[PFS Gameday V] GM Hmm 7-00 Sky Key Solution [Tier 5-6] (Inactive)

Game Master Hmm

Click. Whirr.

BOTTING CACUMATTUS

It was time to finish off Green.

Crossbow, PBS, Bless, vs Prone & in Melee: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4 - 4 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

BOTTING BALON

Balon, suddenly realizing the pickle that he is in with an uninjured and still standing sloth, narrows his eyes and focuses. This thing is going DOWN.

Scythe: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 31
Crit!?: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 8 + 1 + 2 = 24
4xCrit Damage, Lead Blades: 8d6 + 24 ⇒ (1, 5, 5, 3, 3, 3, 3, 5) + 24 = 52

EDIT:

Then Balon's Bot belatedly remembers his attack of opportunity on Red.

Scythe: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 8 + 1 = 22
Damage, Lead Blades: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 6) + 6 = 18

Cacumattus kills Green. Red takes 18 damage from on hit of Balon's, and the Sloth takes 52 points of damage but is still (barely) standing.

Unless I missed a damage bonus from Lead Blades?

Sloth Claw, Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Sloth Claw, Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15

One claw misses, the other rakes Balon again!

Blue stands up. This will provoke an attack of opportunity from Ely.

Red, having seen what Balon did to the sloth and himself, decides to take his chances charging Ely.

Does this provoke from Balon?

Great Club on Ely, Charge: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 2 = 21
Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

ORDER: Cacumattus, Balon, Reesa, Sparkle-Weave, Poundy, Daeris, Ely, Kreighton, Gad, Red (-18), Green (dead), Blue (stand up, -26), Sloth (-52), Guen, Orin

The whole party is up!

I believe it does provoke, yes, as long as it moved 10 feet or more. Let's hope i can be as successful as the Bot Buddy was!

AOO,lead blades,flanking: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 8 + 2 = 12
damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 5) + 6 = 15

Unfortunately, Balon had surprised himself so much with the critical hit that he fumbles on the follow-through.

Yes, that was a miss on Red.

EDIT: You hit because it charged, and you're blessed!

Don't forget your regular action. Kill the sloth!

Balon in his AoO does another 15 damage to Red.

The whole party is still up!

ORDER: Cacumattus, Balon, Reesa, Sparkle-Weave, Poundy, Daeris, Ely, Kreighton, Gad, Red (-33), Green (dead), Blue (stand up, -26), Sloth (-52), Guen, Orin

The whole party is up!

Reesa again tries to summon her flock of celestial Eagles. This time 1d3 ⇒ 2eagles appear to attack the sloth, and giving a flank.

Both Eagles smite attack the foe, using their flanking bonus

Eagle One Talon One1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 2 = 24
Damage1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Eagle One Talon Two 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 = 12
Damage 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Eagle One Bite 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 = 12
Damage 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Eagle Two Talon One 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 2 = 25
Damage 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Eagle Two Talon Two 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 = 7
Damage1d4 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Eagle Two Bite 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 2 = 16
Damage1d4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Reesa uses her wand of tiny damage.

Force damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

None of these guys are smitable, but your eagles hit the sloth twice and bring it down!

It had only a couple hit points left after Balon's scythe attack!

Reesa then uses her wand of tiny damage on Red, who is still up.

ORDER: Cacumattus, Balon, Reesa (pew pew), Reesa's Eagles (claw+bite), Sparkle-Weave, Poundy, Daeris, Ely, Kreighton, Gad, Red (-35), Green (dead), Blue (stand up, -26), Sloth (dead), Guen, Orin

Everyone but Reesa is up!

Blue stands up. This will provoke an attack of opportunity from Ely.

Unfortunately, the humanoids are close enough that I can't hit them with my reach weapon.

"Ow!" Ely says as the greatclub smashes into her. With the prehistoric humans crowding around her, she can't finagle her guisarme to hit them; she drops her weapon by her side and draws her gladius instead. Towering over the (red) human that hit her, she brings her leg around and tries to sweep their legs.

