PF1 5-25 (Inactive)

Game Master Saashaa

After some electrical buzzing and popping, the large wolf disappears.

Tancred, seeing his predicament, pulls out a scroll and casts another spell. His form takes of a shimmery outline as if he were being displaced.

Tsuan, Pai

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Noke, Wembly, Floria, Wiem you are up

Noke opens the fourth door and sees their target!

"So you are the trouble maker!?" she asks when she sees Tancred.

She casts a lightning bolt hitting Tancred.

electricity, DC 21 reflex half : 9d6 + 9 ⇒ (4, 1, 2, 1, 6, 2, 2, 6, 3) + 9 = 36

If the wolf is down, can Tsuan revise her second action to move to the far door, rather than closing it?

As soon as she sees Tancred, Floria feels her rage seeping back in.

Morphic Form: 1d100 ⇒ 81 => DR 5/magic

Her skin becomes a sickly green as her teeth sharpen, and she hisses. She tilts her head forward, and the space around her head shimmers with unseen power as she concentrates on Tancred.

"Bleed!"

Mind Thrust III: 7d8 ⇒ (5, 8, 6, 5, 1, 8, 7) = 40
DC 20 Will save for half; 2 bleed if he takes any damage

If the wolf is down, can Tsuan revise her second action to move to the far door, rather than closing it?

Absolutely

will: 1d20 ⇒ 4

So are both the doors closed?

The Bralani will fly after the caster Delsine.

”Where did he go? “

It will go around if it cannot open the door.

Wiem Weems rushes forward and opens the door he magically closed a moment ago.
All doors should be open now.

Door 1, 2, 3, and 4 are open.

The Bralani then moves to attack.

+1 good scimitar: 1d20 + 13 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 13 + 2 = 32 for dmg: 1d6 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 2 = 13`

Tsuan, Pai you are up

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Noke, Wembly, Floria, Wiem

The wolf's icon is still there, but I'm going to assume it's really gone.

"Oh! Cool." Well, now that the humongous wolf is gone, Pai soars along the ceiling into the next room and spies Tancred standing in the next doorway, facing away from her. Quirking her lip, she shoots him in the behind with a bolt of lightening.

50% Concealment, High hits: 1d100 ⇒ 98
Electric blast vs. Touch AC: 1d20 + 11 - 3 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 11 - 3 + 3 = 243d6 + 2 + 5 ⇒ (5, 5, 1) + 2 + 5 = 18
Includes Point Blank Shot, Elemental Overflow, and 3 negative levels. No Gathering Power or Burn.

"Booyah buttface! Take that!"

Tsuan rushes forward, attempting to roll through Tancred.

Acrobatics, Daredevil Boots: 1d20 + 16 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 16 + 5 = 34 vs CMD+5

Assuming that succeeds, Tsuan will get a bonus to attack.

Good Wakizashi: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20 vs flat-footed, +2 if successful on Tumble
Good: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4 plus Sneak: 4d6 ⇒ (5, 4, 2, 4) = 15

Bralani: 1d100 ⇒ 56 hit
Tsuan: 1d100 ⇒ 50 miss

The combined assault of the pathfinders takes down the squishy spellcaster. Though, there is a lot of blood coming from his nose and ears.

Tsuan leans over and whispers in his ear, "Zarta Dralneen says hi."

Tsuan will not revive him, but won't stop others from doing so. She'll volunteer quickly if we vote to coup de grace him.

Concentration DC 17: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (11) + 13 = 24

Floria starts to cackle and rush toward Tancred to tear out his throat, but she stops and with an effort of will transforms back to her normal form, wiping some spittle from her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Zarta asked us to spare him"

She looks down at Tancred with disgust, waiting to see if anyone wants to put an end to him despite their orders, perfectly happy to allow them to do so.

"I will stabilize him!!" Noke says and casts a spell to keep the man stable.

Noke feels that her stabilize does work.

Tsuan accidentally slices his Achilles' tendon with her wakizashi.

Noke immediately stabilizes Tancred again.

"Hey! Tsuan! What is going on with you??? We need him!"

Pai's eyes widen in mock shock. "Why, Tsuan, how could you?" Flying over to land beside him, she pulls a coil of rope from her pack and begins the process of hog tying him. As an added bonus, she pulls a sweaty sock from her foot and shoves it into his mouth, tying it in place as a well-over-done gag (using *both* meanings of that word). "Well, we got this one. Let's search these rooms quickly and get back to it. Hmm... Pity we can't stuff him in my handy haversack. His butt's too big to fit through the hole."

Perception: 1d20 + 12 - 3 ⇒ (19) + 12 - 3 = 28

”Is that the last room? Is anyone else hiding here? Seems like we got him. But who knows if he was working with others. But maybe not his style and wants to work alone. Who’s gonna listen to your stories? I could not image.
“

Tsuan whistles innocently, which gives away her position because she's still invisible. "Just want to make sure he can't escape," she halfheartedly defends.

