Hmm's Against the Aeon Throne -- The Adventures of The Teapot!

Game Master Hmm

Spec attempts to feint the Blue Cadet, but he looks so puffed up and adorable that his attempt fails. Minos releases the crazed hobgar on the Blue Azlanti cadet and lobs a bolt of acid at the Red cadet which just barely misses.

Rush shoots the Blue Cadet, and then Wint whacks the Cadet expertly in the knee!

Prosper provides fire support on Red, and Dalinar taunts the Master of Arms! Meanwhile, Pon shoots Red with a well-aimed shot!

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

With a hotgar on one side of him, and Wint on the other, Blue lashes out at the skittermander. "Fine, we are DONE playing. Die already, furry... whatever you are, and then i'll take care of the monkey!!"

Standard Taclash: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Slashing Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Olajra's nostrils flare, and he takes a deep breath. "पीछे हटना। मैं इस आधी नस्ल से खुद ही निपट लूंगा!"

Red snaps his taclash one last time at Dalinar...

Standard Taclash: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Slashing Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

...and dutifully steps back.

Olajra comes forward, and casts a spell that doesn't cause an attack of opportunity as he pulls a ceremonial looking longsword out of its scabbard. The sword wails, singing through the air as Olajra viciously slashes at Dalinar...

Wailing Blade, Shaken, Jolting Surge: 1d20 + 5 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 - 2 + 2 = 6
Sonic & Slashing Damage, Shaken: 1d6 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 3 - 2 = 2
Jolting Surge Electric Damage: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 5, 2, 4) = 12

...but at the last minute the Arms Master's hands tremble and his swing goes wide. "That was a warning slash. The next one will be for real!"

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 3
Active conditions: None

Pon
Wint (-16)
Prosper
Rush (-5)
Dalinar (-16)
Minos

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Red (-15)
Blue (-15, cover)
Master of Arms Olajra (shaken)

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Spec

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Spec, intent on helping clear the clutter heading into the brig, trundles up through the door, turns to the side and immediately squacks in alarm at seeing the full-grown Master at Arms. He loses track of what he was going to do and reflexively reaches out to poke at the seasoned Azlanti mind.

Mind Thrust: Will Save 14
Psychic Damage: 2d10 ⇒ (9, 9) = 18

Shaken Will Save: 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 2 = 6

Olajra's eyes widen in shock as Spec hits him with a barrage of images and memories of those he loves. Spec puts everything into it, including his searing feeling of loss for his star, his world, his people. When Spec is done, there is fine trail of blood dripping from the Master of Arms ears, but the Olajra is still standing.

"Your people..." Olajra snarls. "When I get back, I will be sure to pluck several. I could use a few good down pillows..."

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 3
Active conditions: None

Pon
Wint (-16)
Prosper
Rush (-5)
Dalinar (-16)
Minos

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Red (-15)
Blue (-15, cover)
Master of Arms Olajra (shaken, -18)

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Spec

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"How kind of you," Dalinar replies, oozing sarcasm. He returns in kind with his own ceremonial looking sword.

Attack vs Kac: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
Fire Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

"I am a Skittermander and I am your doom"

"I HAVE to get a voice modulator or something. I just don't sound very scary"

With two of his arms Wint pulls down one of the mats, using it to briefly hide his position as he then whacks the rude Azlanti

stealth for trick attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14
tactical baton (KAC): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
for bashing: 1d4 ⇒ 1 plus trick attack: 1d4 ⇒ 1

four dice rolled, all ones. Who hacked paizo? And WHY?

He then whispers
"Or, perhaps, you are mine"

Pew: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Pew: 2d8 ⇒ (2, 3) = 5

Pon, now with the true target in sight, takes a moment to aim and fires at Olajra.

Both Dalinar follows up with a flaming slice of his own, while Pon shoots at the Master of Arms, who is seriously reconsidering his brash decision to expose himself like this.

Meanwhile, although Wint's fierceness has not abated, his wounds are taking its toll on his fighting capacity. He misses against the Blue Cadet.

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 3
Active conditions: None

Pon
Wint (-16)
Prosper
Rush (-5)
Dalinar (-16)
Minos

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Red (-15)
Blue (-15, cover)
Master of Arms Olajra (shaken, -30)

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Spec

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Prosper levels his flare rifle at the cruel azlanti leader. "What makes you think you're getting back anywhere, you crazy guy? We're gonna stop you right here!" And he fires another distracting flare right past his head.

