[PFS PbP Gameday V] #7-00 The Sky Key Solution (tier 5-6) (Inactive)

Game Master SwampTing

The main courtyard of the Grand Lodge is abuzz with activity today. At the edge of the bustle, a lone figure stands with his arms crossed and his feet floating just a few feet off the ground. As he observes the hurried preparations for the Pathfinder Society's next big venture, he muses to himself with feigned indifference, and just loudly enough that those nearest to him might be able to hear him if they really wanted to.

"So, at long last, the Pathfinder Society has reassembled the Numerian device known as the Sky Key. Initial tests suggest it is capable of projecting a location’s past into the present, allowing Society agents to peruse books from destroyed libraries and speak with echoes of long-dead heroes. Now that it has perfected the Sky Key’s controls, or so it believes, the Society is preparing to extract a slice of Absalom’s history and bring it into the present. However, there’s no telling what might be waiting inside—or who in the present might wish to wield the same power."

"Somehow, I doubt this will go as smoothly as Kreighton Shaine hopes."

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Yea! Books! says an hulking man with no shirt.

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"Playing with time doesn't sound particularly wise to me. What if the past gets changed somehow because of our actions here today? I have heard it said that even a small change to history could result in alterations of a cataclysmic nature to the present and therefore the future as well. I'm not sure this is something we should be doing.. That said, however, I will go where the Crusade wills and work for the best possible outcome in their interests."

not trying to push the game any faster to start before date, just trying to establish a little rp before the beginning of the game day.

Present, and leveled to 6.

So close... To finish!!!

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Twitter, I know you're being secretive about what your character is. That's fine, but I still need the basics up in your profile to show up under your name.

I need at least this:
Hit points, AC (Flat-footed and touch as well), CMD, Saves, perception, initiative, notes for the DM.

That applies for the rest of the players as well.

Ok all done.

"Oh don't be so gloomy," a brightly-coloured little bird chirps as it flies to Ralph and alights on his shoulder.

"I have every confidence that something will go wrong. Something always goes wrong when we Pathfinders get involved. But we also always make things right in the end. It's kinda what we do."

"Well, ok, we make things sort-of alright in the end. Kinda. Most of the time. Sometimes."

We commence in a few days' time, so this looks like as good a time as any to start the roleplay. You can begin your character introductions.
Looks like Hakime and Twitter have already started.

"An astute observation, agent Hakime," Ralph replies, "which is why I hope you will all act judiciously when interacting with whatever pocket of the past the Sky Key conjures forth. I of course will be involved in scrutinising the bigger picture and identifying the extent to which the Sky Key allows us to alter the past. It could be dynamic, even cataclysmic, or it could be nothing at all. Let us Seekers worry about such things, and concern yourselves only with the tasks that Kreighton Shaine assigns you."

Ralph cracks a wry smile.

"Because as long as you do that, it is less likely that responsibility for whatever mishaps may occur will fall on you."

Ralph almost swats the little bird out of the air with his hand, but stops short when it starts to speak. His voice carries a hint of irritation when he replies.

"Ah yes... Twitter, was it? A colourful character, I hear, in more ways than one. Were it not for your association with Exiel, I would demonstrate why few would dare alight on my shoulder so casually. You would do well not to be so brazen when carrying out your tasks on this venture. My own association with Exiel means that anything that touches his reputation touches mine. And I am not amused when my reputation is touched."

"Hakime, you appear to have at least a smidge of sense, which is more than I can say for this one. I trust I can ask you to keep an eye her? If kept properly focused, she might be able bring... some benefits to your group."

"She is very pretty, and something of glass-half-full type I'm thinking, but if you say she is beneficial to our group, I will accept that. I trust you are right, as whatever her abilities and strengths might be, she wouldn't be here and with us if she weren't capable. I am interested to learn what she can do."

She turns to the small bird and says, "You are quite beautiful Twitter, and apparently smart (you DO talk after all). I am Hakime, and I look forward to getting to know you better as we undertake our next mission for the Society together."

"Oh, you're all buffle-headed and borrrr-ring," Twitter chirps as she wisely hops off Ralph's shoulder and alights on Hakime's instead.

