The Eye of Eons (Inactive)

Game Master Chyrone

Plus an extra d6 next turn, yay alch fire :D

You mean before Grint, assuming he doesnt have much to do?

" They are centipedes... beware of their poison. They seem to have a controller "

Quite so, look at the one with the overly grown head going gnyahahaha.

Ah Forgot saves,

Fort 1: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
Fort 2: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Thorn moves out south his armor still fresh to him but overall aware of his lack of ability with said creatures.

Done

Grint withdraws a vial of acid from his bandolier, then 5-foot steps west and throws it at the swarm.

Ranged Attack, PBS: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 9 + 1 = 271d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 I don't think Deadly Aim is applicable here.

Grint hits the mark, scoring a hit for 9 dmg to the swarm.
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The swarm, round 2

Thorn moves south, shaking bugs off his boots.
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Swarm takes 1d6 ⇒ 3 extra burn dmg.
It attacks the nearest, and not moved yet, target and continues to bite Sivar.
Swarm dmg: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 3) = 5
And we repeat the saves.
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Sivar
Elsa, Father Burdock & Grint

Elsa's eyes flash icy blue and the air around her begins to freeze, she begins gathering it into a ball and then she unleashes it into a Torrent directly at the Centipede Swarm

Gather Power: Move Action Ignore 1 burn

Empowered Blast!: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16

Unfortunately, Elsa's blast narrowly misses once again...curses.

Saves: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 181d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Sivar stomach heaving shall move out of the swarm and 20ft away.

The swarm, round 2

Thorn moves south, shaking bugs off his boots.
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Swarm swarms all over Sivar.
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Sivar, distracted by the 'ew-factor', moves away.
Elsa shoots an icy blast which flies just over the majority of the swarm. Father Burdock & Grint

Seeing that his allies seem to be having... issues striking the mass of insects, Thorn raises his hand in the air, a manifestation in bright light of a dove appear and burst out giving the group a heartened feeling.

Bless Cast

Botting.

Father Burdock 5ft steps back and retrieves another alchemist fire from his pack.
Toss: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 Dealing 3 splash damage.
As does Grint Fire in the hole!: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25Dmg: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Grint's flask deals another 3 damage.
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Swarm, round 3

Swarm takes 1d6 ⇒ 4 lingering fire damage and disperses.

Combat over.

Ah So I didnt need to cast the Spell

Thorn looks over the group, the danger dispersed, " I-Is everyone fine? "

Dice decided to not needed, but a blessing is always nice.

"Well the bugs are dead, lets heal up the few wounds received.. and clean ourselves.. damn smelly bugs" Sivar brushes himself off

Sivar then sets about casting cure light wounds spells on all.

clw Elsa: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
clw Burdock: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
clw Sivar: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
clw Thorn: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

After your little encounter with the bugs, you find them not the cause of the spider's death.
That appeared to be the 4 crossbow bolts. It needs little guessing what or who manufactured them. Father Burdock would recognize them as dwarven design, albeit of slightly different materials.

Waiting for something?

"Thanks Sivar; hopefully there'll be no more of those things for a while."

Burdock analyzes and conveys his information to the others. "Duegar probably...", he concludes.

Heal to see how long Spider was dead: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

A little onwards, or rendezvouz with the other group?
If onwards, i'll need a marching order, it's a 10feet wide tunnel. With that, a perception roll 22.
If that passes, Acrobatics DC 10.

Nothing?

Elsa would be in the middle....other than that I dunno.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28 Acrobatics: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

Elsa dodges whatever nefarious trap awaits them!

That you do, nice rolls.
Let's see if the others are as perceptive as you are, as well as that dexterious.

Burdock prefers front if at all possible due to his high AC and short, stubby legs, but will defer to the other melee warriors if they want it.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20 +2 if it involves stone or stonework
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 1 - 7 ⇒ (7) + 1 - 7 = 1

perception : 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Sivar will move along in second place or first depending on light need.. he casts light on his fauchard

Acro : 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

I have a feeling I'm walking into a pit :P

Perception: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21 So close.

Thorn cannot see far and thus has to be 2nd or third rank.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

Acro Grint: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 2 = 8
Acro Thorn: 1d20 + 2 - 5 ⇒ (17) + 2 - 5 = 14

If the calcs are off, ignore the consequence.

While you the traverse the tunnel some 300 yards, the ground becomes evidently more uneven. A small slope goes down, at which the smaller rocks start sliding underneath your feet.
Elsa, Father Burdock and Sivar see, in time, the gap in the floor.

The group slides down on the rocks. Father Burdock is the unfortunate one to not make the jump and fall down the gap/pit.
Elsa does one worth an olympic medal, followed by Sivar and Thorn making the jump too. As Father Burdock shakes his head from the fall, Grint joins him.

