GM Foxy's 2nd Legacy of Fire

Game Master Foxy Quickpaw

"Be that as it may, you did not answer my question. I believe we have an agreement and there could be no harm in curiosity."

Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (18) + 17 = 35

"I doubt the gods put us in the curse of a search that requires of obscure considerations. It is expected of us to be heroic and going on rounds is only going to make us lose our time" Ohrmizd answers back calmly and happily "Good, I propose we visit next either this Pleasure Palace and the Black Spire on Khosravi. Maybe Nex left something behind that might help us figure out this conundrum"

"You were of most help Venema" and turning to the cat "Andrathi, do you want to help us neutralize once and for all this Javhul?"

"Rayhan, Heshan, Samuel, you are our experts on things arcane. How practical is it for you research or develop your own ritual to use either the Entropy Pool or the Earth Seed to escape this prison? I am unwilling to pay the Proteans price, and I have dark suspicions the Shaitan's price will be equally abhorrent... However, rather than chases Nex's leavings, Ohrmizd, first I would say go talk to the Shaitan's on the isle Khandelwal and find out what they would want to allow us the use of the Earth Seed."

"I'm no expert on entropy. But doing it wrong might end our existence, as that is the essence of entropy - being the end of everything."

"For the earth seed my knowledge isn't much better, and I'm really missing my library here. But the watery oracle mentioned a method of activation that doesn't necessarily require the aid of the shaitan we're going to meet there. And it's very nature is the connection to the material plane. If we have to do it without assistance, and with our own wits, then I'd prefer that path."

"Rayhan, your theory makes sense. Did your studies include the passage of time here? Is it the same as on Golarion or does it pass at a different rate?"

"It is different. It is like taking a break from real time. Not completely, but time outside doesn't pass as fast as here." Venema answers.

Samuel glances at Venema as he answers the question posed to Rayhan. His attention goes back to the cat. a 35 arcana should have gotten information on your entire litter "If it is boring here you might join us. We are always looking for trouble and usually find it. We are on an adventure of sorts. Exciting times."

Knowledge (Planes): 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (17) + 13 = 30 To identify the cat

He then steps outside and inspects the remains of Andrathi to see if there is enough for a resurrection.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

Knowledge (Arcana): 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (15) + 17 = 32

"I'm not going to argue with Venema's statement, which seems to be based on experience." Rayhan comments.

Samuel removes a portion of bone from the wall with his dagger.

He enters the mausoleum when he is done. He looks at the cat having gone over every magical beast and construct he knows of with nothing that would explain this. He tells the feline "I never trusted cats anyway."

He looks at the cleric. "Omari, I could use some resurrection over here. Got a minute?"

"What? What are you proposing?"

Omari is perplexed by whatever Samuel is proposing.

I can't do resurrection (7th level spell), the best I can do right now is Raise Dead (5th level spell): "You can raise a creature that has been dead for no longer than 1 day per caster level." It also requires a 5000 gp diamond as a material component, which we don't have in our back pockets...

Ohrmizd observes Jafar's movements not fully understanding what is going on "Ok, it seems we can just walk into the pier and sound the horn for another ship. Shall we go straight to visit the shaitans?" the Keleshite nods to the spirit and the cat as a way to thank them "Or shall we go gather more clues at this Pleasure Palace and the Black Spire on Khosravi before having a talk with the shaitans?"

The white haired wizard holds out his hand with a piece of bone in it. He smiles ear to ear and his face and blue eyes are lit up to an almost comical expression though that is obviously not his intent. Have you ever seen the pensive wizard show any expression at all or even a smile for that matter? "Andrathi by our side when we fight Javuhl." He maintains his excited expression and nods at the bone indicating you may resurrect it now.
"Go on now."

Omari looks at the wizard, who has apparently gone mad, and replies "The only thing I can do for Andrathi at this point is bury him properly..."

Samuel puts the bone away resuming his thoughtful demeanor. "I don't think so. I will save this for a later date." He addresses Ohrmizd. "Anywhere but here Ohrmizd." He gives the cat one more suspicious glance before exiting the mausoleum.

The group moves back to the pier and calls a galley with the horn. It takes about half an hour until one comes in sight and even longer until it moors at the island.

Once everyone has embarked the galley leaves the pier and steers to the open sea.

The ship has the map, where the course can be set. The default seems to be the central island names Kakishon.

Ohrmizd smiles as Jafar proclaims he found the final tool to Javhul's demise "Sounds good Jafar. At the very least Javhul would be pissed off by his old enemy"

Once the group makes it back to the galley, he contemplates the map with interest "There are more isles that I thought. Look, it seems we are here, in the Isle of the Dead. The closest pier seems to be the Pleasure Palace of Nex. Why not to go there?" Ohrmizd points at the isle on the map to where he wants to go "Sounds as promising place, and we might find more clues"

Heshan placed a hand on his chin. "Nex did help create this plane. Maybe he left a clue as to the nature of the area as well as a way out of it. You cannot go wrong with anything with Pleasure on it after all."

After some time the island comes into sight, complete with the pier with the burnt end.

