Shackled City (Pathfinder) - GM_Chris

Game Master Chris of the Clouds

Round 1, Init 25

Toffitt moves to AJ12 and examines the wall. Or takes a standard if circumstances change during his movement...?

Perception: 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (1) + 25 = 26

Toffitt moves through the room and the icy webs crinkle and fall to the ground as he touches them. They reform shortly after he passes. It's cold, very cold, but that doesn't bother Toffitt these days.

Round 1, Init 30

"What are you guys waiting for? Go on. We need to find the Cagewrights and end them and their threat to Cauldron."

Dyrant delays.

"Nothing at all" does nothing apparent.

Round 1
Nothing at all = 22+
Dyrant = delay
Finneas = 22
Atol = 15
Glimmil = 10
Round 2
Toffitt = 25

Round 2

Toffitt drinks his extract of communal resist energy after adding a smudge of wintergreen. He moves to the door and offers a high five to anyone entering. Resist cold 30

Glimmil and Cog take a couple of steps foward.

"Is the cold ice dangerous? I'd hate to go charging ahead and freeze into some sort of suspended animation..."

Since it seems we're in initiative... Glimmil will move up to W,11 and ready an action to swing at anything hostile.

Toffitt tags Glimmil.

Round 1, Initiative 15, Location: AC11->AF15

Not knowing there's anything to fear, Atol strides into the room (after high fiving Toffitt) and examines the cobwebs. He's fascinated by the reforming of the web after it's 'broken'.

"This is very interesting. What do you think makes them reform again so quickly?"

I should memorize Endure Elements more often. Even with Dr. Toffitt's protection I still feel a chill in the air. Atol bundles up and stamps his feet a little.

I'm lead to believe Finneas is flying, so he also high fives Toffitt and heads in. Glimmil went the wrong way (back down the hallway). I put him in the room. Atol tried to go into a wall; I stopped him at AF14. I've zoomed the map in so it should be easier.

Dyrant to go.

Updated Map

Round 1

Lol@Glim.

Dyrant and Aralynn enter and settle next to Dr. Toffitt. (AE13)

The party shuffles into the room protected by Toffitt's communal extract (probably legal, but it makes my head hurt). Frost forms on everyone and the web of icicles reforms where broken, but otherwise it is as quiet as you would expect for the ruins of a long dead civilization.

Round 2
Nothing at all = 22+ - Doing nothing it appears
Dyrant = 22
Finneas = 22-
Atol = 15
Glimmil = 10
Round 3
Toffitt = 25

Round 2, Init 22

Do the ice walls go all the way to the ceiling?

"Someone want to smash one of them walls or should I summon my own wall to deal with it?"

Dyrant delays.

Yes. The ice walls completely block further exploration of the area.

Round 2 Init 22-

"Do you want me to chop through the walls Dyrant?"

Believing the answer will be yes, Finneas protects himself from the cold first.

Edit: Guess the good Doctor already took care of me. Finneas will instead move over to a wall and hack it.

Greatsword Power Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 142d6 + 16 ⇒ (5, 6) + 16 = 27

Sadly, the confused half-orc misses the wall somehow.

Sadly, the confused half-orc misses the wall somehow.

Dyrant *facepalms*.

p.s. Dyrant did accept (and return) the high five from Toffitt.

Round 2, Initiative 15, Location:AF14

Atol stands back from the swinging Finneas. Heavy swing, but he needs some accuracy.

Atol delays, just watching Finneas try to hole the wall.

After trotting about in a few circles and finally getting his bearings, Glimmil moves ahead into the cold room and wonders in amazement at the sight of his own breath.

"Fascinating! It's cold in here, like a freezer. My Aunt Gizwidge was a butcher, somewhere up near Furyondy last I heard. I wonder if she has a meat locker that's cold like this. Mom always thought she was a bit funny you know, since she never married and had a lot of other women friends..."

Glimmil pokes the ice wall with his lance and looks at Dyrant then Finneas.

"Should you have some sort of magical fire to simply melt this, Dyrant?"

Glimmil is fine in this location with another readied action to attack a hostile enemy (that is not a member of the Cauldron Five)

Ice crystals rain down on the party from above. Aralynn begins her loop de loops, having fun weaving between the web of crystals without breaking any of them.

Round 3
Toffitt = 25
Dyrant = 22
Finneas = 22-
Atol = 15
Glimmil = 10
Nothing at all = 9

Roound 3 Map

Round 3, Init 22

Dyrant notices Aralynn's dips and doos with a crocked eye, remembering what that means.

