Pawero attempts to target the lurking Green with an arc of electricity but only succeeds in electrifying the waters of the nearby fountain. Good thing there don't seem to be any fish in there!
Maldlethu bolsters the blessing from Nethys and conjures a bit of protection for himself before moving closer to Swayaah and Bubba. Nethys' blessing must be shared!
Ezren decides to take a leaf out of Pawero's book and also attempts to target Green. The electricity arcs out...
...and strikes its target! Green hisses angrily and flits over to Ezren, attempting to bite him.
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Green chomps down, popping fully into view. Caught flat-footed, Ezren suffers a small scrape but manages to block the worst of the damage with his shielding spell! Unfortunately, the cacodaemon comes in for a second bite with devastating force, dropping the wizard to the ground.
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Pawero
Maldlethu
Ezren
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Green Cacodaemon
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Jirelle
Bubba
Swayaah
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Blue Cacodaemon
Red Cacodaemon
Active Conditions: Bless; Within 10 ft. of Maldlethu
Environmental Conditions: None
Jirelle, Bubba and Swayaah are UP!
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Swayaah frowns as the green demon- daemon- devil- whatever takes a bite out of old man Ezren. "Okay, I'm gonna guess this thing didn't have time to run yet. Speaking of, Maldlethu. I think Ezren needs some of your magic."
Swayaah stands her ground and swings at the last place she saw the demon, hoping it didn't get time to move.
Then she readies herself to swing again at the first whatever it is that tries to bite her, once it materializes.
Bubba races to the defense of Ezren (and Pawero) and swings his greatclub at Green...
*WHACK!*
The cacodaemon's form goes sailing over the hedge and hits the wall of the nearby building with a wet crunch before tumbling to the ground - very much dead.
Swayaah takes a swipe with her claws at the last place she saw Red, but doesn't manage to hit anything. She then readies herself to swing again at the first hostile creature to show itself.
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Pawero
Maldlethu
Ezren
Jirelle
Bubba
Swayaah
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Blue Cacodaemon
Red Cacodaemon
Active Conditions: Bless; Within 10 ft. of Maldlethu
Environmental Conditions: None
Jirelle is UP!
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"Damn it, where'd it go? It was right .... HERE!" Jirelle looks intently at the space where the vampire-snake just was and then punctuates her words with a stab while raising her shield.
[dice=Perception to Seek ]d20+6 [/dice
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Jirelle attempts to pinpoint one of the creatures - either Blue or Red - before taking a swing at the last place she saw Blue. Unfortunately, her weapon catches nothing but air. She quickly raises her shield, expecting an attack at any time.
And then, to the surprise of absolutely no one, Red and Blue pop back into sight as they snap at Swayaah and Jirelle, respectively. As Red appears, Swayaah makes her claw swipe and just manages to connect with it!
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Though the tiefling manages to strike Red the cacodaemon returns the favor, biting deeply into her flesh. It tries to go in for a second round but Swayaah is able to dodge this second bite.
Jirelle fares much better, easily avoiding both attempts by Blue to bite her.
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Pawero
Maldlethu
Ezren
Jirelle
Bubba
Swayaah
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Blue Cacodaemon
Red Cacodaemon
Active Conditions: Bless; Within 10 ft. of Maldlethu
Environmental Conditions: None
Everyone is UP!
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"Damn it, where'd it go? It was right .... HERE!"
"Found 'em. OW." Swayaah has to shake the thing off of her
Whatever it was trying to do (probably poison, demonish critters love poison) Swayaah isn't having any of it. Now that it's visible and right in front of her, she's able to get a good look at the daemon thingy.
She's able to get a good read on its oh so predictable hover pattern. Maldlethu's Bless nudges her in the right direction, but not far enough.
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"HA!" Bubba celebrates momentarily after cold conking the green snake thing. It doesn't take him long though to reverse course and hustle back to help out his pirate friend Jirelle.
"One.. two... three GO!" He times up his walloping with the help of her distractions... mostly just splashing around in the fountain.
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Maldlethu steps away from Swayaah and raises his thin arms above his head. One hand clutches the two-faced holy symbol, while the other splays its fingers wide. “The magic that infuses you will not let you perish!” he intones dramatically. “It has further use of you, and you of it!” White light surrounds the fallen wizard, burning away his injuries.
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Pawero notes the activities of each of his companions and then considers the revealed cacodaemons. Ezra will be healed momentarily by Maldlethu. He predicts that the one engaged with Swayaah will not see a strike coming from below, so he dashes over to the edge of the platform and stabs with his dagger.
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Oh no, Ezren! But I can't really do anything for him, and it looks like Maldlethu has it in hand.
