[PFS] Season 0 run, mixed with Dragon's Demand

Game Master Irish202

Delay

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 For the love of Pete please let that be enough for fatal damage lol!
Miss Chance <21: 1d100 ⇒ 20 Die roller, I hate you...
Blind-Fight Reroll...: 1d100 ⇒ 12 Oh, come on!

Gwen growls in annoyance as she lashes out at the undead operative once again; however, the mists cause her attack to just barely miss... "Curse this damnable fog! By the will of Falayna I will destroy you!" She screams in frustration.

I'm just going to post my next round actions now for the sake of keeping things moving along. Unless the operative decides to drop down from the pipe, which doesn't seem like that's the case, I will be doing the exact same actions. That way we don't have to wait on me when next round comes about if I'm busy at work tonight.

Next Round

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Miss Chance <21: 1d100 ⇒ 84
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Gwen attacks again... This time she manages to actually strike the undead operative with her fists!

Is there any way to dislodge the undead by pushing them or something?

I'd say a bull rush attempt would do the trick, but that provokes an attack of opportunity unless you have the proper feats...

Hereby my future actions to speed things up a bit! ^^

Rolls for the next round:
Atk roll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Dmg roll: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Atk with normal action and move action for grabbing my other sword.

As Eryzule continues to chat, Gwendallyn lashes out at the undead next to her. She misses again.

Rusted Sickle: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (14) - 1 = 13 Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4
Miss <21: 1d100 ⇒ 54

The undead that's facing Urbar and Vicard tries to hit Urbar, but its sickle bounces off of Urbar's armor.

Miss Chance Urbar, Miss <21: 1d100 ⇒ 27

Urbar counterattacks and chops down the undead. He then draws his other sword. Urbar and Vicard suddenly find themselves able to look further than five feet, because the mist around them lifts.

Skipping Vicard, Fiona and Tereze their turns for a reason that'll soon become known.

Rusted Sickle: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4 Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1
Miss <21: 1d100 ⇒ 12

The last undead fails to hit Gwendallyn again. Gwendallyn then knocks the undead's head off with a well-aimed strike.

And here's the reason:

Combat's over!

Yargos and the woman that fled move into the building. "Thank you so much!" the woman says. "I was afraid they'd kill me!"

"I discussed what's going on with Maylitha," Yargos says as he gestures in the woman's direction. "She'll keep the organ running while we head toward Nessian's place."

As Maylitha climbs the organ you quickly leave, eager to finally move on. After about an hour you find yourselves looking at Nessian's 'Pyramid,' which isn't actually a pyramid at all. Rather it consists of four ancient, battered siege towers, three of which have collapsed inward toward the largest, forming a giant, tepee-like wreck. Each leaning tower bears a makeshift guardhouse, and while circling the tower from a safe distance you spot a single sentry posted behind each tower's window.

There's a new map. You choose how you approach.

One hour was enough for all of you to lose your nonlethal damage. You have plenty of time to heal your other wounds before you head in.

Vicard looks at the ramshackle structure with a knowing eye. "Do we all rush at one and stick together or do we spread out and hit all three at once, circling in? I think we can take these guys. I vote for circling and taking all three down at once. Assuming we can sneak close enough before they raise the alarm.". He looks at the others, waiting for their opinions.

Does that seem possible to Vicard, GM?

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Gwen pats her chainshirt with a grimace. "I'm not much one for being stealthy. Though if we could somehow make it over to those rocks for cover, maybe we can sneak in closer. Splitting our group has not gone well for us at all the last two times we attempted it. I think we should try to stick together for this one. If one of you sneaky types think they can get close enough to quietly incapacitate one of the guards, I'm willing to give that a try."

Thank goodness that combat is finally over...

Ery took a moment to write in his journal as they moved onward to the pyramid in which the damn situation would hopefully end.

"I want you all to know...I hate the undead."

He paused a moment then looked up as the walked.

"Allow me to clarify, I don't enjoy them when they are not leashed by a personage who is an ally or myself."

He looked back down to his book, writing in a few notes before realizing they had already arrived. He observed the paths before them then shrugged.

"I do require a Tea-Servitor."

Tereze speaks up, I am in much the same situation as Gwendallyn. My armor is not so good at sneaking. With a slight shake of her hips she clinks her scale skirt to emphasize the point. However I do know how to call a special eagle friend zat may be able to take one of ze guards out for us. He could probably do so quickly, but not quick enough so as to not allow the guard to raise any alarm.

Realizing what she is saying she looks slightly sickened....
I... I... I am normally not so blood zirsty, but I guess zey did just try to destroy ze city with an undead army. So I guess zey deserve zis.

She sounds a lot like she is trying to convince herself that what she is about to do is right.