1d20 + 20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 20 + 2 = 26 Perception

"I think something evil and unseen is up there..." Dyrant says.

Dyrant casts Angeldust (Will DC 19 vs Blindness) before moving to AD11.

"I'll think I'll wait back here...Aralynn, come to me."

+3 AC/Saves to Atol/Finn.

will save: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

The dust outlines what looks like a giant insect with a spear.

Round 3, Init 25 {AH21}

Toffitt draws his bow and moves to the center of the room. He readies an action to shoot at any hostile creature that becomes visible. "Who is there? Reveal yourself and we will consider showing mercy."

Once it appears, if the creature does not surrender, Toffitt will fire.

Comp. Longbow: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (7) + 16 = 23
1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 + if within 30' and blinded: 6d6 ⇒ (1, 5, 1, 1, 6, 4) = 18

Round 3 Init 22-

"It's a bug. There's no live and let live with bugs."

Finneas prepares to chop the creature if it comes in range.

I hope it's easier to hit than the wall.

Greatsword Power Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 152d6 + 16 ⇒ (4, 6) + 16 = 26
Evil: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 4) = 9

Round 3, Init 10

"That's a really big bug! I once caught a firefly at my cousin's farm outside of Cauldron, which I thought would burn me but they apparently aren't even that hot."

I'm assuming the hole is tiny at this point, so nobody is squeezing through it, yet.

Glimmil keeps his lance ready (standard action to ready an attack), looking for a sign of how to proceed from those better able to deal with giant walls of ice and peep-holes.

No peep holes in the ice walls yet. Even if Finneas had hit, he wouldn't have broken through in a single hit. The bug is 30' up. The only thing blocking is the fragile reforming ice crystals.

Round 3, Initiative 15, Location:AF14

Unsure what else to do, Atol casts Sound Burst, Fortitude DC 17.

"Anybody know a way we can get it off the ceiling?"

Sound Burst damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2 and DC 17 (Fort) or be stunned 1 round.
SR check (as needed): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

Atol uses Blessings of Fervor for +2attacks/AC/reflex saves this round.

Remember, anyone who had breakfast with Atol has 10 temporary hit points, +1 (morale) attack rolls/Will saves, and +4 (morale) on poison/fear saves from the heroes' feast for 12 hours.

Fort save: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

The glittery shape begins to cast a spell which worries Toffitt who fires his bow. The arrow bounces off the form that his briefly seen before the ice storm begins. It encompasses the entire room and 5' out and catches the entire party. The cold doesn't affect the protected party, but some of the larger hail stones hurt.

The now visible creature screams at the party and begins to descend.
bludgeoning damage: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 2, 4) = 11

For the remaining duration of the spell, heavy snow and sleet rains down in the area. Creatures inside this area take a –4 penalty on Perception skill checks and the entire area is treated as difficult terrain. At the end of the duration, the snow and hail disappear, leaving no aftereffects (other than the damage dealt).

Round 4
Dyrant = 22
Finneas = 22-
Atol = 15
Glimmil = 10
Toffitt = 9+
Nothing at all = 9 (-13)
Glitterdust will save: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15

Round 4 Map

Round 4, Init 22

1d20 + 22 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 22 + 2 = 30 Know (Planes) vs. DC 23

Dyrant blanches as the storm hits him and the devil reveals itself.

"A Gelugon! A common Ice Devil! Vicious and mean and apparently a caster! Fear not, brave Cauldronites, your holy weapons will penetrate it's protections with ease. To battle!" Dyrant waves his AngelRelic menacingly while giving the Gelugon an 'icy' stare.

(10 rounds/1round on Will save DC 23) Inflict penalties (-4 to AC, attacks, saves, or skills). Choosing -4 on all its AC.

Dyrant will giggle (cackle) at the devil as the battle enjoins.

"Wait a moment, Finn and Glim. I've something for you."

Round 4, Init 9+ {AH11 +5'}

Toffitt drinks his extract of communal air walk and tumbles up into the air, touching Finneas and Cog as he goes and providing them, respectively, 40 minutes and 30 minutes of air walk.

Will save vs Dyrant: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29
The ice devil cackles along with Dyrant.

Round 4, Init 10->8

Glimmil considers grabbing his bow, but instead hesitates long enough to give Toffitt a second high-five before heading skyward astride Cog.

