[PFS] Master of The Fallen Fortress -- Developer Edition (Inactive)

Game Master Andrew Harasty

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And so it Begins

You are in Absalom, the mighty City at the Center of the World, and you’ve always longed to explore one of the countless ruins of failed conquerors that litter the plains outside the city’s walls.

You’ve heard rumors that one of the sealed siege castles has been laid open by a minor earthquake. Word on the street is that no one has yet entered the tower, which folks are calling the “Fallen Fortress.” What better way to start a life of excitement and adventure than by exploring its long-abandoned, dusty halls and perhaps claiming its ancient treasures?

You get a notice to meet at the Wayward Finder. A man with a noticeable limp walks in and towards you. He clothing would be considered the height of fashion, about a century ago. He voice is low and wispy with a strong Ustalavian accent. "Oh good, many of you have responded to my notice. Yes? Well, it is still quite simple. There is a crumbling tower near hear that has long been abandoned, that has an artifact of significant importance. A rare and valuable McGuffin. I would go myself, my adventuring days are behind me." He notions towards his left leg. "But, you are all young, healthy, and uncursed. You should have no problems. Aside from any other spoils you find, I offer you this sum of gold for return of the valuable McGuffin."

A gnome with an odd looking creature slithering along behind wanders into the tavern, looking intently at a piece of paper in his hands and leaning his sturdy walking stick up against the bar. He orders a water and ale and ignores the glare from the bartender as he offers the water to his companion who opens his beak and slurps up a bit of the liquid. "Ah good, drink up Padrig, looks like we have a mission just outside the city walls."

He takes a long swallow of the ale and looks around, waiting for the appointed time. When the poorly dressed man starts chattering, he stands and moves over to the limping Ustalavian, "Padrig and I, Balazar, will return your McGuffin, where is it located and what does it look like?"

A long sinewy body that looks like it could reach out and strike in almost any direction, Padrig follows along behind the gnome. After he takes a drink, he speaks cleanly, "ugh, that was a long trip, I needed to whet my whistle. Hey... why do you get Ale and I only get water? I don't think this is a very equal partnership."

When Balazar leaves to chat with the possible prey, the snakelike creature with the odd birdlike head nudges his glass aside and gulps down the rest of the ale instead.

A young Garundi woman with cloudy white eyes, sun and wind burned features and an expression of determination introduces herself from a nearby chair, "I am Alahazra, I am willing to assist on your quest. What more can you tell us of these ruins, the history of the tower, and this item you wish us to retrieve?" She politely nods to both Balazar and Padrig, a hint of a smile appearing as she witnesses the latter's antics.

The little man responds. "The Artifact is indescribable. It is unseeable and unknowable. But you will know it when you see it"

Balazar thinks for a moment, his lips pulling back into a grin, "Powerful artifact, eh? Sounds like a great reason to head to a dangerous place."

He writes down or takes the directions from the man and turns back to the bar to grab his walking stick. Reaching up to finish off the rest of his ale and only seeing an empty glass he eyes Padrig, "Well then... I see how this is going to go."

The gnome walks towards the door thunking his walking stick along the wooden floor and pointing it outside, "to adventure!" The snake-rooster-outsider slithers along chortling.

Alahazra is a little less hasty to depart. As she stands, she scans the room with her cloudy eyes and listens intently, "Anyone else wish to join us on this mysterious adventure?"

A Tall slender elf with a curious and yet mischevious look in his eyes stands up, a dozen or so small vials and jars clinking together as he does, "A Powerful, indescribable artifact of great importance....sounds like something worthy of study. I am Damiel Morgethai," says the elf as he stands proudly.

"I would be more than glad to aid in the retrieval of this McGuffin, but you must allow me to examine it afterwards, It may hold the key to my next great discovery."

The little man looks at the assembled "[b]Arent there supposed to be more of you?[b]"

A red fox pokes its little head into the room. It backs out and a woman with wild white hair comes into the room, the little fox following her. I am Freya and this is my friend, Daji. she indicates to the fox.

A serious looking half orc with a wide brimmed hat and a bow over her shoulder enters into the room. She looks around, nods to those in attendance and has a seat.

The elf walks towards Freya, clearly inspecting and sizing her up,
"well hello...Freya, was it? You are here to aid in the exploration of the nearby tower, yes? well tell me, what is it that you and your... um...pet offer to the group?" he says in a rather superior and overconfident tone.

