Shackled City (Pathfinder) - GM_Chris

Game Master Chris Shannon 719

Round 1, Init 15 {>AL65}

Toffitt quick draws his bow and fires it at G1. He then moves into the room, trying to get cover from G3 behind the bed.

Longbow 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 13 + 2 = 34
1d8 + 1 + 4d6 ⇒ (1) + 1 + (5, 1, 2, 5) = 15

Atol's bolt bounces off the giant's thick hide, but Toffitt's sinks deep into the giant's chest.

I believe Finneas is back, so I'll give him some time to post.

Edit: Toffitt drops his bow and quickdraws his blade once he's in place.

Posting now, since I'll be away from a computer until late tonight.

"Hoo-boy! Three of them! One for each of us, Finn and Doctor T!" Glimmil lowers his lance in excitement while whispering something to Cog.

Assuming Finneas enters the room and/or G1 doesn't clog up the "charging lane", Glimmil will charge G1. Otherwise subtract the +2 charge bonus and maybe an iterative attack is added if he doesn't move more than 5ft.

Cog attack (bite, power, charge): 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 5 + 2 = 18 for 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Cog trip: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Glimmil attack (mwk lance, power, charge): 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 12 + 2 = 24 for 2d6 + 16 ⇒ (1, 3) + 16 = 20

With the giants out of reach Finneas casts enlarge person sure that they will be close enough next round. Two of the giants oblige. Only one is able to move and swing this round. It moves rather quickly as it comes up and clubs Toffitt severely. The other climbs on top of his bed and looms over Toffitt and Atol. The third one throws a rock at Toffitt, but misses.

Glimmil charges in and sinks his lance deep into the giant's leg.

G1 power attack greatclub: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 14 - 4 = 24 At Toffitt. No crowd control. He moved up first. I think a 24 hits anyway.
2d8 + 10 + 8 ⇒ (8, 4) + 10 + 8 = 30 damage
G2 rock: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15 At Toffitt

Party up.

Round 1 - 2nd half
Dyrant = 12
Glimmil = 6 - Charge and hit.
Round 2
Finneas = 25
Toffitt (-30) = 15
Atol = 14
Giants = 14-
G1 (-15, -20 = -35)
G2
G3

New Map

Round 1, Init 12

Dyrant wrinkles his nose as if smelling Cogfart.

More giants. I should be walking with chalance, rather than without it.

Dyrant raises his holy symbol and summons thousands of small glittery angelic motes to blind G1&G3.

Glitterdust. Will save DC 18.

Spellcraft for Glitterdust and to tell if they're blinded? 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27

G1 will save 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
G3 will save 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

The giants scream out. "We don't need to see you to smash you!"

Round 2, Init 15 {>AK65}

"No, but you need to see me to keep me from doing this."

Toffitt knits together a bit as he steps to the side and slides his blade like butter through G!'s ribs. He strikes again like the chirurgeon he is, either on G1 (if living) or G3.

Dueling blade 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 14 + 2 + 1 = 27 crowd control, heroism
1d8 + 1 + 4d6 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (3, 2, 5, 4) = 17
Dueling blade 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 2 + 1 = 30 crowd control, heroism
1d8 + 1 + 4d6 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (2, 6, 3, 2) = 16

Finneas Round 2, Init 25

Finneas moves up toe to toe with G1 on the south side of him. Unfortunately Finneas does not connect.

Greatsword Power Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 123d6 + 14 ⇒ (2, 3, 2) + 14 = 21

Round 2, Initiative 14, Location AL66->AK67

Seeing the giants blunder with their blindness, Atol converts an invisibility purge to a Cure Serious Wounds for 3d8 + 7 ⇒ (7, 8, 3) + 7 = 25 on Dr. Toffit.

He then 5' steps backward against the wall and reloads his crossbow.

"Thanks, friend. Let me cudgel this big lug on Cuthbert's behalf."

One giant is correct as he smashes Toffitt blindly and undoes all of Atol's healing. The third giant throws another rock that misses. Frustrated, he moves up to Finneas with his greatclub. Finneas greets the giant with two brutal slashes of his greatsword.

