"Yeah, that woman was a major dick. Seriously. If that's the norm, I will rethink my plans. I hope that she's an outlier."
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"Yeah, that woman was a major dick. Seriously. If that's the norm, I will rethink my plans. I hope that she's an outlier."
”Yeah, I know, right?” Vanyan agrees with Vinas agreeing with him that that lady was a total dick. ”Sorry, *Wank*, in our enlightened times, anyone can be a dick. And don’t get me wrong. Even halflings can be dicks. Male gnomes, female gnomes, everyone...they can all be dicks. Total dicks. I agree they have the right to be a dick if they want, but I don’t have to like it. And I’ll call a dick a ‘dick’ when I think they are being a dick,” Vanyan explains as best he can to the Ulfen yokel.
”I’m not saying your suspicions are wrong, *Wank*, but only that it might not be the case. She just might be a dick by nature and not because of the situation. I dunno. Let’s go see Veena.”
Atium laughs heartily.
Yes, Twink. You bring up good points. I need to broaden my thinking. You'd be a good teacher.
Atium chuckles again as the sheer volume of dick references.
Veena, Veena? What kind of accomplishments did she do?
Realizing that he just assumed Veena was a female name, he speaks up.
Wait, Wait, Wait. Before I make a *Wank* mistake I just got educated on, I'll bet any one of you 2 gold pieces that Veena's actually a guy. Any takers?
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Tall and lanky, Veena Heliu eschews the military uniforms and armor common among Vigil’s leaders in favor of ornate robes with faint dragon-scale patterns that accent her hair. She wears several wands on a sash around her waist. She speaks about the value of impromptu and unexpected tactics on the battlefield—a subject that disturbs traditionalist audience members.
Aishe gets the sense that Veena takes great pride in her position as leader of the Battlemage Academy and favors admirers. Flattery seems like the way to go.
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"Greetings! I am Teseenarin. My friends and I have traveled from the town of Rosler's Coffer, which has been destroyed, most likely by a weapon of great magical power. We also encountered a magical item of great power that poisoned the air around the town. We fear that the same weapon may be used here. Someone of your obviously astute magical prowess and knowledge undoubtedly would be interested in such a possible event and perhaps could even offer up a defense."
Vanyan stands quietly and lets Tess go to work. He waits until his companion is done speaking before adding anything.
”Yeah, we’ve heard so many great things about you, and you’d be the one that could help explain what happened.” Vanyan adds.
Diplomacy to Aid
Atium walks up with the rest of the group and sees that Veena is actually a woman. He really should have gone with his instincts and not some Twink mind-whammy. It cost him 4 gold as he pulls out two gold in each hand and gives them to the two companions that actually made a bet with him.
Well, I pay my bets.
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Veena seems deep in thought as she hears the story and thinks out loud. "Magical devastation of that scale would have had to have some warning or sign before hand." She patiently—and a bit pedantically explains. "Perhaps the often overlooked illusionary magic?" She sees the seriousness in Tessenarin's face as Vanyan backs him up. "Perhaps, perhaps...please investigate this further if you will and let me know what you find. I will need more information if we are to defend against an unknown weapon."
"Thank you very much. We will return, I assure you."
He then moves the group away from Veena.
"It seems we have not met with much success thus far. Most refuse to believe us without proof. It seems everyone says "Come back when you have proof. I suppose it was to be expected. Our tale must seem fantastical to them. The only option I believe we have now is to head to this waystation we were pointed to find this Doeswen person. Vinas, do you agree? Would you like to lead the way?
Vanyan takes his 2 gold from Atium, biting each of them in turn to ensure their authenticity.
”Easiest money I ever made, *Wank*,” Vanyan jangles his winnings in one hand, wondering how to spend his free money. It’s a relative lot of money, good for a full night of drinking and food, or a visit to a decent Calistrian temple.
He ponders even as the thanks Veena for the help.
”Say Master Veena, did you want any of the book or research we recovered from the site? Even the diary of those that created it? Would that be helpful?”
Our tale must seem fantastical to them.
Well, the bartender at the Ulfen Inn last night believed our story about going to the land of the dead.
Atium probably not fully understanding that she *didn't* believe Atium last night and was being sarcastic. Hey, didn't some of those worldbreakers have magic books that had power words in them?
He looks a bit closer and squints. This lady might just be a world breaker herself!
The people flock around her in this city, do they not know that she'll do magics that will burn their straw cottages and turn their cows inside out?
