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Pooka nods his agreement with Not-Trixie. "That Headdress belongs in the museum. Hats really likes hats, so I suspect we may be able to convince him to give it up, especially if we have something to trade in return." Pooka looks to the others, an apologetic look on his face clearly indicating he likely does not have said item that Hats would probably really like.
Pooka guides Luna into the room where the strange creature is rummaging around. "Hail Hats! It has been some time since we have met. Pooka, from the Pathfinder society. Do you remember me?"
Hats loks up from the pile of smoking liquid and cloth when his name is mentioned by Pooka. A lone tentacle reaches to wipe the creatures nose as a powerful stench washes over Pooka, Lilli, Not-Trixie and Prickles.
"Oh poor poor Willuh...sniff...you my very favorite most of all..oh! Uh, hello thar" The tentacled beast seems to perk up then nods vigorously. "No, no, sorry little fella, can't say as I do but maybe, when I was guarding those Sewer Dragons..I was a good guard, yes yes I was. Hey!" Hats withdraws his two hatted tentacles behind his massive body "I think I DO remember you, stingy hat hoarder! You are not here to take my new hats are you?!?"
The otyugh looks most distraught, at least as far as you can tell.
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Oh boy, this might not go well...
"Hey everyone, plug your nose if you can, or cover it at least. It might help keep the stench down."
"Well Hats, we aren't here to take your hat. That hat in fact belongs to someone else, and we are here to retrieve it. Whaddya say you be a good sport and hand it over? What's that you got there?"
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If the poor otyugh doesn’t look too overwhelmed, Not-Trixie adds her voice to the short folk next to her, speaking in a soft, soothing manner. ”It is an honor to meet you, Hats. I have only heard stories of your bravery in fighting back the forces of the Onyx Alliance beneath Absalom. Pray tell, why are you here on the Shadow Plane and not in your home? How did that headdress behind your back come to you? And my apologies for eavesdropping, but who is this Willuh you mentioned? It must hurt a lot to lose your favorite.” She nods understandingly, her expression inviting and empathetic to the otyugh’s plight.
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Hmmm, I bet this is gonna get violent. Did I ever mention that a famous Tian philosopher once said that SPEED is the essence of War?
As I I say this, I cast the Spell Haste, buffing all that I can within our party.
School transmutation; Level alchemist 3, arcanist 3, bard 3, bloodrager 3, investigator 3, magus 3, medium 2, occultist 3, psychic 3, redmantisassassin 3, skald 3, sorcerer 3, spiritualist 3, summoner 2, summoner (unchained) 3, wizard 3
Casting
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, M (a shaving of licorice root)
Effect
Range close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels)
Targets one creature/level, no two of which can be more than 30 ft. apart
Duration 1 round/level
Saving Throw Fortitude negates (harmless); Spell Resistance yes (harmless)
Description
The transmuted creatures move and act more quickly than normal. This extra speed has several effects.
When making a full attack action, a hasted creature may make one extra attack with one natural or manufactured weapon. The attack is made using the creature's full base attack bonus, plus any modifiers appropriate to the situation. (This effect is not cumulative with similar effects, such as that provided by a speed weapon, nor does it actually grant an extra action, so you can't use it to cast a second spell or otherwise take an extra action in the round.)
A hasted creature gains a +1 bonus on attack rolls and a +1 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves. Any condition that makes you lose your Dexterity bonus to Armor Class (if any) also makes you lose dodge bonuses.
All of the hasted creature's modes of movement (including land movement, burrow, climb, fly, and swim) increase by 30 feet, to a maximum of twice the subject's normal speed using that form of movement. This increase counts as an enhancement bonus, and it affects the creature's jumping distance as normal for increased speed. Multiple haste effects don't stack. Haste dispels and counters slow.
I have been asked to remind everyone that casting spells is oftentimes considered a hostile action, especially by those who do not understand magic. Such actions often trigger hostile reactions that are detrimental to conversation and non-violent resolution of conflict, so please refrain from casting spells at this time. Vendalfek’s telepathic voice sounds as though he is reciting something by rote, but his gaze is fixed squarely on Arklore from his perch atop Not-Trixie’s head.
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I continue casting the spell and recite a bit more of the ancient philosophy.
The art of war teaches us to rely not on the likelihood of the enemy not coming,
But on our own readiness to receive our enemy;
Not on the chance of our enemies not attacking,
But rather on the fact that we have made our position unassailable.
