[PFS] PbP Gameday 3 - Master of the Fallen Fortress (Inactive)

Game Master Luke_Parry

"Hmmmmm," Aeloran says, looking around. Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

"Any tracks? Of course, climbing things on the walls don't leave tracks," says Sindre, thinking about the spider.

Helm and Theadus do not notice anything unusual, but Aeloran notices that there is a trap on the other door in the room.

"Ah. Hm. A trap, fellow Pathfinders. On that door. Allow me to attempt to disarm it before any harm befalls us."Disable Device: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Aeloran attempts to disable the trap, but whilst he is unable to do so, he at least does not set it off in the process...

i.e. Your first attempt was within 5 of the DC. Feel free to roll again (a few times, if necessary).

disable: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
disable: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
disable: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

It takes Aeloran a bit of fiddling, but on his fourth attempt at disabling the trap, he is finally confident that he has successful disabled it.

What now?

khorosho ...well done... comrrrrade Aeloran. parrrron me, themselves doorrrrs do not open,

Wulfgar, bowing to Aeloran steps past him and opens the door where he disabled the trap, once the door is open Wulfgar carefully looks around.

if not interupted, Wulfgar will take 20 on perception

The door easily bursts open under Wulfgar's ministrations.

Racks for weapons line the walls of this chamber; above the racks hang various shields, pieces of armor, weapons, and standards on display. Most of the racks are empty, but a few weapons remain in place. A horrible stench fills the room as well, akin to the smell of rotten eggs mixed with the reek of an open sewer.

Of more immediate concern, however, are the two small, lizard-like humanoids currently in the room, who appear rather displeased by the party bursting in like this!

Round 1: Wulfgar, Theadus, T, Sindre, Ebonfeather, Aeloran, Helm

Wulfgar and Theadus are up.

At the start of everyone's turn, I need two Fortitude saves (DC 11) to avoid being Sickened.

Also, the map has been updated.

fortitude: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21 fortitude: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

for my own clarification

Wulfgar's stomach churns and he just barely keeps from wrenching. He attacks the lizard to the left

Wraachh, Blin ... disgust...uugghhh...

greatsword attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 for damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 6) + 4 = 16

Helm rushes into the room, easily shrugging off the stench as his dedicated training keeps him from giving in to any physical weakness.

He moves toward the creature on the left and swings his katana in an overhead chop.

"AI-YAH!!!" he yells.

Fort save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Fort save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Katana Power Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21 for Katana damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 vs. flat-footed
crit?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 for Katana damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 If it hits, 23 total dmg

Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

"They smell worse than you, Wulfgar," comments Sindre. "I'll cool it off."

He says something in Skald and arcane speech, and 'frostflowers' explode like cold fireworks around the creature near Wulfgar.

Snapdragon Fireworks, Lvl2 using 1 instance of Irrisen Icemage. Lizard thingy needs a DC 16 Reflex save not to be dazzled, and a DC 15 Fort save not to be slowed, and takes 1d4 damage. I think it will take the damage and have to save not to be dazzled again next round if it's in the same place.

Snapdragon: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Fort. Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Undettered by the foul odor, Theadus rushes in and swings at the nearest reptilian creature he sees...
Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
...but once again misses his mark.

@Theadus: It was *two* Fort saves...

Fort. Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Wulfgar is overcome by the stench, and only manages a weak swing, which does not connect with his foe.

Theadus, likewise, has difficulty dealing with the stench, and whilst he manages to keep his breakfast down, he is unable to land a hit.

Both of the lizard-like humanoids gang-up on Theadus!

Claw: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (3) + 0 = 3, for 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2 damage.
Claw: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (6) + 0 = 6, for 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1 damage.
Bite: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 = 8, for 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0 damage.

Claw: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (2) + 0 = 2, for 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0 damage.
Claw: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (20) + 0 = 20, for 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2 damage.
Bite: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (16) + 0 = 16, for 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2 damage.

Crit Confirmation: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (1) + 0 = 1, for 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1 damage.

...however, despite a truly frenzied assault, one one blow manages to land, scoring a gash across Theadus' abdomen.

Sindre then strides into the room, and sets off a magical firework, which smacks into one of the lizard-like humanoids...

Reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11.

...leaving it reeling and sluggish.

Helm is quick to capitalize upon this, and hustles into the room, only to cleave the unfortunate creature in two!

Round 1: Wulfgar, Theadus, T, Sindre, Ebonfeather, Aeloran, Helm

Ebonfeather and Aeloran to finish Round 1. Wulfgar and Theadus to commence Round 2.

Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

Aeloran ponders the nature of their foe.

Neither. They are Humanoids, so it is Knowledge(Local).

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Aeloran has no idea what, precisely, these creatures are, although they appear to still be juveniles.

Are you planning to do anything else?

"They, mmmm, appear to be juveniles. Perhaps, yes, non-lethal methods should be employed?"

fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 51d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Ebonfeather is unable to quell his stomach. The noxious, smells hits his nostrils and he immediately starts to throw up. He moves up behind Wulfgar and waits for either the battle to end or an opportunity to present itself.

move behind Wulfgar and end turn

Wulfgar, choking down bile attacks the lizard again

greatsword attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17 for damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 4) + 4 = 10

Technically, if they are just at negative HP, they are dying, not dead, but it's the GM's call as to whether Helm killed that one, erm, child, dead.

