Vanyan casts Produce Flame and tosses it at the muck/fountain.
”Maybe this will burn it away.”
"It's evil whatever it is. Vanyan, is it magical? I worry that we'll just end up with flaming evil..."
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The fountain's murky water and rotting mud sizzles and pops as the small ball of fire spatters across it's surface. Vanyan soon feels the seething aura of malicious violence emanating from within. A crimson spectral creature emerges from the fountain! It drips with blood, its skeletal face contorted with malice.
Aishe (46/46; Misfortune Curse)
Tessenarin (45/45)
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Undead
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Atium (72/86; Raging 86/100; Barkskin +3; MCaE)
Vanyan (38/45; 1 str drain)
Vinas (73/73; Barkskin +3)
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Round: 1
Conditions = cursed (-4 on d20s, crits confirm)
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron Bolts = 4/15
Silver Blanch, Cold Iron Bolts = 5/5
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +7/+2, Dex +5, Masterwork +1, (Deadly Aim -2, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, (Deadly Aim +4)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +7/+2 Damage: +0
Grit = 4/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 1/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Aishe sees the creature rise up, and worries a bit about what it can do. With an open shot, he takes full advantage.
(PB, curse) (PB)
(PB, curse) (PB)
(PB, curse) (PB)
(PB, curse) (PB)
He smiles grimly at the effect of his attacks.
Know (Religion)
Vanyan eyes the undead warily and will share what he thinks with others.
Tessenarin also tries to figure out what the creature is.
He then starts to sing and takes a shot at the createure.
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This creature is a polong. Polongs are the spirits of murderers who have been magically bound to a bottle. Whoever possesses a polong’s bottle can command the creature to carry out murderous acts. If its bottle is destroyed, it is weakened until another can be crafted. A polong's touch delivers terrible bleeding wounds.
Tessenarin begins to sing causing everyones weapons to glow. Aishe's just in time. Just as his bolts begin to pass through the incorporeal creature they damage it thanks to the song's effect.
A seething murderous intent emanates from the Polong.
With a scream the Polong flies directly for Vinas, it's hands creasing through his armor like the wind.
+ Terrible Wounds[/ooc]
Terrible gashes opena ll over Vinas' body where the creature touches.
Aishe (46/46; Misfortune Curse)
Tessenarin (45/45)
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Polong (-37)
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Atium (72/86; Raging 86/100; Barkskin +3; MCaE)
Vanyan (38/45; 1 str drain)
Vinas (34/73; Barkskin +3; 3 Bleed)
Round: 2
Conditions = cursed (-4 on d20s, crits confirm), song, demoralized, ranger focus (swamp thing)
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron Bolts = 1/15
Silver Blanch, Cold Iron Bolts = 5/5
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +7/+2, Dex +5, Masterwork +1, (Deadly Aim -2, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, (Deadly Aim +4)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +7/+2 Damage: +0
Grit = 4/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 0/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Aishe 5’ steps and focuses on his foe (+2 att/dam/some skills) and sends another volley, though he doesn’t deadly aim as he’s trying to score a hit.
(PB, song, focus, curse, demoralized) (PB, song, focus)
(PB, song, focus, curse, demoralized) (PB, song, focus)
(PB, song, focus, curse, demoralized) (PB, song, focus)
Sadly his bolts fly every which way as his hands shake from his unease. "Ah. Oh."
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"You'll not sectumsempra me!"
He then fights through the blood and wounds!
for
for
It's obvious that Vinas has chosen offense over his health. He'll not survive another round of that.
Round 1
Shaken, and only mostly stirred, Vanyan moves to get a clear shot with his tiny ball of fire.
touch to hit;
fire damage
+6 ranged touch
[ dice]1d20+4[/dice] vs. DC10 to aid
hp: 41/45
AC: 16/14/12
Saves: F5/R6/W10
Broken Lightbox: 0/1 used
PoP 2: 0/1 used
PoP 1: 0/1 used
GlitterYourFace: 0/2 used
Extend Metamagic: 2/3 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/7 used
Staff of Courage: 6/10 charges left
Bless (1 charge)
Remove fear (1 charge)
Prayer (2 charges)
Remove paralysis (2 charges)
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Vanyan's ball of fire splashes out against the stone fountain, burning away the mildew. Vinas holds himself together as the blood fills his armor. His blade wounding the undead murderer further while only a single one of Aishe's bolts manages to come close.
