Shackled City (Pathfinder) - GM_Chris

Game Master Chris Shannon 719

Round 3, Init 26+ {>AC69}

Does Dyrant call that spell 'Cuthbert's Explosive Holy Flatulence?' Impressive but a bit smelly. Or is that smoldering, unwashed ettin?

Toffitt tunbles into flank, and aims for another artery once Finneas is in place.

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

Dueling blade 1d20 + 14 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 14 + 2 = 29
1d8 + 2 + 4d6 ⇒ (6) + 2 + (4, 5, 1, 6) = 24

And ettin blood gushes over Toffitt leaving him looking like he's ready for a half-orc initiation rite.

Dyrant issues a warcry and charges into the fray, his Cudgel held high in preparation of reaching up to club the taller ettin skull.

His scream trails off slowly as Finneas, then Dr. Toffitt, take out the remaining ettins.

Stopping and looking around, Dyrant wipes the sweat from his brow.

"That was a tough battle."

Dyrant takes a moment to compose himself before casting Detect Magic and looking around.

1d20 + 11 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 11 + 2 = 19 Perception

Barely a moment has passed when three lithe and beautiful women with skin the color of marble enter from the western hallway. They have white wings and radiate a sense of serenity. A heavenly choir and wisps of floral scents accompany their entrance. The center one speaks.

"Thank you good souls. You have cleansed this ancient and sacred site from the taint of these terrible ettins."

The woman on the right holds out a chalice. "Sir Glimmil. Your heroism has earned you the right to drink the nectar of the gods. It will make you as strong as the ettins and allow you to crush evil wherever you might find it."

Dyrant detects several magical auras.

Toffitt looks at the women warily. Sense Motive 1d20 + 10 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 10 + 2 + 5 = 35 Perceive cues is still on.

What am I? Chopped liver?

"Would you happen to have any divine cleaning along with your nectar?" Toffitt shakes off a bit of ettin gore.

Trumpet archons? Meeee-yow. More like *strumpet* archons. Giggity.

1d20 + 18 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 18 + 2 = 29 Know (Planes)
1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 17 + 2 = 35 Spellcraft
1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 17 + 2 = 28 Spellcraft
1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 17 + 2 = 20 Spellcraft

Dyrant fights to overcome his natural inclination to bow to a knee...just yet. Dyrant concentrates on the auras.

We were warned against these...but the other might have been untrue. How do we tell the truth amongst all the illusion?

Dyrant whispers at Aralynn.

"What do you think, Aralynn...you would know your kind better than us. Are these archons true?" Detect Evil.

The center one speaks. "I'm afraid we do not have such simple magic, Doctor. I'm sure one your companions can assist you with that."

Aralynn does not detect any evil.

"Stand back, woman." Toffitt activates his wand of shield, but does not raise his blade in a threatening way.

Attempt to disbelieve if that's appropriate 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

"What troubles you Doctor? Do you worry there is not enough nectar for everyone? We only brought with us a single cup, but once you defeat the hags you may all drink from the fountain. We risk much as it is by bringing you this cup. The divine rules about intervening in mortal affairs are quite restrictive...and unforgiving." The woman looks from side to side for reassuring nods from the other women.

Toffitt thinks back at the discussion with the archon.

"Seek Alakast in the lair of my false sisters, beyond the watchful eyes of the north. that is all I am at liberty to say...I wish you well in your travails, heroes, and never lose sight of your goals."

"It's them — her false sisters."

Finneas cleans his sword and nods at the Doctor and Glimmil. Once the three angels show up he stares confusedly between Dyrant and Toffitt.

"Aren't we supposed to...oh so they're...wait what's going on here? Doctor are you...ok I guess you are."

"Doctor, manners, please!" Dyrant drops to a knee.

"Sorry for the confusion, m'Ladies. I was troubled and unsure. These are trying times. Many dangers lurk about us and it hard to find allies and guidance. So many seek to twist us to their own purposes." Dyrant bows his head.

"Forgive us...but it would calm our wary spirits to have a sign of your truth, Ladies. Deliver unto us a true blast from your divine trumpets. Deliver unto us the full weight and glory of angels as if Pelor himself was about to walk in. Show us true."

Dyrant prepares to be rocked by divine trumpets.

Toffitt rolls his eyes. "If I put on pretty gold wings, will you bow before me too?"

"Doctor behave!" Atol hisses as he gets down on one knee.

Hearing Dyrant's comment in Celestial though confuses him.

Speaking to the Archons,

He hesitates, waiting for the Archons, truly celestial creatures, to respond.

"The hags already know you are coming, but you would have us awaken the entire place and let them know of your victory here? Why so little faith? We do not ask you for sacrifice or homage. It saddens us that you will not accept our assistance, but we understand. We will leave the chalice with you and your contemplations."

Going to hold things up here until Glimmil has a chance to interract.

"I don't know Atol, they don't look like any angels of Kord I've ever seen."

Finneas still stands back, waiting for some sign from Glimmil.

Long day of travel and meetings!

