AC 25/T19/FF17 HP 68/68 F+8 R+15 W+8 Init +8 Perception +13
Swasbuckler (Whirling Dervish) 9
"Well I don´t, but I was mostly running. In any case let us look around this floor first!"
Dailung carefully cleans her blade and sheathes it before nodding to the others.
Male Gnome Summoner 9 [ HP 84/84 | AC 22/14/19 | Fort +10, Ref +10, Will +10 (+2 vs. illusions) | Init +4 | Perception +10] {mage armor} Summons-V 3/9 - {bralani 84/84 } Whiskers 66/66 AC27 {I summoned, -1 neg level }
” Sounds good. Should we search the the bodies? Kinda creepy but they may have notes notes or maps or something helpful we can use. Well and they may have stuff we can’t use but e can just leave that stuff until we come back.“
Selter harangues the reptile a bit for running from from little doggies. The he sets her guarding the stairs up in the hall while the search the bodies and the rest of the first floor.
Sickly's only concerned with staying as far from the mushrooms as possible... so still gasping from his recent exertion, he goes out of the room to the east, and checks the rooms along the far side of the main floor, eventually circling around to the entry hall from the north.
The group slowly goes around the first floor, you quickly discover three bedrooms on the south side of the building. In one of the rooms, you find an alchemist formula book, hidden under a loose flagstone in the floor.
Book:
freedom of movement, purple worm poison, blue whinnis, displacement, barkskin, black adder venom, cat’s grace, false life, giant wasp poison, heightened awareness, shield heroism, water breathing, neutralize poison, and stoneskin.[/ooc]
You also find a spiral stairway leading down into somewhere dark. Option Down and you finally reach a room.
The chaos of construction reigns in this room. Remains of a bedroom and smoking parlor linger amidst piles of debris, construction materials, and misplaced tools.
Good plan, Sickly. We will finish this level first. I mean it makes more sense than going up and down and up and down again, right? Do you think there are more of those no-so-nice people? I did not get to see them...well not much. That one seemed a bit strange when she tried to run past. BUt if there are more, hopefully they are more friendly.
He motions the air elemental to stay close.
The dwarf wipes his running nose, and looks worriedly back the way they came.
"No fungus this way." He says quietly, apparently just going this way to avoid the mushrooms that were summoned in the prior one.
Now back to regularly scheduled puppy madness.
He recoils from the sight of so many dogs in one place, his face already starting to turn blotchy and red.
"Dominatrices have such a great sense of humor- you're all very slapstick," the enchantress quips. "In my experience, you're all so very punctual too. After an hour, you always untie me and say, 'Sorry; tie me up.'"
Covertly cast hideous laughter (DC20) on the whip-wielding woman. Covert Casting and Subtle Enchantments apply as usual.
why three AoO's? Should just be 1 shouldn't it, for the movement?
Spellcraft to ID spell:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18(ID's up to a 3rd level spell)
Sickly frowns, at the sight of all the chained up people, and chases after the woman (it's been a she and a he, not sure on gender).
As he enters the next room, he points his weapon at her. "It's not nice to chain people up like that!" It sounds totally lame, but he doesn't seem to care, as his eye starts to twitch and swell shut again from the lingering aura of the dogs, that filled the room a short time before.
With a pitiful wail, he brings his hammer up, and then down again, swinging it at the lady with the whip.
As Dailung easily knocks the final foe unconscious, Sickly is quick to leave the room, his breath coming in loud rasps, eyes watering, as he tries to find a spot where there were not so many dogs.
He goes back the way they came, to where the people were chained up. Not sure why they are imprisoned, he prepares to smash the chains loose from the floor with his hammer.
Will use adamantine weapon to smash out the pins, or what have you... unless someone tells him not to.
Otherwise up the staircase in the main hall seems the obvious way to go. Shrug. I just follow the others =)
The freed captives fall over themselves thanking Sickly for his timely sundering of their bonds. "Gods bless you all! My name is Kaborghia, lead Pathfinder of the expedition here. Before we were captured, we found tablets from Katheer's Venicaan College. We must get word of them to Venture Captain Valsin!" Turning to Wembly, he seems a bit wild-eyed. "None like us, far as I know. Dulm is up there, attending to the hellion of a woman these men call captain."
The whipmaster carries a number of tokens, as well as a scroll, potion, and wand. His cloak and rapier along with his belt and boots are of high quality. Dailung and Ansha find that the second floor landing is barren of interesting features. Two doors stand closed, one to either side.
Male Gnome Summoner 9 [ HP 84/84 | AC 22/14/19 | Fort +10, Ref +10, Will +10 (+2 vs. illusions) | Init +4 | Perception +10] {mage armor} Summons-V 3/9 - {bralani 84/84 } Whiskers 66/66 AC27 {I summoned, -1 neg level }
”Umm hey I could...well that works too. “
Wembly was about to see if the air elemental could slip under the door but the sundered door makes it moot.
”Take care there are not more prisoners. I mean we can rescue them , we just don’t want them to get more hurt. If they are hurt that is. Well even being chained is bad enough. But if there are no prisoners then we don’t need to worry. “
Sickly smashes open the door to reveal bright colors and gold-plated embellishments defining the central theme of this bedroom’s décor. The northern double doors open into a sitting area filled with enormous pillows and a small writing desk overlooking the sea. Each exterior wall features giant windows with gossamer curtains pulled shut to maintain privacy while letting in light.
Sickly's in the right spot. (unless someone moved him after you mentioned that)
The dwarf frowns slightly, more than happy to let Selter lead the way. This looked just the kind of place to have an unusually high perfume or cologne content... neither of which he reacted well to.
Selter turns the corner to see a four poster bed covered with silks and a matching vanity completing the feminine boudoir. A lightly armored elven woman brandishes a rapier, giving the sallow half-orc in front of her a push with her boot. ”Go on, Dulm, play with your Pathfinders then!” The command is derisive, an ugly smirk twisting her face into a cruel mask.