Atium backs away, feeling a level of panic rising.
Aishe is uneasy handing over their hard earned loot - though he understands the reason. He wonders if they'll ever see that book again - she seemed a little grabby. He wonders if any of these so-called fine folk might be in league with the enemy. Time will tell.
"Sure Tess, let's head over to learn what we can from Doeswen." he agrees and starts heading over with the others.
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Many fortified way stations guard the highways and waterways of Lastwall, beacons of civilization that bring order to the wilderness. Ranton Gandry has directed you to one such fortification, the Northgate Road way station, situated at a natural choke point within a series of winding canyons. The
station consists of a watch tower constructed atop a bluff and a 30-foot-high fortified wall built across the road. The wall includes a large gate with a lowered portcullis, where guards question travelers.
An imposing brick wall 30 feet tall blocks passage through this canyon. Three corpses hang from ropes tied to the wall’s crenelations, twisting slowly and staining the wall a gruesome red. Beneath the dangling corpses, a portcullis gate 20 feet high and 15 feet wide stands closed. A whitewashed stone building looms on a bluff to the east.
The central corpse isn’t actually dead, as his feeble kicks barely distinguish him from the swaying of the two genuine corpses on either side.
Vanyan's stomach growls.
"Is it time to eat yet? Seems like we've been running all over town and ...have we missed lunch?" Vanyan asks, still rubbing his two gold pieces together. "Can Doeswen wait until we try some...you know...food?"
Atium squints at the wall and fortifications.
"This doesn't look good."
"No, this does not look good at all. Perhaps Atium and Vinas can left the gate with some... assistance from me.
Aishe looks at the hanging folk, "That's not good for anyone."
vs DC 25
"That fellar, there in the middle, he's not dead." Aishe says with difficulty. He rushes the wall, feeling no one should die this way, slowly suffocating on a wall, scrambling on the stone to get a breath, each time knowing it might be your last. Horrible.
He draws a potion as he moves, quaffing it at the base of the wall. He then climbs it, nimbly as a spider (Potion of Spider Climb) until he gets level with the dying man. Holding the rope, he draws his dagger and cuts him free, lowing him to the ground so as not to kill him with the fall.
Leaving him to the healers in the party, he climbs back up carefully and peaks over the crenelations trying to see what might be seen in the courtyard. He keeps low so as to try and stay out of sight.
Seeing what Aishe does - Atium stands amazed.
Now that is what I call springing into action!
Atium moves closer to see if the man needs some support. Alsolooking at the gates to see if his strength can do something about the fact that it's closed and the party wants it open.
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Vanyan's stomach grumbles loudly as he grows hungry. Seeing the carnage Aishe quickly chugs a potion that allows him to stick to the walls like a spider. He quickly reaches the rampart and cuts the man free, slowly lowering him down below to the others as he remains in hiding.
A large winch stands at the western edge of this parapet walk that Aishe clings to the side of, opposite stairs leading down into a whitewashed building. Carved crenellations resembling roaring lions line the walk.
Aishe peers around the crenellation as he hears a bit of noise. He can see three wights up here with him, hunched over the bodies of four dead knights. The wights are searching the bodies and preparing nooses to hang them like the other three knights.
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Aishe, doing the math on his fingers thinks, That leaves three for me. At my best, I could never defeat that many. He sinks sadly down, I need Vizzini Vanyan to plan. I have no gift for strategy.
He climbs back down head first, moving fast, back to the group before he gives a whispered report, ”There are three wights on the walls, about to toss over three more dead knights. Maybe more in the courtyard, maybe not. I didn't see.”
He thinks a moment, and draws another flask, ”I can go invisibly back over the wall and open the gate, but be ready for battle.”
He waits for a better idea before quaffing the invisibility potion and heading back out, and over the wall.
"how easy is it to open the gate? I worry that you will be overwhelmed before you get the gate up. Though I suppose if you are invisible they cannot easily attack you."
”There are three wights on the walls, about to toss over three more dead knights. Maybe more in the courtyard, maybe not. I didn't see.”
”I can go invisibly back over the wall and open the gate, but be ready for battle.”
"Wights, you say?" Vanyan's face crinkles as he considers the plan. "I guess we came to the 'wight' place then to find the undead."
know (religion) - wight
"Well, I can go with you. I'll, uh, go invisible too, and able to cover you in ways that they may not expect." Like with a big ass fireball. "Gimme a potion of unseeing. I can get myself up."
