GM Badblood's The Dragon's Demand

Game Master Lance K

Falcon puffs his chest at the illusion and smiles Well...I guess we'l see you at the monastery then!

Falcon tries to think of whether some cheapo knock off books could be purchased and he could maybe draw on the covers?

Falcon puffs his chest at the illusion and smiles Well...I guess we'l see you at the monastery then!

Falcon tries to think of whether some cheapo knock off books could be purchased and he could maybe draw on the covers?

"Ah. Gotcha. We should just mosey on along... looking scared, and what have you."

The gargantuan dragon ignores Sir Falcon and everyone else that talks; and then once it is finished with giving its demands the great dragon mutters some arcane sounding words. Its form shimmers before it disappears with a loud, bright pop. The townsfolk gasp and many of them began to wail in despair as the implications of what the dragon said sink in.

The town militia begins ushering people to return to their homes while the acolytes from the Abadarian church continue attending to the wounded and the dead lying about. Lady Oregena announces that the estate auction will be put on hold indefinitely and urges the villagers to remain calm as she decides on the next course of action.

The Baroness gestures to the adventurers to follow her to her villa. The gnome historian Bassy runs up to the noblewoman and on the way she also summons Sheriff Benhovy, the stablemaster Lezara Dodgion, and Eupaphenia Targas, the priestess of the church of Abadar.

Irlana calls for the party, and anyone else needing healing to come close. She instructs them to focus on her while she activates her new healing ability and sends healing energy out to everyone within thirty feet. "If you're not hurt focus on healing everyone in the area. Let the energy flow to those that need it most."

Using Tribal Spirit with Passing Grace. Tribal Spirit gives everyone the teamwork feat Passing Grace for 5 rounds. Passing Grace lets you redirect any "extra" healing points to whoever needs them. Channeling healing twice, more if needed.

Channel to heal: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7
Channel to heal: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 5) = 6

Starting: Irlana -25, Maffei -11, Tanssi -11, Andwise -11, Eltran -5, Sir Falcon -12 & -6 NL : Total: 81 points
Total healed: (7 + 6) * 6 = 78 points. Irlana will still be down 3.

The Abadarian acolytes offer to heal the wounded adventurers, and Irlana also has healing abiliities to offer her allies as well as any nearby wounded townsfolk.

Everyone is fully healed!

The Baroness touches the halfling on the shoulder. "I think you've saved anyone who can still be saved. Eupaphenia's clergy can take over.
Please, I would appreciate it if you and your friends could come with me to my villa so that we can talk."

Meanwhile, Andwise considers whether he should make a break out of town now and Sir Falcon contemplates whether the party could forge a copy of the books they sold. Perhaps the stout fellow that's now following him around could pull it off; after all Eltran did spent almost a week reading the book that the dragon demanded by name.

"Thank you Irlana"

Andwise, out of more comfort than necessity, slings himself onto Tanssi's back and rides alongside the Baroness to her quarters in silence- contemplating the next series of steps.

Once inside, he breaks the silence.

"I am certain you realized, as did we, that the dragon was an illusion? A particularly good one, but an illusion none-the-less. Are there other prolific or powerful magic users in town or in the surrounding counties?"

Irlana nods and calls to the rest of the team to follow the Baroness. Once inside Andwise makes the statement about the illusion. "An illusion that covers visual, auditory and olfactory components would take a fairly high level caster. Or, the caster could have paid a high price for a scroll. He, or she, only missed the little detail of the damage that should have been done to the roof. And it seemed like the smell disappeared instantly when it disappeared. Likely the caster cancelled the spell to make it look like the dragon had teleported."

"Regardless, the threat may be real, just likely not with the power portrayed by the illusion. Interesting that he/she was looking for the books. The illusion's words indicate that it was an associate of Hunclay. If so the caster should know that there isn't enough gold in this town to pay the demanded ransom. That may give us an option. It stated two weeks to pay the ransom. How long does it take to get to the monastery? If we leave immediately perhaps we'd get there early enough to state that we need to negotiate. That could get us into the lair of the beast and give us a chance to figure out an ambush.
"

Falcon taps his fingers I feel like if there a gargantuan dragonliving that close we'd have noticed. Are we sure this isn't like...a kobold wizard?