Trip, enlarged, bless: 1d20 + 15 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 15 + 1 = 35

Free action to drop, move to draw, standard to trip. Enlarge, I now threaten the Flintstones.

Poundy trundles over to help Ely flank with red.
double move

Sparkle-Weave levels her crossbow at blue and fires.

Blessed Crossbow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4

"Got it!" yells Sparkle-Weave.

Ely trips Red!

"Graaaa-ACK!" THUMP.

ORDER: Cacumattus, Balon, Reesa (pew pew), Reesa's Eagles (claw+bite), Sparkle-Weave, Poundy, Daeris, Ely, Kreighton, Gad, Red (-35), Green (dead), Blue (stand up, -26), Sloth (dead), Guen, Orin

Everyone but Reesa and Ely are up!

Orin yells at Balon "Finish off the blue one!"

+2 to hit for Balon vs Blue

Meanwhile Orin slinks forward another 5ft and stretches out to bite blue as well.

Blessed bite: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Poundy flanks with Ely! Sparkle shoots Blue! Orin advises Balon, then bites Blue! Blue is still (barely) up!

ORDER: Cacumattus, Balon, Reesa (pew pew), Reesa's Eagles (claw+bite), Sparkle-Weave, Poundy, Daeris, Ely, Kreighton, Gad, Red (-35), Green (dead), Blue (stand up, -26), Sloth (dead), Guen, Orin

Cacumattus, Balon, Daeris and Guen are still up!

Click. Whirr

BOTTING CACUMATTUS

Cacumattus shoots Blue.

Crossbow, PBS, Bless, in Melee: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 + 1 - 4 = 17
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

And kills it!

BOTTING BALON

Ignoring Orin's advice, Balon moves up and attacks Red.

Scythe: 1d20 + 8 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 1 + 4 = 19
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 6 = 14

And kills it!

-- COMBAT OVER --

Gad looks at Ely. "If this is what it means to be a god, I don't want to be one. Not of cave people, or sloths or bitey things." He takes her hands, and says, "I'm just going to let this go and be mortal again, okay?"

His head tilts back, and a swirl of glowing green energy escapes his mouth, leaving behind a very tired and ordinary looking middle-aged man.

ANOTHER ANCHOR SUCCESS!

Gad starts to come to himself, looking up at the sky, and then lat the nearest green person in the distance, a woman with an arrogant expression on her face and burns all over her body. Then he looks back at you, anxiously. "You're collecting anchors, aren't you? To try to bring us home? Please be careful with Ormandi. She's had a rough path leading here."

"Where did she get all those burns? Did the strange magical essence do that to her, or did she have the burns before all this happened?" Reesa was pondering if maybe the green magic was assuaging the woman's pain, and maybe not much would be hurt if they left the magic in her, depending on Gad's answer.

Gad bites his lip. "She lost both her parents in the kitchen fire that gave her those burns. Like all of us, she joined the Harbingers to find meaning and maybe a fresh start."

Pathfinders have found and uncovered the Sky Key Vault. It is there that the Sky Key—the Society’s ticket home—awaits. However, the dome of green energy remains strong, suggesting that too many Harbinger spellcasters are still anchoring the Society in this time period.

GMs, it is now possible to gain Vault successes. Map is also updated.

Cacumattus nods to Gad. "I can understand the desire for a fresh start. This, though - this is more like an end than a start." Turning to his companions, he continues, "So, kid gloves on, and let's chat to this Ormandi and get this barrier down so we can go home."

“Alright, Aroden! You can show up anytime now! We won! We’ve set it all back, just like you wanted! We’re restoring fate, and getting rid of all the bad luck!” The woman that Gad identified as Ormandi, is waving around a bottle of Sauerton Red* and shouting at the meteor in the sky. Closer up, you can see the horrific nature of the burns that cover her arms, go up her neck and cover part of her cheek. “Absalom, set back to the way it’s supposed to be! The big FRICKIN’ EARTHFALL is coming, you divine twit! SHOW THE HELLS UP!”

