[PFS] Master of the Fallen Fortress (Inactive)

Game Master StephNyan

Heveel stands idly at the door.

"You folks take a strange color. You should just relax!"

Nothing to do, I'll delay once more.

With the others surrounding the lone thing, Locke kind of mocks the thing.

Jaquilin aims her finger at one of the creatures and out fires a spell, smacking straight into the creature.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

*Looks as Jaquilin does MM*

"I expected something flashier...."
*shrug*

Ruegann lunges in with a punch

Attack: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 3 - 2 = 15
Dammage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Io looks sickened by the noxious odor, but moves in for a killing blow.

attack: 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (15) + 3 - 2 = 161d8 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 - 2 = 5

fort save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Kradvid also looks worse for the odor, but charges in to attack.

bite attack: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 - 2 = 21d6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 - 2 = 2
claw attack1: 1d20 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (12) - 3 - 2 = 71d4 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 1 - 2 = 2
claw attack2: 1d20 - 3 - 2 ⇒ (20) - 3 - 2 = 151d4 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 1 - 2 = 2

fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

As Heveel stands idly at the door, Ruegann continues to close the distance and throws a punch. The creauture's hit hard, but not hard enough to be knocked out.

Locke mocks the opponent, but the reptilian creature ignores the mockery.

Io feels sickened, but hits the standing creature hard enough to knock him out. Kradvid then rips it to shreds.

Combat's over!

After a while those who were sickened do no longer feel their stomachs twist and turn unpleasantly.

"Smell like me Auntie Tessa's socks..." Io manages after he overcomes his nausea. The dwarf searches the room for anything of value before saying "Le's try the next one."

take 10 search for 16. Should we try south?

Ruegann towards the doors
"Well which one next?"

"Closest one that would appear unlocked. Io's standing in front of one, i reckon."

Io opens the door to the south.

"Before we continue, anybody needs healing?" says the sylph, yawning.

*Looks as Jaquilin does MM*

"I expected something flashier...."
*shrug*

"It didn't appear to be that big a threat." she shrugs "I'll save my spells for bigger things."

Sago shrugs, I'm a bit bruised up, but I can keep going for now.

Io notices most of the few remaining arms in the room have rusted away, making them useless in combat.

Io then opens the door south. The octagonal room revealed is covered in a fine layer of dust. It’s clearly been abandoned for a long time.

Io looks into the room with the utmost care.

"Watch'yer steps, lads! These crafty reptiles 'ave set a trap fer ya! Ha!"

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

"I be a little banged up. Thanks"

Appraise: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Sago glances through the things in the room they fought in, carefully noting anything of value. He pulls out a banner and holds it in the air.
Hey, does anyone know what this crest is? I haven't seen it before, not that I know much about these things.

Heveel silently comes towards Ruegann and touches him lightly with his wand.

Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

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Appraise: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Survival: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

"Yep, Io's right! Beware that trap!"

Appraise: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

"Silver dagger? Interesting." she states and then looks at the shield in confusion "No idea what this means."

no knowledge local

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Survival: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Locke takes a peek over Io's shoulder.
Seeeing an empty room however, leaves little to worry about.

"Well we've got this door still."

Perception on door: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Pick lock, if needed: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Erm, if this door is complllletely unlocked, i'd like to pocket my lockpick roll.

"Thanks, Smoke that feels better"

Io frowns at the trap then closes the door again.

"Then we try this last door...I'm guessin' it be leadin' to the stairs we saw blocked below..."

There's no need for Locke's lock picking skills to open the last door on this floor, which leads to the tower's central staircase. Although the lower portion of the staircase has collapsed, cutting off access to the ground floor, the staircase is whole on this floor and above and leads to the next floor.

The door that gives access to the next floor is locked, but Locke's able to pick the lock (using Locke's last post's roll). Two stone altars, one black and one white, sit at either end of this large chamber, which takes up two wings of the tower on this level. The crumbling remains of wooden benches sag in front of each altar beneath rotting ceiling tapestries. Carved symbols and writings snake along the walls. The burnt corpses of two troglodytes lie on the floor in the center of the room.

Inside the room stand two humanoid skeletons, wreathed in auras of eternal flame. Their jaws open in soundless screams as they raise their weapons and one of them charges Ruegann.

Broken scimitar, Charge: 1d20 + 0 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 0 + 2 = 21 Damage, plus fire: 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + (2) = 6

Round 1:
Blue
Sago
Jaquilin
Io
Heveel
Ruegann
Red
Locke

Oh dicegods...i remember this part XD.
Poor paladin.

Ruegann shouts and lashes out with two round house punches

Attack1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9 Dammage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Attack2: 1d20 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 3 - 1 = 20 Dammage: 1d6 + 3 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 - 1 = 3

Sago shrugs, thinking for a moment and nodding to himself, Well, if the situation calls for it. With that, he lashes out with his spear, a new viciousness behind his blow.
He'll use Martial Flexibility to gain Power Attack.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Heveel begins to chant divine words in Auran. He really seems to levitate a few inches from the ground as he does this.

Beginning the casting of Summon Nature's Ally 1

Jaquilin studies the skeleton for a second before focusing on using her magics to disrupt it.

Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Ranged touch on skeleton: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Take cover, it's gonna blow!

Just before they move those adjacent to the burning skeleton feel the flames lick their skins.

