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You cannot delay a partial action but you can spend a standard action to ready an action. Alternatively you could draw the heavy crossbow with one hand with your move action and then fire it one handed at a -4 penalty. You could always get lucky. :)
Erica looks Nightkit straight in the eyes.
"Maybe attacking was a bad idea after all," she says deadpan, gritting her teeth through the searing pain in her forearms. Because of course the healing wand would stop working right now.
With some difficulty, the fighter unstraps her shield, and grabs her crossbow. "Take cover with me. You can use this to protect your head against that thing's acid," she gestures at her shield. "Something tells me this f@+@er's got some left in him."
Merida's arrows fly wildly due to the anomaly and get tossed around, missing their target!
Sylvester manages to cast a spell. Three arcane missiles fly towards the dragon and it in quick succession!
Erica moves and draws her crossbow, hoping to shoot the creature from a distance!
Markus quickly draws two shurikens and tosses them at the dragon. But they also must be affected by the anomaly as both miss!
Nightkit attempts to heal up her companion, but the wand refuses to cooperate.
Selfi also shoots an arrow at the dragon. But the anomaly is just screwing with everyone and her shot misses!
The dragon flies to and hovers over the only person to do damage to them - Sylvester! Despite the figments around him, the dragon's attack manages to hit the real Sylvester.
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[u]Round 2[/u]
Selfi (22/22 hp)
Dragon (-10 hp)
Merida (20/20 hp)
Markus (19/19 hp)
Sylvester (14/47 hp)
Nightkit (19/19 hp)
Bobbie (9/31 hp)
"Whoa, you've proved that you're going to be terrible subjects... all rebellious and such.". The dragon sighs. "Accept my surrender, please.".
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[u]Round 2[/u]
Selfi (22/22 hp)
Dragon (-15 hp)
Merida (20/20 hp)
Markus (19/19 hp)
Sylvester (14/47 hp)
Nightkit (19/19 hp)
Bobbie (9/31 hp)
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Sylvester looks relieved but confused.
"I would love to stop fighting. So please land and explain yourself. I am confused but I believe you. Is this a test or something to see if we would serve you well?"
Sylvester readies a Hideous Laughter spell in case this is simply a clever ruse by a sneaky dragon. The spell will only trigger if the dragon attempts to attack someone.
"Selfi, lower your bow. Please."
Despite being heavily damaged Sylvester is curious about what exactly is going on here. He suspects that this testing of subjects is usual for budding Brine Dragons as they attempt to build up their personal empire.
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Nightkit makes another attempt with the wand ... and, still nothing.
"Is she trying to cast a spell from that wand?" Selfi asks the dog. While she could show them the proper way to use the wand Selfi didn't really see point. The wand's power would not be enough to save either of them from even one more gout of the dragon's acidic breath.
Selfi lowers her bow, but says nothing, if only for the sake of her fellows trapped on the beach.
"You passed the test." The dragon says with a smile. "I will spare your life, but you must return here with something simple. Nothing fancy. But it will help me make a quick jaunt out for research purposes.". They look around, standing down. "You have free access to the cave now and can examine this anomaly if you wish."
The dragon flies back to the tablet they dropped earlier on and picks it up, eyeing the Pathfinders nervously, realizing that they were close to death.
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Sylvester studies the anomaly.
He takes advantage of the ranger's offer to properly activate his wand healing up completely.
He then calls Shaggy back to his side and removes a scroll case from the dog's saddle bags before closing the saddle bag tightly again.
He attempts to identify the potion and suggests someone make good use of the sword (the rest being party treasure).
"That was insane but all well that ends well as the saying goes."
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Nightkit passes her wand to Selfi, asking her to heal up Erica with it. Use as many charges as you need to she says
Four charges later, Erica is feeling a lot better.
Meanwhile she goes freediving in the cave using a safety rope in order to not get swept away.
Ooooh ... spider silk rope. That's good stuff. Light yet strong and it doesn't chafe. Comfortable to wear too
She then notices people looking at her oddly.
What?
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"That was... not how I expected things to go..."
