War of Ages (Monkeygod's Golarion Game)

Game Master Monkeygod

The following day brings with it a very heavy thunderstorm, clearly bad enough that sailing out today is not an option.

Breakfast is another buffet, and Pinky is tickled pink with the sight of even more platters and bowls of fruit.

At breakfast between bites of sausage, "So what's the plan? Not that this isn't a lovely place for a summer home, but what are we to do with ourselves." Motioning to the eclectic group at the end.

Pinky lounges on the table next to the bowl of fruit, eying anyone who approaches it with a cold look. Clearly, he has claimed this bowl of choice fruit for himself. All of you are amazed at how much fruit he is able to devour before he belches and flies up next to Meridian.

Gazing idly about him looking for some cats to pester, yet not seeing any, he closes his eyes for a brief nap, only to be woken by Meridian's question.

He looks to his friend,

Pinky lounges on the table next to the bowl of fruit, eying anyone who approaches it with a cold look. Clearly, he has claimed this bowl of choice fruit for himself. All of you are amazed at how much fruit he is able to devour before he belches and flies up next to Meridian.

Gazing idly about him looking for some cats to pester, yet not seeing any, he closes his eyes for a brief nap, only to be woken by Meridian's question.

He looks to his friend,

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As you all relax after breakfast, trying to determine how to spend the rest of your day, there is a particularly loud crash of thunder and at exactly the same time a redish-purple cloud of sulfurous smoke explodes into the dinning hall. When it dissipates, there is a large fiendish looking minotaur standing there, wielding a vilely wicked looking axe. It sports two large horns atop it's head and a pair of large bat like wings.

Seeing you all sitting around it laughs, a sound like crackling flame "Well, this makes my job easier. I had expected to be faced with a challenge and instead I find a group of lazy mortals sitting around a table like fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered!!"

As you all relax after breakfast, trying to determine how to spend the rest of your day, there is a particularly loud crash of thunder and at exactly the same time a redish-purple cloud of sulfurous smoke explodes into the dinning hall. When it dissipates, there is a large fiendish looking minotaur standing there, wielding a vilely wicked looking axe. It sports two large horns atop it's head and a pair of large bat like wings.

Seeing you all sitting around it laughs, a sound like crackling flame "Well, this makes my job easier. I had expected to be faced with a challenge and instead I find a group of lazy mortals sitting around a table like fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered!!"

Mer looks at the captain, "Friend of yours?" he says sarcastically.

Edit: knowledge planes 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (6) + 19 = 25

Avlar shakes his head as the fiend speaks before saying "I would be careful of your views fiend. Some times you get exactly what you expect." He than stands up from his seat waiting for the fiend to attack.

Karsa too raises an eyebrow in Adin's direction, "So much for the security of such a quality establishment. Once we're finished you'd best demand a refund...

Provided there's time.

The half dragon then casually rises from his seat and steps away from the table. He looks the minotaur up and down appraisingly, his sinister chain springing into existence between his clawed hands, "I'd watch who you taunt, goat! Aren't your kind little more than a god's cruel joke?"

Pinky turns his attention to the fiend and starts studying him intently, a very odd look in his eyes.

Study fiend Death Strike Round 1 of 3

Adin kicks off from the table floating backward putting distance between himself and the fiend. He was not so much worried about the fiend as the utter stupidity that it was involved with. The mantis ruled the city, on top of that the Treasure Cove Inn had a well earned reputation. His only concern was staying out of the coming crossfire. He did not know who to pity more, the fiend or the summoner.

Can I get a Knowledge(Arcane) check from any who wish to make it

Knowledge arcana 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (8) + 21 = 29

Assuming he hasn't immediately attacked Meredian (still seated and causally drinking his morning beverage though the table has been pushed away) says,

"So who's lackey are you, Minataur? Or perhaps you simply have a death wish, attacking this group on your own like this."

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Arcana 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (10) + 21 = 31

Any who made the Arcane roll can also make a Spellcraft check to see if they know anything about the Blackaxe.

Are you two drow planning on letting your companions know what it is they likely face, or are you gonna keep such important information to yourselves??

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Any who made the Arcane roll can also make a Spellcraft check to see if they know anything about the Blackaxe.

Are you two drow planning on letting your companions know what it is they likely face, or are you gonna keep such important information to yourselves??

I wasn't sure if we were in combat or not

Meredian's eyes get wide when he gets a good look at the jagged obsidian ax in the Minitaurs hand. He stammers a bit as he say's "Treerazor? You're Treerazor's minion? " The normally jovial Meredian seems genuinely shaken and does not take his eyes off the ax as he speaks he is also pushes his chair away as he backs away from the minataur.

Avlar's eyes open wide for a moment than change oddly once again this time however they look primal much like a true dragon. He than says in a deeper voice than normal " Treerazer? This might be tougher than I thought."

Pinky glances swiftly at Meridian, a surprised look on his face which lasts for a few seconds before replaced by his usual disinterested look.

Pinky glances swiftly at Meridian, a surprised look on his face which lasts for a few seconds before replaced by his usual disinterested look.

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The Half-Fiend laughs again "Well, it looks like the puny mortals figured out that I posses the Blackaxe. Good for you, then you know what it's capable of, and most likely what I am capable of. Do yourselves a favor, just hand over those vile seeds so that my master can destroy them and nobody gets hurt."

