Atium smiles as he sees the Wight turning the corner. Presumably there are stairs nearby.
He thinks, Kill this one, and get to the others on top. Help Vanyan and Aishe. But instead opens his mouth and The Raven speaks.
You are sick -- sick unto death with that long agony; and when they at length unbound you, and you were permitted to confront me, you felt with your senses my approach. The sentence -- the dread sentence of death -- was the last of distinct accentuation which you will know through my warhammer.*
Attack 1. PA raging
Attack 2 PA raging.
X 3 crit
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Aishe's first bolt takes out one of the wights as it collapses to the ground. He trains his last two on the red wight. One of the shafts protrudes from the undead menace's back.
Atium waits for the wight to round the corner and nearly cleaves its head off as the wight stumbles back at just the last moment. The wights leap at ATium and Tessenarin.
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Wight (Red -19)(Pink -19)
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Tessenarin (51/51)
Vinas (83/83)
Aishe (52/52)
Atium (91/98; Raging 107/114)
Vanyan (51/51; 1 str drain)
Round 3
Vanyan tosses more fire at the red wight, trying to get his attention now that chatty green is dead.
"Hey you, wight? Maybe, in your next life, you can come back as something useful, like mulch."
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)
Atium said far more than he intended to the wight, and is a bit concerned by the drivel that spills from his mouth whenever he clutches his raven medallion. But, the satisfying *CRUNCH* of his warhammer on the things shoulder and neck gives him a smile.
DC 16 Fort
Round: 3
Conditions = Spider Climbing
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Regular Bolts = 25/25
Cold Iron, Silver Blanch Bolts = 9/15
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 takes another 5’ step toward Atium’s battle, though he keeps his eye fixed on the red one as he shoots!
(PB) (PB)
(PB) (PB)
(PB) (PB)
Vinas charges forth "Tess, on your right!" With blade on high, he comes crashing into melee, dropping his blade upon the wight as he speaks a Litany
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Vinas cuts the wight in half as he comes to Tessenarin's aid. Atium and Aishe quickly dispatch the third wight with little problems.
The knight you rescued coughs, his neck raw where the rope was digging into it. Despite his injuries, he is quite grateful. "Thank you for rescuing me," he says hoarsely. "My name is Hernan Entetior, junior knight of Ozem. If only you had been here earlier, we might have averted tragedy! Several assailants dressed in crow masks and feathered coats assaulted the way station a few hours ago. They overwhelmed us--we weren’t expecting an attack coming from the direction of Vigil! These intruders set fire to the barracks and its adjacent wooden wall. The group kidnapped the way station’s commander, Doeswen Aubry, and most of them left. The leader of the attackers—a female gnome with purple hair—told a red-robed woman staying behind to make the attack look like an orc raid. Shortly afterward, a brawny orc and three shambling undead creatures arrived. The five of them started rearranging the bodies, setting additional fires, and so on. I pretended to be dead until I could slip away, but the orc tied a noose around my neck and hung me from the wall! I would have been strangled without your intervention."
Tessenarin (51/51)
Vinas (83/83)
Aishe (52/52)
Atium (91/98; Raging 107/114)
Vanyan (51/51; 1 str drain)
"What the f$%%itty f+#$?!" Vanyan explodes after hearing the tale. "This was *supposed* to be a place of safety and comfort...and booze. Not *more* undead! Why is this happening to me?" Vanyan turns away, taking everything very personally.
"Indeed, undead with minds should think twice about coming here. There must be a reason." Vinas fumes, "What manner of livery are crow masks and feathered coats? Gather round all who are hurt and I'll tend to wounds.":
"I have not heard of such people. But we should check the waystation for any further survivors. But we also need to find Doeswen. It appears he is not here, so where do we look next?"
Vanyan eventually recovers to check the wounds of the other knights.
”Can you all find aid back in town? Which way did they take Doeswen?” Vanyan looks at Aishe. ”Are there any more in danger here? I’d hate for any more wights to arise in the night, amirite?”
”Aishe? Maybe you can help me find some tracks?”