She sways back and forth as she takes a swig of her bottle. “Can you believe this,” she asks you conversationally. “End of the world, and what did Lady Arodeth pack for us to drink? We could have been drinking a fine Galtan Montblanche, but nooo... She packed us this... this...” She screws up her face as she tastes the wine. “...this fish piss. So... Who the hells are you?”

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*Sauerton Red, the cheap, unpleasant and notoriously bad vintage of Andoran’s Sauerton district.

Sense Motive 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Reesa listened to the woman's words and tried to find a clue to help the negotiations.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Daeris seems more than a little exasperated over all these idiotic cultists and the undignified pandering going on to set them straight.

"What in the hells are they teaching you in your ridiculous little Aroden cult? He doesn't show up at Earthfall, you fool! He doesn't raise the Starstone from the bottom of the sea for over 5,000 years! This is the event that led to a thousand years of darkness. If we don't get out of here, we're all going to DIE!"

Diplomacy(Aid): 1d20 ⇒ 11
Yes, that is Daeris being diplomatic. XD

Sense Motive, social grace: 1d20 + 8 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 8 + 4 = 31

Giving the woman some distance, Ely shoots a sideways glance at Daeris but can't deny the...efficiency of her approach. "Apologies for my associate's bluntness, but we're the people trying to stop this whole doomsday scenario. Ormandi, was it? My name is Ely. Listen," she starts, keeping her tone cordial despite the huge rock hurtling toward them, "I know you all have been working very hard to set all of this up, but my colleague Daeris is right: this may not even be the right time. We've already convinced the other ones of you to give up their anchors' power. If anything, it's going to take a while to set those back up, and we don't have much time." Ely gives a soft smirk. "I'm sure you'll have your day, but I don't think an apocalypse on mankind is really Aroden's cup of tea. Give up your anchor's power, regroup, and look for another time. I'll even buy you a nice bottle of wine."

Diplomacy, social grace: 1d20 + 8 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 8 + 4 = 21

Orin pouts "This one isn't good for eating, too much of a crappy life makes for crappy flavor. Be nice to her or at least pretend, nobody else bothers."

Ormandi wavers. “A bottle of wine would be nice. And you all seem like nice people... I’m so sorry that you got pulled into this, with us. I don’t think you deserve this at all. I don’t mind the idea much of me dying. The way I see it, resetting fate has to have a cost. And if I reset fate back here... maybe the fire that took everyone that I loved and left me an ugly, burned up horror... Maybe it won’t happen.” She closes her eyes. “I hear their screams, still. My dad got me out of the fire, but he ran back for Mom. They died, and I survived, and for what?”

She wades into the fountain, still swaying, not caring about the water now soaking her pants and shoes, and stares morosely at her glowing green reflection. “Aroden, give me a sign! Please! I came all this way just to talk to you!”

As she calls out to the sky, an arc of green lightning gathers above and crashes to the surface, leaving something bizarre in its wake. Burnt pieces of flesh still cling to the charred bones of this walking horror. A pale light and thin wisps of smoke issue from cracks in its body, as if an inferno hides within, barely contained by the scraps of melted armor and gear fused to its flesh. Two burning orbs peer out from where its eyes should be, and a trail of smoke rises up from its skull. The thing reaches out with gnarled and twisted claws that glow with intense heat. Next to this flaming horror, two skeletons stand, each wielding a longsword.

“FIRE!” Ormandi takes a step back, trembling with terror. “Is this my sign? Prove my worthiness by embracing this flame and protecting my mom and dad?” She steps out of the fountain and starts to walk towards the undead horrors.

“These time storms keep getting worse.” You hear Kreighton’s voice say. “That’s a blast shadow, a rather nasty flaming undead with a smoke attack! Take it down with cold if you have any, and try not to be too close when you kill it! It may explode as it dies." Then he points to the skeletons. "Those other things are skeletal champions. They’re immune to cold. Hit them with bludgeoning!”

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ORDER: Cacumattus, Daeris, Orin, Blast Shadow, Skeletons, Ormandi, Sparkle-Weave, Reesa, Ely, Guen, Balon

Cacumattus, Daeris and Orin are up!

Orin shouts to the Kraken "You've got reach, keep the flaming thing away!"

+2 to El'ys next hit on the blast shadow.

