The Flaxseed Lodge Core Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master Mike Tuholski

I'm out until tomorrow, so by all means bot me. Killing an injured for or putting up a fighting retreat.

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Since Droghedor has a level of ranger, he may tries instead to heal Syrak with a wand... I'm waiting on an answer before resuming the battle.

I'm fine with that, and also AFK through tomorrow. We need to find a way to grab Syrak and retreat. We'll not survive long with our primary melee down.

Droghedor draws a wand and heals the badly injured paladin, saving him from a certain death!

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Done! Now, Dorvhan is up!

The Vault of Sarenrae - ROUND TWO - FIGHT! - Bold are up to act !
AKKURET [@41]
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Falco Flaxseed [32/32]
Syrak Divinion [-5/57]
Droghedor Coram [44/44]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@12 ; Blue@]
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [41/51]

The dwarf keeps his eyes on Syrak, moving back towards Falco, and prepping to make a grab for the body. "Keep the pressure on. I'll get Syrak. Drop that beast!"

Dorvhan then casts a spell of Fly upon himself.

Dorvhan's movement provokes a reflex attack from both creatures. As they have reach Only one hits.

Akkuret laughs loudly and attacks with all his strengths the dwarf in front of him but misses each attack.

The Vault of Sarenrae - ROUND THREE - FIGHT! - Bold are up to act !
AKKURET [@41]
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Falco Flaxseed [32/32]
Syrak Divinion [-5/57, unconscious]
Droghedor Coram [44/44]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@12 ; Blue@]
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51, fly]

DC 21 concentration check: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27 Whew!

Droghodor casts his own fly spell, then takes to the air himself to escape (yes, I know it will provoke), finishing about ten feet above Falco. Oh no! I just realized, we left the halfling behind! Can you fly, Falco? he asks. He has a second fly spell if Falco doesn't have a means to do so himself.

"Of course I can fly, give me a second." Falco flicks his wrist and rolls his fire towards the blue creature as he pulls a scroll from one of the tubes on his belt.

That's two move actions so no casting this round from Falco.

fire: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 5) = 12
DC 18 Ref to avoid.

Droghedor casts a flying spell on himself, keeping is concentration despite the threat of the faceless Akkuret. He triggers a reflex attack from it, though, as he flies in the air and hits the dwarf.

The blueish creature fails to dodge the fire and takes a bunch of damage. Both creature close to the fleeing party and attack you. Both hit their target.

The Vault of Sarenrae - ROUND THREE - FIGHT! - Bold are up to act !
AKKURET [@41]
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Falco Flaxseed [27/32]
Syrak Divinion [-5/57, unconscious]
Droghedor Coram [27/44, fly]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@12 ; Blue@12]
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51, fly]

Looks like Syrak is in hand?

Dorvhan flies back and up, and holds his unconscious friend tightly as he summons forth some of Desna's energy. CSW on Syrak: 3d8 + 6 ⇒ (3, 3, 8) + 6 = 20

Syrak is indeed in good hands and is brought back into consciousness.

Akkuret is amused by the scene and waits to see what happens.
delay

The Vault of Sarenrae - ROUND FOUR - FIGHT! - Bold are up to act !
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Falco Flaxseed [27/32]
Syrak Divinion [15/57, prone]
Droghedor Coram [27/44, fly]
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AKKURET [@41]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@12 ; Blue@12]
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51, fly]

Syrakes woozily stands up as he uses lay on hands on himself and draws his longbow.

LoH: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Falco curses as the enemies close in and strike him. He steps back off the bench and casts the spell from his scroll, taking to the air.

Falco begins to fly and Syrak heals himself.

Drog?

My bad, missed this over the weekend.

Drog moves behind Dorvhan and Syrak. I've got a plan, though it's probably dooomed to failure...here, Syrak, take this! And let's buff our dragon up!
Cast blur on Syrak. He's our best chance at dropping these guys, so we'll have to buff (and heal) him up.

Syrak becomes all blurry thanks to Droghedor's magic!

The two faceless creature jumps to join Dorvhan and try to attack him despite being annoyed by the benches, however their efforts are worthless. Akkuret comes to reach Falco and to attack him, he hits squarely the wizard, though not too hard.

The Vault of Sarenrae - ROUND FOUR - FIGHT! - Bold are up to act !
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Falco Flaxseed [21/32, fly]
Syrak Divinion [18/57, blur]
Droghedor Coram [27/44, fly]
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AKKURET [@41]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@12 ; Blue@12]
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51, fly]

Dorvhan gives Syrak a final spell, ready to send the man back into the fight, CSW: 3d8 + 6 ⇒ (2, 8, 6) + 6 = 22 Blur, high is good: 1d100 ⇒ 82

Dorvhan heals Syrak!

The Vault of Sarenrae - ROUND FIVE - FIGHT! - Bold are up to act !
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Falco Flaxseed [21/32, fly]
Syrak Divinion [40/57, blur]
Droghedor Coram [27/44, fly]
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AKKURET [@41]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@12 ; Blue@12]
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51, fly]

With his trusty glaive lying elsewhere and the bench being difficult Syrak steps back and unleashes a cone of flame on the two nearby stalkers.

