[PFS] 6-99 True Dragons of Absalom by GM Upaynao (Inactive)

Game Master Upaynao

Athrax continues to wait, though his lips pull back in a smile as he hears the screams of pain from non-kobolds. Music to his ears!

Round 28

Magic Woman (Orange) 7 dmg
Varanog
Magic Woman (Green) 7 dmg
Guard (Red) 3 dmg
Mr Half-Orc 27 dmg - Hampered
Fazgyn 7 dmg
Pethjun 2 dmg
Athrax
Skyrack
Guard (Blue) 10 dmg

Battle Map

And to compound everything, the orc finds a length of wood capped with metal embedded in his stomach. He roars as his gaze affixes itself upon the one responsible for that!

The guard moves as hastily as he can in the near-dark to help his commander.

Trap vs Blue: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3
Fort Save (Blue): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

But as he does so, steps over the same trap his companions stepped onto. Fortunately his body is more than up to the task of dealing with poisons.

The other magic woman begins to cast a spell! As does the other after taking a step back, calling out "Step back! We'll put these things to sleep!"

Heeding their advice, the guardsman by the foot of the remains of the scaffold moves away and attempt to drag his leader back!

Reposition vs FF CMD: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Which he does, albeit with great difficulty. The half orc gets up, nods, and draws a potion!

Pethjun pulls out another spear and snarls at the half-orc. But she is wise enough to be concerned about the spellcasters. She flings her spear at one of them, then retreats.

move: draw spear, standard: throw, 5-foot step

spear vs orange: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22 dmg: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Skyrahk sends out another wave of negative energy to combat the enemy forces, also hoping to disrupt the enemy spell casters.

Selective Channel Negative Energy vs all Enemies: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7
Will Save DC 14 for half damage.

”Too slow.” Fazgyn takes another shot at the green cloaked woman before melting back into the dark.

Shortbow on Green: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
Damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1
Stealth if necessary: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (19) + 15 = 34

Anthrax keeps chilling.

Round 29

Varanog
Guard (Red) 11 dmg
Mr Half-Orc 19 dmg
Fazgyn 7 dmg
Pethjun 2 dmg
Athrax
Skyrack
Guard (Blue) 13 dmg - Readied

Battle Map

Concentration Check (Green vs Fazgyn): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

With remarkable aplomb the first chanting caster stops mid-invocation when grazed by Fazgyn's arrow! "HEY! IT ALMOST HURT ME!" she cries out, before realizing that her bloodloss is in fact... Significant. A worry her companion does not need to share in, for Pethjun's spear impales her into the ground.

Will Save (Green): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14
Will Save (Blue): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Will Save (Red): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Will Save (Purple): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Upon unleashing her wave of dark energy, the last obvious spellcaster crumples to the ground; dying or dead. The other two guards seem to take it with varying degrees of success, but still hold fast. Their orcish leader however seems like he is on his last legs; so much so that you wonder how he is still standing.

The guard closest to the dry sewer hops on and makes his way to the fork in the tunnels, where in the dim light he readies his sword with an evil smile.

His companion, meanwhile...

Trap vs Red: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27
Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1
Fort Save (Red): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

...manages to trigger the other trap, but also manages to ward off the ill effects of the poison.

Their boss drinks his potion.

Cure Moderate Wounds: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (5, 7) + 3 = 15

Looking now very refreshed, he rushes towards the dry sewer.

Hearing a commotion down by the side passage, and remembering that the team's precious cleric is down there, Pethjun turns back and makes her way down the passageway, drawing her rapier along the way. Sure enough, one of the smelly apes is there. She quickly closes the distance and jabs at him with her weapon.

vs blue
+1 rapier, PA, bull's strength: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (13) + 10 + 2 - 1 = 24 dmg: 1d4 + 6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 + 2 = 11

Hearing enemy movement behind her, she turns and heads for it. Spotting Pethjun attacking one of the hairless apes, she rushes over and rams her dagger into the enemy.

Dagger +Flank vs Blue: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 2 = 25
Damage +Destructive Smite: 1d3 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) - 1 + 2 = 3

Critical?: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9
Critical Damage: 1d3 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) - 1 + 2 = 3

Varanog ponders Did I leave the iron on?

Seeing the foolish tall one thinking himself hidden, Faz takes the shot despite the narrow gap. He then sneaks across the way to set up the next horrible ambush.

