[PFS] S01-45 Delirium's Tangle (Inactive)

Game Master DM jwert02

Bartolomey's bolt flies true and strikes the elf in the thigh. Dried blood drops down to the floor, but the elf Abysiel notices and appears further enraged. "Worm! How dare you strike a god!" Trixxex's gaze is a further distraction and while he cannot move, the tries to avoid her gaze with frustration growing.

About then a largish javelin strikes Abysiel in the stomach and the chains sway and creak from the impact. A large section is torn open and the elf is nearly torn loose. Kyrstiana easily reaches the platform, now eye level with the elf and Kala.

Kala's warhammer does further damage, shearing a shoulder bone away from the arm. With a small cry, the elf attempts to maintain his position in the mechanism.

Having been weakened, the cornered elf strikes back. With a gesture of his broken arm, he sways one of the pendulums towards Krystiana. The pendulum smashes into her shield, but the force knocks her to her back on the narrow catwalk. However, Abysiel's malevolent gaze is for Kala. His words tumble forth in a strange chaotic way and Kala feels the spell collide with her will. She coughs once, and then begins to shake and quiver and finally strangled laughs and cries emerge and she is laughing uncontrollable and flailing.

It takes all of her control and she teeters on the edge, but manages to stay on the walkway.

Abysiel cast Hideous Laughter

Combat Round 6
Bartolomey, Trixxex, Avi, Krystiana, Kala, Stinky, Brun, Abysiel

Avi -0 Staggered with -1 to AC, Attk, Reflex (til Rnd 7)
Krystiana -7 prone
Bartolomey -0
Brun -2 Staggered with -1 to AC, Attk, Reflex (til Rnd 7)
Kala -2
Stinky -0
Trixxex -0
Abysiel -29 immobile -2 Attk -2 AC -2 Saves

"AH HA! HA AHAHHAAHAHAHAH! HA HA HA HA! BWAHWAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH! HOOOO! HHEEEEEHAAHAHAHA! HAHAHA!" Unable to really "roll" on the narrow catwalk, Kala slams her boots against the metal grating, it's hollow clanging adding to the cacophony of the sounds of battle and her riotous guffaws.

Kala's hysterical laughter is enough to jolt Stinky from his butt scratching. He pauses mid-scootch a stares up at her with a confused and worried expression etched onto his muzzle.

Umm... Kala? Why are you making those noises like that? That's not like you. It's weird. Why aren't you fighting? You were just fighting that guy. DID HE HURT YOU? Is that why you're lying down?! I don't smell any blood! Are you okay?! He is standing by now, anxiously staring up at his oddly behaving human companion who is beyond his reach.

Avi licks his lips and squints at his crossbow, in his slowed state...

One more bolt... into the groove...

Reload crossbow, move action

Bartolomey again shots and reloads.

"Will you finally fall?!"

light crossbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

"Brun, climb up there and fight!"

Brun moves to the ladder and starts to climb up.

Trixxex will continue her stare -2 skill checks and she will cackle extending all Hexes 1 round

Current Hexes
-2 Att 2 rounds
-2 AC 2 rounds
-2 Saves 2 rounds

Krystiana pulls her sword and rushes the elf.

Elf is still a target of my smite evil. I get +2 AC (which is good, because I didn't pull my shield out and that evens it back out to numbers and I bypass DR. If this Elf counts as undead, evil dragon, or an evil outsider please let me know.

Attack Longsword + Smite Evil - Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 - 1 = 13
Damage Longsword + Smite + PA: 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 1 + 2 = 11

Kala's maddening laughter summarizes the frustration of the party as you are unable to land any hits on Abysiel. Bartolomey's bolt just barely misses the elf and Krystiana cannot land her smite. Brun easily climbs to the catwalk.

Abysiel uses the turn that the pendulum is swinging back away to cast another acid ray, this one at Trixxex. It's close, but Trixxex avoids the ray.

