Scenario #5–03: The Hellknight's Feast (Inactive)

Game Master Matthais777

Perception 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Suddenly, a woman’s shrill cry cuts through the chamber music and muted conversation. Across the salon, Senator Naran holds his buxom young wife in his arms after her apparent collapse. As all eyes turn on the unconscious woman, the senator emits an angry cry:

“Poison! Gods, my wife has been poisoned!”

Chaos erupts as people begin screaming and crying out terror. It's absolute madness. The Major grits his teeth and swears under his breath.

Damnit...

However, Lady Dyrianna shoulders her way through and kneels quickly next to the fallen woman, holding out her hands as her eyes flash with divine power.

DESTROUI SAE!

The woman jerks, her body shudder as she coughs out a black fluid, though she doesn't wake. Lady Dyrianna sighs and looks to the Senator.

She will live.

However, panic still reigns in the room as people are being ushered about, servants are running, and general havoc and chaos reigns. The Major scowls and shouts to the pathfinders.

I'll calm the crowd and get Lady Morilla! You lot, hunt down the poisoner!

He dashes off to help handle the chaos. Everything is moving so fast there is almost no time to react. Lady Dyrianna glances around for a moment, calling out for her companion.

Faelyn? Faelyn?! Has anyone seen Faelyn?

At the same time, a serving girl runs up to the team, panting.

Pathfinders! It's Tespren! He needs you, right away, in the drawing room! He said it's very important! You must hurry!

I take it none of us beat the DC :-p

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Peribras narrows his eyes at the servant girl. He nods and whistles for Darkpaw, then sets off at a brisk trot, pulling out his sling staff as he goes.

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if Kargen didn't catch it with a 32... It must be the combination of perception and sense motive.

Braxus follows along, ready for ready for treachery.

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if Kargen didn't catch it with a 32... It must be the combination of perception and sense motive.

Braxus follows along, ready for ready for treachery.

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Sadly, the Sense motive is set so high, I don't think even with a nat 20 anyone could have got it. However, I did goof and didn't see Dailung's perception...

Dailung is a swordswoman and has not the faintest idea, but she knows whom to ask.
Running to Feiya she quickly speaks."Listen, I just saw one of the serving girls vanish suddenly. I am sure she was there, and then gone."

Spellcraft 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28

We might have out culprit then in these murders states the witch. If she disappeared she or it might have teleported, turned invisible, dimension doored or something else. We should be especially careful now that the game is a afoot she finishes.

Spellcraft 1d20+15

I'll say Dailung is descriptive enough to let you figure out it was a Greater Teleport spell.

TRAP! IT'S A TRAP!

As the pathfinders snap into battle mode, the warning enough to prevent them from being taken by suprise, they are able to react as two beautiful women with horns and wings appear from nowhere in the room, their nails extending like claws and a sword held in hand. As they appear, the little commander gasps his head in pain, letting out a scream as he smashes his fist on the table with one hand.

GET OUT OF MY HEAD YOU B%%~$!

He does not move as the demons slowly begin to advance on the team.

COMBAT BEGINS! THE BOLD MAY ACT!

Terspen
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Bulgo
Dailung
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Demon 1
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Freya
Kargen
Peribus To save on headache, have darkpaw move on your turn, and if you wouldn't mind adding a icon to the map for him?
Braxus
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Demon 2

Bulgo steps forward and drives his knives into the closest of the demons.

"They say that beauty is only skin deep. Lets find out."
attack, TWF: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 11 - 2 = 28
off hand attack, TWF: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 11 - 2 = 19
damage(magic): 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
off hand damage(iron): 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
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crit ?attack, TWF: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 11 - 2 = 20
bonus crit damage(magic): 1d3 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Dailung smiles at the one before her, takes a 5foot step and attacks.
attacknonlethal: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (1) + 18 = 191d6 + 18 ⇒ (5) + 18 = 23attack nonlethal: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 331d6 + 18 ⇒ (5) + 18 = 23
confirm: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 301d6 + 18 ⇒ (2) + 18 = 20
intimidate/enforcer feat: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (14) + 18 = 32

She will parry riposte if attacked

...That's a lot of crits. Ouch.

Bulgo whirls forward, his knives flashing in the lantern light in the room. His off hand dagger slashes the woman, the cold iron sizzling as it hits, causing her to drop her guard in shock before he drives home a devastating blow right where her kidney's should be. He feels the resistance of the unholy flesh preventing the dagger from going nearly as deep as it should, but he still cuts deep.