Round 1 - 2nd half
Dyrant = 12 - Glitterdust
Glimmil = 6 - Charge and hit.
Round 2
Finneas = 25 - miss
Toffitt = 15 - hits twice
Atol = 14 - CSW - You said wall, but put AK, I put you in AL
Giants = 14-
G1 (-68)
G2
G3

G1 greatclub: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 14 - 4 = 25
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 82 high good
damage: 2d8 + 10 + 8 ⇒ (4, 2) + 10 + 8 = 24
G2 rock: 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (15) + 6 - 4 = 17
G3 greatclub: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 14 - 4 = 14
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 94 high good

G1 glitterdust save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
G3 glitterdust save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Finneas attacks G2 since I'm guessing G1 will be killed by Toffitt or Glimmil.
Greatsword Power Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 243d6 + 14 ⇒ (1, 2, 5) + 14 = 221d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 223d6 + 14 ⇒ (3, 5, 1) + 14 = 23

Party is up.

Round 2 - 2nd half
Dyrant = 12 -
Glimmil = 6 -
Round 2
Finneas = 25 - Hits G1 twice
Toffitt = 15 -
Atol = 14 -
Giants = 14-
G1 (-68)
G2 (-45)
G3

New Map

Round 3, Init 15

I think it was G3 and G1 who were blinded.

Toffitt grunts and continues to knit back together. He swings at the blind giants a bit more carefully than before, starting with the one who keeps crushing his ribs (G1). He snarls as he does so.

Dueling blade 1d20 + 14 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (8) + 14 + 2 + 1 - 4 = 21 heroism, crowd control, fight defensively
1d8 + 1 + 4d6 ⇒ (6) + 1 + (2, 3, 1, 4) = 17
Dueling blade 1d20 + 9 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 9 + 2 + 1 - 4 = 24 heroism, crowd control, fight defensively
1d8 + 1 + 4d6 ⇒ (8) + 1 + (3, 5, 4, 6) = 27

One poke, two poke and the giant falls.

Abner, aka David, aka Jack Svengalu Toffitt.

Round 2, Init 6

Glimmil drops his lance as he and Cog move forward to engage the giants in melee. After a few errant swings, the gnome hesitates, turning the hammer from blunt side to hook side and back, as if to see if there's a hole in his weapon.

Drop lance, to AL,65

Cog attack (bite, power): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 for 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Cog trip: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Glimmil attack (+1 hook-hammer, power): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14 for 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Glimmil attack #2 (+1 hook-hammer, power): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13 for 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Round 2, Init 12

Dyrant moves up to AK68 to take sight on G2 (the fresh one).

"Back Giant lest the wrath of Angels be upon you too!" Dyrant says with a serious stinkface.

(8 rounds/1round on Will save DC 20) Inflict penalties (-4 to AC, attacks, saves, or skills). Choosing -4 on all its attacks.

1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 - Will save fail

Round 3, Initiative 14, Location AL67->AL66

Atol grunts feeling the good Doctors pain. He converts a Delay Poison to a Cure Moderate Wounds for 2d8 + 7 ⇒ (6, 2) + 7 = 15 and steps up to deliver the spell.

"Good Doctor, that looks like it hurt - here let me hep a little. It'll take the edge off at least."

"You killed Golot! Pogus kill you!"

The giant swings wildly at Finneas and misses. The other blind giant swings for Toffitt, but can't find him.

Finneas finishes off the other giant with two more great greatsword attacks.

G2: 1d20 + 14 - 4 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 14 - 4 - 4 = 8
G3: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 14 - 4 = 26
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 28

Glitterdust: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Finneas
Greatsword Power Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 213d6 + 14 ⇒ (3, 2, 2) + 14 = 211d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 63d6 + 14 ⇒ (1, 5, 5) + 14 = 25

Round 3 - 2nd half
Dyrant = 12 -
Glimmil = 6 -
Round 2
Finneas = 25 - Hits G2 twice
Toffitt = 15 -
Atol = 14 -
Giants = 14-
G1 (dead)
G2 (dead)
G3 (blind)

Round 4, Initiative 14, Location AL66->AL67

Atol grins at the turn of the combat. He steps back and fires his crossbow at the giant beast, then reloads it.

Crossbow 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18 for 1d8 ⇒ 2 points of damage.

Round 3, Init 13

Dyrant huzzahs loudly as the 2nd giant falls and draws his own battle cudgel and charges with a battlecry to make an attack.

1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 1 + 2 = 20 to hit;
1d6 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4 damage.

Attacking G1. You heard me. G1.

Dyrant tries to cave its head in.

Atol's bolt bounces off the thick skin of the giant, but Dyrant manages to give it a bloody nose.

Round 4, Init 15

Toffitt grins at Dyrant's battle rage, and slices into the remaining giant's tender spots.