"Ha! Maybe don't try to be tricky and just focus on fightin', you mean little bugger!" Jirelle taunts the zombie-vampire-demon-snake.
She gives Bubba a wink as he gets into position, and then fakes left as if trying to move.
>Critical Success The target takes a –2 circumstance penalty to all attack rolls against you before the end of its next turn.
>Success The target takes a –2 circumstance penalty to its next attack roll against you before the end of its next turn.
Swayaah manages to fight off whatever nasty disease was brewing in that cacodaemon bite and strikes back, opening another nasty wound across Red's ugly mug! She attempts to see if she can finish it off, but the daemon manages to dodge her second strike.
Meanwhile Bubba races over to help Jirelle against Blue, but even with the creature flanked between them he can't seem to land a blow on it.
As Ezren continues to slowly bleed out, Maldlethu steps away from Swayaah slightly and bestows Nethys' healing power upon the injured wizard, bringing him back to consciousness!
Pawero moves to assist Swayaah with Red, devising a plan of attack and then executing it as he steps up next to the platform and stabs upward. Red screeches in pain as the main-gauche pierces his undercarriage but the creature still does not fall!
Jirelle fares better against Blue than Bubba did, taking advantage of the flanking and her skills to feint against the daemon before delivering a devastating blow with her rapier!
Unwilling to give up on a potential meal, Blue shifts its position slightly and turns to try snapping at Bubba, instead...
...but finds that the halfling is not easy prey to get hold of! Red also shifts position but keeps trying to chew on the already-injured Swayaah...
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...and takes another chunk of flesh from the tiefling!
Much to everyone's displeasure, you notice that both Red and Blue's wounds seem to mend somewhat.
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Pawero
Maldlethu
Ezren
Jirelle
Bubba
Swayaah
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Blue Cacodaemon
Red Cacodaemon
Active Conditions: Bless; Within 5 ft. of Maldlethu
Environmental Conditions: None
Everyone is UP!
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Swayaah grunts again. "I'm gonna feel that in the morning..." She shakes off the relative wooziness and notes the situation.
Good thing this thing is predictable in its movement. Also good it doesn't spew fireballs from its mouth, or they'd be doomed.
Her follow up is no where close enough to leave a mark.
Maldlethu maintains Nethys' blessing and attempts to force Red into a contemplative state regarding the mysteries of magic but the cacodaemon is having none of it, shrugging the spell off with the greatest of ease.
Blue, on the other hand, fares poorly as Bubba regains his center and caves its face in with his greatclub! He rushes up to Red next, but this cacodaemon's luck continues to hold as the halfling's next swing is a miss.
Swayaah continues to square off against Red, devising a method of attack and then executing it to fair effect as she slashes another wound into the creature's hide. Her follow-up strike is less coordinated however, missing the mark.
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Pawero
Maldlethu
Ezren
Jirelle
Bubba
Swayaah
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Red Cacodaemon
Active Conditions: Bless; Within 15 ft. of Maldlethu
Environmental Conditions: None
Pawero, Ezren and Jirelle are UP!
Ezren groans and begins to rise to his feet, before seeing there is but one of the pesky demons left. Summoning his most powerful spell in his arsenal he sends a trio of magical darts into the lone demon!
Red suddenly discovers that there's few things as scary as a pissed off wizard as Ezren pulls himself together and launches a magic missile barrage that puts an end to the cacodaemon for good!
Combat Over!
The square falls silent; what was left of the crowd has fled and now you find yourselves alone among the statues that litter the area. Nothing to do now but tend to your wounds and finish the task you came here for.
Once you're ready, you're able to use the greater salve of anti-paralysis that Fola Barun entrusted you with to restore Jacinth back to her old self. She wobbles a bit on her feet and looks around at everyone.
"I...I am alive again? How is this possible??"
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Swayaah shakes out her sweat and adrenaline on the neighborhood square. "Imagine you were this stubborn about justice rather than lawn ornaments." She calls out. "Good shooting, Ezren."
"Mom, a little help?" Swayaah turns back to Salera, who pulls out some bandages and gets to work. "Your form was sloppy. The DAEmon almost chewed through your neck. You need to be more careful. I'm forbidden-" Salera stops talking before she says too much.
Swayaah barely pays attention and eventually breaks off, leaving her a mess of wrappings and salves. She wasn't sure what was worse: the daemon almost killing her, or mom's lecture.
But she knew it was worth saving the Pathfinder. "Hey, you did good. We need to get you out of here. I wish we had enough for everyone here..." She looks at the other statues. "But one step at a time, yeah?"
