GM Otha's Season 4 Trilogy (Inactive)

Game Master Otha

With further explanation and the promise of more food, Togg's eyes tentacle nods up and down. “You gave good food to Togg, Togg let you pass. Everyone happy, and no one hungry. Some food really good, you get treasure!"

Lovissa's Diplomacy roll, Cerryl's aid, and the food you gave, expecially the fish and cupcake, were just enough to match the DC

After mentioning treasure, Togg points his tentacles to the small cave to Lovissa's right (A2). The bricks that once sealed off this natural cave appear to have been removed long ago. Garbage litters the cave’s floor, and the knee-deep pile writhes with beetles. Fresher pieces of refuse lie in the top, largely untouched by the resident decomposers.

Jastrokan finishes his painting and grins. "Okay, that sounds great!" He places the painting on Togg's treasure pile for him to keep, the he looks at the pile of 'treasure'. He digs through the garbage a bit with a magic spell, to see if there's anything valuable in the pile. SIFT! If there is he takes it, and if not he takes one of the least gross pieces of garbage.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 - 5 ⇒ (4) + 3 - 5 = 2

"Thank you, Togg! We'll see you later, okay?"

"Thank you," Rosie squeaks. She does not help her brother dig through the garbage.

"Thank you, Togg! The honour is ours!" She walks into the treasure room to discover it's a pile of garbage. "Ah, yes. What a... unique collection! You must be proud!"

She looks at the pile without touching it, curious if she can see anything useful or of historical interest in the pile...

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Lovissa spies a satchel, underneath a human leg, at the top of the garbage heap. She points it out to Jastrokan who's already searching the pile, and he easily retrieves it...

Upon opening, the party finds a bunch of Taldan propaganda leaflets. Nothing else of note is found amongst the garbage...

The leaflets used to be a way for one of the older factions (Taldor) to gain a prestige point but they're useless as far as this scenario goes...

"Thank you, Togg! We will return soon."

Toban prays to Shelyn and casts a magic spell, examining the entire pile of 'treasure' for magical auras. Detect magic throughout the treasure room.

Toban detects no magic among the refuse in the room...

The Otyugh's huge maw spreads into an horrific grin. "You go now. Find more food with good taste and come back to Togg..."

"Yes, Togg. We'll be back."

Toban leads the group off to the northern tunnel.

The intrepid party bids farewell to their scary new friend, heading north. After just 20' they come to an east-west branch; the western tunnel is blocked but the eastern branch goes on for as far as they can see in the dim light...

Rosie waves goodbye to Togg. "Bye, Togg!"

She starts to follow the others east.

Jastrokan hurries after his twin sister down the east tunnel.

Lovissa steps in front of the little gnomes and leads the way east.

Toban is wary for danger as they travel. He clutches his glowing glaive in hand and looks around warily.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

The tunnel terminates in a small shrine centered around a large statue of a rat, around which handfuls of baubles and trinkets lie as if left as offerings. Nearly every brick bears some type of scratch marks, many having the appearance of writing without actually forming coherent letters. About one foot above the walkway, a large pipe emerges from the southern wall.

The party of Pathfinders notice two armed humans dusting themselves off; it appears they just emerged from the large pipe...

Goodbye Togg.

Slipping by the Otyugh Cerryl still cant help looking over his shoulder a time or two as they move on. Finally convinced Togg isn't following them he turns to the ground looking for a loose stone that he would be able to cast his own Light on.

Just in case we need a way to see beyond Toban's circle and something easy to throw would be better.

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Bumping into Jastrokan as the party halts abruptly but unable to see what cause it Cerryl adjusts his grip on the quarterstaff and attempts to ready himself for whatever is going on ahead.

Knowledge Religion (shrine): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

"Hey, there!" Toban says, greeting the humans. "What are you doing down here?"

