Shifty PFS Group Bravo (Inactive)

Game Master Nik B.

Aran simply watches quietly, not liking her state one bit, but having a clue what is wrong with her, only she avoided answering questions. Untrustworthy in that.

Raoul closes his eyes and puts his hands palm-to-palm. He mutters a brief incantation.

Using Diviner's Fortune on himself. (Gives +1 to a skill, ability, attack and saving rolls for 1 round)

Raoul then makes an attempt to ascertain the nature of the injury that this 'Maurit' currently suffers from.

Heal: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 + 1 = 21

"So, Maurit, what is it that you suffer from?"

He makes a move toward the woman, hands splayed in front of him in an effort to show that he means no harm.

So, I just re-checked the PRD, and I it doesn't state that you can ascertain an illness that a character is suffering from with the Heal skill. But I think it makes sense. :)

"Yes, I will lead the way, what do you seek?", her demeanour rather excited again.

"Suffer from? I don't know... but I feel ill, and so very very hungry" she confides.

Raoul is not sure what she is suffering from, but it is plain that this woman is gravely ill as he inspects her, she allows the approach, and Raoul is amazed someone in such poor health could possibly be standing upright. Her sickness looks as though it should have been fatal.

She starts moving towards the entry to the dungeon.

Maurit staggers up and pauses at the entryway.

Map

Attached to the north wall at this corridor junction is the relief carving of a giant face. The relief is that of a Qadiran man with a billowing beard. His eyes are closed, and his lips are parted, as if he were blowing out a flame. His lips frame a deep hole in the wall. The paint once adorning the relief is chipped and faded, but traces of its brilliant blues and pristine whites are still visible here and there. On the man’s forehead is a single Kelish word, carved in a flowing script.

Note yellow dot

Grogson looks over the stonework, which while impressive for human hands, is not up to dwarven standards. Never taking his eyes off the female guide, Grogson stays in a state of readiness for potential ambush.

Checks: Stonecunning {Perception} 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Know:Engineering 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Know:Dungeoneering 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

Feeling like we just accepted the aid of some random Afghanie.

Although he can't put his finger on it, something about the face and the rune leaves Grogson a little uncomfortable.

Anyone speak Kelish?

Although he can't put his finger on it, something about the face and the rune leaves Grogson a little uncomfortable.

Anyone speak Kelish?

Doesnt look like it.

Jivokun was curious about the statue so he stepped closer and retrieved a sunrod from his pack as he did so. He cracked the tube and shined the light inside the hole made by the stones carved lips.

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

It simply appears to be a deep recess, though to what end or purpose is not entirely clear.

Raoul, not satisfied with Maurit's claims of friendship, keeps his distance from her. Noticing the carved face on the wall, he approaches slowly with his hands infront of him. He closes his eyes and murmurs softly.

Casting Detect Magic

I'm the linguist, but sadly I went for other racial languages instead of regional ones. No Kelish here, although I can have Shifty make my Linguistics check (+6) to decipher it anyway.

Pozuket shrugs and tucks the rations away, following behind this strange woman. Not that all humans aren't strange, but she's strange in a new and fascinating way.

As they reach the purported entryway, the gnome studies the stone face carefully. Then he approaches it, takes a deep breath, and mimics the statue's face as he blows into the hole.

Can we see to the back of the hole? And if not, is it large enough for me to crawl into?

Raoul detects magic and notes that the relief is indeed magic.
He also notes that the strange lady has a few magic items.

With the sunrod in place, you can see the back of its throat, about arms length deep. Pozuket notes it would probably fit a reasonable size animal, but not a gnome, well not in one piece anyway.

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 - Pozuket determines it is the Kellish glyph for 'Air'.

While most of my other characters speak Kelish, not this one.

Mostly, Aran hangs back, watching their back and keeping an eye out for any papers that we are seeking.

"Whaddaya suppose that means, gnome?"

Shrugging and well aware that the question was out of his league of expertise; Jivs spun a dagger in his hand as the brainier types contemplated.

"Maybe it doesn't really mean anything?" Or at least, I mean; it won't keep us from continuing on right?"

Raoul continues to examine the face, but has no concrete understanding of it.