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Bubba hands his greatclub over to the woman to use to steady herself "Kinda like waking up from a time machine huh? I know what you mean, been there done that one... weird how time changes things!" He grins and puts an arm around the woman's shoulders.
"How 'bout we take you to the Lodge to catch up on a few things.. like the new menu for the day's meals... and maybe meet with Fola, since she was good enough to get you unstoned n all." He grins, pointing the general direction in case she's forgotten.
As the party moves off to take the de-petrified Pathfinder back to the Lodge Ezren trails behind while glancing back at the courtyard.
"That man who summoned those demons is still out there...somewhere. He didn't do this on a lark, he had a purpose." He mutters to himself while rubbing his aching shoulder. "Gotta do something about that...think I'll stick around some more, these pups need my help methinks..."
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"Thanks Pawero. One less stitch for me to deal with." She manages not to recoil from the medicine. "Anyway, let's get you back to the Lodge. There's a party going on, and I am tired!" She coughs.
Salera slows her pace as the Pathfinders leave the neighborhood. Has she forgotten already? She begins walking around the town square, admiring the statues. Some frozen in horror, some putting a brave face, and some throwing an arm or cloak over their shoulders as a brave but foolish defense. Human emotion. Used to be delicious. Now it just tastes bitter...
She pauses at one statue. The cloak covers the human's entire body, as if blocking the light would block the gorgon's gas. Salera stares at some of the hair sticking out. It's the right texture. The right shape. She has to find just the right angle to see his face. It's him! My love! You're here. I told him this stupid Society would be the death of him... I need more of that salve. She walks towards an alleyway, letting the darkness envelope her form. Swayaah won't mind a little theft, as long as I'm quiet about it.
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With Jacinth rescued and all of your other tasks complete you head back to the Grand Lodge, Jacinth in tow, to report on your successes to the four faction leaders.
Eando Kline, having already gotten word of the group of agents who arrived with a constructed man earlier that morning, listens very closely to your report. When you finish, he nods, satisfied at what he's heard.
"Given your report as well as the observations we've already been able to make of, uh, 'Slippy', I believe that your decision to bring him here was a sound one," Kline remarks. "Provided with proper care and socialization, we're hopeful that he'll be able to live a comfortable life here at the Grand Lodge."
Gorm Greathammer has also already gotten word of your success from Tavvar herself and greets you all warmly when you go to report in. "Not only did you get the scrolls I asked for but you managed to save Tavvar's bacon! I know you've got places to be but when you get a bit of free time later, mebbe come tell me all about what happened? Sounds like it'd make for a mighty fine story!"
By the time you finish telling Calisro Benarry about your stay in the haunted house, the half-orc woman wears a grin a mile wide. "So it really was haunted, huh? Wow! And here I figured the stories were just that - stories."
"Of course it's a shame what happened there," she continues, her expression growing uncharacteristically serious. "I'll be sure to get the word out on that; even though the house is supposed to be coming down, the folks that lost their lives in that place don't deserve to be forgotten."
Last but certainly not least, Fola Barun is overjoyed to see you return safely with Jacinth. "You did it! Thank you for helping correct the Society's mistake on this. After so much trouble in the past, I swore that I would do what I could to make sure no agent is left behind."
"Yes, thank you again," Jacinth smiles. She reaches into her pack and pulls out a small golden idol, which she offers to the group. "It is not much, but hopefully it will do. This is meant to represent Acavna, the Azlanti goddess of magic."
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Once everyone has received their reports, your thoughts naturally turn to rest and relaxation before your next assignment comes along. Just before you leave, Janira Gavix races down the hall, her blond hair flying in her excitement.
"I just heard you made it back—congratulations! It sounds like everything went, well, about as well as anyone could expect. Come with me, I have something for each of you."
The halfling woman leads the way into a small office and distributes finely crafted wooden boxes. Within each, a gleaming compass lid emblazoned with the Glyph of the Open Road and an engraved name lies upon a cushion of silk. "I'm not sure if you've picked up your own wayfinders yet, but when you do, you should have ones that prove that you belong. Now it's official," she beams. "Welcome to the Pathfinder Society!"
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Swayaah holds onto the wayfinder and grins. Feels nice. "Well then. Thanks Janira. Makes the bite wounds sting a biiit less." She relaxes a bit and gets to the floor after washing her hands. "Hey mom, you ok? You look very... happy."
The beast looks up but doesn't say much for a minute. "I'm just proud to see you successful, my dear." She leans back in the chair. "Am I not allowed to be proud of my daughter?" Swayaah gives her a hard glare before shrugging. "Besides, we need to find your father, remember? Last we heard he was in Absalom."