GM Mauve - PFS 1e Module: Master of the Fallen Fortress (Inactive)

Game Master MauveAvengr

Sombra looks around. He finds something!!! An apple that isn't completely rotten.

Ken'ichi keeps his eyes peeled as well, looking for anything hidden, before moving on to the door (once Evelyn has had a chance to check it).

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

Ken'ichi files through the soiled blankets. All he finds are maggots eating away at rotten food.

Sombra looks around. He finds something!!! An apple that isn't completely rotten.

Pleased at his find, Sombra shows off the apple to Evelyn. "Missed this did you? Time for the fish? Although maybe we'll wait until after you check the door for traps or locks..."

checking the door: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
DD if needed, msw tools: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 2 = 20

I was momentarily distrated. Saw the moon, looked for the stars.

The door doesn't seem locked. In fact, it seems unlocked.

Jammed?: 1d100 ⇒ 100

Evelyn opens the door, her rapier in hand, ready to spring into action

There might be more of those troglodytes around...watch your backs... Petro says as he moves to back up Evelyn.

At Evelyn's words about getting a quick spank, Orla blushes furiously and glares at Glamoursten.

As the group is inspecting the door and preparing to move to the next room, Orla stands behind Petro as he has continuously shown himself to be caring a protective and he makes her feel safe.

Evelyn moves over to the southeastern door followed closely by her new Pathfinder buddies. She barely touches the door and it slowly slides open. A brazier of glowing coals sits in the center of the room, its acrid smoke mixing with the every-present stench. A few knives, pokers, and other metal implements lie atop a rusty iron box nearby.

A massive troglodyte - larger than most adult ones - circles the brazier in the middle of the room, obviously waiting for the door to open. He must've heard the battle!

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Round 1

Ken'ichi (-1 NL)
Petro
Sombra
Evelyn

Troglodyte

Kelleran
Orla

Ken'ichi, Petro, Sombra, and Evelyn are up!

Drawing his sword, Ken'ichi meets this foe directly. "Are you the leader?" he asks, though not expecting a response, as he swings his blade in a downward slash.

Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 (Assuming that this is needed.)

Katana Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Obviously, -2 to both rolls, if he fails his save again.

Right, yes - make a DC 13 Fortitude save if you enter the room or be sickened.

Petro moves in, hoping to get behind the creature.

fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

double move to position

Apparently Ken'ichi has a strong gag reflex. :p

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Is the save DC 13 or 11? For the previous battle it was 11; I didn't know if this trog was extra funky.

Sombra channels arcane energy and focuses it at the troglodyte!

Daze

DC 13 Will save.

The previous troglodytes were young and not fully grown (i.e. had the young template). This is a bit bigger/older (i.e. no template).

Will: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (7) + 0 = 7

The troglodyte stops in its tracks, almost paralyzed by the Pathfinder.

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Round 1

Ken'ichi (-1 NL)
Petro
Sombra
Evelyn

Troglodyte (dazed)

Kelleran
Orla

Evelyn, Kelleran, and Orla are up!

The wizard mulls over his options. Well damn! I should just hang this thing around my neck. He takes the wand in a firm grip and flicks it, sending a bolt of magic into this larger monster.

Wand of MM: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

The wizard mulls over his options. Well damn! I should just hang this thing around my neck. He takes the wand in a firm grip and flicks it, sending a bolt of magic into this larger monster.

[dice=Wand of MM]1d4+1

Or one of these: Wrist sheath (spring loaded)

That's what I have been using the whole time. I just grew tired of describing it.

If I'm reading the situation correctly, Orla gets to go now simply because the Trog had been dazed, but he won't still be dazed by her turn. If that's the case, she'll go ahead and moonbeam him now. If not, then she'll ready an action to moonbeam him as soon as the daze wears off. And yes, she's shooting from the doorway so she doesn't have to deal with the fort save :=)

Moonbeam vs Touch AC (with Adaptable Luck): 1d20 + 5 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 3 - 4 = 61d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
If it hits, the Trog must succeed at a DC15 Fort Save or be blinded for 1 round.

Yeah - he would be dazed for Evelyn, then come out of his daze for Kelleran and Orla. Will wait for Evelyn for an update.

Sorry, I was sure i Posted two days ago, but my post didn't appear. @Ken Ichi: you can call that a running gag...

Fort DC 13: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Evelyn is overwhelmed by the stench, but tries to attack all the same, while doing her best to keep her last meal inside her belly

attack, sick: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 4 - 2 = 10
dmg, sick: 1d6 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 1 - 2 = 1

Evelyn feels nauseous from the stench in the room. Troglodytes sure are smelly! She's unable to shoot it as she's sick to her stomach.

Then the troglodyte snaps out of his daze and looks directly at Ken'ichi

Kelleran is able to shoot a missile from his wand. It smacks the troglodyte right in the chest.

As hard as Orla concentrates, the smell also seems to be affecting her not mechanically.

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Round 2

Ken'ichi (1 NL)
Petro
Sombra
Evelyn

Troglodyte (-3 HP)

Kelleran
Orla

Ken'ichi (1 NL), Petro, Sombra, and Evelyn are up!

Ken'ichi shifts around the enemy, trying not to give it any advantage, while slashing at the creature again.

Katana Attack w/sickened: 1d20 + 5 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 5 - 2 = 10
Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 2 = 4

Acid Splash: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 3 - 4 = 181d3 ⇒ 3

Sombra conjures an acid orb and fires it at the troglodyte, hoping to burn away the stench.