Avi and Brun free of the slow

Combat Round 7
Bartolomey, Trixxex, Avi, Krystiana, Kala, Stinky, Brun, Abysiel

Avi -0
Krystiana -7
Bartolomey -0
Brun -2
Kala -2
Stinky -0
Trixxex -0
Abysiel -29 immobile -2 Attk -2 AC -2 Saves -2 skills

Attack Longsword + Smite Evil - Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 - 1 = 6
Damage Longsword + Smite + PA: 1d8 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 + 2 = 10

Krystiana loses her footing slightly and misses with her swing. She begins to pray to Arshea, "Spirit of Abandon, please free me from the frustrations of combat. Free my blade from its clumsy state and let it swing true. Free Kala from the mockery of humor that has been inflicted upon her. Arshea, free us all."

Gah, finally! Boy you all sped up there for a bit. it was frustrating!

Ava strides to his right to clear all allies from his path to the emo elf even though stinky is short and likely didn't block his aim.

15', move action
light crossbow attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
bolt P damage, cold iron, gravity bow: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7
confirm?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
P crit damage: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8

Bartolomey again shots and reloads.

light crossbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Brun climbs up.

climb: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Bartolomey again shots and reloads.

[dice=light crossbow]1d20+3
[dice=damage]1d6

Your bolts should be doing 1d8 damage, no?

Your bolts should be doing 1d8 damage, no?

You are right! Thank you!

damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

And also I need to confirm crititcal

light crossbow: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

According to the spell description for Hideous Laughter, I can make one more saving throw to shake this off, so here goes...

Must... stop... laughing... Kala attempts to focus her thoughts on her last days with her family, knowing that sorrowful time will chase away this fit of laughter if anything can.

Will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Stinky dances on his toes, staring up at Kala as she chokes on her laughter. Kala, pleeeaaase be okay! Snap out of it! Come on! You can do it. Get up and smash that guy!

See, my prayer worked!

Bartolomey's bolt strikes again, chipping away at the weakened leg of Abysiel. The crazed elf is clearly weakened and looks up with rage filled eyes to see Avi release his enlarged arrow. Striking firmly in the chest, the elf's body collapses, shudders and falls to the floor in a rain of dried flesh and bones. The mechanism shudders to an abrupt halt. Between her memories and the abrupt end to the elf, Kala finds the situation calming and stops her laughing. Krystiana and Brun look down through the hole in the grating and over the heads the hourglass at the center of the mechanism glows faintly.

Over on the couch, the large minotaur groans and looks up. Getting to a sitting position, Prince Nuar Spiritskin looks around. "Where in damnation am I at now? Lords that must have been a party last night. Grandmaster Torch knows how to drink, that is for sure." Glancing in your direction, he gestures to his chains. "This isn't my usual bedside manner, a little help?"

Post Combat

Avi -0
Krystiana -7
Bartolomey -0
Brun -2
Kala -2
Stinky -0
Trixxex -0
Abysiel -44 DEAD

Nuar Spiritskin, I presume? Yes of course, give us a moment.... do you know who had the key?

Avi runs over to the dead elf's body to check for a key to Naur's chains.

Amongst the bones and flesh, a small key is present.

Avi takes the key over to the minotaur and un-does his chains.

So... this is quite the little walk you took on your own. What was the elf going to do to you?

"Are you hurt?"

"We have some food and water if you need it as well."

Kala shakes her head to clear it and rises to her feet, internally grumbling: ...inside my head. That's not right! Hearing Stinky's whining, she takes a moment to make eye contact with him reassuringly. "I'm okay now, Stinky! It's okay. Good boy!"

Noting Krystiana and that ghost-thing staring down at something other than the minotaur, she strides over beside her fellow living human (not next to the ghost-thing) and asks: "Whatcha lookin' at?"

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17

Nuar stands and stretches as Avi removes his bonds. "My thanks friend and a thank you of the Minotaur empire, their prince is rescued!" He gives a quick grin, "Well at least rescued from whatever party I had gone to. What was this place? One of Torch's party palaces?"

He then slaps Bartolomey on the back. "Hurt? No no, I'm fine. Little sore from whatever stool I fell off of." He starts to move around a bit, looking at the various relics and items on the tables. "Damn this place is a mess, and old."

Looking back to Kala and Krystiana, he continues to wander about. "I'm looking at you two. How do we get back to the party?"

Bemused, Kala replies: "We know the way. Just let us get down and grab that glowing hourglass. That looks like the artifact we were supposed to look for. We may have a few notes to take before we head out too. Don't worry. We'll get you there fashionably late, so you can make a grand entrance." Can't hurt to play along, right?

