GM CariMac's Tyranny of the Winds (Inactive)

Game Master CariMac

Laafdahni murmurs to Lekki, who is the only one standing near enough to murmur to: "It seems these 'guards' may be bought and paid for, and itching for a fight." She then realizes that he's bound to mishear her. Shaking her head, she switches her focus to what she must do.

Laafdahni casts Mage Armor on herself and moves a bit closer to Osten, hoping to be able to catch two guards in her Color Spray once they move closer together.

Osten knows on some level that he should seek to keep these 'guards' alive. However, the frustration he has felt during his time on this plane as taken its toll. He eagerly allows his blood to boil as he takes a wild swing at the nearest guard.

Axe {Bloodrage/PA/IC/Bless}: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 101d12 + 11 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 11 + 1 = 13

And the frustration with this plane continues! lol

"I hate being right," Leyten says as the guards' true nature becomes apparent. Feeling inspired by both Rumble's action and Lekki's spell, he unleashes a blast of pinkish-gray energy at the "guard" who's preparing a spell.

Leyten attacks one of the spellcasters (looks like the Green one) with kinetic blast. The guard appears to be within 30 feet, so I don't need to use Extended Range.
Kinetic Blast attack: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13
Negative Energy damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9

Lekki and Rumblerock buff the party as Laafdahni makes her way closer to Osten. Osten swings but misses, and Leyton's blast goes wide.

The two "guards" finish cashing their spell.

Everyone but Osten give me a DC 12 Will save or:

The guard in front of Osten swings with her sap, and misses. She takes a step back. The Fourth guard waits to see if Rumblerock falls asleep.

Party Up
Round 1
Lekki Pioro: 19 Will Save
RumbleRock: 17 Will Save
Laafdahni Riverrun: 17 Will Save
Leyten Krovt: 13 Will Save
Osten Grimhelm: 10
Guards: 4

Will1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 +2 more vs Enchantment spells and effects

Which map are we currently using?

Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Stepping up beside Osten, Laafdahni unleashes a Color Spray at the two guards before her.

She'll use the 15' cone shape on the right, which should hit both of them.

Will: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13

Brushing away the sleep powder from his eyes, Lekki moves to the middle of the group for better coverage. నేను భూమిని, నేను ఆకాశం. నీవు చెప్పేది చేస్తావు! he skwaaaaks casting Murderous Command on green at the top back of the map.

DC 16 Will save, or he wants to kill his friend. For one round only!

Sorry, busy weekend. I'll have a longer post up later today, assuming Leyten isn't napping!
Will save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Zzzzzzzz...

Current Map

Our intrepid tengu tries to cast a spell on one of the Suli's but the will of the one dressed in green is too much and overcomes the spell.

Layton falls asleep.

Laafdahni casts color spray and causes the two guards near her to become stunned and blinded. Unfortunately they don't go unconscious. Four rounds

Party Up
Round 1
Lekki Pioro: 19
RumbleRock: 17
Laafdahni Riverrun: 17
Leyten Krovt: 13 Asleep
Osten Grimhelm: 10 Will Save
Guards: 4 Yellow and Blue Blinded and Stunned 4

Rumblerock and Osten are still up.

Rumble takes a 5’ step with and swings at the red enemy, while continuing his advice ability.

Attack with Advice and Bless 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 18
Damage with Advice 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 1 = 4

Will vs DC 10: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

Feeling the tide of battle turning against them, the Northman decides to vent his rage as he switches targets. "ENOUGH! NO MORE MAGIC FROM YOU!!!

Ax of Frustration vs BLUE {PA/B.Rage}: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 101d12 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
GM REROLL OF FRUSTRATION!: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 1 = 291d12 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
CONFIRM OF FRUSTRATION!!: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 8 + 1 = 191d12 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

(Hopefully soaked in blood), Osten turns toward the closest guard, "Run...or die, makes no difference to me."

I really need a better Intimidate, lol. +2 just ain't gonna cut it.

