[PFS PbP] GM Debug's The Paths We Choose (5-99) (Inactive)

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Will Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

The assassin lifts his blade as he prepares to move towards Guaril, then is suddenly overcome with fear. He begins slashing madly at some unseen foe...

Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

...and with one sluggish last thrust, he stabs weakly at the air and he collapses to the ground, completely limp.

From the far side of the ship, a caster flies up and hovers just over the deck between the remaining assassin and Guaril. He casts a spell, and winks out, along with the assassin. Suddenly, a few seconds later, the assassin blinks back into view as he fires a shot from his shortbow at Guaril before dropping his bow and approaching while drawing a pair of Kukri.

Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 2 + 2 = 15

Guaril is caught unaware by the assailant and suffers a painful blow.

Damage: 1d6 + 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + (1, 4) + 2 = 11

"Someone, get this guys flank and I'll cut him down. The rest of you, find that caster, and get off of your raft and onto the ship! There will be sharks in these waters soon! And some healing would be nice..."

Round 1... FIGHT!
Sihir (Scary... very scary)
Doomseer (Cast a spell and disappear)
Red Assassin (Shoot and move)
Shambala
Guaril (Hurt, Delaying)
Diri
Conlaoch
Peran
Bulgo

Bulgo dashes up the side of the ship.

Drawing his daggers as he runs, he admires the nice new magical one as he hops barrels and ducks under rope.

In the end he is providing Guaril the flank he asked for, but doesn't have time to strike himself.

30' base move, he can make the distance without attracting an AOO if I did my calculations correctly.

Peran scrambles off the row boat as he pulls out a rod for future use and onto Guaril's larger ship before firing a potent lightning bolt at the red assassin.

As the lightning bolt strikes the man's square instead of continuing along, it takes a sudden turn straight up, right towards where the caster turned invisible.

Potent Lightning Bolt: 10d6 ⇒ (4, 5, 2, 3, 1, 4, 2, 2, 5, 5) = 33
1 arcane point for Potent for +2CL and 1 arcane point for bending, Reflex DC 22 half

Doomseer Reflex Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Assassin Reflex Save: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

You hear some cursing come from where the caster was, so you get a pretty good idea he was hit, however the Assassin is able to avoid the bolt completely.

As soon as Bulgo takes his position, Guaril stabs at the assassin in melee with him.

Attacks: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 301d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 1 + 6d6 + 1d4 + 1 + 6d6 ⇒ (1) + 1 + (4, 5, 5, 5, 5, 4) + (3) + 1 + (5, 5, 6, 3, 3, 2) = 58

Both swipes of his dagger land cleanly, and the assassin is quite effectively dropped to the ground with lethal efficiency.

"Show off!" smiles Bulgo.

Can I land a 20' foot sphere in a spot where it would hit where the invisible foe disappeared?

Shambala gets out of the boat and tries to violenty thrust the mind of the assassin.

Mind Thrust I, Will DC 16 negates: 5d6 ⇒ (1, 5, 3, 4, 3) = 16

Crap. That question was supposed to be: "Can I land a 20' sphere in a spot where it would hit where the invisible foe disappeared without friendly fire?"

That's what I get for posting just before bed.

Diri: Yes, you can. Shambala: The assassins are both dead, their caster is invisible. I'll use your action as a readied action for the next visible threat. Which is coming momentarily.

Doomseer's Reflex Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

More cursing can be heard from the area just above and near Bulgo, and a small area of the fireball seems to burn a bit brighter. Suddenly, a pair of monsterous tentacled creatures come bursting from the water on either side of the ship, attaching themselves to the side of the boat. Shambala attempts to chase off the one nearest to him.

Red Devilfish's Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Round 2... FIGHT MORE!
Sihir
Red Devilfish (16 damage)
Doomseer (58 damage, Invisible, DC 16 + SL Disruption)
Guaril (56 damage)
Diri
Peran
Bulgo
Shambala
Blue Devilfish
Conlaoch

Either Knowledge (Arcana) to know about these tentacles...: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (9) + 17 = 26
...Or Knowledge (Dungeoneering)...: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25
...Or Knowledge (Nature): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

defensive casting concentration check, DC 19: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26

Sihir whips around and blasts the monster to port with an unnatural rainbow!

Persistent color spray: If it succeeds at its DC 20 Will save, it must then make *another* DC 20 Will save, or the first success counts for nothing and it fails.

These creatures are (as the initiative block says because I'm apparently bad at hiding information) devilfish. Although the devilfish superficially resembles a seven-armed octopus, it is an altogether different creature. Possessing a rudimentary intellect, a devilfish can understand and even speak a few words and phrases in various languages, although when it speaks, it has a tendency to mix languages together, making it somewhat difficult to understand for anyone who doesn’t speak all the languages known by the devilfish.

