Round Robin: The 2nd Confirmation (Inactive)

Game Master ChesterCopperpot

”Finally, we’re getting somewhere. Which ruins? What are the directions?”

Jaxon eyes the innkeeper. "What is this we heard about his supplies being stolen? What kind of lowlifes do you have running around here? Perhaps we can come to an agreement where you tell us who took his supplies and we can sort this out."

The thug places a gold coin on the table by his drink.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

"Oh, the neighborhood is fine. You just can't leave a heavily laden pack animal tied up on the street--that's practically an attractive nuisance."

The innkeeper scratches his head. "I'm afraid that I can't tell you much about his destination. Some kind of ancient ruin. When I asked him about it, he said something about...confirming it? I'm not sure, it sounded like Pathfinder business, so I let it lie."

"You gunna eat that?"

Having hungrily and slurpily huffed his own (non-magical) soup, he points towards the cooled bowl sitting in front of Kondai which remains untouched.

At the mention of the stolen pack animal, Axel makes no effort to suppress a loud and throaty guffaw - and it is unclear if his laughter is one of sympathy with Rain in Cloudy Day, or dispassionate laughter at the missing leshy and quite at it's expense. He looks down to make sure his own firearm, which he had set down so as to fold both of his hands into the meal, is still present right where he left it, lest he find himself at the opposite end of the very "joke" which had stirred his belly. (Indeed, his outburst was not borne of sympathy!)

He snaps to answer the question "Gotta confirm to get paid" again over-summarizing through curt explanation.

"We'll have to find someone who knows where the northern ruins are if we want to continue on this fool's errand."

"It has been so long, but we might consider pressing out now," Isurus suggests. "If Desna has favored him, we might catch him before his fortune runs out. However, I am acclimated to the dark so the risk of traversing the swamp at night may be greater for some of you."

Kondai casts a spell and a globe of light shines above his head.

"Don't worry I can find my way around."

"You're right, we should head out at once. Rain has been missing for a couple of weeks now. We will be lucky to find him alive." Alaric purses his lips regrettably.

At the first mention of leaving, Axel abruptly stands, and snatches up his gun.

"Alive or dead who knows"

"You seem able to handle yourselves," Roland says. "BE careful out there, though. The swamp north of town is a boggy wetlands full of danger at every turn!"

The sun is setting as you set off into the swamp, but with ample magical illumination you have no trouble finding a path, at least to start your journey.

Would everyone please post your exploration activity. (Helpful too if you put it on the Slide)

Alaric slogs through the swamp trying to find a suitable foothold and not slip in. "Careful out here, its dark and this light will hopefully keep away any predators."

Detect Magic.

As they head out into the swamp, Isurus' bioluminescent spots begin to glow a soft red light.

Track: +4 (anyone better at Survival?)

With his finger on the trigger, and no idea where he is a going, a stupid grin on his face "Careful out here, its dark and this light will hopefully keep away any predators" the strange gnoll repeats the phrase with different emphasis, switching the subject and object of the sentence, casting himself into role of "predator", and laughing with a choking bray!

Scout

Dyner's eyes widen hearing about the food options and tries all of the things she can on the budget that the Deans gave them. She does spend a moment longingly looking at the magically enhanced options but decides against trying to use her own coin for the time being.

Outside in the swamp she puffs her feathers up some in displeasure at the smells but her childhood spent hunting errant demons that climbed the Rimethirst mountains while looking for food means she's not completely incompetent at this.

+6 for survival here, She'll track.

Jaxon goes to buy some more supplies of rations when he hears how careless Rain had been. "Come on then. Let's go find this lost leshy."

Search

You head out into the swamp, looking for danger and signs of Rain's passing.

Isurus identifies some tracks that match a fungal leshy’s tread, along with tattered cloth bearing Pathfinder symbols. You seem to be headed on the right trail.

The trip isn't without danger, however: Alaric steps into what he assumes is solid ground, but sinks up to his waist!

Quicksand!

~+~Hazard Round 1~+~
Axel
Alaric (In quicksand up to waist, 5 ft in)
Isurus
Kondai
Quicksand
Jaxon
Dyner

A creature in the quicksand can attempt an Athletics check to Swim to either raise itself by one step if it’s submerged to its neck or worse, or to move 5 feet if it’s submerged only up to its waist. On a critical failure, the creature is pulled down one step. A creature that Swims out of the quicksand escapes the hazard and is prone in a space adjacent to the quicksand patch. Other creatures can Aid the creature, typically by using a rope or similar aid, or attempt to pull the creature out with their own Athletics check.

"Oh, for the love of the silver mount!" Kondai swears as he takes a rope out of his backpack and throws it to Alaric.

One action to grab rope, one action to throw it to Alaric. I'll spoiler my Athletics check to help if I have time to do that as well (or if I even need an athletics check, your wording was kind of vague.

Kondai throws Alaric a rope, but he's not quite strong enough to haul his out of the quicksand.

Alaric grabs ahold of the rope and begins to pull himself along its length. "Where is the edge at, I can't see a damned thing!" He grasps for solid ground in a bit of a slight panic.