Burning Hands reflex 14 halves: 4d4 + 4 ⇒ (4, 2, 3, 1) + 4 = 14

Droghodor lets fly with a second glitterdust targeting Blue and Green. DC 15 Will

I've another weapon for you, Syrak, if you'd like. It's nothing special, and I'm sure you'll hate it, but...
As a move action, he will draw out his masterwork cold iron battleaxe, holding it out for the drag-o-din.

Syrak says "Thanks, I got it though."

I've got the claws, was just awkward spacing with the bench in the way this last turn.

No worries, just an offer. Now Drog gets to be offended by it and lament that. :-)

Falco flies back and up, withdrawing from the morphcreature's reach.

Syrak unleashes flames while Droghedor conjures glittering particles on the enemy! Falco retreats!

Both see a great flash of fire and then... nothing. They flail uselessly with their scimitar, one hitting a bench, the other a column.

At the sight of the flying halfling, Akkuret shrugs and double moves towards the paladin.

The Vault of Sarenrae - ROUND SIX - FIGHT! - Bold are up to act !
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51, fly]
Falco Flaxseed [21/32, fly]
Syrak Divinion [40/57, blur]
Droghedor Coram [27/44, fly]
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AKKURET [@41]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@26, blind ; Blue@26, blind]
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Syrak grins as his claws pop out and he steps forward and slashes into Akkuret.

claw: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
damage: 1d4 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Other claw: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
damage: 1d4 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

Now safely out of the way, Falco moves his ball of flame back towards the offenders as he fires a missile at another.

blue:
fire: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 3, 3) = 11
DC 18 Ref to avoid.

green:
force: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Droghodor sighs as Syrak declines the weapon. Sure, I knew you wouldn't like it...

He flies about to get in front of Falco (move), drops the cold iron battleaxe (free), activates Arcane Strike (swift), then slashes at Blue (or Green if Blue falls) with his adamantine dwarven waraxe!
waraxe, higher ground, Power Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (19) + 7 + 1 - 1 = 26
dmg, Arcane Strike, Power Attack: 1d10 + 4 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 2 + 2 = 17

Syrak penetrates easily the creature defenses and strikes twice! However, it still stands! Falco shoots a magic missile that hits the creature while the other one dodges the ball of fire. The blueish creature takes a hard slash from the dwarf and dies.

G ref save |18: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23 Success

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AKKURET [@63]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@26, blind]
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Dorvhan is still up

Dorvhan zips down and gives Syrak a Touch of Luck!

Syrak feels lucky!

Akkuret, though, not so much and he tries to attack fully the sorcedin! He however misses twice. The remaining minion recovers the ability to see and wounds the dwarf! Since I forgot to make the roll at the end of his round, I did it at the beginning of the next one instead.

The Vault of Sarenrae - ROUND SEVEN - FIGHT! - Bold are up to act !
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51, fly]
Falco Flaxseed [21/32, fly]
Syrak Divinion [40/57, blur, bit of luck]
Droghedor Coram [20/44, fly]
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AKKURET [@63]
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MORE STALKERS! [Green@26]
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Dorvhan continues to gird Syrak, casting a spell of Desna's aid, HP: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 and +1 to hit.

Syrak takes advantage of the aid and continues his assault.

claw: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
damage: 1d4 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

claw: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
damage: 1d4 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

trying to rip the vile shapeshifter to shreds.

You should have luck yes? You could crit...

missed the touch of luck thanks.

lucky claw 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
lucky claw 2: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23

Still flying above, Falco directs his sphere to follow the green stalker and then fires a missile at it (or red if green goes down from the fire).

fire: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 4) = 8
DC 18 Ref to avoid

force: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Coming back tomorrow! I'm posting from my last hotel :) Sorry for the wait!

G ref save |18: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16 Fail!

Syrak feels lucky and with Desna's (and Dorvhan's) aid, he rips the shapeshifting creature into pieces.

Falco's sphere of fire deals a great amount of damage to the remaining creature but the wizard's force missile is still necessary to knock it unconscious.

COMBAT IS OVER! WELL DONE! ^^

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Party status
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51]
Falco Flaxseed [21/32]
Syrak Divinion [47/57]
Droghedor Coram [20/44]
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clw: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (6, 6) + 2 = 14

Falco asks Syrak to heal him and then starts dusting off his robes. "Are any more of you blob-monsters? Speak up now!" Falco asks angrily of the Sarenites. "How long have you been following them without noticing that they were blob-monsters? Really now!"

Falco stomps over to the pew to pick up his bag and says, "Well, I really think we should be getting out of here. There's something sinister afoot and we're wasting time down here."

Falco recovers his strengths.

He sees that the dawnflower blossoms are completely frozen in fear. They don't even react at Falco's words, as they are still in shock.

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Party status
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Dorvhan Thunderstricker [33/51]
Falco Flaxseed [32/32]
Syrak Divinion [47/57]
Droghedor Coram [20/44]
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Syrak goes for the nice approach instead while he tends to Falco's wounds.

