Rappan Athuk - The Dungeon of Graves

Game Master JoshB

In the bottom of one of the trunks, Wyran finds six bars of a heavy silvery metal.

Wyran can find a collection of ropes, leather, and wrappings to fashion a carryall for Ting's remains.

As he pokes around the room, Malinor finds that a bookshelf on the south wall is actually hinged to open up, revealing a hidden space.

The space behind the shelf is blocked by a wall of swirling blue mist. The mist radiates an intense cold that can be felt if you approach within eighteen inches....

Wyran shows the others the metal. "Anybody know what this metal is? Formed in bars so they must have thought it was valuable."

Also casting Detect Magic to scan.

Lothorian will try to guess what the metal is.
Taking 10 on appraise = 18

I think we need to regroup and come back to this new portal. I'm out of spells.

Noticing how the wall of swirling mists radiates cold Wyran nods. "Too cold. Push the shelf back in front of it. If it's a portal and anything comes through this way they'll have to push it out of the way"

We're too weak to face whatever's behind that. We have to go.

If, by some miracle, the missing girl is in there and not morphed into something awful, we're too weak now to save her. We'd die as swift as Ting did. Let's bury him and come back here at full strength. We're down a party member, now, so it won't be easy.

Lefty allows himself to feel what he feels.

I'll miss Ting. He was so brave, and such a character! I loved the way he talked.

The metal doesn't detect as magical.

The shelf swings back into place, blocking off the intense cold.

Malinor will take of a ring on the mummy and collect its blade. As he does so he says, "We need to see to Ting. We definitely owe him that. Once we have finished that, perhaps we can get some aid to come back and see what lies beyond."

Wyran will gather up the 6 bars of silvery metal. "Agreed. Let's get Ting out of here and buried properly, then head back for help."

No problems separating the ring and sword from the mummy.

Wyran collects up the metal bars and tucks them away.

You can trace a fairly easy path back to the surface through one of the exits in the hillside from where you are, is that your plan?

Lefty also has a scroll of teleport that he could use to return if you didn't want to walk.

I think we were also going to try and get some of the treasure from the poisoned pool. ?? Link to post

What are your plans for trying to get the treasure from the pool?

Lefty recalls that the liquid burned him while he was in it.

"Was it acidic burns or was the water super heated? Does anyone have wards to protect or resist elements?" Malinor asks.

Lefty is out of spells. I don't...

"I can cast a spell to protect someone from a selected type of energy. It is limited but should be enough for a short exposure. But, the water also was enchanted and paralyzed whoever was in it. That wasn't poison though. I cast detect poison. I'll cast Guidance on whoever is going in to the water, and if I can have 15 minutes I can prepare a Remove Paralysis spell in case all else fails."

Use Mage Hand to pull out whatever the spell can handle? Then try diving down for the rest?

url to details: https://paizo.com/campaigns/v5748p75ivm3o/gameplay&page=19#938

Acidic

The enchantment was the harpy song

The paralysis was the harpy song? Then we don't need to worry about that. Is anybody good at swimming? I'm not. Whoever is I'll cast Protection from Energy(Acid) on them. It'll stop 72 HP of acid damage.

Lefty has 5 in swim. He can give it a shot. If he takes 10, he can get the stuff out.

The elf uses his Ranged Legerdemain ability to scrounge all the light, nonmagical stuff.

Also, Lefty wasn't trying to detect magic on the metal. He was appraising it to see what kind of metal it is.

Malinor is not much of a swimmer. He has a mighty +4 to the roll.

Lefty is able to use his mage hand to fish out 70 gold coins and a masterwork dagger.

Then he swims down to the bottom and pokes about, finding a heavy iron bottle that despite being immersed in the water for some time shows no sign of rust or corrosion.

The rest of the material on the bottom of the pool consists of bones and debris left over from previous victims of the harpies and the pool.

Wyran casts Detect Magic on the flask. He doesn't have Spellcraft so it's just a yes/no to know if it is magical.

Heading back to town? Is this game still on?

Let's go.

Malinor will pick up Ting and follow along.

Flask is not magic.

Wyran just shrugs at the results of the detection. "Not magical but resistant to the acid. No matter. Let's get back to town and see about recruiting some help."

Once we get to town, Lefty will examine the strange bottle. Until then, we'll charge to home base.

A you returning all the way to Egede in Mendev, or just back to Zelkor's Ferry?

Either way, you'll be waiting down at the bottom of the hill for the boat when it comes back.

A number of the prisoners you rescued are still hanging around waiting for someone to rescue them.

The captain arrives on time, steering his river-boat up into the shallows to get you all loaded.

"Looks like you lost some companions and picked up some strays. No little girl though... "

"What was going on up there with those monks?"

I think we are just going to the ferry.

Wyran is tired and upset as they get back to town. Hearing the Captain he shrugs, "Not yet. But those monks.... were a group of demon worshipers and necromancers. We're back to see about recruiting more people before we head back. Any more strangers in town?"

"There is certainly more going on at that monastery then we first thought. The complex is massive below ground." Malinor adds.

"Sorry to hear of your losses." the captain says.

"Those monks were demon worshipers?" he seems surprised. "They always smelled funny, but I didn't think they were that bad."

"I can get you back to Zelkor's Ferry where you can rest up and these poor souls can get a hot meal. It looks like they could use it."

The riverboat travels back upriver to Zelkor's Ferry. There you offload the prisoners you rescued on some helpful townsfolk (who seem used to taking care of refugees)

In the tavern you find an enormous half-orc, arguing with the barkeep over who makes the best ale in Mendev, and the little girl's mother, who looks at you hopefully.