Before anyone gets a chance to speak, Lady Oregena gets right down to business and asks Eupaphenia to give her an estimate of how much money Belhaim could scrap together. The priestess opens up a ledger and after consulting it for a minute she answers, "I would estimate that if gathered every bit of money in this town we could be ensured to have around 20,000 gp. There is a possibility that some of the townsfolk have extra money or jewelry squirreled away but there is no way we'll be able to raise enough money to meet the dragon's ransom."

Oregena doesn't seem to be surprised at all by this, and simply says "Well, I don't think paying Aeteperax is going to be an option."

The sherrif gruffly suggests, "I know a few Sheylnite lay-abouts that our town would be better off without. Perhaps if we sent them to the dragon as a distraction, he would be willing to lower the ransom." This comment is met with by derision and shock. Lady Oregena gives him a withering look and the sherrif mutters, "Apologies my lady. My jest was in bad taste."

The people there began to argue about whether they should try to negotiate a payment plan with the dragon or evacuate the town when the party speaks up and suggests the dragon might be an illusion. The gnome Bassy smiles and winks knowingly at the party.

"So you noticed it as well, I see. I've been around for a while and I've seen a lot of illusions in my time. Inexperienced illusionists have a tendency to overwhelm the eyes and ears of their victims with flashy sights and noises, but they often forget many of the little details. Its wings didn't stir the air and its talons didn't scrap on the stones of the house it landed on. It sounds like you noticed it as well."

In response to Sir Falcon, Bassy says "Its entirely possible that its just some mischeavous wizard. I wouldn't rule out it being a dragon entirely though, that would fit with what you learned from the Bloodvow Kobolds. The name Aeteperax is an old one, and the original Aeteperax’s bones should still be out there in Dragonfen, coiled around the Crypt of Tula Belhaim. At the very least, if you can confirm those bones are still there, then it seems obvious that what you all saw tonight wasn’t really Aeteperax risen from the dead.”

"That fire drake wouldn't have been attacking for some kobold. I think it's a dragon. But some lesser one than Aeteperax, playing on the legend. We can go and verify Aeteperax's bones are where they should be. But we should also search the monastery and see what's there."

Lady Oregena speaks. “I can’t offer a monetary reward sufficient to
lure you into undertaking so deadly a mission as slaying a dragon or a powerful spellcaster. However, I must ask: Will you do this task for the sake of Belhaim? If you succeed, I shall raise each of you to the rank of Knight of Taldor. Little Belhaim and its inhabitants are lost if you don’t prevail. What say you?”

Maffei steps forward from the shadows of the corner and whispers, "Honestly, I do not care what happens to the little people of Belhaim, but Irlana, Andwise and Sir Falcon, you gave me my life and my freedom. I will eagerly take up this quest if that is what you wish."

Irlana looks quizzically at Lady Oregena. "The illusion of the dragon threatened all of us equally. If its threat are true we cannot leave and will be part of its destruction. We have to face it, and slay whatever is behind it."

Sir Falcon nods his assent. It would be nice to get the family an official title once more.

I will lend my blade. And Maffei...I beg of you come with

There are cheers from the people assembled in Baroness Oregna's parlor as the adventurers once again agree to come to the aid of Belhaim.

"Once again you are coming to rescue us from crisis. I humbly thank you for all for your courage." There is some conversation between the delegates there and they decide that the adventurers should be given whatever assistance they need in their quest.

First, the Baroness decrees that any of the magic items confiscated from the Baron Hunclay's manor should be loaned to them, despite the fact that they have been purchased in auction. She promises to compensate the winners of the bids for the cost of any items that the party consumes.

Second, the sherrif reluctantly pulls a thick iron ring off his finger. "This ring has protected me and my ancestors from harm many times. Now, this is a family heirloom and I was hoping to give it to my idiot of a son some day, so I expect to get this back when you've slain the dragon. Make sure you don't die so that you can return it to me safely."

This is a +2 ring of protection that the party can use for the remainder of the adventure.

The elderly stablemaster, Lezara Dodgion, removes a scabbarded sword from her waist and with a deep bow she presents the weapon to Sir Falcon. The scabbard is made of red lacquered wood that shines in the lamp light of the room. "In my adventuring days, I spent some time in Tien and learned a great deal about the art of swordsmanship there. When I saw you carrying a similar blade, at first I thought that it was a coincidence but now I can see that it was fate."

This is a flame tongue katana

Eupaphenia promises that any spellcasting that they can provide will be cost free from now on.

