Skull & Shackles: Sails under a blood red sky.

Game Master DBH

"You're assuming he's logical." Esmarelda said with a smirk as she climbed out the window and started walking down the wall. "Trust me, out of her" Esmarelda pointed to Ash down below and then herself as she finished. "and me, you want to come to me. Because I'm not going to kill you. I prefer to talk to people in person."

"But if need be, I actually can interrogate your corpse!" Rhialla calls down nonchalantly.

He sighed and pinched his nose much like his lover shaking his head.

"We are here to investigate this isle... Because it essentially belongs to me now. We have a crazy crew nearby as well. So give up and live will you?"

He called out right after his lover suggested interrogating your corpse.

Yep! Superhero Landing!

Quickly moving underneath the levitating man, Ashlei crouches and looks up eagerly at the man, eyes wide and unblinking. She harshly whispers at the man, dagger suddenly in hand...

"COME TO MAMMA! SHE NEEDS TO FEEL YOUR WARM BLOOD RUN DOWN HER BLADE!"

Intimidation: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19

Lol. A wonderful game of good cop/sociopath cop.

Dunh...Dunh!

Esmarelda looked at Ash before looking at the man. "I believe that makes my case for me." She said with a shrug. "I can promise that if you come to me, she won't kill you." Esmarelda promised as she pointed to Ash.

"On the Island of Empty Eyes..there are two but separately important groups...the Pirates who will kill and pillage to take what is now theirs, and the those they will kill and pillage for the loot involved. These are their stories of blood, pain, and adventure with tons of loot..."

The man yelps as Rhialla hurts him with an icicle. He eyes flicker wildly as you speak to him and then he grabs a potion and downs it. Vanishing from sight.

What now?

"Ugh....tricky little ^#$@er." Rhialla mutters. "By Besmara's +!+$ I'm beginning to hate invisibility." she says as she casts a spell, walking toward the window. Looking down as the magic kicks in, she leaps from the window, plummeting toward the ground and grabbing a hold of the ranting lunatic as soon as he becomes visible.

CMB (Grapple): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Cast Invisibility Purge. Radius of 5 feet per caster level that negates all forms of invisibility.(So I see him as soon as I'm within 45 ft of him)

Ashlei rushes to Rhialla's side as the man comes down...

"You shouldn't have my Lady! And its not even my birthday!"

She then helps to pin the man down, not enjoying this part at all.

Grapple CMB (Aid Another): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30

He shrieks and thrashes in your arms. even babbling mindlessly for several moments.

Anyone going to try that Heal roll?

You have him prisoner, but he isn't responding to your words.

Hissing through her teeth again, Ashlei curses the man again.

Profession Sailor: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (20) + 13 = 33

"This paranoid jackass is acting like he's been on a Pesh bender for weeks!"

Pesh

"He's paranoid, definitely insane, possibly with multiple personalities...it's like different people are looking through his eyes!" Rhialla says as they wrestle the man to the ground.

Heal: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

Sighing heavily and getting really tired of the odd man's strange attitude, she resists the urge to slit his throat one more time...

"Can you heal him? His brain is damage...or possessed? Or do I need to remove his head to fix this? Hurry up! He's stronger than he appears..."

You can heal Paranoia with the Greater Restoration, Heal, Limited wish, Miracle or Wish spells. He won't be any use to you until his mental issues are dealt with.

"Not with magic I'm capable of casting. Not for a while. Cass, anything you can do?" Rhialla answers, working to keep the lunatic restrained.

Cassiopeia shakes her head. "Beyond my capabilities."

"So then the question becomes do we keep a hold of a deranged possibly dangerous man until we can acquire the way to heal him... or do we just put him down and send his soul on its way."

He mused studying the man. He knew magic. That was a plus. He was massively insane definitely a minus. He was a burr In Ash's backside... that was 50/50.

Any way you girls can use some sort of magic to find out who he was?"

Cassiopeia frowns slightly and says, "Those kinds of divinations aren't really... a common topic in wizardry. Usually it's the kind of insight you get from divine provenance, or psychic... whatever the hell it is that psychics do. I don't think I have anything in my spellbook that'll be useful for diagnosing his problems."

"The true quest we should ask is this." Esmarelda began as she made her way down the wall to the others. "Short term gains or long term gains?"

Adjusting her gloves she went on to say "The fact the this man could perform magic while his mind to completely scramble is something to take keen note of." Esmarelda explained. "It means whatever may be wrong with him some small bit is still there unharmed. If we could be able to clear his mind I can't help but be curious the secrets he could tell. Though if we just remove him from this existence even his soul could return in a mad state and we'd get nothing."

Snickering Ashlei flashes her fancy magic ring for a second.

”I can tell you something once he’s dead. But seriously, lets just put him unconscious and tie him up with a gag. Then we can at least search his pockets for loose change…and decide what to do after a cup of wine or three.”

"Agreed, we may as well incapacitate him now and see what else is affecting him. There are other spells I can gain later that might help." Rhialla agrees.

Struggling to help hold the man, Ashlei hisses again.

"Could someone hit him with a sleep spell...or a ROCK! Anybody? PLEASE?"

Cassiopeia focuses and draws the energies of her spellbook to drop a deep slumber spell on the man.

DC 18 Will save.

will save vs Deep Slumber: 1d20 ⇒ 14

He slumps into sleep, his face relaxing from it's demented fear.

Loot:
potion of cure moderate wounds,
potion of remove disease,
scroll of expeditious retreat,

+2 leather armor,
+1 short sword,
MW light crossbow with 10 bolts,
Amulet of natural armor +1,
Ring of protection +1,
MW artisan's tools (Craft [traps]),
Everburning torch,
spellbook,
spell component pouch,
MW thieves' tools,
key to area B26

What now?

