Redelia's private PFS game (Inactive)

Game Master Redelia

"But think of how strong this is making you," Soddy calls down as Gellion grumbles and fumbles his way up the rope after them. "And fleshy women like strong men...or so Poffis has told me!"

Fola easily climbs up the rope behind you.

please place yourselves on the near edge of the grey area you just climbed up to.

Lovissa grins at Soddy. "I know I do."

"See? Women like Lovissa like muscled, fleshy men," Soddy again calls out to Gellion. "With more climbing maybe you will impress her with your new muscles!"
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Between this and my Freudian slip at my home game earlier this evening wherein I described a spell as giving a '+2 competence boner', this has been a most amusing day!

Aglynn huffs and puffs and eventually makes her way up. Taking 10.

You all make your way carefully to the top. You hear Fola's breath catch in shock and horror as she sees a ring of Ekujae heads on poles.

I'll let you roll your own perception and also tell me about your reaction, but please don't move yet.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

"Oh!" Soddy gasps as she spots the ring of severed heads, sounding...perhaps not horrified but definitely quite shocked. "They've been plucked, like petals from a flower! What an awful way to have your spirit set loose from your vessel!"

As she watches the last of her teammates climb up, Caena is chuckling, amused by the back-and-forth, but at Fola’s gasp she looks up and then recoils in horror. “Who would do something like that?”

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Lovissa narrows her eyes and draws her sword. "It's a warning," she tells Soddy.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Catorze had been laughing with the others until she followed Fola’s gaze.

Then her eyes narrow and her ears go flat against her head. She hunches like a feline ready to pounce. “Fola. Whomever is responsible for this will die. This is no mere warning. This is an atrocity, and will be dealt with as such.”

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Aglynn, in typical dwarven fashion, doesn't blanch at the sight of the heads, but does look sad. "May Torag look after these brave warriors."

After emptying her stomach, Sara looks resigned. This must not be left without further explanation.

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Fola starts to move forward, calling out, "Please help me get them off those posts. I don't care if touching them is forbidden, I just need to make this stop!"

As she does so, a few of the heads lift off the poles of their own volition and move towards you.

Soddy, Lovissa, Catorze, and Aglynn can all take one move or standard action as surprise round. The creatures are rising off their poles as their surprise round action. If any survive, I'll roll initiative.

You may roll kn:religion to find out about these creatures, even if you can't act.

"Oh!"

Without really thinking, Soddy grabs a seedpod and chucks it at one of the incoming heads...

Seedpod vs. Black (Ranged Touch; Range Penalty): 1d20 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 - 2 = 5

...but it sails wide; hitting a moving, flying target is harder than it looks.

"Fleshy parts aren't supposed to fly...right?"

Knowledge religion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Caena stares in bewilderment.

Lovissa charges the head nearest to Fola and swings her sword at it. Using the charge as a standard action.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 2 = 18
Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

Current AC: 13, T:9, FF:12 for 1 round.

"I've fought the dead before!" Lovissa shouts, clearly intending to be heard by whatever evil lurks nearby. "I have brought low remnants of the will of the Whispering Tyrant himself! These abominations won't stop me!"

One head goes splat.

Catorze and Aglynn?

Aglynn sends a spray of rocks at one of the remaining heads.

attack!+pbs: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 4 + 1 = 22
pelted by rocks!+pbs: 1d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 5 + 1 = 12

Bludgeoning damage for now.

Confused, Sara asks what in the ever loving name of Wadjet....

Knowledge Religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

“Tiny flying heads? Pah. You must be wimpy monsters, for I have never heard of you! Take this WARNING from Catorze! If you bite me, I bite back!”

Eager for battle, and eager to protect Fola from the horror of being attacked by the undead creations made from her own people, Catorze moves closer.

sploosh! goes another of the heads at Aglynn's rock attack.

One of the heads looks at Catorze and screams at her.
Her rapier slashes at it, cutting some of its rotting flesh off.
ranged attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
However, the sonic burst goes right over her head.

The next one screeches at Lovissa.
attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
It is also unable to injure, though.