Finally, Bassy presents the adventurer's with a brass key. "This is a relic given by the the town's founder Lady Tula to her grandmother.
It should open the way to her crpyt. When she gave the key away, she told her grandmother to keep this key safe until the need for dragonslayers rises again.”

Sorry, vacation had less internet than I anticipated

"There seems to be very little between choice and duty. While I rarely feel tied to a course of action, this seems as one of the times- if not for Belhaim, then for those gathered here."

He is quiet for a moment, before speaking again.
Tanssi is in agreement, especially if Maffie continues on with us. We have no need for weapons- though Tanssi could make use of the ring if others aren't

Falcon stares down at the sword and gives it a practice swing.

I will honor your weapon by wielding it with the honor it deserves

Falcon gives the old stablemaster a hug We will end this threat once and for all

Irlana steps up beside Sir Falcon and smiles at his use of the flaming sword. "Just like a knight of old with a sword of flame you'll lead us to destroy the enemy that threatens us."

She reaches out to take the key. "I'll keep the key safe."

Maffei nods at Sir Falcon and says, "With your flaming sword and my icy blades, we will make for a steamy pair of blades."

Baroness Oregena claps her hands and declares, "So then we have a plan. You will be our heroes and rescue Belhaim from the tyranny of this so-called Aeteperax. Sherrif, please ensure that the everyone in town stay in their homes tonight and make sure that no one leaves the town. Even if our enemy is not Aeteperax, whoever it was that attacked us has command over dangerous flying monsters. I take his threat to kill anyone who tries to escape the area very seriously."

"And for now, I would recommend that you get a good night rest. You are welcome to stay in my manor; but if you are more comfortable at the inn then just let Talia know that she can send the bill for your room and board to me."

With that the Baroness adjourns the meeting.

The scroll of campfire wall, excruciating deformation, haunting mists, and magic circle against chaos are turned over to the party. They also receive the two oils of keen edge, the potion of undetectable alignment, the potion of protection from acid, and the potion of protection from fire.

Eltran stands up and bows towards the Baroness, a look of determined resolve etched on his face.

“Your graciousness is well noted, Baroness. And I assure you, we will not let this threat loom over Belhaim. We shall rest, gather our strength, and prepare for what lies ahead!“ he declares.

He then turns to his companions, his eyes burning with a fiery passion.

“You heroes, this is not just about facing a beast. This is about protecting these homes, the families, and their lives. This dragon, has underestimated us. We shall prove it wrong!“

He offers a respectful nod to the Baroness and his comrades before striding towards the inn, his mind abuzz.

Irlana is fine staying at the manor or the inn.

"I appreciate the offer, however Tanssi and I are more comfortable in... less opulent surroundings I shall meet up with the others before heading out"

The party decides to stay in Talia's simple country inn rather than the Baroness's manor. Even though the bedding in the Wise Piper is just simple straw pallets and blankets, Talia keeps the fire warm and the building clean. Despite being simpler fare, the food there is better than what the Baroness's servants make.

The inn is full when they arrive, but Talia has kept the adventurers' area clear. There is plenty of food on hand; vegetable stew, roasted fish, dark bread and apple pies. And of course, there is plenty of cider as well.

In the morning the party can see that everyone in town is clearly afraid but when the adventurers emerge from the inn there is a glimmer of hope on their faces. A couple of them point up to something in the sky. When they look up they see a pair of red shapes flying in circles. They realize that they are two flame drakes, surveying the village from hundreds of feet in the air.

The attitude of everyone in Belhaim has increased by one level due their actions during the auction attack.

Eltran steps outside the inn and gazes up at the circling flame drakes which is a grim reminder of the looming threat.

“Look at them, circling above, thinking they instill fear. But all they do is fuel the flame of our determination!“

Turning his gaze back to the villagers, “My friends, these are testing times, indeed. But many have been through the crucible before and emerged stronger. This is but another trial, another test. Our hearts are stronger than their flames, our will fiercer than their fangs. Together, we will face this threat, and together, we will prevail!“

Irlana looks up at the figures circling overhead. Two of them this time? If they were real that would indicate how upset the enemy was over the loss of the one that was slain. But they could be illusions....

"OK. We're on the clock then. Let's get out there and put an end to this enemy, once and for all!"

Andwise glances up into the daylit sky.

Too much light for my taste. Tanssi too. But, we must do what we must do. Come friend- take this ring.

