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Game Master Baerlie

Wembley casts hast at Ticlo, Antonella, Abraxi and Raul. Raul rushes into the room to save the man in the cage while Sihir prepares to cast color spray at the daughter with the green wings when it comes in range. Ticlo tries to hit the creature which just tried to bite him but misses.

The flying creature in front of Ticlo tries to bite Raul as he passes.
bite: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Another tooth fairy approaches and tries to get Raul away from the cage but before it can bite Sihir releases a spray of colors at the tooth fairies.
Will yellow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Will green: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Will blue: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Round 1
Ticlo
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Daughter yellow blinded+stunned 1d4 ⇒ 3R, stunned 1R
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Wembley
Raul
Sihir
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Daughter green blinded+stunned 1d4 ⇒ 1R, stunned 1R
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Abraxi
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Daughter blue blinded+stunned 1d4 ⇒ 1R, stunned 1R
Mother red
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Antonella

Abtaxi darts into the room and swings his greataxe as if he were swatting a fly!

Power Attack vs Yellow: 1d20 + 8 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 8 + 1 - 1 = 20
Damage: 1d12 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 3 = 11

Abraxi swings his greataxe at the fey and hits it. The tooth fairy shrieks, but stays where she is.

The mother stays where she is and starts to sing.
Captivating Song (Su): DC17 will save

Round 1/2
Ticlo
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Daughter yellow -9HP blinded+stunned 3R, stunned 1R
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Wembley
Raul
Sihir
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Daughter green blinded+stunned 1R, stunned 1R
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Abraxi
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Daughter blue blinded+stunned 1R, stunned 1R
Mother red
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Antonella

Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Ticlo resists the lure of the song, but with little room to maneuver, he can only strike at one of the small creatures.

Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 9 + 1 = 25
Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 9 + 1 = 22
Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Attack vs. Blue. If he drops on the first strike, attack Green next.

Will: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Will save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Wembly Will : 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Whiskers Will : 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13

"wow. What a captivating song... ."

Assuming ¼ speed outside the doorway and ½ speed inside? Antonella is hasted from her normal 30’ movement.

Will: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

Acrobatics vs DC 15: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
re-roll Hardcopy Character Portfolio Acrobatics vs DC 15: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

As Antonella attempts to dismount the bookshelf, her foot strikes an improperly replaced book entitled Day Tripping in Absalom on 1sp per Day. Slipping from her wooden perch, the paladin-monk falls prone in the water.

non-lethal damage from fall: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Embarrassed but not seriously hurt, she stands move and hobbles as far as she can into the room on a sprained ankle. 60' equivalent at ¼ speed (second-move) She then touches her ankle to try and relieve the pain.

Swift Lay on Hands: 1d6 ⇒ 1

"Raul, if you want to get into melee I can help our caged friend with air bubble. But I am just as happy to lay into the evil fey. Your call."

☤ Antonella -3 hp non-lethal

assumption is good :)
Will Abraxi: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Half of the party resists the song, but Wembley, Whiskers, Abraxi and Sihir feel the overwhelming demand to climb up to the ceiling to be close to the mother fey. Antonella resists the song but is still distracted and drops from the shelf into the water. Ticlo moves into the room and strikes at the blue fey, slicing it into pieces. The yellow fey stares into the air, but can't move at all.

Round 2
Ticlo
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Daughter yellow -9HP blinded+stunned 2R, stunned 1R
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Wembley (captivated)
Raul
Sihir (captivated)
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Daughter green defeated
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Abraxi (captivated)
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Daughter blue blinded+stunned 1R, stunned 1R
Mother red
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Antonella

Is moving into the room and towards the ceiling considered dangerous enough to warrant another save? If not, wembly and whiskers will move forward .

The gnome and green cat try to get closer to the pretty song.

Raul cuts another path through the water, engaging the furthest foe.
"Say your prayers to Gorum!" he declares as he swings his greatsword down towards the creature.
Power Attack + Destructive Smite + Ferocious Strike: 1d20 + 9 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (9) + 9 + 1 - 1 = 18, Damage: 2d6 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3, 4) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 2 = 20

I'd say climbing warrants another save as you could fall and hurt yourself.

While Wembly and Whiskers desperately trie to get closer to the singing fey. Raul has to stretch his body high to hit the fey near the ceiling, but he hits and the fey with many teeth drops into the water, moving towards the door with her face in the water. Suddenly Wembley, Sihir, Abraxi and Whiskers realize again what's going on.

