GM Worg's Tears at Bitter Manor (Inactive)

Game Master Kyle "Worg" H

And now you are deaf.

What?

"You could have just taken my offer, I would love to explore what you find interesting/" Fen says whip cracking.

Whip: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 101d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

I SAID AND NOW YOU ARE DEAF.
Failed Fortitude Save: Deafened for: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4 Rounds.
Fen's whip misses the Dark Slayer. :(

Why don’t we calm things down and let Kasumi get information from her new pal?

Keene fries to finish off the red enemy.

Attack 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

Damage 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (6, 3) + 3 = 12

Fort: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

Kasumi takes a step back and shouts (as she cannot hear herself and control her volume):

"It never would have worked out! I'm gay as heck!"

Kasumi takes a step back and shouts (as she cannot hear herself and control her volume):

"It never would have worked out! I'm gay as heck!"

Can I have this mounted on my wall? It is majestic.

Kasumi the Vexatious wrote:

Kasumi takes a step back and shouts (as she cannot hear herself and control her volume):

"It never would have worked out! I'm gay as heck!"

Can I have this mounted on my wall? It is majestic.

Absolutely! I’ve been waiting my whole life for the opportunity to shout that.

Going to get a combat update in tomorrow before my appointment (MRI and MRV Scans for the skull). Will resume regular full posting Friday.

Prakriti follows along with the group, and casts Bless on the party.

+1 attack to all for the rest of the combat.

Oh, Kasumi can't talk. Okay then...
Mivvy steps up to strike at the remaining foe.

attack, flanking, ps, bless: 1d20 + 10 + 2 - 2 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 10 + 2 - 2 + 1 = 18
damage: 1d6 + 4 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 3 + 4 = 16

Mivvy and Keene step up and slice and dice the last Dark Slayer down.

Urzaia and Mivvy, while taking damage, are mostly fine after the explosion. Kasumi stands around unable to hear anyone for a few more moments, explaining how things just wouldn't work because they are from two different worlds. She, a fox-fey hybrid creature with missile launchers who only finds ladies of courtly company, and he an abomination of shadows.

Upon the Dark Slayers you find a disguise kit, a wand, and some monopoly money.

The place is now even more eerily silent.

Where to, Pathfinders?

The high-pitched whine slowly dies down to mumbles, and mumbles become words, and then she realizes she's the one making the words, and that she's shouting about her wife's hot, hot bod and how the Dark Slayer, like, couldn't even compare, man; also, she's crying a little.

Composing herself, she taps at her ears for a moment, then shakes her head.

"Find any good loot, then?" she asks, looking over the wand.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

...Looking right over it, in fact. "That disguise kit may be useful, for those of you who are less... fluid. ...Which I think is all of you. If we want to try to pose as orderlies, anyway. I can try to look like one of them."

She tilts her head. "Not sure how useful that's going to be, though, if anyone heard me. Do we just want to start kicking doors in, then?"

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 5 + 2 = 8

"I think we may be past the chance of secrecy but who really knows. We could try dressing up." Fen says looking the bloody clothes over.

"It does help that we know their... well, maybe not their deepest motivations, but those of us in disguise can at least whisper about slaughter. Speaking of disguises..."

With that, her face contorts, and she takes on the specific form of the orderly who she charmed.

spellcraft : 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

”Ooh, alter self!”

While I was a better sneak than Kasumi this time, I wouldn't count on it again. Kicking in doors is more my style.

”The alter self wand might allow us to take on more unusual disguises, you know,” Keene suggests when the group starts talking about blending in.

The house is still eerily silent. There are several options of where to go. Where to, Pathfinders?

I could use some fresh air after those pops. Check outside?

Urzaia's Ultimates step outside into the grounds...

A frail man sits outside in a wooden rocking chair. He faces northeast as if looking at a place far away. He rocks slowly, muttering quietly to himself.

Before approaching, Mivvy casts a spell to detect magic.

"Good Day sir, might we inquire about your likes and dislikes of this place?" Fen asks Producing a clip board and pen "We are from the Ministry of Health Improvement Practices... or HIP for short."

Mivvy does not detect the presence of magic on the old man.