Aishe (46/46; Misfortune Curse)
Tessenarin (45/45)
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Polong (-60)
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Atium (72/86; Raging 86/100; Barkskin +3; MCaE)
Vanyan (38/45; 1 str drain)
Vinas (34/73; Barkskin +3; 3 Bleed)
Tessenarin stops singing and then starts again, but with a different tune. But one you've heard before.
He then fires an arrow.
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Atium leaps in with his hammer, missing his incorporeal foe while Tessenarin changes up his song to make everyone's weapons more effective, his arrow missing.
The undead passes it's bloddy arms through Vinas' armor once more, tearing into his chest.
Aishe (46/46; Misfortune Curse)
Tessenarin (45/45)
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Polong (-60)
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Atium (72/86; Raging 86/100; Barkskin +3; MCaE)
Vanyan (38/45; 1 str drain)
Vinas (10/73; Barkskin +3; Bleed)
Round 2
Shaken, and only mostly stirred, Vanyan takes a clear shot with his tiny ball of fire.
touch to hit;
fire damage
+6 ranged touch
[ dice]1d20+4[/dice] vs. DC10 to aid
hp: 41/45
AC: 16/14/12
Saves: F5/R6/W10
Broken Lightbox: 0/1 used
PoP 2: 0/1 used
PoP 1: 0/1 used
GlitterYourFace: 0/2 used
Extend Metamagic: 2/3 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/7 used
Staff of Courage: 6/10 charges left
Bless (1 charge)
Remove fear (1 charge)
Prayer (2 charges)
Remove paralysis (2 charges)
Round: 3
Conditions = cursed (-4 on d20s, crits confirm), song, demoralized, ranger focus (swamp thing)
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron Bolts = 0/15 (3 misses)
Silver Blanch, Cold Iron Bolts = 3/5
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +7/+2, Dex +5, Masterwork +1, (Deadly Aim -2, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, (Deadly Aim +4)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +7/+2 Damage: +0
Grit = 3/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 0/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Keeping deadly aim off so he can hit, he fires another volley, dipping into his reserves. To help reinforce his weak shot, he prays to Abadar to guide his hand on the last attack.*
(PB, focus, curse, demoralize) (PB, song, focus)
(PB, focus, curse, demoralize) (PB, song, focus)
(PB, focus, curse, demoralize) (PB, song, focus)
With a quick prayer and a hope of worthiness, Vinas stands his ground:
And then he swings in his characteristic X pattern:
for
for
Atium jumps at the semi-real creature. with nothing in his hands.
Shakra Turtle! And his hands and snap on his mouth.
claw Improved Nat attack feat.
claw Improved Nat attack feat.
bite
confirm crit roll
claw
You spring from a fountain! I will smash you! I will smash that fountain to rid this place of you.
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Atium and Vinas' weapon decimate the Polong thanks to Tessenarin's new song. The taint from the fountain looks to have been lifted, though it will take some time to recover without a bit of outside assistance.
Aishe (46/46; Misfortune Curse)
Tessenarin (45/45)
Atium (72/86; Raging 86/100; Barkskin +3; MCaE)
Vanyan (38/45; 1 str drain)
Vinas (24/73; Barkskin +3)
"I.... I don't feel so good." Before turning to other means, Vinas spends several moments healing his own wounds: "We should still check the fountain. I don't mind."
Conditions = cursed (-4 on d20s, crits confirm)
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron Bolts = 3/15
Silver Blanch, Cold Iron Bolts = 5/5
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +7/+2, Dex +5, Masterwork +1, (Deadly Aim -2, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, (Deadly Aim +4)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +7/+2 Damage: +0
Grit = 4/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 0/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Aishe smiles at their success and carefully picks up his missed shots.
”Boy, that was tough.” He looks to the southern doors, ”I’ve one more room in me I suppose, but then I’ll be out of quarrels.”
He'll check out the fountain as well.