Bold may post:
Caena
Lovissa
beheaded
Sara
Soddy
Catorze
Fola
Aglynn

Caena comes to her senses when the heads start screeching. It doesn't matter what they are or why they're here, when they're clearly hurting my friends! She hastens forward, drawing the terbutje along the way, and swings at one of the floating heads.

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Caena's swing just barely passes under the floating head, who laughs at her tauntingly and blows raspberries at her.

Lovissa steps forward and lunges at the nearest floating head with her sword.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

But she accidentally steps in the slippery mess of a 'splatted' head and nearly slips, sending her attack well off course!

Crit miss! Also, AC back up to normal.

The head in front of Catorze screams at her again.
She again gets an AoO against it.
Catorze AoO: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
The nimble cat-woman is unable to hit the little screaming head.
attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
The little burst of flame the head belches out as part of its scream goes right past Catorze.

The other head screeches in a much more cutting way.
DC 10 will save, everyone, or be shaken for 1d4 rounds.

oops, Lovissa and Caena also got AoOs on the little head that was about to belch fire.
Lovissa: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Caena: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Kertispoo! Caena takes down the head before it can spit fire.

Fola will save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Fola steps forward and puts a gentle hand on Catorze's shoulder.
Casts guidance

The entire party is up.

Will Save: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Shaken For: 1d4 ⇒ 4 rounds!

As the scream from the head echoes in her ears, Lovissa's arms begin to shake. Ignoring her fear, she growls.

"Your blasted tricks won't best me!"

She swings her sword at the nearest head.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 4 - 2 = 18
Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 - 2 = 8

will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

How do I stop these things?

A random rock will wing itself towards one of the floating heads. mage hand

ranged attack: 1d20 ⇒ 3

Well, that's one less stone available to trip my team. No twisted ankles while I'm around!

Spoot! goes the last head as it shatters.

I'll assume that you wait here for a few rounds while you wait for the effects of the scream to go away.

Now that the animated heads are no more, Fola begins to weep. She tells you the names of each of the people the heads used to be. One was her next door neighbor, who brought by her favorite fruit the last time she was feeling under the weather. Another was the first member of the village to welcome her when she returned. Through her tears, she begins to remove the remaining heads from the poles.

Will save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Aglynn moves up and unleashes another spray of rocks.

attack!+pbs: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10
pelted by rocks!+pbs: 1d6 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 1 = 10

After her fear has subsided, Lovissa looks around for any more enemies. Finding none, she cleans off her blade and sheathes it, then helps Fola take down the heads.

"Whatever did this will pay for it dearly." she assures Fola.

"Oh...they splatter like melons," Soddy remarks, lowering her arm that had been ready to launch another seed pod. "Good, easier to take care of."

She toddles over to Fola and gives her a pat on the leg. "They weren't your friends anymore, just empty vessels. Their spirits are safe and well, I know it!"

After ending the disrespectful treatment of the heads, you make your way into the narrow entrance in the cliff face. The persistent heat and humidity of the jungle fades away quickly beyond the cut in the rock that leads to a sloping passageway. A subtle breeze, tinged with the odor of bat guano, flows from deeper within.

Perception, Kn. Religion, and kn. history checks please!

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

As the group makes their way into the passageway, Soddy's little button eyes gleam in the light as she looks around curiously.

"Cool, safe from the jungle heat. I bet all kinds of plants and fleshy things live in here - especially if there's water somewhere!"

Soddy notices a series of ancient cave paintings that begin at a height of 20 feet off the ground. There are two layers of art. The older layer depicts humans and some type of bat-winged creatures worshiping a massive shadowy figure that resembles a gigantic bat. Over top of this layer are depictions of human figures battling and trapping the older figures. In fact, the newer art incorporates these older images into its own, imprisoning the old artwork within the new. They seem to continue into the cave.

Caena pauses to offer a brief silent prayer for the souls of the elves whose heads they struck down. It bothers her a little that she didn't know what caused the heads to act that way, but maybe inside there will be some clue. Or else it will be a mystery forever, as sometimes happens.

"Let's find out what's hiding out in this place," she says grimly as they move into the cave, and keeps her weapon drawn. She pauses to look at the wall when Soddy notices something, and then scratches her chin in thought. "Is it some kind of bat monster, then?"

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Knowledge religion: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14

Lovissa draws her terbutje as she strides into the cave. She looks around warily...