He looks to his allies "Let's finish him!"
Get 'Em on Olajra

Fire Support vs. Green, DC15: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 (If successful, next ally to attack foe gets a +2 circumstance bonus on attack roll; Next ally that foe attacks gets a +2 circumstance bonus to AC for that one attack)

The hobgar continues to flurry on the cadet

hobgar bite attack, flank: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 1 + 2 = 21
hobgar bite damage: 1d4 ⇒ 2

It screeches as it lays its teeth in the cadet then disappears

Minos send an electrical bolt at Olajra

Energy Ray Attack, Get em: 1d20 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 2 + 1 = 19
Energy Ray Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 3 E

Rush takes a guarded step forward and shoots again at the blue one.
Pew Pew: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Prosper rallies the troops to finish off Olajra, and inspired by this, Minos hits the commander with an electrical ray right in the eye.

Bzzzzzzzzt!

Olajra falls!

"Ooooooooga Chaka!"

In the meantime, Rush misses on his shot on Blue, but the hobgar on Blue's helmet gets one last chew in, and then disappears!

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Blue Taclash vs Wint: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Slashing Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Distracted by the hobgar temporarily pulling his helmet askew, Blue misses the skittermander. "I hate these native animals!"

Meanwhile Red glares at Dalinar. "How dare you kill Olajra! You are not worthy to have his blood on your blade!"

Red Taclash vs Dalinar: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
Slashing Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 4
Active conditions: None

Pon
Wint (-16)
Prosper
Rush (-5)
Dalinar (-23)
Minos

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Red (-15)
Blue (-17, cover)
Master of Arms Olajra (DEAD)

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Spec

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Once again, Rush takes another shot at the blue Azlanti.
Attack Roll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Rush's shot harmlessly pings into the stacked-up barricade of gym mats. The Blue Azlanti as a free action calls out, "You call that a shot, shrimp? You should practice dousing yourself with a butter garlic sauce, because my empire will eat your people ALIVE!"

Spec replies quickly to Blue

"You're .... butter.. garlic ...sauce.."
Hoping that his lack of witty comebacks will throw off Blue

Clever Feint
Bluff: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 2 + (6) = 18 {If successful, opponent is flat footed to everyone until the end of Spec's next turn}

"A butter garlic sauce? Are you CRAZY??? CLEARLY, if you wanted to cook a Wrikreechee one should use a tomato based sauce with some parsley and some good Diljonit mustard with only a HINT of Garlic. Only an absolute MORON would use butter. You, sir, have absolutely no couth!"

Not for a moment does it occur to him that it might be inappropriate to discuss the best way of cooking a team mate in the middle of combat

His arms waving in an agitated fashion at such RIDICULOUS culinary ideas, he more or less accidentally hides his baton but also, unfortunately, is so distracted that he just jabs the Azlanti inappropriately rather than firmly whacking him

stealth for trick attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (12) + 13 = 25
tactical baton (KAC): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
for bashing: 1d4 ⇒ 2 plus trick attack: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Blue uses another free action to give Spec a raised eyebrow. "Seriously? This is what I have to work with?"

He's feinted!

As Wint pokes Blue inappropriately, and spouts recipe critiques, Blue looks down. "Aaagh! Don't get saucy with me!"

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 4
Active conditions: None

Pon
Wint (-16)
Prosper
Rush (-5)
Dalinar (-23)
Minos

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Red (-15)
Blue (-17, cover)
Master of Arms Olajra (DEAD)

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Spec

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"I'm not worthy?! None of you imperialist scum are worthy of having your blood sully my blade!" Dalinar did not like that comment to say the least. He moves towards the soldier and swings at him.

Attack vs KAC: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Fire Damage: 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

guarded step.

Minos shakes his heads as he lobs a firey bolt over towards blue.

Energy Ray, Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Fire Damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

"No sauce needed. Lightly seasoned and just grill them"

Botting Prosper.

Prosper tries to distract the blue azlanti.

Fire Support vs. DC15: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19 (If successful, next ally to attack foe gets a +2 circumstance bonus on attack roll; Next ally that foe attacks gets a +2 circumstance bonus to AC for that one attack)

Thanks for the bot.

"Uh, guys, did I just join a group of cannibals? You're kidding right?" Prosper follows up by pointing out that red has the same flimsy armor plating around the midsection.

Get 'em on Red

Rush replies to the Azlanti, "I feast on your kin.. Give bones to Corpse Fleet.."

Dalinar, filled with rage, misses Red, but moves right up to him. As he does so, something odd happens. Dalinar feels one of his wounds heal. Then he hears a grunt from the cell. Dalinar sees Madelon stauch an identical wound that just appeared on his body. You suddenly understand why the lashunta is by far the most battered prisoner in the cell.

A telepathic voice sounds in Dalinar's head. It's not much, but I'll help where I can, boy.

Three of your hitpoints heal through a life link that has been placed on you.

Meanwhile, Minos's energy ray does hit Blue... The senior cadet wobbles as it hits, having to prop himself up against the barricade of gym mats.