Glimmils eyes bulge at the shiniest of shiny angels. He rubs his eyes for a moment, gazes at the women, rubs them again and stands still mouth agape for a few moments.

"You are all so shiny! Did Garl send you?"

The gnome trusts his eyes, doing little to "feel tinglies" if the women are nothing more than an illusion or ruse.

Kneeling, he bows his head.

"I accept! I'll make sure to be shinier than ever and protect everyone here and anywhere from any do-badding!"

And hey, if it's a ruse, Glimmil's got good saving throws!

Toffitt rolls his eyes. He drops his wand and quick draws his hammer, throwing it at the talking angel. "Trust me, this one's no angel. Or archon."

Silver hammer 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 13 + 2 = 24
1d4 + 1 + 4d6 ⇒ (4) + 1 + (5, 1, 3, 6) = 20

"Watchful eyes of the north. Ettins. Her false sisters. These... imposters."

No surprise round as everyone saw this coming. Finneas technically goes before Toffitt, but I don't think it will change anything unless Finneas is going to stop Toffitt.

As Glimmil approaches the archon, Toffitt loses his patience and throws his hammer and hits the archon. The woman looks pleadingly at Glimmil.

"You must protect us. The hags have taken control of him. Kill him."

The archons then fly away down the hallway while ascending to the ceiling. The one archon keeps hold of the chalice.

DC 21 Will save from Glimmil, Dyrant, and Atol.

Some rereading on spell-like abilities and I'm willing to allow the spellcraft check. However, the archons did nothing to indicate the spell was used.

Glimmil Initiative
Atol1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Dyrant 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Finneas 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Finneas Bonus roll 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Glimmil1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Toffitt 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
Archons 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Round 1
Finneas = 25 - TBD
Toffitt = 19+ - Hammer
Archons = 19 - spell and fly
Dyrant = 15 Save first
Atol = 14 Save first
Glimmil = 7 Save first
Round 2
Finneas = 25 -
Toffitt = 19+ -
Archons = 19 -

Map to follow.

New Map

Round 1 Init 25

"Glimmil are you sure you want to drink that?"

I wouldn't.
Male: I would.
Female: Of course you would.

I can't see Finneas actually doing anything on Round 1.

Double checked my action this morning and I didn't cheat. Triple checked and I did cheat. Stand by for revised actions.

Okay. Going for the spell that is not a full round action. Just changes the spell and the wording a bit.

As Glimmil approaches the archon, Toffitt loses his patience and throws his hammer and hits the archon. The woman looks pleadingly at Glimmil.

"You must protect us. The hags have taken control of him."

The archons then fly away down the hallway while ascending to the ceiling. The one archon keeps hold of the chalice.

DC 19 Will save from Glimmil, Dyrant, and Atol.

Round 1
Finneas = 25 - TBD
Toffitt = 19+ - Hammer
Archons = 19 - spell and fly
Dyrant = 15 Save first
Atol = 14 Save first
Glimmil = 7 Save first
Round 2
Finneas = 25 -
Toffitt = 19+ -
Archons = 19 -

Dang. I was plotting how I was going to kill him. :(.

Round 1, Init 15

1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 8 + 2 = 24 Will Save

1d20 + 17 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 17 + 2 = 39 Spellcraft

Dyrant grumbles under his breath something about wanting to accommodate but instead suggesting that the archons place their unholy trumpets up their own unholy {#]%]^.

"Aralynn, to war!"

Dyrant looks at the fleeing strumpets and curses, unwilling to chase them about their lair. Putting his hand to his holy symbol and his other to draw out a small piece of crystal, Dyrant will recite the spellprayer of Wall of Ice.

Wall from I90:93 column (4x20'=80' of ice=caster lvl*10'), in front of the escaping strumpets.

Dyrant and Aralynn will move to Q94.

Round 1, Initiative 14, Location V92

Atol, confused, tries to resist their spell.

Willpower 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21 vs DC 19

"That's not very polite for an Archon. Dyrant, I'm still confused. What are they?"

Going to his comfort spell in a time of confusion, Atol casts a Bless. And no the 'Archons' are not included in the blessing.

Round 1, Init 7

Will vs DC19: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

"Wha-- huh? Wait... why would you want me to attack the doctor? He's my friend?!"

Glimmil gives the "archon" a stern look.

"You know we're divine champions, right? If you're a do-badder, you can try to trick us, but it, um, won't work."

Glimmil has likely set his lance aside in the discussion, so he'll put his hand on the handle of his hammer.

"Cog, what do you think? Does something spell fishy?"

Detect Evil.

I'm assuming that we did not have time to retrieve dropped items before the 'archons' appeared. Hence Toffitt wouldn't have his bow. Am I correct in assuming that?

You can have your bow. It was right after, but the conversation was casual enough I could see people picking up weapons.

Glimmil does not detect any evil. Aralynn doesn't either.

I'll also allow Toffitt a will save since he interracted with the archon and might have noticed the subtle differences in how his hammer hit.