Dueling blade 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 14 + 2 = 23
1d8 + 2 + 4d6 ⇒ (8) + 2 + (1, 4, 1, 3) = 19
Dueling blade 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 9 + 2 = 26
1d8 + 2 + 4d6 ⇒ (5) + 2 + (4, 5, 6, 2) = 24

A snarl escapes his lips again, and he gives an embarrassed giggle.

HP 51, AC 24

Glimmil joins into the literal dog-pile onto the remaining giant by guiding his riding dog to continue to bite while he continues to hammer.

Cog attack (bite, power): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 for 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Cog trip: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Glimmil attack (+1 hook-hammer, power): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17 for 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

Glimmil attack #2 (+1 hook-hammer, power): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 for 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Wonderful rolls. Glimmil's missing more melee attacks than Dyrant!

At the party piles onto the giant, he swings blindly and crushes the ground next to Cog before finally getting the last of the glitterdust out of his eyes.

1d5 ⇒ 1 - Cog

greatclub: 1d20 + 14 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 14 - 4 = 17
damage: 2d8 + 10 + 8 ⇒ (3, 1) + 10 + 8 = 22
miss chance: 1d100 ⇒ 8
glitterdust: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Party is up.

If Finneas doesn't kill it outright, Toffitt attempts to tumble into flank with the creature. Not sure if it'd be 6 squares of move if he's still on the bed. Though the slippers could make a hop up onto it a bit easier... But if not he'll stop a bit short so he still gets a strike in.

Acrobatics 1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 17 + 2 = 37

If he has enough movement left, he slices into it.

Dueling blade 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 14 + 2 = 36 +2 if flank
1d8 + 2 + 4d6 ⇒ (6) + 2 + (6, 2, 3, 2) = 21
Confirm 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 14 + 2 = 36 + 2 if flank
1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Bang! So 14 total damage if not flanking, 27 if flanking. I'm beginning not to trust the die roller, after rolling 3 16's in a row the other day...

Forgot I was Finneas, too.

Finneas lands two solid hits, but the giant still stands. Toffitt's hit finishes it off though.

Greatsword Power Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 293d6 + 14 ⇒ (5, 6, 3) + 14 = 281d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 203d6 + 14 ⇒ (1, 5, 1) + 14 = 21 no confirmation
Greatsword Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 213d6 + 14 ⇒ (4, 6, 4) + 14 = 28

Dyrant leans on his cudgel, breathing deeply to catch his breath. When he regains his wind, he will lift his cudgel to smash the downed giant again...for good measure.

Coup de Cudgel: 2d6 - 4 ⇒ (4, 2) - 4 = 2

"Wow. War is tiring. Thankfully, we warriors of divine purpose are blessed with skill and divinely inspired battle prowess," Dyrant says as he wipes the blood off his cudgel.

"Now, let's take that nonchalant look around here."

Dyrant will cast Detect Magic and look around.

Toffitt smirks at Dyrant's bloody cudgel. "Your angel dust hastened their end in a rather outstanding fashion. And thank you, Atol, for keeping me alive. May I have a tap or two from the wand?" Down 4 hp.

Glimmil "sniffs" about the fallen giants, wincing as he catches the body odor of the giant-men.

"Yeargh! Maybe we should pretend we're soap merchants if there's going to be more rooms of these guys! I bet they'd welcome us with open arms!"

Wiping off his lance an looking forlorn at his hammer, Glimmil stows his weapons and joins the search of this room.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

"So, I see two giants... wait, there's a third one!"

Instead of taking out the wand, Atol instead calls on the power of St. Cuthbert and grants the good Doctor the healing touch.

Cure Light Wounds for 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

He then helps the party search the room and the sacks.

Perception 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

The sacks are filled with a few mundane items, but mostly contain thousands of coins (2100 sp and 950 gp). There is also a non-magical silver ring, and a non-magical gold-plated gnome skull. Finally, there is a metal flask that eminates strong abjuration magic.

1d2 ⇒ 2

The passageway to the northwest ends in what looks like a door, but has no handles.

The passageway to the southeast opens up to another cavern.

The passageway to the northeast is blocked by a makeshift wall/door constructed by the giants. The passageway loops around to the booming tubes.

Dyrant examines the metal flask, trying to understand its purpose and origin.

1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 17 + 2 = 31 Spellcraft

"Finn, stop being slack-jawed, let's get these valuables packed up," Dyrant says, noting the more distant-than-usual half-orc.

* * *

Dyrant leads the party to the door with no handles and looks hard for a way through....

1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 11 + 2 = 16 Perception

...then casts Detect Magic to see if magic seals it...