Shortbow on Red: 1d20 + 9 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 9 - 4 = 7
Damage: 1d4 - 1 ⇒ (2) - 1 = 1
Sneak Attack: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 3) = 8 Hampered movement sounds good if he gets it. Edit: Or not!
Stealth: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22

Anthrax dreams of electric sheep... that explode.

Fazgun fumbles through an attack as he manages to remain hidden in the crevice of one of the larger cracks in the wall. Pethjun stabs the guard through the neck. he falls to the ground grasping at the blood as it pools before chocking to his death.

Athrax dreams of electric sheep and giggles. Skyrahk rushes down the opposing tunnel and quickly finishes off the dying guard for good. Varanog waits and ponders, meanwhile the Blakros guard and Raegrath continue to cautiously make their way through the tunnels, looking out for additional traps.

Guard Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Not seeing much and hearing his companion being slaughtered the guard rushes around the corner, only to be met by a small hail of arrows that launch from within the wall.

Arrow Trap: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Raegrath continues to climb the rocks.

Climb (Half Orc): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Slipping and scraping his knee he decides to head further into the tunnels.

Round 30
Varanog
Guard (Red) 13 dmg
Mr Half-Orc 19 dmg
Fazgyn 7 dmg
Pethjun 2 dmg
Athrax
Skyrack

Athrax continues his quiet skulking, keeping an eye out for anyone sneaking through the hall or trying to get behind the group. A smile comes to his lips as he thinks of someone actually making it to the final room with all the explosions waiting for them there.

Delay.

Skyrahk sneaks back to her observation point, activating her Chameleon Aspect to help with her remaining hidden.

Hearing no other opposition joining his victim, Fazgyn slides his sword quietly from its sheath to leap out and strike!

Shortsword on Red: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Shortsword Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Sneak Attack Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 5) = 10 If it hits, adding Disoriented to reduce his attack against Faz by 4.
Stealth if needed: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (6) + 15 = 21

Grinning and growling in satisfaction at the quick kill, Pethjun pushes back through the tunnels, coming right beside Fazgyn, as she stabs the same guard with her rapier.

vs red
+1 rapier, PA, bull's strength: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 10 + 2 - 1 = 23 dmg: 1d4 + 6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 2 + 2 = 12

The guard is quickly dropped close to where the arrow struck him as the kobolds leap from the shadows.

Round 30
Varanog
Mr Half-Orc 19 dmg
Fazgyn 7 dmg
Pethjun 2 dmg
Athrax
Skyrack

Zzzz.... Zzzz.... Zzzz.... Zz-* "Hmm?" Varanog yawns. He gets up, stretches luxuriously, and then orders his floating disc to fly him about the chamber again to look for any threat that might have gotten past his minio-err 'fellows' and all of their devious traps.

He says the eldritch word "Pineapple" when he gets to his masterpiece alarm trap. Secretly he wishes that whole army of long legs slaughter his slav-err 'friends' just so he can see the trap sprung. He hisses to himself.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Raegrath pushes his way through the tunnels, quickly finding the bodies of his two guards the half-orc draws his greataxe. "Nasty little vermin." He grunts out seeing Pethjun.

Round 31
Varanog
Mr Half-Orc 19 dmg
Fazgyn 7 dmg
Pethjun 2 dmg
Athrax
Skyrack

Fazgyn maneuvers back into the tunnels, stowing his bow in preparation to leap out when Pethjun is in position to distract the greenskin.

I can't remember if the arrow trap automatically resets and can't find the info. Hmm, think that won't change her action nonetheless.

Seeing Fazgyn draw back into the shadows, Pethjun decides to hold her ground and snarl at the simian who has come up. "Finally, an opponent worthy of Pethjun the great. Come, you fool!"

ready action to attack

vs purple
+1 rapier, PA, bull's strength: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (17) + 10 + 2 - 1 = 28 dmg: 1d4 + 6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 + 2 = 11

Seeing no enemies from her current position, she heads toward the sound of battle. Spotting Fazgyn she comes up behind him and notices he is injured. She taps his shoulder, spreading healing out toward him with her wand.

Wand of CLW on Fazgyn: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Athrax sticks to his location, guarding the back routes so no one can sneak past the group. He happily listens to the screams of agony and is silently proud that none sound as if they are made by Kobolds.

The traps do not automatically reset.

Varanog is up.

Assuming Varanog is going to continue guarding the portal. If I am wrong please go ahead with your actions.