"Vanyan, I feel we should spare a charge from the wand for this poor person Aishe rescued. We should make sure he is ok before we continue on."
"Vanyan, I feel we should spare a charge from the wand for this poor person Aishe rescued. We should make sure he is ok before we continue on."
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Tessenarin's concern very much on his mind, he shrugs hoping the gate isn't too hard to open - at least enough to let in the others.
Aishe takes out a potion of invisibility and hesitates, "I'm not sure you should take this on an empty stomach. You should've eaten something before we left." he digs in his pack briefly and comes up with some lint-free jerky and hands it over with the potion.
When Vanyan is ready, Aishe will climb the battlements once again, careful to avoid the wights as best he can before climbing back down into the courtyard. He looks for the winch mechanism for the portcullis.
(invisibility)
Tessenarin grabs the wand from Vanyan and gives some healing to the injured person, then returns it to Vanyan.
He then pulls out his bow and aims at the ledge in case something shows it's face that needs to be shot.
Atium pulls out his hammer and waits at the gates for something to hammer. Preparing an action to sunder the portcullis.
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Vanyan knows a thing or two about wights. Mainly that their touch alone is enough to drain a person of their vitality. They also have a vulnerability to being resurrected.
Quaffing a couple potions Vanyan and Aishe quickly make it back above. A large winch stands at the western edge of this parapet walk.
Meanwhile down below Tessenarin uses the wand on the wounded man to stop him from dying. His eyes slowly open in fear as he scurries back on the ground on all fours. "What happened? Who are you?"
Conditions = Spider Climbing, Invisibility
Weapon Equipped = None
Regular Bolts = 25/25
Cold Iron, Silver Blanch Bolts = 15/15
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Bolts = 10/10
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Bolts = 10/10
Javelins = 18/18
Spears = 6/6
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +8/+3, Dex +5, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim -3, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim +6)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +8/+3 Damage: +0
Grit = 4/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 1/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Aishe, hoping the party has his back, starts in on the winch. He tries to do it slowly at first, hoping he can do it without making too much noise if he takes his time. However, if it’s at all loud, he swears and hoists for all he’s worth.
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While Aishe presumably moves to the winch, Vanyan invisibly flies higher about 10’ over the structure and picks up some rocks. He tosses some in the area, trying to draw the interest of the wights.
If the doesn’t seem to work, he’ll engage is something more absurd.
”Hey! There are more knights over here and they all say wraiths are better than wights. Wights are weak ass undead who suck the life out of everything fun,” he’ll announce.
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Very, very slowly Aishe moves the winch as the gate below raises. He jiggles the chain slowly as it it is caught in the wind and nothing more. Around midpoint one of the wights head's jerks up and over to the chain as it catches movement, but quickly passes it off as the dead soldiers are ready.
Aishe raised the gate enough for you to pass underneath before hooking it in place. Still underneath the walkway the trio of dead guards come swinging down. Their necks held tightly by the nooses around them. The now conscious man screams as one of his companions comes swinging before him. "AAARGGGH!"
Up above the trio of wights rush to the edge. "Looks like one was still alive...Can't have any witnesses."
One of the wights heads for the stairs as the other two look down below, eager for a fight.
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Wight
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Tessenarin (45/45)
Vinas (83/83)
Aishe (52/52)
Atium (98/98; Raging 114/114)
Vanyan (51/51; 1 str drain)
"Get behind us!" He yells to the man on the ground.
He then starts his angry song.
[ooc]+2 max weapons and the electrical damage as a swift action 3x
then he takes a shot at a wight (if possible)
Round 1
Vanyan casts Produce Flame, still invisible and moves away from the wights while flying (about 30').
He tosses a small ball of fire at the green wight, trying to get his attention.
touch to hit;
damage.
"I don't know why they call you 'wights' when you're so clearly wrong about everything," Vanyan taunts.
+6 ranged touch
[ dice]1d20+4[/dice] vs. DC10 to aid
hp: 45/45 + 17 temp
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: 0/3 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/7 used
Staff of Courage: 10/10 charges left
Bless (1 charge)
Remove fear (1 charge)
Prayer (2 charges)
Remove paralysis (2 charges)
Atium moves quickly and silently. Knowing exactly which animal totem to call upon in this situation. The one that knows death and undead.
Shakra Raven
He moves (double move) ducking under the portcullis and making his way to the stairs. Putting the mask on for the first time, feeling the magics coursing through his veins.
Taking out his warhammer, he ascends the stairs.
