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Wraith are you ok? I know I called in a lot of healing but could barely keep up.
"Yes, thank you. I have never encountered a hag before. I underestimated the crone's prowess in martial affairs. Because of you, I will be around long enough to learn from that mistake. I am in your debt."
"Something about them seems familiar..."
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The creatures are too well concealed by the ice to figure exactly what they are, but Lasaraleen notes that the ice is very fresh. And something clicks for Wraith, based on the details relayed from the veela earlier. Wraith believes these may be the rebels who rose up to try to free Ranginori, but were ultimately not successful.
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"I still have Spider Climb and an adamantine waraxe. I could climb up there and break the chains. My Feather Fall spell cannot slow an object this large, so the beings inside might be hurt by the fall. But if they don't fall too far, and the ice absorbs most of the impact, it could be okay. I can stand on the block and hack the chains, then use Feather Fall on myself at least."
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Kavor Doan scrambles up the wall and across the ceiling. If he can cling to the ceiling with two feet and one hand, and attack with the axe in the other hand, he'll do that (saves a spell). If not, he'll shimmy down the chain, stand on the ice block, use two-handed strikes, and then a Feather Fall at the end.
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Kavor spider climbs to the chains and begins to axe away, with the adamintine it's still quite a chore. But soon the ice block flies toward the floor of the cavern.
It crashes down with a tremendous ground shaking thumb and cracks in a million different pieces. The creature within begin to rouse as if awaken from a great slumber. They seem to be lead by the giant, who likely isn't a giant. She is extremely tall and thin with deep blue skin and a wispy mannerism.
She speaks to you in your head by telepathy and in the common tongue, Thank you for my freedom! As you are not from this rock nor from the elemental planes, I assume you also heard the call of the wind from this place and found your way here?
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Yes, I'm sure there are. The blue giant replies to Lasaraleen. But we have many who can heal among us. She says indicating she feels the group can take care of there own healing needs.
I thank you again. But now we must make haste and leave this flying rock! I fear despite the strength of the call of the wind. The forces keeping it imprisoned are too strong to oppose. Come now our saviors we all must depart! The giant makes an plea to abandon Aucturn's Tear.
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As Ranginori is the Duke of Thunder, an Elemental Lord of Air you suspect it's Ranginori this being is referring too.
We must! You can see what Kelizandri’s tyranny brings. She gesters to the broken ice on the ground. I'm sure we can not defeat Kelizandri’s forces and so must flea to fight another day!
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Kavor Doan turns to the cleric.
"Lasaraleen, could I get that blessing of your goddess? Not the fire, the other one."
Then he addresses the giant.
"Well, we are but part of a much greater force. But if there is tyranny to be fought, by Cayden I will do it. I haven't seen yet that their forces are so strong that we'd need to flee.
We are here to investigate reports of a powerful entity trapped within this comet, understand its intentions, and free it if it would be an ally. Will you help us?"
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Argenta turns to the freed captives. We came to this inhospitable rock because something here was opening portals all across our homeworld. I suspect it is Ranginori whatever the hell that is wanting to be freed from...its...imprisonment. Given it seems to oppose this Kelizandri who trapped you here I would have thought you would want to free it as well. Our society has many resources, perhaps together we can overcome the forces ranged against us? If you prefer we also have a stable gateway you can escape through. I have no doubt our society would happily help you return to your homes... whereever they may be
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Kavor with Lasaraleen's assistance and Argenta's words stir the massive blue giant!
A larger force! If Ranginori can be freed it will change everything for my kind and those from the other elementals planes! Yes the reward is worth the risk! The other creatures catch the vision and begin to cheer.
We will fight! Loud cheers roar around the cavern.
Oh new friends thank you for helping me see what needed to be done! I know what I'll do I'll grant you one wish! Another loud cheer rings out.
Of course since this is PFS the wish is very limited
You may wish for:
1) Health, restoring the PCs to full hit points and removing any status effects.
2) Armaments, gaining magical weapons and armor with a combined gold piece value of 35,000 that disappear at the end of the adventure.
