. The creature never had a chance to start digesting the roc, but the bird's in awful shape. Broken, bent, and covered in gastric acid and goo all over. Dylara sheets her longsword and mutters something while waving her hand, casting create water to clean her friend. She goes about cleaning Melon as quick as she can, her expression one of determination instead of grief.

"The Society," Dylara says when done removing the worst of the gastric acid and goo. "We have to be quick anyway for our mission. Come back here with me later. If we take her with us they can bring her back."

After a moment of silence Dylara's emotions start to seep through the cracks of the mask she tries to keep in place, and with it tears pour from the corners of her eyes. "She can come back... I know it's possible..."

Dylara wipes the tears away and slowly steps away from Melon. The latter clearly takes a lot of effort for her to do. "Let's hurry..."

She tries to help the others as best as she can to determine which way to go, looking for tracks of the people who came before the party.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29
Survival: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

During the search for tracks Dylara also quickly takes out her wand to heal herself.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

When Dylara moves away from her friend, Tuich steps forward and gently takes her into a long hug. "I'm so sorry," she says quietly.

After a time she lets her arms fall and takes Dylara's hands in her own. "Ashava is my patron, Dylara. She helps guide lost souls, but when they come too soon..." Her silks rippled, and she swallowed hard.

"I'm not learned enough or powerful enough to restore life, but with Tooley's help, wielding the Sage's power..." She looked over at Melon's unmoving body. "I think I can invoke Ashava's grace to protect your friend for a time, maybe until we can find someone who can help. I can try, anyway... if you'll allow it?"

Once Melon is cut free, Vyk takes a moment to cure his wounds.

CLW Wand: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Back up to full HP in one shot.

While the strong winds and hard ground make tracking impossilbe, Dylara knows from here experiences in the wild that through the canyon is the most logical direction to go.

The way forward slopes downward into an area with many natural stone arches and hoodoos made of red sand stone. The late afternoon sun beats down, making the area heat up like a brick oven.

Need 2 fort saves from everyone.

Every now and then there is a scrap of cloth or empty bottle along the way, confirming you are still on the trail of your target. As the sun begins it's decent the path forward begins to climb again. It will be night soon and the Pathfinders have a decision to make. Should they make camp for the night or push on after the ones with the sage jewels.

Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

We've lost a lot of time, and a dear friend. Let's keep to our chase!

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

Despite feeling the effects of her surroundings, Tuich nods in agreement. "I don't think we can afford to stop."

"We should definitely keep moving."

Fort. Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Fort. Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

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"I'm sorry about Melon," Vincent offers a monogrammed handkerchief to Dylara for her tears. "If the sage had deemed to grant us wings... but 'what ifs' don't help any more than broken weapons."

CLW on self: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
hp 34/36

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Fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Vincent shrugs at the others. "Resting would give our enemies time to finish their plans and prepare for our arrival. I can continue forwards if everyone else can."

Fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

"Thanks everyone..." Dylara takes the handkerchief from Vincent to properly wipe away the tears, then hands it back to him. She gives him a quick nod to thank him for it.

"Let's move on..."

Fort1: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 Fort2: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Sorry for delay, was away from laptop all weekend

Heat damage Vyk: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Heat damage Vincent: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Heat damage Khismia: 2d4 ⇒ (1, 4) = 5

As you have done previously healing will keep the group at it's current pace.

The land scape opens up into a large valley and up on one of the peaks a few miles ahead a camp fire can be seen in the darkness. As the Pathfinders begin the climb toward the camp fire they flame suddenly goes out. The air also begins to thin and each member of the group finds it difficult to breath.

Reaching the remains of the camp fire it is obvious that the fire was hastily extinguished. It looks like the only items left behind are some bloody bandages and there is a clear trail for the Pathfinders to follow.