As she reals back, Dailung is on her like a Panther, smashing the hilt of her scimitar into the side of her skull, once, then again, the blow landing perfectly on the creature's temple. She slumps to the floor, crashing hard as the sleep of unconsciousness overtakes her.

Her sister howls in fury and holds out a hand to Dailung.

Drop your weapon!

will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Against her better judgment, the voice of the woman buries into her mind, and she finds her hand lose her grip on her scimitar, dropping it with a clang to the ground. The woman steps up to Dailung, raising her sword to strike the now unarmed pathfinder....

THE BOLD MAY ACT!

Terspen
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Bulgo
Dailung
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Demon 1
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Freya
Kargen
Peribus
Braxus
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Demon 2 [unconscious -18L +53NL]

Kargen reaches into his quiver and magically, his hand pulls out cold iron arrows. He steps for a clear line of sight and fires at the demon. "Go back to the Abyss!"

Friendly Fire Maneuvers allow Kargen to avoid cover penalties from allies. Swift action to activate Bane
Attack (RS, heroism, PBS, Bane): 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 10 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 31
Cold Iron Damage (PBS, Bane): 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 + 2 + (5, 3) = 19

Attack (RS, heroism, PBS, Bane): 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 10 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 31
Cold Iron Damage (PBS, Bane): 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 + 2 + (1, 5) = 16

@Gm Is this a charm or compulsion effect? If so she adds charisma instead of wisdom to the Will save
Dailung would also use charmed life. Final result would be 17

As the fury in his blood tears free, Braxus' eyes flash brightly and his skin takes on a brilliant glow. He practically leaps at the remaining demon, shouting as his blow hammers down, "Pain and blood for what you've done!"

+1 Earthbreaker, (PA/FF/BR-Angelic Attack): 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16
Blunt, Adamantine, Magic, Good Damage: 2d6 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (2, 4) + 19 + (5) = 30

In his fury, his blow fails to connect with the demon, merely blowing her hair back.

A 1! Damn it! lol. Get 'em guys! Mechanics for Braxus during the blood rage is that his attacks counts as good and he does an extra d6 of damage versus evil outsiders. His stat increase is put to STR currently.
He also gets a +4 competence bonus to all saves vs spells and spell like abilities, and an additional +2 trait bonus vs mind effecting magic(since he has been drinking within the last hour)

I'm not sure when I'll be at a computer to put Darkpaw's icon on the map. Also, she's a she.

Peribras steps behind Braxus and winds up his sling staff, shortly thereafter sending a bullet racing by the Ulfen's head.

sling staff, attack, point blank, deadly aim, soft cover: 1d20 + 11 + 1 - 2 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 11 + 1 - 2 - 4 = 25 for bludgeoning, cold iron: 1d6 + 2 + 1 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 + 4 = 13
all Peribras's bullets are cold iron by default. I think he might have some silver ones...

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At Peribras's direction, Darkpaw steps behind the demon and bites at it.

bite, attack, flanking: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 2 = 18 for b/p/s: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

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figured out how to upload the icon from my phone.
Also wow. Max damage twice in a row!

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Know planes 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28 to figure out what these are.

Save your charm life, it's unnecessary. ;)

Kargen's arrows streak through the air, slamming into the demon at breakneck speed, almost literally as the demon is whiplashed back. She steps back again, dodging the glowing warhammer that threatened to crush her, only to be beaned by a cold iron bullet. She shakes it off, though she looks woozy as can be... She raises her sword to attack, when darkpaw leaps on her back, driving her to the floor and ripping out chunks of demon flesh. She does not get back up.

Terspen suddenly screams out in pain and goes pale white.
Drain: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 1) = 7

He slumps against the table, his face pale and his body shuddering softly.

COMBAT ENDS! VICTORY!

Freya looks at the unconscious demon and is able to identify it as an Alu-Demon, the daughter of a succubus and a human. This holds up to what seems to be happening to Terspen, which looks like the drain from a succubus's long range removal of her Profane Gift special ability. Alu-demons cannot use profane gift though, only a full-fledged succubus can.

Bulgo looks at Terspen with concern.

"Have a drink... and then maybe you have a story that you want to be telling us.." he says, pointedly not putting away his knives.

As Braxus' skin returns to normal, his breath comes in large heaves. He turns to Face Terspen and with a grim smile he pulls one of his ever present wine skins from around hius shoulders and offers it. "As my friend says, drink and talk. It is better than the alternative."

