Akor unseathes Demonwrack its jewels glittering both with their own light as well as whatever ambient light abounds "I'd like to search some of these buildings, as who knows what items of import we might come across. I even know a minor spell to assist, but I do not like the idea of a murderous gun totting Gearsman on the loose"
Akor unseathes Demonwrack its jewels glittering both with their own light as well as whatever ambient light abounds "I'd like to search some of these buildings, as who knows what items of import we might come across. I even know a minor spell to assist, but I do not like the idea of a murderous gun totting Gearsman on the loose"
Id be happy to fetch yon pile of gold Sparel.
Familiar with the spell his cousin cast earlier; Malak summons his shadow to once again take refuge in his pouch before willing himself to become a translucent cloud of vapor. He then sets off towards where the Mystic Theurge's eyes saw the coin.
As he gets closer his almond shaped eyes scan the area.
Perception -
Id be happy to fetch yon pile of gold Sparel.
Familiar with the spell his cousin cast earlier; Malak summons his shadow to once again take refuge in his pouch before willing himself to become a translucent cloud of vapor. He then sets off towards where the Mystic Theurge's eyes saw the coin.
As he gets closer his almond shaped eyes scan the area.
Perception - 1d20 + 27
"I thought the errand might appeal to you." Sparel says as Malak takes the semi-gaseous form.
Malak easily slides between the cracks in the rubble to find the good coins. There's a very large pile of them, spilling out of a chest that seems to have more room on the inside. The man who died carrying it Is dressed in a blue robe with a metal hammer symbol on his brooch. It's obviously some Technic League symbol.
The rogue gathers up the gold and wonders why this man was here and not in the headquarters so early in the morning when the attack happened. A quick glance shows there's a note on the man's body. Malak looks at it, but it appears to be in some cypher. He adds it to the treasure and starts looking for the easiest way back.
Perception -
Sparel boldly strides over the rot and the rubble, his route taking him directly to the Gearman. As he walks, some looters run underneath the spellcaster's feet. They don't notice him overhead as the scramble toward the center of the city.
The Technic League fighter is herding these men toward the center of the city. The occasional burst of gunfire causes those who flag behind to speed up.
Soon, Sparel is within 300 feet of the Gearman. The machine he drives is massive, built to look like some metallic scorpion. There are guns, pincers, a stinger on the back and some other jutting pieces that don't have an easy-to-understand purpose.
Now all the Mage has to do us decide how to get the Gearman's attention.
With the loot nestled safe and secure in his wonderful pouch; Malak notices the searching tube. He's quite unsure as to what it is but he's not here to attract any attention so he swiftly vanishes from sight.
The tube glides past Malak without reaction. If the device can see through invisibility, it cannot spot the sneaky rogue. It continues onward, making a circuit around the palace and Technic League headquarters.
Sparel boldly strides over the rot and the rubble, his route taking him directly to the Gearman. As he walks, some looters run underneath the spellcaster's feet. They don't notice him overhead as the scramble toward the center of the city.
The Technic League fighter is herding these men toward the center of the city. The occasional burst of gunfire causes those who flag behind to speed up.
Soon, Sparel is within 300 feet of the Gearman. The machine he drives is massive, built to look like some metallic scorpion. There are guns, pincers, a stinger on the back and some other jutting pieces that don't have an easy-to-understand purpose.
Now all the Mage has to do us decide how to get the Gearman's attention.
Quietly to the group, "Find a tactical position in case we need it. Solidify out of his sight and we'll go from there."
With that sparel goes to the top of a building or rubble out of the gear mans sight to take solid form. 5 rounds later a solid Sparel will stand atop the rubble and cast message aimed a the gear man.
"Pardon me. I'd like to speak to you, but I'd rather not be fired upon by accident. If you have all of your faculties simply reply and I will hear it."
Stealth to remain somewhat hidden but still have the gear man in line of sight.
::Ive got the coins and a clue cousin. I also am hiding from some sort of strange tube that seems on a search mission. I'll let you know when I'm clear.::
So silent his own shadow wouldnt have heard him breathing; Malak crept towards escape from the seeking tube.
Stealth -
Thad frowned. All these games the boys wanted to play when there were more important things at hand. A green dragon to kill, in-laws to kill, and all they are killing now is time. "If he doesn't want to chat, let's get going. This bores me."