Since no one else claimed the ring, I am giving it to Tanssi

"Then it is time and we should be going"

With that, Andwise climbs onto the back of Tanssi and turns to face the road out of town

I'm assuming the party is heading to the Crypt first.

1d100 ⇒ 3

The party leaves in the morning for the crypt of Tula. As the are walking through the woods, a flame drake suddenly swopes towards them, skipping along the tops of the trees in the woods.

Sir Falcon: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Andwise: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Tanssi: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Eltran: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Irlana: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 25
Flame Drake: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Maffei: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Maffei shouts out, "I'll try to bring it down with an ice storm!"

Round 1
Irlana
Andwise
Tanssi
Maffei - casting shadow evocation
Flame Drake - flying +20 ft
Eltran
Sir Falcon

Irlana runs off to one side about 20' "Spread out so it can't hit us all with the breath weapon!" then casts Spiritual Weapon. Starknife of force created.

Attack range 140': 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25 Round 1
Damage if that hits?: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Andwise reaches down and touches Tanssi, releasing a semi-transparent burst of energy that settles over the others. Haste Then, he slides off and moves away from the larger group.

Tanssi, Maffei, Flacon, Eltran

Tanssi moves towards the creature, resting on its back hanches awaiting an opportunity to strike. 30 ft move, readied attack with a reach claw

Irlana summons a starknife, which manages to slice into the red drake's wing. Andwise casts haste on most of the group, then scatters. Tanssi moves in and gets ready to attack the drake if it comes within reach.

Maffei uses her shadow magic to summon a very real looking and sounding ice storm. Unfortunately, the drake seems to recognize that its an illusion and takes very little damage from the spell. Maffei then runs away, drawing her twin swords as she moves.

Will Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20
Blunt: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 6) = 15
Cold: 2d6 ⇒ (3, 3) = 6

The drake flies out of the cloud, over Tanssi's head and right towards the fleeing Maffei. As it glides down towards the shae it turns its heads and launches a beam of fire out of its mouth. The blast hits the ground between Irlana, Eltran, Falcon and Andwise and explodes like a fireball, engulfing the four heroes. Then it descends within striking distance of Maffei

The drake has Flyby Attack, and can use a standard action in between its movement.
Fire damage, Reflex DC 16: 5d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 3, 3, 4) = 13

1d6 ⇒ 1

Remember to make Reflex saves and to account for haste! Also, that downed tree does count as difficult terrain.

Round 1
Irlana -13 or -6
Andwise -13 or -6
Tanssi -haste
Maffei - haste
Flame Drake -11, - flying +5 ft (within melee range)
Eltran -13 or -6, haste
Sir Falcon -13 or -6, haste

Round 2
Irlana -13 or -6
Andwise -13 or -6
Tanssi -haste
Maffei - haste
Flame Drake -11, - flying +5 ft (within melee range)
Eltran -13 or -6, haste
Sir Falcon -13 or -6, haste

Tanssi hurdles over the fallen tree, and leaps off toward the creature now flying within its reach. Cannot charge/pounce

They snap with their jaws, attempting to wrestle the drake to the ground.

Bite, PA, haste, Flank: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 + 2 = 11 Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 + trip
Trip: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 1 + 2 = 22

Reflex, DC 16: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21

Seeing Tanssi leap after the Drake, Andwise attempts to follow at a safe distance. Double move

reflex, haste: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 7 + 1 = 21

Eltran is able to escape th flame's full effect!

He starts to inspire courage!

+1 to hit and damage for everyone!

"We can bring it down! And then he moves away slightly!"

Reflex Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Irlana's spiritual weapon continues attacking the drake.
Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Damage if that hits: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Hoping that Sir Falcon can get an attack in on the creature Irlana activates a Life Link on the man. Then she moves away from others on the team to minimize any more of the drake's breath weapon attacks.

Ouch! The full 13 damage, and will take 5 more at the end of Sir Falcon's next turn. That's round 2 of 4 for the Spiritual weapon. Forgot to use the extend rod.

Botting Sir Falcon!

Haste grants a +1 bonus to reflex saves. That pushes Irlana's and Sir Falcon's rolls into successes.

Eltran inspires the party into heroic action, but decides to keep away from the fray himself.

Reflex, Sir Falcon: 1d20 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 1 = 16

Sir Falcon ducks down and avoids the worst of the drake's fire blast.
draws his flaming sword and moves in to strike. The haste spell gives him the speed to cover enough ground to reach the drake. Sir Falcon dodges a bite from the monster before moving into striking range. The drake lets out a roar as the sword bites into it.