"Well, this relief is magical, and I would venture that this word, in Kellish is it, may activate this device. Who knows what it is for? I say we continue on. What do you say, left or right? My choice, for what it's worth, is left."

Someone flipping a coin?

"There's a big spider to the right!" your guide suggests.

"I would rather the big spider be in front of me than behind me, so let us go right?" Aran says as he draws his blade.

"It translates as 'Air', I believe. Or maybe something approximating that. Not a big surprise, considering the shape that this fellow's mouth has been given. Probably intended on blowing away attackers or some such." He frowns. "Or invasive Pathfinders, for that matter. I am quite curious as to whether it would still work, since that may intimate to us as to whether there are likely to be other defenses in working order."

After hearing about the spider, he nods to the left. "I'd vote left, myself. I am in no hurry to encounter a spider that's likely as big as I am. Not including its legs."

So far its a left right draw??!

Raoul is a bit taken aback by Maurit's warning. "Well, so if a spider is to the right, what sorts of horrors can we find down this way?" he says while motioning down the left-hand hallway.

"Lots of things, nasty things, undead too. Perhaps if I knew what you wanted...?" she enquires.

"Well, Maurit, we're looking for a jade katana, among other things. But at this moment, my most pressing concern is regarding what lurks in this ruin that may kill us." At this last statement, Raoul keeps a close watch at Maurit.

"I'VE SEEN IT! I'VE SEEN IT!" she jumps somewhat excitedly "The stairs, past the spider! There are kobolds and they have it, the Fire Speaker! I don't know what he is, he shifts colour"

She gestures to the right.

Raoul gives some thought to this new claim. "Well, if that is the case, then perhaps we should go to the right. Pozuket, I trust that you can remain out of harm's way of the spider, should it really be there. You just support us, as you did on the last assignment, with your wonderful performance."

Changing my vote to go right

The party pushes right and Grogson advances on towards the corner. The door in the north wall looks fairly routine and lacks any obvious locks, being merely an internal door.

As Grogson reaches the corner he sees a long, narrow room choked with webs. Within the webs are a number of what appear to be small, dead humanoids with dark, scaled skin, each wrapped in a cocoon of sticky webbing.

Being wary and alert from the warning given by the sickly Pathfinder, Grogson spies the Giant spider in the corner and readies his sword, simultaneously alerting his companions to the danger.

Map - Map oriented so that top = north.

R1
Jivokun
Raoul
Aranan
Florentine
SPIDER
Grogson
Pozuket

When he sees his opportunity, Aran moves up to the I6, readies sword for when and if the spider comes near him.

Readied attack:
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24
1d8 ⇒ 5

Jivs cursed when the word came back through the group that the spider had been spotted and he was lagging behind. He made his way through his companions; activating his wrist sheath as he did so.

Move action to H.2. Swift action to draw dagger from wrist sheath.

...woah, that thing is big...He drew his arm back and threw his dagger at the spider.

Ranged attack: 1d20 + 3 - 8 ⇒ (20) + 3 - 8 = 15
damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1d8 ⇒ (1) + 2 + (1) = 4

Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 3 - 8 ⇒ (16) + 3 - 8 = 11
Crit damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

"We got one up in the corner, boys. She's been busy, too., Grogson says as he preps himself for the kill.

Jivokun surges forward, there is a flash of steel as he hurls a dagger at the spider, the flash disappearing as the dagger buries into the spiders bulbous abdomen...

Awaiting Raoul & Florentine

"Aldori and I will form the front line.The rest of ya fall in behind us and open up with missile work. Watch it as it scurries along the roof!",he yells as he prepares to fall in next to the human.

Raoul stays behind the martial characters, he moves forward and draws his longbow.

Please place Raoul in I.2 Hopefully that will be behind one of our melee characters :).

1d10 ⇒ 10
The party starts falling into position, Aranan is defied by all the webs and has to give up fighting his way through to maintain his readiness for the spiders possible advances.

MAP

R1 - summary.
Jivokun - Moved/attacked
Raoul - Moved/drew weapon
Aranan - Moved/readied
Florentine
SPIDER
Grogson
Pozuket

"Mind the webs!",he calls over his shoulder.

Florentine jogs forward, the looses an arrow at the spider -1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 191d8 ⇒ 4 -the arrow strikes home and sinks in nicely, but the spider continues!