Darnak moves himself into a more formidable position amongst the rubble and becomes himself again. As he does, he straightens his hat and then cracks his knuckles.
The Gearman is chuckling to himself as Sparel casts the spell. He stops short when the Mage speaks. There's a pause and then the man speaks in a harsh Numeria accent.
"Who is there? Can you help me? It's been so terrible here. Where are you? I don't want to hurt you."
The Gearman is chuckling to himself as Sparel casts the spell. He stops short when the Mage speaks. There's a pause and then the man speaks in a harsh Numeria accent.
"Who is there? Can you help me? It's been so terrible here. Where are you? I don't want to hurt you."
"We're in a bit of a hurry. we have some civilians to save from a green dragon. What is your mission? "
Seeing Thad's annoyed look
"Oh, fair enough. We'll leave shortly. Malak found somethign curious as well, but I'll let him tell you about it when he gets back. "
"Some people got out?" the Gearman asks. "I'm here to ... take care of them."
"Some people got out?" the Gearman asks. "I'm here to ... take care of them."
*Quizzical eyebrow raise*
To Thad, "Is he mad?"To the guy "You appear to be killing people en mass. Explain yourself."
Darnak turns his thoughts upon Sparel. ::"Is he stupid?"::
Akor solidifies himself, then uses his enhanced senses to try and listen in on the Gearsman
Darnak turns his thoughts upon Sparel. ::"Is he stupid?"::
::I don't know.:: Sparel thinks backs at Darnak as he is reading his mind.
"Go shoot yourself," the Gearman says viciously. It must be some Technic League insult.
A turret on the underside of the machine pivots and some sort of metal firework flies out of it toward a building far away from Sparel. As soon as it comes in contact with something solid, it explodes with the force of a fireball.
"Did I get you, little voice?" the man says.
"Go shoot yourself," the Gearman says viciously. It must be some Technic League insult.
A turret on the underside of the machine pivots and some sort of metal firework flies out of it toward a building far away from Sparel. As soon as it comes in contact with something solid, it explodes with the force of a fireball.
"Did I get you, little voice?" the man says.
To Thad quietly, "I thinnk he's hostile." sarcastically
To the man, "Yes. "
Sparel moves stealthfully to get within 70 feet
stealth
...
And summon a black pudding on the guys head.
Black Pudding
N Huge ooze CR7
init –5; senses blindsight 60 ft.; Perception –5
Defense: AC 3, touch 3, flat-footed 3 (–2 size, –5 Dex)
Hp: 105 (10d8+60)
fort +9, Ref –2, Will –2
Defensive Abilities split, ooze traits
Offense speed 20 ft., climb 20 ft.
Melee slam +8 (2d6+4 plus 2d6 acid plus grab)
space 15 ft.; Reach 10 ft.
special Attacks constrict (2d6+4 plus 2d6 acid), corrosion
statistics
str 16, Dex 1, Con 22, int —, Wis 1, Cha 1
Base Atk +7; CMB +12 (+16 grapple); CMD 17 (27 vs. bull rush, can’t be tripped) skills Climb +11
sQ ooze traits, suction
special Abilities
Acid (ex) A black pudding secretes a digestive acid that dissolves organic material and metal quickly, but does not affect stone. Each time a creature suffers damage from a black pudding’s acid, its clothing and armor take the same amount of damage from the acid. A DC 21 Reflex save prevents damage to clothing and armor. A metal or wooden weapon that strikes a black pudding takes 2d6 acid damage unless the weapon’s wielder succeeds on a DC 21 Reflex save. If a black pudding remains in contact with a wooden or metal object for 1 full round, it inflicts 21 points of acid damage (no save) to the object. The save DCs are Constitution-based.
Corrosion (ex) An opponent that is being constricted by a black pudding suffers a –4 penalty on Reflex saves made to resist acid damage applying to clothing and armor.
Split (ex) Slashing and piercing weapons deal no damage to a black pudding. Instead, the creature splits into two identical puddings, each with half of the original’s current hit points (round down). A pudding with 10 hit points or less cannot be further split and dies if reduced to 0 hit points.