Oof..: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 2) = 6

Again, need to make those boots some time...

Burdock slowly gets himself up, and then extends a hand to the fallen Grint. "Heh, I'm not surprised I didn't make that leap, but didn't expect to see you down here!" The dwarf then takes out a wand to heal their bruises.

CLW wand @ Burdock: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW wand @ Grint: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Looking at the other body in there, Burdock makes a quick rite to Torag. "I guess I'm not the only dwarf to fall victim to this." Finally, he gets out his rope and tosses one end to the other side. "Mind giving us a lift?"

Sivar helps pull them back up, feeling a bit sheepish that he didn't help or warn his friends of the hole.

Getting out of the pit, you discover this isn't exactly an entirely natural gap. It might be partially, but it's been expanded.

A little further up ahead, the terrain becomes more uneven.
Difficult terrain.

A small clearing, 30 by 30 feet, with 2 more tunnels from it, lies before you.

"I am quite surprised I missed this one as well Burdock. Even more surprised that no one warned us if they managed to spot it."

Grint says with a stern face before the two climb out of the hole.
"You first Burdock."

Perception: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17 -.-

perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

Sivar shares the spoiler info

No roll on the Kn. Nature, ok, onwards then.

Left or right?

"My dwarven instincts say right."

"Seems someone is eating and dropping bits of mushroom into one of the other tunnels.. us well i'll go with the good father here"

Know Nature: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Thorn nods, " R-Right I suppose "

With the flakes of mushroom going to the left tunnel, the group decides to head right. A couple of times something soft crunches beneath your feet, leaving the thought looking down on what you've stepped on something not appealing.

While the tunnel is still going ahead, to your right, you notice an alcove.

The scene before you is a strange one, as it's a particularly dry alcove. Upon the fungal covered floor lies a small box.

If you investigate, perception 20 please.
In this case, perception is substituted with Survival or Kn. Nature.
Dwarves can find the special details with perception if they have the stonecunning trait.
If nobody makes it, Fort DC 12 everyone.

Sivar eases his fauchard to see what he can see via the light spell on it

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24

"From the way I am feeling that purple moss ahead is not good for our health"

dead end? Do we need to go back? Is there any way forward? Can we avoid this moss either way?

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

Thorn perks up as Sivar's words and looks quite intrigued.

Notice the substitution from survival or kn. Nature, ;)
This is just your average moss unless you know what to look out for.
Hence, Sivar doesn't know about it being purple moss.
Thorn might if he rolls for it.
Yes, mentioned that this is a place you come across, as the tunnel goes on a bit more.

I have both those things.. Thorn can see it at least.

" Ah.. let me see... W-what I know. "

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Know Nature: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Thorn recognizes the vegetation as purple moss and relays the spoiler.
Thereby preventing initial exposure by keeping some distance.

Having relayed said info, some sort of movement comes from the vegetation.
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Purple moss, round 1

Grint & Thorn
Father Burdock
Elsa
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Moss
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Sivar

All within 10 feet of the moss, roll DC 12 fort, or you fall asleep.
Pass means not affected from this specific moss' sweet smelling spores

Elsa will begin gathering POWER!

Ice begins forming around her hands, soon she has a swirling vortex of ice and snow surrounding her.

Gathering Power, full round. Will reduce Burn by 2 next round

Thorn utilizes the bless he planned on using before to bolster his allies

Does he know how to get rid of it? Also currently noone is within 10ft yet correct?

" D-Do not venture closer. The Moss will overtake you. "

Nobody is yet within 10 feet, yes.
Given the purple moss keeps its surroundings dry, you know it is more susceptable to fire. +50% dmg from fire based dmg.

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Purple moss, round 1

Thorn casts bless on the party.
Grint
Father Burdock Can post ahead.
Elsa (posted actions, is charging up)
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Moss
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Sivar

I only said it was purple moss .. it's coloured purple and looks like moss

You fooled me.... >_>
Bad half-elf....bad half-elf...

So it is moss that actively attacks us?

Grint pulls out his second and last flask of alchemist's fire and throws it at the purple moss.

Ranged Touch, PBS: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 9 + 1 = 121d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Edit, miss chance: 1d8 ⇒ 2 should land in the square south-west of the moss still dealing splash damage

A round table with 5 seats for your strategic discussions and other talks.

Hi everyone! my name's Stephan, and I'll be playing Lyssa in this game. She's my first monk and my first lawful character. I'm curious to see how she'll play.

I'm looking forward to this game, and hope we'll have fun! :)

Sabel enters the room and grabs the most comfy looking chair at the round side of the table. She plumps down on the chair and waits for the rest to arrive.