More than those of a mere animal, the devilfish’s intelligence and several of its abilities are gifts from a fiendish legacy—most sages believe that the original devilfish were once outsiders from the Abyss, and that over the course of thousands of years they became true natives of the Material Plane’s oceans. Rumors of far more intelligent devilfish dwelling in the deepest ocean trenches persist, although if these rumors are true, these deep-dwelling devilfish do not often come to the surface.

The creatures are particularly resistant to cold, and have a poisonous bite. Additionally, they can spray a cloud of magic infused blood, that can inhibit vision in an area around them, both on land and underwater. This blood is particularly nauseating to anyone caught in the spray.

Guaril looks over and sees the creatures approaching. "The chum was supposed to attract sharks, not these things..."

Red Devilfish Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 The creature recoils back, letting go of the wreck and is stunned. It is now a few feet underwater.

oh, indeed. I read too fast :) Glad I could thrust someone else's mind, though

The devilfish next to the boarding party writhes a bit in the water, and finally catches its bearings, reorienting itself to return to the fray.

Concentration: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
You heard some chanting begin from somewhere in the vicinity of Bulgo, however it comes to an abrupt halt.

Guaril mutters a curse in Varisian, then pulls out a potion and consumes it. Cure Moderate Wounds: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (6, 7) + 3 = 16

Round 2... FIGHT MORE!
Sihir
Red Devilfish (16 damage)
Doomseer (58 damage, Invisible)
Guaril (40 damage)
Diri
Peran
Bulgo
Shambala
Blue Devilfish
Conlaoch (Delay)

The devilfish next to the boarding party writes a bit in the water....

Ooh, like a flail snail? What's it say, what's it say?!? 8)

Shambala aims for the devilfish he already wounded psychically.

Mind Thrust I, Will DC 16 halves: 5d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 3, 2, 5) = 16

Will Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Red devilfish now has 32 damage

Peran squeaks to Guaril "Take cover, we'll take care of things."

Peran will mouth inaudible words while he gestures at the blue devilfish.

Ear Piercing Scream: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 4, 2) = 12
Potent for +2 save DC. DC 22 fort for half damage and to avoid daze.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

The Devilfish writhes as the ratfolk unleashes his silent scream, but does not seem to be impeded by the spell.

Guaril just smirks. "I called you here to help take care of things, but no way am I going to fall back."

Round 2... FIGHT MORE!
Sihir (Color Spray)
Red Devilfish (32 damage, Shook off Color Spray)
Doomseer (58 damage, Invisible, Failed to cast)
Guaril (40 damage, Healed)
Shambala (Mind Thrust)
Peran (Ear Piercing Scream)
Bulgo
Diri
Blue Devilfish (6 damage)
Conlaoch (Delay)

That was a lot to catch up on for 1 day!

Conlaoch makes a stab at the devilfish, however the creature seems a bit tougher than normal and quicker to maneuver. Without a clear stab, the water impedes his attack and the blade fails to make any significant wound.

Bulgo looks around to try and locate the spell caster.
perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

He slashes out at a nearby area, hoping the spellcaster will be there.

attack: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 12 - 2 = 20
attack2: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 11 - 2 = 28
damage: 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
damage2: 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
main hand concealment miss 1-50: 1d100 ⇒ 37
off hand concealment miss 1-50: 1d100 ⇒ 78

"Can anyone identify where he is?"

Diri pulls out a scroll that has runes scrawled across both sides, chants a bit, and hopefully reveals the location of the missing foe.

Diri draws and reads (half of) a scroll with two castings of invisibility purge. (CL 5; 25 ft. Radius) If the enemy remains unseen, she'll 5-foot step towards where the caster last was.

Can't 5-foot step in difficult terrain

Stealth: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (10) + 17 = 27

Diri's Invisibility purge does not reveal the foe, and Bulgo's swings find nothing

The devilfish on the far side of the boat climbs on board. Suddenly a spray of black-red mist bursts out of the creature, and with its incredible reach, lashes out at Peran.

Sihir, Shambala, and Peran need to make a Fort Save DC 15

A fine mist of ink and blood fills the area, obstructing vision and creating a slippery coating on the ground. Area within the cloud is difficult terrain, and grants total concealment. Except for the Devilfish, they can see through it just fine.

Tentacle at Peran: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
Tentacle damage: 3d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 6, 3) + 4 = 17
Grab at Peran: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (12) + 13 = 25 vs CMD

The tentacle latches on to Peran, pulling him in to the creature's central mouth.

Savage Bite: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (4, 5) + 4 = 13

Round 3... Revenge of the Fish
Sihir
Conlaoch
Red Devilfish (32 damage)
Doomseer (58 damage, Invisible)
Guaril (40 damage)
Shambala
Peran
Bulgo
Diri
Blue Devilfish (6 damage)

Did the last attack just miss, or is there no way to attack the red one?

