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

Game Master Irish202

Thanks for some reason I thought it was only 60' In that case
The eagle bites at the man behind the door.
Bite: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Bite Damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Gwen tries to burst the door using her muscles...Or she fails.
Strenth Check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Tereze's eagle tries to bite the sentry in the north tower, but he dodges the bird's attack.

Gwendallyn tries to burst the door in, but fails again.

The tea servitor unlocks and opens his door, revealing the empty interior of the tower he's in. He steps out of the tower and heads toward the southwest tower.

"Follow me, friend," he tells Eryzule. "We'll go talk to John and clear this up."

Light crossbow: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

The sentry up north shoots Tereze's eagle down.

Light crossbow: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

The sentry named John reloads and shoots Urbar down again. "And don't get up this time!"

Round 2:
Blue
Eryzule
Fiona
Tereze
Gwendallyn
Vicard
Urbar -3/12HP
Red
Yellow Tea Servant

"Oh. Well alright. Oh, Hey, while we pass the door, would you mind unlocking the center column for us too?"

Ery asks, motioning to the door coming up on their right. Following just behind Tea-Servitor.

The dice hate us this combat...

Strength check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Gwen's attempt to kick the door open are thwarted by the strongest door in the history of the Inner Seas...

Oh, for the God's sake. Vicard blusters and brushes past Gwen, trying to open the door by main force. "It is a double-pinioned barrel lock. No way to force that in with your shoulder. Have to be clever...'. With that, the investigator kneels to the keyhole, pulls out some lock picks and works on the devious lock.

Disable Device: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Prepare action to yank door open when I unlatch it

Gwen glares at Vicard as he brushes past her, clearly frustrated by her failed attempts. "Then do so, Vicard, and quit trying to poke the crossbowman!" She growls at him... less angry with him than she is at the situation...

Gotta roleplay that 8 Charisma somehow :)

"Ugh..."
Urbar gurgles as he goes down again.

Stabilize roll: 1d20 + 1 - 3 ⇒ (16) + 1 - 3 = 14
Finally a roll over 10!!!!

Fiona's mind clarifies a bit just as Vicard picks the lock amidst much confusion - the others seem to have failed to break it down or force istopen. Since there was nothing she could do to help there, she picks up some more dirt and throws it in the general direction of the nearby guard, hissing at him a few words.

Slumber Hex on blue guard, DC 14 vs. Will.

"I'm working as fast as I can, you can't rush these things." He says to Gwen, taking her annoyed words in stride. He grunts as he watches Urbar go down again, but it looks like the arrow plugged the bleeding.

"Serves you right for almost getting us all killed." he adds to the fallen ranger, but his words lack real bite.

Tereze reaches down and touches Urbar with her glowing hand again, healing his wounds.
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

She then srands back up and watches to see what Erys friend does.

"Let me first talk to John," the tea servitor tells Eryzule. "I'll let you in afterward. Have you ever met Nessian? You should really meet him, I bet you'll get along!"

Gwendallyn isn't able to kick in the mythic door of kick denial, but Vicard pushes her aside and unlocks it. He pushes the door open and it's revealed the tower's interior is remarkably empty.

Will: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1

Fiona throws up some dirt and throws it at the sentry. She hisses a few words, after which the sentry drops to the floor.

Tereze heals Urbar, but not enough to let him regain consciousness.

The tea servitor moves up behind Tereze and sees John's on the floor. "Ah, I see he's taking a nap. Oh well, we'll talk to him later."

The tea servitor then walks over to the main building's door. "Give me a moment. I know I've got the key somewhere..."

Unless you want to go after red: combat's over!

Urbar ends up at -1/12HP.

Vicard's face as he looks on Ery and the new tea servitor is priceless. While Ery has simply strolled in, they have bled, fallen, battered and fought for nothing. Soon, the grim investigator hoists up his jaw and grinds out, "Nice to meet you. Well played, Ery, well played." there is a note of true respect in the grinding tones.

Vicard steps inside, pulling Urbar after him. He would be safer inside the building, and not sitting where anyone could see them. "Easy on the key there, mate." He says quietly to the tea servitor. "Give us a minute to prepare ourselves before we meet Nessian. You know how particular he can be."

Tereze slips inside the room after Vicard and Urbar. She steps near Urbar and kneels down next to his body.

Quietly she prays
Lady Dawnflower bless us now.
Let this man rise like the dawn.
Your cause to serve and a city to save

A soft golden mist fills the room filling Urbar's lungs with air and barely bringing him back to alertness.
Channel Energy: 1d6 ⇒ 2

"Seems you guys did well."

the elf takes note of his comrade's conditions then smirks, chuckling lightly as he takes out his journal.