"Devils? Those are a Cauldron Five specialty!"

Swift action to smite evil. Cog 5-ft flaps upward to give Glimmil reach with the lance for a full attack, I believe.

Glimmil attack #1 (+1 lance, power, smite) 1d20 + 19 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 19 + 4 = 26 for 1d6 + 1 + 6 + 9 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 6 + 9 + 11 = 30

Glimmil attack #2 (+1 lance, power, smite) 1d20 + 19 - 5 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 19 - 5 - 3 + 4 = 35 for 1d6 + 1 + 6 + 9 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 6 + 9 + 11 = 32

Glimmil attack #3 (+1 lance, power, smite) 1d20 + 19 - 10 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 19 - 10 - 3 + 4 = 20 for 1d6 + 1 + 6 + 9 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 6 + 9 + 11 = 32

Glimmil attack #2 crit confirm (+1 lance, power, smite) 1d20 + 19 - 5 - 3 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 19 - 5 - 3 + 4 = 16 for 1d6 + 1 + 6 + 9 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 6 + 9 + 11 = 29

Add +11 additional smite damage on the first hit.

Only half speed up so one attack.

The subject can tread on air as if walking on solid ground. Moving upward is similar to walking up a hill. The maximum upward or downward angle possible is 45 degrees, at a rate equal to half the air walker's normal speed.

Round 4 Init 22-

"Good thing I've been learning to fly."

Finneas walks up to the bug.

Greatsword Power Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (16) + 13 = 292d6 + 16 ⇒ (1, 4) + 16 = 21
Evil: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3

Round 4, Initiative 15, Location:AF14->AG13

Presuming Dr. Toffitt is going to join in the battle next round, Atol walks over to him (can't 5' step due to the terrain) and gives him the strength of St. Cuthbert. "Go forth and do his will - clobber it!!"

*Strength Surge(sp): +5 to any strength related task for the next round (attack, damage, CMB/D, etc.)

Atol uses Blessings of Fervor for +2attacks/AC/reflex saves this round.

Remember, anyone who had breakfast with Atol has 10 temporary hit points, +1 (morale) attack rolls/Will saves, and +4 (morale) on poison/fear saves from the heroes' feast for 12 hours.

Dyrant laughs at the devil and it laughs back maniacally. Glimmil and Finneas delay for Toffitt who grants them air walk. Atol has stepped up to grant strength to Toffitt so he can also receive the air walk.

Finneas makes use of Toffitt's spell and immediately smashes the still blinded devil. Glimmil tries to do the same and clumsily connects with the blinded bug.

The ice devil regenerates a bit and then lashes out at Glimmil and Finneas. He misses them all as he either can't penetrate their armor or misses due to his blindness.

Round 5 (new inits with delays)
Dyrant = 22
Atol = 15
Glimmil = 10
Toffitt = 9+
Finneas = 8
Glimmil =7
Nothing at all = 6(-13, - 24, -41, +5 = -73)

Not even going to bother with a new map until I see the party fail to do 88 points of damage.

Round 5, Init 9+

Toffitt steps up to the Gelugon and tries to make it a goner. Channeling the strength of Cuthbert, his attacks take on a rather more brutal force than usual.

Dueling Sword: 1d20 + 13 + 5 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (14) + 13 + 5 + 2 - 3 = 31
+9 bab +2 str +5 strength surge +1 feat +1 magic +2 heroism -3 power
1d8 + 4 + 9 + 5 + 6d6 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 9 + 5 + (6, 1, 6, 6, 2, 4) = 47
+1 magic +3 str +9 power x1.5 +5 strength surge

Edit: Toffitt had to tumble up to engage the devil. Acrobatics: 1d20 + 21 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 21 + 2 = 43

Round 3, Init 22

Dyrant affixes another icy stare at the Ice Devil, confident that his mighty Cauldron 5.2 brethren will take down the devil this round. Dyrant laughs more as the blindness continues.

(Will Save DC 23 vs. -4 to Saves). Cackle to extend the -4 to AC and Saves for another round.

Sorry, I noted a Blessings of Fervor bonus in my last init - but I have NOT cast that spell this combat, so I do not have that bonus and Dr. Toffitt has one less attack.

Sheez! Cheating everywhere. I'm going to give the poor devil hero points.

Will save: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19

Round 2, Init 7

Ah, without a 5ft "flap" (Dyrant in my brain), Glimmil would've simply flown up to "base" it properly in Round 1, likely provoking an AoO.

