Qstor's PFS #8-06 Reaping What We Sow (closed recruitment) (Inactive)

Game Master Qstor

"I haven't seen one of these things before sir." the priest says to Lucien..."It seems friendly so far. As I was saying before.. he starts to get solemn. "It happened 30 years ago and was a terrible tragedy. We, all of us, allowed fear and division to triumph over mercy and love. A group of worshipers of the hag goddess,” Bertinard swallows and shakes his head, “Ah, Hell, we have her attention anyway. Gyronna. A group of worshipers of Gyronna attacked our village. They used
illusions to walk among us and tore us apart. They framed us for
betrayal and murder, and in the end, we turned against each other,
hands full of blades and hearts full of spite. I felt the poison that
had taken hold here gnawing at my faith, but knew deep down that
something was terribly wrong, and with the help of my lantern, I
revealed the truth behind their disguises. And, well, I’m not proud
of this, but I led the charge against them. I let rage take over. I cried
for their blood, for their hanging. When it was over, I followed their
tracks back to their home, dropped their bodies within it, and set
the whole mess ablaze. I may have put a stop to the threat, but
in so doing, I succumbed to their influence nonetheless. However,
Shelyn forgives me, and I have forgiven myself. What happened
here just has to be tied to those hag cultists somehow. I’ll tell you
where I left their bodies. Please, Rosehaven doesn’t deserve to go
through that nightmare again. Help us.” He gives you directions to the area.

how am I doing so far? this is just my 2nd time GMing Pbp

please add your token to the bottom right side of the swamp map.. This assumes you follow the directions

Valyssa takes note of the directions and travels with the others towards that location.

Lucien notes the directions and frowns at the mention of a swamp, looking down at his finely tailored Leather pointed boots and Dark velvet trousers and envisaging the mess it will cause. With a final dark look at the Priest, Lucien turns his back and begins to set off in the direction of the swamp.

"Once we are done here priest you will help us find our contact. Typical peon behaviour to act rashly and not think of the consequences, no wonder our home has rotted away as it has." turning to Tinker he adds "Is the creature coming with us to the swamp?"

Placed everyone on the Swamp map, really enjoying the Gam Qstor, keep up the good work ^^

Sswamp be funsss. Sssatisssfy Sssquissshy funsss.

Well I'm having fun, so you're doing great!

"The name is "Feather Seed", not "creature" and yes, it looks like Feather Seed will be joining us. Gyronna? hum." Tinker said as he thought a bit.

"Rosehaven will be avenged." he added in a whisper with the little bit he had heard about the cult.

K:Religion: 1d20 + 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (6) + (2) + 8 = 16

"Someone had better apologise for ruining my boots...", Celestin grouches as they near the swamp. Perhaps I should learn that cleaning spell that my brother is always harping on about?

Good game so far. I've had bad experiences with pbp games, but you're doing great!

Should we scout a little ahead? - says Reingard, being himself and Petunia a lot more comfortable in the wild than his companions. He wouldn't admit, but he even enjoyed being dirty.

Up ahead you see a small wooden hut and further a head some stone ruins. No sounds come from the wooden hut.

off the trail is difficult terrain.

@Tinker - you aren't sure. But Bertinard tells you Gyronna is the goddess of hags.

do you guys move up?

Lucien turns to Reingard and gestures with his arm in a clear 'after you' motion. "If you wish too, be my guest. Just make sure that neither you or your beast get covered in filth..." he replies. After the hunter sets off, he checks his blade's edge and then carefully follows, trying his best to avoid the worst of the swamp.

Drawing his rapier, Tinker looked around to see if there was anything out of place. "Lets check out the wooden hut, looks like it would be a place that someone or something might stay." he said as he slipped forward,

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Stealth: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Valyssa moves up 30 ft hugging the left side of the trail and looks around...perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

She lets the others know of anything she finds.

"We should call out a welcome to the hut to see if anyone is there."

Hmm... not the first separate hut we've seen. Are these folk antisocial or what? Celestin thinks to himself.

Celestin will cover the rear, keeping an eye out for anyone trying to sneak up on us.
perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

You guys look into the hut but don't see any creatures. However you do see some gold lying scattered about on the floor.

Bertinard points to the ruins. "The evil that attacked the village years ago was centered in those ruins. You should be cautious."

Move forward?

Voices calls to the hut, Ssself sssaysss hello. ... Looksss like youssse ssspilled youssse ssshiny coinsss. Ssshould ssself pick them up for youssse?

Voices turns to the others, Ssself not think anyone here.