A beautiful young woman wearing expensive robes and jewelry hails the group as they step out of their boat. "My Mistress in the Brass Dome would speak to you, if you would hear what she has to say."

"She is curious about you, and suspects you are curious about her and this world you find yourselves in. And if you are willing to help her, she can help you — you will not leave Kakishon without her aid, and should this be your desire, you would do best to accompany me back to the Pleasure Palace of Nex."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 9 + 3 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 9 + 3 + 4 = 19
9 rank +3 Trained+4 Wis

@Foxy, what Knowledge check to ID? I'm not too sure I believe human...

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (9) + 16 = 25

Ohrmizd looks back at the impressive woman and starts to smile like a sheep "Is your Mistress as fascinating as you? Of course we would love to talk with her."

Looking at the party he adds "Aren't we?"

And while walking forward he adds "Meanwhile, I am Ohrmizd. How can I call you and your Mistress in the Brass Dome?"

"I'm Neshari and my master is Dilix Mahad."

Sorry, no time to clarify the knowledge now.

and some K History checks might be useful too ... (Who is Dilix Mahad?)

"It is a pleasure to meet one as beautiful as you," Heshan bowed slightly in response. "Could you clarify to us who your master is?"

"Dilix Mahad is a shaitan, an earth genie. She is the leader of the group left for good by Javhul, as he used the opportunity to leave Kakishon." Neshari explains.

Detect magic on Neshari.

Ohrmizd smiles and nods confirming Heshan words "As my friend says, it is a pleasure to meet with you Neshari. Please, lead us to your Mistress, we will be happy to talk with her about Javhul and other more pleasant topics."

When Neshari turns back, Ohrmizd follows detecting evil, then chaos, then goodness then law on her.

Omari will walk beside Neshari and make distracting talk (while Ohrmizd does his thing) : "Pleased to meet you Neshari. I am Omari the landless and I have a slightly personal question. I have an interest in dimensional magics and souls. This demi-plane, Kakishon, has been sealed for centuries. You appear to be human, I presume you were born in this world, rather than brought here from another plane?"

"I came here with my mistress from Golarion." Neshari explains.

"I came here with my mistress from Golarion." Neshari explains.

"Interesting, you look human and definitely not centuries old, how long have you been here?"

"I haven't counted. But time is different here. What would you count it by? There are no seasons." She leads away from the shore.

As you approach you see from the distance what is left of the palace. It looks like it exploded from the inside. Only a part of the central brass dome is still intact.

Neshari escorts the group to a crumbled plaza that once sat before the palace. Now, all that remains is the partially collapsed brass dome and a large balcony on the dome’s side that protrudes precariously over a cliff dropping into the jungle below.

This balcony, and the few surviving rooms that open just off of it, are now Dilix’s domain. Neshari leads the group up to the balcony and bows as Dilix steps up to the edge to greet them.

Dilix Mahad is a graceful shaitan with flesh of pale violet stone, who moves with a cat-like grace and speaks in a rolling, musical voice.

"Greetings strangers. I'm Dilix Mahad, ruler over what is left of this wonderful place."

"A grand feast will be held in your honor and you will be my honored guests."

Heshan nodded in approval. "We would love to have what you have to offer to us. With that said, we have many questions to ask about the nature of this place. Hopefully we can find a way to replicate a portal out of this place."

Neshari leads up to the balcony. Besides Dilix there stands the guard of honor consisting of eight janni.

Using a stave, Dilix casts a spell and a long table and chairs made of ebony with a white tablecloth, fine china, and large amounts of the finest food and drink appear out of nowhere.

Spellcraft: a Heroes Feast

"Please take a seat. Let us discuss your questions over the meal." Dilix seats herself at the head of the table. For the heroes there are seats at the side with a breathtaking view over the island of Kakishon.

Ohrmizd makes a sign negating to the others "You are a True Neutral creature Neshari, even more fascinating than I had thought" the Keleshite is surprised by the revelation of Omari's questions "Indeed, your beauty is then even more daunting considering your age"

The man enters the palace ruins with a mixture of disappointment and awe "Greetings Dilix Mahad" and nods supporting Heshan's words.

When the feast appears, Ohrmizd has no doubt to sit and start eating and drinking mead "To your health. You really seem to know how to please this hungry pack"

While eating a magical stag's leg Ohrmizd asks "So Dilix, you are a shaitan yourself, why it is the shaitans cannot reach some agreement with the proteans after such a long time fighting?"

He puts his appraising eye to discern any lie.
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30
Discern lies (Sp): An inquisitor can discern lies, as per the spell, for a number of rounds per day equal to her inquisitor level. These rounds do not need to be consecutive. Activating this ability is an immediate action.
Will DC 17

Heshan quickly added to Ohrmizd's comment of her age. "Of course, your kind ages much slower than ours. Even so, your beauty is matched by very few,"

He was satisfied enough to take in some food her himself. "I would not care if I could live forever. Even I would be tired if I faced the same enemies every time."

"Thank you for the hospitality." Omari is happy to accept the Dilix's offer; he sits and joins the feast.