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The Rock floats in. He had thought that waiting would be a good idea but Not-Trixie was right considering what kind of headgear Hats was wearing.
"Hats. I know that you know a good deal when you see one. Am I right? How about a trade? One of your hats for three of ours?
The Rock figures that a creature that lives in muck would consider three shinny items to be better than one.
Ginger follows but keep a bit of a distance from the stinky creature.
Hats shifts his weight back and forth a bit as the party inundates him with several requests. As Arklore begins the somatic movements to cst his spell, the otyugh becomes visibly nervous. Not=trixie, though, is able to put him at ease
"Willuh, poor Willah. It was my favorite hat. It had three points! I was trying to shine it up, you know, cause I had to but those stupid soaps just melted Willuh away..oh!" Hats' tentacles move about hsi space. "And now you want to take my SECOND favorite hate.. oh dear!" Hats seems worried but "Hat for a hat? Well, maybe...but I need a good hat! And, I will not let you take this one until this place is safe. Nope! When you are done here, maybe we swap hats. If you have a good one...maybe.."
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"I am so glad you can find it in your heart to forgive me." Pooka smiles and bows. "We will return, and with any luck, we will have for you a new favorite hat to beat all of your other favorites."
With that, Pooka nudges Luna. The dog spins expertly on her rear legs and trots out of the room to find the next challenge that awaits the group.
"What do you say we see what is in here?" Pooka asks over his shoulder as he approaches the door across the hallway from the room they just exited.
Hats shifts his enormous feet and clutches the nemes with both hands, seemingly prepared to protect it. Meanwhile, the remaining pathfinders search the surrounding area. They find numerous boxes of alchemical agents. Some have been used, apparently by poor hats, but there is plenty left in storage. The party finds at least 60 items of various common alchemical items.
Pooka leads the charge to explore the other rooms of the manor. Turathal uses his power to see though doors and discovers the next few rooms unoccupied, being used for storage and living areas. Nothing og value is found in either of the rooms.
One last door is seen at the end of the hallway...
Pooka opens the door and looks into the room beyond...
Harsh, cold blue illumination fills this space, coming from braziers hoisted up on the ceiling some thirty feet above. A cracked-wide ebony pyramid rises ten feet off the ground in the chamber’s center, covered by a thick layer of dust. Small cases line the joins between wall and floor along the northern edge of the room. A series of paintings hang from the northern wall, each depicting a somber scene in muted colors.
As the agents scan the paintings they recognize Yamada Osa painting resting at the center. As Nigel Aldain’s inventory list indicated, the image portrays the somber view of a Tian Xia village situated between a mountain and a forest.
nation of Shenmen.
As Pooka eyes the painting, he notices two beautifully carved glass renderings sit on each side of the Osa. Admiring their beauty, his eyes go wide as the images step out of the wall! Two large gliding creatures step from the wall and begin to move toward Pooka, their intent plainly menacing.
***ROUND 1***
Rock
Ginger
Not-Trixie
Prickles
Pooka
Turathal
Arklore
Lily
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GLASS
Ginger steps forward attacking the statue on the left.
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"I'll take the one on the right! Luna, Charge!" Pooka yells, nudging the very good dog in her flanks. Brimming with energy, Luna hardly needs any more encouragement, Pooka's command a bit like removing a dam on a river in the blink of an eye.
Luna's powerful haunches tense up and Pooka leans forward to absorb the sudden momentum shift. Her first stride, reaching out with both front paws is almost a leap into the air, generating the power to propel them both forward. Within three strides she has hit full speed, bursting through the door and straight at the glass statue on the right side of the room. Pookas lance is gripped tightly in both hands and he thrusts it forward powerfully.
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Lilli casts blessing of fervor and tires to get as many of her allies as she can.
"This should help in combat!"
The Rock blasts a ball of ice at one of the glass monstrosities. The ice hits the creature squarely but the ice ball stops and shakes as it hits, the thing then absorbs the ball and it juts out with equal force at the Rock! It strikes him in the chest!
Ginger attempts to get revenge on the glass construct but the attack misses the mark.
Not-Trixie and Turathal try to remember the creatures from their years of study...
Pooka and Luna charge! Pooka just manages to lance the glass structure, causing significant damage, glass shattering at the attack. Luna manages to knock the thing to the ground but the loyal mount's bite cannot penetrate the tough glass.
Lilly summons magic to aid the party.
