[PFS/Shifty] Master of the Fallen Fortress (Inactive)

Game Master Nik B.

Elowyn positions herself and Fang behind the shielded dwarf to assist with whatever comes through that door.

"Looks like Balenar hasn't been here. Lets take a quick look though and see if we can learn anything"

Perc. 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Ulfgar misses the tripwire on the floor, and a Javelin flying from a corner of the room chides him for the oversight.

Attack 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18
Damage 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

The trap now triggered, there is nothing else of interest in this room.

Giri looks on in amazement as the woodswoman speaking of her ignorance about clockwork. "Clocks are these amazing constructs that allow you to precisely track time! There are these little hands that move around a center point that helps to show you the specific time of the day." he elaborates with hand gestures from his free hand. "I have even seen some in Alkenstar that could fit into your pocket. The dwarves down there are quite amazing!" he lauds the race of miniature men.

Out of the corner of his eye, a flash of metal strikes across the room and Giri swings down his tetsubo to try and block the javelin, but his reaction speed isn't fast enough and the metal-tipped spear slams into Ulfgar. "Apologies, Ulfgar!" the oni says as he bows. "I should have been faster."

Once the room is cleared and Ulfgar tends to his wounds, Giri will move towards the next door.

1d20 ⇒ 3

Giri moves towards the next door, no signs of trouble.
Whilst he can't hear any signs of danger, there is definitily something rotten on the other side of the door - what a horrible smell!

As the team continues going forward Elowyn listens to Giri's explanation and then asks "What is Alkenstar?"

Seeing that the room he poked into is empty, Kamda shrugs and follows the Oni to the next door.
Ack, whatever be on tha other side o' this door be smellin' like a dwarf's outhouse. Reminds me o' home a little. Any o' tha rest o' ye wanna come over here? Mighten be sommat nasty in here!

He waits for the others to approach before opening the door.

Natula glad that Ulfgar can be relied upon to take one for the team walks past the perforated dwarf, confident he can walk it off.

"Ack, whatever be on tha other side o' this door be smellin' like a dwarf's outhouse. Reminds me o' home a little. Any o' tha rest o' ye wanna come over here? Mighten be sommat nasty in here!"

"Well then maybe we should know first. We're already making as much noise as a group of drunken mastodon-riding cavaliers!" She growls in a whisper.

She puts her ear to the door.

perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

"Meh. Sounds clear maybe whatever it is is dead already."

Apparently my wand of cure light wounds wasn't saved to my online profile, me paying the cost for it was included though. Can I still have it with me? I already mentioned here: http://paizo.com/campaigns/PFSPbPGamedayIVSiegeOfSerpentsStartNovember5th20 15/gameplay&page=6 4th post from the bottom that I was going to buy it.

"Ufff" Ulfgar, holds his breath from screaming in pain as the spear slices through his left arm. "Oi, erm, can anyone handle one of these? Its one of those quick bandage sticks, but the instructions were more for clergy and such." He look expectantly at Elowyn.

Yeah mate that's fine, transcription issues do happen :

Let me know when someone is cracking the door

"Yes master dwarf I can use the cure stick for you." Elowyn says with a wink.

go ahead and make your rolls for it

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

"Thank you lady Elowyn"

Since there are already two persons listening at the door, and the two times he took the front didn't turn out too well, Ulfgar thinks he'd better wait for someone else to take the front this time. He's ready to follow in though.

"OK Natula... crack open that door..." Elowyn jests with the spellcaster

Aiming her fingers meaningfully at the door begins to intone the magical words: "Klaatu... barada... nik--"

Kamda rolls his eyes and gives the door a swift kick.
Strength Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

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.

(All within 30' make a DC13 Fort save or be Sickened)

Two reptile men seem less than happy to see you.

R1
Kamda
Ulfgar
Elowyn
ENEMY
Kaeldra
Giri
Natula

Kamda waves away the stench with one gauntleted fist, and then charges straight at one of the lizard men.
Bah! I've smelled worse'n that when me Ma gets tha' farts! We be lookin' fer a bard, ye seen one?

He punctuates his question with a swing from his axe.
Attack, Charge: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Damage: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

"By the heavens that stench is horrible!"

FORT Elowyn: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
FORT Fangtooth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

"Seems Fangs senses are being assaulted by the smell... Fang Heel!" Elowyn commands the cat...
and then she follows the charging dwarf into combat and strikes with her polearm from distance

Glaive-Guisarme: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8...DMG: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

Kamda gets off to a rolicking start, landing a great blow!