Round 2
Ticlo
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Daughter yellow -9HP blinded+stunned 2R, stunned 1R
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Wembley
Raul
Sihir
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Daughter green defeated
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Abraxi
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Daughter blue blinded+stunned 1R, stunned 1R
Mother red defeated
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Antonella

I hold my action - I daresay I've done by part in this battle.

"Nice work, Raul and Ticlo! You guys coordinate your actions like you're brothers!"

Fulfilling her promise to Gorum's Gong, Antonella *casts* air bubble and moves adjacent to the caged man, touching his shoulder through the bars. equivalent of a 20' move at ¼ speed

"You'd better not bite me - I might bite you back!"

☤ Antonella -3 hp non-lethal

Coming back to his senses, Abraxi grows angry at his mind's weakness, then swings at northern fairy as an outlet for his anger.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 8 - 1 + 1 = 9
Damage: 1d12 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 3 = 18

Hasted Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 8 - 1 + 1 = 28
Damage: 1d12 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 3 = 8

Confirm: 1d20 + 8 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 8 - 1 + 1 = 21
Extra Damage: 2d12 + 8 + 6 ⇒ (5, 5) + 8 + 6 = 24

While Sihir watches the others kill one fey after the other Antonella tries to rescue the man in the cage. An air bubble appears around the man's head and he breathes more easily now. Abraxi swings his weapon at the fey to the north and dispatches the creature with one mighty blow.

Round 3
Ticlo
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Daughter yellow -9HP blinded+stunned 2R, stunned 1R
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Wembley
Raul
Sihir
Abraxi
Antonella

Finding the last foe too close for his polearm, and the water hindering his mobility, Ticlo drops his tepoztopilli and draws his nodachi for a strike.

Attack: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 1 = 28
Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Confirm: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
Crit Damage: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Abraxi grips his axe, ready to strike at the fairy if his companions don't bring it down.

Wembly and whiskers appearentl shake their head as the captivating song wears off.

"Wha...what happened? Everything going ok in there ? ."

Delaying to see if help needed

With a grim expression, Antonella stands ready to strike the evil creature if it rises, but she will not attack a helpless enemy.

Delays …

“It’s all good, Wembly. The party has the matter well in hand.”

Ticlo swing shis nodachi at the remaining fey and hits, but the fey is still alive. Abraxi tries to bring the fey down, but his attacks goe wide.

Round 3
Ticlo
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Daughter yellow -1HP blinded+stunned 1R, stunned 1R
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Wembley delay
Raul
Sihir delay
Abraxi
Antonella delay

Sihir tries to put the fairy out of its misery with his enchanted cane.

Coup de grace with a +1 Club.

damage if necessary: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7

Sihir approaches the remaining fey and ends it's life with his club.

combat over

One of the daughters carries a bag of gold and silver teeth. One of the stuffed meadowlarks floating in the cage has a magic aura.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12

Sihir decides now is as good a time as any to play with the scroll of arcane sight they've found.

"The colors...."

With his newly augmented senses, he quickly discovers two noteworthy enchanted curios in the room, and he takes time to study both in further detail.

Spellcraft (meadowlark): 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (9) + 15 = 24
Spellcraft (horn): 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (2) + 15 = 17

Raul begins trying to free the man in the cage. "Ho there! Who are you? Didn't I see you back upstairs?"

The horn is a horn of fog and the meadowlark is a feather token (bird).

Raul gets the man out of the cage and after a few minutes he opens his eyes. "I'm Virml. What happened?" he asks "I'm sure you didn't see me, I've been locked in this cage for some time."

Raul claps his hand on the man's shoulder. "Sure I did. You were up there telling us about how you read a scroll and flooded this whole place. Only you had more teeth. What's that about?"

Wembly listens to Raul's questions, wondering if we now have someone running around in disguise or shapechanged or something.

"That would be interesting if you were locked in here. You do not happen to have a twin brother, right?"

Antonella channels positive energy away from the others as she listens to their conversation.

Channel healing: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 5) = 7

What are they talking about?

The priestess looks from Raul to the ex-captive to Wembly and then back to Raul again, before the copper piece drops. Ooohhhhhhhh …

Antonella detects evil before placing a hand on the stranger’s shoulder. “Virml, do you want to give us some proof of who you are? Who are the Faction Heads? Which Gold Agent controls Absalom? How did you get down here anyway?”

Will to disbelieve illusions and see through disguises: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (11) + 15 = 26

The more she thinks about it the more convinced Antonella is that this is a foxy trick. “We could just take him to visit the Grodair. I’m sure she could tell if he is the real deal or not.”

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21

Sihir looks at the captive with his arcane sight.

Anything magical in, on, or about him?