Fazgun creeps back down the tunnels while Pethjun holds her ground, grimy rapier in hand. Meanwhile Athrax and Varanog revel in the screams and cries of pain. Skyrahk pulls out a wand and works on healing Fazgyn's injuries.

The half-orc smiles as he reveals himself from the tunnels. "There you be." He raises his greataxe high into the air and swings it down. Raegrath is met by a swift stroke as the rapier pierces his chest. He drops his axe, clutching at the wound as he falls to teh ground, bleeding out.

Sparks of vibrant green light dance off the portal’s frame, while arcs of similarly colored lightning sputter forth. A strong actinic stench fills the area surrounding the portal as the rungs between the rods enliven, creating a series of tears in the space. The tears coalesce into a roughly square threshold of pitch black, held in place by the portal frame’s twin rods.

Varanog catches a vague glimpse of the wyrmling taking off into the muted sky of the shadow city. As you peer into the portal, you also notice the outlines of two humanoids shimmering there...

One of the figures seems to vanish, but the other coalesces into a human looking figure who steps through the portal.

“Is everyone here and rea—” Then the man stops. “I say...” He smiles, disarmingly. “I’m Jegan and you are most definitely not the folks that I was expecting!”

So on the map is that the green triangle thing, or the orange arrow thing, or the orange circle with the picture of a black stretcher thing? I honestly can't remember what's what in this room aside from my stuff.

Honestly! Where are those fools when you need them!

"Good, yes." Fazgyn growls to Skyrawk, about the closest thing he can think of to 'thanks'. Hearing the new voice, he breezes over to the passage opening to spy on what is going on.

Not liking that it looks like potential enemies made it to the portal, she makes her way there to see what is going on.

Are we still in rounds?

Pethjun looks down admiringly at her fine handiwork. The precision of the strike. The thin trickle of blood that belies the deadly wound she inflicted.

She's so distracted she misses the new voice from within the tunnels, but she does see Fazgyn turning back into the tunnels. Unsure what's happening, she quickly turns to follow.

He is on the map in the far southeastern corner. I am unsure what some of your traps are there but we'll figure it out. If you guys could help me with what the Orange arrow, orange claymore and green triangle are?

You are no longer in rounds, though Varanog is the only one with them currently.

They're long legs, I should probably just kill him and his invisible friend on principle. Thinks the Sorcerer Supreme. Then his mind races back to that scene on page one that outlines his mission. Happy that his initial koboldy reaction was the correct one, Varanog floats back past the kobold traps to the north.

"Yes! Yes! They are waiting for you now. I will take you to them now. This way. Quickly. It is not safe to stay here."

Athrax, hearing voices from the trapped portal room scrunches his forehead and then slips back through the tunnels to see what is going on back there.

Take 10 stealth if allowed for 23, double move.

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Okay, the arrow thing next to the portal is an arrow trap.

The thing straight north of that is an Alchemist Bomb Trap.

I believe the green triangle is caltrops.

Skyrahk continues to make her way toward the portal, but entering into stealth mode.

Stealth: 1d20 ⇒ 3

Thanks everyone!

Varanog Bluff: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Jegan curiously watches as Varanog floats back into the tunnels, but does not immediately follow. "I see...." He says hesitantly as he slowly walks forward into an arrow is quickly released.

Arrow Trap: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (1) + 15 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

A small arrow stabs painfully into his knee. He cries out in pain and tears the arrow free. "Surely, you must have bested not one but two invading teams. Quite impressive for kobolds." He smiles, trying to stanch the bleeding. "I just might consider hiring you away from whatever petty little allegiances you have pledged yourselves too. Who are you lot working for? I can pay better, and since I see that you already subdued dear Raegrath, I might as well get him back by hiring you."

A small arrow stabs painfully into his knee. He cries out in pain and tears the arrow free. "Surely, you must have bested not one but two invading teams. Quite impressive for kobolds." He smiles, trying to stanch the bleeding.

Technically, nothing Varanog said was a lie. ;)

sense motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"'Kobold'. It was just me really." Varanog says proudly. "Why without me the rest of the tribe is pretty hopeless."

True, but coming out and his team not waiting he had to go against something and bluff seemed the best option as he knows they wouldn't side with a kobold tribe willingly.

Perception Jegan: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Perception Renza: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Suddenly and unforeseen a bomb in front of the portal explodes.

Bomb Trap (Fire): 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 1) + 3 = 5
Jegan Reflex DC 15: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Seems that the man's invisible companion stepped on another of the kobolds traps. Jegan grimaces, still clutching his knee. "Well then. Hopeless indeed." He draws a deadly looking kukri.

