PF Shackled City SCAP

Game Master Freddy Honeycutt

Broccan shrugs. "'z worth a look. Shall we 'ead on then?"

*shrug* "Tully, whadya know 'bout th' one 'neath th' barrow?"

As you head onwards toward the Barrow.

Tully: "I thought the barrow would be easily explored, it being so well known and not even hidden from view that it would have been looted long ago."

The hill (or mound) before you has a diameter of over 500 feet and rises some 100 feet. As far as you can tell, there’s only one entrance, on the west side. A dark tunnel bracketed by two standing stones, a lintel stone between them linking the three into an inset trilithon.

The entry way

Broccan draws his sword and moves cautiously toward the entrance.

He keeps alert for danger, and also looks for anything that might be of interest.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

You'd be surprise at some things that can be hidden in plain sight.

A short inscription is carved deeply into the lintel stone…..
Druidic

Just inside the doorway within a small chamber is an altar, spiral carvings decorate the walls, floor and roof, across the way work runic script has four lines on the far wall.

Druidic

"This is druid script, says 'Saithnar the Warlord'.."

"An this one says 'Heart shall be bolder….Courage the greater……Will the sterner……As our strength lessens.'"

bardic knowledge check (DC 25) Knowledge (history/ local) (DC 30)..

On the floor lies the battered remains of a skeleton in mangled chainmail.

Perception DC 14

DC 25

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

"Zat th' guardian y' best'd?" he asks Tully, pointing at the skeleton with his sword.

Tully: "Yes that's the one, the armor was crap, but the sword was good. As hard as the fight was and the fact I got cut kept me from going any further than this."

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

The dwarf peers into the darkness and at the inscriptions, but he doesn't recognize the language, so he's glad for the druid's translation.

"'sat somethin' fam'liar t' anyone?"

Perception: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (17) + 19 = 36

"And looks like there is a Secret door in the north wall from here."

Where is that blasted bard....to make a bardic knowledge check?

I am assuming that our Bard is thinking about the information and nothing has yet come to mind.....

So investigate the secret door or going down the stairwell?

"Th' idden door was 'idden for a reason. We shou' see what't is," Broccan suggests.

"'t 'ome, th' obvious route, 'at's th' one where th' traps be. Th' 'idden route's th' way those 'n th' know would enter. If'n 'ere be traps, 'tis fewer o' them." *shrug* "But I dinna know if'n 'is was designed by dwarves. Le's 'ave a peek, eh?"

"let's check out the secrets hidden away as it has peeked my curiousity."

The secret door passes into what can only be called a maze, of passageways…..the non-uniform and treacherous in corridors are not laid out with mathematical precision. The flooring is subtly uneven, imperceptibly rising and falling, so that not every passageway begins or ends on the same level.....

The stairwell leads not into a chamber, but into a maze of passages….
Simplified

In a recessed area ahead of you, you see a creature of some sort....

Wight

Broccan moves forward, interposing himself between the creature and the group - sword at the ready.

"Can y' talk? Or'r y' noth'n but'a mine'less mons'tr?"

KNow(Religion): 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20

"I'd say it is one of the undead, a wight."

Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

"Mebbe so, mebbe so. Ah'm thinkin' a wight c'n think, aye?"

The nasty looking undead thing turns it's face towards you then seeming it has found you it begins moving towards you.....

Alkaid casts Aid on Broccan

+1 atk rolls and vs fear
Temp HP: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Edrukk draws his greatsword. "'ere now, what's yer story? What be keepin' ye from restin' quiet-like?"

Stepping forward to assist Broccan, readying an attack if possible.

Hermes slowly joins the group, he says absentmindedly to no-one in particular, "You know those words ... They were a once-famous excerpt from the Saithnasmal, the contemporary epic poem describing Saithnar the Warlord's successful efforts to repel the invaders threatening his people. This particular stanza represents his speech in the midst of the final battle admonishing his soldiers to follow his example and fight on, even though mortally wounded by enemy treachery. Interestin eh?

Seeing the group look to the danger ahead, he readies for action, getting his shortbow ready to shoot.

As the creature closes in you realize too late that this is a barrow Wight!

The creature meets Broccan's gaze....
Will save DC 14 Broccan.

Sanstree readies his club...

Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 +2 more if fear effect.

Knowledge (Religion): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Dinnae know 't be a barrow wight - 'tis got n' wheel, fer one thin'! :P

Know(Religion): 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35
Alkaid Knows everything

Broccan is now insane.....

Broccan

Wheel of Insanity!: 1d100 ⇒ 97

Sorry about this, Edd....

"Die, y' airy l'il devil!" Broccan cries as he turns and begins hacking at Edrukk with his sword. His eyes are wide and foaming drool runs from the corner of his crack-toothed mouth.

Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23

Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Alkaid slips behind and grapples Broccan in a full nelson so he could not do a thing.

grapple: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (20) + 16 = 36

"I'll hold him, Get the Wright."

Did you rebuild Alkaid? I thought she was also a warpriest...

Both of the fighter's attacks hit, but the dwarf fixes with a stare and says, "Broc, me boy, ye need t' learn t' 'it 'arder."

Turning back to the resident of the maze, he adds, 's fer ye, ye twice-dead abomber-nation, Ah dinnae what ye did t' me boyo 'ere, but Ah'm gonna 'ave a word wit' ye."

Assuming it's within a 20' movement, let's see how hard I can hit it. If it is too far away, I will use my minor destruction blessing to enhance damage rolls by +3 instead.

Attack!: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28 Melee +2 greatsword, sacred weapon, power attack, furious focus, vital strike
Damage: 4d6 + 12 ⇒ (2, 3, 2, 5) + 12 = 24

Nope, Wrong Alias

Gotcha. Here's hoping a near-crit threat is sufficient to hit - Broccan's the damage dealer around here, but I tried to rebuild the dwarf as a warpriest that could deliver a little pain when the need arose.

"First Canvy and now Broc, hold him still....almost got it..."

Sanstree hits Broccan with a wand of restoration....ending his insanity.

Broccan expression of raving madness melts away to one of bewilderment.

"Wha' happ'ned? Why's she got me truss'd up like'eh goose? Why're y' point'n tha' wand at me? Di' sum'n kill th' dead thing?"

"Come all and sundry, let the goodness in your hearts strike at the undead, let your strength of mind protect you from its deathly presence, as did Jorgen of the Golden Heart battle in the Ice Mountain of the Damned. Where is silver sword shone brightly, blinding the undead with its righteousness and sending their lost souls back for Pharesma's judgement." Hermes says loudly, as he starts to recite the epic poem of the defeat of the undead rising in Irresen.

Inspire Courage +2 attacks and damage, +2 on saves vs fear and compulsion.

Melee slam
@Edrukk

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 131d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 plus energy drain*

If hit.....
energy drain (1 level, DC 14 fortitude save)

You are up!

Alkaid let's Broccan go and then charges and attacks the wright

Attack1: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (15) + 16 = 31
Damage: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Nice roll, Alkaid. Did Eddruk hit with his attack? That attack does not hit Eddruk's normal AC.

Edrukk and Alkaid did indeed hit the creature, and likewise it's stone hard fist slammed harmlessly into Edrukk's armor.

DM Notes

Heal check DC 18

Flushing from anger and embarrassment, Broccan slashes at the unnatural creature.

Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (9) + 12 = 21

Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Second Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Alkaid goes all out on the wright

Attack1: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

Attack1: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (13) + 16 = 29
Damage: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Edrukk sidesteps, trying to give and get a flank with one of his allies.

Attack!: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28 Melee +2 greatsword, sacred weapon, power attack, furious focus, vital strike

Damage: 4d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 3, 6, 3) + 12 = 25

The wight falls the body disintegrating into nothing but dust...

The noise has apparently drawn another Wight from an alcove further down the tunnel.

The cold dead eyes stare into.....
random victim generator1d5 ⇒ 1
1=Broccan
2=Edrukk
3=sanstree
4=Alkaid
5=Hermes

Will save DC 14 See insanity spoiler tag above

You are up!

Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Here we go again: 1d100 ⇒ 26

"Buh...Buh...buhbuhbuuuh...Buh..."

"Oh Come on, another one, just fried Broccan's brain again."

Alkaid Charges it.
attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (11) + 16 = 27
damage: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

"Seriously...this usually only happens after a night of drinking and brawling!"

Applies wand to Broccan so he can act in round 2...