Round 2, Init 19+ {>W92}

Will 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

The illusion somehow compensates for Toffitt's attacks, but he tries some of his own — taking out a potion of invisibility and drinking it. He steps forward and to the left, whispering, "Atol, your protective circles might be helpful. Or just kill one of them..."

Finneas still go. Paizo site has been buggy today.

Round 2 Init 25

Seeing the group go to war Finneas moves to engage the licentiously lying strumpet archons.

Double move to N93.

"What are they?"

The archons claw at the ice and open up a hole. One of them steps through the hole.

1d6 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Round 1
Finneas = 25 - Standing
Toffitt = 19+ - Hammer hits A2 for 20
Archons = 19 - spell and fly
Dyrant = 15 - wall of ice
Atol = 14 - bless
Glimmil = 7 Save first
Round 2
Finneas = 25 - Moves
Toffitt = 19+ - invisibility
Archons = 19 -

Party up.

New will saves for all for the illusion considering they're clawing apart the ice and using another spell.

New Map

Round 2 - 2nd half
Dyrant = 15
Atol = 14
Glimmil = 7
Round 3 - 1st half
Finneas = 25 - save first
Toffitt = 19+ -
Archons = 19 -
A1
A2 (-20)
A3 (-11) - ice wall damage: 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Better map with blue line for 8" ice wall.

Will 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

I know they're no archons, but their guises are so lovely.

Round 2, Initiative 14, Location V92->R91

At the suggestion of his compatriots Atol casts Magic Circle Against Evil and moves closer to the fray.

Finneas might get a +1 bonus to his Fortitude save from the Bless effect (bonus against saves vs fear).

Round 3 Init 25

Will Save DC ?: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

"Anybody know if my sword will hurt angels?"

Finneas moves forward and attempts to answer his own question.

Move 15' to K93->L92 and attack A2.

Greatsword Power Attack Enlarged Bull's Strength Bless: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 283d6 + 17 ⇒ (1, 3, 2) + 17 = 23

Round 3, Init 19+ {>L93}

Is there still a spell targeting Finneas?

Toffitt drinks an extract (Haste) and speeds up to the wall. He heals a bit as he goes. He attempts to be a bit stealthy, moving only 55 feet as he does so (-5 to Stealth).

Stealth 1d20 + 6 + 20 - 5 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 20 - 5 = 28

Is there still a spell targeting Finneas?

No. I edited it out of the post.

Round 2, Init 15

Sorry for the delay. I had hoped things would happen.

"Aralynn, protect Finn!"

Aralynn will fly under Finn and touch him with Protection from Evil (2 of 3).

Dyrant will pray to the Archons for flight and go up 20'.

We await Sir Groundhog. I mean Glimmil. Someone needs to get him to trade in that mutt for a pegasus.

A dogasus? pegapup?

Dyrant flies up while Aralynn gives Finneas some protection. Atol puts up a magic circle and moves closer to the archons. Glimmil thinks it's perfectly normal for archons to claw their way through ice, but it is does distract him enough that it takes him a few seconds to climb up on Cog. They then move down underneath the archons and ready an attack, hoping one might fall down.

Finneas moves up and puts a big gash in one of the archons while Toffitt hastily climbs the walls.

The archon on the other side of the wall goes and opens a door to the north. The second archon turns invisible. The third archon, still clutching the chalice, also disappears.

Glimmil will save: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 2 = 15
Glimmil quick mount: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15
Archon cast defensively: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (12) + 17 = 29
Archon cast defensively: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (6) + 17 = 23

Round 3 - 2nd half
Dyrant = 15
Atol = 14
Glimmil = 7
Round 4 - 1st half
Finneas = 25 -
Toffitt = 19+ -
Archons = 19 -
A1 invisible
A2 (-43) invisible
A3 (-11)

Party up.

New Map

Traveling, and whenever I get a second with wifi, the Paizo site doesn't load. Not sure if it's the airport or me.

Round 2, Init 7

Will vs DC19: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20

"Wait! These aren't do-gooders! They ARE do-badders! Not a nice trick! Guys, look what they're doing!"

Glimmil grits his teeth and gives the "archons" a stern look.

"And of course, they're FLYING do-badders!"

Glimmil stows his hammer, knowing his bow will be needed.

Cast Divine Favor

The will save vs suggestion was 19. The DC vs the illusion is 21 which you make with your +2

Round 3, Init 15

Dyrant grumbles.

"Finn, you'll have to break down the wall. A few good blows should do it."

Dyrant will cast the spellprayer of See Invisibility.

Dyrant will fly to M91 then to J92, stopping if he sees any immediate threat now that he can see the Strumpets. He will communicate where he sees the Strumpets to the other party members.

Aralynn will join Dyrant in J92 or wherever he stops.

Waiting to see if Finn breaks down the wall this turn.

Round 4 Init 25

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Fifth: I could help you see them.
I have to break down this wall first.

Finneas will begin to hack the wall open.

Greatsword Power Attack Enlarged Bull's Strength Bless @I92: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (5) + 13 = 183d6 + 17 ⇒ (6, 5, 6) + 17 = 341d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 253d6 + 17 ⇒ (4, 4, 5) + 17 = 30