While he knew they'd have to face the girl's mother, Wyran hadn't been looking forward to it. He keeps a neutral expression on his face as they approach her. "I'm sorry to say that we haven't found your girl, yet. We're not done but we ran into more trouble than we had expected. We're back looking for help, possibly some stronger warriors. Then we're heading back. I can't promise anything other than to keep searching."

Lefty sees to the burial of his friend. Then, he looks for help going back to the grinder.

Seeing Wyran begins talking to the woman, the enormous half orc leans in and seems to ask the barkeep a question. Setting down his stein he turns picking up his weapon from where it was leaning against the bar. As he moves out of the shadows, Wyran and anyone else with him notices the fellow.

A tall, thick, dark green half orc, with black hair worn short, like the bristles on a boar. His most prominent feature a scar that runs across his face, creasing his forehead, between his bloodshot black eyes, ruining his wide flat nose, chipping off his left tusk at two inches, (juxtaposed against the other ivory beauty standing four inches,) and marring his square jaw. His gear is well kept, the breastplate oiled and cleaned, the expensive rucksack high on his shoulders, a silvered maul tucked in a frog across his back and a fauchard resting casually on his shoulder and he moves like he knows how to handle himself.

Stopping near, he nods first to the woman, then looks at Wyran. "Pardon me" His conversation rough, as his lip pinches at the scar. "Me Seljak friend of Ting Ting Ting." He gestures back towards the bar, "Bartender said you travel with Ting." He shruggs, "But Seljak not see Ting with you. Him tell me to meet him here, said big adventure to be had." He furrows his brow, causing the scar on his nose to twist. "Where Ting?"

Malinor looks over the tall half orc and says, "We were investigating a cult, and Ting met his end. We returned to bring his body back before returning to deal with the rest of the cult. Preferably, with some help" Malinor looks over the half orc and tries to guage how the news of Ting's death has affected him.

The big half-orc's brow furrows, his eyes squint as he gives a low growl. "I would like to see body, then go with you to deal with cult."

This way, the elf says, and guides him to where Ting's body is being prepared for burial.

Seeing the body of his longtime friend, Seljak nodded, patting the dead bird on his beak. "Goodbye Ting." Turning to the others, "When do we leave?"

As soon as we've buried our friend. There is still a little girl we've been asked to find, and while we've defeated some terrible enemies, we haven't found her. We're going back until we do find her, dead or alive.

"We have faced cultists with magical abilities, strange abominations, undead and demonic forces. Whatever this cult is, they are stronger then any in this town knew." Malinor tells the half-orc so that he has an idea of what he is facing.

Smiling slightly, "Just like ting, acting like it was all about the loot, when really he just wanted to help find the little girl."

As the angelic gunslinger explained the different types of creatures they'd faced, Seljak nods sagely. Looking from the Malinor to the elf then the human, he pats his fauchard. "It's good I brought weapons."

Perceiving the group was somewhat worn, he asks. "Let us leave in the morning, where will you rest for the evening? I will help keep watch."

"We stayed at a local tavern for a night when we arrived. I think we will return there. Its also where we might let the mother know what we have discovered so far." Malinor says as he turns to lead the way towards the inn.

Wyran joins the group and interjects, "I already talked with the girl's mother. Hope we can find her quick!"

He sees the Half Orc and nods, "Wyran. Shaman follower of Desna. You don't by chance have any brothers with you, as big as you and packing some more big weapons? We're a small group and the critters we've encountered have been fairly good at taking a hit or three before dropping.... And pretty good at dealing out damage too."

Note: Appearance is pretty much like a tall, slender human in plain clothes. The only visible weapon he has is a light crossbow. He has a tiny rodent-like creature with brilliant colored wings hanging on to his shoulder.

Grunting, as Malinor leads the way back to the inn, Seljak chuckles at Wyran's question. Slowing a step so he could walk beside the Shaman, "Sadly, Wyran follower of Desna, Ting was closest thing to a brother." Smiling a ghastly smile that pinches and pulls the scar, causing his left eye to squint as he shows the sharp teeth near his unbroken tusk. "I am pretty good at hitting as well, we shall find out which is better."

Wyran glances at the big half-orc as he jokes a little. "No contest if you're meaning which of us, you or me, is better at hitting things. I do fight a little, but I use more magic when things are dangerous. I'm sure you'd win."

"By the way, just call me Wyran. It's quicker and I'll really appreciate speed if you're warning me of danger...."

Having gotten clear of the cloister and back to civilization, Lefty has a chance to examine the sword and ring recovered from the corpse of the mummy that killed Ting.

This ring and this sword are both magical. It's a Ring of Spell Turning. That's why your magic bounced back at you. The longsword is an Anarchic sword, so don't touch it if you're lawful.
It's a +3. https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic-items/magic-weapons/magic-weapon-special-abi lities/anarchic/

Lefty could use it, but it's not a finesse weapon, so he'll pass.

Raising an eyebrow when the elf displaces the magical ring and fine looking longsword, Seljak chuckles. "Not a problem."

Wyran considers the ring and sword but shakes his head. "I don't use a sword."

As small as this community is we probably can't even sell it.

Okay. We just hang onto the sword until we can sell it. This ring, on the other hand, is very valuable, and one of us should wear it.

The elf explains what it does.
Ring

"I could hold onto the sword until we can sell it. I can use it and lack a magical melee weapon." Malinor says.