Then he begins muttering to himself, Stop worrying cat. Is not really real swamp. Look youse. Stones not even sinking.

If nothing happens or no one tells him otherwise, he will poke around in the hut. Just being curious and looking for whatever.
perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (18) + 0 = 18

Following behind the others, Lucien freezes as they check the hut, waiting for something to burst forth. Seeing that none of them scream or fall over, the Noble moves closer to inspect the hut, cursing as he feels his boots sink into mud and disgusting water. Standing at the entrance he calls forth a simple spell, cautious that things are not what they seem.

Detect Magic

spellcraft: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Arcana: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

"Priest, to whom does this hovel belong?"

Bertinard turns to Luicen. "I believe it was used by the hag cult."

Lucien doesn't detect any magic in the hut. There's some gold pieces in it. A dusty old cot and a ruined small table. That's it.

"The hag cult...?... does not sound very inviting..." Valyssa responds as she steps closer to the larger ruins...

Lucien frowns slightly and looks around the room before crouching down to examine the coins scattered on the floor, taking note of any markings upon them before handling them.

"Brother, is there any significance to this hovel, or those coins? I would rather not leave something unexplained at our backs in this cursed place."

"Let me see zere... "
Perhaps Appraise on the coins? Appraise: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
And a general look around too. Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

There's 200 gp scattered on the floor. There's nothing else of value in the hut.

I guess we're done here, guys. Let's get moving. - says the Inquisitor, before turning to Bertinard - What hag cult are you talking about?

While he scouts around the place, he signs to Petunia to do the same. Her Scent ability gives her a small extra edge, but he doesn't think they'd find much anyway.

Sssok no onesss here. Voices begins to able toward the ruins.

Sure they had missed something, Lucien nevertheless shrugs and stands up using a minor cantrip to clean the gathered mud and dust from his clothes. Knowing it to be a futile effort, it makes him feel better anyway.

"With this amount of money I am surprised it hasn't yet been ransacked. he comments dryly.

With Sword drawn he follows Valyssa towards the ruins and looks around.

"Tinker, does the creature know anything about this ruins?" he asks.

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

"Once again Lucien, please refer to the Leshy as "Feather Seed" and not "the creature"." Tinker asked in a stern voice.

Looking around the area, Tinker shook his head. "They might be waiting in ambush since they might have heard us approach." he said, looking to see if there is any sign of recent habitation, like the cot or meal was still warm.

Perception: 20 + 8 + 1d6 ⇒ 20 + 8 + (1) = 29
Using a point of inspiration. 4 points remaining

Voices wanders off the path. He seems happy to swish through the swamp.

perception: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (16) + 0 = 16

Celestin will try to stick to the drier parts of the path as he follows it round with the others. He shares his brother's suspicion that they have missed something.
perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Perception Valyssa: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Perception Reingard: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Stealth bad guys: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
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Initiative voices: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Initiative Reingard: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Initiative Tinker: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Initiative Lucien: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Initiative Valyssa: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Initiative Celestin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

initiative bad guys: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Some skeletons move through the swamp towards the evil ruins.

the green area's are rough terrain. The walls on the map can't be moved through or shot through. They're like eight feet high

Surprise Round standard OR move action

The skeletons move through the swamp.

You guys are up! Its the surprise round. Just a standard action or move action.

Round One bold can act

Reingard
Bad guys
Celestin
Lucien
Tinker
Voices
Valyssa

Both Reingard and Petunia will "half-charge" as a standard action

The Inquisitor sees the undead and his instincts immediately kick. He warns the rest of the party, Undead!, then signs to Petunia to attack a side skeleton while he goes for the center one.

Attack (Reingard): 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 2 = 18
Damage (Reingard): 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Attack (Petunia): 1d20 + 3 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 2 - 1 = 17 PA
Damage (Petunia): 1d6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 2 = 10 PA

Once again the arrogant Noble seems to ignore the miffed Tinker as they move towards the ruins. Spying the walking bones from inside, he looks down at the edge of his fine blade with a frown and a sigh.

"This better not dull my blade... he says softly as he moves closer to the ruined gatehouse.

Anyone else bueller?

I thought the bad guys were next. Reingard was the only one bolded.

Sss... Hey guysss, bad thingsss to sssmasssh! Then he moves toward the skeleton that he can see, brandishing his huge club.

move action

Valyssa moves through the brush to back up her companions and then begins to sing a skaldic war song to bolster their resolve...

Urban Skald Rage:+2 morale bonus to allies’ Strength
So strong... my face is...
...You punch... break fingers...
...Kick me... you're limping...
...Stab me... you're bleeding!