With ichor laden fangs the size of small daggers, it snaps viciously at Aranan whilst he plunges his blade into it with precision 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 however his grace and speed combined with the sound blow foil the attempt.

Map

R1 Continues...
Grogson
Pozuket

R2
Jivokun
Raoul
Aranan
Florentine
SPIDER
Grogson
Pozuket

Grogson attempts to get next to Aranan, but the taller man has out paced him by a few feet.

Move to H5

1d20 ⇒ 3
Grogson pushes up, but he too finds the accumulated webs resist his movement and is forced into the funnel. Pozuket moves up behind, readying his crossbow. Maurit looks on, staying well back from the trouble.

Mapdate!

R2 commences
Jivokun
Raoul
Aranan
Florentine
SPIDER
Grogson
Pozuket

Jivo didnt like the idea of getting stuck in those webs and he surely didnt like the idea of getting stuck in line behind Slagtoes...although I would be able to see over him quite easy... The half elf smiled mischeviously and drew another dagger. He moved forward as far as he could go before risking the webs.

Can we tell where the webs start/stop?

Looking closely, its the East wall that looks completely covered (Denying row J, and 4h downward. They aren't impenetrable, they require a str check to breach - but then become difficult terrain...

Jivs moves to H.5 then.

Pozuket moves up to the corner, peeks around it, and shudders, stepping back. (F2) "Ugh. There's just something about a spider that's taller than I am..." he mutters to himself. Aloud, he continues, "Slay this foul creature quickly, my friends. Before it can sink its fangs into any of us."

Inspire courage, as usual. +1 to attack, damage, and fear saves.

Raoul draws an arrow, feeling the confidence of Pozuket's performance helping steady his hand.

Longbow Attack: 1d20 + 3 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 - 4 = 7

Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

"Blasted webs are keepin' me from the fun!"

Str Check 1d20 ⇒ 13

Aran grins, flicks the ichor off his blade and then attempts to coat it in the spider's innards once more.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Jivokun closes in further, Raoul looses an arrow that goes wide and disappears into the webs, Aranan places another blow - albeit light, Florentine likewise releases an arrow 1d20 ⇒ 4 that hits a different part of the webs.

The spider lurches once more at Aranan 1d20 ⇒ 5 but his refelexes prove too quick for the large arachnid!

R2 Continues...
Grogson
Pozuket

R3
Jivokun
Raoul
Aranan
Florentine
SPIDER
Grogson
Pozuket

Back up and I'll follow suit to give you room!

Aran will 5' backwards if space opens up and will hold to after Grogson if he gets an affirmative before his initiative.

Did I break free?

Pozuket loads his crossbow, still shuddering slightly, and aims around his allies at the spider.

[dice=Crossbow attack, with "firing into melee" penalty]d20+2+1-4[/dice]
Crit Confirmation: 1d20 + 2 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (20) + 2 + 1 - 4 = 19
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 -> 8 damage if it's a crit

"Take that, vermin," he mutters under his breath.

My new Lingering Performance feat means you keep your bonuses for the next two rounds with no direct encouragement from me.

Grogson is free of the webs, as his strength was enough to force his way through... regardless, the spider is now pretty much confetti as Poz just nailed it.

With a flurry of activity, swinging blades, and flying projectiles, the spider comes to a full stop. The spider is no more. Everything is still.

Next to the remains of one of the two dead kobolds wrapped in the webbing is a small purse containing 30 gp and a pearl, which Pozuket determines is a Pearl of power (1st level).

Now occupying the room proper, there is a visible staircase to the east.

Raoul sheathes his bow. He looks at the prize that Pozuket has identified.

"Ah, a Pearl of Power. I could find this quite useful. Do you mind if I make use of it?"

As he looks around the room, Raoul makes a point to use his Mage Hand cantrip to clear the cobwebs from the stairs on the eastern wall.

"How is everyone faring so far? I don't think that spider stood a chance at all. Maurit? How are you feeling? Are we going the right way?"

"I'm fine minus the missin' out on the battle."Grogson says in a grouchy tone that seems humorous to the others. "But there'll be more to be sure. I'll continue to take point. Let me move ahead of ya by about ten feet and move with five foot intervals between ye."