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A mere three days ago you where back in Absalom, away from this hellhole. Three days ago, you where you where back in the civilized world, making your way to the local tavern you call your second home, looking for good drink, company, a few laughs and stories, and perhaps a little extra warmth to share your bed with. All until an aspiring Pathfinder stopped you, asking you to meat for a mission. You went, but instead of a briefing, a servant imply informed you that you where to travel to the Kortos Mountains, North of Absalom, . . . and deliver a stupid letter. Wait, what?. Deliver a letter. You must be joking, you think, until other Pathfinder join you and receive the same instructions. To one Nashota Bloodhoof, a centaur. You and the others gathered your gear and made your preparations, then set off on the trek to find a small tribe of centaurs. It went uneventfully, using your wits and experience you found the place, the Cangarit Camp, and where allowed entrance once you identified yourselves as Pathfinders. Taken to Nashota, and what seems to be an informal war-council, or perhaps meeting of elders amongst the tribe, you hand over the unopened letter, unsure if you should await a response.
“Three days?” Nashota exclaims, tossing the letter from the Decemvirate to the ground. “That’s quite the sense of humor you Pathfinders have! I tell you I need time to make this land safe for my tribe, and you give me three days? You think by paying off one enemy, you solve all our problems? Look around you,. . . we make camp in unfamiliar lands, our strongest warriors lay dead, our wounded captured by harry us constantly. But lo! The hounds of Absalom retreat, we are saved!”
This rouses a hearty chorus of laughter among the centaurs, until Nashota raises a hand for silence. “A promise is a promise. I owe you much, and Nashota Bloodhoof pays her debts. Give me a month to train and arm a warband so I can clear out these damned mountains. Then I’ll sail off to fight in your silly little game for human prizes."
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“Or,” the centaur says, smiling, “you could always march up the mountain in my place. You Pathfinders dealt with our enemies to the south—might as well handle the north, east, and west while you’re at it, since we’re such good friends?” Nahsota grins, and gestures up the mountain. “To the north, there’s that freak . She roosts somewhere up by Hollowfrost Pass. Just follow the path up Mount Ganog to find her. In the east, look for . I hear he and his are holed up in the old Northwind Mine. To the west, the thief makes camp somewhere in the forest. I don’t care what you do with him . Deal with them in three days,” she snorts derisively, “and I’ll consider your request. Until then, the matter is closed.”
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"Ah, we should have known there would be more than just a letter. There always is." The black-headed halfling relaxes and smiles at the centaur looming over him. "I'm sorry Nashota, but as is usual with the Ten, I'm afraid they didn't enlighten us as to the message they asked us to deliver. Perhaps we could start there? Can you tell us a little more of what you're being asked to do?"
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If it must be done, then we will cleanse this land.
Dragorin is dressed it back glossy black full plate and is caring a large steal shield, with the unholy symbol of Asmodeous emblazoned in red on the front. Decorating his chest are a number of military insignia and blackened unholy symbol of Asmodeous.
nodding in agreement with the others,
Yes, what more can you tell us of these threats we will face?
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"We apologize. It was not right to aim my anger at the messenger. The masters of you Pathfinders want us to wrap up everything here within 3 days, travel to the city of Diobel, and catch a ship to Goka, that we would fight in the Ruby Phoenix Tournament in their stead."
"But, enough of that. Here is what I know. If we are to help the Pathfinder Society, these are the immediate tasks that we require, and with out few resources, simply can not do them ourselves on such short notice. We, my people and I, could really use your aid, if this is to be done. We can offer you a hut to rest in for your time here, though I must apologize in advance, as it was not designed for the races of men. But it will do."
“Urso was one of the brigands Absalom hired to collect centaur skins. I killed his horse the first time we first met in battle, and he’s had it out for me ever since. Of course, after that he hired on with Otheron’s sellswords, but the damn fool didn’t stop his attacks after the truce. As far as I can tell he’s got around half a dozen bandits still working for him. Also, keep an eye out for my lance. He stole it from my tent in a raid three weeks ago, and I’d like to get it back.”