The guards looks shocked at the damage Osten did to their companion. At least the two that can see do that. The one that is blinded and stunned is covered in blood, but unable to do much more than move away from that direction.

Red swings at Rumblerock with an sap. They miss. The green draws their crossbow and fires at Osten. The bolt digs especially deep. 10 DMG, Crit

Round 1
Lekki Pioro: 19
RumbleRock: 17
Laafdahni Riverrun: 17
Leyten Krovt: 13 Snoring on the floor
Osten Grimhelm: 10 10DMG
Guards: 4 Yellow Blinded and Stunned 3; Red 4 DMG; Blue a smear on the floor

Party Up

Lekki will move up and push Leyten awake. Skwaking intensely.

Rumble swings at the red enemy, while continuing his advice ability.

Attack with Advice and Bless 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 26
Damage with Advice 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 = 6

As Lekki shakes him, Leyten mutters, "Uh, what?" and then he opens his eyes and see what is happening.

"Blood and ashes," he swears as he quickly gets to his feet. "Gods-be-damned spellcasting!" He unleashes another blasts of energy at the enemy in the back.

Thanks, Lekki! Move: Get to my feet. Action: Fire another kinetic blast at the Green foe.
Ranged touch attack vs. Green: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 15
Necrotic damage: 1d6 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 2 + 1 = 5

Pivoting to target the yellow guard, Laafdahni aims a ray of cold energy at their back.

Cold Ray vs. Touch AC: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 161d6 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Includes Point Blank Shot, Inspire, and Bless

Rumble staggers the guard in front of him. Leyton and Laafdahni both hit their targets. The guards, the ones that can see look at each other and raise their hands. "We surrender. No one told us you would be so rough. We just needed to slow you down and discourage you. Not die for this."

Laafdahni's brow lowers. Holding her hand out in a threatening posture, she interrogates the guards: "Slow us down for what?"

Not sure if combat is over or not, Lekki mumbles, "మీరు మాని ఎలా ఆపాలి? మేము మీకు, కొంతమంది స్టుపిడ్ ప్రజలు ఎందుకు? Silly people, thinking they can slow us down. Good questions Laafdhani, slow us down for what?"

He will walk around helping heal Osten.
Cure Light: 2d8 + 2 ⇒ (7, 4) + 2 = 13

"Thanks Lekki." Osten's rage fades as the conversation unfolds. As the others chat, the huge man bends down and wipes his blade on the fallen man's clothes. Not like he's gonna mind.

Leyten steps forward and follows up on Laafdahni's question. "And who paid you to do it? My angry friend here--" he indicates Osten, "--would like to chat."

Looking up as he continues to wipe blood from his weapon, "Or NOT chat."

Rumble stands silent sentry, looking as imposing as possible.

They shake at the threat that Osten projects. Our bosses, the Concordance feels the Pathfinder Society’s quest to release Ranginori will ultimately lead to the planes being imbalanced and cause them to unravel."

They shake as they plead, "Please! You have to stop your research immediately. You if you don't terrible things will happen to the balance and no one wants that. Not even you."

Her eyes narrow as Laafdahni considers what they said, knowing full well that these grunts are merely parroting what they have been told. Her voice hardens and deepens as she speaks: "The claim that the imprisonment of Ranginori is essential to maintaining balance is an incredible one to believe. We must verify the truth of it, and in order to do so, we must continue our research. You will not stand in our way, nor will you report to anyone what has transpired in this room."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

With a heft of his ax, "I don't know 'Dahni, I think there's only one way to keep 'em quiet."

Intimidate (aid?): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

”Rumble not think imprisioning Ranginori good idea. Everything make him think am bad idea,” Rumble says, explaining the group’s thoughts about their mission.

Standing up beside the barbarian with his arm crossed, Lekki looks more comical than intimidating. Mmmmmm, that’s right! The only way in a Razmir to keep people quiet was to...ohhhh, I can’t remember now - something to do with cutting out their tongues or something. Is that what a yunik is, right?. The Society will be allowed to get to the bottom of this! Mmmmm!