AoO: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
Piercing, Fire: 2d6 + 5 + 1d6 ⇒ (6, 5) + 5 + (1) = 17

Katana Power Attack, IC, Haste: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 7 + 2 = 191d8 + 5 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 6 + 1 + 1 = 17

Irlana's spiritual knife sticks into the beast once again. Irlana then forms a life link with Sir Falcon to take on some of the damage he might take from the drake.

Andwise moves into position and meanwhile Tanssi rushes in to bite the drake but fails to get through its tough scales. At least the eidolon distracted the drake enough for Maffei get a sneak attack in. Both blades cut into the drake and it falls down to the ground.

Scimitar: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 2 + 2 = 29
Slashing+Cold+SA: 1d6 + 6 + 1 + 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 1 + (1) + (2) = 15

Short Sword: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 2 + 2 = 23
Slashing+Cold+SA: 1d6 + 3 + 1 + 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 1 + (1) + (1) = 9

Combat is over!

"Watch for another danger. That thing might have had a watcher."

She scans the area and the skies, looking for any movement. Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (4) + 15 = 19 She feels the 5 points of damage transfer from Sir Falcon to her and glances around at her allies. "Is anybody hurt bad? Need immediate healing?" How bad is everyone hurt?

"Slightly injured, but not worth fussing over. We can keep going."

Andwise sidles up to Tanssi, before swing up onto its saddle. Well done, your distraction was important.

If my math is correct, I believe Eltran, Andwise took 6 damage. Sir Falcon is at 1 damage and Irlana is at -18. You guys have a couple of different resources for healing (I think you have a wand that you bought earlier even), you can decide how you want to heal up the damage.

With the drake dead, the party looks around and sees that the coast is clear. They gather up their belongings, heal the wounded and set off for the Crypt of Tula.

After another two hours of walking they reach a clearing. In the middle of the clearing is a mound of earth surrounded by a massive skeleton that must be the bones of a great dragon. Even hundreds of years after the dragon’s fall, its bones are an awe-inspiring sight. The skeleton has partially sunk into the bog, but enough remains that it still appears to be draped over the low, earthen mound. On the side of the mound is a stone door with a single, rough keyhole.

Wanting the healing to be quick so the team can continue Irlana calls them all together and uses her team healing ability from the wandering spirit.

Channel: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7 7 points spread to the 6 party members. 42 points healed covers all of the wounded.

Irlana moves over to the huge dragon skeleton. "Wow! It would take an army with powerful magical support.... But at least this proves whatever gave the threats wasn't this dragon brought back to life." Turning to the mound she pulls out the key and walks up to the keyhole. "I hope it isn't trapped, or jammed. It's been quite a while!" She puts the key in the hole and carefully tries to turn it.

Falcon proudly stands over the defeated drake and then re sets himself, ready for the coming battle.

Before heading out, Sir Falcon stops to admire the slain drake.

Irlana moves up to look at the massive skeleton. As she nears the skull a quivering mass of red and gray flesh pours out of the eye and plops down on the ground. The blob of flesh is covered in eyes and mouths and its emitting an unsettling babbling sound as it lurches towards the halfling.

Maffei dashes up to the creature and slashes at it with her scimitar. The attack hits, but the blade has trouble cutting through its weird spongy body.

Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 27
Slashing+Cold: 1d6 + 6 + 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 6 + (1) + (6) = 18

Round 1
Maffei
Irlana
Sir Falcon
Tanssi
Eltran
Andwise
Aberration -7

Before heading out, Sir Falcon stops to admire the slain drake.

Irlana moves up to look at the massive skeleton. As she nears the skull a quivering mass of red and gray flesh pours out of the eye and plops down on the ground. The blob of flesh is covered in eyes and mouths and its emitting an unsettling babbling sound as it lurches towards the halfling.

Maffei dashes up to the creature and slashes at it with her scimitar. The attack hits, but the blade has trouble cutting through its weird spongy body.

Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13
Slashing+Cold: 1d6 + 6 + 1d6 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 6 + (5) + (2) = 18

Round 1
Maffei
Irlana
Sir Falcon
Tanssi
Eltran
Andwise
Aberration -7

Correction, that attack roll is enough to hit it's flat footed AC, but 1's always miss.

Maffei's foot slides on a loose bone and causes her swing to miss the fleshy monster.