"Ayep." Aishe responds, though it's not immediately clear who he's responding to. But while the others search the remaining chamber, he'll put away his crossbow and start sniffing the grounds for tracks, seeing if he can get a lead on where they may have taken Doeswen Aubry.
He makes a few circles around the camp, scampering over walls, cliffs, whatever while his spider climb lasts.
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Atium looks down at the tracks. He follows Aishe. Trying to pick up on the things that Aishe does. He's looking to learn a new skill.
But Aishe starts spider climbing.
Thanks for the tips on what to look for. Since you are checking those walls and cliffsides, I'll check more over here.
Hey, look what I found! Aishe, when you told me to look for slipper style prints like the type a *Girl* HMPH. HMPH. THAT WAS MEANT FOR YOU Tessenarin-- the female museum girl Doeswen Aubry. Well, the guards were wearing high hard boots and she was probably wearing some fluffy slippers. I found soft slipper prints!!!
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"If these three are dead again, then it should just be the red-robed woman and that brawny orc if they are still around here." He shakes his head. "I think I can find my way back into town if you don't need any help here." His voice shakes a bit.
Atium and Aishe look for any sort of tracks. There are several around the area that the fight took place but none that seem to leave the waystation. It looks as if someone was covering their trail.
If Vanyan is sure the knights will make it back safely, he will see them to the door.
"Do make sure your report gets to both Ceto Malderra and the local Venture Sergent of the Pathfinders, won't you?" Vanyan queries politely not at all dickishly. "They probably need to know most of all of the undead menace."
When they are gone, Vanyan will cast some long running defensive spells.
"Okay then, let's be careful. Let's clear out the tower, then get some lunch. I haven't eaten since breakfast."
"Aye. Please speak up and speak true of what happened here."
Vinas checks his shield grip, nods, and pushes into the tower.
"It sounds as if there are only two people left. Hopefully that is true. Vinas, Atium, do you want to take the lead?"
Atium positions himself at the stairs and is ready to head up.
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Above on the battlement near where Aishe stands is the pile of equipment that the wights were piling together. The wights have piled loot stripped from the knights here. This heap includes seven masterwork breastplates, seven heavy steel shields, seven longswords, seven composite longbows, and a total of 280 arrows.
In the room below a shattered double door leading north hangs open, revealing a room illuminated by a faint glow from a neglected fireplace. An overturned desk stands among a sea of paper, splintered wood, and some kind of slick substance covering the stone floor. A damaged armoire stands against the west wall, its clothes heaped nearby.
The goo covering the floor here is exceptionally slippery as Atium slides across it and nearly falls down.
The reams of disorganized paper detail the way station’s business in the past year: fees collected, contraband seized, troops deployed, and so on. The clothes near the armoire are suitable for a range of weather conditions and are all sized for an average female human. A badly scorched leather cloak hangs on a hook at the back of the armoire.
Tessenarin (51/51)
Vinas (83/83)
Aishe (52/52)
Atium (91/98; Raging 107/114)
Vanyan (51/51; 1 str drain)
"These all still needed. Can one of you come check this out though? I think I found a secret compartment."
Vanyan makes way for another, probably Aishe, to examine the panel that Vinas found. He does a once over for obvious traps, then moves 25' away (or out of line of effect).
Perception w/Detect Magic (on the room too)
Aishe, covering the group from the back, and more watching for other hostiles than a secret panel asks, "You find a trap?"
If so, he'll approach and try to disarm it. If not, he'll hold his position guarding.
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Vanyan detects magic on the torn cloak in the armoire.
Pushing the cloak aside Aishe opens the hidden niche. The niche behind it contains a dossier labeled “Six Wise Crows” in bold ink. The niche also contains some contraband Doeswen put here: an ornate counterfeit seal worth 75 gp and depicting a roaring lion, and 3 doses of terinav root.