“Jerevy , she’s a freaky sorcerer, definitely dragon-blooded from what I’ve seen. Claims to be descended from the old wyrm, Maejerex, but whether or not that’s true I can’t say. I should warn you, she keeps a pair of frost drakes as ‘pets’. I’d been looking forward to hunting them down—I’ve always wanted a piece of dragonhide armor.”
“Dahruun Firehorn. He’s a gray old minotaur, and I’ve seen him using some strange magic. He’s new to the area like we are, and word is he’s starting up a cult to one of those demon lords they worship—Baphomet, I think. A few weeks ago his minotaurs smashed their way into the camp and stole several of my people. I don’t hold much hope for you finding them alive, but if you’d look for them in the mine, I’d be grateful.”
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"The demons are a threat to all of the Inner Sea, not just the Kortos Mounts. I saw too much of what they can do up in Mendev and the Worldwound. You're right Dragorin. If there are captives with even a chance of rescue, we should begin there. Nashota, can you tell us more of the magic you've seen the minotaurs use before we head to the mine?"
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"When they came, he brought with him fiends from the Abyss and dark fire. Some of our strongest warriors, those that he did not take, he used some sort of magic to make them vanish for a time, reappearing later as if lost."
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Sounds like a follower of Bophomet, Sovereign of the Ivory Labyrinth. So either we are dealing with a priest or a zealot. Either way the Stag Lord will be happy in our dealings with followers of his dark reflection. The quiet unassuming Iroran says. He then turns to Nashota and speaks a foreign language.
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These base creatures of chaos will fall before the might and order of Asmodeus. Nahsota, can you describe the types of demons he had with him? I would like to try and identify any weaknesses they might have before we venture forth to combat them. As for the minotaurs, I have never faced one before, what can you tell us of their abilities and weaknesses? In particularly, how well do they burn?
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Oswin is a tall, muscular man in burnished plate armor. He stands as a silvery mirror image to Dragorin, with a large wooden shield and the holy symbol of Iomedae around his neck.
"Well, Asmodean, we can certainly agree that abysaal fiends must be destroyed. We are both defenders of Law, and such creatures have no respect for it. With a few minutes, I can pray for additional spells. Let us decide what best suits our needs."
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She and others from the council describe some of the pit horrors as "Standing just over three feet tall, bestial humanoids with blue-gray skin decorated with strange, coiling stripes. Dark fur grows on its head and arms, and its feet end in burning hooves. Its eyes glow as red as the f laming sword it wields in one hand, and its breath fills the surrounding air with noxious gray smoke." "They where immune to flame, and seemed resistant to both weapon and magic."
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Setting off to the east, you travel mostly uneventfully to the old Northwind Mine. The trip takes about 9 hours at a fast pace, and as come closer, you begin to notice what look to be large hoof prints, burned into the ground. They become more common the closer you get, and you also notice more and more or the landscape seems to have been burned away. No real pattern to it, it seems like random outbursts of fireballs and other incendiary bursts.
The mineshaft widens into a long, twenty-five-foot wide hallway terminating at a double door carved from rough black stone. Torches mounted on the walls cast flickering light throughout the room. Five-foot-thick basalt columns run down the center of the passage, supporting the ceiling and replacing the aged timber sets present in the rest of the mine. Several such pillars lie in pieces on the floor, yet to be assembled.
As you begin to descend into the bowels of the earth, at first the way seems very normal for a mine. After about a minute, you begin to see that it looks like the walls have recently excavated, making them larger on all sides. You then begin to hear stone being crushes and cracked, and following the sound, you round a corner and come to a hallway made of black basalt. In it, you see four minotaurs hard at work enlarging the tunnel, but also something else. An odd, bulky creature has beady eyes, and rocky skin studded with small crystals. Its jutting underbite holds large, crystalline teeth. Past them you also spot 3 centaurs badly beaten and chained to the wall.