Parception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Knowledge History: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Before heading deeper inside Lovissa focuses her psychic powers down into the strange weapon in her hands, empowering it with her mind. Using legacy weapon to make her terbutje +1 for 1 minute.

"A story on top of a story, like vines on top of a tree," Soddy muses. "Story of a bat spirit that turned into a bad spirit? I'm not sure," she continues, peering at the bat drawing, wondering if it's something she might've encountered before.

Kn. Nature (Bat Thing): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

Sara looks at the graffiti. Are those jazz hands?

perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

You say those are bats? I've never seen that type of creature before. Are they anything like rats?

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20 +2 if it's about unusual stonework

"I've seen a lot of bats, growing up in caves and all, but never any that looked like that."

botting a kn. religion check from Catorze; she can try untrained due to bardic knowledge
kn. religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Catorze points out that the older layer of images contains iconography associated with Camazotz, the god of bats, blood, and nocturnal predators.

Lovissa recognizes that the human figures are depictions of Old-Mage Jatembe and his Ten Magic Warriors. She remembers that Old-Mage Jatembe and his warriors are legendary heroes, responsible for protecting the people of Garund from countless evil forces and establishing schools of arcane learning, such as the world-famous Magaambya academy in Nantambu.

Soddy, it is clear to you that bat like figure is not a bat from nature.

"Ah! These human figures are heroes of LEGEND!" Lovissa exclaims. "This one here is Old-Mage Jatembe himself! And these others are his Ten Magic Warriors." She grins. "Legends say he protected the people of Garund from countless evil forces. I hope to forge a legend as great as his before my time is up. They'll remember me through the ages!"

She seems unnaturally cheery considering the circumstances....

"Let's show this bat beast that they need fear US, just as much as they did Jatembe!"

Lovissa's ready to head deeper into the cave.

"Bat god, bat spirit, definitely a bad spirit," Soddy nods her head. "We'll be the sun and shine light on the badness and drive it away, just like your fleshy hero and his friends did!"

A cool breeze flows through this large cavern from a ten-foot diameter hole near the center, carrying with it the metallic tang of blood. The floor and walls look to have been shaped long ago and stained with mineral deposits over time, but the ceiling fifty feet above remains in its natural state, covered with stalactites. East of the hole is a crude stone altar formed of rock. Just past the altar to the east, a massive stalactite hangs from the ceiling and stops five feet from the floor. It has been carved into the shape of a gigantic bat, its wings outspread and its fangs exposed as if about to consume a victim below. Bloodstains cover the altar. Near the altar stands a Medium-sized batlike humanoid with crimson fur and long, sharp claws. Next to him are what appear to be three headless Ekujae elf bodies, standing up and moving. A still-living Ekujae elf is bound on the altar, and several other Ekujae are in a cage at the back of the room. This place 'feels evil.'

I'll put the enemies on the map and roll initiative in the morning; for now, feel free to do whatever you do as you make your way into the cave and also react to what you see. The cave is dark, so some of you may not be able to see what I described. If you're using lighting, please tell me about it.

As they progress down the tunnel, Lovissa activates her Wayfinder for light. She sniffs the air. "Smells like blood."

Clutching her terbutje in her hand she enters the cave and looks around. An uneasy feeling fills her, but the light doesn't pierce the gloom enough to let her see the depths of the cave. She can barely make out the lip of the pit...

As the group moves down the tunnel and steps into the large cavern ahead Soddy gasps, her eyes able to pierce the darkness further than Lovissa's right reaches.

"Bat spirit! Bad spirit in fleshy form, with fleshy prisoners!" she gasps, pointing at something further back. "Go away, bad bat spirit and leave the fleshy Ekujae alone!"

Caena squints into the darkness. The hairs rise on the back of her neck. Being in a place of such evil makes her feel slightly ill. She whispers, "This place... we definitely found it." At Soddy's exclamation she snaps to attention. "Prisoners! Where?"

Caena has low-light vision but no light source out, since both of her hands are full.

Dark is definitely NOT my color.

Did someone say g-g-g-ghosts?

Sara can't see a thing beyond her torchlight. Scooby Doo hasn't made an appearance in a while.