The Half-Fiend laughs again "Well, it looks like the puny mortals figured out that I posses the Blackaxe. Good for you, then you know what it's capable of, and most likely what I am capable of. Do yourselves a favor, just hand over those vile seeds so that my master can destroy them and nobody gets hurt."

Meredian looks to Adin while keeping the Half fiend in the corner of his eye.

Been a little busy, will make a post after I see if my spellcraft gets any added info.

Man that was a sad roll. X(

Adin does not show any sign of concern. He had a spell ready for the beast just in case.

"So you have your master's axe, its masterfully made and drips potent acid. Is this supposed to impress me. I am glad to know your master is etheir foolish or ignorant, it gives me hope. I am interested in how he keeps finding us, tends to be very annoying. But then again maybe you displeased him sense he sent you to place you have no chance of surviving. I suggest that if you are able you return to your master's hovel in the woods. You know nothing of what you have done to yourself already."

He did not expect the half breed to listen or learn. It was a thug which meant as soon as its threats went unheeded it would attack. Adin was just glad they were on the first floor, it was made to take the punishment of battle.

Meredian quietly steps away from Adin,

Pinky’s scales grow a lighter shade of pink, which Meridian being long associated with the pseudodragon knows he is either quite agitated or scared.

Pinky’s scales grow a lighter shade of pink, which Meridian being long associated with the pseudodragon knows he is either quite agitated or scared.

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Adin, Bluff check. Anybody else, Adin included, Perception checks.

I have a fair amount to post, but its more than I feel like postin via my cell.

Adin, Bluff check. Anybody else, Adin included, Perception checks.

I have a fair amount to post, but its more than I feel like postin via my cell.

perception 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (7) + 17 = 24

Also remember Meredian has arcane sight constantly. He'll be looking at the minataurs magical auras, including the axe. If it's an artifact (or not) he'll know it.

Edit: just a reminder about strong auras

Perception Check: 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (16) + 24 = 40

I hope I saw whatever it is that I was suppose to see.

Perception 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (12) + 22 = 34

You all notice that the room, in fact the whole Inn, is vastly more quiet than it should be. Unnaturaly so even, as if the entire staff and guests suddednly lost the ability to create sound.

I suppose Kolm has just been quiet up till now? Do you want me to just jump in, or wait for something, or what? I'll post something more meaningful once I know how you wanna handle this.

Please, feel free to just jump in. I am glad your back, as the minotaur's request directly deals with you, oh guardian of the package, lol

Mkays.

Kolm, who has not stopped eating since the minotaur arrived, now looks up at the beast. "So, to what do we owe a visit from a minion of Treerazor?"

Sense Motive against Minotaur:1d20 + 19 ⇒ (20) + 19 = 39

Mkays.

Kolm, who has not stopped eating since the minotaur arrived, now looks up at the beast. "So, to what do we owe a visit from a minion of Treerazor?"

Sense Motive against Minotaur:1d20+19

The Minotaur looks to the heavily armored Dwarf and grins a wicked smile "Ah. You are he who protects the seeds, thus you are he who must die first if you do not hand them over to me." He laughs at the bravado of Adin."You are probably expecting the vaunted guards and staff of this fine inn to come rush to your aid. Sadly, they're unable to do much of anything at the moment."

As he says this, another demon teleports in. Where the minotaur is all muscle, brute strength and clearly a warrior of some sort, the demon who just arrived is darkly beautiful, with a sinister yet stunning appearance. Her wings are more slender and on the whole she is far more graceful looking. The minotaur smiles again at her "My dear Sarneth, it warms my black soul to see you here. Did you have any trouble dealing with the guards of this place?" He says this last as if knowing the response. The Succubus responds in a musical voice that drips poison "Of course not, they were putty before my manipulation and magicks. None of them really stood a chance"

If possible, he grabs his weapon and shield prior to the beginning of combat, and says, "While unexpected, you will be dealt with as all other threats have been."

mer readys himself to cast a spell is anyone attacks.

(ready action to cast haste0

Adin's eyes darted between the two behind his dark goggles. He drew his rapier with a flick of his wrist letting the point rest on the marble floor as he shifted his stance and rested his free hand on his lower back. He had distance and a spell ready, their were no surprises coming. If he was surprised it would only be to his delight.

"Your wrong half breed. What I expect will pass, only the time is in question."

These two had made a mistake, one he was going to exploit when the time came.

Readies spell in case of combat

Avlar's eyes narrow as he sees the other demon appear. He thinks to himself "This just got a lot more deadly than I thought it would be." He puts his hand on his blade ready to draw when a fight would start.

You all have time to grab up arms or shields before combat begins, provided they are right near/next to you

The minotaur sets himself, axe at the ready, awaiting one of you to be foolish enough to come attack him.

He went first, with a 24. The Succubus will go after Adin, whose turn it is now.

Sorry, I have a +4 initiative modifier. I forgot to put that on there, for w/e reason. I have a neutral Dex mod and improved init.

Init, unless you want to roll.1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Ugh, sorry everyone. I have been completely bogged down with a new job and moving but I finally have everything under control again and Karsa is ready to kick some demonic ass!

Karsa snorts when told that the Inn's guards have all been incapacitated, "Figures...we're really going to need to see about that refund..."

He then addresses the newly arrived succubus, I think you'll find that my friend will prove a far more daunting challenge than the resident hired muscle around here, my dear. And that's to say nothing of the rest of us, you'd best run back to you master before you and your bovine friend get in over your heads."

Adin cast his spell, he would deal with the one that was open.