Orin then scrambles up onto a wall and out of danger.

Click. Whirr.

BOTTING DAERIS

Daeris shoots her bow at the Blast Shadow.

Longbow, Rapidshot: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 9 - 2 = 27
Crit?!: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Damage: 3d8 + 9 ⇒ (2, 2, 3) + 9 = 16

Longbow, Rapidshot: 1d20 + 9 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 9 - 2 = 26
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Her shots are expert, but the damage minimal. Clearly undead have their organs in different places than the living.

BOTTING CACUMATTUS

Cacumattus charges Ormandi. "I'm sorry, but I can't have you embracing those undead! It won't be healthy for you and we can't fight both you and them!"

Melee Touch Attack, Laughing Touch: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 2 = 15
Ormandi's DC 16 Will Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Ormandi bursts into helpless laughter, unable to do anything else.

BTW, I did not say this earlier, but let's assume that Balon used infernal healing to heal himself earlier. I bot people in combat, but almost never bot their healing. Can someone else figure out how many charges he would need?

The undead trio approach their victims.

Blast Shadow Claw vs Balon: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24
Damage, Claw+Fire: 1d8 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (7) + 2 + (5) = 14

Green Longsword vs Cacumattus: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Purple Longsword vs Ormandi: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

"Ha ha ha ha, that frickin' hurts! Ha ha ha! This is how you protect me?" Ormandi gasps in laughter.

ORDER: Cacumattus, Daeris, Orin, Blast Shadow (claw, -21), Purple Skeleton (sword), Green Skeleton (sword), Ormandi, Sparkle-Weave, Reesa, Kreighton, Ely, Guen, Balon

The whole party is up!

Reesa casts Bless, stirring her friends into greater heights in the battle against the vile undead.

Please remember your Bless bonuses.

Reesa casts Bless! And the GM just learned that Daeris did 11 more damage to the Blast Shadow!

ORDER: Cacumattus, Daeris, Orin, Blast Shadow (claw, -32), Purple Skeleton (sword), Green Skeleton (sword), Ormandi, Sparkle-Weave, Reesa, Kreighton, Ely, Guen, Balon

Everyone's up by Reesa!

Ely runs toward the fountain, drawing her weapon as she goes. Once she's closer, she removes her gloved left hand from the haft of her guisarme and stares down the blast shadow with intense focus. She raises her hand, palm out, toward the fiery, shattered mess of a creature and a glass gem in the palm of the glove glows a pale blue color. As an icy ray shoots out of the glove she says, "This is a rather cold reception, isn't it?"

Cold energy ray (vs touch AC), firing into melee, bless: 1d20 + 8 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 8 - 4 + 1 = 25
Crit confirm: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Cold damage: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 5) = 12
Cold damage, crit: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 1) = 8

Move action to move up and draw weapon, standard to use a mental focus point on my energy ray.

Ely attacks the Blast Shadow with a cold energy ray, and obliterates it!!!!

ORDER: Cacumattus, Daeris, Orin, Blast Shadow (really dead this time), Purple Skeleton (sword), Green Skeleton (sword), Ormandi (laughing), Sparkle-Weave, Reesa (bless), Kreighton, Ely (freeze ray), Guen, Balon

Cacumattus, Daeris, Orin, Orin, Sparkle-Weave, Kreighton, Guen and Balon are up!

Daeris draws blunt arrows from her quiver and takes steady steps toward the melee as she continues firing at the undead. Taking two 5' steps, one from last round.

She lets the arrows fly, aiming for the one closest. Targeting Green.

Fire Composite Longbow, bless, FE, RS: 1d20 + 9 + 1 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 1 + 2 - 2 = 28 Damage, blunt, FE: 1d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13
Fire Composite Longbow, bless, FE, RS: 1d20 + 9 + 1 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 1 + 2 - 2 = 22 Damage, blunt, FE: 1d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 = 7

Daeris shoots Green twice -- and blows him into powder! Another skeleton is down!