"Hello, Hakky! Thanks! You're quite charming yourself. Do you like my feathers? You know, I'm a natural brunette, but I figured, hey, what's the use of being able to cast prestidigitation if you don't use it to make yourself look more interesting, you know? So now I'm a hoppin' flappin' canvas for my own bodyart, and I get to re-paint myself everyday!"

"I hope you don't mind me using your shoulder, by the way. Not like ol' fuddy-duddy here. See, there was this fox the other day, must have thought I was a snack or something and was trying to chase me! And then there was this monkey that was trying to catch me, and don't eeeeven get me started on the CATS. Seriously, you'd think the whole Grand Lodge was turning into a petting zoo, what with all these little animals running and flying about!" she chirps as she gestures animatedly with her wings, conspicuously missing the irony in her own statement.

Ralph arches an eyebrow at Twitter's words, but otherwise does not respond to them for now.

"Since you are likely to be despatched in teams on this venture, perhaps we should see about gathering a few more to join your company. I suspect we will need more than just a tiefling and a bird before we can consider this team complete..."

"You may also find that there are several peddlers and vendors milling about attempting to make a profit from agents seeking last-minute purchases. This venture will commence shortly, so if you want to peruse their wares, now would be the time."

Waiting for the others to introduce themselves. Any last minute purchases should also be made now.

A screen appears out of no where showing a black-haired human with a scythe in his hands swimming in a unknown body of water.

"It's me. I am quitting just now Cheliax. It think. I will be able to be there in time. Could you find me a belt with (description of a belt of constitution)? Could gain time. I would pay you."

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"Here done."

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A gnome dressed in an adventurer's outfit with numerous oil stains makes his way over to the group. His hair is greased up into a big blue pompadour and a pair of smoked goggles rest on his forehead. A number of wands hang from his belt, "Yo, I hope I'm not late yet. On the way over, I heard something about time travel. That be way cool or a real bummer. Probably a bit of both. Good to make the acquaintance of you cats...and bird."

Hmm, if I'm about to time travel, it might explain the time displacement problems I've had in previous missions. I'll call it, 'Temporal Backwash.' Nah, that's not technical enough.

It looks like I've been set as an inactive character in this thread. Would you mine resetting that?

" Good to make the acquaintance of you cats...."

"Cats? CATS!? Where where where where where!?" Twitter chirps anxiously as her head swivels in every possible direction in search of the deadly felines.

"Cats? I am not afraid of cats."

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A bald, gruff, white bearded (not gray), dwarf walks up to the group He wears a blue cloak, no armor, carries a heavy crossbow across his back, a battleaxe on one hip, and a warhammer on the other. He's absentmindedly playing with a rough obsidian ring on his right hand, "Interesting group. Time travel you say? That's new."

"Only in a limited fashion, but even that is impressive enough. In fact, I believe that by analysing the magical energies employed by the Sky Key when it activates, I might be able to discover the fundamental principles for a spell that will enable me to monetarily step outside the very dimension of time, and..."

Ralph cuts himself mid-sentence as he suddenly inclines his head in response to an unseen cue.

"Ah, it appears it is almost time. We should start moving, lest we be late for the big event!"

Without saying another word, Ralph beckons you to follow as he flies up above but otherwise joins the exodus of Pathfinder agents and seekers that has begun making its way from the grounds of the Grand Lodge.

You follow the procession through the streets of Absalom and out the city gates to a muddy plain five miles from the walls of city. The sun beats down as fellow Pathfinders gather on all sides, including well-traveled field agents and more permanent staff from the Grand Lodge itself. In the center of the field stands a wooden platform, raised some ten feet off the ground.

The excited chatter drowns out the buzz of summer insects as the gathered adventurers speculate on what’s to come.

You may attempt a diplomacy check to ask your fellow Pathfinders what they know. A knowledge of history and and arcana may also yield interesting information as you look around.