Since we are in game planning, I'll share my thoughts. I could summon an celestial eagle for a few rounds that could charge attack from 160' away, then last a round or two doing three smite attacks per round. Unless I get really unlucky I should be able to take out the guard in 2 or at most three rounds with no problem. If we do it from full cover that takes out one tower without them really knowing what hit them.

If you do not want me to do zat, zen I agree with Gwendallyn. We should stick together unless someone can sneak up zere.

Fiona squints her eyes at Eryzule's response, suspecting that he is making fun of her. How could you be so stupid as to think that he actually finds you attractive?, she asks herself. You've been nothing but a disappointment to everyone around you. The only reason you're still here is because they've decided to take pity on you and keep you in this group. Fiona shakes her head weakly to get rid of those thoughts, then becomes aware of the crossbow in her hands again. She answers Eryzule quietly and slowly, preferring not to take any chances, "Thanks, I guess." She lifts her crossbow and aims it at the fog, which suddenly disperses and reveals that the last undead has been killed.

In front of the pyramid:
Fiona steps up next to the others and listens to Tereze's plan. She opens her mouth as if to say something, but closes it and remains silent. Why would they listen to you? You haven't done anything to help them so far, so why should they even try?

"Or! We knock."

Ery placed balanced his large crossbow over his shoulder and pondered his own words.

"Yeah, I'll ready a charm, some one knock. When it opens, we have an ally for a time."

The elf chuckled as he looked around. Noticing Fiona about to speak he looks to her, staring blankly into her eyes, waiting with anticipation. Well, I think she's snapped, so she's likely to have a way more exciting plan then sneaking, or breaking down doors. he thought.

Seeing Fiona open and shut her mouth Tereze gently says Did you have something to add Fiona? Zere are no bad suggestions here, even ze suggestion of knocking on ze door has some merit.

She nods to Ery.

Gwen listens to the other suggestions and takes notice of Fiona when she opens her mouth, but then quickly shuts it again. She had not forgotten that manic laugh that had echoed out from the fog... What was this girl doing with the Society, was she touched? Gwen did not know the answer, but she worried about little Fiona... Perhaps she just needed a little encouragement. "Indeed. You seem the keen sort, Fiona. I imagine all manner of plans grow in your keen mind."

"Another charm, Ery?"A look of distaste crosses Vicard's harsh face. "Need I remind you, your quest for a tea server nearly got us killed last time when he raised the alarm? I don't trust that spell nearly as much as you do. If we want to go together....perhaps I should go approach alone and Bluff the guard into letting his guard down? After I take him out, that should give all you sneaky types a chance to cover the distance? It combines Ery's plan with some sense." A ghost of a smile crosses the investigator's lips.

"I can't help but to feel you're back handing me with the guise of compliments..."

Ery looks to Vicard with a raised brow.

"To add: I don't think we are a sneaky people. I think we should just knock, I really do. Also, I'd like to suggest that Muscles should be the one to Knock."

At the mention of "Muscles" He motions to Gwen.

Fiona eyes the others warily, swallows and quietly remarks "I have an idea, but I'm not sure it's a good one." After a little more encouragement to speak up, she adds "Eryzule and myself also have the power to put a guard or more to sleep for a short while. If one of you can sneak and climb below a window, we can both attempt to cast our magics on the sentry in it almost simultaneously. I should go first, because I am not limited with the number of such magics I can cast. Whoever climbed up could then dispatch that guard and either let us in or continue to one of the other two towers."

Ery gasps, as if his masculinity was insulted.

"Fiona, I can keep going long after my first expenditure. I'll be damned if you can out perform me."

He folds his arms, giving an assuring nod.

"And why bore them with sleep when you can have them at your side, coming back for more?"

"So what's it going to be?" Yargos asks you. "Sneaking up, using the eagle, walking up and knock the door, using sleep or charm spells... all at once?"

Urbar draws both his swords and slowly makes his way to the eastern gate.
"Done with waiting. Let's get this over with."
He says in a gruff voice.
"This day has been too long already."

The voice in Fiona's mind bursts out laughing at Eryzule's response, causing her to cringe expecting a lash that does not come. Foolish elf, the voice tells her between bursts of mental laughter, you can do so much more than he will ever imagine. Embrace your true destiny and I will grant you powers you and your feeble friend here cannot even grasp! With much effort, she attempts to ignore the voice's constant whispers and to focus on the conversation and the task at hand. She looks at the others, waiting for their responses, and when they say nothing, she begins to respond to Eryzule, but closes her mouth when Urbar draws his sword and walks towards the gate, apparently attempting to storm the pyramid by himself.

While the others discuss strategy Urbar walks straight up the to southeastern tower.

Light crossbow: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

"Enemies!" the man in the tower yells. He waits for Urbar to be in the clear, then shoots a bolt in the ranger's stomach.