ORDER: Cacumattus, Daeris (rapid shot), Orin, Blast Shadow (really dead this time), Purple Skeleton (sword), Green Skeleton (really dead), Ormandi (laughing), Sparkle-Weave, Reesa (bless), Kreighton, Ely (freeze ray), Guen, Balon

Cacumattus, Sparkle-Weave, Orin, and Balon are up!

Click. Whirr.

BOTTING BALON

Balon, deciding not to use his non-blunt scythe on skeletons, says, "Arise, my necromantic servant!"

A RED skeleton arises up from the ground to fight the purple one.

Claw: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 + 2 = 13

Claw: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 + 2 = 20
Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

It hits once!

I don't know if Balon can raise the more badass skeleton that Daeris just killed... So I'm being conservative here.

Balon summons a skeleton because Bot Buddy thought a skeleton fight would be cool.

ORDER: Cacumattus, Daeris (rapid shot), Orin, Blast Shadow (really dead this time), Purple Skeleton (sword, -3), Green Skeleton (really dead), Ormandi (laughing), Sparkle-Weave, Reesa (bless), Kreighton, Ely (freeze ray), Guen, Balon (skeleton summon), Red Necromantic Servant (claw)

Cacumattus, Sparkle-Weave, and Orin are up! There is one purple skeleton left. Kill it!

Sparkle-Weave gets partway up the stairs and casts greese under the skeletons.

red and green Reflex DC 15 vs grease.

Orin moves up behind the frontliners, ready to sneak in for a kill next round.

Daeris calls to Guen in Elven and points out Ormandi. "Պաշտպանեք մարդկային կով"

The sleek black cat speeds around the fountain and snaps her jaws at the exposed femur of the skeleton attacking the woman her mistress had begrudging set her to defend.

Bite, bless: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 8 + 1 = 10

Oh well, she'll be in place for an AOO possibly if it falls in the grease. 50 ft of movement is fun! =3

"You can thank me later," Cacumattus replies as he steps around the laughing human, grabbing a wand from its pouch on his belt and leveling at the (purple) undead threatening her.

Wand of disrupt undead, PBS, bless: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 16 for: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

The GM realizes that she forgot the Blast Shadow's Death Burst ability.

As it's last hurrah, the Blast Shadow exploded causing...

4d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 6, 1) = 11

...to all living beings within 30 feet at the time of its death who could not make the reflex save.

Ormandi Reflex: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Balon Reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Cacumattus Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
Ely Reflex: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

Everyone saved, taking only 5 damage except for Cacumattus, who took none. Evasion, yo.

Sparkle greases the square under the skeletons!

Purple Reflex Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Red Reflex Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Both fall. Whee!

Ormandi takes a five foot step back, and then casts mirror image to protect herself. "Okay, you risked yourself to save me from my own delusions. I get that. But the next time, I'm going to punch you if you do that to me again!"

Images: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Then the Purple skeleton gets up. Attacks of opportunity for everyone next to it!

The red necromantic servant attacks purple from prone...

Claw: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 2 - 4 = 11

...and slips around on the grease some more.

ORDER: Cacumattus (AoO), Daeris, Orin (AoO), Blast Shadow (really dead this time), Purple Skeleton (sword, -5), Green Skeleton (really dead), Ormandi, Sparkle-Weave, Reesa, Kreighton, Ely (AoO), Guen (AoO), Balon, Red Necromantic Servant (prone)

The whole party is up!

THanks for the good botting, botbuddy! Three charges of infernal healing gets Balon almost to full health. I've marked off a point from my Necromancy pool for the skeleton raise. I do wish I could raise something more exciting than a single human skeleton, but I'll get there eventually.

To his skeletal friend, Balon says "Pick up a bone and bludgeon those until they are destroyed."

The skeleton follows its orders, picking up a large bone and smacking the (purple) one.

club: 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 + 2 = 21
damage, bludgeoning: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Balon himself pulls out a wand, casts a curative spell, then walks up and touches the skeleton. [ooc]Casting cure light wounds from a CL3 wand.
touch?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
positive: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

...and the skeleton dies!

-- COMBAT OVER! --

Ormandi turns to you. "If I had walked in the middle of those undead, and died, my temporal magic would have been released, which is what you wanted. Why did you save me?"

