Outpost III - GM Alex's What the Helms Hide (PFS1 Standard mode) (Inactive)

Game Master Terminalmancer

The wolf slowly dissolves into mist, and vanishes.

Manathiel, would you like to roll an extra 2d6 spiked pit damage for me, please?

Spikes: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3

Will save for Helven: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

The remaining visible Decemvirate member mutters at you all. "You'll see. Jeggare couldn't stand before me, and you're no Jeggare!"

Mercutio senses his spell failing!

A purplish-black explosion erupts from the helm, briefly sucking the light out of the room.

Everybody is in the area of a Negative Energy channel doing : 2d6 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8 damage, Will save DC 15 half! (would be 4 negative energy damage)

A will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

In the background... climb check: 1d20 ⇒ 12
The walls have knives!: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 3) = 9

The domino-masked Decemvirate discovers she is nearly unable to climb the wall, even bracing herself against a corner. She continues orating.

A spell, I wonder which one...: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Initiatives!
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18: Helven Leroung (-4)
16: Veldrid Goldborough (inspiring courage?) (-11)
15: Manathiel
14: Eylysia
14: Idril
13: Vin
12: Dexter
28: The Pale Butcher (moved due to readied attack)
24: Mercutio

Everyone's up!

Vin will move into a better position and flex her guns... I mean attempt to blast Helven.

Miss chance?--high hits: 1d100 ⇒ 99

Extended Telekinetic Blast

Atk: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Bell damage: 2d6 + 13 ⇒ (4, 4) + 13 = 21

Will (Dark Life Ring): 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 2 = 21 No damage w/ Ring

The Pale Butcher's borrowed ring flares in a dark greeting as she steps forward to intercept Helven.

Falchion (PA, Idina, Mercutio): 1d20 + 8 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 8 - 1 + 2 = 18
Magic Cold Iron Slashing: 2d4 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 = 18
Concealment: 1d100 ⇒ 60
GHOOOOSSTTS: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Negative Energy: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Concealment: 1d100 ⇒ 28

Oops forgot about the Will save
Will save?: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20

Will Save DC 15: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

Resisting much of the evil assault, Dexter points at their ghostly ally, Sera and the enemy next to her. The gnome yells to his companion, "Flank 'em Sal and rip 'em up! Show them how not-evil pathfinders do it!"

He dashes over towards the pit ready to engage the fourth enemy if it makes it out.

Free to command to Flank, can't fail DC 12, Double Move

Will DC 15: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

The boar rears back in anger and happily tromps over to attack the source of the pain.

Move, Attack Veldred

Gore - Power Attack + Magic Fang + Flank: 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 7 - 1 + 1 + 2 = 20 for Magic/Piercing + P.A. + Magic Fang: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 17

Miss <25: 1d100 ⇒ 19

Idril takes a cautious step toward the Decembvirate near him and attacks! He pulls back and weaves a spell as he prepares to unleash an assault. Idril deftly keeps himself from the foe's reach and triggers his spell then swings the dark katana in tow flashes. The blade slices and cuts, arcane electricity jumping from the weapon.

Idril takes a 5 foot step then utilizes spellstrike and spell combat. He casts shocking grasp defensively then attacks once with Ankar charged with SG then again via spell combat.

Concentration Check v DC 17: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Ankar + SG Spellstrike: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
crit confirm: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17
damage Ankar + SG: 1d8 + 6 + 4d6 ⇒ (5) + 6 + (3, 4, 2, 2) = 22
crit if successful: 1d8 + 6 + 4d6 ⇒ (4) + 6 + (3, 6, 1, 6) = 26
2d attack via spell combat: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
damage 2d attack: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Will DC 15: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
-8

Tuvna Will DC 15: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
-4

As the blackness washes over Manathiel and the dragon, a flash of silver lashes out at the foe...going wide. With a chuckle, Manathiel commends his companion. "Good idea, but pay attention to where you swing that thing."