Aid Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Leyten listens to the comments and says to the guards, "Taking things at face value got me this." He points to the scarred face. "As the lovely lady said, we'll do our own investigating. You and your masters need to stay out of our way."

Aid Intimidate, for what it's worth: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4

They shake. "We'll stay quiet. We won't say anything to our superiors. Just let us go, and don't hurt us any more." They give Lekki really frightened looks as the tengu stands in the light of one of the orbs just right and looks light a nightmare crow come to life.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

Suddenly brightening like the sun coming out after a storm, Laafdahni quips: "Well, that was fun. Shall we continue? I'm sure these gentlemen wouldn't mind staying here for a couple of hours or so before quietly returning to their posts. It would be a shame if we happened to cross paths with them again." Her lips pout in a moment of mock concern for the guards' safety before slipping into an amused smile.

Leyten smiles a crooked smile. "Indeed." He says to the guards. "Stay here. Clean up your mess. Come out in two hours. Keep breathing."

To his companions, he says, "Let's continue, friends."

An immense building crafted from blue marble rests atop a crystalline dais with a central staircase connecting it to a stone courtyard below. Delicately carved scrollwork adorns the exterior walls, which are inlaid with rows of sapphire. A silver crest hangs above an open pair of imposing doors, which offer a glimpse into the lobby beyond. The rush of water resounds from the imposing waterfall encircling the perimeter of the Azure Hall. Strings of bubbles float in the air around the Hall, faint light glowing from within the glossy orbs.

The lobby and central galleries of the Azure Hall are open to guests. However, the Cobalt Gallery is located in the east wing, which is currently closed due to the recent renovation and will not be open to the public until after the grand reopening the following week.

There is a front desk with a clerk sitting behind it.

Walking in, and playing along with the plan, the old bird begins the ploy. Ooooh, Laafdahni! I told you this place was open. Why would there be this young clerk at the front desk if not to let inquisitive minds such as ours visit! This is the Cobalt Gallery right? It is this whole building! We have come to the right place! ...hello there, miss? mister? Could you please tell my younger colleague that we are in luck and you will let us in?

Diplomacy: 11 + 10 + 1 = 22 while subtly and quietly without any verbal components casting guidance on himself...? He will use Touch of Law on himself if that is allowed.

Lekki will also give her his weird eye and use his Mesmerist hypnotic stare ability, only to be weird.

As soon as Laafdahni spots the receptionist, she attempts to discern how easy or difficult it will be to convince them to let the Pathfinders access the Azure Hall.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Wow. He just dived right in there. Oookaaay. I hope this doesn't backfire.

With a warm, disarming chuckle, Laafdahni plays along in the hopes that she can help the situation: "Haha! You see, our stay on this plane is due to conclude before the grand opening of the Cobalt Gallery, but we have been tasked by our superiors to look up some information in a book that is supposedly housed within. Is there any way we could take a look at it?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Leyten knows that a close-up view of his face is more likely to upset the clerk, so he stays several feet behind Laafdahni and Lekki and tries to gauge the clerk's reaction.

Sense Motive on the clerk's reaction: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

The clerk gives the bland customer service smile that is universally recognized on all planes of existence as he is approached by Lekki. He starts to shake his head no when Laafdahni arrives and asks to be let into the Cobolt Gallery.

He stops mid shake and his jaw drops just a little. "Um well it's closed you see... I can't just go letting anyone in. But... he looks around carefully. "I think I can make an exception for you and your friends."

He fills out some forms, and hands them to Laafdahni. "This will get you into the gallery. You have a couple of hours before the guards will get curious." He points to the right.

Presenting the papers get you past the guards with no violence.