***ROUND 2***
Blessing of Fervor active
Rock (-33)
Ginger
Not-Trixie
Prickles
Pooka
Turathal
Arklore
Lily
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GLASS Red
GLASS Blue (-74)
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"Glass golems! They react unpredictably to magic - try not targeting them directly with spells?" Not-Trixie suggests as she pulls out a bit of butter. Focusing on the ground beneath the other golem, she imagines a pool of grease filling the floor beneath it as she weaves magical symbols with her hand.
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I make a quick dash forward and then I aid the Party by casting "HASTE" again.
Now as I say again...SPEED is the ESSENCE of WAR
School transmutation; Level alchemist 3, arcanist 3, bard 3, bloodrager 3, investigator 3, magus 3, medium 2, occultist 3, psychic 3, redmantisassassin 3, skald 3, sorcerer 3, spiritualist 3, summoner 2, summoner (unchained) 3, wizard 3
Casting
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V, S, M (a shaving of licorice root)
Effect
Range close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels)
Targets one creature/level, no two of which can be more than 30 ft. apart
Duration 1 round/level
Saving Throw Fortitude negates (harmless); Spell Resistance yes (harmless)
Description
The transmuted creatures move and act more quickly than normal. This extra speed has several effects.
When making a full attack action, a hasted creature may make one extra attack with one natural or manufactured weapon. The attack is made using the creature's full base attack bonus, plus any modifiers appropriate to the situation. (This effect is not cumulative with similar effects, such as that provided by a speed weapon, nor does it actually grant an extra action, so you can't use it to cast a second spell or otherwise take an extra action in the round.)
A hasted creature gains a +1 bonus on attack rolls and a +1 dodge bonus to AC and Reflex saves. Any condition that makes you lose your Dexterity bonus to Armor Class (if any) also makes you lose dodge bonuses.
All of the hasted creature's modes of movement (including land movement, burrow, climb, fly, and swim) increase by 30 feet, to a maximum of twice the subject's normal speed using that form of movement. This increase counts as an enhancement bonus, and it affects the creature's jumping distance as normal for increased speed. Multiple haste effects don't stack. Haste dispels and counters slow.
Not-Trixie and Turathal coat the floor with magical greese. Both constructs lose their footing and topple!
Arklore calls on arcane magic to quicken the party. The agents feel as if their very body will shake apart, but can see their movements are indeed faster.
The glass creatures stand then turn their attention to the large dino, striking at it. Their attacks bounce off the dino's unusual and incredibly thick hide.
From somewhere to the west of Pooka, a seething red ray slams into Pooka. The halfling is caught completely unaware and is singed considerably.
***ROUND 2***
Blessing of Fervor active
Haste active
Rock (-33)
Ginger
Not-Trixie
Prickles
Pooka(-28)
Turathal
Arklore
Lily
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GLASS Red
GLASS Blue (-74)
the unseen
Ginger continues to follow the Rock's instructions and attacks the Glass Golem (Red) as it rises to its feet.
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With a burst of speed, I move into the room....not totally sure waht could be hurting Pooka but knowing these creatures mean serious business, I assume some risk and cast the spell "SHOUT" at the galls creature in front of me....wondering if the sonic blast with shatter it like a glass.
Casting
Casting Time 1 standard action
Components V
Effect
Range 30 ft.
Area cone-shaped burst
Duration instantaneous
Saving Throw Fortitude partial or Reflex negates (object); see text; Spell Resistance yes (object)
Description
You emit an ear-splitting yell that deafens and damages creatures in its path. Any creature within the area is deafened for 2d6 rounds and takes 5d6 points of sonic damage. A successful save negates the deafness and reduces the damage by half. Any exposed brittle or crystalline object or crystalline creature takes 1d6 points of sonic damage per caster level (maximum 15d6). An affected creature is allowed a Fortitude save to reduce the damage by half, and a creature holding fragile objects can negate damage to them with a successful Reflex save. A shout spell cannot penetrate a silence spell.
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"Where in the nine hells did that come from?" Pooka's head swivels, looking for the source.
The halfling quickly realizes it doesn't matter. If he can't see it, he can't do anything about it. There were more immediate threats in front of them. He could only hope his companions could do something about it. With the divine blessings from Lilli, Pooka closes to attack range and thrusts his lance at the golem he just charged, hoping to take it out.
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Ginger continues to attack the Glass Golem(Red). Like a dog with a bone Ginger refuses to let the poor creature go.