(curse)
Then he waits for the others to be healed/ready, and lines up by the door.
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Vinas can't find much in the muck but Aishe locates the bottle belonging to the Polong. There is little else in the muck that can be found as it is just to filthy.
Aishe (46/46; Misfortune Curse)
Tessenarin (45/45)
Atium (72/86; Raging 86/100; Barkskin +3; MCaE)
Vanyan (38/45; 1 str drain)
Vinas (65/73; Barkskin +3)
Vanyan looks at the bottle that Aishe brings up.
"Yeah, I wouldn't touch that bottle Aishe," Vanyan blanches back from the watery glass casket. "Hey Wank? You got some energy for smashing? Why don't you take your hammer to this here bottle? Smash it real good."
After the bottle is smashed, he lines up by the south door, hoping to finish clearing out the evil from this place.
While still raging, he smashes this bottle with the magically augmented adamantine warhammer. First unleashing it from his back, and putting it into his strong and rigid fingers. Bringing it down upon the bottle.
Glad I didn't need to destroy a fountain. I want people to be able to return to this place of holy words.
"I apologize for not realizing sooner that we needed different magic to fully affect that thing. I will endeavor not to make that same mistake in the future. Vinas, do you wish to continue?"
"Yes. I'm ready. Let's see this through."
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This long hallway has doors to the east and west, as well as a large double door in the northern wall. The walls are painted with murals of doves in flight, with an especially large dove illustrated above the double door, its eyes and beak recently smeared with red. Flakes of paint litter the floor where it seems like someone tried to scrape away the murals, but without much success.
"What do these mural represent or symbolize Vanyan?"
Vanyan sighs, wondering how much longer they will be stuck inside this dreadful place. He so misses the sun on his face, the fresh air, maybe some bird song... how easy it is to take all of this for granted. Now, he's stuck inside here with a bunch of wacky roommates. Now, he's truly grateful for his companions' skills, but a chance of scenery would be nice. Maybe, after they are done exploring this hostile area, they'll be able to move on to something more pleasant. Yeah, right.
He turns to Vinas, nods, then faces the wall. Trying to banish the gloomy thoughts from his mind and instead focusing on the murals.
Know (religion)
Aishe moves carefully into the room following the others. He keeps his crossbow handy as he waits for knowledge from the knowledgeable.
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The images of Sarenrae’s holy animal, the dove, were meant to remind the priests of their duty to peace. The Whispering Way cultists have attempted to deface these murals but gave up after it proved to be too much work, and instead just used actual blood to make the largest dove look sinister.
Vinas peers into the rooms to the west.
Scriptorium Shelves for dozens of scrolls stand against the western and southeastern walls of this irregularly shaped room, but they are empty. Two sturdy wooden tables stand between them, each with a high-backed wooden chair. Each table holds several dry inkpots, broken quills, and torn scraps of vellum.
A large black velvet cloth wrapped around a blood-stained wooden plate and a copy of Serving Your Hunger, Urgathoa’s horrid holy text and cookbook rests on the scroll table.
Lastly tattered priestly vestments hang in a series of wardrobe-sized cubicles on the northern wall of this room. Most of the floor space is occupied by several rumpled pallets. Scraps of food have been tossed into a wooden crate in the corner of the room, which buzzes with flies.
Perception
Vanyan follows other in, trying to see what might be redeemed from this once holy place.
"Look at this s+~*e book," Vanyan refers to the book of Urgathoa. He thumbs through a few pages, a look of disgust on his face. "Wank? You have another good smash in you? Or a good s%*%? Either one would work for this book, I should think."
Atium brings about the warhammer. He pulls out one of the oils of Magic Weapon, slathers it on his Warhammer
What works once should work again! It'll be my pleasure Twink to smash this to bits.
He bashes this thing.
I know some of you like books and stuff, but nothing beats a good bard or storyteller.
He points his warhammer at Tessenarin and gives a nod of "that's what I'm talking about" level of approval.
Who needs books. We got Tessenarin.
Tessenarin laughs in spite of himself at Atium and chuckles a "Thank you"
"I would agree that book should have been destroyed. Sheyln would approve."
Aishe follows the others and also looks around before departing.