Alahazra nods to each newcomer as they identify themselves. "Alright then, is that everyone? Last chance to come adventuring", she adds, addressing the rest of the room. "Are we ready then? Let's get going."

The witch offers the elf an eye roll and a smile and a pat to the butt as she answers My, you are a cute one. I am pretty good at making things happen or not happen

The half orc watches the posturing. When the oracle speaks, she responds. I am ready

Seeing what you have, you are able to head off to the tower.

The ruined siege castle now being called the Fallen Fortress rises out of the churned earth of the Cairnlands. No doors or windows mar the otherwise smooth expanse of the tower’s walls. The tower is quatrefoil in plan; its eastern wing has largely collapsed, exposing the interior floors to the open air. Only the topmost level seems whole, though its eastern portion hangs precariously over the mountain of rubble left by the collapse. At ground level, the rubble frames a gaping hole in the side of the building that provides access to the tower’s darkened interior.

Checking the map or notes, Balazar eyes the location with a *hmph*. "Well then, that looks to be chock full of traps and dangers no doubt, better up our communication level. Come here Padrig."

He casts a quick little spell and touches the eidolon, scratching behind his ears. He points to a distance a bit away and the snake-rooster-outsider slithers off. Whispering, "comm check, one two, comms up?" Hearing the response he nods, "excellent! Alright, let's head in. I'll have a distraction ready in case something jumps out at us."

Cast Message on Padrig. Readied to cast Ghost Sound of a fearful scream 25 ft forward and hopefully behind the enemy as a distraction. Will DC 15 to disbelieve, lasts 1 round.

Padrig leads the way forwards up over the rubble, watching for dangers.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 w/ darkvision

Can I cast guidance on everyone before we go in?

Yes you can cast guidance as you look around.

However it does not take much to notice that three dogs sramble forth from the southern wing

Damiel can act before the dogs charge forth

Tower Level 1 (0:00)

Group conditions:
Round 1

Damiel - dmg

Dog, Teal -- dmg
Dog, Purple -- dmg
Dog, Orange -- dmg

Mrijk - dmg
Alahazra - dmg
Freyja - dmg; Guidance (1 rd)
Balazar - dmg
Aliain - dmg

"WATCH OUT EVERYONE! Wild dogs." shouts Damiel as he moves up into the rubble (Assuming Difficult Terrain) and draws his dagger.

She will pat everyone on the shoulder and give them the benefits of a guidance spell.

The dogs double move forward over the rubble up to the rest of the party

Everyone is now up

Tower Level 1 (0:00)

Group conditions:
Round 1

Mrijk -- dmg ; Guidance
Alahazra -- dmg ; Guidance
Freyja -- dmg ; Guidance
Damiel -- dmg ; Guidance
Balazar -- dmg ; Guidance
Aliain -- dmg ; Guidance

Dog, Teal -- dmg
Dog, Purple -- dmg
Dog, Orange -- dmg

With the large number of enemies suddenly attacking, Balazar steps up to his friend and casts a spell that creates a glowing shield-shaped disk that flits about the Eidolon, trying to block incoming attacks.

5-ft step, cast Shield on Padrig.

Padrig, concerned that his master might die, banishing him permanently back to a place he does not wish to return to, unleashes all of his pointy sharp natural weapons at the dog in front of him.

Full Attack Action, targeting Orange First then Green.

Bite: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20 for BPS: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 if hits Grab vs. CMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

If the grab misses, he stings Orange. If Orange drops, he stings Green.

Sting: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 for Piercing: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Current AC updated on tagline.

"May the powers that choose to interfere in the lives of mortals, now choose to bless this party as we fight for our lives." Casts Bless providing a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects to all allies for one minute.

Having called for a blessing, Alahazra draws her crossbow as she moves slightly closer to the dogs.

Padrig bites the first dog down and tosses the carcass away. It then stings the next one.

A wave of blessing washes over the rest of the party.

As the dogs rush towards him, Damiel Shuffles attempts to slice at the creature with his Dagger.

Dagger Vs Purple (Bless and Guidance): 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5
Damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

As Damiel swipes with his dagger, he steps on a loose rock, throwing him off balance enough to miss the dog. He then moves back between Imrijka and Alain out of reah of the rabbit animal.

Alahazra thinks to herself, Well that just took out the plan to simply step into line and fire. Ah well.