Noke senses that her second stabilize cast does work. The pool of blood from Tancred seems to have increased.

Anyone else doing anything in particular?

Wembly is searching the room where Tancred was found.

perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29

The bralani looks upon the injured and states.

I can offer healing to those in need.

Tsuan will help whoever's tying Tancred up tie Tancred up. She has a CMB of +8.

Apparently CMB +8 is the party high! Tsuan will tie Tancred up.

When she thinks nobody is looking, she'll put a pebble in his underwear.

Sleight of Hand: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16

Wiem Weems uses magic to prevent the wolf and the monster from actually dying. The soldier is horrified at the captive's treatment. It not only f
eels unbecoming an officer, but reminds him too much of the Aspis treatment of his own father.*

"Pathfinders, remember who you are!" ... Or at least remember who you are not."

Noke will then also help to search the room!

perception Tancred himself - searching him: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

@GM Sasha: Pai would start searching in the room in which Tancred fell, then work her way backwards through the rooms to the north, one at a time. She is not taking 10 or 20.

We should have a discussion about the first floor. We've bypassed the front door and whatever may be lurking down there - seeing as we've done everything asked of us (kill Thurl, retrieve Tancred), I'm not sure we need to clear the first floor. We can go out the way we came in, or, alternatively, if the ranged fighters want to hang out on the second floor, Tsuan can go down and bait whatever's waiting for us / disable traps, we should have the height advantage the defenders thought they had on us.

Floria feels suitably chastened by Wiem Weems' words. She waves off the Azata's spells

"It's just a scratch, but if you could help me with my wand..."

She only took 9 damage so it feels like a waste to use a cure serious

CLW: 3d8 + 3 ⇒ (2, 3, 2) + 3 = 10
32 charges remaining

Those of you searching near Tancred himself notice his pool of blood is growing.

Floria feels suitably chastened by Wiem Weems' words.

To be clear this is Wiem Weems speaking. As a player, I hope I didn't step on anyone's fun!.

Wiem Weems cast stabilize again. "Is that blood still oozing?

To be equally clear, I'm mostly kidding around (I thought the mission was over). Tsuan's not out to actually fail the mission, just express her dislike for Tancred.

After Tancred is tied up, Tsuan will tap him with a wand of CLW to revive him if stabilize doesn't appear to be working.

UMD: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34
Healing: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Yeah the scenario is pretty much over. I just needed to resolve whether Tancred lived or died. Floria's spell gave him bleed. I'll write a wrap up tomorrow.

Noke immediately casts cure light wounds with her wand on Tancred!

CLW : 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"Well, if we heal him too much he may find a way to compromise us out here. I hate to be a meanie, but we gotta make it back with all of us alive." Pai rolls her eyes. "Even him. Anyway, I don't feel good about it, but..." She shrugs, her eyebrows knotted with some combination of guilt, concern, residual anger, and fatigue.

Maybe we can just keep him knocked out - like with a sap or something?

With Tancred’s defeat, the Society’s goals for Jormurdun are secure. They can perhaps use the watchtower as a base camp and launch expeditions deeper into the Sky Citadel.

You are hailed as heroes of the Society. Farabellus turns Tancred over to Paracountess Dralneen. What happens to him while he is in her custody is unclear, but Tancred certainly does not enjoy her ministrations.

You each get a note from Zarta personally thanking you for taking "good" care of Tancred before turning him over.

Noke is clearly glad that they were successful!

”After my last mission sent me to hell I am glad that we were at least on the material plane this time. It was a pleasure to work with you all!!“

Floria nods to Noke and the others.

"No thank you Noke. I've not been feeling myself since that damned Nabasu. If you hadn't dispelled those tentacles- well it doesn't bear thinking about"

“We were lucky. But is part of being a pathfinder! I wish you all the best Floria!!“ the little Wayang says.

"Ohmygoshyouguys! It was so great working with all of you! Usually I'm the only one flying, but this time it was great having other fliers. I think it really saved our tails back at the tower. Can you imagine how much trouble those snipers would've been if we'd entered on the ground floor? And the way everyone worked as a team and all? Awesome! I am totally down with working with all of you again! First, though, Floria and I need, like, the longest nap ever! Amiright?" Pai's exuberant babbling continues long after most people would've run out of things to say.

Corporal Wiem Weems Finyik salutes his fellow Pathfinders. "It has been an honor to serve with you all." He stands at attention for perhaps a little longer than is necessary.

”Yes like it was a great group and we worked well together. Even when facing crazy demons and stuff. I am glad we had this opportunity to travel together. I have to train a bit but maybe we can do this again real soon. Well not like tomorrow but maybe the week after. Or you know, whenever they have a mission for us. “