"It's easy to be mislead by evil. Now we've got a job to do, and ya'll need to keep it together long enough to get out of Taldor. We're going to get this done though."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Syrak will follow up by healing his own wounds as well.
clwx2: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (8, 8) + 2 = 18

Syrak will scan the crowd with detect evil to look for further hidden traitors.

Dorvhan wears his warmest, most comforting smile: Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

"Worry not. The horror is all too real right now, but the darkest is past, and comforting dreams will return in due time."

Syrak tries to bring back the blossoms to life but his words don't seem to move them. Maybe the shapeshifter's head still hanging from the paladin's claws don't help.

However, thanks to Dorvhan's soft words, most of the blossoms snap out of their state of shock, blinking several times. One of the blossoms who welcomed you here, a half-elven woman, clears her throat.

"We... We didn't expect... knew that... there was these... monsters. We are... Well... Thank you, may Sarenrae's glory shine on you and light your road."

After looking right and left, she grins timidly.

"Maybe... Maybe you should be on your way. We'll burn these cadavers and bid Sarenrae to be redeemed for our negligence." she says with a spark in the eye.

Anything else? I assume you'll heal fully on the way.

Oh and I forgot...

Before you go, the cultists thank you once again and inform you that they are no longer safe here and that they will hire a ship this evening and flee the city.

Everyone but Droghedor noticed while talking to the cultist that Charito, one of the female human cult members, has gotten very nervous and seems to be hiding something. When you confront her, she breaks down in tears and falls to her knees, begging not to be killed. As you show her mercy I guess, she reluctantly confesses that she knows who Chalfon Dalsine is.

"I didn't mention anything until now because I was afraid the other Dawnflower Blossoms wouldn’t trust me! I knew nothing of the attack, I know him cause I worked as a chambermaid for... a woman who was having an affair with Chalfon last year! But I know very little about him. Only that he was the 'black sheep' of his family and that he only returned to Taldor a few years ago!"

She pauses, eyeing her fellow cultists, breathing heavily and sweating a lot. Suddenly, she seems to remember something as her eyes light up.
"Oh, yes! I know something that could be useful to you! I know where his manor home is located! It's in Senate’s Hill!" and she gives you detailed information on how to reach it.

As you start to head towards the manor, one cultist approaches you before you leave to give you a potion of cure moderate wounds, a potion of lesser restoration and an illuminated Kelish manuscript of key passages from Sarenrae’s most holy text, The Birth of Light and Truth.
"Accept this as a humble offer!"

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Let's move forward.

As you push forward following the instructions Charito gave you, you easily go out from the catacombs and find your way in the streets of Oppara to arrive at the manor. The Dalsine Manor is a modern, two-story structure set back from the main road and surrounded by a twelve-foot brick wall. Its main gate is shut and guarded, but through it can be seen a well-kept garden surrounding the house. A carriage covered in gold filigree and inset with gems stands parked inside the gate, while another, constructed of modest wood with drawn shades, waits just outside the gate.

Just after you get there, a carriage arrives and two men dressed in a qadiran fashion get off to talk with the guards. The conversation escalades quickly and you sense that the four men are on the verge of violence, speaking very loudly.

What's your plan? You have to get in.

Syrak looks to his companions "We could just ask to be let in?"

"Aye. I've had enough duciplicitousness for one day." Dorvhan steps up.

"Please please, everyone, there's no need for such fervor. Would you guys mind explaining what's up? We need to go inside, but as a goodly cleric I can't just leave such a disagreement unmended."

Dilomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

Drog attempts to aid Dorvhan.
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
These fellows are only doing their job, Drog says, indicating the guards. Surely you can't fault them for doing what they have been directed to do. If they did that, their future employment prospects would be DOOOMED.

Falco's mood is too sour for such pleasant conversation so he keeps his mouth shut for now, knowing that opening it would only worsen the situation.

Two good diplomacy rolls in a row! Nice!

The four men seem to calm a little as the cleric steps forward. They look at the dwarf and the two qadiran men raise an eyebrow. Now that you're closer, you can see they are armed, and wear an armor beneath their clothes. They look at you with perplexity.

The guards don't loose their composure and bark "What? Who are you? State your business or leave at once!"

The qadirans ask you on a calmer tone "Goodly cleric? Of which God?"

Please everyone tell me how they act and roll a diplomacy, intimidate or bluff check related to your character's actions.

"I am a cleric of Desna. I know it's not common for a Dwarf, but the calling is the calling. Please, to be honest, we have discovered that there may be an imposter in the midst of the household. We'd like to go in and make sure everyone is safe. The disguise would be good enough to fool family methinks." I don't want to risk it. I'll take 10 for a 20. Dorvhan will gently move in.

The qadiran nod and stand back a little, however raising an eyebrow at Dorvhan's mention of an imposter inside the household.

The Dalsine guards looks at each other and mutter some words.

You have a bonus due to what you said but it's still not enough. Anyone wants to aid?

Syrak steps forward and nods, letting his shinning bastion of goodness help lend credance.

diploaid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22