3) Wrath, causing the next encounter to use the creatures from the next lowest subtier.
The image of Sorrina Westyr appears as she helps an enormous water elemental dispatch a band of gargoyles. “We do not stand alone in our efforts, my friends. Our teams discovered a band of rebels fighting back against our adversaries and we have begun to coordinate with them. Some much needed assistance should be arriving shortly.”
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Having one allies to the cause, you move onto the Sea of Light, a scorch wasteland, but now that the asteroid is rotating again the temperature is comfortable. Still pools and flows of lava bubble on the surface and require caution to maneuver around. After a little while you find a crash site from some alien vessel, as team of junior Pathfinders and experts scurries all around the craft busy learning and salvaging what they can. They wave friendly greetings as you go by, it seems safe here. You move on.
A short way from the crash site you find an entrance to some tunnels, a labyrinth of flame. Plumes of cool air grow hot and dry as they rush out from this network of igneous tunnels. A palace constructed of obsidian bricks stands high within a large cavern, surrounded by cultivated gardens containing brass mockeries of plant life and elegant pools of lava. The gates stand open without a guard in sight, while sounds of revelry emanate from within. You think you could easily sneak past if you wanted and head deeper into the labyrinth, then again you might wonder what is inside.
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You enter into the palace to find fine decorations and plush carpeting line the palace’s floors and walls, and the scent of rich delicacies wafts from the tables laden with opulent dishes.
Two lithe, androgynous fiery humanoid with reddish skin lounge lazily with a muscular giant with crimson skin, smoldering eyes, and small black horns. Smoke rises in curls from its flesh. It laughs deeply as you enter at something one of the other just said. As you enter the giant gives another bellow of laughter.
What do we have here, I don't think you belong at my court! So you must be guests!
Guests! The fiery humanoids echo.
You find yourself in the presence of the Master of the Labyrinth of Flame! Fahaz Nahlam! The giant roars.
He claps his hands A bring out a feast for out guests!
The others jump up and begin looking around at the various food items already laid on nearby tables.
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Lasaraleen does not like the looks of this red giant, but figuring diplomatic approach is best she will give herself a touch of glory
”Greetings and thank you for your warm welcome, Master if the Labyrinth of Flame. We are indeed visitors to your domain and wish to exchange knowledge of our cultures. “
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Kavor Doan has a suspicion about what this red giant might be, but he isn't sure.
"Greetings, Fahaz Nahlam! We thank you for your generous hospitality. It surely must be renowned throughout the realms, but sadly our little corner of reality has not yet heard of your greatness. Would you tell us more about yourself?"
He will wait to partake of the feast until Fahaz does (out of politeness, not paranoia), but will take a seat at the table.
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Argenta also steps forward. Greetings mighty Fahaz Nahlam, we are honoured that you have accepted us into your most impressive court. We are visitors to this strange and wonderful realm and have met many of its inhabitants but would be pleased to learn more of it. We are members of an organisation called the Pathfinder Society and are scholars, archaeologists and explorers. Perhaps we could share tales of our respective lands to entertain your court?
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The crimson giant reaches for some of the food and gobbles it down. Kavor watches on and then follows suit.
The food is real, but an illusion is making it look as if it is fine dining, as opposed to simple fare.
Ah explorers! Yes, Yes! Tales of high adventure across the stars and planets and planes of existence! I wish my labyrinth was a place of excitement and while we make the best of it, the truth is unending guard duty is far from exciting. But look at you all regale me with your tales! The giant looks excited to hear something new.
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Argenta smiles, It is tales of heroism, adventure and mighty deeds you wish my Lord then let me tell you of the adventures our socity has undertaken to prevent the return of a great evil in our world.
She glides into the centr of the room. Let me tell you a tale of tragedy, lurking evil, mighty heroics and desperate deeds. It began, as so many of these tales do, with a theft. A daring raid by the servants of the House of Blakros, an assault on the City at the Centre of the World, a great journey to prevent the return of a terrible evil and sacrifice, yes such sacrifices made.