"Hey, perchance, what is Nessian paying you to be here?"

Ery places a warm hand on the Servitor's shoulder.

Urbar regains consciousness and sees Tereze above him.
"Thanks... Seem to have some problems today."
He gets up and sees that he is inside.
"You got the door then, Gwen?"
As he turns around he sees the guy lying on the floor. Once the tea servitor has turned around he bends down and loots the man, taking all armor, weapons and items from him. He then follows everyone inside.

Tereze replies kindly to Urbar Next time I suggest you wait for ze rest of us. We are stronger when we work together zen when we try zis alone.

She then closes her eyes and prays filling the room again with a golden mist.
Channel Energy to heal Urbar: 1d6 ⇒ 3

"I make friends when I'm alone."

Ery looked back to Tereze with a smile and wink.

Gwen pats Vicard on the shoulder when he picks the lock. "Good job." She sighs as the pleasant golden mist soothes her remaining wounds from one of their several encounters with the undead.

She flushes a little and mumbles something inaudible beneath her breath at Urbar's comments, but then adds. "That was Vicard's handiwork, I cannot take credit for the door." She then whacks Urbar upside the head. "Do not run out there like that again. If not for Tereze you'd still be bleeding out there with several bolts sticking out of your body."

GM, do you want to post before we try to kick in another door or not?

Vicard sighs heavily, and nods agreement with Gwen. "I'm not your captain to order you, Urbar, but common sense should have stopped you. You are going to get killed if you charge like that again, for no reason but impatience."

He turns to Tereze then saying, "Once again, you save us from our wounds. Thank the Gods you are here with us." and true gratitude fills his voice.

Tereze looks up and says: You should be zanking Fiona too, she has helped at least as much as I have. she stands up looking tired. I just hope ze gods above grant me enough grace to keep us all going. I feel like can not do too much more today.

Looking about, the elf shook his head.

"You all just need hobbies."

"Hobbies like what, hanging out with idle guardsmen?" Vicard says, nodding to the friendly seeming tea servitor."We've been a bit busy to take up whittling or knitting."

@Vicard: If you wanted to head over to the door, you didn't have to wait for me ;)

@Urbar: You're at 4/12HP now.

The tea servitor shrugs when Eryzule asks him about the pay. "Not enough, really, but you don't leave Nessian. He's a good fellow to have on your side when you get in trouble, and that's worth a lot."

"Anyway... shall we head over to Nessian, or do you need more preparations? Not sure what you're preparing for, though. Are you going to surprise him?"

"Of course we are. Despite Vicard here being a bit on the lower end of the family, He is Nessian's Nephew!"

Ery says, pulling VIcard into himself at the shoulder.

"I've been tasked with this ward for some time. I was in the area and figured I'd surprise him with a visit. The others here are His wife, my wife, and the estranged cousin."

The elf motions Gwen as Vicard's wife and Tereze as his own. Leaving only Urbar to be the odd man out.

"Anyway, if you please...this will be a family matter. I'll pay you for your time now. but He wont be needing you until tomorrow morning. You understand, right?

Diplomacy to Convince to leave: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Lies about Family Ties: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

I'm not entirely sure if Diplomacy is needed for motivating action from requests at Helpful status...but thats why it's rolled.

Urbar flinches when being scoffed by Gwen and Tereze. He only offers one solemn reply to the feedback he is given.
"I am used to working alone. That is all."
He waits to see what will happen next.

The tea servant shakes his head. "I can't abandon my post for much longer, but I'll let you in before I return. Though I should probably wake up John first, before going to my post."

He takes the key from his pocket. "I'll get you in first, friends! Follow me!"

The tea servitor heads over to the main building's door and unlocks it. "False alarm!" he says to the two men on the building's main floor. "It's just Nessian's family, paying him a surprise visit. don't tell him yet, 'kay?"

The men nod and wave at you when you enter the building. "What's up?" one of them asks you.

"I'll be off then," the tea servitor says. "Someone has to wake John up. He fell asleep, again, during guard duty."

Tereze says quietly to the men Can you keep your voice down please. We want to surprise Nessian. This is his nephew and his wife as well as his cousin and her husband.. She nods at Vicard/Gwen and Fiona/Urbar in turn. He brought us in to help with one of the parts of ze operation he is pulling, and we wanted to report our success to him personally.

Oh and you two may want to check on that guard out there. John was it? He seemed really deeply asleep, we even tried pounding on the door to wake him up and it didn't work. You both may need to carry him back in here if you can't wake him up. We will wait here and cover for you two while you bring him back. Unless zat is you two want us to just head up now?
Bluff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Diplomacy to convince them to go: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

If they both go, Tereze is going to tell Vicard to close and jam the lock on the door.