"Do we want to take him back to the ship and see what we can do for him, or at least keep him out until we can get him to talk?" Rhialla asks as the ranting madman finally goes slack.

"He won't stay asleep forever, and I don't have any spells that will keep him asleep or imprisoned for an extended period of time. That kind of magic, like sequester or suspend animation, is just too complex, it's beyond my talents."

"What I can do," she says, "Is try to put a baleful polymorph onto him and turn him into a rabbit or something. Then we just put him into a little cage and keep him with us on the ship until we can cure him. If you're worried about him being a clever rabbit who can get out of the cage and cause mischief, I can always start with feeblemind to give him barely animal intelligence, so even if he retains his mind from the transformation, he will be unable to do anything smart. Once we have the magical means to cure his paranoia, I can dispel the baleful polymorph, then a heal spell—presumably from Rhialla—should cure both the feeblemind and the paranoia."

"Sounds like we have a plan." Rhislla says with a nod. "He better be worth the trouble."

"He must know something. He has a spellbook and he's survived here in spite of those horrors that we've already fought. Maybe we can talk him into a more lucid state of mind. I know that if I lived in a tower next to a living nightmare I'd be on edge all of the time."

Getting up and dusting off her pants, she wiggles her fingers in the man's general direction.

"Yeah...yeah...yeah. Poor him. Let's just get him back to the ship and put him under lock and key. Tie him to the main-mast with a gag at minimum. Can't cast spells like that, can he?"

What now?

Map updated. Only Ash & Esmeralda see the new arrivals for now

Screeching a warning, Ahslei quickdraws her starknife as she leaps between the others and the oncoming quasi-ghost-thing she sees...

"EAT MY FIRE GHOST-B~@@!!"
She then yanks off her single biggest orb from her necklace and tosses at it!
I'm assuming its Orange I saw...

Magic/Fire Damage(Reflex DC 14 half): 7d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 5, 4, 5, 5, 1) = 25

ref save vs fireball Orange: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
ref save vs fireball Yellow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10 Heh.

You all think that Ashlei has either gone totally psychotic, or she has seen danger. Realizing it's the second as two Animate dreams writhe in the fireball she just threw.

What are you doing?

"There's TWO of them?" says Cassiopeia, dismayed.

She quickly conjures a magic circle against evil to try to hedge them out. Are they otherworldly entities? Heck, who knows at this point. They mostly just suck.

Turning to look at the otherworldly nightmares engulfed in the flames, Rhialla quickly calls upon Besmara's blessing on her companions.

Cast Bless: +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects.

Percy & Esmeralda can act.

Esmarelda drew her blades as she sighed heavily. "This is such an annoyance now. Give me but an opening Ash and we shall take them down with luck."

Esmarelda ran out a bit to be able to get around these creatures.

Botting Percy.

boarding pike attack: 1d20 + 15 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 15 + 2 = 28
damage: 1d8 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 1 = 11

Percy extends his boarding pike 20' into Yellow.

Percy & Esmeralda may act again.

Sorry about missing out folks, the site wasnt updating for me, cleared my cache and all that and things seem to be normal now again sorry for any way on my end

Furious Focus power attack yellow: 1d20 + 15 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 15 + 1 = 31
damage: 1d8 + 7 + 6 + 1d8 ⇒ (8) + 7 + 6 + (2) = 23
percantage if needed: 1d100 ⇒ 42
attack furious focus power attack 2: 1d20 + 10 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 10 - 2 + 1 = 23
damage: 1d8 + 7 + 6 + 1d8 ⇒ (4) + 7 + 6 + (4) = 21
percantage if needed: 1d100 ⇒ 1

"These things just need to die."

He growled out in annoyance

"You're telling me! It's almost like they can't take a hint!" Esmarelda called as she ran up to close in on the creatures. "Funny enough, I've head to deal with that before!"

Double moved

Percy chops down the already wounded Yellow

Orange casts and flickers across the yard to end up behind Cassiopeia & Rhialla. You know they have Dimension door.

Cassiopeia, Ashlei & Rhialla may now act.

Screaming at the top of her lungs, Ashlei swings her starknife overhead and charges the remaining witch-thing!

+1 Starknife(Thrown w/PBS) vs. Incorporeal+Charge: 1d20 + 19 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 19 + 2 = 40
Magic/Silver Damage+Scorching(NO Precision!): 1d4 + 4 + 1d6 + 0 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + (3) + 0 + 2 = 13

Hit?: 1d100 ⇒ 100 Crap...

Crit?

+1 Starknife(Thrown w/PBS) vs. Incorporeal+Charge: 1d20 + 19 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 19 + 2 = 39
Additional Magic/Silver Damage+Scorching(NO Precision!): 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1) + 4 = 8

Rhialla utters the words to a spell, sending a vibrantly shimmering green ray blasting from her hand to envelop the Animated Dream in a shimmering emerald field. "That'll be enough of that you little $#!+."

Dimensional Anchor: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

"Forms of movement barred by a dimensional anchor include astral projection, blink, dimension door, ethereal jaunt, etherealness, gate, maze, plane shift, shadow walk, teleport, and similar spell-like abilities. The spell also prevents the use of a gate or teleportation circle for the duration of the spell."

Don't forget to beat its SR!

Concentration: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34
Spell Penetration: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17 (failed)

Cass drops a slow spell, which has no effect, then backpedals slightly (5').

CL check to beat SR: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

SR19. It's stuck here and doesn't look happy about it.

Ashlei's Starknife passes harmlessly through on her first strike, and lightly wounds it on the next.

Cassiopeia's spell fizzles while Rhialla locks it on this plane.

Percy & Esmeralda are up! I should have said that it loops back to them. My bad.

It was a roll for a possible crit. If the first hit missed then the second doesn't matter.