(#1-11) "Flames of Rebellion" (Inactive)

Game Master rainzax

Maybe we should have let him know Cheliax won't be coming this way any time soon.

"But I did. But he was stupid enough to trade his soul."

"Was that you making all that commotion downstairs?"

Low and sultry, sibilant and serpentine, a voice emanates forth from down the hall, where upon a massive throne casually lounges a red-skinned bipedal creature with horns, cloven feet, spined tail, and a full black-barbed beard, leaning against one arm at an odd angle such that it's bare pelvis faces upwards, it's other arm carefully inspecting it's sharp finger nails - as one might appraise with delicate scrutiny the job of having recently trimmed them - calling out to you but not yet bothering to look your direction.

"I suppose you are here to kill me..." this with a snort "... or worship me..." it finally casts it's devilish glare your direction down the hall, settling knowingly on Emoubu "It is, after all, one or the other!"

Leaning against the wall just within it's reach perches a wickedly-barbed polearm, and, to the party's absolute horror, there is a half-full wine glass sitting on the floor by the throne!

Khaul says naught, but advances down the passage. He tries to avoid the fiery grates.

"Yer slave down below seems keen on a reworking of his bargain with yer." he notes.

"I dunnie suppose yer would consider freeing his soul from yer pact?" he asks without a lot of expectation of success.

"I mean we can be civil about this."

Civil he might be, but not stupid. Khaul's shield is ready and his hammer is not so much to hand, as in hand. Still, he makes no aggressive move.

Aurelien moves beside Khaul. "We seek information. We would like to converse for a while. We understand you have been here for around seven hundred years and I'm sure that in that time, you will have gained much knowledge."

Aurelien will stand on the grate as positioned, both as a demonstration of being without fear and because he's a desert elf and likes it hot.

"Emoubu would rather you go home."

Duncan staggers up next to Khaul, cane tapping with every step.

It's like the little dragon said, we would be fine with sending you back. You are bound until Cheliax reclaims the area, but that won't be soon. Border provinces are splintering off and the majestrix has not been able to bring them to heel.

"Ayuh," Ned agrees. The very sight of the creature turns his stomach. He knows all too well how honey-tongued creatures like this can be. "I en't conversin' with tha likes o' you, monster. I'm thinkin' the world's better off without you in it."

Devil's Keep (Round One)

It looks as though the party didn't come to bargain!

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Everyone please roll Deception, Diplomacy, Intimidation, or Perception for Initiative!

Nedri - if you want you may instead roll Religion for Initiative!

Khaul makes sure he keeps his shield raised!
perc: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

Aurelien's hair gets tucked behind his ear by something and his dagger readies itself on his belt.

Diplomacy, Initiative: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

Shifting uncomfortably in his seat at the unexpected advance, our bearded "friend" accidentally tips over his wine reaching for his wickedly-barbed polearm...

Initiative (Perception): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Initiative (Intimidate): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (15) + 10 = 25

Devil's Keep (Round One)

The trio Duncan, Khaul, and Aurelien proceed towards the Throned creature - when hot jets flame out from the vent below Aurelien's feet!

Aurelian sustains: 1d4 ⇒ 4 fire damage (no save!)

Reduced by Fire Resistance 1 to 3 damage

Nedri

So sorry for the delay! Crazy weekend. Perception and Religion are the same, so I'll roll Religion for the novelty of it. :D

Everybody, don't forget your +1 to initiative from Nedri using the Scout activity! :)

Religion (init): 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 1 = 23

Devil's Keep (Round One, Continued)

Most of the party gets the jump on the Enthroned Devil!

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Map is Updated!

Everyone (except Khaul) is Up!

"You made me waste my wine!" it gasps, exasperated somewhat "I shall collect your souls then, you fools!"

Aurelien rapidly casts (◆◆) Magic Weapon on Khaul's Warhammer

He then (◆) Steps behind Khaul and declares "Our souls will sing in triumph at your defeat!"

Duncan sends a beam of ice at the devil,

Attack, Ray of Frost: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
damage, cold: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

and draws his sword.

If that's how you want it.

Emoubu draws his sword with a flourish. He then strides forward, unheading of the terrian.

◆◆◆Interact to draw his sword, then two Strides.

"Marshal Emoubu will prove the true might of Kobolds to you!"

Ned strides with weirdly long legs across the hall, avoiding the grates on the ground as the memories of the rune trap is still fresh in his mind, pausing to briefly throw the sign of the Evil Eye at the fiend, his eyes filling with an inky black void for a moment, as a link of dark energies connects him to the devil for one horrifying moment.

♦♦ Stride 50 ft (moving diagonally to avoid grates).
♦ Cast evil eye.

Devil's Will + Devil's Wits (+1) vs Nedri's Evil Eye (DC 17): 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 10 + 1 = 27

"Puny Mortal!" shrugging off the old man's spell "I have two Evil Eyes!"