Merida is still confused by the sudden surrender of the dragon, so she keeps an eye on them while the other pathfinders heal up, analyze the anomaly and check out the cave.
When the treasure from the chest is shown, she asks:
"Who is going to wield this nice magic sword? Bobbie would be a good candidate, wouldn't she? I mean... on the other hand I don't have a magic sword yet. But until now I did not need to draw my longsword very often. Usually I succeed at staying out of melee while putting my bow to good use..."
"Did anyone understand what the dragon said? I have no clue what we are expected to do now..."
"You passed the test." The dragon says with a smile. "I will spare your life, but you must return here with something simple. Nothing fancy. But it will help me make a quick jaunt out for research purposes."
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"You passed the test." The dragon says with a smile. "I will spare your life, but you must return here with something simple. Nothing fancy. But it will help me make a quick jaunt out for research purposes."
"Thanks for healing me," Erica sighs in relief. She quickly inspects her arm, watching as the flesh slowly knits itself back together and the pain of the acid starts subsiding. She's pretty sure it's going to leave scars.
She helps the team searching the cave, and whistles as she sets eyes on the longsword. It's not only very well-crafted, but unnaturally cold to the touch. It makes her miss most of Nightkit's gushing about ropes, and the best way to wear them- that one flies way above her head.
"You can have it if you want," she eventually answers Merida, though with a bit of regret. It really is a nice sword. "A magical weapon is always going to be of some use."
"I think the dragon wants us to bring... Something to satisfy its curiosity," she shakes her head, perplexed. "Whatever. But we don't have much, except... The boat or the journal. And we're going to need both."
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"Who is going to wield this nice magic sword? Bobbie would be a good candidate, wouldn't she? I mean... on the other hand I don't have a magic sword yet. But until now I did not need to draw my longsword very often. Usually I succeed at staying out of melee while putting my bow to good use..."
"You can have it if you want," she eventually answers Merida, though with a bit of regret. It really is a nice sword. "A magical weapon is always going to be of some use."
"It is so small." says the slight elf looking at the weapon in disappointment.
The dragon overhears them talk. "Yes, yes. Just bring me back a scroll of teleport now that you are my disciplines. Nothing fancy. It will help with my research here. It's the least you can do."
They also hand over a bag of gold and sheds a few of their scales. "Use this wealth to recruit new followers and purchase the requested scroll, please."
The potion is a potion of greater magic fang.
Sylvester knows that the anomaly is an entanglement of the Plane of Air and Plane of Water. It will be incredibly hard to close, something he can only dream of doing. Any air or water elementals would likely be empowered by it or drawn into it. Whereas earth and fire elementals would likely be weakened by it.
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Markus looks over at Slyvester, Any ideas? I'm mostly flummoxed when it comes to things other then taking down criminals and punching things...
Turning back to the dragon Markus will ask, How long did you say this thing has been here? And do you know anything about this Deluged God hereabouts? Seems like that's a person competing with you for some followers...
"Psha! You're my disciples! Whether you like it or not. Return with a scroll and spread the word of my greatness!". They shakes their head at Merida.
The dragon then turns to Markus. "Nope. Do not know the Deluged God."
"Here, I'll help you out". Everyone piles into the boat and the dragon then launches them along their way with a judicious application of hydraulic push. "Come back soon, disciples!"
Nothing else of interest in the cave. Some debris that's washed in, but none of it is salvageable. Maybe some cool and unique formations/stalagmites/stalactites too. But nothing magic nor any more hidden chests.
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Back in the boat, Nightkit stares at one of the Potions of Waterbreathing they were given
Seems a bit of a shame not to use this she says Especially if we're supposed to return them if we didn't. Besides, I've been curious about what it would be like to breathe water for a while
She grins mischievously. Think I should?
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Sylvester is just fine indulging the dragon's vanity to escape with his life and a boat load of loot.
"Lighten up Merida. It is not often that you get to meet a dragon much less be a disciple of one. You should be honoured."
"Did anyone catch the dragon's name? We will need it to put it down in our chronicles and to spread the word of his greatness of course."