Elowyn has less helpful results...!

Fort: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13 Just barely

Ulfgar moves past his team mates and the first serpentman.

"These are not your family right Giri?"

He takes up a flanking position and swings with his dwarven longaxe.
Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 = 14 vs flatfooted
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5 if hit

Fortitude save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

"Azarath metrion zinthos!"

imprecise ray of frost (CL 2, range touch, sick, into melee): 1d20 + 2 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 2 - 2 - 4 = 16 intense cold damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Threat!

Confirm?: 1d20 + 2 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 2 - 2 - 4 = 11 additional cold damage: 1d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Fortitude save: 1d20 ⇒ 5

"Squee!"

R1
Kamda Attacked
Ulfgar Attacked
Elowyn Attacked
ENEMY
Kaeldra
Giri
Natula ZAP!

Ulfgar positions, but his blow doesn't pass through the creatures thick hide, barely missing.

The creatures respond in kind.

Red (attacks Kamda)
Club 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Claw 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (6) - 3 = 3
Bite 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (20) - 3 = 17 Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Convert? 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (9) - 3 = 6 (nope)
The bite strikes Kamda!

The other bites at Ulfgar!
Club 1d20 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 2 = 9
Claw 1d20 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) - 3 + 2 = 3
Bite 1d20 - 3 + 2 ⇒ (17) - 3 + 2 = 16 Damage 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Ulfgar is also bitten!

Natula blasts the creature - Causing it some nasty frostbite!

R 12
O 0

R1
Kamda Attacked
Ulfgar Attacked
Elowyn Attacked
ENEMY
Kaeldra
Giri
Natula

R2
Kamda
Ulfgar
Elowyn

Kaeldra remains amused by her colorful companions. This is going to be one memorable, crazy misadventure. Her amusement is short lived as Kamda bursts open the door and triggers combat.

"Well, at least I'll never be bored with you guys around!"

The awful smell hits Kaeldra's senses a few seconds after the door opens. She tries to recover from the initial shock of the smell...

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

The smell proves far too strong for her half-elf senses. She begins to feel sick, but with the danger in front of her she tries to shoulder through it. Kaeldra takes a step forward and plants her feet firmly as she tries to ground herself. Her magic begin to rustle and form at her fingertips.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 - 2 = 4

The smell overcomes her again, and the magic begins to fade. It proves too much for her. She hopes her comrades won't suffer for her failure.

"Surely you jest, Ulfgar." Giri says with a laugh. "All of my closest kin are still in Jalmeray, studying under the Grandmasters of the Houses of Perfection."

Seeing the doorway blocked, the nagaji man decides to tap Kamda on the shoulder. "Ser Kamda, can you move from the doorway in order to open up the field of battle a bit?" asks Giri politely, readying himself to quickly move and strike the reddish snakeman.

Red Snakeman Strike - Flanking: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 = 20
Damage: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Readied Action to move into Kamda's location once he moves to one side and strike the snakeman.

"Uhh... Ser Kamda, have ye lost yer way? Only a slight nudge to the right or left would be appreciated." asks the nagaji to the dwarf in a very polite tone.

Bueller, bueller...;p

R1
Kaeldra attacked
Giri (pending move)
Natula

R2
Kamda
Ulfgar
Elowyn

Kamda Charged. Unless I'm missing something, he can't move until round 2...

I think you are on round 2 actions, my friend. :D

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I am, but you aren't. Your round 1 action is dependent on my move. I'll gladly five foot step to the right on my turn, but I'm afraid we kind of blocked the way for everyone.

Maybe he delays until in the second round?

Oh, my readied action is to 5' step into your square when you move and strike the creature in front. This should be fine for your second round action unless you kill it of course.

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So do I get more round 1 actions because my name is on the list? I suspect I'm failing my linguistics check to infer what's going on on the iniative chart.

Oh, I see what you mean Giri. My bad. :)

Kamda howls as the lizard thing bites him, and shakes the teeth off of his shield arm.
Bah, I ain't dinner ye oaf! Leggo!!

He then steps to the right, clearing the way for his friends, and attacks the lizard again, this time following his axe swing with a vicious slam from his spiked shield.