Please indicate which of these scenarios your character has chronicles for:
• Pathfinder Society Scenario #6–00: Legacy of the Stonelords
• Pathfinder Society Scenario #6–16: Scions of the Sky Key, Part 3: The Golden Guardian
• Pathfinder Society Scenario #6–19: Test of Tar Kuata
• Pathfinder Society Scenario#6–20: Returned to Sky
• Pathfinder Society Scenario #6–21: Tapestry’s Toil

Please also list all langauges that your character is fluent in.

Torrag follows in silence. Upon seeing the raised platform in the center, Torrag mutters quietly to himself, "This seems too familiar. Something's bound to go wrong. It always does."

Know Arcana: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 26
Know History: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24

Torrag does not have any of the listed Chronicles.

Torrag notices that there are several markings on the broad field. The markings form a series of circles, which are unusual for social gatherings but
standard for arcane rituals. The assemblage of circles suggests a conjuration ritual, but there are enough variations that even this seems unlikely. In fact, the markings across the field don’t align correctly for any sort of magical ritual. It seems to be something completely new!

Torrag also recalls that locals call this field the Bloodwatered Meadow. Many of the invading armies that tried to conquer Absalom assembled here before being defeated. But one of the most famous conflicts here did not even involve Absalom’s army. The Linnorm King Yardvun Skolson clashed with the Thuvian warlord Attagesha hundreds of years ago as both attempted to besiege the city at the same time but refused to share the glory with each. They crippled each other’s forces and were forced to retreat without ever attacking Absalom. More recently, an archeological excavation led by the Pathfinder Society uncovered truly ancient sites in the Bloodwatered Meadow. The exact age is unknown, but several building foundations and pieces of pottery seemed reminiscent of old Azlanti designs.

He is able to share all this information with the party.

That covers all the information available from knowledge checks. However, there are things not written in books that a friendly face can discover through word-of-mouth.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Hakime has played 6-16, sky key part 3

After getting briefed on the history of the area from Torrag, Van takes a few moments to ask the other nearby Pathfinders what's going on.

Diplomacy (gather info): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Van has the Chronicle sheet for 06-16: Scions of the Sky Key, Part 3: The Golden Guardian. Another one of my characters has the sheet #6–19: Test of Tar Kuata in case it matters.

Van can speak the Androffan language (thanks to a Chronicle sheet boon) in case that comes up.

Twitter speaks Common. And bird.

She's played Tapestry's Toil. I've played Scions part 3 with another character if it matters.

Twitter jumps excitedly from one Pathfinder to another as she checks out their gear.

"Ooo... That looks like it will hurt. Oooo, that's a nice mithral chainmail. Elven right? Looks comfy. Hmm...I wonder what this does. There a word written on this stick. What happens if I say ukelele - oops! Not my fault! Erm, I'll just go over here...."

" Return to the past? Seem fun.says a hulking dark haired man.

Blanmieux haven't any sky key unless he was part of the siege. The player have been in return into the sky, test of tar kuata and scions of the sky key part 3.

Highest diplomacy appears to be 15.

You hear that something has been abuzz around the Grand Lodge the past several weeks, keeping many Society scholars and casters busy and away from the public eye. This follows a recent conflict at the Grand Lodge that the Society kept from spilling into the rest of the city. However the incessant distractions caused by Twitter's flitting about prevents you from holding anyone's attention long enough to learn more.

No real penalty from Twitter's actions. Just harmless roleplay to explain your low rolls.

From above the crowd, a figure in black-and-gold robes descends to your motley gathering and hands out a few pouches.

"The Society's a little scarce on resources at the moment from pulling all of this together, so we've had to make some judgment calls about how to ditribute the limited supplies. Here's what you guys get."

He hands Twitter, Hakime and Van a belt pouch each.

The three of you each get an elixir that will grant you comprehend languages for 1 hour.

"I would suggest not using them all at once."

"Twitter, the items you requisitioned from the Exchange are in your pouch as well. But seeing as you might have trouble carrying it... perhaps you could ask one of your new friends to carry your pouch for you."