The dossier describes the Six Wise Crows as a nefarious gang working within Vigil that is responsible for several unsolved acts of larceny. This gang is led by a female gnome named Kilibrandt and includes a death priest named Usundra, an old male human wizard, and three other members whom Doeswen hasn’t been able to identify. The notes posit that the Six Wise Crows were responsible for creating forged shards of the Shattered Shield of Arnisant and swapping them for the originals in the reliquary to hide their theft. Included is a map of Vigil with a large red ink mark highlighting an establishment called “Brunna’s Quality Shields, Smithy, and Sundries.” Above this ink mark, a question reads, “Replica forged here?”
Tessenarin (51/51)
Vinas (83/83)
Aishe (52/52)
Atium (91/98; Raging 107/114)
Vanyan (51/51; 15 temp HP; 1 str drain)
After reading the note, Tessenarin looks very worried and upset.
"This is very serious. If this Doeswen is correct, then the Shards have been replaced. These shards are what prevent the Whispering Tyrant from leaving Gallowspire. The last thing we need is to have him freed.
Aishe nods with Tessenarin's assessment, "Very bad."
He gathers the evidence to hadn't over to various authorities. "So to Brunna's next? No tracks here to speak of - at least not useful ones."
Spellcraft
”This is a nice cloak,” Vanyan offers it around. ”It’s quite tricksy, to be sure. Anyone need a cloak?”
”What is the Shattered Shield of Arnisant?” Vanyan asks Tess, though he might have an inkling himself... know (history) ”And why would they want to be stealing pieces of it? Is it valuable?”
Atium focuses on the one and only thing he heard and fixates on.
If we go to this place. This Brunna's... what are we going to do about that old human Wizard?
We'll need something that will shut down his powers. Maybe something so he can't speak his power words.
Atium doesn't want to go back into Vigil until the party has a sensible idea on taking care of the wizard.
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"Vanyan, I guess you have been gone from the country for too long to remember some history. The entire country of Lastwall was created by the Taldans after General Arnisant sacrificed himself in a final battle with the Whispering Tyrant. In the battle, Arnisant carried what was known as the Shield of Aroden. At the final battle, the shield was shattered, and one piece went into Tar Baphon's hand, destroying his body. The rest of the pieces are here in Lastwall. As to why they want the pieces? I cannot imagine, but they were part of an artifact and must have great power, if history is to be believed. I can imagine no good coming from these falling into the wrong hands.
He sighs heavily, looks down, then up at everyone. He has an expression is one that the party has not seen before.
"This scares me. The destruction of Rossler's Coffer was bad, and we feared that Vigil might be next. This could be bigger than we realized. And that scares me indeed."
He gathers himself after a moment.
"We must hasten. Let us finish checking this place here, then continue on."
Atium listens intently to Tessenarin. Absorbing the whole story and understanding the implications.
Yes. Yes. We need to check the place. BUT, what about the wizard? Do you have a shield that can destroy his body - like the last time?
Vanyan’s eyes widen as Tess goes on.
”Oh yeah. I think you mentioned this before. I think I was mostly listening at the time, but it was a long drone,” Vanyan apologies.
Vanyan rubs the back of his neck.
”But if these shield pieces had power, why didn’t the people of Vigil use them? And what power do they have?” Vanyan asks the air, but does not expect an answer.
Yes. Yes. We need to check the place. BUT, what about the wizard? Do you have a shield that can destroy his body - like the last time?
”What?” Vanyan looks at Atium. ”We don’t need a shield to destroy a weapon. That’s what your hammer or Vinas’ blade is for. Just smash his face. That’ll do just fine. I already gave you a nice circle that shuts down a lot of his powers. That will do fine too.”
Vanyan feels his stomach growl.
”I still could use lunch. Or it might be time for dinner. Either way we should get a move on.”
I already gave you a nice circle that shuts down a lot of his powers. That will do fine too.”Atium seems to stand taller. That's all you had to say. Let's go to Brunna's before this circle weakens.
"we still have one more place to look here, and we are obviously expecting that woman and the orc."
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Moving up the stairs you head to the next level. At the door you pull it open. This functional sleeping room includes a bed covered in wool blankets, an armor stand holding a suit of polished full plate armor, a footlocker, and a cold fireplace. Thick curtains tied off with leather cords hang above the entrance to a privy.