Mahogany bookshelves encircle the walls of the chamber with two rows of freestanding shelves spanning its length. Desks and chairs of varying sizes offer seating accommodation for the library’s diverse patrons. Small tendrils of mist spiral up from the vapor fountain in the middle of the room—an elegant display of anchored cyclones. An open door on the western wall empties out into a hallway, and a ladder near the eastern wall leads up to the second floor balcony. The ceiling reaches sixty feet from the floor and is painted with a mural of imperious djinn soaring in the sky. The most striking details of the room, however, are the thick clouds suspended in the air between the balcony and the ceiling. Atop these stationary clouds rest additional bookshelves, chairs, desks, and podiums.

Even though he has no idea what the word means, Osten knows that 'innocuous' is not a word that describes him. He hangs back with Leyton, hoping the distance will make him seem less imposing.

I wonder if this guy is really alone.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10 Yep! He sure is.

Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Rumble looks around at the amazing sight of the library. He’d never seen anything quite like this before. Maybe that was why he was slightly distracted.

(Earlier, with the receptionist, and remember that she is scantily clad)

Laafdahni leans forward (only to rest her arm on the edge of the desk, of course!) and purrs: "Oh, thank you so much! We really appreciate your help." When he hands her the forms, she makes sure to gently and innocently drag her fingertips over his hand, almost in slow motion. There! That ought to keep him from second guessing his decision.

(And now, in the gallery)

Gazing around the impressive gallery, Laafdahni first exclaims breathlessly, then muses: "Oh, it's beautiful! Look at the bookshelves on the clouds! I would certainly enjoy going up there to take a closer look. Now where would 'The Primordial Key of Ilyralene' be? Pity I didn't ask the receptionist." She begins searching the gallery as she works her way up to the clouds with shelves on them, because she really wants to examine that more closely.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

Does someone want to aid Laafdahni?

Ooooh, I see, more books. How quaint. Who cares about reading when there is all this flying to do...let's see here... he muses as he helps to look around.

Aid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23 -- will aid Laafdahni by pointing out the interesting sections of the library.

Between Lekki and Laafdahni they realize that the The Primordial Key of Ilyralene is hidden in a secret compartment within one of the floating bookshelves on a cloud 40 feet above the second floor balcony.

How you figure that out from the ground floor I have no idea, but we're going with it. :)

Laafdahni was working her way up there, so perhaps she spotted it later in her perusal.

Upon discovering the secret compartment, Laafdahni waves the others over and begins examining it closely.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

When the others are all gathered around, she mentions: "However we address this, we must make sure to leave no trace if at all possible. Now, does anyone have experience with disarming traps or picking locks? I would be very surprised if we do not need both skills." She then shares with the group what she observed while examining the secret compartment.

Does 'hidden' necessarily mean Disable Device?

"Um...This is the same plane, right. Couldn't you just 'fall' up there?" Or could we use the carpets they gave us? I honestly cannot remember if we had to give them back.

"Not particularly good with locks," says Leyten. "Most of the things I find are underground, not locked away." He pauses. "Are you certain that it's locked?"

She's just making assumptions.

”Rumble not lock pickerer,” the Oread shrugs his shoulders.

Laafdhani notices a ladder leaning against the wall. Surprisingly the compartment isn't locked.

Every page has the same riddle written on it in Auran. However, if the reader speaks in a different language while the book is open and within 10 feet of the tome, the words shift to match the language of the spoken words.

"Hmm. That was easier than I feared. Let us examine this book." Laafdahni muses as she opens the tome. "Oh, it's in a language I do not--Oh! What a useful enchantment!" She exclaims as the language shifts into Common.

She reads it aloud to the group, her volume just high enough for those gathered around her to hear.

"'Without wings, I soar
Without throat, I roar
I can be touched
But never clutched.
I am free within the skies
You cannot see me with your eyes
What am I?'

Hmm... It sounds like 'wind' could be the answer. It certainly fits the theme of this plane and of Lord Ranginori. It is a rather simplistic riddle if the answer is 'wind', though. What do you think?"

Leyten considers. "Well, simple or not, 'wind' does sound right."