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Round 1
Ravenmantle ()
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Rock Troll ()
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Alan (), Xiaobo (), and Oswin ()
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Minotaur 1 (), Monitaur 2 (),
Minotaur 3 (), and Minotaur 4 ()
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Dragorin (), Ravenmantle ()
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With lightning reflexes the young Tien-Min/Varisian man lets loose a rush and brings a knee up to the minotaurs jaw all the while keeping his guard up to better protect himself. He lands kicking up some dirt and a strong yet supple stance, low to the ground and leaning back one arm out in front the other protecting his face.
or if the two attacks, the above plus
lastly if any miss I get an immediate AoO
if that connects, it is immediately followed by another attack as a free action.
please note that I get 5 attacks of opportunity per round and will use as many as I can on any and all misses. Feel free to roll for me to keep the game moving along.
I get an additional +1 on attacks of opportunity due to the bullied trait.
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Ravenmantle unleashes a flurry of divinely guided arrows, dropping one of the minotaurs on the spot. It falls down, still surprised, then begins to shake as it dies. Unable to do much, and just as surprised as the minotaurs, the Rock Troll goes defensive for the moment, attempting to stay behind their larger size until it can get close and rend with it's claws and teeth.
Round 1
Ravenmantle ()
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Rock Troll ()
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Alan (), Xiaobo (), and Oswin ()
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Monitaur 2 (-16), Minotaur 3 (), and Minotaur 4 ()
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Dragorin (), Ravenmantle ()
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As Alan rushes forward, the closest minotaur reacts quickly, slamming it's horned hear into him before he is close enough to strike similar to an combat reflexes type ability .
[I]Able to dodge it, Alan continues forward, unleashing a barrage of strike, but is unfortunately unable to get through it's defenses, primarily of which is it is tough as heck hide. Right besides him comes Xiaobo, trying to bring the creature down by sweeping the knees. The brute does go down, and Xiaobo follows up with a flurry of stomps, leaving it bleeding and broken, but by no means out of the fight.[I]
Round 1
Ravenmantle ()
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Rock Troll ()
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Alan (), Xiaobo (), and Oswin ()
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Monitaur 2 (-33, prone), Minotaur 3 (), and Minotaur 4 ()
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Dragorin (), Ravenmantle ()
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My understanding is that you would basically need to rebuild, but that only applies if you have the Ult Campaign book. The oher possibility is, as SubDomains where originally introduced as Cleric Archtypes, you are allowed to build into an Archtype at later levels, IF you have not had any class features altered yet. But, as you are an 8th level caster, that means that at least one of your "class features" (your 4th level spell at 7th) has been altered, so that's not an option.
Retraining a Class Feature takes 5 days. 10 x 8(class level) x 5(days) =
400 gp and 5 PP (1/day).
If you would like, I'd allow you to retrain before starting, but otherwise it would need to be afterwards.
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Xiaobo manages to reposition the minotaur, allowing Oswin to strike hard and fast.
It attempts to stand up, drawing it's axe as it does so. . .
Round 1
All hit, and leave the minotaur nothing but a limp, albeit bloody and broken corpse. The other two minotaurs draw their large axes, with the closer one charging at Xiaobo as he does, hoping to put him down before being "taken down" himself.
Afterwards, Dragorin calls on hellish flame to smite the remaining creatures.
The Rock Troll doesn't seem too concerned with it, but the two minotaurs do seem a bit torn up.
ROUND 2
Dragoorin and Ravenmantle ()
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Rock Troll (-30)
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Alan (), Xiaobo (), and Oswin ()
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Minotaur 3 (-30), and Minotaur 4 (-15)
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The Ravenmantle takes a short step forward to stand just behind and left of Dragorin. The minotaur that just charged Xiaobo makes an inviting target and receives a flurry of silver-tipped arrows for his trouble. Unfortunately the bowstring catches on his gauntlet on the first shot sending a pair of arrows careening out of control.