The old man does not speak directly to Fen. He only mutters loudly to himself.

“I never should have listened. My fiancée was as beautiful as sunset over the sea. I had everything I wanted, until that other woman convinced me to leave my love. I tried so hard to resist, but how can you escape the one you’ve dreamed of all your life?"

"I told Bethany before the wedding that I had met the girl I’d always dreamed of. We argued. I told Bethany to leave, and to throw her ring into the river."

"She stole my carriage and fled north. I never saw her again. I never saw the other woman again, either."

"I drank my sorrows away till my health failed. Been here almost forty years now. Forty lonely years.”

Quest Acquired: With this Ring.
Acquire the ring from Gill’s scorned fiancée.

Can you tell us more about Bethany? Do you know anywhere up north she might have been heading?

Rather than answer, the old man begins to break down sobbing.

In his current state, he is too distraught to be of much more help.

With no further conversation coming from the old man Urzaia explores the grounds and peeks in some windows.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

"WE can ask around town for more information on him and this woman. We need to figure out what is happening here." Fen says going with Urzaia

The room right above the entry way looks like a nursing station. This small office holds a bed and chair for patient examination and treatment that can’t be performed in a patient’s room.

The rooms connected to this side of the building all look like patient rooms, housing elderly patients of different ethnicity and genders. You realize that if this house is indeed under the care of dark folk, time may be of the essence to rescue these elderly citizens.

Quest Acquired: No One Else.
Destroy the monsters before they can slaughter a patient.

Urzaia regroups with his comrades.

Let's head back inside. We need to get to the bottom of this, quickly.

As a Nurse who works in a Nursing home this is pretty awesome indeed.

"I agree, we know at least some of those inside are real people so we should get them out quickly." Fen says not really having a full understanding of what Elderly can do.

Keene nodded in agreement. ”The patients’ safety is paramount.”

Kasumi’s wand snaps back into her hand.

”Count me in!”

Cursed Paizo website! It did not show me any updates at all for this campaign! Moved you all back into the house.

The hallway before you stretches far to both sides. A door to the east leads to an unknown room. The door to the west leads to the nursing station.

Which way will you check first?

Urzaia pulls his axe, looks to the party, and gestures towards the nursing station.

"Left than right?" Fen tells more than asks

Kasumi nods as she thinks over what she's learned about slayers.

Aside from, y'know, their preferred love songs.

The nursing station, as described above, has a bunch of locked cabinets.

Assuming no one has Disable Device...

You move into the room to the right.

The kitchen at Mother’s Care exudes the foul odor of mildew and insect dung. A dirty pot containing old gruel sits on the counter opposite a cold hearth that hasn’t been used for cooking in a long time.

Not so fast, GM! I have a +3 to Disable Device and a Traveler's Any-Tool!

Take 20 Disable Device: 20 + 3 = 23

Not so fast, Kasumi! That activates my trap card, Bottomless Trap Hole!
Kasumi spends the next 2 minutes fiddling with the lock.
Effectively, 20 rounds.

What is the rest of the party doing?

Keene keeps his sword at the ready, as the time slowly ticks by to get the lock open.

"Hmm-hmm-hmmm... nudging at the lock now, hm-hm-hmmmm, gotta find the spot, hm hm hmmmm, reminds me of Sayuki, hm hm hmmmmm…………"

Eventually, Kasumi manages to pop open the lock. She quickly takes everything mentioned above in the spoiler.

Some of you believe you heard Kasumi talk about the kinks in her life. You probably choose to ignore it.

Will the Pathfinders go back to the kitchen, or down the hallways?

Oh, yay, the adventure has given us antiplague, that’s a good sign!

Urzaia tosses everything that isn't claimed by someone else in a backpack.

Clearly these aren't being used for the residents. Let's check these doors before we start searching the patient's rooms.

The kitchen at Mother’s Care exudes the foul odor of mildew and insect dung. A dirty pot containing old gruel sits on the counter opposite a cold hearth that hasn’t been used for cooking in a long time.

Do you check out the pot, or go elsewhere?

Kasumi looks at the pot from across the room. "I could make that taste good, but I'm fifty-fifty that it'd still kill you," she figures.