1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 17 + 2 = 33 Spellcraft

"Doctor, do you see a way through? Atol? Glim, can Cog smell the passage of these hill giants? If so, we might be wary for more of them."

Dryant walks up to the door and it shoots up into ceiling.
SWOOSH!

Inside the room is a smithy. This huge rectangular room has a prism-shaped, fifty-foot-high ceiling. A shiny, metal furnace stands against the north wall, with rumbling, vertical blue flames inside. A large mound of broken anvils is stacked against the side of the furnace, and several more anvil fragments lie heaped inside the furnace, glowing red-hot. An enormous hammer lies on a big iron anvil in the middle of the room, beyond which several more anvils are stacked haphazardly. A great chair sits in the southwestern corner aside a huge metal chest. A seven-foot-wide cubic cage of silver and platinum, its bars etched with mystical symbols, lies nearby, propped up against a pile of metal scrap.

New Map

Toffitt drools over the flask, assuming Dyrant explains it and hands it to him. He carefully decants an extract of Shield into it.

He then follows Dyrant toward the anvil room. Seeing it empty but full of red hot anvil parts, he draws out his wand of See Invisibility and activates it. "B'rael d'gare!"

Dyrant hands the flask to Dr. Toffitt before he becomes a pincushion for the man's quick rapier.

"Yes, yes, by all means, take the blasted thing. Alchemical magic has no place in hands like mine."

* * *

Dyrant takes a moment to collect himself as he finds himself quickly in a new space.

"Uhm...by Kord's Danglance, what just happened? Aralynn...evil?"

1d20 + 17 ⇒ (6) + 17 = 23 Know (Arcana) on the wooshing effect.
1d20 + 17 ⇒ (17) + 17 = 34 Spellcraft on the wooshing effect.

Aralynn will Detect Evil.
Dyrant will cast Detect Magic.

1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30 Perception

Dueling blade! Please. Slashing weapon. Much more effective than a silly rapier.

Perception for Toffitt once he's activated See Invisibility 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (10) + 18 = 28

Oh yeah. Then there is that giant by the forge wearing a really nice chain shirt. Guess I was rushing a bit too much this afternoon.

A giant stands by the forge holding one of the many anvils. He turns to you as the door opens.

"You've killed the others haven't you?"

Aralynn does loops and whirls and twirls and swirls and spirals.

Finneas remarks, "Never mind the flying machinery. It's got some quirks."

Glimmil trots into the room atop Cog, his demeanor still dark since he found the gnomish skull in the previous room.

The gnome too, seems distracted by the swooshing door, the fires, the anvils and the cage, and it takes him a moment to spot the elephant-of-a-man near the forge.

"Erm, hi. Yes, yes, the others. Who killed this gnome?"

Glimmil holds up the skull for the giant.

The giant slowly turns one of the anvils in the forge.

"Golot. Pogus. Tibor. Mabye me. I don't recall. Do you like the gold plating? It was Pogus's idea, but he couldn't craft something if his life depended on it."

"Did his life depend on it? Did you offer to spare him if he could build a stick figure body to go with the head? That would have been amusing. He would've sweated more than we he visited me here."

So I take it the giant was in plain view, and so Toffitt had no reason to use the wand?

"No, I'm afraid there wasn't time to parlay with them. The sisters sent us to dispose of you. Your smelly friends were in the way."

Bluff 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

"Well that's a shame. I was making such good progress today, too. What metal would you like your skull plated with? It will have to wait, but I'll be sure to honor your request."

"We could certainly spare your life, if you'd rather help us end the sisters' instead."

Atol sees where this conversation is going and clutches his holy symbol, ready to cast spells as needed. In his other hand he still carries the crossbow, though now unloaded.

Why do giants always chat with their food? Must be something in their makeup that makes them do that. Well I dont' want to be food.

While he edges closer to Finneas (if he's not already standing next to him he'd like to be), he looks to Dyrant to start the fight.

Charge him with your cudgel!

Dyrant clutches his cudgel tightly, still wound up from the battlefrenzy of the last fight.

"I'm sorry. We didn't get your name? What do you do here?" Dyrant asks, just itching for an excuse.

I came here to chew gristle and smite giants and I'm all out of gristle.

Toffitt edges forward a bit, hoping to get Dyrant out of the giant's charge line. He looks back for Finneas and Glimmil. This one can speak in complete—definitely more dangerous.

1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 12 + 2 = 25 Know (Local) ID the Giant

Dyrant awaits some polite answers to polite questions.