Conlaoch readies an attack on the red devilfish if it comes back up to attack.

Fortitude save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Sihir nearly keels over from the noisome wave.

Conlaoch, the last attack missed due to it's cover bonus.

The devilfish on the port side of the wreck continues to try to board the ship. This time as it's just about onto the wreck, Conlaoch's nodachi tears into it.

Red devilfish now has 47 damage

In it's severely wounded condition, the devilfish opts to cover it's escape with another noxious cloud, and then dive deep back into the sea. The cloud covers the boarding raft, but doesn't extend far over the lip of the shipwreck.

Conlaoch, and Diri need to make Fortitude saves, DC 17.

The Doomseer attempts to finish his mission, and reveals himself as he targets Guaril with a spell.

Guaril's Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

...and Guaril collapses to the deck. He begins making horrible gasping sounds and appears to be unable to breathe.

Round 3... Revenge of the Fish
Sihir (Trying not to vomit)
Conlaoch (Made some sushi, Pending Fort save)
Doomseer (58 damage, cast a spell)
Guaril (Unconcious, at 0 HP)
Shambala
Peran (Grappled, might be poisoned?)
Bulgo
Diri (Pending Fort save)
Blue Devilfish (6 damage)

Peran, I don't want to make assumptions about you casting spells, however if you would like to use any reactive magic that you might have that would help prevent that grapple, you can ignore the damage and fort save from the bite if successful. The DC would be 23 for the escape artist check.

Also, everyone ignore the concealment thing I said a post back. I apparently can't be bothered to read a monster entry correctly. The ink only provides concealment underwater.

Round 3... Revenge of the Fish
Sihir (Trying not to vomit)
Conlaoch (Made some sushi, Pending Fort save)
Doomseer (58 damage, cast a spell)
Guaril (Unconcious, at 0 HP)
Shambala
Peran (Grappled, might be poisoned?)
Bulgo
Diri (Pending Fort save)
Blue Devilfish (6 damage)

Deep hurting!!! Deeeeep huuurting!!!

No immediate action defenses on Peran, thank you for the note though.

Fort: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

spellcraft: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25
Peran squeaks as the fish monster grabs him and his strength starts to leave him.

The grapple proves no match for the rat as he easily slides out of the grapple and onto the forecastle.
Move action: Dimensional Slide (Su)

Peran then fires a potent lightning bolt at the doomseer.

Lightning Bolt: 10d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 4, 1, 4, 3, 3, 2, 5, 3) = 29
Reflex 22 half

If need be Peran will angle the lightning bolt into the deck to avoid hitting his companions but he'd rather not strike the boat if possible.

1 arcane point remaining

Peran then shouts "Guaril's being drowned by magic, if anybody can help him or remove the magic, make it a priority!"

At your position, your lightning bolt would hit either the boat, or Conlaogh. If you make it angled, you can hit the big squid as well.

Doomseer's Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

The Doomseer collapses to the ground in a smoking arcing mess. Her breathing is erratic, but for the moment she appears to be alive, but unconcious.

Fort Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14 Lovely time for that.

Diri, caughing and choking, does her best to get away from the source of the awful offal.

Move action: 5 foot movement

Fort Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Blech! 1d4 ⇒ 2

Peran, you also needed to make a fort save vs the nauseating cloud as well as the poison. For expedience I'll go ahead and roll that...

Peran's Fort vs the cloud: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Peran's save is a pass, everything proceeds as normal.

Which square is the spellcaster in? The one next to Guaril? I'm going to assume so and take two attacks, otherwise please move Bulgo up to him and just take the first attack, at plus two. Likewise I'm going to assume no flanking bonus or sneak attack goodness, but feel free to add +2 to hit and 2d6 damage if I do get it.

Bulgo stalks up to the spell caster and tries to force him to end the spell... with his dagger.

attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
damage: 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

The spellcaster is unconcious due to Peran's lightning bolt. If you are looking to finish her off, you can do a coup de grace, which would be automatic crit/sneak attack/kill.

I'll just go ahead and assume Peran is nailing both foes with the lightning bolt and that Bulgo is finishing off the caster and protecting Guaril.

Devilfish's Reflex: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Per Shambala's request of autopilot...
Fort save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Shambala doubles over and tries to hold is breath as he is overcome by the horrid stench of the blood and ink. He moves towards Guaril in an attempt to protect him.

The 2nd devilfish, after being severely wounded by the arc of lightning, also decides that there are tastier meals elsewhere and slides back over the edge of the ship, disappearing into the inky water.