Position yourselves where you are when Urbar gets hit. I'll roll initiative when everyone's on the map.

Gwen tries to grab Urbar when he suddenly walks out into the open very brashly, and stupidly. "Get back here you fool!" Unfortunately her warning comes too late and the ranger takes a crossbow bolt into his torso...

Icon has been moved!

"I like it when you get things goi- Oooh..."

Ery flinches and scoots behind the nearest rock when Urbar takes a bolt in the gut.

"Muscles, Kill!'

What is he doing?! Fiona thinks to herself, watching Urbar needlessly taking a bolt to his stomach. "So much for thinking in advance," she remarks to Eryzule, feeling emphathy for the dark ranger but also gaining some confidence realizing that her plan might have not been so bad after all.

"Fiona, Sleep and Tea-Servitor time, I feel."

Ery calls out behind his the rock.

Tereze stays behind the rock staring at the spot where Urbar was a moment ago a look of shock on her face.
Does he have a death wish? she asks to no one in particular.

It's a good thing only one sentry can actually see some of the party members from his tower. the other sentries are now aware of approaching enemies, but see none.

Light crossbow: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

The sentry reloads his crossbow and shoots another bolt at Urbar, but he misses this time. He's not the brightest so he keeps standing in plain view behind the open window.

Round 1:
Blue
Eryzule
Red (Will ready a bolt for the first enemy to come into view)
Fiona
Tereze
Yellow (Will ready a bolt for the first enemy to come into view)
Gwendallyn
Vicard
Urbar

Everyone's up, unless someone suddenly steps within view of the other sentries. I'm treating the sides of the towers as closed, so that gives you an idea how far the others can see.

Surprisingly aware of what is going on - perhaps because of her focus on formulating a battle plan earlier - Fiona stands behind Urbar, points at the sentry and sprinkles some sand with her other hand while muttering a few words that seem like gibberish.

Sleep Hex on the sentry.

Vicard curses at Urbar's stupidity. His impatience was going to get them all killed with his impatience and recklessness. Groaning, the young investigator sprints forward towards the sentry, drawing his sword-cane. He hopes they can take him out quickly and get inside.

"And away we go!"

Ery darts off toward the tower sides, crossbow still over his shoulder.

Fiona, could you post the save DC whenever you use an ability?

Sure - it's DC 14 vs. Will. And the hex's actual name is Slumber, just to be precise.

Peaking over the rock, Tereze sees the rest of the group run into the killing zone.

If it must be a frontal assault, I suppose I should keep the other archers off them. she thinks to herself.

Still mostly crouched behinds the rock she starts to chant:

Creatures from ze planes above,
Hear my call rise like a dove.
Enter now zis mortal plane
Zis small one your aid to gain.

Begin casting Summon Monster 1 with master of Pentacles option.

Urbar grunts as the bolts punctures his stomach. He flinches as he looks down and decides it must be done. He pulls the arrow straight out and keeps moving forward.
"I will spill your guts for this... How would you like to die human?"
He says as he walks closer to the keep. He ends up in front of the door and tries to kick it in.

Str check vs door: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Arrow is flavor text. I moved Urbar to the door which is a single action. If possible he would move inside.

@Other players, Sorry for the rashness... It is just something I imagine Urbar to do. No talking and action really seems like him. If you disagree on his action you may say so ^^ He still needs to get used to the whole 'group' thing.

For the record, I found it badass.

Eryzule darts off toward the side of the tower.

Will: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (16) - 1 = 15

The sentry in the tower resists Fiona's attempt to make him sleep.

Tereze starts summoning an eagle.

Gwendallyn double moves up to the tower. (I figure she'd do either this or go with Ery.)

Vicard sprints forward and draws his sword-cane.

Urbar pulls the arrow out as he moves over to the door. He then gives the door a very weak push.

Light crossbow: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2
Confirm crit: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

The sentry loads another bolt and leans out of the window. He shoots the bolt in Urbar's chest, causing the ranger to faint and drop to the ground.

Round 1:
Blue
Eryzule
Fiona
Tereze
Gwendallyn
Vicard
Urbar -6/12HP
Red
Yellow

Everyone's up again. Urbar, I need a stabilize roll from you :(

Tereze completes her prayer and a large celestial eagle (AC 14, HP 7, Remain 3 rounds) appears in a flash of multicolored lights. It screeches loudly and flies along the edge of the watch tower appearing suddenly to the guard from behind the wall right in front of him.

Claw: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
damage + Smite: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 +1 more if evil due to smite.
Miss... Note however it will get the AoO if the guard fires a crossbow.

AoO - if needed
Claw : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
damage + Smite: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3 +1 more if evil due to smite.

