Blocking the blow with her shield, Florin lashes out with her own strike while holding firmly to her shield, the way she had always drilled. Her Blade now nothing more than an extension of her arm.......
Attack 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 51d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5 Really...
"Someone go douse those flames!" she yells. That distraction causing her dearly as her blade's aim is fouled by her own raised shield.
Florin swings, but is distracted by the fire in the library. Goldur chops and Jester fires, combining to take down the fighter in front of Goldur! Ruth manages to dampen the nearest patch of fire and put it out with a loud HISS.
Ruth drops the concentration on her spell guiding her waterskin and it falls to the ground. "All out of water guys!! What should we do now about the fire?" She shouts while moving away from the fire, her sword in one hand she extends her free hand in a fist and shouts. "Yor!" a wave of force shoots out at the man near Etune.
Florin swings, but the battle-hardened foe dodges her! Goldur steps away to gain advantage, but both his axe and Jester's arrows find no purchase. Ruth's telekinetic fist does find a home, blackening the eye of the man menacing Etune!
By the hoary hair of Gramma Snowfoot get OUT of my FACE... Arggh!
Etune prays that the party can take down her opponent or at least get their attention as she tries to hit another fire from her elevation.
Triggers AoO(Ranged Touch Attack). No cure for it. Moving would trigger one, given her position on the couch. Casting will trigger one. Casting Defensively won't stop that. -6 if she tried to jump to another couch. Not an option. Provided that she doesn't get murdered by the AoO...
Draconic:
"FAUXXI FORHIX!"
Ray of Frost on nearest burning Square, touch vs. immobile target Draconic Bloodline, Triggers AoO:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 41d3 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Well, that was *useful*. Salt in the wound would be an opponent crit right now for max damage...
Etune's spell triggers a swipe from the swordsman, whose attack causes her spell to go awry!
The fire spreads! One the swordsmen looks about with a triumphant look in his eyes. "Time to go lads!" All three withdraw to the door to the south. Attacks of opportunity from Florin and Ruth on the last chap as he passes through their threatened squares!
Ruth half-heartedly swings her sword as the men flee and the blade misses badly. ... let them run I need to put out the fire ...
AOO:1d20 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
Ruth drops her sword then scans the room for anything that she can help her put out the fire. Looking for pitchers with water in them or large blankets to smother the fire with.
Putting down the next round's action here, to speed things a little. It can be presumed that Etune is running around putting fires out as best she can.
Since the opponents are fleeing, Etune turns her attention to the fires! She can't do it alone, though!
"Help! Before it goes out of control!"
Ray of Frost on nearest burning Square, touch vs. immobile target Draconic Bloodline:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 171d3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Once the fire is out Ruth retrieves her sword off the ground as she whispers to herself. "Can't lose you my father would kill me." She than begins to search the room for Aram's notes.
Perception:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
"My eyes are all blurry from the smoke." Ruth says as tears run down her cheeks.
Makes mental note to add fireball trap to low tier next play...
It takes you quite a bit, but Jester finally notices a book shelf that seems oddly shallow. He moves aside an adjacent book to find a small cache of notes and papers Aram Zey left behind, including notes on how to close the Tapestry safely!
The dead warrior had a potion of cure light wounds, holy water, oil (2),healer’s kit (2 uses remaining), a breastplate, heavy wooden shield, cold iron dagger, heavy crossbow with 20 bolts, longsword, bedroll, tindertwigs (2), whetstone, wooden holy symbol, 3 gp.
The ritual takes 10 minutes, but the rent in the Tapestry is closed with a satisfying THWAP as reality mends itself. Feeling elated, but slightly tired by the excitement, you head to the Sky Key chamber to check on it.
This tall library is ringed by a walkway around its perimeter, which provides access to a second level of towering bookshelves. A broad Qadiran rug leads to a short pedestal within a tall glass case that itself sits within an inscribed circle—all cordoned off by a velvet rope suspended by brass poles. Several plush chairs and a few low tables bearing curios line the lower floor, and two decorative suits of armor stand at attention, each with a crossbow resting against its shoulder. Heatless torches blaze with remarkably even light in sconces throughout the room, and a tall pendulum clock against the eastern wall ticks each passing second as its hands move erratically.
A ghostly image of a Pathfinder appears in the center of the room, where his likeness eerily begins to slide through the display case. His voice echoes as he speaks to an unseen party. “Oh no, they’ve stolen the Sky Key. It also appears they disrupted the auxiliary stabilizer, too.” He pauses before continuing. “Do you feel that? I feel kind of sick all of a sudden. I hope they didn’t try to disassemble it—or worse, bring it too close to the tapestry. Wasn’t that why Zey kept them so far—” The figure’s words go unfinished as he begins to scream and dissolve, fading from view in a matter of seconds.
I'll have the map up tomorrow. Feeling a bit head-coldish right now.
The halfling blinks a little bit at the ghostly image and then rubs her forehead slightly.
"If the tapestry is a storage place and the Sky Key is sort of like a gate of some sort, then... that can be bad. It'd be sort of like trying to put a bag of holding in a bag of holding, I think? I'm not a planar expert, but I read the warning on a Pathfinder's haversack once, and they made a mention of cautions and cares..."
A sudden tearing noise, as if reality were being ripped, followed by a flash hits the room! In its wake, four humanish figures stand, their faces insane with terror and rage and their forms made of some sort of greenish goo! They lurch forward to attack!
These are ectoplasmic humans! Drawn from energies of the Ethereal Plane, ectoplasm is a vile substance resembling thick tangles of slimy linen or dripping goo. It shapes itself into the form of an undead creature, creating a host for a soul unfortunate enough to be confined within it. The existence of an ectoplasmic being is a cruel one, and few souls willingly choose this painful form of undeath. One more bit of info for every 5 points over the DC!
Etune's cold blast seems to freeze a portion of the slimy opponent, but doesn't stop it entirely.
All four lurch and charge forward to attack!
Charge vs Goldur:1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 2 = 12 for 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 damage and Will Save DC 11 or be shaken for 1d4 ⇒ 4 rounds!
Charge vs Jester:1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 3 + 2 = 24 for 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 damage and Will Save DC 11 or be shaken for 1d4 ⇒ 1 rounds!
Charge vs Florin:1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 2 = 23 for 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 damage and Will Save DC 11 or be shaken for 1d4 ⇒ 2 rounds!
Charge vs Ruth:1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 2 = 14 for 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 damage and Will Save DC 11 or be shaken for 1d4 ⇒ 3 rounds!