Perception (the humans): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19
Sense Motive (the humans response): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

The two men look a bit startled when Toban addressed them, putting their hands on their weapons but not yet drawing them. The nearest one answers. "Uhhhh...just a couple of guys lookin' for adventure when we were waylaid by some monstrous creature that was all mouth and tentacles...we hid in the pipe until it left. Uhhh...we're heading west looking to leave this place..."

Rosie Tangletop: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

"The exit's that way..." Rosie squeaks, pointing back the way they came. "What's through the tube?"

"Hail and well met, fellow explorers! I am Lovissa, of the line of Halenbane! Daughter of Mergerice, and Granddaughter of Abrenica and Ferdinand! Famous Pathfinders, all!" She gives them a nod. "I am a wanderer at heart, and explorer! A discoverer of history, both epic and small! My deeds are many and my legend is great! You may have heard the songs they sing of me in Absalom's bars. I am the saviour of Janira Gavix, Balenor Forsend, Amara Li, and Iko Tsuneo, Slayer of the Minotaur of the Kortos Caverns, Hero of Diobel, Investigator for the city of Ridonport, as well as it's Hero and Saviour, Victor of the Battle of Arnisant House, and Honoured Patron of Arnisant House Museum! I am chronicler of the Battle of Dehu Inu, imprisoner of the shadow demon Camazotz, Honourary Sister of the Ekujae, forger of an alliance between the Lantern Lodge and the Way of the Kirin, Liberator of the Magnifiecent Guardian and Ancient Consciousness: Glorymane, and befriender of the sewer beast Togg!" She grins, posing triumphantly. "Tell me! Who are you? I would hear YOUR legend!"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

She waits to see if these totally legitimate fellows properly identify themselves.

The men nod at Rosie and Lovissa, clearly in awe of (or at least dizzied by) the Ulfen occultist's accomplishments...one of 'em replies.

"Ummm...very impressive. We're just run of the mill explorers...we don't really know what lies beyond the pipe...when confronted with that beast, we ran this way and into the pipe to hide from it as the beast was too big to fit in the pipe...

"We'll be leaving now so you can be on your way as well..."

Suddenly, you see the eyes on the rat statue glow red followed by screeching that not all of you understand...

The two strangers, whose nerves are already frayed, panic upon seeing and hearing the statue. One of the men yells, "Treachery...you're in league with the wererats!" They draw their weapons with ill intent, menace in their eyes...

COMBAT!

ROUND 1 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa
?
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Strangers

The men nod at Rosie and Lovissa, clearly in awe of (or at least dizzied by) the Ulfen occultist's accomplishments...one of 'em replies.

"Ummm...very impressive. We're just run of the mill explorers...we don't really know what lies beyond the pipe...when confronted with that beast, we ran this way and into the pipe to hide from it as the beast was too big to fit in the pipe...

"We'll be leaving now so you can be on your way as well..."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

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As the men draw their blades Toban holds his glaive out to keep them back. "We're not in league with any wererats! Maybe you should just be on your way, now."

Intimidate to Demoralize Red: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

The man in red visibly cowers at Toban's intimidating display...

COMBAT!

ROUND 1 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa
?
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Red Stranger (shaken)
Yellow Stranger

Slide 2

Lovissa follows Toban's lead, attempting to cow these fools into fleeing before she was forced to skewer them.

"You DARE draw steel on me? ME? HA!" she draws her longsword and holds it out. "If death is what you desire you shall have it, fools! But none shall say Lovissa of the line of Halenbane did not give you a chance to live. RUN if you desire your lives!"

Intimidate to Demoralize Yellow: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 (Or (just in case) +1 higher vs. lycanthropes).

Unfortunately, her boasting isn't nearly as scary as the little gnomes.

The stranger in yellow stands firm in the face of Lovissa's discourse, while the man in red continues to shake...

Bolt: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Damage: 1d4 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + (2) = 5

WHSSSST...THUNK!

A solitary bolt comes blazing out of seemingly nowhere and strikes Lovissa on the upper part of her left leg...the intrepid lady can only tell the bolt came from the east and not from the two men in front of her...