Tereze then moves over to Urbar who is bleeding on the ground.
Double Move

Ery runs over to where the eagle is mauling his target.

"I don't know why you spawn here...but I need this one."

He shouts as he rounds the corner. A hand raises up, waving over the direction of the (Yellow) Thug. Charm Person DC 15

Fiona watches as Urbar takes another bolt to his chest, this time collapsing, probably on the brink of death. Without thinking, she runs over and kneels next to him, popping out a small phial from one of her pockets and rubbing its balm around both his wounds in hopes it would help him. The balm's sharp smell reminded her of one of the accidents she had as a child - she fell off a nearby tree by playing - and Elvira had to treat her for that. She seems to be engulfed in her thoughts, and remains on her knees even after Urbar regains consciousness.

Healing hex on Urbar, 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 point heal.

Gwen ignores Urbar as he falls to the crossbow bolt, allowing those with the necessary skills to help him do their job. She instead continues the ranger's efforts to kick in the door!

Strength check!: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

The almighty unbreakable door!

Urbar's world blacks out and the next moment Fiona is kneeling next to him. He blinks in confusion and tries to get up.
"Don't know what happened there... But thanks."
He stands up looks around and tries the door another time.

Str check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

LMAO! We are the worst door-kickers in the history of door-kicking...

Light crossbow, readied bolt: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

The yellow sentry lets a bolt fly as soon as the eagle comes within his view, but misses. The eagle then reaches him and also misses.

Will: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

Eryzule then moves over to the yellow sentry's tower and makes a tea servant out of him.

Fiona, while engulfed in her thoughts, heals Urbar back to consciousness.

Gwendallyn continues Urbar's effort to kick the door in and does an equally awful job at it.

Urbar gets up and, after quickly thanking Fiona, tries to open the door again. It's still not opening.

Light crossbow: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4

A new bolt's loaded by the blue sentry and it's shot at Urbar. This time the sentry's attack misses.

"Hello!" the tea servant says to the eagle. "Are you my new friend?"

Round 1:
Blue
Eryzule
Fiona
Tereze
Gwendallyn
Vicard
Urbar 1/12HP
Red
Yellow Tea Servant

@Urbar: I believe your HP's slightly off. You were at -6 and healed for 7, not 8.

"The bird is not your newest friend, but I am. Hi!"

The elf approaches to where he can see his tea servitor a bit closer.

"Alright friend, look here. I feel your in a bad place. I want you to be not in a bad place. So, the Western tower, there's a guy holding up some more of our friends. Please disable him, and let the others in."

Whilst Eryzule converses with the would-be tea servitor, he holds out 10 gold pieces.

"Just to show my heart is in the right place, friend."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14 He's already Helpful to me now.
Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 Just in case it's needed to aid the matter.

Vicard curses as he sees Urbar go down. The fight will be much harder without the large, double sword wielding ranger. Only after that first thought does he worry that Urbar will not surivive.

First things, first....we have to wn this battle. And with that Vicard slashes out with his sword-cane aiming for the neck of the door guard, hoping to end it quickly.

Sword cane: 1d20 ⇒ 4

The Eagle (AC 14, HP 7, Remain 2 rounds) looks at Ery and the Guard for a moment then flies off around the towers. It circles around the building until it finds an unattended door and swoops down.
Double Move

Tereze closes her eyes and mumbles Spirit of life, come forth! and suddenly her hand glows with a golden radiance. She reaches out and touches that hand on to Urbar healing more of his wounds.
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

She then draws forth her club.

Sorry! Type :P
Urbar's muscles twitch and the bolt wound closes up again.
"Aaah... Much better."
He says with a smile as thanks to Tereze. He tries the door handle to be sure it is locked. If it is then he will bash the door again to no avail.

Str check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Fiona remains on her knees, her thoughts of the past racing in her mind. Amidst the noises of charmed tea-servants and failed door-kicking, she regains some of her senses and stands up, looking about in seemingly empty eyes.

Could someone post for Gwen?

"You mean John?" the tea servitor asks Eryzule. "No way, man. He's not the type to hold friends captive, let me go talk to him. And you can keep the money. We're buddies, right? No need to pay your mates for a favor!"

Vicard stabs his cane through the door's small window, but is unable to hit the sentry.

Tereze's eagle circles the building as she heals Urbar a bit more. She then draws her club.

Urbar tries the door handle, but the door's really locked. He kicks the door again, but to no avail.

After several flashbacks Fiona regains some of her senses and gets back up.

Round 1:
Blue
Eryzule
Fiona
Tereze
Gwendallyn
Vicard
Urbar 5/12HP
Red
Yellow Tea Servant

@Tereze: Eagles can fly 80 feet in a single move action. It required only a single move action to reach the other sentry. You may still spend the standard action! :)