Helm *did* crit for 23 points of damage. That takes it well beyond negative con, even from full hp (which it was not at).

Ebonfeather is sickened by the smell of the room, and staggers in behind Wulfgar.

Wulfgar then brings his greatsword around in a crushing blow, which drops the reptilian humanoid.

Combat over.

Now, this is a little unusual, but the room specifically calls out that you need APPRAISE, rather than Perception, to determine what is worth salvaging in this room - so give me some Appraise checks :-)

Helm looks around at all the random pieces of equipment, but none of it looks to be of the quality of his land's weapons. He sniffs and prepares to move on.

appraise: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

Appraise: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Sindre shrugs. "You know, those little things must have climbed up a wall as well, or something," he says thoughtfully.

Oh well, little reptile children…

"Those of you sickened ...can you ascertain what it is that vexes you so?"

appraise: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

While battling bouts of nausea and the overall stench, Ebonfeather looks around at what the young wretched creatures were hoarding. He than looks to Aeloran, the stench the creatures wallow in is horrible, even though my race has been known to feed on carrion.

Tengu don't get a bonus to Appraise? They should! Caw!

Ebonfeather is able to identify the following treasures amongst the large quantity of dross...

...a masterwork alchemical silver dagger, a masterwork light steel shield emblazoned with a leaping dolphin, and a banner depicting a bird made of living flame.

Let me know what you wish to do next :-)

Wulfgar quickly pulls off his helm and vomits on the dead lizard.

WWrraarrgghh…a moment comrrrrades, let me gather my wits

With that he goes over to the wall and sliding down it, flops on the ground

Wulgar would like to take a moment to let his stomach settle, please :)

Really liking Wulfar...great job on the RP. :)

"We should try this last door...once everyone has gathered themselves," Helm suggests, his face stoic.

Fair enough.

A couple of minutes later, everyone who was sickened is feeling (mostly) fine again.

1d100 ⇒ 14

Helm attempts to open the door, and discovers to his annoyance that it appears to be stuck.

Give me a Strength check (or a few!) to try and force the door open.

Helm does a martial arts kick at the door.

str check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
str check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
str check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16 Aerolan examines the room.

Helm bursts through the door, revealing...

Judging from the shelves lining the walls, this darkened room might once have been a storeroom, though its contents have long since succumbed to the passage of time. A crack in the northern wall has apparently let in some rainwater, which has collected in a large puddle on the floor.

In addition, there is a dog-sized lizard in the middle of the room, which looks up, obviously excited, when the door bursts open. Hopping up on its hind-legs, its starts to beg...

However, its excitement has some decidedly abnormal results, as crackling electricity begins to arc all over its body, occasionally earthing in the ground around it.

Let's go into initiative for the moment.

Round 1: Ebonfeather, Sindre, Aeloran, Theadus, SL, Helm, Wulfgar

Let me know what you would like to do.

Know arc: 1d20 + 8 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 8 + (2) = 14
Know nature: 1d20 + 8 + 1d6 ⇒ (13) + 8 + (1) = 22

Aeloran is able to identify this creature as a Magical Beast known as a Shocker Lizard, so-called because it is able to generate a short-range electrical pulse (and is immune to electricity).

handle: 1d20 ⇒ 19

Everyone, let me try to treason with it. Maybe it is just hungry. Grab some err...meat from the slain bodies in the other room. Ebon then starts to make clicking and other natural noises to try and calm down the angry lizard. +4 skill-4 magical=0

Sindre goes and fetches a corpse, nose wrinkling. "Good idea, Ebon..." He keeps his distance just in case.

Wulfgar pushes himself up, grabbing his sword and putting on his helm, his left eye fixed on Ebonfeather, his right, rolling into his head so all that can be seen is white.

da, good idea, bird related to lizard, da, Comrade? Well chicken and alligator taste same Ha Ha Ha

FYI, it is not angry - the lizard is quite happy - it thinks that it is going to be fed ;-)

Using Wild Empathy (I assume that is what you meant?), Ebonfeather manages to get the lizard to keeps its distance, allowing the party to search the room.

Disappointingly, there is nothing of interest contained within in.

What now?

in room #4 there appears to be a door going east

Wulfgar, not having gone into the room with the lizard, inspects the door going east.

if we arrre done with lizarrrd shall we open other door?

he proceeds to attempt to open the eastern door

Edit:from room #4

Seeing that the lizard wants food, Theadus goes back into the room with the humaniod lizards, grabs one by the ankle, and drags it into the other room with the shocker lizard. "There, eat that." he hisses as he leaves the room to go join Wulfgar.

Leaving the lizard alone, the party moves back into the armory room, and Wulfgar tries his luck on the remaining door...

1d100 ⇒ 20

...however, the door into the center of the tower seems to be stuck.

Give me a few Strength checks :-)

strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Theadus grits his fanged teeth as he grabs ahold of the door and pulls with all his stregth.
STR Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
STR Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
STR Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
STR Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

dang, with Wulfgar pushing and Theadus pulling; the door ain't gonna go anywhere, 'sept off its hinges :)