"One last thing," Ralph adds as he passes you a small token with the Glyph of the Open Road embossed on its surface. "On dangerous forays such as this, Seekers are sometimes assigned to help keep an eye on the agents. I will have my own duties, so I may not always be available. If you see the star on the glpyh glowing, it means that I am able to spare a few moments to dispense aid. Simply press on the star to bring my attention to yourselves. But you are not the only ones I am keeping an eye on, so only call on me if you think there is a genuine need."

This is just a means of keeping track of your aid token. When this table gets an aid token, I will tell you that the glyph's star has lit up.

"Now keep an eye on the stage. I expect Kreighton will be making an annoucnement shortly..." Ralph adds before leaving to speak with another group of Pathfinder agents.

"Thanks Chief. Although with this kind of aid, I gotta admit I'm kinda sweating what sort of mission you guys have for us." Van says with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.

Hakime takes the offered pouch and slips it onto her belt, elixir safely inside. "Thank you, I'm honored the society thinks us worthy of such assistance."

"It does sound like it might be a very difficult mission if they think we will need this kind of aid. I am very glad it was offered. Let's hope we won't need it, of course, but be ready in case we do." If no one else takes the token, Hakime will do so.

Kreighton Shaine, the Pathfinder Society’s Master of Scrolls and de facto Master of Spells in the wake of Aram Zey’s untimely assassination, steps forward. A broad smile graces his youthful, elven features, and his golden hair shines in the sunlight.

You can find the rest of this message at the overseer thread.

Torrag listens intently to the Master of Scrolls, scowling a little at the slight toward his fellow dwarves. He doesn't say a word though, as he's much more interested in the knowledge of a new artifact than the politics involved.

Blanmieux listens with a bad ear.
age of serpent. Not again something with the aspis consortium! They have already tried to stole that thing!

Hakime bows her head for the moment of silence for Aram Zey, though she didn't know the man, his reputation was well known and the man was very deserving of respect.

When talk of the Sky Key becomes the subject of the moment, she listens quite intently, since she was part of a group that helped recover a piece. At the demonstration of the power of the Sky Key, she gasps audibly, though softly. "Amazing! All of history can become known and recorded. The Society must be thrilled with the possibilities."

You join the throng of Pathfinder agents rushing into the network of caves. Several entrances present themselves, and a few more experienced agents make some attempt to direct the groups into different tunnels to maximise your coverage of the tunnel network and make the most of the limited time you have here.

You are waved into one of the tunnels, and as you follow if the sounds of battle and ferocious roars fill the caverns. The tunnel you are waved into leads to a massive cavern filled with the stink of animal scat and rotting meat. Shelves, passageways, and fixtures have been carved into the wall by careful hands, each stylized to resemble a serpent’s head or body. Within the cavern, you see a lone ophidian humanoid coaxing a large lizard caoted with numerous bony plates, and when he sees you enter, he points a finger at you with a sibilant hiss.

Bom Skjold has not signed in, so I am going to proceed without him. You have a 5-man team.

Twitter: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Torrag: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
Blanmieux: 1d20 ⇒ 7
Hakime: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Van: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Reptiles: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Reptiles: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (15) + 0 = 15

Turn 1
Twitter
Big Lizard
Snake-man
Torrag
Blanmieux
Van
Hakime

Twitter, you're first.

Ooo! I'm fast!

Before entering the caves, Twitter will carry (just barely struggling under the weight) her pouch over to Hakime.

"Hey Hakky, you seem like the clever sort who knows to keep herself away from men with pointy sticks. Do a bird a solid and carry this on your belt for me? Pleeeease?"

If Hakime agrees, Twitter will slip herself into the pouch as well and let Hakime carry her around. If not, Twitter will try asking Van and Torrag. If none of them agrees, she sulkily lugs her belt pouch as she flies over the party. She does not ask Blanmieux, as she identifies him as the kind of guy who would very likely carry her into all kinds of troublesome melee...

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"You know, with all that roaring and clanging and banging going on, you'd almost think the native yokels don't want us to be here... yipes! Erm... you guys see that giant armadillosaur over there, right? Everyone else sees that thing? I'm not the only one? Good, 'cos that has got to be the largest lizard I've ever seen! Erm... actually, that's not a good thing. Hey, you guys got this, right?"

