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The windows of the nursery remain mostly intact, but are filthy from years of neglect. Three small daybeds lie empty. Several old toys, including a porcelain doll and a collection of wooden animals, rest unused in the corners of the room. Tiny tracks crisscross the dust on the floor. They seem almost like the tracks of a cat, but the oily fingerprints on the windows are unmistakably those of young children.
Dust swirls in the room in chaotic eddies. An unseen wind drives the dust and debris on the floor into vaguely childlike forms. Within seconds, three small creatures shuffle forward, a terrible mixture of broken stuffed animals, dried cat bones, and old clothes. One of them wears a filthy rag over its round head, one has the face of a large bat skull, and the last wears the head of that broken porcelain doll.
a dreadful chorus of disembodied, childlike whispers, uttering things such as, "Where have you been, Mother?", "Play with us," and "I'm hungry."
Light Condition: Dim Light
Active Party Buffs: None
Active Penalties: Aura of Sobs (10ft)
Red Monster Child(-0,Fine)
Blue Monster Child(-0,Fine)
Green Monster Child(-0,Fine)
Prakriti(-0,Fine)
Fen Vion(-0,Fine)
Rondolpho Keene(-0,Fine)
Kasumi the Vexatious(-0,Fine)
Mivvy Hetherington(-0,Fine)
Father Urzaia Conflict(-0,2 Charisma Damage)
Attic Whsiperer
NE Small Undead
This thing resembles a gray, emaciated child, with cobwebs and dust for clothes and animal bones for parts.
The demented children step forward and start grabbing at the nearest targets in the doorway.
What Happened
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Light Condition: Dim Light
Active Party Buffs: None
Active Penalties: Aura of Sobs (10ft)
Red Monster Child(-45,Shattered)
Blue Monster Child(-19,Fine)
Green Monster Child(-0,Fine)
Prakriti(-0,Fine)
Fen Vion(-0,Fine)
Rondolpho Keene(-0,Fine)
Kasumi the Vexatious(-0,Fine)
Mivvy Hetherington(-0,Fine)
Father Urzaia Conflict(-0,2 Charisma Damage)
Steal Voice and Aura of Sobs.
All of the voices that an attic whisperer steals linger around it in an invisible but audible aura of unnerving childlike whimpers, songs, and sobs. Any living creature that enters this area loses the benefit of all bardic performances affecting it and takes a –1 penalty on all attack rolls, damage rolls, and Will saving throws. The attic whisperer can suppress or reactivate its aura as a free action.
This aura is a sonic, mindaffecting effect.
A creature bit by an attic whisperer must make a DC 16 Will save or become fatigued for 1 hour.
A fatigued creature that is bitten is instead exhausted for 1 hour, and an exhausted creature falls asleep for 1 hour if bitten. The sleeper can only be roused by killing the attic whisperer or by using dispel magic, remove curse, or similar effects.
The save DC is Charisma-based.
The red one takes one hell of a beating, but when Fen swings his whip at it the little monster finally collapses. Prakriti moves in with her weapon in hand and smashes it against the blue one.
In return, they attack Prakriti! The one who tries to touch her and steal her voice misses, but the one who tries to steal her breath lands a bite!
What Happened
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"Cuchi-cuchi-coo!" chimes Kasumi, reaching down to tickle one of the horrid little creatures-- the one with the tattered green onesie.
She then takes a quick step back around the corner.
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Light Condition: Dim Light
Active Party Buffs: None
Active Penalties: Aura of Sobs (10ft)
Red Monster Child(-45,Shattered)
Blue Monster Child(-45,Shattered)
Green Monster Child(-0,Fine)
Prakriti(-1,Fine)
Fen Vion(-0,Fine)
Rondolpho Keene(-0,Fine)
Kasumi the Vexatious(-0,Fine)
Mivvy Hetherington(-0,Fine)
Father Urzaia Conflict(-0,2 Charisma Damage)
The blue attic whisperer shatters, and Kasumi tries to tickle the green one but misses. The green one then makes a bite at Urzaia and manages to get through his resilient armor!
What Happened
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The party smashes the last skeletal attic whisperer to bits, and they find themselves now in an empty nursery.