Realizing an aerial party is forming around the devil, Glimmil discards his lance and summons Claw-Whomper into his hand from his shiny new magical glove and tries to hammer some sense into another devil.

"This one's uglier than that glabber-zoo!"

Glimmil attack #1 (Claw Whomper, power, smite) 1d20 + 19 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 19 + 4 = 40 for 1d6 + 1 + 4 + 6 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 4 + 6 + 11 = 28
Holy damage: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 1) = 6

Glimmil attack #2 (Claw Whomper, power, smite) 1d20 + 19 + 4 - 5 - 3 ⇒ (2) + 19 + 4 - 5 - 3 = 17 for 1d6 + 1 + 4 + 6 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 4 + 6 + 11 = 26
Holy damage: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8

Glimmil attack #2 (Claw Whomper, power, smite) 1d20 + 19 + 4 - 10 - 3 ⇒ (16) + 19 + 4 - 10 - 3 = 26 for 1d6 + 1 + 4 + 6 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 4 + 6 + 11 = 25
Holy damage: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) = 3

No AoO as it was STILL blind.

And Glimmil whomps the devil until it drops to the ground.

The usual searching and detect magic only produces the +1 spear.

A minute later the storm ends, but the walls remain to block the way.

Finneas frowns as the claw whumped body of the devil floats to the ground.

"That was...disappointing. Maybe I could have Dyrant summon another?"

Dyrant cheers lustily as the devil and foe to St. Cuthbert and all of the Cauldron 5.2 falls.

"Huzzah!" Dyrant pumps his fist and shakes his mighty AngelRelic. "Let's use our energies now to pummel that ice wall into submission."

"What's bugging you, Finn? Perhaps you can summon a whole legion of them to fight once you've fully assumed your station."

Toffitt begins chipping away at the ice.

Dueling Sword: 1d20 + 17 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (20) + 17 + 2 - 3 = 36
+9 bab +6 dex +1 feat +1 magic +2 heroism -3 power
1d8 + 7 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 9 = 23
+1 magic +6 dex +9 power x1.5

Iterative: 1d20 + 12 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (19) + 12 + 2 - 3 = 30
+4 bab +6 dex +1 feat +1 magic +2 heroism -3 power
1d8 + 7 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 9 = 20
+1 magic +6 dex +9 power x1.5

Fervor: 1d20 + 17 + 2 - 3 ⇒ (9) + 17 + 2 - 3 = 25
+9 bab +6 dex +1 feat +1 magic +2 heroism -3 power
1d8 + 7 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 7 + 9 = 23
+1 magic +6 dex +9 power x1.5

The party chops through three feet of ice to the north and finds a collapsed passageway. Another hole is made in the east wall of ice and a hallway is found. There are more tubes containing spell weavers and the passageway continues on to a t-intersection. One way leads to a door. The other way leads to a set of six doors that line the north and south walls, three to a side. The hall itself ends at a tangled lattice of icy strands that flicker and writhe with cold blue tendrils of light. The strands are similar to the ones in the previous room, but these appear to have a purpose or is possibly just a piece of art.

"Hurray! Another devil destroyed by the Cauldron Five... and nobody's really even hurt this time!"

With another pop Claw-Whomper disappears safely inside of Glimmil's gloves and Cog attempts a graceful landing. Hopping off to pick up his favorite lance, Glimmil checks Cog for any serious injuries before remounting.

"More of the six-armed thingers. Is someone maybe experimenting on them? Learning how they weave? Hey, don't spiders also weave things? Like webs?"

Wary of ice-spiders, Atol keeps his distance.

"I think we should check that webbing first. Could be a giant ice spider in there."

Atol glances nervously at the 'sculpture'.

Toffitt walks over to the ice lattice and examines it for danger.

"Whatever's in there, surely we can handle it."

Perception: 1d20 + 18 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 18 + 5 + 2 = 38
Knowledge arcana: 1d20 + 10 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 10 + 2 = 15

The web is outside Toffitt's usual area of expertise when it comes to all things magical.

Dyrant mumbles to himself, looking at all the Spellweavers.

"...not a saint among them...smash them all...what would Cog do?..."

Dyrant casts Detect Magic.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 +19 Arcana, +22 Planes, +18 Nature/Local, +22 Spellcraft

"...stupid icy webs..."

The icy lattice is definitely some type of magical item, but Dyrant is unsure what it does.