Turning to Krystiana, she asks: "Why don't you get the hourglass, since you spotted it first?" Clapping her on the back, Kala shimmies down a chain to give Stinky a reassuring hug and some good, hearty back scratches.

Kala! Hooray! You came back down! I love you! Ooooh! That feels good! A little to the left... There! Oh, yeah! Stinky leans in to the scratches, clearly enjoying them with every fiber of his being.

Ah, the simple pleasures in life.

As Krystiana works to free the hourglass, the Pathfinders are able to find several interesting items amongst the old tools and debris from the remains of the alchemist workshop.

Nuar seems to be returning to better health and humor. "When can we go back? I'm pretty sure I remember the way now. This must have been some grand joke on Torch's part. Ahh what a friend!"

Once Krystiana has the hourglass, Kala announces: "All right gang, let's move out! Stinky, heel." Unless anyone calls out to stop her, she'll begin retracing their steps, conferring with Avi and the map he drew as needed along the way.

Are we going to get some food? I could really use a meal. Do you hear my tummy grumbling? It's been sooo loooong since I've eaten! (It hasn't been that long. He's a bottomless pit.)

"Good, Stinky." Krystiana sneaks out of her bag and discretely tosses it to the wolverine. She hefts the hourglass back up and follows Kala, "Lead the way."

"I hope this is over!"

Avi tries to hide an incredulous look as Nuar expresses his confusion and lack of awareness about where he is.

Apart from the possibility that this was one of Torch's pranks, what did you think you coming to down here?!?

He walks along with the group as they head back to the surface.

Nuar leads on with Kala, making small suggestions to cut down the travel time. The place has palpably aged since your inward trip, almost if time has caught up with it finally. The hourglass is heavy, but has a warmth to it, almost if it radiates energy.

"Well my new friend, I don't really remember much. Waay too much to drink is my guess. Ha! I'll find out more once I see him, but first a warm bath and healing. Too many little cuts and scrapes, I must have taken a fall."

Emerging back into the caverns and then a hour or so later into the streets of Absalom, the light and activity is a welcome change. It's well into the afternoon and town is alive. Nuar steps closer and bows formally, "I thank you again companions. The Minotaur Kingdom is in your debt and I appreciate the 'rescue' from the depths. Enjoy and come see me anytime and we can drink and reminisce."

It is a short walk to the Venture Captain Dreng's offices.

Pausing in case there is anything else you wanted to do, otherwise, feel free to talk to Venture Captain Dreng to close out

Well, my new flat does need a clock. Okay if I drop off the hourglass there before heading back to HQ? (j/k)

At Nuar's mention of needing healing, Kala's face turns a deeper shade in chagrin. "Here, let me help with that healing."

Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

After a moment on the street and some healing, you part ways with Nuar. Kala gets an extra smile and pat on the back for the cures and Nuar goes off down the street whistling a tune and pleased with the day.

You arrive safely back at Venture Captain Dreng's offices and after a moment, he joins you in his office. "Oh my, look at what you have found! Most extraordinary, well done Pathfinders." Seemingly lost in thought, he delicately examines the hourglass, pouring over the etchings and intricate workings. He suddenly looks shocked and then looks up, "Wait, did you find the Minotaur Prince Nuar? Where is he!"

Right at this moment, the door to the office swings open and Grandmaster Torch and his bodyguards are framed in the opening. "Ahhh, yes he is fine Venture Captain Dreng. These Pathfinders of yours are just outstanding. Outstanding." Strolling into the office, Torch seems very content and has an appreciative look to the group.

"So this is the famous Izryen Hourglass. An oddity may be a better word for it. Did it give you much trouble to secure it? Those mazes can be difficult."

Avi chuckles a bit. Hehe. We, uh, just kept following the trail of blood. Imagine our relief at finding Nuar wasn't too hurt. We had to fight an emo-clockwork-elf to get him back though.

Krystiana whispers, "Emo? What's that?" She clears her throat, "There were also parts of the maze that were either extra-dimensional or an illusion. We appeared to have been teleported somewhere for a moment to fight some vile aberration. Once the battle completed we were teleported back as if we hadn't moved."