Sorry, thought it was only Reinhard to post.
Celestin sees his ally run off, turns and draws his trusty light crossbow.

Looking at the skeletons and then his rapier, Tinker shook his head. Grabbing some stones from the ground, he started loading his sling.

retrieve sling as part of move action and load it.

Reingard and Petunia smash through part of the group of skeletons. The rest of the party moves up and Tinker grabs his sling. While Valyssa starts rage song.

Skeleton {two} moves up along with [three} both attempt to attack.

Skeleton (two) attack: 1d20 ⇒ 2

damage: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Skeleton (three) attack: 1d20 ⇒ 7

damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Both skeleton's horribly miss Reingard.

Round One the Rest of the party is up!

Reingard
Bad guys
Celestin
Lucien
Tinker
Voices
Valyssa

Celestin will move up (could someone move me please?), and flings a pebble at a skeleton no. 3 with Telekinetic Projectile .
attack, pbs, cover, combat: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 - 2 - 4 = 4
And goes wild with it.

Reingard enlarges himself, feeling the raging song get him even stronger, and attacks the skeleton in front of him with his morningstar.

I'm attacking the one more to the north. My AC last round was -2 because of charge; it's now -2 again, but because of my size and loss of DEX

Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 - 1 + 1 + 1 = 18
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 6 = 14

After his attack, he five-foot-steps back to open space for his companions.

Petunia, on her side, does a quick step diagonally and unleashes her full attack against the other skeleton. She's also benefitting from the raging song, and power attacks.

Bite: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 5
Damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 8

Claw 1: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 15
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 6

Claw 2: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 1 - 1 = 12
Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 8

Not finding a clear path to a target, Tinker kept an eye out to make sure nothing else was coming up behind them.

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Way too many to get a clear line of shot

Valyssa keeps singing and double moves through the brush to behind their foes...

"I am be dangerous now
You throwing rock at me
Hit eye and it no hurt me
I'm strong

You're not!"

Valyssa now has Fast Healing 2 going on her through her song from Skald's Vigor.

Combat over

Reingard smashes through the last two skeletons as the undead collapses into pieces in the swamp. The priest and Feather seed survey the scene.

Tinker looks around and sees a metal box near one side of the ruins.

The priest speaks up addressing the party "A huge thanks to you. The evil in this area has been put down. I feel the town is safe."

Feather Seed adds in Sylvan. "Yes...thank you for defeating the evil"

Don't forget your primary mission to the town :)

"Ah, yes! You think the danger has passed? I have to agree, I can sense nothing here."
Turning to the priest, he asks: "We have some questions for you, about a woman that lived here..."
Does anyone remember her name?

Tinker examined the box to make sure there were no traps on the box before opening it.

trap finding: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Disable device: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
Hope that it is unlocked

"As my short friend claims- we seek the one called Armeline. We with to have words with her. Kind words in fact. An apology of sorts from our employers."

i think that is what we came for

Tinker finds a wand a potion and a bottle in the box. you can take 20 to open it, no traps

Bertinard speaks up "Armeline spends much of her time hunting and reading books from her library but is a valued member of the town. She's given meat from her hunts to the less fortunate in town. I think she's a fine woman. I can show you her home in town."

heading back now?

Lucien's eyes narrow, it all seemed too easy, such an elaborate ritual and only a few raised dead to show for it? This place was certainly strange and there were little no answers coming forth. Turning to Tinker, the noble sweeps their hand over the Box's contents in a hope of identifying them.

Detect Magic

spellcraft, bottle: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

spellcraft, Wand: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

spellcraft, Potion: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

He then Speaks to the Investigator, "What does your creature have to say about this 'evil' here. A few skeletons is not a great deal after all and there were many more marks on the map." it is clear he either has not listened to Tinker's rebukes, or simply not cared. "Or should we abandon this trekking in favour of our true purpose?"

Featherseed chimes in that the evil is centered here. She believes that the creatures that killed Elm came from here.

Tinker gritted his teeth once again and shook his head. Translating the words from Featherseed, he explained that the creature that killed Elm was in this area.

Cat sssay plantsss hasss rootsss. Maybe look under feetsss.

I'll had wave the Spellcraft checks for the items.Ill list them tonight. Head back to the village now?

Lucien shrugs elegantly and starts to lead the way from the swamp, glad to be out of this slime and on to solid ground, albeit it probably just as filthy.

"If the 'evil' was here then it may be in town, we have more to investigate and our charge. Let us ensure they are safe before we continue on with this." he suggests, indicating the way with his drawn blade.