Axe Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Damage: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Sheild Bash: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

[ooc}Sorry Natula didn't carry your action forward, R1 you zapped :p[/ooc]

Kamda smashes the lizard twice and it collapses to the floor!

R1
Kaeldra attacked
Giri - action became redundant
Natula - zapped

R2
Kamda -chop!
Ulfgar
Elowyn
ENEMY

Ulfgar takes a 5-foot step and swings his axe again, now at the remaining reptile man.

PowerAttack: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (15) + 4 - 1 = 18
DamageIfHit: 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

The remaining creature is no match for Ulfgar's well timed and precise blow! The room is still again after the brief bout of mayhem.

Most of the few remaining arms in the room have rusted away, making them useless in combat.

Appraise: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Ulfgar sees nothing of interest in this room. He asks lady Elowyn again for help with healing his wounds, and thanks her after.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

appraise: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Hmm, masterwork silver dagger, a masterwork light steel shield emblazoned with a leaping dolphin, and a banner depicting a bird made of living flame. This might be worth something to the right buyer, assuming we get it back to town.

"Hey big guy." Natula calls over Giri. "You got space on those shoulders to carry this shield 5 lbs and banner 3 lbs?"

Looks like anyone who could use a masterwork shield already has one--with spikes on it. Natula might hang on to the dagger though, unless there are any objections in which case she might still try to hold on to the dagger. ;)

something came up and I will not be able to post for the next 24h's. I'll be back right after that. My apologies for the delay, if any

Giri bows, accepting the shield and banner. "I can carry those, Miss." He stows the banner in his satchel and hangs the shield from a loop before shouldering the pack and picking his tetsubo back up. "Shall we venture onward?" he asks as he moves to the next door, taking his customary place at the rear of the party.

You crack the other two doors carefully.

One leads to a stairwell that ascends, but is pretty full of rubble below.

The other reveals a room. 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.

A large lizard is playing in one of the pools, it looks up at you curiously as the door opens.

Do I recognize this lizard? (See knowledges (Kn...) above.)

The lizard has a pale blue underside, shading to a darker hue on its back. It has blue-black markings along its back and tail. The lizard is about 1 foot tall at the shoulder and weighs about 25 pounds.

Natula is certain it is a shocker lizard, and channels electricity to stun and wound its prey.

"Kewl...." She creaks. "Careful. It's a shocker lizard."

She gives a 5 second explanation.

"One's not so bad, but the more lizards you get the bigger the shock."

It seems to be merrily enjoying its puddle.

Kaeldra can't believe their luck on this adventure as she looks at the shocker lizard. A chilling thought crossed her mind and she begins to look around the room once again.

"They don't travel in packs do they?"

apologies, the campaign did not show post updates since i last posted. seems the fight is over and we've moved on.

Elowyn calls for Fangtooth to join her in the other room and after his mild nausea he moves to her side only stopping to sniff the fallen bodies quickly before getting to her....

"I have no need for those items Natula, go ahead and help yourself, I back your claim." Elowyn replies after seeing the wizard eyeing the dagger and other gear then looking at the rest of the group as if asking for permission to take the dagger.

Moving on to the lizard Elowyn thanks the wizard for the information on the foe and keeps the tiger at her side waiting for the consensus course of action.

"Seems harmless enough. Lets just close the door, or did you see something of interest in the room, that might us in our search for Balenar?"

Ulfgar doesn't seem tempted to go in the room. While he likes a cleared out dungeon like the next dwarf, the mission now is the recovering of Balenar and a wild beast doesn't seem like an important piece of the puzzle.

"Does anyone know, these reptile man, are they from the neighborhood?"
Meanwhile he wonders if he can divine how long they have been in the room/building. Checking for food rests etc, to see whether they have been there days, weeks, or eons ... This in order to estimate future defenses that might be there. Distinction between looters who have been faster then us, people that found another way inside years ago or something magical that triggered when the tower opened.
He does the same in the room with the trap that hit him, checking to see if it was recent, put there by the reptile men, or something ancient.
Survival: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

apologies, the campaign did not show post updates since i last posted. seems the fight is over and we've moved on.

All good :)

The javelin in the trap seems to be of the same manufacture as the rest of the reptile mens gear, so you suspect they are probably the trap setters. Between the group you surmise that normally the reptile men are subterranean, and it doesn't look like they have spent too long here - so days to weeks perhaps.

There was nothing that looked particularly interesting in the room with the shocker lizard.