Gwen nods to the men as she is introduced, but remains silent. She is great in a fight, but words were not her forte. 'Leave the wordsmithing to those who are trained at it.'

Both thugs inside the tower buy the lies. Since they were both inside just so they could rest they don't have any obligations and both decide to check out how John's doing.

"We'll be right back," one of the thugs says. "Nessian's upstairs, by the way."

"You idiots!" a voice says from upstairs, soon followed by hasty footsteps.

A man moves down the stairs, holding a composite longbow. "They're no family of mine, take them out! EVERYONE GET OVER HERE!"

Round 1:
Urbar
Vicard
Red
Eryzule
Tereze
Gwendallyn
Blue (Asleep)
Orange
Fiona
Nessian
Yellow Tea Servant

Vicard runs forward, his sword-cane already drawn in his hand. He goes through in the door and throws himself tot he side, leaving an alley for Gwen or Urbar to charge through. The investigator nearly laughs as he realizes that he will actually be able to help in this fight.

He lashes out with the ribbon of keep steel, aiming for the orangethug's head.

Attack: 1d20 ⇒ 18

Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Urbar draws both his swords and stands ready to jump in.
"Here we go again! Humans... "

Vicard moves inside the main building and stabs at the unarmed orange thug with his sword cane. He pokes a small, undeep hole in the thug's head.

Urbar draws both of his swords and stands ready to jump in.

Round 1:
Urbar
Vicard
Red
Eryzule
Tereze
Gwendallyn
Blue (Asleep)
Orange
Fiona
Nessian
Yellow Tea Servant

Looks like ze game is up! Urbar let me see if I can set one of zem up for you.
Tereze rises her club and rushes forward past the two surprised guards.
She strikes at the wounded guard hitting him with a glancing blow.
club: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20
Club Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Steph, looks like you forgot to roll initiative for Purple

Gwen moves forward to engage the guards as their deception is foiled by Nessain, drawing out her dan bong as she rushes into the fray. She comes up next to Nessian and comes in low for a grapple! "Vicard, I'll handle this fool! Help Tereze!"

Grapple check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

Grapple with orange guard Nessian. I didn't see Tereze's actions before I posted my initial actions.

I assume a 27 is successful, but I don't want to assume anything...

Ery raises a brow after watching his plan flatten like that of a pancake. With a heavy sigh the elf ponderes further, watching his peers take ass and kick names.
After watching muscles tackle a guy, Ery laughed.

"But Nessian! Surely you remember promising me a large some of Tea for the care and guidance of your nephew! I see your enjoying his wife riding you like the dog you are..."

Bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

With that, He his right eye flares with a silver light as he waved his hand in the direction of [Purple Guard]. DC 15 Charm Person

@Tereze: I did roll for him, but forgot to add him to the list. (He rolled 2 so he's last.) Thank you for reminding me! I may have accidentally skipped his turn otherwise :S

Tereze moves past her flat-footed foes and hits the wounded one with her club.

Miss <21: 1d100 ⇒ 77

Gwendallyn moves up to Nessian, whose appearance seems to blur a bit. Despite the blur Tereze has no trouble grappling him.

Will: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16

Eryzule insults Nessian while trying to win one more thug over to his side. This time Eryzule's spell fails.

Spiked gauntlet: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16 Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

One of the thugs (orange) moves south of Gwendallyn and swings a spiked gauntlet at her. The spiked gauntlet creates a nasty wound.

Round 1:
Urbar
Vicard
Red
Eryzule
Tereze (Grappled)
Gwendallyn
Blue (Asleep)
Orange -3HP
Fiona
Nessian (Grappled)
Yellow Tea Servant
Purple

Another battle, Fiona thought to herself as the party's ruse failed. This one seemed more difficult because of the more enemies they were facing. The danger seemed to clear Fiona's mind from her endless thoughts while sharpening her responses. She took a few steps to improve her position, getting a better view of the battlefield. Trying to take as many thugs out as possible, at least temporarily was the best option, leaving most of the attention on the thug leader. Fiona squinted for a second, trying to recall his name, but as Gwen took a punch to the side, she shook her head and quickly cast one of her hexes at another thug.

Slumber Hex vs. Purple thug, DC 14 vs. Will.

Will: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (9) - 1 = 8

Fiona's mind is cleared by the danger. She casts one of her hexes and makes one of the thugs sleep.

Flail: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19 Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Nessian drops his bow. He draws a flail and hits Gwendallyn with it. "Get off me, wench!"