With nothing else of value or note in here, the party moves into the central room, where a strange figure stands. You see visions of a horned woman with skin of darkness and tattoos of wicked ambitions. You see her shadow grow as it covers all of Absalom, then the inner sea kingdoms, and then all of Golarion.
The figure who stands in the center of the room returns to view. With wings on his back like that of a massive moth, eyes of an insect, and antennae that darts from his head. In your minds you hear his chittering voice.
You should not have come here. Better for them to die.
He takes no other actions against you, however. He appears to be just observing and calculating.
Mothman
CN Medium Monstrous Humanoid
Little is known of these strange creatures, save that when they appear, calamity follows. Mothmen see themselves as agents of fate, exhibiting extraordinary powers to guide the hands of destiny.
You get a sense of foreboding. As if this is a warning rather than a threat.
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The chittering voice continues to hum in the minds of everyone. He speaks in cryptic prophecies. He maintains standing still with his arms folded across his chest in front of him, reaching his hands up to his shoulders.
For creation. Destruction awaits her reign. None would stand after those who could would fall. She would leave the woods and go to beyond, unstopped and unbound. This would be certain if not now cast uncertain. The fox and friends enter her prison and could tip the scales. To win will to be to forget what visions came. To fail would be to let them come to fruition.
Plan did I to find heroes who could silence the whispering shadow. Surprised that the fates grant them to come to me. The visions may become hollow, the darkness swept away. Do you stand to lighten the dark corners?
A creature that fails a save against this attack becomes shaken for 1d6 rounds. A creature currently suffering from a fear effect that fails this save instead takes 1d4 points of Wisdom damage. This is a mind-affecting fear effect. The save DC is Charisma-based.
A mothman may recreate the effects of any spell of 5th level or lower once per day as a spell-like ability, but only if doing so steers the flow of fate in its proper course.
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Be you the champion to guide the fight to her halls in the depths below and face the dark one? Be you the sun that ends the night and bring dawn to a world of shadow? Be you, that may. Lurking in the lowest point in this abode you find the challenge. Be you the one to smite evil and return balance to a forsaken land. With fate, may you be.
Find Anobiath through the coals and embers that have gone cold long ago, that once warmed this abode from the winter chill,
He then casts a spell, and you all feel as though you have an invisible force guiding you to your destination. Not only that, but you feel more capable.
Good Hope
This spell instills powerful hope in the subjects. Each affected creature gains a +2 morale bonus on saving throws, attack rolls, ability checks, skill checks, and weapon damage rolls.
I believe he is telling us the basement is hidden through the chimney and fireplace.
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He seems disinterested, but you will never know unless you try.
The only thing you can gather is that Anobiath must be a name.
The party heads downstairs to the fireplace and plays around with it for a bit. Eventually, a secret tunnel at the bottom of the fireplace is discovered, and the group ventures down.
A now soot covered party emerges into a diabolical laboratory. Colored bottles and vials of varying shapes and sizes litter the tables here, along with workbooks, inkwells, grease pencils, and pieces of chalk. An iron cage along the north wall holds a lone occupant, an emaciated man dead from advanced age. Several large jars hold the remains of what look like rapidly aged children immersed in amber fluid. A dozen smells compete to be the most foul.
A man of orange hair wearing a white lab coat and white headband watches you come out of the chimney. In his hand he holds a vial. "So you finally arrived. Light em' up!" Two apprentice alchemists from behind the tables throw their bombs at the party as well!
The bombs get thrown... And miss Mivvy and Prakriti entirely. Urzaia manages to get hit by the one thrown by the alchemist in the red garb, however, and upon it bursting the splash hits most of the party! The two bombs that miss only splash a few party members.
Light Condition: Dim Light
Active Party Buffs: None
Active Penalties: Aura of Sobs (10ft)
Blue Apprentice(-0,Fine)
Fen Vion(-4,Fine)
Prakriti(-4,Fine)
Taegrinn Flinn(-0,Fine)
Rondolpho Keene(-1,Fine)
Kasumi the Vexatious(-1,Fine)
Red Apprentice(-0,Fine)
Mivvy Hetherington(-2,Fine)
Father Urzaia Conflict(-18,2 Charisma Damage)
The blue alchemist apprentice throws a bomb at Keene next and hopes to hit the wizard ranger. It lands a blow against him, and splashes against the rest of the party!
What Happened
I am going to hate the sh** out of this fight.