Round 4... Save the faction leader!
Sihir
Conlaoch (Nauseated)
Guaril (Unconcious, at 0 HP)
Shambala
Peran (Poisoned)
Bulgo
Diri (Nauseated)

Crap, forgot to give Guaril a fort save for the first round of suffocation.
Guaril's Fort Save from last round: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
Ok, he collapsed as was stated. Sihir, if you attempt to dispel the Suffocation spell as you indicated in the discussion thread, the caster level check DC is 20. You've got 2 rounds to try...

dispel magic: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

A panicky stewardess appears out of nowhere: "Attention passengers, we apologize for any inconvenience, but would anyone onboard happen to possess the ability to grant a reroll???"

You find yourself wearing a T-Shirt, showing off the prowess of the mighty Harsk. Best iconic around.

Dispel Magic Reroll: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

You find yourself wearing a T-Shirt, showing off the prowess of the mighty Harsk. Best iconic around.

A Lawful Neutral Druman? Seriously? Ah, well, it's Guaril who owes him, not I.

Sihir struggles with the baleful magic, but somehow, the abrupt thought of a Middle Western teapot clarifies his understanding.

Guaril gasps and inhales a huge lungful of air. He very slowly pushes himself to his feet, takes a few seconds to catch his breath, smooth his mustache, and look around the top deck of the boat. After he seems convinced that nobody else is trying to kill him, he takes a seat.

“Every investment is a gamble, and it seems this paid off— barely. I assume that sly fox Aaqir told you about the plan, yes? Let your enemies see you in a moment of weakness, allow them to strike and taste blood, then lure them toward a trap while they think they’re winning. I, ah,” he motions noncommittallytoward some of the blood staining the deck, “think I may have let them taste too much blood tonight. You can imagine how thrilled Uncle Guaril is that a few of his heavily armed friends happened to be in the neighborhood in his time of need,” he remarks while flashing a knowing smile.

“Speaking of deals and mutual backscratching, you should know that Aaqir and I have nearly finished one to help us perform the other. I got a little too ambitious in Varisia and made a few enemies we didn’t intend to unleash, and that’s made staying in business as we are... less than wise. Fortunately, Aaqir’s looking for talent like ours, and I’m not really in a position to say no."

“That’s not to say I’m breaking up the family business—hardly the case. This is just a mutually beneficial marriage of two honest enterprises in which everyone gets a juicy cut—so long as we play nice with our proverbial in-laws. Be prepared to be even more upstanding than usual, but be ready to do things the old fashioned way. This is the start of something big.”

Bulgo picks through the gear of the assassins and the spell caster as Guaril speaks.

"Anyone tell if this is magical?" he asks, taking quite note of the Scazni's words.

The sapphire sage will be interested in this news, no doubt at all.

"Let us get you ashore then Mr Guaril. And maybe to a cleric."

As soon as Diri stops choking on whatever those devilfish were spewing out (and she takes a few notes on the possibilities of devilfish-based chemical weapons) Diri will disarm the unfriendlies and offer a bit of emergent care.

Channeling: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 5) = 13
Channeling: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 5) = 12

To Guaril:"Exactly who are these people who seem so eagerly anticipating your discontinued existence here in Absalom and anywhere else?"

Knowledge (Religion) to recognize what sort of Evil Cleric this was: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28 +3 if its an Osirian god

The caster was actually an arcane caster specializing in divination.

With the application of positive energy, the spring returns to Guaril's step. "Thanks for the patch up. I'm definitely going to need some rest after that. Those assassins were of the Gael family. They once were one of my most elusive foes. As of today, that is no longer the case."

"We're pleased to be able to help such an important pathfinders.." says Bulgo, still going through the possessions of the caster.

"Maybe we should get you to shore now..."

Sure I'll spend the extra point to hit the squidly thing too, ended up with less internet this weekend than expected.

There are a total of 10 magic items and potions in the mix of gear. For expedience I'll roll your spellcraft checks for you, but if you have anything else other than the skills as written let me know. I'll begin part 3 tomorrow which will be a new day once again.

After gathering the gear from the Gael foes, Guaril shoves the bodies overboard and joins you in the boat back to shore. "Time for me to return to Aaqir and finalize our new arrangement. You've done well today, and Uncle Guaril will certainly remember."

Returning to shore, Guaril guides you to a specific dock where a few guards await him and prepare to escort him the rest of the way. With a smile and nod, he departs, leaving you to find your way back to your lodgings for a good night's rest. Maybe tomorrow you'll be able to enjoy the food at the party?

Bulgo once again changes clothes. And has a bath.

"I avoided the worth of that ink/stink, but really, even being down wind a little.."

Once back in his finary the halfling makes sure his first visit in the party is to the cold drinks table, and then armed with a glass of wine he approaches the buffet table with only one thought in mind. Chicken wings.