Jegan rushes Varanog, not at all seeing anymore traps. As he does so a rune underneath his feet bursts the ground from underneath him.

Fire Blast Rune: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Jegan Reflex DC 15: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

"Bloody Hells!" Jegan screams as he is hurled into the nearby wall, scraping his face.

Round 1
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Jegan (-14)
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Fazgyn
Athrax
Pethjun
Varanog
Skyrahk
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Renza (-5)
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Stealth: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

Moving forward on ghost light feet, Fazgyn pulls his bow free as he reaches the range for the visible enemy. Just have to trust the slow fangs to deal with the hidden one. he thinks, sighting an arrow and loosing before his dagger can hit the ground and alert then to his presence.

Shortbow on Jegan: 1d20 + 9 - 4 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 9 - 4 - 4 = 12

"Tch." The shot goes wide, but at least doesn't catch the talky mage in the back. That wouldn't help keep him in good graces with the tribe.

Hearing the explosions Athrax is momentarily sad, I didn't get to see any of them!!!

He hurries up to the fancy portal-ish room to try to catch a glimpse of things exploding.

Double Move.

Varanog retreats (read: withdraws) down the corridor and out of the blast radius of the (CL 7!) fireball that is about to be unleashed.

Fortunately for them none of those other fools are anywhere nearby! Wait until they find out it was I who did the scary long legs in! HA! Say, isn't that the trap master, what's-his-name?

Skyrahk carefully moves past the trap and upon spotting one of the enemies uses her last channel energy to send out a wave of negative energy.

Selective Negative Channel Energy vs Jegan & Renza: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 3) = 6
Will Save DC 14 for half.

Pethjun quickly rushes towards the sound of the new invaders, eager for the continued battle. Strangely, she sees Varanog passing her, then she recalls the big fire trap that has been laid. She continues moving though, and places herself at the corner, waiting for the intruder to come closer.

double move

Pethjun ..... places herself at the corner, waiting for the intruder to come closer.

Remember, that's a trough not the corner of a wall.

"Yes, yes! That way! Keep an eye out for the invisible one!" urges the Sorcerer Supreme™.

Remember, that's a trough not the corner of a wall.

Ah, I keep forgetting that. Slight adjustment then.

Pethjun stands defiantly at the top of the sewer channel, daring the simian to approach.

Varanog, Sorcerer Supreme! wrote:

Remember, that's a trough not the corner of a wall.

Ah, I keep forgetting that.

Yeah, me too.

An arrow clatters against teh wall next to Jegan and he flinches. "More of you out there huh?" Suddenly a cold feeling washes over the pair of portal jumpers as Skyrahk's energy hits the pair.

Jegan Will save DC 14: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Renza Will save DC 14: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Renza Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Jegan Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16

Feeling confident, and still invisible, Renza canvases the area pushing further down the tunnel as she steps right into another magical rune. "Shi..." An auduble alarm begins to sound to the kobolds followed by the immense heat and bright flash of a fireball.

KABOOOOOOOOOM!

Fireball Damage: 7d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 4, 1, 3, 6, 3) = 23
Renza Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Jegan Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Dust and small stones fall from the ceiling. As the dust settles all that remains are a pair of skeletal forms, completely incinerated as the last of the Onyx Alliance lie smoldering on the ground near the portal.

You are now out of combat.

There is a shimmering portal in front of you, still active. Do you step through?

"Huh. Maybe should have captured one for questions." Fazgyn blinks away the after images of the burst of fire.

Nice going with the fireball!

"Question? What is there to question! They invade the Sewer Dragons territory, they die," Pethjun declares proudly, even though she is somewhat peeved she did not manage to engage them in battle.

She strides defiantly towards the portal and steps through, her rapier drawn, her tail slashing the air.
Unless Fazgyn wants to stealth in to scope things out first.

Athrax pops into the room as he sees the two freshly cooked bodies lying on the floor, "Well, that was disappointing. Big boom and just a few echoing screams. Make them suffer more next time please." He wrings his hands together, "Time to loot!" He starts picking through the two bodies, looking for fun stuff.

When Pethjun strides towards the portal he just waves his hand dismissively, "Yes, yes go check the other side and let us know if we need more explosives over there."

Perception find stuff: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

"Question: will we die if we walk through portal? Seems important to me. But you go ahead and find out." Fazgyn curls a lip in a sarcastic smile.