GM Jhaeman's "Doom Comes to Dustpawn" (Inactive)

Game Master Jhaeman

Initiative (Round 3)

Living Nightmare
Tachonius
Almaas
Xilt
Izlin
Taman
Dawa

Bold may go!

Sorry for the delay in posting - was a little hectic with ConCurrent the last few days.

Dawa hurries in to the room to be able to see what is going on. This should give everyone the full +4/+4 bonus from Inspire and Banner; GM call whether this makes it possible for Dawa to use Saving Finale if Taman fails his save vs the Wis drain.

Then Dawa attempts to give the creature some bad luck.

Ill Omen, No save but it is susceptible to SR (it's also mind-affecting, enchantment, compulsion if that matters). Creature must roll twice and take the worse result on its next two d20 rolls.

Caster Level vs SR: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Tachonius again uses his bane ability and slashes at the nightmarish creature.

+1 Keen Falcata: 1d20 + 18 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 18 + 2 = 31 Damage: 1d8 + 13 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (2) + 13 + 2 + (6, 4) = 27
+1 Keen Falcata: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 13 + 2 = 34 Damage: 1d8 + 13 + 2 + 2d6 ⇒ (7) + 13 + 2 + (4, 4) = 30

Tachonius' magical falcata cuts through the monster, and with a final horrifying shriek it disappears entirely!

We are off Initiative.

Unfortunately Dawa does not yet know Restoration.

will: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

"Guys, I need some healing, here is my wand!"

clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Almaas starts casting detect magic and then scans the room.

Perception: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (6) + 18 = 24

He then looks at Tachonius.

"Oh dear Erastil! Tachonius, you look awful! Is everything ok?" he asks concerned.

kn arcana: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

"Hey look, almost two dozen small crystals are scattered around the room, though they don't detect as magical."

A knowledge (arcana) check would be necessary to figure out what they are.

"I'm fine," Tachonius replies.

Cure Light x3: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (6, 4, 8) + 3 = 21

Izlin attunes his senses to the arcane and studies the objects.

Arcana: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15

Casting Detect Magic

Xilt recovers one of his spells with his final pearl of power. He taps himself with a wand and grants himself Heightened Awareness.

"You said something about crystals? Yes, yes."

(Take 10 on K-Arcana is 30 with Heightened Awareness)

Dawa eyes the scattered crystals. "Moonsign, I would guess. We must be on the right track..." He, of course, has no idea what he's talking about.

Dawa eyes the scattered crystals. "Moonsign, I would guess. We must be on the right track..." He, of course, has no idea what he's talking about.

:-)

"Good, then let us pick up these moon signs. So what do we do to these wooden statues? Should we just attack them now? We can all ready ourselves and together attack."

Xilt nods.

"These are burnt out dream crystals and of some value to scholars of the arcane. I suggest that we harvest them. Waste not want not."

What would you guys like to do next?

Izlin moves down the hallway a few steps and again seeks out any arcane energy. He pays special attention to the door for traps or guardians.

Perception {Detect Magic}: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22

Taman exits the room and opens the next door on the right.

perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

Taman opens the door to reveal a library. Bookshelves line the walls of this room, although the majority of the books now lie scattered across the floor.

The sound of movement and muttering comes from further down the corridor to the east.

Almaas enters the room and casts detect magic to search the room.

Perception: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (3) + 18 = 21

"So what can we find here?!"

Xilt as a dutiful member of the exchange ensures that the gem stones are collected.

He keeps an ear out for the noise to the east.

Perception: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21

"Guys, we can deal with the books latter. What is the story with the muttering?"

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

"Shall we open that next door?" and Taman opens next door.

Xilt nods at Taman's request to open the door.

"Sure. As long as we come back to take a look at the books."

Hearing the muttering, Dawa quickly begins anew his Celestial song of bravery to inspire his comrades.

Tachonius heads to the end of the corridor and looks around.