When she sees the ginormous dinosaur lumbering into view, she retreats into the belt pouch and pokes only her head out. She appears to be waiting for something.

Readied action, GM check your PM.

How high is the ceiling of this cavern?

knowledge nature snake-man: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
knowledge nature armadillosaur: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

If Hakime agrees, Twitter will slip herself into the pouch as well and let Hakime carry her around.

Just to move things along, I will assume that Hakime agrees, but she can also drop the pouch (and everything inside, including Twitter) at any time.

In this part of the special, you are racing against time to gather as many 'successes' as possible, so it is in your best interests not to let minutae slow down the pace of your exploration.

Links to the Overseer's Thread, Battle Map, and Overview Map are included at the top of this page.

Twitter identifies the "snake-man" as a serpentfolk (1 question) and the "armadillosaur" as an ankylosaurus (2 questions).

But before she can tell the rest of the party any useful information, the massive ankylosaur lumbers up towards your group and swings a massive clubbed tail at what it thinks is the most dangerous of all of you - the well-muscled warrior with the numerous large weapons.

The beast appears to wince in pain briefly as it moves towards forward, but it presses on towards the barbarain and swings its massive tail down on him, nearly driving him into the ground. The serpentfolk follows closely behind, and his form shimmers as he moves, and suddenly there are 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 of him.

Turn 1
Twitter
Big Lizard -5
Snake-man (5 images)
Torrag
Blanmieux -23
Van
Hakime

Blanmieux, I have taken your DR into account in your damage. You need to make a DC23 fortitude save or be dazed for 1 round.

The party can now act. Twitter, your action will be for round 2.

Torrag curses at himself. He let himself get caught up in the possibility of the sky key, and forgot to cast mage armor on himself. He does so now, then draws his warhammer and takes a 5' step back.

I'm going to guess that the serpentfolk has class levels, so there's no point asking about his saves or special attacks. Looks like he's a spellcaster? Anyway, I'll ask about race-based special defences.

For the ankylosaur, I'll ask for the order of his saves from highest to lowest, and special defences as well. I think we've already seen his special attack...

fortitude: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

A flesh wound again. I would have like to not "rage" at the start but that my fault for not drawing the scythe. Ok. How i do this? Ahhhh I am angry... No that not how I do it. I am gonna die... not again. Ahh! why I am... Rage against my condition! ARRRRRRRGH!

I am gonna hit you so hard that you we want find your fossil after this!

rage pw: 1d20 + 11 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 11 - 2 + 2 = 19
rage pw pathfinder excellence (combat): 1d20 + 11 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 11 - 2 + 2 = 19 [argh!]

lance: 1d10 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21

Buff rage +2 attack +2 damage +2 will -2 ac 2hp/level temporary point

I didn't give you time to cast buffs beforehand, so you can declare any hour-per-level and 10-minute-per-level buffs you want to have cast beforehand.

Torrag, you can have mage armor up and choose another action.

Twitter is able to tell the party that serpentfolk are immune to mind-affecting effects, paralysis and poison, and are also slightly resistant to spells (SR 15). Little wonder that they used to dominate the planet!

Twitter is also able to tell the party that ankylosauruses are (unsurprisingly) tough and hearty, but their beastial minds are susceptible to mental attacks (high fort; low will). Fortunately, they have no special defences apart from their exceptionally tough hide (very high natural armor).

Turn 1
Twitter
Big Lizard -5
Snake-man (5 images)
Torrag
Blanmieux -23
Van
Hakime

Spellcasters, you can declare hour-per-level and 10-minute-per-level buffs that you cast before entering the caves.
Torrag, you can take another action.
Van and Hakime, I need actions for round 1.
Twitter I need an action for round 2.

Before being transported back in time, Van would have used his wand of Mage Armor on himself. If that's an issue, he'll use it after this combat.

Van casts Glitterdust placing it to affect both the serpentfolk and the dinosaur, but not Blanmieux.

DC 16 Will saves or be blinded.

Torrag will cast Magic Missile at the serpentfolk, all at separate images.