Well this is something else from the market stall, all round instead of square and stuff

My name is Dennis, and as you have noticed i'll be playing Sabel. This is my first pathfinder game that im gonna play, at the same time i'm also starting another one so my skills should climb quite fast. So i'm very curious how everything is gonna work out :)

A Varisian woman, decked out in enough traditional Varisian garb that you figure she must be an entertainer from the docks trying to look the part, comes into the room. She looks at hte two others who have arrived, smiles, finds a seat, and drapes herself into it.

She nodes to Sabel, whom she's probably seen casually in the market districts of Kharum.

Rob here, playing Malena Omoroi, Varisian fortune teller, entertainer, bard, and harrow-deck reader.

This is just a quick hello; shortly, I'm off to my FtF game (I'm running Kingmaker, but this may be the last session as half my players are disappearing for the summer, and I'll be moving during the summer-- one advantage of PbP is that it doesn't matter if you move!). I'll check in with the game tonight.

Are we all guys playing female characters? :)

Ahem... maybe... Ahem ^^

I think we got 1 man? xD

Lyssa yawns as she seats herself at the head of the round table.

It's round, but the chair opposite of the entrance is obviously the head.

"Hello, everyone!" Lyssa says to the others. She then notices Malena holds a deck of cards. "Hey, you got playing cards! So what are we playing?"

Are we all guys playing female characters? :)

As i said, RP can get you a long way, endulge yourself ;)

Howdy, this is Niles, I'll be the resident Ice Queen. Before anyone asks, yes this character is inspired by the Disney movie. I have young daughters...

I made a few changes to the presented character, namely I went Crossblooded Archetype to gain the benefits of both the Elemental and Boreal bloodlines. Also, since the party seems to be leaning towards the N/E axis and away from G for alignment I went CN.

NE, just because of Lyssa? Malena's counter balancing that. :)
There's still the sole man coming up.

I meant away from G and towards N/E on the Good and Evil axis. There are no good characters, the guy is playing TN. I know you said you wanted a good aligned party, but I think of everyone you chose I was the only one who originally had a good alignment.

Preference went to good and neutrals :)

but I think of everyone you chose I was the only one who originally had a good alignment.

Nah, he posted a link to an excell on google docs, where it said Malena was G aligned :P

An all female party eh? Guess Grint will have a tough time talking to them.

Hey everyone, Grint/Rocan here, I'm using a build I saw once while DM-ing seemed like a lot of fun for them and trouble for me. Grint's your ranged support and damage dealer, very straightforward. He is a reasonable scout and a good archer, keeping eye and arrow out for your safety.

Also Lyssa; Monks are cool. Playing one myself in a tabletop game and he hasn't disappointed so far.
Niles be prepared for very slow learnings of spells with a cross-blooded Sorcerer it can be painful.

The young brown-haired archer steps into the room, his soldier's uniform freshly cleaned and pressed, his bow in one hand and a large sword on his back. Seeing all the women inside the room, he almost walks back, thinking he took a wrong turn somewhere or took the wrong door.

"Excuse me ladies, is this the meeting arranged by that hooded figure? The one with the glowing yellow eyes?" He says as he takes up a spot away from the table, leaning to the wall, his longbow still in hand.

"It is. And what're you doing here?" Lyssa sneers, "Can't you see we're busy drinking tea and talking about those who aren't present?"

Lyssa turns back to the girls. "Did you hear about Mary? They say she..."

Welcome, Grint! Good to have you ;)

Malena arches an eyebrow and looks at Lyssa. "These aren't playing cards," she says, taking out her Harrow Deck. "It's a Harrow Deck. Used for learning things about yourself, and about your path through life."

She flips the cards from one hand to the other, showing a practiced agility in handling them.

"Don't you touch a chair boy before you tell us who you are, where you are from, what you do for a living, if you have a wife, if you play gambling games, if you let the toilet seat standing up,... or if you sleepwalk" Said Sabel with an untrusting look on her face.

Welcome Grint ^^

Suddenly Sabel perks up and stares at Malena. "What do they tell about me?!"

Grint looks a bit distraught as he gets two blunt and somewhat angry reactions as he steps forth in the room. Then his face changes into a look of agitation.

"Boy? I'm a trained soldier of...", At that point Grint sees that the woman who said it was an elf.
"Apologies miss, one of the long-lived elven race may call me that." He still leans to the wall.

"Well I can answer your questions if you indulge with answering the same."

Provided you agree
"My name is Grint Mavric, I'm a trained archer from Korvosa and here to see the world before I place myself in a live of servitude among the city's guards. To that end I've served as a scout among different caravans, the last one stopped right here when I got invited by that hooded stranger."
He takes a deep breath and sigh before continuing.
"As to the other questions, I don't have a wife or girlfriend, I don't really gamble, I haven't seen a real toilet in days until this afternoon and I don't sleepwalk."

"Well your first impression isn't the best. Your answers are passable, but who in their right mind would give all that information to a complete stranger? I will answer some of the questions in return, but not all of them." Sabel said looking a bit agitated.