Suction (ex) The black pudding can create powerful suction against any surface as it climbs, allowing it to cling to inverted surfaces with ease. A black pudding can establish or release suction as a swift action, and as long as it is using suction, it moves at half speed. Because of the suction, a black pudding’s CMD score gets a +10 circumstance bonus to resist bull rush, awesome blows, and other attacks and effects that attempt to physically move it from its location. Black puddings are the scavengers of the underworld, constantly on the lookout for a meal. They can sense organic or metallic objects within 60 feet and mindlessly attack such items or beings until they are dissolved or the ooze is killed. A black pudding reproduces by breaking off a piece of its body and forming a new, smaller black pudding, which grows to full size in 1 month’s time. Some of the more intelligent creatures in the underworld use black puddings as natural garbage disposals, creating stone pits to house the pudding and throwing organic refuse or foes in as needed.
To malak just before he moves to get near the guy
::It's about to get interesting here. You can play with the toy later.::
The pudding fills the entire cockpit and floorboard, with parts of the deadly blob leaking out of the windows. The driver of the machine tries to cover his mouth to keep from swallowing some of the pudding, but the fingers on his hand are already melting.
The Gearman begins drowning in acid and his own denatured proteins. A few stray shots fire from the metallic scorpion and then it just sits there as the pilot stops flailing.
Witnessing the power of the machine, Darnak cracks his knuckles. Time ta go to work. I really canno' understand stupidity. Darnak thinks to himself.
As Sparel's black pudding finishes off the gearman, Darnak shrugs. Turning his thoughts again upon Sparel's, ::"Well that was easy. Ya know, I guess ya just can't turn stupid off. Nice work, elf.":: He tips his cap.
Fully confident that he was undetected by the tube; Malak again willed himself into the misty form and flew to find the others.
When the pilot falls still Sparel dismisses the acrid blob and goes to inspect the machine. Perhaps it contains another spell book.
"That actually worked better than I thought I would. Malak will be back shortly and we can track down the dragon. "
Sparel was actually a bit surprised by the spells effectiveness. When everyone is gathered and the machine is searched Sparel will cast the tracking spell.
Akor shakes his head at Sparel's summoning "That was a little much, don't ya think? I mean he seemed a little unhinged but I am not sure he need to have been soupafied"
Akor will search all the important buildings, casting Sift over and over to speed the process up
Akor shakes his head at Sparel's summoning "That was a little much, don't ya think? I mean he seemed a little unhinged but I am not sure he need to have been soupafied"
Akor will search all the important buildings, casting Sift over and over to speed the process up
"It was a bit overkill and more gruesome than I intended. I really expected him to have some sort of defense. Why the hells would someone have an open cabin and not have a defensive spell on it?" Sparel says genuinely confused. "That's just poor planning. "
Darnak grins at Sparel's deduction. ::"Poor plannin' indeed. Which is a nicer way o' sayin' 'stupid'. It's the leadin' cause o' death in all o' Golarion, ya know.":: He shrugs.
Thad crossed his arms, unimpressed. "I had thought he would be disappointing. This is why I fight demons. There's actually some skill needed. Are we ready to go? I'd like to kill a dragon before lunch so maybe we can get back to demon slaying in the afternoon."
1) Search the vehicle
2) cast the tracking spell
3) go after the dragon
It didnt take long for Malak to find the other Daggers as he was flying overhead when the machine fired off its last few rounds...that has to be brothers there... Seeing the group standing around teh strange contraption he settled to the groung and willed himself solid again.
Cant leave you boys alone for a minute. What have we here?
Perception -
It didnt take long for Malak to find the other Daggers as he was flying overhead when the machine fired off its last few rounds...that has to be brothers there... Seeing the group standing around teh strange contraption he settled to the groung and willed himself solid again.
Cant leave you boys alone for a minute. What have we here?
Perception - 1d20 + 27
"A recently deceased mad gearman who was killing civilians and wouldnt listen to reason."
Malak looks at the puddling mess with disgust evident on his face.
That was a man? Well if he was being uncivil to civilians and wouldnt listen to reason then I dare say he deserved what he got.
He looked again in horrid fascination as Darnak scoured the strange vessel and fetched the note from his pouch.
Forget about this bit of nasty business and turn your attention to this cypher. Could be a clue I suppose.
Sparel takes the paper and looks it over carefully as the others search the vehicle.
Knowledge Arcana
Knowledge Dungeoneering
Knowledge Engineer
Knowledge Geography
Knowledge History
Knowledge Local
Knowledge Nature
Knowledge Nobility
Knowledge Planes
Knowledge Religion
Spellcraft
Linguistics