Two people are in here. The first is a grim, dark-haired woman wearing a red cloak adorend with crow feathers. The second is a burly, battle-scarred orc with an oversized jaw and dead white eyes. The woman scowls and casts a spell on herself, while the orc snarls. "Told you I heard something going on out there with those wights Usundra."
Aishe (52/52)
Vanyan (51/51; 15 temp HP; 1 str drain)
Tessenarin (51/51)
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Ogaku
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Vinas (83/83)
Atium (91/98; Raging 107/114)
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Usundra
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An orc this close to Last Wall? Isn't it standard Orc rules to bring along a big pine box with you. Save us the trouble of building one and stuffing your bloated corpse in it?
Round: 1
Conditions = Spider Climbing
Weapon Equipped = Crossbow
Regular Bolts = 24/25
Cold Iron, Silver Blanch Bolts = 9/15
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, unable to see the fight in any reasonable way, readies a shot for when he can.
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Round 1
Vanyan takes a full round to cast Call Lightning and getting ready to get in there and shock someone.
Tessenarin starts singing his song to give everyone magic weapons and +4 to saves vs magic, then moves up closer to the party.
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Aishe readies a shot as the group finds themselves in one of the smallest rooms imaginable. Vanyan concentrates as static builds all around him, coalescing into a purely harmful form.
Tessenarin begins to sing as the weapons all glow faintly. The towering orc matches Atium's size as the pair square off. Ogaku bites and claws at him to try and get ahold of him.
Atium wasn't expecting the orc to be this strong or fast as it takes a chunk out of his arm and claws across his chest, leaving thin streaks of blood behind.
Aishe (52/52)
Vanyan (51/51; 15 temp HP; 1 str drain)
Tessenarin (51/51)
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Ogaku
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Vinas (83/83)
Atium (55/98; Raging 71/114)
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Usundra
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My unraged AC - when the first attacked is AC 26. Flat footed is 23. Vanyan buffed us up just prior. Here's his link. https://paizo.com/campaigns/v5748p75ivk8c/gameplay&page=69#3416
now that I'm raging, my AC drops to AC 24. I don't think two attacks hit.
OH, IT'S THE PINE BOX FOR YOU NOW BUCKO! Shakra Bull!
The helm that he wears takes on a fearsome look. Hs eyes seem to glow red and pulse with hate. It might be people's imagination, or maybe a quasi real effect - but it looks like two bulls horns extend from the crown of the helm.
He swings his hammer.
second attack
Intimidating Glare Rage power=Benefit: The barbarian can make an Intimidate check against one adjacent foe as a move action. If the barbarian successfully demoralizes her opponent, the foe is shaken for 1d4 rounds + 1 round for every 5 points by which the barbarian’s check exceeds the DC.
Before, "Indeed. It's sad to say, but I'd prefer it if they were just relic hunters looking for a score. The force and intent here speaks more to a nefarious intent."
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"Atium, get us in there!"
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The orc seems to have the upper hand as it stops Atium's hammer midswing. It's muscles flex and he shoves the blow aside.
Aishe (52/52)
Vanyan (51/51; 15 temp HP; 1 str drain)
Tessenarin (51/51)
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Ogaku
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Vinas (83/83; Barkskin +3)
Atium (70/98; Raging 86/114; Barkskin +3; MCaE +2)
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Usundra
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"Dammit! I can't get around you!" He looks at the orc, "By the will of Iomedae, I will judge you by blade and skill!"
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Vinas smites the orc as Usundra's hand seethes with eerie dark fire. She reaches out around the corner to touch Atium's face.
Atium feels his body shudder and quickly drain away.
Aishe (52/52)
Vanyan (51/51; 15 temp HP; 1 str drain)
Tessenarin (51/51)
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Ogaku
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Vinas (83/83; Barkskin +3)
Atium (70/98; Raging 86/114; Barkskin +3; MCaE +2)
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Usundra
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Slay living save DC 21.
The fire! It burns! It burns!Oh the humanity. Switch with me Vinas! Atium will actually go on his action, just flavor and co-ordination.