The witch will give the stink eye to the purple dog to make it easier to hit

dc 14 will.

She will cackle then.

Damiel can't seem to get a good footing as misses but the dog bites as he retreats

Atk, Dog Bite: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Dmg, Dog Bite: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
And gets a chunk of the retreating alchemist

Will Save, Purple: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
The Purple dog cowers

The Teal one bites at Padrig
Atk, Dog Bite: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

While the pruple one chases after Damiel
Mrijk can take an Aoo

Atk, Dog Bite: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Everyone is back up now up. Mrijk and Alain can take an action for last round as well

Tower Level 1 (0:00)

Group conditions:
Round 1

Mrijk -- dmg ; Guidance
Alahazra -- dmg ; Guidance
Freyja -- dmg ; Guidance
Damiel -- 5 dmg ; Guidance
Balazar -- dmg ; Guidance
Aliain -- dmg ; Guidance

Dog, Teal -- dmg
Dog, Purple -- 2 dmg; -2 AC
Dog, Orange -- DEAD

Balazar moves around behind his buddy and takes a swing with his walking stick, trying to distract the beast a bit so it might miss its next attack. "Finish him off Padrig, only two to go."

Move 10 ft (20ft in diff terrain) and Aid Another attempt to increase Padrgig's AC by 2 vs. teal.

quarterstaff vs. DC 10: 1d20 ⇒ 17

Padrig silently unleashes his full fury against the newest target in front of him.

Bite: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 for BPS: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 if hits Grab vs. CMD: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

and if misses, he follows with a tail sting

Sting: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 for Piercing: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

+2 AC (up to 21) vs. Teal's first Attack

The half orc lets loose an arrow at the dog in front of her after taking a 5' step back,
1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 25
1d8 ⇒ 4

Damiel manages to pull his bloodied arm out of the ravenous dog's jaw as an arrow flies past and strikes the animal. He attempts to stab the dog again before retreating once more. (5ft step back away from the dog)

Dagger vs Purple: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Dagger Dmg: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Padrig, with its masters aid finishes off the one dog by them. While Mrijk and Damiel are able to finish the one in front of them.

With the wild dogs cleared, the rest of the tower looms silently over the party. As you can make out from your vantage, the southern chamber is mostly full of rubble but was a den for the pack of small dogs. The northern chamber is less cluttered by rubble.

Damiel resheaths his dagger then holds his bloodied arm in pain as he inspects the dog bite.

"Ahhh, that hurt. Do any of you know how to treat a bite like this. "

Alahazra steps over to take a look at Damiel's wound. "Well I can't use it very often but I could try to heal that."

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Alahazra then steps forward and casts detect magic as she scans the room for anything of interest.

perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

The half orc, arrow at the ready, will take a peak
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 perception

I am not sure if darkvision helps

"Thank you for that Alahazah. That was exceptional. " says Damiel as he rubs where the bite mark used to be.
Damiel them follows the half orc into the northern chamber and striks a sunrid once it gets to dark to see clearly, securing it to his bag.

"what do you orc eyes see Mrijk "

Currently everything looks clear. Feel free to up date your posisitions on the Map

Balazar and Padrig move up and browse the south room for dangers and then the gnome does a quick scan for magic items.

If dark, he will cast light on his walking stick.

Alahazra moves in further to look through the other opening, loaded crossbow still in hand and ready for use.

Damiel follows Alahazra into the northern Room with his dagger in hand ready to strike.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Not everyone can see as well in darkness she says and there is no need to waste a torch when I can provide light and she manifests torch shaped dancing lights.

The half orc approaches, arrow knocked.

From the darkness a sticky blob shoots out at Alahazra

Atk, Web- Ranged touch: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

She finds herself entangled in sticky web

Everyone can make out the spider in the corner on the ceiling (15') in the northern chamber

Everyone is up

Tower Level 1 (0:00)

Group conditions:
Round 1

Mrijk -- dmg
Alahazra -- dmg
Freyja -- dmg
Damiel -- dmg
Balazar -- dmg
Aliain -- dmg

Spider --- dmg

Balazar and Padrig, caught in the wrong room, huff it over into the spider-room.

Double move for both. How many rounds or minutes has it been since the last combat with the dogs ended?

The half orc will move into the area and shoot her arrow at the spider
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
1d8 ⇒ 8