Unknown to the party the tea servant meanwhile wakes John up. "Dude! These people came out of nowhere and tried to kick in my door! What the heck?!"

Round 2:
Urbar
Vicard
Red
Eryzule
Tereze (Grappled)
Gwendallyn
Blue
Orange -3HP
Fiona
Nessian (Grappled)
Yellow Tea Servant
Purple (Asleep)

Vicard winces as Gwen takes a blow from the flail. It takes a strong effort to ignore that and face the thug behind the brawler. Taking a few steps forward, the investigator brings down the sword-cane, aiming for the thug's head.

Sword Cane: 1d20 ⇒ 11

Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Vicard is not good at hitting things. Can you Intimidate someone in a grapple? Also, did Nessian have no penalty for being in a grapple? I see no minus in his attack roll. Tracking: I have Four Inspiration and Three Luck

Urbar steps inside and attacks the orange person.
"There we are!"
He says as he brings one of his swords down, the sawtooth edge ripping flesh to pieces.

Move action for moving inside and standard action to attack. The post was assuming the attack hit!

Atk roll: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 2 = 21
Dmg roll: 1d8 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 = 14

Vicard takes a few steps forward and brings down his sword cane, barely missing the head of the thug he's aiming for.

Urbar then moves inside the building and shows how it's done. The sawtooth edge of his blade rips the thug open from his shoulder to his hip, instantly taking him out.

Round 2:
Urbar
Vicard
Red
Eryzule
Tereze
Gwendallyn (Grappled)
Blue
Fiona
Nessian (Grappled)
Yellow Tea Servant
Purple (Asleep)

Gwen hisses in pain as the spiked gauntlet opens up a nasty wound along her thigh, but she continues to maintain her hold on Nessian. Even through the pain of Nessian thumping her solidly on the ribs with his flail. In response to the solid hits, Gwen suddenly shifts her stance and moves slam Nessian to the ground and pin his arms and legs!

Grapple Maintain: 1d20 + 8 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 8 + 5 = 19 I think that succeeds.

As long as the grapple check succeeds, Nessian is now Pinned and can no longer attack! Thank that flail boy!

"Aside from muscles being a bit aggressive with Nessian...I'd say we're doing well. Odd how a fight's actions can show the more intimate nature of ones evenings..."

Ery chuckles then turns to face the door.

"Well, Let's leave the Orgy some privacy and keep watch, Fiona."

Readied action for Fire at next hostile that comes near.

When the Foe next to her falls to the ground, Tereze wheels on him and slams into his head with her club.
As she does so she coldly announces her sentence:
You who would bring ze dead back to zis world, may you find your just reward in Pharasma's embrace.
Coup De Grace with her club
Coup De Grace: 1d6 + 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + (1) + 2 = 9

Gwendallyn shifts her stance and pins Nessian to the floor, making sure he's no longer able to attack.

Eryzule readies a shot for the next hostile that comes near.

Tereze knocks the sleeping thug out.

The tug named John rounds the corner, apparently awake now. He sees Nessian pinned down and two of his comrades down.

"They got Nessian!" John yells, then runs off.

Combat's over!

Nessian spits at Gwendallyn. "Get off me!"

"Now now, Nessian." Vicard says mildly, squatting down next to the pinned criminal. "I would speak more gently if I were you. I've seen her rip a man's arms off as easy as you do a chicken leg.". He lets this sink in before putting his face in close to the pinned man.

"Let's get down to basics, Nessian. Where is the codebook? Tell us and maybe we don't rip your arms off. Or worse, I'll let Ery have you." He nods towards the elf, with no hint of a smile on his cragged face.

I don't think I need to intimidate here? He is at our mercy.

Gwen simply grins at Nessian as he spits in face, but decides to make him pay for his insolence. She lifts him up slightly and slams him hard back onto the ground again, all the while maintaining Nessian in his pin. "I'd answer his question, Nessian. The next one will be my knee to your face. You wouldn't want all these teeth knocked out of your pretty face, would you?"

Grapple Maintain: 1d20 + 8 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 8 + 5 = 24
Nonlethal Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Tereze gets out her rope and hands it to Vicard.
Gwen may need zis when she is done playing with zat scum.

She then looks around and realizing what they just did here she pales. After a long moment of thought she hurries over to pray over the two guards that were taken down. While doing so she also removes any weapons she finds on them.
Casts Stabilize on purple and orange.

Nessian's face goes pale when Gwendallyn slams him hard onto the ground and threatens him. "It's upstairs! The codebook's upstairs, in my workshop desk!"

The tea servant joins you in the door opening on the ground floor. His face turns just as pale as Nessian's when he sees the unconscious thugs and his pinned down boss. "What happened here?!"