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"As long as we're away from sharks and strong currents," Erica replies to Nightkit. She nearly hands her her own Breathe Underwater potion, but then cautiously decides to keep it. She'll only feel safe enough to part from it once they're back on the boat. "The sooner we're back on land, the better. Too bad we couldn't recover the corpses of the fallen."
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We got their Wayfinders. That should be enough. Nightkit replies as she reluctantly tucked the potion back in a belt pouch. She then sighs. I'm going to have to replace my Elixir of Swimming and get new Mage Armour potions too.
She then grinned. Still, this is the first time I got to do a mission just dressed in my swimming clothes. Heh ... would you believe that the first time I had to strip down to retrieve a statue from the bottom of a lake, one of our party members got a nosebleed. Spent the rest of the mission following me around like a love sick puppy.
But yeah ... would be fun ... especially with a companion. I take it you're not fond of the water Bobbie
As the group sails away back towards the Grinning Pixie, a pinpoint on the horizon resolves into the sight of another small boat. As it nears, it brings with it the fragrant scents and bright colors of garlands of flowers. In the boat are several masked figures, unarmed and wearing ceremonial regalia. They seem shocked to see a vessel emerging from the cave, and stare openly. "What was your business in the sacred grotto of our god?" one of them calls. "No one, not even we, may enter!"
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As the group sails away back towards the Grinning Pixie, a pinpoint on the horizon resolves into the sight of another small boat. As it nears, it brings with it the fragrant scents and bright colors of garlands of flowers. In the boat are several masked figures, unarmed and wearing ceremonial regalia. They seem shocked to see a vessel emerging from the cave, and stare openly. "What was your business in the sacred grotto of our god?" one of them calls. "No one, not even we, may enter!"
Selfi stands to address the newcomers. "We were there speaking with the one called 'Tim Pest Moe Narc'."Selfi says unironically, making awkward 'air quotes' or mutant bunny rabbits with her fingers as Merida did. Apparently it is a gesture used to ward off evil spirits. "Tim Pest is not a god. It is a talking lizard. You can go in or stay out as you wish. It does not even have a foot-long poisonous barb upon its tail, though the lizard's stomach seems to be dangerously upset. Bobbie can tell you." She indicates dark, well-muscled warrior.
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Sylvester shakes his head at Selfi's comments.
"Forgive our companion, clearly her mind is addled. Quite frankly we barely understand her."
"We have entered the grotto and have proven ourselves. We have met with your god and all now all disciples. Our purpose now is to spread the glory of your god."
"Tell us more about your connection with the sacred god of the grotto as clearly we all walk the same path?"
Bluff of 20 on a take 10.
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I take it you're not fond of the water Bobbie
"What was your first clue?" Erica slumps in the back of the boat and tries to focus on taking deep breaths through her nose.
She makes a move to stand up, sees that the (revellers? wanna-be priests? Calistrians? They probably had too many clothes on to be Calistrians) have no weapons, relaxes, and sits back down again.
"They don't want to hear about upset... Stomachs, Selfi. Come here and tell me about-" she tries to think of a pretext. What did she know about Selfi? "Your... sword. Where did you get it? It looks... er... big."
The cultists newcomers stand in awe at the Pathfinders, not sure what to make of them.
Lots of oohs and aahs from the cultists crowd. One of the leaders, an older woman in a simple white dress and a flower necklace, steps up. "We were planning on giving these treasures to our lord and savior. As you are disciples of them, please accept them as a gift to help spread the word!". She excitedly looks around with approving nods of her companions.
The gifts are: a wand of alter winds (CL 4th, 6 charges), a carved marble idol in the shape of a hurricane (worth 150 gp), and a volatile vaporizer (2nd level).
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Sylvester thanks the crowd and ensures them that the gifts will be put to good use. While the tiny gnome is less skilled at telling the truth then spinning a yarn he pushes his luck and attempts to convince the cultists to consider an alliance with the Pathfinder Society.
"I hear that the Pathfinder Society might be helpful in spreading the word. Their organisation spreads throughout the Inner Sea. An alliance might be a good idea."
He looks to the party to attempt to back up his claims.
Selfi Appleblossom
Merida Bowie
Sylvester Solstar
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