He begins by making small talk "Your handmaiden, Neshari, tells me there are no seasons here, and yet the plants seem to thrive. How is this? The seasons are a necessity for plant life cycles..." As he does, he also slips morsels of the feast to Khedron (as well as eating himself).

Not sure if we want to role play it all out, but I have many questions I would like to ask about Kakishon.
1A)I would like to confirm my hypothesis that there are mortal souls living their lives (birth through death) in this demi-plane.
1b) Can Dilix tells us what would happen to those souls if the proteans got to execute their plan to leave? I am currently under the impression that they'd be F'ed as Kakishon got torn to pieces underneath them...
2) What can she tell us about the shaitan Obherak and his army? (That the proteans wanted us to kill...)
3) What can she tell us about the other sites on the map? Is Khandelwal a city, an island, both? Who lives there? Do they trade, if so with whom... How about Sorror and Sarygamysh?
3b) How screwed up is the map scale? We've been on the island of the dead, and it's a couple of hundred feet across; the map shows it as being several miles across...
4) What destroyed Nex's pleasure palace?
5) What does she want from us? As I strongly suspect this to be a quest giver setup, what is the quest she has for us?

Samuel takes a seat at the feast. He seems particularly interested in imbibing the nectar-like beverage. He takes in all of the talk without contributing.

"I don't know. This whole world is made up and who knows what is real. I guess some gnolls are. And the proteans can't destroy Kakishon, as long as a single soul is here."

"Obherak betrayed Javhul and took almost all earth genies with him once it was clear that we were stuck here. It was a cold war between Javhul, Obherak and the proteans. No one wanted to make the first move as there was always a third party standing ready to wipe out what's left after the battle."

The red dots are the piers. The black dots are points of interest. You've seen maps that are not screwed up in scale in APs? Where? ;)

"I know of no civilizations living on the islands that are native to them."

"When Javhul and his army of fire related creatures left, they didn't care to take the door. So not only did he leave me to rot here, he also destroyed this formerly really nice place. What an ass."

We are not close enough yet to handwave the 'what do you want'

"But we're prove that the door is not completely closed. We managed to use our scroll to get into the place. Perhaps we can use the same method to get everyone out of is here the same way," He smiled.

"This Obherak..." Ohrmizd enjoys the meal with fruition and the drinks too "What has been of him? Is he the genie the proteans want us to deal with?"

"And why are you not with Obherak nor with Javhul?" Ohrmizd keeps looking with his stare, judging words and trying to discern lies.
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (1) + 16 = 17
Discern lies: Will DC 17; 2 of 8 rounds consumed

"We don't have the scroll to do it the same way." Rayhan comments.

Dilix raises a brow. "Probably. He is the leader of the earth genies on Khandelwal. And he wants to stay here and rule. Which he can do now as Javhul is gone."

On the second question Dilix reacts peeved. "I don't like to repeat myself."

Ohrmizd raises an eyebrow "I thought we were having a friendly assertive conversation here." taking a dish of mashed potatoes the Kellid insists on his question "You said Javhul left here and he is an ass for doing so. What you did not say is why Javhul has not taken you with him. Why did he not trust on you? Or did he perhaps leave you here to find out who we are and kill us before we can get out and derail his plans?"

Ohrmizd stare is at this moment both inquisitive and challenging.

"If you need it spelled out - I didn't go with Obherak, because I'm not betraying my allies. My thanks for that loyality was that Javhul left me behind because he doesn't want any of those 'traitorous earth genies' around him anymore."

Dilix gets up. "I've lost my appetite. You'll find the way out on your own when you're done with the meal." She leaves and retreats into her private rooms.

Ohrmizd tries to use discern lies and sense Dilix motives before he makes his own guesses at this reaction.
Discern lies (Sp): An inquisitor can discern lies, as per the spell, for a number of rounds per day equal to her inquisitor level. These rounds do not need to be consecutive. Activating this ability is an immediate action.
Will DC 17; 3 of 8 rounds consumed

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (4) + 16 = 20

Clearly, Ohrmizd is not a smooth operator... Let's hope for a high roll here, because our diplomat isn't exactly being diplomatic.

Omari rolls his eyes at the ceiling behind Dilix's back as she leaves. After she is gone, he turns to the leader of he Janni guard and remarks, "Orhmizd has a true talent for putting his foot in his mouth; he does much better with a rack and pincers... Given you fellows are going to have to live with the mood he's put her in, is there perhaps something we could do to improve her mood after his sternness?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 3 = 7
1 rank +3 trained

Unfortunately, our bard is gone, or I'd be suggesting we try performance.

And Murphy doesn't like us, surprise, surprise. Are we about to have a brawl with a bunch of Janni and a Shaitan (and whatever other surprises are around)?

Heshan watched in embarrassment as their conversation goes south. He uses a napkin to wipe whatever food is on his mouth before speaking.

"So we seem to be having a difficult time trusting each other, but I do not think this should be the case. We both want out of this realm, and I believe that puts us on the same page. We should combine what we know so that we could figure something out in the end."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

The Janni still stand in a row, with a straight face and don't comment on the groups excuses. It is an awkward situation.