Spellcraft in case there is: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (10) + 15 = 25

"No, I don't have a twin brother. You must have seen the guy which I released from the poem which happened to be a spell scroll, apart from two talking birds and a talking fish. That foxy guy locked me in this cage and summoned the feys with the scroll remains." Virml answers.

Sihir does not detect anything magical on the man, except his wayfinder. Virml tells all the names of the Faction Heads withouth having to think about it. He also knows about the Gold Agent. Antonella thinks he's telling the truth and she can't see through an illusion, there is none.

"It was a dare, my colleagues said I'm too cowardly to get down here alone. I had to take an item back to them to proof that I was down here. Unfortunately I read the text on the item and caused this mess. Oh my god, who sent you? Master Shaine? Did he find out? I'm dead! No! I'm more than dead!" Virml says and almost starts to cry.

Antonella does not detect anything evil on the man.

"Then is this fox the one we met at the briefing? I'd wager Shaine has restrained him for now, but he may prove a wily prisoner. We should hurry back up before he can escape into the city. We'd never find him then."

"Why didn't anyone catch him while we were up there?" Raul asks, incredulous that someone whose job it is to be clever wasn't clever enough to foresee these events. And to Raul, it's everyone else's job to be clever.

Abraxi digests the information from the apparent real Virml, then asks. "Back to the top? Have we found all the scroll pieces?"

Antonella smiles. “I think we can save the court martials and Alkenstar firing squads for later, Raul.”

She remains cool despite this latest twist. “What’s more important is: What is our next step?”

“It seems likely ‘Jaws’ here is Virmyl. Though I suppose it’s possible he could have read all the info he knows from inside the Overflow Archives.”

“Let’s say the real fox is up top in the Grand Lodge proper. What is the best way to capture him? I think it’s with the COMPLETE poem, which we don’t have yet.”

Antonella moves to stand beside the Dark Archives factioneer. “I agree with Abraxi. Let’s search the next wing of this level, taking Jaws with us and then head up top. I think it’s worth the risk. VC Shaine probably has him under close supervision writing lines or something … I can’t see him getting liberty. What does everyone say?”

Wembly pokes his head around the corner.

"I agree Antonella. What say we check this door over here? Should we at least take a peek before we leave?
"

He looks at the rest of the party and then thinks of something else.

"Plus we still have our deal with the fish-water creature to keep."

The door to the remaining chamber bears a simple lock (Disable Device DC 20).

Ticlo glances around, and sees no one with lockpicks.

"Raul, this door called Gorum a sissy!"

"Gorum suffers no insults from doors!"
Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
"What is this door even made of??"

Strength: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Raul kicks in the door. Water from the corridor begins to rush in. The room floods and unfortunately, this water also damages the room’s contents.

The dictionarium contains many books, with more language primers, linguistic treatises, and records of inscriptions than anything else.

"I see one of your strengths is perseverance, Raul. A quality revered by my faith." A smile plays across Antonella's lips. "Could the Iron Lord be Irori's little brother?"

The sister of serenity wades along with the others into the room on the lookout for 'fat, flesh-fed wyrms' and poem fragments.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Sihir desperately scrambles around the room in an attempt to save its precious contents as much as his magic can lend itself to such a task.

Can prestidigitation's ability to clean things allow me to dry them off? What about the air bubble spell, could that help at all?

Wembly will gasp and try to help rescue items with Sihir as well.

I just checked the air bubble spell description, it says you can create the bubble around one object not bigger than a two handed weapon. I'd say you can safe a few books from soaking, but not the entire room. And it lasts only for five Minute.

Shiri and Wembley start to put books from the lower racks to the upper ones while Antonella searches the room.

This cluttered room contains dictionaries and other resources for translation. Antonella extract one potentially useful volume: a traveler’s dictionary for translating Sylvan into Common. She also uncovers a limp, lifeless Manta ray flopped against the wall. It is actually a cloak of the manta ray that the librarians had believed mundane and used to bundle delicate thesauri.

you can also try to use the door to Keep the water outside :D

"Would somebody please shut that door, at least for a while longer?"

Seeing the water begin to rush in, Abraxi rushes toward the door and tries to slam it shut.

STR: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Abraxi closes the door and the water stops rushing in and Sihir and Wimbley manage to save all the books in the lower rows.

level completed :)

This is the basement level, right?

Antonella takes the Google translate app traveller's dictionary and offers the cloak of the manta ray to the party.

"We're still missing two poem fragments." The normally calm cleric looks a little irritated. "So I guess we take Virmyl back to VC Shaine and try to track down our fox in the Grand Lodge?"

"Are we missing anything?"

Which way? Upstairs again?