"Because, while you are a bit misguided, I don't think you are a bad person. We don't want you to die. We want you to help us out down this threat, and then all of us get out of here and restore things to the proper timeline. That's all. No matter what you heard, we arent just murder hobos."

The burned woman turns away from you for a moment and wipes her face. "I'm a bloody drunken fool, but not an ungrateful one. Even traveling back to Earthfall, I'm never bringing my parents back, am I?"

She sighs. "You've given me two gifts -- my life and some perspective. So I owe you two in return. Here... have what's left of the absolute worst vintage in the world." She hands Cacumattus the bottle of the Sauerton Red. Then she snorts. "It's frickin' terrible! But I'll gift you all with something maybe a bit more substantial too."

Tilting her head back, she releases the glowing green energy to the sky, then crumples to the ground. "Oh, I forgot how much these burns hurt and being raked by that skeleton didn't help, either!"

AN ANCHOR SUCCESS!

In the distance you hear the screams of someone saying, "That glowing green man robbed me!"

A glowing green man runs past you, shouting, "Nay, I didn't rob you, peasant! This bauble is part of my rightful hoard. I was just reclaiming it! Do not argue with dragons, Madam, and be glad I let you LIVE!"

His arms are full of goods that look to have been stolen from market stalls around here. As he sprints past, Ormandi gives a hollow laugh. "That's Romnus. Thinks he's a dragon now. And you thought that I was messed up... Good luck with him. Maybe you'll all need that drink after all!"

Are you going to chase the fleeing dragon anchor?

Orin whispers to the party "Back me up, I know Dragons."

then stands up on his tail as high as he can get and lets out a roar "RAHR!"

Before chiding the dragon "Romnus, shame on you. Only the smallest minded of dragons need snatch baubles with their own greedy claws. Instead show your strength, make the people love or fear you and their wealth will flow to you. Look at this gnome, branded with my symbol. She has not merely fed me once, but continues to do so every day!"

bluff: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Sparkle-Weave tries very hard not to laugh at Orin and instead finds something tasty looking in her bag to hand over to the mighty Orin.

Bluff Aid: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

Romnus pauses, uncertain. "You've got a gnome as part of your hoard? Is that other gnome part of your hoard too?"

This will be a tough check. Anyone else aiding?

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25

Ely catches on quickly, chiming in, "Yes, mighty Romnus, our dragon lord Orin speaks the truth. We all know our place as his servants, and in our respect for dragonkind we have brought you a gift. Cacumattus, isn't that right?" she asks, gesturing toward the bottle of Sauerton Red. "Please, accept this fine wine as tribute and an assurance of your generous benevolence."

Auto-succeed at Bluff aid another, minimum is 13.

Bluff assist 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Reesa follows suit with the others. "Orin is a mighty ruler, that's true, but he's also just and kind. If you are a true dragon, you should emulate him. You heard his mighty roar. If you ask nicely, he might even take you on as an apprentice."

Romnus huddles himself protectively over his hoard, but he scuttles out to snatch the bottle of horrid wine from Cacumattus and sticks it into his hoard. Then he pulls it out and sniffs it and makes a face. "This isn't a very valuable gift. Are you a POOR dragon?"

"I don't want to apprentice to a POOR dragon! I won't give up my hoard. It's mine! Mine!" Then he looks wistfully down. "It would be nice to have some help guarding it, though... How did he get all of you to serve him?"

Okay... You're halfway there! Time to follow up with your next skill!

"Well, Lord Orin is certainly not poor in his natural qualities," Ely responds. "His power and magnanimous mien are obvious, without having to rely on ostentatiousness or showy boasts. Although you are clearly worthy of worship, Lord Romnus, that green glow of power may turn away potential servants who are either intimidated or unsure. Surely a true dragon has powerful enough innate magic that this strange green glow is--and please forgive me for my impetuousness, but--perhaps a bit gaudy."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14

Uhhh.... Well, my dice have been on fire all game, so I guess I was due. Can I send you a picture of me wearing my Pathfinder t-shirt for a re-roll? ;D