In case he hits the real creature:
SR Check: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Missile 1: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Missile 2: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Missile 3: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

And if he can make the appropriate Knowledge Check on the Serpentfolk as well:
Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14

Hakime happily agrees to carry Twitter's pouch, and welcomes the little bird to travel on her hip.

When the scaly folk come into view and attack, Hakime raises her bow and takes aim at the spellcasting lizard.

assuming MM hits unerringly it's target and it must target a living being, I will roll her image rolls as if there are still 4 images and the caster to strike

to hit: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 1 = 22
dmg if hits: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 1 = 10

assuming a 22 hits, image or real? real is a 1: 1d5 ⇒ 1

to hit: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 1 = 26
dmg if hits: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 = 8

assuming a 26 hits, image or real? real is a 1: 1d4 ⇒ 4

Thanks Hakime. =)

The flap of the belt pouch twitches for a moment and a brief glow emanates from it as Twitter pokes her head out for a moment again.

GM, PMed.

Any word on the height of the cavern?

Hakime is right about mirror image and magic missiles. You want this spell to counter mirror image.
Torrag can also ask one question about the serpentfolk.
The cavern rises to about 50ft in the middle.
I will assume the spellcasters each take a 5ft step back so Hakime can avoid provoking from spellcasting.

Torrag's magic missiles streak towards the many images of the serpentfolk, and then suddenly each missile splits into 6, with one striking each serpentfolk, foiling his plan to work out the right one. Blanmieux shrugs his lance off his shoulder and attempts to stab the ankylosaurus with a powerful jab, but strikes one of the bony protrusions on the dinosaur and fails to pierce any flesh.

Van hops back cautiously and scatters magically-conjured glitter over the two prehistoric opponents.
will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
will: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

The ankylosaurus looks around in confusion as it experiences phantom pains, but finally decides that Blanmieux is still the greatest apparent threat and decides to deal with him first.
attack: 1d20 + 14 - 2 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 14 - 2 - 2 = 13
damage: 3d6 + 12 + 6 ⇒ (6, 6, 4) + 12 + 6 = 34
Fortunately, the phantom attacks have sufficiently distracted the ankylosaurus. Its tail slams the ground beside Blanmieux and causes the ground to shudder beneath your feet, but fortunately no one is hurt by it.

Unable to see, the serpentfolk backs away a little and concentrates. Suddenly all 5 of the serpentfolk-images begin to shimmer and blur before your eyes.
will: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
But the serpentfolk continues to stumble about carefully, clearly still unable to see.

Turn 2
Twitter
Big Lizard (glitter) -9hp
Snake-man (4 images, blur, glitterdust+blinded) -25hp
Torrag
Blanmieux -23hp
Van
Hakime

Dodged a painful tail. Actions for round 2, Twitter gets an action for round 3.

shouldnt it be 3 images remaining, so rolling a d4?

Hakime attacks again, shooting at the serpentfellow.

to hit: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 9 + 1 = 24
dmg if hits: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4
hit an image or real, 1 is real: 1d4 ⇒ 1
miss chance from blur >20 hits: 1d100 ⇒ 75

to hit: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 9 + 1 = 27
dmg if hits: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 = 6
hit an image or real, 1 is real: 1d4 ⇒ 1
miss chance from blur >20 hits: 1d100 ⇒ 32

that should be 10 damage to him, since it bypassed all the spell effects

His spell created 5 images in addition to the real one. You popped one, so now there are 4 images and 1 real one. I didn't look too closely at your rolls for the images in your actions for round 1, so that was my fault.
And the GM rolls are not supposed to be looked at! I may not be rolling what you think I am rolling. :p

first shot: 1d5 ⇒ 3
Your first shot in round 2 will pop an image. The second shot will hit.

Knowledge Check Question: Spell Like Abilities?

Reason my Magic Missiles did no damage:
Spellcraft: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30

Torrag conjures up an Acid Cloud (Green Circle)
Acid Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 Plus Sickened for 1 round.
Lasts 1 round. Successful Fort Save DC 18 halves damage and negates sickened.