COMBAT!

ROUND 1 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa (-5)
?
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Red Stranger (shaken)
Yellow Stranger

Slide 2

Knowing that the two men didn't threaten everyone...Cerryl quickly draws his wand of Sleep out and says the trigger word while pointing it at them.

Did anyone see where that bolt came from?

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

The red stranger drops immediately and begins to sleep...the other shakes his head slightly but stands firm...

Being in the back of the pack, Cerryl cannot discern where the bolt came from...

COMBAT!

ROUND 1 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa (-5)
?
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Red Stranger (shaken, sleeping)
Yellow Stranger

Combat Map (Slide 2)

"Yikes! Not a pretty picture!" Jastrokan exclaims. He walks across the water with his rubber boots and up onto the other side of the tunnel, then down towards the sleeping man. "Excuse me, pardon me, coming through. I want to see where that bolt came from before we all get shot!"

Double move

"Eek! I'm scared!"

Rosie quickly follows her brother and looks around for wherever the bolt came from.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

The man in yellow yells, "Wake up, Pellus!" and moves to protect his sleeping friend, bringing up his quarterstaff and swinging it at Jastrokan…

Staff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

...but he whiffs as the gnome is easily able to duck under the attack...

Rosie bravely follows her brother but is unable to detect the source of the bolt...

COMBAT!

ROUND 2 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa (-5)
?
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Red Stranger (shaken, sleeping)
Yellow Stranger

Combat Map (Slide 2)

"Hey! That's my brother!" Toban exclaims. He steps forward and swings his glaive at the man who dared tried to club his brother!

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Incensed, Toban strides forward and swings clumsily at the offending man...but, in this instance at least, the Gnome inquisitor's intimidation effort proves better than his martial prowess...

COMBAT!

ROUND 2 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa (-5)
?
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Red Stranger (shaken, sleeping)
Yellow Stranger

Combat Map (Slide 2)

"So be it!" Lovissa strides forward and swings her longsword at the yellow enemy who tried to bludgeon Jastrokan.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Lovissa cuts to the chase, moving straight at the stranger, swinging her sword and smiting him with a mighty blow to his side...the blade cuts deeply, and the man drops his weapon and falls to his knees, crying out, "Enough, enough! I surrender!"

Bolt: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Another bolt comes from the east, passing over Lovissa's head and clanking against the sewer walls...

However, this time, all of the party sees the culprit, a gremlin looking creature...

COMBAT!

ROUND 2 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa (-5)
Gremlin?
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Red Stranger (shaken, sleeping)
Yellow Stranger (-11)

Combat Map (Slide 2)

"I accept your surrender," Toban tells the man. "May Shelyn forgive you."

Knowledge Dungeoneering: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 2 = 10

Moving forward behind Lovissa; Cerryl sees the true enemy and points a finger at it while barking a quick word.

Knowledge(Dungeoneering): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

Force Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Wow those rolls.

Wow! Back-to-back failed DC11s with high mods, never seen that before. No worries though, at least it didn't come on a crucial save or the like...

Toban and Cerryl eye the creature but are stupefied as to what it is. Cerryl shrugs and then casts a missile that strikes it in the shoulder, causing it let out an "Eek!"

COMBAT!

ROUND 2 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa (-5)
Gremlin? (-2)
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Red Stranger (shaken, sleeping)
Yellow Stranger (-11)

Combat Map (Slide 2)

Jastrokan pulls out a paint brush and starts to paint a picture in the air. As he moves the brush around magical lines of colour appear for a moment, then vanish. "What a striking scene! First we add a few strokes here, and some colour over here, red for blood of course, and brown for walls. A little dot here... Oh, yes, it looks good now. And here's our heroes, strong and fierce! A little extra in the muscles, I think.... yes! It's a masterpiece!"

For some reason Jastrokan's magical painting makes everyone feel a bit stronger! How inspiring!