Stepping back, his smile widens. "Seems your companions don't like falling...lets see how you fair!" With a flick of his wrist, the terrain below their enemy seems to sink down a few inches.

Sting: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 for Silver Piercing damage: 1d3 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1 + Poison; Reach 5ft
Miss Chance? Low misses: 1d100 ⇒ 45
Ah, fumbled it anyway

Cast Stumble Gap

You know what? I appreciate a good stumblegap.

Vin and the Butcher knock Helven woozy. Idril's blade explodes with energy, blasting off both of Helven's arms, which fade into mist. Spectral Helven stumbles forward, his mouth agape, before he trips on something and falls on his face.

Salazar stomps where Helven used to be, but he has already stopped moving. His body fades into the mists he tried to hide himself within.

Veldrid has a 1 in 400 chance of successfully climbing out of the pit, given that she needs to make a pair of nat 20's to succeed. She also has some healing spells to draw things out even further. I'm going to handwave her inevitable defeat at your hands.

For those of you keeping track at home, Helven is at an impressive -76 hp.

Eylysia floats up above the pit, and casts a grim-looking spell into it.

She turns to look at all of you, and says, “That went differently this time; I like this ending better,” before fading from view.

As the scene shifts and fades in front of you, the world spins. The broken strands of magical mist explode in a whirlwind of rainbow light as Eylysia’s vision concludes and the battered old spell finally ends. You black out for a moment before coming to in the Grand Lodge--with a new memory, in addition to what you just experienced.

An injured Zaul flees the battle, abandoning the others as he exits the library. Only one of Eylysia’s companions remains visible, the gnome wizard Fimbrik the Illusionist, who sends a chain lightning spell at Veldrid. The spell drops the masked dwarf to the ground. A badly wounded Helven points his blade at Eylysia and stalks towards the defiant gnome woman. “Your secrets cannot remain hidden forever!” Eylysia cries, before tapping a foot on the ground and vanishing, where your new memory ends.

Now that you are all fully back in the present, Master Shaine slowly approaches you. "Ah! Welcome back to the world of the living! I recognize that look from personal experience. You'll feel better in a moment--depending on body weight and metabolism, of course."

"So--what message did Eylysia leave for you?"

"You should always flex your pecks. It's good for business. And some Decemvirate members are bad guys," Vin says earnistly.

Dexter steps up once he readjusts to his normal height, "Well, we had a vision of Eylysia doing an investigation into something. Then three people showed up and tried to kill her to keep her silence. I think in the actual past they managed to do so. Anyway, they were wearing Decemvirate helms: one eyeless and triple-flanged, another topped with stag antlers, and the third a crystal-studded black domino mask. We fought them off in the vision which hopefully will allow the restful spirit some peace. I'm still not sure of the secret she was investigating though, this whole mission has been a blur."

"She didn't explain things directly, but the impression I got was that the Pathfinders whose doubtful discoveries we've been investigating lay behind the masks. They were the ones who disappeared Eylysia."

Shaine and the Decemvirate who have been observing listen intently. As far as you can tell.

The two masked Decemvirate members turn toward each other, as if sharing a silent conversation.

One of them turns toward you, and in the neutral Mask-influenced voice, says, “These secrets have remained hidden for too long—from the Decemvirate and the Society both. In doing so, the organization defamed an upstanding agent. What we have learned here grants us an opportunity to correct past crimes. Well done, Pathfinders.”

Shaine nods, quietly, and waits for them to leave the research library. He returns his attention to you a moment later. "Excellent work, team. We'll have more tasks for you soon! In the meantime, take a few days off. You've earned it."

And thus concludes What the Helms Hide! Thank you all for playing!

Dexter nods, "It was a good set of missions, I'm glad we were able to bring some truths to light and restore the name of a good agent."

Thank you for running an excellent session GM Alex. Thanks to all my fellow players as well, this was a good one.

Idril nods, hand on the hilt of his black blade Ankar. "Truths certainly. I appears such things are increasingly harder to come by."

Great game! Thanks Alex. Nicely done all!