Peribras pats Darkpaw on the head and waits for the gnome to talk. or for Freya to share her learnings

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"Terspen! Are you ok?" He frowns as the other seem to try and steady the gnome with alcohol, but doesn't complain. "We found the bodies of two of your servants. Have you noticed anyone new or one of your people acting odd or being out of place?"

Terspen takes the drink and nods, sipping at it gently. He somehow seems... even smaller than before. Not physically, but as a person. He shakes as he sips and coughs a bit. He looks up at the group and says.

Orielle... She... She came to me... after dinner... said... *Cough*... Said she heard a noise upstairs... was flirting with me... Something happened... My head... She asked if I... If I wanted to be with her...

He coughs and gives a sad grin.
Always liked her. I just... I said yes and then I couldn't move. The she smiled and walked away! I couldn't leave here. Everytime I did, I heard her voice in my head telling me to stand still... She told me to attack you when you walked in the door... Broke her control for a moment to warn you... and then when you killed those... things.... I couldn't hear her anymore, but I feel... gods above and below i feel so sick...

He sips at the alcohol a little bit more and shudders.

That... wasn't really Orielle... was it?

Peribras shakes his head slowly, a morose look on his face. "I've never found a good way to break this news... Orielle is almost certainly one of the dead bodies we found in the wine cellar."

Peribras pauses a moment. "Do you know where the impostor went next?"

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Peribras shakes his head slowly, a morose look on his face. "I've never found a good way to break this news... Orielle is almost certainly one of the dead bodies we found in the wine cellar."

Peribras pauses a moment. "Do you know where the impostor went next?"

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Terpsen shakes his head.

Not a clue... damn... Orielle... She was a good gal... Damnit. Look, I'll be fine. Get back downstairs and makes sure that... that b#*@# wearing Orielle's skin doesn't get her claws on anyone else.

Peribras nods grimly. He reloads his sling staff and turns to leave the room. He whistles for Darkpaw as he walks and, when she catches up to him, he hops on her back.

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Taking her scimitar, Dailung looks at the Aludemons."Well this looks beyond grim. But where is the real culprit? This is not safe until we find her!"

Bulgo takes a moment to clean and sheathe his daggers before joining the exodus down stairs.

He can't help but check one last time over his shoulder. Something about the man was off.

Can you really make a pact with a demon that easily...without even realizing it?

"I say we bring him with us. Let the Major decide if he should roam free." Braxus says to the others.

Turning to Terpsen, "Come on. Your not staying here."

Sense Motive on Terpsen: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 13 + 2 = 20

Kargen nods. "Right, let's tell them what's happening. We may need them to secure the guests and other servants while we search for the impostor." He hangs back to cast a spell and ensure Terpsen is free from any evil influence.

Use Detect Evil on Terpsen

The witch will share what she knows from her knowledge check.

Terspen nods and stands slowly. Kargen senses no taint of evil on him as he walks towards him. He points at the one Dailung downed, unconscious and not dead, and coughs again.

Whatcha... Whatcha gonna do about that one? Don't suppose regular manacles will hold a demon...

Kargen looks back at the unconscious demon, having momentarily forgotten about her. "She's a half-demon, right Freya? Half-succubus? That still means she's likely to enslave men and consume their souls." He focuses on her for a moment, peering into the dark empty place where a soul should be. I'm assuming she's evil.

He walks over to her body. "And she can teleport too, right? So it'll be no use trying to hold her once she wakes up. We can't risk her escaping to corrupt and enslave others." He looks up at the others. "I can do it. I'll proclaim her guilty of corruption and evil and execute her. It'll be swift and pain-free. As Hunters, we prefer not to make things suffer. Any objections?"

Peribras offers no objection. demons and devils get what they get. *Shrug*

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Somewhat practical, Bulgo just shrugs.

"If she is demon, won't she just reform back ..." he gestures in the air somewhat randomly. "somewhere else. It would solve the problem she presents to us right now. But on the other hand, we won't learn what she was trying to achieve either. Can't you wizards put some type of teleport lock on her?"

I don't think you'll get much out of her but screaming and ranting anyways...

As Bulgo objects, Kargen's arrow flies, and the demon expires, their bodies slowly dissolving into nothing. Best report to the boss.

Dailung for a moment hesitates but nods."I prefer not to kill anyone... but as Sarenrae teaches there are exceptions!" She does not turn away, showing a rare sign of mercy.. for a demon.

"I thought she was all about redemption? That is what the priest told me anyway. Said something about me being a prime candidate.." mutters Bulgo.