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Amazingly, both Senior Cadets are still alive after this cross-cultural conversation on cannibalism and cuisine. These are feistier Azlanti than you have formerly known.

"Tomatoes on Shrimp? You are barbaric!"

Blue Taclash on Wint: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Slashing Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Red looks Dalinar in the eyes. "For the EMPIRE!"

Red Taclash on Dalinar: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Slashing Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

After the healing, that's six damage.

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 5
Active conditions: None

Pon
Wint (-16)
Prosper
Rush (-5)
Dalinar (-29)
Minos

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Red (-15, Get 'Em)
Blue (-17, harrying bonus, cover)
Master of Arms Olajra (DEAD)

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Spec

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"First, he is NOT a shrimp. He is a Wrikreechee. Which is much closer to a lobster than a shrimp!!. Hence, the tomato sauce!. Don't you know ANYTHING?"

stealth for trick attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30
tactical baton (KAC): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
for bashing: 1d4 ⇒ 3 plus trick attack: 1d4 ⇒ 2

Wint is, unfortunately, far too busy educating the Azlanti in the fine art of cuisine to concentrate well on actually KILLING him.

"Look, lets call this fight. Surrender. And I can then show you how much better a lobster tastes in a tomato sauce than in a garlic butter sauce? Ok? We can't actually use Rush, he's not dead!"

After hitting the cadet with the ray, he holds up at piece of fruit at the cadets. "Don't make get another Hogbar!"

Intimidate: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (18) + 0 = 18

Spec slides 5' to his left, raises his pilfered Azlanti rifle, and snaps a shot off at the indignant Red

Pacify!: 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 + 1 = 17
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Wint continues his culinary lessons to the Blue Azlanti soldier. Minos intimidates the Azlanti by holding up fruit.

Really, this is a group that totally DESERVES an azlanti opera-singing chef-robot.

Spec pacifies the annoying Red azlanti by shooting its head off.

★ --- ★ --- ★ --- ★

Round 5
Active conditions: None

Pon
Wint (-16)
Prosper
Rush (-5)
Dalinar (-29)
Minos

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Red (-15, Get 'Em)
Blue (-17, harrying bonus, cover)
Master of Arms Olajra (DEAD)

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Spec

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Rush moves to the opposite side of the cover the Dead Man Walking Azlanti has, rifle at the ready, and eyes burning with hatred.

Attack Roll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

BANG!

Rush rids the Garrison of the final Azlanti soldier. What do you do now?

COMBAT OVER

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Before anyone approaches the bars, Madelon points to them saying, "Don't touch! They'll give you a nasty shock!"

Then one of the women looks up at you. "Think you can get us out of here?"

"Wait, he can't be dead. I have to get him to admit that he was just WRONG about lobsters and tomato source."

Wint checks the Azlant to see if there are any signs of life remaining.

heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19

Totally up to you if you think it more amusing if he is dead or alive :-). I'm good either way

Rush loots any potential goods off the Azlanti, then proceeds to stab the blue Azlanti soldier in the chest, in order to make sure he doesn't suffer for what is about to happen next.

Then lifts up his body and throws it at the bars to see what happens.

As the soldier in front of him falls Dalinar clutches his side and mutters, "You poor fool." He starts to drag himself over to the final enemy just as Rush puts him down. With no more killing needed the former prince slides down a wall and sits there bleeding.

"We will get you out one way or another. I just need a moment."

BZZZZZZZZTTTT!

Electricity Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5

Thunk.

As Rush throws the body, he verifies that the bars are indeed electrified.

Pon moves over and opens the unopened door.

"Wow, Rush really doesn't like him! I wonder if he got upset by our conversation about how best to cook him? Nah, no reason that would bother him"

Pon's Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

Oops.

Pon opens the unopened door, and the whole group in Area 10 (excluding the cellblock with the prisoners) gets an immediate shock. Oh no, there was another one of these electrical traps on the door to Madelon's place, wasn't there?

ZOT!

Electric Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 2, 3) = 9

DC 13 Reflex Save for half

Apparently, Olajra took his privacy seriously!

Dal, three of that is diverted from you to Madelon.

Inside the cell block, Madelon screams "Aaaaagh!" and then crumples on the cellblock floor, panting. You okay, boy?

Reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Dalinar fries for a bit and slumps over. He groans. "I'm not dead."

reflex save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

Wint somehow deftly jumps onto the mats and totally avoids the electricity. He looks amazed that he could do that, almost as if it is the first time ever that he has managed to move so quickly

Just the three in area 10, right HMM? So us folks in area 9 are ok?

Prosper rushes over to help Dalinar and Rush, but once he reaches them, he's not able to do much more than fret. "Gosh, that fried you guys pretty bad. Ah, er, um..." He looks around the room for anything that'll help, then spots Spec over in the previous room. "Spec, do you have something? Dalinar is injured something awful."