Athletics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

Isurus grabs hold of the rope to both anchor it and to try to reel in the Hellknight once the man has the rope.

I think 3 actions should cover it, if required.

With a great belly laugh, Axel cackles with the cruel humor of watching someone else fall "Having trouble there are we?" while the question is rhetorical, the aid is somewhat swift.

◇) Laugh
◆) Stow Double-Barrel Musket Heavy Crossbow
◆◆) Pull Alaric out of Quickmud

Athletics (Trained): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

With a little help, Alaric pulls himself out of the dangerous quicksand.

You continue exploring in the swamp, occasionally seeing signs of the passing of other humanoids.

You are brought up short by a croaking sound, and a trio of frogs the size of men emerges from the underbrush, mistaking you for easy pickings.

(I moved Blue so we would have better blocks. Bold may act.)

Map

”Finally, a fight!”

◆ Kondai casts shield
◆ Since his previous action was to cast a spell, he enters arcane cascade stance-Laughing Shadow
◆ Move up a bit.

Jaxon moves up near a tree and readies an attack to clobber one of the frogs if it comes within reach.

◆ Move
◆◆ Ready an attack

"Heh Heh Heh Heh He"

It looks as though Kondai isn't the only one excited at the prospect of conflict: our irreverent hero cackles with anticipated glee as he points his musket crossbow at the frog he currently has the cleanest shot at, drawing a fast bead with his head tilted sideways and his one eye open...

Isurus' violet eyes milk over as the confrontation begins and the smell of blood wafts across the swamp. The azarketi draws one of the tridents from over his shoulder and advances towards the oversized, predatory amphibians.

◆ Interact
◆ Stride
◆ Stride

AC 17 currently

Dyner gives a small sqawk of surprise at Alaric suddenly falling into the quicksand, she rushes to help, but only ends up grabbing the rope after he's pulled himself free, unable to do anything. She starts to wind up the rope instead, but gets surprised by the giant frogs instead.

Dang two bad init rolls means absolutely nothing to do for a few days.

The hungry red frog hops lazily over the fallen log to take a nibble on Kondai.

◆Stride
◆Leap
◆Strike

jaws: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 for piercing: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Call to Arms (1 temp HP)
~+~Combat Round 1~+~
Isurus
Jaxon
Kondai (-6)
Red
Dyner Inazuma
Axel Zeldo
Alaric
Blue
Orange

Map

Kondai: Just let me know if yo uare using shield block.

Axel's squeezes the trigger!

Heavy Crossbow vs Blue Frog: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 81d10 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

◆) Enter Point Blank Stance
◆) Strike
◆) Step

Hoping to piss it off, he then hops right to the "zone" where Jaxon is looking to swing, and stops short, giggling to himself!

Sure, I'll expend shield

Alaric moves in as the dust around him begins to swirl creating a dry static spark, ready to be ignited. "Burn them all."

◆ Stride
◆◆ Incendiary Aura
↺ Infernal Detonations

Dyner moves closer and gathers a bundle of fire in her claws, trying to catch the closest frog on fire, but not the most accurate shot.

Produce Flame, Innate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 4

I honestly was not expecting to hit with that.

She gives a small kaw of happiness as it bores into the frog. "YES! Burn, froggie burn!"

Axel misses with his crossbow, Alaric moves in and kicks up the sparks, and Dyner takes advantage of the aura with a blast of flame.

The remaining frogs hop in, one drawing an attack from Jaxon. They bite!
bite (blue v Jaxon): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26 for piercing: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Grab
bite (orange v Dyner): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 for piercing: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Grab

Call to Arms (1 temp HP)
~+~Combat Round 2~+~
Isurus
Jaxon (-5, Grabbed)
Kondai (-1)
Red (-16, 2d4 burn)
Dyner Inazuma (-4, Grabbed)
Axel Zeldo
Alaric
Blue (-6)
Orange

Map

Kondai will step backward so he is flanking Orange with Dyner. Then he casts produce flame and uses it to spellstrike orange by holding the fire in the palm of his hand and palmstriking the frog.
This provokes if the frogs have Attacks of Opportunities

Punch+produce flame Spellstrike vs. flat footed: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
damage if hit: 1d6 + 4 + 1d4 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 4 + (4) + 3 + 3 = 19
1d6 for arcane fists, 4 for strength, 1d4 for produce flame, 3 for int, 3 for arcane cascade-Laughing shadow

"ERASER BLOW!" he shouts.

Isurus suddenly moves with supernatural speed and rushes past Jaxon and the frog, bringing an overpowering smell of blood and saltwater in his wake. He turns and rams his trident at the (blue) frog that has Jaxon trapped.

◆ Cast (S): athletic rush
◆ Strike
◆ Strike

Trident (T): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 vs. flanked target
Piercing, Curse: 1d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 = 11

Trident (T): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21 vs. flanked target
Piercing, Curse: 1d8 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 2 = 7

"What the f~++?!" Jaxon curses as the frog's tongue grabs him and keeps him from moving around. He snarls at the blue frog grabbing him and locks eyes with it in a death glare, allowing Isurus to slip around it. Then the thug tries to slam it repeatedly with his morningstar.