Raging song: Controlled Inspired Rage! Everyone gets +2 Strength!

Rosie scurries forward and tosses a rock at the gremlin, lobbing it over the statue!

Ranged Attack (I have throw anything): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 1 = 10
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 = 7

Or do you want a d3 for my big rock?
Bludgeoning Damage: 1d3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 2 + 1 = 6

But she misses!

Jastrokan inspires the party, strengthening his companions literally. Rosie picks up and heaves a rock at their foe; the rock goes straight at the creature, but hits the arm of the statue which deflects it just enough to miss...

The dude in red rustles slightly, "Zzzzz," while his colleague, spooked by the gremlin-looking creature, murmurs, "Forget this!"; he rises and runs off to the west...

Everyone except Cerryl may make an AoO against yellow, if you wish...

COMBAT!

ROUND 3 - The bold may act!

Toban
Lovissa (-5)
Gremlin? (-2)
Jastrokan
Rosie
Cerryl
Red Stranger (shaken, sleeping)
Yellow Stranger (-11)

Combat Map (Slide 2)

Lovissa lets the man flee and closes with the gremlin, swinging her longsword at it.

Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 1 = 24
Magic Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 = 7

Lovissa bears down on the gremlin-thingy and, with one powerful blow, the creature's evil grin lets out a shortened, "Yelp!" as it's cut down, dropping limply by the statue...

The man in yellow disappears down the sewer tunnel as the one in red still sleeps deeply...

COMBAT over! Pathfinders victorious!

"Hey!" Toban calls out to the man who runs away, "You're forgetting your friend!"

Toban heads over to inspect the strange creature...

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13

The man in yellow disappears into darkness, oblivious of his friend who is still fast asleep...

Toban doesn't notice much about the creature, other than it does resemble what most folklore refers to as a gremlin; however, he does see that almost every brick around the shrine has scratch marks...

Rosie very quietly robs the sleeping man, taking everything he has that is valuable.

”Okay I’ll forget.”

Jastrokan moves over to the shrine and looks at it.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Sneaky Rosie finds the following items on the sleeping man: acid flask, potion of cure light wounds, studded leather, masterwork quarterstaff, two daggers and a single gold piece...

Jastrokan looks over the statue and the scratches, but doesn't recall anything familiar about them...

Watching the one guy flee Cerryl just appears to shrug his shoulders before moving up with the rest of the group after Lovissa nearly cuts the little goblin in two.

Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24
Knowledge (religion): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20 Not sure we ever determined if we knew what this shrine was too...can also roll a planes or nature if either are more worthwhile.

Hmm...seem to remember something about were-rats scratching up their territory to signify the boundaries and strength of a clan...though that thing over there is something other than a were-rat so not sure how that impacts this observation.

Walking a little closer to the wall Cerryl stops while running his hands over a few of the scratches.

These appear fresher and seem to be covering the words "pipe"...and..."plant growth"

Scratching his own head.

Anyone know any significance for that maybe...Oh...and while I'm thinking about it.

Cerrly then walks towards the middle of the room before casting a quick Detect Magic.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

When your done with him Rosie do you mind waking him up and sending him on his way...he probably wants to join his friend.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

"Hmmm... Strange little creature."

He examines the statue, scratched wall, and pipe, curious if there's any magical auras around.

Detect magic

When he's done he goes over to the sleeping man and shakes him awake. "Hey! Your friend ran off. You alright?" After the man answers Toban asks, "You falsely accused us of being in league with wererats. Why? Who are they? What do you know about them?"

Cerryl and Toban detect no magic in the area (other than the magical items that some of the party carries)…

The man awakens and cowers from Toban's questions. He stammers, "I know not much...was told the area with the rat statue was a haven for wererats...but we didn't see any...suppose to make a drop west of here...I've told you all I know...let me get outta here!"

"Make a drop? Drop what? What are you supposed to deliver?"