Round: 1
Conditions = Spider Climbing, Invisibility
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Regular Bolts = 25/25
Cold Iron, Silver Blanch Bolts = 15/15
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Bolts = 10/10
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Bolts = 10/10
Javelins = 18/18
Spears = 6/6
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +8/+3, Dex +5, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim -3, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim +6)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +8/+3 Damage: +0
Grit = 4/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 1/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Aishe quietly draws his crossbow, but he holds his shot for now, wanting to see how the wights react and to give the party time to catch up.
(invisibility, standing still)
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The man hangs back slightly as he doesn't see you advance on him right away and instead move to protect him. Tessenarin plinks an arrow up high that shatters against the carved crenelations.
Aishes pulls out his own crossbow, readying it just in case as Atium plows up the stairs to try and meet the wights head on. Far above the wights Vanyan appears as a small ball of fire splashes against the backside of one of the wights. The wight looks up and proves to Vanyan just how much wit the witty wight truly has. "Build a man a fire and he will be warm for a night. Set a man on fire and he will be warm for the rest of his life."
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Wight (Red -11)
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Tessenarin (51/51)
Vinas (83/83)
Aishe (52/52)
Atium (98/98; Raging 114/114)
Vanyan (51/51; 1 str drain)
"Bloody hell!" Vinas rushes forward, but it's going to take some time to get into the fight.
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Vinas rushes into the fight as the two wights above leap down from their perch. They collapse into heals below but quickly stand, shaking it off as they drool at Tessenarin's flesh.
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Wight (Red -15) (Green -3)
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Tessenarin (51/51)
Vinas (83/83)
Aishe (52/52)
Atium (98/98; Raging 114/114)
Vanyan (51/51; 1 str drain)
With a shout, Vinas turns back. He gets to the bottom of the stairs and levels his blade at the westernmost wight, "For battle come to me!"
"Well, this was unexpected."
Tessenarin gestures and adds some different lyrics as he maintains his angry song and a cloud of golden particles cover the wights.
He then moves back 30 ft to get some distance.
Round 2
Vanyan tosses more fire at the green wight, trying to get his attention. "You sometimes in lectures at the Pathfinder Society, they used to train us on the intelligent undead. But you know where wights are classified? Yeah, right next to zombies."
touch to hit;
damage
touch to hit;
damage
+8 ranged touch
[ dice]1d20+6[/dice] vs. DC10 to aid
hp: 52/52 + 0 temp
AC: 16/14/12
Saves: F5/R6/W14
Broken Lightbox: 0/1 used
PoP 2: 0/1 used
PoP 1: 0/1 used
GlitterYourFace: 0/2 used
Extend Metamagic: 0/3 used
Quantum Leaps used:
Pathfinder Carry: 0/7 used
Staff of Courage: 10/10 charges left
Bless (1 charge)
Remove fear (1 charge)
Prayer (2 charges)
Remove paralysis (2 charges)
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A mass of glitter covers the undead. Neither get blinded but they certainly sparkle in the sun. Vinas readies his sword for the oncoming undead while Vanyan continues to burn the witty wight in place.
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Wight (Red -4) (Green -26)
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Tessenarin (51/51)
Vinas (83/83)
Aishe (52/52)
Atium (98/98; Raging 114/114)
Vanyan (51/51; 1 str drain)
Round: 2
Conditions = Spider Climbing
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Regular Bolts = 25/25
Cold Iron, Silver Blanch Bolts = 12/15
Cold Iron, Ghost Salt Bolts = 10/10
Cold Iron, Adamantine Blanch Bolts = 10/10
Javelins = 18/18
Spears = 6/6
Crossbow: Attack: BAB +8/+3, Dex +5, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim -3, Rapid Shot -2) Damage: Dex +5, Magic +2, (Deadly Aim +6)(crit 19-20 x3)
Melee: Attack: BAB +8/+3 Damage: +0
Grit = 3/4
Ranger Focus (sw, +2 att, dam, skills) = 1/1
Lay on Hands = 1/1 (d6)
Aishe 5’ steps to the edge and looks down on green, ”Oh ah, that was a mistake.” He focuses and asks for Abadar’s guidance on the last shot to try and make all his attacks viable. Though he has more of the regular bolts, he uses his favorite cold iron, silver ones as they’re undead and may have resistances. His first attack breaks invisibility.
(PB) (PB)
(PB) (PB)
(PB) (PB)
He's pleased with his efforts on the first two attempts, but frowns as Abadar does not aid him with the third.