Round 1
Maffei
Irlana
Sir Falcon
Tanssi
Eltran
Andwise
Aberration

Stumbling back from the horrible monster Irlana pulls her extend metamagic rod and casts Spiritual Weapon, directing the spiritual starblade to attack the weird thing.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Damage if that hits: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Falcon steps around into a flank with his sword and shouts a challenge at the aberration Begone you!

Katana Power Attack: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 8 + 2 = 301d8 + 5 + 6 + 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 6 + (3) + 4 = 23

Katana Power Attack Crit confirm: 1d20 + 8 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 8 + 2 + 2 = 281d8 + 5 + 6 + 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 6 + (4, 1) + 4 = 22

The blade catches flesh with ease and tears as the flame tongue ignites

You will not stop our mission

Irlana throws out her mystical starblade, but the weapon just glances off the creature's rubbery hide. Then Sir Falcon steps forward and issuing a challenge he drives his blade into the abomination. The blade cleaves off a melon sized chunk of flesh and the fire leaves scorched flesh around it. Such a blow would kill most creatures but this monster's remaining flesh just reforms around the wound like it was made of clay.

This monster seems to be immune to critical hits and also has some kind of damage resistance, but the fire did seem to have its full effect.

Round 1
Maffei
Irlana
Sir Falcon
Tanssi
Eltran
Andwise
Aberration -18

kn dungeon. : 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

“This thing is a gibbering mouth. This creature has an amorphous body, which makes it immune to precision damage, sneak attacks, critical hits and being flanked!“ he says.

He continues to inspire the group but does delay as he is unsure what to do.

Okay, the double post screwed me up. It looks like Maffei's attack hit on one version and then missed on the other. I will use the original one and count her damage.

Eltran wishes he could remember more about what gibbering mouthers do but just can't remember much in the heat of battle, so he decides to wait and see what the monster does before acting.

Botting Andwise and Tanssi!

Andwise uses stardust to light the gibbering mouther up in sparkles. Then Tanssi pounces forward at the monster! But when they land on the abberation, their claws and fangs fail to penetrate it's thick, slimy skin.

Bite, charge: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 2 = 131d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Claw, charge: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 7 + 2 = 121d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Claw, charge: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 7 + 2 = 101d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Wow! Not good rolls!

The gibbering from the monster's many mouth starts to get incredibly loud. The noise is unbearable, and everyone hearing feel an urge to drop what they are doing and claw at their eyes to make it stop.

Everyone needs to make a Will Save DC 13. This is a sound based, mind-affecting compulsion insanity effect.

Then one of the creature's mouths spits a stream of acidic spit at Maffei. It hits her right in the eyes.

"Damn this thing! I've been blinded!"

Ranged Touch: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
Fort Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7 1d4 ⇒ 1

As its doing this, the creature is also biting at its assailants with its many, many fanged mouths. Unfortunately for Sir Falcon, the monster seems to be directing most of its attacks at him.

Bite: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 7 - 2 = 91d4 ⇒ 3
Bite: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (18) + 7 - 2 = 231d4 ⇒ 3
Bite: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 - 2 = 221d4 ⇒ 1
Bite: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 - 2 = 221d4 ⇒ 4
Bite: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (16) + 7 - 2 = 211d4 ⇒ 4
Bite: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 7 - 2 = 251d4 ⇒ 3

Grab, Sir Falcon: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 7 - 2 = 8
Grab, Sir Falcon: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (11) + 7 - 2 = 16
Grab, Sir Falcon: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 7 - 2 = 15

Confirm vs Maffei: 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 7 - 2 = 101d4 ⇒ 4
Grab, Maffei: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 7 - 2 + 2 = 12
Grab, Maffei: 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 7 - 2 + 2 = 15

The creature bites Falcon three times and gets Maffei twice. The teeth also attempt to latch on to both adventurers, but they manage to pull themselves out of its grip.

Round 1
Eltran -delayed

Round 2
Maffei -blind 1 rd., -7
Irlana
Sir Falcon -8
Tanssi
Andwise
Aberration -25, -2 attacks/PER 2 rds.
Eltran

Also, if someone does fail against the gibbering; please roll on the confusion chart as well:

01-25 Acts normally
26-50 Does nothing but babble incoherently
51-75 Deals 1d8 points of damage + Str modifier to self with item in hand
76-100 Attacks nearest creature (for this purpose, a familiar counts as part of the subject’s self)