He eventually trails off after the others, toward the next chamber. He raises his crossbow, and waits for Atium to open the door.
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Atium's hammer smashes into the book like a press. The compacted pages split and go spilling out of the sides. Finding little else in these side chambers Atium heads to the opposing end of this Cathedral.
This room has several open cubicles against the northern wall, but all bear deep gouges and scratches, and most of the interior partitions have been smashed to splinters. Smears of mud on the floor form a trail between the southwestern door and the door in the southern wall, which has a wooden bar hastily nailed across it.
+1 if tracking
"Careful now. This is recent damage."
Aishe keeps his crossbow high. When Atium and others have entered, he'll follow, keeping his view on the following door - expecting something to burst through at any moment.
Vinas looks down at Aishe's point. "Great."
Vanyan keeps his eyes open as he walk around.
Perception
”Okay, recent violence...but with whom and between what and what?” Vanyan shakes his head, wondering who or what would have been fighting here.
He readies his staff depending on what happens when the door is opened.
Well, I'll go first. If there's recent violence...that's my specialty.
Atium advances around the corner and into the last room. Ready for anything.
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Listening at the door Vanyan hears the unusual snuffling sound of a wild creature within.
Atium grabs ahold of the nailed board and gives it the old heave-ho a couple times before it tears free. Tossing the board to the side of the room he opens the door.
A low, L-shaped bookcase occupies the western corner of this room, and a small end table next to the room’s only door bears a broken clay sundial. An oaken desk occupies the southern portion of the chamber, with a high-backed chair behind it and two cushioned chairs in front. The desk is covered in claw marks and the stuffing has been ripped out of the cushioned chairs.
An enormous, mutated dire bear looms over you. It looks gaunt, and its fur is coming off in patches. It bellows in fury and moves to attack!
Aishe (46/46; Misfortune Curse)
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Mutated Dire Bear
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Vinas (65/73; Barkskin +3)
Vanyan (38/45; 1 str drain)
Atium (72/86; Raging 86/100; Barkskin +3; MCaE)
Tessenarin (45/45)
Round: 1
Conditions = cursed (-4 on d20s, crits confirm)
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron Bolts = 3/15
Silver Blanch, Cold Iron Bolts = 5/5
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +7/+2, Dex +5, Masterwork +1, (Deadly Aim -2, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, (Deadly Aim +4)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +7/+2 Damage: +0
Grit = 3/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 0/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Having no shot at whatever lies within, Aishe inquires, ”What do you see?” has he holds his crossbow level.
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Aishe holds back, preparing his crossbow as the mutated bear pounces on Atium.
A large clawed paw swipes at the doorway, tearing through the wood and Atium's ribs.
Aishe (46/46; Misfortune Curse)
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Mutated Dire Bear
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Vinas (65/73; Barkskin +3)
Vanyan (38/45; 1 str drain)
Atium (63/86; Raging 77/100; Barkskin +3; MCaE)
Tessenarin (45/45)
"Atium! Move, I can't get to it!"
Round 1
Vanyan moves over to see the bear and realizing that it truly *is* a big ass bear, hastily shuffles some magic dust from his lightbox and tosses it at the bear.
+6 ranged touch
[ dice]1d20+4[/dice] vs. DC10 to aid
hp: 41/45
AC: 16/14/12
Saves: F5/R6/W10
Broken Lightbox: 0/1 used
PoP 2: 0/1 used
PoP 1: 0/1 used
GlitterYourFace: 0/2 used
Extend Metamagic: 2/3 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/7 used
Staff of Courage: 6/10 charges left
Bless (1 charge)
Remove fear (1 charge)
Prayer (2 charges)
Remove paralysis (2 charges)
Tessenarin starts to sing and nocks an arrow in case someone lets the bear out through the door
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Round: 2
Conditions = cursed (-4 on d20s, crits confirm)
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Cold Iron Bolts = 3/15
Silver Blanch, Cold Iron Bolts = 5/5
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +7/+2, Dex +5, Masterwork +1, (Deadly Aim -2, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, (Deadly Aim +4)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +7/+2 Damage: +0
Grit = 3/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 0/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Aishe continues to also wait on Atium...