"Still, maybe she didn't know anything anyway. Lets head downstairs. I admit to feeling a bit safer with her gone."

Redeeming demons is more of a seeker level thing. :P

The team come back downstairs to see the Major, the Lady, and Damien calming people and advising them to stay put until everything is safe. Damien spots the team and waives over the Major and the Lady. As he approaches, he spots Terspen and gasps.

Terspen, what happened man? Are you alright?

Terspen nods and gives a weak smile.

No worries boss... Got whammied by a demon, but these pathfinder folks saved me. They killed to of them, but one of them is parading around looking like Orielle!

Damien's face darkens.

We've got to find that demon. If we don't, the people we've already convinced will thing that we cannot handle even a long range threat and may shy from supporting us.

The Major and the Lady look at each other and nod.

Pathfinders, we'll stay here and protect the guests. Do a sweep of the manson and the grounds and see if you can't root this imposter out. Kill them, and you'll bring a decisive victory...

As he's speaking, Lady Dyrianna walks up, her face downturn with worry.

Excuse me... but Faelyn is missing... I can't find him anywhere.

The three leaders look at each other and nod.

No worries my lady.Says the Major calmly. I was just about to assign my best team to the job. Pathfinders, if you could? And before you go...

He unbuckles his sword belt and passes it to Braxus.

Take my sword for the moment... I feel it might be more useful to you than me in your pursuit.

Braxus and the other Liberty's Edge members know this sword well. That he is willing to loan it is a huge honor, and speaks to both his trust, and the importance of the mission.

Weapons like Major Maldris’s bastard sword are favored blades of the Eagle Knights of Andoran, and are easily recognized by their notched blades and golden quillons crafted to look like upswept eagle wings.

The Major's sword is a +2 alchemical silver defending Bastard Sword with the ability to cast dimensional anchor on a target as a free action upon a successful hit.

First:

Second:

Lady Dyrianna walks up, her face downturn with worry.

Excuse me... but Faelyn is missing... I can't find him anywhere.
The three leaders look at each other and nod.

No worries my lady.Says the Major calmly. I was just about to assign my best team to the job. Pathfinders, if you could? And before you go...

He unbuckles his sword belt and passes it to Braxus.

Take my sword for the moment... I feel it might be more useful to you than me in your pursuit.

Braxus and the other Liberty's Edge members know this sword well. That he is willing to loan it is a huge honor, and speaks to both his trust, and the importance of the mission.

The Major's sword is a +2 alchemical silver defending Bastard Sword with the ability to cast dimensional anchor on a target as a free action upon a successful hit.

"Don't worry." he says, leaning down and in a surprisingly tender manner to Lady Dyrianna.

Then, straightening to his full height, his voice filled with menace, "We will find your man and bring a swift end to the demon threat!"

Turning to the Major, "You do me an honor, Major. It will not be wasted."

Kargen gives a low whistle as the Major turns over his blade to Braxus. "That's a fine gift, and with the ability to keep the succubus here, we can be sure of ending the threat."

Once the Ulfen has the blade secured, Kargen give the Major a salute and then turns to the others. "Ok, let's search the manor. Top to bottom."

Kargen is being literal. Let's start in the master bedroom (a good guess for a succubus) and search the whole top floor.

"And lets stick together. I for one don't fancy the idea of being a demons play thing." says the well dressed halfing.

"I hope this isn't going to mess up my decent clothes."

He follows Kargen upstairs.

As Kargen suggests, Braxus follows the group along, eager to find and put an end to the demon behind all this.

In response to Bulgo he chuckles,"I hope so too, Bulgo. Those are far too nice to get blood on."

Peribras follows along on Darkpaw. he's in battle mode now; nothing chatty to say

As they begin the search, Kargen casts a spell to allow him to see the unseen.

Casting See Invisibility

"Why thank you Braxus. I do try to look my best for events like this. It can be hard to know what is fashionable this year. Apparently it is even worse in Taldor. Ruff's Who would wear such a thing?"

Excuse some liberties for the sake of perceptioning 15+ rooms...

Kargen's eyes, sharp as the eagle of his order, however, notice ever so slightly the rustling of branches in a nearby tree. Staring intently at it, he's able to make out another young woman hiding in the branches acting as a lookout, looking up the garden paths to the back door of the manor. Peribus also spots it, his ranger instinct guiding his vision to just the right spot at the right time. Now, the only question is... what to do about it?

Holy Crud you eagle eyes...