He also looks over at Madelon and the remaining captives. "The bars are all electricky, so how do we get you guys out?" As he asks, he looks over the bars and room for a keypad, card scanner, or other authorization device.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

I need to get Prosper some healing serums. He's definitely someone who can't stand seeing an ally suffer.

Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

"Good," Pon says as he enters the new room SWAT style, scanning all parts of the room before relaxing.

Spec hears the electrical discharge, and Dalinar's accompanying groans, so immediately hurries into the room.

" Oh dear, oh dear ... what have you cake-for-brains excuses for "supremacy" done to him now?"

Spec tries to diagnose and treat Dalinar's wounds
Medicine: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
...but apparently this is much more severe than his OwlScouts training prepared him for!

So, instead the Professor digs out his last healing serum, looks at it, and shrugs "Well, this should certainly work!"
..and pours it down Dalinar's throat.
+5 HP

Reflex DC13: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Rush hisses in pain as the shock hits him. He searches around on alert for any other possible threats.
Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

The only ones affected were Pon, Dalinar, and Rush. Everyone in Room 9 was okay.

Back in the hallway, Rush's search of the Azlantis reveal some interesting equipment. In addition to the normal tactical semi-auto pistols and taclashes, there is the sopranino singing disk (with returning fusion) that Red threw in the first round of the fight, a static arc pistol and a rather ornate and beautiful looking longsword. Instead of heavy armor, Olajra wore Azlanti regimental dress. There's also some kind of augmentation in his eyes.

The sword is a wailing blade; the armor is regimental dress I, a light armor from Armory.

Pon's search reveals a tidy office that has a wide desk made of pearlescent material that's been polished to a reflective sheen. A computer sits upon the desk, but it is otherwise bare. It is on, currently, with azlanti script on the monitor. A curtained alcove stands in the northwest, and on the wall is a broken hilt -- from a blade that was clearly related to the one Olajra carried.

There is also a locked drawer.

Rush goes over most of the loot, and then looks at the blade with a fascinated interest. He rolls it around in his appendages several times, inspecting every side of it with a curious look. After a few looks, he puts it on his self over the shoulder, then takes it off before placing it at his hip.

He takes it off again, and places it on his back. Then he takes it off again and sets it on the ground, before scavenging the rest of the supplies.

The augmentation catches his interest. He holds it in front of LINGSTON.

Engineering: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31
Computers: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Rush will take the sword if no one else takes it first.

They are a pair of darkvision capacitors.

Since there is more than one person interested in that sword, I just added a broken hilt to help Dalinar 'upgrade' Stagrender.

Since Spec might be the most conversant with Azlanti systems, he trundles in to carefully take a look at the completely-not-suspiciously-left-on computer on the desk

Computers: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

@HMM: Did Prosper find any kind of controls to free the trapped colonists in this room? See my last post.

Prosper points at Olajra's armor and asks "Y'know, since Rush is ripping all this gear off people right now, anyone mind if I take the big boss' armor? I think I could pull off a fairly convincing Olajra with it..." He transforms into the azlanti and growls out an angry "I could use a few good down pillows..." while firing off finger guns.

Disguise: 1d20 + 5 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 10 = 17

Turning bright red as he catches the looks of the still-captured and injured colonists, he lowers his finger guns and adds "Uh, right, after we get you guys free." He joins Spec to see what the azlanti script on the computer is stating.

Minos lost in thought surveying the Rec room and pokes at the equipment. He then proceeds to eat the fruit he had in hand.

BZZZZZT!

The sounds of the electrical shock brings him back. "Sounds like Wint found another pressure pad"

He walks over in to the corridor and heads in to the office. He gives a look around then gives Rush and Spec a hand with the computer if it is still needed. Or directly works with the forcefield if need be

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Computers: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23
Engineering, trapsmithing kit: 1d20 + 9 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 9 + 4 = 19

"Uh, guys, is it ok if I take all this stuff? It doesn't look like anybody else wants it. If anybody else wants any of this, you can have it."

You look over at Wint, dressed in some brand new freebooter armor and waving a weapon in EVERY hand. He now has a survival knife, a tactical baton, a pulse caster pistol, a semi auto pistol, a static arc pistol, and ANOTHER semi auto pistol.

He also points to the eyes

"Uh, I HOPE somebody else wants those. I'm not sure I want to have my eyes taken out. But I thought that I should point out that I sometimes scout ahead and being able to see in the dark might be kind of useful."

During his time in the garrison, Minos collects the tools, cable, UPBs, and other more useful mechanical items. He leaves the spices and soaps for others. He packs it all tightly in his bag and is still fairly mobile.

Left unclaimed, Minos also will pick up one of the static arc pistols. He frowns a bit at it, "It will do, but I think I make it a bit more useful later"