"I won't tell you where I'm from, that's none of your concern right now. You have seen what I do for a living, I purify food and drinks. I don't have a wife. I don't gamble. I don't need to leave the seat of the toilet up, that's just a disgusting male thing. And I wouldn't know if I sleep walk, I always wake up in my own bed." She waves to a seat inviting Grint to sit down.

Grint takes a seat and slings his sword from his back setting it to the side of the table.

"Hmm very funny," Grint says grumpily as he sits down. "Especially the wife part."

He rummages through his backpack to take out a small hipflask and takes a small sip.
"Out on the road, distrusting each other is one thing you can't really do. I'm not used as much anymore to city life. So forgive me if I seem rusty in my distrust. Also you answered the same call from that hooded man right? Wouldn't you deem that unwise as well? You're trusting a complete stranger as well."

"There are many kinds of strangers," Lyssa replies with a scoff, "And why do you sleep walk, Grint? That's just weird..."

He'd better not sleep walk into my room at night, or he'll wake up with ouchies.

"I don't sleepwalk actually, you must've misheard."

"Though what you say is true about strangers, I'd rather trust a guard in uniform I don't know than a hooded stranger with glowing yellow eyes. The latter would intrigue me more of course, but that's beside the point."

The hooded one suddenly stands right behind the soldier, eyes glowing. The only hint of him looking down at Grint is the glow moving downwards a bit in the hood. He then vanishes as quickly.....

"You said you did," Lyssa replies to Grint, "Don't deny it!"

This man is clearly the type that takes everything out of context...

"Well for a start why I trust the hooded man is because he has glowing eyes, and you definitely don't." Sabel said while looking intently at Grints eyes. "And you just look like... how to put it... hmmm... yes like a snarling dog. The hooded man looks more like a puppy!"

Sabel stands up and walks around Grint eyeing him over. "Yes this will definitely take some getting used to."

She walks back to her chair and sits again with a plump. She looks up and stares at Grint again.

How uncomfortable can I get him?

Grint begins to feel pretty annoyed and uncomfortable in the room. Four women, two of which try to put words in his mouth or take disapprove of everything he says.

When the elven woman sits back down again, Grint stares at her for a moment.

What kind of mindgames are they trying to play with me? Best not get drawn too far into them I suppose.

He takes another sip from his hipflask and rummages again in his backpack for something.
A moment later he gets out a small pot of wax and an old piece of cloth.

"Perhaps I am a snarling dog to you, trust me though, my bite is worse than my bark or snarl."

The he wordlessly picks up the longbow that was set against the table and begins cleaning the dirt off of it with the cloth, then making sure that the string of the bow is kept in good condition by waxing the bowstring.

Look at that stare...

"He's probably likes you," Lyssa whispers to Sabel.

Sabel looks wide eyed at Lyssa and whispers. "You don't really think that right?"

OOC: Sorry, guys, I hadn't thought to check the "Gameplay" tag, and didn't realize things were going! Will post shortly.

Ah, don't sweat it.

Is every1 set? It's been so quiet. Poor waitress might just move along....along with any gossip she might provide....

I intended to ask about the gossip, but I completely forgot it in my earlier post...

Same here... I forgot too.

What's the hairy old man doing here?!

The old man starts floating upside down in the air, flaying his arms, before being tossed into a portal..it closes.

"You were saying young lady?"

I'm getting the impression this "couple" thing will be a running gag of yours :D

^^ Maybe so. I had some other things in mind to add a bit of spice, this one wasn't actually one of them :D I get the same idea with Grint... huh Lyssa?

"All men are created Grint." - Lyssa Kail.

You know, when on travels, observations reveal wondrous details that are amazing to look at. One never knows what you'd miss or overlook.

If you're trying to be cryptic GM, it doesn't work for most people. If we'd overlook something you'd have to give more substantial hints than this ^^.

Ah....but you did search his pockets. Commonners don't usually buy fancy stuff. Nuff said, i've said too much ;)

Is there a waiting moment?
Mary's still standing, ready to answer anything you can ask....and of course there are patrons present.

I hereby dub this adventuring troupe "The Ladies Band of Gender Equality" fighting for the superior treatment of womenfolk in Varisia!

Lol.....
Poor Grint.....

He is our token man, there needs to be at least one.

I am so looking forward to how that'll play out.

Lol, this is gonna be one hell of an adventure xD.

I hope that doesn't mean that I'm expendable....

I'm guessing more the subject of situational abuse......

Aww now I know who was watching us. The little kitty is actually a shapeshifter ^^

That does make a lot of sense if he has been mentioned twice... I was wondering why the cat was important.

Has it "dawned" to you the cat could very well be fluff when there is nothing noteworthy at the time someone makes a perception check? >.>