Rapier: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (13) + 4 - 2 = 15
dmg: 1d6 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 1 - 2 = 3

Evelyn attacks again, striking with more precision this time

Petro manages to get behind the troglodyte, thanks to Ken'ichi's attacks distracting him. He brings his morningstar to bear with a grunt of exertion.

attack: 1d20 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 1 + 2 = 181d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Ken'ichi can't seem to hold his lunch down and it's affecting his combat.

But between Sombra, Evelyn, and Petro, the troglodyte takes a beating.

The troglodyte turns to Petro - the last one to hurt him - and slashes with both his claws, then attempts to bite him. Only one of his claws finds a weak point in the cleric's armor and gets through. 2 points of damage. Then he'll curse to you in a deep, throaty language.

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Round 2

Ken'ichi (1 NL)
Petro
Sombra (-2 HP)
Evelyn

Troglodyte (-13 HP)

Kelleran
Orla

Kelleran and Orla are up!

"Sounds like he may be calling for others! We need to take him down." With that, another bolt of energy lances into the brute.

Wand of MM: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

And with a giant missile to the chest, the troglodyte moans a few words in an ancient sounding language.

As the troglodyte dies, the Pathfinders search him. He has nothing on him beyond a small key. There is also a rusty iron chest near the fire place that the troglodyte was sitting on.

You took the 2 HP from Sombra, not Petro.

As Sombra knows the Draconic language he will relate what the troglodyte said to the party.
"Even though we have a key I suggest we let Evelyn check the chest just in case it's trapped."

Sheathing his sword in an almost ritualistic manner, Ken'ichi speaks over the troglodyte, wishing his spirit good travels to where ever it goes. When he hears what the creature had to say before dying, he pauses briefly, then finishes his words. "No sense to return hatred to a new spirit. It probably doesn't remember much from this life anyways."

As the troglodyte finally falls, Orla is visibly frustrated. She closes her eyes and tries to take a deep breath to focus...just as a blue nimbus of light flutters up by her and tugs on one of her piggy tails breaking her focus. "Uuuuugh!" she grunts and then moves up to join the group in waiting to see what the chest holds.

Just a string of bad rolls for my poor little gal!

We've all been there with a string of bad rolls.

Indeed. See the bottom of the stairwell and my heavy crossbow, lol

Indeed. See the bottom of the stairwell and my heavy crossbow, lol

It's not there; it's already in Sombra's loot pile. Woohoo to being poor!

Yeah, you guys aren't rolling well at all! But neither am I really.

Will assume Evelyn will examine the rusty iron chest.

Evelyn moves over to the locked box. She looks it up and down, trying to find traps - she sees none! Then she takes the key and tries to stick it in the keyhole. But the box simply opens with her touch - the lock must not work.

Inside she sees a suit of studded leather armor that's well made (masterwork quality), a buckler of similar quality (masterwork), a masterwork rapier, a shortbow with 15 arrows, two scrolls, a wayfinder, and a climber's kit.

Yeah, you guys aren't rolling well at all! But neither am I really.

Will assume Evelyn will examine the rusty iron chest.

Evelyn moves over to the locked box. She looks it up and down, trying to find traps - she sees none! Then she takes the key and tries to stick it in the keyhole. But the box simply opens with her touch - the lock must not work.

Inside she sees a suit of studded leather armor that's well made (masterwork quality), a buckler of similar quality (masterwork), a masterwork rapier, a shortbow with 15 arrows, two scrolls, a wayfinder, and a climber's kit.

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Sombra casts Read Magic twice and tells the party what spells are on the scrolls.

I'm assuming we'll let Evelyn search the room for traps/secret doors and, if we don't find any, back into the previous room and on to the northeast door.

There is also a door in the northeast corner of this room. Sorry - got covered up accidentally.

No problem, we'll have Evelyn search/check the door and then decide which door to use.

Sorry, busy week end

My rapier is already of fine quality, but a spare one can be handy.

Evelyn looks at the door, trying to find out any traps

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
DD, msw tools: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 6 + 2 = 17

The door doesn't seem trapped.

jammed?: 1d100 ⇒ 55

Evelyn slowly opens up the room. Crouched in the corner cowers a human male. He looks dirty and hungry with several bruises all over. A set of manacles bound his wrists to his ankles. There is no visible light in here so he must have been in darkness. The man doesn't say anything but averts his eyes and cowers.

As the Pathfinders wait a moment, he takes a look at Evelyn. She doesn't look like a troglodtye. The man's demeanor immediately changes. He slowly crawls towards the elf. "Please... please release me. Water.". His words are barely audible.

What the...close your eyes... Petro says as he casts a spell to illuminate the room. He looks at the man and gets out his waterskin. He hands it to the man.Were you captured by the troglodytes? We'll free you. Can someone do something about these chains?

What the...close your eyes... Petro says as he casts a spell to illuminate the room. He looks at the man and gets out his waterskin. He hands it to the man.Were you captured by the troglodytes? We'll free you. Can someone do something about these chains?

"Perhaps the key we found in the other room that did not unlock the chest is for the manacles? Or I'm confident Evelyn can 'unlock' the manacles with her skills."

And I smell better. Even if their.. musk tends to leave a mark. Let's see first if the key works, if not I'll try to open the manacles my way.

Evelyn does as she said, her tools ready to use if needed

DD, Msw tools: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 = 9

True...but if he has only seen troglodytes for so long, he might be just used to only seeing them...although a hard knock to the head can cause confusion...

"My...my name is Balenar.". He stumbles for words as Evelyn tries to pick the manacles. "Key.. use the key. Is Tulok dead? Did you kill him?"

He slowly starts to regain his composure as he realizes that he'll be free soon. "Did you find my things? Is my wayfinder okay?"

Ken'ichi had been watching off to the side, curious as to who this man is and why he was taken prisoner. "You are a Pathfinder?" he asks.