He turns to Aurelien "Surely in the lower echelons of Hell!" then responds to Duncan "That is how I want it!" then to Emoubu "Like those below who worship me!" and shuffles forward, with almost bored effort, and assaults the kobold swashbuckler!

◆) Step
◆◆) Strike x2

Devil's Glaive (1d8+6) w/ Forceful (+0) w/ Evil (1d6) w/ Deadly (1d8) vs Emoubu (AC 20): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 221d8 + 6 + 0 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 0 = 101d6 ⇒ 51d8 ⇒ 3
Devil's Glaive (1d8+6) w/ Forceful (+1) w/ Evil (1d6) w/ Deadly (1d8) vs Emoubu (AC 20): 1d20 + 12 - 5 ⇒ (15) + 12 - 5 = 221d8 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 131d6 ⇒ 51d8 ⇒ 4

Carving into the brave braggart for 10+13 slashing and 5+5 evil damage!

"You shall be the first!"

The horrible wounds inflicted upon Emoubu begin to bleed profusely!

Devil's Keep (Round One / Two)

Can the party beat back the forces from Hell!?

The Party is Up!

Skirting around the vents (30' move), Aurelien moves closer to the fiend. He solemnly intones words the party have heard before, sending a spiralling Divine Lance to try to disrupt the devil.

◆) Stride
◆◆) Divine Lance, GOOD damage: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 131d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

I'm going to hero point that one.

Divine Lance, GOOD damage: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 141d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Oh well. I tried.

"Ha ha HA HA HA!" the Devil guffaws heartily "Is that all Heaven hath wrought? Or yee less than even that!"

Emoubu - have your 2nd Hero Point!

This is the last one for this game!

Remember I track them in my GM Alias!

Khaul hurries forward, his shield raised.
"Yer big on words. But those below who feared you now know to fear others still more."

◆) Raise shield.
◆) Stride
◆) Stride

Reactions will be to either shield block to reduce damage to me, or glance of redemption to reduce damage to an ally and enfeeble the devil.
Whoever gets hurt first.

...As Khaul hurries over the grating, it bursts suddenly and violently with fire!

(↺) Infernal Detonations: 1d4 ⇒ 4 fire damage (no save!)

"What's this!?" the Devil stoops to get a better look with cruel exaggeration "An uppity dwarf come to square up to ME!?" then "Do you know who I am!?"

Duncan snakes around the exposed grating and comes to a stop at the edge of the devil's reach, his sword poised to deflect an incoming blow.

Stride, stride, Dueling Parry

Sorry, I meant to clarify, Khaul was avoiding the grates, he has enough movement even with 20' to avoid the flames with a double move.
And having seen the flames before (as well as having avoided them specifically earlier) I just didn't type it in.

"So! You want to play swords!? Isn't that quaint!" booms the Devil as Duncan draws near.

Devil's Keep (Round Two)

Can the party beat back the boasting forces from Hell!?

Emoubu and Nedri are Up!

Bleeding profusely from several wounds, Emoubu gives the devil a smirk.

"Is that best Devil can do? Marshal Emoubu is still standing." Barely!

◆Interact, Draw Minor Elixir of Life
◆Drink the Minor Elixir of Life 1d6 ⇒ 5
◆Parry!

"Not for long, my subject"

To his horror, Emoubu looks down as the elixir attempts to soothe his body...

Emoubu - please have your elixir make a Counteract Check vs DC 18!

Counteract?: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17

"Oh - are you having trouble there?"

To his horror, Emoubu looks down as the elixir fails to soothe his body...

...and he continues to bleed out!

Emoubu - I left the Bleed rules in Discussion for you!

Devil's Keep (Round Two, Continued)

Will Marshal Emoubu bleed out from an infernal wound that refuses to close!?

Nedri is Up!

...somewhere on a porch, 100 miles away, there slowly rocks an old man on a rickety chair, sipping from a half-full cup through wine-stained teeth, wondering if his new pathfinder friends are still alive...

"50 50, I reckon" he concludes, talking to no one who is there, but who, had he had the means, would be, which, of course, he doesn't, and so, they aren't...

Nedri looks grim, and then cracks a crazy smile as he tries once again to put the scare on the Devil.

Evil eye again, according to bot instructions. DC 17

He then drops a stone on the ground which hurls itself at the devil.
Telekenetic projectile
attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

The blood pours profusely from Emoubu's body, pooling onto the floor, tainted black with the ichor of hell...

...will he continue to bleed out!?

Nedri has one action (◆) left as the Devil is bolstered from Evil Eye for 1 minute!

It doesn't look at Nedri has any way to heal Emoubu, so.

Nedri glares at the devil and slings a stone at it.

sling: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
B damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Persistent Damage Save: 1d20 ⇒ 12