Fire damage, Io: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Fire damage, Ruegann: 1d6 ⇒ 4
Fire damage, Sago: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Ruegann throws two punches at the skeleton next to him, hitting it once.

Fire damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Ruegann's second punch hits the burning skeleton and knocks off a few ribs, but the fire that surrounds the skeleton burns Ruegann on contact. The monk ends up disabled.

Sago attacks the skeleton from around the corner. His spear hits the skeleton's neck and knocks its head off. The skeleton then explodes, engulding those adjacent to it in a wave of flames.

Fire damage, Io: 1d6 ⇒ 1 DC 11 Ref for half: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Fire damage, Ruegann: 1d6 ⇒ 2 DC 11 Ref for half: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Fire damage, Sago: 1d6 ⇒ 3 DC 11 Ref for half: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Ruegann's able to dodge some of the flames, but the damage he takes is still enough to cause him to pass out.

Heveel begins to cast a spell that'll summon an ally from nature. He seems to levitate a bit as he does.

Jaquilin is able to recall everything about the kind of skeleton the party's facing. She quickly blasts the remaining burning skeleton apart, before it can get close to her allies.

Combat's over!

How everyone without full HP ended up:
Sago 3/12HP
Io 9/12HP
Ruegann -1/13HP (Unstable)

oh come on! For once, I thought this combat could last. Well, I'm back to doing nothing. But anyway, well done guys :)

Heveel goes over to the wounded and heals them with his wand.
I'll be happy to share the charges if you guys have wands too...

If you're quick, you might be able to light another on their hot remains. ^^

As the skeleton burst into flames;
"..hello! Good grief that's one amazing fire explosion!"

Aware that three of compatriots are injured because of it, Locke refrains the further thoughts from speech.

Wow, if i could use 'those' to blow stuff up, oh the havoc it could bring.

Jaquilin's roll was probably for the spoiler, not to identify the type of skeletons you were facing. Though you've defeated them so it doesn't really matter anyway.

Jaquilin identifies this room as a temple dedicated to Nethys, the god of magic, in both of his aspects: protection and destruction. The writings on the walls are quotes from Nethys’s holy book.

The altars still contain their silver altar services, worth 100 gp altogether, as well as two silver holy symbols of Nethys. In addition, a divine scroll rests atop each altar.

Locke examines the scrolls.
Spellcraft Black: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Spellcraft White: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

"Jaquiline, this scroll is useful, a shielding other spell.
We aught to keep this for who knows what's further up in this place."

Perc.: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Sago glances at the scrolls and leaves those more knowledgeable about such things to it. As he looks around the room, he gestures to a place in the wall. There's a door there. It's well hidden, but it's there.

"Thanks again Smoke"

"Well if there's a door there, let's check it out."

I spy with my masked eye, any traps?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Disable/lockpick: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Io is still scowling as part of his beard was singed in the previous encounter. He watches as the others investigate the altars.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Heveel, thanks for the wand charge...this being this character's first adventure, I haven't bought one yet. Thanks!!!

Sago and Locke spot a secret door. The door's locked and Locke's not able to open it. (DC 25. You may keep trying.)

Take 20 for 27, we got plenty of time.

Spellcraft for black: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

Spellcraft for white: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

"I see. This can be very useful." she smiles as she looks over the scross before putting it away.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

It takes a few minutes, but Locke eventually unlocks the door. A living, moving fabric seems to cover the ceiling of this half-collapsed chamber, which stretches northwest into darkness. The pungent smell of ammonia rises from the droppings that litter the floor.

On closer inspection the moving fabric on the ceiling turns out to be a bat swarm!

Round 1:
Ruegann
Bat swarm
Heveel
Locke
Sago
Io
Jaquilin

"Hey Smoke can you do anything about these?"

Heveel leans back on the wall, thinking out loud.

"Well, feed them with alchemist's fire... Yes, that's the thing!"

Hopefully the bat swarm isn't swarming them by the time Locke's turn comes around.

"Alchemist fire? You think too small. But do feel free to use it if you have it, or you could blind them in smoke."
Locke quickly puts together a sizzling ball and lobs it into the swarm.
"Burn, vermin, burn!"
The way Locke says it, is sounding sorta close to enthusiasm.

Ranged touch, PBS: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23BOOM: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
3 extra dmg vs swarms, total of 10.

I take it Ruegann means to delay.

Ruegann doesn't yet take any actions, except for asking Heveel what the druid can do about the bats.

Swarm damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Heveel, DC 11 Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Locke, DC 11 Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

The bat swarm moves toward the party and covers Locke and Heveel. Both receive a few minor bites.

Round 1:
Bat swarm
Ruegann
Heveel 9/10HP
Locke 9/10HP
Sago
Io
Jaquilin

Everyone's up now.

@Locke: I didn't yet apply your attack action, because I figured you and Heveel may want to move out of your bomb's splash radius first.

After waiting for his companions to clear the area, Io draws a flask from his bandolier and throws it in the most perfect of arcs. The acid flask breaks on the ceiling, and acid rains down, striking as many bats as it possibly could.

"Fire in th' hole!" Io yells as he throws it.

Delay until everyone is out, then draw and throw flask.

ranged touch acid flask: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 221d6 ⇒ 4
CRIT?: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 221d6 ⇒ 5 uh, yeah...9 dmg total

Er...sure.
If anybody's got a splash weapon or aoo spell, that'd do the trick.
Healing would be nifty afterwards..bleeding and all.