Perception: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (3) + 21 = 24

Before heading into the chamber at the end of the corridor, the magus take time to enact a defensive measure.

Mirror Images: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Suddenly, six of tiefling fill the hallway.

Almaas walks into the library and takes a look around. Although nothing is magical, there is an impressive collection of books. Most are astronomical texts, but there’s also works ranging from history to fiction.

Meanwhile, Tachonius heads to the end of the corridor in the direction of the muttering and sees that what appears to have once been some sort of lounge is now in ruins. Several fine pieces of furniture that were once attached to the floor now lie broken and tumbled against the walls, while cracks run up and down along all surfaces. Shattered fragments of crystal lie in heaps along the edges of the room, while grime-caked windows mostly buried under the earth offer filthy, sooty slits to the outside. One object of note that seems to have survived the crash sits at the easternmost end of the room—-a large orrery made of bronze: four of the orrery’s planets seem to be missing.

A toad-like humanoid is here, dressed in fine robes. He putters around with a desk in the corner, muttering to himself.

I've placed a picture of the man and the orrery on Slide # 3.

Appraise: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Izlin did take too much time to get an idea of the collection's worth.

He hear's the man's words. It talks like a venture captain.

Appraise: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

"I do not understand what she is saying!"

Xilt notices the valuable books in the collection.

"We definitely should takes these back. It will be worth a small fortune to the right buyer."

(Take 10 on Appraise is 23)

Xilt fingers a scroll but as Izlin actually understand Elven he turns to him.

"Perhaps you would like to talk to the frog-man and be good enough to translate?"

The small mephit whizzes around on his small wings and speaks to Xilt.

"Hey boss. There are where the planets go. But what to do? I mean we do not know what will happen if we do complete it. Decisions, decisions."

Dawa gazes at the orrery with fascination. "More moonsign, for certain!" he whispers to no one in particular.

Having learned a painful lesson from last time, Izlin is loath to step into the chamber. However, he recognizes the practically of the situation. He steps in and addresses the 'toad'.

The strange-looking man looks over as Izlin begins speaking.

Xilt is loath to use up his scroll for no purpose. He relies on his training in languages to piece together the conversation.

Linguistics: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35

To the others, "He's addle-minded and thinks we are his crew. He wants to send us out as an expedition as the ship just arrived on the planet."

He turns back toward the captain,

Izlin waits to see how his request is received.

“At least he is not attacking us!“

Does our elven companion with the bat wings have any connections to the frog man? One speaks elven and the other is an elf?

Izlin takes a moment to translate for his allies.

Open spoilers.

He asks the team, "Any ideas?"

Dawa smiles to hear the translation of the "captain's" addled words. "Might as well humor this old coot. He wants us to explore, and we want to explore. And who knows, maybe he will turn out to be helpful to us once we know more about this strange place. For now, I suggest we continue looking for more moonsign, and simply tell him that we are doing as he asks."

He pauses. "Who is this Sonarisa, though, I wonder?"

Almaas looks at the bat lady.

”Can someone ask the bat lady of she knows more about the frog is saying please?!“

The "bat-lady" is waiting outside the ship if someone wishes to speak with her.

Almaas returns to outside the ship.

He motions for the bat-lady to follow him.

diplomacy to gain her trust if necessary : 0 + 1d20 + 20 ⇒ 0 + (1) + 20 = 21

He then walks with her to return to the frog-man.

"I think that we should explore the rest of this ruin first. Clearly this device opens some sort of portal. In my experience once you move on you are less likely to go back and see what you have missed. Besides there might be something valuable that we might actually need before crossing over."

"Besides we can always tell him that we are completing the survey he asked for. Perhaps then he will let us play with the device."

"Talk about stating the obvious."

Tzleztor quips back to his master.

"Still a plan is a plan."

Outside, Almaas tries to persuade the bat-eared elven woman to come back with him to the ship. She shakes her head, and motions for him to return. It seems clear she thinks there's something important inside, but she's unwilling to enter herself.