Demoralize vs Blue Will DC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Attack vs flatfooted: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Sneak attack Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 4 + (2) = 12

Attack vs flatfooted: 1d20 + 7 - 5 ⇒ (15) + 7 - 5 = 17
Sneak Attack Damage: 1d6 + 4 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 4 + (4) = 14

Orange takes a mighty blow from Kondai, Isurus and Jaxon team up to take out the blue frog.

Meanwhile, the scorched red frog hops over to Isurus and takes a chomp.
jaws: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24 for piercing: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Grab
Burn: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6
Flat Check: 1d20 ⇒ 5

Call to Arms (1 temp HP)
~+~Combat Round 2~+~
Isurus (-4, Grabbed)
Jaxon (-5)
Kondai (-1)
Red (-14, 2d4 burn)
Dyner Inazuma (-4, Grabbed)
Axel Zeldo
Alaric
Blue
Orange (-19)

Map

Axel reloads and fires again... but the gun is jammed! Grabbing it by the barrel, he bashes it against the ground, then sticks a single pinky finger into the hole, and scratches the wet gunk away, and cocking it here, raises it to his shoulder, and aims for the closest frog point blank.

◆◆) Reload
◆) Strike

Heavy Crossbow vs Red Frog: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 181d10 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

"Frog legs tonight!" he chuckles with excitement.

I think Orange would be burning from Kondai's produce flame punch, right?
Dyner gives a small curse, as she traces a sigil of fire protection inverted on the frog, marking it with a burning weakness to the flames that are lapping at it's body.

She then summons another flame into her talons, but this time instead of throwing it, she closes her claws around the flames and uses them to punch at the frog grabbing onto her.

Possibly a waste, but casting Elemental Betrayal on the frog. It takes an extra 2 damage from fire spells and effects.

Produce flame, unarmed version, vs FF: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
Fire damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Axel's attack would have taken out orange. Let's move the hex and produce flame onto red.

Alaric raises his shield as he tosses a small bit of hellfire at the frog.

Produce Flame: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Damage (Fire): 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 If hits then the target takes 2d4 Persistent Fire from Incendiary Aura.

◆ Raise Shield
◆◆ Produce Flame
↺ Infernal Detonations

Sorry, Alaric: I missed infernal detonations last rounds. I would have hit blue. In fact, I mixed up some targeting too. Oh well! You all put out enough damage to take down the last two either way.

The frog corpses slump into the swamp and the quiet of the place descends once more.

Out of initiative.

"That battle ended far too swiftly," the oracle comments as the spirit of battle settles down inside him.

Kondai rotates his his left shoulder as if stretching it out.

"You make a good point, it was hardly even a warm up." he spits a bit of blood from where he bit his cheek on the ground. "You," he points to Alaric. "I didn't realize you knew that spell. You put it to good use." he turns his back on Alaric as if the act of complimenting someone is difficult for him. "Same to you,"" he mentions to Dyner. "But yours lacks power, might want to practice that." At first it seems like an insult, but then you get the impression that Kondai is just not good at handing out compliments or constructive criticism.

Alaric grunts as he refocuses the sand. "Yes, though I am still weak in controlling the powers of Hell at the moment. It slowly grows in me with my training in the Order." He looks around the swamp. "Where do we go from here?"

"That battle ended far too swiftly" echoes the gnoll as he plonks his weapon down and continues to un-jam the barrel, pulling bits of swampstuff from it's depths.

He points to a random direction 1d8 ⇒ 8 (northwest) but declares "It's definitely Southeast of us" figuring the party will just make it there one way or another...

"That battle ended far too swiftly" echoes the gnoll as he plonks his weapon down and continues to un-jam the barrel, pulling bits of swampstuff from it's depths.

He points to a random direction 1d8 (northwest) but declares "It's definitely Southeast of us" figuring the party will just make it there one way or another...

"Fool. We should continue following Dyner. THEY know how to track things down in this blasted swamp."

Again, I'm playing up his personality. I'm not trying to be a dick IRL

"Fool. We'll get there eventually!"

Clapping back without bothering to establish rhyme or reason, it's clear that Axel is merely rising to meet an unstoppable force with his immovable object. There is a tense moment where two strong personalities lock eyes and grind tooth and fang, as our irreverent hero snarls out of his nostrils at his equally hard-headed teammate.

Perhaps someone cuts in to cool the tension, which succeeds immediately, where just as quickly as it boiled up, it simmers down, soon forgotten, and without held grudge.

The same! =)

As you are arguing about which way to turn, a burly red iruxi emerges from the swamp.

"Ah, I heard some commotion, but I see you have dealt with the atttacks. Curious that they would have attacked so large a group! I am Kazuuk. What brings you into the swamp?"

The iruxi is heavily armed, but appears friendly.

Jaxon gives the lizardfolk a once over and nods. "I'm Jaxon. We're looking for a friend of ours that has gone missing. He's a leshy names Rain. Just trying to get these chuckleheads to decide if they know which way he went. Have you or your tribe seen him?"